MHA : We Are Venom

It was agreed between both the younger and older Midoriya, that Izuku would not train anymore until the exam day came around.

Izuku was fine with that. The reality was that he hadn't actually gotten more out of it for a while now. He had mastered control, and his strength wasn't growing no matter how much he trained.

It made logical sense to just lay low and keep calm, and take some time off to lessen the stress.

Unfortunately, if there was one thing Izuku was not getting less off at the moment, it was stress.

Unsurprisingly, the aftermath of almost getting killed was the most stressful thing Izuku had ever experienced in his life. But it would have been one thing if that had been the end of it.

It wasn't. At all.

On the plus side, the police and heroes had successfully captured both groups, at least according to the news. The bad part came in that apparently one of the criminals had escaped police capture.

He did not need to be an unprecedented genius to guess which one it had been. It had been the one who could teleport. The only one he was sure could identify him.

It had lead to some really stressful final days of middle school, as he was terrified she would suddenly appear out of nowhere to take revenge on him.

It hadn't happened of course. There were tens of thousands of people in this province alone who fit the criteria of a male teenager with green hair. Add the two neighboring provinces, and that number might reach near a hundred thousand.

There was no way in hell she was going to be able to find him.

It still didn't make Izuku feel better. There was a distinct difference between knowing something and accepting it to be true.

Then there was the whole not telling the police about it.

The anonymous tipper had been mentioned on TV of course, but Izuku had made the choice in the woods not to identify himself, terrified he'd be punished for using his quirk, both for training and for escape.

His mother had completely agreed with that choice. Hell, when she learned the phone they had taken had been encrusted with Izuku's blood, she had smashed it herself. She wasn't taking chances he could ever be discovered in relation to this.

By her own explanation, while a normal person might get a slap on the wrist for using their quirk like that, a prospective hero would not. Even if it didn't tank his prospects of getting into a hero school, it would still be a really black mark on his career that would cause him major problems down the line.

The state did not tolerate people who used their quirks on others without permission.

The whole conversation had kinda made Izuku rethink his view on the strictness of limitations on quirk usage. He had always thought it made perfect sense only trained heroes could legally use their quirks. The realization anyone who used their quirk to save their own life would likely be punished was… kinda asinine in his opinion.

His mother had agreed when he had voiced that opinion but had begged him not to say that to anyone else. It wasn't an opinion that would be well received in the hero world.

She hadn't been wrong. He had looked up the topic, and it was… Complicated.

Basically, the debate on the topic went all the way back to the infamous Destro, one of the most famous Japanese Villains in history. A man only overshadowed by the legendary All For One, the shadowy figure who had ruled the Japanese underworld in the wake of the societal collapse that came about when quirks emerged.

It was an incredibly charged topic, and every single hero who had tried to change it had had their careers go down the drain.

Either way, a deep debate about philosophy wasn't something he had time for now.

2 days left before the exam that all his efforts, his studying, his mistakes, and successes had all been leading towards.

God, he was tense. Nothing he did seemed to be calming him down. Not doing research on heroes, not watching videos of heroes, not even videos of All Might managed to calm him down.

And on top of it all, his quirk had become completely silent over the last week. He didn't even go and watch the TV anymore. Instead, all he did was jump into whatever shirt Izuku was wearing, and if he didn't wear a shirt… Well, it had gotten very awkward.

Despite all his tenseness though, when it came time to. Sleep that night, Izuku Midoriya fell asleep astonishingly quickly. Unnaturally so.

It didn't take more than 7 minutes between when his head touched his pillow, and his hands dropped his phone.

He was out like a turned off light.

A black liquid oozed out of his nightshirt and began to slowly, methodically, and with great care enveloping the body of Izuku Midoriya.

It was time.

...

From Izuku's bed, rose a figure of complete darkness, like it was clad in shadows.

Two eyes opened in the figure's skull. Large, and white, and glimmering in the light from the moon outside.

The figure rose from the bed on steady feet, then it went to the window, and opened it.

Not heeding the fact that they were 5 stories up, the figure climbed out through the open window.

It had a destination in mind. One it had picked out months ago.

...

Izuku walked down a road by a city neighborhood. At first, he wasn't sure where it was exactly, but he had eventually come to realize where he was.

