Hello. This is my first time ever writing a fic and i've only just been able to pick up the courage to actually write one. i was thinking about how whatever i make it might just be crappy or terrible but then i thought about all of the stupid fanfictions there are and realised that no matter what i make it will still be mine, good or bad.
Some things in this most likely will be terribly paced or something like that since i've never really written or typed anything like this before but i hope someone can find the joy in this that i do in fanfictions.
In the original show i always hated how the problem with quirkless people is solved. Midoriya is a powerless person in a world of people with amazing superpowers, each one unique and useable in their own way. They set up the PERFECT world for an underdog story or a story where someone rises to the top even when life dealt them the wrong card, but no. The show gives Midoriya the most powerful quirk there is and never confronts the problem with quirkless people being mistreated again. Meanwhile All Might and Bakugo now only see worth in Midoriya because he has a powerful quirk. I hate that and that is the main reason why i prefer the fanfictions of the show to the actual show.
The fanfictions can show Midoriya rising to the top in a fantastical way while still being in the amazing and well-built world of MHA.
I've rambled enough though. Enjoy...
"If you want to help others, then you could also become a police officer. They're often teased because-"
But Izuku Midoriya had stopped listening a long time ago. Now however, he stood motionless staring at the floor of the rooftop they are on. His expression showing his pure shock at what All Might just said.
His mind was too busy trying to understand what he just heard to help him do anything else. B-But i just want to help people. It's all I've ever wanted to do. If i just had a chance i know that i could help people, right? C-c-can i? If there are heroes like endeavour that cause massive collateral damage to only apprehend one villain then why can't i at least be given the chance to? Why?
I'm quirkless.
That's it isn't it. Because of a tiny um... something in my body i am looked down on. Society looks down on people like me but we can't control what happened to us when we were born, t-that's not fair though!
Finally picking up the courage to say something, Midoriya took a much needed deep breath and spoke. "E-Even if i don't have a quirk, even if i am at a disadvantage, e-even if i have to work so much harder than everyone else..." His eyes were practically waterfalls now but he didn't care. His sobbing starting to affect his speech however was something he wished would end, but he knows wishing can only get him so far. "Even if i have to devote the rest of my life to helping people can't i become a q-quirkless hero?"
The skeleton of a man didn't even have impatience in his eyes anymore, there was nothing in the number 1 hero's eyes other than pity at this point.
"Please, kid. I-I'm sorry here but it's not possible there has never been a quirkless hero and i highly doubt there ever will be. Someone like you would just be too unsafe on what is the battlefield that us heroes fight on everyday."
S-S-Someone like me?
"Even i find it difficult sometimes so i am sorry. I truly don't think that your type could compete with us. Sorry." The scarred man spoke, unknowingly making the broken child even more upset.
"W-W-W-What makes me so different from you though? "Y-You said 'my type' as if we are different but we aren't." Sluggishly, the green-haired boy collapsed to his hands and knees as all the hope left his body. My lack of quirk makes me weak but some people even have bad quirks that negatively affect their body. Why didn't i get a quirk? Why can't i get a quirk?
BOOM!
A large explosion went off in an alley not far from where they were and despite the number one hero noticing it, the sobbing student on the floor didn't, too lost in his own mind to notice. Toshinori sped to the door leading downstairs feeling as miserable and regretful as he could and quietly spoke "I'm sorry." As he moved into the building.
He knew he said what the boy had to hear at some point and got happiness out of knowing he did the right thing, as little happiness as it was. Continuing, he rushed down the stairs, silently wishing he had never met that boy
Back on the rooftop, Izuku's tears finally stopped. Only now was he able to pick himself off of the floor and stumble over to the handrail on the edge of the roof. He felt the lowest he ver had, no beatings from Bakugo or slimy villain attack could make him feel as shallow as he did now.
The weather didn't care, it continued shining down on him as if everything was fine. Even when i'm at my lowest the world still just goes on uncaring. He thought, unfortunately for him his thoughts were going to get much worse.
Of course it does, why would the world care about a quirkless.
"W-W-Why c-can't somebody just b-b-believe in me. I ju-"
BOOM!
He wasn't able to stutter the rest of his words out as suddenly a familiar sounding explosion was heard through his constant sniffling. Confused and scared he jutted his head in the direction of the explosion, not seeing his 'friend' but a large column of ashy smoke slowly rising upwards from a large alleyway. "A-A villain attack!" He exclaimed as he swiftly grabbed his bag and rushed through the only exit off of the roof.
He hadn't forgotten what happened but hoped that he could ignore it, if just for a day.
Dashing down the streets with his usual eagerness to see heroes, he soon arrived to the scene of the attack. He tried to force himself through the shifting crowd with urgency but lacked his joyous smile awaiting to see heroes use their extraordinary abilities. Even in the large mass of other curious onlookers, he could still hear the violent explosions louder than anything else, it is as if it drowned out all other noises.
