To those of you who know me, I ask that you do not judge me... for I have went and started yet another story! This one, as you may know, is a My Hero Academia story, featuring my OC, Rena Trobe! And yes, this will follow the storyline, so she will definitely be meeting with the many characters of the show/manga!
Now then, a bit of a spoilers here: in this chapter, there are characters that some of you may be familiar with. Very familiar with. However, don't mistake this as a crossover just because of those characters, for there won't be any Krawls or digging up minerals or fossils, or talks of the master and previous masters. This is 100% pure My Hero Academia story, with an OC insert who is related to those characters that I spoke of.
To those of you who have absolutely no idea what I speak of... You will have to wait next chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia! I do, however, own my OC!
There are two types of people in this world: they are people with Quirks and people without them, otherwise known as Quirkless. After an incident that happened many years ago, majority of the world's population have Quirks, or a superpower of sort. And those without Quirks... are looked down upon, sometimes seen as bugs.
One girl was one of the many fortunates to be born with a Quirk. However, her life is not what you'd expect from someone like her.
"Did you hear? That guy's at it again."
"That police officer? When is he ever going to learn?"
This girl was a middle schooler with long, scarlet red hair and ocean blue eyes. She wore her middle school winter uniform and long black gloves. She was in a cafe, enjoying herself with some tea and cake, when she heard two guys talking behind her. She glanced and saw two high schoolers sitting two tables away from where she was. From their uniforms, she could tell they were high schoolers of Shiketsu High.
"I know. That guy doesn't even deserve to be an officer. He's Quirkless! He should be leaving hero stuff to his superiors!" exclaimed the boy who started the conversation.
"You know what I think?" his friend asked.
"Villains are too soft on him?"
"That, and the heroine he's always with, Reconra, is always saving his hide when the going gets tough. Someone should visit the guy and teach him a lesson."
"Ooh. I like the sound of that~"
'I don't,' the middle schooler thought.
The officer they spoke of was her father, and the heroine they also spoke of would be her mother. Despite her father being Quirkless, he did everything in his power to train himself and prove the world that even Quirkless can be heroes. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, Reconra was the only person who acknowledged his efforts. And whenever Reconra gave him a chance to show off, all his hard work and the positive results, to her frustration, went to her, while the bad results went to him. It didn't matter how many times she told the public the truth behind their operations together; they don't believe a Quirkless is cut out for hero work, and they never will.
Despite this hard truth, the Quirkless officer didn't mind; he didn't mind his wife taking all the glory, so long as they saved the people that needed saving and apprehended the villains. He just waved off the negative comments towards him with a smile, and kept trying to prove himself and his kind to the world. In the eyes of many, he was nothing but a fool and a hinderance. But to Reconra and their daughter? That man, who was willing to continuously risk his life for many others, was a true hero.
It was for this very reason, the girl was going to teach those boys a lesson. Her mother wouldn't, upon her father's request to not fight on his behalf, especially if it was going to risk her hero reputation. Their daughter? She was a middle schooler, often told by her parents to be good in school. Outside of school? So long as she still abide to the laws, she was free to do as she wish, including teaching bullies a lesson.
The girl followed her seniors into an alleyway, one which was a shortcut that let to the police station. She hid behind some trash bins and peeked past them, seeing the high schoolers hide in the shadows, keeping their eyes on the station, waiting for their target to come out. She spotted a crowbar nearby and quietly picked it up, approaching the oblivious teens.
"Okay. When that Quirkless comes out, I'll use my Limb Separation Quirk to drag him over here unseen. Then you use your Spring Quirk to land some fast and heavy punches on him," high schooler 1 said. "This should be easy, especially since it's easy to point him out with his orange hair."
"I'm so gonna enjoy this," high schooler 2 said, cracking his knuckles. "I'll give him a beating he'll never forget. Heck I'll even reform his face!"
It was then the middle schooler swung her crowbar at the latter, right in the head. Sadly, instead of knocking him out, as she hoped, the guy's head was removed, rather extended, from his body. Where his neck was, there was a spring instead, no doubt symbolizing his activated Quirk, and snapped the head back in place.
