Author's Note's- Yes I know this chapter is different then the first version of it. I was informed of how unrealistic the story progression was going, and I myself noticed that as well. So I took the time to change it around a little bit. Things now play out how they probably would if I planned a little better...
Now don't go hating on the reviewer that told me this, because I myself am not mad in the slightest at this person. In fact I am really grateful for their help in this Fanfiction. They've pointed out things to me that I didn't even notice at first, as well as corrected me on many things. I'm truly grateful for their help in this. This person will also act as my BETA for the next UN-specified amount of time, so I'm happy for that as well... Their Fanfiction user name is ( LD 1449 ), send them my grateful regards.
Now then, I sorry to have kept you all waiting in anticipation for this chapter...
LEGEND BELOW
"I want to become a Hero!" = Normal speech.
''I wonder what he really meant by that.'' = Thoughts.
"Do not worry, for I am here!" = Powerful Heroes speaking.
''I really am running out of time!'' Powerful Heroes thoughts.
Chapter-2-Depression
Katsuki shot up straight in his bed, a cold sweat running down his body. His hands shook violently as he gripped the bed sheets. His teeth clenched painfully as he stared at nothing in particular.
He had just woken up from a horrible dream. A dream where he caused Izuku to kill herself... But it wasn't a dream, he reminded himself. No it was merely a memory of the time where he just that, and Izuku actually killed herself because of him. Even thought that's what happened, that didn't mean he had to like it. He was convinced that if she wasn't so weak, that she wouldn't have actually seen the only way out as to kill herself.
He was a self centered asshole, that wasn't going to change. Izuku was different however, and no matter how much she wanted it, the both of them would never work. All she ever wanted to do in life was be the most helpful girl she could be, and at the same time make him happy. But he didn't want that! He didn't want her around him all the time. He just wanted to be left to himself.
He always had a very, very hard time showing emotions properly, so he would always come off as an asshole to mostly everyone he ever came across. But Izuku wouldn't ever give up on trying to please him, even when he yelled and hit her for it. And this had been going on for the past ten years now...
His words that day were a little over bored, but it wasn't his fault, that's just how he is! He felt anger boil up in his stomach just thinking about this. He didn't mean it when he told her to jump! And why the fuck would she actually listen to him?! It wasn't his fault! It made him rage inside when everyone pointed fingers at him, mumbling behind his back about how he was the one responsible for this shit! She just wasn't strong enough for this world, and that's not his fucking fault!
The girl payed so much attention to others more than herself, that she actually knew more about most people's quirks then they themselves knew. It was really quite amazing to be honest, as hard as that was to admit. He couldn't think of anyone else that was more selfless than her, not even close. And he was always the most self-centered person around, only worrying about himself, and no one else. But that's how it had always been. Was Izuku really expecting him to just change for her, just like that? Well she would have to try harder then that... A lot harder then that...
His anger at the situation was on a different level currently. but even then he was still confused as to why she really did it. The only other emotion that currently filled his heart was sorrow. He lost his only potential friend, and it was all his fault... Fucking ego had complete control over him, and he hated it. He was to quick too anger. Too quick to lash out at others whenever he felt threatened.
He needed to take a walk, clear his head of all these thoughts. Katsuki threw on his normal clothes and grabbed his backpack, before leaving his room. He gave his mother a mumbled goodbye as he made his way out the door and into the city. He wasn't sure where he was headed, and he didn't care. He just needed to leave for a bit...
All Might sighed as he sat in his bland looking office, staring down at the pile of papers on his desk. It was a report for a recent suicide victim. Now usually he wouldn't dabble in the investigative work, as he usually left that to the number two Hero, Endeavor. However this case was different from the others. He felt like he was involved in this one.
He had noticed something the local newspaper, stating that a suicide had taken place near the location he had been in earlier. Specifically around the school top that he had left a certain quirkless green haired girl, after telling her that she should forget her dreams of becoming a Hero. At the time he felt like it was the right thing to say, as he didn't think that she would be capable of becoming a Hero as she was.
However he was unaware of her mental state at the time, and how badly his words affected her mind. What he thought was doing the right thing, actually mentally finished her off so to speak. It had to have been later that night that she did the deed, and jumped from atop the tall school building, landing on the concrete ground below.
