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Inko and Hisashi Midoriya were a happy normal family with two perfectly average but useful quirks. Inko had a quirk that lets her attract small objects and Hisashi had a fire breathing quirk. The two were rather excited when they discovered they were expecting. When they broke the news to their friends, it was a momentous occasion, one only supplemented by their closest friend’s news. Their closest and oldest friends, Mitsuki and Masaru Bakugo also announced they were expecting. More excitement was to come after they discovered their little bundle of joy was to be a girl. Nine months and several hours of pain later, Izumi Midoriya was born into the world; a small average looking girl with small tufts of greenish black hair, emerald colored eyes and three symmetrical freckles on either cheek. The only thing that made the child stand out was the three blue dots under her right eye. All in all, life for the Midoriyas had added one more, and the husband and wife couldn’t have been happier. Even as Hisashi had to leave out of country for work, they still kept in touch nearly constantly.
Izumi Midoriya had a feeling she wasn’t a normal girl with an average quirk, like her parents. The heat she felt beneath her skin and the feeling of power were one of many indicators, if not for the fact, she had been talking at a far younger age then even her childhood friend, Katsuki Bakugo. In fact, she had always been a little bit smarter than many of the other students in preschool and an incredibly fast learner. The final indicator she didn’t have an average quirk was the rather rapidly appearing tattoos that started to form on her skin. By the time she was three, many had believed her quirk was the tattoo, much to the confusion of her parents. It resulted in many acts of bullying from some of the preschoolers, but she felt she knew better; she just didn’t know how. The day of her fourth birthday came with a burst of the tattoos, which had covered her left shoulder and hand in pale blue swirls and designs. And yet nothing changed much for her, much to the annoyance of her now antagonistic friend, Katsuki. As the days turned into weeks with no change to her quirk, her friend soon became her bully, the boy giving Izumi the moniker ‘Deku’ to show off how useless she was. This spurred many of the other children to join in on the bullying and teasing and isolated her each and every day. Until the day she was playing alone, as per usual, when she felt a sudden surge of power run through her. It was only after the surge, that the heat she felt all this time surged to the palms of her hands, and, with a yelp of surprise, a blast of fire erupted from her palms and scorched her play area. As it would happen, the yelp and blast of fire alerted both the staff and the students who turned to see fire leaving Izumi’s hands. She was soon escorted to the nurses office to check for injuries as her mother was called to alert her of the new found quirk.
After her quirk’s awakening, things shifted for the girl. She found herself not as the weak girl with tattoos, but a girl with a fire ejecting quirk, name HEAT SINK . She was constantly asked by other students to showcase her quirk, which was stronger than even Bakugo’s EXPLOSION much to his ire. In fact, that was the only thing that didn’t change. Katsuki seemed to target her with more and more harsh bullying, though she ignored it in favor of learning more about her new found quirk, not able to shake off the feeling of there being more to the quirk than meets the eye.
Unfortunately, life has a funny way of sticking it to people, and it was at the age of six when Izumi discovered this fact. When walking home with her mother after a fun day at the park, the two were caught in the midst of a hero fight against some villain with a quirk that made him into a massive beast as well as the ability to fire massive spikes from his tail. Endeavor, as well as several sidekicks from other agencies, fought the villain. Izumi, to this day, wasn’t sure what caused it, but an attack from the villain hit an apartment building, causing part of the structure to collapse, falling towards the alleyway the Midoriyas had been hiding in. Inko, seeing the collapse, did the only thing she could and pushed Izumi as hard as she could, shoving her out of the alleyway. Just as it was filled with rubble, burying Inko alive, the last thing the young girl saw was her mom’s sad smiling face.
Sidekick Eraserhead had been doing what he could to aid Endeavor, but ERASURE was useless against the villain. By doing hit and run attacks, while his friend and ally Mic used his quirk to hit the villain from below, they tried to keep the villain occupied. When one of the buildings collapsed, fearing the worst, Eraser called over to Endeavor.
“Endeavor! I’m taking Mic to check out the collapsed building. Gotta make sure no one got caught in it!” only to receive a grunt of acknowledgement from the hero.
With a nod, Eraser swung down to relay the plan to Mic before taking off, a shout of indignation following him. Present Mic huffed as he arrived at the building. It hadn’t been far from the fight, so it was a quick jog. Passing by an alleyway, he heard a soft sob and small call of “Mommy” that caught his attention. The sight of a little girl with green hair in a messy bun attempting to move the rubble broke his heart. The sidekick called his partner, letting him know to call an ambulance and rescue crews, before he attempted to approach the small girl.
He put on his calmest voice, “Hey there little listener, everything will be okay now. We are apprehending the villain. I’ve got an ambulance and rescue heroes on the way here to try and help your mom. I need you to come with me somewhere safe, okay?”
He frowned as she seemed to ignore him, continuing to move the large slabs of rock and debris. Giving a huff, Mic lightly placed a hand on the girl’s shoulder and shook her gently, only for her to jump back in fear, staring at him with distant eyes.
