Chapter 01: A start
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"You better give up that dream kid, you are quirkless. You can't be a Hero."
"I-I'm s-sorry Izuku!"
"Fucking Deku, get out of my way!"
Izuku woke up with a start, his breathing irregular. He closed his eyes as he saw the time on his phone. 'Five in the morning… another nightmare.' He sighed as he got up and changed into his exercise clothes. Might as well work out a little.
As he did push-ups he thought back on his life. Ever since he had memory he wanted to be a hero. Someone who helps everyone, who saves people, who can protect. But then he was told he was quirkless… but he didn't give up. He started analyzing quirks and heroes. Finding their weaknesses and how to help them account for them. He started exercising and studying. If he didn't have a quirk then he would work hard to become the first quirkless Hero.
But as he grew up… he started seeing how wide the gap was. His own best friend grew by leaps and bounds leaving him behind… and turning on him. Kaach- Bakugou had an amazing quirk and everyone praised him for it. Naturally, he began to believe more and more that he was the strongest… and in a way he was. But he used his strength for the wrong things.
Instead of protecting the weak he started bullying them. His temper flared up every time someone showed him up and he started getting into more and more fights. What frustrated Izuku the most was that he couldn't stop him and make him see the error of his way. Every time Izuku saw him bullying someone he intervened. He saved the victim… at the cost of becoming the victim himself.
Bakugou was especially vicious when he saw Izuku. The mere thought of mere Deku thinking he could help someone must infuriate him because he unleashed a lot of his pent-up anger on him. He was careful to never target his face with explosions. Wouldn't want people asking questions. 'Like anyone would punish someone with such a strong qui-' Izuku caught himself and he slapped his face.
No use thinking about that stuff.
Izuku sighed as he finished the work out he could do in his room. He walked out into the hallway after getting his phone and heard his mother waking up. He went to the entrance of their apartment and put on his red sneakers to go out on a jog.
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"Good morning Izuku!" His mother smiled at him as she set the table for their breakfast. It was around six thirty and he felt energized. He liked working out… it made him feel… not weak.
"Hi mom." Izuku smiled warmly at her as he helped her. After she sat at the table he sat down and began eating. His mother's cooking was always the best.
"How was your morning run?" She asked. Ever since he was twelve he was allowed to run along a previously agreed route alone.
"It was fine. Helped the old man at the ramen stand open his store." Izuku smiled at the memory of the old man thanking him.
"That's nice." And the room fell into an awkward silence. Izuku wasn't the best talker (except when it was quirk talk) and his mother didn't really know how to talk to him.
That was something he had caught on early on in his life. At first he attributed it to him being quirkless… but then he stomped down on that thought. His mother loved him, quirk or not. Then he attributed to… his father's disappearance. He never remembered interacting with him… like at all. His mother always told him he worked out of the country, where his fire quirk was needed… but he sometimes heard her cry out his father's name in the death of night.
Ever since then he saw how she would flinch whenever he did something that reminded her of his father… so he would stop doing those things. From what little photos and videos of him he could find he was an awkward and stuttering man. So Izuku just… stopped acting like that in front of his mom. He saw an improvement in her so he kept going, putting on a confident and strong façade in front of her.
"Thanks for the breakfast mom." He smiled at her while closing his eyes. He picked up his dishes and washed them to then walk to his room, stopping just before leaving the dining room. All this reminiscing was messing a little with him. "I love you mom."
"I love you too Izuku." He heard his mother say as he went to his room.
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The day went on from there. He showered and got ready for school. After saying his goodbyes to his mother he went out.
On the way to school he watched a villain attack with Kamui Woods almost defeating him until a new hero, Mount Lady, took the win, proudly (?) doing a lewd pose as she waved at her new fans. Izuku simply wrote his notes on the fight and the quirks he saw. He didn't really like the way Mount Lady appeared only at the end of the fight… like she was waiting so she could defeat the villain.
Class passed by like usual that day. He ignored the mocking words and taunts as he focused on his studies and his note-taking.
Now they were in homeroom, with their teacher telling them about what high school they would attend.
