A/N - Right. People are giving Iida hate for actively ignoring and not helping. I'll admit, I purposely made him out to be a bad guy there. But I had meant it more as he was tunnel visioned on more points and less he's a rude person. That, plus Izuku being scary and void-y(?) demanding in Shade Form turned him away.
He's still in the hero course. Izuku's opinion of him just isn't high.
I don't own Hollow Knight or My Hero Academy. They are owned by Team Cherry and Kohei Horikoshi respectively.
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Izuku wandered the halls of U.A. He was currently looking for his homeroom class, since today was the first day of school. For the hero course, only 1 in 300 students would be accepted. There, they would be split into two seperate classes of 18, totalling 36 students in the hero course through the entrance exams. The remaining 4 students would be recommended from pro heroes, making the final total 40 students with 20 in each class. Having been accepted, he knew he would have been place into either 1-A or 1-B. He had been placed into class 1-A. Supposedly, this was good for him as class 1-A were always the ones to be in the spotlight more. For him, that didn't really matter all that much. He didn't want to be a hero for the fame, he wanted to do it to save people.
Finally arriving at the door to his class, his first observation was that they were huge. 'Probably to make sure mutant types that are larger would fit' Izuku mused internally. From here on, it would only be the elites that had made it through the exam, or those recommended by pros. Silently, he hoped he didn't have to deal with Bakugo. He had been outright furious to learn that Izuku had passed the exam. As an add on, he also hoped that he didn't have to deal with that blue haired boy who singled him out. He hadn't been the friendliest guy to him, even when unprovoked.
Sadly, his luck was never that good.
Opening the giant doors, the first thing he was met with were exactly both of the people he hoped to not deal with. Bakugo was lounging at one of the desks, leaning back and using it as a rest for his feet. Blue hair was staring daggers at this, clearly upset at these actions. Figured as much. Bakugi being Bakugo had already done something to annoy someone.
"You there!" Blue hair shouted at Bakugo while approaching him. "Remove your shoes from this desk immediately."
"Huh?!" Bakugo spoke. "And why should I?"
"Such an action is disrespectful to those who came to U.A before us! You are also insulting those who crafted the desk!"
"Yeah?" Bakugo sneered. "Like I care. What Middle school did you come from extra?"
"E-Extra?" Blue hair gasped. "I'm no extra! My name is Tenya Iida! I'm from Somei Private Academy!"
Bakugo scoffed. "Somei huh? No wonder you're such a stuck-up elitist. Don't be surprised when I blow you to bits."
The now identified Iida recoiled at that. "Blow me to bits? You're the worst! Are you sure you wish to be a hero?" He asked.
Bakugo rolled his eyes. That action made it so he finally caught Izuku's entrance, which made him narrow his eyes. This led to Iida turning to see Izuku as well, noticably flinching, before he walked up towards him.
"Hello, I'm Iida from Somei Provate Academy." He introduced, holding out his hand.
"I heard." Izuku responded. "Izuku Midoriya." He didn't take his hand. Iida frowned slightly at that, but continued on anyways.
"Midoriya, I apologize. You percieved the true nature of the practical exam while I did not! If we weren't part of the exams I would have helped!" Iida said, before bowing. "I misjudged you! I hate to admit it, but you were the superior candidate!"
Izuku blinked at that, before simply shaking his head. "Shouldn't matter. Should always help." Turning his eyes up, he realized that everyone else in the class was watching the scene, some with curious eyes, some with competitive. He recognized the silver haired girl, this time wearing clothes, who looked happy that they were in the same class. Katsuki, however, looked downright murderous.
/\/\/\/\ Flashback /\/\/\/\
"Congratulations!" His middle school teacher called out. Izuku and Katsuki had been brought to the Teacher's Lounge. He had wanted to talk to them after getting the results of the Entrance Exams. "To think, not one, but two students of my class made it to the hero course! Especially you Izuku! It's almost a miracle!"
Katsuki scoffed. "Of course I would make it. I'm gonna be the number 1 hero!" The teachers took it in stride.
Izuku merely nodded. "Thank you."
A few more pleasantries were given, before both of them were excused. As soon as they were alone and outside the building, Katsuki had grabbed him by the collar. Izuku let it happen, feeling himself dragged and pressed against the wall.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Deku!" He snarled into his face.
Izuku merely tilted his head. "What do you mean?"
Katsuki growled. "I was supposed to be the first and only one to make it through for our school! My grand plans have gone to shreds because of you!" His palms started sparking, his quirk coming to life. "How dare you ruin this for me!" He shouted, bringing his sparking palm to Izuku's face.
Finally, he had enough. With quick movements, Izuku brought his arm up and grabbed the sparking hand. He twisted, hard enough to hurt. In his surprise, Katsuki cried out and his grip on Izuku's collar lessened. Taking the opportunity, Izuku swept Katsuki's legs from under him, dropping him to the floor, before taking a couple steps away to make space.
