It was a beautiful day.
The sun was bright, and the sky was surprisingly cloudless after a good hour or so of rain.
So the smell of the wet street still hung in the air, helping to calm Izuku's tensed, happy nerves.
This was the day. He was finally on a real date with Uraraka, and Izuku felt queasy as he rode his motorcycle to her home to pick her up.
She was really close to the school to Izuku's surprise. Within walking distance, which lead Izuku to believe she walked to school every day. There was no problem in that. Except the fact that Izuku lived pretty far from the school himself.
So it took him nearly half an hour to get there, but he had no qualms with it. To him it was worth the extra gas money.
He would wait on her no matter how long it too. Plus the extended time allowed him to build up his nerves just enough to walk to Uraraka's doorbell.
Then traffic lights flashed in his eyes and he stopped for a quick second before proceeding. There were only three more turns until he made it to her house.
Then two.
Then one.
And he was here.
Izuku gulped down his nervousness and took a deep breath, accidentally letting a small puff of flame escape from his lips. He then kicked the stand on his motorcycle and quickly walked up to the door.
He took another deep breath, and rang the doorbell. He only had to wait a few more seconds before he got a response.
"Coming!" Uraraka shouted. There was a loud thump from the ground followed by a grunt of pain right before she opened the door.
"Sorry to keep you waiting!" She said with a shortness of breath.
"Are. . .you alright?" Izuku asked.
"Yeah I'm fine. My nerves just made me trip when I went to grab my jacket is all."
Then Izuku took notice of Uraraka's casual outfit. "Umm, you look nice." He said to try and break the tension. Uraraka Then noticed Izuku's outfit and giggled slightly to herself.
"So do you. Did you plan a dinner party later?" She asked jokingly.
"No I-. I thought you dress nicely for dates." Izuku mumbled.
"Don't worry, you look nice. Even if you look like a bartender."
"You're not the first person to say that to me." Izuku grumbled.
Uraraka giggled right before before she noticed Izuku's transportation. Her eyes seemed to grow in surprise as she looked back and forth between Izuku and the bike.
"You have a motorcycle!?" She asked with excitement laced in her voice.
Izuku rubbed the back of his neck shyfully. "Yeah. I got it because I live some ways away from my school and the store. And because a motorcycle is a lot cheaper than a car."
"That's AMAZING!" Uraraka nearly squealed, "But I don't have a helmet or leather jacket."
Izuku smiled, "Don't worry, I already have that covered." Izuku handed her a medium sized leather jacket and a jet black motorcycle helmet.
Uraraka grinned and nearly sprinted down to the bike. Izuku just grinned and put on his own helmet he was carrying. Izuku walked slowly, as he enjoyed the feeling he was getting from this. He hoped this had some sort of after effect, and then maybe he won't have nightmares tonight.
Izuku pushed that thought from his head and swung his leg over the bike and kicked up the stand.
"Sit behind me," He said over his shoulder, "put your feet up on this ledge here and put your arms around me so you don't fall off."
Uraraka finished putting on her leather jacket and then tapped the ledge with her foot. "This ledge right?"
"Right." Izuku responded.
Uraraka swung her leg over like she had seen Izuku do and mounted her feet on the ledges. She went to wrap her arms around Izuku, but her nerves only allowed her to grab his sides.
"Hey, it's alright to grab me. This is more of a safety thing than anything else." Izuku said with a hint of humor in his voice. When Uraraka didn't move Izuku grabbed her hands and moved them until her fingers touched together.
"Hehe, sorry." She mumbled.
"Don't worry about it." Izuku said, with a large grin under his helmet.
And with that Izuku kicked off the engine, and a low rumbled filled the air around them.
"Are you ready?" He asked.
Uraraka just nodded and squeezed Izuku tighter. So Izuku revved up the engine and twisted the handle allowing it to move on it's way.
And it wasn't long before Izuku had gotten onto a high speed roadway. He felt the wind blow around him and his heart beat fast. He felt the warmth on his clothes and he smelled pine trees around him.
And when the roadway was clear, he felt a little daring and kicked up his speed. And once he had stopped increasing he heard Uraraka scream in delight. And that made him happy.
It made him so happy.
Then Izuku turned into the next lane and slowed down so he could take the next exit leading to the movie theater.
He was going much slower now that he was on a public street. The movie theater was only a few blocks away, and he was feeling like he could see the world from a different perspective. One of love, faith and happiness.
And then he found himself doing just that. But not the way he had described it.
Everything was upside down for a moment, and then he hit the ground.
Pain engulfed him as the cement scraped against his skin as the force from the fall tore apart his jacket. Izuku rolled across the ground for a moment before he stopped on his back, grunting in pain.
Izuku sat up quickly, luckily realizing that had no broken bones, and started to fanticly look around.
"Uraraka!" He shouted jumping to his feet.
He quickly founder her and sprinted over to her body. She was laying on her side and not moving.
"Uraraka!" He shouted again tearing off her helmet.
