Stolen Pride

Tragedy

The future had happened. Regina had moved here, we graduated, got married, had a kid. Simple as that.

Little did we know our lives would change forever.

I was sitting on the couch when I got a call from Kyoka. I answered, and she sounded pretty distressed.

"Whoa! What's happening? Did you find Sanda with drugs again, did Iyahon break up, are they okay, is Denki okay, are you okay?" I asked frantically.

She was sobbing. After a few minutes she calmed down enough to talk.

"I-it was D-Denki... he, h-he was k-k-k-killed in ac-action!" She sobbed, breaking down again.

"Hold on I'll be right there!" I said before hanging up.

Regina looked at me with a weird look. I was also tearing up.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Denki, he's... gone." I whispered, but she heard.

I saw her look at me, wide eyed. "We have to go see Kyoka!" She shouted, grabbing her phone and purse. Before I was able to even stand up though, there was a knock on the door.

I opened it quickly to see Kyoka, Iyahon, and Sanda, all crying. "Oh my god, come in!" I said, also shedding a few tears.

Kyoka sat on the couch and took a shaky breath. Iyahon and Sanda sat with her, closely embracing their mother.

"He, he saved... me." Kyoka whispered. Tears were still falling from her eyes.

I punched the wall. "Whoever did it is gonna pay." I whispered.

Kyoryu came into the room. "What happened? I heard yelling." He said.

"Oh, uh, nothing much," Regina said, keeping her cool, "Uncle Denki was just sent to America to do hero work, and we're all worried."

He nodded, then looked at Iyahon and Sanda. "Wanna play Mario Kart?" He asked them. They gave him fake grins before going to play with him.

"So, who was it?" I asked.

"I don't know, I was knocked out while on patrol, and... and there was h-his body with cuts and, and burns wh-when I woke up and th-there was a n-n-n-note that said, 'Next, it's your turn' and I got so scared and, and sad and, now he's dead!" She began to sob heavily. I began to really appreciate the sound proofing of every room in the house.

I saw Kyoryu at the door of the room. Shit! I thought. He was silently sobbing. "Someone killed Uncle Denki?" He cried. Regina nodded and embraced him as a full-blown meltdown started.

"Slash... slash and burn marks. Maybe Stain?" I suggested. "He, he started to carry around a flamethrower after his escape."

"Or the League... they've had a lot of lost battles because of... him." Kyoka said, tears still coming down.

I growled. "I'll go find the League and make sure they pay!"

"We need backup." Regina said quickly. Kyoryu had fallen asleep in her arms.

I thought up some childhood friends who would want a piece in on this revenge. "Deku, easily. Red Riot and Dynamite. Pinky too, and Copycat. Uravity and Cellophane, too. Best backup that we'll get."

"What about the others?" Kyoka quietly asked.

"I don't want any... fatalities." I said, referencing the fact that Iida, Shoto, and a few others had a habit of going too far against villains that had hit them where it hurt.

She nodded.

"Let's go kick some ass." Regina growled.

Izuku's pov