Ch. 1 Children Of The Apocalypse

Souls. The echoes and moans of the lost souls that he had cut down during his time here. Good or Evil. It didn't matter which side they were on, only that they were another person for him to kill because it was his job as the Grim Reaper.

Izuku Midoriya was his name. A young boy who was always looked down by society and had a hard time growing up. He was kidnapped at the age 10 when he was left in alone in the hospital room, a few years after he was determined quirkless.

[Name: Izuku Midoriya. Quirk: Fatal Touch. Embodiment: Death]

He was a late bloomer… very late bloomer. He gained his quirk during his time in captivity, where it remained dormant until certain conditions were met allowing him to unlock it.

Before finding out about his quirk status, he would have dreams of seeing dead people walking around or where he witnesses the death of the next person that is going to die. He didn't know what it was but it always terrified him. He was always screaming in his sleep, it was bad. It was so bad to the point that his mother Inko had to sleep with him to make him feel safe.

But the truth was….no matter what he did, he would always see them day in and day out as if it was one of his daily habits.

Then let's add onto the bullying he had to endure… when he was told he was quirkless, he instantly shut down. He didn't hear his mom or the doctor in that room anymore, all he heard was that he couldn't be a hero. He didn't scream, he didn't whine or anything… he just sat there still as if he was frozen in time.

His mother Inko blamed herself for not giving him a quirk and that he was going into a life of a quirkless human. Bullied, Shunned, nonexistent. All of that pained her too much.

But instead of reacting to it and breaking down, he just sighed and accepted his fate. He never thought that he would be one of the 20% humans that were quirkless , but hey life not's fair. He was more worried about his mother and how she took all of this.

He didn't blame her for not giving a quirk. He didn't blame her for anything at all. His father on the other hand… walked out on them. He wanted nothing to do with his son after he learned he was disabled…

Izuku gritted his teeth in anger at the thought of his father. The bastard caused his mother so much pain and heartbreak. At the time he was just as hurt as he was when he left but over time, he just disregarded him from his life… the only family he had left was his mother. She mattered to him more than anything and he hated to see her cry. He always took care of her as she did with him... his father walking out took a toll on her a lot more than it did to him.

Putting his father aside, his thoughts went straight to his mother Inko. He had so many moments that he loved the most the time he spent with his mother. But now he can't even remember the last time he saw her. Out of everybody he met she was the only one who told him that he could be a hero.

Others shut him down saying that it was too dangerous or that he couldn't be one, there's no room for quirkless freaks to become heroes. Freak, loser, pathetic, waste of space, dog, you name it. Every person around him adult or child all had views on him saying that he didn't belong with him and was just another statistic in the system that needed to be added to the list of people that they don't for.

But even with all the discouragement and insults, Inko was the only person that never gave up on him.

Then came the day he was taken. He was taken from his mother and was experimented on for a project. He and 3 others were selected for some project called Project Apocalypse. They were trying to create their own 4 horsemen, then use them to take over Tokyo.

A damn project that nearly ended up with them killing each other, but they were able to break out and kill their captors… but the sad part about was… they couldn't go back to their lives. They couldn't go back to their homes, the families they loved so much because they were now killers…

Not heroes….. Not villains…and not vigilantes…

Killers…

Izuku sighed to himself as he laid his head back onto the soft grass field underneath him and just closed his eyes for a second. He was about to enjoy the nice long breeze of the cold air until…

"Hey…Hey wake up." A voice called out to him. Izuku felt something nudge his shoulder with a rough object but he ignored it and nearly turned his head over to resume his peaceful sleepy.

Suddenly he felt someone turn him on his back and add weight to his stomach. Opening his eyes, he saw a girl with shoulder length brown hair, big brown eyes and rosy cheeks. She had on a cloak over most of her figure but her legs were showing as she sat on top of him.

"Deku…" she called out poking his freckled cheek with her finger causing the boy to open his eyes.

"Ocha… what is it?" he asked gazing into her eyes.

[Name: Ochaco Uraraka. Quirk: Zero Gravity. Embodiment: Famine]

"We're out of food." She answered.

"Food or Souls?" He asked, raising an eyebrow for clarification.

"Real Food, this time." She answered. "It's my turn to cook dinner but we don't have enough ingredients to make enough food for everyone and … we're almost out of apples so someone needs to make a run to the grocery store."

"Alright fine, I'll do it but later." He said waving his hand and tried to turn his head but Ochaco stopped him and pulled his cheeks. "Ow."

"You're going to do it now." She said with a stern look on her face. "Eri's gonna be up in a few minutes and I don't want her to be disappointed when she finds out that can't have any caramel apples for dessert." She said with a frown on her face.

"Okay…" Izuku sighed as he sat up with Ochaco still in his lap, facing her head on. "Just make me a list, and I'll get it."

"Already did." She said holding up a small piece of paper.

"Really?" He asked giving her a blank stare.

