What is up people on whatever site I'm posting this on? This is Ckahte and I'm back with a vengeance. I've been a bit dormant lately and that is because I was writing this. Not this put it's predecessor so I've got the gist of how it's going to pan out.

I think I'm going to take story elements from other fanfics and use them and I'll tell you when I do. I recently finished Private Hero: Berserker by Greatmouse on AO3 and I think a lot of that will bleed into this. Sorry for the long introduction and the long hiatus. Let's get into it.

Izuku Midoriya was what few would call an ordinary person. And he'd probably bet money on that those who did had one or more letter combinations to their name. Even before he developed his quirk. And depending on who you ask, they might say his behaviour had been present since birth. "It's in his genes." "In his DNA".

But in his words:

" genes don't have jack shit to do with it!". "Life has shit to do with it."

This is the story of Izuku, and his journey to become "Whatever the fuck I am".

It all started on the day he was born. Alone in a hospital room, Inko Midoriya cradled her child. The nurse attending to them was apparently on break because they had been alone for quite some time.

No doctors, no nurses, no father; just a thick silence. She didn't expect the newborn to engage in conversation so she was just staring at it with a look of content on her face.

"I guess it's just you and me huh." She said softly, or weakly. The birth had been a pain and a half and she could still not feel her lower body, which might have been a bit of a double edged sword.

The baby opened his eyes and looked at her. For him it was like opening your eyes and viewing direct sunlight, it was a mixture of it being his first time ever doing so, and the unnecessarily bright hospital light hanging over the two of them. He felt a tingling sensation start to build up in his sinuses before spreading to his nose.

*sneeze

It was a minuscule one but noticeable.

Inko couldn't help but coo over her creation, rocking him a bit faster and leaning over him

"Look how cute you are. Too bad your father never contacted me again like the little man whore he is." She felt like she needed to get the last part from her system, she wasn't one for profanity otherwise but it just had to come out from her mind. The comment went unheard by anyone who cared or even who would remember it, so it was fine.

Flash forward 3 years

"Get up here Kaccan you man whore!"

Izuku yelled from atop the flagpole he was sitting on.

"No way Izu, I'll hurt myself. And what does man whore even mean?" Katsuki Baku, dubbed "Kaccan" by his best friend said from the ground where he stood, one hand over his eyebrows to see Izuku on his literal high horse. Izuku had dared himself to climb the hosted flagpole in the middle of their pre-school.

Izuku sat up there and admired the view with an astonished smile smeared across his face.

"I think it mean that you're a cowa-"

"Katsuki Bakugou!" Came the voice of one of the teachers

"Did I hear that correctly? Cause we do not go around calling people that!"

Katsuki looked down from Izuku to an angry looking middle aged man who was walking firmly towards him.

Izuku turned his head back to look at their grumpy teacher, tightening his legs around the pole as he leaned back.

Down on the ground the teacher was met with an even angrier face than his own.

"Why are you yelling at me! It was him who said it!" Katsuki said with confused annoyance in his voice, pointing towards Izuku.

Teach looked up to see the three year old who was elevated 50 feet in the air.

"Is that who I think it is?" He said, his voice monotone and questioning more than just the kid next to him, like why he'd chosen this career path, and if he could get a raise if he asked for one.

"Izuku, get down from there this instant! You could hurt yourself!" He yelled, not mad, just demanding.

"Oh okay I'm on my way!" Was the response he got back.

Izuku turned back to face the pole and as the thought of him getting down entered his mind he realised quickly that he hadn't planned that far. He held the pole as his legs started to quiver and a creeping dizziness grew in his pelvis. Shortly thereafter his legs gave out and he fell backwards towards the ground. His teacher let out a very feminine scream at the small child's tumble but he was quickly shut up by that child catching himself on the raised flag.

Izuku hung there for a few seconds just hoping the flag didn't rip. Reality hit him and he took hold of the flagpole again, holding on to it with both arms and legs. After the shock dissipated he spoke:

"God I'm stupid."

