I Don't own My Hero Academia
This is my first story hope that you enjoy it
"Normal speech"
'Thoughts'
"Buff All Might speech"
'Buff All Might thoughts'
My whole life was waiting for the tests that we had come here to see. To see if I had a quirk or if I was truly the unlucky 20% that didn't have a quirk, for now, I could only hope that my dreams could come true. 'Please, can this tell me I have a quirk'. This was the only thought that was running through my mind as we sat in the large doctors waiting area.
Partway through one of my many repetitions of the sentence a man in a large lab coat and large glasses that almost seemed too big for the doctors head, he was the one that had done all the tests earlier. The doctor walked over to the mother and son pair greeting them with a wave. "Can the both of you please follow me into my office so that we can talk in private." The doctor then turned so that he was half turned from us and gave an indication with his head for us to follow him down the hall. We walked behind him both of us kept glancing at each other with my mum looking worse and worse every step we walked, by the time we had got to the door of the office Inko Midoriya was a sweating mess as she seemed to have gained some sort of anxiety as she was unable to stop jittering nervously.
In contrast to this, I was jumping up and down in excitement to finally find out when my quirk would manifest and if possible if we could find out what sort of cool quirk I could use to save people as the greatest hero of all time. When we reached the door the doctor stopped and held the door open for us waving his hand through the door to motion for us to follow him in.
The office itself was a small room compared to the room we were in earlier for the tests, with their being only enough room for a small desk with chairs on both sides for both doctor and patient, as well as that there was a small set of drawers to the left of him. As well as that there was a computer to the side of the desk with a monitor that could swivel around so that the doctor could show his patients what he was looking at, in the corner of the room was a large set of shelves containing what looked like different books on different types of quirks or different types of illnesses. The office was maybe 5 metres long and 4 metres wide so getting to the desk was difficult but we soon were able to sit down the two of us on the side of the desk closest to the door whilst he was on the opposite side.
When the both of us were sitting down my mum spoke up saying the question that was on both of minds "So Doctor does Izuku have a quirk or what?" This question seemed to get the doctor out of some sort of haze as he shook his head violently and then reached over to the drawers that were next to him and pulled out a small file. The file had a label at the top saying 'Izuku Midoriya' and under my name was two words that changed my life forever. 'Quirked or Quirkless' with the word Quirked outlined whilst Quirkless was poorly scribbled out so that you could still see it but it was clear that it was meant to be crossed out. At the sight of the file and it's label my mum let out a loud sigh and seemed to visibly relax at the sight of Quirked being circled.
"All the evidence points to your son being quirked as research has shown that those with quirks will lose the joint in the left pinky toe as the human body will get rid of useless parts of it. To add on to that your son's bones and muscles are significantly stronger than that of your average adult Quirkless which is normal for those that have a Quirk as your body gets strengthened to handle your Quirk whatever it may be." This further helped my mum to relax as she seemed to sink into her seat as she felt that she could rest at last after everything that they had gone through because of Izuku's potentially Quirkless state.
"To add on to this I have reason to believe that Izuku's quirk has been active for a while now because of the fact that his neural state shows extra activity that usually means that a child's quirk is active. If you would allow us we could do a test on him that would take 15 minutes at most and it would tell us what this Quirk of his is and what we can do to help him develop it." This surprised both of us as we had come here because we didn't think that I had a quirk because of the fact that I had never shown any sign of one.
The fact that I had had one this whole time and it wasn't just a case of developing one late made us both look back to any sign of me having one. I know that I didn't have any idea what he was talking about as I would of said to my mum if I had thought that I had shown any sign of having a Quirk and from the look on my mums face I could tell that she thought the same because of the small wrinkle at the top of her head that only showed when she was confused as well as the lost look in her eyes.
This left only one thought in my head 'What is this Quirk that I have then if neither of us noticed it. And could this mean that it was because it was so weak that we couldn't even notice' This thought seemed to crush my hopes of ever becoming a hero as if I had a quirk that was so weak I couldn't even find it when I was desperately searching for it to prove to all the other kids that I did have one.
