Chapter 1: Déjà vu (Once More)
Notes:
Hi Y'all, It's Me! I'm back again with something different yet familiar!
Honestly even though I said that the original version of this fic was simply 'On Hold' I basically abandoned it, there were too many things that shouldve been planned and i very much didn't plan them so after waiting a while, replaying most of Xenoblade 1, buying and playing most of Xenoblade 2 and re-reading some of My Hero i decided to give it another go, this time witha bit more of a plan and some better execution! I also think i needed a break from my other fic as i'm still indecisive about the next chapter.
Anyway, this should go a bit better this time! (The first 2 chapters will be kinda similar to the old version with a few changes including a bigish one in the first one so i hope it's worth the read!)
[Update 09/05/2023]
Hi Y'all! Adding this here and to the first chapters notes specifically! I'll cut right to the chase, I'm basically rewriting this fic again. thankfully, I can simply add bits and pieces to the already uploaded chapters, although in some cases like Chapter 4, I ended up fleshing it out a LOT more. My suggestion is a quick re-read once more just to catch up on the changes as I go along, this being brought upon by the release of the third Xenoblade game as well as its DLC Future Redeemed. I will say, there will not be direct references to the events of those games, however I will use some story ideas from them here as they are developments for characters i have used and WILL use throughout this fic. Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoy!
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Déjà vu, the feeling that you’ve already experienced a situation before. Every thought, every feeling, every little twitch of the muscles in your body makes you feel as if the moment you’re currently living in has been repeated before. It’s a strange feeling. Off Putting. A feeling that can put you on edge for what’s to come, especially when you can’t remember what comes next.
Izuku woke with a start, landing face down onto the floor of his bedroom followed shortly by his pillow.
“Izuku? IZUKU! Are you ok dear?” his mother said as she ran into his room to help him, a worried tone evident in her voice.
Izuku simply replied with a tired, strained groan before pulling himself up off of the floor. “I’m fine mum, just rolled off of the bed like a dummy.” He shot her a smile in the hopes that she would be reassured of his safety, even though all it really did was show how dazed he still was from the fall.
“Alright Izuku,” Inko said with a sigh, still visibly worried for her son, “You’re up a bit early but at this point you may as well get ready for school, alright?”
Izuku nodded before pulling himself up to get started on his morning routine, noting a dull ache in his wrist, ‘Not the best way to start my last year in middle school. Must have landed on it… God I hope with everyone focusing on exams that this won’t be as bad as last year.’ he thought.
Izuku made his way out of his bedroom and into the living room, his breakfast being placed on the table as he sat down. His mind wandered while he ate, trying to remember what he was dreaming of and what caused him to wake up the way he had. He gave up shortly after he began, in part because he kept coming up with nothing but an odd feeling-like a knot in his throat-though he was also conscious of the time.
He looked up at the clock hung on their apartment wall as he finished getting ready, noticing that even though he’d woken up earlier than usual, he’d wasted so much time thinking back on the dream that he would be leaving at his usual time. “Bye mum! I’m heading out now!” He shouted as he left.
Taking his usual-longer than necessary-path to school, he walked towards the train station. With any luck, he might be able to catch a hero on patrol!
As he walked however, he felt off.
He couldn’t help being filled with a sense of strange familiarity, as it slowly took root in his mind. It shouldn’t have raised any red flags as this was the same path he’d taken almost everyday for the past 2 years but today,
something
was wrong and he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was.
‘Strange…’
he thought to himself as he continued walking, ignoring the feeling as best he could.
He took his eyes off of the ground as he entered a busier area near the train station when he froze.
Something whizzed past him, quickly followed by another, and another.
Izuku blinked quickly as he stared into the crowd in front of him, ‘What the hell!?’ he focused on each person as little blue… things radiated off of them. They looked like large specks of blue glowing dust, quickly dissolving into nothingness after radiating out from the people around him.
Izuku had no idea what he was seeing but maybe his eyes were playing tricks on him, so he closed them before giving them a quick rub with his hands in an attempt to either get them to focus properly.
He opened them to find that whatever he had seen was gone, as if it hadn’t happened in the first place. “Ugh, I’m probably still just half asleep. Or I hit my head this morn- WAIT!” He shouted, swinging his bag off of his shoulders and reaching inside for his notebook when he stopped, “Why the heck did I do that? I thought I saw something hap-”
A sudden uproar of screaming, crashing and other audible signs of destruction coming from the train station cut him off suddenly. Izuku ran to follow the crowd that was forming and looked over to the station when he caught it.
A monstrously tall man with a strangely shaped head and brown dreadlocks had become the size of a house and was currently on top of the train tracks.
“A Villain eh? I wonder which hero intervenes.” He said as he continued his previous action of retrieving his notebook, the weird feeling being long forgotten at this point.
“Turning into a monster? What a crazy quirk! What’d he even do?” A man asked.
“He was caught stealing a purse and started rampaging when he was cornered.” Replied a woman nearby.
Another man butted in and asked, “So there’s a hero nearby?” but before they could get a response, the Number 7 Pro Hero: Kamui Woods appeared, seemingly having been chasing the villain and finally managing to catch up.
He started saying something to the villain but from where he stood, Izuku couldn’t quite hear it. The Heros’ body language however, screamed that he was about to unleash one of his Ultimate Moves!
“Here it comes!” Izuku exclaimed excitedly, “Preemptive Bindin-”
“CANYON CANNON!” Another voice shouted, interrupting Izuku yet again. This one was much louder, and it was pretty hard to miss the person it belonged to as another Gigantification Quirk user appeared from behind one of the towering buildings, drop kicking the villain. “This is my BIG city debut! Pleased to meet you all! You can call me Mt. Lady!”
“A HERO DEBUT!” Izuku shouted enthusiastically as he flicked quickly through the pages of his notebook in search of an empty slot. Once he found one, he got to work sketching out her features roughly and writing down some quick notes on her quirk, “Gigantification quirk. It’s a common and quite a PowerfulQuirkButCouldTheThreatOfPublicDestructionAndIt’sConsequencesForAHeroPossiblyLimitIt’sUses?” he mumbled out loud, ignoring the mixture of fear, confusion and awe in a few people around him as he started writing down specific details about the personality of the new Hero and continuing his already delayed walk to school.
Unfortunately for him, it seemed that Izuku was going to be stuck living through the same hell he’d been in since he was 4.
As it was the first day of their final year, the teacher had talked to the class about their future aspirations and given out forms for them to fill out regarding their post-middle school plans. Unluckily for him, the teacher decided that when talking about his students' decisions, he would also mention Midoriyas’ aspiration to go into the hero course at UA.
Despite his Quirkless status…
This of course led to the entire class laughing at him and his dream, as well as causing his childhood friend turned bully Katsuki Bakugou to flip out, which in turn meant that he was confronted by him after class. All of this, leading him here. Outside the school by the pond. Holding his notebook, now with added burns from the blond boys’ Quirk and dripping water from the aforementioned pond. His bully had left him one last message before leaving the classroom though.
“If you want a Quirk so badly then how ‘bout you take a swan dive off of the school roof and pray for one before you hit the ground? Maybe you’ll get one in your next life! Well… if God decides that a worthless Deku like you deserves another chance!”
Izuku had brushed it off without a second thought, “Can’t be a hero if I'm dead… plus he’s right, what God would even think of giving someone like me another chance?”
His head suddenly hurt after saying that, as a faint whirring swelled within it, accompanied by what sounded like an even fainter voice he couldn’t make out. He brushed it off and kept going on his way home.
“At least he didn’t outright assault me today, I might be able to get back home without any injuries!”
As these things often go, fate had a different plan.
Before Izuku could understand what was happening, something slammed into his back, enveloping his body. It was slimy, thick, all around disgusting and it was forcing its way over and into his mouth.
“Don’t worry kid, just hijacking your body is all.” Someone said, their voice sounding more like an uncomfortable squelching than a normal voice.
His mind quickly slipped into unconsciousness and his body was wrestled away from his control as a bright flash of blue light encompassed his vision before dissolving into the same specks he had witnessed earlier. A faint, “I AM HERE!” barely audible to him.
But it was too late. Those specks dissolved further into an all consuming darkness as Izuku felt as if he was falling in an endless abyss of darkness.
“Hmm, so this is the current wielder of the Monado. I cannot wait to witness what future they carve out for themself.”
Déjà vu, the feeling that you’ve already experienced a situation before. Every thought, every feeling, every little twitch of the muscles in your body makes you feel as if the moment you’re currently living in has been repeated before. It’s a strange feeling. Off Putting. A feeling that can put you on edge for what’s to come, especially when you can’t remember what comes next.
Izuku woke with a start, landing face down onto the floor of his bedroom followed shortly by his pillow.
“Izuku? IZUKU! Are you ok dear?” his mother said as she ran into his room to help him, a worried tone evident in her voice.
Izuku simply replied with a tired, strained groan before pulling himself up off of the floor. “I’m fine mum, just rolled off of the beeeee-” Izuku froze, droning on and on as a sense of Déjà vu slammed into him.
But this time, his dream was so much clearer in his mind.
‘WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!?’
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“-eeeed.” Izuku snapped out of his trance. Mind racing in an attempt to comprehend what that dream—if it even WAS a dream—had been.
It felt so real; his actions throughout the day, everyone's day-to-today behaviour at school, the slime villain—oh God. He could still feel the way it had latched onto him, much too squishy to actually hold on, but somehow, it clung to his skin—the way it had forced itself down his throat, the smell, the taste.
The memory of it all assaulted him, and just thinking about it threatened to make him throw up, but he just couldn’t tear his mind away from the memory. The only reason he was able to suppress the growing urge to spew was that his poor mother was right there in front of him, right where he’d throw up whatever was still in his stomach from last night.
‘Ok, that dream felt way too real… yet here I am. What the hell’s going on right now?’
He tried to stand up, cutting off his mother’s muttering about how Izuku should be more careful. As he did so, his wrist throbbed… All too familiar, but he ignored it as he kept trying to find his balance.
He finally managed to stand despite still feeling faint from both the fall and the dream’s conclusion.
“-ay, as well get ready for school, alright?”
He managed to catch the tail end of what his mother was saying but he felt deep down that he had just been through the exact same situation, somehow knowing exactly what had been said.
He simply nodded and went through with his usual morning routine in preparation for school.
While eating his breakfast, Izuku tried to remember as much of the dream as possible. ‘Well. The last thing I remember, or what I remember most clearly was the villain that—’ He shuddered slightly, trying to forget the godawful feeling as he left the house for his commute to school.
‘Kacchan burned my hero notes, but that isn’t a big deal. Oh, but there was that hero debut! I can’t remember the details too well, though.’
He continued his walk towards the train station, trying to remember the scene of the debut that took place in his dream. As he focused, a flash of blue light swallowed his vision and he was suddenly back at the incident in question.
[A monstrously tall man with a strangely shaped head and brown dreadlocks had become the size of a house and was currently on top of the train tracks.
A large crowd had formed or appeared around him and he swore he was a bit farther down the road from where he was a second ago. Kamui Woods had appeared and was about to unleash his binding attack when the hero's debut occurred.]
Another blinding flash of blue, and he was back to where he was previously. The green haired boy heard a crash and some screaming, but ignored them. “MT. LADY! THAT WAS HER NAME!” He exclaimed, suddenly remembering the hero’s name and realising what was happening around him. The train station, the Gigantification villain, the crowds around him—it was happening
right now
. He quickly ran into the crowd and instinctively reached into his bag, pulling out his notebook which, he realised, was still completely intact despite
knowing
that Bakugou had used his Quirk on it.
Unbeknownst to Izuku, in a nearby alleyway, a slender woman with waist length blonde hair had heard his exclamation. ‘The fuck? This is my first field day signed to an agency outside the countryside. How’d the kid know my name already?’ she thought, deciding against following the kid to ask him when she heard chatter on her earpiece; deciding instead to adjust her purple mask and get into position. “Whatever. This is it, the moment I’ve been training for, the debut of Mt. Lady!” she said, psyching herself up for the fight ahead and completely pushing the green-haired kid out of her mind.
“Turning into a monster? What a crazy quirk! What’d he even do?” a man asked.
“He was caught stealing a purse and started rampaging when he was cornered.” replied a woman nearby.
Another man butted in and asked, “So there’s a hero nearby?” but before they could get a response, the Number 7 Pro Hero: Kamui Woods appeared.
Izuku’s eyes widened at the scene unfolding before him, though this time it wasn’t entirely out of awe at witnessing a fight involving a top ten hero. The bystanders seemed to be following the events he had seen during his… Dream? Vision? Whatever the hell it was that happened both this morning and a couple of minutes ago, as if they had access to a script or something.
As he focused on his surroundings and the strangeness of it all, it happened again. The crowd of people began to shed the strange blue particles as they had done in his dream. Except now, there was a veritable torrent of them, all flying off of the bystanders. He clutched his head with his hands, a sharp throbbing pain suddenly shooting through his temples and localising itself right behind his eyes.
He pushed through the pain, continuing to focus on them as they seemed to coalesce, forming solid shapes of the people and objects that they came off of.
He looked at a woman as her now solid blue outline turned around and made its way out of the crowd, quickly followed by the woman herself a second or so later.
A little boy nearby was clutching the string of a balloon, and his copy was doing the same thing when suddenly the copy of the balloon floated off, soon followed by the real thing.
Whatever these blue things were, they were showing him everyone’s movements just before they happened, like some precognitive afterimage… preimage? At this point, it was safe to assume that the pain he was feeling had to be caused by whatever this was, being active in such a densely packed location as the pain was quickly intensifying.
He looked around quickly—though the fast movement just served to worsen his growing headache—spotting a bench nearby and fought through the crowd towards it.
‘Ok. Ok. Breathe Izuku. Damn it! It’s so painful!” He clutched his head tighter as the pain kept escalating. No one seemed to notice him as he finally arrived at the public seat. “Ok, so whatever the hell that dream was, it’s slowly taking shape around me. And I remember that when those blue… whatevers appeared, it happened on a much smaller scale. So how the hell did I deal with it?” He murmured through clenched teeth, trying to keep himself grounded and avoid screaming in pain. He unconsciously clenched his eyes, as the pain was just too much. He rubbed them and attempted to will away whatever was happening to him. With his eyes closed and his head still in pain, he tried to clear his mind. ‘Just stop… I want it all to stop.’’ He thought.
In an instant, everything felt like it came to a screeching halt. Whatever he’d done had caused the borderline migraine he was having to turn into a much simpler headache, an equally unwanted feeling, but at least it was manageable. He let out a breath he had been holding in, breathing deeply to replenish the oxygen in his system as well as calm his nerves while still keeping his eyes closed for fear of re-triggering the headache.
He sat there for what felt like forever as the background noise created by the—fight and the crowd watching it—died down and was replaced with the sounds of sirens, signalling the arrival of police to the scene. At this point, he decided to try and open his eyes, regardless of what would happen.
First eye open.
All fine.
Second eye open.
Also fine.
“Good,” he whispered to himself.
He got to his feet and scanned around the area again, noticing that the crowd had mostly dispersed, but didn’t want to focus too much in case it happened again. “No more blue things, also good… I don’t have any idea what that was though.” He decided to continue his journey to school instead of just going home, slower than he would’ve usually done as he still felt weak.
As he approached the school gates, a thought hit him. “Wait a minute… No, it couldn’t be… My Quirk?” Izuku stopped in his tracks, processing the thought that whatever was happening to him was his Quirk. He burst into laughter, causing other students around him to give him confused looks. “HA! Oh god, Izuku this is it! You’ve lost it!” He slowed down again, almost losing his balance from laughing so hard.
‘It couldn’t be my Quirk. I’m clearly still tired. It’s been ten years since I was diagnosed as Quirkless. The odds of getting one at the age of four when you’ve been diagnosed as such is small anyway, although it has happened before. But ten years later? It’s unheard of.’
His laughter subsided and he silently made his way to his classroom.
School was uneventful for Izuku, but throughout the course of the day, he just couldn’t shake the feeling that everything happening around him was all incredibly familiar and again, it had something to do with that damned dream.
Just like the dream, his teacher had called him out for wanting to apply for UA, the class laughed at him, Kacchan confronted him in class then burned his book and… said unsavoury things to him.
Exactly like the dream.
Izuku knew that he needed to tell someone about what was happening to him. His mother was the best option. She’d believe him. He’d go home and tell her and this would all get sorted out.
Yeah.
A sinking feeling formed deep in his stomach as the ending of the dream came rushing back to him all at once. There was something he’d forgotten about, an important detail that was rearing its ugly head at him as that sinking feeling got stronger and stronger. He’d not thought about the dream past his day at school, there was too much going on and he’d ignored probably the most important detail.
He scanned his surroundings and his heart sank as he realised where he was. This was it; He was back at the same location he was in when he was attacked. It was going to happen all over again but it was REAL and there was nothing he could do about it.
As if sensing his worry, and all but confirming that something
WAS
about to happen, blue flooded his vision yet again, this time accompanied by a faint whirring sound in his head.
Over the whirring sound, Izuku heard a smooth voice begin to speak, echoing all around him. “It would appear that the power to tip the scales in your favour has awakened to you, Izuku.” The voice was faint, but it was definitely there. “The passage of fate can be altered at your whim. Let us see how you utilise this power.”
“Who the hell said that!?” Izuku called out, but there was no response. This left him able to finally process what he was seeing around him. It was… him. He could see himself from an outside perspective, as if he were floating just above himself.
[He looked down at his own body and at the one directly in front of him as it slowly continued forward, unaware of the danger that was to come.
He tore his eyes from the mirror image of himself and turned around, just in time to see it.
It was him, a copy of himself, and the Villain in all its puke-green, horrific glory.
He watched as it left a manhole silently and snuck up behind his copy then with its right arm—whether the strange tentacle-like appendage could even be classed as an arm—wrapped around his copy and reached down his throat. Seeing it from the outside threatened once again to make him throw up, he knew that once that happened again it was game over, no way out. Finished.
He was still dumbfounded at whatever this event even was! But now he could no longer deny it, he had been having flashes of the future all day, recalling memories that never happened, or had yet to happen. He had seen people’s actions before they had done them and now here he was, with who knows how little time left to formulate a plan, but he had accepted that it was real.
A booming voice sounded out above his copies muffled screams, dragging him out of his planning as his head snapped up.
“I AM HERE!”
It was All Might!
The Number One Hero was standing in front of his copy, but it was too late. He’d already succumbed to the attack. He felt something slip away inside of him and he realised that whatever this vision was, it was fading fast, and in those final moments of calm and clarity he knew what he had to do: Survive until All Might arrived.]
The veil of blue light lifted from over his eyes and time resumed. He noticed however, that he was a bit closer to where his copy was standing in the vision than where he was when the vision of the future started. It seemed that he did in fact continue to move while in the vision albeit not in real time. He didn’t know how, but he knew he had about a minute before the villain appeared. He internally cursed the fact that he couldn’t keep the vision up so that he could plan some more, but he had a general idea of what to do.
‘Ok Izuku, you know what’s about to happen, you might not know how or why, but you know enough to prevent it.’
He sped up slightly, just enough that he’d arrive at the location a little faster than he originally would have, but not any faster. He had a feeling that no matter what he did, this fight was inevitable.
‘It seemed like the villain had noticed me already at this part of the vision. If I just break out into a sprint, the fight will change unpredictably and I don’t know if I’ll have another vision to compensate. I already have a very risky plan as is, I don’t want to lessen my chances of survival. Here goes nothing!”
He thought, reaching the manhole.
He breathed in and lunged forward, clearing the manhole and turning to face it. As expected, the villain, who had started to slowly rise out of it, noticed that he’d missed his mark and opted to burst out of the sewer system and attack directly. As he finished turning around, Izuku caught a glimpse of the villain’s shocked face.
‘Perfect!’
thought the green haired boy,
‘This may have bought me enough time to try something.’
He began to focus, trying to see what would happen next. ‘Come on, anything! Please just work!’ He heard the same whirring sound as before and the blue light washed over his vision again, his still-open eyes glowing the same blue colour.
[The villain looked shaken, surprised at missing its initial attack, though it quickly recovered, shooting out its left tentacle in a straight lunge while the right one swept low a moment later, clearly trying to trip Izuku up as he retreated.
‘ It’s trying to cover my options. It thinks I’ll mess up and dodge left, leading me straight into the low sweep. However, if I act in an unexpected way, then the villain will be the one to mess up! ’ Izuku thought. As he formulated a plan, the vision changed slightly, ‘ Oh yes, this’ll work.’ The blue flickered and he felt it pull away like last time.]
The villain looked shaken, surprised at missing its initial attack, though it quickly recovered, shooting out its left tentacle in a straight lunge while the right one swept low a moment later.
As they approached him, Izuku burst into a full sprint towards the villain, the unexpected move causing both attacks to fly past him, allowing the green haired teen to duck into a nearby alleyway.
‘Made it!’
Izuku thought, his head starting to hurt a bit again.
‘I managed to see up until this point, but nothing more, and it seems too risky to force another vision considering my head’s already back to hurting.’
He looked up, expecting to see some sort of shocked expression on the villain like the first time he had dodged. Instead, he was greeted by a smile plastered on the sentient goop’s face.
“Impressive moves, boy!” it snarled loudly, a mixture of anger as well as something akin to joy present in its voice, “Yes, you’ll make a perfect disguise with an agile body like that!” Its mass rocketed out suddenly in an unnatural way, hitting Izuku and slowly making its way up his body.
“DAMN IT!” Izuku shouted, clawing away at the slime in an attempt to rip it off of him, although all this did was spread it quicker up his arms, ‘I thought I’d made it! I thought I avoided repeating this fate!’ “HELP!” he shouted. If All Might was coming, then maybe hearing someone call for help would cause him to arrive quicker.
The slime managed to cover his neck, but in a last ditch effort, Izuku held his breath and covered his mouth and nose. He closed his eyes and prayed that his plan would work.
He heard a metallic CLANK and concrete being broken, and he felt his body being forced to spin around, signifying that the slime villain had turned to face in a different direction when he heard the sound of salvation.
“I AM HERE!”
Izuku would have smiled if the slime around his mouth permitted it, when suddenly a hand grabbed hold of his arm in the goop and an immense amount of wind forced the villain off him, splattering it against a wall.
Izuku had done it, he’d changed his fate. He was alive! He felt slightly lightheaded and had barely a moment before darkness encompassed him again.
Notes:
Hi y'all, back with another update!
Chapter 2 of the rewrite. There are a few changes present here; more info, some more details, a hopefully better explaination of the pre/afterimages and some better formatting which I hope works well!
Izuku's first fight with the slime villain was originally in Chapter 3, however I think that although it sacrifices a cliffhanger (albeit one that we all know the outcome of at this point.) It makes the fact that this was so quickly after the last vision more known.
Hope y'all enjoy!
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Izuku shifted lightly against the floor, feeling a rapid stream of light pats against his face. “Hey, HEY KID!” A voice called out to him. He slowly started to wake back up, but the moment his eyes opened and he spotted the hero standing in front of him, he started shaking with excitement. “Thank goodness.” The Number One Hero let out a sigh of relief. “Thought I’d lost you there, Young…?”
Izuku lifted himself into a sitting position. It took him a few seconds, due to his excitement, to piece together that All Might was asking him for his name.
“Agh! U-Uhm Midoriya. M-my name is I-Izuku Midoriya, sir. T-thankYouF-forSavingMe!” he managed to stutter out. He gasped suddenly and crawled over to his backpack, pulling out his hero notebook and flicking through to find one of his latest pages on All Might, “W-wait! Please can you s-sign her—AGH! YOU ALREADY DID!” He shot up to his feet and began bowing, muttering his thanks.
All Might simply laughed at the reaction as he walked over to the manhole cover, now embedded in the wall, to pick up a bottle perched on top of it. “Well, Young Midoriya, I apologise for getting you caught up in my heroing! You did well fighting off that villain; you must have a pretty good Quirk! Now then, a hero fights not only villains, but time as well.” The American-themed hero crouched down and waved at Izuku. “And my time here is just about up.”
“WAIT! I DON-” called the green haired teen, but All Might had already jumped and unleashed a large amount of wind, kicking up some dust and forcing Izuku to shield his eyes. “Damn, I wanted to ask him if it was possible to be a hero without a Quirk.” He paused, thinking back to the events he’d been going through all day. “Well, not that it matters now, I guess, considering…” His eyes lit up with excitement once more, a familiar wetness making itself known as he began to tear up. He wanted to run home as fast as possible, test out what exactly his Quirk could do! ‘My Quirk… MY Quirk!’ he thought, the mere thought of finally being able to say that caused his tears to increase. ‘There’s so much to figure out! What can I do? The hell are those specks? It’s gotta be an emitter. Are there any other effects? Physical changes? I NEED TO COME UP WITH A NAME! What am I gonna call it? I guess mum can he—I GOTTA TELL MUM!’ His thoughts racing, he picked up the pace when he felt his phone vibrate.
Family Matters
[Inko M] - I’m going to be home late today, something came up at work that needs to be sorted out quickly.
[Inko M] - There’s some leftovers in the fridge, it’s your favourite!
[Inko M] - Love you!
[Izuku M] - Thnx for lettin me know mum! Dont worry bout it
[Izuku M] - Love you too!
Today
[Inko M] - Izuku? You ok?
[Inko M] - You haven’t texted me yet and I’m starting
to get worried.
[Izuku M ]- Yes im fine mum, ill tell u more later
[Inko M] - Oh thank God! Are you on your way back then?
[Inko M] - If you’re still near town could you grab some things?
I realised that there were a few things we should buy
but I think that by the time I finish up tonight, the shops
will be closed.
[Izuku M] - Sure thing! Another late night then?
[Inko M] - Thank you Zuku! Yes Unfortunately.
[Inko M] - I’ll quickly send you the list but then I have
to get back to work. Love you!
[Izuku M] - Love you too mum!
His phone pinged one last time, revealing the list of items his mother wanted him to buy. Thankfully, it wasn’t much, and Izuku knew he’d have enough money for them as this had happened a few times before, so he had started bringing extra money with him to school, just in case. Keeping up the same pace as before, he ran into town towards a supermarket.
As Izuku approached his go-to shop for last second groceries, the sound of an explosion rang out over the usual sounds of the city, followed by another, and then another. The sound was accompanied by panicked screams and the smell of something burning. Izuku followed the noise down the street and saw the telltale flickering glow of fire outlining the large crowd that formed behind Pro Hero Backdraft, who was manipulating a stream of water to contain the fire. Looking around some more he noticed another hero, Death Arms, shouting something away from the civilians. Following the direction that the hero was looking, Izuku spotted Kamui Woods closer to the flames while still keeping his distance. Sadly, he was at a disadvantage with this much fire.
Izuku locked eyes with the villain that had caused the situation.
For the second time today, his heart sank.
“N-No, It can’t be…” He muttered. The villain that was attacking was the very same Sludge villain that had attacked him, “But how? All Might caught him! And more importantly…” Izuku noticed he had someone engulfed in his mass, just as he himself had been earlier. As the villain turned around, Izuku’s heart sank further. “He has Kacchan. And the heroes can’t do anything!”
Bakugou looked into the crowd and made eye contact with Izuku, and a new energy overcame the green haired boy as he saw the look in his friend’s eyes.
He couldn’t take it anymore; he ran past the heroes and towards the villain.
Towards his classmate turned bully, Bakugou.
Towards his friend, Kacchan.
“Kid, WAIT!” Death Arms shouted, reaching forward in an attempt to grab hold of Izuku, but he had already gotten too far for the hero to reach.
“You again? Sorry, kid, but you had your chance!” The villain shouted at Izuku, who focused. As the villain talked, the blue specks started to come off of him, forming its precognitive image and Izuku formulated a plan.
“This meat suit’s Quirk is a BLAST! I’m not gonna let a runt like you keep me from it!” The pre-image shifted, which Izuku interpreted as a potential attack so he pulled off his bag and flung it at the Villains eye.
“ARGH!” It shouted in pain, and some of the slime covering Bakugou receded and formed a tentacle which it used to grasp at the eye. Izuku took the chance to try and dig the blond boy out with his hands.
“Pfft!” Kacchan spat out some of the sludge, “THE HELL ARE YOU DOIN’, DEKU?! YOU’RE GONNA GET KILLED!” he shouted. His tone was the same hateful tone as always, but his eyes betrayed how scared he truly was.
The green haired teen looked up and with a smile said, “You looked like you needed help, I couldn’t just stand there and watch!” He continued to pull on the sludge, internally cursing how hard it was to pull away. He could hear the whirring sound that was quickly becoming familiar to him and the blue specks he had been seeing all day seemed to destabilise. Instead of forming the precognitive echos, they swarmed towards him, his body becoming completely covered in them as they formed an aura that shifted from a light blue colour into violet. ‘Is this a new ability? But I didn’t do anything!’ He thought as his eyes went back up to look at Kacchan. The explosive teen wasn’t looking at him, his eyes were focused elsewhere, further behind Izuku.
“Heed not the words of this villain, Midoriya,” a voice said. He recognised the voice from somewhere, yet he couldn’t put a face to it.
‘Wait. That’s the voice from earlier! When I had that vision before the villain attacked me!’
“Simply pull Bakugo out and leave the rest to me.” The voice continued.
Izuku did as instructed; he gripped Katsuki’s arm tighter and pulled. The blond boy slid out of the sludge with ease, ‘I-Its like I’m stronger than I was a second ago!’ He thought, but was quickly cut off by the villain, who had recovered from the attack.
“YOU BRAT!” It shouted, shooting out a tentacle towards the two children.
Izuku shut his eyes, expecting to feel the attack connect, but felt nothing.
In front of him, a silver-haired man was standing with his arms out in front of his body with what looked like a shield made of golden hexagons of light covering him and, by extension, Izuku and Katsuki. His gaze wandered a bit more and landed on the sword he held on his back. It was a large, red weapon, seemingly made of metal, with many accents that pulsated with light blue energy. It didn’t look like it could actually cut, though, as there was no real blade, but the strangest thing that he noticed was the large glass circle just above the hilt. It was an odd thing for a sword, and Izuku couldn’t think of any viable use for it as the fight continued.
The silver-haired man made a flicking motion with his hands and the tentacle was sent flying back, the shield of light expanding out before dissolving shortly afterwards into a sparkle of golden light.
“Bastard! First the green-haired brat gets in between me and my getaway vehicle, then you butt in?" Shouted the villain.
The silver-haired man ignored the villain’s words and reached for his sword, ‘Wait, without a blade, how is he going to attack?’ Izuku thought. His question was quickly answered as the man pulled the sword in front of him. It seemed to come to life as the blue lights shone brighter—as though charged with energy—and the body of the sword opened up, ejecting an incorporeal blade of blue light. He could hear the same whirring sound he’d been hearing whenever his Quirk activated, and his eyes fell back onto the glass circle. The blue energy from the blade seemed to be feeding into the glass centrepiece, circling it rapidly and changing colour to black that faded into a dark purple hue. It all came together and a symbol appeared.
The blade of light changed colour, turning into the same shade of black and purple that the symbol within the glass centre had become as the silver-haired man shouted, “Be still, Monado JAIL!” He swung the sword in the direction of the sludge villain, who suddenly ceased all movement and dropped to the floor.
The villain seemed incapable of moving, and if Izuku had any doubts regarding this fact, he ignored them when he saw the sword close itself up and the man place it once more on his back. He turned towards the two shocked children and held out a hand for Izuku, who grabbed it and was hoisted up.
“T-thank you.” Izuku managed to say.
“You are welcome, Izuku Midoriya,” he leaned in and whispered in the green haired teens ear, “We shall talk soon. I have already intervened here more than I should have.” The man took a few steps towards the heroes and shouted, “This ‘Villain’ will not remain in such a state for long! I suggest detaining him before he recovers.”
“HEY! WHO EVEN ARE YOU?” shouted Death Arms, who was slowly approaching at this point. “If you’re a hero, then I don’t recognize you. And if you’re unlicensed, then I’m going to have to keep you for questioning and possibly detain you for illegal Quirk usage.”
The silver haired man ignored him and reached a hand towards his back, placing it onto the hilt of the sword. In turn, the weapon powered up again—this time without the blade popping out—and the blue lights that were present in the glass centrepiece darkened, forming another symbol. The particles spread out across the man's body and he shifted his stance. “OI! WHAT’RE YOU DOIN’?” Shouted the hero once more, but the man ran off at a faster speed than should be possible for anyone unless they had a speed-enhancing Quirk.
Just like that, Izuku was left alone to face the consequences of his meddling.
Notes:
Hi y'all! Another chapter so soon? Yea, had nothing else to do tbh so I thought I'd continue writing.
This chapters was basically just the second sludge villain fight though, however it shows off a new character! One of few characters from Xenoblade that will be interacting with the MHA universe!
Something to note, as with the original story, the Monado and Monado artswill work differently here than in the games. Here we see the visions (Plus the pre-image that I took from Xenoblade 2's Foresight seen in some cutscenes and meshed it with the "ether particles' movements can be predicted" from Xenoblade 1), Monado Enchant (The violet aura) which has been reworked in functionality due to lack of Mechon, Monado Jail, which is actually from Xenoblade 2 and not used by the main protagonist but I'll be reworking this into the story later, and finally Monado speed which was the dark blue light at the end!
It was fun to write out and I hope y'all enjoyed it!
Chapter 4: The Truth Of The Universe.
Notes:
Gonna put this here that...
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR STUFF THAT LEADS INTO BOTH XENOBLADE 1 & 2 AS IT NEEDS TO EXPLAIN THE ORIGIN OF THEIR UNIVERSES.
Most of it is in the section that is marked with [ ] so ya can skip it if you've not played them. After that is kinda spoilery for Xenoblade 1's story but doesn't go into any real depth.
Basic non-spoilery rundown for the Vision in the [ ] is that in this fic, the MHA universe is based off of and directly comes from the Xenoblade 1 universe. Hope you enjoy!
