Part 3

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2 years later (Izuku is 15 now):

Izuku's POV:

I was on top of the roof tops relaxing. Now I know what you will say, "Why aren't you patrolling or something?" (Hey! No breaking the 4th wall!) Aww come on, you let Dabi do it. (>////< th-that's different!) Okay whatever. I just FINISHED my patrol and was taking a BREAK. I pulled my mask up to my nose so my mouth was exposed. I started smoking cause it calms me down. After 2 I feel a presence behind me and suddenly grab my cigarette.

"Hey, I wasn't finished with that pencil tip." I said without turning around. "Smoking is bad problem child." he said while he sits next to me. "You don't even know how old I am, let alone me being a child." I said and turned to him. "Your height and attitude says other wise. I actually need your help with a missing person case. They went missing almost 4 years ago and ever since that day I've been trying to find them. The detective is as well, he's been asking around, he feels like it's his fault he's missing. He keeps saying 'if only I got there sooner'. I know you have connections to the underground, so I want to see if you could ask around." he said while looking ahead.

"What's in their file." I ask, putting away the rest of my pack. "Went missing at the age 13, so he's 15 now. Green hair, green eyes, freckles. He's quirkless which is why so little people are actually looking for him. Parents were arrested on multiple charges, all circling around abuse. We don't know if the kid was sold or ran away. I'm not saying I'm glad he's missing, but I hope he ran away. The people he was or is sold to could be just as bad as his parents. At least on the streets it shouldn't be as bad." 

"Izuku Midoriya." I said in a monotone voice. I didn't know anyone was still looking for me, let alone my favorite hero and the detective. "How did yo-" "I know him. I'm surprised you're still looking for him. Not a lot of people care for those with 'villainous' quirks or the quirkless. A lot of heroes shut him down on his dream of becoming a hero, I'm surprised one cared enough to continue looking for him." I said, memories already coming back. 

"I'm not like most heroes, I'm an underground hero for a reason. I don't like the fame nor the money, just the fact I can save someone and see them happy is enough. Of course, not all cases go as planned, the Midoriya case being one of them. I just want to know if the kid is safe, if he is happy." I was surprised. Why would this hero go so far just for him. Why is he so concerned with me? I was nothing special, my case should have stopped the day my parents got arrested. So why are people still looking? Why are they still caring?

"That's, nice. I've never met such a hero before. My life is screwed up, which is why I started this. No hero saved me, no one cared. It's always quirk this and quirk that. You wanna be a hero get a flashy quirk. This society is so focused on quirks, it's no wonder villains are who they are. I wanna tell you a story and listen." I said, looking at Erasure. He took the hint and sat down next to me.

"Once upon a time, there was a boy. His life was perfect: he had loving parents, a good home, friends, was the best student in the school, he was extremely smart even at such a young age. But, everything changed on his 4th birthday, the day kids receive their quirk. They went to the doctors and he was told he didn't have a quirk. After his parents left the room the doctor told the kid he had an extremely rare quirk, Creation. He could create any quirk he wanted, he had all the quirks he could think of. But the doctor told him to tell no one, because they would be in danger. Villains would come after the boy, so he stayed quiet. His parents grew abusive, and at some point started to sell him to other people to have their 'fun'. The boy lost his friends, and was bullied by his classmates. The teachers would watch and if he ever tried to stand up for himself he got in trouble, not the kids assaulting him. He best friend told him to take a swan dive off the roof of the building. He met his idol and asked if without a quirk could he still be a hero. The hero said no, that he would just be a burden to those with good quirks and want to be heroes. After that he was never seen again." I finished, a few tears rolled down my face as I recalled the memories, the oh so hurtful memories. I look towards Erasure, and he even had tears in his eyes.

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