Heya!

I welcome you to today's chapter.

I'm not gonna lie to you guys, I have been absolutely stoked for the release of Super Smash Bros Ultimate and can't wait for it so I'm kind of impatient right now.

I've literally just been jumping in my seat for the past week.

Anyways, this is a MHA fic, not a Smash Bros. one, so I'll get into relevant stuff.

By relevant, I mean a new review. I'm surprised here's been 2 of them so close together since last time I didn't get a new review for 6 chapters (like I said in the previous chapter, I'm just repeating myself.)

Soda-fiedPsycho: You actually predicted what I had in planned for this chapter kek. Thanks for the great review though! I'll probably even use your quote in this chapter.

Also, this week's chapter will have a lot of 3rd person P.O.V parts, so prepare for that.

There's actually one straight at the beginning.

Let's get right into this, then!


Tale of Excalibur

Going Premium


(3rd person P.O.V)

"Oi, you got a new power. Check it out." The reaper said, not knowing the infamous villain that was right under his nose.

Not that he actually cared about the mishaps of the mortal world.

"I'M SO BOOOORRRREEEEEDDDDD!" A loud scream echoed throughout the empty nothingness of the supposed 'Death Zone' after he made sure the connection was off between him and Saikamoto Daiki, the new project of the death council.

He had been instructed of giving him the power of 'Alarm', a self-explanatory power that alerted him whenever a danger was nearby.

The stressed-out death worker lazed around his eternal workplace as he thought of ways to pass the time, but to no avail.

"Ever since I got this goddamn title, I've had absolutely nothing to do! And it's all because of that dumbass captain…"

He sighed however, knowing better than to go wild against the council.

"Sheesh, you think I would at least get a deck of cards or something, but noooo." He complained to the void. His golden eyes growing impatient and angry.

"Well, might as well see what his dipshit's up to." He quickly retorted before glazing into his magic mirror. On the other side was a festival, filled to the brim with people.

This did not make the reaper happy.

"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF- oh wait isn't that the white fuck guy or whatever his name was?" He was cut off as he noticed the middle-aged looking man wearing an oversized hoodie.

Suddenly, the reaper smiled as a brilliant plan inserted itself into his head.


(Daiki P.O.V)

The second I saw White Fox my immediate reaction was to tell one of the guards near the front.

I wouldn't honestly have to worry about being thought for a fool, the idiot was stupid enough to not even cover up his face properly.

He's fucking wanted as hell. I don't even know how he managed to break out of prison in the first place, he isn't exactly a smart guy.

"Must have been Kurogiri and Shigaraki's doing. Well, at least I've confirmed that they're working together now. Then again, if they wouldn't be working together, I would be even more confused." I thought to myself as I watched him try to make his way up to the front.

Though, his eyes looked…. off. He looked like he was going crazy, either off of drugs or something else.

I also saw his mouth move slightly continuously, like he was muttering to himself.

"OOOOOOOIIIII DICKHEAD!" I heard Mephisto yell. This time though, something was different about his voice. It wasn't like it was in my head, it was more like it was…

"Look at me when I'm talking to you, idiot." I now heard, much more clearer. I turned my head to see none other than Mr. Cuntface right in front of my face.

"M-mephisto!? What are you doing here?" I asked him. Quite obviously I'm gonna have questions if he suddenly starts appearing in this world without telling me at all.

"I figured I'd have a little fun with myself for once. You know it gets surprisingly boring in there." He said like it was a common thing for a reaper to just pop into existence in the world of the living.

"By the way, what's holding ya'? Kick this guy's ass already."

"If you think it's that simple you must be retarded." I scoffed as I went back to thinking of a solution. I couldn't exactly just let him run free, and if I did beat the ever-living crap out of him, I would only get charged with a felony because I wasn't granted permission.

With Venom it's a whole different thing, beating people up without permission is the whole point of being a vigilante.

"Hey Meph- "I started but stopped my sentence when I saw him wave riding and downright just partying the whole situation out.

My face must have looked like just two dots and a line because of the absolutely massive deadpan I was doing.

