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Chapter 1: Tests, Loaders, and Guns Oh My!
Midoriya stepped out of the written exam with confidence. As it turns out studying advanced robotics with his girlfriend was enough to get him to, if not ahead of anything UA could throw his way. Taking a seat in the auditorium and bowing his head, Midoriya checked a rather bizarre looking watch he was wearing.
“Hmm, everything's fully loaded and I'm topped off for ammo, just gotta see what the test is before picking what to use…” Midoriya began to mutter to himself, but managed to control his volume.
“HEY LITTLE LISTENERS!”, an overexcited cockatoo screamed as he walked to the podium. “CAN I GET A YEAH?!”
Upon realizing said cockatoo was actually a person, and was the Pro Hero Present Mic, Midoriya decided to indulge him. “YEEEAAAAHHH!” Midoriya screamed back.
Too bad he was the only one who made that decision.
With the crowd staring at him, and Presentation Michael with stars in his eyes, Midoriya slumped back into his seat. “FINALLY, SOMEONE RESPONDED! I LOVE YOUR VIBE! ANYWAY, it's time to go over the rules for the exam!” Present Mic began his PowerPoint Presentation, and explained the rules. As he went on to explain the robots, a Cheshire grin showed itself on Midoriya’s face. “Knockoff Loaders, I have just the thing.” As he made his plans, some blue square of a teen interrupted the Hero, declaring something about UA's reputation, but Midoriya wasn't listening that closely.
Soon they were loaded onto buses and were on their way to the exam sites. Upon arrival, Midoriya began to reach for his watch when he noticed a brown haired girl nearby looking ready to have a panic attack. Before he could aid her however, the blue square teenager grabbed his shoulder and demanded to know if he was trying to sabotage the other test takers. After swiping his hand off, Midoriya went to tell him off but was then interrupted “START!” everyone looked at the intercom system for a hot second “WHAT, THERE ARE NO COUNT DOWNS IN REAL LIFE! GET MOVING! THAT EXAMINEE HAS THE RIGHT IDEA!”
Upon turning to the now open gate, they saw a kid with a shrub for a head, or just someone with green hair, sprinting at a nearby 2 pointer. As he ran, a burst of pixels appeared on his arm, and seemingly reformed into a… GUN?!
As the rest of the crowd attempted to catch up, Midoriya pulled out the best weapon for this situation, the Caustic Infinity. Unloading 2 rounds into the bot, he watched as the bot disintegrated into a puddle. “I guess it only takes one shot then.“ Midoriya wasn't used to fighting such poorly armored enemies. “Oh well, not gonna look a gift skag in the mouth.” With his plan played out, he started taking out bot after bot. His aim never wavered, and he even managed to save a few of his fellow participants either by shooting robots attempting to sneak up on the unsuspecting, or melting rubble off of trapped people.
In a dark room full of monitors, a group of people watch as this green bean somehow managed to rack up an incredible amount of points quickly. “Kid has potential,” said a masked man with a cowboy hat, “his aim is as good as mine.” “True, and he seems to show some good tactics. As well as showing how well built he is~” “Nemuri, no, stop. This one seems to have received training, it's logical he would do well.” A man in black tried to call off his friend, a violet haired woman with a skin tight suit. “But will he show those same skills under pressure?” A small fuzzy being stated, and pushed a big red button. “Either way, this should be very entertaining!”
Midoriya had no clue how many points he had at this point, and decided to slow down to let others have a chance. And then he felt the earth shaking beneath him. He turned toward the far end of the fake city, and saw the zero pointer coming. “Welp, if it doesn't give anything for beating it, guess I'll just-"
His escape plans were interrupted. “Help!” someone yelled, caught in the path of the mega robot. “Alright, guess we're doing THIS now!” Midoriya sprinted over to the trapped person, who was the brown hair girl from earlier! Seeing she was trapped, he pulled out his Caustic Infinity and melted off most of the rubble. “Can you move?” A shake of the girl's head had him turning towards the robot cyclops, who was entirely too close for comfort.
“No way to out run it, guess I'll have to fight!” Midoriya decided to go all out, and put away Caustic Infinity, and in its place another much bigger flash of blue appeared. In the hands of this teenager, a rocket launcher appeared. The Nuclear Jericho.
“EAT THIS!” Midoriya roared, a phrase that felt weirdly appropriate. Firing just one rocket, Midoriya grabbed the girl, still shocked by the previous actions, and ran. The robot was still for a moment, seemingly contemplating it's final moments. Then, from the view of a single giant lens, one rocket split into several.
The rockets all nailed their target, blowing the robot to pieces, then more pieces. This giant robot, reduced to little more than scrap.
Silence rang through the monitor room, in both shock and awe. And fear, a child had literally pulled out an rpg.
“WHAT?! HOW?!?” “Where did he even get that?!” “I wonder what else he has…” “And he saved the girl too! I can't wait to meet him~” “DOWN NEMURI! Nezu, he's in my class. He has power, but we have to be sure he has actual potential.” “Agreed, Aizawa! This year will be most interesting! Now, can we all agree to 100 rescue points, for all of his rescues?” Nezu asked the gathered teachers. All of them nodded yes, seeing no issue with the amount. A wide grin spread across Aizawa’s face.
After getting the girl, who introduced herself as Uraraka Ochako, to Recovery Girl (who he did NOT fan boy over, thanks) he then decided it was time to go home. As he started his way home, he lifted the watch to his face. “Hope you all appreciated the show! See you guys soon!”
In another room, this time with a giant holographic screen, a round of cheers started.
“Great job, killer.”
“HELL YEAH, SLAB!”
“Heh, his aim has improved. Makes me proud.”
“Good going, VH!”
“My, he certainly knows how to put on a show~ makes me miss my arena~”
“He was impressive.
Perhaps getting him a blade
Would be a reward.”
“A most impressive show, young Izuku! A thrilling hunt indeed!”
“WHOO, GO SHAWTY, THAT'S MY BEEF!”
“I'm pretty sure he’s both of ours, but that was AWESOME! Always fun to see lesser bots get wrecked.”
And then they saved the recording, there were quite a number of people who would want to see this…