Izuku's POV
As soon as All Might told me I couldn't become a hero, something in me broke. Ever since I was diagnosed quirkless, my life has been a living hell. My only lifeline was my mom, and even then I barely saw her because she had to work so often. There were so many burn scars all around my body because of Kacchan and his lackeys. It didn't help that I had a birthmark on my face that added to my ugliness.
When I noticed All Might left, I realized that I was near the edge of the roof he left me on. I can't believe he was stupid enough to leave a child on a roof after he crushed their dreams. I thought back to what Kacchan said to me. 'Take a swan dive off the roof, and pray for a quirk in your next life!' Oh how that hurt me. I look over the edge, and I don't see the ground. All I see is freedom from this hell. I think about my mom though. She'd miss me, sure, but it would just be better if I wasn't alive anymore. She wouldn't have to work as much, and she'd have more money without needing to care about my necessities.
Without a second thought, I walked off the roof. Everything felt as if it were in slow motion. My pathetic life flashed before me as I was falling. The abuse from my classmates, the neglect of my teachers, All Might saying I can't be a hero. And then there's my mom. All the good times we had, with me dressing up in an All Might onesie pretending to rescue her. Eating katsudon with her whenever she was home. Watching the UA Sports Festival together. It was nice, but things like that can't always last forever.
I suddenly hit the ground with a splat. Everything is in pain. I feel a burning sensation inside me, my body telling me I'm not okay. I think to myself this'll all be over soon. What feels like hours pass by, but something in me feels...strange. I feel my bones and organs start to repair themselves, but, that's impossible unless...I developed a quirk. I slowly start to sit up, and I flex everything to make sure I'm not hallucinating.
I have a quirk. I have a QUIRK. It seems to be a regeneration type, but I still feel strange. It's like my body itself feels stronger, more invigorated. I take out my crappy flip phone, with it somehow still intact. It's pretty late, mom must be worried. I start to walk back still thinking about what happened, when I start to smell, smoke? I look over and notice it's coming from our apartment complex. My eyes widen as I full on sprint.
When I get there, the entire complex is covered in flames. Yet no one is around, no police, or even hero. I quickly run up to my door and scream for my mom. I hear her voice, but it's faint, so I ram the door down, with me being a little surprised but quickly shake it off. I start looking around but smoke starts to fill my lungs as well as my eyes. I still push forward and eventually find my mom, but she already looks close to death. I pick her up and quickly run out the door, just in time to since the apartment blows up. We both get thrown into the air, and we land, hard.
"Mom? MOM?!" I scream out as my vision is blurry. I hear a few coughs and I see my mom. Her clothes are burned, along with her face and hair. I crawl to her, praying that she'll be okay. I hold her up, "Izuku," she says, "I'm sorry I couldn't give you a better life or a quirk. You...were the best thing to come out of my life. I never regretted having you, and I'm sorry you had a terrible life. Whatever you do now, I'll support you all the way. Please, for my sake, do what you think is right..."
She lets out one last breath before smiling at me. She lays limp in my arms.
I take a deep breath...
And scream.
"NOOOOO!!! STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! SHE WAS ALL I HAD! I WON'T FORGIVE YOU! BRING MY MOTHER BACK NOW DAMMIT! If you don't, I'LL MAKE SURE THEY PAY! NO ONE IS SAFE FROM MY WRATH!"
I suddenly feel burning all over my body. I fall down with my mother still in my arms, when I hear two voices behind me.
"So this was her?" one asks.
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The Fall of a Hero and Rise of a Demon (Gyutaro!Izuku)
ActionIzuku Midoriya realized at a very young age that not all men are created equal. He was one of the few people of his generation to be born quirkless, with his father leaving him and his mom soon after he was diagnosed. Because of that his mother had...