It had been almost a year since Hisashi Midoriya had been home with his family in Japan. He always traveled around the world where ever he was needed instead of being stationed in one area. He made a lot more money that way and he wanted to support his wife, Inko and his son Izuku. They were his inspiration to keep going even when times looked bad.

Even though he was a hero called Flamethrower, he wasn't his son's favorite hero and he constantly was teased by his co workers. It was slightly shameful but he was glad he had picked someone like All Might to look up too. He was a good hero and knew there were some that weren't so great. Izuku did have a few Flamethrower shirts in his closet though and wore them when he wasn't at school.

Tonight, they had just finished dinner and they were on their way to a movie. Izuku walked behind his parents giving them the space they need to walk together. His dad just spent all day with him already and he knew his parents wanted some time together. It was the best day he had in a while.

"Pssst."

The three of stopped in their tracks.

"Hello?"

"Can I get some help?" the voice said.

Hisashi let go of his wife's hand. He had a weird feeling something was wrong.

"Of course."

The alley wasn't too dark since they could see someone there. Izuku stepped in front of his mom but then everything had happened so quickly.

Fire filled the alleyway quickly and Inko started screaming. She ran into the alleyway with Izuku trying to grab her but he had moved too slow. She was yelling for her husband repeatedly but there was no answer. Izuku was almost frozen to his spot on the ground.

Then he no longer heard her voice.

"Mom?"

Izuku held open his hands and walked forward. He smelled something weird. It smelled wet and like pennies. He slipped and fell into something warm. His stomach turned like he was going to vomit. His brain was scrambling for some explanation as to what was going on like he couldn't figure it out but he... he already knew.

Oh no... No no no no no no

He saw the blood on his hands and he was covered in it now. His eyes rose to see a blade being pulled out of his mother's body. Izuku opened his mouth to scream but no sound would come forward. He managed to have a little bit of smoke escape his lips but that was all. He couldn't even defend himself now.

As Inko's life left her, a knife dropped from her hand. She must've taken it from the man who had killed her and she was trying to defend herself. Izuku looked down to see his father laying on his back, frozen in fear. He looked pretty cut up and he had tears in his his eyes.

Time to seemed to slow down so much more when Izuku caught a look at the killer's face.

Chizome Akaguro the villain called Stain the Hero Killer stood there with blood splattered on him.

"Izuk-

A blade was thrust into his father's chest. Stain pulled it back out and stabbed again. Izuku felt the heat leave his body. It was like an out of body experience for him. It was like he was watching TV. He wasn't there but he was... watching the whole thing without doing anything.

What kind of hero did he want to be? Izuku couldn't even move to help and he watched as the Hero Killer cut a hole into his father's chest pulling out his heart.

"A heart... stained by evil. By money and arrogance."

A weird sickening noise came next.

What the-

Stain had pulled out his father's heart from his chest with force throwing more blood everywhere. Izuku finally vomited from the sight and the noises. He managed to wipe his mouth and see Stain drop the heart that was no no longer beating, onto the ground. He stepped on it, rubbing the organ into the ground.

Izuku let out a blood curdling scream that even shocked Stain for a minute.

He blinked like he had forgotten what he was doing before raising his blade. Izuku was beginning to panic now. He stood up shaking with fear. He backed up against the wall as Stain walked towards him now.

"The world is filled with fake heroes. I suppose you would be one also since you're the son of one."

Izuku looked into those murderous eyes. All he could think was this was the end for him. The very end. He closed his eyes and felt his breath leave him as he waited to be killed too but it never came.

He looked his eyes to see he was alone.

Izuku dropped to the ground into his parents' blood once more. He barely looked up to see Stain jumping onto the roof of the building. He heard some footsteps coming towards him. He jumped and almost screamed as the person stepped out in front of him.

"Are you ok? Are you hurt?"

Izuku knew who the voice belonged too and he passed out.

