Inquisitor

- Chapter: 2 -

Izumi POV

I am scared. The new kid had just knocked Kacchan and his two lackeys out in less than half a minute. To make it worse, apparently he didn't even use his quirk. I am scared, 'what will he do to me? What does he want? Why did he help me?' He then came over and sat down facing me a little distance away. I can't move, what will he do to me if I try to run? He's just sitting there looking at me in deep concentration. After a few minutes I can't take it anymore and just ask, "W-what do y-you want f-from me?" 'Great, I stuttered. Just what I needed to do here.'

"Oh. Sorry, I spaced out thinking of what to say. I just wanted to make sure you didn't get hurt by that knock-off Pomeranian over there." After saying that he pointed over to Kacchan laying face first in the dirt. "I guess I also have a few questions, although if you don't want to answer them you don't need to. It's up to you really."

'Wait. Why is he being nice to me? Only Mom is ever nice to me. Maybe he doesn't know that I'm quirckless? Well, he did save me. I should answer his questions.' "Y-yeah sure I-I'll an-answer your que-questions."

"Well, first off are you quirckless? I understand if I seem abrasive asking that, I just want to know if my observations are right." 

'Observations? What is he talking about? When he scanned the class earlier? Oh wait. Now I have to confirm it and get beat up. Yay...' "I am quirckless." I close my eyes and get ready to be hit. 'So long nice person.'

"Why do you look like your readying to get beat up? I'm just asking questions. Why would I save you only to turn around and beat you up?" I look up and he hasn't moved at all. His eyes are focused on me with curious intent shinning in them. "Well, next up is what do you want to be?"

"A he-" I chocked at this part and tried to speak again "I want to be a hero." 'Now he'll beat me up for sure.'

"Third what are you doing for training to become a hero?"

"Huh?" I both thought and said that without even thinking. "What do you mean? Aren't you going to say it's impossible or something?"

"No, it's not impossible." I could feel my chest clench at these words; my eyes started watering as well. "You can be a hero. You just need to work two, maybe three, no ten times harder than everyone else." After all this time, someone finally said the words I had always wanted to hear, a complete stranger at that. But I could feel that his words were genuine and he believed that I could be a hero. It had taken so long for me to just hear those words. I started crying, bending over, clutching my heart, now knowing that I could in fact become a hero. That doesn't mean it will be easy, but I'm ready to accept the challenge. 'I'll become a hero no matter what.'

"Whoa, sorry didn't mean to upset you, are you okay? Your eyes look like broken fire hydrants..."

"No one.."

"No one?"

"No one has.. ever believed that I, that I could be a hero. Ever since I was diagnosed as quirckless."

"OH, that's why your eyes are now portals to the bottom of the ocean. But really? No one? What about your parents?"

"Not a single person, not even my mother.."

"That... sounds awful, I won't try to act like it isn't. However, if you want to get into a hero school you need to start training ASAP, no matter what happens or has happened in your life. Which school are you going to try out for?"

I could feel my cheeks heat up. I looked away and whispered "UA", which he didn't hear and asked me to speak up. I then yelled "I want to go to UA" and felt my blush deepen as I hid my face with my hands in little balls. 'Would he laugh? Probably.' I really didn't expect his answer.

"Then you really have no time to waste, you need to get stronger and learn how to fight, you need to first work on getting a bit of strength and endurance built up, then you'll need to learn some martial arts. A proper diet will also be needed. Most importantly though is that... you need a bit more confidence in yourself. Can't have you freezing in the face of danger after all. If you'd like I could help you with your training."

'He.. wants to help? Me? Train to get into UA? I.. this has to be a dream right?' I was completely shocked. A person I meet today wants to help me get into UA. 'I can't say no can I? Is there any reason to deny it, to refuse his help? If there is I can't think of it. There's only one answer isn't their?' "Yes, please help me"

"Great, so I guess the next step is to walk you home and start thinking of the training plan. I need to know how strong you are right now as well. Do you have any experience in martial arts? Oh, I think it would be fair to let you ask me questions as well, do you have any?"

'Questions, what would I ask him?' "What is your quirk? You called it Hijack but I'm wondering what it hijacks? Bodies? Minds? If so what does it do to them? Quirks? How does it affect them? Technology? Can you access tech through activation? Is it a touch based or ranged quirk? How many times can you use it? What are the side effects? What were those wraps under your sleeves? Was it capture gear like Eraserhead's? If so do you know him and how?" I asked him the questions so fast he couldn't even tell what I had said. I repeated the questions slower the second time blushing and hiding again, then he answered.

"My quirk Hijack lets me use other people's quirks and prevents the target from using it. You could even say I steal them for a bit of time. When I activate it on Mutant types, I gain control of the mutation but it's still on their body. It is activated by skin to skin contact. I can affect two people at a time. The time of affect is dependent on their quirk. The side effect is giving me extreme narcolepsy at all times. The wraps are capture gear but different from Eraserhead's as these are heavier and shorter, but stronger in restraining power. Eraserhead is my father. That's how I know him, but don't tell anyone my dad's a pro. He hates the attention and would probably kill me. I'm telling you only because I'll be training you so it's better that you know how I've gotten as skilled as I am."

I could feel my pupils transform into stars after hearing how powerful his quirk is, and that his father is Eraserhead. We got up from sitting on the ground and he started to walk me home. After we'd left the school and had been walking for a few minutes he turned to me and asked a question.

"Oh yeah, is your name Deku?"

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