Match One: Shinsou vs Midoriya

Walking out of the dark tunnel, Izuku made his appearance to the masses. He was the first match of the Tournament. Going against some guy named Hitoshi. Apparently his whole team in the cavalry battle forfeit their spots except for himself.

He took his steps out on the the ring. Looking at the purple haired opponent, he saw the blank look on his face.

"Alright! The first match...begin!" Izuku heard the pro hero shouted aloud. Yet he couldn't help but gaze at her beauty. That dominatrix outfit plus the whip? He wanted to ask her for the time and day. Until he realized...

'Oh shit I forgot I have Toga.'

Welp. It doesn't hurt to ask later on right?

"Hey."

Izuku turned his attention to his opponent.

"Your that quiet guy. Man who would've thought the silent type would make it first place. That's really something, mind telling me how you did so?"

Izuku straight-faced his opponent while taking a stroll in his direction. He knew something was up. Therefore he made sure not to doing anything that can fall into a trap.

"Come on. It's rude not to answer."

The green-haired assassin picked up his pace. Shinsou seeing this was getting close to desperation.

"Why don't you talk? You got damn mute!"

Izuku full on sprinted and tackled the taller boy to the ground. He put the purpled haired boy in a submission hold where the leg was in awkward position.

"Gah fuck! Get off me!"

Izuku heard the numerous 'boo's and insults from the audience', to which he smirked at that. Without hesitation he started straining the purple-haired boy's leg.

"Arg!"

Slowly the pressure was climbing and crushing.

"Fuck! Stop man!" He heard Hitoshi spoke.

Izuku didn't stop. Even when the tapping was heard and the heroes coming in to stop the match. Izuku didn't feel like this was enough. This was child's play. Real life doesn't let you tape out! No it finishes what it started and you have either die or take the hits and keep going.

Without hesitation, Izuku snapped Hitoshi's leg in two.

The audience became silent as the submitted boy screamed in pain. The kneecap was bent inwards. Easily, Izuku got unlocked his hold and walked away.

He saw Hitoshi getting up with the pro heroes a few feet away from the both of them.

"You! Y-you!"

In a agonizing fit of rage, Shinsou raced towards with on leg hopping about. Once he grabbed Izuku's shoulder. The shorter boy thrown Hitoshi up in the air and slammed him to the ground.

Izuku still holding the boy's arm, he repeated his tactic and felt the elbow pressed and eventually snapping.

He saw his opponent squirming in pain. Tears invading the eyes. Izuku just walked passed as if nothing ever happened.

"Shinsou is unable to continue, Midoriya is the winner."

The crowd didn't know what to think. It wasn't exactly foul since it was a lock that Izuku put his opponent into. Sure he won but the extra mile of snapping the joints. It felt dirty.

And Izuku sensed that. To which he was pleased with the outcome. Being a hero isn't some job for fame or glory. It's a dirty grasp on responsibility even when the odds are fucked against you. Eventually the world will know what a hero really is, as subjective it will be.

Match Two: Midoriya vs. Todoroki

"Force your son to use his fire abilities?"

Izuku stands before Endeavor, the number two hero. It was unexpected sure but the thought of just ending it all right now. Taking out the big boss, this power-thirsty motherfucker. Izuku felt the sweat in his palms build up. He was hesitating on going through that exit which leads to the ring once more.

"Yes, I have seen your capabilities. Rather impressive for a Quirkless child. Even though you don't show mercy to your opponents, you do give them a valuable lesson to learn."

Valuable lesson? What garbage was this man spouting?

"Then tell me, why would the number two hero ask a Quirkless boy to fix a problem that was his to begin with? Aside from teaching "valuable lessons"?"

"I figured given your athletic ability and adept combat performance, you could roughen my son enough for him to be pushed to the breaking point."

"Wow, dad of the year, right?"

Izuku chuckled darkly at his own humor. Turning his back to Endeavor, his steps made way towards the light at the end of the tunnel.

"Sure I will help your son."

Izuku grinned madly. 'I will break his project right before his eyes!' His mental proclaim ranged into his mind.

Once his shadow was now visible to the view of the audience, he immediately dropped into a stoic face. Walking up the steps once more. He was waiting for his opponent to come forward.

The crowd was silent, some booed by only for moments before the audience cheered for the son of Endeavor. His bi-colored hair waved in the wind. He held a stoic attitude unlike Izuku who was merely holding a facade.

"You should surrender now."

Izuku didn't respond. Todoroki narrows his gaze.

