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WARNING: LOTS of F-bombs impound!

Speech: "What"

Thoughts(3rd POV): 'What'

Demonic/Distorted and LOOOOOUUUUD voices!: "What"

BAKUGOU RENEW

OPENING SONG:

COLORS by Flow

=CHAPTER 1=

= IDENTITY RENEW =

-Musutafu Hospital-
-Past midnight-

If I were to describe the predicament I'm in right now; I'd say it's a complete and utter clusterfuck!

First of all, I woke up in a morgue… In fucking MORGUE of all places, my body all stiff and shit with nothing but an inch thin blanket covering my taint (and it's fucking cold in here!)! So YEAH! Kind of a red flag right there, right off the bat!

Next up were the two… occupants, I saw the moment I woke up… Normally that wouldn't be an issue for me to really raise a finger over, but when one of them is a talking fucking panda (who had a rather awesome mustache, if I may admit), with the other one being some bloody Frankenstein's monster reject, then YES I have all the reasons to start freaking out here! And believe me when I say their respective appearances looks way too authentic to be faked!

Then lastly there's this little issue regarding the current state of my psyche… For some reason I have these huge gaps in my memory, as I literally can't seem to recall worth shit! Including my identity, family (if I had one) and pretty much everything about my past was either gone or cloudy beyond recognition!

The only parts I seemingly retained of my memories were the mundane stuff I'd require to function in society, such as speech, reading, comprehension of language (to which I've noticed I'm speaking Japanese now, although I'm pretty damn sure that was NOT my main language before) and the knowledge over certain objects, like what everything is, how they work and et cetera…

So yeah… like I said, a clusterfuck…

Though fortunately, I was at least given something to wear fairly soon after my awakening… After the doctors(?), which I'm solely judging by the outfits they're wearing, got their shit together after they suddenly began screaming their lungs out the moment I opened my eyes; the lanky German dude, the one who probably should take a proper look in the mirror first, before he starts calling others a zombie, the nerve… especially since he's the one who literally looks like he'd been patched together from various corpses!

Anyhow after the initial fiasco finally calmed down; the scarecrow of a man suddenly dashed outside for a moment at the panda's orders (apparently to make a phone call to someone?), before returning about 15 minutes later with some spare clothes in his hands, so I didn't have to flash my junior any further than necessary!

They were your typical set of patients' wear used in hospitals, consisting of blue cotton pants and T-shirt. Luckily underwear was also included. Anyhow, once I've gotten all clothed up; we hastily moved over to a different part of the hospital (after a lot of convincing on their part, considering who or what my escorts are...), on our way up I managed to take a look outside through one of the passing windows; it was practically pitch black outside sans the few lit street lights, which would also explain the heavy lack in encounters with other personnel of the building...

And now we're here at the present… where I was seated on a examination bed inside one of the vacant medical laboratories, with bunch of wires attached to various parts of my body to monitor my vitals, while I was being put through various other medical tests like heart rate, pupil checks, blood tests and whatnot.

However… After 20 minutes dealing with this shit with no one giving me any answers I'm in desperate need of?

My patience was understandably beginning to run pretty damn thin right now… to the point my temper finally started flare to its very peak...

"... You know…" I started, sarcasm heavy in my tone, getting the two doctors' attention. "As much fun as I'm having with my body being prodded all over for the past twenty or so minutes by this Deutschenstein over here—" I thumbed at the said person behind me, who's currently seated by one of the computer desks in the back of the room.

"IT'S STEIN FRANKLIN!" The German doctor bellowed in retort, whirling around on his wheeled stool, to face me fully.

I duly ignored him.

"Irrelevant, anyhow—"

"Entschuldigung!?(1)" Franklin screamed in outrage in his mother language, the pitch in his voice also increasing a good few tones...

"Ignoring the raging German—"

The said German angrily murmured something to himself through grit teeth.

"Now... can somebody PLEASE start fucking explaining WHAT IN ACTUAL HELL IS GOING ON HERE!? Who or WHAT are you people!? Why the fuck did I wake up in a Morgue!? And most of all—" I pointed at the remaining… individual in here (who's currently doing his own thing, scribbling away something on his notepad) with a finger, to address the eleph— well in this case (literally) the panda, in the room… "How is there a fucking talking Panda!? I don't know, shouldn't you be like; busy eating all the bamboos in China or something!?"

*Tick!* An angry vein popped out in the panda's temple (visible even through all that fur).

"Language young man!" The panda sternly said, in his gruff elderly voice, whilst frowning at me.

I scoffed at him in response. "Oh piss off, panda! You're not the one treated like a damn guinea pig after waking up in a fucking mortuary of all places, butt-ass naked with no fucking idea what's happening around here!"

"Oi! Mind your tone and show some respect to your elders, brat!" Then the one who calls himself Stein, heatedly quipped at me at the back of the room from his station by his computer.

