The rise of Dekiru - できるの上昇

Evanescent

The vigilante wrestled with the man holding a gun.

Suddenly a shot rang out that seemed to shake the entire world down to its very core.

He had jumped in front of the emerald boy who had so many things ahead of him. So much potential. So much good. So much life ahead of him.

He who had lived a good life helping others, gave this child the gift of living out the rest of his in exchange of the remainder his own.

In just one leap, this deal was sealed.

With his life time severed to a short couple of moments left to live,  The vigilante lunged and gave the man a nasty right hook, knocking him out before falling to his knees. 

The emerald boy caught his head before it hit the ground.

"Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god!!!!! H-Hey! L-L-Listen to me! You're gonna be ok! Just stay with me alright?!" The boy cried out, frantically.

The man just pulled down his mask and coughed up blood in response.

The emerald boy could feel blood seeping into his pants but he couldn't care less.

After calling the police, he took off his hoodie and his shirt from the lab (seeing as it was the most sanitary thing he had on him) and pressed it to this man's gaping wound in his chest.

"Listen... to me kid" the fallen hero wheezed out.

"Please! Save your strength!"

"No... We don't have much time... This... needs to be said... You have the heart of a true hero... Promise me some... thing."

"Y-yes?" The boy managed to stutter out despite the tears rolling down his face and his cracking voice.

"Promise me... to never stop chasing your dream... Never forget your morals... Don't make the same mistakes as me..."

The man was trying continue but had a coughing fit.

When he stopped coughing his voice was barely more than a whisper. The boy had to lean down to hear him.

What he said shook him to his very core.

That night marked the end of an era and trigged the dawn of a new age.

One with hope.

~~~~~

The authorities arrived just moments too late.

They were met with the scene of a dark alleyway, an unconscious mugger, and a boy who had his hood up, cradling the head of a fallen vigilante. The boy didn't react as they took the body away from him.

A tall, black haired detective with a beige trench coat knelt in front of the boy.

"Hey kid, are you ok?"

The boy just nodded silently.

"Do you mind telling me what happened?"

The boy just shook his head.

The deceive chewed on his lip at this.

"Well do you mind telling me your name? We need to call your care takers and let them know what happened so they- Hey wait! Stop!"

The boy had taken off with surprising agility down the other end of the alley. The detective gave chase but soon lost the boy.

"Damnit!"

~~~~~

Izuku bolted at the words "call your care takers and let them know what happened"

'I can't let them know! Mom would kill me!'

His mind flashed back to the day he came home after failing to save that civilian.

That definitely wasn't the first time his mother had slapped him, but it was definitely the hardest.

His cheek stung with phantom pains as he ran off into the night, crying.