A Gambit With Quirks
Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to My Hero Academia. If I did, however, the manga will probably be downgraded like Bleach and get stretched out because of it. This series is all owned by Kōhei Horikoshi. All other anime or references present here are all owned by their creators.
Do keep in mind that this story is non-canon (separate universe), mainly because of the OC.
Chapter 1: The Quirkiest Child
Fushigi Kake: Origin
"Speech" 'Thoughts'
"All Might Buffed Form Talking or Techniques" 'All Might's Thoughts'
[Quirk announcements] [Quirk Type]
[Quirk's abilities]
Whelp look at that, I died.
Whoa, whoa, whoa slow down their bucko! Sit back down. That's not the end of this story ladies and gents. And you think am just going to end it right there, with no background information? THAT'S ONLY ONE OF THE MOST INTEGRAL PARTS OF STORYTELLING! But I digress. There's more.
So, I died, lights out, end of the line, drifting to an endless slumber. Nighty night. But how did I exactly die in the first place? Car crash? Saving an innocent inexpedient little girl from a car crash? Saving an innocent inexpedient little girl from said car crash whilst simultaneously running away from my abusive family from the orphanage? No, I just died naturally.
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That's it.
No self-sacrifice or any noteworthy heroic action what so ever. I just got too old that my body couldn't function any longer. I lived through a rather average peaceful life and it's too late to actually live life to the fullest; because I died if you haven't guessed. On to brighter notes, this is just the beginning of my new adventure. Starting now. Unfortunately, I'm not good with my long-term memory so I'll tell you in what I can gather.
We're introduced to a loving couple in their warm home holding hands together while watching TV late at night.
"Chicken, Peter, you're just a little chicken." the TV emitted
The couple mostly focused on their warm comfort towards each other rather than the continuous chirping from the movie. A woman in her late forties with auburn hair having only a little shade of white on top lays onto the shoulder of her husband. Eyes of hazel look up from their entertainment towards the rough scruff of said husband.
Smiling with anticipation she started with,"Honey," She said wondering how to form her next phrase continued "I think am pregnant." At which she smiles in glee.
Once this new revelation was brought up, the husband immediately brought his whole head down to his wife's level. His olive shaded eyes slowly widen from this.
"Really?" He said as if he couldn't fathom the idea of a new-born. "I guess that would explain a lot of things lately," grasping his chin in thought. "I just thought you were letting yourself go from eating all the ti- "
Unfortunately, the husband couldn't finish his sentence because of the sheer impact that his wife inflicted on him from a quick left hook.
After many months of pregnancy and recovering from a concussion in the husband's case, the wife's water soon broke and has gone into labour. Much to the terror and frustration to them they immediately called an ambulance to escort her to the nearby hospital.
"PUSH!" shouted the fifth four-year man clinging to his wife's hand for closure. "Come on Odoroki sweetie you can do this!" as he cried in encouragement.
Said cry was then immediately stopped and replaced with gagging from the lack of oxygen given to the man, courtesy of the now screaming wife. His neck was scrunched tightly as if it were a newspaper to the women currently giving birth. Fingers clutch with fury, the now named women Odoroki shakenly stared deep into the eyes of the soon purple man.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK AM DOING RIGHT NOW THEN?!" screamed Odoroki gridding her teeth as her insides were stretched beyond belief during the delivery.
But fortunately (as well as the husband's sake) the chaos was irrupted to soon be replaced with a new found sound. A baby's cry.
The two now titled parents soon realised this new-found discovery, and both slowly dropped their sights on the child in awe. The doctor that was instructed to deliver, that somehow did his job while the chaos was happening, also gazed upon the new life on his bleeding gloves raising the infant towards its parents while smiling in their accomplishment.
Once the baby was carefully wrapped and tucked comfortable in the mother's warm embrace, the doctor pulled his mask down to allow his clear announcement.
"Congratulations Mr and Misses Kake, it's a boy," replied the doctor congratulating of this new as he washes the remaining fluids in the medical room. "You're lucky you came in just in time as well."
"All thanks to my quirk I'll tell you." boasted the father pumping his chest in certainty
"Yeah, yeah, but look at our new child Kōun'na," said the mother rolling her eyes at her husband's claims to bring her loving gaze at the child in her arms moving its tiny limbs. "His beautiful," as she gives off a warm smile at it. "Although it would have been nicer to have a baby girl." her face presenting a bit of disappointment with a pout. But hey, a baby is a baby.
