The Ritual

Izuku Midoriya. The boy who was deemed a failure at the age 4. He was bullied in junior high by a boy he thought was his friend, Katsuki Bakugou. Izuku was tired of it. He had ran from home even though his mother truly cared for him. He was now on the roof of a ten story building, right on the edge. "This is goodbye." He spoke to himself as he put his foot out, hovering it over nothing but air. One movement and he could end it all. One movement and Izuku Midoriya wouldn't exist anymore. The door to the rooftop swung open, catching Midoriyas attention. "I expected to see some teenager up here." The man spoke. He had blue hair, and his eyes were red. "Who are you?!" Midoriya asked. "Can't you see? I'm just a normal civilian, trying to save your life." The man had spoke. His voice was raspy, it was eerie. "I can't be saved anymore! I'm a-" Midoriya was cut off. "Failure? That's what you were going to say, weren't you?" The man asked. "I've seem countless like you, they are doomed because they're quirk less. That's what they think." The man chuckled. "Listen, boy. I'm Shigaraki. The man who can give you your desired quirk." Midoriya was shocked when hearing that. "You can give me...a quirk?" Midoriya hopped off the ledge, walking up to Shigaraki. "I can. All it requires is a little blood." Shigaraki grinned. Midoriya was in utter shock. "I'll do it!" Shigaraki grabbed a knife from his pocket, held it by the blade, then handed it to Midoriya. Midoriya took the knife, then hesitantly slit his palm. Shigaraki then took the knife back. He then drew a circle in Midoriyas hand, then after drawing the circle, he cut his own palm, then put a dot of his own blood in the middle of the circle. Shigaraki chanted something, so quiet that Midoriya couldn't hear it. "Close your fist, boy." Shigaraki ordered, and Midoriya listened. He winced as he closed his hand, making a fist. A flashing red light peered out the cracks, then dimmed back to nothing. "Congratulations. You now have your very own quirk!" Shigaraki yelled. "That's it?" Midoriya asked. "I have a quirk now?" He didn't believe it. Literally. He didn't think he had a quirk. "I can show you." Shigaraki said. "You can show me my own quirk?" Midoriya asked. Shigaraki walked Midoriya to the edge of the roof, them both getting on the ledge itself. "I sure can." Shigaraki grinned from ear to ear before shoving the boy off the ten story building. Midoriya watched as he plummeted to the ground, not even being able to scream.