The MHA/Touhou crossover.
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In the Mustafu wild forest, a great tragedy, a terrible crime was unfolding.
A group of older student had kidnapped a younger one, and had brought him to a forgotten Shrine in the deepest part of the wood, the one where hikers and suicidal persons would go. (they had forced the child to hug a dead man, telling him that he would soon be with his kind.)
There, they had tied the greenette's hands behind his back, removed all of his clothes and... had etched slurs into his flesh.
Homo, Quirkless shit, useless...
Just died already you shitty doll.
And by the end of it, He had stopped crying, he had stopped moving... and he would have stopped breathing if not for his stubborn streak and the unavoidable knowledge that a hero never gave up, even when the sun was gone, painting the sky a pretty red, orange and purple.
'Mom's coming soon… she'll look for me, and Kacchan will tell her everything, he did it just to get away from the bad boys in our class… yeah, that's it.' Izuku thought as he tried not to breathe too hard, since his ribs were painful and… crunchy.
ribs were not supposed to be crunchy.
They left, spitting on him, one of them covering the dying boy in urine, telling him that he was worth even less than that.
When they left... Izuku felt both relief, and deep despair.
And then Kacchan...
Kacchan... his Kacchan...
'I must've been really annoying today.' He thought with renewed tears. The only thing he did was to give Kacchan his forgotten Bento, Aunty Mitsuki had asked him...
But Kacchan got mad again... putting him back in his place.
Then a couple of Older boys grabbed Izuku and... did things to him...
awful things to him...
Because he was quirkless, and a quirkless baby was only good at one thing and one thing only.
They had told him that a flaw of nature had no right to reproduce, and That Kacchan had to take care of the trash, or else, he was no better than Deku.
His body hurt... thay had... they had...
Night fell, the air grew colder for the destroyed child. He was shivering, wondering if someone would ever bother finding him.
'Mama would... she would find me... Mama will never forget me, ever.' The little boy thought with full faith.
The sun disappeared, evening was upon little Izuku, who could barely keep his eyes open as the pain, the cold and blood loss took its toll on the tiny seven year old.
Unbeknownst to him, one of his violator's parents had a quirk that let him make people forget about things for three days. And when his Frantic mother went to confront him after Bakugou had snitched... she forgot she even had a son.
And thus, Izuku was forgotten, thrown away, discarded for a perceived weakness.
But as night fell, the border between human and Yokai thinned, and the Mistress of Gap, Yamuna Devi dasi, Born under the name of Maribel Hearns and who used to be Yakumo Yukari, emerged between the border of night and day, and the Hakurei barrier.
The location those demons had left Izuku to die was the outside world iteration of the Hakurei Shrine, one that, for the past millennia, had always appeared as falling apart.
In Reality, her reality, the Hakurai shrine, at the top of the Dragon's head and in the border itself, was striving.
Well, it was less of a mere Shinto shrine, but a glorious temple dedicated to Gauranga and Nityananda, and it had been taken care of by Reimu ( Revati, and her descendents.) for centuries.
You see, two and a Half-centuries ago, Yukari brought in a Hare Krishna Devotee, and this devotee, with his charm and good behaviour, charmed everyone that was someone in Gensokyo.
The result was that Gensokyo had turned from a slew of different religious paths to the one spiritual science called Bhakti-Yoga.
And Yamuna never wanted to go back to how things were before, and nothing will change her mind.
'Nothing at all.' She addressed those who were beyond the fourth wall.
Still, she could not sway them like this. It would be against the rules. And thus, she returned her attention to the dying sunshine laying naked and soiled on the floor of Revati's Divine Shrine of the friend of the universe.
Really, it was a sight for sore eyes.
His body was pathetically small, and yet, not an inch of his had been spared. He was bruised and cut all over, slurs and death wishes were carved in his flesh and if the blood that still flowed between his legs and feeding the red spider lilies was anything to go by…
The grand-yokai grimaced. Those so-called humans dared to call her kins demons and amoral creatures of sins.
