SUBJECT: IZUKU MIDORIYA
STATUS: ALIVE AND UNHARMED

POWER LEVEL: NEGLIGIBLE, BETA AT BEST

SUBJECT HAS YET TO UNLOCK FULL POTENTIAL. ONLY THING OF NOTE ARE THE MUTATIONS SUBJECT IS UNDERGOING. CONCLUSION…SUBJECT NEEDS AID WITH DEVELOPMENT.

SOLUTION REQUIRED

FINDING SOLUTION

SOLUTION ACQUIRED: UPLOADING SUBJECT HANK

WARNING: SUBJECTS ARE INCOMPATIBLE UPLOAD HALTED

COMMAND OVERRIDE 2BDAMNED

OVERRIDE ACCEPTED

UPLOAD AT 0%


It had been five hours since he woke up, three hours since his quirk awakened.

He had been in a coma for two days, he couldn't begin to imagine the grief he caused for his mom, and he couldn't even begin to imagine how fast and how little his Quirk had mutated him.

His vortex-like eyes were now covered in some cheap dollar store tea shades his mom got on short notice, the usually black glass now tinted red due to the light his 'eyes' gave off. Despite how crappily made the glasses were; there was something within him that resonated with the shades.

The most glaring change, however, was his right arm; when the doctor removed the cast set around his formerly broken right arm it no longer looked like it had for most of his life.

The once normal arm was gone, the skin all the way up to his shoulder was switched out for jet black chitinous plates that were almost metallic in nature; his hand now looked more like a gauntlet with each finger housing a razor-sharp claw.

Small spikes dotted the chitinous armor with the largest three located on his shoulder.

The second most notable only change that happened to him was his body, the clothes his mom brought for him to change into no longer fit him as over the two days he was unconscious he had grown five inches and his once skinny frame was now lean as if he had been an athlete all his life, his poor mother had to buy a pair on short notice and they would have to replace his entire wardrobe today as he had school tomorrow.

A part of Izuku felt bad that his mom would have to spend a large sum of money to get him new clothes, but another part told him not to worry about that and instead focus on how his classmates would react to his sudden mutations.

'How would Kachan react?'

He was brought back to reality when his mother tightened her grip on his unmutated hand, she was nervous and he couldn't blame her she finds out her only son is in the hospital after being attacked by a villain; and then she finds that said son who's supposed to be a quirkless Deku suddenly gains one overnight.

He was once again spanned out of his thoughts when the quirk specialist the hospital assigned to them had spoken up. The quirk specialist was an ordinary-looking man, ordinary height, ordinary-looking face, ordinary brown eyes, and an ordinary build. There were only a few things that stood out about the man, the first being that he was a foreigner, possibly an American, and the second was his seemingly grey skin, the third was his completely bald head; not a single hair in sight on the doctor's head.

"Truth be told Midoriya-San… This has never happened before."

Both Midoriya adopted a look of confusion as they processed the doctors' words.

"What do you mean Doctor?" It was Inko who broke the silence that had briefly formed in the office.

"What happened to your son, that's what I mean. This is the first documented case of someone's Quirk Activating this late in development. I mean there have been cases of a child activating their quirk a year or two after their third birthday, due to the Quirk requiring a more developed body for it to function properly. This means the Izuku-kun is the first person to have developed a quirk this late in his life, or at least the first person that we know of"

The Doctor then put up an x-ray of Izuku's foot and pointed to the extra joint in his pinkie toe.

"Another first is the fact Izuku-kun has two joints in his pinkie toe instead of one, while Quirkology is a still-developing science every Quirk user so far has had one joint instead of two. This means that Izuku Midoriya is the first and only person to have activated his Quirk AND still have two joints in his pinkie toe. That I can say without a doubt"

The revelation shocked Inko, the woman had a million thoughts running through her head, the most prevalent one being the realization that her son could achieve his dream of being a hero, a thought which had filled her with both relief and worries. Izuku himself had been filled with an increasing sense of joy and hope, he didn't care about how rare the possibilities were now that he had a quirk he could finally be a hero.

Before the Midoriyas could fully realize the implications of the development the Quirk Specialist spoke up once again.

