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“Okay, this should be a good spot for training,” Izuku muttered as he stretched his body outside the forest, having just completed his morning exercises. Today, Izuku was working on a new spell that involved combining several glyphs.
It had been three years since he met King and became a human titan, a transformation that granted him the power of magic, specifically {Glyph Magic}. When he first discovered he was only half-human, one might have expected him to be shell-shocked, but the real challenge was adjusting to his new abilities.
The initial hurdle was transforming between his Human and Titan Forms, a process that took at least a month to master, allowing him to switch between forms and alter certain parts of his body. Despite the challenges, it was worth it, as he certainly didn’t want to explain to his mother why he looked so different and fluffy.
Now, the most exciting aspect he wanted to focus on was his magic. He could effortlessly use the basic glyphs—Fire, Ice, Plant, and Light—as if it were second nature. However, he knew these glyphs wouldn’t suffice, so he set out to create new glyphs for elements or other purposes like Abomination, Thunder, Earth, and even Time. This ambition didn’t stop him from taking a step further by creating Circuit and Sculpture Glyphs to enhance his magic. Currently, he was working on a new glyph experiment he was eager to try. He set up some tin cans in a row, each next to the other.
Stepping back to gain some distance, he eyed the lined-up cans. “Okay, here goes nothing,” he said, extending his hand as a purple aura with spotty light yellow blotches, a glowing purple outline, and sparks of yellow electrical magic enveloped his body. His eyes turned black with yellow pupils, and glyph sculptures spread across his hand and lower arm. “Okay, Explosion!” Izuku declared, as a [Circuit Glyph] formed beneath each can, followed by a {Explosion Glyph}.
A second later, a small explosion blew up the cans. As the dust cleared, Izuku saw the destroyed cans and scorch marks. “Awesome! It worked,” he exclaimed, jumping for joy at the success of his newest Sculpture Glyph. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he admired his achievement. Izuku then glanced up at the clear blue sky before checking the time on his phone, realizing it was time to head to school.
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As Izuku made his way to school, he found himself caught in a large crowd gathered around the street leading to the train station. Despite his height, he managed to weave through the throng, hoping to catch a glimpse of the commotion. When he finally got a clear view, he was utterly stunned. A Giant Villain was in full display, with a rough, beastly appearance, a head resembling that of a horse or shark, and a broad, muscular body. He was wreaking havoc, punching and stomping on the rails beneath him.
The villain's eyes darted around frantically, trying to keep the heroes at bay. His gaze was furious and violent as he growled and roared with rage. The green-haired titan boy watched the battle with wide eyes, internally questioning how or why this attack had started. He glanced around, trying to use his enhanced hearing to pick up on what others, who had been watching longer, were saying. "A villain appeared...that's right. I'm at the train station. Not sure when I'll get in...." he overheard a man on his left shouting into his phone.
This didn't answer his question, so he moved away, disliking the man's angry tone. The greenette paused when he overheard people discussing the incident. "Turning into a monster? What a crazy quirk! What did he do?" another bystander remarked, piquing Izuku's curiosity. "Tried to steal a purse and started rampaging when he got cornered," the other bystander replied, prompting both the man and the green-haired boy to roll their eyes and mutter, "Of course," understanding why the giant villain was causing chaos. Suddenly, a man's voice drew the crowd's attention. "Everyone stay away! It's dangerous!" A hero dressed like a firefighter commanded, positioning himself in front of the crowd with his back to them. He had what looked like two fire hydrants on his arms, from which water burst out, forming liquid ropes to keep the crowd at bay.
Backdraft.
The thief savagely punched part of the tracks, sending debris flying toward the civilians. Fortunately, another hero intercepted the debris—a very tall, muscular man with a wide build, slightly tanned skin, a square jaw that jutted out prominently, small eyes, and short white hair spiked out behind his head.
Death Arms.
"Damn it! He's totally out of control, it's too dangerous here, we gotta get the civilians out!" Death Arms shouted as he tossed the debris aside, urging the civilians to evacuate.
The enormous villain let out another roar as he abruptly began flailing his arms, as if something swift was circling him. The green-haired boy's eyes widened when he noticed something—or rather, someone—swiftly maneuvering around the villain, skillfully dodging each clumsy, frantic attack by using what appeared to be wooden tendrils to latch onto parts of the railing.
"Wait...is that?..." Izuku murmured, squinting and leaning forward for a better look. He managed to catch a glimpse of the person's costume and the color of the tendrils he was using to move, brown...like wood... His thoughts were interrupted when he saw the hero propel himself onto the metallic beam with the help of his tendrils. Now, he was visible enough for everyone to see his features. He was a slightly short, muscular man dressed in a dark blue bodysuit, complete with a wooden belt, knee pads, and shoes. A small bunch of roses dangled from the left side of his belt. He surveyed the thief below, his eyes darting around as he took in the damage the criminal was causing and the number of onlookers. He crouched near the edge of the beam, his eyes narrowing.
"Disturbance of the peace, destruction of property, and endangerment of civilian lives, you're under arrest, dirtbag!" the hero declared sternly, pointing at the villain, prompting the giant to swing his arm at him with a roar. However, the hero deftly evaded the attack and landed on another section of the rail.
One of Izuku's eyes twitched at how absurd it all seemed. 'Okay, this has to stop.' Scanning the area, he spotted an alley away from the crowd and made his way there, ensuring no one was around. He closed his eyes for a moment, a familiar purple aura enveloping him, electricity crackling as nearby dirt and trash began to levitate before his eyes snapped open, transforming into his Titan form.
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"I see you're resisting; very well, you leave me no choice but to force compliance," the wood hero remarked with a focused gaze, dodging everything the villain hurled at him. At one point, the villain stumbled, not paying attention to his footing, giving the hero the opening he needed. "Now for my special move..." he began, pulling his arm back, which was quickly enveloped by numerous branches. "Pre-emptive binding, lacquered chain prison!" he shouted as the branches closed in on the villain. Until... "Man, you're taking forever," a voice interjected. "Nani!" Kamui Wood exclaimed in confusion, echoed by the villain and the crowd below.
Then underneath the villain a glowing green circle formed with a strange symbol on it. Which shocked the villain
“ What the..”
Strong and huge vines started spawning from the circle wrapping up the villain in a tight grip. Restraining him head to toe. This shocked Kamui Wood, knowing he didn’t do that.
“ Urk! The hell, get me out of this shit! "The villain was struggling trying to break free, but couldn't because these vines were like steel cables. He then glances slightly up at the sky, then he realizes who trapped him, gripping his fist in anger.
“ You! “ The villain growled, Kamui Wood saw and got pissed while all the spectators started cheering more.
For what they saw was Izuku in his Titan Form. His appearance had changed. His hair was dirty white where the cloak turns into a furry black covering with rings of bone on the outside and purple on the inside, with a glowing glyph combination on his chest. He was wearing a canine-like horned, animalistic skull covering his upper face, over his eyes and nose. He had a pair fangs on the top and bottom of his teeth. His eyes turn black with yellow pupils, and his hands and lower legs turn skeleton-like while wearing gray pants. Finally he had a large pair of bat-like wings on his back, that light yet strong web-like frame with patches of the strong wing membrane.
In one of his hands what seemed to him some sort of staff was a long cover led in a white bandage with two straps near the top as the top curved and bent like a thunderbolt.
“ Yes, me the dashing yet woody vigilante King at your service “ Izuku spoke chivalrously while bowing to everyone the crowd cheering and going nuts
“ Oh my Kami, it's King! “
“ Wait really holy shit it is him “
“ King, we love you! “ the girls screamed ripping away the Kamui Woods shirt showing the King ones
Of course, Izuku wasn’t focusing on the people right now, his focus was on the villain he floats down, until he was in front of the villain, retracting his wings in his back. Staring him using a {Analyze Glyph Combo} on the villain as Izuku’s eyes turned a shade of blue using the spell.
