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Chapter 3: Unleash the Beast

I woke up without a trip to the Dark Place. Thank God, I really didn't want to go back to that creepy place. It was a day off from school, so I decided to sleep in for a bit. The clock said 10:15 a.m. so yeah a little late, but after everything that's happened in my short time in both worlds, I think I earned a small reprieve.

I stretched my limbs out for a while and scratched my jet black hair. Afterwards, I got out of bed. I went to take a shower and after I dried myself off, I saw the surgery scars on my chest from the Villain attack. I don't even know what happened to me then, but every time I touched them, they hurt. Like Daisuke's phantom pains were inside my mind. Even though it was my mind in Daisuke's body. I put it off and got dressed in a black T-shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of socks and walked downstairs.

I went into the kitchen and didn't find anyone there, not even Hiroshi. Where did everybody go? I noticed there was a note on the dining table with a plastic wrapped bowl with scrambled eggs, sausage bits and hash browns mixed in. It also had a plastic fork on top of it. I took the bowl and read the note.

Daisuke,

I asked Hiroshi to leave some breakfast for you when you woke up. Your father and I had to deal with a little business at work. If you decide to leave, just call the driver and he'll take you anywhere you want to go. We'll be back soon to start your training.

Love,

Mom

P.S. Try not to use your Quirk too much today. Kaito told me about what happened at his workshop.

After that, I just put the note down and started to eat the breakfast bowl. As I did, I started thinking that maybe I should try to train without them. I know Sayuri said not to, but I needed to get this Quirk down.

I set my bowl down on the table and went back upstairs to my room. I pulled my bedside drawer open and found the metal ball Kaito gave me. I put it in my right pants pocket and went back to the kitchen to finish breakfast.

I ate the last of the breakfast bowl and took it to the sink to wash it. I figured that even though I was from a rich family now, that didn't mean I should just stop doing chores. Didn't like it, but I didn't want to be one of those spoiled little kids that never do anything for themselves.

I thought about what I should do for the day. I could just go over to Heroics Inc. I could try asking Kaito for more training. I know I couldn't go to Sayuri with all of her responsibilities as CEO. But I shouldn't bother them at work. I then thought about Kenta. Yeah, I should hang out with Kenta. Maybe I can ask him for some physical training. Even if I do get my Quirks under control, I can't always rely on them. I got my phone and gave Kenta a call.

"Hey, Daisuke! How you been?", Kenta asked.

"I've been alright just woke up about half an hour ago. You?", I replied.

"I've been good. So what's up?"

"I was thinking that we could hang out today. I also wanted to ask you something."

"Really? What is it?"

"I was wondering if you could help train my body. You know, some physical conditioning."

"Yeah, I could do that. Actually, I was thinking about asking you something too."

"What's that?"

"I know that you don't have control of your Encyclopedia Quirk, but I was hoping that you could tutor me on some things. My grades have been in the toilet lately and I don't want to get on my parents bad side."

"Sure. I mean you're helping me out, it's only fair that I do the same for you. Although, I won't be much help until I get my Quirks under control, like you said."

"I get it, man. Just thought I'd ask. So where do you want to meet up?"

"Uh..."

"Oh, right. I got to remember you don't remember anything about your life. Meet me at the school. There's an arcade near there where we used to go."

"OK. See you there."

I pushed the end call button on my phone and put it in my left pants pocket.

XXXXX

I asked the chauffeur to take me to the school. Instead of the limo, he drove a white Subaru Levorg. We arrived at the school and I saw Kenta waiting next to the front gate. I opened the car door.

"Master Daisuke. I shall call you when your parents arrive at the estate.", the chauffeur said.

"Thanks. Uh...", I tried to respond but I didn't know his name.

"Michi, sir.", he answered my unasked question.

"Michi, OK. It's nice to truly meet you, Michi."

"And the same to you, young sir.", he nodded his head toward me.

"See you later!", I waved to him as I got out of the car.

"Goodbye, young sir.", he replied as I closed the door and he drove away.

I turned around and walked over to Kenta.

"Hey. You ready to head down there?", Kenta asked.

