A Flux of Emerald Lightning

Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia, or Static Shock, or A Certain Scientific Railgun, or Tokyo Shinobi Squad, or Red Sprite. I'm only saying so to be an ass.

Kei: I fucking hate you, Lightz. *clears throat* Well, welcome back to the Emerald Lightning, without us yelling at critics and flamers and big gay babies. This chapter will determine the future of this story and whether we turn it into a full story or not. AKA, it's all up to you the readers.

Wanda: Big what?

Chapter 1: Why Did My Dreams Respark Despite Haters?

It is eleven o'clock in the morning, July 13th, a burning sun beating down on the world like a hate crime. In this world, unlike any other, a great deal of humanity has evolved from their basic state to having naturally gifted abilities called Quirks. With these powers, fantasy became reality; it would become a natural thing for people to become what many could only see through ink on paper or rolling screens, superheroes.

"I'm sorry, but your son may be Quirkless."

Here in this world rests a boy, a child who loved heroes more than anyone, Izuku Midoriya. At the age five, every single one of his companions has unlocked their Quirks, and in amazing detail, he sees the blood difference between himself and the other kids, especially his best friend Kacchan.

Ever since seeing the greatest hero to have graced the screen, and his life, with his very presence, he's been infatuated with the idea of becoming a hero. More than just to look cool, but because he enjoys the idea of saving others. He could not wait for his Quirk to come out. But since in two days, his sixth birthday will be upon him and Quirks do not manifest past age five, this will be his last chance.

At kindergarten the next day, the catatonic Izuku sits on the floor still in thought. Tomorrow will be his sixth birthday, and still no Quirk. Sweat pouring down his face, his heart down to four beats a minute - exaggerated - and no life in his eyes, he's still fearful about what could happen.

Kids walk by him with ignorance for reasons he is fully aware of; having heard that he has no Quirk and is nowhere near getting one, they voice their honest, unfiltered, hit the nail on the head directly into the coffin, opinions of how much it sucks to be him. The worst of this comes from the kid Katsuki Bakugo, who stares with a grin at the defenseless Izuku.

The more he thinks about Izuku and his terrible situation, the happier he becomes. He even says, "Deku… he sucks… Because he's not me!" With this thought in mind, the day goes by with little importance.

Free for the moment, the kids go on an adventure in the nearby tree lines. Really it's just Bakugo and his buddies, with Deku along because he looks up to him. The emerald kid walks at the back of the pack along with another child just as wimpy as him following at the end of the pack.

"Onward!" speaks the leader Bakugo as he guides his flunkies over a fallen tree over a creek. He slips on some moss and falls into the stream flailing about.

The other kids go down to check on him, though strangely none of them ask if he's okay. The blond child spits up water as he gets up, coughing afterward. "That was annoying."

"Kacchan? Are you okay?" asks Izuku, holding a hand out to him worried. "You're not hurt right?"

The injured boy looks up at him, his red eyes noting the honest worry in his. Angered, Katsuki blasts him with an explosion from his palm. "Shut up Deku!" The scarred boy rolls over in the water in pain. "You don't get to ask if I'm okay!"

"Whoa!"

"Dark."

"Bakugo, what was that for?" This last line comes out in shock and horror by the other person of the crew who stood in the back with Izuku. This person goes over to Izuku as he holds his face where the explosion hit. She helps him sit up, and says, "He was just wondering if you were okay!"

The boy with explosions coming out of his hands bares his teeth at the girl as he snaps, "You shut up! I don't need a useless little bug like him to worry about me!"

The girl continues to crouch near Izuku, who recovers enough to see what's going on in front of him. The girl asks calmly, "What kind of hero are you to bully someone who just wanted to help?"

"I said shut up!" He pushes the girl aside away from Izuku out of anger.

The boy with green hair watches with worry. Bakugo steps over her with his hand releasing miniature explosions.

"This is between me and Deku!"

"Hey, leave her alone!" The entire party looks over to see Izuku has gotten up and quickly moved over to the girl in a guarding position.

He stands protectively over the girl, who looks up in awe at the boy. He's shaking at the knees, his arms are stretched out but unstable, and his eyes and nose are running a mile a minute. Even so, he's still standing protecting her. Maybe it's the adrenaline kicking into his almost six-year-old body, not that he knows.

"Oh?" Bakugo punches the palm of his hand in a seething rage. "You are just a pebble in my path, Deku! Don't you ever forget your place!" He throws a powerful right swing, releasing an explosion upon Izuku.

As the repelling force and heat come his way, Izuku remains standing. 'I did it! I stood up for someone else! And I'm scared!' Despite his adrenaline controlled bravery, he still raises his arms to brace for the impact. 'But I won't regret it! If I can't handle this, I'm no hero!'

