One against All

Chapter 16

How the hell did he get himself in this situation?

Walking down the street besides his mother, he was trying his hardest to pay attention to her words. She was mumbling endlessly, useless words leaving her mouth that aren't interesting in the slightest.

"Why haven't we been hanging out as much?" She asks him, and he allows a soft, albeit fake, smile to be plastered on his face.

"I've been studying, and trying to find a good highschool" he lies through his teeth easily, the words slipping off his tongue.

He's lied to her for years. So why would she even figure that out now?

A small sigh escapes her lips and she nods, wringing her hands together nervously, "yes, yes, school...." She trails.

Izuku has to ignore the pitying gaze she gives him. Looking at him and fretting over him like he's glass. He's perfectly fine, she doesn't need to act like this. It's too suffocating.

But she loves you. That betraying thought enters his mind. Where was that love before he was diagnosed quirkless, like it was some disease? Not here anymore.

She has a different way of showing it, not every parent has to care for a q- That thought is disregarded. Of course she would have it different. He was a quirkless freak for fuck sake. A good-for-nothing that didn't deserve his life.

"How's your search going?" Asks Inko as they enter the store.

The noncommittal hum that left his mouth was drawled out, "it's going, there's not much to talk about with it, some schools are available and others not"

He put it simply, because that's just that. Why would he tell her that he's planning to go to UA? Inko grabs a shopping basket, and they move to the produce section.

"Do you want to have Katsudon tonight?"

"Sure"

"What abou-"

A slam and crash echoed from the front of the store, having Izuku spin around. His eyes locked with frantic blue specs, and the male who slammed into the store charged over to the teen.

Inko tried to grip her son's arm before he shoved her away. It was instinctual, and an unfamiliar grip jerked him from his stumbling mother.

"Everyone on the ground or I'll kill this kid!" Can he have a fucking break?

"Izuku!" Inko cried hysterically, tears starting to pool from her green specs. One sharp look from Izuku, and she stayed still on the ground.

The blade held against his throat also played a big part in that.

The frantic criminal started to pull Izuku to the door. He kept a harsh grip on his arm, nails drawing blood and leaving a promise of bruising or a sprain.

Izuku seemed calm as can be, but his mind was racing. Not like he was panicked, more of trying to find a solution to this predicament. He very much didn't like his existence on the world, but wasn't ready to keel over just yet.

He had to prove everyone wrong. Then make sure Mei doesn't somehow kill herself in an accident. Making sure Neito gets to be a hero and show that he's useful.

"I'm not leaving without some basic negotiations!" His voice is level and held an edge to it, but Izuku could see his real panic.

The teen's eyes scanned everything around him, getting lost in thought as the cold metal against his neck kept him alert. Five other people in the store besides himself and his mother, no useful objects as weapons, Inko only a few feet away from him.

Nothing looked good as he glanced outside. Cars blocked the road off, and officers stood stationary behind their vehicles, guns drawn. No one moved, and no heroes were even on scene yet.

This doesn't look good.

And boy was he right. The next ten minutes passed by in an agonisingly slow manner. Izuku just wanted to go home and relax, avoid his mother for the rest of the day before getting some Katsudon.

But no. He had to get caught up in a hostage situation because that's just his luck.

"I'm sorry kid" the criminal whispers in his ears, and he thought he was going to be let go as the knife was lowered.

Then a hand gripped around his neck before he could move, knife pulled away and replaced by a strong grip. His air supply was cut off with a breath of surprise, and he could hear his mother screech.

Izuku was still eerily calm, mind flashing to different ideas on how to get from this grip. The criminal was shouting something, but he couldn't hear it over his pounding heart.

Mind picking up no ideal plans, he wings it. A grunt escapes his lips and he swiftly swung up his legs to wrap around the arm holding his neck. Planting his feet against the male's torso, he pushes as hard as he can, hearing a distinct pop.

A cry of pain entered his eardrums and he gratefully allowed a breath of air at the grip loosening. He wasn't done though.

After that, he used his weight to pull the male with him, shifting into a perfect position. The snap of the criminal's arm brings a shudder down his spine, and he scrambles to hold the male down.

Panting breaths escape his lips, and footsteps rush towards him. It's not the dainty steps of his mother, but strong stomps against the ground of grown men.

They near him, and he's ushered off, being guided out of the building and to the arriving ambulances. Pain blossoms from his neck, throbbing consecutively with his racing heart.

Izuku's thankfull when he's set to sit on the back of the ambulance, back doors opened and legs dangling down as a paramedic checks him over. An officer informs him that he'd be questioned soon, and he sighs at that thought.

The paramedic asks him questions on how he felt, urging him not to speak. To his pleasure, the medic knew sign language, so that problem is solved.

Now the last problem?

Dealing with his mother.

"Izuku!"
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Published: Feb 21, 2022

Been a while hasn't it? Yeah, sorry about that. I've been more interested in the DSMP instead of MHA for a while. This is a chapter I've written a while ago. There's a few others I'll post within time. But, that's all I'll likely do for this story.

Currently, I'm working on rebooting almost all of my works. I don't really enjoy my old writing style anymore and would rather include more words for each chapter rather than a measly 1k words each chapter. I don't know when the rewrite of One Against All will be.. Just know I want to continue this and will eventually get back to this.

Have a great day/night!
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