He should've been softer with his approach, but he wasn't thinking like a Hero in that moment. He was trying to be real, and he came off much harsher then he meant to, and the poor girl took it very hard. Now that he thought about it, the way she talked to him was like he was her idol, and that she looked up to him more then anyone else in the world. It must have been so devastating to hear those words from the one she looked up to the most.
To make it worse, the number one Hero didn't even know her name. He had not even bothered to ask her. He was too focused on delivering the captured Villain to the police, to even bother with the poor girl standing before him... What kind of Hero was he?
The shriveled up man sighed shakily as he rest his emaciated face on his desk, running a hand through his wild mane of blond hair. He knew her name now, but that didn't matter anymore.
What was he going to say to the girl's mother? ''Good morning miss, I'm sorry to say this but your daughter killed herself because I made a mistake. Please forgive me?'' He laughed grimly at the horrible joke, because it was true in a way. He wasn't good at doing these things, because he almost never had to do that. He was the number one Hero, he saved everyone that he could. Yet somehow he had failed to do the thing Heroes are taught to do, and should want to do...
That being to communicate with his adoring fans, with the mass public, and all those in need of his help; What ever kind of help it may be. Was he really so distracted that he just up and ignored the poor girl in need? Apparently so, the proof was sitting on his desk right in front of his eyes in the form of a suicide victim report.
He needed to reevaluate his reasons for being a Hero. He needed to change his outlook on things, otherwise this incident might very well happen again in the future. That he could not allow to slide.
The man stood up as his eyes steeled. He needed to make a phone call...
All Might's phone rang for a few seconds before a voice came through. "Hello again Toshinori. Need something on someone?" Came the sound of a police investigator over the phone.
"Yes. I would like to know the living residence of one Inko Midoriya... I've.." All Might sighed deeply. "I've got something to tell her.. I think she needs to know of my interaction with her daughter the day she died.." The bonny man explained seriously. The phone went silent for a few moments, before the investigator spoke up again.
"..Are you sure about this?" The man questioned in a no nonsense tone.
"Yes. I need to do this... I believe this is partly my fault in the first place.." Toshinori said grimly. The phone went silent once again, before the silence was broken by the sigh of the investigator.
"I see... I won't shove myself into your personal business anymore then this." The investigator stated simply. "Inko Midoriya's house is located at..."
The Midoriya household was unusually quiet. The place use to be lively even with only two people living there. Yet now Inko Midoriya was all alone, her daughter gone from the world of the living. She didn't know how to feel right now. She always wanted her daughter to reach the top, to become the best Hero she could be. She never thought that Izuku would end her life. The girl had so much to live for, but yet it wasn't enough in the end.
The poor mother didn't know what to think right now, what to feel. She didn't know who to blame, or who was responsible. She knew her daughter had some problems, but she didn't think it went that far. She should have paid more attention to her own daughter, she should have loved her more.
She should have! She..could have... She started crying again as her train of thought went down a dark path. Inko was a victim of something that should never happen to mothers, something that should never happen to anyone period.
She felt like she should blame the bullies, that there were many of. But she didn't know any of them by name, so that wasn't about to happen. She blamed Katsuki Bakugo and his stupid band of punks! That boy had always had it against her daughter, no matter what she would do for him! She hated him! That boy was the reason Izuku had so many emotional problems growing up in the first place!
But there was nothing she could do about it... The investigation was still on going, and no proof of his involvement had been found. But she knew it was him! It had to have been that boy! Izuku would have listened to him no matter what dirty or bad things he would have asked of her. She had no doubt that he said something to her that affected her heavily, enough to make her commit suicide from atop the school roof... They hadn't even found a body, only a splatter of blood that after testing had proved to be Izuku's blood. No one could have survived that fall, or that amount of blood loss and lived to tell the tale about it...
She missed her daughter! She wanted her back more than anything in the world right now! She felt empty inside without her green haired joy around to brighten up her day. Was her love not enough for her? Was the way she raised Izuku not enough to keep her from jumping?
Knock knock knock
Inko jumped when she heard someone knocking on her door. She wasn't expecting anyone today, or at all for that matter, so she was concerned by the sound. The weeping mother made her way over to the front door, and peeked through the small door window, only to jump back in shock by the sight of who was standing outside her house.
On the other side of the door was none other then the number one Hero, All Might, dressed in some sort of yellow dress suit. The woman started hyperventilating, not ever expecting to see the man in person. She grabbed the door shakily, turning the handle to let the man in. "U-U-Um.. H-Hello..? W-W-Wha-..." Inko stuttered nervously, almost not believing her eyes right now.
