Midoriya Izuku Origins 2 - Impression
It's seven am in the streets of Musutafu Japan. The rising dawn of this April day gives the morning a magnificent orange sheet of glean, keeping the concrete jungle out of the blue darkness. Here, the average man and woman flock to the streets going to work, delivering newspapers – they still do that? - and getting ready to move for school.
Among these workers, a crime is in progress.
"Come on, let's go!" Two criminals wielding guns take off with a bag of yen, exiting a convenience store. A shadow passes overhead as they head for their van.
As soon as one guy takes out his keys a white substance ejects onto his hand. The sticky liquid hardens quickly, gluing his hand in place. "What the hell?"
"A hero?!" The other guy takes out his gun looking for whoever it was. He glances up when that same white stuff smacks on his face, taking the shape of a web. He grunts and thrashes about, the web on his nose cutting off oxygen.
"Of course this happens on my way to class..." A figure jumps up on top of their van. The thug turns around as his head is held in place, and rips off the webbing attached to his face. Once done, he then punches him hard in the face, a clean shot.
The man turns a bit before falling over, landing face forward into the ground, as the figure says, "Ooh, I hope that didn't break bones."
The new guy jumps up quickly, effectively dodging fire sent his way. He takes a look over and stares at the person responsible, spotting the criminal who has flames extorting from his breath. His eyes linger on that more through his bright blue goggles.
"I'm gonna fry you, bug boy!" He exhausts more flames at him, the mystery man jumping away avoiding his attack. That same web substance shoots out onto the van behind the flame breath, and with a pull of his wrists, he shoots forward kneeing him into the van. Saliva stains his green costume.
"It's not that hard to tell I'm a spider." The man looks down at the people he's beaten up. He shoots more of the web fluid from his wrists, tying them together in a wrap.
With his job done he returns the bag of cash to the convenience store, giving one a single glance inside to count the money. After he hands it over he takes off into the daylight, jumping high enough to reach the top of street lights. He fires web fluid to stick to walls and swing through the air with the greatest of ease.
As he continues, a more solid visual of the spider male is shown; he is 5'6 feet tall dressed in a homemade superhero costume – he wears an emerald-colored sweatshirt under a matching hoodie that has a blue innard reversed in the hoodie. He has a green face mask that covers all but his eyes, which are covered by blue goggles. He also has expandable tights of the same green shade as his hoodie with black shoes that have no support. He wears gloves - also green - that prevents him from leaving fingerprints.
His swinging goes on until reaching a certain school, Jyaaku High. Landing on the side of the building he climbs along the side until he makes it to the roof. With a quick look around he removes his costume to dress in a high school uniform, revealing his face finally. He is a plain-looking yet adorable teenager with freckles. He has deep emerald eyes and black, curly hair with olive highlights.
The teenager keeps quiet as he enters from the top floor, making his way down. He removes tiny gauntlets attached to his wrists and stuffs them in his bag in a special compartment. Once he reaches class, everyone looks at him.
Uh oh. "Am I-"
"You're late, again," speaks the teacher as he writes his name down. "Take a seat Midoriya."
His classmates laugh as he heads to his assigned seat. He holds up his notebook hiding behind his face, which is so red he looks like a tomato. As the teacher talks, Izuku Midoriya begins writing down notes.
The boy sighs as he returns to reality, the day progressing as normal.
Later...
"Good job today Midoriya." Looking up as Izuku puts away his books, he spots the teacher walking by him. He pats his back with a smile, before walking out the door with the rest of the students.
The green-haired teenager turns red at the praise, one of the first times he's ever received any. Being ignored for being Quirkless tends to lower self-esteem like that, especially for him. He can thank Bakugo for that.
After gathering his supplies together, he heads into the science lab. "Fifteen minutes until everyone shows up. Better hurry up." He quickly grabs a beaker and places it over a blue flame, before gathering materials. He stuffs them into the glass and adds water, stirring until it thickens into a molasses-like white substance.
"Three minutes... done!" He turns off the flames and then funnels the goo inside a small trapezoid capsule no larger than a big toe. Once it's full he dumps it into another, until there's nothing left. He slips the capsules inside his bag and begins cleaning up.
"Hey, Midoriya!" Looking back he spots the science club coming in. The blue-haired president states, "I told you, no activities until we're all here. What do you do anyway?"
"Oh, I'm…" He begins darting his eyes back and forth thinking of a lie. "I was trying a new formula for a friend of mine. He said it's to make a glue that surpasses that gorilla strength."
"Well good luck with that. That stuff is strong as hell," says the short guy of the group. "Don't put it in your hair thinking it's shampoo either."
Izuku takes out a notebook as they discuss stuff to accomplish. As much as he likes being here, he's honestly just using their supplies for his vigilante activities. Then again it's nice to be around others, considering there's no reason to spend all his time in an empty house.
