BEFORE YOU READ THIS CHAPTER! Some of you may notice, if you have the memory of a god, that this is the same chapter I deleted from this story about a year ago. I'm honestly not sure why I would do something like that actually. I quite like this chapter... Anyway, if you don't remember this story, then feel free to reread the first chapter. IT'S REALLY GOOD. No, but seriously, go read that chapter first.
SideNote: For the "I don't like OOC Izuku :(" That's too bad. I love you no matter what for your support, but in the end it's my story. If I say Izuku is going to be OOC, then that's what he will be. Alright, but in all seriousness, I hate saying things like that. If I could write a story catered to each and everyone of you (200 btw... :) I would. However, I can't. I still love you and hope you find a story that will bless your eyes. If not... I could take some commissions... MAYBE.
LOVE YOU ALL; THANK YOU FOR YOUR CONTINUED SUPPORT! NOW, ENJOY!
"Wake up!" shouted a grainy-sounding voice, snapping Izuku awake from his comatose-like slumber. "This sudden surge in terrorism is due to none other than the actions of the individuals themselves, not the military."
Izuku peeked through his heavy eyelids towards the source of the voice. It was a high-ranking official of the Japanese military. He looked around the room. "...hospital?" He coughed as he realized how sore his throat was.
"But, sir!" interjected one of the reporters. "Was it not the military that shot down the-"
"Deku?!" asked Katsuki, dropping his backpack onto the floor. "H-How are you awake?!" he shouted, causing a nearby nurse to peek into the room from behind him.
"What do you mean?" asked Izuku as he looked at the clock. "There's no way I'm going to let that smokey bastard keep me out for more than eight hours."
"Deku, you've been in a coma for months… 7 months."
"What?!"
They stood outside of their house as Katsuki knocked on the door. "He's shaking," noticed Katsuki. Losing seven months of one's life was sure to affect oneself.
The shaking Izuku looked towards Katsuki. "She doesn't know I'm awake yet, does she?" he asked.
"That's what he's worried about?!"
Mitsuki Bakugou opened the door. The normally pristine, and well-taken care of mother had become a disheveled mess. Her hair was more explosive and held no shape as her stained tanktop strap fell off of one of her shoulders.
"Is that you, brat?" asked the woman before her dim eyes landed on Izuku.
The beanied boy smiled at his caretaker. "Yo, Auntie!"
"I-I..." Tears poured from the woman's eyes. "ICCHAN!" she shouted, wrapping her arms around the boy, engulfing him in a massive hug. She may have the appearance of a dainty mother, but never underestimate a mother's strength when it comes to hugging one of her children (adopted or not).
"Auntie!" exclaimed Izuku. "Can't… breathe!"
"I DON'T CARE!" exclaimed the woman, dragging the boy inside and forcing him to eat everything in the house, worried that the hospital had not been feeding him enough.
"'Welcome home, Katsuki!'" exclaimed a sarcastic Bakugou, walking into the home. "Thank you, dearest mother." He smiled as he watched his brother being force-fed Takoyaki, closing the door behind him.
About an hour later, Izuku was passed out on the couch, holding his bulging stomach. "Yo, Ballon," mocked Katsuki, sitting on the couch next to the boy. "Up for a game of Smash?"
Izuku looked the boy in his eyes. "You're on!" The two boys grabbed the controllers and vigorously played the old-school hit.
Izuku then proceeded to lose 99-1. "This is bogus!" he shouted, standing up to allow the anger to fully excrete itself. "I guarantee you that if I hadn't been in that coma, the score would be different!"
"Calm down, Deku," said Katsuki. "7 months and you still have some anger problems, huh?" he laughed.
"Tsk! Whatever," began Izuku, "I'm going to go cool off." He walked towards the door, grabbing his backpack before noticing the massive hole in the bottom of it. "Damn it," he said. "I forgot all about that. She still owes me some more paint… and a new backpack."
Izuku hopped the same fence he had all those months ago, returning to the scene of the crime. "4 seconds." He silently cursed the drop in his record. He then saw it: the red, white, and blue unfinished tag he had thrown up all those months ago. "Did you miss me, sweetie?" he asked the wall.
