Hey, this is probably one of the most obscure and downright out of there fics I ever published. This is why I wanted to just do a one shot. I didn't wanted to forget to update this one.
I've been reading the comics series Deadly Class for about a month now and love it, I even binged the TV show and while good it was clear that the budget was too much and is SyFy they cant keep things like that forever.
If I was going to make this fic would be about Marcus, a homeless quirkless kid from San Francisco that is recruited by Lin who trains kids to infiltrate Heroes school all around the world and damage Hero Society in all the ways he could. In his case Marcus and his group of friends are selected to be send to Japan which they all hated by its their leader orders, so after that they would join Class 1-A and do assassination on the side, pretend to be good hero students and try to expose all the corrupt lies of the Hero Society, their big task in Japan would be to expose All Might.
It would be a very raunchy series too with teens having sex, doing drugs, smoking and causing mutilations of criminals or people who know their secret.
This would be too much and only a few people would have read this story, so let me just make the first chapter and if a lot of people ask, maybe I can make of this. Seriously, Deadly Class is great, the sad thing is that I have to seat in Hero Society which is modern times and not the 80s which a big characteristic of the series. I hope you all like the one Show.
The world hasn't been the same since a baby who had the ability to glow was discovered in China 200 years ago. Ever since then people started to showcase more and more abilities, this phenomenon was called a quirk in other words a gift and after decades of hard work to adapt into this new age of evolution humanity settled with this style, with the career being most talked about it being a Pro Hero, something that appeared to be nothing, but a dream became a reality.
United States was called the birthplace of heroes, that's where the Pro Heroes started, and their legacy still influenced other countries to do the same style as them. Their current number One Hero Stars and Stripes was declared the most powerful woman in the world and a inspirations for so many.
Age of heroes, the age of hope and dreams that's what every leader of a country kept saying. You could go out there and make a name for yourself with your own powers, when in reality a lot of folks knew that this a big fat fucking lie. This era has been seen as one of the most one sided it, materialistic and downright racist ages ever to be record in human history. The people who were born with no quirk aka the Quirkless were the lowest minority that were being taken care, a lot of people would look upon then in disgust like they did with people from other races, background or religion from different origin. Some say to just let a hero take care of this issues, which was the number one problem with society now a day they got too depended on heroes doing everything for the general public which caused on the downfall and ruination of so many people.
In San Francisco
A boy named Marcu Lopez Argello was sitting on the streets with a cup of change, the sign Help Me was written as he looked like he didn't had a meal in days.
"Help! I don't have much for lunch! Anything is welcome!''' Said him.
The people just ignored him, so something like this was still present even in the age of heroes. When Marcus saw a hero coming by he immediately ran off, if they caught him they would send him to Foster Care or some other place and he would rather die to be send to another hell hole like the previous one he had to escape.
Marcus life wasn't this shitty. Before he had a lovable mom and father, both regular people with pretty non special quirks, his mom could fry things with a simple touch and his dad had a small telepathy. The boy was diagnosed quirkless but he didn't care for that, he didn't wanted to be a hero, he just wanted to have a normal life which he had until he was 10 years old.
Due to the new age of heroes, various jobs where becoming obsolete because Heroes were also taking these jobs, making tons of regular people unemployed, because why would you want a regular Joe Plummer when you can have a Pro Hero Plummer, only to have him do the exact same thing as a professional but charging you three times. Marcus wonders if this new age made people even dumber.
One day while walking with his parents around the city, they stopped to buy a ballon and have a nice. Marcus lost grasp of the ballon and tried to hold it before it went through the sky, while he grabbed the ballon his parents went walking without him and that led to their death.
A big pro hero fought a few weeks before this day had caused a massage amount of debt to repay the cites that were destroyed in their fight, because of that the government had to cut budget in various corners even in those where people live hood depend on it. One of that was the Mental Health facilities for the regular people this was like If a crazy person is causing trouble a hero will stop them, that's was a general thought among other people, but that wasn't the case for Marcus family.
A woman named Barbara had a severe case of suicidal schizophrenia, the day Marcus and his parents went to walk she jumped out of a building and landed on the pair, killing the three instantly. Was on that day that Marcus knew that Hero society was a lie, over half a million heroes in the United States alone, San Francisco with over 10 thousands and not a single one came to the rescue.
"Will this sound ever go away?'' Thought him.
The teen went walking around the streets, smelling bed and trying not to be caught. He bumped into a man with a business suit.
"Sorry sir! My bad.'' Said him apologizing.
The man in the suit didn't say a thing, just looked down at the poor boy. Marcus just smirked, because that quick moment was the perfect opportunity to steal that guy wallet and he had a ton in there.
"I am going to eat good tonight.'' Said Marcus.
While walking he saw some heroes defeating some run of the mill villain, the crowd cheer for that scene acting as if these guys were the next coming of Christ.
