"Cut it out, Kacchan! Can't you see you're hurting him?" A small, green haired boy said while trembling before the bully he called Kaachan. Kacchan was similar to the green haired boy's age, seeming to be a tad taller than the former, with blonde, spiky hair that screamed "temperment issues". The blonde boy smashed a fist to his open hand, sending a small puff of smoke hiding a mini explosion within his palm. "Look at you, Deku, trying to play here again. Haven't you learned your lesson already?"
The boy, Deku, looked up at his bully before trying to strike a pose. He was scared, knowing full well that Kacchan could wipe the playground with him, but even with such threats before him he couldn't stand aside. That's not who he is.
"I'm going to give you a chance to back away, Deku." Kacchan said firmly as he looked down to the boy crying behind Deku. "The pebble behind you needs to learn his place!"
"I…I…I won't let you! I'll use my quirk if I have too!" Deku shouted back, still holding his ground even as tears of fear swelled in his emerald eyes. He knew his quirk wouldn't do anything. All it did was have him hear voices that no one else could hear, telling him things in a language he couldn't understand.
Before Deku could think on what to do next he felt the harsh heat of Kacchan's explosion against his skin, sending him flying back and tripping over the boy he was trying to protect. As the stinging pain rained across his body, Izuku looked up to see Kacchan smirking with a hand open towards him. "Your quirk? You don't have a quirk, Deku. We all know hearing voices just means you're crazy." And as those words left his mouth another explosion raced across Deku's body, now singing and smoldering the fabric of his shirt. Deku sniffed, looking up at the bully he tried to be brave against as he walked away. He wanted to shout, he wanted to fight back, but as those feelings of fighting back rang in his mind the familiar voice rang in his head. And once again, he couldn't understand what it was saying.
Deku slowly got up from the ground, patting his shirt to stop the smoldering the best he could before heading to leave and head home since the boy he was trying to save had run away as soon as Kacchan turned around. The green haired boy sighed as he picked up his notebook and backpack from the ground, the two being there when Deku tossed them on the ground in hopes of preventing them from being burnt. Thankfully, the plan worked for once. He still didn't understand why his childhood friend turned so cruel. He didn't understand why the teachers always praised him even when he was mean to the others in their class. Ever since he got his quirk it was that way. Deku huffed, wiping away some tears from his eyes as he marched his way back home with what little confidence he could muster up. He wouldn't let this ruin his day, nor his goals. Even at the age of six, Deku knew what he wanted. He wanted to become a hero.
Inko Midoriya was not happy when she saw her son coming home from the park once again with a partially burnt shirt and minor burns on his arms. This was becoming more and more common, and it didn't help that Mitsuki didn't think her precious temperamental child was the cause of these burns. To Katsuki's mother, he was too precious to do anything wrong, no matter what her once friend Inko said to them.
However, today was nothing different as she called Mitsuki, and once again was told that Bakugou says he never laid a hand on Izuku, and that if that's what Bakugou said is the truth. Go figure she would believe her child once again, because -no- six year old kid ever lied to their parents to avoid being in trouble. Figuring there was no point in arguing with her again, Inko simply hung up the phone once she said good-bye and went to go check on Izuku who she left on the couch. When she went to talk to him, he was once again on the floor with his doodling pad and crayons drawing. To everyone else, Izuku was a worthless, quirkless boy but to Inko, he was a beyond talented artist even at his young age. She silently sat beside her son as she was drawing, a smile on his face as he drew what he always seemed to draw.
To the left on the paper was a large, white dragon with large fangs and blue eyes that was facing towards what Inko thought was a swordsman with a sword covered in flames and a magician in black attire with red trim to its finer points. Inko smiled, running a hand up and down her son's back as she watched him draw. "Have you given them names yet, Izuku?"
Izuku turned to his mother, his smile beaming as he nodded his head. "Yeah! Wanna hear them! My quirk gave me the ideas!"
Inko sighed, nodding with her smile staying on her face. She knew she shouldn't feed into her son's delusions of his quirk having voices, but it kept him happy and that was more important to her then anything. "Yeah? Well let's hear those names then!"
