So I have read some fics with a female Izuku and found that I really enjoyed them. So this inspiration struck me and here i am. Originally it was going to be fluffy and warm but for some reason it came out as this. So warnings : Physical Abuse, Domestic Abuse, Bulling and all other kind of terrible things. I do not go into detail but some horrible shit is implied. This is starting from a dark place but it will get better.
It was not unusual for shouting to be heard from the Midoriya house, nor was it uncommon for there to be sounds of women crying. The scene would play out with routine, a sad and terrible routine. Hisashi would stumble drunk, angry that his dinner was not hot and waiting. Ignoring that he was 3 hours late or more and gave no notice, he was on his way home. Inko, the mother, would try to send her daughter Izumi to bed, hoping to spare the girl, but it rarely, if ever, did. Inko did everything she could to spare her daughter, begging, pleading, and debasing herself all she could think of.
There had been a house phone once, but after Izumi had tried to call the police earlier, it was swiftly removed from the wall by force and used to teach both women a lesson. Once when Inko had dared to reach out for help, she had made the unfortunate error of talking to a police officer who was friends with her husband; he was the pro hero Fire Breath, after all. The worst nights were when he didn't come home alone, sometimes the pro's Umpire: The baseball hero or Speed Freak, would join him, or he would bring home some groupies he had picked up at the bar and force Inko to watch depraved acts. Izumi did her best to block it out, but a pillow over the head only drowned out so much noise.
Back to the routine, Inko tried to distract Hisashi, but on some nights, it was impossible. He would stumble in, demand food, and strike Inko before ordering his daughter to stand before him. The girl would come to do so, head down, already cowed. He would then start asking questions about school, her rankings, and her quirk. When the answers weren't how amazing school was, ranked number 1, or that she still hadn't manifested her quirk yet. The doctors told her it was there, but she hadn't figured it out yet, not that he allowed her to go to quirk counseling or anything, then they would see the bruises.
Izumi already had a nervous stutter from the abuse, and it only would get worse when she was scared, which was all the time. This would infuriate Hisashi to no end; when she would stutter, he would slap her, which only made the stutter worse, rinse and repeat. Inko would try to interfere only to meet with a slap or vicious punch to the gut. The violence would dissolve to him, indistinctly attacking the two girls as they huddled together, trying to cover the other. When it was over, he would stumble away, and they would retreat to Izumi's room, Inko trying to soothe her daughter while ignoring her pain.
It is said that abusers have a way of sensing abuse victims, they can subconsciously recognize the signs, and it pulls them in. School should have been some reprieve, but it was a different type of hell. The devil that tormented her was Katsuki Bakugo; he was the son of her mother's friend, though Hisashi had made sure to cut all forms of communication, and when Izumi would desperately plead with Bakugo to pass a letter on, he would sneer and loudly proclaim that no way in hell would he accept a love letter from her and destroy the plea for help. Izumi would beg him to pass the note on, telling him it wasn't a love letter, but he would ignore it. Her cowering nature just set him off; factor in her lack of a visible or provable quirk, his overfed ego, and his predator nature, and he would bully her relentlessly.
First, it was because when they were little, she proclaimed that she wanted to be a hero even without a quirk; when her quirk wouldn't manifest, she would stubbornly stand before him while he was crushing pebbles and try to stop him. Then she would snivel and cry all the damn time; it just would grate on his nerves. She would have the audacity to try and compete with him in class but try for the top score. The occasional "love letter" as if he would ever consider being with such a piece of trash, this DEKU. Here her father was in the top 30 heroes, a former sidekick of Endeavor, and he had such a useless thing for a daughter. It disgusted Bakugo to no end, and he made sure to let Izumi know day, after day, after day.
Now a rational thought would be to go to the principal or counselor for help; when Izumi did so, it earned her mother a broken arm. When it did seem like someone was going to step in, they suddenly disappeared; the pro hero Strobe listened and assured Izumi that she would help, only to vanish without a trace. Izumi had lost all hope; she was practically quirkless, beaten down; all she could do I dream, but even those were slipping away. The only dream she would hold on to was a day without a beating.
Her tenth birthday was the day everything changed.
The day she had progressed normally, morning beating, verbal abuse, after-school torment, few hours of tenuous peace at home, door opening, her father walking in. Inko had made a small cake for her daughter's birthday; they had enjoyed it immediately upon her arrival home, quickly hiding all evidence. He arrives loudly, calling directly for Izumi; when she comes down, he throws a notebook at her and a dollar store pack of pens, slurring a Happy Birthday. Izumi thanked her father as if he just bestowed upon her the crown jewels. It is an attempt to mitigate the routine.
