(I just want to say, me and @Tempest68 came up with a ranking system for the oni, grey skin is low level, like grunts and foot soldiers, red skin is high level, like generals and other high class leaders, and silver is royal, like kings and queens. There's also black for a special breed of oni, which you will see today. Another thing, there are four ways to kill an oni. Their healing is strong, but only high level oni can regenerate limbs, and it still typically takes awhile, so decapitation is a good way to kill an oni, as well as removing large portions of it's body. Another way is to destroy the heart, but the flesh around the oni heart is tough enough to break even moon steel if not cut right. Other oni also have the ability to inflict permanent damage on other oni, given that they're the same class or higher. The last way, as mentioned before, is charged moon steel, which prevents the oni from healing without devouring a human or other oni)
It had been a few weeks since Izuku and Eve came down from the mountains, and they had been killing smaller oni with vigor, but Eve's kill count was no where near Izuku's. Now, the oni had pulled back, regrouping or something, but it didn't matter why, it gave Izuku and Eve time to rest, if even just for a moment.
Now, Izuku and Eve were in the Unforeseen Situation Joint, or the USJ. They were to act as guards for the class 1-A while they were on a trip here. With them was a top hero, Edgeshot, and an underground hero, Eraser Head, both of which Izuku had begun to respect and see as equals, maybe even friends.
His reason for respecting Edgeshot was simple, he stuck to the old customs, acting as a modern day ninja, while Eraser Head was a model example of what a hero should be. Eraser had no care for fame or glory, he only cared about helping people. These were both truly honorable men.
As Aizawa was explaining to his class, class 1-A, why they were here, Izuku was having a conversation with Eve and Edgeshot. That's when someone noticed them. A boy with ash blond hair looked over at them with awe, specifically at Izuku. Izuku felt the eyes on him, and turned to make eye contact, only to feel a great power within the boy, like not just one, but nine powerful beings were looking back at him.
Izuku began to walk towards him, and the boy started freaking out with stars in his eyes. Izuku did not understand, how could someone seemingly so innocent have so much power? As he reached the boy, which he towered over being over 200 cm tall, the boy squeaked and almost fell over.
"Y-You're the L-Lightning D-Demon! You've k-killed over a thousand oni, l-last I checked, i-it was 1368 oni!" the ash blond boy squeaked in admiration and a slight bit of fear.
"Where is all that power coming from? There seems as though it's to much for one lifetime built up within you," Izuku said, and the boy tensed up.
"I-I... it's m-my quirk," the blond said, but Izuku sensed he was lying.
"Hmmm, what is your name?" Izuku asked.
"K-Katsuki Bakugo, sir!" the blond said.
"Well, Bakugo-Kun, preform your best here today, and know that I have taken interest in you and... 'your' quirk," Izuku said, purposely emphasizing the word 'your'. At that moment, Katsuki knew that this man somehow noticed his quirk wasn't originally his, but how?
"Well, after that little display, let's get to work," Eraser Head, AKA, Shouta Aizawa, said tiredly, before a certain red head noticed something.
"Hey! We even have fake villains!" the red head yelled, and Aizawa wondered how many fanfics he'd heard that in now. Wait a minute... DON'T BREAK THE FORTH WALL ASSHOLE. Aizawa simply grunted in response to my message and turned around to see villains spilling out of a black portal.
"Those aren't fake! Thirteen, Brazen Bull! Stay here and protect the students! Lightning Demon! You're with me!" Aizawa said, jumping down the stairs and proceeded to become a modern Madara Uchiha.
YOU ARE READING
The Samurai
FanfictionIzuku Midoriya lived with his clan deep in the mountains cut off from the rest of the world. All of them lived and trained as samurai, even the simple farmers and bakers. This was the Mūnsuraisu Clan, named by and, according to legend, train by the...