"But enough of that and more on the Quirk itself and without accounting for his mutations it's mostly a basic physical enhancement quirk; increased speed, agility, strength, as well as heightened reflexes. Not all too special there but it's certainly ain't nothing to sneeze at either. Although you show rather excellent control for someone who just unlocked their quirk. But the where Midoriya-Kun's quirk differs from most others is his mutations both what happened to his arm and eyes as well as his-"

"I have other mutations?" Izuku blurted out, his face flushing with embarrassment as both the doctor and his mother turned to look at him, Inko's eyes widening and her mouth hanging agape.

Whatever bravado he had before left him replaced with shame at offending both his mother and the doctor by interrupting the man, but those worries were somewhat washed away when the doctor began to lightly chuckle.

"Patience Young Midoriya I was just getting to that part. Though I don't fault you, it must be exciting to finally have a Quirk of your own."

"Uh, Y-yeah"

"Now as I was saying, the mutations you have undergone are both extremely useful and pretty mundane. Let's start with your arm; first and foremost the musculature is far denser than any of your other limbs, in layman's terms it's the strongest limb in your body, however, the black carapace armor surrounding your arm is both the most useful aspect and it's most notable feature. From the samples we've gathered and analyzed the material seems to be made up of carbon plates each as hard as diamond which essentially makes your right arm bulletproof."

The information made Izuku look at his right arm again looking over the appendage with a more serious gaze 'bulletproof huh?'. But there was still one more question he had.

"But what about his eyes?" a part of Izuku was surprised at his mom's question but another part was grateful she asked for him.

"Well, we don't know what his eyes can do, as far as the tests have shown his eyesight is still normal. So in my professional opinion, It might be a purely cosmetic change his Quirk made, many mutations people undergo are purely cosmetic and don't augment the person physically or mentally."

The doctor then pointed at an x-ray of Izuku's chest, particularly three objects behind the rib cage.

"The objects I'm pointing at is Midoriya-kuns heart and his lungs, and both organs have doubled in size, far larger than normal, while normally this would be a cause for concern it appears that both organs are functioning as intended, not only that but it appears that level of oxygen in your blood have increased substantially. However what caught my eye was the growth that appeared on the heart and before either of you freak out don't worry, it's not a tumor."

"Then what is it?"

"It appears to be a gland that had formed around his heart, and as what it does, well we don't know what it does. A similar gland, all though smaller in size, had appeared in his brain and I regret to say that we don't fully know what this one does either."

The doctor then pulled out a card from his pocket and handed it to Inko.

"I've already scheduled another appointment for you, next week Sunday go to the address listed on the card so that my colleagues and I could run further tests so that we could better understand what your son's Quirk does. The card also holds my contact information so please contact me if something happens."

"I will doctor… I just realized I never asked your name how rude of me." The doctor simply waved his hand dismissively.

"Don't worry about it Midoriya-Sama and please, just call me Doc, same goes for you Young Midoriya. And don't be afraid to call if you just want to chat, my schedule is more than open."

"Thank you Doc and uh goodbye, for now, come on Izuku let's go."

"Y-yeah, uh see you later Doc."

The doctor waved at the two wishing them well and saying his own goodbye.

And as soon as both Midoryia's left the 'doctor' pulled out a flip phone and began to look through his contacts until he found the one he was looking for and pressed the call button.

The person he was calling picked up immediately.

"This is fucked up boss, he's as meek as a mouse, and hell he's younger than my baby-brother… are you sure about this kid?"

"Don't worry agent, I rarely make a mistake and we're going to need Midoriya when he returns."

The agent sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose feeling far too old to keep on doing this.

"Whatever you say, boss, I'll keep an eye on him if you think he's that important."

"Good."

The person on the other end hung up before the agent could reply.

The agent sighed and pulled out a cigarette and lighter lighting the cancer stick and taking a deep puff. The agent spared a glance at the door where the Midoryia's just left.

"Poor fuckin kid."

And with that, he took another drag of his cigarette.


UPLOAD AT 15%


Izuku felt nervous like he'd throw up at any second. Maybe he would throw up, he didn't know, the feeling of nervousness became more and more prevalent the closer he got to his school. His new clothes felt far too tight, he felt the clinging to him getting tighter every second, maybe it was just his anxiety but each step felt like he had just run a mile.

