Prologue - Wake Up!
"Wake up, Danny..." a voice called to him.
Daniel mumbled as the fog lifted from his mind.
"Wake up jackass!" the voice roared before he was jolted awake.
"Gah!" he screamed as he shot upright from the gravelly floor he found himself lying upon.
After getting his bearings back, he walked out into the streets and started to explore; pulling up his hood on his dark blue hoodie to obscure his face from the view of others.
Looking through his wallet, he noted he only had £46.85 left. "Not much, but it will have to do," he mumbled, not noticing the strange man passing him as they both entered a nearby store. Daniel walked over to the candy section and ignored the man who passed him again. He didn't say anything until the man he ignored went to the register brandishing a strange blade from his sleeve, and started ranting in a language he partially recognised; Japanese. This frustrated him.
Going over to the man to try and diffuse the situation, he spoke in a calm voice, "Look, you don't need to do this. I'm sure there are better ways to deal with this."
The man pointed his blade at Daniel, and Daniel tried to look as if he were surrendering. As Daniel lifted his hands, however, the odd blade-man was sent flying backwards by an unseen force. Daniel looked down at his own hands in shock. Before he woke up, he was just a normal human. He was a sci-fi nerd who watched TV shows like Justice League, Ben 10, Heroes, and X-Men. Did his waking up in an odd place somehow give him new abilities?!
He shook off such thoughts for now as he went to check on the man he had sent flying. He immediately regretted it as he looked the man who was now impaled on his own blades. Daniel vomited before he ran from the scene.
A few hours later, All Might was called, along with Detective Naomasa Tsukachi to the scene of the incident.
"Tsukauchi-san, what did you find?" he asked his friend.
"Toshinori, the shop-keeper told me that a boy had stopped the criminal with a strange quirk, but ran after seeing the body of the man impaled upon his own blades that were brandished at the keeper behind the checkout point." All Might let out a quiet grunt of acknowledgement.
"It seems we have a vigilante on or hands. Perfect..." he grumbled. He pulled his phone from his pocket and dialled on the 7th contact. There were 4 beeps before the call connected.
"..." The response from the other end was muffled.
"Hello, Aizawa. I need your assistance..." All Might said somberly.