Chapter 1: Strength
Hello! This is Hope10032 here to share with you this new story! This is my first MHA story, so I hope you enjoy! This first chapter is actually a good length in my opinion, as most of my chapters are barely close to this most of the time. Anyways, onward to the story! This contains my OC. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own My Hero Academia. Nor will I ever. I only own this plot and my OCs.
Chapter 1: Strength
What is strength? Is it those who are strong? Is it denied to those who are weak? Is it physical? Is it mental? Is it emotional? Is it an ideal? Is it power? Is everybody able to achieve it? Is it limited to a chosen few?
People say that those who are strong are affirmed and the weak are denied. The victors write history, while the losers are wiped from it.
This is what a certain girl has heard all her life. The best must remain the best. All others must kneel.
Yet, she didn't agree with what they'd say. Her views greatly differed. How so, will be shared at a later time, for at the present she must first make an appearance.
It was a normal day at UA, nothing out of the ordinary. Bakugou was close to exploding at everyone, Midoriya was a stuttering mess, Uraraka was chatting it up. Completely normal.
Until, of course, their homeroom teacher rolled into Class 1-A. Literally, rolled. In a sleeping bag, or something that closely resembles a caterpillar's cocoon. Possibly a mealworm.
"Good morning, everyone. I have an announcement to make. It has just been decided that there will be a transfer student coming tomorrow to join your class. It's part of some new foreign exchange program, or something. Other than that, let's begin today's class," Mr. Aizawa announced to the class. Whispers broke out immediately, mostly from the girls.
"What do you think they will be like?"
"Where are they from?"
"Girl or boy? Which would be better?"
"Boy, of course!"
"I'd say girl."
"Nobody asked you, Mineta!"
"I thought this was an open discussion!"
And without further ado, many of the louder students began a yelling contest in the middle of class.
"Please! This is a place of learning! Let us all settle down to do just that!" Iida loudly requested, hands doing their normal whatever.
"You're shouting too, President!" Ashido pointed out with plenty of volume. Iida looked horrified at this and immediately sat down without another word.
While all of this was going on, Todoroki was staring off into the distance through the window. Heterochromatic eyes glanced lazily through the landscape, pondering one thought after another.
He had already demonstrated some considerable skill during the first Battle Training with All Might. Every so often he would catch that Bakugou guy glaring daggers at him. None of the others have really tried all that much to communicate with him. Not that it bothered him.
This academia was for learning to become future heroes, not for becoming chummy with a bunch of idiots.
"Be quiet."
A sudden chill ran through the room. A dark aura was emanating from Mr. Aizawa, almost like it was promising harm to those who disobeyed. It most likely was.
"As I must repeat myself, let us begin class." The rest of the day went off without a hitch. The next day, however…
A girl with reddish brown hair was racing down the sidewalk at breakneck speed. Thoughts were flying through her head at a similar pace.
Crap! If I don't hurry, I'll be late for my first day! That's not the first impression I'm looking for!
She was clothed in the standard uniform for the girls at UA; grey jacket with green epaulettes, white undershirt, red tie, and green skirt. She also added a green ribbon in her hair to tie it back into a loose ponytail.
The transfer student quickened her pace even more, to the point where people barely catch a glimpse of her as she flashed by. She skidded to a stop in front of the large gates of the school she was about to attend.
Students were still milling about leisurely, which was a good sign. By some possibility against all odds, she might not be late. As she let out a sigh of relief, a sudden bell rang.
The warning bell?! I still have to find my classroom! Not to mention meet the teacher beforehand! Dang it!
As running in the halls was prohibited, even in a school training future heroes, she was forced to urgently fast walk towards the direction of… well… a directory. After impatiently locating the place she needed, she fast walked even quicker to her room. Class 1-A.
Meanwhile, students of the before-mentioned Class 1-A were all hanging around in their classroom. The girls were mostly in a group, deciding amongst themselves who the transfer would be.
Obviously, they disregarded anything logical.
"I think it'll be a boy! Oh~ I hope he's cute!"
"You still are that desperate for a boyfriend? Honestly."
"Hey! You have absolutely no room to talk, Jirou! It's not like you're dating anyone!"
"And I don't need to, unlike a certain someone. I still have my feminine pride."
"Um, personally, I'd like it to be a girl. It'd be fun to have another person to talk to."
"Are you saying we aren't good enough, Uraraka?! Of course you'd want a girl, after all, you have Midoriya already!"
"Th-that's not true! Deku and I are just FRIENDS!"
"Oh, sure. Act like he's in the 'friend zone'."
