The Warrior of Gray: Deku

I do not own My Hero Academia or Star wars.

Chapter 1: Not in Kansas Anymore

First Person:

Pain.

That was the first feeling I got when waking up followed by confusion and a sense of loss.

"W..where am I?", I said as I was getting up with my feet dangling off the side of the bed. 'Wait! Dangling? If I remember anything from before I got into bed, it was that I was at least 5'10'' before I woke up.' Checking my surroundings, I noticed that the room I am in is not mine and instead looks like some sort of fanboy or a creepy stalker.

'Damn, this person must really like All Might. Hold up! All Might? Where did that name come from?' That's when I decided to look down at my body and realized something. 'Why am I the size of a small child?' Yep, looking down at my small childish hands while also feeling the smooth skin that practically had no callouses or scars to speak of, all I could think of was, 'Please tell me I am at least still a boy.'

"hsss!"

I hissed out as a rush of memories that were not my own came rushing in as my body started writhing on the bed from the pain. Sucking in a breath of cool air and calming my rapid heart rate, I start to make sense of everything that has happened up to this moment.

"I am in fucking My Hero Academia and somehow I was either reborn or transmigrated as Izuku Midoriya.", I said in complete and utter shock. Then a new sensation or should I say sensations practically blasted into me. My senses felt like they were off the charts as new sights, noises, and smells came into focus. I could feel Izuku's (my) mom sleeping with anxiety and worry oozing off her in waves, the insects roving around the garbage outside, and the nearby park's trees' energies. All of these bombarded my brain, but somehow it was able to handle the data and then some.

'Okay, what the FUCK was that!?' ,thought Izuku, 'I thought Izuku didn't have a quirk until All Might passed his on.' I contemplated all of this while trying to reach for a bottle of water at least five feet away from me to quench my dry scratchy throat. When my hand extended however, I felt a pull of almost fluid energy and like that the bottle was in my hand with me looking at it in surprise. 'I'm not quirkless? I'M NOT QUIRKLESS!' I exclaimed with clear joy in my head. Then cold water washed down my body waking me up to what I had just achieved.

I whispered out, "This feeling of energy in the air, being able to feel my mom's emotions, and pulling that bottle towards can only lead to me to a couple conclusions. I need to confirm this." Closing my eyes and trying to clear my mind, I attempted to meditate and possibly look back at my previous memories for any clues as to why this happened.

1 Hour Later inside Izuku's mind.

As if watching a movie, Izuku was looking back at his previous memories looking for any clues or better yet, answers, to what's been going. The only problem was that the screen was blank and there was no sign of anything going to show. 'This is a waste of time. Maybe I should just go back to sleep and figure it out in the morning.'

All of a sudden, a bright white light flashed and entered Izuku's head.

Flashback:

We are introduced to a tall muscular half Hispanic half American twenty-eight year old man with midnight black hair and sharp blue eyes with an almost tired look on his face. This man was our MC Solomon Crane AKA Izuku Midoriya as he stood at a crosswalk and couldn't help admiring a curvaceous blonde girl across the street from him. The girl was also checking Solomon out and liking what she saw. As the sign gave the go ahead, a Dodge Charger came roaring down the street straight towards the two pedestrians. Not even hesitating, Solomon pushed the girl away and closed his eyes waiting for the impact of the car to arrive.

Instead, he felt nothing and opened his eyes with bewilderment as to why the car didn't hit him. When he opened his eyes and all he saw was a completely white room with an old withered skeleton wearing a ragged black robe sitting behind a dark mahogany desk looking at him with indifference. "Have a seat Solomon." commanded the Skeleton with no room for debate as his dark and raspy voice completely enveloped the poor dead man. Solomon shuddered in fear while walking over to the open seat in front of the skeleton as his body could not listen to him at all. "I know you may have some questions, but I have to make this short so that I can get back to collecting souls. I will grant you three wishes and reincarnate you in a world of your choosing. So choose wisely and be specific or things will get complicated." Solomon nodded his head slowly and thought it over while the skeleton just kept staring at him.

"I want to go to the My Hero Academia world as Izuku Midoriya at least 5 years before the story begins. My first wish is to have the Force from Star Wars with the potential and talent of Revan and Luke Skywalker. My second wish is to have wolverine's healing factor and animal senses. My last wish is that my powers/quirks cannot be stolen or replicated by anyone or anything." Solomon managed to blurt all this without stuttering and looked directly into the skull's eye sockets. He hoped all of this can go through or he might need to rethink his wishes. Solomon had been reading fanfiction at home before his demise and couldn't help but get excited at the prospect of a new exciting life.

"Mmhh," the skeleton was rubbing its chin in a contemplating pose as if a goatee was there, "alright but be warned the powers won't come until you are fully integrated with Izuku's soul. So expect some side effects and pain to come." The skeleton snapped its bone white fingers and said, "Have a nice new life." And like that Solomon was gone and the skeleton went back to work.

Flashback Ended

Izuku/Solomon couldn't help but start to grin as he bounced on the bed. 'Thank you Mr. Skeleton.'

But to Izuku/Solomon's horror, most of his previous life's memories and personality were being erased to make sure the souls can integrate and not fight for dominance. All that was left of Solomon in Izuku were his military memories and calm mind. Izuku thought, 'At least I have some memories, like the ones about training and fighting as those will come in handy, I don't really care for the loss of personality and my memories of the anime as it will just make this more fun.' With the feeling of sleep overtaking him, Izuku laid back down, going back to sleep, with no one the wiser of what went down in the new Izuku's room.