So, my first MHA fic. I have a lot of plans for this fic and a lot of people I feel I can trust to light a fire under my rump when I need it.
I want to first shout out to dancibayo for having a fantastic brain and for letting me pick it when I am stuck.
I, also, want to give a shout out to Dez101, the best Beta a writer could ask for. I never would have figured out a title for this story without your help! Thank You!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, and I am okay with that.
Before I forget, this fic is not going to be all sunshine and rainbows. There will be dark themes and I will post possible warnings at each chapter when they apply. There will also be sex, not for a long time but it will be there. The main ship is an all male triad, if it is not your cup of tea you can move on to another fic.
So now, on to the fun stuff.
( Side note: Pack tissues…. a lot of them. One does not simply need angst and not fangirl sadly.)
“It will not happen, Kid.”
The doctor’s words echoed in the head of the green-haired boy. The doctor explained the correlation of a Quirk and the toe joint, but Izuku could not hear him. His whole world was crumbling in on him, all of his plans were falling apart.
That isn’t your foot Runt.
Izuku looked at the x-ray curiously. It looked wrong. Sifting through all the knowledge in his head, he looked at it again.
“T-That can’t be my foot.”, The four-year-old explained.
“Izuku, Sweetie, don’t be rude.” Inko calmly chastised him.
“But it’s not! That one doesn’t show where my foot was broken!”, Izuku argued. His foot had been broken in a minor car accident over a year ago, but there should still be a mark.
“Izu-“ Inko looked at the x-ray. Standing she went over to get a closer look. “I’m sorry Izuku, you are entirely correct.” She looked at the doctor and took a deep cleansing breath. “I think we will seek a second opinion, elsewhere.” She picked up her son and the two walked out without another word.
It took them three weeks to find a specialist. The woman's name was Una Miyake, and when Izuku learned about her Quirk, “Identification”, he was excited. Izuku ha started in his new school and seemed to be settling in well. They took the day off school and worked to travel to her office. She had urged them to come in after hearing the trouble they had last time.
“This must be Izuku.” Una said, walking into the exam room with her tablet. One look at the boy and she could see the problem. “My name is Una Miyake.” She sat down looking at the two. She could tell the mother was skeptical of her skills, but she hoped to ease her concerns. Una did not look the part of a doctor; wearing long black pants and an All Might tank top. When Izuku saw her shirt, his face lit up. “Another All Might fan I see.”
“He’s the best! The strongest Hero in forever!” Izuku stated happily. “He’s my favorite!”
“Mine too. I even meet him once.” Una said with a smile. “I grew up around many Pro-Heroes, my grandparents being Pro-Heroes though they focused more on healing than combat. They brought me to a party to introduce me to Recovery Girl as my Quirk allows me to read a person’s physical state. She was giving him a talking to about getting hurt in a fight with villains. He’s even bigger in person.”
“Izuku wants to be a Pro-Hero, but he has not shown any sign of a Quirk,” Inko explained once her concerns faded. “Most of his classmates have already shown signs. I just don’t want him to fall behind the other kids.”
“I can say without a doubt your son is an interesting case. If it would be okay with you, I would like two minutes to speak to him privately. Nothing bad but children try to hide uncomfortable things from their parents.” Una said looking at Izuku. The boy seemed to know he was busted.
“It’s okay with me, Momma.” Izuku said.
“I’m concerned.” Inko stated calmly.
“And you have every right to be. However, I believe this is a very sensitive subject.” Una continued, “I’m sure Izuku will explain it to you. For me to help fix the problem, I need all the facts.” Inko agreed a few minutes later, leaving the room to wait in the hall. “Izuku, I guess it's not your mother causing all the damage.” Izuku shook his head, trying not to cry.
“No, it’s Kacchan.” He said in a low whisper.
“I see. And is this Kacchan your age?” When he nods, she sighed. “Do the teachers do anything to stop him?”
“No. No one does.” Una monitored him as she made a few notes. “He will be a great Hero someday.” Izuku said, as if it made all the bruises, burns and scrapes worth anything.
“Sounds to me like he is on his way to being a Villain. Bullying other kids is usually how it starts.” Una said honestly as she leaned forward, elbows resting on her knees.
I told you so.
“Shut up.” Izuku said not realizing he said it aloud.
“Excuse me?” Una asked looking up quickly.
“N-Not you Miss,” Izuku said, stumbling over his voice. “I told him to shut up.”
“Told who dear?” Una inquired, a thought crossed her mind. “You hear someone, don’t you?”
