A boy, who had hardly anything going for him right now... That was the best way to describe Izuku Midoriya.
Izuku was unlucky enough to be cursed with the burden of being completley powerless, in a world where power was everything.
He had always wanted to be a hero, though that dream was made practically impossible. Even though, he kept his head held high, because maybe, just maybe there was a chance for him.
Right now, he stood before All Might, the top dog hero of japan, and his personal role model and idle. It was likely the hero's persona that influenced Izuku to be so thick skulled.
"Is it possible... To become a hero like you, even without a quirk?"
The teen boy uttered out, feeling a slight hint of dread, but also the weight of that lingering question being lifted from his shoulders.
All Might had his back turned towards the boy, originally planning to leave him atop the building they had landed on only a few seconds prior.
Though, he couldn't help but turn his head back towards the quirkless boy, out of intrigue, and also a feeling that he had to answer the question.
He was about to answer, but not before his injury started to act up. He let out a sharp gasp as the pain was so sudden. It was a throbbing ache that seared through his right side.
It felt like he was getting stabbed in the liver with a burning hot knife. He started to cough up blood, as his damaged organs just couldn't take the pressure of his quirk being active for any longer. He just had to let loose.
Smoke started to surround the man as his coughs only grew more rapid, and concerning for Izuku.
As the smoke eventually cleared itself, all there was left was what resembled a skeleton pretty much, someone who didn't resemble Izuku's idle in the slightest.
Blood spilled out of the man's mouth, and onto the asphalt roof, causing a sickening splatter noise, which was only made worse with the man's pained groan.
Of course, as any teen probably would, Izuku let loose a panicked scream.
"Wh-where's All Might?!"
Izuku asked the man standing before him, who in response coughed up a bit more blood, that just freaked the boy out even more.
Izuku was then silenced by the man who finally said something.
"Pipe down boy... The man you're looking at really is All Might..."
The man said with a sigh. He was personally dreading the possibility of this very scenario. He sat down on the floor, his back against the railing. He faced the boy before pulling his white tee shirt up by the helm, revealing a massive scar where his liver was located.
Izuku winced, admittably grossed out by the scar. It didn't even look like part of the proclaimed hero's body! It looked like a purple parasite connected to his chest, feeding off of his vitality. That is how out of place it looked...
"Pretty gross huh...? This happened about five years ago, during a run in with a certain villain... He messed me up really bad. The surgeries worn me down quite a lot, and now I can only use my quirk for a few hours a day... The rest of the day I'm like this."
All Might explained to Izuku. It was a lot to take in to say the least... It was, pretty demoralizing just seeing his idle look like this, heck even his perpetual smile was gone.
All Might waited a second, thinking the kid was going to say something, but never did, and so he kept speaking.
"This is the real me you understand? That big old grin you see me having on tv and in the streets... That's all a big facade... To tell myself and everybody else that it's all going to be fine. Being a hero is a lot more than just saving people and beating up the bad guys you see... It's also about how everybody sees you..."
All Might went on, his expression only grew more intense, and that same feeling of dread Izuku had previously experienced, only worsened.
"The reason why I'm number one isn't because of the amount of bad guys I beat or the people I saved... I'm number one because I had the ability to prove myself to everybody that I could be trusted... Now what do you think is going to happen when you, a scrawny quirkless boy is thrust upon that situation? Everybody is expecting the best from you, they expect you to keep them safe. They are entrusting you with their lives when a villain incident or natural disaster occurs... Though, what could someone without a quirk do to stop either of those occurances, and protect the masses? Nothing... Nothing at all. So can you be a hero without a quirk? Not a chance."
All Might concluded, standing up from where he sat at, heading to the exit area of the rooftop, since he lacked the ability to fly away now.
Izuku felt his world crumble around him, sadness washed over the boy, but why? He knew this was the truth, and he should accept said truth and move on with his life... Instead, he was on the verge of tears like someone in his life had just died or something.
Maybe that All Might like mentality he once had, just left the boy in a sort of delusion...
"It's okay to dream kid... Just be sure that they are attainable. If you want to save people, try being a police officer, or a fire fighter, they may get less credit than heroes do since they just pick up the hero's scraps, but it's still a good and admirable profession regardless."
