Bad Luck - Villain Deku

Bad day or Worse Day

If Izuku knew he was going to end up being used as a hostage and saved by a bunch of heroes in training, then he should have just asked Kurogiri to do his shopping for him.

His day started with the usual nightmare. The same nightmare where he was forced to relive the incident of his mother's death. He had woken up deathly pale before he had to rush himself to the bathroom where he proceeded to throw up whatever he had for dinner last night. His luck didn't also seem to agree with him that day as well. Much to his annoyance, his latest experiment nearly got roasted. He went to check what went wrong and quickly found out it was due to his supply of green liquid already running low. He tried to look for some of it back at headquarter but found out he already used it as well. This day was getting shittier and shittier by the minute.

"Should i call for one of the members to get more?" Kurogiri asked as he watched the young scientist move some of the boxes in their storage room while obviously sulking.

"No need." Izuku replied "I'll just get it myself." 'and I need the the fresh air anyway'

 he thought and grimaced when he remembered the nightmare he had to go through.

"Are you certain? I don't think it would be wise to head out on your own, especially with your encounter with those kids from last time."

Izuku simply sent him a small smile as he walked past him and grabbed his white hoodie, the very same one he wore last time. He didn't have enough jackets to use, and he suppose walking around with a cleaner hoodie than a blood stain one is much comfortable than the latter

"I'll be fine Kurogiri-san. It's only a 30 minute walk from here."

"If you insist then I suppose I can open a warp gate for you. That would be much faster than taking the bus."

"really now..." Izuku sighs as he zips up the jacket.

Kurogiri dropped him off in an alleyway where no signs of life could see him "I'll be back as soon as I can..." He thanked the warp user before he quickly slipped into the busy crowd, his hoodie pulled up, and kept his head down.

As he followed the crowd, determined to keep a low profile and find his supplies as soon as possible, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of some heroes standing nearby, a crowd forming around them, and frowned. Turning his feet, he walked closer towards the crowd, curios as to what the fuss with the hero was about. So far, from what he had gathered from the crowd, the hero has recently made his debut and just stopped a villain from robbing a bank, there were some injured but it seemed the hero was able to seize the villain before he could do any further damage.

"I heard there was another incident just a few blocks away from the bank..." his ears perked up when he heard someone in the crowd lowly whisper "There was a shoot out in an electronic store when the bank robbery happened as well. From what I heard, a few people died and the heroes that arrived were too late on saving them." The young scientist bit his lower lip as his scarred hand balled into a fist.

"It's really a shame. I heard one of the victims was a mother and child. Apparently when the hero tried to calm the gunner down he ended up shooting some of the hostages out of desperation to escape."

Unable to hear the end of the story, Izuku quickly pushed himself out of the crowd before he made his way towards the direction of the shop. It angered him. The thought of losing a life all because a hero was unable to come on time or do his job properly was what greatly frustrated the teen. It created a burning sensation in his chest whenever he imagined what could have happened if a hero was able to come in time.

Izuku did not know how long he had been walking until he finally noticed how the crowd has thinned down and the noises have decreased. He stopped before he looked around, wanting to figure out how to get back to the main street.

"This days just keeps getting better and better..." he sighs at his own sarcasm before he pulled out his phone, hoping maybe the internet could help him get back to his previous location.

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Katsuki Bakugou was not the type to feel sentimental about things that happened in the past, but if that 'thing' involved the Midoriyas then maybe he can make an exception.

Not a single person in his neighborhood didn't know about the Midoriyas. Said family was quite known for their hospitality and kindness around his area. So when everyone heard about Hisashi Midoriya's suicide, it baffled them. How could a hard working man with a loving wife and innocent child suddenly commit suicide without even leaving a single note of good bye or reason?

Things just went down hill when the Karakuri bombing incident took place. Bakugou remembered how his mother and father stopped whatever they were doing and stared at the flat screen TV. He himself was also transfixed with the on going news about the hostage taking. At first he didn't mind and continued eating his dinner but the moment the remaining Midoriyas name were mentioned, his head quickly snapped back to the TV and watched as the scene unfolded before the cameras.

Everything happened so fast that the next thing he knew he saw the entire building on fire, half of it collapsing, before his parents quickly shut the TV and told him to go to bed.

The following day, Deku's seat was empty. It remained that way until he graduated. The only thing that reminded everyone of Deku's former presence in the classroom were his old drawings of All Might posted on the wall and the vase that held one single white Lily on top of his desk.

He was never able to forget about the Midoriyas, even when he finally entered high school. How can he, when the only thing he wished he did before the family disappeared was to apologize to the quirkless green haired child named Midoriya Izuku.

Now here he was, a bouquet of lilies laid down in front of Midoriya Inko's grave. He does this twice each year. He would bring the nicest flower he could find and come to Inko's grave where he would leave them right after he finished cleaning and polishing the gravestone. His parents didn't know he was doing this. In fact, he made sure not to let anyone know of this. He didn't want to let anyone know how sentimental it was for him.

Midoriya Izuku never had a grave. According to some neighbors, right after the bombing incident, Midoriya Izuku was sent to an orphanage. The next news they heard of him was when the orphanage he was placed in was burned to the ground. Everyone quickly assumed that he died in the fire.

dusting his pants, he gave a short bow in front of the grave before he quickly left the cemetery to head for the shopping district.

Taking a look at his phone, he scanned through the list, inwardly complaining why he had to do this.

"It's either the groceries or your allowance for the next 4 weeks." his mom threatened while his old man leisurely sat in the kitchen reading his morning newspaper.

"Stupid hag..." he lowly growls as he entered the nearest convenient store, completely missing a certain figure with a mop of green hair.

"Alright, I have everything else..." Midoriya scanned through his phone as he left a small shop that conveniently had some of the things he needed. Though it was a bit annoying that he lady on the cashier gave him a suspicious look after he purchased 10 packs of pain killers.

"Doctor's orders..." he replied when the lady tried to indirectly ask him about his purchase.

I'M BACK BITCHES, Sos that i have not published in a long time.... but i'm BACK !!!