Ch.10 Acceptance
'What if I didn't pass? No, no, don't think like that! I've worked too hard and waited so long for this, there's no way I failed. I walked away with 48 points that has to be more than enough. But what if it wasn't?! Hundreds of people took the exam, and only 40 will make it in! That's such a tiny margin! There's no way I made it! No, calm down Izuku, just relax. Just relax. Just RELAX!'
It's been about a week since the U.A. Entrance Exam, and Izuku has done nothing but wait and ponder about his results. There's been no word from Thirteen either other than a quick text saying they are going to be too busy the next coming weeks. Both of these circumstances have not been beneficial for his nerves. After all hundreds of potential candidates try and go for the Hero Course there's no guarantee that he'll make it in. And you know what they say, there's always someone better.
"IZUKU!" His mother, Inko Midoriya, bursts into his room flailing her hands. "Your letter from U.A.! It's here!" She holds out the letter. It's large with the U.A. sigil stamped onto it, and something bulky is hidden inside.
Hesitantly, Izuku takes the letter taking note of how heavy it really is probably thanks to whatever's inside. Inko decided it would be best to leave him to it alone, so she leaves as silently as she can, but she can't help but worry. After everything he's endured thanks to his Quirk awakening so late, she hopes his trials and tribulations would have been worth it.
Izuku sits there on his bed staring at the letter observing the sharp edges and slightly wrinkled corner from where his mom was holding it.
No point in wondering any more. Time to rip off the Band-Aid! "Here goes nothing." He grips the letter ripping in half, nearly falling back when the letter rips in two and something drops to the floor.
Almost instantly as a strange disc like device plops on to the ground a maniacal yet cheery laugh invades Izuku's bedroom. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha!" At the same time a holographic screen is projected up displaying the U.A. logo.
"What is this?!"
On the projection, a small figure jumps into view waving its hand up in greeting. "Why, hello there! Nice to meet you!"
Izuku blinks unsure about what he's seeing. On the projection, there is a short man that looks like some kind of combination of a dog, a mouse and a bear. There's a large scar over the bear-dog thing's right eye, he has relatively square-shaped ears with pale pink insides slanting outwards from the top of his head, and an elongated muzzle with a small round nose. His fur is white and has large, dog-like paws with pink pads and a thin tail like that of a cat. He is sporting a white dress shirt, a dark red tie around his neck, a black double-breasted waistcoat and that match his dress pants.
The chimera bows introducing himself. "My name is Nezu and I'm…the principle of U.A.!" Nezu's smile is bright and cheerful proclaiming his position with much pride and gusto.
Izuku's hand grazes his Quirk Analysis Notebook as if ready to draw it out for reference. 'I've heard of him before.'
The pre-recording doesn't wait for Izuku to process the outburst of a greeting before Principal Nezu straightens himself. "Now on to your results. You did quite well on your written exam and thus you've qualified for General Studies. But that's not what you want to hear now is it?! I'm sure you would like to know about the Hero Course Exam. But before that I would like to go over this with you!"
From the corner of the projection a video appears displaying a clip of Izuku as Feedback running about the arena. The video changes this time to Izuku transforming into Terraspin. The video stops and then it changes to displaying two parallel photos: one of Feedback and the other of Terraspin.
Nezu eyes the photos curiously. "I must say, you have quite a fascinating…Quirk, Mr. Midoriya." Nezu peers down seemingly lost in thought with a far-off gaze in his dark eyes. "Reminds me of another Quirk I knew back in the day." After a deep somber sigh, Nezu turns back to the camera tilting his head to the side much like an animal that's spotted something of interest.
Izuku mimics the motions but not in interest but in confusion. 'I wonder what kind of Quirk he's thinking of?'
Nezu smiles before reaching for something off screen, a moment later he is holding a portfolio. He flips it open tracing the words with his finger/paw. "According to your Quirk Registry your Quirk, One Man Army, allows you access to a variety of Quirks by transforming your entire body into different forms. It is odd, how you waited so long to update it considering you were classified as Quirkless for so long. Almost like you gained a Quirk overnight." Although Nezu states this as a joke, there is a clear underlining hint that he means more than what he's letting on.
Izuku pulls on his shirt collar feeling very sweaty all of the sudden. 'Does he know? No, he probably just saw me use the Omnitrix and figures it's for my Quirk. I did write into my Quirk Registry that the watch helps me sort through my transformations as well as a timer.'
"But that is none of my concern, for now I'll just say that I am looking forward to seeing what other tricks you have up your sleeve, Mr. Midoriya." Nezu raises his left arm and with his right paw he pats his left wrist.
Izuku eyes widen. 'Look forward… Does he mean?'
"That's right with a Battle Score of 48 points you've more than reached a passing grade!"
"YES!" Izuku fist pumps into the air in celebration a giant grin plastered to his face.
"However, Battle Points weren't the only criteria we searched for."
'What is he talking about?'
The photos change into two separate videos: one of Feedback but this time he's saving the pompous blonde teen, and the other plays the scene of Terraspin rescuing Ochaco starting with the multi-limbed guy tossing Izuku up into the air.
"You've proven yourself worthy of the Hero Course through your ability to adapt to your situation, cooperate with others, and your passionate selflessness to save others. For that we have awarded you 45 rescue points! Brining you to a total of 93 points for the entire exam!"
"93 POINTS!?" Izuku's jaw drops in disbelief. 'No way?! That's insane according to Kacchan he had gotten 77 points! Does this mean I beat him?!'
"Not only that you've skyrocket your way to first place among all other examinees! CONGRATULATIONS!" A barrage of confetti shoots out from outside the screen surrounding the pieces of paper fluttering around Nezu like a swarm of colorful bees.
"FIRST PLACE!?"
"Mr. Midoriya, you've more than shown us that you are ready for U.A. and I would like to welcome you to your Hero Academia! Hooray!"
Izuku is up on his feet with one of the biggest and brightest grins on his face. This is real, very very real! He's going to U.A.! Nothing can ruin this moment!
"I look forward to watching your progress," The next part is rather strange either some weird editing was done or Nezu can move at the speed of light, but either way his face is directly in front of the camera. His dark round eyes peering through the screen as if he can see through the camera and right at Izuku. It doesn't help that with the light now to his back his face is shadowed over, and his ever-present smile makes it all that more uncomfortable. "I bet it will be…fascinating. Mwah ha ha ha ha!" The recording freezes as it reaches the end leaving Nezu's looming figure on screen and his maniacal laughter hanging in the air.
A part of Izuku is outright freaking out, he should definitely be concerned, but that is nothing, but a whisper compared to the emotions flooding his system: pure euphoria and excitement. He's going to U.A.! How could he not be happy?! All his life he's dreamed of going to U.A. and becoming a hero and now he's just been accepted to begin ascending the stairs that will lead him to his dream.
Before that though there's something he should do first.
Just outside his bedroom Inko is pacing across the hallway stricken with worry. She prays and prays that her baby's efforts have paid off.
Izuku's bedroom door swings open, Inko is quick to react. The anticipation is really getting to her, it doesn't help he could hear yelling from the other side of the door.