The explosion hits dead on its target, covering the boy and the girl in smoke. But then it clears; it is here that it happens, the process of events that would change everything for Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo forever.

An emerald wall of electricity is held up in front of Izuku's arms, blocking the attack on his person. Everyone looks on in shock at the phenomenon happening before them, as none of them have the ability to do this. Bakugo seems to be the most surprised, speechless being more accurate actually.

The girl in the water, behind the field, looks up at Izuku's arms producing the same energy color. "Midoriya!" she shouts when she overcomes her shock.

Izuku slowly opens his eyes and looks ahead with the same amount of perplexity as the rest of the children. He then looks down with a quick glance at his arms, which crackle with electricity of the same emerald shine. Staring in awe at what he has, Izuku's once fearful expression turns into joy and happy sadness when he sees that it actually happened.

"I HAVE A QUIRK!" he screams, jumping up in the air with joy. Though this sudden burst of energy costs him, as the force field that is now shown to be electricity has given way, and he drops into the cold water once more with a loud splash hitting the girl in the face.

"Ouch!" Ouch indeed, for landing on a submerged rock. He tries to get back up, but he remains seated. "Eh? Why am I so tired?"

As the events play out, a lone figure can be seen not too far away. "Doc, it happened. Just like you said it would."

"Come back then." It disappears into the trees without a trace.

The following week finds Izuku sitting in a doctor's office with his mother Inko Midoriya, along with his doctor. The only difference this time is that the boy sports a couple of bandages for the scuffs he had suffered some time ago, as well as the bright veils of life in his eyes. Despite the blood work that went through, he feels fresh.

"Well, I guess this is where I apologize for what I said before," says the doctor as he looks over Izuku's information done on his DNA. "It's highly unprecedented for someone with both joints in their toes to gain an ability. Your Quirk is an evolution of your mother's. Basically, you are a superconductive electromagnet."

"An electromagnet?" asks Izuku.

"Your body produces a large amount of bioelectricity that you can release to manipulate, control, and generate the electromagnetic force, one of the four fundamental forces."

Inko looks at her son rocking back and forth in his chair with enthusiasm. The woman then asks, "What exactly took so long for him to discover this Quirk? Why couldn't he use this before?"

"He probably always could, but here's the thing about his Quirk." The doctor removes his face from the paperwork. "According to the tests, his blood salt levels and electrolytes are too low to utilize this Quirk. He requires high levels of both in his blood to control his electricity, otherwise, he'll be too tired from a single use."

"Electrolytes?" asks the boy, stopping himself from rapidly shaking.

"They're minerals the body holds that produce an electric charge. You can raise how much power you can hold by increasing your blood salt levels and electrolytes." He glances over back at the sheet of paper with an unreadable expression. "It seems the trigger was a spike in adrenaline to raise his energy."

Izuku turns to his mother. "Adrenaline?"

"It's something the brain does whenever you're stressed or in danger to increase your metabolism," she replies before she raises her head in understanding. "Oh! So when that Katsuki child attacked you it sparked the release of your Quirk!"

"Oh!"

"Exactly." This comes from the doctor. "Really, your son is interesting to have a Quirk so versatile."

Inko - curious and darkened by his words - presses on with that statement. "How do you say that?"

"Most electric types have a Quirk that can simply discharge electricity or move metal objects. But the basis of his Quirk makes him a superconductive electromagnet, meaning he can do both of those things and more, especially if it's connected to his nervous system." His eye then rises over his glasses to look at Inko. "Now that I think about it, it's just like that person's."

The olive mother narrows her eyes before placing a hand to her boy's shoulder, pulling the child unaware of what's going on closer to her. "I see…"

...

Back at the Midoriya residence, an adult male steps into the home. "Inko! Izuku!" he calls out, hoping to catch sight of his wife and son.

"DAD! DAD! DAD!" shouts the boy as he races out into the living room to face his dad.

"What is it? What?" asks the father as he sees his son coming up to him so quickly.

"Look, look, look!" Izuku shoves his hands forward, causing emerald sparks to release from his fingers. "I can do this now!"

The man stares down at his son's fingers, a solemn look in his eyes. As he sees his wife enter the room, he changes his expression to a happier one. He then says, "That's impressive, Izuku! You think you can use that to be a hero?"

"I know I will!" he shouts, before running off inside of his room.

"Hello, Hisashi!" Inko says as she comes over to leave a kiss on his lips. "Back from working that case, I guess?"

"It's all finished, but..." Hisashi looks down at where his son left. "So, Izuku's Quirk..."

"I know, it's great, isn't it?!" says the woman with equal joy to her son. "It's all he ever talked about since we got on the ride. I was a little worried when I heard he had both his joints, but it all worked out and he's just a late bloomer."

