Chapter Text

“All Might I'm not going to accept a quirk just because you're the Symbol of Peace.” Izuku was flattered and insulted at the same time. Yes, the man in the form of him was his childhood hero but the same childhood hero stomped on his dreams not even an hour ago and left him on one of the tallest buildings in the city. People would kill to have an extra Quirk, let alone the said Quirk being All Might’s. “You need to tell me what is going on, not just that I have a heroic heart and you think I’m worthy of your Quirk.”

All Might stopped for a moment, probably taken by surprise that he isn’t a fanboy eager to be in his position. “Yes, sorry young... Midoriya was it? The quirk indeed has a history but this place isn't quite a safe one to discuss, perhaps we could meet tomorrow at 6 am at Takoba Beach.” the man finished, giving Izuku a surprisingly reassuring smile for someone that looks like a skeleton.

“Very well All Might, see you tomorrow morning and I hope that you'll be capable of explaining everything about this One For All.”

(The same day, a few hours later)

Izuku was in his bed waiting for his dad to call like he always does, a self-transferable quirk, so many possibilities. Could a person be able to combine the quirk with its birth one? Could such a quirk result in the ability to duplicate quirks? Oh, Izuku wished All Might would have given more insight into the quirk, the possibilities could be endless but without knowing what they were dealing with Izuku can only speculate yet- his line of thought was cut by his phone's ringtone, Izuku answered the phone.

“Hey there, little prince, how was your day?” his dad's voice was heard over the phone.

“Not much if I don't take into consideration a close encounter with a Villain.” Izuku said dryly, his mom works as a nurse so her work program is usually sporadic, she hasn't seen her all day so he didn't have anyone to really talk to about the incident. “Oh and I've met All Might today too.” Added the boy in hopes that his dad will focus on the latter fact, his dad tends to... Shift when it comes to anyone doing something remotely hostile towards Izuku, he still won't forget when he was 6 years old and dad finally found out about his 'Nickname', Katsuki was trembling when he gave back Izuku his phone after he talked with dad, Izuku might never know what was said but from that day until now Katsuki made sure that no one would be physically bullying Izuku, the name-calling was still a thing but what can you expect from middle-scholars.

“Izuku,” and there it was, Izuku's dad was able to somehow emanate hostility through the phone, the said hostility was never directed towards Izuku but for sure it wasn't pleasant being near the phone when it was happening. “As much as I would love to hear about what data you managed to gather on All Might's quirk the first thing more pressing, what happened?”

Izuku sighed and started talking. “Ok, so I was a bit in a bad mood so I decided to take a longer route home, on my way home I passed under a bridge and while I was passing under the said bridge a guy made out of sludge decided to pop out of the sewers, of course, I caught up that that guy was most likely a Villain so I booked it out of there before he could put a finger? Body mass? I don't really know how to explain but the idea is that I've left the tunnel untouched. Not even a minute later All Might pops out of the same sewer and uses air pressure to splatter the Villain all over the tunnel's walls, it might have been a disgusting sight if I wasn't so awed by such power.” Izuku finished, waiting for his dad's response.

“So you left untouched, very well he shall live another day.”

Izuku snorted at his dad's antics. “Good to know your team of lawyers won't go out of their way to make sure that the guy will rot in whatever prison he'll end up in.”

“Izuku, with our track record of bumping into trouble more often than Heroes, this is the best way to deal with them.” Izuku's dad said in a monotone fashion, clearly fed up with the bad luck. “Now let's get back on track, what were you saying about All Might?”

“Nothing much, he signed my notebook, I'm a bit upset that he decided to sign up the first page he found empty, I was really invested in writing about Kamui Woods' quirk but now I'll have to jump a page to continue my analysis, and he jumped away before I could ask him anything else.” Izuku lied to his dad, in reality, he clinched to the man's leg (and after he informed the man that he'll die if he let go) and they landed on a rooftop. There All Might deflated like a balloon and left Izuku in shock, All Might be a shadow of himself and it was all because of a grave injury he got 5 years ago in the fight against the supposed Toxic Chainsaw. Of course, Izuku called him out on the cover-up which surprised the man, unfortunately, that surprise wasn't enough to stop the man from stomping on Izuku's dream.

“Hm, what a shame maybe next time you'll get to harass him enough to spill his dark secrets and blackmail him.” Huh, how didn't Izuku think of this? It's not like Izuku would actually do such a thing but even the secret of his injury might cost All Might his whole career or worse, his life. And all that knowledge is now Izuku's.

“Yeah, next time. Anyway, I actually thought of a Quirk or it's better said that I thought of a property that would be unique in a Quirk and I would need someone to debate it."

“Sure, drop it.” said Hisashi idly.

“What are the chances of a self-transferable Quirk existing?” and Izuku heard something actually drop on the other side of the line. “Dad, you there?”

After a few moments of shuffling from the other side of the line, the answer came “Yes Izuku, I'm still here, me and my clumsy hands but I think I've jinxed myself, heh? ” Izuku could almost imagine his dad sweat-dropping right now.

Izuku snorted “Yes, I think you did, so what do you think about this theoretical Quirk?”

“Well... Such a Quirk would probably shatter our perception of quirks but considering that I breathe fire and your mother can theoretically tear anything apart molecule by molecule we can't really say we have a solid understanding of them in the first place.”

Izuku smiled at his dad's words, Hisashi has a track record almost as long as his trouble stumbling one of himself bragging to the top analysts in the world that his and Izuku's analysis is the best so hearing the man recognizing that he still has no clue how Quirks work at the fundamental level is very amusing from Izuku's perspective. “Yes, I guess you're right.”

Chapter Text

It was 5:00 AM when Izuku woke up and started his morning routine making his bed, taking a shower, the usual. In the hallway Izuku sees his mom's shoes, she must have come home during the night. Izuku goes to the fridge to look if there's something already made by his mom but he finds nothing understandable, after all, she was out helping people by being a nurse, she didn't have the energy to cook at the ungodly hour she must have come home. So Izuku started making some food by himself. Funnily enough most of his cooking skills are not learned from his parents or some cooking book, no, he learned to cook from Katsuki.

Izuku and Inko might not see each other because of their schedules but they always came home at the end of the day, but because Mr and Mrs Bakugo are both clothes designers and tend to be gone for days or even weeks to the other side of Japan due to their job, Katsuki had to learn to cook from around the age of 7.

After Izuku finishes eating, he brushes his teeth and leaves a sticky note on the fridge telling Inko that he's gone to meet with a friend, he hopes that she won't make a great fuss about it, for how little the two interact nowadays Inko still manages to be overwhelming towards Izuku, she basically wants a summary of what he's been doing since the last time they talked, which of course has a whiplash effect on Izuku, from barely seeing her to starting to recollect what happened to him in the last few days like he was at some interrogation. Izuku takes his keys and heads up to Takoba Beach.

When Izuku got to the beach All Might was already there in his weak form, 'Is this his default form? Could he look completely normal if he doesn't 'flex' so much that he looks like his public image? I wonder if it's a side effect of the Quirk, could he-' “Ah, young Midoriya, I'm glad you managed to come.” Said the No. 1 Hero with his arms spread out as a welcoming sign. “I managed to organize my thoughts on One For All so I should be able to answer any questions that you have.”

“I'm glad to hear All M-” Izuku covered his mouth when he saw a couple walking in hearing distance. “I'm sorry sir, but what should I call you during this?” he continued while subtly pointing towards that couple.

“Yeah you're right, my real name is Toshinori Yagi, perhaps in the future when you'll be accustomed to me you will call me Toshinori.” If, not when. Mr Yagi might have one of the most fascinating Quirks but that doesn't mean that Izuku will jump into the train without making Yagi use all his brainpower by the end of this conversation.

“Very well, let's hear the grand backstory.” Izuku said, trying to ignore the friendliness that Yagi exhumes towards Izuku.

And Yagi started speaking. The story of the two brothers, the older one able to take Quirks and use them as his own, and the younger brother that had an unknown condition/ disease that resulted in him being very weak.

Izuku remembered the story about his late uncle who was a Hero but his life was cut short by his condition. Inko actually told Izuku that one time Hisashi woke up in the middle of the night to check on Izuku because it occurred to him that the said condition might have been hereditary and he was freaking out that he might have been a carrier.

Yagi continued about the fact that the older brother went by the name of his Quirk, All For One, and how the younger brother, even though he was in bad health, still tried to stop All For One's acts of evil. In the end, All For One forced a Quirk on his younger brother, a Quirk that Stockpiles Power and uses it to enhance the strength of the person. He also explained that the younger brother realized that he actually had a Quirk, one that allows passing power to another, seemingly useless (Izuku wanted to argue on that fact but it would take too long to educate Yagi on Quirks), and the said Quirk combined with Stockpile and it resulted into One For All.

“Ok, the story still seems a bit shady but at least we have something to work with.” Izuku said while pulling out his notebook. “So who were the previous holders and what happened to All For One?”