Izuku walks out looking rather calm and somber. He blinks up, glancing at his dear loving caretaker, who is silently begging to know how he's holding up.
Without a word, Izuku flashes her a bright and worry-free smile.
The message is clear, Inko's eyes well up with tears of joy. "MY BABY GOT INTO U.A.!" So, begins the infamous Midoriya water works, with geysers of tears pouring out of the dotting mother's eyes.
Izuku tries and fails to calm her. "Mom! If you keep crying, you're going to flood the apartment!"
"I'm sorry! I'm…I'm just so proud! Wah!"
These tears are just his mother's way of showing her love and support… Albeit her cooking his favorite dinner would work just as well.
Izuku sighs. "Mom…" Even though he can feel his socks becoming damp from the excess amount of tears, Izuku can't help but smile, embracing his mother in a comforting hug. "Thanks for all of your support."
Between her sniveling Inko manages to get a word out. "I'll…I'll always…support you!"
Her hold tightens around him, enjoying the warmth of her dear baby boy. 'I promise Izuku no matter what happens I will give you as much support as I can. Just know that I will always love you…and I'm sure your father does too.'
Meanwhile, in Endori the Uraraka family find themselves at their dinner table. Their home is small with two bedrooms, a single kitchen/dining area, and one bathroom. Their dinner table is small and low to the floor, so they have to kneel around the table in order to eat their meals.
Speaking of meals, Ochaco is busy stirring her's around her bowl with a far off look in her eyes.
'Why hasn't he contacted me?'
A week, it's been a week since All Might's even said a word to her. The last one was just a quick text saying "good job" after she texted him how many points she earned.
'Maybe I didn't do as well as I thought… Maybe he'd want his Quirk back.' Ochaco sniffs rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand. 'I'm sorry Deku…looks like I won't be going to U.A. with you.'
Ochaco's mother holds up a large dish filled with nori. "Ochaco, would you like more nori?"
"No, thanks. You can have it."
Ochaco eyes the nori she has left in her bowl with slight disdain. She turns her gazes to the table; there's hardly any food for their first servings let alone seconds. Now, because she's failed the U.A. Entrance Exam this will continue to be the norm for her poor parents; starving themselves just to see her with a smiling face and a full belly. They don't deserve this situation.
Ochaco's mother's instincts seem to detect that something is bothering her daughter. "Ochaco…"
Ochaco slowly raises her head trying her best to give her mother her full attention.
Her mother shares a look with her husband, who is quick to understand her intentions, nodding his head in confirmation.
Ochaco's mother takes a deep breath before speaking. "We just wanted to say how proud we are of you for chasing your dream and no matter the result we couldn't be prouder."
Ochaco perks up a bit, not a lot, but it's definitely a positive reaction. "Really?"
"Of course."
Her father is the one to continue reaching over and planting a gentle yet firm pat to her hand. "We love you sweetie and no matter what happens as long as we support and love each other then everything is bound to work out." Both he and his loving wife beam at their daughter letting her know that that is the truth.
They truly believe that as long as their daughter was happy then that's all they really needed.
Ochaco's eyes begin to water. Despite their abysmal financial situation, she has to ask herself. 'How did I get so lucky to have them as parents?'
*Clink*
That was the mailbox. Something must have just arrived.
Ochaco blinks away the forming tears shaking her head. She stands up flashing a grateful smile to her parents. "I better get that."
Her folks flash her loving smiles as she passes them by.
Even though she takes her time exiting the tiny kitchen she is quick to arrive at their front door which is only around the corner.
There on the floor at the foot of the door is a letter, one with the U.A. insignia stamped on it.
And just like that the color drains from her face as she shakily bends down and picks it up between her fingers.
With her eyes locked onto the letter, she makes her way towards her room passing by the kitchen area. She glances towards her parents as she walks by, they spot the letter, and give her encouraging grins. Her mother nods gesturing for Ochaco to head to her room to open it, beside her is Ochaco's father giving her a thumbs up.
Knowing her parents have her back, Ochaco enters her room.
It's small just enough for her bed and a desk to sit next to it facing towards the only window. On her desk sits one of the most expensive items she owns a high-powered telescope perfect for stargazing, she had to save up her money for years in order to purchase it. Over her bed are an assortment of space-themed posters: one is a complete overlook of the solar system, another poster is in the shape of a yield sign with the image of a UFO and the words "UFO Crossing" on it, the last poster is a protesting for Pluto to be classified as a planet again. On the ceiling are carefully laid out glow in the dark stars that map out the constellations. At the head of her bed sitting on top of her pillow is a large stuffed toy; it's a blue koala well if koalas had four arms and a pair of antennas on their heads.
Ochaco takes a seat on her bed, it creaks as she sits down because it's never been replaced since they got it, at least her sheets are nice and soft.
'Here goes nothing.' She grabs a pair of scissors cutting open the top of the envelope. Inside there's a disc-like device and a letter. Curiously, Ochaco picks up the disc eyeing it with interest before placing it on to her bed. She grips the letter scanning it to see if it states whether she passed or not.
Without warning a booming voice bursts out as a strange light source lets their presence known.
"I AM HERE IN THE PROJECTION!"
Ochaco nearly jumps out of her own skin in surprise. "All Might?! But how?! I thought this was a letter from U.A.?"
The pre-recording continues on. "YOUNG URARAKA, I APOLOGIZE FOR NOT REACHING OUT TO YOU SOONER. UNFORTUNATELY, THERE WAS A LOT MORE PAPERWORK INVOLVED THAN I HAD THOUGHT. ANYWAY, YOU'RE PROBABLY WONDERING WHY I AM COMING TO YOU AS A PRERECORDED MESSAGE."
Ochaco nods, somehow, she hasn't realized that All Might can't actually see her.
"THE REASON BEING I'VE RECENTLY ACCEPTED A TEACHING POSITION HERE AT U.A.!"
"No way?!"
"AND AS THE NEWEST MEMBER OF THE U.A. STAFF I HAVE MANY RESPONSIBILITIES SUCH AS DISTRIBUTING THE RESULTS OF THE EXAM!"
Ochaco visibly tenses up, here it comes the moment of truth.
"LET'S BEGIN, STARING WITH THE WRITTEN PORTION OF THE EXAM YOU GOT AN AVERAGE SCORE."Noticeably, All Might begins to shake slightly with embarrassment. "SORRY, I GUESS I SHOULD HAVE DEDICATED MORE TIME TO YOUR STUDIES, HA HA HA!" Thinking back on it, he did leave very little time dedicated to studying in the "All-American Dream Plan: the Lady Liberty Version".
Ochaco sweat drops glaring at the projection of All Might with annoyance. 'Sure, he can laugh something like that off. It's not his grades that are being the ones affected.'
"NOW ONTO THE PRACTICAL EXAM: YOU SCORED 32 POINTS AGAINST THE ROBOTS. WELL DONE, BUT THE GOOD NEWS DOESN'T END THERE!"
'What is he talking about?'
"HERE'S A VIDEO FOR YOUR VIEWING PLEASURE"
All Might points to the upper right side of the screen just as a video begins to play.
