Welcome to my OC story. Yeah I decided to make a story with my own Original Character. My character's name is Natiko Namikazie. He is a 15 year old. He is in 8th grade at the bitter end of the school year. He is about 6 foot 2 inches and is slightly build. He has red hair similar to Kirishima's just a lot darker than his. He has purple eyes that scares people at first until they actually met him. He is a very reserved in unfamiliar areas but observant person. Overall he can be very extroverted and fun to be around. He is originally from China as his mother is from Japan and his father is from China. He was an accident from a one night stand. The made that painfully clear in their drunk fixtures. They stayed together for the soul purpose of taking care of Namikazie but they suck at being parents. When they aren't at work they are sitting at home getting drunk and cheating on each other. It is at the point where Namikazie always sees new people at the house. All the time, he has to take care of himself. He only relies on them for money to get things done around their house. He can speak both languages as well as English. He enjoys reading science fiction novels, exploring, and socializing. He is a recommendation for U.A. after the entire world saw his quirk on display. As for his quirk, he has a latent quirk that needed to be awaken. This is how he awakened it. (For this story I am using USD as currency) Also for other writers I would really suggest you guys do the same thing for fun. I am curious to see how other people shape their stories.

It was a regular Saturday morning in Beijing, China. I wake up to hear my mother and father arguing yet again about something revolving about one of them cheating on the other. "My god just break up and let me sleep!" I shouted annoyed. They were silent for a few seconds before arguing again. They always do this kind of thing every Saturday morning. I am not sure why on Saturdays it is just like this. I am getting way too use to this kind of thing.

I decided to get out of my cramped room and eat. Our house isn't run down or anything like that. It is just my room is smaller compared to my parents and the guest room. However, I like it since this is the only place I can get some peace and quiet for a little while.

I put on my standard clothes. Ripped jeans, converses, and a shirt with a knife on it and my watch. I am considered rich since I can afford nice things. I am a giving person, I give some of my daily money away. I normally just take the money and they don't really care. I take about 50 dollars every morning.

I go into the kitchen to make myself some breakfast. I normally make myself some congee and steamed buns. I make extra for my homeless friend. Yeah he lives in an alleyway and has to pickpocket for money. I wanted him to live with us but my parents are a bunch of selfish pricks who only care about themselves.

Yeah it sucks where I live. I grab the money while my parents are making up in their bedroom. "I swear to god I don't feel like having a younger brother." I whispered to myself. I leave and lock the door because we have been robbed before. I walk to the alleyway and see my best friend Kama Shimla.

He greeted me as I walked into the ally. It seems sketchy but I gotten use to coming here. I gave him the steamed buns knowing that is his favorite. "So how was your morning?" Shimla asked me. "Same as always I wake up to another argument." I scoffed. "Well sooner or later you can move out. I mean it already sucks that your quirkless you don't need to be suffering like this." He replied.

He knew I was sensitive about my inability to have a quirk, but he is the only one I allow to make references or small jokes about it. He has a quirk called Lightning. As the name implies, he has control of lighting. I mean real good control he can actually use his lightning to charge phones and things of that nature.

He wants to become a pro hero which he has a good chance of doing. We have a hero school in Beijing and it looks like he is going to get accepted to it. To be honest though, it isn't that hard to get into a pro hero school in China.

"Yeah it sucks, but it's nice to know you have something going for you." I smiled at him.

We finished our breakfast and left to go find something to do. We get bored rather quickly so we went to a place they call the Racket Spot. This was a legal club for teenagers to just hang out. They make a killing off of the people who come. A normal soda cost around 5 dollars. I mean they are very good but I believe they are overpriced.

We are regulars there and we know the people who show up all the time.

We walked into the establishment. The manager greets us with happy smiles. He normally would give Shimla some sort of job to give him some pocket money. He told Shimla he could wash the dishes piling up in the back so he went there and took care of business.

I sat in the front looking at the patrons drinking a soda that was on the house. Until some guy in a dark cloak came in the building. He looked very out of place and seemed very dangerous. I stood around the entrance in the event I need a quick escape.

He walked over to a group of girls that are very common at this place and looked like he was flirting with them. They rejected his advances and he got very angry. Like I predicted, he immediately used his quirk in the building. I guess it was some fireball lava quirk because he spat out a large ball of fire that melted one of the walls. I ran out like any sane person and everyone else followed soon.

I looked around to see that Shimla wasn't out here. I realized he was in the kitchen and I needed to go save him. Now lots of people know who I am so they know I am quirkless. They are sensitive to my situation and know I am not happy about it.

I ran back in and the whole one story building was engulfed in flames. I tried to avoid the flames and I make it into the kitchen.

I was shocked to see Shimla fighting off this mystery man. His lighting control was so cool. "Shimla!" I shouted. Unfortunately that was a bad move to make. He looked over and he got knocked across the kitchen. I ran to his aid to help him.

"Shimla! Are you okay?" I asked with small tears in my eyes. We have never seen a situation like this. He was bleeding a bit out his left temple and I was scared for my life. He didn't stop but he couldn't get up so he kept shooting lightning at this guy.

Then something clicked in my head. I looked at the lightning with a deep concentration. I couldn't move I was just staring at it. Then something happened. At the time, I didn't know what it was. What I saw was a black stream of lightning piercing through the guy's shoulder.

My finger was pointed right at him. Shimla and I looked at each other to see where it was from and we saw I was the one doing it. We looked at each other in complete shock and I was so amazed I had a quirk. However, it was short lived as he went to attack us we ran out the building with our lives.

He chased us and we started fighting in front of everyone. Everyone was shouting at me to stop fighting and get to a safe place. "Namikazie get away! Let Shimla take care of it!" Someone shouted. However, I hushed a lot of mouths but using the black lighting along with Shimla's blue lighting.

