Chapter 16 - My SI Stash #16 - Twice Inheritor by bubbajack (MHAxOPMxFatexRick&Morty...) (2/2)

In response to this, a rainbow colored portal the size of a vinyl record with various shapes fading in and out of view disappeared only for a stack of yen to fall out and into the man's waiting palm. Taking several thousand yen from the pile, he tossed it on the table looking at the owner questioningly.

”That'll cover it, though I would ask that you not use your Quirk in public, it's illegal you know? Plus, you're scaring my customers.”

Glancing around and seeing his fellow diners looking at him nervously Zelretch laughed and said boisterously, ”My friend, out of everyone at this table, I am the least dangerous. That honor goes to the crazy scientist here.”

Said crazy scientist flipped him the bird and said, ”F_u_c_k off, you can't prove shit.”

”You turned flies into the dominant species on earth in one dimension on a whim.” Zelretch's tone was deadpan flat.

”Hey, hey, I was trying to create an eco-friendly way to get rid of the trash. I just miscalibrated the potency of the growth hormone that's all.” Rick retorted arms cross defensively over his c_h_e_s_t, a scowl on his face.

”The flies killed everyone.” The Wizard Marshal reminded him.

Seeing everyone looking at him horrified, flipped them the double deuces and said, ”F_u_c_k you all I'm not beholden to any of you.” Turning to the vampire, he said, ”Now, are you gonna do this or not? Hurry up cause I really gotta take a shit.”

”Umm, the bathroom is over there.” Inko pointed out.

”Thanks.”

With that, he got up and left towards the back. ”Wait Rick-ah man.” Turning to the mortified looking woman, he said, ”I'm sorry about my grandpa, he's been like this for as long as I've known him. To everyone. So please, don't take it personally.”

Frowning sympathetically, Inko thought 'What could possibly make a man so callous jaded?' Giving the young boy a pleasant understanding smile, she replied, ”No need to trouble yourself Morty-san, I understand.”

The sound of cracking knuckles was heard, and a moment later Zelretch placed a hand on Izuku's unruly mop of green hair, grinning like a loon he said, ”Well let's get started!”

”Wha-no wait!”

But the vampire paid his protests no heed, instead intoning, in a profound and powerful voice, ”The Infinite Spiral, viewed through broken stained glass. Regimes Rise, and Fall. Some endure, others Collapse. Heroes become Villains, and Villains, Heroes. For every choice a consequence. One choice. A million different outcomes! The tree forks with every decision. I can see it all…Infinite patterns. Unknown Civilizations. Lost Histories. All thanks to my, Kaleidoscope!”

Then there was a flash of Rainbow-hued light…

When Izuku next opened his eyes, he found himself laying in the l_a_p of an unknown woman. Seeing him awake, she smiled lazily and said, ”Ah, you're awake, good.”

Sitting up Izuku looked around in confusion. He now found himself in a lavish traditional Japanese estate. A pool with two koi fish circling each other was just in front of him and just beyond the perfectly manicured lawn was a grove of bamboo that stretched beyond the height of the outer wall.

Returning his gaze to the woman upon whose l_a_p he was resting upon he took in her form. She looked beautiful as she did elegant. Inky black hair framed her pale, aristocratic face, with eyes like a shadowy dark void staring warmly back into his green. She wore an off-white furisode-style kimono, long billowing sleeves trailing down from her arms, with images of wheat expertly woven into the fabric. A red obi with red tassels held the garment closed around her waist.

She had a warm yet knowing look in her eyes much like he had seen older siblings give their juniors in matters they had greater experience in. After a moment of looking into each other's eyes, the older of the two giggled, ”You sure are a strange one aren't you Izuku-kun?”

”Me, what about you…who are you by the way?” the young boy asked, curious as to how she could've known his name.

She smiled like a Cheshire cat, ”I'm,” A pause like the void filled the space between her answer. ”Ryougi Shiki.”

He nodded accepting it as quickly as one did breathing without question. A comfortable silence fell between the two, and they enjoyed the quiet. The night was cool yet not cold, even with the light breeze present. Finally, Izuku asked, ”So, uh, do you happen to know why I'm here?”

”Who knows?” Shiki said with a noncommittal shrug. ”But if I had to guess, it has to do with the meddling of a particular old man.”

Izuku nodded not having it in him to disagree with her at all. She was right anyway, Zelretch was the reason he was here right now. His gaze settled on the spiraling koi fish. Around and around they went. Back and forth, a circle. No beginning and no end. It was both calming and hypnotic.

