Japan

"Do you think you could bend metal if you try really hard?"

My mind is too tired to process what Alissa had said to me as fast as I normally would. With all the thoughts bouncing back and forth in my mind - most of them in languages that vary - I'm almost deaf to the world around me, just barely focusing on the small girl trudging next to me. Usually, this wouldn't bother me as I'm used to hundreds of minds wandering into my own, but now that most of them are of a different language it feels somewhat odd, which has me distracted. Most of it is Japanese, seeing as we are now I'm japan, having just arrived at the Shizuoka Prefecture airport. The flight was long, although very luxurious - courtesy of our fathers - and my body is very openly complaining to me. Perhaps it's my exhaustion that has the thoughts feeling overabundant. Either way, I think I should find my hearing aids if I wish to avoid a headache, one I can practically feel climbing to the surface the more voices fill my head.

A shiver runs up my spine with the sudden feeling of anxiety, a feeling I'm certain does not belong to me, in fact; I'm certain it belongs to the poor little boy we just walked past. He seems terrified of getting on anything that will take to the air. It's a fear I can somewhat understand as I too had been anxious to take flight. With the millions of scenarios running through my mind, you can't blame me for being anxious on a metal contraption that is supposed to stay in the air.

"Zena"

"What?" A nap, that's what my body needs right now. A good workout to rid myself of this terrible bodily tension, a long warm bath, and finally a good - and very much well deserved - nap. I can barely focus on this girl right now, but focusing on her is better than entertaining some of the ridiculous thoughts in my mind.

"Did you hear a word I said?" She questions me with an accusation in her eyes.

"No, not really. I'm exhausted" the truth will set you free they say, but I know the truth will only end with her repeating her words until I answer.

"I said; do you think you could manipulate metal if you try really hard?" She repeats herself and now that I've given her my undivided attention I can't really help the surprised look I'm sure I have. Well, that's a valid question right there. Could I? For some reason, I never thought about it despite my abilities being what they are and so very similar to elemental bending. Why had I never considered this? I'm always thinking of the most ridiculous things, but I need Alissa to bring such an obvious curiosity to my notice?

"Think about it" she goes on as if reading my own thoughts. "Since you can manipulate the earth, it would be scientifically possible to manipulate metal or anything containing earth particles wouldn't it? Most pure metals, like aluminum, silver, and copper, come from the Earth's crust, after all, so maybe you could manipulate them as well. It would be cool and a good way to make your quirk more versatile and powerful than it already is"

She has an amazing point, and it would be far more beneficial to me since everything nowadays is made of metal, iron, and the likes. Sometimes I forget how smart this kid is, but then again, she does act like some fool whenever she's around. Still, she has an amazing mind in that skull, one I cannot figure out as easily as others. It's been years but I still can't navigate the maze that is her mind, because Alissa's thoughts are scrambled, bouncy, too enthusiastic, just like her. Before I can grasp one thought there's another bouncing around already, taking me away from what was before.

And she has this stupid thing where she can think the exact opposite of what she's about to do, something she developed just to throw me off during our training sessions.

"I never thought about it, but it's a great consideration"

"Yup and just like that you can try to make ice"

You would think this girl has watched avatar as well with the ideas she has. She's basically telling me to try a sub-element as most benders had done in the ATLA and LOK worlds. Just as I can try ice and metal and I can also try blood, can't I? The body is 70% water and water is what I can manipulate, though I can't generate it on my own as of yet. To do that I would need to convert water vapor into water, at least that's the scientific explanation. I'm not sure if that applies to me. I find it ridiculous that I can generate fire like it's nothing but I cannot do the same with water. If I want to use that ability I have to have water on me at all times, just like Katara took to doing. Soon though I will improve my abilities because it's not impossible to generate water, as my father can do so rather easily.

"Your quirk is a big fat cheat" Israel enters the conversation, slowing his pace to walk next to us. He hasn't said much since we got off the plane as he was solely focused on getting to the exit. "I don't think you understand the magnitude of your powers"

"Which quirk are you talking about, because I'm sure they're both cheats" I'm no idiot, I know very well that my quirks are something to be marveled.

"Both of them I guess" Israel shrugs. "With that elemental manipulation, you can do a lot. With air you can simply feed someone too much, causing their lungs to expand, and well, I don't need to explain further. You could also just rob them of oxygen just as easily if you wanna go there. With water manipulation, you can mess with someone's blood since people are 70% water. With fire, well, fire is fire, but if you use both fire and air maybe you can manipulate oxygen enough to cause explosions on controlled and large scales. That is if you can even do that. Then with earth, it is as Alissa had said, though I would try to manipulate sand and dust as well, you could only imagine the things you could do with that"

I feel like he had time to think about this and he's sounding like Izuku the longer he goes on.

