Golden Days Arc 3 - Chapter 12: Preparation

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NinjaFang1331: Thank you and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Harleking31: Yep, can't beat good old PTSD, and sadly, Toru never recovered, so she's still had her mind broken...

iron-slayer-dragon: I'm glad you are because things are going to be heating up! Trust me, things are going to be awesome, well, action-wise things are going to be awesome, but the characters are still going to be going through a lot of pain... trust me.

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I am sorry that I haven't updated this story in quite a while, I've just been doing other things and planning out other stories and thinking about new ones.

I hope you all enjoy today's chapter and stick around for the rest as we are finally in the 3rd arc, the conviction Arc!

Now, let's get back to the story!

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With a quick slash, Izuku cut two dummies in half, he then quickly jumped away and turned around to where three more dummies were, he quickly cut their heads off in a single strike. Izuku heard footsteps coming from behind him and he quickly turned around only to see, Gutz coming at him with his Dragonslayer, once he was in close range, He swung downward at Izuku, but the young teen quickly blocked the attack, but his hand was completely rattled.

"Looks like Rickert did a pretty good job making that sword for ya," Gutz said with a smile.

Izuku nodded and he managed to push Gutz's sword away and then quickly backed up before Gut's could swing the Dragonslayer again. Once he was away, Izuku looked at him with a bit of a smile, "I have to thank him when I see him again," Izuku said, "This sword works wonders when I'm up against Nomu's,"

Gutz rested the dragonslayer on his shoulder and looked at Izuku. "It's a nice blade, what did Rickert call it again?"

Izuku looked at his sword, "I think he called it Apollyon," Izuku replied, "Said it was the name of the destroying angel," Izuku finished.

Gutz smiled, "Ever since he got into the hero equipment business, he's gotten used to naming his creations," Gutz said, "At least he's doing what he loves,"

Izuku nodded, he then felt his phone buzz and looked at it only to realize it was an alarm. "Ah, I gotta end it here Gutz, I have to head to UA and put in a request to use my sword and some of my other gear in the Sports Festival," Izuku said.

Gutz nodded, "I'll see you later then kid," Gutz said.

Izuku nodded and waved goodbye and sheathed his sword and left Gutz's home, and as he left, Gutz went inside his home and set the Dragonslayer up against the wall, and his eyes then drifted to his armor that resembled a hound.

"Not yet, it's not the time," Gutz said to himself.

Back with Izuku, he took the train toward UA, where he would have to fill out a paper that would allow him to use his sword as well as his bombs. While on the train, he couldn't help but remember how he got his sword.

After building up his muscles a little more, Gutz brought him to an old friend, Rickert, an owner of a hero support group shop, who also kept maintenance on Gutz's own sword, The Dragonslayer, but he also helped Gutz in the past since they both use to be part of some Mercenary group in Germany, he was also the major manufacturer of Izuku's bombs.

Rickert was a very kind man, one who was also happily married with a kid around his age, a daughter, though, oddly enough, Izuku's never met them the times he had visited Rickert.

He was taken out of his thoughts when the train stopped and he looked at the station, only to see that it was the stop that he needed, so he quickly got off and then walked toward UA, after passing through the front gates, he made his way to the main building and walked inside, once inside, he saw some other students who had come with gear, so he pushed passed them and grabbed a paper and a pen, he then sat down on a chair and began to fill out the paper.

As Izuku was filling it out, he heard someone approach him but he didn't turn to look at them, assuming they were either going to walk past him or sit next to him, however, instead of those options, they just stood next to him and he could feel their gaze on him.

"Izuku? Is that really you...?"

Izuku's eye's widened when he heard that voice and he quickly turned around, his good eye widened in shock as he saw the person before him.

It had been months since he had seen her and while she still looked rather the same, she now wore a plain black tank top with workshop coveralls tied casually around her waist, with the same goggles back in middle school on her head.

Izuku felt a lump in his throat as he saw her, "M-Mei?" Izuku asked.

Mei quickly hugged him tightly and He was stunned for a bit but he hugged her back just as tightly. He heard her sniffle before they broke the hug and Izuku saw her wipe her tears away and looked at him with a soft smile.

"I-I can't believe it's you!" She said with joy.

"Neither can I," he replied with a soft smile.

Mei looked around and then back at him, "You wanna talk in private?" she asked.

Izuku nodded, and Mei gestured for him to follow her and she led him back toward Class 1-H, a support department class. Once inside she headed toward a work desk where she sat down and turned to him, still smiling.

"So, you finally did it, you're a UA student," Mei said.

Izuku nodded, "Yeah, Hero course too," He replied.

Mei nodded, "Look like our dreams finally came true, eh?" she asked.

Izuku shook his head, "No, they haven't," Izuku said, "There's still one more dream of mine I need to make come true," He said.

