I need to apologize. I've made a HUGE mistake in chapter 0.5 and I've corrected it but indeed it leaves me bad taste because it caused a HUGE misunderstanding so the only thing I can do is fervently apologizing and try to not fuck it up like that again.
The lines where Tsukauchi asked Kamukura if he heard or knew a boy named Midoriya Izuku and he replied no and Tsukauchi declared his death?
THAT!
How? HOW? HOW DID I MADE SUCH MISTAKE?!
Well, I first wrote of U.A. finding evidence about Izuku and his involvement on the Kamukura project so they declared him death.
Then, I decided that I was an asshole that enjoyed the pain of other assholes (namely Bakugou) and others suffer from guilt and repent for their actions so I scrapped that idea.
Unfortunately, I didn't erase that part and gave misunderstandings. Damn you, past me.
Izuku is not dead (legally) but missing.
I apologize again and many times as I need to. This is a grave error from my part. I will try my best to not repeat this again.
It has been corrected.
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Some answers to some reviews (Will skip points that could reveal future plot of the fic.):
risedragon0009: Thanks for the ideas on the quirks for some of the dangan characters!
GirugameshPanda: Thank you very much! I hope you have a good day too!
SaintInfernalNeos: They are really smart, that board of directors!
About Harem, Yeah, I haven't even remotely written something like one on one fluff interactions and such. So it's like unexplored territory. I hope I nail it. One of the problems in writing a harem, according to the readers, is characterization.
Don't worry. I don't really intend to replace any boku no hero character with a dangan character. Just add for plot purposes.
Cuidate! :P
Karlos1234ify: You will see how Bakugou is now…in this chapter! About Inko, she is sad but there wasn't any funeral, as Izuru (Izuku) has been missing for only a year, so he is only…missing. Maybe my mistake made you misunderstand things. I'm sorry ;_;
Shadow of Life: Yes, if they haven't been such closed-minded, thinking that all that required to spread hope was talent, yes, Kamukura may have been turned out differently. Too bad.
I wouldn't really call All for One a bad father.[Spoiler]See how he treated Tomura. He literally sacrificed himself to free him from getting arrested by the heroes in the manga.[Spoiler] He is Just a manipulating bastard.
Why was Izuku mentioned? Read above and forgive me, please.
All Might thought that any villain with an X-Ray quirk and enough medicine knowledge could have an idea of what's going on inside his body and divulge his injury to other villains in prison.
All For One making more Izurus? That's…That's a really good Idea, Shadow of Life! If I see the opportunity to write this arc, I will give you credit! …huh and a cookie!
Fukawa, huh…let me think about it. I have a couple of scenarios about her on my head.
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Fun Fact: The one who's legally in charge of Izuru is no other than the principal of U.A., Nedzu!
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Chapter 1 "The Entrance Exam."
An Ash blond boy with sharp, red eyes and a Gakuran walked to U.A.'s Entrance door with a scowl on his face, intimidating every single applicant that walked up into his way.
He had a scarf wrapped around his neck, to protect himself from the cold breeze and winter in general. He hates winter as it made it harder to sweat, which means that it made it harder to send motherfuckers flying.
"Fucking cold…" He muttered.
Bakugou Katsuki. One of the many 15-year-old applicants to the Heroics entrance exam of U.A.
He took the paper with his assigned seat from the receptionist, who sweat drops at Bakugou's scowl and attitude, and searched for his assigned seat to wait for the instructions for the practical test. If his luck was good, it would be something about smashing shit on the floor.
Yeah, he could get behind that exam.
A smirk formed on his face when he found his assigned seat, then it went back to his usual scowl when he noticed the guy seated beside him.
He looked like a fucking copy of Sadako. Creepy as fuck, he might say.
The other boy seated beside him has a poker face and red eyes that were shaped in some kind of radar.
He wears a black suit with three white buttons, a black tie and a white dress shirt inside. He has long, wavy, messy green hair with…green highlights?
The memory of a certain small fry comes into his mind.
'Even I can be a hero…'
He shook those thoughts out of his head. That imbecile was as good as dead.
No one had found his sorry ass over a year, less are going to find him now. Knowing him, he probably tried to play hero and ended up with his ass handed and probably died. Good riddance, he guesses.
