To be a Hero

The Beginning

*keep in mind that this is my first fanfiction so it's bound to be as chaotic as an uncooked potato in a fruit salad, also sorry ahead of time for the bad grammar and spelling and any art on here isn't mine unless stated so*

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~trigger warning~

'thinking'

"talking"

     'Why did this have to happen to me?'  A young Izuku thought as his mother drove away. The back of the dusty blue minivan disappearing from the boy's sight. He had just turned five a few weeks ago and he still hadn't manifested a quirk, so his mom was bringing him to the quirk doctor for a check-up.

"I'm sorry, ma'am but I'm afraid that your son is quirkless." An old quirk doctor said almost sounding bored. Izuku's All Might figurine fell to the floor, the ghost of his former smile still laced on his face. Inko's eyes went wide.

"Quir-quirkless?" Inko whispered.

"Yes, you see-" Izuku stopped listening as the man droned on about foot bones or something.

'I'm quirkless?'  Little Izuku's dream started to fall apart. 'How can I be a hero without a quirk? What will Kaccan think?'  Izuku suddenly felt a surge of confidence. 'I will become a hero! Me and Kaachan will be the strongest heros ever!'  Inko grabbed Izuku's hand.

"Come on Izuku let's go." Inko said sweetly, with a hidden look of disgust flashing over her features.

"I'm coming momma." Izuku replied not acknowledging the look on his mother's face, too wrapped up in his thoughts to look properly. 

"I have a surprise for you sweetie." Inko said, putting up a guise of happiness, as she and Izuku got into the car.

"Really? What is it?"

"Well it wouldn't be much of a surprise if I told you would it?"

"Well no, I guess not.."

"Exactly now be a good boy and put this on your eyes so you don't peek."

"Okay!" Inko pulled out a strip of cloth and tieed it around Izuku's head while he buckled his seat belt.  'I wonder where we're going..' 

"We're here!" Inko said in a fake happy tone of voice.

"Where's here?" A confused Izuku asked as he reached to take he blindfold off. Inko grabbed his hands roughly before he could pull the cloth off.

"Don't." said Inko in a dangerously low voice.

"Mom-my?"

"I mean not yet sweetie! I want this to be a surprise remember?" Inko said, going back to her mask of happiness.

"O-okay." Inko guided her son out the door and lead him to a bench, letting him sit down.

"Stay right there sweetie!" Inko yelled as she bolted for her car. She slammed the front door with a big bang, then started to drive away, leaving Izuku in the dust. Tears stung in her eyes as she leaft behind her only son who was worthless to her now. 'It's better this way,' she told herself, 'I'll only be mocked if I came back with a useless child anyway.' She thought as she made the call for a moving service to pick up her stuff not dwelling on the child she left behind.

     Little Izuku brings his hands up to the cloth a few seconds after hearing the bang of a car door closing. 'It wouldn't hurt to check to see where that bang came from would it?' Izuku carefully pulled away the blindfold, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the light. His mother was gone. Her car wasn't parked anywhere he could see.

    'Where did she go?! Did she forget me? Is she getting the surprise? No she would have told me that she was leaving.. Was she kidnapped? But her car is gone no way a kidnapper could take both her and the car without a struggle.'  The small broccoli haired boy ran to the street and frantically looked back and forth for any sign of his mother. Izuku spoted the back of his mom's blue minivan driving away around a corner.

'Did.. did she.. leave me here?'

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