Izuku Midoriya had always loved heroes. From the moment he could actually think, he remembered adoring and admiring heroes. All heroes, from the tales of Heroes dressed in spandex from the Pre-Quirk world, to heroes in the very real and modern era. His favorite one fo all time, however, was All Might. All Might; The symbol of Peace. All Might; The definition of a hero. All Might; Justice Incarnate. Izuku, for as long as he could remember, wanted to be a hero just like All Might. He wanted to be a hero- No! THE Hero! His dreams, however, would come to an end after a visit to the Doctor's Office revealed something that made his Heart stop.
"He's quickless," The Doctor's said. The words echoed throughout Izuku's mind, and he found himself failing to remember much at all, after that. The rest of the visit, the ride home, hell, even the next few months were a blur. During that time, he'd been introduced to what loneliness felt like. After being diagnosed as being quirkless, the other kids actively avoided him, Kacchan included. That hurt him more than anything. Kacchan, Katsuki Bakugo, his best friend, seemed to stick with him for a bit, before a sudden twist in his behavior happened, and he was alone. The next year or two after, he failed at making friends, or anything on quirks, though he was updating a few journals he had on others' quirks. His most recent one, Hero Journal #5, even had sketches of the heroes and classmates who the quirks were owned by. Izuku may not have be special when it came to quirks, but the boy could draw well, even at eight years old. It wasn't put up on a museum wall good, but it was good.
Izuku would be alone for a bit, before he asked to be enrolled into a dojo. The young boy still wanted to be a hero, against all odds. His mother, Inko, tried to avoid the topic, still not knowing what to do. Her motherly instincts were conflicted. On one hand, he could learn self defense at the least. On the other, he could get hurt. It took Izuku nearly 4 months to convince her. The Dojo was a good choice, in the long run. Not only did he learn martial arts, or start to, (he knew self defense, at least), but he had finally made a friend. Her name was Itsuka Kendo. Her quirk was increasing the size of her hands, which Izuku found awesome and amazing. She had earned herself a spot in Hero Journal #6.
Time passed again, and it led to a moment, a single moment, that changed everything for Izuku. He hadn't noticed the car barreling down the road, but he did notice the fact that something hit him.. and twisted it's form around him. The car, which had a totaled front courtesy of Izuku, stopped in place, the driver looking panicked and scrambling out of his car. Inko had finally managed to grab her son, pulling him out of the road, and pulling her into him, the mother crying a river as she thought her son had been a goner. Izuku, however, wasn't feeling sad, or angry, or anything. In fact… he had felt ELATED! When they had gotten home, the boy had been freaking out, and wondering what else he could do. He would find out over the course of a year or so that everything was amplified. His speed, his strength, his sight, and he could have sworn he flew or at least hovered at one point. Itsuka, of course, found out when they were play fighting. She attempting to punch him, and immediately regret it as her hand's nerves began to blare with pain. After that though, she was just as elated for Izuku as he had been when he found out.
Over the course of the next few years, Izuku had become more confident. He could still be incredibly awkward at times, as no matter how much more confident he became, he was still Izuku. And Izuku was an awkward, and kind hearted kid. He hadn't made any friends, as the kids still believed he didn't have a quirk, or just couldn't move past how he was quirkless. The reason why no one believed him was because of the fact that he didn't care to show it off, unless the situation called for it, which was never. Itsuka had long moved away by now, though they kept in contact, Izuku excitedly writing down any new information about her quirk, and he helping him experiment with his own quirk. So far, he could lift about 300 kilograms of weight, and could reach a top speed of 80 kilometers per hour. He had still not made progress of flying, but he could jump high into the air, something that, to Izuku, was just as good for the moment.
At the age of 13, Deku had begun to train his body, pushing it higher and higher. At one point, he had discovered a new ability when his vision went red and beams shot out of his eyes. He hadn't been expecting it, and immediately closed his eyes, rapidly blinking. It was gone. No matter how much he tried to do it again, it didn't come back. Izuku would add 'Second Quirk: Laser eyes??' to his own entry that day. He didn't even know it was possible to have a second quirk, but he had already begun to think it was possible, after he swore he hovered over a staircase for a second before dropping down.
