The Amazing Deku

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Midoriya Izuku Origins 1 - Evolution

Hello there. You're probably wondering who I am. Well, my story's not for the faint of heart if I can say. My name is Izuku Midoriya, and I live in a society where 80 percent of humanity have abilities called Quirks. Since everyone has the potential to be dangerous, a law was passed in Japan, and some other parts of the world, where you are forbidden from using your Quirk in public; criminals who obsessively use their Quirks to commit crimes are called villains, and to combat them the government sanctioned a profession where people are allowed to use their Quirks to save others and enforce the law; these people are heroes.

But you probably already knew that, and want to know about me. That's a harder and longer explanation because I was part of the twenty percent who was an average human being, aka Quirkless. No one could believe I had a chance to be a hero. Not even him.

"It's not wrong to dream Midoriya, but you need to be realistic. You should not be a hero without power."

Those words remained in my heart for the longest. Ever since I was a child, I've always loved heroes. I wanted to be one and save others, just like him; the greatest, strongest, coolest hero in the world, All Might. I met him in September of my last year of Middle School. On my way back home after getting yelled at by Kacchan, I walked down an alleyway to avoid him. That's when I ran into him, a villain made of sludge. He tried to take over my body to hide from his pursuer and I was helpless trying to stop him. That's when he stepped in; All Might.

He saved me, thanked me for my bravery, and even signed my book! But I had to tell him about me, so I grabbed him as he fled and landed on top of a building with him. There we spoke; I told him about myself, and I saw his... secret. He then told me those words, the words that would stain my confidence black.

I never saw him since, and I never was happy again. If there was any good from that, the punches stopped hurting and I stopped caring. I couldn't even move on, and school started to get meaningless.

But that's when the most amazing thing happened to me. It was the school trip to Astrocorp, during the final month of the year at Aldera Middle School.

...

"Alright, everyone, pair up," speaks my teacher as he stands in front of the multi-million dollar company. I say dollar because this is the Japanese base.

Back to the pairing, everyone quickly moves to pick their partner. And since a classmate is sick today, I'm the odd one out. Again.

I hear a sigh coming from the teacher. "Well, just try not to touch anything dangerous, Midoriya. I know you won't get in trouble."

Well, at least I can be depressed by myself.

After that, we enter Astrocorp. Inside are so many exhibits we get a grand look at. A woman with three horns in her black curled hair leads them through the exhibits, the first one being a medicinal facility. "What's this?"

"Astrocorp has a range of focuses, one of them being of a pharmaceutical variety. The CEO is pretty persistent in being the best in everything," she tells us. I get the feeling she seems annoyed with whoever it is, but it could just be my opinion.

What has my attention is the variety they have, one of which is creating medicine from animal cells. Doctor Kuroto Kage seems invested in telling us this, considering he's a lizard man who can probably already regenerate. Next up on the list are inventions created by interns at Astrocorp.

The third exhibit turns out to be a bit odd. The lady brings us to glass cases with spiders inside. "Here we have something we've designed in our specialist department. Over five years we've bred and genetically altered the DNA of these spiders, giving life to a new species. We hope to have them protect crops from other livestock."

"How exactly are they genetically altered?" This is from one of my classmates, Hitomi.

"We combined the DNA of multiple spiders into several Parasteatoda tepidariorum and had them breed. They're still failures because the children don't last as long as regular spiders. These thirteen are the only ones left."

"There's twelve." Huh. Kacchan is right; there are only twelve spiders left. Considering they're in separate cases each this seems strange. "I guess one of your little fuckers is MIA."

"Can't be. It's probably blending in with the environment." She checks inside that sole case, ignoring the other spiders minding their own business in their glasses. Looking at them, many of them are all the same color, black, brown, and that one green spider who is the odd man out.

The rest of the exhibit was fairly boring in comparison and we return home without trouble. By tomorrow we'll go back to class and have to write down what we learned in a five-paragraph essay. I guess the spider exhibit was the most compelling to me. Maybe I can - wait is something crawling on my arm?

I look down and spot a bright green and blue spider resting on my uniform sleeve. It looks like one of those spiders from that genetically enhanced spider exhibit. I reach for it and allow the red-eyed arachnid to crawl onto my hand.

From what I saw the spiders are generally docile and cute. Plus according to the internet, they aren't venomous. I'll just hand it over tomorrow- "AH!" It bites me! That little eight-legged thing just sunk its fangs into my arm vein. Why?

I whip my arm throwing it off. It hurts! I've been bitten by insects before and it never hurt that much. It feels like a dog or something bigger dug its teeth into me.

