It was a normal day at Lantern High. A teacher was at the front of his class with a disappointed glare directed out at his students.
"Today I am going to pass out a form for future college applications" he angrily ripped a set of papers from the top of his desk "but I honestly wonder why I should even bother."
His students were starting to get annoyed at this. The two in the front had one elongating his hair and the other one collecting some form of stone around his bald scalp and skin. Which would be odd if they had been at many other schools but the thing about Lantern is...
The teacher threw the papers into the air with a smile on his face while joyfully yelling "Why bother, your obviously here for the Huntsmen course." That sent the entire classroom in cheers and activating their semblances in a case of showing off. From one girl with a fire hand to another with elongated fingers and the one from earlier with pieces of stone armor on his body.
Lantern Academy would be the better name for the school. It worked alongside Signal academy and other combat schools to train future huntsmen and huntresses to allow them to go to another academy for four years before being given their license to go work on jobs for the kingdoms and locals.
"Yes, yes, yes you all have some impressive semblances but save them for combat class." The teacher had to raise his voice a little to try and calm down his class.
"You teach, don't lob me in with the rest of these losers" a voice from the front center of the class dripping with laziness and confidence spoke up, belonging to an average height lean boy with ashen blonde hair and blood red eyes. "I'm the real deal." This is Katsuki Bakugo, top of the class in combat and one the higher-ups of the academic portion and well known for his cockiness and downright awful mouth.
The rest of the class didn't take well to that as they started bickering and yelling at the cocky bastard. "Bring it on you side characters, I'll take you all on." He laughed out.
"Ah, yes Bakugo you're planning on going to Beacon Academy I believe." The teacher stated, leaving the rest of the class shocked and starting to discuss with each other, all using similar phrases such as 'Beacon, holy crap' or 'that Bakugo is badass' and also 'the acceptance rate is low but Katsuki might actually make it in' and so on.
Beacon was one of the four largest and most prestigious Huntsmen academies in the world. And they are not lying about the acceptance rate as only forty-eight students are accepted in the Huntsmen course at any initiation with exceptions of those who get in on recommendations. However, the entrance exam or initiation as they called for the Huntsmen course was life-threating difficult, and some of the students had actually died.
"Yes the school where some of the world's greatest huntsmen have graduated. And that's why it's the only place on this continent worthy of me. I've already aced the academic pre-tests, not to mention that I'm the only one at this school who's got what it takes to pass the initiation. People from all over the entire world will know my name, and it all starts with Beacon Academy! All Might the number one huntsmen in the world." At this point he jumped on his desk and continued yelling in a tone people kept calling either angry or cocky or both, because honestly those seemed to be his only two emotions. "That's where I'm going to learn and kick the old geezer off his high post and become the most popular and strongest huntsmen in the world."
"Oh yes, Midoriya you are trying out for Beacon to are you not." The teacher stated out at the end of Katsuki's rant. Katsuki animatingly froze and at that the whole class slowly turned torward a seat in the middle of the class. In it was the only Faunas in the whole class, another lean built teenager a little below average height with jade green eyes and wild green curly hair with black highlights. He had a quartet of freckles on both his cheeks. His wolf ears showing off his faunas heritage were now folded back in a docile manner. This is Izuku Midoriya, ranked right behind Katsuki in academics and despite not having his semblance discovered a well rounded fighter in combat class.
A few moments pass before a majority of the class broke out in laughter. "Really, you think you can go there Izuku, you haven't even discovered your semblance yet you faunas turd."
Izuku weakly tried to defend himself with reason. "T-that's not true guys. There are some number of people who go without knowing their semblance yet and who knows maybe I'll discover it before the entrance ex-."
He was cut off as a hand exploded onto his desk belonging to Katsuki, charring the top and sending the other boy to the ground. "Really Deku" He growled out in clear anger. "You trying to compete with me you Faunas wannabe. I'm all Beacon needs from this dump of a school and now you think you're my level."