Later...
"Hey, have you heard the news?" Izuku looks up from putting his books away as the girls in his class at Jyakku talk. Classes have ended and he's ready to leave.
"They say a serial killer with sludge powers is out there. Maybe we should be more careful."
"Don't worry. That's what heroes are for," says her friend without care.
As they leave, Izuku goes back to packing up his stuff. Though internally, he's a little upset about that thought notion nowadays. It's like everyone subscribes to that belief. Aside from the book he has to give Yaoyorozu tomorrow and what he has to do later today, that's the least of his worries. Hopefully, things are quiet.
He's also thinking about that villain that broke free; it's the same guy who tried to kill him a year ago.
"Take care Midoriya!" speaks his teacher as he finishes packing his bag. The last of his things ends up being a test paper with a score of 100. He waves to his classmate as he makes his way out the door. As he exits into the hallway he hears yelling.
"What do you mean you're leaving the club?!" shouts the woman from his club.
"It's not you, it's me," he replies, his tone that of annoyance, "being unable to put up with your high and mighty attitude!"
"So what, you can't handle a little bit of criticism?"
"It's not a criticism if you're being a bitch!"
Her eyes turn red, figuratively. "Because I hate stupid people! If I wrote a book, you wouldn't be able to get past the first chapter because you can't take your mind off a minor detail that no one else in the world would care about!"
"You're lucky you're kind of hot. Otherwise, you'd get slapped for your superiority complex."
"I'll slap you with lead right now, D-!"
After that, Izuku walks off before this conversation evolved into something meta. That's when he spots someone standing at the far end of the hall. He groans recognizing him as one of his childhood bullies, the only one of whom does not go to a different school.
"Having a good day, Deku?" asks the big guy, his tone none too pleasant. "Things must be going swimmingly for a loser like yourself."
"Gigan?" Izuku looks up to him. "I'm surprised you're still here."
"I couldn't get into UA! Where else was I supposed to go?!" he shouts in a rage. "Even though I got good points they still kicked me out! Said I had negative points! Bakugo shouldn't have gotten in either!"
"Kacchan is nothing like you." Izuku walks past him. "I'm going now."
"Get back here!" He reaches out for Izuku, who slips under his grasp easily. He then continues out the school doors, never looking back. "I'll get you tomorrow you useless nerd!"
Free, he makes a deep sigh as he leaves the school. "Guess I have to deal with him later." With the cool spring breeze blowing by his face, he pulls out his phone checking the time, before walking forward with a posture of wonder.
As the boy walks, he thinks back to that event, remembering why he did it. Being Spider-Man, he can easily throw that guy into a wall. Since he's hiding his identity, he can't, A. And B, he will only be called the bad guy if it isn't self-defense.
Reaching the district nearest the school, Izuku sees several of his classmates enjoying their day without a care. Not many he can pull a name from memory for, but it's good he remains anonymous.
He passes by an ice candy cart selling ice cream. "Come one, come all! Get your ice cream today! The spring's only gonna get hotter!" The aged, white-haired vendor waves to him. "You there! You look like you're a hot-blooded youth! Cool down with my specialty, the ice kabob!"
"The what?"
"It's five rolls of ice cream, each with a different flavor, stuck together in a toothpick." He pulls out an ice product wrapped in blue. "This one has great flavors: strawberry, vanilla bean, sea salt, green apple, and crab."
"Hmm… Sure, what the heck? How much?"
"700 yen," he says, smirking when the teen caught off guard digs into his pocket for the appropriate amount of cash. Oddly, he's not disturbed by that, because he gets the ice cream anyway. "Thank you, come again."
Izuku walks away with his treat, opening it up to taste the pink ball of ice cream. His cheeks swell at the sweetness crab flavored ice cream is giving him, an unexpected treat. "Mm! I'm gonna come back to him again."
As he chows down on the strawberry and then apple, he looks up when he hears heroes battling villains. He moves in quickly towards the streets where he sees traffic has stopped. A purple foot stomps on the concrete earth. From what he can tell, Mount Lady is slugging a giant turtle man, who resembles Gamera.
"Man, these villains are getting annoying lately," he hears some old guy with star-shaped hair say near him.
"So many people can't hold themselves back," says another person.
"Don't worry about it. The hero's got this, like always," says the last person.
The fight reaches a climax when the ultra lady grabs the turtle's head and flips him in the air. "Take that! Gravity's got nothing on me!" Hearing that, the whole battle starts to drown out. His mind unlocks upon hitting the keyword gravity, and when he first met her.
Izuku's danger sense breaks him out of memory lane, just in time for him to dodge a block of concrete coming at his head. "Phew." Returning to his senses, he sees Mount Lady has triumphed over her opponent, standing tall over the now shrinking turtle man.
