A/N: Hey, everyone! Welcome to my first-ever crossover fic! After nearly nine years of writing fanfiction on here, I finally got around to doing one. I don't know why I didn't get around to writing one after all this time; I'm not terribly opposed to crossovers, especially if they can be written in a realistic way in which the intersection of two different fandoms would make sense. I guess the prospect of me doing one just never crossed my mind before now.
Anyway, if you've been following me through my first "My Hero Academia" project "Hero Club", then you'll know that this project was months in the making. I've been a fan of the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU) ever since it first began, but I never really realized how much I loved it until I first saw "Avengers: Infinity War" over two years ago, which showed me the true magnitude of these films and strengthened my appreciation for them and their style of world-building. At around the same time, I finally grew interested in "My Hero Academia" after my first-ever visit to San Diego Comic-Con with my brother and cousins, which followed a year of hearing its name being passed around a number of anime circles. Following my visit to Comic-Con, I tried the anime out when it debuted on Adult Swim's Toonami block and got hooked ever since.
Anyway, I was inspired to write this crossover after viewing the artworks of DuckLordEthan, who made a series of really good fanart at DeviantArt called "My Marvel Academia". Obviously, it's "My Hero Academia", but instead starring Marvel characters in place of the characters we all know and love. For example, Peter Parker/Spider-Man takes Izuku Midoriya's role, Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch takes Ochako Uraraka's role, Flash Thompson/Agent Venom takes Katsuki Bakugo's role, etc., etc. I strongly recommend checking this artist out; he's really good.
As soon as I saw DuckLordEthan's AU, I was so impressed by it that I immediately started thinking of writing a crossover between that and the regular "My Hero Academia" characters. Early on in the writing process, I decided to start off from scratch and create my own "Marvel Academia"-style AU as opposed to borrowing DuckLordEthan's work. It allowed me to incorporate more elements of the MCU into the crossover, which is taken from another MHA/MCU crossover that I follow, "Friendly Foreign Dimensional Exchange Student Spiderman!" by Zaru (I do recommend it, by the way). I also thought it would give me an opportunity to explore storylines that have yet to be covered by DuckLordEthan's work. The only thing I took from DuckLordEthan was the name, because it's so good that, in my mind, there was no other alternative that was just as good. (Yes, I credit DuckLordEthan for the title, unless he too ripped it off from somewhere else.)
This is an idea that's been brewing in my mind for so long, and a passion project that I've been working hard to fine-tune and experiment with. I really hope that the end result is a great read for all of you.
Alright, enough of this exposition! On with the chapter. ENJOY!
Edit: I realized that, typical of my mannerisms, I didn't make the two most important things clear right off the bat, so I'll take this time to explain now in this edit. XP Anyway, here it goes:
1) This fic is set sometime after the Shie Hassaikai arc but I'm not going to get more specific than that. I'm not planning on making a lot of references to canon anyway, so knowing the MHA timeline will not be a prerequisite to understanding this. As long as you're caught up with the anime, you should be good.
2) Even though I mentioned the MCU, this fic will actually draw from many sources of Marvel, like the "Avengers" comics and the X-Men, among others. The main characters on the Marvel side, plus the conflict, will definitely be inspired by the MCU, but overall, the Marvel side of things is a mish-mash of everything Marvel-related.
I hope I made things clearer for everyone. Thank you very much for your understanding!
P.S.: Due to the ever-worsening situation regarding the coronavirus outbreak, I'm going to have to remind you all about the basic steps you should take if you want to stay healthy, courtesy of my university's reminder emails:
-Wash hands often with soap and water for 20-30 seconds at a time, and/or use hand sanitizer
-Avoid close contact with people who are sick
-Keep your hands away from nose, eyes, and mouth (I can't imagine how difficult this part is probably going to be)
-Eat well, get adequate rest, and exercise regularly
-Get a flu shot if you haven't already and are able to
And if you ARE sick (I hope you get better if you are), please be a good sport and save other folks the trouble of getting sick. You can do this by:
-Covering your mouth and nose with your sleeve, elbow, or a tissue whenever you sneeze or cough
-Not sharing food and drinks with others
-Avoiding touching your mouth, nose, and eyes (Again, I understand this is probably going to be difficult)
-Avoiding close contact with others
-Cleaning and disinfecting surfaces and objects
-Staying at home if you're unwell (PRIORITY NUMBER ONE!)
-Staying calm and keeping yourself well-informed (My personal advice)
If you already know this, then great! If you didn't know any of this beforehand, please keep that information in mind as we all go through this trying time. It's a realm of unknowns at this point, and I wish myself and all of humanity well.
Disclaimer #1: I DO NOT own "My Hero Academia" at all! All claims of ownership go to Kōhei Horikoshi and all the great and hardworking people over at Shueisha, Bones, and VIZ Media.
Disclaimer #2: I also DO NOT own any of the Marvel properties depicted! All claims of ownership go to all the talented minds over at Marvel Comics.
Izuku Midoriya lifted his head and looked around, the green electricity subsiding around his body and the red, crack-like channels fading into nothingness as he remained on his knees. He could see a number of his classmates, all their foreign partners, and a few teachers, all of them scattered across the battlefield. Some were attending to one another's wounds, while others traversed the area in search for anyone whose injuries needed immediate attention.
Just then, a pair of feet clad in red-and-blue spandex landed right beside him, and a hand held itself out toward him. He looked up and was greeted with a pair of brown eyes, a mat of ruffled brown hair, and a bruised, grimy face.
"Here, lemme help you up, Midoriya," the teenage boy said.
Izuku promptly took the other boy's hand and was helped up to his feet. "T-Th-Thank you, P-Peter," he replied in wobbly English.
"Holy cow..." Wiping beads of sweat off his brow, Peter Parker looked around to observe the surrounding wreckage of the battlefield. "That was quite a fight, though."
