A idea I came up with, but never put into circulation til now. I hope you all enjoy it.
Summary: Naruto is a captive of 1-4-A, an experiment to create the ultimate vessel for his power, but when he escapes he causes a ruckus that draws the attention of the strongest heroes. The fight that ensues I one for the history books, and now the potentially strongest human alive walks among the people
Pairing: Naruto x Kira/Fem Shoto x Fuyumi x Midnight x Mitsuki x Inko x Mika x Rei x Nao Shimura x Momo
Something was wrong, terribly terribly wrong. Midnight was looking at the moniter in worry, "Somebody get me a live feed on Izuku and Ochoko now!" she ordered as she typed furiously on the keys.
"I'm trying, system's have been overridden!" Aizawa called back from across the room.
"I'd try harder if I was you!" the new Pro-Hero Mount Lady called out.
"Hurry, we don't know how long we have until something bad happens to the children." Aizawa said urgently.
"You think I didn't notice!" the blond responded heatedly.
"Does anyone have eyes on them?!" Midnight yelled out.
"I'm in!" Mount Lady declared loudly.
"Where, are they alright?" Principle Nezu demanded as he came up to the desk.
Mount Lady nodded, "As far as I can tell, they were chased into one of the underground tunnels, but that's about it, they made a wrong turn though, they're cornered!" she cried out in horror suddenly as she watched the green haired student ducked behind a pile of bricks, "This doesn't look good,what are we gonna do, we can't go down there without armor and weapons! Our Quirks would be useless in this fight." she said in worry.
"This is not good, where is All Might?" Midnight demanded.
"He's heading to Kira and Bakugo-san's location, Bakugo is unconscious and is being treated by young Yaoyorozu at the moment with basic skills." Aizawa said, "Kira's erected a thick defensive barrier around herself and the other's for the time being. I don't know how long it'll hold out though." he told the Principle.
"A school filled with teenagers that have superpowers and highly trained heroes and we have nobody in there taking down these things? What the hell is going on?" Mount lady said before gasping, "N-No way!" she said in shock.
"What, what is it?" Midnight asked.
"It's Naruto, h-he dug through the ground to reach them. H-he's engaging the robot's right now, alone, unarmed and he's winning!" she exclaimed.
"On the big screen, now!" Nezu commanded her as the images of the fight took over the screen.
~XxX-Just before-XxX~
Izuku sat hunched behind a pile of bricks, the unconscious Ochako lay next to him hurt and bloody, but nonetheless alive, "Izuku, where are you?" Momo asked him through the walkie talkie. She was a genius when it came to complicated things, but she always wore emotion on her sleeve.
Izuku responded, "I turned left."
"Left, that was a dead end you need to-"
"I know," he said, "but there were robots coming from the other direction." he said, glancing at Ochako. Putting a hand to her neck he sighed when he felt her pulse still going, weak but still there.
Not that it matters now…
"Damn," Momo swore as the sound of the bullets-which were supposed to be fake rubber rounds but someone had sabotaged them with real lead bullets, being shot at her was heard causing Izuku to jump as the popping of metal striking the ground nearby rang through the earphone.
"Momo," he whispered in worry.
"They're here," she said, "Do not worry about me, I can take care of things here. Izuku you have to-"
"Hey you!" a robotic voice called out, causing Izuku to duck for cover.
"There is someone over there!" a voice called out.
Powerful robots that had been heavily armored and armed all had turned to face him. Most of those would have mounted rotary machine guns, he didn't stand a chance.
Izuku felt his own Walkie Talie buzz and he immediately accepted the transmission, "Izuku," he heard Naruto call through the phone. He sounded winded, which considering he was fighting a whole army of these robots by himself made sense, "Use the Tensor," he told him.
Tensors are gloves that had been given to Izuku and several others Naruto handed them out to so they could fight against the robots that were the 'replacement villains' that had the ability to enable people to carve into steel as well as other solid things.
However, there was one slight problem.
"Broken, ruined in the chaos." he told the blonde through the walkie talkie.
"Try it anyway." Naruto urged him.
"Naruto I can't, it's dead." Izuku said as he peeked over the pile of rubble. A large crowd of robots had gathered by now at the end of the hall with several kneeling and pointing their weapons in his direction.
"Just do it," Naruto commanded.
Izuku sighed, then pressed his hand to the ground. He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate, but he had no such luck.
"Hold out your arms and walk forward slowly." a robot ordered him, "If you do not show yourself we will be forced to open fire."
Izuku continued to try and power the tensor, but the energy within the glove was gone, "Sorry Naruto, but it's too damaged." he said in worry. He picked up the first pocket knife he had gotten from Naruto when he had dropped it on the ground, a last resort weapon that he didn't think would ever be used.
"You are running out of time." A robot called out.
"Izuku, you have to hold out, do not move," Naruto told him urgently. His voice sounded frail with the volume being so low on the line.
"You should find the others," Izuku said, preparing himself.
"The others will survive, Kira is on her way to retrieve Momo, and the hideout we came up with was designed with such an attack in mind. She can seal the entrance and wait them out. Izuku, you must hang on long enough for me to arrive,"
"I will see that they won't take us alive." Izuku promised as he brought up the weapon.
