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Manepear was walking down some random dirt path, honestly he was only around the main server because he wanted to reconcile with Flame and Wemmbu. Now that he has, he figured he should stay around, not leave again.
He kept walking around but stopped, his tail that had previously swaying lazily, freezing in its place. Mane felt like something was about to happen, which was weird as hell because the law had recently been dealt with, what could possibly be happening now?
Deciding to be cautious just in case, he checked his inventory, he had his netherite gear, gaps, webs, pots, XP, e-chests, and even two stacks of notches he had gotten. he had everything he would need for a fight, his gear was fully mended and he had a ton of restocks in his e-chest. He should be perfectly fine if anyone jumped him, so why was he so on edge?
Mane shook his head lightly and kept walking, he was trying to familiarize himself with the main server again, as he continued walking down the dirt path a swirling black and purple portal appeared under his feet and he fell through.
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Shota Aizawa also known as the pro hero Eraser Head was in the middle of a patrol when he heard a loud THUD, in the alleyway next to him. Cautiously he silently crept into the alleyway ready to fight if there was a villain close by. As he drew nearer, he saw an unconscious figure, looking closely at the unconscious figure, he noticed the strange armor he had on? And this man looked strong, with a lean figure but well defined muscles.
The unconscious man also wore a sleeveless black turtleneck with an orange hoodie tied to his waist, and.. was that lion ears and a tail? Is that the mans quirk? Aizawa thought to himself. Is he a vigilante? Why is he wearing armor, and what’s with those weapons?
Upon closer inspection it looked like he had a plethora of scars, with a sigh Aizawa carefully got the man and carried him to UA, there he let Recovery Girl deal with him.
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As Mane slowly regained consciousness he ears twitched and he heard faint voices, annoyed he turned on his side trying to go back to sleep, only to shoot up groggily the moment he registered the feeling of the unfamiliar bed he was on.
He rubbed his eyes trying, looking around the room trying to identify where he was. The room itself smelled faintly of anesthetic, a hospital perhaps? No, that can’t be it, there was no way only one other then his allies would patch his wounds, he quickly ripped the IV out of his arm and got out of bed, stumbling a bit he hastily looked through his inventory.
Mane froze, shit. This isn’t good, his inventory is completely empty and he isn’t wearing his armor, at least he still has his blindfold. But, how is this possible? Mane slowly inched towards the door, his sharp ears picking up a faint conversation outside the room.
“I don’t know. I just found him in an alley. He had a lot of weird things with him, strange armor, weapons. He’s suspicious, why did he have all those things? And why is he wearing a blindfold.” said a low, deep male voice, damn that voice sounds like the person is always tired, oh well, couldn’t be him.
“I understand that Aizawa but the poor boy looked exhausted, hes been unconscious for over two hours.” Now that voice sounded like a concerned grandmother, wait Aizawa? Hes never heard that name before, and if this “Aizawa” person found him, then he must be that tired guy. Well that was some information, but now there was another voice he didn’t recognize. Just how many people are there?
Manepear sigh softly his tail whipping around in agitation, he wanted to leave, but he wasn’t dumb enough to fight an unknown amount of people with nothing, sure he had his claws and he was a good fighter, but he doesn’t know shit about these people.
As Mane steps back from the door his vision goes blurry for a second and he stumbles back taking the IV stand with him with a crash. Then the door bursts open revealing a man with black hair, who looks like hes never heard of sleep and an elderly woman.
“What do you think you’re doing?” The mans voice lowers, sounding rough and scratchy. Manes ears flick with annoyance as he slowly stands up, using the wall to steady himself.
With a slight tilt of his head he asks, “What the hell did you people do to me? and who the fuck are you?”
Both the people glance at each other, like they’re having a conversation with their eyes. “Dear.. You don’t know who we are?” the old woman asked him.
“No. I have no idea who you two are. Now, answer my questions.” Manes words came out in a deep growl, he was getting annoyed now. ‘Oh and give me back my stuff too.” He said as an after thought, honestly he probably wouldn’t need his stuff to fight them, but it was good to have.
