What if?

What if, Stain killed Iida?

Currently, Izuku was jumping roof top to roof top through Hosu, looking for his classmate that had decided to go after the infamous "Hero Killer."

'Come on come on...' Izuku was chanting in his head, trying to find him.

As he jumped from roof to roof, he had heard a familiar voice yell out.

"YOUR JUST A VILLIAN WHO HURT MY BRO- ARRG!!"

Afraid of what he had heard, he still jumped into action of the direction the yell had came from. As he rounded the corner of the alley, he was met with horror of the image that had displayed for him.

There in front of him, laid on the ground was his classmate and class rep, with the Hero Killer standing over him with his ragged sword lodged into the back of his neck.

"Weaklings and rampant children like you should be purged." Stain called out.

The sounds of sparks filled the alley as a green blur made it's way toward him and smashed with his rib, breaking it.

"ARG!?" Stain cried out as he was flung backwards into the alley.

"You..... You son of a bitch!" Izuku cried out toward stain as he stood over the body of Iida, refusing to move.

"Another one of you make believe heros. It's all the same with you, yo-" Stain tried to speak, but was immediately cut off from another hard blow was delt to his rib.

"Cut the damn speach!" Izuku roared out as he continued his blazing assult.

His body was aching from every being in his body. With just discovering his full cowling, he was immediately breaking his limit with the control he had lost.

Trying to keep up his defense, Stain tried to dodge all he could as well as trying to counter. But it was useless with Izuku tanking the blows through his rage. No pain was being felt as he continued his assult.

"You damn brat! What are you going to do!? Revenge!? Your no diff-!" Again, he was cut off from Izuku burning his fist into the side of his face.

"I said shut the hell up!!" Izuku yelled out once again.

Iida laid on the ground, still with the sword in his neck, watching his friend release a rage filled attack on the villian.

He couldn't speak, he couldn't move, he could barely even keep his eyes open. He was just a sitting duck for death to grab him by the neck and take his final breath.

Looking down to the ground, Iida had spotted a phone with the messages of the class A group chat open. Izuku had dropped it when he jumped into battle.

With every strength his body could muster, he brought his hand to the phone and it send location, sending the message to the others.

The last moments after that, was filled with a silent heart beat, getting slower and slower. Not even the rage filled fight happening right in front of his was heard as his eyes slowly closed.

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That day was the last day Tenya Iida was ever seen again, other then inside of a casket in front of the UA campus where his funeral was held.

The night he was killed, Izuku Midoriya was the last person to see him alive.

Izuku had beaten the Hero Killer, Stain to a inch of his life til Shouto had arrived to stop what could potentially ruin his life.

The class of 1-A had all arrived at the funeral of their classes friend, and class rep. Each had a spot in the front with the Iida family.

Too many tears were shed that day, and this was to sure leave a mark on the UA schools reputation. A student of their own, went out for revenge against a dangerous villian ending in his death.

The schools reputation had a nearly critical view on its reputation. Most parents of the heros in training had pulled them from the school to protect them.

Out of class 1-A, the only ones that had been able to stay was Shouto Todoroki, Momo Yoyarozu, Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya, and Fumikage Tokoyami.

The same had happened to the other hero class. Due to the amount of students being taken out, the classes had been murged into one, making it the only first year hero class.

The class in all, only held 12 Students, each having a different view on this course of action.

Moat of all the students of the original class 1-A were devastated. Their classmate died and one of them had watched it happen. One had seen the after math if what had happened, prying off a bout ready to kill. The rest of the then we're just generally depressed.

The original class 1-B were more worried about their new classmates. Most of them were sitting watching them mope around. The rest were trying to cheer them up.

Safe to say, this year's UA hero classes, were going to be different.