The Man of Steel
My Hero Academia is owned by Kohei Horikoshi. Thank you for introducing this great series to the world.
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Slightly OOC Izuku. Superman Izuku. OP Izuku.
(A/N: I don't have much to say... let's get on with reviews, shall we?)
Toonami4Ever: He's consumed by rage, what did you expect? A hug and a pat on a back? Lol.
MODdenial: I cannot confirm nor deny this accusation. Next review.
Freakofnature65: True. His subconscious reaction to seeing Bakugou is to cower, a.k.a. losing all his self-esteem a.k.a losing his powers.
SuperSaiyain79: He did mention the practicality of it, but he was also more confident at the time, able to voice his opinions without fear of offending someone with sensitive ears.
Wingzero512: Oh, why thank you! But yeah, I often to force exposition. It's habitual, and I often regret it. I'll try my best to slow my roll.
Poinkkill: You are the rather observant one, aren't you? You deserve a pat on the back for that.
Hardcasekera: Izuku can't be handled when he's confident, otherwise, he's weaker. But yes, you'll soon see what will happen to Bakugou.
6UnTalentedArtist9: Good point. But in this case, I treat quirk as biological, not magical. Izuku couldn't handle it due to his mental limiters. He's stronger when he's fighting confidently. When he isn't, 'punk ass explosions' as one of the commenters put it can severely harm him.
Well, those are all the reviews. Time to read boyos! Open your text books to Chapter Five...
Chapter V: A Ticking Time Bomb
11:03 AM, April 1st, 2350, Bakugou Residence, Musutafu, Japan
Bakugou walked down the street, gritting his teeth at how sore his back felt. Being driven through three walls by a certain green-haired boy can do some serious harm. "That fucking ass thinks he can just throw me around like a doll. I taught him a valuable lesson, at least. NOT TO FUCK WITH KATSUKI BAKUGOU!" His face contorted to a deranged grin. He turned his head slightly to the left, noticing his abode.
It wasn't too special. Just a townhouse, a light yellow hue on the outside. His smile immediately dropped though, and was replaced by annoyance. "Yeah, right. I have to deal with that bitch of a mother. At least my father can shut up." Bakugou stepped onto the porch, slamming his fist onto the door, half-ready to blast the lock off with his quirk.
The sound of a lady cursing behind the door was heard, as she slammed open the door in a mild rage, yelling "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" to the boy. She then paused her lecture, as she saw her son. His elbows were scuffed, his suit was ripped, and he held onto his gut, hunched over. "Oh my god! Katsuki! Are you ok, honey?!" She yelled, the emotion behind her voice driven by fear more than anger now.
Bakugou scoffed, and pushed past his mother. She was slightly annoyed now. "I help that boy, and he yells at me. I don't help him, and he yells at me! What the fuck is his problem?" Mitsuki thought, a vein in her head appearing rather visible now. "Bakugou, how was school? And why are you so home so early?!" Mitsuki half-yelled, pissing off Katsuki even more. "You want to know? I got fucking EXPELLED after teaching that green-haired fucking Deku a DAMN LESSON! NOBODY FUCKS WITH KATSUKI BAKUGOU!" Katsuki yelled, shocking his mother. Shock was then replace by an infernal rage, as she yanked Bakugou by the ear, and pulled him close to her mouth, so he can listen clearly.
"YOU GET FUCKING EXPELLED ON THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL, YOU MORON?! THAT'S IT KATSUKI, I'M FUCKING DONE! YOUR SHIT IS NOT APPRECIATED! GET TO YOUR FUCKING ROOM RIGHT NOW!" Bakugou was at his limit now, and he sucker punched Mitsuki with a rather large explosion straight through the door to the outside, sliding against ten meters of concrete. Mitsuki gasped loudly, as tears rolled down her face. Katsuki ambled his way outside, against the crowd of onlookers who immediately called emergency services. Katsuki held out his palm, as he gathered as much sweat as possible into his palms. He pointed it at his mother's face, and said three last words. "Fuck you, mother." Mitsuki let out one last scream, before her face was incinerated by the blast Katsuki let out, leaving a bloody mess of a human head where Mitsuki's once lay.
