Summary: After 4 years of being labeled as quirkless, Izuku wakes up one morning with an amazing quirk. That spider from the previous day probably had nothing to do with it. After all, getting a quirk from being bitten by some creature is so much less likely than spontaneously getting one at all, that's completely unrelated to either of his parents' quirks. Hence, life simply moved on.

This isn't the Author's Note you're looking for. *waves hand* It's actually at the bottom.

I don't own My Hero Academia, Spider-man or anything from Marvel. Just hoping to make some readers laugh, cry, and have some fun.

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Spiderling

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Chapter 1

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Late! He was going to be so late! And on the first day of high school!

Izuku couldn't help himself! It wasn't his fault that little old lady needed help crossing the street! Or that the mover lost his grip and almost got crushed by the sofa! Or that the little girl needed help with her kitten stuck on that tree!

Honestly, he would be face palming right now, if his hands weren't occupied with web swinging. While it was forbidden to use quirks in public without a license, his web-shooters weren't technically part of his quirk. Maybe he could save train money if he came to school like this every day. Speaking of..

He landed on the entrance of the U.A. academy and quickly rushed through, before jumping and shooting a web up one of the walls. He was cutting it too close, no time for stairs. Hopefully, no one would notice him going through the window.

West tower, second floor, fourth room..

Crap, that was the bell..

There, an open window!

Izuku flew through said window, did a midair side flip, and landed on the only empty chair in the room.. before proceeding to crash sideways from the momentum.

"Damn.. Too much speed," he muttered while rubbing the side of his head and getting up. "I should probably use my webs to slow down next time.."

"Next time?" a man with messy unkempt hair, wrapped in a sleeping bag said and Izuku froze. He looked around and saw 20 pair of eyes staring at him, one of which belonged to an incredibly unamused most-likely teacher. He also vaguely realized there were a lot of hanging jaws to accompany some of the eyes.

"I'm sorry I'm late!" Izuku yelled and bowed. "There was an old lady, and a sofa, and a little kitten and I thought I had enough time," he rambled before he was cut off.

"Technically you were right on time, since you entered slightly before me. However, we have such an inclusive door for a reason, so please make an attempt to use it next time. Now take your seat."

There were snickers from around the classroom and Izuku felt his cheeks turn scarlet. Great, what a wonderful first impression. He mumbled another sorry and sat down.

"Well, at least he managed to get you guys to quiet down in less than 3 seconds," the teacher said coming out of the sleeping bag. Izuku noted he was wearing some dark clothing and a white scarf. "I'm your homeroom teacher, Shouta Aizawa. Pleasure meeting you."

The teacher proceeded to take out a gym uniform from his sleeping bag, "Now wear this immediately and go to the P.E. grounds."

Everyone did as they were told. While they were walking, Izuku took the time to properly look around the academy. He hadn't realized how big it actually was while scaling it, a side effect from too much web swinging. You never did appreciate how massive buildings probably were inside while shooting around them from above.

"Hey!" he heard a female voice behind him, "I'm glad to see you here! I thought Present Mic lied to me when he said you made it!"

"Ooh, the nice girl!" his mouth blurted before his brain could put out a cease and desist. Damn it, one of these days he really needed to check if chattering too much wasn't an actual spider trait. At least he didn't blurt out she looked nice in the gym uniform.

Izuku heard snickers and noticed the nice-girl's eyes go wide and her cheeks inflame.

"I said that out loud, didn't I?"

A blond boy with what looked like black lightning in his hair laughed and put an arm over Izuku's shoulder, "You sure did, my man."

"I'm s-sorry!" Izuku stammered out, his eyes darting all over the place, yet still not quite straying for too long from the nice-girl's blushing face. "I didn't mean to! No! I mean I meant what I said, what I meant is I didn't mean to say what I said the way I said it.. Hello?"

"Smooth," a horned pink-skinned girl said from behind before bursting in laughter along with most of the other students.

Aizawa rolled his eyes. Teenagers. "I'm glad you all seem to be having fun. Here I was worried that the pressure and enormity of being in the hero program of U.A. would make everyone tense and nervous," the teacher said reminding everyone of the pressure and enormity of being in the hero program of U.A. and instantly making them tense and nervous. In the time Izuku had let his mouth run without input from his brain, they had reached one of the P.E. training grounds.

"It's time for the quirk apprehension test," he announced. Ignoring the exclamations of surprise, he continued. "We can deal with the frivolities later. Right now I want to see what each and every one of you is made of and whether you deserve to be here."

"Softball pitch. Standing long jumps. 50 meter dash. Endurance running. Grip strength test. Sustained sideways jumps. Upper body exercises. Seated toe-crunch." Aizawa listed off. "All activities from middle school. Except you were barred from using your quirks." His eyes moved over each student. "In U.A., in order to teach you, first we as your teachers and you yourselves need to know your limits." Aizawa pointed at Izuku. "Midorya, how far could you pitch a softball in middle school?"

Izuku startled at being put on the spot, "Um.. I wasn't allowed to throw." He stammered.

