The media has greatly improved over time, becoming able to get news out to the public within days, sometimes even hours. As fast as that is, it could never beat the gossip spreading preschoolers at Aldera Preschool, especially when it was about a quirk. Normally, quirk gossip is found out the next day after the kids show off their new powers, but the whole school already found out before morning homeroom, the day after a certain someone was diagnosed quirkless by Doctor Quirk. Before our green-haired boy even set foot in the school he was belittled by his classmates for not having a power. It happened everywhere. The lockers, hallway, and finally the classroom. His former friend, Katsuki Bakugo, made sure to put Midoriya in his place.

Looking back at those days, Izuku wished he had stopped talking to 'Kaachan', but he just couldn't. Even after all the burns and faint scars he received from following the living stick of dynamite, he still looked past the gad and found the heroic qualities he subtly processes.

Even now, in a middle school and 4 years later, Kaachan has decided to make it his goal to get 'Deku' to give up being a hero.

He earned the 'useless' title after trying to help Bakugo up from falling into a river, and Kaachan didn't appreciate being looked down on..

Not one bit.

The way Izuku saw it, if he was diagnosed by a regular doctor, then maybe the bullying would've been less frequent. When the walking bomb found out it was Doctor Quirk, life became a purgatory. Izuku fell into an unsightly routine. Wake up, go to school, get beat up, learn, get beat up, leave school, beat up, got home, sleep. There was a lot of crying, too. Way too much for an 8 year old. But Izuku kept trudging forward, trying to continue his path of being a hero.

It was tough. The comments always got to him, no matter how much he pushed them aside or tried to come up with ways to prove he could be a hero without power. Kaachan never liked that kind of thinking from Deku, so he would give him the harshest explosions to deter him from that path.

One day, after school, and after Katsuki stole and blew up one of Izuku's notebooks, something snapped. He had said just about everything he could think of to get Deku to stop being a hero.

Instead, he thought about how Deku would react to some... 'advice'... from someone with a powerful quirk.

So today, he decided to give Izuku a way he could get a quirk and become a hero.

He told him to find the tallest building he could;

And jump.

The face that appeared on Izuku's was priceless for the blonde bully, so he gave a free pass to 'Deku' and left him on his own.

Not without hurling the remnants of his notebook out the window.

( . . . )

Midoriya trudged home, hugging his wet and burnt notebook to his chest. All while leaving school, literally fishing his notebook out of a koi pond, to now, the advice still ringing in his head. The boy had had these thoughts before, but became horrified that this was where his mind was drifting off too, and pushed them deep down. Now that he heard someone telling him to do it, he couldn't stop of all the ways he could pull it off.

Besides, he was just a quirkless kid.

A nobody.

A Deku.

Nobody would care for the loss of a Deku.

He halted mid step in the underpass, realizing he had lied to himself. His mother still cared, and would definitely cry over his action. He kept walking, feeling a little better, but realized he could no longer move. No matter how much he willed his feet to move forward with the plan to live, he simply couldn't.

'It's that bad, huh?' He looked at his feet, feeling a weight pull him to the ground.

'Have I come to terms with dying?' The answer he got wasn't from himself, but from the ground pulling his feet backwards.

'Since when could he glide backwards through the air? He looked over his shoulder moments before becoming engulfed in a wall of slime and trash, and was swallowed whole.

'Oh, that explains a lot, actually.' He blinked once more, before fear and realization struck him, and he began thrashing about, trying to rip the slime from his body, but to no avail.

The slime spoke to him, but with his ears covered, he couldn't make out what it said. He simply stared into the green void with a single thought;

'Why am I okay with this?'

That thought was interrupted as a forceful gust of wind blew away the slime, and freed him from his prison.

The last thing he saw was a large fist and flowing blonde bunny ears, and a good feeling sprouting from his chest. That feeling was soon squashed at a frightening realization. While he would thank whoever had saved him, Izuku had a slight hope they wouldn't have.

( . . . )

"Wait, All Might, please just one question!" Midoriya shouted, running towards the Symbol of Peace. Even after just coming back to consciousness and seeing All Might, he pushed aside his fanboying to ask this life-defining question. The epitome of hope stopped his motions of jumping to turn back to the young man.

"Make it fast, Young Man. I must get this villain to the station and stop more crime!" He bellowed, sporting his signature smile.

Izuku stopped about 10 feet from the man of his dreams and asked the only thing he had on his mind.

"Could someone without a quirk still become a hero?" He asked, eyes closed facing the road. He didn't know what to expect, but decided if he didn't get an answer from All Might himself, he'd never the truth to his path.

"..." All Might was speechless at the young man. Sure, there were still quirkless kids being born, just at a very low rate. For him to be asked that question, he thought about himself, asking his mentor the same question. He was told he could, but All Might could tell, judging his body language, that this boy had had a rough life to get to where he was, being quirkless. So he stood with logic, but decided the best course of action to make sure the boy would have a good life.

"Young Man, to chase such a dream shows you have spirit and heart, both necessary qualities of a hero. However, missing the key part, being power to save the day, I have to say it's chasing a grave." All Might could see the boy deflate a bit, and knew this was coming, so he continued.

"You can be a hero, young man. But not one who fights villains. Doctors and policemen save lives all the time, even without power, and people still are grateful for their work."

Izuku was... Shocked, to say the least. For the number one hero to be saying this, He realized everyone was right. But with the pro heroes last words, he realized what he meant. He looked up at the man of muscle, and saw a face he'd never seen given to him. It was sparking determination in him. While All Might had destroyed his dream of being a pro hero, he sparked a possible new course of action for the boy. Before he could ask anything else, All Might said one more sentence that would stick to the boy.

"I will be looking forward to seeing what becomes of that spirit, boy!" With that, he launched into the sky, heading to the nearest police center to drop off the villain, then to begin searching for crime to stop.

They were so close. The main part of the mission was a success. To send Sludge to wreak havoc, take out some pros, then escape. What the force weren't expecting was for Sludge to encounter the child so soon and attempt to take his body over, leading to his capture. The Leader knew exactly who the boy was, and even more the hero who saved him.

"Well, that was an all time bust. Not only did we lose sludge, but we lost the kid." The Leader looked back at his right hand man, lurking in the shadows. Both were re-watching the footage that had been secured from a hidden camera placed at the underpass.

"Securing the files and blood samples from the hospital was difficult, tracking them a little more, but it seems the intel that All Might was coming to the city turned out to be true, and will be the largest hurdle to bypass." A dark, booming voice stated. They were so close, only for that damned All Might to ruin the perfect plan.

"We still have plan B." The shadowed underling stated.

"A plan that will move ahead of schedule. Prepare her, and send her alone. She has trained enough and is longing for blood lust. But remind her once again, the boy is to be brought alive."

"You know that won't fly with her or her superior."

The Leader thought for a second, before a grin that would put the devil in his place spread across his half-face.

"We have no plans for what becomes of his mother, correct?" He asked maniacally.

A similar grin spread across the man, with his glasses glinting with the low light coming from the monitor lights.

"We do not, sir"

Lets see what becomes of you, oh great Symbol of Peace. When the same boy you saved disappears from the world, lost to the darkness. The shadow continued to grin maniacally as he thought about more ways to bring down the pillar of hope himself. The same shadow that had haunted the Symbol, and the only shadow that could dampen that everlasting smile.

-:- 3. Beginning Of Something... Good -:-