AN: I do not own this My Hero Academia.

(UA Entrance)

I was staring at the UA entrance. The school that was most optimized to creating the best Pro Heroes, with Shiketsu High being second. Every student that graduated from the Hero course became a popular sidekick within two to four years after graduation. It normally took someone about six years to generate a large enough following to debut themselves to the public.

Within these UA hero graduates every year was a trio of students called The Big Three. The Big Three of UA always went Pro immediately after graduation because they had gained enough fame due to their impressive skills they showcased during their school years. I was going to be on The Big Three.

I took my first step forward, suddenly finding myself falling towards the ground because I tripped. But how? I detected no cracks in the sidewalk. I launched my arms out to reduce my bodily damage by ninety-nine percent.

[Unknown person attempting to touch you! Preparing for possible violent encounter.]

My head cocked to the side to see a stranger with brown hair about to touch me, Female. Her hands, which had pads on the fingertips like a cat, touched me.

[Body weight reduced by 100%. Unknown source. Further study needed. Commencing Rapid Questioning.]

"I guess your quirk affect gravity? And therefore why I am in this strange position? Do your finger pads act as the point of focus for your quirk?" I asked while levitating in midair.

She nodded frantically. "I saw you about to fall, so I tried to stop that. I should have asked first."

[Nervousness detected. Possible source unknown.]

I shook my head. "No, at the rate you are speaking at, you would have not been finish asking your question in time. I had already braced for impact and suffered minor injuries. But I still thank you for your assistance. You have reduced the damage my hands would have received down to zero percent. But could you let me down please?"

She let out an embarrassed noise, like what a mouse would make, and press her palms together, saying the word release. The familiar pull of gravity returned and I was back on my feet.

[100% of body weight returned.]

"Izuku Midoriya," I said, bowing a little.

"Fuck out of the way Deku!"

[Former childhood friend Katsuki Bakugo detected. Annoyance level is 10% higher than usual.]

"You and Round Face can suck each other's face later after you two fail this stupid ass exam!" he yelled as he marched past us.

"Round?" the brunette said, hands cupping her round face, "Fail?"

[Confidence in Round Face has dropped by an estimate of 40%, due to Katsuki Bakugo's word, demeanor, and appearance. Words 15%. Red eyes 5%. Athletic Build 10%. Loudness 5%. Non caring demeanor 5%.]

"Do not listen to his words. He is trying to reduce the amount of competition," I said.

[Persuasion partially successful. 30% of confidence restored.]

"I still never got your name."

"Oh! I'm Ochako Uraraka," she answered with a smile. I smiled back.

[Remaining 10% confidence restored.]

"Nice to meet you, Urakara-san. Let's head inside."

(Written Exam Area)

I was walking towards to my assigned seat and noticed it was right beside Katsuki Bakugo. Was U.A. going by school because we were the only two from Aldera to apply here.

"So you stop face fucking Round Face finally," he said as I sat down beside him.

"Katsuki," He growled at me. He always does this when I addressed him by his first name. I stopped calling him Kaachan a year ago because he told me to and we knew each other too long to be calling each other by our last names. Never figured out why this pissed him off.

"You know that those activities do not interest me nor do relationships. I came here to be a hero, like you."

"Stop being a dumb piece of shit. You're fucking quirkless."

"That doesn't stop someone from being a hero," I told him, "And I might surprise you."

"You two with curly and spiky hair, cease your talking now! Present Mic is about to tell us about the practical exam!" a tall blue haired glass wearing boy yelled at us, "If you are here to squabble, leave now! U.A. has no place for people with such petty intentions!"

I looked past him to see an annoyed Present Mic. This was not my intention and I needed to speak before Katsuki let out a string of derogatory insults.

I stood up and bowed. "Forgive both us Present Mic. We shall be silent for the remainder of the time!"

I slapped my hand over Katsuki's mouth before he could argue. I felt his teeth sink into my skin.

[Pain receptors turned off.]

After I sat down and removed my hand, I gathered every detail from Present Mic's speech. The spectacled tall boy form earlier started to ask more questions. Mostly concerning the zero pointer. He seemed to want a healthy amount of knowledge before an encounter.

[Potential ally found.]

I raised my hand after he sat down, getting an annoyed expression form the Pro Hero. It only lasted about three milliseconds, something hard for the human eye to catch. But not mine.

"Present Mic, do the different pointers have different weapons? And if they do, which groups normally have ranged weaponry and which ones have melee weapons?" I asked.

Present Mic seemed to be confused for a second before looking down at his podium and shuffled some papers. Maybe he didn't remember the answer off the top of his head? He answered my question after a moment.

The two-pointers normally had ranged weapons, while the one-pointers and three-pointers used melee.