At the age of 16, the present day, Izuku had barely made it to school on time, too busy writing down the newest pro hero's quirks, possible weaknesses, limitations, etc. He sat down in his seat, minding his own business for most of the class. Izuku Midoriya was not a body builder, but his body was a masterpiece. His clothing stuck tight to his figure, while not hugging it, but it was enough to show the fact that the boy was fit. He stood at a comfortable six foot, his green eyes seeming to sparkle. He had bangs, but one stood out in particular. A rather wispy S curl, right on the center. Izuku had given up long ago to get rid of it.
"Since you're all third years, it's time for you to think seriously about your future," His instructor began, looking out towards the class, "I'll pass out handouts for your future plans now, but…" The Instructor snatched his own desk rather violently, "Pretty much planning to go into the hero course, right?" The Instructor threw his own papers behind him, sounding rather joyful with that last bit.
The students all yelled yes, all showing off their quirks because they had the opportunity to. Izuku kept his head down, putting the finishing touches on his sketch of Mount Lady for her hero entry.
The teacher attempted to reason with the children, saying how as cool as their quirks were, it was against school rules to use them.
"Teach.." Began a new voice, a red eyed boy shifting his view from the ceiling to the teacher in question, "Don't lump us all in the same group. I'm not gonna stuck at the bottom with the rest of these rejects!"
His name was Katsuki Bakugo. And he was immediately ganged up on by the rest of the class, exclaiming how unnecessary that really was. Balugo panicked slightly, "You all should shit up like the extras you are!"
The Teacher, seeing a chance, spoke out.
"Oh, if I remember correctly, you want to go to U.A. High, right, Bakugo?" He read it off a paper, and the rest of the class sounded surprised, muttering things about how prestigious it really was. Bakugo began to fix himself in his seat, jumping up into his desk.
"That's exactly why you all are extras.. I aced the mock test! I'm the only one at this school who could possibly get into U.A." A new fire lit in the violent teenager's eyes, "I'll definitely surpass All Might and become the top hero!" He clenched his fist and threw into the air with this proclamation.
The teacher continued, unphased by Bakugo's behavior.
"Oh yeah, Midoriya wanted to go to U.A. too, right?"
…
The students looked at Deku for a good long moment, before murmurs of agreement went throughout the room. The only one who didn't agree was Bakugo, who stated his opinion rather loudly. He slammed his hands into Midoriya's desk, Izuku only slightly backing away.
"What?! You?! What chance do you have?!" Bakugo shouted loudly, before standing up straight, "You have no chance! You're below the rejects! You're Quirkless!" The class began to quietly murmur, wondering just how Bakugo didn't know. Then, the bell rang. Bakugo backed off for a moment, before backing off completely.
It hurt Bakugo to say that. It had been hurting for years. But.. He had to try and deter him from being a hero. Not for Bakugo's sake, but for his own. But he wasn't winning this battle. He walked out of the classroom after grabbing his things, scoffing in Izuku's direction again before completely walking out of the classroom. He didn't feel like trying to deter Izuku anymore, at the moment.
Izuku thanked whatever god he had watching over him for making Bakugo go away, packing up his stuff, and holding onto Hero Journal #13. He walked out of his class, taking his phone out of his pocket and seeing a message from Itsuka. He smiled as he opened the text, seeing what she had said.
Itsuka: founda new thing I can do with my quirk.
Izuku raised an eyebrow, not expecting that. He'd have to find his older journal again, as she hadn't found anything new with her quirk in a long time, other than the fact that with the increased mass, she could lift heavier things.
Izuku: Oh?
Itsuka: yeah! i can control how big my hands become, and which parts actually grow. The last part isn't very helpful.
Izuku: Nono, that's very helpful!
Izuku, being the fanatic of quirks he was, would grab any information he could.
Itsuka: oh okay. i got homework to do, so.. bye!
Izuku: Bye!