"DEKU!" a familiar voice cried. Izuku looked over his shoulder and saw Ochako running towards him, accompanied by her own partner, who was wearing a white-black-and-red, hooded version of Peter's spandex suit. "Deku, I'm so glad you are alright!"
"Th-Th-Thanks!" Izuku replied as a faint blush blossomed on his cheeks. "I-I'm glad you're alright too!"
Meanwhile, Peter was greeted by Ochako's partner. "Gwen!" he cried. "Are you o-" His head snapped to the side, marked by a hand-print. "OW! What was THAT for?!"
After withdrawing their now-prickling hand, the person removed their hood and mask, revealing chin-length blonde hair and dazzling sapphire-blue eyes.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING, PETER?!" the girl snapped. "D'YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW STUPID THAT WAS, SAVING KENNY AND CASSIE LIKE THAT?!"
Peter chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "H-Hey, it worked, didn't it?"
Then, Gwen gave him THE LOOK, which caused him to sweat even more.
"Okay, okay!" he cried. "That was stupid of me! Sorry, I won't do it again."
"Yo, is it over?" another voice shouted, interrupting the conversation. Eijiro ran up to Izuku's group, his Hardening Quirk deactivating while his partner, a tall, hulking boy without any skin, ran beside him. "Did we win, Midoriya?"
"That seemed almost too easy, ribbit," Tsuyu added, the frog-like girl perching herself on a nearby log with her partner, a tough-looking girl with a buzz-cut and wearing a yellow-and-dark-blue bodysuit.
It wasn't Izuku who had addressed them in English. The eight teenagers glanced at the noble-looking, fair-skinned man standing before them, over the unconscious goblin-like body. They were startled by the perturbed expression that he was wearing underneath his A-lettered helmet. But before any of them could ask for clarification, the man turned around with pursed lips, looking as if he sensed something.
"Um, Mr. Rogers?" asked Tsuyu's partner, also speaking in English. "What's wrong?"
"I need you kids to regroup with the others," Steve Rogers replied, his blue eyes scanning the surrounding environment closely. He promptly pressed down on the earpiece he was wearing. "Everyone on my position. We have incoming."
"Aw, come on, Mr. Rogers!" shouted Eijiro's partner, a large, hulking boy who seemingly had no skin, revealing blood-red muscles underneath. "We can help-"
Steve's voice was now forceful as he trained his eyes towards a small clearing. Izuku followed his eyes and soon spotted what had piqued his concern in the first place: a swirling mass of purple air and smoke that materialized out of nowhere. Seeing it reminded Izuku of the Quirk of Shigaraki's trusted lieutenant, Kurogiri.
After a few seconds, something stepped out of the cloudy vortex...and Izuku's heart stopped.
He could see him. The hulking, towering Villain behind all of the chaos and destruction around him, standing just several yards away. The Villain stared back at him and all of the others, his eyes almost beady in comparison to his firm, square-jawed face. Encompassing his left hand was not a glove, but a gauntlet of gold metal that gleamed ceremonially. A soft, disconcerting breeze blew through the battlefield, causing the flaps at the end of the Villain's purple-and-golden shirt to flutter softly like a curtain.
This was perhaps the first time Izuku had ever heard Eijiro sound so terrified.
"Ellie..." Tsuyu said, her English clouded by her accent, "is that-?"
"Yep," her partner replied, the tough, almost masculine expression ebbing away from her face. "That's him."
"Retreat now, kids," Steve said, refusing to break his stare away from the Villain. "Take your classes out of here."
Izuku didn't hear any protesting from Eijiro or his partner, the most likely ones to do so. As for Steve, he already began advancing towards the Villain.
"Everyone else, converge on Thanos."
Class 1-A, U.A. High School
ONE MONTH EARLIER
"Alright, everyone. Listen up."
Class 1-A fell silent almost immediately as Shota Aizawa, otherwise known as Eraser Head, shambled to the front of the room, thus marking the beginning of another school day. Once the Pro Hero got behind the podium, he placed a stack of papers on top of it, then he regarded all twenty of his students with his usual tired, baggy eyes.
"I have an announcement to make-" he began.
"Oh, no!" Minoru Mineta cried in a terrified squeal. "Not another pop quiz!"
"I should've known something was fishy!" exclaimed Denki Kaminari, his pupils severely contracted and his skin deathly pale. "We haven't been tested in, like, ages!"
"We had a test last week, you idiot," Kyoka Jiro grumbled to herself, right after she slapped her forehead with disbelief.
"Settle down, Mineta, Kaminari," Aizawa droned. "None of you are being tested today." He ignored the collective sweep of relieved sighs coming from about half of his students. "In fact, this announcement is much more significant than that. But before I can explain our activities for next month, I would like to ask you a single question. Does anyone know what the Battle of New York was?"
A few hands shot up immediately. Aizawa identified the students as Izuku Midoriya, Tenya Iida, Momo Yaoyorozu, and, to his surprise, Mashirao Ojiro. He pointed to one hand at random.
"It was a cataclysmic battle in the American city of New York," Izuku explained, beginning before his hand even touched his desk. "It happened twenty years ago. The Mad Titan, Thanos, and his armies invaded the city in search of an ancient Norse artifact called the Tesseract. For almost a week, no one could get in or out of the city because of the sheer powers and numbers of Thanos's army. Six Heroes who were there at the time of the invasion joined forces to defeat Thanos and save the city. Afterwards, they formed America's first multi-Hero Agency in decades, called-"
"The Avengers," everyone else chorused.
"Well said," Aizawa replied. "It seems I don't need to remind anyone who the Avengers are." Then, he noticed a hand in the air. "Iida."
"With all due respect, Aizawa-sensei," Tenya said, "what do the Avengers have to do with today's lecture?"
