Standing outside the school, if you were to tell me that it was a school, I would have said 'no, it's a luxury prison' or a really high-end business building. It does not look like a school. I get that it is the top hero school in Japan, but damn.
Wait. Why is my dumbass with nothing but a quirk I have never used before trying for UA? I get I am not a logical person, but jeez. If I get in, it is purely by luck. Nothing else.
I see so many kids with different school uniforms going in with emotions ranging from shitting to way too confident. I'm in the middle. I'm nervous because I have to figure my life out within the next 5 minutes or so, and confident because I know there is going to be one student worst than me. As long as I am not the worst, I am good.
It might help to go in, huh?
I start approaching the entryway when, for some reason, I trip on literally nothing. That's how it's going to be, eh?
Before I can break my nose, I feel a hand slap my back, and I am suddenly weightless. This is an interesting quirk. A physical contact gravity quirk. It's safe to say that all five fingers have to touch because there are a lot of quirks like that. Did their quick go through the clothing or is are they only floating my clothes? Can they make items heavy? Can they move the object-
A young girl's voice breaks me from my mindset, " I hope you don't mind me using me quick! I just didn't want you to have bad luck before the exam!" Wait, a girl saved me? A girl is talking to me? This is the most impressive thing since All Might made it rain! It does not stop me from being who I am, though.
"No problemo! Thanks for the pick-me-up!" I say with my signature enthusiasm. I hear her giggle.
"You're welcome! I'm about to drop you so fair warning! Release!" I am dropped on the dirty concrete, but it is certainly better than making out with it. I get up quickly to look at the girl. Overall, she doesn't look to be anything special. She has round brown eyes and face, brown bob for hair, and round pink cheeks that stand out.
"That's a cool quirk there. Definitely useful for rescue work for lifting debris or maybe lifting injured body parts so they aren't weighed down," I muse to the girl. The eyes widen.
"Thanks! I would love to talk, but I got to get going. Good luck on the exam!" She says as she runs off before I can say another word. RIP. I hope I see her again before she gets out of here, then.
With that, I head in to do the academic part of the exam.
Yeah, my confidence has plummeted like my mental health from that exam. I don't think I failed it, but I am certainly not satisfied with it. Maybe that's the point of it, but I hate it either way.
It's time for the practical part!
You would think that some research would allow you to know what it is all about, but that's false. There is nothing online about the practical exams besides the fact that they exist and that it is a physical exam that allows quirk use. That's it. I am going in with a blind eye, so I have to adapt to whatever is thrown at me.
Adaptability is survivability, after all!
You may be wondering how they keep this information from future students. That's relatively simple; make them sign an agreement stating they will not spread any information about the test unless they want to be disqualified or expelled from UA! You can talk about it with current UA students, but you can't with future students.
We are all shoved into an auditorium where I seated beside Kacchan. This is going to be great! Note the sarcasm.
"What are you doing here, Deku?" Kacchan asks in an inside voice that I didn't know what possible! He must be on his best behavior so he can get into UA!
"I'm here to make a Tik Tok at the practical exam!" I would like to mention that even though you get to keep your phone, this is also not allowed. I got to cover up somehow! Kacchan scoffs as he faces the stage to ignore me. Rude but whatever.
Then, the star brighter than the goddamn show walks in center stage!
Present Mic is here to make my day, "HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO EVERYBODY! CAN I GET A YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH?!" YES, YOU FUCKING CAN, YOU GODDAMN BEAST!
"YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I scream at the top of my lungs. Only to find everyone looking at me like I am a psycho because I am the only one screaming.
Now that's god damn disrespectful. If Present Mic wants us to say yeah, we say yeah!
Yeah, I am a decent-sized fan of him.
Present Mic offers me a board smile from the distance with a thumbs-up, "Thank you very much, little listener! Everyone else, we'll see if you can improve! Now, I am your host Present Mic, and I'm here to explain to you the rules of the practical exams!" It's fucking amazing that he uses Mario art as visuals to explain the practical exams. Since it's long, I'll summarize it for you.
Destroy robots for points. The more difficult the robot, the more points you get. Oddly enough, Present Mic doesn't mention it, but there is a deactivation button on the leg of the robots. It's only in the pamphlet they give us. Thinking about it, deactivating them is probably the way to go as it would prevent the least amount of collateral damage and protect other students from harm. It's probably meant to give people with nonphysical quirks (or not quirks at all) a chance as you can't bring in anything into the arena besides yourself and clothes without special permission.
Special permission is a bitch.
