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---4 Years Old...
"I feel different...but nothing's happening..." Law mutters sadly.
At four years old and only ever being homeschooled by his parents, the extremely sheltered and protected Law Matani was shirtless with unkempt short hair, waving his arms around and punching the air, trying and failing to activate his quirk.
"Hmm," his father Dr. Corazon taps his chin and studies the child. "Hold still," he says before reaching down and using his Scanner quirk on Law. "Your body changed, you certainly have a quirk factor and more mitochondria per cell than you did yesterday. Try this," Corazon places his hand out with his hand facing Law, slowly flowing through the motion of activating his quirk.
"Mmm," Law copies the motion and focuses, but nothing happens. As he's about to cry his father speaks up.
"Maybe you got Kiku's quirk, do this instead," Corazon swings his hand in a Rock-Paper-Scissors motion.
Copying his father Law does the action and is disappointed to find his hand hasn't changed into a weapon like his mother's.
He's seen his mother training before, with her Arsenal quirk she can reshape her limbs into weapons, everything from swords to high-power rifles with high-tech scopes.
Getting frustrated Law continues shaking his hands up and down, waving them around more and more angrily.
Seeing his son about to cry Corazon frowns and reaches out, holding the boy still and seizing his attention.
"Law, that's enough," Corazon says.
"B-but, my quirk...my quirk."
"It doesn't matter what your quirk is," his father says. "You're my son and that already makes you better than everyone else, even if you were quirkless that wouldn't change."
"But," Law stares down at the floor and balls his fists at his sides. "You and mom are always using your quirks, I wanted to be like that too, to help you two."
"Hmph," Corazon smiles proudly at his son. "If that's all you want then you certainly don't need a quirk. It helps but you don't need it to be an adventurer like your mom. And you definitely don't need it to be a doctor."
"But it helps," Law argues.
"Yeah it helps, but no matter how strong a quirk is all it could ever make you is one of those silly heroes or villains in this society, but even All Might can't reach into hell and bring someone back," Corazon smiles, swelling with pride. "But we can do that," he reaches out a hand for his son to take. "I can teach you everything I know and make you the closest thing to a god."
"To be a god," Law mutters, mostly to himself, seeing his father in an entirely new light. Reaching out and taking his hand Law gives a joyous smile, "yeah, teach me!" he cheers loudly.
"Hahaha," Corazon picks his son up and twirls him around. "I'll start planning all the extra lessons you need from tonight!"
"HUH?!" Law's joyous mood immediately becomes shocked.
And so the road to being the world's best doctor began.
---5 Years Old...
"Are you really qualified to be doing this?" A man covered in scrapes and bruises asks Law. Sitting on a metal chair the young boy is carefully removing half a dozen bullets from the man's leg.
"Don't talk," Law says through his surgical mask. Wearing a smaller version of hospital scrubs and a surgical mask, looking like a kid playing dress-up as he carefully removes the first bullet.
"I'm just not sure how comfortable I feel with-AHHHH!" the man screams out in pain as Law presses his thumb onto the now empty bullet wound.
"I said shut up," the child snaps at his patient, earning a sheepish look from the grown man as he goes back to work. "I don't want a bank robber with super-speed who somehow got shot questioning my competence."
The man just looks away, feeling the sting from the child's words.
"Hahaha," Corazon laughs as he pulls the Antibacterial Curtains aside and enters the work area, wearing the same outfit as his son. "That's right gotta keep these patients in line," the man says as he moves to take a seat not far away. Having just finished with his own patient, a member of the same heist team who also got shot, he's now here to check on his son.
"Are they gonna be ok?" the patient asks Corazon.
"You morons will be fine," Corazon casually waves away the man's concern. "That new hero showed up huh, Snipe?"
"Yeah," the man mutters. "His bullets home in on targets, pretty much beats my speed quirk in a dash every time."
Hearing both the men converse Law tries to focus on his work but struggles to ignore them. He makes it to the fifth bullet hole and raises his scalpel.
'Just a little more,' he thinks to himself as he cuts down.
As he's about to make the last main incision, for the first time his quirk activates. His vision goes blue as if looking through thin glass. Moving the scalpel he barely shifts a few centimeters and to his horror, his patient's entire leg is cut off.
"What?!" he cries out in shock.
The patient doesn't even feel the cut, where the blood would normally be flowing freely is a seemingly invisible wall allowing the insides to be seen without disrupting them at all, preventing any pain or real injury. Effectively separating the leg by space instead of truly damaging it.
Both men finally notice what's going on as they look on the floor to see the leg just resting there with one more bullet hole that needs attending.
"A---" the patient is instantly silenced as Corazon immediately pulls out his taser and zaps him unconscious, a handy device for any doctor who deals with criminals.
