A/N : Hello again! So, really quickly, I want to tell you all some things, starting with my thanks. I'd like to thank you all for reading this, and for favoriting or following. It legitimately makes me want to go on writing. You all make this worth it. Next, I'd like to talk about the backstory. We will be dropping straight into the action this chapter, and have the origin story next chapter. Izuku will be acting OOC for this story, not just acting like Peter Parker, but he will be calmer and more confident due to him living with the Aizawa's.
Anywho, I hope that you all like this, and I'll update every weekend.
[Edit 12/05/2021: Fixes some minor errors and streamlined a bit of the narrative ridiculousness.]
Disclaimer : I do not own Spiderman or My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero.
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"Zuku! Zuku get up!" A high pitched voice screamed into a green haired teen that was lying down on his bed face down. A half moment later, a small body began jumping up and down on the bed.
"Mmph," Izuku moaned, shaking his head to clear the cobwebs spun during his sleep. About 7 years ago, Izuku had run away from his biological father, who was a villain, and had run into his new father, Mr. Aizawa. Shortly after , he and his wife adopted the small boy, raising him. Opening his eyes, Izuku saw a small girl of 6 1/2 years old with a head of sandy-blonde hair bouncing up on his bed. "Leave me alone Rose. 5 more minutes!"
Suddenly, a small smattering of feet hitting the ground and walking met his ears. The next thing she said made him sit up rapidly. "Mom said that if you aren't down in 3 minutes, I can have as much of your stash as I want!" Izuku had a small stash of candy that he'd saved for years, starting about a year following Rose's birth. In the years following her birth, he'd also learned that Rose had a major sweet tooth, and an appetite even greater than her normal one for sweets. She would finish off his stash in less time than it took him to snap his fingers.
Jumping up frantically, Izuku practically ripped off his All Might pajamas. As he stumbled towards the door, he pulled on a pair of black gym shorts along with a pair of tennis shoes and a somewhat loose plain white t-shirt. When he opened the door, he saw Rose standing there, timing him with a small Hello Kitty watch. She sighed out, "2:31. Your stash is safe, for now."
"Good thing, or all my hard work was for nothing." Izuku sighed dramatically, placing his hand firmly over his heart. "Anyway Munch, let's go down to mom." Walking down the stairs, almost tripping over a random cat that their dad had adopted, the two barely managed to catch sight of the man himself, who was already heading out the door to work. But it's Saturday. Why's he going out to teach today? Izuku shook off his thoughts, determining it to be inconsequential at the moment.
"Good morning Zuku. Nice to see you finally up!" His mother called out, hearing their footsteps on the tiles. "I made some eggs and bacon for you guys, so eat up." A few moments later, when both the kids settled down to eat, their mother attempted to start a conversation. "So, Zuku, are you ready for today?"
"Um, yeah . . ." Izuku trailed off, not really having an idea about what his mother was talking about. "What's going on today?"
His mother and sister looked at him with a shocked look on their faces. "Y-you're not serious, right?" His mother asked, while he looked on with a blank face.
"You mean you've forgotten the event which you've bugged dad and mom about for weeks?" Rose covered her face with her hands, embarrassed by her brother's forgetfulness. "The U.A High . . ."
". . . entrance exam!" Izuku finished, rubbing the back of his neck. "I forgot. Wait!" Izuku looked around frantically to the room, his eyes settling on the clock built into the oven and stove. Crap! 7:32 "I'm gonna be late! Gotta go, sorry mom!" He ran out of the room, leaving his breakfast practically untouched, into the hallway leading to the door, before turning around to an out of the way coat rack. He pulled two gauntlet-like bracelets out of the pocket of a green hoodie. Clapping them on, he rushed out the door to meet the future.
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Izuku ran through the crowded streets of Mustafu, Japan with vigor. So focused on his task was he that, in fact, he didn't notice another runner heading towards him until they collided. She fell backwards, while he only really stumbled, so he extended his hand towards the . . . girl, he noticed, slightly detached from reality. "Sorry about that! I was in a rush to get somewhere, so I didn't look." Izuku rubbed his neck with his free hand, as she gripped the other, pulling herself up.