”A lot of things are like them you know?”

”Hmm?” he asked turning a quizzical gaze back to her.

Nodding, she explained, ”Things are circular. Like the koi fish or two sides of a coin. I also believe that humans are naturally inclined to be evil.”

”I don't-”He stopped when she raised her hand, allowing her to finish.

”But just because I believe that, doesn't mean I'm not rooting for the heroes. It does make one wonder about the why though.”

C_o_c_king his head to the side, Izuku inquired, ”Why?”

”Yes, why are some inclined to do good and others evil? Also is one who does evil truly doing it for the sake of doing evil or do their actions have good intentions?”

Seeing she was confusing the young boy she gave a simple easy to understand example, ”Say a man steals food from a store. He doesn't have money to pay for it, but he only does it, so he and possibly his family doesn't starve. He broke the law, so he should be a villain. Yet, his intentions were not evil, merely for self-preservation.”

Izuku found himself conflicted. Yes, what the man did was wrong, but if someone did it for reasons like that then…

”I couldn't consider that person a villain no. If anything I would offer to pay for the bread, so he doesn't get in trouble.”

Shiki smiled warmly seemingly satisfied with his answer. She then continued, this time more introspective than before. ”Another example would be this. One person's Villain can be considered a Hero by another. Take the Vigilantes' for example. Heroes and Villains, they need each other. One cannot exist without the other. In order to remember an existence, one must first abandon the existence. In order to save an existence, one must forget the existence. Longing and return are two sides of the same coin. Just like life and death. It's a Paradoxical Spiral.”

She then gave an awkward little laugh, ”I apologize. Most of that must've gone right over your head. Just forget about it alright?”

But Izuku Midoriya was smarter than Shiki Ryougi was giving him credit for. Though young, he understood the gist of what she was saying it made him pause. It made him think. He began to mutter to himself. Something he did unconsciously when he was nervous or trying to figure something out. ”She's right. Without Villains, Heroes would be out of a job. But with Villains, comes danger to people. I never really thought about why villains did what they did before though.”

As his head filled with such conflicting thoughts, his eyes began to droop. Shiki immediately took notice. ”Maybe you should lay back down?”

Izuku didn't think twice about accepting her offer so caught up in his thoughts was he. Yet even distracted as he was, he couldn't help but ask, ”Shiki-san, is this a dream?”

”Who knows?” She shrugged, ”But if it is, it's pleasant for the both of us.”

Izuku nodded his eyes growing heavy, but he still managed to ask one final question, ”Will I see you again Shiki-onēsan?”

Stroking her hand through his green locks, Shiki told him, ”We will.”

He smiled moments before nodding off. Shiki placed a kiss on his brow, moments before his body faded away like a mirage. Shiki Ryougi stared off into the night. Her serene smile never leaving her face.

The pain was the first thing Izuku felt. Mind-numbing, and intense enough to awaken the primal part of his mind. He couldn't even cry out as his throat seemed to just seize up. He wanted to escape the pain, yet it was impossible. As it felt like someone had stabbed him in the spine with almost thirty red-hot iron rods. The closest thing he could compare it too was all the times Kaachan had used his explosions on him only about ten times more potent.

Such was his agony that he didn't even register the needle piercing his flesh, but he felt the wave of relief it brought him. Finally able to release a pain filled groan he managed to crack his eyes open and hissed at the brightness of the lights. After trying and failing several times to form a coherent sentence, he managed to get out, ”What hit me?”

”Kaleidoscope has its kinks. Especially when used on someone else.” The voice of Zelretch replied, sounding only a little bit sympathetic.

”Oh geez Rick, is Izuku gonna be ok?”

”He'll be okay Morty, you moron. Quit your bitching. I injected him with the good stuff…again.”

Izuku, are you alright dear?” Izuku heard his mother's voice and what he assumed was her hand on his shoulder.

”I'm having trouble seeing at the moment, everything's too bright. Help me sit up please?”

Several pairs of hands pulled him into a sitting position. Izuku blinked owlishly giving himself time to adjust. The first thing he saw once his vision finally came into focus was Zelretch looking at him curiously, ”Well, that wasn't supposed to happen.”

”The pain?” the youth asked, having regained his wits now that said pain had been toned down to a dull if throbbing, ache.

”No, that's normal, I'm talking about your eyes. That's unusual.”

Fear shaking his voice he asked, ”W-what's wrong with my e-eyes?”

