The Stark Cypher

The Origins+

Waking up, Izuku scratches her head as she sits up "Ugh... how long have I been out?"

A voice she wasn't expecting answers her question. A male voice, but ... it's kind of tinny "You were out for two hours. You doin okay kid?"

Izuku freezes for a moment before looking around. Turning to her desk, her eyes widen in realization as she stands up to see the box on her desk. "Kid? You okay? I can't rightfully see, I don't have any cameras".

She stares at the box for a moment before she shakes her head and clear her throat. "Y-Yeah, I'm okay. Didn't expect you to be speaking to a box saying that it's Tony Stark".

The box replies, some attitude in its tone. "That's AI to you. And I am Tony Stark! Well a copy of his brain, an imprint of sorts. But I will be instructing you to build some of the technology that I've built over the years for you to use for yourself. You can do pretty much whatever you want with it. But tell me kid, what do you want to do with the knowledge I'm giving you?"

Izuku is silent for a few moments before she responds with a fragile determination in her voice. "I want to save people. Protect the little guys and guide those who have fallen to the path of evil-" her confidence starts to lose steam as she goes on. "J-just because they need food for their k-kid or need to get money for a treatment for their p-partner or parent" she seems to sputter out of steam, an embarrassed look on her face and tears starting to brim.

The AI of Tony is quiet for a couple moments before he responds "You have good ideals, but ... you seem ... unsure of yourself. What's the deal, spill the beans".

Izuku is quiet for a few moments before she responds "How .. H-How much do you k-know about today's society?" She sniffs as she tries to pull herself back together.

His answer is almost immediate "Nothing, and looking at the date tells me it's been a really long time since the original me passed away. I'm also not connected to the internet; tell me about today's society, Midoriya".

"W-Well... in today's society... 80% of today's population on planet earth has some sort of p-power called Quirks. W-Whether it be limited telekinesis to exuding extreme flames for their body. At first heroes were more vigilantes and th-then the government came in to make being a Hero a job. Now it's illegal to d-defend others or stop crime with your power. Society has become corrupted by it and fame is all that matters".

"What about the other 20% kid?"

She's silent for a few moments before she can gather up enough courage to tell him "The other 20% have no Quirks. M-Most are old or middle aged. I.... I'm one of the youngest. W-we are known as Quirkless and are t-treated less than dirt, less than human".

He hums for a few moments before responding "So you're unsure of yourself. Unsure on whether or not you're even good enough to be a hero or not. Am I right"
She timidly says yes. "Let me tell ya somethin kid. I was quikless. The people back in my time only had powers through science or Magic. There weren't really any programs set up to keep things in check. We were all vigilantes really.... Now tell me kid, was I a hero?"

She says yes again. "Well I had no powers and neither do you. Now take the gift I am giving you and make yourself a Hero. Prove those good for nothin jerks that you deserve to stand among the best! Do you hear what I'm layin down, kid?"

"Yeah! I hear it!"

There's a smirk in his voice now. "Good... Now tell me, what's the plan?"

She wipes her tears and with confidence she begins to speak again "I have a hero school that I applied to and I have been given permission to take the Hero Course and the Support Course Exams. Hero Course is obvious. The support course makes machines and gadgets to assist heroes, augment their quirk, or even pick up the slack on their quirk's drawbacks. I think if I can get into both then I should be able to have the materials to make the more sophisticated things that's not made of junk, and be a hero. The question is, how do I get accepted into the Hero Course?"

The answer is quick "How much time until these 'exams' kid?"

"Three months"

The voice in the box sucks on their teeth. "Well... we'll have to be quick about this. How well can you take in information, I hope you like coffee or RedBull, and I hope you're ready to lift heavy things".

"Like a sponge, Mmm Coffee, and I hope so too".

Tony has a smile in his voice "Good. Now then, first thing we have to do is get me a projector attachment; preferably holographic, and a camera. I'd like to see who solved my cypher".

Midoriya smiles "I actually saw a limited edition All Might Holographic Projector while I was down there searching for parts. I know roughly where it is".

   "Good. We'll need that so I can show you the circuit boards and how to make everything. Be prepared to go sleepless nights so we can get this all done double time".

   Her house is close to the beach, so with a jog back to the beach it takes her only a few minutes to find it just as the sun sets. Getting back inside within minutes of the sun setting, she sets to work taking apart both the Holo device and a old flip phone with a camera.
   She integrates the Holo device to the top of the box and the camera hooked to the front of the box with some soldering and hot glue.

   With the devices hooked up, Tony seems to be pleased as a admittedly rough hologram of Tony's head pops up as the camera activates. "Oh! Green hair! Wasn't expecting that.. dyed ooor natural? And a woman figured it out, a kid no less. Pepper would be proud."

    Midoriya blushes and starts twirling her hair absentmindedly "It's n-natural actually. My mother has a d-darker green though".

    "Anyway! It's late and even the greatest inventors need to sleep. I'll go into sleep mode when you turn out the lights. Get some sleep kid".

    Standing up she goes to her dresser which sits out of view of the camera to where she changes, during so she asks a question. "So... How should I refer to you as? Full name and he/him pronouns orrrrrr?"

    His holo form shrugs "Preferably Tony, and he/him pronouns work just fine".

    She hums softly before yawning deeply. "What's the plan for tomorrow, Tony?"

    "I was thinking you could take me to the location where you found the parts to make Machine One and we would go through and see what we could find for the suit or if we would have to order parts or make them from scratch. I'd say we order the harder to get parts and make the rest with what we don't have to order". He stops almost like he's thinking about something "I think we should some meat on your bones, so I'll be throwing together a workout regiment as well. How does that sound".

      She hums as the coffee crash hits her with good timing "That sounds like a plan *yawn*. My dad has a workshop that he left in the garage. We might need to order a few tools though".

    "Good. We have tools to work with. I'm excited to be working with you kid"

    Crossing the room in sleep shorts and a tank top she glances to the box "I'm excited to be working with you too, Tony. Good night".

    "Night Kid" with the light shit off, his internal systems go into sleep mode and Izuku hits the pillow.

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