(*Author's note.)
Obvious disclaimer but I do not own or claim to own anything involving My Hero Academia
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As Fuse stood across from Iida he tried to recall what he knew.
If I remember correctly, Iida is a speed type. His quirk... I can't remember exactly what it was. Something that increases his mobility. If I can slow him, I may have a chance. I just need to...
However, as Fuse tried to come with a plan Iida rushed forward with a sudden burst of speed catching Fuse off guard. As Fuse snapped back into reality a swift kick from Iida caught him in the jaw. As the kick connected Fuse was knocked to the ground, as he hit the ground he rolled quickly getting back on his feet. Iida moved again meeting Fuse as he climbed to his feet. Iida aimed a swift kick which Fuse managed to stumble out of the way off.
He's too fast. I can't get any idea how to counter if I can't think fast enough. Fuse thought as Iida brought forth another high-speed kick. Fuse brought up a quick guard to block the kick which Iida easily broke through. With Fuse's guard broken Iida swung a quick right. As Iida's fist neared Fuse stepped back causing the attack to miss him, passing in front of his face.
His swings are slow when compared to his kicks. Are they not both boosted? Fuse thought to himself as he stepped forward bringing a quick uppercut to Iida's jaw. The speed hero countered with a swift kick to Fuse's side. As the blow struck, Fuse grimaced in pain and swung a left jab. As Fuse made contact he attempted to leap back to gain some distance. Iida rubbed the side of his jaw where Fuse made contact while the small crowd looked on.
"It easy to see Iida has the advantage." Rio mentioned.
"You and Fuse are to alike." Denki sighed jokingly.
"How could you tell whose wining this early?" Jiro asked.
"Pay attention to Fuse's movements." Rio stated pointing at Fuse. As they looked over Fuse rushed toward Iida trying to capitalize on the brief disruption he made in Iida's offence. As Fuse neared Iida raised a quick guard stepping backwards. As Fuse's strike missed Iida launched forward bringing a knee to his gut. The attack hit with a resounding crack. A crack the group of on lookers wouldn't hear over the sound of Iida's engine. Fuse felt the blow as his breath shortened, he wouldn't realize it now but the blow had cracked open his ribcage on the right side of his body. This resulted in a case of pneumothorax. What this meant was his cracked rib punctured his lung causing it to collapse. Fuse realized that he was having trouble breathing as Iida continued attacking. Fuse's vision began to blur as he stepped back, blood running down his lip as he grit his teeth.
I can't... keep up. Hard...to breathe... I'm losing already? No. I can't... I can't lose so easily; no I won't lose like this! Fuse's mind raced as he kept getting pushed back. He closed his eye as a swing from Iida connected to his jaw. As blood began to run down his lip Fuse let out a bellowing roar slamming his foot down and pushing off the ground. He lunged forward at the unsuspecting Iida grabbing his shoulders as he pushed forward knocking him to his back. As Iida hit the ground Fuse rolled over him getting on his feet. Blood from his mouth dripped on to the ground as Iida began climbing to his feet. Fuse rushed forward as Iida raised a guard.
This is it! I am here and you will acknowledge me!
Fuse yelled in his mind as he raised his fist swinging at Iida. As the punch moved forward Fuse felt a weight lifting off his shoulder. His body felt like it would float away and his anger burned brightly before fizzing out. A slow burning sensation filled him as his eyes grew heavy. His vision turned white; Iida faded away along with the gym and all those inside...
There was silence as a resounding thud echoed through the room. Fuse had collapsed onto his knee's arms at his side as his body slumped over, falling to the stone floor.
"Is... is he ok?" Mina asked as Aizawa rushed over to him, checking his wounds.
"His breathing is shallow, get Recovery Girl." Aizawa said as he noticed the dark red stain getting larger under his shirt. Grabbing the knife at his back he quickly cut the article of clothing off, there was an open wound on the right side of Fuse's body. It was bleeding slowly as Aizawa began administering first aid.