"No problem!" She stated, brushing some dirt off her knees. She was about half a foot smaller than him, wearing a white and blue tracksuit with a gray shirt peeking out from underneath the opened jacket. She had bob-styled hair in the color of chestnut. Slightly detached, he noticed that she was a very pretty girl."So, if you don't mind me asking, what're you running to?"
"No, it's the least I can do, answer a simple question." Izuku shook his head slightly. "I'm going to the U.A exams."
"You're kidding!" She exclaimed, pressing her fingers together. "So am I!"
"Really?" Izuku asked in amazement. "What's your quirk?" Once the walk light flashed onto a man walking, they began to walk to their shared destination. She opened her mouth to speak, before he cried out, "WAIT!" Fumbling around for a moment with his pockets until he found a medium-sized composition notebook labeled 'Hero Analysis For The Future : Vol. 11.' Opening it to the nearest clear page, he pulled out a pencil and was poised to write. "Sorry, go ahead."
"Uh . . ." She paused before shaking her head and answering, "It's called 'Zero Gravity'. If I touch anything with all 5 of my fingers, I release gravity's hold on the touched object. But if I touch both of my fingers on each hand together, I let gravity take control again," she explained as Izuku frantically wrote on the go, gesturing slightly as she did so. "What's yours?"
"Um, I like to call it 'Spider'." He stated somewhat distractedly as he finished up his summary of her quirk. Refocusing on her and their conversation, he elaborated. "Basically, I can do whatever a spider can. I jump high, crawl on walls, and can lift up to 4 -maybe 5- tons. Unfortunately, I don't make webs, so I have these babies." Izuku lifted his forearms, drawing the girl's attention to his web shooters. "These are my web shooters. They use a chemical concoction of my own invention, that I place in cartridges, to make webs for me. The webs themselves are about the strength of steel with the flexibility of rope."
"You made these?! As a middle schooler?" She asked loudly in amazement.
Izuku chuckled lightly. "Kind of. I built them, but a friend of mine actually invented the design. Despite our efforts though, they run out of web fluid easily, so I usually carry extras."
"Still though," the girl started," your quirk is amazing! You'll definitely get in!" She gave him a thumbs up, grinning widely, before pausing slightly. "What's your name?"
"O-oh! I'm Izuku Aizawa, but my friends just call me Zuku for some reason." He sighed, smiling fondly before turning to her. "What's yours?"
"Ochako Uraraka!" She answered proudly. "Nice to meet you Izu - can I call you Zuku? If you consider me a friend, I mean."
"Sure!" He shrugged slightly. " I honestly don't care what anyone calls me, so feel free to call me anything."
"DEKU!" A loud voice rang out from behind the two prospective heroes, who were just beginning up the steps to the examination center.
"Except for that," Izuku corrected himself. "Feel free to call me anything but Deku."
They turned, and were confronted by a boy of about 5' 9", just 2 inches smaller than Izuku, with explosive pepper-blonde hair. His hands were smoking, small explosions dancing across his palm. His face wore a cruel grin, attempting to seem genuine, while only coming across as creepy. "Hey, you damn Nerd! I thought I told you not to bother applying! After all," the explosions grew larger as the hands moved towards Izuku's shoulders, "a quirkless loser like you won't get past the top 100!"
"Quirkless? Zuku isn-" Izuku placed a hand on her shoulder, jolting her out of her statement.
"Katsuki, I've told you this before, I WILL be a hero, and NOTHING will stop me from doing so. Anyone can be a hero if they have enough grit. Also," Izuku looked around, noting their location," you just insulted and degraded someone right in front of a hero school's examination center."
The effect was immediate. Katsuki blanched, before pushing past the two, accidentally slamming into Izuku's shoulder. Ochako's head turned to him as they swung around back towards the entrance. "Why'd you stop me? And, who was that guy?"