"N-n-no w-wait Kacchan, I don't want to compete with you. I-I-I-it's just been a dream of mine ever since I was kid because my dad was one from Beacon and so was All Might. I might not have my semblance right now but that doesn't mean I can't try." Izuku was trying to anywhere other than Katsuki's heated glare.
Katsuki's rage was poping in his veins on his forehead and smoke was coming off of his palms like steam from a running train engine. "LIKE HELL YOU'D BE ABLE TO GO THERE WITH THE BEST OF THE BEST LIKE ME!"
Izuku looked down in shame as Bakugou continued to berate him.
"Learn you're place faunas wannabe Deku Huntsm-"
"ENOUGH, one more comment like that from any of you and I will see it on your transcript cards that you are a racist and biased member of society not worthy of being a Huntsmen." That caught the students attention and they all went back to their seats and Katsuki begrudgingly sat back down and Izuku got up and sat back in his teacher had enough of this, he had been trying to alleviate the tension on young Midoriya for years now and none of the students ever obliged him. He personally thought Izuku was one of the better students of the class on account of his behavior, aspirations and actual performance. Despite what Katsuki said he is not a racist he is someone who belittles anyone in a way that will hit closer to home.
"Okay now that that is over, shall we continue for the day?" The teacher asked.
Later at the school, 3:15 pm
School had just been released, and the heated topic from earlier had not been forgotten. By now everyone was starting to head home, but Izuku was still there packing up his materials and afterwards heading to grab his weapon from his locker. Huntsmen in training are allowed to carry their weapons on hand in case of emergencies such as Grimm attacks. He was just about to grab his journal about Huntsmen he took notes on but it was taken at the last second by Katsuki.
He shook the notebook around in his a little before deciding to speak. "I don't know what the hell you think you're doing, Deku, but don't think you can leave because we aren't done talkin' yet." He bared maliciously in his gaze.
"Whatcha got there, Katsuki? His diary." His two followers were standing behind him as they tried looking at what Katsuki stole from Izuku. Katsuki held the notebook over his shoulder to show them both the Title and designation of the journal.
They both laughed at Izuku's expense. "Huntsman notes book thirteen, hahaha, wow you must be pretty damn desperate their Izuku."
"H-ha ha, very f-funny guys." The boy then turned to Bakugou and asked, "C-could you please give it back now, Kacchan"
Bakugou let out a small explosion on both sides of the journal leaving it singed and devoid of it's former glory. Izuku was shocked and backed up a little. "Now that's just cruel." Then he let a panicked yelp when Katsuki turned and tossed it out the window before Izuku could even get another word in. Rubbing salt in his wound, Katsuki belittled him even more. "Most great huntsmen show potential when they're very young. People look at them and just know that they're destined for something great. When I'm the only student to graduate from this shitshow of a high school to Beacon Academy, they'll be talking about me like that. They'll know that I'm the next big thing. That's not ego talking, I'm just that good."
He then placed his hand on Izuku's shoulder and minorly activate his semblance, causing his hand to smoke and Izuku to wince at the new high temperature on his shoulder. "Here's a little advice from me, you damn nerd." He let his face light in a cruel matter of a smile. "Don't even think about applying, or there'll be consequences."
Izuku simply stood there as Katsuki and his unnamed followers started to make their way out of there. He thought he was a decent person in societies eyes, so why? Why did he deserve so much hate for being born as a Faunas? For not yet discovering his own power? For being the only damn faunas in this whole damn class in this whole damn school?
Katsuki stopped at the door and looked back at the faunas boy and chuckled darkly a little before he started talking. "You know if you really wanna be huntsman that badly, there actually might be another way. Just pray that you'll find yourself a cool semblance in the next life and take a swan dive off the roof of the academy!"
Izuku had had enough of this and grabbed his back and pushed right past them out the door before looking back. "Stupid Kacchan, you don't tell someone to go and kill themselves." He exclaimed angrily. He felt so enraged but still helpless at the situation. He proceeded to keep walking away from them.
