Chapter 372 - My CO Stash #72 - My Hero Academia: The Golden Light of Hamon by SeerKing (MHAXJoJo'sBizarreAdventure)

-I've read fics about Izuku getting a stand but not this! Hamon got too underrated and honestly should've been used more~

Synopsis: Midoriya Izuku desperately wants a Quirk as a child...what if he received one? Not only that, one that was especially suited to strike down evil. Hamon/Ripple!Izuku. As always, T for Bakugō's swearing.

Rated: T

Words: 16K

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Chapter 1

Midoriya Izuku was one of many children who had grown up in awe of the heroes who protected them from villains. People like the Flame Hero Endeavour, the Fibre Hero Best Jeanist, the Chivalrous Hero Crimson Riot, and so many others. Standing at the top of the pyramid, at the very pinnacle, was the Number One Pro Hero, All Might.

To Izuku, All Might was more than just a person to stand in awe of. He was an idol, both a shining beacon standing above them all and a goal to strive for. Izuku wanted to become a hero just like All Might, a hero who saves everyone with a smile. To do that though, his Quirk needed to awaken.

Quirks were almost universal in the modern day society. Over 80% of the world's population possessed a Quirk of some description, whether it was a weak and or minor one like turning a person's skin green or making their fingers act like lighters, to those powerful ones that could reshape the world around them like controlling the various elements or whatever powerful Quirk All Might possessed. Quirks were mainly divided into three main categories Emitters, Transformation, and Mutation.

Izuku really didn't care what kind of Quirk he activated, only that he got one

His fourth birthday had come and gone and nothing had happened. It had been almost six months since then and Izuku was becoming worried, as was his mother, Inko. To be one of the 20% of the population without a Quirk, a so-called 'Quirkless' individual, was to be a victim of discrimination and disdain, something that the older Midoriya wouldn't wish on anyone, let alone her only child.

'Please! Give my son a Quirk!' she prayed every night as the six-month deadline approached. It was still possible for a child to awaken their Quirk up to six months after their fourth birthday, but almost impossible afterwards. The rare instances were for those who had Quirks too powerful for their young bodies to withstand, which had a unique Quirk Factor that could be detected with a blood test.

'Please, give him a Quirk, not for my sake, but for his! It would break my boy if he can't get a Quirk!' Midoriya Inko begged whatever power existed that controlled Quirks. 'Please...please!'

Whether it was from such sincere and desperate prayer from a mother who loved her son with every ounce of her being, or just the vagaries of chance, but the very day before six months had passed after Izuku's birthday, he awoke his own Quirk.

Playground, Dantouin Preschool, Musutafu City

Izuku raced across the playground, with only the thought of escape in mind. His best friend, Bakugō 'Kacchan' Katsuki, had always been a very…volatile person. For as long as Izuku had known him, which had been pretty much their entire lives; Kacchan had always been the first to brag, to argue, and to start a fight. And ever since he was the first in their class to awaken his Quirk [Explosion] several months ago, those negative traits had only started to get worse

[Explosion] was a very powerful Quirk, with a lot of potential in it, which had led a lot of people, both staff and students, to praise Katsuki for it. This had led to the boy getting prideful, to the point that the young child had started to develop a superiority complex.

Izuku's treatment, on the other hand, had only begun to spiral downward with each week after his four birthday passed and he failed to awaken his Quirk. The teachers had started to ignore him and he had become the favourite 'test subject' (read: victim) of Katsuki's increasingly violent personality and actions, the rest of their classmates slowly starting to follow his lead.

For the record, Izuku would like to let it be known that being hit by a nitroglycerin-based explosion, even one that had even less strength than a firecracker in strength, hurt.

"DEKU!" Kacchan yelled from behind him. "Get your ass back here!"

Peeking over his shoulder, Izuku paled as he saw Kacchan with his two cronies Tsubasa Hiei, who possessed the [Devil Wing] Quirk, and Yubisaki Nori, who possessed the Quirk [Finger Wh.i.p.s]. The three of them possessed the strongest Quirks at Dantouin Preschool, with Katsuki as their unquestioned leader.

Squeaking as he skidded to a halt at the boundary wall of the playground, Izuku gulped and turned around to face the three bullies bearing down on him. Even though the last six months had featured Kacchan as a tormentor, Izuku still regarded him as a friend, so it was very hard to see him and apply the word 'bully' to him.