[Note 09/05/2023]
I will have mentioned it in chapter 1's notes, but I am editing this rewrite fairly heavily. before this chapter, it was mostly spellcheck and better explainations, but here... I went a bit more in depth with the connections to Xenoblade's universe and I admit, they can be a little overwhelming. I already explained the link to xenoblade 1 and 2, but what about 3? well when i started this story, 3 didn't even exist! let alone the dlc that has only recently released! I did not want to add many of those features but the more i played, the more interesting the stories and characters were so i HAD to incorporate some things! As for how the MHA universe here links to 3? It won't directly, as 3 occurs on a different timeline, and as such, never directly affects MHA here.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
“Ugh I understand why they did it but did the heroes have to keep me behind for that long?”
Izuku sighed as he slowly walked back home, “And I couldn’t even pick up the stuff mum asked me to! Though I don’t blame the owners for deciding to close up early, I can’t afford all this stuff elsewhere.” He hung his head in defeat and continued home, his thoughts wandering back to the development of his Quirk and the appearance of the mysterious man that saved both him and Kacchan. He was beginning to accept that whatever his own power was, it was an odd one; weird particles coming off of people showing him their next moves, random flashes of the future that had interrupted him throughout the day with each event playing out exactly as the visions had shown him, though the biggest oddity occurred once the silver haired man came into the picture.
The man came out of nowhere and the sword he wielded was a technical marvel, though Izuku suspected it may have been a part of the mans’ Quirk due to the blade of light’s behaviour alongside the abilities he exhibited when wielding it.
Speaking of abilities, Izuku thought back to what occurred when the man intervened.
The blue specks seemingly melted together and became a violet aura around Izuku that improved his strength. Was that a part of the mans’ Quirk? When he told Izuku to pull Kacchan out of the villain's body he seemed to acknowledge the aura and increased his strength. But it couldn’t have been his Quirk, the aura was made up of the very same specks that Izuku had been seeing and controlling all day but more importantly, Izuku could hear that whirring noise. The same one that preceded his visions… ‘The same noise that could be heard when the man used his sword!’ he thought, pieces clicking together. ‘This is all too much for me right now. Why would I be hearing that noise when using my Quirk AND when the man used the sword? I’ll have to remember to ask him about it, he did say we’d meet again though I don’t know when that’ll be.’
Izuku continued walking and rounded a corner, finally approaching his apartment building. After finally making it up the stairs he entered his house and immediately went to have a shower to try and relax as well as wash off any remaining sludge from the monster. Once he was changed into a comfier set of clothes, he set to work cooking something to eat. “Seems that mum didn’t make anything that could be re-heated easily huh?” he sighed, “Looks like it’s instant ramen for me.” He found a packet and started heating up some water when the doorbell rang. “Who could that be?” He looked at the clock mounted on a wall and noticed that it was still too early for his mum to be returning since she had to stay late.
He made his way to the door and checked through the peephole, reeling back in surprise at who was standing there, “HIM?” He quickly unlocked the door.
“Good evening Izuku Midoriya.” greeted the man on the other side.
“You’re the man from earlier!” replied the green-head.
Now that he wasn’t in pressing danger, Izuku took a moment to look the man over. He was a bit taller than Izuku, who had to tilt his head up to look him in the eyes. He had silver hair and equally silver eyes which held a strange depth to them, and the longer he looked, the more Izuku was sure he could get lost within them. Not in some sort of romantic way, he thought, he just had this unnerving feeling that this man had witnessed a lot in his life, based solely off the look in his eyes. His unflinching stare didn’t help the gut feeling that was growing, his blinking seemed calculated and spaced out further than most people’s, and for whatever reason it felt like the man was staring through Izuku, or even within him on a subconscious level, judging him. Was that a thing the man could do? Maybe he was just being paranoid.
The man chuckled lightly, “Yes I am, I did say that we would meet again, did I not?”
“True. But why are you here now? How did you find me? And why did you want to talk to me specifically?” Izuku asked.
“Well Midoriya, the explanation may be a little bit of a long one. May I come in?” He asked, though he had already started to take his fur lined jacket off, no doubt fully assured that Izuku would simply let him in.
Izuku eyed the man with suspicion, “S-sure t-thing, one thing though. How do you know my name?”
The man’s stare intensified and soon, his eyes glowed a bright blue. Izuku felt a familiar warmth in his chest that reacted to the change and though he was drawn to the blue glow, a subtler red glow pulled his attention down to the man's neck.
There, a glimmering red cross contoured by gold hung on the stranger's neck. Though the entire pendant seemed to glow a soft red, there were little shimmering lights within that would brighten and dim independently, like stars in the sky.
The man’s eyes shifted back to their natural silver colour, and the glow in his pendant subsided too. “You could say I have abilities similar to your own, however I would be more inclined to say that we are linked because of the very nature of your abilities. As such I was able to find you as well as know your name.” the stranger said, and Izuku took particular notice of the way he spoke. It was eloquent, but not snobby. His words were calculated, enunciated clearly, emphasising specifics and holding pauses long enough for Izuku to truly take in what was being said, almost as if singing or reciting a poem you would want a listener to really absorb.
Izuku shook his head before responding, “S-similar? And l-linked because of my Quirk? But how would you even know about it? I just developed it today!” He replied.
The man's face shifted and his lips curled upwards to form a slight smile. Although his overall expression was still quite stoic, his eyes shone with a hidden excitement as if he had discovered something he didn’t know already. “Ah! Quirks! That is what those abilities are called in this branch!” That statement confused Izuku even more but before he could ask anything, the man continued after a moment of silence. “To answer your question, going by how humans have developed alongside ‘Quirks’, you should have awakened yours by the age of four and had about 10 years to develop them at this point. Would I be correct?” Izuku nodded slightly before the man continued, “Technically your ‘Quirk’ is not really a Quirk. You have had these abilities since birth.”
This was too much for Izuku to handle suddenly.
He ushered the man in and locked the door, noticing he still had his sword—though it was hanging off of his side instead of his back as it had been earlier—as well as a plastic bag with him. He led him towards the living room where they both sat down, the man placing his jacket against the backrest and taking the sword, leaving it leaning against the sofa they were on. “I assume that your explanation for my abilities as you called them has something to do with the ‘Branch’ you mentioned?”
The man nodded and then spoke once more, “There is quite a bit to explain, however you may still ask questions. I will do my best to answer them when they come up. Also, before I forget,” he reached down to the bag he was carrying, passing it over to Izuku, “I know that you needed to pick some items up for your mother and were not able to do so due to your intervening during the attack, so I took the liberty of purchasing the items for you. There is no need to pay me back.”
Izuku looked into the bag and noticed that everything his mother had told him to get was there, “T-thank you but you didn't have to do this for me though.” He said.
The man chuckled again, “One thing I have learned from watching over people is that when one has the power to help others, that is reason enough to do so. I mean… is that why you jumped in to rescue the other child?”
This statement made Izuku stop and think, ‘Why did I jump in to rescue Kacchan? The heroes weren’t able to do anything but just how certain was I in my own strength?’
“Moving on from that, I shall begin my explanation,” continued the man. “My name is Alvis and as I am sure you have started to piece together from what I have already told you, I am not from this ‘Branch’, or timeline.”
“Alvis huh?”
Izuku felt something upon learning his name. It was familiar to him. He felt like he knew the name, yet he definitely didn’t know the man in front of him.
He brushed off his feelings and continued, “You’re correct, that was one of the things I picked up when you were talking earlier. Though it’s a bit hard to believe.” Izuku replied.
“And yet you are willing to consider what I have to say correct?” Alvis asked the green haired boy.
Izuku nodded before answering, “Yeah, I have this feeling like I can trust you, from deep within.”
Alvis’ eyebrow raised slightly at the admission, though he didn’t interrupt the boy as he spoke.
“Honestly I’m curious about a lot of things. My power first of all. It’s something I’ve wanted for so long, something I’ve been missing since I was a child, yet it appears so suddenly? Then there’s the fact that when you said that our abilities are connected, even though I don’t know how they could be, I did feel some sort of connection between us. Like a thread pulling me in, towards you.” Izuku pointed at the sword that was leaning against his sofa. “It was especially strong when you wielded the sword, but I didn’t connect that feeling until you showed me your abilities at the door.”
At that last statement, Alvis’ eyes widened a slither, though he quickly went back to being as stoic as he had been since his arrival as he hummed in approval. “So you have already started to resonate with the Sword? That is good, very good. Especially as you only became aware of your abilities today. But we are getting ahead of ourselves. Now, it shall be explained.”
Izuku nodded in reply, though in his head he was questioning what Alvis meant when he said he was ‘Resonating’ with it.
Alvis continued explaining, “To begin to explain your abilities I must first go back and explain some other events. I will not be able to explain everything in great detail without overwhelming you more so than I already have, so for now I shall explain what led to the creation of this ‘Branch’. Originally, there was one single universe. Nothing too important happened here that is directly relevant to us right now other than one event. An event that caused the universe to split, one part being made of the remnants of the single universe, and the other being a pocket universe running parallel with the original.” Alvis held his hand out in front of Izuku’s face and a blue light overtook them both.
[When Izuku reopened his eyes, he almost fell over in shock. Not only was he no longer in his house, he wasn’t even on Earth anymore! He looked around frantically but all he could see was the wide open emptiness of space. Filled with nothing but the stars surrounding him.
“Sorry for not warning you of what was about to happen beforehand Midoriya.” A voice said.
“Alvis?” Izuku called out into the infinite abyss of lights.
“Right behind you.”
Izuku jumped and actually fell down this time, though funnily enough he seemed to fall onto something solid… even though there was nothing there. “What the hell is happening?” asked the green haired teen.
Alvis chuckled, “I apologise once more. One of my abilities is granting other people ‘Visions’. These are usually of the future but memories and past events are also within my power. Right now, we are about to witness the creation of the splintered second universe after ruin was brought about in the original.” Alvis reached a hand down to Izuku to assist him in getting back up.
Izuku grabbed the hand in front of him, “W-what do you mean?” he asked. Suddenly, an explosion of light surrounded them. Everything around them was moving rapidly. It took a moment of thought but Izuku finally pieced together what was going on as something resembling a large rock was formed nearby, the water and land masses forming on its surface being the final clue he needed. “Is this the original Earth?”
Alvis nodded, “Yes, It is very much like your own, no?” The planet seemed to continue to grow and change right in front of them as they watched. Izuku looked on and noticed something being built, a metal structure constructed up into the reaches of space. With a station created at the top.
“What is that thing?” he asked Alvis as he pointed towards it.
“That place, Midoriya, is where one end occurred. But so too did a new beginning.” The reply confused Izuku more but he decided to trust Alvis and let it all play out.
More time seemed to pass by in front of them and slowly, signs of conflict began to show. Many aircrafts could be seen flying by, guns firing as well as what seemed to be energy beams. Explosions rang out every so often as some were shot down. “Let us get closer, the main event is about to begin.” said Alvis, waving his hand again as the two suddenly found themselves in an enclosed space.
Izuku looked around, “Is this…?”
Alvis nodded, “Yes, this is inside the station.” They were in a dark room, not much was in here other than a control panel and a set of blast doors with a small amount of golden light leaking through its seams.
The door to the room opened, revealing a man with shoulder length blond hair wearing a lab coat. The man rushed into the room and quickly made his way towards the control panel, seemingly ignoring the presence of both Izuku and Alvis.
‘Makes sense, if this is just a vision of the past then there’s no way to interact with what’s going on I guess.’ Izuku thought.
The man started tapping away at some computer keys. The blast doors soon opened up in front of the man, revealing the source of the bright golden glow. The man stopped for a moment to bask in the light, and once the doors opened fully, Izuku could see a huge golden monument. The shape seemed familiar, and Izuku’s eyes trailed up to Alvis’ neck, more specifically to the pendant that hung to it.
He didn’t know what to make of it, after all he didn’t even know what the golden construct was in the first place.
Alvis reacted to the pair of eyes looking him over and he smiled, as the man in the lab coat continued tapping buttons and muttering something about calculations, machinery interacted with the glowing object in the background and Alvis answered without being verbally prompted to.
“That is The Zohar, although it was colloquially referred to as ‘The Conduit’. It was described as a perpetual motion machine, something that should be theoretically impossible and yet it is here. At this point in time in this unsplit original universe, the people have begun to understand its potential to travel across the entire universe. It is the sole reason for the creation of this space station.” replied the silver haired man before he shut his eyes and sighed, the most genuine expression Izuku had seen on the silver haired man since meeting him.
“It also unfortunately held the power to rewrite reality, though only a handful of people were aware of this fact.” he continued without looking up.
The blond scientist breathed in deeply, “Let’s begin the experiment.”
The door to the room they were in opened up again. This time revealing a grey haired woman who immediately ran towards the man.
“Professor no! Our test results have not been confirmed!” the woman called as she got closer to him.
The man scoffed, “Ridiculous! It’s perfectly safe!” He turned to face the woman before continuing, “We will witness the birth of a universe! WE will CREATE life anew! A miracle that only a God could perform. But today? Today mankind moves one step closer to the divine!”
“Seriously? Do you even fully understand what that thing can do? Are you aware of the possible consequences of doing such a thing?” the woman retorted.
“And the alternative? Galea, we humans are fools! Fools who ravaged our planet! We barely have enough strength to survive let alone to salvage this situation we have damned ourselves to!” He banged his fist against the side of the panel causing the woman, Galea, to flinch. “The Conduit was a gift. A gift to us from some divine entity. A window of opportunity that will allow us to start over from scratch!”
“Please, Klaus you can’t do this!” She shouted as she grabbed hold of the man. This did nothing to stop him as he shrugged her off in one clean motion.
“This is the birth of a new universe.” Klaus turned back around and continued to type away on the panel, ignoring Galea who was still trying to stop him to no avail.
He looked up and pushed one final button. The Conduit shone brightly for a second and Izuku found himself transported back outside, Alvis lowering his hand after having brought them back out into space.
A beam of light escaped the station, making its way around the planet along a metal ring Izuku hadn’t noticed earlier. The winds on the planet seemed to pick up and the clouds were dragged along the path of the beam. An intense amount of energy could be felt as the planet erupted into a ball of light, before expanding and ensnaring the stars and other planets around both him and Alvis, as well as all the other ones that were visible.
Izuku shielded his eyes from the sheer intensity of it.
Once more, he opened them to find he wasn’t in the same place as before. Now he found himself standing on water in a vast and empty ocean. “Where are we now? Is this still the original universe?” he asked Alvis who was thankfully still with him.
Alvis shook his head, “No. The fate of that universe has very little impact on the rest of what I need to tell you about, at the moment at least. Just know that the man you just saw, Klaus, was split into 2 beings. 1 of which remains in that universe, becoming its god or caretaker. Rebuilding the planet as best he could, perhaps as some form of self imposed penance. When that does not go exactly to plan, he leaves the inhabitants of said universe with the tools needed for survival.”
Izuku nodded in acknowledgement, allowing Alvis to continue his explanation. “This is the second universe, the one created by The Conduit. There is no planet, no solar system, no galaxies. Just this one, endless ocean. The other part of Klaus came here alongside that woman, Galea. They become the Gods of this world. They became the closest things to a planet for the eventual inhabitants of this place to live on.
As Izuku listened to what Alvis said, he could hear the water below them become agitated. This wouldn’t seem strange if not for the fact that since they arrived here, the water had been completely still. He looked at Alvis who simply motioned in front of them where a hand had started to rise out of the ocean. “I-ITS MASSIVE!” Izuku called, as slowly, an entire giant of a body emerged from the waters. This giant had a humanoid shape to it but seemed to be completely made out of rocks and plant life.
A few seconds after the emergence of that giant, another hand came out of the ocean as another giant seemed to form. This one, though still humanoid in shape, seemed to be entirely made out of metal.
“These two titans are both Klaus and Galea.” continued Alvis as he pointed at the rocky titan, “The Bionis,” he said, shifting himself to point at the mechanical titan, “And the Mechonis respectively.” he looked at Izuku who was still staring at the giants in awe and waved a hand in front of his face to catch the boys attention. “The two titans clashed, possibly their rage from the previous universe carrying over. Maybe something more.”
Izuku watched as the titans did as Alvis described, each brandishing a weapon in hand. The Bionis wielded an incorporeal blade of pure white light, whereas the Mechonis held a golden broadsword. The Titans slashed at each other, every so often they would jump back or swipe at the other with a free hand. Finally, the Bionis was able to slice clean through the left arm of the Mechonis, dropping the appendage at the mechanical titans feet. It seemed that Klaus had won the battle, but the current body of Galea was still standing. It swung its sword with the single functional arm and embedded it within the hip of the Bionis, dragging it almost halfway through when suddenly, both titans ceased all movement.
Alvis allowed a moment of silence, most likely so that Izuku could process what had just happened, before he continued. “The two Gods were very much alive, though weakened to the point that they could not move their massive bodies. And upon what were essentially their corpses, life was created in both of the Gods’ image,” Another flash of light shone in Izuku’s face and he could see many lifeforms, including some that looked exactly like humans alongside wildlife across the Bionis and more mechanical variants along the Mechonis, some even settling into life on the fallen arm of the metal titan. “Both Gods went by different names in this universe, Instead of calling themselves Klaus and Galea they instead went by Zanza and Meyneth by the inhabitants of their titans. Zanza was the one who shaped the fundamentals of the universe and as such, he created a new system so that life on both titans could continue on.
Alvis waved his hand and the two of them were transported onto the Bionis. They found themselves in some sort of marsh at the very end of dusk. As the sun's glow faded and the darkness of night took hold, something strange happened. The world around them darkened. Izuku looked around. The instantly obvious sight were the trees as they suddenly bloomed bright leaves of glowing light that gently floated up into the sky! With some minor effort, he observed similar things happening to the marshland and water, the grass on the ground, rocks, even the creatures! Everything around them was giving off little glowing specks, specks that looked suspiciously like, “Like the specks I saw from the precognitive figures.” he looked at Alvis who nodded.
“Yes Midoriya, the very same.” Alvis continued as Izuku was looking on in awe. “Those specks are called Ether. The experiment by Klaus used the Zohar to supercharge this Ether, however when he created a new universe fuelled almost entirely by it, this new dependance eventually leached into the original world and fundamentally altered that too. What once was just another particle as important as Protons and Neutrons quickly became the core of existence. Even your own world is affected, though that is due to it being a Branch of this universe, further ahead in time, way past the current point in which we reside.”
Izuku looked up at Alvis with a confused expression on his face, “B-but Alvis, I don’t live on the body of a titan! If anything I would think my ‘Branch’ had come from the original world since that still had planets similar to Earth!”
The man's expression cracked for just a quick moment before he schooled it once more. “No. You may not live upon the decaying bodies of titans, but fundamentally, your universe is one of many possible outcomes of this universe opening up and collapsing, merging once more with the original.”
The explanation shocked Izuku further, “That shouldn’t be possible? I-I can’t even begin to explain how this shouldn’t be possible!”
Alvis smiled at the young teen, “I know Izuku. Admittedly, this is all long since forgotten about. And when a new power system like your Quirk’s came about, a lot more information will have been lost.”
The green haired teen really didn’t know how to respond to that. It was… World changing. THIS was his world?
“As I said, fundamentally yes it is the same one you live in.” Alvis replied, evidently, Izuku had muttered his thoughts aloud. “You may not live upon a titan, but everything in the world is made from Ether, they are the building blocks of matter itself. Nowadays, most everyone is incapable of seeing or interacting with Ether directly, but here and even in the ruptured original universe, everything had some affinity. Everyone could see Ether when it was concentrated, and others learned of ways to harness it. But what is important for you to know is that Ether sustained everything because Ether WAS everything.”
Izuku absorbed the further revelation, the specks he’d been seeing were apparently the essence of all life, of all MATTER. But he still had questions for Alvis. “Wait a second, I see the ‘Ether’ of everything that I look at and it lets me predict their movements? How is that possible if it makes up matter?”
“Everything gives off Ether in very specific amounts and ways. Because of this, the Ether patterns can be calculated, meaning that everything that HAS happened, everything that CAN happen, and everything that WILL happen can be predicted. Only you have this ability in your Branch though due to the events that led the two universes to recombine.” Alvis replied.
“What is this whole talk about Branches you keep talking about? You keep mentioning this, a-and events that took place but you still haven’t e-explained?” Izuku asked, still taking in what he had just been told.
Alvis put a hand up to his chin and remained silent for a moment before replying, “Although important for you to know, I have reached my limit for what I am able to show you. That said, I can at least give you an abridged explanation.”
Izuku nodded, getting some answers was better than none at all he supposed.
Alvis waved his hand in front of Izuku’s face once more and they soon found themselves back at the Midoriya household.]
Izuku looked at the clock after blinking and noticed how late it had gotten. When they had started this talk, it was only about 5 in the afternoon but now? Now it was 9pm.
Alvis sighed before talking once more, “The original Universe was split into two separate ones running parallel with one another due to Klaus and his actions which were both in pursuit of the survival of the human race as well as a way for him to achieve the power of Godhood. The second universe was ruled by the part of him that desired power above all, destined to repeat a cycle of death and rebirth in his new name. That is who Zanza was. This continued until one young man, guided by fate broke free from its chains and went against the God of that world, taking the corrupted God's power for himself and liberating the rest of the population. With said power he opened up the universe and moulded the single world within in such a way that it was able to recombine with the original universe. Here start the two main branches. Down one path, there are many more hardships to be had, as there are difficulties reintegrating the two worlds, with the people of the now combining worlds coming together to save themselves. This path has no effect on you, Izuku. The second path leads here, the worlds recombine without incident, and two men alongside their families and friends rebuild their now single world after facing the consequences of Klaus’ experiment. They have both experienced loss and near world ending situations due to the meddling of those with blessings from the divine, and attempt to use the very same power that split their world to instead create one without the influence of Gods. Unfortunately. This creates many other branches, as the world can not continue on without divinity as a side effect of Klaus’ meddling.”
Midoriya was feeling a little overwhelmed to say the least, but he nodded so that Alvis knew he was taking it all in.
“The power of Monad, defined as a single unit, or the number one. It is present here, as it ensures the stability of the universe until it can be inherited by its chosen one. That someone, is you, Izuku Midoriya.”
Izuku sighed. He had seen the destruction of one universe as well as the creation of another, he had learned about how that universe worked but now his connection with it all was revealed to him but he could barely believe it. “S-so you’re saying that mankind in the original Branch wanted a world with no Gods, but because that wasn’t possible he created inheritors of his power in each subsequent Branch?” He looked up at the man who nodded, his body language telling the green haired boy to continue, Izuku thought about what he wanted to say next, thinking hard about what Alvis had said. “A-and you’re saying that I’m that inheritor? You made sure to note that there was a man from the original universe when the two recombined. You said he had his own run in with a divine entity, the original part of Klaus that remained there? Why couldn’t he share the burden of godhood too?”
“You are a smart one Izuku.” Alvis said, as a smile filled with genuine emotion unlike the man's previous expressions formed on his face. “The man who stopped Zanza’s plans was named Shulk. Whereas the one who brought peace to the original universe's discord was named Rex. He did not fight against Klaus’ original self though, quite the contrary, he was helped along by that fragment of God. The issue in your solution was actually debated by their unified group. The difference between the two was that Rex gained power through a system put in place by the remaining Klaus, and though he came to wield power comparable to the Gods, it was not HIS power and it promptly weakened once the worlds recombined. His full story is incredibly lengthy, so I apologise for not going into specifics. Shulk on the other hand, was pronounced as the new God directly, and inherited the full array of abilities that the title provided, so another solution had to be created.”
Izuku nodded, it was yet more to take in alongside everything else that had been revealed. But the way that it had been explained to him by Alvis made sense.
“So that’s it? I’m supposed to become a God? But I’m barely even a Man yet!”
Alvis shook his head, “No Izuku. You are the one who has inherited the powers of a God, and although you may come to inherit true Godhood in much the same way as Shulk did, what you do with the power is strictly for you to decide. You do not have to take an active role as a God, and allow the world to continue forward as it has done until this point, or you can take an active role in the world and reshape it as you please. You have inherited the power of Monad, and the Monado is yours to wield as you desire.”
Izuku felt a bit more reassured, the growing pressure at the original implication began to fade as did the weight of his sudden inheritance. “You mentioned Monado Alvis? The way you described it makes it seem like a weapon, yet I don’t have anything even resembling that!”
Alvis couldn’t help chuckling at the boy's panic, though only having known the man since earlier today, Izuku thought the emotion looked foreign on his face, “That is one reason I am here, Izuku. Due to some… circumstances, I was trusted to look over the branches alongside Shulk, although he seems to have a curiously heightened investment in this one compared to others. I can also use the Monado and have always had the ability to use the Monado due to my… ‘Bloodline’. I thought you would have pieced it together by now but it would appear that that isn’t the case.” he responded.
Izuku was even more confused now, “What do you mean by that Alvis?”
Alvis continued laughing at his confusion, “Izuku.” he said once he regained his composure, “You said you felt a connection with the blade I wielded. I’ve talked about a weapon that can be freely used but only one person can truly inherit, therefore?”
Izuku devolved into a fit of muttering in an attempt to put all the pieces together when suddenly his eyes widened and he looked up at Alvis, “Therefore that blade over there is the Monado?”
Alvis smiled at Izuku’s realisation, “Yes Izuku, your powers are your own, but they are directly linked with this sword. As I have already said, anything that HAS happened, COULD happen or WILL happen, is available for you to see. But that is not all, fundamentally, you have the power to use Ether directly, as well as manipulate it as you see fit. You will learn to handle these abilities, as is your right as inheritor of God's will.”
Izuku sat on his bed, exhausted and still confused by the day's events. An hour had passed since Alvis decided to leave. The silver haired man had done what he needed to and delivered what needed to be given to Izuku.
“I apologise for intruding and taking up so much of your time Midoriya, I shall leave the Monado to you as it has always been yours to wield. The answers I left you with today may seem slightly unsatisfactory and will need some time to sink in but I assure you that I shall find you once more, hopefully you are able to learn to wield the Monado through experimentation in your own time.” Was the last thing he said before leaving.
Midoriya glanced at the sword that rested against the side of his bed, “This can’t be right though. I’m just… just me! I can’t be the inheritor of God's will!” he told himself as he laid down, eventually drifting off to sleep.
Notes:
Hi y'all! Another new chapter, bit late this time though. Sorry for that! this was kinda hard to write as i had to come up with how i wanted the MHA universe to be linked to the one from Xenoblade. To sum it up, Izuku's universe is directly linked to that of Xenoblade 1 AFTER the game was complete. So In this version of the MHA universe, Ether still makes up everything and Izuku, as the inheritor of the Monado, is able to manipulate it.
Let me know if it makes sense and if it was a good or bad explaination.
I've already started working on the next chapter so that might be out soon!
Chapter Text
Izuku’s weekend started early, he woke up relatively early on Saturday after falling asleep the night before and spent most of the day explaining to his mum what had happened after school.
He hated lying, especially to his mother, but he really didn’t know how to explain what Alvis had told him the previous night. So instead, he told her about his ‘Quirk’ awakening, the visions he’d had throughout the day and how he had survived his first encounter with the villain. Inko cried throughout most of the explanation, mostly tears of joy though she was still incredibly worried for Izuku’s wellbeing after finding out that Izuku had been involved in TWO attacks instead of only the one she had seen on the news. Izuku explained his Quirk as ‘Energy Manipulation’ and how he used to predict people’s movements.
“What about that sword dear?” Inko asked him when she calmed down.
“Umm, I don’t really understand it too much to be honest. It materialised after the attack so I think it’s part of my Quirk.” Izuku told her. “All I know is that it helps to channel my Quirk.” Thankfully, he didn’t need to lie about that if Alvis was telling the truth.
Izuku used the rest of the day to practise with his Quirk as much as possible, although he avoided activating the Monado. While experimenting, he wrote everything he could into a fresh notebook.
Through some trial and error, he found that he could easily see the Ether coming off of everything at will and with a bit of concentration he could cause the precognitive images of everything to appear too without being in any sort of dangerous situation like an attack. He scribbled a name for the ability into his notebook, “Foresight.”
For the better part of an hour he tried and tried to trigger a Vision but found no success.
‘Maybe they only trigger when I’m in danger? What constitutes danger? It could be anything between getting killed by a villain to, well something as mundane as tripping over a rock I guess. I don’t particularly want to test that theory any time soon though.’
He closed his notebook, staring at the blank cover and wondered what he should name his unofficial ‘Quirk’. He had done a little bit of research into the word that Alvis had mentioned, ‘Monad’, and discovered that the definition he found matched up to what Alvis had said; “Derived from the Greek word ‘Monos’—meaning ‘Alone’—Monad refers to something that is indivisible or something that cannot be broken down further such as atoms.” Izuku chuckled to himself, knowing that the existence of Ether as the building blocks of everything meant that Ether particles made up even atoms that were supposed to be the smallest fundamentals of everything.
Soon, he found himself falling asleep, his research and ability usage having drained him more than he thought.
Sunday was a bit more interesting, his mother had spent the previous day researching and calling multiple Quirk-centric medical institutions to see if they could get an urgent visit and as such, he was taken to get a Quirk registration form and have a few tests run. The doctors found a link between his Quirk factor and the Monado, though it took them a while to get a sample from the blade due to its incredible durability. The results led to the classification of his ‘Quirk’ as an Emitter/Mutant hybrid since the sword remained without any conscious effort or energy.
Throughout the tests, Izuku was left wondering one thing, if his powers weren’t a Quirk according to Alvis, then how did the tests come back positive? There had to be some explanation, but he just filed it away as something to look into.
He was quickly given something else to think about though, when the doctor asked him what he wanted to put down as the name. He thought back to his previous research on the term Monad, and decided against it. It was too fancy in his opinion, and at a quick glance held no connection to his supposed ‘Quirk’, so for now he settled on what he told his mother, “Ether Manipulation.” after giving a rough explanation about the specks he was seeing and how he had controlled them. It explained how his powers would work yet was vague enough to where he wouldn’t need to change the name of his Quirk down the line once he discovered different applications for the Ether.
Monday finally rolled around and Izuku was a mix of emotions somewhere between excited and being filled with nothing but nervousness. He finally had a Quirk! Maybe people would stop bullying him! Like hell he would forgive most of his classmates but at least they’d probably leave him alone now!
They had contacted the school to inform them of the changes in Izuku’s Quirk status and had been given a permit allowing the green haired teen to bring the Monado to school since the doctors weren’t entirely sure if being separated would affect him negatively. However there was one thing he hadn't considered until he was almost out of the house, he hadn’t seen Kacchan since the attack. He’d surely be pissed off and his anger had probably done nothing but build and build over the weekend.
He made his way to school as usual, passing by the train station as he had done on Friday.
“Good. No vision, no villain attack. All normal.” he said to himself.
He finally made it to school and looked around before walking inside. No sign of Kacchan or his followers yet. With that in mind, he made his way to class. Once inside he saw that a few other students were there, thankfully most of them had stopped outright bullying him ages ago, settling for ignoring him instead. He went over to his seat, ignoring the other’s stares, set the Monado to lean against his desk and sat down.
Awaiting the inevitable.
Unfortunately for him, it arrived sooner than he had hoped.
The door slid open quickly, revealing Katsuki standing there. Izuku looked up and saw that the blond's eyes had landed on him, his anger visibly building up.
“DEKU! You little shit!” he shouted at his green haired classmate as he stomped over, mini explosions popping in his palms.
Izuku winced with every pop and instinctively grabbed the Monado’s handle. The sword stirred a bit and he activated Foresight. He hadn’t yet tested what the effect would be like while in contact with the sword, but Izuku was pleasantly surprised when he didn’t have to wait for the Ether to materialise and then form the precognitive forms. Instead he could immediately activate the ability and the forms would materialise instantly, it was also easier to focus on activating the ability on a single target rather than everything in his vision. He’d have to remember to write that information down later… if he survived.
Once Katsuki’s precognitive form arrived near Izuku, it swiped its right arm down onto the table, a small explosion being let out in the blond's usual form of intimidation.
Izuku let go of the Monado and right as Katsuki was about to hit the table with his hand, Izuku grabbed him by the wrist.
“THE FUCK!?” Katsuki shouted at Izuku. “What? You get out of a villain attack you willingly jumped into and suddenly you think you’re some hot shit!? And what the hell is this thing?” the blonde kicked the Monado, causing it to fall on the floor.
‘What? Does he not remember Alvis saving us and wielding it?’ thought Izuku, before remembering the situation he was in. “K-kacchan don’t kick my stuff!” Izuku retaliated, moving to pick up his fallen sword. “I-it’s part of m-my Quirk.”
Bakugou squinted at Izuku, “Your… Quirk?” he asked before breaking out in a fit of laughter, “HA! Oh my god! You’re fucking delusional!” He jeered as others started to laugh along with him.
“What’re you l-laughing for!” Izuku called out while straining his nerves so he wouldn’t falter.
“SHUT UP!” the blond did an immediate 180 and sent out another explosion from his hand, silencing the crowd of other students. “Let me get this straight, you suddenly think you’re some bigshot because you survived a villain attack and bought some second rate support item that you’re passing for a fucking Quirk? It’s fuckin hilarious!” he ripped the Monado from Izuku’s grasp, ignoring his pleas for him to stop. “Is it supposed to be a fuckin sword? Shitty thing doesn’t even have a blade!” He threw it back at Izuku who was still on the floor, who caught the sword easily.
“̶F̶o̶o̶l̶s̶,̶ ̶V̶i̶l̶l̶a̶i̶n̶s̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶f̶o̶o̶l̶s̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶l̶o̶t̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶m̶!“̶
Izuku shook his head as a thought had crossed his mind for a split second, and although he couldn't remember what it was, he was filled with newfound courage as he stood up.
Monado in hand.
“You ALWAYS act like this! I said that it’s part of my Quirk! What would I gain from buying a support Item Kacchan!”
He felt a tug from inside him as a whirring noise could be heard slowly increasing in volume and intensity.
“What would I GAIN from lying about having a Quirk after so many years of all this BULLSHIT?”
Everyone stopped and stared at Izuku, their eyes slowly moving from the boy and his sudden new attitude, down towards the sword which had just jumped to life. The front section of the sword had jutted up and outwards, detaching itself from the main handle as the top part did the same. Both pieces seemed magnetised to the handle though, as they followed its movements. The pieces formed a line that was quickly filled in by a beam of blue light, forming the blade.