Activating his semblance, Katsuki to let out steam and pops from being talked back to. His two idiot cronies were about to go after him. He held up a hand to them stopping them in their tracks. "Let him go, I'll let him slide for now."
Izuku had kept walking in seething anger. He made it downstairs and was walking torwards the courtyard outside their homeroom., You can't just tell someone to kill themselves. What if he'd decided to jump? What then? Katsuki would be a motive of suicide and probably charged with an indirect murder.
He saw his journal in the pond by the building in the courtyard.. The local Koi fish were closing in on it seeing it as something they could possibly eat. Yep, the world evidently seemed pretty content to piss on him.
"Give that back, it is not for you to eat" He said, sending the fish everywhere as he bent down to pick his notebook out of the water. He let it air out a bit before looking through the pages to see if it was any good. It would still be functional in the future. The notes on the inside were still readable and noteworthy (no pun intended). It wouldn't be dry for a while so he set to carry it in his arm as to let it air out and not let it ruin the other materials in his back pack. "Damn it." He then proceded to the barracks to grab his weapons. Having entered he walked down until he was in front of his own locker, #0415. He typed in his passcode on his scrool and held it up to the lock before the door opened up with a psh. The weapon of a huntsmen was one of the very few constants in the life of a huntsmen, a line spoken by retired huntsmen and famous weapon builder, Higari Maijima.
His weapon was something he had pride in. It was a twin set of axes that held the barrel of a gun in the blunt tops of them both. The triggers were a little lower than halfway on the stock of the weapon. They were both stylized in a black and green color scheme. The handles for both were semicircular and black while the blades were a shiny silver hue that had lines of dark green tracing the blades and stock with his symbol on both sides of both blades. His symbol itself was an Olympic style torch held in the mouth of wolf. It was an homage to his father while also having his own uniqueness. He suddenly felt sad at the thought of his father. He remembered the night his mother and him were told the news of his father.
Flashback- 12 years ago
A man dressed in black clothing came to their house that day. He seemed unkept and overall looked tired of the world, like he had seen everything it had to offer.
"Mrs. Midoriya after the mission was over and the civilians were safe they went back to find your husband but they came up with nothing, not even a body. Considering it was Grimm territory at the time we can only conclude that he did not make it. I am truly sorry for your loss." His voice had lost it's earlier tiredness and boredom and was now filled with seriousness and sympathy.
"H-he (sniff) didn't even tell (sniff) me that (sniff) his team was asked away (sniff) on a mission." Inko Midoriya's voice was aching with emotion and no doubt hurting her throat. She had never been good when it came to sadness, so when the man said it was clear cut the man she loved was dead she had tears streaming out of her eyes like slowly rising waterfalls.
The man seemed to understand and decided to add one more thing before he left. "I know this seems like a bad time but the council wanted me to give you this." He pulled out a medal with the Vale kingdom symbol on it attached to a navy blue ribbon. "This is a Valean Medal of Honor, awarded to Huntsman who performed great feats in their careers. It seems a little insensitive to do this right now but it is what was asked of me. The headmaster of Beacon would be willing to compensate for anything you need."
Inko didn't take well to that. "I don't want your help." She smacked the medal over the floor. "I want my husband back." Her voice was raw with emotion as she continued to break down in sobs right there.
The man seemed to think he had said enough and began to take his leave. On the way to the door he picked up the small medal and looked to the third occupant of the house. A little faunas boy playing with an All Might action figure, he had not heard their conversation despite his better hearing.
He bent down to the boy's level and spoke with him. "May I see that real quick?" The boy handed it up to the man. "What is your name?"
"Izuku." The boy sat in silence for few moments. "My daddy is not coming home is he?"
The man shook his head. "No. No he is not." He handed the action figure back to him along with the medal. "You keep that safe and look after your mother, okay?" Little Izuku nodded. And the man finally took his leave. Izuku watched the door close before looking down at the medal that he ahd been handed. The medal of a Huntsman, the medal of a Hero. No, it was the medal of his Father.
