So, You've probably heard all this before, but this is the first time I've decided to try and write my own story and actually post it somewhere. This is more to just sate my own kind of curiosity to see if anyone might actually enjoy something I write or not, but I'll probably end up writing it anyway! I've been reading different MHA stories for like, the past couple months straight, so of course I had to come up with my own kind of variation! Anyway, I have no idea whether this chapter is too long, too short or what, but I enjoyed writing it! As with a lot of stories, the scenes are kinda lifted from canon, but there are changes, obviously, otherwise i'm just rewriting it! Either way, please enjoy!
Chapter 1 - Beginnigs
To say Midoriya Izuku was dealt a bad hand in life would be a fair way to describe it. When your one life's dream is to be a Hero, and 80% of the population walk around with an extra eye or can walk through walls, it seems almost unfair that he of all people would be born without a Quirk. Both of his parents had one, so normally he would have inherited one of theirs! Or even a hybrid of both!
But no. He was quirkless. The 20%. What used to be the norm but were now the victims of modern society.
He was Deku.
"FEAR NOT! WHY, YOU ASK?"
BECAUSE I AM HERE!"
This scene had been replayed so many times by the Midoriya home computer, you would think it was their homepage. But one evening, the house was devoid of the usual warmth and happiness that was felt when Izuku was rocking back and forwards, barely even blinking to avoid missing a single second. Inko was stood by the door, the large office chair hiding the entirety of Izuku's body, but she could still hear the small dripping sound of his tears hitting his clothes before he turned around.
"Mom…. he was wrong right? The Doctor could be wrong? Right?"
It was a wonder he could even see his mother through the tears in his eyes. His shaking body and pale face illuminated by the glowing image of All Might's beaming smile, the contrast making the boy look even more upset.
"Mom? I-I can be hero too, right?" He mumbled, barely even able to get the words out.
"Izuku!" She cried out, running over to him, holding his shaking body in her arms, joining him in tears. She wanted to shield him from all of it, take back everything they had done today, just to save him the pain of knowing.
"I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry Izuku!" She cried, cradling his head while he just stared out into space, too numb for any words.
"So, little quirkless Deku things he can be a hero, huh?" Bakugo asked, sparking his fists together.
Izuku was stood between his 'supposed' childhood friend and another random schoolyard victim, there knees covered in sand and a slight burn mark on their cheek. Izuku was there, arms and legs shaking in fear, but determination etched onto his face. He didn't understand why Kacchan had become like this. Sure, he had always been a confident, borderline arrogant, child, but just randomly picking on the other kids at school who weren't as strong as he is.
"I-I won't let you hurt him anymore Kacchan! He's already crying! L-leave him alone!" He felt he was saying this as much for himself as the boy behind him.
"HUH?! You, are going to stop me? In your dreams! Now, move out of the way Deku…" Bakugo joked, cockily smiling as he walked towards them, that familiar sadistic smile on his face, until he was shoulder to shoulder with Izuku.
"…You're in my way" He whispered into his ear, before blasting him off his feet.
You would have thought that with the number of children from Bakugo's classes that went home with burn marks or bruises would be picked up by a teacher, or at least a parent! But no, he was too perfect to be scolded. Nothing should be put in the way of his progress; the world would always bow down for Bakugo Katsuki.
And this was what Izuku experienced on a day-to-day basis from the age of four. No wonder he developed confidence issues…
"I'm sorry kid, without a quirk, there's no real way you can be a Pro Hero" All Might said, his skeletal frame seeming to barely be supporting itself.
"In our world, when the power that comes with a quirk can corrupt people's minds into performing crimes against society, a hero need's the strength to match them to be able to fight against them" he explained. Izuku was staring at him with his face vacant, barely able to hear what he was saying.
"I can't encourage you into a line of work that requires that kind of strength when your quirkless. There are plenty of other ways to be somebody's hero besides Pro work"
"Shut up…" Izuku whispered
"You could go into the police force, the fire service or be a doctor, Pros can't do everything." All Might explained, hoping to persuade the young boy away from perusing a life guaranteed to be dangerous.
"Please, just stop…" Izuku continued
"I'm sorry kid, but you need to hear this before you go and throw your life away. You need to take a more realistic look at what you can accomplish with the skills that you have."
"ENOUGH! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANYMORE!" Izuku shouted, tears escaping his eyes, part from sadness, part from anger. He clamped his hands over his ears and stormed out through door, somehow managing to not fall down the stairs as he left the building. All Might stood in place, staring down the echoing stairway, a look of regret on his face.
"I'm sorry kid, I know how hypocritical this is, especially coming from me, but my situation was rather unique. I had a lot of people helping me along the way." He finished turning to look back out over the city, the faces of Nana, Nighteye, Tsukauchi and Gran Torino popping into his head. He could say with 100% certainty he wouldn't be the man he was today without their help, Nana's being the most obvious.
