"The fuck?! How did you get into UA?!"
"Kacchan, I- I worked hard and-"
"Work hard my ass. A quirkless loser like you could've never-"
"Who said I was quirkless?" Izuku snarled, showing off his fangs.
"What?! Are you telling me you hid your quirk all this time, Deku?! You've been looking down on me?!", Kacchan's palms sparkled with explosions.
"No… I have had my quirk for 10 months now, it awakened right after a little incident. Does 'swan dive' have any meaning to you?", Izuku asked, eerily calm, his red eyes glowing.
"Swan dive?", Kacchan- no, Bakugo looked confused for a few seconds before his eyes widened, "You didn't… is that why you missed school for that week? You tried killing yourself but were saved by your quirk? What is it, flight? Super durability? Regeneration?"
"No- I didn't survive. I died that day. Can't you tell that I'm not breathing right now? How I haven't been breathing for the last ten months? You killed someone with your words. The old Midoriya would've stammered and flinched away from you but that Midoriya, that Deku, is dead, I am a new Midoriya, no longer a quirkless loser but a hero in the making. Now go out of my way!", Izuku pushed past him but Bakugo raised his palm and let out an explosion.
Flesh burned and he was pushed back against the wall, "You think you are all high and mighty now that you have a quirk?! Well, let me snuff that out for you, you are nothing-", another explosion, "-but a-" another blast send him into the wall, his uniform tattered and his chest sizzling under the heat, "-useless deku!"
As Bakugo pulled back for another blast, Izuku grabbed his arms and pinned him against the wall, his palms away from him. Bakugo struggles but Izuku's undead strength made it impossible for the boy to escape, "look at me", he snarled.
Bakugo looked at him defyingly but as he struggled, slowly, the slightest sense of fear overtook him as he saw the flesh knitting itself together again. With subtle *cracks* the bones mended, "You can't hurt me any longer. I won't let your invisible hand dictate my life any longer. I. am. in. control. here!"
He let the blonde go and walked away.
After that, Bakugo didn't confront him again. He avoided him like the plague. That glint in his eyes had shaken him to the core, like a predator looking at its prey. The power dynamic had totally shifted after that. His explosions did nothing but slow him down, now that he could near instantly heal from the blasts. Izuku didn't even feel pain anymore, not like he did when he was alive anyways. Sure, it was still uncomfortable but it was way less pronounced than it had been when he was alive. The blasts which had previously send him crying and screaming, now felt much less dramatic.
Soon, the first day of UA arrived and Izuku wore his UA uniform. It was tailored to his exact measurements and totally free too, provided by the school. He packed his things, his notebooks, pencil case, blood tea and everything else he could need. His mother gave him a tearful goodbye and he made his way to the station. Waiting on his train, a small boy walked up to him, maybe 5 or 6, "Are you a hero?" his eyes sparkled with excitement.
"I'm aiming to be one, today is my first day", he smiled.
"Really? Are you nervous? I would be nervous. I am starting elementary school today and I am super nervous"
"Elementary school already, my, my, aren't you a big boy?", Izuku patted the small child's head.
'He is right there, sink your fangs into his neck, you know you want to', the beast within his mind told him and he felt the urge to do as he was told. Izuku took out his blood tea and took a sip, it took the edge off the beast.
"Are you thirsty? When I'm thirsty, I drink my juice box. Is that your juice box?"
"Sure is", he put the canteen away, "So, tell me, what is your quirk, little-"
"I'm Kyo and my quirk is flight", he floated a meter in the air. His mother scolded him, "Kyo, you know you are not supposed to use your quirk in public like that!"
"Sorry mamma", he slowly descended back onto the ground.
"I'm sorry if Kyo here is bothering you, he gets excited at the thought of being a hero"
"No worries, I was just like him at that age, still am to some extent", Izuku's train arrived, "I have to go now, good to know you, Kyo-kun"
"Yeah, bye bye hero-sama!"
