Chapter 1 – Welcome to U.A.
Shōkan's POV
We enter the school gates and approach the school. "I have to admit," Sebone starts, "this place looks pretty darn cool." Reikon nods at her and we continue in peace. As we enter the hallway, we spot plenty of people lounging around. Students of all shapes and sizes were here. 'A cat, a guy with 6 arms, literally Godzilla…' I muse silently. "Where's was our class again?" I ask the mop-haired girl on my left. 'I believe it is the 3rd hallway on our left,' A voice in my head replies. I nod at her and we begin walking. As we turn the corner, I see a mop of yellow hair before I'm knocked to the ground. "OhmygodI'msosorrybutI'mgoingtobelatesobye!" he (?) shouts as the mass rushes away. "Oi, oi…" "GET BACK HERE SO I CAN FUCKING KILL YOU!"I massage my temples as I get up from the floor and my head throbs intensely. "You okay man?" the cobalt-haired girl asks me as I stand up. "Yeah, do you have any chocolate?" She opens the side of her backpack and pulls out a bar. She hands it to me and I absentmindedly start unwrapping it. "Let's just get to class," I say as I take a bite and the throbbing starts to ease.
We approach a massive door with '1-A' engraved into it. There is a paper attached to the door with a list of 20 names on it. "Find your name and sit in the seat assigned to you. Remain quiet until I arrive. Homeroom Teacher," I read aloud. I look at the list and find my name at the bottom. 'Shōkan – Column 2, Row 5'. I also see my friend's names slightly above my own. 'Reikon Tamashī – Column 1, Row 4' and 'Sebone Mizu – Column 4, Row 4'. 'So, they made sure that we're somewhat separated, huh? Can't blame them for that,' I mused. I push open the door and look around the classroom. I see a mess of Crimson hair splayed out on a desk, a lion, a guy with the lower body of a snake, a girl with a volcano on her head, an auburn-haired girl, and then a platinum blonde girl with glasses all the way at the back of the classroom. We walk over to my desk and I sit down, while Sebone sits on another desk and Reikon stands idly. I look down at my watch. '8:40', it reads. I take a coin from my pocket and idly toss it around as the lion gets up from his seat and walks over to us.
"Greetings, my name is Gōon, Raion Gōon. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. We shall be classmates for the next 3 years, and I find it ideal to form and strengthen our bond so that we may become close friends. May I inquire what your names are?" "Heya Simba! Sebone Mizu!" Gōon looks slightly shocked at the nickname and was about to say something before I cut in, "Shōkan, and this is Tamashī." I nod towards Reikon. "Nice to meet you Gōon-san." "It is a pleasure to meet you all! I wish you luck and may we all do our best in our pursuit of becoming great heroes!" He bowed and returned to his desk. In the following minutes, people start filtering into the classroom. At 8:44, the only empty desk is the one in front of mine. I put away my coin and the door slams open the second my watch ticked over and 8:45 was visible on it. "Seems like this year's bunch is somewhat rational," a voice drawls out and my body stiffens. Sebone glanced back at me and Reikon's brow is crinkled slightly.
We're rushing over the rooftops with bags slung over our shoulders as a man launches himself at us. The grey cloth around his neck wraps around a chimney and he pulls himself towards us. "I can't use my quirk! Who is this guy!?" Sebone yells out as she runs beside me. I look behind me at the man dressed in all black, rushing forward with the momentum of his swings. His hair flowing as if defying gravity and two red illuminations, just barely visible, behind his yellow goggles. "Stop running. You're wasting my and your time. It's not rational…"
"Eraserhead…" I whisper under my breath. He has a pure black pants and sweater on, with multiple pouches on a utility belt. He is roughly shaved, and his hair falls past his shoulders. He has dark bags under his eyes and I can almost see the redness of an irritated eye. A grey cloth hangs loosely around his neck. He stands behind the podium and looks around and takes in the sight of all the students. His eyes land on Sebone and they widen slightly, before darting to Reikon, and finally landing on me. He glares at me for a second and I stare back, some of the students staring at our strange interaction. "What are you-" he starts before someone tumbles into the classroom. "Waahhh, I'm sorry I'm late! Please forgive me!" A blonde girl wails as everyone turns to look at her. Eraserhead sends a glare her way and sighs. "At least you know you're wrong. Sit down!" "Ahh, thank you so much, sir!" she shouts as she rushes and takes a seat in the desk in front of me. 'Great. An airhead…' "My name is Shota Aizawa and I will be your homeroom teacher…" he drawls as he reaches under his desk and pulls out some gym uniforms. "Put these on and head to the field…" he says as he drops them on the desk and casually strolls out of the classroom. I walk to the front, grab a uniform, and head out.