Feeling his heart start to beat faster as the three boys approached him, the green-haired boy forced himself to breath in a regular pattern to slow it down. For whatever reason, it always helped calm him down to do that. Something felt different though...as if his breaths were carrying something more this time, something warm and energizing.

"Finally out of places to run, Deku?" Bakugō sneered. "I need to keep testing my Quirk so it can get as strong as possible, so stay f.u.c.k.i.n.g still!"

"Quirkless loser!" Tsubasa sneered. The boy was slightly overweight, but the two wings of his Mutation Quirk let him keep aloft with ease regardless.

Frustration bubbled up within Izuku as he tensed himself, waiting for his old friend to start the inevitable beating. He was resigned to this going on, again, with no interference from the staff. They valued someone with a possible hero-level Quirk far more than someone who was almost certainly Quirkless.

'Even if it isn't fair, complaining to people who won't even listen won't change a thing. I need to accept that and move on.' Izuku wrenched himself away from his spiralling train of thought with a mental sigh. Even if he couldn't do anything to fight back, he could at least stand firm and take his beating with dignity. Focusing on his breathing, he envisioned all the anger, sadness, frustration, and other negative motions flowing out with his next breath

With a mental 'click', Izuku's mind and body fell into the harmony that was needed for his power to activate.

With Bakugō

As he raised one hand to attack his former friend and current punching bag, Bakugō Katsuki froze as Izuku closed his eyes, let out a long, drawn-out breath before his body exploded with a golden-yellow light from the tips of his puffy green hair to the soles of his favourite red sneakers.

"B-Bakugō...is...is that...?!" Fat Wings asked in disbelief.

"...a Quirk?!" Finger Features finished shakily.

'No f.u.c.kin' way...literally one f.u.c.k.i.n.g day before the absolute limit that he could gain a Quirk and the little shit actually awoke one!' the blond boy thought in a mixture of fury and disbelief. All the a.d.u.l.ts said that Deku was nothing, a Quirkless nobody that wasn't worth the trouble of defending. Someone who Katsuki could use to get stronger without consequence.

'Shitty Deku...you're supposed to be nothing more than a pebble!' Katsuki's shock quickly dissolved as fury mounted into rage as he watched Deku openly defy the fate he and the others had set for him.

Deku's eyes cracked open after a moment, looking nervously around, before they suddenly shot open as he noticed the shimmering golden aura that was dancing across his body. His eyes started darting across him body, taking in every inch of his body that he could, an impossibly wide and happy smile slowly spreading across his face as if he was just realizing what was happening

Katsuki felt his rage reach its peak when he saw that stupid smile. His fury at its crescendo (and forcefully burying the slight shame and fear he felt) and exploded as he roared out, charging toward the green-haired dweeb. He would show that worthless Deku that, Quirkless or not, he was always going to be a little f.u.c.k.i.n.g pebble before him!

Instead, Deku looked up, smile faltering as a panicked look entered his eyes, and threw a sloppy punch at Katsuki, coincidentally intersecting the other boy's right-handed blow. As soon as the other boy's hand came within range, Katsuki let off as large an explosion as he thought he could get away with, the light illuminating Katsuki's face sinisterly.

Just before the explosion reached Deku's arm though, the golden light around the shitty f.u.c.k seemed to glow brighter and wrap protectively around his arm, letting it pass through the explosion almost without any damage! More than that, Deku's fist bypassed his wide swing and slammed straight into Katsuki's nose!

(When he looked it up later, the closest that Katsuki could find to that type of move in any martial arts was referred to as a 'cross counter', a particularly devastating move from Boxing.)

Falling back a couple of steps with a yell of pain, the [Explosion] Quirk user covered his nose and glared at an apparently frozen and wide-eyed Izuku, who was staring at his undamaged arm in awe.

"Deku...!" Katsuki growled in a rising fury.

In a fortunate turn of events for Izuku, one of the staff had witnessed the confrontation and now that it was between two boys with active Quirks rather than a Quirk-user and a Quirkless boy, he quickly intervene and got the two separated while he had their parents called.

Later

Principal's Office, Dantouin Preschool

"What did my brat do now?" Bakugō Mitsuki asked in a resigned tone of voice. She was a pretty woman and it was clear that her son had taken after her, the two sharing several facial features along with their spiky, blond hair and sharp red eyes. She alternated between glaring at her mulish son and looking quizzically at Izuku, who looked both amazed and guilty.