"What a joke." She sneered. "We are called amoral, baby eating monsters while those born with strong power harass, desecrate, and mutilate children seen as weaker than them."
Oh sure, Yokai could also be just as bad... but those yokai also tended to be eliminated quite quickly.
Yamuna and Revati would make sure of that.
The blond dressed in purple kneeled beside the boy tethering between the border of life and death, his constellation of freckles a stark contrast against his palling bruised skin, his eyes dull, filled with pain and fear.
And resignation.
And yet, Yamuna could see a stubborn little spark that refused to wither. He (Midoriya Izuku, how fitting.) was not willing to give up fighting quite yet.
Yamuna let the hand caress the bruised cheek, watching through this child's past…
"Well… it seems only one person will eventually miss you, otherwise, your absence will be seen as a blessing." She spoke conversationally, noting how fat tears once again managed to flow from his eyes. "But… I assure you, Izu-kun. what foolish men have thrown in the trash, calling them useless and worthless, have more potential then they can ever hope for." Yamuna gently caressed his cheek. "But… you can't stay here, in this world of mundane logic and dull science.
The Grand Youkai got to her feet, and manipulated the border between the two states of the Hakurei shrine and between life and death.
Sure, Miss Eiki would be lecturing her for days about how one should not meddle in other Karmi's affairs, but Krishna had a plan.
and this plan involved a green hair child who carried divine chaos in his heart and attracted trouble like no other, to learn of the way of Bhakti… and of the Gensokien way.
Yamuna shuddered, her presient eyes witnessing a bright future.
And then… she gapped this knowledge away, and slid into another crack only to land on her favorite Sofa. another portals was open, an obscene amount on Sacred snacks were purchased from Her favorite merchants and temple from around the worlds and, after slipping in her favorite set of pyjama, settled down to watch the show, skipping over the angst at the beginning since, to be honest, the world was already a miserable place to be, and the readers did not need to have more on their plates.
And then she pressed play… on the day of the entrance exam.
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Six years had passed since his unfortunate adult and consequent spiriting away to the land of fantasy, and Izuku… was happy.
Looking at herself in the mirror, the now girl ( Mother Bahula, her babysitter and healer, had told her, when her lack of genital and growth spurt had caused the eunuch to spiral further in in it's depression. that instead of focusing on what her body should be, they should focus on what she, the soul, was; an immortal, perfect entity made of eternity, knowledge and bliss locked away in an imperfect body made of pain, ignorance and oh, so transient. a natural lover of God who had forgotten this position for a few eternity to many and whom, would she be so inclined, was embarking on a journey back home, back to Godhead.
it worked, and Izuku picked up a new name, and a new designation, vowing not to move from it unless absolutely necessary. Besides, she liked how furisodes looked on her, and how despite being a teen, was left alone by lust and cupid.
Lusty people were funny and sad to watch and gross. all this energy for a mere twenty minutes to an out of a fruitless endeavor… unless they were planning for children.
After that, Izuku happily elected to use the female pronoun, (since all souls, no matter their material covering, were Female by nature.) Gave herself a twirl with the help of her crutches.
She was dressed in a forest green Kimono, her bento was wrapped in a cute pink furoshiki and her hair was tied in a pair of Pig tails.
"Hey! Izuku-Hime." A silver haired girl spoke from Izuku's door. It was Mononobe no Futo, all dressed in her revised Taoist outfits.
oh, it was not something extremely drastic, for she simply lengthened the skirt. and proudly wore the Vaishnava-Tilaka and Kanti beads.
"Hey! Holika!" The young girl happily chirped as she hobbled along the ancestral woman, letting the other hug her with all of the strength. "O Krishna, I'm going to miss you… I'm gonna miss all of you." She teared up.
Seeing her adopted daughter's beautiful eyes filled with tears, Holika was quick to embrace the somewhat taller girl to her heart. "Oh, We haven't begun our trek to the portal and thou are already tearful." she spoke gently. "Worry not, my child. thou shall not remain alone for long in this unforgiving land."
