I do not own Jujutsu Kaisen or My Hero Academia. Have fun reading.

"Come on, we're not done." Maki twirled her staff, standing over a thoroughly beaten Izuku buried in a small crater. She thought of what the caretaker would think about them ruining the zen garden but pushed it out of her head. "I-I think I broke something…" "Shut up! I didn't hit you that hard." Irritated, she hit the prone boy on the head. "I won't repeat myself. Get up, we're not leaving till you land a hit. And your shikigami don't count, so don't even try!" With a croak, Izuku peels his hands, like a frog, disrupting his summoning. "This is ruthless!"

After 20 minutes, Izuku is freed from his torment after Maki slipped, allowing him to land a kick to her stomach. "Fine," She scoffed, "It barely hurt, but it was a clean hit. I'll let you go." Izuku flopped onto his stomach, as Maki walked out of the grounds, presumably to go to her room. "I can't believe she's quirkless. You'd think with that much strength she'd have a power quirk." As he was licking his wounds, Izuku was greeted by Jinichi, his uncle. "Izuku. Maki beat you up again? I'll say it again, don't waste your time on her. If you need training come to me. I'll train you far better than that failure."

Jinichi awaited Izuku's answer, as his nephew stood motionless. He gripped his arm before turning. "I appreciate it, but… Maki is the best for combat." Jinichi sighed before turning and walking away. "Suit yourself." Izuku sweated, imagining what his uncle could be thinking. "No, I didn't go too far. He's the one who crossed the line."

Once all of his tasks were complete, Izuku spent time practicing his quirk. The Zenin clan's special bloodline allowed for quirks to be passed down with little to no change. This made it easier for a user to learn from records on how to properly use such abilities. Izuku was lucky enough to be born with the 10 Shadows, one of the rarer and stronger quirks in the family. "Let's see…" He checked through the scroll containing information on his power. Something he noticed was that the word Quirk seemed to be written much later than the others, but he paid it no mind. "Rabbit Escape sounds useful. I'll try the ritual today."

"Rabbit Escape!" Taking the proper stance Izuku begins his ritual, summoning his soon-to-be fifth shikigami. As his shadow extends and warps, it takes the shape of a rabbit with a mark on its stomach. In an instant, the rabbit multiplied, its clones multiplying as well until an uncountable amount of white rabbits began to scurry around the grounds. "Nue!" Summoning a bird-like creature, Izuku orders it to attack indiscriminately. "Divine Dogs!" His most trusty shikigami growl as they emerge, and Izuku gives them a similar request.

The rabbits did not have any way to fight properly, the most the crowd could do was kick and overwhelm the opponents with their endless numbers. Nue got lucky, striking the marked rabbit directly, which the Dogs picked up on and destroyed, applying the first layer of dominance over the shikigami. "Sorry about this. But you won't listen until I exorcise you first."

"Master Izuku." A Kukuru Unit member bowed and opened the car door for Izuku. "Please, don't be so formal. It's embarrassing to see someone older than me treat me like a superior." "I-I see. All right then. I'll keep the formalities at a minimum." Izuku nodded, before entering the car.

After a short explanation from a small rat (Weasel? Mouse? Dog?) Izuku was sent to a classroom, labeled 1-C, which was ominously empty. "Am I the first one here? Mr. Nezu said that there were a few people in this class." Further investigation showed that there were enough tables to count with a hand, leading him to believe there were five students. "Only five? I heard the U.A. had low acceptance rates, but this seems a bit much."

"Izuku?" Izuku startled awake and looked up from his arms. Waiting for so long, he fell asleep in his arms. His eyes focused and fell onto a familiar figure, Maki. "Maki? I didn't know you got into U.A." Maki nodded. "The clan head gave me the allowance because he, and I quote, 'thinks it would be funny to see a quirkless person become a hero.'" "T-that sounds like him." The door to the classroom slams open. "Students!" A white-haired man steps in. He wore bandages on his eyes, covering them from sight, and raising his hair to resemble, "A bird's nest?"

"Hm? There's only two of you? Where's the other three?" The man scratched his head, his huge grin running off his face. "Are they not here yet?" Izuku shook his head. "We're the only ones here." The man sighed. "Hmph, three whole students… Late! I can't believe it." The door slid open, almost cautiously. "Oh! How convenient!"

A tired-looking boy peeked inside. "H-hello? Is this class 1-C?" The teacher(?) gave a thumbs up. "Welcome! You're the third one here!" The boy smiled, as best as he could, at least. "Alright, let's just hope the rest of the students come in as I introduce everyone. Alright! My name is Gojo Satoru! You can call me whatever you like!" He gave a thumbs up, his other hand a V, in front of his blind fold. "I'm your homeroom teacher at U.A.!"

