Golden Dawn

Prologue part 1

A burning pain shot through Katsuki's body as he lay on the floor of the hell hole he'd found himself in. Honestly, he should have known that their plan would fail. It almost always did. Katsuki rose from the floor groaning; in pain as pieces of his broken armour fell off him. He growled and looked around the desolate landscape for any sign of his allies passing.

Even in this dark and dreary place, his mind wandered back to the past as it often did these days. This wasn't the place for introspection but, he couldn't help but get distracted by his thoughts. His mind drifted and he wondered why even after all these years he could remember his past with such accuracy. Hell, he could even remember how it all started.

Bakugou sat uncomfortably in the clinics waiting room playing, with an All Might and Endeavor action figure. He huffed in annoyance. As soon as the doctor had taken an x-ray of the four-year-old's foot his mother had forced him to stay in the waiting room while she spoke with the doctor. It annoyed him greatly. It was his x-rays and his health! Surely: he was entitled to hear the results!

Honestly, it figured that the only time his mom paid attention to him was when he needed to find out when his stupid quirk would come in. His life would be so much better with it. He'd get his friends back and, it would get Izuku to stop giving him expecting looks when he thought Katsuki wasn't paying attention.

Still, the thought of what an awesome: quirk he would definitely get made for an effective balm for his bruised ego. Next to him sat a couple with a child his age. The parents were both reading magazines ignoring him completely. The father looked bored but, Bakugou had noticed the man was holding his magazine very tightly. The wife's dark brown hair obscured her face but, she brimmed with nervous energy.

The child for, his part looked deathly pale. The boy struggled to stay awake but, he still watched Katsuki curiously. His gaze was solely focused on the Endeavor action figure watching it with a twitch of envy. Bakugou rolled his eyes at that internally. He'd understand if someone wanted his All Might action figure since he was the greatest hero ever! Well to: each their own.

'Should I give him the action figure? I mean Endeavor isn't my favourite hero and, this toy isn't even limited edition but, it's mine!' After several agonizing minutes, Bakugou huffed and turned to the boy. "Here, take this." Commanded Bakugou as he thrust out the toy nearing knocking, the boy in the nose. The boy let out a small noise of surprise alerting the mother and father.

The son regained his bearing first and tentatively reached his hand out to take the action figure. He grasped it and pulled it towards himself smiling. His smile soured as he erupted into a coughing fit. Without thinking Bakugou's hand shot forward and grabbed the boys shoulder to steady him. Neither child noticed the small embers of golden Light that emanated from Bakugou's hand. All they paid attention to was the bluenette's fading cough.

The child's mother couldn't help but, stare at Bakugou in surprise. Before she could speak however a doctor opened a door and said. "Mr and Mrs Sako? We're ready for you." The mother stood up and took her son's hand and walked toward the door. She briefly turned to face Bakugou and smiled at him in thanks. Bakugou saw her expression and grunted in acknowledgement returning his attention to his toy.

The young boy turned to Bakugou and said. "Here's your action figure back. Thanks for lending it to me even, if I didn't get to use it much." Bakugou shook his head and rolled his eyes at the pale boy replying. "Keep it. I don't like Endeavor much anyway." The boy beamed with joy but, before he could rush toward Katsuki he was ushered away by his mother.

The mother smiled as she entered the doctor's examination room. She never would get the chance to thank the boy. She thought she recognized the boy at the Sports Festival but, how would a quirkless heal her son? She would never understand her boy's insistence that the angry blond was the healer.