"I sure did," said an ominous voice from behind the boy. Izuku turned, recognizing the man as the bat-quirked villain that had him at his mercy seven months ago. "I was hoping to find you here one day, to finish what we started." Before the boy could move, he was met with a sonic scream, blasting him against the wall.
"C'mon, body!" shouted Izuku. "Move!"
"It's no-!" The man yelled, raising his fist and sending it forward towards the boy. Izuku closed his eyes and halted his breathing to brace for the impact.
He waited, and waited before opening his eyes. The world had fallen into darkness and silence befell the boy's ears. "What's happening?" he wondered before realizing that he was able to freely move around the air and ground. "Am- Am I dead?"
He soon felt a sharp pain in his chest, realizing he had been holding his breath this entire time. "Ow!" he exhaled.
"-Use!" shouted the villain, his fist flying into the brick wall. "What the hell?!" he shouted, wincing in pain.
He heard a thud behind him. He turned to face the source, realizing the boy had fallen face-first onto the ground, clutching his chest. He growled as he kicked. "Die!" he shouted, sending his foot towards the boy's face.
His foot followed through, landing into the dumpster that was behind Izuku. Nothing but a small fog of black smoke was left in the boy's wake. "Dammit!" he yelled. "Decided to use your quirk this time, huh?! Well, you're still no match for me!"
"My 'quirk?'" thought Izuku. "This can't be happening. I'm not supposed to have a quirk." He was getting used to dodging the man's attacks, noticing that he could not dash to somewhere he wasn't able to see beforehand. "But what else could this power be?"
Caught up in his train of thought, Izuku missed the next attack, receiving the blow to the gut. It didn't hurt as bad as he remembered it hurting those seven months ago. He pushed through the pain, looking the villain in his maniacal eyes.
He felt his anger well up inside of his chest, around his heart before pushing it to his hand. Smoke seemed to gather around his hand before he sent it forwards, right into the man's cheek. The impact resounded throughout the alleyway before the man was sent flying backward and into the street, right through the fence, Izuku had previously hopped over. "I- I have a quirk!"
"Dammit!" swore Izuku, knowing that this would give him a lot of attention. "I don't want a quirk! That's just going to make people think that they know me."
"I can't tell anyone about this..."
Time passed as Izuku adjusted to his new powers, deciding that if he didn't want a repeat of not being able to stand up for himself, he would need to train his quirk in secret. Knowing the perfect place to train, he headed for Dagobah Municipal Beach Park and began his intensive training for two months.
After developing his quirk for those two months, he received a letter in the mail. The letter contained a thumb drive and a piece of paper. "Contained on this thumb drive is a compilation of video recordings consisting of you using your quirk in public, which is in violation of public quirk restrictions..."
Izuku scoffed as he read the letter. "Someone's been filming me training?!"
"I have a copy of that thumb drive which I will present to the police..."
"Who the hell does this guy think he is?!" exclaimed Izuku. He calmed himself as, out of the corner of his eye, he was able to see the word, "Unless."
"'...Unless you come and participate in the U.A. Entrance Exams on February 26th'"
"Dammit!" he exclaimed as he crumpled the letter. "I knew I should've picked a better place to train than Dagobah. Now I have to participate in the Entrance Exam. I can't become a hero… do you know how stressful that would be?"
"Unless… I don't participate in the exams, but I don't want to go to jail. I'm going to have to participate, although..." A smile crossed the boy's face. "They never said I had to earn any points."
Another month had passed, resulting in Izuku ending up being forced to attend the UA Entrance Exam. As the morning time rolled around, Izuku said good luck to Katsuki, who was still unaware of his current circumstances. After Katsuki had left, Izuku told Mitsuki that he would be back soon and left as well.
Having snuck into the high school, doing his best to avoid Katsuki, he was lucky enough to not be sat next to the boy during the written exam. After making sure to pick the wrong answer on every problem, he was then guided to Ground Beta for the practical exam.
Ground Beta was a massive cityscape that was modeled after Downtown Musutafu and used for training for the students of the prestigious hero academy.