However, I have a theory. I'm not going to be testing it, but it's a theory I am sure is true.
Isn't it odd that a hero school test is only focusing on how to defeat villains? Don't heroes help people? I believe there is a hidden system that gives points if you save people. Kids don't know how to use their quirk in a conservative way, so there are bound to be some injuries. The point is to see who would help those people that got the wrong side of the bullet. If they said it at the beginning, people wouldn't help out of the goodness of their hearts. They would help only for their points.
But that's only a theory! A film theory!
I'll probably see if I am right or not later.
"I believe there is a mistake on this! You said there are three robots, but there are only four listed on the pamphlet. If this is a mistake, this is highly immature for a school such as UA! AND YOU!"
Suddenly, this asshole is turning around and looking at me!-
Wait, doesn't that look like someone from the Iida family? The family of cars? If this is, then I have no idea where this kid's personality came from because Ingenium and other members are pretty chill. Must be somewhere else in the line. I mean, blue hair, square face, looks similar to Ingenium with glasses so I am going to assume this is a little bro. Oh boy.
The entitled kid continues, "YOU HAVE NOT BEEN PAYING ATTENTION AT ALL! IF YOU DON'T CARE FOR THIS, YOU CAN LEAVE NOW!"
Oh boy, this boy attacked the wrong person, "I mean, I don't care for your unreasonable shouting, so does that count for a reason to leave? Otherwise, I am staying because I am here for the same reason as you. In my defense, I was reading from the pamphlet while listening to Present Mic so that I can see and hear at the same time! Impressive, right?! In addition, Present Mic was probably about to explain the fourth robot as it gives zero points, so it is probably there for a different reason compared to the bots worth points. With that out of the way, can you sit down? Please and thank you! Present Mic, you may keep going, my good sir!"
The brat sits down, stunned at how I literally talked about to him. Bitch, I ain't a pushover.
There is tension in the air, but Present Mic quickly gets rid of it, "Thank you, and the little listener is right! That bot is worth zero points, so there is no reason to go after it. Everyone can now start heading to their arenas! Before you go, can I get another YEEEEEEEEEEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH?!"
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH- ACK!" Welp, time to rest my voicebox for the rest of the day! Too bad nobody joined me. Bastards.
"Thank you again, little listener! Be careful with that throat of yours!" I offering Present Mic a thumbs-up as I head to the bus to go to the arena.
I'm just happy I'm not with Kacchan.
Apparently, each stage happens one at a time, so some of us have to wait while others get to destroy their hopes and dreams.
While I am waiting for my turn, now would be a good time to tell you about the game plan!
So at this point, I should have Yagi's quirk by now. If I don't, I'm fucked for a reason you would not think.
You see, Yagi is an idiot for many reasons, but this might be the biggest fuck-up yet; he did not tell me how to reveal the quirk, and that's extremely dangerous for me legally if I decide to just use it willy-nilly. If I suddenly have a quirk and using it easily, and people think that I have had the quirk for a while, my mom and I could be arrested for not registering my quirk. That would RUIN my chances of getting into UA.
I have to reveal it at the right moment. Thankfully, I found a way to reveal it that won't get me arrested. You see, most quirks are revealed at four. However, not all quirks. Some quirks appear sooner or later through trauma. Think of it as an emergency switch in your body that will save you because that's what I'm basically describing.
The plan is to get into such a dangerous situation that would be considered trauma-inducing and revealing the quirk then. The idea is risky AF because it could get me killed or the opportunity would not show up at all. However, that's the only way I could find to make this work. Otherwise, if I manage to get into UA somehow without using a quirk, I will have to be quirkless until the perfect time arrives. That means more time wasted not training it, so it needs to work.
THANKS, YAGI! I AM HAVING TO GIVE MYSELF TRAUMA TO USE YOUR DAMN QUIRK!
That's only part of the plan. I still have to get points for this, but I have an idea. It depends if I can get it to work.
With that out of the way, it is finally time to get to the arena! As it turns out, it is a city, so collateral damage is going to look like Endeavor just went through. However, that would give most people an advantage, whether it be the streets for room or alleyways limit the robot's movement. Even if someone does not have a clear advantage, with the amount of debris, someone could easily start throwing that shit at robots to knock them down.
Yeah, I expect that much damage. There are no limitations on it, so why should they worry?
We arrive just outside of the city, and while everyone goes in front of the gate, I zoom off to see if I can find what I am looking for. I estimate I only have a minute, so the thing better be nearby.
FOUND IT!