Aizawa tossed a softball at him and Izuku caught it deftly. "Good. Try throwing it now, using your quirk. Don't exit the circle and don't hold back."

Izuku gulped and stepped into the circle.

"Midoriya? He's Izuku Midorya, the one that got first place on the exam?" he heard whispers from his classmates.

"I heard he took down a 0 pointer," someone else said.

Izuku did his best to tune them out. He took a large breath and exhaled slowly, concentrating as much as he could. The teacher said not to hold back so letting loose would be fine. He pulled his arm back and threw.

It was a while before there was a ding from the device Aizawa was holding. "808 meters," he said calmly, showing it to everyone.

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Izuku Midoriya. Quirk: Spider.

A mutation quirk that grants Izuku various abilities: proportional strength of a spider, along with super speed, agility, reflexes, and balance; increased senses and the addition of a 6th "spider" sense that notifies him of dangers, although without specifying what the danger is; wall-crawling – being able to stick with his arms and feet to surfaces; instinctual understanding of the chemical composition, physical properties, and mathematical utilisation of webs, which has allowed him to create a special substance he can shoot from wrist-mounted dispensers; his mouth also seems to have a mind of its own and tends to run away from him despite protests from his brain.

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The announcement was followed by various exclamations of excitement. The teacher made sure to curb it immediately. "Oh and one more thing. The student who ranks last in total points will be judged hopeless and instantly expelled."

Izuku swallowed thickly and steeled his resolve. He would not fail here. Behind him, while some of the students of 1-A were discussing his throw or loudly and uselessly objecting to what the teacher said, a pair of eyes narrowed dangerously at the back of the green haired teen.

Katsuki ignored the throbbing in his right wrist that had been present since he first saw Deku's worthless face. He was glad that fucker had made it into U.A. as well. After 8 years of obsessing over one fight, he would finally be able to settle the score with that insignificant creature.

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Not all people were born equal. Izuku had learned that lesson at the early age of 4. All Might's debut video had had a huge impact on his young self. It had quite literally inspired him to dedicate his life to becoming a great hero. A dream, which would be normally hard to achieve crumbled to ashes after a single doctor visit.

Despite the crushing despair Izuku didn't give up his dream, which only seemed to fuel the merciless bullying he was subject to.

Yet he soldiered on. He spent the next 4 years begging and asking various deities and the Universe itself to grant him a quirk, to give him a chance to fulfill his dream to help people.

The second lesson he had learned was at the age of 8. Because the Universe had listened.

Izuku still wasn't sure how it had happened. Was he just a late bloomer? Did that weird black and green spider that had bit him near the site of a burning lab have anything to do with it? Probably not. Even though he hadn't been able to find the species, it was all just a coincidence or perhaps a sign. After all, quirks couldn't develop from something as silly as a spider bite.

All he knew was it had been a particularly bad day at school, followed by a night of sheer agony. He had done his best not to scream or cry, but his parents had known something had been wrong. They had suspected he was being bullied and was trying to hide it and they finally got confirmation that night filled with whimpers, where they couldn't do anything but listen.

They had talked about it and made plans, only to be forgotten almost immediately the next morning, when Izuku had miraculously showed them his quirk.

It had been strange. His quirk was in no way related to either of theirs, not to mention it had shown up so late. But that was the thing about quirks - they were still a largely unknown phenomenon.

Instead of pondering the how's and why's, Inko and Hisashi had chosen to celebrate with Izuku. Hisashi had taken a day off and they had all gone to the doctor for confirmation.

His case was noted and put in the distinct pile of rare and exceptional conditions (he was a freak).

Afterwards they spent the day going to a park, eating ice cream, playing around, and ending with a special homemade katsudon for dinner.

Izuku would always cherish that day, because as he was tucked in for bed, he had been told that yes, his dream was possible. He could be a hero.

Not even the following day would spoil that memory. Kacchan had been at it again, picking on another kid. Naturally, Izuku's brain had turned off again, and his legs had put him in front of his one time friend.

Insults had been flung. Explosions had been sent loose. But this time Izuku didn't back off. This time Izuku grabbed Kacchan's wrists. This time, he wouldn't be pushed around and bullied.

To Katsuki's amazement he couldn't move his hands from Deku's iron grip. When had the worthless nobody become this strong?

"I'm not Deku anymore Kacchan!" Izuku said with conviction, glaring at him before squeezing even harder. Katsuki could feel something shifting in his right wrist but he bit his lip. He would not scream for this weakling!

"I have an amazing quirk!" Izuku yelled to the world. "I was told I can be a hero by people I look up to!"

In his surprise Katsuki screamed in pain. It was a coincidence his right wrist happened to shatter at that point. He didn't scream because of Deku!

But Deku seemed to think he had, for he startled and let him go. That made things so much worse and Katsuki saw red. He would not be looked down upon by Deku of all people especially since that shitstain finally seemed to grow a backbone. He screamed and let loose an explosion, which jostled his injured wrist even more. He was so distracted by the pain, he missed Deku's fist which had apparently sent him flying several meters with a broken nose into unconsciousness.

