MHA: I Chapter 1-5

Incubus- A more powerful male version of a succubus.

Succubus- A humanoid demon that siphons the life through humans they sleep with. 

List of known abilities of Incubus.

Charm- The incubus attempts to charm a target. If it’s successful the target will obey any commands the incubus gives unless they would hurt or be deemed suicidal by the person

Telepathic bond- The incubus has a mental connection with a charmed person or anyone they’ve slept with the last 24 hours. 

Draining kiss- The incubus attempts to kiss the target. If they’re willing or charmed they will automatically be drained of their power while strengthening the incubus. An unwilling person can fight against the effects.

Demonic form- The incubus takes on a less human shape, they grow in size while sprouting wings. This form strengthens the other abilities of the incubus along with increasing their fighting capabilities.

I read through the book again and again. I was just a small child after all and my father said that my quirk was very similar to the incubus. I did get his contract magic but also got the quirk of my mother. The information on them felt wrong to me. I just knew that the abilities listed were only one aspect of the incubus, the greedy side. I felt like all of my abilities could be used differently than what was stated.

My mother had come from a long line of women with a succubus-like quirk but I had not met my mother or any members of her family. She died giving birth to me, and my father mentioned he made a contract with her for an heir offhandedly once. The moment I could read, I found the contract. She was paid to give my father an heir and she thought the contract could be changed later after she charmed my father… The contract, like all of his contracts, couldn’t be altered.

She had to give my father a male heir and the contract magic would work to make that happen. She was paid handsomely but it had cost her tremendously. Succubus, or at least her quirk, was designed to only make other succubus. Giving birth to me was too much for her body to handle and it killed her. My father had hoped she would fall in love with him over time but as she grew weaker every day of her pregnancy, she died hating him for what he did to her.

Even now that I was six years old he still hadn’t married. His bloodline was secured with me, he didn’t see a point. It took me throwing a fit for him to finally let me go to school and make friends with children my age. Two stood out, a little fiery boy named Katsuki Bakugo and a little green-haired girl named Izuka Midoriya. I found out that Izuka was quirkless and I had to rein in Bakugo from bullying her. 

 We got along great, I learned that both of them wanted to be heroes in the future. Most children did but it was nice to find we all had the same goal. As I asked what Izuka was doing to prepare to be a hero without using a quirk she just stared at me dumbfounded. It took me a while to explain that a quirkless hero would be incredibly inspirational and could probably get by on just their gimmick power.

Neither of them really thought about what it meant to be a hero. A big part of that was the training before you even thought about being a hero and the PR you could use to your advantage. Well, Deku understood it but Bakugo didn’t change no matter how much I told him that being the top hero isn’t about saving the most people but being the most liked. At least I convinced Izuka to start preparing to be a hero and start training instead of doing nothing.

We slowly grew up growing closer as friends. I realized very early on that Izuka had a crush on me but pushed back against it. Did she really like me or was it my incubus powers? I was practically made to be eye candy to women. We were also too young to do anything about it and I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. As much as I pulled back I made sure she knew I would still be her friend no matter what.

When I was 10 years old my father had me meet another girl. With a large smile on his face, he spoke words that gutted me. “Ai, come here and meet your fiance. Her name is Momo Yaoyorozu.” He looked at me like he did me a huge favor. She looked almost indifferent at first but as our eyes met and she started to shy away I knew she didn’t think I would be good-looking. 

My father… Had the typical Japanese businessman build. Short, slightly chubby with a balding head. Old school, the kind of businessman who would never wear a short-sleeved shirt on the job. No, even unbuttoning his suit on a hot day would be against his code. Stubborn beyond belief, my father thought that marriage contracts between families were still a valid way to choose who you marry.

My father could produce unbreakable contracts which made him extremely wealthy while the Yaoyorozu family produced products. To them, it was a match made in heaven but to me, it was another reason to dislike my father. I knew he was part of the shadier side of the law but it wasn’t until I grew up more that I realized how close his ties to crime were.