He didn't want to be here, he wanted to learn more about his Quirk, about what made him special, after all, he had only gotten it yesterday.

He was almost in the courtyard when he realized that people were looking at him with surprise in their eyes and confusion on their faces, no doubt because of how tall he was now.

"Hey what's up with Deku? Was he always that tall?"

"Nah he was a shorty I think he went through a growth spurt."

"No way man he's got to be taking some kind of drug, It's impossible to get that big in just two days."

"Why is he wearing sunglasses? I thought they were banned?"

His heart began to race as he became the most interesting thing in the courtyard, 'Just keep moving Izuku' he told himself, he just hoped that nobody would notice the spikes sticking out of his right sleeve.

"What's up with his arm?"

'OH GOD THEY CAN SEE THE SPIKES!' his breathing was getting rapid and he thought he was going to pass out, he shook his head and attempted to calm himself down. 'Of course, they can see the spikes, a blind man could have seen them.'

He did his best to ignore what his classmates were saying about him when they thought he couldn't hear, he could hear them far more clearly than ever before.

But he did what he did best, keep his head down and pretend he couldn't hear the particularly vile rumors they were cooking up about him.

He made his way to his first-class 'almost there' all he had to do was get through the day, he saw his seat and he walked towards it trying to avoid the gaze of his teacher and his classmates all of them looking at the boy curiously.

"Midoriya"

The hopes of having a peaceful day seemed impossible now.

"Y-yes Sensei?"

"I just wanted to congratulate you."

"On what sensei?"

The teacher narrowed their eyes at the boy and Izuku flinched just a tad but he held firm.

"You know, for finally getting your Quirk."

And with that, the class erupted into a cacophony of yelling, laughter, and congratulations. The chorus of every person in the room yelling caused Izuku to clutch at his ears, he felt like they were going to burst.

"SILENCE"

At the teacher's command the classroom settled down and Izuku was grateful for that, he could already feel a headache coming in. And with the classroom settled the teacher turned their attention back to Izuku.

"While I'm happy for you, wearing sunglasses on campus is against school policy, take 'em off."

"But-"

"No But's Midoriya, Take them off"

Izuku gulped, his hands grabbed each side of his tea shades and he slowly took them off. The curious gaze of his classmates and the apathetic gaze of his teacher were met with the two red vortexes that had become his eyes.

Most recoiled away and others gasped, the teacher looked anywhere other than his eyes clearly uncomfortable with the blood-red voids that stared back at him.

"Uh, you know what Midoryia, keep the glasses on."

"Y-yes sensei."

Izuku quickly put the sunglasses back on and sat down at his assigned seat.

He hoped that the rest of today would go better than what happened right now. Though he seriously doubted that it would.


UPLOAD AT 45%

What's going on?


So far so good, it was lunchtime now and Izuku had gotten through most of the day with little to no issue and he was grateful to whatever deity that had allowed him to have a somewhat peaceful day.

All he had to do was avoid Kachan and get something to eat, he dreaded his next period mostly due to it being his only period with Kachan. But he hoped that if he kept his head down Kachan would ignore him. A part of him told him that was a stupid hope.

"DEKU!"

A hope that was also instantly shattered. Izuku began to walk faster trying to get away from the hotheaded blond with no goal in mind other than getting away from Bakugou as fast as possible.

"Don't you dare ignore me you fucking Deku!"

Kachans voice was closer now and Izuku was tempted to run away, that temptation was halted when he felt a hand clamp down on his right arm. Izuku felt something surge within him, he didn't know what it was but he couldn't stop what was going to happen.

"So it is true, how'd a dipshit like you-"

Katsuki was stopped when Izuku's left elbow suddenly smashed into the explosive blond's nose, breaking it instantly. Blood began to flow freely from the impulsive explosives nose dripping all over the cafeteria floor.

"FUCK!"

Katsuki held his hands over his broken nose in an attempt to stop the bloody stream emanating from his face, rage and killer intent emanated from the dazed blonde.

Izuku however held an expression of horror at the realization of what he had done.

