All men are not created equal, this was a lesson I learned when I was 4.

See, hundreds of years ago powers started emerging in the population, nobody knows how it was started, but thats how the world is now. When I was 4 I was suppose to develop a Quirk like the rest of the world, but it turns out 1 in 5 people are quirkless, So I didnt get my Moms attraction of Small Objects or my fathers Fire Breathing

My dad is a Archeologist and so he travels the world find artifacts and sending mom and me money, and small souveniers.

I was devestated until I was 8 years old, one day Dad came home in a hurry, bringing along his friend who I was just suppose to call Uncle Tohru, and a bag of items.

My Name is Izuku Midoriya and this is the story of how I became the Pro Hero: Shadow Dragon

"Hisashi, what are you doing home now?" Inko Midoriya asked her husband as he and a very old and tall man rushed into the apartment.

"Hi Inko, I just need to drop something off, hide it actually, and wanted to see you and Izuku before I had to leave Japan again." He said quickly, kissing her on the forehead. "You know Uncle Tohru." he gestured to the tall man.

"Greetings Midoriya-San" The old bowed as Hisashi looked for Izuku as Inko greeted the man most refered to as Uncle

"Where is Izuku?" Hisashi asked, Inko could see a worried look on his face. "I have a gift for him, one that will change everything."

"School ended recently, so he should be home soon." She said looking at the front door as it opened to a small green haired child.

"DAD!" the green haired child launched himself at his father and hugged him around the waist. "What are you doing home?"

"Im here to see your mom and you, and Uncle Tohru and I are going to give you a gift, one that will make up for everything that happened 4 years ago."

"Dad, nothing can make up for me being quirkless." Izuku told his father with tears in his eyes.

"Izuku, Uncle Tohru and I have recently found some objects from when Uncle was younger, and we are going to give them to you, they can act as your quirk." Hisashi told his son. "If your mom will let us give you these gifts that is."

Izuku quickly turned to his mom. "Oh please Mom? I want to stop being the weird quirkless kid!" He begged his mom flat out crying at this point. She quickly caved and gave her permission.

"Izuku, come with us, and we will give you your gifts." He told his smiling son as he grabbed the bag and Izuku and motioned for Torhu to follow, he took Izuku into the guest room, which Tohru was quickly cleaning out and setting up what looked to be a ritual circle with 13 points, Tohru grabbed the bag and started pulling out what looked like 12 Octogon shaped rocks and a Red Mask. Setting Izuku in the middle of the circle he stood back and told Tohru to start the ritual.

"Now dont move Izuku." Hisashi told his son. "It is very important that you dont move."

"Yu Mo Gui Gwai Fai Di Zao, Yu Mo Gui Gwai Fai Di Zao, Yu Mo Gui Gwai Fai Di Zao, Yu Mo Gui Gwai Fai Di Zao, Yu Mo Gui Gwai Fai Di Zao, Yu Mo Gui Gwai Fai Di Zao, Yu Mo Gui Gwai Fai Di Zao." Uncle Tohru started chanting mixing it up with another couple of chants as the Rocks and the mask started to levitate and glow, then they slowly turned to a kind of energy dust and moved into Izuku painlessly. Within about 13 minutes the ritual was done and Izuku was asleep, his father kissed his head and placed a notebook next to him, along with a two steel bracelets on his wrists.

"We must leave Hisashi, and hide the false Talismans and Mask." Tohru told Hisashi, packing up the ritual. "The book will tell him all he needs to know."

"I know, for his safety we must leave." He sighed and went to go tell his wife as his boy slept off the ritual.

AN: Yes, Izuku with Talismans and Oni Masks, I wanted a powerful Izuku, he wont have access to all the Shadowkahn right away, but he will have the ability to summon a couple right away, the steel bracelets allow the Oni mask (Tarakudo's mask so its all of them) to not control him, they are permanantly on him and enchanted out the wazoo to hold back the darkness.

AN Cont: Yes, I am back with another cruddy story that nobody will read. Im still working on stories that I have adopted.