The Deku

Chapter 9: Breaking Point

"M-Mom!" Izuku blurted out. Big mistake.

No one had come into the room just yet. Still, he looked around frantically and launched from the spot on the ground he felt his feet had glued themselves to.

The boy rushed the table and quickly shook his mother. "Hey! W-Wake up!" He shouted.

"He's in here!" A voice announced through the doorway, prompting him to look up and immediately meet eyes with the same villain who didn't wear a mask that day. The one with spots all over his body.

"Jig is up, pal. Surrender yourself and maybe we'll make you useful." He said.

Izuku pulled up his gun and fired.

The Spot villain ducked and activated his Quirk, covering his body in the hard spots and standing back up.

"You can't penetrate my skin with that gun." He snickered. "Might as well give up while you can. We don't consider just anyone a threat for killing a few of us. But a few more and my boss won't be so forgivable."

Izuku didn't listen to his warning. He aimed and fired the gun. Despite the confidence in the villain, the bullets passed straight through his shoulder, causing him to howl in pain.

"Damn!" He hissed and collapsed to inspect his wounds and avoid further hits.

Neither of them knew it, but a smile began to grow on Izuku's lips through his mask.

Inko Midoriya, his mother, began to stir on the table in her restraints.

"Tryna....tryna be a hero, are we, kid? I'm interested to see that of all the test subjects here, you went straight for that useless bitch."

Izuku roared out and began firing bullets in his direction, although he was still out of sight on the ground clutching his shoulder.

The Spot villain quickly jumped up and fired his own pistol.

The bullets passed by Izuku narrowly and he unloaded the rest of the magazine at the villain, hitting him again in his arm.

He used the rest of his energy to activate his Quirk and rush out the door.

Izuku quickly reloaded to the best of his knowledge with this new gun, unclipping the magazine and loading in more bullets then clamping it back and firing at the door as more faceless villains tried to get in.

There wasn't enough bullets nor time to get out of this having killed all of them, so he only thing he could do now was grab his mother and run.

With the adrenaline of being in his first fire fight, he pulled off the restraints and scooped up the wounded woman in his arms like a firefighter would.

Then, he made a break for the door, passing through, and passing by a few bodies around his feet.

Miraculously, no one seemed to follow as he ran out of the factory and through the warehouse district until he felt something warm and wet making his grip on his mother slippery.

Turning the corner of an abandoned and decently hidden warehouse, he hid them both and finally looked down at her.

Inko had an enormous dark red spot on her hospital gown which was leaking through and down her body.

The Spot villain managed to hit her with the frantic bullets he fired. Whether he meant to hit her or not, it meant the same to Izuku.

"M-Mom?!" He rustled her in his arms as he collapsed to his knees, resting her body on his thighs. "Mom! Don't go! Please hold on! I'm here! I just got here! Please!"

She opened her eyes to look up at his own. Through the mask, she recognized them as her son.

"Mom!" Izuku quickly pulled off his mask for them both to look deeper at each other. Tears flowed down his cheeks.

Her mouth was stuck half-open, as she slowly, weakly raised her arm up to his head. She planted the palm of her hand against his wet cheek.

She did not have the strength to tell him anything, nor the strength to move. The last of her energy was spent with one subtle gesture of love for her son.

Then, as her hand fell from his face and her eyes turned to glass, Izuku sobbed loudly.

"I'm... I'm here.... I'm here, Mom..." He sobbed repeatedly, choking up and losing himself. He pulled her upper body up closer and hugged it tightly.

"I'm so sorry... So so so so sorry..."

The only one who ever thought he could become a hero, even without a Quirk, even with doubts of her own, was gone. Like flashing lights in slow motion, many many thoughts passed through the boy's mind at once, then went away and replaced themselves with bitter emptiness that numbed his senses.

Tears flowed, and then stopped. His hands curved tightly into fists, then loosened their grip.

He went through these shockwaves for what felt like hours, while the villainous group at the factory didn't know what to think about what happened.

Izuku didn't know which of the people he had killed before were involved with taking his mother. When the five villains attacked in the first place, all but one wore masks. Still he was able to recognize one with wrinkled skin. And the one with spots.

"What the hell was that?!" The very villain hissed in pain as a female villain, who happened to be wearing the same black clothes from when she helped in kidnapping the woman, was treating his wounds.

"Nobody knew what that kid was capable of. Apparently." She sighed.

"The League of Villains recruited middle schoolers, teenagers, high schoolers, kids. How did we let this one get away with this?!" He snapped.

"Because this one already had a mission." A new voice rang through the factory.

A dark shadow hung over the group of villains who were counting their dead, and treating their wounded.

"B-Boss..." The Spot villain addressed him.

"All we welcome in are dangerous no matter what they look like." He said, seemingly not affected by the situation. Like everything that happens, in and out of control, is part of his plan. Or he had the patience of a god.

"This boy wanted revenge." He continued. "You took his loved one, and he took her back. I say let him go. He is no longer relevant. We will move on."

"He took a proto-Noumu, Sensei." The female villain reminded him.

"Proto, meaning she was no where near ready. We have her blood, and we have more Noumu. Life goes on, Fatale." He addressed her villain name.

"Young Shigaraki has been given three new Noumu to test. Let's get back to work if we want to grow our forces, properly."

"We can't just let this slide, sensei." The Spots villain nudged.

"Sure we can! And if the boy decides to come back, we will be prepared. He is Quirkless. Good with a firearm, sure. But we have everything he does not. He won't get far next time." He said through his intimidating yet necessary mask, and marched off.