“Young man, it would be best for you to not write anything about One For All down, but to answer your question I only know about my Master, her name was Nana Shimura, and All For One was dealt with so he will not be a problem.”

“Don't worry I won't write something of importance, plus I know how to code it. And what does ‘All For One was dealt with’ mean?” Izuku raised an eyebrow, if this All For One is such bad news as Yagi implies then he should be in Tartarus but why didn't he say it in the first place?

Yagi shifted uncomfortably. “Well, you see he died 6 years ago.”

Izuku closed his notebook and started at All Might. “How did he die?” It couldn't be that, right?

“Well... He died during our fight-”

“You killed him.” Izuku cut in. “You killed a man and you used the fact that he was more or less the boogeyman of the underworld to hide the fact you did it.”

Yagi straightened and looked down at Izuku “Young man he was too dangerous-” but Izuku didn't let him finish.

“Toshinori Yagi, I am not implying that killing the man was avoidable, what I am saying is that hiding the fact that you are injured from the fight with the said boogeyman will mess up the society. You said it yourself, you can be The Symbol of Peace for only 3 hours a day. What do you think will happen when you retire? Crime rate to stay down? Endeavour to become the next No. 1? The man has more deaths to his name than he has rescued.” Izuku was disappointed in All Might but this is a new low.

And of course, All Might just now realizes how big of a fuck up he has done. “I didn't...”

“No you did not, but now you are aware of them and you can act upon it.” Izuku rubbed the bridge of his nose, he knew from his dad that some Heroes are idiots but All Might seems to be their king. “Let's get back on track, you said that I need more training if I were to get your Quirk, right?”

Yagi turned his head to Izuku, a glint of hope in his eyes “Thank you young Midoriya, you are going to be a great successor.” he gave a genuine smile to Izuku.

Izuku smiled back, but it wasn't a genuine one, it was one of the fake smiles that his dad uses when he has to put up with annoying associates. Izuku couldn't let a Quirk like One For All getaway, if Izuku's hunch is right then All Might only scratch the surface of the Quirk's potential.

Katsuki was contemplating a few things. One of those things was that Izuku was the one who saved him the day before, not the Heroes, not All Might, Izuku. Izuku that in the same day his mere existence made the class start a mini-debate if he was better than Katsuki or not, and of course Katsuki suffering of his superiority complex (a superiority complex that has been trying to get rid of) called Izuku a Quirkless Deku in front of the whole class. Izuku being called out by Quirkless as an insult wasn't new, what was new was the fact that it was Katsuki the one who said it. Katsuki had promised uncle Hisashi that he'll get his head out of his ass and start treating people as equals, just for him to insult his son that he knew since diapers.

“Midoriya might be Quirkless but I still bet he'll become a better hero than Bakugo,” said one of Katsuki's classmates. “Bakugo's more like Endeavor and we all know he's top 2 because he has no life outside his job.”

“HAH, DON'T YOU FUCKING COMPARE WITH THAT SIDE CHARACTER, I'LL BE THE BEST, NOT SOME KNOCK-OFF ENDEAVOR. AND DON'T YOU FUCKING BELIEVE THAT A QUIRKLESS DEKU WOULD BE ABLE TO COMPETE WITH ME IN THE FIRST PLACE” Katsuki screamed, explosions roaring from his palms.

“Kacchan?” Katsuki turned towards Izuku and instantly regarded it, Izuku's face was talking about betrayal and Katsuki knew he fucked up.

"DON'T KACCHAN ME, YOU KNOW THAT I HATE THAT FUCKING NICKNAME” That was a lie but Katsuki was too prideful to admit it and too angry to backpedal.

And now Katsuki has to fix his fuck-ups, not only because he regrets it but because uncle Hisashi drilled into his and Izuku's heads to not leave anything unsolved or unfinished, especially if it might bite you in the ass in the future. Katsuki doesn't know what kind of fuck-up uncle had made in the past to be so adamant about this kind of stuff but for sure Katsuki doesn't regret being taught that lesson.

And then Izuku enters the schoolyard. Katsuki doesn't hesitate to pull Izuku to the side. “I fucked up yesterday.”

“Oh hey Kac- Katsuki, I actually wanted to talk to you as well.” Katsuki gulped when he didn't hear his nickname but he still made Izuku a sign to continue. “Well... You know the sludge villain from yesterday... It's kind of my fault he attacked you,” Katsuki's eyes widened but he still let Izuku go on “I've stumbled into the Villain myself on my way home and got away from him before he could touch me, not much later All Might apprehended the Villain and put it in a bottle. Unfortunately, I clung to All Might's leg before he was jumping away and got flown away with him. Between that time and the moment we landed I must have accidentally kicked the bottle out of All Might's pocket.”

Katsuki's jaw dropped. “Izuku, what the fuck? You almost got caught yourself before me and still believed it would be a good idea to jump for the save?”

“No!? I've seen you there and my body moved without thinking, I barely realized that the Heroes were doing nothing to help you. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry and now you're probably hating me.” God, if Katsuki wouldn't know that Izuku is completely oblivious to his own martyr syndrome he would have smacked him right now.

“I fucking hate when you do that, nerd, the bottle landed safely, I was an idiot and kicked it so hard it opened like Pandora's Box.” Katsuki lightly punched Izuku in the shoulder, just enough to get an 'ouch' out of him. “Don't blame yourself for stuff that's out of your control and don't believe that I actually hate you or anything remotely similar, we both had a shit day and we have to go on.” Katsuki grits his teeth and continues “And don't fucking think that I've meant anything I've said in class.” and a weight was lifted out of Katsuki's chest.

Izuku gave one of his bright smiles that makes Katsuki contemplate bringing sunglasses with him all the time he's with the nerd “Thanks Kacchan, I guess I'll see you in class. ”

He'll need to thank uncle Hisashi when he hears from him, all his philosophical lessons are fucking boring but every moment of suffering from hearing those makes it worth it when they come in handy.

Chapter Text

On Monday there was the Sludge Villain Incident and Kacchan's outburst.

On Tuesday Izuku accepted All Might's training to become the 9th user holder of One For All.

On Wednesday Izuku started the said training.

And on Thursday Inko and Izuku finally saw each other face to face.

Inko somehow didn't get the news that he and Kacchan were in the middle of a Villain attack so when Izuku accidentally dropped the news like there was no big deal Inko started bawling her eyes out about how her baby could have gotten hurt and that Heroes should have protected him, of course, Izuku reassured her that he can take care of himself and there was no real danger so there's no need to worry.

But then Inko started talking about how innocent and fragile her baby was and Izuku started zoning out, mostly thinking about the previous users of One For All and their respective quirks, All Might might have been ok for being uneducated when it comes to the ancestry of the Quirk but Izuku sure wasn't.

The First, Second, And Third holders seem to be a mystery, now if the said mystery is due to poor record-making during the Vigilante Era or it was the hand of the notorious All For One is yet to be discovered in itself, all that Izuku knew was that in total the quirk has been in their hands for around 95 years.

The Fourth holder seemed to be more of an Anti-Hero, perhaps the career path was an attempt to hide from All For One's watchful eyes but the result was his death 35 years later and being the second place when it comes to ownership period, perhaps his Quirk allowed him to get out of sticky situations.

The Fifth (Daigoro Banjo) was actually the most interesting one from the bunch, he was an extremely late bloomer, his quirk manifesting at the age of 14, Black Whip. Black Wip seemed to be a beauty of a Quirk and reminded Izuku a bit of the Capture Weapon of the underground Hero EraserHeard.

The Sixth's name is yet to be found but from what Izuku has found his quirk was likely an Emitter Type.

The Seventh (Nana Shimura) had made the fatal mistake of having a family while hunting the Bogeyman of the Bogeymen, so the Villain (or to be more exact his followers) retaliated by killing her husband. The fact that Izuku just searched 'Nana Shimura' and the first thing that it showed up was a picture of her, her husband, and her son (likely done by some Paparazzi) didn't help her case. She was a sitting duck and is seen by the fact she held OFA for Only 15 years, making her the shortest holder of the Quirk.

And now the Eighth (Toshinori Yagi) he is the person that held OFA the longest and (if Izuku's data is correct) he is also the one to piss off All For One the most, All Might and All For One have fought one to one 4 times resulting in the Villains death in the last one. What was more interesting to Izuku was the fact that All Might's debut was the byproduct of their first fight. Looking back at the video Izuku now understands why his dad was less than pleased by the fact that Izuku watched it on repeat, there are literally 12 bodies visible in the background, thankfully the 3-year-old Izuku tunnel-visioned on the colorfully dressed man carrying people to safety.

And speaking of which. Inko finally ends her rant about safety and asks Izuku about the sticky note and this mysterious friend that she had yet to meet. An idea forms in Izuku's mind, Yagi is socially inept and he needs to learn how people work, and Izuku needs someone to reassure his mother that he won't die the moment he exits the house. All that he needs to do is to introduce Inko and Yagi and his problems will be solved on their own.