Present time
He gripped around his chest to feel the cool medal he wore on a necklace underneath his clothes. He was now walking underneath the bridge on the route he usually took home. He learned a few things throughout the years. No matter what anyone else said or did, he would hold his head high and keep moving forward. And to always keep on smiling, just like All Might. The other, if the world thinks you are useless and a freak of nature; prove them wrong. And lastly no matter what happens, if someone needs his help he would give it out to them at the drop of a hat.
The sound and sight of movement from the corner of his eye drew his attention behind him, and as he turned around, but it was too late as he was caught in the grasp of the new figure. It was a wraithlike creature of smoke and claws but the most distinged features were the bones protruding from the black wraith form and the bone mask with a single red hot glowing eye in the center. It was a geist, a type of grimm that takes over things in the surrounding environment. If someone wasn't using aura and had a series of negative emotions running through them, then geists could actually take over the body of said person. Izuku didn't have enough time to activate his Aura as the creatures misty form started entering his mouth contempt to make him its new host. It tackled Izuku to the ground so he could not escape, making him drop his journal in the process.
Can't breathe. He thought before trying to grab at the thing to try and find and sort of handhold to keep him alive, constantly gripping nothing in his attempts. The grimm pushed it's body further down Izuku's throat.
Body... getting... weak... am I... dying? Izuku thought as he looked at the journal he'd dropped earlier. It was open, on the page that he'd started writing down notes on the new huntress from that morning at the train station. No... not... yet... somebody... help...
A crashing sound came the other side of the bridge, revealing a large sillohute that's face and body and were obcured from Izuku lack of oxygen. "Fear not, citizen, you are safe." He said to Izuku, a smile plastered onto his face. "Now that I am here!"
The geist frustrated at being interrupted whipped an arm towards a pillar and used it as a new limb which he swing at the newcomer, but the attempt was made futile by two words.
"MENAGERIE SMASH!" He yelled as he punched at the gas like monster, the kinetic force causing his body to disperse, and releasing Izuku, now unconscious.
(a few minutes later)
"Hey... wake up... hey!" He said as he gently tapped Izuku awake. The boy's eyes flutered open to look at his savior. "Ah! Thought we lost you there!"
Izuku's face was both shocked and excited at the man who saved him. His limbs took over as he backed away from the man at a rapid pace, though he still remained on the ground. The man stood up to his full height of around seven feet tall. The man was wearing green cargo pants and a white shirt that barely contained his muscles that looke ready to pop out of his skin at any moment. His hair was blond and sleeked back except for the two gravity defying bangs that went straight up making them look like rabbit ears. He had a large smile on his face that said everything was fine. It was All Might, the worlds strongest huntsman and its very own symbol of peace. All Might stood up, saying, "Well, if you can still move around alright, there shouldn't be any lasting damage. Sorry about what happened back there. I didn't mean for any civilians to get caught up in this."
"That aside, you were a big help! Thank you! I've been chasing that Grimm for a good while and you slowed it down enough for me to finally kill it.." He said as he showed Izuku two thumbs up as a way of thanks.
His idol was standing right there in front of him. Holy crap, it's really All Might! Here! In the flesh! He looks so much cooler in person!
"Wait, I-I gotta get an autograph!" He said as he searched his person for a pen, before noticing his journal next to him open with the words ALL MIGHT spread across two blank pages. "He already signed it!" He yelled.
"Thank you so much! This will a family heirloom for generations to come!" Izuku said as he bowed to All Might with each and every word he said, the latter responding with another simple, and rather nonchalant, thumbs up.
"Welp, I'd better get going! Reports say there might be another one around here! Please continue to support me and other Huntsmen! See you around!"
W-wait, he can't go yet! He still have so much to ask him!
All Might was taking off into the sky but he felt something tugging at his leg, he turned to see Izuku grabbing on to his leg and his mouth open with all the wind pressure.