Not only did he write contracts for the yakuza, but he exploited those in need of money with contracts that would sell their lifespans. Even that wasn’t as bad as when I found out he worked with All Might’s nemesis. The only reason he wasn’t in jail is his connections, the only reason no one knew he was scum was because he bribed the right people.

He tried to make me give people contracts that would give me their lifespan. Contract magic was incredibly strong to the point of being able to heal any wound or cure any illness, making someone far stronger than their peak but it came with the drawback of costing lifespan to use. With a false smile on my face, I played my role in all of this.

If my father wanted me to have a fiance then I would, at least until I was eighteen. There was no reason to make the man who provided for me angry until I was ready to leave… Then again, that isn’t what a hero would do. I knew I was different from the other heroes, I had a darkness inside me that I had to constantly fight against to stay in the light. It was only Izuka’s endless faith in me that I hadn’t broken yet.

I gave her a big smile, held my hand out for her, and gave her my name. “Hello. My name is Ai Okane. It’s very nice to meet you.” She had a big smile as I pulled her hand into a kiss leaving her even more flustered. We started talking and it was clear that while she didn’t agree with it at first her feelings slowly shifted to wanting it to happen.

The big thing was she also wanted to be a hero and already knew about appearance and PR. She was actively trying to get stronger while keeping her grades up. It just proved that heroes had a difficult job, you either had to have an overpowered quirk, be born into a hero family, or work your ass off to be a hero… Sometimes all of the above.

Chapter 02

It was the second birthday in a row where I was the only friend who showed up for Izuka’s birthday. Her mother looked more upset than her. I let her know. “Katsuki should be on his way but he might have forgotten, he is an airhead after all.” I sent a message with my phone to Mitsuki and made sure she sent Katsuki along with a gift. Knowing him he’s pout the whole time while begrudgingly handing it over.

Even I was surprised that no other schoolmates showed up for her birthday. I knew she went to many of theirs, her mother paying for expensive gifts she couldn’t afford to try and buy their friendship but… To think it didn’t work on any of them was truly unfortunate. It was good in a way. She at least knew that none of them were actually her friends so she didn’t have to put in the effort with any of the other classmates.

I held her hand as we cut into the cake. After eating and just before we were about to hand out my gift, Kacchan finally showed up. Hacchan tried to kick the door open, but most homes were strengthened by people’s quirks. He would have to use his quirk to break the door down, otherwise, he could beat on it all day and unless he had a strength quirk he wouldn’t leave more than scratches on the door.

Opening the door I gave him a judgemental glare that calmed his fiery attitude. His mother probably slapped him around when he forgot about one of his friend's birthday. Mitsuki forgot herself but she wasn’t Izuka’s friend. As he ate the cake grumbling the whole time Izuka began to unwrap her gifts from us. Starting with Kacchan first he had a surprisingly perfectly wrapped gift to give. He was an expert in an odd array of things, from cooking to music, and gift wrapping as well.

The gift wasn’t anything special but it was at least something. A perfectly folded All Might poster, an All Might action figure, and an All Might T-shirt. She was so excited she took her shirt off right there in the living room to put on the All Might one. I was just happy she started wearing bras recently or she’d have flashed us. Kacchan’s face reddened at the girl showing more of her skin than he was used to seeing.

After she calmed down from the surprisingly well-thought-out gift, she began to open mine. As she opened it she looked confused that it was only papers. I explained. “Well, the first gift is judo and aikido classes for a year. Both will be useful for taking down opponents non-lethally in the future. The next is a signed autograph sheet from the top ten heroes. The final one is tickets to an All Might fan meet and greet where you can talk to All Might until he has to leave to fight crime.”

Her confused look turned to tears in her eyes by my gift. I had grown accustomed to her crying but these seemed more genuine than the water fountains she normally has when someone is nice to her. Stuttering she looked down at the box again. “I-I… Thankyou Ai-san. I love it.” It might not seem like much, I could have gotten her a laptop to write down her ideas but it seemed like overkill since I got her a computer for her last birthday. I wanted to get her something less tangible and would give her fond memories instead of a physical item this year.

