Quirkless Rejects

Let's Fight Back

*BAM*

The apartment door slams shut so hard the wooden doorframe splinters but Izuku can't find it into himself to care. He swung open his door and looked at his cleanroom. Never has he wanted to scream and cry at the same time so much.

Impulsively, Izuku tore the bedsheets from his bed and threw them to the floor. He swept his arm across the desk effectively wiping everything to the ground. Izuku kicked over his small bookshelf, books falling everywhere.
Turning to the case dedicated to heroes, namely All Might, Izuku tore up all his posters, cracked all of the pins and pens, he chucked all of the action figures at the walls.
He reached for the last one when he paused. It was an old, faded All Might figurine, the one he brought to the quirk doctors ten years ago.

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Four-year-old Izuku Midoriya sat on his bed at night, the only thing illuminating the room being his bedside lamp. He gripped the All Might toy staring at it's blinding smile. A salty water drop fell on it. Then another, and another, and another. Izuku cried and cried.

'N-never fear f-for I am here!'

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Fourteen-year-old Izuku Midoriya fell to his knees in his trashed bedroom gripping an old All Might toy. A salty water drop fell on it. And another, and another, and another. Izuku cried and cried.

"W-why am I here?"

*DING DING*
Izuku lifted his head towards the source of the noise. The laptop he had pushed on the floor lay on its side, screen cracked.
*DING DING* "Daily Login?"

*Sniff* Izuku grabbed it and saw that Quirkless Pals was notifying him that he hasn't logged in today. He was about to do so when the apartment door opened and slammed shut. "Where are you brat!?"

No... not now...

Izuku practically threw himself at his door and locked it. He pressed his back against it.
"OPEN UP YOU UNGRATEFUL BRAT!"
Inko began banging on the door and rattling the doorknob. Izuku pressed "record" on his audio recording app. It recorded Inko Midoriya swearing loudly and banging on the doorknob. If you listened closely enough, it might have picked up a teen's voice and soft sobs.
"Please stop..."

After a while, she gave up and went to her room. Izuku shakily got open and wrapped himself in his covers on his bed with his computer. He didn't unlock the door that night.
He signed into Quirkless Pals and hit "Make A New Blog".

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DEKU DAYS!
-October 5, 2019

Hecking bad day guys. I'll give you your random fact before I get into what a sucky day I've had.

For all you Italian lovers, did you know a single strand of spaghetti is called a spaghetto? Ha.

SO! Today sucked. For the first time, I was late to school because my mom scared the life out of me and I got trampled by reporters then stepped in a puddle. What a great way to start your day, right?

It gets worse. >:/

So, of course, my teacher just HAD to call me out for wanting to attend UA High and you know who did NOT like that. After the initial laughingstock I was made into, after school, he promptly burned my hero analysis notebook and tossed it out the window into the koi pond. Great. Then I was told to kill myself if I wanted a quirk soooo badly.