[ Name: Araki Ennoshai
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Rank Level: D
Quirk: Gigantification
This allows the user to drastically increase their size to gigantic levels.
Weakness:
The user can not stay in gigantic form for very long.
Estimated time until shrunken two hours and ten minutes. ]
“ *sigh* Man so much potential with a quirk like your, wasted on stupid crimes “ Izuku mutters
The Villain growls he tried to quirk his quirk in him, but he felt like his quirk was cut off. “ Wait…What how?! “ The villain then looks down at himself and that he was no longer trapped in those vines, but in a quirk canceling restraint and oddly it had a grey hue around him.
“ Huh, so you noticed huh, “ Izuku said, the villain looked at Izuku and saw his hand raised with a glowing {Summoning Glyph } hovering above his finger tip. Before the villain yelled out Izuku used a {Teleportation Glyph Combo} to teleport the villain in one of the restraint vans.
*Chuck * Thud *
The officers then glanced at the van and saw it moving side to side a bit while making a lot of clanking sound, the villain yelled out to let him out.
The crowds was cheering for King, who just simply did a small wave glancing before glancing at the officers.
“ Hey is everyone okay does anyone need any healing or anything “ Izuku asked.
“ Nah, we’re good thanks for the help King “
Izuku smiled before he could get a chance to say anything else, his instincts took over and he jumped out of the way of wood attack from Kamui Woods.
“ Hey woody how you been “ Izuku jokes as he looks at Kamui Woods who fuming in rage at the vigilante
“ You! You took my catch! He was supported to be mine! “ Kamui barked in anger that someone else got the glory.
Izuku just sighs at the state that heroes and heroines have become “ Seriously? sigh man you idiot “ That comment just Kamui another gave reason to hit, he tried to use his breaches to capture him.
“ Yeah no bye bye! “ Izuku said as he used a {Teleportation Glyph Combo } to teleport away.
Kamui Woods then stares at the empty before having slouched a little with a depressing aura around him.
“ He..He got away “
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Aldera Junior High
Izuku made it to school sliding the door, walking over and sitting at his desk, taking his notebook out and writing down some more ideas Glyph combo, but he couldn’t help, but with his enhanced sense he couldn’t but hear some of commotion from the other students.
“ Hey did you hear the vigilante King stop a villain Tatooin Station today '' a female student said
“ Yeah, I heard that Kamui Wood, Death Arms, and new heroine Mount Lady showed up late are after King left “ other student added
“ ~sigh~ King is so dreamy I bet he’s super hot underneath that mask “ a female student fonts over him.
“ Ha! like King would take a bitch like you “ one students jokes
“ What did you say, slut! “
Izuku couldn’t help, but chuckle quietly knowing he was King the vigilante, after a few months of training he was able to get his titan form and magic under control. He was excited to become a hero, but that changed when the hospital where mother was taken over by a villain gang, but the worst part was the heroes were doing anything since they didn’t have the right quirk.
Couldn’t stand idly by, he took action and used his titan form and magic to save everyone including his mother and defeat the villains. Seeing the smiles and joy over those people's faces made Izuku realize something even heroes nowadays only care about the status quo and fame of being a hero and not caring about people they’re trying to save.
Izuku knew that not all men are equal, and values of being a hero are to protect the weak, to put others' needs above your own, being a hero isn't about others knowing you did something good, it's about YOU knowing you did something good. Being a hero is its own reward. He knew that not all heroes were like this. All Might was a prime example of this, but knew that All Might or other heroes couldn’t be everywhere. He thought back when the Titan King chose him to be like him. The reason why wanted to be a hero was so after that he made his decision.
From hence that forth he became The Titan Vigilante King in honor of the creature who gave him a chance.
So for the past three years, he has been living a normal life by day and fighting crime by night. He would train himself to the bone, physically, mentally, magically, developing new glyphs, glyph combinations, skills, and confidence. Then there was people's support and the heroes, at first people thought he was just another vigilante and heroes thought he was another annoyance, but soon after many of his efforts and many fights with villains and heroes alike.
People started seeing him as an actual hero while some heroes and heroines as well, but there were some heroes who see him as just another vigilante, but he didn’t care, all he cared about was that he was saving people.
His thoughts were interrupted by the entrance of the teacher, he was with a stack of papers in his hands.
"Calm down everyone, as you know this is your last school year and you have to decide what you will do in your future," he says as he sits behind the desk.
He remains silent for a couple of seconds until he throws the modules in the air.
"But who am I kidding, you all want to be heroes" As he says this, everyone starts cheering and using their quirks to show off, Izuku just looks down at his notes and ignores them as much as possible. Already knowing that this day would be worse than usual, he could feel it, considering that for ten years, almost every day was bad.
"Hey teach, do not include me among this garbage, at most they will be footstools for some unknown hero...... always if they are lucky," says arrogantly a boy with ash blonde hair, he had his feet on the desk.
"What do you mean by this, Katsuki? Are you looking down on us?! " shouts one of the students with an offended voice.
‘ Katsuki Bakugo, the arrogant narcissist asshole, obsessed with the idea that everyone is under him, he and I were once friends but since he received his quirk, explosion, he has become more and more arrogant and violent, I have become his favorite victim ever since; I have long since abandoned the idea that he and I can get along him and just focus on getting into UA and my vigilante work. ‘ Izuku thinks while looking at him.
"Did you say something, extras? Come on let's see what you do, you have no hope, after all, I'll be the only one going to UA" he says with an arrogant grin, he then jumps and stands on his desk, sparks coming out of his hands.
"I aced in all the mock tests, they will have the honor of having someone like me, future hero number one, I will become the most powerful, famous, and richer hero that will ever be known, even more than All Might!" Katsuki says, pride coming out of every pore, the teacher instead of stopping his rant looks at him with a proud smile, but it disappears as he notices a certain name among the forms, he turns towards the boy responsible for his disappointment.
‘ Izuku Midoriya, a quirkless waste, still thinks that he can be something that he will not be able to reach, I'll better destroy this madness ‘ He thinks maliciously.
"Midoriya also wants to go to UA, well.....this is surprising, I guess they accept everyone's requests nowadays......" he says passively but internally prepares for the show, everyone freezes on the spot including Katsuki, after a couple of seconds, they immediately look at the mentioned boy, without losing even a second, they all burst out laughing, some started to mock his waiting to be a hero, others were laughing too hard to even form an insult to say to the guy they consider inferior to them, a more punching bag and quirk target.
“ sigh I going to the general studies department UA has good curriculum “ Izuku said while everyone stopped laughing and stared at him for a second before getting back to class Bakugo on the other hand just grinned
Knowing that Izuku had finally learned his place. He would be mad that the Deku was heading to UA, but this might be a good thing. Cuz if the nerd gets lord over proving time and time again that he is superior in every way.
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Timeskip
After another boring school Izuku decided he would take the day off from vigilante. He was now home, after finishing his homework he decided to go out again to the mall.
After making it to the mall he thought about this new cafe that opened up. “ Okay, it should be around..”
BOOM!
An explosion caught his attention as he looked over to near a couple of blocks a building was on fire. While some people were panicking and worried, wondering where the heroes were.
“ What the hell, what happen! “
“ There are still people inside! “
“ Where are the heroes “
Izuku looks in surprised before he glance up and sky remembers the day he met King and words he said
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Flashback
“ Are you sure you want to do this “ Izuku asked the anthropomorphic bipeds canine creature
“ Well your the only one here and you seem to be a good person, But I can’t do anything unless you choose to accept it. So the question is, will you choose yourself “ King answered. Izuku looked at the magical creature for a second before looking at King with determination in his eyes.
