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Before you begin reading, this is an AU, (alternative universe), type story. Though, not much is gonna be different aside from the main character, Izuku Midoriya. He will be an antihero and his whole character is gonna be rewritten to fit the, well, the role. So if you're a fan of out of character characters, then this story is gonna be for you. If not, well I'm hoping this story is still okay for you.

Well, what are you waiting for? Start reading!

Everything started out okay, everything until this very moment in young Izuku Midoriya's life. Seeing his mother lifeless on the floor, a man with a bloodied knife over her, staring into Izuku with his cold murderous eyes. As he continued to stare, the man in front of him couldn't help but to give young Midoriya a menacing, stretched out smile. A smile that sent shivers down the 10 year old's spine.

"M-Mom?" Still in shock, the young boy couldn't believe what he just witnessed. His first instinct was to go by his mother's side, help her. But in the end, he knew his life would be over just as quickly with the mysterious villain hounding over her, aost protecting his prey. "What did you do?"

"Oh, I see that momma had a little cub." The man, all in black clothing, with a mask that only let his red murderous eyes appear, walked, slowly to the boy, with knife in hand.

"What did you!?" Izuku stepped back, holding back the tears he wanted to shed so bad. "WHY DID YOU COME HERE AND KILL MY MOM!?"

"You know, I was out hunting," the villain began his story. "Just wanting some prey, and I happen to stumble upon this den of yours." He continued. "Momma bear over there didn't like my intruding. So, I killed her."

Izuku froze in place. He tried saying something but nothing could come out. It wasn't the man's quirk, it was just the fear taking over Midoriya.

"She started throwing things at me, using her tele-whatever-the-hell you call it, though her efforts were futile however," he smirked, moving the knife he had to his face as he licked some of the blood. "She is delicious. I wonder how delicious her little one is."

Izuku trembled in fear. As he continued to step back, he had finally made it to the end where his back hit the wall. He looked at the man and at his mother. All he could think of his help her. And suddenly, his fear grew into anger.

The man could see it in the young boy. His emotions had suddenly shifted. And to his surprise, the boy charged at him, yelling at the top of his lungs. "What the-"

It happened so suddenly. Izuku, with all his might, charged. Catching the villain by surprise, the boy landed a strong spear, knocking the man to the floor.

The knife in his hand no more, Izuku quickly picked it up. All the fear, the anger, turned violent.

"You little piece of shit, you don't have the ball-" Another surprise, and it came with Izuku stabbing the man without hesitation, without remorse.

"YOU KILLED MY MOTHER!" Hit after hit, thrust after thrust, the boy continuously stabbed.

With each stab, the man couldn't help but smile. Though he knew he would die, he knew he had corrupted someone, another victim before he died. "Y-Yes boy… this is your origin… story… haha."

Suddenly the door to his house slammed open. "I am here!" All Might, the most respected and decorated hero of the century, crashed through.

The horror in his face as he saw the young boy, repeatedly stabbing the man. "YOU KILLED MY MOTHER!" With the tears he had been holding back for some time, had finally shed out.

All Might quickly took the boy off, throwing the knife, holding the boy to his chest. "HE KILLED MY MOM!" He still hollered. "He… he killed my mom…" He quieted down.

All Might can see everything. The woman with long hair, fairly skinny, on the floor with blood, dead. And the man who caused everything, on the floor, multiple stab wounds, dead. There was nothing else he could do.

Everything was silent but the wails of young Midoriya.

"I… I am sorry. I should've been here faster… I'm sorry my boy."

The police finally arrived. They saw All Might, the man who always smiled, with only a sad and broken face. Midoriya, in his hands, who still cried for his mother. And with that, they knew what awaited for them inside was a horror show.

The police quickly locked down the house, placing the DNC tape over the house.

The detective jotted everything All Might had told him.

Izuku was in the back of a patrol car, looking at his house from the outside. He had finally stopped crying, only because he had no more to cry about.

The door to his side opened but he didn't flinch or be bothered. He only stared at his house.

"Izuku Midoriya, that is your name correct?" All Might came to him. Not even the hero he admired the most could've stopped this.

Izuku sat in silence.

