MHA : We Are Venom

Still, this new shock did nothing to dampen his fears. At least not until he saw that the liquid began to turn him transparent.

Because that was a thing it could do.

...

What?

As a man with a drawn gun walked past him, looking from left to right behind the trees, he did not see the now transparent Izuku, and just kept moving on.

Izuku began to breathe again.

As he held his hand up in front of his face, he saw that he wasn't truly invisible. The vague outline of his hand was still there, and it was really easy to see it as he moved. When he didn't move, however, it was really hard to see it.

"" The man who passed him yelled out, before going back towards the field.

To Izuku's dismay, he choose to stand right between his tree and the one to it's side.

He didn't look in Izuku' a direction though. Instead, he just looked out into the forest with a bored expression. The man was clearly not taking this seriously.

Izuku however, took the gun in his hand, very, very seriously.

The man was clearly American or European, with tanned skin, and a shaved head.

He wore a fine black business suit, though rather than fine shoes, he instead wore military boots.

"" He swore as he clearly visibly shivered. The man took out a cigarette from a sleeve and lit it up with a flame from his finger.

So, a fire quirk. Usually, Izuku would have speculated what he could do, but at the moment, the only thing he could focus on was keeping his breathing quiet, and praying to any deity that existed for this guy not to discover him.

And so it went for 20 minutes

Izuku clinging up against a tree, praying not to be discovered, and the men around all finishing their search and taking up positions.

The men were clearly waiting for someone. Izuku could hear clear swearing about the guy who was late, and how cold it was.

These men hated the cold.

Finally, the sound of a car driving up the road.

The man by his tree tensed up, and turned to look into the field, and not into the woods.

If Izuku had been more confident, this would have been the moment to slowly, and carefully begin to walk away from the area.

This was the first time in his life the boy had faced mortal danger, however. Not too surprisingly, he made the choice to stay put, and desperately just wait it out and hope he wasn't noticed before they left.

He could hear the sound of a car stopping and people stepping out.

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Drug dealers. These were drug dealers.

At that moment, Izuku realized that everything that made this place so great for his training, also made it great for criminal meetings. It was isolated, far from any city, and if something happened, no hero was going to show up.

If he was discovered, he'd have to either escape on his own, or he would die. Even if he did call the police, there was no way in hell anyone would get here in time.

There was the sound of some walking and rummaging around.

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Some other sounds Izuku couldn't make out the origin from.

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Kidnapping? Who? He kinda hoped the man would say the unfortunate victim's name, but he didn't.

""

"" The sound of Izuku's phone went off.

Someone had chosen this moment to call him. Either his mom or one of their family friends.

For Izuku, the world froze. He could feel it as every single person there turned around to look towards the source of the sound.

The only man Izuku could see, the man between the trees, was staring dumbfoundedly at the source, clearly hearing it from Izuku's pocket, yet not seeing anything.

He hesitated for a moment.

That hesitation saved Izuku's life.

It was time to go.

Izuku sprung in a jump, away from the tree.

As he landed, the spot he had just been hiding at exploded into fire.

He didn't turn around to look through.

Instead, he began running. Running as fast as he had ever run in his entire life. He didn't understand the mechanics behind it, but as he began running, he saw the transparency violently fade, and the black liquid retreated to his jacket.

No time to think about that. Run.

The bullets began to fly. A slender tree at his side splintered from a gunshot ripping it in half. Something whizzed right over his head. His arm exploded in pain.

Izuku screamed, but he did not stop running. If he stopped running, he died.

Instead, he changed course to the left. Towards a ravine. Could they jump it? He could. He hoped. If they couldn't jump it, they were screwed with no way to cross other than the bridge 7 kilometers downstream.

The ravine was maybe one meter wider than the one back in the old forest, but it was much deeper and steeper.

You couldn't just climb up from it if you fell down. It was one of the reasons he had avoided it completely.

As he ran, he kept hearing the sounds of gunshots, and other sounds, sounds of fire, but they fell further and further behind.

The bullets stopped almost hitting him, thank God.

He ran for several minutes before the sight came. A ravine, dividing the west and east of this forest.

He sprung, but he didn't spring to the very edge. Instead, he crunched down a meter from the edge, then sprung.

It was close. Damned close. He hit the edge, and as he feared it would, it crumbled beneath him. However, expecting this, he threw himself forward, managing to grab on to a tree root.

