INT. JUVENILE DETENTION CENTER TRAINING AREA - DAY
A year has passed since Jiraiya extended his transfer, and Izuku, now 11 years old, has been undergoing intense training under his mentor's guidance. His progress has been remarkable, but there are still areas where he struggles.
Jiraiya stands in the training area, ready to awaken his sleeping pupil.
JIRAIYA
(throws cold water on Izuku's face)
Wake up, you lazy bum! You're already late for your classes.
Izuku startles awake, his eyes wide with panic.
IZUKU
(shouting)
What was that for, you old man!
JIRAIYA
(chuckling)
Watch your tongue, kid.
Izuku quickly composes himself, realizing his outburst.
IZUKU
(sighs)
Sorry, sensei. What time is it?
JIRAIYA
(smiling)
Calm down, kid. I already told your teacher you're taking a day off.
Izuku's face lights up with relief.
IZUKU
(grateful)
You're the best, sensei!
JIRAIYA
(grinning)
Because you'll be training with me today.
Izuku's expression quickly shifts from joy to dread.
IZUKU
(groaning)
Anything but your training, sensei. It's literal hell.
JIRAIYA
(raising an eyebrow)
Excuse me?
IZUKU
(hastily)
I mean, I'm sorry! Sorry, alright?
JIRAIYA
(laughing)
Alright, alright. Get ready and meet me at the ground.
Izuku hurries to prepare for training, knowing he can't escape Jiraiya's rigorous regimen.
After a refreshing bath and breakfast, Izuku appears in his training outfit.
JIRAIYA
(addressing Izuku)
Are you ready, kiddo? Today, you'll fight me until you land three hits. No lunch until then.
Izuku's eyes widen in shock.
IZUKU
(panicking)
Thank you, pervy sensei! Do you want me to kill myself?
JIRAIYA
(smirking)
Any problems?
IZUKU
(hastily)
Uh, no, sensei. I'm ready to train.
The two begin their sparring session, with Jiraiya easily overpowering Izuku. Hours pass, and Izuku's frustration grows as he struggles to land a hit.
JIRAIYA
(panting)
Tired already, kid?
IZUKU
(panting)
Water... please, sensei. I'm tired. Let me eat.
JIRAIYA
(teasing)
You're giving up too easily, blaming others. That's not the spirit of a hero.
Izuku slaps himself in realization, his determination renewed.
IZUKU
(determined)
I understand now, old man. Fight me and finish it.
JIRAIYA
(smirking)
Challenge accepted.
The intensity of their fight increases, with Izuku pushing himself to the limit. In a burst of determination, Izuku finally lands a hit on Jiraiya, surprising them both.
IZUKU
(grinning)
I knew you'd have to answer my request.
Their spar continues until Izuku's quirk suppression ring begins to show signs of damage.
JIRAIYA
(concerned)
Your ring is damaged, Izuku. When was the last time you used your quirk?
IZUKU
(reassuring)
Don't worry, sensei. I can control my quirk.
JIRAIYA
(skeptical)
Prove it.
Izuku challenges Jiraiya to one last match, promising not to question him again if he can't land a hit.
As Izuku and Jiraiya faced off in their final match, the tension crackled in the air like static electricity. Sweat glistened on Izuku's brow as he eyed his mentor, determination burning in his emerald-green eyes.
JIRAIYA: Ready, kiddo?
Izuku nodded, his jaw set in determination.
Their clash began with a flurry of strikes and dodges, the sound of their movements echoing in the training area. Izuku moved with incredible speed and agility, his movements fluid and precise. But Jiraiya was no slouch either, matching Izuku blow for blow with his own impressive martial prowess.
As the battle raged on, Izuku felt something stirring deep within him, a power he hadn't fully tapped into before. His muscles tensed, and his breathing quickened as he pushed himself harder, delving into the depths of his own potential.
Suddenly, a surge of energy surged through Izuku's body, causing his aura to darken and crackle with ominous power. His eyes gleamed with an otherworldly light as he unleashed his hidden strength, tapping into a reservoir of power he never knew he had.
Jiraiya sensed the shift in Izuku's energy and moved to intervene, but it was too late. Izuku's newfound power overwhelmed him, and with a mighty roar, he unleashed a devastating punch that sent Jiraiya hurtling through the air.
The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the ground, shaking the very foundations of the training area. All around them, the air crackled with tension as Izuku stood panting, his chest heaving with exertion.
In another part of the city, All Might felt a disturbance in the air and knew instinctively that something was amiss. With a sense of foreboding, he raced towards the source of the disturbance, his heart pounding with apprehension.
Meanwhile, in the juvenile detention center, the incarcerated villains sensed Izuku's newfound power and watched with bated breath as he unleashed his fury upon his mentor. Jiraiya fought valiantly to contain Izuku's berserk state, but the young boy's power was unlike anything he had ever seen before.
Their battle reached its climax as Jiraiya delivered a powerful blow that knocked Izuku unconscious, his body slumping to the ground in a heap. As the dust settled, Jiraiya approached his fallen student, a mixture of pride and concern etched on his weathered face.
JIRAIYA: You've come a long way, kid. But you still have much to learn.
With a heavy heart, Jiraiya lifted Izuku's unconscious form and carried him to safety, knowing that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges and dangers unlike any they had faced before.