"I'm coming to Izuku, hold on, I am almost there!" Naruto cried out.
Izuku peaked above the rubble and watched as the robots raised their guns, lifted the knife up and let it fly towards a robot, releasing it from his grasp, not caring he missed his target, though this only had the effect of making the robots scatter for cover, not for long but long enough.
Hell of a way to go.
Raising the brick he randomly grabbed, he threw it with pinpoint accuracy into a soldiers head before he ducked down as the sounds of bullets-actual fucking bullets- were being fired at him in bulk, the sound of their ricochet filling the hall
Clink
Clank
Clunk
Time to die, Izuku thought to himself as he once more brought the final knife up. But before he could level it at Ochako's throat, the ceiling suddenly melted away. He saw it distinctively, a circle in the ceiling turning to a column of dust, cascading in a shower of disintegrated dirt, steel and other commodities. Like sand from an hourglass, the particles hit the floor and billowed out in a thick cloud. As the haze cleared, Izuku saw a figure standing in the corridor. He wore a white coat with red flames and orange lining the inside, black boots, black shirt, orange pants, and a pair of goggles over his eyes. On his hands were a pair of glowing gloves, so much energy coursing through them they glowed an eerie green.
Naruto had finally arrived.
~XxX: Play; Fallout Boy: Thanks for the Memories-XxX~
The robots opened fire, a storm of supersonic bullets racing down the hallway. Naruto snarled as he thrust his hand forward, and Izuku could have sworn the very air itself hummed in approval. Bullets burst apart midair, crumbling to dust. They hit the blonde as little shavings of steel and were no more dangerous than pinches of dirt. Hundreds of them pelted his skin and the ground around him, the ones that missed flew apart in the air and caught the light. Suddenly, Izuku understood why the blond wore the goggles. He slowly stood up slack jawed, wide eyed, he had assumed he was good with the Tensor gloves, but to see Naruto destroying bullets mid flight…
It was beyond comprehension of a mortal brain.
XxX
"Incredible!" Mindight gasped in awe.
"Have you ever seen such a thing?" Nezu asked in shock.
"N-No, I didn't think it was even possible." Aizawa said with wide eyes as he watched as Naruto ripped the small platoon sized element apart with his bare hands. He knew Naruto was skilled, he said he built the gloves as a means to free himself from being bound and captured by enmies who could tie him up and seal his powers, but he never thought that a simple pair of shoddy gloves wired with a battery and magnetic glass were capable of such feats. W-Was this his true skill, or was he barely tapping into his actual prowess?
~XxX-Flashback; 3 weeks ago-XxX~
"Now, that's the right look of concentration," Naruto said. "Nice work. You've got to keep a keen mind. Focused. That'll help as you gain better control." the blond stated. He took a bite of his sandwich.
Izuku hadn't been focused on the tensor, but didn't let on to that fact. Instead he raised a hand, doing as he'd been instructed. The thin glove he wore had lines of metal along the front of each finger. The lines joined in a pattern at the palm and all glowed softly green. As Izuku concentrated his hand began to vibrate softly, as if someone were playing music with a lot of bass somewhere nearby. It was hard to focus with that strange pulsation running up his arm. Izuku raised his hand toward the chunk of metal; it was the remnant of a section of pipe. Now, apparently, he needed to push the vibrations away from his body.
Whatever that meant. The damned gloves were literally a bunch of wires attached to a battery on the back of the palm and a small glass discus on the palm like the old Iron Man comic books. It was weird, but they worked. Izuku found himself gasping as he lost control, and a green wave of smoky energy burst from his hand and flew out in front of him. It missed the pipe completely, but vaporized the metal leg of the chair it sat on. Dust showered down and the chair went lopsided, dumping the pipe to the floor with a clang.
"I thought you told him to think of a beautiful woman," Ochako said looking at Mineta.
Blinking, Momo said, "Remind me to never let you caress me."
"Yeah," Naruto replied. "And if that's how he treats one of them, I don't want to know what he'd do to his future wife."
"I did it!" Izuku exclaimed, pointing at the powdered metal that was the remains of the chair leg.
"Yeah, but you missed." Tsuyu pointed out.
"Doesn't matter," Izuku said happily, "I finally made it work!" and then hesitated, "It wasn't like blowing smoke. It was like … like singing. From my hand."
"That's a new one," Kyoka said.
"It's different for everyone," Naruto said from his seat at the table, he gave a shrug, "Using the tensors isn't natural to your mind, Izuku. You've already built neural pathways, and so you have to kind of hotwire your brain to figure out what mental muscles to exercise. With practice you'll get better control over them." he said honestly. The fact he got this far on the fist day alone was an accomplishment in itself.
Mineta leaned over to him, then he whispered, "Trust me, it's the little demons he concocted up in some weird lab. Don't let him fool you, bro. I think he works for them. I saw him leaving out pie for them the other night." he said half serious.
Naruto snorted as he strode over and took the tensor and put it on, then absently raised a hand—palm first —to the side and thrust it outward. The tensor began vibrating as his hand moved, and when it stopped a faint, smoky green wave continued on, hitting the fallen chair and the pipe. Both vaporized to dust, falling to the ground in a puff. Each time Izuku saw the tensors work, he was amazed. The range was very limited, only a few feet at most, and they couldn't affect flesh.
