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Izuku gets bullied, beat, neglected. He can't take it anymore. He snaps. What will happen??? What happens when he gets urges he shouldn't??
{Being Rewritten}
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"....Quirkless....fourth generation....I'm afraid there is no hope..." Izuku sat in the small stool staring at the ground. He was so excited to get his quirk, to finally live his dream. But after hearing those few words his dream was starting to crumble. Izuku didn't notice when his mom stopped talking to the doctor, he also didn't notice the slight grin on the doctors face as they left.
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Inko stared at the child in front of her. She knew she shouldn't have married that villian, nonetheless have a child with the bastard. Izuku just stood in front of her his eyes full of tears as he just stared at the floor still trying to process the news. Inko simple left the crying child there as she walked into the kitchen. She needed to get her mind off of the poor excuse for a son she had. once she found what she was looking for she left to her room. Izuku was just left in the entryway crying.
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(Izuku is now ten)
It had only been five years since Izuku had been told he was quirkless. His 'mother' if he could call her that anymore, had stopped taking care of him and just stayed in her room while at home if not at work. Izuku didn't think things could get worse until Kacchan had learned of him being quirkless. Ever since then he would get yelled at, ridiculed, even beat up. But Izuku still held on to his dream, he hoped that something or someone would tell him he could be a hero even if he was quirkless. Izuku slowly got up from the ground from where Kacchan and his 'friends' had left him. He winced as the burns and bruises on his body shot him with a jab of pain. He had a slight limp but he tried his best to walk normal as he left the park. As he passed parents, children, even heroes all he heard was the same things, over and over. "...poor kid..." "....where's his parents..." "...isn't he that quirkless kid..." ".....troublemaker..." Izuku ignored the comments but he still could feel the slight sting. 'What do they know anyway...' His hair covered his eyes as he walked so when he bumped into someone he fell. He yelped out of surprise as he fell. "...Oh my bad, kid." Izuku looked up at the voice of someone he recognized. "....Dr.Kyudai..." The doctor held at his hand to help the poor boy. As Izuku stood the doctor started the injured boy down. He suddenly grinned widely at a thought. "...Midoriya, If i am correct?" Izuku looks up at the doctor as he nods his head. The doctor once again holds out his hand to the small and frail boy before him. "Why don't you come with me? ...so I can help you" Izuku stared at the man not knowing if he should trust him, but he was a doctor. Izuku slowly held his hand out at took the older mans hand. The doctor grinned ear to ear, "Follow me then." The doctor led Izuku down the street with his grin still on his face.
