MHA: Dark Matter

[ Izuku Midoriya's Pov]

A large number of teenagers, dressed in various athletic clothes, buzzed with excitement at the entrance to a training ground filled with numerous city like structures. Some silently stretched at the starting line, while others tried to drown out their nervousness with conversation. Among them was a teenager with curly dark green hair and freckles on his cheeks, who clenched his right fist and stared toward the training ground.

"Finally, I'm here. After this test, I'll be one step closer to my dream, to being a hero like All Might."

Involuntarily, Izuku met the gaze of a gloomy teenager with ash blond hair and red eyes.

"Oh no. Kacchan is probably still in a bad mood from hearing that I have a Quirk now. He was so angry back then that he was ready to blow me up, but Ken's jokes distracted him as usual. I still can't get used to someone making fun of Kacchan. But that's only postponed the problem. I'll have to resolve our differences in the future. For now, the important thing is not to let down the people who believe in me."

The green haired teenager thought, waiting for the exam to begin.

Suddenly, Present Mic's voice rang out.

"Aaaaand, START!"

Everyone looked toward the building where the hero's voice had come from in confusion.

"What's the matter? In a real fight, there's no countdown! Go! Goooo!"

The hero continued in an energetic, expressive tone.

"Consider the race started!"

The entire crowd rushed toward the training ground.

"I'll be first!"

"Go to hell, that's my robot!"

"Die!"

"Art of seduction!"

Shouts and explosions of defeated robots rang out as the teenagers attacked. A pair of robots worth a few points each rushed toward Izuku. A reflexive, quiet voice escaped his lips.

"One For All: Full Cowl, ten percent."

His athletic figure in a tracksuit was covered in red lines, followed by green lightning. The nearest robot swung its right manipulator at him, but the lightning covered body jumped off the wall of a building, pushed off, and kicked the robot. Moving quickly and bouncing off buildings, the green lightning covered figure turned robots into flaming wreckage with his blows.

Cameras placed throughout the city transmitted images of dozens of candidates for the hero course. In a darkened room, U.A. staff sat and stood, discussing what they saw on the monitors.

"Oh my, we have an unprecedented crop this year."

A voice came from a strange creature that looked like a humanoid cross between a mouse, a dog, and a bear.

"We can't be sure yet."

Said a lanky, tall man with long black hair. Leaning against the wall, he watched the candidates' actions intently with half closed eyes.

"I agree, Aizawa san. That's exactly why we need something that will truly test their courage."

Principal Nezu said energetically, pressing a red button.

Suddenly, one of the buildings began to collapse. Breaking through neighboring structures, a towering robot began to emerge. At the sounds of destruction and the sight of the multi meter colossus, the exam participants froze in fear. Debris from the buildings began to fall on the nearest people.

"Run!"

"He doesn't give points for defeating it. Fighting it is pointless."

"What the…? Why is it so huge?"

Shouts came from the panicking, fleeing teenagers. The ground vibrated with each step of the steel colossus heading toward them, and the movements of its manipulators destroyed the surrounding buildings.

The figure with dark green hair stopped, his huge emerald eyes fixed on the product of U.A.'s engineering minds.

"Is this some kind of joke? Damn, damn, damn. I hope I have enough points to pass. I have to run."

He turned away from the robot, but his gaze stopped on several people who couldn't escape the steel colossus in time.

"I have to help them escape. If I increase my Cowl to fifteen percent, I might be able to grab them and get away."

A woman's cry of pain interrupted his thoughts as he ran toward the people closest to the colossus. Off to the side, a chestnut haired girl he had seen at the U.A. entrance was pinned under debris, trying to crawl out.

"I can't save everyone. I can't save them. I haven't fully mastered One For All yet. What should I do?"

*"I just thought it would be a bad omen if you tripped, you know?"*

The girl had said in a flustered, nervous voice.

*"You don't have to worry anymore! Why, you ask? Because I am here!"*

The smiling hero had said loudly, carrying a dozen people on his back against a backdrop of fires and explosions.

"I can do this."

His figure quickly ran past the last fleeing people.

"I'll save everyone!"

Just a few meters from the robot, his legs were covered in brightly glowing red lines. A moment later, his body flew toward the colossus's head. Clenching his fist tightly, Izuku pulled his right arm back.

"SMAAAAASH!"

A shockwave spread from the powerful impact, and dozens of people watched in shock as the steel colossus fell with its upper body crushed.

In the hushed, semi dark U.A. monitoring room, a thin, blond, disheveled haired man smiled proudly.

But in Izuku Midoriya's mind, looking at his blue, bruised hand, was only one thought:

"The healing girl is going to yell at me again."

[End Pov Izuku Midoriya]

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Looking at the happy Midoriya, I felt a little awkward. On one hand, he would soon become a hero, and it was quite possible that he would try to catch me, Ticci Micc, in the future. On the other hand, I wanted to be happy for him and joke about his latest broken bones. He injured his hands too often during training, so I had to remind him that he had legs too. I even, with Toshinori's help, found him an instructor to practice his kicks.

It was pleasant to talk to Toshinori himself, but we didn't talk often. I had a suspicion about how he was connected to Midoriya. Over these months, I had examined this pair with my "Gaze" more than once. Izuku's radiance grew stronger and stronger, while Toshinori's grew dimmer. It was as if it was quietly passing from one to the other.

That was when I thought about the possibility of transferring a Quirk to another person. And this multi colored radiance could very well mean that this had happened more than once.

The very possibility of obtaining a Quirk without genetic inheritance from parents reminded me of Haijima.

*"...oh, I forgot to mention. Some of number forty one's internal organs have been replaced with organs from a test subject with a very interesting radiation type Quirk, a kind of 'telekinesis.' The Quirk itself can barely move a matchbox, but the telekinetic field surrounding its user allows him to sense all physical objects within that field. That's why he's a little slow in the head, by the way. His mind couldn't handle it. It happens."*

*The agent's voice remained just as cheerful.*

However, I dismissed this method of transfer. Such a method had consequences for the subject, judging by number forty one. And there were no signs of such surgical intervention on Izuku's body. And if this new Quirk of Izuku's had been transferred more than once, then the possibility of successfully transplanting organs multiple times to obtain a Quirk was vanishingly small.

Thinking about the theoretical possibilities of transferring Quirks to other people, I walked next to Midoriya, who was muttering about the Quirks he had seen during the exam, toward the beach. After all, training was still on.