It didn't take long for him to arrive at UA. The building was as imposing as ever. He was about to walk in, when he saw another student walk towards the front gates. She had long hair, split down the middle red and white, with beautiful eyes. Her posture was perfect, so perfect that it made him want to straighten up a bit, "Hi there! Are you a first year too? I'm in class 1a. The name's Izuku Midoriya"
She nodded, walking past him.
Damn, that's cold…
Izuku walked with her in silence. It didn't feel uncomfortable though. It was a steady silence, which allowed him to focus on his surroundings. The main UA building was glass on the outside. Out the window, he could see the forested area all around the main building. In the distance, he could even see the urban city centers in which the entrance exam had taken place and further away, a dome like structure, which was almost a dot in the distance. The two of them both walked to Classroom 1a, "Same class huh? Well let's-"
She simply walked into the room and he followed. Not much for conversation, huh?
"Keep your filthy feet off the tables. Our predecessors have sat at these tables for generations! It is most unrespectful of you to do this!", A blue haired teen with glasses scolded Bakugo.
"Where did you go to school that you've got such a stick up your arse?" Bakugo barked, clearly annoyed.
"Why I hail from Soumei middle school! I-"
"Soumei, eh? No wonder you are such a cuck. Think you are better than us, do you? Just because you attended some fancy private school?"
Izuku thought whether he should intervene or not but ultimately decided against it, simply slipping into his seat and waiting for the teacher to show up and he did, not even five minutes after he sat down. His teacher was that same tired looking guy from the recording, "Hello Class, I am Shota Aizawa and I'll be your homeroom teacher", he pulled a gym uniform from… somewhere, "Put these on and meet me at the training ground"
"But- we'll miss orientation!" Uraraka lamented.
"We at UA pride ourselves with our freedom to teach however we want. As long as you are in my class, what I say goes. Orientation is but a formality, nothing we can waste time on. We have three years to make you into respectable heroes, every second counts", Aizawa sensei spoke flatly.
"If I may ask, sir, what will we be doing instead of Orientation?" the blue haired kid asked.
"We'll have a test, a test to check your physical limits when using your quirks"
"We get to use our quirks? Awesome!" a blonde guy said.
"Yeah, that'll be so much fun!"
That was the wrong thing to say. Aizawa sensei got deadly quiet, "Fun? You think being a hero is all fun and games? Okay- fine… whoever comes in last will be expelled effective immediately"
"What?! Expelled on the first day? We just got here!"
"Remember what I say earlier? Anyone?"
"'What I say goes'", Izuku whispered, yet everyone heard him.
"He can't actually do that… can he?"
"I think he can"
"Good, now that the stakes are set, let's get moving, I expect you to be at the training ground in ten minutes", Aizawa sensei shooed them away.
The changing room was tense, no one spoke a word, all too worried with the thought of being expelled. They had come so far only to lose so soon? That couldn't happen!
When they arrived at the training ground, Aizawa sensei pointed to Izuku, "You, Midoriya, you got first place in the entrance exam. Tell me, what was your fastest 50 meter dash in middle school?"
"13 second sir"
"Now, stand here and try again but this time, using your quirk, ready, set, go!"
Izuku pumped blood into his legs and rushed towards the finish line, "2.97 seconds", the robot at the end declared.
"This is what we'll be doing, testing your true limits, now go!"
The first was the dash, which he had already done, here Izuku was the fastest. The grip strength test was too easy, he got first place there too, crushing the handle with blood infused strength. The standing long jump, he did better in than most, 3 meters. The repeated side steps weren't something where his power helped. The remaining four disciplines were nothing to talk about.
"Good, now let us see the scores", Aizawa sensei pulled up the list. At the top was Izuku and at the bottom… Toru Hagakure. Someone was crying, floating clothes were crying. An invisible student? He hadn't even noticed she was there.
"Well, Hagakure, go and pack your things, you have no place in UA" Aizawa sensei said coldly, causing her to cry even louder.
"Wait- you were actually serious about expelling one of us?" a well developed girl with a ponytail asked, "I thought you were bluffing to increase our motivation!"
"I have expelled entire classes before. Be happy that I didn't expel all of you. The ones still standing now show at least a tiny amount of talent. If you ever decide to slack off of your training, I won't hesitate to expel you"