"And what does it have to do with my Izuku?" Midoriya Inko asked as she cuddled her boy. Tall and slim overall, albeit with a small bit of pudge gained recently from stress-eating in worry for her son, it was clear that, just like the Bakugōs, son had taken after mother in this case with their soft features, bright green eyes and dark green hair.

"Ah..." the Principal of the preschool, an overweight man with a weak Mutation-type Quirk called [Imp Tail], was at a bit of a loss for words. He wasn't exactly prepared to say to the women, 'Oh, a bullying victim we were content to ignore, as the bully was a powerful Quirk holder, suddenly awoke to his Quirk and fought back.'

He didn't want to lose his job!

Unfortunately for him, the Vice-Principal was slightly more moral and unafraid of retribution and explained the entire sorry story to the two mothers as his boss sat frozen with indecision. The look of righteous maternal fury rose in Inko, just as anger and disappointment in her son rose in Mitsuki.

"BRAT!" the blond mother shouted. "What the living hell were you thinking!? Inko, I am so sorry; I had no clue this brat was hurting 'Zuku!"

"You aren't to blame, Mitsu." Inko's voice trembled with anger. "This school, however, is! I am withdrawing my son from here as of now! How dare you treat my boy like this?! You are clearly too incompetent to be trusted to prevent this from happening again!"

"I'm withdrawing Katsuki as well." Mitsuki decided to twist the knife in the paling Principal's side. "Clearly, you people don't know how to prevent an ego trip from going out of control. As for you, little brat, you are going to have therapy sessions until you learn how to be a decent human being! Having a strong Quirk does NOT give you the right to treat ANYONE like you did to Izuku, even less so considering he's supposed to be your friend!"

Katsuki would have shouted back indignantly, but the death glare his mother was sending at him made him shut up. He was slowly beginning to realise that he had really pushed things too far and one of the few people whose reactions he honestly feared was mad at him.

The immediate future was not looking pleasant for the young bomber.

As the two women gathered up their charges and left the office, the Principal slumped in his seat, his soul practically fleeing his body. If the mother of the formerly Quirkless boy decided to press charges against his school, he was doomed! His career would be ruined.

He was so swept up in his misery that he neglected to realise that he was the architect of his own downfall in his wilful neglect of the treatment Izuku had been receiving

Later

With Inko, Living Room, Midoriya Family Apartment

Midoriya Inko was usually a placid, gentle and kind woman, but even she had buttons that one simply didn't press without unleashing fury. They all, for one reason or another, revolved around her precious son, her baby boy.

She still couldn't believe that Katsuki would treat Izuku like he had! Even although she knew how those without Quirks were seen, she'd have thought that the friendship that the two boys shared would have prevented it. She had been so, so wrong and Izuku has suffered because of that.

More so than her anger towards Katsuki (he was just a boy and didn't know any better), her sheer fury towards the preschool and its staff was at heights that Inko never thought she could reach. Wilful neglect of Izuku and encouraging Katsuki toward the path of bullying by refusing to do anything to stop or correct his behaviour...these were bad enough, but what that neglect implied about how the staff treated other kids who were Quirkless or even had weak Quirks was a red light to Inko. She would report them as soon as she assured of her own child's safety, and she had a feeling that Mitsuki would help her with it.

Smiling at the thought of her old friend, Inko sighed. She and Mitsuki had been friends since middle school and had been each other's Maid of Honour at their respective weddings. Introducing their children had seemed like a good idea at the time, but it seemed that until Katsuki got his head deflated from all of the shallow praise that his Quirk had gotten him, he couldn't be trusted to be near Izuku.

Mitsuki had told her in a phone call earlier that she had, against Katsuki's protests, signed him up for therapy specifically aimed toward preventing and correcting bullying behaviour in young children. She had also decided to send him to a preschool on the far side of Musutafu called Tarisu.

Having eliminated Dantouin and Tarisu from her options, as well as others for their expense and distance, Inko was currently considering her options for where to send Izuku once she had finished filing the withdrawal paperwork. One was another local preschool called Korusanto, another was called Tatouine, while the last was called Kore Ria.

The second one was out, as it was run by the same type of staff as Dantouin, as evidenced by the similar names. Korusanto was slightly out of her price range at her current income level, so the only realistic choice was Kore Ria Preschool. She had also done research into the elementary schools and had chosen one separate to the one Mitsuki would send Katsuki. A few years apart would, hopefully, be enough time for Katsuki to stop being an arrogant little...!