"I'm not your punching bag, Bakugo." Izuku spoke, relishing in the slight flinch Bakugo had when he changed his way of refering to him. "I earned this. You won't ruin it." Bakugo snarled at him, shouting obscenities, but Izuku was long past caring, already having started walking away.
/\/\/\/\ Present /\/\/\/\
He stared at Bakugo with uninterested eyes, before hearing a quiet squeak from behind him. Turning, he saw the same brown haired girl from the entrance exam.
"Excuse me." She spoke in a bubbly voice, flinching slightly when their eyes met. "Y-You're blocking the doorway."
Ah. So he still was. "Sorry." He apologized, bowing slightly. "Thank you again for at the entrance before."
"Ah! No problem!" She responded with a smile. One that he noticed was slightly forced. He stepped out of the way, before moving towards his seat. Unluckily, he was seated right behind Bakugo, who glared at him the entire time. With the apparent spell on the class broken, they began to chat amongst themselves, no longer staring up front. Izuku, however, didn't talk. Instead, he kept his eyes on the strange yellow caterpillar that was laying behind the teachers desk.
"If you're here to socialize, then get out." A gruff voice called out. All eyes turned to said yellow caterpillar, now identified as a sleeping bag. A man's face was poking out of the entrance, seemingly tired. "This is the hero course, not time for games."
Everyone quickly quieted down and made their way to their seats if they weren't already. Once they were all seated, the man stood up and got out from his sleeping bag.
"8 seconds. It took 8 seconds for all of you to quiet down." He spoke tiredly. "I'm your homeroom teacher for this year, Shota Aizawa. Pleased to meet you." Izuku could hear a couple murmurs of disbelief at that. But, much like Sly, he figured that looks were always decieving. He rummaged around, before pulling out a bunch of gym uniforms. "Everyone grab a gym uniform and change into it. Once you're changed, meet me in the grounds." Their teacher made to leave, before leaving a final parting remark. "Hurry now, it's irrational to waste time."
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The class arrived in the school grounds, where their teachers was there waiting for them.
"Good. You can all follow simple instructions." Aizawa droned out. "Today we are going to be doing a test of your quirks."
"B-But sir!" Brown haired girl called out. "What about the entrance ceremony?"
"No use wasting time on that." He responded. "You're better off using it more logically if you want to be a hero." They all waked forward until they made it to a small circle, a softball throwing test.
"U.A is known for it's "freestyle education" system, which applies for the teachers as well. All of you have done the standard no quirk gym tests. Softball throw, standing long jump, 50-meter dash, endurance running, grip strength, side-to-side stepping, upper body training and seated toe-touch. Correct?" At a round of nods, he continued. "I think it's irrational that they insist on keeping them quirk free. So today, we're going to be redoing them."
He reached over to a nearby box and pulled out a softball. One that was clearly made to be stronger than others, but stay the same weight. "Bakugo. How far could you throw in middle school?"
"Around sixty seven meters." Was his reply.
"Good." He tossed the ball over to him. "Now use your quirk. Do whatever you have to, but stay within the circle. And don't hold back."
Bakugo walked over to the circle, stretching his arms while doing so. Once inside, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Opening them, he brought his arm back, hands already slightly popping, before whipping his arm forwards.
"DIE!!!" He shouted, as a loud BOOM! exploded from his hands. The explosion caused smoke and sand to be blown around, blocking some of the view. Yet everyone was able to see the ball flying away at high speeds, sailing slightly out of view. A few seconds later, a telltale beep came from the device in Aizawa-sensei's hand. Turning it to the class, they were all able to see the distance the ball travelled.
705.2 Meters.
"It's important to know our limits." Aizawa called out, regaining everyones attention. "It's the first rational step in becoming a hero."
Then the excited chatter began.
"Wow! 705 meters! That's awesome!" A spiky red haired boy shouted, clapping a hand on Bakugo's shoulder. He got a snarl at that, but the red haired boy was unfazed.
"This is awesome!" A blonde boy with a black lighting bolt in his hair called out. "Using our quirks for this will be so cool!"
"We can use our quirks for real?" A pink girl with horns yelled out in excitement. "Man, the hero course is the best!"
Izuku felt it before he saw it. That something bad was about to happen.
"...Awesome you say?" Aizawa spoke, voice darker than it already had been. All eyes turned to him. "You all want to become heroes. Working here for 3 years. And you think it will be all fun and games?" No one dared to speak, all feeling a sense of foreboding now. "Well then. The person who gets last place across all events will be deemed hopeless. They will be expelled from the hero course.
And the class erupted.
