From a Hero to Death's adopted Son

Chapter 1

3rd Person's POV

After 200 years, humans should have overcome the fear of the unusual, after all the appearances of quirks should have seen to that. Yet humans remain naive and insecure, one false rumor, one false evidence, and they are quick to betray one of their own. Even if said person was the most selfless being in creation. Giving and giving without asking for anything in return, yet receiving only spite and hatred in the end anyway. A cycle so vicious that it never seems to end. A cycle that is known to Izuku Midoriya, and one that has reached its peak of cruelty.

One video, sent to his peers and finally the cycle spins out of control, with every high power trying to stop it. Only one higher power looks at this with sympathy for it can already see the outcome. Knowing that whatever they try to do now, will amount to nothing. It is over, the cycle should have been stopped sooner, now it is too late for any of the others to interfere. But him, and he will once the boy is in front of him, yet for now all he can do is watch as a young soul is robbed of everything.

Izuku's POV

"Traitor!"

"You backstabbing scum!"

I tried my best to shield myself but thanks to Kirishima, Ida and Bakugo it was impossible to do so. Everytime I had a solid defense their attacks broke through it, either with a powerful kick, explosion or hardened fist. All I could do while laying on the ground was try to mitigate the damage, I did hear two voices arguing with them.

"STOP! Deku-kun couldn't have done this!"

"YEAH! Mean green is innocent! So, stop this, you are going to kill him!"

Jiro and Uraraka tried to reason with them, even tried to get to me in the beginning to shield me. Only for Sero to tape them together and also tape Jiro's earphone jacks together, since she tried to free both of them. Now all they could do is watch as I was beaten by our classmates.

"And here I thought highschool will be different, so much for that.*sigh* Just have to wait a little bit longer, one of the teachers will notice any minute now. Recovery Girl is going to flip her shit once I'm back in the infirmary."

Suddenly one of Bakugo's explosions rocked me into a wall, I felt my ribcage crack until I felt one more hit from Ida. His kick broke it and I had difficulties breathing, I tried to somehow tell them this. But I could only release gasps and wheezes, until the door opened and in walks All Might.

"Finally, someone notice th-"

My thoughts stopped once All Might buffed up and kicked me into the chest again with whatever embers of Ofa he had left. I felt my ribcage shatter and felt multiple ribs puncture my lungs but I also felt one somehow stabbing my heart.

"I should have never given you Ofa, luckily there is a failsafe in case one of the successors goes rogue.*plucks Izuku's hair and eats it discreetly*"

After whispering that to me, I felt Ofa leave my body, but I also felt "it's" reluctance to do so. I could hear some voices protest and one shout in indignation. I looked up and tried to speak, but as I opened my mouth. I cough up blood, once its metallic taste reaches my brain. My vision fades to black. I faintly heard Aizawa before rapid steps approached me, then I believe I heard Todoroki's voice but I just want to sleep.

"Maybe this nightmare will be over when I wake up."

Aizawa's POV

After All Might ran out of the conference room, I was tasked to run after him. On my way I ran into Tokoyami, Shoji, and Todoroki. They saw my face of distress and quickly followed me, once in my classroom with them coming in right behind me. I see my students all glaring at the back of the room, so quickly I focus my attention there.