Though he really felt bad for his mother, who was a wreck for at least the first months. The lady couldn't stop crying or sobbing on the night and his family decided to help her emotionally…
Meaning that he was now the chaperone of Midoriya-san. He sometimes asked himself why he, Bakugou Katsuki, lord of the all mighty flying spaghetti monster, was putting up with her sobbing and crap.
Maybe…maybe One small, almost microscopic part of him thought that Deku may have disappeared or died because of his 'teasing'. But if that was true, then his dream of being a hero wouldn't be any more than that.
A fucking dream. If he couldn't take that then forget about becoming a hero. He wouldn't last even a day before dying on a confrontation with a villain.
So he stopped thinking about his involvement in Deku's disappearance but not being the chaperone of Miss Midoriya.
Her cooking is delicious…yeah, that's it.
Back on subject, Bakugou didn't recognize the school's uniform that he was wearing so he assessed that he was from another prefecture or something.
He seated beside him rather loudly but he didn't even acknowledged his presence and kept looking at the scenario under them.
What the fuck? Was the shit ignoring him?
Bakugou's eye twitched but decided to ignore his fucking existence in return. Just a freaking small fry on his path to becoming the best.
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Izuru was getting bored of waiting for Present Mic to hold the entrance Ceremony.
Izuru had asked Nedzu to render the Entrance exam, thought he was absolutely sure that he could pass it, but what he couldn't pass was being with another people.
Nedzu accepted nonchalantly, quickly signing the papers necessary for him to apply. He has the feeling that Nedzu already knew that he would present to the exam and had the papers beforehand.
He also had to render the theory test but he is absolutely sure that he aced it. So now it's only the practical test that he has to do to pass.
He felt slightly excited to measure the other applicants' quirks and to use his own.
He would also use this occasion to gauge the general level of humanity's quirks before entering U.A. and he would take mental notes of how they brandished their quirks.
It would be an interesting sight.
After a waiting for a while, A man wearing a black jacket with an upturned, studded collar and studded shoulders, black pants with studded belt, black boots, and black, fingerless gloves. Appeared.
His neck is enclosed in a large collar that resembles an old stereo player, complete with speakers, play buttons, and cassette tape.
He was tall with long, spiky blonde hair and a small mustache. He wears a pair of headphones with the word "HAGE" written on the headband, and a pair of sunglasses.
Izuru recognized the man as Present Mic, the teacher in charge of U.A.'s entrance exam and a Pro-hero.
"Welcome one and all to my live show!" He shouted, excited. "Everybody say heeeey!"
Absolute silence.
"I've got shivers down my spine too, listeners!" He pointed at them. "All right, examinees…I'm gonna give you the low-down on how this will go! ARE YOU READY?!"
Deathly silence.
Izuru looked at Present mic with an emotionless face. "He doesn't change…" he muttered.
The few times he met Present Mic in the past while being on U.A., he came out as a radio presenter wannabe. Maintaining a level of excitement and loudness regardless of the situation or event he happens to be in so he is accustomed at being given the cold shoulder.
However, he is a strong fighter, both in close quarter, which according to the principal, Nedzu, he learned the principles of CQC while being in the academy and at greater distances by using his quirk [Voice] increase the volume of his voice, giving him the ability to create loud high pitched sounds. Using the speaker on his neck, he can concentrate the sound and direct it as if it was a shockwave. The sound that he emits is strong enough to cause people's ears to bleed.
He is also afraid of bugs, as he found out a day while walking around the dorm's garden.
He was, fortunately, quick enough to switch to [Soundproof], a quirk that made a small barrier where soundwave couldn't enter and sound waves couldn't exit the barrier to protect himself.
Unfortunately, Aizawa wasn't quick enough to cover his ears and spent the rest of the day in the infirmary…
"Now, pay close attention, listeners! We'll be testing your mettle by running a ten-meter run practice at our replica city-district!" He explained the applicants. "You can take whatever you like! Everybody gather at the designated meeting area after the presentation, ya dig?"
After that, Present Mic explained the rules of the test to the applicants.
A number of 'villains' will be released over the battlefield and they'll appear in three different varieties, with point values scaled according to difficulty.
The applicants will use their quirks and skills to dispatch as many villains as they can, and the goal is to achieve enough points to pass.
Attacking other competitors on purpose and similar acts to obstruct their performance are forbidden. After all, this is a test to be a hero and behavior like that is the exact opposite.
After Mic explained the rules of the test, a tall boy with raised his hand. "Excuse me. May I ask a question?" He raised his voice.