The video is a recording of her pushing her way through the stampede of other examinees and sprinting straight towards the gigantic 0-point robot. Ochaco watches in amazement as the recording of herself is surrounded by a pink aura. 'Is that…One For All?' She gasps in surprise as her recorded self is seemingly propelled off the ground before she slammed her fist into the robot's head. She's unable to look away as she watches Izuku fly in grabbing onto her before transforming into his Terraspin saving both himself and her in the process while the 0-pointer crashes as a pile of heap behind them.
"DURING THIS EXAM WE WERE NOT JUST LOOKING FOR COMBAT POINTS!" All Might turns away from the video. "SO, TELL ME! HOW CAN WE POSSIBLY REJECT A POTENTIAL STUDENT AND ONE THAT EXEMPLIFIES THE TRUE NATURE OF BEING A HERO?!"
Ochaco's eyes widen. 'Is he saying what I think he's saying?'
"IN THIS JOB, YOU RISK YOUR LIFE FOR THOSE THAT CANNOT PROTECT THEMSELVES! THAT'S WHAT IT MEANS TO BE A HERO! THAT'S WHY WE HAVE RESCUE POINTS!" All Might puffs out his chest standing tall with his fists at his sides. "AND YOU, OCHACO URARAKA, HAVE GAINED 60 RESCUE POINTS FOR YOUR EFFORTS! BRINGING YOUR TOTAL TO A WHOPPING 92! MORE THAN WHAT'S REQUIRED TO PASS!" His grin despite its already massive size somehow becomes even more expansive as he beams with pride and joy.
Tears prick at her eyes threatening to spill out.
"YOUNG URARAKA, ALL OF YOUR EFFORTS HAVE NOT FAILED YOU." He reaches out towards her ready for her to step forward. "SO, LET ME BE THE FIRST TO SAY…WELCOME. WELCOME TO YOUR HERO ACADEMIA!"
Ochaco grips the letter tighter her arms are shaking as a giant smile begins to form. "I…did it." She's still processing the information, but before she can her thoughts are interrupted by her door being flung open.
"HOORAY!"
"THAT'S MY GIRL!"
Ochaco's mother and father, respectively, let themselves in with grins on their faces and their arms outstretched over their heads in celebration.
'Were they eavesdropping?!'
Before she knows it, Ochaco is wrapped up by two separate pairs of arms as her parents practically scream into her ears. "We're so proud of you!"
"Mom! Dad!" The brunette struggles to break free, wiggling her body, but it's no use. Eventually she sighs in defeat, accepting her fate.
From the side of her vision she notices that the projection has changed; All Might has disappeared and has been replaced by a list showcasing the exam rankings. From within the hug cocoon, she notices that Izuku has made 1st place beating her out by exactly 1 point. 'Way to go Deku, I knew you'd make it!' Ochaco can't help but smile; both her and her friend have made it into U.A. Not only that, they just happened to snag the top spots for themselves! There's no doubt that all of their hard work and determination was truly well worth their time and effort. 'This is really it isn't it! It's official now, I'm chasing after my dreams!'
As she settles in her parent's arms, with a soft smile, she doesn't notice her phone lighting up on her desk. There on the screen is a single voicemail from Yagi Toshinori.
It's a rather quiet morning atop Lothaal Mountain. The sun is just starting to rise in the distance as the Earth itself begins to awaken in the sunlight.
Ochaco jogs her way up the familiar path with relative ease, as she arrives at the grove, she spots Yagi Toshinori sitting on a bench enjoying the soft mountain breeze.
Her excitement is too much to bare, as she arrives, she can't help but scream at the top of her lungs. "How are you, ALL MIGHT!?" She's so loud that her voice echoes across the valley.
Yagi deadpans. "Why not call the news media while you're at it."
At least, Ochaco has the sense to feel shame. Bowing her head in apology. "Sorry…"
"Well, anyway…" Yagi raises his hand for a high five. "Congrats on passing the exam."
Ochaco returns the gesture, her hand clapping against his.
"For full disclosure, you should know that I haven't told the school about our relationship. So, don't worry about favoritism of any kind. And I wasn't a judge so I had no say in how many rescue points you could have received."
'That's actually really nice to hear.' It only confirms that she earned her spot fair and square. "Thanks, All Might. I appreciate it."
Now that the formalities are out of the way there's been something she's been wanting to bring up since last night. "So, you're going to be a teacher huh? Makes sense really cause of your time limit and all."
"Well," Yagi peers up at the sky just as a song bird soars overhead. "that's certainly part of it. But mostly I figured I could take the job at U.A. and search for a successor."
Ochaco's smile falls as she considers Yagi's words. 'That…makes a whole lot of sense. He was going to choose from amongst the students… He was going to choose someone with an amazing Quirk and raw talent…' She stares at her hands, the hands that can not only call upon Zero-Gravity but One For All as well. "During the exam…I tried and failed to use One For All… there was so much backlash after just a single punch. I…I can't wield it properly…even after all the work we did."
"Don't let that get you down. That's just how it is nobody expected you to fully control it on the first try."
She can't help but notice the way he phrased his sentence. "Wait… You knew this would happen?!" Ochaco yells out feeling scandalous and slightly betrayed.
Yagi grips his neck trying to find the right words to justify his lack of instructions. "Well, there wasn't enough time. But, hey, everything worked out in the end!" Yagi bends down grabbing hold of a small but thick branch off the rocky ground. "For now, it's all or nothing. But once you figured out how to regulate your power output you should have no issues."
Ochaco isn't sure what he means exactly; he needs a better way to explain this.
"Right now, your body is capable of containing One For All, but it still needs to become more tempered, more balanced, as to allow you better control of the power you now wield." He flexes his skinny arm holding up the branch. "When that happens," With a pop All Might bulks up while snapping the branch in two with his mighty grip. "IT WILL BE A SNAP FOR YOU TO CONTROL!"
Ochaco gazes up in awe of the Symbol of Peace before once again contemplating her own worthiness. This power is borrowed, but one day she may just make it her own.
'UNDERSTAND THIS YOUNG URARAKA, LIKE PASSING AN OLYMPIC FLAME, I HAVE ONLY GIVEN YOU A SMALL PORTION OF ONE FOR ALL BUT AS TIME MOVES FORWARD AND YOU GAIN EXPERIENCE THAT TINY FLAME WILL BECOME A GIANT INFERNO THAT YOU CAN MANIPULATE TO YOUR WILL!' All Might looks out to the horizon as the sun fully reveals itself. 'SOON MY TIME WILL COME AS MY FLAME SLOWLY DIES OUT… BUT I HAVE NO DOUBT THAT A NEW SHINING FIRE WILL OUTSHINE EVEN ME…'
"Hey, All Might?"
"WHAT IS IT?"
Ochaco fidgets around, twiddling her hands together as she looks away with a slight blush of nervousness.
All Might coughs into his fist. 'CUTE!'
"There's something I've been meaning to ask you concerning One For All."
"OKAY?"
"I was wondering if I could tell a good friend of mine about it."
All Might tilts to the side, waiting for her to explain further.