"Okay! This one is named, uh…" Izuku looked at the dragon, thinking for a second before remembering what the mean voice said in his head. "This is Blue Eyes White Dragon! He is a dragon so strong that he can destroy entire buildings!" He then pointed his tiny finger to the swordsman, the joking voice told him the name of this one. "This is the Flame Swordsman! His sword makes fire and can cut any villain and make them surrender! And this guy in the robe, he is…uhm…his name is…"
"…The Dark Magician…"
"Yeah, the Dark Magician! He is a super cool wizard that uses dark magic to blast away the villains! That's what the nice voice told me!" Izuku smiled, jumping up and down with joy as he told the names of his drawings to Inko. Inko blinked, smiling before picking him up as he kept moving around in her grasps as if he was drinking soda left and right for the last few hours.
"Jeez Izuku, I haven't seen you this excited in awhile. Not even the All Might video you like so much gets you this excited." Inko chuckled softly as she took him to his room, sitting him down at his desk as he put his pad down and kept coloring and drawing the picture of the three monsters. "Well, I want to draw All Might fighting the dragon, but when I try I can't picture All Might." Izuku sighed before flipping to a clean page in his doodling pad. Inko only nodded, putting a hand on his shoulders.
"Maybe because the dragon isn't a villain. Maybe he is just misunderstood, like a certain green haired boy I know." She amused herself with her own joke, one that went over Izuku's head. But what did catch his attention is what she said. Maybe the dragon wasn't a monster. Izuku thought on it for a second, not paying attention to his mother leaving to make dinner before he started drawing again. This time, as he drew, he made all three creatures he named on one side, fighting a villain he saw on the TV and smiling. However, what Izuku didn't know was that accepting the idea that the dragon wasn't evil awakened something inside him. Something that was waiting for the chance to finally get through.
Later into the night, as Izuku slept in his All Might themed bed, he had a dream that had him tossing and turning in his sleep. Inside the young boy's mind he stood before what looked like six tall pillars, each capped with their own thrones. At the top of the left most pillars sat a man in a white cloak, his hair short and combed and an arrogant expression on his face. Beside him was a man wearing a green jacket, a smirk and a smile down at Izuku. The third one had wild, spiky hair that was difficult to describe to the young boy. However, the defining feature for the last man was the eye symbol on his forehead. Izuke slowly approached the thrones, seeing that the ones on the right lay empty. As he approached, and stood at the pedestal before the thrones he could only look up in awe. His six year old brain was unable to process what was happening and before he knew it he blinked and was now standing before the man in the green jacket. "Well it's about time, don'tcha think?"
The man chuckled as he scratched the back of his head, his hand being lost in the long dirty blonde hair he had before smiling again. "My name is Joey Wheeler, and i'm one of the voices you heard in your head."
Izuku blinked, wanting to speak but still unable to. Joey blinked back as he saw the kid's lips move but nothing spoke. The man turned to look at the man with the eye symbol crested on his forehead. "Hey Pharaoh, you know why he can't speak?"
The eyed man, who was apparently named Pharaoh, jumped down from this throne and stood beside Joey after falling somewhat slowly to avoid injury. The Pharaoh looked over Izuku before speaking. "I am not sure…this whole experience is new to us. Perhaps he is still not properly connected to this realm of ours."
"So the kid is still too weak. No shocker there." The third man, the one with the white coat, said as he stayed on his throne. Izuku knew the feeling of being looked down upon and he could tell the third man was doing so. Joey put his hand on top of Izuku's shoulder and snickered. "Ignore ol' Seto over there, he's always been a grump even in our world."
That comment only made Izuku blink in confusion. The Pharaoh noticed this, sighing as he knelt down to be at eye level to Izuku. "We are as confused as you are, young Izuku. You see, we aren't from this world. In our world, we were people called Duelists, people who played a game called Duel Monsters. In that world, the game was originally played for fun, but dark forces were behind the origin of the game. Those dark forces, to be put it lightly, were on the brink of destroying our world. Sending it to a place called the Shadow Realm." The Pharaoh exhaled, looking to Izuku who, surprisingly, was understanding what was being said so far. "Okay, so you understand then. Well, how we ended up here I can only guess. My theory is when we faced off the greatest evil we lost and were sent to the Shadow Realm. However, be it intervention of the gods themselves, we were ushered to this world. To be, what your world calls, a quirk."
