The world tilted as the sound of glass shattering rang out before darkness flooded in.

Izuku's vision wavered as he fought to keep his eyes open. But a severe ache pounding at the back of his skull made him want to welcome sleep as it beckoned him.

In his haze, he could see the glowing embers from the lantern that hung from the roof of the carriage slowly drifting down onto the body crushing his. A small snapshot of his mother diving for him as the carriage flipped flashed through his mind.

He lifted his arm that wasn't entirely taken over by excruciating pain and shook his mother with as much force as he could muster. She moaned in response, struggling to open her eyes.

"Mom," Izuku's voice was hoarse and scratchy as he struggled to speak. "What happened?"

Inko eventually pushed herself off her son enough to let him crawl out from underneath her. When the glass shattered a fragment cut the flesh below her eyebrow that caused a warm curtain of blood to flow down her face. Izuku fought the urge the gag at the sight of his mother so beaten up.

"Izuku, honey, I want you to start running," Inko swallowed hard knowing she'd have to lie to her son. "I'll meet you at Musutafu, okay?"

Izuku nodded despite the sinking feeling in his stomach. He stood up wobbly on tingling legs and tried jumping to push the carriage door above him open, but his efforts were futile. His frail arms couldn't force it open due to an extra weight, he wasn't sure what it was.

Then the door flew open to reveal a girl about his age crouching there staring down at him with practically glowing yellow eyes.

"Found him." The girl reaches down and pulls Izuku from the wreckage with surprising strength before handing him over to a boy slightly older than him with striking blue eyes. "Go. I'm gonna have some fun with mommy dearest."

Tears start to pool in Izuku's eyes as the boy starts to drag him away. He tried digging his heels in the dirt, but that only created two parallel lines. Then he started struggling against his captor, screaming and thrashing his body around. But his grip was like iron welded to his skin.

"Let me go!"

The final draw was drawn when the carriage was no longer in sight. Midoriya could feel his blood run cold but boil at the same time as steam began rising off the left side of his body. His breathing became erratic as his flesh burned the boy's left hand and made his right hand frost over. He hissed in pain but never let go nonetheless.

"I SAID LET ME GO!"

The ground around the pair split open and pillars of fire came spewing out, the ground shook and the two of them fell over on impact. The blue eyed boy had hit his head and fallen unconscious, and Izuku wasn't far from that fate as well.

There was a faint ringing in his ears and the world was spinning around him, but that didn't stop him from trying to get to his mother. He clawed at the ground dragging his half numb body back to the wreckage. But before it could be seen again his eyelids began to feel like lead, pulling them down like curtains over his eyes.

"Mom. . ." Izuku reached forward with a shaking arm desperate to see anything through the haze of the heat before falling completely into darkness.

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Izuku bolted awake the next morning in a tiny room he had no recognition of. He was covered by a thin wool blanket that barely covered the small mattress he was laying in.

Izuku spied a neatly folded pair of clothes meticulously placed at the foot of the bed. He slowly slipped out from under the blanket and hesitantly crawled down to the clothes.

Izuku unfolded them and examined the clothing laid out for him. There was a loose white shirt and tight fitting black trousers and a pair of white socks. He removed his tattered and chared garbs to put on the new clothing.

Izuku got off the bed and slowly made his way to the door. He exited the room and found himself standing in what he assumed to be the kitchen or dining room.

A girl about his age sat at a simple sleek spruce table with matching chairs a few feet in front of him. She was twiddling with the longer pieces of her chestnut brown hair that framed her chubby face. She was so focused on what she was doing she didn't see Izuku walk in.

"Hello?" Izuku hesitantly called into the room, tightly grasping the hem of his shirt.

The little girl looks up and Izuku can now see the rosiness to her chubby cheeks. She jumps out of the chair with ease and runs around the table to stand in front of him.

"You're awake!" The girl's chocolate brown eyes sparkle as she looks over Izuku's stiff figure. "And you look cute in the clothes I made you!"

"Thank you?" Izuku swallows and fists at his shirt tighter. "Who are you and where am I?"

"Oh, I'm Uraraka Ochako but you can just call me Ochako and you're in a town called Kazuko." Uraraka smiles blindingly at Izuku with childish joy and he almost wants to shield his eyes. "Come on, my parents are outside."

Uraraka forces one of his hands away from his shirt by taking hold of his wrist and pulling him out he a door into the backyard. There he sees a man and a woman chopping up what he presumes to be firewood. With a shout of 'Mommy and Papa,' the couple turns around to see the children.

Uraraka drops Izuku's wrist in order to run over to Mr. Uraraka and jump into his muscular arms for a hug. Mr. Uraraka wraps his arms around his daughter and spins her around once before placing her back on the ground gently.

"Look, the boy's awake!" Uraraka shouts pointing back at Izuku without taking her eyes off her father.

Then Mr. Uraraka's eyes are focused on Izuku and instead of reading excitement and joy they read relief. Just how long has Izuku been out? The last thing he remembers is hitting his head someplace warm.

Mrs. Uraraka is the next person to look at him and her eyes also scream that of relief. She stalks closer to Izuku and crouches down in front of him, her green eyes surprisingly calming.

"Hi honey, can you tell me your name?" Mrs. Urarka's voice is soft and gentle as if she were talking to a spooked wild animal, but Izuku still feels an odd pang in his chest at the word honey he doesn't understand.