They weren't much good in a fight —sure, you could vaporize someone's gun, but only if they were very close to you. In which case taking the time to concentrate and fight with the tensors would probably be less effective than just punching the guy.
Still, the opportunities they afforded were incredible.
~XxX-Present-XxX~
Naruto didn't give the baffled evil robot's the time to recover as he leapt free of the dust. He carried no weapon that could be seen, but he didn't need one now did he. The mechanized units started firing, but they used their rotary guns, hoping the larger caliber would slow him. High caliber bullets fired by the Zero pointer robots popped in the air, shattered by Naruto's hands. His feet skidded across the ground on the dust as he reached the horde.
He attacked with only his fists.
Izuku felt his eyes widen more as he watched Naruto drop a robot with a fist to the face, the helmet melting to powder before his attack as he tore the core of its head out without ruining the tech held inside. He was vaporizing their armor as he attacked. Spinning around, Naruto spun between two of his enemies with the grace of a ballerina, slamming a fist into their guts as he destroyed the armor plates and internal circuitry before he spun low and destroyed a leg. Dust sprayed out as their armor failed them, disintegrating just before he physically hit them. As he came up from the spin, he pounded a hand against the side of the steel chamber, a wall that was easily three feet thick.
The pulverized metal gave way, and something long and thin fell from the wall to his hand, a katana made of pure steel, carved from an incredibly precise blast of energy. Steel flashed as Naruto struck at the disoriented robots.
XxX
"D-Did he just create a freaking sword out of the wall?!" Aizawa cried out in shock.
"How in the hell did he do that?!" Midnight exclaimed.
"Jesus H Christ, the kid's a monster, he's not giving these robots any room to retaliate!" Nezu gawked.
XxX
Some of the robots tried to fight back, but their valiance was nothing compared to the skill Naruto wielded with both sword and tensor. Each bullet they fired was turned to dust, their secondary weapons vanished as their batons disintegrated. He wielded the sword in one hand, tensor in the other releasing nigh invisible blasts of power. Dust streamed off robot's who got to close and they slipped and stumbled.
Dust, chunks of metal and sparks flew in front of high powered flashlights that lit up the hall and robots collapsed. It had only been mere moments since Naruto had appeared, but he had already dropped half of the enemy before him with the power of a god. The armored units finally pulled out the shoulder mounted cannons, but it was too late as Naruto closed the distance. He slid to a stop, still on a knee, and the armored unit collapsed with a resounding thud as he leaped forward and drove a hand through the second armored unit's leg. He pulled his hand out and the leg bent, then snapped, collapsing behind him sideways. It fired a yellow-blue blast into the ground as it fell, melting the floor.
One foolhardy member of the group tried to charge Naruto, who stood over the fallen units, and the blond merely rolled his eyes. He didn't bother with the sword anymore as he performed a powerful roundhouse that laid the robot out in a single second, its neck snapping from the assault as half its chest vanished in a cloud of dust. As the robot dropped Naruto spoke with a deep voice, a tone that made even Izuku shiver in slight fear, "My name, is Dawnslight, and my power will not be defied." he told them, "Tell the other robotic units connected to your communication's to stand down. I am more than aggravated by this attack on innocent lives, so I will make sure it won't happen again. Failure to comply will result in your immediate destruction." Naruto growled as he strode past the remaining units who were stunned just as much as Izuku was at the shocking display.
"That was amazing…" Izuku whispered in awe to Naruto.
"Grab the girl." Naruto responded lowly.
"How did you-" Izuku went to ask, but a look from Naruto silenced him.
"Grab. The. Girl." he said sternly before he walked past Izuku down the corridor before his voice carried down the corridor, "Your remaining units have three minutes to comply!" the blond yelled out.
XxX
"Get them out of there, now!" Nezu ordered.
It was times like this the kid had a head on his shoulder's, the day the boy had introduced himself to the Hero world-unlicensed and unknown-he had made history as one of the most powerful, surpassing All Might, Endeavor, Midnight and all the remaining top brass of the heroes.
~XxX-3 months ago-XxX~
He raced down the road as fast as he could. He was not old enough to be considered a hero yet, but he had heard of the trouble happening down the way of the city. The heroes were incapable of stopping the carnage, of helping the ones caught in the horrifying situation they found themselves in. With all his powers, all the... gifts he had been given before his escape, he could do something. He could make a difference unlike any other. He had been waiting for months to show the people that heroes didn't have to be big or in the prime of life, just strong enough to make a difference. At this moment, he couldn't fail.
~XxX-15 Minutes prior-XxX~
The man strode in calmly, ignoring the people as they milled about in their everyday business. He wore a relaxed, snug fitting black business suit with a light tan shirt underneath, no tie. He was tall and lean, but solid, like a lot of people who were granted Quirks are. Muscled and toned in a way that you could see even through the loose clothing. He strode to the center of the room. Sunglasses hung from his breast pocket, and he smiled as he put them on. Then he raised a finger and pointed with a casual tapping motion at a passing woman.
