Izuku POV
On the next day I woke up early so I could arrive to school to show my quirk. After getting dressed and brushing my teething I went down stairs.Except from being greeted by mommy she grabbed and yanked me on the floor hitting the wall with my back. I didn't know why she suddenly threw me onto the floor and left to grab something but I was shaking with fear when I was what my mom was holding.
In her hand was a sharp and pointy knife. I cried in pain when the knife made contact with my skin. It hurt like hell but she still didn't stop. After a few minutes my mum stopped and told me to tell the others that I didn't have a quirk.
Then she left me bleeding everywhere with about 25 cuts around me. My vision became a little blurry from blood lost and black dots were covering my vision.
Before I knew it blackness fell upon me with one thought in mind " why was she hurting me, did I do something wrong?"
Inko's POV
After cutting my son I gathered all the blood in a container and left. In the Conner of my eye I see my son lose his consciousness but I didn't care because I was going to sell his blood for money.I'm soon going to be richer and richer and it all begins with Izuku.
Izuku's POV
I woke up on the floor all bloody and for a sec I was confused until all the past events came back. I looked at the clock and I was almost late.I quickly left and took off to school, but since mum didn't make food i used my quirk to make a toast.
Upon arriving at school the teacher made me tell my quirk because I went to the quirk doctor yesterday. Since I didn't want to disobey my mum I told everyone I was quirkless.
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Ahahahahahahaha! I could here words like "you think you can be a hero without a quirk", "your just a weak quirkless loser and " you should just dreams because nobody wants a quirkless loser to be a hero but even other jobs won't even except you.
i was on the verge of crying when I heard these things. I thought things will get better from this day and on but no, it got worse.
At one point kaachan decided to bully me and everybody else. Nobody helped not even the teachers.
3 years later
Nothing has changed over the years and it started becoming my daily routine. Get cut by my mother in the morning, get beaten to a pulp by kaachan at school, get cut again by mum and then to my online class.Since my intelligence was better than others by a lot thanks to my quirk I decided to do middle school classes when I was four years old. Now I am already at the end of college level.
I haven't made any friends since 4 and all the friends I made before are my bullies. People around the school simply ignore me and leave or throw hurtful words at me.
One day, kachan even gave me a suicide note and I actually was contemplating on it for a while until deciding a no.
After being through these bullying and cutting my eyes were lifeless and dull. I had a high pain tolerance and an emotionless face.
With all that I haven't seen my dad in 5 years and didn't even remember what he looked like. The only word that comes up in my mind when I think of him is "akio".
That was the nickname dad gave me. The capture weapon was still in my room to remember the fun times before this all happened.
A few days past and I couldn't take it anymore. I decided enough is enough so when my mum was asleep, I grabbed my packed bag and quietly slip out from the window and land on the ground.
It was past midnight and everything was dark. The only light was the moon light shining on me and the street lights that light the path.
I walked for a while and soon found an abandoned warehouse. I needed to check the place because last time I found a warehouse someone was living there.
When the coast was clear I set everything up and slept on a dirty mattress next to the wall.
Over the months I have been living in the warehouse I cleaned it to look more better and I guess my mum didn't care I left because there was no missing posters of me.
Probably because she had enough money to work with.
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