The crowd was mortified, and began scrambling to move away from 'The Time Bomb' that is Bakugou. He looked up into the sky, as it started raining. He chuckled. He then laughed. And then he laughed his heart out. His face was a mix of suffering and heavenly pleasure. "THE BITCH IS DEAD! THAT'S RIGHT, ASSHOLE! KATSUKI ALWAYS WINS! HE ALWAYS WINS! HAHAHAHAHAH!" Police sirens arrived from the street, the cops horrified by the sight. They promptly restrained Bakugou with no resistance. He continued laughing maniacally. He began writhing as he repeated his words over and over again for the entire ride: "KATSUKI ALWAYS WINS! KATSUKI ALWAYS WINS!"
The cruiser immediately sped away, while others cleaned up the remains of Mitsuki, and contacted her relatives to let them know of Mitsuki's death. This devastated Masaru Bakugou, who was on his way home from a store on his vacation day, who collapsed on the spot and cried his heart out. He picked himself back up, and forced himself back into the store to make an odd purchase. Some rope.
11:14 AM, April 1st, 2350, Bakugou Residence, Musutafu, Japan
Masaru arrived home, only to notice his door has been knocked off the hinges. He didn't care, as too much was on his mind. The imprisonment of his son. The death of his wife. He noticed the beverage she hadn't even finished, and how the TV was still on, playing one of her favorite sitcoms. He teared up. "She loved this show..." Masaru threw the food he brought back onto the table, and left it in the bag. He took out the rope he had, and took himself upstairs.
The echoing of his steps up the hardwood stairs got to him. Thomp. Thomp. Thomp. Every step he took felt like a heartbeat to him. Thomp. Thomp. Thomp. He continued, until he reached the top of the steps. Thomp. Thomp… There was no last step. He left it uncompleted. He turned to his right, and entered his room.
It contained a king sized bed, a plasma TV, a bookshelf containing literary works from many notable Japanese artists and poets. It also contained a fan and a study, with a chair in front of the computer. He looked at the rope, the fan, and the chair, and cried. He dragged the chair under the fan, and began the tie the rope into a noose. He then climbed ontop of the chair, and tied the end of the rope to the fan. He stuck his head into the noose, and cried louder. He kicked the chair out from under him with a large Thomp, and hung there, losing consciousness. He then saw a hallucination, his wife, Mitsuki reaching out to him. He gladly grabbed her hand, and passed to the other side soon after.
11:18 AM, April 1st, 2350, Yuuei High Staffroom, Musutafu, Japan
Toshinori Yagi, the de-powered All Might, took a sip of his coffee. It was going to be a long day. Having to deal with the fact that one of your former students nearly killed another can really drain you. Not even mentioning all the paperwork he'd have to do filing this expulsion. Luckily he got some strong coffee. It always seems to be gone whenever he gets there. "Everyone else must be stressed out of their minds in order to consume all the strong coffee. Jeez." soon, the office went quiet, as the TV turned up. Toshinori raised a brow at this. "What's going on in there?" He took his cup out there, placed a hand in his baggy jeans, and looked to whatever was causing a commotion. Toshinori immediately dropped the cup at what was being displayed on television.
"-Earlier today, at approximately 11:06 AM, a former Yuuei student named 'Katsuki Bakugou' killed a local woman in a bout of anger. The dead body was soon identified to be his mother, Mitsuki Bakugou, maimed in the fight she and her son had. In more terrible events, a man identified as Masaru Bakugou, the felon's father, committed suicide within the next ten minutes. Authorities are cleaning up the site, and currently are combing through evidence that could be used to figure out exactly what happened. Witnesses are numerous, however, and it isn't likely that Katsuki Bakugou will make it out of his sentence. He is currently looking at twenty to thirty years in prison on a charge of first degree murder, with parole not available. This was Nozomi Akemi, news at 11."
Toshinori unwillingly turned into his muscular form, clenching his teeth as hard as he could. "That boy... killed his mother. Goddamnit! I contributed to the death of a human being! GODDAMNIT!" All Might ran up to the roof via the roof access, and jumped immediately to the precinct, ready to help remedy his indirect sins.
11:24 AM, April 1st, 2350, Interrogation Room #5, Musutafu Police Precinct, Musutafu, Japan
The still writhing Bakugou was forcefully dragged into the room, and handcuffed to the chair. At this point, his wrists were hurting, extremely bad. But he didn't care. He knew he won. He always wins. His still smiling face reaches new heights, as his psychotic grin looks like it could make the most deranged men look like sane white-collar workers. The cops shuddered slightly, as the boy turned towards them, chuckling maniacally. All Might busted through, a look of regret, anguish, and hatred dominating it. He ignored the questioning everyone was getting him, he just wanted to get to the room as quickly as possible. Tsukauchi nodded to All Might, he replied with a small salute. "All Might, he's waiting in there for you. He's mentally unstable at the moment. Your answer will likely not come out." All Might gritted his teeth. He busted the door open, making Tsukauchi wince slightly. Bakugou's chuckling ceased, as he came face to face with All Might.
