Changed Badass Deku, Kirishima, and Denki

💕Chapter 1💕

Flashback: "You three are expelled from UA for helping the Lov and giving them information." The words echoed in Izuku Midoriya's mind, reverberating with a harsh finality that left him numb. The cold glare of the principal was almost as piercing as the judgment that hung in the air. Izuku, Kirishima, and Denki stood together, their faces a mixture of disbelief and resignation. The expulsion had come after a series of unfortunate decisions that led them to cross paths with the Lov, an enemy organization that had been a thorn in UA's side. The school's authorities had deemed their actions unforgivable, and now their future at UA was over.

End of Flashback.

Deku's POV:

As the finality of our expulsion settled in, the world seemed to shift beneath us. The familiar confines of UA, with its echo of dreams and ambitions, had become a distant memory. Kirishima, Denki, and I had made a collective decision—one born out of necessity and a need for a fresh start. We would leave Japan behind and journey to America, where my father, All For One, awaited us. America felt like an alien landscape, a realm of new beginnings that both excited and terrified me. Dad was a paradox of power and wealth. As the number one villain in Japan and the number one hero in America, his life was a complex web of contradictions. He owned three mansions, each a testament to his success and his uncanny ability to straddle two worlds. We arrived at the grandest of the mansions, a sprawling estate that stood as a symbol of Dad's dominance and opulence. The mansion was an architectural marvel, with its intricate designs and lavish interiors. The moment we stepped through the doors, the weight of our departure from Japan seemed to lift, if only slightly. The grandeur of our new home was overwhelming, but it was also a reminder of the life we were leaving behind. "Welcome home, boys," Dad's voice resonated through the grand hall as he greeted us. His presence was as imposing as ever, but there was a warmth in his eyes that softened his usual intimidating demeanor. He was well aware of the turmoil we had endured and was determined to make us feel as comfortable as possible. The first few days in the mansion were a whirlwind of adjustment. Dad's generosity was boundless—lavish meals, luxurious rooms, and a level of comfort that bordered on excess. It was his way of making up for the upheaval in our lives, and while it felt surreal, I could sense the genuine affection behind it all. Kirishima, ever the optimist, tried to make the best of our new situation. He marveled at the mansion's amenities and attempted to lighten the mood with his usual infectious enthusiasm. Denki, on the other hand, grappled with a mixture of relief and confusion, trying to find his footing in this new chapter of our lives. After a few days of settling in, Dad sat us down to discuss our next steps. He made it clear that while we would stay with him for a short while, he had plans for us to move into one of the other mansions he owned. These properties were more secluded, offering us a semblance of independence and a fresh start away from the shadows of our past. "We'll get you settled in the new mansion soon," Dad assured us. "I know this transition hasn't been easy, but I promise you, things will get better. You've all been through a lot, and I intend to make sure you have everything you need." His words were meant to comfort, but they also carried a weight of expectation. Living with Dad came with its own set of challenges—an unspoken understanding that we were stepping into a world filled with its own complexities. Yet, in this moment, there was solace in knowing that we had a place to call home and that Dad would be there to support us. As we prepared to move into our new residence, I couldn't help but reflect on how drastically our lives had changed. From the halls of UA to the grandeur of Dad's mansions, our journey had been marked by both loss and opportunity. We were starting anew, and while the future was uncertain, there was a flicker of hope that perhaps this new chapter could bring healing and redemption. In the end, it was clear that while the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, we had the strength to face them. Together, we would navigate this new world and find our place in it, forging our own path in the shadow of a legacy that was both a burden and a beacon. And as I looked around at my friends—Kirishima's unwavering optimism and Denki's tentative hope—I realized that we were not alone in this journey. We had each other, and that, in itself, was a source of strength as we stepped into the unknown.