Pain.

Pain.

Static.

Light.

Darkness.

Heat.

Frost.

All these feelings and visions flowing through his body at once while the searing pain flowing through cut him like a heated sword through ice.

It hurt, it hurt like nothing can top this level of physical pain. Especially on the neck and head, his headache was equivalent to putting him in between a vice. The white in his vision faded down, the static meshing back into comprehensible noise. The pain still there while the boy gave a pained groan.

"Everything hurts" he muttered. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw the white light simmer down into reds, greens, beiges, and blues. The white noise in his ears went back from static to the usual birds chirping and the winds blowing in the normal school day.

The lump in his chest returned, the aching feeling, the unimaginable emotional pain festering inside returned full force as he realized what had just happened.

"I can't even end it all correctly, is this some kind of sick joke? D-Does the world really hate me enough to keep me here?" He asked, tears flowing from his eyes while he grit his teeth in frustration.

"Why?"

"Why?"

"WHY!!?" With a shout of pure fury he let the last tear shed. It wasn't anything new for the boy to cry after a day in hell, but he just did something to try and escape. But he failed.

"Damnit." He sniffled. "How a-am I gonna explain this to mom" he tried getting up, but his vision was still sideways on a nearby bush.

"M-My bones are probably broken" mumbling while trying to scratch his head. But when he tried, no hand came up to his head. He instead felt the branches and leaves of a bush, or maybe a tree perhaps?

"Ugh.... wh-what happened" a rhetorical question he asked himself while trying to move. While he did so, he noticed the bush in front of him rustling as well.

"I-Is someone there!?" He called out while trying to inch away from the bush. Unfortunately, his vision told him that he hasn't moved an inch from where he was.

"H-He-hey! D-Don't come any closer" he winced once the bushes started shaking more violently. "S-Stop!" He shouted, until he saw it.

A headless body crawling backwards while blood stained its neck and black uniform.

"AAAHHH!!" Izuku yelled. "A g-ghost!!" Trying to run away, the boy's face flopped to the ground as he tried to turn. He saw the body run around and around as he kept screaming for help, for some reason, the boy was starting to get winded.

"S-someone" Izuku almost whispered while panting, looking to the headless body. He saw that it was also mimicking a motion like it was wheezing.

He tried scratching his head in confusion, but what he saw shocked him.

Izuku saw the headless body perk up and attempt to scratch its head, if only it had one.

Putting the puzzle pieces together Izuku muttered "I-is th-that m-my body!?" He asked in terror. Moving back and forwards, Izuku noted that his body followed suit.

"H-How!?" He asked. Scratching his arm and brushing the dirt off his uniform, he looked back at his bloodied body in interest.

But what was most intriguing was the fact that his injuries were slowly healing. The dislocated and slightly beaten up ankle he had was slowly moving back to its original position. His scratches and bruises were slowly healing up as well.

After a few minutes of observing while he commanded his body, he took note at the searing pain slowly dissipate as well.

"W-weird" trying to get the right position and move correctly he instructed his detached body to pick his decapitated head up.

It was easier said than done. He watched his own body crash into walls, bushes, and the trees nearby. Feeling the pain of bumping full force into these things might not be the best experience, so he tried slowly maneuvering his body into walking back to his head.

After a few tries, he finally did it. He picked up his head and tried putting it back up on his neck, but it just slid off once he placed it on.

"WH-WHAT!!??" He shouted, picking up his head once more from the ground.

Looking closely, he noticed how blood was still slightly flowing from his neck. He screamed when the dripping blood formed into string-like materials and tried attaching themselves back to his head.

"Gaahh!!!" He screamed, he tossed his head in shock before his face crashed into a bush. Looking through the shrubbery, he saw the strings droop down and return into its liquid state. "Oh....Oh my god" Izuku gasped, he had to write this down on his notebook. He reached into the shrubbery and picked his head back up, he tried once again to put his head back on his neck. But it slid down once again.

"Damn" he walked back to his head and picked it back up again. "What's wrong!? Why can't I put it back on!?" Walking up to the reflective sim, he examined his neck. Still bloodied and cleaved clean. But what was most strange was the fact that the neck, or what was supposed to be his neck, on his head was completely healed. Save for the fact that his jugular and windpipe were still cut.

