It was the last day at his middle school, Izuku had passed the final exams and he was finally ready, excited for what's to come next in his life.
Izuku with his class, along with many other classes, were at a ceremony, congratulating those who have been accepted to some of the high end Hero Academies around Japan. Among them, was UA, the number one Hero Academy.
"And finally, we actually got two boys who were accepted at UA."
Everybody started whispering, guessing amongst themselves of who these were.
"Katsuki Bakugo." The first name was called out.
The blonde bot, with a grin on his face, stood up and walked up to the stage, as everyone clapped and cheered the young boy for his amazing accomplishment.
He stood in front of the stage, admiring everyone's praise.
"And, Izuku Midoriya." The second and final name was called out.
Gasps filled the air, everyone amazed at the quirkless boy's accomplishment.
Izuku stood up, walking nervously to the stage, as the students clapped for him. He looked up, realizing Bakugo was giving him a cold stare. It didn't bother him, quite the opposite. Izuku was amused. Izuku gave the boy a grin remark, which only angered the blonde teenager even more.
The two now stood in front of the mass amounts of students in front of them.
"Let's congratulate these two for representing us for UA Hero Academy."
The crowd clapped, whistling at the two boys for their well deserved accomplishment.
…
It was the end of the ceremony.
Seats were empty, crumbled paper and garbage all over the floor, what a way to end the last day of school.
"Wow, if that quirkless kid can get in, maybe I should try my luck next year!"
"Haha, you said it, looks like they're letting anybody in now."
Izuku could hear the whispers as he walked out of the school's front gates. It didn't bother him at all.
"Hey, lower your voice…" The two students mumbling, or at least tried, saw Izuku walk by, shutting their trap.
Izuku gave the boys a glance, not giving them any attention whatsoever, as he walked by. There was nothing unfamiliar he hadn't heard from, especially from the students here at his middle school.
As he was minding his own business as usual.
"HEY! DEKU!"
Izuku turned around. Of course, it was Bakugo who had called out to him. He was the only one who called him by that. "What do you want, Katsuki?"
"How the fuck did you do it!?" The blonde boy walked up to him, now holding Izuku by the collar. "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU PASS THE EXAM!?"
"…" Izuku gave no answer, only a smirk.
"Tch!" That only angered Bakugo. "ANSWER ME!"
A couple of students caught their interactions, huddling around the boys. "Oh shit, a fight!" One commented.
Izuku could see the crowd build up. "Lets not do this here, Katsuki."
"What!? Afraid that I'll kick your ass!?" Bakugo was more than ready to square down with Izuku in this very moment.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Izuku sighed, annoyed as he rolled his eyes. "Fine then."
Just like before, Izuku broke free from Bakugo's grasp, pulling his own arms up and pushing away Bakugo's.
Got off guard, Bakugo fell to Izuku once more, in mere moves like before. Bakugo on the ground, his face on the pavement with both of his arms behind his back facing forward to him.
Izuku had easily overwhelmed the boy, knowing well he would be underestimated by Bakugo. "I guess you didn't learn anything from out last little skirmish, huh?" The green haired boy held the boy down with his leg, placing it on arms.
Katsuki struggled to find his ground. "LET ME GO!"
The students couldn't believe what had just happened, Izuku had defeated Katsuki in a one on one. "Oh damn!"
Izuku could see he had humiliated Katsuki in front of some students. After a couple of seconds more, he had let go of blonde, finally letting his fun die down. "Well, I'm done here now."
Katsuki quickly got back up, wiping his face that had some dirt from the pavement. "DEKU, YOU FUCKER!" He wasn't done with Izuku, not by a long shot.
Izuku was done however, as he started to walk away, ignoring Bakugo. In his right fist, he held one of his small bombs; a smoke bomb.
Bakugo grabbed Izuku by the arm. The blonde boy took a left hook at the boy.
Izuku ducked.
By this time, Bakugo was carelessly throwing punches. Izuku read his moves, carefully anticipating each throw, hook, punch, as he dodged, elegantly dancing around Bakugo.
This only angered the blonde even more. A light was emanating from his right palm. It was his quirk. "Take this!"
With quick swiftness, Izuku threw his smoke bomb right to the floor, blinding Bakugo and the rest of the crowd.
"What the hell!?" Bakugo had come to a complete stop with his quirk. He had accidentally inhaled some of the smoke along with others, choking up as tried to breath. He used his quirk to quickly make work of the smoke.
The air cleared up and everyone around could finally breath.
Bakugo continued with his battle but he had stopped. His green haired rival was nowhere to be seen. It was like before, except with the smoke, he had disappeared.
"DEKU YOU BASTARD!" He could only yell out his name, angered at the outcome of their squabble.
An instructor had come out to see all the commotion. "What the hell is going on here!?"
The students now scattered, leaving the flustered Bakugo to fend for himself. "Ah shit."
From on top of one of the nearing buildings near the school gates, Izuku could see Bakugo had been dragged back into the school by one of the instructors.
He didn't feel bad about it. Not a little. In fact, he was content with everything that has happened at the last day of school.
He asserted his dominance, ridiculed his bully and had the utmost smile he had ever had.
And with that, he headed into the direction of his hideout, making a quick stop before returning home.
Using his grappling hook, it didn't take long for Izuku to make it to his destination.
"Ah, Master Midoriya, you're back," Arc-bot greeted his master as he approached. "Would you like some tea?"
"I would sure like some." Izuku threw his bag onto his work bench and kicked back to relax by his desk.
