So yeah I couldn't keep myself from posting this. Sue me for making three or four ongoing stories. My fault for making such a huge mistake aside I do hope you like it. Just like before I will avoid using the honorific as I feel like I will mess it up if I did.
Also since so many of this keeps happening I'm on my phone typing this.
Disclaimer: My Hero Academia (Boku no Hīrō Akademia) is not owned by me. That much certain. It is owned by Horikoshi Kōhei. Please support the official release.
Quirks are such amazing things. Two hundred years ago they appeared with boy glowing brightly. The world was changed and soon the majority of the population had one. Some of which were mundane, and others that were simply amazing. Yet, there were some that had no Quirk at all.
For one young girl, this was the worse thing to hear. Her dreams of being a hero were shattered. The universe seemed to love to torment her as not soon after something happened and with it, Izuka Midoriya was now fighting for her life.
Yet, sometimes fate has a funny way of helping us.
The muted hospital tv talked about the latest villain attack. It was this very same attack that left four-year-old Izuka Midoriya close to death's door in the hospital. Inko her mother had fallen asleep or unconscious crying as the doors told her the news.
They didn't think the young girl was going to make it. The best they could do was make her comfortable as she passed on. Hearing this Inko world felt like it had shattered. She didn't want to lose her daughter but the doctors did everything they could think of. With sympathy on there faces they had allowed Inko to spend one last night with her daughter.
Suddenly the tv was turned off. The remote falling on a table as someone looked at the fallen girl. The figure spoke with a hint of a regal tone to their feminine voice. "You fool risking yourself for me."
The lady in question was the reason Izuka was in this state. The girl pushed her out of the way when the villain started attacking at random citizens. She looked at the report listed on the front of her bed. "Izuka Midoriya?" So that was her name, "Age four, blood-type, Quirk…" This was a surprise to read. "Quirkless?"
A rarity with humans in this day and age. For the last two hundred years, it seems that Quirks were positioned to become the norm. Yet after a while, it was clear that normal humans would still exist if only as a minority. The phase normal humans was such an archaic term. When over eighty percent of humanity had a Quirk they got to decide what was normal.
Still, this did change things for her. Fate deeply had felt her a terrible hand. At least as far as this society was concerned. 'Yet, it seems this is a blessing in disguise.'
The lady was indebted to the child. Even if she refused to admit it. The least she could do was save her life. Placing her hand on her green-hair the woman looked at her. "I owe you a debt and I hate not being able to repay my debts."
Her sharp nails were stabbed into the palm of her hands drawing blood. Removing her breathing mask a few drops fell into Izuka's mouth before she placed the mask back on. The woman finished with a kiss to her forehead. "At least in this world, such a change wouldn't get you ostracized or worse."
The woman turned to Inko who slept. The lady placed a hand on her shoulder for a moment. If the child's actions were anything to go by then she had raised her daughter well. A smile formed as she turned and walked out of the room and the building without a word.
In the pale moonlight, a figure was seen flying from the hospital. Few got a good look at it. They only saw a vaguely woman shaped figure fly overhead.
The few drops of blood that Izuka had unknowingly ingested broke apart long before hitting her stomach. Almost like virus something within them spread to each cell in her body. If any doctors could see this they actually would liken this to a virus. Each cell was slowly being rewritten at a genetic level. As it did so the injured cells seem to regenerate the wounds closed, broken bones set, and blood returned to normal levels.
Yet, Izuka's body knew this was a foreign invader. It tried to fight it off. No matter what it did, however, the body could do literally nothing as piece by piece it's was altered by this infection. At least until it reached a certain genetic sequence. While not known to many professionals Quirks come in both dominant and recessive, like any genetic sequence. Because of this, people with no Quirk could have recessive Quirks that only their children could inherit.
As her genetic code was being rewritten completely by a foreign invader eventually the sequence holding the Quirk back was rewritten away. At that moment a genetic war seem to happen as the newly active Quirk 'fought back the infection. The infection responded and fought as well. By an hour after all of this, it seemed that the two had just somehow merged together in a sense. Yet, in the end, the infection was stopped with Izuka permanently changed.
For better or worse the girl that had entered the hospital had died, in a sense, and was reborn, again in a sense, into something else. Whether or not the change was wanted it wasn't clear. For the girl in question, however, it was the only reason she was still with the land of the living.
When Izuka made a surprising recovery the doctors were at a loss for how. The first thing they did was run a DNA test. Inko and Izuka looked at the doctor who had the results. "Well, kid it seems your Quirk saved your life…" He was unsure as he read the results, "At least that's what we think."
"Wait didn't the Quirk specialist say that my little girl wouldn't have a Quirk?" Inko winced as she realized it was too soon to open that wound. The doctor for his part let out a sigh.
The name listed was of an older doctor. Likely close to retirement and as such probably didn't do all the right tests. "Yes, well Izuka only had an x-ray of her toe and while that is extremely accurate there have been instances where one with the joint developed a Quirk." Looking up from his clipboard he decided he was going to need to resend a medical report. "Mind you these are extreme instances usually believed to be due to some kind of genetic damage or a mutation that shut off whatever was blocking it from developing in the first place."
