Parallax (Suicidal Vigilante Deku)

Diagnosed

When I woke up, it was in the middle of the night again and I wanted to sigh so hard if not for the slow breathing that I could hear in the room. I was certainly not allone and I hated the fact that I was in a hospital. It was soo long that I've been in one. In fact I couldn't even remember when the last time was, I was in one.

Oh yeah it was the day I was diagnoes as quirkless. Oh how I hated that day.

~Flashback brought to you by a sleeping caterpillar on the floor~

Nurse: The Midoriya's please?

Inko: Ah that would be us!

Nurse: Please follow me.

I was still little and followed my mother to the doctor's room and although I was scared of what they would do to me to find out my quirk, I was to curious to mind anything that will happen. I remember I mentally prepared myself before we stepped foot into the room.

Altho I was young, I still had my way to mentally prepare myself. Just the sheer thought of all the quirks and what I could do was just... well thrilling and I loved the thought about it, so I started thinking about all the possibilities. I still remember dreaming to have my mothers quirk. It might be weak but it was enough to be a fine hero.

Doctor: Hello there little fella, you must be Izuku right.

The moment he called to me, I stepped behind my mother and hid behind her leg but also nodded in respond. The doctor then explained to me what they would do. It was basically just some simple test to see in which category my quirk could fall in.

After an hour of testing, they concluded that my quirk was well nonexistant. They made me do and try some stuff but nothing worked out at all. Besides that my mom was getting impatient and since they couldn't see any sign of a mutant quirk not mental ability, they send me to an x-ray saying I could be a late bloomer...

That was until they saw the double joints. 

I wasn't a late bloomer.

No.

I was quikless and still had all my hopes high up.

Doctos: May I ask what his parents quirks are?

Before answering the doctor's question, my mother went to my side. She was petting my back and she was trying to get me to calm down because at this point I ws just over the edge curious what quirk I could have. I really hoped and wanted to have one as Kacchan. I wanted to have something flashy and cool but I would also be fine with each and every other quirk. I was sure to make it my own no matter what.

Inko: Mine is a weak telekinesis and his father has a fire breathing quirk.

Doctor: Ok and what about your parents and his parents?

Inko: I don't know about his parents but my father has a mental quirk and my mother has a stronger version of mine. Why are you asking this?

Doctor: Hmm, you see your son here is quirkless and it usually runs in the family gens. It is very rare but it seems he is one of the few kids this year. I am sorry to say this.

I remember my mom stopping to pet me and instead gripped me. Her nails dug into my skin as she repeated what she just heard.

Inko: Quirkless?

Doctor: Yes.

Inko: That's can't be possible.

Doctor: This reaction is normal but I want to show you this. Do you see the double joints right here?

Inko: Yes.

Doctor: That is a fascinating fact about quirkless people. They have double joints as we only have one. The reason behind this is still unclear but we know this much.

Inko: Quirkless....

Me: Mom?

She was shocked to hear that I, as her son, was quirkless.  In that moment, something changed in her. My mom dropped her hands frommy back and stepped away. I remember seeing the hate in her eyes but it was still not that bad.  

Me: I don't get a quirk?

Doctor: No.

Inko: Goodbye!

I wanted to ask more. I wanted to know more. I wanted to know what was wrong with me but before I could, my mom grabbed my hand and started dragging me out.

My mom was speechless, she also didn't say a word to me after this. It was all my fault from there on. I knew that something changed the moment how she reacted by the words the doctor said. 

~End of flashback brought to you by a still sleeping panther in a yellow sleeping bag~

I was still young!

I didn't know what that meant!

I also didn't know that my father was the only person who was accepting me the way I was...

It was just...

Difficult!

However it didn't take me long to learn what it meant to be quirkless. No matter what I did, I was always wrong and a nuisence. There was nothing that I could do right. It was the first thing I learned. After that I learned to shut up and never bother nor call for help. I got into soo many problems just because I tried to get help. 

Well tried...

I never succeeded.

It was every time people would hear that I was quirkless that they would say that it was all just something in my head. That I wanted attention eventho I was hurt. I wanted them to see what was real but they were all blind. No one saw the pain I was in, the blood I always had on me or the broken smile I was wearing. No one ever could see through it.

I knew it was all hopeless...

I knew what I was...

I was quirkless...

A bother...

An idiot...

A bastards son...

A waste of space...

An abomination of nature...

I simply put not to exist. My pure existance was defying the rules of nature. That much I was told and I was told the same words over and over again. At some point, you just start questioning yourself... you just... believe in these words... no matter how much they would hurt.