[Plan formulating. Two-pointers designated as priority targets.]

We were then told to look at small piece paper beside our test to find our testing are. I saw Katsuki looking at mine.

"Looks I don't get another chance to beat your quirkless ass," he whispered to me as we bot got up. Always so violent.

(Ground Delta)

The test area was some type of sprawling model city. U.A. must receive a lot of government funding to recreate something like this. And probably a lot of donations from some philanthropists.

The enormous crowd that was first appeared outside the gated area had dispersed into smaller groups, composed of familiar faces from the same school. That was the most probable cause, seeing how my fellow examinees easily talked to one another. Like old friends. Then why wasn't Katsuki here? Maybe it was just chance he wasn't.

I scanned the area, I spotted Uraraka. I planned to walk over there and wish her good lick, but the familiar blue haired teen from earlier stopped me. He accused me of trying to interrupt Uraraka's preparations. He began to speculate I was some undercover U.A. Staff member meant to disrupt the exams. That was a highly unlikely, but strangely fascinating theory.

I never got the chance to defend my innocence, between the teen's accusations and Present Mic announcing the start of the practical exam. I noticed I was the only one moving at first until the Pro Hero repeated himself. I had made it to the gate when I heard the horde behind me approaching.

The first foe appeared in front of me. A one-pointer. Not what I needed, but it still worked. I gave it a quick scan, attacking the its eye lens. My first went through it like paper.

[1 Point earned. 1 point total.]

I tossed the destroyed robot aside and ran into an alleyway, searching for my next target. Hopefully a two pointer. Sadly, it was another one-pointer with the same weakness. This time I grabbed the lens and ripped it off. I scanned the eye and found nothing of use for my plan, about to toss it to the ground until I found a use for it.

A pair of one-pointers in the open street that the alleyway I was in connected to were nearby. I used the eye as a distraction, throwing it past the robots. The two machines turned their head towards where the eye landed, keeping me out of their sight.

I broke the closest one to me by performing a two handed overhead smash to its head as I jumped towards it. When I landed, the other robot had turned around and I uppercut it, making its head fly off.

[2 points earned. Three points total.]

[Fists and arms have suffered minimal damage. Continued used will lead fists and arms losing efficiency. Find or create weapon quickly.]

I looked down at the two destroyed bodies of the robots. I smashed each one into warped balls of metal and wires. Then I stuck my hands into them, creating some type of hand held wrecking balls.

[Mainframe attaching to wiring of destroyed robots. Connection successful. Repairing wiring. Repairs completed.]

[Can now send out electrical surges to increase attack power by 25%, this stacks with the increased 40% attack power from Miniature wrecking balls.]

This works very well! I had run off to find a nearby three-pointer. It was heavily armored, but it wouldn't stand a chance against these weapons I just made. I smacked the balls together, producing an electrical spark, and ran towards at the robot.

I was much faster and more agile than the bulking machine, easily dodging its attacks. It had the same weakness as the one-pointer. Its head went inside the body when I hit it the wrecking ball.

[3 points earned. 6 points total.]

Within the next fifteen minutes and twelve seconds, I had defeated nine one-pointers and one three-pointers. I was now at eighteen points and had about another fifteen minutes.

[Durability of wrecking balls at 15%. Find two pointers immediately for better weapon.]

As I kept running around, I found my target attacking a purple haired boy. It was flying, shooting laser beams at the boy hiding behind hide a piece of rubble. The male didn't seem to have a way to fight it. Strange.

[Formulating Plan to decrease likelihood of two-pointer being destroyed. Plan has 90% success rate. 100% chance of low body damage happening.]

I jumped into the air behind the robot, sending out a strong pulse of electricity by smacking the wrecking balls together. I familiar tingling of being electrocuted ran through my body as me and the robot fell to the ground. I didn't feel my body hitting the ground though.

[Feelings receptors were forcefully turned off by plan. Sustained some damage to wiring and body. Mainframe has 93% of durability left.]

I got up and walked over to my new loot. I asked if the purple haired boy was okay.

"Yes," he answered, as I started to rip open the robot's chassis. My back was turn towards him, so he couldn't tell what I was doing. "How many points do you have?"

"18. You?"

[Suitable parts found. Constructing new weapon.]

"Zero, must be nice to have a combat-oriented quirk, huh?"

[Annoyance detected.]

"What is your quirk?" I glanced back at him. Through his tire expression with bags underneath his eyes, I could detect more than annoyance. Anger and envy.

"Doesn't matter since it won't help me here. This test is rigged for guys with flashy and powerful quirks," he said.

[Anger levels rising in unknown person.]

"Brainwashing," he finally answered.

