Chapter 1

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Alone... Barren... Cold... Three of many words you could describe what Izuku has been through at a ripe age of 4. Moving from alley to alley just to make it out of the cold, shifting along the breeze just to survive for another hour. It was Hard... Scarce... Impossible... Not something anyone no matter what age should endure. Is what other people would think if they heard my story.. well if they believed it.

Robber 1: HANDS IN THE AIR!!! EVERYONE!!

Robber 2: Everything in the bag. Money, bank statements, everything!

*In a bank full of middle-aged adults trying to cash in their monthly "good boy" money. I'm here because my first ever job sends a check instead of cash. Should've expected it though..*

Robber 1: **Shoots Gun into Air**

Robber 2: Come on~ I know there's more than that~ **Shoots into the air** I KNOW THERES MORE!!!

Bank Teller: **Cries while handing money**

*Of all the days... It had to be this one...? I just wanted to make a bank account man...*

Police sirens blare in the distance, anxiety lifts from most of the hostages and Izuku makes eye contact with one of the robbers. Izuku mentally groans as the robber walks towards him, grabs him and pushes outside, where he holds Izuku at gunpoint and demands

Robber 1: ANY ATTEMPT TO SAVE HIM OR STOP ME WILL RESULT IN EVERYONE IN THE BANK DYING!!

As cops negotiate, a Hero unfortunately running a day shift, unlike his usual night ones, saves the day as he wraps both Izuku and the robber and splits them apart. Other heros rush in and stop the bank robbery all together.

As the day has been saved, everyone shaken up and ready to go home, Izuku stood on the sidewalk, his hand on a ripped up check from being wrapped up like that

*And who knew being saved from a hostage situation could lead to you having no money the first 2 weeks of work... Goddammit.. I can't even pay rent anymore..*

On the way back home, Izuku stayed in his thoughts.

*I wish it was like when I was 20 again.. buying a house was like... I dunno some big ass number... but like less than whatever it is now... I wonder how Shigaraki's been... It's been a while since I've seen him... God that kid was such mouthful...*

While mid thought, dragging himself back to his apartment, he finds out that getting to said apartment was all in vain as he's been evicted and locked out of his own room.

Izuku: Fuck man... I can't even... Fuck man.. FUCK

Izuku drags himself into the cold of night, groaning as he remembered where and what he grew up from, groaning as he walks from alley to alley.. deciding on an abandoned bar for tonight's rest.

With no thought, he breaks in, regardless of how loud he was. He was cold.. and tired. I mean, can you blame him??

Breaking into said bar, he heard noises, what had seemed to be arguing, slaps and punches being thrown around above him. Izuku, groaning at the noise, couldn't just let it be.

*You know Izuku... You could just leave it be and go to sleep? Yeah. Yeah. Just go to sleep Izuku. Why am I like this...*

In front of the door of said noise, he breaks it down, no effort before walking in on The whole of the League of Villains pummeling what seemed to be a kid no older than 15, blonde spiky hair and an angry look on his face.

Izuku: Um... Did I walk in on something.. or?

Everyone stood still before instantly reacting. Dabi threw his blue flames, Toga lunged at him with her knives and Shigaraki lunged at his legs, all three hoping to kill Izuku with no noise

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