"MAZIN! GO!!!" Mazinger Pilot Male Reader x My Hero Academia

Episode 1: FLY! ROOOOOCKET PUUUUUUUNCH!!!

Key: Y/N = Your Name E/C = Eye Colour F/C = Favourite Colour

There's a lesson you learn living in this world. Nothing is fair unless you make it fair. That's the lesson (Y/N) Kabuto learned the hard way. You see, he's one of the 20% of people on this planet without a quirk. He thought about those words as the three bullies that had tormented him almost his entire school life looked down at his bruised and bloody face.

(Y/N) tries to get back up. The leader of the bunch "Boss" lit up his eyes. "POWER BEAM!" The child roared and a bright yellow light shot from his eyes knocking (Y/N) back to the ground. "C'mon Kabuto! Fight back! Did that attitude of yours go the same place your parents went!?"

The skinnier kids Nuke and Mucha chuckled to themselves as (Y/N) got up again. "You don't know when to quit. Do ya?" 

"Stoooop!" The voice of a young girl cried out.

"Ashido! Wait!" Two other voices came from behind (Y/N) who seemed completely lost in the fight.

A little girl with pink skin and small stubby yellow horns poking out of a curly mess of light pink hair got in front of (Y/N). Boss immediately got flustered and looked away. A young boy with a mop of black hair falling to the sides of his head haphazardly nervously approached. 

"What are you thinking Boss!?" Ashido cried.

Boss spluttered. "He-he picked a fight with me!" (Y/N) fell down and shakily sat upright. It was pretty clear he couldn't see out of one of his eyes from the swelling. The skinny black-haired boy went to check on him.

"You tried to steal money from Kirishima!" Ashido yelled.

"We wasn't stealin'!" Mucha yelled.

"Yuh! We were just taking his lunch money!" Nuke said through a blocked nose.

"SHUT IT YOU MORONS!" Boss rounds on them both and smacks the back of their heads.

"Just leave (Y/N) and Kirishima alone!" Ashido screamed. Boss and his gang ran off and Ashido went to check on (Y/N) with Kirishima. "Are you ok (Y/N)?" She asked.

(Y/N) sits there for a moment before pushing a grubby 1000 yen note into Kirishima's hands. He gets up and shakily starts to walk away. 

In spite of the pain. (Y/N) only had one thing on his young mind. "I hate this." He hated how he felt. He hated that ever since the other kids got their quirks he'd been beaten and abused by people he thought were his friends. He looked up at the blue skies with his one free eye and thought to himself for a moment. "I need... a weapon."

After school, his grandfather sat in his mess of an office drinking a large cup of coffee. the young boy quietly approached the old man nervously and at the young age of seven, he asked a question that would change the course of his life. "Grandpa Shikishima!" His grandfather choked on his drink.

"CHRIST! What is it, boy?"

"TEACH ME HOW TO BUILD A WEAPON!" Shikishima's eyes immediately lit up as if he had waited his whole life to hear those words.

"(Y/N)... you're sure about this?" He grins madly.

"YEAH! I'M SICK OF BEING BEATEN UP ALL THE TIME! I'M TIRED OF THE OTHER KIDS WITH QUIRKS LOOKING DOWN ON ME AND TREATING ME LIKE DIRT!" Shikishima roars with laughter.

"(Y/N)!! IF YOU WANT TO BUILD A WEAPON!! YOU CAME TO THE RIGHT MAN!!" Shikishima roars again and (Y/N) joins him. 

"NOW FIRST!" Shikishima slams a large stack of books on a table. "BOOKS!" (Y/N)'s face falls. "Oh wipe that look off your face boy! Rome wasn't built in a day and you definitely won't be satisfied if I help you! You've gotta make it on your own ya hear me!?" With the one good eye, Shikishima had left (Y/N) could see his burning passion.