INTERMISSIONS! JUST LIKE THE ANIME, LITTLE CARDS THAT GIVE US INFORMATION MAY POP UP IN THE MIDDLE OF CERTAIN CHAPTERS! FOR EXAMPLE:
Name: Meaty Myoto
Quirk: Meat
Quirk Description: Can transform into meat
Affiliation: Civilian; Butcher
Birthday: 09/11
Height: 420cm
Blood Type: F-
Likes: Vegetables
Our class was standing around what appeared to be an ordinary sports field. A running track, a softball pitch, an area for long jump, stuff like that. "You will now be doing a series of tests to prove to me that you belong here," Aizawa starts before he is interrupted. "Please excuse my interruption sir," Gōon speaks, "what about the Opening Ceremony and the Guidance Counsellor sessions that are scheduled to happen during this time slot?" Aizawa doesn't look fazed by the question. "You all want to become heroes, right? If so, there is no time for pleasantries." "Ah, I see…" Gōon speaks but is ignored as Aizawa continues. "We teachers at U.A. have the freedom to teach however we see fit. To gauge your potential, you will all take part in a quirk apprehension test. Long jump, 50-meter dash, softball pitch, grip strength. In middle school you weren't allowed to use your quirks because the government insists on using non-quirk-based averages to make it 'fair'. We are becoming a super-human society; the government needs to stop procrastinating. Gurea," Aizawa turns to the snake boy, "how far could you throw a softball in middle school?" "About 30 meters," he replied. "Hm, now do it again while using your quirk." The snake boy slithered over and grabbed the softball with the end of his tail and moved to the circle. "AHHHHHH! A SNAKE!" The blonde airhead yelled out. The pupil with slit pupils seemed to grin at that. "You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't leave the circle…" The boy coiled around the ball, and then quickly unwrapped himself and sent the ball flying with a flick of his tail. Aizawa pulled out a small device and glanced at it before sowing the class. '257.4m' it read. "You need to know your upper limits before you think of becoming heroes."
"Alright! I can finally show what I'm made of!" "This is so cool!" "We can use our quirks? Awesome!" "Yeah! I'm looking forward to this!" Cheers erupted from the huddle and I could see Aizawa's face darken. "Awesome, huh?" he asked darkly. Well, now we're screwed. "How about this? We had three students abruptly denied their acceptance because three OTHER students just showed up out of nowhere." He glared at me. "So, the three people who score the least will be expelled and those people that were denied can come take their rightful place in this class." An auburn-haired girl with metal arms coming out of the back of her uniform nodded in agreement. "But sir!" the airheaded girl yelled, "That's totally unfair! We just got here!" "Natural disasters… power hungry villains… the world is unfair. It is our duties as heroes to reverse that unfairness. So, no excuses! You need to step up to the challenge and prove that you belong here. 'Plus Ultra', right?" he made a 'come get me' motion with his finger and the eyes of the class changed from shock to determination. "Give it everything you got." The test has begun.
The first test was a 50m dash. The first match was between some anorexic guy and a crimson-haired girl. The boy's body turned into a ball of lightning and he passed the finish line in less than a second. The crimson haired girl took a slow jog across the track and ended in 15 seconds. The next one that interested me was a boy who looked way too young to be here and a girl with giant curls in her hair. His body started to morph and- 'HOLY SHIT! WHAT IS THAT?!' He looked like a quadrupedal Flying Wyvern, with various cat-like features. His body is blood red and mostly covered with pitch black plates and spikes along his neck, spine, and tail. His face features two massive, curved tusks of an amber coloration. His forelegs are longer than his back legs, with deadly spikes along his wings, as well as three large claws. The girl looked at him in shock as he jumped across the entire track in one go with a time of 1.7 seconds. The girl snapped out of it and sprinted across the track, ending in 11,3 seconds. 'That's a pretty decent quirk,' I thought as the monster charged to the boy's bathroom. I wondered why before spotting his shredded gym clothes on the floor. My race was second last, and I was up against a short, fat kid. I ran across the track and made it in 9,8 seconds. The fat kid took 24,3 seconds.
The next test is the grip strength test. The snake guy, Gurea I believe, wraps the end of his tail around the machine, and then coils in on himself. He gets a result of 1400kg (3080 pounds) and starts boasting about how strong he is. A boy with large, mangled mouths all over his body quietly picks up the machine in one of his mouths and crushes it completely. I just managed to see the machine hit 5500kg (12 125 pounds) before it broke. Everyone looks at the boy and starts to swarm him. "Woah! You're so strong!" The airhead yells. "Dude, you've gotta show we your workout routine!" A buff blonde yells. The boy seems overwhelmed by the attention and tries to slink away. The snake guy glares at the boy and slithers away. During the standing long jump, Reikon was enveloped by a faint purple light and simply floats over the pit. Sparky lightning bolts over the pit. A black-haired girl jumps and use the tiny wings at the bottom of her back to float a little more. I jump half-heartedly and land two-thirds of the way. Everyone was bad at the sustained side jumps, except for the girl with metal arms that moved perfectly synchronized and allowed her to move very fast. After that, we reached the main test. The softball pitches.