"What the- hey, let go of me! I love my fans but this is just too much" He shouted over the wind, trying to pry Izuku off his leg.
"No way, I wouldn't survive the fall and die!" He rebuttled.
All Might stopped at the sound of logic. "Ah! Fair point!"
Then they landed on the roof of a nearby building, after which Izuku proceeded to practically collapse onto the roof and squeeze out, "My life flashed before my eyes."
"Bang on the door for a while, someone will let you in eventually." He said as he gestured to the roofs entrance. "Now I really need to get out there. See you on the flipside!"
"Wait! C-c-can I at least ask one question?" Izuku asked.
All Might turned around and responded. "Alright, but just one. I'm in a bit of a hurry."
Izuku already knew what he was going to ask.
"Could I still become a Huntsman even though I haven't found my semblance?" Izuku asked barely audible.
Silence engulfed them as All Might just stood there. "No semblance, really?" He asked curiously.
"Y-yes, I have tried meditating, practicing and many others but no matter what it's all the same. The others call me useless for it but I always try looking up to you." He awkwardly smiled in a fanboy tone, his voice quiet and honest. "I was wondering what you wou-"
Out of nowhere to be exact All Might's body began to steam, as he bent over with his mouth in his hand in what appeared to be pain. 'Crap, my time limit was up.'
"Hey... are you okay All Might?" Izuku tried to ask. And was shocked beyond all belief at seeing what some saw as All Might's real form, a rather gangly man with the same hairstyle and clothes, but the two signature spikes looked as though they had been deflated, his hair no longer sleeked back but now wild, his face sunken and his clothes, once barely able to contain his figure, were now baggy as hell.
"W-w-w-w-wait? What happened? An imposter? You don't look like All Might. Where did All Might go?" Izuku frantically searched around the roof for him.
The new person looked back at him, the sciera of his eyes were now black that seemed eery with his astonishing blue iris'. "I can assure you that I am All Mi-" he began before blood seemed to leak out from between his teeth, causing Izuku to freak out even more.
"AAAAAAHHHHH, YOU'RE BLEEDING. HOLD ON, I HAVE A FIRST AID." Izuku frantically checked his bag.
"No need I'm fine." The now deflated All Might took out a hankercheif and wiped at his mouth.
Once Izuku calmed down, All Might gave a simple explanation of his semblance. "Ya know those guys at the beach who usually suck in their guts to look buff?" Izuku nodded wordlessly. "It kinda works like that."
This can't be real!
"But how is this possible? All Might is a giant of a man who always saves people with a fearless smile." Izuku stammered his mind on what is real and what is not.
"A fearless smile huh, that what they think but I really smile to help keep both mine and the people I save fears from showing." All Might said as he sat down, exhausted from maintaining his form for so long while tracking down the monster. "I'm going to be counting on you to keep quiet about this next part."
He lifted his baggy shirt, showing Izuku his scar that seemed like a shot from a cannon went through it. Izuku covered his mouth with his hands as a gasp left his lips. "I know, it's pretty disgusting. Got this in a fight about five years back. My respiratory system barely survived, and I lost my whole stomach. I've lost count of how many surgeries I went through, and I can't get it fixed. I've only got about three or four hours a day to do hero work. This is what I look like normally."
"W-w-wait, f-five years ago? Then was it the last Grimm invasion Vale had at the Northern Border? The mission to take back Mountain Glenn?"
"Huh. You're well informed. But no, it wasn't any of those fights. Most of Remnant doesn't know about this particular fight, and I want it to stay that way. I'm supposed to be the guy that's always smiling after all. The poster boy of the Big Four. They gotta believe that I'm not afraid of anything. Like I said I smile just to hide the fear I keep bottled up inside of me. A brave face to keep the public's negativity at a low level. This job is extremely dangerous." He said, looking at Izuku with a gaze that seemed to pierce his very soul. "We're always having to risk our lives for others every day. And some things just can't be beaten without a Semblance. So no, I don't think you can't become a huntsman but the risks involved in doing so are doubled for you."
