An unexpected hero

Chapter: 5: An discussion of a ancient power 

Sooo this was one of the few Au that's I have but done nothing  so I'd decided to pull this Au out of the cupboard. Don't we love the cabinet? It's full of beautiful ideas that I'd haven't used yet and use it to make my life easier, soooooo it's time for some trigger warnings that aer in this Chapter lmao-mentions of the abuse/shown abuse and self-deprecating thoughts/self-harm, Somewhat graphic violence, PTSD mentions Panic attacks, Discrimination, Mental illness mentions/shown, Drug talk and Damian being himself, Mentions of possible past self-harm. Just skip paragraphs 2-4 if you don't want to read it.

Time for a disclaimers:Neither belong to me. I am simply borrowing the characters for fun and writing practice because I'd need to some for getting my original book written in time for the end of next year.

Just a little note, I do eventually plan on having some crossovers from other franchises once we get into UA so i'll be added once we get to that part of the story.

I wanted to start the entrance exam this chapter, or at least get to UA, but the talk between Midoriya and All Might went on longer than expected, and I don't want my chapters to be too long for this story but soon though! Entrance Exams aer coming, I promise!

Also if you see () in the story it's the character thinking so you know what that is happening just thought I'd give you that information and the only things that'll be mine are the OC's, and most of the story's plot is mine, but we do eventually get into MHA plot for sometimes also because of my dyslexia so plz tell me if and then I'll write the words wrong so it's easier for everyone to read I'd appreciate it but whatever the show must go on)) *¨*•.¸¸ପଓ*¨*•.¸¸ପଓ*¨*•.¸¸ପଓ*¨*•.¸¸**¨*•.¸¸ପଓ*¨*•.¸¸ପଓ*¨*•.¸¸ପଓ*¨*•.¸¸*¨*•.¸¸ପଓ*¨*•.¸¸ପଓ*¨*•.¸¸ପଓ*¨*•.¸¸

"That's enough for today, young Midoriya!" Yagi declared, wiping a small amount of blood off his chin. Midoriya wasn't sure if that was from the one punch she'd managed to land on him this bout, or if his Quirk was just giving him trouble again, and she wasn't going to bug him by asking. "This was probably one of your best sessions we've had together! I think I have a good idea of what might be motivating you today, however, and you know it too."

Izuku nodded. "That's right, the Entrance Exam is tomorrow. I need to be ready." She'd been ramping up her training at home, not that All Might needed to know that (she'd only fainted twice, and nobody was around for either of those instances thankfully). She'd managed to pin him down once or twice today, which was a first. Usually he was just too slippery and she had to settle for glancing blows, but today she'd had a read on him, chasing him and managing to call out a few of his feints. She knew if he transformed she would die in less than five seconds, but it was a great improvement over the girl who had fallen over trying to lug a refrigerator across the sands over the course of an entire day.

Her strength wasn't going to knock out a punching bag in a single blow, but she could at least call it average now, and her speed had become a major asset. She could easily jump over All Might in either form (and had used that in fights to try and catch him off guard, though he had adapted quickly after the first instance) and her speed bursts were something she might be able to lie and pass it off as a weak speed Quirk, something she was immensely proud of after less than a year of training. Her parkour skills weren't quite at the level she could run on rooftop tiles without any issues, but a flat roof, like the roof of her school? She could hop between a few of those if she really needed to, with only a slight ache in her legs.

Would it be enough to beat Kacchan in a fight? Not quite, but she was hoping that the Entrance Exam was a bit easier than that, even if it was a foolish thought to have. He'd finally given up on chasing her about a month ago, but she could still feel his glares burning into her skull during class. A much better alternative, sure, but she wished he could leave her alone. She couldn't even remember the last time she'd been the one to initiate conversation with him, rather than the other way around.