Izuku (she was happy with this name, beside, with how gender identity works, she just needed to put it as neutral and nobody would bug her about it… she hoped.) tearfully nodded. "I-I know… i just… I'll miss Gensokyo, the village, and the mountains." She sniffed as she rubbed her face. " Don't wanna go…"
Holika's eyes softened. "Oh, but Deku-Hime, thou haveth a destiny to walk, and just as Krishna told Arjuna, thou mayst try to escape thine duty and fate, but thou shalt still be forcibly attracted to thy appointed fate." The grey-haired eunuch clenched her fist and eyes.
She knew of the holy teachings of God,and she knew that, just like foul weather, one could not stop their own karmic due.
"I… I don't want to go." She choked out. "I'm not normal and… a-nd p-people will judge me on my lack of quirk and-" She held what was left of her genitals, the phantom pain once again visiting her.
She felt Holika's hands on her shoulders, grounding her in the present, the most beautiful gift.
"Fear not, my child. thou hast gone through a plethora of suffering and hurdles, but yon Sade Sati is nearing its end, all will improve." The thousand year old, child-like hermit assured her daughter in all but name (Oh,Sangita, the old necromancer may have taken a shine to the misplaced and forgotten child. but only Holika had bothered wiping her tears at night and being there when the pain was too great. not only that, but Deku-hime had sometimes called her mother. an honor not many had.)
"I know… I know I… I have to… I have to show the world the power of Krishna's devotee. and that, and that despite choosing non-violence, that we can still hold our own, and that we know how to deal with villains and incidents better than the pros." she managed to stem her sobbing as her back straightened.
She was not the same young boy who had been bullied almost to death. she was not a Deku, she was Deku-hime! Servant of Krishna and Daughter of the Gods and Hermits of the land of fantasy…
but most importantly, an aspiring vaishnavi, not yet initiated (it would be next year.) filled with flaws but darned determined to give Krishna whatever she could!
sanely, of course, Fanaticism was the ugliest thing in existence, and Hime liked pretty things..
"Yes," Holika nodded with pride. "And with thine future set in Yuuei, thou art bound to cause the impact we all need."
Deku's shoulder slump.
Holika gently raised Deku-Hime's chin so that their eyes could meet. "Hime-chan, Fret not, for thou shan't be facing this trial alone, we will all be with you." The Girl-like hermit promised her young charge. "Now come, dearest. the Others art waiting for you with bated breath. and thou hast to make haste not to be late for the entrance exam."
"Yes, Mother." The entrance exam.
Despite being thrown away by the most fallen Hero Worshiping Culture, Deku-Hime still longs to attend UA and to see what type of Quirk the ever leaking Mana was producing.
" I wonder where Bakugou ended up. He would've been… a problem, but still…' But after thinking about it, she heard her mother figure.
"Nay, such a person would be considered a problem. Acting like a Hero while acting like a Villain. this youth would merely be looking for fights and his abrasive attitude would drive people away."
"... Brainwashing sucks." Hime utered regretfully. "I still think he would make a Good hero, but so was everyone enamored by his Quirk."
"Power without strength of Character will only cause pain and suffering." Chandra-Kanti, or Yagokoro Eirin, spoke up, making Hime raise her head.
She was in the front Garden of the earth palace, where she resided in the winter.
(she made friends with a few denizens of Old hell, including Miss Savitri, or Miss Satori Komeji. (she was an amnesiac mind reader, she didn't remember her old name so she had taken the name of her species while she tried to remember. but nowadays, people called her Savitri, or Savitri devi dasi, a servant of Achyutananda Swami.)) As she and her mind reading friend exited to the courtyard, Deku-hime was met with all of her friends she had made since this fateful night.
Friends from Makai and Hokaik, old hell, past the sanzu's sacred bank and even going as far as Bhava-agra and the moon. She had Friends from the Hakugyokuro, from the forest of magic, the bamboo forest of the lost and even from under the Youkai mountain and the top.
