Well, I figured bc I was bored I should shove out a chapter for something, and this is my most followed...Do I just suck at coming up with story ideas? Cuz the second I post something that wasn't my idea, it shoots up in follows and favorites.

Chapter 2

katsuki's problems

katsuki P.O.V

It's been years since that ne- I mean Izuku has disappeared. Ten to be exact.

Naturally, rumors flew around. Ranging from him actually unlocking a quirk and something happening to him, to him being killed for some bizarre reason.

The rumor that pissed me off the most, however, is that I was the one responsible.

Just thinking about it makes my blood boil and my palms start to spark!

Me?!

Not everyone believed it, but enough did. Every day, people would call me a villain, run when I get close streaming about how they didn't want to disappear.

I now know I was a bit...harsh, with Izuku back then but I was a snot-noised brat that didn't know any better! And I didn't kill him! Or make him vanish! Why does everyone have to be so damn stupid?!

There he goes again, even when he is probably dead in a ditch, he still seems like he's better than you. A voice that sounded like mine whispered in my head.

After he vanished, all the hidden details about his life were brought out. The bullying, the discrimination, the teachers turning their heads, the whole damn thing.

Several teachers were fired and many kids were forced to sit through 2 hour long detentions while getting lectured about bullying and quirkless discrimination.

I growled, Why the hell would I get rid of him?! Much less kill him?! He was just a worthless extra! One that couldn't compare to me!

What was he before that Katsuki? Wasn't he...your friend? Didnt he worship the very ground you walk on? The same fella who, because you treated so bad, has you on a high list of suspects that made him vanish into thin air?

I continued walking, ignoring the people yelling at me from behind as I walked into an alleyway.

Not many people connected me to Izuku, be there were a few, that told others what they thought happened.

I violently shouldered my bag, hearing a rustle inside of it. Ah, that damn notebook. The one that got me framed.

Antie Inko was so heartbroken, she still hasn't been able to fully pack away his things. She couldn't even look at this notebook that she insisted on throwing away, but I managed to snag it.

She claimed it must have been part of the reason he was taken/killed.

I carried it everywhere I got, hoping to find some kind of clue.

Clue for what? To find Izuku, and help his oh so heartbroken mother? Or possibly just to clear your soiled name?

But the notebook was just started the day before the incident, there were only a few pages filled in. A few about All Might and lastly, me.

I always feel something nasty climbing up in my chest and throat when I read about how much he praised my quirk. How he expected me to be great and powerful. How much a dick I was to him and yet he still had hopes for being friends with me again.

So we were both wrong. He doesn't look down on you. I wonder what caused you to have such a wrapped perception of what he felt about you?

Finally, my patience snapped. I snarled back at the voice. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ME?! NOTHING! JUST SHUT UP YOU GOD DAMNED EXTRA! NOBODY FUCKING ASKED! IF YOU WHAT TO KNOW WHERE I MISJUDGED HIM, ITS YOUR FUCKING FAULT!

Ha, ten years and you haven't figured it out. I'm you dumbass. I'm that little narcissistic voice nagging you from the back of your mind. Superior my ass, what badass superhero would have a problem like me and never figure it out? A P-A-T-H-E-T-I-C one. Not to mention Weak.

Letting out another growl, I ignored the stinging in the back of my eyes. I kicked a small can on the ground and listened to it find after it hit the wall.

My so-called friends hardly hang out with me anymore, I know one of them sold me out about beating up Izuku.

Whatever, I don't need those extras anymore. I'm going to get out of this shit hole and into UA. I'll be the number 1 hero one day. They don't have any hard facts so they can't turn me down for the event.

I just got to prove myself.

As I walked home, I couldn't help but feel like something different was supposed to happen. Ever since Izuku has been gone, there are times in my life, that I feel like something different should happen. Something tells me Izuku was supposed to make it different, but with him gone, it just goes normally and feels wrong. Like Life revolved around Izuku, he was needed for most things to happen. I know it sounds crazy, but I've spent weeks thinking about it and nothing else provides a plausible explanation.

The next last few weeks went on, constantly feeling that strange feeling. So Izuku was supposed to be busy this last bit of school.

I took one day to visit an old beach, Takoba Municipal Beach Park I think, and it was still the dump I remember. Trash was everywhere. I couldn't shake the feeling this is where Izuku was so busy. Why here? Was he cleaning the beach? To train possibly? Even if he cleared all of it, it still wouldn't have been enough to pass UA's entrance exam.