She vaporized to dust, clothing burning away, skeleton falling forward and clattering to the floor. Her earrings and wedding ring didn't dissolve, though. They hit the floor with distinct pings he could hear even over the noise in the room. smiling broadly—almost leering—as he pointed at people passing, reducing them to ash and bones with a mere gesture. The observing people were transfixed by what had just happened in shock, watching the slaughter with wide eyes. Some people near the doors escaped as they cried out in terror. Anyone who got too close to the man died.
Several employees and customers huddled together on the ground or hid behind desks. Strangely, the room grew still. The Villain stood as if he were alone, bits of paper floating down through the air, bones and black ash scattered on the floor about him, "I am called Deathpoint," he said conversationally, "It's not the cleverest of names, I'll admit. But I find it memorable." his voice was eerily calm, as if he were chatting with friends over drinks. He began to stroll through the room, "A thought occurred to me this morning," he said. The room was large enough that his voice echoed, "I was showering, and it struck me. It asked … Deathpoint, why are you going to rob a bank today?"
He pointed lazily at a pair of security guards who had edged out of a side hallway just beside the mortgage cubicles. The guards turned to dust, their badges, belt buckles, guns, and bones hitting the floor. His hostages could hear their bones knock against one another as they dropped. There are a lot of bones in a man's body, more than you can actually realize and they made a big mess when they scattered. An odd detail to notice about the horrible scene, "I've been planning this for weeks, you see," the man said, "But the thought only struck me this morning. Why? Why rob the bank? I can take anything I want anyway! It's ridiculous!" he leaped around the side of a counter, causing the teller cowering there to scream as she huddled on the floor.
"Money is worthless to me, you see," the man claimed. "Completely worthless." he pointed. The woman shriveled to ash and bone. The villain pivoted, pointing at several places around the room, killing people who were trying to flee. The man then turned back toward the tellers behind the counter. All the people who were stuck inside unable to escape all felt one emotion. Terror. Pure, immobilizing terror. A woman who was a bit large with green hair curled up on the chair, whimpering, shaking, trying to banish from the images of the terrible deaths she'd just seen from her mind as Deathpoint was chatting with one of the tellers.
Deathpoint turned and saw a guard was still kneeling in a corner, trying to get a pistol raised, fingers slipping on the ash-covered metal. The villain raised his hand.
"Hey! What do you think you are doing?" a voice boomed.
The Villain spun. So did all the hostages. Hell everyone must have turned toward that deep, powerful voice. A figure stood in the doorway to the street. He was back-lit, little more than a silhouette because of the bright sunlight shining in behind him.
An amazing, herculean, awe-inspiring silhouette.
He was young, too young to be a actual Hero, but everyone had at least seen pictures of him at some point, but let it be said, that pictures are completely inadequate to his figure. No photograph, video, or painting could ever capture his true glory in full form. He wore a pure black trench coat with red flames at the bottom with a red inner lining. A black shirt, tight across an inhumanly large and strong chest. Black pants, and black boots, a pair of goggles were in a pocket, though for a unknown reason to all of them. Pants, loose but not baggy. He was incredibly muscular and could probably bench a whole semi truck if he wanted.
He spread his arms out from his sides, and wind blew the doors open around him. Ash scattered across the floor and papers uttered. He rose into the air a few inches, cape flaring out. He began to glide forward into the room. Arms like steel girders, legs like mountains, neck like a tree stump. He wasn't bulky or awkward, though. He was majestic, with that sun-spun golden hair, that square jaw, an impossible physique, and a frame of nearly seven feet.
And those eyes. Intense, demanding, uncompromising eyes. As this unnamed, young hero, flew gracefully into the room, Deathpoint hastily raised a finger and pointed at him. Shockingly, the only thing that happened was that the blonde's shirt sizzled in one little section, like a cigarette had been put out on the cloth, but he showed no reaction. He floated down the steps and landed gently on the floor a short distance from Deathpoint, his enormous cape settling around him.
Deathpoint pointed again, looking frantic. Another meager sizzle. The blond stepped up to the smaller man, towering over him. The hostages knew in that moment that this was what they had been waiting for. This was the hero everyone had been hoping would come, the one who would compensate for the other villains and their evil ways. This man was here to save them all. He reached out, grabbing Deathpoint as he belatedly tried to dash away. Deathpoint jerked to a halt, his sunglasses clattering to the ground, and gasped in pain.
"I asked you a question," he said in a voice like rumbling thunder. He spun Deathpoint around to look him in the eyes, "What are you doing here?"
Deathpoint twitched. He looked panicked. "I … I …"
Before the villain could respond, the side doors burst open. Men in black armor with assault rifles piled into the bank and opened fire. When it came to such a hostage situation, the police didn't hesitate, they didn't negotiate. They came in with guns blazing and hoped that the enemy you were facing could be killed by ordinary bullets.
