"Step aside! Move outta the way! This is a crime scene! We need all civilians to evacuate the area immediately!" Yelled a police officer.
I looked around from my spot on the ground. I could feel a wet liquid drip down from my forehead. I didn't understand what was happening. I felt cold and my body wouldn't move. My vision was blurry. I couldn't make out the images in front of me.
"Wait...There's a kid still in there! I think he's alive!" Yelled a woman.
"Mam, you have to step away from the crime scene!" The officer yelled.
"Then save that little boy!" She yelled.
"Were still on the lookout for whoever's responsible for this!" A detective said.
I felt weak. I was slowly losing breath in my lungs. The feeling of being crushed was overtaking me and I wasn't sure if I was going to die or not. I wanted to cry out for help but that wasn't an option. I was too weak. My voice had failed me. I was slowly coming to terms with death. It was inevitable and I had to face it. I had only lived for about five years and I was already about to die.
"HELP HIM!!!" The lady screamed.
"We can't! We need a hero!" The officer yelled.
"Move away everyone! I think I see someone!" The detective said.
"It's him! It has to be. Who else could it be?" Some bystander said.
"It's All Might!" The lady yelled.
A second later, a large man dropped down right in front of me. With a simple flick of his hand, the rubble was removed from off of my back. I looked up at the man with a look of amazement.
"Don't worry young man! It is I! All Might!" The man yelled heroically. He tossed the rubble into the sky and lifted my limp body up onto his shoulder. "It'll be ok young man. I'll get you to safety!" He declared.
"..." I only looked at him once more before blacking out completely.
-The Next Morning-
Once I had decided to wake up, I was greeted by an old man that looked as if he were my doctor. I stared at him with a confused face. He smiled at me before explaining.
"Hello Jamaru. Welcome back to your favorite hospital." The man said. I lowered my head and sighed. The doctor placed a hand on my shoulder. "You've been through quite a lot lately."
"Still not very talkative, huh? That's ok. I'm just gonna give you the rundown on what's going on. You were injured in an explosion that reduced your house to rubble. You're the only survivor and the police want to know what happened. Would you mind answering a few questions for me?" The doctor asked.
"..." I replied with a shrug.
"So tell me what happened. What do you remember kiddo?"
"..." I didn't even bother looking at him. I only stared at the hospital sheets.
The man sighed. "Look kid. We can't help you if you won't help us. The police need the information so that we can bring the criminal to justice."
"...Not to be rude...But I never asked for you help…" I said.
"What? Why wouldn't you want our help?"
I got off of the bed and grabbed the clothes that sat on the chair next to me. "My brother...Where is he?" I asked.
"He was here a few hours ago. He was called on a mission so he said he would come back to get you later." The doctor said.
"Tell him that I left…" I had to get out of here. I needed find a solution. Any solution!
"Where are you going?! You're still injured." Yelled the man.
"I'm fine…" I said as I put on my red tee shirt and black shorts. "Besides...I need to get going." Regardless of my words, I still felt empty. The rising guilt was consuming me. It was really my fault but I had to move past that in order to go after who was truly responsible.
I started walking towards the door with a determined feeling in my heart. I was gonna avenge them. My family, the people that died, will not have died in vain. I will hunt down their murderer and force my own justice upon him. I turned the handle of the door and before me stood a tall man with brown hair and deep blue eyes.
"I know what you're gonna do Jamaru. Don't even think about it." He said.
"I'll tell you this one time only. Get out of my way Kintou!" I said with a daring scowled.
"No." He said with a commanding tone.
"Fine…" I lifted my left hand and watched it glow.
Kintou scoffed and grabbed my raised hand tightly and lifted me up. "We're going home...Now!" He said.
-Twenty Minutes Later-
I sat in the passenger seat of the vehicle with my arms folded. Kintou got in the driver's seat and started the car.
"...I'll drive." I said bluntly.
"No."
"But I can!" I growled.
"No!" He barked.
"Why not? What, do you think that this is MY fault? Now all of a sudden you don't trust me?!" I asked angrily.
"I don't THINK anything. I KNOW that this is your fault. You're a reckless, impulsive, and arrogant child. You only think about yourself! You don't listen to me, and you sure as hell didn't list to father when he specifically told you NOT to use your quirk." He said and he pulled off onto the road.