"Mm. As you all are aware, there has been the occasional incident that required the intervention of Heroes from multiple countries... Like the Sokovia Incident from five years ago. It took the best Heroes of seven different countries, including Japan and America, to defeat Ultron and his forces, and safely land that city.
"Without a doubt, there'll come a moment in your careers as Pro Heroes where you'll have to cooperate with Heroes from foreign countries. Your English lessons with Yamada-sensei, and the elective second-language classes you'll be forced to take in the next two years, will not be enough to prepare you for the real thing. U.A. would be shirking its responsibilities as teachers and educators if all the knowledge we provide you, the next generation of Heroes, is still ninety-nine percent of what one must expect as a Pro. And given...recent events..."
Aizawa ignored the dark, foreboding feeling that swept the classroom.
"It is only fitting that we bolster the first-year curriculum as much as possible with brand-new learning material...such as the lasting impact of real-life experiences. And that is exactly why Nezu agreed to sign our school on to the International Hero School Cooperation Program."
Confused murmurs and remarks broke out almost immediately.
"The International Hero School Cooperation Program?" Ochako Uraraka asked.
"What the heck is that?" Mina Ashido asked, confused.
"Is that why Aizawa-sensei brought up the Avengers?" asked Eijiro Kirishima.
"For some reason, I'm in the mood for pancakes," Minoru remarked offhandedly.
"Settle down, everyone," Aizawa said, his usual monotone voice now slightly louder and sharper. Once silence took over the classroom again, almost instantaneously, he continued, "Think of the IHSCP as a pen pal program for schools. We've forged an alliance, a social agreement, if you will, with a Hero school in another country on the foundation of promoting cultural ties. Ketsubutsu is partnered up with a Hero school from France, Isamu is partnered with one from South Korea, Shiketsu is partnered with Metropolis's elite school, and so on and so forth."
"So who are we partnered with, Aizawa-sensei?" Tsuyu Asui asked. "Ribbit."
"A Hero school from New York City. The Avengers Academy."
Many of the students gasped with shock, while others were downright dumbfounded. However, there was a rather joyous atmosphere settling in the air, and even students like Shoto Todoroki and Fumikage Tokoyami looked intrigued about the prospect of being partnered up with an American Hero school.
However, there was only one student who didn't take the news too kindly.
"Oh, you gotta be fuckin' kidding me!" Katsuki Bakugo stood up from his seat and slammed his palms into his desk. "You telling me we're gonna be writing lil' gay love letters to a bunch of stupid Americans?!"
"Hey, hey, calm down, Bakugo," Eijiro said, but the enraged ashy-blond ignored him.
"Hell, no! I am NOT gonna kiss the ass of some fat, lazy, entitled slob who lounges on his mom's couch and eats pizza in his spare time! No way, nooooo fucking way!"
"You're not going to be writing letters to the students, Bakugo," Aizawa replied, his voice calm but deadly. "You're going to be meeting them face-to-face next month."
The surprised, excited clamor was instantaneous, and there was no stopping it. The entire classroom was filled with loud, almost deafening shouting of enthusiasm and energy. Tenya and Momo were trying their best to keep the other students under control, but they too were caught up in their own excitement. Aizawa was now dangling his head over the podium, clearly regretting his role in this pandemonium and looking like he just wanted to take a nap. Only a few were disciplined enough to keep their emotions in check, including Izuku himself...
But naturally, the One For All user was internally bursting with a chaotic mix of emotions.
"Holy whoa!" he thought. "I'm gonna meet students from the number-one Hero school in America, face-to-face?! Oh, my God! I wonder what kind of Quirks I'll come across! Ohhhhhhhh, all the possibilities! All the analyzing that I'll have to do! Oh, that reminds me, I gotta figure out what to wear when the Americans arrive! I-I need to make myself look nice! Oh, but America's not Japan; they probably don't care about formalities! Should I look casual?! But what's too casual for an American?! I don't wanna look like a lazy slob in their eyes!"
The horrible voice of hellish fury pierced through the racket like a blade, silencing everyone else so abruptly it was like a creature being killed so quickly and stealthily. Everyone turned their heads towards Katsuki and saw the irritable teenage boy clutching the sides of his desk extremely tightly. Smoke was rising out from his whitening palms, accompanied by a snakelike hiss. His eyes were so wide and his fiery red pupils were so contracted it like his eyes had rolled to the back of his skull, leaving them all white.
"Wh-Whoa, Bakugo!" Eijiro exclaimed with concern. "Y-You okay, man?"
"HELL, NO!" roared Katsuki at the top of his lungs. "D'YOU EXPECT ME TO SHARE MY SPACE, MY SPACE, WITH A BUNCH OF STUPID, ARROGANT, ENTITLED AMERICANS?! NO! FUCK THAT SHIT!"
"You will share your space with your American counterparts, Bakugo," Aizawa said. His head was raised again, and Izuku could see a faint glow of scarlet emerging in the teacher's tired eyes. "And you will treat them with grace and hospitality. After all..." He faced the rest of the class. "Your grades depend on it."
"I don't understand, Aizawa-sensei," Toru Hagakure said.
"Dealing with different cultures and cooperating with the Heroes of foreign countries is going to be the class activity for a whole week. The Avengers Academy will be sending forty of its students here. Our class will be partnered with twenty of them, while Class 1-B will be partnered with the other twenty. Each of you will be paired up with an Avengers Academy student based on the results you get for these."
He finally raised the stack of papers that had been sitting on the podium. Denki and Minoru's faces paled.
"What?!" Denki exclaimed. "I thought we weren't being tested today?!"
"Ohhhhh, how could you be so cruel, Aizawa-sensei?!" squealed Minoru.
"These aren't actual tests, you two," the Pro Hero replied. "They're questionnaires for a personality test. The only grades you'll be getting are scores on what kind of personality traits you have." He lowered the papers back on the podium. "It will not have an impact on your overall grades...but it will decide which student you'll be partnered with for next month."