Then a thrilled smile spread across his face which came with a contradicting statement:

"Dear god, I'm the best!"

He slid down the flagpole and arrived safely on the ground.

"I can't believe it." Said Katsuki in front of him.

"Lucky bastard." The teacher said after him.

"I'm not even gonna call your parents for that, that was impressive. And Bakugou, forget about the whole man whore thing. I'm having a good day."

The teacher walked away and took a shaky breath.

Katsuki and Izuku looked at each other for a few seconds.

Katsuki broke the silence:

"You're a dumbass Izu. But a brave one."

"I know." Izuku responded, a little chuckle coming out as he spoke. He was suddenly winded.

This duo would become well known throughout the entirety of their pre-school and later elementary school for the energy they brought to any event they were in and their "special" dynamic. Katsuki Bakugou was an ash blonde kid who got his energy by being mad all the time. It was to the point that some people admitted that they had never seen him smile sincerely ever. Only evil ones.

Izuku was too "pure" for him. He was sweet to everyone around him. But they didn't know him. Truth wasn't the pure one. He'd switch depending on who he was with. It was them who were the pure ones. You just don't notice your own behaviour in others. Izuku gained energy by being around other people, syphoning it from them in any conversation. And it just so happened that Katsuki's anger and attitude was comparable to rocket fuel when it came to energising Izuku. They were a power duo, but Katsuki wouldn't always be there. Izuku got around this by doing literally everything anyone asked of him. As long as it was in the form of a dare.

"I dare you to snort that line of salt off the table."

"I dare you to climb onto the roof."

All things he would fall for. As long as it got the attention of someone he was satisfied.

Katsuki was a proud asshole with a temper and Izuku was an energy vampire with no sense of self preservation who knew how to read a room a little too well.

Despite being who they were, they both wanted to become heroes.

Izuku's home life was nothing he would complain about. Dinner was on the table usually and they weren't too poor. Inko worked as a nurse for the local hospital. She probably suffered from post natal depression. But she wouldn't take it out on Izuku, or anyone. She didn't blame Izuku for any complications during her pregnancy. She didn't blame Izuku's father for not being there and giving her and little Izuku a better life. She only blamed herself for being a poor excuse of a mother who couldn't do anything to please her son. She of course was the only one who saw it to be that way and she knew this. That's why she wasn't outspoken about it. But nonetheless she developed a habit of stress eating which caused her physique to take a hit. It was however mild depression so she would still work and be productive, even though she sat in the shower.

One year later

*Beep Beep Beep

Izuku's alarm clock woke him up from his slumber. As soon as he gained consciousness he flew out of bed and hastily put on his clothes before sending the door to his room flying open. His head turned to the white door at the bottom of the hallway and his body followed shortly. Sprinting towards the door Izuku yelled: "MOM IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!"

Before shoulder bashing the door as hard as he could. The door, being made of hardwood, didn't budge whatsoever and left poor Izuku a groaning mess on the ground. After a few seconds he was up again and a little calmer this time he yelled: "Mom wake up it's my birthday."

He opened the door to find his mother staring at him with a confused newly awake expression.

"You're crazy Izuku, you know that?" Inko said in disbelief.

"Can we go to the quirk doctor to see what my quirk is?" Izuku asked softly while holding his shoulder.

"Honey, it's 6 am. The doctors don't open till 10." Inko said, sympathy in her voice

"Oh, okay." He said, voice breaking a bit.

"Do you wanna go back to sleep or do you want breakfast and to open your presents?"

"I would like to open my presents. And a sandwich wouldn't hurt." Izuku was now sniffling a bit.

"Did you hurt yourself baby?"

"Yeah."

"Come over here and let me have a look."

A few hours later in the quirk doctors office.

Izuku and his mother were sat waiting in two separate chairs in Dr Sano's office waiting for the result of the awful load of tests they performed on him.

