WARNING!!! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME TRIGGERING TOPICS SUCH AS BUT NOT LIMITED TO TORTURE, GORE, SEXUAL ASSAULT, HUMAN EXPERIMENTATION, AND SUICIDAL IDEATION. 

The first video of the file marked Origin: Rabid started out differently than the last few videos from the previous file.

The first noticeable difference was it seemed to be filmed from a body camera and the people in the frame were not familiar at all, Inko, Izuku, nor Toshinori anywhere to be seen. Instead, it was a group of masked people in full tactical gear in the back of a van, checking over their gear as they chatted with one another.

"Is all this gear really necessary?" One of the people asked, their voice scrambled by a modulator over their mouth.

"Yes. The boss said that All Might could show up so we have to be prepared for that."

"Besides, we don't know what kind of quirk the brat has. They claim he is quirkless but they could be lying to cover up a powerful fucking quirk."

One of the geared up men lowered the finger from his ear, nodding. "It's time to move out. Remember, we need them alive."

"Yes, sir."

The door to the van opened up and the group filed out, making their way quickly to the wall of the apartment building. They fired grappling hooks up to the roof, climbing their way up the wall until they reached a balcony that had the lights dimmed and one of the curtains drawn. The one with the body camera leaned over to peer beyond the curtain, a low whistle escaping his mouth.

"Nobody told me the lady was a babe. Too bad we have to make this quick, I'd like to have some fun with her."

Everyone in the common room shuddered, Toga scooting closer to Izuku as All Might clenched his fists at his side, his jaw tightening as he muttered under his breath curses at the men.

"Stay on task. Get the woman and her son, try not to injure them too badly, and get them to the van."

"Got it, sir."

One of the men checked to see if the balcony door was unlocked, finding it wasn't. Using their quirk of manipulating small metal objects, the man made quick work of picking the lock. He turned around and counted down with his fingers before sliding the door open, the rest of the men rushing in and startling Inko and Izuku, who were sitting on the couch watching a movie together.

"What the - "

"Mom, what's going on?!"

"Izuku, run!" Inko yelled, throwing the television remote at one of the men and hitting him in the crotch.

"Ow! You fucking bitch!"

The man who Inko hit with the remote made a move to grab Inko by the throat and Izuku saw this, rushing the man. "Don't touch her!"

Izuku grabbed the man's arm and bit down hard while also clawing at his exposed neck. Blood bubbled to the surface of where Izuku's nails and teeth broke skin, the man grunting in pain. "You little fucker!"

Grabbing a fistful of Izuku's hair, the man tossed Izuku into the wall above the couch, a loud thud being heard as the small child slid down the wall and onto the couch, a groan coming from his mouth.

"Izuku!"

Inko made a move to go to her son but one of the kidnappers was quicker, picking Izuku up by the back of the neck while pulling a blade out, holding it to his cheek. The mother stopped, color draining from her face. "Now, you're going to come peacefully with us or I will carve up your precious son's face, got it, Midoriya Inko?"

Izuku blinked, his eyes bleary as he made eye contact with his mom. "Mom, run! I'm okay! Go get dad!"

The kidnapper holding him hissed, sliding the blade across his cheek and making him bleed. "Shut up, brat, or I'll kill you."

"No, you won't."

"What the fuck did you say?"

Izuku smirked, blinking slowly. "If you were going to kill me and mom, you would've done that already. You obviously need us alive for something, maybe to blackmail my dad, or to kill us publicly later to prove something. But my point is, right now, you need us alive. So no, you won't kill me." Izuku chuckled, looking around the room at all the kidnappers. "So go ahead, take me. My dad will find me. And there will be hell to pay."

The kidnappers laughed, shaking their heads at the child. "Kid, the things you don't know. Your daddy ain't going to find you, let alone look for you. And we'll be taking your mom as well."

"Oh really? Well, you'll have to find her first." Izuku snickered as the kidnappers looked at where Inko had been standing to find her gone, curses leaving their mouths.

"You two, stay with the bastard. Everyone else, find that bitch." The leader commanded the one holding Izuku and the one with the body camera, the rest rushing off to locate Inko.

The kidnapper holding Izuku turned him around so they were facing each other, glaring at the smug look on the child's face. "You won't be so full of yourself when you see what the boss has in store for you and your mom."

"And you won't be so confident when my dad finds you and beats the daylights out of you for threatening to kill me and my mom." Izuku's smugness grew, a small laugh leaving his mouth until the one holding him punched him in the face.