X

X

Izuku shot up out of bed and grabbed the trash can by his bed and vomited. The way he felt almost made him want to puke again. He had thought he wouldn't have to dream about it at all if he kept himself busy and too exhausted to think but he was very, very wrong. He scratched at his chest trying to grab onto his shirt but he wasn't wearing one.

Oh no... Not... not on my first day. No.

He fished around on his bed for his red journal and grabbed a black pen from his nightstand. He began writing in a blurred fury trying to get everything out so he wouldn't forget but he highly doubted he could forget it at all. He had done so much to ignore the horrific memories but instead they came back all at once on the worse day possible.

Izuku glanced at the red glare from his alarm clock. It read five fifty. School started at seven forty five for homeroom and eight for his first class. He got up and flipped on his light. His bed had some spot on it from him sweating profusely. He groaned and ripped the sheets off.

He grabbed clothes and the pile of bed sheets then headed for the laundry room. He threw the stuff into the washer and hit a quick wash so he could dry everything before he went to class. Izuku hurried to the showers and finished quickly trying to wash away the nightmare that made him sick.

It was sad it was more reality that decided to come back and haunt him.

Once he was ready for school, he threw everything into the dryer and headed into the kitchen. He grabbed the gallon of milk and poured a glass then grabbed a banana from the fruit basket off of the counter. He drank his milk slowly trying to calm himself down.

It wasn't working.

"Your mental health is important too. Don't forget that."

Those words were ringing in his head now.

Did I jump in too fast after that? Should I have taken a whole year off? I highly doubt anyone would blame me but...

Izuku nearly jumped out of his seat when his cellphone started ringing.

"H-hello?" he answered nervously.

"My boy! I thought you would still be asleep! How are you doing?"

"I-I'm ok."

"You don't sound ok."

"I had a night... It's nothing."

Silence.

"Toshi... did I jump into this too fast?" he whispered, his voice almost cracking.

"Do you think it would be better to push through or wait. Either answer is right and wrong. It's all how you feel Izuku."

He scratched his head.

"I can't answer that."

"If things get so bad you can't handle it, go to Recovery Girl. She'll let you rest. Just let Aizawa know, ok? He might be a hard ass but you need to be mentally ok to train."

"Ok... I have to finish getting ready... That's Dad."

"You're welcome," All Might said with a chuckle.

Izuku hung up.

Alright... I can do this.

X

X

Izuku was the first one in the homeroom. He was forty minutes early. He had decided to throw his sheets on his bed and deal with it later.

"You're early."

Izuku jumped seeing Aizawa sitting there.

"Uncle Shouta-

"Are you ok?"

He blinked.

"What?"

"Are you ok?" he repeated.

"Y-yea."

The door opened up behind Izuku.

"Hey Shouta! Who's this?"

Izuku turned around to see a boy taller than him with purple hair and UA school uniform on.

"I-I-

"This is Hitoshi Shinsou. He's training to use capture cloth like I do. Hitoshi, this is Izuku Midoriya. This is Flamethrower's kid."

Izuku looked back at Aizawa like he was nuts.

"He knew who you were. Because of your last name. He promised to stay quiet for you but other students will figure it out at some point. We can deal with it when that time comes."

"Come sit by me."

"Ok."

The purple haired boy had a puzzled look on his face but he didn't say anything. The two of them sat in the back of the class. Izuku didn't really say much but neither did Hitoshi. It didn't take long for kids to start filling the class room. His eyes lit up some once he spotted Shouto but he saw that he was holding hands with a blonde with angry red eyes.

Um, him? He looks so mad.

The blonde boy turned to see Izuku staring at them.

"What the fuck are you looking at?"

Hitoshi arched an eyebrow, "Nothing, why?"

The boy growled and took his seat on the other side of the room with Shouto.

I don't think the term for that kid is 'outspoken.' More like rude.

"Just ignore him. He's like that with everyone," the boy said.

"Oh, ok."

I'll just not look at him...

