Forever Quirkless

Part.2

"My mom..." Deku's hands trembled against his dizzy head, "I need to see my mom. Where is she?"

"Don't know about your mother." A man in a white cloak flipped through a familiar looking book. His silver eyes darted up from the page when he heard the boy struggle against his metal restraints. "There's no point in doing that. Unless you've got super strength, you're stuck here."

Deku twisted his wrists around in the cuffs, trying to find a way to get his hand lose. Obviously it didn't work. "Where am I? Where did the man in the mask bring me?"

The mystery man smirked from underneath his own mask. "Please, there's no need to worry. We're not here to hurt you. In fact, we want to help."

"I- I don't want your help." The boys voice shook much like his rattling shackles around his hands. He tried to sound brave but only managed to sound very unsure of himself.

"That so?" Deku kicked his feet back, pushing himself closer up against the wall he was resting his head against. The man kneeled down to Deku's level, looking the boy right in his watery eyes. "Then why'd you jump?"

"Huh?"

"Overhaul saw you jump from the roof of your school." He dug in his pocket, pulling out a bloody page that was ripped out of Deku's journal. "He also found this." He handed him the crinkled page, "Remember writing that?"

'There's no such thing as true heroes.'

Deku looked up from the page, remembering what happened a few weeks before his incident. His hero, The #1 Hero, All Might made it painfully clear that a person without a quirk had no chance in making it in the hero world. It was impossible and no point in trying. His heart and soul was crushed, along with his will to live. When you're told by your hero that your dream is impossible to reach, then what's the point in trying anymore.

"I... I jumped because... They told me because I didn't have a quirk that I should just kill my-" Deku balled his hands into fists at his sides, looking down as tears rolled onto the surface of his pale cheeks, "I just wanted someone to believe in me and my dream! I was willing to work hard at being a hero! But nobody, not even All Might thought I could do it!"

"What was your plan, Izuku Midoriya? How were you going to make this dream a reality? You didn't actually think hard work alone could do the trick, right?" The tone in this mans voice was so belittling. "Overhaul always says that a goal without a plan is just a daydream. You a daydreamer, kid?" Deku looked down, so ashamed in himself. All of this was just some daydream. A daydream that he wished upon a star, hoping that it'd come true one day.

"Please stop." He wiped his nose with the sleeve of his school uniform. "I get it, you think I'm a worthless failure too."

The man hummed, removing his mask. White pointy strands of hair falling down the side of his face. Deku knew those arrow shaped pieces of hair had something to do with the mans quirk, but now wasn't the time to analyze that. He didn't even see a point in being interested in quirks anymore.

"Not at all. We're actually intrigued by you." Chrono handed Deku his hero journal back, "For being a nobody you sure do know your stuff. If only you could do something with all that knowledge."

"Who cares anymore?" Deku brought his knees into his chest. "I did all this so I could become a hero. Now it's just worthless scribbling."

"That's where you're wrong. Being a hero isn't the only path."

"If you want me to become a villain then..." he squeezed his lips together, almost trying to keep in what he was about to say next. "Overhaul should have let me die. I could never bring myself to hurt people, regardless of what they did to me."