Todoroki Shouto had always loved rainstorms. Whenever he was able to, he would sit on his bed with his mother, watching the rain splash against the window, tracing it ' s life with their fingers until the window was stained with their prints. The cool glass, along with his mother ' s laughter and smiles, soothed his bruises and burns more than any medicine did.

And then, his mother hurled boiling water over his face. Scarring and scalding him.

The police and the doctors hauled her away in the middle of a rainstorm, giving her neither a coat nor an umbrella to shelter under. She looked very small, and as she was bundled into the police car, Shouto heard his father growling under his breath. ¨Idiotic cow. . .trying to mess up my plans.¨

Something very cold settled into Shouto´s stomach and grew into his heart, freezing his blood in his veins and his tears on his face. His hands, clenched tightly into fists, trembled themselves back into open palms that clasped onto his kneecaps. He glared up at Endeavor with his one uncovered eye. ¨It´s your fault. You made her do that.¨

¨What," Endeavor said quietly, turning around to face his son, "did you just say."

"YOU HEARD ME!" Shouto screamed, flinging himself off his seat at Endeavor, "YOU DID THIS!"

Shouto pounded his fists against Endeavor, again and again, sobbing from his uninjured eye, desperately wishing he was strong enough to hurt his father, hurt him like Endeavor had hurt his son and his wife and everyone he ever met. But nothing he did fazed his father, and Shouto felt Endeavor lift him roughly off the ground and sling him over one shoulder. "Foolish boy," he roughly whispered, and Shouto strained to hear, "soft-hearted idiot."

Shouto bounced up and down as Endeavor walked, and he pounded his fists futilely against his father's back. His tears dripped onto Endeavor's costume, running down his back and splashing onto the hardwood steps. After ascending the steps to the second floor, Endeavor flung Shouto's bedroom door open and just as roughly flung Shouto into his room. Shouto bounced on his bed, curled in a spiteful little ball. He glared at Endeavor, who stared blankly back. The two of them remained still for several minutes, or several eternities, before Endeavor sighed.

"I'll just have to beat it out of you, I suppose."

Across town, Midoriya Izuku was also getting something beaten out of him. However, it wasn't soft-hearted foolishness. Rather, it was dignity . Maybe teeth, too.

Izuku knew it was stupid to try and fight back against Kacchan, at least until his own Quirk came in, but he couldn't help it. Kacchan had been really mean to Light, and Izuku really liked Light and thought he had a nice face, and he'd told Kacchan to leave Light alone because Light was really nice. Kacchan had just laughed and pounded his fists together.

"Dumbass Deku," Kacchan had said, laughing cruelly as Light cowered behind Izuku and Izuku, trembling, tried to face their tormentor. "Trying to save your stupid Quirkless boyfriend."

"He isn't my boyfriend, Kacchan!", Izuku said, trying and failing to keep the whine from his voice.

Kacchan snorted. "Yeah right. You're both a coupl'a Quirkless fags!"

"S-shut up, Kacchan!" Izuku squealed, causing Kacchan to laugh.

"C'mon," Light said, tugging at Izuku's shirtsleeve. "Let's go."

"Not 'til he says sorry!" Izuku said, pointing at Kacchan with a trembling arm. Kacchan just laughed. "Okay, fine. Whatever."

He took a step closer to Izuku-extended his hand-and punched Izuku in the gut. Izuku doubled over in pain, and Kacchan laughed, kicking him in the shins. "That's what you get for thinking you could fight me, dumbass!"

He punched Izuku again-and again-and again, and Izuku was crying, not from pain but from anger, because he was unable to fight back, unable to resist, and no-one would save him.

After all, who would ever care about a Quirkless loser?

Really short, this is, but it's a prologue, not a proper chapter, so whatever. Anyway, if you have any opinions about this whatsoever, please review! I'll be rewriting the rest as soon as I can.