Chapter 8

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A voice echoed through his head

Hurt them

Deku stood up and kept his gaze locked on the floor. Shinso looked up at him inquisitively.

Kill them

He threaded his fingers through his hair and started backing away from the table, his breaths quickening, and his eyes usual green deepening to blood red. 

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He was thrown against the wall. His teeth biting down on his tongue and the metallic, delicious, taste of blood coated his mouth. He slid down the wall, backing into the corner and pulling his knees to his chest. 

Shinso quickly rushed up to Deku and knelt next to him, trying to calm him down. But the boy's hand extended and started to close. Hitoshi let out a scream of pain and dropped back, writhing on the floor. Mic dashed toward his son but Deku, startled by the sudden movement stretched out his other hand and Hizashi too, dropped to the ground. 

"DON'T" Deku screamed. Shinso had been able to push himself up but Mic was still on the floor. The feeling of hot needles being pressed into his eyes caused Deku to release hold of Shinso as Aizawa was steadily making his way toward Izuku. (like a rational human being). Blood started streaming out of his crimson eyes and he looked up at Aizawa with malice, no FEAR in his gaze. 

Taking the opportunity Shota leapt forward pulling the syringe out of his pocket along with the Coratine. and injected it into Deku's neck. 

Mic and Shinso let out a shaky sigh of relief and Deku slumped over, unconscious. 

Aizawa pushed his hair out of his eyes and looked at the malnourished boy in his arms. 

Meekly Hizashi chuckled "I guess he doesn't like udon". 

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