My hero academia:Am I worthy?

Izuku froze, feeling adrenaline coursing through his veins. The wind brushed against his face, fear mingling with excitement. He gazed down at the city lights, which seemed as distant as stars. His legs trembled slightly, but the suit calmed him, enveloping him with a sense of confidence.

"You won't fall," came Venom's voice in his head, low yet encouraging.

"We are one now. Jump, and you'll feel us soar."

"But…," Izuku's voice quivered. "I've never…"

"You're stronger than you think. Trust me."

Izuku stood on the edge of the skyscraper, feeling the wind. The night city stretched out before him like a sea of light and motion. The lights from windows, the threads of car headlights, and millions of tiny sources of light created a picture that breathed with life.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward, letting gravity take hold. The free fall lasted only seconds, but for Izuku, it stretched into eternity. The wind whipped across his face, his clothes flapped, and he felt his heart stop, just before Venom acted. A tendril shot from his hand, latching onto the building's ledge.

The upward surge was smooth and powerful. The web stretched like a string, and Izuku's body soared upward, as if he were a bird. In that moment, he wasn't just jumping — he was flying. The suit clung to his body, transmitting sensations down to the smallest detail: from the wind to changes in pressure.

He swung his arm, releasing the web, and shot a new thread, hooking it onto a building's spire. He swung in a wide arc, and the wind howled in his ears. Izuku laughed involuntarily — not from fear, but from pure exhilaration.

"This is freedom. This is our power."

"Yes…" Izuku murmured, releasing another thread and falling. He caught a wall of another skyscraper, making another leap.

"This is incredible."

Every time he touched a new building, when tendrils clung to ledges, balconies, or signs, he felt harmony. Everything happened so easily, as if it were not just a leap, but a dance with the city. Below him flashed streets: rushing cars, occasional pedestrians, unaware of the new hero soaring above them.

His movements became faster, smoother. He described complex trajectories, spiraling in the air, and then plunged down, as if about to crash into the ground, but at the last moment, a tendril shot forward, pulling him back into flight. On one of the jumps, he flew so close to a window, he saw his reflection: a black suit gleaming in neon light, white eyes on the mask, and a white emblem, a symbol of his new identity.

He hung for a moment, swinging on the web, and looked down at the city. Skyscrapers, roads, every detail seemed to say: "You are now part of this world. No longer quirkless."

"I never thought flying could be like this…" he began, but didn't finish because he jumped again.

He flew through a narrow gap between buildings, almost brushing the walls. Each time he released the web, the sensations were different: sometimes it pulled like a taut rope, sometimes it yielded softly, as if responding to his mood.

"This is just the beginning, Izuku," Venom whispered when he paused on a ledge to catch his breath. "You're becoming what you've always dreamed of."

Izuku closed his eyes, listening to himself, feeling a new strength flowing through his veins. He looked down at the city, which now seemed not like chaos, but his personal playground for flights.

"Yes," he said, smiling under the mask. "I never want to stop."

****

Izuku continued to dash over the city, the embodiment of speed and freedom. With each jump, each swing of the arm releasing the web, he felt more alive.

He latched onto a café sign, made a sharp turn, and shot a thread towards a ledge. His body described a perfect arc in the air, and he felt the wind slicing through the space around him. Every gust of wind was a pleasant reminder that now he could do what once seemed impossible.

Izuku flew lower, approaching the flow of cars. Headlights blinded him, but he confidently dodged, diving from the shadow of one building and soaring to another. He landed on a bus roof, slid along it like a surfboard, and jumped off again, releasing the web.

"Do you feel it?" Venom asked. The voice sounded pleased, as if the flight was also his enjoyment.

"Of course!" Izuku exhaled, executing a somersault in the air. He flipped upside down, caught the gaze of a boy from a bus window, and smiled. The child waved excitedly, boosting Izuku's confidence even more.

He swung on the web, rising higher, towards the roof of one of the skyscrapers. There he released the thread, did three flips, and landed on the wall. His fingers felt the smoothness of the glass, but the suit instantly strengthened his grip.

"You're getting skilled," Venom noted with pride.

"Let's go higher. You know you want more."

"You're right," Izuku smiled.

He jumped, aiming for an antenna on the tallest building. The tendril shot out, hooked on, and he soared to a dizzying height. His breath was taken away, not from fear, but from joy.

Now he was above everyone. The wind intensified, but Izuku only enjoyed the sensation. He stood on the edge, feeling the suit adapt to his tense muscles, and looked at the endless horizon.

"I never thought the city could be so beautiful," he whispered.

"You're no longer that weak boy. Now you're part of something greater."