"She's on her way." Toshinori stated putting his phone away and going to Aizawa's side. "Is there anything I can help with?" He asked looking at the boy.
"Hold this here and keep pressure on it." Aizawa instructed cutting off a piece of his bindings as the students stepped closer. "Stay back, we need space over here." He ordered.
"Is he ok?" Rio asked, panic in her voice. Aizawa returned his gaze to the boy proceeding with first aid.
Iida looked on mortified at the scene in front of him. The students watched for what felt like eternity until Recovery Girl arrived using her quirk. "It's not going to be enough; we need to get him to a hospital." Recovery Girl ordered causing some of the students to panic. As she began taking over Fuse's first aid Aizawa contacted the emergency services and informed Nezu to authorize them through the gate.
Aizawa escorted the students outside. "Go to classroom 1-A and await me there." Aizawa instructed heading back inside as the students stood in place, unsure how react.
"I hope he is ok." Mina sighed following her class mates. Iida stood like a statue until Kirishima pulled him with the group.
"What did I do?" Iida asked.
"It's not your fault. You didn't mean for this to happen." Kirishima responded.
"But it was my fault, as class rep I should be more diligent."
"Enough, worry will do nothing but sire trouble." Tokoyami stated.
"He's right, Fuse is better off in their hands than ours. Bedsides it's not like you intentionally caused this." Jiro chimed in.
Rio was silent as she moved with the other students. "He'll be ok..." She whispered to herself as they entered the main building.
"What happened to him?" Recovery Girl asked as Aizawa returned.
"Sparing that got out of control." Aizawa explained.
"It was an accident; we didn't even see it until he fell." All Might added.
"The ambulance should be here shortly. How is his condition?" Aizawa asked.
"He is stable however his ribcage is shattered in at least one spot. That's what caused the wound on his chest, it's also safe to assume it punctured his lung. That's only what is easy to see, there could be more damage I can't asses without x-rays, scans, and other tests." She sighed.
"He had to have felt it, why didn't he say anything?" Aizawa asked openly.
"Adrenaline could have masked the pain but not the shortness of breath. He had to notice something before pushing himself to this extent." Recovery Girl stated irritated.
"Something wrong?" Toshinori asked.
"He's like you. Putting himself in danger and not asking for help." She stated bluntly.
"It's not rational." Aizawa commented.
The trio were quiet as they awaited medical attention, Fuse lay on the ground his breath shallow. His mind began to drift and he awoke alone on a dark street. The smell of fire and burning debris flooded his nose. Around him was chaos, police running around along with emergency response teams. People were laying on the ground, some wounded while others were cowering. He looked to his left after hearing a loud crash. A man with burned skin had fallen from a nearby highway landing on and crushing a nearby car. As he pulled himself up Endeavor landed on the ground a few feet from him. They were both bloody and breathless standing opposite of each other. Fuse looked on from the sidelines as the sky lit up with a flash of light. Lightning cracked across the sky as rain began to fall.
"This... isn't real..." Fuse said to himself as he watched the event play out before him. Endeavor rushed forward, the flames on his body hissing as the rain fell into the fire. The man with burned skin thrusted a spear like arm at him which Endeavor grabbed, he pinned it down against the car's side as a small burst of flame shot form rolling up the man's torso. The man howled in a horrifying mixture of pain and ecstasy. The man bashed his head against Endeavor's burning his face in the process. Endeavor's grip loosened and the burned figure broke free, his bruised and singed skin bleeding heavily. Endeavor rushed forward swinging a heavy right hook as the rain's paced increased. Thunder roared as lightning crackled and the two traded blows. Both men starting to show heavy wear, Endeavor's trademark suit ripped as Fuse watched on. Then at as soon as it began it was over. One final yell as both charged each other, Endeavor's fist wrenching into Sito's stomach. He fell to his knees as blood pooled at his cheeks, he coughed spiting on to the ground, and his eyes closed and he was silent. Endeavor stood a fist raised in victory smiling to himself as police arrived. A crowded began to from applauding the pro hero and feeding his ego as police led the man away.