"It doesn't matter," Denki glumly muttered to himself. "If you call it a test, then I'll be pressured to try and get the best possible results. Knowing my luck, I'll just flunk hard..."
Aizawa seemed to have heard the complaint, for he continued in a stern voice, "Answer these questions honestly. Not in accordance of what other people expect out of you. There is no right or wrong answer. I will start passing these out, and I expect to have all of them back by the end of the period." He then gazed at Katsuki, who was still standing upright with a look on his face that bordered between burning rage and absolute disbelief. "Sit down, Bakugo, or I will have no choice but to fail you before the class activity even begins."
Katsuki collapsed back on his seat with a resounding thud, and Izuku could hear a cloud of anti-American insults forming around his former childhood friend. He pursed his lips nervously as he stared into his friend's back.
"Kacchan really doesn't seem to like the idea of working with someone from a different country," he thought. "It figures. He's always been the I'll-take-care-of-this-myself type of guy. I can't imagine him making any friends that way when he becomes a Pro, though..."
Just then, the sound of skin slapping paper brought Izuku out of his thoughts. Katsuki had just snatched the papers out of Toru's hand, took one questionnaire for himself, and held out the rest over his right shoulder. Izuku took them, and as the papers were transferred from the reach of the Explosion user to that of the One For All user, a terrible thought came to Izuku's mind.
"Aizawa-sensei said we'd be paired up with students based on the results we get for these personality tests. From this, I would assume I'll be paired up with someone whose personality is closest to mine. ...If that's the case, then I wonder if there's someone among those students who're closest to Kacchan in personality..."
Beads of sweat started to break out on Izuku's forehead as he started to consider the inevitable.
"If that's true, and they're partnered up, then it's going to be a complete disaster for everybody!"
"Alright," Aizawa suddenly said, catching Izuku's attention. "Does everyone have a questionnaire? Are there any extras?" He scanned the room for a moment. "Okay, then. Your time starts now. And remember, answer honestly."
Izuku flipped over his sheet of paper and curiously gazed at the first question before him.
1) You enjoy attending social events with lots of people
A. Strongly agree
C. Somewhat agree
D. Neither agree nor disagree
E. Somewhat disagree
G. Strongly disagree
"Answer honestly," Izuku thought.
He then looked up slightly and could see Katsuki circling his answers in quick succession. The dangerous cloud of red-hot fury was still hanging over him. Initially baffled, Izuku then looked down and reread his question.
His green pupils zeroed in on one of the options, and the boy didn't hesitate to circle it.
Lunch Rush Cafeteria, U.A. High School
"So, who do you think you're gonna be partnered up with, Deku?"
Izuku looked up from his notebook and saw Ochako and Tenya looking at him expectantly. The smell of the cafeteria food on his table returned to his nostrils, gracing his olfactory senses once again.
"Oh! W-Well," he replied, "I honestly don't know. The only people who'd know the answer to that are the teachers, and I don't think Aizawa-sensei is the kind of person who'd give us a heads-up on stuff like that."
"Well," Tenya declared, "whoever my partner will be, I hope he is someone who understands the implications of this joint exercise! This is meant to foster a sense of understanding between two Heroes of differing nationalities! Therefore, we all must be exercising utmost respect towards them, and I hope the Americans will do the same!"
"Well," said Ochako, "I hope my partner is a nice and cool person who I can learn from." Suddenly, the Zero Gravity user looked strangely distant. "I don't really wanna be paired up with someone who thinks they can look down on others just because of where they come from."
"You sound like you've been through that before, Uraraka," Izuku replied.
"Well, my parents had an American client once, and from what I remember, that guy seemed to think he was still in his home country. He kept positioning himself as superior over my parents and tried to push them around. I really don't like people who're like that. People who are selfish, arrogant, and manipulative."
"That sounds like a despicable person..." remarked Tenya.
"We-Well," Izuku added, "our partners will all be Heroes-in-training. They can't be as bad as that person, now can they? Otherwise they'd never be accepted into a place like the Avengers Academy."
"Yeah, I guess that's true," Ochako replied.
"Oh, are you guys talking about the Americans, ribbit?"
The trio looked over their shoulders and saw Tsuyu, Eijiro, and Mina approaching.
"Man, I can't wait to see who my partner is!" Eijiro exclaimed noisily. "I hope he's someone who's as tough and strong as me! I want us to have an arm wrestling match that'll last for a week! It'll be a showdown of manliness!"
"I hope my partner likes to go out shooopping!" squealed Mina, her cheeks turning a shade of pink that was deeper than her skin. "Oh, we're sooo gonna raid all the malls and department stores!"
"I personally don't care who my partner'll be like, to be honest," Tsuyu said, shrugging nonchalantly. "Aizawa-sensei did say they will be picking our partners based on personality compatibility. So chances are my partner's personality is gonna be as close to mine as possible."
"Yes," Tenya replied, his eyes suddenly narrowing, "but you know what, you guys? I've been thinking about what he said. Now, he did say the results for our personality quizzes will decide our Avengers Academy partners...but he never actually said U.A. would be using our results to find partners whose personalities would be compatible with ours."
"Well, why else would they make us answer those quizzes?" asked Ochako.
"Yeah," Izuku said. "What we answer on every question is a small indicator of what our personality is like. We do things in different ways, no matter how slight the differences are. Together, our answers form a picture on what kind of person we are. If we're presenting what kind of person we are to the ones conducting the test, then what use would it be if they won't use that picture to find potential partners?"
"Yes, that didn't escape my mind, Midoriya," Tenya replied. "But the fact that Aizawa-sensei didn't explicitly state this has left me...intrigued, to say the least." He started rubbing his chin as he became absorbed in his thoughts. "I feel there are more standards to this pairing process than what Aizawa-sensei wants us to know..."
