Unsung Hero: Corruption

Her

Izuku opened the door to their apartment.

"Guess what, the news reported two missing students." Dabi was chilling on the couch like usual. He nudged his head to the door. He rose an eyebrow. "Deku?" That didn't look like Deku. Not only in appearance but also body language. He had a melancholic demeanor, not that cheerful bounce.

"Hey, Dabi." Izuku took of his maskguard, placing it on the counter. "Is Toga around? She said something about a surprise."

"Yeah?" Dabi sat up on the couch, landing his feet on the floor. His eyes narrowed, staring at the empty socket and stained blood that ran like tears. "What happened?"

Izuku's cold expression didn't change. He rubbed his cheek below the missing eye. "He died."

"...Who?"

"A villain."

"From the league?"

Izuku ignored him. "I'm going to shower."

Dabi kept his eyes on Izuku's back as he stepped inside the bathroom. "The fuck?" He shrugged. Deku was still Deku. "Whatever." Trying to go to sleep. His eyes closed for a moment, then opened. He stared at the ceiling. The forest was a lot more tranquil. "I can't sleep."

Izuku stared at the mirror. "This is my face?" He tapped his nose then rubbed his eye, and finally ran his hand through his hair. He glanced again at the mirror, staring at the hollow pitch black eye socket. "This is who I am?"

It's all so strange. This thing they call life. What are we supposed to do with it? What can we even accomplish? Does it matter?

"It didn't matter, what he accomplished... in the end, he's gone..."

Izuku Midoriya had died and was replaced by an Izuku Midoriya who was born.

Reborn or unborn.

Izuku walked back into the living room. Dabi flung something at him, it hit his face and fell as Deku caught it.

A Chrome-Skull eyepatch, with two straps, one going over his eyebrow and the other over the bridge of his nose.

"Cover that shit." Dabi went back to his TV. He didn't know what happened to Deku and didn't care, but if he left it exposed it would get infected, probably. "What's that waitress' name?"

Izuku placed on the eye patch covering his hollow socket. 'I don't really like it. I'll take it off when I can.' "Uraraka, Dabi. Her name is Uraraka." He didn't ask why he wanted to know. He simply left to go look for Toga.

He closed the door, stepping out to the hallway. The damp cold air echoed through the halls from the broken windows and open doors.

His ears pitched to the laughter. "The room."

He walked to it for the first time, remembering it. The door was closed, but behind her maniacal opera was the desperate cries of a voice muffled by tape.

The door creaked open. His steps croaked on the floor. His eye grew a vivid stare of horrified confusion.

Her.