Deku is a name that always followed me, it was what everyone called me, what my friends called me, what my teacher's called me, what my neighbour called me, what my father called me, what my mother called me. It meant useless, can't do anything, dumb, worthless, waste of space because Deku can't do anything, Deku can't have good grades, Deku can't have friends, Deku can't go to UA, Deku can't have his family, Deku can't have anything because Deku doesn't have a quirk and a quirk is all people care now a days.

I wanted to be a hero to change this cruel world, to prove people that we can be enough, the quirkless are enough but I failed and talking to my dear brother won't change this, it hurts that Mirio can have anything, it hurts that he thinks that everything is going to be alright, it hurts so much.

I don't want to be Deku anymore, well at least not the worthless Deku that can't do anything, I want to be more than the dirt that my brother stepped on, I want people to remember my name, I want my mother to look at me and see me, not the weakling Izuku Midorya was, no I want her to remember the child she failed to raise, failed to love and support, I want her to know that is her fault that her precious little baby will be the one that took this rotten society down, because from all the things that she didn't give me, being born might not have been my choice but I will use it in the best ways.

Mirio and I had a long talk last night, it was the first time in weeks that I actually got some sleep, usually I stay up learning about heroes and villains, gathering information, analyzing, but is not my fault, the adrenaline rush is just so good, it always feels like the first time I got into an informant site, the feeling is the same from last years and is something I don't want to let go.

The name Deku was already famous in the underground, a broker that worked for the less legal side of the law, seeking information on heroes and villains equally, I used to feel bad for it, after all I worked so hard to be a hero, to follow my brother's footsteps and make my family proud of me but having that dreams never brought me good feelings, the smiles and the muffled laughs, instead it brought me burns and bruises, insults and hate, I am strong, this is something that I always prided myself of, but everyone has a breaking point and I'm just so tired...

Yesterday was an eventful day, it started well, or as well as it could go for someone quirkless like me...

One of my friends, Shigaraki had asked me for an analyses in the new hero, Mt Lady and I had expend the whole night studying about her so my eye bags were bigger than the usual, my hair was a mass because I ended up waking up late and wouldn't be able to arrive in time and I didn't have my breakfast, a good day indeed.

Walking in class was like entering in hell, everyone would stop talking just to look at me, jokes and taunts would soon be heard as the teacher demanded me to go sit. Class would start like the usual, the teacher ignoring me and some letters of hate would be thrown at me, that until he mentioned our future jobs and when the man looked at me, I knew I was in trouble.

"What about you Midorya? You didn't sent me the request, or you finally realized that you won't be able to earn a yen with your illness?"

I looked down as the class laughed, time started passing faster and faster until I felt a slap that instantly made my neck burn

"Oi DEKU! I know something you could do for your future if you are feeling so worthless! Why don't you pray for a quirk in your next life and take a swam dive out of the roof!" After that my vision was blank, distantly I knew that I was being punched but I felt nothing, it was the first time he suicide baited me... I hurts more than ever...

When my vision cleared again I was being held by a person, four fingers were petting my hair

"Welcome back to the land of humans" It was Shigaraki...

"I found you in a pretty bad shape, you looked half dead standing near the wrong side of thermal, had to pull you back, maybe you are not ready for it, maybe I'm being naive but you are always welcome to join my league, such a brilliant mind cannot be wasted"

When I walked in the class today, I was still thinking about the offer

"Deku? What are you doing here? Thought you had killed yourself yesterday, such a bad dog not following orders, I even had the job to by you this beautiful lilies, is such a shame that I can have a refund so why don't you take it to yourself"

And as the petals of the spider lilies fell in my hair, my choice was made and at the same afternoon I meet with my dear friend.

Izuku Midorya went officially missing...

"MITSUKI" I yelled frantically as my best friend opened the door, the expression on the blondes face that once was happy as she finally meet with a friend quickly moored into a worried one as she took in my situation

"Inko?! What happened? Calm down!" Mirio's face when he realized what was happening will always hunt me-

"Is Izuku with Katsuki?"

"N-no, he came back alone, what happened with Izuku? He isn't with you?"

"No!"

"Have you talked to the principal, maybe the boy left earlier, maybe a family member or a friend picked him up, are you sure you don't know where he is? Inko don't look at me like that you are scaring me!"

"I already asked the man, he knew nothing! Mitsuki you have no idea of how Mirio looked, my poor baby looked so lost, so guilt oh and my darling, he couldn't even react!"

And just like that my friend let me go in, she made me tea as we waited for the police, she tried calming me with silly things that happened to her but nothing was working.

Soon the police arrived on the house, officers doing all types of questions, making calls, checking cameras, as in vain, soon they asked me for a photo that showed Izuku, the missing posters about the poor quirkless boy were shared in the social medias of all the adults in the room because it was a child missing, something really serious right? The people only didn't seem to understand that...

"One lass worthless person in this world, I'm glad"

"Such a brave mother, dealing with a thing like that for fourteen years!"

"I hope you use this second chance well, my child and I wish you all a better life from now on"

What horrified me wasn't the comments, the hateful words towards my son, no what horrified me was how I didn't realize that this was a gift, it had no one like my husband saying that I should love both my kids, it had no one fighting over that boy right's, it is a gift for a person that suffered in the hands of another, a gift for a person with bleeding heart like mine who had to deal with that thing for years, oh I was so happy! And for the first time, while the house was dark and lonely I let a smile form in my face as I read more and more of those amazing comments.

'Deku is dead? Deku is dead? How did that happened? One moment he was leaving school in his usual route the other auntie Inko was at our house, how did that happen? Is it my fault? Why does it seems like auntie is happy? Why was she smiling? Why does she looks like a better person? Does no one realize it? Do they all think the same? Should I think the same?'