With the battle over, Izuku walks away ignoring any further actions including the photos snapping. Checking his ice cream, he sees that he's been snacking while reminiscing. All that's left is the blue mound of ice cream. Taking a bite of it, he tastes the blue ice cream; it chills him as he succumbs to the salty flavor it initially hits his taste buds with. It fills him with life and makes him smile so much turning his mouth into a kingdom of feels.
This feeling lasts within him as he makes his way towards a cemetery. Passing through the maze of tombstones, Izuku comes upon the stone he's been looking for, as well as people already there in prayer. Hiding, he listens in on them.
"My little girl up in heaven, we'll never forget you." He hears a woman crying afterward, before leaving with her husband.
Once they're gone, he goes over to the tombstone and places a hyacinth by the stone. He then places his hands together praying. "I'm so sorry..." A flood drowns out from his eyes. "You shouldn't have died from what happened. If only I had stopped him." After a bit, he comes up and prepares to leave. As he does the name on the tomb becomes more visible, reading, 'Ochako Uraraka.'
With those words in mind, he heads for home. Since he left his suit in his backpack he can't web swing home, less someone sees him and puts two and two together. Knowing this he foots it the entire way, going faster than he ever needed knowing no one will stop him in time.
Once he stops brushing by people and reaches the apartment complex he lives in, he receives a text message from someone labeled Yaoyorozu. He smiles reading it, which says in proper Japanese, 'Had a great day at UA today. Became the president of my classroom! I wish you were here!'
"I wish I was there too sometimes." He types this down as he speaks it out. "I'll see you tomorrow."
She texts back, 'Okay. Talk to you later.'
Once he's done he enters in removing his shoes. He doesn't see his mother's pair, coming to an obvious conclusion about her before locking up behind him and going straight to his room. Without further padding, he lays on his bedspread of All Might before turning on his television monitor. This shows a news report about a villain made of sludge having stolen from a mini-mart.
"Mom, please make it back safe," he says to himself as he continues to watch the report.
While watching he digs into his bag and removes the small gauntlets he stowed away before, taking out a screwdriver as well. He goes to work unscrewing it, seeing the remains of the dissolved web fluid inside of it. "Even though the formula dissolves an hour after usage, using too much can clog without regular cleaning…" Once he's done he begins adjusting it before strapping the device around his left wrist and firing a spider web at the ceiling. "Better!"
Midoriya Izuku Origins 3 - Upshot
Flashback...
It's such a beautiful day outside, and a great reason for me to think that; I'm getting better at my powers, I'm about to meet up with Uraraka at the beach, and I can prove All Might and Bakugo that I can be a hero in four days.
As soon as I get to the beach, the girl stands there as if waiting for me. The two of us have been coming back here for obvious reasons on this scrapyard beach. "Oh hi, Deku!" Yet, she still calls me Deku because of that one mistake. When I explained to her what it meant, she gave her understanding. And I like how she uses it in a 'never give up kind of way.
That's how we became friends.
"Hey, Uraraka!" She's still wearing a tracksuit, but she still looks pretty. I'd ask her out…if, you know, I wasn't me. I don't even mind when she calls me Deku since she uses a different meaning for it. "Ready for another trial run?"
"Yup," she replies happily. "Get ready!" She runs along with the many piles of garbage, passing her fingers by each one big enough. As soon as they start floating, I begin hopping and crawling up them. I'll worry about cleaning my clothes when I get home; right now, it's time for training.
Taking a mighty leap, I hear the shout of, "Release," meaning she's canceling her Quirk. I manage to land on the last pile just in time and flip off in front of her. "Great work!"
"That was a lot more than yesterday."
"I want to increase how much I can lift before-" She suddenly stops, grabbing her mouth. Is she alright? No, from the gross stuff that just hit the ground, she's not okay.
Taking her hand, and containing myself, I guide her to the port where most people go to avoid the garbage. Stepping out of the sand we touch hard concrete and sit together on a bench. Now if I can just stop myself from doing or saying something stupid. "Uraraka, are you okay?"
"Yeah," she says, "I just get nauseous whenever I exceed my weight limit." I give her a napkin to wipe her mouth. As she does, it starts to come to mind that she needs to resist the amount of weight she absorbs to make things float; any that surpasses a certain amount makes her vomit. That means she's been feeling this and more as she's been training. She must have some amazing resolve.
I want to know now. "Uraraka, if you don't mind me asking," I need to say this right, "why do you want to be a hero?"
She quickly turns to me when I ask her; I might have taken her by surprise. Does she not want to? It's okay though. I guess it'd be too much to expect her to trust me so easily. "Money."
Money? "I want to make enough money for my parents. I want my family to have a life they deserve, where we won't have to be poor anymore."