"I don't feel so good." It's getting hard to see now, and I think my palms are sweaty. Oh no, I'm going over. My consciousness is going...

The Next Morning...

Ugh. That was a horrible night. As I pick myself up and check myself, I wonder what exactly happened to me. "Let's see… I had the tour at Astrocorp. After that, I came home, told Mom about it, and then…" Now I remember… A spider hitchhiked on my backpack home and I got bit by it.

I look down at my hand and see no spider bite. Nothing that proves I was assaulted by that arachnid. Thinking about it, I don't see it anywhere. I guess it's gone. Well, there's nothing I can do now. I had better… huh.

My shirt seems a little tighter. I take off my shirt, and for some reason, I'm surprisingly buff. I look as if I have been training for years.

Okay, when and how? I've worked out before trying to get ready for the Entrance Exam, but I never got such immediate results. And now for some other reason, I look like an Olympic-level athlete, if they still had them. I have biceps, triceps, six-pack abs, and the whole works.

The alarm clock I have goes off. I'll just smack the off button.

I do, and I just broke it? I just smacked it, and the whole thing breaks apart. How strong am I? "Izuku, time for breakfast!"

"O-Okay Mom!" I shout back, before running out the door. Unfortunately, when I opened it, I end up breaking the door down. Maybe I should slow down and control myself.

For a similar reason, I'm gliding across the carpet at an amazing speed too. What the hell happened to me?!

I come to the kitchen room table where breakfast is ready: grilled fish, white rice, natto even though I hate it, pickled cabbage which is good when she does it, and a fried egg. I guess fruit is tomorrow; she likes fruit breakfasts. Anyway, while eating I notice something else different. I seem to be faster too, and I'm able to keep up with my new movement speed. By the time I finished, she is still with a bowl of rice; I guess she was just staring at me.

I wonder what else has changed. "I'll be heading to school now!" I head back upstairs and gather my clothes for school. It's a little tight, but luckily I got a size larger so I can move with effort.

On my way to school, it turns out my running speed is even more amazing. Even in these school shoes, I can run as fast as the bus I'm racing for. I won't need to take the bus; I can run to Aldera, and that's what I did.

I'm on time before the gate closes, and I'm not even tired. Well, I am a little, but not so much. Nothing can spoil this day.

"Well if it isn't Deku." Except for Kacchan.

This guy coming towards me dressed in the same uniform as myself is my childhood friend turned bully who bothers me all the time. He and I will be taking the Entrance Exams in February, something I've been fearing since I don't have a Quirk. But Katsuki Bakugo is nothing like me; he's confident, has a strong Quirk, has the attitude of a shounen protagonist, and despite being an asshole people look up to him because of all of those positive qualities. Even I admire him, despite him punching me all the time. Only so much.

Why does he constantly put me down anyway? He's the most ambitious person in the school, and I'm at the bottom of the rung. You'd think a Quirkless nobody like me would be below his ribbing.

"You're still going to UA right?"

"Y-Yeah?" Oh god, he's scary when he gets that smile. He looks about ready to kill someone, which doesn't help when he says 'die shit face.'

"I keep telling you to give it up! A Quirkless wonder like you can't do anything!"

"K-Kacchan, leave me alone! This is what I want!" I wonder if he could understand that from all my stuttering.

I think he did because he's glaring deep into my soul. "How many times must I put you in your place?" He throws a punch at me, which is extremely slow for some reason. I easily step aside and dodge it. "Eh? How did you-"

How did I do that? Uh oh, more punches. He's throwing more strikes at me, but none of them hit. It's like a slow-motion scene in action movies because I'm moving so fast he can't touch me. They aren't obvious punches either; for some reason, I'm getting a ringing in my head that warns me of what he's going to do to me.

Something in my head is screaming for me to block his hand, but why? Ow! I guess that answers that; he used his Quirk on me, making an explosion to increase the range and blasting my face. It hits me so hard I fall over onto my behind, but it doesn't hurt as much as they use to feel. "Cheeky fucktard." He walks away, leaving me down on the floor as he tests his wrist for something.

A part of me wonders why he gets away with the things he does. Maybe because he has a great Quirk people look the other way. Or maybe they're afraid of confronting him.

Strangely, that doesn't matter anymore. Whatever happened to me gave me the strength and speed to stand up to Kacchan. Now that I think about it, all this happened after I was bitten by that spider; maybe its venom did something to me! But, that doesn't make sense. Or does it? Then again, there are some cases where animals can awaken Quirks. There is a good chance this one did and it biting me gave me spider abilities.

If I can dodge his moves, maybe I CAN be a hero!

January...