Hopefully.

It's worth a try.

So that night Izuku messages Yagi on how he is invited on a Friday night to dinner. Izuku while he's at it invites Kacchan as well, dad would like to hear from the angry Pomeranian.

(Friday 7:30 Pm)

Izuku and Kacchan come from school directly to the Midoriya apartment. Izuku told his friend that after the sludge incident he caught the attention of All Might's secretary and how he was interested in helping put some muscle mass on Izuku so it will be easier for him to pass UA's practical exam.

After Kacchan briefly reads through the training regime and diet he tells Izuku that the man might as well try to kill him. He explained that training is similar to the ones Pro BodyBuilders use every day and after a short introduction on body types from Kacchan, Izuku asks for his advice on how to change the training. Until Yagi shows up at 8:30 Pm Izuku's training is completely revamped and the explosion boy wants to have a word to Yagi about his lacking knowledge of the human body.

Fortunately for Yagi, Izuku's dad calls, and the boys retreat to Izuku's bedroom.

Izuku answers the phone and puts it on speaker “Hi dad how's it going?”

“Nothing much, eating some delivery food and checking if my son is still alive.” Hisashi answered and Kacchan snorted in the background. “Oh young Katsuki, how are you doing? Are your lungs OK from the incident that Izuku forgot to mention?”

“I was doing well until an hour ago when I read about the atrocity of a training regime. And how did the nerd manage to 'forget' such a thing?” Kacchan answered back with a grin starting to form on his face.

“Well it's not as much as he forgot as it is the fact he probably wanted the slimy bastard to be able to move before I send my lawyers to pick him apart and make sure he never sees natural light ever again.” answered Hisashi idly, “I would scold Izuku myself if I didn't know he already heard it from Inko's mouth.”

“Daaaad stop sending people to doom everyone that had wronged me.” Izuku said in desperation, he knew that the Villain deserved it but it didn't make it easier on Izuku's consciousness.

“Too late for that, I've already done it Izuku~” Hisashi retaliated by cooing the teenager through the phone. “Anyway, what training were you talking about Katsuki?”

Kacchan looked for a second at Izuku's non-verbal attempts to convince him to drop the subject, Kacchan being Kacchan completely ignored them “The nerd caught the eye of All Might's secretary while he saved my ass from that slimy bastard and decided to offer Izu a training regime that looked like it came from the notes of a Pro Body Builder, Izuku invited him so Inko would know who is babysitting him, your call also saved him from sharing some chosen words about his fucking idea of a diet.”

After a moment of silence Hisashi continues “Thank you Katsuki, please make sure that the man understands Izuku's safety is the priority and I also ask you to revamp the said training. Oh and Izuku I know that you'll do whatever you want in the end but please remember that it's your body and you decide what's happening to it and all the power you obtain along the way it’s yours and only yours.”

The trio talked a bit over an hour over the phone before Hisashi had to deal with something and said his goodbyes.

After the call with uncle Hisashi ended Katsuki and Izuku went back to the kitchen where Auntie Inko and this Yagi guy were chatting and smiling at each other, Katsuki wasn't expecting the two to be in a bad mood yet (considering that he didn't drop the metaphorical bomb of how potentially harmful the training could have been to Izuku) but something felt odd nonetheless and by turning to look at Izuku is obvious that he figured it out as well.

Izuku coughed in his fist once and the adults turned their attention towards them. “Good to know you're having fun.” Izuku commented dryly.

“Oh, Izuku I was talking to Toshinori” Toshinori??? Auntie, you met him an hour and a half ago. “And I'm just glad someone's watching over you while I can't.” Katsuki silently took offense to that, Uncle asked him to look after Izuku because of his 'trouble stumbling behavior' Katsuki didn't understand at the time but he accepted anyway, little did he know he'd have to deal with what it can only describe as a curse put on Uncle's bloodline, too many Villains showed up in the area in the past 6 years. Katsuki swears that they were living in a good area before uncle left, now there's a Villain attack every other day, it's like his presence kept creeps the fuck away.

“Tks whatever, me and Izuku looked upon the training and came to the conclusion that's a death wish to fucking do it and finish it until the UA entrance exam.”

Yagi had the gall to look bemused “Oh? And why would that be? I've got the training from All Might himself.” scratch that, the guy was actually an idiot.

“Listen here you skeleton prick because I'm going to say this only one time. The training and diet are not suitable for Izu's body type, he's slim, he doesn't gain much body fat, and he gains muscle mass very fucking slow. All Might is a giant and his frame fucking shows it, Izuku is a child, a child that hasn't even hit puberty yet. Do you realize how fucking much would this training cripple his growth?” Katsuki stopped for a second to take in Yagi's surprised face when hit with facts, something tells Katsuki he's gonna see more of that expression in the future. “The best course of action for him is to go to a fucking gym and work there, and to get a protein-rich diet. And if you still want that beach fucking cleaned I can land a hand and we'll get it done under 10 months.” Katsuki knows the man will follow the advice, people get overwhelmed by too much information and bend the knee. He has heard uncle do it dozens of times, those fuckers never stood a chance.

“I see...” No, you fucking don't. “Do you happen to know someone that will help create the new schedule?” Katsuki slammed the portfolio on the table, making Yagi jump a bit.

“It's already done, we don't half-ass shit around here, it's all or nothing.” And Katsuki put on the feral smile taught by his uncle when he was 8 years old on his birthday. Most adults give Hero merch as presents to children, uncle's gifts were tips and lessons on how to bullshit your way in and out of situations.

“Anyway Mr. Yagi, it's getting quite late and unlike us, you still have a job to be at tomorrow.” Izuku butted in and indicated to the door.

“Oh, you're right young Izuku,” Izuku's eye visibly twitching when he heard his own name come out of the man's mouth. “It has gotten quite late, I wish you two a good night, and thank you Miss Inko for the hospitality.” Yagi made a small bow and headed through the door.

Auntie Inko bowed back before going into the kitchen to deal with the dirty plates, it seems the two enjoyed each other's company while the boys talked with Hisashi.

Katsuki turned to Izuku and looked him dead in the eyes. “Izu, the fuck are you plotting? The dude's a creep and by now everything he offered was fucking replaced in a heartbeat, you don't keep people like that around unless you have something to gain.” Izuku, just like Uncle, keeps idiots around until he obtains what he wants then he discards them.

“Don't worry Kacchan, I'll explain everything when the time comes.” And isn't that a fucking ominous answer? Katsuki is glad that Izuku and uncle Hisashi are not secretly some S Rank Super-Villains.

Chapter Text

Saturday morning.

Katsuki followed Izuku to Takoba Beach to see what's needed to be cleaned. In short, Katsuki bit more than he can chew. “What the actual fuck?” he knew that the beach was an illegal dumping place but this is ridiculous. “Izu, there's like 80 Tons of steel around here. The wait is that a fucking car?? How the fuck did the skeleton prick thought it would be a good idea for you to clean this place on your own, broken TVs, fridges, random scrap metal, that shit I've expected, but not in this quantity. What has been the police doing? Sitting at the doughnut shop 2 from streets away?” Katsuki didn't need an answer for the last one, he already saw the lazy bastards at one of the tables when they passed by.

“Yep, and that's why I needed you as reinforcements the night before.” Izuku gestured to one of the Trash Mountains. “And he also wanted me to load this stuff into his truck.”

“Hold the fuck up, that thing that he left in?” Izuku nodded. “That's a piece of trash in its own right. How was he expecting that to hold this much shit and transport it on the other side to the city? This place is a trash dump because there's no real one nearby.” Katsuki decided to actually murder the man after Izuku gets whatever he wants from him.

“And that's why we are going to need reinforcements and a permit to use quirks for community work.” The nerd already had a plan, fucking joy, maybe this time doesn't involve creating too much havoc.

“Okay, who do you have in mind?” Katsuki didn't know anyone that could help clean this mess but that didn't stop the nerd to bullshit a brand new function of someone's Quirk to do just that. Katsuki is still surprised that he can create sparks with his feet but he doesn't have nitroglycerin sweat glands to do anything useful with them.

“Remember how I said that Tsubasa's Quirk allows him to suspend the laws of physics thus allowing him to fly or float without actually swinging them? In theory, if he positions them right, he should be able to float stuff that's in front of him.” Of course, he'd pull something like that, when something is physically impossible the nerd just looks God dead in the eyes and tells him he's going to do it anyway. “You said that he wanted to lose some weight anyway and is widely known that Quirk usage is similar to cardio exercises.”

“Fine, I'll call him to see if he's up for the task. Anyone else?”

“There's a girl from the Aikido lessons, Itsuka Kendo, her Quirk is called Big Fist, her fists and part of her forearm enlarge to the size of a person, this resulting in her having unnaturally strong arms even when her Quirk is inactive.”

“Fine, I'll go call the guy, and you get the girl. We meet tomorrow at the old Tsubasa's Clinic to renew our tetanus shots, only by staying in this area we're begging for some infection.”

“Bye Kacchan, see you tomorrow.”

“Tks, bye nerd.” And the two went on their separate ways.

The next day (Sunday).

Izuku and Kendo were walking towards Old Tsubasa's Clinic. It wasn’t that Izuku hated or even disliked Old Tsubasa because of what he said that day, Izuku learned from his dad that most heroes tend to show off more than to actually help and that annoyed the man. Even though he apologized the next time they saw each other that didn't make the experience less traumatic, his mother crying while apologizing that he's Quirkless like it was her fault that he lost the genetic roulette.

Thankfully his dad came home in the morning and took Izuku to get some ice cream and explained to him that people lived without Quirks before and that he shouldn't make it a big deal because he has other talents that far outweigh what a quirk could offer. (He also appreciated that his dad screamed at old Tsubasa for being such a prick, Izuku didn't tell his dad that he heard the discussion that he had with Tsubasa over the phone, that would have ruined the moment so Izuku went on.)

“Hey Mido-Kun, you got a little quiet.” Kendo snapped him back to reality.

“Huh? Oh, sorry Ken-chan I was just thinking about something.” Another thing that is glad that he learned from his dad is how to not be a stuttering mess.

“Well, the problem is that your usual thinking comes with you muttering a thousand words per second.” Kendo pointed out. “So what has gotten you so gloomy?”

“You know how I don't have a quirk and stuff?” Kendo nodded in acknowledgment. “Well, the doctor that we are going now to is the one that diagnosed me, and his phrasing towards my dream to become a hero wasn't the nicest. He apologized later on but the memory still stuck.”

“I'm sorry to hear it, you are a great guy and you try to help anyone that you meet.” Kendo smiled and Izuku blushed a bit at the compliment. “But at least now you can rub it in his face that you do more Heroic stuff than the Heroes in the area, Sludge Villain Incident, and stuff.”

“Thanks, Ken-chan, that's why you're the best.” And it was Kendo's turn to blush.

“So you tell me that Midoriya thought of a way to use my wings to float stuff in front of me.”

“For the 5th fucking time, yes. I don't know how you can do it, I just know that Izuku said it and that, if it works, it will help you be less chummy by the end of it.” It was evident that Tsubasa was bored, but so was Katsuki.

That Kendo girl wanted to renew her Tetanus shot as well so they needed to make a detour, a detour that for some reason takes 20 fucking minutes. So now Katsuki is stuck with Tsubasa at his grandfather's clinic that has such a shit signal inside that it makes you think you're in a bomb shelter and the only source of entertainment is the TV mounted on the wall that had been showing commercials since they fucking entered.

Thankfully the green mop finally enters through the door. “Hey guys, sorry for being late, the buss that we were in got stuck in traffic because of a Villain attack.”

And Katsuki realized why something felt so odd today, the trouble followed the nerd out of the neighborhood, like its proximity-based and shit. “So that why it was quiet around here, I was starting to wander why no one jumped out of a dark alley to mug me.”

“Um, what's going on Mido-kun?” A read-headed girl popped from behind Izuku, so this is Kendo.

“Nothing Ken-chan, this is just my friend Kacchan being dramatic.”

“I fucking wish I was joking, the nerd is a trouble magnet and even his father acknowledged it. Hell, from uncle's stories it seems that it runs in family.”

“Kacchaaan, stop exaggerating.” The nerd was pouting, well, he might as well suffer a bit for making them wait.

“Midoriya didn't you literally knock into cannibal two years ago? Moon something? ” Tsubasa butted in and Katsuki was happy that he finally heard anything else than whining coming out of the guy's mouth.

Kendo suddenly put her hand to the mouth and gasped. “The cannibal Moonfish?”

The four of them stiffened, Tsubasa answered carefully “Yes, how do you know?”

“He was on the news this morning, he was being transported from an insane asylum to Tartarus and escaped along the way.”

Of. Fucking. Course. “Tsubasa, you prick you had to open your damn mouth.”

“Why are you looking at me? I didn't jinx shit, if the news suddenly started talking about him when I mentioned him then I would understand, but I'm innocent.” And as if on fucking queue the commercials are cut in by a news report.

Breaking News

Five bodies have been found in multiple states of mutilation and with missing limbs in Kamino City, the person suspected to be behind this atrocities is the escapee under the name Moonfish, civilians are advised to stay in groups and to avoid going outside during the night at all costs. The following images and statements are not recommended for people with heart problems.

And then Izuku disconnected the TV's power cord from the socket.

Tsubasa tried to make himself small in the chair that he had been sitting in, too bad for him that his wings were taking a seat each.

Katsuki closed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “I don't want to hear a word from you until we get to the beach. Have I made myself fucking clear?” Tsubasa gave a small nod. Good. Katsuki doesn't know what would do if he will hear any more of the guy's crap.

—————————

When Itsuka accepted Midoriya's request to help clean Takoba Beach from 'hills of scrap metal' she thought he was exaggerating. She now understands that he was actually sugarcoating a suicide mission. “Midoriya what the hell did you sign me up for?”

Midoriya looked her dead in the eyes and gave her the sweetest smile she had ever seen “Torture.” And the two boys behind her lost it.

The red-winged boy -Tsubasa- spoke up. “That's Midoriya for you, he brings you in a false sense of security and then he tricks you into doing his bidding.”

Itsuka's jaw dropped. “Wh- what, but he's the embodiment of a sunshine.” She gestured to the boy that has yet to drop the sweet smile.

After a moment Bakugo stopped wheezing “Uncle Hisashi's description should be enough for you to get it. He is the embodiment of a sunshine, but a sunshine is just a bunch of photons going in one general direction and if those photons are aligned properly it can become a deadly laser. He's basically weaponized cuteness.” Midoriya's smile changed into a mischievous grin and Itsuka's world view was shattered.

“Ken-chan, we know each other for almost two years, by now and I trust you that you'll keep my so-called secret, oh and you can call me Izuku if you want.” Itsuka could only nod while being dragged into the labyrinth of scrap metal.

Izuku's theory about Tsubasa's Quirk, Red Wings, was correct.

Izuku instructed Tsubasa to stretch the tips of his wings sides of a broken car and half of car floated into the air, unfortunately the other side of the car still had its weight and because every action has a counter-reaction Tsubasa got propelled back resulting into him falling on his ass. Thankfully Izuku took this possibility into account. So Izuku, Itsuka (she said that if she calls him Izuku than he should call her Itsuka), and Kacchan lifted from one side, and from the other Tsubasa repeated the same thing, but this time he had a microwave filled with scrap in his arms so he'd have more weight to hold him in place, slowly but surely they got the car off the sand, up the stairs, and onto the spot from where it will be picked up. Itsuka and Tsubasa who basically did most of the heavy lifting were just breathing heavily and sweating a bit.

They might have just started but the results are already better than expected.

“So let me get this straight, the four of you managed to get all of this trash out of the beach and up here and you managed to do it in 5 hours?” Social Worker 1 pointed to the comically tall pile of trash where Social Worker 2 was staring at with awe.

Izuku looked at his friends before turning back to the social worker and gave him one of his innocent smiles, he also saw Itsuka shudder in the corner of his eye. “Yes sir, we have done it all.”

The man was looking at Izuku, probably contemplating if he was lying or not. “OK... On this permit says that someone by Toshinori Yagi should have supervised you. What happened with him?”

“He never showed up, we were here to clean the place and we were not going to waste time for him to come and do his job.” It was a mystery even for Izuku where Yagi is right now. By keeping track of All Might trough the news he should he been done being a hero an hour before they started cleaning the place. By all accounts, he should have been here.

Social Worker 1 muttered something along the lines 'I'm not paid enough for this' then spoke properly “Very well, how often will you come to clear the place and do you intend every time to move so much trash? If yes, then we are going to bring a bigger truck next time, it will take us 3 rides to transport all of this.”

“We intend to come every other day and it would be the best for you to bring a bigger truck.”

“Fine, but Thursday I want to meet this Yagi, you might have that smile on your face but your eyes speak of exhaustion.” And the Social Workers went to do their jobs.

After the workers packed everything up for the first ride the four teenagers said their goodbyes and went on their ways.

Izuku and Katsuki lived a street away from one another so they walked together towards Izuku's home, both too tired to actually talk along the way. When they got in front of the block they saw Izuku's mom and Mr. Yagi talking in front of the entrance stairs.

Kacchan was the first to talk. “Hey skeleton prick, you ditched us on the beach 'training'.”

“Oh, young Bakugo and Young Izuk-” Izuku threw Yagi a pointed look “Young Midoriya, I'm sorry for not being present, other things caught my attention and lost the track of time.”

“Izuku, my baby, you look so exhausted are you okay?” Izuku's mom approached Izuku and examined him. “You don't have to force yourself so much Izuku, you could get hurt.”

Izuku took half a step back. “I'm fine mom, I don't even have a scratch, and I’m just tired.” Surprisingly, she actually backed off and let Izuku breathe.