"How long its going to take these idiots that this shit is all set up?'' Thought Marcus annoyed as he puts his hood.
If Marcus hated heroes for not saving his parents, he hated them even more for trying to help him or look after. The heroes that went to see if was good tried to cheer him and ask him to smile, who tells a kid who just lost his parents to smile? Then he was sent to the Foster Home which was a cover for a sweatshop where Marcus was abused for years until he managed to escape. All those people suffering and not a single hero came, he was even asking where all those people who graduate from hero school go?
He knew that hating all heroes for all the shit that happened to his life was a shitty excuse, but Marcus felt this way. Heroes are always talked as if they are the solution when they are sometimes the problem itself.
While walking he saw a big billboard advertising a hero agency nearby, it had a pretty generic hero holding a kid and it even had a slogan.
Its all good because we are here for you!
Marcus just saw that billboard and spited in its direction, if he could he would burn down the whole thing.
"Fucking cunts.'' Said him with pure hatred in his voice.
The teen just decided to use the money he stole to buy as much food and cigarettes as he could, it was going to be patrol time very soon.
At night
Marcus was sleeping under a bridge like he tends to do, leaving his backpack on the other side while trying to get some sleep. However he was awaken by an awful smell, he then saw a man grabbing his backpack.
"Huh?'' Asked Marcus seeing that in shock.
"Ooh!'' Said the man who stole Marcus stuff, a homeless man with long beard and that looked like it hadn't eaten in days. He ran off with Marcus backpack as the teen react in panic.
"Hey! My journal!'' Scream Marcus.
His journal was something that kept him sane, ever since escaping he was writing every day of his life as a way to keep track of this shitty life. It was the only thing he had in this world, and it wasn't some old bum that was going to steal it.
"Oh no no!'' Said the old man in panic.
"Give it back! Give it back!'' Scream Marcus grabbing a pipe as he ran after the robber.
The chase didn't last long as Marcus catches up to the old man.
"I told you give me back! Give back my journal!'' Scream Marcus.
"Please, I didn't mean to. I was just lost, and I saw all this and I need to buy shoes. My feets can't take anymore.'' Said the old man crying.
The teen saw how the old man feet were like, all bloody and they must hurt every time he walks.
"No, its ok. Let's make a trade.'' Said Marcus.
The teen gave some of the food he bought with the money he stole and took off his own shoes.
"Here, just give me the backpack and this is all yours.'' Said Marcus.
Once the offer was given the old man dropped the backpack and grabbed the food and shoes. Once he left Marcus didn't feel a good sensation, he felt like a total idiot.
"Holding into memories is that all I have to live on?'' Thought Marcus.
The teen soon went on walking, better start moving before a cop or a pro show up.
Weeks later
Going to soup kitchen, standing around shelters, stealing clothes from church donations, pickpocketing people, seeing heroes getting glory, escaping the law it was pretty much the standard for Marcus. Anyone would go mad with this life, but after the hell he endure on that Foster Care he would take this over being torture again.
He even tough of jumping off the Golden Gate bridge, but he had a second thought at the last second. He felt like his parents wouldn't want him to just throw his life like that, be someone and at least get some education. He would just brush off the education part and try to just survive.
Then the night happened.
There was a festival to celebrate the Day of the Dead, there were people of Latin heritage dancing and celebrating on the streets. Even heroes were there doing tricks for the whole crowd, Marcus just wanted to brush off, smoke some cigarettes and get out.
He felt it was a very crowed place so he wouldn't be spotted by heroes or the police, however while walking an African American teen with whispered something in his ear.
"You better run.'' Said the mysterious teen.
"What?'' Asked Marcus.
"They found you, better run idiot.'' Said him.
Marcus saw a bunch of cop and Pro Heroes nearby, they all had a pretty vicious look in their face as they spotted the teen.
"He is there!'' Said a pro hero with a standard Shield.
"Shit!'' Scream Marcus running.
The teen passed by a crowd of people with skeleton masks, among them was a girl with full make up on her face for the Day of the dead, a fan and black dress. While Marcus was running she blew off some weird dust in the cops and pro heroes.
"Argh!'' Scream a cop.
"What is this?'' Asked the shield hero as he and the cops soon fall asleep.
The teen saw that and didn't know if the girl was helping him or wanting to just cause some chaos, he didn't wanted to stay to find out. Marcus saw more cops coming his way and he felt that things would become complicated.
However a teen with a green mohawk showed up riding a skate, he appeared to be very chill in this situation.
"Wooooh! Time to get some hallucinations.'' Said the green mohawk.
The cops soon started to scream; some were even on the ground crying in horror.
"What is going on?! Why is my sister doing this!?
"Are those spiders! Get the off me!''
"I cant…why Mom! Why?!''