I like this one; she’s got some smarts.
“He likes you, he says you're smart,” Izuku said. “Am I a freak?”
“Goodness no, Izuku, I think I know what the problem is now. Why I’m having trouble seeing your Quirk.”
“Seeing my Quirk?” Izuku asked, tilting his head.
“Yes, your quirk is interesting. If I had to guess I would think you can transform. Quirks like that are rare, but I have seen a fair few.” Una explained. Seeing the fear in Izuku’s eyes she moved from the chair kneeling in front of him. “It’s already happened, hasn’t it?”
“Yes, I-I am a monster.” his tears finally fell, and he told her everything.
Five-year-old Izuku stood in fear. A boy from middle school was a bigger bully than Kacchan. The blonde boy in question was on the ground in agony; the older boy’s quirk had done a lot of damage. Izuku was shaking in fear as the older boy turned on him. Izuku bolted forward trying to grab Kacchan only to end up backhanded with an iron hand against the wall.
“You will get yourself killed.” He heard a voice in his head.
“I have to save Kacchan.” Izuku said trying to force himself to stand.
“Then I will give you a way.” The voice said.
Izuku cried out in pain as every bone in his body bent and broke. His skin stretched and ripped. Black and green fur peeked out from the bloody rips. When it finally stopped Izuku was gone, replaced by a wolf-like beast. The beast was as big as a car. The older boy screamed in fear and ran off. Izuku walked up to Kacchan to check on him. He nudged the blonde yipping in happiness, seeing his bright red eyes open.
Focus on healing him. You have the power.
Listening to the voice he took a deep breath exhaling a pale blue mist over the explosive blonde healing him. Once healed, Kacchan jumped away. In his eyes showed true fear. It was too much for Izuku and he ran off leaving his best friend alone.
When Inko was brought back into the room, Inko found her son sobbing. “He will be okay,” Una said standing. “He has known about his Quirk for a few days, at the very least.”
“He said nothing about it,” Inko said, pulling her son into her arms.
“I am not surprised, considering how it manifested, he is likely terrified of it,” Una said, moving back to her seat. “I recommend taking him to do a Quirk Identification Test. It will help identify his Quirk and what it can do.” She saw Izuku cried himself to sleep in her lap. “There is something else. He hides it well, but your son is being bullied.”
“Bullied? Why would he hide it?” Inko inquired looking at her son.
“Who is Kacchan?” Inko looked up at Una’s question.
“Katsuki Bakugo, he is a young boy. A friend of Izuku, they have grown up together.” Inko explained. “His mother is a close friend of mine.”
“That explains it, why he never told you I mean,” Una said heaving a sigh. “This young boy has been hurting Izuku. Your son uses his clothes to hide the injuries so it would not upset you. Despite that though, Izuku’s Quirk manifested to protect this boy.”
“I see, I will speak to his mother about this,” Inko said hugging her son to her chest. “I wish he had just told me.” The two spoke for a bit before Izuku woke up. He admitted everything to his mother and retold the events of his first Quirk use.
“I recommend getting the test done,” Una stated when they were getting ready to leave. “Give me a few days and I will find the right testing location for him. At the very least he will need to have it registered in case he loses control of it at some point.”
“Right, thank you, for everything. He always seems so happy all the time. I guess I never noticed how bad things had gotten.” Inko said holding her son to her chest. “I will do better.”
“I hid it from my parents when I was younger. All I can suggest is to be there for him. Let him know he can talk to you about anything.” Una said writing some information on a piece of paper handing it to her. “My home and cell numbers. If you need anything, let me know.”
“Thank you.” Inko walked out with her son, it was clear the two had a lot of work to do.
Izuku sat beside his mother as they waited for their guests to arrive. He thought back to the last time he saw his Auntie Mitsuki. It was shortly after his father had left here one day and gone the next. Mitsuki Bakugo was a firecracker woman. She was a respectful woman but her temper was not to be messed with. When the two walked into the apartment Izuku tried to flee from the table. Inko laid a hand on his shoulder holding him in place. “It’s going to be okay Izu, this needs to be done.”
“I know.” Izuku sat there with his All Might toy hoping to be brave enough to face the situation.
“Inko, it’s been so long,” Mitsuki said sitting down. “Katsuki, why don’t you go play with Izuku?”
“I need them both. This is a very important meeting. It seems like Izuku is being bullied.” Inko explained. Izuku watched as Kacchan’s eyes widen.
“That's awful. Do you have any idea who is behind it?” Mitsuki asked.
