YOU ARE TERMINATED (MHA X Male!Terminator Reader)

The Results

The display of his quirk Izuku had shown rocked the ground with the amount of strength used to throw it as far as it had gone. Y/n scanned Izuku and picked up the injury on his finger, how nothing else in his arm had been broken or anything of the sort. 'That hit didn't rely solely on power. Instead focusing all that power into the tip of his finger.'

Aizawa looks at the monitor to see how far the ball went once it hit the ground. 105.3 meters. "Sensei..." Aizawa looks up to see Midoriya, his pointer finger purple and just about broken, but the rest of his arm and hand completely fine. Izuku looking determined as he clenches his hand into a fist, "I can still move!"

Aizawa's eyes widen ever so slightly, his mouth partially going into a toothy smile as he speaks under his breath, "This kid..."

Y/n smirking, 'That is true potential.'

"He got over seven-hundred meters?!" One of the students shout out.

Uraraka throws her arms into the air, cheering loud, "Now that's a hero like record!"

"His finger's swollen." Iida, keeping the sun out of his eyes, speaks up.

Murphy tilting his head, ever the confused, "I've never seen a quirk do something like that to its holder."

Iida places his hand on his chin, speaking his thoughts, "It happened at the entrance exam, too. Except it was his whole arm that time. He has a strange quirk..."

The mask wearing girl gives off some clicking noises from her throat. The dark grey mask that covered her whole face's eyes glowing a slightly yellow. The girls skin looked almost reptile like, darkish green in color. Her hair flowing down to just below her shoulders, almost black, dark grey and shining slightly. Messy with what looked like dead leaves and even broken twigs inside of it.

Meanwhile, Bakugo's reaction left him in a pure state of shock. For all his life he'd thought Izuku had no quirk. That Izuku was nothing compared to him. That he was nothing but a useless Deku. 'Wh-What's with that power?! Everyone's quirks manifest by the age of four. This is unthinkable. But in reality..."

Eren looks to see Bakugo's shocked state, the angered boy shaking as he begins thinking back. The black tailed girl shaking his shoulder with a scowl on her face, "Hey! Blondie! The hell's wrong with you?"

Bakugo's hand begins exploding slightly as he goes into a state of pure rage, "Get off of me, extra!" The mad student then running towards Izuku, "What the hell is going on! Deku, you bastard!"

Izuku then starts panicking until Bakugo comes to a sudden halt, the barrel of a shotgun right in front of his face. Y/n, not giving a chance for anyone to speak, says, "Do not further approach him. I may have only loaded this with a beanbag round, but even they could even break the bones in your skull."

Bakugo growls before both Y/n's gun and Bakugo himself are wrapped in a dark grey cloth. The one that was around Aizawa's neck. Aizawa holds onto some threads and tosses away the shotgun, the gun disintegrating in mid-air as Bakugo is still kept in restraint.

Bakugo struggles out, "What the--? These damn cloths are hard..!"

"It's a weapon made for capture. Carbon fibre mixed with a wire made of a special alloy. Dammit..." Izuku recoils a bit at Aizawa's terrifying look, "You kids need to stop making me use my quirk over and over. I have dry eye!"

Aizawa retracts his cloth back around his neck. His hair falling back to normal and freeing Bakugo, "We're wasting time. Whoever's next, I don't care, get ready." Izuku quickly moving away from Bakugo while the blonde stays in place, his fists shaking.