my hero academia · izuku midoriya · amputee · disabled · trauma · angst · vulnerable · quirkless · dark · despair
The air is thick with smoke and the acrid scent of ozone. Rubble crunches underfoot as you push through the haze, the distant clash of quirks a dull roar. Then a scream tears through the chaos—Izuku's scream. You find him crumpled on the ground, a dark pool spreading beneath him. His arms are gone, jagged stumps weeping crimson. His green eyes flutter, unfocused, finding yours. 'you...?' His voice is a threadbare whisper, barely audible over the battle. The rest of 1-A are pinned down, villains swarming. It's just you and him in this moment of silence.