"Maybe you're looking into it too much, Iida," Tsuyu said, casually shrugging her shoulders. "Ribbit."
"Well, I don't care what kind of standards they're using!" exclaimed Mina.
"Same here!" Eijiro added. Then, he looked over his shoulder with a toothy grin. "Hey, Bakugo! What kind of partner do you want?!"
"Ahhh, go fuck yourself and your American partner!" Katsuki's voice snapped. "Whoever they're gonna partner me with is gonna have the worst week of their miserable lives! They're gonna wish they never tried to make me kiss some goddamn ass!"
"One thing's for sure," a grinning Hanta Sero called from the table next to Izuku's group. "Bakugo's partner is gonna be just as explosive and self-absorbed as he is, am I right?"
Katsuki glared at him, his eyes literally white-hot with rage. "The fuck did you just say, Plain-Face?! Say that again! Say that to my fucking face!"
As the others struggled to prevent Katsuki from unleashing his wrath on Hanta, Ochako gave Izuku a smile.
"So tell me, Deku," she said with a small hint of curiosity, "what're you looking for in your partner?"
"To be honest..." Izuku looked down at his notebook, which Ochako and Tenya noticed was full of fresh new scribbles, all of which were under the caption 'AVENGERS ACADEMY'. "I'm just looking for someone whose Quirk is very impressive... Someone with a Quirk that I can analyze in great detail..."
"Really?" Ochako chuckled. "You're always the analytical guy, Deku. I can't say that I'm surprised."
The new voice caught Izuku, Ochako, and Tenya's attention. Looking up, the trio saw another fellow classmate of theirs approaching the table.
"Oh!" Izuku smiled. "Hey, Todoroki."
"Is there something you have to say?" Ochako asked curiously.
"My father's had some experience with the Avengers Academy," Shoto said in his usual monotone voice.
This revelation piqued everyone's undivided interest, not just those of Izuku, Ochako, and Tenya.
"No way, really?!" exclaimed Mina.
"What're they like?!" Eijiro cried excitedly. "Oh, please tell me they've got at least one manly guy over there!"
"Yo, of course Todoroki has information on the Avengers Academy," Hanta commented. "His family's loaded, after all."
"Everyone, everyone, please!" Tenya hollered, stepping between Shoto and the other students of Class 1-A. "Now I know we are all enthusiastic for knowledge on our American counterparts, but we must understand Todoroki's feelings in all of this! We don't want to burden him-"
"Fuck the hell off, Four-Eyes!" Katsuki interrupted. "No one gives a shit about IcyHot's feelings!"
While Tenya and many of the others were distracted by Katsuki and his barrage of insults, Shoto calmly sat down in the chair opposite to Izuku.
"I don't know a lot, Midoriya," the red-and-white-haired boy said. "My father traveled there to be a guest lecturer when I was around five. He didn't stay in America for long."
"Did he say anything about his experiences there?" Izuku asked.
Shoto didn't respond immediately. Instead, he took a quick, small bite of rice from his bento box. Once he was done and swallowed the food, he responded.
"He thought it was a waste of his time."
"O-Oh," Izuku replied, breaking an awkward sweat, but not feeling the least bit surprised.
Shoto's eyes narrowed slightly. "I also remember him being...a little rattled when he came home."
Izuku's interest was piqued again. "Rattled?"
"Yes. I think...he may have been intimidated by someone there."
Izuku blinked with interest. He couldn't imagine a Pro Hero like Endeavor would be intimidated by someone else.
"Really?" he asked.
"Knowing my father back in those days..." Shoto narrowed his eyes further. "Definitely. He never talked about it, though. Whatever he did in America, he refused to talk about. It's not like anyone in our family bothered to ask, anyway."
"W-Well, m-maybe you can ask him now," Izuku suggested hesitantly. "P-People change. Ma-Maybe he's more willing to talk about it now."
Shoto simply let out a low, deep hum in response. He lowered his heterochromatic pupils towards his bento box, and the red-and-white-haired boy absentmindedly watched the faint steam rising out from the cooling food. A glimmer of doubt passed through his expression, something that Izuku was quick to notice.
Then, after a few moments of deliberation, Shoto simply replied, "Maybe..."
Just then, the two boys' exchange was interrupted by Tenya's rising voice.
"I'm warning you, Bakugo! Your academics will suffer if you maintain this attitude with your partner!"
"FOR THE LAST TIME, FUCK THIS WHOLE THING!" Katsuki shot up from his seat, his eyes white with fury. "I'D RATHER FLUNK OUTTA THIS FUCKING SCHOOL THAN KISS SOME DAMN AMERICAN'S ASS!"
"Bakugo, chill out!" Eijiro exclaimed with concern.
"What do you have against Americans anyway?" Tsuyu asked.
Upon hearing that question, Katsuki snapped.
"WERE YOU DUMBFUCKS LISTENING TO A WORD I WAS SAYING IN CLASS?!"
"Ah, come on, Bakugo!" cried Eijiro, his lips curled into a shark-toothed grin. "It can't be all that bad! I mean, they said they're gonna-"
"FUCK WHATEVER THEY'RE GONNA DO, SHITTY HAIR! THEY AIN'T GETTING ANY PARTICIPATION OUTTA ME, YA HEAR?!"
"Bakugo!" Tenya barked in alarm. "Please keep your voice down-"
"Hey, hey, what's with the racket?!" a voice suddenly called.
The students of Class 1-A watched as a familiar person approached them with a tray of well-cooked food in her hands. At that moment, Tenya straightened himself out and tried to make himself look proper.
"Greetings, fellow class representative!" Tenya greeted with a formal bow.
"Oh, there's no need for formalities, Iida," Itsuka Kendo said with a gentle grin. "But what I'd like to know is..." She eyed Katsuki hesitantly. "What's your problem this time, Bakugo? You do know you're disturbing other students while they are having lunch."
