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"Izuku woke up to the soft sound of rain on the roof of his family's cottage. "Please let that not be what I think it is." Izuku groaned as he rolled out of his bed, and walked over to his bedroom window. "Izuku, honey its time to get up, and do your chores." Izuku's mom yelled from downstairs. Izuku thought of all those storybooks he had read as a child, and wished for a second that something like that would happen, and save him from his mundane existence. "Of course that won't happen," Izuku berated himself, "not only am I too normal, its not even sunny outside, like in the stories.

"I'm on my way down!" He called back down to his mother. He quickly got dressed, and ran down the stairs to go outside, and get his chores done. He flew past his mom, who was making breakfast on the stove. " Do you think you could chop the wood first this morning? I'm almost o-" "You got it!" Izuku said, cutting off his mother, while practically sprinting out the door. "That boy." Inko thought with a smile. Within half an hour Izuku was back carrying a huge armful of wood. "Thank you, dear. Now its time to eat breakfast." Inko said while setting two plates down on their kitchen table. "I'll be ready to eat right after I finish feeding the animals." Izuku said with a grin before dashing out the front door. "Does that boy ever stop?" Inko wondered out loud, while shaking her head.

No more than 10 minutes later Izuku rushed inside dripping wet. "No breakfast for you until you dry yourself off, I don't want you catching a cold." Izuku's mother fussed "Okay, I'll be right back." Izuku said, kicking off his boots. Izuku returned shortly after with a fresh set of clothes. Inko took the food off the stove, and dished out food for Izuku, before filling her own plate. Izuku politely waited for his mother to sit down before he started to eat his food. "You know, Izuku, since you can't do any work outside, why not take a day off." Inko asked her son. "But mom, I was going to fix the wagon before we go to the market tomorrow." Izuku said while putting his empty plate into their sink. "You work so hard everyday, you deserve a day to rest. His mother said while looking at him with a worried look. Izuku sighed and thought for a minute before saying. "I'll fix the wagon until lunch then I'll take the rest of the day off." "I guess that will have to work." Inko said with a sigh. As Izuku walked out to go fix the wagon, Inko set to cleaning the dishes. "That poor boy had to grow up too fast." Inko lamented while scrubbing a dish. Inko's eyes misted as she thought of her late husband on his deathbed, while Izuku had sat in his crib. Izuku's father had been the one that took care of their family's farm. Izuku had been doing all of the work on their farm since he was seven. When Izuku was two his father became deathly sick. The doctor from the village nearest to them said that he would die in about two weeks. Inko had begged the doctor to try anything that might heal him, but the doctor had refused saying there was nothing that could be done. Shortly after Izuku's father had died, and Inko had to find a way to support her family. She found someone to teach her how to make clothes. She sold all but a small portion of her family's farm to support her while she was learning. Soon Inko became one of the best seamstresses in the kingdom. The farm fell into slight disrepair with no one to take care of it until Izuku was old enough to work the land. Izuku had had to learn from trial and error how to farm, but soon he could grow the the best crops around. Every month Inko would go to the village market, and sell whatever clothes she had made. Occasionally Izuku would be able to bring a load of fruits and vegetables that he had grown to sell at the market. Izuku's produce was by far one of the most welcome additions to the market. People would wait for hours by his mother's stall in hopes that he would have something to sell. Izuku, of course, never let his success go to his head. He was always humble when people praised him for his excellent crops. Inko loved their visits to the market, because it gave her a chance to talk to the other women in the village, and have a good time. Izuku, however did not get the chance to talk with the other kids his age. He was often bullied for not having a skill. Most people developed a skill around age seven. The skills most people had were various kinds of magic skills like his father's fire skill. Some skills, however, give the person extraordinary abilities with a certain weapon. Once Izuku had started growing his crops, everyone had that he had an agricultural skill, but it was soon discovered that he just grew really good crops.

Once it was clear that Izuku would never develop a skill his former friends shunned, and he was ostracized from anyone is own age. He never showed any hatred to the other kids, and they took advantage of that. There was one girl that never made fun of Izuku for not having a skill. Her name was Tsuyu Asui. Tsuyu lived with her mother i the castle and worked as a maid. Tsuyu and her mother would come to the market to buy clothes for the king and his family. Whike Inko and Tsuyu's mother would chat, Izuku and Tsuyu would talk about the king's children. The king had two children. One was a girl a little older than them who was Tsuyu's lady. Then there was a boy the same age as them. Tsuyu always had a new story of something awesome that the prince had done. The prince had a sword skill, but not just any sword skill. He had one of the most powerful sword skills anyone had ever seen. Inko's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. Inko walked over to the door, and opened it just a crack so that she could see who it was, but they couldn't get in. She looked out the door and immediately slammed the door close.

End of Chapter 1

Hey, my whole three readers! Hope you liked it! In case you were wondering I'm basing this off of the end credits sequence where they all fight the dragon. If things are barely canon its because they didn't give much to follow, so please forgive me. (I was gonna put this in the top, but I forgot) Anyway please leave a like or a comment. (Audrey and Abby, yours don't count cause you know me). bye!