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Muscle did not hesitate to kill and charged at the yakuza at full speed, trying to crush him with all his might. The old man unsuccessfully tried to hide behind the surrounding cars, but his aging body was showing its limits, and Muscle easily caught up with him, grabbing him with his living muscles.
"Let me go!" the old man grumbled, to which Muscle began to squeeze him harder without uttering a word. Muscle took sadistic pleasure in the pain the old man was experiencing, but feeling something strange on his neck, he turned his head and met a foreign fist. From the powerful blow, he loosened his grip, releasing the old man. Catching his breath, he looked to the side and saw Silent Phantom fighting Muscle on equal terms.
"Get out of here quickly, I'll hold him off!" Midoriya shouted to the old man, who nodded quickly and, despite his age, ran away from the battlefield.
"Damn it, kid, do you know how much money I lost because of your interference?" Muscle said, activating a hundred muscles that enveloped his body from neck to toe. Midoriya, seeing the menacing quirk he displayed, figured that physical strength wouldn't work against him, and the most effective approach was to hit the unprotected areas, especially the head, which was open.
"If we hit the head, we'll just waste our strength and time," Izuku thought in his mind, but Venom quickly interrupted his thoughts.
"We're not alone, there's another enemy behind us," Venom said. From behind, Izuku saw a villain with a hair-related quirk, dressed in some sort of armor, landing on the hood of one of the cars.
"Well, well, who do we have here, the Silent Phantom himself? You showed up to interfere with us. Join us, and we'll share the bounty with you for killing that old man," she offered in her alluring voice, to which Izuku merely scoffed, expressing his refusal, which she did not take seriously.
"You shouldn't have interfered, you worthless hero," another villain with a rupture quirk said from above the bridge, summarizing the destruction he had caused with his ability.
"Three against one," Venom said in Midoriya's head. Venom, just like Izuku, analyzed the course of the battle and came to the same conclusion.
"The one who's taller is a long-range fighter. The woman with the hair is a mid-range fighter. The muscle-bound guy is a close-range fighter. We need to deal with them quickly." Izuku prepared for battle, his clothes soaked from the rain: vest, turtleneck, pants—all soaked to the skin, causing discomfort throughout his body, but he had no time to complain.
Muscle charged at Midoriya with all his might. He prepared to use his tentacles to push him back for a moment to deal with the rest, but the villainess grabbed his arm with her strong hair, preventing him from throwing a punch. Not wanting to lose the advantage, Izuku grabbed her body with a tentacle and pulled her towards him, grabbing her by the neck, but before he could dodge, he was tackled from behind by Muscle, who also knocked his accomplice down. Quickly getting to his feet and recovering, Izuku heard something whizzing toward him. Quickly fleeing from his previous position, he saw the villain who was above all the others. He used his hands to shoot rockets that had a decent destructive power.
"While they distract us, he will be a thorn in our side," Izuku said, gripping the metal railing of the bridge, but just as he was about to jump, the hair grabbed him by the waist and threw him towards the cars, smashing the windshield of one of them.
"Damn it!" he grunted, looking at the muscle-bound guy who was charging at him. Using his tentacles on his back, Izuku quickly stood up from the car despite the pain that the symbiote was healing. Muscle missed and knocked cars off the road, sending them into the lake. He could hear two rockets flying towards him from the air. Dodging the trajectory of the rocket, the villain launched a third, but when Izuku caught the rocket with a tentacle, he threw it at Muscle, putting him out of action. But despite this, he was grabbed by the villainess, tightly squeezing his hands with her hair, not allowing him to move.
She pulled him closer, staring into the white lenses of his mask.
"You are clever enough to devise strategies for each of us, but too bad that this is where your surprises end," she said, stretching her hair towards the third thug with rockets. Feeling the urge to survive, Izuku activated the symbiote blast, pulling out a bunch of symbiotic spikes from his body that sent the villainess flying, and hearing a rocket approaching, he dodged it, further irritating the villain.
"Can you stand still for even a minute?!" he shouted, launching another four rockets in response. Izuku dodged as best he could, but he did not notice how Muscle grabbed him by the throat with his enormous hands.