A sickening crack could be heard from the body camera as Izuku's nose broke, blood immediately pouring out. The green haired kid winced, tears lining his eyes. The man holding his hair smirked. "That knock some sense into ya?"

"We found her! The slut was calling her friend. Luckily the friend didn't answer but we need to leave before they figure out something is wrong when she doesn't call back. Let's go."

The kidnappers gagged Inko and Izuku, the mom staring wide eyed at the blood on her son's face. He tried to reassure her with his own eyes as they were tied up and tossed over two of the men's shoulders like sacks of flour, brought over to the open balcony window.

They climbed down the side of the building using the same grappling hooks, pulling them off the roof when they reached the ground. Rushing over to the van, they shoved Inko and Izuku into the back before jumping in themselves.

As they were about to pull away, a car parked in front of them and a blonde woman and child around Izuku's age got out of the car, worry on the woman's face. "Oh, I hope Inko and Izuku are okay. It's not like Inko to just hang up like that." The woman shook her head, looking down at the child. "Good thing we were already on our way over."

The child crossed his arms, following after his mother.

"Bakugou...is that you?" Kirishima asked, most of the eyes in the common room falling on the explosive teen.

He was pale, eyes glued to his younger self on screen. "I...I had no idea. If only I turned around I could've - " Bakugou looked at the back of Izuku's head, his red eyes full of regret. "Deku...I'm sorry."

Izuku shrugged. "Not your fault."

"Is this...is this what you meant by I've done worse? Or were you just referring to the bullying?"

"The bullying. Like you said, you had no idea. Besides, you never turned around. You couldn't have known." Izuku sighed, not turning around once during the conversation with his childhood frenemy. "Let's keep watching. We are nowhere near the worst of it."

Tension rose in the common room as everyone realized they hadn't even reached the labs.

Bakugou pressed play once more and the scene shifted to inside - surprise, surprise - inside a laboratory. This time, rather than being filmed on a body camera, the film was from a security camera. Inko and Izuku were still bound and gagged, being pushed to walk into the lab by their kidnappers. Inko tried her best to protect her son from the kidnappers, positioning herself between Izuku and the men.

This, however, backfired when the man started to have wandering hands.

Izuku noticed this when he looked back and saw one of the kidnappers grope Inko's butt. He glared, stopping and side stepping his mother to get to the kidnapper who had done it. Inko noticed this and shook her head wildly, trying to stop her son as best she could.

The small child stood between his mother and the kidnappers, glaring at them as they snickered and smirked at him. His glare hardened.

"What are you going to do, pipsqueak?" One of them goaded. "Cry to daddy?"

"We already told you, your daddy ain't coming for you. And you can't stop us from doing what we want."

"And we want to do th - "

As the man reached for Inko, Izuku revealed that he had slipped out of the bounds around his wrists when he grabbed the man's forearm and slammed it over his lifted knee, snapping it. The man hollered in pain as Izuku ripped the gag out of his mouth. "You assholes were saying?"

"You really are a feisty shit, aren't you?" The leader of the kidnappers smirked. "The boss is going to have a field day with you."

Izuku sneered, dodging a punch from another kidnapper by ducking under it and returning the blow as a punch to the groin, also kicking the front of his kneecaps and causing the man to fall to the ground. "Thanks for teaching me some moves, uncle Sho."

Standing up straight, Izuku saw another kidnapper make a move towards his mother and ran towards him, hopping on his back and reaching around to his face. He then proceeded to jab his fingers into his eyes, eliciting a horrific screech from the man.

"This kid doesn't hold back at all!" One of the few kidnappers still standing spoke half in awe, half horrified.

"He is fighting for his and his mother's life, would you?" The leader hummed. "I think we've let this go on long enough. Bring it out."

"Yes, sir."

The kidnapper talking with the leader reached into a pouch on his leg, pulling out a collar before he proceeded to sneak up behind Izuku. Snapping the collar around his neck, he pressed a button on the back of the collar and locked it into place stepping back before the leader pulled out a remote, hitting a button.

Immediately, Izuku started to convulse as electric impulses surged through his body. He fell to the ground and began to twitch, screams of pain tearing out of his throat.

Inko tried to get to her son but was held back by the two remaining kidnappers, slimy smirks on their faces as their hands began roaming her body. She closed her eyes tightly, her face scrunching up in discomfort as she could do nothing for her son nor herself.