"Huh… I would never have gotten that from you." She must want a follow-up to that; she's looking at me so intently. "W-Well, you seem so positive and glowing all the time. I didn't think you were so unhappy with your life."
"No no!" She waves her hands. "It's not like that; it's just if they can do all the things they've done for me, I should do the same. I love my parents so much!" There's this hopeful look in her eye. "I've always wanted to be helpful to them in any way, and once I'm a hero I can make a lot of money and send it to them. I know I should worry about myself, but I care about them more."
"Wow…you and I are a lot alike." I might as well explain myself a bit. "I mean… I've always wanted to help my mom too. It's just me and her now that da-" Maybe not tell her that part.
"I want to be a hero to help and save everyone around me, and if I get a hero license I can do that. Now that I have this Quirk, I can make it my own and save as many people as I can!
"That's why I think we're alike; we both want to become heroes for the sake of others." I think she got what I meant because she's smiling so vibrantly. "As we promised, let's work hard and pass the Entrance Exam together."
"Un!" If only we made it that far. If only.
End Flashback...
Over at UA High, Katsuki Bakugo is walking out of the gate. With his backpack slung against him, he angrily grumbles under his breath. He's had a rough day trying to catch up; losing to those others the other day despite him having the better Quirk hurt him so much inside.
Thinking further on it, Bakugo takes the metro train all the way home. But while deep in thought, the announcement calls to a specific stop. '... that's where Aldera is...' Feeling nostalgic despite only graduating a year ago, Bakugo steps off the train.
He then walks off, making his way to his middle school. There, he spots a group of younger teenagers leaving talking about stuff he did; how they're going to get into UA High next year. Hearing that brings a smile to his face.
"I guess some people never left that dream behind. My Quirk was the only decent one from this school." The ash-blond teen steps away, leaving the school behind.
As he passes by an alleyway, a noise catches his attention. Human curiosity takes over as he enters, looking around for what it is. After checking for a few seconds, his curiosity ends. "Whatever."
"Ooh! I got a feisty one this time!" These words come from behind him. And before he can see who has spoken, it is too late.
Later...
His classes now over, Izuku walks home carrying a jar of web fluid freshly made. "I better hurry up," he says to himself, "Yaoyorozu is coming over today for that book."
Not too far away from where he is his spider-sense rings to the sound of explosions in that direction. "Uh oh."
He stops just before dashing into trouble; since it's daylight, heroes can and will see the explosions and be able to handle it on their own. "But, it doesn't hurt to go check it out."
Taking off for the scene, the spider lad passes by people running from where he's going with haste. Through what he's seen in their expressions it must be a terrifying scene. He has to know more; someone might need his help.
As the explosions get louder, the young spider comes across people in a crowd spectating the incident in a narrow walkway. From where he stands, just behind the throng of onlookers, the police department is protecting them; he can't tell more beyond the bodies and fire overhead. Looking up, he spots something of a green sludge-like arm that was waving overhead, along with an SUV flipping through the air.
Luckily, the hero Death Arms grabs it in time. Sighing, Izuku creeps closer to the crowd to get information. "What's going on?"
An adult with star-like hair still watching speaks, "That mud man serial killer is attacking everything." Hearing that, Izuku pushes himself up using his shoulder to view. There he finally sees the green sludge man rampaging. "Get off me!"
"Sorry!" After getting down, he asks, "Why aren't the heroes doing anything?"
"He grabbed some high schooler and is using his body and Quirk, and no one has a Quirk that can stand up to it," he says, shocking Izuku further.
"Oh, man…" He mutters when he hears the news. He can't imagine how painful being controlled by that thing could be. But this time there are heroes to help. There is no real need for him to step in; someone should be able to save him. 'Right?'
As the explosions continue to rebound and destroy the surroundings, he decides to back out of the crowd to get a better look. "And what better way than from above?" Taking a step away from onlooking eyes, he climbs up the side of a building before reaching the top. There at its summit, he gets a grander scale of space.
From the narrow streets where the crowds have formed he sees Death Arms protecting the crowd. In the center of the crossroad square, the wood-armed hero Kamui Woods and the firefighter hero Backdraft are fighting against the slime villain surrounded by flaming buildings. The former hero is kept at bay, mostly from what he can see because the explosions produced are effective against his Quirk, and the latter is putting out the flames caused by it, most especially on a car and several street lamps.
Though as he thinks about it, he recognizes that explosion aspect. Narrowing his eyes, he focuses his senses closer to see who it is, picking out the host's spiky hair and ash blond like tomorrow's fragrance. When his spider eyes realize that he has red eyes, washed over by bubbles of tears, that sets him off.
With the swiftness only he can muster, Izuku throws off his school shirt, pants, and shoes, slipping on his vigilante costume including web-shooters. Once the mask goes on, there's no more hesitation before he leaps, screaming, "KACCHAN!"
