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Chapter 1
Those words. those cruel, cruel words that a child should never hear in the age of powers.
"He is Quirkless."
Said with such an air of finality that a Dream and a happy life was destroyed, without a care in the world.
"Hay! Did you hear!? Deku has no Quirk!"
Friends turning their back on someone that was kind, caring, and would always give a helping hand.
"YOU CAN'T BE A HERO DEKU!"
Secrets that were kept, taken away from you because you were different, normal, not even valued.
"Oi the Quirkless freak has a crush!"- "Ew, I hope it's not me."- "could be another Freak!"
Being used when all you wanted was someone, Just one person not to judge you, because you lack one thing that everyone has.
"I can't stand another day with that freak, when finals are over I'm tossing him to the curbside . " - "HAHAHHAHAHA!"
The one time you let someone in, was the day you stopped letting them in.
"Hey the fucking freak gone mute."- "WHO CARES ABOUT FUCKING DEKU!"
A shell of a home that was once a place of Joy and happiness, is now a place of heartache and sorrow.
" We need to get rid of that filthy waste of life!" - "He's your son! You should be here and be a father! "- "I'm not his father! Where is the man that got you pregnant you whore!"
So much pain from just one. Little. WORD.
"quirkless." -"QUirkless." - "quirLESS!" - "qUriLeSS!" -"QUIRKLESS!"
"It's a good thing I took some engineering and programming classes online...not like anyone would help at school." mumbled a teen with unruly green hair with freckles dotting his plain looking face, his emerald innocent looking eyes were glued to the ground. he wore the traditional black gakuran with golden buttons; which was ironed with care and precision, he wore red high topped shoes and wore a big yellow backpack which was strapped to his shoulders filled with various school supplies.
He was walking down a busy sidewalk, pedestrians where passing him, some on their phones, going to work or school,some talking to friends. " reading about that abandoned beach with illegal dumping was great, it has computers, engines for some rea-." a loud *CRASH* interrupted his mumbles as he and others looked up ahead; or in some other cases, behind them. The teen's eyes shined with excitement. " It's a villain attack! " he cried with enthusiasm. He started to run towards the scene of the attack stopping once or twice at some crossroads till he saw a giant rat like man standing on an elevated railroad track.
The rat-man gave a large backswing to his opponent who avoided the hit. "GAAH! LEAVE ME ALONE!" he roared with aggravation. The teen stopped at a gathering crowd of spectators, "Wooow he's so huge! Oh, Kamui Woods is fighting him too." he said as the latter blocks a giant fist by expanding the wood of his gauntlets to make a large shield; He grunted when the punch connected, The rat-man was about to make a downwards punch as Kamui formed a square pillar of wood from his shield and hit the rat-man in the gut making him dropped to one knee and gripping the rail in pain.
"That was a new move." the teen said as he grabbed a notebook out of nowhere, a man with star like protrusions at his temples saw this. "You a fan or an informant." said the man with a rough voice. The teen looked at him and blushed a little. "N-No sir, i'm a Future Support designer for heros. I do this to get some ideas." he looked back at the fight as the rat-man swatted at the hero. The man hummed and looked back as well. "I hope you can help as much as you can." the teen looked back at him and gave him a bright smile. "T-Thank you sir."
Kamui jumped as the rat-man got up, he brought his right hand in front of him as small branches grew from his fingertips. " Illegal use of abilities during rush hour, including robbery and assault?" he threw his hand back as branches grew rapidly on his arm. "You're a disgrace!" he cried as he did a punched of branches.
"HE'S USING HIS SUPER MOVE !" the green haired teen yelled with excitement. " Preemptive binding.." the teen said. " LACQUERED CHAIN PRISON!" kamui yells as the branch- "CANYON CANNON!" Bellowed a large woman, as she kicked the rat-man's jaw, causing blood to erupt from his mouth. Everyone paused as she picked up a leg of the rat-man as a mock handshake. Multiple paparazzi members started to take pictures as she shook her ass. "Today's my debut! " she turned to look at the stunned crowd. " You can call me M.t. lady, Nice to make your Ass-quaintance." she winked.