"Isn't it pleasant when you're squeezed like orange juice?" Muscle said, tightening his grip around Izuku's head, causing him pain. Angered, Izuku tried to do something with his hands, but nothing worked; it all looked like a pathetic attempt at resistance. However, grabbing Muscle's leg with a tentacle, he lifted him off the ground and threw him towards the villainess with the hair. Ripping the door off a car, he threw it at the rocket-wielding villain, who was already exhausted from frequently using his quirk. The door missed the villain, but bought him time while he jumped to him in one large leap, landing on the same level as him. The villain attempted to attack him with his hands, but it looked pathetic. Easily dodging the attack, Izuku knocked him aside with a quick strike of his hand, but he had little time before professional heroes arrived; he needed to finish this fight as quickly as possible. Grabbing both of the villain's hands, Izuku squeezed them at the elbows, applying force and breaking the elbow bones. The villain screamed as he felt his bones break from the applied force.
"You will pay for this, you damn bastard!" the villain threatened him, writhing from his broken arms, but Izuku wanted more than that. Grabbing his fingers, he broke them, not allowing him to continue this fight. Izuku needed complete incapacitation of the villain, and directing the symbiote to the villain's right leg and arm, he clenched his fist and jumped up with his left hand, delivering a symbiotic uppercut that knocked out the villain.
"One down, two to go," Venom ominously said, but Izuku was already feeling fatigue from the fight. These were professional villains with training, and he still hadn't used his full symbiotic power. His body did not yield to the three, compensating for his weakness with his analytical intelligence.
"In a head-on attack, I can't handle them; I need to deal with the hair villainess," Izuku concluded, but before he could finish, Muscle threw a car in his direction.
"Hey, get down from there and fight like a man!" Muscle shouted, throwing objects in his direction. Jumping down from his height and making sure the rocket-wielding villain wouldn't be a problem, Izuku landed on the ground, where he was immediately met by Muscle, who tried to crush him with his massive weight and muscles pressing down on him harder. Izuku was losing strength and could not resist, but the voices were whispering in his head again: the thirst for blood began to affect his brain.
"He will kill us. We must live. Kill him. He is a threat. Let's crush his brains out," the voices whispered in Izuku's head. He began to feel anger from his own weakness until he awakened the internal rage that consumed him from within.
"Aaaah!!!" Izuku screamed, feeling the pain from the crushing muscles and from anger. He stopped holding back, exploding the symbiote and using [Symbiote:Blast], unleashing hundreds of tentacles from his body that sent Muscle flying, but he quickly recovered from such an attack.
"Damn, this is starting to be fun," the villainess said, directing her hair towards him, but Izuku no longer held back, and reacting to the villain's hair, he used [Symbiote:Punch] with one hand, knocking her back momentarily. But during that time, Muscle had recovered and charged at him. Grabbing Izuku by the neck, Muscle squeezed him in a chokehold, making him feel the lack of oxygen. Izuku struggled, but Muscle pressed even harder, crushing his head.
"I will enjoy watching your eyes pop out of their sockets," he said sadistically. Unable to endure the pain and rage, Izuku activated [Symbiote:Blast], exploding hundreds of tentacles from his body and pushing Muscle back, but due to the anger Izuku was experiencing, he felt pain from that blow. Now he was no longer in control of himself; it was more important for him to maim his opponent.
Using [Symbiote:Yank], he grabbed Muscle by the head, lifting him and forcefully slamming his face into the asphalt. Muscle quickly got up, and seizing the moment, he charged at Izuku with a powerful strike to the face, leaving a bruise under his right eye beneath the mask. Unable to withstand another blow, Izuku roared angrily like an animal trapped and fought for his life.
"Aaaah!!!" he yelled, landing two blows to Muscle's face that disoriented him, and taking advantage of the moment, Izuku knocked him to the ground with all his might, using one of his favorite moves, [BeatDown], showering the enemy with a flurry of furious blows, painting the villain's face red. Just as Izuku was about to deliver the finishing blow, he was distracted by a car that was thrown at him from behind.
"Damn, that was close," she whispered, watching her partner, whose face looked more like a bloody cutlet than a normal face.
Izuku lay on the ground, pinned by the car, until he quickly regained his composure from the thirst for blood. But as soon as he tried to get up, he felt the weight pressing down on him from above, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that it was Muscle, who was crushing him with his weight, causing even more pain to Izuku, making him feel the thirst for killing that he was holding back even harder.
"Isn't it pleasant when they return the pain to you in kind?" Muscle said, pressing down on the car even harder, trapping Izuku.
