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My Hero Academia is owned by Kohei Horikoshi. Blue Beetle is owned by DC Comics. A SuDoku for Dummies book is owned by The Eccentric Dez.
"Do you have everything you need?"
Izuku was standing at the door in his U.A. uniform.
"Yes, mom," Izuku said. "I double checked last night."
[You double checked 6 times.]
"Whatever."
"Oh, my little baby boy," Inko said, tearing up. "You're growing up so fast. Let me get a picture of you!"
"Mom, I'm going to high school, not the military."
"I know, this'll be quick," she said as she pulled her phone out. "Now, smile!"
Izuku gave her his biggest smile.
"Oh, you look so handsome!"
"Moooom, I gotta go!" He blushed in embarrassment.
"Ok, son, have a good day. I love you."
"I love you too, mom!" he said as he walked out of the apartment and on the street.
[First day of hero school, this finna be a breeze!]
Izuku laughed as he turned on his playlist, playing my life by J Cole ft. 21 Savage and Morray.
Minutes later, he stood in front of the door to class 1-A.
"Wow," Izuku said in awe. "I didn't think it would be this big."
[That's what she said!!!]
"Really? A 'That's what she said' joke? In 20XX?"
[Calm down, mood killer.]
Izuku rolled his eyes and started to walk in.
[Hey Zu, wait. I just wanna say I'm proud of you. You're now on the first stepping stone to accomplishing your dream.]
Izuku blinked and smiled. "Thanks, Scarab."
He walked into class 1-A with his head held high.
"Get your feet off the desk!"
"Shut it four eyes!"
Izuku watched as Bakugou and Iida yelled at each other until both of them looked in his direction.
[Ain't this about a bi-]
"Midoriya," Iida said. "Congratulations on your score. I hope you'll forgive me for my accusational outburst during the test."
"Of course, Iida. Good to see you made it in." Iida nodded.
Izuku's eyes fell onto Bakugou, who was glaring at him with malicious intent.
"Hey, aren't you the guy who took down the Zero-pointer?"
Izuku turned to see the bubbly brunette from the test. Several students looked in the green-haired boy's direction. "Yes, that was me."
The other students began to crowd around Izuku, asking questions in excitement. "Guys, as much as I would enjoy having this conversation, I think the teacher would like to get started."
"He's not here yet," said a tall student with a tail.
Izuku pointed behind a desk, where a man in a large yellow cocoon-like sleeping bag was lying.
"Eight seconds," he deadpanned. "It took you eight seconds to shut up."
The man exited the bag and stood as the students took their seats.
"In the real world," he continued. "Eight seconds are the difference between life and death. My name is Aizawa and I'm your teacher."
He gestured to two boxes on his desk.
"These are your gym uniforms. You have ten minutes to put them on and meet me outside."
The students rushed to the desk as Aizawa walked outside.
[Geez, kind of a hardass, huh?]
"Yeah, I heard he expelled his entire class last year."
[WHAT?! HE CAN DO THAT??]
Izuku grabbed his uniform and went to change. Minutes later, he and the rest of class 1-A stood in an arena. Aizawa stood in front of them.
"Katsuki Bakugou, step forward."
The ash-blonde did as told. "Question: how far could you throw a baseball without using your Quirk?"
"77 meters," Bakugou grumbled as Aizawa handed a baseball.
"I want you to throw this baseball as far as you can using your Quirk," Aizawa replied as he pulled out a distance measuring device.
Bakugou looked at the ball, then at the field as a demonic grin spread on his face. He cocked his arm as far back as he could and sent the ball flying with an explosion, screaming, "DIE!!!" as he released the ball.
[Such a lovely choice of words] said Scarab, sarcastically.
"Yeah, his vocabulary has always been violent." Izuku thought, rolling his eyes.
The device chirped as the ball came to a stop.
"702 meters."
Gasps of admiration were exchanged amongst the students.
"Wow, this looks fun!" The brown-haired girl said excitedly.
Aizawa looked at the brunette. "Fun?" he said, ominously.
["Oh shit."]
"Ok, class," Aizawa said. "There are eight exercises in this test. You will be scored on each of them. Whoever has the lowest total score will be expelled immediately."
Cries of "That's not fair!" and "It's the first day!" and "I don't wanna be expelled!" were exchanged amongst the scared students.
Izuku, however, was unfazed. "Clearly, he's bluffing," he said to Scarab.
[I know. But let's still do well on this test.] "Was there ever any doubt?" Izuku grinned.