"Then there are your cognitive abilities, both your mind reading and your manipulation. I'm not sure how that works, but if they go hand in hand, you're near unstoppable. With your range and your mind control you can manipulate someone from a great distance, if not multiple people at the same time, and no one could link it to you if you're not even in the immediate vicinity"

I realize that and that is why I truly believe I would be an amazing villain, one to be feared amongst everyone, heroes, villains, and civilians. The things I could do would put all for one to shame, I bet.

Speaking of quirks, Israel's a big fat mystery, isn't it? I haven't seen him use his quirk nor have I heard it mentioned by anyone before, not even him. I'm curious as to what it is. It would help if I knew what his parents' quirks are. All I know is that his dad has some elemental ability as most do from my father's side. As for Israel's mother, I'm clueless just as I am about him.

"Why don't I know anything about your quirk?"

"You never asked" is his simple reply to my question. This is why I didn't want to ask him in the first place.

"Well, what is it?"

"Alchemy" he shrugs as if that is enough to sate my curiosity as if that simple word completely explains his capabilities.

"Israel"

"What?"

"I need an explanation"

He says nothing to me, not even looking at me as he marches forward, leaving Alissa and I behind.

"We have to get to the exit"

Oh my god just tell me.

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After almost losing Alissa in the crowd of people gathered at this airport, we finally reach the exit, coming to stand outside the building and receiving the warmth and light of the sun. The feeling is relieving, relaxing and it just has me almost forgetting my fatigue. Some sunlight can really do you some good after being cooped up in some metal bird for hours on end. Even Israel takes a moment to bask in the sun, pushing his hair away from his eyes to gaze up at the sky. Unlike Alissa and I, his hair is a more noticeable brown, it's light contrasting our own darker brown curls. It's really nice though, makes him look very handsome. I wonder if he knows how good he looks overall. What with the curly hair, those hazel eyes, the light skin, and his overall stature. This boy is a very attractive fourteen-year-old, though I don't think he knows this.

"Man this place is busy" Alissa expresses as she watches the people bustle around, filling the streets, crowding at certain points.

"Yes, so don't get lost" I tug her back to me by the collar of her shirt. As small as she is, if we lose her we'll be searching for a while.

Israel releases a very loud sigh as he fishes awkwardly for his phone. He seems a bit annoyed as he dials down a number. He pushes the phone to his ears, foot tapping the ground as he impatiently waits for the ringing to stop.

"Morgan" he speaks so calmly but I know he's definitely. "Yes, we're already here and you're not. I knew you would be late, you're always late"

Ah, okay, that's something learned.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, just hurry it up please" he puts the phone down, gets his suitcase, and uses it as a bench.

"So, this normal?"

"Yes, Morgan is always late and that has not changed"

With that information disclosed Alissa and I follow his example and make benches out of our suitcases. Relaxing, I fish for my phone if only to entertain myself while we wait. Faintly I chuckle at a peculiar thought as I unlock my phone and search for a fun game. My clock says one thing, but I doubt Japan's clock will correspond with what I have on my phone. I'm still on American time after all. The first thing to see on my screen are the multiple notifications, all from my mother, wondering if the flight went well or if we arrived without issue. Awe, she's really worried about me, isn't she? When we had to leave I was convinced she wouldn't let go of me with the way she held me as if I were her lifeline. Though dad was far too dramatic, having threatened to cry if I didn't hug him and take one last picture with him. Clover and Elijah could care less about the situation because they know absolutely nothing. I did make sure to properly say goodbye to them

Elijah had the audacity to fart in my arms.

I don't know what's wrong with him.

"Twenty messages from mom," Alissa said in wonder as she too scrolled through her phone. "Did your mom blow up your phone too?"

"Thirty-five" I show her my screen to which she's astonished.

"What about you, El?" Alissa scoots over to Israel to get a glimpse of his phone and is promptly shoved away.

"One message" he replies with a shrug.

"She doesn't love you" I tease to which he scowls. We all know that his mother adores him from the way she coddles him.

Going back to my phone, I swiftly reply to my mother's multiple texts, letting her know that we are all perfectly fine and simply waiting at the airport. The flight had been amazing, it couldn't have been better really. It's not every day you get to fly in a private jet. Our parents truly made sure we got the best of the best apparently.

I'm finally in Japan. It took me a while but I'm here and in Shizuoka Prefecture no less. UA is located in this prefecture as well as Izuku's middle school, so I'm very close to the action already. I wonder how many battles I'll be witness to over here. And I wonder which middle school I'll end up in, whether or not I'm unlucky enough to go to school with Izuku and Katsuki. I would prefer not to end up with them right now while I really want to end up with them at the same time. I don't want to because I'll get into some serious trouble with the school if Katsuki ever approaches me. I want to because I get a chance to beat Katsuki's ass and talk some sense into broccoli boy.

But I'll get in trouble with the school for sure.

Yeah, better not