You know, Yagi did teach me one thing.
I walk in front of the item, open it up, and pull out the desired goods.
He taught me how to throw filled garbage bags! Actually, kind of false. I just happened to throw them at him when he was annoying, and I got good at it! It may be stinky, but damn does it make a good weapon! The stinkiness just adds the little bit of sugar I need to the attack.
Horrible comparison, but oh well!
AND UA CAN'T STOP ME BECAUSE IT IS TECHNICALLY ON THEIR PROPERTY, SO SUCK IT UA!
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! THIS IS IRRESPONSIBLE AND DISRESPECTFUL TO UA!" Oh shit, the entitled kid is back. I really need a name for him. Or not, but I really want a name so same thing.
"I mean, there is nothing in the rules against this. For all you know, I could be the trash boy taking it to the correct place!" I sass while I throw two large trashbags over each shoulder. Actually, that is so accurate to me that it is not even funny.
If my hero name does not end up being All Trash or something stupid like that, I am asking God for a refund for my life because it ain't worth it, especially after Yagi's traumatic explanation of how to use his damn quirk. I'm never recovering from that. If I didn't need therapy before for some reason, I need it now because of the man.
Wait, I'm having to go into a traumatic experience so that my quirk looks like it appeared naturally. Does that mean UA is liable to provide me the long-needed therapy? Actually, I shouldn't be wondering this when I need to actually go through the traumatic experience first.
Before the boy gets a chance to continue, the gate to the arena starts to lift. Wait, did it start already?! SHIT!
ZOOM ZOOM ZOOM, YOU GOD DAMN SHORTY-ASS LEGS!
WAIT, WHY ISN'T ANYONE ELSE MOVING?! WELL, FUCK THEM, I'M ALREADY IN! UA CAN DOCK POINTS OR WHATEVER!
"WHAT ARE YOU ALL WAITING FOR?! THERE IS NO COUNT-DOWN IN A REAL BATTLE! THE LITTLE LISTENER HAS GOT THE RIGHT IDEA!" Present Mic yells.
I want to cry in a good way. If Present Mic wasn't my favorite hero before, he is now! I should get him a gift basket or something as thanks because he is amazing. It will look suspicious, but I'll try to make it less suspicious somehow.
What am I doing again?
CRASH!
Oh right, practical exams!
Now that I'm on the actual field, I immediately head for the alleyways. I am very well aware that most kids will probably stick to the main streets because that's where most of the robots probably are, but logically, more robots should be in the alleyways. Besides, I'm not willing to risk my life getting exploded or whatever by careless kids. That also means more points for me!
I might be able to find trash in the alleyways, but I don't know how replicated this city is.
Suddenly, I find myself in front of a one-pointer, and holy shit is it big. It's five times my size at least, but that's not what has got me excited.
It has a singular wheel. That wheel is a weak point if you ignore the fact that you can easily be run over by it. Why?
Watch and learn.
The one-pointer catches me in its sight and immediately starts rolling towards me. Using my bodyweight for momentum, I swing the trashbag towards its wheel. When the robot runs it over, it crashes to the ground. I don't waste fucking time when I run over to it and press the button to deactivate it.
I GOT ONE POINT! THAT'S BETTER THAN I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DO! LET'S GO!
Since I assume you don't want to hear my thoughts on whatever the fuck I think about in my messed-up head, I'm just going to tell you the juicy shit.
As it turns out, there are no other garbage bags, so after using the second bag, I am left with no trash. Then, my dumbass decides to rip some paneling off the deactivated robots for an attempt at a weapon.
Making my life worst, 2 and 3-pointer hoes fly. That's not good for me, who has been attacking wheels. I could have run, but I decide to attempt to throw the panel I have at the time at the eye of one. It cracks the glass, but it doesn't stop it. GREAT!
Yeah, I take my deal and run to deal with one-pointers only.
At this point, I only have five points. Something tells me that isn't enough. I could save people, but it is such a dangerous situation even for me that the points aren't worth it if I am going to disable myself.
Suddenly, I hear screaming from multiple people. As a grade-A dumbass, I run towards the noise and-
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
Our tax money is going towards huge-ass robots the size of fucking office buildings! WHAT THE FUCK, UA?! THIS IS BULL SHIT!
Yes, the goddamn 0-pointer is here.
I am about to join the runners when I notice something goddamn sickening: the anti-gravity girl from earlier is stuck in the wreckage that the zero-pointer is approaching. At this point, I don't think it will notice her even if it had sensory at its feet as she is under the shit.