'I'll miss them.' Tears flooded her eyes as she tried to stem them with the end of her cotton Furisode.
"Yes, and we will miss you also." Savitri spoke to her friend. "But don't fear, we will be with you, we are all just a thought away." The satori hugged the quality weeping girl.
as she walked further in (or hobbled, in Hime's case.) all of her friends, some humans, other youkai in nature were there, ready to see her off.
They sat Hime in a chair and all came forward, carrying gifts like spell cards, lessings, trinkets and prasadam, of course.
Hugs were given, tears were shed and love was shared, it was a sweet image of love between a normal human and overpowered being, and that was manifested and maintained by the Mercy and mutual Love for God,the Creator and Maintainer of everything.
but as with everything in the material world, what had a beginning needed to end.
"Deku-hime?" Yamuna spoke up, standing tall and regal beside Manjulali-Manjari, or Okina Matara. "It's time to go, I'll drop you off in front of UA, so you don;t have to tire yourself prematurely.
Deku-hime nodded as she gave one last hug to her friend Chen, or Chatursama devi dasi, her eyes were red and puffy, and determination shone through as of yet unshed tears.
"Don't worry Deku-Chan. well be here if you need us… and even if you don't need us."
"And if you feel you can't rely on us." Hoshiguma Yami, the Chieftain of hell walked up to the tiny Euneuchien girl. "Then Rely on Bhagavan, he'll get you out of trouble, and ya can't feel lonely if the sexiest guy period lives rent-free in your heart."
Those words had the intended effect, and Hime began to giggle. "Yeah, Ok… I won't leave Krishna alone, you can trust me on that." and how.
There was one thing about Gensokyo that made it different from anything else in the world (save for some very specific places like Mayapur, Vrundavan and every iteration of God's playground.) what that, some unspecific times ago, they had switched from the asian religious trio to Full on Gaudiya-Vaishnavism. or the eternal science of self-realisation through pure, unalloyed service to the highest and most personal form of God, the supreme and absolute truth; Bhagavan-Sri Krishna and Srimati radharani; the supreme personality of Godhead and his primal, loving energy.
And for the Gaudias of the world, the fused form of the two, known as Sri-krishna-Chaitania-Mahaprabhu, radha and Krishna as one, the Avatar of mercy for the most fallen age.
and for some very fortunate reason, the Golden Lord had flexed a bit and now the Gensokyen were now known for chanting 'Jai Sachi-Nandana, Gaurahari' and 'Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare. Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare' at the top of their lungs while dancing and flying around like the maddest of people.
Everyone truly was mad in Wonderland.
"I'll miss this place." Deku-hime wetly whispered against Yuuma's shoulder. She was practicing, but she had yet to find her appointed Guru.
"Yeah, and we'll miss you too." The Taotite crooned. "Hell'l be… I don't know if ``quieter'' will be the right word, but it will definitely be gloomier." Yuuma sighed after she took a greeting with a whiff of Deku's hair and scent. then she pushed the young girl away, yet keeping her still whiting the reach of her arms. "Now go get 'em, besty, go and show the world the Glories of the divine Alliance for the Propagation of love of God!" She cheered as she raised her hands as a gesture of VIctory.
"For Prabhupada!"
"And Gauranga!"
"Nitiyanada!"
Suddenly, the sharp sound of reality dearing itself stopped all conversation as the mistress of gaps appeared above it.
While she still had her mysterious and mischievous smile, there was sadness also.
"Who's going to die?" Hime asked her greatest Benefactor.
"Well, isn't this a trick question?"
Deku-hime rolled her eyes with fond exasperation. "But seriously, will I lose my body once I walk out your gap and into concrete hell again?"
"Oh, no, not at all." The grand youkai waved off this silly concern. "You will have a long life, trust me." She then let out a gusty sight as tears fell from her eyes. "I'm just seeing a little girl on the cusp of adulthood, walking away from the shelter of her family and friends and about to face the big, scary world filled with danger at every step. I see you make more friends than enemies, but you will still have to face strife, you will be loved by those who are important, but hated by most at the start. your adventure will start with a single step… and it will end as you start your dance with the Lord."