"Aaaah!!!" he screamed, trying to calm himself in any way, but it was all useless; his screams only fueled the hatred burning inside him.
"Let him go!!!" Kota shouted, directing a stream of water at Muscle's face, which caught him off guard and loosened his grip on the car that was holding Izuku.
"Aa?" Searching for his opponent, Muscle's eyes fell on Kota, who was trembling in front of him but did not back down.
"Kota, get out of here!!!" Izuku yelled at him while the villainess grabbed him by the neck with her hair.
"Kota!!!" Izuku shouted, hearing Kota gasp for breath. He tried to get up, but Muscle pressed down on the car even harder.
"Aaaah!!!" The woman, gripping the boy's throat, smirked as she watched him choke before her eyes, but he struggled just like Izuku, splashing water on her face from his fingers.
"You damn stubborn brat," she whispered, squeezing her hair so tightly that she didn't expect to break the child's neck, but she didn't care about the boy who appeared out of nowhere. The sounds of choking were interrupted by silence, which made Izuku alert, but upon seeing Kota's lifeless body with wide-open, terrified eyes, he could no longer hold back under any pretext.
"AAAAAA!!! I will kill you all!!!!" Izuku shouted, activating [Symbiote:Blast], exploding the tendrils in all directions. Muscle grabbed Izuku by the throat with both hands as he pushed them down, choking him while he was on the ground. Feeling the suffocation and the thirst for blood, Izuku grabbed Muscle's hands, and tentacles began to emerge from his back, lifting him off the ground as Muscle felt the tentacles crushing his arms with monstrous strength. The tentacles from behind bound Muscle's arms, and with one of the tentacles, Izuku grabbed Muscle by the throat, squeezing him so tightly that his neck broke from the pressure. The body fell to the ground like a stone, and grabbing the villain by the waist, he threw him into the river, disposing of the body.
"You!!!," Izuku said with a sinister voice, looking towards the villainess, who for the first time felt fear in her life from such a voice. She grabbed Izuku's arm with her hair, but he simply pulled her towards him with one swift motion, grabbing her by the throat.
"For Kota's death, you will pay with your head!!!" Izuku shouted, but seeing the fear in the eyes of his enemy, the inner thirst burned away all remnants of common sense.
Squeezing her throat, he felt her struggling for air, but Venom wanted more. Izuku smashed the car window with her head, and pressing his foot on her head, he pulled her hair with monstrous strength. The hair was very strong, and Izuku applied all his force to tear it out.
"Stop, it hurts!!!" the woman cried, trying to stop the humiliation, but Izuku tore her head off with the spine, finally silencing her forever.
"Aaaah!!!" Izuku threw her head to the ground, and seeing her head with hair, he simply kicked it like a soccer ball, approaching Kota.
Izuku approached the lifeless body of Kota, feeling how the rage that had seized him just seconds ago slowly shifted to emptiness. The rain, which had seemed cold and merciless just moments ago, now felt warm compared to the icy horror that gripped his heart. He knelt before the boy's body, trembling hands lifting his light, motionless form. Kota's eyes, filled with fear and pain, remained open, as if blaming the whole world for what had happened.
"I'm sorry... forgive me..." Izuku whispered, tightly hugging the boy to his chest. His voice was broken, and tears mixed with raindrops streaming down his face.
Venom was silent, not uttering a single word. His usually cynical and harsh voice, always filled with sarcasm or rudeness, was now simply absent, as if he too did not know what to say.
"I promised you... I promised to bring you home..." Izuku continued to whisper, his words dissolving in the sound of the rain. "You were supposed to live... you were too young to die." Venom's tendrils involuntarily emerged from his body, wrapping around Kota, as if the symbiote was also trying to protect or warm the boy, even though he knew it was useless.
Izuku looked at his hands, trembling from tension. His fists were still covered in blood, but now it brought him no pride, only bitterness and disgust.
"They deserved death," Venom suddenly said, his voice hoarse and heavy. "But this boy shouldn't have died. We let him down."
"Shut up," Izuku replied coldly, squeezing Kota's body even tighter. Just... shut up. He carefully closed the boy's eyes so that his face no longer expressed pain. Laying Kota's body on the ground, Izuku took off his coat and covered the boy with it.