"It's Izuku . . ." Izuku's brows furrow as he tries to recall his last name. Something beginning with an M is on the tip of his tongue. "M-M . . ."

"It's okay, don't strain yourself, dear." Mrs. Uraraka tenderly caresses Izuku's arm. "It should come back to you with a little time. Until then you can stay with us."

Izuku nods his head slowly and Mrs. Uraraka smiles at him before taking him inside to fix him something to eat. Uraraka is not far behind bouncing along happily.

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That night Izuku has a vivid dream.

"Mom . . . " a pale hand reached out, desperate to reach something, but what?

The vision burned away as the ashes were carried away by a breeze. A woman. Young and beautiful. Her hair was like long blades of velvety grass, her eyes twinkled like the galaxy was stuck inside them, and her smile was radiant. But that image flashed back and forth with the same women crying out in pain as she was burned alive.

Izuku wakes with a start.

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It's been over a year and Izuku remembers nothing expect a few odd details he's collected from the many dreams he's had since joining the Uraraka household.

A woman that looks vaguely like him, a carriage, and two sets of eyes: one glowing yellow, the other glowing blue.

During the duration of the year, Izuku had shared a bed with Uraraka and come to see her as the sister he might've had before and her parents as his own. It seemed the feeling was mutual when the three of them had surprised him with his very own bed when it became apparent he was never going to recover the entirety of his memories.

Izuku cried, something he discovered he did a lot during the year, as he rounded the three of them into a bone crushing hug.

When Izuku went to bed that night he thought he felt fingers run through his curly green hair but he chalked it up to be the wind.

There were no windows in his and Uraraka's room.

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Now fourteen years later Izuku is still living with the Urarakas and he and Uraraka were taking over the family business when they find a new location to set up shop in the Capital.

Izuku watches from the side as Uraraka is finally done receiving her farewell hug having already received his. She picks up her luggage before the pair bids their parents a final goodbye and head to the train station.

The train tickets were by no means cheap but they decided they were a necessary evil in the long run that'd they pay off after they open up their furniture store. Everything they crafted was one of a kind and people in the Capitol held a sick kind of enjoyment owning something no one else could.

The train ride itself was quiet and the adoptive siblings had dozed off on each other more times than they could count. They arrived at their destination in three hours but it only felt like a couple minutes with how much they slept.

Izuku quickly grabbed his luggage from under him and dashed off the train, Uraraka not far behind him. They stood on the platform enjoying the sounds of people and livestock bustling around the streets.

They wanted to start looking for an open shop immediately but knew securing a place to sleep for the night was their first priority so with that in mind they set off looking for an inn. It wasn't particularly hard to find with it being only a couple miles away from the train station. The cost for few nights was surprisingly cheap at 20 shillings per night.

After depositing their luggage inside their room they find themselves standing outside in a constantly moving sea of people at a loss for what to do.

"Do you wanna go get some food or start looking for a place?" Uraraka stands beside Izuku already surveying the many shops for potential restaurants.

"Food then building." Izuku absentmindedly rubs his stomach. "Do you see anything good?"

"I think I see a pub over there." Uraraka nods her head down the street and Izuku hums in approval.

Izuku was beginning to think it was shaping up to be a good day when his thoughts are shattered by a woman's yell of, "Hey!"

He turns his head to see a short girl running off with an angry woman's purse. He doesn't think as he trails after the thief. People jump aside before they're knocked into by the running pair. Izuku distantly hears Uraraka shouting at people too, 'Stand back'.

After closing a good distance between him and the girl he stomps his right foot on the ground. Jagged ice shoots out from where his foot meets cobblestone and rapidly crawls closer to the girl until it encases her legs.

Izuku takes deep breaths as Uraraka slides up next to him having ridden a current of water she created to chase after them.

The girl cursed as she tried banging on the ice with her fists. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, it's pretty solid."

The girl sighs out a defeated, "Dammit."

She slams the purse on the ground as the purses rightful owner walks past Izuku and picks up her belongings. After doing so she strides over to Izuku and Uraraka with practiced grace, black ponytail swishing behind her.

"You two are life savers." Her smile is radiant. "I'm sure I have a few extra shillings on me."

"Oh, no, no we can't accept your money." Uraraka pushes away the ladies outstretched hand containing quite a few shillings. "It was nothing."

"At least give me your names and tell me where you're staying." The woman puts her shillings back into her purse. "My name is Yaoyorozu Momo."

"Oh, well I'm Izuku and this is my sister Ochako." Izuku points in the direction of the inn. "And we're staying at the inn down the street."

"Sister? I don't mean to be disrespectful but you two look nothing alike." Yaoyorozu's eyes shift between the pair.

"Well adoptive. We're just so used to calling each other brother and sister." Uraraka laughs easily, it's a common question the adoptive siblings are asked.

"Ah, I see," Yaoyorozu hums in understanding. "I'll be sure to send you two some sweets and you can't stop me. Have a good day."

"You too." Izuku waves off the tall elegant woman that is Yaoyorozu.

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Momo throws open the door to Aizawa's office and enters with a lopsided grin.

"Yaoyorozu what are you-?"

"I think I may have found Shouto and Tsuyu's, Dragon Masters!"