"… but who am I kidding!?" He heard the teacher exclaim as he threw the printouts away. "You are all going to apply to the Hero Course anyways!"
Izuku watched as the class exploded into cheers with people displaying their quirks in public. He withdrew himself on his seat.
"Yes, yes, you all have amazing quirks…" Izuku let the teacher talk without paying attention. He simply reflected on the school he chose. U.A. was the only school which accepted quirkless people on the Hero Course… the only problem was that no quirkless person managed to get in. They either failed the practical test or they flat-out didn't even risk it. Eighty percent of quirkless people didn't even reach thirty years old.
'Am I going to end up being part of that eighty percent?'
"Ah yes, Midoriya also is going to apply to U.A." He heard his teacher speak and the class falling into laughter.
It ended when they heard an explosion.
"DEKU!" He heard Kaa- Bakugou yell at him as he walked up to his desk. "What do you think you are doing thinking about applying to U.A.!?"
Izuku looked at Bakugou and gulped. "I-I plan on f-following my dream. I-I'll be a Hero… e-even if I'm quirkless." He managed to say.
"DEKU!" Bakugou was about to lunge at him when his teacher intervened.
"Now, now, don't do this. Bakugou, you know you can't use your quirk in public like that. And you Midoriya, stop provoking Bakugou like that." Izuku sighed and nodded. No use trying to defend himself. He learned early that people would just sweep anything Bakugou did under the rug. Can't have someone with such a strong quirk not be a Hero.
As the bell rang the end of class he started putting his stuff into his bag. He sighed as he saw Bakugou walking over to him.
"What is this shit Deku!? 'Hero analysis for the future'? What future does someone like you have?"
"B-Bakugou-san… p-please stop." Izuku sighed as his pleas fell into deaf ears as Bakugou laughed and blasted his notebook. Could the day get any worse?"
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"Sorry kid. It's fine to dream, but you have to be realistic. You can't be a Hero without a quirk." The skeletal man All Might turned out to be told him with a grimace.
Turns out the day did get worse.
Wanting to go home as soon as possible to back up his partially scorched notebook he walked through a tunnel… when a Sludge villain attacked him. Luckily he was saved by All Might! The Number One Hero! The Symbol of Peace! He even gave him his autograph!
Wanting to ask him THE question he latched onto him as he jumped, only for them to land on a rooftop and for Izuku to learn about All Might's secret.
Then Izuku asked if he could become a Hero without a quirk.
"I-I see." Izuku said quietly, struggling to not cry.
"Anyways, be more careful in the future kid, goodbye." All Might said before walking out through the entrance.
Izuku sank to his knees and struggled not to cry. Then he stopped struggling.
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After he managed to stop his tears he walked out of the building, slowly, trying to appear as if he didn't exist.
Then he heard the explosions at the next street.
Turns out there was a villain attack.
He pushed his way through the crowd and surveyed the situation. Apparently a villain took over the body of a middle schooler and the Heroes couldn't do anything. He saw Kamui Woods, Death Arms, Mount Lady and Backdraft on standby… at least Kamui Woods and Backdraft were doing something by making a barrier and putting out what fires they could. He surveyed the crowd and saw All Might on his skeletal form looking without doing anything.
He looked at the villain and felt his heart stop. It was the Sludge villain. 'He must have fallen off when I attached myself to All Might.' This was his fault. He debated running away when he saw the sandy blonde hair of the body the Sludge villain tried to snatch.
His worst fears were confirmed when he saw the scared look on Bakugou's face.
The Heroes weren't doing anything. All Might wasn't doing anything.
Izuku moved.
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Katsuki Bakugou was having a shitty afternoon. After hearing fucking Deku think he even had a chance of becoming a Hero he was infuriated. That fucker had gotten in his way all his life.
If that wasn't enough a fucking villain attacked him and he couldn't do anything about it as the fucker had almost taking completely over his body and used it to attack the streets of Musutafu. The Heroes weren't doing jack shit and he was starting to lose consciousness.
And then… He came running at him.
Fucking Deku threw his backpack at the villain, giving him enough of a chance to get close to him and claw at the part of the villain which contained his face, letting him breathe.