"Inko," Hisashi speaks, bringing his wife out of her stupor. "Don't you think it's odd to be so happy he has a Quirk?"

"Why wouldn't I? This is everything he's been wanting! Now he won't be an outcast."

"Alright, then I'll ask in a different way; don't you think it's odd that you're so happy he has a Quirk since it ended up being that one?" This heart stop question freezes the green-haired woman in her place.

After a quick glance into her mind, she replies, "I don't mind that it is. We have nothing to hide."

"When he's old enough and they see it, they'll start asking questions. They'll put two and two together."

"Children should not inherit the sins of their parents!"

"Should not, no. But not everything works out perfectly." Hisashi looks down to where his son is, and sighs. "Then again, you can't choose what you gravitate to. If he's going to be a hero, he needs the encouragement."

Hisashi then goes over to the child's bedroom. There, he finds Izuku on his bed breathing in deeply. "Izuku, are you okay?"

"Just... testing... my Quirk..." says the boy between breaths. Hisashi sits down next to his boy.

"Izuku, we need to have a talk." Izuku's old man pats his lap and takes in a deep breath as he prepares to talk to his son. After a bit of mental prep, he asks, "Do you still want to be a hero?"

Finally, he answers, "Of course I do," a strong force of emotions radiating from his voice that completely betrays his facial expression.

"Do you understand what that entails?" The boy tilts his head to the side. "Entail means what is necessary for it."

"Oh! Of course!" The color returns to Izuku's face as he gets up with excitement. "It means to be a fearless warrior! To be able to accomplish anything! To saving whoever needs help no matter how difficult the task with a smile that lets them know it's all right!"

The old man chuckles at his son's enthusiastic explanation. That is indeed something he expects out of Izuku. It's why it kills him to say this: "How true do you think that is?"

"…eh?"

"Being a hero may seem glamorous, but it's without a doubt one of the most dangerous jobs you can take even with a Quirk." Hisashi gestures to his policeman's badge. "Officers like myself arrive at scenes every day and watch as heroes go up against villains, and it's not always the same as on TV. It's dangerous duty, one that we have to realize that one day we may not return home from, because being a hero means putting your life on the line to save other people. Even more, they could easily be people who may or may not be grateful for what you've done.

"I do it because even though I'm no hero, I still want to protect people. They need us."

The timid little boy raises his head to glance at his father, his words catching his heart hook, line, and sinker. Caught in the glory of seeing All Might fight so triumphantly, he never thought about the idea of losing, of failing to save someone else.

"What every hero, no… what every person who defends another needs more than power is a heart that strives to become stronger TO protect others. Remember that, and you will always be a hero." Finally finished with what he has to say, Hisashi pats his little one on the shoulder and gets up to leave. He smiles noticing his child in deep thought – he loves to think things over – knowing that he was actually listening.

"I'll see you at dinner," he says politely to his son before leaving the room.

Back with Izuku, he sits on his bed while thinking over everything his old man relayed to him just now. Does he have the determination to protect other people like his dad? Can he be like his dad and All Might?

Will he have a chance to show it?

...

Two days have gone by after this visit, with Izuku and his mother sitting in the living room face to face. On the floor on their knees with furniture in the way, dressed in white dougi, the mother-son pairing stares at one another.

Though it's a good change of pace, Izuku can't help but wonder what's going on. He asks with child-like curiosity, "Mom, why are we like this?"

"Because your Quirk is similar to mine, I'm going to train you in how to use your Quirk," she tells Izuku with a polite tone in her words. Inko raises her hand to her son, exposing the golden bracelet on her left limb. "I told you my Quirk is the attraction of smaller objects, but that's just because of this to limit my Quirk's ability. Without it, I can do far more than lift a cup of coffee. And you can do the same as me, because of your Quirk."

This is a bit of a surprise. Why did she only now say that she can do more than what she said before? And why would she wear that to limit herself? What else is she not telling him? "Izuku, please pay attention."

"S-Sorry, mom!" he shouts suddenly.

"The first thing we'll do is get your body ready to use your Quirk, and then we'll go to the basics. It's going to take a while because you're young, but I believe in you."

Wow. For his mother to have so much faith in him is kind of overwhelming. But then again, she always has. It's only right he meets her expectations and that of the friends who were there for him before he lacked a Quirk. Almost as much, he wants to prove to those who didn't believe in him before, especially Kacchan.

With this determination inside, he smiles with wide, beady eyes, and says, "I'll do my best, mom!"

"I know you will. You are my emerald lightning."

Julia: Big gay baby?

Wanda: Oh, Aqua Teen Hunger Force. Right. Anyway, leave your opinions. Remember; it's all on you. Except for the pairings.