Downward Spiral (Izuocha)

Chapter 3 Bad Timing

Third Person P.O.V.

After that night a few days passed by and Friday had arrived in all its glory for the students at U.A.. Still, Midoriya's mind was slowly but surely, repeating the words he heard in his nightmare a few nights back when he least expected it. It would distract him in class but he would push them away by making sure he took notes and payed attention, even if it was one of Aizawa's lectures in his monotone and raspy voice. At least he wasn't the only one thinking back to those moments, as a bubbly brunette would find herself daydreaming about their embrace, and hoping that it meant more than consolidation for Deku's broken mind and thoughts. 

Anyhow, Aizawa had planned on doing quirk training in 1 vs 1 for the day, as their supernatural yet physical abilities had to improve, something he had shown back at the training camp, demonstrating with Bakugo's explosions. Everyone would face opponents with similar strength and quirks to push each other limits, as having only one opponent do that was not productive. This would be the cause of Midoriya's rematch, that would spark something out of his control.

Midoriya P.O.V.

After mister Aizawa announced what we would be doing for the day I knew exactly who my opponents would be due to their strength and/or speed in combat. Iida, Todoroki and Kirishima I would not have a problem facing as I consider them my friends and would also see this as training without holding back. However, it was Kacchan who scared me the most, as he would see it as an all out brawl and a rematch to try and prove once again that he can best me, and I had no doubt in my mind, as I am just Deku.

As soon as I was called for my training against Kacchan my legs began to fail me, but I had to push through as this was something a hero would need to face, that is if I really did become a hero and didn't fail midway. "Come on NERD! It's time to make the score margin even bigger." Of course he would call me that, and it is slowly getting on my nerves more every time he does so. "Show me you've improved, even though I'm still better than you DEKU!". That small line triggered a memory within me. "I am stronger and better in every way" that line had echoed through my head all weak every time we crossed paths, and today, I had enough of it.

We began our battle, me using 10% of full cowling to my advantage as he didn't expect me to improve my speed, while he would always try to counter with his explosions, hitting me every so often. I was infuriated, I didn't want to remember that nightmare, all of what had happened because of me. It haunted me. It was a well balanced battle until he hit me with a giant blast that sent me back. I need to get up and show him. COME ON. "Stand up you useless Deku and fight me! I want to kick your ass while you try and show me why I should consider you my rival." "SHUT UP!" I extended my right arm only for black tentacles to come out and start whipping around and some making heavy contact with Kacchan.

My arm went numb but I still couldn't stop the dark masses from my arm. It hurt, and I had no idea where they came from, all I knew was that those who were watching had the same astonished face that my rival had as he backed away. I just wanted it to stop, unable to control my quirk, just like he had said a few nights back, but the pain reminded me of my broken window, and I realized that this was the power that I unintentionally unleashed. My focus was still on my torn apart costume where the tendrils where coming from, until I heard a voice getting closer to me.

Ochako P.O.V.

I had just finished my training with Ojiro as he was a martial arts expert and I had gone to Gunhead's internship. I decided to go see Deku's training, as I wanted to see my friend succeed and improve, just like we all did. But my thought was snapped by a booming "SHUT UP!" from anther part of the training ground and some grunting made by two of my classmates. I hurried to see what was happening, and to my surprise, I saw Deku with weird dark tendrils coming out of his arm shaking violently and some even attacking Bakugo. I rushed to his side, as he didn't seem to stop the latest power he gained.

"DEKU-KUN" I exclaimed to get his attention, and finally reached his side. "Uraraka, please stay away, I don't want to hurt you!" I heard concern in his voice as he shifted his focus from his right arm to me constantly, not being able to decide what to do, and starting to panic. "Deku, look at me and breath slowly, try to relax, do not look at anything else, focus on me." I said calmly, hoping that this would get his full attention and that the tendrils would stop. He gazed into my eyes and began to relax, steadying his breaths and the dark mass retracting back into his arm. He grunted as they fully went back into him, but kept staring into my eyes, and let me do the same, examining those green emeralds he used to observe and study heroes and quirks.

Soon after, I realized what was happening and moved away rapidly as I felt my face heat up from the moment. "Thank you Uraraka." was all I heard and as I turned back, he was walking away with his head down, ashamed of what had just transcurred. It wasn't a common sight, and it hurt me more than I would like to admit seeing him in that state, even though I knew he wouldn't want to be close to anyone for some time.

Midoriya P.O.V. (with a small time skip)

As I walked out back to the dorms, all that went through my mind was I really can't control my quirk. They were all telling the truth. It repeated like a broken record in my head until I got to the common area of the dorms. I heard muffled out voices that may have been calling me, but I just headed to my room with my head down and layed on my bed, as I didn't want to hurt or injure anyone near me. Not only can I not control one quirk, but now two. I really am useless and pathetic. But three familiar light taps on my door was able to stop my thinking for a while, as I got up to see her dazzling brown eyes again that had captured me earlier that day.

Heyoo. So it is currently 11:20 pm and I just finished and I think I am proud of this chapter. I really want to give good meaning to the title of the story and how this may act on people, or at least, that's how I lived it. Either way it is in the past and all of you are loved and cared for, believe me when I say that. Anyway....... I want to say that my favorite character is Jiro and this is because she played bass in the festival and I have been playing bass for 6 years now. I will try to get the bassline for Hero Too and maybe even post it at the top of a chapter in this story or maybe another one? Well, have a good day, afternoon, evening and/or sleep and I shall see you tomorrow. ( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ )