1 Years later

The afternoon was largely a peaceful one in a small, quaint town in Japan. The sun shined bright in the clear blue sky, warming the white and blue colored homes with birds tweeting from their place in the trees between homes and on the streets.

"C'MON, IZUKU! IF WE CANNOT COMPLETE OUR HUNDRED LAPS AROUND THE CITY ON OUR FEET THAN WE SHALL TRY AGAIN ON OUR HANDS!" A rich, masculine voice belted out to his protege.

The voice belonged to an older man in a green and white striped tracksuit with blue shoes. He stood at a neck-bending six feet tall with two thick, yet-perfectly-plucked eyebrows, a black bowl cut that gleamed under the sun, and a suspiciously white smile that was on full display as he ran with his apprentice.

"YES, GUY-SENSEI! I WILL FINISH THIS LAST LAP BEFORE EVEN YOU!" The apprentice a young boy in a green and blue striped tracksuit with white shoes. short mess of fluffy dark-green hair, and a suspiciously white smile that was on full display as he ran with his Sensei

"YOSH! IZUKU, YOUR FLAMES OF YOUTH ARE RAGING LIKE A WILDFIRE!" The man, Guy-Sensei, answered passionately. "IF YOU BEAT ME TO THE DOJO, IZUKU, I PROMISE TO TEACH YOU THAT NEW MOVE AS YOUR FLAMES OF YOUTH WOULD THEN BE READY!"

The man smiled to himself as he began to speed up. The boy, Izuku, let off a "YOSH!" before pumping his legs harder to match his sensei's long stride.

He and his sensei were in the last stretch before they reached the dojo, a straight away street, and they were neck and neck. A few more blocks and they'd be there. Izuku could literally see the green roof of the dojo in the distance. He couldn't lose now with his goal within sight!

Izuku dug deep, pushing his legs to go even faster. His heart pounded in his chest and his legs burned, but he ignored it all to go faster and faster. Street signs blurred by as He pulled ahead. It was one step then two and then he was an arm's length ahead of his sensei. Izuku couldn't help smiling as he ran, the sweet feeling of triumph filling him. He would do it!

To his dismay, he heard his sensei's footsteps quicken from behind him. He could feel his sensei beginning to close the gap, but Izuku refused! He forced his legs to move even faster, the wind began whooshing in his ears and he felt his hair flopping back. The street became a blur with how fast he was going.

His sensei wasn't one to make things easy, and he started running faster, nearly matching Izuku pace easily it seemed. Izuku didn't dare risk a glance at his sensei and put his focus into jeopardy. No, he'd win this contest of youth and show Guy-Sensei that he was ready for the new technique.

Izuku clenched his teeth and threw one foot in front of the other as fast as he could, he powered through the burn in his legs. Faster he ran until he felt he could go no faster. This was it - this was as fast as he could go, but Sensei was getting faster.

And he was almost there. The wide green-roofed dojo sat underneath the big winding cherry blossom tree that awaited its season to blossom.

Izuku reached deep, through the exhaustion and the pain and found...something.

Something that he couldn't see but he could feel. Feel it warm with energy that sent tingles down his spine and snapped with the crackle of a fire. Izuku reached for it, felt its touch, and was born again.

Like he'd been struck with a lightning bolt, Izuku felt supercharged. Like he'd been given a new pair of lungs and legs. And he ran faster than before, faster than Sensei. His legs were eating up the sidewalk, his peripherals were nothing but a blurred mess of color and he felt so go-

He tripped and suddenly he was sailing through the air. It felt like time had slowed down, as he sailed and over end through the air. He looked and could see Sensei, Crystal clear in his sweatsuit. He looked surprised with a slightly gaping mouth. Izuku guessed him suddenly tripping would be surprising.

Then he saw the sun. And its heat, its power connected with something in him and he felt like how the sun felt for a moment. Bright and powerful.

Then he slammed butt first into the grass and the moment was over. Izuku found himself gasping for breath as his backside throbbed in pain. His lungs grabbed for breath so hard he choked and coughed. His mouth felt dry and his tongue felt like he hadn't gotten a drink of water in days. What was that feeling just then? Where did that energy come from? Has he...

But no, there was no way. Izuku felt his breath hitch in his throat as his thoughts ran wild. He'd never felt like that before. Maybe his chance had come!

Izuku forgot about his fatigue and tried to recreate that feeling before he lost it. He closed his eyes and tried to remember how it all felt. There was this hot, electrifying energy like he'd been supercharged. It couldn't be that hard to find again if it was a Quirk, right?

"Izuku,"

All he had to do was find it again. Reach deep and find that spot of energy that made him feel like the sun. Maybe it was a Quirk that had to do with fire. The Heat would make sense then.

"Izuku, stop."

Or maybe it was electricity? Something that would charge him up and make him unstoppable surely, and then he could-

"Izuku!"

A pair of heavy hands clamping down on his shoulders jarred Lee from his task. Izuku opened his eyes to see his sensei staring at him with his brows furrowed and staring at him intently.

Izuku felt a flash of irritation shoot through him. He was so close! He could feel it. Why did Sensei interrupt him?

Sensei took his hands off Izuku shoulders and folded them over his knee. Izuku realized he was still on his butt in the grass and Guy-Sensei had come over to kneel next to him. Wasn't he just down the street?

Wait, this was perfect. He had such good news!

"Sensei you won't believe it," Izuku felt a smile break out across his face. "I think I've found it."

Sensei raised a thick brow in confusion, and Izuku couldn't believe his Sensei wasn't getting the message.

"A Quirk Sensei," Izuku said and sensei's confusion cleared up in a snap. "I think I found my Quirk. I can't believe it!"

Izuku looked up at the sky, letting the beautiful blue, and watched the soft white wisps float by for a moment. Imagining not for the first time what it would be like to have a Quirk.

Sensei cleared his throat to get Izuku attention. "What," Sensei started off slowly. "Did it feel like Izuku?" He asked.

Izuku thought about it and found the answer easily enough. He'd remember that moment forever.

"It felt like I'd found a well of starlight - like the sun but smaller," he said, then paused trying to find the words. He needed to explain it just right so his Sensei wouldn't think he was crazy. "It felt like fire - hot and bright.- tingly, in an odd way. It felt like I had all my energy restored at that moment like we hadn't spent the day running laps around town."

Izuku looked expectantly to his Sensei, waiting, and watching to see how he'd react. To his building disappointment, his Sensei tucked in his lips and looked away. Izuku knew that look and felt all his hopeful cheer begin to leak away.

"This, this isn't like those other times, Sensei," Izuku tried to explain, clinging onto the hope in his chest. "I know what I felt. This time was different. It was unreal. If you'd felt it, you'd be," Izuku trailed off as he remembered the feeling again.

It was entrancing how good it felt. Izuku had to feel like that again.

"Amazed?" His sensei's sudden question knocked him for a loop. "Astonished? Awe-stricken?"

By this point his Guy had looked back over at him, eyes soft but expression stern like how he looked when he was starting a lesson.

"Am I hitting the mark with any of those?" Guy asked and Izuku nodded. It was kind of scary how on the nose his Sensei was. How did he know what it felt like when, to the extent of Izuku knowledge, his Sensei didn't have a Quirk like him? It was one of the reasons they connected so well.

"It's as I thought," Guy said ominously. He humphed as he got up from a knee, offering Izuku a hand up as well. Izuku took it and was brought to his feet easily.

"What do you mean, Sensei? Are you not excited that I finally found my Quirk?" He asked, and his Sensei only shook his head. Izuku didn't understand why. "This could mean my dream of being a hero is-"

"Isn't any more or less attainable than what it was before, Izuku," Guy interrupted, his voice drowned out anything Izuku had to say. "This doesn't change anything because what you feel isn't a Quirk."