"Freaky" Izuku muttered while he carried his head between his elbow and the side of his torso. "Wait wait wait wait..." Izuku said while looking back on his impact position. Blood was still present and was decorating the walls, he panicked. Izuku looked back and forth by using his hands to position his head while he almost squealed in terror.

'How am I gonna clean this all up!?' A thought that horrified him while he took a towel from his yellow, now soaked in blood, bag and one-hand wiped frantically on the walls.

Izuku widened his eyes at what he saw. The crimson liquid that painted the walls and ground formed back into the same string-like material and zipped its way back to the base of Izuku's neck.

Izuku yelped when he felt the ticklish pricks of the stringy material penetrate the remanence of his neck. His back and the towel were ridden of their scarlet shade as well. The headache returned, not from what happened or side effects of him literally trying to jump off a building, but processing this information was taking a toll on his brain cells. It was a little bit too much to process.

A groan escaped his mouth while he trudged through the school grounds. Luckily for him, all the students have left, due to it being a Friday afternoon.

"This won't be good" he muttered while he carried his head on his arms.

>Break

"Ey Katsuki, wanna hit the arcade?" One of his cronies asked while drinking a bit of soda.

"Yeah yeah, that sounds good" his second lackey added.

"Ehh. Fuck off, I ain't in the mood for that shit" katsuki said while he took the soda his ""Friend"" was drinking. And taking a moment to compile his sweat on his palms, katsuki set up a small explosion and threw the charred can behind him like it was nothing.

"Hey Katsuki! I was still drinking that!" His crony with devilishly red wings wined.

Making a small cackle in his palms, Katsuki retaliated. "the fuck you gonna do about it? Fatty?"

"I'm not fat! I'm just big-boned!"

Walking up to the alleyway that they usually loiter in, the trio of delinquents heard sloshing noises. Looking around, the three saw nothing.

"Is a sewer getting backed up or something?" His lackey with a finger extending quirk added.

"Lovely meat shields!" A nearby drainage pipe burst as a gloopy villain emerged.

"What the fuu--!!!" Katsuki yelled before the slime villain attached himself to the ash-blonde boy. The two cronies left the scene faster than the villain flopped himself on the little explosion.

"H-Hey! *gurk... Fucking don't leave me!" Katsuki yelled before the villain cackled horrendously.

"Haha! It'll just be a few seconds!"

"What a lovely quirk you have!" The slime villain said while he looked at Katsuki setting off small explosions on his palms.

>Break

Walking down the street while carrying your own head on your hands was definitely a weird experience. People gave izuku disgusted looks, while some delinquents and possible psychos gave him an intrigued glance. He cringed whenever there was a small child pointing at him for their parents to tell them to look away.

Then a large boom happened nearby. Izuku moved his head to face the direction of the blast. Interested in a possible hero fight, Izuku broke into a sprint. He ran before he saw an alleyway scorched with fire and multiple heroes fighting off what appeared to be green slime.

"Hands off him, Ya villain!" A man with yellow and black braces on his fist yelled while he jumped in and punched the slime, only for it to be completely ignored.

"You can't touch me! I'm a goddamn liquid!" The goopy villain bellowed. He used his sling fist to smack the muscular man away.

"Damnit, I can't get near. The kid keeps setting off explosions!" A man with a wooden upper body, arms, and mask said while another hero snuffed out the nearby flames.

"E-Explosions?" Izuku heard through the screams of terror and shock. Izuku raised his head up using his hands to check on the scene. "Damnit, I still can't see anything" he muttered. Izuku shoved his way in front of the crowd before he gasped at what he saw.

Katsuki's face and half of his body was consumed by a green and repugnant slime villain. His eyes teary and desperate, his palms bloodied and swollen from overuse of his quirk, and the slime attempting to suffocate him.

Without any thought, Izuku broke into a sprint. His body not obeying his mind, izuku tossed his bag at the slime's eye.

"Kid! Get back!" The hero clad in wood known as: Kamui woods called.

"Fucking kid! You gotta death wish or something?" The gooey villain asked while Izuku ran and started scraping the slime off Katsuki's body with one hand while the other was holding his head.

