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SOMEWHERE IN SPACE
When growing up as a child on the world of Deviluke, Lala could always look back on the nights when her mother recounted the various stories from knights wielding swords of light, the battles of good versus evil, and legendary tales from a galaxy far, far away. The young princess of Deviluke always looked forward to the few nights when her mother was able to escape the endless amount of work because of her status as a central figure in their empire's government.
Most of all, Lala grew more and more enamored with the idea of destiny, especially the idea of being able to find your own way in life and follow that path to see where it make take someone. Those nights of listening to her mother had helped fuel the young girl's drive to find her own path in this universe, regardless of the responsibility being thrown at her, consisting mostly of lessons that someone in her position would need to learn if they are to become a successful member of the royal family.
Unfortunately, Lala came to the miserable discovery about being the first princess of the Devilukean Empire; her entire life is planned from start to finish by the choices and actions of her parents, even if she may disagree with them on any of the choices being made for the young girl.
Over the next few years, Lala's frustration with the lessons, restrictions, and responsibility had exploded in size when the day her mother and father explained to the first princess about needing to find and marry a potential husband capable of taking over the reins of their empire when the day came for her father to step down in the future. The worst part was the words he had chosen to use, thinking it would be enough to convince her to agree to such this marriage agreement. Nothing made the young girl feel worse than hearing those words come from her father's mouth on that day…
'As a princess of the Devilukean Empire, you have a responsibility to not only marry a strong suitor to take my place in the future but give birth to his children. This is a responsibility that must be upheld if our family's lineage is to continue, Lala!'
Lala felt a myriad of emotions when hearing those words from her father. The first was utter hatred for what he was doing to her, but her rage was quickly followed by a dull aching pain in her chest and it didn't take long for tears to stream down her face. Nothing in the last fourteen years could come close to the misery she was feeling on that day.
Something else had changed in Lala's mind; enough was enough.
The first princess of Deviluke knew she couldn't continue living on her home world if her entire life was going to be nothing more than her father preparing her for a life she didn't want to live. From the monotonous lessons consisting of interacting with other royal families, learning about the history of other worlds conquered during her father's previous wars to expand the domain of his empire, to other things which hardly interested Lala.
When thinking back on her early life, Lala felt like she being molded into someone she clearly wasn't as her fascination for science far outweighed everything else and creating her inventions brought a certain satisfaction to the young girl's being. It was also the chance for Lala to come to the realization about her situation.
Staying on Deviluke would only continue to drag her down with tradition and force her into a role she and her sisters would be forced to perform for the rest of their lives. Or, the princess of Deviluke could risk everything and leave the only home she's ever known in an attempt to find a better life somewhere in the vast Milky Way Galaxy.
Her choice was quite clear, and about a few nights when coming to her decision, Lala quickly packed a few items which she would need for a journey into the vast region of space. So when she finally got inside her ship and began the process for taking off, the princess knew her father would send his men to track her down, no matter where she hid in this universe. But Lala refused to follow the path created by her mother and father.
So as she began the preparations for take-off, the pink-haired princess saw the millions of stars in the night sky, wondering what awaits her in the vast unknown of space.
At first, initial take-off had to have been the most terrifying moment in her life as Lala could feel the force behind her spacecraft's engine as they roared to life, launching her further and further into the dense atmosphere of her home world. Soon, the bright blue/purple sky of Deviluke began to slowly fade away, being replaced by the dark void of space.
Underneath the pressurized helmet, Lala smiled at the sight of seeing so many stars at one time. Before the girl had a chance to even take a second and breathe, Lala heard the sensors on the ship start going off as she saw three more spacecraft rapidly approaching her location, making the girl realize her father caught onto her plan quite early on.
Time felt like a convoluted topic as Lala could hardly tell the difference, even with the time being shown on one of the monitors. For what seemed like days on end, the princess felt like she playing a game of cat and mouse with the men chasing her and it didn't seem to matter how far she went ahead or how clever her trick to escape them, these three ships refused to give up on the chase.
