1 The Devil Begins!

[WARNING!: The content of this chapter includes mentions of self-hate and suicidal attempt! If reading makes you somewhat uncomfortable it's best to stop or skip this chapter!]

I wish I could've written a letter to him that day. The day my entire lifestyle changed. The day I was taken into hands that cared. I did write a letter, though, the wrong person found it. But first let's talk about why I wrote the letter. I can't make friends.

Why?

My quirk. People say my quirk was a devils creation. Or that I am the devil himself. Truth is my quirk hasn't developed in such a devious way yet. It's all because of my father: Ryu Nakamura. He's one of Japans most wanted villains, right behind the members of the league of villains. He's a serial killer. A SUPER serial killer. His quirk has been seen on TV. It once took down an entire building killing hundreds of people.

Because of him I have thousands of reporters coming to me almost everyday asking questions such as "Do you know his location" or "Is your quirk as mad and dangerous as his?"

I never answer. I don't have time for all of the useless questions. School is another story. I go to Sakamura middle school in Musutafu, Japan. Everyone in that school has such amazing quirks. Some are intimidating but none are as deadly as mine. I like it there because I get to see other kids having such a great time together. Bonding. Though I also hate it because it reminds me that I'm not capable of making much on my own.

With every so-called friend I've made in my life I've had clingy issues with. I never knew how to act. No matter how much they shot insults at me or threaten to beat me or even give death threats, I run back. It's another reason people at school hate me. It's what they call a freak. But only one person truly gets my separation issues. But even Akihiko, my best friend, couldn't save me.

School was just letting out on a wednesday. I pushed out my chair as soon as the bell rang,grabbed my books, zipped up my bag. While I was getting my stuff I had to think, should I apply for a hero course or not? Would I be a danger to other students if I did?

I wanted to wait until everybody left the classroom until I walked out. Three kids were staying behind, chatting their lives away and sitting on tables. I patiently waited and stared down at my clean desk.

One of the kids, Daichi Takeuchi, stopped rambling about all might's last battle against a giant villain. I felt his eyes staring me down.

"What are you still doing here, freak?," he sneered. "Stalking us or something? Got a crush on me?"

His stupid friends howled at the joke.

"N-No,"I stuttered and walked towards the classes exit. "Sorry."

Takeuchi slammed his hand on the frame and guarded the door. "Where're you going, sport?"

"Outside," I told him. "Although I can't go because you're in the way, so if you'll excuse me-"

I tried ducking under his arm but one of his friends grabbed my shoulders which let Takeuchi push me to the ground. My books feel out of my hands and onto the floor. Takeuchi stepped on them with not a care in the world. He bent down and looked me in the eyes. I backed away a few inches.

"Is your father really Ryu?," he asked. "It's hard to believe he would create such a squirmy skinny worm like you."

"Oh yeah? What does your father do? With your attitude I bet he's some drunk alcoholic coming home late every single night," I mumbled. "How many new ladies does he bring home a day? Three?"

Takeuchi's face turned red like an apple that's been in the fridge for way too long. He clenched his fist and inched closer to me.

"Listen here, Nakamura. You better watch your back from now on," he threatened. "You two faced psycho. I've told you many times before that if you piss me off I'll make sure you can't talk didn't I?"

There it was. The reason I wrote the letter. Takeuchi. He's one of the main reasons I wrote that letter. He was driving me mentally insane. He wanted a reason to beat the hell out of me. He wanted a reaction. If I weren't so messed up and fragile in the head I promise I wouldn't have gave him one.

My heart threatened to break my rib cage. Fear struck me. I felt my eyes water but I sniffed the tears up. Takeuchi grabbed me by my arm, which made me flinch, and lifted me up. His hands were rough. He picked up my books and shoved them into my arms. He ruffled my hair and smiled.

"Be a good boy and go on home, okay, buddy?," he said. He moved from the doorway letting me walk through.

As I walked through the hallways I shivered but then stood up straight and took a deep breath. There was a single thing good about today. I got to see Akihiko. I met Ahiko a couple of months ago back in August. When Takeuchi and his gang were bullying me even then, he was there. He stopped them. Though, Akihiko is another reason. You'll soon see exactly why.

As soon as I got outside I started to run. I had a wide stupid grin on my face and started laughing. I ran all the way to Akihiko's apartment when I got inside I threw my shoes off. He always left his door open for me. When I showed up to his room door he was lying on his bead reading a manga. He looked up at me with his bright brown eyes.

"Why were you running?," he asked. "You hate running."

I sat at the end of his bed. "Well, I like it now."

We did our homework together and watched a couple of horror movies. This was our daily schedule. I never got tired of it. While we watched movies on the couch Akihiko would always lay his head on my lap. It shouldn't have but it always got me flustered. Was it the way his messy orange hair spread out on my lap?

"Cut your hair," I told him. "It's getting long."

"Nah," I felt him smiled. "It's too short for me. It's not even at my shoulders yet."

