Shadows of Hope| A MHA/BNHA OC Story

Ch.1: Origins

This takes place seven years before Izuku takes the Entrance Exam.

 "I'm sorry, kid, but it's not going to happen," the doctor replies after inspecting my X-rays. Those words echoed on my mind and shattered my dreams of being a hero

"Are you sure?" My mother asked him. 

"To put it simply, he has two extra joints in one of his pinkie toes, which is a telltale sign which means that he can't have a Quirk if it exists in his body." the doctor responds. 

 "Ok thank you for checking for It. Let's go Jakku."

My parents held my hands as we walked outside the hospital and onto the sidewalk into a bustling district of Musutafu. My mother then looked down at me, who was staring off into the distance with a blank expression on my face.

"It's okay, Sweetheart," she said, frowning at her son's deflated state. 

"I don't believe that doctor was being fair to you."My father said.

 "So...do you think I have a Quirk?" 

"...Well...I mean...that diagnosis the doctor said was...outdated, anyway," my dad explained to me. 

"Outdated?" I asked, intrigued.

"Oh, that means it's, uh, very old news, and it's not very trustworthy. Every day, new things are discovered, you could just...be a late bloomer!" my mother said to reassure me.

"Okay...but...everyone in school will have a Quirk except me," I said solemnly as I walked. "I'll be the Quirkless kid...and no one will want to play with me. I'm sorry I failed you two."

"Failed!?," my parents exclaimed as we came to a stop. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, you have a Quirk and I don't...I-I just wish I had quirk like yours. I don't want to disappoint you." My eyes were tearing up as I felt the sadness in my stomach.

"Jakku, stop that right now," my Dad said sternly but softly.

I looked up at my parents, with teary eyes wide

"Jakku...you will never be a disappointment to us . You are my wonderful, special, and loving baby boy, and...if you somehow do or don't have a Quirk in the future."

"Just know that we will always love you just the way you are, with or without a Quirk, and don't you forget that. You are the world to us, and whatever you want to do in the future...we will support you one-hundred percent."

After hearing that, I felt better, stopped crying, and then said, "Tha-Thank you."

And I smiled for the first time ever since I was pronounced Quirkless. then I hugged onto my mother's leg in appreciation and wiped my tears on her pant leg.

I then turned my head to look up to see...that we were at a movie theater. A Batman movie poster was shown. 

My dad noticed it and then says to me, Jakku, How about we go see that one movie again? The one when a serial killer begins murdering key political figures in Gotham, and Batman is forced to investigate the city's hidden corruption and question his own family's involvement?"

 I looked at him and said excitedly with a cheerful smile. "Okay!"

"Now that's the Jakku I know all too well." My mom smiled sweetly.

A few hours later...

"Goodness, I never thought that movie was so violent a second time I viewed it..." My mom muttered as we exited the movie theater.

 "And such a long movie too...almost three hours." My Dad whispered to her.

 I was holding onto their hands while bounced in glee, ecstatic about my rewatch. "Wow! That movie was awesome! Thank you so much for letting me see it again!"