None of this was made any easier when Lala discovered the person leading them was her father's top guard by the name of Zastin, someone she's known since being a little girl. Some would write off the man's skill but Lala and her family knew how capable Zastin could be in, especially when given the right motivation.
Lala was forced to concentrate on piloting as she felt bolts of lasers slam into the rear of her spacecraft, making it lunge forward. She reached forward and gripped the controls of the ship as tight as she could as more bolts lasers flew past her ship in rapid succession before detonating a few meters away. Tilting her head down, Lala checked her monitors and looked for any significant damage done to the engines of her small spacecraft.
A small frown appeared on her beautiful face, 'Looks like one of these engines got hit pretty bad, but it might be able to hold for a few more hours…'
The longer this chase went on, the more Lala learned about the situation presented to her. From what the princess could figure out, Zastin and his two men must have been instructed to bring the princess back without much harm, but those orders must have been changed from what Lala has been seeing the last few hours or so. Everyone, even Zastin, had to follow the orders of her father without a single complaint as the entire empire was aware of the king's infamous temper when anything involved his wife and three daughters.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Lala felt the ship getting struck by something, suspecting it must have taken a direct blast from one of the spacecrafts chasing after her. Thankfully, the shielding managed to hold and taking the majority of the damage from the enemy fire.
"I guess papa told them they can be a little rough with me," Lala muttered to herself as she moved her control stick to the left, avoiding another blast of fire from Zastin and the men assisting him. That last laser bolt proved how willing Zastin and his men are to bring her back to papa by any means necessary.
During the chaos of the chase, Lala was startled when the scanners started going off as they picked up three large objects coming out of hyperspace, something the runaway princess wasn't exactly in the mood to deal with whatever was heading her way. It all changed when the three objects came out of hyperspace…
Instead of being met with similar-sized spacecrafts, the smaller ships dwarfed in comparison to the warships arriving onto the scene. The Resurgent-Class Star Destroyers, the most iconic warship of her father's legendary fleet, were designed to destroy entire enemy fleets on their own.
'Those are ships from papa's Death Squadron!' she mentally exclaimed, unable to hide the look of surprise from seeing those warships appearing right before her. These ships belonged to her father's personal fleet known as Death Squadron, who were always at the front lines of any war against the enemies of their empire. These men are known for their brutality against the enemies of the Deviluke King.
Her eyes went wide when seeing the massive warships in front of her ship, 'Is papa seriously using his prized fleet to capture me?'
Lala was torn between being shocked at how far her father was willing to go to bring her back to their home world or appalled at him needing to use such excessive force to bring her back. Although, there was a voice in the back of her head, reminding the girl about how her father pretty much decided her future without even asking how she felt about this entire situation.
Her thoughts were interrupted as her spacecraft started coming under fire from Zastin once again. Realizing the few options available to the former princess of Deviluke until she saw the cruisers trying to cut off her escape route from the area. As she started to panic at the sight of them doing this, causing Lala to make her decision in that very moment.
Wrapping both hands around the control stick, Lala pushed it forward, increasing the speed of the ship. The former princess knew how small her margin of error was going to be, however, it was either giving up or being forced into a marriage she wanted nothing to do with.
'I'll take my chances with Pyon-Pyon Warp-Kun,' Lala thought as she raced forward, avoiding a series of laser blast from Zastin and his forces.
Lala knew how much was riding on the success of her teleportation device, something she made shortly before leaving her home world of Deviluke. As she set the coordinates for the ship to follow, Lala felt a bit of anxiety at the thought of leaving the only place she's ever known as home, even if she's been forced into a role of being nothing more than a glorified piece of property for her father to use at any moment.
She quickly typed in the coordinates just as a nearby explosion had rocked the ship, making Lala realize how little time there was right now. Once the princess finished typing into the navigation computer, everything was now ready for her escape from this reality.
Even if there was no future for her, Lala knew she'd be leaving behind her two younger sisters and her mother, and they'd understand the reason for wanting to leave...right?
That single thought drove its way into her skull, it was certainly something to consider. Lala adored her younger sisters, always wanting to spend as much time as she could with them, and especially since the older sister knew how much they looked up to her. As for her mother, the princess loved her mother, even if she hardly could spare the time to do so. Although, it was a question for another day as Lala looked down at her wrist and started looking for the familiar shape of her invention.
