Author's note: Hope you enjoy this little 'crossover'. I have no intention of bringing too much from Naruto's universe since this IS Naruto's universe. I hope someone gets to enjoy my little opening chapter. Leave a review to let me know your opinions. Rated M for language and Romance tag meaning E.T's fighting against apes mounting velociraptors. Romance tag meaning some freaking romance moving forward, nature of the romance still indeterminate. See ya.

" Speaking out loud
' Thinking

The Cursed Hero

People are not born equal. What a bunch of crap. Everyone is born equal, the world is responsible for their changes, and the people are responsible for the world. Those who came to this world and were left by themselves, are the only ones who can complain about injustice. They got their chance snatched from them, they have the right to be mad at the world, they have the right to impose their will against everything. In this new world, there's only one absolute truth: Villains aren't born. They're raised.

My name is Midoriya Izuku, and at the age of four, I was told I had a quirk nobody could identify. The doctor who examined me showed us the proof that I had the third joint on my pinky toe, which represents the evolution of humanity, the birth of a new generation of exceptional abilities users in this new world where fantasy becomes reality. This little detail could dictate how your life would progress, how you would be treated by most people, and how you would live. After I was told that for this new world I meant nothing, I kept trying to live as a hero, trying to absorb their ideals as my own, I kept trying to be like the hero I admired so much, All Might. I desperately waited for the day my quirk would activate, I studied everything about it, analyzing other people's quirks endlessly and I found nothing... But I kept going. I trained alone in an abandoned place next to my house, learning how to fight by myself using videos and books as reference and my quirk didn't activate... But I kept going. Back then, when my mother gave up on me, feeling sorry for her normal son and the suffering he would face in his life, it hurt most than anything... But even after that, I kept going... After all, a true hero never gives up and always faces everything with a smile, right?

'After years of mistreating in Kacchan's hands, could you really blame me if I were to became a villain? He just told me to kill myself. The person I also admired for so long, the person I considered my friend. The one who uttered these words to me is someone praised by adults, someone considered suitable to be a hero, a model to the next generation. He's someone who aims to be the strongest hero ever... This is just stupid. I was stupid for trying to follow him all this time, being humiliated, inflating his ego for years, how stupid I was.' Midoriya kept walking, repeating the words inside his mind when he heard a strange voice behind him:

"A medium-sized body... To hide in-"

He looked over his shoulder to see who was speaking and locked eyes on a giant slimy monster.

'Wha- It looks like a villain with a transformation quirk-' He analyzed in less than two seconds, jumping away from the danger the monster was emanating, but before he could gain any distance, he was caught and engulfed by the sticky substance that started covering his face, preventing him from breathing. Just before passing out, he heard a familiar voice, a voice he had heard a million times on the TV:

"Fear not, shounen... I am here!"

The last thing he remembered was a strong wind pressure before fainting.

He woke up after being softly face-slapped, instantly looking at the man in front of him, thinking he could only be dreaming. All Might, the number one hero was right there.

"An autograph... Where's m-" He looked around and found his burned notebook opening just to see the hero's signature on it.
"He already signed it?!"

When the hero said until next time and was about to leave, Midoriya felt despair... He still needed an answer, he needed to hear it from him. He was sure that All Might wouldn't turn him down like the others. As the symbol of justice, he was sure he was going to believe in him. Just because nobody had an answer to his unknown power, it didn't mean he was useless.

"Please, wait. I want to ask you something."

The hero turned and Midoriya looked away, too embarrassed to maintain eye contact.
"Can someone without a quirk become a hero like you?"
"Without a quirk?"

All Might kept staring at the boy, wondering what he meant by that. After the hero questioned him, Midoriya explained that after being tested over and over again, his quirk never awakened although everyone was sure he had one, they just didn't know how to turn it on, not even Midoriya himself.

"Shounen, I can understand what you're feeling, having your power so close and yet having nothing at all... It must be frustrating, but I can't be an irresponsible adult right now and just say that you can become a hero."

Midoriya's face fell as he heard the only person in the world that he expected to believe in him, to give him hope, doing exactly the opposite.

"A pro should always be ready to risk his life and without power, can one really become a hero? I don't think so, shounen."

Midoriya just gripped the front of his shirt with his eyes closed, trying hard not to cry, feeling his words hit like slaps.

"If you desire to help people, you could become a police officer. There's nothing wrong about dreaming but you need to face reality, shounen. I'm sorry but with the way you are, you cannot become a hero."

He turned and jumped away, the wind pressure making Midoriya's hair stand.

Just like that, it ended. Midoriya's dreams, ambitions, hope... He kept staring at the ground, not knowing what to do... Where to go... He was lost.

'This was a little harsh, but the sooner he faces reality, the better. Also, this is the first time I heard about a quirk that no one can classify... That's odd.' Lost in thoughts about the boy's strange past, he didn't notice the bottle he just dropped. The bottle containing the sticky villain he captured.

Midoriya looked up to see All Might's figure flying away. He kept watching for a few seconds, mortified. He felt his head hurt after hearing those words, he just had the last shred of hope ripped from him by his idol, he opened his eyes but his vision was blurred by tears. He wiped them out, but he still couldn't see things in front of him, everything was blurred and before he could ask himself what happened to his eyes, he grabbed the sides of his head, feeling it hurt, that he fell to his knees. He wanted to scream, but his jaw was locked, his hands pressing his skull in an attempt to relieve the pain. It was like someone was crushing his brain. He kept there on the ground, waiting for the pain to pass and felt it spreading to his eyes as well. After a few minutes, it just suddenly stopped, like it never happened. He was feeling dizzy, and after opening his eyes again he saw two flies next to him, and it looked like they were flying in slow-motion. He took a step forward, but as he did so, everything came strangely close, as if he was seeing everything from a wrong-sized pair of lens. He could still feel the depth, he just wasn't used to it yet.

