Dadzawa Multiverse

Izuku Escapes The Grave

Characters:

-Jason Todd; Izuku

-Tim Drake; Hitoshi

-Jason Todd's mom; Hisashi

-Joker; Shigaraki

~scene~

As he leaned against the cold brick wall Izuku faced his father. Coughing blood he glared at the man sitting across from him.

"It's uh... It's nice seeing you again." Hisashi tried saying as he leaned against the wall earning a glare from Izuku.

"You're not even gonna let me die without fucking it up?" Izuku deadpanned. 

"Hey it was a tough situation. What did you want me to do?", Hisashi tried defending himself.

"You mean aside from selling me out to the LOV and then letting Shigaraki beat me with a crowbar for two plus hours? Cause that's pretty fucking high on the list." Izuku complained. Hisashi nodded his head acknowledging Izuku's complaints.

"Yeah, yeah that's pretty fair."

"well now that I've lived the absolute most torturous worst day of my life that I could possibly have I know that it can't get any worse than-" Izuku was cut off by an explosion. Before he knew it he woke up in a box.

"-this. Oh for fucks sake! I swear to god if there's a fucking bomb in here too." Izuku grumbled looking around trying to find a way out.

"Why are my bones still broken?! As soon as I get this fuckin' belt off I'm getting out of here and popping a cap in everyone's ass." Izuku mumbled tugging at his belt. He began punching the top of the casket. 

"ow, ow, ow"

"Fuckin' hell why's this belt so hard to get off? they put a fucking chastity belt on me? I dead who am I fucking?!" He continued pulling at the belt finally getting it off.

"No what? Why would we set his bones before we bury him? It's not like he's gonna fucking wake up in a box!" His sarcasm fading into annoyance once again. 

"ow, ow, why is this coffin so fucking hard? Did they choose it by fan request too?" He began punching the top of the casket again. 

"This is a hallucination. This has got to be a fucking hallucination, I got hit in the head with a crow bar of course this is a hallucination. I'm just gonna wake up with my drug dealer father who sold me out to the LOV who are currently viciously beating me in the head with a crowbar... I don't want this to be a dream just let me the fuck out of this box!" he tried consoling himself quickly changing his tune and began punching the top of the casket again.

"If I get out of this box and that blue haired mother fucker isn't in the grave or right next to me, then I am going to commit war crimes!"

"ow, ow, ow, ow!"

"Alright fuck it that's it I'm dead, I accept it I'm dead." he laid down in defeat.

"The fuck was that?" he asked hearing the wood crack.

"Oh god!" The wood finally broke leaving Izuku to climb out of his grave. Standing up he looked around confused.

"the fuck am I? This cheap mother fucker better not have put me in a fuckin' public burial ground." Izuku grumbled dusting himself off as he tugged at his tie turning around to see the back of the manor. 

"Oh. Oh no he just had Recovery Girl bury me with the roses apparently because this is the house." he groaned at the sight aggravated.

"If Mirio ever complains about his tenor as Lemillion I'm gonna smack the shit out of him." Izuku decided as he stomped away from his grave only to catch the other graves lined up.