"Who did that?!" high schooler 1 demanded.
"I did! Got a problem?!" she challenged.
"You must have a death wish, kid. Don't you know who we are?"
"We're students of Shiketsu High School! In other words, we're heroes-to-be!" the second high schooler answered, rubbing the spot the girl hit. "We may not have our hero license yet, but that doesn't mean we can't use our Quirk to give lessons to our underclassmen."
"Then it's a good thing I'm not going to your school when I graduate," the middle schooler retorted. "Still, to use your Quirk on someone who isn't a villain, or at all outside of school, you're no heroes! I thought upperclassmen like you two would know you're not allowed to use your Quirks in public, unless you're a hero or a villain! Sounds to me like you guys are going to the villain route instead!"
Those words only served to anger the pair.
"Those better be your last words, brat!" the first Shiketsu student said, as his arms actually separated themselves from his body, hovering in mid air.
"It's too late for sorries!" the second Shiketsu student exclaimed, forming fists as his arms changed into springs.
"My line to you fools," the middle schooler said, tightening her grip on the crowbar.
The springer shot a punch at her, as she leaned to the side to avoid the hit. However, his friend followed it up with throwing some punches of his own, both firsts homing in on her. The younger teen did everything she could to avoid the fists, as well as deflecting the punches the springer was sending her.
"Hah! What's wrong, kid? Not gonna use your Quirk?" Shiketsu student 1 mocked.
"Bet she can't! Bet it's a useless Quirk! Better yet, she's a Quirkless just like that police officer!" Shiketsu student 2 exclaimed. "Don't you know, Quirkless Girl? This world is better off without you roaches! When we become heroes, we'll be sure to make you insects see that! Starting with that 'Fallen' Police Officer!"
That one mention of her father, as well as their opinions on Quirkless, and the middle schooler felt something in her snap.
"Rallen," she spoke, getting their attention.
"Huh? What was that?"
"That police officer's name... is Rallen Trobe!" she shouted, knocking one of Shiketsu student 1's arms away.
Unlike his pal, the limb separator was in real pain from that hit, as he attacked his arms back to his body, holding his injured arm. As for the sprincer, as he threw another springy punch at Rena, the girl avoided the hit and grabbed his wrist, letting herself get dragged over to him. In the process, she landed a hard headbutt on Shiketsu 2, sending it flying away. As it returned to his body, via his springy neck, Rena brought up her crowbar. Through the force of the return alone, his head hit the crowbar and was knocked out.
Seeing his friend defeated like so slightly frightened Shiketsu 1. "Do you have some sort of death wish?! We're right by the police station! You're asking to be arrested!"
"It's not my fault his head came flying into this crowbar. I only held it up in self-defense," the middle schooler retorted.
Just then, a short was heard from out in the open. "Hey! What's going on over there?!"
The two conscious teens turned and saw a few officers rushing towards them. One had the head of a ginger tabby cat, one seemed like a normal, average officer, and one had orange hair and red eyes.
Seeing this as a chance to save himself from the police and the girl, the Shiketsu student said, "Oh, officers! Thank goodness you're here! This girl came and attacked me and my friend for no reason! She even used her Quirk on us, and she doesn't have a hero license to freely use her Quirk!"
Hearing that surprised the officers, especially the one with orange hair, as they turned to the middle schooler.
"Is this true?" the red-head asked.
"You tell me after hearing this," the middle schooler calmly said, rolling up her sleeves and removing her gloves. To the high schooler's shock, in place of flesh and skin of arms, the middle schooler's arms were mechanical. What came even more as a shock... was when she pressed a button on her left arm.
"'Okay. When that Quirkless comes out, I'll use my Limb Separation Quirk to drag him over here unseen. Then you use your Spring Quirk to land some fast and heavy punches on him. This should be easy, especially since it's easy to point him out with his orange hair.'"
"'I'm so gonna enjoy this. I'll give him a beating he'll never forget. Heck I'll even reform his face!'"