The hostages sprang away at a run, basic survival instincts prompting them to take cover and hope they weren't struck by the bullet's flying about. The blond turned, a serious look on his face, as a wave of bullets washed over him. They bounced of his skin, ripping his clothing but leaving him completely unscathed. Quirks like his are what are known as Unbreakable Quirks-their powers were absolute. Gun fire cannot harm him— rockets, tanks, the most advanced weapons of man don't even scratch him. Even if he could be captured, prisons most likely couldn't hold him. And on that day, many saw with their own eyes why he fought against the villains for no other purpose but to protect.
The soldiers weren't there for Deathpoint, they were there for him, and potentially Deathpoint-to be brought back alive to their master so they could once more begin their pet project of world domination. The best way to determine if such a military force is on your side is by the markings they wore. Police officers and their assault groups would wear marked armor with their branch on them. These men did not. They all wore pitch black armor, and were aiming at civilians as they tried to flee the carnage. With a growl, the blond raised a hand, energy beginning to glow around it with a cool yellow light. Deathpoint hid behind him, sheltered from the bullets. Unlike the larger blond teen, he seemed to fear getting shot. Not all Quirks granted the ability to be impervious to gun fire, just the most powerful ones.
The blond released a burst of yellow-white energy from his hand, vaporizing a group of the soldiers. Chaos followed. Soldiers ducked for cover wherever they could find it; smoke and chips of marble filled the air. One of the soldiers fired some kind of rocket from his gun, and it shot past the teen—who continued to blast his enemies with energy—to hit the back end of the bank, blowing open the vault.
Flaming bills exploded sprayed into the air and showered the ground.
Shouts. Screams. Insanity.
The soldiers died quickly. The hostages continued to huddle behind cover, hands pressed against their ears. It was all so loud.
Deathpoint was still standing behind the teen. And as they hostages watched, he smiled, then raised his hands, reaching for his neck. The guard didn't know what he was planning to do. Likely he had a second power. Most Quirks were singular in form, and nobody had ever shown the ability to have more than a single ability-unknown to everyone there was a villain who had the ability to steal and house every Quirk he desired- and there was no possible way that you could possess more than one.
Maybe it would have been enough to kill the kid. He didn't doubt it, but either way, they'd never know.
A single pop sounded in the air.
The explosion had been so loud it left several deafened to the point that they barely recognized the sound as a gunshot. As the smoke from the explosion cleared, Inko Midoriya could see the guard. He stood a short distance in front of the teen with arms raised, his back to the pillar. He bore an expression of determination on his face and held the gun, pointing it at the kid.
No.
Not at the kid. At Deathpoint, who stood just behind him.
Deathpoint collapsed, a bullet wound in his forehead. Dead.
He turned sharply, looking at the deceased villain. Then he looked back at the guard and raised a hand to his face. There, on his cheek just below his eye, was a line of blood.
At first many thought it must have come from Deathpoint. But when he wiped it away, it continued to bleed. The guard had shot at Deathpoint, but the bullet had passed by the kid first—and had grazed him on the way. That bullet had hurt the kid, while the soldiers' bullets had bounced off. The kid was overcome by the sudden pain as his senses were overloaded from the pain perception and he let out a scream of rage and indignation. Inko and the others could barely hear it, but could feel it shattering what windows remained, vibrating the walls. Then something spread out from him, a wave of energy. And to their shock it spread out.
They watched as the floor around him changed colors, transforming to metal. The transformation spread, washing through the entire room at incredible speed. The floor beneath their feet, the wall beside them, the bits of glass on the ground—it all changed to steel. What they just learned now is that his rage/pain/sorrow transforms inanimate objects around him into steel, though it leaves living things and anything close to them alone. By the time his cry faded, most of the bank's interior had been changed completely to steel, though a large chunk of the ceiling was still wood and plaster, as was a section of one wall.
He needed to leave, he couldn't hurt the innocent.
However, before he could flee, clapping could be heard from the entrance causing all those within to turn to gaze at the newcomer. He possessed strong, imposing features, short white hair, and luminous red eyes. He wears a dark suit over a white shirt. His face is covered scar tissue, extending from above his upper lip and covering his entire head and the back of his neck. He stepped inside the bank, clapping further, "Bravo, bravo indeed my little Maelstrom of Destruction, you did well, but I think it's time for you to come back to me." he said.
"I'm not going back, you can't make me." the blond snarled out, his pain perception causing him great anger. But it was also partially because of the man who stood in front of him.
All For One, a incredibly powerful Super Villain who could steal or grant Quirks at his leisure. It was the main reason he had so many abilities in the first place.
However, there was also one slight problem with how they knew each other.
"Is that any way to speak to your father?" the man asked calmly.
"You aren't my father, just some asshole who happened to donate sperm to my mother before she died having me." he growled.
The man sighed, "Now, I know you're a bit upset, but I'm sure there is a way we can resolve our conflict, you need not harbor any ill will towards me, we are family." All For One said calmly.
"I don't care if you are the man who helped make God himself, I will never return to that cell." the blond roared, "So if you're hear to capture me, you had have brought your whole little villain posse with you. I'll die before I ever kneel to you."
"Naruto, I had thought we were past this little rebellious stage when you were younger." the man said seriously, "But if it is a fight you want, then it is a fight you shall have." his father said before walking out, "I hope you can last long enough to fulfill your silly little ambitions as a hero, because sooner or later, those whom you protect can and will turn upon you." he said as he walked out; his voice calling out loud enough for all those inside to hear, "Bring him to me, alive. Kill the hostages." and then it was silent once again.