The police started to clean up the scene. "That ... was something." the teen said out loud as he wrote about the new Heroine. "Y-yes it was." the man said with a small blush.
The teacher walks in with a medium stack of papers; organised by surname, and drops it down on the podium with a soft thud. " ok class here is your work application sheets to take the entrance exam of the various high schools." he looked over his class. "but~" he grabbed the stack and threw them in the air with a dreamy look. "Your all going to the hero course right?." the class roared with vigor, showing off their quirks except for two.
"yes , yes you all have wonderful quirks. But remember that quirk use is illegal in certain facilities." an ash blonde teen placed his legs on his desk. "Oi Teach! Don't lump me with these weak extras who'll have better luck being sidekicks to some D-lister. " he said with a sadistic smile. "We have great quirks Bakugo." a student yelled with frustration. "What makes you decide if wher-" "Keep shrieking like the Extras you are!" he roared still smiling. The teacher looked at a piece of paper. "That's right, Bakugo your heading to the U.A. hero cores correct?" the teacher said causing a round of admiration and more mockery as the teen declared his selfish and self-centered goals.
The teacher looked to find a certain students early application as the ash blond Laughed. " and Midoriya is aiming for the support course at U.A." he said looking at the score as the class fell silent. "the mock test for that one is mind boggling. And he got a perfect score." the class turned their heads to the shaking teen. The class burst out howling in laughter. "HAHAHA HE MUST HAV-" a sharp *Snap* was heard as everyone stopped in mid-motion, even Bakugo stopped; who was about to give a world of pain. " The test was monitored and checked for any ways of cheating." he looked at all his students with a look of disappointment. "He is one of the top graded students of the entire school." he drawled. "While the rest of you are only in the seventies to eighties." the students blushed and looked down in shame. "He is quirkless, yes. But he is smarter than any of you lazy bums." he said with satisfaction as he walked out as the bell rang.
"WHERE IS A HERO!" a bystander yells as a black tar-like organism controls a man with a white coat; who attempts to escape it's clutches, only to be pulled back in.
"HEL-MHP-OH NO YOU DON'T!" the tar formed a maw of teeth around the head, a single white eye formed on the right side, moving and looking around. "WHAT IS THAT THING." one yells as he runs away to find cover. "THERE'S NO END!" a man yells as he ducks a swinging tendril. "There is an end." a deep voice said calmly.
The bystanders stop and look at the one who spoke. "N-no way its-" The tar and it's captive stopped, the man frowned as the tar's smile widened. They Looked back and saw a powerful man with muscles stretching his clothes to near tearing, he carried a grocery bag in one hand, he had a smile on his face. The man took a few steps forward as the crowd parted. "FOR I AM-"
The school's final bell rang as the class packed up their things and started to leave. Midoriya was scrolling down on his phone. "WOW. that new Heroine got popular very quickly, and it looks like that incident is cleared up now." he thought as he put his phone away and - his journal was swiped from his desk. "DEKU! You dare pass a test without my say so." Bakugo said with a sneer as his lackeys trailed him. "Hay Bakugo, what's that. His diary or something?" lackey one said with an unkind smile. " Future support designs #6." the other lackey said with some amusement. "Why would they even take a Quirkless, worthless freak like you when they can have someone with a Mental quirk." Katsuki slapped the journal in between his hands with an explosion scorching the sides, Izuku looked on with shock.
Bakugo tossed it towards an open window, but before it could get there fully Midoriya rushed over and grabbed it; still smoking. Bakugo narrowed his eyes as his vicktem clutched the journal to his chest and backed away from the window. "Listen Deku." Bakugo said as he walked closer to Midoriya. " All Heros And Support designers show signs of greatness even as students, I'll be the first and only one from this shitty public school to become a hero." he placed a smoldering hand onto Midoriya's shoulder. "IN other words, DON'T go to U.A. Deku." he said with an evil smile with closed eyes.
