This will be my first step to being a writer, I never actually posted a story because I was too afraid of criticism and/or haters, but if humanity was to scared to explore the unknown, we wouldn't be standing where we are today, so I will be filling this story with one-shots that may or may not be stories depending on the support behind it, so your comments will really be deciding a lot of what goes on in here, so, without anymore delay, lets get into it.

The beeping of the heart monitor was ever so present within the room, within the bed lied one Inko Midoriya as her sickness, slowly but surely, kept chipping away at her mortality. Next to the bed sat Izuku Midoriya, the sole son and child of the family, clutching his mother's hand in an attempt to keep her with him for as long as possible.

For the first time in a long while, Inko had finally woken up from her slumber, her eyes were a bit glazed over, she felt that Death was nearby, whispering to her ears, saying that she was granted the time to say her last words. In a weak, raspy voice, she had spoke, "...Izuku, how are you holding up?" He lifted his head and looked at her, "I should be asking you that, I was so scared when you had suddenly fainted after showing you what my quirk was..."

She flashed a soft smile, "I'm sorry for worrying you dear, I must have been thrown into such a shock from seeing it...", her mood went from happy to sad as she stared off into the distance, "...but I think we both know what will happen soon, Izuku." He had nodded, knowing that it would not be long before he lost an important piece to his life.

She turned back to face him with one question lingering in her mind, "What do you plan to do for your career Izuku?" He had been caught off guard from the question but gained a thoughtful look, "I know that making you worried would have made your condition worse, so I thought, 'why not be a doctor so I can help you'," he laid his head back down as tears threatened to spill from his eyes, "But my classmates wouldn't let me study."

Inko gained an understanding look as she pet his head and let him continue, "Then I thought, 'maybe a police officer or detective instead', but my classmates left me to injured to train." Izuku had stopped to wipe his tears before continuing, "I had even thought, 'mom loves my singing and playing, so why not be a musician', but they would always destroy my instruments and sheets."

At this point the mother had wanted nothing more that to hug her child, but she knew she would perish in doing so, her child had turned to face her with tear in his eyes, "I tried to be something, something you could be proud of, but they would never let succeed, I tried, I tried so many times to make you proud mom, but I never could."

Inko started to shed her own tears as she smiled gently, "I'm already so proud of you Izuku, the fact that I can see how much of a fine young man you are already proves to me that you will change the world as we know it..." The cold started to creep into her body, indicating her time was coming to an end, she wants to die with no regrets so she had asked, "...Do you still want to be a hero?"

Izuku's eyes widened at the question but nodded his head when his words failed to come out. Inko once again asked, "Then promise me that you will be a hero like you said you would, like when you were a kid running around the house, like when you hugged my leg talking about how you would always save me no matter what, promise me that you'll do that for me?"

The preteen now realized how little time she had left, and with a shaky breath, "I promise, I promise that I'll be a hero, I promise that I'll change the world, I promise that...", he had paused and thought for a moment, "...I promise that world will know about the wonderful woman who raised me to be the hero I am today."

Inko smiled with ever word, tears rolling down her cheeks as she closed her eyes, "I only ever wish I could see it happen." And with that, her breathing had stopped and the heart monitor flatlinned, Izuku had cried out in grief, alerting the staff of the woman's demise, knowing to steer clear of the room until it was necessary.

His tears had eventually run dry as he stared at the peaceful face of his mother, a mysterious figure had appeared beside him, Izuku knew who the man was, he came from his quirk afterall, "What shall we do now Master?" The figure had watched the face of the young teen before finally getting a reply.

"What my mother had made me promise to do."

A/N:

Some of my ideas will have crossover elements and will be inspired by other stories, I will let you guys guess what I got this inspiration from and I will reveal it within the next chapter, and as I said, depending on the support of this one-shot, it may or may not get its own story. Anyways, until next time, stay weird my fellow internet community.