The Villain Within

Chapter 1~

*3rd person P.O.V*

Izuku just had the trashiest day of his whole miserable life, and that's saying something.

Izuku's idol, All Might, who coincidentally was the only person keeping Izuku from ending his dreams, just said that he could never follow his one dream of being a hero.

Izuku knew he should be crying but for some reason he couldn't. No hint of sadness could be found, not even in the deepest darkest part of his soul.

What Izuku felt was anger.

All the anger that Izuku had pushed down all his life was rising up. It burnt.

All the rage that he kept in so he didn't accidentally snap on bakugo, his "friend", all the greed that he flush down so he could give to the world and achieve his dream of being a hero.

All the pain of acting like the perfect person.

Izuku didn't push the feelings of hate down this time. No this time he ate them up.

Izuku was a shell of rage and aggression. Izuku knew this wasn't a healthy state but it felt so nice.

Izuku was walking down the stairs of the building that he was on.

He was slouched and his eyes where dull. The stars that use to fill them burnt out.

Izuku wanted to do something, anything with his beautiful rage, if not use it, atleast do something.

Izuku was walking around, like he normally would, accept without the pep in his step.

Even complete strangers could see something was off, but they said nothing, maybe he had a bad day? Maybe he was just always like this? Maybe he just has one of those resting faces.

So the strangers payed him no mind anymore, it wasn't their problem, if something was wrong, a hero would either help him, or bring him to justice if he was going to commit a crime.

Izuku walked down an ally, just wandering.

As he was about to turn a corner he saw a rising hero, and some man.

*Izuku's P.O.V*

"That's the pro hero, Summoner, he's been rising in popularity after all the villains he's been taking out," I thought.

"His power goes heavily unnoticed because of the weaker power, and how much damage he does to the city," I continued my thoughts, making sure not to mumble, or I'd be given away.

"He can summon void like creatures, they have low levels of strength, but they mob the villains, and civilians," I finished my thoughts.

I then saw summoner give the man a wad of cash, maybe he was paying his rent, I'm not sure.

That's when I overheard somethings.

"The villain will set an attack at the bank up the ally, this will be his 'Debute' attack, he does attack commison work for hero's, his lawyer is amazing so he won't get jail time," The man said.

"What's his quirk? I'll make it look like I read the situation well," Summoner said.

"He can turn his body to wax, I trust you can figure a plan that seems like it would work, he'll go along with it, and let you win," The man said.

"Alright, it's tommorrow I assume?" Summoner asked.

"Yes" The man said as he got a phone call.

I stopped listening in.

This was pissing me off, hero's where the same as villains, this hero was a villain in hero's clothing.

The rage in my body took over, I grabbed a knife I found by a nearby dumpster.

It was a nice knife, I assumed it was used in something illegal, although it was clean.

I hid it in my backpack, and put on my normal happy smile, as I pretended I just started walking down this ally, and turned to see a popular pro hero.

I made my eyes light up as I 'first saw him' and ran up to him.

"Oh gosh! It's the pro hero summoner!" I say in an extremely happy and excited voice.

"Haha yes young one! It is I!" Summoner said, a now obviously fake smile on his face.

"I'm a really big fan! Do you mind signing my notebook?!" I asked as I took my backpack off my pack and pretended to be rummaging around in it.

"Sure thing! Just give it to me, along with a pen, and I'll sign it!" Summoner said with a laugh, the attention feeding his ego.

I grabbed the notebook kacchan burnt up and flipped to the page behind All Mights signature.

I then handed it to him with a marker, the same one All Might had used to sign my notebook, before he crushed my dreams.

He began signing it.

"And who should I dedicate this to?" Summoner asked.

"Izuku Midoriya" I said with a smile as I put my hand on the knife in my bag.

"I-z-u-k-u-M-i-d-o-r-i-" Summoner started to spell outloud when I took my knife and stabbed him in the stomach.

I did it again, and again, and again, 5 more times, before he was on the ground, he had dropped my notebook.

Before he could summon his quirk I stabbed his hands.

"You make your void creatures by channeling 'void energy', as you call it, through your hands, if something where to happen to them, you wouldn't be able to, right?" I asked, a grin forming on my face as it and the rest of me was getting covered in blood.

Summoner was about to scream out when I pressed the knife to his throat.

"Better not, even though you're bleeding out, you might be able to make it, I didn't strike any major organs, but, if you think about yelling I'll slice your throat so far that the only thing attaching your head to your body will be your spine," I said with a light chuckle.

The warm blood on me was comforting, was this who I really was-? Why was I keeping it a secret so long...

Now some might call me sadistic, but I'm not getting "active" from his pain, but its comforting.

Summoner then nodded lightly.

"Why are you hurting me-" Summoner asked, pain filling his voice.

"Because, you're worse then the villain filth that you where talking to a bit ago, you hurt people just for fame, I'm sure you get a lot of girls, and money, right?" I asked in a 'I understand' tone.

"Y-yeah! Girls pile at me! A-and my agency pays me more the more villains I defeat!" Summoner said, making me scowl in disgust.

"As I thought, trash... I really don't see a point in you..." I said with a hum.

"I think I'll kill you now!" I said, regaining a cheer, a somewhat real one.

I brought the knife down in his chest, breaking through his ribcage, piercing his lungs, then finally, his heart, causing his life to leave his body.

Once he died I took a deep breath, my day being so much better already.

That's when I heard a whistle to my right, leading for me to look that way.

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Haha neat right-? Izuku is a murdering little kiddo, thanks Bakugo.

Anywho, if ya'll want a izuku ship for this story comment here, preferably gay because I write that better, but straight is okay~