False Truths

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Izuku Midoriya

You can never be a hero...

The words echoed in my head for hours. I couldn't move; all I could do was listen to those cruel words. I screamed in agony for them to stop but it was no use. I could only see my childhood idol watching me after crushing my dreams. Over and over again that sentence rang in my ears with no sign of stopping.

All my life I had been quirkless, but I stayed hopeful knowing that one day I would figure out how to become one. I was bullied, beaten, called names, and marked as an outcast. My childhood best friend was my main bully. He was gifted with an amazingly powerful quirk that allowed him to make things explode. After realizing how powerful he was, he became blinded by power. He left me in the dust.

As we went to school together he did everything in his power to make my life hell. No matter what I said, no matter what I did, he was there to ruin it. The last conversation we had ended with him telling me to jump off the roof of the tallest building I could find. Maybe in my next life I could have a quirk and be a true hero.

After that I was attacked by a villain when All Might saved me. Just seeing him gave me hope that I could also save people with a smile. What I heard next changed my life forever.

"You can never be a hero. In this world if you don't have a quirk-"

The rest of his words I never heard. It was silenced by the overwhelming realization that he just handed me. I was quirkless in a world of heroes. A place where powers are normal and being without a quirk is rare. I was powerless and I have been feeding myself a lie my entire life.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when a hand touched my shoulder.

"Are you ok young man-"

I slapped his hand off my shoulder. "Don't touch me." I said in a cold, shallow tone that sent a shiver down his spine. Before he could say anything else I walked off the other direction with my soul crushed. I was to broken to cry or yell or even show any emotion at all.

On the way home I saw the villain that attacked me but latched on to some blond, spikey haired kid. At second glance I realized that it was Bakugo Katsuki. The pros wouldn't go near the area to save him, but I didn't care anyway.

His words felt like bullets as they attacked every point of myself. I walked home alone and when I finally got home to an empty house. I collapsed, beginning to feel every emotion that was being held back. Loud sobs erupted from my throat as I screamed in anger. My whole life crippled around me as I began to race to my room.

Once I got there I ripped every piece of hero merchandise I could find. Glass was shattered, paper from posters scattered the floor, and all my All Might themed clothing was burned in the back of the building.

I cried and screamed until my eyes went dry and my throat began to burn. My mom wasn't home at the time so I was truly alone. I watched the video of All Might that gave me most hope when I needed it. As he came into view holding citizens he had saved I threw my laptop against the wall in pure rage. It dented the wall and broke as it hit the floor.

I grabbed a bag and packed it with my personal items along with some other things I would need to survive on my own. The only thing that was untouched was a suit with a vest and a red tie.

Heroes are what will bring an end to this world. They think they are perfect and they will always win in the end. Someone needs to show them how cruel this world really is.

As I left my old home leaving no sign on where I was going. I had one thought.

Maybe I can't be the first quirkless prohero.

But who says I can't be the villain who will finally put these so called heroes in their place.

Who needs a quirk anyway...

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