"GUYS, THERE IS A GIRL STUCK IN THERE!" I scream, pissed at the pussies running, but I don't hear their response as I start running towards her.
I don't need a calculator to realize that I might not be able to lift the shit off of her, and she probably already overused her quirk.
I move.
One moment I am on the ground running. The next moment, I am in the air, punching its goddamn face to the point that it destroys it and makes it fall backward away from her. Thank fuck.
Well, for a second. I feel myself falling towards the ground, and I can't feel my legs or my punching arm.
Fuck fuck fuck, think Izuku! If you extend your working arm, your arm might be fucked, but I might still be alive. However, I don't think my arm can take all the force.
Not like I have a goddamn choice.
I extend my working arm for landing-
SLAP!
I feel a small sting on my cheek.
An inch off the ground, I am floating.
"R-release," The girl mutters as I flop onto the ground like a fish.
Disregarding myself because I don't want any idea of the state I am in, I ask, "Are you okay?"
I hear her getting sick. I can hear a soft 'yeah' before she gets back to it. It must be a consequence of her quirk.
Thank fuck she is okay. However, everyone else can fuck themselves with a nail for doing nothing!
Well, time to assess the damage.
I lift my head for a moment to face the bitch arm. I nearly get sick at the sight.
WHY IS IT FUCKING PURPLE ANG MANGLED?! IS IT BROKEN?! LIKE, YEAH, IT'S PAINFUL, BUT I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST A BROKEN ARM! THE BONE IS PROBABLY INTO PIECES!
Wait, so my legs are in the same-
Yagi. What have you gotten me into, and how in the fuck am I going to get out?
"Oh, you poor dear," I hear from an old lady. I look up to see a goddess; Recovery Girl. A woman who can heal a lot, but she saps away your energy to heal it.
I don't even stop myself from asking, "Is this even possible to heal, Recovery Girl? I'm pretty sure my limbs are gone pecan."
"See for yourself, dear, " I feel a kiss (forgot about that. yucky.) on my forehead and the pain disappear. Hesitantly, I start to move to realize she completely healed me.
"Holy fucking shit, you're a goddess, " Yeah, I should have watched my language because she whacks me in the head as I stand up. And damn can she land a hit!
"Language, young man! However, I do appreciate the compliment."
"You probably need them more often. Your quirk is OP. You deserve respect because you hit and heal hard. "
"OP? I don't understand your kid's language, but you don't need to flatter me so much, dear. Now, take a gummy and start heading back. It should give you some energy back, but it is not a replacement for sleep!" Recovery Girl explains as she hands me gummy bears. I take them without hesitation.
"Thank you!" I exclaim as I start to leave.
"Hold it right there, mister! I need to make sure everything healed correctly! I have something to talk to you about, anyway." Fuck, what did I do already?
After Recovery Girl passes out energy gummies, she forces me to follow her back to the main UA building, and it is still huge.
When we enter her office, the tea drops the moment she closes the door, "So you're All Might's successor, dear?"
"Oh, so you know?!" I ask the enthusiasm. I forgot to mention this, but right before I left, Yagi told me to shut the fuck up about me having his quirk. Self-control is a bitch because you have no idea how much I want to shove it in Kacchan's face.
Recovery Girl chuckles at my enthusiasm, "I am his personal doctor, so I have to know eventually. He can't go to anybody else unless he wants to reveal his secret more. He has told me a lot about you."
"I would ask, but I'm pretty sure it's him questioning his life choices for why he chose me."
"It's more genuine and nice than that. He doesn't regret his choice, dear. Now come here so I can x-ray you." Grumbling to myself, I go in front of the x-ray.
"He is kind of oblivious, huh? Wait, how long have you known him for?"
"Since he first came to UA. Is something on your mind?" Recovery Girl signals for me to come out as I run my mouth.
"No offense, but he is a terrible teacher. If you have known him for a while, I was wondering if you had any insights on his quirk. Like, did he destroy his limbs as I did and stuff like that?"
Recovery Girl hums as she takes a moment to remember, "All Might never had that problem as far as I know. If you have any questions, I can answer them the best I can. On another topic, your bones seem completely fine if not possibly more fragile. You will need to get a handle on that quirk."
"No sh-crap. All Might told me to clench my buttcheeks and yell smash, so I don't think he will be that much help."
Recovery Girl facepalms, "I'll whack him for you next time I see him. He really is an idiot."
"Holy smokes, you call him idiot too?!" Recovery Girl might be cooler than I thought.
