"OUTTA MY WAY, DUMBFUCKS!!"
Mitsuki was cursing and screaming at the idiots in these tin cans in front of her blocking traffic on the way to the Tattooin District. She had seen the smoke there and as she had gotten closer, explosions were then seen and she knew her son was doing this.
That wasn't the only thing that was making her boil, she also had a gut-punch feeling that Izuku would be there too. It made her scared that he is in the melee, and for someone who is Quirkless death would be instant.
"MOVE, I NEED TO GET TO MY KIDS!!"
"Fuck off, lady! We are in traffic!"
"SHUT UP!" Mitsuki flung an iron skillet out of nowhere and hit the driver right next to her, effectively causing him to yell in surprise and pain. She then honked the horn again before eventually abandoning her car and running towards the explosion, hoping that Fortune would grant her to make it in time.
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He was staring down at the concrete below, fighting his mind to just fucking jump and end his suffering. No one would fucking care, not even his own mother. She would just laugh and dance on his grave, glad that her worthless son is no longer living. This is just another statistic of Quirkless suicide, and they would just put it in the archives if he is lucky.
Yet his stomach was lurching hard, and it was overriding his despair to move away from the threat. He tried to squash it down and just do it, but his body would just fight even harder. Izuku's hands were gripping tightly on the rail and his legs were shaking furiously. Crying even harder at the pathetic display he was showing, he felt even more useless.
"God fucking dammit!" He screamed and his body just collapsed, refusing to let the verdanette complete the task. "I am fucking useless!!
Izuku was now walking with his head down, contemplating how to end his life since that was a bust. It was harder to do the action than to think about it, his depression making that want very tempting but his self-preservation was preventing him. It was telling him not to jump, that he needed to live and seek help. Help from who!? He can't ask for help, no one will help the Quirkless, whether by death or survival.
This is harder than I thought. I don't know what to do...I already missed a 'session' mom was making me do with a client, she will beat me for that. I am barely recovering from that yesterday, what if...sigh...what do they care? I'm Quirkless, they would say I probably deserve it, I lost count of how many times I have been in detention for sneezing alone, or for one teacher, in particular, a deepthroat session.
"Fortune has definitely dealt me a bad hand."
An explosion was heard and Izuku looked in the direction where a lot of smoke was billowing a couple of blocks ahead of him. More blasts were heard and within minutes a couple of Heroes arrived on the scene.
"Death Arms, Backdraft and Kamui Woods, huh?"
He walked towards the scene without any thought as he was being drawn in like a fly to sugar. Izuku didn't know why, but something was egging him to watch.
I guess I will be able to watch the spectacle before my final act.
After several tries, he was finally able to get to the front of the blockade, and what he had seen made his stomach churn. The Sludge Villain was right in front of him instead of inside the bottle All Might had him in, and he was currently holding a student hostage.
Oh my God, did I make All Might lose this Villain? I am such a useless idiot!!
"Midoriya!"
The greenette jolted and looked to the side and saw boys who usually hang out with Katsuki. "Tsubasa-kun, Riko-kun, what are you two doing here? Wait, where is Kacchan?"
Another explosion reverberated through the area and some of the sludge was able to get pushed away from the student. A student with soft Pomeranian blonde hair and deep red eyes.
Izuku's eyes widened and he ran towards the two without thinking, his mind only on one thing.
No, nonono! I can't let him die! If he does it will be all my fault!!
"Kacchan!!"
"Wait, Midoriya!!"
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Fate must have been cruel that day, as the Wheel of Fortune for those involved was not good. Sorrow, Despair, Fear, and for one particular person Death awaits.
She smiled as she continued to watch the mayhem, and frowned when the blonde incapacitated her creation and Death was nowhere to be seen on her chessboard. Deciding on giving a little nudge on a piece of loose wall, the scream of despair was heard when it landed on the boy marked for death.
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Life Within a Tarot Deck
FanfictionIzuku is at the breaking point where he was about to end it all. The abuse from home, at school, and no one to believe him that he needs help was too much to bear. What if someone suddenly hears his cries, yet they were the instigator? Will things m...