"Ya think I give two shits, Ginger?!" Katsuki growled furiously, his fiery pupils quivering.
"We apologize for our classmate's unruliness, Kendo," Tenya replied, ignoring the ashy-blond boy. "We'll see to it that he calms down at once-"
"AH, BITE ME, FOUR-EYES!"
"Oh, why do you even bother with them, Kendo...?" a new voice drawled. Everyone immediately frowned upon noticing the newest arrival to the conversation.
"What is it now, Monoma?" Itsuka asked.
"Oh, it's nothing," Neito Monoma replied, his sneer still in place as he held his own tray of food, which looked surprisingly high-class for someone his age. "It's just, well, you should know by now not to concern yourself with the insane, uncouth shenanigans of Class 1-A."
Itsuka rolled her eyes. "Oh relax, Monoma. So I'm chatting up students of Class 1-A. It's not like it's gonna be the end of the world."
"But we must keep our focus on next month's class activity. If we expose ourselves to Class 1-A for a minute longer, then their penchant for madness and bad luck will be passed down to us, and we'll be unable to make a good first impression on the Americans."
"The Americans?" Ochako asked, surprised.
"You mean your class has your own American partners as well?" asked a dumbfounded Izuku.
"Of course," Neito replied while directing his sneer at the couple. "Your class may be upstaging mine all the time, but do not forget that Class 1-B is part of the U.A. Hero course as well. If Class 1-A is to receive the unique Avengers Academy experience, then so does Class 1-B. Fortunately..." The blond held his left arm out dramatically. "It looks like Class 1-B will be the ones to upstage Class 1-A this time!"
Katsuki suddenly chuckled maliciously, attracting everyone's attention. "Class 1-B upstaging Class 1-A..." he snarled with a savage grin. "I'll believe it when hell freezes over. What the hell makes you think that, anyway, you extra?!"
"Let's just say..." Neito's grin widened with glee. "We have the home-field advantage. Tsunotori! Would you mind coming over here for a bit?!"
"Oh, come on, Monoma-" Itsuka began with disbelief, but by that point, Pony Tsunotori had approached the group.
"Yes, Monoma-kun?" the American exchange student asked. Neito leaned towards her ear and whispered something in it, upon which she smiled innocently. "I'm from America, you guys, so I know all about American culture! And the Avengers Academy too!"
"You do?!" Izuku, Ochako, Tenya, Eijiro, and Mina cried at the same time.
"Yep! And I'm teaching my classmates all there is to know about 'em!"
"Yo!" Eijiro shouldered Tenya aside and gave her a friendly grin. "Why don'tcha gimme some pointers too, Tsunotori?! I'll make it worth your while if ya do!"
"Yes, yes, please help us out!" Mina squealed, pushing her redheaded classmate aside. "I've never talked to an American before in my life! B-Besides you, of course! Teach me something, please! I'll treat you out if you do!"
"Lemme think about it," replied Pony. She closed her eyes for a quick second before opening them again and flashing an innocent smile. "Nope!"
Eijiro and Mina both looked devastated.
"Wha...?" Eijiro asked, his voice hollow.
"Why?" asked a teary-eyed Mina. "I was gonna buy you so much ice creeeeeam..."
"'Cause, uhhhhh...'cause Class 1-B's gonna fuck you guys up in this exercise and there's nothing you damn pricks can do about it!"
Everyone stared at Pony, utterly flabbergasted at the foul language she just used. Even Katsuki was a little impressed by her sudden shift in behavior. What made the matter even more baffling was the smile she continued to wear, even as she cursed in the faces of the Class 1-A students.
Finally, Itsuka lowered her head. "Monoma?" she asked. Her voice was so unusually calm, even in the face of this abrupt exchange, that it sent chills down everyone's spines. "Can I talk to you for a sec?"
"Uhhhhh..." Neito seemed to have realized his mistake. "I-I think I've gotta be somewhere- ACK!"
He collapsed to the floor like a pile of bricks, his face vacant. Izuku looked towards the floor, wondering if Neito's tray of food had spilled all over, but he didn't see any splayed food or liquid. He looked back up and saw that Itsuka had expertly caught Neito's tray with one hand; the other was holding her own tray with ease.
"I'm sorry about that, you guys," the redhead said with a shake of her head. "It seems as if Monoma cannot comprehend the very definition of respect. Don't let his nasty words get to you."
"He probably does comprehend respect," Izuku thought. "Only not when it comes to us..."
"Come on, Tsunotori," Itsuka said. "Let's go eat someplace where Monoma won't be a bother to anyone."
The Class 1-B representative turned around on her heel and started walking away. Pony looked at her with curiosity, then at the apparently unconscious Neito, before dragging his still form away. The Class 1-A students watched them leave, all but one of them still shocked at what had just transpired.
"Man," Katsuki said, his eyebrow arched with slight interest. "For an American, Tsunotori sure has some spunk."
"Of course you'd be the only one not bothered by what just happened!" Mina screeched.
"So what?! That was the first curse-word of an innocent child!"
"An innocent child?" Ochako asked, confused.
"What're you talking about, ribbit?" added Tsuyu.
Meanwhile, a certain grape-haired boy was watching Itsuka and Pony as they walked away from Class 1-A. Sitting beside him was a boy sporting blond hair with a black, lightning bolt-shaped stripe on his left side-fringe. Specifically, the boys were staring absentmindedly at how Itsuka and Pony's fair legs moved underneath the fluttering curtains that were their skirts.
"Dude," Minoru said, "look at those legs."
"It's like watching a Picasso painting come to life..." Denki replied dreamily.
"You want Picasso paintings?" Minoru looked over his shoulder. "Look at your six o'clock."