Katsuki completely missing the tenderness of the moment loudly asked. “So you got enough tickets for all of us!? Huh?” While she was still reeling over her gift I just nodded to him. She had enough for four people including herself. So it was going to be me, Kacchan, and possibly her mom unless she had another friend besides the two of us. I wouldn’t know until we went.

We spent the rest of the day playing birthday games and while she begged her mom to let us stay neither of us really wanted to. Kacchan saw it as not manly enough and I wouldn’t be allowed anyways. I still had to keep up appearances for my father and staying the night over a female classmate's house wouldn’t be allowed.

The meet-up wasn’t that amazing. While it was small and more intimate than his normal fan meet-ups. The idiots constantly screaming the entire time kind of ruined meeting All Might for me. That didn’t happen for Katsuki and Izuka as they were geeking out. Both were barely able to even speak as they shook All Might’s hand. He was only around for ten minutes before he had to leave for a crime in progress.

…I tried to not let it affect me but I spent 100,000 yen each on those tickets. My father was rich but he instilled a sense of value into me and for what we got… It seemed underwhelming for the price. Both the other children seemed to really enjoy it but… To me, he was just a man, the most powerful man to exist but even that seemed to have cracks. I was a fan of All Might but also of his rivals.

Even though Endeavor solved more crimes than All Might, it wasn’t just an insignificant amount either since his fight with his rival he had been doing less and less crime fighting. All Might was still viewed as the top hero because of his image. That was what it was about. If popularity was a 10, actual crime fighting would be a 5 on the ratings… Helping during tragedies or healing civilians was like a 1-2 for ratings but it meant you’d always have a job because of the analytics it gave to all heroes.

That’s why the Wild, Wild Pussycats weren’t in the top ten even though they should have been. Teams are lower rated than they should be and they focused on saving lives over fighting crime, otherwise, they’d be a top-five contender in my opinion. Saving a cat from a tree might not sound amazing but it still pulled incredible PR numbers.

Well, it was a gift for Izuka to begin with, I just happened to come along because she only had me and Kacchan as friends. Their relationship shifted a lot over the past years. It started with Katsuki constantly making fun of Izuka, but over time as she proved how much she wanted to be a hero she won over Katsuki and he now viewed the both of us as rivals.

Izuka… Might not be able to be a hero in the future but I would make sure even if she couldn’t that she would be surrounded by heroes and have a job involved with heroes. I would reward her efforts for not giving up and just hoping that a miracle happened and she somehow got a quirk or could somehow become a quirkless hero. That was a very unlikely thing that would never happen, unfortunately.

I tried my best to motivate her but it was going to be an uphill battle to become a quirkless hero. The sheer hatred some people had for those born less lucky than them was staggering. Not only did the vast majority of people look down on the quirkless, but they also viewed them as disabled. Not only did some jobs not allow quirkless people, but some establishments did as well.

It was an unfair world, in a fair world Izuka would have one of the strongest quirks possible while those who looked down on the quirkless shouldn’t have them. I wish that’s how the world worked, but often the bad guy would win. Until All Might beat his arch-nemesis, there was the immense crime that went mostly unpunished, he would kill anyone trying to be a hero. It was only recently, like the past ten years, that the police and heroes truly began to push back against crime without an overlord secretly killing the bigger threats.

Chapter 03

It was my 15th birthday party and my group of friends went to a water park. Kacchan was there with Deku, but also Momo and her friend(bodyguard) Setsuna. Besides those five, we also had some clinger-ons from both of our family's friend circles but I very rarely interacted with them. If my father thought someone was important enough for me to make friends with then he’d have introduced them to me instead of the kid clearly told by his parents coming over to compliment me.

