chapter 3

"You are weak!" Endeavor yelled at a boy with red hair, who was slumped against the floor, "You have so much potential! But you have your mothers resolve."

With that Endeavor walked out of the room, muttering about how much of a failure Toya Todoroki was. Toya's eyes shot up as the door closed, hatred could be seen radiation off him in waves. Then the door opened revealing a small boy with red and white hair making Toya's face fall.

"Toya?" Shoto asked as he ran to his brother, "Toya are you okay!?"

"I'm fine Shoto." Toya forced a smile as he ruffled his brothers multicolored hair, "Why don't we get some soba?"

Shoto smiled and nodded as Toya pushed himself off the floor. Right when Shoto turned away, Toya's face fell. Shoto was going to get worse training since Toya was now considered a failure in the eyes of the bastard they called father.

Toya closed the door behind him softly, he sighed as he headed in the direction of a nice park not to far from his house. Endeavor was right Toya was a failure, he couldn't even endure this torture for his younger brother

Toya shuffled to a swing and sat down as he looked up at the stars. Why was he even born just to be tortured by his ass of a dad? An idea came to mind as Toya let blue flames dance over his skin. What if he just ended it? Who would even care? He was a failure.

He let his flames grow until his skin started to get effected by it's heat. His eyes widened as he put more power into his flames, a strangled scream tore through his throat as he fell off the swing. His flames weren't in his control, it's like they knew what he wanted and helped him.

Izuku heard the scream and raced to the park, Toga right by his side, only to see blue flames dancing over a boy not much older than him. The boy was scratching at his skin but then he stopped and let the flames work their course. Izuku wouldn't let that happen, he grabbed one of Toga's new throwing knives and made a deep wound on the boys forearm.

Izuku inhaled deeply as he clenched his fist, causing the blood in the boys body to move slower. This caused the blue flames to slowly die down to reveal purple burns all over the boy. Toga and Izuku exchanged a look then walked over to the boy, picking him up and carrying him to their hideout.

When Toya woke up, his eyes connected with bright green and dull yellow. He stared at them in shock, when he felt something on his face. It was the boy's hands, they were holding Toya's cheeks.

"Relax." the girl smiled softly, "He's healing your burns, well connecting the skin."

The boy pulled back, his eyes scanning Toya's body with such accuracy it was like he's done this before. Then he looked over to the blonde.

"Toga, can you get him some water?" the boy asked in a smooth, calm voice.

"Sure." Toga nodded as she moved to the far end of what looked like a bar.

The boy sighed as he turned to face Toya, his green gaze was filled with sadness and concern. This was something Toya hasn't seen often, and he couldn't help but stare.

"I'm Izuku," Izuku said as he helped Toya into a seating position, "I know what you were trying to do."

Toya immediately bowed his head in shame as he opened his mouth but was stopped by the younger boy.

"I don't know what you've been through," The boy continued, "But Toga and I have both tried to do...that. We....we can help."

Toya's eyes shot up to Izuku's, hope filled in them. Izuku smiled softly at Toya as Toga came back with a glass of water.

"I-I'm Toya Todoroki." Toya said quietly as Toga and Izuku's face immediately hardened.

"I'll kill him!" Toga growled as he pulled red knives out from under her skirt and headed to a door to the far left.

"No no no!" Izuku shouted as he grabbed Toga's arm, "Sorry about that Toya! We just hate heroes is all..."

"Y-you do!?" Toya asked hopefully, "I hate them too."

Izuku and Toga looked at each other, large smiles present on their faces. Then they turned to face Toya, one question falling from their lips at the same time.

"Do you want to join our family?"

"Yes," Toya said as tears fell down his bandaged cheeks.

"Welcome to the League of Villains." a boy with a hand on his face said as he appeared out of no where.