Quirk Deku One-shots

Endless Blood (104) + Survivor (379)

(This is a bit dark, so be warned. Also, I tried for a feel good ending.)

Screams echoed out of the lab. Each one fell on deaf ears, all used to hearing the screams.

"C'mon. We just need one more gallon."

"P-please stop..."

Hanging by chains, with his body up to his neck split in 2, the screams and begging rang out day in, day out. 

"You're doing this for the greater good. We're not letting you go until that quirk you stole is repaid in full."

Under his torture chamber, Izuku had a tube going to a septic tank. Each day he'd have to fill one with his own blood.

'Only 10 more tanks to go...'

Topping off the tank, the scientist moved it over, and brought out the next tank.

"Time to get some extra. We also got a dozen more septic tanks, so you'll be filling those too."

Whimpering at that, Izuku felt his body split again, and as tears fell, his blood was collected, and sold.

"And it's bedtime. Hope you don't mind another night strung up."

Crying out again, Izuku tried to break free from his restraints.

Due to malnutrition however, he was literally skin and bone. Barely any muscles to speak of.

Thankfully though, this day was the day they forgot to retighten his chains.

Wiggling one arm loose, he looked down at the spinning saw, and resigned to what he was about to do.

Freeing his other hand, he dropped, and chopped himself in half, but not before stitching back together on the other side of the saw.

"Just gotta get out of here."

Looking down at the septic tank below, he had the worst idea of his life.

"Better than nothing."

Pressing the shipping button, he jumped in, closed the lid, and felt the tank beginning to move.

'Hope I can get used to drowning and suffocating.'

As the tank moved, he quickly ran out of oxygen, and risking his discovery, he poked a small hole out of the lid. Just enough for him to breath with shallow breaths.

'Almost out.'

Viewing the cargo bay from his angle, he sees the doors open, and his tank moved out.

"Finally."

Opening the top, he runs as the tank is left in the loading bay, and runs away deep into the forest.

"Food... Water... Sleep... I just need a home."

Collapsing in front of an apartment, he passes out and stays there.

A certain Hobo comes home after a nighttime patrol, and sees the peculiar sight.

'Get a kid they say. Well are you laughing yet God?'

Dragging the kid in, he gives the kid a good meal, some water, and swaddles them in a blanket.

"How the heck did you survive this long?"

"Survivor. A quirk that doesn't let me die."

"Oh you're awake. Stay still. I'll get you some more food."

Watching the boy eat and drink, the bony skin started gaining some form.

Hearing the bedroom door open, the hero told the kid to just swaddle up.

Walking up to his husbands room, Hisashi looked at him confused.

"So who was that?"

"Well Nezu said I should get a child, and I thought it was crazy. Left for heroing, came back, and there he was, passed out on our doorstep."

"And you want to adopt him."

"... and I want to adopt him..."

Looking at his husband, the cockatoo smiled, and patted Erasers head.

"Let's get the adoption papers then."

Getting up, he meets Izuku, and with a few words exchanged, they leave for the courthouse.

"Where are we going?"

"To make something official."

Making it there, signing the correct papers, and doing a few legal things to make sure Izuku cannot be taken back by his tormentors, Izuku, Aizawa, and Hisashi were all heading back to the familys house.

"Where are we going now? First papers, now where?"

"Home. Our home, Son."