The first test was a 50-meter dash and as fate would have it, he went against Bakugou.
"There's no way in hell you got a better score than me, Deku," Bakugou yelled, angrily. "You probably sucked some Pro Hero's dick to get a chance to take this test!"
[Ok, that's it!]
"You're thinking about me sucking dick, Bakugou," Izuku asked smugly. "A little sus, don't you think?"
Bakugou's jaw dropped. Scarab was silent.
"Woah, maybe I'm right. Is that a stiffy I see?" Izuku retorted as he took a running stance.
"The fuck you say to me?!"
Izuku activated his boosters. The countdown clock sounded off.
"3...2...1...GO!" Izuku blasted off and left Bakugou in the dust as he cleared the 50 meters in 2.3 seconds. Bakugou came behind him in 4.8 seconds. Izuku uprighted himself and jogged to a stop. Bakugou skidded to a stop, his eyes angrily staring at the green-haired boy, who turned, gave him a smug smile, and walked away.
"Scarab," he said. "You're quiet."
[It's silent pride.]
The next test was the seated toe touch. Because of his newly adopted martial arts lifestyle, his flexibility had increased, making the test a cinch. He finished in first.
Next was the long jump, in which he used his boosters, again. He landed at 60 feet, coming in first place.
Next was the repeated side steps. Izuku stood in between three lines and began the exercise. Quickly falling into a rhythm, he bounced lightly on each foot. He finished second, only a few points behind a small boy with purple balls on his head.
Next was sit-ups. The class was required to do as many sit-ups as they could. By the time they reached 100, the class had stopped, save for three boys: Izuku, Bakugou, and a bi-colored haired boy by the name of Shoto Todoroki. The class watched as the three boys competed for first place. Todoroki bowed out after 258, while Bakugou and Izuku continued past the 300 mark. Bakugou was sweating profusely due to his quirk, but Izuku had barely broken a sweat. Bakugou eventually gave up at 346 and Izuku took the lead with 369.
Next was a grip strength test, in which the students were to grip a handlebar as hard as they could. Izuku ended up with a score of 500kg.
Next was the mile run. Scarab suggested flying through the test, but Izuku wanted to run. And run he did, keeping up with Iida for a minute until the bespectacled teen sped past him. Izuku came in third, behind Iida and a tall girl by the name of Momo Yaoyorozu, who was somehow able to sneak a bike in the arena.
Izuku's final test was the ball throw. He stood in a ring, pondering how he wanted to use his ability.
[How about hammers?]
"Nah, too easy. Bolas?"
[Nah, the ball might get stuck on the spikes.]
"I got it! Quickdraw!"
[Quickdraw? Like in those stand-offs from those Old Western movies? Well, I don't think I can make a hat and trenchcoat in such short notice, but I do have a gun we can use.]
Izuku chuckled.
Izuku shifted the ball to his left hand and tossed it up in the air. Then as the ball came down, he threw a right jab and activated his blaster at the last second, firing at the ball. The ball flew for a while until it landed at 832.7 meters. He came in second behind the bubbly brunette, whose name was Ochako Uraraka. The class gasped in surprise.
Then an explosion rang out as Bakugou charged the greenette.
"DEKU, YOU BASTARD," he bellowed. "I'M GONNA KILL YOU IF YOU DON'T TELL ME HOW YOU DID THAT!!!"
Cries of "Watch out!" and "Hey!" were shouted at Izuku, who hadn't turned yet.
A loud snap was heard as Bakugou's arms and legs were wrapped in the scarf hanging from Aizawa's neck. The moody teacher's eyes were glowing red and his hair was flying wildly as his Quirk was activated. Bakugou seemed to be frozen by Aizawa's Quirk.
But the most surprising action came from Izuku, who had activated his blade on his right hand, pointing it near the explosion user's cheek. In fact, the edge of the blade was so close to his cheek, that if Bakugou were to slightly twitch, he would have a large gash on his face. Bakugou's eyes looked down to see Izuku's left hand in the form of a blaster, aimed at his chest, the energy swirling rapidly and ready to be fired. Bakugou looked into Izuku's eyes, which were once a calm sea of green. Now the sclera was red and the pupil was a sickly yellow and the first time in 14 years, Katsuki Bakugou was scared for his life.
"Midoriya, stand down!" A light seemed to go off in Izuku as he powered down and mumbled an apology to Bakugou. "Bakugou," Aizawa said, sternly as he released the explosion blonde. "Do that again and I will expel you!"
"Tch."