"I'm sorry," All Might continued to apologize. "I am so sorry this happened. I should've arrived sooner." All Might wiped a tear. "I know what you did was purely self defense. The detectives here just want to know if there is someone he can contact for you."

No bulge.

All Might sighed. He closed the door, and went back to the detective. "Anything?"

"I'm sorry detective, the boy has been through something so horrifying, words can't express what's going through his mind." They looked in the direction of the boy.

"Well, we got information that his father is out at Sea and won't be able to come back home for some time." The detective revealed.

"I see," All Might sighed once more. "Who will he be with?"

"Well, he'll probably be in the system until his father comes back." He answered.

"Let me take him in," All Might couldn't bear the thought of the young boy, who killed someone, who lost someone, be in the system. "It's the least I could do until his father arrives."

"Are you sure? He'll probably be in the system for about a-"

"I'm sure."

…

Days pass by, a funeral was set for Inko Midoriya.

All Might was still his guardian for the time being.

It was only him and All Might, in the rain as the men hoisted her casket down the grave.

This was the last time Izuku would forever see his mother.

Everybody had left but him and All Might, holding an umbrella. Her gravestone was placed. Inko Midoriya, loving mother and wife, 1979-2012.

"All Might." After many days spent in silence, Izuku had finally spoke.

"Yes my boy?" He spoke lowly.

"Why did this happen?" The young boy asked.

"Young Izuku," All Might had trouble finding the right words. He wanted to reassure the boy, tell him what he wanted to hear, but he was taken back by those words. "I… I don't know. Bad things happen, and unfortunately, this is one of those…"

"I see." They continued to look at her gravestone, at her gravesite, while the rain continued to pour on them. "I told her how badly I wanted to be a hero, you know?"

"Did you now?"

"Yes," Izuku began. You can hear the anguish in his voice. "But unfortunately, I was born without a quirk."

"I did not know that." All Might intently listened.

"Yeah," the rain masked the tears that strolled down Izuku. "I saw the slight disappointment in her face and how she began to treat me differently for it. I still don't know why, maybe that was her way of coping, I guess."

"…"

"Now that she's gone, I'll never know now what was going through her mind." Izuku sniffled.

"I'm sure she loved you with all she could, regardless if you had a quirk or not, Young Midoriya." All Might spoke now.

"…" Izuku had thought about it. He had thought about everything up until that point, up until that night. He and his mother. It was just the two of them. His father mostly spent most of the time in his work, never really any time with them.

"I do have to ask," All Might changed the subject now. "But you are in no way obligated to answer me-"

"Why did I kill him?" That was a question he still asked himself, ever since that day. "I was afraid, I thought I was going to die, weird, I'm only ten and the only things for a kid my age to be thinking about should be, did I do my homework? Or what's for supper?" Izuku is still trying the find the answer in his thoughts. "My fear turned to anger, and I guess I acted upon that instinct…"

"You know for a ten year old, your mannerisms and the way you speak tell me otherwise." All Might was surprised to hear the boy's well thought out answer.

"I am quirkless," Izuku answered. "I thought maybe, expanding my knowledge, absorbing any knowledge I can use to help me."

"I see," All Might was amazed at the boy. He knew even without having a quirk in a world where quirks are everywhere, that the boy could still use his intellect. "I guess that settles it."

"Settles what?" Izuku was slightly confused at what All Might had meant by that.

"Young Izuku, I, All Might will help you," All Might vowed. "To teach you how to properly act on your instinct, to make you become the physical pillar of what humanity stands for." He continue to say. "Know this however, that in due time, it will be your chance to carry out the symbol of peace!"

5 years later…

Everything was changing fast.

Tokyo, Musutafu, all the whole world was changing.

It was a sunny day, and now a teenage Izuku Midoriya was at his peak.

The 15 year old boy, sprinted about in the city, parkouring as he did. Carefully avoiding hitting anyone, doing his daily routine of his workout, he had finally came to a stop in front of a beach, where All Might, Toshinori Yagi, his real name and form, had awaited the boy.

It took time for Toshinori to finally open up to Izuku, telling him who he really was and about his quirk. He knew he couldn't keep the All Might façade for much longer.

"Time!"

"Phew!" Izuku panted, taking in deep breaths as he did.

"New record." Toshinori time stamped him.