"K-kachan I-I"

"I FUCKING KILL YOU DEKU!"

Katsuki raised his right arm and rushed towards the greenette who was frozen in fear. The Blond's open hand crackled with miniature explosives and aimed a right hook at Izuku's face ready to blow that stupid look right off his worthless fucking face.

Izuku couldn't move, he wanted to, but he couldn't. He had never seen Kachan so angry before. Maybe he deserved what was going to happen, after all, he attacked Kachan first. That's what everyone else saw, and the school will pin the blame on him, that's what they always did.

He waited for the feeling of the explosion to wash over him, to feel the heat scald his skin, for Kachans fist to smash into his face. But it never came.

And it was then that Izuku realized how slow Kachan was moving, 'was he always that slow?' He looked around and realized that it wasn't just Kachan. But everyone else too, they were all moving so slow. Each and every person looked like they were stuck in slow-motion, 'Why is everyone so slow?'

Or… was he just that fast, that everything else felt sluggish?

He looked back at Kachan and noted how he had barely moved, he then looked at the still expanding explosion leaving Kachans palm; at how it looked just as slow as everything else.

With this new development in mind, Izuku made a decision, he began to walk around Kachan, the blond's fierce expression slowly shifting to one of surprise. 'How Bizarre' Izuku blinked and everything went back to normal speed.

Kachan almost landed on his face but he managed to right himself and landed on his feet, he wiped his head around wildly looking as to where Izuku had gone. As he turned around surprise was written all over the blond's face, but the surprise was soon replaced by pure rage.

"YOU PIECE OF SHIT, HOW THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT!"

Izuku winced at how loud Kachan was but he soon realized that everyone in the cafeteria was whispering amongst themselves, although they were anything but quiet.

"What the hell, did he teleport?"

"No I saw him moving, he was fast as fuck man."

"No way, he's Deku, the guys quirkless!"

"Everybody saw what he did, there is no way he's Quirkless."

Izuku could hear all of their whispers, it felt like he had a wasp nest next to his ears with their constant buzzing. He felt a headache coming through, but his attention was brought back to his former friend.

"Don't you FUCKING ignore me DEKU!"

On pure instinct, Izuku flipped over a charging Katsuki, shock written all over the greenettes face. His shock increased tenfold as he somehow stuck the landing, 'w-what just happened, did I just do a flip? I don't know how to do a flip!'

"You fucking cunt"

Izuku was brought back to reality at Kachans words, Izuku looked at Kachan right in the eye and saw the amount of anger welled up inside the blond… no not anger, hate.

Only now did he realize just how much Kachan hated him, the pure unceasing anger he felt for him and him alone, what had he done to warrant such maliciousness?

"You think that just because you've got some shitty quirk you're top dog now HUH!"

"N-no not at all Kachan I don't-"

"Shut the fuck up you DEKU, you always try to find an excuse for you're shitty behavior, and for that, I'll kick your fucking ass!"

Izuku flinched at the venom that dripped from Kachans words, did he really hate him that much?

"What is going on here!?"

Whatever was going to happen between the former friends was halted, slowly the crowd of students parted way and there he stood. Principle Kengen, his arms crossed and his harsh angular face set in annoyance.

"Why am I not surprised, Midoriya! Bakugou! My office NOW!"


UPLOAD AT 85%

No. You can't boss me around


Izuku shuffled on the road he was on, he wasn't paying any attention to his surroundings, more focused on just getting home and finally being done with the day.

He thought back to what happened in Principle Kengen's office and he was still surprised at how the Principle hadn't immediately blamed him for starting the fight.

'Now Midoriya and Bakugou I'm disappointed in both of you, I'd expected better from our top two students.'

The words repeated themselves in Izuku's head multiple times and he felt disgusted at how honeyed the words were. If Izuku was still Quirkless they wouldn't have been so unbiased. He felt like throwing up at how… wrong it was, now that he had a Quirk he was suddenly seen as an equal. Izuku hated it; he hated how it took fourteen years of torture and the nigh impossible activation of his quirk to be treated as something other than trash to be brushed aside.

"I AM HERE"

Izuku nearly jumped at the sudden arrival of his idol All Might.

