𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 ➵ TODODEKU

Karma's Touch

Izuku stared down at the green haired man as he groaned, slowly pushing himself to sit. He looked around before his attention turned to Izuku, who was staring down at him with a sharp glare.

The man quickly scrambled to his feet, taking a step back. His eyes darted around, looking for any means of escape or a way to call for help.

"There's no heroes around here, and if you do escape, you won't get very far." Izuku muffled through his mask, making him seem even more ominous.

"W-What the hell? W-Wh-Who are you?" Izuku enjoyed how frightened he was making the male, it amused him how Hisashi tried to hide the fact he was terrified, but his shaking and stuttering gave it away.

"You don't recognize your own son?" The young villain taunted, removing his mask. Staring into the dark eyes he once feared, Izuku could see the recognition and shock slowly enter his face.

Izuku would've laughed, but the words the man spoke next erased all humor of the situation, replacing it with nothing but anger.

"I thought you would've died on the streets. Who would've been stupid enough to take you in?" Izuku simply reacted out of anger, though he didn't mention his master's name, it enraged him off to no end that it was directed towards All For One, even though Hisashi didn't know.

His hand wrapped around the man's throat, lifting him with a glare. Hisashi looked into Izuku's, now, red eyes, his own dark ones wide as his hands instinctively wrapped around the shorter's wrist. He found it much harder to inhale any type of oxygen as Izuku's grip tightened.

"Don't talk about him like that." The green haired teen snarled.

Dropping him, Izuku glared down at Hisashi as he wheezed, holding his neck as he regained his breath.

Izuku kneeled in front of him, "now, let's not put up much of a fight, okay? And maybe I won't make you suffer too much."

"And...and what could you do...you're Quirkless." Hisashi spat, despite being strangled a minute ago, and obvious quiver in his voice, showing just how afraid he was.

Izuku hummed, standing to his feet as he placed his hands into his hoodie pockets, "maybe I was." He shrugged.

Hisashi could only stare up in confusion as Izuku took a few steps back.

"I'll give you ten seconds to choose. The hard way, or the easy way?" Izuku held up two fingers as he stared blankly at Hisashi, who was slowly standing to his feet.

"I highly suggest the easy way..." Izuku trailed as the man took off, making his way to two large doors of the warehouse, he sighing as he watched him.

"Guess we're going with the hard way." He mumbled, following with a casual walk, as a grin took over his freckled face, "I was hoping he'd choose that one."

(Izuku's a psychotic baby, good thing Shoto's on his good side now)

A purple and green aura surrounded Hisashi as he reached for the door, he letting out a gasp as he appeared in front of Izuku.

"Told you, you wouldn't get far."

Izuku stared down at Hisashi, his eyes glowing red as he went to grab his collar, only to take his hand back with a scowl as he used his own Quirk against him. He avoided the fire just in time, Hisashi backing away.

To say Izuku was getting annoyed would be quiet the understatement. Izuku followed after him, pulling his mask back on his face.

Hisashi quickly stood, hoping to put up a fight. "You're seriously starting to annoy me." Izuku hissed, a dark aura of purple surrounding him.

Izuku's time was getting waisted, Tomura had made it clear he had an hour to complete his task, and that was almost up. 'Guess I'll make this quick.' He thought in annoyance.

(Gore up ahead loves )

Izuku lifted his hand as the aura grew, and his eyes turned a beautiful but dangerous crimson. Izuku glared as he slowly began to squeeze his fist shut, still approaching the male.

Hisashi let out a pained groan-like gasp as he fell to his knees, clenching at his abdomen and chest. Izuku now stood above him, bending down in order or to be eye level with the male.

Blood was coming from his left eye, the eye practically crushed. His skin was looking as if it were cracking, blood sliding past the cut-like scars.

A dangerous psychotic grin took over his face as Hisashi looked up at him, seemingly trying to plead for his life as he opened his mouth, only to let out a groan of pain, before coughing on his own blood.

"This is Karma, bitch." Izuku stood, staring down at the male with wide, crazy eyes.

Shutting his fist, Izuku didn't blink as Hisashi's body "exploded". Bits and pieces of skin and organs lay strewn across the ground, a single finger or toe seen somewhere around the mess.

The murderous teen looked down at his hoodie with a muffled sigh, looking back at he bloody mess. His eyes now back to their forest green and the aura now gone.

"Look what you've done. Now I have to get more clothes."

Will Izuku finally be happy now that Hisashi and everyone, but Bakugo is dead?

I don't know

:)) -Series