Nuclear Decay ⋆ Katsuki Bakugo.

𝟬𝟭. Atomic Start..

CHAPTER ONE:
ATOMIC START
SET IN:
EPISODES THREE AND FOUR

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NIKO SHIELDED HER EYES FROM THE GLARE OF THE SUN. UA High's distinctive crest stared back at her once the sun's harsh rays were blocked by her arm. Stood underneath the famous blue arch, Niko couldn't help but stop to admire it. After all, the fact she was even able to stand beneath it was a miracle in itself.

Butterflies stirred in her stomach as she forced herself to continue walking, passing underneath the following beige arches leading up to the entrance. There were parts of her that were still not completely on board with this whole hero thing. The opportunity was, of course, a dream for anyone. But for someone like Niko, who had never been deemed worthy of a life as good as this one, it would always be difficult to believe.

The Hero Public Safety Commission had taken a bargain on her; she knew that well. Given the fact that she was a reject foster child, who spent the majority of her childhood and early teenage years drowning in the endless waters of the system, Niko was not exactly the image most would think of when they heard the word hero. But despite that, they still saw something of worth in her, and her damned quirk.

It had been five months since they found her, and they had devoted the time up in till now to basic training. It certainly wasn't a lot of time, especially when Niko was considerably behind in combat and just wielding her quirk in general, but it had shaped her into hopefully the perfect starting point for UA to take and mold into something real.

  Though, that was all banking on her passing the exam and making it into UA.

  Niko knew she was in a precarious position. She knew how her quirk was, and how it could be perceived. It was powerful. Nobody could argue against that. But it was also hazardous. UA had taken the mundane and made marvels of them. But could they take the dangerous and make them subdued? Would Niko even be able to fit the strict definition of a hero, given who she was and what her past did to her? These were useless questions, and she knew that, but she couldn't help wondering.

  Though, despite her worries, Niko was not as afraid of her quirk as she used to be. During training, they'd made it a priority to explore all the different components and how she could use it to her advantage. She'd told them the little she knew at the start and they had ran with it. They helped her develop how exactly she would wield it for combat and defense. Niko had even undergone basic martial arts training to build up muscle and a fluidity to her movements that would hopefully help her stand out amongst her peers.

  This new understanding of what she had viewed as a poison her entire life, made her consider it in a different light. The poison that had rotted away so much of her life was now useful. Her quirk could now make her a hero, of all things. It made Niko feel something she had not felt in a long time: hope. It was a good feeling, much to her surprise. She had thought it lie for most of her life. Niko supposed the truth always came to fruition, whether you wanted it to or not.

  Niko continued on, taking a few quick glances around her at the other kids also trying to make it into UA. All of them were dressed significantly better than she was, which made her grimace down at her old baggy jeans and washed out t-shirt. It just helped prove the point further that she really wasn't the target demographic for this sort of thing. But at the end of day, did it really matter? After all, they supposedly don't discriminate when selecting students (Even though recommendations were a thing, which Niko thought was stupid as heck.). She was to have the same chance of getting in as the girl just ahead of her with the nice dress and shiny new shoes.