Flashback Ended
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The sound of another explosion snapped Izuku out of his thoughts and looked back to the flaming building. Looking down slightly while having his hand lightly touch his face.
“ Well, that’s to be expected the life of a vigilante never sleep “ Izuku mutters before looking as his eyes changed with the power of his inner Titan flowing within him
“ Alright, time to get to work, It’s Hero Time “
Chapter 2
Summary:
Izuku experience his first day in high school how will this turn out.
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April: First Day Of The U.A Term
"Do you have everything?"
"Yup!"
"Your cell phone?"
"Have it!"
"Your wallet with your school I.D.?"
"In my pocket!"
"What about your tissues and handkerchief?"
"Got them."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"But are you-?"
"I'm sure Mom! I'm gonna be late!"
Izuku was at the front of his apartment, making sure he had everything he needed for school with his mother nervously asking him things to make sure. But he felt confident he was standing at least 6’1” in height and his body had become more of V Shape with a slightly slim waist and wider upper body it was not overly huge just right.
"I've got to hurry!" Izuku said as he put on his signature red shoes and quickly opened his front door.
"Izuku!" Inko called out to him.
"What?" Izuku turned back to his mom and saw a small smile with tears in the corners of her eyes.
Inko admired her son in his U.A. school uniform. "You look cool."
Izuku was partially taken aback by this, staring at his mother with a look of wonder. He then formed a determined smile on his face as he left his apartment yelling, "I'm off!"
He started to run down the street with the largest amount of excitement that he'd ever had. Today was his first day of school. And not just any school, but the number one hero academy of his dreams, U.A High. Even though he could use his magic to teleport, he decided to walk to school.
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Timeskip
After making it to school he was actually in awe walking through the halls of UA even though a small part of him that lingers in far off corners of his mind wishes that he was in the Hero Course that was to be expected. Even so he likes to be a vigilante due to the freedom and he was being a hero in his own way.
Izuku shook his head and started focusing on the task of finding his classroom.
‘ 1-C…..1-C…1-C…1-C… Oh! head it is ‘
Izuku stood outside the 1-C door. He had thought he had pulled the handle down but his hand refused to pull down. It stayed stuck there. He took a deep breath in and a deep breath out. The door knobs went down his second try.
The room buzzed with noise. Everyone was shouting about their unique traits and introducing themselves, clearly trying to outdo each other. Amidst the chaos, no one noticed the door handle turning. Izuku quietly entered, crouching beside one student whose head was resting on the desk, either out of exhaustion or an attempt to nap. Given the uproar, Izuku guessed it was the former. He chose not to disturb the boy, instead observing the pandemonium around him. Analyzing his classmates proved futile; it felt like being surrounded by fourteen Bakugo, minus the explosions and personal discomfort.
The atmosphere was wild. In one corner, three students gathered around an emitter, while a mutant was surrounded by admirers exclaiming about his cool shell. More students trickled in, embracing the chaos of a growing class. The last five fit right in, with one joining the emitter group to demonstrate her ability to create sparkles, and another sketching the patterns on the mutant's nose instead of touching his shell.
The noise surpassed the bell's ring. Students continued to roam between desks. Mic entered, unnoticed by most, though Izuku caught sight of his homeroom teacher's entrance, marked by speakers and yellow hair. Despite the commotion, no one else seemed to notice.
"Can I get a YEAH!" Present Mic shouted, overpowering the chatter. Students turned, startled, and scrambled to seats farthest from him. "That's good," Present Mic said. "I know the first day is exciting, but I'm already going to deafen you all. I'm sure those who weren't talking would appreciate it if you didn't ruin their hearing too." He gave a thumbs up, receiving a chorus of "yes's" and "yes, Mic-sensei." "Awesome! We'll do introductions after Nezu's Orientation. You'll likely learn each other's names during it. We'll handle it all when you return!" He stood at the front, waiting for a hand to raise or someone to speak up, but no one did. "Alright then, Listeners! Let's get moving! Follow me!" Izuku quickly packed his notebook and joined the others followed suit. They reached the first corner, merging with the lingering crowd. The halls were crowded with general education and hero course students. Several were pushed back, and Izuku saw teachers, including Mic, rushing to intervene.
The corridor had gradually begun to clear, thanks to a few heroes stepping in. Although the pace was akin to a snail's, at least they weren't standing still like sitting ducks. It took some time before they were all gathered in the hall. The students took seats similar to those Izuku had heard the hero exam participants used. The seating arrangement ascended in flights of stairs, reaching about five stories high, with each new row every five steps. It was clearly designed to accommodate all the students attempting to enter the academy.
The first few rows could hold the entire year. Izuku's assumption proved correct. Sixty students were crammed into the tenth row, divided by their courses. Management and Support had ample space, with no other class crowding them. He strained to hear why 1-B hadn't shared a row with 1-A but couldn't find out. Nezu hopped up to the microphone, reassuring Vlad King that the absence of one class was no cause for concern. Vlad's protests revealed the conversation. The animal's cough drew Izuku's attention. Its beady eyes fixed on the pair before returning to the microphone.
Nezu pulled out a notecard and spoke into a microphone that was far too tall for him, "Hello there, new students of UA!" A few murmurs broke out at that, the excitement of actually being there bubbling up in that moment. Nezu waited for them to quiet down before continuing. He didn't stare with his button eyes as he had when speaking to his friend. Izuku assumed it was because it was just the two of them. "I am sure you are very excited, but for now, we need to go through the rules and the map of our school. These are all included in the UA manual if any of you would consider buying it. Now, how about I get started?" Izuku listened to the entire speech, which covered rules and important guides like the nurse’s office and therapy with Hound Dog, which made Izuku wonder how he could be certified.
Izuku continued to listen until Nezu concluded the speech. Everyone then stood up and headed back to their classes. Izuku reviewed the schedule, contemplating how he could incorporate it into his vigilante activities. Upon returning to class, he immediately began working on his quirk analysis notebook. He sensed a presence nearby and felt a tap on his shoulder. "Hey."
Izuku turns his head slightly towards the left to see a young woman of an average build with dark hair. Her ear-length bangs are arched slightly up before they come down, which is styled into a set of low, curved pigtails. She has thin, stern-looking eyes with notable lower eyelashes. Izuku noticed that she blushed when he looked at her, which confused him, but shrugged it off.
“ Yes, is there something I can help you with “ Izuku asked, he could tell she was nervous for some reason.
“ W-Well my name is Chikuchi Togeike and I just wanted introduce myself since everyone got to at least to know someone in class “ Togeike said, but inside she couldn’t help, but blush seeing how cute and hot Izuku looked
‘ How can someone be so cute with face like that, with a body like that, that should be illegal ‘
“ Oh well it to meet you Togeike-san my name is Izuku Midoriya hope we can get along “ Izuku said with a bright smile which she thought
‘ So bright! ‘
“ It’s nice to meet you Midoriya-san. I hope this doesn't come out blunt, but what’s your quirk? “ She asked curiously as were some of the others.
“ Oh well I’m Quirkless “ He answered, as soon as he said that the mood changed everyone in the room started having different expressions on their faces, some ranging from surprise, opportunity, and even disgust.
Izuku sighs, feeling the same reaction he got back in his old school, he glance with a demanding expression.
“ Is that going to be a problem “ Izuku said, leaking out some of his Titan pressure. Everyone flinched at the overwhelming pressure he let out from just a look. They couldn’t figure out what this pressure was, but there was one thing for sure. If look could kill they be already dead.
