TW: Short Described Mental Breakdown, Kind of Described Gorey Scene, Major Character Death
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"I don't want to do this, but I don't want them to go after you or Mom or 1-A or fucking anyone! I JUST WANT EVERYONE TO BE SAFE!"
Izuku screams against Shouta's chest as he gasps greedily for air. Shouta holds onto him tightly, running his hand through his hair to try and calm the boy down before he works himself into another panic.
"You don't have to do this, Izuku."
Shouta reminds him softly. Izuku leans against him as a sob escapes him.
"I don't trust anyone else to do this! Please, Shouta...I know I'm a mess, but I will destroy myself if someone else does it and they fuck it up!"
"I know...come on, lay down. You've been working on this all night. I'll get Zashi to bring breakfast. Just come on, kid."
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After two months putting together some things and pulling shit out of my ass for others, today is FINALLY here!
The day I have spent hours studying for. The day I built and nearly lost my other arm for. The day I fought Akaguro for hours on end for.
The day that we are going to fuck these motherfuckers up, down, and all around to the point they will want to go to jail rather than deal with us! Maybe we'll take their right arms too! Sure, that's a bit violent, but I feel like they deserve it for all they put us through! It's time to fuck up their lives!
I didn't go all out with just my planning. I went all out with even myself!
Usually, if I am going in public, I don't wear my underground costume since I tend to be recognizable. However, that kind of excuse now would just be considered bullshit. I'm not going to limit myself because of the public.
Instead, I have evolved! I have combined my underground and regular costume together! Well, to some extent. I kept my underground costume practically the same except with sharper katanas (we all know why) and the helmet. Since I am the leader, it was recommended that I don't wear the helmet. Therefore, I opted for a mask with all the same features except for preventing me from being shot in the back of the head! At least they will see my fluffy green hair though!
The regular costume comes in with T-Rex the robot practically being on top of the underground costume. Once again, it has access to all the same features it did before from copying CAT's features. Patchy will also be there and can attach to T-Rex, so extra points there. The robot is there for power while the underground portions are there for killing efficiency. They have two different purposes that allows me to fill whatever position I could possibly be needed for at that moment.
However, there is one support item that is completely new to the roster: a shotgun. Yes, I built a shotgun. I believe I have every right to shoot up these motherfuckers and kill them in the most painful way possible.
Okay, that's a slight dramatization. Slight. I did build a shotgun that I have officially called the Nomu Killer specifically for high-grade nomus. It shoots 6 bullets (also created by yours truly) that imbed themselves deep into the nomus muscles. Then, they connect together and produce enough electricity for power the city for a solid minute. They are pretty much a gun version of my batons, but the weapon doesn't destroy itself. While that is cool and all, the pumping and reloading on the gun is a bitch since each shot requires so much power. Oh, and don't even get me started on the bullets! Those are a bitch too! If it was someone normal, I straight up wouldn't recommend it to them. However, since I have a robot arm, I can pull it off. It's something I have to be very careful about since I am pretty limited on how many I can shoot.

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