Izuku Midoriya stood frozen on the rooftop contemplating what his role model had just told him." No, if you're quirkless, you can't become a hero. "Izuku had always wanted a straight answer, and when it was the number one hero telling you couldn't be a hero without a quirk, then maybe it really was impossible. He looked towards the edge of the building and thought, what if Kachan was right? What if he got lucky in his next life? '' Izuku approached the edge, inching his way closer until he was looking over it. He got up on the ledge and stuck a foot out over it just to feel what it would feel like, to feel in control of his future.
All he would have to do is lean forward just a bit, and that would be it. He weighed his options, and suddenly, he was hit with reason." " What am I doing?!"He climbed off the ledge and backed away as quickly as possible. He put his hands on his knees and took a deep breath. His heart was pounding, and he was trying to get it under control. He saw a wet spot on the concrete roof beneath his feet and thought for a second that maybe it had started to rain. Until he realized that the damp spots were coming from his tears splashing on the cement, He ran his sleeve down his face. He didn't even know why he was crying... They weren't sad tears. God knows how many times he has felt those. But they weren't happy tears either. Maybe it was the famous Midoriya tears, or perhaps his body celebrating succeeding at self-preservation.
Now that Izuku had finally gotten his heart rate down and his breathing under control. He thought about it some more. Maybe All Might was right in some way. Who said that people besides heroes couldn't save people? Sure, it wasn't as glamorous, but it was never really about the fame for Izuku; as long as he could still save people, that would be enough for him. He dried his tears and climbed down the ladder into the alley below. He walked into the street and looked up at the ledge he was just standing on." Maybe I should talk to Mom about seeing a therapist. " He almost forgot about his mom when he was up there. Could you imagine if I actually would have jumped? What would his mom do? How would his not being there affect her? Izuku felt oddly happy, and he had a new outlook on life. He closed his eyes took a deep breath, and stepped forward. Ready to move on with his life. (kzzt).
He heard a noise that sounded like static and saw a flash of every color imaginable, even though he swore his eyes were closed. He felt air rush past him. As if he was falling, he opened his eyes and saw concrete rushing toward him. No, I swear I didn't jump. He had gotten off that roof; hadn't he planted his feet on that sidewalk? (No, I don't want this anymore. I changed my mind. I can't go yet; I can't just leave her alone. ) Maybe his mind had played a trick on him to make the reality of jumping off the building easier to digest. The last words that left his lips were, "Sorry, Mom, I guess I wasn't strong enough." He closed his eyes, reluctantly accepting the fate he had chosen. All that was left was to wait for his body to make contact with the concrete floor below. As much as he hated himself for jumping, he hoped that if reincarnation did exist, he would get a quirk in his next life.
Thwip. Izuku felt something stick to his blazer. "Don't worry, kid, I got you. "Izuku felt as if his descent had slowed down and felt as if he were swinging through the air. He opened his eyes and saw the concrete moving fast, but it was no longer coming at him; instead, it moved parallel. He looked at where he felt something connected to his body. He saw a white rope with a frayed tip connected to his school blazer, and following the rope to its origin, he saw a hero in a red and blue costume holding onto it as they were swinging through the air. Suddenly, Izuku felt tired and passed out. The last thing on his mind was (I don't remember a pro hero with that coloring scheme). Peter B. Parker looked down at the boy he had just caught, noticing he passed out. "Opp, I Better get him to the infirmary a.s.a.p. But how did a kid fall out of the Parker industry Hadron Collider?"
2 minutes ago in alternate Japan:
Neji Sakamoto had been a young man once. He remembers the good old days of running around and using his quirk when he thought no one was looking. He was cleaning his shop when he saw All Might jumping from the top of the apartment complex across the street. He had gone inside and told his wife about it. Just like most people in Japan, they were both All Might fans. He might be in his early seventies, but seniors can have a hobby, too. He went outside and saw a green-haired boy come down the alley ladder on the building All Might had just been on. (A fellow fan) Mr. Neji thought. He had a beaming smile as he was walking down the sidewalk. (Maybe he found something from All Might up there, or even better, he got an autograph.) Suddenly, Mr. Neji heard something static and saw the green-haired boy very deliberately step into a portal of some sorts and disappear," Must be the kid's quirk. "Mr. Neji thought maybe he should report this to the police as unregistered quirk usage. But he decided against it; after all, he remembered what it was like to be young.