"You see my friend has really stuck their neck out for me. They've inspired and shown me so much and, admittedly, it feels sort of wrong to keep all of this a secret from them."
"HMMMM. THIS PERSON SOUNDS IMPORTANT TO YOU…" All Might considers the prospect, he after all has people he trusts with this secret, but he's known them for decades now. He can't afford to be too liberal with not only his Quirk but his situation as a whole. "WELL I SHOULD START WITH TELLING YOU SOMETHING I PROBABLY SHOULD HAVE TOLD YOU MONTHS AGO, ABOUT ONE FOR ALL."
Ochaco stiffens with all of her attention on her mentor.
"ONE FOR ALL IS A HEAVILY GUARDED SECRET AND IT MUST REMAIN AS SUCH." Even with his happy go lucky grin, Ochaco can't ignore the underlying serious tone of the pro hero's voice. "IF PEOPLE WERE TO FIND OUT THAT EITHER YOU OR I WERE GIVEN SUCH A POWER RATHER THAN BEING BORN WITH IT; IT WILL PUT THE WORLD ON ITS HEAD AND POSSIBLE CHAOS WOULD ENSUE AS INDIVIDUALS ALL VIE FOR THIS EVER-GROWING POWER."
A wave of dread washes over her like a flood of arctic water making her freeze in place. What has she done? She may have unknowingly plastered a target not on herself, but Izuku. He already has so much he's striving to protect and now this… " I really screwed up." She grips her face as shame and regret flow through her veins. "Although I didn't tell them about One For All I did tell them that I gained a second Quirk from someone else, don't worry I didn't say who. And they promised not to say a word to anyone else."
All Might understands her worries far more than what she thinks or what he's even willing to tell. "THAT'S OFFLY RISKY, BUT I'LL TRUST YOUR JUDGEMENT FOR NOW." All Might lightly rubs her head, messing up her hair.
The gesture is enough to get his young successor to smile.
"HOWEVER, YOU MUST BE MORE CAREFUL IN THE FUTURE. UNDERSTAND?"
"Hm." And a firm nod seals the promise.
"GOOD, NOW ALL THAT IS SAID I WOULD LIKE TO MEET THIS FRIEND OF YOURS FIRST BEFORE I CAN SAFELY SAY THAT IT'S ALRIGHT TO SHARE THE FULL EXTENT OF THIS LEGACY ONTO THEM."
'I think he'll understand just fine.' Ochaco chuckles at her own inner joke. "Perfect, you can meet him at U.A. he's going to be a new student too."
"REALLY? THEN PRAYTELL WHAT IS HIS NAME?"
"Izuku Midoriya!"
A jolt of surprise pierces All Might's heart. "…OH, YES, HE'S THE ONE THAT CAN TRANSFORM CORRECT?"
Ochaco nods, assuming that All Might must have witnessed Izuku's display of abilities during the U.A. Entrance Exam. "Yup, you actually met him before, but Deku can be rather shy at times."
"RIGHT…" Of course, he's already realized this for himself, it's hard to forget a large bipedal turtle especially one he mistook for a mutant monster. "YES, I THOUGHT I RECOGNIZED HIM. SO, YOU'VE KNOWN HIM FOR A WHILE NOW?"
Ochaco chuckles sheepishly. "Well, actually I met him the same exact day as you. I guess you really bond with people when you're forced to fight alongside them."
'YOU HAVE NO IDEA.' All Might coughs trying not to be conspicuous about his true feelings. "WELL, HE SOUNDS LIKE A FINE YOUNG MAN. I CAN'T WAIT TO OFFICIALLY MEET HIM."
"Trust me, he would love nothing more!" She's seen his notes and far too many of them are about the Number One Hero.
Ochaco's phone begins to buzz from her pocket. She flips it open finding a call coming in from Thirteen. She points at her phone for All Might to see. "Sorry, I have to take this." She turns away, saying hello.
While Ochaco's caller chats away, All Might's thoughts begin to wonder. 'IZUKU MIDORIYA, SEEMS LIKE YOUR REACH IS FAR GREATER THAN I HAD FIRST IMAGINED… JUST HOW DID YOU GAIN SUCH A QUIRK? WAS IT FROM HIM? … NO, HE IS NO LONGER A THREAT… BUT…STILL.' All Might eyes Ochaco admiring her cheerful and naive smile. 'I MUST BE ON GUARD; IF I'M NOT THERE COULD BE DIRE CONSEQUENCES FOR NOT ONLY MYSELF, BUT URARAKA AS WELL…'
The call ends as Ochaco hangs up. "Sorry, All Might, but I actually have to meet up with Deku sooner rather than later. Something important just came up last minute."
"VERY WELL ALLOW ME TO ACCOMPANY YOU. I ACTUALLY NEED TO HEAD INTO U.A. FOR SOME MORE PAPERWORK."
The young girl smiles brightly accepting the offer.
And with that the duo start making their way down the mountain. 'I MUST LOOK INTO THE ENIGMA THAT IS IZUKU MIDORIYA. I JUST HOPE THAT MY CONCERNS ARE UNFOUNDED.'
Ochaco jogs up to the meeting spot that Thirteen had set up for them. Already waiting there is Izuku, tapping his foot waiting for the others to arrive. She waves while calling out to him. "Yo, Deku!"
Izuku snaps to attention, waving back at Ochaco. "Hi, Uraraka. Congrats on making it into U.A."
Her grin widens, finally reaching her destination. "Thanks, and to you as well." She punches his shoulder. "And way to go on snagging the first-place spot!"
Izuku rubs his arm, her punches are surprisingly strong. "Ha, yeah, that was a bit of a surprise."
"So, do you know why Thirteen called us here?"
"No idea." Izuku peers up at the hillside ahead of them.
Currently they are in the part of Musutafu that's south of U.A. itself. Heck they can somewhat see the outline of the school from here. But the vast hill and thick woods are blocking their view. Behind them is a row of buildings, but rather than have them meet up at a restaurant or the little rundown tea shop nearby, Thirteen told them to meet at this specific location: in front of the hiking trail leading up towards U.A.
Ochaco eyes said trail wondering where it could possibly lead. "Do you think they meant to send us to U.A. instead?"
"Hmmm, maybe?"
"Ah, there you two are!" Speak of the devil.
Both teens beam with glee. "Thirteen!"
Thirteen casually strolls up, they are clearly in no rush. "Good to see you future heroes in the making." They give a friendly wink. "Congrats on passing the exam by the way. I never doubted either of you for a second!"
Ochaco fans her face, she's unable to stop blushing from the comment. "Thanks."
Izuku is equally embarrassed. "It was nothing."
Thirteen chuckles in response. "Don't let Principal Nezu hear you say that; he'll take that as a challenge."
Even though it was a joke, Izuku freezes up in fear his mind flashes back to how intimidating Nezu was during the recording.
Ochaco seems to notice Izuku's reaction, curiously she taps a finger against his stiff form, trying to see if he's alright.
"Well, anyway, to commemorate the both of passing the exam I have a little surprise for the both of you!"
