Secrets Lie in the Past

Chapter 6: The Confrontation

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What was he supposed to do, should he go to someone, call someone, where was his mom.

Mom oh god, where was she! Izuku ran inside dropping the note in his hurry. "Kaa-San! Mom, where are you, are you here?"

He checked every room he came across both hoping and not that his mother was in one of them, when he got around to the kitchen though he was stopped. He hadnt noticed beforehand in his panic but there was a strange smell to the air, one of burnt ash and lighter fluid. As a kid Izuku had grown to relate that smell to his father, and even today it still made him pause, it reared up his fight or flight response and helped clear his head a bit.

So not only did his father drop off the note outside the door, but he also came into the house, and was there long enough for his strong scent of fire to become stuck in the walls of the house. He could still be here.

The thought jumped Izuku's heart into his throat and the panic was back again. He looked around him, scanning the walls and furniture for any sign of someone moving them or just being there in general. The thought occured to Izuku that there was no sign of a break in, he mentally wondered how he got in but any answers he came up with only spiked his panic so he pushed it aside for later.

It was when his eyes crossed over the doorway to the kitchen down the hall when he noticed it, a small burn mark, one that had not been there earlier, one that was in a peculiar but familiar shape, a shape that was scattered on his arms as scars. Hisashi had been in the kitchen.

Izuku inched his way over breathing softly to calm himself and focus his senses around him. The closer he got though the stronger the smell got, another starting to join it, a copper one that made his blood run cold. His mother was still working, she had another two hours at work today, there would be no way that that smell had anything to do with her.

He was standing just outside the doorway now, back against the wall trying to think around the panic going through his body right now. He knew he couldn't peak into the room, if on the small chance Hisashi was in there he could easily be spotted, so what could he do instead. A small vibration reminded him of his phone and he was quick to pull it out.

Using the reflective screen Izuku put it low around the doorway to see into the room, carefully scanning it and being sure the phone could not be easily seen. Upon not seeing anything in the initial scan he peaked his head around.

To his horror there was someone in the kitchen. Laid out on the floor, covered in both burns and stabs alike was a body. Upon seeing matted green hair through some of the blood a sob chocked out of him and he instantly abandoned all safety and ran to the body, hoping praying he had seen wrong, that this wouldn't be his Kaa-san.

Knees slamming into the hardwood floors landing in blood Izuku quickly turned the head towards himself to see a stranger. The euphoria he got was short lived, it wasn't his mother, but it was still an innocent person who had been killed.

Through the tears that he had just noticed going down his checks he registered a note in the person's bloodied hand. With his own shaking hands he carefully removed it, turning it over in his hands.

It was upsetting when I stopped by and no one was home. All I wanted to do was discuss things but no, neither of you could be here and so you made me kill an innocent bystander. I wonder if she has a family expecting her at home, probably not with as weak of a quirk as she had, reminded me of you dear Inko, I always did hate that about you, blamed you for fucking up our son. But you didnt, did you. Izuku has a quirk, one of which you hid from me. One Izuku hid from his own father. This is both of your faults, in the mean time though I might go looking around, do you still work at the same hospital Inko? I might have to pay you a visit if you are.