He has black hair and wears rectangular half-rim glasses. His eyes are also somewhat rectangular, as is his jaw.
"On the handout, there are clearly four types of villains listed!" He shouted while pointing out the handprint that every applicant was given. "Such an error would be the height of embarrassment for a top-tier national academy of U.A.'s caliber!"
Izuru looked at the tall boy with a raised eyebrow. At first sight, he would have come as a stern, uptight and severe man but he could note that he was only too straightforward on his goals.
Indeed there were only three types of villains mentioned yet four types of villains displayed in the handout.
Being an error in the part of Mic would be highly unlikely. Taking account that this type of villain is worth zero points, it only leads that this isn't a villain that the applicants have to fight.
"Okay, thanks for the segue, much-appreciated examinee 7111!" Mic acknowledged. "The fourth type of villain as the handout says is worth zero points. Let's call them arena traps!"
Mic quoted Super Mario to give the applicants an idea of what role this type of villain would play in the exam.
Taking into account the game analogy, this fourth type of villain would be akin a boss that the applicants wouldn't be able to beat, so the logical, and the only option was to flee to avoid getting injured by that robot.
Or Gimmick, like Mic, dubbed him.
Several comments could be heard, like how this test was starting to resemble a video-game and a loud Apologize from the tall boy.
"Thank you very much! I apologize for being rude!" He bowed before sitting again on his chair.
"Well, that's enough from me!" Mic raised his voice. "I'll leave you with all with a presentation of the school presentation on the 'school precepts' of this academy of mine!"
"As a certain 'hero' by the name of Napoleon Bonaparte once said 'a true hero never stops overcoming the misfortune in life'!'"
"Now, let's move onto the main event!" He smiled at the applicants, waving his hands.
"PLUS ULTRA!"
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Izuru was standing in front of the city replica. He could hear how the applicants commented about how crazy and amazing U.A. was.
He remembers having eyed U.A's financials once while he was with Nedzu in the principal's office.
He hadn't seen so many zeroes, not even in those fiction books that he reads to entertain himself. But after thinking, it was only natural that the state gave so much money to nurture the guards of the future.
He also knows that the Department of Support can invent gadgets and sell them under U.A. seal of quality, the school taking a piece of what they sell.
There were also many sponsors that U.A. had and philanthropists that donated money to the school in exchange for fame and U.A.'s support.
Back to the exam…
He sees that many of the competitors had changed into their gym clothes that gave them more mobility and several of them were using gadgets that augmented the potency of their quirks.
He kept wearing his black suit, as he saw that it was meaningless for him to change clothes. They were not a hindrance to his overall performance and he was more comfortable with the suit rather than any other type of clothes.
As he looked around, he felt a presence approach him from behind.
"Excuse me." He recognized that voice. He turned to see the bespectacled glasses boy that questioned Present Mic before.
He was now using a blue suit with dark blue stripes. "Excuse me, my friend. I have noted that you haven't changed into your gear."
"…" Izuru stared at him for a few seconds. "This is my gear." He replied in a monotonous manner.
"But wouldn't fighting on a suit get in the way, fellow?" The bespectacled boy insisted.
Izuru was about to answer but he was interrupted by someone approaching them.
"Give a fucking break, dweeb." A rough voice shouted, startling the tall boy and catching Izuru's attention.
It was the ash-blonde boy that was seated beside him on the briefing. The one that looked like a delinquent.
'He acts like a delinquent so that makes him one, I guess…' Izuru stored this information on his head, analyzing the youth in front of him.
Using the term youth was misplaced here as, technically, he was older than him but…anyway.
He was glaring at them with a confident smirk on his face. "Does it really matter if the fucker wants to be all dressed up?"
"Such foul language!" The tall boy admonished the blonde. "A proper hero shouldn't use such language!"
"AH?!" The blonde retorted. "Does it matter?!" The both of them glared at the other with animosity.
As their bickering intensified, Izuru glanced at the other participants.
He noted a girl with shoulder-length brown hair and big round brown eyes, trying to concentrate while taping her hands.
A guy with a slim body and slightly long blonde hair, along with long eyelashes and bright eyes, giving him the appearance of a young prince, posing in strange poses.
"START!"
At that, Izuru jumped from his spot leaving a cloud of dust behind him.
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"Eh?" "Hah?!" The bespectacled boy, the blond boy, and the crowd muttered.