Izuku pocketed his phone, his brain having auto-piloted him thus far. He came across the tunnel he used when going home. Going through it, he thought he saw nothing. Okay, maybe he saw something but thought it was a ra—
Izuku turned around to find anything BUT a rat. A sludge monster formed in front of him, and his eyes went wide.
"A Villain?!" Midoriya, while living a world centered around heroes and villains, had never actually come across either. Well, this close, anyways.
"A medium sized invisibility cloak…" The Villain spoke, his voice distorted, before launching itself towards him.
Izuku's eyes went wide as he threw himself to the side, his quirk's speed coming in handy, and his Hero Joural #13 being thrown to the side. The Villain's rather large smile became even bigger.
"And with speed, too!"
Izuku's body went onto auto-pilot, dodging the attacks while testing out things. Like punches. They were ineffective.
The manhole cover would fly up, and a rather big figure would emerge from if. The Villain stiffened up, looking at the figure with a glint of fear.
All Might would stand, seeing the villain, and a.. schoolboy. A rather mature looking schoolboy, too. He focused on the villain. He stamped a foot down, power radiating from it.
"It's fine now, young man… I am here!" All Might would toss a bag was carrying to the side. Izuku blinked, not expecting that. Actually, he wasn't expecting any of this. His mouth gaped open at the sight of All Might.
"All might…" He breathed, his eyes wide with surprise. The next thing Izuku knew, All Might and the Villain engaged in a fight, it ending very quicky with All Might pulling back his fist and yelling out his attack, "TEXAS SMASH!" It barely even connected with him, connecting with the air, and the sludge villain exploded, knocked unconscious. At least, he thinks so? He didn't really know.
He blinked for a few moments. All Might looked at the young man, worried. Was he okay? Was he too late?? He took a step towards him.
"Young man? Are yo—" He was interrupted by Midoriya releasing years of pent up fanboyism upon him.
"AAAAAAAAAAHAHAAAA!" He rushed towards him, his Hero Journal somehow being picked up in the process. He opened his Journal up, his eyes gleaming with excitement, "You're All Might, the number one hero! C-Could you sign this??" Yes, Midoriya had failed miserably at suppressing his fan boy side. All Might laughed loudly, grabbing the notebook and reaching into his pocket, getting a marker, and signing it before handing it back to the young man.
"Yes, yes, I know who I am. But who are you?" All Might asked inbetween laughs. He was impressed by the boy, seeing as he had managed to hold his own against the Sludge villain. … If you called dodging holding your own.
"M-my name? I'm Izuku Midoriya!" Izuku said excitedly. At least he had stopped vibrating in place, though.
"Well, Young Midoriya, I have to thank you for your help today! Since you distracted him, I was able to end the fight!" The Number One hero would tell the young man before him, before he went through his bag and took out a few bottles of soda, and chugged them, before proceeding to contain the sludge into the bottles. Midoriya was just.. standing there, his eyes sparkling more than usual. He met All Might..!
After a few quiet moments passed by, All Might walked back up to Young Midoriya. He held up a bottle, before putting it in his pocket, "Well, I have to bring him to the police station. I hope you stay safe, Young Midoriya," Izuku nodded, and All Might began to emit steam. Oh shit. All Might laughed as he crouched down, into a jumping position.
"Good bye!" He would say, before launching himself into the air. Izuku stood there, wondering if this was a dream or not. He pinched himself and found out it was not a dream, wincing, wondering why he pinched so hard.
Elsewhere.. it appeared All Might had not secured the bottle as well as he had thought.. it slipping out of his pocket and falling to the street below…
Note: Hello, new world! This my first ever actual fanfic, so.. I hope you guys like it. Feedback is always appreciated. This is essentially a premise of "What if Deku had Kryptonian DNA?" Will Izuku become OP? Probably. Shippings? No clue, might just stick with the good ol' "Harem tactic" because honestly I enjoy the different ships way too much to make a decisive decision. (yes i really just said that. yes i'm leaving it here.) As for Crossovers other than the obvious fact that DC is here, they may happen. Mostly because with a world like My Hero Academia, there is a lot of potential for crossovers. Anyways, Point is; Hello, I'm new, and i hope you guys enjoyed!