"Wait a minute! You can't do that! That's totally unfair!" The silver haired girl yelled out.
"Yeah! It's the first day!" A short boy with purple balls in his hair called out.
"So what?" Their teacher shrugged. "Life isn't always fair. Natural Disasters, Villain attacks, Highway Pileups. These things happen all the time, and you can't be prepared for them." He stared at them, eyes lacking the tiredness they saw before. "Heroes are the ones who are supposed to correct that unfairness. So if you were hoping to coast your way into becoming a hero, guess again. You're walking into the deep end now."
He spread his arms out. "Welcome to the Hero Course. This is Plus Ultra. Use your strength and don't be last.
/\/\/\/\ Test 1. 50 Meter Dash. /\/\/\/\
All the students were going up in pairs. Tenya Iida and Tsuyu Asui had just gone. Lida, with his very approriate quirk, had got an impressive time of 3.04 seconds. Asui, on the other hand, had gotten a time of 5.58 seconds. Her quirk didn't quite help for this event
All of the students were using their quirks in creative ways to increase their times. The brown haired girl, Ochako Uraraka, had made all her clothes lighter to make running easier. A blonde haired boy, Yuga Aoyama, had used his quirk 'Navel Laser' to blast himself halfway across the distance. It seemed he had a limit, since he had to stop before the finish line, before standing up and restarting. Pink girl with horns, or Mina Ashido, had used her acid quirk to slide instead of running.
Also, of course there had to be an acid quirk. He absolutely jinxed himself back when he realized he didn't have Isma's Tear.
Next up was him and Bakugo. Both took their places on the lanes, prepared to start. He could hear the growls from Bakugo right next to him.
Izuku had 5 minutes of shade form available to him, as well as a full Soul charge. At a minimum, each shift would take a minute of time, even if used for a few seconds. Therefore, he would only have shade form for 5 tasks at most. Well, this one, he supposed he could use one for this. After all, he didn't want to lose to Bakugo.
Focusing, he made the shift into shade form, and could hear the gasps from the surrounding crowd, Bakugo included. Yet, his eyes narrowed in challenge, arms back and ready to use his Explosion quirk to the fullest.
"Go!"
Instantly, Bakugo put his all into causing explosions to propell himself forwards. At the same time, Izuku took off in a huge sprint. Yet, Bakugo was slightly faster, and with glee was about to win the race. That was, until Izuku shade dashed, and covered the remaining few meters instantly.
"Izuku Midoriya. 4.10 seconds. Katsuki Bakugo. 4.13 seconds."
Izuku let out a quiet sigh, before turning off his shade form. Internally, he felt his time sink down to 4 minutes despite only being in use of the form for a few seconds. '4 events left'.
"Deku!" He heard being snarled at him. Turning, he saw Bakugo, eyes once again filled with murder. "What the hell is that. Explain yourself!" He shouted, palms exploding as he ran towards him. Izuku was prepared, already tensing for a fight. That was before he saw a white cloth wrap around him, and his quirk turning off. "What the hell? This cloth is stiff!"
"It's a capture weapon made of carbon fibres and a special alloy wire." All eyes turned to Aizawa-sensei. His eyes were bright red. "Stop using your quirk already. I'm getting dry eye." Finally, it all clicked in his head.
"Pro Hero: Shota Aizawa.
Eraserhead 'Erasure Hero'
Quirk: Erasure. Disable the quirk of anyone he can see within eye contact. Blinking disables this effect.
Power: 3/5
Speed: 4/5
Technique: 6/5
Intelligence: 4/5
Cooperativeness: 3/5."
"Shut up, Deku!" Bakugo stomped off in fury. He blinked, seeing everyone staring at him, realizing he had began to mutter again. He really needed to stop that.
Red haired boy, or Eijiro Kirishima, tried approaching Bakugo, but he was shoved off and ignored. Izuku chanced a glance at the rest of the class and was met with a bunch of them actively trying not to stare at him. Letting out a quiet sigh at that, he shrugged it off. At least silver hair, or Toru Hagakure, simply waved at him. One other boy also didn't seem to mind. The boy, who looked like a bird named Fumikage Tokoyami, gave him a nod. Considering his quirk was Dark Shadow, a dark entity he summoned, he seemingly wasn't afraid of him. Yet, the strange duo got no stares while Izuku did.
Maybe it was something he couldn't detect?
/\/\/\/\ Test 2. Grip Test. /\/\/\/\
With the shock off the first test gone, Izuku had ran through which tests he would be using his last 4 shade form uses on, which were Softball Throw, Standing Long Jump, Upper Body Training and this current test, Grip Strength.
In Middle School, his grip strength had measured 40kg.
Shifting into shade form, his claws grip strength measured around 100kg. Stronger than he expected, but still not quite that high.
