Trauma changes you...

In this timeline, All Might never escaped the Press to talk to Izuku and thus he never got ALL FOR ONE... and so, without the support of All Might, the Trauma of the Attack, Bakugo's abuse and life in general, something in Izuku Midoria... snaps...

"11115 Yen a month for Martial arts, that's it? I spend more a month on All Might Memorabillia... " Happy, Izuku jotted down the news into his new notebook, titled PATH TO HEROICS FOR THE QUIRKLESS.

In this lovely new piece of work, he had spent the last hour jotting down every idea he could for one purpose and one purpose alone...

Making himself the best possible candidate to passing the U.A. Hero exam despite his lack of a Quirk.

Epihpanies were funny things, you never quite expected them to strike when they did. Izuku Midoriya was no exception to that, having a life changing epiphany on the worst day of his life, the day when not only his only and sort of ex best friend tried to get him to kill himself but his ex hero and idol All Might crushed his dreams... ANNNNND he was attacked and nearly killed by a Slimey villian. Really the day was a just a cluster of misery, it shouldn't have ended so great...

And yet it did.

Depressed and miserable, Izuku had decided to follow All Might's advice and looked into being a police officer, using his computer to do just that... well, after crying into his pillow for a good hour, tired of the world's cruelty...

Still, it was here, looking at the requirements that everything changed. Well not at first, at first he was just bumed out... According to the site he was on, he needed good grades, he needed to pass an extensive physical, manage to eventually pass a marksmanship test, and successfully prove he wasn't crazy through a mental exam.

Grades were easy, he was in the top of his class... 'Would do better if Bakugo wasn't so angry at me for doing better then him.' He couldn't help but think, shivering at the memories of so many beatdowns. What he didn't realize, and wouldn't until later, was how angry he was as the memories rose within him rather then fear and pain... how much resentment burned...

Looking down at his body, he had shivered once more. "I'm so skinny, there's no way I'd pass any sort of physical test. And I have bad anxiety, I know that... would it make me fail the mental exam?" He sighed, hating himself just a little more... hating his bullies for making his anxiety even worse.

Oddly it was when he tried to imagine himself learning to shoot a gun that everything changed... for a moment he saw himself dressed like Snipe, professional Hero and gunslinger. His mind, from years of analysing heroes and countless hours doing research, made a leap that he just never had before. "Wait, he uses guns and... and his Quirk just makes him control the movement of whatever he is shooting, but take away his guns and he is no different then any old person. He has to fight up close... like I would have to if I was a hero." His eyes widened. "And Midnight, if her Quirk fails then she has just her whips and whatever." Excitment over filled him. " How did I miss this, a lot of heroes rely on physical combat and support items, their quirks don't always work and when that happens they might as well be Quirkless like me. They have no super strength or invunerability or anything... they just have one extra tool. Gods, I'm so stupid, if I thought of this before I could have been training my body, learning parkour and martial arts and weapon skills... I could have made myself into something... "

He wanted to cry... but something stopped him...

Rage, he looked up and felt his tears dry up.

" I have ten months, I am smarter then Ka-no..." He stopped then, the words and pain from his crappy day burned within him and he came to another epiphany."... he... he told me I wouldn't even make it as a rent a cop, he tried to get me to kill myself... he isn't my friend. Thinking stuff like that is what would make me fail that mental exam." He took a deep breath. " Bakugo... his name is Bakugo and he is not my friend, he hasn't been... for a really, really long time. I have no friends... " Oddly that was actually comforting, admitting that fact, like the weight of the Lie had faded from him, leaving him clearer then he had been for years.

" I have ten months until the exams... I can't bring a gun, but learning to shoot would be a great skill. I can look up markmanship classes and take some classes on martial arts... but my body is weak...and how would we afford it..." he looked around, praying for inspiration, when he saw All Might's stupid face on his poster and a very dark thought hit him. "I could sell my stuff on ebay... like it or not, you are going to pay for my succecss All Might and I will show you how wrong you were. You'll pay for my classes, my weapons, my life... you destroyed my dreams, and for what, to stroke the ego of all of your Quirkless bastards, blessed by nature! No... this is my time and I will succeed..."

He smiled and felt more weight lift off of him as for once, once, he took a long look at himself and realized he liked what he saw.

" I am smart, good at analyzing and research, know a lot of hero facts and I am brave... those heroes were wrong,... I will prove them all...all of them wrong." He turned to his computer, laughing loudly. "And here is where I start my journey, Quirks mean nothing if I have access to the Internet, I can look up what I need to make my body strong with or without money, and how to be prepare myself for U.A."