Ochaco gasps, completely forgetting about Izuku's condition. "Oh, what is it?!" She absolutely loves surprises, especially if they're free!
"You'll see." Thirteen's voice sounds rather excited, like a kid who's more than willing to share a juicy secret.
Thirteen walks over to the start of the trail waving for them to follow, to which they do with no hesitation.
The trail is easy to walk, the slope isn't at all steep, but after a few short minutes the buildings are completely gone from their view of vision thanks to the thick woods.
Izuku and Ochaco are walking behind Thirteen wondering the same things over and over in their heads. 'Where are they taking us? What's the surprise?'
"We're here!"
The teens instantly perk up peering around the Plumber's back so that they can finally lay their eyes upon their surprise.
…
Izuku and Ochaco can practically hear a trombone playing "Wa wa waaaaaa" to accompany their reactions of shock and disgust. "It's an outhouse!?"
It sure is, the hiking path doesn't lead to some grand secret hideaway or some amazing alien ship, but an outhouse. The outhouse is a piece of crap, pun intended, with it creaking panels, leaning frame, and the flies buzz about near the tin roof. The only reason it hasn't collapsed is probably because of its rather large frame making it wider than most outhouses.
Thirteen swings open the decaying wooden door. "Well come on."
Thirteen can't really expect them to follow, can they? But then again Thirteen must have a reason for bringing them here, and they've already came all this way, they might as well continue.
They enter finding it just as disgusting and unkempt as they thought it would be. There's more room inside than they initially thought, which is odd, because only a single high tank toilet inside with a chain flush dangling in the air.
Izuku grimaces at the sight of the moldy toilet bowl. "Thirteen…why are we in here?"
Thirteen giggles like a child, they're really enjoying the teen's reactions. "You'll see."
Thirteen grabs the cord's handle before tugging down to flush the toilet. But instead of a flush the floor itself shifts temporarily throwing the teens off balance.
Izuku internally panics, just what is Thirteen up to?! "Thirteen…"
"Patience, Midoriya."
Before long the floor begins to sink down, causing the worry in the teens' hearts to grow, especially as the wall begins to rise around them. The walls quickly change from wooden planks to sheen metallic walls, as they continue downward, they pass marker lights that provide momentary moments of bright light.
Izuku grabs Thirteen's shoulder, he needs to know what the hell is happening. "What's going on!?"
Thirteen turns to face Izuku, who is unable to read their expression thanks to Thirteen's pitch-black space helmet. Without a word, Thirteen's eyes narrow as if laughing at a personal joke before turning away ignoring Izuku's question.
The floor continues to sink downward like that of an elevator. So, they must be moving downward, but to where?!
The anticipation is killing them, to the point that neither of them can contain themselves. "Thirteen! Why are we here?!"
"This is why."
On que the elevator comes to a complete stop in front of a pair of sliding doors.
Thirteen turns to face the duo, rubbing their hands in anticipation. "Are you two ready for your surprise?"
"YES!" The howl of their shouts nearly blow away Thirteen's helmet.
"He he, right, sorry. Anyway welcome," With no warning the doors slide open as blinding neon green lights flood their vision. "welcome to Japan's Plumber Base!"
Ochaco and Izuku's jaws drop as they stare in awe of the Plumber Base. What greets them is a large room illuminated by green neon lights giving the place a quiet glow to it. Everything in here looks somewhat alien by design, with several rows of metallic desks welded to the floor, large curving pillars supporting the ceiling, as well as strange yet blinking monitors mounted across the walls as if scanning everything in their path. Above them on the ceiling corners are large metallic frames, they are big and bulky, but it's unclear whether they are there for support, aesthetics, or perhaps they aid in security.
Izuku watches as Ochaco slides her hand across the smooth surface of a desk. It's cool to the touch, as she slides her palm across the surface, the main frame lights up and a hologram of what appears to be Japan is projected into midair. "So, cool."
Thirteen is so glad they like it. "You two haven't seen anything yet. Come on."
And so, begins their tour of Japan's Plumber Base. From what Thirteen refers to the main lobby area they lead the group toward the back of the large open lobby where there are three octagon shaped tunnels. They take the middle one, the tunnel is long and rather large so much so that if Izuku wanted to he'd have enough room as Terraspin to fly right throw it without any hindrances.
At the end of the tunnel, there is a large set of metal doors. When Thirteen opens the doors, they see what appears to be a large cargo area, about 30 ft long, 20 ft wide, and 25 ft tall, filled with giant metal crates and containers along the walls. In the middle of the cargo bay there appears to be a large hydraulic lift with a spaceship sitting on the platform. There's a catwalk over head that's about 15 feet above the floor of the cargo bay. It follows along the walls with a three-foot gap between the railing of the catwalk and the wall thus leaving a large rectangular shaped gap above their heads. There are a set of stairs on either side of the cargo area against the wall toward the back that allow access to the catwalk.
But none of this garners the teens' attention. Nope, all of their focus is singled in on one specific item of interest.
"SPACESHIP!" They both gush with epic proportions of nerdy energy as they practically worship the magnificent alien craft.
The ship's size is a bit bigger than that of a van and like a van its main haul is rectangular with a small with a triangular cockpit lined with pitch-black windows. On the sides are a pair of wings and at each end there are highly advanced turbo engines. The loading bay is located at the rear of the ship.
"Hey, get away from that! I know it's cool but come on!" Thirteen tries their best to pry them away from it, but they're latched onto it tight admiring it's unearthly metal exterior.
They can't really blame them, logically, they should have seen this reaction coming.
Ochaco climbs onto the wing so she could gain a different view. "Thirteen can we take a ride in this?! It would be so cool!"
Izuku chirps in as well. "Yeah!"
"No!" Thirteen grabs them both by the scruffs of their shirts and dragging them away before they can do something stupid. "There will be time for that later! For now, I don't want either of you anywhere near that thing! It's a highly advanced piece of technology that neither of you are ready for."
Ochaco feet drag against the floor as she slides her arms about at her sides nearly smacking Deku in the face in the process. "But you could just fly it for us!" She wails.
"This spacecraft is not a toy! There will be opportunities to fly it at a later time." Besides the camouflage projector is broken so they couldn't take it out even if they wanted to or else risk being discovered.
Thirteen eventually releases the teens allowing them to walk by themselves, they then follow the Plumber to the back of the large cargo bay, there appears to be a medium sized oval shape door.
When the door opens, they see what appears to be a small hallway. On the left end of the hallway there appears to be a set of stairs to the upper level. The right end of the hallway leads to a small common area with a coffee table surrounded by a few chairs. On the left side of the common area is another door that leads to what seems to be an infirmary. The sick bay is rather large with clean white cabinets lining the walls filled with all sorts of medicine and other medical supplies. There is a space between the upper and lower cabinets to act as a counter to place different types of medical tools on. The sick bay also has three operating tables bolted to the floor with medical lights above each one all spread out in a row and evenly spaced from one another to allow for easy maneuverability.
Thirteen states that they have all sorts of remedies from all over the galaxy to help treat any and all alien beings on Earth.