The strange masked boy, Mezo Shoji, had used his quirk to clock in at an impressive 540kg.
Another boy, Rikido Sato, had used his to get around 400kg. So while his was impressive, it certainly flew under the radar in score.
A shame he still felt the stares.
/\/\/\/\ Test 3. Standing Long Jump. /\/\/\/\
Seems like all the tests that he wanted to go into shade form had been lined up in a row. Either it was a very big coincidence, or he was just that unlucky.
He already knew it was the latter.
Using shade form, he already had a high jump height, but adding in a midair dash, he was easily able to clear the pit and clock in a far distance. Yet, Aizawa-sensei didn't seem to measure past clearing the pit, so many clocked in at the same distance of cleared. Only a select few didn't have quirks that could help them clear the pit.
/\/\/\/\ Test 4. Upper Body Strength. /\/\/\/\
Okay. This was ridiculus.
While the upper body strength test he didn't necessarily need to use his quirk for, he had already set himself up to use it. The test was mostly to see how many push-ups you could do, before either backing out, falling from tiredness, or reaching 60. The last clause was simply because Aizawa-sensei was lazy.
Using his quirk, he easily clocked in the 60 pushups just before his minute mark ran out. He panted slightly, as he had to do it quickly to keep pace and not run out of time. Surprisingly, only about half the students had passed and gotten to the 60 mark.
Only one more minute of shade form left, which meant one more use, before his cooldown of 3 hours would take into effect.
/\/\/\/\ Test 5. Softball Throw. /\/\/\/\
Here we were. The Softball throw. Color him surprised.
Most everyone had used their quirk in some fashion to cause their balls to fly quite the distance. One girl, Momo Yaoyorozu, had created a cannon to blast the ball away. Another boy, Shoto Todoroki, had used a blast of ice to send it away. Yet surprisingly, Uraraka was the one with the highest score. Using her quirk, the ball had flow away out of the atmosphere, giving her a score of infinity. The whole class had crowded around and congratulated her on it. And Izuku was next to go.
A little bit of an impossible bar to beat.
Well, he had planned to use shade form for this test anyways. Even if it ended up being his last use. The rest of the tests he wouldn't need to use it anyways. None of the tests had warranted use of a soul ability, except this one too.
"Midoriya. Your turn." He heard Aizawa call out. He walked calmly into the circle, and caught the ball that was thrown at him. Again, focusing on entering shade form (which now happened almost instantly), he held the ball, before preparing to throw it. His idea was to throw it, and mid air, blast it with a Shade Sould to give it some extra distance. Bringing his arm back, he prepared to throw.
Before he felt his Soul Meter lock up. Much like in the Godhome, when using a binding, he lacked the ability to use his Soul Meter. In there, it simply limited the use, but here he felt his connection disappear. And he felt where it was coming from too. With instincts honed through countless battles, his eyes turned instantly to his teacher, Eraserhead, who was staring at him with red eyes glowing. Unconciously, he leaked out a bit of intent, before realizing and clamping down on it in a split second.
Quietly, he let his shade form dissipate. While he could still stay in the form, he was currently passing it off as his quirk. Since they had his quirk classified as an emitter quirk and not a mutation, him being able to stay in shade cloak while his quirk was being deactivated would cause suspicion. That, and he would be able to keep his soul abilities hidden for now, since they were mostly unknown and he knew that eventually there would be practice spars. Any hidden weapon that he could keep hidden was a plus.
That, and he felt like he passed the impromptu test.
/\/\/\/\ P.O.V Eraserhead /\/\/\/\
Throughout the tests, Izuku Midoriya had caught his eye. For one, he was the most serious among the students, even past the two recommended kids. He had noticed at the start when everyone had mingled in his classroom that he had noticed his presence there. The rest had not even looked his way, save for maybe Endeavour's brat.
Something about his quirk also rubbed him the wrong way. It was... unnatural. Yet, seeing his use of it, like it was part of him, was strange. According to Nezu and the notes he was given, Midoriya had only unlocked his quirk recently. As a late bloomer, he would be behind in learning how to properly use his quirk. Yet, he clearly knew the limits of it with how sparingly he was using them for this test.
It also unnerved him slightly to look at it. On screen during the entrance exam, he didn't feel anything. Yet in his presence, he felt a shiver down his spine when he looked into his eyes. Something, cold. Unnatural.
So, on a whim, he wanted to test his quirk on him. When he took his position in the circle and prepared to throw, Aizawa had activated his quirk. He had expected confusion, or even for his quirk to not work. What he hadn't expected was for Midoriya's eyes to turn to him the second his quirk had activated. He couldn't tell the expression in his eyes, now a pure white instead of the black they usually were, but for a millisecond, he swore he felt killer intent behind it.
Yet, in that same instant, Midoriya's quirk deactivated, fading slowly back to his original form.
