I'd like to say thanks to everyone who reviewed, followed, and favorited this fic.
To answer a few questions, the pairing of the fic is undecided, but there are a few I'm thinking of that may work in this fic. In the end I may give it up to the readers to decide, but for now it can and will remain undecided.
As for if I plan on continuing this, well the answer is right here. Yes I do plan on continuing this fic until I've either grown bored or am unable to storm ideas to continue the fic.
Now on to the second chapter!
Neutral POV:
A loud and booming voice is heard. It seems to originate from a small phone shaped object. The screen is off and the voice is loud enough to cause the nightstand to vibrate. One glance around the room shows that it belongs to an avid All Might fan. Next to the nightstand is an bed sporting All Might sheets, pillow covers, and blanket, and on top of it all is a small freckled boy with green hair. His eyes are barely open and fatigue is easily seen in his eyes. He mumbles something out and prepares to go back to sleep… at least until he catches sight of the clock.
A few moments ago...
Izuku POV:
Everything has been quiet for a while now, but what is that small buzzing noise? Is it saying something?
"...Up!"
I clearly heard words. Is someone trying to talk to me? It can't be my mom, the voice is just too off.
"...Kid...Up!"
Is that my dad? No it can't be, he hasn't been home in years due to business. Then who could it be?
"HEY KID WAKE THE FUCK UP! I'M BORED AS HELL AND I DON'T HAVE TIME TO WAIT FOR YOU TO GET UP."
Oh right. It's that damn thing I picked up yesterday.
With a sigh I responded "Give me a break what time is it anyways. You might wake up the neighborhood."
"Kid… look at the clock."
"What do you mean by th…" I cut myself off short after looking at the clock.
It read 05:00 PM. Had I really been asleep that long? Oh jeez.
I bolted upright and said "I need to freshen up and explain to my mom why I was asleep for so long. Oh man she must be worried. I haven't stayed in this long since that time I found out I was quirkless."
I turned my head to the "terminal" and said "You! After I come back you better answer my questions alright."
"Whatever you say kid. Whatever you say."
I got up and left my bedroom prepared to set everything straight and deal with my current needs.
Neutral POV:
With Izuku out of his bedroom all that remained was the "terminal" and all of the All Might memorabilia. If one was present in the room they could hear the voice which originated from the "terminal" thinking out loud as to how he could respond to the questions which Izuku would definitely ask him.
One hour later
Izuku POV:
My mom took my explanation well and I was able to freshen up as well as eat fairly quickly. Now I can get answers to the questions which have been weighing down my mind all this time. I walked back into my room and shut the door behind me.
"Alright now that I've settled everything else, would you care to answer my questions?"
"Sure, just shoot anything you want to know and I'll answer to the best of my ability."
"Alright first up, why was I able to hear your voice during my fight with the slime villain?"
"That's because our frequencies ended up being similar enough for communication to be established."
"Ok next question, why are you inside of this "terminal"?"
"I'm not exactly sure. All I remember is being surrounded in a ball of energy and landing in that alleyway unscathed whilst being in the terminal."
"Alright then, is there another name for the "terminal"?"
"Well that… I'm not sure. You might be able to see the name if you turn it on."
"Ok well, how do i turn it on then?"
"You press the power button. I mean it can't be that hard can it?"
"Now you are just being sarcastic. Fine I'll turn the power on."
I grab the "terminal and look for the power button. So far, I have not gotten much information other than he is probably from space and that our brains are on similar frequencies, which I find hard to believe.
I finally locate it and hold down the button.
Neutral POV
The device turns on and on the screen text displays showing the words
"Boot Up Sequence Initiating…"
"Initiation complete."
"Beginning "Dragon" O.S. v.0.378"
"Registering energy creature signatures…"
"Registration complete."
A green background appears and more text begins to fill the screen.
"Welcome to the new Star Carrier! Brought to you by the Yaoyorozu Technical Institute, technological advancements for the future!"
The text disappeared and the screen began flashing.
After a few minutes the flashing had stopped and in the middle of the screen was an odd creature. It was futuristic and draconic in nature and sported glowing red eyes. It's body was comprised of teal energy covered in metal plates with a completely metallic head.
The metal was a light green and on its forehead rested the same golden dragon symbol which was present on the back of the "terminal", now identified as the Star Carrier. From his head came out three golden strips sharpened at the edges pointing behind him and in his mouth stood sharp teeth comprised of white metal.
The creature had no legs and rather floated with a jagged tail composed of the same energy and metal as the rest of the body. His arms were completely made of metal except for the hands which were made of energy. On his chest rested an insignia shaped like the capital Greek letter Omega. One third of it was colored green whilst the rest was discolored.
Izuku POV
"Is that you?"I questioned now seeing this creature on the screen.
"Yes kid that is me on the screen right now." He replied.
"I have to know, what is your name? I have a face, but no name to associate."
"My name? I don't really remember. Everything is fuzzy before the landing. All I know is that I'm incomplete."
"Well then let's think of a name for you. You can't just be a nameless. How about… Omega because of that symbol on your chest?"
"Omega huh. I like it. From now on I'll be known as Omega!"
"One last question, how do you plan on helping me be a hero."
"Now this is one thing I actually remember from my past. My species has the ability to fuse with other beings in order to get stronger. The catch is that both beings have to be on the same frequency and be synchronized, and the physical being has to be strong enough to handle the stress presented by the fusion."
"So what I'm pulling from this is that you're going to lend me your power and help me become a hero right?"
"Basically, yes."
"There must be something you want in return, right?"
"All I want is your help in returning my memories to me and giving me a place to stay."
"Alright we have a deal. So where do we begin?"
"Well first, we have to train your body so it can handle the physical strain of fusion. We're also going to need to work on our synchronization. Although we may be on a similar frequency, we still need to synchronize."
"Quick question Omega."
"Yes?"
"Am I going to need to use some sort of transformation phrase or something cheesy like that?"
"No, nothing cheesy like a phrase. If that was all it took then being synchronized wouldn't be needed. Our fusion is caused by our combined will to fuse. It all happens instinctively. Eventually, we will be able to fuse consciously, but even then there is no need for any phrases or vocal indicators. By that point, we should be able to mentally communicate efficiently."
"Alright! So when does my physical training start?"
"Is it not obvious kid? Right now. Drop and give me 10000!"
"EHHH!"
"In all seriousness though, we start tomorrow. For now, let's take a stroll and do some research as to how we can prepare you."
"Phew, now that I can get behind."
I got up and put the Star Carrier in my pocket. I put on my shoes and shouted to my mom that I would be back in a bit and walked out. This was it. My chance to finally be a hero. Who cares if I have a quirk or not. Together with Omega, I'll become a hero and save people with a smile plastered on my face! I reached for the sky with an open hand and curled it into a fist. I was determined to become the ultimate hero. I lowered my arm and broke into a jog. If I was going to do this, I'm going to put my all into it.
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