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Narrator

Life is full of challenges that you must work hard to overcome, help from others can make it easier to overcome said challenges but in the end, it's up to the individual to rise above the challenge. Izuku Midoriya would struggle for years to overcome his challenges by focusing on his mind and learning all he could from watching other heroes and refusing to listen to those who told him to give up. But Kenford Sadao must overcome his challenges, learning to control his quirk, overcoming the voices that claim he's a monster. However, first, his family must deal with the fallout caused by his quirk manifesting.

(Matsubara Sadao. Hero name: Sonic Shockwave. Quirk: Absorbdiom- he can create anything made of a metal that is capable of absorbing kinetic energy and is near indestructible from his biomass such as lipids, cells, etc. He can also cover himself in it and reabsorb the metal to regain the lost biomass so long as he does so within 5min.)

Matsubara Sadao was normally a happy easy going man who often smiled and took the difficulties of the world in stride. As a baby he had been abandoned at an orphanage, he grew up facing problems after problems such as dealing with people thinking he was quirkless for ten years before his quirk finally manifested then having to deal with more people wanting to get their hands on him for his quirk. From there he worked hard to get into a hero course where his physical abilities were never that great but he more than made up for it with his brilliant mind. After graduating he went to university for a few years before moving to I-Island where he eventually met his wife at an expo, and so he now lives in Japan happily married with a son who took after him greatly in appearance aside from the cat-like features that came from his wife's side of the family. Several other problems had made his life difficult but he kept on smiling, pushing through it all and now he honestly thought things would be better, unfortunately now he was dealing with something he could never have seen coming.

A few weeks ago his son manifested a quirk in a daycare with disastrous consequences, though nobody had been killed several students had been injured and the building sustained serious damage. So now he had to deal with reporters trying to find out who had caused the damage along with having to deal with the parents of the students along with the people who ran the daycare who all felt that his son should be punished for what happened. Dealing with all the lawsuits being thrown at his family had taken every bit of control he had along with all the connections the family possessed to settle things with the families and to keep their son's name from the media. So now he leaned against a wall in the backyard of his in-laws' mansion heartbroken at the sight of his son crying once again under a strangely large ironwood tree, unable to think of anything he could do to help his son that he hadn't already tried.

Nakazawa Sadao was a little shorter than his son-in-law with black hair that was turning gray with age, the same could be said about the black fur on his cat-like ears and tail. His face remained in a stern expression as Matsubara turned and nodded his head in greetings, Nakazawa returned the gesture before leaning against the wall alongside him. "The boy is at it again I see," Nakazawa said simply after a few minutes of silence had passed.

Matsubara knew his father-in-law didn't need a response but he had to say something, "He spends most of his time out here, he refuses to talk to anyone so the people we've tried to bring in to talk to him have had no success." He rubbed his forehead in frustration as he continued talking, all the frustration he had been feeling coming out in his tone. "I've been trying everything I can but he just doesn't respond, and every time someone tries to get close he just runs away. I...I just don't know what to do...I wish I or anyone could help him, I wish he would go back to being the same energetic carefree kid he was." He rubbed at his eyes as if trying to wipe away at the tears he knew would come before they could appear. "I even miss running after him when he would run into the forest and climb the trees no matter how many times we told him not too." He added with a quiet laugh that held more heartbreak than laughter.

Nakazawa's face remained stern and emotionless through the man's confession, though he had never said anything about it he too had been observing the boy's behavior and the way his family had been trying to reach the boy only for their attempts to fail. He had been wondering what could be done differently and now listening to his son-in-law while going over all the attempts in his mind something finally clicked. His family had been trying to comfort the boy and trying to make the boy feel better about the accident and saying that it wasn't the boy's fault. But every time they did the boy refused to believe them and any attempt to get closer to him would cause the boy to run away and each time he ran away he had an expression of fear on his face.

Nakazawa rubbed his chin as an idea formed in his mind, the time had come to tell the boy a story usually reserved for later in life, he knew his family wouldn't approve of his plan but it may be their only chance to finally reach the boy. "Matsubara I need you to take Kuramoto and Koizumi out later, keep them out of the house for a few hours."

Matsubara looked at Nakazawa in surprise both at the request and the suddenness, the surprise passed quickly enough and he frowned as responded in a disbelieving tone. "Nakazawa, why would I do that? You know they want to stay close to Ken to keep an eye on him, I mean Zumi wanted us to temporarily shut down the agency so we can stay home."

