I do not own anything in this story except for Damon as he is from my own imagination. I have modeled Damon after myself.

A week later

It had been a week since the entrance exam and Damon was starting to get restless. He would have thought that UA would have gotten to him earlier but they hadn't or this was a sign he hadn't past or UA also was not letting him in based on his quirk.

Damon was out for a jog right now. The thought of his quirk preventing his access had come early this morning and he required something to take his mind of it or he might not have a place to stay. He was just rounding the corner and saw the mailman step back into his truck and pull away from his house. He picked up the pace and reached his house. On the front porch was a letter with the UA symbol on it. He quickly grabbed it and went inside. He sat down at the kitchen table and opened it. As he opened it, a small device fell out onto the table.

He sat there for a few minutes before the device activated and a small holographic screen appeared out of nowhere.

A tired looking man with a scarf around his neck appears on the screen. "Damon Kent, you passed the written portion with flying colors and scored 93 villain points. Normally you would have enough to be accepted. However not only did you gain villain points, but we also had another secret set of scorings. You gained a total of 15 rescue points. With these new points, you have gained a total of 108 total points. You will be in my homeroom and I expect you to be one of the best. You will submit a draft of your hero costume and tomorrow a truck will come so you can send your things ahead to your dorm room. You will be in Heights Alliance. You move onto campus in a week and classes start the next day. Make sure you are ready." Then the video shut off.

"Hm, well he doesn't seem to like me," Damon said to the empty house. "Oh well, not like this is a new thing."

Damon got up and walked into his room and began to carefully pack all the things he wanted to take.

One more week later

"So this is the day." Damon stood at the entrance to UA. "This day marks the beginning of my journey."

Damon walked through the gate and headed to Heights Alliance. When he got there he saw a single person standing in the middle walkway. He recognized him to be the man from the acceptance video.

He walked up to him. "Am I the first one here or are you standing here waiting for someone?"

"You're the first one here. We're going to take a tour when everyone gets here." The man didn't even bother looking at him.

Damon shrugged and walked to a tree to sit under and wait. He turned on his music to pass the time.

The next to show up was the blue-haired kid. Damon continued to sit until everyone had arrived.

He recognized several of the kids. There was an ash-blond that sparked a memory of a ruined hoodie, there was the girl that he had saved, Midoriya had made it, the girl who had been listening to one of his favorite bands, and last was the pink girl, whose name he hadn't caught.

He rose up from the tree and turned off his music. His presence was first regarded by a kid was two different hair colors. From the look in his eyes, Damon could tell that he had seen some shit. The next to spot him was the ash-blond.

"WHAT!!" He shouted glaring daggers at him. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"I'm here to become a hero obviously, dumbass."

Before anyone could react, the ash-blond launched himself at Damon and caused a large explosion to hit him. The force of the discharge drove Damon back a bit but otherwise didn't harm him. His clothes, on the other hand, was another story. His shirt and jacket were both blown to bits exhibiting his muscled build.

Damon sighed. "Seriously, I haven't done anything to you and you're already destroying my clothing." He looked a the blond. "Are you sure you are fit to be a hero?" Flames sprang to life at the tips of his horns. "'Cause I don't"

Before anything else could ensue, the teacher roared. "Bakugou, Damon, stop it immediately."

Not bothering to respond, Damon extinguished his flames and turned towards the teacher.

"Now, my name is Aizawa but you will call me Aizawa-sensei."

(Dorm explanation is the same)

"...Now, go to your rooms and unpack. The items that you sent ahead have been placed in your rooms." With that Aizawa, turned and left the building.

Everyone dispersed to his or her individual rooms. Damon walked into his room and saw all the things that he had sent ahead and he got to unpacking and arranging everything in their appropriate positions.

After a while, Damon finished setting up his room. He had numerous poster all over his wall of several different english rock bands that he had been able to listen to since he was 5. His bed was covered completely in crimson red and he had an electric bass and a fairly good sized speaker.

Damon looked around the room. "Well, I don't want to go out there." Deciding on what to do, Damon plugged in his bass, turned on his music and speaker, and played along songs that played, while also singing along.

He played along with songs from Three Days Grace, Sick Puppies, and Theory of A Deadman. Sure they were old pre-quirk era bands, but they were still good.

About 10 minutes later, Damon was sore from playing so much and put his things away. He opened the door to his room and saw a crowd gathered around his door. The most notable were Midoriya, the girl he saved, the rocker girl, Mina, and a girl with jet black hair in a ponytail.

"May I help y'all?" Damon spoke in a bored voice. They just stood there staring at him in a stupor. "If y'all have nothing to say then if I could get past that'd be nice."

Everyone left except for the purple-haired girl she stood up straight and looked at Damon. "I don't believe we've introduced ourselves." She held out her hand. "My name is Kyōka Jirō."

Damon gripped her hand for a handshake. "Damon Kent." He responded.

"I recognized some of the songs you were playing. I must say you are very talented. I can play some instruments but I couldn't play most of the songs you played."

"I always say that I'd rather play and master one instrument than play several and master none." Damon said as they walked to the commons.

"I can see the wisdom in your words, but I'd rather be a jack of all trades." Kyōka looked ahead.

Damon glances at her before shrugging. "To each his own. If you want to play every instrument in the world go for it and don't let anyone tell you you can't."