Denki followed Minoru's gaze and saw what the Pop Off user was looking at: Momo Yaoyorozu, who was strolling towards their tables. With every step she took, the perverts could vaguely see her magnificent, healthy chest jiggle, just a little.
"Yes, yes, of course," Denki said. "How could I ever forget the buxom beauty of Class 1-A?! But you know what?"
"What is that?" Minoru asked, looking at his friend.
"Looking at the likes of Yaoyorozu and the other girls of U.A. has gotten us nowhere in life."
"Gee, I wonder why...?" a voice remarked sarcastically. Denki and Minoru glanced at their side and saw Kyoka sitting by the neighboring table, her lips curled into a nasty scowl.
"Hey, no one asked you!" Minoru snapped.
Kyoka rolled her eyes and resumed eating her food with a faint blush on her cheeks. "Baka..."
Meanwhile, Minoru refocused on Denki. "Whaddaya mean?"
"You know," the Electrification user said, "we can spend all day and all night daydreaming about our classmates and the girls of our sister class fawning over every inch of our beings, but..." He paused for dramatic effect. "It's not like they're gonna trip over themselves to get a piece of us. They know our games. They know our tricks. They're one step ahead of the curve."
"Yep," Minoru responded sullenly.
"But you know who aren't one step ahead of the curve?"
Minoru's eyes shone with intrigue. "Who?"
A roguish smile appeared on Denki's face. "American girls."
Before Minoru could react, Tenya suddenly spoke up. "Kaminari, Mineta, for your sake, and that of U.A., I hope the two of you aren't conspiring to perform depraved acts upon our guests from America?"
"No, man!" Denki replied innocently.
"Of course not, prez!" added Minoru.
However, the two perverts were crossing their fingers, something only Kyoka noticed.
Unbeknownst to the others, Izuku looked back down at his tray of food. The once-pleasant aroma had mostly died down, making the sight of his lunch totally unremarkable. But he wasn't concerned in even the slightest. Hearing Neito's boast about Pony teaching Class 1-B about American customs made the All For One inheritor concerned.
"Class 1-B is already preparing for the activities with the Avengers Academy," he thought. "With someone like Tsunotori in their roster, they're already ahead of the curve. But...we don't have anyone like Tsunotori. We're on our own when it comes to understanding American culture. And if we don't get a grasp of that, then we might leave a bad impression on our partners, and that'll impact our grades in this class activity. How're we gonna pass this exercise if we get off on the wrong foot with the Americans? ...How am I gonna pass this exercise...?"
Izuku then glanced towards the cafeteria window and released a heavy sigh. Somewhere on the other side of the world, the Avengers Academy students were preparing themselves for next week's activity... He couldn't even begin to imagine what kind of training they were using over there...
"Next month's gonna be a tough one for me," Izuku concluded. Then, he looked up in the air with a finality. "And there's only one person who I can turn to."
U.A. Teachers Private Lounge
"The Avengers, huh?"
Toshinori Yagi leaned his skinny body against the large, comfortable-looking sofa, his lips curling into a tiny but fond grin of reminiscence. Izuku watched him curiously while he sat awkwardly on the small, silver stool.
"I haven't heard that name in a while," the former Symbol of Peace said. "I probably should give 'em a call-"
"Wait, you knew the Avengers?!" Izuku exclaimed with shock.
"Well, yeah!" Toshinori straightened up and regarded his personal pupil with a proud smile. "I actually knew one of them way before the Avengers were a thing, back when David Shield was my Sidekick in America. Tony Stark. I'm sure you've heard of him?"
"Who doesn't? If America had its own Hero Billboard Chart, he'd be number one! O-Or two; i-it's debatable. But he's also the head of Stark Industries in his spare time! Stark Industries, the world's leading company when it comes to advanced technology, especially Hero support tech. A-And the story of how Stark came to be a Hero is one for the ages!" Then, the enthusiasm disappeared from Izuku's face and was replaced with building awe and intrigue. "So you're friends with the Tony Stark?! How come I never knew about this?!"
The smile suddenly vanished from Toshinori's face. "We were friends."
Izuku blinked. "Huh?"
"Let's just say...the two of us had a falling-out..."
The boy's eyes widened, and his posture lost most of its energy and enthusiasm. "Oh..."
"Yeah. And that was long before you were in the picture." Toshinori looked out of the window. "We're still not on speaking terms."
Izuku's intrigue built up again, but he tread more cautiously. "If I may...wh-what happened between the two of you?"
"I'm afraid I can't tell you, kid. If he knew I told you what had happened, then I wouldn't hear the end of it, and...that's putting it mildly."
"I won't tell anyone else, All Might. I'll keep it a secret, I promise."
"Can you keep a secret that'll eat up your insides like acid?"
Izuku's mouth came slightly ajar. "Holy whoa... That bad?"
"I'm afraid so, kid."
"It...It doesn't have anything to do with..."
Izuku's eyes darkened, and the former Symbol of Peace understood in an instant.
"No, no, it had nothing to do with One For All or my conflict with All For One. But..." Toshinori grinned and held his arms out. "It doesn't matter! Last I heard, Stark's not teaching at Avengers Academy, nor is he an official Avenger anymore, so I do not have to worry about seeing him or hearing one of his damn quips!" He lowered his arms and regarded Izuku. "Now, back onto the topic. You said you've been having doubts about how you'll do in next month's activity?"
Izuku nodded and lowered his head. "I'm...I'm afraid I'll leave a bad impression..."
"Well, let me just say it's going to be a teaching moment for you, Midoriya. You'll be paired up with one of the Avengers' students. Now, Japan may have the lowest crime rates in the world by far, but the United States of America is in second place for a very good reason. You'll be exposed to a different culture with different views of how heroism should be done. You might be baffled by the conduct of your American counterparts, including partner. But when a Villain decides to have the balls to threaten the safety of multiple countries at once, international cooperation is key, and you will come across an incident like that when you take up my mantle.