I turned around and gave the German doctor my kindest statement by flipping him off. "Bite me, Wolfenstein!"

"FRANKLIN STEIN!"

"Hey-hey! Newsflash Einstein! Nobody fucking cares!"

Whoa! The guy looks like he's literally seconds away from suffering an aneurysm.

"Ich werde ihn umbringen…(2)" He growled something under his breath, before he snapped his head away from my direction in favor in focusing on the monitor screen before him, although his anger was palpable if the way he was smashing the shit out of the keyboard with his digits was any indication.

I don't know german, but I kinda have a feeling he outright threatened me just now, but whatever the fuck. Though on a non-related sidenote; the Stein over there kinda sounded like Joe Pesci, with the way he's spouting incoherent profanities under breath right now.

The bear's brows twitched in not-so subtle ire at my antics. "You done antagonizing my friend now?" He sarcastically inquired, his tone filled with clear disapproval.

I shrugged with a huff, before I crossed my arms. "For now at least..."

"Huhrensohn…"

I have no idea what the fuck the German behind me just said, but for some reason it gave me this huge urge to punch his fucking lights out!

"Anyhow!" The panda loudly exclaimed, getting my attention solely back to him. A likely attempt to prevent the shit escalating any further between me and the Fuhrerstein. "To answer your questions from earlier." He cleared his throat. "First off; the reason I look like a panda—" He said in deep emphasis on the 'look like' part. "is because of my Quirk. I mean it should be blatantly obvious!" He said in a matter of fact manner, while looking at me as if I was raised under a rock or something...

*twinge* But... something just doesn't add-up… a quirk? I furrowed my brows at the very term. The fuck was that even supposed to mean?

"The fuck do you mean by quirk? The hell does that have anything to do with you looking like one of the most endangered animals on Earth?" I asked, mockingly emphasizing his own words. But still... why the actual hell is that specific word giving me these annoying buzzes in the corner of my mind? It was rather concerning to say in least...

Both doctors immediately stilled in their respective spots, when they heard my response. Yes, even Stein seemed to forget about his little newfound grudge in his moment of shock.

"Y-you… you do not know what a Quirk is?" The panda-doc asked inquisitively, though there was a hint of skepticism in his tone.

I deadpanned at him. "Unless we're talking about people's eccentric personality traits, which I highly doubt, then no..."

The doctors shared a glance between each other, before they turned back to address me fully. "Uhm... w-what is the last thing you remember, Bakugou-kun?" Panda asked.

*twinge* I frowned deeply after hearing the name. "Baku… gou? I-is… is that my name?" I inquired in deep thought, though I wasn't sure whether my question was aimed at the doctor or myself...

And again I felt this immense prickling sensation in the back of my head, as if I should recognize that name, just like how I should recognize the term for Quirk (one that is written with a capital Q apparently)… However somewhere deep inside my subconscious something was telling me the name did NOT belong to me… originally...

So yeah… another red flag has been raised over the hilltops...

At my last response, both doctors looked at each other in tandem.

"Oh dear..." The former of the two remarked worriedly.

-Some minutes and bunch of questions later-

"Hmm, that pretty much settles it… it appears you have a rather severe case of retrograde amnesia, Bakugou-kun..." The panda, concluded after a moment of pondering once he finished bombarding me with all these questions like; what was the last thing I remember, how far in the past, who my relatives are etc.

"Yayyy..." I sarcastically stated in a monotone. Yes, I was quite aware I'm suffering from an amnesia, tell me something that I didn't already know!

The panda duly ignored my remark. "But then again… I shouldn't really be all that surprised, considering how you were… basically dead for solid 7 hours. So brain damage should be pretty much expected… if anything; I'm more surprised at the fact you haven't turned into a vegetable, considering even 10 minutes can be lethal if the brain doesn't receive its oxygen…"

Okay, that one certainly caught me off-guard...

"Wai- wha...? I- I WAS WHAT!?" I sputtered, completely floored.

The doctor met my perplexed gaze. "You've been dead for near half a day, kid... as in; your heart along with the rest of your vitals had ceased to function entirely… So for you to suddenly rise back from the dead as if nothing happened has been… well, to say it was a shocking experience would be a massive understatement…"

I can only figure… Their reactions alone back then tells me enough...

The fluffy doctor then continued. "And that's the reason you were in the morgue in the first place and also what these tests were for. To check your body for any lasting irregularities, so to speak in order to determine whether you are in a safe enough condition to be discharged yet."

He might be a panda, but he seems to be taking this role of a doctor rather seriously, I mused to myself. Well damn, now I feel a bit like an asshole after all the snark I put them through… But can you really blame me considering my situation? Though luckily for them; now that I've released most of my pent up frustration, I feel a lot calmer and much less likely to lash on them... for the time being at least...