Izuku saw what was going on with his mother and tried to crawl his way over to her, tears leaking out of his eyes, a mixture of the pain and the desperation he felt to help his mom.

"Ah, ah, ah. You weren't given permission to move. You're being naughty, Izuku. And naughty boys need punishment." The leader chuckled, upping the voltage on Izuku's collar.

The boy screamed louder, more tears falling from his eyes as he watched the men reach their hands under his mom's clothes. "No...mom!" He managed to choke out between his screams. "Stop! Please...don't...ah!...Don't touch...her!"

The leader turned the shock collar off, crouching next to the panting Izuku. "Since you asked so politely, we'll be nice and listen."

Izuku rolled over and vomited, lifting his head shakily to stare at the man as he coughed. "R-really?"

The man smirked, patting Izuku's sweaty cheek. "Fuck no, you bastard." Looking at the two men who were still touching Inko, he nodded at them. "Have your way with her, boys."

"No! Mom! Don't touch her, you a-assholes!"

The leader kicked Izuku in the ribs, making him cough more. "Shut up. For that, you get max voltage. And you get to watch. Enjoy the show."

Turning the collar back on, Izuku once more began to convulse, closing his eyes while he screamed and the men started to strip Inko. The video faded out with Izuku's screams for the men to stop.

Bakugou paused the video, the tension in the common room practically palpable.

Izuku kept his back turned to the common room, his body rigid. "Kacchan, don't pause it. Please, let's just get this over with."

"Did that really happen to Auntie?"

A sharp, sarcastic laugh barked out of the green haired teen. "You saw it with your own fucking eyes, Bakugou." The blond and everyone else winced at the lack of nickname. "It happened. And it wasn't the only time. And before you ask, they made me watch. Every. Single. Fucking. Time."

The room shuddered and All Might shifted in his seat. "Iz - Rabid, I cannot express how - "

"Not yet. I'm not ready." Izuku shook his head, not turning to look at the hero. "Please, play the rest."

Bakugou complied and the next video loaded, sharp inhales sounding out throughout the common room.

On screen, ten year old Izuku was strapped down to a gurney, the shock collar still around his neck as he stared emotionlessly up at the ceiling while people in white coats walked and talked around him. After a moment, one of the white coats turned around with a syringe, flicking it to make sure there were no air bubbles before injecting it into Izuku's arm.

The child barely even flinched as the heart monitor attached to him showed his vitals spike after a moment, the liquid within him flowing through his veins.

Then, Izuku started to convulse on the table, despite the shock collar not being activated. The monitors attached to him started beeping like crazy and the white coats started rushing around the room, yelling to one another.

"He's crashing! We need to get it out of his system, stat!"

"Grab the canceling serum, hurry! The boss will have our heads if he dies!"

"Wait!"

"What the fuck do you mean wait? He's dying!"

The lab coat that told them to wait pointed at the vitals machine, which was slowly starting to calm down. "His body is accepting it. He's stabilizing." Izuku was taking in shallow breaths, his eyes rolling around behind his lids as sweat poured off his forehead. A low, drawn out moan came from his throat as he turned his head to the side, the collar clanking off the table. The lab coat smirked. "We will commence as planned."

"But sir - "

"The experimentations will continue as the boss has dictated. End of discussion."

"Yes sir."

As the video faded out, the next one started, this one inside an incredibly tiny prison-like bedroom. Inko was sitting on the bed holding Izuku, bruises, cuts, and scars covering both of them, their clothes bloodstained and dirty. Izuku was trying his best to stay awake as he clung to his mother, Inko resting her forehead against his while running her fingers through his hair, whispering softly to him about how she met his father.

"He was such an awkward dork, Izu. You should've seen him trying to ask me out." Inko chuckled, a tear falling from her eye. "In the end, I was the one to do the asking. We went on a picnic at the park near our apartment - you know the one you always play with Katsuki at? That one. He brought me flowers and asked if he could kiss me after he walked me home."

"Gross." Izuku whined. "I don't want to hear about you and dad's physical intimacy. I'm only eleven, mom. And even if I weren't, that's still nasty."

Inko's smile faded for a quick moment, something Izuku noticed. He sighed, sitting up to look at his mom. She fixed her smile. "I'm okay, baby."

"Mom. No, you're not. We've been captive for a year now. I spent my birthday 'training'." Izuku clenched his fists. "And by that I mean having the crap beat out of me."

