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Deku knows when he became useless. It was when he was diagnosed that he was quirkless. Diagnosed like some disease.
The consequences were immediate and slow. His father had left him and his mother for being a poison to society. His mother stopped being a mother, instead, she became 'Inko'. His dream to help people shriveled up and died when he could not save himself from the cruelty of life and reality. How many times could he stand up for other people but not himself? He stopped helping people shortly after. How could he save people if he couldn’t even defend himself? He really was worthless.
So he gave up being a hero. Instead, he could help heroes right? But even then he couldn't do that right. He came off as a stalker, a fanatic, a weirdo, a freak, a useless quirkless monster! But it didn't stop him at first. It only got worse over the years and one morning when he woke up, cursing his chances for not dying in his sleep, Deku realized something.
He hasn’t felt anything positive in years.
Each time he goes to school he comes home with new bruises, new cuts, new black eyes. The teachers don’t care about the quirkless Deku. They only care about him getting his work in on time. While keeping the other kids in check.
Once Deku patches himself up, he heads to the first of his three jobs. He's a janitor and a chef and does analysis on the hero forms. The analysis pays well. But he doesn’t tell Inko about that. How else is he supposed to eat? Besides the analysis job, both places are shady, paying him under the table, but that doesn’t matter to him.
After a while, he goes from feeling only negative to nothing at all. He can't say he misses his emotions, and they now don't get in his way when Inko kicks him out.
The only thing he feels is when he is cooking food. He feels useful but not positive useful. Like a finally that quirkless brat is doing something. Not that the analysis doesn’t make him feel alive. It's just, he can't tell Inko about that. Sometimes he feels that his analysis is helping villains and heroes, but Deku can’t bring himself to care. These things were obvious to him. How were they not to anyone else? Whatever, besides the Heroes never helped him. In fact, one would almost say that a hero did this to him. But he would always snuff that thought out because Bakugou is not a hero.
Bakugou is in UA now, which makes him a hero in training. So does that make Deku a villain? So at least he no longer gets hand-sized burns on his clothing and body. That saves him a lot of money. No replacing clothing or buying burn cream. No longer will he curl up and cry at the pain of being burned. He's still afraid of fire lowkey.
The USJ incident had happened a little while ago, and Deku had overheard Inko talking to the Bakugou’s about it. He supposes Bakugou’s pride took a hit when he didn’t do anything useful. HAH look who’s useless now you piece of shit- Deku shuts down that line of thought, he would get his revenge soon enough.
But...
...recently the Bakugou’s invited their family to the sports festival. To keep up appearances Inko is letting him go. Joy. Honestly, Deku doesn’t care. He gets the time off for both his jobs and makes sure the school work is done ahead of time that way no one can complain about his work, besides Inko of course. She always finds something to complain about.
He's planning something big for the sports festival. His revenge. The Finale.
Deku originally didn’t feel so dark about society, he used to have hope. He used to have dreams, they all died after a very bad day. Deku refuses to go down that line of memories again. But he can't help but feel that the world is out to kill him. The world is cruel. Everything hurts him. Everyone hurts him. He knows that he went off the deep end, but he can’t take this treatment anymore. No one listened to him while he was sane. Why would they believe him now? Everyone but he could live a normal life. Every day is the same thing. He was tired of it. He was oh so tired.
Deku had thought for a long time. No one wanted him here. He didn’t want to be here. So he decided to leave this world. Just to leave it all behind. But just as he was about to take a step off the edge something twisted inside him. Why not make an impression before he left? This world has done nothing for him. Why would he leave it peacefully? Why would he grace them with a body they could piece together? Why would he leave this world without his revenge? Maybe people would see him differently in his final moments. Maybe he would be a hero to someone in his final moments. So he stepped away from the ledge and back down to his home. So he researched hard on chemical reactions, he researched hard on the delicacies of wiring electronics. He found anything to keep his mind busy while looking for the perfect revenge. He researched masks, cloaks, and found that technology was quite easy to hack into. Learning new things had always come easily to him. He would almost say it's like a quirk! HAH, funny. He's hilarious.
Deku had done a few test runs, he placed his inventions in abandoned buildings and let them loose. He was proud of his work. Soon he started to increase the size and to test his theory on more active targets. Needless to say, what happened had made the news and soon Deku had a new identity. He was a Villain. He was finally someone. But seeing the work he created be able to take down buildings? It made him feel something again. It was exciting and for the first time, Izuku feels what Bakugou must feel with his explosions. The perfect revenge. Take him out with explosions that are bigger than his.
The media gave him a name, and when he was in costume he wore it with pride.
Scarecrow. It was an old villain name from a comic, but that doesn’t matter. He had used a pumpkin face mask since that was all that he had on him at the time. He supposes he should upgrade them soon. But nevertheless, Scarecrow knew his time was limited. The heroes kept getting closer and closer with each of his explosive shows. He did like to broadcast where his bombs were, and toy with the heroes. He found that making them go on a wild goose chase, makes him feel excited. When they get so close to him only for him to getaway? Excited. Soon they would catch him. Then he would die. He couldn’t get caught, not when he was so close to his final day. Then he could get caught, he would die then, that's fine. Deku is fine with that.
Today was the final day. U.A’s sports festival. Scarecrow would attend as Deku, He would set his trap in the boiler rooms. He would wait until the award ceremony. He would prove everyone wrong.
Then Scarecrow’s final performance would begin.
But first Deku needs to set the stage for Scarecrow. He arrives at the U.A. sports festival late on purpose. He sneaks through the hidden vents on the campus avoiding cameras and makes his way to his first stop. He sets up his magical device before moving to the next location, he almost gets caught a couple of times. But he has to keep going. He makes his way to the last set up location. Where he would strap himself with bombs, in the costume of course. With the blackout table cloths taped to the walls. Setting up the live stream would be last. First, he would connect it to the dark web. Then he would connect it to the screens all around U.A. He already has his speech prepared. He would deliver his speech, walk out into the arena. Reveal who he was with the cameras. Then the Finale would happen.
His life would be no more.
Deku writing in his journals theses ones are labeled Villain Analysis for the Finale.
This is where he writes his story.