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demetriscorazon · 4 months ago

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This one is sitting in my drafts since May 2024. A My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia crossover with the Walking Dead. We have a fem!Izuku here, and our dear Kacchan is friends with her still and of course, Dadzawa

QUIRK: Into the Walking Dead

Izumi was the first to wake up, groaning softly, she sat up while holding her head and then blearily looked around. Her eyes cleared then widened when she saw fourteen other people unconscious around her. Two were adults, another two are older teens, one is a child and the rest are people her age. She looked around and noticed she was in a living room of sorts and stood up in wobbly legs and took note of her situation. Obviously, the villain that ran through their school hit her and Katsuki with his quirk, but what quirk, she doesn’t know yet.

She looked around the house– it was a mansion, silently and wandered. She discovered a bedroom with her name on it. Slightly weirded out, she opened it and gaped at the four poster bed and the overall design of the room. She made a beeline for the closet, took out some clothes then went for a quick shower. It only took her minutes before she went downstairs once again, holding a notebook and pen that she found in the room, as well as a laptop. She eyed the still unconscious people before heading to the kitchen, giving her a clear view of the living room and went to work.

The second to wake up was a teen with light blue hair. He groaned and sat up, his eyes widening immediately before wildly looking around, his eyes stopping at Izumi when she waved her hands.

“I think we got hit with a quirk and stuck here. If you want to refresh, we have our own rooms upstairs then you can join me researching,” She says easily before focusing on the laptop. The teen didn’t waste any time and silently made way on the second floor, his eyes goggling at the rather well-furnished and equipped room. He went down wearing artist gloves and clutching a game boy, as well as a notebook and pen before plopping beside the girl.

More of them started waking up, given the same offer and instructions before they were joined in the kitchen. Katsuki and a boy named Hitoshi started cooking while the Yaoyorozu Heiress, Momo and a girl named Ochaco set up the dining table, with Denki playing with the rather terrified child, Eri.They were merely waiting for the two adults to wake up, one was very familiar with Izumi, Katsuki, Hitoshi and Tenko as Eraserhead, while the other was recognized by Ochaco as a thief going by the name of Mr. Compress.

“I think Mr. Eraserhead is awake?” Natsuo mused as he stared at the hero a few meters away. They went silent as the hero sat up, tired eyes cataloging everyone before looking at the side. It was rather comical in a way how the hero didn’t hesitate in slapping the man, with the slapped man spluttering awake.

“Eraser! Must you always slap me awake?” The man asks, removing his mask to caress his cheeks.

“Uhm, if you want to freshen up, you have rooms upstairs like we do. Everyone is in the kitchen, we have theories as to why we ended up here and away from Japan,” Natsuo inserted, earning the two adults’ attention.

“Kid, where are we?” Mr. Compress asks, his eyes wide even if he started standing up with the hero following suit.

“According to Izumi, we’re in America, specifically, in Atlanta City, Georgia,” Natsuo dryly says.

When everyone was in the kitchen and ate their fill, they placed the used dishes in the sink before sitting around the kitchen aisle. Izumi started ripping the papers from the notebook and placing them around the table, a boy with white and red hair then proceeded to take out a corkboard letting them see the many strings over it.

“So theories!” She chirped.

“I remember that foreign villain barrelling through our school, Katsuki and I were the unlucky ones to get hit by his quirk. We were the third and fourth person to be hit with his quirk. The first one would be Hitoshi,” Izumi says, gesturing at the purple-haired boy who waved lazily.

“The second would be Mei,” The pink haired girl with thick dreadlocks grinned at them.

“Well, I did my research,” Tenko says before pushing his hair away from his face.

“After Mei got hit, the next to be hit was Momo and Shoto, they were together in an event. Natsuo was then hit next while staying in school. Denki and Yosetsu were hit during his lunch break in a fast food restaurant. Ochaco was playing with Eri when they got hit while in the park. Mr. Compress and Touya were hit while he was resting in one of the alleys, and I knew Eraserhead was hit as well,” Tenko continued before crossing his arms.

“I was surprised when that foreign villain barged into the place I was staying in, targeting me with his quirk. It's like we were chosen intentionally and that he is running around Japan to locate us,” He said with a scowl.

“The question is, what is he going to get in targeting us?” Yosetsu asks and that makes them silent.