Everything erupts when his dinner is not presented to him "Hot" enough; Inko isn't even allowed to bow and ask for forgiveness when he proclaims he will do it himself. His quirk roars to life, lighting part of the kitchen on fire; Izumi runs to grab a fire extinguisher, only for a backhand to collide with her chest, sending her sprawling. Inko uses her quirk to pull the device to her and tries desperately to use it.
"Useless the both of you, all I demand is subservience from those I provide for, and all I get is an abject failure. Imagine the rise in popularity I will get when tragedy befalls the great Fire Breath."
Inko immediately pleads for their daughter's life, offering the pyre. Izumi tries to run past him into the street only to be snatched by her hair and thrown over the kitchen island like a rag doll. Inko cradles Izumi, using her quirk for all its worth, trying to hurl objects at the man who will try and kill them. Hisashi laughs as he bats away the more prominent things and ignores the smaller ones. Looming over them, Izumi sees the green light building in his throat, a telltale precursor to what is about to erupt.
Quietly, desperately she reaches for her quirk; it's inside her, just under the surface. Maybe it was certain death staring at her right in the face, but it is different this time; the slight tingle is replaced by a roar of an animal screaming to be let loose; as the fire erupts from her father's mouth, she flings her hands forward to oppose death.
The fire never touches them; a shield of faint white has formed in front of the terrified girl, the fire wrapping around them but not touching them. The heat is intense; Hisashi stumbles back in shock; Izumi knows it won't last long. She screams from all the pent-up pain, all the pent-up anger, from a pit of rage held so deep she didn't even know it was there. The shield explodes, destroying the house and extinguishing the fire from sheer force. Hisashi was thrown violently from the house, standing in the rubble with her mother at her feet, struggling to stand stood Izumi. The shield pulled back to her, cracked but holding as she stalked forward. She was unthinking about the commotion or the neighbors pulling out cell phones to record while others phoned the police.
"Useless; why can't you just die so you can be useful to me for once, your retched girl? You don't even have the dignity to be pretty so that I could sell you for something useful like a case of scotch." He rose, launching his fire breath at her; the shield was still intact, holding for the moment as the cracks began to increase and spiderweb. It was all the encouragement that Hisashi needed stalking forward, billowing out more flames, driving his daughter to her knees. Inko leaped wildly at him. He snatched her by the throat out of midair, strangling the life out of her. Izumi pushed the shield forward, trying to shape it into a pillar; she succeeded, it momentarily stopped the onslaught of fire, and her mother was dropped to the ground gasping for air. Izumi struggled to her feet, but Hisashi rushed forward with a heavy fist; the shield shattered as Izumi tumbled away. He was on her instantly, his hands around the poor girl's throat; frantically, she clawed at her throat, her mind going hazy.
A pressure was inside of her; it filled up suddenly, like if it didn't release, she would explode. Without out conscience thought, she focused it on her hand. She weakly punched at the man strangling her, the impact was minuscule, but the force that erupted inside her exploded through her writing, breaking her arm, but Hisashi was launched off of her like he had been hit by All-Might himself. As he tumbled into the street, he did not immediately rise.
Pain exploded everywhere for Izumi, her arm, then her head; the last thing she saw was her mother rushing to her, cradling her in her arms before the world went dark.
Hisashi slowly rose to his feet, his eyes finding Inko cradling Izumi, who had blood pouring from her nose and ears, a broken right arm from the punch she had landed on him. His mind was in terrible pain; the ringing in his ears was drowning almost everything else out; it was a sign of an apparent concussion. He stumbled forward, ready to end this. A mighty roar built in his throat a pink gas filled the area; turning, he saw that whore Midnight. "You bitch" he sputtered out as he fell to the ground.
-Midnight-
She had never liked Fire Breath from when she debuted in what we should call an exciting fashion choice to later in life whenever she had the unfortunate opportunity to cross paths with the man. From the unwanted advances to even more unwanted touches, he was on the list of people she would have to consider saving from a burning building. Now she was in front of his destroyed home, him in handcuffs because she came upon the scene of him about to attack a mother and child. A child who had fought the disgusting pro hero but had passed out due to overusing some unknown quirk and suffered a broken arm. As she contained the scene, the family's neighbor to the east came forward with the battle video and said they had heard and witnessed Fire Breath beating his wife and child. Then another bravely came forward, then another, all with video and the same stories. When the pro's Umpire and Speed Freak, a little girl pulled Midnight down to a knee to whisper how she had often seen those two over at her neighbor's house.