All Might tried to put on his signature smile, yet it was more subdued. The towering man bowed to the short chubby woman, shocking her even more.
"Hello there, Ms. Midoriya I presume?" The Hero asked. Inko was too startled to answer, and so she settled for nodding. "May I come in? I'm here to discuss something with you." Inko jumped slightly at the question, as she let him in. Why was All Might here? And what in the world did the man want to talk to her of all people? Her answer quickly came in the form of the Hero bowing down low, his head touching the ground. "I've come to talk about your daughter, Izuku Midoriya." Inko's eyes shot open wide when he mentioned Izuku.
"W-What do y-you know about m-my daughter?" Inko asked shakily, her eyes tearing up again. All Might kept his head down, unable to look the woman in the eyes.
"I met your daughter that day." All Might said, his tone somber. It took Inko just an instant to realize what day he was talking about. "She... She had asked me if someone like her could become a Hero. Someone quirkless..." Inko started to sob quietly, as she had a feeling as to where this conversation was going, and she didn't like it one bit.
"I could see the conviction she held within her eyes, she had that powerful will... She confessed to me that saving people was the only thing she wanted to do, that she wanted to save people with a smile just like me..." The man himself was struggling to get the words out. Inko smiled through the tears, what All Might described was definitely something that Izuku would say. She now knew that without a doubt, that what he was saying was true.
"However, I was blinded by my more current thoughts, and spoke too quickly without really thinking... And I... I misjudged her too quickly, deeming her not Hero material... That dreams are OK as long as they stay as just dreams..." All Might felt horrible saying that to the poor mother, but he would tell her everything that happened that day. "I told her to forget about becoming a Hero at all... That it was impossible for her..."
Inko's eyes shot open wide, shock and horror filled her heart. She took a shaky step toward the downed man. "H-How could you s-say that to her?!" She screamed, her built up emotions bursting forth like a broken dam. She screamed in sorrow as tears freely fell down her face. The mother fell to her knees, crying her eyes out.
"I'm so sorry! If I could take it all back I would!" All Might exclaimed, although his words did nothing to calm the morning mother. Inko was heart broken. She felt hurt, betrayed, and disappointing. She knew how much her daughter looked up to the Hero, and for the man to have said these things to her, it would've destroyed Izuku completely.
"Get out..." Inko whispered, her voice a depressed quiet. She couldn't take looking at the man any longer. He said he had a part in all this, then she didn't want to see him ever again.
"I-I'm sorry, I never meant to-"
"P-Please.. get out of m-my house.." Inko said, tears falling down her face. "I don't w-want to see you here again..." The woman broke down, unable to stand any longer, the weight of the situation hitting her like a ton of bricks to the face. Her daughter was gone. She almost couldn't accept that. She didn't want to accept that... The reality hit her once again, and she started crying harder.
All Might quickly fled the house, being respectful of Inko's wishes. He knew the mother was going through a lot right now, and him being there wasn't helping the situation. He had destroyed a family, torn a mother away from her daughter. He had failed as a Hero... He had failed as All Might... He had failed as the symbol of peace... He had failed as Toshinori Yagi...
''What have I done...''
He had failed... And he didn't know what to do...
Izuku's eyes shot open suddenly, a sound scaring her awake. She frantically looked around, her thoughts taking a moment to catch up. She looked down at herself, she was clothed in a dirty white dress that was torn badly to the point that it almost fell past her breasts, only being held up by a half torn strap. Her white legging were in a similar state, as they were torn to the point of almost being useless. Izuku was confused as she looked herself over, wondering why she was in such a bad state.
It only took a few moments for the reality of her situation to set in, as the memories rushed back to her dead brain. She had jumped from atop the school building, effectively killing herself.
But the fall didn't kill her, at least she wasn't sure if it did anyway. She didn't feel alive in any meaning, but then again she wasn't sure what she was comparing the feeling to in the first place. It was very confusing, and the poor girl didn't know what to think right now. Where was she? Why was she still here? Why didn't she die?
Why?
She grabbed her head as all these thoughts rushed through her mind. She started crying, realizing what she had tried to do, and apparently failed at. She actually listened to Katsuki. She actually went through with his fucked up idea, and killed herself. She wasn't thinking clearly at that time. She forgot that there was others that cared for her, as small as that number may be, and she had betrayed them by jumping.