Though, as of right now Mephisto wasn't of importance. If my suspicion is correct, White Fox is here to try something bad. Real bad.

Like, assassination bad.

I know his chances of success are extremely slim, but still.

If even for one second, the guards take their eyes off the crowd and give him even a millisecond of a chance he will succeed.

Reading his criminal files for years has given me a general idea of his fighting style. He likes to use a gun.

At this point, my heart was racing. If he somehow manages to get close, it'll be goodnight to one of the celebrities.

There's even some A-list celebrities here, meaning it would be even worse than just some random unknown singer getting shot.

Sweat was dripping down my forehead, as I realized I only had one chance at this. He was getting extremely close to the front. His quirk allows him to travel as smoke for only 10 seconds max, but at a distance like that he'll only need about a second to get on stage.

I know I might just be overreacting to the situation again, but if I'm being completely honest, he seems different know. Like an actual threat.

"Oi, chillax my dude." Mephisto said in the most annoying voice ever that made me want to punch him in the face.

"Well that certainly ruined the serious mood of this."

"What do you mean?" I started but was cut off when he said: "Look."

I reluctantly looked at where he was pointing.

There were a pair of glowing eyeballs peering from the back of the stage, staring directly at White Fox with intensity.

"The fuck is that?"

Mephsito said: "I wouldn't worry about him, he's basically harmless anyways. Plus, did you forget that there's a pro hero backstage? Dumbass." before going back to his little party group.

"Shut up." I responded before investing myself entirely into observing the situation. I was a little less nervous about it, after all in terms of danger levels White Fox is only a common thug, but he still shouldn't be taken lightly.

Because as I mentioned before, his quirk is the only thing that really stands out about him.

My anxiety really kicked up when he reached the very front of the audience and turned into smoke. The guards didn't seem to catch on what was going on at first, but after they did chaos ensued.

As I suspected, he was here trying to assassinate someone.

And I had a pretty good hunch of who it was, since he flew straight at the current celebrity on stage: Kanye East.

An American "hip-hop" artist, as I'm sure most of you guessed based off of the fact that he strongly resembles another artist from my old world.

In pure reflex, I started activating my Venom mode. I barely caught myself from jumping on stage to beat the ever-living crap out of him, when he was suddenly pulled out of his smoke form and thrown on to the floor at incredible speed.

Instantly, some of the guards started backing people off towards the exit while the others jumped on stage to help with the detaining

What I found odd though, was the fact that Kanye East's song was still playing on the background while I watched.

"Ah, so that's it…" I calmly figured out as a guard was pushing and shouting at me to move.

Technolife himself looked like he was straight out of an Austin Powers movie and he kept shouting things like "Hey!" and "Whoa!" for no reason.

Honestly, just let your imagination take control at this point, I'm sure it's not hard to bring an image to your head.

That and the fact that his afro game was the second best I've seen in years.

"I told you so. Now come on, I wanna show you something." Mephisto called out. I decided to listen to him for once and went outside.

Looks like all of my worrying was just unneeded paranoia after all.

When the guards and the cops (who eventually arrived) had taken our words and White Fox had been successfully recaptured, we were let off.

I met with Mephisto after the whole thing. Seems like even he had some form of decency not to just teleport both of us the fuck out of there.

"So what is it?" I asked as I walked up to him.

"I can't show you here. I'll teleport us to the void." He said before I blinked and was exactly where he said I would be.

The void.

"All right, now what?" I impatiently asked. I couldn't see Mephisto, but I sure as hell could tell that he's there.

Also I was tired and wanted to sleep.

"Don't 'All Right, now what?' me! I didn't exactly want to be your babysitter in the first place. Anyways, you've gotten a new skill added to your arsenal, give it a try."

"And how do I do that? You can't exactly just assume me to automatically know how to do something I've never done before." I argued pointlessly. I was in a bad mood, first of all the festival was completely ruined by a failing villain, in the middle of it all Cunt McGee decides to blink into existence and now I've got to learn some bullshit I won't even use in like 10 years.