In response, Zelretch spawned a mirror, uncaring of Don's squawk of indignation, and held it out for the boy to see. Shakily taking it, he leaned forward, he gazed at his reflection. His eyes were green completely green. Both iris and pupil had been turned a vibrant emerald green. Izuku let out a sigh of relief. 'I thought it was something serious.'

”You had me scared there for a minute Zelretch-san. My eyes do look different, but it's not super noticeable.”

”Oh?” The vampire said knowingly, before pulling some foreign change from somewhere and showing him both sides. One had a human head and the other an eagle. ”I'm going to give this coin a toss, and I want you to tell me what it's going to end up on. Heads or Tails.”

”Why?”

”Just do it, it'll confirm my suspicions.” With that said, the Wizard Marshall tossed the coin into the air.

Focusing on the coin as it made its ascent, both results appeared in his mind's eye. Various other factors like rotation speed and height were taken into account, and then, the image of the result appeared in his mind's eye. ”Tails.”

It landed in Zelretch's outstretched hand, it was tails. Grinning he did the same thing nine more times. Every time, he called the result, and every time, he got it right. Then, the crafty old man added another coin.

This time, he saw four different outcomes. Panicking he picked at random this time. ”Left is heads, right is tails!”

Much to his surprise, he got it right. The exercise was repeated four more times to the exact same result. Finally, Rick asked what everyone was thinking, ”How the hell is the kid doing that?”

”Just as I expected. When I gave you your powers, everything didn't…settle in properly. Nothing bad is going to happen of course, but it's given you a unique skill. A particular set of eyes.”

Rifling through his bag, Izuku pulled out his notebook and flipped to a specific page. ”You mean like Eraserhead? He's a hero who can cancel out other people's Quirks on eye contact. They said to turn red when he does.”

[Burp] Mind if I take a look at that notebook kiddo?”

Seeing no harm in it, but slightly nervous about what the man would make of his hobby, he handed it over to the mad scientist. Who began flipping through it as the Wizard Marshalln explained, ”What you've got there lad, are a rare set of eyes. So rare in fact, that only one person has ever had them before you.”

He paused for dramatic effect and then said, ”Miyamoto Musashi.”

Izuku felt his jaw drop. Even though Quirks and Heroes had become the norm over the last two-hundred years, the name of Miyamoto Musashi was still highly regarded. As he was venerated to this day, as the Saint of the Sword. ”Y-You're kidding right?”

”I am not. These eyes are the Empyrean Eyes also known as the Eyes of Heaven. The reason you always got your guesses right, is because these eyes not only allow you to see the future but influence their outcomes through sheer force of will.”

”I-I-I”

”Yes, you've got a pair of good eyes now, but that doesn't mean a damn thing unless you know how to defend yourself which brings us to our next topic. Getting you some proper teachers.”

”Wait, what?”

Grinning the Dead Apostle Ancestor replied, ”I'll explain once we arrive.”

”What do you-” Izuku didn't get a chance to finish as a multi-hued portal opened beneath him swallowing him whole.

He landed with a small thud, sitting up he found himself in what was unmistakably a dojo. Long polished wooden floors stretched to the far wall, where several katana sat. The place was lit by the slowly fading rays of the sun casting the place half in shadow. ”While this place is amazing, why did that madman send me here?”

”That's an excellent question.” A strong if elderly voice agreed.

Spinning on his heel, Izuku turned and gasped. Two old men were sitting a shogi board and a small tray of tea between them, their gazes locked on him. The first had a head of spiky silver hair complemented by bushy eyebrows and a thick mustache, piercing blue eyes peered out from his tanned weathered and lined face. He was wearing a simple black shirt and white shorts.

The other had gray streaks in his hair, which was up in a topknot. He had a long jagged scar on the left side of his face, trailing from his temple to the end of his chin crossing over his eye. He wore a hooded red cloak over a black haori which covered a plain white kimono and hakama pants.

Izuku being the hero nerd he was, recognized them instantly. They were the First Generation Heroes before Quirks became prevalent. Silverfang and Atomic Samurai. Both also went by their names of Bang and Kamikaze.

”Your S-Silverfang and A-A-Atomic Samurai!”

They both adopted looks of surprise when he called them by their hero names. Bang then spoke, his tone kindly and grandfatherly, ”My, my I'm surprised one as young as you knows about us old relics. Most kids your age look up to Heroes with flashy Quirks like All Might.”

”W-while I do l-look up to All Might. I r-really look u-up to y-you two as w-well.” A look of shock crossed the young boy's face, and he suddenly bowed saying, ”I'm sorry, I d-didn't introduce m-myself! I'm Midoriya Izuku! It's an honor to meet you both!”

