My Hero Academia x Male Reader

Game Over...

???: So you're ready to listen right?

Your body seemed glued in place as an attempt to lift yourself up failed spectacularly. You couldn't feel most of your body and what you could feel was the sharp pain where the monster had punched you. 

(Y/n): Leave... 

The word could barely leave your lips. Each intake of breath felt like a knife to the lungs and each exhale was salt poured into the wound.

???: Hurts doesn't it?

The mocking tone of the voice left you in pain and irritation. Your wrist was most certainly broken and blocked you from seeing what that blue-haired bastard and his monster were doing. Each blink of your eyes reminded you of the glass shards in your right eye. You definitely had to switch to contacts after this.

???: Look whether you like it or not your friends are in trouble and those supposed reinforcements haven't arrived yet. So are you ready to listen to me and get back into the fight?

You had grown tired of this voice but he was right. The other professional heroes have yet to arrive and you know Mr. Aizawa and probably Thirteen have been taken out. 

(Y/n): ...

???: Well?~

(Y/n): ... fine.

???: Excellent. I'll need to borrow that hand of yours.

Your good eye widened as a gloved hand reached in from behind your head. A black gloved hand leading to a multi-colored rainbow of a sleeve held a piece of your destroyed creation in his hand as another identical arm took a hold of your broken wrist.

???: This may hurt a bit~

Quickly the gloved hand holding the piece of jagged metal dragged it against your writ slicing it open as blood poured from the wound.

(Y/n): S-Stop...!

The hand pressed the bloody piece of metal against the wound cooling it off and stopping the seeping of blood slightly.

???: Use your Quirk on the metal! 

Your Quirk? He cuts open your wrist opening another wound in your damaged body and wants you to use more chemicals?! You didn't have much time to decide as your blood dripping from the metal. Conjuring up what little chemicals resided in your broken and bruised body, you watched the metal sizzle, but instead of the piece turning into something... it... it entered your wrist! You would have screamed out in pain if you could find the lung capacity as the metal expanded and attached to your bones. Your wrist was the first to show these incredible signs as it popped back into place with a loud crack as your body began to follow suit. Your arms, then your ribs felt massive relieve as the metal forced your shattered ribs into place. Pressing your hands underneath your form once more, you found yourself standing quite easily.

???: Think of a cool name for your first special move! Try something like Armor of the... something.

You couldn't lie. This feeling... was incredible. You felt even better than when you had entered the fight.

(Y/n): How about...

Even your words flowed once again like a river breaking through a dam.

(Y/n): Armor of the Hidden one?

???: Aww are you naming it after little old me?

(Y/n): No!

???: How the...

You looked over and saw the blue-haired guy looking in your direction. He scratched at his neck.

???: How are you standing?! You're getting in the way!