cursed blood

chapter 1

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A sinister origin.

Izuku Midoriya was a four year old who already knew what he wanted to be when he grew up, what to aim for in his life; he wanted to be a hero, someone who could save anyone in need with a smile on his face. This was why he couldn't wait for these tests to finish, for the doctor to finally come and announce what his amazing quirk was.

Inko Midoriya watched her bouncing baby boy with a warm smile on her face, knowing better than to even attempt to bring his excitement down with reality. She knew that with her quirk being so weak, and her husband's being only mildly useful, Izuku's chances at developing anything powerful were rather low. But as they say, hope is the last to die.

"Well, the results are ready," the elderly doctor, clad in round glasses and a protruding belly, announced as he entered the room, gaining the attention of the duo.

"Is it something amazing?" Izuku asked quickly, "I hope it's something amazing!" The smile stretched across his little face showed no sign of fading, even in the face of the doctor's rather serious gaze.

Inko watched with growing dread as the doctor rubbed the bridge of his nose before dropping heavily into a chair, surely a clear sign of the man working to find the words to describe a terrible prognosis. The mother worried at what those words could possibly be. The horrible word—QUIRKLESS—flashed before her mind's eye.

"Well… it's unusual, but nothing too amazing. We've discovered that your blood produces and houses special microorganisms. These microorganisms appear to retain the basic genetic information of their host, you, and whenever an anomaly of any kind is detected, say for instance structural damage such as broken tissue or bones or internal irregularities like bacterial or viral infections, they immediately go about repairing or erasing that anomaly." The doctor explained all of this while flipping through the papers he'd carried in with him. Peering over the edge of his papers, and glasses, he noticed the confused stares of the mother and son before him.

"In layman's terms, you appear to have a rarely seen type of regeneration Quirk. But it doesn't seem to be extreme in any way."

Inko, taking in the information she could understand, suddenly snapped her fingers.

"Well! That explains why he's never been sick…" the mother announced, reminiscing on how healthy her son had been up to now, not even suffering a single bout of colic as a newborn.

"But… it's good, right? I can be a hero that…" Izuku began to speak, his voice denoting both obvious disappointment at not getting to be as strong as his idol, and resolute strength in embracing the idea of becoming a less extreme hero. The doctor's cold glare silenced him.

"You'd better give up on that dream, kid. You may be able to heal ten times faster than the average person, but this isn't a Quirk that's going to stop a bullet or make you stronger. You'd be better at something like hospital work, or handling biological material in experiments." The doctor's words were delivered flatly, without regard to the boy's feelings, as if he wanted to crush his dreams.

"Doctor… isn't that a little extreme? I mean… maybe these micro-thingies are capable of more, or will be as he grows up?" Inko threw out her thoughts on the matter, trying to cheer up her son. Her words earned a small smile from the now teary-eyed little boy.