Inko pulled Izuku into a tight hug, kissing his hair. "I'm sorry, sweetie. Your father will be here soon, I promise. It's only because they keep moving us around so much that he hasn't found us yet."

Izuku nodded, hugging Inko back.

They both jumped when the door to their cell slammed open and in walked three men, built suspiciously like three of their kidnappers. Two of them strode over to the mother and son and tore them apart, tossing Izuku into the third one's arms while the other two lifted Inko out of the bed, one of them holding her arms behind her back like the third one was doing to Izuku.

"What are you doing? Stop it!" Inko and Izuku had long stopped telling them to let them go.

"It's time your brat of a son used the quirks our doctors so graciously gave him. We decided to give him a little incentive, seeing as the collar doesn't seem to be working." The one not holding Inko or Izuku smirked, turning around and punching Inko in the face.

Izuku cried out in horror, fighting against the man holding him.

The man didn't let up after punching Inko in the face. He sucker punched her in the stomach three times in a row before hitting her in quick succession with a left hook and then a right hook.

"Stop! Stop it! I'll use the quirks, just stop hurting her!"

"Make me stop." The man chuckled as Inko coughed up blood when he kneed her in the stomach.

Izuku sobbed as he watched his mother get hit over and over again, his body beginning to shake in the man's arms. Narrowing his eyes into a deadly glare, the child took in a deep breath before disappearing from the camera's view, reappearing a split second later on the shoulders of the man who was holding him. He grabbed him under the chin and on the side of the head, quickly snapping his neck before disappearing once more, appearing behind the one holding Inko and doing the same.

The one hitting Inko backed up upon seeing his two dead companions, fear in his eyes as Inko collapsed on the ground and Izuku approached him with a face twisted in fury. The child appeared in front of him, grabbing him by the throat before repeatedly hitting him in the face and stomach, much like he had done to the boy's mother.

"How do you like it, huh?! How do you fucking like it?!" Izuku screeched, the skin on the man's throat beginning to shrivel the longer Izuku held his hand there, blood beginning to leak from Izuku's nose, eyes, and ears. "I am so sick of you and your men's shit! Leave my mom alone, you bastards!"

"I-Izu..." Inko gasped out from her spot on the floor, watching as her son beat the man who had beat her while also literally draining the life from him. "Izuku, stop!"

Seeming to snap out of his anger, the boy blinked and looked at the now half shriveled man under his hand, a shriek leaving his mouth as he let go and backed up, seeing the bodies of the three men he had just killed. He fell to his hands and knees as he began to hyperventilate, crawling over to his mom.

"Mom...mom are you okay? He hit you hard and a bunch of times. How hurt are you?" Izuku rasped out, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

Inko shook her head. "Baby, I've had worse, I'm okay." She pulled him into a hug, the second she did so the boy broke down into sobs. "Sh, sh. You're okay, I'm okay, everything is okay."

"M-mom. It's not okay! I-I...I killed someone! Three someones!" Izuku hiccuped. "I'm a monster. I'm no better than they are."

Inko pulled out of the hug, grabbing Izuku by both his cheeks gently. "Izuku, you look at me. You are not a monster and you are much better than they are. You did what you had to do and you did not enjoy it. They do what they do because they enjoy it. There is a huge difference. They are monsters. You are Midoriya Izuku, son of the greatest hero and a damn proud mother. I love you and your father loves you. I understand what you did and so will your father. It doesn't make us love you any less. You are still our son."

Izuku's sobs got more intense as he clung to his mother once more. "I'm becoming exactly what they want me to be, mom. I'm becoming...becoming a weapon."

"Be your own weapon, then. Be your own wielder. Don't let anyone else own you." Inko kissed his hair. "Fight for what you believe in and I will support you, no matter what."

"'M sorry mom. I...I never wanted to kill anyone...I never want to do it again. I don't like the way it made me feel. It...it scared me."

"Leave it to me then."

"No!" Izuku hugged Inko tighter. "I won't let dad save us to find out we're both killers. He needs one of us to still be the same. Besides, you and dad can just make another child, one that isn't a killer, that isn't a failure of a human, that can actually protect you, that...that isn't slowly losing their sanity." Izuku swallowed thickly, pulling out of the hug and scooting away from Inko to stare at the bodies he killed. "One that didn't feel good when he got revenge for us."

