MHA : Venom In My Hero Academia

The water in the river engulfed him for a moment as the shock and panic of the sudden pain took him.

Then he wrenched his head and an upper body above water, which just made the pain even worse!

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Tears forming in his eyes from the pain, he looked at his foot. It was caught between the two pieces of logs, not deeply, but still enough that he had to move the logs to get it out. He tried desperately to ignore the weird angle of how his right leg lined up with how his foot had to be caught between the two logs.

He carefully tried to hunch over closer to it so that he wouldn't disturb the foot more than he had to. He failed miserably, and a scream through gritted teeth passed through his lips.

When he was close, he hesitated for a while moment, knowing what he had to do, but also understanding the pain that would follow as he did it.

After taking deep breaths for a while, desperately trying to calm himself as emotions of worry(as if he needed to know more about how badly he'd screwed up) inserted itself through his head.

With one final deep breath before the plunge, he prepared himself mentally for what he was going to do.

Then, tears, still in his eyes from the pain, he forced both his hands between the log pieces, and then he began to push them apart.

The pain tripled at the sudden motion, and with a scream, and a push with all his might, he forced the two logs up and apart, letting him wrench his foot free, before collapsing backwards into the water, heads still ringing with the feelings of worry.

Shortly after he forced his head back up out of the shallow water, harking and coughing. The pain was the worst thing Izuku had felt in his life.

The crushing pressure upon it was gone, so there was that at least.

He took a deep breath, then, lying back on his elbows, he lifted his leg up, so he got a look at the foot.

The sickening sight almost made him faint.

His foot had dislocated so it had gone completely to the side, blood seeping from where the muscles had torn.

He just stared at it in shock, breathing, when the black mass began to move, then, went to the wound. Oh right. He had healing powers. Thank god.

It went around his entire foot and lower leg, giving izuku that same feeling he had back on the apartment.

Then, once it had completely covered the foot with it's entire mass, it wrenched the foot back into it's proper place and direction.

Izuku's scream of pain echoed down the ravine and up through the forest.

He gasped, and for a moment his strength went out, and for the third time that night, his head was dunked in water.

This time, he didn't have to force himself up.

The black liquid pushed from below and lifted his head above water without any prompting.

Which was good, because izuku was in shock and other than instinctually harking out water yet again, he didn't feel like he could do anything at the moment.

He lay there in the water, for what felt like an eternity, just breathing, before he finally began recovered from the shock.

He tried to rise, making sure he didn't put any weight on the leg which still hurt like it had had all it's skin torn off.

Propping himself up against the edge of the water and leaning against the muddy earth wall he sighed looked down at his quirk, still covering his leg as it pretty much just floated in the water.

So there buoyancy to the black liquid, interesting, that meant- Was he seriously making notes, just after nearly losing his foot?

Idiot. Stupid idiot. He'd learn weeks ago that he couldn't trust himself not to break things when jumping. Yet he'd done it anyway, nearly crippling himself in the process. At least… At least he hoped it was just nearly.

The horrible idea struck him, that maybe the quirk couldn't heal the internal damage… Then he crushed it, hard. He WOULD heal from this. He would learn, and not do this again.

Now he just had to get out of the river, rest, and let the healing factor take hold, fix him up, then he'd get home.

He looked up the wall, at least 3 meters from the water surface.

He… He Wasn't going to be able to climb that with only one foot.

Ok, so new plan. He would sit there in the water, soaked through in the darkness until he had healed enough to get up from here. THEN he'd go home.

…And he was actually supposed to be heading home soon. Great.

Given his phone was in a bag in a tree, he'd have no way to call her and tell her he'd be late. She'd be worried about him.

Izuku hit head back into the earth wall in frustration. God, he was an idiot.

He'd learned this lesson on his first day, but apparently, having successfully avoided the problem for over a month, he'd forgotten why he did constantly changed jumping-off places in the first place.

It was so he didn't constantly break things as he jumped off of them. Like he did with the log. But no, he was a stupid idiot tha- Vulnerability.

Izuku stopped in his tracks, his quirks warning of the seeming danger, right before a voice from above sounded. "You need some help kid?"

The voice was rough, deep, and intimidating.

Izuku looked up, at the speaker.

On the opposite side of the river, on top of the ravine stood a tall man, dressed in black and blood red armor, covering his face was a cowl like a mask with pupils as red as his armor, and on his forehead, he had two devil like horns.

All in all, he looked bloody intimidating, standing there looking down on him, covered in shadow and only lighted up by the moon.

Izuku stared silently at him in shock and fear, until reality asserted itself.

The guy was obviously a hero, coming to the aid of someone in need. That one in need being him.

His words failed him, so he just nodded, too embarrassed to speak.

The man jumped down and landed on his feet in the water with no particular difficulty.

He bent down and inspected Izuku's leg.

"Hmmm… That's bad. Pretty bad. I'm guessing this liquid is your quirk?"

Izuku ignored for a moment how he had apparently just seen through his liquid and inspected the leg itself and just answered "Yes".

"Hmmm… It's healing the wound. You have healing powers as well?"

"As well?"

The man looked him in the eyes. God those red pupilless eyes were unnerving.