"A-All Might what are you doing here!? I thought-"

"Whatever it was you thought wrong my boy! I stand for truth and justice and I can be anywhere at any time!"

The number one hero began to strike a heroic pose flexing his massive muscles.

"Because I, I am ALL *brruuualllghh*

"AH!"

All might suddenly transformed back into his small might form throwing up blood whilst doing so as poor Izuku looked on in horror.

*cough* *wheeze* *cough*

All might wiped off the blood on his chin before turning towards the shocked greenette before him.

"Young Midoriya, I came here to offer my thanks, and to reevaluate my answer to your question from three days ago."

"Huh?"

"If you hadn't told me about your life if you hadn't thrown yourself into immediate danger… Then I would have been another useless bystander watching from the crowd. So thank you."

"No, it's my fault the villain was there if I hadn't-"

"Don't apologize, what you did in that alleyway young Midoriya inspired me. And even if you somehow have a Quirk now you didn't have one then. A timid quirkless boy rushing headlong into an unwinnable fight to save a life inspired me to act to be better than the pathetic bystander that day."

Izuku looked up at the tall almost skeletal man hope beating throughout his body.

"There are stories about every hero, how they became greater than what they were before, but most have a single thing in common. Their bodies moved before they had a chance to think, almost on their own.

Izuku felt like crying, he wanted to cry, but nothing came out of the empty vortexes that replaced his eyes. 'I'm sorry Izuku.'

Slowly the boy began to hug himself as he silently and dryly wept to himself not shedding a single tear.

"And because of that Young Midoriya, I think you can become a great hero."

Izuku fell to his knees weeping unshed tears as he had finally heard the words he always wanted to hear. The words he needed to hear, with those words said he felt… complete, whole again, a hole in his heart sealed up, and while still hurt it would finally begin to heal.

Torinshino stared at the emotional teen that kneeled before him crying tears of joy. It was then that Yagi knew he found the one he was looking for.

"And because of that selflessness, I want you to inherit my power."

Izuku slowly lifted his head and looked at his idol, confusion slowly spreading through him.

"W-what do you mean?"

"AH HA HA HA, why the long face my boy? It's just a suggestion you don't have to if you don't want to. Listen, young man, You must decide whether you inherit my power or not!"

As All Might yelled a geyser of blood shot out from his mouth rather comically.

Izuku ignored that part, confusion written all over his face. 'What-what does he mean?'

"I'm talking about my quirk young man. The tabloids call it super strength and a boost and I always dodged the question during interviews with a funny pun. All this because All Might, the symbol of peace had to be a natural-born hero. But to you, I will tell the truth."

All might then raised his hands and opened up his arms as he faced the sky.

"My Quirk was passed on to me like a sacred torch."

"Pa-passed on to you?"

"That's right young Midoriya, as crazy as it sounds it's the truth and now it shall be passed to you."

"W-wait I-I'm not… why me?"

A large part of Izuku didn't want to believe All Might, to call him a liar, to tell him off for getting his hopes up, and then pulling some elaborate joke on him. But another part of him, the more hopeful part, told him the All Might wouldn't lie about something like this especially after what had happened to him.

"Why not you? You have shown more courage than any of the pro's in the alley including myself. I could not hope to find one as determined as you are, and because of that I want to crown you with my power, with 'One For All'."

"One for all…"

"That's right. One person cultivates the power and then passes it one to the next user, and then they cultivate it and then they pass it on to the next, who also cultivates the power and then passes it to the next. It is the crystallization of power that spins together with the voices of those before us with a courageous heart!"

"B-but still, why me, why not someone with a powerful quirk?"

"Nonsense! If my predecessors choose the next user based on a quirk rather than the bravery of one's heart then One For All might as well be useless. The moment you rushed into that alley, I knew that you would be a worthy successor. Your power may not be as great as other choices but It had been a long time since I had seen heroism such as yours."

Izuku looked up at his idol with a multitude of emotions running through him, the foremost being joy.

"It's your decision young Midoriya I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do."

Izuku slowly got back up from his kneeling position he had early, he then looked at All Might, determination flooding his every fiber.

"I'll do it!"

