A Green-haired Minecrafter (MCYT + M/BNHA AU)

A Quirk

Third person POV:

Inko Midoriya was walking with her little cinnamon roll son, Izuku Midoriya. They were going to the quirk doctor to see if Izuku could potentially get a quirk. His mother guessed he would get either a telekintic quirk like her, or a fire breathing quirk like his father, or maybe a mix of both.

"Izuku Midoriya?" A man slightly yelled, he lead the boy and his mother to an office. "You wanted your son to be checked for a quirk Mrs. Midoriya?"

"Yes, in case you need my generation information, I'm fourth generation."

"Huh, I was just about to ask that question, your two steps ahead of the game, speaking of which let's check the kid."

As he said his last couple of words he put on a glove that could detect even the slightest quirk possibility. (I know this isn't how its done just roll with it. I though it sounded cool.) He was amazed by what the quirk would do, but also amazed on the conditions it took to activate.

"You son gas an amazing quirk! But unfortunately it has conditions that need to be met, if you're wondering what those are, he needs some sort of traumatic event to happen."

Both Izuku and his mother were surprised. Those couldn't be any worse, a traumatic event. It seemed almost heartbreaking.

The two swiftly left after the appointment, Inko was worried on what would happen if his quirk did activate. The doctor didn't sat what his quirk woyld be besides powerful.

They walked on home to their apartment, Inko unlocked the door, and Izuku went to his room to play with his action figures, and a prized plushie of a hero called Eraserhead. (Yes I am making him a big fan of Eraserhead don't judge me. He's one of my favorite characters, he's tied with Kyoka Jiro for number one, though my opinion!)

After a few hours Inko was about to call Izuku over for his dinner, but something smashed through the wall of the neighbor's apartment. A man in all black, with red strands on his jacket. (No, it's not blood, its red string from the jacket.)

Izuku heard the crash wondering if his mother had fallen, he ran after the noise but when he got there.

His mother was already dead, the man turned to see the child, "Shit, she had a kid. I don't like to kill children but I'll have to, sorry kid. But look at the bright side you'll be with your mother in heaven." He was getting ready to stab him, when something triggered, his head was full of recipes, an inventory, several tabs in his mind, he pulled out a shield to block the man's attack.

Sirens were closing in, he didn't even notice someone outside the door of what use to be their neighbors, they had called for the police and pro heroes.

The intruder panicked and rapidly swone his blade, out of panic Izuku disappeared, leaving behind his shield, but his prized plushie still with him.

(Author's Note:  The SMP members are currently aged down George is 20, Dream 18 same with Techno, Phil 24, and Sapnap is 17.)

Dream's POV:

I was running away from a man with pink braided hair, a crown, and a red robe, he was screaming at me, "Dream! You did not just call me bacon then ate a cooked porkchop in front of me!" His name was Technoblade, a fellow who liked arson and anarchy as much as me. And he didn't like being called bacon by me. We wre running through some plains when I noticed something peculiar.

"Hey Techno!"

"What is it green screen man!?"

"First off: Ouch. Second off: Stop chasing me for a moment, I think a random person join the server, they're right there."

Techno stopped chasing me and looked at the person, both of us nodded in agreement to move closer, then we both saw it was just a kid, no less than 5 maybe even 4. And he clung onto a plushie.

"So who's house are we bringing him to?"

"Let's take him to my house, hopefully George, Sapnap, and Bad won't mind but keep the plushie next to him. Alright?"

Techno nodded, by the evening we reached the my house, gently placing the green haired boy on the bed, he looked so peaceful.  Like a cinnamon roll you just want to protect.

I accidentally fell asleep, the green haired kid was not on the bed we placed him on to rest, I heard screaming and crying.  "The kid!" I yelled, running towards George and Sapnap. 

"Dream, do you know this kid?  He randomly was walking around our house, I think he's an intruder on the SMP."

"No he's not.  He's a kid Techno and I found unconscious on the plains, we took him here so ge could rest and ask how he got here!"

The two looked shocked when I yelled, I was massively disappointed with them.  The kid was sobbing, 'What did they do to you?' I wondered, then he spoke.

"You're not g-going to k-kill me r-r-right?" He asked, so that's what happened he was almost killed by someone in the real world, but only people with gaming quirks can be here, guess he has a Minecraft quirk.

"No, I wanted to ask how you got here, but that reaction gave me the whole story.  It'll be alrigh, uhh..."

"Izuku Midoriya, but I'm usually called a cinnamon roll, broccoli, or Deku."

Right as he said that a name tag popped up above him it read, "CinnamonBroccoliRoll" it was a cute name for a child, and discribed him perfectly.

"Well your player name here says, CinnamonBroccoliRoll, so we'll call you Roll, alright?"

Roll smiled and nodded.

"Oh yeah, why are you clinging onto that plushie?"

"It's one of my favorite heroes, Eraserhead!

"Ahh, the Underground Hero, Eraserhead.  If I'm right Wilbur is a fan of him aswell." George chimed in.

Just as Eraserhead was said,for the second time, someone in ragged clothes charged in kicking down the door, the man was Wilbur, guess George was right.  He was a fan.

"I heard someone mention Eraserhead, and no one better be talking shit about him!"

Roll started cowering again.  So I guess my 'dad' instincts kicked in, I got him right in the chest with an arrow, Roll started to laugh. I mean it was adorable and other people's pain is funny, all Wil said was.

"Dude, really...I'm disappointed in you Dream, and who's the kid." He suddenly realized what Roll was holding. "Is this kid also a fan of Eraserhead!?"

"Yes he is.  His name is Izuku Midoriya, but his player name is CinnamonBroccoliRoll, so we call him Roll for short."

And as I was saying this, I was pretty sure he wasn't listening to anything besides the name Roll.  All I could do was sigh.  He was just hugging Roll to death, and the instincts kicked in again, I pulled Roll away, and procided to stab Wilbur as many times as I could in the chest without killing him.

It was abut 38 times, he had armor on.  And I was just attacking with my training sword.

He was just wondering 'why did I do that?' It was written on his face, then Phil and Techno cane in, everyone said their hellos, and we introduced them to Roll.

"So this is Roll, he's a fan of Eraserhead, and his real name is Izuku Midoriya."

He just looked up and smiled.

(1265 words, not bad for a chapter with this much storyline huh? Well see you all in the later chapters.)

(Poet, out.)