Quirkless Rejects

Kota and Katsuki, Make A Decision.

"I dislike quirks all together. Would you let me be part of the Quirkless Rejects?"

The question asked by this little boy echoed around the room. Deku could not help the confused swirls popping up on his digital sunglasses. Deku frantically moved his arms in a manner strangely like Izuku's before he ran away. "K- kid are you alright? Were you hurt in that battle? Hit your head? Concussion? Did you-"

"If fine," Kota cut it sharply. "My parents... they were k- killed by that man."

Anima came and crouched by Kota alongside Deku. "Which man?"

"Muscular," Deku replied, knowing the little boy wouldn't know his name.

Kota nodded. "Everyone praised them for such an 'honorable death' but I was just sitting here!" Kota belted. "Why did they have to become heroes? Why did they have to leave me!?"

Anima patted his back but he shrugged it off. "Don't... I don't want your comfort or pity. I hate them. Heroes and quirks and all the wrongly placed praise of them."

"And what if we say no?" Grimlin asked as he walked up.

The kid looked a little frazzled by the question. He may speak big but he is just a kid after all. Kota must not have thought they'd say no. "And what about your Aunt? Look, how old are you, kid?"

"I- I'm five," he replied.

Grimlin nodded. "Young. You do not understand much yet. Has your quirk even come in yet?"

The boy shook his head. "No, and I don't want it too!"

Deku swallowed a scoff. Trust me, kid, it's better to have one than to not in our society.

Grimlin sighed. "Understandable for a little kid in your position but you better keep those words to yourself."

"Why?" Kota asked.

Deku sighed. "Well," he said, "everyone here has been rejected for either lack of quirk or a 'failed' one and would have killed for a working one before joining this group."

"Ok...?"

"In this gang, those words are fighting words, Kota."

The greenette slightly tipped his head to everyone watching. Kota looked at the large gathering and paled when he saw all of the faces. Some didn't react, some showed slight distaste, and others didn't hide their emotions on what the kid had just said at all.

"Kota," Anima started softly, "if you truly want to join the Quirkless Rejects then you must first understand what we are about."

Jester, who was leaning on a wall nearby hummed in agreeance. "Right. We don't hate quirks. Neither do we hate heroes. We simply hate how because of both we have been rejected and cast out by society and we are fighting against that."

Everyone nodded.

"W- well then I hate something similar?" Kota said in a questioning tone.

"Which is?"

"I- I hate the praise of the heroes... I hate that they go out and die without a care about their families and I hate that the world praises that..." he answered.

Deku hummed. "Well, not exactly the same or close but not so far off it's not workable with... The question of what you will do if we say no still stands."

Kota paused for a bit before opening his mouth again.

"I will run away and start my own group then or join another one or... something... like that... Yeah..." He sounds indecisive. "Kota, will you give us all second to talk?" "Mhmm."