MHA: Reborn with Magneto's powers

The sun dipped lower in the sky, painting the streets in hues of orange and gold. Ryoma and Momo walked side by side, their conversation drifting from school topics to random interests. It had became a normal thing for them to go home with each other after school.

However, as they turned onto a quieter street, Ryoma suddenly tensed.

He felt them before he saw them.

A faint magnetic presence—several, actually—surrounding them. Metal objects, scattered across six different bodies. Piercings, jewelry, belts, phones, watches.

Ryoma's eyes flicked up, scanning the area ahead. The bullies from before were waiting at the entrance of a narrow alley, their expressions cocky and confident. Two more stepped out from behind, blocking any retreat.

Momo noticed Ryoma's shift in posture. She followed his gaze and immediately stiffened.

Momo whispered with a nervous voice: "It's them…"

One of the bullies—the one with the strength-enhancing Quirk insulted by Ryoma—stepped forward, cracking his knuckles.

Ryoma ignored him and subtly gestured for Momo to stay calm. Then, still keeping his voice low, he asked: "You used to hang around them, right? What are their Quirks?"

Momo swallowed her fear and quickly whispered back.

Bully 1-The leader of this group(Girl): Quirk: Nail claws. Her nails can extend into sharp and hard claws to slash.

Bully 2(Boy): his physical strengthening quirk: Minator - can turn him into a Minator-like monster with enlarged muscles and the horns on his head grow longer like a bull.

Bully 3(Boy):Quirk: Monster truck- can morph both feet into one gigantic wheel to roll forward rapidly at rapid speeds.

Bully 4(Girl): Quirk: Mace Arms can turn her arms into maces

Bully 5(Girl): Quirk: Air projectiles, can shoot condensed air bullets from her fingertips.

Bully 6(Girl): Quirk: Creating and controlling scissors, can create and control scissors out of her body

Ryoma listened carefully, processing the information in seconds.

He calmly responded: "Alright,here's what we'll do."

Momo watched as his gaze shifted, scanning the area ahead. Then, his lips curled slightly.

He found an escape route.

At the far end of the alley, past the bullies, was an open industrial area—an old repair shop with metal scraps, pipes, and discarded tools lying around. A perfect battlefield for him.

He turned slightly toward Momo with his low voice: "We're going to walk straight ahead. Act normal. When we reach that open lot, you run and try to call the police. Got it?"

Momo whispered in panic, "But—what about you? I can't just leave you here."

Ryoma replied without hesitation: "I'm not confident enough to fight them and protect you simultaneously. Plus, you calling the police would seal the outcome of this incoming situation. And by the way…"

Ryoma pulled out his phone, turned its camera mode on and gave it to Momo.

"Take this for me for a minute."

"You….you plan to record them?".Momo asked.

"Yup, I will let them attack first. Using quirks in public is illegal, however, using with the purpose of self-defense is another story. And I will get my proof easily out of these retards.", Ryoma pointed out.

Momo understood Ryoma's idea, she glanced at the bullies–they hadn't noticed the phone yet. But she asked one last time just to make sure:

"Are you sure you can control your phone at a distance that far?", She knew about Ryoma's magnetism quirk, but she didn't know to what extent he had mastered it.

"I never make a move without calculating everything first.", Ryoma assured.

Momo nodded, trusting him. "Be careful, okay?"

The moment had come, Momo sprinted away at full speed.

The bullies' leader girl noticed and shouted out loud:

"Don't let her escape!!!"

Monster Truck immediately morphed his feet into a massive wheel and accelerated toward her, tearing up the pavement.

But Ryoma was faster.

With a simple flick of his fingers, a cluster of steel rods nearby shot into the air and slammed into the ground, forming a barricade. The wheel boy barely had time to react before crashing straight into it.

As Momo ran, Ryoma's phone suddenly lifted from her hands and floated back to him.

Momo, glancing back, couldn't help but smile.

Ryoma stealthily levitated his phone, keeping it recording just above eye level so none of the bullies noticed.

"You-!" Monster Truck roared in rage, pulling himself up. He launched forward again, aiming a punch at Ryoma's face.

Ryoma didn't move.

Instead, he casually raised one hand, and the boy's belt buckle snapped upwards, lifting him off the ground.

"What the-?!" Monster Truck flailed, suspended mid-air.

Then, without hesitation, Ryoma flung the boy backward-straight into the wall and fell down to a pile of trash cans.

"Die you piece of shit!!", The Minotaur boy roared and charged at Ryoma, ready to give him a headbutt like a bull charging at a waving red flag.

Ryoma pushed him up in the air(via manipulating the metal rings he was wearing and metal plates he attached to his shoes) to dodge. The Minotaur slammed his own head into the wall, his horns stuck deep into it.