"You always give this blessing." Deku-hime said with a blush.
"Well, there is nothing wrong in aiming to have another dancer in His Rasa dance."
"Yamuna~" The young girl whined. " Let me first learn how to be a maid servant at the feet of my Guru! I'm not even close!" She flailed around, (cheating a bit with levitation since, with the state of her hips, standing unaided was about a reality as having the last of the quirkless walk out of Gensokyo and taking over the world.)
"Wait!" She heard her father.
And Indeed, dropping from the cloud covers vault was Prince Toyosatomimi no Miko, or Uma devi dasi, descending like the celestial being she was. He cape fluttering majestically behind her.
She landed in the courtyard as Yami and Savitri surrounded her, making sure the demons of hell would not dare eat her.
The Shikaisen stood in front of the shorter girl. "My dear Musume," She began as she placed her hand on Deku-hime's shoulder. "In the short time I've know you, I've seen you grown from a traumatised eunuch to something I know will be on the throne one day."
Once again, it took everything in Hime's arsenal not to weep.
Uma's face turned serious. "I know that you are about to step into Kali-yuga hell, in a place where those who are normal are seen as weak and useless."
Deku-hime felt more tears running down her face.
"But know something, Musume… despite what everyone says, the only one you have to impress is God, and for him, even a small spider throwing sand in the ocean as a service to him is considered great." The ancient prince spoke as she brought her daughter to her arms. "I love you the way you are, you are neither useless nor obsolete… you are dear to all of us, and we will always be but a thought away." The imperial prince spoke with a wavering voice as she placed a finely crafted Ko-omote mask on Deku-hime's freckled face. "This mask, Kamala has infused all of her emotional energies in it. it will inspire trust and hope, and it will give you the charisma you need to pass the greatest of obstacles."
'I can't feel any magic here, dad… but it's the thought that counts.' Hime taught gratefully. the fear of being recognised as Midoriya Izuku now gone.
she didn't want to be hated, she didn't want to be hurt again.
"yes, but she will never get to those obstacles if she arrives late at the school, Uma-chan."
Ara-Ara. Can't I bid our collective daughter and good friend good luck and fair wind?"
"Yes, you may… and I believe you did." Yamuna then addressed Deku-hime. "Now Come, Hime-chan, your future awaits." Deku-hime regretfully let go of her dad and hobbled to the portal… only to have the imposing woman stoop down and engulf the shorter teen in her silken embrace.
"Everything will be fine. May Sri-Sri Radha-Krishna remains eternally with you, may Lord Narashima-deva protect you from all harm and May Gauranga use you as his instrument of mercy." The grand-yokai bid as she removed the Ko-omote mask to press a kiss on Hime's forehead, nestled between the two branches of her Tilaka.
" Now go, make us proud."
"And If I fail?"
"You will still make us proud." And with that, the Yoshima gaped her away to Musutafu, in an alleyway not that far from the legendary entry way.
'Legendary… it's only called that because one hero partially ended one incident. I'm sure it's overblown… the building's not even cute.' She internally (she hoped) groused as she hobbled to it, merging with the crowd.
She definitely caught the attention of many with the ancient accoutrement. what with the Furisode and the Noh mask. but Deku-hime was not here to fit, she was here to make a statement.
she walked through the gate without much problem save from one rock. but nothing else beyond that, and nothing that a bit of floating would not fix.
"OH! Be careful." A girl spoke and Hime turned to face her, causing the fluffy brunette to balk.
"... you think I'm fluffy?" She asked, now thoroughly unsure now that she had the full attention of the odd girl.
"Yes! absolutely," Deku-hime confirmed as she hobbled further in the compound, and to the absolutely ugly H-shaped building where the registrations were happening. "Your hair is soft and fluffy, you have a gloriously round cheek decorated with spots of pink on them. you have broad and auspicious hips and thighs, and your bosom complements the rest." She praised.