Izuku nodded, clenching his fists. He took a step back, accelerated, and jumped again. This time he didn't release the web immediately but allowed himself free fall. Everything around slowed: glowing windows, lines of roads, the shimmering horizon. He felt like a small point in a vast world but, at the same time, its center.

At the last moment, the tendril shot forward, firmly gripping a beam. Izuku soared into the air again, shouting with delight:

"Yes! This is incredible!"

He circled around buildings, leaped over streets, raced faster than ever before. Every moment was filled with joy, every breath felt like new strength. This city, this sky — they belonged to him now.

At some point, he paused again, hovering on the web between two buildings, and looked down. People didn't even suspect that high above, someone was flying, enjoying every moment.

"This is the best thing that ever happened to me," he said quietly.

"And this is just the beginning," Venom replied.

Izuku continued to fly over the city, growing more confident in his abilities. His movements became more graceful, and each touch of the web brought incredible pleasure. He circled towers, emerged from the shadows of alleys, flew so low over the streets that he could have touched the roofs of cars if he wanted.

He decided to test the limits of his abilities, releasing the web in the most unexpected places. He enjoyed risking, feeling gravity pull him down, and then, at the last moment, releasing a new thread and soaring again.

On one such jump, he miscalculated the distance. The tendril missed, and he flew down, directly onto a concrete square in front of a mall. His heart pounded, adrenaline flooded his consciousness.

"Aaaaaa!!!!" he screamed in panic, realizing the impact was inevitable.

But the suit reacted faster than his thoughts. Black ribbons burst from his back and arms, transforming into wings resembling webs. They spread with a rustle, and the air slowed his fall.

"What…is this?" Izuku exhaled, suspended in the air.

"Our new advantage," Venom's voice echoed.

"We can do more than you think. You're just beginning to understand your capabilities."

The wings, made of symbiotic material, shimmered in the light. They were both light and strong, as if woven from shadows. Izuku felt how they responded to his movements. A slight tilt of the body to the left — and he began maneuvering in that direction, to the right — and the wings followed him.

"This is…amazing," he whispered, spreading his wings wider.

He began moving again, not just flying on the web but soaring over the city like a winged predator. Izuku gained altitude, then folded his wings to feel the free fall again. This time he wasn't afraid. Just before the ground, he spread his wings and glided over the streetlights like a knife through air.

"We can do anything," Venom continued, enjoying their success.

Izuku began experimenting: releasing the web, creating trajectories, then smoothly transitioning to flight with the wings. At some point, he aimed directly at a skyscraper wall, and Venom instantly spread the wings, reducing speed, allowing Izuku to land softly on the wall like a cat.

"These wings… They're like an extension of me," Izuku said, standing on the wall and looking at his hands.

"With them, I feel truly free."

"You are free, Izuku," Venom confirmed. "But this is just the beginning. We have the whole world ahead of us."

Izuku pushed off the wall, spread his wings again, and looped through the air, flying further. Now he felt his possibilities were limitless.

****

In one of the alleys of Mustafu, a hero with white hair ran in a strange uniform. The costume resembled dark fabric with metal inserts for protection and gloves enhancing his strength. The alley was dirty and damp, with an unpleasant smell, and he had to run in such places to catch villains.

"What's the matter, hero? Out of breath? This isn't an interview on TV," the villain sneered, running away. The hero, insulted, began running faster.

"You're already a goner," the hero said, directing a stream of blue flame at him. The flame flew but dissolved in the air, surprising the owner of the fiery quirk.

"What?" he said, looking at the villain who smirked. He extinguished his quirk, but how did he do it?

"Didn't pay attention in school, hero? Fire goes out if deprived of oxygen. Here's a physics lesson for you," the villain with the air-stealing quirk could deprive a limited space of oxygen. The chase dragged on, he lured the hero into a trap. Looking at the alley, he saw many identical people.

"Look, the famous hero 'Dabi' is cornered. I can't believe it," Dabi realized he was surrounded by many copies of the same person. Seeing them approach, he began heating his hands until fire appeared.

"Pfft, let's see if I can roast each of you to a crisp," he sneered, starting to burn the enemies. They couldn't approach because of the heat of the blue flame, which was so intense that breathing near it was difficult. Clones fell, causing pain to the quirk holder. 20 clones soon turned to ash, and Dabi smiled, surrounded by his fire.

"Last chance to surrender. If you want to avoid burns, surrender voluntarily," Dabi shouted, but they began laughing, provoking his anger.