Inko reached over, grabbing Izuku's hand. He looked up at her with terrified eyes. She smiled. "Izuku. Like I said, I love you. And I support you. No matter what, you are my son and nothing, nothing will ever change that."

"What if dad has a problem with the way I felt? With what I did? He is the number one hero after all."

"Then I'll knock some sense into him." Inko ruffled Izuku's hair. "Come on, let's get some sleep. Who knows when we'll get some in the future."

"Especially after this debacle." Izuku gestured to the three bodies. "Man, I guess you could say I made a...killer mistake."

Inko snorted. "You have your dad's awful sense of humor, baby."

"Just trying to lighten the mood before we sleep in a room with a bunch of corpses."

"I appreciate the sentiment."

The video faded out and into the next one, this one being in an office where a slightly older Izuku was sitting in a chair across from a few of the lab coats. He was fidgeting in his chair, a slightly disbelieving smile on his face. "Are you serious? You're not joking with me?"

"We are not joking with you, Izuku."

Izuku's smile grew. "You'll really let my mom go if I do this for you? You'll let her go back to my dad?"

"We'll let your mother go if you do this."

A small, excited laugh came from Izuku as he bounced in his seat. "Alright. I'll do it. If it means getting mom out of here and back to dad, I'll do anything."

"Even kill?"

Izuku's smile faded slightly as he shrugged. "I've killed before, what's one more person if it insures my mother's freedom?"

The lab coats smiled, standing up and gesturing for Izuku to do the same. The child followed them through a door and the view quickly changed to inside a new room. The new room was quite simple. There was just a table with a cloth on it, a lump shaped like a body under the cloth. Nothing else in the room. Izuku stared at the lump curiously and one of the lab coats explained they thought it would be easier for Izuku if he didn't see who he was using his quirk on.

Nodding, the boy approached the table slowly. He stopped when he was right at the edge, reaching his hand under to touch the arm of the person. Activating his quirk, Izuku closed his eyes and concentrated.

After a moment, the lump began to shrink slightly as blood started to leak from the boy's eyes, ears, and nose from him overloading his quirk.

One of the lab coats checked their watch before calling out to Izuku, the child removing his hand and stepping back. He reached a hand up and touched the blood on his face. "I-I did good, right? I did what you asked...did what you wanted me to...that means I did good?"

"Yes, my boy. You did very good."

"That means you'll let mom go. You said you'd let her go if I did what you wanted. You said you'd let her go see dad. You will, right?"

"Of course."

Izuku smiled. "Thank you. She loves and misses him so much." His smile faded slightly and he looked down at his hands, whispering. "We both do." Turning his head back up, his smile grew more hopeful. "You'll let her go, right?"

"My dear boy..." The head lab coat walked over to the sheet and pulled it back, revealing a shriveled Inko. "You've already let her go."

Izuku's jaw dropped as he stumbled over to the table, his hands trembling as he held them over his mother's dead body. Carefully using two fingers, he checked for a pulse, a sob exploding out of him when he felt none. "No...no, no, no! Mom! Stop playing around! Wake up!" Shaking Inko, Izuku started to scream. "Mom, come on! We have to...we have to stay strong...stay strong until dad gets here! He'll be here soon, that's what you said! Mom, please, I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean to. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I don't want this, I don't want you gone." Tears mixed with the blood on Izuku's face as he sank to the ground next to Inko's corpse. "Dad...please hurry...save mom and me...please...say you are here...save us...save mom."

One of the brutes entered the room. "Time to go. We need to leave evidence of the brat's death behind, boss's orders." He then pulled out a blade, a sinister grin on his face. "I've been waiting years for this, you little fuckhead."

Izuku didn't even fight back as the man came over and started to slash and stab him with the blade, his eyes staying glued to the mother he just murdered.

"That's enough. Our healer can only do so much." The head lab coat put a hand on the brute's shoulder, stopping him from stabbing Izuku again. "We need to leave."

Realizing they were moving to another location without taking Inko's body, Izuku started to thrash and fight, despite his battered and bloody condition. "No, we aren't leaving her! Mom! Mom! No!"

"Man, shut the fuck up!"

A sharp blow to the back of the head and Izuku was out cold, just as the video ended and the next one started in a new laboratory.

Izuku was sitting on a ratty couch, his shock collar still around his neck. There were people on either side of him, presumably to make sure he didn't try to run away, but seeing the dead look in his eyes, he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. A television was on in front of the group, a special news broadcast airing that could be seen from the security camera.

