A/N: Should I be working on my HP story? Yes, yes I should. But I've been binge watching My Hero Academia and I just could not let this idea go. I had to write a fic in this world; seriously I was having dreams about it! So please be gentle, this is the first time I've written in the My Hero Academia Universe. Additionally, while I do aim to read the manga as soon as I can, I have not had the time and have only watched the anime so far (forgive me!). I love constructive criticism so please let me know how I can improve. And if you like the story please review! Truly, I'm so new to writing fanfiction in this anime that I want to know how I'm doing!
As a quick note, it does skip around time wise in the prologue here. Additionally, I tried really hard to not copy paste all the dialogue since that can be quite boring. Hopefully I did that well!
Without further ado, please enjoy the prologue of Brave Angel.
"Hikari! Pay attention, dear.
"But Grandma, Izuku and Katsuki…"
"They can wait, dear. You need to learn everything I can teach you now that your quirk has manifested. I promise you can go play when we are done."
The four year old sighed wistfully and nodded, "Yes, Grandma."
Hikari paid attention to all of the lessons her grandmother gave her about her quirk, even though she could hear shouts and laughter from her friends outside. Whenever her attention wavered, the young child was always reminded about how complex her quirk was and how she had to stay focused. What if she needed it to save her friends one day? That always snapped her right back to attention.
Hikari Anezaki would do anything for Katsuki and Izuku.
"Why are you being so mean Kacchan?"
Hikari had not arrived until after Bakugo had already left with his followers. She could hear his laughter in the distance. Shoving down disappointment in her friend, she knelt next to Midoriya.
"Izuku, are you ok?" she asked, tentatively helping him sit up. She saw him wince and then the girl started to truly examine him.
The burn was angry red in color and it brought tears to her friend's eyes.
"Don't worry, Izuku. I'll take care of you," Hikari said with a smile. Grabbing his chin, she looked him directly in the eye. Midoriya felt woozy but it passed as quickly as it came.
"We've linked, I hope that's ok Izuku."
"Linked? Richan, what do you mean?" Midoriya whimpered.
She smiled, "Now I can heal you as long as I'm in range. It's my quirk."
Eyes shining, Midoriya nodded to his friend, "That's ok with me, Richan!"
The green haired boy sighed with relief, watching as the burn was healed. He looked up at his friend only for his eyes to fill with tears.
"Richan, your arm!"
That was the day that Izuku Midoriya learned everything about his friend's quirk. And then be promptly sworn to secrecy-though when they got older, she did relent and let him write an entry in his notebook about her.
Hikari Anezaki's quirk, Angel, was passed down from her grandmother and mother. She could heal anyone she chose to link with, though it came at a price. Essentially, Hikari removed the injury from someone and transferred it to herself. Then her massive regeneration ability healed her.
His friend made him swear to keep the way she healed a secret. Along with the other aspects of her quirk: angel wings and what she called reverse healing in opponents. Midoriya called it degeneration.
As far as everyone else knew, her quirk was healing and self regeneration. And she wanted it to stay that way for a long time.
"Did you chase another fight before class, Izuku?" Hikari teased, resting her cheek in her palm casually.
A blush sprang up on his cheeks, "Well it was so interesting! A new hero, Mount Lady, appeared and it was fascinating to…"
"Shut up, nerd," Bakugo caught Midoriya's ribs with an elbow as he walked by to his desk.
"Katsuki," Hikari started, a warning in her voice.
He scoffed, "I don't want to hear from useless extras this morning."
Hikari flinched, though she was pretty sure her gruff friend didn't notice. Midoriya certainly did. He put a hand on her shoulder and gave her an encouraging smile. He was so forgiving of everyone.
"You'll make a great hero, Izuku," she finally said with a wan smile.
The blush returned with a vengeance, resulting in a deep belly laugh from Hikari. She had no idea that Katsuki Bakugo was watching them from the corner of his eye and getting very irritated.
As their teacher discussed high school, Hikari scowled. He had purposefully picked on Midoriya and called him out even though she had also applied to UA. Even their teacher was biased against the Quirkless.
"I applied too."
Bakugo's eyes snapped to her from where he was standing over Midoriya, hand smoldering on his shoulder. Red eyes narrowed, he growled, "Like you'll be any better than quirkless Deku here. Healing...what a useless quirk."
"There are more heroes than just ones that fight villains, Katsuki," she reminded him, "I'm sure healing is quite valuable in a rescue hero."
The look on Bakugo's face was unreadable as he grunted and walked to the door, "Whatever. And Deku, you know if you really wanna be a hero that badly, there might be another way. Just pray that you'll be born with a quirk in your next life...and take a swan dive off the roof of the building." He smirked at them.
The exchanged looks between Bakugo and Midoriya was the reason that Hikari was able to land a sound punch across the blonde's cheek. His cheek immediately bloomed into a purple bruise. Rounding on her, fists sparking, he paused. She had hit him so hard that it was quite clear that her hand was injured, though her regeneration quirk was quickly taking care of it from the silver lightning sparking across her skin. He really had pissed her off.
"Whatever. Let's go," Bakugo snapped to the other boys, leaving Midoriya and Hikari alone.
"Richan?" Midoriya said, only to scramble over to her, "Hey don't cry!"