"I never asked to have this power! You wanna blame someone? Blame our mom for passing it down to me!" I snapped.
I could see Kintou tightening his grip on the steering wheel. "Stop blaming others for your goddamn mistakes! You were told not to use it and were warned of the consequences! Your irresponsible and I'm getting sick of it! You're at fault so just accept it!"
I narrowed my eyes. "WHERE WERE YOU WHEN WE NEEDED YOU?!" I yelled back at him.
"Don't even start with that! You know damn well that I have my responsibilities as a hero. I can't afford to fix your mistakes!"
"You still should have been there! You picked your stupid job over your own family?!" I shouted.
"ENOUGH! You know that I can't just abandon my duties. You should've been more responsible for once!" Kintou hissed.
"You would've saved Riku…" I grumbled.
He then slammed his foot on the brake and I jerked forward. He looked at me with a harsh glare. "Of course I'd save her! She's my wife! Mom and dad weren't my top priority anymore!"
"So I wasn't your priority either…" I muttered
"You know I don't mean it like that. I have a family now. I just want them to be safe. I thought that you'd understand now that you have a nephew. Apparently I was wrong. You're still to childish to care about anyone but yourself."
"That's not true! I cared about mom and dad more than you'd ever know!" I snapped back.
"If you cared so much, then why did you put them at risk? You got them killed and got the house destroyed!" Kintou yelled.
"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!!" I screamed at him with tears slowly building up in my eyes
"No...You knew the dangers of your actions. You keep saying that you want to be the best hero, that you're gonna be better than me...but it won't happen...Not with the way you act." He spoke before continuing our long drive. I had noticed that we had passed by his apartment and were still driving.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"You're not staying with me. I can't put my wife and my son at risk."
"Are you freaking kidding me?! I would never hurt them! Why would I put Riku and Hoshi in danger?" I asked defensively. I was hurt that he thought I was dangerous.
"I'm sorry Jamaru, but I can't trust you near my infant son. You're too wild and I can't afford to deal with you AND my child." He said.
"That is a load of bullshit! You can't just leave me! Where are you gonna take me?!" I asked.
"I'm leaving you in the care of someone that can keep you in line." He said.
"Who? Is it some scumbag dude that's super strict?" I asked.
"It's the only person that I personally know that can keep your impulses to a minimum. I'm leaving you with uncle Aizawa Shouta." He said.
I glared hell at him. "Eraserhead?! You're leaving in the care of Eraserhead?! Are you joking right now?!"
"No, now shut up and sit back. Were almost there." He said.
I huffed and folded my arms. In a little less than an hour later, we had arrived at an old looking house that seemed in poor condition.
I gave Kintou one last pleading look. "Please don't make me go. I promise to be good from now on. I'll listen to you. Please just let me stay with you instead Kintou."
"...Get out of the car…" He said, not even looking at me. It stung knowing that her probably hated me right now. My sadness soon turned into rage.
I gave him a death glare as I opened the door. "Screw you Kintou! Your a piece of crap! I'll show you! Just you wait! I'm gonna be a great hero and you'll have to rely on me to save you!" He simply sighed and I stepped out and slammed the door, cracking the glass in the process.
I walked towards Aizawa's porch. I turned back and glared when he drove off. I looked at the old, beat up door and knocked. I literally sat there and waited outside for about and hour until the door had finally opened. Aizawa stood there with a tired look on his face.
"...What the hell are you doing here?" He asked.
"Wait...You don't even know?!"
"This some kind of prank? I kinda don't have the time for this kid."
"I wish it was a freaking prank. I got dumped here by Kintou and now you're supposed to watch me or something…" I said with an annoyed grunt.
"...So your powers got outta hand and now I gotta keep you outta trouble, huh?"
"I thought you said you didn't know?"
"I can read between the lines kid. Get inside and we'll go over some ground rules." He demanded.
I sighed and did as I was told. Once inside, I grabbed a seat and watched as he folded his arms.
"Is this really necessary?" I asked.
"Yes, now I'd advise you to shut up and listen. Otherwise this will be a very painful experience for you." I rolled my eyes and rested my head on my hand. "Rule one, DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING!"