"Right, I've spent enough time with this, I guess I'm going to have to walk to the Police Station and turn this gu-." He pulled out his empty pockets, minus one green-goop filled soda bottle.
"What? When did I-." He started, interrupted by a blast from across town, smoke rising above the buildings.
"Oh. Oh shi-."
"-IIIIITTTTTTTT! LEMME GO YOU WALKING SACK OF SEWAGE!" Bakugo raged, his arms and hands held back by the Sludge Villain, explosions popping from his palms.
"Well now, even I take offense to language like that. You kiss your mother with that mouth?" the villain gargled out between its amorphous lips, chuckling away to itself.
"SHUT THE HELL UP YOU BASTARD! I'M GUNNA VAPORIZE YOUR INSIDES!" Bakugo screamed, his sweat blasting off of his skin at every inch of skin not covered by the slime. 'Shit, this guy's body is so cold! If he keeps cooling me down, I won't sweat enough to fight back! I need to stop this before I'm completely drowned!' he thought.
"Well now, aren't you an aggressive little ball of fun! I'm gunna enjoy wearing you! But first, let's go for a test drive, shall we?" the villain asked gleefully, his form rising up around Bakugo. The sludge wrapped itself fully around his arms and legs, raising him a good couple inches off of the pavement, leaving only his chest and head exposed.
"DAMMIT! LET GO OF M-." He began but was cut off as the gargantuan pair of teeth slid its way over his mouth, cutting off his air.
"That's enough of that now I think, were out in public, what would people think of your potty-mouth?" the villain laughed out, starting out towards the street from the back alley this had started in. The two friends Bakugo had been with had long since run, leaving their 'friend' behind. Bakugo's legs were working against him, bending at the pressure the villain was placing on his joints, making him move with him.
As they moved towards the edge of the alley, Bakugo gave up trying to be discreet and launched as large explosions as he could, tearing into the buildings at the sides, debris scattering on the floor, the heat licking at exposed timber and wiring, starting a blaze.
"There's a fire! Quick, someone call the Fire department!" A man shouted
"AAAGH! There's a monster in there!" One woman screamed
"It's got a kid! He's stuck inside that thing!" Another cried.
"Where are the hero's? He needs help!" The last yelled
Help? He needed help? Bakugo had never needed help from anyone! He refused to believe he needed help from anyone! The last time someone had tried to help him…
"Are you alright? Can you stand? It would have been bad if you hit your head." A young Izuku had asked him after he had fallen off of a log into a river.
'I was fine. I didn't need his help. I will NEVER need his help! He yelled in his head
"DEKUUUUU!"Bakugo screamed. Muffled by the sludge it just came out as noise, but it was dwarfed by the explosion that came next. His palms ignited, burning away the sludge on his arms and he raised them both above his head, clapping them together.
Both palms connected, detonating on impact, with the explosions racing outwards, blowing the sludge away from his body and throwing the debris in the alley out towards the watching civilians, just as Death Arms had started to race to his rescue.
"Damn! Everybody get back!" He shouted, diving for cover behind a section of collapsed wall.
The blast rocketed upwards, the height reaching to the top of the buildings on either side of the alley. Chunks of concrete were torn out of the buildings, giving way to foundations and inner rooms. The sections of roof closest to the alley caved in on the buildings they were covering, falling into rooms below. Smoke was thrown outwards towards the crowd, covering everything in sight.
"AAAAGHH!" Bakugo shuddered as the backlash raced down his arms, muscles twitching and spasming, locking them in place above his head with pain. He knew what happened when he overdid it with his quirk, but he didn't have a choice, it was the only way to clear away the villai-.
"Alright! Enough of this! You're not worth the trouble of toying with! Time to die!" He heard from below him. Bakugo looked down and his eyes widened in horror, finding his legs still covered in sludge, and the misshapen face of the villain staring up at him from being blasted down onto the street. The villain had managed to move his body downwards just before the explosion, the blast forcing him down onto the street.
Bakugo tried to reach down to blast his legs free, but his arms were still locked up, unable to move. He stared in horror as the sludge collected around his chest again and surged towards his mouth, flowing down his throat.
"Damn kid, you've got more power than you what to do with! And now its all mine!" the villain gloated, pressing the boys now subdued arms against his sides to prevent anymore flare ups and covering him up completely, leaving his eyes free to see his last moments.
The smoke cleared away, Death Arms, Kamui Woods Backdraft covering the civilians from the debris.
"God damn! Even that huge explosion couldn't dislodge it! We can't get the kid loose!" Death Arms shouted, having propped up the section of wall to cover some civilians from the blast.
"I need to stop this fire before it spreads further! What's taking the fire department so long?!" Backdraft shouted, hands spraying into the buildings.
"Fire really isn't a good match for me! I'll stick with evacuating the buildings!" Kamui shouted over the blaze, holding several terrified civilians in his branches.
