Chapter 1

[AN: Ok so be warned the mc doesn't act like a normal 4 year old. He will be far more intelligent than a normal kid his age. I will also explain why he acts the way he acts through out the chapter.]

Quirks, a superhuman ability that has grown stronger throughout the generations. It all started with a glowing baby and from then on, the abilities which people call quirks, only grew stronger. Those with strong 'Quirks' started to abuse their power which led to people who seek justice to arise and stop them. These righteous people called themselves 'HEROES'.

Heroes, what are heroes? When ask anyone that question, they always say the same things. 'Heroes are the best', 'They protect us', 'They're always here for us'. Not only that but ask most children what they want to be and they would always say the same exact thing, 'To be a HERO'.

This however doesn't always apply to kids who grew up not as fortunate as others.

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Characters

mc- Charles Sato

Parents - Emily Sato

-Hayato Sato

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[There will be pics of them in the comment section]

In a small house in the great city of Toronto, is a small child about the age of four. This child had short blonde hair and greyish eyes.

In the house the small boy stood in his room as he started changing into different clothes.

Taking off his white t-shirt, you can see that his body is full of bruises. How you may ask? The reason for this is because of the constant abuse from his parents.

After taking off his shirt, the little boy then went and grabbed a hoodie which had some holes in it and a red shirt before closing the closet.

The little boy then put on his clothes as he walked out of his room and into the living room where he put on his shoes and sat down on his couch waiting for his parents.

As he was waiting the boy started pointing out his pointer finger making a thin string come out of it. While he was playing around with his quirk a smile was plastered in his face. This smile however wouldn't last for much longer as the boy heard a voice.

"Charles are you ready yet" a voice asked.

The boy now identified as Charles stopped playing around with his quirk as he responded to the voice.

"Y-Yes, I'm ready m-mom" stuttered Charles.

Before his mother could respond loud foot steps resounded all throughout the house.

*Thump

*Thump

As Charles heard the foot steps he couldn't help but shake a little.

"Fuck are we waiting around for. Let's see if he has a good quirk or not already" said a man in an annoyed tone.

"Yes sweetie, get off your ass already Charles" said Charles's mother as she said the last part with a commanding tone.

Charles said nothing as he stood up and followed his parents from the back.

As he was watching them from the back he couldn't help but scrunch up his face in disgust. His parents were disgusting. Druggies and Alcoholics who did nothing but sit on their asses all day collecting money from the government. Whenever they couldn't get their 'fix' they took their anger out on him . Whenever they felt bored they entertained themselves by abusing him.

Charles always heard his mother curse him for being in this world when she was drunk or whenever he did something that slightly annoyed her.

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After getting into their car they drove to the medical clinic to register and test Charles's quirk.

As they were driving, Charles was manipulating the string from his finger tips. His quirk was new to him so he had a bit of trouble making it do what he wanted it to. Not only that but he started to get a bit tired.

Looking to his right he saw that they were still on the highway, so he decided it would be fine to take a small nap.

Charles then closed his eyes and drifted off to the only place he was never alone, his dream world.

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"Wake up brat, we're here" Charles's father said as he shook him awake.

Charles slowly opened his eyes and let his eyes adjust to the light before undoing his seatbelt and getting out of the car.

As they were walking towards the clinic they got many stares. This was because Charles's parents were never the cleanest people and they definitely look like crackheads.

His mom was around 5ft 4, a sickly thin, and hair that looked like it was about to fall out. His father was overweight, balding and had most of his teeth out. Overall, it was really no surprise why they got stares. The only one who looked even a bit normal was Charles, but even he looked poorly fed.

After getting into the office they sat down and waited until it was their turn.

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After a couple minutes later a doctor called them into a room and proceeded to ask questions.

"Now then Mr. and Mrs. Sato. When did his quirk first manifest" The doctor asked as he scanned them from head to toe.

The couple looked at Charles and gave him a look. That was all it took to make Charles understand that he needed to answer.

"Two days ago sir" The doctor waited until he heard a childish voice respond for them. He looked at Charles and smiled before continuing his questions.

"Any pain when using your quirk. Any discomfort" The doctor asked.

"No sir. If anything it feels comfortable. I just get a bit tired after using it for a while" Charles said.

"ok good. Now then lets go into another room to test your quirk shall we" The doctor said as he walked across the current room their in, and opened a door near them leading into another room.

Charles got up and followed the doctor, his parents quickly followed his lead and followed their son into the room.

"Now then take your shirt and pants off for me sonny, I need to do the weighing and the other boring stuff" the doctor said.

Charles nodded and started taking off his shirt and his pants. After he finished taking off his clothes the doctor couldn't help but give him a sad stare.

His parents quickly jumped in and said "My poor baby has been getting bullied lately by kids in our neighborhood" His father said as he placed a hand on Charles's shoulder.

"Right squirt" He continued as he lightly squeezed his shoulder making Charles respond with a "Yes".

The doctor sighed as he knew he couldn't do anything as he had no proof so he went on with the tests.

After doing the physical tests he saw that Charles was way to weak for his age. Not only that but he was malnourished.

"Sigh, Lets continue on with the quirk testing" the doctor said as Charles put on his clothes and started showing off his quirk.

After another thirty minutes of testing they finally registered the quirk.

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Quirk: Strings

- Able to generate strings from his finger tips, or wrists.

Quirk Potential: C

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After this they went home and one thing was safe to say. His parents weren't happy.

While driving home they couldn't help but scream in the car about how Charles was a disappointment.

"Fucking waste of space. How the fuck are you gonna be a hero with fucking strings" His father said.

'My quirks not useless' Charles thought as he kept listening to his parents yell at him.

"Useless shit. You're not going out of your room today at all. And be prepared" His mother said as they continued making their way home.

'Its not like I can go out anyways' Charles thought as he looked out the window. He saw the birds flying freely in the air and the beautiful sun setting.

'If only I could be a bird. Up in the sky all free and not having to get punished' Charles thought as he quietly shed a couple of tears.

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AN: Charles is far smarter than someone his own age. Also some may say some kids, especially 4 year old cant think this, Your right, in the real world. This is fiction plus humanity evolved with quirks. Whose to say that IQ levels have risen immensely. Not only that but natural physical strength could've increased. In other words Quirks are the major part of their evolution but what if humanity as a whole increased their limits and starting points but overlooked it because of strong quirks.

Anyways next chapter will he quite tuff to write. Especially cause I hate child abuse with everything I have.