"What the hell is going on?! What is this?"

He tried to walk again, his arms raised in front of him to help with his balance and went to the small stream next to the place he was to wash his face and his eyes that were now aching. When he crouched to get water, he saw something reflected on the water's surface that made a chill run through his whole body: He saw a pair of red eyes glowing and suddenly, he was aware of everything around him. The processing speed of the incoming visuals stimulus was off the charts, that was all Midoriya could think as he saw 4 fishes underwater, 10 meters ahead and somehow could keep track of them even after turning to look at some bees flying around him. Somehow, everything seemed slow to his eyes and his vision blurred again, but this time caused by the tears falling down his face, as he realized those eyes had to be his quirk. His quirk that has just awakened.

"I'm not useless... I'm not quirkless... I knew I wasn't useless-"

After recovering, he wiped the tears and looking back to the place where his dreams were destroyed a few minutes ago, he swore:

"I'll show you. I'll show you I'm not useless... I'll show you two what it truly means to be a hero, All Might... Kac- Bakugou."

He heard an explosion and turned towards its general direction, he could even hear some sirens. He ran for a few minutes until he reached the crowd that was watching a sticky villain who just abducted a boy fight with pro-heroes. The villain was using explosions in every direction, making people gasp, a few filming with their cellphones. Every time Midoriya blinked, his eyes automatically registered a new detail in front of him, somehow keeping track of movements made by those around even after passing by them. He saw the heroes standing back because it was dangerous to approach the explosive monster.

'Explosions?'

Midoriya noticed those explosions and how they reminded him of a certain someone. He swiftly walked through the crowd, finding the narrows spaces while moving swiftly, until he reached the front row and saw the look on the boy's face. The one who was being chocked just like Midoriya was a few minutes ago was Bakugou. He locked his new red eyes with the boy's eyes, seeing only fear and despair on his face, instantly running towards the villain, jumping over a sign, not even realizing what he was doing.

'He is going to die and everyone is just watching... Waiting for another hero to save the day. You are all pathetic... You call yourselves heroes?'

He approached barely aware of the screams coming from behind, telling him to stop. He was focused on the sticky villain, who saw his advance and tried to blow him with a direct blast, but he just stepped aside, dodging the heat. What the hell? That was too easy. He threw his backpack directly in the villain's face, which made him let go of Bakugou's face, allowing the boy to breathe again.

"Deku... Why?!"
"It looked like... You were asking for someone to help you-"

Midoriya saw the villain's left arm coming his way and dodged the explosion again, feeling the hot vapor against his face, but everything was so calm that he wasn't feeling pressured at all, however, he noticed something alarming: He was getting strangely tired as if his whole body was getting too heavy for him to handle. His breathing getting out of control, and his legs starting to drag. He kept dodging and throwing anything he could pick up from the ground directly at the villain's eyes, making him unable to focus on Bakugou. After a close call, where he got a small burn on his left wrist, he turned to the crowd and shouted:

"FOR HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TO KEEP WATCHING?! DO YOU CALL YOURSELVES HEROES?!"

He was almost at his limit. He just discovered this new power and was already fighting a monster with Bakugou's power, yet, he was holding his own for more than 5 minutes and nobody lifted a finger to help. Suddenly, he felt a presence that was going to grab his arm and instantly withdrew it when he was about to be touched. He saw a hand close on thin air and heard the same familiar voice talk something about lessons, but he wasn't paying attention to those empty words anymore, they meant nothing to him now. All Might blew the villain towards the sky with such force that a tornado was created and a few seconds later it started raining. Midoriya finally could rest, so he sat on the sidewalk still feeling his body fatigued. What was going on? He looked at his arms and legs and after a quick analysis of what happened, he concluded that he was still seeing everything with that distort eyesight. He understood then... He needed to stop his power... He needed to turn it off because it was draining his energy too fast, but how could he stop that? He tried closing his eyes and concentrating, but the answer simply popped inside his mind: He just needed to want to turn it off, so he did and after opening his eyes again, the world came back to normal, the pressure instantly getting off his body. He looked around and saw Bakugou who had fainted a few seconds ago sitting as well, being praised by some pro-hero because of his toughness and his quirk, but he just looked down, not bragging as usual.

'Yea, you're the one that got saved by me. Maybe if I had killed myself today as you suggested, you would also be dead by now.'

Midoriya just noticed that a pro-hero was trying to scold him about being reckless, so he grabbed his bag, getting up and after looking directly at the pro-hero Death Arms' face, said without any fear or insecurity for the first time in his life:

"Someone was in danger, and there were no heroes available, so I did what I thought was right, now if you excuse me."

He walked away from a perplexed hero and was pierced by Bakugou's stare. The moment he passed by the perimeter tape, he saw the place where the number #1 hero was giving an interview. He looked at him, feeling a new kind of feeling... It wasn't rage... It was a feeling he never experienced before... Something that caused a sensation of betrayal. All Might felt the urge to look back and their eyes met for a second. What All Might saw there, made him stop his interview mid-sentence and wonder:

'His eyes. His eyes just changed color, didn't they?'

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