"Sheesh, do I have to do everything for you? All right, it's like this, see?" He said before he snapped his fingers and I instantly had a vision in my head on how to do 'it'.

"Wha- Are you fucking serious right now?" I asked, extremely shocked at the power he just gave me.

"I didn't design it." He said like he actually contributes to anything in the council at all. It was pretty clear that he doesn't.

"Well yeah, I know that much, but still what the actual fuck?" I asked again.

The power I just got was teleportation.

"This is going to make my life SOOOO much easier."

Teleportation.

It's a lot more complicated than what you think it is. In order to teleport literally every single atom in your body needs not only to be copied, but also moved from one place to another in an instant in order for it to be called teleportation.

"Also, I know what you're thinking and no, it's even more complicated than copying and pasting your atoms. Instead of that, you transfer your atoms using the powers of whatever the fuck you wanna call it." Mephisto said. If I had a drink in my mouth, I would have spit it out.

"THAT MAKES IT EVEN MORE COMPLICATED AND AMAZING!"

Mephisto impatiently said: "C'mon, try it our already or I'll take it away." as I was basking in the glory of being able to defy the laws of physics.

"Oh hell nah."

I did as he said and teleported to him.

It was like: "I wanna go there."

*Blink*

"I'm here."

I couldn't tell what happened at all.

"Just know that if you use it too much you can lose up to half of your body, okay bye now!" He said WAYY too casually.

"Wait what?" I said out loud, but as I looked around myself, I realized that I had just blinked back into reality.

Straight in front of my house as well.

"Well goddamn. Guess I shouldn't abuse my powers then." I thought to myself as I walked up to the gate and went inside.


To say that the next day started weirdly would be an understatement.

First off, both mom and dad were home, which was extremely rare to see because I knew that both of them were usually super busy with their work.

Secondly, Technolife aka the Austin Powers disco man from the festival yesterday was there as well, along with Shinki.

Thirdly: Anso was also there but he was wearing a super weird outfit for some reason. He looked like a hero somewhat, like an imitator of Batman or something.

His face was covered up by this completely black mask that resembled some sort of bird, and it connected to a long cape that covered up his entire body. The inside of the cape looked like a black hole.

Under his cape he was just wearing a regular suit. The most notable thing about him though, was the gigantic black sword strapped to his back.

I could also tell that it was Anso, because of his silver eyes and the fact that he stood up straight whenever I entered the room.

I notice weird things.

"I always knew he was secretly a hero."

Another thing that was off was that Shinki was also wearing his hero costume.

Unsurprisingly, it wasn't all that special. He's not the kind of person to wear something super flashy on the battlefield.

So, due to that his hero outfit is literally just a red leather jacket and a white T-shirt.

Though he did have glasses. As you probably guessed, they weren't anything too flashy. Literally just a pair of eagle eyes.

Though, they did have a cool feature that allowed him to see up to 4 to 5 times farther than the average human.

"Yo, yo yo!" Technolife suddenly blurted out as he noticed me, making everyone in the room turn towards me.

"Oh, Daiki! You're awake, good. Come down here, you might want to hear this." Dad said as he motioned towards the group.

I went along and walked to them, before asking: "So, what's up?"

"Well uhhh…" Anso started with an unnaturally deep voice before just quitting.

Shinki just sighed at him and said: "U.A. Academy has decided that your achievements, grades and scores during the entrance exam were high enough to enter you into the 'Premium course'."

Now, I had 0 clue that anything like that even existed.

"Sooo… What's a 'Premium course' exactly?" I asked out of curiosity, but apparently that was a retarded thing to ask since the whole group just stood there with a deadpan.

"You've seriously never heard of premium classes?" They all asked at the same time. Hell, even my parents were looking at me like I was stupid.

I really only sweat dropped, before Technolife started explaining what the fuck they exactly were.

"They're absolutely radical extra lessons full of awesome stuff, dude!" He exclaimed way too excited.

"Is this guy stuck in the 90's or something? Fucking hell I want to get away from him."