Nearing the front of the small crowd the effects started to worsen, explosions more audible, tremors more noticeable and the black ash in the air more gruelling on his tongue. These were the last things on his mind however as his suspicions were confirmed seeing what he called his 'childhood friend' engulfed in the gooey mass that was all too familiar to him.
K-K-K-Kacchan!
This was his fault. He knew that much. If he didn't waste All Might's time then this may have never happened, all he can do now is wait for the heroes now though, it's not like a quirkless could do anything to help anyway.
The boy with a personality as explosive as his quirk violently thrashed around the green liquid trying to explode out of it yet for Bakugo Katsuki this was one problem explosions couldn't solve. Actually said explosive escape attempts led to damage to the infrastructure around the pair though nobody cared to notice the collateral damage caused by them, only how cool it would be if they had the quirk.
While the blonde bully writhed in the villain's trap Izuku Midoriya watched on in horror at how much he had to suffer because of him, but not only him, also the incompetence of-
"Ugh! Our quirks aren't suitable for this kind of fight. We have to wait for another hero to show up."
WHAT?!?!
"I can't punch the villain my punches will go right through."
ARE YOU STUPID? EVEN IF HIS BODY IS MADE OF SLIME YOU COULD STILL GRAB KACCHAN, PICK UP SOME RUBBLE AS A SHIELD AND MAKE SURE HE CAN BREATHE! YOU COULD ALSO PICK UP OTHER SMALLER PIECES OF DEBRIS TO THROW AT THE OBVIOUSLY SOLID EYES TO STUN THE VILLAIN SO HE CAN ESCAPE!
YOU'RE HEROES AREN'T YOU?
ISN'T THIS YOUR JOB?
His mental breakdown only prolonged the inevitable though, he knew that if the heroes weren't going to do anything his classmate would die.
I-I know i can't be a hero but i can still help those in need, i know i can and i will.
It's what a hero should do.
And with those thoughts he ducked past the heroes and dashed towards the explosions.
Bakugo Katsuki had been having a damn good day, despite that damn Deku going on about how he can still 'try to be a hero'. Pfft pathetic, not even worth pitying.
That fucking Deku always getting in my way, that quirkless crybaby is just going to keep being the same stupid shit they've always been.
Were his thoughts as he strolled with two of his followers behind him. They weren't his friends, he wasn't stupid enough to think that so he just went where he wanted with them two following making him look better.
Any dumb fuck can look amazing next to these two imbeciles though, heh.
He continued to walk, bored, letting them think that he'd even acknowledge them after going to UA. His boredom however made him quite a volatile person, as he got closer to the exit of the alleyway he kicked a large bottle of a greenish slime. He thought nothing of it. The slime moving and surrounding him however, was worthy of his attention.
"The fuck are you?" He shouted, such loudness being his default whilst he prepared small explosive crackles in his hands.
"You don't need to know!" It said "Now hold still and this won't hurt, not that much anyway! Hahahaha!" It joked to itself before it quickly overwhelmed the young boy and any defences he had.
30 minutes later Bakugo was no longer having his 'damn good day'. He continued to fight against the disgusting creature and its goo quirk relentlessly but all he could get was a few small breaths occasionally, it was a horrifying experience but he fought on.
He watched the sight in front of him, over the time of him being captured the explosions had garnered him a lot of attention, so much that three heroes had arrived to assist him in defeating this villain. Unfortunately for him the three stupid heroes did nothing to help him, unless watching him in pain was helping.
He wanted to break out of the slime just so he could ruin those heroes and make them have to retire early, he wanted to though, not anymore. Now his thoughts were occupied by the sight of a familiar boy with green hair at the front of the crowd, and whilst trying (and failing) to glare at said boy he soon noticed when the blight on his life got closer and closer to him.
No! NOT THAT DAMN DEKU HELPING ME!
Izuku charged forward into the fire, ignoring the screams telling him to stop. In one fluid motion he flung his backpack into one of the villain's eyes making it scream out in pain.
I knew it! The eyes ARE solid!
But he knew that wouldn't be enough, even if he pulled Kacchan out now he still probably wouldn't have much air to breathe.
So many quirks could help me here. He thought, thinking back to his many notes on individual's quirks. There are so few quirks that couldn't help me. But i don't have one so i shouldn't dwell on it.
With his newfound determination he grabbed a pen off of the floor and ran to the villain. The villain was prepared though, unfortunately for Midoriya, it raised a few sharp-looking spikes out of it' slimy self and aimed them at the boy in front of it. The villain's plan was soon interrupted by its attention being drawn back to the explosion-quirked body it was trying to insert itself into. These split second were all Izuku needed however as he dived forward, grabbing his childhood friend and forcing him out of the creatures clutches.