"I hope you enjoy the gift Naruto, he holds the same abilities as you do, it took some time but I finally have made you a rival." All For One said from outside, "Don't disappoint your dear old father now, show me just how powerful you truly are if all the gifts I granted you were worth the hassle of tracking you down my little project." and then he was well and truly gone as the challenger appeared. He strode across the empty center of the bank, lips parted and teeth clenched in a sneer. His glowing hand was forward, and without a second's notice he blasted shot after shot towards the blond.
Explosions filled the air as Naruto began running behind one of the pillars that were unoccupied. Blast after blast nearly hit him, but he ducked and dodged between them, incredibly nimble. He pushed through a wall in the side of the stadium, vaporizing an opening for himself to push through.
The man who attacked bellowed in aggravation, firing blasts into the hole. Naruto appeared a moment later, breaking out of another wall, steel dust pouring down around him. He whipped his hand forward, throwing a series of crude daggers toward the man; they had likely been cut from the steel itself. They just bounced off the self proclaimed rival his father created. He looked frustrated, as if he were annoyed he couldn't hurt the man. For Inko part, she was stunned as she watched as the two powerhouses fighting. The ground trembled as the ground glowed red as the villain released a series of blasts at Naruto.
The glow of the villain's hand grew brighter. She braced herself for what was coming as she watched ashe aimed the limb at the pillar she hid behind. Before he could unleash the attack, Naruto tackled the villain from behind.
Inko and several of the observers rolled to the side by reflex as the two hit the ground nearby. Naruto came up on top. His clothing was burned, ripped, and bloodied. He had a sword in hand, and began slamming it down on the mans face snarling in infuriated rage.
The villain laughed as the weapon hit; his face actually dented the sword.
The villain reached up and shoved the blond, throwing him backward.
What seemed like a tiny bit of effort from the villain as he tossed Naruto a good ten feet. He hit and grunted.
The winds picked up, and the villain floated up to a standing position. Then he leaped, soaring into the air. He came down on one knee, slamming a fist into his face.
Red blood splashed out around him.
A snarl was the response as a powerful force blasted the villain away and into a wall of metal. As he rose, the damage was already gone, his original Quirk instantly removing the damage dealt to him. The other various Quirks he held, the abilities he could showcase, they were nothing when compared to his own first true ability of regeneration. This guy... he didn't have such a gift because All For One was incapable of finding a Quirk that allowed Self-Healing on such a level as his own.
'Where there are villains, there will be heroes.' a gentle voice spoke, 'Just wait. They will come.' it was like a whisper in Inko's ear, but, it gave her a feeling of serenity she had lost the minute the bank had come under attack by the first villain.
Suddenly, Inko found herself within the grasp of a turquoise spherical construct. However, before the villain could make his hand into a fist, Naruto
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thrust his hands to the sides. Inko felt a thrumming vibration, like a voice with no sound. Inko knew that sound. The same as when he came out of one of the walls with a sword of pure steel. The villain's force-field disintegrated, dropping her to the ground. Inko lost balance, though the woman landed easily on two feet. She was utterly baffled, but she knew she was alive. She would definitely take that exchange. A hand reached out from behind a pillar and grabbed her, pulling her away from the blond and his adversary. The man regarded his "rival" contemplatively, then waved his hand, summoning another force field around him instead of Inko. The blond destroyed it in a flash, hands forward, releasing a burst of incredible power.
"If it didn't work the first time." the teen said. "What makes you think it'd work again on the person with the same abilities?"
"I have to try something," he with a snarl, he attacked. He thrust his hands to the sides and spears of turquoise light appeared, shaped like glass shards. He flung them down the hallway toward the blond, but naruto waved his hand, releasing a burst of power that easily destroyed the spears of light, he vaporized the wall nearby as well. It fell to the ground in a pile of silver steel dust.
A set of green spears appeared around Naruto, just like his enemies. God's of old! They had the same powers as one another. How was such a thing possible?
Rather than flee, the villain bellowed in frustration, sweeping his hands before him, destroying the hallway in a long swath and sending a wave of dust over the hostages. Force-fields flashed into existence—shards of light that struck at Naruto, walls that swept in to crush, a cacophony of destruction.
"Yes!" Inko shouted as Naruto begun to show what he was truly capable of. He wasn't running.
THIS was a hero.
Then, unfortunately, the floor disappeared beneath her.
The incredible wave of destructive power had ended right about as it hit the majority of the hostages, and though Inko fell into the hole in the floor, she was able to reach out and grab the edge to stop herself. A woman with blond hair that spiked wildly knelt by the ledge, oblivious to the hole that had opened beside her.
The drop was about ten feet, but that was a little far for her to want to risk. Inko started to pull herself up.
"Hey," the woman's voice suddenly said in her ear, "what are you doing?"
"Trying not to die," Inko said with a grunt, still dangling. "You gonna stand there or help me up?"
Mitsuki Bakugo reached down, offering her a hand of help.
A green eerie wave hummed above, and Inko heard an ominous groan from the ceiling.
