Chapter 1 • Just As I Was About To Take My Shoes,
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{Third POV:}
Red and hot. The only two things the greenette's mind could register: well that and the agonizing screams of pain that echoed through the neighborhood.
There was a fire, a huge blazing fire. Two people were inside the house at the time of the fire.
The press and news assumed there were three people in the house, but they're wrong. Only two people were inside the house, the third party was actually in the backyard of said house.
Why is there a fire anyways? You may be wondering, well, here's some pretty important information, so I'd advise you to pay attention.
Three years ago Izuku Midoriya turned four, the age that most children develop their quirks. When Izuku went to the quirk doctor he was diagnosed as quirkless.
Now todays society's really fucked up, you're judged based on your quirk, and your quirk alone by most. And because Izuku was 'quirkless' he was treated as a lesser being, like he was less then the dirt under everyone's feet.
Izuku's parents, Inko and Hisashi Midoriya, were the only two people who still loved him, sure they acted differently, but all they did was become more protective, and taught Izuku self defense moves and styles.
And some people in society are so obsessed with quirks, and whatnot that they decided it would be a holly jolly idea to murder an innocent family: only because their son didn't poses a quirk.
And the young greenette could only stare at his burning house as fat tears simultaneously rolled down his freckled cheeks.
"Momma..." the boy whispered, slowly walking towards his currently burning house like a mindless zombie. "Papa..." He whispers again, reaching out his hand as he walks into the burning building.
"Momma?..Papa?" The greenette says again, this time slightly louder, the greenette spots his mother trapped under some burning wood.
"Momma!" The boy cried. "I-Izu-Zuku" the woman coughs out. "R-run aw-way," she chokes out again before falling into a coughing fit.
"B-but! Momma! I c-can't le-leave you or Papa h-her-e!" The boy says, the tears rolling down his face faster.
"You- you must! M-my l-legs are cr-crushed! So e-even if y-you did ma-mana-manage to get me out I wouldn't be able to walk," The woman cries, her own tears streaming down her face.
She puts her hand out, and her son, Izuku grabs her hand and placed his cheek in her hand.
"Izuku- pr-promise me on-one thing.." The woman, Inko, coughs out.
"Y-yes?" Izuku questions: the smell of burning flesh being prominent. "When y-you leave he-here pr-promise me- you'll protect others ev-even tho you la-lack a qu-quirk, Sho-show the wo-world y-you can st-still be great. make su-sure this ha-happens to no one e-ever again." Inko says as she closes her eyes and her hand falls limp in the young boys grip.
"M-momma.." Izuku whispers. "Mo-momma..." he whispers again, realizing his mother is dead. "No.. no, no...no no no no no no no no!" Izuku whisper yells.
"NO!" Izuku screams at the top of his lungs, sad- no devastated that his mother just died.
Izuku quickly regains his bearings after a few minutes as he looks around the house, noticing the area where his room was hasn't been touched by the fire yet.
Izuku quickly runs to his room and grabs a backpack. He packs a few clothes, two pairs of shoes, a toothbrush, a family photo he has and then runs to his mother's room.
He quickly locates her purse and takes all the money inside of it. He then runs and grabs his mother's favorite necklace, which is a green and blue moon shaped gem. Izuku then grabs a photo that his father, Hisashi kept of him and Inko when they got married and stuffed it into his bag.
With his bag full Izuku runs back the way he came. He had a plan, and for that plan to follow through Izuku needed people to think he was dead: and that's exactly what everyone thought.
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Hewooooooo and this is the new story I was talking about! It's a vigilante Izuku story! And yes, I made the cover don't @ me.
Fun fact: I'm making this like two weeks before I'm supposed to post it, so hopefully by the time I am ment to post it I'll have some chapters already made so I won't have to stress that much :P
Anyways the vigilantism will start on or around Chapter 2-7 what? I need to build the plot!
And I know, this is the third story I've killed Inko in, but-...ok fine! I don't really have an excuse this time but, don't worry! In future chapters Izuku will have flashbacks about happy times with Inko and Hisahi~
Honestly, I can't tell if I enjoy killing Inko or if I do feel bad-
But anyways thanks for reading my new story!
-Kayla
And turned out I'm posting this early but WhO cArEs
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