Inko was worried when she heard the words genetic damage coming out from the doctor's mouth. "Will my daughter be ok?"
A shrug came from the doctor. "She's perfectly healthy despite what has been done to her and while the changes are rather extreme I don't think anything bad has come of it."
What the doctor didn't tell them was just how extreme it was. Over half of her DNA was altered to an extreme degree. Mutation Quirks were known to change DNA in rather extreme ways, yes but it was usually limited. This was just beyond any of that. Medically speaking seeing as Izuka wasn't a mess of mutations, and looked like a normal person was a miracle.
Young Izuka couldn't care less. She was too fixated on the fact she had a Quirk. Her dream of being a hero was now possible. At that moment she sent a thought, almost a pray to whatever had made this miracle happen. 'Thank you!'
Despite telling everyone she had a Quirk the fact that she didn't seem to develop it caused some to question it. Puberty, however, was when things seemed to change. She developed faster than the other girls in class for starters. Then when she was twelve years old it happened.
By complete accident her Quirk active. At least that's what Izuka told herself. When she stared back at the image of herself a voice in her mind told her one word. 'Succubus.'
Some part of her knew she should look it up. Yet, she denied doing so. Some part of her mind refused to do so. After that, they saw a new specialist. After a few years, her Quirk which was listed as unspecified mutation was relisted as a hybrid Mutation-Transformation. The reasoning being that while she could change forms with it her body seemed to default to the new form, not unlike a mutation.
That registry was thrown out the window a year later. Small flames formed on her arms almost at will. This was followed by the ability to pull flame to her. It was a rare case for a Quirk to be a hybrid of three Quirk-types. Yet, this brought a feeling of unease to Izuka. The thirteen-year-old girl walked through the park as she thought about it.
'Succubus.' The small voice in her head spoke. That voice nagged at her for the last year. She was tempted to take out her phone and look it up just to stop it.
Taking a seat on the bench she pulled it out and just before she typed in the word she canceled it. Izuka let out a sigh as she stopped herself yet again. "I thought having a Quirk would be everything."
She almost jumped out of her seat when she heard a voice. "Well, that didn't stop you from helping me." Izuka turned being treated with yellow eyes of someone who she was strangely familiar with. The lady pushed her raven black hair out of her face. "Though that was about ten years ago."
Izuka surprisingly remembered her. It was a day after learning she was Quirkless, or at least was. She had pushed her out of the way and took an attack aimed at her. "I-i-it was n-nothing really."
The woman took a set next to her as she looked at her. Truthfully she had shadowed Izuka on occasion. While she could have just left her to her own devices she figured she at least could take a look. After a while, a decision was made. "So you were talking about your Quirk, you won't mind me asking what is it?"
"Oh, you see it's a hybrid." Izuka didn't feel like discussing it.
The woman for her part already knew what the 'Quirk' really was. The process had been stopped at around the halfway point but as it stood it was dominant enough that it didn't matter. "Really? Hybrid Quirks tend to be rather powerful." A questioning look filled her face as she stared into Izuka eyes. "I'm guessing you're thinking of becoming a hero?"
It was her life's dream. To become a hero like All Might. A small part of her had doubts about it. That small part had only grown as the voice appeared. "Yeah,"
The lady gave Izuka a smile before handing her something. It was a pendant with a red gem curved into a strange symbol. "Consider it a good luck charm and a thank you for saving me." She placed a hand on Izuka's shoulder. "Listen whatever problems you seem to be having with your Quirk shouldn't consume you," A smile formed on her face as she stood up. "You are yourself after all and so what are you going to write as your story to the world?"
Izuka looked at the pendant as a smile formed on her face. She knew what she wanted to write to the world. Looking up she gave the woman an answer. "I want to be a hero that people can look up too." Izuka blinked realizing she was just gone. "I guess she left." Looking at the pendant for a few second Izuka finally decided to put it on letting the gem rest just an over her breasts.
From that day on the voice in her head ceased talking to her. It was soon forgotten as Izuka moved forward with herself and her Quirk. But still, some part buried deep within her mind knew something was up about her. That something would eventually come out. For better or worse.
irst thing real quick. I know the rating is T not M. Well, that can be explained as I don't want to focus on the whole common thing with Succubi. One story I liked did and became kind of a mess. Plus I avoided it with my Hybrid of Fate story (which I admit has Terrible writing compared to now) so I can do so again!
Oh and no Succubi in this story are different from the ones in my other. I never liked using one templet. Izuka in this is also rather different from the avenge one of this story. For one, she's a hybrid, and two technically it' been absorbed by/has absorbed her dormant Quirk.
As you can guess some things well change another stay the same we all know this. Oh, and before anyone asks on relationships, I'll cross that bridge when I get a few chapters in but tell me who you want. All questions will be answered in the next chapter.
Cya all later have a great day.