"It's true!" One blushing mess of a zero-gravity giver later, Mr. Aizawa quieted the class.
"Today, the new student will be arriving. I trust you all to treat her with respect." Again, the classroom erupted into a big shout-off.
"I told you it was a girl!"
"Shut up, Mineta, you perv!"
"I wouldn't mind a pretty girl in the class either, guys."
"Kirishima! You too?!"
"And what do you mean by 'you wouldn't mind'? Do you not think any of us are pretty?!"
"BE QUIET!"
And this was the scene that the transfer student entered upon. Mr. Aizawa looking like murder, everybody else frozen in mid-argument; besides the more level-headed of the group and those that just didn't care.
"Uh…" she muttered intelligently. Immediately, Mr. Aizawa calmed himself and stepped up to greet her.
"Miss Akira Kaiya, I presume."
"Yes, that's me," she affirmed hesitantly. Quite the first impression.
"Wonderful. Anyways, would you introduce yourself to the class then?" The girl, now known as Akira Kaiya, nodded. As she stepped forward towards the front of the room to address her new classmates, those who were standing quickly found their seats again.
"Hello, everyone. My name is Akira Kaiya, please call me Kaiya, though. I look forward to working with you all. I'm in your care, then."
"Miss Kaiya!" Iida exclaimed loudly, scaring the poor girl along with many others. Good thing nobody has a heart condition.
"Y-yes?" she replied carefully. This class was very startling, to say the least.
"It is an honor to meet you! I am Iida Tenya, the class president. I'm sure that we will get along just fine!" Iida said, waving his hands and ending in a low bow.
Kaiya wasn't sure what to do about the bow, or the hands for that matter, to be honest.
Iida's abrupt introduction seemed to break the ice, though, and others were quickly, and loudly, on their way. Good thing nobody has a hearing condition either. Then again, it'd be pretty easy to develop one in this environment.
"I'm Kirishima Eijirou! Nice to meet ya!"
"Yaoyorozu Momo, vice president."
"Sero Hanta! Hello!"
"Good to meet your acquaintance, I'm Ojiro Mashirao!"
And so on.
The ones that hadn't introduced themselves yet would be Todoroki, Bakugou, and Midoriya. Midoriya wasn't comfortable with speaking to girls, Bakugou couldn't care less, and Todoroki was just the silent, lone wolf.
Even still, after Kaiya had gone around to meet everyone, she stopped by each of their desks to say hello. Midoriya turned into an even bigger stuttering mess, but managed to get his own name out. Bakugou turned away with a huff and a light blush on his cheeks, uttering his name.
Todoroki was the most surprising of all of the trio's, though.
After Kaiya greeted him personally, he stood from his seat, bowed as low as Iida did, and gave his name. He then sat back down like nothing had happened. Kaiya turned her attention back to the front, as Mr. Aizawa had cleared his throat, trying to get the class to quiet down.
"Miss Kaiya, your seat is right there next to Todoroki's. I hope you don't mind the back?"
"Of course not, sir. Thank you for the directions."
"Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Aizawa Shouta, you may call me Mr. Aizawa or sensei. Whichever you prefer.
"Anyways, class. Today will be different from an ordinary day. Dismissing your morning classes, you all will be attending a special occasion supervised by a decided three-man team, consisting of myself, All Might, and someone else. This will be taking place as your Foundational Skills of Heroics Class."
Murmurs broke out among the students, until Sero spoke up.
"Sensei! What'll we be doing!?" he asked loudly. Everyone is very loud, aren't they.
Mr. Aizawa presented something very dramatically to the class, adding along with it,
"Be the hero everyone needs, whether it's a flood or some other disaster. It's a trial of rescue!"
Once again, everybody continued to share their own thoughts about the event until Aizawa-sensei spoke up once more.
"Don't get ahead of yourselves. As I was saying, this time, it is entirely up to each you whether or not you wear your costume. Some of your costumes aren't adapted to the task at hand, after all. The training area is fairly far away, so we'll get there by bus.
"Miss Kaiya, it is up to you whether you participate or not, as this may be a bit straining for your first day. That's all, go get prepared." As everyone was getting up to leave, Uraraka approached the new girl, along with Yaoyorozu, Jirou, and a large portion of the female population of the class.
They began asking many questions, after introducing themselves again.
"Oh, don't worry about me forgetting your names. I happen to possess a pretty good memory," Kaiya assured. Things were overwhelming enough, without the reintroduction.
"Ah, of course! Anyways, where did you transfer from?" Ashido asked enthusiastically.