"If you say so, but please be careful you know that I can't stand seeing you injured” Then why did dad need to step in through a phone call for the bullying to stop Izuku almost said to his mother, maybe it was because of exhaustion, maybe he was pissed because Yagi didn't show up, but at the moment Izuku didn't know why those words were hanging on the tip of his tongue.

“Anyway Yagi, you're going to have to come Tuesday or the social workers will fuck up your reputation for letting four kids do clean up the place unsupervised,” Kacchan stated while throwing Yagi the backpack that had paperwork required to be signed, they were very lucky that the two workers had been tired as well and left them alone instead of cutting off the project due to negligence while supervising minors.

“Thank you young Bakugo, I will be present the next time and the paperwork will be signed up.” Then Yagi bowed towards them and went on his way.

“Auntie, is this Yagi guy a problem or anything? Because if he is, I and Izu can take care of it.”

“Oh no, Katsuki, we met on the street and decided to chat for a bit there's nothing unpleasant about Toshinori.” If Izuku and Kacchan weren't so tired they would have asked about what was discussed, but for now Kacchan only nodded and dragged himself to his home while Izuku entered the house and dropped on his bed. Dad sent a message that he's busy at his job so no phone call tonight. Not much later Izuku passed out.

Chapter Text

To Izuku's surprise, he felt no muscle soreness from the activities done the previous day. You'd think that moving so much trash would at least give him back pain but there's nothing. Don't jinx it Izuku, Tsubasa-kun already did it pretty bad with Moonfish. So Izuku just got up and started his morning routine.

His mom's shoes were nowhere to be seen so she must have already left. Izuku goes to the fridge and there's nothing, and by nothing, Izuku means absolutely nothing, no food, no ingredients, nothing. But that didn't make sense, she had all Sunday off, the only logical outcome would be that she saw the fridge empty and decided to eat in the city. But even that isn't quite right because she would think to stop at a store to restock, then the answer hit him “Oh no Katsuki, we met on the street and decided to chat for a bit, there's nothing unpleasant about Toshinori.” Yagi. They must have met somewhere along the way and she must have forgotten that she has to get groceries on her way back. So now he has nothing to eat as Kacchan would say. “Fucking joy.”

Thankfully Kacchan's parents aren't coming back until Saturday so Izuku can just dress up and crash at Kacchan's house. So Izuku did just that.

It is 5:45 Am, and Katsuki is rising from his bed to check who is the fucking moron that thought it was a good idea to wake up a guy that can create explosions at point-blank of their faces. So Katsuki left his room and slammed open every closed door on his way towards the front one to see who's fucking with the doorbell, when Katsuki opened the front door he saw Izuku, Izuku was the fucking moron with a death wish. “Nerd, you have 5 fucking seconds to explain yourself until I SlapPlode (Slap Explode) you to death.”

“Mom forgot to stock the fridge so I thought I could raid yours.” And Katsuki needed a double-take on that.

“The fuck do you mean she forgot to stock the fridge? That never happened before, especially after one of her days off.” The fuck happened while they were at the beach? “Izu, we got home around 6, she usually makes dinner at 7, even if she would have forgotten to buy food she still must have realized that she has nothing to eat herself last evening and would have left you some lunch money.”

Izuku's eyes comically widened at the realization. “You're right, but she still didn't, I thought she bumped into Yagi while coming home and she must have forgotten, but if we take into consideration the fact she left nothing then she must have left after I went out cold of exhaustion.” Katsuki would have smirked at the exhaustion comment if the discussion wasn't about the fact Auntie likely left all day came back empty-handed and left again after Izu went to sleep. And she was with Yagi of all people.

“Nerd, who the fuck is Toshinori Yagi, and what do you want with him?” Katsuki can no longer stand Izuku's mad genius playing, they must be on the same page or they can't do shit.

Izuku contemplated for a few seconds before actually entering, closing the door behind and locking it, and Katsuki got a gut feeling he's not going to like what he will hear “You will not share this information with anyone, am I clear?”

“Yes nerd, I'm not gonna say shit just get on with it.”

“Toshinori Yagi is All Might” and the 100 Yen fell and so did Katsuki's jaw.

All Might is Yagi. Yagi is All Might. Yagi that's a creep because he has no clue how to talk with people outside his All Might persona. All Might killed a man 6 years ago and did a cover-up. Yagi and this mysterious Villain fought and wrecked the place around them and causing a huge number of civilian injuries. If Izuku's right then this is the fight that put uncle in hospital for 5 months resulting in his business in America sinking the drain and forced him to leave right after his recovery. All of this and on top of the fact that the Villain’s quirk caused little to no collateral damage meaning that all that shit was caused by All Might going like an animal after the man's throat. Yagi injured Uncle and forced him to leave because his business was dying without him. All Might is the reason why they haven't seen Uncle in almost 6 years.

That explanation took around 20 minutes, in that time they've cooked and started eating, Katsuki's stomach wanted to throw it all out but he fought against it.

“That's most of what he did to us.” And Katsuki caught the hint, he also did or say something to Izuku.

Katsuki had to fight a lump in his throat “What did he do or say to you then?”

“After he took out the Sludge Villain for the first time he came to me and asked me if I was alright, I was still a bit shook by the display of power and the gust of wind from it and he must have thought I was inside the thing like you were later that day. He yanked my notebook, signed it without looking and he was about to jump away when I got a hold of myself and clinched to his leg, after a horrible discussion that if he keeps slapping me to get off his leg I will fall to my death we finally landed on a rooftop. I've asked him if I could become a hero without a quirk and *poof* he turned into Yagi, after telling me about the fight and his side injury he basically told me that being a hero without a quirk is a death wish and left.” Izuku's eyes were filled with disappointment and something else that Katsuki didn't quite put a finger on it.

After a moment of silence for the information to sink in Katsuki spoke. “He left you alone on a rooftop high enough for you to die and he also idiotically gave you the knowledge on how to end him. How the fuck did he keep it secret for so long in the first place?” Katsuki knew that Izuku wasn't suicidal or weak in any way, but who says that it didn't happen before and people took a short way down.

Izuku snorted “Oh, this isn't even his biggest secret. He was actually born quirkless.” and Katsuki was lost.

“The Hell you mean he was born quirkless? Was he some late bloomer of some shit?” Izuku turned towards him.

“No Kacchan, the quirk that All Might has is self-transferable, he is actually the eighth to hold It.” and all the pieces fell into place.

Katsuki's rescue, the dinner, the cleaning of the beach. “He saw you as a possible successor that he can mold into whatever he wants and it's offering you the quirk if you train enough.” Like it would possible to 'mold' the nerd after Uncle already did something similar, Izuku was already 'molded' into being an Evil fucking Genius and All Might is going to be at his mercy after the transfer is done.

“Yes. Now this project is already in the making so we don't have to worry about that, what we have to worry about is what Yagi has to do with mom.” and then Katsuki's alarm went off.

“Shit, if we don't leave now we are gonna be late for school. Let's talk about this at or after the gym, I still need time to process all of this shit.” and the two headed to school.

After the classes; at the gym.

Katsuki didn't know what to think, the discussion that they had in the morning finally settled in his brain but he still doesn't see how is anything connected to Auntie, she, unlike Uncle and Izuku, isn't connected to All Might by any means, so why would Yagi be interested in her or why would she be interested in him, the fact that the whole deal is so off the grid from their perspective that they don't even see what's going on it infuriates Katsuki, so he decides to blow some steam with some bench presses.

“Whoa dude you lift so much, that's so manly” a guy from the side comments “I wish I could be as manly as you.” so Katsuki after finishing the set gets up and looks at the guy: silver hair, black eyes, 170-ish centimeters, and a shit ass haircut.

“Hey, shitty hair if you still are standing doing jack shit come here and guard me, I want to put more weight.”

The guy brightened up for some reason at the acknowledgment “Sure bro, the cavalry is on their way.”

Katsuki actually dropped it half of the set and the guy caught while in his quirk form “Whoa dude that was so close you'll do it the next one.”

“So that's why you were commenting on my previous set” The guy, now made out of iron or steel, looked confused “your quirk activated instinctively meaning that you can't keep it permanently off while training.”

Steel Hair's eyes widened and he started grinning like an idiot. “You figured out my quirk in an instant, that's so cool.”

“Tks, a friend of mine does it all the times it must have rubbed on me.”

“Are you guys talking about quirks?” and as if summoned Izuku pops up from behind shitty hair visibly making him jump. “Oops, sorry for startling you.”

“No problem bro, are you friends and stuff?”

“Yep, I'm Izuku Midoriya and this is Katsuki Bakugo, nice to meet you.” and the nerd stretched their hand for a handshake.

Steel hair takes the hand and shakes it “Nice to meet you Midoriya, I'm Tetsutetsu.”

And if the day wasn't already so confusing this guy's name became the cherry on top. “Hold the fuck on, the first name the same as a surname? And Iron Iron Iron Iron?”