"Stupid pigs! Never get close to my field! Your worst nightmare becomes reality!'' Said the green mohawk going off.
The cops just kept crying in horror, even when the allucinatios stopped the images were still fresh in their memories.
With Marcus.
The teen was running as fast as he could, but he saw two pro heroes arriving to catch him. One had a black leopard attitude while the other had a Fruit base style.
"Stop there kid! You have a lot to answer for it!'' Scream the fruit hero.
"Give up little shit! You deserve to be caught and you know it.'' Said the leopard hero all pissed.
The teen didn't stop running, just cursing more and more these so called nice heroes, Marcus knew any jackass with a good quirk could become a license pro.
"Fucking heroes!'' Thought him.
As they were about to get near him they heard the rumming sound of a motorcycle coming near.
"uh?'' Asked Marcus and then a bike sprout of nowhere.
Bam
Somone was riding the bike, it was an Asian girl with a black leather jacket. She looked about Marcus age and the teen didn't know what to say about that scene.
"What?'' Asked him.
"Get on! Now!'' Said her.
The teen didn't need to think twice, he hopped on and the girl soon started to drive away.
"We need reinforcement!'' Said the leopard hero.
With Marcus
Marcus and the mysterious girl kept ridding the motorcycle but soon trouble arrive, cops and the two pro heroes from before.
"We need to move faster!'' Said Marcus.
The girl just nodded and started to aim right at a wall.
"What are you doing?'' Asked Marcus.
"Getting a shortcut.'' Said her.
"We are going to crash!'' Said him.
"Calm down.'' Said her.
The two soon got near the wall and didn't crash, instead they got inside the wall and were ridding on the shadows that were being projected on said wall.
"Are we dead?'' Asked Marcus.
"Is the shadow world, I can access it with someone if they are holding. Nice grip by the way.'' Said her.
The teen didn't know what to say to this crazy chick, once they got away from the cops they went back to the real world.
"Perfect.'' Said the girl with a smile while Marcus just throws up.
"Blergh!''
"First time is always the worst one.'' Said her.
The girl saw that the two pro heroes were still hot on their tail, she decided to get rid of those bozzos.
"Hold this for a second.'' Said her putting Marcus on front and jumping out of her bike.
The girl went instantly towards the two heroes. First towards the leopard hero as she snapped his arm in two pieces.
Crack
"Argh!'' Scream the leopard hero in intense pain.
"Why you…'' Said the fruit hero ready to use his quirk but it was about to be for nothing.
The girl soon activated a explosive that she threw towards the pro hero, as he caught the explosive she disappeared into the shadows, leading the poor bastard to get an explosion in the face.
Boom
"AAAh!'' Scream him in pain.
The girl went to safe alley, now wondering where Marcus could be.
"Uh...if he never drive a bike before he should be near.'' Thought her.
With Marcus
The teen felt this was the end as he was about to crash this bike into a old junkyard.
"Oh shit shit shit shit shit!'' Thought him trying to push break but he wasn't stopping just going slow.
He managed to stop the bike and he felled on his ass while doing it, he got a few scratches but nothing serious. The poor boy wanted to know what in the world was going on.
"Who is her?! Why is she helping me?'' Thought Marcus.
"Freeze!'' Said a cop pulling out his gun towards Marcus.
The teen just put his hand behind his back as the cop had a msirk on his face.
"We've been looking for you a while, there are some people paying good money for your where abouts. How about we visit them?'' Said the cop.
The thought of someone from that horrible place made Marcus have a horrifying face, the cop felt like he won a promotion.
"Now come peacefully or we don't have to…'' Said him but it was going to be his last mistake.
Before he could do anything the girl from before appeared, popping out from the cop shadow and slashing him with a katana.
Slash
"Argh!'' Scream the dirty cop in pain as he died in the ground.
The girl just looked down at the cop while Marcus just had a horrified look.
"What have you done?!'' Asked him.
"He was going to arrest you; I need to stop it.'' Said her.
"You just made this whole situation worse! Made me an accomplice in murder! What is wrong with you…'' Said Marcus but before he could continue someone poked him with a needle.
The needle was fast, and he couldn't even see it.
"Aaah!'' Said Marcus feeling dizziness.
"Get him in the bag!'' Said the girl as someone put a bag on Marcus head.
The poor quirkless boy was now in a world of darkness as he wonders what would happen to him.
A little later
Marcus was waking up but his vision was still all dark, he remembered the bag that someone put in his head, but he was also hearing some voices.
"I guess he should be up for now.''
"Does your dust have a time limit when is in liquid form?''
"When I make my dust into liquid it depends on the target size and weight. I would say our boy should be woke by now.''
"Well time to rise and shine.''
Marcus waked up to see some of the people he saw at the Day of the dead festival. The girl with leather jacket, the African America boy who warned him about the cops, the girl with day of the dead make up and the green Mohawk teen. They were inside a freeze that had packs of meat on the side.
