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•~Journey to the road of Evil~•
He couldn't believe it.. after all that training. All that hard work, he still couldn't handle one for all. deku was broken, tired and upset. He felt like he went throw all this trouble for absolutely nothing! Right when he was supposed to inherit all mights quirk.. his body refused it. Refused greatness, and it left him weakened and forever prone to dying at a young age. He couldn't accept it, couldn't accept that he'd die young— couldn't accept that he has no chance of getting into UA high.
Inko noticed her son's distress and tried her best to help. She really did but nothing seemed to lift his mood..she started feeling like this was partially her fault because she didn't know what was wrong with her son or why he refuses to eat, sleep or even talk to her..she felt useless. Deku just seemed to lock himself up more and more the harder his mother tried to help him and to be honest— inko was spiralling as well. She felt like the world's most unaccomplished mother, like she didn't deserve a kid in the first place.
This led inko to do something she never thought of in years... Deku came out of his room for the first time that week to check on his mom. He knew she was hurting and he was starting to feel bad but right as he entered her room, he stopped dead in his tracks. Eyes widened, sweat beading on his forehead, body trembling "m-mom..? Hey are you uh..okay? Mom!" He ran over to inko's bed side where she sat on the floor, foaming at the mouth with a several bottles of medication next to her. Deku tried to shake her but his mouth hung open as he felt how cold she was.. too cold for a living person.
That was it, the last straw. This is what led deku to spiral into a fit of madness and rage. He was angry, angry at himself for not realizing his mother was suffering more than he was and angry at all might for making him think he could achieve his dreams.. his foolish fucking dreams of enrolling into UA. A funeral was never held. They had no one else but themselves. Mitsuki heard about what happened and took deku in, inko was a great friend to her and she felt obligated to care for deku after her death. Though.. deku didn't think that way- every day in that house was torture. Mitsuki and her husband could never agree on anything and on top of that, bakugo took it upon himself to remind deku of his mother's death at every twist and turn. he wanted to die. He hated this place
Three years later..
“where's the ashy freak?” izuku asked, polishing a knife with an almost dead gaze “who, shigaraki? He went out” “out? For what..?” muttered, finally looking up “said he wanted fresh air” “oh.” Silence fell into place in the room. Dabi was stitching up his skin so it wouldn't fall apart. Toga- no one knew where toga was. She had a knack for disappearing at odd hours or days in general.
Oh right! Let me give you the run down of what happened over the years. Two years after deku had moved into the bakugo residence, katsuki parents divorced and he blamed deku for it. Katsuki didn't miss a chance to rub it in deku's face that he got into UA and deku didn't.. it hurt. It hurt seeing the boy deku once looked up to make fun of him for being quirkless and weaker than ever. On a particular quiet night, deku had a fight with katsuki about his parents divorce, again. But this time.. deku blamed him for the divorce, blamed him for not appreciating his parents and katsuki snapped. That night, he beat deku till he was bloodied and needed to go to the hospital. Any later and he probably would've died.. worst part? Bakugo only went to jail for two months then got released on bail. Deku now walked with a noticable limb in his right leg from where bakugo had fractured it.
“Yo broccoli head” twice called out, deku didn't look up though and only let out a soft 'hm' “where did you get that limp? Since we're partners now or whatever- we at least have the right to know a little bit about you right?” he grinned though deku shot him the nastest glare known to man “it doesn't concern the likes of you” he grumbled out “come on, we anit gonna laugh at you for it!” twice persisted then smiled wider when he heard deku let out a long sigh “a friend did it because he couldn't handle the truth” “a friend huh? That's..brutal” dabi glanced up and smirked “sounds interesting..go on, we're all ears” deku's eye twitches slightly. If there was one thing he hated, it was people asking about his limp “thats all you need to know” “oh come on! You can't just drop a bomb like that then expect us not to be curious” dabi whined, flopping back onto the couch “coke dabs, he's clearly not comfortable with it-” twice murmured, but dabi only scoffed in response “You think I care about if he's comfortable or no-” Dabi felt a sting on his cheek, he quickly sat up and touched his face, blood covered his fingers. He looked behind him and saw a knife lodged into the wall “what the fuck dude!?” “oops..my hand slipped~” deku shrugged simply. Twice snickered at dabi's obvious hatred for the greenette “woah, that was cool. I never saw someone throw a knife like that” he grinned “yeah, ya missed too” dabi said threw gritted teeth “that was on purpose..I don't wanna get in trouble for your death” “Say that again you fucking brussel sprout!” dabi yelled, getting up and walking over to deku, flames burning
“what are you hooligans up to?” tomura asked as he stepped out of kurogiri's portal (that's his name right? I Lowkey forgot) dabi reluctantly withdrew his hand and glared at shigaraki “about damn time you came. Why did you let this freak of nature join us again?” he sneered, glaring at a smirking deku “because, he has connections in UA” “so what? We could've just used kurogiri and break in ourselves why do we have to rely on this green headed bastard?” dabi asked, crossing his arms “i take offense to that” deku snarled, shooting daggers at dabi's back “he has his own plans..and need us as much as we need him” “whatever, im going out”
Six days later..
Chaos.. everything was utter chaos! Teachers and students were running around, shigaraki and aizawa were fighting and destroying property in the process while deku.. oh he was looking for a specific someone. “found you~” deku smirked as he found bakugo huddled in a corner, bleeding from his left arm and about to pass out. Upon hearing the familiar voice he looked up throw hazy eyes “de..ku? What are you doing her-” bakugo gasp as a big ass kitchen knife gazed his cheek and flew into the wall behind him “its been a while right kacchan~?” he smirked, deku closed in on bakugo and knelt beside him, picking up the knife “you know.. I've been looking for you~” “w-what? What are you talking about? Are you fucking crazy?!” bakugo screamed, baking up against the wall “a little yes.." deku smiled, using his knife and tracing bakugo's jawline “you screwed me over katsuki.. left me with this horrible limp, don't you feel bad in the slightest?” deku asked, a frown gracing his lips “hah.. fuck no. You deserve it you piece of shit-” deku's frown deepened and he traced the knife down to bakugo's arm then plunched it in, smiling as bakugo struggled “ah- fuck!” “feel that kacchan? It hurts right..?” his smile widened as bakugo glared at him “oh don't look at me like that~ I might blush..” he grinned, pulling out the knife and punching it into his side “wh- FUCK! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU DEKU?!” bakugo screeched, too weak to move. He reached out a trembling hand and grabbed deku's hair “you wronged me kacchan. I hope you burn in hell, but not before im done having my fun with you~” he smirked, pulling out the knife and plunging it into bakugo's thigh, earning a pained screamed from him.
“oh dear..you sound so wonderful~” “f-fuck you deku..this is exactly why your mom killed hersel-” bakugo didn't get to finish his sentence when deku roughly pulled out knife and slashed his cheek with it “dont you dare bring my mother into this..” bakugo grinned threw his pain, glaring at the greenette before him “Oh yeah? Did I strike a nerve you quirkless freak?” deku gritted his teeth and stabbed bakugo in the stomach “i've had enough of your bullshit.. why don't you say hi to my mom for me?” deku snarled then proceeded to stab bakugo over and over, even after he stopped moving. After 56 stabs to bakugo's stomach deku finally stopped, heaving and sweating. Blood dripped from his knife and he smiled. A real, genuine smile after years of being mostly expressionless “hah.. heh- i- I did it.. I did it!”
THE END :)