My Hero Academia: Heroes are Made not Born Part One
Introduction:
On a World where 80% of the Populace has an ability or what was termed as a Quirk. Izuku Midoriya was born without a Quirk, so he decided that he did not need one to be a Hero. Not after having a dream that told him how he could become a Hero unlike any before. A Hero that used skill and techniques that are learned not given by some trick of fate.
The Past: Failures and Becoming a Hero
Awakening the next morning early Saturday. After the Assessment Test, Izuku carefully and quietly packed his bag. Yesterday he had failed the Test and was told politely that without a Quirk he just could not be a Hero. That he knew was untrue, the dream he had was more like a vision. He had seen in the dream an man without a Quirk had become a Hero unlike any have been and for Izuku it was going to be the same for him. Heading down to the Beach, he began to move the junk and debris off it. Lifting and heaving. Building up his muscles. He had only three hours and then he needed to arrive at the Dojo. After two and a half hours, he removed his Gi from his bag and put it on. Not caring if anyone saw him remove the dirty sweats and put on the white Gi Uniform. Lacing the white belt around him. He ran to the Dojo.
Three months later he was a Black Belt in Karate, beating the Instructor. Now it was time to find another Dojo that taught Judo. After intense study he became a Black Belt in Judo, again defeating the Instructor. Standing on the Balcony of his Mothers and Izuku's Apartment he flexed his arms. Cleaning the Beach had increased his Muscles and his self defense training had made him able to somewhat defend himself, but he knew he was still lacking. At most he could take on low level Quirk Muggers or Criminals, but he would have to have other skills and knowledge if he was to become a Hero. Knowing that he needed to think he headed for the Beach. Not there was anything else to do there, he had removed all of the Junk last weekend and now it was just as clean as it was in the past. Walking down the sand barefoot he grimaced. "I at a lose on what I can do." Izuku muttered as he gazed across the sands out to the sea.
"Excuse me young Man, I am trying to paint and you are blocking me." An old Woman said from the sidewalk several meters away. Izuku shrugged and moved away so the old woman could continue painting. "Thank you." She said as he moved over to see her painting. "Was it not nice that someone cleaned this place." She added as she brushed paint across the canvas. Izuku looked at the painting and winced. The old woman saw his expression and scowled. "Painting is not a Quirk you know, it is from within." She stated putting down the brush.
"I would not know about that, I cannot paint and I do not have a Quirk." Izuku related as he sat down on the sidewalk and exhaled. Closing his eyes, unsure what to do.
"Then why are you training so hard?" The Old Woman asked. "Master Nuro and Master Jinji state that you have been obsessed with training in both of their Dojo's and you beat them both." She said with a smile seeing him stare at her with shock. "Oh they are my sons so I find it interesting that someone who only just started learning from them beat them. So answer my question. Why are you training so hard?" She asked glaring at him. He shrugged.
"It was a stupid dream or vision I had after failing my Entrance Exam into UA. I saw someone that did not have any powers or Quirks become a real hero. So I thought I could do it." Izuku stated as he looked back at the sea. "I know I am lacking something, but I do not know what." He said with exasperation. The Old Woman laughed and shook her head.
"Stand up!" The Old Woman ordered him and she stood as well. Then walked over to the beach. "Come and let me see what skills you possess." She moved her hands to her sides and then brought them up in a classic fighting stance. Izuku laughed and shook his head.
"You cannot be serious, Maam. I have no intention of fighting an Old Woman." izuku stated and the Old Woman laughed as well. Then moved so fast that Izuku only saw a blur. She grabbed his shirt front and threw him several meters over her. A Fighting throw unlike any Judo move he had ever seen. Standing up, he stared at the old Woman in shock. Then shook his head. "So your Quirk is speed." The old Woman laughed.
"No. I am like you young man, I am Quirkless." She noticed his expression on what she had just done without a Quirk. "What do you think my sons learned Martial Arts from someone else? But I only taught them Karate and Judo. Not what I know, they do not possess the spirit to learn. Now let me see your skill." The Old Woman demanded. He nodded and within thirty seconds he was on his back. "Not bad, you do have spirit and some skill. But you need more to do what you want." She turned and rubbed her wrinkled chin. Then with reluctance she turned. "I will teach you. Though once you begin you cannot quit." She demanded and then laughed.
"Who are you?" Izuku asked as he looked at the old Woman. She smiled.
"Natsumaki Keeni, but from now on I am your Master. Now let us start right now." Keeni said and he began to learn a style of fighting that he suspected no one else alive knew but her. though she told him that the Monks of Shangri-La had perfected what she was teaching him decades ago and it is the ultimate fighting style.