The father named Kōun'na shakes his head at her response but smiles anyway. "I bet our child will do great things for the new generation," he said with excitement for his son as his eyes gleamier in hope. "Heck with our luck, I bet when he gets his quirk, he'll be the quirkiest child in years' time." his enthusiasm never ceasing to stop.
"Quirkiest huh?" replied Odoroki raising her brow in amusement at her husband's childish tendencies. "Now that you brought it up, how about we name it Fushigi for our new baby boy?"
Kōun'na daydreaming of his heroic child punching villains was put to a hold as soon as his heard his son's name. Putting up the biggest smile he can make he exclaimed, "That's absolutely brilliant Odoroki!" praising his wife's ingenious naming. "Fushigi it is!" he praised in excitement. "What do you think little Fushigi?" he said in a baby talk voice while trying to tickle the infant.
It succeeds with little Fushigi giggling with his father's large adult finger brushing his chubby chin. This my audience was the day of my birth.
*4 Years Later*
We're now cut to a small colourful preschool setting. The building as it is has all the conventions for a preschool. A playground outside during break times, rooms for the children to play in, tables with chairs to play on, toys and more to keep a child company until the parents pick them up. Teachers monitor the group to insecure their safety while teaching them the fundamental things to help towards higher education in the later years to go by.
As the teachers left the children alone for a little bit because it's break time but they'll check-up from time to time to make sure children are safe. As all the children go to their groups of friends in they own space in the small room to play around with there was one particular individual at the centre on one of the tables.
The boy wears the standard uniform for preschoolers, consisting of the turquoise jumper with a star-shaped emblem where the heart is. Under the jumper is a white buttoned shirt to help build the uniform ending with green shorts and black knickers. Eyes of hazels with light black hair going outwards. But the most unusual feature that is present for this boy was his hair forming a strange hook-shaped…ponytail? This 'ponytail' is fastened by a looped hair band with a black circle facing in front of him, oddly making the hairstyle look like a question mark with the said question mark standing upwards.
This is Fushigi Kake (aka me). The currently, the four-year-old boy is listening to another boy telling the day of a very important event where your life will change and begin for years to come. Or to simply put it to pre-schoolers, manifesting their quirks.
Now as of right now, quirks are a supernatural pheromone where many individuals are gifted with superpowers around a century ago from a shining baby in China. Decades later around 80% of the world possess such powers that the term "hero" became a reality. With these quirks, children from around the world dream of becoming superheroes as a profession in defeating violent villains and protecting the innocent. In addition, getting paid by the government for your contribution.
"I can't wait what my quirk is going to be like!" exclaimed the ecstatic boy beaming towards me with a racoon's head.
"And the best part about it is, we just turned 4 last weeks!" my young self-replied with the same optimism.
Before we can continue our wishful thinking, one of the children starts to blow steam from their ears and nostrils. Immediately all the children including ourselves ran towards the girl who did it. Her quirk gained our attention like a moth from a flame as we're amazed by another blossoming a quirk.
"Woooowww, you're like a choo-choo train!" a random kid said to her.
"It's so warm." this time a girl said with a smile from the feeling of steam
"Wow Kumo-chan!" one of the newly arrived teachers said in a cheerful manner you usually see when a child does well
"You got a beautiful quirk there, Kumo-chan." One of the male teachers in the preschool complainant with a warm smile.
Said girl was beginning to blush a faint pink for the collections of compliments and praises of her quirk manifesting. This has been a recurring thing for us during the past month or so since most of us are beginning to turn 4. A child gets quirks, a child shows its abilities, the teachers and friends become amazed by it as they're celebrating this special event.
"Alright you guys, huddle up together kids its story time!" The male teacher announced the next lesson before home time.
All the children lowered their excitement for Kumo-chan's quirk to then be burst with joy as they'll get to hear some thrilling stories while also going home to their families to wrap up the day.
"Come on Fushigi!" My racoon friend said to get my attention "Or there won't be space for us at the front!" Pointing to the front of the class.
But before the female teacher opens the book to finish up the day, Fushigi fidgets a little to stockpile some courage to open his mouth.
"Wait." I quietly spoke with my soft voice that could be considered a mumble. Everyone slowly starts to turn their heads to look up at me, curiosity plastered on their faces.
As soon as all the attention is on me, I continue with a glimmer of determination in my eyes. "I-I-I wa-wanna s-s-show you something" I stuttered from the staring but never the less, I didn't back down on what am going to do.