Huffing, Inko cut her thought off there. Katsuki was just a boy and now his mother was aware of the problem, she'd straighten him out, she knew. Mitsuki was not someone to take the kind of attitude Katsuki was showing.

"M-mummy...?" Izuku's timid voice came from the door to the hall. In an instant, Inko was shaken from her thoughts and focused on her son.

"Come here, Izuku." she said kindly.

In a flash, her boy was cuddling into her on her seat. Inko may have issues with his father, Hisashi, having taken a posting in America and basically sending money home and nothing more, but she was always grateful that he had, if nothing else, given her a son as bright and kind as Izuku.

"Izuku...why didn't you tell me things were so bad?" she asked softly as she hugged him protectively.

"I...I didn't want to worry you." Izuku mumbled. "And I didn't want Kacchan to get into trouble."

"Oh, my boy..." Inko said tearfully. What a failure of a mother she was, to have her four-year-old son trying to protect her. "Listen here now. What Katsuki was doing to you was wrong, plain and simple. He has to learn that you can't treat people like that without repercussions. If he doesn't, one day he 'll make someone mad who he can't just shrug off. He may even get hurt. It's not just for your sake, but his as well, that Mitsuki is being so harsh on him. Do you understand?"

"B-but until today...I was just what Kacchan said...a useless Deku..." the boy said tearfully.

"You are my brave, kind and heroic boy, Izuku." Inko told him fiercely. "You are not now, have never been, nor will you EVER be, useless! Get that thought out of your head right this instant. You have a Quirk now, and no one, not Katsuki, not the staff at preschool nor anyone else can ever take that away from you."

Still looking a bit apprehensive, but buoyed somewhat by her words, Izuku nodded shyly. "W-wanna see my Quirk?"

Inko nodded eagerly. She was curious as to what kind of Quirk had allowed her baby to match a powerful Quirk like [Explosion].

Moving away and standing in front of his mother, Izuku started to breathe rhythmically, trying to bring back the same feeling and breathing that seemed to have activated his Quirk earlier. Slowly, he was covered in the same shining golden aura as before.

"Izuku...!" Inko was in awe at her son's Quirk. While it wasn't her gravity-based [Attraction of Small Objects] or her husband's [Flame Breath], she was still proud that he had a Quirk that he could use to fulfil his dreams of becoming a Hero. Not only that, but the shimmering golden aura was simply gorgeous to look at. "What can you do so far?"

"I...the golden stuff protected me from Kacchan's explosion...mostly." Izuku said with a gulp. "I think I also hit harder than normal, cause it sounded like I really hurt Kacchan when I punched him. And I had a small burn on my arm after, but it's all healed now, look!"

Inko automatically took her son's right arm in hand to examine it, but then the golden light shimmering and flowing over Izuku's body seemed to rush into her in response, making her feel like she'd just inhaled a hurricane-force wind! She let go automatically, with the feeling of wind rushing through her fading after a moment, but strangely, she felt better than she had in a few months. All of the aches and pains that she'd been ignoring from her part time job were gone and she felt completely refreshed, as if she'd had a good night's sleep!

"Mummy! Are you OK?!" Izuku asked anxiously, his golden aura fading away with his sudden panic.

"I feel great!" Inko declared with a little laugh. "Izuku, your Quirk just took away my aches and pains as if I'd just gotten a nice massage! I think your Quirk just healed me somehow!"

The awed look in his eyes made Inko pick him up and cuddle him again. She decided that she needed to make an appointment with a Quirk Counsellor for Izuku soon. A Quirk that protects, enhances and heals the user isn't very common and wouldn't be without its drawbacks, so finding out what they were as soon as possible would be a very good idea.

"We're having katsudon for dinner to celebrate, Izuku." she informed her delighted son.

"Awesome!" Izuku cheered, eyes shining again.

Two Days Later

Quirk Counsellor's Office

"Hmm...your son's Quirk is most unusual, Midoriya-san." the doctor who had just tested Izuku's Quirk said to a listening Inko.

"Unusual? How so?" the greenette woman asked.