Me and my mum looked at each other and our eyes met for a second and I could only give her a nod to show my support of the tests as my throat felt clogged in fear. Fear that I could no longer pursue my dreams like I had for so long. "I-I think that my son wants to do the tests if that's ok?"
"Of course, of course now young man just please put your arm on this table and I am going to be using a special needle to take out some of the electrical impulses that this extra activity in your head is doing, this should allow us to convert the electrical impulses and see what it is that your body is doing extra at the moment. I know you probably don't understand what most of that means but in simple we will find out what Quirk you have with this needle." Even though I understood most of what he had to say, because of the fact that I had spent many lonely hours in the library looking at things well past my age to make up for my lack of actual friends who wouldn't bully me, I decided to not to say this to him and just stuck my arm out as he asked.
Yet again he went to the draw next to him but this time instead of pulling out a file he pulled out a large needle that looked the size of my forearm and the part that usually contained the blood that the needles pulled out seemed to spark with electricity probably to store the impulses better. Until this moment I had never truly understood the term 'Sweating bullets' by right now I couldn't help but think 'Oh god is he going to kill wit that or something it's huge!' The man grabbed my T-shirt at the top of my arm and pulled it up and slowly moved the overly large needle closer and closer to my arm. The closer it got the more I couldn't help but shake in fear unable to stop the nervous twitching at the sight of the horrifying needle that was getting too close for comfort. When the needle was almost touching my arm I turned to my mum hoping for some kind of support but my mums were pale and she looked like she had just seen a ghost from the horrified look on her face. 'Well thanks for that mum, I wanted you to help me through this yet you look more scared than I do and I'm the one with the giant needle at the edge of my arm'.
By this time the needle was just starting to pierce my skin and I could feel the sharp blade like needle cutting through my skin and a second of slowly pushing the needle in feeling like days as the doctor seemed to extend every second to create more in fear in me. At last, the doctor finally stopped and pressed a button on the side of the needle and I felt two minor electric shocks and then the doctor removing the needle faster than he had placed it in. In sync, my mum and I released a breath that neither of us had known we were holding in at the time. "Sorry about that, I know that the needle can be kind of daunting from its large side but some Quirks these days require large needles to be able to get to where it is that the needle has to be. Anyway, I will put the data from the needle into the computer and we should have an answer in no time to what Quirk that you have. However, for now, I would like to ask you and your mother some questions about yourself and how you might be different to those around you to see if we can guess what your Quirk is before this finishes."
A quick nod from an excited me was all the doctor needed to continue with a small smile on his face at the sight of my large eyes filled with excitement at the chance at having a Quirk. "Well young man as it seems your Quirk isn't either an emitter or transformation type as they usually activate randomly when they unlock which obviously didn't happen for you, this means that it is probably a mutant type Quirk which means that the Quirk is always active and from the look at you nothing looks different about you so it is either a strength or intelligence booster or something similar to that. Do either of those sound familiar to you Mrs Midoriya?"
I turned to look at my mums face and found what I was hoping for as her face seemed to brighten up like it always does when she realises something, she then turned to her bag that she had brought with her and pulled out my notebook. "M-Mum what are you doing with my notebook, I thought you were going to answer the doctors question?" My mum turned to me and gave me the largest grin that I have ever seen come from her, she then proceeded to hand over my notebook to the doctor the smile never leaving her face as she gave it to him. The doctor in question looked at the book confused that he had been given it, he reached over and opened the book that contained all the work that I had done on all the local heroes and villains that I had seen on my way to school or back from school. Once, the doctor had read a couple pages his eyes also brightened up and smiled widely at the book before handing it back to my mum.
"Well, Young Midoriya we have found that Quirk of yours after all even without the test results which I am sure from looking at that notebook will support what I have to say. I believe that your Quirk is some sort of IQ or Analysis skill perk with you being abler to look at someone and see their strengths and weaknesses and I believe with enough training and certain skills you could probably see how to take advantage of said weaknesses or you can see how to improve on the strengths. It may not sound like it but for a hero, this could be a key Quirk to be able to see the weaknesses in everything around you. However, because of the fact that you have been doing this for so long, it does reopen what type of Quirk it is as we don't know whether you activate it or if you can automatically analyse this stuff." Wait all that stuff that I had written in my book had been me using my Quirk. How could I not think of that, now that I think of it when I am concentrating on the heroes that I write about they seem to slow down slightly and all the weaknesses I have written down glow white a bit pointing out to me so that I can write it down.