“Yep, that's me. I look forward to being gym buddies with you Bakubro.” The nerd snorted at the nickname.

“Well Kacchan can't be the only one with a nickname so how about we call you ShiTetsu (Four Iron)”

And steel hair brightened even more “You guys are so manly mind if I hang out with you while at the gym?”

“Knock yourself out but don't expect we will go easy on your ass Shitetsu, we are gonna make you feel like you're gonna die.” ShiTetsu grinned and all of his shark-like teeth were now visible.

“Don't think that you'll scare me away Bakubro.” And Katsuki might have finally found someone that might be dumb mad enough to train with him.

Chapter Text

Tuesday, 2:00 Pm.

Last Sunday Itsuka learned a few things, most of them are about Izuku:

1. Don't agree to anything if you don't know every detail of the said agreement. Kind of like the Terms and Conditions on a sketchy app.
2. Izuku can be absolutely terrifying if he wants to.
3. If Izuku tells you about his 'act' it means that you gained his absolute trust, which made Itsuka feel honored considering that she will never see him the same ever again.
4. Izuku wants something from Yagi and after how Izuku looks at the skeleton man they said the thing might be his head on a spike.

So after the man's phone rang and had to get out of hearing distance, Why is his ringtone All Might saying 'I AM HERE'?, Itsuka went to Izuku. “Hey Izu, what's the deal with you and Yagi? You look at him like he murdered someone close to you.”

“Huh?” And Izuku's death glare towards the general direction of the man finally broke. “Oh, sorry Itsuka, it's just that this was his idea and stuff.”

“Izuku you have been all smiles on the first day we cleaned the beach, you have something with the man in particular.” Itsuka stated and Izuku broke eye contact.

“Itsuka, I have my reasons to don't like the man but I want to get some things confirmed from him.” Izuku sighed and looked Itsuka back in the eyes “I've told Kacchan what my guess is but I want the whole thing. I promise that when I get the whole story I'll share it with everyone.”

Itsuka got close to Izuku “Okay Izuku, thank you for trusting me, I just want you to know that I trust you as well.” Itsuka got Izuku into a loose hug. “You're my best friend after all.”

“Thanks, Itsuka, that's why you're the best.” And out of nowhere Katsuki appears, likely coming instinctively to contest any claims of anyone else being 'The Best'.

“Bleh, get a room, or even better.” Katsuki pointed in the general direction of the scrap metal hellscape. “A trash mountain, we didn't come here to watch you two being all lovey-dovey.” And the two blushed and sputtered while Katsuki was rolling his eyes and Tsubasa was heard laughing like an idiot in the distance.

Shisha Tsukareta (Social Worker 1) was looking at the new pile of trash that the kids have brought from the beach to be transported. The said pile is four times larger than the last time. “You can't really tell me that you moved all of this.”

The green child, Mido-something, came in front, putting on the same smile as last time. “Yes sir, last time we wanted to see what the limits of our Quirks are so we brought up what we found the heaviest.”

“So that explains the five tons surprise we found at the base.” These kids somehow brought a Goddamn car up a flight of stairs. “You know, when people say 'it should be the best to bring a bigger truck' it usually means that they want to transport everything in one go. This will take us three trips. Again.”

“Well, I didn't really answer the question if we intended to move more stuff either.” Shisha remembered the conversation, the little devil indeed tells the truth.

So Shisha simply sighed and looked at Iguchi Shūichi (Social Worker 2). “Spinner, could you start moving the trash while I work out the paperwork, will ya?”

Shūichi gave a thumbs-up “I'm already on it, Tsukareta.” When he turned towards the pile his stomach started gurgling loud enough for everyone to hear. Shūichi gave an awkward laugh “Hehe, I guess I've gotten pretty hungry.” And he continued doing his job.

Surprisingly the green boy - Midoriya, his name was Midoriya- dropped his 'I'm sweet and innocent' act and frowned a bit. “Wait a bit, sir.” The boy went to his backpack and pulled out what seemed to be a lunch box. “We packed up some food if either of us got hungry while working but considering that we will go home after this I want you to have it.” And he handed the lunch box to Spinner.

The lizard man looked shocked and his eyes started to get watery. “Thanks, kid. Uh, I'm going to eat it after work, stomach cramps, and stuff, but thank you.” Then he gave the kid a shaky smile and returned.

And Midoriya finally gave a genuine smile. “No problem sir, I'm just glad I can help.” And Shisha finally got what's the deal with Midoriya.

One of his parents, or maybe both, likely had it rough growing up and they passed on their knowledge about how rough the world can be to the kid.

Shisha looked at Spinner. The guy might talk very little about himself but what they learned was enough to know he was dealt a shit hand. His full body mutation is one of a lizard, one of the most hated ones by Quirkists bastards, and his Quirk, Gecko, allows him to stick himself to any surface. And now because he has a 'Villainous' appearance and his Quirk isn't flashy he needs to work three different jobs and he can only afford canned food, whatever it's in that box it must be a delicacy to him. Least to say that Spinner won't forget this act of kindness shortly.

After Izuku gave the lunchbox to Spinner. The four kids left snickering while Yagi was chewed out by Mister Tsukareta for negligence while guarding a minor.

Halfway home Izuku and Kacchan heard a yelp and the sound of a dumpster being hit. Izuku being Izuku, wanted to investigate but he didn't want to stumble on a possible body dumping on his own. So he looked at Kacchan with his best puppy eyes before his friend could protest or turn away.

Kacchan was angry but in the end, he gave in. “If we stumble on another ongoing murder I'm leaving you there.”

Izuku snickered at the comment. “Honestly I'm surprised no one came to charge us with Vigilantism, your Quirk is pretty distinct.”

“Honestly I'm surprised we are still alive after the blue flames guy.” Kacchan muttered under his breath. “We try to help him not become fucking mincemeat and in return, he tries to burn us alive 'I didn't need help from two snorted brats' my ass.”

Izuku snorted before going down the dark alley with Kacchan right behind him ready to blow any enemy they would get in contact with into next week.

Katsuki didn't like the situation that they are in by any means.

They finally got near to the only dumpster on the alley and it was clearly too small for something to simply fall on it and to make that much sound. When they got a bit closer to investigate they saw a girl that was at most a year older than them, she was sucking the blood out of a bird.

And because Izuku has no sense of self-preservation he decided to talk to her. “Uh, are you alright?”

The girl finally registered that there were two other people just a few feet away and decided that the first course of action is to pull a knife out of nowhere and try to stab Izuku. Too bad for her that the nerd has inhuman reflexes.

So now Izuku is holding the psycho's hand by the wrist with a knife 2 inches from his eye. And if that wasn't enough the nerd was still up for a chat. “Are you okay?”

The psycho started giggling “You are cute.” A psychotic smile started forming on her face.

“It's okay we don't want to hurt you.” Izuku said in the most fucking reassuring way possible. Nerd, what are you thinking???

The girl's eyes widened a bit. “Oh? Why would I be afraid of such a cute boy?” Katsuki actually considered leaving Izuku there.

“When you jumped to stab me, for a split second, you looked at my friend, then the way we came in, likely looking for a way out.” A hit-and-run tactic. Uncle taught them that if they are outnumbered and out-powered they should run on the first occasion, he also taught them that if such an occasion never comes then they should try to make one themselves. The girl wasn't a psycho, she is faking it so she could get out.

The girl tried to free herself but Izuku's grip was not budging. “Cute and smart, all that you need is to bleed a bit and you would be perfect.”

And Katsuki finally read the room. The girl is wearing a big sweater (two or three sizes too big) she could make herself look small in it; except for the dumpster being hit no sounds were coming from her direction, not even her breathing, you could pass by her and not even acknowledge she even existed; and her fucking knife was literally a cooking knife, nothing fancy, nothing too sharp, a box cutter was more dangerous than that. 'She likely ran away from her fucking abusive household'.

“That's my guess at least.” The nerd said not to take his eyes off the girl, and the girl that was now looking dumbfounded at them.

“I fucking said that out loud, didn't I?” The girl and Izuku were both nodding.

“H-How?” The girl's eyes were getting watery. “Nobody ever figured it out before, nobody actually saw, how did you two do it in an instant?” Her grip on the knife loosened and the knife fell, Izuku let go of her hand. “No one tried to help me before. How? Why?” She started to actually cry. “You literally saw me drinking the blood of another living being, why are you two so calm? Everyone called me a freak or a monster, why are you so different?” She crouched near the dumpster, her sweater covering her legs and because her hair is similar in color to the sweater it helped her head blend with it, you could look at her and confuse her with a thrown rag, clearly it's intended purpose.

If Katsuki wasn't actively listening to every possible sound that the girl was making he could have confused her next question with the wind. “Why are you trying to help me?”

So Katsuki finally stepped in. “Listen here cat eyes, we aren't some creeps or anything similar, if you want, my friend's dad can sort something out.” Katsuki crouched a bit and stretched his arm towards the girl. And unlike Katsuki when he was four, the girl actually took it.

