Hands seemed to grab him from all sides, pulling him down, stretching across his mouth, suffocating him. It hurt, it hurt. Make it stop. Hot fire licked at his back, searing his skin. Angry yells an shouts reached his ears in tearing waves. Stop. Don't touch me.
STOP IT.
IT'S NOT MY FAULT.
IT'S NOT MY FAULT I'M QUIRKLESS.
DON'T TOUCH ME.
NOT MY FAULT.
Right?
It's not..Right?
Yo, so I'm starting this while I'm still writing my other story, (don't worry I'm still writing that one) I just needed something different. This is a Vigilante Izuku story. I don't want to tell you too much, so won't. HAHA.
WARNINGS!
-Abuse
-Suicide baiting
-Almost suicide
- Scars
-Stitches
-Blood
-Fights
-Gore
-Nightmares
- Severe PTSD (A whole fucking lot of it.)
Just a warning! Please enjoy the story! (It might be terrible, just FYI.)
I DON'T OWN MY HERO ACADEMIA OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS. JUST THE PLOT (AND OTHER STUFF)
What if when Izuku was a kid something huge happened. Something that seemed to pass by quickly to others but to him it stretched out for years and years?
What if Izuku had a chance, one chance to be free? What if he wanted to be a hero? And he became a vigilante? What if he's able to trick Aizawa and Nezu (and the rest of the heroes?) What if he hid everything he knew and who he was?
The LOV, AFO, UA, All Might, everyone is looking over one of his shoulders.
How long can he shake them off for?
What was he doing these days just for fun?
There are no ships in this story. Updates may be scattered and I'll try to update as often as I can.
I'll write everything and then come back and edit (maybe.)
NONE OF THESE CHARACATERS BELONG TO ME.
I own the plot for this plot specifically. This is my first fanfic that I've written.
THE ART DOESN'T BELONG TO ME EITHER.
Used to be called "WHAT YOU SEE... IT ISN'T ME"
also on ao3 - same title, probably same username <3