"What's the time now?" Izuku wiped the sweat on his face, taking a sip of his water bottle.

"11 minutes, 14 seconds," Toshinori told him. "Not bad for someone without a quirk."

"I'm getting better each day, thanks to you." Izuku thanked him.

"Oh, well it's not much," Toshinori looked at the time. "Oh, look at the time, you're going to be late for school."

"All right, I'm going to change into my school uniform in the bathroom, will be out in a minute." And with that Izuku ran off with his book bag that he told Toshinori to bring with.

He quickly changed and the two of them began walking Izuku's Junior High School.

"So Izuku, have you decided where you wanted to go?" The two conversed as they walked the streets.

"Yes," Izuku had one school in mind. "I want to go to UA."

"UA? That's not bad, you know they offered me a job there, as a teacher." The two walked the street as the light quickly changed.

"Are you going to?" Izuku asked. This was the first he's hearing from Toshinori of this.

"I have considered it," the thought of becoming a teacher didn't occur to Toshinori of course. "But, if you make the commitment of going, I would certainly like to go."

"People only know you as All Might, are you sure you'll be able to hold up your other form for that long?" Izuku knows everything about the current state of Toshinori and All Might, after all, he had been taken care of by him.

"I'll manage," the two continued. Not long now before they made it to the school. "You know Izuku, my offer still stands."

The offer of becoming the new host for One For All, the quirk that had been passed down by mentor to student.

"I'm still unsure of it," Izuku had been quirkless all his life. The thought of suddenly having a quirk, a power, while it might him think of endless things to do, was still quite unsure. "To suddenly become the bearer of One For All, I just don't know."

"I understand," Toshinori understood Izuku, how he felt about it. He was the same way a long time before when he was the disciple as well. "I know everything has been changing, for better or for worse, and I know that becoming the bearer of One For All would be, a little scary at first."

"I know you've been preparing me for this for the last couple of years," Izuku recollected the 5 years he and All Might spent. "Training me, taking up multiple martial arts class, building me up mentally and physically, and I've appreciated everything you've done for me."

They finally arrived at his school.

"Well, we can continue this talk back at the apartment, young Izuku."

"I'll see you later then."

They said their goodbyes.

The first bell rang and everything was going smoothly throughout the day.

The final hour of school approached.

Everyone in his class was riled up. This was the last month of school, people picking what school they want to go to next year.

Izuku was meddling with some gadgets that he had been building in the back of class. He had been spending time on using a lot of resources for many projects he had been working on.

This new gadget, was a one of a kind watch. A super computer in the palm of his hands, and now on his wrist. Being quirkless had almost given him the gift of intelligence, having a knack for building various things over the years.

"Yes… yes…" Izuku whispered in success.

"What are you doing there, Deku?" An annoying voice approached him. He looked up and saw Bakugo.

Bakugo Katsuki. Childhood friend of Izuku since they were kids. Well, not exactly friends. Since kindergarten, Bakugo had tortured and belittled Izuku in every way possible. Growing up, Izuku had nothing but profound respect and admiration for Bakugo, even if it was one sided to say the least.

After Izuku's mother had passed, Izuku became more isolated than ever before, finally realizing the admiration and respect for Bakugo was nothing but a waste of time for Izuku.

"What do you want Bakugo?" Izuku annoyingly asked. The teenage boy usually only came back here to belittle everything that was Izuku.

Bakugo didn't like his tone. Immediately took the watch from Izuku.

"What the hell!?" Izuku, now anger in his tone. "Give me back the watch Bakugo!"

"Aw, what are you gonna do?" Bakugo smirked, enjoying the teasing session on Izuku. He held back the boy with one hand while the other toyed with his gadget.

"You jerk!" Izuku flailed around his arms, trying to get back what was taken from him.

"What if I did…" And suddenly, using his quirk of making mini explosions with his sweat glands, Bakugo had destroyed the gadget right in front of Izuku and other students who watched. "Hahaha!"

"Why the hell did you do that!?" Izuku couldn't believe the man did that. What he's been working so hard over the last couple of days to get it to function.

"Because I fucking can, you quirkless piece of-"

"That's enough Bakugo!" Their teacher, who had been trying to grade some paperwork for some time now, had seen the actions that Bakugo had done.