Katsuki might have heard a 'Thank you' but it also might have been the wind.

Chapter Text

Himiko didn't know what to think, half an hour ago she was in an alley where she was drinking the blood of a bird, then suddenly two boys appeared out of nowhere offering their help, and now she was on a couch in the green-haired boy's -Izuku Midoriya's- house with a bucket of cherry ice-cream on her lap that he bought it on their way here.

“So you like cherry ice cream too?” Himiko asked in hopes of finding something about her host.

Midoriya shrugged. “Not really, I prefer caramel ice cream.”

“Then why did you buy it?”

“I thought you might need it.”

“But how did you know it is my favorite?”

“I've guessed.” A loud snort from the spiky-haired boy -Katsuki Bakugo- was heard from the open design kitchen.

“Don't bother…” Bakugo gestured towards her.

“Himiko Toga.” She stated.

“Don't bother Toga, the nerd just looks at a person and knows shit about them.”

“That's a… Interesting Quirk.” Himiko said, still afraid that they would kick her out if she would say anything rude.

“That's not his Quirk.” Bakugo corrected.

“What?”

“You heard me, that isn't because of a Quirk, he simply knows that kind of shit.”

“Then what's his quirk?”

“I'm still here by the way.” Midoriya said and Himiko almost snapped her own neck while turning to him, his face didn't show any anger or annoyance, only a hint of amusement.

“S-Sorry.”

Midoriya did a small hand wave. „No worries, but to answer your question, I'm actually Quirkless.” And Himiko was yet again baffled.

“What? But you caught my hand before I could even see, and your grip was so strong, and then there's the fact you saw through my act in an instant, and you seem to you read minds, how can someone that is quirkless give the impression that has like four.” By this point, Himiko was probably gesturing like a baffled six-year-old but she was too awed to be embarrassed.

And to her surprise, Midoriya actually blushed. “W-well it's nothing, it just take some martial arts classes for several years, I and Kacchan have started to go to a gym to gain some muscles, and my analytical skills don't come out of nowhere, I've been analyzing people and their quirks since the age of four with the help of my dad.” Midoriya regained his composure. “But that's enough about my Quirk or lack thereof, your quirk is related to blood consumption, right?”

By this point, Himiko learned that people are appalled by her quirk but Midoriya and Bakugo seem to be different, no, they are different, so after Himiko builds her courage she finally says it. “When I drink someone's blood I can transform into them.” Himiko winched and was waiting for the two of them to be disgusted.

After a moment of silence Bakugo finally spoke. “Huh, I guess Uncle and Izu will have a field day analyzing it, Quirks that allow people to transform in more ways than one are a fucking rarity.” Bakugo turned back to the frying pan, leaving a very confused Himiko to turn back to Izuku where it looks like he had an IRL Blue Screen moment while his lips were still moving.

“Um, Midoriya-Kun, are you alright?” Then Izuku snapped back to reality.

“Huh? Oh sorry, I've been thinking about possible uses of the quirk, do you feel comfortable trying it with my blood?” Izuku asked like it was no big deal.

Himiko could only nod while Izuku got a needle from a drawer and poked his finger with it.

“Maybe I should have asked before I stabbed myself with a needle but how much blood do you need to transform?”

“As long as I can feel it on the tip of my tongue I can do it- why are you so calm about this? How are you so calm about this?” Bakugo snorted again but Midoriya was the one to answer.

“Multiple people need to change their diet to accommodate their quirks. I know someone with a toad quirk that uses cricket flour instead of the normal one, you know because toads eat crickets and other insects. It was bound to happen for someone with an odd Quirk necessity to pop up into existence.” Himiko was baffled and annoyed, not because it didn't make sense, but because it did, she herself had multiple classmates that had to do the same thing. Why didn't she get a prescription to help her? Why haven't her parents ever got her to go to a doctor to get her quirk checked out? 'Why my parents never helped me with my Quirk?'

“They are either idiots, Quirkists, or a combination of both.” Bakugo smirked while looking at Himiko, clearly aware that she didn't intend to speak the last part aloud. “And there's no crack where they could slide into if there isn't the first possibility, Uncle hates Quirkists, and is his pleasure to put the fear of God into them. Anyway, the food's ready, we have rare steak with a salad as a side dish.”

So Himiko went to the table to eat the first cooked meal she had since her leaving a year ago, maybe it was because of that, maybe it was because she was hungry, but she could swear that the steak made by Bakugo was the best one she had ever eaten. So she looked at Bakugo who was smirking at her. “The nerd isn't the only one with a talent or two up his sleeves.” And Himiko nodded, probably with her eyes widened of surprise while Midoriya was silently laughing on the other side of the table.

Later when Hisashi finally called.

“So let me get this straight. You and Katsuki went into a dark alley and found Miss Toga in a precarious position and you decided to bring her to our apartment so we could help her.” There was a tone of surprise in his dad's voice but it didn't seem to be connected to Izuku's actions.

“Yes.”

After a moment of silence, Hisashi sighed. “God it is indeed weird to be the receiving end of this kind of discussion.”

Izuku was confused. “What?”

“Remember Tenko Shimura? Decay Quirk, five-point contact.”

“Yes, what about him?” He hasn't seen Tenko-Kun for almost as long as he hasn't seen dad but, somehow, he was important to the discussion.

“When you were… In the stage of development. I also found him on a dark alley next to a dumpster and brought him home to consult Inko about what to do with him.”

“You are seriously telling me that you did the same thing fifteen years ago.” Izuku was dumbfounded, he knew that Tenko's family died for precarious reasons but he never knew that his dad was involved in saving him.

“Yes.” That 'yes' had a hint of amusement at the irony, people already say that he is a mini-version of his dad with a slight color palette change, but this is comically stupid. “And because you were already on your way and I didn't know if I would survive the mood shifts of a pregnant Inko, let alone the fragile state of mind that young Tenko was in, I decided to let him in the care of Oboro Kurogiri, he could take care of him without the fear of either party to be affected by the boy's quirk.” Oboro-san's quirk is Misty Warp Gate, it allows him to open portals in his line of sight or at specific locations if he had the coordinates, another property that he tends to use a lot is the fact that he can cover himself in the mist and resulting into him being intangible, a perfect counter for Decay that Izuku completely missed.

“Oh… Well… That's something that I didn't expect today.” Izuku could almost hear his dad nod on the other side of the line. “So what do you suggest?”

“I suggest visiting Oboro's Mist-ery bar tomorrow, I know very well that they still have empty rooms and that my old friend won't ever turn his Misty back to someone in need. After this discussion, I'll call them to prepare a room for her, anything else?”

And Izuku was silent. To tell him about OFA or not? To ask him about the accident or not? Both were important topics but it didn't seem the right time to speak about them, they felt… Too personal, Izuku wishes that maybe, one day, he will be able to ask his dad in person. So Izuku filled the silence with another question. “Mom's schedule seems to have changed again so she barely has time to do the groceries and I don't think I'll see her tomorrow to ask for some money to go shopping with Himiko to get new clothes for herself.”

There was a hum from the other side of the phone. “Very well, I'll see what I can arrange, hopefully, it will be done until you get home from school.”

Izuku smiled at his dad's words. “Thanks, dad. Good night. I love you.”

“Good night son, I love you too.” And the call ended.

Chapter Text

Izuku woke up in the morning with back pain and yet again is surprised that the said back pain is likely because he slept on the couch and not because of the inhumane stress put on his body from moving the trash. He knew that one of these days all of the stress will crash on him, but that will be a problem for future Izuku, present Izuku has to wake up Toga that is likely to lash out like a stray cat (and probably a new round of crying from her).

Kacchan's nickname, Cat Eyes, doesn't seem much far from the truth, beyond her quirk that urges her to consume blood, Toga seems to have some feline-like genetic traits that also influence her behavior, the main ones being her ability to move undetected, her abnormal agility, her abnormal flexibility, and of course her cat-like eyes. Himiko Toga is an oddity, perhaps a few decades back she wouldn't have been accepted by the general population, but now being 'odd' is the norm, by all accounts she shouldn't have had it so rough.

Himiko was having a good dream about two boys who came out of nowhere and offered their help. The Spiky-haired one -Kacchan- reached to her and promised that his friend with emerald eyes -Izuku- knows someone that could help.

They went to Izuku's house where she was given her favorite ice cream, she asked how they knew it was her favorite and Kacchan simply said that Izuku simply knew stuff about people and he uses his knowledge to help people just like her.

Then Kacchan made the best food ever that was melting in Himiko's mouth and said that he too has his talents, they were perfect, and she didn't feel the need to drink their blood, hell, Izuku even offered his blood because he wanted to understand her and not the other way around, Himiko tended to walk a mile or two trying to understand people, to be like them, so they could be friends.

After that Izuku had to go speak with his dad about her, so Kacchan put a pre-Quirk era movie about vampires, Himiko found the movie silly but Kacchan said that visual effects were not as great as they are now so it was fascinating to the people of that time.

