[A/N This is just a little fun project, I came to love the world of My Hero Academia. So I figured I 'd make a fiction about it, with several characters based off friends and people in my real life, with plenty of fun gags, and serious moments too.]

Chapter 1: Calling all Gyros

The year is 2080. Legends of the true ideals of heroes and villains are constantly retold through word of mouth, but their motivations have long since died. The world no longer differentiates between right and wrong there just is. Is the constant cycle of getting your paycheck, and trying to keep it. Oh yeah, and everyone has a quirk, they just have long since stopped being special.

In the days of heroes and villains, there was disparity between quirks. There were special ones such as being able to shoot explosions from one's hands, or even one super cool one where you say something really American and blow away all of your problems. Then there are weak options, such as having a big thumb.

Is there a disparity now? Why yes, but only for the few people with good quirks. The rest really aren't cool now. In fact, my mother has the coolest quirk I've ever seen. She has an electric can opener for a hand, who can beat that?

This is my story, not as a hero, but as a gyro. I come among a group of close friends, also gyros. We slowly became perfect roasting on a tourniquet. It won't make any sense now, but trust me, it will.

I suppose since this is my story, that I may as well tell you about myself. My name is Dirran. I am a passionate kid, with a quirk to boot. While everyone's quirk was developing at 4, I got raging fevers. People thought I was quirkless at the time, and just got really warm. Some even thought that I had an electric blanket quirk. The amount of kids trying to hug me was ridiculous, well, until it got boiling hot.

People started to wonder what my quirk is, especially when it started singeing the school floors. I was about eight when my quirk really started to manifest itself. I coined it Overclockque, because it seems I overclock like a computer, and the que just sounds really cool.

People think it's the coolest quirk in the school. People call me the limit breaker or somethin' because they think that it's a quirk designed to break my limits. They only see the fact that I accidently sent a dodgeball through a wall because somebody started to play The Final Countdown.

I never even bothered to tell most the other sides of the quirk. One, it mainly happens when I get fired up, and it's rather difficult to control. Two, I have to buy my clothes at the local fire station, just in case a certain song plays on the radio. Three, the quirk makes me really sleepy. Four, I am banned from sports for accidentally sending a baseball through the score sign when Coach yelled for me to hit the damn thing.

It would probably also be worth mentioning, that since I was 12 I could see how much percent my body was overclocked. With that I did gain some control over it, I could even use it on purpose. But alas, like the nuclear football, one must know when not to hit the button. But like golden-haired Cheetos, sometimes I make a few mistakes.

So that's enough about me and my quirk, I am certain you want to know how we all became pro gyros.

So first off, it begins with my class. We were all small-town folks, and our quirks all manifested interestingly. All of us had quirks that would be considered strong, while our other schoolmates got turned into rubber duckies or something.

Let's begin with FroBro, my mysterious friend that nobody knows much about. He came to school without a name, so I gave him one. He was really small for his age, and whiter then a ghost, but he had an afro that spread out at least a foot and seemed to move on it's own. Also, I think that it may or may not eat people.

We got called one noisy class, and that may be because of the three people that have auditory quirks. First we have the loudmouth, Billy. He's known as the great-grandson of Present Mic. Everything he sings or shouts becomes amplified drastically. Keynote, never play Don't Stop Believing by Journey in his presence. Never again…

Next we got Brian, (that's brain with the ai switched by the way), but we just call him Veg. Why do we just call him Veg? Well, he showed up the first day of middle school completely emaciated, like a zombie. To the classes asking he just said, "I'm a vegetarian!". Forevermore, he was known as Vegetarianzombie. But Veg is much shorter.

Now, his quirk is even more interesting, Veg Out. When he says the word "Merp", everyone in earshot including himself zone out into space for a period of time. It's annoying when he activates the quirk accidently, since he likes the word merp. However, it's even more so when he does it on purpose, such as this one day during a timed test. The whole class failed and had to retake it the next day. He couldn't even have done it at the beginning of the test, no, we were almost halfway through too.

For the last person with an audial quirk is Sky, which frankly is where she must have come from. Her quirk is unnamed, but she can sing like the seraphim, and heal people impressively. In grade school, she was figured out to be the boon of the paper cuts. However, you can expect to receive sarcasm that cuts deeper then the paper can.

It's interesting that these three tend to stick together, as they end up causing mayhem by accident. There was this one time that somehow Veg's merp got amplified by Billy. The entire school heard it, and before they could cover their ears, about three hundred kids spent the entire day zoned out. Oh yeah, I should probably mention that there are about 300 kids at that school.

In class, there are two kids that'd actually qualify as smart. In a class that qualifies as stupid enough to be funny, these two act as the shining beam of radiance. Their fight for salutatorian and valedictorian reaches around the intensity of touch football on the playground. The newest action movies couldn't even do that.

One is Aushrin, that gained the quirk of Inkheart. His eyes have a luster, an intelligent shine. With these, ever since he was four, he accidentally turned library books to dust in his visage. Mind you, he understands and remembers these books to this day. The other part though, figured out on accident of course, is that he can summon something from the book he destroyed. The time that he summoned a T-Rex in the middle of 3rd grade is better left unexplained.

Speaking of Rex, we come to the other kid there. His quirk, Scribblenauts. Ever since he was little he had an air of authority, and a bit of a superiority complex. He's nice, just quick to remind you of your inferiority. His quirk though, he can summon anything that he writes down. Anything. He has to be careful about his adjectives as a downside. But he can be very creative with his adjectives, and nobody messes around with them.

That essentially sums up our class, an entertaining bunch. Except, there is always this one kid. You know the one I'm talking about. The one that you wish wasn't in your class but is anyways. Kade, and his quirk is Hummingbird. Mind you, he didn't grow any wings or feathers. No, his feet are forced to stomp like 40 times a second, and he flits everywhere super-fast, stopping to stay in our vision again for a moment.

His mouth moves as fast as he does, and it's all about as witty as this very frustrating orange. That and ADHD medicine doesn't work on his quirk. Like, at all. Other methods have failed too. Like this one time that the lunch lady gave him a trayful of Prozac for lunch. He was still beating those feet.

Indeed, then we were 13, and we didn't know where our lives would go. Things would shape up for us very quickly as Deku showed up to our school and offered us something we couldn't refuse. Free Nacho Tuesdays.