"Well, that is an extremely simple way to put it." Anso said, but I think I'm supposed to call him 'Dark Owl' whenever he's dressed like that, judging from the nametag he just put on his coat.

"Yes, premium classes are much more than just extra classes. They're supposed to mold you into an even better hero than the basic hero course. However, you can choose to do both the hero course and the premium course at the same time if you so wish." Shinki said way too sophisticatedly, he sounded like a rich Englishman.

"I know this is all a bit overwhelming, but please do consider it. After all, this is the chance of a lifetime. Plus Ultra!" They all screamed the last part super excitedly before regularly just turning and walking out the door like normal people.

If anything, I'd like to prevent myself from diverting from the main plotline too much. I can affect some of the bad parts enough so that the consequences are not as severe, but otherwise the whole thing is a mess.

Like for example: During the Forest Training Camp arc, I can prevent Ragdoll from getting her quirk stolen, but I can't get Bakugo out of the pickle he ends up in or else I'll screw up the entire plotline, and I like to be at least a step ahead, so I'd like to not do that right now.

After a certain point though, my knowledge on what to come will eventually just end so I'll end up screwing the plotline over most likely anyways.

Though for now I don't have the time to worry about that, seeing as I'm almost late to school at this point.

"Crap!" I yell before I dash the fuck out of the front door and start running at top speed.

I barely made it in time to the school.

Just in time for the regular classes like English and Math that were included in every course.

Though, today was a day I was actually really excited for because of the Battle Training instructed by All-Might himself.

Also, I decided to accept the premium course stuff, meaning that my school days will start even earlier and end even later, but at least I'm getting something awesome out of it.

That is being able to train with Shinki and other pro heroes who don't normally teach people.

Shinki is actually the one who came up with the idea for premium classes in the first place, to make sure any spare talent in some students would not go to waste or something like that. I don't know the details of it, but basically, it's just next level hero course.

"I HAVE…." I heard a familiar voice say loudly from the hallway.

"Ah, he's finally here."

"…COME THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!" All-Might said as he walked into the classroom wearing his Silver Age outfit.

There was a lot of chattering and mumbling in the classroom, but I'm convince most of it was just Midoriya mumbling to himself.

"Hero Basic Training! The class that'll put you through all sorts of special training to mold you into heroes!" He yelled to the class with excitement, while mumbling something under his breath after.

"No time to dally! Today's activity is this!" He yelled out yet again while holding up some sort of card in his hand.

"Battle Training!"

I'm pretty sure it was supposed to be a surprise, which would have made the situation somewhat less awkward for me.

"And for that… You'll need these!" He said as some slots or something opened up on the walls to reveal our hero costumes.

This was the thing I had been waiting for honestly.

I had stayed up all night when designing my own hero costume. I took into consideration everything and anything that might be a hinderance and tried to come up with a solution to make it not a hinderance.

Plus it'll look sick as well for sure.

…At least, I hope it will. Would be kind of awkward if I looked like a clown.

"In accordance with the 'Quirk Registry' and the special request forms you filled out before being admitted…" All-Might started but didn't have the chance to finish as the whole class erupted into excited screams about costumes and whatnots.

"After you change, come out in ranking order to Ground Beta!" All-Might said before he straight up just dipped outta there.

After everyone had calmed down a bit and made it through the extremely challenging part of changing into the hero costume, it was time to shine.

I checked myself in the mirror before walking out 3rd, since Quota wasn't here, followed by mostly everyone else.

As I walked into the light dramatically, my outfit was finally properly visible. I had taken some of the aspects from multiple pro heroes, but other than that it was entirely an original design.

The outfit certainly looked odd, though.

I didn't have a mask, instead I had a pair of white goggles resting on my neck, that could zoom up to 5 times the average human's length of vision and had night-vision. They could also access a database that contained some of the more well-known villains' and heroes' files.

I asked for heat vision on them as well, but I got a response that said: "Don't go overboard!" In my email.