"You said you wouldn't forget me..." he quietly said, lowering his gaze to the boy. "But now I will never forget you."
The rain grew stronger, as if the heavens themselves were mourning Kota. Izuku stood up, his gaze cold, but inside him, everything burned. He looked at the place where just minutes before lay the bodies of the villains he had destroyed.
"If this world is incapable of protecting the innocent, I will judge it myself," he said, clenching his fists.
Venom's tendrils shot up into the air, then slowly retracted back into his body. Izuku lifted Kota's body into his arms as a sign of respect and began to walk away from the battlefield, leaving a trail of blood, rain, and pain behind him. Somewhere in the distance, police sirens could be heard, but Izuku was no longer interested in what would happen next. His goal was now clear: the world must change. And he would do everything to make it happen, even if he had to become a monster.
The rain continued to pour, as if the world itself mourned the innocent victim. Izuku walked slowly, holding Kota's wrapped body in his black coat. His face, hidden behind a mask, expressed no emotions, but inside him, a storm raged. The usually talkative symbiote was silent, as if sharing the weight of the moment. Somewhere ahead, movement flickered. Izuku looked up and saw a woman in a heroic suit. It was Mandalay, one of the professional heroes, Kota's aunt. She was searching for the boy, hoping to find him alive and unharmed, but her hope faded as soon as she saw the man in black with the child's body in his arms.
"Kota!" she cried, rushing towards them. Her voice trembled, and she almost stumbled on the wet ground but did not slow down. Izuku stopped, watching her approach. She stopped in front of him, her gaze darting to the body in his arms.
"No... no, it can't be..." she said, trembling hands pulling off her coat to see the boy's face. She froze when she saw her nephew's lifeless face.
"Kota..." she whispered, her knees buckling as she fell to the ground before him.
For several seconds, she looked at him, unable to believe the reality of what was happening. Then her grief turned to anger. She raised her gaze to Izuku, her eyes burning with rage.
"It's your fault!" she screamed, springing to her feet. "You were supposed to protect him! You should have saved him!"
Izuku stood silently, holding Kota's body in his arms. His mask and white lenses concealed his expression, but inside, he felt each of her words like a dagger.
"You're a monster! You took my nephew and now return him dead! How could you let this happen?!" Her voice broke, and tears mixed with the rain, streaming down her cheeks.
She stepped closer, hitting her fists against his chest, but he did not resist. Each of her blows, each tear only intensified the guilt eating away at him inside.
"Say something!" she screamed, grabbing him by the collar. "You're a hero, right? Where are your explanations?!"
Izuku said nothing. He slowly knelt before her, carefully handing her Kota's body. The woman grabbed the boy, holding him close, and broke into sobs once more.
"You could have saved him... you should have saved him..." she whispered, rocking her nephew's body in her arms. Izuku rose, his figure a dark shadow against the pouring rain. He looked at the woman who mourned the boy's body, whom he had sworn to protect.
"I... regret it," he said barely audibly, then turned away and vanished into the darkness, leaving Mandalay alone with her grief.
Mandalay raised her head, her gaze full of fury and pain, fixed on Izuku's retreating figure. Her fingers clenched into fists, and despite the weight of her sorrow, she shouted:
"You regret it? That's not enough!"
Izuku stopped but did not turn around.
"You should have saved him! You said you were a hero! Where was that hero when Kota was dying?" Her voice trembled, her words breaking into a furious sob. "It's your fault he's dead!"
Izuku stood still, his fingers tightening for a moment, but he did not respond.
"You're not a hero, you're a monster! You think your power makes you a savior? No! You kill people with your presence! If you hadn't come into his life, he would be alive!" she shouted, squeezing Kota's body even tighter.
Every word she spoke was like a hammer blow shattering the last fragments of Izuku's inner calm. But he remained silent, knowing that her words were true.
"You're afraid to say anything because you know it's true! You destroyed everything, you obliterated his life, and now you're trying to escape like a pathetic coward!" she shot a glance at him, filled with contempt.
Izuku slowly turned, raindrops running down his mask. He looked directly at her, his white lenses coldly reflecting her face.
"You're right," he said quietly, his voice dull but clear. "It's my fault."
These words came as a surprise. Mandalay froze, her lips trembling, but she could not reply.
"But you can't bring your nephew back, no matter how much you blame me," he continued, his voice filled with bitterness and exhaustion. "If you want revenge, I won't resist. But it won't change anything."