I first begin with closing my eyes. Taking deep breaths to start by inhaling then exhaling to get the moment started. Everyone was confused but most of them generally, mainly the adults, thought of what they're going to see right now.
My quirk to manifest.
I clutched both my fists that my fingers clipped onto the soft tissues of my hands, as I try to release that at which I been wanting to show for the whole world to see. This quirk will be a part of my identity that I will carry until the rest of my life and will utilize as a hero for those who can't defend themselves.
First was there was smoke emitting from my skin, to then an increase of heat. Sweat was being drawn from the crowd but continued to watch since am still focusing. At first, there was a spite of fire on the top of my fire. But soon that flame spread and engulfed myself in its fire like am some human torch where my skin is shown. Surprisingly the fire didn't burn off my clothes oddly enough. Which is a good thing because I don't want to end up naked in front of my preschool, the embarrassment will remain for eternity.
[Quirk - Flame Body] [Type Emitter]
[The user's skin is engulfed in flames from the flammable oil on the body. Do be careful as the user must be aware of physical contact and substances that can extinguish the flames leaving the user vulnerable until the body can secrete the oil again. Must be left bare skin to activate the flames on that specific skin.]
Everyone in the room was taken back, literally from the sudden combustion and metaphorically because of the quirk itself. Eyes widen from awe and people start standing up to come to say something.
"THAT IS SO COOL!" My racoon head friend (still can't recall his name) screamed in pure excitement as his eyes start sprinkling.
"Wow, your quirk is fire Fushigi-chan! You can definitely be a hero with a Quirk like that!" Exclaimed the female teacher, who is bending down to smile at me for my quirk.
"You're like a walking torch there Fushigi-chan," Said the male teacher as he looks behind the munchkins.
"I wish my quirk could be as awesome as yours," Another boy said
"You're like Endeavour Fushigi" Kumo said with a bright smile but being compared to the fire lord is kind of an insult in a way.
Just like my quirk, the group starts to combust with praises and compliments all around in how my quirk is powerful and reminding them of the number two pro hero (again insult).
These voices of awe are a comforting feeling as I start to feel nervous from the positivity as a smile slowly forms on my flaming face.
However, something didn't go…as planned.
Just as I was to turn off my flames, the flames went away while my whole body starts to inflate like a balloon as I start to bounce like a ball. This wasn't it however as I deflated to have my eyes shoot optic beams towards the roof. Once the light show is over with some newly remodelled holes, my whole body crumbled to dust to then be reassembled as my mouth gained tusks. Soon after, I gained a fly's head which caused some disturbing looks as my body continuously transforms to another surprise at a rapid rate. (Imagine the sound effects from Ed, Edd n Eddy during this process).
As my body is contoured into various impossible positions that'll probably make Plastic Man take notes of, the teachers look at each other in concern as they rush over to my immediate distress for help.
One decided to come to me to provide some sort of comfort while asking the other to go to the principal's office for an emergency.
"Fushigi!" shouted the female teacher who is desperately trying to help me calm down as she grips on to my 'shoulders' for support. "Stop Fushigi! Your quirk is going out of hand! You need to relax!".
It was helping a bit as my transformations start to slow down eventually as all my remaining stamina is drained to the brim. All the strange amalgamations were put to a halt leaving my body to lay down in exhaustion.
All the pre-schoolers look down at me in an anxious state of my current predicament forgetting about my manifested quirk. Some are crying from it while others looked terrified that coming near me would activate my quirk again. Soon the male teacher returned with the principal to the scene.
The female teacher realised who came in, carried me up like an infant to immediately explain the situation and my state.
"We were watching his newly quirk, then he just suddenly," She pauses to look down at in despair. "Starts transforming a-an-and gaining these different 'things' growing out of him." Continuing as small tears form in the corners of her eye. "Oh God, he was so scared".
"We'll phone his parents to pick him up and end the lesson early," The principal answered in a grim tone as he looks down in pity. "And have them request a doctor to know what's happening here, his quirk isn't normal."
Once preschool was closed early with everyone getting picked up by their guardians with worried thoughts from today, I was transported to the hospital.
Both my parents sit between me in their separate stools looking straight at the green goggled doctor as he twirls his pencil. I was slightly tired since it's late at and that I just suffered from the number of forced transformations. They were both clinging to my stubby arms like a lifeline as they listen in to the doctor's analysis.
Twitching his hair coned mustache, he explains "Now this is an interesting discovery that hasn't happened in…. never" The old doctor said astounded.
