The neglected but loved hero

Chapter 1: A new life

(A/N: I hope you enjoy!)

In a world full of heroes and villains, there is one group of people constantly ostracized for something they can't control. Being quirkless. Around two percent of the population is quirkless and they are treated like trash. I am one of those people. Or, at least, I was but more on that later. I'm Izuku. No surname, I hate it.

When I was four years old, the doctor told me to give up on my dream because I couldn't be a hero if I was quirkless. After that, my family treated me differently. My sister would bully me with the people I used to call friends. My parents acted as if I never even existed after they learned about me.

My life was a living hell. There's only a few people in the world that I actually care for and that's the ones who took me in after I ran away at seven years old, Ryuko Tatsuma and Rumi Usagiyama. They've been so nice to me, taken care of me, treated me as if I was their own child. Neither of them officially adopted me but they treat me like a son.

Since then, I've been happy. I went to a new school. I didn't make any friends but at least they don't beat me for wanting to be a hero. When I go home, I watch the news and see if there's anything on about Ryukyu or Mirko.

When my twelfth birthday came around, I felt different. Like something was wrong. I told Ryuko about it and she had me stay in bed and she took off work just to take care of me. The whole day, I was unbearably itchy, like something was trying to break through my skin.

After a few hours, Ryuko's friend, Rumi, came over to check and see how I was doing. She was just as nice as Ryuko but also more... intense. She has been helping me train for years and she doesn't shirk on the training one bit.

When she came over, she saw me and immediately became worried. Eventually, when I got up, Ryuko and Rumi both stayed by my side to make sure nothing bad happened. As I was walking to the kitchen, a sharp, stabbing pain shot through my skin. Every inch. I closed my eyes as I screamed in pain.

When it stopped, I was panting and out of energy as I noticed that Ryuko and Rumi both had worried expressions but also shocked faces. I also felt a lot heavier. I was confused until I looked down and saw it. My whole body was covered in scales. I had grown a tail, wings and horns. My hands and feet had also changed and were replaced by shard claws, the only thing left was my face. My face was the only part that, for the most part, didn't grow any scales. My teeth and eyes had also changed.

I no longer had my normal, green eyes. They were changed to draconian slits like Ryuko. My teeth had also been altered and became pointed. When I saw this, I immediately knew that I had gotten my quirk.

That was six years ago. I had learned that with that change came an alteration to my body as well. I was stronger, faster, and I could see from a great distance perfectly. My sense of smell and hearing also increased. I could hear someone whisper from the opposite side of the house. Which, by the way, was huge. It took a lot of training but I managed to tell the differences between scents and could track them.

Right now, I'm in class as the teacher is having us fill out career forms. I know exactly what I want to do. I want to be a hero like Ryuko and Rumi. I want to help everyone and bring a smile to those who need it most. When I turned in my paper, the teacher gave me a weird look but I ignored it. I walk back to my desk, the claws on my feet clacking against the tile floor since I can't wear shoes anymore. They'd just get torn to pieces by my claws.

When everyone was done, the teacher gave us the rest of the period off. I sat in my chair, writing in my notebook about different ideas about my quirk until class ended. On my way home, I saw a store that had tv's showing the news. Looking at one, I saw some sort of slime villain had a hold of a few hostages. Curious, I continued watching and saw a familiar looking explosion from the slime.