Yeah yeah I should work on my other works, but I wanted to write this. Im infinitely better at starting stories than actually continuing them.
Like the other stories, I have no idea where im gonna go with this one. But with this bad boy, I have even fucking less idea where this things gonna go.
On the topic of gojos power, im gonna make this iteration of izuku fucking broken LOL. In my other stories I at least try to balance him, but with this one I honestly don't know how im gonna balance this.
Future spacillicious here, im not. Hes just gonna be broken hell yeah
Anyways, lemme know how u guys find this story, please review, it really helps motivate me. And if u have read my other works, please review on those too, it helps the motivation there too.
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Izuku Midoriya's quirk was limitless.
No, seriously, that was what it was called. Limitless.
The absolute control over the infinity around us. At least, that's what he, and his mother, truly knew it as. Everyone else, including the government, knew it as a stronger form of his mothers telekinesis, not that that was saying much. Faking the Quirk Test's was easier said than done, but they got it down after practicing at home. They didn't have much choice in the matter, that was the price they had to pay.
The price of overwhelming power.
His mother was smart, she knew what people would do to them should they know what her child could exactly do. What they would do with his power. Her side of the family had been a powerful clan back in the day, before quirks were the norm. She had been taught a little of what their power could do, but not much. It had been generations since the last one.
The power of manipulating Infinity. The space between everything and nothing, capable of accomplishing mundane tasks to creating miracles, even by today's quirk-woven standards.
So they chose to hide his power, to never let it see the light of day until the U.A. Entrance Exams, where, hopefully, he would pass and be put under trustworthy watch.
Izuku Midoriya, to the Midoriya family, was limitless.
To the world, he was sorely limited.
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Izuku's diamond-like eyes glanced around over the rim of his sunglasses. The class around him quietly chattered among themselves, waiting for their teacher to make his appearance.
His mother and himself realized that looking through the eyes of Infinity constantly was a pain in the neck, both literally and metaphorically, so they had gotten a pair of rounded sunglasses for him to wear. It remedied the situation, and made it so when he needed to really use his eyes, he could do so without pain. It was as close to a solution as they could get before he got into U.A.. Hell, even after getting in, he might keep 'em. They felt like they were a part of him now, after wearing them for so long.
He was ripped out of his nostalgia by the sound of his teacher, Mr. Sarutobi, walking into the room, stack of papers under his arm. Izuku had a brief idea of what was going to happen today, and that made him practically vibrate with excitement.
Today was the day they chose their Hero School.
Well, for most of them, that is. There were some students in the class that wanted to go into more, how to say, safer jobs. Admirable, he thought, the world needed more doctors, teachers, and the like to keep society running. He saw everyone as equal, as long as they helped each other and the world around them.
Him? Well, he wanted to be a hero. He had this limitless power, the power over the domain of Infinity itself, so why not use it to help others? He had trained all his life for that sole purpose, after all. Being a hero was non-negotiable to him.
The aging teacher, finally to his desk, coughed into his had, signaling to the students that class had officially started. He took out the stack of papers out from under his arm, and set them on the podium stationed in front of his students. He smiled, proud of his students, no matter where they went in life.
"Hey, everyone! As we're nearing the end the school year, I think it's time you started thinking of what you wanted to do with your lives," the teacher glanced around, smiling knowingly. "I've got a guess as to what a few of you want to do, but just for the sake of formalities, let's write it down." With that, the teacher handed out the papers, and each student began to write down what they wanted to do, with varying levels of excitement.
Izuku simply wrote down 'applying to U.A. Hero Course', along with his name at the top of the paper. With that, he, and a few more kids who had written down similarly simple ideas, walked towards the podium and set their papers face down.
It took a few minutes for everyone to write down their ideas, and have the teacher look through them. When he was done, however, he stood up with a proud smile.
"I see most of you are applying to Hero Courses all over the country!", he said in an excited tone. They had found out very quickly that the older man was just as big a hero nerd as the rest of them, and that endeared him to all of them, Izuku included. "But, it seems a couple of you are really shooting for the stars," his grin was contagious, and it built up suspense as to who he was talking about.