"An Immediate reply. That's what I thought you would say! But make no mistake young Midoriya, the path to gain my power is not an easy one. Meet with me here tomorrow after your school ends and from there on we will begin your training."

"I will! I won't disappoint you All Might!"


UPLOAD AT 98%

I'll rip your spleen out


Izuku walked through the front door to his apartment feeling far more upbeat after what All Might had told him, he's taking his first steps into becoming a Hero.

He closed one of his hands into a fist determination once again spreading through him.

Only when he closed the door did he realize that his mom wasn't inside the apartment.

"Mom! Are you there!?"

No reply came, so he looked around for a bit and his investigation was rewarded with a note on the dining table.

'Dear Izuku

There was an emergency at work today and my boss asked me to stop by, I won't be back until 6:30. And if you're hungry there is some Katsudon in the refrigerator so just put it into the microwave.

Love, your mother'

"Huh"

He quickly found the food his mom was talking about and put it in the microwave to warm up.

As he waited he began to drum his fingers on the countertop looking around the medium-sized apartment he shared with his mom.

So were finally alone

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Izuku jumped and looked all over the apartment for any intruders.

"Wh-where are you!?"

Jebus quit down, would ya, do you want a neighbor hearing you talk to yourself.

"Wh-what's going on, who are you!?"

*sigh*

Ok if you calm down I'll tell you alright?

Izuku took a shaky breath as he grabbed a kitchen knife from a drawer.

"Y-yeah, I'm calm, s-so do you have some telepathy quirk?"

If you think I'm in some other room talking to you then you are very wrong, I'm not using some psycho-babble bullshit or whatever else you call it. I'm in your head pal.

"N-No that's- I'm not insane!"

So says the guy yelling at a voice in his head, heh, look kid as much as I loathe to say it looks like we're stuck together.

"No that's not true, I-I'll just go to a therapist to get some help."

It won't help, because you're not insane and I'm not a figment of your imagination, if you want to get into the basics of it, I'm a dead guy that's being forced to live in your head.

"No that's- that's crazy, ghosts don't exist and what do you mean by forced?"

I don't know the specifics of it but basically, I was dead, sorta just drifting about doing dead people shit, like haunting some asshats for being asshats. Then out of nowhere some giant dickface dragged me from my happy haunting and shoved me into a hormonal teenager so that you could better understand the nexus bullshit you got going on for you now.

"Nexus… Do you mean my Quirk? Is that what it's called?"

Quirk? Who the hell calls their power a fucking quirk, dumbest shit I've ever heard. But no it's not a quirk, whatever the hell that is, it's some techno-magic bullshit that you get infused with, and guess who just got a nice healthy dosage of it.

"Wait, no that's- no I-"

Oh come on did you really think that you were one in a billion did you? That out of all people you were given the chance to gain powers of your own. Get off your fucking high horse dipshit, you weren't chosen because of some fucking prophecy but because you were compatible with Nexus Energy. Destiny didn't shine a light on you and decided you were the chosen one, it was convenience that gave you your powers nothing more.

Izuku's knees felt like they had turned into jelly, he sat down on a nearby chair to not fall over. His heart was pounding and it started to get harder to breathe, his vision was getting hazy and he felt like passing out.

Hey, hey calm down and listen to me. You'll be fine alright, I know it's not glamorous having your powers come from circumstance, but at least you have them alright. And besides that, All Might guy wanted to give you his powers so it's a win for you right?

"I-yeah, yeah your right, I guess. So… what do I call you?"

The voice began to chuckle, something that sounded wrong as if the sound shouldn't have existed.

My name is Hank J Wimbleton, professional sociopath at your service. But you can call me Hank.


UPLOAD WAS A SUCCESS
SUBJECT STATS: IZUKU MIDORIYA

F=Horrible D=above horrible C=decent B= Great A=Amazing S=Heroic

STRENGTH: C

AGILITY: B

SPEED: B

ENDURANCE: D

INTELLECT: A

TACTICAL: C

AWARENESS: B

SOCIAL: F


Hey guys, it's a me. Djpj and I wanted to say. I own neither Madness Combat nor My Hero Academia and each belong to their respective owners. And I'll only include an A.N at the bottom.

ShadowLord56: Yes, the monster is tricky

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