*Sighs, this is the second time this week, seriously do these guys never catch a break?
Izuku in his makeshift bystander/vigilante appearance was sitting on top of a roof as he was eying the situation above, considering that he had never used his 'quirk' just his 'abilities' which can be replicated using some machinery, he looked down and saw a bunch of thugs who was lead with a hooded person whose arms were black with long fingers, the boss tapped his foot impatiently as another set of thugs revealed a little case.
"So, this is the deal?"
"Yes sir, top of the line trigger."
"Good, I was hoping something illegal would show up." Izuku said as he dropped down while bringing two of the thug's faces to the concrete pavement as he crashed the party, the boss tsked as he grabbed the suitcase and made a run for it, Izuku's right arm spark with electricity underneath the moonlight as he released a beam which hit the traders, paralysing them, as the boss was running away to a small alleyway, he pulled up one of the shots and laughed menacingly as Izuku was in his sight.
"You picked the wrong villain to fight hero."
As the last words were spat with venom, the thug injected himself with the drug as he jittered and roared, but was interrupted as Izuku's left fist made contact with his face, followed by an E.M.P. filled kick to the balls, the thug was fell but was caught as a strand of grey scarf wrapped around the thug.
"Hiya Eraser! Nice meeting you here!"
Izuku responded with a chirpy voice as electricity reinforced his legs muscles although it was not visible to the underground hero who sighed as he saw Izuku threw a case full of trigger drugs to him, "Kid, next time maybe try not to get involved with dangerous affairs?"
"*Chuckles, no promises dad!"
A capture scarf aimed to yank his neck was what Izuku received as he ran away from the furious underground hero Eraserhead, as Izuku went to complete his 'nightly jog', he stopped at a small construction site and smiled underneath his medical mask, he went inside the site and met a man with dark yellowish-brown hair, "So, mister, are you still selling materials?"
"*Laughs, of course we still do, what do you need?"
"Oh, just a small bag of concrete powder, PVC pipes, and a short metal rod."
The man kept his smile as he went inside a small shack, Izuku leaned to the nearby being constructed wall as he pulled up a small notepad filled with writings to every single small place, after the man pulled up all items that Izuku ordered, Izuku paid the price and slipped a small, well, kind of huge tip.
"Kid, this is too much."
"Just take it sir, it's just a little act of kindness."
"*Sighs, you really are stubborn---"
"Enjoy the tip bye!"
Izuku waved goodbye as he ran to avoid the little debate he would have, as he made it out of the construction site, a woman with brown hair and a girl with seemingly similar feature to her walked through a small door, "Is that him dad?"
"Yes, that kid really doesn't...... sweetie, who are you texting?"
The girl sweated as her father saw the little text she had given to her, well, saviour and made a break for it as the man screamed about princesses, age, and, that sort of stuff to the teenage girl as the woman chuckled at the sight of her family, meanwhile Izuku had stopped his sprint and was now walking casually to his home but stopped as he was greeted with a huge bang from a nearby location, Izuku wasted no time as he went to see if anyone got hurt, although he should have been more careful as a huge creak rang as Izuku almost crashed into a huge pile, of trash?
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U.A.'s resident electromagnetic vigilante
FanfictionIzuku Midoriya is the brother to his sister Eri, has a normal quirk, a hero in training, a cinnamon roll through and through, with a supporting mother, a clean record, a freind who has the tendency to generate explosions from his hands, sure there i...