All Might added before heading through the exit, leaving the boy to collect his thoughts and choose what to do with them.
Izuku was utterly in defeat, while he did chalk up most of his sadness coming from his toxic mentality, that reality check still made him super sad.
He curled up on the asphalt and just cried, atop the roof. He did this for about an hour before he gained the mental fortitude to head home. After all, his mother would be worried sick if he never ended up coming back home.
He walked the streets of Musutafu city, heading towards the closest train station, which was in the Tatooin shopping district.
He still cried a little as he walked, having to wipe his face with the sleeve of his school uniform. In his other hand, he held his burnt and still damp notebook close to his chest for comfort.
Izuku arrived at the shopping district, and was shocked to see it ablaze, with a crowd of civilians stepping back and watching as a villain caused all sorts of chaos.
The teen hesitantly decided to check it out, so he headed closer to the scene, standing in the back of the panicked and confused crowd.
He analyzed the situation a little more, and noticed all the heroes on the scene, fighting, yet still getting beaten to a pulp by the villain. It didn't take long for Izuku to realize that the villain that was on the scene, was the same one that had attacked him earlier.
The sludge like villain seemed to be wrestling for control with someone inside its grasp, struggling just like he did. Upon even further inspection, he saw Katsuki Bakugo... His childhood friend and bully. He didn't like all the stuff he did to him, especially today as he destroyed his notebook simply because Izuku said he wanted to be a hero...
But, Katsuki was very important in his childhood, and Izuku had a feeling that deep down, he was good at heart. He had to have some reason for bullying Izuku especially, right?
He was very tempted to save the other boy but... He stopped himself, beginning to think deeper into the situation. Just how did the villain escape in the first place?
All Might had trapped him in a soda bottle, and placed him firmly inside his pocket to be turned into the police, so how could he be out and about now?
Maybe... When he clung onto All Might's leg, the bottle had accidentally slipped from the hero's pocket... That had to be! No way this could've happened otherwise...
With that being said, Izuku himself was at fault here! If he didn't cling onto All Might, that bottle never would've slipped out of his pocket, the villain never would have escaped, and he never would've attacked Katsuki! He couldn't make it as a hero nor a police officer if he had that lack of foresight!
While that in turn made Izuku hate himself even more than he already did, and also made him feel in debt to his childhood friend... He remembered All Might's words...
If he didn't want to make a fool out of himself, and everybody else, it would be best for him to stay back, and just hope to god things turned out okay. Because Izuku just wasn't fit for this job... The teen sniffed up his snot and wiped away his tears, hugging onto his notebook even tighter than before, then proceeding to watch as the situation played out before him.
Katsuki only struggled more as minutes had gone by. He was putting up a decent fight but the villain only began to get the better of him as time went by. He started suffocating Katsuki. The desperate expression on his face died down as his eyes slowly closed. Before everybody knew it, he was unconsious, and the villain had complete power over the boy's quirk.
The sludge villain began to laugh maniacally, while firing off powerful explosions. Nobody could get near him without getting blasted or swatted away. All hope seemed to be lost.
That is until a fireball crashed into the villain's sludge like body. It startled the villain and made him look over towards the direction that the fireball came from.
It was none other than the number two hero, Endeavor!
"Seems like you fools couldn't handle this one villain... How utterly pathetic!"
He critiqued the other heroes, as he got ready to fight the villain before him.
"Go easy on the villain Endeavor, there's a boy inside of him!"
A hero warned Endeavor, who scoffed. Though he seemed to keep that in mind.
Despite what the heroes said though, he for some reason went even harder than before, unleashing an aggressive onslaught of powerful fire punches. The force and the heat was too much for the sludge villain to keep form, and so his body started to break apart, revealing Katsuki's unconsious body inside.
Endeavor, without hesitation grabbed Katsuki and pulled him out of the villain's body, then blasting him once more, with yet another stream of fire.
The situation, for the most part was fine. The villain was defeated and detained. Katsuki turned out mostly fine, aside from a few burns on his body, and likely a bit of trauma from the whole thing.
Izuku was relieved that Endeavor had managed to save the day. He was glad Katsuki was alright as well, though, those feelings never got rid of that lingering sadness.
Instead of going over and asking Katsuki if he was okay though, he decided to head home for the day.