The door opened and in came the doctor with papers in hand.

"Hello doctor." Inko said, the doctor just waved with his unoccupied hand before pulling out his desk chair and sitting.

"Ms and Mr Midoriya. I have, news."

Inko got a bit scared at the pause.

"What is it, doctor? Anything bad." Inko said worriedly.

"Eeeh, we don't know. He has a quirk that's for sure."

A wave of relief washed over the two green haired people in the room.

"Is it any good?" Asked Izuku, leaning over his chair in anticipation.

"That's the thing. We don't know. Maybe is my answer personally. But you'll be the one to judge."

The doctor took a deep breath before speaking again.

"Now normally for children there's one way we check if the child has a quirk. And that is by X-ray of the foot."

He pulled up an image from his bunt of papers, one of what looked like Izuku's.

"You can usually tell if the child has a quirk by looking to see if they have an extra joint in their pinky toe. If they don't they have a quirk, if they do." He said as he pointed towards a joint in Izuku's pinky, even emphasising the do in the last sentence.

"I don't get it doctor. You said he had a quirk" Inko said. Now worried again.

"Yeah, we didn't, at first. The pinky test is not the only test to see if they have a quirk or not. So we did a full body X-ray of Izuku and we found something strange." He said, pulling out another picture. This time of Izuku's head. Inside it, over and to the left of his left eye was a solid white ball.

"Now I read that you work as a nurse so you may think of something when you see it-

"A tumour?"

"Yes exactly what we thought too."

"Oh god wh-"

"Let me finish. As you can see, this thing is solid white. That means no X-rays could pass through it. Tumours don't work like that. They're solid but X-rays still go through them. We did further testing which revealed what the ball inside little Izuku's brain here consisted of. The result, energy. Do you want to know what it weighs?"

He didn't wait for any of them to respond

"100 grams. This ball of energy weighs 100 grams. And if you have ever picked up a physics book which I'm guessing you have you'd know that energy doesn't have mass. So this should be impossible if it weren't right in front of us. This we believe is a part of his quirk. We don't know what it does but we know that it will in all likelihood take energy from that little sphere of energy in his brain.

A second wave of relief washed over Inko as the doctor spoke. What an asshole, she thought. How could you let me think that my child has a tumour?

"Now this may only be a ball of energy but it's still an obstacle in his brain which could cause problems. The ball is located in his prefrontal cortex so right behind his forehead and the PFX is the part of the brain that controls behaviour among other things. So I ask this with that as context." The doctor took a really long pause.

Does Izuku act like all the other kids? Does he exhibit strange behaviours or habits that you find unexplainable?"

Inko was shocked at the questions.

"I-I uhh." She took a small break in her sentence. She thought for a while about what to say while looking down at Izuku's deep green locks. She then leaned covered his ears and spoke softly:

"The teachers at the parent teacher meetings have said that he lacks a sense of self preservation. And I think I notice that too sometimes. Otherwise he's a social butterfly who loves others' attention."

"The thing you said about no self preservation is a cause for concern. I'm going to write you a referral for a child psychologist near here and I recommend you get him psychologically evaluated. Otherwise you're free to go and I wish you good luck with your future careers."

Inko took her hands off of Izuku's ears. He looked a bit confused but appeared to accept it. She felt defeated. She felt a lot of things. But mostly that she was a bad mother. She blamed herself again. This is my fault. Izuku doesn't deserve this. If only I could be a better mother.

"Mom? Are you okay?" Izuku asked as he looked up from his seat. She had been unconsciously caressing his cheek for a little too long. She suddenly came to her senses and looked up from her knees.

"Yes. Uh- let's go sweetie. Let's not keep the doctor waiting.

That was it for chapter one. A little introduction to my writing I guess. No major story elements have been explicitly revealed yet. I feel it's going in a good trajectory. Let me know how you like it so far.