"How's Fushigi? Is he going to be okay? Please tell me is going to be ok!" My mother exclaimed in quick session and distress. This is also evidenced by how my father rubs his wife's back to cope with the possible dangers upon their young child.
Sensing this, the doctor continued, "Your son's completely fine and healthy Mr and Mrs Kake," he reassured to them. "His just suffering from fatigue, which is understandable considering the physical limits of quirks, speaking of which."
He uses a metal rod next to the photographic black and white blood cells and points to it. Since the doctor explained to them that their child is just tired and surprised of manifesting a quirk as well.
"As you can see, all living things have stem cells to be used to form specialized cells for different tissues such as organs for example," explained the doctor. "They're also the bases in the development of quirks since they predetermine through birth as these unclassified cells also create our unique biology for those quirks."
"Yes, that's very interesting doctor but what about our son? What does all of this have to with him?" replied my father the look of concern brought to his face.
"Quite a lot actually," He said. "You see, your son is an anomaly as his biology has a unique mutation in his stem cells," Pulling up his goggles for them to see his eyes widen. "They're highly unstable from birth, to the point where whenever he activates his quirk again. His entire biology completely changes as his stem cells reconfigured it that he starts obtaining different quirks."
"Your son here is clearly a very very special individual I might tell you, with a quirk if I can even call it one, can randomly generate quirks. It's as if his quirk doesn't know what it wants." He finishes as the more he explains the 'quirk' the more flabbergasted he seems.
"Oh my god..." My mother spoke in sheer disbelief of the news.
"That explains the sudden changes in preschool," replied my father as he recalls the things that the preschool told him and his wife during the lesson. "Will he ever use his quirk again? And is it even safe for him to use it at all? Uncertainty for his son's future.
"Yes and no," the doctor answered. "Yes, he can use his quirk again, but not for now. Right now, his quirk is frequently altering quirks at a fast rate that the quirk is usable and can be a toll on his stamina. Since it's just been manifested I suggest keeping it inactive for the time being to help adapt to his body, so the altering can slow down to a reasonable rate. But that will take about… 10 or more years so."
"So," My mother trying to process all of this. "He can't use his quirk until around junior high?" she concluded.
"Am afraid so," The doctor said with grief. "I'm sorry it has to come to this Mrs Kake, but this is the only possible way to help your son right now while also controlling his quirk."
"No no, no it's fine doctor we understand." My father exclaimed while waving his hands to show he didn't need to apologize.
"Am just so glad nothing fatal is happening to my sweet child." My mother replied with a look of relief as nothing extreme was going to surface.
"I'm glad as well Mrs Kake," Said the doctor laying back in his chair. "After those years are up and with better control of his quirk, he can possibly hold the most potential out of all the children in this new generation and further beyond maybe." A thoughtful expression was now placed. "With these random quirks, he'll definitely be one powerful hero quirk wise."
"Potential hmm?" My father said rubbing his chin in thought. "Guess he is the quirkiest after all." He laughed at the strange irony.
*9 Years Later*
Today is my first day at Junior High. Preschool went smoothly from the previous incident with some careful watch in case it ever happened again, which thankfully didn't. It seems odd that you don't use your quirk for over a decade since a quirk is essentially a part of you. Not using your quirk is like rejecting who you are as a person. But in my case, it's more of a safety precaution than an abandonment. Anyways I decided to start this new stage at Nabu Middle School. Reasons behind it are that it's not that far from home so the journey wasn't an issue and am not the kind to be in a private school; way too much money that it'll be a burden for me and my parents.
Uniform for this school was simple I may ask. Navy blazer with matching trousers and a white buttoned up shirt that finishes off with a plain blue tie with my own black leather shoes. To be honest, these shoe kind of feel like I stuck two pieces of wooden planks on my feet from how long and loose they were. I strangely still have my unique question mark hairstyle for some reason but oh well.
You can generally get used to this world where Quirks are the norm the longer you're in it.
As I walk casually since there's plenty of time left before school starts so I might as well check out my class for the upcoming 3 or so years of my life.
A couple of students were walking by to do the same thing ranging from different age groups from the freshmen to the seniors. I didn't pay much attention to them since am not prepared to talk to people passing by. It would seem weird to randomly talk to someone who's clearly minding their business.
"Oh?" I said with uncertainty if this is my right class or not. "I guess this is it." Looking at my slip that the school will give you to show you the whole building and the lessons you'll have.
Luckily, it was so I decided to check the room out and seat in my assigned seat. The chairs and tables are what you would expect of them in Japan, old and creaked designed with metal and wooden. Thank God, these ones don't make you open them to sit down and open again to get out, those were annoying to handle.