"That was cruel of him, Izuku."
He gave her a weak smile, "But you still healed his cheek."
Hikari didn't answer right away. Tears flowed down the bruise that had appeared on her face, though it was slowly fading.
"He's still our friend," she finally said, "I had to. Even if he was being unnecessarily cruel. His pride blinds him." She looked over at Midoriya, wincing as she transferred the burn from his shoulder to hers. Burns were always particularly painful.
"Richan!" he complained immediately, "I was fine."
"I know," she answered with a smile, "I'm going home okay? More lessons from Grandma tonight. Be careful on your way home."
Midoriya waved as she left and shook his head, getting his bookbag together. Hikari had linked with both him and Kacchan when they were very young, so her awareness of their injuries and the range for healing them was incredible.
He blinked. He had better hurry home. Midoriya hated to cause undue pain and whenever he was hurt, Richan would always heal him.
"Oh! My notebook first!" he exclaimed aloud to himself before dashing out of the room.
"Izuku….Izuku's friend."
"Richan?!" Midoriya jumped, dropping the trash that he was carrying, "What are you doing here?"
"Trying to figure out what you've been doing for the past many months. You can't avoid me forever, Izuku."
"Richan, it's really nothing. I'm just helping to clean up the beach for a project," he said quickly, hand rubbing the back of his head.
He crossed his fingers behind his back. Midoriya never thought that his friend would seek him out and actually find him.
The silence made Toshinori shift nervously, drawing her attention.
"Is this the person you were asking about? With the five year old wound?"
The look on both of their faces was confirmation enough. Midoriya was sheepish though the man looked stunned more than anything else.
Hikari jumped off the pier to the beach next to Midoriya. Watching the man out of the corner of her eye, she gave most of her attention to her friend, "You'd think with all that we've been through, that you'd know you can't lie to me, Izuku."
Midoriya looked helplessly at All Might over her shoulder. Hikari sighed, "Let me look at your friend."
"Oh no, really that's not necessary," Toshinori stammered, hands placating, "Many experts have already helped me." The unspoken what can a mere child do rang in the silence afterwards.
"I'll decide that. Let me see."
Sensing that this stubborn teen would not relent, he lifted his shirt. To her, at least, he was just another citizen. The hero was unprepared for the calculating look in her eyes. She got close, examining the wound with a scrutiny that made him nervous.
"I can't heal it completely; it's much too old of a wound for that."
Midoriya deflated slightly, shoulders slumping just ever so that Hikari noticed and scoffed, "I didn't say I couldn't do anything." She turned to Midoriya and considered him briefly, "This man is that important to you?"
He could hear the unasked question. Was it that important that she take this wound into herself to heal this man who was unknown to her?
"Please let me tell her."
Toshinori was startled to hear the desperation in Young Midoriya's voice. This was clearly one of his best friends. It would not do to keep such a thing from the only support that he had.
"Do you trust her? She can't tell anyone," he asked quietly, taking Midoriya away from her slightly. He was impressed with how she turned her back to them to give them some privacy.
"With my life."
With that resolute answer, All Might gave his blessing to tell Hikari Anezaki everything. And tell he did.
After everything was out in the open, she looked at the hero critically, "You're All Might. That explains a lot."
And maybe it did.
"I have to link with you to heal you via eye contact," she explained. When the hero nodded, she locked eyes with him for a mere second. The woozy feeling passed through him rather quickly. As soon as he was over it, Hikari nodded to Midoriya, "Hold me steady."
Midoriya trembled, "Okay, Richan."
Toshinori felt the effect immediately; he could breathe easier. A grunt drew his eyes to the girl. Blood was staining her shirt at a rather alarming rate.
"Are you okay, Richan?" Midoriya asked, voice tight with barely controlled panic.
"Shut up, Izuku," she grunted, eyes closed as silver lightning jumped across her skin.
Toshinori knelt next to them, "Young Midoriya. What is going on?"
"Richan heals by taking someone's wound and transferring it to herself. Then her regeneration heals her," he babbled out.
"Izuku," Hikari grit out angrily.
"I can't lie to All Might, Richan!"
The tense lines in her face eased slightly as her Quirk healed her. Finally she could sit up straight without her friend's help. Eyeing the Symbol of Peace, Hikari said, "Based on everything I know, you've probably been granted an extra thirty minutes to an hour in your empowered form. It was the best I can do with how old the wound is. You should feel better in your true form and have more stamina."
"Young Anezaki, you should not have done what you did," Toshinori whispered quietly, "But I thank you."
"You can do something to repay me."
Toshinori tensed but nodded hesitantly.
"I want you to come up with a training regimen like you gave Izuku. As if you were going to give me One for All. I need to get stronger to get into UA."
Inspired by her determination and honest request, Toshinori powered up to All Might, "Of course, Young Anezaki!"
A/N: Of course she can't completely heal All Might, that would be ridiculously overpowered. I figured that Hikari simply healed it as best she could, considering the extensive damage and the age of the wound. It didn't do much except provide a level of comfort for him. Additionally, if you think that she seems a bit overpowered, I do apologize. She'll really struggle coming up, especially in training exercises so I hope you stick with it to see! :)
Please review! Let me know how I'm doing!