His loud voice gathers the garnering eyes of everyone present at the scene, including his target Bakugo and the sludge villain controlling him. "Who the hell are you!?" he shouts through Bakugo, rearing back his right arm to blow him away.
Izuku narrows his view when his senses warn him of what's incoming, and with the swiftness of a flying spider extends his left arm to shoot a line at a building up above him without looking. This pulls him just to the villain's left, escaping the incoming explosion. He then quickly releases and rolls to his feet.
He raises his head to stare at the villain. "Who the hell are you?!"
"Uh…" He has to think of a name. Now that everyone knows he's here, he has to keep his mouth quiet. No one needs to know who he is. Though he, unfortunately, curses himself when he says, "I'm a spider man apparently."
"That's a dumb name." The villain raises an arm attempting to blow him away. He flips over the arm with ease and grace, easily dodging the second that comes up from below.
Landing on the side of a non-flaming wall, he glares downward at the sludge. 'That's Kacchan… I have to do something.' He jumps away to the other side of the street. 'The only way to save him is to remove the sludge, but I'm gonna need a way to pull it off.' He begins formulating a plan.
Though his spider-sense warns him at the last second and he gets smacked into a wall. The mud man laughs at finally hitting him. "Squirmy little punk; finally got him!" This drops when he sees his target get back up. "What?!"
"You're nothing to sweat!" he says in a taunting manner, his mind going to an imitation of Bakugo. "Possessed a person and you still can only do this much? Go ahead and die!"
"Wha-" A web shot hits the sludge man's eye, causing an uncomfortable cringe. The spider kid then runs away as he pulls off the sticky thread. "Damn you!" Forcing Bakugo to move, the villain gives chase for him.
While running further from the crowd, Izuku continues down the narrow street until reaching the next block. "No flames. Good!" There he checks the area, eyes stopping up on the ceiling. "Done."
"I'm gonna hang you by your web, you damn spiderman!" shouts the villain as he nears.
Turning to face his opponent, Izuku jumps away from an explosion forced out of Bakugo's palm. Perfectly landing on the top of the edge of a building, he fires two web lines at the openings revealing Bakugo's uniform. "Gotcha!" With his opponent ensnared, all his might goes into pulling the teen and the slimy hijacker and spinning them around diagonally in the air.
With an increase in the spin, parts of the slime man begin to peel away. Parts of him start slipping away and splashing on the buildings in the street surrounding them. This continues until eventually, all that's left is Bakugo, free from any form of green on him. 'Yes! Now to slow down-' The web lines rip off his clothing and the unfortunate nuke maker rockets through the air. 'Kuso!'
He quickly jumps up high, shooting a web line to catch and pull him close. He then grabs Bakugo and aims at two buildings below him. 'Gotta aim this right; no mistakes!' He shoots a single line, and it extends into a spider web that attaches to the twin roofs. That allows them both to land on top of the net, which stretches from their kinetic weight before returning to its original shape.
Izuku breathes a sigh of relief at his success, letting go of his childhood bully. "Are you okay Ka-er, kid?"
"Kid?" Bakugo glares with his tearful eyes at the spider person and uses explosions to free himself from the web. As Izuku swings to the side of a wall, Bakugo slows his descent using explosions. Not once did his eyes turn away from the person who saved him.
"Well, as long as you're okay…" Izuku quickly turns around when something hits his spider-sense, seeing the mud man amassing himself in a puddle. It seems to be his head.
"There the fuck you are, you slimy bastard!" Bakugo steps up aiming his hand, charging an explosion.
Before he could, Izuku fires webbing to contain it in a bag. As he breathes a sigh of relief, he sees the heroes coming forth. "Well, take care! I'm late for nothing!" Izuku makes a mighty leap and proceeds to web swing back to the building where he left his stuff to get it.
As he leaves, he gazes back at the scene down below where the police and heroes go for Bakugo. Despite that, he's also got his eyes on Bakugo, who still is focused on him. 'Does he know? No, he shouldn't.'
After grabbing his bag he prepares to leave, where he witnesses every bystander taking out their phones and recording him. He web-swings away knowing exactly where he has to go.
Later at the Midoriya Residence…
It's nighttime, and our arachnid vigilante sits just outside his apartment home. Dressed in his high school uniform, he fires a web line and swings onto the side of the building. He then climbs up the side grabbing hold of the line, ripping it away, and letting it fall. "There we go."
Checking around as he makes it to the top floor, he lands just in front of his door and opens up. 'What a day: first that test, then Kacchan got attacked by that villain…well, at least he's safe. And despite everything, no one figured out who I was. I even had to go around the city to lose track of anyone that might have been tracking me.'
