The Villain Within

Chapter 3~

Yeah yeah "It's been months!!" "Did you die?!?!" Leave me alone I got sad and didn't want to, but I remember this bomb ass plot so yeah fuck ya'll I'm doing this for me. >:/
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*Still Izuku's P.O.V*

Shit. Shit. Shit.

'What did I think of this crime scene?'?

I thought it was a wonderful display of justice, but I'd be thrown in jail before I could even finish the sentence.

I had to think of something, and quick, because Eraserhead is smart, he'd have me arrested just for that suspicion, and my hair would have me convicted in minutes.

"I think it's horrible... I can't believe something so gruesome could happen to a pro hero.." I said, in a tone of disbelief.

"Its the risk of the job, hell, a risk of life, but I have a couple more questions then I'll leave you be," Eraserhead grined, he was up to something, I had to figure out what before I was done for.

"How did you recognize that guy as a pro hero? I mean he's covered in stab wounds, and blood.." Eraserhead questioned.

FUCK. FUCK. FUCCKKKK!

"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" Eraserhead asked, he was about to call the police over to arrest me, I could see it in his expression.

"Not really... Hah.. It's a little bit awkward to admit but I'm kinda.. A hero fanatic.." I blurted out, and then looked away, pretending to hide a blush.

"I get bullied for it a lot but at home I have like 10+ notebooks on information about hero's, I guess it's more of an obsession rather than a hobby at this point.." I said, not lying, my obsession with hero's was borderline concerning.

Eraserhead nodded, as if to say, "carry on building a defense".

"Like I have information written down from quirk information to costume design, for instance I know your scarf is special in a way that you can throw it out and it can trap bad guys! Oh oh!! And your quirk let's you erase anyones quirk who you can look at, but it causing your hair to stick up, and the effects stop when you blink," I said, god it really is disgusting how much of a fanatic I was.

Eraserhead seemed suprised that I knew so much.

"Wow kid, do you have some sort of memory or analysis quirk?" Eraserhead asked in a dead tone.

I was getting angry, why does everyone think my strengths are from quirks? Why do I have to have a quirk to be anything? I bet he'll say something soul crushing like All might did.

"I don't have a quirk..." I said barely in a whisper.

"Ah. Well one last question kid and you're free to go" Eraserhead asked.

"You notice anything off about the crime scene?" He asked.

Did I notice anything? Well yeah, of course, I knew some things where gone since I was the one who killed him.

"The lack of blood splatter on the walls? and there's no murder weapon.. Now that you look at it there's not really enough blood for the damage done" I said in a questioning tone.

"Maybe he was running from where he was initially attacked, no that wouldn't make sense since there would be a trail, and that's a small one way ally, he would of been able to get to safty before hand," I continued.

"So his body was moved, probably when the body was still fresh because there is a little blood pooling.. A quirk most likely moved it" I finished.

"Exactly.." Eraserhead mumbled, he is way to smart... If I do end up joining this 'league' he'll have to a priority.