Her eyes were closed and he couldn't make them open. Izuku tore off his own helmet and pressed his ear against her chest.
He heard a thump.
And then another.
And another.
"Oh, thank God!" He cried. His eyes closed as if he was actually praying.
"Oh, shit. My bad." Said a deep voice behind him.
Izuku froze. Terror coursed through his whole body. He recognised that voice, it was a voice he knew since childhood. And one he hoped he never had to hear again.
"Izuku! My man! How have you been!" He said with friendliness.
Izuku turned around to see him. He was a rather tall man who resembled Izuku, with green hair and a twig like body. It was his uncle.
"You've grown so big! Hisashi has been holding out on me!"
"Uncle." Izuku said with hate in his voice.
"Yes my boy?" He asked questioningly.
Izuku stood up from Uraraka's body and slowly turned around. His expression was dark and furious.
"What the HELL did you do?" Izuku asked, not bothering to remove the malice in his voice.
Izuku's uncle raised his hands up as if he were surrendering. "I was just trying to run from this hero who I couldn't shake off." He gestured to a smoking corpse to his left. "I never realized I might bump into you."
"Of course you didn't. Otherwise I would be left out of this mess." Izuku said.
Then he heard a groan from Uraraka as she rose back into consciousness. Izuku's heart froze as the icy chill of fear crept into his spine and paralyzed him. If she was awake then. . .
Oh no.
Izuku knew that his uncle was being pursued by super heroes. And Izuku knew about the family motto that his uncle nearly worshipped.
And that meant no witnesses.
Uraraka groaned again as she rose to her feet. Izuku tried to turn his body and protect her but his uncle had already noticed. Quicker than lightning he opened his mouth and let the jetstream of fire flew out and embraced Uraraka.
"NO!" Izuku screamed, desperate to get to her and remove the fire before any serious damage was done.
He held out his hands to call the fire to him. But it did not move from her body.
Uraraka's screams filled the air around them, full of pain and suffering. But it only took a few moments before the screams stopped, the fire disappeared and all that was left was a pile of ash.
Izuku's chest heaved as despair filled his heart. Then remorse, then hatred, then rage.
Izuku stood up from her ashes where she had laid.
"Sorry kiddo, if you wanted me to save her you should have asked. You know your quirk doesn't work on other quirk fires." Said his uncle.
Izuku could feel his eyes dilate as blood and adrenaline pumped into his head. He could feel his sense of reason, and his mind being pushed out of the way. Being replaced by pure animal like rage of a calibur he had never felt before.
"You killed her." Izuku said with a low tone of voice.
"Son, you have to face me if you're going to talk to me. I can't hear you from over there."
Izuku turned his head slightly, just enough for his uncle to seen the pupil of his eye. Which was tiny and crazy, like a rabies infected wild animal looking for its next meal.
"You. KILLED her." Izuku said, nearly a shout.
His uncle suddenly got a very furious expression on his face as he stared back at Izuku.
"You need to remember that you were kicked out of the family a long time ago Izuku. And frankly, the only reason you're still alive is because I still care for you." Izuku's hands balled up into fists. "So I suggest that you run along now so you don't happen to get caught in the crossfire. Understand?"
"Did dad put you up to this?" Izuku asked rather calmly.
Izuku's Uncle sighed and rubbed the back of his neck like it was a minor annoyance.
"Probably. But I think that they may have needed to get me out of the base. I was getting a little stir crazy."
Suddenly Izuku snapped around and stared him right in the eyes. And on reaction, his uncle took a small step back.
"Izuku. Don't do this." He said warily.
Izuku snapped.
"YOU KILLED HER!" He roared into the air. Green fire spewed from his mouth like a dragon breathing fire. And his voice was so deep and powerful that it seemed to shake the very ground they stood on.
And then the fire Izuku moved into the air spun into three separate columns and crashed down upon Izuku. It then seemed to merge onto his skin forming a type of armour.
Now his uncle seeing this display tried to hold his ground but the hot air that rose from Izuku's body was enough to pull him onto his knees.
Izuku walked over to him, slow and menacing like. And his uncle dared not to move.
Izuku then glared down at his one time family member who lay pathetically cowering on his knees. Izuku's aura seemed to be enough just to paralyze him with fear. This man truly was an animal.
Izuku reached down and grabbed him by the neck and slowly lifted him up.
"The smallest flames that crackle the least can make the greatest of fires." Izuku chanted the family motto like a death song.
And like that a small, unsmotherable flame started on his skin. Izuku let go of the screaming man and watched as he slowly burned himself trying to put out the fire.
And slowly his screams got weaker, and weaker, and weaker. Until the pile of dust could scream no more.
And there was a moment of peace before a loud shout was heard.
"Villain! Surrender now or face the acts of justice! heroes are on their way and are prepared to stop you!" Said a cop from their squadron of cars.
Izuku then slowly raised his hand at one of the cars. A few police moved, others didn't as the car exploded from Izuku's fire.
"Let them come." Izuku said.