An Uncaring Anomaly

 Awaking somewhere not very known is pretty disorientating as well as it being dark out unable to know the time. Hopping off the bed and traversing out of the room flinching from all the creeks in the floor, I decided to try and cushion my steps with the wind. It took longer than I hoped but now I wasn't producing sound other than my breathing and the sound of the door opening.

Taking a peak outside of the room I see a faint glow on the walls of the hallway I make my way to what appears to be the living room. Seeing the two Midoriya talking while the tv was on I could only assume the time was from seven to ten P.M. 

"So I've been thinking mom can Hunter stay here. I don't want him to be hurt by the monster in the streets right now." Izuku said softly worry evident in his voice. "I know I haven't know him for long but we have to do something. We can't leave him out their."

"Ahem." "AHHHH!" Both Izuku and Inko jumped simultaneously whipping their heads to me. "How long have you been standing there" Inko was the first to respond. "Long enough to know the kindness of Izuku". I said a small smile forming as I looked at him. "I do not need help when I have been on the streets for more than half my life. Plus if Miss Midoriya wanted me to stay I would have to get all the stuff from all the places I hide them." Izuku had a contemplative look on his face "B-but what about the killer on loose in the city?" "What about them, Here I'll pinky promise that ill comeback in a week to hang out ok?"

"Are you sure, We don't want you to get hurt out there when you are alone." Inko responded this time a handkerchief already in her hand. "Of course I wouldn't have survived for so long if I were stupid." I smiled at the concern of a mother. Reaching the door nob Inko called out once more. "Are you sure that you would like to stay over for dinner and until the morning."

"I would love to but I still have things to do even in the night." I responded looking back at the both of their worried expressions. Finally opening the door and waving goodbye I close the door and enhancing myself enough to boost by two times. 

Just around ten minutes of jogging I got to the beach and entering my little base. 'Time to test somethings' Slowly I let the into the shape of a bow with the thread acting as the string. Finishing I let the mana reabsorb into me to try and make it faster.

A half hour had gone by as now the bow can almost be made in an instant, Solid yet bendable pulling the string it had no resistance and hardly any weight. Letting it go the string snapped back as if it should have had a lot of weight behind it. 'That was strange'. Pulling it back again I let an arrow be created over and over again as I fired into the near by trash, Only making wholes before dissipating. 'Very fast and well I guess accurate never shot a bow all too much. Makes me feel like a Quincy'

'Now if I could create a bow then I could create a boat but first I want to see if I could become Jesus and stand on water'. Making my way to the shore I warm the nearby water to a comfortable degree. Taking a page from Naruto I flow some mana to the souls of my feet and standing on the water. I could already tell I was going to fall if I moved so I put a little more into it and slid my foot across the water getting a feel for how I should go about it.

Shifting and taking my first step was immediately met with failure and my foot came in touch with the sandy floor and since I'm not an anime character I didn't fall when going down a foot. By the time I had it down It was at least midnight. Now comfortably standing on the water I began the process of creating a simple rowboat. If I can create a row boat I think I can create a dreadnought.

Continuing the creation of a rowboat it took nearly ten minutes to complete, 'As long as I keep at least a thread attached to my creation it won't dissipate into nothing. Though my regen is still faster than what the boat is taking I wonder how large of a creation could I make before I see the drain.'

Getting back on land after reabsorbing the boat I get a somewhat crazy idea, To make the Susanoo into a reality. The grin splitting my face as set on my objective letting a small aura surround me as the drain becomes very noticeable when trying to make the ribcage nearly 400 a second and its only been two minutes a dent in my reserves and I'm not even done with the first stage. Stopping, I take the loss and move on to something I actually wanted with the extra practice of creating objects.

The chain link I was creating I put time and effort to make sure it was really sturdy as well as looked like the Uzumaki's chains cause they were very cool in my opinion. I took the time to practice with these creating and absorbing them from one hand into the other. I made some on my back so it could help with lifting, and movement like its weaker brother rope.

my final creation the one I was most hyped for was to make a gun, At least something that I could rapid fire the mana bullets and look cool doing it. 'Now if I remember I have a lot of guns from all the people I collected from but I do have one in mind'.

'The World War heavy machine guns always have a place in my heart so ill create one of those, Not sure if the Browning m1919 would look badass if I had it.' Thinking for a minute I make my mind to create the browning. A slow detailed process had commenced, Even seeing the sun rise after hours of thinking and adjusting to make it look perfect.

Five maybe Six A.M and I was mentally exhausted but finally had the finished product. Almost weightless like the bow as I took a look over it admiring my work. I got up and stretched before heading onto my sandy bed still keeping the gun in my hand. I stopped all mana related action letting my perfected weapon dissipate before my eyes having to practice it later. Heating up the ground again I lay down as I put my door in once more with the new chains. 'A night well spent I would say, walking on water creating a boat, bow and a machine gun I say it was well worth It.' I let my eyelids close feeling the warmth of the heated sand comfort me as I go into unconsciousness.