Fuse watched silently staring directly at the pro hero. The world around him slowly shifting to a soft white. He was stood across from the battled scared hero. The room was silent as Fuse stared at the image before him. Endeavor with a fist in the air and the defeated villain beneath him, an image of victory. Was this what he wanted? To be...adored, respected, needed...feared? What are the feelings coursing through him? He looked at the ground as his right hand turned to a fist. He looked down at it sighing to himself.
"What do I want?" He asked himself. The silent void gave no response. As he looked back at Endeavor the villain was gone and the pose had changed. The pro hero was now looking at him with crossed arms.
"You don't want to be like me." He said as the fire around his face died down until it dwindled away.
"Oh, finally deciding to speak to me?" Fuse retorted.
"The real Endeavor is an arrogant and full of himself asshole this is a fact however, he saves lives. He helps people who can't help themselves. This much you acknowledge Fuse Mida."
"That doesn't mean I can't be angry. He didn't help me! No one did and I lost everything I ever knew! Where were the heroes then?!" Fuse demanded.
"You fell through the cracks. You had people to support you but your anger pushed them away."
"Yeah I'm angry! I saw my family killed in front of me and what happened next? Do you know? Because I do, I always will! I woke up alone in a police station, I spent 3 years alone moving from one adoption center to another. A quirkless teen who's pissed at the world and hates heroes. I get sent to five different therapists who barley bothered to say hello to me. I spent 3 years alone... no one wanted to be friends with the useless cripple... no one wanted to help the helpless..." Fuse sighed looking at the ground.
"Feel better now?" The voice had changed. Looking up Fuse saw a familiar face. Looking back at him was a man aged about 40, he was American with red hair, and standing about 6ft tall. His face was soft yet had sharp features as his amber eyes stared at the young and angry child he left behind. The man put his hand on Fuse's shoulder pulling him into a hug before continuing.
"I know you suffered... and I'm sorry for that. But I also know just how strong you've gotten. You never let being quirkless bother you. You were always so happy and open with everyone. Now you're falling apart and you don't know why. You got into U.A... but why? Rio getting into class 1-A bothered you, why? You have the potential to do whatever you want Fuse. You need to set your eyes on what you want to be. For you and the people around you." The man said as the room began to fade and Fuse felt the man disappear in his grasp.
Fuse closed his eyes as he sighed softly.
"Perhaps they're right..." He said a loud. As he lay there in darkness a sharp pain began to burn in his chest as his eyes flashed open. Glancing around the room Fuse saw the familiar white walls of a hospital. His chest had a large white bandaging wrapping around his body. A few moments passed before he noticed Aizawa staring silently at him from a chair in the room. An awkward silence ensued until Fuse spoke up.
"Hi..." He said coughing slightly aggravating the wound on his chest causing him to grimace in pain.
"Fuck..." Fuse cursed clutching the wound.
"How are you feeling?" Aizawa asked.
"Fine... my chest feels like it's on fire though. What happened? And, where am I?" Fuse asked while examining the large bandage.
"In a hospital. That little match of yours fractured two ribs causing one to puncture your lung on the left side of your body." An elderly voice stated irately. Looking down Fuse noticed the small elderly woman at his bed side.
"Aren't the school nurse?" Fuse asked.
"Yes, which means when you got injured, I was summoned. Now that your condition is stable, I need to return to U.A." She retorted before leaving.
"...I think... That went as well as I expected." Fuse chuckled grimacing again. "Is there nothing in these bags?" He asked looking at the medical stand beside him.
"Your dosages are low due to your internal bleeding. With luck you'll be out in time for U.A to start back up. I'm here to give you these." The pro hero said handing him a few documents.
"What are they?"
"They're from Nezu, I didn't read them. I have to get going." Aizawa said heading to the door stopping and looking over his shoulder. "Rio asked me to apologize on her behalf. She believes it's her fault you're in here."