"The support beam is gone, this is bad," Inko said, getting to her feet—and finding herself in a war zone. "And we have bigger troubles than getting in their way. We need to flee-NOW!" she cried out.
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In the moments she had been down, Naruto and the villain had leveled multiple walls separating several rooms, creating a much larger field of battle. They exchanged bursts of light and destructive powers, blasts of energy tore through the air and detonated with powerful concussions leaving rips and craters in the floor. Add on to the fact that entire sections of the once transformed ceiling had reverted back to it's original state and she knew that the ceiling wasn't going to last much longer. Inko sought out Mitsuki, who knelt beside the remnants of a wall. She hissed between clenched teeth as the floor shook from the intese fighting, watching the contest with unblinking eyes.
Blast after last, shockwave upon shockwave; the witnesses were astounded as they watched as Naruto forced the villain down the hallway before an assault by Naruto—flying spears of blue light, which he was able to vaporize with his unknown destructive power. The outer wall to his left was in shambles, wind howling through. To his right, rooms were pocked with holes, the floor and walls almost completely destroyed.
Inko cried out and threw herself toward Mitsuki, tackling her out of the way as the ceiling to the right fell in. Blinking—he duo groaned as their vision cleared and managed to witness as a pair of spears made of glowing green energy launch toward the villain, their light illuminating the dust around them. The man deflected those, barely.
The villain had lost his air of uncompromising confidence; he was sweating and cursing as he fought, and—to their surprise—they saw a few scratches on his arm.
They weren't healing.
Naruto's powers were indeed negating his enemies as was the other way around, but they'd continued on, vaporizing the wall and stepping into a lavish suite. Naruto unleashed a wave of power toward the villain, melting tables and chairs and hitting him full force. Buttons on his shirt disintegrated to dust, though the shirt didn't. Only dense nonliving materials were affected. His forcefields vanished. The villain jumped for cover, narrowly dodging lances of light. It took a count of three before he was able to summon a forcefield to block oncoming blasts. It was working. He seemed to have the same weakness as Naruto: the powers themselves, wielded by someone else.
Getting hit by the incredible blasts of destruction negated his abilities for a time. A few spears of light shot overhead, slamming into the wall above a hostage like forks into a cake forcing them to duck s they cried out in panic. The lights suddenly dimmed, went out—then almost immediately came back on. Naruto and the villain didn't even pause in their contest, but one did notice that the Villain looked far more haggard than the blond did. He was sweating, teeth clenched, and tears of pain and fer streaked his face, washing through the prevalent steel dust there.
Naruto snarled as he released a wave of destructive power—intended to stop a sweeping forcefield—and it blasted the wall of the suite he was fighting in. The wall fell in before a spike hit the man dead on, pinning his arm, spraying blood against the wall in a gruesome display. The villain fell to his knees, and moments later the wound started to heal. He had deflected several spears of light with a form of power, clutching the arm. The villain then wobbled to his feet, flesh scabbed over, blood stanched.
Naruto still bore the cuts where the villain had hit him while being driven back by various blasts of power. Without falter, the two still fought, but the villain was obviously less experienced with combat using so many various powers than Naruto was. The ground rocked, and Inko threw Mitsuki and followed her to the floor, rolling out of the way as an invisible blast gouged a large hole nearby. Dust rained down from a hole in the ceiling. Naruto summoned spikes of light, a dozen or more. He roared, flinging them toward the villain.
A large portion of the ceiling behind his enemy caved in, crashing down with a cacophony of stone grinding against stone. It collapsed a section of the floor and knocked a few of the hostages feet from under them. Inko cried out as she hit the ground shoulder first, skidding through various forms of dusts. The debris settled to reveal that most of the floor of the building was gone. Naruto strode toward the villain. He stepped up to the lip of the broken hole in the floor, then across it, a forcefield forming under his feet. Lit from beneath, he looked like a specter, his face mostly in shadow.
Now that they saw, he clearly showed signs of exhaustion as well. The slowness of his step, the streaks of sweat on his face, the slump to his shoulders. His fight with this villain had been difficult. He was practically indestructible, but he did get tired. The floor vaporized as Naruto held a hand out and collapsed it under his enemy-too exhausted to move and fight back. The walls, the ceiling, the entire building. It all shattered to dust in the face of Naruto's unwavering strength, dust filling the air as it quickly settled. While this unknown villain who shared his gifts-the blonde's incredible abilities and prowess, he did not have the ability to regain stamina by regeneration exhausted muscle tissue and blood oxygen levels to their peak. He was more vulnerable than the blond could ever hope to be.
'You're done here. No more of this farce. You may share similar powers-similar skills and weaknesses as me, but don't think that just because you were made to be my replacement for the old man, doesn't make you my better. I had my whole life to train and harness my skills, you were never given as much time as me to learrn and control them. You have skill, but you lack the discipline to match me. Lie there in defeat, knowing that I still remain my own person and not the old man's prisoner and experiment. Trash."