"Well to start, my initial hypothesis was that it could possibly be an internal Mutation type Quirk that altered his lungs to transform the oxygen he inhaled into an energy field of some kind. However, I've had several X-rays and scans taken using both machinery and Quirks to get a look at his lungs and the rest of his respiratory system, and there are no noticeable divergences from the Quirkless norm outside the fact that his lungs seems a tad larger and his diaphragm better developed than a child his age should have." the man explained. "With that theory disproven, I've looked into other options and I've made quite a bit of progress. Rather than a Mutation or even a Transformation Quirk related to oxygen, your son's Quirk seems to be a pure Emitter type that uses rhythmic breathing as a medium to draw out or generate that golden energy from his body. The energy field produced, as you suggested when you brought him in, seems to act as a protective barrier and enhances both his physical abilities and healing rate. In addition, the healing component at least seems to be able to be used on others. He healed a nurse of a bad headache when she accidentally brushed against him during one of our tests."

"That's amazing..." Inko murmured, pride for her son in her voice.

"Yes, it's an impressive Quirk to say the least. We've analysed the energy signature and the results we're getting back are quite unique. Given time, we'll run comparison with other energy signatures we have on record to see if we can find any more similar cases to compare with. There's also one more unusual effect I think you should be aware of." Pulling a tablet off his desk, the doctor opened a video and showed it to Inko. On it, Izuku was standing in the centre of a pool of ankle-deep water in his swim trunks, his golden aura flowing around him. What was unusual was that the water was rippling out from around him like he was the epicentre of an earthquake even as he stood still.

As the video ended and the doctor took back the tablet, he continued. "Judging from that particular test, there's some sort of invisible output to the aura he generates. So far none of our scanners have picked up any form of detectable output and it doesn't seem to have any effect on living or non-living matter outside of liquids. I'm starting to suspect that these ripples are nothing more than a visible sign of the aura's presence, similar to a human heartbeat, and that liquids are simply a superior conductor for the aura's energy.

Looking up at her, the doctor smiled slightly. "When we informed young Izuku of this, he decided on his Quirk's name, there and then. Since the name wasn't taken, we felt there was little issue with applying it to his Quirk Registry. He is now the user of the [Hamon] Quirk."

"Hamon...as in ripple? That sounds like a name Izuku would come up with." Inko smiled fondly. Her baby boy was a bit too clever for his own good sometimes.

"Yes, he picked a very good name. It states an effect of the Quirk without disclosing what it actually does." the doctor nodded. "Now, in regards to making the best use of his Quirk, I would recommend that he learn martial arts of some kind. The discipline will likely help him control his Quirk and its physical effects. Additionally, he is currently required to remain stationary in order to perform the breathing exercises needed to create the golden energy that he utilises. The longer he maintains that exercise, the more energy his body produces and stores and the longer he can maintain his aura. Some martial arts, such as ancient versions of karate and the combat version Tai Chi, possess some manner of breathing techniques that he may be able to adapt for his use. The added close combat capabilities will also be useful should he walk down the path of a hero."

"Yes...he will." Inko said tearfully. "It's all he's ever wanted to be. Oh dear, pardon me for crying..."

"It's fine, Midoriya-san." the doctor reassured her. "Finding out that your child's quirk is powerful and they'll use it to fulfil their dreams is a tear inducing feeling. Here, have a tissue..."

When the nurse escorted Izuku back into the room after getting cleaned up from the tests, he immediately went to his mother and started talking sixteen to the dozen about all the things he was going to try with his Quirk. Inko listened indulgently and offered up a final silent prayer of thanks to whatever or whoever had granted her wish.

Her boy had a Quirk and was going to become a hero. And she would support him the entire way.

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Next Chapter: Golden Radiance of Hamon

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Quirk Name: Hamon (Ripple)

Quirk Type: Emitter/Acc.u.mulation

Quirk Effect: Allows the user to generate a golden energy that can be used to enhance their physical abilities, as well as objects. The user can also increase the healing rate of another person as well, although this requires some pain on the part of the recipient. Much of the abilities of Hamon are dependent on the creativity and imagination of the user. It has been noted that those who act in an 'evil' manner, according to the morality of the user and the target, suffer more damage from attacks imbued with Hamon energy. Erasure-type Quirks can shut off the generation of Hamon Energy, but not the user's ability to control it.

Quirk Weaknesses: Hamon energy is gathered as the user breathes, so a viable countermeasure is to inhibit or prevent the user from breathing. The use of Hamon energy is also one that requires a high amount of precision and concentration. The user can and will fail if they lose focus.