Had he imagined the killer intent? He certainly couldn't tell if Midoriya had or not, his blank eyes giving nothing away. It could have been his mind playing with him. Did his quirk truly cancel out his? He certainly felt like it worked. The same slight pull he feels when using it on others had been present, yet his quirk didn't turn off instantly, instead fading slowly and naturally. Of course, it could be it can't turn off instantly, as seen in the previous tests, but the question was still there.
"Sensei?" He heard Midoriya call out interrupting his internal dialogue. The kid's head was tilted in a silent question.
/\/\/\/\ P.O.V Izuku Midoriya /\/\/\/\
His question went unasked, as he knew his teacher understood what he meant.
"Sorry." The teacher spoke. "On a whim, I activate my quirk to see if you or the others were paying attention. You may try again."
Izuku nodded. It was a weak reason and they both knew it, but it was better to let it go. He set up, preparing to once again throw. However, this time he didn't have the ability to change into shade form. As such, he would only have use of his Soul techniques, and only one he would be able to moderately hide. Then again, he had already shown off that he could do it in Shade Form during the entrance exam, it would more or less be him showing that he could even without transforming. So, when he threw, he used a quick Vengeful Spirit in the palm of his hand, causing a small white burst to come from his hand. Only using 10% of his charge, the small white burst was seen blasting out of his hand. The ball went sailing out, and landed not quite that far. A beep was heard, and he looked over at Aizawa-sensei who held the device over to him.
213.5 meters.
"Why didn't you use your quirk fully?" He heard the teacher call out, serious expression on his face. "You summoned a ghost to push it forwards but didn't use your form or as many as last time. Are you not taking this test seriously?"
"I am, sir." Izuku cooly responded. Ghosts? Is that how they saw his soul attacks? And so much for attempting to keep his Soul attacks hidden if his teacher would just announce that to everyone. "There's... a timer. You burnt out the last."
Aizawa-sensei blinked at that, before shaking his head. "Right, sorry. In any case, well done. Next, Yuga Aoyama."
Izuku walked off, trading places with the blonde boy. He still felt everyone's eyes on him, as he could hear the quiet muttering, clearly gossiping about the fact that their teacher had used his quirk on him. They obviously had him labelled as a problem child, since the only other student to receive this treatment was Bakugo. He tried to ignore them, but he could slightly make out one comment from the short purple ball boy, Minoru Mineta.
"Thank goodness he can stop him with his quirk. It would be bad if he went out of control."
He sighed.
/\/\/\/\ Tests Over :) /\/\/\/\
The rest of the tests had passed by and nothing special had really happened.
Knowing his stamina was probably where he was most lacking, he was pleasantly surprised to be among the top 5 in the Endurance Test. For seated toe touch, he was easily able to touch his toes, being flexible enough to do it. Finally, in side-to-side stepping, he managed a totally average score.
With all the tests done, the students were all grouped together anxiously waiting to see their placements.
"Alright. Here's your scores." Aizawa-sensei called out. With a press of a button, their results popped up on screen.
1. Momo Yaoyorozu
2. Shoto Todoroki
3. Katsuki Bakugo
4. Tenya Iida
5. Izuku Midoriya
6. Fumikage Tokoyami
7. Mezo Shoji
8. Mashirao Ojiro
9. Eijiro Kirishima
10. Mina Ashido
11. Ochako Uraraka
12. Koji Koda
13. Rikido Satou
14. Tsuyu Asui
15. Yuga Aoyama
16. Hanta Sero
17. Denki Kaminari
18. Kyoka Jiro
19. Toru Hagakure
20. Minoru Mineta
Everyone looked to the short purple haired boy, whos face in despair. He was about to start crying, when Aizawa-sensei's voice rang out.
"By the way. I was lying about the expulsion."
"HUH?!" A majority of the class called out in shock. Izuku, Yaoyorozu and Todoroki being the exceptions.
"It was a rational deception. Meant to make you bring the best you had in you." He smirked.
"It was quite obvious if you thought about it. Of course it was a lie" Yaoyorozu spoke in a matter of fact tone.
"Anyways, we're done here. Get changed and head back for the classroom. Documents about your courses will be there." With that, the teacher headed back to the room.
Mineta had fallen on the floor, sighing in relief. "Thank god it was all a ruse!"
'Except it wasn't. He only didn't expel anyone because he saw potential in everyone. I could tell he wasn't lying." Izuku thought. 'After all, he had expelled his entire class last year.' Yet, he didn't voice any of this aloud, as his class was currently happy with the results.
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Other than the athletics test, the rest of the day had been fairly tame. With no real classes and them mostly going over what they would learn, the day had ended and everyone was heading home. Izuku had left, fairly satisfied with the results of the day. He was minding his own buisiness walking, sketching into his new journal, when he abruptly stopped having almost walked into someone. Looking up, it was his invisible classmate.