My father was rich, and because of that I couldn’t tell who my real friends were and had mostly stuck with the ones I made myself. Dozens of other children all trying to gain my attention and favor which was mostly for their parent's sake. Some even knowing I was engaged still tried to pawn their daughters off on me, hoping I made a mistake and got them pregnant so they could get a fat paycheck.

Momo’s family and situation were the same way with about six of her family's friends sending children to this waterpark to speak with her. It was annoying but just something I had to deal with. I was the youngest out of our friend group which was surprising to most people because I acted like the most mature. Even as a young child I knew my intellect was higher than the other children and my emotional intelligence was also higher.

As I could see that Momo was uncomfortable wearing the bikini while her family's hangers-on ogle her body I get in between them and make her feel more comfortable. Giving her a big smile we quickly break off from the group of people we were saddled with and end up with the five of us together. Izuka was also feeling self-conscious about her body. The place was loaded with my father’s men so I couldn’t outright help her but a quick smile and averting her attention away from herself did the trick.

We played quirk volleyball which quickly became all of us against Setsuna, her quirk was extremely overpowered for holding space and flexible enough to make it extremely difficult to score a point against her. A lifeguard noticed us and ran over to stop our quirk usage but one of my bodyguards jumped in and showed him the paperwork for us to use them for recreational activities today.

That was another thing I hated, you needed permission to use your quirks no matter the circumstance. It made quirks seem kind of pointless if someone didn’t have permission to use their quirk on the job and someone else did then the person with permission would obviously be able to do a better, cheaper, and faster job at it. Construction companies were the worst.

The cost of quirk licensing kept going up and it gave those with the ability to use their quirk on the job a tremendous advantage compared to other companies. It was causing monopolization problems but no one wanted to address it. There were only a dozen construction companies in all of Japan and you either needed to join one of those, do the job quirkless, or pay the cost of doing business for about ten years to afford a quirk construction license.

As we were playing around in the wave pool a large explosion happened near us and a man began to expand to the size of a truck, his muscles bulging from his body as he attacked the crowd of people. The man screamed. “Show me your blood!” As he sent dozens of people flying as he swung his arms in a flailing motion. Holy smokes, we are witnessing a full-on villain attack right now!

I yell at everyone. “Get out of the water! Where are the heroes?” In large areas like this, there are often one or two heroes on standby in case someone goes villain with their quirk. As if on cue, two people wearing hero costumes came gliding in on the water. Both were water-based heroes who worked in a team. Izuka yelled out. “Water Hose!”

The fight was brutal, the man had a water manipulation technique that allowed him to maneuver the both of them around the battlefield while the woman was pelting the criminal with small water blades, even though the villain had killed already they weren’t going fully against him yet. The muscular villain realizing the situation tried to run out of the wave pool. He kept being pulled back in, the two heroes working together but the woman should have started ramping up her attacks by now. The tiny blades weren’t even breaking his skin, they needed to amp up their damage or the man might be able to get some hostages.

We made it out of the water and I asked Momo. “You have a medic license?” She responded almost immediately. “Of course, what do you need me to make.” The medic license was a workaround for people to use their quirks to help aid in case of medical emergencies. My bodyguards were trained to injure themselves when I needed to use my quirks but that wasn’t necessary on account of the deaths.

“You think you can make a tank of laughing gas or a dart gun with tranquilizers in it?” The villain kept trying to make it back to shore, the male hero starting to drown him along with the woman’s ineffective attacks. They most likely didn’t need help now that they were going to suffocate him. After he was knocked unconscious they could restrain and then revive him.

“Make some medical kits for everyone to help with the injured civilians, it looks li-.” The villain grabbed at the ground and ripped a slab of concrete from it as he tossed it at the two heroes. They managed to avoid it but he caught his breath and made it back to land. It also left him close to the civilians. This is why it made no sense to stop quirk usage. None of them used a quirk to deal with him, or at least slow him down. No, it was so ingrained to not use their quirks in public that in a life-or-death fight, they just forgot to use them.

