Okay everybody. So this is my first ever attempt on a fanfiction of any sort. I really do welcome any criticism anybody can give me and I really apologize for anyone being to OOC for now I will do my best to try and keeping everyone in character but no promises. I Will TRY THOUGH! Oh and I don't own MHA or the song mentioned later on Only Michael Traek I promise.
Prologue
"Well this is different…" I stared at the weird little white mouse, dog, thing. "In America we never really had anything like this at school." The towering colosseum made out of cleanly cut white marble stood way above my head as I marveled at its beauty. "This thing makes my school's gym look pathetic."
"Well Mr. Traek we are not only the best hero school in Japan but on the planet so we must have the best." Principal Nedzu spoke in his high pitched voice, looking up at the brown-haired, 16 year old boy, standing above him.
"Are you sure that I am actually worthy of this chance you are giving me to get into U.A? I mean I know my quirk is pretty cool, and I can Fight halfway decent without it but are you sure im worthy of this?" Honestly this was terrifying; here was the principal of the greatest Hero school in the world giving me the chance to transfer from just a normal high school in America.
Turning to face me Nedzu looked up at me and stated as straightforwardly as seemingly possible. "Mr. Traek the only reason you are not already in U.A. is due to your location and inability to appear at the entrance exam, and the only reason you could not be accepted by recommendation was no hero had heard of you. All you have to do is impress the judges at the sports festival and you are in. I believe in you."
Hearing this my eyes began to well up, fearing the tears would begin to fall I wiped my eyes quickly and shot my eyes up toward the door of the colosseum and started my trek into following my dream into becoming a pro hero.
(Actual) Chapter 1- The Sports Festival / Preparing and a History
I walked into the colosseum with my head held high trying to prevent myself from crying after what Nedzu revealed to how he believed in me to succeed in this tournament. I was way early to the tournament so the Colosseum was still empty except for a few early arrivals. Nedzu crept up behind me and tapped me on the back, startling me.
"Mr. Traek it would probably be good if I gave you this," I could feel a sweatdrop as out of seemingly nowhere Nedzu pulled a blue gym outfit and handed it to me.
"Oh yes thank you Mr. Nedzu." I stated while scratching my head, "I might need this for te competition."
"Yes you may. Now go along and get ready Mr. Traek," Nedzu waved me along "Oh and Mr. Traek…" I turned around looking at Nedzu "We will be watching."
/Line Break/
I was waiting alone in the waiting room that Nedzu pointed me towards just thinking about my strategies. I see that I am the only one in the waiting room, most likely due to my extreme habit of always being early, one of the good things I inherited from my dad I guess. I change into my newly acquired gym clothes and decide I might as well listen to some music while I wait for the other students to arrive. I grab a pair of headphones from my back pack, connect them to my phone and put my "Hype" playlist on shuffle.
Oh I hindsight you may want to know a little bit more about me. My name is Michael Traek; I am 16, and a martial artist. I was born with what I consider to be a pretty cool quirk, called Mimic. Essentially what I can do is that I can copy a wide variety of physical activities. I can copy fighting styles, different ways people walk, talk, vocal patterns, and given enough time around a person and talking with them I can even mimic their voices.
However, since my eyes are what allow me to "learn" how to use a fighting style, I decided that it would be smart to study a few martial arts, and mastering some weapons without copying the fighting style of my opponent. I've studied Taekwondo, Gun Fu, and Kenjutsu. My most important ability and what I grabbed U.A's attention with has nothing to do with my quirk, but my massive levels of life energy or chi, and my natural talent and ability to manipulate said energy.
When I use my chi it enhances all senses, can harden my skin to an iron like state, it also enhances my strength, speed, and stamina. The greatest effect though is not what it can so to me but what it can do to others, it can affect others emotions, and if I push myself I can also use my abilities to heal people.
Well that's enough for what I can do as for my personal history I was born in America and lived there for the entirety of my life, because of this my Japanese is not near as good as my English so I expect at least one of my classes to be pretty easy. My parents live rather mundane lives and were actually not expecting me to develop into as strong aas everyone seems to think I am.