"Alright, since everyone is back, you know the drill. A quirk assessment test."

Izuku swallowed hard.

Once everyone was outside and in their training uniforms, Aizawa pulled out the ball that was close to the size of a baseball. Everyone looked nervous except for the angry blonde and Shouto Todoroki. Hitoshi just shrugged at Izuku when he glanced at him with a worried look. What the hell was that supposed to mean?

"You must do one hundred meters more than last year. If you don't, it's thirty laps plus extra homework."

Almost everyone groaned.

"Bakugou, I'll let you go first."

The angry blonde stepped up. He glanced back at Shouto and gave him a cocky face before stepping forward. He grabbed the ball from Aizawa and gave it a look over like he was expecting it to be broken or missing something. He took in a deep breath and threw it with an alarming amount of force.

"Nine hundred ten meters."

"Hell yea!"

Kirishima cheered for him along with a blonde boy with a black bolt in his bangs. Shouto remained quiet.

"Uraraka, I'm not even going to ask you since it hits infinity anyways and I don't want to look for another ball."

The girl giggled and nodded.

The kids Aoyama, Koda, Sato, Tokoyami and Momo all passed with flying colors. Izuku was getting ready to start biting his nails when they called Shouto Todoroki up. Even with the weird interaction between them, Izuku was mostly curious about him and how strong he was. This was a whole different thing. He wondered...

Are him and his boyfriend the ones who are at the top of the class? They just give off that vibe that they are.

Shouto took a step up and Aizawa tossed the ball to him. He didn't look at Bakugou but instead he looked at Izuku with an expressionless face. Hitoshi gave the dual user a weird look. Katsuki Bakugou was now very pissed off his boyfriend was looking at the new transfer student. That was not what Izuku wanted.

Shouto returned his attention back to the ball. He gave it a good throw but the air changed to a colder temperature oddly.

"Nine hundred fifteen meters."

Uraraka and Iida cheered for Shouto and he gave them a smile but he glanced back at Izuku.

Izuku watched as Iida, Ashido, and Mineta passed the ball throw with flying colors but some of the others had a harder time. Kaminari had to run the laps while the rest of them finished. Asui finished on average and Jiro barely made it. Shoji and Oijiro came close to Bakugou and Todoroki's score.

"Shinsou, you're next."

Hitoshi looked at Izuku and gave him a smirk. He smiled back unable to understand what that smile meant. The boy gave Aizawa a quick glanced which was barely noticed by anyone but Izuku. He threw the ball with such force Izuku thought his arm would break.

"Eight hundred ninety meters."

The purple haired boy stretched and walked back to Izuku's side with a grin.

"Midoriya."

Some of the kids murmured a bit. Of course Izuku was last. Everyone was going to be curious about how strong the new kid was and that just made him more anxious than he already was. He wondered if Aizawa had done it on purpose which wouldn't surprise him.

Izuku stepped forward and Aizawa tossed him the ball giving him a nod.

I don't want to fail.

He had to decide... was he going to use One for All or use his heat? Or both?

Oh no. What if I throw too hard?

Izuku let out a shaky sigh and raised his arm.

Here goes nothing!

AmbertheCat: at some point I will have to do a story a with a less than happy ending but that isn't right now lol

Guest: we try to update every so many days but it could change in the future. Lol we are just about 30 chapters in already : ) you're welcome almost lol glad you love the story !

Catlover4348: No Izuku doesn't know Katsuki. This is his first time meeting Katsuki Bakugou.

Garnet168: pain, funny moments and emotional stuff happens next : )

Jay: thank you! Glad you like it!

I will have you all know I enjoyed writing out that scene with Stain more than I should lol I love the darkness XD the heart stomping was all raimundo's idea and I loved it (evil laughter)

Hi all, raimundo gardell, here. Hope you all enjoyed that chapter and sorry to those who hate us now for doing that to Deku but now you know what he has been through and where he is coming from