Elections...

Chapter 12 - Elections...

The Midoriya household was a calm and quiet one for the evening. Izuku's mom was currently in the kitchen whipping up something for her son who had grown quite a bit of an appetite over the past few months. Thanks to his quirk he had nothing to worry about when it came to worrying about his weight, but there was a good chance that he would blow through his energy quickly. In the background, Inko Midoriya had left the news channel on in order to have something to listen to until her son came home from school.

"In other news, two bodies were found in an alley just outside of the renown Star labs, the victims appeared to have been subjected to below freezing temperatures by an ice quirk and were found frozen solid. The bodies have been identified as those belonging to two of the scientists working at the lab and assumed to have been attacked as they left for the day. If you are aware of anyone who could have potentially done this, please contact the authorities as soon as possible and help us take this villain off the str-"

Izuku turned off the television as he arrived home and face planted onto the couch. He preferred not hearing about that place due to the history his family had with them, his mother would be even less happy if she were to hear about them.

The day he had just had was one that would serve to satisfy his boredom for at least a few weeks, maybe a few days if he was to be honest. There had been so many different events crammed into one day that he had managed to forget about many of the problems that he had. One of them being, he still had no idea how his speed worked or what had caused him to gain it besides being hit with a bolt of lightning which just didn't seem to cut it.

The green speedster had managed to simply avoid thinking about it fully until the past two days. After seeing the performance put up by his classmates, he became ever so curious to see how each of their quirks worked. Each quirk that he had seen at UA had a scientific reasoning behind how it worked. Every single last one was explainable and his was not, his was the odd one out, again.

You've pt the least amount of thought into your quirk despite having it for a significant amount of time. The doctors had no explanation for this and there's like two other places that have any chance at figuring out how exactly you work. One is the school that you go to...the other is a worldwide laboratory that has a whole subdivision to telling people how their quirk work and then doing their own set of 'off the books' tests….its also home to potential murder victims according to the news….

Groaning in frustration Izuku rolled over to stare into the ceiling, trying to recall all the events that he had experienced earlier in the day. The boy had tried keeping his mind under control after going on a test run with Cisco but after seeing a higher level student he was simply shocked at what he saw….

Earlier at UA:

Mirio Tagata, otherwise known as 'Tin-Tin' in the mind of Izuku Midoriya, had just successfully saved two first year students without much difficulty. 'Much' was the key word in that sentence as the bones, tendons, and muscles in his right hand bothered him with such pain that he was finding it harder and harder to maintain his smile. The blonde boy was positive that he had gone a bit overboard with the power levels of his newest quirk passing just over what hehad been was his maximum threshold. Right now he was working on maintaining 20% as his maximum power which on its own was a massive challenge, causing his bones to feel as if they could break at any moment.

Had he not been trained for months in the art of controlling his quirk by the previous holder of the quirk, the young hero in-training wouldn't have been able to control even a fraction of the power. There was a good chance that he would've gone all out on the boulder if he hadn't learned that the hard way, the scarring on his hand was a constant reminder of this.

"Are both of you alright!" He turned to the two newer students with a smile on his face and his hands to his waist, just like All Might stood. "I was just coming in for a training session when I saw the boulder coming at you so I had to act…"

"Which hero are you? Are you related to All Might? What quirk was that?" Before his mind could stop him, Izuku's mouth went on its own and began to barrage his savior with questions. He had been out of the loop for a while when it came to new heroes so there was no saying how long this one had been around for….that would have been the case if he had become a hero.

"Ummm….well...I'd like to be called 'Le Million' when I do finally go on to become a hero. I'm only a third year so I'm not really able to even become a sidekick just yet...after this school year things will probably look up but not for now….as for All Might…" The blonde put a hand behind his head as he tried recalling the lie that he had been told to repeat should this situation arise with anyone, but all he could draw were blanks. "I don't think we're related...though that would be pretty cool…can you imagine being related to the Symbol of Peace"

"What about that quirk? Is it an emitter type quirk because it doesn't look to be a mutant type since you look the same and that also throws transformation types out the windows as well. That boulder was massive and you were able to reduce it to dust in a matter of milliseconds by punching it, how?" Cisco had decided to join in on the conversation now that he had found his voice after overcoming the amazement of seeing the boulder reduced to nothing.

"Ah well….Wait! What are both of your names? You know mine so I feel that it would be fair for me to know yours as well…" He was attempting to deflect the question about his quirk due to the 'condition' that he had. Should they ever learn about his primary quirk they would probably know that it simply didn't match what h had just displayed to them.