“ No, nothing at all! “ They immediately said Izuku then returned to his normal self and smile.
“ Good, I hope we could get along with each other “
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Timeskip
After school in the middle of night, Izuku in his Titan Form on the side of the ledge of a building crouches down, looking down at the busy street seeing if there was any crime tonight.
After a minute or two Izuku hears something with his enhanced hearing a huge crash. Quickly leaping into the air, his wings flapped out, soaring through the air looking down and seeing a bulky yet muscular man who was covered in stones on his arms. And he carrying a big bag of money.
‘ Looks to be some sort of stone quirk ‘ Izuku soars down to the villain ready for action.
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“Hahaha! What a splendid haul tonight—no cops, no heroes, nothing to stand in my way!” the villain crowed, reveling in his easy victory.
“Yeah, I don’t think so,” came a voice, cutting through the night like a blade.
“Huh?!” The villain spun around, eyes widening as he saw Izuku charging at him, fist poised for a strike.
The villain narrowly evaded, darting into the street. Izuku skidded to a halt on the sidewalk, one leg extended, the other bent, his hand grazing the granite like a skater on ice. Rising slowly, he locked eyes with the villain, who clutched the bag of money with a grip of iron.
“You! It had to be you,” the villain snarled, but Izuku merely assessed the scene. A crowd had gathered, phones aloft, capturing the unfolding drama.
‘ This isn’t good, ’ Izuku thought, aware of the danger they were in. With a swift motion, he summoned his { Summoning Glyph }, conjuring his magic staff, which hovered in the air. A snap of his fingers, and the staff’s tip glowed, forming a protective barrier around him and the villain, shielding the onlookers.
The crowd gasped in awe, while the villain realized he was ensnared. “A barrier!” “Thievery is a serious crime, pal,” Izuku declared, advancing with two { Fire Glyphs } blazing in his hands. “So, how about you surrender and return the money, or do we do this the hard way?” Izuku hoped the villain would see reason.
“Screw you! Asshole!” the villain spat defiantly.
‘ Or not, ’
Izuku mused, launching two fireballs.The villain tossed the bag aside, crossing his arms as stones encased them like armor. The fireballs struck, pushing him back a few feet. Izuku seized the moment, unleashing a Sonic Shout, a torrent of sonic energy that pierced the air.
SRCEEEEEEE!
“AAAARRGGHH!” the villain cried, clutching his ears against the assault. Izuku dashed forward, fist drawn back, delivering a gut punch followed by an uppercut to the chin. The villain staggered, disoriented, as a splash of water hit him from nowhere. He glared at Izuku, who grinned. “Huh, you think a little water will stop me?” the villain sneered, drenched but undeterred.
“Well no, but did you know that water becomes a mischievous conductor when it dances with electricity?” Izuku remarked, a { Thunder Glyph } crackling at the tip of his finger like a miniature storm. The villain’s eyes widened in horror as he traced the serpentine trail of water leading straight to Izuku.
“Uh Oh.”
“ Uh Oh, Indeed, ” Izuku echoed, his voice a harbinger of the impending tempest. With a decisive flick, he unleashed a bolt of lightning that raced down the watery path, a furious serpent of energy seeking its prey.
The villain barely had a moment to react before the lightning struck, sending agony coursing through his body as if a thousand electrified needles pierced his skin. His screams echoed through the night, a symphony of pain, until Izuku mercifully ceased the onslaught.
“Gah!” the villain gasped, smoke curling from his scorched form, his body a tapestry of burns and bruises, twitching uncontrollably. He crumpled to his knees, then collapsed face-first onto the ground. Izuku approached cautiously, crouching beside the fallen foe. He pressed two fingers to the villain’s neck, feeling the steady thrum of a pulse—a sign that the villain was merely unconscious.
Izuku exhaled in relief, extending his hand to summon his staff. It flew into his grasp with a satisfying thud, just as the barrier began to dissolve. With a deft wave of his staff, Izuku conjured a { Plant Glyph }, summoning vines that coiled around the villain, ensuring he wouldn’t escape. Just then, the wail of sirens pierced the air, heralding the arrival of the police. “Perfect timing. The spell should hold until they get here. I wish I could stay, but I have an appointment,” Izuku said, his wings unfurling like a majestic bird of prey.
“Gotta fly.” With that, he soared into the starry night sky, leaving the scene behind. Moments later, the police arrived, officers swiftly assessing the situation. Detective Tsukauchi, a tall man with short black hair and rectangular eyes, stepped onto the scene. Clad in his signature tan overcoat and matching hat, with a black suit and green tie beneath, he surveyed the scene with a practiced eye. His officers were already detaining the villain, recovering the stolen money, and gathering witness statements, ensuring justice would be served.
“ Sir, “ Tsukauchi looks over and sees one of his officers who’s quirk gives him appearance of an ginger tabby cat
“ Yes, Tanagawa what did you find out “ Tsukauchi asked
“ Sir, witnesses report that it was the vigilante King who apprehended the villain with no casualties “ Tanagawa reports as Tsukauchi sighs while rubbing his neck.
It’s been three years since Vigilante King became active. He still remembers the first time he showed up when saved everyone in a hospital that the heroes couldn’t. Till this day, people are still giving heroes a hard time.
Not that King hasn’t been doing good, even most heroes including the police force himself also think King is one of good vigilantes, heck he is able to fix all the mess that he and villains cause.
Now tell many heroes that could do that?
But the law is the law, there have been rumors about HPSC wanting to make King a Pro Hero, but again this was rumors, but he also understood the situation villains were getting more frequent lately. Even with All Might around there still so much he could do with his condition.
Tsukauchi sighs knowing this was going to be a slit of paperwork.
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Back Izuku who was soaring through city seeing the millions of people enjoying their night. He thinks that that robber might be the only crime until
“ Ah someone help! “ Izuku immediately flies to action.
In a dark alleyway a couple cowards and fear being surrounded some dangerous, ugly looking thugs with some dangerous looking quirks.
” Hey babe why you pretty hot with tits like those why don’t come with us “ The thug said as his hand changed in monster like blade fingers
Before they could do anything, the thugs started being covered in { Ice Glyph } which caused them to be covered in ice
“ What the! “
“ The hell! “
“ SsssOoo Ccccold “
The couple was then confused until the man glanced before he see the one who saved them he gestures to his girlfriend as she looks in his direction, and sees King
“ You two okay “ Izuku asked
“ Yeah we’re okay, thank you King for saving us “ The woman said
Izuku then casually salute, at them before heading off into the sky once again looking more crime.
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The Next Day
Mulling over this had led Izuku to jot down some analysis on Ingenium’s most recently hired sidekicks, trying to devise the best strategy for dealing with Stain based on his attack patterns and Izuku’s theories about his Quirk. He was writing on the opposite page of some notes. He then felt a a buzz on his phone and pulled out show a notification
“ Vigilante King strikes again saving a couple from mugging before stopping a money heist “
Izuku smirks at this, before putting his phone back in his pocket then going back to his notes.
Chapter 3
Summary:
The Heroes think Izuku has multiple quirks, and Bakugo pisses off him and get pranked
Chapter Text
Nezu sat at the head of the conference table, holding his teacup; he took a long sip and a deep breath. They were waiting for one more member of the staff to join them. The door opened, and in walked many of the faculty was until all of them were in sitting in their chairs
“ Welcome everyone, I’ve called this meeting to talk about a recurring individual, “ Nezu said, clicking a button on his remote and showing it on a large monitor on the wall.
The screen shows images and videos of King and a list of all his Glyphs.
“ Oh it’s that big bug again “ Snipe spoke.