All Might was standing at a podium, a solemn look on his face and his signature smile missing as he addressed the crowd of reporters.

"As you all know, my wife and son, Inko and Izuku, went missing two years ago. I have been searching relentlessly for them ever since they disappeared and found evidence that they were kidnapped." He closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath as a tear slipped from his eye. "It is with a heavy and broken heart that I must put an end to this search. Inko's body was discovered two days ago along with irrefutable evidence of Izuku's death. My family was murdered in cold blood. And I will not rest until I find those responsible."

Izuku's jaw dropped open. "No...no, dad, I'm still alive! I'm right here! Dad, keep looking! I'm alive! I'm still out here! Please! Don't give up!" He ran at the television as reporters started asking the hero questions. "I'm so sorry about mom. Please, don't give up on me, dad. Please. I'm begging you. Don't leave me!"

One of the people on the couch started snickering. "Told you your daddy wasn't coming for ya."

The green haired boy turned around with a furious look, rushing the man. He teleported onto his lap, reaching for the sides of his head and snapping it quickly. "Looks like your daddy ain't coming for you either, fucker."

Izuku started to spasm yet was less affected as he had been years earlier, turning to face the other person on the couch with a deadpan look. They upped the voltage to max voltage as Izuku approached them, the boy finally having to stop to catch his breath.

"What is happening here?" The head lab coat came in, glancing at the dead body and the spasming Izuku.

"The psycho went nuts when he saw his old man called off the search for him."

The lab coat smiled. "Speaking of calls...Izuku, how would you like to try and convince your dad you are still alive?"

Izuku leveled the man with a glare, obviously not believing he was going to be given an actual chance at freedom after the stunt they pulled with his mother but nodded anyway. He followed the man out of the room and the camera view switched to inside an office where a phone was set up.

The lab coat gestured for Izuku to sit down as he dialed a number, putting the phone on speaker. Izuku stared wide eyed at the phone when he heard his father's voice answer.

"I'm sorry, you must not have heard the news. I have called off the search, this tip line is no - "

"D-dad?" Izuku croaked out, tears already falling down his cheeks. "Dad...dad, it's me. It's Izuku."

There was a long pause of silence. "Izuku is dead."

"No, I'm not! I promise, I'm alive. It's really me, dad. I-I can prove it. Ask me anything." Izuku sniffled, wiping at his eyes. "Anything at all."

"...alright, I'll humor you, you sick bastard." Izuku winced. "What was my nickname for you when you were younger?"

"Mighty boy. M-mom used to make fun of you for it because it was such a dad joke." Izuku choked up when he mentioned Inko, clenching his fists and closing his eyes.

"What did you call your childhood best friend?"

"Kacchan!"

There was a pause. "What is your quirk?"

Izuku opened his eyes and stared at the phone. "I was born quirkless. The last day I saw you in person was the day we found out. You told mom that you had to leave because bad people were targeting us and if they found out I was quirkless, they would come for us." Izuku sniffled once more. "It's my fault you left and my fault we were taken. If I had been born with a quirk, you would've felt confident to stay and I could've stopped them from taking mom and me. But I was useless."

A sharp inhale was heard. "Izuku...it really is you, isn't it?"

A relieved laugh came from the boy. "Yes! Yes, dad it really is me."

"Where are they holding you?"

"I-I don't know. They knocked me out before they moved me. It's some sort of lab, like all the other places."

"Izuku...do you know what happened to your mother?" The boy let out a strangled cough. "Izuku? Izuku, are you alright?!"

The lab coat in the room with Izuku grabbed the phone, a smirk on his face. "Izuku is just freaking out because he was the one to kill his mother with the quirk we gave him. He did it of his own free will. Granted, we tricked him into doing it, but he was more than willing to commit murder to gain his mother's freedom." The man let out a chuckle. "And you'll be proud to know it wasn't the first time he has taken a life, All Might."

There was a long pause on the other side of the line and Izuku started to sweat. "Dad? Dad, I'm sorry. I-I didn't know it was mom, I swear! I know there's no excuse but please! I was just trying to get her back to you! She had been through so much here, I wanted her to be happy with you and forget the horrors she went through. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." No response. "Dad, please! Don't leave me here! I'm afraid, so afraid. I'm terrified of what I'll become. Dad, I'm sorry. You can put me in jail, disown me, anything! Just don't leave me here...please."