A girl put the ball on the volcano on her head and the launched it into the air with an eruption. Which proceeded to melt the floor… Whatever. The monster kid transformed once again and launched the softball 720,4 meters before rushing to the bathrooms once again. Sebone walked over to the tap and turned it on before walking to the circle. Most classmates simply raised their eyebrows while Gōon reprimanded her, "Mizu-san! It is not appropriate to waste water like that! You should redeem yourself by-" Before he could finish, Sebone raised her hand and the water came rushing towards her. She tossed the ball in the air and it was hit by a torrent of water and was carried into the distance before the water fell to the ground. Sebone walked over to close the tap while Aizawa called out 340,9 meters. The airhead was called up to the circle and she skipped over. She held the softball in her left hand and held her right hand back. A ball of yellow and green energy form in her right hand as she threw the softball forwards and upwards. "Here we go!" she yelled as the softball was affected by gravity and she held her hand out. The orb was launched forward and collided with the ball, exploding and sending the ball further. Aizawa called out 220.2 meters and she happily skipped back to the crowd. Reikon moved to the circle and closed her eye as she took deep breaths. The ball was covered in a purple glow and was suddenly rocketed into the sky. The glow only faded when the ball was very far away. Aizawa looked down at the device and seemed mildly impressed before he said, "1052,7 meters." The class looked on in shock as she opened her eyes and walked back to Sebone and I without saying a word.
Soon after, it was my turn. I walked to the circle and picked up the ball. I reeled my arm back and was about to throw before a cloth wrapped around me and dragged me towards a man with glowing red eyes and floating hair. Sebone raised her hand and the tap started to rattle before Reikon put her hand on her shoulder. "I'm sick and tired of you. You know that?" he asked darkly as I looked into his red orbs. "I don't know how or why you got in here, but it ends here. I read your page in the student profiles. Quirkless? Don't bullshit me. A quirkless person can't pull off what you have. So stop holding back, you hear me?!" He half-yelled as he tossed me onto the floor. There were 3 glares sent in our direction. The first was the cobalt-haired girl aimed at our teacher, and the other two were a certain serpent and a metal-armed student aimed at me. I walked back to the circle and took off my jacket, leaving me in my pants and a very familiar grey cloth wrapped firmly around my chest. Aizawa looked shocked for a second before he glared intensely at me as I looked at the ball on the floor. 'Okay. You don't have to use it. Just activate it and let the gear do its work,' I thought as I focused on activating it on just my right forearm. The skin started to bubble and shift grotesquely as the cloth unraveled from my chest, floating exactly like the one Aizawa uses. The cloth wrapped around the ball and I grabbed onto it. I spun around several times before letting go and letting the ball fly. It landed after a few seconds and the device beeped. 130,6 meters. I stopped using it and the cloth fell haphazardly around my shoulders as my arm returned to normal. I picked up my jacket as Aizawa walked away and we began the next set of tests.
They went by smoothly and the sleep-deprived man stood in front of us with a small device in his hands. "Reading your scores out individually is irrational and a waste of time. So, I'll just display them all at once. Your score is an average of all your performances. I looked for my name and found that I was 14th on the list. I looked at the 3 names at the bottom of the list. Kagayaku, Funka, Tensō. 'I wonder who they are,' I think before I spot three people looking shocked. The fat boy clenches his fist, the volcano girl's face is red as a bit of lava leaks into her hair, and a short girl with snow-white hair trembles with tears in her eyes. "Yeah, the three of you will be expelled. Please follow me..." he says as he begins to walk away. 'Well, too bad I guess.' "Wait!" 'No, what are you doing?' Aizawa turns to look at me. "What?" he asks with an irritated tone. "Don't expel them" 'Stop! Why am I saying this?' 'You feel guilty. They wouldn't have been expelled if you didn't show up and steal the spots of those who were denied. More innocent people whoo's lives you've ruined!' My head throbs as Aizawa raises an eyebrow at me. "Just because they aren't good at physical tests doesn't mean that they should be expelled" 'Stop talking, they're going to like you. Don't get attached!' "Like you, sir! Your quirk doesn't benefit your physical abilities at all and you became a good hero!" 'STUPID MOUTH! STOP TALKING!' "I believe they should be given a chance to become heroes!" He looks at me and sighs. "Whatever," he says and continues walking. "Your curriculum sheets are in the classroom. Get one and leave." The class was staring at me. Gōon and the buff guy had tears in his eyes, for some reason, and the white-haired girl was wailing with a smile on her face. I breathe out through my nose and head back to class, a smirking Sebone and Reikon with a faint smile on her face, following right behind me. As I pass, I failed to see a woman with midnight black hair and a mole under her lip hiding behind a wall with a large smile on her face.
