This is a world full of quirks. Having a quirk originally made you a hero, but now it turns you into a chaotic, bloodthirsty murderer. Even as the streets were just beginning to look like scenes from a comic book, they just as quickly turned everything into a terrifying horror movie. While not everyone is born with a quirk, around 80% of people around the world develop one near the age of four. My name is Izuku Midoriya, and I was born one of the lucky 20% without a quirk.
This all started around seventy-two years ago, fifty-seven years before I was born. My mother, Inko Midoriya, used to be married to a man with a quirk. For the most part, he'd contained his bloodlust and was able to live happily with her, but that didn't last very long. The more he tried to contain it, the more it strained his mind and body. He had horrible insomnia, paranoia, and not to mention a very strong urge to kill anyone who crossed paths with him. He left with the good intention of keeping her safe, but that was around the time I came into play. Having a child with a chance of developing a quirk is downright terrifying in our society. Not wanting to give up the last memory of her husband, she decided to keep me. Luckily, I was born quirkless, and there wasn't any need for my mother to worry about it.
Now, in present time, I'm fifteen years old and in UA High, the number-one school centered around fighting back against those with quirks. With our technology, we can create weapons and gadgets to give us an advantage over them; we even have the power to transfer modified quirks into our bodies, so we have lesser chances to become one of those deadly, monster-like people. Note that I said "lesser chances." Yup… While we can lessen the effects of the quirk, the person receiving the quirk could lose a lot of their sanity, but not enough to kill anyone they see. I'd be careful about approaching them, though. You could easily end up with a nasty scar and PTSD.
As for how receiving a quirk actually works, I have no idea. All I know about it is that people are mentally tested before they even become a potential candidate. Heck, even I'll be tested in about a month. We need powerful people on our side to fight those monsters!
"Deku! Stop fucking muttering, you useless shit!" My childhood friend, Katsuki Bakugou shouts, breaking me from my thoughts. "It's fucking annoying the shit out of me!"
"Wah! S-sorry, Kacchan!" I manage to reply, albeit stuttering. I know I called him a childhood friend, but he's more like a childhood tormenter. He's bullied me since we were four.
Kacchan has pretty much hated me my whole life. It started when he and I were walking over a log bridge in the woods, and he fell into the creek. I went down there to help him out, but he just got super angry at me. I have no idea what I did, but this is how it's been ever since.
He has blonde, spikey hair that looks almost as explosive as his temper. He also has red eyes that seem to fit the permanent scowl on his face.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY, SHITNERD?!"
"Oh, no… He's going to kill me…!"
"Rest in peace, Midoriya!" Eijiro Kirishima shouts jokingly from across the room. He's usually the one to diffuse a situation, but decided to joke about this one. Because of the way he's able to stop things from escalating too quickly, and the way he defends people has earned him a "big brother" status in the classroom. He's very quick to stick up for the people he cares about, as well as defend those who can't defend themselves. He has spiky red hair, and matching eyes.
As Kacchan chases me down the hall, with his taser in hand, the other students in the classroom laugh and chat cheerfully. Unfortunately for me, this is a normal situation. Katsuki has always been a hot-head; he can't control his temper, and has a really bad God-complex. The only time the others will interfere with what's going on, is if Kacchan actually tries to actually seriously injure or kill me.
"AHHH! KACCHAN WHY?!"
"THAT'S WHAT YOU GET, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"
"Should we step in?" asked Denki. "I think Bakugou actually tazed Midoriya…"
Denki Kaminari has spiky, blonde hair (Don't worry! It's not as spikey as Katsuki's!) and matching eyes. He also has this strange, black lightning bolt pattern on the left side of his hair.
"Yeah, we need to go dude!" Kirishima decided. "He hasn't stopped yet!"
As Kirishima and the others try to pry Kacchan and his taser off of me, I lay on the ground in the fetal position. I'm guessing everyone knows this, but tasers hurt. A LOT.
"You're going to make him lose consciousness," stated Tokoyami. "I suggest you stop tasing him."
Fumikage Tokoyami usually dresses in a black hoodie, jeans, and black shoes. The only time he's not wearing something like that, is when we're at school because we have to wear uniforms. He has spiky, black hair and red eyes.
"I don't give two shits about this shit-faced nerd!" Katsuki was screaming at everybody by this point. "He's only a bug that I can crush under my foot!"
"Seriously, get off of him!" Mina shouted. "You're really going to hurt him!"
Mina Ashido likes to dye her hair pink, because she thinks it fits her personality. Not to mention, her hair is short, wild, and curly, which most people think fits her well.
After about a minute or two, they manage to pry him off of me. While I'm grateful, I'm still pretty much unable to move from the sheer amount of times he actually shocked me.
"Ah, geez… You really did a number on him…" Kaminari stated.
"Hahh… Hahh… Ok, I know that it is unacceptable for the class president to be late for class, but this is even worse! Bakugo! What on earth were you thinking?! This kind of behavior towards your peers is inexcusable!" Tenya Iida, the class president runs down the hall. In true Iida fashion, he makes swinging motions towards Katsuki with his arms, pointing with his entire hand. Kinda like the dead meme. "Why did you even apply for this school if you are planning to save quirkless people?"
Iida may come off a bit strongly, but he means well. As mentioned before, he's 1-A's class president. He takes things very seriously, (More often than not, too seriously) and because of this, he tends to jump to conclusions, or enthusiastically speak and act based on them. Trust me, this is how he and I met… He has blue hair and eyes, a chiseled jawline, and wears white, square-rimmed glasses.
"What Iida is saying is correct, Bakugo." Shouto Todoroki states.
He is very calm and aloof. He's pretty distant towards everyone, but I have gotten him to open up a little. Some people would call Todoroki strange-looking because he has heterochromatic eyes, which are blue and gray, and for his two-toned hair which is red and white.
"You're just a big bully!" Ochako shouts, sticking out her tongue. "What did he ever do to you?!"
Ochako Uraraka is a carefree, cheerful girl. She has round eyes, and short, brown hair. She and I met at the U.A. entrance exam.
"Yeah, with what you were doing, it looks like you were trying to ki- WHOA!" Kaminari started to say something, but he quickly had to dodge an incoming punch from Katsuki.
"SHUT UP DUNCE FACE!"
Kaminari earned that nickname when Kacchan hit him so hard, that he acted like an idiot with a dopey grin on his face the entire day. Heck, he couldn't form a coherent sentence!
"C'mon, buddy. Let's get you to the nurse's office." Said Kirishima, picking me up from the ground.
"Y-you don't have to do t-that! I-I'll be fine!" I manage to choke out, and I try to get free from his grasp (and fail miserably…). In my head there is a cacophony of thoughts telling me contradicting things.
He just wants to help you.
Don't let him carry you! Just walk it off like you're okay!
Let him help you.
You're only burdening him!
Before I can protest, he starts carrying me towards the nurse's office. "Dude, you can't even move. Let me help you. This is what friends do, right?" He beams at me with an odd-looking, shark toothed smile.
"N-no, I'm fine! You can-"
"Nope, not happening Midoriya!" He says with a smirk. "Accept help, just for once!"
There was no winning this one. Kirishima is as stubborn as he is kind; he's always determined to help others, even if they don't want it. As I give in, he starts running down the hall. Not long after that, everything started to go black.
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