"Follow his example, listeners!" They heard Present Mic berate them. "There's no such thing as a countdown in a real battle!"
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"Run!" "RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!" "Oh, shit!" "Damn!"
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Izuru was standing at the top of a small building with his eyes closed.
"This is the right place." He muttered as he switched quirks.
From [Musculoskeletal Coiling], a quirk that enhances overall physical prowess to [Radar], a quirk that allows sending an electromagnetic radio wave away. The wave would bounce back once it hits a solid object, giving a rough physical description of the person or object, however, the accuracy would decrease the farthest the wave went and could be completely canceled by jamming devices and sound-type quirks.
He picked the signal of five robots onto the north. He switched back to [Musculoskeletal Coiling] and propelled himself on that way, jumping the rooftops of the buildings.
As he landed at the place where the signal bounced back, he spotted 2 easy villains, 2 medium villains, and a hard villain, their description matches the handout that it was given at the meeting.
2 small robots that were like spiders, 2 bigger robots that were humanoid and a robot even bigger that was like a turtle.
Izuru acted fast, jumping at the two small robots, kicking one of them away, effectively destroying it.
"Target lock on! Murd-" Before the other robot could finish, Izuru appeared in front of him and punched through the small robot, tearing him apart with a bored look on his face.
He looked at his side and dodged the tackle of the medium villain and jumped again to dodge the punch of the metallic robot.
As landed on top him, he tore it's head away, causing it to short-circuit, and kicked his head him towards the other medium robot coming to his way, causing a small explosion that destroyed the robot, at the same time he jumped away from the robot where he was standing to avoid getting hit by the explosion caused by the short-circuit.
He turned to the hard villain, who advanced ominously at his way. "This is all?" He muttered, tilting his head.
"Target lock on! Murder!" Was the robotically answer of the hard villain as he charged at Izuru.
He narrowed his eyes. "How boring." And jumped towards the hard villain bot with his fist readied.
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5 minutes had already passed.
Inside the control room, several teachers were watching the several screens that displayed some interesting applicants.
"A strict time limit and vast battleground, nothing quite like it to bring everyone's ardor into the open and uncover their skills!"
"The ability to grasp the situation quickly and accurately," The screen displayed a very tall man, with hair that swoops down in front of his face. He wears a mask that covers all his features below his eyes. He has 6 arms, which were displayed like wings. "Insight!"
"The ability to stick dynamic entry without ever being late to the party," The screen displayed the bespectacled boy from before, sliding smoothly on the floor. "Agility."
"The ability to face any obstacle with coolness and composure," The screen displayed a guy with slim body and slightly long blonde hair from before, firing a laser from his stomach with a confident smile on his face. "Judgment!"
"And of course," The screen displayed the Ash-blond boy from before, surrounded by scraps and debris, smoke emanating from his hands. "Sheer fighting prowess."
"We can gauge their respective levels of those foundational skills by the way of point system."
"Oh, my, we have been raked in a good bumper crop this year."
"We can't be sure of that. The thing to test their mettle…" The figure of the hand positioned over a button named Yaruki Switch, pulsating it. "Is this."
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Izuru was surrounded by scraps of metal, debris, and rubble. He looked around and used his senses and [Radar] to search but no sound or signal came up.
"With this, it should be all right." He muttered. He concluded that he was done, as he mowed down several robots of diverse difficulties while taking record of the score he possessed, this was enough to pass the test.
All of a sudden, a small tremor caught his attention. He looked at the direction where said tremor came from with slight interest.
"…Could this be?" The gimmick that Present Mic was talking about?
A stronger tremor happened and he heard a loud racket coming from far away. He activated [Radar] again and this time…
"Gimmick, huh?" He said. "This 'gimmick' is huge enough to decimate an entire city."
He decided to see that gimmick from up close. He switched to [Musculoskeletal Coiling] again and rushed to the place where the sound and reading where.
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A huge-sized green robot, even taller than buildings, advanced to the retreating figures of the applicants, who were yelling about who unfair and dangerous this was.
"Shit!" Bakugou exclaimed. "Fucking robot!"
"Stop!" the bespectacled boy, Iida shouted. "Get away from here!"
The both of them activated their quirks, [Explosion] and [Engine] to quickly get away from that. Iida because he couldn't battle such huge robot and Bakugou because defeating that robot didn't get him any points…no matter how much he wanted to fight it.
Unknown to them, Izuru was eyeing them from a building, with a poker face.