I felt almost like a hand was placed on my shoulder and I could make out a faint outline of an older Izuku, saying it would be the job of a real hero to do things like community service because being a hero isn't just about fighting villains.

Shaking whatever that was off, I made a small mental note to bring some cleaning supplies the next time I come by.

I have to stop thinking like that. He is alive, I can feel it. The damn nerd wouldn't die without a damn good fight and he sure as hell couldn't have pulled that off as a scrawny child. That nerdy bastard found some way to live and he is going to save himself.

I wouldn't count on it. I still remember your tear-stained face when you were told Izuku vanished. Weren't you begging the sky to bring him back? Saying you'd be nicer and be his best friend if he did? We both know you don't deserve that. We both know the chances of him surviving would practically be down in the negatives. So why bother still hoping ten years later?

I clenched my fist as I kept walking. Damn voice.

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During the entrance exam, I passed of course but one girl got hurt by the massive zero pointer. I watched blankly as she was carried out on a stretcher, while who I assumed were her parents crying over their daughter's limp body. As I watched that feeling came back stronger. Was Izuku the one that saved her? How did he do it?

I doubt I could've stopped that thing. So would have Izuku gained such power?

I noticed that girl earlier, she was so excited, she was walking like she didn't have a care in the world, I had felt a small pang then.

Now, she's hurt badly and I felt waves of that strange feeling.

How much of an impact would Izuku have if he was still here?

I'd say it's doubtful that she'll be able to do hero work again, assuming she is still able to walk.

When I walked out after the exam, I still couldn't shake the feeling. Over the next few days, after I got my letter from the school, I passed an alleyway and felt another pang.

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What happened to Izuku had only been largely known in my local area, it wasn't hidden from other places, it just required a little digging. So chances are that in UA, no one will know besides the teachers.

Some greetings were given, just them trying to be polite until the teacher came.

Then he evaluated our quirks in normal physical tests. He ended up expelling a small purple-haired boy for getting the lowest score.

Another small pang hit my chest. Was Izuku meant to be the lowest?

So they have to bring in a new kid to replace the small kid.

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Soon later, hero training with All Might himself, teams were made and I won easily. Although more pangs rang out inside me. I ended up being placed on the villain team defending a "Bomb" and kicked the asses of two extras. One didn't even get to use their quirk and the other could mess with gravity around him, besides being a cocky piece of shit, he wasn't very memorable.

Was- I supposed to square off with Izuku? And lose the match?

I walked outside pissed because I didn't get to go all out and felt another pang.

Was he going to talk to me out here? Tell me something important?

Feeling a seething anger rise in me, I cursed. Why the hell am I so focused on this fucking nerd?! He is probably dead or working his ass off! When he makes his glorious reappearance, I'll be ready for him. And I'll show him no matter how long he has been gone, I'll still kick his ass into next week.

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In a hidden factory Third-person P.O.V

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Loud, crazy chuckles were filling the air. "Finally! HAHAHA! It's perfect for my little Izuku!" Dr. Ujiko exclaimed holding a bottle in the air.

Small whimpers could be heard from the other side of the room, coming from a boy with a mop of sagging green hair.

"Don't be sad Izuku, all these years have finally amounted to something. Don't worry, we have managed to 100% extract all the previous attempts before. We have made sure you are in peak condition to maximize the effects of this" Dr. Ujiko explained amused that the boy still tried to weakly defend himself.

His thoughts were practically plastered on his face. I owe you. Give up

The head was weakly lifted up, mustering all of his courage and energy. Bright green eyes that had their light slightly dimmed met the cruel doctor. He spat in the man's direction and weakly gave the man the finger.

"Grab him and chain him to the wall, this isn't going to be pretty because you still have the nerve to act like that" Dr. Ujiko growled and the Nomu 69 came back to slam the poor boy into the wall.

The doctor approached the boy, holding in his giddy excitement. "I heard injects midthigh are more painful. Let's test shall we?" He asked coldly as he forcefully stabbed in the injects, quickly inserting the contents of the needle, and left. "Leave him, he won't do anything," The doctor said dismissively as he walked out, nomu following after him.

Izuku laid on the floor, once again defeated. Already over the pain from the needle, he weakly smiled. "D-did I do it right? Kachan?" He whispered fondly with a smile.

"I-I hope you w-want to be friends again" He managed to spit out before he groaned in pain. His body starting to react to its new addition. A scream rang out and around thirty minutes later, the doctor returned to the room.

"Oh my! I was right to nab you Izuku. You are just perfect!" Dr. Ujiko exclaimed as he met pure bright green eyes. Eyes that held a deep hatred, hidden within their depths.

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