Disclaimer, I don't own anything, that's good right?

Well, might as well get right to the story! I've noticed that there are quite a few boku no hero fics, but only around 3 of them have izuku having no powers, one with a sword, one where he did in fact, very quickly get all might's quirk and the last, which should have been in the crossover section was a really bad ripoff of batman, anyway, I decided to make my own. Constructive criticism is very much welcome.

Hope you all like it!

Izuku Midoriya had learnt a few big lessons in his life. No men were born equal. Life wasn't fair, and the biggest and worst of all his life lessons. He was worthless.

Across the world, more than 80% of the population had superpowers, or as they're more commonly known, quirks. Nobody knew how they came about and even with decades of research, no one was any closer, all anyone knew was that they were some sort of mutation.

In the 80% of the population that had these powers, powers ranging from controlling the elements to being able to teleport at will. There were people who chose to use their powers for evil, people who decided that since they had abilities, they should use them for their own gain. Of course, this wasn't all, when evil ran rife across the world, others rose up, HEROES. The good people who couldn't stand the evil being done, who had abilities of their own, who wanted to make a change.

It started small, squabbles across the world, bank robberies being stopped when the emergency services couldn't do anything, fires being put out by people who could create water with nothing but a thought. As the world developed and the quirks continued to appear in more and more of the population, so did the fight between good and evil, mere fights developed into great epics of strength and power, criminals became super villains and the people that stopped them, super heroes.

But not all was good, not for everyone. With 80% of the population having abilities beyond imagination, this left 20% with nothing, no powers, no abilities, absolutely nothing special about them at all.

One of these people was Izuku Midoriya, a four year old child whose world had just been shattered.

"I'm sorry, but he will never have a quirk"

Those were the words that ended his life before it could ever begin he didn't know the rest that had been said, he didn't know what else the doctor or his mother had said. That night he re-watched his hero saving people, and could only hope he'd save him too, from the hell that had become his life.

LINE

In only 2 years since that fateful day things had only gotten worse, his friends had abandoned him, they used to be as thick as thieves, but then they got quirks and he didn't, but then he became the freak, the outcast, the worthless.

But today, that was going to change, because today was the day All Might was in town, at a local event, Izuku hadn't paid much attention to the details, only enough to know that All Might would be there and he would be doing a signing. It had taken a while to convince his mother to take him, but seeing him smile for the first time in two years had been enough.

It took a while to get to the mall, they cut it very close.

"Come on mum, we have to get there soon, the signing ends at six and then he'll leave, I can't miss this" Izuku pleaded

"Alright dear" His mother placated, whilst struggling against her child's surprisingly strong grip, unfortunately it was all for naught as Izuku wriggled away from her hand and ran off into the gathered crowed, obviously impatient to get there. "Wait!" His mother cried, but the young Midoriya was already out of earshot.

Izuku didn't remember the last time that he had been anywhere so crowded, let alone anywhere without his mother, as a six year old child, he didn't have a lot of free time, but Izuku didn't bother thinking about such trivial things for long, he had to meet All Might! He had to know if he could become a hero.

Despite being quirkless and having his life upturned just under two years ago, Izuku still held hope for his dream. He wasn't delusional, not by far, that had been beaten out of him, mentally and physically for the last few years, old friends became bullies and adults looked at him with pity and disgust, the only one he could really count on was his own mother, but even she only stared at him with guilt.

But he could never let go of his dream, the thing that had driven his entire life for 4 years, the thing he obsessed about day and night for the entirety of his young life. He wanted to save people, he wanted to work with All Might, the greatest person in the world and his personal hero.

Izuku quickly weaved through the dense crowd, being as small as he was did have perks after all. It took a few minutes of struggling through the tight spaces between legs… and tentacles, and whatever that grey thing was, but he was finally at the front, He could see All Might!

"YES, IT IS ME!" His grinning face, his classic costume, everything about him was perfect, except for the fact his back was turned and he was walking away.

"No" Izuku whispered to himself, he was too late, he had missed his hero and now he was never going to- "NO" He wouldn't accept it. Quickly he rushed through the security, deftly dodging whatever restrictive quirks they attempted to use to stop him. Luckily they couldn't use anything strong on a child.

In an instant he was behind the security tape blocking off the exit and blocking him from All Might. He stretched out his hand, it brushed the cape, yes this was hit, he was about to –

Rough hands grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back. "Look kid, I know you're excited, but you can't just run up to-"

"NO!" Izuku screamed, his cries attracting the attention of the crowd behind him and causing the minor heroes holding him to flinch back. Tears streamed down his face as the door in front of him finally clicked shut. That was it.