"No matter how you see it, they can't win against that giant robot…" Izuru muttered. "The past robots tested the foundations of heroism: Strength, Judgment, Agility and Insight." This robot, what did he test?
As he looked down, he noted something off about a pile rubble.
"What is…?" He switched to another of his quirks, [Zoom] to get a better view of a mountain of rubble.
He saw a girl had her right foot trapped under the rubble and couldn't get away from it. Her expression was pale and she looked on the verge of vomiting.
The robot was getting closer and closer to her position. The other participants already ran away from here, leaving the girl behind on purpose or not noting her presence at all.
The girl with shoulder-length brown hair and big round brown eyes from before.
"I see…" Izuru whispered, enlightened. "Hero's principle…" He switched back to [Musculoskeletal Coiling] and jumped off the roof.
It was such an obvious answer.
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Uraraka was doing just great. She defeated robots with ease, as just touching them and activating her quirk [Zero gravity] was enough to count as taking down. After a while, she secured enough points to pass the test (She wasn't so sure about her math), probably, and head to U.A., the #1 ranked High school for Heroics and the top hero Academy in the world.
And now…because of a bad move, she was stuck under the rubble while the threatening looking robot approached.
She was so concentrated on getting points to pass the exam that she forgot about the giant robot that was to be released on the verge of finishing the exam.
A horrible error of judgment.
It was just a matter of time until he crushed her under his mechanical foot.
But…the teachers wouldn't let him do that…right?
Right?
"Ugh…" She couldn't float the rubble to free herself, as she just reached the limit of her quirk. Her head was dizzy and she had nauseous the size of Mount Fuji. She was stuck here.
*THUD*
Oh, no…!
She looked up and saw the figure of the robot already looming over her.
And all of a sudden, something crashed into her and the robot, raising a cloud of dust. After the cloud of smoke cleared, it revealed…
"Ah!" She muttered in recognition.
In a world where there were humans, humanoid animals, and a mesh of both, she was accustomed to seeing diverse variety of people…
But the boy in front of her kinda stands out of all the others. Whether the others used gym clothes and comfortable substitutes, he used a black suit with black pants and shoes. His hair was also long, very long.
She almost mistook him for a girl…
The boy extended his arm in the direction of the robot and she heard him mutter…
"[Air Propulsion]."He said monotonously.
A big wave of air was shot from his extended hand, the impact sent the rubble that trapped her foot flying, freeing her and also sent her fly with it.
The gigantic robot took the shockwave of air head on but lost his footing and fell down, destroying any buildings that were under him.
A loud noise resounded at miles away from that scene, raising another big cloud of dust, smoke and rubble.
"TIMEEEE IS UUUUUUUUUUP!" Present mic's voice could be heard from the entire city replica.
Said voice marked the end of the entrance exam.
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Izuru was disappointed.
He thought that the robot would stand again, as the shockwave of air only pushed him down, not dealing damage enough to destroy it but apparently, he was programmed to shut down if he was on the floor.
That or he will have a serious talk with Nedzu and Power loader about equipment's quality.
"A…Ah…" He heard the sound of gaping behind him. A few meters apart from him, the brown-haired girl was looking at him with her mouth open.
He also noted that the competitors were approaching with widened eyes and amazed expressions. His red eyes scanned among the competitors the guys from before, the ash-blonde boy with a thunderstruck face and the bespectacled boy looking at him with realization.
"What's that guy?"
"He defeated that giant robot and he standing there like nothing happened!"
"His quirk seems to be enhancing but that was unusual…"
"But why? He didn't gain anything from that, apart from our surprise…"
He heard them mutter. So taking this robot down was something to be impressed with?
The bespectacled boy approached him with an inquiring look. "Did you find the hidden meaning of this test?" He asked, causing the others to whisper.
Izuru was silent for a while. "There was no hidden meaning in this." Izuru simply replied.
"W-What?"
"Didn't you want to be a hero?" Izuru asked back with his monotonous tone. "Doesn't a hero save people?" He answered, leaving the bespectacled boy in a shocking state.
"Okay, good work!" A short, elderly woman with gray hair congratulated the students reunited around Izuru. Her hair is styled into a bun that has a syringe looped through it.
She wears a doctor's lab coat, a dress with yellow and red vest-like designs on either side, two yellow buttons, and a pink belt. She wears pink boots and has a helmet on her head.