Immediately, The girl's face turned a crimson red. "Oh My Gosh! Are you hitting on me? It's nice of you but I'm totally not into girls."
"I don't really have a gender anymore." Deku-hime assured me. "And I wasn't trying to court you, but stating the fact. you, whoever you are, have a very good body karma, and your beauty will grow with you." And Hime knew full well that she would be a sweet older lady, one that would be taken care of at the end of her life.
'Oh, Krishna… please protect her… and if-" "By the way, what is your name?" She asked her healthy companion.
"Oh, I'm Uraraka Ochako, It's a pleasure to meet you!" The bubbly girl greeted.
'Wha! so cute, she reminds me of those nice fairy by the Hakurei Shrine.' "I use the name, Deku-hime Moriya."
"Deku-hime?" Uraraka-chan parroted. "That's… ah… Useless…"
"It's read, Doll-Princess. My sister named me after a character from Legend of Zelda; Majora's mask."
"Oh… ah… alright then." Uraraka mitered as she fiddled with her fingers. "Anyway, why are you here?"
"To pass the test." Hime answered simply as she looked for the registration line, hoping it was not a pre-registration event.
Sure, we may have the internet up in the mountains and down in old hell… but She had been so busy with the last incident, Hime had completely forgotten to check.
"But… you can't walk." Uraraka-san protested. " there's going to be a physical exam. no idea what it'll be-."
"I put my money on robots since humans would be begging for casualty, and you know… we are obviously going to face an OP opponent… Still, I wonder why it has to be robots and not something like fairies, way cheaper,and they can respawn upon death. yeah, I need to talk to the principal about this, I'm sure the fae kind will be thrilled to mess with teenagers." Hime chuckled.
Oh yeah, Pranking fairies VS teenagers with powers. Hime would pay to see that.
"Don't be ridiculous, there's no way UA would use robots." Uraraka protested. "I'm sure it's something like old school olympics, but with quirks… what's your quirk, by the way."
But before Deku-Hime could answer the bubbly, yet insensitive girl, she was in front of the registration officer.
"Name?" The officer asked, probably someone hired for the occasion.
" Do I have to give my Legal name?" She asked. " I am under protection." She admitted. "Something happened in my youth that would make my identity a huge liability."
The officer raised his head from his computer, looked at Deku-hime and, after typing on his console, gave her a tablet. "Just write your legal name here, and whatever information you can't say openly.
"Oh, Krishna bless you."
And thus Deku-hime filled her registration, entering her age, name, name to be called, gender, and quirk.
"Miss… you're quirkless."
"Yes, I am aware."
"I can't let you-" But before the idiot could continue,Deku-Hime interrupted him.
"Yes you can, there are no rules that prevent a quirkless individual from entering the U.A. registration, and if I remember correctly, they are also inviting whatever quirkless potential students to attend… probably to bait them to get killed by those robots, don't they?"
The clerk paled.
"Ah, so it is robots then… don't worry, I've already faced death a few times over, I do not fear him anymore." Deku-hime assured the man. "So, let's proceed then."
"But-"
Deku-hime huffed. "And if you really need to put something as a quirk, then just put the magic of friendship."
The man stared.
"Hurry up! you're making people wait, you know." She scowled behind her mask..
sure, she may be a bit shy, bit of one thing Kalavati (Kaguya Hime.) and Tojiko had taught the young 'girl' was that shyness has its place… but don't become a carpet and feminine pride has its use… but don't use it so often.
"Alright miss." The clerk spoke with a scowl. "Your family better not sue us when you die."
"If my destiny is to die on a mock battlefield, then may this broken body fall gracefully." She inclined her head. "and may I remember Govinda at the time of death." she spoke as she took her badge and number. "Thank you for your help, and please accept my apology for whatever sass I gave you." and with that, Deku-hime proceeded to the testing proper.
~0~
The written part of the exam was rather easy, especially since Yamuna had coach her into understanding many of the modern day laws that surrounded quirks and what's make a hero or a villain… and all of this didn't give much hope to the adopted princess of Gensokyo. and she wasn't shy to voice it out on paper.