Katsukis eyes were wide open, “So it does do something, well then guess I’ll have to show you your pla-”
“WHAT’S GOING ON HERE!” Another voice shouted, cutting the blond boy off and causing the entire class to turn and find their teacher standing there. “You two again? Knock it off! And you Midoriya? I understand wanting to show off your Quirk but you were warned against using that sword!”
“It’s clearly a fucking support item though sir! Don’t tell me the little shit tricked the whole fucking school system into thinking it’s legit?” Katsuki called, still trying to push his point across.
“Language Bakugou, and no for your information the official government document says that it’s directly linked to his quirk. Now, will you keep insisting that the boy pulled the wool over the government's eyes so I can send you to the principal or will you go sit down?”
Katsuki grumbled something under his breath before giving up and going to his seat.
‘Shouldn’t get worse than this I guess.’ Izuku thought as he put down the Monado and took his own seat.
The bell rang, signalling the end of the school day. Izuku finished writing the entry he was working on in his Quirks notebook and packed up with the intention of getting out of class as soon as possible. His teacher left the classroom, other kids started to pack away their own things and move to talk to each other before leaving the building which is what Izuku would have done if a flash of blue light hadn’t taken over him first.
The flash was fast and showed him exactly what he needed to know, quickly dropping him back in the present. Without hesitating, he grabbed his sword and ducked down, an explosion fuelled fist rocketing above his current position, having clearly been aimed for the head. The explosive blond was stunned for a brief second which allowed Izuku to crawl forward and pick himself up.
‘Definitely activated by being in danger, good to know’
Both boys stared each other down, ignoring the 25 or so other pairs of eyes that were currently doing the same. The room was in complete silence, until Katsuki broke it. “You fucker. What even is your ‘Quirk’ huh? That’s twice today you’ve managed to dodge me. You tryin to make me look like a fuckin dumbass?”
“I d-don’t have to t-tell you what it is Kacchan,” Izuku stuttered, his heart still racing a bit from the sudden movements he had to make to avoid being injured, the unexpected confidence boost from earlier not appearing again. “b-but I’m still aiming for UA so I’ll at least tell you what it’s called. I named it Ether Manipulation, you’ll f-find out eventually. At UA.” he finished quickly and sped towards the door before the blond boy could say anything else.
As he ran down the corridor towards the exit, he could hear some cheers and claps followed by Katsuki’s screams and explosions. The class seemed to have taken Izuku standing up to Bakugou well, not many people really liked the blond but most seemed to try and stay on his good side as much as possible, even if that meant joining in with the bullying.
For the first time in what might have been years, Izuku genuinely smiled while in school grounds.
Surprisingly for Izuku, the rest of the week went by with no real issues. He thought about his week, and how there had been no more incidents with Katsuki at all. The blond had basically defaulted to ignoring him! Some of his classmates had even properly interacted with him, mostly stemming from what happened on Monday. And although he mostly played it off and refused to interact with those people, he did interact with a few students who had also been picked on for having a weak Quirk, though he only did so because most of those groups had never bullied him, or anything like that. They usually just went about their day trying to seem smaller than they were, in hopes of avoiding being picked on which he understood.
He’d been able to practise his quirk as well as test some theories while at home, but he realised he would need more room for some of the more drastic testing. After a bit of research, he was headed to what might be the best place to discreetly test out his abilities!
Izuku continued walking down the road with his sword in tow, eventually arriving at an area covered in rubbish, “I assume no one comes here so I’ll just use this as training!” he told himself as he walked onto the sand. Once he found a relatively rubbish free area, he sat down and pulled out his notebook, planning on what to do as training.
He flipped through his notes, “No,” FLIP “No,” FLIP “Not got much time but I want to focus on Quirk training more than Physical stuff right now,” FLIP
“Ah! Interesting deductions Midoriya.” An unexpected voice called.
“ARGH!” he shouted, instinctively grabbing the Monado, “Wait, Alvis? You’re back!” he said once he realised whose voice he’d just heard.
Alvis hummed quietly before responding, “Yes Midoriya, It’s been a while. I thought I’d check up on your progress in person, though I already see that you’ve got a few ideas and theories.”
“Yea, I’ve been practising a bunch with the Monado and my own powers recently. Though I haven't been able to do anything other than triggering Foresight, Ether seems to be quite fickle, and I haven’t made much progress with manipulating it. I have some theories based on various observations though and I was hoping to figure them out!” He replied.
“Well,” Alvis said as he sat down next to Izuku, “Ether is in fact very fickle. But that is to be expected when it is the foundation of all matter that exists. There is no danger of using it up, as the world simply replenishes its reserves. As for the specific uses, The Monado generally allows you to freely control the Ether around you, meaning you could reshape a landscape or create objects out of literal thin air, though that may be a bit advanced at the current moment. The Monado itself has a few specific tricks that anyone can use if allowed to hold the sword, although unlike yourself, the moment they drop the blade, so too will the abilities be halted.”
“Could you train me?” Izuku blurted out immediately, “Or at the very least give me a quick rundown on that last set of abilities you mentioned. Please Alvis. I still don’t fully understand your connection to the Monado or that man from the second dimension that you mentioned, Shulk I think, but you know so much and could help me out and-”
“Calm yourself Midoriya, remember to breathe.” The silver haired man cut him off and placed a hand on his shoulder, “I accept. Or at least, I will guide you along in the basics as well as offer advice should you ask during one of my visits. There will be a lot that you must discover by yourself, but I can still nudge you in the right direction.”
Alvis stood up and grabbed the Monado. “You are correct by the way, that man is called Shulk, and I shall show you one of the abilities that helped him along his journey. This is one of those easily available to anyone who wields the Monado, as despite the lack of aptitude with the blade when compared to Shulk himself, his mentor was able to make use of this ability. It should come almost naturally to you as it did Shulk. Could you please try and pick that up?” He pointed over to an abandoned sofa, it must have been dumped here relatively recently as it was still in surprisingly good condition.
Izuku looked at the man with some confusion at the request, “There’s no way I can pick that thing up.”
“Have faith in me Midoriya, this will help you understand the power I will teach you.” replied Alvis.
Izuku sighed as he stood up and made his way over to the sofa, “Ok, I’ll trust you.” He bent down slightly and lifted up. With both hands he was able to lift the front of it without much difficulty, though that quickly changed and he was forced to drop it back onto the sand.
“Good, now I will use the ability and I want you to try and lift it again.” Alvis said. Izuku watched as the man held the Monado in his hands, the weapon coming to life as it had earlier in the week during class.
The accents across the sword began glowing brighter as the blue blade of light formed, the whirring noise was audible and the light inside the blade turned a familiar shade of violet. The blue light of the blade soon followed suit, becoming the same shade of violet as the light in the centrepiece and a shape started to form inside the glass construct.
‘Kanji?’ Izuku thought as he watched the shape form. ‘It is! It looks like it says Power!’
His thoughts were cut short by Alvis pointing the Monado at him and shouting, “Monado Enchant!” before swinging the blade. Violet coloured Ether started to physically manifest and cover Midoiyas whole body like it did during the villain attack.
Without hesitating, he lifted the sofa once more, though he had underestimated the power behind the strengthening ability, as he almost flipped himself onto his back. He turned around and attempted to regain his balance while still holding the sofa, almost hitting Alvis as he did. “Sorry about that!” he called as he dropped the piece of furniture, the glowing aura around him dissipating.
“Quite alright Midoriya. So, this is one of the abilities, or “Arts” as Shulk referred to them as, that you should be able to use at your current level. It is called Monado Enchant and it allows you to gather a large amount of Ether and share it with other people in such a way that it strengthens them physically.” Alvis said.
“Wow ok, It seems like the abilities I’ve seen are more support oriented than combat focused, what are the specifics?” the teen asked as he flicked to a fresh page of his notepad and wrote down “Arts - Monado Enchant (力)”.
Alvis nodded, “The boost in strength is dependent on different factors. Number one, how good you are at Ether Manipulation. This is because you need to be able to pull lots of Ether together, imbue it with the ability to strengthen, and then apply it to yourself or another. If you struggle to handle the Ether then some may be lost along the way. Number two, your strength affects this ability. Basically, you can continue to gather as much Ether as you want but you have a limit based on your own strength. If you reach the limit and try to add more, it’ll just disappear. Additional things to know is that you need to focus to keep the aura on a person, you can ‘Enchant’ or boost multiple people’s strength, and that if you lose concentration or consciousness or the person you are boosting loses consciousness, the effect disappears.”
“Ok, is that all then?” Izuku asked as he finished writing.
“That is all I can tell you for now. Would you like to try?” Alvis asked.
Izuku nodded and Alvis passed him the Monado. Izuku felt the Ether flowing deep inside himself and activated the Monado, the sword responding and immediately whirred to life. ‘Ok, now concentrate Izuku! You know the blade allows you to control Ether as you want so just think about strengthening Alvis.’ He closed his eyes and felt out the Ether surrounding him. He felt the energy from the ground, the waters of the ocean and the life nearby. He tried to pull at the energy that was being expelled from these locations, pooling it together in the blade whose whirring was slowly picking up. He felt as some of the energy slipped, similarly to water slipping between his fingers although he was nowhere near his current limit.
Opening his eyes he saw that the light of the sword in his hand was gently flickering, blotches of violet mixing in with the natural blue colour.
“Focus Midoriya!” Alvis called.
Izuku tried to make the Ether flow through the blade and after a little bit of resistance, something clicked. He could feel the energy rush out from his control and into the sword, the Monado itself lighting up in a brilliant violet light. Before his concentration waned the greenhead looked at Alvis and screamed, “Enchant!”. A pulse of energy was emitted by the blade and the same kanji seen before formed inside the glass centrepiece, Izuku swung the blade and Ether pooled around the silver haired man’s body. “I did it!” Izuku shouted, though his head hurt a bit. The light surrounding Alvis flickered brightly before the aura of particles dissipated.
“Good job Izuku, though you will need to work on your concentration and being able to keep it up.” Alvis said as he approached Izuku.
The teen nodded as the pressure in his head seemed to lessen slightly, “Of course! I’ve only got 10 more months to figure stuff out and improve before the exam after all!”
Right there in the middle of that trash filled beach, Izuku Midoriya ̶[t̶o̶o̶k̶ ̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶s̶t̶e̶p̶ ̶c̶l̶o̶s̶e̶r̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶D̶i̶v̶i̶n̶e̶] began his journey towards heroism!
Notes:
Hi y'all back with another chapter!
So begins Izuku's training! I'm not gonna make this drag out as I really wanna get to UA honestly. Also,as the tags do say, Izuku doesn't get OFA so I really need to pick who gets it and if they get it anytime soon so that'll be fun.
Katsuki actually talks for more than a line here, hope his characterisation is decent in the scenes he was in, feedback is appreciated in this regard.
The green bean was ready to attack, it'd be a shame if the monado had some kind of... shackle... to to speak, that prevents its use against people directly or anything though.
And also another Monado art! Its one that Shulk starts off with when he gets the Monado in Xenoblade 1. Monado Enchant! In that game though, it simply allowed whoever was "Enchanted" to be able to attack Mechon, In here as there are no Mechon it simplly boosts peoples strength and possibly more once Izuku makes more observations.
I'm thinking of compiling information on Ether, Monado Arts and other general observations Izuku makes in this fic as a seperate thing on here, let me know what y'all think of that!
With that, I hope you all enjoyed!
Chapter Text
“ENCHANT!” Izuku screamed as he rushed forward along a clear stretch of the beach, the Monado whirring loudly in his hands as the green haired teen was bathed in a violet aura.
Alvis raised his own weapon, a blue tinted claymore, and defended the attack. “Very good Midoriya!” he said as he pushed the green haired teen back. “You’ve gotten rather good at summoning the necessary Ether as well as keeping it up after being attacked.” The silver haired man pushed himself forward and slashed at Izuku, only for him to miss as the teen dodged to the side and dished out an attack of his own.
“Enough!” Alvis shouted once he realised that a hit had connected. “You landed a hit on me! Very well done Midoriya, although the strength behind it leaves a lot to be desired even when boosted by Enchant.” the silver haired man congratulated as he patted Izuku ‘s back.
“Thank you Alvis,” Izuku dropped his fighting stance and the Monado’s blade receded back into itself, “Though it’s still really annoying that other than being used as a blunt weapon, the blade is useless against living things.” He said as he scratched his neck.
Alvis nodded, reaching into a bag and passed Midoriya a drink, “Indeed, but it is something that occurred even when Shulk wielded the sword in the beginning.”
Izuku opened the bottle and drank a bit before replying, “How will I know when it’s possible to remove the limits?”
“Shulk needed to go and ask Zanza to undo the shackles for him, although at that time, Zanza was residing in the body of another being and wasn’t recognised as the god of the Bionis. I don’t know how you’ll awaken it.” Alvis said, a pensive look on his face as he seemingly stared right through Izuku.
Izuku sighed, he’d just have to rely on his powers with a heavily restricted Monado. “Oh well, it’s only month two anyway so i’ve still got plenty of time.”
“That is true. I believe that at this moment, we can begin focusing on something else as you seem to have a decent grasp on Enchant.” Alvis said, placing his sword down and taking out a drink for himself.
“Ooo! Are you going to teach me another Art? Or is it something else?” Izuku quickly muttered.
“No, you should try to figure out other Monado Arts by yourself. I intend to teach you more on the fundamentals of Ether and how you, as the wielder of the Monado, can sense and manipulate it.”
Ether Manipulation? The idea of it filled Izuku with excitement as he pulled out his notebook. “Have you come across any other observations lately Izuku?” The silver haired man asked.
Izuku nodded, finally finding the page he was looking for, “I actually figured this out a while ago and was meaning to ask! I found that Ether comes in many types, I guess the best way to describe them would be elemental. The main way I’ve picked them out from each other is through how they feel and look to me, through this I’ve found; Fire, Earth, Wind, Water, Ice and Electric Ether.”
Alvis nodded at Izuku, a slight smile that filled the Monado's chosen with pride. "Anything else Midoriya?" The silver haired man probed.
Izuku nodded, “Yea, I noticed that the Monado gives off a different kind of Ether. It feels weird but almost like a mixture of all the other types. There's something more to it though, I just know it!” he replied.
“Indeed, you would be correct in all those regards Midoriya, one of the defining aspects of Ether is that it is usually elemental. The Monado on the other hand, is as you described it, ‘a mixture of the other types’. Due to this fact it, and by extension you, can control them all with relative ease. A sort of ‘Master Ether’ if you will. Think of this ‘Master Ether’ as being similar to stem cells, as it can be turned into other Ether in much the same way they can be turned into other types of cell. The blade itself is predominantly made up of, and channels, a fairly rare type of Ether called ‘Light Ether'.” Alvis replied as he picked up the Monado. “Every living organism gives off Light Ether by the way, in case you never noticed the similarities."
Alvis took a step back and held the sword in both hands before activating it, the Ether channels lighting up vibrantly as he filled the sword with power. "As I said, the Monado’s ‘Master Ether’ will allow you to skip drawing Ether from your surroundings when you want to use a specific element, as it will simply become that element. That is something you must learn to do on your own though, as it is a good gauge of your growing aptitude with the sword, so for now, I will teach you to draw Ether from your surroundings and use it in combat.”
Izuku flipped through his notebook to a clean page and wrote down everything being explained to him, as Alvis moved towards a pile of rubbish. “Be warned, some types of Ether will come to you more naturally than other types so do not worry if you struggle, as you have already observed, Ether can be fickle. Now observe how one might use Ether in combat."
He swung the sword with one hand and a horizontal beam of fire flew out from it, burning a line into the waste, he raised the hand that wasn’t holding the Monado and water seemed to materialise from thin air, dropping onto the burning rubbish and extinguishing them while also being strong enough to chip away at the pile. He flipped the sword in his hands to face the ground and swung down, when it made contact with the sand, the earth beneath them started to shake which resulted in pillars of earth rising up high above the pile and crushing it slightly. Alvis aimed his left hand down at the pile of rubbish and the winds around them seemed to pick up, leading to many cuts being left on the items as though they had been struck by a flurry of invisible blades. The man ran up to the pile and thrust the sword in, resulting in an intense drop in temperature as Ice erupted out from the pile and covered the now mostly destroyed items in a layer of perfectly clear crystals. After jumping back slightly, he raised both hands into the sky, which darkened as clouds started to form above them, he brought down his hands and a barrage of lightning rained down upon the pile of rubbish, reducing what little remained of it to ash. Alvis turned to a new target and held the Monado in both hands. Izuku couldn't see what his pseudo-mentor was doing, but he could Feel some sort of presence above them shifting. After a few seconds, Alvis thrust the sword upwards and a single beam of pure light cut through the dark clouds that were still above them, striking the rubbish and pulverising it in one hit.
"Holy CRAP! WHAT WAS THAT!?" Izuku shouted as he began to scribble wildly in his notebook, "YouCycledBetweenEachElementInSuccessionButTheEtherWasGoingInsane! ICouldFeelItThoughAndWithEachShiftTheEtherChangedAnd-"
Alvis laughed quietly at Izuku’s rambling, the silver haired man couldn't spend too much time with Izuku but he'd started to slowly get used to his presence. "Now now Midoriya, calm yourself down there is one last type of Ether that is unique to you as the wielder of the Monado." he said as he walked up to an abandoned and derelict car.
“Annihilation.” he said quietly as he placed a hand on the wreckage and it was engulfed in a purple light before it dissipated, there was nothing left of the vehicle, and some of the sand had been erased too, leaving a small crater in the sand.
Izuku had stopped his scribbling to observe, but when Alvis had shown him this last ability, he had frozen entirely. “That felt like an inverse of the beam of light from earlier.” he managed to say.
Alvis nodded solemnly, “Indeed Midoriya, it is quite literally an inversion of Light Ether, afterall, what is the opposite of creation, of life itself, if not the total eradication of matter.”
The mood had shifted, Alvis once again donning a sort of blank stare that seemed to happen a couple of times since their first meeting, but the man shook himself out of it before Izuku could bring himself to ask more. “Come now Midoriya, I can explain each of those types of Ether and we can try to find the ones you already have aptitude with.”
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‘Six months left before the exam-’
“See ya Midoriya!” A classmate called.
‘Most of the rubbish is gone due to my training-’
“Midoriya!” Another classmate called out to him but he just kept walking, “Think he’d be willing to hang out?” She asked a classmate next to her.
“Nah, He’s busy training for UA isn’t he? I don’t blame him, his quirk came in recently but it seems to be useful.”
“Hell yea it is! I mean, remember how he dodged Bakugou’s attack? Or literally just the other day where he blocked him with that cool ass sword?” a third student replied.
Izuku continued on, one part oblivious of the amount of students talking about him, another part not wanting anything to do with his former bullies now that they all wanted to be his friend.
He thought he heard a whisper, accompanied by an indescribable swelling within him of anger, but it was brushed off quickly.
‘Alvis hasn’t come back since he taught me more about Ether and how to manipulate the base elements. I can pull Ether from my surroundings easily, and figured out how to convert certain Ether into some of the other types… Though I haven’t made progress with any type other than-’
As he exited the school and made his way across the courtyard towards the gate, his thoughts were unceremoniously cut off. “DEKU!” The familiar blond teens voice screamed as a fist swung out and missed its mark.
Izuku simply stepped to one side, his movements more confident as had slowly become the norm. “K-kacchan? You can do better than that!” Izuku mocked, though the slight stutter he still had when confronting his childhood bully betrayed how nervous he still was during these scuffles. “That didn’t even t-trigger a vision!” The followup statement wasn’t simply a show of bravado on the green haired teens part, he hadn't had a Vision since the first week that he'd had the Monado. Not that he hadn't tried to have some kind of Vision since then, but through testing and confirming with Alvis, it seemed that Visions would only occur when in absolutely unavoidable danger, and he would struggle to forcefully peer into the future more than his Foresight allowed.
Due to not being able to rely on Visions, he eventually realised that Quirks seemed to have an effect on the Ether flow around them. Or more accurately, Quirks were all Ether based in one way or another! Some more obvious than others, but all he had to do was concentrate on feeling out the differences to be able to tell when one was in use, and alongside his already developed analysis he could use the information to predict what the Quirk in question would be! Though he didn't know to what degree Ether and Quirks were connected and if the world that Alvis originated from had some sort of similar powers, just another question added to the pile for the silver haired man.
Ever since his 'Quirk' came in and he began to bring the Monado with him to school, Katsuki had made many attempts at sneak attacking him, though due to this last revelation, most of those attacks failed, and had stopped triggering Visions.
“Vision?” Katsuki asked as he let loose another explosion fuelled punch which was once again dodged easily by Izuku.
“AH!” Izuku clamped his hands over his mouth, “I said too much.'' He slammed his eyes shut and felt the Ether around him, ‘Not enough of that Ether, I’ll have to convert some.’ He steeled his nerves as best he could and felt the Ether flow from the earth itself as well as the plant life around them. Earth ether was the easiest to use for conversions, Izuku theorised it was because of how interwoven it was with life itself, as well as the fact that the Earth and plants were givers in various different ways! Whether through photosynthesis which gave oxygen, or the fact that from the Earth itself, life could sprout from seemingly nowhere, Earth Ether was easy to pull from and was abundant, causing no shortage around him when used up. Although actually using and manipulating Earth Ether directly was a whole other story, Izuku would not be making similar constructs to those he had seen Alvis make anytime soon
“Whatever!” Swipe “I don’t give a shit about your dumb fuckin '''Quirk''' anyway!” Katsuki shouted as he continued his attack. No one bothered to stop the two teens although a crowd had formed to witness yet another one of their fights.
Izuku felt another swell of annoyance at the comment about his Quirk.
”M̶A̶K̶E̶ ̶H̶I̶M̶ ̶P̶A̶Y̶”
“Fine, but just because you could afford to underestimate me in the past doesn’t mean you should continue to do so!” Izuku dodged another punch, “Besides, I already told you! I’m still aiming for UA and I’m not USELESS !” He jumped back and focused on the Ether he had been able to channel around him before bringing his hands together sharply. The moment they clapped together, the Wind Ether he had been manipulating was released. It wasn’t much, he had almost used it as Alvis had done to the rubbish when he’d first been shown the technique but he stopped himself, concentrating hard to topple the blond teen instead.
As the crowd around them started to whoop and holler at the latest of the green haired teen’s victories, Izuku slipped away to go and train. The moment he was out of sight of the school and fully certain no one would see him, the confidence he had started to build up when confronting Katsuki dropped, leaving him on the verge of a panic attack and trying to regulate his breathing. He had no idea where it kept coming from, as up until he received the Monado he was still a nervous wreck in those types of situations, but others had started to notice too. That might have been the reason a lot of others were trying to get friendly with him, now that he had confidence.
As he brought himself down from a full on panic, and continued on his way to the beach, he thought about how he had used the Wind Ether. “I’ve gotta get better at gathering and converting it.”
‘Four months left until the exam…’ Izuku thought as he flung a small sofa into a pile of other random rubbish in preparation for more elemental Ether manipulation training. He’d been physically training alongside his Quirk training and that had given him quite a big boost in strength and some muscle gain. It wasn’t too much, but at least NOW he looked as if he had actually trained for the exam. Plus alongside the helpful boost to his strength provided by using Monado Enchant, he was well above the average strength of most people his age, possibly even rivalling some lower end strength enhancement Quirks he’d seen around Musutafu.
‘Alvis hasn’t come back in four months. I've made progress with elemental conversion but I can still only use Wind Ether and Fire Ether.’ He thought to himself as he stepped back from the pile.
The violet aura around him dissipated and he began to convert some nearby Water Ether, courtesy of the entire ocean. Upon researching more about the world around him, he found out that in much the same way that the Earth gives near freely, the oceans did on a MUCH larger scale! and so he applied the same principles he did with manipulating Earth Ether, now being able to easily convert Water Ether if needed as long as he was near to a large supply, though he couldn't wait for the day he could generate his own torrents of water at will!
A brief image of revenge against Katsuki filled his mind, after all if the blond was drenched, he couldn't generate Explosions right? But his mind moved quickly to obfuscate the stray thought in favour of continuing to build up some Ether.
Once he decided he had converted enough, he put down the Monado to try and handle it without the help of the sword. Now, Ether didn’t really have mass per sé, however he found that when handling it, it felt as if he had some sort of weight within him. When using the Monado, the weight was usually negligible, he could easily ignore it as the sword seemed to bear most of the brunt. Just like Alvis had said, the sword facilitates his powers. When he handled Ether without the sword though? The same amount that could be felt yet easily ignored quickly became close to his limit. It would become almost too heavy to handle. As if it was slipping between his fingers and doing everything in its power to escape from his grasp. What little he was able to salvage and put to use in an attack would become slightly unstable.
As if to prove this point, after pooling together the fiery hot Ether in his hands in the form of a crude fireball and keeping it there as long as he could, he launched it towards the newly formed pile of rubbish. Unfortunately for him, Izuku lost control of the ball of flames and it erupted prematurely, leaving only a small burn mark on the closest objects of the pile where some of the flames had barely reached.
Izuku dropped to his knees quickly after letting go, the strain of using the newly developed control over a second type of Ether having taken a bit of a toll on him. ‘Ugh, I’ve gotta get better at this! Even if I’ve only got these two types of Ether they’re useless if I can’t even fire off one attack before dropping!’ he berated himself for his weakness. He didn’t have this bad of a reaction with Wind Ether but he didn’t want to just rely on that for the exam.
“Excuse me!” an unfamiliar voice called from behind him, causing Izuku to tense up.
‘OhGodI’veFinallyBeenFoundOutAndI’mGonnaBeArrestedForIllegalQuirkUsageOhGodOhGod’ Izuku thought, shaking slightly.
“Hey kid, you ok? You know you aren’t supposed to use your Quirk in public?” The voice said calmly as it approached.
Izuku turned around to look at the man who was addressing him, he was quite tall and was wearing extremely baggy clothing. His exposed arms were extremely thin and frail looking. Izuku shifted his gaze further up to look at the man’s face, his eyes were sunken and would have been completely black if not for the bright contrasting blue of his irises. The man shifted and Izuku flinched slightly in his panicked state, internally he still thought he was going to be in trouble and in his current, exhausted state it was all he could do.
At the unexpected reaction, the man pulled back a bit before reaching out again, “Easy kid, just wanted to help you up.”
Izuku looked back to the man’s outstretched arm, realising that it had been outstretched so that he could hoist himself up. After taking a few deep breaths which both calmed him down and dispelled some of the exhaustion he was feeling, he grabbed onto the man’s hand and was surprised at the sickly looking man’s strength. “Are you alright young man?” The stranger reiterated. His voice still in a calm and soothing intonation.
“Uhm, yes… ability drains stamina too easily.” Izuku managed to reply between breaths.
The man chuckled slightly, Izuku could tell that it wasn’t in a mean spirited way as it felt more like it had a twinge of understanding. The green haired teen wasn’t quite sure though.
The man coughed loudly into his hand and once he recovered, he continued speaking. “Well, as I said, you know you aren’t supposed to use your Quirk in public right?”
Izuku felt nervous once more, “Y-yes sir, I apologise.” he stuttered out, soliciting another laugh from the man.
“Please kid, don’t call me sir. Makes me feel too old! My name is Toshinori Yagi, please just call me Toshinori. No need for formalities unless you insist though.” the man, Toshinori, said.
“Ah ok sir... Uhm, Toshinori, My name’s Izuku Midoriya.” he said, keeping his head slightly lowered, “Uhm… am I gonna be in trouble for using my Quirk?”
“Hmm? Nah don’t worry about it kid.” Toshinori waved a hand in front of him, “It looks like you’ve been cleaning up this place and if all it takes is a bit of Quirk usage then who am I to arrest you?”
Izuku sighed in relief, “Thank you si- Toshinori, It mostly just started off as Quirk and strength training but quickly I realised that it could be a help for the community and it became another secondary goal.”
“Oh?” The man exclaimed, raising an eyebrow at the boy’s words, “So you’re training? You applying for a spot in a hero course?” he said.
Izuku nodded, “Yea! It’s always been my dream to be a hero and help others! I just have to get better at controlling my Quirk!” he pumped his fist in the air, his previous nervousness having quickly dissolved as if it had never existed.
Toshinori simply smiled at the boys declaration, “Well I’ll be following your journey to heroism kid, If you manage to clear this beach then it’ll be an amazing first step!” he replied with similar enthusiasm before checking his watch quickly and realising that he needed to get going, “I’ve gotta start heading off kid, ya know I used to come here when I had more free time back when it was completely clear! Knowing that you’re here doing what you can to return it back to its former glory, I think I may come by more often to check up on how you’re getting on.”
With that, the man walked away, leaving the teen to continue his training.
“And with this,” Izuku said out loud to himself as he held the Monado in one hand while his other was held open, aiming for the small pile of glass, old newspapers and some small ruined toys, “I’m done.” he sent out a quick blast of concentrated fire. It took him a lot of effort, but after some more training he had become able to manipulate the heated element easier than he had been able to 4 months ago, even if he was getting some help from his inherited blade.
He sighed and sat down on the now completely clear sand. He'd called Toshinori around an hour ago to tell him that today would be the last time he needed help with getting rid of some abandoned remains. The man had indeed come around many more times, sometimes to simply watch the teen work, other times he’d correct him on his form while he was training, he’d even helped come up with a bit more of a traditional training schedule! But one of the most helpful things he’d done was help Izuku transport items that were too big and those that could withstand many of his attacks.
Through that time together, they had gotten to know each other better. Izuku found out that the man actually worked at UA! Sure he was more of a general assistant than a proper teacher but it helped to explain the man's willingness to help. Of course, when Izuku found out, the first thing that came to his mind was fears of him actually having an unfair advantage over the others, thoughts of “What if he’s been training me to specifically succeed in the exam?” and “What if the other teachers find out and rule it as cheating?” had quickly taken over his usual thoughts but were just as quickly quelled by Toshinori who explained that he had no say in the acceptance decisions and wasn’t privy to what the exam would be.
Izuku felt a hand pat his back, ‘Must be Toshinori’ he thought, turning around only to be stricken with surprise. “ALVIS!” he shouted at the silver haired man that he hadn’t seen in about six months, “WHERE WERE YOU!? IHadNoIdeaIfWhatIWasDoingWasOKOrNotAnd-”
“Slow down Midoriya, I am glad to see that other than your general physique and improved Ether Control, you haven’t changed much.” The man said, a light chuckle escaping his lips.
Izuku felt his cheeks heat up a bit in embarrassment, “Well… I managed to clear the beach and get stronger… though other than a bit of control, I don’t think I’ve made much progress in unlocking any other set Arts.
Alvis pat his back reassuringly, “Do not worry Midoriya, you have made much more progress than you give yourself credit for, whether you see it or not. I am pleased, Shulk seems pleased, your new mentor that is arriving in,” He paused in thought for a moment, “around 20 seconds, is pleased but shall be absolutely ecstatic, and most of all, you should be pleased.”
Izuku looked up at the man that had appeared before him 10 months ago and had helped to rebuild his dream of being a hero and he felt a wetness in his eyes well up. Before he could break down into a fit of happy crying he heard another voice.
“Holy crap kid…” the voice said, trailing off slightly as Toshinori’s lanky figure appeared on the other side of Izuku, “You did it, you really did it.”
“I know, I’m finally here.” Izuku said, the tears finally breaking free and rolling down his face.
The trio stayed there for a bit longer, with Izuku introducing Alvis and Toshinori to one another before Izuku got a text.
Mum
M - IZUKU!
M - WHERE ARE YOU!?
M - THE ENTRANCE EXAM IS IN 4 HOURS PLEASE GET BACK HOME SO YOU CAN SHOWER AND GET SOMETHING TO EAT
Izuku put down his phone slowly.
“Young Midoriya? You ok?” asked Toshinori.
“Are you alright Midoriya?” Inquired Alvis.
Izuku’s eyes slowly widened, “I GOTTA GO HOME TO PREPARE FOR THE EXAM!” he shouted suddenly, grabbing the Monado and running home before he was late for the exam.
If Alvis noticed a sudden speed increase, or the beginnings of a faint blue aura surrounding the green haired teen, he didn’t mention it.
Notes:
Hi Y'all! Another Chapter here!
Sorry this took so long, It's not even really a long chapter, I just didn't know how much I wanted to show off the training to be fair.
Yes, i did basically skim through 10 months of training in a chapter and I apologise, other than ocassional sword practise and trying out his abilities there wasn't much I could think of for what he would have done.At the end of the 10 Months of training, I'd say that without using Enchant, Izuku is slightly weaker than he is in canon when not using One for All at 5%, this is mostly because here, the only type of strength training that he did was carrying heavy objects, whereas in canon he seemed to have done other types of training too. The only reason he isn't too much weaker is because of Toshinori helping him out a little bit, though not as much as in canon as he isn't preparing him to be a vessel for One for All.
Elemental Ether Manipulation! I wasn't sure whether to give Izuku that kinda power as it's definiitely more in the realm of Xenoblade 2, plus it's more Pneumas power, though i have an explaination for it! Basically, (i believe i've mentioned this) in this fic, Alvis is most definitely the Third Aegis Ontos. In my head I have this Idea where each of the Aegises have specific areas of strength, Logos is destruction, Pneuma can create new Ether (Which is how she changes her Ether attacks in game) While Ontos can manipulate Ether however he wants to. This is why it is specified many times in Xenoblade 1, as well as a few times here, that the Monado can shape reality to its users whim. For the most part, Izuku is converting the type of Ether around him into the types that he can actually use, which for now i've said are Wind and Fire.
Another note, yes... Izuku will come around to asking Alvis those questions i've mentioned here and in one of the previous chapters, such as the fact that Ether is affected by quirks, just an idea that i thought would be cool as many people in Xenoblade 1 can manipulate Ether even without the Monado, though to a much lesser degree.
Hopefully i was also able to convey how Izuku is trying to come across as more confident while it being totally false and basically not noticing how other people are reacting to the change
Anyway, i hope you enjoyed! Next time will be the entrance exam! Finally, it only took 2 unique fics and 1 rewrite to actually get me to write this part!
Chapter Text
[He was here. Finally, after all those years of dreaming and hoping for a miracle, he stood in front of the gates to his dream school. Sure he was still only here for his entrance exam and not as a student but he was here nonetheless. He had the familiar weight of the Monado slid through a makeshift sheath on his back, he’d had a shower, his mum had made him breakfast and nothing could go wrong!
