chapter one-humble beginnings

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" YOU WILL DIE ALL FOR ONE, THE BLOOD YOU SHEAD WILL BE PAID IN FULL!!! " Izuku shouts as he barely standing

"All can try little Izuku but they will get as far as your father" afo replies in a chuckle as he places his hand upon the floor unleashing large vines the from the ground grasping Izuku down wrapping around his body

Izuku struggles to breath as he is covered in his own blood, fresh wounds cover his arms and legs he tries and tries to get up but his body gives out underneath him, legs no longer able to stand as he is unwillingly kneeling before afo the battle lasted a good 7-8mins afo himself is surprised how long the 15 year old lasted

"All can try little Izuku but they will get as far as your father" afo replies in a chuckle as he places his hand upon the floor unleashing large spiked vines erupt the from the ground grasping Izuku down wrapping around his body

Izuku struggles to breath as the spiked vines restrict almost all his movements he is covered in his own blood and sweat, fresh wounds cover his arms, legs and torso he tries and tries but his body gives out underneath him legs no longer able to stand the battle lasted a good 7-8mins afo himself is surprised how long the 15-year-old lasted

"Lariat taught you well but" afo Spoke as he approached the ensnared teen before him, he raised his hand and laid it on the teens head "it was not enough you had the power but not the skill," afo boasted as red eyes meet dull blue

"I have been wanting to try a combination of quirks too bad your father died before I could see what would happen" afo hinted to want his next course of actions were

Izuku blood turned cold the adrenaline that has kept him on his feet suddenly stop his sense diming as his ears fall deaf to the world and his eyes see dark surrounding his vision the last words he hears as he attempted use his quirk but he was too exhausted to so "pause, time dilation, boost x4 and bl ink ......"

5 years ago

"Happy birthday Izuku" the tall hero known as lariat yell as he lifts his son on his shoulders "hahaha" the father son duo laugh as banjo use black-whip to wrap around his son torso and throws him up in the air slightly higher but as soon as he catches Izuku a dark aura of an angry mother stands behind him with their arms crossed, he places Izuku on the ground a second later and he start sweating profusely "Daigoro banjo" the women says in calm but threating voice as banjo start sweating a little more than he was before." how many times do I have to keep telling you stop throw our son with your quirk " as he receives a hard smack on top of his head with wrapped up newspaper " Ow!! Jesus' women I swear you could be given anything and it would be a weapon in your hands" he grunts as he rubs the back of his head and look to the "hmph I'll take that as a compliment, but in all seriousness, I know you guys are having fun and it's your birthday Izuku but if you gonna play with your quirks please do it outside where he is less likely to hit his head or break some furniture" the women with dark blue hair sighs as she giggles "go have fun you two, shoji and mako should be arriving soon"

as soon as the names of his friends was said Izuku eyes suddenly grew wide with stars "dad ,dad come on lets go get ready" son the father son duo get dressed getting ready for Izuku birthday while Izuku puts some blue shorts with a green shirt that says 'pants' and Daigoro wearing red and white button up shirt and some light cargo pants "Izuku lets go you friends are waiting outside" he shouts out for his son as he waits at the door " coming, just grabbing my phone" Izuku shout back as he running past door putting his phone is his pocket 'is he wearing his joke shirts again' Daigoro laughed to himself 'never change Izuku never change' as he was about to close the door he pause and looks back inside at dining table to see some knuckled glove he uses for hero work 'hmm might as well grab them you never know' he thinks as sends 2 whips to grab his gloves and put them in his back pocket.

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