"...Does the couch count because it's a little late for that…" I muttered.
"You know what I mean. If it looks dangerous, than it probably is so leave it be. Now, rule two...no leaving the house without permission. I need to know where you're at all times. Got it?"
"Whatever dude…"
"Rule three, NO QUIRK!" He growled.
"What?! Why not?"
"Until you can get a grip on that power of yours, I don't wanna see it." He said.
"That's so unfair! What if I'm in trouble and you're not here to save me?!"
"I'm gonna show you how they did things in the days before quirks." He said with a wicked grin.
He led me to his old, humid basement. A light was flickering in the corner and there was a leaky pipe dripping water onto the growing puddle. The air was musky and had to breath in. It was horrible.
"I'm gonna say it now...Your place sucks." I said.
"Well excuse me for not being All Might that probably lives in a mega mansion eating lobster biscuits and sipping wine worth millions." Aizawa said.
"...Yeah...Ok...So why am I down here?"
"This is where you'll spend about four to six day's training every week." He said.
"Training for what?!"
"Well if your gonna be able to protect yourself without the use of your quirk, you'll need to build your body up. You'll do two days of calisthenics, two days of technique training and your extra days will be either weight training or cardio." He said.
"Ugh...Why do I have to do all of that?!" I asked with a groan.
"Until you can control that quirk of yours, you're not allowed to use it. I'm building your body up and teaching you hand to hand combat." He said.
"...So where do I start?"
"You'll start with calisthenics. Five hundred pushups. After that, one thousand crunches. Get to it kid. I'm gonna go take a nap."
"...Man...This sucks!" I yelled.
I wasted no time and got down to the ground. I started off light but eventually went above and beyond in order push myself to my limit. Once I knocked the grueling pushups outta the way, I got down and began my many, many crunches. Once I had finished, I had gotten up slowly and stomped back upstairs with a tired look. I found Aizawa laying out the couch in a yellow sleeping bag.
"...You done yet?"
"Yes! Now feed me!" I demanded.
"Uh...There's half a can of spaghetti in the fridge."
"Ugh! Fine!" I growled.
I heated up the spaghetti and sat next on the floor of the living room. "Dude, you're a mess."
"Shut up Jamaru." He said lazily. I continued eating my lukewarm meal in silence. That's when Aizawa looked at me. "You wanna be a hero, right?" He asked.
"Duh! I wouldn't have done those dumb pushups and crunches if I didn't." I barked.
He then grinned. "Good. You have a top ranked hero as your mentor so you better not disappoint me."
"Meh, I'd prefer All Might but I suppose I could've done worse. Yourf place is still a dump though." I muttered.
"If it bothers you so much then you're free to clean it." He said.
"No way! I'll be fifty by the time I get done!"
He shook his head. "Listen to me kid. I'm thinking of picking up a job later in life…"
I took another scoop of spaghetti and stuffed it in my mouth. "Ok...Why are you telling me this?"
"You've heard of UA right?" He asked.
"Of course I have. It's where Kintou went to be a hero." I mentally scowled at the thought of my treacherous brother. Could I even call him that anymore? He pretty much disowned me. I don't think I'llever forgive him for that. Then again, I doubt I'll ever really forgive myself.
"Well if you work hard enough, I might be able to get you in. Granted I have to get the job first." He told me.
"You're gonna work at UA?! You don't peg me as the teacher type…"
"That's why I'm starting with you as my first student. In a way, we're helping each other out. Now, are you gonna give it your all, or will you end up being a waste of my time?" He asked.
"No way am I gonna miss this opportunity!" I yelled with fire in my eyes. I was ready!
Aizawa grinned at me. "Good. Welcome to your first week of Hell, Jamaru."
Needless to say, it was an absolute nightmare training with Aizawa. He would force my to do bone breaking exercises, run multi-mile laps, carry heavy weights, and spar with him. I did all of this without the use of my quirk. While sparring was an absolute pain in the neck, the hardest training was his Junior Hero Training Program. It would involve me watching how he took down high level threats, work with other heroes and save civilians from dangerous situations. He was a completely different person when he was being a hero. It was amazing how he went from the lazy creep to a caring and determined crime fighting machine. My physical training continued with the involvement of using tools to aid me. While Aizawa had his scarf, I had my metal staff. After about a year of his program, he advanced me to the Intermediate Junior Hero Training Program. I would now tag along with him and help fight low level thugs or pursue snatchers.
