"What?" I asked, sitting in front of the principal of UA.
"You passed, but I am placing you in a special hero course. In the personality questionnaire you were the only who we deemed as able to help this class," the animalistic principal explained.
"What do you mean help?" I asked.
"You see, we are part of a system that gives troubled youths who had no choice but to turn to villainy to survive a chance to not only rejoin society but be heroes. We decided to place them, along with demi-humans in a class of just them since they get ridiculed quite often for their features despite not being any different from a human with an animal quirk. We wanted someone who was a human and part of the general populace in there to show them that not all humans are that way. You showed you had no qualms working with those who are demi-human as well as those who want to atone for their crimes and even showed a willingness to help them," the principal said. "This is our first year doing this and we are even bringing in a couple of heroes and moving some just to teach this class. So, Mr. Midoriya, would you be willing to join Class 1-X?"
"Yes."
My Hero Academia: Class X
Alright, so I'm going to be in a class of killers, psychopaths, and demi-humans. This is going to be fun. I thought, walking up to my dorm building. It had a large X on it. In the common room a group of people were sitting down, watching television. I saw most had animal ears, and two had spider legs.
"Heya, you must've just gotten here, puddin!" a girl with unnaturally pale skin, platinum blonde hair, and red and blue twin ponytails said, making her way to me. She was wearing a crop top and very small shorts. "I'm Harley Quinn!"
"I-Izuku Midoriya," I greeted. "And yes, I was told there would be a diagram of our room locations," I added.
"Yuppie! It's in here," she said, strutting off to what looked like a dining room.
I looked down to see a blueprint of the building. The bottom floor had a common room, game room, outdoor onsen split for males and females, gender specific bathrooms, and laundry rooms. The second floor had six rooms and I noted that all of the males were on that floor while the girls were split between the third and fourth.
"Well, I guess I'm on the second floor," I said, grabbing my bags and going to the elevators.
"Need some help?" Harley asked.
"I-I'm fine, thank you," I said, going into the elevator and making my way to my room. It was slightly bigger than my apartment and had an attached half-bath, bed, dresser, desk, side table, and window. I put my computer at the desk and made my bed. I walked out and came face to face with a boy who had a robotic arm. "Hello."
"Hey," he grunted, walking into the room next to mine labeled 'James Barns'.
I made my way down to the common room and was stopped by a female lamia.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't see you there," she said. "I'm Emilia."
"I'm Izuku Midoriya," I greeted. "And it's alright, everyone makes mistakes," I added.
"R-really? You won't hit me?" she asked.
"No, why would I? You made a mistake, it happens," I said, remembering what the principal said.
"Thank you," she said, going up the stairs.
"Hey ya Izuku!" Harley said, walking up to me.
"Hey Harley," I said, figuring she prefers first names. "What's going on in the common room?" I asked, seeing most of the demi-humans on one side while a couple of people were on the other.
"Drama, I love it," she said, dragging me over to the area.
"Apologize!" a girl with purple cat ears and jacks dangling from the sides of her hair.
"Why? For calling the bitch a little animal like you? That's what your kind is good for," a boy with short military style blonde hair asked.
"What is happening?" I asked, stepping between the two groups.
"They're overreacting to the hard truth!" the boy said.
"We aren't animals," another girl with long black hair and two cat ears said, stepping forward.
I looked to see the other girl with cat ears, the two spider girls, and a pink girl comforting a small girl with shorter blue hair and two cat ears wearing a Mirko hoodie. I looked back at him and noticed black tar-like tendrils starting to cover him.
"Calm down," I said, preparing to use the strongest aspect of my quirk.
"No, why should I?" he asked, the black starting to cover his body in a slimy buff form as white formed two eyes and a monstrous mouth opened. "Or should I just eat you?"
"Sonics work the best on him," a voice said from the door.
I quickly opened my mouth and let out a sonic screech like a banshee causing the substance to wither and go back into him as he grabbed the side of his head and fell to the ground.
"I'm sorry," he said in a different voice. "I-I didn't mean to, I'm sorry."
"It's alright Flash, it wasn't you, it was Eddie," a man said, walking over to use using a cane to 'see'. "Eddie took over and you had no control. That's what you need to work on," he said, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder.
"Um, sorry if I deafened you," I said looking at the boy then the demi-humans behind me who covered their ears as well.
"It's fine dude, rather that than a fight," a boy with dark blue hair and fox ears said, walking up to me.
"I'm sorry, Eddie took control from me and I couldn't stop him. You aren't animals, I'm sorry he said that," the boy said.
"You have Dissociative Identity Disorder, don't you?" I asked.
"Yes, Eddie is my alter and he's how I survived. I'm Flash Thompson," he said.
"Well, I guess I should ask that you all gather down here. If you would please get the rest of your classmates," the 'blind' man said. Some people went up and eventually a total of twenty one people were in the common room. "Alright then, I guess I should start off by saying I am your homeroom teacher Matt Murdock. I will also be teaching you law. Any questions?" he asked. A bunch of hands went up. "Yes, I am blind. Yes, I know about each of your quirks, strengths, and weaknesses. No, I won't go easy on anyone. And yes, a bunch of you did just raise your hands to a blind man," he said, looking at people whose hands went down when he answered their questions. I put mine up. "I could tell what they wanted to ask by the way their hand moved and their body movement as well as their heartbeats," he said looking at me.
"Actually, I was going to ask if you were the American hero DareDevil," I said.
"Hmm, well that's a first. Yes I am, and yes I was brought in just for this class," he said. "Now, tomorrow is supposed to be orientation, but I want to see what you can do with your quirks for myself since I can't fully tell just by reading about them and the footage I've seen doesn't do too much. You will report to homeroom and I'll explain the rest to you then. Till then, don't do anything reckless or stupid," he said, taking his cane out and walking away.
I spent the rest of the night getting to know a couple of my new classmates before going to bed and wondering what will be in store for tomorrow.
AN-
So, this is what happens when 3am Link writes something then 8am Link sees it and decides to fix it up then 11am Link decides to rewrite it into a somewhat doable fic. Honestly I don't know if this will become something or not but then again, I came up with the idea at 3am after two days of no sleep so I don't know if I was even in the right state of mind. Let me know what you think of this stupidity I've made. Make sure to follow, favorite, comment and kudos! Link Out!