The Lost Gods - middle name AU

Chapter 12

-third person-

Izuku stood, panting, leaning over, foot planted hard. Underneath him was a collapsed Todoroki. Both boys were covered in dirt and smudges of blood, scratches covering both as bruises bloomed along their limbs, one of Izuku's arms pierced by an icicle.
They were pretty beat up and pretty tired.

"You... you have two names... don't you?" Izuku said to him, still panting hard.

"I... I refuse to use... the name I got from my father..."

Izuku just looked at him, incredulous.

"What is... the name?"

"Prometheus." Spat the downed Todoroki.

Izuku stares into the heterochromatic irises of his opponent. Behind the dark green, bordering inky black, orbs was a kindling flame, a type of fire that hadn't been there for the past 10 years.
A hint of fear made its way into the crevices of Todoroki's eyes.

"You... rejected a name... a powerful name... all because you think it is from your father?"

Todoroki physically shivered in the face of Izuku's anger, surprising his whole class, including himself.

"You... rejected a name... a name that is... a part of my guild... because of your father!?"

Izuku stood straight, taking his foot off of the terrified male beneath him, stumbling back as Todoroki jumped to his feet, timid.

The brief thought of why Midnight didn't call it when he was down crossed his mind, but it was crushed when his wide eyes flicked over to the pro in question.
She was loving this.

"You... a part of my guild... a titan a part of the Lost Gods... dare reject your duty... the guild entirely and everyone in it... to spite your father!?"

Just like with Shigaraki.

Izuku had snapped.

And soon Todoroki would understand what Izuku meant.

—

Shinso, Monoma and Kuroiro looked on at the match.

Izuku was angry.

Really angry.

The guild bond was flaring, but they could also feel someone else. Someone new.
And they were filled with dread and fear.

So it could be anyone.

They had their bets on Todoroki.

—

"Prometheus... titan of fire.

I... Hades, god of the underworld, demand you rise to your mantel and accept your place in the Lost Gods..."

Izuku's eyes began to glow the same purple from a month ago, one Todoroki never wanted to be in the receiving end of.

Both just stood, a battle of wills and words, rather than powers and skills.

Then Izuku ran at his opponent.