They finally realized they couldn’t pull their punches anymore. Both landed as the man pulled water into the air before slamming it down onto him and the woman began to land actual injury blows against him. The man reached through the water that was holding him down and grabbed a civilian. Pulling her into the water the male hero stopped pressing down with the water to allow the civilian to breathe. He held her up and it stopped the woman hero from launching any more attacks.

He smirks as if he won as he walked over to a light pole in the ground, wrenching it in one second and flinging it at the two heroes the next. The man was caught full-on while the woman was only clipped. The light post top burst into shrapnel against her body. The villain dropped his guard and wasn’t prepared for the water blade the woman tossed as he flung the light post.

The blade struck him directly in the eye making him drop the civilian. Finally, the security jumped him tossing a heavy net over him as I realized I had been so caught up in the fight that I didn’t jump in to help. I ran towards the two injured heroes as the wife was unconscious and rapidly bleeding out while the male was impaled and would die around the same time as his female teammate.

I didn’t have enough time to save both of them. As I began to write out a contract I asked the man. “You fine giving your life to save your female teammate over there?” 

Chapter 04

I asked again. “You’ll both die if no one intervenes but if you sign this contract I can save your female partners life.” He breathed heavily, eyes going glassy as he might have not even heard what I was saying. I pushed down on the wound, the pain enough to give him focus again as I asked the final time. “Do you want to save your partner's life?”

He spit blood I could barely make out the word. “Yes.” I grabbed his hand and made him sign the contract with the blood that was spilling from his body. His body rapidly aging the rest of his expected lifespan as he sacrificed his entire lifespan to save his partner. I walked over before slapping the contract down onto the woman. Momo had started to hold gauze on the carotid artery that had been sliced open but it was a losing fight.

Her body rapidly uses the lifespan of her partner to restore herself. It only cost a dozen years to save her from death, five years to heal her body back up to peak, and another two to heal the arthritis forming in her joints. The last ten years were left for me to use to save other lives. I put the contract away as the security group came up and began to question what I did.

The rest of the day went by in a whirlwind as I explained over and over again what I did. The wife of the man who died was upset with me that I did it to save her life. The child was upset with me that I killed his father. The group of friends looked at me like I was the one who impaled the man. Tears fell down the wife's face as she looked at the aged husk her husband turned into to save her life.

I explained over and over again that it was his choice. There was no way for me to be able to take his life force without his express permission to do so. The contract signed with his blood proof that he was willing to sacrifice himself to save his wife, both would have died but I saved one at the cost of the other. No one understood it as they kept asking why I did it. Because it made the most sense.

The husband was alive and conscious enough to give his life to save his loved one. After the entire day of being grilled, I finally went home. No one had the guts to make those decisions. Everyone watched on in shock as two people were about to bleed to death. It would have been better in their mind if I didn’t intervene at all. It left me feeling emotionally drained.

I knew in the future they would understand. The wife and child of the man might never understand but it was better than leaving the boy an orphan. That is what would have happened if I didn’t intervene. The news talked about it all day. They only spoke of the terrorist attack for a few moments before it went straight to me taking the man's life to save the woman’s life.

I guess it was fine for me to take ten years of someone's lifespan to pay off their gambling debts but using someone's lifespan to save their loved ones was too far for people to understand. It would be years before I became a hero, but I knew my path was now going to be an uphill battle. Everyone wanted life to be black and white and my contract magic leaned far more towards the negative aspect of the quirk spectrum. The same went for my incubus powers.

The world wanted me to be a villain… I think that’s why I fought against it so hard. I refused to be put into a category. It was disgusting that people thought that way. I looked like a villain so I should be a villain? That thinking is what made villains. The masses didn’t deserve to be protected as every time I tried to do something heroic it was thrown back in my face. Even Izuka looked at me with fear in her eyes when they realized what I had done.

