Hero Wishes

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"Is there anything we can do at all to heighten his life expectancy..?" Aizawa asked.

The doctor sighed and nodded his head no, aizawa felt disappointment fill his heart.
He adopted the kid because he wanted to give him a better chance at life...

And now that kid's life was shortened.

Midoriya was still processing everything that had just been thrown at him, it felt like he had just been hit by a truck.

Aizawa glanced over at him and sighed, "okay doc.".
He got up and exited with Midoriya who didn't peep the entire time.
Everything was still running through his head.

"I'm...
Going to die...

When I'm 16??
How long do I have!?" He thought to himself.
Midoriya didn't know his numbers yet.

"I said he'd make a good hero...
But then again, I don't want him using his quirk.
If it does that much damage to his system I think he's better off just living out his life" Aizawa thought to himself.
He'd occasionally glance at Midoriya through the car mirror, seeing his stunned face.
It hurt to look at.

When they made it home Midoriya just sat on his bed, staring at the ground endlessly.
He needed a question to be answered.

He walked over to Aizawa who was sipping coffee on the couch.

"E-raser-head." Midoriya forced out.

"You shouldn't talk too much, what do you need?"

"Ti-me.
How much?
Left" he forced again.

"How much time do you have left...?
You're 4 right?
...
You have 12 years"

Midoriya's eyes widened, 12 years was a lot to him.
A smile made its way back to his face as he silently marched away back to his room, confusing Aizawa.

12 years to Midoriya seemed like forever, especially considering he was 4.
He thought he had more time than ever to enjoy life.

Not to mention 12 years was a lot more than what he expected 16 years old to be.
He thought he'd be 16 in a week.
He didn't know, he still hadn't enrolled in school yet.

"If he's 4 it's time for him to go to school, pre school.
I'll enroll him"

Midoriya grew adjusted as time passed on with Aizawa.
His throat had fully healed up just in time for pre-school, a week later.

Aizawa sent him off there as he went on his patrols, it was a win win situation.

Midoriya walked in and looked around, he noticed 2 familiar faces amongst the group of kids.

His eyes widened as the teacher introduced him.

"Okay class, this is Izuku Midoriya.
Eraserhead's son" the teacher said.
Everyone rose their brows, who exactly was eraserhead?
He was an underground hero, not very known to the public.

"Who's that?" One kid peeped.

"He's an underground hero, he isn't very known to the public but a lot recognize him as class 1-A's teacher.
Anyways, he'll be joining us!
Welcome him!" The teacher concluded as she left them off to socialize.

"What's your quirk?" They all asked.

"O-oh my quirk?
Uhm...
It's called voice control and I can make anything I say true if I activate it" he replied.

"Woah that's so cool!!"
"Show us!!"
"Your lying, no way!!"
The class shouted.

Midoriya blushed in embarrassment.
"Uh um...
Eraserhead said not to use it..."

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