“Maybe because of my sensei-slash-foster father? He is the Boogeyman of the Underground, All For One. If not because of him then maybe my grandmother who was the Flight Hero, Amazonia,” Tenko says, making the rest stare at him with wide eyes.

“If we’re airing out family relations…” Denki muttered before huffing.

“My father is one of the wealthiest men out there, and my mother has royal blood, dunno if that counts” Denki continued. They started sharing what could be the cause of their kidnapping until it was both Izumi and Katsuki left.

“I was told that my… maternal great-great-great-great-grandfather was known as Leader, being the leader of The Resistance back then. And I have a strong resemblance to him. My paternal grandparents were the Underground Hero, Puppeteer and the Vigilante Draconia, respectively,” Katsuki mumbled, his ears turning red at the impressive whistles.

“My mother was the Vigilante, Raven. My father was the Supervillain,Wyvern in the States,” Izumi blandly says.

“What is wrong with everyone’s families?” Shota tiredly says, earning giggles from everyone else.

On that day, they decided to roam around the three storey mansion, looking for anything. They found passports and IDs under different names with a bit of similarity from their original ones but with their faces, the day ended up with them gathering at the meeting room on the second floor once again, only this time, to plan about what’s going to happen from then on.

They agreed to make Shota their Dad, with Atsuhiro their uncle. Tenko is their cousin through Atsuhiro, and the remaining are all Shota’s, even Touya agreed, something about better than his sperm donor, with the other Todoroki agreeing, which was not painting a nice picture of what’s happening in the Todoroki Household.

It was the third day of their stay and exploring their supposed hobbies when they heard the shrieks. Running back into the meeting room, Shota, Atsuhiro, Touya, and Natsuo stared at the other children who were hysterical.

“I know where we ended up! And it’s not good!” Denki sobbed as he started rocking back and forth.

“Need to stock up on supplies…” Tenko murmurs as he starts typing on the tablet.

“When did the zombie apocalypse happen?” Shoto asks as he dragged a different corkboard.

“Well… It was discovered in France on April 16 in the year of 2010. Declared as global pandemic on August 25 by the same year by the CDC. Two days later, it reached cataclysmic levels when the mortality rate spiked up and started attacking the living, causing civil unrest. Within twenty-four hours on the same day, most countries declared martial law. The US Army command planned to enact Operation Cobalt, in hopes to contain the spread of the virus. September 9 of the same year, Operation Cobalt was enacted, military were ordered to humanely terminate civilian refugees and withdraw from safe zones,” Tenko started, not surprised when almost everyone started writing while Shoto wrote on the black board, multiple chalks on hand.

“2100 PST, all major areas were bombed with napalm. With the world governments and militaries dissolved, human civilization collapsed by September 10 of the same year. Manhattan was determined to be the epicenter, and since the population of the city was a million and a half, the military destroyed the bridges and tunnels leading in and out of the city, in hopes to contain the walking dead,” Izumi continues.

“And it's been going on for years. So if we can't find a way out of this quirk, we're going to be stuck in a zombie apocalypse,” Katsuki added, making everyone silent.

“Did the man ever monologues or something? Found any clues within the mansion?”

“I found a journal about the man. I think he owned this mansion… Anyway, the man is named Jasper, a descendent of Janus, the God of all beginnings, gates, transitions, time, choices, duality, doorways, passages, and endings. His quirk is not a quirk, that's why no quirk suppressors or quirk related nullification abilities could shut it off. It's his ability from his Great-Great-Grandfather,” Yosetsu started.

“He visits dimensions, and as part of his duties, is to gather people from the same dimension and drop them into universes. It just happens that he chose us and dropped us in this dimension. He explained that while he hated doing that part of his duty, he is bound by the same laws as the rest of the Gods. He said that the Fates guide him to the people, then he moves to different universes once again,” He continued then cleared his throat.

“To leave the dimension, we must help the dimension survive, we might die in this dimension, but he said it won't kill us if we ever return back. He did mention that those taken were returned even if the task was not finished, with the shortening their strings as compensation from failing the tasks,”

“To sum it up, we need to save this dimension from dying or else our lifespan will be shortened.”

And yes, i used a wiki in explaining about operation cobalt and all, and no, I haven't watch The Walking Dead yet nor finished the BNHA, this is just an idea that went unfinished since my fixation with both fandom shifted to another one

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