Two Months more had passed and Izuku collapsed onto his bed with exhaustion. Natsumaki Keeni had basically beat the shit out of him for the past two months and now he was beginning to feel it. She threw him around like he was a novice and it was starting to annoy him. But he also knew that he was getting better and faster. It took her longer to toss him about. On the third month, she slouched and shook her head. "Damn! Izuku Midoriya you are too obsessed. You have learned what took me half my life to learn in such a short amount of time. Soon you will have the skills that you will need." Natsumaki said with aggravation and with pride.
"But I feel like something is still lacking, Master." Izuku said and Natsumaki knew the answer. She pulled out five metal spikes that were about the size of darts. With a flick of her wrist she sent one into a nearby soda can. Pinning it against a wooden post.
"This is the other skill you need, Izuku. But like the style I taught you, this must also be learned." Natsumaki stated and she handed him the Darts. Then taught him how to use other items that would help him become a Hero unlike any before. Smoke bombs, Flash bombs and the use of Bolos. Each skill Izuku mastered. One month later, she stood before him. Looking up at him. "Tonight will be your first test. You will go out and patrol the city. Use your skills that I taught you." She declared handing him a Hood and Black Pants and Shirt. A belt with pouches held three smoke bombs and three flash bombs. Sets of five spikes were sheathed on both wrists. A Bolo hung from his side and the ropes tucked securely in a pouch. Nodding he put on the hood.
Racing across the roof tops, Izuku bounded from one building to another. It felt glorious to be moving across the roofs, keeping to the shadows. Then he spotted a group of three thugs, cornering a Woman. They were demanding that she hand them her purse and each had a Minor Quirk. The Ladies Quirk was also minor and he knew that she needed help. Sliding down the side of the building, he rebounded off he wall and then bounced off another. Landing behind them. One of the three Thugs spun and started to laugh. "On the Ground, put your hands above your heads!" Izuku ordered them and the other two thugs gestured towards him and laughed loudly.
"Get a loud of this asshole." The Largest Thug boasted as his fingernails grew to long metal blades. "Leave little man before I gut you." The man stated and moved towards Izuku. Then slashed at him, Izuku caught the man's wrist and moved it upwards. Then kicked the man in the left knee, the man began to fall and with a spin. Izuku sent the man across the alley into a nearby wall. Before the other two could react, Izuku was upon them and within twenty seconds both were on the ground unconscious. Then with a nod, Izuku was climbing the wall of the building and was gone. The woman stared at her savior with shock. Returning to Natsumaki's building, he slouched and then told her about the encounter.
Night of the Owl:
"Sounds like you had a good night." Natsumaki said as Izuku shook his head. "What is wrong?" She asked.
"They were not afraid of me. In the vision or dream, criminals were afraid of the Hero. I need that to also be completely effective." Izuku stated and began to try to remember why the criminals were afraid of that hero. Standing at the window he noticed a Owl sitting on a perch. Then it swooped down and caught a flying bat. The Owl moved with such speed and grace it made Izuku's eyes widen. "That is it. I need to look primeval, a creature of the night that swoops down and cascades fear upon them." He said and Natsumaki nodded.
"I understand and I know someone that could make you what you need." Natsumaki said and then picked up her phone. Speaking in a language Izuku could not understand, she then smiled. "Have you thought of a name for this persona yet?" She asked and he shook his head. "I think Owlman would be appropriate." That made him smile. Though at first he was thinking Batman, but decided that Owlman was better. After all the Bat had become the Owl's prey just now. So being a night and shadow hunter was far better.
Two nights later, he stood in front of a Mirror and put on the Custom. It was black and had reinforced joints and padded knuckles with hard plastech enforcement. The whole custom was made of leather with plastech enforced chest and back panel. He could move easily and then he put on the mask. It had red lens that made his eyes look menacing and to top it all off he wore a cape that looked like the wings of an Owl. Turning Natsumaki gasped and stepped back. "Lords of heaven." She said with astonishment. "If I did not know it was you, I would think you are some type of demon." She said with awe.
"That is what I am going for." Izuku said in a harsh tone that made his voice sound just as menacing as the Uniform. Raising his hands, he stared at the metal like claws on the tips of his fingers. Natsumaki stepped closer. Pointing to the claws.
"Shatoshashi made those, it is titanium. To help you climb better." Ntasumaki told him. Nodding, Izuku now Owlman strode to the window. Opening it he jumped out, taking hold of his cape in both hands he looked like a bird of prey descending upon the nearby roof. Then he slipped away into the night.
