MHA: Quirk Containment

Arrested

it was somewhat a normal day of Class 1A

Todoroki was asking Midoriya for advice on asking out Momo

Aizawa was chilling in his sleeping bag

Kaminari was who knows where

Kaminari was who knows where

KAMINARI WAS WHO KNOWS WHERE

in case you haven't noticed Kaminari's not at UA

he was walking through the streets at night to take his mind off the stress of failing the Hero Course, his hands stuffed in his pockets as he looked around

Kaminari was known as the idiot of Class A, he was still quite smart but people didn't believe that. just because he's not as smart as Iida, Todoroki or anyone else at UA doesn't mean he's dumb, he sighed as he stopped walking to lean against a wall "do i really have a chance at being a hero?" he said to himself, he reached into his jacket and took out a wrapped foil brownie (don't worry there isn't any pot in it) unwrapped it and ate it, he then heard footsteps approaching him. he turned to see a police man with a cigar in his mouth and shades covering his eyes

The policeman then stopped, took a hit from his cigar and looked at Kaminari "nice night ain't it kid?" he asked the young man who stopped lounging on the wall and answered "yeah, lots of stars tonight" the policeman tapped his cigar to get rid of some remaining ash "so what are you doing out so late at night? your folks could get worried" "eh my parents know i can handle myself, but to answer your question i'm on a night walk to take my mind off the stress of failing school. considering i'm kinda dumb, at least to my friends" Kaminari rubbed the back of his head laughing awkwardly

The policeman took another drag, studying Denki through those dark shades. "Dumb, huh? I doubt that. Takes brains to get into UA in the first place." He exhaled slowly. "You got ID on you, kid?" Denki straightened up, suddenly remembering Aizawa's lectures about proper conduct. "Oh, uh, yeah." He reached for his student ID, feeling oddly relieved to prove he belonged somewhere, even if he was failing. The cop examined it, tilting it toward a streetlight. "Hero Course. Impressive." His tone was flat, unreadable. "You know, we've had reports of Quirk-related incidents in this area. Gonna need you to come down to the station, answer some questions." Something felt off. Denki's Quirk crackled instinctively at his fingertips - just nerves, he told himself. "Questions about what? I've just been walking..." The cop's hand moved to his belt. "That gonna be a problem, son?"

Denki gulped, not trying to make this look ugly "n-no sir i just find it weird"

The policeman nodded slowly, like Denki had just confirmed something. "You got a Quirk, kid?"

It was a weird question. Obviously he had a Quirk - he was in UA's Hero Course. But Denki answered anyway. "Yeah, Electrification. Why?" The cop's hand moved to his radio. Not his belt. His radio. Something cold settled in Denki's stomach. "Found one." The policeman's voice was flat, emotionless. Not even looking at Denki anymore.

"Wait, found one? What do you—"

The crackle of multiple radios responding made Denki's head snap up. Footsteps. Lots of them. From both ends of the street, from the alley beside him. Dark figures emerging from shadows, all wearing the same uniform, moving with military precision. This wasn't right. This wasn't normal.

"Whoa, hold on—" Denki's hands sparked involuntarily, electricity dancing between his fingers as panic kicked his Quirk into gear. He raised them defensively. "I'm a UA student, I haven't done anything—"

The first cop didn't even flinch at the electricity. "Quirk user showing aggressive behavior. Subdue."

*Aggressive?* Denki barely had time to process the accusation before he heard the sharp *psst* of compressed air. The sting hit his neck before he could dodge. His hand flew up instinctively, fingers brushing the small dart now embedded in his skin. "Wha..." His quirk sputtered out. His knees buckled. The world tilted sideways as strong hands caught him before he hit the pavement. The last thing he saw before darkness took him was his UA student ID lying in a puddle, reflecting the streetlight above.