Izuku: Grandson of Samus

Izuku Aran

"All people are not created equal."

This was a harsh lesson Izuku Aran saw during his years training with his grandmother. Part of said training was intense DNA therapies which left his body sore all over. He read and watched old footage of Samus's missions. He was told to watch some of Samus's hunting missions; and learned how corrupt those with power can be. Plus, the news of his dad divorcing his mother...because he was Quirkless hit him hard. Samus had noticed his mental state slipping at that news and worked especially hard on physical conditioning. Still, the news that his mom and he would carry on the Aran name brought his mood up after letting him read Galactic Federation articles about Samus's missions.

He was subjected to  intense mental conditioning; harsh physical exercise and conditioning. Yet, he knew within that he had to work hard to keep up with those like Kacchan who were born with great power.  Then, at age 14, he went to Chozo ruins and went through an intense trial; similar to what his grandmother said she went through.  It was there that he was granted his Chozo Varia Power Armor, and it was grafted onto his very DNA. Once he received that armor, he understood why he needed such strong mental conditioning. It was required to operate the complex Power Armor. Plus it would be uncomfortable for the normal person to use.

One thing that he noticed was that his mostly green, while his grandmother's was mostly orange. Eh, possibly a color preference from the user.

Samus had him then choose powers to download to his suit before he returned to his mother. Here he was, in a green Zero Suit underneath his Aldera Middle School uniform. Yeah, all the time he was training, he also had to do school lessons remotely as well. Strange that Kacchan refused to talk every time he called his mom; even Aunt Mitsuki and Uncle Marasu talked to him.

Now that he was 15, he would finally be able to see his childhood friend again, and...

Honed senses fired an alarm and he ducked under an explosion that blasted where his face once was. In front of him, with an almost insane angry look was Bakugou Katsuki. "You shouldn't have come back you Quirkless Deku." So this was why Bakugou refused to speak to him. He fed into the useless notion that Quirkless meant Useless.

Small explosions popped in Katsuki's palms and he surged forward, only for Izuku to easily somersault over the strike and keep walking to Aldera. Katsuki just stood there in shock at Izuku's movement. The Deku was Quirkless. There was no way a Quirkless person could move in such a way, even with training.

Of course Bakugou Katsuki didn't know that his training was on planets with higher gravity than Earth.

Izuku just ignored Bakugou and kept walking forward. His training was...well, complete enough for the Varia Suit. He would keep training as he strove to be a hero. There would always be naysayers like Katsuki. Like All Might and grandma Samus, he would overcome. He would be at Aldera for one year before applying for U.A. It wasn't like Aldera would  be worse than training and homeschooling at the same time.

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Scratch that, Aldera was worse than training with his grandmother.

At least with Samus, he always had someone at his back, and she knew how to explain things and always supported him. As Izuku glanced at the red spider lilies on his desk, he was tempted to activate the Varia suit and incinerate the lilies with his arm cannon.

At least with the alien creatures, you know the savage ones wanted you dead due to food or territory. They didn't have the gall to act like your comrades and then betray you. Apparently word of his Quirkless status had spread. Even the teachers were discriminatory... except for the janitor. The janitor was cool. The janitor's quirk helped him polish surfaces, and he had also been the subject of bullying. Thus, the janitor was the only sympathetic person in Aldera.