"I want to be a hero!..."
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Has it really been that long?
Has it really been that long since i first began to become influenced by the heroes that appeared in the media?
I've always wanted to become a hero of my own name...
I've gone through several names already from my youth, Pain Train was one of them and so was Mega Fist, or even a name like Caped Crusader.
But in the end i resorted to a single name, one that strikes fear into many who would hear of this name from both Heroes and Villains alike. That name was..
The One Punch Man
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But that wasn't till later on when my abilities would fully manifest, i'm quirkless after all. I've been told that for so long that people without quirks could never become a hero, that they are part of the minority.
But that isn't what a hero is, a hero moves on instinct to protect others, to serve as a symbol for those to stand with.
A hero isn't just someone who fights villains for anyone could do that.
But me, Helping people is one off the many things I accomplish in my time while on duty, after all i am just a Hero for Fun.
Monday morning, many dread it for it is the end of the weekend where many come to enjoy a good break every now and then.
The building was a 2 story house set in an ordinary neighborhood, it was rather clean inside since the owner of said house had barely any time to remain inside for either he was out at work or simply training.
What is he training for? Well he is a hero after all and heroes need to be prepared for the most dangerous of situations.
A kid around the age of 7 had just gotten them self awake, they dreaded the day but got up anyways; Letting out a yawn as they rubbed their eyes open.
They lept out of bed with a stretch, moving over to their closet where they got into their school uniform . He looked at himself in the bathroom mirror, checking his face out as he brushed his teeth. He spat and rinsed his mouth with a cup of water heading downstairs with intent on getting a small breakfast since he was rushing himself.. He made his way downstairs where he met with his guardian, Desutegoro also known as "Death Arms". He was one of the well known heroes in the community but all his life he knew him more as a caretaker or a distant uncle.
"Heading out so soon?" he said as he reached out for an apple.
"You know the responsibilities i have, i have to always be ready since someone's always in need of help" He'd lean on the counter by his forearm, sipping some coffee as he watched the TV that was in the corner of the room.
Currently the news had reached the weather section of their program, it said it'd be sunny in the mid 70s, seemed like it would be a nice day to go outside.
"Yeah i know… I'm going to be late if i don't hurry now move" The kid pushed Desu out of the way, well more of a nudge since Desu was larger and more stronger than him. He pushed himself up so he could reach the sink, washing the apple before rushing to the door.
"Alright i get it, just make some friends alright, you've always lacked in that department so try and behave yourself" Desu let out a breath before continuing on his drink.
He stood at the door hand on the knob pondering, fumbling the knob with his palm and fingers.
He looked back
"All the kids look for the cooler kids with cool quirks, making friends seems like too much work… especially since I've got nothing special going for me, i have no quirk and i don't seem cool to them…"
"Well, then find someone who will accept you then someone's bound to accept you, everyone isn't the same"
"Right… thanks" He smiled before finally exiting, shutting the door behind him with a soft thud.
Desu groaned before sipping yet again
"Hmm... got cold…"
The school day had ended, all the kids were heading home and he had failed again in the friends department. He envied the kids and their quirks, he felt he had nothing going for him like he wasn't special at all.
He didn't live that far from home so he usually walked, no need to waste time waiting for a ride or bus since Desu was always out working and the buses were always so noisy and crowded for him.
Looking up at the sky he pondered to himself wondering, what was wrong with him...
"Why… why did i have to be born quirkless? Why do i have to be so lonely all the time… All the other kids have such cool powers and friends but all i have is neither of them…"
Eventually he found a can, he continued to kick it as he walked his usual route.
"This world isn't fair… I've tried so hard, why did i have to be born like this…"
He began to pass a park, he began to slow down when he had heard a ruckus brewing. He turned to see several kids in a group, seemed to look like they were about to fight.
One kid looked to be about his age but a bit shorter. He had green hair along with a t-shirt and shorts to go along with it all. One was blonde wearing a similar choice of clothing though this one had this look like he had quite a temper.
The others were the same but one was fat and the other was skinny, and one was on the ground behind the green haired kid. The green haired kid was trembling in fear, he held his ground but it was obvious that he was scared out of his mind.
"I-I-I'll never forgive you!" He shouted, clutching his hands as he faced his opponents, it seemed more focused onto the blonde kid in front of him.
"Even though you're quirkless…"
That line had caught his attention, he thought to himself 'another quirkless kid? How! The chances of finding one, even two are very low…' That surprised him as it stopped him dead in his tracks. His grip on his backpack straps loosened before turning to face the group of kids
"You're still playing the hero, Deku!"
After that line the kid jumped back in fear, eyes widening with his stance destroyed then once that happened, they charged ready to deal quite the beating to the defenseless kid...
"Hey! Pick on someone your own side!"
The kids slowed down turning to look at the source of the voice. Coming to a halt they all looked over at The kid who'd just started making his way over to them
"He's quirkless and you're picking on him? That's not fair at all!"
"And… who are you?" the blonde kid looked over at him clenching his fist in aggravation, he looked their age so he was lucky it wasn't an adult or even a hero.
"I'm… I'm just a kid who helps the weak!" He threw his book bag to the side as he loosened his clothing up, removing the tie he had on before taking a fighting stance.
The green haired kid looked up at him, his eyes glittering up as he took a fighting stance too, he felt a bit more confident since he had back up with him, ready to take on anything now.
The blonde kid grinned as a tiny explosion emitted from his hand.