There were four different robots that covered the arena. The 1-3 pointers allotted their amount of points towards their conqueror. However, there was also a zero-point robot, which, unlike its counterparts, didn't give any points, but eliminated all of the points held by the person who defeats it.
"I'm just gonna have to run," said Izuku, muttering to himself about the plan. "If I run, then I won't be in any danger of scoring."
"Excuse me!" shouted a voice from behind Izuku, grabbing him by the shoulder. "Are you talking about running?! What kind of hero would run from a villain?"
Izuku sighed, "Firstly, I don't even want to be here. I was black-mailed into coming by someone I assume is a teacher or a higher-up here." He then looked the man up and down before pointing towards his calves. "Secondly, isn't that what your quirk is for? Iida?"
"Ahem!" coughed the boy. "I see you're familiar with my family," he said, pushing his glasses up with his free hand. "If you don't plan on trying, then I'll have to ask you to stay out of the way of others."
"That's the plan, Stan," said Izuku, reaching to grab the boy's hand and move it from his shoulder. As soon as the two boys made contact, a stream of metal shards, wind streaks, and small streams of smoke emerged from Iida before making their way up Izuku's arm. He quickly ripped his arm away as soon as he could. "What the hell man?!"
"I- I should be asking the same of you! Using your quirk to sabotage me, are you?! I will report this to the teachers as soon as possible!" exclaimed Iida. "Consider yourself lucky that my engines seem to be completely normal. I suppose whatever it was that you tried failed."
"Me… I- I thought that was you!"
"START!" shouted the voice of Present Mic as it boomed through the speakers around the area. Suddenly, the doors to the arena began to open as Izuku wasted no time running into the arena. "Woah, am- am I faster?" he wondered as he darted towards a nearby building, hoping to make his way to the roof. Although, it appeared that some of the buildings were blocked off during the exam.
"There's gotta be a way in somewhere..." he maneuvered around the building before his eyes landed on a vent that was sucking in air from outside. "They even have active ventilation shafts here? What is this place, man?"
He quickly smoke-dashed into the vent before traveling through the shaft and emerging on the roof. "I'm so glad I discovered I could do that." He pulled out his phone and began relaxing as the rest of the examinees fought bravely to earn their spot at UA.
"There's only about five minutes left," said a thinner blonde man as he looked towards the screen with the sleeping boy on a roof. "I don't think that boy wants to be a hero."
"Well," sighed another, tired-looking man. "If he doesn't want to go to the robots, then what do you say the robots go to him?"
"Very good idea, Aizawa," said a small rodent-like creature. "Let's see if this'll wake him up." The creature lifted a glass cover, exposing a red button before quickly pressing it.
Izuku jolted awake as the ground began to shake violently, so violently that the building below him began to crumble away. He quickly dashed towards another rooftop, quickly escaping death. He heard screaming from the streets below. As he peeked over, he watched the examinees running away from his direction. "A-Are they running from the building falling?"
It was then that he saw a girl trapped under some rubble. The massive fog from the building falling surrounded her. A massive shadow emerged from the fog as the figure of the zero-pointer emerged.
"Oh, God… Somebody please…!" shouted the girl. Izuku crouched down to the ground, smoke rising from around him, flooding his body as it emerged from his eyes. He was launched into the air, about 100 feet above the robot (31m).
Three trails of smoke spiraled above the robot's massive frame. "I've been waiting to use this one," said Izuku, the three trails of smoke combined to form the boy before he flipped in the air and began propelling himself towards the robot.
The boy, charged with smoke and momentum obliterated the robot upon contact, leaving nothing but shards of metal and a massive cloud of ash in the immediate vicinity. He then dashed towards the girl under the rubble. "Are you okay?" he asked, blasting the rubble.
"Y-Yeah, thank you…," she said, shyly. "What about all of your points? Now you won't have enough to make it in!"
"Oh well," said Izuku, snapping his fingers in defeat. "I guess it just wasn't meant to be..." He feigned sadness before walking towards the exit as soon as Present Mic announced the end of the exam.
Izuku had failed, and he was ecstatic.
AN: If there are any continuity errors in the future, this is the chapter that causes it LOL. However, considering that it's only chapter 2, I doubt that there will be any... but you never know.