Once again, I knew it was spur-of-the-moment emotions and most would quickly forget, but it felt like a stain on my record. Still, I had missed coming home, opening my presents and blowing out my birthday cake candles. The entire process had taken ten hours of questioning… I couldn’t help but sing to myself. “Happy birthday to me… Happy birthday to me… Happy birthday dear Ai. Happy birthday to me.”

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Two more years passed and we had just graduated high school. All of us were preparing for the test to start joining UA College when Izuka pulled me aside one day. She looked nervous like she was about to tell me a tremendous secret. She asked. “C-can you do that contract thing to anyone? How does it work?” She looked back and forth as it made her look far more suspicious than just standing up normally and talking.

“Yes, my contract magic can be used to give or take life as long as the contract is fulfilled.” She was so nervous she was shaking as she asked. “Well… H-how would you heal someone who was missing their… Organs?” I thought she was making a joke but with how she was acting I answered her seriously. “Well, it would depend on the organs but probably a few hundred years to regenerate each organ. Why?”

Her eyes opened in shock at the price as she answered. “Alright, thanks anyway.” She went to slink off before I stopped her. “I might not be able to heal the wound completely but I can certainly alleviate the pain of the wound or lessen the negative effects… Who are you talking about Deku?” She had found the nickname Deku endearing at some point as while Kacchan used it as an insult at first it quickly became a playful term to call her when we wanted to gain her attention when she got wrapped up in thinking about quirk usage.

Which is what she was doing now as I explained it to her. I said it in a singsong way to let her know I wasn’t seriously calling her good for nothing. She looked even more nervous now as she said. “Well… Follow me. He should be at the beach right now.” I followed behind her as we made our way to a beach full of trash. She pointed me out to her sensei as she got to work cleaning the beach right away. I walked over and got a sense of Deja Vu. Like I recognized him from something but didn’t know where from.

I casually asked. “Hello there, it’s nice to meet you. My name is Ai. Izuka asked me to look at your wound.” He looked between us but Izuka had already focused completely on cleaning the beach. He sighed as he pulled his shirt up. I couldn’t help but gasp as I saw the injury, even whispering. “How?” How was he still alive? That wound was a death sentence, his body somehow surviving after almost getting cut in half by a blow. I couldn’t understand that level of willpower to stay alive let alone be walking around functioning like a normal human.

As I touched him, I knew it would take over one thousand years to heal him completely… But there was a trick I could do to make his life a little better. He had four years of expected life to live but the number was fluctuating like crazy. It was like his body knew it should be dead but was being held together through sheer grit. I told him… “I can heal you slightly but it’s a very unintuitive process.”

I began to explain it to him before and as he understood what it entailed he agreed to the process and I began.

Chapter 05

“I can take a year off your life, use it to recover the wound and the wound is so bad that healing it will increase your life expectancy as it’s healed. It will age you for every year I take but you might gain more lifespan than you’d lose from the healing process.” As I began with one year, the wound pushed out slightly after his own lifespan healed the wound reducing his lifespan.

Four years left became five and I did it again. Five stayed five but the wound puffed out slightly more. I knew his life energy was more powerful, every year I took from his life and healed his wound was equivalent to twenty of an average person. The next contract brought his life from five back down to four. He breathed a sigh of relief as some of the color went to his face.

He already looked less shaky, his body filling out and even gaining weight as it settled with the new lesser wound that didn’t take as much effort to deal with. The man was about to roll down his shirt before I pulled out another contract and slapped it on him. It gave him another twenty-five years of life force which only gave him two months longer to live.

The wound was barely any different, maybe a quarter inch less scarring while it wasn’t as sunken into his body. He still looked impressed at what I had done for him. “I thank you for the help but you didn’t have to do this for me.” I chuckled as I answered him. “I didn’t do it for you.” I looked back over at Izuka as she grabbed a bag of garbage and brought it to a dumpster to be taken away once it was filled.