"Haha!" she exclaimed as her fingers felt the shape of it, hidden underneath her pressurized suit. This was the moment of truth; freedom was within the girl's grasp now.
Taking one last look at the three massive cruisers of her father's fleet, Lala pressed the button on the device and was blinded by a bright white light.
She hoped her invention could take her far away from this reality she's been forced to live for the last few years of her life. What the young girl didn't realize is that she's about to arrive on a world unlike anything she could have ever dreamed of…
X-X-X
EARTH, JAPAN
'What was I thinking? I only got in the way of those Pro-Heroes…'
A young man by the name of Izuku Midoriya was in the middle of berating himself for the incident that happened earlier today. Not only did he feel like he was responsible for the slime villain being able to escape from the reach of All Might, but Izuku didn't know what he would have done if Kacchan had actually gotten hurt during the fighting between the Pro-Heroes and the villain.
He gripped the strap of his book-bag tighter than before, feeling more and more guilty for trying to do what was impossible for him in his position. There was a small part of him who couldn't stop thinking about the words of people who knew about his dream of wanting to become a hero…
'Midoriya actually wants to be a hero? Dude has to be stupid.'
'Probably got dropped on his head as a kid.'
'He can't be this delusional, right? He has to be joking!'
'Can't believe his mom gave birth to this freak, can you?'
'YOU'RE BELOW THE REJECTS! YOU'RE QUIRKLESS!'
Every day he was forced to hear the same comments about his...disability. In a world filled with people possessing amazing abilities called Quirks, Izuku had always wanted to know why he was born as one of the few people on this planet who didn't have an ability to call his own. Even his mother had seemed to have given up on him shortly after the doctor revealed his Quirkless nature.
Nothing was heart-shattering when Izuku heard his mother apologizing instead of helping to keep his dream alive…
Life continued on, and Izuku managed to find some confidence in his dream of becoming a Pro-Hero and following in the footsteps of the number one hero in the world. A man who was an inspiration to millions throughout the world, especially for people like Izuku.
All Might was considered to be the Symbol of Peace in this world. His presence was the main reason why criminals everywhere had become terrified to operate as they knew he could arrive within just moments and foil whatever crime they were attempting. Yet, Izuku had learned the truth about the man and his declining health ever since a mysterious battle with a powerful villain who possessed the capability of inflicting such serious damage to All Might.
'Now, his time limit has been shortened even more…' Izuku recalled seeing his favorite hero wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth shortly after defeating the slime villain. To see something of that nature and realize he was the reason for All Might having to exert himself, even more, was something which shattered Izuku's desire of following in the man's footsteps.
Even his own idol crushed his dream when asked whether or not someone without a Quirk could become like him, 'People are always risking their lives every day, using their abilities to combat the criminals who possess powers of their own. So, no, I don't think you can become a hero without having a Quirk.'
As Izuku's thoughts were running rampant, a voice was heard calling out to him.
"Deku!"
The familiar nickname meant to insult him, was more than enough to make Izuku return to reality and see who was calling him, although, given the name being used, there was only one person who used it. Izuku smiled nervously at the sight of his friend/bully since childhood. Standing a few meters away from Izuku was another boy who looked to be around the same age as him.
The young man looked to be the complete opposite of Izuku in every way possible from possessing wild, spiky ash blonde hair with piercing red eyes containing a look of uncontrollable rage burning inside them. A rage which appeared to be aimed at Izuku, causing the timid young man to shrink under the intense gaze of his childhood friend/bully.
Surprisingly, a part of Izuku thought he was here to thank him for attempting to save him, but it such a thought was flushed down the toilet when Kacchan started yelling in his usual manner.
"I never asked for help!" Kacchan barked, his enraged look terrifying Izuku. "And you didn't help me, got it?! I was fine by myself! You're a Quirkless failure playing without a full deck. Don't think you can look down on me! Don't look down on me, damn nerd!"