Ryoma took this chance and manipulated the steel rods to curl around the Minator, chaining him up. A steel rod curled around the boy's neck as it squeezed tighter and tighter, suffocating him.

Air bullets were shot at Ryoma and he blocked them with the remaining steel rods. Ryoma descended.

The girl with nail claws and the girl with mace arms attacked him.

Ryoma snorted, looking at the fancy metal piercings both of them were wearing and snapped his fingers.

Their piercings suddenly yanked forward, pulling against their skins.

"AAAAHHHH-!" they shrieked and cried in pain, grabbing their ears, noses and mouths as the metal piercings ripped out their skins, bleeding them terribly.

Then Ryoma threw a steel rod to hit the Air Projectiles girl's stomach, knocking her out.

The last girl was filled with horror as she witnessed her friends being punished brutally. Especially the two girls who got their skins ripped off because of their piercings.

Ryoma said with a calm yet threatening voice:

"You with the scissors quirk. Use your smooth brain for a bit. Do you honestly think there's a point of using your quirk to attack me? You are literally giving me free arsenals."

The girl was startled as Ryoma looked at her.

She didn't attack Ryoma right away like her friends as she had sensed something wrong the moment he controlled the metallic objects around him. Lucky for her, common sense saved her from getting the same fate as others.

She eventually gave up:

"I-I surrender…. I'm sorry…I-I didn't mean—"

"Shut your dog mouth up and stay where you are.",Ryoma interrupted her as he controlled his phone to fly back to his hand, ending the recording.

"I already have the proof recorded, none of you gonna escape from this."

Sirens wailed in the distance.

Momo sprinted ahead, leading a group of uniformed police officers toward the scene. She was breathless, her heart pounding in her chest as she took in the aftermath of the fight.

The bullies were in shambles-restrained, bruised, and barely conscious. The Minotaur boy was still choking weakly against the steel rod, his horns embedded in the wall. The others lay groaning on the ground, struggling but unable to move.

And at the center of it all, Ryoma stood unharmed, phone in hand.

One of the officers, a middle-aged man with a hardened expression, stepped forward. His sharp eyes scanned the scene before turning to Ryoma.

"What happened here?" His voice was calm, but firm.

Ryoma, completely unfazed, held up his phone.

"Six-on-one ambush. I defended myself. I have the entire thing recorded."

He tapped the screen and played the footage, showing the officers how the bullies had initiated the attack.

The lead officer leaned in, his expression unreadable as he watched everything unfold -the bullies using their Quirks in broad daylight, the unprovoked assault, and how Ryoma had systematically taken them down without ever going for a killing blow.

And for more details, Ryoma and Momo both explained how they were followed and ambushed by these 6 people.

After a long silence, the officer finally spoke.

"Young man, your self-defense…was justified. Legally, you've done nothing wrong."

His tone was matter-of-fact, final.

A choked sob cut through the air.

The leader girl, still pinned by the steel rods, trembled with rage and pain.

Her fingers curled into fists as tears streamed down her face.

"BULLSHIT!" she screamed. "LOOK AT US! YOU CALL THIS SELF-DEFENSE? HE DID THIS ON PURPOSE! HE-HE'S A MONSTER!"

Her voice cracked, filled with raw hatred and humiliation.

The officer didn't flinch. Instead, he turned to her with a cold, professional stare.

"You and your friends outnumbered and attacked him first. Given the chance, you could have inflicted the same or worse injuries on him. That is the reality of what happened here."

The girl's lips trembled.

"But-"

"This is not the place to defend your crime young lady! And you sure won't be the person we will have the conversation with. That in fact will be your parents or guardians, the actual people who must take responsibility for your stupidity instead just because you lots were considered to be "too young to be responsible" by the laws!", The officer silenced her with his cold serious voice.

He looked to his colleagues and gave a sharp nod. "Cuff them."

The officers moved swiftly, securing the bullies one by one.

Some of them were too injured to resist. Others simply hung their heads in silence, knowing they had already lost.

Meanwhile, another officer radioed for an ambulance and contacted the parents of the six bullies to resolve the case.

As the situation came to an end, the lead officer asked for the extra information of Ryoma and Momo as they were the victims and the witness.

The lead officer turned back to Ryoma.

"We'll need that footage for our report. Can you please send it to this number?"

He handed Ryoma a business card with an official police contact.

Ryoma took one glance at it before nodding.

With a few taps, he sent the video directly to the officer's phone.

The officer checked his device, confirming the receipt of the file.

"Good. Thank you young man and young lady. If we need anything else, we'll contact you. But worry not, it highly that you two won't be called for the lawsuit from my experience. Stay safe."

With that, Ryoma and Momo thanked the officer and turned away to return to their houses peacefully.