Fist of the Emerald Heart Part 1: His Youth Start

Izuku Midoriya: The Start of His Roundabout Part 1

Year: 2272

He stared at her as she got up, her hands leaving from his shoulders, and her lips leaving the temple of his forehead. The sun was setting down, giving off a beautiful orange glow as she walked towards the awaiting taxi that was parked in front of his apartment house. She opened the back seat door of the car, but before she got in, she turned her head towards him, her face shadowed by the setting sun, and said something to him which he would be in his heart forever.

"And remember, Izuku Midoriya, no matter what, always stand proud."

She entered the taxi, and closed the door as the taxi began to drive away.

He never saw her again, but he'll always remember what she told him that day.

No matter what, he'll stand proud!!

Fist of the Emerald Heart Part 1:
His Youthful Start

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12 years later

Morning Time

A green haired boy, somewhere in his teens, in a high-school uniform with various accessories of a heart motif, was running on the sidewalk of the busier side of the city. The green-black colored headphones that were on his head juddered a bit due to his running. Booming sounds can be heard from them as he listens from his phone.

~Morning~

~Morning ~

~Morning~

~Morning~

~Morning Musutafu Radio~

"Hey listeners, this is the Morning Musutafu Radio show coming at ya live! It's thirty-eight after seven in the morning, and I tell ya it's going to be a great day today. The birds are singing, the sun is shining, heroes are fighting crime, and villains are getting caught doing crime!"

He turned to a corner and saw a crowd of people gathered together with more and more joining in.

"Yes sir, today is going to be a great day unless you're a villain, or you have a job in the business district of Musutafu, since that's where villains attack the most. So anyway, we have some great tunes to play you today, and the first one is an oldie but a goldie, all away back from the nineteen-seventies, yeah, that old. This is the British band Yes, and here is their song called Roundabo-"

He took off his headphones to hear the commotion, and started making his way through the crowd while repeatedly saying 'excuse me' until he made it to the front where before him, a bunch of police officers lined up, motioning the crowd to stand back, and behind them, was someone he instantly recognized.

'That's the Punching Hero, Death Arms! That's so cool!'

He saw him catching falling debris that a nearby giant villain caused. He then noticed two large streams of water putting out various fires. He turned toward the source of the stream's direction and got even more excited.

'Rescue specialist hero, Backdraft, double cool!'

He was so excited that he didn't notice a middle-aged old man pat his shoulder, startling him causing a yelp.

"Ghahaha, sorry about that, but I can't help but notice that dopey smile telling me you're a fan boy, aren't ya?"

The boy glanced away embarrassingly, "Y-yeah, you could say that I'm just a huge fan of heroes overall."

The man grinned. "So that means you're planning on becoming a hero yourself, aren't ya?"

The boy smiled. "Definitely. It's my dream to become one."