Of course, that’s what he thought before his foot caught on a slightly raised brick on the pavement and he fell face first into the floor.]
Izuku gasped for breath and his eyes darted around quickly to find that he was still only just getting out of the train station near UA. ‘What the hell? Was that a vision?’ he thought as he began to calm down and realised that a few people his age, who were probably also heading over to take the UA entrance exam, were staring at him. ‘ That’s the first one in forever! God I didn’t even realise I was having one! It was the first one that was in first person too.’ he internalised as he approached the gate and paused.
He was here. Finally, after all those years of dreaming and hoping for a miracle, he stood in front of the gates to his dream school. ‘Sure I’m still only here for my entrance exam but I’ll be a student soon enough!’ he thought as he slowly made his way in. He had the familiar weight of the Monado slid through a makeshift sheath on his back, he’d had a shower, his mum had made him breakfast and nothing could go wrong!
Not this time at least.
He sidestepped the raised brick and glared at it as if it had tripped him up or something. “Dodged that.” He muttered.
“Dodged what you fuckin weirdo?” an unmistakable voice almost shouted from right beside him.
Izuku turned around, already knowing that it was Katsuki’s voice he had heard but wasn’t prepared to feel a hand push him back… his foot caught on the slightly raised brick that he’d been pushed back in the path of.
His heart and mind swelled with anger, but he was in a tough spot and couldn’t regain his balance in time. ‘Welp… this is it… I’m sure this isn’t a vision…’ he thought to himself as he mentally prepared to hit the ground.
Only, the impact never arrived…
“Are you ok?” a voice that definitely wasn’t Bakugo suddenly said. Now that he thought harder, Izuku knew he felt the moment Katsuki’s hand came off of him, but he also felt another tap too… one that was still on his back right now.
He opened his eyes and realised that he hadn’t landed on his face on the floor. In fact, he wasn’t even touching the ground at all! “WOAH!” he shouted as he began to flail around, each movement causing him to shift and pitch in the air.
“WAH! P-please just hold still a moment!” The mysterious voice called, “It’s my Quirk! I can’t keep you up for much longer and if you keep moving then when I release you you’ll just end up on the floor which we JUST avoided!” they said.
Izuku stopped all movement and looked in the direction of the speaker as he slowly began to correct himself in the air. The person who had helped him and saved him from falling was a girl, presumably his age and here for the exam, with brown hair in a bob cut. “Ok, I’ll let you down now,” she said, causing Izuku to focus back down onto the floor as he wasn’t sure what would come next.
The girl put all 10 of her fingers together and whispered a soft, “Release!” which caused whatever force was currently acting upon Izuku to stop and gravity’s effect on him returned, dropping him back onto solid ground. “There we go!” she said once he landed.
“W-wow, T-thank you! Your Quirk is amazing!” Izuku said.
The girl seemed to blush a bit before speaking, “Agh! D-d-don’t mention it! It’d be bad luck to fall right before the exam!” she said, laughing shyly before both examinees remembered where they needed to go.
“AGH! THE EXAM!”
“THE EXAM! LET’S GO!”
They shouted in unison before running towards the entrance together. Once there, they signed in and looked for the seats they were assigned to. “Ah, I’m Ochaco Uraraka by the way!” The girl beamed as she took her eyes from the board that was filled with names and seat numbers.
“I’m Izuku Midoriya! P-pleased to meet you!” He replied before returning to scan the list of names.
After a few seconds they both found their names and seats, “Found mine! I’m in row 20 seat 5, you?” Uraraka said.
“Ah, I’m in row 30 seat 1.” the green haired teen replied.
‘Uraraka pouted slightly, “Aww, I was looking forward to talking some more! Well, good luck on the exam!”
“You too!” he said as they began to part ways.
Izuku had to wait for another 5 minutes as more and more exam takers piled in. On the desk in front of him he had a label with his name, birthday, current middle school and an examinee number on it, as well as 2 black pens and a pamphlet on top that he had already read through at least twice. It detailed how the practical exam would work and on the very front, it told him which ‘Battle Centre’ he would be in.
Once what seemed to be the final students to arrive sat down, the lights in the auditorium dimmed and a singular spot light shone onto the stage.
“WASSUP EVERYBOD-AY!” a voice which Izuku immediately recognised called out, the Voice Hero: Present Mic walked out onto the stage at the front. “EVERYONE SAY ‘HEEEY’!” the pro cupped a hand around his ear to hear a response… but none came. “WELP, All COOL LITTLE LISTENERS, I’M HERE TO EXPLAIN THE EXAM! EVERYBODY SAY ‘YEAH’!” He called once more, hoping for at least some input.
Nothing once more.
“Wow tough crowd huh?” he sighed before continuing, “ANYWAY! THERE ARE GONNA BE 2 EXAMS TODAY,” The screen behind him lit up to show a multicoloured number 2 on it, then quickly shifted to show chibi versions of a few Pro Heroes; Mic, Midnight, Snipe and Ectoplasm to be more specific, sat at desks writing furiously while a chibi version of UA’s principal stood on top of a podium watching over them.
“THE FIRST ONE’S GONNA BE THE WRITTEN EXAM, boring I know, BUT IT’S ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY! ONCE I’M DONE HERE, THE PEOPLE AT THE END OF EVERY ROW WILL BE HANDED A STACK OF PAPERS THEY’LL NEED TO PASS ONTO THE OTHERS. AFTER THAT’S DONE, YOU’LL ALL GET A FIVE MINUTE BREAK FOR REFRESHMENTS BEFORE WE BEGIN THE SECOND EXAM!”
The screen changed behind him to show 4 images, 3 of which depicted a sort of robot with a number on their heads, either 1,2 or 3. The last image, presumably another number, was shadowed out.
“YOU’VE ALL BEEN ASSIGNED TO ONE OF SEVEN DIFFERENT BATTLE CENTRES AS STATED ON YOUR CUSTOM PRINTED PAMPHLETS! Ain’t that nice? IF YOU’RE SAT WITH OTHERS FROM YOUR MIDDLE SCHOOL, YOU’LL NOTICE THAT WE’VE TRIED OUR BEST TO KEEP YOU ALL SEPARATE FOR THE EXAM SO THAT YA CAN’T TEAM UP WITH PEOPLE YOU KNOW YOU WORK WELL WITH!” The Pro Hero continued to explain.
Izuku noticed Katsuki look over his shoulder at his pamphlet before whispering, “Fuck, looks like I can’t be there to see ya eat shit in person Deku.” Which Izuku promptly ignored.
“THAT’S NOT TO SAY YA CAN’T TEAM UP WITH OTHER PEOPLE IN YOUR BATTLE CENTRE, WE JUST WANNA SEE HOW YOU WORK WITH PEOPLE YOU DON’T KNOW! SPEAKING OF THE BATTLE CENTRES, EACH ONE HAS 3 FAUX VILLAINS WHICH WILL AWARD YOU POINTS GOING FROM 1 TO 2 TO 3 IF YOU DESTROY THEM!” The graphic on the screen shifted to show more chibi heroes, this time it was Mic, Vlad King, Thirteen and a man in a black jumpsuit with a white scarf wrapped around his neck that Izuku couldn’t recognise, as they fought against the three robots in a city as a much larger, shadowed out figure loomed over them in the background.
“EXCUSE ME SIR!” Another voice called. A second spotlight appeared out of nowhere to shine on a boy with blue hair who stood up with his hand raised into the air in one of the front rows.
“WE HAVE A MID-SHOW CALLER!” shouted Mic as he pointed at the boy, “EXAMINEE 7111! You are on the air, what’s your question?”
“Thank you sir.” the boy said as he lowered his arm in one, extremely stiff and almost robotic fashion before continuing. “You have mentioned multiple times that there are only THREE varieties of these faux villains, however in this official document that we have been given it says that there are FOUR varieties! Such a blatant error is unbecoming for UA as the top hero school in all of Japan!” the boy shouted.
“WELL WELL WELL! At least we know that y’all pay attention to the pamphlets, YOU ARE CORRECT LITTLE LISTENER! THE PAMPHLET DOES IN FACT SAY THAT THERE ARE ONLY THREE WHICH OFFER POINTS FOR DESTROYING THEM ! I WAS JUST ABOUT TO EXPLAIN THE LAST ONE!” Mic responded.
The boy didn’t seem to be too flustered by the answer, opting to bow slightly before apologising, “I am sorry for interrupting then sir! Please continue.” with that, he sat back down.
Present mic waved a hand in front of his face, “Nah don’t worry about it kid, information is an important part of being a hero so if this was a debrief for a raid then you’d be totally justified! ANYWAY! NOW THAT THAT’S OUT OF THE WAY, THE FINAL ROBOT IS A GIMMICK! BASICALLY THERE AS A NUISANCE WHOSE ONLY PURPOSE IS TO DISTRACT YOU BECAUSE IT’S WORTH,” he turned back towards the screen behind him as the last robot finally lit up, revealing a big fat zero on its head, “ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! NADA! NUL! AS I SAID, IT’S JUST A DISTRACTION THAT YOU NEED TO SIMPLY AVOID!”
The screen shut off completely and the lights in the auditorium turned back on, accompanied by the groans of a few other applicants, pained by the sudden shift in light. “Now that that’s outta the way, the people at the end of each row, you should find a helper-bot there with a stack of papers! Take the top one and pass the rest on to the person next to you, so on and so forth.”
The papers slowly made their way across the row but when they reached Katsuki the explosive blonde snickered, “Yo Deku! Even the fuckin school knows that you should just give up and leave now!” the blond started laughing.
“W-what? Why?” Izuku stuttered out.
“No more papers in the pile dipshit that’s why!” Katsuki jeered.
As if on cue, Present Mic began speaking once more, “I’ve just been told that examinee 11879 needs to head to that door there,” Mic pointed to a door to his left, “Your test will be done in a separate room as the principal would like to speak with you beforehand.”
Izuku quickly looked at his card again, “Examinee number 11879, That’s me… oh god what’ve I done wrong!” he whispered as Katsuki’s laughter died down. He slowly made his way down towards the door, realising that all eyes were on him.
Present Mic seemed to notice this as he stuttered a bit and began speaking again in an attempt to take everyone’s attention off of Izuku, “Umm, other than that, If you have any extra exam help such as extra time, coloured overlays or the use of a laptop instead of doin it the old fashioned way then please exit from that door over there,” He pointed at the door to his right this time, “And you’ll be accompanied to your exam rooms!” He finished.
At that point, Midoriya had finally made his way down the stairs as other people began to shuffle out of their seats and he was greeted in the hallway by 4 people, 2 of which he didn’t recognise, one tall man with short black hair in a beige trenchcoat, one man with longer black hair wearing a plain black t-shirt and black jeans, and the 2 people he did recognise, a short animal in a simple black suit that he instantly recognised as the principal of UA who was sitting on the shoulder of Toshinori who was wearing an oversized mustard yellow suit.
“Good Morning!” the principal called, “You must be Izuku Midoriya correct?” He asked.
Izuku nodded quickly, “Y-yes sir,” he bowed down, “It’s a pleasure being here and getting the chance to meet you sir!”
The Principal chuckled quietly before Toshinori spoke up, “Now now Midoriya, don’t be so stiff! The stress could kill you before the exam!”
“That’s right, you have nothing to fear about being called out like this, it’s just a precaution we have to take for this exam. If you could follow me into this room right here we can get this started quickly and you won’t have to waste any time.” The principal made a motion with his hand that ushered everyone forward and they all went into the classroom that they were standing in front of.
Izuku sat down at the single desk that was there as the three adults each pulled up separate seats, with Nezu still standing on Toshinori’s shoulder. “Now then, I think some introductions as well as an explanation are in order. As you should know, my name is Nezu and I am the principal of UA and this is Toshinori who you have already been acquainted with for a while if I’m not mistaken, correct?” he asked.
Izuku seized up momentarily, ‘Oh God they know that I know Toshinori outside of here! They’re gonna kick me out before taking the exam in case I cheated aren’t they?” he panicked internally before nodding meekly.
Nezu clapped his hands together, “Excellent, connections are a good thing to have in this industry! I’d just like to reiterate something that I believe Toshinori has already told you. He has no say in who gets accepted or declined and he has no prior knowledge on the exam and as such, I want to reassure you and tell you that your connection to him is not why you are here.” This caused Izuku to breathe a mini sigh of relief before the principal continued, “Now then, this man is detective Tsukauchi,” he pointed to the man in the trench coat who smiled and waved at the green haired teen, “and this is Pro Hero Eraserhead, a fellow teacher here at UA.” The principal proceeded to point at the last man who simply grunted a greeting. If Izuku wasn’t as nervous as he currently was, he’d be gushing about having met such an elusive pro hero, even for underground standards.
“Onto business then! You may be asking why you are here Midoriya and sadly it is to discuss the possibility of cheating.” Nezu said bluntly.
Izuku’s eyes widened, “But y-you just said that my connection to Toshinori wasn’t why I was here!” he managed to splutter out.
“Yes, your connection to Toshinori here is most definitely not what we believe may have led to prior knowledge on what the exam was on.” Nezu continued.
Izuku pulled a confused face at that statement, eliciting a sigh from Eraserhead, “We mean your Quirk kid.” he said with a bit of annoyance evident in his voice.
“My Quirk? What do you me-” Understanding suddenly hit him, “Oh you mean my Visions, right?” replied Izuku.
“Yes, exactly that!” Nezu said enthusiastically, “It says here that your Quirk is called ‘Ether Manipulation’ alongside a description of this so-called ‘Ether’ and some abilities as well as a note that says these may change.”
“One of these abilities is stated to be ‘Future Vision’ am I correct?” The detective suddenly asked.
Izuku nodded and the detective did so as well.
“It also says here that you can’t trigger these visions on command, is that also correct?” Tsukauchi continued.
“Kind of,” Izuku said, “I found out my Quirk and developed that ability when I was attacked by the sludge villain that rampaged a few months ago, before the main attack that happened in town later that same day,” He looked down and held his neck with both hands while remembering the attack, he didn’t notice the adults turn to look at Tsukauchi who nodded. “During the attack, I was able to forcefully trigger a vision of what was about to happen but from then on, I wasn’t able to trigger them by my own will. They only ever occurred when I was in danger, and even then, only one or two times in the last ten months.” He looked back up and Tsukauchi nodded once more.
“Thank you for telling us that Midoriya, It must have been a horrible experience for you to have gone through. One more question, there was another future sight related ability, ‘Foresight’ it says here, could you explain how that works and what you see?” he asked.
“Sure,” Midoriya said, “I can see the immediate future of everything and everyone around me, I don’t actually think it can show me my own immediate actions because they would constantly change depending on what I decided to do based on the future events I saw. Though if it did work, I’d only be able to see what I would write down, not the correct answers unless that’s what I would have written down and even then, I wouldn’t actually know if it was correct.”
“Yup, it’s all true Nezu.” Tsukauchi said, causing Midoriya to be confused.
“Excellent!” Nezu replied, clapping his hands together once more, “My associate here has a Quirk that allows him to discern when someone is lying, I apologise for not informing you earlier Midoriya, but this also means that we don’t have any need for you Eraserhead!”
The man in question looked at the principal with annoyance and exclaimed in a very bored and monotonous tone, “Woo. I can get another 2 hours of sleep before the Practical Exam.” before slipping into a yellow sleeping bag that Izuku swore wasn’t there before.
The principal laughed before continuing, “Thank you again for your honesty Midoriya. Tsukauchi, Toshinori, you are dismissed, thank you for your help today. I’ll stay here and act as invigilator for the exam.”
The two men nodded and waved at Midoriya before leaving.
“Now then Midoriya, you have 2 hours to complete the papers. You may begin now.”
“Aaaand that’s the end of your exam Midoriya! Pen down please!” Nezu called.
Izuku closed up the paper and handed it to the teacher, “Phew, that was quite tough.” Izuku exclaimed.
Nezu started to grin in a slightly scary way, “Oh ho! Only quite tough? Looks like I’ll have to ramp up the difficulty next year then.” he said before laughing to himself and continuing, “Well you still answered everything so I wouldn’t worry too much, though I shall be marking it myself as I’m interested in your answers, especially on the more analytical questions as you seemed to be most in your element when you arrived at that section.”
“O-oh! W-well umm I just like to analyse s-stuff sir! It’s kinda been a hobby of mine since I was a child, especially when it comes to Quirks.” Izuku replied.
Nezu’s ears quirked up at this, “Hmm? If you have them written down I’d happily take a look. I must say, many heroes tend to ignore analytical thinking and rely purely on brute force with only a handful, including myself, focusing more on the tactical aspects of heroism.”
“Umm sure, I have one of my notebooks in my bag over there!” Izuku replied as he walked over and reached inside, pulling out his 13th notebook and handing it to the mammalian principal.
“Thank you Midoriya, If I have gone over this quickly then it shall be sent off alongside your results! Now hurry along! You don’t want to miss your break!”
Izuku nodded and headed out. Once he was out the door, Nezu turned towards Aizawa’s body, “You really made sure he didn’t use his Quirk for 2 hours Aizawa?”
The man shifted slightly and was quickly out of the sleeping bag, “Of course, you can never be too sure. Especially with the quiet and nervous types.” he replied bluntly.
“And the verdict?” Nezu asked.
“There was a slight oddity. You’ve read my notes and discussed with me, so you know that I can feel someone's Quirk when I use my own.” Nezu nodded at the statement, allowing Aizawa to continue. “There was a link there as usual, but it felt different to most Quirks. For now, I believe it’s just because of how broad a spectrum of abilities the kid covers. That oddity aside though, not once did he try to activate his Quirk, any part of it.”
The teacher got up out of his sleeping bag and made his way over to the principal before stopping in his tracks. “You mind if I read that too? I’m curious to see what kind of information and analysis the kid’s capable of, especially if its got you so interested.”
After a minute or so of walking around, Izuku finally found the lunch hall. It was mostly empty, but judging by the fact that many students were trickling in from the door on the opposite side of the room, it wasn’t about to be for long.
He walked over to a table where many cups of multiple types of juice and packets of biscuits were being laid out by some faculty. These were Pro Heroes and obviously, everyone wanted to talk with them and ask questions, leading to Izuku being pushed out of the way, with barely a chance to grab a drink.
“HEEEEY! IZUKUUU!” He heard someone call. Recognising the voice, Izuku turned around to see Uraraka running over to him with a wide smile on her face while waving her arm up in the air.
Similarly, a small, practised smile broke out on his own face as he walked over towards her too.
“Hi again, Gosh that exam was tough huh?” She said once they met up.
“Uh, yea! T-though I guess it could have b-been much worse right?” Izuku asked.
She put a finger to her chin before replying, “Mmm, I guess so. The regular school stuff was fine I suppose but when we were asked to analyse the function of those support items as well as how various heroes could use them, I was a little bit stumped.” The brunette continued as she led Izuku back towards the table to grab a drink and a packet of biscuits.
“Yea I get where you’re coming from. Support items are definitely not something that many people think about unless their Quirk specifically NEEDS one to function or if they’re applying for support courses. Plus it’s very specifically to do with the hero industry, so most regular middle schools don’t talk about them unless they specialise in D&T, Business or have some sort of pre-support course-esque class like D&T or engineering.” Izuku replied.
“Wow, looks like you did your research before coming here then! Though saying it outloud, it would be stupid if ya didn’t.” Uraraka laughed nervously.
“Umm, ha ha! Yea… It’s always been my d-dream to be a hero, so I put a lot of time into looking at most aspects of the hero industry! ‘Cuz of that, I’m not too worried about the theory, but the practical could be a bit of an issue.”
“You can say that again! Thankfully we don’t have to fight against actual people, even though I know we’ll have to in the future,” At that, Izuku reeled back a bit and Uraraka continued, “Although I’ll have to think creatively with my Quirk. Speaking of which, I never explained it! It’s called Zero Gravity. I can cause objects to be unaffected by gravity by simply touching the object with all five fingers, though small objects can still be affected with less than that. To cancel it, I just put all ten fingers together!” She said with a smile.
“Oh wow! That’d be so useful! You could help during disasters, carry people, throw stuff as far as you want, It’s great!” Izuku gushed over her Quirk, reminding himself to bring more than one notebook whenever he could.
Uraraka blushed a bit, “T-thanks! I’m aiming to be a more rescue focused hero, though I don’t really mind being in fights if I have to.” Once her blush settled she looked back at Izuku and asked, “So Izuku, what’s your Quirk? Is it to do with that fancy sword of yours?” she pointed at the Monado that was secured on his back.
“O-oh yea, my Quirk is called Ether Control. It lets me control a certain kind of energy to use in different ways, though there are some more specific abilities like future vision.” He replied.
Uraraka’s jaw dropped, “YOU CAN-” she cut herself off by simply breathing in deeply to calm down, shouting about it in a crowded space probably wasn’t the best idea. “Ahem. I mean, you can see the future? So what, you saw the results for the exam and you’re actually not too stressed?” she asked.
“W-what!? N-no! IWouldn’tDreamOfCheatingLikeThat!” He shouted, waving his hands in front of his face.
Although his shout was mostly drowned out by the others that were talking around them, one blue haired student in the crowd seemed to have heard him and straightened up, preparing to run over and confront the green haired teen. But before he could do so, “AAAAAAAALRIGHT LITTLE LISTENERS!” called Present Mic from his current position atop a table at the front of the lunch hall. He continued once everyone stopped what they were doing and turned his way, “SO! THE WRITTEN SECTION IS FINALLY OVER, YOU’VE ALL HAD A BIT OF A BREAK, NOW ALL THAT’S LEFT IS THE PRACTICAL! I HOPE YOU ALL REMEMBERED TO BRING SOME TRACKSUITS CUZ SCHOOL UNIFORMS AREN’T THE COMFIEST THINGS TO WEAR WHEN IN A FIGHT SO!” he pointed to the entrance of the cafeteria to his left where the other students came in from, Midnight was stood, “MIDNIGHT OVER THERE WILL TAKE YOU ALL TO THE CHANGING ROOMS! NO TIME TO WASTE!”
With that, everyone headed off in that direction.
Once they had changed, the groups of teens were herded onto some coaches based on the battle centre they were assigned to. Sadly, Izuku wasn’t sat near Uraraka who was sitting closer to the front of the coach.
Once they arrived at the battle centre, Izuku was shocked. ‘OH MY GOD! I know they told us that the centres would be modelled after cities but these are huge! How much must it have cost? Though I guess with Cementoss, forming the structures wouldn’t be too hard.’ He was suddenly brought out of his thoughts by a tapping noise on the window behind him, accompanied by a faint, “Come on Izuku!”
He jumped slightly, realising that everyone had gotten off of the bus and that Uraraka was waiting for him outside, “AGH! SorrySorry!” he shouted as he grabbed the Monado and sprinted out of the bus.
“Took you long enough!” Uraraka greeted him when he jumped off the coach.
“I-I’m sorry! B-but why’d you w-wait for me?” He asked.
She simply smiled at him and replied, “Cuz I’d say we’re friends now! Or close enough at least!”
Izuku blushed and smiled back at her, ‘FRIENDS! My first friend in years and It’s a cute girl! Wait no, don’t get distracted’ he thought.
The two teens walked into the fake city to find that everyone else was there, going through various warm-ups, preparations or just generally chatting with others. One boy with pale skin and white hair had been stretching and cracking the joints of his hands when he began to turn each finger into sharp looking claws. Another boy with shoulder length blonde hair seemed to adjust an odd looking belt with some strange lens on it that was around his belly. There was a girl with odd markings on her arms that looked like tattoos who was also simply stretching. And another boy who was making a beeline straight for Izuku and Uraraka.
“YOU THERE!” the boy shouted as he pointed at Izuku.
“M-me?” Izuku asked as he began to sweat nervously.
“Yes you, I overheard you mentioning cheating earlier in the dinner hall!” The boy finally arrived and now that he was here, Izuku was feeling intimidated. The boy was taller than Izuku for a start, AND he had quite a muscular build, especially on his legs. “I assume that’s why you were made to speak with the principal? It is very noble of the school to still give you a chance at entering though I can’t say I understand. If you are planning on cheating in this exam too by sabotaging others chances like this girls’ right here then I suggest you leave” he said.
There was a stunned silence for a moment, Izuku went red and realised that all eyes were on them, “I-I’m sorry b-but y-you’ve misunderstood…” Izuku quickly explained his Quirk and what the principal had done to test if he was lying. As the explanation progressed, more and more students turned away, clearly disinterested if there was no actual drama involved. The boy’s eyes meanwhile seemed to sink more and more.
When Izuku finished his explanation, the boy spoke up. “I apologise Midoriya!” He bowed at what looked like an exact 90 degree angle, “I assumed the worst and confronted you infront of everyone else when I should have simply confronted you privately, I am sorry.”
Before Izuku could reassure him, Present Mic was heard shouting in the distance, “GO!GO!GO! What? You expected a countdown? There are no fair starts in the hero industry, you just gotta be ready to go at any moment!”
Uraraka looked at Izuku, “Well. Good Luck!” and at that moment everyone rushed into the city.
Izuku was a bit shocked but followed suit, his Monado safely within his grasp. He ran in a slightly different direction to the others, hoping to find some more robots on the outskirts of the city. It didn’t take long to find a group of two 1 pointers and a 2 pointer. He concentrated and the Monado whirred to life, with a simple slash, he was able to cut easily into the 1 pointer so he aimed at the second one. The 1 pointers seemed to be barely equipped to fight, with no real weapons other than their arms which flailed around in an easily predictable way, but the 2 pointer was equipped with some simple guns that fired rubber bullets. A pellet hit Izuku in the arm and he winced as he gathered up some Ether, firing a ball of fire at the robot. “Alright, 4 points! Where to next?” he said to himself.
He looked ahead and saw multiple robots surrounding the student with the odd belt. The blonde boy was firing a laser from his belly through the belt, though Izuku could hear faint cries of pain coming from him as the rate and strength of the lasers seemed to diminish. Izuku rushed in as he saw a robot swing at the boy from behind, parrying the arm and slicing it off before stabbing it. At this point, the other boy was clutching his stomach so Izuku pulled him out of the way, cutting off the legs of the last robot so that it couldn’t escape and the weapons so it couldn’t fire them.
“You ok?” He asked the blond.
“Oui, It’s just that my tummy is hurting a little, I’ll be fine though. Merci monsieur” he replied as he stood up a little bit straighter.
Izuku nodded and ran away, as the blond teen was about to leave too, he realised that the last robot hadn’t been taken out and was still active. He blasted it with his laser, gaining another 3 points.
Izuku kept running through the city, chopping up some robots and helping a few other students along the way. He noticed one student surrounded by a few robots similarly to the blond teen earlier. This boy had black hair and his skin had a rough looking texture to it. He was surrounded by two 3 pointers and two 2 pointers, each one trying to keep its distance from the boy while pelting him with attacks. The boy wasn’t looking too good right now, he had fire from the 3 pointers hitting his skin and bullets from the 2 pointers doing similarly but he wasn’t getting many attacks in himself. The ones he did get in were doing some damage, but the robots just kept jumping away and attacking him more.
“Shit I’ve gotta help! He needs a bit more strength right?” Izuku said as he ran forward with the Monado out by his side in one hand. He brought together as much Ether as he could as he jumped into the fray. The Monado’s whirring attracting the attention of the robots as well as the black haired teen, “Monado Enchant!” he shouted as the blade of light took on a violet hue, he spun the blade and focused on the black haired teen as he became covered in the same violet aura.
“WOAH!” the teen shouted as he punched one of the 3 pointers, his hand bursting straight through the metal and sending the robot to the ground, “Ya gave me a Power boost? Aw yea dude, that shit is manly !” he called to Izuku, as a wild grin spread across his face and he hit his fists against one another.
“N-no problem! I’ll keep it up for about a m-minute and a half, should be more than enough time to destroy these!” Izuku answered back as he continued running.
“6 MINUTES DOWN, 4 MORE LEFT!” shouted Present Mic from...somewhere, Izuku wasn’t quite sure as he found his way into the middle of the city. It was mostly destroyed robots, though there were still some that were coming in from the outskirts in a final attempt to allow some people to gain points.
Aizawa made his way to the room that had been set up so the teachers could watch the prospective students.
“Hey Shota! Glad to see you didn’t sleep in!” Midnight teased as soon as he walked into the room.
He sighed in reply, “I may be tired all the time but I’m not one to be late, even if I had the chance to sleep in Nemuri.”
“Now now you two,” called the principal, “The students are starting.”
All the teachers in the room started eyeing up the monitors which would periodically focus on different students, though as one of the first year's homeroom teachers, Aizawa had a special monitor that allowed him to flick through at will.
He’d read a few of the files and had an eye out for a few students, not premature favouritism, these were students with a high likelihood of passing the exam… while also being the potential problem causers. Among them, he shifted towards his number one problem child, Bakugou Katsuki. Student at Aldera Middle school, fighting for top spot in exams with ANOTHER problem child, observed violent tendencies by his teachers but surprisingly no major incidents involving his anger. Aizawa was a bit sceptical of that last part but maybe the kid simply had a handle on his anger without lashing out at others. He’d need to look into that more.
His camera flicked over to battle centre D. Camera change, camera change, camera change and there he was, on a mountain of robot parts as he continued to blast them into pieces adding them to the pile. The kid had a wild, almost feral grin as if he’d been wanting to use his Quirk on something like this for ages. Aizawa noted down the behaviour. After pulling up a separate screen that was tallying the students points gained in real time, he saw that in just 3 minutes, the blond teen had racked up 30 points. "Brutally efficient, I’ll give him that.”
Aizawa flipped to another file, ‘Problem child number 2: Midoriya Izuku’. 3rd year at Aldera Middle school, fighting for top spot with Bakugo, a history of being timid and quiet which Aizawa himself had witnessed. Though there was one thing that was on his mind since he’d first read the file. Would he be over reliant on his Quirk? One of the kids' abilities was future vision for god sake! It’d be a hard power NOT to overuse, though after the Mini interview/interrogation he’d witnessed earlier, plus his own analysis of the boy during that exam, well it was safe to say that no… he didn’t over rely on his Quirk.
He flicked over to battle centre D and quickly found Midoriya’s location, “Currently helping another student. He seems to be more than capable of wielding that sword of his but we’ll see about adding weapons training to his curriculum.” he thought as he saw Midoriya leave after checking up on the teen he’d helped.
“Ah Izuku Midoriya, from earlier! Has he caught your interest Aizawa?” Asked Nezu from behind him.
“No, just making sure he isn’t just relying on his Quirk.”
Aizawa kept jumping from screen to screen, watching other possible students when he heard the announcement for the last 4 minutes.
Nezu chuckled ominously in the background as he pawed at a red button, “Oh ho! It seems like the right time to use this then!” He pressed the button and Aizawa turned back towards the screen, now was when he’d get to see who was truly worthy of earning the title of Hero.
Izuku was helping a girl back to her feet after one of the robots had taken her by surprise and she’d tripped, “Thank you!” she said as she rushed off.
Izuku nodded, noticing that most of the robots seemed to be destroyed. He sheathed the Monado and prepared to move to a new location for the last few minutes when the ground started shaking intensely. He looked back and saw it. A massive robot with the number zero on its head had emerged from seemingly nowhere and was on a path of destruction through the city. Izuku looked around and saw that everyone had started to run away towards the entrance to the city.
In that moment, he was overtaken by a blue light and the familiar feeling of a vision washed over him.
[He looked around, seeing that he was in a different location while witnessing a few other teens stumbling over and picking themselves up quickly, but what caught his attention was a voice. “HELP” The voice was familiar to him… URARAKA! Snapping his gaze over to the voice, he could see that she was stuck under a massive rock that had fallen on top of her. She attempted to use her Quirk on it a bit which lightened the load for a second before it fell back on her legs and she clasped her hands on her mouth. ‘She looks like she’s gonna be sick , but the real danger is the zero pointer! I don’t think I’m gonna make it!’ Blue light washed over him once more and he was back in his body.]
He turned towards the direction that Uraraka would be in and pulled out the Monado as he ran, “I won’t be able to make it!” he said.
“HELP!” he could hear her cry out.
His eyes widened and he blinked, the image of Alvis flashing before him. “Of course you will Midoriya.”
“I NEED TO BE FASTER!” he shouted, letting go of some pent up energy. The Monado whirred louder and Izuku felt a different kind of energy come from it. The blade began to turn a darker blue, though not as dark as the blue he saw whenever he had a vision, and a 疾 symbol appeared in the glass centrepiece, “Speed!” Izuku shouted, as the same blue Ether enveloped him. The increase in speed was immense, he zipped forwards towards Uraraka as nothing more than a blue blur and sliced through the rock, making it much more manageable.
He looked down at her after they both pushed the remaining rock off of her legs before he remembered why he had rushed over here. and sheathed his sword to pick her up. Concentrating on keeping the speed augmenting Ether enveloping him, he ran straight for the entrance, almost missing the final announcement.
“TEN MINUTES ARE UP! THE EXAMS OVER!”
Notes:
Hi Y'all! Finally here with the Entrance Exam!
It's in one chapter and I used it mostly as an excuse to show some more characters and some interactions so let me know what you thought of them!
It is a Muuuch longer chapter this time, though the practical doesn't take up that much time, 10 minutes isn't really a lot though.
SO! from the beginning! Izuku's first interaction with Uraraka has changed! A few fics that I've read that change Izuku a bit always seem to keep him tripping up as a constant (Not all though) and where that shows that even with the changes made, deep down it's still Izuku, I wanted to change it up a bit. He tried to avoid tripping, Katsuki came in and caused him to trip again, and that's when Uraraka comes in! hopefully it was done well!
Speaking of Uraraka, shes in this chapted alot, she found him interesting and has already started to consider him a friend, plus considering she had to travel and get an apartment near UA, I assume not many of her current friends may have gone to the exam, so she sticks with Izuku.
Izuku is a bit more confident here, which is how he's able to talk to her unlike in canon btw.
Theres plenty of Mic bein cool and Iida being a stickler for the rules here too, but I also wanted to talk about how hard it would be for schools to trust Izuku when asking if he saw the results in a vision... leading to more interactions.