Gojo pulled the tired boy to the front of the class. He whispered something into his ear before the boy coughed into his fist. "I-I'm Yuta Okkotsu. I don't mind what you call me." Yuta jogged to his seat, placing his bag underneath the table. "Hmm… How about you next?" Gojo pointed at Maki, who pushed out her chair to leave. She hurriedly, as if she was irritated, marched to the front of the class. "Name's Zenin Maki. You better give me the honorifics I deserve." She glared at the two other students, Izuku sweating and Yuta flinching and bowing his head to avoid her eyes.

As Gojo began to give out playing cards before the door slid open again. "Kelp." "Hey! Another student!" Gojo happily hopped to the newcomer, grabbing his shoulder like an old friend. "Could you tell us your name?" The boy's face scrunched up a little before he pulled out a small notebook. He scribbled something before presenting it to the others. [can't talk part of quirk name is inumaki toge] Izuku and Yuta waved, as Maki grunts to approve of Inumaki's existence.

Midway through a game of Egyptian War, this time with Inumaki, the door crashes open. "Hmph." A pink-haired boy with tattoos on his face turned to stare at the other students and teacher. "Aw… Not the door! Aizawa's gonna rat me out…" Gojo's face quickly returns to its cheerful smile. "Whatever. Anyway, what's your name? You're the last student!" The tattooed boy stared incredulously before he sighed. "Yuji Itadori."

"Everyone is here! Time to get to our first lesson! Finding! Our! Limits!" Gojo ecstatically gave peace signs, waiting for his students' reactions. Inumaki gave a thumbs up, Izuku managed to spare a wavering smile, while Yuji glared in malice, and Maki stared in second-hand embarrassment. Gojo harrumphed at the lackluster reactions. "No fun. Anyway, follow me!"

On the grounds of U.A., Gojo, and 1-C stop at the middle of the open field. "This should be far enough. Now, could you all hit me with your best shot?" He turned to his students, his smile expecting an admiration-filled group, or surprise at the very least. Yuji stepped forward. "Not afraid you'll die? I don't think you know how dangerous my quirk is." "And I don't think you know how much stronger I am." Gojo gave a cocky grin leaning into his 5th student, who gave a repulsed grimace. "Remember, there's always someone better, faster, stronger! That being me, of course." He waved his hand, inviting anyone to hit him. "Come on, give me everything you have!"

The first to go up was Maki, who pulled out a staff. She twirls the staff, warming up as the staff becomes a blur. She rushes towards Gojo, before swinging the staff down. An audible impact echoed, as Gojo sank into the floor, his arm raised to block the attack. "Not bad. I heard you were quirkless. This is some great firepower though. I give it a 40/100." Maki clicks her tongue at the mention of her condition but says nothing. "Next! How about you, Izuku?" Izuku pointed to himself in surprise.

"Let's see… I don't have a shikigami that was made for burst damage, the closest would be Nue. How about a combination? Divine Dog Totality? Maybe Great Serpent's strength plus Nue's lightning? Yeah, that sounds like the best thing to do." Izuku shifted his hands, making a snake with one hand, before shifting his hands into the shape of a bird. "Great Serpent, plus Nue!" His shadows, midway from forming, began to fuse, emerging into a chimera. It had Nue's body, although it was larger, and parts of it were covered in scales. Its tail was replaced with a snake, and its wings were turned to scaled humanoid hands, and it gained another set of eyes. "The Earth's Distant Lands!"

The shikigami burst forward, using its powerful legs and snake head-tail like a spring. It held out an electrified arm, catching Gojo with a lariat. The white-haired man was sent flying before he suddenly disappeared. "Where did he go?!" "Spicy!" He held a hand over his eyes as if he was blocking out sunlight to get a better look at where he flew off to. "I like that one. 68/100! Now then…" Gojo pointed at Yuta. "You next!"

Yuta's attack was, well, lackluster at best. He ran up to Gojo, before throwing a pathetic punch. "What the heck was that? 0/100!" Yuta drowns in embarrassment and says nothing before scurrying off next to his fellow students. "Now, you better not disappoint me, Toge!"

Inumaki's attack was simple but lethal. After pulling down his turtle-neck sweater that covered his mouth, covered in a snake-like mark. He stared at Gojo, before saying, "Plummet." In an instant, Gojo was sent hurtling into the ground, a large hole dictating where gravity was meddled with. Gojo, who had teleported behind Inumaki, massaged his shoulder. "Ouch… That was crazy! 75/100!"