Three hours later

Damon stayed quiet in the common room as everyone was hanging out. Soon everyone started to trickle away to their rooms as it was getting close to lights out. Soon the only ones that were left were him and Bakugou. Not wanting to stay in the same room as him alone. Damon got to his feet and started to walk to his room. Before he could leave however Bakugou stopped him.

"Hey demon."

Damon turned around. "Yes?"

Bakugou walked up to him. "What are you doing here with that villain quirk?"

Damon glared at Bakugou. "Why are you so stupid. There is no such thing as a villain quirk. They're all just quirks. It all depend on how you use them. Like you could use your explosions to kill people and destroy buildings, that would make you a villain but your quirk is still just a quirk." Damon turned around and walked away from him.

The next day

Damon was the third to wake up. The first two were the two recommended students. Damon didn't care to make conversation with them and it seemed that they didn't either. They just sat around the table eating their breakfast in silence. Nice, blissfully silence.

Unfortunately, that silence was broken as the more energetic and loud students started to wake up. Damon met the gaze of the dual-haired teen with the same look of annoyance at the volume of some of their classmates. They both stayed quiet as they finished their breakfast and went to their separate rooms to get changed into their school uniforms.

After Damon got changed, he looked at his clock and saw that there was a couple minutes before class so he decided to head on over.

When he opened, he found Bakugou and the blue-haired boy arguing.

He ignored them and went to the back of the class and sat down. He tuned everyone out as he thought about how this first day would go.

Soon, he lost his train of thought so decided to focus on what was going on around the class.

"... who are you anyways?" Bakugou growled at the kid he was arguing with.

"My name is Tenya Iida from Soumei Middle School." Iida said karate chopping the air.

"Soumei? So your a fucking elite. I'll enjoy blowing you to bits." Bakugou's tone was harsh as he declared his threat.

Iida stepped back in shock. "Blow me to bits? Are you sure you're meant to be a hero." There was movement at the door, indicating that someone had entered. That someone turned out to be Midoriya.

Before anyone could say anything, Aizawa walked in… or crawled in like a bright yellow inch-worm. "If your here to be social get out and pack up."

At that everyone sat down and quieted. "It took you 50 seconds to get quiet. That's valuable time taken away from you learning." He pulled a gym uniform from his sleeping bag. "Put these on and meet me out on the training field."

Damon was the first to get to the field. It took some time for everyone to trickle into the field.

"It took you 15 minutes to get out here. That will have to improve." Aizawa stares at the mass of students. Damon saw anger in his eyes as their gazes met. "Today, we will be doing a quirk assessment test. And before anyone says anything, we will not go to orientation as it is a waste of time and here at U.A. the teacher are allowed to teach their classes anyway they like." Aizawa looked at his clipboard. "Damon, you scored the highest in the entrance exam. What was your furthest throw in middle school."

"Uh, around 76 meters, I believe."

"Come and use your quirk to throw this" Aizawa held out a ball. "I don't care what you do as long as you stay in the circle."

Damon grabbed the ball and walked in the circle. He looked at the ball for a minute before his arms and head burst into flames. From flames covered the ball as he brought his arm back and threw the ball as hard as he could. As the ball soared away, Damon brought both his hands back bent at the elbows and shot them forward. A big stream of fire shot his chest and a smaller one that wrapped around the big one from the tips of his horns. After a few seconds Damon stopped the stream and looked at Aizawa.

Aizawa showed the screen of the device in his hands and it showed 1.3 km.

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The first person to speak was Mina. "We can use our quirks? Awesome."

Aizawa glared at the student. "You think this is fun. Well, how about this. The person who is last in these tests will be expelled."

The whole crowd gasp. "But that's not fair." Said the round faced girl.

Damon snorted. "Welcome to the real world. Stupidity begins when one expects life to be fair and perfect." He looked at her. "Don't be stupid."

The first test was a 50-meter dash. Damon notes that some of the students didn't have quirks they could use to enhance their speed while others did. When it was Damon's turn, he did the combustion jump again but this time angled his feet and hands to launch him horizontally. He passed the meter in a perfect three seconds.

Damon didn't get first in the other test. The sand jump, he cleared the box but so did several others. After the tests, they all gathered around Aizawa.

"I'm not going to bother reading this out so I'll just show you." Aizawa turned on a holographic screen.

Damon found that he had made second behind Momo Yaoyorozu. He look to see who made last and saw it was Midoriya. "Well, I guess all that training with All Might didn't do him any good."

"One and by the way, I lied about the expulsion. It was a logical lie to get you to do your best." Aizawa gave a smile that said he didn't smile too often.

"Well of course it was. I guess I should have said something." Momo, he assumed, said nonchalantly.

"Change back into your school uniform. The syllabus is in the classroom. You are free for the rest of the day."

Once again, Damon was the first to get out of the locker room and into the classroom.

He glanced out the window for moment but force to do a double take as he saw a familiar figure caught his eye. This figure was wearing a tight tank top and a pair of jeans, his skin was a scarlet red and he had horns coming out of his forehead.

Damon stood there staring out the window at the figure. Someone he didn't think he would ever see again. One that he had not seen in months. The figure gave a small wave and walked away. Damon was surprised to see him again after so many years. He then register someone's presence next to him. He looked over and saw Jirō standing there looking at the retreating figure.

"Who was that. You seemed to know them." She glanced at Damon.

Damon said nothing for a few minutes before he replied. "The was my father."

"Are you going to meet him."

"No, he skipped out on me last year. He's no longer part of my family. Well, that and other reasons I hope you don't have to find out."