"I think that it works if I concentrate on it as whenever I concentrate on any of the heroes that I write about I do seem to remember everything slowing down slightly and I think all the weaknesses glow slightly white. At the time I thought that it was just adrenaline kicking in allowing me to see things more clearly because of it but if that is my Quirk then maybe I can use it to save people like All Might! Do you hear that mum I can become a hero like I've always dreamed! Thank you Sir for helping me with my Quirk problem and I will come to you for any problems that may occur with my Quirk if any shall arise." With that I leapt into my mums arms giving her a hug happy that all my fears and worries that I was just going to turn up as some Quirkless nobody that would forever be looked down on by my classmates.
"You don't have to thank me, young man, I only hope that you enjoy learning to use this Quirk to the best of your ability, however my advice with a Quirk like that is you learn some sort of martial art so that you can fully utilise the weaknesses that you find as you can't just rely on your Quirk in a fight with that one. I wish you good luck in becoming a hero." My eyes at that moment almost glowed as he was the only person that had ever supported me in becoming a hero had been my mum up until that point as everyone else from my school had been against me because to them it looked like I had been Quirkless and thus had gained very little support from them. "Now the Quirk analysis has finished I will print a copy out for your mother and she will tell you when you get home what it is you need to do to make that Quirk of yours stronger, now off you go I will give it your mother on your way out have a good day and again good luck with those dreams of yours."
With that the doctor lead us to the door handing my mum a sheet of paper from a printer right outside the door and then waving us goodbye as we walked back down the hallway this time not as stressed as we had been on the way there with me being twice as excited as I was on the way there and my mum no longer being a sweating mess instead walking happily with a large smile on her face.
"So Izuku are you excited to finally be able to know what it is you can do with your Quirk then huh?" The teasing tone in my mums voice was clear as day and an obvious contrast to her quiet state that she was in on the way to see the doctor and in the waiting room.
I only had two words to reply to her "You bet!" With that my life changed course forever from being a Useless Deku because of my Quirkless nature to being Izuku Midoriya the boy who knows everyone's weaknesses.
Four months Later
"Kacchan, please you've already made him cry just leave him alone." I stood defiantly in front of the young boy that Bakugou had been bullying for the last half an hour, Kacchan and his friends slowly converged on me each showing their Quirks as a way to intimidate us. Not backing down I instead took the opportunity to use the Quirk that I had been training intensively for the last couple months, everything almost slowed to a stop as my mind processed everything about them, from how they walked and talked to what their Quirk is. This took about 30 seconds in actual time however from my point of view it took almost ten minutes to gather enough information to create a plan.
"Move it Deku this has nothing to do with you." I continued to stand in front of the boy waiting for the chance to execute the plan I had in mind. "Fine then Deku if you're not going to move when I ask you nicely then I guess we will just have to force you to move!" Kacchan then clicked his fingers and the boy with wings flew down at me attempting to grab me. I quickly leapt over his attack and used his shoulders as a springboard as he flew towards where I once was. After that, the boy with the stretchable fingers attempted to grab me mid air. However, I was able to catch his four fingers allowing me to tie them up leaving his thumb to try to untie himself, he tried the same thing again with his other hand when I reached the ground but I was able to duck under his fingers. Sadly even though I had done so much I had completely forgotten that it was a three on one so whilst I was crouched down from dodging the stretched fingers I felt an explosion to the back of my head which knocked me to the ground.