We were currently out at night perched on a building. I had a dark blue hoodie on and my large metal staff on my back. We scanned the area, looking for any trouble.
"Woah, I think I see someone!" I said as I pointed to the jewelry store that got bust into by four large, thugs.
Aizawa nodded. "You know the drill by now."
I nodded and hopped off of the building. I landed in front of the store and walked inside fearlessly. "So...You wanna tell me what you're doing here?" I asked them.
They all looked back at me. "What are you doing here kid? This place ain't for you!"
"You're just a bunch of petty thieves! I'm taking you all down!"
One of them stepped forward and turned his hand into a large hammer. "Get the hell outta here before you end up dead you little bastard!"
I pulled out my staff and twirled it around. "Hurry up and bring it! My show comes on at nine!"
"You little…" The man growled at me and I smirked. "DIE!" He charged forward and swung his hammer fist at me. I did dodged his attacks and thrusted my staff into his gut. He winced and gagged, nearly vomiting. I spun around and whacked the side of his face, dropping him to the ground.
"Any other smart guys left to challenge me?"
"Kill his ass!" A blonde man with a goalie mask on yelled before stomp his foot on the ground, causing a small tremor.
"Is that all?" I vaulted forward with my staff and sent a fast kick to his face. His head jerked back and he collapsed to the ground. I looked back at the other two and glared.
"That's it! You're done Kid!" Yelled a tall, slender man. He stretched his arm forward and grabbed my throat. He flung me onto the store counter and pinned me down with his stretchy hands.
"Do it now!" He shouted at his partner. The other lifted his hand for in hopes of firing off an attack, but it never came. I sat there wonder why nothing was happening. "What're you doing?!"
"Ma quirk don't work!" The other man shouted.
That's when a long white scarf wrapped up the man and yanked him upwards into the shadows. There were rough sounds and faint grunts coming from the dark ceiling. The guy pinning me looked up with a paranoid expression before letting go and slowly backing up.
"...What the hell?" He muttered while scanning for anyone. He continued backing up until he turned around and came face to face with Aizawa.
"How's it going?" He asked. The man went for a quick swing but it was deflected and countered, resulting in a heavy blow to the gut. The man held himself as he dropped down.
"Man...I totally had that guy…" I grumbled.
"Two for four...Not bad rookie."
"So does this mean I can fight bigger villains now?" I asked.
"No. But you can keep fighting thugs." Aizawa snickered.
I glared at him. "Dang it!" I growled.
"C'mon, back to the house. It's getting late."
"But it's only eight…" I said.
"Don't question me." Aizawa said with a menacing glance.
Training for me had resumed and went about as well as you'd expect it to. I'd gradually improve, gain some confidence in my abilities, then have the confidence shattered and taken away from me by Aizawa whenever he'd criticize me. I did manage to improve and over time Aizawa would eventually get the job of a UA teacher. Time flew by and I began to focus more on my goal. I wanted to be a better hero than Kintou and if that meant not relying on my quirk, then so be it. I'd only ever use it when Aizawa was training me to control it. It was tough but over time I grew adept at using it in only the most dire situations. This was yet to be the case due to the fact that I was never really put into such a predicament.
Years would eventually pass and before I knew it, I was now a 15 year old school student that was studying his butt off for some HUGE exam that would determine on whether or not I'd get into UA or not. Luckily Aizawa would trust me enough to leave the house now because I was finally able to make at least one freaking friend. Izuku Midoriya. He was one of the very few people that I could call a friend of mine. Me and him were both pretty knowledgeable about superheroes. Him because he's kind of a nerd for that type of stuff and me because Aizawa…
I met Midoriya when I turned ten. The guy was...and still is...a total wimp. He gets picked on and bullied so much that I kinda had to help him out. This eventually led to me getting teased a lot too. The main reason Midoriya was bullied so much was because he was like the only guy without a quirk. I felt bad for the guy and in a way, I knew his pain. I didn't ever use my quirk due to my many issues with it. That also put me into the same boat as Izuku and people started thinking that I too was a "quirkless loser". While I never cared much of anyone's words, Midoriya did. He was a sad, isolated kid and me being a kid with no friends decided it was time to change that.