“Calm down, you’re in UA, a school for heros. My name Shota Aizawa, I’m the pro hero Eraser Head, next to me is Recovery Girl, the person who helped you.” Well.. that was new. Hero? There weren’t any heros in Unstable last time he checked.
Mane tilted his head in thought, It’s honestly pretty unlikely they’re lying to me, no matter how outlandish they sound right now.. “Ok then..” he started slowly, as he processed everything, “Can I have my stuff back now please?”
“No, not until we decide what to do with you.” Aizawa said in a cold tone.
Mane stiffened slightly, we? Who the fuck else is here? “Hmm, I see. Ok then, who is this “we” you’re talking about?” After all, he needs more information before he acts.
“The rest of the teachers here, just get back on the bed and stay here” with that Aizawa and Recovery Girl left the room, closing the door behind them.
Well shit, he was in a strange place, with random people, and he had nothing. Honestly things probably couldn’t get any worse… right?
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After about two hours of complete boredom the door to his room opened again, in came Aizawa, Recovery Girl, some guy with gravity defying blonde hair, and a rat? What the actual fuck is this group of people bro…
“HELLO LITTLE LISTENER!!!” The blonde man yelled, Manes ears flattened against his head. Holy shit, why is this dude so fucking loud?
“Uhm hey bro… who are you? and who is this rat?”
“Well that’s quite rude. My name is Nezu, and I am the principal of this wonderful school, the man next to me is Present Mic.” The rat creature said introducing them both, wait, since when could rats talk?
“Uhm… ok then. I suppose I should introduce myself then… my name is Manepear.”
Nezu nodded and looked at him with an eerily creepy smile, to which he had no reaction to, because honestly, he wasn’t at all scared of some rat. Though his lack of reaction seemed to peek Nezus interest.
“Well then-“ Nezu said clapping his hands together, “I have a proposition for you Manepear, I would like for you to attend UA as a student!”
Wait what? They want him to attend a school? Are they serious? “If I agree to that, will I get all of my stuff back, untampered with?”
“Now wait a minute-“ Aizawa said stepping in, “You’ll be around the students, you can’t just have weapons with you-.”
Mane raised his hand to stop him, “Let me stop you there bro, thats not negotiable. Either I get ALL my things back, or I find everything myself and leave.”
“Nonsense, You will get all your things back don’t worry” Nezu said with a smile, only shooting Aizawa a look when he tried to say something. “Fine, I’ll attend your school then..” at least until I know more, or I can find a way back to Unstable.
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Now Mane was standing in front of a bunch of students, wearing an uncomfortable uniform, but he did have everything, he checked his inventory and e-chest twice.
Manes tail swayed lazily behind him as he looked over his new “classmates”, this was class 1A apparently they’ve been attacked a lot, but whatever, he didn’t really care about these kids.
“Uhh sup? My name is Manepear..” right after he said that a bunch of people started talking at once, but Aizawa calmed them all down to ask questions one at a time. Some green haired kid introduced himself as Izuku Midoriya, or “Deku”. “Hey there, you have ears and a tail! Thats so cool. Is that your quirk? Oh wait thats probably your quirk, anyway what’s your quirk called? what does it do? Is it just the ears and tail?” Holy questions, this kid is just muttering really fast to himself now, also what the fuck is a quirk? Actually, never mind, I’ll figure it out.
The rest of the class asked their questions, and then Aizawa got up to teach, for like ten minutes, then he went back to sleep. After all that the class just introduced themselves to him and asked basic questions. Some even asked to touch his tail, to which he said no, after all, he’s only ever let Flame and Wemmbu touch his ears or tail, no way was he letting some random kids touch them.
After some time the bell rang and his classmates showed him to their dorm area, there he got his room, the room was pretty plain, but that was fine, he would change it. Mane quickly put an e-chest down and made a little area for making pots, then froze realizing he had a limited amount of pot materials, he would have to conserve everything then.
He decided to just put everything back in his e-chest and sleep for the night, everything could be dealt with in the morning.