The Legendary Hero: Deku (Discontinued)

Regret

"There are two kinds of guilt: the kind that drowns you until you're useless, and the kind that fires your soul to purpose"-Sabaa Tahir

"Who's there?" I continued to look around but to no avail, I could not find the source of the voice calling out to me.

"Oh, my dear Izuku Midorya when will you understand that we are connected as one with his burden that we call quirks." With every word that the voice spoke I could feel my blood pumping through my veins, only making me more nervous in the process. "I know your every move, I know where your hiding, where you're going to be in the next five minutes, and best of all I know what you're thinking at this very moment."

"So" I finally blurted out with fear laced with every syllable, "why aren't you here attacking me?"

"Oh trust me I would want to kill you to finally get rid of the burden that I have within myself, but have to make sure All for One gets what he wants, that means keeping you alive until he gets One for All from you. After that, you're all mine."

"Who are you?"

"Only time will tell my dear curse, but know this. The league of villains is a much bigger threat to you than anyone in your class."

Within the few seconds he talked to me he was gone like a whisper in the void.

I walked to a nearby tree next to the school building a punched it with my bare fist, hurting my fist in the process. "Why the hell am I the one getting the short stick? Why?" I punched the tree once again, but this time activating One for All, "I train and I train all day and still get no progress. I fought my whole life, I trained in secret my whole life, for what to get my ass kicked by some man in a stupid fucking helmet."

Another punch, "I risked my life for what, to only get injured, disappoint my mentors, and pick a fight like a fucking IDIOT!" This time I punched with all my strength breaking more bark off the tree in the process. But this wasn't the raw power of one for all, it was instead this new raw potential within myself.

I stared at my bleeding hand to see the raw power that was emitting through my closed fist, red sparks begging for freedom, the blood on my fist was not being released in a liquid form but instead was starting to sizzle through my skin. With every audible pop, I could feel the pain internally, it was different from the pain of One for All. No, this pain was not the pain you be proud of receiving after a good deed. No this is the pain of feeling of the worst emotion for humans.

Regret.

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I stared at the huge classroom doors, I can hear the chatter from the inside. Each voice sounded happy, each of them ready for what the day was going to throw at them. They had no worries in the world. But it has me thinking, why are they like this. 

Why aren't they scared about what happened to us not days ago, why aren't they scared like I am?! Why damn it?!

I'm supposed to be the next symbol, but I pick these dumb fights with the past, while my classmates are the true heroes. They can smile, laugh, and have no care for the world! How can I be a hero when I make these dumb mistakes like a child without a parent.

"Heh, I guess I am a child with no parent," I said to myself in a low whisper.

"Yeah you may be one, but that doesn't mean you didn't have one. You also have people that care for you." I turned around to see a tall, skinny, frail man.

"All Might?!" 

"Shhhhhh not so long young Midryia!" He whispered moving his arms to not draw attention to himself. "I know those feelings that you are going through right and trust me I can relate to it."

"All Might with all due respect, how can I become the symbol that you built when I can't even defeat the evil that was meant to destroy." I looked towards the ground in disappointment.

'To think that I was defeated by some low-life who has the power to go against one-for-all.' 

I felt a hand on my shoulder and faced towards All Might eye-to-eye. "Young Midoryia since the day that I met you, you were always determined to be a hero even when all odds were against you. I have seen you grow from a small timid quirkless boy who jumps straight first to danger just to save some stray dog. To the boy with a gifted quirk that jumps headfirst to save their classmates from danger."

Somehow, in some magical way, All Might always has a way to tell you what you need to hear at the exact moment. "Young Midoryia you too can become a hero!"

As a streak of lightning jumpstarted my heart, my will now burning with determination to finally prove to not only myself, but to the world that I can finally become the hero that I was destined to be. "Now remember this young man, you can save the world overnight, or even prove to the world that you are the next symbol of peace."

And all of that was gone, "HOW ARE YOU GOING TO HYPE ME UP AND THEN STRIKE ME DOWN ALL MIGHT!"

"CAN YOU BE QUIET!" the door was slammed open to reveal a scruffy tired man. "All Might go before anyone see that form and Midoryia you better have that apology." 

"Not so loud Aizawa!" All Might yelled in a hushed tone, "your students could hear!"

"Then it's not my fault that I can hear you when I'm trying to prepare for homeroom." 

"Alright, I'm going now" All Might said in defeat, "before I leave just remember that I will always be here if you want to talk."

He turned his back on both me and Aizawa towards the opposite direction, "just remember this young Midoryia, don't focus on saving the world. Just focus on saving one person, the rest will come to when you are ready."

I sighed and thought about the last few words that he said, 'maybe if I can save one person then maybe I can finally find my footing to becoming a better hero.'

"Listen Midoryia," I turned to see my sensei looking towards the classroom, "I need you to understand that what you did was wrong. Not because you are training to be a hero, but because the right thing to do was not attack someone."

"I know," I said interrupting him, "I can't say what I did, didn't feel good. But, it was wrong at the end of the day. I know I made a deal with you and principal Nedzu. And I fulfill to keep that promise, but all I ask is help me get better."

He stared at my eyes, he wasn't looking for me lying. But, he was looking for something within me to show that I was trying to not only be a better hero but a better person. 

"You really are a problem child," he said while rubbing the back of his head, "go in the classroom and give Bakugo the apology. From there we will finally move on." 

"To what?"

"The Sports Festival!"

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Hey guys sorry for taking so long updating but it's time for the Sports Festival. Honestly, I think I might make the next few chapters short just to have the actual interesting things like the one on one fights take place. So if the next few chapters are short just know I want to take my tie on the one-on-one fights. 

Thank you for being patent with me and remember to keep fighting and Go Beyond Plus Ultra!