"Not going to say anything? Haha." lackey one said. As he walked backwards. "He hasn't spoken in five years. I doubt it would be a whisper." lacky two said punching the other's shoulder lightly. Bakugo stopped at the door remembering something. "You know if you want a quirk so badly now to be worth something, take a swan dive off the roof and pray for one in your next life." he laughed maniacally as he walked off. Izuku stood their alone shaking and crying, holding on to his Journal tightly.
Walking down the street Midoriya started remembering happier times, when everything was normal, till the day he was designated as something that no one loves, only his mother seemed to care now.
Walking into a tunnel, he was so lost in his memories as the manhole cover was moved to the side with a loud shriek making him look back, and what he saw scared him. What made him shiver in fear was a man covered in a tar-like substance that pulsated, it covered the mouth, hands and torso with tendril like threads connected to each part.
But that wasn't the thing that made his heart stop, it wasn't the tendrils coiling and moving in a veiny chaotic dance. No, it was the maw, a maw with shiny jagged teeth that shined in the dall light of the tunnel. And the one eye staring at him with no visible pupil or socket that allowed it to function.
"Ah~" the maw moved as a deep calm voice echoed in the tunnel. "Sorry to scare you with my appearance." the "face" peeled away from the sides of the man." But this ill mannered human. Just wouldn't stop causing me trouble, so I knocked him out." more peeled away from the body parts it was attached to, slowly dropping the man face down on the pavement, but still attached by many small tendrils as the main body loomed over twisting and turning; trying to hold itself together.
Midoriya stood there, eyes wide and trembling in terror as the tendrils attached to the ceiling and floor making it crawl, slowly. "It's time to get me a better one. " as it finished it shot forward, dissolving the face; making itself into a black slimy bullet. Midoriya screamed in terror but was cut short as the slime covered him from head to toe swirling around him only a moment before closing in and sinking below the skin. When the process was done, izuku was unconscious; mouth and eyes wide open. His body started to collapse. But before any type of harm could be done, black tendrils shot from his shoulders stopping his descent, They slowly and safely rested Izuku to the pavement face up, then sinking back into his flesh as a giant man jumped out of the manhole.
"I HAVE! Arrived to a peculiar scene." he said as he looked around the tunnel. 'Wasn't there a tar quirk user?' the man thought, he saw the hostage and walked over. Bending down he placed two fingers to the man's neck, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Gaah" he looked up with surprise. looking around His eyes landed on a green haired teen sitting up with his elbows, then he started rubbing his eyes.
The burly man walked over cautiously to not startle the teen. "Ugh, our head hurts" the teen said using both hands now. The man quirked an eyebrow at the use of the word "our" being used instead of "my" in that sentence. "Are you well young civilian?" he said softly, or what he could manage do to his deep voice. The teen shot his head up in recognition and looked at the one who spoke. "Y-y- your" the teen stammered. The man smiled. "Yes it is I ALL MIGHT, YOUNG ONE!" he bellowed as he passed a hand over his V shaped hair.
The teen was vibrating with excitement, seeing the number one hero in person. he removed his backpack from his shoulders, digging around for a certain object. He pulled out a white composition journal and a pen, he looked at his hero. "Can y-you please Sign our journal." he asked, lifted the Items in question then paused. "Huh? Why did we say that?" he said softly. All Might took the journal and read what was on the cover. " Hero Analysis for the Future #13." he thought with a humm. Flipping through the pages, seeing profiles of Heros he works with and some new faces, filled with compressed handwriting and little notes pointing to several things. "Jesus. Thats a lot of notes, and this is the thirteenth?" he mused as he finally got to an empty page.
Signing the pages with his large Signature, he helped the boy up and gave him his journal back; still open to his Signature. The teen grabbed it with a blinding smile, All Might squinted his eyes. "Too bright." he thought. "You know." All Might started. "Those are really detailed notes you have their young one, are you going into the hero business by any chance?"
He saw the teen's smile dimmed slightly as he placed his journal back in its place. After a moment he looked up. "Yes, but We-" he paused with a Pensive expression and just Shrugged, Signaling to All Might he didn't know either and just rolled with it. "We wanted to be a pro Hero when we were younger. But our Quirk didn't show." All Might's shadowed eyes widened minutely. " I thought he had an analysis Quirk." he thought with absolute surprise.