"Bakugou, what the HELL happened to you?" All Might started, trying to retain as much of his emotions as possible. Bakugou smiled, thinking back to his kill. "I ended that bitch's pathetic life. She held me down. You have to cut your weights off so you can soar, All Might. I had to win. I WON. KATSUKI ALWAYS WINS! HE NEVER LOSES!" Bakugou broke out into a maniacal laughter again, making All Might slam the table, making it bend downwards severely. "What the hell Bakugou! You murder your own mother in cold blood, and for what? You'll never be a hero now! You've failed! You've lost! You are no longer innocent of a crime. You are a FELON. Why, why did you do it, huh? Why?!" All Might spat onto the floor, signifying his disgust at his former student's- no, this villain's behavior.
Bakugou laughed again, looking All Might dead in the eye. "I HAD TO, DON'T YOU GET IT YOU WALKING BLOB OF MUSCLE? I HAVE TO WIN! IT'S ALL ABOUT WINNING! I WILL NEVER LOSE! SHE ALMOST MADE ME FAIL, SO I HAD TO REMOVE THE THING THAT WAS GOING TO RUIN ME!" All Might had enough, and flipped the entire table over, and it clattered to the right side of the wall.
"BAKUGOU, YOU HAVE JUST COMMITTED MURDER, AND DROVE A MAN TO SUICIDE! YOU ARE NO LONGER A HERO! YOU'RE A VILLAIN! AND VILLAINS WILL BE BROUGHT TO-" A massive hole appeared to his right, driving the table All Might flew back to it's sender, sending him careening through the reinforced glass. All Might got up, and stared down who decided to ruin his interrogation.
There was a short, slim man, with fourteen hands all over his body. Two hands were on his head, one on his face, and one on the opposing side of the head. The rest were on his shoulders and forearms. He wore a basic black t-shirt and black pants that were a bit too short for him. He also wore some red shoes, both neatly tied. Next to him was a hulking mass of black skin and muscles, with their brain exposed. The slim man approached Bakugou, and knelt in front of him.
"Katsuki Bakugou. Your quirk would help us tremendously in our efforts. Do you accept our invitation to join us, The League of Villains?" All Might froze. "The League of Villains?! This already sounds dangerous. Don't move Toshinori, let them have their conversation." The slim boy turned to All Might and smirked under his hand, not registering as anything for All Might. "Oh look. It's All Might. Nice to meet you in person. Now I can test something. Nomu, kill." That monster turned for All Might, and rushed him in a blink of an eye, giving him a straight uppercut through the roof of the precinct. All Might landed on the roof, without too much damage, but his jaw felt sore. "That thing... Nomu apparently, packs a punch, that's for sure." All Might got up, and waited for the beast to come to him. All Might heard scuffling, and pre-emptively dodged, evading an elbow to the solar plexus. All Might quickly revolved, and prepared to punch the Nomu.
"TEXAS SMASH!" The Nomu went flying backward for one hundred meters, until it hit the asphalt, grinding its skin into mush, digging into it's back muscle and bones. All Might quickly jumped in a somersault and sent a downward punch into the Nomu. "CALIFORNIA SMMMMMASSSHH!" The intersection Nomu landed at exploded into rubble, as the Nomu was now missing one of it's arms, and had a massive hole in it's abdomen. The Nomu stood up still, as the insides of his body regrew almost instantly, along with it's limbs. All Might gritted his teeth. "Damnit. He has a healing quirk and a super strength/speed quirk? How does he have three?! Unless.. All for One did this. He created these."
The Nomu tackled All Might to the ground, pummeling him with their fists. All Might quickly punched the Nomu off of him, sending the beast backward ten meters. "I need to beat the healing quirk out of him. I need to beat him." All Might quickly charges at the Nomu. "NEW HAMPSHIRE SMASH!" He runs into the Nomu, forcing him through a nearby abandoned building. All Might then quickly grabbed the Nomu by the legs, and suplexed it, cracking the concrete beneath his feet. All Might quickly grabbed the Nomu's legs, and spun around, letting him go as soon as he lined up with the abandoned building, sending him through more concrete back into the asphalt again.