It's winter break, one month left until the Entrance Exams in February. To get ready for that day, I have to train the only way I can; by myself. I mean, no one else would take the time to help a 'Quirkless' wonder like me, and I can't let Kacchan find out. I wanted to get into UA High and surprise him with my power before I explain it to him. So I kept my powers a secret from everyone, including my mom. I didn't update my registry, waiting for an opportunity to train.

Restraining my body was the hardest thing ever.

The only way I can get ready is first by seeing what exactly can I do. To do so, I go to Dagobah Beach. It works perfectly because no one would ever come to the most littered area on the least approached beach in one of the areas of Tokyo. That way, no one will notice me and my spider powers, and no one I know will notice me.

"Alright, first thing's first…" I walk up to the nearest pile of garbage, more than twice as big as I am. First I'll test out my abilities, starting with my jumps. With a bend in the knees, I launch upward, easily flipping over the trash heap. That probably isn't my best leap, but I can get over something this large. Even as I fall, I flip and land without breaking a sweat or even bones. With a clever crotch no doubt. "My jumping speed is just like a spider's. Let's see what else can I do."

Picking up the base of the pile, I lift it without straining a tiny bit. It turns out I'm super strong and can lift things that are twice my size. Maybe more if I tried. And I also can stick myself to objects, something I know because I can't let go of this garbage pile for some reason.

Ugh, I'm gonna be smelling this all day.

As soon as I'm free I take out my notebook and check what I wrote down. "Let's see…including what I discovered already, I can jump high, cling to surfaces, I'm super strong, I can run fast from what I can tell on graduation day, and I can turn invisible. Still trying to trigger that again. My reflexes are-" Uh oh, it's that tingling again. I hear something land behind me, and now I feel something coming at me from behind.

Moving quickly, I duck down dropping in time to avoid some scrap metal flung at my head. With a glance back it would appear a pile just fell, which makes sense with how that happened. Adding that, I have some sixth sense that I'll hereby dub the danger sense… I'm going to work on that name.

"For some reason, I don't have webs coming out of me." I resume writing. "I guess that's good since they're not ejecting from my stomach, and it makes sense since not all spiders produce webs. But spider webs are the perfect item for me to use, so maybe I should construct a means of creating webs." With this in mind, it's time I return to discovering myself.

Though as I do, jumping from garbage post to garbage post, I hear something. The garbage post I stand atop is lifted for some reason. This must mean someone is here, and it's gotta be a Quirk who can lift trash or something.

No, that doesn't make sense. But, what do I know; my powers came from a spider.

"Is someone here?" I hear a dainty voice just below me. Holding my breath, I crawl to the side to see who it is. I see a girl looking up at me. I jump down to land right beside her, and I think she was scared of me because she makes this yelp noise.

"Whoa! How did you come from up there?" Whoa indeed. She's such a cute girl; she has chestnut brown hair that curves into her head, two long bangs going to her neck, with rosy cheeks that make her like some anime character. She has fair skin with big round eyes that have a shade of brown like the leaves of autumn. She's dressed in a tracksuit as well.

Wait, no time to be admiring her appearance; she asked me a question. "Oh, I uh…" Oh crap, my worst weakness; I can't talk to girls right! I'll be a stutter-stutter-calm down! Don't freeze! Just talk to her like a normal person. Like a normal person.

"I'm Deku!" I hate me sometimes.

"Oh! Well, okay. I'm Uraraka." She gives me a wave of her hand. "So, how did you-"

"I jumped well!" I gotta stop shouting or she'll think I'm a weirdo. I'll just think of her as an adult; let's see if it worked. "I'm very good at the landing and other stuff."

Uraraka pats her hands together. "Then, are you going to the Entrance Exams at UA?"

"Yes! I-I better get back home though! Mom's waiting!" Ah, man, I told her about Mom…how lame can I be?

"Okay. Bye, Deku!" I look back at her and see her waving politely. She's so nice. Hopefully, next time I can muster more than two words to her.

Once I make it home I enter to find Mom on the couch watching a television special. It looks to be about All Might, which is exciting actually. "Mom, I'm back!"

"Welcome back, Izuku," she says as I join her on the couch. "Wanna watch? The program just started." Making a comfortable seat next to her, I get a good look at the screen. As I thought, it's All Might talking to the public.

"While my power is pretty dangerous, it takes restraint and control to reduce collateral damage to its minimum." He smiles at the camera as if looking directly at me. For some reason, I can't help but frown. "When you can do the things I do, to not for the sake of others feels like a waste. That is why I became a hero, to use my power for others. To be responsible for my power the only way I could."

The All Might I met in person is so much different than the one on television. What he says is undoubtedly true, but the delivery hurts more when he's skinny.