Japan was heading to a bloody civil war between 'heroes' and 'villains' and if they didn't change a few things pronto well, all those buildings and fancy restaurants living in places of nature and greenery would be ruined.
and Deku-hime would simply return home and let the carnage happen, she had better things to do then being a hero for such a vile civilization.
Also… there were so many people around! Sure, fairies and youkai were plentiful in Gensokyo.. but so were trees and flowers!
"Obviously, everyone is stressed out here because of the lack of greenery and crimes are going up. humans… no one is meant to like in a place made of concrete and ugly stones, what to say about a severe lack of ultimate goal and God Conciou-"
"And you!" One young tall man with glasses and extremely stiff movement 'A descendent of Yoshika, perhaps.
"Why do you keep mumbling? you are causing a disturbance-... and why are you giving me a Uno reverse card in blue."
Deku-hime rolled her eyes.
"And what you are wearing is inappropriate for the physical exam, and you should not be here due to your handicap, you can't be a hero without proper legs."
For her part, the Gensokian folded her palms and raised her eyes to the heavens as she prayed for the Supreme Lord for strength, forbearance and tolerance.
Then the Banshee (Manshee) asked the MC about the useless Zero Pointer…
Deku-hime gave him half an ear as she focused on Uraraka-san, praying for her to be safe during the entrance exam.
She was not worried about herself, since it was not the first time she was fighting in her current state.
~0~
Up in the observation room, most of the faculty members were observing the big names, and those with desirable quirks.
yes, so it was also a question of quirk, but let's be honest, the Hero Commision had certain guidelines about what was a heroic quirk… it was also a way for Nedzu to be five steps ahead of the potential breeders and kidnappers.
"Ohh~" Midnight cooed as she looked up at one participant. "We have a quirkless girl it seems."
"Really? Aizawa asked with a raise of his brows. "Who is it?"
"number 29-B." Snipe spoke up. "Holy jesus, She ain't got the legs to fight!" He exclaimed as the main screen focused on the young girl.
"What the hell is she wearing?'' Aizawa ran his hand in his hair. " I mean… we did tell the attendee to wear practical clothing, but who the hell thinks wearing a Noh mask and a kimono to be something proper to wear in a heroic entrance exam."
"Miss Moriya, apparently." Nemuri purred. "Hmm, she will get destroyed, quite a wake up call, don't you think?"
"Forget about what she's wearing! She's handicapped!" All might exclaim. "Quirkless, on crutches. Nedzu! Please pause this whole thing and throw her out! put her in Gen-Ed but please-" He pleaded for the innocent girl's life.
"No, why should I do that?" The mammal asked. "Every student signs a waiver that liberates us from the burden of their death, same as their legal guardians. This young girl is taking this exam knowing full well that she may die, and who am I to prevent her from participating. Who knows? it may be a dying wish."
Once again, All Might opened his mouth to protest, but Present Mic had already started the exam.
in the observation room, the teacher's and administrative staff braced themselves for the girl's imminent demise…
Miss Moriya lurched forwards… falling forward like a doll shoved forward.
and, the great shock of all…
Flew off.
needless to say, All Might could not hold his bloody cough as he once again witnessed his Sensei's quirk in action.
"What in the ever loving fuck!" Shouta cursed as he turned to face Nedzu. "Nedzu! I thought you told me she was quirkless!"
"Told you?" Nemuri repeated with narrowed eyes.
"He merely caught a glimpse of her application." Nedzu explained with a hidden sadistic smile. "as with every year, Shota will try to catch a glimpse of who will participate… I let him see a bit more this year."
"Sho!"
"Aw, c'mon pardner, yah just cheatin' at dice now."
and a bevy of other protests was heard as All Might desperately tried to keep his inflated form as he watched Nana return, navigating the city like an elegant butterfly… or superman.
and then, the notification for the deplyin Robot in the fake city.