A short but quick to the point response. Kacchan made his point and left Izuku to his own thoughts now, but was unaware of the blank expression on the latter's face when the situation finally came to an end.
'I remember one of the Pro-Heroes talking about his toughness under pressure. If only they could see these moments,' Izuku thought, realizing none of them had seen his anger when fully unleashed. The timid young man could remember all the times when he was the receiving end of Kacchan's infamous tantrums during their years in school together.
Still, Izuku had something more important to think about right now. Trying to think about a realistic future for himself, a reality that was yelled and beaten into his skull after years of being tormented by everyone, especially Kacchan.
'It's been my dream to become a hero since I was a kid,' Izuku reminded himself and trying his hardest to understand why everyone was quick to destroy his dream. 'But I never asked to be Quirkless...I never asked to be seen as the guy who everyone could pick on...I never asked for any of this.'
He wiped the tears from his eyes using his sleeve, not wanting to scare his mother if he walked into their apartment while crying. Izuku didn't want her to worry about him too.
There were more than problems on his plate after being scolded by those Pro-Heroes for his reckless action of jumping into the fray when it clearly too dangerous for someone as Quirkless as him. Just another reminder of how weak he was in this world.
Leaving those thoughts for later, the young man continued walking down the narrow road, wanting to get home before it gets too late and causes his mom to be worried about him. Although, Izuku figured his mom would've seen him on the news since they were probably mentioned as the two boys saved by All Might today.
"I am here!"
Before Izuku could think about anything else, he was taken back by the sudden appearance of a man who appeared to be the very peak of human performance. Standing well over six feet tall with bulging muscles across his body and looking as every bit charismatic as the news likes to showcase whenever the chance presents itself.
"A-All Might!" Izuku was surprised to see his idol appear before him. "Why are you here? Weren't you just surrounded by now?"
The number one hero laughed, "Getting away from the media was a piece of cake," he still had his famous smile present on his face. "Why? Because I am All M-"
Unfortunately, his time was cut short when he was engulfed in a puff smoke and reverted back into his true form where he seemed more malnourished and sickly than anything else, making it difficult for the young boy to think that this man was his idol growing up. Though, if it's anything he's learned during the last few years, it was that appearance was deceiving in quite a few ways.
The only thing that raised some concern for Izuku was the fountain of blood that All Might puked whenever he changed back into his original form. Honestly, Izuku wanted the man to see a doctor to help with such a bizarre condition, especially since it's not healthy to be coughing up that amount of blood.
When the man was finally able to speak, his sunken blue eyes focused on Izuku, who almost shrunk under the serious gaze of his idol. The man raised three long and bony fingers, "Young man, I came here with thanks, a correction, and a suggestion."
Izuku felt confused about what was going on…
"Huh?" the young boy could hardly find a response to this situation.
All Might explained the reason for him being here, "If you hadn't been there…If you hadn't told me about your life. I would've turned into nothing more than a guy walking around in a bodysuit, and for that, I must thank you, young man."
When he heard those words come out of his idol's mouth, Izuku shook his head and gripped his book-bag even tighter than before.
"That can't be…It was my fault in the first place. I got in the way of your work, and I said all those impertinent things even though I'm..." he took a second to hold back the tears of admitting the reality of his situation, "...Quirkless."
"You're right," All Might replied, having a sneaking suspicion what the young man was feeling when those words came out of his mouth. "But, it was none other than the timid, Quirkless, you at the scene who made me spring into action."
When Izuku heard those words, a look of surprise dominated his face. He was the reason why All Might was able to spring into action? That couldn't be true? Could it?
His idol didn't stop talking there and continued with the reasoning as to why he was here, "Top heroes have stories about them from their school days. Nearly all of them have one thing in common; their bodies moved before any of them could think."
The man smiled softly at him and asked him a very simple question, "It was the same for you, wasn't it?"
All throughout his life, people never gave Izuku a chance to fulfill his dream of becoming a Pro-Hero like the man standing before him. Those same people had always put the young boy down, telling him that someone with his disability couldn't hope to make it anywhere in his life. A harsh reality that was made worse when even All Might had revealed the reality of being a hero in this world. Most of all, Izuku couldn't help but remember the words of his mother from the day they found out he was Quirkless.