"A girl's gotta be ready for anything that might happen." She said winking at him. "Besides, you usually would be on top of this since you're the most organized person out of everyone." She teased him making the latter grumble.

"I know." He said rolling his eyes playfully before grabbing the list from her hands and went over the list, eyes moving back and forth as descended the list before nodding his head. "Okay, I got it."

"Thanks." She said giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Make sure to get extra apples for Eri." Ochaco stood up reminding him as she went back inside.

"Right." He replied as she closed the door behind her. Getting up he was wearing a black cloak like Ochaco but his had some tears like he was representing the actual Grim Reaper covering his body and stopped at his feet. Stretching, he summoned his weapon and set it against his back, just in case he had to fight… or run into a morning snack.

"Time to go." He said to himself as he jumped off the roof of his building and onto another doing the same thing multiple times until he found a spot for him to descend from the rooftops and blend in.

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The brunette was on the couch in a living room with a small child in her arms. She had white hair, pale skin and a horn protruding from the side of her head. Ochaco smiled as she softly brushed the child's bangs away from her face.

She then started thinking back to her old life before they ended up like this. Her parents… she wonders how they are doing right now…

Ochaco Uraraka used to be a bubbly girl around others and would always have the brightest smiles to make anyone's day better. But ever since that night of the kidnapping, where she was taken away from her parents and became a potential subject for a stupid project…

She doesn't really have those qualities about herself anymore. It all happened too fast.

One second, she was with her parents saying goodnight and headed off to bed. And the next thing that happens is something piercing her neck and she instantly felt woozy. Later she finds herself waking up in a cell cuffed in chains.

It was a horrible feeling… she was so confused and lost, wanting nothing more than to return home but could not no matter what she could try.

"Mama." Ochaco was brought out of her thoughts as a little girl tugged onto her cloak. Looking down she was met with innocent bright red eyes gazing into her own. This was Eri.

[Name: Eri. Quirk: Rewind]

"Hi sweetie." The brunette softly smiled at the child whose was now wide awake. "What's wrong?"

"You were making that face again." Eri said as she gave Ochaco a demonstration of her own blank stare to emphasize her point. "….stare.…"

"Yeah, sorry." Ochaco apologized.

"Why are you sad?" Eri asked.

"I'm just… reminiscing on my old life…before I was taken." She said as she turned her gazed to the TV before them seeing a hero take down some thugs from a robbery. "…before I lost everything."

"What do you mean, you didn't lose everything." Eri said as she gave Ochaco a sideways look. "You have me, Papa, Auntie and Uncle."

Ochaco couldn't help but giggle at her sweet naïve look. Eri didn't understand the meaning of losing something because the child never really had anything to lose. She was still new to the outside world and its cruel nature.

"Yes you're right, I do have you and Papa." She said laying Eri on her back and started tickling the child's belly earning giggles.

'She's so small and fragile. Despite everything that had happened to her, she still has her innocence.' The brunette thought as she turned her attention to the tv. Thinking back to when she and Izuku found her, she was afraid of anyone that came close to her as if she was expecting to be taken or attacked.

If she hadn't found her, she didn't even want to think about what had happen to the child in her arms. The only thing that matters right now is that she is safe with her and away from anything that could harm her.

"Mama." Eri called out bringing the teen out of her thoughts once again.

"Hmm?"

"Are Heroes bad?" Eri asked her. Ochaco raised an eyebrow at this, as far as she knows Eri saw heroes saving people on tv. There was that one time with Endeavour but other than that no one else… Heroes weren't necessarily good or bad, they were just people who dress in costumes to protect the weak from criminals…

Pfft… yeah that'll be the day. The strong will always strive on the weak, using them for their own means to fulfill their own selfish desires.

"They're not all that bad sweetie." Ochaco started her tone sounding gentle. "They're good people who want to protect the city from very bad people. What made you think that heroes were bad?"

"Papa… he's always looking sad whenever he sees a hero on tv." She said pointing to the tv. "I thought heroes were bad because they made Papa sad." she added making Ochaco understand her statement. Izuku always wanted to be a hero like his idol, he wanted to save people like other heroes but he couldn't. And then there was their time in the project where they broke his spirit by forcing him to kill others.

It made her sad that he cannot save people as a hero anymore.

"I guess you could say that, Papa is still having a hard time adjusting to his new role and the reality we live in. He doesn't hate heroes, its' just that he can't be one now because of him being a host to Death and all." She explained as the child tilted her head.

Ochaco wasn't worried about Eri knowing about what happened to her and the others because the little girl had seen it all. She had seen people die as well either from her quirk or when the bird men killed them. As for pain, she just accepted it. No crying, screaming or anything, she just took it because it was the only thing she could feel. Pain and emptiness were the only emotions she could feel until she met Ochaco and Izuku who she refers to as her parents. They were the first people to give her affection.

Eri saw them as family instantly because of the affection she received, it was a new feeling that was so warm and comfortable different from the cold and empty feelings she had inside her. She loved it and never wanted to lose it, grabbing on, and never wanting to let go.