"Pchah, watched too many movies, hero. Hold on, let me find handcuffs in my pockets, and you can cuff me," patience snapped, and Dabi released a barrage of fire, which extinguished when the villain activated his quirk. Surprised, Dabi turned off his quirk and went into hand-to-hand combat, but the villain expanded his abilities thanks to a trigger injected by his partner. Expanding his abilities, he deprived Dabi of oxygen. Struggling to breathe, he tried to activate his quirk, but it was useless.

"Haha, the son of hero number one, now folded like a turtle. They'll pay a decent sum for his head," the villain with the cloning quirk looked at his partner trying to maintain sanity. His eyes gleamed with madness, and it was a miracle he resisted the mind-suppressing drug.

"Be careful with him, we need him alive to extract information."

Thick smoke and heat surrounded the space as if the earth itself decided to incinerate everything alive. Dabi stood on his knees, clutching his throat, shadows of despair flickering in his eyes. Villains confidently approached, as if the scent of prey heightened their cruelty. Watching the scene unfold, Izuku stood on a rooftop. Seeing Dabi losing, he wanted to jump but was stopped by Venom.

"We must help him, or he'll die," Izuku said, but Venom didn't want to risk it.

"This isn't our problem. Why risk our lives for someone you don't know? We are meant to help those who can't protect themselves, and he's a hero capable of standing up for himself. If he can't defeat a villain, that's his problem," Venom reasoned, puzzling Izuku, who disagreed.

"He needs help. If we don't help him, he'll die, and society will lose a protector. If I want to be a hero, it's my moral duty to help anyone in need," Izuku reasoned, countering Venom's thoughts, who was displeased with his host's decision.

"What's in it for us? What will he give us? A thank you? You can't put thank you in your pocket," Venom's selfish thoughts didn't please Izuku, who wanted to help without asking for anything in return. A true hero, in Izuku's view, didn't demand gratitude from those saved, and now, this was his first real rescue, and someone was telling him it wasn't his business. Izuku's will for heroism was stronger than his selfish desire for gain, otherwise, he wouldn't be different from second-rate heroes.

"Listen, if we don't help him, what kind of hero am I? This is our first real fight, and I can find out and record what I'm capable of," the word "I" didn't please Venom, and his host's will was stronger than his own will for profit and selfishness, but he couldn't resist and allowed him to control him out of pure curiosity about how his host would behave under the symbiote's influence.

"Fine, I'll let you fight. You can go," Venom grumbled, hearing him start muttering, analyzing the opponents.

"There are two opponents: one with an air-stealing quirk, the other with cloning. I need to eliminate the one with the air-stealing quirk first, then deal with the clones," Izuku didn't know they could hear each other's thoughts. When Dabi's face began to turn blue, the villain with handcuffs approached him. Dabi lost consciousness when the villain's quirk disappeared, allowing his partner to tie him up.

"Now!" Izuku mentally told himself.

Reaching out, he imagined pulling the villain with the air-stealing quirk, but nothing happened. Jumping from the rooftop, he released tendrils and shot towards the villain, striking him in the face. The villain began losing balance, awkwardly flailing his arms. To prevent him from recovering, Izuku released tendrils from his back, pulling him closer. The tendrils gripped his throat, and with a single motion, he pulled him in. Izuku felt a power flowing through his veins that he had never experienced before. The euphoria of the fight was intoxicating, but he heard indistinct voices in his head, resembling whispers. Drawing the villain closer, he used his fists to neutralize him. The first punch struck the ribs, breaking them, the second hit the stomach with incredible force, and the third punched the head, knocking him out. Wrapping him with a tendril, he looked into his eyes and, not wanting him to interfere further, heard voices in his head.

KILL! KILL! EAT HIS HEAD!

The voices screamed, but he resisted the urge to kill and threw him against the wall, breaking a few bones.

"What the hell?!" the villain yelled, finishing binding Dabi. Seeing his partner quickly knocked out, he saw Izuku. The dark matter shimmered in the firelight, and the white emblems on the chest and eyes reflected the flames, making his appearance ominous.

Pointing a finger, Izuku spoke in a sinister voice, frightening the villain.

"You're next," terrified, the villain activated his quirk, creating 20 clones who trembled with fear.

"What are you standing there for? Attack him!" shouted the leader, and the clones rushed at him. Clenching his fist, Izuku felt the symbiote moving through his arms. His hands deformed, grabbing all the clones with symbiotic tendrils, lifting them into the air, and slamming them into the ground, knocking them out. The tendril retracted, and the villain fell on his back, retreating from Izuku.

The symbiote shot a tendril, and Izuku pulled himself to him, sitting on his stomach, delivering five powerful blows. His face turned crimson, and he could be heard choking on his blood. To be sure, Izuku delivered one final blow.