All Might ran through the holes Nomu made, and did not hesitate. He punched Nomu over and over again, with the force of a Texas Smash, until All Might reeled in for an uppercut, yelling a new name for a new super move. "NEW YORK SMASH!" The Nomu was sent flying into the stratosphere, clearly limp as it sailed into the sky. All Might then rushed back to the precinct, his job done.
He got back into the precinct, but found Bakugou gone, along with the slim, grey-blue haired man. All Might gritted his teeth again. "Damnit, they escaped!" All Might fell to his knees, his exhaustion catching up to him.
11:37 AM, April 1st, 2350, Midoriya Residence, Musutafu, Japan
Izuku had more than enough for today. Screw going outside. Screw talking to friends. He wasn't good enough to even protect himself. How is he able to become a hero like this? Not to mention his costume is now completely ruined, and will take three days to remake at best. He sighed loudly, as a knock on the door was heard. His mother decided to go to the door for him, well knowing he is traumatized by today. A familiar voice rang through the house. "Is Izuku here, Ms. Midoriya?" He started sweating slightly. "No. No. Don't tell them I'm here. Don't tell them I'm here." Izuku thought, hoping it'd somehow reach his mother. "Yes, he's in his room. Do you wish to see him, Ms. Yaoyorozu?" Izuku started sweating more. "No. NO. MOM, YOU FAILED ME!" The door creaked open to reveal Momo Yaoyorozu in her casual clothing. She took a good look at him.
While he was healed, his clothes didn't have the same power. He was wearing his tattered hero costume, minus the jacket. She looked down towards the floor, and sat on the bed next to him. She sighed loudly. "Izuku... I know what happened really hurt you, but you can't shut yourself off like this." Izuku tried ignoring her by shoving his face into his pillow. She continued, however. "Ignoring your friends and blowing them off is bad for your social health. People will start to think something is wrong with you, mentally. May it be depression, arrogance, whatever. It pains me to see you sitting around like this, moping when you shouldn't be." She teared slightly.
Izuku slowly raised his head out of the pillow and looked at her. Her onyx eyes pierced his soul, like it always does. This time, instead of having a happy or maybe a mildly irritated emotion behind it, it was sadness powering those eyes. Izuku sighed, and let her continue.
"So what if you lost? We've all lost at some point, Izuku. And the sad this is, you've lost twice. You let Bakugou beat you, and now you're letting him relish in the fact that you were beaten by him. You have to be confident in yourself and your abilities. But don't be arrogant about it. Assume every enemy you fight is your strongest yet. Fight with a goal in mind. Save a friend. Defeat a foe who has hurt others. You must. If you don't, you may fail as a hero." Izuku let that sink in, as he slumped into his knees, thinking about it.
"She's right. I got too cocky. I payed the price. This was my fault. I've disappointed my own father because of it. I jeopardized my mission. That's it. I'm stopping my arrogance once and for all." Izuku raised himself back up, smiling. A small smile appeared on Momo's face, happy to know she did something. Izuku quickly hugged her, and he went to wash up, but heard something. The sound of concrete cracking. It wasn't too far away. Maybe a kilometer or so. He could make it in time.
"Izuku, what's wrong? You hear danger?" Momo said, becoming a bit more professional. Izuku simply nodded, and Momo began to go for the door, but he stopped her. "No, Momo. This thing is dangerous. I can feel it. You could die from this." Momo quickly rebutted. "Izuku, you could die too if you think this thing is so strong!" Izuku quickly shushed her. "No, Momo. I won't die. I'm Superman. The Man of Steel." Izuku ran for the door, and took off like a rocket, going straight towards the source of sound.
11:41 AM, April 1st, 2350, Musutafu, Japan
When Izuku arrived on the scene, it was carnage. Dead bodies littered the streets, blood flew everywhere, denizens of Musutafu were absolutely scared shitless. A being with black skin and huge muscles with an exposed brain was going around, murdering everything it sees. Then it saw Izuku. The Nomu rushed to the boy, and rammed him into a wall. Izuku popped out, relatively unfazed, just shaken. "Wait.. I'm surviving these attacks now? If Bakugou's explosions could've nearly killed me, that single attack could've definitely killed me!" Izuku didn't dwell on it too long, as the beast pulled for a punch. Izuku rammed it, and blasted off into the sky, taking Izuku, the beast, and the fight somewhere more secluded, outside of city limits.