He arrived home and was welcomed to the smell of dinner, it smelled like fried rice and pork. He saw his mother in the kitchen as expected, and smiled at her, before heading to his room.
He went in, closed the door, and immediately felt that same dread as before, as his All Might merchandise only reminded him of the talk on the roof.
Izuku gritted his teeth and dropped his notebook, as well as his backpack. His heart throbbed in his chest, almost like it was about to fly out of his mouth, his stomach didn't feel any less horrible, as he felt like he was on the verge of vomitting all over his carpet.
Izuku felt an immense pressure over his shoulders as well, or maybe something like paranoia. He felt like every All Might themed item in his room were really him, and were staring straight at him with a sadistic look.
It only made Izuku wonder if All Might liked the idea of Izuku suffering. Not to mention all of the other quirkless people out there. There was bound to be a few that were in a similar situation to Izuku, right?
Izuku's panic was interrupted though, as he heard a gentle knock on his door.
"Izuku, sweetie, I've got some food for you."
She announced behind the door. Izuku tried his best to compose himself, as to not worry his mother. He opened the door and saw the shorter figure before him, holding a plate with fried rice and pork, which was placed atop the rice to make it look like a drawing of All Might.
Izuku's queasyness only got worse as he saw the illustration of All Might made out of pork cutlets. He still felt obligated to take the food though. He promptly thanked his mother and closed the door, placing the plate on his desk.
He tried not to look at the All Might merch. That was hard to do though, since that stuff was all over his room!
It only made Izuku frustrated with himself, and made him start to wonder where this fear really came from. All that happened was that he got told the truth. Sure it was hard to hear but he had pretty much accepted it by now... So why was he still so damn hung up??
Either way, he knew he had to get rid of everything All Might based in his room. Especially if he wanted to sleep tonight, and avoid future panic attacks like that one.
He figured that selling the merch wouldn't be a bad idea. He had a lot of high quality and limited edition merch that people would pay a million yen for, and he can use that money for pretty much whatever. Maybe selling all of that stuff would make he and his mother stinking rich or something!
He headed out of his room to approach his mother about his idea. She was out in the living room, watching the news as it covered the villain incident earlier.
"Hey mo-"
Izuku was interrupted by his mother, who sounded rather frantic.
"Izuku! Did you hear about the villain incident earlier? Mrs.Bakugo's son- he was attacked by a villain!"
She spoke, Izuku looked down at the floor, sighing.
"I know. I was there."
Izuku stated, his mother reasonably shocked.
"Wh-what really?! Do you know if he's going to be okay?"
She asked, obviously concerned for the boy's health, as she was aware of how significant she was to Izuku, and to her best friend Mitsuki Bakugo.
"He'll be fine. He's really tough."
Izuku assured his mother, a brief smile appeared on his face, hoping that his expression would be able to further hammer down the fact that the statement was true.
His mother nodded and smiled, having trust in her son's words.
She stayed silent for a few seconds, which allowed Izuku to speak further.
"Hey- I know this is a bit unrelated... But- I'm getting kinda older, and I wanna set my priorities on getting more money. So I think it would be best to sell all of my All Might merch..."
Izuku stated, his mother's expression grew shocked and concerned at the same time. She never saw the day when Izuku would grow out of being a fan of All Might. This only made her a bit worried as to the state of Izuku's well being.
"Are you sure? I thought you loved All Might! Why would you sell all of your stuff?"
She asked, not being too transparent with her actual thoughts on the matter. She figured something was really wrong with her son, and she doubted that it was simply because he was growing up and changing priorities. Literally during breakfast he went on a long tangent about all kinds of heroes, and talked about how cool they were. So why would he now seem so uninterested?
"Um... Well I do- It's just I figured if I want to be successful in life, I should make as much money as I can while I'm still young, instead of being stuck in this... fantasy of being a hero."
Izuku said, the first part was a lie, of course, but the last part was at least a bit genuine. He knew he had to move on somehow, and figured that keeping that fantasy of wanting to be a quirkless hero was only going to do him more harm than good.
"Is... Everything really okay Izuku? You're acting completely different... Usually you're going off about how much you love heroes, but now is different. Why? What happened to you that forced you to say that kind of stuff? You seem... Uncharacteristically grounded to reality and I don't know if I like this side of you son..."