Nakazawa raised a hand to silence the man's protests. "I am well aware of this Nakazawa, however, I need to talk to the boy alone. You and the others have been trying to be as gentle as possible with the boy to no avail. I believe a more direct route is needed if the boy is to be saved from the hole he dug for himself." Nakazawa could see the denial in the other man's eyes and spoke up to cut off any interruptions. "The boy needs a firm hand to help him see the truth and despite any protests you may have, the fact of the matter is you all have been coddling him. Please, Matsubara, I need you to trust me, trust that I want what is best for my grandson."

Matsubara blinked sharply in surprise since Nakazawa rarely called Kenford his grandson preferring to call him by name or simply boy. He wanted to argue that it wasn't true, that his son needed more time to heal but seeing the certainty in the more experienced man's face along with the uncharacteristic level of fondness in the usually stern man's eyes and voice he couldn't find a solid excuse or reason to continue arguing. He looked over at his son who hadn't moved in the slightest not even moving to wipe away the tears running down his face, his son's expression was that of someone close to giving up on life as if he had lost all hope or drive. Matsubara gripped his chest at the painful sight that made his heartache, looking to his father-in-law he saw perhaps the best chance his son had to be saved, with a small nod he agreed to do as he was asked.

Nakazawa watched his grandson from the roof of his house hidden from the boy's sight, a full hour had passed since the rest of his family had left only saying they would return soon, it was the longest time the boy had gone without necessary supervision since his quirk had developed. Nakazawa had told the boy that he would be resting in his room before leaving a bowl of food out for him. Not long after he had left the boy's sight Ken had finally moved to eat the food and then sit back down in the same spot simply staring in between his legs at the ground in front of him. From his position, he couldn't get a good look at his grandson's face so he could only use the boy's body language to guess what the boy might do but considering his past actions or rather lack of actions the boy would probably remain in place for the rest of the day. Nakazawa shook his head and activating his quirk jumped off the roof high into the air and landed a few feet in front of his grandson with a small thud.

Kenford let out a startled shout as the shock caused him to activate his quirk cracking the ground under his hands. Looking up he saw his grandfather covered in short black fur meaning he was using his quirk. Before he could say anything he could say anything his grandfather spoke. "Get up boy we are going for a walk." Not waiting for a response he turned around walking towards the back gate leading to the forest behind the house. His grandfather's tone made it obvious he would not accept any argument or disobedience, so he hesitated for only a moment before following.

No words passed between them for several minutes as they walked through the forest, finally, they reached a spot where the trees and other vegetation thinned out enough for them to be able to move more freely. Kenford looked up at grandfather, fidgeting when several minutes passed in silence he decided to try to ask why they were here. "Ojii-san what are we..." He trailed off as his grandfather turned around and gave him a look that told him to be quiet.

The stern expression on the grandfather's face softened ever so slightly and he gestured to a fallen tree and a stump across from each other. Understanding, Ken sat down on the trunk of the fallen tree while his grandfather sat on the stump. "I will tell you a story that our family tells the next generation only when we believe they are ready, normally that isn't until they are well in their teens but I see that you need to hear this story now." Kenford still looked confused but for the first time since he had come to understand the destructive power of his quirk he no longer had any fear or sadness in his eyes, now they held the same wonder and curiosity most children of his age had.

"You know the story already that some 200 years ago quirks began to appear and consequently of the chaos that followed which led to the first hero's rising. People say that they were pure of heart looking only to help others, people idolize them though not many remember who they were or why they did what they did. Our ancestor, however, kept many journals of his life during that time, the first Sadao to develop a quirk was named Junichiro and unlike the stories would lead us to believe he was not what people would believe to be a good person. He was a member of the Yakuza and his quirk allowed him to turn into hybrid members of the Panthera family such as tigers, lions, jaguars, and leopards." Seeing his grandson's eyes widen before his hands went up to the ears on the side of his head that were signature to the Sadao family Nakazawa nodded in affirmation.