'I'm sorry, Izuku!'
Back then, he wanted to hear a very different set of words from his mother. Izuku didn't want to give up on the dream he set for himself ever since seeing the video of All Might for the first time in his life. All the young boy could ever think about was being able to follow in the giant footsteps left behind by the success of All Might.
He couldn't stop the tears from flowing now. Why would he?
'M-Mom, the only thing I ever wanted to hear in my life...was that I had a chance to be like the man standing before me. To be more than a Quirkless boy. I just wanted more from my life...'
All Might looked at the boy, seeing the emotional dam starting to crack open, "You can be a hero, young man."
Those five simple words forced the dam to break, letting Izuku spill the sadness, guilt, joy, and just about every emotion he's kept inside for almost his entire life now. Tears started flowing down his face, letting the number one hero know that this young boy was overwhelmed with feelings he probably couldn't understand right now.
"...And I believe you have what it takes to inherit my power."
If there was ever a time for Izuku to believe he was going insane, the words which came out of the hero's mouth was enough to prove that. All Might, his idol growing up, had spoken a sentence that only existed in the deepest of his fantasies from when he was just a child.
He slowly raised his head, an expression nothing short of confused about what was his favorite hero had said to him. So, he responded in the best way possible, "H-H-Huh?!"
X-X-X
A FEW HOURS LATER
Izuku couldn't fathom the secret which was revealed to him by the number one hero in the world. To learn such a massive secret about the origin of the Quirk known as One for All from the world's number one hero was more than the young boy could ever hope to dream. He was beyond grateful to know All Might had chosen him as his successor, but there was a small fear growing in size by the minute.
'Am I worthy of such a power?'
The simple truth was this; Izuku was Quirkless.
How was someone who has never had abilities of his own, supposed to learn how to use something that has been passed down from generation to generation? Not only was he going to start from scratch, but Izuku remembered one very important detail.
In about a year, the entrance exam for U.A High was going to open up for potential students who want to attend the prestigious institution.
A school known as the top high school for aspiring heroes, famous for giving birth to All Might and some of the most coolest heroes currently fighting in today's world. That was the dream Izuku had set for himself when the school had removed the barrier forbidding Quirkless students such as himself from being able to participate in the exam.
The feeling of anxiety continued to build up inside the young boy as he continued climbing the stairs until he reached the floor where he and his mother lived. Once he walked down the corridor and saw the familiar number of their apartment unit, Izuku started digging into his pocket for the key. When he pulled it out, the young boy struggled to put the key into the lock, feeling a pit in the bottom of his stomach.
'How am I supposed to face my mother after putting her through something like that?' Izuku questioned himself, wondering if his mom was going to be angry with him or go into her usual crying fit, 'The only reason why I was in danger was because I forced myself to do something stupid when I'm nothing more than a useless person?'
After putting in the key and unlocking the door, Izuku quietly opened the door and hoping that his mother hadn't heard the front door opening. Sliding inside, he was greeted by the sight of a dark hallway and no noise heard throughout the small apartment that he and his mother had been living in for quite some time. Taking off his shoes, Izuku wandered further into the house and walked into the living room, where the lights were off and there appeared to be no one else.
There was a small part of Izuku that was confused about the entire situation. He put his book-bag down on a chair and noticed a piece of paper attached to the fridge with his name on it.
Walking over to the fridge, he gently removed the All-Might magnet and opened it.
Sorry, Izuku! I went out to do some quick shopping. I should be home before 7!
Love, mom
Izuku felt an enormous weight off his chest after learning that his mother wasn't home and, hopefully, hadn't seen the news report about what happened in the shopping district earlier today. Letting a sigh of relief escape his lips, the young boy put the piece of paper down.
He couldn't help but remember the words from All Might earlier, 'In about two days, I want you to meet at Dagobah Municipal Beach. That is where your training to become my successor will truly begin. So prepare yourself, young Midoriya!'