"To start, that was Katsuki Bakugou, a guy from my Middle School that I don't quite get along with, my rival you might say. And he's kind of . . . blunt, if you will. If you'd called attention to yourself, then he might inadvertently insult or degrade you." He went on, slightly rambling. "When I was 4, I was clinically diagnosed as quirkless,so he started calling me 'Deku', or useless." Izuku looked up at the looming golden letters U.A, before stating, "I guess this is it, Ochako. I'll see you later, I guess."
"See you!"
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On the roof of U.A's testing facility, Izuku twisted his torso, stretching out his stiff back. He had just taken the written portion of the exam, and boy, was that fun! Izuku thought sarcastically. Sitting in a chair for 3 hours straight is typically never a good thing for anyone, let alone a fairly active teen like him. On the topic of the actual exam though, he, through self-scoring, knew that he had gotten at least an 89% on the exam, if not even better. "Hey, Zuku!" He was slightly startled when the quiet in the room was replaced with his new friend, Ochako.
"Oh, hey!" He exclaimed, turning his torso particularly far. "Nice to-" POP "-see you again.
"What're you doing?" Ochako asked, seating herself on the ledge, looking towards him.
"Stretching," he answered plainly.
"Oh." They sat in silence for a minute, before she asked, "How do you think you did?"
"Eh." He shrugged slightly. "I passed at least. You?
"I barely passed," she said, a frown appearing on her face slowly. "I'll have to do really well in the practical, or I'm done." She paused, her frown deepening as she thought about something.
Izuku, seeing that she seemed to beat down on herself, attempted to change the subject, asking, "Why do you want to be a hero?"
The change worked, and Ochako blushed slightly. "You're gonna think it's selfish!" She protested.
"Hey," Izuku retorted jokingly, "would a spider ever make fun of you? Come on, just tell me, please."
"Fine." She muttered something too quick and low for him to pick up accurately.
"What?"
"I'm doing it for the money." She lowered her face down to the floor ashamedly, before explaining further. "My folks run a construction company, but it hasn't been doing so well lately. I want to make life easier for them - make it so they never need to work another day in their lives." She was silent for several moments, asking, "So? What do you think now?"
Izuku just looked at her oddly, his head tilted to the side slightly. "Ochako," he paused for a moment before plowing onward, "that is one of the least selfish motivations I've ever heard from being a hero."
"Really?!" Her head shot up sharply, so much in fact that Izuku was worried about whiplash.
Izuku nodded easily, his smile gentle and warm. "Ochako, the most selfish thing someone could do is to take the place of someone else, doing it just for fame or even just for fun," he stated firmly. "You're doing it to help those around you; nothing for yourself, all for others. The definition of selflessness."
She stood up, before moving towards him and giving him a massive bear-hug. How is she so strong!? He thought surprisedly as he returned the hug. They stayed in that pose for several moments, holding each other tightly until the loud voice of Present Mic blared over the P.A. "Testing group A, please report to the bus in front of the entrance."
They turned to each other, and, almost in sync, said, "Sorry, I have to go!"
A moment passed where they just stared at each other, before Izuku started to laugh, followed quickly by Ochako. "You're in Group A too?" Izuku managed in between laughs. Ochako nodded, unable to respond from the laughter that failed to be stopped. "Hoo." Izuku breathed out, before saying, "Let's go then!"
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"54!" Izuku cried, slamming a 3 pointer into a 2 pointer as he spun, letting go of his web a moment later, sending the 3 pointer into the side of a building.
He had been doing fairly well, but he had heard others call out scores similar to his, a bluenette boy being the nearest at about 45 points. The same boy had been very curt with him earlier - before the practical - for wanting to wish Ochako good luck. "2 MINUTES LEFT!" Present Mic screeched out, slightly irritating the heightened hearing of Izuku.
Suddenly, he felt a strong twinge or tingle in the back of his mind. My Spidey-Sense is tingling, but what fo- his thought was interrupted by a loud crash behind him. Turning, Izuku expected a larger 3 pointer pointing a rocket towards him, not a gigantic robot with 8 eyes and tank-tracks for legs, its fist crushing a building nearby him. The giant robot had a large white 0 painted onto its right shoulder. Only an idiot would actually try to fight that thing! Izuku thought, staring up at the zero-pointer.