"I warned you."

To that Izuku smirked. Getting noticed from the audience and his opponent. Crouching down, he started to untie his shoes. Figuring that they would just get caught in the ice attacks.

Tossing his shoes out of the ring, Izuku stood up again.

Izuku got into a powered stance. His balanced himself on his toes and leaned slightly forward.

In his peripheral vision, he saw that beauty, Midnight. God damn, she is hot.

Midnight dropped her arm down and shouted. "Begin!"

Immediately, Todoroki started to send ice coming towards Izuku. It was fast, his foot work. He dashed in a zigzag pattern, only getting quicker in his speed and sharper in his pivoting.

Only three seconds, Izuku was in front throwing his first kick. Todoroki saw the low front kick that was aimed at his knee. He back stepped getting himself from the green-haired teens reach.

Izuku pusured again, once he was within range, his hands went for the arm. Once he grasped it, the temperature dropped immensely and the instant numbness can too.

The 'Quirkless' boy's hands were being frozen. Instantly retracting his arms to only slash the bi-colored boy down the face. He clawed downward. Todoroki grunted, holding his scarred eye. He was bleeding.

Izuku chuckled before dashing once more. He made his right hand into spear motion and jabbed his opponent in his abdomen. Following was another low snap kick. This time hit the knee causing Todoroki to kneel.

"Your pathetic. Why are you trying to be hero if your not giving all your worth?"

Todoroki looked up with a glare, saliva coming out of his mouth. He clutches his abdomen.

"What? My old man paying you for this?"

Izuku laughed at that. "You know what? I hate you just as much as I hate your old man. Acting like everything revolves around you and your little world?" The 'quirkless teen' kicked in the pretty boy's face.

"When are you going to give it your all? What's it going to take? A elders dying from a collapse building? A children viciously murdered? Women pillaged and raped? Men being tortured in front of their loved ones? Tell me! I am dying to know!"

Izuku grabbed Todoroki by the hair making him look eye to eye. "You all aspiring heroes in training, give the real meaning a bad name."

Shouto felt himself trying to pry away from Izuku, but it was futile. His opponent had a strong grip. With that, Izuku tossed Todoroki towards the corner of the ring. Seeing how the thrown teen had landed and rolled a bit, Todoroki was near the out-of-bounds line.

Izuku sighed in disappointment. He would have to keep on going. Taking a stroll towards his opponent who was just about getting up of the ground. Izuku saw ice approaching him.

Deku jumped over the ice and pulling off a dynamic kick. Todoroki ducked down while using his ice quirk at a higher demand.

Izuku saw the incoming ice attack. Knowing that he couldn't risk breaking a leg, he withdrew his kick and cushioned the impact by having both of his feet land and then leap off.

It wasn't unknown to him that his opponent was starting to get frostbite. Using this to his advantage, creating feint advances and attacks.

Todoroki knew what Izuku was doing. Forcing him to overuse his ice. The bi-haired-colored teen felt frost overcoming his heat. If he didn't do anything, he would succumb to hypothermia in the next minute or so.

"Why aren't you taking this seriously?!" Todoroki growled at the fast-paced teen.

"Because that's what you want! And I am not going to give it to you unless you do the same!" Izuku laughed at the frustrated teen. Going around once more, Izuku performed a spinning back hand right across Todoroki's cheek.

The bi-colored boy stumbled to only have his crotch checked by Izuku's straight. Shoto wheezed then yelled in pain. Why the hell was this guy fighting dirty?

"B-Bastar~" He didn't finished when Izuku kicked his face in...again.

Izuku looked down at the beaten(possibly broken) Class One-A student. He was having fun. This was probably one of those times when he actually played around aside from his nights and days with Toga but that was a different kind of play. Izuku sat down waiting for his playmate to get up once more.

He saw Midnight trying to do a hand gesture to end the match. Izuku raises his palm to halt the decision. It's not over yet, as long as Shoto is alive and willing to continue, then it can never be over.

Things were quiet. His mind blocked out the sounds of anything and solely focused on Todoroki.

He saw the struggle going on within Todoroki just by his grunts and body motions. It was frustrating for Shoto.

Izuku saw in somewhat interests as the flames burned off the right side of his opponent's body.

Then suddenly a blast of flames erupted upon the ring. Izuku was groaning.

"Ugh! Finally!"

Standing back up, Izuku still looked at Todoroki who was barely managing to stand on his own feet. Flames engulfed half of his body. Shoto carried a mad grin, which Izuku smirked in response.