Aizawa was grumping about the vigilante, but Mic and Midnight were struggling to hold in their laughs. He then notices the two of them and glares. “ It’s not funny you two “ He said, but his coworkers/friends just burst laughing while holding their side tearing up from what he was talking about.
The others were confused why those two were laughing so much and why Aizawa was embarrassed.
“ Mic, Midnight care to explain to the rest of us “ Nezu asked.
“ I-It’s just that three of us encountered King one night and he actually hahaha *gasp* t-turned Eraser into a woman, bahahah tits, ass, pussy the whole works ahahahah he was even wearing a bunny suit Ack! Hey what the crap! “ Mic said, but was then smacked by Aizawa who was pissed at being humiliated. He looks at his others to see why we’re laughing too.
He really hated King ever since that vigilante had shown up. Things have been crazy and his schedule naps have been disturbed. He hated that guy with a passion, just as much as he hated kids. There also the fact he couldn’t erase his quirk.
“ It’s not funny, “ He grumbles.
“ Hehe while even if this is amusing, were you two able to identify the circle he uses” Nezu said while still chuckling at his staff misfortune. Midnight, who was to get her bearings together, takes a piece of paper and draws out the Glyph Combo.
Showing it to all of her colleagues, agreed that it was a different symbol and had to be a combo.
“ So it’s another combination one huh, “ Thirteen stated
“ Yeah, it seems that his arsenal is grrrrrowing even morrrrre “ Hound Dog added
“ Yes, and there isn’t anyway for us to counter it “ Cementoss stated
“ Not even my Eraser works on him, and Mic for the last time it’s not magic, magic doesn't exist “ Aizawa said, as he saw Mic childly glaring at him.
“ I’m telling it’s magic, it’s only way to explain it ” Mic argued, but everyone ignore him
“ The guy literally counters everything we throw at him, Eraser’s quirk doesn’t work on him, let’s Acknowledge The Corn fellas, King has us beat “ Snipe said, the other heroes didn’t admit tho it was true King was just too skilled and smart for them.
“ Did you also hear that the HPSC is actually thinking of making a King a Pro “ Midnight pointed out, which shocked the others expect for Nezu
“ You’re Kidding, I mean the guy may have being going at it for 3 years now, but that’s something that goes against our laws right? “ Mic explained
“ All of you have to remember, Young King has been pick up the slack from us, since my time limit in my hero form, not only that he literally has enough power to go toe-to-toe with me at 100% of my power and the fact that a lot of people and including some heroes are wondering why he hasn’t become one yet “ All Might said in skinny form, he knows ever since he met the vigilante he could tell that something odd about him, when he asked why was he doing. King explains the incident at the hospital where a gang took enough hostage and heroes just stood there because and King quote ‘ Didn’t have the right quirk ‘
But not him, he explained how his body moved on its own, as he couldn’t just stand around while watching innocent people get hurt. With that King sprung into action taking down the villains saving everyone which the heroes call out as a vigilante. Since, that day people have hit it hard on the heroes arguing about their credibility to be able to save people.
King soon became the number one vigilante on the list, every hero either tried to catch him or beat him in a fight, but all ended in failure with his skill and power. Even he was powerless to catch him, but Toshinori knew for one fact if King wasn’t a vigilante he would make a perfect successor to One For All, he saw in his eyes the fiery of passion and determination to save people, the driving instinct, that was someone he was looking for, ‘ Blast why he had to be vigilante’ of course he had already given it to Young Togata.
But still…..
“ Well, those rumors are actually true, but that's not what we need to discuss, but theses as well,” Nezu answered, then showed on the screen showing all the abilities of King“ As you can see, King has shown different types of abilities that aren’t similar to one another ranging from symbol creation, elemental control, flight, fire breath, sonic scream, and many others that I could list off, HPSC thinks that King possesses multiple quirks “ Nezu explains as the others knew something was up. All Might turned a little pale thinking it had been true could He could be alive.
“ Multiple quirk you’re serious, “ Vlad King claims. “ Yes, which is why The Hero Commission wants to get their hands on King “ Nezu answers, thinking something big is going to happen this year and just the arrival of All Might and One For All.
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UA’s gym is huge. There is a circuit already prepared when they arrive, and everyone has changed into their PE uniforms. Present Mic seems to be in a good mood and prepared for the action, since he has a whistle on his neck and a chronometer on his hand.
“Okay, listeners, we are going to make speed, reaction time, endurance and strength tests first and then some sparring matches using what you learned of self-defense in middle school. Of course, using quirks is not allowed, so don’t try!” Their homeroom teacher announces.
Izuku does pretty well. He has been training hard for years, so he finds them easy enough. He could do so much better if he used magic, but since he was a vigilante, he wouldn’t use his abilities unless it were absolutely necessary. When it’s the time for the sparring matches, he gets paired with a muscly boy whose name he doesn’t remember.
“Yamada-sensei, switch my partner. This guy is quirkless, I’m going to crush him. It’s not a fair match.”
Izuku is annoyed. He is not going to stand still anymore.
“I agree, it’s unfair. Your footwork is terrible.”
“What did you say?” He exclaims, livid
“I said that your footwork sucks.”
Everyone stares at the scene horrified, except Shinsou. He is trying to hold back the laughter.
“Midoriya, are you sure you want to do this?” Yamada asks. “Your grade won’t be affected if you refuse.”
“I’m not going to lose.”
Yamada doesn’t look too convinced, but accepts his decision.
“Alright. Midoriya will be defending himself first. You know the rules. Don’t aim at the head or soft spots, don’t use excessive force.” He looks at the other kid as a warning. “Three, two, one… Start!”
The boy throws a punch quickly, but Izuku blocks it. Even if he is fast, his balance isn’t good and he is not moving his fists and arms properly. It makes him predictable and Izuku keeps dodging. It frustrates the boy, which makes him clumsier. Izuku knows that if he landed a punch with his fist like that he will probably break a finger, so he makes an extra effort to avoid it. After the three assigned minutes, Present Mic asks them to switch roles. Everyone keeps their eyes glued at them, wanting to see the outcome of the fight.
“Three, two, one… go!”
After observing his opponent, he guesses he is more used to fistfights, so he goes for a low kick instead. Surprised, his opponent tries to block him with his own leg. Izuku uses the movement to go for the other leg while simultaneously pushing at his chest. Even if he didn’t use too much strength, the poor balance of the boy makes him fall over.
“Midoriya wins!” Present Mic says excitedly. He didn’t expect it, but thinks it’s a nice surprise.
“You cheated!” The boy accuses, humiliates.
“ Hey that’s enough of that, it was a fair fight, now on to the next one “ Present Mic said, stopping anything before it happens. The boy glares at Izuku before he just walks off.
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Later in the Day
Izuku was currently in the cafeteria eating alone while working on some of his notes in peace, he was also thinking if he should go on patrol tonight. He has been doing his vigilante work nonstop, so maybe he should take a vacation.
However…
“ Villains are getting bolder since All Might hasn’t made that many appearances, and even with me picking up the slacked. What to do, what to do “ He muttered to himself, while he leaned his head leaning on his palm, using his arm as support, using his other hand holding his pencil tapping on his notebook.
He then started thinking why All Might hasn’t been showing much appearances. From all the news reports and attacks All Might sightings have been becoming more and more rare for the last couple of years. But now, the limit seems to be around 4 to 3 hours or at least that’s what he theorized, but still the heroes nowadays have been getting lazy thinking that they can live the sweet life. Thinking that All Might would come in and save the day again.
Thinking more about the situation more, but his thought was cut off, when a hand smashed in front of his food and notes, Izuku sighs not even glancing up to knowing who it was.
“ So Deku still eating all alone, just like the pathetic loser you are “ Bakugo sneered, Izuku was annoyed by this, but the fool just on continuing.
