The was a vast crowd of people; adults, children, babies.. and Kacchan. Why was Kacchan there? He was the one who told him to do this anyway, right?
The crowd of people watched in disbelief as the green haired boy fell from the rooftop. The #3 hero, Hawks, attempted to save him, but he was too late. The ground was already full of crimson blood and fear.
He was still conscious. Why was he not dead? Why is he still breathing? Before he could continue his thoughts, Bakugou came rushing in. He was the only person to. Even his own mother was breaking down in the corner, far away from the incident. Just Kacchan. He was the only person to try and save him. "DEKU WAKE UP! THIS WASN'T MEANT TO HAPPEN!"
"This is what you.. wanted though.. right..?" Bakugou started crying. He hadn't ever cried since he turned 6. "Kacchan..? I need you.. to do something.. for me.." Izuku said, struggling to find his breath, "Stupid De- Izuku! Stop acting like your gonna die!" Bakugou cried.
"Become #1.." Izuku whispered, as his pulse dropped. Slower..and slower…and slower..and nothing. His pulse stopped in that very moment, in Bakugous arms. "I will, Izuku."
When he woke up, he was in the hospital. "Mom..? Kacchan..?" he whimpered, seeing Inko and Katsuki at the sides of his hospital bed. "Why am I not dead?"
"Oh, Izuku!" Inko cried, her cheeks red and full of tears. "My baby, why?"
Then he passed out again.
When he woke up again, he was in a completely different environment. The walls were brown and red, and beside him was a side full of certain drinks and cups and dishes. A bar?
There were stools in front of the side, dark red ones, with a wooden brown pole holding it up.
There were 2 people. Or one, the other didn't look so human. One had blue, tangled hair and streaks of black at the back of it. He wore a creepy hand over his face and even more on his entire body. His left eye was visible through the hand. It was red. Just like Bakugous. His skin was pale and he himself was frail. The other thing or person beside him was a purple vortex with a metal frame where a neck would be, and no other signs of a body anywhere.
Izuku immediately started analysing the people and his surroundings before saying anything. He looked at the vortex. He had managed to capture his name from the hand-man; Kurogiri.
His quirk must be a portal or teleportation. The blue haired man was so mysterious, maybe he could turn things into statues, based off the hands on his body.
"Hello..?"