"How is that even possible though? Since I highly doubt people coming back to life is exactly a common occurrence… even with, ya know..." I pointed out, tentatively gesturing at the two doctors' rather... unique looks...

Panda let out a small chuckle. "And you would be correct, even with Quirks—" *twinge* My eye twitched in a reflex. "Such anomaly; while possible, it is however exceedingly rare."

Wha!? T-that's actually a possibility!? I was being fucking rhetorical here!

Then the German let out a snort behind me. "With that attitude of his, I wouldn't be surprised he got himself kicked out from afterlife…" I… can honestly see that happening…

A German with a sense of humor… huh, the more you know…

Wait, was I being racist?

"Be it as it is- " Panda started again. "Your situation is certainly something we just can't figure out in scientific terms… All I can come up with is something akin to miracle, considering there's no one in this city, at least none we're aware of, with a Quirk that involves any form of resurrection..." Again with Quirk this and Quirk that...

Oh to hell with it…

I raised a hand as if I was a student, which earned a raised brow from both doctors.

"Yes?" Panda inquired in a curious tone.

"Yeah, uhh…" I narrowed my eyes at the name tag attached on the panda's coat over his chest. It was written in Kanji... "Kumamaru...san?" But I could somehow read it… "Could you finally proceed with the explanation about Quirks? You kinda left that one hanging on me..." I reminded him in a dry tone.

Kaname's(3) eyes widened comically in realization. "Oh right! You see a Quirk is a—" With that Kaname the panda went on his explanation about Quirks, about what they are and how they fit in nowadays society...

I didn't pay all that much attention about most of its history, such as how and when Quirks has first manifested, but in essence from what I've gathered so far; Quirks are basically superpowers, that manifests within an person through the Quirk gene at the age of four. And Quirks are often unique to each individual.

However by the end of this little quirky history lesson… The annoying buzzing and twinges I've been experiencing at certain points from earlier? They came back with vengeance, especially once Kaname started mentioning about Heroes and Villains! And by the end of it I was now seen holding my head in fierce pain, with my fingers digging into my temples with enough force it was a wonder how I didn't draw blood yet.

"Hey… You okay kid?" I'm not sure who asked it, but I had the inkling the culprit was Kaname.

Also for the record; NO! I was NOT feeling okay! It felt as if my head was literally about split open!

People who look like a animals and Halloween attractions?

Guys (me) spontaneously resurrecting?

Quirks?

Villains!?

Heroes!?

Then there was the name, Bakugou…

You know the whole feeling when you got that one word lingering right at the tip of your tongue, but just cannot spit the damn thing out? This was exactly it… only hundred times worse with the killing migraine I'm having!

It also doesn't help my situation with how the questions seems to be only piling up more with each answer I get!

Seriously, what the hell is with this entire situation!? I swear to God, this whole setting is practically straight out of a fucking anime or some bad fanfiction!

…

W-wait...

F-fanfiction?

J-just... hold on... Don't tell me…

I released one of my hands off my scalp, resting it on my lap as I gulped nervously. "O-oi… Doc...?"

Kaname raised the ridge of one of his brows in interest, although his look of concern didn't let up, as I was still holding onto my scalp with my remaining limb. "What is it?"

I bit my lip nervously. "Do I… perchance have this… Quirk as well?"

The panda adjusted his glasses. "Indeed you do, son. And quite impressive one at that." He proclaimed with the kind of smile as if to tell me whatever I have was something to be proud of. He moved over to his desk and digged up a file from one of the piles there. He raised the said file up to his eye level.

"Your Quirk is called, Explosion." *twinge* Oh boy here we go again. The twinge is back and much stronger at that (yay to the rhymes!). Whatever it is I'm missing here; I definitely feel myself reaching closer to it!

"And as the Quirk states it; it allows you to create various explosions, from your palms." *twinge**twinge* Getting hot here!

Then I perked up when an idea struck me. "Hey doc? You got a mirror on you by chance?"

Kaname gave me a curious look, but nonetheless he obliged to my request and pulled out a small handheld mirror out from one of the drawers along the wall and gently handed the said object over to my awaiting palm.

The moment I got the glimpse into the handheld mirror, however—

*Crack!* I froze and felt something cracking… and no it wasn't the mirror I'm holding… It was the flux of specific set of memories finally springing forth and through the confines of my mind.

...

"Motherfucker..." I couldn't help but utter out in disbelief after a moment of silence… If the doctors looked at me oddly, I paid no attention to any of it...

I recognized the face, however I am 100% absolutely certain it did not belong to me! How I know this as a fact you may ask?

This person was not even supposed to be real…

That spiky ash-blond hair...

That hella mean looking face...

Those glaring red orbs...

Those features belonged to a certain character from a famous, fictional anime franchise...