Discretely she called President Mic and Eraser Head requesting immediate backup; when questioned, she responded with code 45. "Questionable backup present, unsafe." The two friends from school reacted immediately with an eta. Midnight had to play the stalling game until others arrived, when she radioed code 54, "Questionable Police present, need outside assistance." More calls ran over secure channels. Soon the local officers were met with Detectives from the hero division as Eraser Head arrived. She pulled her friend to the side and explained what she had learned from the neighbors and that Umpire seemed a little too keen on escorting the mother and daughter to the hospital for her taste and Speed Freak wanting to handle Fire Breath. Midnight she was smoothly stepping in for the scared mother offering to ride with her to the hospital, being a woman. Inko quickly agreed to choose the possible devil she didn't know for the one she did.
Eraser Head convinced Speed Freak that it would be best for them to escort Fire Breath to a different hospital so finer doctors could look him over. Speed tried to make futile arguments, but the underground hero quickly shut him down.
The ambulance ride was quiet; when Inko went to talk, Midnight just put her finger up to signal that she was not there. They arrived quickly at the emergency room, and Izumi was rushed into treatment; Midnight escorted the mother to a private room before she turned to the shaking greenette. "Is your husband abusing you?"
Inko knew that tonight Hisashi had intended to kill the two of them, that if she were to return to him, he would follow through. So many times, she had put her trust in other authority figures to be hurt, but it was now or never. Hisashi would recover quicker than Izumi due to his status as a pro hero; at that point, he would be here taking Izumi to god only know where to do who knows what. Inko couldn't abandon her daughter in some attempt to save herself.
"He is abusing me and my daughter," her eyes welled with tears pleading to the heroine to save them. "Please, you have to help us; he will try and take her. Izumi's quirk manifested when he tried to kill us tonight, which is why we are alive." Inko lifted her shirt to show the bruises, burns, cuts, and scars. "We tried to get help, but he is so well connected. Please, Ms. Midnight, if you don't do something, we are as good as dead."
Fire Breath was in the top 30; this would be difficult; she needed help. Midnight thought about leaving the room to call, but she knew the mother was anxious, thinking Midnight might betray them. Others had. Instead, she pulled out her phone and called the most intelligent person and the most excellent doctor she knew.
Nezu's chipper voice answered; Midnight put the phone on speaker so there would be no secrets for Inko. She laid out the situation, the video the neighbors had taken, what they had heard on the video, their statement of abuse, the mother's statement of abuse, and the attempted murder. Inko didn't understand who was on the other side of the phone, but she heard an animalist growl as the person gave orders.
"Sent all the videos to the servers at the school, take as many photos of the wounds on Mrs. Midoriya and her daughter, record her testimony and send it all to the school servers immediately. Snipe and Ectoplasm will interview the neighbors and do the same. When a member of the Hero Commission arrives, and I expect that to be in the next 5-10 minutes, DO NOT go anywhere with them. Mrs. Midoriya, do not exit the room with them. Please do not take anything from them. Please do not allow them into the room with your daughter. Midnight I don't care if you have to gas the hospital. Do not let them into that room. I OMW now with Vlad King."
Inko was wide-eyed as the conversation ended. "Who was that?"
Midnight he looked to Inko. "That was Nezu, the Principal of U.A., and he is pissed. Let me call one more person, and we can take the photos and your testimony."
The second call was short. An older woman's voice sprang to life from the other side, "Nezu just informed me, honey, I am on my way. I called a friend there. She is going to take over the daughter's case. Do what you need to do."
Midnight then had to ask Inko to disrobe so she could photograph the visible wounds, Inko was uncomfortable with it, but if this were finally a chance for her and Izumi to escape, she would have to do it. Sure enough, a duo from the Hero Commission arrived no sooner than they had finished, and they were standing out in front of her daughter's room, waiting to see her. They immediately tried to pull Inko aside to talk with her, but Inko refused. They offered coffee, and Inko said she was too nervous to drink anything. When they offered to wait with her, she politely declined, saying that she would prefer the company of Midnight as the two of them had met a hero gala and had gotten on rather well. When the commission officers said they would wait in the waiting area and left, Midnight looked to the woman whose shoulders visibly sank once they had left.
"That was very impressive, Inko." Midnight said.
"If I don't do all I can, he will finish the job; please, Midnight, don't make me a fool for trusting you," Inko responded, wringing her hands.
"Nemuri," Midnight said. "My name is Nemuri; you should know that since we hit it off at a gala. Inko, I promise you that even if I must gas this hospital, I will save you and Izumi."
"Save her; if it comes down to it, save my daughter."
"If, for some reason, it comes down to that, you saver her cause I am going down swinging to get you two out of this." Midnight extended her hand to the Inko, who slowly took it. They sat silently until the doctor retrieved them to review the child's injuries.