This caused both retired heroes to chuckle, and Kamikaze then said, ”No need to be so formal kid, we're retired. But we're curious as to how you know that meddlesome piece of crap vampire.”

”Vampire? You mean Zelretch-san?” Seeing them nod, he replied, ”He said something about getting me training and teachers then I'm here.”

Kamikaze shared a look with Bang, ”You don't think he means?

”Probably, yes,” Bang replied.

Suddenly a multi-colored portal opened, and the Wizard marshal stepped through saying, ”COMING THROUGH A PORTAL LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!”

'There's nothing normal about coming through a portal out of nowhere.' The three thought simultaneously.

Grinning like a loon, Zelretch said, ”I see you three have become acquainted.” Speaking directly to the retired heroes he said, ”I assume you figured out why I brought him here already?”

”You want us to train him.” Bang said, shocking the young boy, ”Not that I'm opposed to the idea, but why him?”

”It would amuse me. Plus Izuku, a boy with no Quirk, really wants to be a hero. I thought it…appropriate that he be trained by you two.”

The two heroes turned to the boy in surprise, and Atomic Samurai asked, ”Oi, kid, is it true? Do you really intend to try and become a hero without a quirk?”

”Y-Yes, sir. It's why I look up to you two. You were Heroes without Quirks meaning its p-possible even for s-someone like me to become a Hero.”

Upon hearing his answer, Kamikaze tossed the boy two things. An apple and one of his swords. Seeing the questioning look he was receiving, the samurai said to his would-be pupil, ”Take that sword and cut the apple. Depending on how well you do, I might decide to teach you a thing or two.”

Izuku picked up the sword first, feeling drawn to it for lack of a better term. He pulled it out of its sheath and looked at it. The sword, Hocho Toshiro was an heirloom of the Ashikaga shogunate, forged almost seven hundred years ago in the year 1569. It had a two shaku and seven sun long blade that had been folded over several times during the forging process giving it a ripple pattern on the edge. Possessing simple circular guard made of solid iron, with the grip wrapped in genuine rayskin and silk cord. Two brass pegs held the blade securely to the handle, with an iron cap on the end.

Simple, elegant, and deadly. The blade was thin and sharp like a kitchen knife. This sword had spilled much blood in its day, mostly human but also the blood of inhuman things. Due to its bloody history, it had a thirst for blood and a d_e_s_i_r_e to cut things into mincemeat.

Izuku didn't question how he knew all of this. To him, it just felt normal, much like breathing. A human didn't question why it happened. It did and was accepted as normal.

Placing the blade back in its scabbard, he held it loosely in his left hand before picking up the apple. He gave it a quick toss into the air. In one smooth motion, his legs spread bent slightly at the knees, his right hand rested on the sword, and he turned his waist slightly. When the fruit reached the apex of its toss, it stopped. He drew.

Dozens of transecting flashes of light crisscrossing over each other happened in mere moments. When the apple finally did hit the ground, it did so in finely cubed bits. Silence reigned in the dojo as both retired heroes stared in shock. Atomic Samurai in particular. After all, it wasn't every day you saw some kid perfectly replicate his signature Atomic Slash. Managing to pull himself together he grinned like a wolf saying, ”Well, I think I've made up my mind.”

Izuku waited with bated breath for the hero to speak. Finally, he did, ”You'd better show up here tomorrow after school,n understand?”

Grinning from ear to ear, he bowed at the waist and said, ”Y-Yes sir! I p-promise I won't d-disap-point you!”

”I'm sure you won't. Before you go.” He disappeared and came back with a brochure to the dojo Atomic Waterfall Slashing Rock.

'They just combined the names of Bangs combat style and his Signature Move.' Izuku thought to himself feeling sorry for the two men. But now he knew it was located just a short train ride away in the Aichi prefecture with the address only a few blocks from the train station.

”I-I'll be here.”

”Excellent. Well, lad time to get you back to your mom before she floods the place with tears.” Without another word, Zelretch opened up another glowing portal and tossed the boy through it by the scruff of his neck before walking through himself. Only to stop when Bang said, ”What would you have done if we refused to train the boy Vampire?”

”I would have reminded you that you both owe me a favor. Teach the kid. Do a good job, and we'll call it even eh?”

”Saitama is he still…?” Bang questioned.

”Still fighting? Yes. But even he can't keep it up forever. To kill such a concept you need a stronger concept.”