"Bakugo, Midoriya, congratulations on your applications to U.A.!", the teacher exclaimed, sending out a round of applause from the class. He took the chance to hand out application forms to all the students, each one unique to where they wanted to go. Izuku and Bakugo locked eyes, and grinned.
Their relationship was a strange one. One wouldn't be able to call them friends, but they were deeper than just acquaintances. They both had a mutual respect towards each others drive, and each others strength. They both knew that they would make it in, and they both knew that's where the rivalry would really start.
The class had settled down, and Mr. Sarutobi took the chance to get into teaching mode. They had finals to ace, and he'd be damned if any of his students failed.
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Izuku's back was turned away from the school as he took an alternate route home, wanting to explore and relax a little before he really started training for the Entrance Exams. He knew that his Limitless was powerful, it took years of experimentation and training to master after all, but his body had to be strong enough to do what his quirk couldn't.
Also, it would help if his opponent wasn't able to straight up speed blitz him.
That would be really nice, actually. Good thinking, Izuku.
As he continued his stroll under the overpass, he felt a slight vibration from behind him, coming from under a manhole covering.
Suddenly, a wave of sludge and mud came barreling out of the sewers, racing towards Izuku. The slime seemed to cackle as it laid its eyes on Izuku, muttering something about 'meat suits' and 'getting away from the buff buffoon'. Shrugging to himself, Izuku held out his hand. Immediately, the slime villain slowed to a stop, and the look of pure confusion and disbelief on its face almost made Izuku lose control.
Almost.
Izuku decided to have a little fun with the villain. Some called him a mad scientist when it came to his quirk, but he preferred the term researcher, and research he would.
"Cursed Technique Amplification: Blue".
Izuku raised his other hand up, all but his pointer finger clenched into a fist. A blue ball of energy appeared on the tip of the boy's finger, swirling, compressing into itself, into a void of nothingness. He carefully guided the slime towards the ball, and watched as it all but got absorbed into the ball. Using his masterful control over his quirk, he made it so the void in the ball was "hollow", and watched as the void expanded to accommodate the sludge. He was surprised when the orb had turned out to be no larger than a basketball, but paid it no attention, especially when another new guest made himself known, and this guest happened to be someone Izuku knew very well.
Izuku, and damn near everyone else on the fucking planet, that is.
Because All Might, the All Might, was standing right there in front of him.
All Might was the strongest hero in Japan, and maybe even the world! Sure there might've been some heroes in America that may rival him, but that didn't matter! It's All Might! Before he could totally break down into a fanboying mess, the bigger man coughed slightly into his hand. Apparently, he'd let some of that out under his breath.
Great. Now the Greatest Hero knew that he was a fanboy.
Blushing, Izuku likewise coughed into his hand, and raised a somewhat shaky hand.
"Sup?"
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Yagi Toshinori wasn't a stranger to fans. Being the Number One Hero for as long as he has would make nearly everyone desensitized to a crowd. The Pro gave the boy who stopped the villain, who had a rather annoying quirk he might add, a once over.
The kid was plain, what can he say? Sure, vibrant green hair wasn't all that common, but in this age of quirks, he'd seen much weirder, and the freckles were a nice touch, he supposed. He was wearing what looked like a middle school uniform. Was this kid really just a middle schooler? With how he handled the villain, he'd just assumed he was a hero course student from somewhere. Color him surprised, kids got a future ahead of him.
His eyes finally met the kids, and he nearly coughed up a liter of blood. Those eyes! He'd only heard stories of what wielders of those eyes could do, and boy, it even made him a little wary. The kid who had 'em looked like an alright boy, he was in awe of him like most other people were, and under his breath he heard tidbits like 'It's All Might' and general 'woahs'.
Chuckling to himself, he coughed in his hand, and the boy sprung to attention. The kid mimicked him, and likewise coughed in his own hand. After having done that, the kid raised a shaky hand, looking at him with those deep, powerful eyes. Grinning, the kid said only one thing.
"Sup?"
