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Shoto Aizawa was not having a good morning. First, he was woken up at a godforsaken hour by the school and on top of that, it was a weekend. That’s how he found himself at the coordinates sent to him by the school’s principal, Nezu. Aizawa blearily looked around at the other staff members around him. Thirteen and Kayama were exchanging good mornings and Snipe offered him a stiff nod as a greeting. He was told that All Might was supposed to be present too, but was probably running late as usual.
“ Good Morning everyone! Thank you again for joining me on such short notice.” Nezu said in his usual cheery voice.
“Why’d you bring us out in the middle of nowhere Nezu?” Snipe asked looking around. They were indeed in the middle of nowhere. A stranded construction site in a city that looked long abandoned.
“Ya this place is kind of giving me the creeps” Kayama chimed in.
“ Yes, I have brought you all here because we were requested to look into a very unusual case. Behind me is a construction site the was recently active until they dug up a most mysterious object. A coffin! Looked to be centuries old, and heavily locked too.” Nezu said while gesturing behind them. Upon observation, the school staff saw that he was right. Behind him was a coffin, ancient-looking and covered in many locks. The strangest part was the purple aura coming from the coffin. It was inviting yet terrifying at the same time.
“So what did they call a bunch of Pro-Heroes for? To take care of some creepy looking coffin?” Kayama asked.
“ Not quite Kayama, notice the aura around the coffin. That same aura caused over 30 construction workers to fall unconscious once they came within 3 feet of it. They are unharmed but I’m afraid they are all still in comas as we speak, yet to wake up,” Nezu stated solemnly.
Aizawa shared a look of shock with the other staff.
‘Just getting close to that thing made 30 workers go into unwakable comas??’ Aizawa thought.
“So you think that there is some ancient creature locked in there huh? And you brought us here to somehow get it out?” Snipe asked.
“Sir maybe there was a reason something with that kind of power was locked up in the first place. Are you sure it’s the best to open this and possibly unleash unknown evil into the world?” Thirteen said uneasily. It was harsh to say but they were all thinking it. Why would someone go through all the trouble to bury a heavily locked coffin? Wouldn’t the person inside already be dead? Unless they were buried alive. Aizawa shuddered at such a horrible fate.
“ Or inside of this coffin could be a powerful ally. Remember Thirteen all of our powers are great and could very easily be used for evil. It’s not the power that makes the hero, but the will and intentions behind it. Of all people I thought you would know that.” Nezu chided slightly.
Thirteen nodded in understanding.
“So how are we suppose to get this thing open if we can’t get within three feet of the thing?” Aizawa asked.
“That’s where I think All might can come in handy. You see I plan too-” Nezu started to say but was cut off by a loud and recognizable laugh.
“ Good morning fellow heroes! It is I All Might!” All Might boasted, landing down next to Nezu. “ I overheard you talking about getting something open. Is it that scary-looking coffin over there?”
All Might started walking closer to the aura emitting coffin.
“ Yes All Might as we were saying, the plan to get it open will start with-” Nezu started to say but was cut off yet again.
“ That’s all you need? Stand back I will get this done quickly and we can all get breakfast afterward I know this great place with the best-” All Might started babbling as he walked towards the coffin. Despite the yells from other staff to stop, All Might proceeded to break off the locks one at a time. He seemed to be making good progress until he started slowing down. His body started slumping forward.
“ It’s the aura! It’s affecting All Might. He’s starting to slow down.” Kayama said.
“Almost there,” All Might said, struggling to stay upright. His knees were buckling and his eyes were getting heavy. As All Might ripped the last lock he fell onto his knees, slightly swaying side to side.
“All Might you need to get out of there!” Thirteen yelled. Even All Might, the strongest hero was brought to his knees by this power. That kind of power was amazing and terrifying at the same time.
The rest of the staff readied to get All Might but they were stopped by the sound of the coffin door dropping to the ground.