The two students joined the rest of the class as Aizawa revealed the scores.
1. Izuku Midoriya
2. Momo Yaoyorozu
3. Katsuki Bakugou
4. Shoto Todoroki
5. Eijiro Kirishima
6. Tenya Iida
7. Ochako Uraraka
8. Fumikage Tokoyami
9. Mina Ashido
10. Tsuyu Asui
11. Koji Koda
12. Rikido Sato
13. Kyouka Jirou
14. Yuga Aoyama
15. Hanta Sero
16. Denki Kaminari
17. Mezo Shoji
18. Mashirao Ojiro
19. Tooru Hagakure
20. Minoru Mineta
Mineta began to cry knowing he was going to be expelled.
"Oh, by the way, there will be no expulsions today."
For the third time, the students began to shout, with the exception of Momo and Izuku, who both smiled knowingly.
"Today, you proved what you can do. From now on I want the same energy. Be prepared to give your all in this class or I will actually expel you. Dismissed. Midoriya, may I see you for a moment?"
The rest of the class went to their next class as Izuku stayed behind.
"Yes, Sensei?"
"Principal Nezu would like to speak with you after school concerning your Quirk," Aizawa said, concerned. "Also, what happened today cannot happen again. How long have you had your Quirk?" "Eleven months."
"Has this happened before?"
"No. Unless you're referring to me and Bakugou, in that case, yes. But I can handle both."
Aizawa paused for a moment, then said, "Ok, just don't let it happen again. Understood?" Izuku nodded and left for his next class.
He waited until he was out of earshot, then said, "Thanks for having my back, Scarab."
[No problem, buddy.]
"Hey, how long do we have to keep our situation a secret?"
Scarab paused for a minute, then said, [Who said we have to keep it a secret?]
"Hm, good point." the greenette said.
Izuku breezed through the rest of his classes and, at the end of the day, went to the principal's office.
"Izuku Midoriya," Nezu said, shaking his hand. "We finally meet."
"Nice to meet you too, sir," Izuku replied. "Sensei Aizawa said you wanted to talk about my Quirk?"
"I'll get to that in a second. Would you like some tea?"
The mouse? Bear? Dog? gestured to the seats and table displaying several forms of teas, a kettle of hot water, and two cups. "No thanks, I'm good."
"Alright, then."
The two sat facing each other as Nezu got to business.
"Izuku, there was something odd about your file. During the Entrance Exam and the Quirk Assessment Test, you displayed what seems to be a Quirk, but your file says you are Quirkless. Is that true?"
Izuku hesitated a moment, then said, "Yes, sir. I am Quirkless."
The principal's eyebrows lifted as he hummed in surprise. "Then where is this power coming from?"
Izuku took a deep breath and said, "There is an ancient alien weapon fused to my spine."
[Ancient?!]
"When activated, I gain access to an exoskeleton that has the power to create various weapons to use in combat. I can use parts of the exoskeleton if needed. I can also fly."
"Izuku, if you have that much power," Nezu asked. "Why do you choose to be labeled Quirkless?"
Izuku thought back for a moment.
2 months ago
[Hey, Zu] Scarab asked. [Something's bothering me.]
The alien/human duo had just finished training for the day.
"What's up?"
[Why do you refuse to not be called Quirkless? I mean, you technically have one.]
Izuku looked at Nezu, smiled, and said, "Three reasons. One, without this weapon, I'm still a Quirkless kid. So there's no point in saying I have a Quirk when Scarab's not a Quirk.
"Two, many people have told me that I couldn't be a hero without a Quirk. I'm here to prove them wrong.
"And three, I want to be the first Number 1 Quirkless hero in Japan. There are a lot of people like me who don't believe they can be heroes. I want to show them that it is possible."
Nezu was quiet as he took in the words of the greenette.
"Toshinori," he thought to himself. "He's got the same fire in his eyes as you did." "Izuku," he said, smiling. "That is very admirable."
Izuku nodded. "Thank you, sir."
"You mentioned someone named Scarab," Nezu continued. "Is that the name of the weapon?"
"Actually, his name is Khaji Da," the greenette replied. "But I call him Scarab." Nezu nodded.
"Was that all, Principal Nezu? No disrespect, but I gotta catch my train." Nezu perked up. "Right, sorry. Yes, Izuku, that was all. Thank you."
Nezu watched as Izuku left his office, then looked out the window, spectating the view of the campus grounds. He watched as Izuku walked to the station. "Izuku Midoriya," he thought. "I hope your dream shall come true."
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