Yuji finally stepped forward. "My turn." Gojo turned to face Yuji. "Sure, go ahead." Yuji gave a devious smile, one that Izuku could only describe as, a villain's. "Don't blame me when you go to hell." He waved a hand, causing the ground to slice apart vertically, Gojo included. At least, that's what should have happened, had Gojo not activated his ability. "My Dismantle…" He perked an eyebrow up in curiosity. "What is this? My attack is moving, but it's clearly in the same place as it was." Gojo threw his hands up. "Yep! It's my Cursed Technique, which I'll tell you more about later." "Cursed Technique?" "Don't worry too much about it. I give your attack a 90/100 since it made me use my power."

Gojo clapped his hands. "Alright! Now that I know your guys' power levels, I think I can get teaching now!" Despite his enthusiasm, Gojo scratched his head, wondering how to start his lesson. "Hm. How about explaining my Cursed Technique? Ever heard of Achilles and the Tortoise?"

"So, in a nutshell, I can stop, pull, and push things with my ability. It's activated with something called Cursed Energy, which is derived from negative emotions. I'll teach you all how to use it!" "Huh?" Izuku raised a hand. "How can we learn your quirk?" Gojo opened his mouth, making an O shape. "Oops, I forgot. My quirk is just hyper-vision. You see, everyone has Cursed Energy, it's just that most of them have too little to use." "I-I see." "And, I don't think you guys know this, but you all are using it. Well, except Maki. And Yuta." All the students stared at Gojo, wondering about what he meant.

"Jeez. How did Izuku, Yuji, and Toge use their Cursed Techniques with such terrible Cursed Energy control?" He watched with his old teacher Yaga as the students failed to get the dolls they held in control. The students were placed in front of a television playing a list of movies. "These are your, 'hand-selected, elite, top-tier' students? They barely know how to use Cursed Energy, although they are unnaturally efficient with their Cursed Techniques." Yaga stared at Gojo with disapproving eyes, the heat from them not weakened by his glasses at all. "Well…" He dragged out his words, before pouting and waving his arms. "They're still learning! Hey, just look at Yuta! He's already got it down!" Yuta perked up at the sound of his name. He was managing to keep his doll controlled, much earlier than the others. "Good job Yuta!"

"Phew… The hard part is matching the amount the doll requires. The movie takes away my attention while making unnecessary emotions, which then makes more Cursed Energy that I unknowingly emit. This is complicated!" As Izuku is deep in thought, his doll awakens and punches him in the face. Quickly reinstating his grip, he restarts his flow of Cursed Energy. "How did Yuta master this so quickly?!" Maki threw her doll onto the ground, as it flailed around, attempting to land a punch on Maki. "Damn it! Did you rig mine?!" Gojo looked at Maki, his expression the personification of, "nuh-uh."

"Huh..? I don't know… Maybe you have a Heavenly Restriction… Or something..." Gojo picked his ear as Maki continued her attempt at choking the life out of him. "A what?" "It's like a contract that you can't get out of. I guess you were born without cursed energy in exchange for a lot of strength. It might not have been completed. I've seen a person that went through the same thing as you, but he was way stronger." "...Do you know who he is? Maybe he can help me get stronger!" Maki finally stopped her assault, but Gojo couldn't answer the question. "About that. I think he's dead." The other students stopped to see what was happening, as Maki screamed in frustration while punching Gojo's personal space.

After Maki was pulled out of the Cursed Energy training, Yuji was the second to hold the doll in place for more than a minute. "Just be better," Was his advice to Inumaki and Izuku. "What a jerk…" The anger for the two seemed to have helped, as they were able to contain their dolls as well. "I don't think I could do that again!" Izuku fell into his seat with a wheeze. "Salmon." "Finally done all of you? Let's take a break. The cafeteria is great! That was fast. I guess knowing how to use Cursed Techniques before learning Cursed Energy sped things up."

With training finally over, 1-C could spend time familiarizing themselves with the others. "Yuta, how did you finish the training so fast?" Izuku spoke between spoonfuls of donburi. "To be honest, I'm not sure myself." Yuji hopped to the table, placing a huge tray stacked high with food. "He's probably more attuned with negative emotions than all of you spoiled brats." Even Yuta couldn't help but wonder, "Why's he talking like we're years younger than him?" Yuji shoveled half a 16-ounce steak down his throat, as he continued his explanation. "Didn't you notice how deppressing he is? It's no wonder his affinity with Cursed Energy is so good." "I-I don't know whether I should be angry or just let it happen..." Yuta scratched his head before deciding to ignore his mean classmate. "I can't wait to go home..."

So turns out I have 0 idea of what to do with Fushi's story, so I'm just gonna go write a bunch of bull that comes out of my brain. The end is a bit abrupt, but whatever :). Anyway, I'm gonna put my attention on this first and then see what I can do about TIHF (The Immortal Hero: Fushi ofc). Also, writing is hard, I can't believe this is only 2,000 words.

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