Hey everyone sorry for the delay in chaps. I'm still having a few irl problems but it's life you know. Side note my mom found out I write fan fics so I'm absolutely terrified that she'll figure out how to read them one day. The last thing I need is to start writing smut only for her to read it. 😂
Anyway hope you all are well And lets get into the chapter but first.
Today's question is: Who has the most underrated quirk for real-world use?
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[Musutafu, Japan]
[Aldera Junior High]
[Izuku Midoriya]
[First Person POV]
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I sat at my desk one hand squeezing a grip strengthener absently to the rhythm of 20 min by Lil Uzi. Mainly because I was still trying to figure out what music from my last life was around and what wasn't. Not to mention things seemed to come out completely randomly which was fucking annoying.
Turns out, lots of songs and music from my past life are not only popular but also making a comeback during this time period. It's always easy to forget that I'm in the far future. So you have some songs considered old and other things that are still coming out today.
Sadly I never got to find out what the one piece was which will always be one of the greatest regrets of my entire life.
To my friends and family, I just have a strange taste in music and shows. Like someone born in the 2000's having a thing for 80's and 90's music. It's one of many things my classmates often whisper about me.
I get the glances and other whispered chatter about me from my fellow students. I've never had many friends in this life. Mainly because I have basically nothing in common with kids. I didn't really see the point in finding too many friends who weren't canon characters.
The feeling seemed to be rather mutual, mainly because who wants to be friends with the one quirkless kid in school? Fair enough since I'm basically the protagonist from Sky High but with extra steps and emerald green and night black hair.
That doesn't matter to me though. I've waited years for today, yet this particular school day seemed to drag on forever. I sighed waiting for something, anything to happen. But no, just boring waiting until my last class.
The bell rang, I stood up, and walked out. Then I went to my next class over and over again. Until finally I arrived at the moment I was waiting for.
My teacher was a brown-haired old man whose name I never bothered to remember the name of. Finally asked the critical question I've been waiting for.
"Now you're all third-year students so it's time you all start thinking about what you want to do with the rest of your lives."
The class groaned in that dull boredom that all high schools feel when they have to do something tedious.
"I could pass out some career aptitude tests but why bother?" Some of the students began to activate their quirks. One with a stone growing from his head gained more and also coated his hand in rock. Another grew floating hairs, and one grew long spikes all over his fists.
"After all its obvious you all want to be heroes." The teacher said flinging the papers all over the place. The entire class cheered and one student with flames coming from her hands even burned one of the papers in excitement.
The class kept carrying on and on but I gotta tell you junior high always bored the hell out of me even at its most interesting points.
I just waited for class to be dismissed I needed to leave and take my special route home where All Might would arrive. I stared out the window, longing for the destiny that awaits me.
"Hey, Midoriya don't you want to go to UA too?" The teacher asked, and by teacher I mean fucking snitch because how did he expect his entire class of teens to react to him announcing the one quirkless kid in the whole school wanting to go to the nation's number 1 hero school.
"Huh?" I said looking at the teacher again, at some point I had drifted off back into my own thoughts.
"Ha as if there's no way UA would take a quirkless loser like Deku," Katsumi said laughing while standing on her desk. I rolled my eyes which only made her growl.
"First of all having a quirk isn't a requirement to get in, secondly half of you have quirks so useless I'd rather be quirkiness, I'm looking at you, Baldy! Pulling out your eyes an extra foot isn't cool it's just gross and basically begging for a villain to chop them off." I said standing up and pointing at a bald kid who could pull on his eyes to stretch them out. Before the kid could respond I looked away from him.
"Third I couldn't care less about what any of you extras think. Lastly, I bet most of you would fail before we even got to the practical exam! So if you all have nothing else to say, then please shut up!" I shouted eyeing the rest of the class. They were all quiet even Katsumi looked a bit hesitant for some reason. Even the teacher didn't say anything.
They just stared at me. Was it really that surprising that I yelled in class? I hadn't done it before true but even so, it was strange.
They still didn't say anything even as I packed my bag and walked right out of that class. I didn't care much though. Today was special, important in a way none of these no-name background characters could ever understand. To them today was just any other day; to me, this was a turning point in history.
