As the words slipped out he felt sick, dammit Izuku how. Why would he even dream that He could be a hero?! All Might looked at him, and the sad look dropping down. The sad look everyone gave him, and now All Might was giving it to him, it meant one thing. It meant Izuku was a damn failure. Dreaming something that could never happen. Izuku looks down, ready to apologise quickly for his brash decisions. He lets his legs slip to the ground, landing with thump. Don't cry Izuku. Dammit why did All Might look so sad, he hated that look that pity look. Every gave it to him and now he was just stuck with a horrible sick feeling. He looks up at All Might ready to apologise, ready to beg for that look to go away. Like a child covering his ears at loud noises.

Instead there was a skinny gaunt figure...wearing All Might's clothes.
"Waaah?" Izuku screams out. "You...you're all shriveled! Huh? A fake! An impostor!" The boy cries out, waving his hand at All Might.
"I am All Might..." The man says, blooding pouring out his lips.
A sudden sickness ran through Izuku's body, his heart pounded. No it couldn't be... what?
"You know how people hold their gut in the pool?" The hero explains. "Yeah its like that." He says, slumping to the ground. He looks sadly up at the boy. "Do me a favour kid, you've seen the real me. Don't write about it online." He whispers. Izuku clutches his crutches digging his fingers into the metal. What. What? All Might sighs and pulls up his shirt, to show dark flowered scar marks all up his chest.
"Five years ago... a villain did this to me." All Might sighs. "My respiratory system was nearly destroyed and my stomach was removed. I've wasted away from the after effects from those surgeries. I can only do my hero work three hours a day. You and I are the same kid. Our bodies don't work like they're suppose to." He sighs, but he looks up, staring deeply to the young boys. "Sorry kid, as much as I want you to give you a chance. With bodies like ours we need to know we can go the distance and saying you want to be won't tell me anything. Go home and take care of yourself." He stands up, offering a hand to Izuku. Who took it shaking. He shook his head. Everything felt back and horrible. He didn't know he could go. He wasn't worth anyone's time. Just a fanboy.

All Might stops with his back turned. "There's nothing with dreaming, kid, but you need to be realistic kid." He sighs and opens the door and leaves.

Right. Tears start to well up in Izuku's eyes, he was shaking as he starts to go down stairs. How dare he even dream HE could be a hero?

Izuku stumbles down stairs, in dark thought.

Useless,
Disabled,
Powerless.

Izuku rubs his nose, from the snot building up. He was a third year who can't even face reality...Time to start thinking about his future. A future at a desk job probably. He grips his crutches, he...just...it wasn't fair. Even All Might said it, the hero, who he himself had a bad body. But at least All Might got it fighting a villain, he got it because his body wouldn't work. Because he got sick...

He just..he just tried to hard not see reality.

Reality stood at his bedside for a year, it hurt his mum, it left him sobbing. And once it left, he ignored it. He just wanted to ignore it. He looks up, finding a crowd. Shouting, explosions? A villain fight? He looks up, walking towards the crowd, everyone moved for him to get through. Why? Why was he getting close? Dammit he was shaking badly, yet his legs wouldn't stop moving forward. Please just stop, you're only making yourself feel worse you're only...

The sludge villain? Why was he here? Didn't All Might catch him. That poor boy, the middle schooler must be in so much pain! Izuku buries his mouth in his hand, this was his fault! He caused the villain to get away. It was his fault, and he couldn't do anything about it! All the heroes were trying their best to detain the villain, but it was beyond their power. They needed All Might. All Might...

The middle schooler caught in the villian turns his face towards the crowd.

It was Kacchan.

Izuku didn't know what was going on, he drops his crutches and sprints towards the villain.
*"GET BACK HERE YOU FOOL!" Some called, dammit, dammit Izuku hadn't run in years, dammit his legs hurt so much. Angry stabs furied down his legs as he kept bolting.
Why as he doing this?

Page 25! Kamui woods, When confronted by the enemy his arms (vines) stretch and bind the enemy like chains.
ALWAYS KEEP DAMAGE TO A MINIMAL.
He pulls his back pack off and threw it towards the villain, only hoping to do some damage.
His legs, dammit they hurt so much. They stiffened under him, trying to almost numb the massive amounts of pain he was feeling. His vision blurred, he shouldn't of done this.
"KACCHAN!" He screams over the pain. "My...My legs just started moving I don't know why!" He sobs, he looks into Kacchan's scared crimson eyes. "You looked like you needed saving." He says, the pain got too much at this point. He felt it taking him. Eating at his body and drowning himself under the blackness...he..he was going under...
The last thing he feels was a sudden pressure of wind. Almost like All Might's and an "It'll be alright kid..." As someone holds his hand, as something forces him back...
And everything goes black.