Depend Quirk - Beginning

11.

After a short silence from the black-haired man, he finally asked. - Where are you now? — The man hoped that the boy was safe and wouldn't try anything stupid.

— I locked myself in my room. — Izuku kept listening to see if any of the men were approaching him. He was aware that the man on the other end of the phone was talking to him, but when he heard the voice of one of the men, Izuku focused more on their conversation.

— Watch what you're doing, idiot! — he raised his voice irritably, looking at his partner. However, he looked at the broken cup and then looked up at the other man with a grimace.

— Calm down. — He said calmly, rolling his eyes at the grimace on the other man's face. — Nothing happened, this brat is quirkless. — He shrugged and smiled mockingly.

The other man didn't say anything, just sighed and shook his head. He disagreed with his friend, they still took risks even if the kid didn't have a quirk. "Quirkless or not, we have to be careful. — We need him alive, otherwise, there will be no money left. - At these words, his partner just laughed and leaned against the kitchen cabinet, crossing his arms.

— I'm begging you, he's probably as naive as his mother. — These words caught Izuku's attention. These two knew his mother? And why would they need it for anything? Izuku slowly opened the door and looked at it, all the while being in contact with Aizawa, who was probably on his way to him. — She believed we would let her go. — the man's malicious laughter echoed around the apartment.

— That doesn't mean you had to kill her. — He rolled his eyes and looked around the apartment. His partner irritated him more and more and he wanted to finally finish his job and rest.

-Kill? I just helped her get hit by the car. — Izuku couldn't believe what he heard. For years he had been wondering how his mother's death could have happened since she would not have been hit by a speeding car... And he finally knew the answer.

He looked at the phone and sighed. — Sorry... — he said normally and put the phone down, not paying attention to the fact that the man was saying something to him.

— Why are you apologizing? Midoriya? — Aizawa looked at the phone, not understanding the situation. Did something happen to the boy? The only thing he heard was the sound of the conversation ending, which worried him. — I have a bad feeling... — he quickly put the phone away and continued on his way to the boy's apartment. In the meantime, he notified the police.

Meanwhile, Izuku left the room and stood in front of the two men in the kitchen. — It doesn't look like he doesn't have a quirk. — These words slightly intrigued the other man, who turned around and saw a green-haired man with wings and a halo. He just smiled at the sight of the boy, happy that he had spared them from searching for him.

He walked up to him, grinning from ear to ear. — Thanks for making the job easier, puppy. — Izuku didn't say anything, he just raised his hands with clenched fists. He felt like something was boiling inside him, burning. The things that calmed him and kept his emotions in check were no longer coping. — Want to fight? — The frontman laughed and took a position, aiming a punch at the boy's chest. The second man stood behind and just watched the whole incident.

To the man's surprise, Izuku blocked his attack and pushed him away by kicking him in the stomach. The smile disappeared from the man's face and was replaced by a grimace of pain. Before he could attack again, the boy punched him hard in the chest and pushed him back, causing the man to lose his balance and fall backward, crashing into the TV. The second man, surprised by the development of events, stood in a fighting position, not sure what the boy would do. He only saw the boy's wings rise and spread, — You're next. — These words gave him goosebumps, and the murderous look in the boy's golden eyes shining in the darkness only increased his fear.