And so began his research, eagerly scribing in his new notebook, ready to forge his destiny a new.

He came up with a great many things, plans ontop of plans, ideas that he hoped would forge him into an unstoppable candidates.

"Okay... I need to bolster my body... strength training, stamina is a serious issues... taking combat lessons would be a big bolster to my physical health as it is, I have to take it carefully so I don't damage my body, all of these articles say that. Parkour would be good for that, and it would help with training in the Urban jungle since I can't fly, but it would be really risky if I screw up... maybe I should take some lessons on first aide... yeah, that would be good for hero work too, rescue style... I want to do it all, so that is kind of a must.

I need to change my diet too, Mom wouldn't mind that. I can buy some protien shakes and powder if I need too...I don't trust Mom to support me wholy in this, she never really beleived I could be a hero, another person to prove myself too I guess... even if she means well.

Muy Thai and Judo would be best for me, they both are great for short guys like me. Judo is the only one offered in my area, but I can teach myself some other things if I have too. Would be kind of fun to flip Bakugo like in one of these videos... they would be great for defense and capture, throws can be so effective, I don't have to be strong when gravity does the work for me,... still, I should also look into boxing... the judo classes are held a gym, maybe I can practice boxing too there, at least get good at throwing punches and kicks... yeah, and they mentioned a pool, swimming is a great fully body workout, so that would be great for me, plus I know no one in school goes there, it would be perfect for me to get practice and get good.

Marksmanship would be harder to justify to mom though... I can lie to her about the other stuff, tell her it's for self defense since she knows about my bullies. Not that that's made anything better..." he growled a little, maybe for the first time realizing his mom wasn't exactally the most... helpful of people no matter how much she loved him. "Still, I could tell her I was considering being a cop and wanted to practice... it wouldn't be a total lie anyway... I did consider it for a moment there...

I guess the last thing I need is to study strategy and tactics since I need to be as prepared as possible and I really need to take advantage of my brain since it's my best tool right now... and...I need a weapon. I mean I have no Quirk, so I need an edge. Something drastic against big Quirks like Bakugos... but what? I have time to make something... I mean I am allowed to submit a support weapon for the U.A. Practical, I could figure something out... something drastic. That can wait though, I am already taking on so much... Yeah, I think this is good... "

Happy, he stood, only for two more epiphanies to crash into him. One was so wicked it made him chuckle, darker then he intended. "Maybe I should make strategies to beak Bakugo, since there is no way he isn't making it into U.A... sigh... and maybe I should prepare in case U.A. is more biased then I think. I wonder if Analysis would get me into the Support Course? That would be something I guess... okay... I have my work ahead of me. Time to get started... first step, start taking down my All Might stuff. I need the cash... and frankly, I am tired of looking at his stupid face."

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It was oddly easy to get his mom to agree to everything, even the Marksman classes... after convincing her, to his actual shock, that he wasn't planning on being a school shooter. That was actually painful to have to convince her of, he had to promise to only rent out Guns at the local range and never carry one until he was an adult, even at their apartment. He agreed to that, to her relief... he was a little pissed she would assume that, and that she was so happy to see him considering another career. It felt... condescending, no matter how good the place it came from was.

As for the Gym membership and Judo lessons, which was actually rather cheap at about 16000 yen for the two combined, she literally jumped at that, happy for him to have a safer hobby. They chose the most expensive lessons, which were three days a week for two hours a pop from five to seven MWF. He would be working out the rest of the week with Sundays as his day off to do what he wanted... he chose to use that as his shooting day, since they could only afford one day a week for him to learn that particular skill. It wouldn't make him amazing by the time he got into U.A., but it would give him enough skill to build off of if he made guns a normal thing for his hero work.

He had also chosen to use Sundays as his planning days and his study days. To go over old footage of Hero battles and see what he could learn on a more practical level, evaluate what the hero or villain could have done better and so on. He also planned on studying all he could to get into the Support department for his backup. After a little study, he learned it was a lot more then just building things, Analysis was actually a part of it and that helped him a lot. Still he would study weapons and tools to make his dreams as possible as they could become.

Perhaps most effective however would be his choice to see if he could test out of English at U.A. He was fluent thanks to the countless All Might Interviews he had watched over the years, so it would be redundant. If he could test out, then he could use that class to work out or whatever... or maybe do support stuff alongside hero work? Who knew, he had no idea what U.A. allowed.

He was prepared and he would make this future his...

One step at a time...

Chapter end, tell me what you think in the reviews.

I love this story idea, I love the blank slate idea... I love him actually earning everything...

Love, your Ninja Overlord,

Mika.