No monitor on my wrist as I stood up against the rail along the sidewalk. It overlooked the ocean, so calm and peaceful. However, the people that passed me made my day miserable.

The constant bombardment of insults and remarks. Even the occasional aggressive bumps and trips as I walked by.

By now, my hands were covered in small cuts and bruises and the fabric of my jeans was torn slightly.

I leaned over the rail slightly, slouching over, hanging my head. The cold wet drip of blood running from my hands.

I wasn't going to lie, it was soothing but-

Why do people have to be like this...

Just forget about them... They don't know the real you, right?

They're just projecting their knowledge of villains and blood rejecting cowards onto you.

Rejecting cowards?

Those who have rejected their blood were torn apart and driven to insanity...

Yeah... so I suppose it would truly be best for me to trust you, huh?

Trusting me is best for the both of us... You don't want to go insane and I don't what to end up in a grave...

So we're both doing each other a favor.

More or less...

I sighed. The rude remarks slowly fading away, less and less people walked the streets as the sun went down.

I didn't want to stay out late but I had to. Well... If I wanted to try and accept all of this.

Alright, if you want to control your blood... Just allow it to flow freely within you.

You're fighting even now...

Just let it... Flow?

But what will people think-

Stop giving yourself a reason to run away, you're only making things worse.

Fine...

I took a deep breath and relaxed. Forgetting every lingering thought of doubt and distrust.

I could feel the burning stream of pure black blood, running throughout my body.

It didn't feel normal, far from it. I wasn't sure how it was supposed to feel but one thing was for certain...

I truly had been rejecting it.

My hands sharpened to a point, sharp, metal like nails. Alongside my horns on the side of my head and my lengthened ears.

My vision went blurry as I fell onto the pavement.

I placed my hand upon my head and waited for my head to stop spinning. Anything and everything in my body felt wrong.

I managed to stand up while leaning against the rail. My body feeling weakened.

I wasn't sure about any of this, not in the slightest. I could've just made a grave mistake or one that could truly help me, I had no way of knowing.

I heard a burst of faint laughter in my head for a moment.

How do you feel...

Everything feels weird but... I feel so relaxed.

Hehe... Now... Take control.

I was in my room.

Quiet...

Calm...

Waiting...

I hadn't come home until the next day. To be honest, I should have come home much sooner but... I didn't.

Because I didn't want to.

Even though I knew I shouldn't have, I did anyway. I felt like something was wrong with me, but something so wrong felt so right.

There was something twisting and crawling beneath my skin, and I loved it, but I didn't know why.

However...

There was something else...

A dark brooding sensation dwelled deeper inside me. It terrified me... sent chills down my spine...

I could feel it growing stronger when I used my abilities.

Whenever I closed my eyes, I saw something staring back at me. Bright white gleaming eyes on a pure black shadow-like figure.

A white sharp-toothed grin on its face would send fear into whoever saw it. It certainly frightened me but I didn't question it.

We had 5 days left until we went back to school for the sports festival... and now, I constantly looked like I was being consumed by my blood. However, it's the complete opposite now...

Still, I couldn't help but fear the fact that I made this choice. My senses are all mixed up, my hearing was so strong and every little thing seemed to bother me more than it should have, the same with my sense of smell. I didn't really understand, why?

For now, I was just trying to ignore it all, that's all I could do.

As of right now, I had been waiting for my mother to return home.

What I was going to say to her, I had no idea. My head was spinning even in the darkened silence that was my room.

I wasn't sure why I felt so off, maybe it was the new feeling of my blood flowing freely throughout my body, or it was something else.

The voice in my head had vanished, but along with its vanishing came a new feeling, something very dark but enlightening, something very disturbing but filled with pleasure.

Thinking back to what they told me... They were right about me... Whoever, whatever, they were right...

Everything I knew about myself was a lie now... Well, most of it...

The only things I knew now was the path I wanted to take in life and... a newly found... desire... for-

Um...

The pleasure of another's suffering...

The suffering I'd be inflicting...

(Welp... somehow Im turning Izuku into a sadist.... well...)

It's ridiculous how swiftly I began feeling like this... Just the thought of inflicting suffering onto another makes a sensation pleasure flow throughout my body.

I shouldn't be feeling this way but... There's nothing I can do about it.

Even though, I would really like to rid myself of these feelings...

It's certainly better than being executed, but everyone in the world hates me...

Chipping away at what's left of my soul every time I hear their sickening voices...

I hated it, making my skin crawl with anger, and my mind overflow with rage... I had listened to what the voice told me to do, I let the emotions flow over me and didn't hold them back.

I felt no pain, no sudden surge of burning blood beneath my skin, nothing... only the soothing warmth of my blood flowing freely in my veins. I was happy, my cold and dimmed crimson eyes didn't even show my rage. It was strange but, I was in control and I enjoyed it.

Still, there wasn't a doubt in my mind that All Might would put me down for making such a "dangerous" choice.

I wish that wasn't the case, but I knew it was.

