This is my first fanfiction so constructive criticism is appreciated!

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Izuku Midoriya was at the young age of one when he started to admire heroes, and like every other child in the world, was expectant for his quirk, he wasn't the only one.

Izuku Midoriya was five when he was confirmed quirkless.

Izuku Midoriya was eight when he learned that his father is a Pro Hero in America named Pyro Heater. He was also eight when his father started shouting at his mother for still taking care of the him.

Izuku Midoriya was nine when his mother started hurting him. It was nothing major, just some bruises and scratches. She still loved him and didn't want to hurt him, he knows it too, she was just too stressed.

Izuku Midoriya was ten when his father finally came back from overseas and saw that he was covered in bruises, scars, and burns. Izuku Midoriya was ten when he lost everything that mattered to him.

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"I come home after fucking ten years of hard work overseas and you're still taking care of that filthy piece of shit?!", he growled as his throat began to light up, a signal that he was about to use his quirk.

"Ten years, I have been providing for your sorry asses when most of my money gets spent because of a quirkless, useless,brat!", flickers of flame spurt from his mouth, as he looks for Izuku.

Midoriya Inko, Izuku's mother, knowing what or who he was looking for, blocked little Izuku from view, "I-I I won't let you hurt him!", she cried.

Inko, too busy protecting her son, didn't notice the smell of gasoline, but Izuku did.

"Mom! Mom! Mommy!", he cried as he tugged on her sleeve.

"Shut up, brat.", Hizashi shouted, "You have no business here.", his voice implying that he was about to do something, and by that... Hizashi accidentally set the apartment to flames. Inko shrieked.

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Izuku jumped, curled up to a ball into a corner, then started to sob. There was just fire everywhere. Da- Hizashi walked out of the apartment, not giving a care to mom or himself.

Mom is right across him, flames dancing everywhere, "Izuku, Izuku honey, it's gonna be alright, just breathe.", mom said.

I cried even louder, I can't do this, I can't, I can't-

"Izuku, come over", her soft voice urged me to come over, but not even her voice can stop the pure fear running in me, "I-I can't!", I stammered. "Izuku you can!", as she said that, a flame spiked. "NononononononoIcan'tIcan't" was all that I managed to answer as those words came out of my mouth in repeat. "Izuku!", mom yelled as she ran closer to me, the only thing seperating us were the flames. She tried to use her quirk on me but it was all in vain as a support beam fell down and snapped her spine. "MOM!", I shrieked, 'no no no this can't be happening-'

'Yes it is, and it's all because of you, DEKU'

nonononononO-

My train of thoughts got broken when a scarf wrapped around me. I kicked and struggled against it as I cried out to get back to mom again. I finally am able to hear sirens in the distance, and as much as I wanted to stay awake, my body betrayed me and went to sleep. Mom. I'm sorry.

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A/N:

I'm sorry if the summary seems to be happy lmao, this is kinda like a 'It gets worse before it becomes better' fic. As always, comments and remarks are appreciated! and probably some help on how to use this app haha...