Pulling my packed bag down (mom wanted to make sure that I got everything I need) and start to look around the empty classroom.
Well, mostly empty.
Out at the corner of the room was a boy that clearly stands out from the crowd, mainly because of his purple hair and messy style.
What a coincidence that I'll be in the same class as him. Now there was another reason why I chose this specific school, not only because it has fairly good reviews while being roughly close by. But it was to talk to him. And you're in the same class as him.
This is Hitoshi Shinso and the one who's going to inspire to beat Class 1-A. Currently, his looking straight with a hand on his chin in boredom to wait for the lesson to start since it's quite early. I suppose when I walked in he just glanced at me for a second before looking back to see if it's the teacher or something.
With no obstacles in my way, I hesitantly tried to walk over to Shinso. It's kind of difficult being the one to start a convention since you have this build-up of anxiousness that you need to continue it or you just create an awkward moment.
"U-uu-uhhh h-h-heyyy," I said to start the convention with a stutter on behalf of my lack of social interactions. "How are you?" Sounding more like confusion than a question.
Shinso's response to my appearance was that of a simple eyebrow raise for the question, but never the less decided to answer back.
"Am fine." Replied Shinso with his tone matching his stoic face.
"Name's Fushigi Kake by the way since we're going to be here for a while," I said since I didn't have much time to continue and just wanted him to know my presence. "Well…I'll talk to you after class then." With my own nervous smile, I took my seat.
"Likewise." Was his final response with a look of curiosity, probably cause of my hair?
After our short introduction, we begin the school day which is just introductions to the subjects they'll teach us and registers for us. But that's to be except for the first of school to get us familiar with this place since we'll be spending here for much of the day. Shinso sat at the far-left corner of the room while I seat around the middle on the right side, so our distance is quite far. The lessons were simple with your essential subjects like English and Maths in our education so nothing much is different in any other school so far. Well until I mentioned about the studying of heroism since you know, quirks and stuff. That aspect was more of a semi-important subject like science in that it's not mandatory but it's good to have it. As you can see in a world where heroes are celebrities in this world and 80% of the population had superpowers, everyone took it. Everyone wanted to become a hero and it was understandable since you can easily gain fame and use your quirks in public to fight freely while getting paid. Plus, it was an easy job to go for since it's one of the most employed jobs in the world.
Once break time starts, I went over to Shinso since I figured he'll stay in the class while others leave for some fresh air. Some just brought out their lunch of the day to eat inside with some just sitting around the tables with their group of friends.
I still find it odd to have friends this quick, but then again am not very good at talking with confidence.
While I walked over to talk to him again, I was already beaten by another boy.
"So, what's your Quirk Shinso?" Asked the boy with the phallic black hair, seriously am I the only one who notices that, or people don't talk about it?
"Brainwashing." Replied Shinso while looking up to see who's talking to him.
Immediately after saying that, the phallic boy's reaction was awestruck by this revelation with his mouth slight gaped.
"Wow, Shinso, your Quirk is Brainwashing?" His amazement never leaving his face.
"Seriously!?" Said the new coming of another boy walking closer to Shinso. Alongside him, a girl that looks like someone you see in JoJo from her puffed cheeks, lips and hair. Jeez, that girl takes the U-G-L-Y out of my mouth.
"Shinso, you can brainwash!? Whoa, never heard of that one! I'm jealous~~~" The boy exclaimed in amazement as well with a bit of envy that he didn't get such a rare quirk.
"You could have a field day doing crazy bad stuff with a Quirk like that!" The boy continued now with a blush and perverted grin from the amount of mischief he can imagine doing with it. Now I'm glad Shinso has this Quirk and not this ass clown or this Shonen would take a disturbing turn.
"Sets me a bit uneasy," The JoJo girl said a bit uncomfortable with this Quirk. "Don't go mind controlling us now, you hear?" Directing a warning towards Shinso if he used it.
Shinso chuckles at their remark. A forced one at that to help with his mood a little from his own insecurities. I mean you would just laugh it off to forget about these comments to move on. But Shinso knows that's inevitable and will just be a reminder of yourself to how people view you. He just gets used to it.
Rubbing the back of his neck while creaking a small smile he said, "Everyone says that." And if you listen long enough, you can hear a sense of glum.
Soon after the reveal of Shinso's Quirk, most of the class now started to look at Shinso with a new look. Casually whispering how his Quirk is 'villainous' or how good it would for being a 'villain'.
