Malicious Intent (Villain deku)

Chapter 1

flashback

"talking"

'thinking'

section one: the anger brews

People never change, I realize that now. Looking back at my middle school years i realize i am partly at fault...

scratch that, its all my fault.

 flash back:

bakugo smashes izukus head into the wall, (he'll be fine, its just deku) izuku doesn't get up. But how could he? his head is all smashed up against the wall after all. Bakugo flees the scene unconcerned with his injured 'friend'(after all deku always gets up, right?) and only concerned with the trouble he's sure to be in. 

after he picks himself up from the hard ground, izuku starts to staggers home, a small amount of blood freely flowing from his banged up skull. 'I hope moms not home...'

who is he kidding? moms never home, constantly at work to provide for her beloved son after her husband abandoned her for a new chance at life in America. 'a new chance of a son' izuku spitefully thinks, kicking a rock from under his foot . The new cement pavement they added in a few weeks ago already graffitied far past easy repair. 'Oh! i almost forgot my backpack!' Izuku swiftly turned on hid heel to head back to the alleyway. He starts at a quick walk, then a quick walk evolves into a sprint. On account of his impatience, of course. he mentally reprimands himself for forgetting something like his backpack. 'Its yellow for gods sake! dammit..'  he returns the corner not only to find his backpack, but a green glob of ooze obviously trying to find  something in the dumpsters.

That was as much of a red flag as anything izuku figures to himself, as he very eloquently, starts running in the exact opposite direction. Not taking into account that breaking out into a full blown run in the middle of a usually deathly quiet  alley might make some noise. 

and it did, a lot of noise apparently, because as soo as he started running the glob's eyes were glued onto him. He had this look in his eyes. 'I'm was not going to make it out of this alive' he thinks to himself when the green goo starts to drown him. drown? was that the word? or was the word he was thing of, painfully sifting through his insides, uncaring if( whatever this thing was) moved around his organs?

He knew the thing was talking to him, saying words, making phrases and remarks about izuku.

Izuku didn't care. He was dying after all. All he cared about then was thinking about how painful everything felt, and how dying wouldn't be so bad right about now and then- absolute and utter agony- white floods his vision. all he knows is white, this ethereal bright light. Had someone saved him? 

Yes. Yes!  someone had! who-who had saved him?

"Hello young midoryia? how are you feeling?" "How do you know my name?" "Unimportant. What's important is your condition, follow me and you'll be all better."

and izuku was in no position to oppose.

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Suprise! i'm back with a new understanding of writing and here to make something actually worth reading! unsurprisingly, updates will be erratic, courtesy of school but i'll make it work. Glad to be back, give me feedback haha.