From The Ashes

From The Ashes

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Growing up Izuku Midoriya always wanted to be a hero. He was already off to a great start when his quirk manifested. His parents' quirks combined and he was able to completely control fire. He called his quirk Pyrokinesis. Everything was going great. He had a loving mother and father who both supported his dream. The only thing he wanted was to be a hero, until one fateful day. It was a normal Saturday, just like any other. He was on his way home from playing with some of the neighborhood kids when he saw his house turned to rubble. It was a normal Saturday, just like any other. He was on his way home from playing with some of the neighborhood kids when he saw his house turned to rubble. He doesn't remember much from that day except his parents dying words, the smell of burning flesh, and the figure of a man walking away. Eight years later he is living a relatively normal life. He was taken in by a Yakuza group and worked as motorcycle mechanic by day and at night he was doing whatever it took to find out who killed his parents. The only thing that seemed to stand in his was a ginger hair girl who was dead set on being a hero who happened to wander into the shop with her dad one day. Keeping up the facade of an average high schooler is tough when you're taking on any job that will get you info on the person who robbed you of a happy family. Note: I DO NOT OWN THE COVER IMAGE
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Recovery Girl: He reminded me of a wounded bird when I first met him-too quiet, too kind, too convinced he was a burden. I never meant to get attached. But somewhere between medical forum messages and worried late-night check-ins, he became mine. My green bean. My kid. And when the world tried to break him again, I didn't just stitch him back together. I stood up. For him. With him. I may be old, but I swear on every bandaid I own-hurt that boy again, and I'll burn the system to the ground with a smile. A/N: I do not consent to translation. DO NOT Translate or use my story for Youtube. This is a My hero academia fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own my hero academia , rights to the owner.

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