Welcome to an AU were Midoriya Izuku is not only apart of the league of villains. But he also became sickly because he is quirkless. Please enjoy this story and feel free to tell me when I have a grammar mistake. Thank you very much.😄 Also please go check out @HubbZ28 who made this wonderful cover for me!

Izuku doesn't cry. He is a weapon, and weapons don't weep. He won't cry until the battle, when he's falling through the air, when it settles in just how real it is that he's going to die, because yeah, the doctor warned him this would happen, but there's always been a part of Izuku that thought he'd live forever. Just like his father told him. Or, how a few heroes help Midoriya Izuku become something more than a lost vigilante. 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙮 𝙟𝙤𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙜𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙧

Nezu, the principal of UA Academy is known to be paranoid, especially when it comes to his school. When it came to his school's security, Nezu wanted the best and only the best. Hence the reason why he summoned an Ancient Demon to safeguard his school.

life·less /ˈlīfləs/ adjective dead or apparently dead. Midoriya likes to think he lives in hell, until he feels it through the awakening of his quirk. Under those unfortunate circumstances, Midoriya starts his life on the streets, saving cats, pissing off cops, and befriending heroes. Or The cops chase around a corpse. ____________ This fic updates whenever I have the chance so updates are not frequent but I'm not giving up the story! :P thanks for reading! ⚠️This fanfic will contain heavy themes of abuse, if you have any sensitivity to these things please stop reading now, there will also be heavy themes of suicidal thoughts and mental illness.⚠️ I've put a trigger warning at the start of each chapter, and I will give y'all a recap of a chapter if you need it : )

"Life just isn't fair, not all men are created equal, blah blah blah, I've heard these phrases used so much and heard it so often, they've honestly lost all meaning to me." "The name's Izuku Midoriya, head of Blood Rose, most deranged serial killer in Japan, and hands down, the single biggest threat the hero society is currently facing. You can sleep well, knowing that I'm the one that's causing all the mayhem outside your bedroom window at night, the living embodiment of CARNAGE if you will...Or don't, it's up to you." "Though, I guess one could say that I'm not all bad. For example, there's the young woman with beautiful chestnut hair in a bob cut, petite, and batshit fucking insane, I'm talking totally my type. And holy hell, for someone as bitter and spiteful like me, there's nothing I wouldn't have given to be with her then, and despite the monstrosity I am, I'm gonna make damn sure that she's as happy as she can be." "This is the story about how two lost souls had come to find the one that would fill in the holes inside our aching hearts...Well, that, and how we came to be the worlds deadliest power-couple."

"what's wrong Kacchan? Are you surprised? We both knew this was gonna happen." "What the hell deku?! THAT WAS YOUR MOTHER?!?!" "She was in the way of my destiny." ----------------------------------------- Hello this is my first ever story so please don't judge I hope you enjoy.

Izuku Midoriya was a weird kid. He could usually be seen near Dagobah Beach, either in or around the vast piles of trash. If you asked him why he was rummaging around in garbage, he'd simply answer, 'one man's trash is another man's treasure!' and continue on his way, his large grey dog bounding along behind him. If you asked a resident who lived around the place, they'd look at you blandly, then perk up, saying, 'you mean the clock tower boy? Oh, yeah, he lives over there.' They'd point to the old clock tower, sitting not to far away. 'Strange little fellow,' they'd sometimes hum, before you left. The tower was a large, beautiful piece of work, the workmanship was very unusual in Japan. You'd say it was interesting, and then continue on your way, forgetting all about the clock tower boy. If you ever got to know the said clock tower boy, you might call him insane. Or mysterious, but you'd probably call him both. He was strange, mind seeming to be all over the place, and mouth mumbling things incomprehensible to the inexperienced ear. Would you like to know what he is mumbling? Would you like to know what goes on underneath those green curls? Perhaps it's omniscient knowledge, or secrets too shrouded in ebony to fully see. Is it calculated with numbers and with strings of possible networks? A never-ending stream of constant plannings? Or maybe. it's all dark. Like floating through an endless void of blackened waters. No one could really know could they? Even mind readers. They'd see, and look and feel all the feelings, but they could never, ever, understand the messy, mad-as-hatter blueprint mind that was Izuku Midoriya. Would you like to take a crack at it, my dearest friend? Yo! Inventor Deku story my guys! I don't own any my hero stuff just some characters and my plot. Please enjoy.

Izuku Midoriya, formerly known as Izuku Yagi. The S-ranked super soldier belonging the international peacekeeping organization know as Parabellum. Father of Eri Midoriya, and loving husband to Momo Midoriya. You all know his story...... but what if instead of resisting AFO's attempts to recruit him after his fathers betrayal, Izuku's iron will broke and he decides to join him? Alter Version of my first book "A different kind of Hero"

When Midoryia is walking back to the dorms after classes, he get mugged. When Midoryia fights back he is hit with a quirk the reverts him back into a 4 year old. What will happen when he doesn't remember anyone from class 1-A except for Bakugo? And what will happen when Bakugo isn't the only one fighting for Midoryia's attention? Warnings •cursing •mature content

Bakugo watched him fall. He watched them declare Deku dead. He watched as his mother cried in the hospital with the grief filling his chest. How the hell was he alive? And why the hell did he scale the building to the classroom window? "Hey do you mind letting me in?" Izuku asked his best friend through the glass after knocking. The other classmates looked at the window in shock and horror of who exactly was there. "Wait, What?... HOW IN THE HELL?!?"Bakugo screamed at the sight of his recently dead friend. "Heh. Yeah. No idea either." Izuku shrugged, his stitched up neck being very exposed in his funeral suit. I don't own MHA/BNHA or any pictures used. This is a fanfiction. This is also more of a crack fic taken seriously so like starts off really crack but then gets kind of serious and funny down the line.