Her mother was probably crying her eyes out right now, and it was her fault for that. She felt like the only way out of her life at that moment, was to end it. But in doing so, she had probably ended up ruining many others lives at the same time. Anyone that knew her was probably badly affected by her actions that day. Izuku wasn't thinking about others when she decided to jump, she was thinking only about herself.
She had been selfish...
She back down to the cold harsh ground, huddling in a corner. She brought her knees up to her chest as she wept. Only a day had passed since she jumped, and she had spent most of it huddled inside an abandoned grave keeper's shed she found last night. Her mind had been foggy ever since the fall. She didn't remember coming to the graveyard or finding the shed, as her mind was barely running at that time. However that fog had passed, and now she could finally think clearly again.
She glanced around her, noticing the state of the shed she was in. The walls were barely standing. She could see the marks where paint once was, now stripped of it's color. To the side was the only door, a hole where the handle should've been. Across the room was a shattered window that did nothing to stop the freezing cold air from flowing in...
That made the girl pause suddenly, as the gears started turning in her undead brain. She knew for a fact that it was freezing cold, and she had almost no protection from the elements. She was cold, but she wasn't affected by it. She wasn't shivering, even though she thought she should be. And she wasn't uncomfortable in this temperature, like any normal human would be right now. Her eyes widened as she felt her own skin. She was cold as ice. Her body was at such a low temperature that no human could live in for more then a few minutes, yet she was fine. She admitted that it was hard to move, as her body felt sluggish in the cold, but that was about it.
She suddenly grabbed her wrists, trying to feel for a pulse... Yet nothing... She shakily brought a hand to her breast, right over her heart. A minute passed and she had yet to feel a heart beat. Her eyes dilated as she started to hyperventilate. She was dead! She had no pulse! Oh god, she had died!
It took a little while before she started to calm down again. She tried to think clearly, no matter how badly she was freaking out. She tested her chest once again for a pulse, getting the same results as moments ago. She was dead, she now knew that for sure. But that didn't explain how or why she was still here in the world of the living! Why wasn't she really dead like anyone else would be after that fall? Why was she still here?
So many questions ran through her head, way too many to concentrate on all at once. Try as she might, she couldn't find a reason behind the fact that she was still.. here. She thought that it may be a quirk that was keeping her going after all her body took. But she had never heard of a quirk that could keep her going, even through death. And she had been told that she was quirkless when she was a child... Was she lied to? Did the doctor make a mistake with her scan? Did he mix up the papers with someone else, and was too ashamed to admit that he was wrong when he finally learned about it?
Or was something else in play here?
Izuku shook her head, purging those thoughts. She couldn't afford to just sit here and allow her mind to wander endlessly anymore. She was still here, and that was all that mattered right now. She could worry about the reasons later, she needed to find her mother and tell her that she was alive, er dead... She needed to find Katsuki and...!
She stopped on that train of thought. She needed to find Katsuki and then what? He was one of the main reasons that she was currently in the state that she was. Why did he deserve to know anything? In fact he was probably glad that she was finally gone, considering that he never showed any positive reactions to her presence in the past. She really thought that he would change for her, if she was just given enough time to melt through that explosive ego of his.
She was a fool to think that! She should have realized that Katsuki wouldn't ever change for her. Nothing had ever changed between them over the past five plus years. If he was going to change, then he would have shown that change sooner. But all he did was ever belittle her, treating her as a pest that needed to know her place in life. And she wasn't sure where that place was, but she had a feeling that it was under him.
She sighed to herself as she left the shed. She would tell her mother of what was happening, of what had happened to her...
Izuku looked up to the cloudy sky above. The sun was setting, and it would probably be around night by the time she made it back to her house. Now if it didn't rain, then she could probably get back home sooner rather then later...
But then again, that may be asking too much...
Chapter-2-END
Author's Note's- I'm glad that this story gained so much popularity so quickly. And I'll bet you all are happy to know that this story will continue forward. Send a review my way, i would love to know what you think so far.
Also! If any of you have any ideas for Izuku in my story, anything at all! Please send them my way, as I would truly love to look them over, and potentially integrate them into the story in the future.
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To ( TimeLifeMagazine ) Thank you for defending my story in the reviews section. I still have more to say, but I have limited internet access right now... I'll get back to you soon...