-Flashback-
"Get away from me Deku! I don't need your stinking help!" Yelled a kid with wild, dirty blonde hair and deep, aggressive red eyes. He slapped Midoriya's hand away and stood up on his own.
"But Kacchan, you're hurt!" Midoriya said as he looked at the bloody scrape on the other kid's knee. "Just let me help you."
"I said get away from me!" Kacchan yelled as he roughly shoved Izuku to the grassy ground. "I'm not a weakling like you Deku! I have a quirk! I can help myself!" Kacchan yelled as he let out small bursts of explosions in his hand.
"I...I was just trying to help…" Midoriya said shakily as if he were on the verge of tears.
"I don't EVER want your help!" Kacchan spat as he turned around back to his entourage and walked off muttering insults.
Midoriya wiped his eyes frantically as the tears kept falling. He didn't know what to do. He didn't have a quirk, and he was all alone in the world. No one would understand him.
"Wow...That guy's a real jerk…" Muttered a voice from behind the crying boy. Midoriya looked back with wet eyes. The orange haired boy leaning against the tree and was eating a green apple with one hand while the other rested in his hoodie pocket. He had noticed the metal staff on his back.
"W...who are you?" Izuku asked.
"Hmm? Oh, my names Jamaru. Jamaru Akumara to be exact. You're the Midoriya kid, right?" Midoriya nodded. "Cool...You wanna go chuck rocks at that wasps nest across the creek?"
"A...are you sure?" Izuku sniffled. "You might get picked on if you go anywhere with me."
"I don't care. Let them say what they want. They won't fight me…" The boy shrugged.
"Wow…" The green haired kid said in awe at the boy before him. "Your quirk must be super strong!"
"I don't really use a quirk either."
"Really?! How come?" Izuku questioned.
"Meh...It's kind of a long story so I'll just give you the lowdown. I messed up real bad and did something that costed me the lives of my parents. I'm an idiot and dor that reason alone, I strive to be a hero!" The orange haired boy said seriously before he rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably. "...Or something like that..."
"Oh...okay! Well...Let's go!" Izuku said happily.
-Present-
I was chilling on a bench outside of our current school and stared up at the clouds. I whistled to myself as I waited for Midoriya. Luckily I didn't have to wait long because said person came running up to me with a tired look on his face. I had begun to notice something very strange with him lately. Every time we'd meet up with each other, he'd be out of breath and sweating. Three weeks ago, he'd just be rambling on about All Might. He really did help me to take my mind off of my many past mistakes, though they'd always haunt me deep down.
"...H...Hey...Jamaru…" He said in between breaths.
"...You alright?" I asked him.
"Huh?! Y...yeah! I'm all good! Heheheh…' He said nervously. I was very good at reading people so I knew he was hiding something. I didn't press him though. To be fair, I had my fair share of secrets. The guy still thinks that I don't have a quirk.
I got up and grabbed my bag. "So how's the studying going?"
"Pretty good. I'm more determined than ever!" He said with a clenched fist.
"I hope you're not over doing it though. You look super exhausted Midoriya. At this rate, you'll burn yourself out."
He smiled and waved his hands. "No way, I'll be completely fine! I swear, I'm not doing anything extra at all!" He said quickly.
"What are you talking about? You know what...Never mind. Let's just get to the school already. If we're gonna get into UA then we're gonna have to put in more effort."
He nodded. "Yeah. You're right!"
Truthfully, I didn't have to worry too much about getting into UA. Aizawa pretty much got me the info that I needed to make it in no sweat. At this point, I was just trying to help get Midoriya in. Quirk or no quirk, he was still my friend and I want him to live his dream of being a hero. While it may seem completely unlikely, I do believe in him.
The two of us had walked to school, chatting away about what our superhero names would be and how we'd kick all types of ass. I was more enthusiastic about the topic.
School went on like how it usually did. We went in, got made fun of, threatened by Bakugou, and crammed in whatever we needed for the written portion of the UA exam which ended up coming quicker than either of us expected.