In addition, she walks with a cane designed like a syringe.
"Here, here…" He approached one of the boys. "Have some candy!" She passed bear gummies to the thankful boy.
"Who's she?"
"That mademoiselle is the vertebral column of U.A." The blonde boy explained.
"Ah, is Izuru-chan!" The elderly woman called Izuru, who turned to her.
"Good morning, Chiyo-san." He greeted politely while slightly bowing at her.
Shuuzenji Chiyo, hero name Recovery girl. The nurse of U.A. and a Pro-hero, though she retired of crime fighting to fully dedicate to her duties as a nurse. Izuru also came to discover that she is the only reason that kept U.A out of the courtrooms.
"Did anyone get hurt?" Recovery girl asked, carefully examining the applicants.
"Could you take a look at her leg of this girl?" Izuru asked her while pointing at Uraraka, who yelped. "Her ankle is injured."
Recovery girl approached her. "Let's see…hum, hum…." Then, she kissed Uraraka on the forehead, enveloping her in a green light.
"Uwah!" Uraraka admired as her ankle was slowly healing back. "It doesn't hurt anymore!"
"Of course." The blonde, prince like boy said. "Her quirk is recovery, which accelerates the rate of healing of the human body."
Indeed, as the shining boy said, her quirk [Recovery], allows her to amplify and speed up a person's healing process by extending her lips and kissing them. With this, some grave injuries requiring months to heal can be healed completely in a matter of seconds.
However, is not without its cost. It requires stamina from the receiver's part in order to work, leaving the said receiver very exhausted after the process is completed. It might also lead to their death if the amount of stamina they've are less than what is needed to heal their injuries.
Those type of quirks were extremely rare to find. They were one of a kind. Izuru had something similar like that, though.
"Mah mah…" She made a gesture with her hand. "Is nothing really!"
She turned to Izuru. "Let's go, Izuru-chan. It's time for your check-up." Izuru didn't reply and followed her trail, walking pass the Ash-blonde boy, who was looking at him with a weird glance.
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Bakugou arrived at where the robot fell as he heard that time's up.
The exam was over.
When he reached the place, he saw a girl with pudding face sitting on the floor, looking with awe at the…
That guy!
The Sadako rip-off that seated beside him on the hearing was standing there with a serious expression. His hand was extended to where the robot was lying, unmoving.
Was he the one who sent the robot to take shit?!
Other participants started to arrive, even that annoying glasses fuck, who was staring at the guy with an inquisitive look.
"Fellow, could it be…that you deciphered the hidden meaning of this test?!"
Hah?!
Hidden meaning? What the fuck do you mean?
The guy looked at four eyes with the same expression that he looked at the robot. "There was no hidden meaning." He replied with monotonous, almost robotically tone.
What the hell?! Does he believe he is terminator or som-
Wait.
"W-What?" Shitty four eyes asked, confused.
"Doesn't a hero saves people?"
Everyone was left silent. Shitty four eyes looked shocked, for some reason.
He was also shocked. But not because of that.
Bakugou's mouth was hanging open, thunderstruck.
That fucker's voice…is the same as Deku's!
"Okay, good work!" A short granny walked towards them, with an aura of a kind grandma. Giving candy and shit to the other shitrags.
"Ah, is Izuru-chan!" The elderly woman someone out. The guy turned back to face granny.
"Good morning, Chiyo-san." He greeted politely while slightly bowing at her.
"Did anyone get hurt?" Granny asked the guy, now known as Izuru.
"Could you take a look at her leg?" Izuru asked her while pointing at a brown girl with pudding face, who yelped.
Granny approached her. "Let's see…hum, hum…." Then, she kissed the girl on the forehead, enveloping her in a green light.
"Uwah!" Uraraka admired. "It doesn't hurt anymore!"
"Of course." The sparky entitled bitch said. "Her quirk is recovery, which accelerates the rate of healing of the human body."
"Mah mah…" She made a gesture with her hand. "Is nothing really!"
She turned to Izuru. "Let's go, Izuru-chan. It's time for your check-up." Izuru didn't reply and followed the granny, passing him without sparing a second look.
However, Bakugou head was trying to connect dots.
Both of them had the same hair color, both of them have the same voice and even have similar fucking names!
But.
While Deku was a spineless wimp who could never even dream of being here because of the fact that he was fucking quirkless.
However, this guy not only took on the robot and won, it seems that he spared minimum effort on it. There was also the fact that he had a quirk, a powerful one on top of that.