“I’m afraid so. It seems Katsuki is the main culprit,” Inko said point blankly. She explained the trip to the doctors and what he had revealed about the times Kacchan had beat him up. She had left out the quirk event.
“Stupid Deku, you will never be a hero if you run to Auntie Inko every time you get hurt.” Kacchan said laughing at him.
“That is enough Brat. I don’t know where I went wrong with you.” Mitsuki said hanging her head. “We had been talking about Anger Management for him. I think we should do it sooner rather than later.”
“I thought it would be best to bring it to your attention before it got any worse,” Inko breathed. “I also wanted to tell you I will be transferring Izuku to another school.”
“Momma?” Izuku asked looking at his mother.
“I can’t say I blame you. I think looking at other schools would be a good idea.” Mitsuki said. “We should go. I will take care of this situation. I promise you.”
“Thank you. He has a promising future as a Hero, but I would hate for power to go to his head.” Inko said looking at Kacchan. “Put yourself in his place, if he was beating up on you, how would you feel about it?” Kacchan went to yell that he would never be so weak, but he stopped to think about it.
“Not very good Auntie. Not at all.” Kacchan said, his voice barely above a whisper. Unusual for someone infamous for yelling all the time.
“What do you think it means to be a Hero?” Inko asked curiously.
“It means being strong enough to win every fight!” Kacchan said, small explosions erupting in his hands.
“Being strong is important, but there is something even more important.” The two boys looked at her eager to hear her wisdom. “Helping people is more important. Boys, if you were in a position where you had to decide between capturing a villain or saving civilians, what would you do?”
“Oh, I wasn’t acting like a Hero,” Kacchan said. “I- I was-“ realization dawned on him. “I was being a villain.”
“That’s right,” Inko said simply. Kacchan got up and ran out of the apartment. A few seconds later, Mitsuki got up and followed him out. Within three days, Kacchan was having almost daily meetings with a therapist and was attending Anger Management classes within a week.
Izuku looked at the huge building. The Research Center For Quirk Evolution and Education was recommended to them by Doctor Una after two weeks of searching. They were the best equipped to handle his transformation, and Quirk Registration offices accepted their reports all over the world. His gaze was locked above the roof to a young man who was flying around while the researchers were taking notes. “Momma! That boy has wings!” Izuku exclaimed in excitement.
“I see Izu, he is good at flying,” Inko said looking up at him. Apparently, the boy had heard them and started doing tricks in the air to make Izuku laugh. Finally, he landed a few feet from them. “That was entertaining, but some of those tricks of yours are dangerous. Try to be careful.”
“Yes, Ma’am. I will try.” He knelt down to Izuku. “Hello, my name is Koga Hiroya.”
“Izuku Midoriya, your wings are pretty! I bet you can fly high. Are they as soft as they look? How far can you fly?” His questions fell into muttered nonsense.
“Izuku, sweetie, one question at a time.” Inko chastised with a smile. “I don’t think he heard half those questions.” she looked at Koga and sighed seeing Izuku lost in his thoughts. “If I didn’t know better, I would think his quirk was Analysis.”
“That would be an amazing Quirk Ma’am. Is he here for a Quirk Identification Test?” When she nods, he smiles. “Do you know which Doctor he will see?”
“Seamus Mackenzie,” Inko replied.
“He is the best. He did my test when I was little. I come back once a year now to get updates of my flight speeds and such. Dad said it shows schools I am serious about training and understanding my Quirk.” Koga said looking up at the researchers. “Speaking of, I need to get back up there before they throw a fit.” He poked Izuku in the forehead, the little boy blinked a few times looking up at him.
“S-Sorry,” Izuku said. “I like Quirks.”
“I can tell. To answer the questions I could hear, I can fly high, but if I go too high, it gets too cold and hard to breathe. Yes, they are soft, if I keep track of taking care of them.” He stretched one of his wings out plucking one of the big ones handing it to Izuku causing his eyes to grow wide and sparkly. “As for distance, if I bring a snack I can fly for three hours straight.” He ruffled Izuku’s hair before flying off to the roof. Resting in Izuku’s hand was a foot long feather. At the root it was white, and it faded down to red at the end.
“Momma, I think he will be a good friend,” Izuku said. Even the voice in his head liked the winged boy.
The two walked into the research center surprised by how bright and colorful it was. The walls were painted with representations of various quirks. Izuku recognized a few of them from Pro-Heroes from around the world.
“Welcome to the Research Center for Quirk Evolution and Education. How can we help you today?” Izuku looked up at the woman with bright red hair sitting at the desk. “Oh, aren’t you adorable!”
