(Y/N)'s Origin

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(A/N) - If they're any typos whatsoever please notify me where it is and I will correct it. You will also have the powers of deadpool and sans.

(Y/N) - Your Name
(A/N) - Authour's Note
(H/C) - Hair Color
(E/C) - Eye Color
(S/C) - Skin Color
(F/C) - Favourite Color
(S/F/C) - Second Favorite Color
(T/F/C) - Third Favorite Color.
But I'm sure most of you knew that. Anyways onto the story

Third Person's P.O.V.

It was a cloudy day. It wasn't very sunny nor was it very cloudy, but it happened to be just in the middle of both. Young (Y/N) was very excited, for in 6 days he would be receiving news of if he had his quirk. He was bouncing around his mother pretending to be his favourite hero: All-Might.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.
"Smash"! I yelled acting as if I was All-Might beating up a villian.
"It's ok now. Why? Because I am here"! My mother giggled at my childish behavior.
"I'm sure you'll become a great hero once you get your quirk." She told me. I was a happy mess. I always wanted to become a hero after watching All-Might save so many people over and over again.
"Once I get my quirk I'll be able to save everyone!" I yelled, running up to my room to watch All-Might save people again. Oh how wrong I was.

Timeskip 6 days later:
It was time. I'm gonna get my quirk! I'm gonna be the best hero ever! I thought to myself in the car. My mother was currently driving us to the doctor. I watched in anticipation as the street lights switched from green to red. I payed attention to how the cars from our left drove from where they were to either beside us or the road in front of them. Then it happened, a villian had appeared in the street in front of us. Rampaging through the road full of cars as if it we were but ants. Everyone looked panicked. But I however was excited. I wanted to see All-Might come to everyone's rescue...........That however never came to be.

Instead of what I had expected, the Villian kept rampaging. The heroes never showed up. My mother rushed out of our car and tried to open the back door only to realise that the car was locked, and that she had locked herself out. She bashed on the car window, screaming at me to get out of the car. I ignored her and waited for a hero to show themselves and beat the bad guy down. I was at the edge of the seat in anticipation. I wore a smile as wide as my entire face. As the villian came towards us, closer, closer, closer, and no hero showed up, my smile began to dwindle. It got to the point where he was at the car in front of ours. I realized then that no hero was coming.

The vehicle in front of us went flying overhead. I quickly tried to unbuckle and get out of the car but before I could open the door I was knocked back with great force. My head bashed against the window behind me, shattering it and leaving blood spilling out of my head slowly. My vision went blurry but I could make out the giant villian holding my mother hostage. My eyes widened with fear, tears escaping my eyes. Adrenaline filled my body and I felt no pain as I rushed to my mother's aid.
"You monster! Let her go!" I screamed. The giant monster looked at me, it's silver eyes glaring and cutting into my soul.
"Oh?" It mocked. "You want this back"? He shook my mother in his hand.
"Yes, now hand her back or i'll destroy you!" I tried sounding confident but it didn't work.
"If you want her," the villian said. "(Y/N) RUN, NOW!" My mother screamed.
"YOU'LL HAVE TO HAVE TO CATCH HER!" he then threw my mother towards a building. I was once again invaded by terror as I heard a loud "Splat" and the sound of a body hitting the ground. Slowly I turned my head around, only to be met with the gaze of my dead mother. Tears rained down upon my face as I screamed. I went to turn towards the monster who did this only to be smacked backwards towards a car. My body hit the car, denting it. But my conciense faded as I blacked out.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V. 2 hours later

I awoke with the sun shining through the window to my left. I looked around the room and found that I was inside of the hospital. I did not want to be here, I had to find my mother. Was she alright? Am I going to be an orphan now? Questions flooded my mind as I tried to get up from the bed. I ripped the IV out of my arm and got out of the bed, only to fall face first into the cold, hard floor of the room. I quickly for back up and headed out the door, stumbling through the hallways in search of my mother. After I had finally reached the front desk I asked:
"Where is my mother? I need to find her". The lady I was talking to asked me if I was family and who I was refering to. I told her I was family and that I was talking about (Insert Mother's full name) and that I needed to see her.
"Her room is 308 she is upstairs to the left". I thanked her and took of to my mothers room. On my way there I tripped a few times and bumped into about 3 nurses and or doctors but I did not care.
After finally making it to her room I was about to go inside when I looked through the window. I saw my mother bandaged up pretty much everywhere on her body except her eyes and her toes. There were doctors surrounding her, but something was off. They looked sad, and then I saw it. Her heart monitor had flat lined. 
This was it. The woman I had known for 6 years to be my mother, was now dead. I walked back to the front office and sat down in a chair tears threatened to flood my face, but I had to be strong. For her.
After a few minutes of holding back tears, a doctor came to me.
"(Y/N)! I've been looking everywhere for you!" She panted.
"You shouldn't have left your room". She sighed then wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a warm hug.
"Come with me, we'll be going to the orphanage. It may not be something you like, but that's the reality." She told me, her voice changing from soothing to venomous. She took me by the hand and dragged me along to her car. I did not try to fight back. What would be the point? Exactly, there was none.

(A/N) - I hope this story is good so far, you guys make this possible. Have a good day, caio!

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