Izuku's world felt like cracking a little. His idol, the person he'd been looking up to his entire life, was saying in his own way that he shouldn't go through with it. He started to look at his shoes, only letting out; "I-I see."
All Might then got up and headed towards the roof entrance, saying, "If you still want to help people, there are plenty of other ways to do it. You could become a police officer. They get a lot of crap from the press and the public because huntsmen capture most of the big name criminals, but it is a fine profession."
He opened the door to the roof and finished his speech to Izuku. "It's okay to have a dream young man. Just... make sure your dreams are attainable." He closed the door behind him, leaving Izuku alone on the roof.
It had been only a few seconds since the man he admired had left, before there was a series of explosions happening a good six blocks from the buildings rooftop. Wanting to see what it was he leaped towards the next roof and the next one after that to get to the site.
Even All Might said the same thing as all the others. You can't be a huntsman without a Semblance. He kept to his word and still tried to see if someone needed his help.
An explosion shook him from his thoughts. He jumped down from the last building and saw that a crowd was formed behind a line of Huntsmen and Huntresses. On the other side of that line was something he didn't expect to see.
The street was on fire as numerous explosions came from the figure in the center of it all. It was another Giest like the one from earlier, the one that had tried to use his body as a skin suit. But how was one here? Didn't All Might kill it already?
Then he remembered back to All Might's words from earlier, that there was probably another one in the area and he was asked to kill it.
It's my fault. He nearly said aloud. All Might had used up his time talking to him when he should have been stopping this monster.
"Why aren't the other huntsmen doing anything?" A random pedestrian said.
"Well, none of them are used to dealing with this type of Grimm, plus the monster has a kid hostage. Things aren't lookin' very good for them." Another one answered for him.
That's when Izuku noticed the faint figure of a human inside. Somebody was in there?! How were they still alive?! He thought he would have die after only a few seconds!
"Hey, isn't that the thing All Might was chasing earlier?" A woman's voice said.
"Wait, seriously?! This thing got away from the All Might?!" A man practically screeched.
"Well, can't someone call him or something?" Someone else inquired.
"Seriously, where the hell is he?" A man shouted.
Someone's gotta help eventually. Backup's gonna come soon.
And then he saw the one the Grimm had decided to envelop. It was the person who'd tormented him the most, his "childhood friend," Katsuki Bakugou. The same man who made his existence barely tolerable. The same person who less than an hour ago told him to kill himself.
Before he could even register what he was doing, Izuku broke through the crowd and ran towards the two, despite everyone of the officials and civilians yelling at him to come back. He wasn't going to save his tormentor. Nor was he rushing to save his bully. No, he was trying to help someone whom he knew needed help.
He ran towards the danger, in spite of the fire biting at his heels, and in spite of his own self-doubt, he ran. He ran to save someone who needed to be saved.
'Make an opening.' He thought to himself as he grabbed one of his axes and activated his aura, coming over him in a forest green light in preparation for the battle ahead.
The creature saw him coming and sent it's arm out to grab a car that twisted into the form of a new appendage and swung it downwards at the charging Izuku. He barely dodged to the left before throwing his axe directly at the Geist's face and imbedding itself in the center of it's mask causing to lose sight of them. Letting out a pained moan from it's none-existing mouth and loosening his grip on Bakugou significantly, giving him the opportunity to yank Bakugou out.
"Deku?" Bakugou asked, barely conscious. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I don't know," He grabbed his axe and started to run with Bakugou in his arms " my legs just moved on their own and well you looked like you needed help." Izuku answered.
The creature, angry beyond all belief with it's eyesight back, whipped it's arm back and then launched it at the two, fully prepared to kill them. Izuku took his axes in front of them and braced himself for the pain to come. But it didn't.
"I really am pathetic." A booming voice said loud enough for only him to hear.
Izuku turned to see All Might standing in front of him, taking the full brunt of the blow meant for him and Bakugou, steam rising off of his skin and a small trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth.
