The Gem Hero: Deku

Chapter 12: Backstory before the storm

Disclaimer: I don't own My Hero Academia. I lost the duel and now half my soul resides in the shadow realm.


(Izuku Pov)

I just wanted to sleep.

Was that too much to ask for.

Apparently the universe said yes because I woke up 3 hours after I closed my eyes.

I can't really remember what my dream was about either.

"Yes you can, you're just repressing it. "

Oh great, the voice is back. Is this the price of craziness? A voice in the back of your head that refuses to leave.

"Go away" I mutter as I roll over and bury my face into my pillows.

"What do you expect me to do? Just move out."

I'd prefer it if you did.

"Too bad, I'm here for as long as you need me to be."

I don't need you right now. I need my 5 hours of sleep.

Please shut up and let me sleep.

"Why would I stop now that I have the attention I've sought for 6 years?"

Screw this I'm going back to bed.

This mental breakdown can wait until my brain is fully functional.

"We can't wait that long. You have to-"

BEEEEEEEEP

"…Did you just pretend to hang up on me?"

No

"You can lie to your mother, but you can't deceive yourself. Nice try dum-dum."

Did you just call me dumb! I'm a lot of things, but dumb isn't one of them!

"I know dum-dum, but we're prideful to a fault. I can push your buttons as much as I want."

I'm crazy, this confirms it.

It's either that or a deity has too much time on their hands.


"Achoo" the white haired deity sneezes while manipulating the Gem Deku Universe. She's trying to make sure IzuMomo becomes a thing.

She wants her OTP, damn it.

Izuku needs to stops being a prideful, stubborn bastard.

It's too bad she can't manipulate personalities. She's only allowed to affect the world around these people.


"I'm not leaving, you can't make me shut up either.

I decide to start singing the Barney theme song in my head. Once that song ends, I repeat it but this time I mentally scream the song.

"I stand corrected."

He didn't come back that night.


I woke up to the smell of pancakes and sausage.

That means that mom doesn't have work today.

I wish I didn't have to go to school today, Mom and I don't get to talk as much as we used to. It's honestly kind of upsetting. Mom spends most of her time working even though she doesn't need to.

I don't understand why she works, I can cover our financial needs.

"Good Morning."

"Go to hell" I mutter as I sit up.

"You can't go somewhere that doesn't exist."

I will find you and I will kill you.

"You aren't allowed to make that reference."

I'm tired of this voice already. Can I give it to somebody else? I'm sure Shoto wouldn't mind having a voice in the back of his head. Or maybe I can give him to Bakugo, that'd be an interesting mental breakdown.

I could sell tickets!


I walk out of the room and make a beeline for the kitchen. American breakfast day is my favorite day of the week. Once a week every week, my mom would cook an American meal favored by an American Pro Hero. She had started doing this once my quirk activated. This had the benefit of helping me train, needing a lot of calories to activate my quirk means I have to eat a heavy breakfast.

And who consumes more calories than the typical American teen?

It doesn't help that my Hero research led me outside of Japan's culture, kicking my desire to learn into overdrive. Now, I'm familiar with most American meals and snacks.

One day, I'll try every food in existence.

I help my mom set the table before taking a closer look at breakfast. 6 stacks of chocolate chip pancakes, a bowl full of boiled eggs ( scrambled eggs taste weird), and 2 plates full of sausage patties and sausage links.

I immediately swoop 2 stacks of pancakes onto my plate and start shoveling them into my mouth.

"How was your date?" I immediately start choking on my pancakes. What gave it away?

"The news channels, you dumbass. You were live on National television!"

Damn it, I forgot about that.

"Dum-Dum" the voice says in a sing-song voice.

Killing you will make me happier than it should.

I'm brought back to reality by my mother snapping her fingers in front of my face. I spit up the half chewed ball of pancake and wipe the spit off my mouth. Hopefully my near death experience will draw attention away from my red face.

"It was fine" trying to act oblivious would be a futile effort. Might as well get the inevitable outcome out of the way.

"My baby boy is growing up" she says before enough water to cause a flood leaves her eyes. If I didn't know any better I'd think we had an eye-based water quirk sitting in our DNA somewhere.

But that's highly unlikely. Our family is full of different telekinesis quirks and quirkless people. My grandma could only lift things with her mind, and her mom could lift, push, and pull, and her mom could do all that plus make objects bend and spin.

My granddad's branch of the family is hazy, but I'd bet my hidden pocky supply that they had earth-based quirks. He was abandoned and dropped in my maternal great grandma's orphanage as a kid because his parents thought he was quirkless. He didn't figure out that he could make and manipulate crystals until he was a college graduate with a degree in Geoscience and Gemology.

He decided to start a tradition; he wanted to make sure all of his descendants would have a decent understanding of a single crystal as a little kid, just in case his quirk resurfaced later. My mom learned about the sapphire, and I learned about the red ruby.

This might make me sound heartless, but I'm glad he was abandoned. If he had figured out his quirk earlier, what are the odds that he would have met my grandma at the orphanage and married her?

And if he became a hero, the Yaoyorozu family would have tried to swoop his quirk into their family.

That would be a crazy 'What If?' scenario. Imagine me being related to Momo. That'd be crazy.

"I want to meet Momo." My mother says abruptly.

I agree immediately; it's Momo's turn to get the overprotective parent treatment. The last time I brought a girl home, Mom traumatized her and she refused to ever come back to the house.

My phone starts to violently shake in my pocket. What is it this time? I slide the phone out of my pocket and read the news article that popped up in my notification bar.

"VILLAIN ATTACK LEAVES UPPER MUSUTAFU POWERLESS!"

Apparently, Blackout escaped prison again. This time he absorbed all of the electricity in Upper Musutafu and blew up the power plants in the process.

Wait, U.A. is in upper Musutafu!


A man with light blue hair and a disembodied hand on his face smirks at the television screen.

He begins to laugh maniacally "Operation: Blackout was a success. The U.A. barrier is powerless now!"

A man made of black mist enters the room, "Shall we initiate phase 2?"

"Yes, begin Operation: Symbol Smasher!" The other man replies as his smirk widens into a full villainous smile.