Bakugou was walking home from the park when he heard a noise in an alley a few feet in front of him.
He stopped for a second before slowly creeping forward, when he looked down the alley he saw a man with white hair standing over and on moving body. The man as if sensing Katsuki's eyes on him turned and looked right at him.
Now in situations like this most 5-year-olds would it have either screamed, runaway, or done both. All Katsuki could do is look at the body that lay at the man's feet, and then to the blood on the his hands. To Katsuki this was fascinating.
"Cool." He heard himself whisper. The strange white-haired man's eyes cleaned at this, as if he found an interesting new puzzle that needed to be solved. The strange man walked up to Katsuki and the note down to his level.
"You are a strange one," the man said to himself or to Katsuki it was unclear.
"Normally children would run away screaming right now. So why don't you?"
This time it was obvious the remark was directed at Katsuki, who tilted his head in thought. "Hm. You know, I don't know myself. Mommy says I have always been different." And his mother was right, when other children fell and scraped their knees they would run to their parents crying, but not Katsuki.
No when Katsuki scraped his knees he would only watch the vibrant red liquid that surfaced, the red color was one he had only seen when he caught his own gaze in the mirror.
Blinking Katsuki focused back on the man in front of him who seems to be studying him. Katsuki couldn't help but glanced down at the man's hands in a basement, and before he could stop himself he was reaching Forward, grabbing the man's larger hand in his own small chubby ones. Couldn't help but brush his fingers through the little smears of blood stained to the man's hand, giggling and staring in amazement as it got on his own.
The Man simply watched, allowing the young boy in front of him to do as he pleased. "I wonder..." The strange man thought, then in a soft gentle tone he said "my name is Hizashi Midoriya. What's your name?" So fixated on the bloodied hand in front of him he replied "Katsuki Bakugou." Not even caring about the whole stranger danger thing his mom had been trying to drill into his head since he could remember.
"Well, Katsuki, do you know what I am?" Hizashi asked kindly. The young boy nodded his head, "You're a villain." He stated.
"And you are not scared?" Hizashi inquired, his intrigue caught.
"No. Villains are cool. They don't fake.. most of the time."
The villain hummed in response, and for a moment always quiet, then he said "I am the villain known as All For One." Katsuki tilted his head a little at this. Wondering why he was being told this. "Would you like to be my apprentice?" Oh that's why. The boys red eyes lit up as he replied excitedly "when do I start!" All For One couldn't help the manic Rin that tugged at his lips. 'Oh yes,' he thought, 'This one's a keeper.'
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Eyes of Blood
FanfictionKatsuki was a late bloomer. He didn't get his quirk until he was seven years old.... At least that that's what everyone else thinks, including his parents. You see Katsuki got his quirk when he was three and a half, normally a child would have told...
