The Emerald Archer

Ch 7

Out in the middle of the ocean is an eerie looking island. The island is abandoned with the only inhabitants being wild animals such as boars and wolves, well at least they used to be the only inhabitants. Surrounding the island is a sandy beach that catches whatever the tide from the ocean washes ashore. A boy that looked to be around the age of fifteen years old with green hair, ripped up clothes.
The boy was Izuku Midoriya son of one of the richest and most successful businessmen in Japan Hisashi Midoriya. Izuku just lied there passed out on the beach with the only sign that he was still alive being the slow movement of his chest from breathing. While Izuku was passed out he kept hearing a voice in his head, a familiar voice, the voice of his dad calling his name. Izuku kept hearing his name being called by his dad over, and over, and over until Izuku woke up in a panic. Sitting up quickly Izuku frantically looked all around him.

Izuku: what the hell happened? Where am I?

As Izuku was panicking about being in a strange place his head began to hurt. When Izuku's head started hurting he held it with both hands and as he did he began to have flash back about how he got here. Izuku first remembered being on his family's boat with his dad. Then he starts remembering him and his dad seeing another boat approaching theirs and on that boat was Vertigo the man Izuku fired not to long age. Then Izuku begins to remember Vertigo and his crew holding him and his dad hostage before Vertigo made him watch as he killed his dad. Izuku then was told by Vertigo that his death would be a slow one before he pushed Izuku off the boat and left him stranded. The flashbacks then stopped and Izuku came to his senses but was now unbelievable mad.

Izuku: Vertigo that son of a bitch. When I get my hand on him I'll make him pay for what he did!

Izuku began to calm down but only just a little bit though.

Izuku: before I can get my hands on Vertigo though I need to get off this island first.

Izuku then gets up and walks over to a nearby tree and sits himself down in its shade.

Izuku: I'm sure the rescue boat will be buy to get me any day now. All I need to do is sit here and wait for them to come.

Day one goes by.

Izuku: I'm sure they'll be here soon.

Day two goes by.

Izuku: any day now.

Day three goes by.

Izuku: what is taking them so long!

Day four goes by.

Izuku: I don't think there coming!

Day five goes by.

Izuku: FUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!

After days of waiting for the rescue part to come and get him Izuku started to lose hope that they would come. Izuku began to think that he might actually be on this island for awhile or even permanently. While most people might give up at this point Izuku didn't, the drive to get off the island and get justice for his father kept him going.

Izuku: until I am able to leave this place, I'm going to have to survive.

The next day Izuku got himself a long stick with one of the ends sharpened into a point. With the stick Izuku waded out into the water till he was about knee deep. Once out there Izuku stayed as still as he could and waited for the fish to come. Eventually the fish started to swim around him and when Izuku found one he wanted he jabbed the makeshift spear at it. Izuku missed the fish though and had to wait for them to comeback. The fish came back and Izuku tried again but again he missed. This would go on for the rest of the day, again he would try and again he would fail. On the last try Izuku got so made from not getting anything that he chucked the stick back to the beach where it landed and stuck into the ground. Izuku then calmed himself down and began to think about what he should do.

Izuku: I have got to figure something out, nuts aren't going to keep me alive forever at least not with the amount that I have.

Izuku then turned and made his way back to the beach. As he was walking back he looked over at where his homemade spear landed. When Izuku looked at it as it was stud up it reminded Izuku of something. Izuku then started to remember what the spear looked like to him.

Izuku: a bow?

Something in Izuku's head clicked as he figured out what it looked like. Izuku got an idea on how he could survive from looking at the stick.

Izuku: a bow!

Izuku then grabbed his makeshift spear and began the process of turning it into a bow. Getting the stick ready was easy but Izuku didn't know what he was going to use a bow string. At first Izuku tried using vines as the string but plane that quickly fails. Izuku was starting to run out of ideas till it came to him to use the cloth from his shirt. Izuku tore strips of cloth from the green shirt and then weaved the strips together to make them stronger. After Izuku put the string on the bow it was finished, and now it was time for him to make the arrows. For the arrows Izuku took twigs and attached small sharpened rocks on the front for the arrow head and tree leaves on the back for fletching. He secured them on using smaller strips of the shirt.

Izuku: bow check, arrows check. Ok let's see what I can do with this.

Izuku took one of his arrows and carved a target into a tree with the arrow head. Once that was done Izuku began to practice with the bow. At the beginning Izuku would completely miss the entire tree when he fired. But as time went one Izuku got better with the bow to the point that he could hit the target.

Izuku: well it's not a perfect shot but it is better then when I first started.

Izuku then grabbed all his arrows and went back to the ocean. Izuku stood there on the beach with an arrow ready to fire, once he saw a fish Izuku drew back the bow and fired. Izuku got exited when he saw that he actually hit the fish. Izuku after retrieving his fish and arrow looked at his bow feeling something he has never felt before. Izuku felt like for the first time in his life he had real power, something most men don't have in this day and age. With this new found felling Izuku continued to train with the bow, he also began training his body too. Every day Izuku would push himself to get better, and every day he got stronger. Overtime Izuku went from the scrawny little boy to a man that could take on the world.
Two years have past since Izuku was first stranded on this island. In that time Izuku became an unbelievably good archer who not only could survive but thrive on the island. Currently Izuku was perched up in a tree watching a wild boar rummage around for food below him. Izuku then pulled back the bow string ready to take the shot when the boar was spooked off by the sound of a gunshot. Izuku looked in the direction of the shot which sounded like it came from the other end of the island. The sound raised Izuku's hopes a little.

Izuku: people!

Izuku began to swiftly make his way threw the woods, which was easy for him as he did it daily as part of his training. Izuku made it to a hillside that overlooked the beach on the far side of the island. When Izuku got there he crouched down and began to sneak in to observe the people. As Izuku was watching he saw that all the men had guns except for the captain, Izuku assumed she didn't need one do to her quirk. Izuku eventually come to a conclusion as to who these guys are.

Izuku: pirates!