“I’ll leave you two to it then. I hope the lessened pain lets you deal with whatever demons are keeping you around.” That was the only thing that explained why he hadn’t given up yet. You don’t get that injury from construction and it was healed by someone with an incredible healing quirk. I did all I could for now, perhaps if I could convince some death row inmates to give up their lifespans I could heal him but… Even though he was Deku’s sensei, he wasn’t important enough to heal.

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All Might’s Point of View

My body had been massively improved. While I felt slightly older and weaker because of that, the intense exaggerated, constant bone-grinding pain was lessened. On top of that, I think I could last an extra thirty minutes in my hero form every day. Thirty minutes could be the difference in saving dozens of more lives every day. The boy was brilliant to know I was keeping myself alive for a reason… That reason is because of All for One. He was still alive… Still out there.

Izuka got back to work. She was dismantling a car, pulling the tires off with tools as she prepared to gain my quirk. I had my doubts at first, the girl didn’t have a quirk and while her body was well-trained, I wasn’t sure someone that small could handle the power of One for All. Her almost constant work cleaning this beach made me realize that she could handle it. If that boyfriend of hers joins then I’d have nothing to worry about.

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I made my way to the UA entrance exam area and greeted Izuka. “Izuka! Glad to see you make it.” She looked at me sheepishly. She had spent the last few months training with her sensei to be prepared for this so might have felt a little bad about not meeting up with me. I didn’t mind though, I was also preparing. We did the written test first, my fiance already had a place in the class through recommendations.

I could have gone the same way but I wanted to test myself against others. As the second test was about to begin I took in a deep breath and activated my demonic form. My body bulking up, the spandex suit I had on for this test expanding to twice the size as I went from 6 feet to 8 feet and put on 150 pounds of weight. Giant wings sprouted out of my back and I was now about ten times as strong as a normal human.

As the test begins I fly out in front of everyone taking the quick lead. As I smashed through robot after robot I knew I was already in, my biggest advantage was my strength and speed. As silly as most quirks are they did nothing for improving someone's base strength or speed. I lost count of how many robots I smashed. I was told to stop destroying them when I reached a hundred points.

As I was leaving the area, one of the giant robots exploded, someone knocking it down with their attack. Is All Might here!? I looked up in the air and saw the person, I recognized that person. “Damnit Izuka!” I flew to catch her. As I did I noticed someone else flying but look like they were struggling. What was she trying to do? I flew down grabbing her instead, hoping she had a quirk that could help.

I flew up towards her and right before we hit into each other she slapped Izuka bringing her fall speed to nothing. The girl barely gets out. “Ground. I need to puke.” She began to vomit the moment she was set down having accidentally kept her powers going the whole time. I looked over Deku’s body and she broke her arm and legs. How did she end up in the air? Did someone throw her? What was her score?

I pulled her up as she was mumbling to herself and began kissing her. I could heal wounds even without my contract magic but it was costly on myself. The drain kiss could be reverted giving the person my energy instead of taking it away. Just before I blacked out I tossed her onto a three-point robot. I just hoped for the best.

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Izuka’s Point of View

I somehow didn’t die as I fell through the air. My best friend realizing something was wrong with me somehow began to heal my wounds even though I didn’t sign a contract. He did so by kissing me, it was my first kiss! I was so shell-shocked I didn’t realize he was moving me until he spoke before falling asleep. “One robot before the end.” I looked down as we landed on a robot and instinctively punched out destroying it with a portion of my power. My arm somehow maintained its shape unlike when they were broken to pieces earlier.

I was still disheartened. Not only did I most likely fail the test as I had only defeated one robot, but I had also caused my friend to worry about me. My body was still ravaged and I fell onto my butt as my legs could barely hold me. I waited for the healer to come and kiss me, she looked over Ai and said he was just exhausted completely. I wasn’t sure how, but I felt stronger. Was it the kiss? I felt like I could throw out a punch without it crippling me now.

I waited for him to wake up in the infirmary so I could apologize to him before I tried to figure out if there were any other hero colleges that still had tests I could take since I clearly wasn’t making it into UA.