"Hey there!" She greeted with a smile and over exaggerated arm movements.
Izuku had been ready for many things. Fighting giant robots, being expelled, quirk discrimination, killing another god, dying again. Social interaction? With a cute girl?
Way out of his skills.
His memories of his previous life were of no help, as he couldn't even talk. Though how they had managed to communicate so well with just head tilts and arm movements was strange. So he was on his own, and he was already awkward enough as it, even before the merge.
"Hi." He started awkwardly. "I... Sorry. Didn't see you."
"Cuz I've never heard that one before." She groaned.
"Sorry." He winced. "Didn't mean-"
"Nah, It's fine." She waved him off. She paused, before bowing. "I wanted to thank you. For the entrance exams. You saved my life." Looking up, she held out her hand. "I'm Toru Hagakure. And you are... Deku Midoriya, right?"
"No." Izuku instantly denied. "Deku is what Bakugo calls me."
"Hmm?" She tilted her head. "Then why does he call you that?"
"Another way to read my name. Means useless. I'm Izuku Midoriya." He corrected.
"Oh!" She gasped. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you!"
"It's ok." He said, shaking her hand. Which caused her to gasp in shock.
"Wait. How did you know where my hand was?"
He tilted his head in confusion. "I can see you?" His assumption was that she turned her quirk off when unneeded.
"...You can see me?" She asked quietly. At Izuku's nod, she narrowed her eyes in suspicion. "Prove it. Am I holding up rock, paper or scissors?" She held up none of those options, instead holding up three fingers.
"None. You're holding up three fingers." Izuku answered.
"...You really can see me." Hakagure got out. Izuku simply nodded again. There was an awkward moment of silence, as she processed that information. Then she suddenly jumped in front of his face. "YoucanseemeyoucanseemeohmygoodnesswhatdoIlooklikewhatcolorismyeyeswhatcolorismyhairdoIhaveanyfreckleshowcanyouevenseemeinthefirstplaceismyhairtoolongamIcute-"
"Stop. Please. Calm down." Izuku begged. Was this how people felt when he started mumbling? No wonder they always got annoyed.
"Sorry. Sorry." She apologized, backing up slightly. "It's just... You're the first person who can see me. No one has since..." She trailed off. There was an awkward silence that passed between them.
"Silver." Izuku finally muttered.
"Huh?"
"Your hair. It's silver."
"Oh. Silver..." She whispered quietly. Then, she smiled at him before moving forwards. "So, you headed to the station right?" He nodded. "Well, want to go together then?"
"...Sure."
Hagakure nodded, before starting to walk towards the station. That went better than he thought it would. He actually managed to make a friend, despite circumstances. His first friend, ignoring Bakugo, if that even counted. Well, that bridge was burned already he supposed. And he didn't really count anyone back in Hallownest. They more more... Acquaintances than anything. The closest would have been Sly, yet they were more colleagues and customer/store owner than anything. Did Hornet even count as an acquaintance? She was at his throat more than most others were-
"Midoriya! You coming?" Hagakure called out. Looking up, he realized the girl had stopped shortly ahead.
"Sorry." He jogged to catch up.
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The next day, he returned to U.A to properly begin his days to being in the hero course.
And boy was the start of that slightly underwhelming.
Just because they were in the hero course did not mean they got out of having to participate in regular classes. As such, the start of their days were met with mundane schoolwork.
The start of their day consisted of English class, taught by President Mic, who was ever loud and enthusiastic as always. Despite that, the class was still ordinary and in such case, boring to most, if not all of the students, Izuku included.
After that, they had Mathematics with Cementoss. Again, nothing super interesting, since they were just regular classes but taught by pro heroes. In fact, Izuku was even more bored in this class, since he was very confident in his skills at math.
Lunch was an awkward affair. The pro hero Lunch Rush served the cafeteria with top quality food for extremely reasonable prices. He initially tried to sit alone at lunch, only for Hagakure to pull him towards a table with a chunk of their class. Sitting at the end, most of the table elected to ignore him, conversing with themselves. They did however politely respond when Hagakure herself forced him to join the conversation. It seemed to make her happy to have him involved, so he indulged her. Nothing more than short clipped sentences however, seeing as he was still a socially awkward outcast. Being in a crowded room, he definetly felt more than enough stares at his direction, which confused him slightly. He wasn't exactly doing anything, even if his eyes were strange.
Finally, they reached the afternoon. Where the hero course has the class that none of the other courses have.
Obviously, it was hero basic training.
Izuku waited patiently at his desk as he heard the excited murmuring around him. Though, even he had to admit he was slightly excited.
"I AM!"
Ah. He could recognize that voice anywhere.
"COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!" Blonde haired, extremely muscular and dressed in his hero costume, All Might opened the doors and made his entrance. The class' excitement only grew when they realized who their teacher was.
"It's actually All Might! He's really gonna teach us!" One Denki Kaminari called out.
"Yes! Hero Training! The class that will mold you all into heroes and shape your future!" All Might spoke, posing all the while. "Today, there is no time to waste! We will be doing a practical activity, Battle Training!"
Izuku glanced arpund at that, seeing more than enough people happy at that. He could feel Bakugo's smile in front of him, and it certainly didn't make him feel good.
"Of course, to be a hero, you have to look the part!" All Might continued. "Therefore, in accordance to your 'Quirk Registry' and request forms, we have brought you these!" With that, he pressed a button. From the walls nearby, four shelves with briefcases numbered 1 to 20 came out. Weirdly, briefcase number 17 was missing.
"Your costumes! Everyone grab the briefcase that corresponds to your student number, and get changed! When you're done, meet me at Ground Beta in ranking order!" All the students got up, and quickly grabbed the briefcase of their corresponding number. Izuku, realizing his was the one missing, walked over to All Might.
"Sir?" He asked, getting the masculine man's attention. "Mine's missing."
"Ah! Yes!" All Might realized. "Your request came in late, so they were just finishing it today. I had brought up something I thought would... be an issue, so it was delayed slightly. You are to talk with Power Loader at his workshop to get your costume before meeting up at Ground Beta. Worry not! We will not begin until you are ready!" And then he left, quickly dashing towards the training grounds.
Moving down the halls, Izuku headed towards the workshops where the support courses would be having their afternoon classes. Power Loader would be teaching Class 1-H at this time, so he made his way to the doors. As he got closer, he instantly felt something wrong, and quickly backstepped away from the doors. Immediately, there was a loud explosion, and the doors were blown open. Reacting instinctively, he reached his hands out and barely caught a body that had blown through the now open doors. The momentum they came at, however, brought both of them to the floor, said body landing on top of him.
"Hatsume!" He heard Power Loader's voice call out. "What are you doing! Causing explosions on the first day!"
"Sorry! I didn't think that would happen!" The body on top of him called out. She turned to him, the pink haired girl with crosshair eyes staring down at him. "Hi there!"
"Hello." Izuku blinked back. He looked down, before quickly bringing his eyes back up. "Mind getting off?"
"Oh! Sure thing!" The mechanic girl, quickly shifted and stood up, allowing Izuku to do the same. "So. Who're you? Come to make some babies as well?"
"Izuku Midoriya." He blinked, before tilting his head. "...Babies?"
"Don't mind her." Power Loader showed up at the door, wafting away some of the lingering smoke with his hands. "Thats Mei Hatsume, and I can already tell she's going to be a handful."
"Sorry! I didn't think that particular baby would react like that!" The girl tried to defend herself.
"In any case, here's your briefcase." Power Loader said, handing him the briefcase labelled #17. "Your sword doesn't fit in it, which is why we have it seperate." Spire was in his other hand, the weapon looking just as he left it. Ge grabbed it quickly, and subconsiously realized just how happy he was to have it back in his hands.
"Oh! That's your baby?!" Hatsume voice came out close to his ear. He turned to see her looking at it over his shoulder. "It's so well made! Perfectly balanced, sleek design, super sharp! Though maybe I could add a few adjustments, like making it extendable or making it shift into a gun too. Maybe even adding something to light it on fire..." Her hand started reaching over to it, before Izuku tugged it back, cradling it in his arms tightly while glaring daggers at Hatsume. She held her hands up in surrender, before he turned back to Power Loader.
"There were issues?"
"Issues? Ah." Power Loader frowned. "Not really an issue, more a disagreement. Some of us were against... Nevermind. Though, All Might will probably say something when you get back. Speaking of which, you should probably head out to not be late." Izuku nodded, taking his costume and Spire before heading over to his class.
"Bye!" Hatsume called out. "If you ever want me to fix your baby, let me know! Or if you need a baby made!"
Okay, she needed to work on her phrasing. Also, he wouldn't be letting her touch Spire. Not after knowing her first "baby" exploded.
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Luckily, Izuku had managed to catch up to his class just as they were finished changing into their costumes. He quickly changed into his, and ran outside to group up with the rest before their entrace to Ground Beta.
"Looking good is very important, ladies and gentleman! And you all look great! So, my wards, welcome to Battle Training!" All Might's grand voice spoke, as he nodded in front of the class.
Izuku looked around at everyone's costumes. He had to admit, they all looked good.
"Midoriya!" Hagakure called out to him. He turned to look, before immediately turning away. "Hmm? What's wrong?"
"I can see you." He bluntly spoke.