"Yeah man. Lead the way", I told him as I gestured him onward.

At that, we started walking down the sidewalk. As we did, I started to take in my surroundings. There was a large space between the school and the rest of the city. The buildings were tall and there were lots of people walking around too. Most looked normal while others were like Kenta. Some had animal-like features and others looked human but had inhuman features. Large ears, shark-like teeth, and other things.

We arrived at the arcade. That was made obvious by the large "ARCADE" sign. I saw that there was no door, just an open way inside the place.

"C'mon. Let's go in!", Kenta said.

"Alright, alright! Don't get your panties in a bunch.", I told him.

We went inside and I saw a lot of old school arcade games inside. Super Street Fighter II Turbo, Mortal Kombat 3, Pac-man, Galaga, and Area 51. There were even some relatively new games in here. Tekken 5, House of the Dead 4, and Crazy Taxi 3. Honestly, I couldn't wait until I played all of them.

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Kenta and I were playing SSF2T, I played as Ryu while Kenta played as E. Honda. He beat me three times in a row from spamming that Hundred Hand Slap move on me. I tried returning the favor with Hadokens and Shoryukens, but only got one win out of the four rematches out of it.

"Man, it's great having you back! It was kinda depressing to come down here by myself.", Kenta said.

"Didn't you play with anyone else here?", I asked.

"Well, there was this one guy I played with. But we only played fighting games and the whole time he was telling me to die in the game. Seriously, who does that?"

As he said that, I could think of only one person who would do that. I just hope I don't run into him today. I knew that we definitely wouldn't get along at all.

"I don't know, man. Sounds like he's crazy."

"Hahaha! Yeah, you're telling me.", Kenta laughed.

We stopped playing the game on my win. We decided to get something to eat as we left the arcade. Instead of burgers, we chose pizza this time. We kept walking towards a Pizza Hut we passed when we made our way to the arcade. We decided to get two large pizzas, one supreme for me and one meat lovers' for Kenta. We sat inside as we ate our food.

"Hey, Kenta.", I said.

"Yeah, what's up?", Kenta asked.

"What was I like before the Villain attack?"

That question was on my mind ever since I woke up. I was curious about what kind of life Daisuke had before I "body snatched" him. What was he like? Did he want to be a hero like I did?

"Well, you kind of kept to yourself. You didn't really make any friends when I first met you in elementary school. I don't know why, but I figured you just wanted to be alone. After a while, I was getting picked on by the other kids because of my size and my head. Then, you came by and told them to leave me alone. They asked what you'd do if they didn't. So you took out some metal balls in your pocket and started flicking them at the bullies. You kept doing it until they ran off. I asked you why you did that because you didn't know me. But you just said, 'People shouldn't make fun of others just because of how they look. Everyone's different, some more than others, but inside we're all the same.' When you said that, I thought you were so cool. We've been friends ever since."

Wow, so Daisuke may have been anti-social but he helped people. Is this why TDO put me in Daisuke's body? Because we were so alike?

"Anyway, that's what you were like. Some kind of helpful loner. Anything else you wanna ask?", Kenta ended his recollection.

"Yeah, when do you think we can begin training?", I asked.

"We'll start after school tomorrow."

"Really? You don't want to start when I can start tutoring you?", I replied, surprised by his generosity to train me.

"Yeah, I can wait. There's one thing I wanna ask you though."

"What's that?"

"Why do you want to train with me? You never really train your body as much as your mind.", he queried.

I looked down at the table as I thought about his question. It made me remember why I was here in the first place. Why I was given this second chance. What I always wanted to do since I was a little kid.

"Because... I wanna be a Hero."

Kenta looked at me with wide eyes. He was surprised that I said that, that was for sure.

"A Hero? Really? I always thought you would follow your parents' footsteps and take over the family business.", he questioned.

"Well, maybe some day. But I really want to be a Hero! You should be a Hero with me!", I told him.

Kenta's eyes went even wider. Him, a Hero? He didn't think that he could be a Hero. He was more of a gentle giant. He never liked hurting people, but he did think it was cool that Heroes protected people from Villains. He scratched the back of his head nervously as he looked at me.