And once again, before Naruto could walk away, a new voice entered, "Never fear, for I am here!" it was All Might, and he wasn't alone. With him were other highly skilled Pro-Heroes: Endeavor, Kamui Woods, Eraserhead, Midnight, Mount Lady, Dragon Hero Ryuu
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Quirks/Abilities:
Invulnerability: A Quirk bestowed upon him by 1-4-A. As the Quirk implies, this power ensures that Naruto is extremely resistant to harm. Bullets, Swords, nor even various forms of elemental attacks can hurt him at all. Even point blank high explosive detonation prove useless. This goes to show just how resilient he is to immense amounts of damage. There are however things that can hurt him, while strong-it's not perfect. It's just a incredibly powerful physical defense.
Energy Creation: Naruto can create and manipulate energy in his hands, using it as a weapon and launching it at his foes.
Flight: Naruto can fly. This seems to be a form of wind manipulation, but it is unknown if the wind manipulation is connected to his ability to fly.
Steel Transfusion: Naruto can turn any material not near a living being to steel, at massive range. Steel insulates against this effect.
Wind Manipulation: Naruto can command the winds. If used offensively, he will gather the air into a small sphere and condense it all before unleashing it in the form of powerful concussive blasts that rip the land apart for several city blocks.
Inorganic Disintegration: Naruto can disintegrate anything that is not attached to a living creature. He can easily turn bullets to dust; at a peak of rage he destroyed all of All For One's hideout in a burst of power. This is usually referred to the "tensor power" by Naruto as he has to be tense in order to use it. When gifted to others before revealing his multiple Quirks, he would grant this power to those he felt needed it, he would hide the ability by giving those he granted the ability to by handing the user a pair of gloves with a magnet and battery wired together, not stealthy but effective to hide the abilities true strength.
Force Field Manipulation: Naruto can create green colored force fields. The surface area of which can be controlled at will. This force field is not completely invulnerable, as there are gaps that things can get through and hurt him somewhat but it is easily bulletproof.
-Constructs - Naruto can shape his forces fields in any form (roads, globes, disks, walls, etc.)
-Compression - Naruto can create and constrict a globe around his foes, crushing them.
-Light Spears: Naruto can create crystallized spears of light to fight off or maim his enemies. These can easily kill most people, but were unable to pierce mercury inlaid items.
Instant Regeneration: Naruto can heal any wound, no matter the severity. This ability is incredibly potent, as even the weakened gift form was able to instantly regenerate all of All Might's injuries and return him to his peak body. This ability is stated to so strong it might be powerful enough to revive the dead if he wanted. He has the most powerful healing abilities of any Healing Quirk ever known. It is also his original ability.
Gifting: Naruto can grant weaker versions of his powers to others. It doesn't last forever like 1-4-A does and Naruto has to be within a specific range to grant his abilities to others. This is a Quirk similar to the Quirk A-4-1's brother held before being gifted the Power Stockpiling Quirk which birth 1-4-A, but as mentioned prior, is not permanent.
Immense Durability: Naruto holds incredible levels of durability and endurance. His sturdy body allows him to land from extraordinary heights without repercussions, withstand critical attacks without flinching, and continue fighting despite being in crippling pain and to the point of appearing Invincible. He managed to shrug off full powered attacks from All Might while using 1-4-A, attacks from Endeavor, and completely endure blows from Mount Lady while she was using her Quirk.
Immense Speed: Naruto has been shown to move at blinding speeds, striking down the attacking villains before Kira Todoroki or her spectating fellow students of 1-A, Katsuki and Izuku, Ochako, and Tsuyu, even knew what had happened.
Expert Hand-to-Hand Combat: Naruto has adept prowess at the art of close combat, thanks in part for A-4-1 placing memories of experienced fighters into his mind. He can easily combat a dozen sentry robots that opposed him simultaneously in battle with minimal effort, using a fighting style that consists of very powerful strikes and punches. His hand-to-hand prowess allowed him to move fast enough to react to and deflect enemy attacks with ease while turning their assaulting bullets to dust as they flew at him at hyper-sonic speeds.
Immense Strength: Naruto's strength is immense. However, a blow from him only causes extreme injury rather than instant death.
Weakness:
Fear: To breach his nigh invincible flesh, one who does not fear him can hurt him more easily.
Similar Abilities: Someone who shares or holds abilities like his own can negate his powers.
Pain: Naruto's pain perception is incredibly high. If someone passes what he dubs one of his Prime Invincibilities (Dubbed by Momo Yaoyorozu as he has several abilities that make him incredibly difficult to subdue. These are his Force Fields, Inorganic Disintegration, Invulnerable skin, Regeneration) it triples the pain level to his senses, and usually forces one of his Quirks to lash out violently. He is unable to control this weakness sadly and his tantrum's (as Naruto calls them) tend to be land altering.
Failure: His main weakness is failure or even risk of his own failure. In fact, merely saying to him that he had failed is enough to annul his powers, although he may need to believe it. The powers granted to him, the weight they bring leaves him afraid of being unable to save those unfortunate and unable to do so. It is the reason he lives his life with a great dichotomy—he takes every opportunity he can to gift his powers away, to let others use them so he doesn't have to. But each time he does, he gives them a weapon that could be used against him.
Mercury: Some of Naruto's abilities are nullified by Mercury inlaid items, though it's not foolproof.