"I-I'm s-sorry Kacchan! I should've come sooner! I-I-It's just that your eyes told me that y-you really needed h-help!" Izuku stated with teary eyes while he scratched and scraped away the slime with desperation.

Cocking back his slimy fist, the villain shouted. "Fuck off kid! And take your head with you!" He slammed his gelatinous fist down on Izuku's body.

But instead of Izuku crashing into a wall, Izuku's body skidded a few meters behind before he stumble-ran back to his original position and scraped once more.

"K-Kacchan!" Izuku yelled with the Ashe-blonde began setting off explosions towards himself to try and pry the villain off.

"Kid! Get back here!" Backdraft: a rescue specialist hero, used his water quirk to pull Izuku back to the crowd. "Damnit kid, don't make my job any harder." With a mental tug, backdraft reeled Izuku in using his water arms.

"I've gotta help kacchan!" While his body was being pulled, Izuku arched his arms backward while he gripped onto his own head.

And he tossed.

The crowd behind him, the heroes around him, the slime villain, Kacchan, and even himself were surprised at the action. The crowd gasped, the heroes face-palmed, the villain cackled, and Katsuki went wide-eyed when he saw the head flying its way to the villain.

"Suicidal bastard!" Reeling his numerous slimy appendages back, the villain lashed out multiple slimy and liquid tendrils. The tendrils hit multiple trashcans and the walls but. They missed, Izuku's head is still flying.

"Takes this!" Izuku yelled while he saw the small pink membrane in what appeared to be the slime's head. Izuku penetrated the mucus of his head while he traveled through the slime's goop.

CHOMP

He took a big bite out of whatever pink organ was floating in the villain's head before the slime became more like water. The sticky substance becoming more dilute as his shape slowly poured like water. The pupils in his eyes reeled to the back of his head while he released katsuki of his goopy prison. Izuku's head crashed onto some trash and behind Katsuki as he spat out whatever he just bit.

Both Izuku and Katsuki coughed while Izuku took a double take and took a glance at what he just took a bite in. He widened his eyes, bottom lip trembling in fear once he learned what he just did.

He bit the brain.

He felt his gag reflex kick in, he tried throwing up. Only for him to look back at his body throwing up chunks at the base of the neck on a nearby tree back with the crowd.

He killed someone. A sick feeling in his gut emerged when the heroes picked his head up and gave it back to his body.

They scolded him, but he wasn't listening. He was more focused on the fact that he had just killed someone. His cornea becoming pure white while the heroes kept scolding him. Izuku took a few glances at Katsuki while the nurses from the ambulance that came by checked up on him. Katsuki gave him a glare, an intrigued look, and a look of mortification. Mixed feelings towards the boy had become apparent while a flurry of emotions could be seen from the ash-blonde.

Izuku got to go home first since he had way less injuries compared to katsuki. Well, the paramedics still insisted for him to get his bloody neck treated.

Izuku walked back home, a lump still in his chest while he trudged.

>Break

While he walked down the block leading towards his house, he heard someone call out to him.

"Hey Deku!" Turning with his head in one of his hands, Izuku looked towards katsuki, fuming.

"Don't fucking think that I owe you jack shit!" The ash-blonde screamed at the top of his lungs while he pointed at the boy.

"N-No, i-i-it's fine. K-Kacchan" he said with a weak smile.

"And what the fuck is with that head of yours?" Lowering his finger to point at Izuku's head, Katsuki asked. "You got some secret quirk or some shit?"

"I-I don't even know myself" Izuku muttered back before turning his back on Katsuki and walking home.

"You think that you're too good for me eh!? Hiding your quirk and shit!?" He added.

"Don't fucking think that this'll change anything!" Katsuki yelled before Izuku was out of earshot.

>Break

"Mom, I'm home!" izuku called once he closed the gate behind him. He held his head on his hands while the door opened.

"Welcome home Izuk--!!" Widening her eyes, Inko looked at the boy literally holding his head in his hands before she fell over.

"Mom! M-Mom!" Izuku ran over before he shook her with one hand.

Inko had fainted from shock.

Wonderful beta-reader: GodAmongGods