Itsu Mejia

ALPHA, dr.

Memories flash through the little greenettes head as he sits in the back seat, not really listening to his mother and father argue in the front about what had just ocurred a few minutes ago.

Flashback~

"I'm sorry ma'am, sir, but it looks like you son wil not develope a quirk. You see this x-ray here?" The docter says, not alowing them to answer he continues " after the developement of quirks it was discovered that anyone with a quirk had a one jointed pinky toe" the docter pauses to let the family figure out what he means. The docter notices the boy's father, the man has naturaly sharp eyes and when the man narrows then, almost threateningly, at the docter he can't help but feel the shiver that seep down he spine. "Your son has two joints in his pinky toes, im sorry, your son is..."

Flashback end~

When the family of three return home from the docters the little boy is forced out of the car and pushed into what he will, soon, no longer call his home. They boy is told to go to his room, and he is an obediant child, so he goes.

Three hours. Thats how long the yelling lasted. The father screaming at the also enraged mother, and the mother sreaming back. slowly the man's patience was wearing thin and the idea to have him snap her neck just to shut the woman up was seeming much more appealing as time passed.

During those three hours the young boy had locked himself in his room and listened for a while to the yelling of his normally happy family. Before he went back to thinking. 'The docter said it like it was a disease' was it really that bad? The boy wondered 'the docter looked kind, maybe we could become friends' though the boy doubts the older man would want the... the child stopped his pondering at a possible new friendship to listen to his parents. 'Its gone really quiet' the boy notices, the strangely suffocating silence. The boy decides he doesn't like it. As the boy goes to unlock his door he hears a faint laughter. A faint, manic, laughter that gets louder as time passes.

The boy has not cried today, he supposes he could cry now. The boy knowing that the man on the other side of his door was not his father, and if it was? it was not the kind, smiling, father he remembers. The boy does remember being told to hide if he ever felt as though he was in danger. Well, the boy felt he was in extreme danger, so he hid. He hid in the empty, fire proof, metal, container, big enough to fit only him.

soon he recognized the smell of pine cones and sap. The smell his father emits when he uses his quirk, it's a nice really. If not for the fact that the smell would be his greatest fear in the future. The pine and sap, and the crackle of fire. Who knew, that such a seemingly kind smell would be the fear of an equally kind child.

After the father was satisfied with his work of the burning house, he left. never once did the man look back. Even as the siren's could be heard, he stuffed the small picture in his pocket and kept walking.

The mother only thought one thing when she died. And that was, 'im so sorry, my dear... precious... Izuku" the mother did not know her precious child was safe in the hidden compartment she had had created for him. The same compartment that the man she was married to did not know of. The mother knew of her husbands rage, and made the safe area for her child as a precaution, she never thought, the metal box that cost her so much, would ever need to be used.

The bo- Izuku thought he would be safe from his fathers quirk, after all the box was metal and fireproof. He supposes his mother never thought of falling debris as a problem, as the house's attic floor, roof, and beams fall onto the second floor and onto Izuku. The metal protecting Izuku from the fire starts to bend and Izuku starts to panic, the earlier dread once again fill his head with what he thinks are the last memories he will experience. The happy smile of family and friends. The three happy birthdays. The praise he recieved for being oh so very smart, yet he never became conceited.