Prologue: Getting the Quirk

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*Age 4*





At preschool





"Wow, that's such an amazing quirk, Bakugou!" The teachers praises him as you sit in a corner, staring into your hands. It has been a month since you turned 4 and your quirk have manifested but your parents are acting strangely around you. Your father have been training you endlessly, resulting in several burns and bruises all over you. You sigh, wrapping your arms around your legs and tucking yourself in. Little sparks explodes in his palms as he smiles proudly. "Kids, it's lunchtime! Put on your shoes and you can get your onigiri from me."


"Wow, Kacchan!" A voice squeals. Midoriya looks at Bakugou admiringly as he pulls his red shoes on. "I wish my quirk'll come soon, I hope it'll be just as cool!" Kacchan turns around and laughs. "Whatever yours is, it won't be as good as mine." He boasts, standing up in a hero pose. "I'll be the number one hero!" He shouts as he marches out with his friends behind him. You get up, pull your white sneakers on and stumble after them.





"Sensei, where's my onigiri?" He demands as he approaches the empty trays. "Oh? Didn't Midoriya get one for you?" The teacher asks, surprised. "Kacchan! Kacchan!" Midoriya pants, running over to us. "Here, I got you one already! And it's your favourite flavour-" "Who told you to get it?" He yells at him, a heated hand tight on his wrist. "I don't need you to do anything for me, I'm not like you, a quirkless idiot!" He shouts at Midoriya, who starts to tear up and cry. "Kacchan, leave him alone!" You run up to him and pushes him away. The kids and the teachers stares at your hands, and you look at them, confused. You notice the cold air from your hands and see that your hands are frosted and cold, but you do not feel the cold. "You second quirk!" the teacher says, surprised. "It's ice! That's a great quirk, it's just like one of the first people to get their quirk!" You blush and smile. "Hey, what's that for?" Kacchan roars, running towards you and with a fist. You feel your blood boil and you push him back with your ice. He starts crying and hammering his fists on the floor. His arm is frozen and the rest of the kids were backing away.





*After school*


"What trouble did you cause today, Hyoga-chan?" Your brother, Ensei pats your head and smiles. "I didn't!" You giggle and try to dodge your brother. "Yes you did!" He smiles playfully and lifts you up, swinging you around as you giggle. "Ok! I pushed Bakugo with ice." He stumbles a little and puts you down. "You got your quirk?" You nod and try to conjure the ice, but fire comes out on the hand that gave fire. "Hyoga-chan, don't joke." He says sternly. You pout and try again. This time ice comes out on your right hand and fire on your left. Ensei rubs his eyes. "Do it again." You try, and the position of the fire and ice switches. "This is bad..." He murmurs quietly. "What is it?" You ask. "Nothing. Do you want to get ice cream?" He asks, distracted. "Yay!" You cheer, holding your brother's hands.





*They just arrived at home, and sorry for the time skips*





"I'll go get you some soba from the fridge." Your brother tells you. You nod and walk upstairs and hear talking noises. You tiptoe to the door and hear your parents arguing. "When Hyoga gets her ice quirk, I'm taking her to Endeavor's agency to train her. That's final." Your father says, you can feel is fire quirk turning up the temperature. You peek in and see your mother on the floor with your father looming over her. "Please, Kazan-kun. She's only four! She's barely had time to make friends. Don't take her away!" You hear a small scream as  You see your father shoot fire at your mother, who raises her arms to block it, but a burn remains. "You will not defy me." He warns and gets his coat. Tears form in your eyes as you run to your room and sits on the tatami. That day, you swear to yourself, you will not use your ice quirk in combat ever.





A/N:

Sorry for the short chapter, I just wanted to give brief history so I won't have to explain too much later on.

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E.H. (my initials)

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