"But you know… "
Seeing Shinso's mood turn dishearten, I immediately touched his arm to get his attention. His sadden state was put on a hold and quickly turned his head in shock of my appearance once more.
"Hey Shinso," I said smiling in glee at him to lighten his mood. "Wanna go outside and eat some lunch together? You can even share some of my food if you want." Tilting my head waiting for an answer.
If only you can imagine Shinso's face right now. His depressing thoughts of prejudice were cut off and now his eyes widen in surprise with utter confusion at such a random response that it can't think of the words to fathom. Gone was his stoic exterior with uncertainty at not only being asked to eat with someone outside, but to have said someone give his share to him? That's just ridiculous.
"Well? You wanna go or not?" I said tilting my head to the door to further my suggestion and inpatients.
Trying to return his stoic persona again he answered with, "Ok," As he slowly got up his seat and grabbed his bag. "You lead." He instructed which I intend to follow.
"Alright!" I said in the excitement that I convinced him to come with me during the break. Let's hope this won't be a one-time thing.
I quickly went to my seat and got my own bag as well with the food towards the outside. Everyone looked at each other to then us from the sudden interaction we had as we then went out the door.
Unfortunately, we couldn't find a spot where there's company as it seemed all the best places were taken already to show how many students there are. So, I decided we take the unusual route upstairs to the rooftop since we apparently have access to that.
Now that we finally walked up several stairs to get in here, I gently opened the door and looked left and right for anyone who's here.
Not a trace.
With a victorious smile, I turned to where Shinso is behind me (still looking strangely at me) and told him no one's here. We soon sat down at the railings against our backs since the stairs took longer than expected and pulled out our respective lunches.
Shinso had a basic tuna sandwich wrapped in cling film with a bottle of water to hydrate the dried bread.
I got 4 onigiris and some daifuku as a treat with some green tea in a thermal drink. Needless to say, my food looks more appetizing than his. To balance that out, I gave half of my lunch to him which caused to look baffled at the gesture.
With Shinso staring at me as I peaceful eat my share to then stare at his sandwich in contemplation to begin his interrogation.
"Why did you ask to eat with you?" Said Shinso still staring at the tuna sandwich.
"Why?" Stopping my eating to think of my next words. "I just wanted someone to eat with since I don't know anyone in this school. Plus, its nice outside today so I thought 'hey, might as well eat out here than in that crowded classroom' might as well share that experience with someone else also." Devouring the rest of the rice ball.
"But why me?" Still confused about the whole thing.
"Because I thought you needed some space or escape from that crowd," I replied fetching the second onigiri while opening my warm green tea to sip.
Realizing the meaning behind my comment, Shinso looked down in despair at being reminded in class, "Oh." Was all he said before finally taking a bite out of his sandwich.
"Sooo Shinso," I started to quickly change the subject. "Your Quirk is brainwashing right?" looking at him.
"Yeah." He mumbled still feeling down with the prejudgment of his Quirk not knowing where this is going.
"That's so cool!" I exclaimed with sprinkles in my eyes. "You can easily become a hero with something as powerful as that." Looking at him in with a big bright smile.
Upon mentioning the word 'hero', Shinso's eyes widen in surprise as no one ever told me his Quirk is anything hero related.
"You really think so?" whispered Shinso continuing to look directly at me.
"Of course!" I replied in pure joy as the possibilities of mind-controlling fruition in my head. "You can do so much Shinso that you probably didn't think of doing," my fascination with Quirk related topics never ceasing to end. "Interrogation, truth-telling, paralyzing, sleep-inducing, rallying," Counting down my fingers of the few techniques I can come up with. "Make enemies brawl each other, confusion, memory wiping maybe, heck you can probably make the villain walk to jail, so no bloodshed will happen."
After my suggestions of how versatile his Quirk can be, Shinso's eyes slight start to glamour in…hope? Never has he thought of using brainwashing in such a creative way since he only generally used basic commands or rarely use as often. Plus, the continuous mention of his 'villainous' Quirk may have resent using it most of the time so practising with it. And here he is being taught the many things he can do with it that it's reasonable useful to some random pupil with a weird hairstyle (on his first day as well).
'Maybe…maybe I can be a pro-hero.' Shinso deep in thought in this desire to prove others wrong about his intentions.
"Hey Shinso," I said to get his attention since he was spacing out.
Realising this, Shinso looked up again at Kake wondering what he might say since right now his just as a surprise as ever.