He gripped it tightly, then climbed up the tree before stepping down unto the ground.

A Gunbarrel materialized in front of his face, in a flash on purple light, along with the woman holding it.

He saw the motion of her fingers as she was pulling the trigger.

He wrenched his head to the right and felt his left ear explode in pain as the gunpowder burst aflame in the barrel and sent the bullet flying right by his ear, missing it with only 3 centimeters.

His left hand closed around the barrel and crushed it in his grip. He wrenched the thing from her grip, eliciting a groan of pain from the woman.

He thought he might have broken one of her fingers.

Rage flowed through his mind.

He socked her straight in the face.

The woman almost fell over the edge, but his hand, grasped her around the wrist and he flung her unto safer ground.

His breath came out in pained hisses, as he held an awkward combat stance expecting her to get back up.

She didn't.

He stared at her for a moment, then hurriedly went over to her to check in her. Had he killed her?

As he knelt over her his fear abated. No, she was alive, just unconscious. And with broken fingers.

He jumped back as her phone began to ring.

For a brief moment he just stared at it, then he made a decision.

He hastily pulled out her phone from her pocket. As he fumbled, he realized he had trouble moving his right hand. Strange. He had been able to form a fist seconds ago. Why did it feel so weird?

The arm was covered in the black substance of his quirk, as well as blood.

Don't think about it.

He took the phone, then as he began to run again, he declined the caller, a guy called "Hammerhead", and instead called up the police.

"Hello, this is the police." A polite tone answered.

"HI, I'M CALLING ABOUT A MEETING BETWEEN DRUG DEALERS IN ASHURA FOREST!"

The policeman tried to speak, but Izuku just continued.

"THEY ARE DEALING WITH TRIGGER, AND THEY ARE PLANNING TO KIDNAP SOMEONE, I DON'T KNOW WHO."

"Who is this?" The policeman asked in a confused tone.

Izuku didn't answer, instead, he just kept talking.

"THEY ARE WEST OF THE BIG RAVINE SPLITTING THE FOREST IN TWO. EXCEPT FOR ONE, SHE'S CURRENTLY UNCONSCIOUS ON THE EAST SIDE, BUT SHE'S A TELEPORTER, SO WHEN SHE WAKES BACK UP AGAIN SHE'LL JUST TELEPORT EVERYONE AWAY!"

"ONE OF THE GROUPS HAVE A CAR, BUT I DON'T THINK EVERYONE CAN FIT IN IT. IF YOU GO NOW, YOU CAN PROBABLY CATCH EVERYONE!"

"WHO-" Izuku hung up, then, fumbling out his own phone, he checked the map, making sure he was going the right way, he kept on running home.

It took him 5 hours to run the entire way home, his adrenaline keeping him going the entire way without any stops. The closest thing to a stop he made, was to slow down to send a message to David NOT to come to pick him up. And that he'd get home himself.

He hoped to God David listened to him.

This time, as he ran through the streets, he hadn't cared if anyone saw him as he ran through the city. Thankfully, when he finally reached Mustafa, night had fallen, so not many were out in the street.

He kept going all the way until he reached his own home, opened the door, and collapsed on the floor of the entrance.

As the pain sat into his burning lungs, and his eyes began to swim, Izuku noticed his mom wasn't home.

That meant she wasn't here to see him in pain for the next half hour as his lungs burned, his arm was still in horrible pain from having a hole shot in it, and his ear hurt as much as his foot had.

As he lay on the floor, the black mass, his other half, gently closed around his ear.

The pain in the arm did not abate, but thankfully, his ear felt like a calming soothing liquid entered into it dulling the pain. Which was pretty much what happened.

After his lungs stopped feeling like they had been poked with hot iron rods, he sat up.

At that moment, the only thing he wanted to do was lie down. Sleep. He almost let it happen, but he forced himself to stay awake, as he got back up onto his feet and into the living room.

He sat down on the TV and flipped up news channels. He was still watching the news with a tired and drained expression. Eventually, he did pull out his phone.

It felt like lead, though whether he was tired, or just afraid to call his mom, he didn't know. Either way, he took a deep breath, then clicked the green button.

He'd promised he'd do that after all.

Through his mind, his quirk sent only one emotion. The same it had been sending for hours now. Satisfaction.

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