I'm Going Crazy~ [BNHA AU story - Villain Deku]

Chapter 3

| WARNING: TRIGGERS |

The more I thought about Bakugo and what happened today, the more I wanted to murder than son of a bitch. He destroyed my dreams! He destroyed everything!

I felt my eyes starting to twitch as I felt more craziness taking over me. I shut my eyes and quickly shook my head, going back to normal. I heard my mom calling me out to dinner.

"Izuku! Dinner!" She yelled from the kitchen. I got up from my chair and walked to the kitchen, sitting down at the dinner table. My mom had made a whole platter of sushi and yakisoba which looked delicious. I began eating. Everything was normal and fine... until I had a vision.

| DEKU'S VISION |

Bakugo was tied down to a chair, cuts, bruises and blood all over him. He was wailing and sobbing loudly, hoping someone would hear him. From the corner of his eye, he saw a figure standing in the darkness who seemed to be sharpening a knife.

"You made a terrible mistake that day, Kacchan. If you hadn't of destroyed my notes... my dreams... my 'stupid fantasies' we wouldn't be in this mess right now."

I smirked down at the helpless boy. I raised my knife, aiming a spot to stab him.

"Izuku...? Izuku...?"

| END OF VISION |

IZUKU!!" My mom yelled. I suddenly woke up from my vision and looked up at her.

"Huh?" I looked at her. My mom had those worried look in her eyes. Her whole facial expression was telling me that she looked and was worried.

"Izuku, is everything alright?" She asked, placing her hand over mine. I didn't reply for a minute or two. I didn't want to. My mom then started to hold my hand. "Izuku, I know something is wrong but... I need you to tell me. I want to help but I can't unless you tell me what's going on."

There she goes again. Talking to me like when I was 5 years old. I jerked my hand away from her, holding my own hand to my chest. "Mom... I love you and all... but you need to stop treating me like a 5 year old! You're talking to me like that day when I found out that I could never get a Quirk! Everyone does! Like there is something wrong with me or I have a disease and I want it to stop!" I yelled at her. I couldn't bare it any longer. That bad sense was back in my body.

I walked away from the dinner table and into the bathroom, locking myself in. I leaned against the sink, sobbing and crying to myself. Of course something is wrong with me.

I breathed heavily, trying to calm down. I slowly looked up into the mirror but... I didn't see myself. Well... it wasn't me at all. It was a dark entity of me, just... smirking at me and staring at me with those evil eyes. Or... it's just me in the future.

The figure eyed a knife which was resting on the sink, like it was waiting for me. My eyes followed and I saw the knife, slowly picking it up. I then looked back at the future me who still had that smirk on his face.

"Do it, Deku. Think of all those times everyone teased you. Everyone made fun of you. Especially, Bakugo. That little prick does not deserve to live. You should kill him, Deku... but first... practice it on yourself... do it. Do it... do it... DO IT!"

I screamed with anger and slashed my wrists open with the knife, the blood pooring down my arms and splattering onto the floor. I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I remained standing there, watching my blood trickle down my arms.

I then started to laugh. It first came out soft but then got louder and crazy. I ended up cackling to myself and looking at myself in the mirror. I definitely wasn't me anymore.

Deku is not around anymore...