"Y-You really think I can be a Hero? Me?", he said.

"Of course you could! I don't know why you would think that. You're strong, tough, and you seem like a good guy. You could be a great hero if you wanted to.", I declared, trying to encourage him.

"It's just that I never really liked hurting people. I don't know if I could do something like that.", Kenta said, unsure about the notion.

"Well, I can understand that. Not everyone is cut out for the Pro Hero lifestyle. I just figured that you could come with me.", I reasoned.

"I'd have to think about that. I do like Heroes, but I never thought of actually being one."

At that, we decided to finish our food and just go strolling around town, figuring out our next activity. I was starting to get bored of just walking around. Man, I wish something would happen!

"Hey!"

We turned to our right and saw a guy who seemed to be around our age, if not a little older, standing in the middle of an alleyway. He was a little lanky and as tall as Kenta, maybe an inch or two taller. He wore an open leather jacket, a white T-shirt underneath, black pants held up with a silver studded belt, and a pair of black sneakers. He was standing all alone, which raised a few red flags on its own.

"Can you two help me? Me and my friend got jumped by some guys! My friends hurt and the muggers took our phones! Please help!", the guy said.

I was a little suspicious. This guy's friend got hurt, but his body language was all wrong. He seemed completely relaxed at his own situation. I was about to call bullshit when Kenta spoke up.

"OK! Where is he?"

"He's around the corner! C'mon, he's bleeding!", the guy said pointing to the aforementioned corner.

Kenta was about to head there when I grabbed his wrist. He turned to see me.

"What are you doing?", he asked. I pulled him toward me and brought his head down so I could whisper in his ear.

"Kenta, I think he's lying.", I told him quietly.

"What? Why would he do that?", he questioned just as quietly.

"I mean, look at him. He said his friend is injured and yet he seems perfectly calm. He even said the guy was bleeding. If he did care for his friend, he'd be freaking out right now."

Kenta looked at the guy in the alley once more and saw that I was right. He was just standing there, not scared or even checking up on his supposed hurt friend. I also saw that his foot was tapping, he must be getting impatient.

"Alright, I'm getting bored!"

The man threw his arms forward and they stretched over to us. It happened so fast that we didn't react in time. They wrapped around us and he started to pull us into the alley. As he did, two more guys appeared from the corner he motioned to. We struggled to get out, but "Stretch" wrapped us up tight.

"I knew it! You were talking bullshit!", I yelled at him.

"Just shut up and hand over everything you got!", the stretchy armed man demanded.

"Yeah! And don't even think about calling for help or I'll cut you where you stand!", the guy on Stretch's back right side said as he walked toward us with his fingers turning sharp like knifes. He wore a red hoodie with the hood up, black pants that were ripped in some places and some shoes that looked really worn out; like they would fall apart at any moment.

He held his sharp index finger to my throat and Kenta's eyes went wide. But me? I was strangely calm. I didn't even feel my heart race. I guess after dying the first time, you don't really freak out over a simple threat like this.

"C'mon guys! Hurry up and let's get out of here!", the guy opposite of "Freddy" said anxiously. He had a tablet in his hand and was staring at it while he was talking. He wore a white polo shirt with blue jeans and white shoes. He also had some rectangular framed glasses.

"Just shut up and keep a look out!", Stretch yelled at him.

"OK, OK. Just don't hurt us!", Kenta said, scared for our lives.

"That's more like it! You too, fucker!", Freddy urged us.

I didn't even respond. I just stared blankly at our muggers. These guys just didn't seem intimidating. "Ipad" was definitely not helping in that regard. He was twitching every now and then, as if a Hero was going to drop in at any time.

"What's wrong? Scared?", Stretch mockingly asked.

I registered Stretch's taunt and I looked right at him. He was a little unnerved at my stonefaced expression. He had me wrapped up in his arm like a snake crushing a mouse's bones before eating it and here I was, just staring at him with dead, doll-like eyes.

"Scared? Of you? Why would I be?"

"Are you stupid or something?! I got you in a vice grip and threatening you and your friend!", Stretch angrily replied.