"Tell her it's fine. If I didn't want to fight I wouldn't of..." Fuse admitted looking at his hands.
"They should be able to visit you later today." Aizawa said turning.
"Hey sensei one more thing if you have a second?" Fuse requested.
"Go on." Aizawa said.
"Would you expel me?" Fuse asked.
"You've done nothing against school rules. The fight occurred during sparing under super vision of a teacher." Aizawa responded flatly.
"I don't mean for this... If I were in your class. I've heard people talking about you. They say you cut those with no potential. I never thought I'd have to speak with you so now that I am, I'd like to know. Based solely on what little you've seen." Fuse said quietly.
"... If you were in class 1-A you would be trying to become a hero. They are held to a higher standard than U.A.'s other students. Based solely on what I saw today... I would say your decisions are foolhardy and could lead to you becoming a liability in the hero world. That being said you are not without potential. You may be able to become a hero if that was the path you chose. I would not cut you from today's experience at the least." Aizawa acknowledged before leaving and shutting the door.
Fuse sat in silence looking down at the documents in his lap. Opening them he found a letter.
"To Fuse Mida,
In regards to your unfortunate injury I would like to apologize on behalf of Tenya Iida. The result of your match is something we try to avoid. I hope you find this letter as some comfort; I would have liked to visit you in person but I am currently trapped at my desk. Regardless in this envelope is an attached information consent form. Your school records are currently being requested to be viewed by an individual not affiliated with U.A. It is up to you whether or not you give consent. Further information is enclosed with the consent form. Please view it and sign weather you'll allow or deny the viewing. It shall be collected around noon tomorrow.
Kind regards,
Principle Nezu."
Fuse read the document allowed before looking in the envelope and withdrawing the consent form.
That's... actually rather nice of him. Now then however more pressing matters. Fuse thought to himself opening the form.
Who would want to view my records? The form was white with U.A.'s stamp in the top right corner. Fuse looked at it and cleared his throat as he read aloud.
"It is within compliance with school policy that the viewing of a student's records must be approved by the school, the student's legal guardian(s), and the student. It is with this form that the student shall give or deny consent to the requested viewer. The student is also aware of the identity of the person(s) or institution requesting the records. This request was made by the..." Fuse stalled beginning to stammer out the name.
"The... the request was...was made by the E-Endeavor H-Hero Agency..." Fuse said rereading it multiple times. "Why? What does he want with my records? Why would he care? How would he even know who I am. Does he know who I am? This is crazy!" Fuse shouted to himself as his heart monitor began to increase rapidly. As he clutched the paper a nurse walked in.
"Mr. Mida are you alright? Your heart rate is elevated and rising." She asked looking at the young man sitting straight up looking pale.
"I'm fine..." Fuse said solemnly.
"You need to lay down while your injuries heal. Even with Recovery Girl's quirk your body needs to rest." She said walking over to him.
"Did you get some bad news?" She asked looking down at the papers.
"No. I didn't... I just... got them late. Do you have a pen?" Fuse asked sighing as he made his choice.
"Sure, here." She pulls one from her breast pocket handing it to him.
"Thanks." Fuse said as his hand shook. If he wants to see my records he can go to hell. It's the only revenge I'll get so I'll make sure he doesn't get... what... he wants... What am I saying? I don't have any reason to say no. Not a real one anyway. He's never done anything wrong to me. If anything, he saved my life... Besides what's it going to hurt? Fuse thought to himself signing the papers and setting them on his bedside.
"No problem. Now, relax so you can heal." She said smiling before leaving the room.
"Right... healing... I should do that." He said yawning and closing his eyes.
(*Author's note.)
I apologize for being so late. This chapter would have been up sooner but I was in the hospital and didn't have access to my computer. Also this one is a bit shorter than most but I felt the need to get something out. I apologize for that once more but I plan to hopefully make it up to you all in
"Chapter 8: Ignition!"
Other than that thanks for reading and see you next time.
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