Behind the common area, there is another hallway lined with what appears to be holding cells with reinforced walls and force field gates. There only seems to be three holding cells in the hallway. On the left are two medium sized cells while on the right a single large cell. However, as they continue down the hallway, there is another door which leads to a larger but still modest underground prison. The prison cells line the walls like honeycombs spiraling downward across three levels with forcefield gates and cold hard walls. Even though there's a good number of cells not one of them is occupied.
Thirteen chuckles humbly at the sight. "Admittedly not many criminals decide to make a claim on Earth." A single tear leaks out from their eye. "I don't get to use them that often…"
Ochaco would like to laugh but she's more considered by Thirteen reaction. 'Isn't that a good thing, though?'
The group goes back to the common area to take the stairs that lead up to the second level.
When they arrive at the second level, they find themselves in the middle of a hallway. This hallway is much narrower than the previous ones and has grey walls and orange lines running in parallel lines across the floor.
Thirteen decides to lead them toward the front of the hallway which leads to the dining area that seats above the cargo bay. In the middle of the room is a large wooden family table with wooden chairs seated around it. The table rests on a large octagonal shaped beige rug and with the soft illuminating lights it gives off a nice homey atmosphere. To their immediate right, there is a circular area that appears to be a cozy lounge area with chairs and couches, and a kitchen to boot.
Encasing the entire room, there appear to be small windows that go around the perimeter of the walls, but all there is to see is pure darkness.
Thirteen then lead back the hallway they just came.
At the end of the hallway is the generator/engine room where a giant generator is emitting an immense amount of power with orbs of light mounted near the mouth of the machine as sparks of plasma occasionally spark out near the large antennas at the top of the giant generator.
Thirteen proudly taps against the side of the generator. "We have to remain off the grid; hence we have our own energy system."
Ochaco and Izuku smile at the sight of the generator's immense amounts of energy being discharged. "Huh, that's handy."
Izuku studies the alien generator as if trying to piece together how it was built and how it runs. "This is really amazing."
"Just you wait, I've saved the best for last." Thirteen leads them back toward the dining hall and towards the door on the far end of the dining hall.
Izuku and Ochaco happily follow as they pass through the hallway, this one is a bit longer than the last one and on a slight incline as they make their way up, they come along another set of doors, but Thirteen ends up marching right past them as if they didn't exist. Perhaps they didn't notice them.
Izuku and Ochaco stop to stare at the door. It's different, the doors look like they belong in a bunker with thick metal doors that lock into on another, no windows, and even a large circular hitch lodge into its center.
Without looking, Ochaco reaches for the door so she can try and open it. "Hey Thirteen, what's-"
"NO!" With record speed Thirteen slams their back against the door, their arms outstretched to block their entrance. "You two aren't allowed in here."
Izuku nearly jumps out of skin in surprise. "How come?!"
Thirteen, although tense, tries to relax. Pushing themselves off the door's frame. "Sorry, but this leads to the armory and contraband."
Both of the teens' eyes light up.
Ochaco smiles raising her fists in joy. "Armory?!" There's got to be laser guns, and cool blasters in there just waiting to be tested out. Oh, Ochaco can already imagine herself as a badass sci-fi hero wielding a giant laser cannon as a weapon.
"Contraband?!" Izuku smiles in glee wondering about the different kinds of alien gear and tech that must be hidden behind those doors. Perhaps there's hoverboards, spaceships, or even cool alien armor that grant the wielder powerful abilities. "Can we-"
"No." Thirteen doesn't even give him a chance, getting straight to the point with a deadpanned tone.
"But-"
"I said no." Thirteen grabs each of their shoulders before pushing the teens forward and away from the forbidden door. "Sorry, but for safety only I can access this area. Now let's get moving."
After nearly tripping a few times from being pushed from behind they quickly arrive at another oval shaped door. But unlike the others this door proudly displays a large glowing red dot.
Thirteen pulls out their Plumber's badge; a white metal badge with an exact replica of the glowing red dot on the door. They hold it up to the door's red light, both devices flash in recognition, and the door slides away.
Thirteen stands to the side allowing their guests to have a better view. "Now, this is where the magic happens, this is the heart of our operation, this is our top of the line Surveillance and Monitoring System!"
Izuku scans the large white room noticing how it's laid out much like a cockpit of a spaceship like the ones you see in movies. There are about four workstations each with their own monitors. The entire front of the curving wall is a pitch-black screen that stretches across the entire length of the space. This screen is what's primarily used for observing the monitored aliens of Earth. At the base of the monitor is an oval-shaped console with a circular port at the top of it, the port looks to be big enough to fit a soccer ball inside.
'Thirteen must manage this all on their own. I mean, this place is just void of people right now.' Izuku fidgets trying to think of the best way to word his question. "Just how can you do all this while maintaining your duties as a teacher and a pro hero?"
"Oh, well, I have a pretty good assistant."
Before Thirteen could explain further a rather small but cheery voice makes itself known. ^Thirteen is that you? Did you bring guests?^
It is immediately accompanied by a similar sounding voice, but this one sounds much drier and more somber. ^You should have warned me I would have cleaned up. This place is such a pigsty…^
^Well I think it's homey.^
You would…
'Just where are those voices coming from?' Izuku scans the Surveillance Room but there's nobody else in here other than the three of them.
Ochaco gasps cupping her face as a giant grin forms on her face. "Oh my God it's a robot!"
Izuku spins around to where she's pointing and there sure is a robot sitting right on top the nearest workstation. With its short stature and white coating that matches the desk it's no wonder they overlooked it when they first entered. And it's certainly not what he expected an alien robot to look like.
The robot is more like a small white orb with four stubby legs, and a black band running vertically around its spherical body. Between the electronic black band are 2 pairs of tiny white circles, which are meant to be the robot's eyes.
The ball shaped robot leers up at Ochaco. ^I prefer sentient mechanical being…^ Its voice drips with dry sarcasm. The robot holds one of its tiny legs at itself, its voice changing to a cheerful tone. ^But you can just call me One-^
^One…^
Izuku smiles warily of One-One, apparently the little guy has two voices: a Glad-One and a Sad-One. He wonders why that is, perhaps it was a programming error.
One-One blinks up at the brunette. ^And who are you?^
Ochaco smiles kindly. "I'm-"
^Are you a spy?^ Glad-One asks with a hint of suspicion.
"What?"
Glad-One repeats the question. ^Are you a spy?^
"Um, no."
^Then you've come to bring me the sweet release of death…^
Even if it's a bit morbid Ochaco gives a nervous chuckle in response breaking the tension. "Also no." Ochaco looks to Thirteen hoping for some sort of explanation.
Thirteen laughs at One-One's antics. "Sorry about him One-One can be a bit odd at times."
Ochaco nods in understanding before picking up One-One's small frame. "Well, nice to meet you One-One. I'm Ochaco Uraraka and this is Deku."
She turns One-One so he can see the green-haired boy for himself.
Izuku feels a bit uncomfortable about how Ochaco introduced him. It's one thing for her to call him Deku but it's another thing when it comes to someone/thing else.
He never gets to voice his complaint.