The girl stopped the recording there and pulled up a holographic video. The officers watched and saw that the video was one of the three teens fighting. Of what they can see, however, the two high schoolers were the ones attacking her, while the younger teen was only, purely defending herself. Not once had she actually lifted even a finger to harm them as they did to her.
"Lying to police officers, attacking an underclassman, with active Quirks no less, even planning on attacking a police officer... I'm pretty sure those are serious offenses," the middle schooler said.
The conscious Shiketsu student was baffled at the turnaround. There he was, trying to save at least his own butt, but that girl? Not only did she foil the plan, she had evidence of what they did and planned to do. That video, especially, ruined everything for them.
Two of the three officers approached him.
"You're in trouble, big time, kid!" the cat-head officer scolded.
"W-What about her?! She hacked into the cameras here!" the high schooler exclaimed.
"We know. Hence why her parents are going to handle her. Isn't that right, Rallen" the other officer asked the red-head male.
"Yeah, I know," Rallen sighed, as this was not the first time this happened.
The revelation of the two's relationship puzzled the male teen even further. "You're family?! I got myself beat by a Quickless brat?! That's not possible!"
"Wake up! It literally happened!" the middle schooler shouted, having enough of her 'senior's childish antics. "You got yourself beaten by an underclassman without the use of a Quirk! You want to blame someone? You only have yourself to blame here. Also, who said I was Quirkless? Just because my dad is one doesn't mean that I am!"
Today must be a day of shock for the Shiketsu student, or soon-to-be former student. It was one thing to be told he was outsmarted by someone younger than him, and another by a Quirkless, but by someone who did not at all use her Quirk?! That was adding insult to injury.
"Okay, let's not make things any worse than it is," Rallen told the pair.
"It's not my fault he's getting himself out of the hero course for doing something stupid," his daughter said.
Waving that statement off, Rallen simply led her away from the scene.
Once they got home, as it turns out, Reconra received a call from Rallen's police friends and met the pair at their house.
"Rena Trobe! What in the world were you thinking?! Quirk or no Quirk, bad enough you got into a fight, but you also hacked into my cameras?! Even if it is for a good cause, do you have any idea of the law you broke upon doing this?!" the Pro Hero scolded.
Reconra was a young woman with long, bright pink hair and ocean blue eyes. She had on a white vest, blue dress, black leggings, and silver boots. She also had on fingerless gloves, with a scanner on the back of her right glove, and a blue hairband.
The trio were in the living room, where the Pro Hero was scolding their daughter for her reckless actions.
"Now, now, Jeena. Let's all calm down for a moment," Rallen told his wife, calling her by her real name.
"Do not tell me to calm down, Rallen! I am acting as any mother would for her child and a hero to a civilian!"
"And I understand that, but look at the bright side! She showed those bullies that people can fight without Quirks. Plus, all she did was self-defense. And technically, since you were the one who created the cameras and her arms, all under the same system, I don't think that can be considered as hacking."
Reconra's Quirk was called System. Basically speaking, she was a technopath; she can create machinery and bend them to her will, so long as she was familiar with their data. She can also easily hack into the systems of any computers through her Quirk. It was also because of her Quirk she was able to invent the many technology known to man today, especially Rena's arms, which led her to being one of the Top Five Pro Heroes in the world, as well as being the head of her own tech company, Trobe Corp. The downside to this Quirk, as Rallen said, was that her machinery and inventions are connected through a single system. Not only that, but as Rena's arms were her invention, the owner of said arms was well adept with those very limbs, knowing all the ins and outs of them, especially since her Quirk is quite similar to Jeena's.
"True as it may be, I don't recall giving permission to access through my systems," Jeena reasoned. "It's one thing to contact me, but Rena practically hacked into the cameras to record the fight."
"It's not really hacking if I didn't have to go past any firewalls or use some secret code to take control of your cameras, mom," Rena calmly retorted.
"Don't run that smart mouth with me, young lady!"
"Why are you getting mad at me?! It's not my fault my arms are so easily connected to your systems in the first place! I didn't ask for these arms, remember?!"