My Mama is a beautiful woman; she's actually a pre-school aid so you can probably imagine how difficult it can be to corral a bunch of small children who are just developing their quirks can be. She herself doesn't have a quirk, yeah so it can be extremely difficult for some of her kids to respect her. She makes the best of it though; her favorite saying about being quirkless is "when everyone has superpowers, does anyone." It is this saying that has allowed me to try and see the world through her eyes and I think it's from her that I got my desire to be a hero.
My Dad though can be said is quite a bit different from my mom, in fact you could say he is a hardass. My dad was born with a quirk similar to mine but only allowing him to predict what others would do instead of actually allowing him to do it. He has kinda had an ego for the majority of his life. He works as a prison guard and while I truly believe that he would never lay a hand on my mother or sister I still worry about them being alone with him. He is a perfectionist and his work stresses hi out a lot… like a lot. He likes to push for us to be the best at everything we do and if we aren't the best then we might as well quit. I did not get this from my father (Thank God). Even through all this though my dad does truly care for us so… things get complicated sometimes.
You see he comes from a long line of powerful people whether they be heroes or villains. When he was a child he had a dream to be a hero and was on his way to becoming one in the states. At least he was until a villain encounter. The villain had figured out a way to bypass his predictions while he was still a student. The villain completely shattered his knees and he was unable to continue on the path of being a hero. Since he couldn't follow his dreams he did the next best thing, making sure that the people that the heroes put away would stay put away.
Now one thing you should also know about me, when it comes to my temper I can take a lot of abuse before I get mad. HOWEVER there are three ways to get me mad very, very fast. Number One is that you mess with my friends. Number Two is that you mess with my girlfriend (IF I HAD ONE). And as some people have already discovered the most dangerous so far is that you mess with my sister.
My sister is at this point probably one of the most important people in my life and I would do anything to protect her. Her name is Isabelle (but if you call her anything but Izzy you will die). She was born with the quirk that my grandmother has, she has the ability to store weapons inside a pocket dimension and have free access to it at all time. She trained a lot with me and even though she's not as strong physically as I am she can hold her own against just about anyone. PlUs it helps that she is an adorable cinnamon roll.
That wraps up my personal history other than some random facts about me; I love pretty much anything red, I like pretty much all types of music except classical.
I look up at the wall clock and groan I've still got a lot of time to kill and NOBODY is here yet! I also have trouble sitting still for very long if I'm not talking to anyone. Leaping up from my chair I crank up my headphones and start jamming out to one of my favorite songs E for Extinction by Thousand Foot Krutch.
Dancing all around the room I start singing to the song as well pretty much jkust having a good old dandy time alone waiting for someone to show up. Unbeknownst to me while I'm dancing and singing in the waiting room, my rivals for the tournament were juist beginning to approach the door.
The door slowly opens revealing a small green haired boy, who appeared to be hiding some sort of muscle behind his school uniform, a tall blue haired boy with what appeared to be… engines… in his legs…, an angry looking blonde dude, a spiky haired red head, a calm looking heterochromatic guy, and a few others all looking at me with deadpan looks on their faces.
Of course MY DUMBASS doesn't even notice that they're within a hundred miles of me jamming out until I hear way over my headphones.
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!" quickly turning my head I see who I assume are the boys of class 1-A, staring at me with the most confused looking faces I've ever seen before.
"Oh, you must be from 1-A!" I cheer as I pull of my headphones and rush over to them. I hold out my hand to the green haired boy, "My name is Michael Traek and I hope that we can be seeing more of each other!"
Hesitatingly, the green haired guy spoke with a nervous voice "H-Hello my name is Izuku Midoriya. I-If you d-don't mind me a-asking why are you in our waiting room?"
"Yes if this is a mix-up this would bring shame to U.A. Or are you a spy from another class." The tall blue haired guy stated while staring me down.
"N-No wait im not some sort of spy or any-ything like that! I'm just a Poten-"suddenly I was cut off by a lanky, tired looking guy wrapped in bandages like a mummy.
"Class 1-A this is Michael Traek," he stated through his bandages, "he is a potential transfer student from America. It is through this tournament as to whether or not he will be welcomed into U.A or not so try not to get too close just yet. IF, and I mean IF, he can prove top the judges that he is worthy to be welcomed into U.A we would also be gaining a second new student along with him." With that he left without saying another word.
