Chapter 4 - chapter 4 shadows in day one

🔥 CHAPTER 4 — "SHADOWS ON DAY ONE"

U.A. smelled like fresh pavement, glass, and destiny.

Devon Jackson stepped through the massive gates of U.A. High, his heart punching his ribs like a drumline. Students buzzed all around him—quirks sparking, levitating, muttering, bragging.

This wasn't some middle school hallway.

This was the battlefield of the future.

And he was finally standing on it.

His hand brushed the cool metal of his watch.

SOLE SHIFT.

His ticket to becoming a hero.

If he didn't screw it up.

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✅ CLASS 1-A

He found the door. Huge. Intimidating. Famous.

1-A.

The class that would change the world.

Devon inhaled and slid it open.

Instant chaos.

Kirishima arm-wrestling Sero. Mina cheering. Kaminari frying a corner of the desk. Bakugo yelling something explosive. Midoriya scribbling insane notes. Uraraka floating her backpack by accident.

Devon blinked.

"Yo…this class is a whole circus."

A few heads turned.

Kirishima grinned. "New guy! Yo! What's your quirk, bro?"

Before Devon could answer—

A shadow loomed behind him.

Not a figurative one.

A literal one.

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✅ ENTER AIZAWA

Shaggy hair. Tired eyes. Capture scarf dragging behind him like a ghost.

Shota Aizawa.

The man who could erase quirks with a blink.

"Sit down," he muttered flatly. "Less talking. More listening."

The whole room dropped into silence.

Aizawa scanned them—bored, but dangerous.

"It's irrational to waste time on friendships. You're here to become heroes. Or wash out trying."

Devon gulped.

Welcome to U.A.

"Uniforms are in your lockers. Track field. Now."

Someone raised their hand.

"What about the entrance ceremony?"

Aizawa didn't blink.

"You think villains wait for ceremonies?"

Boom. End of discussion.

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✅ THE FIELD — QUIRK APPREHENSION TEST

The wind whipped across the massive outdoor arena. Aizawa stood with a tablet in hand.

"You're here because you passed the entrance exam. But that just measures combat potential. Today, we measure capability."

His eyes were ice.

"And let me be clear—last place? Expelled."

Gasps. Panic. Devon's stomach twisted.

Expelled? On Day One?

Aizawa pointed to Devon.

"You. Jackson. You registered your quirk three years ago. 'Sole Shift,' correct?"

Devon nodded, suddenly aware of dozens of eyes on him.

"Explain it."

He swallowed. "Uh—when I activate the watch, my shoes change into different forms. Different colors give me different powers."

Bakugo snorted. "So you're a walking shoe catalog?"

Devon smirked. "Better than being a walking temper tantrum."

A few students choked back laughs.

Bakugo's eye twitched.

Aizawa cut through the tension.

"Then let's see if your quirk is more than fashion."

He tossed Devon a softball.

"Distance throw. With your quirk."

Devon stared at the ball.

This was it.

His first real test.

He hit the watch.

CLICK—FLASH—RED.

Red Jordans. Speed enhancement.

He sprinted, twisted, and launched the ball with a cyclone-force spin.

FWOOOOOOOSH—

The ball vanished into the sky.

Aizawa glanced at his tablet.

"1,941 meters. Impressive."

Midoriya's eyes sparkled. "Amazing!"

Bakugo clicked his tongue. "Tch. Lucky."

Devon wiped sweat from his brow.

One test down.

Too many to go.

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✅ THE PRESSURE BUILDS

Dash test. Jump test. Grip strength.

Devon pushed himself, switching between red, blue, and gold sneakers—each power helping him survive the gauntlet.

But then—

Test 7: Endurance Combat Simulation

A training robot tore through the ground, towering over the class. Students gasped.

Aizawa pointed.

"Jackson. You're up."

Devon blinked. "Just me?"

"Yes. Let's see what your quirk does under life-threatening pressure."

Life-threatening?

The robot roared and charged.

Devon panicked.

He slammed the watch.

CLICK—FLASH—RED.

He dodged—barely—skidding across the dirt.

The robot swung again.

Too fast.

Too close.

Too strong.

Red wasn't enough.

His pulse thundered.

The watch vibrated.

A new symbol flickered beneath the glass—

Dark.

Twisting.

Almost alive.

A voice in his mind whispered:

Use me.

His hand trembled.

"No… I don't know what that is…"

The robot raised its massive arm.

Devon had seconds.

Everyone watched.

Aizawa didn't move.

His instincts screamed.

CLICK.

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✅ THE SHADOW JORDANS

BOOM.

A pulse of black and purple energy exploded outward.

The sky dimmed.

Light bent.

Devon's shoes morphed into sleek, jagged high-tops—black like void, glowing purple at the seams.

A chill washed over the field.

Mina shivered.

"What…is that?"

Iida stepped back. "A disturbing aura—!"

Aizawa's eyes narrowed.

"Unregistered form…"

Devon felt it.

Power.

Pressure.

Darkness.

Like the shadows weren't around him—

They were obeying him.

The robot charged.

Devon didn't move.

The shadows did.

His own silhouette stretched, rose, twisted—and transformed into a towering wolf-shaped beast of pure darkness.

RRRAAAAAAHHH!

The shadow beast lunged.

CRASH.

The robot was torn apart—metal shrieking, sparks flying—until nothing remained but shredded parts.

The shadow wolf turned its head.

Its glowing eyes locked onto Devon.

Like it was waiting.

Hungry.

Obedient.

Or both.

Devon's breath hitched.

"Stop…stop!"

The beast dissolved in a swirl of black smoke.

Silence.

No cheers.

No claps.

Just fear.

Even Bakugo didn't speak.

Aizawa stepped forward slowly.

"Jackson."

Devon flinched.

Aizawa's expression was unreadable.

"That power… Did you know you could do that?"

Devon shook his head, terrified.

"No. And I don't want to use it again."

Aizawa studied him.

Not angry.

Not impressed.

Just serious.

"Good. Fear shows awareness. But understand this—"

He leaned in.

"One day, you may have no choice."

Devon's hands shook.

He knew Aizawa was right.

That form—those shadows—felt limitless.

And dangerous.

Like if he used them again…

They might not let go.

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✅ RESULTS

Aizawa read off the rankings.

First place?

Not Bakugo.

Not Todoroki.

Not Midoriya.

But—

DEVON JACKSON: Rank #1

Gasps.

Whispers.

Stares.

Devon didn't smile.

He didn't celebrate.

Because all he could think about…

Was that monstrous shadow looking at him.

Waiting.

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✅ END OF CHAPTER 4 — "THE SHOE WITH TEETH"

Devon has joined Class 1-A. He's earned the top score. He's proven his power.

And he's awakened something terrifying.