Fastest Hero

Chapter 1

Izuku Midoriya walked through the halls of Aldera Middle School, with a wry grin on his face. He wasn't smiling out of happiness, rather out of nervousness. He was walking to the principals office, getting many hateful glares as he went along. He wasn't the most popular person in school - that was an exaggeration. He was the most hated person in his school for reasons that he himself never really understood. Ever since his mother's death, he had been looked at as a devil, a murderer, a boy who at the tender age of 3 killed his own mother, but that was far from the truth. Izuku was a kid but he knew what he saw. A man, a man with a black suit and a weird head gear. He could never forget how the man laughed in triumph before All Might came along to save him. Ever since he was a kid he had always wanted to become a hero, to be a famous and loved hero all over. Alas that was a naive dream, after that day he was never treated like a human again, mothers told their kids to stay away from him, people yelled at him and hurled insults at him, teachers always portrayed him in a bad light but none of these mattered to him. He was going to be the next symbol of peace, no matter what challenges may come, he was going to kick fate in the butt and achieve his dream. Reaching the principals office he took a deep breath. Walking in to see his homeroom teacher glaring at him and the principal looking rather indifferent. This was going to be a long talk.

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Izuku kicked a can on his way to his apartment. He lived alone, because most if not all orphanages refused to keep him with the claims that he was unstable and a danger. He didn't care one bit, it was peaceful living alone. No one to insult him, remind him of his mother's death or anything of the sort. Here he could focus on himself and train his abilities. Everyday after school he trained his "quirk" to the limit. Getting his "quirk" at quite an early age of 3, he was deemed a very powerful but unstable child, one that would either be a powerful hero or be the worst villain in recent memory.
He did have a few pro heroes come around to train him from time to time, due to how powerful his flame abilities seemed to be, and with his ability to fly, the potential was endless. He heard his microwave chime and ran inside to scarf down his dinner.

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"Sir are you sure we should allow him to participate in this year's entrance exams? It seems like quite the risk" Midnight asked a white rat? Bear? Whatever the hell he was.
Principal Nezu paused taking a sip of his tea.

"Though it is, but we need his power if hero society wants to take a step forward"

The other teachers and some press reporters disagreed saying the kid was a devil and he would tarnish UA's reputation. A man with dark circles around his eyes and long shaggy black hair got up finally gaining everyone's attention.

"If you actually listen to these people then I should quit right now, I get it, he did wrong, but what's a 3 year old supposed to do with such a powerful quirk. You don't want him to become a hero because he'll bring UA's name down. Since when did UA give a shit about the press? If you push that boy to the wrong side who knows what he'll become? Who knows how hard his life has been up to this point, the hate, the insults, the mistreatment, and he still wants to save the same people who reject him, all it takes is one small push, and stopping him from being a hero might just do that"

Aizawa walked out leaving the whole room silent. He was right, the kid was innocent, it was all just a big mistake.
Nezu cleared his throat and addressed the press.

"Well I assume you all heard Aizawa, Izuku Midoriya will be participating in the UA entrance exams and so to appease those against this decision he'll be taking the special candidate exams by my recommendation, that's all for now"

The crowd started to murmur and started breaking apart eventually. Izuku meanwhile was ecstatic. He was going to be a hero.

"Man I'm so pumped up !!!" shouted Izuku with joy as he ran outside to train forgetting his dinner which was now getting cold - again.

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1 year later
Izuku could be seen walking through the empty halls of UA, taking it all in. This was it, he couldn't fail here, all those years of grueling training led up to this point. He saw a room labelled "recommendations" and walked in, getting the attention of everyone who was present there- not that they were much. Quietly sitting down ignoring the stares that he received, he set to pay attention to the invigilator not noticing he sat next to a girl with not only two shade of hair color but her eyes as well. She only glanced at him a bit, some recognition appeared but soon faded off her face.

Izuku frankly couldn't care less what others thought about him, it didn't matter, he would prove them wrong, starting with this.
Though to be honest, the written portion was boring so he just zoned out after doing his piece. His mind though came back after he heard the practical portion was about to begin.

The invigilator, pro hero Present Mic explained the aim of this portion, seeing it was a combat based aspect, izuku took off his shoes earning curious glances from the other candidates, especially some big dude with short black hair. Another man walked out, but he was a far cry from the cheerful and lively Present Mic.

"My name is Eraserhead, I'll be testing your abilities combat wise, follow me" he drawled out and walked away. The students soon got their composure back and followed him to decent sized clearing.
"The first test will be how efficiently you use your quirks, hence a race". A sick devilish smile etched on Izuku's face as her heard race. This was going to be a breeze. Aizawa saw this and smirked a little. Truth be told, he was interested in the kid, and how his outlook on life was. It definitely wasn't the same as all these spoiled rich kids with naive dreams of becoming a steriotypical hero, beating the bad guy and saving the day. Izuku had experienced the darker side of society and he knew the harsh truth of life.

"Contestant 1 ... Begin"