"Yeah?" Shinso said in this monotone voice that he always has.
"Do you want to be a hero?" I asked in curiosity, but I knew how much his past fuelled his ambitions to be in the heroes' department.
'Be a hero?' Shinso thought to himself. It was such a stupid question that, it wasn't even a question, to begin with. All his life has he been said by many people that his Quirk was 'good for a villain' or 'can only be used for evil'. It made him feel lost and out of place. But that only derived to become a hero even more. He will prove everyone that he can be a hero with this Quirk and go over those who resent that. All these other kids and heroes have these flashy Quirks that make them stand out that they're already considered heroes by many. It made him feel envious of their praise.
"Hero? I always wanted to be a hero for my whole life. Ever since that day…" He said remembering his childhood of the first pro hero that caught his attention when watching TV. It was the hero named Eraserhead that gave him that drive to be one with such a powerful Quirk as well. Now that he thinks about it, both his and Eraserhead's Quirk function mentally where he can brainwash people where Eraserhead's can erasure the Quirks of people.
"Really? Great! We can have someone like you in their ranks Shinso," I said enthralled of how our progression in lifting Shinso's spirits. "With your Quirk, you can save hundreds with just one sentence!" Giving him a thumbs up.
Although Shinso looked a bit happier now with this convention he still felt sentimental of how others perceived as.
"Do you think my Quirk is villainous?" He whispered stroking his neck unknowingly loud enough to be heard and starts to tense.
"Well, are you a villain?" I answered with a raised eyebrow.
Immediately his tensed posture switched into that of disgust as if he will just let everyone's views be considered fact and not just prejudgement on their part.
"No." He scowled after a second that question was asked to finally confirm how he thinks of that absurdity.
"Well, there you go," I said crossing my arms in front of him with a smile.
Judging by his look of confusion and narrowed eyes, I continued my vague answer.
"If you yourself aren't a villain, then your Quirk isn't villainous since you won't be doing villainous things," I explained with a thoughtful expression to find my wording. "Your Quirk isn't you but a part of you Shinso just like everyone else in this world. Quirks don't deny who you are as a person, so don't think just because your Quirk is 'villainous' or 'heroic' that it should determine your path in life. To be honest, some pro hero Quirks may be considered villainous in a way like Endeavours flames can burn buildings down or Best Jeanist uses the fibres to strangle someone to death, but they're considered the top heroes right now. It's your Quirk, not theirs to use."
Soon after I finished my philological speech on Quirks, Shinso slowly starts to see the logic in these short-sighted flaws in the heroes' society. There are many pro heroes that have the capability of the destruction of innocent civilians yet use those same Quirks to protect instead. It's just like how All Might have said it.
'Recognizing yourself. That's what I mean when I say: 'I am here!''
Once he realized this, we continued eating in peaceful silence after our seemingly personal talk. You think the break period is already over by how long we been talking quite a lot but then again time perception is a thing. Shinso now finally realized my promise in sharing my lunch with him and stored it in his bag to eat later much I didn't mind if he's not hungry. Finishing off my fourth rice ball with gusto and anticipation with the daifuku. Taking a gooey bite out of the pink ball, the sweet flavours of red beans empowering my tongue Shinso begins to be curious about me.
"What's your Quirk?" Shinso begins, finishing his sandwich and half of his bottle.
I paused swallowing the mochi to look at Shinso again in hesitation. Shinso sensed this but thought nothing of it since Quirks are an everyday thing so he waited for my answer.
"If I tell you, will you promise to never mention it to anyone. I really don't want the attention on the first day." I sighed so having groups of people being around you can be uncomfortable with his lack of privacy in school.
Hearing this, Shinso nods in understanding to keep this between them since they both gained a somewhat connection with him telling his side dream of heroism.
"Ok," I quietly said to prepare this. "My Quirk is called Randomize, a transformation type Quirk that I sort of got from birth created with an extremely rare mutation that my stem cells are really usable. With this mutation, I gain a random Quirk every 3 minutes or so."
To say Shinso was astound was a goddamn understatement. He was beyond stunned by the possibilities of such a Quirk. A Quirk that allows you to get a random one every few minutes? The sheer idea of one seems utterly ridiculous than some of the weird Quirks out there. With such a powerful Quirk like that, he can easily become a hero no doubt. But to have someone with such a flashy ability brings a sense of dread and covetous tell him that his Quirk has potential while he is capable of birth seems a bit insulting.