Even with the giant smile present on the man's face when he told him where to meet, Izuku still felt a shiver down his spine as he suspected his idol might certainly have something terrifying up his sleeve. Shaking his head, Izuku knew there was no use thinking about what was done.
'I think I'll take a bath before starting my school work,' Izuku decided on his next action. 'All Might will probably throw me into the proverbial meat grinder...let's hope I'm ready for that to happen.'
Heading back to his room, Izuku saw the familiar shape of the All Might merchandise hanging from his door. For anyone who entered his home, they would be able to instantly tell who his favorite hero was in life. And as he entered the sanctuary known as his bedroom, Izuku smiled at the sight of everything he has ever collected that had something to do with hid idol.
Dropping his book-bag on his bed, Izuku sat down at his desk and opened his laptop, turning the machine on and preparing for another lonely night of doing homework when he'd rather catch up on the latest hero news and brushing up on his hero notebooks. Sitting down on the chair, he reached into his book-bag and took out one of his notebooks for class followed by the necessary textbook he was going to need for the assignment.
Looking at the background image of his laptop, Izuku smiled at the picture of him and his only real friend in the entire world; a girl by the name of Yui Kotegawa. It was the only time he had ever really visited an amusement park as money was always tight for him and his mom but Yui had offered for him and his mother to come along with her family during the summer. Besides being his friend, she's also the student council president at their local middle school where she's quite famous, or infamous, for being a stickler of school rules.
As a result of her position in their school, Izuku always found Yui and Kacchan arguing before the start of class or after the day was finished.
Some might ask why he knew someone like Yui, who was quite popular with everyone, especially the boys, but Izuku could hardly understand their reasoning given how low he was on the social ladder. On the other hand, he had far more important things to worry about like making sure Kacchan didn't find him when class was done for the day. Now, what was it that led to their friendship…
Back during their younger years, Izuku could remember going to the park in the area and was beyond nervous at the prospect of getting attacked by Kacchan and the rest of his friends who sided with him. He recalled being baffled at the sight of his former childhood friend picking on another kid, but when Izuku got a chance to see the person, he was shocked to see it was a girl.
At the time, Yui was new the area and had recently moved there, which meant she was an easy target for Kacchan and his friend to pick on. Deciding to stand up for the girl, Izuku put himself between the bully who was once his friend and a girl he didn't know at the time.
Honestly, Izuku still has nightmares about how badly beaten he was that day. For trying to protect her, the young boy was covered in bruises, cuts, and scrapes until they finally got bored enough and left the park not too long afterward. There was a valuable lesson he had learned at the young age of four years old.
'Not all men are created equal.'
About a few days following the confrontation, Izuku and his mother were visited by Yui and her family, who expressed their gratitude for what the young boy had done for their daughter on that day. That was the day when Izuku finally found a real friend in this lonely world, one which was intent on putting him down, no matter what.
Lost in his thoughts of the past, Izuku was only able to return to reality when he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. There was an object streaking towards the downtown area of the city, making Izuku stand up from his chair and walk over to his window. He opened it and squinted his eyes, trying to get a better view of whatever was coming down, but when it finally hit the ground…
BOOOOOMMMM!
Just moments later, a massive explosion had followed soon afterward, making Izuku recoil in fear of what had just happened. The once night sky soon became overwhelmed by the orange glow of the fires tearing through the area. His next thoughts went to the most logical places, 'Mom! Yui!'
Reaching into the pocket of his school uniform, Izuku took out his cellphone and immediately typed in the correct numbers to access his phone and it didn't take long for him to search for the number of his mother. As he held the phone against his ear, Izuku felt a sense of dread as the phone continued to ring.
'Please pick up! Please pick up!' he repeated those same words until the person on the other side finally picked up the phone.
The familiar voice of his mother was heard, clearly concerned about her son given the tone she spoke in, "Hello?! Izuku, baby, what's wrong?!"
Relief flooded Izuku's body, "N-Nothing, mom," he told her. "I was just calling to make sure you're okay."
"I'm fine, sweetheart," she replied, happy to hear the concern her son has for her. "I was almost home when...whatever it was hit the ground in downtown."
"Thank goodness though," the young boy whispered to himself.