And his demeanor almost was the complete opposite of Deku.
While the green haired fuckmunch was a pussy and a wuss, this one looked like he actually had a pair of balls and he was fucking strong.
He could feel it.
He glared at Izuru, who again didn't recognize his presence. He couldn't help but be reminded of the quirkless shit every time he saw it.
Why?
He then remembered when he was about to talk to (read as threaten, interrogate) the long-haired bastard until Shitty four eyes reached him first, fuck.
Whatever, it's clear that the shitrag passed the test so he guesses he is going to meet him on the first day of school.
He had a lot of questions in his mind and he didn't like to feel stupid like this.
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A week has passed since the Entrance Exam.
Izuru was seating on the bed of his room, located far away from U.A.
He held a letter in his hand, with the seal brand of U.A. He told Nedzu that he could just tell him in his office but he insisted. Something about keeping standards equal for all newcomers, including him.
He ripped the envelope apart, a small dispositive dropping from the envelope. A light came out from said dispositive and…
"This is a projection!" A known face shouted while smiling at the camera. His factions could be considered a shootout to the American generic heroes of comic books.
"All Might?" Izuru questioned.
"Indeed it is I!" Funny how this was supposed to be a recording. Maybe it was a habit of him.
"I am now a teacher here at U.A., so we'll be seeing each other more often, young Kamukura!" He bolstered.
Mm. So he finally made his decision? He heard from Nedzu that he was offered a job at U.A. but he decided to think about it.
A hand appeared on the corner of the screen, doing a circulating movement.
"What, do I have to say it again?" All Might asked, confused. After coughing for a while, he smiled again.
"Kamukura, my boy, congratulations for passing the test!" He congratulated while clapping. "Though, I already knew that you'll pass, after all, you haven't been slacking with your training!"
After being recruited by U.A. , Izuru was given this room and a yard where he could practice on his own. They were also nice enough to give him a computer and regular books.
Getting accustomed to his body was hard at first, as he only knew the basic kinetically movements of a human being such as walking.
After getting to know his body, he started to examine his own body in the search of what quirks he possessed.
He also knew his limitations.
He could 'switch' from quirk to quirk, but never use two at the same time or combine them. Well, he could but the drawback of using too many quirks at the same time outweighed the pros of it.
It's just wasn't worth it under normal conditions.
The other one was that he couldn't turn off a quirk voluntarily. Let's say, if he switched to [Musculoskeletal recoiling], it would still be activated, even when he is dining or sleeping.
When he was passive, he used either a vision quirk such as [X-Ray Vision] or a mental quirk such as [Count], a quirk that helped you count things. Useless for him, who had a brain way to advanced but work but was nice, as he could pass without looking at people's bone structure.
Another factor in switching quirks is the time that it takes to switch from quirk to quirk. It wasn't really so slow but someone with a speed enchanting quirk or a teleporting quirk could take advantage of it and deal damage to Izuru.
After that, he focused himself on learning about now day society. Festivities, technology, finances.
He had a very good looking percent at the stock market. The money wouldn't be a problem to him, and he would avoid borrowing from Nedzu, as that would put him in debt to him.
"But is also good to see that you're becoming a proper hero, young Kamukura!" He said with a proud smile, fatherly smile…
He didn't really think that he did something outstanding. On comic books and literature, there always was the hero saving someone, whether be a damsel in distress, innocent villagers or his own arch-rival.
A hero could be described in many ways but the fact that they save people doesn't change. It was something generic. Something normal. A must that every hero should do.
"Now, presenting, the Score!" All Might shouted while pointing to a screen behind him.
In the projection, a screen was displayed with names and scores.
(A/N: I had this beautiful table written on word! then, I upload and poof! Everything disappeared. Sniff...)
VP = Villain Points, RP = Rescue points, TS = Total Score
Name _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ |VP | RP | TS |
1. Kamukura Izuru _ _ _ _ _ _|76 | 60 | 136 |
2. Bakugou Katsuki _ _ _ _ _ _|77 | 0 | 77 |
3. Kirishima Eijirou _ _ _ _ _ _ |39| 35 | 74 |
4. Uraraka Ochako _ _ _ _ _ _ | 28 | 45 | 73 |
5. Shiozaki Ibara _ _ _ _ _ _ _ | 36 | 32 | 68 |
6. Kendou Itsuka _ _ _ _ _ _ _| 25 | 40 | 65 |
7. Iida Tenya _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ | 52 | 9 | 61 |
8. Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu _ _ _ | 49 | 10 | 59 |
9. Tokoyami Fumikage _ _ _ _ | 47 | 10 | 57 |
10. Yosetsu Awase _ _ _ _ _ _ | 50 | 6 | 56 |
Rescue points?