Seeing this, I reassured him of his growing bitterness, "However, I wasn't allowed to use my Quirk since I got it from the lack of control I had over it back then. So, a majority of my life I was kind of Quirkless to allow the Quirk to adapt to my body from the number of other Quirks switching in. I still got a few more years before the time limit for switching in is suitable to train with. Heck, am not even physically fit so don't cut yourself short Shinso." Standing up with my bag behind my back secured since it's nearly time for next lesson.
Realizing the time, Shinso stood up as well with his own bag. Seeing that he never used his Quirk since manifesting it meant his inexperienced once he can use again. Plus, it's very understandable to keep this a private as possible to avoid any unnecessary talk until they graduate junior high. But that's not going to stop him from being a hero since he seems to be helping from the way he spoke about his own Quirk.
"Your name is Fushigi Kake right?" Shinso questioned rubbing his neck since he sort of forgot the person's name when he introduced himself before class.
"Yep," I said in an upbeat tune as I grabbed the door and opened for him to go first.
He took the nice gesture well as he walks downstairs to our class while I quickly closed the door to catch up with him.
"I'll remember it," Shinso said with the tiniest of a smirk as we both slowly walked to our class side by side.
And that's how Shinso and I became great friends.
*Omake*
At the Kake household, we see Kōun'na Kake watching some TV in the coach while Odoroki washing the dishes at the back since it's her turn.
It seems his fully centralized towards the screen showcased by leaning his back forward and looked in awe. 4-year-old Fushigi doesn't seem to share the same wondering what's making dad so focused. Needing to find answers, he walks towards the coach to sit and see what's the holdup.
(Play Sakamoto Desu ga? OST - 06 - Sakamoto Heat Up)
Suddenly, the young boy was dazzled by the mere presence of this man on the TV just like his father. A man with an elegance from his combed blonde hair and denim covering the bottom half of his face. It appears his transforming one of his clients into a stylized form of his image from his products.
"People with influence must maintain a positive appearance both physically and socially," Said the denim clothed man with confidence and certainty like no other. Whirling his cone to then comb his client's hair in quick session. Each stroke of it leaves a trail of sprinkles while closing his eyes to show his finished. Taking the black puffed chair to turn around where we can fully see the transformation. "And it's my job to uphold that impression as a hero."
We see the client smiling in joy as he takes in his new look and clothes. The sight of shock is apparent as if he saw a different person, much to the expertise of the blonde. The audience seems to applause him as it switches to a before and after an image of the client. Suffice to say the difference is minor but highly effective. His clothes, his combed hair, elegant attitude and confidence that he has is all but inspiring. Always being calm and collected in what he does that the boy never knew such a man existed till now.
"Dad," Fushigi said in shock his eyes widening at the screen. "Who is that?"
His father immediately took in a serious posture and looked at his as if what he was about to tell him may change his very aspect of life forever.
"That my young son," Creating a dramatic pause to further emphasise his answer. "Is the top pro hero Best Jeanist."
Once hearing his name, Fushigi looked at the screen again to continues watching the flamboyant man work his magic on other people with his brands. He never knew someone can be so confident in himself in such a large audience and talk with a clear voice of certainty.
'His…his…SO COOL!' Thought Fushigi with sparkles in his big eyes as he marvels at Best Jeanist in his talents.
It was at that point his realized who's his favourite hero was.
This has been my second time writing a fan-fiction (the first was horrible).
So, meet our new lead Fushigi Kake, a child gifted by a seemingly powerful Quirk by mistake with the love of Quirks. Unfortunately, he never used or trained his Quirk after the 'incident' for obvious reasons, so I doubt he'll be strong out of the bat (depending on the Quirk he currently has). But he will be suffering many injuries yet to come for it from recklessness.
Next Chapter will be where the Canon starts with our lovely Izuku meets his idol as Kake and Shinso plan their futures in UA.
I might make an opening and ending of this series if you want.
Leave any comments or reviews for any mistakes or things that I can improve on since am just a beginner for these things.
Also, since our new protagonist has a randomizer type Quirk, you can suggest your very own Quirks you can have him used.
Just make sure you know the difference between Quirk and Superpower because I don't want this to be a God level ass pull than Mugetsu. In other words, make sure it's a balanced ability with a clever or simple name relating to the Quirk with some biology behind it. Don't except all your Quirks to be added and I'll mention you at the end of this story if you're chosen.
You'll be excepting more chapters if I have time left for it.
Leave any questions, and I'll willing to rest your curious minds as I possibly can.
Thank you all and I'm off.