Bang nodded, ”I see.”

With that, the wielder of the Second Magic walked out of their lives for the second time in twenty years.

When he arrived back at the Katz-Sedan, Izuku was immediately squeezed almost into unconsciousness by his own mother. She began to shoot off questions in rapid-fire. ”Izuku are you alright? Did you get hurt? What happened? Did that strange man hurt you again?”

”Air!” He pleaded.

She released him, and after he caught his breath, he answered, ”Yes, no, I got to meet two of my favorite heroes next to All Might who chose to take me on as their apprentice, and no.”

Inko released a sigh, ”Thank goodness.”

Looking past his mother, he spotted Rick who was now sporting a couple of lumps. Sirzechs was looking rather smug. ”What happened to you Rick-san?”

”I was-ah, convinced to help you with this whole hero thing.” Sirzechs snickered.

”I would've done it anyway. You're one smart cookie kid.” He said while handing him back his notebook, ”Not on my level of course, but still. So here's the deal. You scratch my back I'll scratch yours. In other words, you help me with the occasional problem, and I can make with the super science and make you things like armor or whatever. Deal?”

Rick held out a hand, which Izuku shook vigorously, ”Deal Rick-san! Thank you so much!”

”Yeah, yeah, leggo my arm-o. Where the hell is that nutjob…He ditched us didn't he?” Rick's tone was flat.

Sirzechs nodded, ”That sounds like him…I don't suppose you'd be willing to give me a lift back home?”

Rolling his eyes, Rick replied, his tone drier than Death Valley in the middle of summer, ”Sure, why not? I'm being super charitable today.”

”Thanks.” He then turned to Izuku and said, ”I may have some work for an aspiring hero in the future. If something comes up, you'll be the first person I call. How's that sound?”

”G-great! I-I'll do my best if y-you need me S-Sirzechs-san.”

Ruffling his hair, the Daimou replied, ”I'm sure you will good luck in your studies Izu-kun.”

Rick then pulled out his Portal Gun and shot it into the floor. ”First stop the ninth circle of hell.”

Izuku was beginning to think Rick-san had a rather morbid sense of humor calling wherever Sirzechs called home hell. 'Is it New Jersey? One of the few times he's ever called home, dad said that place was hell on earth. Something about a terrifying monster called a Snookie. Whatever that is.'

Regardless he didn't get a chance to ask as Sirzechs cannonballed into the green portal. Once he was gone, the portal closed, and Rick hit a few more buttons saying to his Grandson, ”Say goodbye Morty, we're leaving.”

”Seeya later little buddy. We'll be in touch.” Was all Morty could get out before Rick dragged him backward into the portal.

Izuku couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. Within the span of a few hours, he'd made quite a few friends, got some kind of superpower that still needs to figure out, has two of his favorite Heroes taking him under his wing, and could even get some experience under his belt in heroism. Yes, indeed things were looking up…If he had even an inkling of what kind of hell he would be in for over the next few years, he would've run in the other direction. Very far, very fast.

Chapter Length: 7,950 Number of Pages: 17 Date Completed: 9/5/2017

AN: Hello and welcome to Twice Inheritor, everyone! In truth, I should be updating pretty much any of my other fics, but after finally getting my Roku to work, I decided to watch my Hero Academia…And I just couldn't help myself. I hope those of you who are fans of my other works understand. With how shitty Marvel is lately this show was a godsend. At least DC and Image Comics are still good. Still, what they've done to Tony, Thor, Hulk, and Cap, is just criminal. Yet despite how much I like MHA I thought to myself, 'He gave his protag the most generic superpower ever' Superstrength is like the one power nearly almost every hero has in some fashion. Then seeing how both Izuku and All Might's minds worked, I, of course, thought of particular ginger FSN protagonist. Now here we are.

Before I sign off a couple answers to questions that I feel will be asked in reviews:

Q: ”Will Izuku still be getting One For All?”

A: Yes. That's the second thing he'll be inheriting…eventually.

Q: ”What is a shaku and a sun?”

A: Both are old forms of measurement. A Shaku is a foot, A Sun is an inch. More or less.

That's about all I can think of. Unless you wanted to know why Rick and Morty and palling around with Sirzechs and Zelretch…to which I reply. Zelretch is a troll, Rick is an asshole. Both of them can travel through various dimensions, and I thought having them interact would funny. DXD will be involved later, and Sirzechs is my chosen plot device. Ok, that should about do it. Till next time everybody! Stay safe out there! #Literature and Bubbajack out! Peace!