My head was spinning, it has been four days since Deku went fucking missing and today he was finally declared dead, no body was found but the news was enough to make auntie prepare a funeral for her son, it's too late for me to be up, usually I should be at least at 8:00 pm but my mind won't shut up, of course the hags aren't helping.

Dad and mom has been fighting for a while, he wants to move, take me out of Aldera as soon as possible, he is worried something will happen to me is we stay here but mom wants to help auntie, she believes that the woman is having a hard time and that's why she threw a fucking party after the funeral, she believes that the woman is trying to break the sober mood and she is determined to help her.

Why did friendship blind my mother like that, she is usually the first one to notice when something is wrong and she still didn't mention how auntie was smiling during the funeral, if I was shitty Deku's friend would it be different? Would we get along? Could I have helped? Of course I wouldn't, I would be full of Deku's empty compliments, I would never notice how he feels and would be just a dick... "I'm sorry"

That night I didn't sleep, my brain wouldn't stop overthinking, my parents wouldn't stop screaming, everything was too loud, the dogs, the cars, the neighbors, I just wanted everything to stop...

Little did I know that in the other side of the city a new villain was born, one that would bring chaos to the world, his name you might ask... Deku.

By the time Kacchan reached his first year of UA, a small group of villains were created, the caused small time damage around Japan and were a thin to be joked about in family games, no one feared them, no one knew them, they all trusted their dear number one hero, the unbeatable All Might, the symbol of peace, oh but those citizens were wrong...

Turns out the small group wasn't that weak, turns out that they had powerful villains by their side, turns out that all their failure were like lessons for preschoolers, turns out they were powerful enough to win the war, turns out they were powerful enough to kill All Might and by the time Kacchan would have reached his second year, Japan was the pebbles in that group's way.

There was Shigaraki Tomura, the feared leader, the manpower and face of the group, a person that is impatient and childish but knows exactly how to play his games, there is never a battle that he can't win and with the powers of his sensei in his hands, well anyone would pray that whoever gets in his wrong side has a peaceful death;

There was Toga Himiko, a crazy girl that would never betray her so called family, a master with knives that has weird blood kinks, someone that you should bow if seen in your way;

There was Dabi, well known as Todoroki Touya, the black sheep of the Todoroki's family, the revengeful spirit that wanted to take the fakes out, a manpower that the league respects;

Finally we have Deku, the brain behind the league, the one that would plan everything so that his family wouldn't fail, the one that made sure that Kuroguiri was able to be retrieved and restarted after the heroes captured him, the one behind the inventions and analysis, someone that has not heard of the world mercy and may God protect those who wronged kids in his rule.

The rest of the league, well those are nice Nomus now a days, it would be better if they could talk but traitors don't have that right, Twice and Magne thought, those two should Rest In Peace now that their killers are punished.

Those who once wronged the league are all burning in hell and Kacchan? Well he is my amazing Nomu, such a powerful sentient who I can control how ever it pleases me, such a power is overwhelming, is the constant reminder that our little league is in control of the US, in control of China and India, countries are cleaning our shoes because they fear us, fear me.

So why do I feel so nervous now?

Why does every time I remember about him my heart rate spikes, why can't I open this door, why does the only person that kept me sane for years has to hate me, why does it hurts so much when I see him through the cameras, his eyes looking at empty walls as if reminding him of a long time ago, I want my brother back I tried, tried hard but he wouldn't talk, so why am I getting in his cell?

"Hello" I said as emotionless as possible, because showing emotions is a weakness sensei told us so

"What do you want Dabi" And at that moment I realized my voice modulator was ON so I quickly took it of

"Torture me? Tease me? Starve me? Invite me to this stupid league? Well new flesh I ain't joining" Listening to my brother say such a thing to me with so much hatred made me feel as if I was punched right in the face

"There is no need for so much ruckus Mirio, I just want to talk"

"Deku? What do you want?"

In that moment I remembered why my brother looked blankly at the wall...

"Look, I know we don't talk properly for years and I also know that you don't need to hear me, I just want to tell you something" I said as those blinded eyes finally looked at me

"I'm not sorry for what I did, there is nothing that would change my mind but if I could go back in time I would beg you to stay out of my way, would wish for you to never be harmed because of my choices, would wish for you to follow your dreams, I forgot that you are the only person that cared, thinly one in all those years that stayed with me because you are my brother, liking it or not and is not your fault that you were created to believe that what was going in that house was alright, you wouldn't understand even if I drew it for you and I'm thankful for that, I don't know what younger me would do if your smile one day dissapeared as you learned about the true, Mirio, you always pushed me to do the right things, maybe if you pushed a little harder..."

What Deku didn't know was that his dear brother head something under his selves, or in his mouth to be exact, the last baby that Hatsume Mei built before her honorable death. And as he looked up to the supposed brother of his he pictured him in his middle school clothes with that sly smile and those little freckles that dotted his face, he pictured he pictured nine years before the war, his first year at middle school and for the first time in six years Mirio felt hope

"I'm so sorry Zu, I failed you as your brother and friend so please give me a chance to fix this mess of yours"

And just like that the supposed teeth that Hatsume built started feeling warm and the time machine was activate and for the first time in months Mirio saw light.

Or well, it was the first time Mirio should have seen light because while Izuku would love too see the hopeful smile on his brother's face everyday, he just couldn't allow him to change such a beautiful future...

Mirio Toogata was the last family Izuku had and the last person he killed with his won hands, the last piece of sanity the boy had finally lost it lights and as the green haired boy laughed a hollow and wet laugh, tears and hiccups filled the dark room...