“ So how does it feel, knowing that all that spat about becoming a hero you end up being just general studies loser no more than a waste of space “ Katsuki spat more trying to get Izuku pissed.
‘ That’s because I'm a vigilante, you son of bitch ‘ Izuku thought, he could sense his Inner Titan was getting pissed, wanting nothing to tear him to shreds apart. But he knew that would lead to him getting an experiment on and he didn’t want that.
Bakugo noticed he wasn’t paying attention, which he didn’t like at all. “ Oi! you think you can just ignore me you little shit “ Bakugo said while getting closer to Izuku’s face. Izuku tried to keep himself calm, but this asshole wasn’t making it easy.
‘ That’s it { Time Glyph } ‘ Izuku silently cast a time spell that covered that entire school without no one noticing, the whole area around them became black, white, and gray, the students all around froze in place and it wasn’t just them.
Everything froze in place as someone pushed the pause button on a movie. Yet, the only person who wasn't frozen was Izuku in full color with a dark purple magical aura around. He glance up seeing Bakugo frozen mid-rat.
“ *Sighs* And to think we actually used to be best friends “ Izuku muttered, looking at the explosive Pomeranian for moment his brain *Ding* with a mischievous idea that made him grin.
He uses a { Manipulation Glyph } to make Bakugo telekinetic float in the air slightly as a blue aura surrounds him. Izuku smiled as he moved Bakugo back to his classes table before, looking at each student until he stopped at a boy with purple balls on his head. Luckily for him the time spell allows him to move things and people. He arranges the two furiously and passionately making out, Izuku chuckles at that, looking at his work.
‘ Okay now, I know that if I start time now, it might look suspicious,’ Izuku thought, as he glanced at the camera in the corner of the room, In the couple of months he’s been in the school he made sure that every point where there was every camera was check just in case he needed to use his magic or change.
Thinking about how he solved this problem, another idea pops into his head. He then started moving other people around in various positions, but not in a creepy way. He just had some of the female students sit on the laps of some of male students. But now it was his turn towards two girls that would be perfect. “ Okay, you two will do, you two are really cute “ Izuku said while looking at the girl, one having long black hair in a ponytail while the other had short purple hair and strange earlobes. He proceeded to float them back to his table, positioning himself and the girls as they sat on each of his legs. He get into position as he was before and started counting down.
“ 5..”
The magic circle around the area started glowing.
“ 4..”
It started getting small and small as the magic faded away.
“ 3..”
Time slowly started up again.
“ 2..”
Izuku thinking to himself..
“ 1..”
‘ It’s showtime... ‘
“ AAAAAHHH WHAT FUCK GRAPESHIT, DIE! “ Bakugo pulling from his short classmate before throwing an explosion at him
Izuku then heard more screaming and yelling…
“ Ah what the hell am I on your lap ew gross Shinso get off, “
'' You're on me! "
“ Um Kendo, why are you on my lap? “
“ How should I know! “
“ UGH! *Blarg* GOD I KISS *Gak* MONOMA BLEACH! I NEED *Blaargh* BLEACH! “
“ HeyHeyHey Tamaki why are me and Yuyu on your lap “
“ H-help “
More and More Chaos was going around. Izuku was laughing inside, but he knew he would keep up the act. He then looked at the girls who were just staring blankly at him. But he noticed that they were fant blush on their cheeks.
“…”
“…”
“ Um Hi…”
“ Um Hello “
“ Yeah Hey, “
“ So…”
“ Um Yes…”
“ Yeah, this is awkward “
“ Jiro! “
“ What I’m just saying “
“ So you name is Jiro okay, I’m Izuku Midoriya nice to met you “
“ Yeah, I’m Kyoka Jiro “
“ And I’m Momo Yaoyorozu “
“ It’s nice to meet you two, this is a messy situation, but at least you’re not with that shrimp “ Izuku said while pointing at Bakugo flinging around his short classmate.
Momo and Jiro shuddered at the response and subconsciously gripped his sleeve. While Izuku chuckle, but what didn’t notice Jiro‘s quirk pick up something odd.
*̸̞̤̜̰̥̗͓̈́̈́͌̇̎̈́̀̃̋̂̅͋͑̏̕͠͝ ̴̡̧̛̛̭̩̼̘͉̤̘̤̰͉̭̜͉̖̂͋̏̈́͂͊̍̒͆͛̀͜T̷͚̯̏̿̎̈͛͛̑̎̾́͝h̸̜̺̲̻̰̩͕͉̔͗̇̍̽̌̓̈̋̀̃̎̓͆͒̏̕͘͜͝͠u̷̢͈̬̥͙̫͈̖̥̬̼͑͊m̷̳̯̀̏̄́̈́́͝p̴̣͕̪͇̖̪̳̫̲̯̝̩̃̌͌̀̐̓̔̆͆̕͝͝͝ͅ ̷̤͕̯͕̱̦̰̮̘͓̳̭̺̝̩̫̺̿̾͛͗̆̽̏̀̾̎͑̄̀̃̀͋̋͝͠*̸̨̛̗͖̣̯̖͕͖̠͖̬̖̦͖͉͔̼̀̈́̈́̃̃̄͑̅͂͆̋̊̕͠ ̵̭̹͌̊͗͂̔̔͋̅̃̃̎͘/*Thump*
Jiro was surprised by that sound while looking at Izuku ‘ What the heck was that, was that his quirk’. Izuku then noticed her expressions and tilted his head slightly which she thought was cute “ Is something wrong? “
Jiro blushes slightly then looked away in embarrassed “ N-No nothing at all, but I have to to asked something “ “…Okay what is it “ Izuku asked
“ What’s your quirk “
“ Oh, I’m quirkless “ Izuku answered as Jiro’s eyes widened ‘ Quirkless! No way ‘
“ Oh so you don’t quirk “ Momo asked curiously known that the quirkless people rate is low.
“ Yeah, that’s right “ Izuku said nonchalantly, Jiro was thinking about what she heard and if it couldn’t be from a quirk.
Then what was it?
Chapter 4
Summary:
The rise of an old enemy, as the rise of the League of Villains
Chapter Text
In the unfathomable depths of the cosmos, where the chill of space reigns supreme, a colossal, luminescent sphere hovers a glyph-etched barrier of enigmatic design. Upon closer examination, it reveals a prism-shaped vessel, a marvel of technology far beyond the grasp of mere mortals. Yet, the true wonder lies within. Venturing inside, one encounters an array of advanced apparatus, leading to a vast, oval cockpit where three statues bathe in a mystical purple glow. Each statue is draped in flowing robes adorned with celestial motifs, their heads crowned with nightcap-like hats, each tip adorned with planetary charms.
However, a closer look reveals the glow around them flickering, wavering like a candle in the wind. The light on the leftmost statue fades, and the stone begins to tremble. Cracks like spider webs appeared across its surface, and the right hand breaks free, fingers stretching and curling into a fist. As the fissures spread to its face, a void-like chasm opens, revealing a starry abyss. From this emptiness, a shallow breath echoes, and a glowing orange eye emerges, piercing the darkness with an ominous gaze, as if peering into the very essence of one's soul.