The line went dead.

Izuku stared horrified at the phone, betrayal in his eyes as the lab coat across from him laughed. "A dead mother, murdered by your own hands. A father who no longer wants you. A world that thinks you're dead." The lab coat got out of the chair and sat against the desk in front of Izuku, leaning until his face was in front of Izuku's. "What do you have in this world, boy? Nothing but us. But don't worry, we'll never let you down."

"He just...he just hung up on me. Even after finding out I'm still alive. Dad...dad really isn't coming for me." Izuku clenched his fists, his face hardening. "Kacchan was right. Dad didn't want a kid. He wanted someone to take over his legacy. That's really why he left after finding out I was quirkless. Quirkless people can't be heroes. I was useless to him." His face softened as he looked down at his hands. "But now I have two quirks so maybe...maybe dad will want me after I explain everything to him? Maybe he'll let me be his successor? Maybe - "

"Kid, that's all mushy and wonderful, but we've got to go."

"Why?"

"This was only a pit stop. We have a final destination to go to. Now let's go."

The video shifted to the next video, Bakugou pausing it on All Might's request.

Izuku peered over his shoulder at his childhood frenemy, an eyebrow raised. "I thought I told you not to pause it?"

"I asked him to, Iz - Rabid." All Might cleared his throat when Izuku turned to look at him. "I know you probably don't want to hear from me, especially after watching that, but I need to clarify something. When you called, I wasn't responding to you because your captor did something to my phone. I was muted. You couldn't hear me. And I didn't hang up on you, the call dropped due to the tracking of the call being completed. I was tracking the call the second I heard your voice. I knew it was you from the beginning. I was stalling to give the tracking device time to work. By the time I got to the location, you and your captors were gone."

"Why did you stop searching for me after that? You knew I was alive yet that was supposedly the only time after my 'death' that you looked for me. Why?" Izuku glared at the floor in front of All Might's feet, his hand wrapped around Toga's.

"Your captors sent me a message saying if I didn't stop looking for you, they would send you to me in bits and pieces. And seeing what they did to Inko...I'm sorry. I was a coward. I should've continued to search. There is no excuse."

Izuku nodded, turning back around. "Let's continue."

The next video was in a similar lab setting, with a somewhat familiar rabbit masked individual entering through a window. The mask was slightly different, same with the hoodie it was attached to, but everyone knew who it was without him having to take the mask off.

"Rabbit. Mission complete?"

"Of course. I am nothing if not efficient." Izuku answered in a monotone voice.

"Should've said annoying." A nearby lab technician muttered.

"Remind me who you are again? Oh right, no one important. I am critical to everything. I could kill you and nobody would bat an eye." Izuku teleported behind the technician, a blade pressed to their throat.

"Rabbit. Did you have any witnesses?"

Izuku paused, letting the technician go. "None I didn't take care of."

"Good. You have a mission debrief before training."

"Yes, sir." Izuku drawled sarcastically.

"Don't forget your ultimate goal here."

"How could I? I'm reminded every time I step outside." Izuku clenched his fists, stalking down a hallway.

The next video started, a loud thud being heard before visuals came up.

Izuku's rabbit mask was knocked off his face from the force of a punch, his arms restrained in the air by chains from the ceiling like he was meat at a butcher shop. One of the brutes was circling him, hitting him again and again, each time harder than the last. The young teen's face never changed each time he was hit, staying completely blank as blood ran from his nose and his lip was split.

"What the fuck is happening here?"

Izuku and the man beating him turned to see Dabi and Toga standing in the doorway of the laboratory, shocked expressions on their faces. Izuku smirked, winking with one of his swollen eyes at them. "If it isn't the hottie and blondie. Just couldn't stay away from me, could ya?"

"So you did have witnesses, you little shit." The brute turned back to hit Izuku, stopping when a knife landed in the back of his neck, severing his spinal cord and killing him instantly.

"Thanks, blondie." Izuku smiled as Toga ran over, picking the locks on his chains.

"Name is Toga Himiko. This is Dabi. Let's get you out of here." She helped him to the ground, Izuku stumbling slightly.

He shook his head, pointing at the doorway to the office where a few of the other workers were rushing out. "I have some unfinished business first." Izuku looked at Dabi. "Mind warming this place up a bit, hot stuff?"

"Fuck you."