"Law?" the doctor calmly asks, seeing his son frozen in shock at what he'd done. "Law why don't you let me deal with this and you get cleaned up, your mom should be coming home from her job tonight remember..."
Law lifelessly nods, still in shock, and silently leaves the room.
As the child leaves Corazon picks up the leg and moves it over to an operating table. With no hesitation he takes out a scalpel and makes two larges incisions.
Seeing the cuts appearing normally he puts the scalpel down and feels the area where Law had separated the leg from the patient. He sees the bone surrounded by all the flesh and muscle, blood still flowing through veins as if the body were still attached.
He presses his finger toward the bone, but notices that there seems to be an invisible wall preventing the blood and other pieces from falling out of the open 'wound'.
'Hmm, it bleeds normally when I cut it so he didn't modify the patient's body. The point where it's separated isn't bleeding out and seems to be sealed by some kind of void space. The pulse is still flowing which means technically it's still connected to the main body as well, what an incredible quirk...'
As Corazon finishes studying the limb the patient begins to stir awake causing the doctor to sigh.
'Can't have this information getting out,' he thinks as he saunters over to a locked cupboard and fiddles with the combination lock. Removing a small syringe of clear fluid he walks over to the man and stabs him in the jugular, with no emotion in his eyes he floods his bloodstream with death.
"Too bad those bullet wounds cracked your spine, huh, you almost made it too, oh well..." he shrugs and begins to clean up...
Taking the leg he carries it over to the body, and with no resistance, it re-attaches the moment he pushes the pieces together. The division that separated the pieces is entirely gone, as if it was never detached in the first place.
His eyes widen in surprise yet again as he feels the area where the separation was. "Can't even tell anything happened here," he mutters, clear wonder in his voice.
Corazon carefully cleans up while mulling over the quirk he just witnessed. Working with thousands of villains with all manner of quirks he'd never seen anything like that.
"A quirk that lets you freely manipulate other people like that, pull them apart, and put them back together at will. All without their consent as well, it really is perfect for a doctor," Corazon smiles, and looks down at his hands.
He can't help but laugh as the absurdity sinks in.
"All these centuries we surgeons were said to have the closest thing to a hand of God...and my son really has the Hand Of God," his laughter spreads throughout the room, the last thing the dying patient hears as the poison takes effect...
END CHAPTER---
Waifu votes here please, noticed nobody made any requests in the auxiliary chapter and I'm still undecided :(
Read auxiliary chapter World Info before starting the story.
Discord: https://discord.gg/K7f8qGpvuk
pat.reon: Keanu_Eugene
CHAPTER START---
---4 Years Old...
"I feel different...but nothing's happening..." Law mutters sadly.
At four years old and only ever being homeschooled by his parents, the extremely sheltered and protected Law Matani was shirtless with unkempt short hair, waving his arms around and punching the air, trying and failing to activate his quirk.
"Hmm," his father Dr. Corazon taps his chin and studies the child. "Hold still," he says before reaching down and using his Scanner quirk on Law. "Your body changed, you certainly have a quirk factor and more mitochondria per cell than you did yesterday. Try this," Corazon places his hand out with his hand facing Law, slowly flowing through the motion of activating his quirk.
"Mmm," Law copies the motion and focuses, but nothing happens. As he's about to cry his father speaks up.
"Maybe you got Kiku's quirk, do this instead," Corazon swings his hand in a Rock-Paper-Scissors motion.
Copying his father Law does the action and is disappointed to find his hand hasn't changed into a weapon like his mother's.
He's seen his mother training before, with her Arsenal quirk she can reshape her limbs into weapons, everything from swords to high-power rifles with high-tech scopes.
Getting frustrated Law continues shaking his hands up and down, waving them around more and more angrily.
Seeing his son about to cry Corazon frowns and reaches out, holding the boy still and seizing his attention.
"Law, that's enough," Corazon says.
"B-but, my quirk...my quirk."
"It doesn't matter what your quirk is," his father says. "You're my son and that already makes you better than everyone else, even if you were quirkless that wouldn't change."
"But," Law stares down at the floor and balls his fists at his sides. "You and mom are always using your quirks, I wanted to be like that too, to help you two."
"Hmph," Corazon smiles proudly at his son. "If that's all you want then you certainly don't need a quirk. It helps but you don't need it to be an adventurer like your mom. And you definitely don't need it to be a doctor."
"But it helps," Law argues.
"Yeah it helps, but no matter how strong a quirk is all it could ever make you is one of those silly heroes or villains in this society, but even All Might can't reach into hell and bring someone back," Corazon smiles, swelling with pride. "But we can do that," he reaches out a hand for his son to take. "I can teach you everything I know and make you the closest thing to a god."
"To be a god," Law mutters, mostly to himself, seeing his father in an entirely new light. Reaching out and taking his hand Law gives a joyous smile, "yeah, teach me!" he cheers loudly.