“ T̴̨̨͙̘͖͖̗̤͔̤̤͙̻͔̱͔̔̒̋̎͌͆̅͑͌̕͜͜ͅị̷̢͒͗́̑̓͋͑̂̀̀̂̅̿͋̍͗́̏̑̋̓̏̂̅͆̈͑͘̚͝͝͠ṫ̸̢̧̛̬̤̞̯͕͕̔̑͌͛̏̉̏̏̽̓̌̊͌͐̎͜͜ͅą̷̛̣̹̺͙̮̥̜̀͒̎̋͗̀͛̈́͗͒͛̃̐̈́́̈͒̀́̓͊̎̇͒́̊̌̌͐͋̊̂͌͗̇̈̚̚͝͠ͅń̷̯̳͊̏́̒̈́̿͆̇͑̃̎̔̂̈̇̚̚͝͝ “
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“ * Gasp * No!” Izuku jolted awake in the dead of night, his breath a ragged symphony of panic. His hand shot forward, ready to conjure a { Fire Glyph} , while his left arm and hand had transformed into a titan's formidable form. He stared at the wall, his chest heaving, a cold sweat clinging to his skin. It took a few heartbeats for reality to seep back in, it was just a dream. Or was it?
His gaze fell to his titan hand, and with a deep breath, he dispelled the spell. As clarity returned, he pondered the dream, realizing it was more than a mere figment of sleep it was a vision. The barrier, the ship, the statues, they were all too vivid. With the transformation into a Titan, King’s memories, skills, and knowledge had flooded his mind, revealing the truth of what was to come.
“No... it’s impossible. The seal should have held,” Izuku muttered, his hand covering the left side of his face as he looked down. “No, this would have happened anyway, but the fact remains they’re coming…” His grip tightened on the sheets, frustration and anger simmering within, his Inner Titan growling at the thought of facing those creatures once more. Izuku lifted his head, his face still partially obscured, but the eye that remained visible had turned completely Titan. His presence was enveloped in a high-pressure aura.
“The... Archivists are coming.”
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The Next Day
“ Okay, what the hell “ Izuku mutters seeing the crowd of reporters crowding around the entrance to the school. The press were hounding the students trying to get into UA about having All Might as a teacher, but as a Gen Ed student, Izuku had only seen him appear to give a brief greeting to UA at the orientation.
But again this didn’t stop them from bugging him.
“ Hey kid are y-“
“ I’m quirkless “ Izuku said as the reporter just click his lips before going back to the crowd, but he was able to hear “ * tick * quirkless freak “ Izuku sighs as he continues through the crowd, then walking to class before he was late.
The female reporter now asked Uraraka, "Are you one of All Might's students? Tell us! What's the Symbol of Peace like in person?"
Uraraka said, nervously, "Um, what's he like? Well…, he's super muscly."
The reporter asked Iida now, a bit frustrated, "Tell us! How is he faring as a teacher? What are you learning?"
Iida said, "His leadership and wisdom reminds me on a daily basis that I attend the world's most prestigious educational institution. Of course, he is the personification of honor and integrity one would expect. But he's also not afraid to show his students his humorous side. It's truly a unique opportunity to be under the direct tutelage of the Pro we all admire.", by now the reporters were bored to listen to his speech.
The same reporter started walking behind Bakugo, while asking, "Excuse me, kid! Are you in All Might's class? Oh, aren't you that Sludge Villain kid?", Bakugo just angrily said, "Walk away."
The reporter now asked Aizawa kindly, "Please sir, can you get All Might for us?", and whisper-said, "Also you look like a mess. What's your deal?", while a few reporters and cameramen moved away from him.
Aizawa said, "All Might's not on campus today. Get out of here.", while making a shooing action, "You have disturbed my students enough already.", and started walking away.
She asked, a bit loudly, "But my viewers wanna know how he has adjusted to his life as a teacher."
As Aizawa was walking away, someone said, "I feel like I've seen that guy before.", she then said, "I don't know but he is a bit scruffy for a hero."
Aizawa was thinking, 'How does All Might ever get anything done with this media circus stepping on his cape?'
The female reporter got angry and said, "All Right! If you won't bring All Might out, I'll get myself!", while the Cameraman behind her warned, "No! Hold On!"
As she moved towards the school to get in, the school defense system activated and shut down the school gate.
She got scared, and screamed, with her eyes nearly bulging out, "What's happening?"
The cameraman said, "Don't you know about the school's defenses? This gate is the U.A. Barrier."
She shouted, "Defences!? It practically killed me."
He said, pointing at the glowing red lights, "Yeah, well it's designed to stop anyone who doesn't have a student ID or special pass for entering the campus. Guess it works.", U.A. school was shown with U.A. Barrier activated, while he continued, "Apparently, there are security sensors like this all over the place."
The female reporter said, "Keeping the public out! This school thinks it's untouchable! The least they can do is grant me one interview.", the cameraman said, "I know right. We have been here for two days and I don't even have a single comment on the record yet."
What he didn’t noticed is that across the street behind the report was hooded figure, He wore a long-sleeve black shirt along with black pants and red shoes. He had bushy blue hair, no one couldn't see his face clearly because of the way his face was shadowed under the light.
After gettting to class he sat down in his seat, soon everyone gets seated Present Mic comes in and starts the class, as everyone follows the lesson Izuku was thinking upping up his training if the Archivists were coming he would need to be prepared luckily for him he knows the Archivist’s magic signature so he would know if they showed he’d be ready.
“ Hey, look alive little listeners, who can solve this problem “ Mic asked
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{Lunch Time}
In the quiet solitude of the lunchroom, Izuku found himself once again ensconced in the world of his quirk analytics notes, a fortress of scribbles and calculations that offered a semblance of calm to his jittery nerves. Around him, the air buzzed with the symphony of camaraderie laughter like tinkling bells, conversations weaving a tapestry of warmth, and jokes that danced like fireflies in the summer dusk. He sighed, a wistful breeze escaping his lips, 'That seems nice.'
Embracing the mantle of a half Titan had been a choice he made with eyes wide open, a path he tread without regret or complaint. In this alternate view of his dream, he was a savior, a guardian of lives, and that was the heart of the matter. Yet, the shadow of loneliness sometimes stretched long, and the label of 'quirkless' was a weight that never quite lifted. He clung to the hope that normalcy would return once he vanquished those collector fiends, a beacon of light at the end of a tumultuous journey.
Suddenly the bell started ringing, the students looked alarmed. A female robotic voice warned, " WARNING! LEVEL 3 SECURITY BREACH! ALL STUDENTS EVACUATE THE FACILITY IN AN ORDERLY FASHION! " , mid alarm the students started to run.
‘ Oh for the love of Titan ‘
" Someone must have managed to get past the school barrier. It hasn't happened in my 3 years here. We should get going!", as the student ran away.
Students' screams were heard throughout the corridor, as they kept pushing each other to get out of the school. Izuku just waited in back with his arms crossed and leaned his back towards the glass window while tapping his foot patiently, but he couldn’t help finding this annoying and funny, but mostly annoying.
‘ Heh, and they want to be heroes, what a joke ‘
Glancing back behind himself he then noticed that it was the media that were behind it.
‘ I see, they are persistent I’ll give them that much ‘
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Back in the destroyed U.A. Gate:-
The reporter yelled angrily, "All you have to do is give us All Might! He's here somewhere!"
Present Mic said, calmly, "It's his day off."
Another said, "Just give us one good comment on the record and then we'll leave."
Aizawa then said, "I know how you people work. We give you an inch and you'll want a mile."
Present Mic leaned towards Aizawa's ears and whispered, "Hey, they are trespassing. That means they are kinda like villains. Why don't we just beat them up?"
Aizawa then whispered, "Don't you even think about it. Unless you want your name dragged into the mud. Let's wait for the cops."
Present Mic just tsked.
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Back in the corridor:-
‘ Okay this is getting out of control, maybe I should use my magic ‘ Izuku thought as he stretched out his finger stealthy making a magic circle, but then his eyes caught a guy was floating, Izuku then tusks his finger away.
‘ Okay let’s see how this goes ‘
“ ENGINE BOOST! GO!", the student yelled as he started to spin in the air.
