Izuku was quirkless. In many worlds and universes this means nothing or has no meaning. In many more it is a good thing that would change his life. But in the original and many of it's copies, being quirkless is a bad thing.
His mother who in many universes stressed ate, or in many others was supportive. Was not in this one and many others. This Inko Midoria hurt Izuku.
Objects were thrown at Izuku, they were once small objects that would bruise. Now they were sharp objects that brought numbed pain to Izuku.
At school he was ridiculed, abandoned, slandered, degraded, and hurt beyond what should have been done.
What hurt more than the blades that his mother threw at him, what hurt more the what the school did to him, was what the one he once considered a friend, Bakugo Katsuki, did to him.
Bakugo could hurt Izuku more than anyone else, because Bakugo could create explosions from his sweat. Bakugo burned Izuku in many places. Bakugo caused Izuku to almost go blind once.
All of this for a simple word, a slander: "quirkless".
Izuku was the abnormality in the school. The only one without a power. The only one who couldn't pass a test, because the teacher always lowered his grade.
Izuku didn't want to be a hero anymore. He just wanted to be happy.
—Onto the actual story the stuff up there are just details—
Izuku sat leaning against the wall behind his school Aldreda High. Izuku was unconscious, his blood pooling below him. His head was the source of all the blood, his face coated in it. The wall behind his head was cracked, burnt, and had massive amounts of Izuku's blood coating it.
Izuku's uniform was torn in many places, burnt in many more. Izuku slowly regained consciousness. Izuku blinked the dried blood from his eyes, and looked around. He slowly got up, tripping over his own feet.
Izuku shuffled back home. Maybe his caretaker wouldn't see him. He passed by house after house, alleyway after alleyway. Until he came across a a couple missing persons posters.
They all looked like normal kids, but the reoccurring theme Izuku found, was that they were all quirkless. Just like him.
Izuku's shuffle turned into a walk, uncaring to the hidden pair of golden eyes watching him.
As Izuku entered the apartment, a glass bottle hit the side of his head. Multiple objects were flying around the sleeping figure of his ̶m̶o̶t̶h̶e̶r̶ caretaker. Izuku quickly and quietly got medical supplies and went into the bathroom.
The clicking of heels could be heard approaching the door to the Midoria's' apartment. The lab coat wearing figure walked on towards the door. A neutral expression on their face, eyes open showcasing beautiful golden. Their long sky blue hair had a small bit that was tied into a ponytail.
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She turned facing the door. Brought up her hand and knocked three times. She waited for two minutes and forty seconds before a clearly drunk, green haired woman opened the door. "Ur...*hic* ...not der brat...*hic*" the green haired woman slurred. "My name is not important, but I must ask have you seen any quirkless people?" The blue haired woman asked. "Der...*hic* ...brat ssss... qirkless...*hic*" The blue haired woman spotted a child no less than fifteen trying to move as quietly as possible, trying to return medical supplies to the proper place. She waited until he finished. "Is that him?" She asked pointing towards Izuku. The green haired woman looked at him before shouting "BRAT!". Izuku jumped at the sudden loud noise. Izuku looked their way. And the blue haired woman could see the fresh bandages already soaked with blood, most of his face was bandaged but he left a hole so he could still see. Her eyes widened at the state of the child, was this woman his caretaker, or his mother? Ether way, the child wouldn't be the green haired woman's for much longer.
"The reason I had asked if you knew any quirkless people, is that I work in a lab to find out how and why they are quirkless" the blue haired woman lied effortlessly. "Take...*hic*..der brat see if I c're" the green haired woman told her. She entered the apartment crouched down and told the boy to pack what he needed then what he wanted. The boy left quickly to his room. She texted some people on her phone.
Perfect Angel I have obtained a child
Blood-carver Holy crap
Bby Hod Oh no! What happened?
Viper How
BirdBitch Legally or Illegally
Perfect Angel Legally, I just asked this Woman and she just gave Him to me
Clipboard Alright! What's his name!
Perfect Angel Izuku
She turned off her phone when Izuku came out of his room wearing a black hoodie and sweatpants. He carried his backpack and flipped his hood up hiding the bandages.
She smiled gently and offered her hand to Izuku. Izuku flinched away from her hand. A clear sign of abuse, but how long has this been going on?
She held her hand still, waiting for him to take it. He through a shaking arm, roughly grabbed her hand, and held it tightly. As if she would disappear if he didn't. How cute, but how sad.
She gently dragged him to the train station. Gently setting his small form on her lap as they rode the train. They silently waited until they arrived at the Backstreets.
The Backstreets was were crime ran rampant in Japan. No heroes dared to come here, they would be killed on sight. She watched as the Sweepers from company S dragged several corpses into a abandoned building to feed. She watched as the fixers fought the robots of doubt.
She led Izuku to a place we're he could be safe, a place of peace. She led Izuku to a wing of the world. She entered the building with him, waiting were all of the Sephiras, even Netzach was sober.
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