AN: I do not own My Hero Academia.

Kodie a True Super Saiyan: My random humor will never go away.

AkabaneKazama: Todoroki needs it. His ego is on par with Bakugo's at the beginning of the show.

TheKursed: Bakugo is not as ferocious and some that is explained in this chapter.

Boggie445: I haven't watched One Piece sinc it came on Toonami on CN back in the mid 2000s, so I don't even know who that is. I keep saying I'll catch up
on it but I never do.

Shin: Stop reading my mind, good sir.

(?)

I looked down at the object on my desk. After a month of being first contacted by that group, I had greedily absorbed all the knowledge supplied to me. They had asked if I had some type of intelligence quirk. I told them no and I was actually quirkless. They said I absorbed information at a scary rate.

That's how I was able to build this, a microprocessor befitting a super computer. It didn't look like it though. It looked like a piece of crap with how beaten up and rusty it was.

I had gotten the parts from all the junk at the nearby beach, Dagobah Municipal Beach. The amount of junk there was unbelievable. You would think it was a seaside junkyard.

I placed the chip into an envelope. I was mailing to an address they sent me. Hopefully, it would impress them.

A knock on my door caught my attention. I looked at the time. 10:15 P.M. My mom should be asleep. "Come in."

My mom walked in. I could see she had last a few pounds due to me removing all the sweets in the house. I dropped those off at the nearby orphanage. Those kids would love them and I was sure their caretakers wouldn't let the children's teeth rot. Had to have pretty teeth to get adopted.

"Izuku, are you okay?" She asked suddenly.

I looked at her strangely. "I'm fine. Why do you ask that?"

"You've been staying in your room all the time this whole month," She answered, "You only leave your room to eat and use the restroom. You don't go outside anymore."

"You don't talk about any heroes anymore and you've taken down your All Might posters," she said, pointing at the now bare walls.

I had taken them all down. It didn't feel right to have him up everywhere since I couldn't be a hero. I didn't hate him. There was no reason to hate him. If I should hate anyone, it should be Kaachan. But I didn't have it in me.

When I didn't answer her, she looked down at my envelope. I flipped it over so she couldn't read anything on it.

She sighed, "You know you can talk to me, right?"

"Of course."

"And that I love you, right?"

"I love you too, Mom," I replied, "I'm okay. I promise."

She took walked over to me and hugged me. She kissed my forehead before letting go. "Goodnight, Izuku."

"Goodnight, Mom," I said as she left.

(En Route to Home Base)

[Happiness at 100%]

[Kaachan's moodiness at 50%]

I walked with a pep in my step towards home after my class, with Katsuki by my side. The class was one hour and a half long. The majority was spent on safety, proper procedures, and regulations. There were only five students, excluding Katsuki.

Power Loader sensei gave us a tour of the classroom and everything at our disposal. I couldn't keep my excitement anymore at the sight of all the marvelous tools and equipment. I started my rapid firing questioning, which my teacher handled with ease. First time for everything.

The most important question I asked was about taking inventions with us. He said we couldn't because of legal issues from the past. The man shuddered in remembrance.

My second most important question got a yes though. But certain criteria had to be met first. We could bring inventions from home, if approved by Power Loader first, but then we couldn't take them back home.

Fair enough. I had a shit to of oddities to bring to school.

"Deku," Katsuki said we boarded our train. Empty like yesterday.

"Yes?" I responded as we sat beside each other.

"What was with that shit you talked after our fight?" Katsuki asked, "You got a problem with that guy or something?"

"Emo bot? He just rubs me the wrong way," I explained, getting a snicker out of the blonde, "He just makes my ass twitch in this uncomfortable way when he looks at me or talks."

"That's fucking weird."

"He's super egotistical. He's the kind of guy to power through everything and when he fails, he'll do the same thing as before repeatedly," I said, glancing over to Katsuki, "Reminds me of a certain someone."

"Hey fuck face, I'll do something different if my first attack didn't work," Katsuki spat out, "I'm not an idiot nor am I crazy!"

"And that's why your arrogant behavior never bothers me," I said, throwing my arm around his shoulder, "At least not a lot."

He pushed my arm off him, "Fuck off me, Deku!"

I just smile at him.

"At least you recognize greatness when you see it," he muttered. I knew he was speaking of himself. He wasn't lying.

"Kaachan, I've always known you were great," I told him, "Why do you think I followed you around even with the way you treated me?"

[Annoyance in Kaachan increased by 20%]

"So you just wanted to leech off my greatness, just like the fuckers in our lame ass schools?"

I shook my head. "Of course not, Kaachan."