"RUN!" After the panicked scream, all the examinees ran past him while he stood staring at the 0 pointer, only the bluenette stopping for enough time to glance at the only still person on the battleground before running on.
After a moment of this, Izuku finally turned as well, but halfway through the motion, he heard something that made him turn back. "Help! Please, someone help!" A cry for help that wouldn't be answered by anyone other than him. One made by his new friend.
Izuku saw Ochako trapped under some large rubble. Not only that, but Ochako was in the direction of the zero-pointer, thus its closest target. The robotic villain looked down at its new target, before moving its massive arm. Almost immediately, Izuku turned, sending out two streams of webs at the buildings nearest him. I'm an Idiot. Izuku sighed, before grinning wildly. He took 20 steps back, before yelling, "Hey ugly!" Immediately, the fist stopped its progress towards the girl as the robot turned towards him instead. "I knew you were supposed to be a villain, but picking on an unarmed girl," he pulled himself forwards letting the web slingshot him into the thing's face, "this is an all new low for your kind!" He flipped off the falling machine's face, leaving a small crater in his wake.
He aimed his wrists carefully, before pressing down on his palm with his two middle fingers. All that came out was a thin stream of liquid web. Crap! He pressed down on the small lever on his wrist rapidly, producing nothing at all. He looked down to the ground, bracing himself for his inevitable future as a splat mark on the fake street. Suddenly, a crack echoed through the street, and Izuku was found a moment later rubbing his cheek. "Release!" Ochako cried out, tapping her fingers together. Immediately, Izuku ate a face full of concrete.
A few moments passed, before Present Mic shrieked out, "TIME'S UP!" about 20 seconds late.
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"Did you see that kid?!" A teacher, the pro-hero Snipe, asked in complete amazement. Currently, all of the teachers in U.A were reviewing the footage of the different entrance exams. Most of the teachers' attention was on Examinee # 1327, AKA Izuku Aizawa. "He just destroyed that zero-pointer! In one hit, too!
"The way he just jumped in to protect that girl though," A man that looked like all skin, bones, and blonde hair put in, "that's just what a trained pro-hero would do!"
"All Might, that's just what my son does; Izuku's a hero at heart," Shouta stated, not a small bit of paternal pride coloring his tone.
"Still, that, combined with that pure ability - I assume you've worked with him, Eraserhead?" Shouta nodded. "I believe that makes him a high-quality hero-in-training, possibly the best we've had since Togota." Principal Nezu's words brought an awkward silence, until Present Mic asked, "What did he score in the actual exam?"
All Might looked through the file. "Examinee # 1327, AKA Izuku Aizawa. 96% on the written portion of the test, and . . . holy cow! 54 villain points, and a full 60 hero points!" Almost all the teachers rushed to verify the results, save for Shouta and Principal Nezu.
"THAT - THAT MEANS THAT HE'S THE TOP SCORER! THAT'S SOME KID YOU'VE GOT THERE SHOUTA!" Present Mic praised loudly, slapping his friend's back solidly.
"How'd that girl - the one Izuku saved - do?" Shouta asked, seemingly ignoring his friend's comment, but if someone looked closely, they would notice the slightly quirked up corners of his mouth.
"Examinee # 931, AKA Ochako Uraraka. 78% on the written test, and 31 villain points along with 30 rescue points."All Might looked back to Shouta, "She'll probably be like #10 on the rankings."
"Hm." Principal Nezu, scratched his chin as he smiled joyously exclaimed, "I think this year will be very exciting!"
A/N : Thanks for reading! I decided to take a while actually typing this, opting instead to get a head start on Chapter 3, so now my hands are hurting. Leave any complaints and comments you have in the review section below. See you next time! Bye!
[Edit 12/5/2021 : Wow, this was a little easier to edit than the prologue was. Still, I'd appreciate if you would leave your review on all these edits, or if you didn't originally read it, feel free to review anyways! See you all as soon as I finish editing the next chapter! Bye!]