"So, you're saying the strong are responsible for the protection of the weak?"

"No!" That sounds like a backtrack. "My power exists to protect those who can't! That is the resolution I set out to uphold as the Symbol of Peace." They're impressed, and so am I, because they're all clapping for his rousing speech.

"And that Quirk is…"

"…a secret!" He then flees, and all the cameras just go searching for him. I guess he's done with appearances for the day, though it's not like he would tell anyone his Quirk.

"You missed a bit of stuff earlier. Where were you?" I hear wind entering her nose; she must have caught the scent of something. "And why do you stink?" I turn to face her this time, and she's covering her nose edging back away from me. Considering I've been around trash the whole day that makes sense. That must be why no one goes to Dagobah Beach anymore. For Uraraka to be there must mean she wants to get some training too.

Before I can continue on my own I'm going to work on something to give me webs. But I don't know how to… Well, I can worry about that another time. For now: "I'll go shower."

"Please do!" I get up to freshen up for the night. Tomorrow I'll return to the beach; hopefully, she'll be there.

End of January...

There are a few days left until I take the Entrance Exams. Twelve. In that time I've compiled notes on what my powers are and how they work. With wall-crawling, my danger sense, and camouflage, I have super strength, speed, agility, endurance, stamina, and reflexes. Just from my test run, I feel like a real hero. But still no webs; I guess it'd be weird if I was producing webbing from my body, but I need to use webs if I'm to take full advantage of my spider persona.

That's why I'm here this afternoon, inside a library looking through books about spiders; maybe I should have done this sooner. It's somehow more knowledgeable reading information out of books than just looking off of websites. Also, I want to check out a chemistry book that just came in.

After scanning through countless words there's this interesting thought about an ogre-faced spider. Hmm. Maybe after testing this formula's strength, I can try that out. Time to check out these-oops!

There's this girl I bumped into, and just as I do I manage to catch her before she falls. Her fireworks of books land in my moving hands, making a tower similar to what she had.

"Are you okay?" The girl looks up at me, and wow. I don't know what's up with that spider, but this is the second beautiful girl I've met. She has black hair wrapped up in a spiky ponytail, these nice black eyes, a white blouse, and black pants from that expensive brand. She's also taller than me by at least 8 centimeters... I'm still short.

Alright Izuku, remain calm. Let her stand on her own, and do not freak out because she's a girl. You met Uraraka, so you can handle girls better. Besides, she's probably sick because of the red on her cheeks so don't freak her out and make it worse. "Uh, thank you-"

"I'm Mikumo!" Damn it! Who the heck is Mikumo? I'm Deku! No wait, I'm Izuku! "I mean, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, thank you," she says, giving me a nod as she receives her books. "That was pretty amazing how you caught them all."

"Yeah well, it's all something I've worked on." She's being kinder than I thought.

"Are you by any chance going to UA? Because I'll be as well, and your reflexes can be useful on the battlefield."

"You think so?"

"Yeah! What exactly is your Quirk?" she asks me, but then she makes this jumpy squeak. "I'm sorry, but I gotta go actually. I don't want him to be late taking me home."

Take her home? She waves as she takes off, that thought confusing him a bit. The way that sounded, it seems like she has someone to take her everywhere. That sounds like a rich person thing. But that's fine. All I have to do is…wait, where's my book on spiders?

I have my chemistry book, but-Oh! When I caught the books that were in my hand! And I left my school id in there as a bookmark! I better go catch her.

Unfortunately, she's gone, left in the crowd of either cars or people. Well, I guess I can come back and look for her again in case she returns.

After I sign out the chemistry book, I go inside an alleyway, with my already tested web shooters strapped to my wrists; I have made a formula that mimics the fluids that make spider webs. How? I don't know because stumbling upon it feels like a coincidence. Almost as if something or someone mentally willed this chemical formula into my mind.

After initial testing, I've been able to shoot out web strings from small capsules I've modified to fit them that hardens in less than a minute. Maybe I can mix it up to weaponize it, but right now I'm testing how strong it is.

Aiming, I fire at the top of the building. Before it fully hardens I walk along the side of the building using the web as a tightrope. By the time I reach the top, I can see that a single strand is strong enough to hold the average person with no signs of tear. It comes across as stretchy. Next up, I'll try swinging from building to building. But first, webbing on my face; I have nowhere else to test this ability and someone might call this using your Quirk in public.

A line fires higher up at a taller building, which just about reaches, and I jump over to swing to the other side. Except, that's kind of far, and that drop might hurt. No, no time for fear! Just go for it! Let's see, what would Kacchan say to pump him up? Oh yeah!