Midoriya seemed stressed out and I had on a passive grin. I knew that I was already gonna pass. I knew everything there was to know about hero work. I was technically a sidekick for a good portion of my life. I was probably the most qualified student. The written part was absolute cake for me. However, it was the actual physical exam that would prove to be difficult for me. I'd have to rely on the use of my staff only given the fact that using my quirk was NOT an option. The physical portion had us fighting against many different machines that would attack us students. Midoriya and I were currently standing in the middle of a large body of other teens looking to get into UA. Bakugou was among them, letting his hostile personality being known. A taller guy with glasses and some crazy looking calfs seemed to hold a stern look on his face. He was standing straight up, awaiting directions.
"Man, this is a crap ton of people…" I muttered.
"Yeah...It's kind of overwhelming…" Midoriya muttered back. He had an absent look on his face as he stared off in a certain direction. I followed his gaze and saw that he was staring at a girl with short brown hair.
I smirked at him and nudged his arm. "Check you out! You get her digits yet?" I asked teasingly.
His face went red and he started stuttering. "W...What?! No way! I was just...thinking about how nice she was to me earlier."
"See! And here I thought I would get a lady before you!" I patted him on the back. "You got this!"
"Cut it out Jamaru! It's not like that!"
"Ah, relax. I'm just messing with you. She is pretty cute though. You better go after her dude." I said to him with a grin.
"Can we please just focus on the exam…" He grumbled which caused me to let out a laugh.
"Alright, sorry…" I looked around and got serious. "This is the last step to getting into UA. We gotta rack up points!"
"Yeah...I know...That's what I'm worried about. In order to gain points, we have to take out three of the four robots types. That being said, we'll half to watch out for other factors involved."
I nodded. "Should we split up or stick together?"
"We should probably stay distant from each other. We both want the same thing and that's to get into UA. If we stay too close, we'll only end up jeopardizing each other's score." Izuku said.
"Can't argue with that logic." I said to him. I held out a fist. "Do what you gotta do out there man. We both have goals to reach so don't hold anything back!" I said to him.
"Right! You too!" He shouted back.
Everyone seemed to be ready and once the hero Present Mic began the countdown we all shifted into position.
"ARE YOU GUYS READY FOR THE START OF THE PHYSICAL EXAM?!?!" The blonde man yelled.
"..." We all stayed silent.
"WELL THEN LET'S GET THIS STARTED! THREE…TWO…" He started. My heart raced as I awaited the end of the countdown. I looked at Midoriya one last time before taking a deep breath and readying myself. "ONE!!! GET A MOVE ON!!!"
The countless number of teens scattered around in search of a target. I took Izuku's advice and ran in the opposite direction of him. As I traversed the city like environment, I scanned the area for anything I could destroy. I looked forward and saw a robot charging at me. As much as I wanted to use my quirk, I couldn't. I knew Aizawa was watching and he knew very well that I could easily finish this competition with my power. That wasn't MY test though. I had to work without it for now. I pulled out my staff and flipped forward and slammed it down onto the machine, causing it to topple over. That was easy points right off the bat. I looked to my right and saw Bakugou decimating robots left and right. I then looked back and saw a guy tank a huge hit from a larger robot and send the attack back, destroying it with little trouble. Not far from him was a girl that seemed to be launching large gusts of wind from her palms. She forced the machine back a few hundred meters. I narrowed my eyes and regained focus. I hopped up and wall jumped to my next target. I leaped into the air and smacked a robot to the ground and continued bashing it in until it was rendered ineffective.
I looked around with sweat dripping down my face. I was already getting tired. It sucked having to do this with no quirk. I could only imagine how Midoriya was holding up. Hopefully he was doing better than me. I was snapped outta my thoughts when a large mechanical fist slammed against me, sending me into a brick wall. My bones rattled as I bounced off of it, leaving a nasty crack in the bricks. My face paled when I looked up and stared at the large machine in front of me. I glared and pulled myself up. I rolled to the side when it swung at me again. Like a spear, I tossed my staff into its upper half. It tried to swat at me again but I used this opportunity to jump up and run along it's large arm. I yanked my staff from its metal frame and swung at it.
"...What the hell?!" I growled when my staff did absolutely nothing. This one was just too big.