“NO! I need to help my mom! Stay away! I won’t let you take me.”
Mic tried to calm the girl down again, “Little listener, please just come with me so we can get you checked out and-“
“NO! I SAID STAY BACK!”
Mic had barely enough time to register her tattoos, glowing a bright green. Her palm moved in a pushing movement before a burst of light filled his vision and he felt his back connect with something solid.
Eraserhead put away his phone once he got confirmation that police and paramedics were on their way. He swung over to where Mic had told him, arriving just in time to hear a young voice scream and see a flash of green followed by a hard thud. Eyes narrowing, Eraser swung into a shadowy area to overlook what was going on. His eyes went wide at the sight of Mic struggling to stand, as a young girl with bright neon green tattoos lit up the street. Her arms were surrounded by a glowing green aura, her eyes giving off wisps of faint energy, and two emerald flamed wings sprouted from her back. She was slowly making her way towards Mic, a fireball forming in her small hand.
“I told you to STAY AWAY! Can’t you see I have to help her? Can’t you see that she’ll die without help?!”
The girl snarled, rearing her hand back, ready to throw the flaming object at the sidekick. Eraser gave a low growl and activated his quirk, feeling his hair lift up and eyes sting from the use. He watched in satisfaction as the girls quirk cut off almost instantly. The small girl looked up in confusion before stumbling and falling forward. She got wrapped up in Eraser’s capture scarf, the man jumping down and moving to lift the girl up.
The sounds of sirens steadily drew near, as the black haired man turned to his friend and grunted, “You alright?”
Mic gave an amused but pained chuckle, “Yup all good here… Ow, okay, maybe not. Kid’s got a lot of power.”
Eraser gave a nod, then turned to the arriving ambulances and rescue heroes.
“Mic and this girl need medical attention. Girl seems to have lost control of her quirk and attacked Mic in a fit of fear. Also, her mother is trapped under the rubble. She’s gonna need urgent care.” He handed off the child before moving to aid in moving the rubble.
Izumi shot awake with a gasp. Her eyes searched around the room in confusion and fear, her mind running a mile a minute. She was trying to figure out why she was in a hospital room, only to grind to a screeching halt when the memories of last night came back to her. Izumi gasped, “Mom! I gotta go! I gotta find mom!” The little six-year-old cried, as she tried to climb out of the bed, stopping as the door to her room opened and a familiar and welcoming voice greeted her ears.
“Zumi? Zumi! You’re awake!” Her father trapped her in a tight hug, prompting the little girl to burst into tears, her father following soon after. After their crying session, Hisashi alerted a nurse, who checked the girl’s health.
She smiled at the girl, “Well, now that you are awake, we can let you and your father go join your mother in her room. Take it easy and don’t rush to much, okay?” She turned and left the room.
But before Izumi could move, Hisashi stopped her. Her confusion must have been evident on her face because he gave a sad smile and sighed.
“Before we go, I need to tell you something about your mother. You see... the rubble collapsed on her, and it damaged her legs and badly hurt her back. Mom… has been confined to a wheelchair. At least, until the doctors feel she could recover. But we don’t know when that will be. So, for now you and I will have to help your mom with things, okay?”
Izumi swallowed but nodded. Fighting off tears as her father gave her forehead a kiss, she took his hand. He guided her through the halls until they stood in front of a door. She looked up at her father, who gave her a reassuring smile, who then Izumi was led into the room. Her ears were assaulted by the sound of medical machinery, all hooked up to her bruised and bandaged mother. The little girl sniffled and stepped closer to the bed.
“M-mom? Mommy?”
Inko stirred before slowly opening her eyes and looking blearily around, before stopping on Izumi, a smile blossoming on the woman’s face.
“Izumi, my little princess… you’re okay…”
Hearing her mother’s voice, Izumi let out everything she’d been holding in. She moved to cling to her mother’s free hand, sobbing loudly. Inko and Hisashi joined her as the family of three cried together; injured and broken, yes but together and alive.
That night, Hisashi and his daughter sat alone as Inko slept. The man noticed something when looking up at his child, who had been staring blankly at a hero magazine for the last hour.
Concerned, he cleared his throat before speaking, “Sweetheart, is something on your mind? You haven’t turned that page on All Might since your mother fell asleep. And I know you already know everything about him since he’s your favorite hero.”
The man teased, earning a small smile from Izumi.
“Dad… can I take martial arts training and self defense classes?”
He was surprised, the fire breather narrowing his eyes a bit.
“Sweetheart… I don’t see why not, but why the sudden interest?”
Hisashi may have known a lot about his daughter and expected many answers but this one surprised and impressed him. As the girl turned to look at him, eyes glistening with tears and determination, she said, “Because, I WILL be number one hero. I’m going to become the best hero there ever was. I want to protect everyone and make sure what happened to mom doesn’t happen to anyone else.”
Izumi finished, tears dripping down her cheeks, a soft sob erupting from her as her father pulled her into a hug. Her father declared then and there that he’d do everything it took to ensure his daughter reached her goal.