⚠️WARNING: I guess gore-y?
Izuku's POV
No matter what kind of gruesome childhood Izuku had, it didn't prepare him one bit from the sight that awaited him in that cave. He'd seen his own fair share of gore and blood, hell he'd even participated in some. But seing it happen to someone you genuinely liked it just, felt a little different.
Maybe that was the reason why Izuku always felt so guilty about what he did these days.
The inside of the cave was splattered with the blood of Kota. In the mere minutes it took for Izuku to recover from the punch, Muscular had snapped Kota's neck and the blood from the wound had sprayed all over the walls of the cave. Kota's head laid at an unnatural angle. His bright brown eyes faded and dazed. Unseeing. His white clothes and black pants were matted with his blood and Muscular stood to the side staring satisfiedly at the dead body of Kota.
Kota's fingers were all bent in unnatural patterns courtesy of Muscular breaking them. There were several other parts of his body where his bones appeared cracked. Everything was dark red and Kota's screaming face was seared into Izuku's brain. Muscular had gone as far as to twistedly punch a whole through the boy's stomach and as Kota hanged from a rock on the wall, his internal organs spilled out in a gooey heap onto teh floor. Izuku's eyes burned with unshed tears and his bones hummed with energy.
No. Not yet. But he wanted to. No, you can't. But he needed to. No you can't. You can't. But he ignored that voice before and he could again.
And with that his control snapped and Izuku launched himself at Muscular. His mind flashed white for a moment and then shifted back into gear as Muscular cackled at what he thought was a futile attack from a near quirkless boy.
But as Izuku flew towards his doom, Muscular had launched a punch directed at his face with enough power to collapse his entire brain into a mushy pile next to the deceased Kota. Izuku twisted mid-air a new strenght coarsing through his body as he twisted, landed on the ground and jumped up again his dagger a streak of silver as it sought Muscular's heart.
Muscular's eyes widdened in suprise before he quickly created more muscle to cover his heart. When Izuku's knife connected with the muscle, he tore through everything with new strength and his knife shattered into pieces.
Don't do it. He heard a voice keep telling him as he could feel the mental bar slowly drain. He had to hurry this up.
Drawing both of his knives, Izuku dodges the punch Muscular throws by jumping onto the wall and with a kick that creates a dent in the wall, he launches himself forward to hit the villain. Muscular tries to throw out a punching combo with a neat kick but Izuku uses the man's bulky arms to dodge his way through the maze of flesh finally managing to get close enough to thrust his dagger towards the unprotected heart of Muscular.
Muscular dodges both but Izuku sneakily throws one underhand and it lands on the open skin of the villain as Muscular tries to recover his body back up in vain.
The strength behind Izuku's throw is enough to rip a complete hole through the villain's heart and with shocked eyes Muscular staggers back.
"But- but-" The man stutters and Izuku lands on his feet, creating another crater. White lightning sparks streaked from his entire body and the green flare of his eyes was practically visible through his contacts.
He didn't want to have used it so fast but he had to. Muscular lands backwards with a heavy thud, his quirk dissipating and with it the muscles he'd surrounded himself with. The villain closes his eyes slowly as his breathing stills and the pool of blood surrounding the body gorws increasing the smell of blood in the air by a lot. There's a trickle of blood falling from Muscular's lips and Izuku snarls.
Too easy. Again.
He taps Muscular on the chest and the man's flesh knits back together before Muscular's eyes flutter open again waking up in a pool of his own blood.
"What-?" He says in shock as he looks at Izuku.
Izuku smiles darkly, "Again."
Muscular doesn't have time to prepare himself as Izuku sends out strands of a black rope to hold down the villain as he takes out another dagger to slowly carve out pieces of flesh from the villain. Muscular screams loudly but Izuku rips off a piece of the villain's t-shirt and shoves it into his mouth. He holds the piece of flesh in his arms thorougly disgusted before he throws it at Muscular's face with a wet slap.
Before he continues he searches the villain's pocket and finds a photo of himself and he coldly accepts the information. With his search complete Izuku turns back, knife in hand as he starts to carve out words on the chest of Muscular.
Useless. Failure. Words that should've been directed at himself. Not good enough. Muscular was twitching his eyes fluttering open and close as he fought to stay concious. The muffled screams only frustrated Izuku more and with an angered yell and tears clouding his vision he stabs downwards into Muscular's heart and carves out the organ. It's still thumping and warm as Izuku holds it in his hand until he hurls it across the cave in anger and clutches his hair.
WHY. He wails silently, Why did something always happen?
Muscular had stopped twitching and the pool of blood was trickling out of the cave and down the cliff side in angry streaks of red.
Again.
Izuku says his eyes glaring radioactive green. And he reaches out to touch the man again. The meter was dropping at a rapid pace in his mind and he just couldn't bring himself to care.
Again.
He carved and carved, twisted, pulled, slashed, bled, and hurted until he felt that he shouldn't be doing this to Muscular and let the poor man die finally in piece. It wasn't Muscular's fault, sure he was the villain and killed Kota but more importantly Izuku was slow.
He had failed. He wasn't good enough. And failure always resulted in punishment. He slowly brought his knife to his leg and carved a long slash downwards into his leg not flinching as he bled. He couldn't afford to be emotional like before. His emotions were getting people killed. The scar on his leg would serve as his reminder to his failure of this day. At last Izuku stands up and hobbles over to Kota's body gently taking the boy off from where he hand on the cave wall. Taking the rest of Muscular's clothes, he wrapped the boy around in it and with careful gentleness, he activated One For All again and started to hop his way down the mountain, carrying Kota in a bridal carry.
I'm sorry I failed. I'm sorry I wasn't better. I shouldn't have stopped. I should've just went for you. I'm sorry Kota. I failed you like I failed everyone else.
Izuku's face had streaks of dried tears as they shed itself out of his eyes and down his cheeks to drop to the ground far below.
I'm so sorry.
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(1211 Words)
this is a random chapter that just shows what he can do... he has ofa and another quirk but it's not his quirk as I'll explain in the future as usual ;)
also the reason why he didn't use ofa to get kota back is bc he would've hurt kota with the amount of strength he exluded.
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