Prologue

"Why are you being so mean? Your making him cry," A little boy with moss-green hair cried, tugging on his shirt, "If you keep on hurting him I... I'll... Uh... I'll stop you myself!" "Hm? You wanna pretend to be a hero?" Another boy with spiky ash blonde hair questioned sarcastically, "You don't stand a chance without a quirk, Deku." Those two boys were Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo. We were four or five at the time, but I wasn't really friends with them. Midoriya or Deku had been being picked on for wanting to become a hero without a quirk. I was just as unfortunate as him, not getting a quirk either. A girl with frizzy, brown hair and turquoise eyes stood in front of him. That was me. "Hey, are you okay?" I'd asked afterwards, reaching a hand out to help him up. "Y-Yeah," He'd stammered, as he took the help. The moss-haired boy was covered in bruises and cuts. "You know, you should stand up to those bullies," I'd told him, placing my hands on my hips, "We may not have quirks, but maybe we can be the first quirkless heroes when we're older!" His emerald green eyes sparkled at the words, not hearing them from anyone else after being told he was quirkless. "Sure, we will be!" Midoriya cheered along, a smile appearing on his face.

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Years later...

I was so idiotic to believe that, I thought. I was sitting on top of a building, as people rushed to get the last trains for the night. It was dark and late, as the seconds went by, ignoring the sounds of everything going on below me. I was fourteen, ran away from home because my mother had been killed by a villain. The so-called 'heroes' had done nothing to save her, just stood by and watched as she was killed right in front of their eyes. I'd committed a few crimes, such as seriously injuring a few people, one died, but I honestly didn't care. Gently, I lay down, watching as the stars twinkles in the pitch black sky, gripping on to the knife next to me. "Nakai Kamiko." Startled, I sat up again, searching for the person who had spoke. A man with pale blue hair stood next to another man with purple mist covering his actual body. "Who are you?" I questioned, glaring directly at them. "I'm Tomura Shigaraki and this is Kurogiri," The blue-haired man simply introduced himself. "Get to the point, why are you here? Come to kill me or something?" I asked, a sharp tone in my voice. "We are here to recruit you to join the League Of Villains," Kurogiri explained, shocking me slightly. "Why?" I questioned. "Well, you seemed to be quite skilled and you've gone and committed many crimes without anyone even seeing or even hearing of your name," The red-eyed male answered. Hesitating for a moment, I said, "You do know I'm quirkless?I'd be no use to you." "We can give you one." He continued, his yellow eyes narrowing. This couldn't actually have been happening, there isn't such thing as giving people quirks. "How?" I asked further, pointing the knife at the two. "We'll explain later, just come with us," Shigaraki grinned evilly, looking down at me. What else do I have to live for? I thought, considering everything. A small smile creeped on to my lips, as I answered with, "Sure."

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Hiya, sorry it's short. I just wanted to give an idea of what had happened to the main character.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fandom and goodbye!

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