An hour later Owlman found his first victim. A Mugger that used a knife to pull a unsuspecting man into a dark alley. Before the Mugger could stab the man, Owlman dropped down onto him. Slapping the knife away he hauled the Mugger towards the wall and slammed him against it. "Leave!" Owlman said to the man that stared at him with fear. Then Izuku turned his attention to the Mugger. "Tell your friends about me! Tell them that Owlman will take your souls!" Before he could say more the Mugger fainted. Turning towards the Man, who still stood there staring at him with shock and fear. Izuku stepped backwards and disappeared into the shadows. Then the man sprinted away.
A few minutes later the Police arrived. The Mugger was awake and he was babbling. "I am telling you, there is a creature out here!" The Mugger said his eyes glancing about in fear. Detective Tsukauchi pulled up and stepped out of his patrol car. He heard the Mugger and he scoffed.
"What type of creature?" Tsukauchi asked and the Mugger shook his head. Then another man stepped closer.
"He is telling the truth Sir. Whatever it was saved me from him.." The man said as he pointed towards the Mugger. Tsukauchi gave a soft chuckle and then asked what this supposed creature looked like. Both the Criminal and the Man described this Owlman as some type of demon monster that had glowing red eyes and the Mugger was convinced it was a Vampire. Then to Tsukauchi's dismay three more sightings of Owlman had been made. Getting into his car, Tsukauchi drove to the one person that could tell him what was going on. Parking his car, he entered the residents of Toshinori Yagi, otherwise known by few as Almight.
After telling Almight about this Owlman, Tsukauchi frowned. "Whoever this Owlman is he is effective. I have three other sightings just tonight and all of the Criminals that he caught and tied are stating it is some type of Demon from Hell." He told Toshinori and the skinny man smiled.
At home Izuku slipped into his room and removed his Uniform. Hiding it inside his mattress so that even by accident his mother would not be able to find it. Laying down he smiled, four different encounters and the Muggers and Criminals he had encountered were afraid of him. So much so that they actually panicked, one of them had run into a nearby dumpster, knocking himself unconscious. All in all Owlman was effective.
One week later, the sightings of Owlman was now well known by the Media and they were reporting on his activities. With a lightened heart and mind, Izuku went to tell Natsumaki about his most recent bout at night. But all he found was a note. "Take care Izuku, remember to practice and hone your skills. My job is done and now it is time for you to do yours. Natsumaki." He read it twice more and exhaled. Deciding to see if her sons knew where she went, only to find out that both were not brothers and they had no idea who Natsumaki was. When he went to ask Shatoshashi, the middle aged woman just smiled and shrugged her shoulders. Telling him if he needed repairs or replacement Uniforms to give her a call.
One day later, using his clawed fingers Izuku now Owlman slide down the wall of the building. A young girl, not really much older then him was brandishing a metal bar at Two Men. Both were laughing as she swung the bar back and forth. "Awe come on baby." One of the Men said as he ducked under the bar and smiled evilly. "Stop playing hard to get." The man Grabbed the bar and it melted in his touch. The other moved forward and the Girl pulled another Bar out of her chest and swung it at the other man. Izuku smirked, the girl had spirit. But no real skill. Landing silently behind the two men, he moved with stealth and no one saw him standing in the shadows.
"I do not think she wants to play with you!" Owlman said as he moved into the dim light of the Alley. "But if you want to play I am sure I can accommodate you!" Both men turned and their eyes widened.
"Holy! SHIT YOU ARE FUCKING REAL!" One of the men said with fear, stepping back and suddenly with a grunt slammed to the ground. The Girl had struck him with the Metal Bar across the head. The other did not know what to do, his buddy laid on the ground and before him was a demon. So he did the only rational thing, he ran away. With a small chuckle that sounded worse then what he intended. Because he noticed the girl held the bar threateningly at him.
Folding his wing cape around him, Izuku stepped back slightly. "Do not fear, I will not hurt or harm you. If you alright then I will be off." He said and the Girl dropped the bar and he got a good look at her. He knew why the two hoodlums were after her, she was gorgeous. He was thankful his special lenses did not let her see him staring at her. Before he made a fool of himself or that of Owlman, he moved back more into the shadows.
"No wait." The Girl said as she stepped closer. "Thank you." She said and he gave her a slight bow. Then with another step disappeared into the shadow and climbed up the wall. Mounting the roof and with a final wave to her left to finish his patrol.
The UA Class 1-A:
For Momo Yaoyorozu it took a lot for her to feel flustered or be at a lose for words. But as she described what had happened last night, she could not completely express herself. "Oh it sounds like Momo has the hots for a demon." Mina said teasingly as Eijiro and Toru chuckled at the small jest.
"If you saw him, you would be flustered too. He was fucking amazing. Both of the idiots that tried to do whatever to me, were scared to death of him and he did not even do anything." Momo stated and her three friends stopped smiling and laughing at her. Before she could say more, Mister Aizawa entered.
