Death Of A Hero

Izuku Midoriya part 2.

Ah. Killing. The very nature of it was naturally disturbing to izuku. He had spent his whole life dreaming of becoming the greatest hero to ever have lived. But he had changed. He found himself as a cold blooded killing machine. In just two weeks he had killed 40 criminals, petty criminals and high rank villains alike. He had also began tracking down corrupt HPSC employees, successfully finding and killing 10. He had clearly been extremely busy, but he had started noticing someone tracking him from afar, they had been following him supposedly trying to figure out the patrol routed he'd take and the type of people he'd hurt. This night in particular was no different.

"I know your there, my dear eraserhead."

"Pretty obvious, huh."

"Mysterio. That's my name."

"That's original." Shota aizawa chuckles, sarcastically of course.

"Oh shut it. I'll have you know I have many many secrets."

"Like what. Are you going to tell me or stand there like a fucking idiot."

"Well of course not, eraserhead! That would just ruin all the fun!" Izuku says "but I'm afraid I have to go, I refuse to get captured tonight, goodbye."

And with that izuku dashes off, circling around a few times, making sure that he's not being followed. He eventually makes it home at around 4am and decides just not to sleep.

Izuku pov - the next day at work

"You look absolutely hanging mate."

"Yeah, I didn't get alot of sleep last night."

I carry on with my day, on the verge of falling asleep. Every day Pretty much went the same, work, black market deals, vigilantism/villain work, run ins with eraser and repeat. It got pretty boring after a few years which is why....

Back to present day, with the LOV

"Hes telling the truth" Shigaraki announces to the whole league. He had called a meeting with all of the prominent members, including about 50 other villains.

Gasps all around the huge room arise as I walk onto the stage. Giving a slow applaud to the crowd. Whispers and cheers fill the room as I walk up to the mic.

"Hey guys, I got bored of my new life, Theres always something fun going on here, tell me. What have we been upto."

I feel Shigaraki's hand touch my arm, pulling me away from the crowd, with tears welling up in his eyes.

"Hey, izuku. What the fuck." He says, tears now falling. "I mean, I'm happy your alive but you've faked your death twice now, its getting excessive now. Stop scaring us this way."

"Okay, Tomura-kun. I'm sorry. Can I be apart of the league again?"

"You are anyway. Get that hair dye out and plastic surgery done and go back to being dekaiboli again."

"Yes boss." We laugh about that one short sentence as he wipes the tears and I do exactly that.

My identity as dekaiboli coming back was off to an amazing start. I had scared about 25 high level heroes and caught the attention of eraser again.

*clunk*

End of chapter

Writers note: sorry for not getting anything out, I've been getting terrible with motivation recently. As always, thank you for reading  and if you want anything changed please feel free to comment!