*It's been a few days since the last chapter, and the world of Japan was slowly turning back to normal, in some ways, and more radicalized in others. The soft supporters of the protests gave up and returned to their normal lives, while those who stayed just became more radicalized, now believing that the concept of heroes shouldn't exist, that having too powerful of power was too dangerous. There was a storm coming. One that no matter how much the politicians and the heroes tried to calm down they couldn't manage to do it. But none of that is important to the plot, so we see Shinsou walking into Izuku's junkyard workshop and see Izuku there muttering to himself.*
Shinsou: Yo. You good?
Izuku: Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?
*Izuku said without looking at his friend as he kept working, running his fingers through his greasy hair, from natural oils and motor oil. Shinsou looked outside the trailer that was the workshop, and saw all the Iron Man suits he had made, all lined up outside. Really something incredible. Before it took him weeks to months to build just one. Now that he knows what he's doing, he can build multiple of them in just 5 days. Shinsou looked back at Izuku who was muttering to himself.*
Shinsou: Dude. We've been friends for a while and whenever you get frustrated you use that fuel to build. You've got like 8 or 12 Mark-3 suits.
Izuku: Just preparing for the sports festival. I need as many suits as possible in case one breaks.
*Izuku said as he rubbed his eyes hard, his vision was failing him, his hands won't stop trembling, why are they trembling so much? Izuku thinks on this as he takes another large gulp of pure black coffee. Izuku looked out the window at the machines outside, which were his suits. His Ironman suits were made with no financial help from Nezu. Just car parts melted down, which meant that their structure was a lot weaker than his main one, but they'll work in case of an emergency Shinsou got a good look at his friend and the man looked just awful.*
Shinsou: I mean. I'm all for being prepared. But man. You look like shit.
Izuku: I'm an engineer, not a model. I'm not supposed to look good. I'm supposed to invent something good.
*Izuku said as his legs buckled but he remained standing since his arms were holding on to the table for dear life. Izuku placed his hand on his heart and it was still beating. It felt like a hummingbird replaced his heart but that's not important, what he was doing right now was more important, than the fact that he drank a dangerous amount of caffeine and other things, he needed to finish this. Shinsou nodded as he kept talking, Izuku sounded as if he was drunk.*
Shinsou: You're slurring your words Izuku. You need to take a nap at the very least.
Izuku: I'll take it when I'm done with this.
*Izuku muttered out as he took a deep breath and kept working, his vision was blurry but what did it matter, his heart was beating as if he ran a marathon but what did it matter? He hasn't showered or slept in 5 days, but that mattered little. What mattered was finishing this work and proving to himself that he was worthy. That those miscalculations from before were just flukes, that statistically speaking would not happen again. Izuku will make sure of that if he can just figure this out by himself. Shinsou gave a slow nod, as he walked next to Izuku ignoring the fact that he smelled like a "League of Legends player, and looked at what he was trying to build.*
Shinsou: And what exactly is that you're working on?
Izuku:.... I found something. Or more specifically, Jarvis showed me something.
*Izuku slurred out, showing actual anger in his expression as he wasn't smiling anymore. The only saving grace for Izuku was that he had a face mask right now so Shinsou couldn't see that his smile was gone. Shinsou looked at Izuku as if he were a moron. He looks like this just because he saw a video? Shinsou sighed, as he walked away from Izuku and just started to open the windows, to get some fresh air in this room.*
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the new Ironman
Fanfiction"you can't, you can't, you can't " izuku has heard that every single day from everyone, from his classmates, to his former friend, to his teachers, from even his own mother. but all of them are gonna learn something, the definition of the human spir...