Seto, still sitting on his throne, scoffed and turned his head to look away. "To think we would have lost. I think we won, but at the cost of ourselves. I agree with the Pharaoh over there that we sent to the Shadow Realm, and this is a chance to be useful again somewhere else. To be the 'Quirk' of some sort of cry baby brat."
Joey rolled his eyes, putting his hand on Izuku's quirk. "I am in agreement with grumpy up there. We were the three most powerful duelists of our time! There is no way we could have lost!"
"You were a third rate duelist with a fourth rate deck that somehow managed to hold his own." Seto remarked, only making Joey angry as they two started to bicker. The Pharaoh chuckled as he looked at the two before going back to Izuku. "Now, for what we can do as a Quirk, I am not too sure. Though I have a feeling it has something to do with these" He reached behind him, opening up a pocket that looked big enough for a deck of cards, but only pulled one out. He pulled the card out, showing it to Izuku and when the boy saw it his eyes went wide. It was the Dark Magician!
"Glad to see that you remember him. He was the most trusted ally I had, always coming through when I needed him."
"Oh? Were already to this part?" Joey asked as he turned to Izuku, smirking as he pulled out a card of his own. The Flame Swordsman "This bad boy here was my first true signature card. I have others, but he is a great starter for any new duelist. You going to to-"
"No, he isn't ready for my Blue Eyes White Dragon, not by a longshot." Seto said sternly. "The creature is too powerful for someone so weak."
"Seto, he's literally six years old." Joey barked back, sighing since he knew Seto had a point. "Listen kid, we are eager to pass on what we can to you. But the problem we have here is that you are too young, too weak to use these monsters."
Izuku looked down, shaking his head in disbelief. Even his own quirk seemed to see him as weak and useless. "We didn't say useless."
The Pharaoh smiled as he spoke up. "You are not prepared, yet. You're still young and able to grow. We saw what you did for those kids that blonde boy was bullying. We agreed that you have what you need to be what you longed for: a hero." He sighed before putting away his beloved card, along with Joey. "However, we have something that may be able to help you learn our abilities. Here." Joey smiled as he handed Izuku a blue card. Izuku looked down at it, inspecting it before blinking. It was something called a spell card. It was called Hinotama.
"This should help figure out how we work in your world, though I don't know how the card will transfer from here into the real world." The Pharaoh said as he brought a hand to hold his chin as he thought. Izuke only nodded and smiled, moving to take the card and put it in his pocket only for it to disappear. He blinked, looking around and then to the others who all had the same expression. "I think you got your answer, Pharaoh." Seto said from the throne.
"Seems it binds to you, no longer a card. Now listen well, young Izuku, these spells were used to help Duelists in their duels. The one Joey gave you, Hinotama, was a weaker spell that we would use to directly damage our opponents instead of using the monsters we summoned. We don't know how it will work in the real world, so be careful with it." The Pharaoh nodded, as if making Izuku agree without a second thought. Then the three looked to the ceiling of the weird realm, seeing it slowly coming down into darkness. "It seems it's time for you to wake up, Izuku."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author Note:
(Hello all, and welcome to my first fanfiction! I am excited to finally have a place to post and write this crossover/AU story I made! If it wasn't clear from the naem drops in this chapter, it is a Yu-Gi-Oh x My Hero Academia crossover! However, to make things sort of make sense I had to think of how duel monsters would work in this world. Simply put, it's like this.)
(Duel Monsters, along with spells/traps, are casted as if there were typical spells a magician would use. Izuku does not need a duel disk or a deck to use the spells/monsters he will obtain as he moves forward. However, in future chapters, it will explain what he does use to conjure and summon the things he learns!)
(Thank you again for reading the first chapter, and giving my first whack of a fanfic a look over! I look forward to writing this with you all, and am more than happy to read any comments, suggestions, or criticism you have! Thank you again!)
-Vermillion Clover.