Aizawa got into a fighting position. His morning grogginess was forgotten as he psyched himself up to face whatever ungodly monster All Might had just unleashed.
“So beautiful.” All Might whispered in awe.
‘What?! Did he hear that right?’ Aizawa thought.
Looking back at the coffin it was empty. A figure had emerged from it. It was tiny compared to the hulking hero kneeling in front of it. They couldn’t make out its face from behind All Might. A thin-looking hand cupped around All Might’s Face. All Might himself did not move. He seemed to be in a trance-like state.
“Step away from him!” Snipe commanded, already pointing one of his homing pistols at the figure behind All Might. This caused the figure to snap their head up and look at the rest of them.
Aizawa stopped breathing. He couldn’t look away from the figure in front of him.
They were beautiful. Long black hair framed a delicate face that looked like it was made of porcelain. Full pouty lips were parted in what looked like surprise. What held Aizawas full attention was the piercing green eyes that almost glowed. He assumed this is what angles would look like if they had fallen to Earth. But he had to pull himself from those thoughts. Angel or not this person was holding him and all of his colleagues under some sort of trance that made them unable to move. Aizawa sucked in a breath and activated his quirk. He felt his coworkers fall out of the trance around him.
“ Who are you and what quirk did you just use on all of us?” He heard Kayama question behind him. She sounded fearless but the hilt of her voice let him know that she was freaked out. It was unheard of to use a trance-like quirk on so many people at once.
The person in question never broke eye contact with Aizawa. It was making him a little unnerved, to be honest, but he would not let the unknown figure put him or the others under that trance again no matter how dry his eyes get.
“ I can’t control it.” A small voice whispered. It came from the figure. It sounded scared and uneasy.
“ What do you mean you can’t control it? Are you talking about the quirk you just used that made us all immobile?” Nezu asked.
The figure nodded solemnly. They hadn’t made any real moves to attack them. ‘It could be true that they really couldn’t control their quirk.’ Aizawa reasoned.
“ If you are telling the truth then I can bring you something to block your eyes. Just don’t try to attack me, ok?” Aizawa said wearily. It was weird. When he was in the trance not only could he not move, but he felt calm. Almost at peace. He hadn’t felt anything like that in a long time.
Keeping eye contact Aizawa moved toward them. He cut off a section of one of his bandages and tied it over their eyes in a makeshift blindfold. After he was finished he stepped back.
He heard a quiet ‘thank you’ whispered back to him. Now that they were no longer in battle mode the staff took a second look at the now blindfolded figure.
They were small in stature and far too skinny. Aizawa thought that there was no way that they could be over the age of 17. He felt a slight pit in his stomach knowing that they had almost attacked someone the same age as one of his students.
“ Now that that is settled with would you mind telling me your name and how you came to be locked in that coffin?” Nezu said stepping closer to the kid. Aizawa noted their shiver that came when Nezu mentioned the coffin.
“ My name is Harry. They, they locked me in there.” The newly named Harry said quietly. A slight foreign accent was heard in his voice.
“ Nice to meet you, Harry, my name is Nezu. I’m the principal at UA. Can you tell me who it was that locked you in there?” Nezu asked slowly like he was talking to a young child.
“I thought they were my friends but...I was wrong.” Harry answered, tears streaming down his face from underneath the bandage. Aizawa felt his heart ache at the sight of such a beautiful child crying.
“ Do you have any reason why they would do such a thing?” Nezu asked softly.
“ They were scared of me. And the things I could do.” Harry answered.
Nezu nodded in understanding. In the very beginning, when quirks started to appear, many children were seen as evil and dangerous. That was before we had a scientific understanding of what quirks are and before heroes became a major force of justice in the world. Nezu had heard stories of children being beaten and even killed in the early days because their quirks were seen as unnatural. He assumed this child had been one of those unfortunate children. But he wondered what quirk would cause people so much fear to lock and bury a child alive.
