The Radio Hero: Deku!

Chapter 1! The Show Stopper!

"(I'm in your head and you're partly in mine, friend. Your Mother made the jambalaya under my guidance!)"

"Oh that makes sense..."

I stare a moment longer before looking in the mirror at the corner of my room. I jump a bit at my appearance! I look like a small green Alastor, horns and all! Except my left eye is split in two colors and my right is a permanent radio face. One of which is a dull gray right now. My excitement made the dial move back and forth. I let out a gasp of amazement!

"Woah..."

POV Alastor

I watch Izuku fawn over his new appearance! I've never had a user of my power/quirk be so innocent when awakening me.

'ɦɛ'ֆ ȶǟӄɨռɢ ɛʋɛʀʏȶɦɨռɢ աɛʟʟ ֆօ ʄǟʀ. ɨ ɛӼքɛƈȶɛɖ ɦɨʍ ȶօ ǟɮǟռɖօռ ɦɨֆ ɢօǟʟֆ ǟֆ ǟ ɦɛʀօ ɮʊȶ ȶɦɛʏ ǟʀɛ ֆȶɨʟʟ ʋɛʀʏ ʍʊƈɦ ȶɦɛʀɛ. ȶɦɨֆ աɨʟʟ ɮɛ ʋɛʀʏ ɛռȶɛʀȶǟɨռɨռɢ.'

'(He's taking everything well so far. I expected him to abandon his goals as a hero but they are still very much there. This will be very entertaining.)'

I stand up and head to his closet and look over his outfit choices. None of them were great or classy. My smile strains at the sight of jeans that are burnt to a crisp.

'ι'ℓℓ нανє тσ α∂∂яєѕѕ тнαт ℓαтєя.'

'(I'll have to address that later.)'

I wordlessly open a portal next to the boy, scaring him. I step towards the broccoli. Speaking with my usual static!

"𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓸𝓷 𝓘𝔃𝓾𝓴𝓾! 𝓘𝓽'𝓼 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓪 𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓵! 𝓦𝓮'𝓻𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼. 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓽𝔂𝓵𝓮 𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓼... 𝓣𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬. 𝓗𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻, 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓾𝓵!"

"(Come on Izuku! It's just a portal! We're going to get you some new clothes. Your style currently is... Tragic. However, your smile is wonderful!)"

I get a slight nod in agreement before I push him into the portal. I hear Izuku scream as he is whisked away to my favorite tailor.

'ֆʊƈɦ ǟ ӄɨɖɖɛʀ ɦɛ ɨֆ! ɦɛ'ʟʟ ງēt ʊֆɛɖ ȶօ ɨȶ ɨ ɦօքɛ. ɛɦ... ɦօքɛ...'

'(Such a kidder he is! He'll get used to it I hope. Eh... hope...)'

I step in behind him. I land perfectly on the blood crusted sidewalks of hell. I picked up Izuku with his shirt and set him straight. Dusting his drab clothes with care. He gains his bearings and stares around for a moment. I hold up 3 fingers and count down to one as he screams. I try to reel him back in after a few seconds.

"𝓘𝔃𝓾𝓴𝓾 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭... 𝓘𝔃𝓾𝓴𝓾...𝕀ℤ𝕌𝕂𝕌!𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓮𝓼, 𝓶𝔂 𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭!"

"(Izuku my friend... Izuku... IZUKU! Come to your senses, my good friend!)"

He jumps a bit but calms almost instantly. His eyes flash purple for just a moment. As he begins to speak I can tell he's still a bit shaken by the whole ordeal.