Pain

Chapter 1: The Raise Of A New Villain

me and my dad were on our way to the doctor's office today. I was really excited to finally find out what my quirk was.

When we arrived, my dad parked the car and got out, coming around to open the door for me. We walked into the office and took a seat in the waiting area.

I couldn't contain my excitement and turned to my dad, asking, "What do you think my quirk is gonna be, Papa?"

He tried to calm me down, saying, "Just relax, Izuku. We won't know until we see the doctor."

Just then, a nurse called out my name. My dad and I followed her to the doctor's office and took a seat, waiting for him to arrive.

After running some tests, the doctor finally gave me the news. "Alright, young Izuku. Your quirk is... dragon soul."

My eyes widened in excitement as the doctor explained, "With this quirk, you can manifest wings in your human form and even transform into a dragon spirit. You have the ability to breathe all the elements, you're fireproof, and you can fly at high speeds."

I couldn't contain my joy. "That's so cool, right Papa?" I exclaimed.

"Papa: Thanks, doctor," he replied.

We started walking towards the car, but something seemed off about Papa. He didn't seem happy, and I couldn't figure out why.

When we finally arrived home, Papa told me to go straight to my room, and I obediently followed his instructions. Little did I know, a storm was brewing downstairs.

Suddenly, I heard shouting and loud voices. It was Papa and Mommy. They never fought like this before.

"Papa: You whore!! You cheated on me for that freak!!" Papa yelled in anger.

"Mommy: I told you!! He may not be yours!!" Mommy replied, her voice filled with frustration.

Their voices grew louder, and I felt my heart race with fear. Then, I heard a loud bang.

I couldn't stay locked in my room any longer. I had to know what was happening. With adrenaline pumping through my veins, I hurriedly ran down the stairs.

As I descended, I was met with a horrifying sight. Mommy was lying on the floor, surrounded by a pool of her own blood.

"Me: Mommy!!! Wake up!!" I cried out, my voice trembling with fear.

But Papa's harsh words interrupted my desperate plea.

"Papa: Shut the hell up, you brat!!!" he shouted.

In his anger, he grabbed me by the arm and began squeezing tightly, causing immense pain.

"Me: Stop!! You're hurting me!!" I wailed, tears streaming down my face.

But my cries did not deter Papa. He continued to squeeze my arm, his grip unrelenting.

Just when I thought there was no hope, a glimmer of salvation appeared. It seemed that one of our neighbors had heard my screams and called the
police.Within moments, the sound of sirens blared outside and the police burst through the front door, swiftly apprehending Papa and putting an end to the terror he had inflicted upon me. They swiftly took me to the police station and started questioning me.

I found myself in the waiting room, waiting anxiously for something, anything, to happen. Suddenly, Auntie burst into the room, her eyes wide with concern. She ran towards me and enveloped me in a tight hug, relieved to see that I was okay.

"Ohh Izuku, are you okay?!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with worry.

I stammered out a response, "Y-yeah."

Without wasting any time, Auntie guided me towards the exit. "Come, let's go," she said, leading me to the car waiting outside.

The car ride was silent, filled with an unspoken tension, until we finally arrived at our destination. Auntie turned to me and said, "Izuku, you're going to be staying with us for now on, okay?"

I nodded, my voice barely above a whisper. "O-okay."

We walked inside, and Auntie instructed Kacchan to take me to his room. It was a small gesture, but it made me feel like I belonged somewhere, like I had a family who cared about me.

Fast forward 10 years, and not much had changed. Kacchan was still the same bully he had always been, surrounded by his fake friends. Being bullied had become a part of my daily routine, a constant reminder of the past. But I wasn't surprised or shocked anymore. It was just another day in the life of Izuku.
As I made my way back to Auntie's house, I felt a mix of exhaustion and anticipation. The familiar path led me to her doorstep, where I was promptly greeted with a warm and tight hug. It felt reassuring, like a long-lost friend finally found.

But as I stepped into the cozy living room, there was something that caught my eye and instantly stole my heart. A fluffy little bundle of joy, wagging its tail and bounding towards me with boundless energy. It was a puppy, an unexpected birthday surprise.

Auntie couldn't contain her excitement as she exclaimed, "Happy birthday, Izuku!" Her eyes brimming with joy, she watched me curiously as if wondering what I would name my newfound companion.

"Thanks, Auntie," I grinned, feeling my heart swell with gratitude. I gently picked up the adorable pup and cradled it in my arms, feeling its soft fur against my skin. I studied its mischievous eyes, trying to think of the perfect name.

After a moment of contemplation, I finally settled on the name "Brutus." It felt strong and fitting for this little ball of energy. I shared my decision with Auntie, who nodded approvingly, her eyes reflecting the unspoken bond we both knew would grow between Brutus and me.
Auntie: Brutus it is then! Happy birthday, Izuku. I hope he brings you some happiness and companionship.

Me: Thank you, Auntie. I appreciate it.

Auntie: Now, why don't you two go for a walk and get to know each other? I'll have a nice birthday lunch waiting for you when you get back.

Me: That sounds great. Come on, Brutus, let's go explore our new neighborhood.

As we walked through the streets, Brutus by my side, I couldn't help but feel a sense of calmness and warmth. The bullying and the pain of the past seemed to fade away, if only for a little while. Brutus was the bright spot in my life, a loyal friend who didn't care about my flaws or my past. He loved me unconditionally, and that meant the world to me.

To
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