"Gladly." Izuku ducked under a bunch from the last remaining brute they had, turning around and placing his hand on his face, gritting his teeth as the brute began to struggle against him. The longer he held his hand there, the less the man struggled before he stopped completely, shriveling up as Izuku dropped him.

"What the fuck was that?!" Toga shrieked, slashing the jugular of the lab tech from the previous video.

"One of my quirks." Izuku wiped the blood from under his eyes.

"Thank shit you didn't use that in our fight." Toga muttered, going after the second to last lab coat while Izuku approached the man in charge.

He stopped in front of him, kicking him in the stomach before punching him in the face, the man falling to the ground. Izuku grabbed his chin without activating his quirk, staring at him with a blank face while Toga and Dabi came up behind him, blue flames licking at the walls in the background. "I think this is where we part ways, sir."

"Izuku...think about your goal...your goal to kill your father, All Might!"

"Wait, All Might is your dad?!"

"Unfortunately."

"How did you - "

"That's a third date topic, Dabi. Just like your tragic backstory with your piece of shit daddy is also a third date topic. Even though I already know it."

"What?"

"What? I'll explain later, for now I have some killing to do." Izuku leaned into the man's face, a pout on his lips. "Sir, that has always been your small minded goal. I have always had bigger, more galaxy brained ideas."

"Oh yeah?" The man scoffed. "Like what?"

"Why kill All Might? I would just be a one off, forgotten villain." Izuku grinned, a manic look in his eyes. "I will become the most prolific villain in history, the most desolate killer, the most irredeemable person to exist. Then, I will reveal to the world that I am the number one hero's child. I will reveal that I am All Might's son, his beloved Midoriya Izuku. I will reveal everything, how he knew I was alive yet left me to rot and become the way I am today. I am my father's son and his creation. He made me who I am, in every way." Izuku laughed, a deranged sound coming out of him. "That, my dear ex boss, is how you properly and utterly destroy someone. When you kill them, it's over with. But when you go for their legacy and their public image, everything they have worked so hard to build, that is when you win and absolutely, completely kill them in the eyes of everyone."

Dabi leaned over to Toga. "Man, he is insane, insane."

"All the best people are, double T." Dabi glared at him and Izuku winked, turning back to his old boss. "Do me a favor, Dabi, let me borrow your quirk for a minute. Just high five me."

Shrugging, Dabi high fived him and Izuku smirked, placing his hand over his boss's mouth, releasing Dabi's fire down his throat. He laughed loudly while the man burned alive and from the inside, removing his hand after a moment and stepping back to admire his work.

Turning around with an emotionless face, Izuku snapped his fingers. "Autobots, let's roll out."

"He really is crazy."

"All the best people are, Dabi. All the best people are." Toga smiled, linking arms with Izuku as they skipped out of the burning building with Dabi following behind slowly, shaking his head as he went.

The video ended and the next thing to pop up wasn't a video, but rather a pair of images. The first was a smiling image of a toddler Izuku in Toshinori's arms. The second was a still image of Izuku with his hand over the boss's mouth, fire coming out his hand and reflecting in his manic eyes, a wide grin on his face as the man was starting to burn from the inside.

There was text above the images, a message for the class, for All Might, and for Izuku and the other rehab students.

Can someone who goes from this innocent child to this insane monster really be rehabilitated? Can he be trusted? Or is he playing with us, along with his friends?

All eyes fell on Izuku as he stared at the screen, a small laugh escaping his throat. He stood up, brushing invisible dust off his legs. "Well, this was a fun movie night. We should do this more often, yeah?" Making his way through the common rooms, Izuku went over to the elevators. "I'll be contemplating life in my room if anyone needs me. Not that anyone will."

Once Izuku disappeared into the metal box, it took a second before Shigaraki cursed and leapt to his feet. Dabi and Toga stared at him in confusion, still a little dazed from all the information that was just thrown their way.

Shigaraki rolled his eyes. "When was the last time Rabid said he was going to 'contemplate life in his room'?"

"Last year?" Toga scratched her ear.

"And where was he and what was he doing?"

Dabi leapt to his feet, rushing to the stairs. "He was on the roof, trying to fucking kill himself again." He called over his shoulder as he ran. "Tomura, with me. Himiko, get your girlfriend to float you in case you need to catch him."

Kaminari jumped up and ran with Dabi and Shigaraki up the stairs, the rest of the class and All Might following Toga and Uraraka outside.

Once they got outside, they all saw the last thing they wanted to.