"Sooooooo who was that, and should I be concerned that he was wrapped up like a mummy?" I stated feeling dumb having to ask a question like that.
/Line Break/
After a round of introductions and a few choice words from Bakugo, I was introduced to all the males of 1-A. Some who I was happy to meet such as Iida or Midoriya some not so much like Bakugo, or Mineta. It was soon time for the first event to start.
Following Iida who I learned was class president we entered into the main colosseum once again but filled to the brim this time with all kinds of pro heroes who I was hoping I would be able to impress enough to join a school as prestigious as U.A.
"So Traek-san what is your quirk exactly if you don't mind me asking," questioned the mutated boy while looking straight on toward Midoriya and who appeared to be a bubbly girl who was talking to Midoriya and making him blush.
"Oh my quirk is called Mimic!" looking at him excitedly " it allows me to copy any physical activity that I see and use it just as well as the person who used it to begin with! It is actually extremely useful because it can allow me to predict what a person will do next and even pick apart their weaknesses!" Quickly getting excited to talk about things I know quite a lot about. "Though, honestly, it's been theorized that if I can push it far enough, one day I may even one day be able to copy emitter, or transformation type quirks!"
Turning to meet my eyes Iida looked at me in surprise, "Wow with a versatile quirk like that no wonder U.A is giving you this chance to enter! I'm sure you can make it in with that quirk! My quirk is called 'Engine' it's a mutation quirk that gives me engine in my legs!" Looking at him I could tell that he held a lot of pride in his quirk, which I guess everyone is proud of their own quirks.
"So your quirk lets you move at accelerated speeds I'm gonna guess. That is actually pretty co-" suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw a beautiful girl, beautiful enough that I wasn't sure if my jaw actually dropped or not, she was tall with black hair and a spiky ponytail, talking to a pink skinned girl and a frog-like girl. "Ummmmm, Iida who is that?" I questioned trying to play it as normal as possible, while pointing my thumb at her.
Looking over his shoulder Iida turned toward the girl, "That Traek-san is one of the girls in 1-A, her name is Momo Yaoyorozu. She is vice-president and the smartest person academically in the class. May I enquire into why you are curious?" turning back to look at me with a turned head and cocked his head to the side.
"Oh you know… just curious about my possible future classmates. Yeah that's why!" I stated trying to recover from the unbearably awkward situation I had just put myself into.
Seemingly still cautious around me Iida sent me a sideways glance but didn't say anything. "As I was saying before I enquired about your quirk I hope for you to meet my friend Uraraka Ochako a friend of mine, and Midoriya's. She's a very friendly girl who I feel you would be friends with."
As we almost finished our trek toward Midoriya and Uraraka suddenly a very loud voice came over the micro phone. "ALLLLLLL RIGHT LISTENERS! ARE YOU READY FOR THE BEGINNING OF THE ANNUAL U.A SPORTS FESTIVAL? EVERYBODY SAY HEEEEEY!" The crowd erupted into cheers and chant of said HEEEEEEEY's "ALLRIGHTY THE FIRST ROUND WILL BE PART AN OBSTACLE RACE!"
The quiet, tire, and muffled voice of Eraserhead voiced "Present Mic please quiet down. You are too loud for anybody to handle." Eraserhead was very obviously exasperated at the antics of his co-host but appeared to be used to it.
Unperturbed by the complaints of his co-host, the now named Present Mic stated "WELL ERASER I HAVE TO MAKE SURE EVERYONE CAN HEAR ME NOW CAN'T I!" I get the feeling that he could make everyone here him even if he didn't have an amplifier surrounding the building "SO THIS IS HOW THE RACE WILL GO (I really don't want to have to write all the descriptions so I am going to assume that you all know the rules and such.) SO, 1ST YEARS GO ON TO THE STARTING LINE."
Glancing over at Iida I stated as seriously as possible "Looks like from this point on for today we are competitors" reaching my hand over to him in an offer of friendship I offer my hand.
Peering down at my hand he takes it with a firm grip, "Traek-san it looks like we are but do not think I will take it easy on you."
"I would be offended if you did."
Releasing each other's hand from the shake, we head over to the starting line and get ready to take off. I couch down and getting into a running position activating Mimic to copy an Olympic runner I had seen on T.V.
"RACERS START!" and with those words my fight to join U.A had begun.