From NyaNyaKittyFace
It feels weird to learn that Izuku and Bakugou don't know each other since they shaped each other's character in their early years. I'm hoping that without Bakugou in Izuku's life, he'll be able to grow more confident. Also, Izuku's father can be sent to prison for kicking Inko and him out onto the streets. I mean that's child endangerment right there.
Correct that is child endangerment but how are you gonna arrest someone already dead? Rest assured he will grow more confident without Bakugo stopping him.
From fencer29
Going to bed? More likely Izuku will be up all night trying to observe as many of those underground heroes patrolling his neighborhood as he can. Sleep can wait - such a rare opportunity simply cannot be ignored.
Ha ha yes but what if he already spotted them and started analyzing all 15 Underground Heros?
From Mashot Tito
Okay, so not only is Izuku incredibly analytical in regards to Heroes, but he's also a very talented artist. Interesting choice. Not many people like to focus on that aspect.
His being an amazing artist will be shown a lot more than once in the story. That poster is only the beginning.
Do you still want Izuku to get OFA or not I was considering if All Might should give it to him.
The night held a fading chill, a gentle reminder of winter's retreat. Two underground heroes met with expressions that showed annoyance, initially questioning the need to protect a kid and his mom from an unseen, seemingly nonexistent threat. However, the overwhelming power of the U.A.'s principal was turned the tides; if he gave the order, they wouldn't dare refuse. It would take sheer insanity to refuse an order from him.
"Why are we bothering with this? It seems utterly pointless to protect someone from a threat that doesn't even exist," one of them said.
"Don't even think about it. It's not like we can change anything at this point, and Nezu told us to do it you would have to kill me for me to refuse him" the other replied.
"Whatever, I guess this is better than running around and catching villains. We can just look at this as a break that Nezu offered us," he grumbled.
"Yeah, I guess that's true, and with only the two of us here, nothing bad should happen tonight," he remarked.
Little did they know, there weren't just two of them, but thirteen other Underground heroes hiding in the shadows. What's more, a pair of keen green eyes had spotted not only them but also the other thirteen heroes. Those sharp eyes quickly noted down every detail, swiftly sketching rough portraits of each hero in a hidden notebook.
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Restless, Izuku abandoned the idea of sleep, opting instead for the comforting strokes of his pen on paper. Through the night, he lost himself to sketching the heroes, determined to capture every detail in his complex drawings. Sleep's unreachable embrace may have slipped away, but while it was gone, the pages of his notebook filled up with information that showed a silent commitment to his work.
Before he knew it was six in the morning he was done with drawing and decided to get up and start his morning.
It was only three hours later when there was a knock on the door and Inko rushed to greet the visitors. Opening the door she was met with Aizawa, Midnight, and Ectoplasm.
Aizawa was the first to speak noticing Izuku silently working on a notebook at the dinner table. He asked Inko if he slept at all but Inko only looked at him with worry in her eyes already telling Aizawa everything he needed to know.
Walking up to Izuku he asked, "So did you sleep much?"
"No, not at all but it was worth it, look at all the info I got on the heroes patrolling around our apartment," replied Izuku, as he turned and handed Aizawa his notebook.
Opening the notebook, Aizawa was reminded once again that he was standing in front of a genius that could rip open any hero's quirk, moves, weaknesses, and much more. Before he closed the notebook he took pictures of nearly every page and sent it to Nezu hoping that he would get the message. The fifteen Underground heroes were going to have a rude awakening.
Putting the notebook under his arm he explained the situation to Inko again and asked that they head outside to the car that was waiting for them.
Hearing the door closing behind them Midnight turned to Ectoplasm and said
"I'll take care of the kiddos' room, I'm interested in what else he got"
"Woah, me too, you just can't claim his room like that." Ectoplasm quickly replied. Truth be told he was also excited to see the room after reading the page on himself from Izuku's notebook.
"Ok, fine why don't we just go look at it quickly and then get to work," Midnight replied, with a hint of wonder in her voice.
Entering the room they were met with a treasure trove of art, merch, and statues. But what captivated them was two paintings.
Above Izuku's desk, a masterpiece took center stage—a painting portraying a city on clouds with All Might and various heroes atop multiple buildings. The intricately detailed clouds, crafted to resemble the real thing, left Midnight in awe. However, one element confused her—the name associated with the artwork. The phrase "tens cloud" was prominently written above the buildings.
As Midnight examined the painting, the realization hit her like a bolt of lightning. The top 10 heroes on the hero leaderboard decorated the clouds, captured in intricate detail. The artwork showcased the peak of heroism, each figure standing proudly in their symbolic stance. The striking description left Midnight in awe, realizing that the clouds weren't just atmospheric elements—they represented the soaring heights of heroism occupied by the very best.
