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Izuku woke up gasping. He was in the middle of an alley. He struggled to remember what happened.
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“Why don’t you take a swan dive off the roof of the building and hope for a quirk in your next life.” Izuku went into himself he tuned out everything else Kaachan said. It wasn’t like he hasn’t heard this before he gets that suggestion all the time. For fucks sake look at all the spider Lily in his bag. He just never expected Kaachan to say that, he never thought Kaachan would actually want him gone. How stupid could he be.
When he came back to himself he was still in the classroom and his notebook was with the fish. He walks to the pond to go grab it mumbling about how it wasn’t fish food. It was scorched and the ink was smudging together.
He used a shortcut to avoid Kaachan and the other bullies. But it seems that the bullies would be better than this. The slugs surrounded him he could breathe, he couldn’t move, he couldn’t MOVE.
He has never liked being unable to move reminded him too much of his father. The father that tried to force a quirk out of him.
He tried to grab onto the sludge surrounding him. He couldn’t. Blackness started to surround his vision. He was dying, he couldn’t help but laugh. I guess Kaachan will get what he wants he thought bitterly. He closed his eyes not caring if he lives or not nearly missing the red-blue blob.
Next thing he knew he was getting slapped by All Might. WAIT ALL MIGHT. He shot up. “OH MY GOD ALL MIGHT” he screamed out “HAHA YES CITIZEN” he was loud he doesn’t like loud noises. “NOW I MUST BE OFF” He couldn’t let All Might leave he had to know, he had to know if he could be a hero. So he did the most logical thing he could think of with his groggy mind and that was the grab onto the hero’s leg.
All Might was startled and started to push him off. “GET OFF THIS ISN’T SAFE” All might yelled, “If I let go I’ll die!” Izuku screamed With that All Might quickly got to a roof and stopped.
“I should be off. Knock and the door and they should let you in” All Might told him. He couldn’t let that happen he needed to ask he needed to know. “CAN A QUIRKLESS PERSON BE A HERO?” And with that smoke and All Might was gone instead was a skeleton-like figure. That looked like All Might.
The skeleton sighed and pulled up his shirt. It looks like someone ripped out his stomach. “This happened in a fight 5 years back. Even with a quirk as strong as mine I still got hurt, I nearly die. So no I don’t think you can be a hero without a quirk. Be realistic, be a police officer a firefighter maybe even a doctor.”
With that Izuku felt his heart shattered. The person that always said you can be a hero no matter what just told him he had to “be realistic” real fucking listic.
As izuku pondered what to do All Might left. He started to walk to the edge of the roof. He was going to do it. He was but then an explosion happened another hero fight. Izuku being Izuku couldn’t ignore it.
He got down and ran to the fight.
When he got there none of the heroes were doing anything just standing there saying they don’t have the right quirks. They could easily help. Hit the villain in the eye and then Kamui Woods could grab the hostage ad Backdraft could spray the sludge and help free the hostage.
Izuku was pissed he hadn’t looked at the hostage yet but now that he did he was going to kill someone they left a 14-year-old a fucking middle schooler in the hands of villains because “they don’t have the right quirk”. Kaachan needed help and no one was doing anything.
Izuku ran he didn’t think when he ran he just ran. His heart broke knowing no one was going to help him.
He clawed at the sludge villain getting burned by Kaachans quirk. Even as he did that no one moved an inch to help. That was till Kaachan passed out due to lack of air. As soon he passed out All Might “Detroit Smashed” the villain. Launching both Izuku and Kaachan.
Izuku was in pain he needed medical attention he was still hurt from the first attack and now he had obvious burns to add to that.
The paramedics took one look at his shoes and ignored him of course. He was told, “you're fine, you need to learn your place.” He was sent to get yelled at by the “heroes”.
He no longer saw them as heroes he gave up on his dream. He tuned out the heroes. Once he was done with this he left getting yelled at again by the heroes.
As he walked home Kaachan yelled at him again. He walked away ignoring him.
When he got home he saw his mother cooking dinner. She always makes the best food, her food could always make his day.
“Hey, mom. How was your day?” She was the best always fused over him whenever she saw the burns and bruises from school. She even tried to take him out but no other school would take the “quirkless freak” so she, unfortunately, had to keep him at Aldera.
“It was long but good. How was your son?”
“It was good mom.” They both knew it was a lie they could both see the burns but they learn there was no point in mentioning them. After dinner, they would just go to the bathroom and patch him up. A tradition of sorts.
They ate. Talked about their days bringing up pointless things it was nice. Then they went to the bathroom, Inko not asking anything already knowing what happened. He loved her for this his mom was truly the best.
She was gone. His mother was gone. She was there one moment and gone the next. They were going out doing some shopping. It was Saturday their shopping day they just left the store some random purse snatched grabbed his mother’s bag but it seem the hero spitfire was out she saw this and started fighting the guy. A missed shot of the guy's electric bullets launched out hitting his mother right in her chest. She fell, and he fell with her. “Mom? Mom? MOM? MOM GET UP YOUR FINE? MOM! No no no no-no-no. She was gone she was just there now she’s gone. He saw the hero look over ignore them and continued the fight. This isn’t how heroes are supposed to do their job. Their job was to protect citizens. Spitfire didn’t do that more focused on the fame of defeating the villain.
They got knifes that day the ones they used to have had been with them since when Hisashi was still there so they decided to get a new ones. He grabbed them and charged at the hero. It was dark no one but the hero the purse stancher and his mother’s corpse were there. He stabbed the hero before anyone could realize what he was doing.
The hero fell the purse snatcher ran and he stood there unsure of what to do that was until he heard sirens. He got out of his brain fog. Took one last look at his mother grab the groceries and ran.
He had nowhere to go. No friends, no family. He just killed someone and he had nowhere to go. He had some money he went to one of the few stores still open he bought a black hoodie and some black pants. That was the rest of his money. Shit.
Izuku walked for what must have been an hour because the sun was starting to rise. He walked by an alley and heard a scream. Despite how his views on heroes has changed he still wanted to help people. So he ran in to help.
He saw 4 guys attacking a young woman. He did know how to fight. Christ, why did he run in all he had was his knife. That’s right his knife! He stabbed one of the guys closest to him. Sadly the guy's friends heard his grunt of pain. Which meant their eyes were now on him. “Fuck” was all he could say before getting punched square in the face.
As he said earlier he was struggling to remember but almost wishes he didn’t remember. God, what’s up with him lately. Izuku grunted as he got up hearing sirens in the distance. He was the only one left in the ally. Which meant the crime was going to be blamed on him. He couldn’t let that happen. He needed to leave so he ran his head pounded. Definitely a concision. He had no plan, no money, no food the villains took it. His mother was gone and he had nowhere to stay.
Izuku walked finding an old beach full of trash. His body felt like led. His feet were surly bloody by now. Izuku walks to a small alcove in the trash. Too tired to care. He fell asleep deciding to leave this mess to future Izuku. Future Izuku was fucked.