Izuku the Killer

Chapter 4

A bus was driving down the street. In the bus was a class of students, Class 1-A. Bakugo was sitting at the very back of the bus, head leaning on the window, watching the buildings going by.

Kaminari: "Hey, Bakugo! Something wrong? You're unusually calm."

His eyes hardened, and his temper flared, bit before he could open his mouth he noticed something. It was gone in an instant, but deep in an alley, he saw a man, in a white hoodie and a bloody smile. He grit his teeth, knowing Izuku was watching.

Bakugo: "It's nothing dunce face. Just worry about yourself."

Kirishima: "He's right man, you're awfully quiet."

Bakugo: *Yelling* "I said it's nothing!"

In truth, Bakugo was freaking out. He now lived in fear that Izuku would just kill him if he got bored, which even his mother thought would happen. Now add on top of that Inko was still alive, was only seen when she wanted to be, and more than likely just as crazy as Izuku, and now he had to fear two pale faced Midoriyas, and one couldn't even sense the other.

After a few more minutes the bus stopped outside it's destination.

Aizawa: "We're here, get off."

The students got up exited the bus to see a hero standing in front of a large building.

???: "Hello, I am Thirteen. And welcome to the USJ."

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Izuku watched as the bus carrying 1-A went by, a small smirk accompanying his carved smile. That was until he felt someone move behind him, and he knew who it was without turning around.

Izuku: "Mom?"

He turned to see the pale face of Inko peering around the corner. She beckoned him over with a finger and then disappeared behind the corner. Izuku, now intrigued, followed. After a few more turns she stopped, and they both faced each other. Burnt green hair being pushed by a breeze that found it's way into the alley.

Izuku: "What do you want?"

She raised her hand until it was horizontal, a finger pointing at him.

Inko: "You. Don't go."

Izuku looked confused for a second before it dawned on him. He then chuckled and looked her in the eyes.

Izuku: "No."

Inko: "No?"

Izuku: "Whether you like it or not, I won't let the League of Dumbasses get away with this attack."

Inko: "But, you'll get hurt."

Her voice, just as hoarse as his carried the sound of care, but Izuku knew she wouldn't let him leave.

He slowly reached into his pocket.

Izuku: "I don't want to do this mom."

Inko reached into her sleeve.

Inko: "Neither do I, Izuku."

They rushed at each other. The only sound in the alley was the sound of metal on metal as their knives clashed. Then they passed each other, the only contact being their knives. After stopping they turned back around.

Izuku: "Let me go. They will die if I don't go."

Inko: "Always the hero. Why can't you be the bystander for once?"

She suddenly used her quirk, Attraction of Small Objects, and took Izuku's knife, gripping it in her other hand.

Izuku: "Not after being one my whole life."

He noticed a frown emerge on her face. Then he charged at her, now with no weapons. She clearly wasn't expecting him to fight with no weapon so she couldn't retaliate. He sent a punch into her stomach, making her drop both blades. Before he could knock her out however, she kicked up off the ground with agility she hadn't had before.

Izuku: "You've been training."

Inko: "Have to, to keep up with you."

She then smirked, turned around, and started walking away.

Inko: "Good luck dear, you'll need it."

She then dissappeared once more, this time not letting him follow.

Izuku: "Dammit. Ugh, I better go."

He then turned and went the opposite direction, towards the USJ.

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Things were not okay, not by a long shot. Thirteen was down, having been injured by her own quirk, Aizawa was exhausted from fighting a small army on his own, and moat of the students were split up. Aizawa blinked, causing his quirk to deactivate, and the quirks of many villains to reactivate. He didn't realize it, but a villain with a gun quirk was right behind him. Mysteriously, the lights flickered a little, and then a gunshot was heard, but the bullet never hit it's target.

???: "Well well well. The ever mysterious Eraserhead fighting like this? It doesn't suit you."

Aizawa didn't recognize the hoarse voice, but he did recognize the carved smile and pale skin of the man behind him when he turned around.

Izuku: "Don't you worry, I'm not here to harm. Well, you or the class anyway."

He then swung his knife out, and effectively slit the throat of the gun villain.

Izuku: "One down, many more to go."

Before Aizawa could stop him, he walked forward. This walk wasn't due to exhaustion, or overconfidence. This walk, was one of an experienced hunter, one that knew he would come out on top. A villain charged, but in the blink of an eye he was on the ground, gurgling on his own blood. One came in from the back, but didn't see the roundhouse kick that sent her back. She did however see the moment a knife was sent through her chest and into her heart.

Izuku was having the time of his life. So many thugs and criminals, all in the same place, all targets for him to kill. There was one however that he knew he stood no chance against. It wasn't a thug, it was a beast. It stood near the center next a blue haired man he knew as Shigaraki.

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Back before Yuu had given him the information on his mother, Izuku was sitting in a bar, with a blue haired man across from him at the table.

Shigaraki: "What do you mean no!?"

Izuku: "Exactly that. No. I'm a vigilante dipshit, I kill people like you. Now leave me alone."

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What was that beast, and why did Izuku feel like it could kill him in an instant?