"Yeah, and I got my finger, sharp as a knife, at your throat!", Freddy added. He pressed said finger harder against my throat, drawing a little blood in doing so.

Kenta just stared at me, thinking that I was crazy. I mean, they would kill me if I didn't shut up! What no one noticed is that I had my right hand free and it was closed. I just prayed that my plan would work.

"You're right. That would be worrying, if it wasn't for that.", I said nodding my head at the other side of the alley behind them.

They all turned around to see what I was talking about when I opened my hand and concentrated on the metal ball inside. The ball flew out of my palm and acted like a pinball, hitting Freddy, then Stretch, and finally Ipad.

When that happened, Freddy's head was knocked back and he grabbed it in pain, backing away from my throat. Stretch was discombobulated and Kenta and I got free from his long arms. The metal ball flew back into my hand and I grabbed it.

"Wait, how did I do that? Last time I tried, I could barely lift the ball off my hand. Maybe this was what Kaito meant by emotions having a part in controlling my Quirk. I wanted to help get me and Kenta away from them.", I thought trying to figure out how my plan actually worked. I shook my head to focus on our situation."I don't have time to think about this. We gotta get out of here!"

Then, Kenta and I made a mad dash towards the open street. I looked behind us and saw the muggers run after us.

"YOU LITTLE BASTARD! YOU'RE DEAD!", Freddy screamed.

As we heard that, Kenta started running faster and I was trailing behind. I then felt my shirt get pulled back. I looked back a second time and saw that Stretch grabbed my collar.

"Ha, got you!", Stretch said triumphantly.

Kenta stopped and turned around to me being dragged back into the alley. He started shaking in fear at my predicament. They were going to kill me. Stretch held me in front of him as a human shield while Freddy had all his fingers sharpened and pointed them at me. Ipad saw this and he was disturbed at his cohort's motion.

"Whoa, what are you doing?", he said hysterically.

"Making good on a promise.", Freddy answered. He turned over to Kenta who was still scared out of his mind.

"Hey, Bear Boy! You didn't cause us problems, so we'll let you go while we play with your friend here. So beat it!", Freddy said, giving Kenta the chance to run.

Kenta was conflicted. He didn't want to die, but he couldn't just leave me to die. As he was dealing with this inner dilemma, I called out to him.

"Go, Kenta! Run!", I urged him as I struggled in Stretch's grip.

"Yeah! Run, Kenta! Run and don't you ever... never fucking look back!", Freddy mockingly and then dangerously told him as he turned his attention to me.

When Freddy said that, something snapped in Kenta as he remembered our conversation at Pizza Hut.

"Y-You really think I can be a Hero? Me?"

"Of course you could! I don't know why you would think that. You're strong, tough, and you seem like a good guy. You could be a great hero if you wanted to."

Kenta balled up his fist in anger, bared his fangs and looked at my soon-to-be killers in determination.

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I was just standing there, wrapped in Stretch's contorted arm. Freddy looked at me with a deranged fury that I've never seen before. I won't lie, I was scared this time. Before, they just wanted money. Now? They wanted blood. At least, Freddy did.

"I'm going to enjoy this!", Freddy manically said as he raised his sharp hand over his head, ready to strike me down.

Time slowed down as for the second time in my lives, I was gonna die. Dammit, what the hell was I thinking?! I just got here and I threw it away because I was trying to be tough! I quickly shut my eyes in terror as Freddy swiftly brought his offending hand down.

Except, nothing happened. No pain, no cold feeling, no nothing. I opened one eye to see what happened.

Freddy's hand was still in the air. Only this time, it was held up by another large hand. I turned to see who's hand it was and I saw...

Kenta.

And he... was... PISSED!

ROOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR

Kenta let out an enraged roar at Freddy and threw him at the wall behind him. Freddy's back hit the wall, a little off the ground and dropped like a sack of potatoes. Kenta then looked over to Stretch who looked scared at the animal that had been unleashed known as my best friend. And Ipad was just standing there, shaking like a leaf.

Kenta pulled his arm back and punched Stretch in the nose. Stretch's nose started bleeding and his grip on me was gone. I managed to put some distance between us. Ipad didn't even try to help his friends as he just stood there.