The top part of my outfit consisted of a white shirt that had yellow linings on it. The yellow linings would glow whenever there was a deadly gas in the air, or the lights could also be manually activated with the goggles.

I also had some armored white gloves that connected with my shirt, as well as metallic rings around my wrist. They will prevent my quirk from going over the deadly limit, which is about 50-60% of my strength, as well as being able to somewhat limit my 'Pumped Up' ability.

Also, the gloves were made of a really thick material, with some soft stuff inside so that I could block hits better.

The shirt was also made of a cool fabric that would fix small holes on itself, so that was pretty neat.

I did also have a black supply belt, but it didn't have anything on it except for three test tubes for now.

The test tubes are going to be important later.

My pants were nothing special, believe it or not. They were black, though they were made from the same fabric as my shirt.

My boots however, had special 'holes' at the bottom making it easier for me to channel my psychic power through them, basically creating rocket boots.

Other than that, they were regular black combat boots.

"Jesus fucking Christ I look emo as fuck."

I looked around, before seeing Tokoyami and realizing that I didn't look like the biggest emo at least.

As we had all arrived (except for Midoriya) All-Might said: "Looking good is very important ladies and gentlemen! Look alive now! Because from today on, you're all heroes!" very dramatically.

Meanwhile I was just bummed out about how retarded my outfit came to look. My big, bulky body did make it somewhat more appealing, but still…

Midoriya finally waltzed in, and basically everyone laughed inside of their heads and were keeping it back. Hell even All-Might looked as if he was about to just tell him to get out of there and change.

To be completely honest, Midoriya's first outfit looked stupid as fuck. I'm not trying to be mean or anything, it was just such a blatant copy of All-Might that it hurt just looking at him.

Anyways, moving on.

"Shall we begin, my wards?! It's time for battle training!" All-Might yelled out again.

"The fuck is a ward and why is he starting to sound more and more like Present Mic?" I asked myself in my head.

All-Might sure likes yelling.

"We're all here then? Looking good!" All-Might said as Midoriya walked up to the rest of the group.

Iida lifted up his hand and asked: "This appears to be the same field used in the entrance exam. Will we once again be performing cityscape maneuvers?"

"Nope! You'll be moving on to step 2! Indoor anti-personnel battle training!" All-Might explained loudly.

Then again, I do suppose you have to be loud as a teacher.

"Villain battles are most commonly seen outdoors, but statistically, the most heinous villains are more likely to appear indoors. Between confinement, house arrest and black-market deals, in this hero-filled society of ours the cleverest villains out there lurk indoors!" He spoke like he knew from experience.

I can confirm what he was saying though, as Venom I can easily say that higher-caliber villains usually stay indoors.

"You'll be split into villain teams and hero teams and face off in two-on-two indoor battles!" All-Might finished.

Now, I'm not sure if you're supposed to put teenagers with superpowers going berserk against each other, but then again Mr. Aizawa did say that U.A. has more of a free education system so…

"So no basic training?" Asui asked, which seemed to rile up All-Might even more for whatever reason.

"Practical experience teaches you the basics! The distinction here is that you won't be fighting disposable robots." All-Might started explaining again. I couldn't pay attention for any longer.

My mind wandered to last night, with White Fox and whatnot.

"He seemed a bit… crazy. What happened? Did his bro tell him off or something? No, Shigaraki isn't that scary. That would mean All-for-One had something to do with it…." I thought to myself, but I was drawn out of it when I noticed All-Might pulling out the names of the first team.

"Team A: Midoriya and Saikamoto."

"WHAT!?" I screamed to myself in my head.


Hello again!

Sorry this chapter took a bit longer to write and is a bit shorter. I've been caught up playing Smash Bros all night and woke up at 1pm today.

Also, sorry for lying! I promised there would be a load of action in this chapter, but I misjudged the length and everything, meaning that the action will only come next week.

Again, I'm really sorry!

Other than that I don't have anything to say anymore, other than see you next week again.

Also, if you guys notice any spelling mistakes or errors in my text, please inform me! Either through PMs or reviews, thank you!

Bye for now, see you next week!