How Did We Get Here?

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Izuku and Izumi looked at each other and hugged each other for what could be the last time. In their hands, they both held a vial of red liquid. That red liquid was blood, though it was no ordinary blood. This was the modified blood of the number 1 hero, All Might. It was still a human cell, that much was for sure, but the quirk genes had been altered with those of another. 

Let's start at the beginning. At some point in his life, All Might decided to settle down and have a family. He married a woman named Inko Midoriya, now names Inko Yagi, and had children. A pair of twins a girl, and a boy. They named them Izumi and Izuku Yagi respectively. For 4 years those two children had a great life. Sadly, as they say, all great things must come to an end. 

When they were 4 they went to the doctor and both of them were diagnosed quirkless. That was the day everything changed. Their parents started to care about them less. They obviously cared about their safety, but they never cared to shield them from the darkness of the world. It was as if they believed that since they were quirkless they were bound to get hurt and there was nothing they could do about it. 

Things weren't any better at school for them either. When they told their friends that they were quirkless they were bullied almost daily. The people who promised to always be by their side turned on them in an instant. They didn't understand why, but they were quick learners. 

They realized that those people who bullied them weren't their friends. That was the day they built the walls around their hearts. Even with this revelation of what their friends had become they still held out hope for their parents. Maybe one day they'd do something. Help them. Notice them. 

That hope was too optimistic. While their parents did help them whenever they came home from school with bruises and cuts across their bodies, they never did anything to fix it. The two of them felt so alone, but they took solace in the idea that at least they were in this together. That's the day they decided that if their parents weren't going to give them their attention, they'd just have to make them. 

They weren't going to do anything wrong, no that's what villains do, and despite everything, they still wanted to be heroes. No, instead they went the opposite. They became what can be best described as perfect children. In all their school years they never got anything lower than an A-, and that was rare for them. 

Still, though, it wasn't enough. Try as they might, they just couldn't get their parents to see them as anything other than their weak quirkless children without any hopes for a future. They started to grow colder as a result. As their minds expanded, their hearts shrunk. It was easier this way. If they never let anyone get close to them they'd never have to worry about someone breaking what was left of their hope. 

At that time they both came to a decision. They couldn't trust anyone but each other. They started spending more time with each other, away from everyone else, as a result. Those moments when they were alone together were the only times when they could be kids. They'd play together, eat together, and even sleep together. 
A/N: Not like that you pervert! 

We learned at a young age that the only people we could trust to see who we really were were each other. Everyone else only saw that one word from a single test when we were 4 years old. 

With that life was good... for the most part. Sure we were still bullied and sure our parents still saw us as useless children, but we had each other. That was enough. 

That was until one day when they were 8 when Izuku asked his sister, "What if we could make our own quirks?" 

They had been laying on their shared bed, which was really two twin-sized beds put together. They were already 8 years old. An age where most parents would have given their children a room each. Though Inko and Toshinori were never very attentive parents. Not that either of them was complaining. 

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