Little Acts Of Kindness

41. The First Day of Trainign

Izuku swallowed as he looked at the decrepit building, was this really where Gran Torino lived? He had met the man once, a few weeks ago when All Might brought him over, and even though Izuku had been mute at the time the older hero had still helped him figure out that he needed to send his power throughout his entire body. 

Hesitantly he knocked on the door, there was no answer. Focusing he carefully called out, “H-hello?”

No response. Unsure if this was the right location, he tested the door and found it unlocked. Deciding to take a look around he pushed the door open. Slowly with a loud creak the door opened, revealing what looked to be a messy broken down room. Broken furniture lay scattered about, pictures hanging crooked on the wall and cobwebs covering the corners.

A cackling laughter had Izuku tense and drop his hero case, getting into a defensive stance. A split second later he was on the ground clutching his stomach.

“Get up boy! Defend yourself!” Gran Torino’s voice echoed from around him, Izuku now hearing thuds as the hero banged around the room, bouncing off walls, ceiling, and the floor.

Stumbling to his feet he retook his defensive stance, trying to find where Gran Torino was, but the man was just a yellow blur. A few seconds later and he was sent flying forward into the center of the room as he was kicked in his back.

“Show me how well you can control One for All!”

Izuku frowned, once more getting up, calling on One for All he grabbed the smallest amount he could and distributed it throughout his body. Immediately the blur that was Gran Torino became more easy to spot, still fast but Izuku could see the man during the travel, instead of just a blur.

Which was interesting, it seemed that One for All helped to improve either the rate he saw things, or the rate of which his brain processed things. Which...shouldn’t be possible? If this was just a stockpile quirk of power. Right?

He had no more time to think and ponder over it though as there was a shift and Izuku threw himself to the left, barely getting out of the way of Gran Torino’s attack.

“Good!” The man said, coming to a stop in front of Izuku, staring up at him with clear brown eyes. “Put on your costume.”

“W-what?”

“It’s clear that All Might is unable to teach you how to wield your quirk, he can’t watch over you properly, so that means I gotta do it. So put on your costume, and let the training begin!”

Izuku nodded and grabbed his case, the older hero leading him to a room in order to get changed and to put his stuff in. Getting undressed his eyes once more caught sight of the scar that adored his chest, and he grimaced, looking away as he was reminded of how close to death he had come.

He changed into his costume, the plain green jumpsuit with a mouthguard. Then his supply belt, which had a holster he slipped his improved gun into, his support weapon now included a holster, and right now it was loaded with knockout bullets. Once he was dressed he exited and found Gran Torino in the kitchen area.

“O-okay, I’m r-ready. B-but-”

“Good!” Gran Torino shouted, immediately launching himself at Izuku. Izuku yelped, wincing as he saw things vibrate and shift around him. But that did get the fast moving hero to stop, “What was that? Your original quirk?”