Some (rightfully) suscpicious Aizawa and then we get to the Practical!
Here, Izuku can show off the fact that not only is he well equipped, but he's doin a lot better than canon Izuku was during his exam! He also gets the chance to help some future classmates! and yes, he did leave the last one alive for Aoyama on purpose.
More suspicious Aizawa and then the Zero Point Robot! He develops Monado Speed! another one of Shulk's Monado Arts! It may seem a little bit like asspull, what with him simply saying that he needs to go faster, but remember that Alvis said that the Monado acts upon the users will. So far, Midoriya has just been asking for help from Alvis to learn about how Shulk used it, and even if he's still finding similar uses to Shulk, the important part is that he's slowly learning them himself!
The symbol that appears in the Monado is "疾" which is the same symbol that appears on the Monado in Xenoblade 1. Thankfully, unlike Enchant, which was specific to the Mechon, I didn't have to change it! Apparently it was taken from "疾く" which should mean "Quickly or swiftly" Though correct me if I'm wrong, I lifted it from the wiki.
With that, please let me know if you're enjoying it, what I could improve on as well as any ideas y'all have (Especially if you've played the games)
Chapter 8: The Passage of Fate Continues: Exam Results!
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Nezu pressed down the red button that he held in his paws, any members of the faculty that hadn’t been paying attention to the screens so far all turned towards them now. “Let’s see how this year's examinees react.” Aizawa thought as he swept a lock of his hair out of his eyes.
On the screens, the teachers could already make out the growing rumbling of the buildings, though they knew it’d take a little bit more for the teens on the ground to realise what was going on. “Oh Ho Ho!” Nezu laughed, “Some students in battle centre A have already realised what’s going on.” He exclaimed as some of the screens switched over to show the faux city in question.
Aizawa sighed, “Simply knowing what’s happening won’t help them Nezu. The very moment that they sense something off, they should all understand. They were briefed about it earlier after all.”
Aizawa flicked through the screens a few times for each of the other battle centres. Students in E and C had realised what was going on but most of them had kept near the starting area so they weren’t going to be too affected by it.
“Right you are Aizawa! Ah, It seems that some of the other centres are getting affected too!” Said Nezu.
“Lookie here at all that chaos.” commented Snipe, pointing out the mass of teens running away from the gimmick in centre B.
“Poor kids, some of them are getting stepped on left and right!” Said Midnight, “I know we told them to avoid the thing but this behaviour just isn’t heroic!”
Around her the other teachers nodded in approval, there were many opportunities for the examinees to gain rescue points even if they had no idea that they were a thing but most of them seemed to be causing more damage and definitely increasing the panic.
As the rest of the cameras switched to other angles and battle centres periodically, Aizawa switched his personal one over to battle centre D as All Might, with Nezu back on his shoulder, walked over. “I’m curious to see how Midoriya handles this scenario,” the animal principal said, “I purposely set Centre D’s gimmick on a bit of a delay to give you some time to check on the other examinees and still catch his performance in particular.” Nezu said quietly as they approached.
Aizawa turned towards the small mammalian before answering, “Yea well I don’t really care about how All Might is considering the kid as a potential successor, I’m interested in how much he relies on those ‘Ether powers’ of his when under extreme stress. Most kids with strong Quirks immediately go nuclear the moment they’re pressed even a little bit.” Aizawa sighed, the principal knew he would nitpick so he may as well have something positive to contribute for once.
“Chances are he’s gonna have that sword on him no matter what, so I’m glad to see that he CAN rely on that, he also has a decent head on his shoulders seeing as he went out of his way to help others during the exam. But that still brings me back to his Quirk. I’ve seen plenty of heroes limit themselves because of their over reliance on their powers and choose to not train themselves and get killed because of it.” He turned back towards the screen before continuing, “Though you’ll be happy to know that so far I personally think he deserves a CHANCE at proving himself to me in person, but first I need to see if he has any control yet when under stress.”
All Might smiled widely and the principal chuckled before pointing to the pixelated form of Midoriya, the teens eyes having taken on a bright blue colour as he stood completely still for a few seconds after assisting a girl. “I’m happy to hear you have such praise for the kid and while i see your point about people being over reliant on their Quirks, we as heroes were given them to help people,” Midoriya’s eyes changed back to their natural green colour, no longer glowing brightly as his head snapped in a seemingly random direction that he quickly took off in, “and it seems that Midoriya here is one hundred percent willing to use his for that purpose, whether you like it or not.”
A new glow, completely undocumented in the green haired teens file, covered Midoriya's body and in less than a second, he had become a blur of blue shooting ahead, dodging students and jumping over fallen bits of buildings.
Uraraka pressed her fingers together, “Release!” she whispered as another robot crashed down into the ground. She panted heavily for a second and held her stomach with one hand, “That...That should be 27 points… I think.” She looked around and saw that there weren’t many more robots around her. “Mic’s announcement was about a minute ago so I should still have 3 minutes left to get points!” she said as she ran further into the city, hoping to find some stragglers.
That’s when the first shock hit.
The ground beneath her feet shook violently as cracks began to form around her. Looking up, she saw it. The monstrously sized Zero point robot.
“HOLY SHIT THAT THINGS HUGE!” She heard someone shout nearby as she turned tail and ran back towards the entrance. She was near the other side of the fake city so getting back all the way to the start may not be an option, but by then, the exam would finish and the robot would be called off.
Not paying enough attention, she tripped on a rock and fell. She grunted upon feeling the impact, the impact forcing the breath from her lungs. “NoNoNoNo gotta get up!” she said, but a sudden tremor caused her to lose her balance and fall down again, a sudden weight settling on her legs. She looked back at them to see a slab of cracked concrete weighing her down.
The realisation of what was keeping her pinned triggered the pain to cut through the panic and adrenaline and she screamed.
Tears burst from her eyes at the pain she was feeling as fear began to escalate within her, ‘Oh God I can’t die here!’ she thought to herself, the pain and fear making her forget that she was currently in an exam. As far as her brain was concerned, this was all real and she was in danger.
She threw her arms behind her and tapped the slab of rock, a faint pink glow encased it and lifted it a tiny bit, before dropping it again. She was on the verge of throwing up, now of all times! In a last ditch effort, she breathed in deeply. “HELP!” she shouted.
She witnessed some people run past her, completely ignoring the cry. Others that were further ahead turned around, but didn’t stop. She tried to lift the block up one more time, being able to turn herself around so she could push it away easier but to no avail.
As she had given up hope, she heard a faint whirring sound and someone running get closer and closer. A cloud of dust was kicked up and the weight on her legs seemed to be lessened. As the dust settled, she looked up to see who had rescued her and saw him. “Izuku!” she called out.
He was the same as before, but covered entirely in a solid blue aura with blue sparks arcing off of him occasionally. He was looking at the slab of concrete which was much smaller than before and seemed to have been cut clean through the middle. She made it weightless and pushed it off of her. Her saviour sheathed his sword and looked down at her, a reassuring smile on his face when something clicked in his body language and she suddenly found herself being carried in his arms, he held her head against him which confused her a bit until he moved. A new pressure pushed her into his body as the world around them blurred and they quickly found themselves back at the entrance.
“TEN MINUTES ARE UP! THE EXAMS OVER!” Present mic called and Izuku knelt down, letting go of her head and clutching his own as the aura around them dissipated.
Izuku clutched his head and held his eyes closed for a moment once he arrived at the entrance. Everything after he activated Monado Speed had been a blur, figuratively and literally as everything around him went a mile a minute, every aspect about him moving just as fast as his bodily functions adapted to the increased speed.
Once it was over, he had a headache and was feeling drowsy, “Did that accelerate my internal processes as well? I guess it might have if it makes me faster.” he thought.
“Izuku?” a voice called, pulling him out of his thoughts. Opening his eyes, he realised that he was still carrying Uraraka.
“S-sorry about picking you up w-without asking. Everything was going so fast and the robot was approaching and your legs looked like they were broken and OH MY GOD YOUR LEGS!” he shouted, if the two weren’t already being stared at by the other examinees, they were now.
Ochako laughed at his fast ramblings, “Don’t get me wrong, they hurt! But I think I’m in shock, and you speedily saved me so I’m extremely thankful!” she said.
Izuku smiled, “I’m happy to have helped, though you said you’re still in pain? I don’t think there's much that I can do to help.” As he said this, his grip on the excess Ether that he still had built up within him slipped as his mind lingered on his words. Suddenly, he felt a warmth in his hands and he thought he may have channelled some Fire Ether but instead he found a green light emanating from them, made entirely out of Ether.
“Woah.” Ochako breathed out as the light travelled from his hands over to her, the warmth following as well. Her injuries seemed to slowly heal, the cuts stitched back together, bruises that were forming simply faded away and she could feel the broken and damaged bones in her legs fix themselves which should have been a weird sensation, though there was no pain at all.
"I...I didn't know I could do that…" said Izuku, breaking the stunned silence between the two as the crowd of teens dispersed and an older lady approached.
"My My! That was quite the show! I wasn't aware we had an examinee equipped with a healing Quirk!" she said as she quickly gave Uraraka a once over.
Izuku just looked down at his hands before reiterating, "I didn't know I could do that…" eliciting a laugh from Uraraka.
"Well, whether or not you COULD do that, it seems the young lady is almost perfectly fine now that you DID do it, and other than a few scratches that I can easily patch up, you'll be fine," she said, just before planting a kiss on Izuku's forehead, the scratches he'd received soon fixed themselves.
"With that, you can head over to the coaches again." and she moved onto the next patient.
Izuku coughed nervously and began blushing slightly when he realised that he was STILL holding onto Uraraka which caused her to look at him with a confused face before she realised that she still had her arms wrapped around him. After pulling them away from him and shakily standing up, the two teens laughed and got onto the coach together, remaining in a comfortable silence brought about mostly by the fatigue of the exam.
Once they arrived back at the main UA building and gathered their things, Uraraka turned to Izuku. “Thanks again for saving me in the exam, here’s my phone number! We can keep in contact while we wait for our results!” she smiled at Izuku as she passed him a bit of scrap paper with a phone number on it, “Anyway, I’d love to hang out at some point and we can text each other about it later but I’ve got to head home quickly cuz I promised to skype my parents, see ya Midoriya!”
Izuku stood there at the front gate in shock as he clutched the scrap paper, “I-I-I got a g-g-girl’s number!” he thought, before finally snapping out of it and heading home.
1 week after the exam
“IZUKU!” Inko called as she knocked on Izuku’s door, “There’s a letter from UA! Also your friend is here!”
Izuku shot up from his bed, “THE LETTER FROM UA! ” he thought excitedly as he got dressed, stopping only to consider the last part of what his mother said, “Friend? But Uraraka’s back home with her parents for the results." He opened the door and walked out into the living room to find Alvis sat down on their sofa.
“Ah, good morning Midoriya.” called the silver haired man as he placed a cup of tea that he had been holding onto the table.
“Good to see you Alvis!” replied the younger boy, “What brings you here though?” he asked, taking a seat beside him as his mother brought him some breakfast.
“It just so happened that I was coincidentally in the area and thought I’d drop by, it also just so happened to be the day that your results arrived.” Alvis replied as he took a few bites out of a biscuit.
“... Right… well I guess it’s lucky that Fate seemed to bring you here then.” Izuku said as he picked up the parcel that was addressed to him. He sat still for a little bit, simply staring at it. It was completely white, except for the very front which had the UA crest drawn on it and the words ‘For Mister Izuku Midoriya’ printed in the top right corner.
“Well then sweety? You should probably open it.” Inko said softly. She had pulled a chair up to the sofa beside her son.
Izuku nodded and steeled his nerves, he gently cut the paper that covered the parcel in such a way that the front remained completely intact, and opened the box inside. There were a few things within it, including a stack of papers and forms, his hero analysis notebook and a slim metal disc.
Izuku picked up the metal disc to move it when the device suddenly came to life, displaying a hologram a few centimetres in the air above it. “Whoa!” Izuku shouted as he dropped the disc onto the table in front of him. On the screen, a recording began to play out of Principal Nezu standing straight with his arms behind his back.
“Greetings Izuku Midoriya! It is I! The mammalian principal of UA! NEZU! Under normal circumstances, I would not be presenting these, however due to our previous meeting and your subsequent performance on the exams, I insisted on recording your message myself!” the holographic form of Nezu shifted and a screen popped into view to his side. With a flick of his wrist, it came to life. “Now, onto the main purpose of this message, why, it’s your exam results of course!” The screen next to him displayed Izuku’s details; his name, age, Quirk, middle school and student number that was used in the exam, as well as some other data.
“Firstly, The Written Exam! Overall, you earned a score of 89%” Principal Nezu said, as the screen beside him showed a chart with the percentage Izuku had gotten, as well as the areas that he had dropped marks. “Overall, It was a magnificent performance! One of, if not THE highest score on the exam!”
“W-wow.” was all that Izuku was able to say, the UA entrance exam was always known for being the hardest hero course exam in all of Japan. Both parts of it, the written as well as the practical both held that title, so for the principal to have told him that he had been one of the top scorers? It was insane! He looked towards his mother who had begun to sob quietly at the praise her son was receiving, even she knew just how tough the exam would have been.
“I was originally joking when I told you that I should make the exam a bit tougher, but I’ve found myself seriously considering whether or not I should…” continued the pre-recorded Nezu, “Moving on, as you can see here, your general studies are where you got the majority of your points. However, you also managed to obtain many points in the more analytical portion of the exam. I would have been surprised had I not looked into, and subsequently binge read through, your hero analysis notebook. It was quite the read and I couldn’t bring myself to stop.” Nezu laughed heartily, “I thank you for lending me it. Up next, The Practical Exam!” Nezu shouted, the screen by his side changing to a stylised logo before showing clips of Izuku’s actions throughout the exam. It showed a few moments where Izuku had sliced through some robots and a few other clips of him being surrounded before quickly dispatching them, causing his mother to gasp and hold onto his arm.
“Not only did you do well in the Written exam, but you were able to procure a good amount of points in the practical! Totalling up the score you received from fighting off villains, we get…” a drum roll played as the screen started counting upwards quickly, finally landing on a number. “Twenty Four points!” called Nezu before his face shifted to a slightly more solemn expression, “Sadly, you barely missed the benchmark to pass the practical.”
Izuku’s smile dropped, ‘I...I failed? Even WITH my Quirk I’m just no good then…’
Inko hugged her son, “Oh, Zuku… Don’t worry, you still did great! You heard the principal praise you earlier right?”
The hologram Nezu continued on, a smile suddenly morphing onto his face, “However! What kind of HERO school would we be if we only considered villain points? After all, fighting the villains is only half the battle!” The graphic on the screen beside him shifted once more, cycling through numbers from 0 to 100 and returning back to 0 to begin the cycle anew. “That’s right! We weren’t just looking for Villain points! Instead, we also looked for rescue points! These could be earned through multiple methods! Such as:” he flicked his paw and the screen displayed a clip of Izuku running towards a blond boy, stopping the arm of a robot from coming down onto the unsuspecting examinee’s back, “Directly assisting another examinee!” a number 5 appeared in the middle of the screen before the clip changed to another one.
This one showed Izuku running towards a black haired student.
“Ya gave me a Power boost? Aw yea dude, that shit is manly !” the student called to Izuku, as he hit his fists against one another.
“N-no problem! I’ll keep it up for about a m-minute and a half, should be more than enough time to destroy these!” Izuku answered back as he continued running.
The clip paused, “Those with more support based abilities can gain them by boosting others!” The number 10 appeared in the middle of the screen before it flipped to another clip.
This one was of Izuku carrying Uraraka to the entrance, Izuku blushed as he remembered it and continued watching, a light spread from him to Uraraka and her injuries healed. “Healing others!” another 5 appeared in the middle of the screen once more. “And finally,” Nezu said, as the screen flicked over once more. This time, it showed Izuku as his head snapped to a seemingly random direction within the battle centre and he sped towards it. He was confronted with a colossal robot but he ignored it, in favour of rescuing Uraraka. The clip paused for Nezu to continue speaking. “Finally, the act of choosing to run in and rescue another examinee instead of fleeing to safety!” This time, a large number 30 appeared in the middle of the screen.
“Quite a show was it not?” Nezu asked before chuckling, “Surely, you noticed those numbers yes? Well, those were in fact the amount of points that a panel of teachers voted should be awarded for your heroic actions! These weren’t all the rescue points that you gained, however they were collectively added to your Villain points, bringing your total all the way up to!” The numerical graphic played again, this time shooting further than the original 24 and going all the way up to, “Eighty Nine Points!” Nezu exclaimed.
“WHAT!” Both Izuku and his mother shouted as Alvis simply sat back and sipped his tea with a smile on his face.
“As is customary for the Exam, we release the top 10 scores for everyone who gained a spot within the Hero course, so here they are!” Nezu continued, the entire hologram changing to display a sort of leaderboard.
10th place - Yosetsu Awase. VP: 50 RP: 6 TOTAL: 56
9th place - Fumikage Tokoyami VP: 47 RP: 10 TOTAL: 57
8th place - Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu VP: 49 RP: 10 TOTAL: 59
7th place - Ochako Uraraka VP: 32 RP: 28
6th place - Tenya Iida VP: 52 RP: 9 TOTAL: 61
5th place - Itsuka Kendo VP: 25 RP: 40 TOTAL: 65
4th place - Ibara Shiozaki VP:36 RP: 32 TOTAL: 68
3th place - Eijiro Kirishima VP: 39 RP: 35 TOTAL: 74
2nd place - Katsuki Bakugo VP: 77 RP: 0 TOTAL: 77
1st place - Izuku Midoriya VP: 24 RP: 65 TOTAL: 89
“FIRST PLACE!?” both Midoriyas shouted once more, with Inko fainting briefly against Izuku’s shoulder.
“That’s right!” Nezu said as he reappeared on screen, “From being unranked, to being on top of the leaderboard! All it took was some heroic spirit. With that being said, my closing words for you Izuku Midoriya is that you have been accepted at UA High. I expect great things from you young man! Enclosed in your parcel should be the acceptance papers that you must sign as well as papers for your costume which must be sent in at least 2 weeks before the start date. This is it! Welcome, to your hero academia!”
Notes:
Hi y'all!
What's this? An actual chapter? It's an update? AND it's not Improvise Adapt Overcome? Yup! That's right!
I apologise for the slow updates on both fics, lifes been really getting in the way recently lol.Anyway, let's go through the chapter then shall we?
Starting off! Aizawa doesn't want Izuku to be a one trick pony, he thinks that Izuku might rely soley on his powers (Even though he still isn't that good at using them) but is willing to accept that from what he saw of the exam, that Izuku's been training more than just them.
Yes, All Might is still considering Izuku as a possible candidate for One for All, buuut he won't be getting it! don't worry.
Uraraka verbally says she has 27 Villain points but later, it says she has 32? How is that possible? She simply miscounted lol, I don't blame her considering the exam she was in though.
I hope she doesn't come across too much as a 'Damsel in distress' cuz we all know that she is very much capable, I cant remember in the show if its shown that she tried to lift the block off of herself so i tried to show her attempts failing due to Quirk exhaustion.
Izuku healed her using 'Light Heal' It's one of Shulk's regular arts in Xenoblade and is Ether based, allowing him to heal himself/others! Izuku just came across it accidentally, much like Monado Speed.
Uraraka did give him her number, and the two do text in between the exam and the results, though they never really get the chance to meet. I had not planned on them really meeting and didn't think it was important to show them chatting, though it can be inferred by Izuku's comment about her being back home with her parents for the results.
some more Alvis, he's sipping tea because BRITISH... jk, just a morning thing tbh.
Nezu personally presents the Exam results this time, a fun little change!
Speaking of results, Izuku actually scored here! If ya went back and read last chapter, ya may notice that the amount of robots Izuku is shown destroying, doesn't match with his score, thats just cuz i didn't really show the whole exam lol.
Also, his RESCUE POINTS! I showed a few numbers in the explaination, but there were other times he was awarded rescue points which i briefly mentioned. the biggest change here is that in canon, Izuku got 60 RP for both destroying the robot and saving Uraraka, but here he only saves uraraka so i cut down the amount of points that he had.
Speaking of Uraraka, i cut the amount of Rescue points she got as in canon, she got most of hers for saving Izuku from falling to his death. I didnt wanna take em all away though so overall, she still got 60 points.
And yea, that's basically it! This chapter is O V E R, I don't know when the next update should be but hopefully its not too far away.
Hope you all enjoy!
Chapter Text
Izuku looked up at UA once more, finally taking in the sight without his own nerves interfering. The front gates were opened, although, there weren’t really any ‘gates’ per se. The giant walls surrounding the campus had an empty archway where the security system was installed, the floor in front of him a metal sheen that jarringly shifted to the decorated brick pathway he had almost become personally acquainted with on the day of the exam.
His gaze shifted to where he’d almost tripped and he spotted the offending brick still out of place. Daring him to make a fool of himself on his first day in view of many other students that were currently arriving.
He breathed in.
Took a step forward.
He tapped the handle of the Monado as had become a habit, to remind himself that none of the past year had been a dream. ‘Now I’d better get to class before I’m late!’
Ten minutes, a couple of autographs and a helpful third year hero course student later and he was here, the hallways were incredibly convoluted and Izuku wasn’t sure whether it was a security feature or something else entirely but he was finally here. ‘The size doesn’t help my nerves… but still... no use stalling for time, here I go!’
He flung the door open a little bit harder than he’d meant to before seizing up at the sound of a familiar explosion.
The room was half filled with students, with plenty of tables still left to fill up. Half of the students present were trying to get a good look at him, while the other half had directed their attention towards the explosion.
‘Of course Kacchan’s in the same class as me. I didn’t need a vision to tell me this would happen.’
“-O DIED AND MADE YOU KING YOU FOUR-EYED FUCK!?” shouted the blond, clearly knee deep in an argument with the blue haired boy from the entrance exam over something that Izuku had missed, though it couldn’t be too serious, this was probably an excuse to secure his place back at the top spot like in middle school.
Izuku sighed, preparing himself for the inevitability that was Katsuki Bakugo. A shout or an explosion was definitely coming, he knew from experience. Any second now…
“IT’S YOU! FROM THE ENTRANCE EXAM!”
…
‘That wasn’t Kacchan?’
“ Crap I didn’t get your name, Uhh… GREENIE!”
“GREENIE!?” Izuku repeated, the unexpected attention both confusing him and putting him on edge as he found the source of the voice.
Near the very back on the row of seats closest to the door stood a boy who was pointing right at him. He was taller than him, with plenty of spiky red hair and a similarly sharp set of teeth on full display thanks to the beaming smile on his face.
“Yea you! You helped me out in the entrance exam! Come on over bro!”
Izuku steeled his nerves and walked up to the redhead while ignoring the glare Katsuki was aiming his way, thankfully nothing more came from the blond as he dealt with the retort from the glasses wearing boy he was arguing with.
“Hey, I wanted to thank you for the last minute save during the exam my guy,” the redhead began as Izuku approached, his voice quieter than it was before. “I’m pretty sure if it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have gotten as many points as I did.”
“Uhm, w-well… I’m sorry but I don’t r-really remember you.” Crap, he’d already messed up. Surely he should have remembered someone he had helped out but the whole exam was a rush, overshadowed by the discovery of another Monado Art at the end.
Instead of looking offended by that statement, the teen in front of him simply burst into laughter. “Don’t worry about it bro! I did change my whole look so I fully don’t blame you dude.”
“Oh, is this the knight in shining armour you said saved you from that crowd of robots dogpiling you Kiri?” Another student stood beside the sharp faced teen.
Izuku looked toward the new voice and wondered how he hadn’t seen her standing there. Although she was looking in a whole different direction, the fact her skin was a bright pink, as well as her hair, should have at least caught his attention. ‘ Wonder if it’s a Quirk thing…’
“I-I wouldn’t say Knight in shining armour Mina!” The newly appointed ‘Kiri’ replied, an odd blush to his cheeks.
Izuku took the information provided and thought back to the exam. “Hmm… Oh wait!” he exclaimed, having remembered that there was a boy he had Enchanted after seeing him surrounded. “Y-you had black hair during the exam though right? I-is that what you meant by ‘Changing your look’?”
“Yea dude! Red’s such a manly colour, like my inspiration, Crimson Riot! The Manliest hero!”
‘Yup, definitely the same guy.’ Izuku thought, remembering how he had mentioned that power boosts were ‘Manly’ during the exam too.
The girl named Mina giggled at the boy's antics, “Yea Yea we get it Kiri! God you haven’t even introduced yourself yet and you’re going off about manliness!” She sighed as he also began chuckling before she seized the reins of the conversation. “My name’s Mina Ashido! And this Mineral Meathead’s Eijiro Kirishima, we went to the same middle school so naturally we’re stickin together here!” she said with a smile.
“T-that’s fair, I’m I-Izuku Midoriya.”
“Alright! The squad grows larger with you here Midori!”
“M-Midori!?” he squealed in reply to the nickname.
“Yea dude, Mina likes to give people nicknames, especially those with longer names, how’d you think I ended up as Kiri?”
“Oi! You say that like you hate the nickname. Or would you prefer JiJi-kun?” Mina retorted, punching Kirishima’s arm with no real strength behind it. “Besides! It’s a cute nickname! Like his hair! Soooo fluffy just like mine!”
‘C-cute!? Nope, this is too much interaction for me nopenopenope.’
“Pfft, ya broke him Mina. And for the record, no. I’d rather you not go back to calling me JiJi-kun, still makes me feel old! Just because my joints used to seize up and stiffen when I used my Quirk doesn't mean I was actually an old man!" Kirishima said as he clapped a hand onto Izuku’s back. “Ignore her advances Midori, she likes to joke around like that a lot. You’ll get used to it though! I mean, I-if you stick with us I mean.”
Despite the embarrassment from the nickname and Mina’s remark about him, Izuku shot them a smile, there was no ill will, no negative feelings around them. They saw Izuku and extended the metaphorical olive branch of friendship to him. It was so different from what he had come to expect from students that he was just a bit overwhelmed. “Yea, I think I’d like that, Kirishima.”
“Ah, Midoriya!” he heard a familiar voice call from behind him.
He turned around and noticed that the class had steadily filled up as he talked with Kirishima and Ashido, mini cliques already starting to form. As he scanned over the room he noticed a familiar figure, the one who had called out to him. “Uraraka! Hi!”
Mina and Kirishima had also followed the call, and Midoriya was too preoccupied with looking over the room to hear Mina whisper, “A fourth member appears.” with a cheeky glint in her eyes.
“It’s good to see you again! I’m sorry we couldn’t meet up after the exam, I thought I’d be able to stick around Musutafu a while longer but my parents wanted me back sooner than expected!” the brunette began.
“O-oh don’t worry about that. We still t-texted so it’s good to know there’s a friendly face around here!”
“Yea that's right, we-”
“Friends? If you’re here to socialise, then you’re not being serious enough about being a hero and I suggest looking into the gen-ed classes down the hall instead.”
All eyes were suddenly pulled towards the front of the classroom where another familiar face stood behind the podium.
“AH! Aizawa sir!” Izuku said, remembering the man from the entrance exam and having seen his name again on the forms Nedzu had sent him before the start of the year.
“Everyone find a seat, I don’t care where as long as you stick to them from now on and don’t cause a fuss in your lessons.” The man continued bluntly, ignoring Izuku calling him out.
There was a scramble as others that were standing up and sat on other desks tried to find seats near the groups that had already formed, Izuku shooting a look next to himself at a free seat on Kirishima’s left while Ashido took the seat to his right. Uraraka found a seat behind her.
“Hmm, it took you all ten seconds, that’s nine seconds too long...we’ll have to work on that.” The teacher sighed, “Well, let’s get started then shall we?” He pulled out a stack of U.A Gym uniforms from behind the podium.
“Everyone come up to the front and grab your gym uniform. It has your name and a number on it, remember that number. It’ll act like a personal identifier. Head over to the changing rooms and meet me at the track and field outside.”
“W-wait, sir?” Uraraka called out as Aizawa slipped inside his yellow sleeping bag. “Don’t we have orientation or something? Why are we going out to the track?”
Aizawa sighed again and rubbed his eyes. “Here at U.A we teachers get free reign on how we organise and teach our classes. During the time slot where you have me for homeroom or as a teacher, I can pick and choose what you do with total authority. In my opinion, the orientation is a waste of time as we’ll be reiterating what’s said there throughout the first week whether you attend it or not, therefore it’s more logical to me that we get straight to the lessons.”
“A-ah… That makes sense sir”
“Hm.” The tired man huffed lightly before laying on the floor and looking up at his class. “Oh, and by the way? You have 10 minutes to do so or you’ll be punished.” He rolled out of the room without further thought, ignoring the sounds of shouting and rushing behind him.
Notes:
Hello all! it's been... far too long since i updated either one of my fics. I think the last time i did this one was in 2019? I'm so sorry. life comes at you fast and hard lol. had so many issues, work, my old laptop broke and i lost motivation while saving up for a new one. not to mention the whole ass pandemic we've been living through. I hope you've all been safe!
This is a short chapter as izuku goes into 1-a just so i could get back into writing, though i don't know how regularly i'll be updating.
in here i introduce the idea of izuku having a slightly different friend group, while still retaining Uraraka as a friend. I also just really like Kirishima and Ashido's characters and wanted them here, i feel like kirishima would go out of his way to find the guy who helped him out, even just to tell him how manly he was lol.
a few changea from some canon events, here kirishima and ashido were friends for longer than canon, as i think it was stated that although they interacted, they only really got close in UA.
Bakugo did very much want to [literally] explode at midoriya, but iida was too in his face lol.
Ooo, also the class seating order will be slightly shifted but i havent really draw it up.
I wanted to set up izuku and urarakas friendship a bit more before getting to UA but honestly, with how i couldn't write for a while etc, i didnt know where to begin, so i just explained that she wasn't around musutafu long enough to hand out.
Anyway, i hope you enjoy! Here's hoping 2021 is a better year filled with more of these fic updates! [Also loved going back and re-reading peoples previous comments lol, it's part of why i managed to come back to writing in the first place]
Chapter 10: Testing Your Quirks
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
Aizawa looked over at the children in front of him. The same children that he’d be watching over for the next three years as their homeroom teacher. Well, for some he would. Or maybe none of them if they were anything like those slackers from last year he had to demote to gen-ed.
He caught a spry laugh from the pink girl with the acid Quirk; Mina Ashido as the file he’d skimmed said. ‘Hmm, if she isn’t careful with that happy go lucky attitude, she may be on the chopping block already.’ Although what little he had gleaned of the document had shown her to be physically capable, with a background in dance classes and gymnastics alongside the expected basic self defence training a lot of people went through at a younger age so maybe she might have a chance at staying depending on how she incorporated her Quirk into her style and how much control she had currently. Her written results certainly left a lot to be desired however.
Some more students trickled in, they weren’t late thankfully, though there was still about 3 minutes left for others to arrive. ‘Let’s see who’s just arrived… Todoroki, Bakugo, Mina, and Tenya arrived first. Hmm, I find it odd that the other recommended student hasn’t arrived yet- no, wait, there she is. Yaoyorozu, followed by three of the other girls. Is she already taking a leadership role? Logical, someone’s forward thinking. Speaking of the girls, she’s being accompanied by Jiro, Asui and Uraraka. Oh I almost didn’t see him there with them but Koda seems to have tagged along, though I don’t blame him, most of the other boys seem to be of the loud and rowdy variety.’ Aizawa noted to himself before seeing a quick flash of hand movement shared by Koda and Jiro, before the girl with the headphone jack earlobes turned to Yaoyorozu and said something, ‘Ah, Jiro knows JSL hmm? She should have written that into her application, unless it’s a recent development. She does seem a little rough along the edges.”
The teacher nodded sagely before a faint rustle in the direction of the nearby toolshed caught his attention, catching the tail end of a yellow pinstripe suit as someone clearly rushed to conceal themselves… he could FEEL the blood vessels bursting in his eyes out of annoyance.
‘Why the hell is he here!? He already gets to see the surveillance footage and end results for his succession project! What if he reveals himself or his emaciated form? And for the love of god, WHY IS HE WEARING THE SAME GODDAMN SUIT HE DID IN FRONT OF MIDORIYA!?’ he breathed in deeply and rubbed his eyes before exhaling quietly, marginally more calm than he was a few seconds ago. ‘You know what... it’s none of my business if the blond oaf reveals himself. He’s going to do it eventually. If he fucks up now, it’s not my problem.’
And with that, the final members of the class arrived, just in time for the alarm on his phone to go off.
Izuku came to a stop next to Ashido when he arrived at the track, he was one of the last few students to arrive alongside Kirishima who was dragging along two more of the guys they’d interacted with while getting changed. A taller boy named Sero, with shoulder length black hair, and HUGE elbows had come up to Kirishima and him as they were leaving the classroom as it turned out he knew the rough location of the changing rooms. The other boy, Kaminari, had shuffled his way into the group when, while changing, Kirishima had explained his Quirk after Izuku had asked him.
“So Kirishima, what actually IS your Quirk? I noticed you’ve got sharp teeth, s-some kind of residual shark mutation? And your hair! It’s SUPER pointy!” Izuku asked as they got changed into the tracksuits provided by Aizawa.
“Hehe, nah dude! Well… I don't THINK there’s a shark Quirk in my family… Nah my Quirks called Hardening! It ain’t that flashy, but it boosts my natural defences and makes me as hard as a rock!” The redhead replied, flashing a toothy grin.
“THAT’S WHAT SHE SAID!” another voice shouted over.
“Pfft, heard that one before.” Kirishima whispered as a hand landed on his shoulder.
“Welp, kinda HARD not to go for the low hanging fruit when it comes to jokes ya know?” the boy said as he approached Izuku and Kirishima, “The name’s Denki Kaminari, smooth dude, lady killer and all around cool guy, positively ELECTRIFIED to make your acquaintances.”
“Dude, you introduced yourself with the exact same pun to me,” Sero piped up from besides them as he pulled the presumably custom stretchy fabric over his elbows, “oh, and don’t shake that hand or you’ll be in for a SHOCK , he’s like one o’ those hand buzzers.”