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That one word broke the tension like a rock through ice. All Might's smile seemed just that more genuine, and the hulking man chortled. Rummaging through the shopping bags that had been around the heroes arm, he pulled out three two liter soda bottles. Glancing at the boy, he asked, "Want one, young man?" . Izuku, who was not an idiot, thank you very much, eagerly accepted the soda. All Might smiled, then turned his attention to the other two soda bottles. Taking a deep breath, he cracked open the first one, and then emptied his lungs.
In only a second, the contents of the bottle were gone, down into the mans stomach.
Sure, doing that hurt like a bitch, but it was well worth the look of incredulous awe on the kids face. He didn't know why, but he liked the kid already. Cracking open the other bottle in a similar manner, the contents drained into All Might's stomach, which complained and nearly threatened to revolt. The blond man sighed, remembering a time when he could put down many more bottles than that. It always made his friends smile, and in turn, made him smile.
Screw being the Number One Hero, having a stomach was his golden days.
Looking towards the boy, he motioned towards the basketball sized lump of sludge currently still in Izuku's 'possession'. The greenette figured out what he wanted pretty quickly, before guiding the sludge towards the bottles. Carefully separating the grime into two smaller orbs, he poured the goop into the bottles.
With a satisfied grin, All Might put the caps back onto the bottle, and twisted them on tightly. He shoved the bottles into the leg pockets of his cargo shorts, and looked back towards the boy.
"Well, young man, thank you for your assistance in today's villain capture. Now, I would go on about how you shouldn't use your quirk so willy-nilly, especially without a Provisional or Heroics License, but I think you and I can keep this between ourselves", All Might said with a wink. Izuku could only smile, before a look of panic crossed the boys face. A concerned gleam appeared in the blond's eyes, before vanishing as Izuku brought out his phone.
"Yo, All Might, think I could get a selfie with you before you leave? A friend of mine is gonna freak when she finds out!" Izuku's bright smile was infectious, and before he knew it, All Might was pulled beside the middle schooler. He genuinely smiled, putting up a 'peace' sign, and heard the shutters on the phone's camera click. Moving away from the boy, he realized he was nearing his limit for a day. Shame, he was enjoying his time with the boy, however brief it may have been.
Izuku, on the other hand, had a smile with more wattage than a certain lightning quirk user. He looked up at All Might, then back at the picture, before realized that he'd been there an hour and oh god his mom would kill him dead when he got home.
This time the panic really worried All Might.
"Sorry, All Might, I gotta dip before my mom crucifies me with the ladle." Heaven's knew she had to grow a backbone around her son, what with all his experimentation's with his quirk that had gone on around the house for years. She dearly loved her son, and that's the reason why she put her foot down when she did.
All Might chuckled, and waved his hand. "Don't worry about it, young man, I was afraid of my mother at that age too. I have a feeling that we'll be seeing each other more anyway." Though curious at what the hulking man meant by that, his survival instincts told him to get home. Waving goodbye, with a confused 'see you later!' "'Cause how many people get to say that to the Number One Pro Hero?", he dashed off, using his quirk to push himself forward.
All Might just chuckled again, knowing the boy would be in for a surprise, since he saw the U.A. Application forms sticking out of the boys bag. Checking once again, making sure that the soda bottles were secured tightly in his cargo pants pockets, he leaped off towards the police station.
Next year was going to be an interesting year, that's for sure.
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Izuku was dashing through the crowd, one hand carrying his momentum, while the other was dialing a number on his phone. It took a few rings, but he grinned when the person on the other end picked up.
"Sup, Nejire-chan! You won't believe who I met today! Wanna meet up at the usual coffee place?"
It was going to be a very interesting year indeed.
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and thats chapter 1 of a new fic. Ig I like starting new fics and not continuing old ones, but don't worry.
Theyre open on my computer, at least. Ill get to em, eventually.
Anyway, this was spurred on a while ago, actually, after my first watch of jujutsu kaisen, and I immediately fell in love with satoru gojo gojo's cursed technique. I like izuku, I love the power, match made in heaven.
So the pairing, if I have the chops to actually write that, will be nejire. Shes adorable and I love her.
All the reasoning I need.
So yeah, please review, it really motivates me to hear opinions and criticism.
And praise, but thats a given lol.