"I wanted to help you become greater! I had no quirk at the time, so I couldn't be your sidekick. Do you know how many pages I have on you in my old notebooks? How many super moves I came up for you and you only?"

[Unknown emotion rising greatly in Kaachan.]

[Same emotion as the one detected from memories of rooftop checkups.]

Katsuki faced was filled with pain for only a second before returning to its normal glare. "That's fucking creepy of you, Deku."

"Would you like to see them?" I asked hopefully.

"I'll think about it," he said.

[Happiness 100% drive extended by five minutes.]

"So what's up with you and Round Face?" He asked suddenly.

[Self has inflicted with confusion.]

"Eh?"

"You heard me Deku! I heard you call her cute and shut during the battle trial."

"How? You were three floors below us!"

"Some bitches told me. Now answer my question dammit! And don't try denying now!"

[Reviewing interactions with Uraraka.]

[Formulating answer.]

[Answer found.]

"She's my friend," I said, amazed, "I gave a female friend now!"

"So who's your other friend? Baggy Eyes Jr.?"

I looked him dead in the eye. "It's you, Kaachan."

[Kaachan is surprised.]

"Eh?"

"When the fuck did we become friends?"

"When we only a few weeks old. You threw your pacifier at my face."

"Our parents set that that play date shit up!"

"We still became friends."

"I stopped being your damn friend when you didn't get a quirk!"

"I have one now."

"Doesn't change jack shit!"

I cocked my head to the side. "That was literally the only reason you stopped being friends with me. You don't have a reason now."

"I still don't want to!"

"Why not?"

Why is he being so stubborn?

Katsuki gritted his teeth as he looked away. "Shut the fuck up Deku!"

I sighed. "Just so you know I will always be your friend, even if you don't want to be mine. If you are ever in trouble, I'll come to help you. Even if it might cost me my life."

Katsuki looked back at me and snarled. "Stop saying overdramatic shit you don't fucking mean Deku!"

I raised my eyebrows. "I think I proved I meant what I just said last year."

Katsuki paled at my words. He looked away again and didn't bothering speaking to me again. Another silent train ride.

(?)

I was on the roof, eating lunch as normal. I hadn't heard from the group recently. Just a confirmation they received my microprocessor.

So for the time being, I had been working on some blueprints for prosthetics. The prosthetics readily available today were hardly an improvement of the ones offered almost two hundred years ago. Human's research of this subject slowed to a snail's pace with the emergence of quirks. Sad.

The door to the rooftop opened with a crash. I only looked because Kaachan didn't slam the door open anymore. He would slowly open it and it wasn't for the squeak of the hinges, I wouldn't know he still came up here to check on me.

It wasn't Kaachan. Some of my other bullies came up here. Wonder what they wanted.

"It's the Deku, all by himself."

When was I ever not by myself? I didn't have friends.

The one who said that was the leader of the three that arrived. He had a big belly and a pig's nose. And hooves for feet. His quirk was Pork body. More like bacon belly.

"Hi."

Always be polite my mother said. Manners can entirely change the mood of a conversation.

"He speaks!"

What? I always answered when my name was called for attendance or to answer a question.

A lackey had yelled that. Black hair and eyes and barely a nose and mouth. He was plainer than me.

"I thought he went mute," the second lackey said.

Are these guys stupider than normal? Probably so.

The second lackey creeped me out. With his pores that were always producing slime. Reminded me of the sludge villain. Bad times.

"The fuck you three doing up here?" A familiar voice yelled.

Kaachan was right behind them. The two lackeys jumped away in fright, while Pork Body just grinned wide. Like he was about to greet an old friend.

"Bakugo, we were just about to have some fun with Midoriya, " he answered, "I know he's your favorite punching bag, so you get first dibs."

The guy was playing to Kaachan's ego. Acting like I was Kaachan's property and no one got to beat me up unless approved it.

Wait. I never got beaten up before unless Kaachan was there.

A series of explosions went off. "Touch him and I'll turn your bacon bits ass into cutlets for his mom to make katsudon out of and serve you for dinner!"

The pig let out a squeal and ran away with his lackeys. Such cowards. But then again, it was Kaachan and he was the strongest kid in over school. I guess it was survival instincts overruling stupidity. Katsuki walked over to me.

"Next time call me if someone fucks with you." He then left.

Kaachan to the rescue?

AN: This a short chapter because The rest I had written didn't fit with mood of the first part. This chapter is a big downer.

There is going to be a lot of more flashbacks soon before USJ, so I can explain most Izuku's path to becoming a cyborg.

Hope you all enjoyed this one.