"So Deku here learns he has a Quirk and thinks that he can beat us now? What do you say, do you think we should teach this useless Deku that he still can't beat us?" The other two nodded their head and walked over to me but before they could do anything more we were all called in for the last lesson of school. Yet again I was saved by the bell 'Thank you whoever it is that is calling us in, I feel that would have been a world of pain'. I lay there for another couple minutes before I got up to go to my class, all I could think about was why I still tried to fight back, every time I did it just turned out worse and worse for me. 'Maybe Kacchan is right, maybe I really am just a useless Deku, even with this Quirk I can't stop him from bullying even one child.'
With that last thought I walked back to my class to see him doing the register, luckily he hadn't got to my name yet so I was able to slip in the class unnoticed and sit at the back of the class. However, on the flip side unluckily for me, Kacchan and his group had noticed me and were laughing between themselves whilst pointing at me. When it came to my name on the register one of the boys, the one with the dragon wings, put their hand up to get the teacher's attention. "Yes, what is it?" Well great, he had noticed him.
"Sir, Izuku just got in the class I think he was late doesn't that mean that he should have a detention, you gave Bakugou one last week when he was late." I could only hope that my higher grades in class can save me from this detention as even the teachers were in awe and fear of Bakugo and his Quirk so normally him and his group get whatever they want from the teacher as to not anger the young explosion maniac.
"I can't say that I saw Mr Midoriya come in late so I can't really give him a punishment for something that I have no proof on." He looked like he was about to stop but he had a quick look at Kacchan and his eyes seemed to widen significantly before he looked at me. "However, I can look into it and ask you to stay behind for 5-10 minutes after school to ask you why it is that they think that you were late."
'Uhhh great because of Kacchan I will have to stay after school again, what is his problem with me?' "Yes, sir." This was only answered with an apologetic look and a swift nod of his head before he continued with the register. Well, at least I can avoid Kacchan on my way home tonight that's a plus I guess.
After School
"I'm sorry again for having to keep you here after school but along with young Bakugo's slightly psychotic mental state and his dangerous Quirk his mother holds a lot of sway in how this school is run as she is friends with many in the parents committee thus us teachers have been asked to do what we can to appease the young boy. I hope that you can understand but I do need to keep my job here." By now I had stopped listening to the man's apologies as even if I was slightly smarter than most people my age I still had the short attention span that all children had. Instead, I decided to just have some fun and played with my Quirk and Analyze everything about the room, I had recently learned when I was bored at home, after one of my now daily runs around the neighbourhood after school, I decided to see what would happen if I analyzed an inanimate object.
To my surprise, at the time it just gave me the information about what it was that I was focusing on such as the height and width as well as who made it and how old it was. Whilst this may not be the most interesting thing in the world it still allowed me to slowly get better at analyzing things in a shorter amount of time as well as focusing on multiple things at once to speed up analyzing opponents when there was more than one of them. As currently, I could concentrate on one of them at a time which significantly increased the amount of time it took to get the needed information. This was one of the many drawbacks of the Quirk that I had found out about over the last four months and since finding out about them I had been trying to do what I can to fill those holes as well as I could. For example when I focus on something and do the whole time slowing thing everything that I'm not focusing on becomes blurry and hard to distinguish between different surfaces. This made the Quirk bad for using the environment in a fight as I wasn't able to see what was in the environment, to begin with.
I spent several more minutes trying to focus on two things at once getting all the information I could about them, which gave me information on a desk lamp and the lamp itself until I had got all the information I could on them both. I stopped focusing on the two and quickly became aware of another weakness of the Quirk through the loud shouting and slight shake on my arm. "Hey, Mr midoriya what are you doing? Hello, are you listening to me? What could get him so concentrated on just staring at a desk? That boy really is a bit off." I turned to him a sheepish grin on my face as I did so and he looked almost startled that I had finally shown some sort of response to his talking.
"Sorry about that sir I was using my Quirk to try and train it to work better however when using my Quirk I become oblivious to anything I'm not focusing on including sound and touch." This seemed to pique his interest as he looked at me funny and he had a curious look in his eyes.