"What…what are you?" the villain whispered, but Izuku simply frowned, leaning closer to his face. Rising from his stomach, Izuku wrapped his waist with a tendril and threw him into the wall, knocking him out. Regaining consciousness, Dabi saw two unconscious villains who almost killed him.

Trying to stand, he felt his hands and feet bound. Attempting to free himself, he failed but saw the person who saved him jump down from a dumpster. A dark suit with a white emblem and large white eyes.

"Hey, free me," he said, and Izuku turned his head and approached him. Grabbing the handcuffs, he broke them, surprising Dabi. Izuku remained silent, not wanting to speak to maintain his cover. Freeing himself, he stood at full height, with Izuku being taller, looking down at him.

"Thank you for the help; if not for you, who knows what would have happened to me," said Dabi, extending his hand. Izuku looked at him skeptically but shook his hand. Dabi felt his grip strength and was impressed by his heroism. A non-distinctive dark costume and a silent character who doesn't ask unnecessary questions earned respect in Dabi's eyes, who disliked almost half of the heroes he saw on the streets. Wanting to get acquainted, Dabi introduced himself first.

"My hero name is 'Dabi.' Glad to meet you. I haven't seen you before. Are you a new underground hero?" he asked Izuku, but he simply released his hand and frowned, continuing to remain silent until Venom spoke in his head.

"Why are you silent, Izuku? He wants to befriend you," Venom said, but Izuku was puzzled by how brutally he dealt with the villains, but more importantly, they would be recovering for almost a year from the injuries he inflicted.

"I don't want to break the cover. If he finds out I'm heroing without a license, he might try to arrest me," logically explaining his choice, he continued to remain silent, looking into his turquoise eyes.

"Can you change your voice?" Izuku asked Venom, who laughed at his question.

"You're underestimating us, Izuku. We can not only change voices but also distort them," Izuku sighed approvingly and spoke to Dabi in a low, sinister voice.

"I… Yes, I'm an underground hero who recently debuted," he said, but the voice didn't unsettle Dabi; instead, it increased trust in his eyes regarding the new underground hero.

"Hmm, interesting. I've been looking for a partner for night missions. Want to join me in cleaning up the streets? You and I will have each other's backs. What do you say?" Dabi placed a friendly hand on his shoulder. The offer was tempting for Izuku, but he only wanted to refuse, saying he worked alone, but Venom intervened.

"Don't refuse the offer, Izuku. We will gain valuable connections, and he won't turn us over to the police. He will be useful. Accept his offer," urged Venom, convincing Izuku to agree. After weighing all the pros and cons, Izuku accepted the proposal.

"I accept your offer, but with one condition."

"And what might that condition be?" Dabi asked, furrowing his brow.

"You will teach me everything you know and show me your skills. Your techniques, attacks, and abilities."

"Is that all? I'm beginning to think you might be trying to use this information to find my weaknesses and kill me," Dabi replied, which didn't satisfy Izuku, making him nervous. Dabi then asked the most awkward question.

"Are you a vigilante?" The question puzzled Izuku. Seeing his tension, Dabi withdrew his hand from Izuku's shoulder and prepared to use his fire. Izuku mentally considered leaving but decided to answer honestly.

"Yes, I am a vigilante. And I won't hide it. If you want to arrest me, go ahead," Izuku said, and Dabi's smile grew wider. He was pleased with the answer, for he had been seeking a vigilante who wouldn't be bogged down by bureaucracy but would do what was necessary. He had long needed someone who would operate from the shadows.

"Damn, this day is a real gift. I've been looking for someone like you. I'll teach you everything I know, and in return, you'll help clear the streets of villains at night. Don't worry about this incident; I'll take full responsibility, and there won't be a word about you. What do you think?" Izuku sighed heavily and, with a heavy heart, shook Dabi's hand. Looking at the smiling face of his future partner, he smiled under his mask.

"All right, I'll accept the offer," Izuku said in an even tone.

"Excellent! We'll meet at this address tomorrow. I have a gift for you. I don't take no for an answer, so be there at 9 PM. Understood?" Izuku hesitated but accepted the slip of paper with the coordinates.

"All right, I'll be there," Izuku replied, preparing to leap away, but Venom moved first, and using his tendrils, he began climbing up the wall.

"See you, ghostly mute, until next time," said Dabi. It was a success for him, as this day became the best in his career. Thanks to Izuku, he would impress his father, "Endeavor," and become a worthy successor to the number one hero of his generation. This young man would lead him to his goal, and finally, he could impress his father as he had long dreamed.

To be continued.