Today I just might gain the power to change things on a global scale. Shigaraki, All for one, Overhaul, and countless other villains all faced off against One for all. That power could determine whether or not people like them could reign free and wipe entire cities off the map, be stopped and spend the rest of their lives in a cell, or have their lives ended entirely.
I sighed, maybe I was being too harsh they were just kids after all. I decided it was best to just let it go, shaking my head I whipped out my phone, changed the music to Juice Wrld instead of more Uzi, and started texting my group chat with Izumi and Toga.
Izuku🐉: Hey I'm headed back home a different way from usual. Don't wait for me.
Toga🩸: K see u later 👋.
Izumi🥦: K get home safe big bro.
Looking up from my phone I smiled and put it back in my pocket. Then I start to walk towards the bridge I know All Might and the sludge villain will show up.
I started feeling anxious about this like five minutes after I even started walking the route.
Questions race through my mind faster than ever and I even caught myself muttering like the original Izuku. I only noticed because of those same purple and black kanji that show up in the show which are real here. It's just another difference but it's just one more thing I usually try to ignore. Today though it's throwing me off something wild.
'What if All Might doesn't show up? What if he doesn't choose me? What if I die at the sludge villain's hands? What if I'm unworthy of the power? Hell, I'm basically cheating just to get it in the first place.'
Doubt filled me, overflowing from every angle. But before I could fully drown in my doubt I stopped in my tracks.
I was here. Under the famed bridge that would change my fate forever. It felt overwhelming. Like standing before a destiny that you just aren't prepared for.
I stared down at the sewer grate that All might was supposed to come bursting out of at any moment. Except for the fact that I'm early, like, super early.
I sighed "What the hell am I doing?"
Walking over to a wall I took off my bright yellow book bag and sat down next to it. I took a deep breath and smacked both cheeks simultaneously.
"Alright calm down Izuku. Think!" I said as I wiped out my hero notebook.
Opening it and drawing a pencil from my pocket I began to draw. It wasn't anything specific, just random concepts most of them for my future hero costume and name.
Between the different scribbles and rhythmic patterns were detailed notes on heroes. Theories on how their quirks worked, how to use them, how to fight them, and most importantly how to beat them.
Then there were the support item concepts. Each of them was designed with the future in mind. Bubble bombs that would foam up and solidify around opponents, like a more durable and less harmful elephant toothpaste, or like Honey Lemon's chem balls from Big Hero 6. Wrist gauntlets designed after Black Widow's stingers, or "Widow's Bites," are basically wrist-mounted electroshock weapons made to neutralize enemies with high-frequency electrical jolts.
There were other weapons and tools that I had planned out but I haven't had the chance to build any of them in this life. I didn't have any engineering experience in this life either and it's been over a decade since my last so I'd definitely need time to knock off the rust.
I plan to present them to a certain pink-haired inventor, though, and see if I can get her help as well. I also hoped I could maybe get something going with Malissa or David Sheild if possible. I had already confirmed that I-Island existed a while ago so it was probably true that the rest of the movies were real too.
"Just another headache." I signed again running my fingers through my hair before going back to my latest sketch. This particular one wasn't for me but Izumi. I was designing a specialized belt helpful in holding objects she could throw or use in other contexts.
I always thought she was rather inefficient in the use of her quirk. Not to the same level as Katsumi but still similar. Izumi and I had a long-time bet on how long it would be until Katsumi would figure out she could fly but little did she know a had the same bet running on her.
She could telekinetically float most objects so it's not a stretch she could do the same with her clothes. I've also seen her uproar flowers when we were kids as well so it probably works on living things as well.
I chuckled, a smile crossing my face at the memory. She cried for hours after realising she had killed it. The only thing that had stopped my laughter was Aunty Mitsuki knocking me over the head with one of her "fists of love!"
Apparently, she learned it from one of her old high school teachers or something.
I kept drawing and designing occasionally writing some notes and stray ideas here and there. There were so many things I wanted to do in this life that I hadn't had the chance for in this life that I wanted to do in my last. Sports, music, art, business, fashion, and a whole assortment of other things.
I had notebooks of songs, costume designs, merch designs, a small art portfolio I could say I was proud of, and a body that would probably give an Olympian a run for their money.
'Maybe I am rea-' My observation haki flared in the direction of the manhole cover. Then a system window appeared in front of me.