It took Izuku a couple of moments to fully register what he'd just heard. He blinked a couple times, mind spinning in a confusing mess. He.. how could Guy-Sensei just say something like that? Izuku knew what he felt wasn't like anything he felt before. It was a Quirk; it had to be a Quirk.

"Let's go inside," Guy-sensei said, turning and proceeding to do just as he said. "You no doubt have questions, and you did best me in this race. It's only fair you receive your reward before the day is over."

Thoughts tumultuous, Izuku followed his Sensei inside, not exactly feeling like he'd won anything.

It was with a subdued air the teacher and student settled across from each other. They wore matching dark green gi and black belts around their waist.

Inside the dojo was simple yet nice. The floor was made up of light brown wood that gleamed under the lights and ran throughout the house all the way down the halls into their rooms.

Ornamental weapons and a few pictures decorated the white walls and potted plants rested in the corners or by the windows where they could get sunlight. To the right was a hallway leading into the bedrooms, the left led to the field outside.

A painting of a white tiger and a grey elephant rested on opposing walls of the dojo, one fierce and ferocious, the other stalwart and indomitable. They were the two animals Guy-sensei felt represented his fighting style the most, and so he had them painted on the walls. Between the two animals and in the middle of the main area of the dojo was the Mat.

It was a big built-in khaki-colored tatami mat that served as the practice area and classroom. It wasn't as hard as the wood but not as soft as other padded mats Izuku had felt. It was at least soft enough to fall asleep on after passing out on it.

Sensei and student sat across from each other on their knees, hands resting on their thighs.

"Alright, Izuku," Guy-sensei began and Izuku paid rapt attention, "What have I told you about your spirit, Izuku? Your chakra? Explain it to me in your own words."

Izuku took a moment and thought back to his previous lessons with Guy-Sensei. "Spirit is the fuel that drives the body," He said confidently. "It runs throughout your body thanks to invisible Chakra pathways that lead to eight different Gates. It grows through meditation and the breathing techniques you have me cool down with. This is, of course, all meta-physical. Chakra has no real impact on the physical body."

Guy nodded looking serious. He was in lecture mode now. "Good job, Izuku, but you're incorrect that it doesn't impact the physical body."

Izuku didn't understand. He thought it was all metaphysical. The spiritual side wasn't meant to interact with the physical. Chakra and the Eight Gates were something he imagined to help him meditate.

His confusion must've been palpable because Sensei started to explain more.

"It is of no surprise to me that you've come to that conclusion because I haven't told you the whole truth," Guy revealed to Izuku surprise. "Chakra is real, but unlike a Quirk, to use it, you must earn it. That power you felt earlier? The fire and rush of energy? That was you reaching for your Chakra." Guy told him.

Izuku eyes went wide with shock. His heart knocked against his ribs. Was sensei really saying what he thought? Did this mean...

"So, it's powerful?" Izuku asked, growing eager. "How do I earn it Sensei? Use it? What must I do?"

"The only way to utilize the Chakra in our bodies is to learn the Eight Gates Technique. It-"

"Then teach me, Sensei please!" Izuku interrupted. "I'm willing to do whatever it takes to become a Hero. I can do it, I know I can. Give me the chance!"

"Izuku!" Sensei rarely raised his voice, but when he did it boomed like hitting one of those big marching band drums. Izuku swallowed thickly and tried his best to calm down. He knew it wasn't respectful to interrupt, but just thinking about it made him antsy. He didn't care what warnings sensei had to give about it because they didn't matter. He was going to become a hero no matter what it took.

"Patience. let me explain because this is important," He said and Izuku nodded. "The Eights Gates isn't something to be taken lightly. You've just turned 13, so your body should be prepared to undergo the training process, but it isn't easy. I will go into more detail later, but the amount of work to utilize the Eight Gates effectively is greater than anything you've dealt with so far, and," Sensei paused here, and his face sort of grimaced. "The price of using it is too high for some to pay."

"I'll pay it, sensei, I will."

"Izuku," Sensei's expression softened. "You don't know what you're signing up for. Allow me to explain-"

"I don't care!"