Unlocking and opening his front door, Izuku steps inside, spotting two extra pairs of shoes left by the front step. "Hm?" He steps further in and spots to his shock Yaoyorozu and Bakugo sitting on the couch next to his mother. 'Uh oh.'
"Izuku! Welcome back!" says his mom as she comes to his side. "You know you can't be staying out too late, not with everything happening with that escaped convict."
"Midoriya." He looks over at Yaoyorozu.
"Oh, Yaoyorozu! Are you here for that book?" He asks her, heading for his room. "I'll get it right away; don't wanna hold up your time."
"Okay!" She gets up to follow, Bakugo trailing after with this hateful look in his eyes.
In his room, Izuku begins pilfering through his collection of books. He grabs a specific one and hands it over to her. "Here you go. It's late and you should-"
"That was a lie; I wanted to talk about something else." This sudden statement takes him by surprise. With a sincere look on her face, she shows him a video on her phone. It shows footage of the fight this afternoon; she stops just as it shows him in the air, to which she asks, "This is you, isn't it?"
Her sudden question takes him by surprise, making him a nervous little spider. Stuttering, he says, "Now, that's not true. I don't have a Quirk so that can't be me."
"Cut the shit," Bakugo speaks over him. "The world may be pretty vast, but there's no one else in the entire universe DUMB ENOUGH to fucking call me Kacchan!" More sweat comes down his face as Yaoyorozu holds a hand to her more. "You didn't think I'd catch that? You fucking idiot, of course, it was you!"
Izuku quickly shushes him and closes the door behind him. "Okay, yes. That was me!"
"She doesn't know?" asks Yaoyorozu.
"Of course not." He shakes his head rapidly, sweating profusely. "She doesn't know I have a Quirk either. How did you find out?"
"You're the only one I know who's interested in spiders, so I took a guess. Though I'd have figured it out sooner if I knew that was your Quirk." Of course, that'd be too obvious.
"Let's talk about that shit too, ya Quirkless loser!" Bakugo grabs his collar and pushes him to the wall. "Why the hell do you have a Quirk?! Quirks don't manifest in the body past age 5!" Explosions erupt from his palms fiercely.
The curious rich girl remains silent, also wanting to know more about that among other things. 'Izuku was Quirkless?'
And so, Izuku explains saying, "Remember that trip to Astro Corporation? One of those spiders from that exhibit followed me home in my backpack and bit me. When I woke up, I could do everything a spider could. I think it may have had a Quirk that could pass on its powers to me because otherwise, it doesn't make sense to me. Of course, the venom probably also awoken some genes inside of me, but it wouldn't make sense still that it was spider related unless I-"
His red-eyed bully shouts over him: "That is the stupidest shit I have ever heard in my life; a Quirk that can pass on Quirks, come on! That's like giving away what makes you special!"
Izuku pushes him off, doing so lightly so as not to hurt him. "I never had these when we were kids, otherwise I'd have shown everyone. I would have shown you." He glares at him at that.
"We'd probably never have any real interaction." He looks at Yaoyorozu here.
"And I'd be in UA instead of wearing this homemade costume picking up garbage."
"About that," speaks the observant girl. She gives him a hard stare that lightens, before she asks, "Midoriya, why are you a vigilante?"
"Yaoyorozu, I'm not-" She takes out her phone and begins rummaging through a website. She shows a video of a reporter detailing information about the incident earlier.
"…And now, some good news. Escaped convict Sawa Numachi aka Slime-Man has been apprehended today in Musutafu. But what really has everyone in heaps is the appearance of this new person on the block." The video shows the footage she played earlier. "The police have made no official statement, and he has not been registered in any hero department. Most likely, he's a vigilante. Even more, some people have claimed to have seen the webs shot out of his arms before; he may be the vigilante who has recently had a hand resolving certain incidents. To quote-"
She shuts off the video. "I've gone through the comments, and many people have written that they've seen your activities. This is not the first day you've done this."
After taking in her words, he lowers his head. Despite this, not a single part of his face shows any more shame or regret. "Why are you doing these things? Just leave it to the police and the heroes. There's no need for you to get involved."
"I can't just do nothing-"
"Yes you can!" she shouts this time, putting more emotion in her tone. "You don't have the right training to be a hero, and it's worrying if you end up being arrested because you were doing the right thing."
Izuku takes a seat on his bed. "Yaoyorozu, I'm sorry for breaking the law. But I don't think I'll be able to stop; if I looked the other way when I could have done something, someone might've died again."
"Again…" Yaoyorozu takes a seat beside him. Her face gives the textbook definition of sincerity. "Is this about Uraraka?"
Izuku gives no response, verbally or facially. So she continues: "Midoriya, that wasn't your fault. Even if you're stronger than most people that doesn't mean you have to take on so much on your own."