The face reflected in the mirror… It belonged to one, Bakugou motherfucking—

*SLAM!*

"KATSUKI!?"

Then by perfect timing, someone slammed the door open, straight off its hinges!

"Ahh! Mrs. Bakugou! We've been expecting you!" Stein called out from the back with a wave of his arm.

I could only blink stupidly at the woman who just literally broke through the entrance, my face frozen in a strained smile (which no doubt was the face one would make when highly constipated).

M-Mitsuki Bakugou… the mother of the boy, whose skin I'm wearing… was standing right there… her bloodshot eyes locked right onto mine...

Well... fuck...

As I said… A Complete. And. Utter. Clusterfuck…

…

Oh! And one more thing!

FUCK YOU ROOOOOOB!

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TBC

AN - Oh dear, wild Mitsuki Bakugou has appeared!

And as you all can see; SI-Katsuki is one snarky asshole, although unlike canon Katsuki; this one doesn't immediately threaten others with physical violence for practically every little thing. But as you've noticed SI-Katsuki does have particularly vicious tongue on him and once he reaches the certain threshold in stress and agitation; he might just be the snarkiest asshole in existence.

As for the amnesia… well there could be many reasons for it, such as plot convenience, unknown methods for soul transfer (ROB!?), Bakugou's possibly damaged brain for being dead for half the day etc.

But anyhow, till next time! Ta-ta!

(Also OMAKE below)

OMAKE TIME!

Deleted Alternative Scene:

"The Snarky Rotzlöffel..."

"Would you stop calling me panda!?" The elderly doctor sternly reprimanded me, before adjusting his round glasses with a claw. "While I may look like one, I assure you; I'm 100% human being with a proper name, Kumamaru Kaname. My Quirk is a mutation type, that takes after traits of a panda bear. Thus my looks are its results."

I could only deadpan at the panda-doctor-man… "Thanks, but that didn't explain shit… Again, the hell is a quirk? As I doubt it has anything to do with having a more colorful personality?"

"Do you need to cuss so much?" Kaname inquired with a twitch of his eye.

"Do you need to avoid my question?" I threw back at him without missing a beat.

"You snarky little..." Kaname then took a deep breath, and let out a heavy exhale to compose himself. "I'm so getting a drink after I'm done with this shit..." He murmured to himself, rubbing at his temple with one of his hands… paws?

"In essence…" Kaname started, meeting my eyes again. "A Quirk is a superpower, that manifests within an individual through a Quirk gene. Each Quirk is usually unique for each individual, however—"

-One explanation later-

"And that's about it, you with me so far?" Kaname asked me.

"M-more or less..."

"Good, and besides; you too, have one as well" Kaname proclaimed, gesturing his hand at me.

"Huh… I- I do...?" I asked in a perplexed tone.

"Indeed you do, son. To quote your files; your Quirk is called, Explosion." *twinge* My eye twitched in a reflex. Again there was that twinge (and it's getting stronger each time!), nudging me from the back of my subconscious…

Before I could process that any further, Kaname continued with his piece. "And as the Quirk states it; it allows you to create various explosions, from your palms."

*twinge**twinge* You know the feeling when you got that one word lingering right at the tip of your tongue, but just can't seem to spit it out? This was exactly it...

Just what the hell is it!?

"And the same goes with Stein-kun over there. His Quirk is called Muscle Patchwork. It may not be all that effective out in the field in combat against Villains—"*twinge* There it was again! "His skills, while perhaps not suitable for Hero work—" *twinge!* "they are however invaluable within medical field! Sure, while Stein-kun can be considered a bit... grisly on the surface, it is mainly due to the side effect of his Quirk."

"... And his name is Franklin... Stein?"

"... Yes..." The doc panda, answered after a bit of hesitation.

I then turned to fully address the lankier doctor of the two. "... Did your parents hate you or something…?" I couldn't help but ask.

Kaname facepalmed. "Oh my God..." He said under breath, tone filled with tired exasperation.

Franklin other hand threw his hands up with an aggravated scream. "Done! I'm sooo done with this verfickter Rotzlöffel!(4)"

"Gesundheit." I snidely remarked at the German in a nonchalant manner.

Then without another word, Franklin stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him along the way.

"Something I said?" I asked in an innocent manner, and judging by the deadpan look the panda is giving me; he didn't seem to buy it one bit.

Kaname then let out a heavy sigh. "I sooooo need that drink..."

"You and me both, doc." I said with a nonchalant shrug.

He deadpanned at me again. "You're a minor..."

"A minor who has apparently been dead way past anyone's healthy thresholds, so your argument is invalid..."

"I ... I can't even form a response to that one..."

(1) "Excuse you!?"

(2) "I'm going to kill him…"

(3) Katsuki didn't know Kaname's name until this point, which is why he had been referred to as panda for the better part of the chapter.

(4) "Fucking (snot-nosed) brat"