Subject 1-A: Midoriya, Izuku (Villain Deku)

Chapter 23: My Own World

"Let me out of here!" Izuku had been yelling for the last three hours. His voice was starting to sound raspy and his hands were raw from shaking the bars if the cell. "I promise I'll do better! I promise I'll keep my mind sane! Don't throw me away!!"

He started sobbing before he could stop himself. "I-I didn't do anything wrong..."

He detached himself from the bars and sat in the corner, curling himself into a ball of self pity. He knew his mind wasn't back to normal. Something was off. It scared him so bad.

"I really could kill them all."

The epiphany came much calmer then he would've expected. Instead of being scared of the realization, he stated it almost like a fact.

"I could kill them all, but I wouldn't. Right?"

Right?

It had been hours. Izuku's mind was fuzzy and the idea of murder lingered. He had thought of all the ways Dabi had taught him to torture someone. He wouldn't just kill, he would prolong their suffering until he felt they got what they deserved, then he'd end it quickly. A slash to the neck or a bullet to the heart would do just fine...

His thoughts were interrupted by metal clanging on metal. Izuku looked up to see a tray of food in his cell. Dabi had brought it and had slid it in from the small opening between the floor and and bars. "Eat up, brat."

Izuku frowned at the food. "No."

"Well than, I guess you can starve."

He went to grab the tray and Izuku grabbed his arm, tugging in under the cell door until it got stuck. Izuku sat on his arm and reached for his pocket where the key would be. "Get off me!" Dabi tried to pull his arm away, but it was stuck between a rock and a hard place, in other words, the cell door and Izuku's butt. The boy didn't weigh a lot, but with the cell door added to the trap, it would take him a minute to get his arm free.

After rummaging through Dabi's pockets for a moment, he found what he was looking for. He stood triumphantly with the key in his hand. "See ya, sucker." He opened the cage up, shoving Dabi along with the door, then made a run for it. "Parting is such sweet sorrow." He let out an insane laugh as he ran towards the exit.

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Izuku had made a detour to grab a gun, two pockets full of bullets, a holster with more bullets, three knives, and he changed into his villain costume. If he wanted to kill, he was gonna kill in style.

He ran into Twice first. He wasn't too thrilled about wasting his bullets, so he decided on hand to hand. As Twice ran at him, he ducked and tripped the man. Without missing a beat, he grabbed Twice's arm and twisted it until he felt it pop out of its socket. Twice yelped in pain, but Izuku wasn't done. He wrapped his hands around Twice's neck.

"Don't want you to spill the beans." His hands tightened and his grin widened.

"Get...off...you...brat!" Twice was having trouble getting air into his lungs.

Izuku wasn't stronger than Twice. Far from it. Twice grabbed him by the back of the vest and yanked the boy off of him. The grip on his neck tightened, but Twice had nabbed once of Izuku's knives. He grabbed the weapon and aimed the blade at Izuku's arm.

Deciding that it was better to let Twice get away than have his arm impaled, Izuku dodged the knife to his arm. Instead, he grabbed his gun at his waist. Wasting no time, he aimed the gun and shot.

Twice was sent to the floor, withing in pain. Once again, Izuku couldn't bring himself to kill the man. He had shot him in the shoulder. He kicked the stolen knife out of Twice's hand and stuck it back in its sheath.

Izuku had to hurry. Dabi would get free soon. He didn't need any more distractions. He ran towards the weapons room and found a couple canisters of gases. One was tear gas, two smoke bombs, and the last was poison. He stuck those in his pockets. When he turned to leave. Shigaraki and Toga were there.

Before a word could be said, Izuku threw down one of the smoke bombs. He ran past the two and towards the exit. He had an eye open for Kurogiri.

The door to the bar burst open and Izuku held up a gun. There, Kurogiri was, cleaning glasses. "I won't stop you."

Izuku was taken aback. "Huh?"

"Kill, trap, send off...I don't think that an asylum or hell is a place for a child. I wish you well on your own. Don't die too soon."

Izuku grinned. "Knew I could count on you." Izuku shot him in the shoulder for good measure.

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Izuku wandered through the streets. It had been hours since he ate, but his stomach wouldn't rumble. He didn't feel hunger pangs. He didn't feel thirsty either. All he wanted to do was go on a rampage. He wanted to kill and cause havoc. He wanted to see blood and guts on the walls.

And he knew the perfect target.

He was going to U. A.

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You wanted insane Izuku, I give you insane Izuku.

He's a lot of fun to write and his actions are just as much as a surprise to me as everyone else, since I plan one thing, but decide as I'm typing it 'What's more messed up?'. It's fun