"Would you be able to activate your quirk? We need to heal the rest of your injuries but were unable to because it deactivated before you reached the hospital."
Izuku feels himself freeze at the words. The hands that were still on his arms, rubbing up and down stopped, fingers tightening ever so slightly.
He can't speak, a small choked noise escapes his throat when he tries. His mother speaks for him instead.
"Sir, I'm sorry but Izuku he..." She trails off, unsure how to put it. "He doesn't have a quirk. He's quirkless." Her arms pulled him closer, the closest thing to a hug he can get while on the bed.
Visible confusion can be seen on Dr Iyasu's face, like he's just been told by someone that the sky was bright pink. "No, no, that can't be right." He shakes his head. "We have reports from people at the school and from the emergency vehicle about his quirk."
His mum continues to speak, but it washes over him like static. A quirk? Really?
Could that be why his back is hurting so much, while the rest of him isn't? There's no other way he could have gotten out of that unharmed...
The doctor said that it had deactivated so if he just...
Pain runs up and down his spine and he bites his lip so hard it bleeds. With a whimper, he feels something shifting in his back. His breathing picks up, the pain making him feel lightheaded.
'Oh my god is that it oh my god what the f-'
There's a sound like a piece of cloth being rustled and all of a sudden he is filled with painpainpain. He hears two shouts and hands are on his shoulders. He feels like he's carrying a backpack full of lead and it's tearing into him with sharp, jagged edges.
A sharp breath is all it takes to get him to pass out, Dr Iyasu having frantically called one of the nurses over for her quirk (she could emit a gas that knocked people out, good for panicked or frantic patients).
。・゚゚・ ~ ・゚゚・。
He wakes up again. At least it's different this time, he thinks sluggishly. Waking up last time hurt like a bitch.
Izuku feels heavy, like gravity's pull on him has all of a sudden gotten so much stronger. But surprisingly, he was pain-free. Nothing hurt at all.
He cracks an eye open, grateful that the lights have been dimmed. His mother is nowhere to be seen, but Dr Iyasu is standing in the corner. Izuku watches him for a while, green eyes trailing lazily after the man in the white coat as he walks around the room. Dr Iyasu turns and his face practically lights up, the brown eyes behind his glasses becoming a soft amber.
"Izuku! You gave us quite a scare, huh?" The doctor chuckles, stepping over to his bed. "Here," He holds out a small brown bag. "Something to eat while I go and fetch your mother. We have a lot to talk about."
As Izuku looks down at the bag, Dr Iyasu turns and goes out the door. He tears it open, the sight of the food inside making his stomach growl.
How long has it been since he last ate?
。・゚゚・ ~ ・゚゚・。
Izuku sits next to Inko as they face the three others. Dr Iyasu is there, along with two others. He sits with them, looking down to his knees as he fiddles with the edges of his hospital gown.
"Now, Izuku. I would like you to meet Dr Tomoko," He gestures to the lady on the left. She has light blonde hair. It shines underneath the light in here, like a glowing nightlight. "and Dr Kiyoko." He points to the other woman.
Dr Tomoko is the first to speak out of the two. "Hello Izuku, as Iyasu has said, my name is Tomoko. I work as a quirk specialist here." She nods at him, blue eyes meeting his own.
Dr Kiyoko is the next to introduce herself. After reciting her name, she moves on to why she is there with them. "I work as a nurse here, I'll be helping you to activate your quirk so Dr. Tomoko and Dr Iyasu can make sure you're all fixed up when you're released."
Directing his attention to Dr Tomoko, she presses a few fingers to the blonde's forehead. Together, the blue stains on the nurse's cheeks grow steadily darker as the eyes of the other turn a hot pink.
"With my quirk, I can activate another quirk," She explains, bringing her hand back to rest with the other in her lap. "It only works if someone is willing, though. They have to agree with me for my quirk to work, so nothing will happen if you don't want it to." The nurse smiles, the pure, kind-hearted warmth in her eyes setting him at ease.
Izuku nods slowly, somewhat more sure of himself than before. They turn to speak to his mother, but he's still included in the conversation.
Dr Kiyoko will be using her activation on him to get his quirk to show and the other two will be going over him, making sure everything is in order and putting together a profile for his quirk to be registered.
As the four adults talk, Izuku lets himself slip away. Everything has been happening so fast, he's had no time to deal with anything. He tried to kill himself, for fucks sake. But strangely, he feels... disconnected. Like there's a wall of thick glass separating him from acknowledging that what had happened actually happened to him.
A light touch to his shoulder brings him back to reality, his mother looking at him then pointedly looking over to the other three.
'Ah. I guess it's time then...' He takes a deep breath and nods in approval as Dr Kiyoko motions to use her quirk on him. The gentle press of silky soft fingertips to his forehead sends power rushing through his body. It burns pleasantly under his skin, coursing his veins and warming him like hot chocolate on a cold day. Something clicks into place, filling holes and healing aches he never knew he had.
Something flares bright and there's a loud crack, then two great big white wings are unfurling from the boys back. A sense of complete calmness blankets the room and green eyes slowly slide open from when they closed.
His eyes a green, but not completely as silver speckles are scattered throughout the dark green of his eyes. There's something strange lurking in the depths of his eyes. Something powerful, but not dangerous.
As he twists a wing around so he's able to see it, he marvels at their colour. Softly glowing feathers are thick and he digs his fingers into the warm mass. His mouth opens in a soundless breath as he traces the feathers. Pearly whites that end with a faint minty green, each feather has speckles of gold and silver that glint as they catch the light.
The four adults awaken from their stupor at the movement and then many things happen at once. Dark blue cheeks fade back to a pastel blue as Dr Kiyoko withdrawls her quirk, her job done. Dr Tomoko and Dr Iyasu advance, wanting to examine him and help.
The sudden approach of the two doesn't frighten him because somehow, he knows that they are good. Their intentions, their feelings, it's like their very soul is out on display for him to see. So, Izuku lets them come close, to brush tentative fingers against his feathers as he describes what he feels and the basics of his quirk. The knowledge comes to him naturally, as it came to a four-year-old when they first came into their own quirk.
The wings are heavy on his back, unused to the weight of extra appendages, but he feels lighter than ever. Because now he has a chance.
A chance at a better life, a chance to right all the wrongs. A chance at hope.
