This story is being rewritten, Sorry for the delay in chapters.
Chapter One- A boy is a gun
Izuku has spent the last 5 years in this prison. Since he was 13, he's counted every day, every hour, every minute.
Overhaul needed funding for his project, and having a top fighter in the most numerous fighting ring seemed a great place to start.
His knuckles are bruised and bloody, sweat drips down the bridge of his nose as he beats his skin black and blue against the punching bag. It swings high with each powerful blow. He stops briefly to rewrap his hands.
He's short and stacked with powerful muscle. Behind his face is a twisted machine that calculates and mutters and counts behind lips zipped shut. Shorts hang loose on his hips and his ankles are wrapped in athletic tape like his hands.
His birthday is soon. He stopped caring a while ago, but never forgot. He refused to let himself forget his age, his name. They called him by anything but his name, he could care less.
He would always be Izuku Midoriya. And as of 2:37am, he was 18 years old.
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Bullet Through My Heart
FanfictionIzuku was kidnapped at a young age because of his quirk. Soon enough, he gave up all hope of rescue. Aizawa failed this case. And it had haunted him for 10 years. But soon, new evidence comes into play, reopening the case.