For as long as she could remember, Inko knew her son possessed a heart of gold for someone his age. No matter who needed help, she knew her son wouldn't turn them down if there was even a chance of him being able to do some thing to help them. She recalled the few times when he protected kids that were getting bullied by Bakugo and his friends, leaving him covered in burns, bruises, and various other injuries from being on the receiving end.
She smiled, "I'll be home soon, Izuku."
"Okay, I'll see ya soon, mom."
When his mother disconnected from the call, Izuku looked for his friend's number and tapped on her number, Izuku wanted to make sure she and her family were okay after something like that had just happened.
He was relieved when she picked up her phone, "I-Izuku?! Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Yui," he replied, feeling a bit better to hear her voice. "I j-just wanted to know if you were okay too."
"Everything's okay in my house," she said, who sounded just as nervous as he did about what just took place. "What about your mom? Is she fine?"
Izuku nodded to himself, "Yeah, she's okay. My mom is on her way home right now."
"That's great. When is she supposed to get back?"
"Within the next few minutes," Izuku said, looking outside his window and seeing the massive fire was being put under control by the quick work of local Pro-Heroes and the fire department.
"By the way, Izuku..." he heard her seem to stop mid-sentence, making him wonder what might be bothering her, "...why did I see you on the news earlier? D-Did something happen to you?"
The hint of her anger was only overshadowed by the concern when she asked him the question he dreaded to answer. Part of him didn't know how to answer such a question without going into full detail about what had nearly happened to him today. Where the possibility of dying was at an all-time high for the young successor of All Might.
He didn't want to lie to Yui, she was his only friend in the entire world, "C-Can I explain what had happened in person? It would be better that way."
"Promise?" she asked.
"Yeah, I-I promise, Yui."
When the conversation finally ended, Izuku felt exhausted from the day he's had from learning the truth about his mentor's power, the near-death experience, and being scared to death for his mother and his friend. As for what he was going to tell Yui, Izuku still didn't clue as school was far too public for him and he knew his friend was too busy with her responsibilities as the student council president anyway. It was either his house or….hers.
He had nothing against her family in the slightest bit. The worse they've done is tease him about when he would ask their daughter out while her older brother made sure he knew what would happen if Izuku ever decided to ask his little sister out on a date.
As his mind wandered to places best left unsaid, he hadn't taken notice of the glowing blue light coming from the inside of his closest. When Izuku finally came back to the real world, the young boy felt confused to see such a thing happening.
Izuku felt a mixture of fear, anxiety, and curiosity at the situation unfolding right before his very eyes.
Out of nowhere, the bright light coming from his closet, soon faded into darkness, making the future successor of All Might stare at his closest with a hint of suspicion. Wasn't every day your closest starts glowing out of nowhere, right?
Taking a deep breath, Izuku stood up from the floor of his room. He slowly made his way over and firmly gripped the handles to the closest.
'Okay, just open the closest. No big deal, right?' Izuku questioned himself, wanting to get this weird situation over with. Unfortunately, Izuku wouldn't realize that opening this closest door would throw him on a path he could never predict in his lifetime.
Without any warning, he threw open the closet doors but was immediately surprised when someone came crashing out of the closest. Stretching his arms out to catch the person, Izuku nearly fell on his back and was able to catch himself in time, allowing the two of them to stand. Within that brief moment, Izuku could clearly see the person who was hiding in his closest and probably had something to do with the light he saw earlier.
First, and foremost, it was a girl who was apparently hiding in his closest. From what he could see, the girl didn't look any older than him and roughly the same height as him as well. Though, it was hard to see with her long, pink hair in the way.
While he couldn't see her face or anything else like that, Izuku certainly felt the warmth of her skin from the lack of clothes on her body. It was enough to make the young boy blush harder than ever as he tried to remove his hands from the girl, hoping she would understand that it was a mistake.
'W-W-Why is she NAKED?!' Izuku couldn't help but freak out from this situation he found himself in. Fortunately, the girl started to wake up and raised her head up, allowing him to see the girl's face for the first time. She was quite pretty, especially her bright green eyes.