"You must be crazy. Forcing me like this."

"You have no idea."

Izuku got into his stance. He was ready to extinguish the newly birthed flames. Shoto could feel how hurt his body was. He needed to end this fast.

It was clear, from the audience that a booming voice cheered for Todoroki in using his powers. Izuku frowned in annoyance.

"Looks like daddy is cheering his baby boy." Izuku mocked.

"I don't give a damn about him!"

Izuku pointed to the audience. "You probably should something is going down over there."

Falling for it Todoroki looked at the audience. Soon the sound of fast footsteps racing towards him. Turing back to Izuku, he was gone.

Looking around, he couldn't find him. "Where?!"

"Here."

Looking down, he saw a grining face. Izuku was laying on his back before pushing himself upwards to perform a drop kick on Todoroki's face.

Blood from a broken nose. Bruise just about his eye, and a tooth knocked out.

"Urgh!" Shoto held his face. Izuku got up witnessing how the flames died down a bit. Exhaling, Izuku grabbed the other boy's shirt and pulling Shoto to him, performing a head-butt. This time Todoroki fell down.

"You had one fucking job. Give it your all: and you fail." Izuku performed a strong axe kick down upon Shoto's eye. Blood gushing out. His shouts of pain are heard.

Izuku yawned at this. Yawn?! The whole audience was blown away of how a boy can be so empathetic towards his opponents pain.

Knowing full-well that this was over, Izuku walked away. While hearing Midnight stutter. "M-Midoriya wins."

Midoriya vs Iida

"I will not let you continue with this cruelty."

"Oh shut up. You all have quirks, I am just using what I got."

"You will lose!"

"Okay, Let see if you can back that up then." Izuku shrugged. Already five seconds in and he was at seething in annoyance. This fuck-faced, four eyes has a major stick up his ass! It was almost impossible.

"Begin!"

Instantly, he saw how in a matter of two seconds, the distance was closed. Tenya was only mere inches before Izuku.

Although two seconds was enough. Izuku threw a knife jab at Tenya's chest. Breaking the sternum upon impact.

Izuku saw how fast the sprinter became a flimsy rag doll rolling on the floor because of the inertia. The loud gasps and coughing whistled for Midnight to call medics. She didn't want this match to continue anymore. Not after the last two matches with this boy.

Izuku shrugged once he was met with a glare from the woman before walking off...

Bakugo vs. Midoriya.

The final match.

Izuku felt the crowd cheering for his opponent.

As he stands before his blonde, explosive past. Izuku felt every inch of his being ready to cripple Bakugo. The "Quirkless" teen saw Katsuki's previous matches, he knew that this needed to be concluded fast.

Anymore damage upon his body would wear him down mentally. He couldn't let the pros know about his healing quirk, otherwise it would be sooner rather than later that they find out who Izuku Midoriya really is.

"Begin!" Both teens heard Midnight. Non of which made a move.

"Oi. Deku."

Looking at the fierce glare, Izuku welcomed the pride and rage. Noticing his attention, Katsuki spoke.

"How in hell did you make it this?"

Izuku didn't want to give his childhood bully any exact answers. The intelligence behind the raging font was something to weary of. Izuku's stoic face turned into a melancholic gaze.

"I took your advice."

Bakugo didn't say anything. He was thinking for a moment, before his raging glare soften to a disbelief confusion.

"You know, that swan dive. I did it."

"Bullshit!"

Izuku didn't care if Katsuki believed him or not. It happened.

"I know it sounds impossible, like why would I be here if killed myself right? I wouldn't believe it either. Until I was given a second chance, a chance to redeem my existence and revalue my worth."

Bakugo got his hands ready. Izuku carried that dark atmosphere about himself that no-one knew about.

Katsuki witnessed how merciless his old victim can be. Deep down, he regretted so much, to much damage was done though. He knew if he create a form of apology, Izuku wouldn't care and pride wouldn't let him do it in the first place.

Izuku started to walk towards.

"I realized something, dying was my first real friend. It taught me about my regrets and even if I am Quirkless, I can still put my efforts into something more in the world. So even now, with scraps and bruises, I don't care anymore about dying. Because one day it will get to stick around forever."

"Shut the fuck up!"

Katsuki felt a tense air, his breathing was being shorten to cuts of oxygen entering his mouth. Sweat started to form down his head. Looking at Deku, he realized that this need to end quick.