"It was my fault," he says, with great emphasis on 'was.' "There were days left until the Entrance Exams to UA. I entered a store to buy some tools to fix something. On my way out, I saw him go in; Akaigan Ken. He came in to rob the store, and I stopped him. But, I let him go. I kept saying to myself that was enough and that I didn't need to pursue him, so I let him go. And the day after, he killed her."
The spider boy shakes as the thought coursed through his mind. "Uraraka was shot by him because I didn't do the right thing and brought him down. Because I was trying to follow the rules and not be a vigilante, she's dead!" His fists pound his thighs, teeth gritted in a vice; the words came out faster than any murmuring. He's repeated the words in his head for so long, that saying it aloud is almost surprising.
Yaoyorozu takes a seat next to him and snakes those arms around him into a tail-eating reenactment. The sudden action awakens the boy from his sullen slumber. "Midoriya…it's okay. You shouldn't have to torment yourself over a mistake… you don't have to be some spider man to find some personal forgiveness."
"It's not just that…" He pries himself free. "I've been thinking; even if he didn't shoot her, he could have easily shot someone else. Everyone in the world believes that they don't have to worry about villains because heroes exist. I don't want to wait for someone to receive help, and they die before it happens because I was following the law. If heroes can risk their lives I should do no less than them!"
There's a moment of silence broken open like incense. After this beat, Bakugo pollutes the air again saying, "I'm done."
"Eh?" The other two watch as he prepares to leave, with the walking nuke spouting random swears.
"I'm done. I don't need to hear this sappy shit anymore." He grabs the door handle and turns back, asking, "Is that why you didn't take the exams?"
"Of course not. You see..."
Flashback…
It's such a beautifully bright and chilly day. There I sit on the bus, a bug among people going about their usual morning, dressed in a hoodie with a mouth mask. As I await staring out the window, I await my chance to reach the golden gates of UA High, one amongst hundreds equally persistent in achieving their dream the same as me.
With web-shooters strapped on my arms hidden under my sleeve, I'm ready to show the world my strength. I'll do your dream, Uraraka. So, watch me. It's the least I can do. And nothing's going to stop my spider-sense from going off at this exact – wait, hold up.
I'm quickly thrown out of my seat, clearly not the only one; it felt like something rocked the bus. Is everyone okay? No, of course not. But I better check.
After getting up and checking the damage – luckily no one suffered more than a few scrapes and a minor head injury – it's time to see who knocked us over. Out the window, there's visible destruction on the bridge we're on. Smoke rises from the east of the car off the bridge, meaning there's been a crash. Also, there is this black splodge of some sort on the windshield, so he can't even see what's in front of them.
"Everyone, get out! This thing is gonna tip!" On the command of the bus driver, every patron gets up climbing out the emergency exits from the windows. As we leave the vehicle, I notice the thing tilting down the front. That confirms that the bus is about to fall over.
Wait, if they all get off then the bus will crash down below. What if someone fell below and they could get hit by this bus?
As I climb out, a few more people left behind me, the bus begins to tilt down more. It's going to fall! And looking around I don't see any heroes within sight. I should wait for them to…
No. I can't.
I can't wait again this time and put others at risk. I have the power to save people, so it's time to use it responsibly!
Quickly taking myself to the back of the bus and adjusting my web-shooters, I shoot out a web line that extends at the end to release multiple threads to attach to the back glass. Here I stress my body to pull as much as possible because by god this is heavy. This bus is possibly the heaviest thing I've tried to pull. Just wish someone could help.
"Thanks, kid!" Someone luckily does, an older man with fox ears who grabs the thread helping me pull. Together we bring it back to a solid level. The rest of the patrons inside finally finish exiting, but I didn't bother waiting. I webbed the line to the road before going to the edge.
There down below I see an overturned SUV on fire. It looks like a family is there, a woman with a little boy watching an older man trying to pry open the door. I don't know why though; that car could explode at any moment unless someone's inside trapped.
My spider-sense goes off at this moment, telling me to jump. Following it, I leap in the air underneath the elevated road where I see the problem; the road is breaking up. So I swing back up and use my webs to patch the fissure-induced areas to make sure it stays intact just long enough for everyone to leave.
I haven't forgotten the family; lowering myself with the web I drop down to where they are and go to the car. "What are you doing? You gotta get back!" says the father.
"Is someone inside?"
"Yes, my little girl's trapped inside-" Before he could finish my hands have already gripped the door handle and ripped it off. Peering inside, it looks like she's in the middle seat unconscious and buckled in place.
I reach in and grasp the belt buckle, ripping it off with all my strength before catching the girl to prevent an impact on her head. She shuffles in her unconscious state as I pull her out at the speed of a turtle's jog. With her, in both hands, I hand her to her father.