"I told you the traits to make a great huntsman. But I see now that I wasn't living up to my own ideals!" All Might said as he prepared to kill yet another Grimm today. "We're always ready to risk our own lives! That's the test of a true huntsman!"
The Giest screeched as he prepared another attack. But before he could even move a simple foot back…
"BEACON SMASH!" All Might punched with such a force that it dispersed its body in an even wider radius than before, and the kinetic force creating a small tornado, which only remained for five seconds before disappearing. And then it began to rain. How could someone have that much power? No on really knew. He then brought his hand up to wipe the small trickle of blood from earlier.
After the incident, the Huntsman evacuated the scene of people and set to work on estimates of the property damage. Izuku got chewed out by a few of the huntsmen for his reckless behavior, his ears down in shame while the huntsmen laid it in him. Bakugo just sat there, not even paying any attention to the praise he was being given for his bravery. The only thing on his face was a barely hidden scowl, directed at Izuku.
(30 minutes later, elsewhere in Vale)
Izuku was far away from the scene. All Might got swarmed by the press, and he didn't want to draw any more attention to himself. He could always apologize at another time.
"DEKU!" Izuku heard a very familiar voice yell to him. He turned to see Bakugo running after him. Stopping a little ways from him, and panting for a few seconds, "Listen... I don't owe you jack shit! You get that! I would've been just fine on my own! Don't ever try to help me again!"
He then turned around and stormed off, leaving Izuku rather confused. Was that his own anger fueled way of saying thanks or was it something else?
Izuku sighed. He tried at the very least. He turned around and continued walking, reevaluating how to accomplish his dream.
"I am here!" All Might jumped out of one the alleys ahead of him
Startled by his sudden appearance, Izuku jumped back in surprise. "All Might? What're you doing here? Weren't you just talking with the rest of the press?"
"If you can't even shake the press, you'll never be able to outrun a Grimm." He flexed in a body builder fashion. "But it was no challenge for me as I am All Mig-" and then he lost his grip his form once more, leaving him as smaller form once again, and he coughed up some blood to boot.
"All Might." Izuku scrambled for his first aid again before All Might raised his hand to say he was good.
"Call me Toshinori when I'm like this okay kid." He coughed out reaching his handkerchief up to his mouth.
Once he stopped coughing, he continued. "Young man, I came here to thank you. And to discuss the question you posed to me earlier. If you hadn't done what you had done back there, I likely would've just been a bystander in the midst of the crowd. So thank you."
"No, don't thank me. I got in the way and I wasted your time limit. I'm sorry." He said it dejectingly, looking down on his shoes.
"I'm not done yet." He said, surprising the boy. What else could he possibly have to say? "You said you had not seen you're semblance, that you don't know your own power. Well in spite of that, I saw you, a young man with a heart of gold, try to save a life, and it spurred me to action."
Shocked, Izuku stared wide-eyed as Toshinori continued his speech. "There are stories about every huntsman and huntress, about how they became so great. But most have one thing in common. They moved before they could even think, almost as if it were instinctual. It happened to you to did it not."
As Toshinori continued his speech, Izuku began to tear up, and then he began to cry. Not because he was sad, but because he was happy. So, incredibly happy.
"And today, that's what you did. Young man, you too can become a huntsman."
Those words hit close to home as Izuku felt his eyes get more watery than before.
"I hereby deem you worthy of my Semblance. My power is yours to command."
This here is actually the story of how Izuku Midoriya, a faunas ridiculed by society, and his friends became the greatest huntsman of all time.
Yes ladies and gentleme I am back and with a story inspired by the only person to make a good crossover between these two stories but with my own spin on it. In this one we will see more of our beloved cast of MHA. And yes I made Izuku a faunas because if he is still training to be a huntsmen than it should be a mix from his lack of a semblance and his heritage that leads to a childhood without friends. And I hope I keep going with this one because I thought of the events all the way to volume 5 and I am liking what I'm seeing.
As always leave comments and cheer on.