"Miss Yaoyorozu please go to the Principals Office." Shoto Aizawa ordered and she stood and bowed. Then headed for the Principals Office. Once inside the Office, she say Principal Nezu, Almight, Midnight and a man she suspected was a Police Officer. Since he had badge her suspicions were spot on.
"Miss Yaoyorozu, I am Police Detective Tsukauchi. I understand you were accosted last night by two men and Owlman made an appearance. Can you tell me about this Owlman?" Toshinori asked and Momo told him all about what had happened. The Detective was somewhat impressed as he scribbled on his notepad. The young girl had provided a great amount of detail.
"One question Miss Yaoyorozu. Did he use some type of Quirk during or after he was there?" Midnight asked and Momo shook her head.
"Not that I saw. Though he did not do much, but step out of the Shadows and scare the two idiots. I think they almost had an accident in their pants." Momo stated and smiled slightly. The Police informed her that the man she knocked out had shit himself. She knew it was not from her hitting the moron with the bar, he was so scared of Owlman that he shit himself. Principal Nezu leaned forward and picked up his teacup.
"Thank you Miss Yaoyorozu. You may return to class." The small rodent type Principal said and with a small bow, Momo left. Outside the office she leaned against the wall. She had not told the Heroes inside or the Detective that she found Owlman to be stimulating. She felt immediately attracted to him, no matter what he looked like under that mask. With a slight exhale she returned to class.
Inside the Office, Nezu turned to Almight. "Your thoughts on this?" Nezu asked and Almight smiled widely.
"I think whoever this Owlman is, I believe he is Quirkless." Almight stated and Midnight shook her head as did Tsukauchi.
"Not possible, from the other sightings he went up against a couple of really dangerous Quirk Users. One could turn his hands into blades. Been known to be quite good at hand to hand combat." Tsukauchi informed them as he thought about Rendiali Fask. Otherwise referred as "Razor hands". Fask had been beaten badly and was in the hospital with two broken arms and a dislocated shoulder.
"Consider this, Owlman is highly skilled in hand to hand fighting and so far none of the Witnesses or the Criminals ever reported him using any type of Quirk Don't ask me why I believe this, maybe I am wrong. It is just a feeling that he does not have a quirk. Maybe I am wrong" Almight said, then thought of an idea on how to prove it. "I think I know how to bring this Owlman into a trap." He said as he glanced towards Midnight. Then told them his idea. Both Toshinori and Midnight nodded.
"That could work, I had not thought about that. But Midnight is well known she might be recognized." Tsukauchi stated and Midnight smiled.
"I will wear a wig. I do have a blonde one that I once used when I went undercover as..." Midnight blushed and coughed lightly. "Let us just say it was to stop this maniac that was targeting business girls." She then smirked, thinking about the beating she did on the small perverse man that always attacked those women from behind, because he was a coward and could not attack them from the front.
"To test my theory I will ask Shoto Aizawa to be present as well. Now all we need is a couple of men to play the Criminals." Almight said and Tsukauchi volunteered and suggested that Aizawa could be the other thug. "Then tonight we spring the trap." With agreement by all, he went to his own office.
In class 1-A, Momo was having trouble concentrating. Her thoughts were on Owlman and how much she wanted to see him again. Shaking her head she grimaced. "What the fuck is wrong with me? I never been obsessed with a boy or man before." She thought to herself as she tried to focus on the lessons that Aizawa was writing on the blackboard. She knew that boys and even men stared at her. Though she never thought about even acknowledging their attention to her. It actually bothered her to think about their lustful gazes. Ever since she blossomed as her mother put it, last year. At least once a week or sometimes twice. Some boy or an older man would proposition her. Wanting her to go with them. She had even been asked to go to bed with a couple of them. To her they were worse then Minaro Mineta, he was a pervert. But he was a harmless pervert. Those two men last night were not harmless. Before Owlman arrived one of them in great detail told her what he wanted from her and it was her naked on her knees. She shuddered at what would have happened if he did not arrive when he did. She doubted that she had enough Limpets to make too many more defensive or offensive weapons. Eventually they would have worn her down and then she could have been raped. Her thoughts were disturbed when the Lunch Bell rang. With a grumble she stood and followed her friends to lunch. Hoping that soon she would not keep fantasizing and thinking about Owlman. Trying to convince herself that Owlman was probably a much older man and she was not into someone that was most likely twice her age. But her thoughts or hormones betrayed her, for she knew that he was not. She had not told the Detective or Teachers that she suspected that Owlman was more likely Owl-teenager. With a smile she sat and ate in silence. Pondering why she did not tell them. But knowing the answer.
To be continued