"I see why that's no help here." That only seemed to anger him more and I could tell he was either about go off on me or tell me how I was wrong. I rerouted some routines to listening and keeping data. I still needed to focus on creating my weapon.

He went on a passionate speech about how everyone told him he couldn't be a hero because his quirk was suited for villainy. He came to U.A. to prove all the, wrong. But now he was upset and disheartened because of this test. He had lost his chance to become a hero.

[Unnecessary flashbacks of bullied childhood arising. Emotional response kicking in. Emotional dampeners subroutines activated. 60% of emotions quelled.]

"Those people are stupid. A quirk can not be good or evil. Only the person that uses it. The wielder decides when, where, why, and how a quirk is used. A quirk is nothing more than a tool to be used."

[Response is 90% logic. 10% Emotion.]

[Weapon constructed.]

I looked down at my creation. A laser rifle fashioned form the remains of the robot. I could easily just hook up the weapon to my mainframe instead and increase it's efficiency by fifty percent. But this guy…

"What's your name?"

"Hitoshi Shinso," he said, still shocked from my response.

"Izuku Midoriya," I told him, throwing the rifle. He barely caught it, almost letting it fumble out of his hands. "That holds up to two hundred exact charges. Aim mainly for the robots' lenses. I better see you in the hero course."

I sped off, leaving the flabbergasted brain washer behind. I heard him yell my name. I told him I would talk to him later. He told me stop.

[Shinso attempting to hijack body controls. Quick analysis has determined anti-virus subroutines are best course of action. Activating.]

I felt my body slowly start to stop for a second, but then I could move at full speed again.

[Influence routed. Moving at 100% speed again.]

Once I had passed a few buildings, I came across an open street filled to the brim with one-pointers and a single three pointers. They all seemed to be struggling to move, stuck to purple balls that worked as some form of adhesive.

[Ten one-pointers found and one three-pointer. A total of thirteen points.]

Someone else had did all this hard work to trap these guys. Wouldn't this be wrong to take their points.

[This is a competition. Commence mass destruction]

My fist tore through all the one-pointers easily, only getting slightly hurt in the process. The three-pointer took a couple hits, the final one causing some noticeable damage. If only I still had my wrecking balls.

[13 points earned. 29 points total.]

[Left fist at 75% durability. Right Fist at 55% durability. Favoring left side for the remainder of exam.]

The person who had trapped the robots, a height challenged boy with purple beads on his head, came from behind some rubble, yelling at me. He started to cry that he would never have a chance to get hot girls now. I just walked away, shaking my head. What a sad reason to become a hero.

I entered an open plaza next, with numerous other candidates. I head could hear other examinees yelling their scores. Only a one was higher than mine, the blue haired boy from earlier. He had engine mufflers coming out his leg. Possible relative of Hero Ingenium?

Present Mic announced the real test starting now. A zero pointer suddenly appeared.

I scanned the size of the robot and calculated there was a zero chance to beat it. Time to flee the others.

I heard a cry of pain and I turned back to see Uraraka, stuck under some rubble. The robot was walking towards her.

No input was needed before I ran towards her. She seemed about to cry. "Don't worry, I'm here to help you."

[Only three seconds to escape. Cannot remove rubble fast enough, with or without her quirk. Stop robot from crushing her.]

I got onto the top of the rubble, my arms in the air to stop its foot. I felt its weight began to crush me.

[Arms and legs hydraulic systems working at 200%. Two minutes until mainframe overheats.]

I was able to slow the machine' step, but it was going still going to crush me. I needed more power!

[Arms and legs hydraulic systems working at 250%. One minute until mainframe overheats.]

The robot wasn't crushing me anymore, but I was still stuck here. Uraraka was able to free herself from the rubble and out the way of the robot, but she hadn't moved any further. She was attempting to get up, but kept failing. Was she trying to help me?

I never got to find out, because Ingenium Jr. came over and scooped up Uraraka. My eyes followed to where he went to see Shinso and some guy blonde guy, who was twinkling of all things, standing. The blonde guy's and Ingenium Jr.'s eyes were glazed over.

Shinso muttered something before using the laser rifle I gave him to soot at the robot. The blonde guy shoots off a laser that emerged from his belt. I thought support items weren't allowed?

The laser didn't hurt the robot, but that attack gained its attention. The robot stopped trying to crush me and went to walk over to the small group. Shinso ordered the group to disperse. They all headed in different directions, besides Uraraka and Ingenium Jr. He was still holding her.

[Arms and legs hydraulics working at normal levels. Durability reduced by 50% in both systems.]

I scampered off, away from the menacing robot. A minute later, Present Mic said the exam was over. Good. Now I could go home and do some repairs.

AN: Tell me what you think. This something I would do in my spare time. It's not my main focus, Inked is.

I got three chapter written already written and they will all be about this length.