Freddy stood back up from the ground and took a look at the infuriated Kenta.

"So, you got some backbone, don't ya you little furball? Well, it won't matter. I'll still carve you up!", Freddy yelled.

He then started running toward Kenta and swiped his hand over Kenta's chest. His strike left four rips in my friend's shirt and they were bleeding a little. We needed some sort of protection. I looked around and saw a lone garbage can.

Freddy was about to take another swing at Kenta when I stuck my left hand toward the garbage can lid and it flew toward me and I managed to smoothly grab the handle. I then rushed in front of Kenta and held the metal lid like a shield. Freddy's claws then came down and slashed my makeshift shield, ripping it into pieces.

The remains of the lid fell to the ground while I still held the handle in my hand. I threw away the last piece as Kenta started running back toward the open area. But then, I felt a force knocking me off my feet.

THUD

I fell to the ground and landed on my stomach. I looked over and saw Kenta in the same position. His rage from earlier seemed to be gone now and the fear for his life returned. I turned over onto my back and saw that Freddy was approaching us with Stretch right next to him and Ipad behind them.

"You two are going to die. Nice... and... SLOW.", Freddy said to us. The dead tone he used was that of someone who was so angry that it made them totally at ease, like the calm before the storm.

Stretch extended his arms so that he wrapped up our arms and legs. We couldn't move. We couldn't defend ourselves. We couldn't even breathe. We were gonna die!

Somebody...

Anybody...

Please help us!

"Hey! What the hell? Lemme go!", Freddy yelled out.

I looked to see that he was wrapped in... wood?

"Some young thugs, huh? It's a shame to see such potential affiliated with evil!", a voice spoke.

We all looked up to see a silhouette standing on a rooftop with one of his arms stretched out that was the wood trapping Freddy. Wait a minute, stretching out wood from their arm?

The figure jumped from his perch and descended to the ground. It stood on his feet against our attackers. The figure revealed itself to be a man that wore a dark purple body suit. His arms that looked as if they were made of wood. He also had a helmet, belt, knee pads, and shoes that were also made of wood.

This man was Shinji Nishiya, aka Kamui Woods.

I don't get it. I thought he was supposed to be new to the Pro hero business at the start of canon three years from now.

"You wooden bastard! Let me go!", Freddy screamed at the Pro Hero.

Kamui Woods just ignored Freddy as he turned his attention to Stretch, who still had me and Kenta in his clutches.

"Let's see how you like being restrained.", Kamui Woods said. He flung his arms forward and they stretched over and hit his head, releasing us. The elongated limbs then surrounded Stretch and constricted to trap him. Stretch tried breaking free, but the restraints were tight enough to keep him from stretching his arms out again.

Ipad was still standing around as this was happening. His shaking from earlier only increased as he saw Kamui Woods at work. The Pro Hero faced the final member of the muggers.

Kamui Woods saw the last one standing and couldn't believe that this kid was even a part of this. He thought that if he took a single step, Ipad would simply faint.

"Well?", Kamui asked the frightened tablet holder.

Ipad jerked in surprise as Kamui Woods said his one word question. He thought about his options. He knew that his Quirk wasn't combat-oriented. He could run, but from what he saw from the Hero he wouldn't get ten feet before he was captured. So he chose the only smart option.

"I give up.", he timidly said while setting his tablet down on the ground and raise both his hands in surrender.

Kamui nodded his head in acknowledgement and walked over to Ipad. He grabbed one of his hands as he walked behind him, grabbed his other hand and placed them both behind his back. He then bound his hands together with makeshift handcuffs with his Quirk.

"Don't move.", Kamui said to Ipad. Ipad simply nodded and did as he was told.

The Hero then made his way towards us. Kenta looked in awe at our savior while I was internally confused at his presence. I had no knowledge of Kamui Woods' history, but I do remember his Hero career was roughly new at the start of canon. If that's true, then the only reason he would be here is that he's a sidekick right now.

"Are you two OK? You're not injured, right?", Kamui asked us, concerned for our well-being.