On that day Katsuki had lost. And it would be a long time before he would get the chance to settle the score again.

The fallout of the fight had been immediate and explosive, mostly due to Mitsuki Bakugo. Both children had received a scolding by her for the fight, although once she learned about her son's behaviour towards Izuku, she mostly focused on Katsuki.

Inko hadn't yelled at all. Yet there was clear disappointment directed towards her son, which was actually so much worse. It crushed Izuku and he immediately closed himself in his room when they got back home.

He sat late into the evening, thinking about everything. Why was his Mom disappointed? Didn't she praise his amazing quirk just the previous day? Didn't she say she believed in him, that he would become an amazing hero? Why wasn't she happy then, when he had finally stood up for himself? When he had defended the weak and had done what any other hero would have?

He didn't turn around when the door opened. It was his father, he knew, and right now he couldn't face disappointment from him either.

Izuku heard him approach and sit on the bed. He still didn't turn around.

"I heard what happened, Izuku," Hisashi said and was met with silence. He sighed before he continued. "Do you understand why what you did was wrong?"

"It wasn't!" Izuku blurted before he could stop himself. Yet, now that he had spoken.. "I did what a hero would have done!" He turned around and faced his father. "I stood up to Kacchan and protected someone who couldn't defend themselves! That's not wrong."

He stared into his father's eyes stubbornly, refusing to look away, even when the man spoke.

"And when you were breaking Katsuki's wrist, when you broke his nose and sent him flying with a single punch, were you protecting someone or were you getting revenge for all the bullying?"

Izuku opened his mouth to answer immediately that of course he did it to protect the weak, but no sound came out. He closed it with an audible click and finally looked away.

"Come here, son," Hisashi said, opening his arms and Izuku practically shot into them, making his father grunt from the force. He stroked the crying boy's hair gently. "You're still new to having a quirk, Izuku. You haven't learned how dangerous it can actually be."

Izuku sniffed loudly, but didn't say anything so Hisashi continued. "Everything comes with a price my son. Having a strong and powerful quirk can be amazing, but if you're not careful in how you use it then someone else has to pay for your actions."

Hisashi put his hands on Izuku's shoulders and pushed him back a bit. He leaned down, so they were looking eye to eye. "I want you to remember this, Izuku. With great power, comes great responsibility. Now that you have it, you can't act recklessly anymore. Can you promise me that, son?"

"Yes Dad," Izuku hiccuped. He wasn't sure he understood completely, but he would do his best. "I'm sorry."

Hisashi shook his head and enveloped Izuku into another hug. "No son. I am sorry. Your mother and I knew there was something wrong going on and we've been talking about making some changes.. I'm sorry you had to endure so much for so long, son. I'm sorry we didn't act sooner."

Izuku wrapped his arms around his father and squeezed him hard, which almost blew all the air out of Hisashi. They would really need to work on that quirk.

"We've decided that it's time for a change. I've arranged things with work and will be transferred to another location in a week. We've also decided to switch schools for you."

Izuku felt surprise and relief all at once, so much so, he barely managed to stammer a thank you. His father only laughed and stroked his hair again.

"Of course. Now go and apologize to your Mom, she's been worried since you came back. And do be careful with your strength."

Izuku didn't need another prompt and shot out of his room. He almost tackled his mother, but remembered to be gentle and the two of them hugged and cried for a while. Hisashi only shook his head and smiled.

The following two months had been the best. The new school was amazing, no one knew he had been quirkless until recently. He was even starting to make some tentative friendships, although Izuku was feeling much wearier after how things ended with his previous "best" friend.

His father had also been right. Izuku finally understood what he had meant that night the two of them had talked. He had asked and begged the Universe for a powerful quirk all his life and the Universe had granted his wish.

The Universe also collected its price. 2 months after the Midoriya's had moved, Hisashi had been shot and killed during a robbery that had gone wrong, after a pro hero had failed to stop the culprit.

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To be continued..

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From an Alternate Universe of this Alternate Universe:

Izuku did his best to tune them out. He took a large breath and exhaled slowly, concentrating as much as he could. The teacher said not to hold back so letting loose would be fine. He pulled his arm back and threw.

The ball slammed and buried itself deep into the ground. In his nervousness, Izuku had released it too late.

There was a ding from the device Aizawa was holding that echoed in the resounding silence. "1.2 meters," he said calmly, showing it to Izuku.

The quirk assessment had to be postponed for the following day.

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Authour's Note: This is one of 3 My Hero Academia plots I've had in mind. The other 2 may be written or may be not, but they're different from this one.

I know Spider-Deku (and different!quirkDeku) is being done by others, but I wanted a more different take. He may seem OP, at least relative to his classmates, but I'm trying to stick to the source material. And this is more challenging to write anyway.

Feel free to review and ask questions. If I don't answer you, it means it will be revealed in the story.

Regarding my other stories, check my profile page for an update.

Ta-ta ~

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