INVENTION
Izuku Midoriya was late for class. He had been content to remain seated and watch the flickering lights of the force field boxing him inside his prison, but with multiple alarms blaring to life in the back of his consciousness, Izuku decided to leave.
He tried to sit up. He remained seated. Izuku examined the material binding him as he reconstituted his arms and applied the maximum amount of force to pull on it. The tensile strength seemed beyond his ability to overcome given the materials he had on hand. A diamond-studded saw, plasma torch, and nitrogen-based cooling yielded a similar lack of results.
Izuku made himself thinner. The coils shrank with him. Izuku set his width at all bound points equal to zero. He fell apart into multiple pieces as the coils snapped shut around the chair. Now freed, his body parts melted back together.
Izuku approached the force field. Polymer skin vaporized and metal melted as he pushed a finger through it. Izuku looked around. The walls and ceiling were made of force field. The floor was not. Izuku ate the floor. Underneath the floor, Izuku found yet more force fields. Izuku ate as much of the floor as he could, leaving himself a thin floating disc to stand upon, and verified that the force field formed a perfectly sealed chamber.
Izuku analyzed his options. A query through his mental database of all manners by which one could pass through a wall without making contact with it brought up millions of results. He examined one. He opened a door. Another. Opened a door again. Izuku excluded all results including doors or windows. Two search results found, both of them Kurogiri warping people.
Izuku analyzed his blueprint database. No teleportation technology found. Izuku analyzed his two search results, pulling spectroscopy results and collected electromagnetic waves, plugged the results into his physics macro, and reverse-engineered warping technology. He then applied the mathematical formulas and numerical restraints to his compendium on physical and chemical properties of all known elements and molecules. Eighty-six results emerged.
Izuku sorted them by mass. The lightest one required twelve grams of a hypothetical element with nine-hundred and four protons in its nucleus. Izuku narrowed the search results to elements within his inventory. Four results remained. Izuku selected the lightest one, formulated a blueprint, and transmitted instructions to his internal nanomachines. Both his legs dissolved upwards, then pushed out his chest in a long spire. A cloud of charged particles billowed out, engulfing Izuku, and warping him off I-Island.
Izuku looked around the classroom. Checked his clock. Class was supposed to be in session. Class was not in session. Izuku ran his current situation through his logical framework and concluded that, with his teacher tardy, class was dismissed.
Izuku warped back to I-Island and watched the force-field flicker.
About five minutes later, Shield, Samuel, and Wolfram all barged in, staring incredulously at the force field that definitely didn't have someone in it five minutes ago.
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Aizawa, eye twitching, having watched Izuku teleport into and then leave his classroom: "Was this another distraction?"
Nezu, smugly sipping tea: "How mad would you be if I said yes?"