Multiversal Snippets

[1v1 - Izuku Midoriya VS Neito Monoma]

Izuku merely hummed, thinking on what to say. He shrugged before responding, "Why don't you try my Quirk?" He smirked deviously.

Neito narrowed his eyes, activating Izuku's Quirk. Fire started blazing from him and growing larger, making him smile wide with triumph.

"Ha! I shouldn't have been worried! Now you're absolutely..." Neito didn't finish what he was saying as the fire slowly turned into a blazing humanoid being that looked like a woman for some reason. The crowd started to murmur in both fear and awe.

"Wh-What is this!?" Neito demanded again, but this time there was a hint of fear in his voice.

Suddenly, the fiery being turned to Neito, making him stiffen in her gaze. Just as the copycat was about to deactivate the Quirk, the being snarled. "Unworthy..." She growled out.

Fumikage's eyes widened in surprise and slight alarm. 'His Quirk is like mine?' He thought, his Quirk rumbling with caution.

"HUH!? IT SPOKE! WHAT THE HELL IS MIDORIYA'S QUIRK!?" Present Mic questioned as Eraserhead looked as Izuku's file. "Apparently, his Quirk has some level of sentience, though it's currently unknown just how sentient it is," the still-recuperating teacher appraised.

"What?" Neito asked the being in confusion, only to be ignored as she slowly disappeared. Panicking, he reactivated the Quirk, but this time it was weaker than earlier.

"What!? Why is your Quirk weaker now!?" Neito raged at his opponent.

"Mine?" Izuku piped up, feigning ignorance at the fact that even a copy of his Quirk loathes Neito. "Don't you mean yours?" He continued, grinning.

Growling, Monoma swing his right arm outward, manifesting a blade made of fire.

"Doesn't matter," Neito snarled out, before running back in.

Izuku dodged the swing, crouching low to sweep Neito off his feet. Seeing this, Neito jumped to avoid the sweep, but then Izuku grabbed his leg and slammed him down to the ground, before kicking him away.

The crowd winced. "OUCH! MONOMA'S GONNA FEEL THAT TOMORROW!" Present Mic said.

Neito blasted jets of fire behind him to keep himself from flying out, but Izuku was already running in. Neito looked up, and shot Izuku with fire blasts. All of which Izuku avoided.

Seeing his opponent coming in closer, Neito covered his fists in fire as he also closed the distance, cocking back a fiery fist. Unfortunately for him, Izuku was much faster.

Neito threw his punch, only for Izuku to block it and smack the hand away. Before the blonde copycat could retaliate, Izuku discombobulated Neito to break his focus and hold on his copied Quirk.

Then he proceeded to humiliate Neito.

A punch to the stomach.

Then an open palm to the sternum.

Then a left-leg roundhouse kick to the face.

Then another punch to the stomach.

Then a combo flurry of jabs and hooks to the face and torso for almost 30 seconds.

Then uppercutting him, grabbing his right leg and then slamming him down to the ground.

The assault was stopped when Neito thrust his hand towards Izuku and blasted him away, making the crowd cheer from the turnaround.

"WHOA! A SUDDEN TURN OF EVENTS; MONOMA MIGHT HAVE A CHANCE NOW!" Present Mic yelled into his, well, mic, as Izuku somersaulted in the air before righting himself mid-air and boosted himself forward a bit, ensuring that he's still in the ring.