Shinigami (Vigilante Deku Au)

Getting ready - Chapter 6

UA's entrance exams were finally right around the corner. The exams started in a week and I was in a good mood. Yesterday, I killed a member of the league, and I had a feeling that the league knows they lost a member. I'll kill a few more, then they'll know I'm coming. I sat at the table with my books, ready to start studying. "You've been studying a lot lately. I'm pretty sure you're gonna ace that test." Shinso said from across from me. I nodded and smiled. "I know." He glared at me with concern, then turned to Aizawl. "He smiled." Shinso said. "He killed a member of the league yesterday." Aizawa explained. Shinso looked at me and then to dad again. "You let him?" Aizawa just shrugged and nodded. Shinso looked at me curiously. "How'd you do it?" He asked. I described the way I killed the man and dragged his body halfway across japan, a sinister smile spreading across my face. When I finished, I saw everyone in the room, including Aizawa, shudder.

I sat at the table, studying, when Aizawa walked in. "We have patrol tonight, so make sure you sleep before hand." I stared at him like he was insane. "I don't sleep." I said, staring at the other 2 insomniacs in the room. "And neither do the 2 or you." Yamada laughed at my defense, and Aizawa grumbled, unable to say anything else. I put my head down and started studying again. At some point, Shinso sat down to study too.

I had been sitting at the table for a few hours and was itching to move. I put away my books and stretched my muscles. Time to train. I changed my clothes and left the house, running in whichever direction I happened to be facing. While running, I came across Dagobah Beach. It was covered in junk metal, scraps of this and that. I walked down the trash covered beach, looking for scraps I could use for parts. I grabbed a few things, and put them in a bag I had brought to carry my water. running back to the house in under 20 minutes, I pulled out my scraps. "What're those?" Papa asked. "The perfect pieces to the gloves I'm working on." I said, going to my room and grabbing the gloves. Yamada looked confused. "Hold on, I'll show you." Walking to the table and patting the seat beside me, I placed the pieces where they went. "Now look. If I press this button under my middle finger, it sends out shocks. I'll use this to paralyze the opponent. The button under my ring finger releases a blade that comes out of the underside of my glove. It retracts when I relax my hand, pretty much exactly like the hidden blade from Assassin's Creed. The button under my pointer finger open a compartment on the back of my hand. These compartments have enough rope in them to capture 3 people each. The gloves themselves have metal plates on the knuckles, doing more damage with each punch, and helping absorb the impact damage so I don't break my knuckles. The material of the gloves are a mesh fiber that is fire proof, water proof, shock absorbent, of course, and tear resistant. Pretty cool huh?" Yamada's face held a mixture of shock and awe. "You built these?" He asked. I nodded, and his expression changed into an emotion I had never seen before. Was it... pride?

Yamada turned to me, asking me the same question he had asked ever since I showed him my gloves. "You sure you aren't going into the support course? This is amazing!" I sighed. He had activated his quirk a little, making my eardrums throb. "Hizashi, keep it down." Said a tired looking Aizawa. "Please do, papa." The purple haired insomniac said, looking almost as dead as dad did. I laughed, then got to work trying to fit the pieces into their correct spots. This drew everyone's attention to the gloves in my hand. "What are those?" Hitoshi asked, pointing to the gloves. Before I got the chance to answer, papa was already reciting what I had told him. When he finished, the other 2 looked at me, the same expression on their faces. "Good job." Aizawa said, giving me a soft pat on the head. "I'm going for a run again, I'll be back later." I grabbed my stuff and started running towards Dagobah.

20 minutes and 2 miles later, I stood at the edge of the beach. It was still covered in trash, and I planned on fixing that. It would be great muscle training, plus the beach would make a good running area. I got started, climbing up the mountain of trash to remove some of the stuff on top first. I moved them to the front of the beach. I'll have to ask Aizawa to borrow his truck.

The sun had started to set, so I ran back home. I grabbed Aizawa's truck and drove to the beach. Aizawa was in the passenger seat, because he didn't trust me on my own. "Aren't you too young to drive? When did you learn? You're only 15." Aizawa fired off questions. I sighed. "I learned when I was 10. It was easier to get places if you hijacked a vehicle and drove than it was walking." I left the truck and started loading things in the back. "How can you be so small, but so strong?" Aizawa asked as he stared at me.

The back was finally loaded up. I had put everything I could reuse in a bag that I had brought. Aizawa drove to the dump, and we unloaded. When dad saw how much stuff I had salvaged to be used later, he raised his eyebrow. "What, it's reusable." He sighed, covered up the truck bed, and hopped in the driver's seat. We drove home in a comfortable silence. When we got home, I brought my scraps upstairs and stuffed them in a corner.