"Well what's your quirk then huh? You seem confident in yourself to go up against me so it must be powerful right?"
He froze, he had hoped that they would catch on his bluff and stop fighting but now he's trapped, he could feel his hair stand on themselves as a cold surge wept through his body. He began to shake as fear began to take over, he'd never fought before...
"I-I…I don't have one…" He struggled to get it out, droning out near the end as the strength in his hands and arms weakened
"Huuuh?! I could've sworn you said you were quirkless right?" The blonde cupped his ear in a mocking manner making fun of the kid
"I-I'm quirkless!" He shouted this time, his legs shook along with his stance loosening as he felt despair. Teeth clenched he looked back up at them wiping his eyes then taking a stronger stance, driving his right foot into the ground behind him.
Deku looked up at the kid, he was amazed that there was yet another quirkless and around his age too. This all happened so fast and so sudden.
"Quirkless playing hero…how nauseating!" He began to charge again, revving his fist back along with the other kids as well.
They shuddered as they expected the worst, they felt weak and already defeated, they felt unarmed as if they had nothing while the enemy held swords and shields, a quick battle and predictable battle at hand.
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They were left on the ground covered in bruises and marks, tattered in dirt as well. He looked up in the sky wondering why the world had to be like this, why couldn't everyone have a quirk and not leave quirkless in the dark all the time.
He felt as if the world had failed him, the world had set him up for failure and wanted him to fail, to suffer while he watched everyone else succeed with what they were given. It felt like a video game and he was on the hardest difficulty possible.
But as he kept thinking to himself he felt a voice rise up in his head, the more he focused on it the more the voice came clear…
"Don't give up…" closing his hands he pushed against the pain, sitting up off the ground looking down at his palms.
"You can do much better than this…" He now stood up with his fists tightened, clenching down even more than before.
"Prove them all wrong. Show them what you're made of!" His palms began to bleed, he hadn't realized he was digging into his skin, all he felt was motivation to succeed, to move forward and beat the world's game, after all even at the hardest of difficulties all games have better rewards the harder you aim for...
"Hey… y-you're quirkless too, right?..." the feeling disappeared, he had forgotten about the other kid, he looked down to the source slowly before giving him a smile
"O-oh, yes i am" he lent his hand out offering it to the kid to help him up
"I'm Saitama" pulling him up he looked him in the eyes. He seemed smaller than before, maybe it was because he was slightly taller than the kid.
"I-I'm Midoriya…" He gave off a nervous aura along with a weird smile
"Well Deku couldn't be your actual name… Good for nothing huh…" Saitama felt he had done it, could this be a friend? He'd never thought that this would happen, everyone has a quirk right? But what was all that about, he never felt that way before so why now? Even after that feeling he could feel something different about his body… But he had the desire to train now, the desire to refine himself. This felt like destiny, maybe things wouldn't turn out so bad.
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"Saitama!"
Saitama turned to see who was calling him, turning to see Midoriya running at him; he stopped and waited for him to catch up.
"Oh, hey"
Midoriya sounded as if he was out of breath, gasping and panting as he fought to catch a breath, using his hands on his knees to keep himself up.
"Y-Y-You… I've been calling for you to stop for blocks!"
"Oh, well that's my bad"
"My bad?! "
"Yeah i mean, I'll try harder to listen for you next time"
"Huuh..."
Midoriya stood back up as they both began to walk back home from school that day, apparently they attended the same school so that meant that they could still see each other right when school ended.
They started onto an alternate route to their houses, they did meet each other the other day and both of them being quirkless was so fascinating to them since they both would never think to have found another person just like them self; They wanted to have more time to get to know each other, it was a fun experience for them both as the route they went through was more scenic.
"So how long have you been living around here Saitama" they walked along an underpass, the sounds of the cars passing along the bridge above could be heard very clearly, though they weren't loud enough to muffle their voices it was just the faint hums of cars
"For a while now, i transferred here and started to live with Desu"
"Desu? D-Do you mean Desutegoro the pro hero?!"
"Yeah, we aren't related I'm just living with him y'know"
"A-Ahah must feel great living with a pro hero"
"It's ok, I don't really feel like i have any perks" Saitama balanced himself as he walked along the edge of the walkway they were on, the other side having a river of water.
Midoriya nodded, looking back in front of him as he tried to keep up with Saitama.
"Man, how unlucky did we have to be"
"W-What do you mean?"
"I mean we were born without quirks, the odds of that happening must be, pretty large right"
"I guess… B-But I still want to be a hero though!"
Saitama tilted his head over so he could face Midoriya, he jumped off the edge closer to Midoriya since he couldn't concentrate on them both at the same time "Even though you're quirkless?"
"Y-Yeah, if you put your mind to it, you can do it" he replied back with a bright smile on his face
"Yeah… i wanna be a hero too but, how can i do it…" Saitama then began to think to himself, using this time to figure out his plan since he hadn't put my h thought into it "I could just try to improve my body overall, you know lift weights and exercise"
"That could work, i believe you can do it!" Midoriya gave off more positivity as it caused Saitama to give him a smile back.
"Yeah, I'll have to do some intense training to accomplish that. Oh- looks like we're getting close to our split" looking up ahead Saitama could see where their paths split, looking back at Midoriya he began his goodbye "Guess I'll see you tomorrow after school again"
"Yeah, I'll see you around then!" Midoriya gave him a wave as he switched paths, heading right as he slowly went further and further away, making another turn around a corner
"Yeah… see you soon".
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