“Wait, I did!? Fuck, I had a whole ass STACK of puns to pull out for introductions, uh, wait… I'm absolutely EC-STATIC , to meet you!” The boy put up a cheeky smile and popped a finger gun motion, waiting for some kind of response.
The other three just stared at him before Kirishima couldn’t keep up the stoic and unamused act any longer, and burst into a fit of laughter, quickly followed by Sero who kept up with the sheer energy emitted by the redhead, while Izuku just chuckled lightly.
“Bro that’s gotta be one of the cheesiest puns I ever heard, I’m Eijiro Kirishima, I’ll have to introduce you to Mina later, she’ll frickin LOVE your puns my guy.”
Izuku finished up his own round of laughs as he continued to get dressed, “I-im Izuku Midoriya.”
“Pleased to meet you two! Always down for friendship! Plus I need a new group to get some good old fashioned Shenanigans tm a-goin.”
Sero stopped laughing and blinked twice at the blond in an exaggerated manner, “...d-...did you just...say “trademark” out loud when you said shenanigans?” he asked.
Kaminari shrugged and smiled, “Hey, sometimes the brain does a funny but I forget to filter it out verbally! I meme y’all, best get used to it.”
Now the group of three boys, as well as Ashido who was being introduced to the new additions as well as Uraraka who had slowly made her way towards them, were standing together on the school's sports field alongside the rest of their classmates.
Aizawa however, seemed to have other plans. Ones that did not involve the students fraternising just yet.
The phone in his teacher's hand beeped and everyone's attention was pulled towards the sound as Aizawa spoke.
“Alright, good job on doing the bare minimum and getting here within ten minutes as specified. That time is only going to get shorter and shorter as the year goes by.” He gave a cursory glance at the students in front of him before picking out the one he wanted.
“Bakugo Katsuki, overall 2nd place in the entrance exam, student with the highest villain points at 77 total.” he called, as he pointed over to the blond.
Said blond glared at his teacher, an annoyed glint in his eyes. “The fuck d’ya want teach?” he called back.
Shota simply raised an eyebrow and sighed. This wasn’t the first student of his with an attitude and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.
He didn’t even bat an eye at the way he’d been talked to. “Number 1. Fix your attitude.” He replied calmly, causing Midoriya to react with shock which he barely caught and suppressed within the second. Aizawa slipped a hand in his sleeping bag and felt around for a second before pulling out a ball that had very clearly been modified by the looks of the wires and metal bits it had. “And number 2. Catch.” He threw the ball at the student who caught it effortlessly.
“Throughout your years in education, you all will have participated in a number of standard no-Quirks-allowed physical tests. Personally, I think those are illogical when they’re the only tests taken into account.” Now looking back towards Bakugo he asked, “What was your highest soft ball throw score Bakugo?”
The blond scoffed and replied almost immediately, his top scores memorised, “Heh, sixty-seven metres.”
“Not bad, but not your best. Do it again with your Quirk this time. Plus ultra and all that.” The teacher lazily fist pumped in the air at the school's motto.
Bakugo snarled before walking up to the circle drawn in the dirt, he looked at the ball in his hand and gave it a cursory toss up into the air before catching it again and adjusting his grip on it.
Slowly he pulled his arm backwards before his eyes sharpened and he flung the ball forward, an explosion propelling it further than it usually would while kicking up some dust.
“DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!”
After a couple of seconds, Aizawa spun his phone around to show the blond’s result, the screen read “705.2m”
Around him, Izuku noticed many reactions from their fellow students. Some looked on in silent awe at the ball being sent flying, others winced in pain at the noise created by the blast, Izuku included in this category mostly out of habit more than anything, he heard the blue haired boy who had accused him of cheating in the entrance exam complain wildly about how his cry had been “Unbecoming of a hero student of UA”.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned around to see that it was Mina, “That was AWESOME!” she whisper-squealed.
“Free reign over Quirk use during exercises? Awesome!”
“Ain’t it just, Sero? This is gonna be fun!” Mina replied innocently.
Her sudden squeal caused whatever tension the class had to disappear, replaced instead with whoops and discussions about how fun it was that they were finally testing out their current limits with their Quirks without being reprimanded.
Izuku himself was about to make a comment, mostly to himself, when he accidentally made eye contact with their teacher. Aizawa just stood there, face half hidden in his capture scarf as he was earlier, however to Izuku there was something that felt off. There was a shine in his eyes that hadn’t been there before, quite literally though, as the man's eyes were glowing red as he lifted his head.
“Fun you say. Really? YOU ARE ALL HERE TO LEARN HOW TO BE HEROES! DON’T TREAT THIS LIKE A GAME!”
The sudden shout shut everyone up.
“Real people DIE all the time in this line of work, the only way to prevent most of those deaths is to get SERIOUS . Out there, in the real world, everyone will be at risk of death, even you students!” Aizawa paused for a moment, looking off past the class in front of him with blank eyes as if remembering something before returning to his tirade, “so if I haven’t pushed that fact enough yet. Fine. I’ll start now. Softball throw, standing long jump, fifty metre sprint, grip strength, repeated side jumps, upper body training, seated toe touch, endurance running. All these are physical tests you will have done in school. Do them again to the best of your abilities. The person in last place will go home after this class, and you will not set foot back onto this campus again.”
The silence from the class continued, and a short boy with purple balls on his head started raising his hand in protest before he was swiftly cut off.
“I said this earlier and I’ll say it again, I can expel, I will expel, and I HAVE expelled as much as I see fit as that’s the power that the principal has given to us teachers, such as the entire class I expelled last year during this same test. Now, don’t disappoint me like they did.” Aizawa finished, giving them a second to take in his threat as a small robot brought him the ball that Bakugo had thrown, before calling up the next person on his list.
“Hanta Sero!”
The black haired teen swallowed thickly, “G-guess I’m up.”
“Thoughts and prayers bro.” replied Kaminari, seemingly the only person to so far break through the wall of stress their teacher had brought onto the class.
“Guys, d’ya think he was being serious when he said he expelled last year's class during this test?” Uraraka whispered, clearly scared to talk up incase Aizawa heard.
Kirishima, Kaminari, and Mina all shrugged, before turning to look at Izuku as the only one who hadn’t given an answer.
“I don’t know. B-but he said it so confidently, and d-during last year's sports festival they did only have a class 1-B but no 1-A.”
That information caused the group as well as a select few just outside them to grow even more stressed.
“Surely he can’t. It just ain’t a manly thing to do after we spent so long training to get here in the first place.” Kirishima replied.
They all looked up as Sero was finally taking his throw. The boy had shot something from his elbow and grabbed onto it, spinning around a few times before whatever was attached to the ball was severed, sending it flying forwards.
Izuku’s eyes sparkled with glee, for just a moment he’d discarded the previous mood and started theorising about what his Quirk was.
The group watched in relative silence as person after person was called up to throw, only really talking about the people called up and how they used their Quirks. Mina made a note of more people to mingle with before being called up herself.
‘I wish I had my notebook.’ Izuku thought to himself as he observed his classmates' quirks before he was brought out of his thoughts by a shout.
“Izuku Midoriya!” Aizawa called.
Uraraka tapped his shoulder, “You’re up! Want me to hold onto your sword for you?” she asked.
Izuku thought about it for a second before shaking his head, “T-thanks but I already thought of a few ways it can help me out.”
She gave him a warm smile and a guiding push forward, “Alright then! Good luck!”
“Yea man! Show Aizawa whatcha got!” Kirishima said as he and Kaminari gave a thumbs up.
He made his way over to his teacher passing by Bakugo who avoided looking up. Aizawa silently passed him the ball and motioned towards the circle where Izuku now stood.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, feeling out for the ether nearby. He was still stuck converting ether from other sources when he wanted to use the elements, he still hadn’t been able to access the Monado’s inert supply for anything other than his more specific Monado arts. He theorised that eventually, he himself could create Ether from nothing, but that was still far off.
A light breeze brushed past him and he latched onto it, bringing it back around and keeping it close before he pulled out the Monado and activated it, a few classmates reacting to the sword of light as it opened. He felt the Ether flowing through it and after a moment, he gathered up to his current limit, the blade and centrepiece turning violet.
“Monado Enchant!” he shouted as he became enveloped in the same violet light. Before he could start overthinking, he threw the ball up into the air gently to compensate for the strength increase he’d given himself. As the ball came back down, he swung the closed Monado like a bat with all his strength, shooting the ball up and forward with decent speed.
Now came the more finicky part. He stopped channelling Enchant so that he didn’t have to focus on two different abilities and kept an eye on the ball as it flew. As it began to dip, he pushed the wind he’d been keeping, towards it. This time though, instead of using it offensively to cut the ball as he’d been using it so far, he focussed so that the wind would push the ball forward and up again.
This had taken a bit of practice on his part, he’d done this accidentally to Bakugo, but that was due to his low power output at the time mixing with his spotty control. Changing his strength output while handling larger amounts of Ether was something he had sat down and tried with Alvis a few times after receiving his UA acceptance letter.
“You need more precise control, the control that is necessary to wield different Ether at the same time, or more of the same type will come naturally as you practise as you have been doing. But to obtain a finer degree of finesse, you will need to wield your Ether differently. Instead of cutting something, you should be able to use wind Ether to push. Instead of burning, fire Ether should be able to simply heat something up steadily.” Alvis told him.
“So instead of a focussed chopping motion, I should make the wind I handle push forward? More like a moving wall than a fine edge?”
Alvis laughed, “Precisely!”
After practising, Izuku had managed it… albeit only while wielding the Monado without any other distractions.
Before using the wind to his advantage, the ball seemed like it would barely cross 350 metres at best, but after the first push, it broke 400.
He used some more wind again, passing 450 metres.
‘I can go a few more times.’
500 metres
‘Again.’
525 metres.
‘Crap, that felt weaker, I can’t run out yet!’
He pulled as much wind ether together as possible, ignoring a yelp from behind as the previous breeze swelled immensely and rushed between his classmates. He pushed it all towards the ball, noticing the sand in front of him as it seemed to be sliced by the wind, and focussed on it not happening to the ball. He hadn’t looked up for fear of messing up, but Aizawa hadn’t made a comment so he must have been able to keep it under control.
650 metres.
Behind him, Katsuki started letting off a few small explosions, Izuku didn’t know whether it was to throw Izuku’s concentration off, was out of habit, or he’d realised how close the wielder of the Monado was getting to his own score.
Izuku smirked slightly, ‘I can test out that new trick then.’
He felt for the sparks and flames emitted by Katsuki’s Quirk while still handling some wind. They felt familiar, not because of any deep reason, like he’d become used to them after the years of bullying. No, they were familiar because at the end of the day, the explosions and heat that were created by Bakugo’s Quirk were the same as any old flame, there was nothing special about it at all! They generated Ether all the same, and Izuku was going to use it to help himself. A small part of him that he’d deny having, revelled in that knowledge when Izuku had first found that out.
He pulled, and heard a small sound of shock come from the blond as his quirk spluttered out. Before another blast of wind hit the ball, pushing it past 700 metres.
Izuku let the ball drop finally. Using wind to push instead of cut still didn’t come naturally and took a lot of concentration, not to mention the fact that there were still more tests to go, so he decided to put the Monado away and turn towards his teacher.
Aizawa nodded and turned the device around, “Seven hundred and twenty-five metres, well done Midoriya. You’ve currently got the highest score on the ball throw.”
Izuku smiled and started to step out of the circle as his little group clapped lightly enough that it didn’t catch their teacher's ire.
“ARGH, I CAN’T TAKE THESE SHITTY GAMES ANYMORE DEKU!” Bakugo shouted as he ran forward, his hands sparking at the ready.
Izuku flinched, before using Foresight to see what the blond would do. After all, teachers weren’t going to help him, they still hadn’t stepped in at Aldera even after he developed his Quirk. Not that he needed their help at that point.
He made to pull out the Monado… But he stopped his hand halfway up. His gaze pulled towards Aizawa, whose Ether form had lunged forward, followed shortly after by the real thing.
Within a second, the teacher had flicked his scarf out from around his neck and activated his Quirk, aiming it at Bakugo before wrapping the student up. “You will NOT use your Quirk against other students, am I clear Bakugo?” he shouted.
“C’MON TEACH, YA AIN’T ABOUT TO TELL ME YOU THINK THE QUIRKLESS FUCKERS LEGIT RIGHT?? THE SWORD’S A FAKE BOZO, HE CAN’T DO SHIT WITHOUT IT!” Katsuki screamed back with minor difficulty as the capture weapon had wrapped him all the way up his body, making it harder to talk.
Aizawa just raised an eyebrow and looked back at Izuku before sighing and flicking his wrist, forcefully untangling Bakugo in one move. The blond tripped over and Izuku wasn’t sure if their teacher had done that on purpose so that the Explosion user wouldn’t just resume his previous crusade towards him.
“Can you bring me your sword and take the test again Midoriya?”
Izuku sighed, “Y-yes sir.” as he did as he was asked.
“And you, Bakugo.” he turned around to the other student, “consider this your warning. Try something like that again and you WILL be expelled.”
“Hmph.” the blond huffed, but he returned to the class without causing more of a fuss.
Izuku pulled out the Monado and walked over to Aizawa to hand it over, but before he could, his teacher whispered to him. “You don’t have to retake it if you don’t want to. It’s hard to fake a Quirk, and even harder to fake the paperwork for it to be made official. Even if the sword WAS some specialist support item, it’s hard to believe it would do as much as your file says Midoriya.”
Izuku stopped for a second. Why did he want to repeat the test? Because Bakugo had caused a scene? No, there were other reasons to repeat it. “I-i’ll be fine sir. There is a difference in ability whether or not I’m using the sword, so it’s only f-fair that I try it without the extra help.” Yea, that sounded right. Though he also wanted to prove to his blond classmate that he could do it without the Monado too.
Aizawa shrugged nonchalantly, “Hmm, that’s logical. You can repeat the upcoming tests too without the sword if you’d like, but I’m not going to force you to do so. Also, thanks for letting me know that there are differences, we can work on improving your Quirk without the sword throughout this year.” his teacher said, sending Izuku off to retry the ball throw. “I just don’t feel comfortable sending you or any other kid out there if there's such a downside to their Quirks…” the man whispered, not intending for Izuku to hear.
The green haired boy stepped back up to the circle before concentrating once more. It took a little longer than before but a pulse of violet energy flashed over his body from his centre to his extremities, “Enchant.”
It definitely felt weaker than it had before, yet he’d pulled together as much Ether as he could handle without his sword. He breathed in and pulled his arm back, before flinging it forward and letting go of the ball. To his credit, despite the lesser power up, he still managed to throw the ball with a fair amount of force, causing someone, most likely Bakugo, to gasp lightly before going back to snarling quietly. At this point Izuku realised he’d always used his Quirk while wielding the Monado in front of the blond, and would have facepalmed at himself for indirectly fuelling the blonds crackpot theory, were he not concentrating on pushing the ball with some wind.
One push, 250 metres.
Second push, 350 metres.
Third push, his concentration slipped, resulting in an eviscerated ball.
He sighed before turning to Aizawa, his teachers expression a bit harder than it had been before, but he turned the phone to him, “Four hundred and seventeen metres, not bad Midoriya, though I want you to keep in mind that your score with and without your sword should definitely be closer than that if possible, keep that in mind should you remain enrolled here.”
Izuku felt relieved, nothing about that phrase felt like he was truly at risk of the expulsion, despite the slight warning at the end coming across harshly, so he let himself smile a bit. “Yes sir! Thank you!” he replied, quickly rejoining his group.
“Welcome back greenie! Good throws out there!” Sero said as he got back, calling him by the nickname he’d been inadvertently given by Kirishima earlier, causing the redhead to blush as he realised where it had come from.
“Hell yea bro! You still threw it hella far on your second go too, truly manly!”
“Yeyea you did! But why’d ya have to redo it? And what was up with the rabid pomeranian?” Mina asked, making Kaminari spit out the drink he was having.
“Uhh, there’s a b-big difference in how I use my abilities with and without the sword… Ka- Bakugo knows this, as we’ve known each other for years and called me out for it.” Izuku replied, it was technically true, though he didn’t want to tell them just yet that he’d only had the sword and Quirk for less than a year. He wasn’t Quirkless anymore, not technically, and late bloomers did exist! Just, no one developed them as late as fourteen, and he didn’t want these people to think he was defective because of it or lose them entirely! It had only been a few hours since he’d met most of them but they'd been so casual about it all! And honestly he didn’t want to lose this.
“Ah… so he's ~jealous~ that you could match his score at your current full potential and snitched.” said Kaminari, now that he’d recovered and came over to the group again.
Kirishima shook his head and tutted quietly, “That ain’t manly at all, bros don’t out other bros' weaknesses in front of others, it just ain’t right.” Mina nodded along to his statement, as did the others, which made Izuku smile some more.
Soon enough everyone was done with the ball throw, Uraraka had been called up next, scoring an infinity after 5 minutes of her ball showing no signs of slowing down or dropping in altitude. Izuku took note of his new classmates and their Quirks with each turn; a taller girl with black hair tied up in a ponytail unzipped her jacket and the barrel of a cannon seemed to come into existence from her stomach which she used to fire the ball, a boy with almost rock like facial features pulled out some seeds from his pocket and a bird from some nearby tree began eating them before the boy whispered something and it took off with the ball. Soon enough, Aizawa made a satisfied noise and the class moved onto the next event.
They were herded towards double 50 metre running lanes with a robot assigned to each one, Aizawa went on to explain that these would be done in pairs, though it wasn’t a race as the robot next to the lane would only start their timer when the student crossed the starting line.
“Simple enough, just run to the end and use your Quirk whenever possible.”
A blond haired student traversed the track in two bounds by shooting a bright and shiny laser from his naval behind him, though Izuku had heard him begin to complain about a possible stomach ache coming, Mina took her shoes off and glided across the floor as if she were on an ice rink. Before long, it was his turn once again… and of course he was paired up with Bakugo.
The two teens stepped up to the starting line and got into position, no words being exchanged, just the crackling of explosions from Bakugos’ palms and the soft hum of the Monado as Izuku prepared to use an Art.
“Monado Speed!”
He was covered in a blue aura now, as the familiar feeling of adrenaline and shakiness that came with the increased speed of this Art washed over him.
He’d asked Alvis about the details of the Art as they trained together on the beach. The silver haired man had told him that when Shulk used the art, it simply allowed for faster movement with a lower requirement of physical exertion. That made sense to Izuku, as using the ability didn’t make him any stronger than he was without Monado Enchant being active, though usually if something is moving fast, there tends to be more power behind it.
Bakugo tsked, “Fucker, why don’t you just EAT SHIT!?” he shouted as he let loose an explosion behind him and propelled himself forward. The blond landed and burst into a sprint without stumbling, clearly confident that he’d left Izuku to eat his dust when a flash of blue sped past him, kicking up dirt as it went.
“Three point nine zero seconds!” called the robot, making Katsuki look up. The blond was greeted by the sight of freshly kicked up sand dispersing, and the faint glowing blue hue around Izuku dissipating from around his form at the finish line, having been overtaken within mere moments. He let out a growl, followed by another explosion, crossing the finish line himself.
“Four point one three seconds!”
The other trials continued, Izuku using his powers to overcome each obstacle while continuing to make a mental note of the other people in his class and their Quirks. Some obstacles were easier to apply his powers to, such as the long jump; where he used Speed and a bit of a run up to build momentum before jumping more than halfway across the sand pit. Other tests he couldn’t really rely on the Monado’s help, like the endurance running as it would just deplete his stamina levels lower to convert and use Ether or another Art and they wouldn’t really improve his stamina levels at all.
Once the tests were all completed, Aizawa gathered the class back to the front of the field where they had initially met up. The teacher stood next to a thin, high tech looking screen that had been brought out without anyone noticing and clicked a button on his phone, causing the results to be displayed on it.
They very quickly showed the exact scores recorded for the tests before each students’ names were organised in order of best to worst performances.
“Probably calculated using the average place scored in each individual assessment when compared to other students' positions.” Izuku noted as he scanned the list of names.
1st Place - Momo Yaoyorozu
2nd Place - Shoto Todoroki
3rd Place - Katsuki Bakugo
4th Place - Izuku Midoriya
5th Place - Tenya Iida
6th Place - Fumikage Tokoyami
7th Place - Mezo Shoji
8th Place - Mashirao Ojiro
9th Place - Eijiro Kirishima
10th Place - Mina Ashido
11th Place - Ochako Uraraka
12th Place - Koji Koda
13th Place - Rikido Sato
14th Place - Tsuyu Asui
15th Place - Yuga Aoyama
16th Place - Hanta Sero
17th Place - Denki Kaminari
18th Place - Kyoka Jiro
19th Place - Toru Hagakure
20th Place - Minoru Mineta
“-gah!” Izuku turned to face the person who had just let out a choked sob. He shifted his gaze downwards to be able to see a shorter student with purple balls on his head crying as he looked towards the screen. “I-It’s the first day and I’m getting kicked out!? You… YOU CAN’T DO THAT!”
“Well I wanted to avoid making a scene about this but I can in fact kick you out, Mineta. In all honesty I was prepared to not kick anyone out, as most of you seemed to take it more seriously than my last class. You aren’t being kicked out of the hero course Mineta.” Their teacher replied.
The student, Mineta as Aizawa had called him, sighed in relief. That seemed to be the wrong response.
Aizawa gave a sadistic smile and continued, “Or at least, that’s what I had been prepared to say, had I not heard the choice comments you had aimed towards the girls. That’s no way a hero should behave, and as such I will be bringing this up with the principal. Sexual harassment is no joke Mineta, and you can still change. But until you do, I’m not having you in my class and even after that I might not welcome you back in later. Please, go to the principal's office and wait there. Your potential continued enrollment in this school is on the line, don’t make me regret being lenient on you.”
No-one in the class knew how to respond to that, though some of the girls were smiling at the consequences of the boys' actions being delivered so swiftly. Mineta himself didn’t know how to react, seemingly bouncing between a retort and accepting his punishment. Thankfully, he chose the latter, and scurried into the main building.
Aizawa sighed deeply, “With that out of the way, none of you are being expelled. I gave a little bit of it away there but full expulsion was never going to be my intention, instead I would have demoted you to general education until the sports festival and decided there whether or not you were taking it more seriously.”
The class breathed a collective sigh of relief and began chatting amongst themselves, earning another sigh from Aizawa. “This is the end of the first day, get changed and back into our homeroom class, you’ll find a curriculum packet there and you may leave as soon as you have it.”
The scruffy homeroom teacher watched his students walk all together into the building towards the changing rooms, Aizawa picked up his sleeping bag and made his way towards the tool shed
“So, Yagi,” he started, making the muscular blond man jump. Had he really not noticed the class leave? “Enjoy the show? There really wasn’t a need for you to be here since you get to comb through the recordings of the first year classes for your little ‘project’.”
“AH, Aizawa! Funny seeing you here hehe.” All Might laughed, “I just wanted to watch them in person you see, it’s completely different to watching through a screen and I can gauge their abilities better!”
“I understand that but why as All Might? What would have happened if you needed to run off? Or your time limit suddenly reared its head? Besides, Toshinori Yagi is a school teacher separate from All Might, so you could have even stepped into the lesson itself!”
Yagi cringed a bit as he was being scolded. It was a logical idea, as they usually are with Aizawa.
“And anyway, you HAVE a class with them tomorrow, there was literally no point to this.”
Silence followed from the number one hero as he pressed his index fingers together and looked down, looking like a kicked puppy. “I was simply too excited on my first day of the job.”
Aizawa sighed… No-one could stay mad at THE All Might… though he would try his damndest.
Notes:
Hello All! Once again, It's been... WAY too long honestly and I know I keep saying that I'll update more regularly but then don't and I'm really sorry. Life comes at you HARD sometimes. How have y'all been? so, the second full chapter at UA! give me your feedback, let me know what you think, Its tough getting back into the groove of writing and it feels like its drastically changed and I'm not sure if it's in a good or a bad way.
lot of character interactions here and yes, i am changing the dekusquad to be more of the bakusquad charactersd but we'll see how that progresses!
In other news, we are closing in on the USJ which admittedly is the part ive planned out most for both my fics so thats gonna be fun! Speaking of my other fic, I'm SO close to finishing a chapter of Improvise Adapt Overcome that I'm actually happy to publish, it's been ROUGH trying to write it. Although, it will be the first completely original chapter of the rewrite so theres that good stuff to look forward to!
I won't promise the next chapter of either fic is coming soon since it never ends up that way, but there shouldn't be too much longer for the next one.
Thanks for reading! Reviews appreciated and very much welcome!
Chapter 11: The Future Is Ours For The Taking. Remember that, Ok?
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
The rest of their first day passed by without further incident. No more surprise tests or anything of the sort. The little group that had taken Izuku in had stuck together for the remainder of the day and got to know each other a little better, with the green haired boy only giving vague details about his pre-UA life.
Just as they were all about to leave their classroom for the nearby train station, Aizawa walked into the room and approached their group specifically.
“Midoriya, the principal has asked to see you.” he stated, near emotionless, but he immediately backpedalled when he saw Izuku’s eyes widen. “It’s got nothing to do with the incident with Bakugo earlier, nor are you in trouble at all. It seems you’ve piqued his interest… though I don't know if that IS better than being expelled.” his message conveyed, the man walked out without waiting for a reply.
“Well that’s ominous.”
The group nodded along with Kaminari’s statement.
“You want us to wait up for ya Midori?” Mina asked.
Izuku shook his head, “D-don't worry about it, get home safe you guys. I don’t know how long I’ll be.”
It didn’t take too long to get to Nezu’s office, it was an important enough location that it was marked on the maps given to students AND it had signs pointing to it throughout the corridors, though Izuku swore it took him around in circles for a little bit.
The moment he went to knock on the door, it swung inwards suddenly, causing the teen to jump a bit before a familiar voice called out.
“Izuku Midoriya! Come in, come in! I’ve been expecting you.”
The room before him looked vaguely like his old principals office, in the sense that it had a desk and seats as well as a few filing cabinets no doubt filled with various official documents. But unlike the office at Aldera, the one here at UA felt… cosy, to Izuku. There wasn't much separation between the seat in front of the desk from the desk itself, there was a quaint coffee table with a teapot and two glasses as well as an ornate jar situated atop it and it was bordered by two comfy looking sofas. Izuku felt at ease the moment he stepped in.
“Don’t just stand there Midoriya, come join me here at the table.” Nezu continued, hopping off of his desk and scuttling quickly towards the sofas. “I hate working across from my desk, too official, too serious!”
Izuku nodded and followed the shorter mammal, taking a seat opposite him as he watched the principal pour out two glasses of piping hot tea and taking the lid off of the jar. “Would you like a cookie? I quite enjoy baking as a method of destressing, and these gingerbread cookies go splendid with the simple lemon tea I brewed for us. I find that the sharp bitterness cuts right through the monotony of early year paperwork and compliments the spices of the biscuit.”
“O-oh! Yes please.” Izuku lifted the tea to his lips and cringed mildly at just how bitter it was, but the warmth that spread through him and the way the gingerbread cut through it all, made him strangely relax.
The principal sighed, “Ah, that’s a reaction I love to see. Aizawa had informed me of how wound up you seemed during his tests, as well as what happened with Bakugo. Rest assured, we do not tolerate those sorts of actions, so if he tries it again, let us know.” Izuku simply nodded before the principal continued, “Down to business then. I’m sure you’re wondering why exactly I would call you in for a meeting after your first day hmm?”
Izuku nodded, anyone in his situation would be wondering about that, and although he had initially worried he would be in trouble for some reason or another, as had usually been the case at Aldera, Aizawa’s reassurance went a long way to dispel the feeling.
“Well, in truth this meeting would have happened a little bit later on in the year as I wanted time for you to acclimate to your new school environment. However, the more thought I put into it, the more I believed it prudent to talk to you as soon as possible.” The principal continued, “You see Midoriya, I’ve never had the pleasure of working with a Quirk that offers Foresight in quite the same way as yours does, or at least, in the way you described in your own notebook. The closest I’ve come is with Sir Nighteye, All Might’s old sidekick, however as far as he is aware, his visions are static and cannot be changed.”
‘Ah, it’s about my visions then, phew.’
“With that said, I want you to know that if you ever see anything in a vision that you think could directly lead to the safety of the school being compromised, I ask that you let someone know as soon as possible. I will be informing Aizawa as well as most of the faculty that you have my express permission to act in whichever way you see fit based upon the vision, and that based on its severity, you will have the highest authority in most situations.”
This… was not at all what Izuku was expecting to hear from the principal. The statement itself left the boy shocked for a moment, cup of tea raised to his lips as he processed what he had heard.
“B-but sir, I’m still in training! Surely the other teachers will be more than capable without giving me t-that amount of authority?” he asked, but the principal chuckled in reply.
“Of course they could, however if we could see a possible issue coming, then why not make use of that? Right? And I do understand your worry that you are still in training, and that you may be worried at the prospect of commanding others for the best probable outcome,” He continued, pausing only to take a sip of tea. “Which is why I have decided to give you extra lessons. We can start with analysis and work our way through planning and then the actual act of commanding.”
Nezu pulled out a stack of papers and Izuku took a quick look. Each one’s front page had the words “Lesson Plan” followed by what the booklet was made up of and Izuku leafed through a couple of pages. They were all filled with diagrams and hypotheticals as well as what appeared to be actual case files, all leaving Izuku a bit more confused as to what was happening.
“Admittedly, I had already thought to bring you in as a personal student after reading your analysis book, which I would very much like to skim through all your other ones when given the chance. Your analysis of people and their Quirks is extraordinary! And I’d enjoy shaping that skill to perfection, so that you may analyse opponents mid fight in a matter of moments! But, that is not the analysis I wish to begin at. Instead, situational awareness will be our first focus, as well as memory retention.”
“Wait wait sir I still don’t think I should be trusted like this, there’s so many questions I have! Why memory retention?” The inheritor of the Monado sputtered out.
“Well Midoriya, do you have any control during your visions?”
Izuku reeled back a bit in his seat, thinking back to his first vision with the Sludge Villain. He was certainly aware that the vision was a vision, but he couldn’t influence the actions of his future counterpart. He could however, see the villain as he approached, despite not having knowledge of him at the time, so he was aware of the goings on in his future vision.
A startling realisation hit him though, that very same day he had woken up twice right? At least he felt like he had. Yet in his first run through, he hadn’t been aware it was a vision, and during the second he had barely registered that something was off! How had he missed that? The same thing had happened on the day of the entrance exam! Though he had been aware enough that time to initially avoid the blasted brick on the floor.
He thought about the few visions that Katsuki had triggered as well and how they were in first person instead of the third person perspective of the Sludge Villains fight, relaying all of this information to Nezu.
“Just as I thought then, you retain some awareness of what happens in a vision while going through it, but you are booted from it as soon as it runs its course. Visions can last anywhere from a fraction of a second, to a good couple of seconds where you are out of commission. You have no influence over how much real life time you spend in them but it may be based on a ratio of Danger to Time shown. They can show you up to a few minutes ahead of where you currently are, except for that first one, which showed you almost a whole day’s worth…”
The principal continued muttering his own analysis of his abilities and Izuku marvelled at the sight of another person exhibiting similar behaviour to him, the principal noticed and his tail wagged a little bit, clearly amused. Izuku didn’t need to be convinced much further from there, and soon the conversation became about what days and times he would be studying with Nezu, as well as what the protocol for a Vision would be. Once it was all seemingly clarified, Nezu checked his watch and sent the boy on his way home, Monado in hand.
Aizawa stretched and checked his watch, 5.30pm. As was customary at UA, the hero course teachers involved with the first years would all remain within the school grounds and compile a document for anything they may or may not need to cover with the students assigned to them. The scruffy teacher was in the middle of writing up some issues he had noticed with one of his own when his phone pinged, and he flipped it over right side up to check.
A DJ, An Exhibitionist, And An Insomniac Walk Into A Bar…
Dj - Yo Sho! Dja reed the Email?
Exhibitionist - By the way in which you communicate,
Presidential Michaelangelo, One struggles to
remember that thou teacheth both English as well as our
ever so prestigious vocational writing course.
DJ - CAN IT NEM!
- Well did ya Shou?
Insomniac - Nah, not yet. Still going over my
first day report on my homeroom.
- She does have a point though.
DJ - Nt u 2!!
Exhibitionist - Jokes aside, Nezu sent
out an email calling the rest of us back in if
we could.
DJ - Smth 2 do wth 1 of yor kids
Insomniac - Speak of the devil, he’s just
announced it over the tannoy for me and
Vlad. He could have just sent
an Email like with all of you but no.
- I’ll see you two there in a bit.
Aizawa turned his phone screen off and stood up, stretching once more before popping his papers into a folder for transport before trudging off to Meeting hall 12. There weren’t actually that many Meeting Halls, but Nezu insisted that throwing around random numbers could come in handy if they needed to throw off an intruder. Aizawa insisted that it just made it more confusing for them, mostly because the number used to differentiate the rooms was changed at random each semester.
Along the way, he ran into Sekijiro Kan, homeroom teacher of 1-A’s sister class. They exchanged pleasantries as they walked, Vlad asking him if he knew what it was about.
“Apparently it’s to do with one of my students, us two weren’t sent an Email but Hizashi and Nemuri were sent one, I assume alongside most other teachers interacting with the first years.”
Kan let out an affirmative grunt as they arrived at the location of the hall.
Once inside, there were already a couple of teachers; Higari Majima who was still in the building apparently due to an over enthusiastic support student if his mumbled rambling was anything to go by. Ken Ishiyama was still here, most likely to fix some of the structural damages caused by the Third year students as they typically got right back into it at the start of the year. And finally, All Might.
Slowly, other teachers trickled in one by one, and Shota found himself flanked on either side of him by the two pests he accepted as his friends.
“Still no clue what this is all about huh Sho? Typical Nezu waiting for us all to be here for the meeting to start.” Yamada said dramatically, leaning back into a mock swoon only to be whacked in the arm by Nemuri.
“No shit Zashi, that's how a damn meeting works…”
The two balls of energy began playfully smacking one another as if they were still school children and NOT adults with full Hero Licences.
Aizawa just sighed and pulled one of his high calorie, caffeine infused juice pouches. At this rate, they’d sap all his energy before he had a chance to use it on a late night patrol.