"Now… let see what she will do." Nedzu spoke over the rim of his cup. "I know we are supposed to be impartial, but Miss Moriya is… quite the anomaly, don't you think."
"Bet this whittle wench told a fat fib 'bout her status." Snipe drawled. "Yeah, won't let her in… can't stand fibbers."
Aizawa was about to grill the cowboy about his choice when the flying mieko pulled another trick up her expansive sleeves.
lazers and light bullets.
The moment she laid an eye on the exam-bot, she unleashed a flurry of colorful laser bullets and… where those butterflies?
yes those were butterflies, and they were shot from the tip of her crutches… going out at a rate that reminded snipe of a gatling gun on steroids.
Needless to say, the robots were but spare parts after that.
then the kimono clad girl zoomed away and cleared out a bit more robot before she stopped, turned around and began yelling at the stunned hopeful.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, LORD YOMEI'S ROBOTIC ARMY IS UPON US! SOLDIERS, AID ME! GRAB YOUR WEAPONS AND FIGHT!"
This Was what the rest of the hopefuls needed to get their asses in gears. and at this point, Miss Moriya remained in the sky, nonchalantly dodging bullets while offering air support and pointers to the student, even rescuing quite a few by pulling them out of danger.
Needless to say, many pros were wondering how this child had this much experience in a chaotic scenario.
but for All Might, it was a nightmare.
There on the screen, in the hollow grounds of his Alma mater was a mysterious 'quirkless' girl flying and shooting lasers and other light constructs at the robots, just by the villain points, she would make it heroic, what to say about her rescue point…
hell, Toshinori would happily give her team points and leadership points, support points and style points for her performance… if not for the fact that she was using apair of quirk!
and she had her face hidden.
After nine minutes, Nedzu, with a sadistic grin, unleashed the Zero-Pointer. and as expected, all the attendant ran for their lives, some not even bothering to look back while some whent to look for some last minute point, a few othered helping those who were lagging behind (what was Iida doing? just running like that away from danger? he was practically at the front of the pack also.) but one figure remained like a looming sentinel, watching over the stragglers as she shot whatever robot dared to take pot-shot at the escape.
Already, Aizawa could determine that she was not new to this, Miss Moriya had experience with dealing with crisis situations such as these.
She had the power, the presence and the charisma to make people move.
Suddenly, a screen came up, flashing red with urgency.
One of the examinees, a girl with a fair share of villain points and rescue points, a perfect body and a perfect quirk, was stuck under the rubbles. and her quirk, Zero Gravity, had reached its limit, from the lost breakfast on the ground.
she was valiantly trying to escape, but it was no use, the tread of the Zero-Pointer would crush her.
Now, while they had made all students sign this legal paper making it impossible for them to sue the school if something, including death, were to happen during the entrance exam, it didn't mean that there was no failsafe in place to prevent such a thing…
And Aizawa dearly hoped that Nedzu remembered that those kids had nothing to do with the scientist that had tortured him in the name of science.
The Mammal had a moral compass, he had to have one. Hell some Villains had one too…
But the beast grinned, and Shouta almost used an eraser on the demon, only to hear Miss Moriyah's declaration.
Divine swords of the seven sages!
Aizawa only had the time to turn around to see the flying girl raise a hand as a sword in a black scabbard with a golden lotus root decoration on it;s body and a sun on it's hilt before she disappeared.
… only to reappear at the top left of the zero-pointer…
and then she slashed the beast diagonally, from top to bottom.
The Zero-Pointer was that..a Zero pointer.
because if a mere child managed to take the hulking behemoth out, then he was automatically added to class A-1's roster.
This girl… this Kimono wearing Mieko who needed crutches to walk…
who was marked as Quirkless… and who seemed to be made out of spun glass had decimated the beast with a fucking sword!
In the background, Nedzu cawed freely, his tea spilling everywhere…
That was until Miss Moriyah destroyed the rubble trapping the gravity girl. (unsafe way of evacuation, this would have to be remedied.) and then processed to stab her…
Needless to say, the whole room became silent after that.