"I'm sorry to ask but what is your Quirk as I heard the rumours four months ago that you had found out that you had a Quirk this whole time that you didn't know about but no one ever said what it is your Quirk could do. Do you mind explaining what it does." 'I'm surprised that Kacchan hasn't told the whole school what it is as he seems to use my Quirk as another reason for bullying me any chance he can get saying that it was weak and useless as it didn't give you any extra power like his or his friends did'
"Well sir the main part of it is that if I concentrate on something or someone I can slow down time to maybe a tenth of what it is and be able to find any and all weak points and strengths if it is a person or all information about it if it is an inanimate object, whilst I have never tested it on an animal so I don't know what it is I would get from that. I also haven't tried it on a computer now that I think about it, would that give me the information on the computer or just the size of the computer like it does for everything else." By the end of it, I was mumbling to myself about the possibility that the Quirk could give me access to a computer's files just by looking at it. "If it does my power could be used to take villain resources without the need for a skilled hacker a skill which is a lot rarer these days now that everyone is mostly focused on their Quirks so the job would be in short supply making myself more useful."
I went on for several more minutes talking to myself about all the possibilities ignoring the teacher's attempts to get my attention until a large sound could be heard that sounded like him clearing his throat. "You know as amusing as it is to watch you mumble to yourself I still have a couple more questions for you. Firstly, for such a young boy you seem to think very far into the future on how things could be done is that another part of your Quirk or are you just naturally smart for your age."
This caused me to go red in embarrassment as me and my mum had gone back to the Doctor about a month ago to see if the side effect was part of my Quirk or what. We had found out that my intelligence shouldn't be affected as the Quirk was an emitter type thus has a very minimal change to me when not activated thus most of the intelligence is from my own work and not just the Quirk. "U-Uh n-no sir it's all me, I think that it's because all my time I spend in the library to avoid Kacchan and his group. A-And sorry for mumbling for so long it's a habit that I've picked up after using my Quirk I think it's my way of dealing with the quick gathering of information."
"Well that is quite alright my boy however, I have to say if all that intelligence is your own then I have to say that you could be well beyond most your age maybe two or three years higher. This is another question maybe not one of the ones I wanted to ask you but anyway, with that extra intelligence why don't you or your mother apply you to be moved up? I could help you avoid Katsuki for a while the only problem with that is you would have to wait a couple years before you can go to High school as schools like UA have a very strict policy on age not allowing younger people to even think of joining as heroism is such a dangerous job these days. A job that I assume that you wish to take up don't you?"
'Wait that's an option I could apply to move up a year or two, I could have a fresh start with students who don't just follow Kacchan around. This could be it the thing I need to gain my confidence back!' I was visibly shaking with excitement at the idea of it "Wait I could do this that's great thank you for telling me this might be the greatest news I've had since I found out about my Quirk." This gained me a smile from my teacher and then an alarm went off from the teacher's watch.
"Ahh that's our time up however I have some advice from you something that I feel you're Quirk doctor might of already said to you already but in your haste to make your Quirk better you probably forgot. You're Quirk isn't particularly suited for combat unless you have a way to take advantage of what you find, and I like you Izuku I often see you at break helping someone out or protecting them from Katsuki and his group. I would love to see you grow up and become a hero because just watching you at break I can tell that you have what it takes, but to do that you need to learn some way to use that Quirk of yours effectively. That is why I would like to recommend that you learn some sort of martial art if possible, they may not be as popular as they used to be before the rise of Quirks but they are still useful in many ways teaching you how to fight and also many self-disciplines. I myself learned one of the less aggressive ones called Tai Chi and helped me to relax when I had stresses in my life I hope that it can also help you. Now off you go and talk to your mother I'm sure that she will be worrying about you now."
With that I was sent out with so much to think about after that surprisingly interesting conversation with my teacher, everything he said circled around in my head making me think on each one more and more. 'Maybe just maybe I can do this. I can be just like you All Might!'
Just a quick message I would like to ask that any of you can help me with Super Moves that I could have with Izuku's ability, however I just want to clarify that in Izuku's Quirk he can't move faster than those around him allowing him super speed so you can't use that as the super move.
Tell me what you think of the story criticism welcome
Thanks for reading I hoped you enjoyed
~DarkShadow54~