izuku. a boy with no last name was taken in by "The Hound of the Underground." although izuku is young he is no fool. Being very analytical izuku can tell the world is unfair. while those in piltover thrive. the under city suffer from drawbacks caus...
My name is izuku. An under city boy. Many kids my age wonder what life could be like if we were not separated by topsiders and Zaunites. Not like such things matter.
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But for me rather than sit around praying that change will come. I'll make it come with my inventions. That is what I believed at the start...
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So why is this happening to me...
Earlier
???: izuku... Come on over dinner is ready.
Izuku: coming mom.
I love under city even with the toxic air and bad people. Even if my situation is bad my home is the best It could be. My mother inko and father hisashi often say that if we did not have The Hound of the Underground then there would be more catastrophe than ever.
Hisashi: hey there champ still holding it together? And is the food good?
I look at my father with slight confusion as I feel fine for the most part. He has a look of worry even with a cigarette in his mouth from the table. Yet it also did not stop my mother from stopping whatever she was doing to rush into me and give me a crushing bear hug as I was eating.
Inko: dear god, hisashi if you look carefully he is still our baby boy. Even if he is like a twig.
Izuku: mom.. can't.. breath...
Both my parents worry for me. To them I am their top most priority. Being their only son in a place like zaun.
Hisashi: inko dear, I know your worries... I have them too. But I can't help but want to do more for my boy and worry just as much.
* Puffs out smoke from cigarette and says the following with a bitter tone as he puts ashes into the ash tray *
Hisashi: living here is not getting any easier with all those enforcers running all over the place. They are even going so far as to demand some form of ransom from us like we owe them anything.
Those words were enough to loosen my mothers grasp on me as I can now breath the not so fresh air of Zaun.
Hisashi: god knows we can only do so much just looting and trading goods at underside... And it ain't getting easier to care for little zuku here. Topsiders sure do have it easy. They have the resources provided by generations of their own businesses and family. While we have to deal with only living with scraps that they rarely cast aside. And only then can we rarely get lucky to even have a piece of such scrap to work with on trades and tinkering.
Inko: I know it's hard dear but we must thrive. We are going to make it out of this.
Hisashi: *sighs* lucky for us little zuku sure does not make things hard.
Izuku: dad... *Pouts* it is you guys not letting me work with scraps to make more inventions. I know I can do a lot more if you guys give me more of your trust and scraps.
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Hisashi: I know little zuku.
*Ruffles his hair*
Hisashi: but I got to make sure the scrap is usable.
*Look to his right to see a pile of junk metal.*
Hisashi: And by the looks of it none of it seems to catch your eye.
Izuku: I am already working on a pulse glove.
*Pulls out blue print*
Izuku: With this perhaps underside wouldn't be so defenseless and maybe... Maybe... May...
Inko: izuku dear... What's the matter...
Izuku:*sobs a bit* maybe I can... Help more people...and..get us and zaun out of this nightmare...
Both adults stop and look at their son. They then go to their child to reassure him his dreams are achievable.
Hisashi: hey, hey, champ no need for the tears.. you are doing wonders here in zaun. Your inventions saved us more times than you can count. The air filter, blowtorch, my ashtray...
-gets hit on the head by inko
Inko: what he means to say is that we will always be there to support you dear.
Hisashi: if we are done with the tears. Can we get back to our meal?
Izuku: *wipes tears away* yeah I love that.
*Door knocks x3*
We were just fine at that point...
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