“What do you say, Izu?” Inko asked, nudging him forward.
“T-Thank you Ma’am.” Izuku said with a large smile.
“Such wonderful manners for a little boy. None of that Ma’am stuff though, you can call me Olivia Aoyama,” she said. “Let’s get you checked in, shall we?”
“That would be wonderful. I admit we are nervous about all this.” Inko said honestly.
“You’re not the first to say that. I promise you, this place is- is-“ she grabbed a tissue sneezing a blast of glitter. “Sorry about that.” She takes out a small hand vacuum cleaning up the mess. “My Quirk has been on the fritz since I found out I was pregnant.”
“Baby!” Izuku jumped up and down. “Babies are so cute!”
“Yes, they are. I have three children, two girls and a son. He is about your age.” Olivia said. “Now, who are you here to see?”
“Seamus Mackenzie.” Inko said. “a specialist recommended him.”
“Oh, I see. You’re right on time.” Olivia said printing off a paper. “Take the left elevator to the fifth floor and have a seat in the waiting room. There should be some toys in there to help with someone’s nerves.” Olivia said smiling conspiratorially at Izuku.
Once they made it up to the waiting room Izuku squealed and went to play with the toys he found. “Don’t forget to clean up when you’re finished Izuku.”
“Yes, Momma.” Izuku said nodding. Once in a while, he looked up at his mother, who seemed to read over the Research Center brochure.
“Are you there?” Izuku asked inside his mind. He’d spoken to the voice a few times over the week, but nothing more than making sure the whole thing wasn't a dream.
“Always Runt, you know I will never leave you.” It answered with a chuckle.
“Thank you. I am afraid.” Izuku admitted.
“I know, but you have no reason to be. This place can help you learn to control what I have given you.” It answered.
“Kacchan was so afraid when he saw me.” Izuku stated looking around. Whenever he thought about his mind it was always a huge forest. To him, it felt like home.
“He had just woken up after being beaten by that boy. I expected him to be afraid.” The voice explained. Outside of his mind, a man with bright red hair stood watching the five-year-old.
“He has never done this before.” Inko said watching him intently. Izuku was still, his eyes were closed like he was asleep.
“Una told me what she could about his Quirk. If I had to guess, I would think he is speaking with his quirk. I have seen many transformation types who carry on full conversations with their other forms. My wife does it all the time.” the man said, looking over at the concerned mother. “My name is Seamus Mackenzie, I’m sorry to keep you waiting. I wanted to take another look at his records before we started the tests.”
“I am worried. I have never seen him do anything related to Quirks. Other than researching them, I mean. He loves trying to analyze them.” Inko announced proudly.
“I completely understand. My own sons tried to hide their quirks for weeks. You are lucky you found out after only a few days.” Seamus said, heaving a sigh. “For now, we should let them talk while we go over some tests.”
“I would like that.” Inko said, turning back to look at her son, he was still in the same state.
“I will be with you for this Little One. I promise you. If it is within my power, I will never leave you.” The voice said.
“I never thought to ask, do you have a name?” Izuku asked curiously.
“I do not. I am part of you.” It said.
“I think you should have a name.” Izuku opened his eyes looking around. “Oh, hello?”
“Pleasant conversation I hope.” Seamus asked.
“Yes, Sir. I think I should give him a name though.” Izuku said standing slowly. His legs hurt from sitting still for so long.
“Most transformation types or those with sentient Quirks feel the need to name them.” Seamus announced.
“I want it to be a special name.” Izuku said stretching. “It has to be a good name.”
“Well, what do you want your Quirk to represent?” Seamus asked. “For my wife, her quirk allows her to transform into a spider. She named her spider form Silk. Using the silk spun from that form, she makes fabric for support companies.” Izuku thought about it for a few minutes as they made their way to a huge room.
“I want to be a hero like All Might. He saves people with a smile, so they know they are safe. No matter how bad things are, it will get better.” Izuku said.
“That is a good goal. Do not forget to set realistic goals along the way so you don’t try doing too much too fast. We can help you with that, but you have to be the one to stick to your goals.” Seamus explained. “Why don’t we have a look at his form? We don’t want to pick a name that doesn’t fit the form.”
“I don’t really know how it happened last time.” Izu admitted.
“You want to shift? Done.”
This time, his transformation was faster. It still hurt, but not nearly as much.
“Beautiful.” Inko said, though it was clear it shocked her.
“I have to agree. I can not say I have ever seen anything like it.” Seamus admitted.