"We held on to that dream for a long time." the teen pause then looked down at his still opened bag, pulling out a partly charred Journal, he looked at it for a moment then handed to his Hero.
All Might grabbed it delicately and noticed that he could smell the scent of burnt caramel. He looked at the title, "we found another way." All Might flipped through it gently and saw diagrams of various support items for many different heros; and to his amazement, Designs for officers, firefighters, civilians, ets. All radically different from one another, he duly noted that on each name there was a letter V then a series of numbers.
"We hope we can make it into U.A." the teen said with some hope. All Might closed the journal and gave it back. "What's your name young one? " He asked as he turned around and picked up the Hostage and placed him onto his shoulder.
The teen looked up in surprise." Our name is Midoriya Izuku." he said placing his bag on his back. All might walked to the tunnel's entrance holding on the man with his right hand. " Well young Midoriya, I'll be seeing you again when I'm done with a few preparations."
Izuku tilted his head in confusion. "Preparations? Preparations for what?" he asked with curiosity. All might kept walking. "That is a surprise for next time, young Midoriya." waving farewell he continued, "safe journeys for I mutts go deliver this man to a hospital!" he spoke while stretching his legs.
Izuku bowed. "Thank you All Might sir. " he said giving a smile to his idle. For only a moment he saw All Might turn back and gave him a thumbs up, then he was gone in a gust of wind.
"This is the greatest moment in our life!" izuku cried with joy as he walked out of the tunnel with a huge smile on his face.
"It's a good moment for me as well, Finally free from those sealed containers." izuku froze, then started looking around in a panic. "Who said that? " Izuku thought starting to remember a calm deep Voice coming from- "Ah~ you're starting to remember Midoriya, no need to panic." the Voice said in a calm and soothing manner.
"Where are you?! Who are you?!" Izuku yelled in absolute panic then suddenly felt his unease decreasing. "Serotonin isn't one of my personal favorite Chemicals, but I needed you to be calm." the Voice said as Izuku took a shaky breath in then exhaled, slumping a little. "Good. now for your questions, but in a different order." the voice paused then continued.
"I have no name, I've been called a parasite, a friend or an annoyance, but I've never been given a name in my entire life." hearing that, Izuku felt sad for the voice. "Don't be sad, it's perfectly normal for my kind." at that Izuku started to get curious but heard a joyful laugh, making him blush. "All in do time Midoriya, now as for Where I am, look at your right hand." Izuku quirked an eyebrow but complied.
His eyes widened as a blak slime started to Coalesce In his palm, some appearing on his forearm, climbing up to his hand. It seemed to form into a squashed ball then raised a bit; still connected by several smaller tendrils. it resembled a head and as if to hit the final nail, two milky white circles appeared then elongated on one side to its temples forming a hook.
The eyes blinked then lifted their gaze to a surprised Izuku. Then the "head" formed a jagged tooth smile. "I'm sure you figured it out by now." the same voice emanated from it's lips making izuku's eyes widen to the size of dinner plates. "Y-You're in O-o-ou" he couldn't finish the last phrase of that question, because he knew. "Yes." the head nodded to the answer "I'm within you Midoriya Izuku." it stated.
Izuku was silent for a moment. then he gave the most logical, and Mature reaction to the entire situation. His eyes rolled back to his head and he started to teeter backwards.
Four tendrils shot from his back, stopping his fall. "Oh joy, I've got another nervous wreck." the head mimicked the jester of rolling ti's eyes while placing their host down.
[A/n] FINALLY! It's done! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH! Where's my coffee I need to sleep. [ :( ] any who if you're reading this part, then you made it to my first fanfiction on this site! (the 2nd one but that one is shi-) Put down a review to tell me if it was good enough, Tell Me What I have to work on because I know I made several mistakes when writing this. And if you liked the story. follow me, but I warn you the wait is going to be Long. thanks for reading and have a wonderful day.