“ I see young Harry. We all have powers but we have trained them and use them for good as heroes. We protect and save those in need.” Nezu stated.
“ You’re a hero?” Harry asked tilting his head to the side, reminding Aizwaw of a puppy.
“Yes, and these are my colleagues. We are teachers at a school where we teach children how to use their powers and quirks for good. Would you like to come back to the school with us? I promise that we will not do anything without asking you first, you will be very safe in our hands.” Nezu offered.
Harry appeared to think about this offer deeply before nodding in agreement.
“Excellent! Allow me to introduce you to my colleagues.” Nezu stated before going over everyone’s names. At her introduction, Kayama jumped in to tell Harry about how cute he is causing the kid to blush. At All Might’s introduction, Harry turned toward him. Still blindfolded and made his way to the hulking hero.
“ Nice to meet you little one! I have to say your quirk is quite powerful! It even put the great All Might on his knees, and that’s saying something.” All Might stated, smiling a huge toothy grin.
“ You’re injured,” Harry said. This caught All Might a little off guard.
“Haha never fear I am fine your little quirk did not hurt me.” All Might said.
“ No. You’re not fine. You’re dying.” Harry said stepping closer to All Might.
‘How did he know that All Might was injured? He couldn’t even see him to tell. It must be another quirk that he has.’ Aizawa wondered. Before he or All Might could question Harry further he moved to grab All Might. But instead of attacking, he grabbed All Might’s face and pulled him into a kiss. Everyone was too shocked to move. This small, now blindfolded kid had pulled All Might into a lip lock. It looked too ridiculous to be true. Harry pulled back and let All Might go.
All Might stumbled back. The others stepped forward, thinking Harry had poisoned or stunned him with the kiss. Before they could attack All Might raised a hand to stop them. He raised up his shirt to where his scar was. To their astonishment, his wound looked to be healing. It was slow-moving but it was healing. All Might looked at Harry in awe.
“How-how did you?” He stuttered out.
“ I’m cursed with these powers. What you just experienced was what is known as the Kiss of Life. I poured life source into your damaged core. That’s a pretty nasty wound so it will take a couple of months to fully heal. What you called my trance-like power is a calming gaze...... It's used to put those who are dying or wounded under a sense of calm and immobility at ease so I can heal them easier.” Harry stated calmly.
They all digested this information. All Might was still too shocked to say anything. He had carried this wound for five years and had succumbed to the idea that it will cause his eventual death. If what
young Harry said were true, he may not have to die after all. Nezu was the first to speak out of all of them.
“You say that your power is a curse but look at what you have done for All Might here. You have given him new life, what is so terrible about that?” Nezu asks.
Harry turns from them, seemingly in shame.
“ My powers are a two-sided coin. I may have the power to give life to those in need but I also have the power of unholy destruction. It’s called the Kiss of Death.” He states, hanging his head low.
‘ Did he really just say that he has the power to kill someone with a kiss?’ Aizawa thought. It sounded ridiculous but if he had just not witnessed him cure All Might of his deadly wound that not even Recovery Girl could fix, it could be true.
“ What a heavy burden for one so young to carry. I am truly sorry for what you have suffered. If you do wish to learn how to control these powers then you are welcome in my school. I will not have someone so young with such great power fall into the ways of evil if I could have stopped it.
What do you say?” Nezu asks.
The staff looks to the kid with sorrow in their eyes. A quirk that can save or take a life. It truly was a burden of a quirk to have. They felt sorry for the youngling.
“ I will come with you, and learn to control this burden,” Harry says.
“ Then it’s agreed. We shall take you to the school at once.” Nezu says.
Aizawa hopes this is the right decision. After all, school had only been in session for a couple of weeks, and taking on a student like Harry would add on a lot more workload. But something about the kid called to him. It’s like he wanted to help him and be close to him.
Or maybe it was too early in the morning and he just needed a cup of coffee.