He turned away again, his figure slowly disappearing into the shadows of the alleys. Mandalay remained on her knees, hugging Kota's lifeless body. Her cries echoed through the empty streets, but in response, there was only the sound of the rain, as if nature itself mourned the loss with her.
Izuku took cover under the support of the bridge, his black coat blending with the shadows, while the rain muffled the sounds of his breathing. The police and professional heroes were very close. The headlights of their cars cut through the night darkness, and voices sounded urgent and nervous.
"We can't let this psycho get away!" one of the heroes shouted. "He's a threat to everyone!"
"Check every nook and cranny! He's injured, he won't be able to go far," added another voice, belonging to a female hero.
Izuku crouched down, feeling the blood pulsing in his temples. The symbiote was trying to offer options:
"We need to move. If they find us, we'll have to fight."
"No," Izuku whispered. "No more blood."
Voices echoed from below.
"There's blood here; he must be nearby!" a police officer shouted.
"He's a beast, but he won't be able to escape. We've surrounded the bridge!" another hero confidently added.
Izuku looked down. He saw them combing the area, heard the tense negotiations, felt the hatred directed at him.
"They're right," he whispered to himself. "I'm not a hero."
The symbiote intervened again:
"You survived for something greater. They don't know who you've become. But you can't let them catch us."
Izuku closed his eyes. Anger and bitterness battled with his common sense. He knew that if he surrendered, he would be labeled a killer, a monster with no place in this world. But if he continued to hide, it would only confirm their words.
A loud noise sounded from above—a drone with a camera began scanning the height of the bridge. Izuku realized there was no more time.
He extended his tentacles, wrapped them around one of the supports, and jumped into the shadows of the bridge. The heroes heard the sound and rushed over, but to their disappointment, he vanished.
At that time, Izuku was already far away. The rain continued to pour, washing away the blood and dirt from his costume. He rushed through the streets, trying to avoid collisions, leaving behind only emptiness and pain.
The morning was gloomy. The sky was still overcast with heavy clouds, heralding more rain. Izuku walked to school, his head lowered. A bandage adorned his right eye, concealing the bruise he had received in the fight with Muscle. The hood of his coat was pulled down to further hide his face.
"Are you sure you want to go there?" Venom's quiet but heavy voice echoed in his head.
"Yes," Izuku replied shortly, tightening the straps of his backpack. "I can't just drop out of school."
"After everything that happened? They will hate you anyway, even without knowing who you really are. And if they find out?" Venom's voice sounded sarcastic, but there was a hint of concern in it.
Izuku paused for a moment, looking at his reflection in the nearest store window. His face looked tired, shadows under his eyes. The bandage only intensified the impression that he had been through hell.
"Maybe so, but it's all I have left," he said quietly, continuing on his way.
Venom fell silent for a moment but soon spoke again:
"Don't you think it's hypocrisy? You protect them, risking your life, while they are ready to tear you apart for the slightest mistake."
"Maybe it is," Izuku answered, a bit irritated. "But if I stop doing what I think is right, then who am I?"
"A person who lives," Venom retorted. "We owe nothing to anyone."
Izuku sighed. This conversation felt endless, but inside him, the belief that everything could still be fixed did not fade away.
"If I stop trying, then I'll stop being myself," he said firmly as he entered the school gates.
Students passing by cast sidelong glances at him, whispering to each other. Some clearly noticed the bandage and frowned.
"They think you got into another fight," Venom sneered.
"Let them think what they want," Izuku cut back, striding down the hallway.
The atmosphere in the classroom was no better. When he entered, conversations hushed. Someone glanced at him briefly, while others turned away.
"See?" Venom whispered. "They will never accept you."
Izuku slowly sat down at his desk, ignoring all the stares. His hands clenched into fists under the table.
"Then I'll have to teach them acceptance," he quietly replied to himself, resolutely looking at the board.
To be continued.
Active Abilities:
Symbiote Yank
Symbiote Blast
Tentacle Attack
Symbiote Charge
Elbow Smash
Beatdown
Tendril Pull
Symbiote Slam
New:Uppercut
Passive Abilities:
Symbiote Body Coating
Regeneration
Wingsuit Wings
Speed and Agility
Strength
Symbiote Armour
Rage Mode
New:Defuse