"But you and Papa are heroes…" Eri exclaimed as she stared at her mother with a pout. "… Mama and Papa wouldn't be heroes if they haven't saved me." She declared staring into the brunette's eyes challengingly.

The brunette looked at her daze for a second before softly giggling and wrapped a child in another embrace. "You're right I guess we wouldn't. Thank you Eri… for cheering me up. And just for that you get to decide what we get to have dinner."

"Yay!" Eri said bouncing up and down in Ochaco's arms.

"What's with all the racket?" A voice called out from the other side of the room. Looking over, Ochaco and Eri saw a teenage boy with spiky ash blonde hair and red eyes, wearing a black tank top and cargo shorts, he had a scowl on his face as he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed.

[Name: Katsuki Bakugo. Quirk: Explosion. Embodiment: War]

"Good morning Kacchan, did you have a good night's sleep?" Ochaco greeted, calling him by his nickname making the latter's scowl deepened.

"Morning uncle." Eri replied waving happily at her uncle.

"I thought I told you not to call me that Round Face." He sneered at Ochaco before turning his gaze towards Eri, losing his scowl slightly. "Morning kid." He greeted the child and then looked around for a certain someone only to realize that he was nowhere in sight.

"Where the fwa-" he looked down at the child before rethinking his words. "Where's Deku?"

Ochaco inwardly smirked at the fact that Katsuki could not curse in front of Eri. As long as she was within range, he could not do his usual swearing because if he did… she would kill him, not Izuku, her.

"He's out making a quick run to the grocery store." she answered.

"By himself?" Katsuki asked as Ochaco nodded her head, making him scoff. "Well that's a stupid idea, why didn't you go with them?"

"One, Izuku is strong enough to take care of himself. Two, as long as he's within distance I can sense if or when he's starts to panic or is in trouble. And three you were still sleeping." She listed in a stern tone as Katsuki turned his head away.

"Whatever." He muttered as he walked out of the living room to another, Eri giggled as he left.

"Uncle's funny and grumpy." She laughed.

"Yeah he is." Ochaco agreed.

"Katsuki's always angry, ribbit." A voice spoke from beside them as they saw a girl with frog-like features enter the room, wearing frog themed pajamas. "It's just his personality, that's why I think he will never be a happy person."

"What was that Frog Face!?" Katsuki shouted peering his head to gaze at the girl who only pointed at him with her finger.

"See." she said with a smile while the blonde left the room muttering a few incoherent words.

[Name: Tsuyu Asui. Quirk: Frog. Embodiment: Pestilence]

"Auntie Tsu!" Eri shouted as she jumped up from Ochaco's lap into the Tsuyu's arms, the latter laughing as she caught her.

"And how are you doing little miss tadpole?" she asked calling her by nickname. Eri giggled as the frog girl tickled her in her arms. Ochaco smiled at them as the two started having a tickle war, so she decided to leave the room to them.

She exited the family room and walked down the hallway where it had multiple empty door shaped spaces where it led to other rooms. Besides the family room, there was the bathroom, the kitchen/dining hall that had a path to the living room and the laundry room. AT the end of the hall there was the front door and a path of stairs leading upwards with 2 sets.

Going down the hall she went upstairs and at the top of the last step she immediately turned right entering the room located right next to the steps and closed the door behind her. Entering she took off her cloak and set it aside on a chair before turning around to look in the mirror. Looking at herself she sighed sadly, seeing the scars on her arms, legs and stomach.

Disregarding her image, she then opened her closet and picked out a pair of clothes to wear since she wasn't going anywhere out in the city. She put on a black tank top with a sports bra underneath and a pair of black shorts.

Leaving the room and coming down the stairs, she was greeted with the sight of Izuku who suddenly emerged in front of the stairs, black mist surrounding his body.

"I'm back with the groceries." He announced, holding the bags full of food and was greeted with a glare from the brunette.

"You know we have a door, right?" She jerked her finger over to the wooden frame as Izuku smiled sheepishly.

"Right… um.. sorry about that. Force of habit." He apologized as Ochaco descended from the stairs and shook her head at him, her glare gone and replaced with a smile.

"Silly boy." She teased poking his nose and walking pass him. "Come on, help me set up."

"Hai." He agreed as they walked to the kitchen, putting the groceries and preparing meals for the morning.

This small family of five were precious to each other in every way.

A young green-haired boy that wanted to be hero despite having no powers.

A heated blonde that wanted to be strong hero and surpass the Number One.

A brunette that wanted to help her parents lived a stress free live after the sacrifices they have made for her to live a normal life.

A mutant frog girl who wanted to be an idol for her siblings to look up and make her parents proud.

Now.... they can't do that anymore.

All Four teenagers broken and scarred. Their lives changed forever for the worse as they are now killers hiding from society.

For better or worse, the paths they take will lead them to either everlasting peace or endless destruction.