No one was able to comprehend what they were seeing and I was super happy to be able to fight. Again was short live because he shot us with another fire ball and the thing happened again. I just stood there concentrating at that fire ball.

Then I heard another gasp and I looked down to see some purple fire surrounding me. I threw the fire at his fireball and it disappeared. I looked over at Shimla who was feeling elated to see me have a quirk.

I wasn't really questioning what my quirk was while I was using it I was just simultaneously using some purple fire and black lightning.

The police, ambulances, and news crew showed up recording the events of me and Shimla fighting.

The guy must have realized he was no match for us and booked it. He didn't get far because he got arrested after a couple of steps. The news members immediately started interviewing me and Shimla about the events.

We answered their questions as precise as possible. Come to find out, they were a national news station and what we did was broadcasted live. Then came the big question.

"So what are your quirks?" the news anchor asked.

Shimla answered excitedly as this was the most recognition he has every gotten. "My quirk is lighting!" He jumped slightly which made me laugh. Then the camera's turned to me. "So what is your quirk?" I didn't know what to say.

They the thing happened again. Everything slowed down incredibly. I looked around to see why everything was moving so slow then I look up to see some red test just in the sky. It read that"

Your quirk has now been unlock. You quirk is called dark mimicry. You can mimic and quirk you see but it has some sort of dark twist to it. You can copy up to 4 different quirks and use them for an unlimited time frame. The way to activate it is by concentration on a quirk when it is in use. Your body will automatically use the quirk as you focus on it. This doesn't apply to mutation quirks. Good luck with your quirk and have fun with it.

After I finished reading it, I spoke. "My quirk is called Dark Mimicry, I can copy any quirk I see and use it with some sort of dark twist to it. I can mimic up to 4 different quirks." I said. Shimla looked at me a bit confused but shook it off with a smile.

"Wow that is an impressive quirk! Are you planning on becoming a hero?" She asked. "I am now" I replied with a cocky undertone. The doctors took care and healed our wounds from the fight. We were local heroes. We could do these kinds of things in Japan. Yeah here in China, you can use your quirk to fight villains in the event they are attacking you.

Me and Shimla both agreed that Japan has some fucked up laws.

Me and Shimla finished the interview and went back to the club to help the manager hopefully salvage something from it.

No luck.

He sent us home hoping the insurance money would be enough to cover this. We went back to our respective habitats. Well I invited him over to explain my quirk. He was never on board with that idea because my parents hate him. They thought he was a freeloader and I was just falling for a trick. I know he would do something like that. I told him they were never home on Saturday nights I chuckled.

We walked in and like I said no one was home. We went into my room and started talking.

"So you got a quirk and you didn't tell me" He said in a pouty tone. "I didn't know I had one either." I defended myself. He knew I wouldn't lie to him so he gave up the pouty attempt he attempted to display. "So how did you know what it was?" "Okay when the lady asked me what my quirk was everything slowed down like super slow. I looked up and in the sky there was some red text explaining my quirk. Did that happen to you when you got your quirk?" I asked with curiosity. "No I just was put in a pool and shocked everyone when I sneezed." He scratched his head laughing slightly.

Yeah I remember that. We went to a community pool for a field trip when we were in kindergarten and he had to sneeze and he accidentally shocked everyone in the pool. No one died luckily but there were concerns about his control of his quirk. So he was put in extra classes to help control it which helped him greatly.

So we discussed how effective my quirk was going to be. "Oh I am not getting rid of my lightning powers." I declared. He laughed at my sudden declaration of friendship. After a little while, had to send him back out into the streets until tomorrow. I wish I could do more for him.

*Time Skip at School in Monday*

I walked into the classroom with Shimla to receive a standing ovation from my entire class. Even my teacher. We stood together thanking everyone for the ovation. We sat in our seats. We were learning about analyzing data which was kind of stupid since we have only a week until school ends. Then something happened that brighten my day.

About 2 hours into class, someone knocked on the door. It was a light knock so it was hard to hear, but we were a silent class so the teacher opened the door. We were confused to see a small dog looking person and a man who looks like he needs a shower walk it.

I was very skeptical of seeing new people since the events of Saturday. They then explained who they were.

"Hello, students I am Shouta Aizawa some of you may know me as Eraserhead. I am also a teacher at U.A. I am here with the Principal of our school Principal Nezu." Aizawa explained with his poor Chinese. Nezu was very short so he climbed the sleep deprived man and stood on our teacher's desk.

"Yes hello students. I am actually here for one of you. I am looking for Natiko Namikazie." He said. Everyone turned their attention to me as I stared at him. "Ah yes you are Namikazie correct?" He asked me. I nodded my head yes. "Not much of a talker eh? Anyway I want to offer you a recommendation to U.A." I nearly geek out when he said that. I was being given a chance to go to U.A.!

"Oh yes sir I will accept it! What about Shimla?" I asked. I wanted to go with my friend. What he said wiped the smile on my face. "I apologize but we wanted to get you both but we could do that as our quota for recommended students is 5 and we already had 4. So we had to evaluate who was more valuable err I should say more capable and we settled on you." Shimla looked dejected and I felt bad that they think I was better than him.

I went to speak to reject their offer but Shimla spoke for me. "He is going to accept your offer, I already been offered a recommendation to Ketsubutsa Academy High School." He spoke. I was very nervous and shocked he was already given an offered a recommendation. He looked at me and smiled.

"Does he speak for you?" Aizawa asked. "Yes." I smiled.

That sealed the deal on how he got into U.A. He made it to Japan to start his first day at the top pro hero school. Now follow his adventures through his journey to become a pro hero.