"I have both good and bad news."
"He isn't..." Inko paused to cover her son's ears,
"Quirkless? Right?" Worry laced the mother's tone.
"No. At least not quite." The doctor replied impassively, "you see little Midoriya here shows, at first glance all sign of quirklessness-"
The mother practically glared daggers at the mention of the word.
"But from the x-ray results we can see that your son does not possess the extra pinky toe joint. Meaning Midoriya is of the evolved generation, and that what we currently have is simply the case of a late bloomer, or the boy simply possesses a quirk that will require a trigger, in the meantime all you can actually do is simply wait."
The doctor concluded solemnly.
"So? Do I get a quirk? What's my quirk!?" The little green headed boy piqued up curiosity and excitement dancing in his bright emerald gaze.
"Isitapassivequirk?Oranenhancementquirk?Isitlikemymum's?ormydad's!?I'veneverseenmydad'squirkbutmumsaysit'sfirebreathing!Orisitacombinationofboththeirquirks!?Ihearditcouldalsobeoneofmygrandparentsquirks!Butwhichsidewoulditbe?Mymum'sordad's?CanIbeaherolikeAllMightwithmyquirk?Alsowhatif-"
"Kid! Slow down! Yes you have a quirk but as for when it'll appear or what you'll get we're not sure!" The doctor interrupted in fear the kid would blow a fuse.
Maybe the boy had possession of an intellectual quirk but that was highly unlikely.
He watched the boy wave goodbye as he left hand-in-hand with his mother who wore an unreadable expression on her face.
One thought flitted through the doctor's mind.
I hope the kid get's his quirk soon...
Izuku did not get his quirk soon.
He never got a quirk at all.
It's been ten years since that day at the doctors and those ten years were filled with nothing more than pure hell.
During those ten years Izuku's existence had become nothing better than a joke.
He may as well have been reborn as a dog's chew toy in this life, maybe it would've been better.
During those ten years almost everybody would p͔͉̰̯ͮ̕l̗̘̰̥̗̮͖̾̊̓͟a͕͍͗͊͢y͍̟̖̺̤̟̬̼͛̓ͥ̚͡ with Izuku. It was simply another part of his day.
Wake up, make mum breakfast, got school, p͔͉̰̯ͮ̕l̗̘̰̥̗̮͖̾̊̓͟a͕͍͗͊͢y͍̟̖̺̤̟̬̼͛̓ͥ̚͡ with f̣̣͎̖ͤͪ͢r̲̬̦̳̼̗̄ͯͬ͆́ͅi̶̘̖̠͍ͯȩ̣̤͕̭̭̘̮̝̄̌n̛̗͈̘ͪ͗̆̈́ͅd̡͚̩̘͎̖̗ͨs̼̝̣͑̈́̿̕, go home, make mum dinner, head out again to Dagobah Beach, build, go home, s͎̭̯ͣ͆̆̋͠t̢̘̬̆u̴̟̪͉̯̔́͌͐d̯̠̮̻̞̄͜y͍̬̲̹͗͌͗͠ with mum, sleep and repeat.
Izuku didn't really enjoy s̗͎̰̳̻̖̫̪̑̈ͯ͜ṯ̶̜͓̈́ͭ͒̚u͍̦͍̤̤ͨ͞d͈̠̳̲͈̣͍ͤ́ͯ͜y͚͍̘̖̣̦͒̿͞î̲̞̺̼̮̯͈̮̀ͮ̐͝n̜̗ͨͥ͢g̢̤̺̥̒ with his mum, Izuku hated s̗͎̰̳̻̖̫̪̑̈ͯ͜ṯ̶̜͓̈́ͭ͒̚u͍̦͍̤̤ͨ͞d͈̠̳̲͈̣͍ͤ́ͯ͜y͚͍̘̖̣̦͒̿͞î̲̞̺̼̮̯͈̮̀ͮ̐͝n̜̗ͨͥ͢g̢̤̺̥̒ but if he didn't she'd be d̪͚͈̰̰̓̀ỉ͍̹̬͊̽́s͂̑͐̍҉̞͓͎̱̯͕à̈҉͓͍̬p̀ͩͮ̓҉͓̭͉̻ͅp̵̳̝̰̙̾ö̵͇̼ͦ͛i͙̥̖̬̻̣̿̓ͯͣ͞n̸͈̪͇̗̺̭͎̆̌t̡̩̦͙̦̻̔ę̫͙͔̓ͤḍ̵̰̝͎̲̖̣̠̏, and as much as he hated s̗͎̰̳̻̖̫̪̑̈ͯ͜ṯ̶̜͓̈́ͭ͒̚u͍̦͍̤̤ͨ͞d͈̠̳̲͈̣͍ͤ́ͯ͜y͚͍̘̖̣̦͒̿͞î̲̞̺̼̮̯͈̮̀ͮ̐͝n̜̗ͨͥ͢g̢̤̺̥̒ with mum he hated d̖͍͔̣̈́͠i̹̼͓͖̯͆͂͟s̢͓͉ͭa̙̲̖͕̖͚̥͛͆͒͞p͇̱͇͎̞̽͞p̵̼͓̘̠͉̠̜ͬ̋o̬͓͙̱̱̹̳̻̅͘ỉ̧̮̲̓n̶̬̙̦̿ͯͣ̓ͅţ͔͎͊ͨ͊i̩̳͉̭̜̽͜n̛͕̲͆͋͋g͕̱̦͓̥̔̋͘ her more.
While most of Izuku's life was meaningless he had found joy in building strange contraptions, it helped him cope throughout his hell.
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I'M RETYPING THIS EVEN IF IT KILLS ME!
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alr while this motivation lasts just letting y'all now I will do some small changes to the story,
So as to cover some plot holes I discovered in my drafts.
Until then be sure to look forward to the story's return!
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