^A pleasure to meet you Miss. Uraraka and Mr. Deku. I've heard so much about you both, I'm glad we're finally able to meet. I hope we can be good friends!^
^Or mortal enemies…either way is fine with me…^
Izuku raises an eyebrow looking to Thirteen with a very confused and slightly concerned look. "Um…"
Thirteen shrugs. "Yeah, he has a literal split personality."
"What do you mean by literal?"
To demonstrate One-One splits into two halves. Each half falls out of Ochaco's grip before landing on the ground with a soft thud. Each half is a half-circle shape with the black electronic band running along the bottom, each has only one white eye, and their stubby legs also divided giving each pair 4 tiny limbs.
^Tada!^
^Uh, I feel so exposed.^
Ochaco awes as Glad-One scampers around her feet while Sad-One simply stands by. "Awe it's twice the robot for the price of one!"
Thirteen walks towards the main monitor. "That's not all he can do. One-One why don't you show our guests?" They stop near a strange console at the base of the monitors, embedded into the console is a circular indent big enough for One-One to fit himself in to.
^You got it! Yay!^
^But I really don't want to.^
One-One puts himself back together before using his round boy to roll himself over to the strange console. With catlike mobility the little round bot jumps up and embeds himself into the round slot.
White light begins to surround the bot as a powerful surge of energy flows into his tiny but highly advanced system. The entire base seems to react as the lights become brighter, sounds of the generator roar through the halls, and the Surveillance room hauntedly comes to life as various monitors and screen flash on, a hologram of the planet Earth is projected into the middle of the room, and the large area of seemingly black space is flooded with hundreds of video surveillance of Japan's resident aliens.
Ochaco awes at the screens, just look at all those aliens! "Woah!"
Without prying his eyes away from the hundreds of videos Izuku questions Thirteen. "What is this?"
"This is how we monitor any and all alien activity in Japan."
Izuku's eyes wonder the entire space taking in how each monitor seems to have its own task: one monitor is scrolling through a list of what appears to be wanted alien criminals of the galaxy, another looks like is meant for communication since it's receiving messages from other Plumbers on Earth, and another monitor seems to be scanning through the Plumber base's status and conditions.
"This is amazing!"
Ochaco points at one of the small video recordings playing. "Look it's ML-E!" Sure enough, there on the screen is the little Kineceleran girl they met a while back; she's holding her mother's hand as they stroll through a park.
One clip catches Izuku's attention. "Hey that's Mr. Baumann's store."
One camera must have constant surveillance on Mr. Baumann's store."
Thirteen nods, enjoying their positive reactions. "Pretty cool, huh?"
They teens nod in agreement. "Oh yeah." Although, they can't help but feel this is sort of a breach in privacy.
Thirteen pats the console that One-One is embedded in. "This system specifically locks in on any and all DNA signatures of all alien beings that are registered into the Plumber database." This of course includes registered criminals, but they don't get too many of those around here.
"You'll find that a lot of our programs and regulations involve identifying one's DNA. In fact, to prevent anyone from just entering this base their DNA has to be recognized by the system first."
A worrying thought pops into Ochaco's head. "Wait! If we were able to enter than that must mean you already have our DNA in the system, right?!"
"That is correct."
"Okay, so, how did you get our DNA?"
…
"It doesn't matter…"
"I KINDA DOES!"
Thirteen clears their throat before deciding to move on. "And none of this would be possible without One-One here. Since he's able to process all incoming surveillance at 10 times the speed."
Ochaco sends the hero a nasty look but they don't even take notice. 'Don't ignore my question.'
One-One pops out of the console, the entire base calms down as he ejects himself from the circular port. ^Awe, thank you!^
^Don't patronize me.^
"He's also the main reason why I can also hold up as a pro hero and a teacher. Basically One-One is a one-man crew; he even keeps maintenance over the entire base."
Izuku smiles petting the smooth round surface of the bot's form. "Huh, that's handy. With him you wouldn't need any other Plumbers."
One-One nods his entire body as if to agree, meanwhile Thirteen waves a so-so gesture. "Sort of sure One-One is a great help, but he's not designed or fit to aid in combat or missions other than providing information."
^Hehe, yup I'm more of a lover than a fighter! And I even have a heart to prove it.^
^Even if that heart is actually made up of cold soulless wires and circuits…^
"My point is that now that the both of you are going to be part of the Hero Course my plan is that as you gain experience, I hope to take you all out on more missions."
Ochaco gasps with worry and a bit of thrill, oddly enough. "Does that mean?"
"Combat…well yes and no. I'm certainly not against you assisting but we have to keep any and all combat on the downlow since illegal Quirk usage still applies. At least until your second years and you get your Provisional Licenses." Thirteen sticks a finger near Ochaco's face making her nervous. "That said school will come first. If your grades slip, then forget about your… extracurricular activities. Am I clear?" Thirteen sends them a warning look.
They both reply. "Crystal."
"Good, other than that you guys now have full range of this entire base. Minus the armory and contraband of course."
'This is all so much.' Izuku grips the Omnitrix, feeling it cool smooth surface under his fingers. 'They're giving us access to all of this…and after using up so much of their time to help me. To help train my powers. There's absolutely no way I would be here without Thirteen's help and guidance. And now they're trusting me with an entire alien base! Doesn't he deserve this? Perhaps, he does, it was his efforts that also got him this far, not just Thirteen's.'
"Thirteen." Izuku looks Thirteen right in the eye as he speaks. "Thank you for putting your faith in me. Without your guidance I would have never gotten as far as I have." Keeping his back straight he bows as low as he can in gratitude and respect. "Thank you."
Thirteen smiles with appreciation, petting Izuku's hair ruffling it up a bit. "Believe me Midoriya the honor is all mine. You'll be an excellent hero someday. That I'm certain of."
Wow, Thirteen is really that great of a person. Aren't they?
"Uraraka, I want to thank you as well."
Ochaco is a bit surprised, mainly because she thought this was a moment between the two of them and not her.
"You were my first real friend in a long time, I can't thank you enough for that." Once again, Izuku is bowing in gratitude to someone else who has been just as kind to him over these long months.
A blush rises to her cheeks, this is rather embarrassing for Ochaco having someone else thank them like this. "There's no need to thank me, if anything I should be thanking you. But that said, it's been great getting to know you too Deku and I hope that we keep moving forward and getting better together." She holds her fist out. "Now let's go become heroes!"
Izuku fists bumps her hand. "Yeah, and Plumbers too!"
Despite her cheery smile, a sweat drop forms on Ochaco's head. 'That's still a stupid name…'
One-One decides now is the time to remind everyone of his presence. ^Hooray we have new companions to join us in our valiant efforts to upholding the peace on Earth!^
Sad-One is quick to interrupt as he speaks with a very rapid and highly professional tone. ^By-agreeing-to-be-in-association-with-the-Plumbers-you-agree-to-release-this-intergalactic-body-of any-liability. This-may-include-mental, emotional, and physical-harm, injury, and/or death-that-may-occur-while-performing-your-line-of-duty.^
It takes a minute for the two teens' minds to process the onslaught of flying information. When they finally comprehend the message, their anxieties take over as they beg for One-One to explain why he had to say that.