Guy-sensei stopped short. Izuku felt his hands shake, his eyes burn with unshed tears, but he kept talking anyway.

"I don't care, sensei, I just don't," Izuku said. "Becoming a Pro-Hero is my dream - you know that. It doesn't matter what the cost of using the Eight Gates is. I won't back down from the challenge. Not now, not ever!"

Izuku wiped his eyes and stared hard at the floor. It didn't matter what the obstacle was in his way. He would become a Pro Hero, and he'd save lives just like Guy-sensei did his.

"Heh," Izuku head snapped up at hearing his sensei's chuckle. Guy-Sensei was smiling at him and Izuku felt his heart jump in his chest.

"You never fail to surprise me, Izuku. I can see your determination from here; your flames of youth continue to burn bright. I also see there is no changing your mind, so I think a demonstration will serve as great motivation," Guy said.

Guy-sensei indicated for Izuku to back up and give him some space. Izuku moved to the back edge of the Mat and sat down to watch.

Izuku looked on in wonder. He dared not take a breath as his sensei slid his feet apart into a Horse stance. He watched transfixed as Guy-Sensei tucked his arms to his sides and bent them at a 90-degree angle. Sensei closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. His stance was carved from stone, nothing moved besides his chest as it rose with each breath he took.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

That's when Izuku began to feel...something. As if the very air started to become alive and charged with some type of energy. The hair on his arms rose, and Izuku pulse quickened in response like he was experiencing a surge of adrenaline. The air around sensei started to vibrate and Izuku felt the Mat tremble. He felt a sudden breeze pass through his hair when he knew the doors and windows were shut.

Then, light blue wisps of some kind of energy or light begin to rise from Guy's body. His whole body began to be outlined with the blue energy. Was this Chakra?

The very air around him looked to be picking up speed as his hair began to slowly rise in defiance of gravity. Izuku couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Fourth Gate: Gate of Pain, open!" Guy-Sensei yelled.

Sensei erupted in a shockwave of power.

The shout set off what felt like tornado force winds and Izuku struggled to stay upright. His hair began whipping back and everything inside of the dojo from the lights to the weapons on the walls began to shake and rattle. Izuku had to squint and shield his eyes to even keep sight of Guy-sensei.

His heart pounded in his ears and his knees shook from the power his sensei was giving off. There, wreathed in an green, ethereal cloak of Chakra, stood Guy-Sensei. His bowl cut straight up and his Gi flapped violently. His skin looked an angry red with veins bulging out from near his eyes that shined a bright white like the 12 o'clock sun. Izuku couldn't believe what he was seeing. Was this all really happening?

"Though you are without a Quirk, Izuku, that doesn't mean your dream is any less obtainable!" Guy yelled over the powerful wind. "Believe in yourself, Izuku, and let your flames of your explode! You can be a Hero without a Quirk!"

Izuku prostrated himself until his forehead met the mats. He clenched his eyes shut felt the power resonate within him just like he felt earlier. Sensei was right! It was time to work even harder than before! He would prove that he did not need a quirk to become a great Hero.

"Guy-Sensei!" He yelled over the powerful winds to his sensei. "Teach me!" He pleaded with all what he was.

Izuku heard the winds die down and heard his sensei walk over to him. He looked up to see his sensei's kind smile and bushy eyebrows just like so long ago. Guy-sensei pulled him to his feet and gave him his signature thumbs up and brilliant smile.

"You got it, Izuku," He said. "Now, c'mon, my beloved pupil," Guy prompted eyes ablaze with an unmatched fiery passion. "Wipe your eyes and let us begin! We've got a lot of work ahead of us if we want to make sure you're ready for the U.A. Entrance Exam."

Izuku rubbed at his eyes and scrambled to his feet, his flames of youth burning brighter than ever before.

"Yes, Guy-Sensei!"

"That's the spirit, Izuku!"
Ended of chapter 2
Hop you like this chapter let me know you want a update this story

[There should be a GIF or video here. Update the app now to see it.]