"Hahaha," Corazon picks his son up and twirls him around. "I'll start planning all the extra lessons you need from tonight!"
"HUH?!" Law's joyous mood immediately becomes shocked.
And so the road to being the world's best doctor began.
---5 Years Old...
"Are you really qualified to be doing this?" A man covered in scrapes and bruises asks Law. Sitting on a metal chair the young boy is carefully removing half a dozen bullets from the man's leg.
"Don't talk," Law says through his surgical mask. Wearing a smaller version of hospital scrubs and a surgical mask, looking like a kid playing dress-up as he carefully removes the first bullet.
"I'm just not sure how comfortable I feel with-AHHHH!" the man screams out in pain as Law presses his thumb onto the now empty bullet wound.
"I said shut up," the child snaps at his patient, earning a sheepish look from the grown man as he goes back to work. "I don't want a bank robber with super-speed who somehow got shot questioning my competence."
The man just looks away, feeling the sting from the child's words.
"Hahaha," Corazon laughs as he pulls the Antibacterial Curtains aside and enters the work area, wearing the same outfit as his son. "That's right gotta keep these patients in line," the man says as he moves to take a seat not far away. Having just finished with his own patient, a member of the same heist team who also got shot, he's now here to check on his son.
"Are they gonna be ok?" the patient asks Corazon.
"You morons will be fine," Corazon casually waves away the man's concern. "That new hero showed up huh, Snipe?"
"Yeah," the man mutters. "His bullets home in on targets, pretty much beats my speed quirk in a dash every time."
Hearing both the men converse Law tries to focus on his work but struggles to ignore them. He makes it to the fifth bullet hole and raises his scalpel.
'Just a little more,' he thinks to himself as he cuts down.
As he's about to make the last main incision, for the first time his quirk activates. His vision goes blue as if looking through thin glass. Moving the scalpel he barely shifts a few centimeters and to his horror, his patient's entire leg is cut off.
"What?!" he cries out in shock.
The patient doesn't even feel the cut, where the blood would normally be flowing freely is a seemingly invisible wall allowing the insides to be seen without disrupting them at all, preventing any pain or real injury. Effectively separating the leg by space instead of truly damaging it.
Both men finally notice what's going on as they look on the floor to see the leg just resting there with one more bullet hole that needs attending.
"A---" the patient is instantly silenced as Corazon immediately pulls out his taser and zaps him unconscious, a handy device for any doctor who deals with criminals.
"Law?" the doctor calmly asks, seeing his son frozen in shock at what he'd done. "Law why don't you let me deal with this and you get cleaned up, your mom should be coming home from her job tonight remember..."
Law lifelessly nods, still in shock, and silently leaves the room.
As the child leaves Corazon picks up the leg and moves it over to an operating table. With no hesitation he takes out a scalpel and makes two larges incisions.
Seeing the cuts appearing normally he puts the scalpel down and feels the area where Law had separated the leg from the patient. He sees the bone surrounded by all the flesh and muscle, blood still flowing through veins as if the body were still attached.
He presses his finger toward the bone, but notices that there seems to be an invisible wall preventing the blood and other pieces from falling out of the open 'wound'.
'Hmm, it bleeds normally when I cut it so he didn't modify the patient's body. The point where it's separated isn't bleeding out and seems to be sealed by some kind of void space. The pulse is still flowing which means technically it's still connected to the main body as well, what an incredible quirk...'
As Corazon finishes studying the limb the patient begins to stir awake causing the doctor to sigh.
'Can't have this information getting out,' he thinks as he saunters over to a locked cupboard and fiddles with the combination lock. Removing a small syringe of clear fluid he walks over to the man and stabs him in the jugular, with no emotion in his eyes he floods his bloodstream with death.
"Too bad those bullet wounds cracked your spine, huh, you almost made it too, oh well..." he shrugs and begins to clean up...
Taking the leg he carries it over to the body, and with no resistance, it re-attaches the moment he pushes the pieces together. The division that separated the pieces is entirely gone, as if it was never detached in the first place.
His eyes widen in surprise yet again as he feels the area where the separation was. "Can't even tell anything happened here," he mutters, clear wonder in his voice.
Corazon carefully cleans up while mulling over the quirk he just witnessed. Working with thousands of villains with all manner of quirks he'd never seen anything like that.
"A quirk that lets you freely manipulate other people like that, pull them apart, and put them back together at will. All without their consent as well, it really is perfect for a doctor," Corazon smiles, and looks down at his hands.
He can't help but laugh as the absurdity sinks in.
"All these centuries we surgeons were said to have the closest thing to a hand of God...and my son really has the Hand Of God," his laughter spreads throughout the room, the last thing the dying patient hears as the poison takes effect...
END CHAPTER---
Waifu votes here please, noticed nobody made any requests in the auxiliary chapter and I'm still undecided :(