[Quest: Sludge Survival!]
[Dicription: Survive an attack from the sludge villain. Be careful, he's kind of rapey!]
[Reward: One Random Skill]
The steel cover went flying and a torrent of dark sludge spewed forth from the hole. Rushing out with a maniacal laugh before splashing onto the ground.
I stood quickly putting my notebook away and locking eyes with the villain. I couldn't help but cringe at the stench he was letting off but I shifted into a combat stance.
'Shit I should have stretched first.' I thought as the sludge villain rose to his full height and reformed himself.
"Damn it I didn't expect him to be here! You! Kid! Give me your body!" The villain half gurgled half roared and me spraying droplets of dark green all around his large yellow eyes fixating on me.
"Sorry, but I don't swing that way!" I shouted quickly dropping into the water stream's stance as I readied for a fight. This was my first time facing a real villain up close, most people would be shaking in their boots with fear, and to be fair my own heart was racing.
But it wasn't in fear, no, instead it was pure, raw excitement that ran through me. I activated armorment haki on my hands, as the sludge villain rushed towards me.
He roared attempting to grab me with one sludgey fist. At first, I was going to try to redirect the force like Bamh had taught me but then I realized that might not work considering his body and my current skill level.
Instead, I dodged swiftly and started assessing him fully. I wasn't going to die here because I let my guard down or underestimated my opponent. Besides that, all I need to do is stall until All Might shows up. My eyes flickered over to the manhole cover wondering when he would show up.
But as my eyes left him he attacked again nearly catching me this time as I dodged once more.
'I took my eyes off him for just a second and he immediately took advantage.' I chuckled at my rookie mistake and refocused on the battle.
'He's faster than expected and that liquid body of his is probably sticky. Key strategy don't get caught and find a weak point.'
I dodged once more as the sludge villain slammed another wet fist into the wall splintering the concrete. He pulled back his arm and rushed at me again with his full liquid mass.
"Just stay still and come here, kid!" He reared up in a wave of green sludge attempting to use his whole body to grab me. I backflipped out the way and that's when it hit me.
'His eyes! I need to strike his eyeball. I doubt I'll need to use a skill though j just need to get the timing right.
I focused on the sickly yellow orbs and their blood red irises. It would be a risk to attack them recklessly do I would need to figure out the timing of their attacks before I could land a proper blow on them.
"You damn green-haired brat! Shy won't you just stay still! I don't have time for this!" He roared again sweeping at me faster than before. I focused my observation waiting for the opportune moment when I saw it.
He came in for another swing when I used the fluid motion of a water stream to spin around the earth shaking blow and land a clean reverse round house kick to his right eyeball.
I leaped back as the sludge villain roared in pain reaching for his rather large eye that had just been struck. Before he could recover I dashed into position behind the man how cover.
"You fucking worm! I'll fucking kill you for that!" He screamed spraying I don't even want to know what substance all over the floor. Then he charged again leaving a trail of green sludge and grim all over the tunnel.
Just as he was about to reach me I relaxed as my haki showed me the moment I had been waiting for had arrived.
"NEVER FEAR, I AM HERE!" A cheerful and proud booming voice said as a tall figure emerged from the tunnel just below the sludge villain.
Then in an unprecedented wave of force, the figure sent the sludge villain flying all over the walls in a blast of black and green liquid. The sheer force of the wind from one of the man's punches dismissed the entire stench of sewage that had accumulated underneath the bridge.
It was so immense that I had to cover my eyes. But when I opened them I locked eyes with the man, the myth, and the legend himself. The hero who helped forge this new era, the number one, and a man whom I admire both in this life and the last.
Off instinct, my analysis skill activated almost immediately.
[Name:Toshinori, Yagi]
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[Age: 53 years old]
[Gender: Male]
[Quirk: One for All]
[Description: This Quirk can be transferred to others via D.N.A. So long as the previous user consents to the transfer. Over time this quirk stockpiles power growing stronger with each new user.]
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Hey everyone just wanted to make one thing clear there is a plot reason for everyone in his class suddenly becoming scared of him. In hindsight, it felt a bit too edgy so I just wanted to clarify that.
Let me know if you guys think it was a bit too much and I should tone it down a bit.