Temporary Villain (Katsuki X Izuku) (fem Deku)(KatsuDeku)

Apologies

A/N welp. See end of chapter for an explanation.
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Izuku POV

I was still in a fetal position, curled up like a babe longing for it's mother's touch.

I want to know.

All For One Sensei What is the truth?

Shinsou asked me question after question.

My voice was caught dead in my throat as unanswered questions continued to be asked.

I was a monster.

I was a villain.

These kind people couldn't possibly accept me...

Never.

It was too late to go back it would be easier to go along with Sensei's plan. Dragon Flame, he was my father. My mother... who knows... probably dead.

"What did these villains do to you?"

My mind was covered in a haze.

"They hurt me... and I hurt them..."

"Oh?"

"Yes. We had sparring sessions. To me they had somehow become a twisted f*cked up family."

He visibly cringed and my former classmates looked away.

"Why are you here Izuku?"

The name still felt foreign to me. That green haired girl they spoke so fondly of could not be me.

"I..."

I may have recovered fragments of my memories but that did not mean I had come to formulate what was wrong versus right. I couldn't betray my villainous family even now. Not even when they brutally beat me. There was another thing too... the other spy was still lurking around. Who knows who it is?

"I can't say... I was sent to observe you herolike specimen."

My voice sounded so distant and not my own.

"How do you feel right now?"

"Confused. Angry. Sad. But most of all relieved."

I can't just get rid of this newly acquired villainous side. I could no longer be the good student who abided by the rules and showed up to school on time. I couldn't be a hero. The mere thought was enough to send me over the edge. Questions fell on flat ears even with the guidance of Shinsou's quirk. I couldn't be a hero when I had killed.

"Who is Dragon Flame?"

"My father, he has big plans for world domination. I think my original recessive quirk has to deal with it."

"What is the Midoriya quirk?"

"Hell if I know. Hah! I don't know a damn thing."

Using swear words was a commonplace thing for me now. It no longer felt awkward like it once had and my sailor's mouth could even put Kacchan to shame.

I just felt tired.

More questions were asked and there was little progress. They had recovered a broken piece, an empty shell of the past beloved Izuku Midoriya.

There would be more questioning but everyone was so fatigued.

After things settled down I had asked to speak to Kacchan alone.

"Can I speak with Kacchan alone?"

"Sure."

The others left and it was Kacchan and a hesitant Uraraka.