He then remembered the situation they were in, scolding himself for doing such a thing. Taking a deep breath, "A-Are you o-okay?"
The girl seemed a bit confused before coming to her senses. Looking around the room, the girl didn't seem too concerned with the idea that he could see her naked, which was quickly resolved with Izuku using his hands to block his vision.
"Looks like I was able to escape successfully!" she exclaimed, completely disregarding her current lack of clothes, which was making things extremely difficult for Izuku to face her. He turned his head away and searched his room, trying to find something to help the girl cover up or else he wouldn't be able to look at her, let alone hold a conversation.
Luckily, he found a spare t-shirt hanging on the back of his desk chair. Grabbing the article of clothing, Izuku tried his best to speak up, "C-C-Could you, uh, p-please put this o-on?" he politely asked, hoping the girl would make his life easier.
"Hm?"
Finally taking a moment to see her appearance, the girl merely giggled, "Sorry. But you're pretty cute when you're looking embarrassed."
Not only did her comment make the young boy wonder how she could stand there without feeling some semblance of embarrassment. Add in the comment about his reaction, he was about a few seconds away from being nothing short of a blubbering mess.
"Okay! Done!"
Focusing back on the present, Izuku saw the girl had put on his shirt, and it was enough to bring him back to a manageable state.
"So, uh, w-what were y-you doing in..." Izuku rubbed the back of his head, "...my c-closest."
"Oh, that's easy!" she replied. "I was trying to escape, so I used my invention to teleport onto this planet."
Her words made Izuku think, 'This planet? Escape? Is she being chased by someone?'
Numerous questions popped into his mind with just a few words. Was this girl being chased by a bunch of criminals and she needed help? Or was she trying to get away from a situation and used her Quirk to escape?
There were far too many questions and not enough information for Izuku to come to an answer. Except, he did recall her comment about 'teleporting onto this world,' and it was more than enough to make him scratch his head.
"E-Excuse me," Izuku called out to the girl, earning her attention.
"Yes?"
He rubbed the back of his head, "W-What did you mean by teleporting onto this planet?"
"Oh, I come from the planet called Deviluke!" she answered, ignoring the strange look that the young boy was now giving her.
Izuku was almost speechless on how to react to her. Every time he tried opening his mouth, he couldn't seem to find the proper words for this conversation. Sure, the idea of Quirks and heroes has only been around for less than a century, but the idea of aliens and other worlds…
"A-Are you s-sure about where y-you're from?" Izuku wanted to make sure that he didn't completely misheard the girl.
That wasn't the case as the girl nodded vigorously, "Yup, I'm from the world of Deviluke. It's pretty far away from this planet."
TAP! TAP!
Shortly after Lala confirmed her home, the two of them turned towards the direction of the window, where Izuku tried to make sure he was perfectly sane. There appeared to be a short, stubby little being on the other side of the window, tapping on the glass.
"Wh-"
It appeared the pink-haired girl beat him to it, "Peke!"
Without even saying another word, the girl rushed over to the window and opened it, allowing for the thing known as 'Peke' to enter his bedroom. The two of them hugged as if they were old friends seeing each other for the first time in ages. To see such a strange sight, was enough to make Izuku wonder what the hell was going on here.
Now, there was only one question on his mind, 'W-Who is this girl?'
Suddenly, the girl looked at him, a gentle smile present on her face, "Oh, I'm sorry! I never told you my name. That was rude of me. I'm Lala, it's nice to meet you!"
Izuku simply waved back, trying his hardest to smile back. Things were going to get interesting, that much the future successor of All Might could see. He's just hoping it doesn't too much out of hand, or there were going to be problems.
I, uh, decided to create the first ever crossover story between My Hero Academia, which I like to call my My Heroin. Horrible joke, I know guys.
As for this story, I thought about using To Love-Ru since Rito is a spineless bastard in my eyes. The guy seriously has one of the largest, if the largest, harem in anime. How the fuck does that work?! XD.
In other news, I would've had this first chapter out earlier if it wasn't for the NBA trade deadline...which was interesting, to say the least. Man, I hate the 76ers right now!
But, I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter!