MChapter 9:
Many years ago. Humanity went through an evolution. The first recorded cases of super powered individuals were reported. Then all across the world, powers became more common. We began calling these strange powers, quirks. Then, like wildfire, they spread through the entire world. Now it's believed that almost 90% of the world's population has some kind of quirk. Almost overnight, the supernatural became the totally normal. However, there remained a few who were born without a quirk, called the quirkless. I would know about them because I used to be one of them.
My name is Izuku Midoriya, and this is how I became the world's greatest hero. But you already know that story. You know about how I inherited the quirk One for All from my idol, All Might. You know how I went to UA to train to become a hero, and how I became the number one hero in the world. However, in life, you never know what your future may hold so this is not the story of how I became the world's greatest hero. Instead, this is the story of how a new generation became something greater.
My Hero Academia Next Generation: New Heroes:
3rd Person POV:
"Hana."
"Hana."
"Hana Izumi!"
The blonde girl whose name was being called slowly opened her eyes. Her vision was blurry at first, only being able to make out a few colors. However, as her vision became clear she could better get acquainted with her surroundings.
"Thank goodness you're alright." The first thing Hana saw after her vision became clear was the worried face of the number one hero, Deku.
"De-ku?" The little blonde girl was barely able to choke out the hero's name as the green haired man looked down at his pupil with a distinct look of somber joy. Like he was happy to see her but was about to deliver some bad news.
"You had me worried there for a moment." The hero spoke to his pupil while adopting his signature ear to ear smile. However, Hana could still sense there was something underneath, a hint of somber fear.
"W-what happened?" Hana was barely able to choke out a few words as she began to fully understand her surroundings. Looking around for a moment, the street rat could see that she was currently laying on what looked like a hospital bed. Scanning the rest of the room, she could clearly see she was indeed in a type of hospital. She had never really been to any kind of medical center in her years on the street. However, she could tell from the white tiled walls and floors, and the beeping heartbeat monitor next to her that she was indeed in some kind of hospital room.
"Y-you don't remember?" Deku nervously asked his successor as she thought about to for a moment. Clearing her thoughts, she flash-backed to the last thing she could remember, running through the gates of the entrance exam.
Then, it all flooded back to her. The exam, the robots, Ronin, her arms, and legs.
"No. No. No!" Hana thought to herself again as she remembered what had happened to her extremities. Pictures of the purple and twisted flesh showing up in her mind.
"No! Deku! My arm it's" Getting worked up and turning her head, the blonde looked over and was expecting to see the same mangled arm she had before. However, when she looked at her arm. It was completely normal.
Rather than having a purple and blue bruised color, it was a regular white pink. Rather than the entire arm being twisted and contorted, it was straight and normal.
"It's okay. It's okay." Deku attempted to calm his apprentice as he saw her growing more unsettled at the memories. "You're alright."
"Wh-how. My arm it was…" the girl was at a lost for words. She had felt the bones shatter. She had felt her skin tear and rip. She had felt her legs break.
Her legs.
Looking back down her body, the young heroine was in for another surprise. Her formally broken and mangled legs were completely fine. She couldn't believe what had happened. Somehow her body had completely healed itself.
"Yeah, about that." Deku let a cheeky smirk envelop his face as his successor could tell he knew what had caused her spontaneous healing.
"Hey, She's up now!" After looking to his left, Deku shouted to someone off to his side and further down the infirmary. Slowly turning her throbbing head, Hana was able to see a tall woman in a lab coat walking towards the two of them, clipboard in hand.
Getting a better look as her eyes began to fully clear up, Hana could see the tall woman had long white hair and white pale skin. Furthermore, she seemed to be in her twenties and seemed to have a clear case of RBF. (Resting bitch face.) She didn't even bat an eye or have any pep in her step as she simply walked right over to the girl's cot. However, the most striking thing about the woman was found right on her face.
Sticking out of her forehead, was a long white horn with a black spiral pattern running around the base of it.
"Is she?" The doctor lady condescendingly asked the now smiling hero as she walked right past the big man and bent over to look right at the blonde on the bed.
"Woah! Hey!" Hana was caught off guard as the woman invaded her personal space and looked right at her from multiple angles before reaching over and pulling the girls eyelids back and looking at her body parts from multiple angles.
"Ahhh! Hey!" Hana shouted this time, her voice finally coming back to her. "What the hell!?"
The doctor simply smirked for the first time, her indifferent face finally changing as she looked away from the angry girl and began to write something on her clipboard.
"There's a nice way to do that." The blonde girl told the doctor as she understood the woman was checking her for any damages. But it was still rude to touch someone like that without even asking them.
"Ah, is that anyway to thank the person who saved your life?" Having fully adopted Deku's cheeky smirk, the woman asked the aspiring heroine as she quirked an eyebrow for a moment before catching her drift.
"YOU?" Hana practically screamed when she caught on. Slightly startling the woman and the green-haired hero who didn't even try and hide his joyous smile. Both now fully understanding that they had sobered up the girl from her stupor.
"You fixed… This!?" Hana asked as she reached over and grabbed her right arm and swung it around to emphasize her point. The extremity still felt numb, the same kind of feeling you'd get when it falls asleep.
"Don't be too grateful." The doctor kept her indifferent tone as she slightly blushed. Not expecting that kind of reaction from this teenage girl.
They all sat in silence for a moment, Hana still recuperating a little from the whiplash, the doctor continuing to write on the blonde girl's chart, and Deku just happily standing off to his side. Joyously loving the interaction between his former pupil and his current one.
However, the silence was broken when the white-haired woman was checking the girl's pulse and caught sight of her eyes. They were still staring at her right arm. Her fingers lightly curling into the palm as if to make sure it still worked. Images of the disfigured extremity, and memories of the pain filling her head.
In those pain filled eyes; the doctor could see one question the girl wanted to ask. "How?"
Rather than say anything, the woman caught the blonde's eyes and lightly tapped the horn on her forehead with her pen. Sending a clear sign to the girl.
"This?" Hana asked as she lightly gestured to the girl's horn with her left hand.
"Yeah." The woman told her, before continuing to elaborate. "You see, my quirk it,"
Or at least she would have continued to elaborate if she hadn't been interrupted.
"Her quirk is called Rewind!" The two-women turned to looked at Deku alarmed. The hero chirping up like the proudest father ever.
"It lets her." The hero likely would have continued with his explanation, but looking back over to the woman in question, he could tell from the angry look on her face, she did not like being interrupted.
"Uh… Sorry." Deku cartoonishly squeaked out as he as slunk down a little shameful at interrupting his surrogate little sister.
"Haha." However, the white-haired woman just lightly giggled and rolled her eyes at her brother's cartoonish actions.
"Anyway!" The doctor said jokingly as her face finally showed a genuine smile that made Hana feel more comfortable as she followed suit and smiled as well.
"My quirk is called Rewind." The doctor repeated the words of the hero while grabbing a stethoscope off the side bed.
"It allows me to, well, rewind." She continued to explain as she grasped the stethoscope and placed it the front of the girl's chest.
"I can rewind anyone or anything back in time." The doctor explained very sternly as her face returned to its indifferent look, and she tilted the girl forward to place the stethoscope on her back.
"Wait… So, you can rewind… Anything?" Hana asked the woman as her mind was recoiling from this, she had completely lost focus on what the woman was doing.
"Does that me you can. Ahh." The blonde girl had her question interrupted when the doctor pulled the IV needle from the aspiring heroines arm. Hana hadn't even noticed there was a needle in her arm when she woke up. Her mind reeling with so many questions.
"Yes, I could rewind someone or something so far they never even existed." The white-haired woman's tone dropped to be almost threatening as fear filled the blonde's head. Her pupils dilated and her heart jumped, becoming worried about the power this girl possessed.
However, as the woman applied a band-aid to the girl's shaky arm. She shot a dodgy smile up at the girl while looking her in the eyes. Hana beginning to understand it was just a joke.
"Don't worry. Lucky for you, I'm one of the good guys." The doctor spoke with a tone that would be like that of speaking to a child. Nevertheless, Hana smiled back at her, somehow sensing she really was one of the good guys.
"The name's Eri." The white-haired doctor finally identified herself as she stood up from the injured girl's bed and placed her chart back on the front of it.
"Looks like you're all good." Eri told her patient one final time as she began to walk away. "Whenever you feel good to start moving. You're free to go."
Eri gave one final bow as Hana nodded lightly. However, before she made it fully out of an earshot, Hana had one more question.
"Wait!" The girl yelled as the doctor stopped and spun on the balls of her feet to look at the girl.
"Eri… What?" Hana asked her as she looked confused for a second, not understanding the girls phrasing. "Like, what's your last name?"
Hana reworded the question and Eri now understood what the girl was asking, but she didn't seem enthused about it.
"Uh… Well." Shifting on the balls of her feet and lightly scratching the back of her head, the woman looked almost scared for a moment. Hana finding it odd as her normally stoic façade crumbled. The blonde girl began to worry as Eri fiddled with her words a little and didn't have a clear answer. That was until someone saved her.
"Eri." Deku spoke up as he looked between the two of them. A small smile enveloping his lips.
"It's just Eri." The hero said once more, this time looking right at his successor. Which was enough to get the point across.
Rather than say anything, Eri smiled back at Deku, both sharing a brief moment before the white-haired woman got carried away.
"Anyway, I have several other patients to get to." Eri told them as she bowed once more before departing and leaving the small room. Hoping to not be asked anymore questions about her childhood.
"She was… Nice." Hana said as she looked back over to where the doctor had been. Still surprised she had managed to fix all the damages to her body. In truth, the girl was more scared than anything, but if Deku trusted her, then she should too.
"You have no idea." Deku said back as they both just looked over to where she had exited from, before turning to face each other and lightly smiling.
The symbol's famous grin meeting the young thief's sly smile. Both looking like opposite beings.
Deku was in his hero costume. Having been freshly washed and cleaned. He had a clean handsome smile that would send and girl's heart a flutter. He smelt of cologne and many sweet scents. Altogether, looking like a gentleman and a hero.
Hana was in her dirty leather jacket. All her clothes still being covered in dirt and soot only now also being covered in a thick layer of sweat. She smelt of mud and rust, the distinct smell of an old warehouse somewhere in Tokyo. Altogether, looking like a street rat and a thief.
However, despite their differences in dress and look. Both shared one thing. A proud, happy smile.
But what did this little thief have to be proud of anyway.
"No. No. NO!"
"It's okay. I'm here."
"I'm sorry, Deku."
Then it all came flooding back to her.
"No. No. Deku. No!" The girl began to scream as the vile memories flooded back it. Her thoughts being cast in new light as she remembered the one robot she had destroyed. Just the one.
"Deku! I'm so sorry!" Hana didn't stop the tears from filling her eyes once more. The memories being too much to handle as she brought her head down into her hands to cradle her crying face.
"I'm sorry! The exam! I couldn't!" The girl managed to croak out a few small words in between her sobs. Feeling too ashamed by her actions to fully tell the truth.
"I! I! Couldn't! Do anything!" She had known this feeling all too well, but this time it stung even more. This wasn't the same as being forced to steal fruit, or to work with gangsters. This shame felt even worse because someone was counting on her. And she failed him.
"The one robot! It's all! It's all I could do!" Hana continued to sob into the darkness of her palms as she explained her story. The shame in her heart feeling infinity worse than any pain her arms or legs endured.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! You tried to help me… but I failed!" The teenage girl continued to apologize as she hoped to be forgiven somehow by her mentor.
"Young Hana Izumi!" Hana finally looked up from the darkness of her hands when she heard the hero say these words. Praying his fury would be gentle. However, what he did next was something she never expected.
"You have nothing to apologize for." The hero not only continued to smile at the girl's teary-eyed face. But he also followed this by reaching across the small bed and wrapping the girl in his arms.
"I couldn't… Couldn't be more proud of you." As Deku continued to speak to his successor he slowly rested his chin on top of her spiky halo. His eyes beginning to tear up as well. But not out of pain, or shame, or sadness. Out of true joy.
"You made! The hardest possible decision!" The hero managed to choke his complements out between his sobs. His successor doing much the same.
"And you make me so proud! To be your mentor!" Midoriya finally ended his short speech as he drew the crying girl back from his now damp chest to look at her face. Both of their crying eyes staring at each other.
"Thank you, Hana! Thank you! For choosing me!" Both hero and heroine had no more words as the simply embraced one final time. Both fully allowing their eyes to continue to sob, even as they both could find their smiles.
