1A/N A quick warning for all my readers, there will be a fair amount of profanity in this chapter so if your not comfortable with that your ok to skip it. If you are comfortable though enjoy.
Genre: Comedy
CH.3: Baku-pool
It was his time to shine and he knew it. Bakugo ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He was following his teacher to take down a villain on the loose. To be honest though the blonde was lucky to even be there. He failed the licensing exam, partially due to his harsh language towards the examiners throughout the rescue portion of the exam. Despite that, the examiners did note his genius reading of the specific situations. It was just the smaller mistakes he had been making that messed up his chances to pass, his attitude being one of them.
Luckily though he and the other students that had failed the exam would be given the chance to try again. After three months of supplement classes of course.
Bakugo hated every moment of those classes, but he knew that working through them would help him finally get his provisional license. Then he could go out and the ever living crap out of villains. Man that sounded nice, but most importantly it was a big step for him to eventually become the number one hero. Like hell he would let anyone else reach that goal, there was no one better suited than him. Right?
(15 minutes ago, U.A)
Right as his supplement class had come to an end, he heard Eraserhead get a call about the villain Dabi being on the loose again. The police must have figured someone who could erase quirks would be a good idea to call. When Bakugo heard this he thought that this could be a good chance to push himself in Aizawa's good books again. He did have one of those right?
Well that doesn't really matter. Bakugo had marched straight up to his teacher and demanded that he be allowed to join him on this villain capture. Aizawa didn't like that idea very much, especially since he was trying to force himself on the mission. But the Erasure quirk user did reconsider that maybe it could help develop Bakugo into a better person and hero.
"Alright, I'll let you come along. But there's a few extra things we need to go over first."
The blonde groaned but listened up anyways.
(Present Time)
An explosion of blue flames could be seen off in the distance.
"Hell yeah! Time to bring ya down jackass!" Were bakugo's only thoughts as he blasted himself ahead to his fiery opponent.
"Bakugo pace yourself! You don't want to exhaust yourself for this encounter!" But his words went on deaf ears. The fiery blonde had shot himself away to the point where he couldn't hear his teacher anymore. Mind you he tries to ignore most people anyway. Aizawa and his parents were about the only exception, on occasion.
Shota grumbled to himself, " kid's giving me a headache." With that the tired looking man chased after his explosive student hoping to catch up to him before he did something very Bakugo like.
(With Bakugo)
As he flew off, Bakugo could have sworn he heard the old man something. But at the moment he didn't really care.
He just wanted to get to the fight and start kicking ass. Or should he mix things up and actually do what Aizawa has been telling him to do during all his supplement classes. Along with repeating it before being allowed to come on this mission.
Shaking his head vigorously he focused on the task at hand. "Tch, teach may be right about handling this situation the right way. But when it comes to this blue flame asshole we gotta use pure power to bring him down."
Without even realizing it he had arrived on the scene. The heat of the fire had snapped him back to reality. It seems that Dabi was robbing… a bank? 'Bank robbery? What a cliche.'. Whatever this guy was doing didn't really matter, it was time to kick some ass.
Dabi was keeping the police back with powerful flames. He took notice that the blonde ass hole from that damn hero school had made his entrance into the fray. With his boisterous voice and loud explosions, it was hard not to notice him.
"Alright you bastard! You're going down!" Shouted the blonde with vigor.
You see, you couldn't ignore him even if you tried.
As the flames died down, the two opponents stared one another down. It was as if the fight had turned into some kind of staring contest. They waited to see what the other would do first.
But Bakugo being who he was lost his patience and went head first into battle.
He charged at Dabi with explosive fury. "DIIIEE!" He shouted. That confused the many people who were present in the area watching the event unfold. Why would a hero or hero in training in this case yell for someone to die?
The dark haired villain smirked. He knew that Bakugo's eagerness would eventually get the best of him. In a condescending tone he spoke, "Jet Burn!" With all the power he could muster a large blast of blue flames almost like a photon blast shot from the back of his fist. Kind of like another flame user we all know and love, sometimes.