"DIE!"

I jump across the gap and swing to the other side. Latching on the wall I breathe out in relief, mostly because I'm alive. What an adrenaline rush! "Next up, I'll try it mid-jump. But I better go higher." Smiling, I climb the top of the nearest building and notice a lot of areas I can swing to. Thank goodness I live in the city.

There's an apartment complex not too far from where I am; that will be my goal. With a leap of faith, I gather all the nerve inside of me and jump from the top of the building. After I stopped screaming, I fire a line to a nearby building and use it to swing further.

This feels great! Swinging through the air is like a dream for me; I can reach so many people in danger with this technique. This euphoric feeling escalates as the racing continues through the city to the apartment. With each thwipping noise from my shooters, the goal becomes closer insight.

I did it! I'm getting better at using my Quirk's power; it's almost as if these powers were gifted to swing on webs, yet for some reason, I lack the organic webbing to do so. Let's try it again.

After a few more runs I return to the complex. I think I have this web-swinging under wraps. And there are no problems, except for the white stuff that just exploded on my face. I guess I need some more adjustments, at least for the left shooter.

With this thought in mind, I climb down the side and head for the store. I'm going to need some replacements for this equipment, so I head to the nearest repair store in town. I hurry up too because it's getting dark. After gathering the necessary parts I get ready to pay.

"4350 yen," says the cashier, and that's not right.

"I thought it was 2000 yen!"

"It WAS. What, out of luck?" Ah, man. Well, I'll ask Mom for some money tomorrow.

As I head for the exit, I pass by someone in a trench coat entering the store. But as I do, my danger sense tingles. Why would it do that just by passing him? Let's see.

"Open that safe, now!" I don't know how he got an automatic rifle, but he's committing burglary. The cashier and I are the only others in the store, with no heroes nearby. I'll have to do something, but I can't! It is scary, but I'd also be breaking the law.

As the cashier gets to a safe hidden behind a painting, I notice the burglar focusing on him. I really should do something. "Hurry up! Or else I'll blow this kid's head off!"

"Go ahead!" Wait, what? He's throwing me under the bus?!

"I'm not kidding, and I'm not crazy." He pulls the trigger, and my danger sense warns me just in time. I easily dodge to the left, the bullet being as slow to me as Kacchan's fist. As I avoid it, it hits me; I'm fast enough to dodge bullets! I'm gonna file that away for the future.

"What the?!" Looking at the criminal and his dark red eyes, any bit of fear I may have had is gone now. If anything, I think he's afraid of me now as he backs away firing more. Not a single bullet manages to touch me, and a web shot from my working web shooter glues his rifle.

With a yank, I steal his weapon and throw it to the side, and now he's backing away. I'm clearly above this guy in abilities and strength; I can beat him. He probably knows too, and that's why he's bursting out the door.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing?!" shouts the cashier behind my back. "You could have taken that guy apart, and now he's getting away!"

"But he didn't steal anything."

"Yeah, but someone's gotta pay for my shop! My hero insurance ain't gonna cover this!" Is that all he cares about? Money?

"Besides, I'm not a hero. I can't break the law and go after him in pursuit; that's not responsible." He sighs.

"Stupid kid. Leave already!" he says, waving me off.

I guess I can understand why he's mad, but I can't just do what I feel like. I'm sure this is what everyone who has a Quirk feels like right? Not acting because they're not allowed to.

With so many events hitting me as I relapse what I went through, I can't help but feel amazed. I did all these things, and I'm still not a hero. I can't wait for the Entrance Exams; I'll dazzle everyone with my amazing spider powers.

Once I return home, I climb the steps to reach the top of the apartment building. But when I reached my front door, I open up to see a person sitting on the couch with my mom. I think I know her... wait, that's her!

"Hello. Midoriya, right?"

"You know my name?" Mom comes up to me.

"Welcome back Izuku," she says, and I think she's grinning. I'm too focused on the smiling girl to notice. "This lovely young lady says she has something of yours."

My fist pounds my free hand lightly. "Oh yeah, I left-"

"I know. Here." She hands me my spider book. "You left your ID card, and I checked your school. They seemed happy to assist, knowing who I was."

"…and who are you?"

"My name is Momo Yaoyorozu. Nice to finally introduce myself to you," she says, holding a hand out to him.

Alright, now is the time to be proper. Do not make the same- "My name is Izuku Midoriya!" Damn it! I... oh wait, I said my name right. Now I need to work on the volume.

I meet a beautiful girl, again, stopped an armed robbery, and got to master my powers even further. Even if this isn't the best day of it, I know for sure I'll remember this day for the rest of my life.