On the other hand, Ectoplasm stood before a stunning painting that portrayed him in a dynamic fighting stance. The artistic masterpiece depicted not only the hero himself but also an army of his clones lining up in perfect synchronization behind him. The background was alive with a dozen menacing villains, each intricately detailed, seemingly frozen in the pivotal moment before a ferocious battle.
The strokes of the brush captured the intensity of the conflict, highlighting the hero's unyielding determination and the menacing presence of the villains. Ectoplasm couldn't help but be impressed by the artist's ability to convey the energy and tension of the scene. The flashy colors and detailed attention to detail brought the painting to life, making it a testament to the hero's honor in the face of trouble.
They stood dumbfounded as they stared at the pictures before being struck back to reality as they realized they didn't have the whole day to stare a the paintings. What's more, Izuku had so much it could keep you entertained for the whole day in his room.
"You didn't lie when you said this kid was different material yesterday."
said Ectoplasm remembering what Midnight told them about the Aizawas poster
"No, I didn't." Midnight said as she continued to stare at the paintings surrounding the rooms before turning to Ectoplasm and saying
"Take a few pictures we have to show this off to everyone at U.A"
"I couldn't agree more."
…
Izuku and Aizawa stood in front of the two massive wooden doors that led into Nezu's office. Before Aizawa could knock on the doors a voice came from the room "Come in."
Turning to Izuku Aizawa said, "Careful he has cameras everywhere."
Walking in Nezu immediately noticed Izukus's eyes travel from camera to camera and bug to bug and then finally to the two boxes by Nezu's paws. Seeing the tension escape the boy's body he greeted himself while pulling out a chess board.
"I suppose you know how to play chess," Nezu asked
"Ya but everyone saw it as geeky and weird. But I play whenever I can." Izuku replied
"Well that's ok we can play while we talk," Nezu said
It was only after the first five moves that Nezu spoke asking about Izukus school life. He expected it to be bad but he wasn't expecting to hear these words.
"Fighting for dear life. Literally and figuratively," replied Izuku
"Was it that bad?" Nezu asked
It was Aizawa that spoke up next "His mom told me he has an insane amount of pain tolerance and reflexes that could rival top heroes."
"Really? What could have caused that?" asked Nezu
Izuku responded by removing his shirt, revealing a horrid sight—a horrifying scar etched mercilessly from his shoulder down to his waist. As the fabric fell away, it revealed a landscape of numerous other scars crisscrossing his back and shoulders, each telling a tale of past battles and untold struggles. The raw and brutal nature of the scars painted a hellish picture of the challenges he had faced, evoking a sense of horror at the price he had paid for being quirkless.
Aizawa paled and Nezu was awe-struck as they examined him
Aizawa couldn't believe what he was seeing. Scars crisscrossed each other as if they kept pilling up on each other. Aizawa had never seen such scares and was too terrified to ask how he survived the slash on his chest
It was Nezu who asked the question
"Who caused this?"
"I'll tell you this much—it was people and a lack of care for the quirkless," Izuku replied as he casually slipped his shirt back on, moving his bishop on the chessboard to stop a forced checkmate.
They continued to talk as the game progressed with pieces being traded and attacks blocked or deflected. Eventually, Izuku asked a question that had been on his mind since Aizawa and Midnight took his notebooks.
"So are my notebooks any good?" Izuku asked with a quick nervous glance at his notebooks. It would be heartbreaking to hear if his notebooks were nothing special.
Nezu replied, "Your notebooks are nothing short of amazing, young Midoriya. They kept me up all night."
The silence followed soon after only to be broken by Aizawa as asked "Yesterday you told me you learned how to use the captured weapon that I have. How did you do it?"
"There was a video of you fighting villains that was briefly on the internet before you asked for its removal." replied Izuku "I copied your moves as much as I could before the weapon was destroyed by one of my classmates."
"That's truly unfortunate, Izuku. But I must ask you, do you wish to reside in the U.A.?" inquired Nezu. "While we were contemplating the idea of teaching you and us learning from you, witnessing those scars makes it evident that we may need to safeguard you also."
"I would love to!" exclaimed Izuku as he forced a stalemate by taking Nezus's remaining bishop with his own. Leaving Nezu with only his king and knight
Nezu stared at the chessboard for a moment before replying "Well then it's agreed, your mother will just have to choose the apartment but for now, why don't you take a tour of U.A. with Snipe?"
"Alright," replied Izuku as Snipe led him away
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Aizawa noticing that the game finished and that it was a stalemate came up to him and put the notebook that he took from Izuku on Nezu's desk and said "What happened to being the undisputed chess champion? Where are you going easy?"
"No, of course not, after reading his notebooks I knew I had to try as hard as I could," replied Nezu
As Aizawa glanced back at the doors, a shiver ran down his spine. The insane teenager sent a chill through him. It wasn't just the raw potential he saw but the quiet intensity in those green eyes that made him uneasy. Aizawa couldn't shake off the feeling that they were dealing with someone who held secrets far beyond their understanding, and that uncertainty left him with a lingering sense of unease.