As the slime villain zoomed forward as the green-haired boy predicted, he moved his arm to slam the pen he was holding in his other hand into the villain's second eye.
"AH YOU LITTLE SHIT!"
It screamed as it subconsciously retreated, allowing the two classmates to run for their lives towards the crowd.
As the pair reached the crowd with Bakugo glaring daggers at his saviour, a small tremor went through the ground they stood on. Turning around Izuku noticed a hero finally standing up to the villain that caused both boys so much trouble.
"I really am a hypocrite. Aren't i?" The imposing figure bellowed. "Now villain i will make sure that you are locked away for attacking these young children and that you aren't able to hurt anyone ever again, HAHAHA!"
"DETROIT SMASH!"
With those words All Might rocketed his hand forward in the direction of the shocked villain, forcing it apart and into the damaged walls surrounding the alley. He turned around to the thunderous applause of the crowd as they were all in awe at how strong All Might's punch had to be to change the weather.
Izuku slumped on the side of an ambulance on the street as a paramedic checked him for any injuries. Physically he was fine, but he knew today was a scarring experience for him emotionally. First he got his dream crushed at his school by Kacchan, then Kacchan told him to kill himself, then he got attacked by a villain and almost died, then he almost died again after grabbing on to All Might's leg, then...
Long story short, Midoriya assumed that this is what it is like to be traumatised.
"All right, you're in perfect health other than a few small burns from the fire so they should heal quickly with enough rest." The paramedic kindly advised.
"O-O-Oh y-yes. Thank you sir."
"Just try to avoid situations like this, no matter how great your quirk is you can't just charge into dangerous situations."
Of course.
"I-I should be getting home now so thank you for helping me." He stuttered out remembering how his mother taught him to be polite.
"Sure thing kid, stay safe."
"T-Thank you."
He sluggishly pushed himself to his feet, stumbling a bit trying to balance himself thinking, Even if i'm not injured that was still really tiring. He yawned and hoped that he could get home quickly so nobody noticed he was ever there to begin with.
The plan failed quicker than he expected it to.
"Hey you!" A distinctly feminine voice called to him.
His head turned so fast he's surprised that he didn't get whiplash from it. But that thought didn't last long as he soon noticed three heroes marching over to him, all lacking the warm smile that heroes should have.
Mount Lady spoke first "Why the hell did you just charge forward like that? We had that handled!"
What?
Then Death Arms "Yeah! You didn't have to do that, it was unnecessary and you had no good reason to do it!"
WHAT?
Kamui Woods went last "Seriously, why did you do that? Now all the attentions going to be on you instead of us, we just debuted today you know!"
HOW DARE THEY!
Unfortunately for all of them Mount Lady spoke up again "How am i supposed to be a popular hero when kids like you come in and steal the spotlight?"
"How dare you." The quiet voice of Izuku whispered, tears leaking out of the corners of his eyes while his voice held as much venom as humanly possible.
"The hell did you say to her you little-"
"I SAID HOW DARE YOU!" The usually quiet and timid boy screamed at them.
What none of the four noticed was that one of the few camera crews that hadn't left started recording again.
He wasn't finished though "YOU ARE HEROES AREN'T YOU? THEN WHY DID YOU WATCH FROM THE SIDELINES AS A BOY WAS DYING IN FRONT OF YOU!" Struggling to keep his composure, he continued "HEROES ARE MEANT TO BE THERE TO HELP PEOPLE NO MATTER HOW DIFFICULT IT IS OR HOW SUITABLE THEIR QUIRKS ARE, BUT INSTEAD-" His voice wavered and he realised how sore his throat was now "Instead you had to rely on a quirkless child to do your jobs for you!"
"Huh? You're quirkless you basta-"
"If you became heroes for the fame then you're not heroes, you're just costumed celebrities pretending to do the right thing while you pose for the camera!" He finished.
Not a single person said a word.
The realisation of what Midoriya just did suddenly struck him all at once. Oh no.
"G-G-G-G-Goodb-"
He should go before more people shout at him is what his mind told him. Quickly, he bowed deeply and uttered a small "B-Bye." Before he sprinted off in the direction of his home.
That was the first chapter i've ever written and it was more fun than i expected. I want whoever is reading this to not have high expectations of this fanfiction and i would also appreciate constructive criticism telling me how i could improve.
I still want to make sure Izuku is the same character he always is instead of his personality just doing a 180. No offence to those fics but this is how i'm going to make mine. I'm doing this just for my enjoyment so don't expect me to post chapters constantly since i'm just going to do this in my spare time (which i have too much of).
Bye, i guess.