Thankfully, he didn’t have to endure their present arguing for long as Nezu descended from one of his many roof tunnels and landed onto the head of the meeting room table.
“Now then, It is lovely to see you all, my wonderful employees!” The Mammalian Mix principal began as he looked over his assembled staff. “I’m sure that you are all wondering why I called you back in so soon for a meeting, especially since we usually hold our first one after the first week of school.”
The crowd of teachers all let out a mix of agreements as the principal continued. “Let’s not keep you all waiting then. As some of you may already know, we have a seer this year within the hero course. Mister Izuku Midoriya from class 1-A, for those that were not in the know.” The statement led to some of the teachers looking towards Aizawa, and though he hadn’t been prompted to do so, he spoke up, since Nezu seemed to have no intention of carrying on at the moment.
“Midoriya Izuku, his Quirk is Ether Manipulation. He describes Ether as being these particles that he can see, which are generated by every single thing around him. From plants, to animals, humans and even the ground itself, everything generates these. He can manipulate them to achieve a few different abilities, the most important of which, for this meeting at least, is his ability to see the future through the ‘Ether’.”
Nezu raised a paw, “Thank you for the explanation Aizawa. You’ve seen it in action, care to describe it for us?”
“Hm. We haven’t discussed it together yet. I wanted to let the first few weeks pass by before giving the students some one-on-one time or referring them to Inui, but something did happen today. When Bakugo made a move to attack Midoriya,” He ignored the sharpening of eyes and handful of sharp intakes of air, “he touched his sword and his eyes shone a bright blue. This was different to when he used his strengthening ability during the ball toss, or his speed augmenting ability, as those tend to coat the user in a coloured glow accordingly. Unfortunately, I didn’t notice this until I reviewed the footage afterwards. When his eyes changed colour, he moved to defend himself. At least, until he looked over at me. At this point, he dropped his Quirk and stayed put, allowing me to restrain Bakugo.”
The teachers shared a look between themselves as the Principal hummed. “That, I believe, is the ability he has named ‘Foresight’. Different from the ability of ‘Future Vision’, as according to Midoriya, it simply allows him to see the next movements of everything around him. It gives him an edge over his opponents by mere seconds but it is still an incredibly useful ability for one to possess.” everyone nodded at the statement, no one would deny that. “I had hoped it was a case of ‘Future Vision’ however the boy confirmed that it was indeed ‘Foresight’ during our earlier discussions. As for the specifics, we are here to discuss an update in our safety protocols.”
Aizawa’s eyes widened, of course, as Midoriya’s homeroom teacher he had already been informed on Nezu’s plan to have Izuku take the reins in do or die situations where his Visions flared. Though the idea of a student being in control scared him due to his past experiences, he was on board when Nezu had said he wanted to implement it after the second year sport’s festival. But that wasn’t happening now. The rat had fast tracked it by a year and a half.
“This wasn’t what we agreed upon, Nezu.” he objected, only to be met with another raised paw.
“I know Aizawa. I’m sorry I didn’t bring you into the loop, but fear not. I am not planning on bringing our original plan any further than the START of his second year.”
“Then why are we discussing it now at the end of their first day here?”
Nezu sighed, to anyone outside of the staff at UA it would be unheard of to witness it. The emotion felt incredibly human, and Nezu preferred to keep the cute cuddly animal persona up for the public. “I brought Midoriya into the fold early.” He said, continuing swiftly so as to not allow Aizawa a moment to jump in, “We agreed to bring this up during his second year so that he would have time to acclimate to the new environment, see how he managed with his current workload, and develop the abilities to lead naturally during the course of the year and a half. However, upon reading his analyses and having some time to think, I thought it best that he at least be aware that we plan to implement this.”
Kan decided to jump in, as the principal's focus had shifted almost entirely to Aizawa. “Sir, with all due respect. What exactly are you two talking about?” His question was met with the support of his peers as they each asked the same thing of the principal.
Before the short mammal could explain, Aizawa jumped in. “Midoriya’s Visions seem to be triggered when he is going to be in a dangerous situation. We were planning to implement a kind of early warning system where if he were to catch a Vision, depending on the severity of the situation and how long we had before it came to pass, we would allow him to take action in whatever way he saw best fit. Full permission to use his Quirk and also the ability to command over us if needed.”
The statement garnered a bit of a mixed reaction among staff. There were some teachers outraged that they would be putting a child in charge in dangerous situations, somewhere on board as they knew they couldn’t really argue with a Quirk like Future Vision. A handful remained silent, they weren’t keen on a first year doing this, but knew that the assistance would be good to have and would have been on board with a second or third year.
All Might decided it was best to speak up now, though he remained in his civilian form throughout. “I know this may not seem like the best idea. Believe me Aizawa, I do not want to put Young Midoriya or ANY first year into such a position of power.” Aizawa sighed and relaxed slightly, he had been ready to retort against the Number One if needed but perhaps the oaf had at least a single particle of sense within him. All Might continues, “The Principal has stated that he is simply bringing Midoriya into the fold earlier than previously decided, NOT that he is giving him all of these commanding privileges yet.” This silenced the voices of all the staff. They all respected Nezu incredibly, in fact, if you were to ask any of the staff or even the principal himself, it was that very level of respect that allowed them to call him out when they believed he had stepped too far. Many other people, even within the current government, would bend over backwards for the principal. But they also all held an even higher level of respect for the Symbol of Peace himself.
“Personally, I have a couple of reasons for not only trusting Nezu and Aizawa’s original plan to allow Young Midoriya to lead us if needed but also the accelerated rate that the principal has introduced the idea to the student. First of all, as you are all aware, I have had to take a step back from hero work. I didn’t NEED to use my new free time to teach instead of simply relaxing, but I wanted to help the next generation with their development first hand! When I made this decision, I knew that my lowering appearances would cause the crime rate to jump. Unfortunately, I assumed it would take at least a year before any noticeable change in the numbers, enough time for Midoriya to learn the basics of heroism and develop little by little before we allowed him the power to take charge in dire situations. I was too optimistic, as even though I was able to fast track my teaching degree with the help of Nezu here, and I was still active while doing so, the crime rate increased more than originally projected simply by my minorly lessened time as a hero.”
A few members of the staff clearly knew the numbers, as they didn’t act too surprised. Some of them didn’t though, and Aizawa could tell simply based on their reaction.
“For those that didn’t know, I actually happened to meet Izuku before the entrance exam. Do you know where he was?” Toshinori allowed a moment for any reaction, and when met with a resounding ‘NO’, he continued. “That young man was single handedly cleaning up the absolute rubbish dump that was Dagobah Municipal Beach.” Aizawa’s eyes widened a little and his full focus turned to Yagi. A few other teachers did the same, and it wasn’t surprising. Everyone knew about that Beach but at this point, there wasn’t much that could be done about it. Until about two or three months ago at least when people started noticing that it was suddenly spotless.
“I met him there, apparently a couple of months after he had a run in with that Sludge Villain that I, as All Might, rescued him from. He was doing some personal training he began after the incident, clearing out the rubbish. He met me in my civilian form and I found out that he was using it to train his Quirk. Of course, he worried that he would be arrested for illegal Quirk usage but I assured him I would not call the police on him.” The Number One wore a cheeky grin suddenly and bashfully scratched his cheek, “Of course, as All Might I paid a hefty sum for the land so that I could unofficially allow him to legally use his Quirk without issue before returning it to the public once completed, but the point is, he’s heroic to a fault! And once I learned of the specifics of his abilities and even assisted in his training, I was the one to inform Nezu!”
The hall exploded, partly due to learning about the child’s single handed heroic action that trumped what a lot of other students will have already completed, and partly at how casually All MIght dropped that he bought a whole communal BEACH.
“What was your point All Might?” called out Recovery Girl from right next to Nezu.
The Number One hero chuckled before apologising, “Right, yes. Ahem, this first point, was that him cleaning the beach, as well as the act of him running in to save a fellow student during the Villain incident, shows he CAN take initiative. He does need to be trained first before we give him the same privileges as us teachers when in moments of crisis, but I will personally vouch for the boy if needed.”
The teachers were chattering amongst themselves, Hizashi and Nemuri bickering and asking him questions but Aizawa kept his eyes focussed on Nezu and All Might who were whispering amongst themselves. If he had to guess, it was about whether or not All Might would inform the rest of the staff about the true reason for him becoming a teacher, or the fact that he considered Midoriya as his prime candidate for receiving his Quirk. Judging by how Nezu shook his head, it seemed that the secret would remain concealed for now.
“My second point may seem like a sudden turn towards the negative after such glowing praise. I know this, but I still want to present it to you all as I know at least some of you,” Toshinori locked eyes with Aizawa before continuing, “will find it to be a logical criticism yet may not have considered it to be a positive in Nezu’s favour. For all that Midoriya has seemed logical so far, he is still a child. Granted, he is training to become a hero sure, but he is not one yet. You all as long term teachers will know just how reckless students are, especially those that we are allowing to access their abilities. They haven’t learned yet, that sometimes you must rely on others as a hero, or that sometimes there is nothing that can be done in a situation or for some, that their powers are not enough. We all have, but we also all have at least one story from our childhoods where we thought ourselves infallible, or that we didn’t need to rely on others, that our powers would be enough.” Aizawa nodded, maybe he had judged All Might too soon, he seemed a lot more serious than he had assumed.
“With the fact that I am here,” Aizawa elbowed Nemuri sharply in the arm as she snickered due to Yagi spouting his iconic catchphrase out of costume, “the crime rate will continue increasing, and unfortunately, UA may have a target painted on its back due to my presence. It isn’t a matter of IF something happens, It's a matter of WHEN, and if it involves Young Midoriya enough to the point that his Quirk considers it dangerous enough to provide a Vision, I would rather he know we trust him enough with them to help us through whatever situation he has seen, and that he doesn’t just decide to deal with it by himself. If that means we inform him now, I think it’s perfect.”
Aizawa sighed, “The old tale of ‘How can people trust you if your Quirk effect is near invisible’, right Toshinori? Similar to when you started working with Sir Nighteye?” he asked the blond.
The man nodded sagely before continuing, “I do not want him to feel like we will not believe him, and so he doesn’t bother to tell anyone what he sees until it is too late, because then he will blame only himself if he is still not strong enough to change the outcome.”
The words carried a heavy weight that all the staff could feel radiating from the Number One. If they hadn’t been taking him seriously yet, they would have at this point. The meeting continued on for a few hours with no major objections as even Aizawa had to admit it was a sound argument. Nezu proposed plan after plan as various teachers amended them, refused them, or otherwise accepted them until they came up with a concrete plan of action should the future hold anything in store for them.
Notes:
Hi Y'all!
got another short chapter here today, it's a sort of transitional chapter honestly. I just want to setup the fact that Izuku won't need to skirt around Quirk Restrictions as much depending on the visions he sees, as well as what's to come.
Speaking of what's to come, the USJ! I'm writing up that little section now, so hopefully it'll be out soon.
In my new work; "Go Ahead, Try Me", I mentioned in the AN that i would probably put this one on Hiatus, and thats not a lie, but it wont be until after the USJ as i DO have everything planned out for that already and don't wanna pause this until thats written up!
In terms of progress for my other works...there is a little... I'm most of the way through writing the next chaoters for both of the other ones so keep an eye out for them!
Hope you guys enjoy! lemme know how it is in the comments, maybe go check out 'Improvise, Adapt, Overcome' or 'Go Ahead, Try Me' and let me know there too!
[Edit 30/05/23]
Hi Y'all. hope you're enjoying the read! As I said in a previous edit, I've been re-reading my work and fixing errors, streamlining parts and cutting others but until this point, they have all been relatively minor. This is the first, and maybe only, large change to the content i have already written before I start uploading new chapters as I originally didn't know how or where to slot in the staff meeting about Izuku's coming level of authority at UA. I really wanted to point out how HUGE the responsibility would be and how daunting it was but upon reading over it again, I realised that just having Nezu and Izuku talk casually about it had the opposite effect. I hope it is much better now!As an extra note, All Might casually mentions that HE saved Izuku from the sludge villain, and although I mentioned that Katsuki didn't remember Alvis, I never elaborated. But yes, this is not an error of somekind, this is meant to hint at just how strong Alvis actually is here, as he altered the event on such a large scale. All Might WAS still in the crowd of people watching the attack happen, but he never had that chat with Izuku that reinvigorates his view on heroism and so decided to leave it to the heroes on the scene, though that's not what he thinks happened after Alvis altered it.
Chapter 12: Battle Ready!
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
The next two days of school were… admittedly very normal for Izuku. The schedule they received on Monday covered their lessons one day at a time for the first semester, and although it said they would have a practical heroics lesson on Tuesdays, Aizawa had informed them that it would be skipped for this week to give them a chance to get used to the new environment they found themselves in. Instead it became a Heroic Theory lesson, as they simply went over some terminology that they would need to know further down the line. Now, on Thursday afternoon after their regular lessons, the class was filled with a near electric energy as the students settled in their still new environment, as they got to know one another. Quickly, they began to speculate what their first physical heroics lesson would entail.
Kirishima loudly proclaimed that they were all going to fight against some of the hero teachers which earned a bout of laughter as a few students, including Izuku, tried to think of how each member of the class would fare against various teachers.
“While amusing, such a suggestion would be rather far fetched for the first lesson of the year.” Yaoyorozu said, cutting through the excited conversations in their corner of the room. “I believe we shall be engaging in the basics of combat as a follow up to the basic tests we did with Mister Aizawa during our first day.”
Her reasoning made sense to the others, whose excitement calmed down substantially.
Izuku wondered who would be teaching their class though, every teacher so far had been a Pro Hero, with Aizawa handling their homeroom and theory lessons, Midnight covering Literature and Present Mic being their English teacher. They would probably be combat focused, unless they were starting off with rescue heroics, in which case it could be Thirteen today!
Izuku continued muttering as Kirishima, Ashido and Uraraka listened, before a voice coming from right outside the room interrupted them all.
“I’m.”
‘No, It can’t be.’
The door flung open to reveal an unmistakable form, towering over them all.
“COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON”
““ALL MIGHT!?”” shouted the entire class in shock as the Number One hero himself launched through the doorway, very much unlike a normal person.
The students erupted into excited whoops and cheers, Izuku even noticed that Bakugo had a shine in his eyes that he hadn’t seen in years! Though it was quickly covered up with a cough as he put his feet back up onto his desk.
The seven foot tall man struck a pose behind the front podium, “AHAHA HAA! INDEED, I AM HERE! TO PASS ON THE TORCH OF HEROISM TO YOU YOUNG ONES!” he said, voice booming and reverberating around the classroom as he fumbled with a remote that looked comically small in his hands. Finally, with a click, he pressed the correct button and the far wall opened up to reveal rows of briefcases nestled within it. Each one labelled with the student's seat number.
“TODAY YOU KIDS WILL BE PERFORMING YOUR FIRST BATTLES! I SHALL EXPLAIN FURTHER WHEN WE ARRIVE ON THE FIELD, BUT IN THE MEANTIME, YOU ALL WILL BE NEEDING THESE COSTUMES!”
Izuku, along with the rest of the class, wasted no time at all as they raced to grab them, almost missing All Might’s next instructions. “MEET ME AT GROUND BETA AFTER CHANGING INTO YOUR HERO COSTUMES!”
“Fuck yeah! Whoever made my shit needs a goddamn raise, these gauntlets look fuckin’ UNREAL!”
“I am, most pleased with my cape. Such revelry to be had.”
As various other students were marvelling at their finished costumes, Izuku still hadn’t opened his case. He was just too nervous. His mother had made him a jumpsuit in celebration of getting into the hero course, modified to be able to hold the Monado. And although he knew he would make a revision with a bit more thematic cohesion, he couldn’t bring himself to change it at this point.
He tapped the Monado once more to steel his nerves.
He reached for the case and the moment he made contact with its latches, everything around him froze. Kirishima stood still, posing in his trousers and sash.
Kaminari was frozen as he held a leather jacket out in front of him, earpiece already in place.
“What the-” Izuku managed to say, but was swiftly cut off by a voice.
“Izuku Midoriya, Monado’s chosen.” The voice said, seemingly from everywhere at once, yet there was no discernable source. It sounded familiar, and he scrambled to remember where from.
His mind brought forth memories of the day he had met Alvis, when he had been shown the creation of the second universe.
“Today, mankind moves one step closer to the divine!”
“Klaus? No, this voice has a slightly different tone to it, and Alvis implied that Klaus and his counterparts were killed.”
The voice continued, despite Izuku’s thoughts. “Talking with you has been a long time coming, and we will meet face to face soon. But for now, a gift. Alvis has said so many good things about you, and I cannot wait to meet. I’ve heard so much about this world of yours and its infatuation with ‘Heroes’, including your goal to become one.”
Izuku’s eyes widened as he reddened a bit at the thought of Alvs praising him, when he came to a realisation. “Shulk?” he asked the voice, yet it continued speaking, as if it were a pre-recorded message.
“I wish you much luck in your goal. Alvis tells me that you need some sort of costume, and though I have nothing exactly as extravagant as you may need, I have left you with some common clothes from my hometown. At one point in time, I left my home on a journey of vengeance with a similar set of clothes and they did well by me so I have left a set with you, in hopes that they aid you in much the same way.”
The Monado’s wielder opened up the case, seeing his mothers outfit at the top, yet under it, he found more clothes neatly packed.
“These are no ordinary clothes though, as we had many threats of our own to deal with, they are well armoured. Regardless, I await the day we shall talk face to face.
A pulse of Ether ran through Izuku, and spread throughout his surroundings, and the green haired boy felt as each individual atom began moving again. The sound of his classmates coming back.
Izuku looked back at his case and swiftly, yet still with copious amounts of respect, moved the emerald jumpsuit his mother had made for him out of the way so that he could see the clothes sent to him by Shulk.
Right at the top were a pair of shorts, they were covered in intricate designs and each leg was symmetrical. The base colour seemed to be a steel grey, but parts of the pattern were highlighted in red, as were parts of the other clothes it seemed. From within the shorts fell two knee guards with sturdy leather straps. They felt incredibly durable, and just to test them out, he activated the Monado and slashed both the guards and the shorts, revealing no damage whatsoever.
‘Is the material biological in nature? Perhaps Shulk has enchanted them in some way. He does know how to control Ether better than me, so that shouldn’t be completely out of the question.’
He continued rummaging through his case as some of his classmates began leaving the changing room. Next, he pulled out what seemed to be a black sweater with a red and white trim along with light blue highlights, he felt some Ether pass through him, and the blue in the sweater began to glow. Ether storage? Or simply Ether activated lights. His mind scrambled to think up how it could be used and he took out the final part of the outfit; a smaller, red vest with a hood.
Looking between the gear in front of him, and the gear he had been given by Shulk, Izuku had a choice to make. Which to wear? He thought for a brief moment, but in his mind he already knew which would be best.
“I’m sorry mum, this is just more practical I'm afraid. I’ll hold onto this though, maybe I can hang it up in my future agency after all!” he said to himself with a smile, as he scrambled to put his gear on. It all fit perfectly, practically tailored to his measurements! Although he noticed that there seemed to be no holster or scabbard for the Monado. He shrugged and went to grab the one he had been using until now when the Monado shifted towards him, Izuku jostled about, and a note fell out of an inside pocket of the jacket.
‘Izuku,’ the note read, in an intricately handwritten script. ‘I noticed you using a holster for the Monado the last few times I visited. I’m afraid I had forgotten to do so, but I should have mentioned that you can simply attach the disabled blade directly to yourself, with no external apparatus needed. Shulk described it as a form of magnetism, though unlike actual magnetism that requires the use of two opposite polarities, you will need to have the same “Polarity” as the sword itself. It shall be easier than the explanation sounds, so feel free to use this to secure the blade where you feel most comfortable.
I apologise for not bringing this up sooner, I thought it best to focus on general control as the first logical step in wielding the Monado, but Shulk has insisted I begin helping you discover tricks you may not see on your own.
All the best, Alvis.’
He put the note in his case with a smile, It made sense why the silver haired man would focus on control first. With a weapon like the Monado and the power to affect the world, that was important! Even though he was still barely mastering the elements at this point.
He picked up the Monado and decided to place it against his back, angled in a way that he could quickly pull it free while slashing in front of him should the need arise. With a simple thought, he felt the blade push into him, and he let go; the sword staying in place against him. He marvelled at just how simple the process was, before realising he was the last person left in the changing room, and scrambling out to join the rest.
“STYLE, and marketability, ARE THE BIGGEST FACTORS TAKEN INTO CONSIDERATION BY THE GENERAL PUBLIC. BUT I SEE YOU ALL HAVE A GOOD DEGREE OF PRACTICALITY WOVEN INTO EVERY SINGLE FIBRE OF YOUR OUTFITS. YES, THE CLOTHING MAKES THE HERO OUT THERE IN SOCIETY, AND LET ME TELL YOU ALL! THAT IN THIS VERY MOMENT, YOU LOOK LIKE TRUE HEROES!” All Might called down to the students as they came out of the corridor into Gym Gamma.
As Izuku caught up to his classmates, he scanned his surroundings in amazement. Gym Gamma seemed to be built like the fake cities used in the entrance exams, though at least one of them probably WAS Gym Gamma.
As he left the tunnel and he was bathed in sunlight, he noticed how his clothes felt almost like they were breathing, allowing air to circulate and avoid heating him up too much, which he was thankful for. The lit up pattern across his shirt dissipated and returned to being ordinary fabric.
‘So it is just lighting huh?’ He thought as he approached his classmates.
Out of the crowd, Kirishima appeared and snatched his arm, dragging him to the other side of the sea of students where Mina, Uraraka and Kaminari were waiting.
“Hey Midori! That your costume? At least Kaminari and that girl with the headphone jacks for ears aren’t the only two in a more casual fit huh?” said Mina as the boys approached.
He glanced over at the blond’s costume, part of which he’d seen earlier, but he hadn’t taken it all in. He had a simple pair of black trousers with white accents, a similarly accented black jacket with a white undershirt. Other than the earpiece and visor, he didn’t have any noticeable support equipment.
“Ah, y-yea. My Quirk should be quite versatile s-so I could afford to focus a bit more on style.” He said, despite knowing that he hadn’t designed it himself.
Mina seemed to dwell on his answer for a moment before shrugging, “Fair enough. Though I would have thought that with the whole sword thing, you’d have a knight motif or somethin’. Like Iida over there!”
Sure enough, the blue haired boy was clad in a full suit of armour with enough room for the exhausts protruding from his calves to jut outwards. From an outside perspective, the suit looked like it would become incredibly warm quite quickly, as well as cumbersome and impede the boys ability to move quickly which was counterproductive to his Quirk but Izuku already began to theorise what methods the support company in charge of the suit had taken to mitigate those weaknesses.
In fact, lookin around him at all his other classmates, he was doing the exact same thing for the majority of their outfits! He’d just have to remember his thoughts on the matter when he had his notebook later on.
All Might gave his signature laugh, having seemingly decided that the students had chatted and basked in each other's glory enough before he could continue his lesson. “FOR TODAY'S LESSON YOUNG HEROES, I PRESENT TO YOU A BATTLE TRIAL!” the Number One Hero said, flexing a little hand crafted board that read “Battle Trial” on it above his head.
The man brought it down and cleared his throat, eyes seemingly glued to the back of the board as he spoke in a more subdued voice. “In this trial, you will all be split into groups of two and pitted against one another,” he said, and Izuku froze as he realised that the giant of a man must have been reading a script or a lesson plan stuck to the back of his board. “One group will be nominated as ‘Heroes’ whereas the other will be the ‘Villains’ for this event. Team up’s will be decided randomly from lots and the designation will be Hero then Villain, Hero then Villain and so forth until we have ten pairs total. NOW! ANY QUESTIONS BEFORE I GO INTO MORE DETAILS?”
“What determines victory?
“How much shit can I beat out of my opponent?”
“Is there an expulsion threat during this exercise too?”
“On a scale from one to très magnifique, how would you rate my dazzling cape monsieur?”
All Might’s eyes widened almost comically as he baulked at the wave of questions, the expression foreign looking on his face. He turned to the girl who asked the first question, Momo Yaoyorozu. “Villains will hide a model bomb within the building, victory for them is announced when fifteen minutes pass and the heroes haven’t secured the model or when they capture the heroes either by using this adhesive tape or another means of containment, support items and Quirks permitting. For heroes, victory is determined when they secure the bomb by simply coming into contact with the prop. They will also be provided with some adhesive tape and may capture the villains, however simply doing so will not constitute victory.”
He turned towards speaker number two, Katsuki. “You will not be allowed to use lethal force obviously and I will warn you if it seems like someone is going to do something out of line, but Quirk usage and previously trained combat skills are encouraged.”
“Young Uraraka, I will not be threatening expulsion in the same way as Mr Aizawa, however do know that your homeroom teacher will be watching over the recordings of each fight and will be providing his own set of notes tomorrow morning. What he does from there will be entirely his choice so you have been warned.”
“As for you Young Aoyama…ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL! I have time for one more question before we begin, any takers?”
Iida raised his hand swiftly and spoke, “Sir, why are we pulling lots? Surely there is a better way to decide groups.”
“A very good question Young Iida, one I would like to open up for one of you to answer. Don’t worry if you aren’t entirely sure, just throw something out there. You are all still students, if ever there was a time to take a wild guess and make a mistake you can easily learn from, it’s right now!”
Izuku perked up, back at Aldera he would have probably let someone else answer. By the looks of it, Yaoyorozu wanted to do just that, but this truly felt like it was a new start, and he didn’t want to simply sit back without contributing. His hand went right up, and he was quickly called upon by the Number One hero. A feeling he would not be forgetting anytime soon.
“Often, pros aren’t able to pick who they work with. They’re just assigned another hero or groups of heroes that they have to work with. So by picking lots for the exercise, we not only get to practise combat, but we also learn how to work with someone we aren’t entirely familiar with. We won’t easily get that experience later on in the year so it’s good to get it out of the way now!”
Mina pumped her arm excitedly and she pulled a stunt similar to the one that got Aizawa to reveal his expulsion stipulation earlier in the week. “So it’ll basically be just like a massive ice breaker if you don’t know the person you’ve been partnered up with!”
“RIGHT YOU ARE MY STUDENTS! A good explanation from you Young Midoriya! Not many fresh first years would know how to answer that one! NOW, ENOUGH CHATTER. LET US DECIDE YOUR PAIRINGS!”
Notes:
Hi y'all!
Here;s a new chapter for you! Sorry once again for the wait between updates, time really does pass so much faster than I think it does.
Unfortunately it's another setup chapter, but the next one will be the battle trial! It is an important chapter though as it unveils Izuku's hero suit!
I had a few different ideas for hero suits, most of which were taken from complete armor sets from Xenoblade 1, or a suit of armour similar to Rex's master driver suit. But in the end i decided it would fit best if it was simply Shulk's initial Armour set as pictured below.
I hope i described it well here, but this image shows it off the best and I admit that drawing is a talent that's escaped me through the years, so that idea was out the window around 2 hours after I picked up a pencil.
I have a few different ideas that will be implemented as later redesigns, but that'll be much later.
I'm gonna try throw out another update soon, still deciding which work it's gonna be though!
Let me know if you enjoyed, disliked or even caught any mistakes!
[And yes, I did accidentally post this before I finished editing. But Klaus isn't the only one with universal scale editing abilities 😉]
Chapter 13: Battle!!
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
Izuku squeezed his eyes shut and breathed in deeply. Of course, with his luck he would be paired against BAKUGOU . Great!
He knew at this point that he could use all the help he could get, so he shut his eyes and breathed out slowly, emptying his lungs as he gathered his thoughts. Being part of the first group to perform the scenario, he had no pre-emptive knowledge unlike the rest of his classmates.
He breathed in deeply again.
Of course though, the future wasn’t playing nice with him as usual. Although he expected to not be able to trigger a vision, it still felt pretty disappointing. Afterall, Alvis had been telling him that he would be able to control the ability! But why couldn’t he do it willingly yet?
Breathe out.
“You doin’ ok there Midoriya?”
Izuku jumped at the sudden call of his name, inhaling sharply before realising he hadn’t said anything to his partner for the exercise since they had been dropped off at the entrance to the building.
“O-oh! Yes, all ok here Uraraka! S-sorry I was trying something.”
She raised an eyebrow at him, “You sure? Looked more like you were tryna stop a panic attack or somethin’. I just wanted to know if you had a plan since we’ve only got about ten minutes left before we gotta go in.”
“S-sorry, sorry! I told you I can see the future right?” he asked, Uraraka nodded in response and so he continued. “W-well, it’s not s-something I can control. Or no, I DID trigger it myself once but I’ve never been able to do it since. I was just trying it again in case I could get a little more information about what will happen, since we’re the first to go and all that.”
Uraraka hummed in response and nodded, “Well it sucks ya weren't able to get it workin’ but now at least we can get to planning!”
“Ok! S-so. We know our opponents are Bakugou and Iida. I grew up with Bakugou so I know his Quirk is Explosion, he sweats a nitroglycerin-like substance and he can detonate it at will, he’s more of a brawler so stay alert if you run into him, but odds are he’ll come straight for me.” He ignored the look Uraraka gave him at that statement and kept going before she could ask, “Iida on the other hand, I don’t know the details of. However, going off of his family name and what we’ve seen so far, the engines in his legs will increase his speed significantly and probably his leg’s attack strength, though the cramped environment will likely work against him so keep that in mind.”
“Good start! I didn’t know you and Bakugou knew each other?” she asked him.
Izuku grimaced, “I-It’s complicated… but anyway, give me a quick rundown on your Quirk for me?” he asked, glancing at a nearby screen that showed they had a little over 6 minutes left to plan their attack.
“My Quirk’s called Zero Gravity! It lets me nullify the effect of gravity on a person or object if I touch it with all five fingers on one hand.” she started, showing off the raised pads of her fingers. “Currently my limit is about 3 tons, but lifting people can make me reach my limit sooner due to them struggling against the weightlessness and I can only lift myself for maybe 10 to 20 seconds at a push before I get much backlash. Oh! If I hit my limit in any way, I get really nauseous and even throw up.”
Izuku nodded, filing the information away for later. “Can you affect the way a person floats when you remove gravity?”
“Haven’t tried that in a while but as far as I know, not unless I give them a push.”
Izuku nodded, a plan forming in his head. “Alright, this is what we’ll do.”
It had been a pretty decent day for Katsuki, getting taught by All Might AND it was going to be a battle scenario?
Fuck. Yes.
He’d finally start showing the extras in his class just how wide the gap between them was. He had to admit that from what he saw during the first day’s trials, some of them had some pretty good Quirks and would definitely act as a good warm up for him in the future. That was the only compliment they’d be getting from him, they’d realise just how strong he was and it’d be cushy class life for him once more!
Of course though, the day couldn’t all go perfectly for him, life always has some kind of caveat when it presents to you a kick ass scenario.
Now, Katsuki could deal with the goody-two-shoes he was tasked with ‘working with’, he’d just put up with whatever rambling the legacy student had for him, blast off and beat the shit outta his opponents! Probably get a pat on the back by All Might or something and that’d be the end of it. But no. That wasn’t all that life had thrown at him for their first practical heroics class.
Fucking Deku.
The little green shitstain under his boots was one of his opponents of fucking course. Here Katsuki was just wanting to show off a little but no, the universe wanted him to go all out or somethin since it had put the annoying nerd on the opposite side of the proverbial ring they were fighting in. Yeah ok the pink NASA reject was also with him but unless she was going to throw a ball at him or whatever, she wasn’t even a blip on Katsuki’s radar.
No, screw a simple victory, he had to put a nerd in his place.
He hadn’t been able to do that for AGES, every since Deku supposedly awakened his Quirk, the slimy fuck had been looking down on him! Katsuki had given up trying to do anything to him because he couldn’t exactly go all out in their last school, but here? They were actively encouraged to use their Quirks! So no amount of fancy movement or convenient gusts of wind were gonna stop Katsuki from returning the status-quo!
“-ave you even been listening to me Bakugou? I said we need to come up with a plan to dispatch our opponents!”
Bakugo took off his mask and rubbed his eyes before placing it back on his face, yeah… maybe he couldn’t handle his partners lecture. “Fuck off Four-Eyes, I already have a goddamn plan. You sit your ass here for your playdate with Spacegirl while I beat the shit out of that green liar, then once I’m done with him, I’ll come back here and finish the job. Got that? Good, now shut up for fucks sake.” he replied without missing a beat, making sure his gauntlets were firmly attached and then warming up a little, he had to get his sweat glands up and running for this beat down.
“W-what on Earth? That must be the single most contrived, most self absorbed plan in existence! You cannot possibly think that constitutes a proper plan can you?” replied Four-Eyes, quickly positioning himself in front of Katsuki and waving his arm out.
Before he could reply, they heard an announcement over the intercom. “FIRST BATTLE TRIAL! PREPARATION TIME IS OVER! HERO TEAM MAY ENTER THE BUILDING!”
“Tough shit Turbo, Looks like that's the only plan we got!” Katsuki said as he left the room they had placed the bomb in.
“FIRST BATTLE TRIAL! PREPARATION TIME IS OVER! HERO TEAM MAY ENTER THE BUILDING!”
With that announcement by All Might, Izuku let a wave of Ether pass over him as he activated Monado Enchant. Uraraka held her own hands together and gently lifted off the ground for a moment, before Izuku gave her a little enhanced push up.
As it was the very first battle the odds were that if they could work together long enough, his opponents would have probably hidden the bomb in one of the higher floors. It made sense to Izuku, it would take longer for both him and Uraraka to scour each floor from the bottom to the top, and unless Uraraka had told either opponent about her Quirk beforehand, neither should know that she can simply float herself upwards. After all, if he hadn’t known what her Quirk was beforehand, then judging by her ball throw, he would have guessed Telekinesis before Gravity Manipulation.
Were Izuku himself not a factor in this exercise, he would have considered this a misstep though, as he himself knew how analytical Bakugo could often be. However, since Izuku himself was a factor, it was safe to assume that even if his explosive opponent had picked up on the truth about Uraraka’s Quirk, he would be too blinded by his anger to mention as such to his partner, let alone do anything about it when he could instead rush straight to fight Izuku.
