"Hawks Channel: The man who's too fast"
"A villain! Someone help!" A civilian yells as a tall man with spikes on his head chases him. In a flash, he was defeated by the number three hero, hawks.
"Wait! What even happened?!" Yelled someone in the crowd.
"It was over in an instant!"
"Thank you Hawks!" The civilian who was being chased thanked him.
"No probs" Hawks said.
"The Hawks channel gained several million subscribers the day it started. No channel has ever grown that fast. It's a way for everyone to watch clips of Hawks being a hero. Ugh!"
I was at the Tatooin Shopping District, heading home from school while reading the video information on my phone. I saw a hero tube video on the most recently debuted heroes. The reason I watch these so I could analyse their strengths and weakness to gain the upper hand against them.
"What the...Deku?" I groan, hearing that nickname. I turn around to see Bakugou and his two friends, Rokuro and Naides. Even though we just recently became second year middle school students, Bakugou hasn't grown up a bit and still acts like a child. Even though, I told him I'm no longer interested in being a hero, he just couldn't lay off. I would avoid him as much as possible, until now.
"Bakugou" I said.
Bakugou's eyes narrowed, still not used to the fact that I stopped calling him his nickname. "You're spoiling my view, outta the way" I growl lowly, but said nothing.
"What's that you're watching anyway?" Naides asked as he extends his fingers and grabbed my phone. "Hero tube?"
"Hang on. You still want to be a hero, Midoriya? I thought you said you weren't interested anymore?" Rokuro snickered. "Bakugou, I get it. But you? Hahaha! Never gonna happen!"
"Hero tube, tch. Don't tell me you're still writing in those stalker notebooks? Fucking disgusting!" Bakugou said, his hands starts emitting smoke, but I don't think he'll attack me since we're in public. "Which definitely shows you still want to be a hero, huh, Deku?! You're a quirkless loser! A fucking pebble on the road that is meant to be forgotten-"
"Naides, give me back my phone. I have better things to do" I said, looking at him.
The three idiots were surprised by my attitude, but quickly cover it up with their snarls. "Hah! The fuck do you think you're doing, Deku?!" Bakugou walked over to me and grabbed my collar but I ignored him, still keeping my eyes on Naides. "I'm talking to you, nerd!" I slap his hand off my collar and snatched my phone from Naides. Putting the phone in my pocket, I began to walk away from the nuisance.
"What the fuck?" Naides said.
"Since when did Midoriya grew a spine?" Rokuro said.
"I hear some people say that being bullied is a part of life, that it'll get better. Well, they're all full of shit. The truth is, it only gets better when you fight back"
"You looking down on me, Deku?! Think you're better than me?! It's seems you have forgotten your place! Let me refresh your memory!" I hear explosions behind me. Realizing that Bakugou has lost his cool, I sigh and took a step to the side as his explosive hand past me and use the opportunity to grab the boy's hand. "Hah! What the fuck?! Let go of me, you fucking pebble-" before he could finish, I set his arm straight and use my other hand to break his elbow. "AARRRGGGHHH!" Bakugou screams in pain as he falls to his knees while gripping on his broken arm with three bone shards popping out and blood dripping down. His friends looked shocked as they quickly went to his side. Bakugou looked up at me with an angry snarl and tears streaming down his face. I could see the fear in his crimson eyes. It's delicious.
"Let's make one thing clear, Bakugou. I'm not and never will be one of those hero fakers who only want fame and glory, only caring about themselves and no one else...just like you. Asshole" I stated. "You think you're a hero, don't make me laugh. You're just a weak fool who takes pleasure in putting others down and torment them just to feel good about yourself. Heroes don't do the shit you do, mister hero, only villains do that"
"H-How dare you call Bakugou a fool?! Y-You're dead man!" Rokuro shouted. He and Naides charged at me, activating their quirks, but were easily overpowered by me. I punch Rokuro's neck before giving him an axe kick to the face. As for Naides, I gave a heavy kick to his chest which cause him to cough out blood and fall on his knees.
