The Augmented Reality Hero: Glitchtrap

Part 1

I've always been an absurdly intelligent child.

I said Mama by 6 months and was thinking full sentences by then, it was my body's natural growth lagging behind that kept me from learning everything I needed.

By the time I was two I was already learning primary school level math and science.

People found me weird since i spent more time learning than fawning over Heroes.

It wasn't that I disliked, or wasn't interested, but that I knew I wanted to be a Hero, and after seeing the sheer number of idiots on TV telegraphing their moves for publicity I knew knowledge was my golden ticket.

Besides.

Unlike the rest of the family, I knew innately that I didn't have a Quirk.

I'm not sure how I knew.

Just that I did.

And to bypass that barrier I knew science was needed to bring me to Superhuman Levels.

I'd come across a lot of Dad's Pre-Quirk Era comics and how accidents or science made superheroes.

By the time I was five I already knew what kinds of science I would need.

Mechanical Engineering.

Biology.

Chemistry.

Biomechanical Engineering.

Gene Therapy.

When I was discovered to be Quirkless I didn't let it stop me.

The bullying was expected due to how Quirklessness is rarer and rarer every generation.

But I know it wasn't as bad as it could be.

A few scrapes and bruises, a broken bone here and there after I turned 10.

I got red spider lilies and fake love notes I never acted upon.

You can tell a lot about a person by their handwriting.

For example, scared, frantic, rushed and angry all have similar, yet distinctively different if you can see the difference.

All of the notes had disgust running through them.

Not to say they didn't upset me.

Suicide Baiting is ignorable, because they're too scared to actually make you do it.

Fake love notes can lead to severe problems.

Mom and Dad ignore my existence for my sister.

A powerful Strength Enhancement Quirk.

I'm 15 now, three years till UA's Entrance Exams.

I'm at Dagobah beach, I've been using it as well as some biochemistry and gene therapy to make my body build muscle, harden bone, my organs work at a higher level of efficiency.

I could get drunk but be sober in half the time most people do.

My white and red blood cells are more numerous, and three times as powerful.

My healing of physical injuries is much higher.

Gathering materials for an experiment, something under the pile sticking up from it catches my attention.

"What the... Is that a rabbit ear?"

I begin shifting rubbish and old appliances, taking the important stuff like gold, platinum, computer boards and shit.

A hunched over robot on wheels was stuck in there.

Suddenly it jerks to like and gets in my face.

"Please take a mask. Take a mask. Take a mask" it loops.