This was a place from his childhood. His old neighborhood, the place where Katsuki still lived. It was almost just like Izuku remembered it. The houses, the street signs, the roads. They were all like Izuku had once remembered them.

As he walked, he passed by Tsubasa's house, a kid he and Katsuki had once hanged out with.

The door was locked though. He could not enter the yard.

-You met this one first. Before the Katsuki.-

Yeah, that was right. He remembered now. The winged boy was the first friend he made back in kindergarten. He had thought the boy was so cool with his red wings.

-A false friend. The first one. But not the last.-

It was through Tsubasa that he had met Katsuki and Sai. In a way, it had been Tsubasa who had led him and Katsuki together.

As he walked, he came to an opening to a playground.

5 kids were inside. Katsuki, Sai, Tsubasa, Izuku, and another boy named Minato.

Izuku remembered this scene. He had lived through this moment long ago, Minato was on his knees cradling his arm crying. Katsuki had hurt him, just like he would hurt Izuku moments later.

Izuku was standing between Minato and Katsuki along with the other two of their friends. He was crying. He knew what was coming.

Izuku tried to stop what was going to happen here, but as his hand closed around one of the younger Katsuki's arms, the figure burst into black liquid. Everything else did as well, Izuku, the other boy's, the playground, the sky itself, Everything burst into blackness.

Everything except Izuku himself.

Izuku stood in a grey void, a web of white formed beneath his feet, serving as his floor in this place. Despite the darkness, Izuku could see that there was a light here, lightening the greyness wherever he looked like he had a lamp over his shoulder.

Whenever he turned to try and find the source of the light, it alluded him.

As he looked out into the void, he realized he was wrong. He wasn't the only thing here.

Off into the distance, there were webs. Enormous black webs, like that of some humongous spider. They were all around.

As Izuku looked at them, his breath having caught in his throat, a set of large white eyes. Appeared in the air. The darkness fell where they were, so heavy that not even the light that followed his eyes could penetrate it.

A spotlight appeared to Izuku's left. The spotlight showed the aftermath of the scene that had just disintegrated.

Izuku lying on the ground, bruised and battered. Minato tearfully trying to help him up.

As younger Izuku was about to actually get up, the spotlight vanished and the scene with it.

-What happened to Minato?-

The voice asked, sounding generally curious.

"He… He never played with us again. I think his mom eventually transferred him to another school."

-Wise woman. Why did this happen?-

The sound of the voice made it clear it wasn't seeking the actual answer. It wanted to know if Izuku knew.

"Because Katsuki is a terrible person, who likes beating those weaker than him?"

That seemed obvious now, detached from sentiments regarding Katsuki. This was who he had always been… Wasn't it?

-No. That isn't the reason at all.-

"But-"

-What you just described was the motivation for one of the main players in this little drama. But he wasn't the only player here. There were Tsubasa and Sai who could both have decided not to follow Katsuki's lead.-

-But there was also you. You chose to defend him. Yet the outcome did not change, other than you suffering as Minato did. More in fact. Why?-

Why? Why had he been beaten up every time he actually tried to stand up to Katsuki?

"Because… Because he had powers, and I didn't."

-Exactly. That is the crust of the matter. POWER. It comes in many flavors, direct, soft, political, personal. You know one such flavor. Quirks. You wanted one. So desperately.-

Another spotlight, this time showing one of Izuku's many, many attempts to breathe fire, or use telekinesis. As it went out, another came in a different spot, this time showing him trying to discover other powers. It went out, and another came in it's place.

-Such persistence.-

"It… It worked didn't it?"

-In the sense that you eventually gained powers, yes.-

The spotlight went out again.

Then the void disintegrated into dust, and the dust flew all around, as it formed another scene. This time a forest, a ravine.

Below them, Izuku was lying in the water with a broken foot.

-You had powers here, yet you failed. You miscalculated, you misjudged. You lacked experience, knowledge, guidance.-

"Yeah, but… Stick-San helped me. He gave me advice and guidance."

The hero in red appeared on the other side of the ravine.

-Yesss…- The voice said in grudging agreement.

-But he was only there once was he not? You never met him again. However valuable his advice might have been, he was not there for you. During your final training.-

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