They all looked on at the villain and the child struggling against him, the explosions having stopped but still unable to do anything as the boy's eyes widened in a silent scream of fear.
'No. I can't. I can't die like this. I have so much to do. I'm going to be number one.' Bakugo thought, black streaking into his vision at the pain and lack of oxygen. He must really be losing it, because he saw a small form break away from the crowd of onlookers and rush towards him.
No.
Not him.
Never him.
Midoriya Izuku had done some dumb things in his life, a lot of them today, but this really took the cake. His legs wouldn't stop moving though as he speeded towards Bakugo and the villain.
'What am I doing?! I can't stop! He's got Kacchan! I needed All Might to rescue me, what hope do I have?!' He thought, legs still moving despite that. 'Okay think! He has to have a weakness! But he's just a big blob! A big blob with eyes and teeth. Why? Why does he still have teeth? Surely if he can absorb things with his body he doesn't nee-Dammit brain don't mutter now! Eyes! Aim for the eyes!'
Izuku spun, narrowly avoiding the arm of sludge that was launched at him and swung his backpack towards the villain, all the belongings flying out towards him. By luck, one of his notebooks flew out, the hard edge slamming into one of the villain's giant eyes, making him reel back.
"Argh! Dammit! What the hell?!" It cried out, releasing its hold on Bakugo's head as the book flipped open before it landed in one of the flames, disappearing in the blaze.
Izuku kept moving, hands pulling away at the sludge still covering his friends' body.
"Deku 'cough' what the hell are you doing?" Bakugo muttered between gasps for air and spitting out sludge.
"I don't know! I still don't know! My legs moved by themselves!" Izuku cried, hands still scraping away, making no real progress.
"You idiot! Get out of here? What can you do?!" Bakugo yelled stubbornly.
"I don't know, its just…you looked like you wanted help!" Izuku said, eyes shaking in fear.
All Might watched on, shocked as the boy he had just criticised for being weak was the only one brave enough to go out and help, despite the consequences. He saw the boy fling his bag at the villain and saw the book flutter open as it fell to the ground, seeing one page before landing in the flames.
A page signed 'ALL MIGHT', before it disappeared.
'I'm Pathetic. All that preaching about power and responsibility and I'm still stood here letting a ninth-grade student do my job.'
'Unforgivable'
'Unforgivable'
"UNFORGIVABLE!" All might roared, turning back to his muscle form and blasting towards the scene.
"All Might?!" Izuku and Bakugo yelled out at once.
"You again! Get Lost!" the villain shouted out, slinging one of his arms out towards the giant of a man.
"I TOLD YOU THAT PROS ARE ALWAYS RISKING THEIR LIVES! THAT'S WHAT TRULY MAKES A HERO!" All Might yelled ducking under the arm, rearing back his right fist and grabbing hold of Bakugo with the other.
The villain brought back another arm to swing, "I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU!"
"DETROOOIT! SMASSSH!" He bellowed out, colliding with the villain's body, blasting him into pieces, with the wind from the blow cascading around them, putting out the flames, the two school boys held back in his arm.
And then, it started to rain.
The fire department had finally arrived, checking the buildings for any flames that hadn't been caught in the sudden tornado and police were collecting up the puddles of villain spread across the alley and the next two streets. All Might was surrounded by the media as per usual for his appearances, while Bakugo was sat in an ambulance getting checked over, with Backdraft sat nearby waiting to talk to him.
Midoriya on the other hand.
"You fool! Do you have any idea how much danger you put yourself in? What if he had tried to take you hostage too?!" Death Arms lectured the boy as Izuku just sat there, head down, but looking at All Might out of the corner of his eye, seeing the man managing to keep a straight face despite the occasional dribble of blood that he wiped away from his mouth.
"Look kid, you need to be more careful. The medics have cleared you so head home and get some rest." Death Arms finished, turning back to the scene and heading over to Bakugo.
The spiky blonde boy had just finished getting checked over, telling him to rest his arms but otherwise cleared to go home, as the two Pro heroes approached him.
"That was amazing kid! The power you can put out is insane! You have to come and join my agency when you graduate!" Backdraft petitioned the boy, waving his taps around excitedly.
"No way! You're a rescue hero! He has the stuff to go toe-to-toe with Villains at my agency!" Death Arms argued, reaching the two.
"Whoever I choose to work with, it's still years away, get off my back…" Bakugo said, tired and annoyed.
"Yeah sure, but still it's something you should consider with a quirk as powerful as yours" Death Arms continued. They continued to try and persuade him until Kamui started to walk over to the group, with a group of medics carrying a man on a stretcher behind them towards another ambulance urgently.
"What happened?" Backdraft asked, the group stopping their discussion and turning to stare at Kamui.
Kamui turned to the three, looking through them at Bakugo intensely. "In one of the buildings caught by the blast. There was a casualty…"