I Don't Need A Quirk!

Chapter 1: Quirkless

The late afternoon sun filtered through the car windows as Inko Midoriya drove her small sedan down the familiar streets. In the backseat, four-year-old Izuku sat quietly. The visit to the clinic had been long and nerve-wracking, and the doctor's words still lingered in the air: "I'm sorry, but it appears Izuku won't develop a quirk."

Inko glanced at Izuku through the rearview mirror. She had dreaded this moment, fearing how her son would react to the news. But to her surprise, Izuku wasn't crying or upset. Instead, he sat with a determined look on his face and his little hands clenched into fists on his lap.

"Are you okay, Izuku?" Inko asked gently.

Izuku looked up, his bright green eyes meeting hers in the mirror. "Yes, Mom. I’m okay," he said with a surprising mature tone for someone so young. "I'm still going to be a hero."

Inko felt a lump in her throat. "But... Izuku, the doctor said you won’t have a quirk. Being a hero is really hard without one."

Izuku nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation far better than any four-year-old should. "I know, but I don’t need a quirk to be a hero. I'll find another way! I'll work hard, and I'll help people just like All Might!"

Tears welled up in Inko’s eyes, not from sadness, but from the overwhelming pride she felt for her son. His resolve, his heroic spirit, even at such a young age, left her speechless.

"You’re such a brave boy, Izuku. I’m so proud of you. I'm sure you'll achieve greatness!" 

Izuku face lightened with a smile. "Thanks, Mom. I'll make you proud, I promise!”

The rest of the drive was filled with a quiet, hopeful determination. Izuku's mind raced with dreams and plans, already coming up with a plan to becoming a hero without a quirk. Inko, on the other hand, couldn't help but wonder at the incredible journey her son was about to embark on. She knew it wouldn’t be easy, but seeing the fire in Izuku's eyes, she believed that if anyone could do it, it would be him.

As they pulled into their driveway, the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over their apartment complex. Izuku unbuckled his seatbelt and hopped out of the car, already beaming with energy.

"Come on, Mom! I have lots of training to do!" he yelled while running up the stairs.

Inko followed her extraordinary little boy. She knew that, quirk or no quirk, Izuku Midoriya was destined for greatness.

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The late afternoon sun filtered through the car windows as Inko Midoriya drove her small sedan down the familiar streets. In the backseat, four-year-old Izuku sat quietly. The visit to the clinic had been long and nerve-wracking, and the doctor's words still lingered in the air: "I'm sorry, but it appears Izuku won't develop a quirk."

Inko glanced at Izuku through the rearview mirror. She had dreaded this moment, fearing how her son would react to the news. But to her surprise, Izuku wasn't crying or upset. Instead, he sat with a determined look on his face and his little hands clenched into fists on his lap.

"Are you okay, Izuku?" Inko asked gently.

Izuku looked up, his bright green eyes meeting hers in the mirror. "Yes, Mom. I’m okay," he said with a surprising mature tone for someone so young. "I'm still going to be a hero."

Inko felt a lump in her throat. "But... Izuku, the doctor said you won’t have a quirk. Being a hero is really hard without one."

Izuku nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation far better than any four-year-old should. "I know, but I don’t need a quirk to be a hero. I'll find another way! I'll work hard, and I'll help people just like All Might!"