Izuku begs to know what kind of dangers there are, while Ochaco hounds the bot for work compensation for possible future injuries.
Meanwhile, Thirteen watches from the side finding it all entertaining. 'This is going to be interesting.'
'Interesting.' Yagi Toshinori continues scrolling through the school issued computer. He's currently in U.A.'s staff room where each staff member has their own work desk and computer to use. And right now, Yagi is using his to read up on one odd green-haired boy. 'It appears young Midoriya registered his Quirk shortly after we met. But why is that? Just what could it mean? Is there a chance I pushed him too far and he ended up making a deal with that devil?! No, no, I took care of that threat a long time ago…'
"What are you looking at?"
"EEEEKKKK!" He nearly has a heart attack, and at his age that's really dangerous. Yagi clutches at his heart, spinning around in his chair so he can get a good look at his almost murder. "Oh, it's just you."
Leaning over him, his eyes trained on the screen, is a man with long black hair and is in desperate need of a good night's sleep. "So, this one caught your attention, too, huh?"
Yagi turns back to the screen currently their eyes are locked on a clip of Izuku's performance at the U.A. Entrance Exam. "You could say that…"
Yagi clicks on the next video this one is a recording of the Izuku saving a brown-haired girl with a round face, and vice versa.
The tired slender man sighs as if accepting a fate that's out of his control. "I have a feeling these two are going to be major pains."
Dread for the future students makes Yagi stiffen up. "What exactly are you planning?"
The man straightens up before making his way for the exit. He slides open the door, probability to go find a quiet place to sleep. Not before he makes his leave he peers back at Yagi with a single red eye. "I'm planning to push them past their limits."
In Yokohama, Kamino there is a seedy little bar that's hidden away in a quiet and unassuming alley. This place was meant to be long abandoned but yet there are two patrons sitting inside the rather well-kept bar.
One man is extremely slim with deathly-pale skin and tangled blue-grey hair. His attire is simple consisting of a black and unkempt long-sleeve shirt, matching pants, and a red pair of sneakers. The most disturbing part of his attire is the severed grey hand latched onto the front of his face blocking his sour scowl from view.
"I don't like him. He thinks too high and mighty of himself; it's disgusting."
The other patron, the bartender, whose body appears to be made up of a dark purple mist save for his glowing yellow eyes. His attire is definitely that of a bartender with only the metal brace around his collar bone standing out of place.
"Please, calm yourself he could prove useful."
"Pft. The only reason he's here is thanks to his Quirk. And you know that I hate players that use cheat codes!" The slim pale-skinned man scratches at his neck so vigorously that he may just tear off his own skin. "Just where did Giran find this punk? And why the hell does he have more than one Quirk?!"
"Why indeed." A calm yet dominating voice resonates throughout the bar silencing the other two patrons.
The two look over to a single TV sitting near the end of the bar. The TV isn't displaying a station, rather static plays in the background, but someone is using it to communicate through.
"I'm rather curious about this one as well." With no provocation a single image appears on screen, it's of Henzu Uuichi. The picture is dark and hard to make out amongst the static, but one can clearly see a teen with messy long dark hair and a paddock lock hanging from his neck. "But as for his Quirk it is unclear as of now whether it is similar to my own, or if it's a mere coincidence."
"I still don't like it. I'd rather just keep him as an NPC that's better served as cannon fodder."
"You don't need to enjoy his company, but with his array of abilities and weak mind you can certainly use him to your advantage. He could prove useful to you in the future."
"I doubt it. I rather see him die in a dark alley." There's a finality to the young man's voice, before he grabs a nearby cup of water and drinks what's left inside with a few sips.
The bartender decides to move the conversation on. "Master is the weapon ready?"
"It will be but our doctor's newest…associate is seeing to some rather unique modifications."
The blue-grey haired man finishes his drink. "Like what? What could a quack with an animal fetish have to offer."
"His Quirk. His Quirk allows him to alter the DNA of animals, and with some…modifications to his device we have been able to expand on his capabilities. In other words, we used his skills, knowledge, and Quirk to our advantage in order to help serve our own purposes."
The pale-skinned man peers through his hand-mask leering at the photo of Henzu. The photo is a bit clear now and this time he can make out the faint outline of a second pair of arms growing out of the punk's sides. "Fine. If he wants to prove himself then he'll get his chance," He holds up the empty glass circling it around in front of him. "but if he fails." With no warning he grips the glass within his entire hand, the glass is quick to shatter and break apart showering down onto the bar in a rain of broken glass and sand like particles. "then that will be the end of Henzu Uuichi."
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Sukima
(Takes place a few months back, after Izuku and Thirteen came up with a cover story to explain the Omnitrix and Izuku's new "Quirk".)
Izuku and his mother are in their living room, sitting across from each other. Izuku has just explained that his Quirk "manifested" late because it is an extremely rare case of a new mutation of his Quirk Factor. He also explained that "One Man Army" allows him to transform into…monster-like forms with the aid of the special watch.
"Okay, Mom. I'm going to show you my Quirk, but you have to promise that you won't freak out."
Inko gives her son a stern look. "Honey, please, give me a little more credit." She smiles softly. "Besides I'm just so happy that you gained a Quirk! Anyway, I'm ready when you are."
Izuku activates the Omnitrix, its faceplate shoots up, and the green-haired boy scrolls through the selection of aliens. 'I don't want to scare her so I should probably go for my more friendlier looking forms…maybe Ditto? Yeah, he'll work he's small, funny, and not at all threatening. He's perfect.' With a few turns Ditto's DNA is selected. "Alright, here goes."
Inko has to shield her eyes from the bright eerie green light as it engulfs her child. She rubs her eyes, recovering from the flash, and finally she opens them to see what kind of Quirk her son really has.
She's greeted by the sight of scaly fiend with a maw of jagged-razor teeth that's roaring right in her face. "RAAAAA!"
"AAAAAHHHH!" Inko jumps backwards so fast she knocks over the couch, the only reason she stops moving is because she crashes into the wall.
She's clutching at her little heart, as she hyperventilates at the sight of the freaky fish man.
Tears stream out of her eyes in shock and fear. 'What happened to my baby?! Where did this thing come from?! Izuku!'
Meanwhile, Ripjaws is gasping holding his throat as if choking. "Water, I need…water!" He didn't expect this, although he should have, and because of that the moment he transformed his gasp to breathe came out like that of a roar.
He needs water fast! Gasping for oxygen Ripjaws steps forward toward the kitchen and that's when he notices how cool and wet his feet feel. Curiously, he blinks down noticing water flooding the apartment floor. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, he plunges his head forward into the living saving water.
"Ahhhhh." The Piscciss Volann sighs in relief as he picks his head out of the water. "Sweet relief, but where did all this water come from?"
He turns and what he discovers is shocking, disturbing, and concerning. His mother is crying so hard with shock that the tears are pouring out of her eyes like geysers flooding the entire apartment like a swimming pool.
"Mom! Stop! We don't have flood insurance!"
"WAAHH! MY BABY BOY HAS A QUIRK!"