"Yes it is partially from him that we have our cat-like appearance and abilities, however, that is a discussion for another time, for now, let me continue the story." Not waiting for a response he continued speaking, "During that time he became a crucial part of the Yakuza for with his new power's few could stand against him, he could tear apart any who stood against him with only his claws and teeth, he also possessed something he called true instincts, he described it as the pinnacle of his senses working together in harmony. However, it came with a great disadvantage for the animal instincts were very strong to the point where if he lost control he would slaughter all who stood before him even if they had already surrendered." He emphasized the last sentence and gave his grandson a pointed look so that he would remember this part before continuing.

"With all that power he stood well above the chaos that filled the streets and would have very well grown even greater in power, however, there came a time when he was on the edge of becoming the leader of his branch of the Yakuza that he made a choice that would forever change the course of his life and many others." He paused to allow his grandson time to digest what he had heard so far before continuing.

"That choice was to not bow down to an unnamed enemy so great that their dark power threatened to conquer all of Japan. He wrote very little about this enemy but the result of his choice was that his own turned against him and tried to kill him but thanks to his power and experience he was able to escape and go into hiding. From then on he made it his mission to fight against the enemy to get his revenge but to try to hide his real identity from the general public and in an attempt to keep the one he was fighting from being completely sure it was him he decided to take on an alias, he chose to name himself Panthera and wore a disguise. His actions lead to him saving people and in time he would eventually choose to embrace the life of a hero through his past actions made it difficult for him to control himself and his savage desires when he used his quirk." He looked into his grandson's eyes and saw amazement, he was disappointed though not surprised that he didn't see understanding in the boy's eyes.

Since a subtle path didn't seem to be working he knew he would have to take a more direct path. "My boy this not only the story of our family's origin but it's also something I want you to understand. Heroes are not born, people don't just wake up with power that makes them a perfect hero. Heroes must be made, the strongest heroes are the ones who like a sword are forged and tempered in fire, it is those who go through hardships and rise above their trials that grow to show what true heroism is." He stood up and held a hand out to his grandson. "I know you have fears, the others see your sadness believing it's because you feel that your quirk will not allow you to be a hero. While that may be a part of your pain I believe your sadness and your avoidance of us is because you understand the destructive potential your quirk has."

Ken's eyes began to fill with tears yet he made no move to wipe them away he simply let them fall his face keeping his hands away from everything. That confirmed Nakazawa's belief so he continued speaking stepping closer to Kenford as he did. "You understand that you have the power to destroy anything or anyone with the slightest touch and you fear what will happen if you lose control of your quirk around others. Your fear comes not from the loss of a dream of being a hero but of hurting the people you love and the innocent around you."

He now stood in front of his crying grandson and knelt placing a hand on the boy's shoulder. "You have a right to feel as you do and while a little fear is good for it keeps you cautious and careful, too much fear will cripple you and will make it more likely that your fears will come to pass one day." He paused for a minute to see his grandson's reaction but there was none, Kenford simply kept crying and looking down. "Miyamoto, your fear and desire to isolate yourself only shows me that you have a heart that cares for others more than yourself. You would rather be left alone so that you won't harm anyone, but that's not enough, you must accept this power of yours and learn to control it if you do then nothing will stop you from rising above this challenge."

The use of his nickname, a sentimental name only his grandmother called him had caused him to look up at his grandfather in surprise and then the to be called his grandson with an affectionate tone something he had never heard from his grandfather, it caught his full attention and now he looked his grandfather in the eyes as the normally stoic man said one more sentence that would change his life. "My grandson you can rise above this trail, you can learn to control this power for good, you can be a hero, and one day you will be one of the greatest heroes this world has ever seen, I and your family believe in you." Kenford stared at his grandfather and lunged forward wrapping his arms around the man and cried into his chest, he felt his grandfather's strong arms wrap around him in a warm embrace.

Life can be cruel people will try to knock you down and break you and though at times they may succeed we can recover though perhaps not on our own, sometimes we need someone we love t to believe in us. Though young Kenford has a long road ahead to and many more trials to overcome to one day go beyond what he believed his limits to be, that however is a story for another time.

Well, that brings this chapter to a close, I have to admit this came out rather differently than I originally planned but I have to admit I'm rather pleased with how it turned out. I want to again thank everyone who has shown support for this story so far JayAttano, Patas, dragonlord6, virtexrican, Stryker28999, and TheUnholyMessiah thanks for the follow/favorite. I hope you have all enjoyed please leave a review letting me know what you think.

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