Midnight fought back the tears as the doctor detailed the injuries the young girl had suffered, not only tonight but the history of abuse road mapped upon the young girl's body. The list of burns, scars, cracked ribs, and history of concussions was extensive and heartbreaking. The girl was undernourished, as was Inko. Her arm had been broken from the fight; there was some bleeding in the brain's Parietal lobe due to her quirk usage. There shouldn't be any permanent brain damage, but his kind of repeated brain trauma, on top of years of other head trauma, was perilous and needed to be addressed.
An older woman with a cane entered, introducing herself as Recovery Girl, and immediately grabbed the chart and began to read, her knuckles turning white as she visibly angered. With permission from Inko, she examined the girl.
"I can speed up her healing that would make her sleep for a while; we must get her statement to help get the order of protection for her and you."
Inko nodded, "Then wake her up, please; I understand that time is of the essence."
They placed some smelling salts under the girl's nose, and immediately she tried to bolt upright; Midnight and Inko held her down, calming her, and quickly her mother explained the situation. Izumi could process that they were temporarily safe and that this was their only chance of truly being safe. Midnight recorded her testimony of the abuse and what had happened tonight, particularly the circumstances that led to Izumi awakening her quirk and all she could remember. When asked about the burns, she tried to deflect; Inko took her daughter's hand.
"Honey, this is our chance to end all the abuse; they can and will do things not like that filth-ridden school. Please, baby, don't hold back."
Through tears, Izumi gave details of the daily abuse she would suffer at school, how she had tried to go to the Principal and Counselor for help, and how her father had broken Inko's arm in the attempt. She had, by chance, encountered the heroine Strobe, and she had disappeared. She looked to Midnight and Recovery Girl and began to beg and plead for them to save her; she just wanted a day without being beaten. Give her one day, and she could die happy; she just needed one day. Inko broke hearing these words from her daughter, and soon they were both a crying mess. She was holding each other. Midnight fought back the tears, soon replacing them with furious anger and an almost divine fury; Recovery Girl was all fury. She stepped back and pulled out her phone.
"Toshi, I don't care what you are doing, I don't care where you are; I am calling in some of all the debt you owe me. Get to Musutafu General and get here yesterday." Not waiting for a response, she hung up the phone. Not only has this disgusting excuse for a human being wormed his way into the top 30, but he has also broken his daughter to the point that if she lived one day without being beaten, she would die happy. To hope for simply one day, what has this monster done? If Nezu doesn't handle this, then I will work for sure. The pro heroine thought.
Recovery Girl then gently kissed Izumi on the head, and the girl drifted off to sleep as her body began to heal rapidly, looking to Inko, "Your turn now, deary." Inko just nodded and stepped behind the curtain to be examined. Inko had just finished getting dressed when a knock at the door made her jump; Umpire was there and wanted to "check" on them.
Inko shook in fear, but Midnight touched her shoulder gently. "It's okay, Inko. I will handle this."
Midnight stepped into the hall, "What are you doing here?" spat Umpire.
"I am here to protect Inko and Izumi Midoriya; we have already received their testimony and that of their neighbors. Interestingly, you and Speed Freak came up in all the testimonies we heard tonight." Midnight said as her hand rested on her whip handle. She saw Umpire's hand on his bat.
"I don't know what you are talking about, now get out of my way. I want to check on my friend's wife and daughter."
"They do not wish to be disturbed, so I suggest you leave."
"Little girl, you are playing with something you do not know. Now if you turn and walk away, I will let it slide."
"Now, the day I take threats from a two-bit thug like you is the day I hang up the whip for good, you poor excuse for a piss ant."
"Listen Bitch, either step aside, or the next thing you will be serving is my dick with your body."
"Maybe you don't get it, Umpire; I would rather see the whole race die before I let you anywhere near me. If you want to force this issue, I will show why I am in the top 20, and you can't even sniff 100."
Umpire went to draw his bat when a knife was suddenly at his throat; Midnight's lips curling into a sneer, he felt another blade at his crotch. "Now, if the next thing you do is not to leave here and not come back, you will be singing soprano for the rest of your miserable life. Now node your head like a good bitch if you understand."
Umpire nodded as sweat ran down his face. "Now good bitch, begone."
Umpire fled; Midnight put the hidden blades away once more and calmed herself. It wasn't a side of herself that she released unleashing, but it emerged every once in a while. It was evident that Umpire was involved with the commission, probably as a lackey to Fire Breath. He thought he was the big fish when he was just a tiny fish catching a ride. He only hoped that Eraser Head was having better luck.
-Eraser Head-
"Now it's ok, Speed Freak, just write everything down, and I will make sure the judge knows how much help you were."
"THANK YOU, ERASER HEAD," Speed Freak managed between choked sobs.
"Here you go. Now start writing."
*Authors notes*
So I will say this will probally be updated infrequently but all my stuff is anyway. Either way I hope you enjoyed this and thank you for taking the time to read it.