"Besides." Hana could hear the soft sobs give way to a slight chuckle in Midoriya's voice.
"I hear. There's a boy. Who would really like to thank you." Deku fully allowed his soft chuckles to ring out as Hana finally remembered the last piece of the puzzle. The person she'd saved.
"Ronin…?" Hana half asked half stated as she could also feel her eyes drying slightly. The memories of the smiling handsome boy bringing her joy.
Rather than speaking, the symbol simply nodded his head at the girl's question. His crying face finally shifting as his world-famous smile shown through. Hana quickly following suit as they both cheered up and smiled yet again.
"Besides." Deku left the word hanging for a moment as his pupil could see his happy smile turn slightly mischievous.
"We need to have a talk about what happened in Shibuya." The hero told his successor as the girl would have normally felt very worried. However, looking into his eyes, and seeing his bright smile, Hana could sense he wasn't angry with her.
So, she just smiled back up at him also. Both laughing slightly at remembering the story. Hana's mind no longer thinking about the entrance exam. The only thing on her mind being the radiant smile of the number one hero right in front of her. The amazing man she got to call her mentor.
However, as the two began to converse further, sharing a few laughs as Hana began to tell her side of the Shibuya incident. Just outside the door to the infirmary, another girl sat on her own cot angrily staring through the door's window.
"Hmph." Shiho Midoriya grumbled to herself as she continued to stare at the "tender" moment going on between her father and his successor. The young thief named Hana Izumi.
"Sure, I destroy the million-point-robot and almost die in the process. But does he say hi?" Shiho whispered to herself while comically rolling her green irises at the show before her.
"What was that?" A voice asks beside her, and the young heroine turned to face the medic who had been examining her. The medic seemed confused as she was preparing a suitor kit for a gash on the green-haired girl's right arm that had been broken. The extremity now being fit into a sling to cradle it.
"Oh, nothing. Just talking to myself." Shiho attempted to brush off the question as she refocused her attention on the stitches the young nurse was preparing.
"Okay then." The small doctor sounded indifferent to the girl's remark. Most likely because her attention was being also pulled away to the needle, she was preparing to stitch up the girl's gash.
"So, is it true what their saying about you…?" Shiho's head turned back to address the girl as she broke from her indifferent tone.
"What?" Shiho asked the girl as she was confused to what the nurse was referring to with "what their saying about her."
"That your… You know. Quirkless?" The girl tiptoed around her question like a doctor telling a patient they have cancer.
"Uhh, yeah. Yeah, I'm quirkless." Shiho blankly told her while feeling slightly uncomfortable.
"Okay. Um. Well. It's just…" the girl babbled uncontrollably. Seeming nothing like the indifferent girl from before.
"Haha." Shiho giggled a little at the girl's stumbling words. "Just spit it out."
"Well, people have just been talking about how you. Destroyed the million-point robot?" The nurse asked once more with hopeful eyes, almost like she wanted it to be true.
"Yeah. Yeah. That's also true." The girl almost gasped when the green-haired girl told her these words.
"But like… how did you…?" The girl continued to stumble over her words, seeming downright shocked from the truth of the rumor.
"Well, It took a lot of will, and about fifty kilograms of plastic explosives." They both lightly giggled at her little joke.
"But seriously." The humorous air of the joke was quickly evaporated as the nurse's voice took on a more serious tone. "How did you do that?"
It was a difficult question to answer. Obviously, Shiho could just say she made a bunch of explosives, but it wasn't that simple. Ever since she'd heard the news about One for All, it's like a fire was lit under her ass.
There was always this safe knowledge that One for All, and her father would always catch her. But without it… she was forced to work on her own.
Call it tough love or what the fuck. But whatever it was. It could only be described by one sentence.
"Because It was something I had to do." It was such a simple answer. But it was the best one she could give.
"Huh." The nurse pondered for a moment as she let the words sink in.
"Does that mean. I could too?" Shiho quirked an eyebrow at this girl's question, not fully understanding it at first. However, she was able to pick up on the context clues and figure out what she meant.
"You're quirkless?" She asked the girl as she looked down almost ashamed. Making a face that Shiho could recognize. It was the same face she saw in the mirror when she heard she would never have a quirk.
"Yeah. Pretty stupid right? Trying to be a doctor." The nurse asked back to which Shiho just lightly chuckled. Catching the girl's attention and pulling her eyes off the ground.
"Almost as stupid as blowing yourself up to destroy a 200-story robot." They both promptly laughed at this as Shiho knew this kind of self-deprecating humor would lighten her up.
"Look, I'll make you a deal." Shiho began.
"If I become a hero, then you have to become a doctor." Shiho told the girl while looking her dead in the eye. Her stare seeming to reach her very soul.
"Deal?" She asked, confused why she was taking this so seriously. This nurses' life didn't affect her, in fact they probably would never meet again. So why did she feel the need to motivate her like this?
"Deal." However, when the nurse happily nodded and gave her patient a big smile. Shiho knew why. After all, a hero doesn't just fight villains, a hero saves everyone.
"All done." Shiho was surprised for a moment as she looked back down to where the girl had gestured to and saw that the gash on her arm had been fully stitched up.
"You're good to go." The nurse offered one final smile as she pats her patient on the back. Shiho was still surprised; she hadn't felt a thing and yet somehow. The nurse had completely stitched up her arm.
"Thank you." Shiho was able to say past her shocked face.
"Thank you." The nurse told her back before giving one final bow and walking away.
Shiho simply smiled at this, still confused about the reason for her sudden interest in this aspiring doctor. Perhaps some mix of seeing herself in the girl and losing her inhibitions after the exam. Either way, she hoped the best for the girl.
"Ahh." Grunting a little as she stood up, Shiho began to exit the infirmary. Walking down the long white tiled halls and slightly rolling her right arm which had just been in its sling.
"And then that's when I met Mr. Bakugou." Deku broke his eyes away from the blond girl who'd been rattling off about her story from Shibuya. Looking back over to the door and the small window attached.
Through the window he could see the back of a familiar green haired head and blue jacket.
"And he was like… Hey are you listening?!" The normal reserved girl whines as she could see her mentor was no longer looking at her.
"Uh, yeah, yeah. It's just..." He left the words hanging for a moment as he turned to peer through the window again. This time seeing his daughter arm sling as his eyes widened.
"I'm sorry! I need to go!" The hero spoke with a quick rhythm as he shot up and ran to the door. His mind quickly realizing what, or rather who, he had been neglecting.
Hana was naturally confused, but she could trust her mentor enough to understand that Deku had other responsibilities, and that if something had given him this knee jerk of a reaction, it was obviously important.
Throwing open the door and running into the hallway, Deku could see his daughter was much farther away.
"Shiho!" The old man yelled out his daughter as he saw her back stop. Truth be told, he still had no idea what he was going to tell her. There were so many things to be said, it was hard to tell where to begin.
"Shiho I'm… I'm sorry about your arm." Once again, he let the words hang for a moment. Deku figuring condoling his daughter for her injury to be the best course of action.
"Look Shiho." Deku began but was swiftly cut off by his daughter.
"Sorry about your arm?" Shiho comically spun on her heels to address her father while at the same time bearing a cheeky yet quizzical face.
"We haven't spoke in what, nine months?" She condescendingly asked her father while giggling slightly. Genuinely believing the man's actions humorous.
"And the first thing you say." Shiho's face went blank as she prepares herself, her father beginning to feel nervous as he could recognize her rage.
"Is… SORRY ABOUT YOUR ARM?!" Shiho's scream was so loud patients and doctors in nearby rooms looked startled.
"Nothing else?" Deku, while still feeling scared was more confused by this question. However, Shiho was not finished.
"You have nothing else to apologize for?" Shiho clarified her question and Deku now understood her rage.
"Shiho I..." Deku tried to somehow find a way to begin an explanation to his daughter. However, much like before, his daughters rage would not allow it.
"NO, IT'S MY TURN!" She yelled once more before looking around to see people staring. Understanding they were making a scene she began to quiet down.
"Do you have any idea what I did?" She asked him one final question. Walking up to meet his eyes as they were finally up close. Father and daughter.
"I know, you destroyed the million-point robot, and."
"Not that."
…
"Everyday. Every single day. I was training to be just like you, and it's like you didn't even care."
"But Shiho. I did care."
"It sure didn't feel like it."
"Shiho, I had other responsibilities."
"I'm sure you did. But it's good to know I wasn't one of them."
