A/N 1: This is my first Boku No Hero Academia fanfic. I hope you enjoy it.
Original Summary: U.A is the greatest hero school in the world. It has turned normal students with wonderful Quirks into awe inspiring Heroes who have made names for themselves that have come to be known all over the world. One such name that is known worldwide is All Might, the current #1 Hero, who residents in Japan. They have several programs including a Recommendation Program. They had several transfer students from Europe, Africa, American, and Canada along with other parts of the world. One student from American named Saya Inushima has been accepted into U.A through the Recommendation Program.
Due to her being in America, a special transfer procedure has been put into place. She, Saya Inushima, will be staying with a Pro-Hero during her enrollment at U.A.
There will be a three month orientation for her to get settled into life in Japan.
While being there things that have been bound so tight, start to unravel. Secrets are pulled out from the depths of total darkness and into the light, and Saya will uncover something that will change her world forever.
Edited Summary (because i went over the word limit with the original one): When a student from America get accepted into U.A, the top Hero School in the world, people are shocked, but not as much as Saya Inushima. Due to her being in another state a Transfer Student procedure has been put into place. She'll be staying with a Pro-Hero to learn how to adjust to her new situation. It's not easy, especially when said Pro-Hero is Nezu, the Principal, himself!
A/N 2: This story will be centered around my original Boku no Hero Academia OC, Saya Inushima, along with the original characters of the series. Enjoy!
"Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality"~Edgar Allan Poe.
A New And Shocking Development.
Numb.
She felt numb.
Fifteenth year old, Saya Inushima sat with her jaw unhinged and hanging open in shock. Every fiber of her, every molecule, every strand of DNA, was frozen as she let the words sink in.
"I'm sorry" ,She stared at her Grandmother with wide eyes as she closed her mouth with a audible Snap!, "Could you repeat that, Grandma?".
A old, rusty, chuckle left her Grandfather, who sat next to her Grandmother, on the plush couch across from her with only a coffee table separating them.
"I said that you were accepted into U.A, sweetheart", Grandmother repeated with a large smile on her face and tears glistening in her grey eyes, "You got into the top Hero School in the world!".
"That's my girl!", Grandfather crossed his arms and nodded his head as another chuckle sounded out, "Smart as a wip!".
"B-But-", Saya stuttered, the words still haven't sunken in yet, "How am I going to go there? How am I going to pay for tuition? How-".
Grandfather held up a hand to stop her from going off the rails with a ton of questions.
"Everything is already taken care of", Grandmother told her in a soft voice, "You'll be attending U.A with the other students during the up and coming school term".
"Oh", Saya's expression brightened before becoming dark and crestfallen once more, "But we're here. Here in America and U.A is..is in Japan".
Her Grandparents looked at each other and they seemed to age another ten or twenty years. Grandfather's wrinkles seem to deform his face with how deeply he was frowning and Grandmother looked close to breaking down in tears.
Saya could tell that this was a serious, if not, a momentous turn of events.
A strained silence crept into the room on silent feet and made itself comfortable in the air surrounding the three of them.
It was broken, shattered really, by her Grandmother clearing her throat. Saya swallowed and raised her own eyes to meet the old and tear filled, pale, grey eyes of her Grandmother.
She could see her own reflection inside of those grey orbs. She could see a girl of 5'5" with long, dark purple, hair held up in a ponytail by a large, grey, ribbon with large, storm grey, eyes. Saya could also see the sorrow, the heartbreak, and the worrry in her eyes, but she could also see the joy, the happiness, the delight, and the pride that was overflowing and drowning out the negative emotions in nothing, but a sea of positive emotions.
Saya watched as tears trickled like silver rivers down her Grandmother's wilted and wrinkled skin.
Her Grandfather, who's name is Makoto Inushima nee Haminē, wrapped one arm around the plump frame of his wife and drew her closer to him. He rubbed his hand up and down her arm in a show of comfort.
Saya saw her Grandfather's Quirk active in a instant. His Quirk: Calming Touch was a very useful Quirk for calming someone down and lulling them to sleep, but it wasn't suited for combative purposes so he couldn't have been a Hero. Instead, he became a Doctor, where his Quirk was more effective, in calming down hysterical patients and restless newborn babies. His Quirk is activated through touch and sends a calming wave of warmth throughout the person's body. It slows down the heart so that they are calmer and will slowly fall asleep.
As always, her Grandfather's Quirk lulled her Grandmother to sleep, leaving only the two of them to continue the conversation. Now her Grandmother's Quirk was a entirety different story. Her Grandmother's name is Haia Inushima and her Quirk: Canine Form is a generation to generation kind of Quirk. Her Grandmother had told her that every member of the Inushima Family had a different canine shape which is connected to the month and date of their birth.
Yes, everyone in the Inushima Family can turn into a different kind of dog or canine for a long period of time, excluding the members who married into the Family.
Everyone, except her.
Her Grandmother could turn into a Greyhound which is a good tracking dog, but she, Saya, couldn't turn into any kind of dog.
The Quirk must have skipped a generation.
Her generation.
She is the only member of the thirteenth generation of Inushimas.
Everyone else is either older than her by a year or two or younger than her by the same amount of time.
Saya raised a eyebrow at her Grandfather in a questioning manner.
"You're Grandmother always got so emotional, so choked up when the Principal of U.A even suggested the idea", Grandfather told her while adjusting his spectacles on the bridge of his nose, he sighed causing his small moustache to ruffle with the moment.
"Suggested what idea?" Saya asked, curiosity coated her voice like a blanket of freshly fallen, white, snow, "What are you talking about, Grandfather?".
"Have you ever heard of the Transfer Student Program?", her Grandfather answered her question with one of his own.
"Yes" Saya answered after thinking, "Yes I have. It's a Program where a student transfers from one school to another".
"Ah, but you haven't heard of U.A's Transfer Student Program?" Grandfather asked, looking at her over the rim of his spectacles.
Saya shook her head, "I can't say that I have. I didn't really keep up with the Knews concerning U.A".
"I see", Grandfather stroked his moustache with wrinkled fingers, "Well U.A's Transfer Program is different depending on where the student or students are located in the world. According to Principal Nezu, students that aren't located in Japan must be relocated".
Saya sat up straight as she absorbed the information like a sponge.
"Are you telling me that I'll be going to Japan?" Saya asked, reading between the lines.
"Yes" Grandfather nodded his head, "Due to you being here in America and not in Japan you'll be relocated to Japan months before the Term starts to adjust to life there".
Saya made a sound of protest in the back of her throat which came out as a weird, wheezing, sound.
"Now don't worry" ,her Grandfather reached across the table to place a hand on her knee, "Everything has been taken care of".
(Everything?) Saya thought while leaning away from her Grandfather's touch, but it only tightened in a almost painful way. Her brain was starting to feel fuzzy and warm. She could feel it starting to shut down and the rest of her body was too.
With a jolt of panic that sent electricity through her veins and a cold hand gripping her heart with a iron tight hold, Saya realized something.
This wasn't her Grandfather's Quirk.
Not in the slightest way was it close to it.