It didn't take long for his bot to prepare the tea. Lukewarm was the way he liked it. He took a sip, enjoying the pleasant fragrance of the tea, it wasn't the usual that he had. "What's with the tea?"
"Oh, the batch we have came from England, it's quite expensive, if I do say so myself." The AI commented.
"I see, it's quite delicious, if I may add." It wasn't long before Izuku had drank all of it down, leaving the cup empty on his desk.
"Would you like more?" The AI offered.
"No, that would be plenty, thank you." With the napkin given to him, Izuku wiped around his face.
"How was the ceremony?" It picked the empty cup and napkin.
"Did you not have a good look from one of the CCTVs?" He had expected his AI to have seen everything, especially since he's pretty much in the system of things.
"I did, and the little skirmish you had with Katsuki Bakugo." As expected.
"Well, I didn't plan on him waltzing right in front me like that again," He was surprised to say the least on Bakugo's part. "But he was still predictable as ever."
"I see your training and observing the other would be heroes has certainly paid off," the AI commented. "Wouldn't you agree?"
"I just have to be able to read and assert my surroundings and situations, after all that, it's all about being able to stay a more than a couple of steps ahead," Izuku began to mess around with his projects and gadgets of a sort. His gloves that had been destroyed a couple of days ago had vastly been improved since then. "It's easy to stay ahead, especially when people around me underestimate me."
"Sooner or later, those people would stop undermining you, you know? What will you do when they'll stop?" A question that the AI was eager to hear the answer to.
"Simple, with the vast array of my gadgets, they will still have to guess what I would anticipate." A simple answer, he gave.
"So, luck?" A short, but simplified explanation.
"More or less, based on what I've observed and analyzed on what we've seen on the heroes and villains alike, I should be more than okay to face anybody." He clarified.
"Oh," the AI started to process some information in his hub. "Quiz time: how would you handle a pyro type quirk?"
"Use my ice and water type gadgets, the prototype suit we've come close to finishing should be able to withstand both heat and cold temperatures thanks to it's ac stabilizers we've installed," Izuku answered. "The same could be said when the subject has a ice type of quirk, using my fire and explosive gadgets. Vice versa and such."
"How would you handle a subject with some type of invulnerability quirk?"
"Depends on the extent of the invulnerability," Izuku continued to answer his AI's questions, in hopes of satisfying the robot's need for curiosity. "Is the invulnerability only affected on the outside of the body? Whose to say that nothing on the inside wouldn't be affected by anything from the outside? The eyes, the mouth, the ears, there should always be a weakness to anything."
"Hmm, I see," the AI readied more questions. "What about someone with supersonic speed?"
"Depends, black ice can make anyone slip, regardless of how much motion is being used," everything was based on how the quirk was used by the user. Izuku knew he had to prepare for the worst. "There's also a matter of just simply taking the person off the ground as well. Every quirk has many variations and how far they can extend to."
"Well, these answers are pretty satisfying," the AI finally stopped his barrage of questions. "I just want to make sure my master is able to identify these kinds of things, especially under attack when the time comes."
"You worry?" He asked his bot.
"I'm your creation, practically your son, of course I should be worried with these concerns." The AI chuckled.
"Wow, I knew you can feel some emotion, I just didn't think it would extend to this much." Izuku was mildly surprised.
"Well, I was built with your brain waves, so in fact, think of it as you worrying about you."
"Got it, got it," Izuku understood much now. He looked at his watch, 5:37pm, it read. "Well, I should get going, I'm sure Toshinori is waiting for me."
"Well technically," the AI had his eyes flash, scanning the CCTV's of activity. "He's still at UA."
"Oh, I would've thought he would've been home by now," Izuku put his bag back down on his workbench. "Forget he does that now, on top of doing his hero routine around Japan."
"Well," the AI scanned once again. "There is a crime in progress, a silent alarm at a bank on Tenrou Avenue, which is not far away from here, has been activated." He revealed from it's scanners. "Bringing the live footage up on the screen."
The live footage played on his computer. 7 subjects, each with different gear and masks. 3 held handguns, Inagaki makes. 2 of them held shotguns, Winchester Model 12's, must've been smuggled, those aren't usually common around, at least in Japan. 2 others held assault rifles, Howa Type 89's. Those were specifically used for the Japanese Self Defense Forces if Izuku recalled. The last had a Samurai sword, a Katana with a customized hilt.
"The guns are not registered and due to the masks, the my database cannot seem to identify any of these men." The AI revealed.
"No hero nearby?" Izuku asked. "What about the cops!?"
"Most of them have not answered the call," the AI switched to a different live footage of something else. It seemed the police along with a couple of other heroes, were dealing with an incident. "As you can see, they are dealing with Sludge Villain, who escaped from Prison just a couple of hours ago."
"The same sludge Villain that Toshinori had defeated?" Izuku couldn't believe that the villain had somehow escape to wreck his havoc once again.
"Yes, it seems he has taken control of someone, like before." The AI zoomed in.
Izuku's eyes widened. "Katsuki!?" Unfortunately, Bakugo had become the Villains host. From the looks of the footage, he has been trying to fight back the villains control, but he seemed to have still been joyriding his body and quirk.
"What are we gonna do?" The AI asked, questioning his master's intentions.
Izuku was thinking. Recalling both footages, he knew the heroes could hold off for awhile. The Bank heist was also of concern to him. He knew he had to help somehow. And he had to decide quickly. "Arc-bot."
"Yes?"
"How far are we on the battle suit?"
Author's Note: Seemed like a rather short chapter. Well, I hope you guys enjoyed it. Should be able to update again some time soon this week, stay tuned!