《Pain (Discontinued)》President
Advertisement
~U.S.J~
"Good morning class" Shouta grumpily greeted. "Good morning Sensei!" The class chorused.
"I reviewed yesterday's battle training. Ashido, don't treat this like it's a game. Todoroki, remember communication is important. Bakugo, don't rush into fights. Kirishima, don't try to punch through everything. Kaminari, try to use your brain and Uzumaki, don't be overconfident, you must always be prepared for the worse" the students mentioned nodded their heads in understanding except Bakugo who grunted.
"Now let's proceed with the class"
______________________________________
Izuku stared at the bowl of Katsudon Infront of him intensely, almost as if he was picking apart every fault he could find in it.
"Stop staring at your food so intensely and start eating or else it would get cold!" Yui scolded. Izuku took her advice and started eating, noticing it got colder.
"Mind if I sit here?" A familiar voice asked. Izuku turned his head and saw Momo holding a food tray. Yui nodded, excited to see a friend while Izuku remained indifferent.
Momo sat down and started eating, making small talk with Yui. "Is this seat occupied?" A cold voice asked. Izuku turned his head, this time to see Shoto.
Izuku shook his head "feel free to sit here". Shoto sat next Momo who blushed being this close to one of the "hot" guys in their class. Yui noticed this and grinned devilishly, not trying to hide her smirk from Momo who blushed further.
"You are strong" Shoto bluntly said. "I know" Izuku replied. Shoto stared at Izuku intensely "Yes?" Izuku asked. "What is your quirk?" Momo's head turned to the two, taking interest in the ongoing conversation between the two guys in their small group. Yui turned towards the conversation as well, curious to see what Izuku would tell the two.
"That is an interesting questions" he said. Shoto waited for an answer. And waited. And waited. An-.
"And?" Shoto asked. Izuku turned to Shoto with a blank stare and said "That's it". Shoto and Momo sweat dropped at the unfulfilling answer.
Before they could ask more questions, Yui changed the subject much to Izuku's relief.
Advertisement
"So... Why do you guys want to be heroes?" She asked. Momo answered first "my family's work is only business related and their quirks aren't suitable to be heroes either. I always admired heroes and I have been blessed with a great quirk as well. I guess I just wanted to be the first and, I hope not the last, hero from out family" she said.
Yui and Momo looked towards Shoto expecting an answer however, Shoto ignored them and continues eating his soba. Momo and Yui sweat dropped and looked towards Izuku expectantly.
Izuku was not going to say anything but the look from Yui that said "If you refuse to answer I will castrate you" made Izuku pale. However strong he may be he could never defy Yui.
"I-" as his luck would have it, Izuku was Interrupted from having to say anything further.
"Warning Level 3" a robotic voice repeated constantly. The older students started panicking and running to the exit.
Momo grabbed one student and held his arm to stop him. "What's going on? What's level 3?" She asked. "You are first years so you don't know. Level 3 means a villain broke in. You guys should run to" he said before running of.
"What's should we do?" Momo asked nervously, looking at the three around her. "What a load of nonsense" Izuku said before levitating in the the air.
He flew to the top of the emergency exit in the cafeteria and send a small wave of air at the crowd in front of him to get their attention.
Noticing he had the undivided attention of the entirety of U.A he spoke "what the hell are you all doing? You are supposed to be students of the prestigious U.A. If you had taken the time to look around you, you all would have noticed that it was the media who broke in, not some weak villain. You all should be ashamed of yourselves"
While his words were calm, his expression was anything but. He exhibited a presence demanding obedience. "Now, go back to your classes in an orderly fashion and guide those who were injured in this little panic attack to the infirmary" seeing as no one was moving he let out a pressure which shattered the windows.
Advertisement
"Now!" He demanded. The students obeyed, some took the injured to the infirmary. Izuku floated down to the group of three looking at him with amazement and shock. Shock because this was the first time they have seen Izuku yell. Even for Yui this was a first.
"You okay?" She asked. Izuku nodded. "How did you know it was the media and not some villain?" Momo asked. "I sensed the energy of the life forms near the gate when the warning was given, their energy level was to underdeveloped and weak to be villains. And Aizawa Sensei and present mic were also their" he shrugged. "You are full of mysteries Uzumaki" Shoto said, passing by Izuku and heading to class.
______________________________________
"Now, I know you all have some questions but rest assured, as Midoriya announced in the cafeteria, it was indeed the media who had broken in" he said shuting up anyone who was about to ask questions related to that. "Midoriya, you handled the situation perfectly" he praised. Izuku nodded and said nothing further.
"Now, we are going to be doing something special"
Is it going to be a hero related activity?, The class collectively thought. "You guys have to pick a class president along with a vice president" he said with a shit eating grin.
A normal school activity!, Some of the students of 1-A thought.
"Decide on how to vote amongst yourself. Wake me up when you are done" he said dismissively, crawling in to his yellow sleeping bag.
"How should we do this then?" Jirou asked. "Pick me! Pick me!" Ashido yelled. "No me! I will charge your phones! Free of charge!" Kaminari bribed. "Of course it's gonna be me! You all are extras!" Katsuki degraded.
"My first order as the class president would be for the girl's skirt to be short enough so thei-" he was cut of by Tsu slapping him with his tongue while the others looking at him with disgust.
"Everyone!" Iida yelled standing up from his seat. Gaining everyone's attention. "We should decide our class president in an orderly manner. We should not yell at others and demand them to make ourselves presidents!" He said. "You say that but your hand is raised the highest" kirishima pointed out while kaminari snickered besides him. Indeed, Iida's hand was raised the highest.