Luckily, his ruse worked and was able to throw the scent off him for just a while longer. The 'kids' weren't expecting this and had in turn become a bit nervous thinking that they weren't suppose to be there. Obviously, they weren't suppose to be there without supervision from an instructor but Mirio knew how it felt to be new and want to explore the rest of the campus.

"I-I'm Izuku Midoriya from the heroics department…." Izuku was proud of himself for being able to get out such a sentence in front of such a gifted individual with relative confidence.

"And I'm Francisco Ramon most gifted mind in the Support course with about three references to popular culture per minute! Also please don't go rat us out to the teachers. We were only testing out some new equipment for Flash's suit!"

"It's alright….I'm not going to tattle on both of you. If you want to join me in my training then you can since I want to see what this new class has to offer…." This offer would probably catch their attention and build up his reputation among the younger years who were currently oblivious of who he was.

Izuku gawked at the offer and pointed to himself in confusion seriously wondering if he was being messed with or something along those lines. He was still on his second day and now he was being offered to train alongside an older, probably more experienced role model of what it meant to be a hero.

"W-w-who me?" His awkward stutter began to kick in as he tried his best to get it to go away as to not embarrass him in front of one who would very clearly be a great hero in the future. It was only a matter of time for that to happen and when it did, he wanted to be remembered as a good student who helped out in the training process.

"Of course! Also what type of name is 'Flash' I don't think I've heard of a name like that in a hero...? Pretty cool though" Izuku face palmed as his savior assumed that his chosen hero name was something that Cisco had come up with a mere moment.

"It's a name that I came up within a few minutes after seeing him perform in the battle trial today.." Cisco intervened and explained the origins of that nickname. "You should have seen him today out there...he is no doubt one of the top students in that class with his quick, tactics and speed. He was in and out in flash more like a really green blur but it was just awesome to watch."

The holder of "One For All" looked at the speedster with great interest wondering where he could possibly get his hands on the tapes of the first years performance. From what the support kid had described, the first battle seemed to have been quite an interesting event that should be watched whenever one could get the chance.

"Also Izuku I need to test the suit's defensive and offensive capabilities to see if I need to make any changes besides the wrist brace. Just spar with 'wonder boy' here for a while so I can get all the needed data and we'll be all good…" Cisco added some more of his input before running away from the two of the powerhouses eager to see what would come of this.

Mirio smiled at his younger counterpart and gave him a thumbs-up to show that he didn't need to worry about anything truly, after all this was just to see what experience could give to a person. Midoriya swallowed the saliva that had been collecting in his mouth before adjusting his goggles to the right position on his face. This was completely unexpected...

"AND FIGHT…!" Cisco called out from a distance indicating the commencement of the 'friendly' sparring session. There was nothing for just a moment, then...everything went off at once. For a mere moment, there was quiet before a loud bang went off signaling the commencement of the battle between the older and the younger student. For a mere moment, everything seemed to be in balance.

If one were to ask Cisco of what he saw that day, he probably wouldn't be able to answer that since there was simply to much going on in the span of a short amount of time to explain fully. What his goggles were able to record truly wasn't as much as he would've wished but it was enough to know that the two current students before him were going to be wonders to be marveled...

Izuku Midoriya decided that after the day he had on the second day of school, there could be no possible way for his life to go anymore sideways. Maybe, just maybe, he expected a day where he could simply relax and go through the entirety of his day without suffering any unnecessary headaches. But the universe really wasn't up to helping Izuku out for today, maybe someday but not today.

Like he had been the two past days, the possibly fastest person in the world was somehow late once again. This in no way is to be blamed on my quirk, its just that I was completely wiped from yesterday and my body needed more time to recover from all the strain I've been putting it through. This in no way means that I'm just making my tardiness a habit.

Just as he had done the past two days, Izuku caused the world around him to go at a fraction of its usual speed so that he would be able to get out of the house ready and on time. On time was actually pretty relative since he was never technically been marked late by his homeroom teacher. He was too much of a softy for him to turn against his pupil.

As Izuku brought the world back to normal speed, he straightened out his tie and proceeded to exit through the front door. Front door was key as he had accidentally tried testing out his time dilation technique by jumping out the window and onto the floor below. It wasn't pretty but he healed fast so it was all in the past.

The speedster placed his homemade green goggles over his eyes just slightly disappointed that he couldn't take his hero suit goggles with him due to Cisco wanting to make some modifications after he went over all the information that the two had collected. The tech wizard had told him that he should get it by tomorrow as he worked fast and effectively. Till then, the original ones would have to do just fine, they had served him well up till now...