Bakugo jumped into the air and launched a aerial attack. Izuku back stepped before twisting his body letting Katsuki fly past him.

Katsuki dashed at Izuku, he blasted him. Izuku took the hit and rolled the ground and concrete blasting off him. All without uttering in pain.

Bakugo saw his opponent standing up. Blood trailed down his head and his elbow sticking out. Izuku looked unfazed. The blonde gritted his teeth.

"Damnit! Die!" Katsuki repeated his attack again only for Izuku to dodge by sliding underneath between Bakugo's legs.

"Grr-Ugh!" Looking around in anger only to felt a tight hold upon both of his wrist and a weight pressured on his back, he saw Izuku's leg planted down.

"What are you doing?"

Izuku applied the pressure, ignoring the groans of pain.

"Just returning a favor. You seemed so...reliant on these arms of yours." Izuku pressed his weight and pulled back, creating a strong tension on Bakugo's shoulders. "Would it be a shame if something were to detach them."

Katsuki felt the tearing of his joints. His arms got to a point where his shoulders dislocated and his shouts of pain ranged across the stadium. He tried to use his quirk only to his elbows shoot out of there places.

All the while Izuku was smirking. "An eye for an eye."

He let the blonde dropped to the floor. Face wincing in agony of his arms. He wanted to get until he saw the glare from Izuku. Fear, genuine fear. It's been so long, since Katsuki felt it. His tongue caught and his breath shot.

"You see you ain't so special now. Even a Quirkless guy like me can whoop your ass. So what's it going to be. Should I do the same until your a dislocated mess. The legs seem promising but I have no worry's you won't run away." Izuku kneeled down looked at the once fiery eyes which were not watered down to terror.

Katsuki didn't say anything. It triggered Midnight to come in again and stop Izuku.

"Enough. He is unable to continue."

Izuku nodded at her. He wished he could have continued but this time around wasn't so bad.

"The Tournament is over! Midoriya is the winner."

The cheers were more on the side of the gratitude that it was over more than the green-haired teens victory.

Once the top three competitors were staged up on pilliars. All Might made his scene. He gave about the medals one by one until he reached Izuku.

"You displayed strength that I never witnessed young man, congratul~OOF!"

The audience, the students, and even the pros were surprised to see the Number One Hero getting struck once before kneeling down. Izuku glared at All Might, his rage seemed endless.

"Put a sock in old man. That's what you get for denying me what I can and cannot be. I used to look up to you and now, you make my insides chime! I don't care if your the number one hero or not, I am going to continue my dream without anyone else telling me what I can and can't do."

Izuku grabbed the golden medal before slamming it into All Mights face. As much he wanted to reveal the world the secret of their number one hero. Izuku was feeling generous after that good hit at the destroyed stomach.

After landing down to the green fake-ass grass. The students looked at him with disbelief and hate. Mina was one of those few who had something to saw.

"What the hell is your problem?! Why would you go and hit All Might?!"

Izuku glared at her. "Why should I explain myself to you? Your just like the rest of them. To shallow to look underneath the underneath."

"The hell does that mean? Even so that doesn't mean you can go and attack people!"

"Attack? I was merely giving him a love tap. If you want an attack baby then I am more than willing to start with you. I don't care if you have a quirk or not, get in my way you either move or be destroyed."

Mina looked shock, hell even appalled at the teen before her. She thought he was a nice guy. A silent dude with some blunt comments but still a good guy.

As Izuku walked past her, Mina said to him. "I thought your were different, I thought we were friends!"

To which Izuku laughed. "Sorry Ashido, but I was never your friend to begin with."

As he leaves into the entrance. The television screen turned off.

A black mist was holding the remote. He set it down nicely on the counter. Turning his attention to a girl with short blue, curly hair.

"He seems like a possible recruit." The dark mist suggested while the teenage girl only hummed as she listens to her music.

"Toma. What do you think?"

"I know that guy."

"You do?"

Toma nodded. "Me and him had a one night stand a couple of years back. To think he goes to Yuuei but he seems to distaste it entirely."

"Izuku Midoriya. Sweet guy underneath all that cynical persona." Toma added.

"Does he have a quirk?"

"Nope, apparently he's Quirkless."

"Well that makes things all the more easier doesn't it? For now, try to find what you can. His home, friends or associates, and other minor characteristics."

"Why me?" Toma whined.

"Because you have a history with as shameful and small it may be."

"Ugh Fine. Tell master that I am going out now."

The black mist nodded as Toma walked out of the bar.