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Chapter one : " Why was I saved? "
Izuku was not slow when the other kids stopped playing with him; he knew why.
He did not cry when the other kids would push him to the ground and use their quirks on him.
So when Katsuki joined in the fun torture, Izuku did not seem surprised. Hurt, yes, but not surprised. He can never have good things. Not even a friend to call his own.
They would kick and scream in his ears, hoping for him to go deaf, which, in his opinion, worked since he was now half deaf. But he never paid it much attention.
So what if he was half deaf? He's a deku, a doll, useless. No one would care.
Izuku started to run away from Katsuki. He heard faint, muffled yet loud yelling: " GET BACK HERE, DEKU! "
He, in fact, did not go back. He ran out of the building, heading home, yet slowing down since he realized Inko, his mother, would not care if he went missing.
Sure, Inko cared sometimes, but that was rare. Most days, she'll just yell and scream. " My life was ruined because I have a useless son! " She'd often say to him.
She was right, though. He ruined the chances of her promotion; she was just about to get a huge promotion until he was brought up. She was fired on the spot for having someone so useless.
Izuku never liked her job anyway.
Then, as he was walking through an alleyway where he normally went through to get home, there was a sludge monster. Izuku was unsure what it was, but as it wrapped around his body and went into his mouth to choke him, he knew it was a villain. Just as he was about to lose consciousness, he was flown through the air and was now on the ground, facing All Might. Yes, All Might HIMSELF. " Young boy, are you alright? " Izuku could hear the symbol of peace say, however, it was muffled due to his deaf ear. All Might ended up poking Izuku over and over in worry, but that slightly wavered as he saw Izuku sit up.
And the next thing Izuku knew, Izuku found himself holding onto All Might's pants' leg, only wanting to ask a question.
" All Might, can someone be a hero without a quirk? "
The hero said no. No. No. No. So what would any sane, quirkless, half deaf, and crushed 14-year-old boy do while on a rooftop?
He jumped, of course! I mean, that's only realistic, right? Most quirkless people don't survive past 20, and it's not like anyone would miss him. However, when he was suddenly stopped midfall, he became puzzled.
Was he already dead? Though the thought vanished as he felt a tug on his foot. He soon realized he was in a cloth of some sort. The kid was brought up and faced with a hobo-looking man; however, he was not fooled by the homeless appearance. This was Eraserhead.
" Kid, " Izuku could hear Aizawa say in a panicked but relieved tone, " what the fuck. "