"You have to have super strength and durability. If you didn't have the former, you'd never be able to move as you did, you certainly wouldn't have broken that thing just by using it as a springboard" He pointed a thumb at the pieces of the formerly whole log. "And if you didn't have the latter, your leg would have either be ripped off, or crushed so hard it didn't even resemble a foot anymore."

His blood went cold.

"You've were watching that?"

Was this guy a stalker? A kidnapper? What the hell was he gonna do? He couldn't fight like this, he'd-

"Don't take it personally kid, I watch a lot of people around me for quite a distance, whether I want to or not."

Oh. It was just his quirk. He relaxed again.

"So you have some large scale observation quirk?"

"....That's one way to put it."

"Anyhow, we can continue this chat after we get out of the water."

Before he could argue the man lifted izuku up and slung him over a shoulder, much to Izuku's protestations and grunt of pain for his leg. The feeling of Anger shot through his mind, his quirk being pissed at the sudden change.

"Sorry if this hurts a bit."

Then with remarkable speed, he crossed the river and began to climb the side one-handed with no problem, Izuku still slung across his shoulder. Once he was up, he gently unslung Izuku and laid him up against a tree, making sure his right leg rested over a tree root and his foot not actually touching the ground.

Then the hero went over to another tree to pick up something.

Izuku blinked then realized it was his bag.

"Thought you might need this. In case you want to call for home. Whether I take you to a hospital or you just heal that on your own I'm gonna take a wild guess you'll be late home tonight."

Izuku took the bag, but he didn't fish out his phone yet, instead staring at the man.

" I… I have a choice?"

"Of course. If you want me to take you to a hospital, I'll do it. Of course, that would mean you'd have to explain how you got the injury. Now, I might be wrong, but you don't strike me as much as a liar, so I'm guessing you might say something you might regret."

Izuku bit his lip, then opened his mouth to talk.

Then the realization hit him. This was a pro hero, who had seen him train. Using his quirk. Shit. Shit, shit, SHIT!

Wait. He'd given him a choice.

"You're not gonna arrest me?" he said, hopeful that this night wasn't about to get even worse.

"Kid, if I arrested every single new hopeful hero candidate who I saw take some liberties training their quirks, I'd never get anything done."

He motioned his arm to the forest.

"You think you're the first kid who thought to go out into the woods and train his quirk? You're not. I literarily come across that at least once a month."

Izuku felt like an idiot. Of COURSE, this was common. This was the most obvious spot someone would use for this. Some hero was bound to discover him sooner or later.

A short silence followed before the hero broke the silence.

"Well, kid? You wanna go to the hospital? Or you wanna just heal it yourself?"

Izuku stared at him, then fished out his phone. "I… I'll just do it myself."

He debated whether he'd call his mom, or just send a message. He decided a message. That would be simpler. He'd explain more when he got home.

-Hey mom, I'll be out late tonight- He Hoovered his thumb over the send button, debating if he should write more. What more could he send in a short message? That he'd broken his foot and had to stay out to heal it?

No, that was something he'd have to talk about in person. He sent the message, then turned off the sound on the phone.

As he put the phone back in the bag, he realized incredulously that the hero had sat down opposite from him leaning against a tree.

"You… You're staying?"

"Of course I'm staying. What, you think I'm gonna leave you here? Alone? At night? With a broken foot and no means of escape if something were to happen?"

Yeah… When he worded it like that, it made the idea of him leaving seem kinda… Unheroic.

"I… Don't you need to go and patrol in case there's someone in need you have to help?"

"I AM helping someone in need."

Izuku blinked at that and just stared at the man. Then he began to tear up.

He quickly began to try and dry away the tears. Idiot. He was wet all over. All he did was smear more water over his face.

The hero got up and went over to him, knelt down, and put a hand gently on his shoulder.

"How are you feeling kid?" The voice was much softer now, more filled with compassion.

How did he feel? He had no idea anymore.

He felt humiliated for screwing things up so badly and needing help to even get out of a shallow river.

He was angry at himself for forgetting a lesson he learned on day one here, for forgetting such a simple lesson that would easily have avoided any of this.

He also felt… he felt incredible gladness, joy, that someone, that ANYONE who wasn't his mom cared enough to ask how he felt. If he was okay or not.

It was so stupid. Yet somehow it made him feel so glad. Like he actually mattered. It was a simple question, yet somehow just hearing someone, a complete stranger ask it of him without a hint mockery brought such happiness with it.

After some fumbling at his belt(Izuku just realized he carried a belt full of pouches) the man pulled out something that resembled a cleaning rag, though fully clean, and he handed it wordlessly to Izuku, who grabbed it and began to dry his face clean of tears.

"Thank you…"

"No problem kid. Also, keep it if you want."

He choked.

"Not that! Thank you for… Thank you, for… For caring."

The man stared into his eyes with those pupilless red ones.

The man didn't answer, but he kept his hand on Izuku's shoulder, firmly, but gently.

After Izuku had finally calmed down completely, he finally spoke again.

"You wanna talk about it?"

He almost did.

He almost told him everything. About Katsuki, his life, how he had been worthless for most of it, and how even with his quirk how he still somehow managed to screw things up, his guilt for being a terrible son who made his mom worry about him all the time.

"No… But… But thanks for asking."

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