Inko was sitting on the couch watching tv. As per orders of her boss, and many urgings of her friend Mitsuki Bakugo, Inko was having a day off to rest. The reason. Well it was because she had been out late so many nights looking her for son. She had been at it since his disappearance ten months ago.
"Izuku baby, please come home. I miss you," she sobbed.
Inko spent most of her days crying. Each night she looked for him by going around the city and asking random people if they had seen him, to which she always received a no. Other than that she made a visit to the police station at least once a week to see if they had made any progress, but the answer was always the same. Another action she took was placing posters around the city with Mitsuki's help. However, no matter what she did he was never found.
"It's all my fault," she whispered. "I should have done something sooner."
Her son was in pain and she did nothing. Every day he would come with bruises and burn marks (likely from Katsuki) which he tried to hide. Inko however had a sharp eye and could see them from edges of his sleeves. Other times she could tell from the way he walked that he was actually limping. Izuku usually gave the excuse "I fell over", but Inko knew he was lying. The only reason she didn't interfere before was because she knew it would upset him, also, since it was Izuku he was likely to deny it. She tried talking with Mitsuki about it, who in turn was furious with Katsuki but nothing she did seemed to get through to him. The last time she was with Izuku was the last straw. She decided to visit the school the next day to inform the principal of her son's situation. She made another phone call to Mitsuki about Katsuki.
"I can come in with you tomorrow if you'd like," she told her. "Honestly, we should have done this in the beginning. His behaviour, well, it's gone on long enough."
It seemed Miitsuki had finally reached her limit with Katsuki. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.
The next day when she got up she noticed he wasn't home, so she assumed he'd gone to school early. It was when she arrived at the school with Mitsuki that the trouble started. According to the principal and the teacher, Izuku hadn't shown up that day. It was then Inko got worried.
As she wondered where he could be she recalled her last conversation with him. "Thanks Mom for everything really. I really love you for it," he had told her while hugging her.
"No," she thought horrified. "He wouldn't."
She called the police afterwards and they started searching for her son but found nothing. Shortly afterward Inko began her current routine of looking.
"Please don't let it have been that," she silently prayed. "Anything but that."
Inko had an idea of what Izuku meant when he said those things to her but she didn't want to believe it. Whatever her son had been going through he had clearly reached his limit.
"Your body hasn't been found so I know your still out there," Inko said to herself. Regardless of the situation or the progress, she wasn't going to give up.
"Izuku. Despite what you've done I still love you. No matter what happens I will find you. I will bring you home," she swore.
Bakugo was excited, something that was rather rare. The test laid out before him to get in to UA was a combat course, something he specialised. All he had to do was destroy whatever robots that got in his way and earn as many points as possible. "Easy," he thought. "Like taking candy from a fucking baby."
This was ticket into UA, his first step to becoming a hero greater than All Might.
"Say that reminds me. Midoriya you wanted to go to UA too right."
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The power of life
FanfictionHe was tired of living, so he tried to die He wanted to be a hero, but became a villain He wanted to be called useless, even if he is imensly usefull He wanted to die, and he started crating life Reality trully is ironic Based on Good and Evil by Ro...