Hey! Hello there! This is my new fic and a first for this fandom! I tweaked a lot of my story from the original so please have fun! There is a witch au and genderbend wherein Izuku here is a witch, just warning so as not to shock you. So if you have no problems with that then please read and have fun!

-xoxo Halloween G.

Prologue

The darkness blanketed her, embraced her, choked her. It was painful. She couldn't exactly point out the exact location of the pain. She hurt everywhere. All parts of her petite little body ached, screamed in pain until she went numb. Now, she wondered if she was numb from the pain or from the coldness of the storm, the night or of being alone?

She heard the sloppy wet sounds of shoes hitting the puddled ground. It was gradually becoming louder as if it neared her— as if it was for her, but she knew it wasn't.

The alley she secluded herself in—scratch that, where she was dumped in—was very far from the main street. It was abandoned. Not a single soul would happen to be there. Not a single soul except for hers.

Oh! Maybe some idiot lost their way.

She smiled bitterly. She was going to die in some dark pit without ever reaching the things she dreamed, without anyone knowing what had happened to her and without knowing what it was like to not be alone.

"This… is it… huh? Mmm… Goodbye… my pitiful self." She croaked and closed her eyes. That was it. There were a lot of things she regretted but she swore that when she was reborn, she'd do all the things she wasn't able to do.

This is enough… right?

As if. Please. Save me.

A faint wish. A silent wish her heart had made as a tear, she promised never to shed anymore, escaped from the confines of her tightly shut eyes and told the story of how her heart had ached so painfully.

"Is someone over there?"

Izuku Midoriya, born an outcast to society and mankind altogether, found out she was fundamentally different to the people around her when her powers first manifested and ended taking the life of her playmate.

She didn't know from whom it came from since her parents have already died before she could even open her eyes. She was taken under the wings of a certain black-haired woman, with dark greenish tints—a woman known by the name Inko Midoriya.

The woman was warm, kind and motherly. She treated Izuku like her own child and eventually managed to mellow the frozen and stonehearted young Izuku.

Growing up, Izuku struggled to keep her growing powers at bay and hidden from the prying eyes of society. She desperately struggled to fit in with the humans but, like they say, even the best falls down sometimes.

She was out with her schoolmates, one afternoon, who called her out to the back of their school saying they had something to discuss with her. She stood in the center as they surrounded her, like a group of predator to a prey.

They said something about her seducing someone which she did not really understand all too well as she stayed still on her spot, listening to them ramble on and on. It shook her when a hand came connecting with her cheeks in a very painful and loud slap that had the area stinging, throbbing and hot from the impact.

"How dare you put your dirty claws around senpai? If you've got no one who'd want to stick it in you then don't target and dirty senpai, you slut!" the girl, who slapped Izuku, screamed angrily.

Izuku froze. She did not understand what just happened. She did not understand why she was angry. She did not know what the girl was claiming. She did not know anything at all—who this senpai was, what she did to this unnamed senpai, or why'd they call her a slut—as tears started to sting the back of her eyelids.

"Did you hear me you slut?! From now on, stay away from senpai or else you'll get something worse than this!" and with that, they turned on their heels and stomped away. "How'd your mother even raise you?"

"Maybe the mother's also a slut?" a girl, from her circle of friends, said and they all laughed cheekily as they shot her one derisive look. "No surprise there then?"

And everything just blacked out for Izuku. The moment she regained her consciousness, the girls were sprawled out in front of her… bloody and lifeless. She watched in horror and wondered what happened as she brought her hands up to her mouth in a poor attempt to stop herself from gagging. Yet, she regretted having done so as she saw the blood that dripped from her hands.

She did all of this—the blood that pooled around her, that bathed the students who ganged up on her, and stained her shaking hands—she'd killed them.

She scrambled up and emptied everything she ate that lunch into the ground. It was horrible. The stench of death filled her nostrils up to the back of her throat that caused her to retch even more. When there was nothing she could throw up anymore, she wiped her mouth with her uniform's sleeve and limped forward to get away from the horrid scene she caused.

She wasn't in her right mind to clean up the corpses and so it caused a huge uproar in the school the next day. She decided to attend class despite very much not wanting to, since she did not want to be suspected of anything. But as she was a silent person who kept to herself most of the time, they didn't notice how she'd purse her lips so tight, it'd almost go white, whenever the incident was mentioned.

She thought she'd be able to make it through this if she just kept silent, but alas she involuntarily jerked when a hand landed on her shoulders and she gave a loud shriek of fright.

"I… I'm sorry. You… You scared me." She whispered quietly and looked away. She could not bear looking at anyone's eyes as of the moment for fear of them seeing the guilt in her eyes and it giving her away or them having known it was her doing and seeing the disdain in their eyes.

"I'm sorry too, Midoriya-san. You must've been scared with the recent incident. Everyone is too and I didn't mean to scare you. It's just that, Yagi-sensei asked for you." The classmate, who sat close to me, Uraraka-san, said in a very worried voice.

"Tha-Thank you, Uraraka-san." Izuku said with a half-assed smile and nodded briefly before excusing herself and making her way towards the said teacher's office.

Upon arriving and knocking as softly as she could, she was greeted by a somber expression on her teacher's face who sat on a couch across an empty chair, which she thinks is for her, with two hot teas. She gulped inaudibly before she willed her softening legs to step forward to her seat.

She gently placed herself down and intertwined her fingers. She had a vague idea why she was called here but still, a lot of reasons swam inside her head as she audibly muttered to herself different possible reasons why her presence was asked.

"Midoriya, my girl, I saw what you did." The dark and low voice of her teacher broke through her muttering and she froze on her place, her face drained with color, before she raised her gaze to watch the expression on her teacher's face show disappointment.

"You were a good student and I know you are. But I just need to know, do you 'know' what happened?"

Izuku clenched her tightly grasped hands together and started to defend herself and narrated to her most trusted teacher how she blacked out and only woke up to the blood and the dead bodies of the girls.

He knew that she was different. He knew she wasn't normal. He knew she harbored that deep, unfathomable, ginormous energy bottled inside her petite little body as she trembled like a leaf on her seat. And he also knew that her control was slowly slipping away.

She was kind, he knew that much. She was a good kid and he had only one hypothesis in his mind to explain the annihilation he witnessed—the crazed and bone-chilling laugh that slipped through the very same lips that trembled under his stern gaze. She cannot hide her power anymore and the more she keeps trying to keep it bottled in, the more it'll drive her crazy.

"Midoriya, I'm sorry, but I'll have to ask you to drop out of school." Was the only thing he said as he watched the look on his favorite student's face morph into betrayal. Suddenly being dropped a bomb such as that, well one could only imagine how much of a shock it was to her. He knew he made her feel betrayed, now when she needed him most.

She hung her head, her curly fringes covering most of her face but not the streak of tears that streamed down as she whispered an almost inaudible "I understand."

This broke Yagi's heart but he had no choice. He had to protect the school's populace especially Izuku. Sooner or later, they would not be able to hide the truth anymore and the idea of not being able to protect Izuku scared him beyond belief.

"You're dismissed." He stated coldly and Izuku stood up, almost lifelessly. She was not trembling anymore, instead, she looked empty. Before Izuku could completely walk out of the door, Yagi's last words brought rains of tears on her eyes as she heard him say "I'll see you at the station tomorrow."

It was all Yagi could do. He loved Izuku like his own daughter and he wanted to protect her so he plans to get her as far away from the people as possible. Only by that way, will he be able to ensure Izuku's safety.

And so, Midoriya Izuku never went back to school after that day as she vanished without breathing a single word to anyone.