Sebone, Reikon and I walk out the glass doors of the school and make our way to the gate. As we approach, we hear a childish voice call out to us, "Hey! Please wait!" I sigh and turn around. The girl with white hair runs over and stops in front of us, catching her breath. She looks up at us with slightly red eyes and a bright smile. "Hi! My name is Kagayaku, Kagayaku Rakkan! What's your name?" she asks. "Shōkan," I reply. "Great! I wanted to say thanks for, you know… stopping me from getting expelled and all. I was a little intimidated at first... but," she continues as she holds out her hand, "can we be friends?" she smiles up at me and she seems to get brighter, somehow. I extend my hand out and then pause. 'Focus! Remember why you're here!' I slap her hand away. "I'm not here to make friends," I say as I turn around without seeing her expression. I walk away and leave the school grounds. "Did you really need to be so harsh on her, bro?" Sebone asks as I keep walking. Reikon's lips and pointed downwards. "I needed to make it clear. Remember why we're here." Sebone frowns a bit and we reach the sidewalk where we met this morning. "See you tomorrow," I say as I continue walking. Sebone and Reikon turn to the right and leave that way. After a few minutes of walking, I reach the house. I turn the knob and find the door already open. I walk inside and take off my tie.
"Welcome home, Shō-kun!" an obnoxiously loud voice yells in a sing-song tone. Standing by the oven, wearing a jersey, jeans, pink slippers and a matching apron was the owner of the house. She has a slender, yet well-built frame, befitting of her occupation. She is fair-skinned with a mole below her lip, has grey eyes and straight black hair that now hung loosely past her shoulders. She was a hero that had quickly gained popularity and rose through the charts at an alarming rate, currently sitting at number 4. "Shimura," I said darkly. "Oh, come on! Show me at least a little appreciation. I give you a home, a bed, decent meals," I snickered a bit at that, "and attendance at the best hero high school in the country!" She looks at me and asks, "Is a 'thank you' really that hard?" I stumble towards the table and reach for a bowl of the freshly cooked soup. A hand appears out of nowhere and smacks mine away. "Nope! No dinner for you until I hear a thank you!" 'DAMN BITCH!' I walk away and massage my temples. "Tell me Shō-kun, how was your first day? Did Aizawa expel anyone this time?" My eyebrows twitch and I shake my head. "Hmm, interesting. He told me that he was going to expel three students until someone spoke up and changed his mind? Do you know who that is?" I scowled at her and walked down the corridor towards my room. "You haven't had supper yet! I made some nice, warm soup! Too bad you aren't going to get any because you didn't say thank you!" I slam the door and change into pajamas that were neatly folded on the chair. I get into bed and stare at the ceiling.
I lay there. I stare at the ceiling for who knows how long. Eventually, I hear footsteps approaching my door. KNOCK KNOCK "Shō-kun… are you awake?" I hear her voice through the door. A wave of nostalgia hits me as these events play out. I keep quiet and close my eyes. I hear the door creak open and soft footsteps approaching the side of my bed. I hear glass as it is put down on the small table besides my bed. She stands there for a couple of seconds before I hear her footsteps again, the door closes, and the footsteps fade away as she leaves. I open my eyes and look at the bedside table. A bowl of soup and a spoon lays on the table. I gaze at it for a minute before my stomach growls. I hate wasting food, so I pick up the soup and begin to eat. Once I'm done, I place the bowl back on the table. I lay down once again and close my eyes. With a full, warm stomach and a far, distant memory playing in my mind, I finally fall asleep.
That is Chapter 1 – Welcome to U.A. complete! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I feel as though I did well. What is Shōkan's quirk? Shōkan and Aizawa have met before? We have a posh lion!? Hehe. The introductions and battle training will happen next chapter, so we'll learn what the classes' quirks are and see how they're used in battle! I tried to make the interactions as natural as possible, so tell me how I did. If you enjoyed this chapter, leave a review. The plot of this story will not be following canon at all because this story takes place in the past. Send me reviews about what you liked, what you didn't like, what you'd like to see in the future, and tell me any grammar/spelling mistakes I made so I can fix them.
I will see all you guys in the next chapter!
-AnimeTrashPile