Izuku's mom said, stating her mind.
"Exactly... I feel way more grounded to reality... Cause I know damn well that I can't be a hero now... Hell, with how you said it, even you believe I can't be a hero. Nobody believes in me, not even myself at this point. I just think it's best if I grow up and stop holding myself to that standard of becoming All Might... I'll never be like him, or like any hero for that matter..."
Izuku replied, his tone was snappy at first, but died down into a sadder tone, as his voice started to break.
"I'm... sorry... Izuku... I wish you weren't born like this... That would only make both our lives easier... You would've been able to be a hero... And I wouldn't have had to go through the guilt of lying to you this entire time..."
Izuku's mom apologized, though for some reason Izuku only clung onto the words 'I wish you were never born'
"So are you trying to say you would rather have me not exist than be here in the present?"
Izuku asked, his angry tone came back once more, though his breaking voice was still there. Tears began to flow out of his eyes as he broke down.
"Am I... A damn mistake?! If so... Maybe I should take Kacchan's advise, and jump off of a roof... Maybe then I would be born with a quirk, and you wouldn't have to deal with me!"
Izuku shouted. Before his mother could reply, he stormed off, dashing out of the front door that lead outside.
He ran down the stairs of their apartment. His mother tried to chase him but he was too far ahead, and she was aware that with her physical form, it would be tough to catch up to her son. It was better to call the police, as she had a feeling that her son wasn't coming back without their assistance.
Izuku ran until he couldn't anymore. He stopped inside an alleyway and took a few deep breaths to regain his stamina.
He felt a few droplets of rain on his skin, of course it had to be stormy on the worst day of his life...
He let out a shaky sigh, as the adreniline made it hard to breathe like normal.
He decided that he was going to take his own life, what other way out of his suffering was there? He just wanted it all to end.
He began looking around for a latter that could lead up to a roof top. It didn't take long to find one though.
He, without hesitation began to climb. It was pretty damn tough to get all the way up there, of course because the adreniline in his body made all of his movements very stiff and awkward.
Yet, he still managed nonetheless.
He walked around atop the roof, taking in the cold air, and allowing the rain drops to pelt against his skin some more. It was refreshing. The feeling of being away from home was also very alleviating, as well as the idea of being able to end it all right here, right now.
He began making his way towards the edge of the roof, but before he could take the leap of faith, he was stopped, getting a hand pressed against his mouth and nose.
He let out a muffled gasp and automatically assumed it was the police, stopping him from taking his own life. That is until the assailant began to speak.
"Nice weather huh? I came up on this building to enjoy myself, and relax, but I wonder why you're up here as well."
She spoke. Izuku knew she was a girl by her voice. He knew she didn't have good intentions... Because what kind of person that muffles another has good intentions?
Despite the feeling that he was going to die, he didn't feel scared really... In a matter of fact he was willing to let the girl kill him, either way he was going to be set free.
"You're pretty cute you know, you remind me of my first victim~ You know what, I'll let you scream, I want to hear your voice as I cut you open~"
She then said, holding a knife to the teen's neck, while taking her hand away from his mouth.
"Kill me... Please."
Izuku muttered out, hoping that would motivate her even more to end him.
Author's note: Hey there! I hope you liked this chapter and the debut of my villain deku series. I am pretty proud of this chapter and I want to do more. In a matter of fact I want to take this project somewhat seriously, since I've learned from a lot of mu previous failures. As much as I want to post on a consistent basis though, I do believe there will be bigger time gaps between chapters, or sometimes I'll just post multiple a day.
Either way, I do want to write a fun and compelling VD story for you all to enjoy. While I cannot promise consistency, or even the end of the story, I do hope you all would be willing to go on this journey with me once more as I try to make my best VD story yet. I may have deleted past ones due to being dissatisfied, but I won't be deleting this one. Instead I'll try taking my time with this story and make it one where everybody can look back and enjoy it!
I hope to hear all of your opinions, theories and critiques since I do want this to be the best series that it can be. I want to make as much people possible happy, so hearing your input could be a way to help with that! Also, since I don't have literally everything planned and set in stone, I would be welcome to suggestions that you think could fit with my story.
I think that is all I have to say for now though, so I hope you have a good night or day! This is the writing hero, signing out!