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All men are not created equal
As Izuku was watching Kacchan and his cronies bully another kid, lucky to be spared from the wrath for once, he suddenly heard an arrogant voice "Strong feasting on the weak, a part of nature and yet you feel remorse and pity, interesting"
Startled by the voice, he looked around but finding nothing, "Don't bother looking for me" the voice said, "Call me Monsoon, and protecting the weak? Propagated by the memes that are heroics and so naive to believe it fully yet with so much drive. I can't help but be reminded of a lightning storm"
Suddenly filled with a drive, Izuku walked up to Kacchan, "S-stop Kacchan!" explosions filled the blond boy's palms "Shut up Deku! What're you going to do anyways?"
Monsoon's solemn voice cut in "No, you're better! Your resolve is better than his ever was! And for that I deem you worthy!" as a crimson visor formed around Izuku's head, cyborg body with cuts forming in and around his body, sais forming in his hands "Wind blows, rain falls, and the stong prey upon the weak!" a voice that came from Izuku but did not belong yelled
"And we prey upon you!"
The shout came as quick and strong as the strike on the blonde's arm, cutting it off and breaking the bone in half, as both boys fainted Bakugou from trauma and Midoriya from exhaustion
When Izuku came to, the morning after, in the foreign feeling of a hospital bed, he remembered the previous events and immediately started feeling nervous and murmuring yet Kacch-Bakugo's well-being not clouding his mind even with a single thought. "What was that?" he couldn't help but ask.
"That was a taste of my power" Monsoon answered "And already you've used it well to put down the blonde, though you could've went all the way and killed him yet you didn't, why?" he asked a question of his own
"I didn't want to" Izuku stated as casual as someone said the weather
"More and more interesting by the second, your resolve really is better than ol' Jack. I think we'll get along just fine"
As the rest of the day unfolded, getting questioned by the police who decided to rule it off as a quirk incident, Izuku couldn't shake the feeling of bloodlust and how good it felt.
Not bothering him as much as it probably should have, he decided to look into that later when he gets home, 'Probably just a side-effect' he thought
Then he stopped that train of thought, normally he would be muttering about a quirk, he had one now, he should be excited, but he's not, he felt weird, he felt empty
"What did you do to me?!" he shouted at Monsoon, to which he only infuriatingly said "We'll talk later"
All men are not created equal, because Izuku was stronger