Izuku sent the monster careening into the ground, producing a rather large crater by punching him downward. Izuku quickly broke the sound barrier, and used his heat vision to try and vaporize the being, but the being kept regenerating the stuff he removed. After getting close enough, he sucker punched the being, sending him deeper into the ground. "This thing has multiple quirks? There's no way he's that strong and has no quirk to enhance it, and then also have a regeneration quirk! Multi-quirked beings are incredibly rare. There's no way this just happened randomly. Too unlikely. Somebody forced this to happen. But who?" Izuku didn't have time to dwell on it, as he was sent flying by a punch by the beast.
"Fine. You want me to go up? I'll go up. Just come with me." Izuku flew back into the beast, and punched him through the ground, tunneling through the Earth until Izuku punched him upward out of the ground, and took the beast into space as fast as he could. He hit Mach 15 as the Nomu began burning. But it stopped soon after, as the atmosphere was too thin to slow them down. Izuku noticed something. The burnt skin didn't heal as quickly. In fact, the quirk seemed to be nullified by heat, temporarily. "Heat. What produces heat and is in space? Oh wait. The Sun. I can throw him into the sun!" Izuku cranked his speed up to one million miles per second, having the sun grow ever closer. The beast tried to hurt him, but the lack of oxygen was limiting his movements, but his regeneration quirk kept him conscious.
Izuku moved faster, going to five million miles per second. The sun's heat was now affecting them. It was now 500 degrees Celsius. The beast writhed in pain, as it's back stopped regenerating entirely. The heat grew hotter. One thousand degrees. Thousand and five hundred. Two thousand. The beast thrashed as heavily as it could, managing to hit Izuku in the face, making him let go, but the beast was doomed. It got ever closer to the sun, until it melted into the Sun's surface. The beast was dead, well dead and well done. "I wonder if I could do barbeques up here? Who knows? Sun-cooked meat sounds like a great start-up company." Izuku blasted back to Earth, feeling a bit stronger from the extra solar radiation he soaked up from being so close to the Sun.
11:47 AM, April 1st, 2350, Musutafu, Japan
Izuku landed amongst the crowd, cheering him on. Somebody even asked for an autograph. Izuku looked at the person, and obliged, signing 'Superman' onto the paper he held out. He screamed in joy as he ran down the street, exclaiming that he got a signature. "Superman, is the beast dead?" asked a familiar voice. It sounded like that reporter woman, Aozora. He turned around to her, and put his mouth up to the microphone.
"Yes. I did kill the beast. It landed somehow in downtown Musutafu, and I managed to drive it into the Sun from orbit. He's very likely charred and dead. No need to worry about him coming back." The crowd cheered him on, as the reporter took the microphone back. "You heard it, folks. Superman killed the black beast that landed in Downtown Musutafu. Thank the heavens we have someone like him. Aozora Chiyumi for the Musutafu Daily, signing off." The camera crew turned off the camera, and Aozora turned back to Izuku. "Thanks again, Superman. I've been a bit of a fan since that first stunt you did with that Sludge Villain." Izuku nodded. "It's my job to help. I'm no hero if I sit around cowering all day." Aozora nodded, and waved to Izuku who was now flying back to his abode, breaking the sound barrier when he was far enough away from the crowd.
He landed near his door as quietly as possible, and opened the door to see Momo and Inko relaxing on the couch, watching the news. They turned around to the source of the noise, and smiled when they saw it was him. Inko went up first, rushing to hug her son. "Oh... my boy is growing up to be a great hero. You saved those people out there, Izuku. You did good..." She said, crying slightly into his neck. He hugged her back. Momo came up next, after Inko went to grab some napkins for her tears. She beamed. "Well, I guess my advice got to you. You really drove that thing into the Sun?" Izuku nodded, and her face got even more excited. "That's amazing Izuku! You were in space for two minutes too! Nobody could've survived that!" Izuku nodded again. She held out her hand for a high-five, and he promptly slapped her palm.
(A/N: Nomu's quirk doesn't actually get affected by heat from what I know. I just applied some science. Heat denatures proteins, lipids, and carbohydrates in a cell. And since a cell needs those to replicate, Nomu couldn't exactly regenerate as quickly as he does when in normal temperatures. Just a bit of a thing I'd like to share before someone goes 'why u bs dis' in the comments. Have a nice Monday afternoon. Virdun out.)