I grab his collar and glare at him, enjoying that satisfying fear present on his face. "How does it feel?! To be on the receiving end of the beating?!" I punched his face multiple times, causing it to bruise and swell.
"This is one of the things I've learned from someone. Weak people bully. But the moment you fight back, they start to see you like a predator that's about to rip their heads off"
Before I could finish him off, a rough hand grabbed my wrist. "That is enough" said a male voice. I looked up to see a man. He wears a suit underneath a trench coat. "I saw the entire thing inside that building over there, I'm sorry for not coming here sooner. I know they started the fight and use their quirks illegally, but you took it too far. So we're going to the station where you will wait for your parents while they will be taken to the hospital. But don't worry, they won't go unpunished"
"The fuck are you? An officer?!" I snarled.
The man nods. "Yes. I'm detective Naomasa Tsukauchi"
I groan and let go of Naides. I look around, now realizing that a crowd had been formed. Five other officers ran to us and took Bakugou and his friends to the hospital while I was taken to the police station for a statement. Sure, I got into trouble, got a lecture from Mom while Bakugou's parents just watch at the side at the station. But it was so fucking worth it. A full year into the fighting classes and I'm doing so well. The Sensei was skeptical at first because I'm quirkless, but my fierce determination to get stronger impressed him so much that he made me his personal student. Even though he has passed away a few weeks back, I will always appreciate what he has made me into.
Before Mom and I went home, Aunt Mitsuki said this. "I should be angry at you, ya know? For hurting my son. But I can't. Cause, we both knew...Katsuki had it coming" then she and uncle Masaru left for the hospital to visit Bakugou.
"At least his mother knows how shitty her son is"
I was currently in my room, looking over the outfit I've worn through a mirror. It is composed of a zipped, tight fitting, black jacket with a high collar that covers half of my face and hoodie with a large, flare shape protrudes from each side. On my jacket, I wore a brown shoulder holster that hung two sheathed katana over my right shoulder. The sleeves reach within my blunt metallic elbow pads. On my hands, I wore a pair of dark gloves topped with a pair of taser knuckles. The taser knuckles are regular brass knuckles with built in features within that can provide an electric shock.
On my thighs, I have a black belt which carries four flash bangs, four rubber bullet rounds, a grappling hook and small pouch behind my waist which carries a small alcohol and bandages. The belt also holds up my brown cargo pants with leg holsters that carries small knives on my left leg and a gun on my right leg. I wore blunt metallic knee guards and black knee high combat boots with iron metal on the toes. Finally I wear a black bandana around my face with eye holes cut out of it revealing my eyes.
It wasn't easy getting the money and materials to make this costume. I went online searching up information about hero outfits and what they were mostly made of. Of course, they were made to help optimize the wearer's quirk, but I didn't have that so I had to figure my way around. I sold all my All Might merchandise, but it was still wasn't enough. So I secretly got into fights in small bets in alleyways, before going in the world of illegal fighting. I always fight dirty and use an unorthodox fighting style, my size, speed and agility to my advantage. And as they say, big risks means big rewards. The casual fights turn into me having a reputation there. The rings I frequently go are all known for quirkless fighting only. Quirk usage in a match, even a little, leads to automatic forfeit, especially those with flashy quirks. Attention grabbing quirks mean a higher chance of the ring getting busted.
After getting enough money, my next target was weapons and materials for my costume. The jacket, cargo pants and boots were brought from normal shops while the materials, weapons, elbow pads, knee pads and other items were brought from a broker named Giran. But I had to be very careful. From what I've heard from thugs, Giran worked for the underground, and that was not something I wanted to get involved. I brought a sewing machine and read the manual on how to use it. I usually worked late at night making sure the outfit was ready.
Looking at the clock, seeing it's 5:30pm, I open my window and climbed the fire escape. Mom went back to work and will be back home later tonight, so I have nothing to worry about. I grinned as I readied my grappling hook to move.
"It's time to begin the hunt"
Note: Izuku's outfit is basically a vigilante version of Katsuki's stealth hero costume.