Izuku's P.O.V
I guess its finally time to tell you guys the truth. I know, y'all are wondering why I'm a villain.
Well, I'll give you your answer.
But.... To do so, we must go back.. Back in my past. Let's get to it shall we?
Going back a few years... Ten at most. When I was five years old. I..... Can't really remember a lot of it.... It's still blurry.....
So blurry... W-Well, why don't you guys just travel through my memories...
Your P.O.V
Five year old, Izuku Midoriya was running. Running from what? You're not sure. You just saw him running.
Izuku had a million thoughts running in his mind.
D-Did I just see that...? W-why...? W-why would a hero do that?! Izuku thought. He started to cry, but he kept running.
"N-no! I-I can't believe it! I-I won't believe it..." Izuku says, as he slows down.
He bits his lip, and looks behind him.
"Hero's are supposed to be good... They save people to help them feel safe... They don't just want fame... O-or money... Right...?" Izuku shakes his head and startes to walk to his house.
"Of course they don't! They want people to feel safe! I was just seeing things!"
What has he seen? You're still not sure. Confused, you still continued on in Izuku's mind.
Traveling a few years. Izuku is now seven. He was running again. He was crying again.
I can't believe this! Hero's aren't what they say they are! They're liars! I hate them! Ugh!
Izuku kept running. He shakes his head and looks forward.
I'm so not becoming a hero! I'm going to be a villain to show everyone who loves the 'heros' that they aren't what they seem to be!
Izuku ran home.
Izuku's P.O.V
Back To RealityI don't think you guys found the reason of me being a villain... Honestly... I can't remember what I was running from that day...
You would think I would remember, huh? Hmm...
Travel a bit farther, would you?
Honestly, I'm curious myself...
Why did I become a villain?
Your P.O.V
You travel a bit farther...
Seven year old, Izuku was walking home from school. He was looking at the ground, just trying to get his mind off of school.
Just then, a loud crash was heard from the house he was walking past. He jumps at the sound and looks at the house.
The house was a baby blue color and, in the front, had three windows. The door was white and gray curtains covered the windows, so you really couldn't see anything inside the house.
Izuku looks confused and concerned. He was about to dismiss the crash and walk away, until...
Bang!
Izuku jumped again and backed away from the house. He was about to pull his phone out and call the police, when the door opened and someone was thrown out the house.
It was a boy... He didn't look much older then five..
The person that threw him out, walked towards him and grabbed him by his shirt. The closer you look, the more of what you can see of the persons face.
It was a hero! He started to yell at the boy and eventually threw the boy to the ground again and walked inside. The boy cries on the ground and stays there.
Then, the hero comes back outside...
That's when your view turns black. You weren't sure of what had happened. Then, it goes to a different scene. Izuku was running again.
The same thing happened all over...
What had happened..?
Was the only thing you could think...
Izuku's P.O.V
Back to RealityGuess I found my reason... Wow... Who would've thought?
Oh, what happened?
Well, it was to gruesome for you too watch... I'll tell you the basics.
The hero killed the boy. He then, threatened me.
Crazy right?
And that guy's a hero!
I can't believe it...
You know, that boys murder was called a suicide?
God... Hero's are so twisted!
I mean, look at Todoroki's dad! He just wants the fame! He isn't a true hero...
Hell, Kacchan for sure, isn't a hero. He literally wants his hero name to have 'murder' in it! Some hero, right?
Heh... Now you know.
That's why I became a villain.
And that's why I want to kill Endeavor.
Now you know.
Be careful what you ask for, dearies~
Sorry It Was Short! I Hope You Enjoyed! Bye!
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FanfictionAs a child, Izuku Midoriya was born with three quirks. He was abandoned at the age of four years old. He was at school and when he came home, his parents were gone. They left, leaving him a note, money, a credit card (which got money every month to...