Experiment Gone Wrong [Book 1 Completed]

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Naomasa sat at his desk, eyebrows furrowed as he looked over some documents. He rubbed his temples as he heaved out a heavy sigh. Placing the documents down, he leaned back in his chair. A knock sounded from the office door, opening to reveal a tall, skeleton looking blonde.

"Good afternoon, Naomasa. How's are you?" He asked, a small smile forming as he walked over, before disappearing, seeing his friend's expression. "Is something wrong?"

"It's this kid," Naomasa replied, resting his chin on his hand. "There's... something strange about him, Toshinori. Those villains conducted many experiments on him. Now he's... I don't know how to explain it."

Toshinori placed a hand on Naomasa's shoulder comfortingly, saying, "may I take a look at those documents?"

"Go ahead." Naomasa sighed, handing him the documents.

Name: Izuku Midoriya
Age: 9
Quirk: Clockwork - given to him by villains, affects his left eye
Height: 4'1
Curly green hair, large eyes, green right eye, gold left eye, pale skin, four large freckles under each eye.
Usually kind nature, short stature.
Deemed missing for 3 years. Found and saved in a villains base in the basement. Many kinds of chemicals have been found in his bloodstream. Wounds, scars, fractures and broken bones over time have been mostly healed.

"What the hell kind of shit has this kid been through...?" Toshinori murmured, eyes widening as he read over the page.

"He's lucky we found him when we did. If it was any later, I'm not sure what would've happened to him," Naomasa commented, taking the document back. "The hospital has patched him up the best they can, but there are still trigger words that stress him out, reminding him of what happened back down in the basement. Though, he never voices what happened. All we know is that they experimented on him and implanted that Clockwork quirk in him. Other than that, nothing."

Toshinori hummed in acknowledgment, staring down at his frustrated friend as he ranted.

"Not only that, he's almost at a university level education, other than physical as for now, and apparently has a voice in his head that he speaks to. Things keep getting stranger and stranger with him," Naomasa finished, looking up at Toshinori. "I'm not sure how to handle this."

"I'm sure you'll figure out a way. You've never given up on a case you've deemed possible. That's not how you are. I believe you can do something, anything to help this kid. You just need to believe in yourself first." Toshinori said with a kind smile gracing his features.

Naomasa sighed, but nodded his head, "I'll see what I can do."

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"Izuku, sweetie! Dinner's ready!" Inko called up to her 9 year old son.

"I'll be down in a second!"

Izuku was currently reorganising his room. He fixed up his clothes, removed most of his All Might merch and placed it in boxes, replacing it with all kinds of books and study notes to read later. He changed his All Might bed covers and replaced them with normal white ones, stuffing it into another box. He grabbed the boxes and ran downstairs, placing them by the door before rushing over to the living room. He sat down at the table for four where his mother waited, a small smile gracing her features.

"Itadakimasu!" They both said before digging into the food, that being Katsudon.

"Thanks *gulp* mum!" Izuku thanked as he gulped down the food.

"Slow down, sweetie. You'll choke on your food." Inko warned, though happy her son was enjoying the food.

He quickly finished, hopping out of his seat and washing his bowl before placing it in the dishwasher. He hugged Inko tightly before running off back to his room. Before entering, he took off the All Might themed name tag from the door and entered. He rummaged round in his emptying room, searching for another plain name tag. Finding it, he went back out and slammed it on the door before heading back in. He looked around, shelves filled with books and study notes, desk littered with study notes, pens and pencils, drawings and a few All Might figurings. His light green walls now showed in the moonlight entering through his window, revealing fewer posters scattered across it. His wooden floor was clean, his clothes organised in the closet and bed plain.

Much better.

"Defiantly," Izuku agreed. "It's getting late. Let's shower than go to bed, k?"

You're in control. Go right ahead.

Izuku grabbed a simple white shirt and dark grey shorts, leaving his room and heading down to the bathroom. He stripped of his old clothes, tossing them in the clothes basket before jumping in the shower, turning the water on. He washed himself down quickly, turning the water off and drying himself. He pulled his clothes on before taking the clothes basket and heading down to the laundry room. He headed back up to the bathroom, grabbing his green toothbrush and brushing his teeth. He spat it out, wiping his mouth before walking back to his room.

Jeez. It feels like a wave of sleep just hit me. Man. I can't wait to hit the bed.

"Yeah. You said it," Izuku yawned. "I've been meaning to ask this for awhile now, but. Can you take over my body?"

Izuku collapsed on his bed, waiting for a response from Deku. When he didn't get any, he pulled the covers over himself and closed his eyes, venturing into his mind.

"So. Can you?" Izuku asked, sitting on a small green lounge next to Deku.

"..." Deku didn't reply, looking away.

"Come on. Tell me! I need to know!" Izuku begged, grabbing Deku's arm.

Deku sighed, turning to face Izuku, "I...I can...and I have...before..."

"Wait, when? I don't remember you taking over. I think I'd remember if you did." Izuku said, placing a finger to his chin as he tilted his head to the side, trying to remember.

"You were asleep. That's why you don't remember. It was when I was created. I took control before being pushed back by you when you woke up." Deku replied, leaning back into the soft green cushions.

"Hmm... that make sense now..." Izuku murmured, nodding in understanding. "Well then. I'm getting tried. Let's sleep."