"He doesn't tough.'' Said the African American.
"Looks cute.'' Said the make up girl.
"Like a psycho before getting a knife.'' Said the mohawk dude while the lether jacket girl was silent.
The teen didn't know what this was. Some kind of mafia or small villain team but he wanted answers.
"Ok, what the fuck do you all want? Money? I don't have a single dime.'' Said Marcus.
"Relax, we just wanted to grab your attention for a second.'' Said the mohawk teen.
"Yeah, you guys sure are terrible in being quiet, a lot of destruction and the police must be with you all at their radar.'' Said Marcus.
"You're a funny guy.'' Said the leather jacket girl.
"That's enough.'' Said a new voice.
Then someone appeared, a small chubby man with a little mustache, he had a cup of tea in one hand and a cane on the other. He was also wearing a nice suit that must cost thousands of dollars. The gang soon pulled up a chair for this man to sear.
"Forgive my students. They forget there are occasions in which they should act quiet instead of causing all sort of chaos against the law. While I don't approve all the methods they have used tonight their performance was still outstanding.'' Said the man.
Marcus felt that this man was the leader of this group, they all stood quiet and stranded behind him as if he was the alpha, which was probably the case.
"Tell me Marcus, are you satisfied with your life?'' Asked the man.
"I eat shit, sleep in garbage, and fight creepy people for shoes. So yeah, it's exactly perfect, what I always dream about it. What the fuck do you want?'' Asked him.
"You've been under our radar for a while. Every time we went to check upon you we got impressed with the results. Your quick thinking, your street smart, your hand skills and overall ability to survive, you're a very interesting young man, the perfect type that our organization needs it. First off all, apologies I cannot give you a full name now, but you can call me Master Lin.'' Said the man calling himself Lin.
Marcus heard the name and just made a quick laugh at that.
"Master Lin what are stupid name.'' Said Marcus.
"Respect him your jerk! He is the reason you're still alive.'' Said the leather jacket girl.
"Easy Saya, let me handle this.'' Said Lin.
The girl just kept herself quiet as the old man kept talking.
"We wish to recruit to the organization Kings Dominion, a place where you can find your destiny and give back at the world that has neglected you and taken away what you hold dear.'' Said Lin.
"Uh?'' Asked Marcus confused.
"Tell me Marcus…do you wish to cause harm to the hero society?'' Asked Lin with a smile.
The teen didn't know where this was going but this old fart and his gang were about to make the offer of a lifetime.
So, this would be it. Kings Dominion would be a organization where very bad people would send their children to infiltrate Hero school and learn all sort of things about the pros to give back to their parents. It's like what Ayoma was sent to do but these people are actually good.
The idea would be once Marcus joined, he would get his powers and then train for months. Once the time to leave arrives he and the other 4 people would be made into a team and send to a hero school from a different country, part of a exchange student program. His team would be him, Saya, Willaim, Willie or Billie and lastly Maria, all going to attend UA high. The 5 would be part of 1-A who won the privilege of hosting the exchange students.
From there you can imagine what each Deadly Class character would think of a my hero character. Here are their quirks.
Marcus Quirkless but after being injected with a drug to give him a quirk his power would be Plasma Shoots. It allows him to shoot out energetic blast from his hand, a very standard quirk for heroes but he would use in a smart way. (Hero name: Lone Star)
Saya Kuroki: Shadow world- She can get inside shadows and move around them, as long there is a shadow she can move around and get to different places. If she needs to be in another place, she needs to be over 10 feet from a shadow and she can get into this shadow. (Hero name: Kagenan)
Willie Lewis: Shock Punches- He can get a taser punch out of you. If he hits you with his punches, you might as well ask to be hit by a taser gun in the face. He can only use for 5 minutes per time, if he uses too much his hands will become numb and it will make things difficult. (Hero Name: Shock Man)
Willaim ''Billy'' Benent: illusion- He can make a field where if you are inside he can you see all sorts of things he wish upon. From your worst nightmare to your deep darkest secret, everything is just a playtime for him if he controlling his illusion.( Hero Name: Biilly Panic.)
Maria Esperanza Salazar: Sleep Dust- She can make a sleep dust from the palm of her hands. She uses her fan to blow them at her victims. If someone just smells a little bit of that thing they will feel sleep and wake up in about 2 minutes. If she makes a big batch the person could be knocked out for an hour. (Hero Name: Calavera)
So yeah, this is just an one shot and I hope any Deadly Class fan read this and tell me what they think about it. I hope someone enjoys its and have a nice time. I mean I just found out this comic series now, it's not like Y the last Man where I loved, hoped for a TV show, got my wishes and it was cancelled before the season was finished. At least we have the comics, and this will be forever a gift. Thank you all and have a good time.