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Izuku POV

The drive back home was quiet. I didn't know what to think of the things the nice lady said to me. Quirkless? I didn't want that. Will I still be able to be a hero? Will Kacchan still be my friend? Will papa be mad? He hasn't said anything yet. It's kind of scary. 

We parked and walked inside quietly. Papa went into his room and slammed the door shut. This made me jump and I looked up to see mama crying. How long has she been crying? I go up and hug her leg. I feel her place her hand on my head and she crouches down to look at me. Tears slowly roll down her face.

"H-hey Izuku. I want you to know you are such a brave boy." I look into her eyes. She looks scared. But Why? "I want you to know how much I love you. I will always love you. Don't forget. O-ok?" Her voice breaks as she tries not to cry.

"Mama, i-is something w-wrong?" I feel my eyes start to fill with tears as well. I'm getting really nervous.

"N-no Izu. I just wanted to tell you these things. I need you to be strong for me. Things may be hard in the future, but- I-i know you can make it."

"Mama *hick* I-i don't understand." I feel the tears start falling. I know something is wrong. I don't know what's happening. Mama looks so scared. I don't want to loose her.

"I know honey, I know it's scary but-" She was cut off mid sentence by the bedroom door being thrown open. Papa stood in the doorway with something in his hands. I heard mom's breath catch and she starts shacking.

"M-m-mama-a?" Papa starts walking towards us and I can now see that he has a knife in his hands.

Mama steps in front of me with her arms outstretched. "N-no. Hisashi. don't hurt him!" 

"Oh, this isn't for it." He says with venom dripping from his words. 

3rd POV

Hisashi lunged forward slashing the knife at his wife. She ducks, grabbing Izuku and running into the house. 

"Fucking BITCH!" Hisashi screams and spins around to face his family. An evil smile spreads across his face. Fire erupts from his empty hand and begins walking towards his wife and son. The little boy is sobbing violently as he tries to get his mother to run. Clawing at her legs and pulling on her shirt.

"Mama! Mama please we have to go!" He yelled for his mother, but she was frozen in fear. "Mommy!"

His father walked up to the pair and threw the boy away, making him hit the wall with a heavy thud. The boy was slumped on the floor, trying to get up.

"I have to help mama." He said, barely keeping his eyes open. He looked down at his hands and noticed blood running down his arms. "Wh-what? Blood?" Black dots speckled his vision as he heard his mothers voice calling him.

"Izuku! NO!"

"Mama?" Looking infront of him he saw his mother kneeing infront of him and his father, looming over her shoulder, knife in hand. Izuku's eyes widened as realization hit him. Just as the thought crossed his mind, the kinfe was plunged into his mothers back.

Her eyes widened with the pain. Izuku looked into her eyes, screaming. He couldn't hear his screams. His loving mother fell forward onto the floor infront of him as Hisashi lifted the knife, only to stab her again, and again, and again, until blood coated the walls, the father, and the boy. The boy... He sat there. Shaking. Crying. Looking down at his dying mother. She coughed, blood leaving her mouth as she gasped for air. This action knocked the boy from his trance as he leaned to his mother.

"M-m-mama? P-p-please, p-please don't go. D-don't leave m-me." His heart broke with every word knowing that it wasn't possible.

"I-izu. My baby." She coughed again, this time, more blood trickled from her mouth. "Re-remember what I said." She paused and tried lifting a shaky hard towards her son. Admiring him one last time. "Be strong. I l-love y-you Izuku." With that, the womans hand fell limp and hit the floor. The boy sat there, completely in shock.

He looked up to his father, who had watched his wife's last words with no remorse.

"W-why papa?"

"Don't call me that ever again. You did this to her. If you had a quirk, then she wouldn't have had to die." Izuku's eyes widened. Quiet tears dripped off his chin. "If you tell anyone, and I mean ANYONE, what happened here tonight. You will end up like her."

The husband grabbed his limp wife by the wrist and started dragging her away.

"W-wait! Where are you t-taking her?!" Izuku yelled.

Walking away the man said, "Getting rid of the body." He got to the back door and pause. "Oh, before I get back, this mess better be cleaned up." And with that the man left the house, leaving the boy in a pool of his mothers blood.

Izuku backed into the corner and brought his knees to his chest. The stress and pain of the day finally catching up to him. He began panicking. Looking at the blood, his breath quickened. Everywhere. There is blood everywhere. Mama's blood. The bot broke into violent sobs trying to cope with the events that had just unfolded.

Lifting his head up, he remembered that he had to clean. He had to clean the blood.

He spent the night cleaning the house until there were only light stains remaining. This has to be good enough, right?  He thought to himself. After putting away the cleaning supplies, he went to his room. The All Might decorations seemed to taunt him.

"Why couldn't you save her?" He said, looking up at a poster. "I really wish you could have. You would know what to do."

With that the boy crawled into his bed, tucking his knees to his chest once more. Izuku didn't sleep that night.