I was quiet for a while but then I asked, "Are you going to apply you U.A.?"

Akihiko was silent. I heard him take in a breath and sigh. He sat up and looked me in the eyes. I felt my cheeks grow a bit warm.

"Yeah," he admitted.

My eyebrows scrunched up. "B-But you said that you won't go if I don't go!"

"Daiki, you can't just sit around your entire life and let people think you're useless. You have the strength to pass better than any other student. You're one of the most wanted villains son-." I cut him off.

"Don't compare me to that prick!," I scolded. "I-I'm nothing like him. And I don't want to be a hero. It'll only make people hate me more."

"If you go to U.A. you'll get the attention you've always wanted!"

"I don't want to be known for saving helpless lives!"

"You'll be greater than all might!"

"That'll only make things worse," I protested. "People will just fear me even more if I'm not most powerful super human in Japan-maybe even the world for all I care! I just want to be normal like someone like you. I don't want to have a monster quirk. You have something less dangerous and deadly. A shield quirk. You can fight save lives and protect yourself. It's not overkill like mine."

" Your so helpless!," Akihiko sneered.

Suddenly I snapped back into reality.

"I'll go if you go," he said. "My parents won't make me. But I feel like U.A. will really change things for you. I think you'll be happy. People there will be more...understanding."

Akihiko. He's always the same.

"I'll think about it," I told him.

[The Next Day]

On the news there was was something about a kid running straight at some sewer villain. Luckily All Might was there to save the day like always. I'm not a huge fan of All Might. But I have to say, he probably is the most likable hero in my head. I'm not a huge fan of heroes. I just wish this society was something with no quirks. Maybe I could be able to make more than one friend. Maybe I wouldn't have to deal with all these toxic thoughts filling my head everyday. I won't have to. Not after today.

I was wrong. Today was the worst day I could ever experience. Today I had planned to end all of my suffering. I made a not to Akihiko. I told him why I want to do it. I told him how I felt about him. That if he were the only one here. The only one I needed to think about. I wouldn't be doing what I planned to do. I told him that I loved him. How I wondered why everyone else could become a hero but me. I regretted it as soon as I placed the note in his desk.

Takeuchi snatched it right out. Everyone had left so it was just him and the two of his friends. When he opened it he first had a smile on his face. But then it turned into a sneer. Like a pit bull. A lump formed in my throat. It hurt as I held in my breath. I clenched my fist. I felt my body start to heat up. I knew what what was going to blow up.

"Who the hell do you think you are...," he growled. "Mentioning me in your suicide note. Are you crazy? You want me to be responsible of your death?"

I didn't say anything. I bit my tongue. My body began to heat up. I wanted to punch him in his jaw right there.

"You of all people," I wanted to say. "Should know that you're guilty. For all the pain you've caused me."

Instead of saying that I gave him the satisfaction. I didn't say a word. I just shook my head. And I began to cry. He pushed me against the wall.

"Have I ever made you bleed?," he demanded an answer.

No response. This time his put his forearm against my neck and punched me hard in the stomach enough to make me fall onto my knees. Then he kicked me in my face knocking me onto the ground making me curl up into a ball. He gripped my shirt and lifted me up onto his knees. I can't runaway from him. He has a speed quirk. I was really setup wasn't I?

"Who knew you were such a gay asshole," he snickered. "When you kill yourself what are you gonna tell Soro if he admits his feelings for you. You can't come back from the dead! Who knows...maybe that's something your devil quirk can do. I'm starting to think you don't even have one. Come on, use it! I want to see how your devil family is really like, you punk!"

( Listen to " Someone Just Volunteered" from Arcane on youtube)

Devil. I was a devil. A disgrace. That's what everyone thought. I'll give them a devil. I looked at him with eyes so furious they may have just lit up with flames. I must have intimidated him because he flinched. He then turned his face back into a scowl. He kicked me hard in the head again knocking me onto the ground.

"You and I could've been friends," he snickered. "As long as you didn't try and seduce me or something. I hope I see you in the afterlife."

He began to walk out of the room, leaving me on my arms and knees. A drop of blood dripped down from my lip to the floor. I looked back at him. The note was in his hands.

" Soro won't be getting this note," he chuckled. "It'll seem like you just died being a selfish wimp."

As soon as I heard that I leaped up and locked my right arm around his neck. He couldn't use his quirk. He didn't see me. What happened next is truly tragic. In slow motion I saw his two friends. One ran at me from the left. His hand enlarged. The other from the right, fire in his palms. I felt something crack in between my arms. I had snapped his neck.

The heat in me became greater. Suddenly I saw a red aura surrounding me. My eyes lit up. Before I knew it. My body had flown through the wall. I felt nothing when it happened. Although I just killed a kid I thought, I just made the side of a building explode. That was the most amount of power I've seen from my quirk. As I was falling a smile curled up my face. I was enriched with excitement and hope. Maybe this was my new beginning.

I could show the world what a devil really looks like.

Let's see who you see in the afterlife now, Takeuchi.