This form terrified him. He wasn’t used to seeing everything from this high up. Not only that, he felt an agonizing emptiness in his heart. He was on four legs like a dog or a cat. He looked down and noticed his large paws with sharp looking claws. His fur was dark, almost black with what seemed to be various shades of green on his most outer layer of fur. He could feel his tail tucked underneath him, wrapped behind one of his hind legs, his ears pressed flat against his head.
“He can fully transform, that is a good sign. It means his body can handle it.” Seamus said making notes on his tablet. “His colors are unusual, but it is a good identifying mark for his records.” An explosion on another floor made his ears perk up. “Ears seem to work well.” Izuku tried taking a few steps, they were wobbly, but he stayed upright. “Good, Izuku, are you able to speak like this?”
“Y-Yes.” His voice was deep and broken, but with practice it might get better. He hoped.
“That is fantastic.” Seamus exclaimed, making a few notes. “How do you feel?”
“E-Empty.” He said flopping down onto the floor.
“I see, your form seems canine in appearance. I suspect you’re looking for a pack.” Seamus explained as he made another note. “Over time you will form this bond with people important to you.”
“Mist?” Izuku questioned. He knew they would need to see the mist he used on Kacchan.
“Yes, I would like to see that. Stay right here. I will see if anyone was injured in that explosion.” Seamus walked out, leaving the two alone.
“Izu, you’re so big. I think we might have to move.” she said, trying not to laugh. “I don’t think you will fit in the living room.” A toothy grin answered her.
“I found someone who would like some help.” Seamus said, he stepped aside, revealing Izuku’s new friend. His arm was badly burned.
“Wings!” Izuku stood and made his way over to him slowly, hoping not to frighten his only friend.
“Wow, you are big.” He said. “I really want to pet you.”
“No mind.” Izuku said trying to smile again. “Hir-“ He took a deep breath trying to form proper words.
“Koga, you can call me Koga.” He said reaching out only to draw back in pain.
“Hold still.” Izuku said sniffing at the burns. Taking another deep breath he released it as the light blue healing mist. Seamus stood off to the side, recording the whole thing on his tablet. Slowly the blackened edges of the burn peeled away and fresh skin formed growing towards the center of the burns. It took two doses of mist to heal him and almost ten minutes.
“That is astounding. An amazing ability.” Seamus announced adding the video to his notes. “I suspect with practice you can heal faster.”
“That was awesome Izuku!” Koga said reaching out to pet him. “You are soft! I knew it.” Izuku suddenly turned away sneezing a burst of smoke rolled out of his nose, causing him to paw at it in annoyance.
“That is interesting.” Koga said. “Hey Izuku, you remember that feeling right?” his answer was a grunt. “Try letting that feeling out as a breath, best aim it away from us though.” Izuku tilted his head but gives it a shot. What comes out scares all of them. A burst of flame shot out of his mouth, like a flamethrower. When Izuku closed his mouth, they all stood there in silence.
“Looks like he got part of his father’s quirk.” Inko said after a few minutes.
“Hisashi, Izuku’s father, could breathe fire.”
“It will still be recorded.” Seamus said, making another note. “Try to change back Izuku.”
“Clothes?” Izuku asked looking at them. After spending some time in this form, it was not so scary.
“I told you so.” Izuku could hear the 'I told you so' attitude coming from his mind
“I think we will have to invest in clothes that can handle his transformation.” Inko said looking over at a pile of cloth shreds.
“I will contact a support company my wife works with. They are always willing to help young people with what they need to handle their quirks.” Seamus offered.
“Thank you. I am not sure how we will pay for it, but we will find a way.” Inko said. She opens her bag, taking out a bundle of clothes. “Lucky for us, I came prepared.”
“Perfect.” They all watched as Izuku changed back to his normal child form. All that remained of his clothes were some ruined pants. He dressed quickly and yawned. “With practice, he will spend more time in that form.” Seamus explained when Inko looked at him concerned. “I will make a full report and have it ready in a few days. I can either mail it to you or have you come in and pick it up.”
“I think mailing it would be best. I am not sure I could take another day off to come pick them up.” Inko replied. Koga’s research team took him to finish his testing and after a few more minutes going over the Midoriya’s contact information the two left. Izuku was in his mother’s arms and he was sound asleep before they even made it out to the car. Koga's feather tucked away in his mother's bag, safe and sound.
There it is folks! Comments and Kudos fuel my muse. Otherwise you could be waiting two whole weeks for new Chapters.