"America. The US Association of Heroes thought it best to send me here abroad to strengthen hero relations between the two countries. The thing is, though, I had no clue about anything Japanese. Not even the language," the new girl admitted.
"Huh? But we understand you right now," Uraraka pointed out. Kaiya smiled as she explained.
"Ah yes, that means it's working." The group looked even more confused at this point, so Kaiya further explained. "You see, there's this person over in the States that has a quirk called 'Gift of Tongues.' They happen to work for the Association, and they were able to give me the ability to speak, read, and write Japanese. However, I'm still iffy about all the traditions and customs," she said while scratching her cheek sheepishly and looking off to the side.
Her attention was gained by Aizawa-sensei calling her to the front. The other girls said goodbye and offered to teach her more about Japan's culture later. She happily agreed.
"Yes, Sensei?" she politely addressed the home teacher.
"This was just sent from Support," he gestured to something in a tightly packaged box. "It's supposed to help with your condition regarding your quirk. They said that they couldn't help much with the other problems, however. They aren't used to dealing with highly-advanced medical issues."
Kaiya opened the box curiously, revealing a simple-looking metal bracelet. On the inside, however, was a high-tech system that was perfect for helping her out with her… condition.
Something in her past had caused it, and she'd rather not speak much more about the subject.
"It delivers a sedative if it senses you becoming overly stressed, and it also monitors your heartbeat. It will also detect any changes to your bloodstream."
"Thank you, Sensei. I really appreciate this," the girl thanked, slipping the bracelet on her right wrist.
Aizawa-sensei merely smiled at her, before reminding the transfer to ask him if she needs anything or wants to talk privately.
After thanking him again, Kaiya left through the door to head to the bus. She didn't have a hero costume yet, or at least not one she could wear in this form.
By the time she made it out to where they would depart, most of the class was already lined up. Apparently, President Iida wanted everyone in order of their class number.
Sadly, Kaiya had no clue what her number was.
"Kaiya!" called a voice. It was Todoroki.
Everyone looked surprised that the usually silent loner reached out to help the transfer. Kaiya walked over to stand next to him.
"Since you sit next to me, I'd assume that your number is close to mine," he explained. That would make sense.
Turns out that the bus had seating that made the lining up system pointless. Good job, Iida.
Everyone was decked out in some weird clothing or another. Except for Midoriya, that is. He had on the P.E. uniform with a few added components.
"Ah!? Hi!? Asui!" Midoriya suddenly exclaimed. It seemed him and Asui were having some kind of conversation.
"Call me Tsuyu," Asui corrected. "Your quirk reminds me of All Might's."
The boy the speculation was directed at became, once again, a stuttering mess. Kaiya was starting to see a few patterns.
As some of the other passengers gave their own input, Midoriya was getting even more nervous. A bit suspicious, to be honest.
The conversation suddenly turned to what quirks would do well for pros and such. Flashy, strong, etc.
"If we're talking the double whammy of flashy and strong," Jirou added, "you can't not mention Todoroki and Bakugou!"
Kaiya looked over at her seatmate, Todoroki Shouto. A strong individual indeed.
The king of explosions merely "tched" at the compliment, which caused Tsuyu to say something that set Bakugou off.
"Bakugou's always fuming, so he won't be very popular."
"YOU (inappropriate word)! I'LL BE POPULAR TOO!"
This merely proved the frog-girl's speculation. There was a bunch of vocabularic confusion provided by Kaminari, issued to tease the explosion boy.
Kaiya giggled at the display. Despite the great number of cursing, it was still pretty funny to watch. Todoroki only looked away, shifting his gaze back out the window.
"We're almost there. Settle down already…" Aizawa-sensei said in his long drawl.
"Yes sir!" everyone exclaimed. Kaiya looked out the window next to Todoroki. Looking past the heterochromatic eyed boy gave her a view of what looked like an amusement park.
"Is this DisneyWorld?" she muttered to herself. Because she was so focussed in staring out the window, she didn't notice how Todoroki studied her from the corner of his eye.
None of her features really stood out, yet she was still the definition of simplistic beauty. He then noticed her eyes. They stood out more than anything, which surprised him that he didn't notice until now.
They were an aqua color on the edges, silver in the middle, and golden on the ridge of her pupils. At first glance, they simply looked like they were some mix of colors that formed a stormy grey, but looking closer revealed this.
Exotic, was all Todoroki could describe them as. Other words just didn't seem to fit the bill just right, at the moment at least.
To Be Continued.
There you have it! I hope you liked it, and feel free to ask me any questions or concerns. The next chapter… who knows when it will come out. Well, see you all later! Hope is out!