As usual, Izuku ran at speeds that would\get people to wonder why there was a small supersonic car passing through a crowded street. Similarly, Izuku used his speed to continue stopping small accidents here and there as he had begun doing since his first day of class. You know, this is actually pretty fun if you think about it….saving civilians without being a hero just yet all while running at neck-break speeds. There truly can't be anything more fun than this…

As he continued his journey to the UA campus, Izuku noticed something quite odd about his usual entrance. First, it was clearly obstructed by some sort of obstacle which was quite unclear at the moment. Second, The main gate was down as if someone who wasn't a student had attempted to go into the premises. Third, he was getting closer and closer to the school without a way in which was beginning to be more and more concerning.

Thinking….thinking….thinking….got something! Let's see...If I can pick up enough speed I can try running alongside the wall and then when I reach the top I'll have to use my hands to jump over the edge and I'll be able to try to run back down if I'm able to keep the same speed going down as I come down. If all works I should be there in moments else I'll end up as a puddle on the ground….

Running in a wide arc, Izuku ran around the entire group of what he now saw as reporters and other versions of the media. His passing of them was followed by a large gust of wind which knocked a few off balance and onto the floor where they looked at Izuku's running figure in utter awe. Others looked slightly annoyed by him but they really weren't able to see him due to his sudden pass.

Running within arms length of the famous UA wall, Izuku readied himself mentally by repeating UA's mantra over and over again. GO BEYOND, PLUS ULTRA! GO BEYOND, PLUS ULTRA! GOOOOO!

Making a sharp ninety degree turn, the late student took a step on the wall and then another, and another. His feet kept on moving not allowing him to slow down even for a second knowing full well what would happen if he did. Instead, he ran without a thought to it. His feet moved one in front of the other getting him higher and higher up the wall where he could be seen by more and more of the members of the media.

As he reached the top of the wall, the boy took hold of the edge and pulled himself over onto the other side of the wall. Here he twisted so that his feet were once again on the wall and he continued running down. With a drop of about ten to twenty feet, Izuku preferred to simply scale the wall downwards instead of potentially injuring his leg, he still had class after this.

Coming down onto the ground which he so very much loved, Izuku ran off to class to get a scolding from Eraserhead on the topic of his tardiness. It would probably go along the lines of him being so fast yet so slow at the exact same time. Aizawa always did have an odd sense of humor when it came to these things…

Before entering his homeroom, Izuku obviously stopped in order to put his uniform back into working condition as right now he looked like a tornado had spit him out. His clothes had luckily been sprayed with something that Cisco had given him to make them resistant to the crazy speeds that he went and make it so he wouldn't need to get a new pair each time he tried going for a run.

Adjusting his tie once more, Izuku opened the door, closed the door and sped towards his seat in the matter of a second hoping that no one would notice his sudden appearance. That, however, couldn't be less of what happened as he tripped into his blue haired classmate who was giving a very enticing speech about democracy and the right to vote or something along those lines.

The speedster was able to recover quickly and pick himself up in the same amount of time that it took him to fall while Iida kinda stayed on the floor with a look on his face that seemed to show anger, embarrassment and simple, utter confusion. It was an interesting expression which he could have appreciated in great detail if for the small fact that he was late to class once again.

"Hey Iida! I'm very sorry for bumping into you, I was just trying….you know it doesn't matter...Need a hand?" Izuku offered his friend a hand in turn after giving up on explaining his situation as that was pretty pointless at the moment.

"Thank you Midoriya! Your apology is accepted, but I must say that you are making your tardiness too much of a habit to be considered healthy for your career as a hero." As he always did, Tenya Iida tended to be a bit formal if not critical when it came to talking about Izuku. It wasn't that he meant to make him feel less, he just wanted him to be the best hero that he could be.

"Yeah…" There really wasn't much that he could say about that. As Izuku looked to the front of the classroom he noticed that Eraserhead was sound asleep in his signature sleeping bag leaning against a wall. The rest of the class looked at him as if they were waiting for something which would come pretty soon, he only needed to see what it was. "Soo...What exactly are we doing?"

"We're voting for a class representative you Dumbass!" Bakugou yelled from his seat which was for some odd reason located directly in front of his own. "If you weren't late for being a Deku you would've known that." As always, Kachan wasted no time bringing up his childhood nickname which was just beginning to get old for him.

Speeding to his seat, without hitting anyone this time, Izuku waiting patiently as Iida went on about the procedure of how they were to vote for their representative. If Izuku was to be honest, this whole representative thing seemed to be something that could be pretty interesting if he did try to go for it.