The muttering of the people behind him and the finally audible shouts of his mother were the last things he heard before blacking out.

LINE

A hand stroking his hair gently was the first thing he noticed, the second was the muted talking around him, he recognized his mother's voice, but who was the other one? He forced his eyes open from his unwanted sleep, only to shut them again against the bright florescent lights above him. Wait… He had seen something. Izuku's eyes snapped open once again, this time he ignored the lights and the pain entering his eyes, and attempted to turn his head against the hand on his hair but it wouldn't let him move.

"Izuku honey, you scared me back there, I can't believe you did something so irresponsible! He could hear the anger in his mother's voice, but what really hit home were the tears that had started dripping down onto his face.

"I'm sorry mum" How could he have been so stupid, he wasn't thinking at the time, he had just wanted to meet All Might. The depression came back full force. All Might, that would never happen now, his hero was gone, and was probably doing hero things, he would never get the chance to meet him again with how busy he was, there was no way he'd be back to his hometown in Izuku's lifetime.

"Your mother's right son, what you did was quite stupid, but it's all right now" That voice, it's all right now? He knew that, he had heard that a thousand times before.

Izuku finally managed to turn his head, tears welled up in his eyes as he finally managed to cast his eyes upon the person in front of him. His dreams had been answered, he was there. "All Might" He whispered in awe, overwhelmed by the emotions he was feeling. "You're here"

All might laughed his mighty confidant laugh "That I am, my young fan!" He grinned "I heard your yell as the door closed; I thought that maybe a villain had attacked!" He laughed again and Izuku smiled, no villain would be stupid enough to attack an event that had All Might attending

Izuku's smile faltered, this was his moment "All Might I wanted to-"

"No need to worry young Midoriya" Apparently he had gotten his name at some point, probably from his mother "It is already done" He grinned and proudly presented the notebook that Izuku was carrying on him, open to a page that had All Might's mighty signature magnificently scrawled across it. "Now, please excuse me I have to get back to my work, evil doesn't stop itself you know!"

As he started turning around Izuku managed to find his voice again "Wait!"

"Hm?" All Might turned back

"That's not what I wanted… I-" The words almost didn't come out, being swallowed up by nervousness and apprehension "I need to know"

"Know what my boy?" All Might smiled

"Please, can I be a hero?" He looked down, unable to watch his heroes reaction "I-I-I don't have a quirk but, I've always wanted to be a hero, I want to be just like-" Izuku looked up again "You…" His voice tapered off with All Might's expression. He wasn't smiling.

All Might sighed deeply "Midoriya… Son" Tears welled up in Izuku's eyes. No, this couldn't be happening. "Why do you want to be a hero?"

"It's me dream" Izuku wanted to scream, he wasn't stupid, he knew exactly where this conversation was going

All Might rand a hand through his hair "Dream?" he sighed "That's…" He seemed to be struggling with the words, understanding what he was about to say. "You can't hold onto dreams forever"

Izuku's breath hitched in his throat as All Might continued. "You may not have a quirk, but that doesn't mean that you can't help others, you can be a policeman or a fireman, there are plenty of fulfilling jobs in the world" His bleak expression didn't really reflect his words, but what neither of them were expecting was what Izuku said next.

"You mean the clean-up crew?" He didn't know where the words had come from and he certainly didn't expect the amount of disdain that seemd to be dripping off them

All Might reeled back slightly " No, I didn't-" He started

"But you did, didn't you" Izuku cut him off " because that's all they are, even support heroes are better than being one of them, the garbage men of the world!"

"Izuku!" His mother's shocked cry cut though the tense silence that surrounded them but Izuku wasn't done.

"But we're worse than that, aren't we?" He didn't really mean what he was saying, but he couldn't stop "We don't have anything, we're pushed down and trodden on; we're not the garbage men. WE'RE THE GARBAGE!"

The smile had all but disappeared from All Might's face, but what could he say? Even he knew the child was going through his distress, there was nothing he could say to cheer him up.

The silence was deafening, only the quiet drips of Izuku's tears hitting the floor and the buzzing of the lights above made any noise. Nobody moved; it seemed that they had even forgotten to breath.

And that's a wrap! I hope you enjoyed it, and I would like you all to know that I have absolutely no detailed plan for this, I've written down no ideas and no plot, I have nothing at all, just making this up as I go along.

I do of course have a vague idea of what I'm doing and where I'm going with this, but I'm not totally on top of it, that being said throw me any ideas you might have for weapons and tech, anything that seems smart. That being said, he won't be getting an iron man suit or force fields or anything.

Anyway, that's all. Updates will be infrequent and I'll (probably) see you next time!