"Oh, just some scratches for me. I'll be fine, though. Thank you so much, sir!", Kenta told him.

"Well, you should still get those wounds checked out. And what about you?", Kamui said to me.

"Yeah, I'm- ow.", I was about to say I was fine, but I felt a pain on my left wrist. I looked at it and saw that there were some bloody scratches on the topside, thankfully. If I had twisted my arm for even a second, these scratches would've been fatal. I must've been so focused on getting away, I didn't even notice.

"You're lucky, young man. I'll stay here with you two until the police arrive.", Kamui told us. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a phone.

"Hello, sir. I was on patrol and I stopped a mugging in an alleyway."

"I have detained three young thugs and I also have two young kids with me."

"They have some scratches, So we may need a healer here."

"Yes sir. I'll keep on eye on things." He then hung up his phone and looked at us.

"The police are on their way. And there's a healer who will see to your injuries. It shouldn't take more than a few minutes.", Kamui assured us.

After that, we waited for the authorities to arrive. Kenta asked for Kamui's name and continually thanked him for saving us. I just tore the sleeve of my shirt off to bandage my wounds until the healer got here.

I heard sirens in the distance. The police would be here in a minute. I looked down the street and saw two police cars and an ambulance heading toward us.

"Looks like they've arrived.", Kamui Woods pointed out.

"Thank God for that. I can't wait to go home and forget about all this.", Kenta sighed out.

The police took in the muggers and the healer came to us and healed our wounds. We had to stay for the standard statements to the police and afterwards we finally could go home. I called Michi and told him about what happened. He was glad that I was unharmed and said he would pick us up soon.

Michi's white car drove up to us and opened the passenger doors for us. Before we got in, we turned to Kamui Woods who finished his own statements to the officers.

"Excuse me, Mr. Kamui.", I said.

"Yes?", the Sidekick asked.

"I just wanted to say thank you for saving us.", I bowed to him in gratitude.

I couldn't see it because of his helmet, but I figured that Kamui just smiled at my gesture. In the end, he decided to wave it off.

"While I appreciate it, there's no need to thank me for saving you. It's what a Hero does, after all. Even though I may be a Sidekick now, I hope to become a great Pro Hero someday.", he replied.

I stood back up then Kenta and I got into Michi's car. We waved and said goodbye to Kamui and Michi drove us home.

XXXXX

Kenta and I sat in the back seats of the car as Michi drove us home. Michi was silent the whole time. Probably to give us some time to get over our ordeal from earlier. I didn't say anything either. I was still thinking about how I was able to use my Quirk in that instance. And on something larger than a small metal ball, at that.

"Hey Daisuke."

Kenta broke the silence as he called out to me and snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah Kenta?", I replied.

"I've been thinking about what you said back at Pizza Hut. You know, about me being a Hero."

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Well, when those guys got you after we got away from them, something just broke inside me. When that knife-finger guy told me to run, I remembered you said that I could be a great hero."

"Yeah, I remember. What are you getting at, Kenta?"

"Well, I'm gonna do it. I'll be a Hero!"

I sat and looked at Kenta with wide eyes. He was going to be a Hero?

"I thought you said you don't like hurting people."

"I don't. But... I couldn't just stand by and let them kill you. As much as I don't like hurting people, I don't like people that would hurt my friends even more!"

I smiled at the protective kindness that he had his speech. He truly is a good friend to me. My best friend. I placed my hand on his shoulder, making him look at me.

"Then let's do it. Let's be Heroes!", I declared.

"Yeah!", Kenta wholeheartedly agreed.

We started talking about how we would train ourselves while Michi looked at us through the rearview mirror. He saw these two young friends and he couldn't help but smile.

'I hope you do become a Hero, young master. However, I doubt your mother will have the same attitude about it like I do.', Michi thought as he kept driving down the road.

On that day, it was then that I started to make my dream a reality. Only this time, I wasn't alone.

That's a wrap people! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I've had a bit of trouble with the fight scene, especially on which Hero should be in it. I didn't want to do All Might because it seemed like it would be cliche. Anyway, just leave some reviews and keep them civil.

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