I was sent crashing to the concrete when I got flicked off of it. I picked myself up once again only to have a metal fist slam against me again. I felt the oxygen leave my lungs as I was crushed underneath the weight of the metal beast before me. I laid in the crater trying to catch my breath. The robot cocked its large fist back and thrusted it towards me. That's when a portal appeared in front of me. The robots fist went through the portal and exited through another portal that was placed behind it, causing it to punch itself. I turned my head to the side and glance at who was responsible. A guy with wild black and blue hair stood not too far from me and grinned. His fully black eyes held a playful nature.
"Hello friend. You seem to be in a bit of a predicament. You need a hand?" He asked.
"What? Why help me?" I asked as I slowly picked myself up. "Pretty sure I'd just slow you down…"
"Well, maybe. I haven't really got any points. That was the first one I took down." He said with a friendly smile.
I gave him an impassive look. "...What are you plotting dude? You seem a little on the side of too nice…"
"Hmm? I don't know what you mean. I was just trying to find a target but I'm kinda having trouble. You see, my quirk is more of a utility style quirk as opposed to an attack of defense type. I can't really dish out much punishment to these metal guys." His slight smile never leaving his face.
I sighed. "Tag along if you want. Just don't get in my way."
He nodded his head at me. "Will do." He said.
We walked around for a few minutes looking for another bot to bash but we couldn't find squat. Other people were taking them out with the use of their quirks.
I stopped for a moment and looked back at the other guy. "You got a name or should I just call you freak from now on?"
"Cota is fine." He said with another smile.
"Right…"
Another large robot appeared behind us. Kota created a portal and motioned me to hop through it. I did as he wished and went through. I appeared above the robot and slammed down on its top half, smashing it down to the concrete ground.
I looked back at Cota and grinned. "Nice assist dude." I said with a thumbs up. He nodded at me smiled.
We continued walking around in search for another target to take down. I had spotted one and decided to run towards it. That's when a cloud of smoke appeared in front of us and engulfed the large machine completely. I looked around to assess the situation. The smoke seemed to be weakening the metal on the robot. The machine spun around rapidly, dispersing the smoke cloud and started moving towards and girl with silvery hair and tanned skin. She tossed another ball of smoke at it but the robot avoided it and plucked her through a nearby building. The happy guy and I ran over to her to see if she was okay. She had a large bruise on her face, tattered clothes, and seemed to be extremely angry.
"You alright?!" I asked her. She winced as she made an attempt to get up.
"You should let us help you, ma'am." Cota said.
"No way! I got this on my own, so butt out of this!" She said while still struggling to get up. When she moved, I noticed a shard of metal plunged deep into her upper thigh.
"Whoa! That looks pretty bad." I said.
"ARGH!!!" She yelled as she attempted to pull it out herself.
Cota looked at me with a serious look which kinda caught me off guard. "She needs to get to Recovery Girl. She's real banged up. Plus, that shard has gotta come out of her leg."
"I know…" I said. That's when I heard a loud rumbling sound. The robot had moved in closer. I narrowed my eyes at it and looked back at Cota. "Watch her for a second. I'll be right back."
"What are you gonna do?! That thing is huge!" Cota yelled.
"I'll be fine! Just trust me." I said. I looked at the injured girl next to Cota. I glared and stomped forward and faced the robot.
"...No...D...don't! It's mine...to finish…" The girl muttered.
"Relax. It'll be over in a matter of seconds." I said. The robot swung a hand forward. I lifted mine and watched as the fist stopped directly in front of me. "I got this..." I sighed.
I the closed my fist and watched as the giant machine was slowly being crushed. My head started to ache furiously. I kept crushing it until it was nothing but a ball of useless metal. I dropped to my knees and clutched my head. I wiped the blood that dripped from my nose and tried to get myself stable. My vision was blurred and I was slipping in and out of consciousness.
"Whoa!" Cota yelled.
"Damn, damn, DAMN!!!" I yelled. I was aggravated by the fact that I still hadn't scratched the surface of what my quirk could do. On top of that, I went against Aizawa and used it anyway.
I stumbled back over to the other two. They both stared at me with mixed looks. Cota decided to speak first.
"What the hell kind of quirk was that?" He asked.
"I...I still...can't...control…" Before I knew what was happening, I was blacking out. I slipped out of consciousness and dropped to the ground.