Mei looked at him and she knew what he was talking about, but she didn't touch on the subject, all of their friends had died to those villains. Kimihito, Josuke, Kanao, and Monoma, all died that day, and the two that survived, Toru and Izuku, were broken. Mei's expression then turned sad, "Izuku... why did you stop talking to me? Or stop seeing Toru?" she asked.

Izuku looked at her, his face expressionless, "You already know," he replied

Mei looked at him, still with a sad face but she closed her eyes and let out a long sigh, "I was angry with you, when you just left me and Toru alone, I was so mad at you, because to me, it felt like you abandoned us, and when Toru moved with her Aunt, I felt more abandoned by you, but with some help, I... I understood that you were going through your own problems, you had suffered just as much as Toru, and I didn't even realize it," Mei told him, "So after I thought about it after I started finding friends again, people who helped me feel less alone, I wanted to find you and wanted to let you know that you aren't alone Izuku, you still have people who care about you... don't forget that," she told him.

Izuku looked at her and guilt rose up in him, he had forgotten that Mei had lost so much too, she lost the same friends he had, people who understood and accepted them. His thoughts moved to Toru and he wondered how she was doing. He looked at Mei, his expression was sad, "Toru... how is she?" he asked.

Mei looked at him and her expression was still rather sad, "She moved with her Aunt in the country, and as for her condition... she's still the same," Toru said sadly.

Izuku was saddened to hear that, and he looked to Mei, "Have you visited her?"

Mei nodded, "When I can," she replied, "You should come with, maybe it might-"

"I can't Mei," Izuku said, "She's afraid of me, she won't even come near me, I can't see her, I... I just can't," He told her, his voice beginning to slowly break down.

Mei understood and just nodded slowly, "It's ok," She replied, "I understand,"

Izuku nodded, and he decided to change the subject, "Mei, are you going to participate in the Sports festival?" He asked.

She nodded with a bright smile, "Yep! I gotta promote my babies somehow," as she gestured toward her inventions.

Izuku smiled, "I see," He said.

Mei looked at him, "And I know you are of course, but why?" Mei asked.

Izuku looked at her with a smile, "I just wanna win, it brings me closer to what I want, and it also lets me prove that even someone like me can be a hero," Izuku said.

"A hero who carries a sword that big?" Mei asked, pointing to Apollyon.

Izuku smiled at unsheathed it and held it up while resting the end of the blade on the ground. Seeing how big the blade was, Mei's eyes widened, and she got closer to it.

"This thing is huge!" She said with a smile, "How do you even swing that thing?" she asked.

"You think this is big, the guy that taught me how to actually use this thing has one bigger than mine," Izuku said, "His friend made this for me, it's called Apollyon," Izuku told her.

Mei nodded and backed away from the sword and turned to him with a raised brow and a smile, "You're really gonna try and use that in the sports festival?" she asked.

Izuku nodded, "But don't worry, I don't plan on killing anyone, I'm just gonna use the flat end to smack people around," He said with a chuckle as he sheathed Apollyon.

Mei giggled and nodded, "Well then, if it means anything Izuku... I hope you win," She said.

Izuku looked at her and gave her a soft smile, "Thank you, Mei," Izuku said.

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A hero backed away from a figure hidden in the shadows, they were bleeding from their head as they backed away and looked at the figure with a fearful stare.

"Stop! Please! Y-You don't have to do this! You can- AH!"

The Hero fell dead on the ground, his throat punctured by a throwing dagger and blood seeped from the wound, the figure approached the body of the hero and pulled the dagger out from his neck, and wiped it off on their pants.

"But that's where you're wrong, faker, I have to do this," replied the figure, "One must be stained in blood for there to be change in this world that is filled with liers, scum, and fakers,"

The figure then walked away from the dead Hero and sheathed the knife, as he walked out of the shadows, his form was clear as day.

He sports a dark combat suit, plated with metal armor across his body to holster his weapons. The torso is sleeveless, so he instead wraps his arms in yellow bandages, all the way from just below his shoulders to his wrists, he also wore long black wristbands and a watch on his left arm, and his knees were protected with metal pads, the costume was completed by black boots with steel armor, and around his neck, he wore a blood-red scarf and matching headband, as well as the tattered cloth he wore around his face as a mask.

This was Chizome Akaguro, once known as the vigilante Stendhal, but now goes by another name, a name that would help shake the Hero foundation...

Stain, The Hero Killer...

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Things are heating up! Stain has entered the story and is gearing up for an all-out war against all heroes and Izuku's participating in the Sports festival! Can the Quirkless swordsman make it through the sports festival and win and show the world he has what it takes to be a hero? Or will he fail?

The struggle continues in the next chapter!