As soon as I do, my senses start tingling. Oh no. I quickly leap, pushing the two out of the way as the car explodes, its flames hitting me in the shoulder.
Ugh! It hurts a lot! Even though I tank Kacchan's explosions all the time, this puts them to shame! But, I can still move my arm. I'm not incapacitated.
"Who are you?" asks the father as he returns to the rest of his family, the mother looking over her daughter who rustles awake now.
"Just someone late for an appointment!" Now that they're safe I can focus on my obligations.
If I swing fast enough I can make it! I'll just slide in where I can change out of these clothes damaged by fire.
After a quick change, I make it to UA High's front gate. And there's no one here like I expected. I knew this was going to happen.
Wait, there's someone there! A dog person? Oh, that must be Hound Dog! "Hey, excuse me!"
"Hrm?" He turns around to face me. Just as I'm about to explain myself, he says, "Sorry, but entrances are closed."
"What?"
"Registrations ended twenty minutes ago. You're too late."
"But, I'm just a little late! There was-"
"GARU!" Hound Dog jumps in front of me. I think he's about to eat me! "Are you going to cry to me about how you deserve a chance just because you were late?! And bullshit an excuse like how you overslept or you missed the bus?!"
A claw pokes my chest. "Try to imagine being out as a hero and someone dies when you could have done something, and giving that excuse you were about to regurgitate to the police and their loved ones."
Hound Dog then huffs. "If you can remember that, you can try again at a different hero school."
... Total defeat.
End Flashback…
"And that's how I ended up missing the exams..."
Upon the conclusion of his story that Bakugo huffs at, the exploding nuke glares at Yaoyorozu. "I only showed up to see what stupid reason you had for being a vigilante, and it ends up being some sappy resolve." He walks opens the door and makes his exit. "You better not regret that choice."
After a bow to Inko, Bakugo leaves out the apartment. Inside his bedroom, Izuku turns to face Yaoyorozu, asking, "Are you angry with me?"
"No."
"Disappointed?"
"I understand, is the best I can say," she says, before holding a hand out. "I may regret this decision, but…" The big-breasted genius takes a stand staring at her arachnid friend. "What are your measurements?"
"…huh?"
"You know, your height and stuff."
"Oh, uh… I would say, 5'8 feet. I kind of shot up after that spider bite." She then opens up her shirt to reveal her stomach, causing redness to spread across his face. He quickly covers his face, but not enough of his eyes, shouting, "Yaoyorozu! What are you-"
From her flesh bears a green and black material coming to her hands. Raising it she shows him what she gave birth to, a better version of his vigilante uniform. Unlike that throw-together, this costume looks like something that belongs to a hero: it's a green and black full-body one designed in his size, and though there's weight it's lighter than the full bodysuit. From the chest up bordered by a triangle, including his back, his design is green with a black web scheme. The border between the waist and chest is green. His waist has a red belt with the same web design and a black spider symbol in the middle, and everything below is the black color scheme except his boots which have the web design. His gloves have the green and black web-scheme and there is room to hide his web-shooters. His shoes are also red.
"Yaoyorozu?" This is touching; even though she's not for him being a vigilante, she supports him.
"I made it to the best of my knowledge. The mask is made with a filter so you can hide your voice, and the lenses are a one-way sight. You can see through them, but no one can see your eyes. I also gave it a tear-resistant fiber so you won't have to sew it as much." She places it in his hands. "Midoriya, I probably can't force you not to keep doing this, because at least you have a reason for being a vigilante that I understand. I'll support you as much as I can, so long as you can promise me one thing."
"What's that?" Her head leans into his face, before parting away.
"Please be careful." Yaoyorozu then makes her exit, while the green-haired teen places a hand on his cheek.
As she leaves, he remembers something; "Oi, you forgot your book!"
…
The following day, as traffic leaves everyone to a standstill, up in the skies a warrior jets by. Dashing along the walls of the tallest building, this person reveals himself as the one and only protagonist in green. This emerald person jumps before firing webs from his wrist, smiling underneath his new mask as he nears his school.
As he gets closer, he sees police cars passing by underneath. He lands just on a wall and makes a u-turn. "I might as well check it out. Doesn't hurt to be sure." Without a moment to lose, he web-swings across the skies. "Thank goodness I left early this time."
'Hello there. My name is Izuku Midoriya, and I used to be Quirkless. A chance came to me to become the greatest of all heroes when I was bitten by a spider birthed by a science experiment; now I have powers and abilities heroes train years just to dream of. Even though I wanted to be a hero, because of who I am I ended up losing my chance to become a professional. No matter what I don't regret it, because through and through I am a hero. I will save as many people as I can and even make it fun. I'll show everyone how I am, as the Amazing Deku! No, wait, Spider-Man; Damn it!
'Oh, by the way, this is the story of how I became the world's greatest hero.'