It took her a couple of seconds, before she squeaked in embarassment, and ran to hide behind another student, which happened to be Tokoyami. He looked confused, but shrugged and joined their conversation. Her "costume", if he could call it that, was simply a pair of gloves and boots. Which, to be fair, maximised the use of her quirk since she was invisible. At least, to everyone else. To Izuku...
"Sorry." He apologized to her.
"It... It's fine." She managed to squeak out. "Just wanted to say your costume really fits you!"
Well, he certainly hoped so. After all, he designed the outfit to match his previous appearance in the past. His costume consisted of a black jumpsuit, with nothing particularily fancy about it other than being decently form fitting. He had a grey cloak that similarily matched his old one, along with a small holster which was imbedded into it. That would allow his sword to rest along his back, and he thought it give easier access than a sheath would. Originally, he though of having a helmet as well, but thought it could cause issues in the future. Instead, he added a small white hood with his cloak, which had two small horns identical to the ones he lost.
Overall, he looked like a slightly taller, green haired but mostly identical Knight.
"It does." Tokoyami agreed. "Though, why are you hiding behind me?"
"Uh... I..." Hagakure started blushing. Not that anyone other than he could tell. "I'm nervous..." She eventually stammered out. The bird merely blinked, before turning back to Izuku.
"It seems that we went for similar themes." Tokoyami said. "I suppose as another who draws their powers from the darkness, we would have similar tastes."
And their costumes were similar. Considering that he also had a dark cloak on. Though, his was black rather than his grey. He also had a bit of red color poking through around his neck.
"Sir!" Iida's loud voice called out, gathering everyone's attention. His costume was that of a classic knight, plate metal and helmet covering him. "Are we going to be doing cityscape maneuvers again?"
"Nope!" All Might answered. "Today we are going to move on to step two! Indoor Anti-Personnel Battle Training!"
That got everyone even more excited.
"Statistically, villains will be found indoors more than outdoors. Therefore, today we will be splitting into teams of two and having 2 vs 2 battles! Each team will either be a the heroes or the villains in this scenario!"
"So... No basic training?" Tsuyu, now dressing in an appropriately green costume asked.
"I believe that practical experience teaches you the basics faster!" All Might smiled.
"What determines victory?"
"Can I just blast everyone away?"
"Are you going to threaten to expell us like Aizawa-sensei did?"
"Doesn't my cape look fabulous?"
"How will we be split into teams?" The class erupted into questions.
"One at a time! My quirk isn't super hearing!" All Might sweatdropped. Jiro frowned slightly at that comment. All Might proceeded to pull out a piece of paper, and began to read off of it. "Here's the scenario! The villain team will have a nuclear weapon inside their hideout, and the hero team must go in to retreive it! There will be limited time for the heroes to either capture the villains, or retreive the bomb! Villains must do the opposite. Stall enough time protecting the bomb, or disabling the heroes!"
"Capture?" Iida asked.
"Yes!" All Might pulled out a box, and pulled out a white tape. "These will be capture tapes. Wrap it around a limb and the combatant will be considered captured! Now, we will make teams by drawing lots!"
"Lots!" Iida shouted. "Are we sure this is the best way to do this?!"
"Sure! Sometimes heroes must team up with whoever else they meet in the scene! They don't have the luxury to always have certain teammates available!" All Might reasoned.
"Of course! My apologies sensei!" Iida bowed.
And so lots were drawn to make teams. Izuku ended up with a sheet with the letter A. After a bit of searching, he found his partner.
"So, it seems fate has decided to pair us together for this battle." Tokoyami spoke. In his hand was the other sheet with A written on it. Izuku simply nodded, not usually much for words.
"Now! The first two teams will be these two!" All Might reached in two boxes labelled heroes and villains and pulled out two balls. The black one which came from the villain box was labelled A. The white one was labelled D. His eyes turned to those who were on team D.
Tenya Iida.
And Katsuki Bakugo. Whos smile was down right murderous.
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A/N - Mostly humor this chapter. Izuku is much higher in rankings at least.
I'll be sticking mostly to canon as I don't think I'm creative enough to make new plot lines. However I am willing to twist things slightly to make things interesting. Such a case, Bakugo and Midoriya have swapped roles here, plus he has a darker colored teammate than Ururaka.There will be slightly more changes as I aim to intertwine Hollow Knight lore slightly more into the story. I don't want to add too much however in fear of making things too chaotic, or changing things too much.
Also for those wondering about updates, my writing is extremely inconsistent. School as well as Covid changes messed me up. I write what I can whenever I find time. Plus trying to write while thinking ahead so as to not mess things up.
Thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed! Hopefully I do the oncoming fight some justice.
Did a quick edit to change Lida to Iida. Thanks KyrosVasera. If I missed one, woops.