When I got home and laid on my bed the magic of what the girl told me slowly vanished. What did she talk me into? I hadn't answered her yet but when she told me that I might be killed and that they would destroy what was left of my body so no evidence was left I was agreeing with her. Was I really this desperate to be a hero? Willing to throw everything away to be something like a hero? I opened my eyes. From every angle of my room All Might was staring at me. He has always been my hero, the Symbol of Peace. For the first time in my life I wondered if I was obsessed. Like, not just a huge fan, but like a person that actually needed help. I knew nearly everything about All Might. But what was I hoping? That I could meet him personally and he would give me his power? I had to laugh about just thinking about such a stupid Idea. A power like his wasn't something that you inherit. He was just lucky. Just like I had no luck with my quirk, he had all the luck. Somehow I was angry about that. Neither he nor I could change my situation but I was angry with him. Just for being the Poster Boy of all the things that came with quirks. Powers beyond what normal people like me were capable of, the heroes. I bet there were more things but those were the only I could think about. I stood up and locked my room.
"WHY ARE YOU EVERYTHING I CANT BE?", I screamed at the posters. I could hear my mom running to my room, trying to open my door but she couldn't prevent it. Cursing and screaming I laid waste to my room and destroyed everything with All Might that I could get my hands on. When I was finished I opened my door. My mom seemed concerned and that was an understatement. "Izuku, are you-" she looked over my shoulders and saw what I did to the room. She looked deep in my eyes and I could see tears for a moment before she pulled me to her and hugged me. What had the vigilantes done to me? They implanted a seed inside me that I couldn't rip out anymore. I started to cry too.
I didn't attend school for nearly a week. My mom told the school I was sick. Even though he was pissed as usual Kacchan brought me the homework. When he complained on the second day I grabbed his shoulder and looked him into his eyes. When he tried to look away I grabbed his head with my other hand. Of course he tried to blast himself out of this one but I didn't let go. Even when he set my shirt on fire and bruised my shoulder I didn't let go. "Bakugo Katsuki. Just this once hear me out. " He struggled a few seconds more before accepting I wouldn't let him go. "Ok.", he answered while still trying to avoid my eyes. "What would you do in my situation?" "W-what?" "What would you do if you were quirkless?" "Why would-" "JUST ANSWER ME YOU ASSHOLE. THE LAST TEN YEARS YOU GAVE ME SHIT FOR EVERYTHING. IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK THAT YOU JUST ANSWER TO ME LIKE YOU WOULD TO SOMEONE WITH A QUIRK YOU GODDAMN RACIST?" Shocked was a weak word for how he looked at me. "What did you-" " I sighed and let him go. "Just….just go." What has happened to me? I was emotionally unstable. But I couldn't stop it. Bakugo didn't move at all. "What happened to you?", he wanted to know, and for a brief moment I could again see how he was before he got his quirk. A kind person that believed in others, much better fit to be a hero than him now. "I grew up and realized that I will never be able to be a hero. And now I don't know what to do with my life. I just- I dreamed about it for so long and now... It's like everything I dreamed of and everything I wanted to be fell apart. I started crying again. "And who would I ask? You used to be my hero. Just like All Might. Maybe more because I knew you personally but still…." I shivered. "I have nothing to look forward too." Bakugo sat on the floor. Now eye to eye to me he looked my in my eyes. "If I hadn't a quirk I would still give my everything to try and be a hero. And if they don't accept me? Fuck them. I still suit up and beat the shit out of people who do wrong." He stood up. "Your homework is on your table." He offered help standing up. I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up. "And for you it's still Kacchan, Izuku."
(Kaachan and I didn't know that this day would end his hero career one day.)
3 PM Saturday I once again stood in the fitness centre. After thinking my name to be let in I stepped through the opened door. "Welcome to the- Are you OK? " She gave me a concerned look. "Just say what you have to." She seemed pretty confused about me being so pissed, but I still wasn't really sure how to feel about everything. "Well, uhm. Welcome to the NPO Civil Assistance. Let me-" she looked a little note ."Let me greet you. This day will change your life and the life of a lot of people. Please follow me." "Is this your first time?" Why was I this annoyed? "Y-yes, actually." Now I just felt bad. Was it Ok to still be Angry?
Note: I would have submitted this earlier but my PC deleted everything. :(
