ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ʜᴇʀᴏ//MHA X READER

02

You hated your quirk, in your eyes it wasn't suited to be a hero. People always said your quirk was good and unique, they said it was much like the Eraser head's quirk but better.

Your father told you that your quirk was very powerful yet all the years of praise never made you feel any different about your quirk.

You thought that it wasn't unique, you felt stupid to have such a similar quirk to the eraser hero. You felt sorry for stealing his quirk, no matter how many times the hero said it was okay.

your father found everything about your quirk weird.

He brought you to the doctor when he seen the mark glow black when you used your quirk, another thing that didn't make sense to him was the fact that no one in either side of your family had an erasing quirk.

The doctor explained that it was a quirk mutation and the mark on your face was what stored a quirk that you 'stole.' It wasn't that you stole the quirk and could use it, you could only steal it and store it.

You felt much worse about your quirk, you felt like a monster. Your father shook his head at your insecurities and helped you train your quirk so you could see that it was a quirk for a hero.

When training you found out that stealing a persons quirk could affect you, when you stole your father's quirk it only lasted a couple of minutes before you cried in pain and quickly gave him back his quirk.

He explained that when you steal someone's quirk their drawbacks affect you even tho you can't use it. The mark on your cheek also spreads to your arm and legs.

Another thing that sucked about your quirk was that you could only steal two at a time before you cried in pain because your bones or any other pain was hurting you.

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗5Y

The day where you almost lost your father. That day was traumatic, Nana Chiyo (recovery girl) held you close and comforted you. No ten year old should have to see their father defeat someone so scary and powerful.

You cried and begged her to let you go save your father, to take away the scary man's quirk but she told you he had too many quirks for you to handle.

When the fight did end, he was in terrible shape. He had tubes in his body and other stuff that you couldn't even understand.

You cried loudly and yelled at him to wake up but he stayed still, you prayed to every higher being that you could think of but not even the earth would wake him up.

When he finally did wake up, you cried as if the earth had given you everything you've ever dreamed of. It was like all your ancestors were smiling down on you.

But all good things have drawbacks, your father had to remove half his stomach and was skinny and frail. You stared at the man who looked as if he was a zombie, it was hard to see your father like this but the more the days went on, the more you knew that form as your father.

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗5Y

Your third year of middle school was alright, it was basically the same as last year. People crowded you and asked you questions about your father, you had one real friend who wouldn't just talk about who your father is.

Eijiro Kirishima, he was a true friend. You could go to him and tell him you just stabbed someone and he would ask you if you were okay. Not that you just stabbed someone.

You also trained a lot with him, he wanted to be like the hero Crimson Riot. You encouraged him with every bone in your body.

He was also one of the only people who didn't mention your mark or stare at it. When you two first got paired up in a group project, he glanced at it twice before ignoring it.