As we all know, izuku fucking died. (I'm so jealous lol)

And his brutal murder got covered up by Nezu himself, however... Aizawa was very much against the whole ordeal.

We all know our cat loving hobo man cares for his problem children, but let's just say he's lost all respect for his class. He was distraught, cleaning up the aftermath of a supposed;

'Joke' which went much too far.

What's worse was the class' reaction to the teen's death. And Kaminari had no problem with sending the horrific video to both class A and B.

They laughed at it.

Praised Bakugou for his actions.

They insulted and remarked about how week and pitiful Izuku's last moments were.

Nezu reported the boy to the police as missing, his image spread across the whole of Japan. Posters and adds were pinned as top priority, his mother was probably the most distraught.

She cried for days on end, Inko didn't eat nor drink till she almost passed out from malnourishment. What was the most sickly thing was that UA kept feeding her with false hope, saying bullshit such as;

-'He's been seen around the south of Japan'

-'All Might as made it his top priority to find him'

-'we're sure he's fine'

Inko believed it all.

The time she spent not crying, she was out on the streets and handing out pictures. Asking local police stations to check their security footage.

She tried everything.

That was... until one she sat alone in Izuku's room. She cuddled his blankets as if it were her son, burying her face in the fabric as her tears dampened the sheets.

The green haired woman jumped in surprise when she felt someone place a hand upon her shoulder, she turned around quickly; sore red eyes still stinging with tears.

No one was there.

"I'm safe mama... please don't be sad anymore"

She jumped again, swearing she just heard someone speak.

"I-izuku" her voice trembled, looking at the desolate room through misty eyes. That voice sounded like Izuku's.

A warmth suddenly filled her body as the faint outline of what looked like an angel sat in front of her on the bed. The figure had wings and pointed ears, their body glowing a white aura, however most of it was transparent.

"Izuku baby is that you?" She repeated, reaching out her hand towards the silhouette. Inko gasped as the figure held her hand in his, its touch felt warm. As if he were right there with her.

She could feel the softness of his hands in hers, her eyes watering as it's features became more noticeable. His eye were not black, they were their innocent bright green like when he was small, constellations of freckles dotting his chubby cheeks; complimented by an angelic smile.

Tears started to poor down her face, throwing herself onto him to embrace Izuku in a hug.

He stroked a hand through her long hair comfortingly "baby! Where did you go! I'm so glad you're back!" She wailed, holding onto him for dear life.

A sad smile now crossed his face.

"I'm gone mama, please be happy in my place. Don't spend any more time morning over me"

His voice was smooth and continuous, putting her at a strange ease.

"B-but you're still out there somewhere! I'll find you I promise" she sobbed into the figures chest, clutching his small figure.

"Please mama, I'm happy I promise."

She cried even more as his body started to fade again, the warmth dissipating as he became a transparent figure again.

"No zuku baby! Please don't leave, it should've been me I should've looked after you better! It's all my fault!" She wailed, desperately trying to grab onto his fading body once more.

"You were the best mama in the world, I love you..."

Izuku's voice faded away, the warm feeling filling Inko disappearing as a window opened suddenly; a cold gush of wind being released outside.

She was left alone trying to process what happened.

Did this mean her baby is... gone?

Forever?

Now my dear readers!

This story will take a slight change in perspectives, but first... let me basically explain what our own dead protagonist is like!

As you could probably guess, he doesn't have a physical form any more. His soul is basically not at piece because his killers never received any justice, and his strong intent to revenge is keeping his soul tethered to the mortal world.

Izuku had extraterrestrial abilities as a ghost, the list of very long but I'll just say a few so you can get the gist;

-attraction of physical objects
-transformation of his own body
-ability to communicate with the living
-can control a mortals dream to his own desires
-can create physical life forms of anything he wants, however when they are touched by a human they disappear.
-ability to posses any mortal's body

AND MANY MANY MORE As you can tell, being a ghost has its perks.

Izuku could now finally get his revenge.

And fuck did he have a lot in store for the poor inhabitants of UA high.

However...

Izuku can also come across as a kind spirit to those who showed him prosperity when alive. An example is this is when he showed himself to his mother.

Izuku was planning to do this to Aizawa. He would keep the teacher out of harms way when executing his revenge.

Now.

The part we've all been waiting for.

"I hate this place, It'll be a pile of ash by the time I'm finished with it" izuku scowled, his transparent body standing outside of the gates, watching students bustling between the buildings.

Suddenly someone walked through him, izuku didn't like the feeling. So he tried to avoid that and instead floated above the gates and landed inside the grounds.

His eyes were black again, his thin leathery wings attached to his back once more. He glared at everyone who walked past him, their taunting laughter fresh in his mind from when they repeatedly humiliated him.

The whole school.

He'd make them all pay.

Izuku drifted over to Mei stood with another support course student which he didn't recognise. They were snickering at something on her phone.

Out of curiosity, he looked at it from behind them.

His eyes widened as rage filled him once again.

They were laughing.

At his fucking murder.

He scowled and whacked her phone to the ground, quickly drifting away "hey! I didn't even drop it!" He heard her surprised yelling fade away as he walked through the wall and towards his old classroom.

"Bakugou you're so popular now that that video got out! Nice going" Mina squealed while walking with the group of boys, laughing to herself.

Izuku narrowed his eyes, his anger bubbling inside him. Ready to explode.

"Tsk... it's not like he'll be missed or anything. Hell even Nezu didn't give a fuck" Katsuki remarked, earning snickered from the rest of the 'Bakusquad' as they walked into their classroom where Aizawa was sleeping on the floor.

Izuku brightened as he floated past his classmates and and kneeled next to Aizawa, placing his transparent hand on his forehead.

Izuku made sure Aizawa had a good dream, shooing away the bad images of his subconscious in order to help him get a better sleep.

"Aizawa-sensei!" None other than Momo called, waking up the teacher. Much to both Izuku's and the man's annoyance.

Izuku shot her a glare, secretly planning how he was going to torture her already.

Momo felt a cold gust pass through her body, the hairs on her neck standing as a heavy feeling suddenly pushed down on her shoulders.

"What do you want" the teacher grumbled, rubbing his eyes tiredly while glaring at the whole glass. Especially the students who hurt Midoriya, but he wasn't allowed to punish them by Nezu's command.

Izuku floated next to Aizawa and rested his chin on the Pro's hair. Izuku shrunk his body so he could sit comfortably atop the pro and listened to what he was teaching.

"A-Aizawa-sense I was just wondering what we'll be doing today" Momo meekly questioned, shaking off the ominous feeling with a sweat drop.

The teacher groaned and pulled at his hair, heavy eye bags adorning his face.

"The USJ"