A New World
Rocket opened his eyes to see himself in what looked to be an alleyway of a city. He looked around his surroundings when he noticed a bag sitting beside himself. Now yes Rocket is part of the Guardians Of The Galaxy but he was still a sneaky Mercenary at heart. He went to the bag and opened it to see a letter along with other papers and things in it. He looked at the bag with suspicion but took the letter out to read.
“Dear Rocket Raccoon, you have been transported to another world. I have given you official documents to fill out. The moment the documents have been filled they will automatically add you into this world's system. This bag also contains one thing from each of your friends. They will still have them in their world but yours are the original versions of them.
You will also gain an account and card for a bank and a small apartment when the documents have been filled out. I will give you some info about this world. In this world 80% of the population have a power that they call a ‘Quirk’, this world is also quite black and white with almost zero grey. This world is run with the idea that a quirk can be ‘Heroic’ or ‘Villianous’. There are hero schools that teach kids how to use their Quirks to defeat villains.
The main version of authorities they have are called ‘Pro-Heros’ they have a special licence to use their quirks in public. If you wish to gain a licence to use your quirk in public you must enrol in a hero school to gain that licence. The most popular hero school in Japan is UA High School. They also have a support course used for students that wish to make support gear for other heroes to use in battle. I wish you luck in this new super powered world and I also suggest signing up for the UA Support course and maybe even ask the principal of UA if you can also be in the Hero course. Yours Truly, ******”
“Great a bunch of wanna-be heroes that all have sticks up their ass and are goodie-two-shoes.” Rocket thought with irritation while grabbing the documents that needed to be filled out.
Rocket closed the bag and walked around the city wanting to know how this world worked and saw new things and different looks all around him. He looked to see people leaving a building carrying books and walked in, finding a small desk with a couple pencils to fill the documents out.
“Okay so what do I need to sign?” Rocket thought while reading and filling out all the documents until he made it to ‘Name:’. “Wait what should my full name even be?” Rocket thought in confusion. “I could do Raccoon? No wait that would sound derogatory. What if I take Peter’s last name? I know I will probably never see him again so why not he’s my best friend anyways.” Rocket thought then wrote it down.
‘Name: Rocket Quill.’