"That's not fair."
"I'm not trying to be."
The father and daughter's back and forth conversation ended for a moment. Both feeling there was very little to say.
"But, hey, you already got someone way better than me, right." Shiho laughed a little as she swaggered away from her saddened father, making her way to the exit of the infirmary.
"Shiho, I was never trying to replace you." The hero continued with his serious tone even in the face of his daughter nonchalant laughing.
"Well, that's a relief." The engineer told her father as she stopped and stood firm while bearing a cheeky smile.
"Because I heard what happened to her." Shiho practically mocked the girl's actions as she began to giggle once more.
"Not exactly the most, "heroic", performance." If this girl had not been his daughter. Deku would not have been strong enough to restrain himself. His fist balling up as he felt angry begin to build. Specifically at his daughter's definition of heroic.
"I mean seriously." Shiho broke from her cocky, almost villain like tone, as her voice came back to sounding hateful.
"That girl… Are you kidding me!?" She asked her father as he continued to stool in his anger. However, as his eyes wondered to the ground the hero felt his rage turn to sorrow, as he realized there was only one person to blame for the current circumstances, and as a single tear rolled down his cheek, Shiho noticed it.
"Thank you, for understanding your mistakes." Shiho told her father, feeling confident she had made her point and that her father now understood the consequences of his actions.
However, as she turned around to leave, her mind having been put to some form of peace. Her father chirped up.
"Shiho." The girl turned around to face her formally downtrodden father, only to find his face blank aside from the single tear.
"I have made a great many mistakes." The hero began as he looked up straight into the girl's eyes. His voice and body language taking on a wiser aura.
"As a hero, as a father, as a husband, and as a man." Izuku Midoriya continued to elaborate, his mouth slightly turning up into a small smirk.
"However, I am certain that giving Hana Izumi my quirk, and having you… Are both not among them." Now it was Shiho's turn to look downtrodden as her eyes came to the floor, the truth of his words sinking into the very core of her being.
"All I can hope, is that one day you can see that." The symbol ended his speech by adopting his signature smile. The girl being unable to tell if it was to comfort her or him, or both.
In the end, Shiho had no clue what to do. She had thought of this moment for so long. Toiled over what she would say, how he would respond, and the circumstances were perfect. She said everything she could, and yet, she still felt the same.
Having not planned for this, she was at a loss for words as an awkward silence enveloped the both of them. However, she was eventually able to scramble together a couple of words, the only words she could say.
"Goodbye, Dad." Shiho Midoriya said these two words to her father as she turned around and pushed through the doors she had been traveling towards before her father interrupted her.
The hero didn't offer any resistance, much like when she first found out about his new successor, Deku understood his daughter would need time to be alone. So, he let her go.
Both party's unaware that a certain blonde thief had been listening to the entire conversation.
"Hhh." Hana Izumi gasped slighty as she put her hand over her gaping mouth and closing the door she had cracked.
The heroine was smart enough to recognize the girl's voice, it was the same girl she had met when walking into the entrance exam exam. A girl who now despised her.
Thinking for a moment, Hana's mind reeled back to the exam, and how pathetic her performance as a hero really was. Perhaps she was right, perhaps Deku was wrong, perhaps she was the mistake.
However, Hana wouldn't have time to think about that as she heard footsteps coming towards her room. Standing up and putting on a good face despite her inner turmoil.
"Damnit." Shiho said to herself once she was sure she was alone. Beginning to walk onto the concrete of the sidewalk outside of the infirmary. The sun had set at this point and most student had gone home, some still continued to stay for practical exams or to chat with friends, but for the most part, it was empty.
So, she just stood there, stooling in her emotions. The story was now more complicated. Not because she felt her father was lying. No. Because she knew he wasn't.
This person she thought he was. Maybe that was never really true, maybe who he was, was something more complicated.
"Ahhh." The green haired girl groaned as she placed her face in her left hand, shaking it back and forth. Unable to determine what to do now. She couldn't go home, not like this.
Besides, mom would continue to work late so it's not like she could help her, and she couldn't face dad after this.
So, that left just one place.
Nodding slightly, she walked out of the main gate of the grotto, and rather than taking a right to go home. She took a left and walked down the sidewalk to one place.
Mei Hatsume's Support Agency.