"You shouldn't be, but sometimes, I can't help it. He's reckless and too selfless. Hopefully, you don't plan to go on that route, dear?" At this, she looks at me with the scariest ass face I have seen in my life.
"D-don't plan on it! Well, today kind of disproves it, huh? Normally, I am not like that, cross my heart, and hope to die. If you think about it, it works in my favor because it makes it look like the quirk came in through a traumatic experience so law can't be a bit-jerk then."
Recovery Girl sighs, "At least you are somewhat smart. Don't make it a habit, though! Now, you have questions, right? I can spare a few minutes."
After about ten minutes of discussion, I have to leave or else it would be too suspicious. However, I did get Recovery Girl's number, so I can spam my questions to her tonight.
Despite gaining insights on Yagi's past, it still did leave plenty of questions like how the goddamn quirk works. It doesn't help that Yagi's definitions are simple at best. They're too broad in a way. The passing shit down makes sense, but the power-building aspect does not.
How is it building power? Does it rely on quirk-factors, or does it take energy and nutrition from the current user to build power? Or heck, does it just grow over time?
In addition, how is that power being used? It is used for super-strength, but how? It's not increasing my muscle mass or anything like that, so it is not super-strength in a traditional sense.
Before you point out Yagi's All Might form, we are ignoring that. That's just some voodoo shit.
Can this energy be used in a different way besides physically improving the user?
What broke my goddamn arm and legs? Was it the quirk itself or a product of using it?
You see what I mean? There are so many questions about it, and I am more than willing to bet my entire life that Yagi doesn't understand it. That's such a downfall because I can't utilize it if I don't know its capabilities.
I have theories, but I am too tired and done with life to decide if they are even close to valid or not.
Good night, world.
Two Weeks Later
"Izuku, you're letter from UA is here!" I hear Mom holler from the kitchen, and bitch I zoom! I enter, take the letter from my female look-alike, thank her, and zoom back to my room.
LET'S SEE HOW MUCH I FUCKED UP!
I rip the letter open. A disk drops onto my desk, and immediately a projection pops up from it.
And I immediately want to die when I see All Might's face way too close to the camera, "BOOYAH, I AM HERE AS A PROJECTOR NOW!"
What.
The.
Fuck?
This better not mean what I think it means.
"I know it has been a while, but great power comes with a great amount of paperwork!" All Might coughs as he bows, "My apologies, young man! The truth is that I didn't just come to this city just to fight villains. You are looking at the newest UA staffulty member!"
Can I drop out of UA now? And before you ask, Yagi has sent me jack shit for a message. However, I was spending that time doing my thing while figuring out his stupid quirk, so I couldn't care less.
Somebody reaches over to All Might and pats him, "Huh? Yes, what's the matter? Ah, sorry, I'll wrap it up, but I have something to show him something first! Wait, I have to do how many of these things?! UGH!" Honestly, fucking relatable. "So, moving on! Even though you passed with the written test, you got five combat points on the practical exam. That is not enough to enter the hero course. Sorry. It's not enough to pass..."
He said combat points. DOES THAT MEAN MY THEORY IS CORRECT?!
"...if that was all there was to it. First, take a look at this video!"
All Might turns on the television to reveal the girl I saved from the exam! What the fuck she doing here?!
The girl approaches somebody I can't see, "Excuse me, um...the person with curly hair and freckles..." The camera readjusts to reveal my man Present Mic!
I am way too enthused with that. I should listen to the girl.
"Is it possible for me to give him some of my points? I don't know how many points he has, but he deserves something for putting himself in danger to save me!"
I watch Present Mic pat the girl, "No need to worry, listener! I promise you that he will be fine!"
All Might freezes the video, "Your actions spurred others to act. The entrance exam the other day was no graded only on villain points! How can a hero course reject people who save others and do the right thing? Call that lip service? Bring it on! This is a job that requires risking one's life to put that lip service into practice! Recuse points!"
My score is shown to be 6th in the practical, but I could care less about that and passing.
MY THEORY WAS FUCKING CORRECT! I'M SMARTER THAN I THINK I AM! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
"Izuku Midoriya, sixty-five points! And Uraraka Ochaco, forty-five points! You both pass. Come, Young Midoriya. This is your hero academia!" Oh yeah, I forgot he exists.
The projector shuts off.
Uh, no offense, but now I don't want to go to UA if Yagi is a teacher there. He's that bad.
Sigh. Not like I have a choice now, do I?
Alright then...
TIME TO START SAVING FOR MY FUNERAL!