So he was right.
"It's time for your adventure to begin, Kamukura, my boy!" He exclaimed with a wide smile while quoting Zelda.
Yes, he played that game.
After that, the dispositive turned off, leaving him in silence again.
So it was it? He was going to school, for the first time in his short life?
He stared off at the space for a while, then, after a few seconds, he stood up and walked towards the door.
"I guess is time to read those 'friendship' books that Cementoss forced on me…" He muttered.
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A happy go mouse-bear-dog or whatever was humming on his office.
"Hm~~" he was doing some paperwork and reading the files of the soon-to-be the new generation of heroes that will study at U.A.
"You seem in a good mood, principal." A skeletal figure entered the room, softly closing the door behind him. "Did something good happened?"
"You should already know!" The principal answered. "We're having a really good crop this year. It's been a while since there were so much potential reunited in one place!"
"Are you sure it isn't because of your pseudo-adoptive son sending away the zero robot?" All Might teased the mouse, who only smiled in return.
"It's also been a while since someone sends flying the gimmick like that." He nodded in response. "It also means that I'm gonna have another tense reunion with the sponsors about the budget…" Nedzu hung his head with his paws.
All Might sweat dropped at the antics of the principal.
"So how's the new uniform treating you?" Nedzu asked the new teacher of U.A., who was wearing a light brown suit with a blue tie.
"EXCELLENT!" All Might replied as he switched to his hero form.
"No transformation in the principal's office." Nedzu admonished. "I don't like the way the smoke smells."
"Sorry." All Might shrinks back to his true form, looking at the floor.
"How's been the investigation about the 'Kamukura Incident'?" Nedzu didn't dance around the subject as he continued doing paperwork.
All Might's eyes hardened and his demeanor turned serious. "We may have found a lead. Tsukauchi is working on that." He answered as he tossed an envelope to Nedzu.
Nedzu opened and started reading the foil. "Hm." Was his only response. "This bad?"
"I feel ashamed every time I see that." All Might frowned.
"You're not the only one." Nedzu said, coolly. "To think that there was such a threat like this growing hidden in the shadows…"
"The Villain alliance…" All Might muttered.
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On a dark room, a pale, skinny man. He has messy gray hair and red eyes. His lips are dry, cracked, and uneven as if he's been chewing on them. The skin around his eyes is very wrinkly, with multiple circles around it. He has one small scar on his right eye and another on the left side of his lip.
He is wearing black pants, a featureless black V-neck shirt that exposes his collarbones, and red hi-top sneakers with no socks.
His look was fixated on the monitor in front of him.
"What are we going to do, Sensei? The heroes may have sniffed us. They may know…" He said, both worried and unsettled.
"Nothing to fret about." The voice told the trembling figure. "With an operation like that, eventually, the heroes would come to know our existence."
"That was on my calculation, do not worry about it, Tomura." His voice was cool and composed. "But be sure that they won't make the first move."
"We Will. You will." He told the man, whose eyes widened.
"Me…? It's time…?" Tomura closed the distance with the monitor.
"Yes, Tomura. It's time to let the public know how imperfect their 'peace' is. How fragile and weak their lives are." Sensei encouraged Tomura.
"It's time for you to change the world order. It's time for you to…"
"Kill All Might, The Symbol of peace."
Muahahaha….this is all for the true first chapter.
Bakugou is still an asshole, Iida is still a straight-laced guy, Uraraka is still a bubbly girl, All Might still looks kick ass in a suit and Nedzu is still a weird mesh between a bear, a dog, and a mouse!
For now…
The villain Alliance starts to move and the formation of heroes begins!
About Pairings (If anyone is interested). I can see that there are some people interested in this being a harem so let me think until next chapter to decide what I am gonna do regarding this subject.
As always, if you find errors or inconsistencies, let me know. And your opinion is well-appreciated. No matter what kind.
Next Chapter: Izuru is going to read books! Look forward to it!
PD: Still mourning for Chiaki. (CHIIAAAAKIIIIIII! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
