Y/n POV
Yellow, who I will now call Grenade because of his explosion quirk, rushed towards me, two explosions happening as he punched.
I dodged the punches with the effectiveness of a computer before I retaliated with a kick to his head.
He staggered and I saw him glare at me.
Grenade: is that all you got?!
He readied 2 more explosions, but I aimed the barrel of my rifle at his face, shooting him with a max charged shot.
He was blown away, on his stomach.
I walked over to him, stepping on his back as he tried to stand.
I pushed down, forcing him to the ground.
Y/n: night
I aimed my Gauss rifle at his head, charging up a shot.
Then the gun was thrown from my hands as green tried to fight me.
Green: get off him!
I jumped back, scanning him.
His quirk was given a name, but it was the same signature as All Might.
But the scan of his body showed he couldn't handle all of it.
I smirked, laughing.
Green: w-what's so funny?
Y/n: you! You think you're a threat!
The whole room when quiet, everyone staring at me.
I opened my face plates, glaring at him.
Y/n: your body can't handle the power of your quirk.
Green: y-you don't know that!
I reached over and picked up an assaultron blade from a table.
I then pointed it at him.
Y/n: alright. Show me
He hesitated and I shot forward.
I started swinging, striking him each time without giving him time to react.
I was then thrown away from him by a blast of fire.
I turned, seeing a kid with multicolored hair.
I reached onto my belt, activating a stealth boy.
The magnetic shield turned me invisible, letting me get up close.
I then dropped the assaultron blade before striking the boy across the face with a bare fist.
I gave another punch to his gut before kicking his knee back.
I then roundhouse kicked him, knocking him out.
I reappeared, my red eye glowing brightly.
Then pods sprung from the ground, assaultrons, robobrains and Mr Gutsies exiting.
All Might: kid, don't do this. Remember how many times heroes helped people
I turned away, picked Grenade up by the hair and threw him towards the other wanna-be heroes
Y/n: get rid of them. And don't let them come back
My robots when to work getting those fakers out, and I didn't even need a Sentry Bot.
Time skip(about enter more fallout references)
It was the next day, after All Might came. And I had a small predicament. If you could call it that.
I looked through a window, at the women in my yard.
She wore a black trench coat with a gray tie and top hat, holding a silver tommy gun.
She was looking up, straight at me.
Assaultron: sir? Would you like us to dispatch her?
After a minute, I shook my head.
Y/n: no thank you. I want to see why she's here first
I then walked away from the window, dawning my armor and Gauss rifle.
I then left the front door, standing face to face with the women.
???: Mechanist! It is I, the Silver Shroud!
I almost laughed. And not because this women was acting like she was, no.
It's because I remember this freaking stuff! When I was younger my parents and I watched the Silver Shroud tv show!
I'm laughed at how well she is doing this. She's fucking playing the part and I respect the hell out of it.
So I decided to do the same.
Y/n: then welcome Silver Shroud. I see you're found my "secret hideout"
We started to circle each other, sizing the other up.
Y/n: I just ask why you are here
Silver Shroud: why else am I here? To take you to justice!
I zoomed in with my robotic eyes, and I could see she had a small smile, as if holding in the laugher. I think she was enjoying I wasn't just attacking her.
Silver Shroud: you have your robots, yet you come out alone. Why?
Y/n: well, i assume you were waiting for me. You weren't attacking my robots.
She nodded.
Silver Shroud: then shall we make this fight begin?
I nodded and we stopped walking.
Y/n: indeed
She raised her gun and I raised mine.
And then it started.
Cliffhanger
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FanfictionA boy born without a quirk. He dreamed of being a hero. His parents were mechanics, also without a quirk. They They repaired cars, and sometimes super hero armor. This put a target on their backs. When the boy was 7, his parents were kidnapped by v...