"Tch." Bakugo simply walked away from Izuku, returning to his desk.

"I understand that everyone is a bit riled up, especially now that the final days are coming." He stood up, walking to the front of the board while holding a sheet of paper.

Izuku was trying to pick up all the debris that Bakugo had left. He looked to his direction, with a big ole grin on Bakugo's face as he admired the work he had left Izuku. "Asshole." Izuku whispered to himself.

"I see that there are actually only 2 students who have applied to UA, the best hero in training academy to date," the teacher had read off the sheet of paper. "It looks like it's Bakugo Katsuki."

"Oh wow." "He does have an amazing quirk." "He wants to go to UA, huh?" So many students said at the exact same time.

"Hell yeah I want to," Bakugo smirked. He wanted to be the first person from the school to ever go to UA. "I am the best."

"And it looks like… huh, this must be a mistake." The teacher fixed his glasses as he read the name.

"Who is it?" Bakugo wanted to know the name of the other applicant.

"Huh, Izuku Midoriya."

Everyone turned to look at the green haired teenager. All their faces made Izuku somewhat uncomfortable.

"Really?" "Can someone with no quirk really into UA?" "Why even bother?" Unlike Bakugo who everyone praised, no one said anything nice about Izuku.

Izuku figured much, but didn't seem bothered by it all. He turned and saw that Bakugo was now giving him a dirty face, irritated that the boy with no quirk had also given an application to UA.

The last bell rang and everyone headed home.

As Izuku walked, he had noticed that he was being followed by Bakugo. He figured much, considering the mean mugged look he had after the reveal.

Izuku had turned and made it to a dead end. Though he knew that it was. That was the plan.

Bakugo walked up to him as Izuke turned to face him. He suddenly grabbed Izuku by the neck collar. "Listen here, Deku, I am going to be the first person from this place to go to UA, so I want you to rescind your application."

"Not gonna happen." Izuku muttered. He could care less what Bakugo wanted him to do.

"Oh really?" He didn't like the answer. Suddenly, Izuku smirked, which pissed off Bakugo even more. "Listen here you-"

Izuku quickly brought his arms up, in between Bakugo's, suddenly breaking free from his grasp, catching Bakugo off guard.

Next thing you know it, Bakugo was on the floor, not knowing how the green haired teenager quickly turned the tables. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" He struggled but realized he couldn't move. Izuku had him where he wanted him. Faced down on the floor, hands behind his back as he easily restraint the hot headed blonde.

"You know Bakugo, I always admired you, respected you."

"GET THE FUCK OFF!"

"Listen here," Izuku got close to his ear, making sure the boy listened to what he had to say. "For the last couple of years, I was able to handle whatever you threw at me, shrugging every little tease to jokes you had, all the pranks you did."

"But that stops now," Izuku continued, almost threateningly, a side Bakugo had never once seen until now. "I will not rescind my application, and I sure as hell won't take your shit any longer."

"I'M GONNA FUCKING BLOW YOU UP!" As Bakugo tried using his quirk, he had realized the position his hands were in: Izuku had faced them towards him. No matter how hard he tried moving his hand, he knew if he used his quirk, he'd blown himself up rather.

"Now be a good boy and stay on the floor where you belong." And with that Izuku got off his body.

Bakugo quickly got up, ready to blast Izuku when he realized that the boy had vanished. "What the fuck!?" He couldn't believe it. They were at a dead end and somehow, the boy escaped so quickly, almost Ninja like.

"Where'd the fuck he go?"

Izuku, using a grappling hook, one of the gadgets he had invented, was now at the top of the building, watching as Bakugo endlessly try to find him.

"FUCK YOU DEKU!"

Izuku smirked. And with that, Izuku continued to make his way back home.

Author's Note: Well, I hope you guys enjoy the first chapter!

I also want to note that I'm the most inconsistent when it comes to updating, especially when Writer's Block comes and hits me randomly. I'll try to update as soon as possible.

Also, I wanted to note that I kinda wanted this to sound almost like a comic book, (im a nerd when it comes to comics). But like I said, it's a different approach to Izuku Midoriya, and one I'm hoping I see through til the end.

Until next time!