"She's not wrong there," Rallen spoke.
Unfortunately, he was better off saying nothing at the moment.
"Stay out of this!" both females shouted, causing the poor Quirkless to flinch and hold his hands up in surrender.
"I don't get it! I thought you'd be happy for what I did!" Rena said to her mother. "I did the one thing you've been trying to do for dad and stood up for him! Heck, I even proved that Quirks aren't everything to being a hero! Why am I being treated like a villain?!"
"I'm not treating you like a villain," Jeena corrected, as calmly as she could.
"Sure doesn't feel that way." Rena got up from her spot on the couch. "I'm going to my room. Don't bother calling me down for dinner." Without another word, she left to her chambers.
The second she left, Jeena, tired of the argument and a long day at work, sat on the couch, running her hands through her hair in exhaustion. Rallen sat next to her and comforted his wife.
"Hey. She just doesn't understand you're only looking out for her," he said.
"Am I?" Jeena questioned. "This isn't the first time we've had this argument, Rallen. Every time she gets herself involved in fights with people who ridiculed you, we always get into these sort of arguments. I know she did it for you, but I can't help but feel like one of these days, someone will hack into my system under her name and take over my company, especially the machinery I've built. If that happens-"
"If that happens, would you be more worried about your company or your daughter?" Rallen interrupted.
"My daughter, of course! The only reason why her arms have more easy access to my systems is not just so I can give my continuous support when she becomes a hero or to help her with her Quirk, but so I can be notified of her safety. I know you have your friends at work looking out for you, but Rena? She doesn't have any friends. She's just a kid, not even a high school student, and yet she gets herself involved with the very people who target you just for their entertainment. Do you even remember how she lost her arms? I can never bear to imagine what would happen if-"
"It won't," Rallen interrupted once more. "It will never happen. Besides, Rena's a smart girl, and she has an amazing Quirk from her mother. She knows her fights, and she's very analytical, just like you. Heck, she got out of plenty of fights without even a single scratch on her!"
"But how can you be so sure she'll still be okay?"
"Because I'm her believable father, while you're her worrywart of a mother."
Jeena couldn't help but let out a small smile at the response. "I would hit you if it wasn't for how true that statement was."
Rallen simply smiled back.
Meanwhile, in Rena's room, the young teen was venting out her anger at a desktop punching bag.
"Stupid mom! Stupid high schoolers! Stupid idiots of heroes!" she uttered out with each punch.
A whimper was heard, causing Rena to cease her frustration for a moment. She turned and saw a red lion-dog creature with blue markings on its body on her bed. Judging by the way it was rubbing its eyes, Rena knew she accidentally woke the small creature from its nap.
"Sorry about that, Komainu," she apologized, taking a seat on her bed right beside it.
Believe it or not, Komainu was a creature she created from her Quirk. Rena's Quirk, Data Creation, is quite similar to her mother's, only more advanced in a way. Instead of creating machines using a sort of system, she was able to bring her own creations to life using data, like pulling out a solid-vision hologram from the screen. Just a drawing of her masterpieces wasn't enough; she also had to give detailed information of them, or blueprints as she calls them. Once the blueprint was complete, whatever she makes, if it was deemed applicable enough, comes to life.
She started it off with weapons, as it was easier to create with her Quirk. Come middle school, Rena tried to expand the limit of her Quirk by creating a life. It was not like resurrection or making a robot, as it was more similar to creating an avatar from a video game. The only difference is, instead of creating an avatar from optional parts set out for her, Rena had to make her 'avatars' manually, while at the same time still trying to base them off of something real, but not human. After all, it wasn't like she could just create a clone of someone else and have them do things the original person wouldn't do; she didn't know if she could do that yet and would rather not try and get in trouble for it, nor cause some additional trouble for herself in having to explain to the data clone that they are not real. She had watched plenty of shows that displayed a character finding out they were not who they thought to be to decide to not create anything human. Plus, she didn't want to delete them, if such a thing were to happen, as she knew the second her makings come to life, they actually have a life; Rena was not someone cruel enough to just take it away, no matter what the reason.
