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Endevor wanted one thing and one thing only. Power. That’s why he got married, that’s why he had kids. And so fair all of them have been failures.
But now with his wife's new pregnancy that could all change. The whole pregnancy it seemed like just one little boy, but the day of the birth was a surprise of two. Two little boys. One calm, quiet boy, with straight red and white hair, perfect down the middle. As soon as he saw him he knew there was potential. The second one was the surprise, fussy but not loud, the same half and half hair but flipped. But something was off. There were random bits of red in the white and white in the red.
From the minute the two were born it was known they were different. Shoto was perfect, quiet, calm, always doing what he was told, y/n on the other hand. Was fussy, never loud but a handful. When Shoto’s quirk awakened the day of his 4th birthday, it was perfect and exactly what Endevor wanted. y/n’s on the other hand didn’t. He was checked a few months after his brother’s quirk awakened. He wasn’t quirkless, it was just stalled.
The first thing that was noticed was two small bumps on his forehead, it was thought at first that maybe he hit his head. Then the bumps didn’t go away, no.They grew. Endeavor took him to get checked once more. It was found that he had a unique but not rare, quirk mutation. It’s something that just happens sometimes, the doctors explained, that no matter what the family genes are a kid could get a full brand new quirk.
Endeavor was pissed. How dare his child ruin his plans.
When y/n was 5 something happened. At this point his horns were about 1.5 inches long, cute, short and chubby. He had woken up in the middle of the night feeling weird. At this point he already knew he couldn’t trust his parents. Dad was always angry and disappointed, mom was always sad and distant. So he went to who he trusted, Toya. he woke Toya up, complaining that he felt wrong. His right side felt warm and his left cold, with random spots of cold in the warm and warm in the cold. Toya, thinking this was something quirk related, took him outside.
After a few minutes in the cold January air steam started coming from his body, his skin becoming a bright red. The air around him is heating and cooling rapidly. Toya, reacting in panic, ran to the door, throwing it open and screamed for help. Endevor came running with Rei following close behind. Just as they make it outside y/n burst into a tornado of fire and ice, the air whipping around violently.
In that moment Endeavor got a new hope that he’d have too perfect creations. Not long after this Toya dies.
A few months later something bad happened. y/n peaked his head into the kitchen finding his mom at the stove brewing tea. y/n having loved drinking tea with his mother, it was one of the few things they did together, ran into the kitchen. Happy and smiling, he ran to his mom, grabbing onto her leg, tugging on her leg and asking what tea she was making.
But, something was wrong. The way she looked down at him. Dark eyes, rage filled. y/n backed up, this wasn’t his mother anymore. He didn’t know this woman. Her hand snapped out grabbing his right horn. Cold dreaded fear fills him as he sees her hand reach for the cattle. He pulls his head back as hard as he can, making the cattle slosh out. The boiling hot water hits his arm causing him to scream in agony, but he gets out of her hold. He scramples back, and sees something out of the corner of his eye.
Shoto. Shoto’s standing in the doorway, a look of utter fear on his face. She walks forward grabbing Shoto before either boy could react; she pures the boiling water down on his face. y/n filled with something he’d never felt before spring forward, slamming himself into Her side forcing her to the floor. The cattle goes flying out of her hand, water flinging about, the boiling liquid hitting him at random. The cattle lands on his shoulder blade, branding itself into his skin. He reacts in panic and fear throwing himself upright throwing the cattle off him, it felt like his skin was torn off with the cattle.
In a panic he grabbed onto Shoto and dragged both of them out of the room, Shoto couldn’t move, clucking his face in pain and screaming in agony. y/n forces himself to keep moving, he can’t stop. He was to get them both out, get them away from her. He keeps pushing, and pushing, not stopping even with the burning skin or tired body, or the darkness starting to fill his vision. Loud thumping draws his eyes up. Endeavor. Endeavor is here. He’s a hero isn’t he? That means they're safe now, right? Yeah. yeah, they are. And before he can even blink he hits the hardwood floor and passes out.
When he comes to, he's in a hospital bed. His body felt stiff and his skin felt tight. He looks around in confusion and finds Shoto in the bed across from him. Shoto’s still asleep and his face is covered in bandages. y/n eyes snapped towards the door as a nurse walked through. She comes over to him and gives him a sweet smile as she starts changing his bandages. His right arm is fully wrapped and as the nurse removes the bandages he sees his skin, bright ugly red, the skin raised and boiled.
The nurse is gentle as she puts new bandages on him. She’s pretty, and nice, but so was she. y/n wonders if this nurse finds him as much of a monster as she did. The nurse reaches up towards his face and he pulls back, why would she be reaching for his face? He doesn’t remember anything happening to his face. The nurse smiles sweetly before reaching forward again, and peels a white bandage off of his cheek. Huh, so some of the water must have hit his face too.
The nurse is gentle as she changes the ones on his shoulder as well. y/n watches as she moves over to Shoto to start on his as well. The stay at the hospital wasn’t that bad, he and Shoto were able to get closer. It was nice. Finally getting to spend time with your own twin brother.
A while later y/n stands before the bathroom mirror. His burns had healed enough that the bandages had been taken off a week ago. He stares at himself in the mirror, he and Shoto have always had their haircut the same way. Shoto’s hair still gets cut on a timely matter, while y/n’s hair hasn’t been cut in a while. y/n’s hair is just a little past his shoulders, his bangs so long that Fuyumi ties them back. He glances down at the scissors before staring back at himself. He grabs them and cuts, chunks of red and white hair fall to the floor. Before long he’s down and he puts the scissors down.
He did it. He cut his own hair. His hair is messy but good, it looks like those cool teens on the tv, the ones dressed in all black, messy haired and sarcastic. Toya would have loved it. He misses Toya. he misses him a lot. y/n remembers when he was younger and he’d watch tv with Toya, Toya always loved those sarcastic messy haired characters.
And so did y/n.