"I suggest we do it in a democratic fashion like votes" he suggested, ignoring the fact that kirishima was right. "Are you okay with that se sensei?" He asked. Shouta popped his hand from the sleeping bag and gave a thumbs up.
"Yaoyorozu, could you make a box?" Iida asked. Momo nodded and made a box. "But won't everyone vote for themselves? Kero" Tsu asked. "Then just ban voting for yourselves. How ridiculous" Izuku grumbled. Iida fixed his glasses "I suppose that is fine"
Everyone wrote their votes in. Kirishima woke Aizawa since all of their votes had been corrected. Aizawa wrote the votes on the board so it would be visible to the whole class.
Izuku 10 votes
Momo 6 votes
Yui 3 votes
Iida 1 vote
"I expected this, even though I suggested this system" Iida sulked. "Who the hell voted for you?" Yui nudged him. "I do not know" Izuku replied.
"Izuku and Momo, please come up front" Aizawa called the two. Izuku and Momo walked ahead.
"Izuku is the class president and Momo is the vice president. Any complaints?" "I object!" Katsuki and mineta yelled.
"Good. Let's move on" Aizawa ignored the two. "I can get behind Uzubro" "yeah! He is really strong!" Kaminari prasied. "And hot" Mina drooled thinking of Izuku while kirishima and kaminari looked at her weirdly.
"Moving on" Aizawa started the next lesson.
How the hell did I get stuck as the class president, Izuku groaned
______________________________________
Advertisement
- In Serial10 Chapters
The Heaven Defying Rat
Have you ever seen a powerful dragon kneels in front of a little rat and begs for mercy? Have you ever seen an immortal cultivator begs for a little rat to take him as a disciple? Have you ever seen a peerless and kingdom toppling beauty wooing a little rat? Well, brace yourself and follow Cain, a young earthling who was reborn as a little black and white rat overturns the order of the world... The cover art isn't mine. All the credits go to the owner. Cover art from Freepik
8 218 - In Serial28 Chapters
House Fortino: Village of Steel
Life is full of unexpected turns and twists, but sometimes they can be so turned and twisted that the events in your life seem impossible. For Santos, life decided to throw him and his entire family a huge curb ball. Without rhyme or reason, they all found themselves taken during a large family gathering and dropped into a new world, one without technology nor the conviniences of the modern age. How will they fare in this world that has no evidence of technology beyond the rock and stone? How will they fare in a world where food is no longer just at the store? They will have to answer this or perish.
8 205 - In Serial28 Chapters
When Philosophers Cry – A Super Villainess Story
What happens when some people suddenly start developing supernatural powers? Right, Belgian philosophers will take the lead and occupy Europe and the US, while representing the good guys, commanding the superheroes. Does everyone agree on imposed moral values, guided by the so-called "reason"? At least one teenager, a girl who hails from a family of superheroes, aspires to be a super villainess. Mondays around 20:00 (UTC), ~ 2k words
8 147 - In Serial42 Chapters
The Lone Prospect
New rules. New girl. New home. Ex-military and werewolf, Gideon Vonrothe is looking for a place to belong. His first and last hope for a pack to call his own is the Heaven’s Heathen’s Motorcycle Club. Being the new prospect isn’t going to be easy. Rebels with a cause, the members of the Heaven’s Heathens motorcycle club regularly risk life and limb to rescue those in need, all to protect their greatest secret, that they’re all werewolves. Now a new member has petitioned to join the pack… The Heaven’s Heathens are supposed to be a big bad motorcycle club, a brethren of tough as nails hard asses. Formed out of necessity after the Cascading War, the Heaven’s Heathens have the reputation of being the toughest sons of bitches in Colorado. Their membership filled with those that have little use for society’s rules and pay lip service to laws outside their own. Insular and hierarchal, a new member can throw off the entire group. And they’re Gideon VonRothe’s last hope for a life that feels familiar or else he’s resigned to go back to the family farm. He doesn’t know anything about the Heathens, or motorcycle clubs. He doesn’t even own a motorcycle. An outsider, ex-military and unsuspecting sucker, Gideon is the latest victim of the Club’s brotherhood appeal. Vice President Savannah Barker knows better. The Club is a bunch of party loving, thrill seeking adrenaline junkies with a nose for mischief. Their idea of playing hard is a good brawl and involves the words trigger happy lunatics. Her Grandfather, Brand, President of the Club is the worst of the lot. It’s the officers’ jobs to keep the rest of the world from find out that they’re more than a group that loves motorcycles and explosions. They’re werewolves. The Club is the pack and the pack is a family with siblings that squabble. Their outlet is Heaven Has Mercy, private security for hire. No wars. No assassinations. Before the new prospect can change the rankings, Brand sends the ignorant Gideon on a rescue mission under the supervision of Savannah and her team. Soon the bets are flying on if Gideon has what it takes and how long this lone prospect is going to last. The routine snag and drag turns complicated when it turns out the client lied, and an attack on their home turf makes some believe that the new Prospect is involved. The Heathen’s have a responsibility to the man they rescued and their reputation is on the line. Is this a new beginning or the beginning of the end for the Heaven’s Heathens?
8 177 - In Serial11 Chapters
Sideline
At the end of World War 2, people with abilities that couldn't be explained by conventional science began to make their presence known on the world stage. They became known as the empowered. The year is 2006, and the world has bloomed technologically and in many other ways. This is a world of heroes and villains. Unfortunately, our 'protagonist' is a relatively average man in a world where capes and combat is considered normal. He just wants to get his paycheck and go home. Not that life would ever be that easy. New chapter every two weeks on Sunday.
8 72 - In Serial31 Chapters
Art Book
Imma dump all my drawings here just to see my progressss
8 199

