Pain behind the song

Chapter 1

At the age of 4 izuku midoriya found out what his quirk was, quick learner. The user only had to see something once to know how to do it, he was ecstatic but his mother wasn't, she was depending on him, using him to get out of their poverty. They never had much money and when hisashi left they had even less, inko turned to drink and drugs and just so she could pay the bills she got an extra job as a prostitute, she kept her slim figure somehow, probably due to all the running around she did chasing after man she saw, it was original just a small job, but she grew addicted to the taste of sex and that was enough to put her on the crazy train. She ended up beating izuku everyday, calling him a "disappointment" and a "waste of oxygen". But the young boy still had hope.

At school his once childhood friend began to bully him, thinking he was just as hood as a quirkless person with some kind of disorder like autism, it hit izuku hard when Katsuki would shove him to the floor and call him an "autistic fuck face" and when he eventually gave the boy the nickname "deku" things only got worse for him, as everyone began to punch him and beat him, they all believed the same as katsuki, that he was misdirected as someone with a quirk when he actually just had autism. But he still had hope.

At the park he was outcast and sent to play in the forest alone, where he would get lost for days. All because he had no "special trait" he had been mauled on by various animals, had been kidnapped twice, lost that innocence all kids wish they had or never knew they would lose. He even lost the green in his eyes and hair as they were replaced by purple and white respectively, how? His eye's a result of dye being put in them and various other attacks at him, and his hair due to marie antoinette syndrome. He was barely recognisable from the once bubbly and bright 4 year old, now seen as an autistic and anti social being, they didnt even address him like he was a human, to the world he was just a dog. But he still held hope that one day, one day something may change.

How did he even keep this hope after 10 years of violent abuse and attacks and lack of basic human necessities you may ask, his salvation was his ability to sing, he found salvation in singing, he had a great voice for singing and the online support he got kept him going, to the world he was always known as deku, but in two very different people. He smiled as he remembered the first time someone actually believed in him, it was a complete stranger on the internet but they were so nice, were more people like that? He wondered at the time, and he soon found out yes, yes there was he was just in the wrong area, he opened the front door to his house and walked in, but before he could even take a step a right hook came straight for him, he knew the consequences of fighting back so he took the hit, he looked up to see the face of a disgusting pig, his moms new boyfriend, his name was jerry and he was a complete cunt. His mom hooked up with him through her "line of work" and found out that he actually earned quite a hit of money, so they got together
"WERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" He yelled at the teen who could only shiver at his tone
"A-at school" he answered quietly but loud enough for him to hear, he received a kick to the chin as he was sent out the door
"YOU KNOW YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE HERE MAKING US FOOD YOU DAMN DOG!" He bellowed again as he carried on his barrage of kicks, deforming the boys face, he stopped but that didn't make him feel any better as he heard footsteps and then an "ugh", his mom was home, she stepped over him like he was a piece of trash on the road, but didn't miss the opportunity to kick the back of his head
"You little shit, i had to go out and buy groceries because YOU were gone" she said with disgust, he just thought bitterly in his head 'ye you could probably do with a walk to the shop your getting fat you lazy bitch' she stood in the doorway holding the door as she said to him "as you can see my stomach's a little bigger, im pregnant" the news didn't shock him at all "its our child and because of who you are we want you gone" she said with anger, his eyes went wide but they were covered by his hair, they would just get rid of him? Who was he kidding, he knew this would happen eventually, he just wasn't ready "don't bother doming back because if you do you'll have more than a beating, jerry here will end your life" she said as she slammed the door, he just sat there for a moment, then tried to get up, he placed his hand on the floor and pushed but he fell, he looked to his hand and realised why, his fingers were spiralled out and his forearm was floppy, it had been crushed under all of jerry's kicks, with his good hand he felt his ribs and sure enough, one was out of place. He didn't realise because he was so used to the pain, so with his good hand again, he got up and limped away, he got down to the street and began to walk down, he saw a can fly past him and as he turned he saw his mother and jerry at the window, two cans in hand. He picked ip his pace to leave as they they once again through cans at him, missing every one. He arrived at a smaller but just as dangerous district, it was late and he just limped to the only place he knew to go, the homeless shelter, he walked down the street, the building in sight but then everything went black, he passed out on the road.

A man stood in an alley so him fall, he ran over and saw his state and immediately rushed him to the nearest medical area, the med bay at UA high, there the hero recovery girl took him and treated his wounds healing him, they searched him for ID to see if they could find his parents and maybe find out what had happened, but they found none, only scars. Taking a good look at his hair and examining his eyes they discovered the dye that was permanently there, it must had been there for 7 years at least, it also allowed them to realise that this boy was also colour blind, due to the chemicals in his eyes, what they also realised was that what they saw in front of them was definitely a case of discrimination and abuse, they kept him there for days, detectives came in everyday to question him but he was unconscious, his coma lasted for 2 weeks, until he finally awoke, they didn't enter right away, they just watched him not wanting to panic him, but it appeared that the objects in the room did that themselves, he looked over and saw a stand, different utensils for surgery were on there and he began to freak out, his ptsd from being kidnapped from a young age kicking in, he didnt know what was going on, all he knew was that a black haired man had to run in and sedate him