All Might didn't trust this blood of mine, and he didn't want me using it... Which... now is the complete opposite of what he wanted for me.

I felt as if I had betrayed him...

But, it wasn't like he fully trusted me as it was.

Still, I needed to make this choice in order to protect them from myself.

As much as I didn't want that to be the case, I knew it was. I'm dangerous without control...

I should tell someone but... Is that really the best choice?No... I better just prepare for the sports festival...

I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes unmatching with my horns on my head was u settling as always. I took a deep breath as my skin crawled, shadows forming over my body.

The shadows twisted and curled around my limbs, taking the form of claws and wings. The dark smoke rising off the shadows soon began circling around my body.

I sighed as I watched my left eye be consumed by the shadows as the shadows continued morphing around my body, mending to my skin.

*Ping*

In one quick moment my shadows receeded into my skin as my phone went off.

I picked it up and noticed a message from Iida.

Iida - Hey, are you doing alright?

Me - Yeah, I'm just... Practicing.

Iida - Practicing what exactly?

Me - I'd have to show you, it's difficult to explain it all in words.

Iida - Alright then.

I didn't respond after that. I didn't feel like showing him what I was doing, after all, everyone was going to see soon enough...

It wasn't like I could hide my horns, ears, or eyes...

At least, I didn't know if I could.

I just continued allowing the shadows to curl around my body, letting them consume me.

A slight sensation of fear in my chest, my fear of letting go, clinging to any lingering thought of doubt that it could find.

Fear, still, outweighed by a calming joy. The feeling of the shadows curling around my skin caused joy to surface in me, I wasn't exactly sure why.

Looking into the mirror, I watched the twisting of the shadows, calm, almost hypnotic, popping of their movements. Feeling the warmth under my skin, a slight smile on my face, I sighed in relaxation.

~Third Person~

An urge crept it's way into Izuku's mind, he smiled at the thought. Shaking his head he pushed his mind away from his dark thoughts and proceeded with his practice.

The slight burning of his skin, when he pushed away his thoughts, slowly crept it's way into recognition as the pain began to register.

He inhaled sharply, doubt clouding his mind, the shadows danced like fire around his body as they burned his skin.

The mantra of foolishness repeated over and over as he spoke, "Don't fight, don't fight, don't fight, don't fight-"

The shadows calming down as his mind flooded with nothing but his inventive to master his power. His urges returning once again, this time, letting them flow over his mind.

He withheld any presence of doubt or fear, holding any negative emotions behind a lock and key.

~INKO~30 Minutes Later~

I walked into the house and almost immediately noticed something. Izuku had returned home and there was a strange sound comming from upstairs...

I set my stuff down after taking off my shoes and began making my way towards the stairs.

I couldn't quite make out what the sound was, it only sent a chill down my spine.

I walked uo the stairs and approched Izuku's room, knocking on the door I spoke up, "Izuku, I'm home."

Door remaining closed, there was no response.

"Izuku, are you alright?" I asked him, still not touching the door.

No response...

What's going on?

I placed my hand on the doorknob and I felt like my heart was going to burst, I was filled with fear almost immediately, "I- Izuku?"

I opened the door, creaking softly, I looked into his room.

Complete darkness, a room covered in shadows that moved as if they were alive, my son standing in the middle.

Horns on both sides of his head, red glowing black eyes, and his body engulfed in shadows. I froze were I stood once I managed to register what was going on. What scared me the most however, was his expression.

Life less eyes, wide, dialated, crimson glowing eyes. With a wide grin bearing sharp, flesh piercing teeth.

Closing my eyes, I stepped back and away from his room and closed the door softly, turning away and to the stairs. Looking up and opening my eyes as my hands body trembled with fear, my sons eyes locked with mine.

Somehow, someway, he made his way in front of me. The same emotionless eyes and wide grin on his face, he stepped forwards towards me.

The creaking of the wood beneath his feet and the shadows dancing on his body as they formed claws around his hands.

I stepped back too far and was now against the wall, my son seeming to be lacking any sense of rationality and conciousness.

Lifting his hand above his head as he approached me, snickering.

"Izuku, please... What's going on?" I asked him.

No response.

He placed his hand on my arm, my skin burning, I tried to pull myself away from him.

"Izuku, stop! You're hurting me!" I yelled as the smell of burning flesh swirled in the air.

Izuku's eyes filled with pleasure and happiness, his body trembling slightly. His grip tightening on my arm, blood dripping onto the floor. He lowered his other arm and covered his mouth, laughter escaping his lips.

I struggled, attempting to free myself from my own son. With each struggle hus grip tighteded and he would begin digging his nails into my arm. His eyes filled with nothing but pure pleasure at the slight if my pain.

My breaths were sharp, I tried to speak to him, "I- Izuku... Please... You w- want to be a hero, don't you?"

OH NOO! WHATS HAPPENING WITH IZUKU? WHY, WHAT, WHO? NO ONE KNOWS!?OH NO!WELP...AND YES, THIS IS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN.AND ALSO YES, THIS WILL BE EXPLAINED IN THE NEXT CHAPTER.