“St id b y, he w ll c me for y u.”
He let Enchant slip off of him and entered the building once he saw Uraraka reach the roof and throw a thumbs up from over the ledge, he trusted she would be fine on her own.
Izuku kept close to the walls as he moved from room to room, Monado in hand as he did so in preparation for the unavoidable fight.
“NOW!”
He heard the moment Bakugou dropped down a flight of stairs right in front of him.
“Damn Deku you’re slow as FUCK! Only just got to the second floor huh?”
“K-Kacchan.”
Bakugou tsk’d, Izuku hadn’t meant to call him by his childhood nickname, but in doing so he seemed to have riled up his opponent further.
“Don’t you fucking DARE go back to calling me that you little shit!” he shouted before propelling himself at Izuku with an explosion behind him.
Izuku waved away the sudden anger he felt at the other boy’s hypocrisy, before he held the Monado with the widest side facing out in front of himself, using its larger surface area to block the explosion fuelled right hook that Bakugo continued to use as an opener to his fights before he swung the sword and pushed the blond back.
“All by yourself too? The fuckin’ nerve to think you can win a one on one against me!”
Katsuki used his right hand to push himself forward again with a blast and shoulder checked Izuku before delivering a regular punch to the Monado user, inadvertently leaving him no time to activate his Foresight.
“Shoulda come together with Spacegirl, woulda made this more fun for me if you had!”
Izuku tried to ground himself, the full body hit didn’t hurt as much as the straight up punch did.
He’d forgotten just how strong the blond could be.
“W-what’s the point B-Bakugou? W-we’d just be wasting t-time when you were always going to c-come straight f-for m-me!” He replied as he mustered up his courage and rushed forward, the sword opening up and activating its blue blade before he slammed it into the blond.
Clearly he had surprised Bakugo, catching the blond off guard as even when he stopped just taking the abuse in their last school, he had only ever dodged or put out minor retaliation, never attempted a full blown rushdown
The Monado’s limitations could be quite annoying, being a sword that couldn’t actually cut anything unless it was non-living. When used against a living person, in both its “open” and its “closed” states, it acted more like a blunt object. People weren’t expecting that effect, hell, most people didn’t even know that it opened in the first place! Even Katsuki, who knew that it opened, didn’t know that the blade of Light didn’t cut living beings.
As such, Bakugo expected to be cut, not to be slammed into as if being hit by a heavy baseball bat. A mistake that Izuku assumed he’d be taking advantage of a lot in his career.
The moment The Monado made contact, Bakugo staggered back, allowing Izuku to swing once more, fully knocking the teen back a few feet as even without the use of Enchant Izuku was much stronger than he once was.
“BITCH!” the blond called as he fell to the floor.
Izuku smiled wide, something he knew would have an effect on the blond, activating his Foresight.
Blue particles in Bakugou's own image flew forward , and Izuku sidestepped, moments before the real thing followed through.
Bakugou redirected himself in mid-air to shoot towards Izuku’s current position, the green haired teen having seen this already and moved accordingly. The close quarters game of cat and mouse continued for a little while as Katsuki flung himself at Izuku repeatedly as the Monado user backed up, once he entered a smaller side room the pattern suddenly changed.
Foresight-Bakugou moved his hands closer together, it looked like he was holding a ball. Izuku hadn’t expected something like this, he didn’t know what was about to happen and thus couldn’t react accordingly when Bakugo followed through with his actions.
“GOTCHA!” The blond smirked and held his hands close without them touching, before releasing a large amount of sparks in his palms all at once. Instead of the usual loud BANG as expected, Bakugo released a much more subdued noise as the room filled with a thick smoke.
Izuku suddenly found himself completely blinded, not just in the sense that smoke was all he could see, but literally BLINDED by the sheer amount of Ether around him!
He didn’t have enough time to react when he was knocked over by the blond catapulting himself at Izuku again from a slightly different angle to where he stood moments ago. With the sudden movement and accompanying explosion, the smoke cleared as Bakugo began punching Izuku from on top of him.
“Not so tough now are you Deku!? Took me a while to figure it out but your fuckin tricks need direct line of sight!”
‘Damn it! Of course Katsuki would figure something out! He’s not even really correct! If he’d darkened the room, I would have still seen him, but because of the overwhelming amount of Ether Particles it’s totally blinded me!’ He thought, as he mustered enough Wind Ether to push Bakugo off of him.
He picked the Monado up off of the floor, “Monado Speed!” and felt himself speed up as he ran past the blond and down a corridor.
“Hey Midoriya!” He heard Uraraka say from his earpiece, “I can hear your fight with Bakugou, I’ve found the bomb, Iida’s posted up in front of it and he’s getting suuuuuper into the villain role. Hasn’t seen me yet though.”
“Good, feel free to try to go for the win though, I’m keeping B-Bakugou distracted.” He managed to reply, before the blond rocketed into him yet again as he was distracted, this time sending them sprawled both away from each other, as well as keeping Izuku away from his Monado yet again.
“No fucking way I’m letting you run away as always Deku!” he heard Bakugo shout as he regained his bearings. “No, I have another idea in mind for you!”
Izuku panicked as he watched his opponent raise his right arm and took aim, using his left arm to brace for stability.
“This piece of shit’s bulky, but fuck me does it do what I need it to. NERD! Ready to see what I can do when I REALLY work up a sweat!?”
“OH FUCK” he thought, as idea after idea of what the device could be flooded his mind. “If he’s implying what I think he is, this is gonna be rough. I don’t have the Monado, I don’t have time to build up any Ether!”
“US L SS!”
“YOUNG BAKUGO, DO NOT FIRE THAT SHOT DIRECTLY AT YOUR CLASSMATE!” All Might called over the intercom.
“Y u inh rit Godhood! DO N T C WER F OM M SLY SPAR S!”
Izuku felt a sharp pain in his head, as if he had been smacked by an invisible hand before the pain was replaced by a new feeling. Confidence spread out within him as he realised something, deciding he needed to take a risk. “OF COURSE!. I can’t build up any Ether right now, but he’s already done it for me!”
“He’ll be fuckin’ fine! Sure he ain’t got his sword, but the nerd’s never really needed it for DODGING OUTTA THE WAY!” the blond shouted as he seemingly finalised his aim.
Izuku stared down Katsuki and made sure to plant his feet firmly into the ground.
“NO MORE RUNNING!”
“NO MORE RUNNING!”
Bakugo pulled the pin, and Izuku could FEEL the build up of heat and energy of the explosion's flames before they had even ejected from the device.
“NO!”
The ball of pure, red hot Fire Ether shot forward in an instant, impacting his hands and pushing him back more than he had expected it to despite planting himself as firmly as he could.
He could barely hear himself scream as the flames burnt at his fingertips.
“COME ON! COME… ON !”
He tried to coax the energy into himself, yet that didn’t work, and he was suddenly filled with the realisation that this might not have been the best idea.
The fire began to push forward, swallowing his fingers down to the knuckles as he pushed past the dread and pulled, dragged, WILLED, FORCED the ball of flames to bend to his will!
“ This is MY power damn it! BEND TO YOUR GODS MY WILL!”
At his demand, he felt something click, as the ball of flames disappeared and a RUSH of Ether filled, begging to be unleashed.
His eyes snapped towards Bakugo, a dumbfounded expression plastered on his face.
“DO N T FA TER!”
Izuku expended some energy, blue aura flaring to life in a much more wild and less controlled way as he wordlessly cast Monado Speed before closing the gap between him and Bakugou.
The blond clearly hadn’t expected such a show from a Monado-less Midoriya, knowing the green haired teen was weaker without it. Izuku saw him flinch even before he landed his first punch, followed by another, and another. Each hit fuelled by nothing but his own physical strength, he didn’t dare activate Enchant for fear of causing permanent damage to his opponent due to the current overload of Ether he was trying to keep subjugated, but it didn’t matter; his combat training with Alvis, the strength he built up over the months with Yagi, and the sheer speed of his rapid onslaught, meant that Bakugou had no time at all to recover.
He suddenly swung one last time, without actually hitting Bakugou. Instead, he held his hand flat against his opponents chest and let loose a torrent of wind that flung the teen backwards into a wall.
Unconscious
Moments later, an announcement came over his earpiece.
“BAKUGO HAS BEEN KNOCKED UNCONSCIOUS, NO NEED FOR THE CAPTURE TAPE YOUNG MIDORIYA!”
Izuku didn’t reply, still so caught up in the rush he was still under the influence of. It felt like he was in hyperdrive -something he would realise later was most likely due to his powered up state of Monado Speed more so than the sheer amount of Ether he had absorbed- he’d never held this much Ether for this long and he didn’t know if there’d be long term effects. He needed to win the match. He needed to help Urara-
“YOUNG URARAKA HAS REACHED THE OBJECTIVE, HERO TEAM WINS!”
Nevermind, all he NEEDED was to let go of this Ether safely!
Usually he would just let it slip out of him all at once either in its natural state, or he’d convert it to wind if it would otherwise be too dangerous.
“This is all Fire Ether so I’d better convert it.” he thought, letting it all out once he had done so.
Every window on his floor, and the floor above him simultaneously exploded due to the suddenly expanding wind energy.
“This was but a fraction of my divine power.”
Notes:
Hi Y'all! Finally coming out with Izuku's nattle trial! I'll probably come back and touch this up a little eventually, as after reading it and re-reading it and editing and re-editing, I've realised that action scenes are hard when you're just writing them lol. This chaoter was mostly about Izuku's current growth with his powers, moreso than his typical grudge match with Bakugo. but its also to show that there's still a lot to learn about his abilities! hopefully that, and the volatility of them comes across well here, but remember, this is still an Overpowered Izuku fic, so he's gonna be pretty strong, even when he doesn't inted to be.
Feedback is most definitely appreciated for this chapter, let me know what you guys think!
[Edit 26/06/24]
Just done a quick edit as i realised i was a little too vague with certain forshadowy bits, hoping this reads a liiiittle better, especially in reegards to what i want to do in the future
Chapter 14: Mistakes into recovery
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Even the infallible All Might made mistakes. That was something even Toshinori himself overlooked sometimes.
He knew he should have jumped in the moment that Young Bakugou began to prime his weapon, he had a duty here to keep the students safe even if it was just an exercise but he’d just hoped that Young Bakugou would back down at the idea of going against a direct order, especially when it came from the Number One Hero, yet the boy had continued.
His first mistake.
He watched on as the blast was released, pushing a button on his control panel to alert Recovery Girl that she should prepare for the injured students, all while hearing Young Midoriya’s screams as the boy attempted to do something to the ball of fire he currently held out in front of him.
A memory surfaced in his head, he was younger, having just inherited One For all, with his Teacher and his Predecessor at his side facing the Symbol of Fear. One swipe took out Gran Torino, while he himself kept up his guard against a torrent of flames that swerved around his predecessor, locking onto him instead.
He shook his head clear, ‘Now is not the time for panicked flashbacks!’ he thought as he glanced back at the screen in preparation to run in and rescue his students.
That was when Midoriya’s whole aura shifted. Not like the physical aura that glowed across the young boy’s skin when he activated his Quirk, it was deeper than that.
His screams had changed from ones filled with pain, to desperate guttural shouts that demanded obedience.
“BEND TO MY WILL!” He heard through his earpiece. There was something, an intensity that made him stop once again, he hadn’t felt like this in years.
All Might couldn’t move. Frozen in place, he watched as the boy he had secretly helped train, the one he heavily considered naming his Successor, absorbed the energy that had been threatening to engulf him mere moments ago. He watched the shift happen in real time, and the stray thoughts he had tried to repress came flooding back.
He remained frozen.
Second Mistake.
Midoriya straightened his back out as the energy he had absorbed rippled throughout his body in a golden sheen before settling under his skin. His breathing slowly controlled and his eyes sharpened into a scowl.
Now, Midoriya hadn’t grown to be a more imposing seven feet tall or anything, but even something as small as adjusting your posture tended to make a person seem taller than they were, more imposing in a way that surpassed physical height. And there was something about the mix of Midoriya’s posture, the control over another’s Quirk, the sheer power and confidence he was emanating in this moment.
He couldn’t react as he watched the flurry of blows dished out by Young Midoriya, and it only got worse when the boy stopped suddenly, his arm resting on low on Young Bakugou’s stomach.
All Might had seen plenty of Quirks during his tenure as a Pro Hero, though that wasn’t saying much as many other Pro’s would argue that they had all seen many Quirks.
It was more accurate to say that due to his particularly… unique lifelong duty, All Might had seen many, many more Quirks than the average Pro. The bane of his existence had a veritable armoury at his fingertips, anything could appear at a moment's notice; strength enhancers, pseudo-flight, telekinetic abilities, and even those of the elemental variety.
He knew that he couldn’t judge anyone based on their Quirk, it’s something you’re born with, something you don’t get to choose unless you meet the Merchant of Quirks himself - though that would mean you have bigger problems than what kind of Quirk you had.
Maybe it was the fact that he had woken up this morning more aware of the dull ache that was constantly plaguing one side of his tired body, or the stress of his first day teaching, but he had felt off all day and now, in this moment, he cursed his decision to forgo therapy and proper mental recovery after his fight with All For One.
The bastard still had an iron grip on his heart, body and mind.
All Might held a hand to his old wound, his brain distractedly replayed the one voice in the world he never wanted to hear again.
“Amplification, Atmospheric Manipulation, Air Cannon.”
Toshinori was afraid.
Midoriya fired.
Someone was muttering.
It was dark and he couldn’t remember what had just happened but he was laying down somewhere.
He grumbled and opened his eyes, shielding them quickly when they were assaulted by bright light reflecting on stark white surfaces.
"The nurses office?” his brain caught up and pieced together exactly where he was and what had happened. “Right, the battle trial. Just my luck I went up against Kacchan.”
He sighed and held up his hand, channelling a little bit of leftover Wind Ether. It was stronger than intended, and it felt like the energy slipped through his fingers easier than it should have been capable of as the curtain shielding him from prying eyes and other patients was rustled by the small gale.
“Seems he’s awake Toshinori,” he heard, followed by a quiet thud and the click-click-clack of shoes and a cane against the tiled floor, “hopefully he IS awake and not just subconsciously using his Quirk. I don’t want to be sedating a child unnecessarily”
The curtain was suddenly pulled back, and he saw Recovery Girl and Yagi on the other side.
“Good afternoon sonny, how’re you feeling?” The school’s nurse asked him as he sat up, allowing her to perform various checks on him.
“I-I’m fine. A little bit tired, my fingertips are a little numb and I think my Ether Manipulation is sensitive or something right now.”
Recovery Girl nodded and hummed in thought for a moment as she poked his fingertips and used a small disinfected needle to prod him and test his range of feeling.
“Do you remember what happened at the end of the exercise?” she asked.
Izuku nodded, “Yeah, Bakugou launched an attack from his gauntlet, I caught it which explains why my fingertips are a little numb.”
The nurse nodded and elaborated, “I used my Quirk to heal you and there didn’t seem to be any lasting nerve damage so the feeling should come back on its own, you may have unconsciously used your healing ability on yourself which I can’t fault you for although I definitely need to take you under my wing soon to improve that.”
Recovery Girl continued working in silence, and Izuku was content to maintain it. He kept glancing up at Yagi, who was shuffling nervously and refused to meet his glance. ‘Strange.’
“Well, you seem perfectly healthy overall young man, so count yourself very lucky. Online slight Quirk exhaustion is all you’ve been left with.” Izuku nodded at that, before the resident doctor continued, “Refrain from using your Quirk at all, at least without assistance from your Sword to lessen the strain, and come back in first thing tomorrow. Don’t worry about taking attendance before coming here, I’ll inform Aizawa when you arrive.”
“Thank you Recovery Girl.”
She simply nodded, turning her head towards the curtain covered neighbouring bed as a rustle of sheets and a low groan made itself known to the trio. Recovery Girl sighed, “That’s Bakugou waking up now, you’ve been cleared Midoriya, I believe Yagi here wished to have a chat with you, so you should both be on your way so I can assess Bakugou’s condition.”
“Thank you Shuzenji, we’ll be on our way now.” Yagi replied, gathering the few items on Izuku’s bedside table, namely his costume case which should have his regular uniform in it, before offering a helping hand to Izuku.
Midoriya grabbed the offered hand and hoisted himself up, picking up the Monado which had been left leaning against the bedside table. “I hope I haven’t been too much trouble Yagi sir, It’s one thing to be bedridden during my first practical, but I know my Monado can be… unpredictable when wielded by someone other than me.”
Yagi chuckled at the admission, scratching his cheek with his free hand as he led Izuku down the hallway towards the staff room, “Haha, yes Young Midoriya, unpredictable indeed. Don’t worry yourself, but when Young Uraraka picked up the sword to bring it in for you it did activate unwillingly.”
Izuku blanched at that, Alvis had told him of at least one moment in Shulk's world when the chosen God’s best friend had picked up the sword. Reyn, as Alvis called him, had snuck into their army’s weapon research and development lab which was housing the Monado at the time, before Shulk had become its chosen wielder. The man had simply wanted to hold the sword, feel its weight in his grasp and maybe even swing it around a little, but he lacked the mental fortitude to do so freely. Instead, he swung wildly, as if the Monado were trying to escape his grasp. Thankfully, it was still in its ‘Shackled’ state, as Alvis put it, and although the blade opened up and struck both the man's living friend as well as lab equipment that surrounded them, only the equipment was damaged.
“In its shackled state, it is a blade like any other. Anyone has the potential to pick up and wield it, though most will not be able to make use of its mastery over Ether. However, as a divine entity in and of itself, a manifestation of Godhood, it does have its own fairly limited will. One must have an iron mental fortitude to wield the sword in its closed state, and an absolute dominance to be able to use it in its open state. Else the blade will resist, and in some rarer cases, be influenced by the true owner's thoughts and mental manipulation.”
Izuku’s eyes widened, he knew that having the powers of a God would mean being able to exert his will on others, but outright controlling them? He knew there were Quirks like that, and while fascinating, he himself didn’t want to have that kind of power.
“Do not worry Midoriya, I doubt you shall be separated from The Monado long enough for you to influence someone else's actions.”
Izuku knew that no harm should have really happened to anyone there, but he did also know that The Monado would still act like a blunt object against living targets, and what if Uraraka cut down a support beam? Or a gas line!? Did the fake city even have those faci-
A gently chop to the head snapped him out of his spiral, “I said to not worry yourself Young Midoriya, I-I uh I was told by All Might that although Yong Uraraka was startled as your sword opened up suddenly and she felt her arm being pulled in all kinds of directions, Young Iida was able to wrench it out of her grasp and, after no more than a moment of hesitation, closed the blade and was free to carry it out with him.”
Izuku sighed in relief. “And Uraraka? How is she?”
“She is fine Young Midoriya, merely startled at the sudden activation, and she noted her arm was slightly numb, as if a very small shock had gone through her nerves or, as she put it, “When you use an electric toothbrush too long and the vibrating motor makes your fingertips numb.” to which her classmates noted that that was in fact, not normal, and she noted how her fingertips are simply more sensitive compared to most due to her Quirk Mutated fingertip pads.”
Izuku chuckled at that, thankful nothing bad had happened and in fact, it had been a humorous experience for all involved.
They arrived at the staff room shortly, Yagi led the way and gave a short bow to Aizawa who was in there watching over their practical footage. His homeroom teacher scowled back at Yagi, ‘Odd’ , but his gaze softened slightly upon seeing Midoriya.
Yagi walked to the back and through into a side office, explaining that due to working at Might Tower as All Might’s personal assistant, he and the Number One shared a private office for privacy concerns. The two of them settled down, conversation about how Izuku had been settling, shared some tea, and Yagi asking him about his development with elemental Ether sprinkled throughout, as whatever nerves the trainer had been holding slowly unwound as the conversation went on.
Chapter 15: Breach
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
Izuku could hear waves crashing, the smell of salt flowing on the gentle breeze that stroked his face. He was laying down comfortably, it should have been his bed, but it felt different.
He should have been worried, he couldn’t be hearing what he heard, smelling what he smelled, yet he was serene and calm remaining exactly where he was right now.
A gentle hum aided the feeling. A simple tune, similar to a lullaby, something calming yet unlike any he had heard before.
Izuku yawned and slowly opened his eyes, noting how he had some kind of parasol over his head, shielding his eyes from the harsh glare of the sun. Feeling around, he wasn’t lying on any grass. Instead, his hand felt the soft tickle of fur, clearly some kind of animal pelt as a blanket.
“Good morning!” a soft feminine voice he didn’t recognise said, as a hand reached out and touched his arm.
He sat up instantly and took in the strangers features. She had blonde hair, barely reaching her shoulders, and was wearing a plain white sundress. She looked to be in her early twenties at the latest, but the sharpness in her eyes betrayed her, they looked more like the eyes of someone who had witnessed a terrifying amount of violence in their life. The faint scars on her arms and the jagged knife at her hip helped the feeling.
“W-who are you?” he asked, his mind finally grasping that he was not at home and that this all felt a little too real to be a dream.
The stranger giggled, raising the hand that had touched him up to her mouth to stifle the laugh. “Sorry, I should have started with that huh? I’m Fiora,”
The name felt familiar to Izuku.
“Alvis has told us a lot about you. Wielder of the Monado, and at a younger age than even Shulk himself.” She continued, though her eyes downturned, giving her a slightly sadder expression for a moment.
A more familiar voice called out to them, “Has our guest woken up yet Fiora?”
She turned back, and Izuku followed her eyes to see a man with equally blond hair, dressed in a similar outfit to Izuku’s own hero costume but with gold accents that quickly faded into their regular blue. A golden halo of runes above his head fading into a shower of Ether.
“Yep! I’ll leave you two to your chat now, Shulk!” In one swift motion, the woman helped him sit up before standing up and smiling down at Izuku. “A pleasure to meet’cha! I’m sure we’ll have more time to chat soon!” She said to him, as she walked away from the little picnic-esque set up.
Izuku just watched as the confusion slowly faded away, before he found himself towered by the man he recognised as Shulk approached.
“AH!” panic flooded his system, this was SHULK! His predecessor and the actual literal GOD of this world. He shot up and bowed at a damn near ninety degree angle, the sudden movement causing him to tip over slightly as an arm caught him from the front.
“Oh please don’t! Gods Alvis has probably been talking me up a lot hasn’t he?” the man chuckled as Izuku straightened back up.
“I’m pleased to finally make your acquaintance Izuku,” The man said with a confident smile, before it crumbled away and he stuttered, “O-or well… damn he did say you guys use last names right? S-sorry I didn’t thi-”
“I-it’s fine. If a-anyone has the right to call me by name it’s y-you Shulk.”
The man's smile softened, “Alright, Thank you. Izuku.”
Izuku smiled to himself. He was back at UA now, the faint memories of his time with Shulk still playing in his head. The man told him that he’d used a bit of power to bring Izuku across the Branches of the universe to have a little chat, to get to know HIM! It felt good being wanted, at least by someone that wasn’t his mother. And although it wasn’t super productive, as he hadn’t come out of it learning a new Monado Art or anything, it felt GOOD.
There was a little shock, the man revealed that for them, a few years had passed since they reclaimed their world from Zanza, having rebuilt the system to be what would eventually become Izuku’s world. Yet, when the man reached out his arm and pulled Izuku up, leading him towards the edge of the cliff they were stationed on, Izuku couldn’t help but gawk at the sight of what seemed to be a hand still reaching out of the water.
Sure, their world was now more like Earth, but some things remained. Shulk described it as a monument of what they had scaled, a part of the Bionis that remained until it would be eroded by time.
He pondered for a moment, as he couldn't quite recall the rest of their chat for some reason. Though he assumed it was something to do with being thrust back and forth across space and time.
“The fuck’re you smiling about so early Deku!?” Katsuki shouted at him as the blond passed by his desk.
Two weeks on from their first physical heroics exercise, and although Bakugou had seemed to reign it in a little for the days following, it was business as usual now.
“Not your concern.” he replied, short and curt.
Bakugou made a “Tsk” noise with his mouth and after glaring a moment, he just sat down in his spot.
Just in time for Aizawa to come in through the doors.
“Alright class, time for Homeroom.” he commanded, causing everyone to shut up and jump back into their seats.
Their teacher raised an eyebrow, “Getting better. Now, I need you to vote for someone to be class rep, and someone to be their vice. I don’t care how you do it, just get it done.”
The man promptly dove down into his ever present sleeping bag, leaving the class to their own devices. He watched as some offered themselves up for the role, Iida standing up and stating that they should do a vote, that even though most would simply vote for themselves, surely whoever did come out with more than one should be suited for the role.
The chatter faded into the background as Yaoyorozu handed out slips of paper to the class and Izuku glanced at the group he had started integrating into, wondering if he should cast his vote for any of them, before deciding maybe not.
Don't get him wrong, they were lovely! But thinking about it logically; Kaminari and Sero were a little too jokey and aloof, he hadn't really seen them stay serious for more than five minutes at a time. Ashido was much the same, although she ranked a bit higher due in part to how social she was, she could probably join any random conversation in school at any moment and integrate so effortlessly that whoever was talking originally wouldn't even notice the new addition. That kind of social ability had to count for something right? Again though, she could be a little too unserious for the role, even if she knew when and how to reign it in more than the two boys.
Kirishima was probably his most likely vote if he just considered his new friends. The redhead had a similar flavour of social skill to Ashido if a little more subdued, and he really did stick to his whole “Manly” mindset, looking out for others in a way that would just work for a class rep.
Izuku nodded to himself and wrote down his vote, he truly did hope his friend got the role, if not the vice-rep one, though he knew that it was more likely going to go to someone like Iida or Yaoyorozu simply due to how little everyone knew each other yet, and how the two almost stereotypically fit the roles available.
He caught Yaoyorozus eye as he handed her his vote to be tallied, and she narrowed her eyes slightly before moving on, ‘Odd.’ He thought to himself as homeroom swiftly wrapped up, the votes being processed and counted and -just as he thought- Iida and Yaoyorozu winning the Rep and Vice-Rep roles respectively. Kirishima actually lost his chance at the Vice-rep role by two vote so others must see something similar in the Hardening user as he did.
“Hey Bro-doriya! Over here!”
Izuku looked across the dining hall after he picked up some food from Lunch Rush to find Kirishima waving him over, he really was thankful for how nice his classmates had turned out to be.
He made his way through the crowd and sat down next to his redhaired classmate, the usual suspects were here but were also joined by Hagakure and Jiro.
“Midori! Hope you don't mind the new recruits, I've been talkin’ to Hagakure recently and Sparky over here's taken a liking to Vibe check.”
Kaminari spluttered, blushing while defending himself against the implication of him already crushing on a classmate.
Jiro rolled her eyes at the antics and the nickname but didn't object, if anything she rolled her eyes before jabbing Ashido lightly with one of of her ear-jacks as her smile sharpened. “Oh? That's the nickname you're goin’ with Acid Trip?”
Mina stuck her tongue out cheekily as she rubbed the back of her head, “Yuh-huh! Not just ‘cuz ya fire off vibrations, but I overheard you calling out Sparky for lying about something earlier! Vibe Check!”
The group broke into a chorus of laughter and mixed conversation. Izuku himself was working up the courage to start asking his new friends more about their Quirks, having decided to give it a few days before nerding out so they wouldn't instantly flip 180 degrees and think he was creepy, when it happened.
A single shrill alarm tone rang out across the hall and he noticed his fellow first years looking around confused while the second and third years shot up.
Those older students began running out of the hall, triggering their underclassmen to do the same and he watched a periwinkle haired girl he remembered from a previous sports festival rocket up and suspend herself above the quickly forming wall of death forming in the crowd with slowly gyrating spirals of golden Ether.
“THAT’S THE INTRUDER ALARM SYSTEM, STOP PUSHING AND EVERYONE'S GONNA MAKE IT OUT SAFER THAN IF YOU KEEP ACTING AS YOU ARE!” She shouted, her voice carrying itself across the dining hall with authority. There was an immediate, unfortunately minor, effect as many students stopped trying to ram into those in front of them but it wasn't enough.
Izuku, in the rush, was separated from his friends, an older body crashing into him and knocking the air out of him as he sank under the sea of students. ‘Damnit still no Vision?’ he thought, he was slowly coming to hate how inconsistently they seemed to activate as he heard a scoff followed by a wooshing noise that he couldn't focus on as he was too determined not to get flattened.
“YOU'LL ALL CAUSE MORE PROBLEMS!” he heard, closer now than before, as a hand grabbed the collar of his neck and pulled.
He was hoisted above the crowd and as they went up, he noticed a crowd of adults swarming onto the school grounds via a massive, messily destroyed segment of the U.A barrier surrounding the school. They all carried either microphones or cameras and Izuku knew exactly what was going on.
He reached for his Monado, finally realising that it had been knocked out of his grip in the tide, but he didn't panic.
“INCREASE YOUR OUTPUT FOR A MOMENT, I'M GOING TO PULL SOME OF YOUR ENERGY!” he called up to the student, and to her credit she didn't waste time following his command as he felt them rise faster for a moment before he matched the amount of Ether he was converting from her reserves to the extra she’d been outputting and they floated in one spot.
With careful precision, he pushed out wind Ether, “stretching” the energy out so instead of wind itself, he would manipulate the vibration of the particles themselves and with a newly booming voice he shouted.
“EVERYBODY CALM DOWN, IT'S ONLY THE MEDIA. NEWS CREWS HAVE BROKEN INTO U.A. BUT IT'S NOTHING MAJOR ENOUGH TO CAUSE ALL THIS!”
This time, the crowd all winded down after breathing a sigh of relief, no longer fearing the worst, they noticed the students they had nearly trampled over, helping them up and to safety.
“Good catch greenie! You did good projecting yourself too!” The girl said, and he suddenly realised she'd shifted to holding him up under his arms at some point and brought him almost face to face with her. Her voice shifted from the commanding presence she had exuded previously to a bubbly tone.
Izuku blushed when he realised how close they were, not expecting this level of closeness, and his brain betrayed him as it informed him of who this girl was.
Nejire Hado, winner of the U.A beauty pageant for both her year category and overall during the yearly culture festival in both her first and second years as well as making waves in last years sports festival as a rising star due to her performance.
“Hado senpai! T-thank you for both th-the rescue and the praise!”
“Daww anything for my cute ‘lil junior! You weren't the only one caught under the rush, but ya looked like ya were the only one being actively dragged SoIJustHadTaSwoopIn’NRescueYa!”
Izuku smiled up at her as she lowered the two of them gently.
“Neji!” A blond student called towards them from the entrance to the dining hall. Izuku recognised the man as Mirio Togata, who’d made a showing of last year's 2nd year sports festival after his 1st years got cut short when he phased through his own clothes and ring’d out.
“Mirio heeeeeey!” Hado called back as she launched towards her classmate, thus forming two thirds of the current year's “Big Three”; the 3 students most likely to start their careers off by skyrocketing up the charts!
Izuku let the two friends chatter as he scanned the now empty hall for his sword, to no avail.
“What's up Junior?” He heard, as a hand clapped solidly on his back.
“Yeah yeah! What's wrong? We were all like ‘Greeeeeeeniiiiiiie come ooooooooon we gotta go ooooooooout’ but you were all like “...” ‘cuz ya didn't say anything!”
“A-ah, s-sorry. I was looking f-for my sword? I-it’s really important.”
Hado looked around for a moment before skyrocketing back up into the air, projecting golden ether beneath her feet again to hover in position.
“Hmm, it was red and had glowy blue lines right?” She asked.
Izuku gave her a thumbs up, hoping that she’d found it but the girl's head dropped a bit before she floated back down.
“Nothin’, sorry Junior.”
Izuku felt himself grow paler, “I n-need to go and see the principal then. It's vital for my Quirk to w-work properly.”
“Ah, support item then? Yeah they can be pretty expensive, just like my DNA-Encoded Undies that stop me flashing people when I use my Quirk.”
Izuku found himself giggling at his upperclassman, despite the situation. “N-no it’s, actually technically both a mutation and an e-emitter aspect, since it manifested when I developed my Quirk.”
“OO! I know, I know!” Nejire shouted after a moment of quiet thought, “You ever tried manifesting it? Like, pulling it towards you and making it appear?”
No, he had never tried that. Instead he’d stuck to buckles and after the letter from Alvis, he would polarise it to his body. He’d just been caught off guard this once and of course he’d managed to lose track of it.
Instead of replying, he held his hand out, palm down and slightly curled in on itself as if he were holding the sword. Next, he channeled his own reserves of Light Ether into his hand while imagining the sword, imagining it being in his grasp.
A plume of Light Ether exploded out a bit away from his hand, the particles reforming into the general shape of the blade.
“WOAH”
“THAT'S SO COOL!!”
The two members of the Big Three shouted at the display, not noticing Izuku’s confusion as the Sword formed.
It was different from before. A more streamlined body, an intense emerald green that he swore was almost see through, and the lines of Ether that circulated were a more consistent, deeper blue.
Before he could comment on the differences, the sword exploded out into particles that quickly came back together again into its original red form. A sigh escaping his lips.
“Awesome! We should really get going though Junior, they'll wanna make sure we're counted in the tally properly.”
Izuku nodded and followed his upperclassmen towards the lines of students, noting the gaping hall in the U.A barrier that the media had used to get in. The way the edges weren't a clean cut, or peeled forward like an explosion had hit, instead flakes of rusted metal and dust crumbled. Something or someone had decayed it, surely that was danger enough for a Vision no? He shook his head as he joined his class, “No, if it was that bad then something would have triggered. Shulk wouldn't leave me on my own like that.”
Notes:
Hey Y'all, so. Long time coming huh?
Sorry I keep promising chapters and not delivering but, life's a bitch ain't it? No excuses but I've had a lot happen, even before the last chapter i put out. A long standing health issue seemed to be resolved! Though it's come back recently, i got a different job and then promptly lost it due to shitty management running the place into the ground. Laptop died on me and i was unemployed until February, i still havent bought a replacement, so I've typed this out on mobile and i apologise for any mistakes, I'm doing my best!
I do hope you all enjoy this chapter though its still pretty short. Its mostly set up but we'll be getting into the USJ incident starting from the next chapter! I hope you all enjoy!
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