"What the fuck are you doing Deku!?" He yelled at him.
"Y-you looked like you n-needed help." Deku stuttered as he clawed away at the Sludge villain. "And even if it kills me… I WILL SAVE YOU WITH MY DYING WILL!"
Katsuki saw Deku's eyes turn to an orange color as an orange flame appeared on his forehead.
Then he felt pleasantly warm.
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A white haired man with glasses looked as the new Sky ran towards TNT Boy. 'Reborn will want to see this.' He knocked on the table he was sitting while he ate ramen.
"What do you want Kawahira?" A man in a black suit with orange details appeared sitting in front of him.
"A new Sky appeared… the last of Tsunayoshi-kun's descendants has finally awakened that ancient power." He smiled as he felt Reborn tense up.
"What… did you say?" Kawahira pointed at the TV he was watching and Reborn looked at it, seeing the boy awaken his Dying Will Flames. He made a point of looking away as he saw Reborn's eyes shine a little. He smiled internally. Reborn had always had a soft spot for Tsunayoshi Sawada. "I see. I believe I have a new student now."
"Remember that this society is not the same one Tsunayoshi-kun grew up in."
"I know… I'll have to teach him the Vongola pride."
"You do that." Kawahira got up from the table, leaving a really generous tip alongside the money for the ramen. "I'll take care of the interruption." He walked a step and found himself in an alleyway, walking in front of a skeletal blond man. "Good evening All Might."
All Might instantly got on guard. "How do you know that?"
"I know a lot of things." Kawahira smiled charmingly at him. "I know you plan on making young Izuku your successor." He smiled cruelly as he felt All Might stiffen. "And I know how much he cried after you broke his dream." His smile fell as he looked at the blond man in the eyes. "I've been watching that boy for a long time All Might, it's the least I can do for his ancestor, and as such I can't let you ruin his potential with One for All."
All Might buffed up. "What do you mean?"
"What the boy has… you can't train, only someone with experience on that field can train him to his fullest potential. One for All will only hinder him." Kawahira grinned at him once more. "You should give it to Mirio Togata, he'll be able to use it better than Izuku."
"Do you work for All for One?" All Might prepared to lunge at him.
"Nope, I don't work with brats." Kawahira laughed a little at seeing All Might deflate in surprise. "All for One is nothing compared to my powers. But anyways, just stay clear from young Izuku and we'll have no trouble." And with that Kawahira walked away, thinking of the future. It should be fun.
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Izuku was walking to his house after being scolded by the heroes who did nothing. He felt frustrated. They complimented Bakugou's quirk and even gave him their business cards for when he graduated from U.A. because of course they would assume he would.
He sighed. Thinking like that would get him nowhe-
A miniscule sound from an alley made him jump back. A man in a black suit with orange details walked out of the alley. Izuku could feel the sheer danger he exuded so he got on guard as he looked for escape routes.
"Good, your instincts are working." The man said. His sideburns were curled up in little spirals. "My name is Reborn."
"I-"
"Izuku Midoriya." Izuku's mouth snapped shut as his eyes widened. "Tell me… do you want to be a Hero?"
Izuku looked at him in the eyes, expecting to find killing intent. Instead he found… gentleness and regret?
Against his better judgement he decided to reply. "More than anything in the world… it's my dream… but everyone says I can't."
"Well, then they are wrong." The man smirked at him as Izuku's eyes teared up. "Izuku Midoriya, you can be a Hero."
Izuku Midoriya cried for the second time that day… only this time out of happiness.
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So… uh… yeah.
I wrote this because I was feeling an itch to write something… but after watching RWBY Volume 7 I was done with that franchise. It wasn't even that bad… it was just boring… I didn't want anything to do with it anymore… so I went to greener pastures.
To anyone who liked my RWBY works… I'm sorry but I don't think I'll revisit them… and I hope you'll stick around for the ride… if not… then good luck. I don't fault you for choosing to not follow me or my works anymore. I understand.
For those who decide to stay and those who have just found out about me… I hope you like my style.
Anyways, with hopes for the future I just say… thanks for reading.