The Emperor's Dragon II

Head of the Queue

"There he is!"

Katsuki looked up at the voice. It sounded vaguely familiar, in the way that all the extras' voices blended together. He shrugged and kept moving. He had homework to do. That fucking bastard might have taken his quirk but he was going to take it back. This was just a setback and every good hero had setbacks in their backstory. His was just more dramatic than most. He knew how his story would go.

He was the only one from his Middle School to be accepted into a Hero High School, and of course it was UA, because UA was for the best, and he was the best from that shitty little Middle School. He was the best at the UA Entrance Exam and he was going to be the best in his class. That was all as it should be.

And then that prick took his quirk. It was a tragic story and it would play well for his history. When it was written, this part of his life would be described as his dramatic suffering, and then it would end with him fighting the bastard and taking his quirk back. That would establish him as the best and from there, it was only right that he'd become the number one hero.

That's why he was still enrolled in UA's Hero course. Let the other weaklings cry and accept transfers to General Studies 'to work out their future plans'. He knew what his were. He was going to be a Hero. There was no other plan.

They'd had practical Hero training today and that Hobo had held him back, saying something about how he had to learn to compensate. He knew how to compensate. He'd always had to hold back at Hero training, except if he got against Todoroki. Then he could cut loose. The others were too weak to really go against him and that Hobo now thought they could? Bakugou had insisted on taking his place in the rotation. He might not have his quirk - for now - but he was physically strong and they knew it.

Shoji had held back against him and had found out that hard way, that was a mistake. It was only a lucky shot from Ojiro, and the fucking cossetting from his team which meant they lost. If the extra's had just focused on the goal, rather than him... It was enough to make him scream. At least Ojiro had known not to cut him any slack.

The Hobo though had the gall to tell him that he had to watch his control! If the weakling extra's couldn't even handle one fight against him, while he was quirkless, then what the hell were they doing in UA's hero course?

"Katsuki!" The voice came again.

He ignored it. He didn't need to talk to an extra. Bakugou had to get home and finish his homework so he could schedule at least another two workouts a week. He'd need them to keep up his fitness and to maintain strength in his arms and hands so that when he beat the shit out of that bastard Izuku Midoriya to get his quirk back, he could handle its return.

It was hard to believe that the bastard was meant to be Aunty Inko's son! Inko was a friend of her mother, and had dinner with them at least once a week. She was always sad and now... She'd just cried when it had come out that the bastard Mitei Chui was meant to be Izuku Midoriya. It was pathetic and from what he could remember of Izuku, which wasn't much, he thought the extra was meant to be quirkless!

"Typical," the voice said. "He's still got his head so far up his arse he can't see what's in front of him."

No matter what anyone said, Katsuki Bakugou was not stupid. He didn't engage in random fights. Sure, he was more than a bit of a brawler at Middle School but that was only to put the extras in their place. He didn't engage in random combat against unknowns. That led to random dumbass consequences that got onto your record. And his record was clean.

That, however, was before he lost his quirk. That was before he was as stressed as he was, because despite the confident facade he showed to all, he was stressed, upset and wanting to pound something into the ground.