Not As It Seems (genderbend Izuku Midoriya)

Welcome, to the Hero Course

My waist length, tangled green hair blew upwards, as I fell donwards. My numb mixed with the military green peices of rubble. Free-falling from the sky reminded me of rollercoasters.

I hate rollercoasters.

And, I think, that's when it really set in. The fact that my arm was broken, or I was to tired to use my quirk, or that I was falling to my death. 'Think Izuku, think! What can I do to stop myself?!'

My panicked eyes looked around for falling debris near me, that I could possibly latch on to. I might not do much, but it was the best I could think of. The one problem is though,... there are no peices of metal, concrete, et cetera, near me. The ground was getting closer and closer, and new ideas weren't coming to mind.

'This is it. It was fun while it lasted', morbid thoughts took over my mind, and all I could think about was how bad it would hurt when I hit the ground. I shut my eyes as tight as I could, not like it would help me, and prepared for impact. Instead, I fot a hand to the face, and started floating about one foot off the ground. In less than a second, my eyes went from tightly shut, to wide open. I turned towards the girl, who still had her arm out from slapping me, "It would be a bad omen if you tripped and fell, huh."

A small chuckle escaped both of our lips before we gave each other a little smile, and before she turned greener than my hair. Thankfully, I turned away before anything else happened. A small 'release' later, adn my focus went from one stinging cheek to another stinging cheek lower on my body..

"Oh, sorry! That was kinda sudden, wasn't it? Ochako Uraraka is the name! Thanks for saving me.." Uraraka's e dragged out, signifying that she wanted to know my name.

"Izuku Midoriya, and thanks for saving my face from the ground earlier. I would say I owe you one, but it looks like I've already paid my debt," was my answer, which got another laugh from both of us. By this point, a small ring of people had formed around us, most of of them with faces of awe, some with worry. Someone was kind enough to move the rubble off of Uraraka, and my focus on that almost caused me to miss Present Mic's yell, "And~, times up, examinees! Those who are injured, stay where you are, or move to the front gate if it's possible, you will be healed shortly!"

I guess he wasn't kidding when he said shortly, because as soon as he finished talking, a few 'excuse me and sorry's could be heard before a short a lady with a cane that resembled a syringe emerged through the small crowd. She walked around, circling the group of teenagers for a second, asking if people needed healing, as well as giving out gummies. In the time she walked around the crowd, I recognized her as the healing hero, Recovery Girl.

The fangirl within me peeked out from the pain, and started squealing eternally. And that's when she turned to me. "And you obviously need healing as well." She started moving to give me a kiss, which was how her quirk worked. I quickly moved my non injured arm infront of me, telling her that I was good, and I didn't need any healing. Before any other party member could say something, I used up the last of my energy, letting my arm glow it's usual blinding white color. And just like that, my arm was just like it was before this whole situation turned out.

Recovery Girl gave me a quick nod before turning to Uraraka. "And what about you, young miss?"

"It's just my ankle that's broken," Uraraka answered, getting a wet kiss from Recovery Girl before her swollen, purple ankle looked brand new. I got up and brushed off as much dirt and dust as I could, before giving my hand out to Uraraka. I was a little dizzy, but it wasn't like I felt knockout drunk, like during the sludge incident.

"Here, let me gi-"

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I woke up in a very white room. White curtains, white bedsheets, white walls, ceiling, and floor. It looked just like a hospital. In all honestly, it would kinda make sense that I was in a hospital, I had a headache that was a boarderline migraine. 

"Oh, good, you're awake." Recovery Girl is here. Guess I wasn't in a hospital, most likely the school clinic, but you can never be so sure.

"Where am I, Recovery Girl?"  

"Well, first of all, I'm glad someone from your generation knows my name," The wrinkles in her face spread into a warm and comforting smile, "And your in the school clinic. You passed out from exhaustion, so I brought you hear so I could check to make sure your okay before you leave. Oh, and All Might came by earlier."

"O-o-oh, w-well, I-" I was cut off before I could finish my stuttering mess of an explanation.

"Don't worry, I'm a close friend of All Might's, I know his past, and present," was her relieving answer, which made my tense shoulders visibly relax. 'Thank the lord! She scared me so much,' which is what my frantic thoughts mostly consisted of. A quick five minute checkup later, I was on my way home.

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The past week sucked.

It was long, and tiring, and very sweaty. School was out, which meant I had more time to pace around my room, pondering if I got in or not, crying my tear ducts out of the thought of not getting in. Today was the day that may, or may not, change my whole life.

I was sitting on my bed, repeatingly squeezing my hands closed, a new habit I had picked up besides my constant murmuring. A loud thudding sound could then be heard throughout our (Me and my mom's) small apartment. It was getting louder and louder, until it stopped right infront of my room. The door slammed open, the All Might themed sign on it swinging back and forth. My panting mom stood there for a second, before shoving a white envelope in my face. "I-IT'S HERE, THE LETTER!"

My eyes widened, and I gently grabbed the letter out from her shaking hands. She turned anround to leave, wanting to give me some privacy, but before she could leave, I gave her a tight hug from behind, and dug my head into her back. I let out a small thank you, and let her leave.

I turned to my desk, and promptly ripped it open, not caring for the delicate wax sealing the held it together. I shook vigorously, emptying it in the process. I small, dark grey disk fell out, and a hologram of All Might in his buff form appeared. He was wearing a bright yellow suit, with thin black lines running down the jacket and the pants. 

'I thought this was from Yueei!'

"For all incoming first years, I, All Might, will be teaching them, thus why I am in this hologram. You passed the written exam with flying colors, but there is a little bit more to the physical portion. You gained an incredible sixty villain points, the points earned from destroying the faux villains, but that's not all. Watch this video in a video!"

"Hey, u-umm, Present Mic?"

'It was Uraraka!'

"I would like to ask about Izuku Midoriya. She got a few points when started, but she disappeared for the rest of the ten minutes. I'm worried that she didn't get anymore points, and so she saved my life, I would like to transfer some of my points to her!"

"Mmm, sorry, but you can't do that. Even still, she's at a good point, so there's no need to worry." Present Mic patted her head before he gently nudged her out the room.

All Might then paused the video, "You see, we weren't just going off of villain points, but also hero points! Because of you brave actions, you thoroughly impressed the staff members, earning you fifty hero points! And because of her kind actions, Uraraka also got forty-five hero points! Both you and Uraraka made it in, so, Izuku Midoriya, 

Welcome to the hero course.

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THAT TOOK FOREVER! I've been spamming my key board for more than an hour. sorry this took so long, but still no excuses. My story sample will have to wait until next time, its currently 10:54 p.m., and i'm shooketh.

I'm going to be in the woods with no electronics for a week, starting this sunday, so i'll try to squeeze in another chapter by saturday or sunday morning. NO PROMISES THOUGH.

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WeirdoShaela out! *everyone screams at me for being so late, and then giving a big cliff hanger*