Regardless, after almost two years of many trial and errors, Komainu was finally born. A life, born through her Quirk, and the very first friend she made, both figuratively and literally.
As she held Komainu in her arms, Rena flopped down on her bed. "Why doesn't mom understand?" she asked out loud. "She knows how bad dad was treated by almost everyone else, heck she tried many times to help him be recognized for his efforts... And yet, she treats me like I'm one of those guys who pick on him. I just want to help prove that having Quirks doesn't mean you're always better." She lifted Komainu up, staring up at her animal friend who looked back down at her. "What do you think? Should I just give up? Maybe I should just work in my mom's company as a regular employee rather than be a hero for the Quirkless."
Whether it didn't like the suggestion or how upset its creator was, she didn't know, but Komainu jumped out of her grip and nudged her face, as well as gave her some licks like a dog would.
"Wha-?! Komainu, stop it~!" Rena said with a small laugh, trying to push the little guy away from her.
This wasn't the first time she was cheered up like this. Every time Rena was upset, her friends would find a way to cheer her up, and they always work.
A knock was heard out her closed door.
"Rena? It's me," came Jeena's voice.
As much as the teen didn't want to talk to her mother, she knew Komainu would find ways to get her to speak with the Pro Hero.
"Come in," she called with little enthusiasm.
Jeena opened the door and walked in, taking a seat on a chair.
"Rena, I'm sorry about back there," she began. "I never meant to make you feel that way. I was just worried about you. Every time you go against people who even talk bad about your father, you never use your Quirk against them. Happy as I am as your mother that you don't use your power so recklessly in public, it also worries me. For every fight you get yourself involved in, I can't help but think something bad will happen to you one of these days. In fact, it's because of that habit your arms..." Jeena trailed off, not wanting to go further than that.
She didn't need to; Rena understood her worries. She remembered how she lost her arms and the sleepless nights her mother had gone through to make her replacement arms, as well as modifying them to work well for her Quirk. If she could be honest, the memory of that very scene still haunted her to this day.
"The point is, I was only harsh because I'm always worried about you. Both you and your father," Jeena continued. "I just don't want anything to happen to the two most important people in my life."
Hearing and understanding her mother, Rena cracked a grin. "I understand, mom. And sorry... for using your cameras without permission. And for walking out like I did," she apologized back.
"Apology accepted," Jeena said.
As soon as she accepted the apology, a certain animal in the room didn't feel that 'sorry' was enough for both sides and headbutted Rena closer to her mother. The two females caught on to what the little guy was thinking, with the owner playfully pushing it away. Despite that, the two ended things with a hug.
"So... are we good now?" Rena asked her mother.
"Not exactly," Jeena answered, to her daughter's confusion. "As your mother, I may have forgiven you. But as Reconra, you still committed a crime in hacking into my cameras."
"Again, it's still not hacking!"
"Regardless, I cannot let this go unpunished. For one month, after school, I expect to see you in my office and help me look over new and current projects, as well as assist me in fixing up any glitches in my systems. I may be able to create them, but even my systems are not always perfect."
Rena looked up at her mother in shock. "A month?! A week or two I understand, but a month?!"
"This is not the first time I pardoned you for using my machinery or systems without permission after all. Or did you think I never noticed?"
The teen grimaced at that fact, actually thinking and hoping that the several times she snuck through the systems, her mother never noticed them. Then again, since they came from her, Jeena would always be the first to know of any disturbance within them. To her, it was like feeling a pinch when such a thing happened.
"Be glad I'm not forbidding you from going to UA's entrance exam. I know how much you want to attend to their school when you graduate middle school," Jeena added.
"I suppose that is true..." Rena agreed.
Her mother nodded, happy the teen saw it her way. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I do believe it is my turn to make dinner for the night." With that, she broke the hug and made her leave.
As the Pro Hero calked out those doors, Rena flopped back down on bed again. "Sometimes, Komainu, I wish she wasn't my mother," she said to her friend.
"Nyaooh."