Rise of the Phoenix

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Hello y'all! Hope you like Izuku's quirk! It all started cause I was like I wanna write a character with wings, and Shinji was like what about a traumatized Izuku? Then it turned into this. We are really loving how this fic is going and we are so excited to finally get to the point where you now know his quirk, since we have been wanting to reveal it from the beginning. We are overwhelmed by the response this fic has gotten and hope that you continue to enjoy it! If you want to say hi () Again Nala is safe, don't worry we will not kill her. One spoiler we will give. Uh I think there was something else I wanted to say but I don't remember... Shinji says #cattherapywhereuat XD so I guess that is all. See you next week or on Friday! Bye!

With his new revelation, Izuku wasn't sure what to do.

He felt hollow and weightless, while also feeling as if he was tied to the ground, unable to move.

Izuku was supposed to be dead, now what?

It wasn't like he had anything left to lose, unless you counted his All Might, typewriter, and the strange necklace.

Although the All Might didn't have the same meaning anymore. Not that what the hero said was a lie, it was just his words hurt so much. Almost more than his mom abandoning him.

He had always foolishly thought that All Might would keep him safe and be with him no matter what, but now it was just the toy that was really there.

Perhaps he had to find a way to die he wouldn't come back from.

Or perhaps the world had deemed him too useless to even die.

He guessed that this must be his quirk. It had to be, that was the only thing that made sense. He felt like he betrayed his mother. He had a quirk! If only he had died earlier then she could have seen.

Now he could never go back. If he went back now she would be angry with him. He didn't belong anymore.

Even though he didn't belong, he never tried to get rid of Nala again.

The cat would not leave Izuku alone. Even when she used to go out during the day, she now sat silently beside him, always watching.

If his stomach would growl, Nala would paw or gently bite him until he got up to eat something, subsequently feeding her as well.

He didn't know why Nala stayed with him, but he secretly loved her comforting presence.

Izuku also found that he loved his wings, and that was why he hated them.

He didn't deserve something so pretty to be attached to his body so he kept them within where he would never see them.

He found himself staring at the sky more often, wondering what it would be like to fly.

He would never find out.

It was two weeks before Izuku realized he could use this to his advantage.

He could help people better if he didn't have to worry about what would happen if he died in the middle of saving them. He had to make sure that the victim didn't see him die though, that could be traumatizing.

Izuku's mood brightened with that realization and the months passed without much pomp or circumstance.

He would die sometimes, he would get a stab wound that wouldn't stop bleeding, or he would get shot, or sometimes he would get an infection and he wouldn't make it through the night.