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My Hero Academia: Tropic Thunder

Denki Kaminari is no more, in this verse, he's a exchange student from South America. A complete overhaul (:D) of the character in my mind. Artistic liberties in regards of individual abilities will seem familiar, as I will take inspiration - if not a complete rip-off - of other lightning users of other animes. My first ever fic, try not to die from cringe.

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New Game

-Kaminari POV-

I woke up startled by the alarm, managed to wrap my leg on the sheet and fall off face first in the cold floor. I'm still having trouble adapting to the timezone, oddly enough, being here three months now should've been enough time but I guess not. Oh well, onwards to the the bathroom.

The hot shower was great, being away from the hot-humid climate of Tropic Paradise has it's perks: Being able to actually enjoy a hot shower, for example. I go to the sink and finish getting dry. As I go towards my wardrobe I see my reflection on the mirror, realizing Dad's plan had succeded in making me a presentable specimen. 185cm tall at 15 years old is not too shabby, nowhere near his intimidating 205cm height though.

Dad is a former hero, retired due to injuries, he wanted me to keep on the legacy of our family to always have one hero per generation so he always kept me in a training regiment even after the incident. So no surprises to see my body being actually well built for someone my age. The blond hair is not by choice, after my quirk manifested my hair went from full black to yellow at the tips in weeks, it's not bad but the colour doesn't exactly match with my tanned brown skin tone. The collar is there whether I like it or not, the rashes went away but it still itches.

I look at the time, better dress up and to U.A we go. "Are you having fun?", "Is this your way to forget about what you did?" Just like an old friend they're always back, the guilt swaddles in and makes me wonder if it's fair to even have a reason to be optimist after what I've done. Ana's birthday is next week, she would've been 7 years old. I up the volume of air pods before the tears settle, Lo-fi has its ways to take me out of reality.

Here we are, U.A high school. It has such an imponent presence, no wonder all top grade heros came from here. Like me, many others are here for the entrance exam, I do wonder who amongst them will be my classmates. Funny figures come by, I like to observe for any odd quirks manifested, though could only see a green haired boy floating next to a girl so I made my way in.

The written exam was smooth, the japanese classes so I could watch anime without subtitles paid off. The physical check was also done, I was very nervous for some reason but everything went out alright in the end. A hero by the name of Present Mic is giving us the introduction lecture, though I can't concentrate much because of that floaty green haired boy -guess his name is Deku, heard the guy next to him called him that- murmuring like crazy. He was reprimanded by stern dude with glasses, felt bad for him, he was clearly a fanboy and was just overexcited.

...

The test grounds could be proof that U.A is a money laundery scheme, an entire prop city and robots? Even if they have heroes doing this for them, the tax problems their financial department must face... We all get ready, well... all but that Deku guy, his enthusiasm on the auditorium gave place to fear and anxiety, you could see it in his face, poor lad. But have to set him aside now so I can remember what I've planned: No exaggerations, you don't want to atract unwanted attention, you heard about Japan's villain abductions of prominent students.

My strategy meeting with myself is cut short by Present Mic's loud "Begin". Since the collar restrains my quirk to a 20% maximum capacity, I have to work smart and target the high value prizes to guarantee a head-start so I can focus on rescues. Activating my quirk takes no effort nowadays, soon my body turns into a quite literal biological power plant, my reflexes are heightned, so was my reaction time, I wish I get to slow down time, but didn't quite get there... Yet.

Minor sparks fly by as I cloack my body with a electric field, by focusing power on my legs, I can move very fast. I rush through everyone, even the speedster Ilda, and find my first robot patch to destroy. Coating lightning in my fists was the very first thing my father taught us "[...] to imbue your hands with lightning, your punches will become ten times stronger [...]"

*Thunderous noises*

I remembered him saying it as I destroyed my first robot. Punching metal hurts, of course, though the rapid regeneration by doing macro recoveries certainly helps, I prefer to not injure myself. Frying the other two robot's circuits by resting my hands on them was way more effective.

Once robots became scarce, time to switch to rescues, though it didn't took long before the big bad robot showed up, the 0-point obstacle was a sight to see, towering over the tallest buildings. The plan was to watch out for any students caught on debris to get my rescue score up, but in what I can only describe as a turn of events, Deku guy rushed towards the robot, JUMPED at it, and PUNCHED the robot in the FACE! I was in so much awe seeing that menacing figure crumble that I didn't even realize the Deku guy was falling to his death with three limbs broken, thankfully the girl he was trying to rescue saved him by... Slapping him in the face and throwing up rainbows.

And so the exam ended. I didn't get to do friends on the first day so I just go back home. Ana's portrait is the only one I have to talk since arriving here. I told her about the exam, the robots, the Deku guy, wondered what she would think if I befriended him, maybe she would be happy I made new friends. I called my parents to tell the news, though a voice message would've been the same, silence was everything I could hear besides the starting "good job" and the final "I should go". I wiped the tears of my face and hit the shower, now I must wait for the results.

-The narrative POV and Kaminari's POV have differents tones, you may see. Kaminari is putting actual effort into trying to restart his life and be optimistic. Narrative will follow it's own cadence and heaviness as I see fit.

I will try not to mess with the canon too much that becomes too much to bear. I hate rewriting histories to the point that it's all about me. This story in particular may be about Kaminari, but MHA is still about Midoriya being the main character.

-The "..." may reference to a short timeskip or change of POVs.

- The "*thundering noises* is a sound image to what the punch sounded like, will be doing this with the "*" indicators when not going into detail.

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