"Believe me when I say this, kid: you need to watch, listen, and learn. I thought I wouldn't have to leave Japan's borders for Hero work, but I was proven wrong five years ago."
"Oh, yeah," Izuku thought with realization. "All Might was one of the Heroes who stepped in during the Sokovia Incident. He was the most visible name there outside of the Avengers."
Then, the boy said aloud, "All Might...if I'm going to be like you, if I'm going to be the next Symbol of Peace, then I need to know how to deal with another culture. The only time I've been outside of Japan was for the I-Expo, but...but that was different. I...I don't know how to act around foreigners. I don't want to embarrass myself!" He closed his eyes in fear and self-doubt. "I don't wanna get off on the wrong foot with the Americans! I don't wanna give myself a bad name! How can I be a proper Hero if other countries will only know me as some disrespectful, insensitive, stupid-!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down, kid!" Toshinori cried. "You're gonna give yourself a heart attack!"
Izuku obeyed his mentor, but his viridescent eyes were shimmering. Toshinori could vaguely see the boy's form trembling with overwhelming anxiety.
"Young Midoriya," he said, "I understand your concerns. Believe me. I felt those same concerns when I responded to the Sokovia Incident. You never know what you are going to screw up just because of your cultural upbringing. Are you well-versed in the language? How much do you know about the country you're in? Do you have a full grasp of the conflict?
"So many lives were at stake too. Ultron wanted to recreate the extinction event that killed the dinosaurs. One misstep... One misstep on my part, and the entire world would be dead. The pressure, the responsibility, the high stakes." Toshinori shuddered ominously. "It was almost too much."
"So...what helped you in the end, All Might?" Izuku asked, now curious.
"The same thing that's gonna help you, Midoriya. Developing an understanding with your partner."
"A-An understanding?" Izuku repeated with confusion.
The skeletal man nodded. "Yes. You two are going to diverge in strategies and tactics, and that might just be the key to breaking your partnership. If you can work out your differences to your advantage, that's great! But at some point, you two might hit a roadblock, and that's where things will get messy."
"Yes, young Midoriya. Messy. Now if it ever comes down to that, it's very important for you to stand your ground. But at the same time, you must also allow your partner to stand his or her own ground. You cannot try to change their opinion, nor can you start kissing ass so you can get the activity done and receive a passing grade. No. International cooperation doesn't allow that. If you assert yourself too much or become a total shoe-licker as a Pro, you could very well just make our country out to be a nuisance or a laughingstock."
"I don't want that!" Izuku started turning red with nervousness. "B-B-But how am I supposed to stand my own ground if I have to also allow them to stand their own ground?! H-How are we supposed to come to an agreement if we are unable to resolve our differences?!"
With that, the boy began to sweat and panic again, and Toshinori could barely keep up with his student's concerns.
"How?! How're we gonna do any of that if we have different views of how to be a Hero, All Might? How're we supposed to understand one another if our ideals on heroism are fundamentally different and can't be changed? Wh-Wh-What do we do if we have a falling-out like you and Tony Stark?! What do we do then, All Might?!"
"Ah, jeez," the skeletal man thought as he watched the boy go off on multiple tangents. "I set him off again."
Then, he yelled at the top of his lungs, "STOP FREAKING OUT, KID! YOU'RE NOT HEARING ME OUT HERE!"
Izuku immediately covered his mouth. "S-So-Sorry, All Might..." he mumbled hopelessly.
"Now then, I know this is gonna be a lil' scary. I understand completely. But, I want you to remember these two words, Midoriya: trust...and respect."
"That's right. Now, I can't spoil next month's activity for you; it wouldn't be fair for your classmates. But just keep those two words in me. They'll be the key for the exercise. Trust me on this."
"Trust and respect," Izuku repeated again. "Okay, got it!" He stood up from his stool. "I won't let you down, All Might! I'll do whatever it takes to get this right!"
Toshinori smiled kindly. "I know you will." Then, he stood up, walked up to his successor, and patted him on the shoulder. "And besides, all of this is just for one week. What could possibly go wrong?"
A/N: And that about concludes the first chapter of what I hope will be a fun, crazy, and action-packed crossover! I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
Just to clarify, this isn't like any of those other MHA/MCU crossovers where certain MCU characters get transported to the MHA world by Thanos's snap. This is a semi-AU in which portions of the Marvel/MCU realm have existed in the MHA world this whole time. I thought it was an overused premise, and I realized there was not a LOT of world-building in the MHA canon outside of Japan. Therefore, I thought it would be pretty interesting to explore the daily lives of Heroes-in-training and Pros in other countries like the United States. For this angle, I was inspired by an entirely different crossover fic, "My Hero School Adventure is All Wrong, As Expected" by storybookknight, which is between MHA and "My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU". Another crossover fic that I wholeheartedly recommend reading, if any of you are "My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU" fans as well.
Also, I do apologize for the lack of Marvel/MCU elements in this chapter. The cold opening at the beginning was originally supposed to be longer and serve as its own chapter, the prologue. But as I continued writing and writing, I realized that I didn't like what was coming out, and plus, I'm not really good at writing very specific flash-forwards. I tend to be a little improvisational in my writing, so whenever I try to show audiences a detailed glimpse of what'll happen in the future, the stuff that I write to link the present and future ultimately tends to not line up well. Thus, I decided to shorten the whole thing and make it a cold opening instead of a prologue. That way, I can still tease you guys on what is about to happen, but also not be too specific about it so I don't have to set up expectations for myself that I may or may not be forced to defy later.
Anyway, don't worry; you'll be seeing the Marvel/MCU elements fully come into play in the next chapter.
Well, hope you enjoyed this chapter! TheCartoonFanatic01 is out. PEACE! And always remember...PLUS ULTRA!