His classmates saw him, as he whizzed past the panicked students.
He got smashed to the wall, looked at the students, and thought, 'This is it! Be concise, clear, confident, and MAKE AN IMPACT!' , while he held on to a pipe for support.
Iida started shouting, "Listen Up! Everything is OK! It's just the Media outside! There's absolutely nothing to worry about! Everything's fine! We are U.A students! We need to remain calm and prove that we are the best of the best!
The panic subsided almost as quickly as it had risen, replaced by murmurs of relief and sheepish looks. Teachers began arriving, directing students calmly. As Izuku was walking to his classroom he couldn’t help, but glancing at the window seeing the police cars came, Present Mic waved his hand and said, "That's a wrap! Get these vultures out of our station!"
Meanwhile, the destroyed front gate was being inspected by the U.A. staff; Midnight, Recovery Girl, Thirteen, and the U.A. Principal, Nezu, a.k.a. Rat Satan.
Nezu spoke, "How were the ordinary members of the press able to bypass our security system? Someone else must have been behind this. Some villains actually managed to infiltrate our school. But was this purely a show of power or declaration of war?"
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“ Man, lunch was really crazy, “ Mina said with female classmates while on the bus taking them a unknown location for their rescue training class.
“ Yeah, but luckily that Iida and Yaoyorozu stopped the crowd “ Toru said in costume, excited about their hero class.
While her classmates chattered away, Jiro found herself adrift in a sea of contemplation, pondering her tumultuous journey in the hero course. Her time there had been nothing short of chaos—a single, all-encompassing word that encapsulated her experience. Class 1A, under the watchful eye of Aizawa Shota, was a barely contained tempest.
First, there was Bakugo Katsuki, hunched over like a volcano on the brink of eruption, his simmering fury barely contained. His confrontations with her classmates only stoked the flames of his explosive rage, particularly towards those he deemed weaker. Then there was Todoroki Shoto, the son of the Number Two Hero, Endeavor. He was an iceberg to Bakugo's wildfire—cold, distant, and exuding an aura of barely suppressed power and... was it resentment? Jiro couldn't quite tell. Their one-sided rivalry, fueled by Bakugo's aggression and met with Todoroki's silent, almost disdainful indifference, created a constant undercurrent of tension in the classroom. Aizawa seemed entirely unfazed by it, cocooned in his yellow sleeping bag at the back of the class like a disinterested caterpillar.
Disappointing. The word echoed in Jiro's mind, surprising her with its intensity. She had expected Eraserhead, to be this super ninja hero with super skills, power and be cool teacher true his quirk was cool and he did have skill, but to be a different kind of teacher. But in reality, he was... a dick. His lectures were minimal, practical demonstrations brief. He seemed more interested in weeding out the "unfit" through brutal surprise tests than in nurturing their potential.
In this storm, the only anchors were Yaoyorozu Momo and Iida Tenya. Momo, the Class Representative, possessed a quiet authority and sharp intellect that commanded respect. Iida, the Vice Rep, was a whirlwind of earnest energy and rigid adherence to rules, his frantic arm-chopping a constant, oddly comforting sight. They were the ones who corralled the chaos, organized study sessions, mediated minor disputes—though Bakugo was usually beyond mediation—and genuinely tried to foster a sense of order.
In the curious tapestry of friendships, Yaoyorozu and her companion wove an unexpected bond, a swift alliance that defied the usual social currents. While they mingled amiably with the other girls and even some of the boys, there lingered a sentiment among some: "Ugh, why are guys such pigs?" Yet, today, her mind was a fortress of focus, dedicated to the rescue training ahead, hoping the day would unfold without a hitch.
"Alright, settle down," Aizawa's voice, weary yet commanding, sliced through the chatter as the bus rolled to a halt at the USJ entrance. "We're here. Remember, this is a rescue training facility. Our focus shifts from combat to saving lives in disaster scenarios. Stay alert and follow Thirteen's instructions." As they disembarked, the vastness of the USJ momentarily swept Jiro's anxieties aside. It was a miniature world encased in a colossal dome: a shipwreck zone, a conflagration zone, a mountain zone, a landslide zone, and even a central plaza with a crumbling fountain. The air thrummed with the promise of simulated calamities.
At the top of the entrance stairs stood Thirteen, the Space Hero. Ochako Uraraka practically vibrated with excitement. "It's Thirteen! Oh my gosh! The rescue hero!" she whispered, her eyes sparkling like stars. Tsuyu Asui, ever pragmatic, added a quiet "Ribbit. Very impressive."
Thirteen raised a hand in greeting. "Welcome, students! It's wonderful to have you here at the USJ! Today, we'll be focusing on the fundamentals of disaster rescue." Aizawa interjected, his voice as tired as ever. "Before we start, where's All Might? He was supposed to be here." Thirteen hesitated. "Ah… he's, um, indisposed today." A collective groan rose from the class. Kirishima slumped. "Aww, man! I was looking forward to training with him!"
A sudden flicker of movement at the central plaza fountain below caught Jiro's eye. Then another. And another. Figures were materializing out of thin air, coalescing from swirling black mist that seemed to bleed out of the very ground near the fountain. Dozens of them. Rough-looking individuals, some bearing obvious mutations, others clutching crude weapons. A cold dread, entirely different from classroom anxiety, settled over him.
Thirteen paused, her helmet tilting. "Hm? Is that part of the exercise…?" Their voice trailed off as the mist coalesced further, forming into a tall, elegant figure draped in darkness—a living shadow with glowing yellow eyes. Beside him, stepping out of the fading mist, was a man who made Jiro's blood run cold. He was slender, almost frail-looking, but radiated an aura of pure, chilling menace. His most striking feature was the array of severed hands clinging to his body—one covering his face like a grotesque mask, others gripping his arms, neck, and torso. His hair was an unkempt tangle of pale blue, and his eyes, visible beneath the hand-mask, held a disturbing vacancy mixed with intense, unsettling curiosity. He wore simple, dark clothes, but the hands made him look like a macabre puppet.
The man with hair the color of a stormy sea absentmindedly scratched his neck with a hand not currently obscuring his face. When he spoke, his voice was a dry rasp, echoing eerily in the cavernous space.
"Thirteen… and Eraserhead…" His head tilted, eyes scanning the students above like a predator sizing up its prey. "According to the schedule we retrieved… All Might was supposed to be here." He paused, and his vacant eyes seemed to sharpen with a sudden intensity.
"I wonder… where is he?" A collective gasp rippled through the students. Aizawa’s posture snapped from weary to lethally alert, his capture scarf unwinding slightly as his eyes narrowed, glowing faintly red with the activation of his Erasure quirk, scanning the villains below.
"Thirteen, protect the students!" he barked, already moving forward with the grace and speed of a hunting panther. The villain with hands draped over his face slumped his shoulders slightly.
"He’s not here…? How irritating. We went through all this trouble…" He sighed, the sound like dry leaves scraping across stone. "Well… I suppose we’ll just have to make do. Kurogiri." The shadowy figure beside him, Kurogiri, gave a slight bow.
"Yes, Tomura Shigaraki." His voice was a deep, resonant baritone, smooth as velvet yet devoid of warmth. Before anyone could react, Kurogiri’s form expanded—not violently, but with a terrifying grace. The inky black mist surged upwards and outwards with alarming speed, swallowing the light and blotting out the entrance platform. It felt cold and cloying, like sinking into tar.
"Scatter them," Shigaraki’s raspy voice commanded, barely audible over the sudden rush of the void. "And kill them all." Panic erupted. All they felt next was the suffocating darkness, as the mist enveloped them completely, leaving them to face their unwitting fate.