"Each person will receive a single valet for which they will write the name of the person that they wish to be our representative. This could be your own name if you believe that you should be right for the job. After all the votes are counted, there will be a secondary election in which the top two students will give the reasons that they should be class 1-A's representative and then we will vote once again. Is that clear to everyone..?"

Iida's crash course of democracy was pretty good to say the least as it made Izuku wonder who he should vote for. Iida would be a good candidate since he seems to be pretty into this whole class representative thing so I suppose that he would be an ideal option. There's also Shinsou though...he has the mind of a thinker and a good planner which I think would be quite good for the class. Lets flip a coin for this….

The indecisive teen pulled a coin out of his pocket, flipped it, and scribbled down a name on the paper which he had been given only a moment before by Iida. Election done completely by chance, this seems like it could go somewhere…

The boy let his mind wander as the rest of his class pondered over who they should vote for. Each of them wanted to be the one chosen, but they knew that they had yet to accomplish anything that would gain them the loyalty of the rest of their classmates to vote for them. This in turn made it so that their minds wandered over to the first match of the previous day….those were the people who were fit to serve the class in the best form

I'm number two in votes? How did I get seven votes, this makes no sense...I should have a significant amount less...who would vote for me that is…? I mean Shinsou's votes speak for themselves as people were able to see what he did yesterday so I can live with that…

Coming in at second had been Izuku with five of the nineteen available votes while his classmate, Shinsou, had six of them which showed just how much of an impact he had made. The purple haired teen had obviously shown that he was more than capable of handling himself and these votes were just another example of it.

"Thank you all to those who voted for me and to those who considered voting for me...I cannot truly say what I will do if I were to become the class representative so I will not make any empty promises…I can say that I'll try my best to not let any of you down…" Shinsou stood from his desk behind Midoriya and gave his small speech before taking his seat once again.

Out of respect and admiration for their classmate, the class broke into applause and smiles. Wow that was a really good and honest speech….he could very easily be a government figure or something along those….Why is everyone staring at me? Oh...I have to make a speech don't I...well this is odd….

"Umm….w-w-well….I think that I c-could make a class representative if you were to allow me to do so...I honestly have no idea what the Class Representative does so….yeah...I'll try to hold class 1-A's ideals if I were to win…." Izuku's speech, unlike Shinsou's, lacked much confidence and ended with the boy red in face. He sat down slowly as he realized exactly what he had said and how little thought there seemed to be in there. Damn you public speaking...I hate you so much…

Once again, the class were given slips of paper and through the process of democracy...one of the candidates with green hair came out as the vice-president to the purple haired mastermind. The final tally was nine votes in favor of Izuku against ten to Shinsou. Wow a whole nine people voted for me...that feels pretty good right now….

Being ushered to the front by the the rest of the class, Izuku stood beside Hitoshi as the two smiled at there classmates thanking them for the trust that they had been given. It was something that would have to be given in the next three years of school with each and everyone of them.

"So who won?" Coming out of his cocoon like sleeping bag, the homeroom teacher asked with boredom and general uninterest. He took one look at Izuku before giving him one of his odd smiled as he lifted his hair from his face. He motioned to the two boys to return to their seats before whispering something that only Izuku could hear "Oh...good job against golden boy by the way, it was fun to watch…"

How does he know…?!

Before anyone could question the statement, the bell rang indicating the students that it was time for them to go to their next class. Izuku was the last one to leave class as he needed to return to his seat first,, but on the way out he was thrown a note by Aizawa. The teacher only returned to his sleeping bag not wanting to talk to the teen. Pulling out the note on his way to the locker rooms, the boy read:

'Your form was extremely sloppy and you relied too heavily on the speed advantage you had. You were lucky to get the blows in that you did and lastly you need to do something about about how you stop. Its ineffective and simply doesn't work. See me after school for our renewed sparring sessions.'

Mentally trying to burn a hole into the head of Eraserhead, Izuku realized that such action would be inappropriate and simply decided to go with the rest of the class and put on his PE uniform. It would do him no good to argue with his teacher on this matter. His day would only be longer and more exhausting which was becoming usual for him,

Outside the gates of UA, a hooded figure stood among the rest of the people who were waiting to interview the Symbol of Peace. He had other intentions concerning that same figure which he had disclosed many times to his closest companion. It had always been him killing the symbol who had made his life devoid of so much. That would be a plan for later, today he just needed to get his hands on the school schedule.

Today something had changed in that vision he had. Today he had been able to see a student running in late through the side of the wall. They, for one reason or the other, had caught his eye and marked themselves as a target. Whoever they were, it was a guaranteed that the two of them would be meeting in the near future….

...It was inevitable...