There was barely any time to react. With the powerful blast inching ever closer to him he had to find a way to stop it, or his goose was cooked, LITERALLY! So as fast as he could Bakugo used the only move he could think of. Grabbing onto the pin on the back of his gauntlet he prepared himself for what was more than likely going to be a lot of pain either way. "MAXIMUM FIREPOWER!" Explosion was loud but effective. It made contact with Jet Burn, but due to it being so close the two blasts colliding caused another explosion. Lots of explosions huh? The power behind the blast was enough to knock him through the window of one of the nearby buildings.
*Crash*
"Ow!" He grunted in a loud whisper.
"He's gonna pay for that one."
Slowly raising himself to his feet he then jumped his way back out the way he came. Returning to the scene fury was etched on his face, a fire burning in his eyes.
The scarred man before only smirked.
"Cheap shot asshole!"
"That's what you get for jumping in half-cocked." He replied coolly.
That comment only pissed him off even more. He was going to teach this crusty son of a bitch a lesson he would never forget. He was about to go in for the attack once more when…
"Bakugo!"
The authoritative tone of his homeroom teacher shook him to his very core, but did not deter him from wanting to advance on his opponent.
"That's enough!"
"This is not the time for this teach!"
With the argument distracting them Dabi took advantage and sent another Jet Burn their way. Luckily they took notice and took immediate action.
Bakugo stepped out of the way just as the blue flame passed him. The intense heat singeing some of his hair. 'Damn that's hot!'
"Oh shit!"
The blonde turned towards Aizawa seeing the hellish blaze make its way towards him.
Using his capture scarf, he wraps it around one of the police car doors, ripping it off its hinges and pulling it back in front of him to shield himself from the blast. Luckily it worked, to an extent. The door had kept the blast from causing severe damage but the mere force was enough to push Aizawa into a heavily armored police truck.
*Crash*
"Ow."
Seeing that pissed Bakugo off even more. The amount of pissed off this guy can get is everlasting isn't it?
Turning back to Dabi with a burning fire in his heart, one even stronger than Dabi's flames, he spoke… in the most confusing way ever!
"Oh shit! That FUCKING DOES IT! Put your hands behind your knees, and get down on your head. NOW!" See. Sparks started going off in his hands and their power was intensifying by the second.
Recuperating from his little blast off Aizawa tries intervening… again.
"Bakugo! What did we just talk about on our way here!" The older man called.
Without turning or even really thinking he answered, "Label everything in the refrigerator!"
Aizawa facepalmed. Not mainly to what Bakugo said, but to himself. 'I knew I should've brought that up at a different time'.
"No! About how you should not escalate the situation!"
"RULES ARE MEANT TO BE BROKEN!"
"THAT'S THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF WHAT THEY'RE MEANT FOR!"
The explosive teen looked back and forth between Aizawa and Dabi multiple times before… "FUCK! FINE!"
"Let's try this again…" he spoke through grit teeth, "..As you know I'm Lord Explosion Murder…"
"You know that name wasn't allowed!"
'Thanks for the reminder old man' A vein was popping from his head as he clasped his fist tight.
"My name is Bakugo and I'm the hero who's going to bring you down right now." The amount of strength it took for him to speak calmly was remarkable.
"You're not a hero yet, remember. You're a hero in training!"
That was it! "SHUT IT!"
And with that a whole battle began with the teacher and student duo arguing it out.
Dabi just stood by looking like his stitches were about to burst due to him holding in a laugh. But he felt something hit his arm. It looked like some kind of dart, the next thing he knew he felt sleepy and everything went black.
While the pro hero and hero in training were arguing one of the police was able to get around and bring Dabi down with a tranquilizer dart.
The police took Dabi into custody but Aizawa and Bakugo were still going at it.
If this was what a pro hero was supposed to act like the world should be afraid of what might happen. But maybe it might get better… As long as the two in front of them would stop arguing and start working on improvements.
A/N And there you have it, a quick shout out to Marvel for creating the character Deadpool, and Marvel studios and Fox for making the Deadpool movies. This segment was based on what happened in the earlier parts of Deadpool 2.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I know I enjoyed trying to write it. Let me know what you all think. Till next time.