When Izuku came back he said that his dad has found a place for her to live while they solve Himiko's family problems and all she had to do is to wait until tomorrow afternoon so Izuku could come back from school. So Himiko hugged him while thanking him as many times possible in one breath, then she did the same to Kacchan.

From this point, the dream was getting fuzzy but she remembers that Izuku offered her to sleep in his room so she could sleep well while he sleeps on the couch. So she entered his room and saw-

-Something was poking Himiko in the hip. She instinctively jumped to claw at the attacker only to see Izuku.

Izuku is still here, he is real, and Kacchan must be too then. It wasn't a dream, they are real and they are really going to help her. Himiko doesn't remember when she started crying but Izuku got her in a hug. “Shhh Tog- Himiko, breathe, you are okay, you are not going to be on that alley ever again.”

Himiko still could not believe it but she still followed Izuku's advice and she started to calm down. 'How do you know what to say at all times?'

“Don't you remember how Kacchan said that I only know this kind of stuff?” Izuku answered, a hint of amusement because he knew that Himiko did another slip of the tongue.

After Himiko regained her composure she finally saw with what she was poked. “... Is that a broom handle?”

Izuku sweat-dropped. “Uhm, well… I kind of expect you to lash out after you didn't respond from calling you so it took extra measures so you won't claw at me and feel bad after accidentally doing it. The damage that you could have done to me is minuscule but that doesn't mean it would not affect you.” In an attempt to hide her flustered face she turned away from Izuku just to remember where her 'dream' was left at.

Izuku's room looked like a police investigation was in full development. There were two whiteboards on wheels that were filled to the brim with pictures and documents attached with magnets and sticky notes filling the gaps. What was more concerning was the fact that the said pictures were from heroes (not that Himiko recognized them, but they were wearing hero costumes), and almost every one of them was stamped with big red letters as 'DECEASED' exception being the last one which was All Might.

“Um, are you investigating a murder or planning on one?” Himiko asked while pointing at the whiteboards.

Izuku turns to the boards and it seems that he realizes how bad it looks. “Oh. Well, it's more of a personal investigation, maybe when we become better friends I'll explain it.” He said 'when' not 'if' and Himiko was trying to not cry again. “Now let's go eat, I bet Kacchan prepared something last evening while neither of us was looking.” So Himiko followed him to the kitchen.

After he and Himiko ate Izuku told her that if his mom comes home while she's waiting to tell her that she's a friend of Izuku's and that is waiting for him so he can help her with some stuff. While he was at school Izuku managed to convince Kacchan to come to the mall with them before he goes to the gym to meet with ShiTetsu.

When he came home he checked the mailbox only to find an envelope, he opened it and found a credit card and a note saying 'don't go too overboard and don't question how it got so fast I simply pulled out a favor or two.' in his dad's handwriting. Izuku also knew that his dad knew the fact that Izuku would spend a good amount of money on obscure Hero Merch and a ton of art supplies. Maybe I should buy some actual journals and start rewriting the old notebooks in them, oh and also a shit ton of mechanical pencils.-

-Then he saw Himiko in the front of the block. “Um, Himiko, what are you doing here?”

Himiko shifted nervously. “I've heard your mom enter the house and I've jumped out the window…”

Izuku blinked. “Okay. But why? I've told you that she doesn't enter my room.”

“...You also said that your dad's name is Hisashi…”

Izuku didn't like where this was going. “It is, why are you asking?”

“... She entered with someone she called 'Toshinori' and I didn't like what they were talking about.”

Yagi was with Izuku's mom, again. “What were they talking about?”

Himiko was silent.

“Himiko, I'm not going to be mad at you no matter what you say but you need to tell me.”

After a few moments, Himiko spoke. “They were flirting” The words were just above a whisper but in Izuku's ears were as loud as an explosion. Yagi was making advances towards Izuku's mom and-

“I'm sorry Himiko but you said 'They' as into each other?” Himiko only nodded and Izuku doesn't know if he can enter the house without reinforcements. So he texted Kacchan.

Katsuki's phone rang with the ringtone for a message, when he checked it out he saw it was from Izuku 'Come to my house. NOW.' And Katsuki knew better than to not follow the nerd's order, when he texts him this kind of shit it usually means he's about to murder someone or to be murdered.

Not even two minutes later he saw Izuku and Toga on the front of the block. “The fuck are you two doing here? Did the apartment get set on fire?”

The nerd spoke first. “Hi Kacchan, nothing is set on fire yet,-” Yet? “But Himiko seems to have discovered what is going on between mom and Yagi.” Katsuki suddenly felt a shiver on his back.

Katsuki wasn't called as reinforcements, he was called as a guard. “Yes? Then what is it?”

“We are going to silently enter and find out,” Izuku answered too fucking leveled for this kind of shit but Katsuki and Toga still followed him on the block, then the apartment.

When they get to the kitchen's door they hear laughing from Auntie Inko and a freakish sound that Katsuki assumes is the sound of Yagi's only good lung wanting to give up. Someone that smoked for thirty years straight sounds nicer than this fucker.

Izuku opens the door and Katsuki sees Yagi eating the food he made for Toga to have on her way to Kamino.

“I see you're having fun.” Izuku said too fucking level for the stuff that they are seeing in front of their eyes. And if it wasn't enough Katsuki swears that when he looked at the nerd, Uncle Hisashi was standing there instead of him, his face too composed, his eyes lacking any fucking life, hell even his jaw seemed more chiseled for some reason.

When the adults turned to the source of the sound Auntie Inko became slightly pale before blushing out of embarrassment. The odd thing is that Yagi looked like it was having a PTSD episode for some reason and Katsuki didn't know if it was a good thing or not.

“Iz-Izuku, Katsuki, I didn't hear you entering.” Auntie said while still red as a tomato. Though at hearing the nerd's name Yagi regained his composure.

“Young Midoriya, I've come to inform Inko of your progress and I was invited to a little chat.”

Izuku looked at Yagi and Katsuki swore that Yagi was getting smaller under his gaze. “Really? Because from what I've heard from a friend that came a bit too early to visit the two of you entered the apartment at the same time.”

Katsuki looked at Toga and she was slowly but surely heading towards the door, Katsuki decided that the best course of action was to follow suit.

The two adults sputtered something intelligible but Izuku cut in. “Anyway Yagi, I think you have some business to attend to yourself, we both know that you are running low on time and it would be a shame if something would happen while you're in a hurry.” Katsuki could almost hear the words 'read as: you're already on borrowed time do not make me cut some of it'.

“Y-You're right young Midoriya, I'll see myself out, thank you Miss Inko for the delicious meal.” And Yagi speed-walked past them and right through the open door.

But Izuku didn't change back, instead, he looked at Auntie and asked. “Does he know that you're still married? I know that dad took your name because he had no living relatives but it would still be disrespectful if Yagi would assume that you're single.”

“U- Um, w- well, I thought it was obvious considering that I have you” Auntie sputtered while trying to nod and shake her head at the same time.

Katsuki finally managed to put a reassuring hand on Toga's shoulder before gesturing towards Izuku's room. Least to say that they didn't come out before the nerd got them out of there to go shopping for Toga.

Chapter Text

Izuku was at first fuming with anger when he saw Yagi and his mom being so 'friendly' to one another while his dad was God knows where trying to obtain a solid income. Izuku understood, or at least believed, that his mother was working as a nurse to help people but now Izuku questions if she wanted to help anyone except Izuku. The income coming from his dad was always constant and quite significant, she could have been a housewife and no one would have said a thing and yet she felt the need to always be away, always be away from Izuku.

So when he started asking about what happened in the last few days Izuku started to feel numb. At that dinner Yagi made some compliments to his mom and he expressed that it must be quite hard for her to raise a child on her own, she didn't correct him about the fact that the man that Izuku was taking on the phone was more of an active parent than her, nor did she stop him from making more and more compliments that should have been inappropriate towards a married woman.

On the day when Izuku started cleaning the beach she indeed went to buy groceries and bumped into Yagi who was heading to the beach himself to supervise them. They started talking and completely forgot about their chores. After Izuku went out cold of exhaustion Izuku's mom called Yagi to tell him that would like to go eat with him in the city, something casual. She intended to come home that night but an emergency was called at the hospital and she decided that Izuku would have been able to take care of himself.

And then today, it seems that once again they met on the street and decided to come to eat lunch here. Of course, all of their plans were cut short by Izuku appearing out of thin air and questioning them about their activities.

So here they are now, Izuku standing tall with an unbreakable gaze and his mother feeling embarrassed because she was making plans with her new friend. Izuku wishes that he could tell his mother about the fact that Yagi is All Might and that he is responsible for Izuku's dad being gone for almost six years but he had no evidence, no way to prove that he isn't upset or jealous that his mom was finally having someone to talk to. This is bound to become a problem in the future but Izuku had no way of solving it right now.

So Izuku dropped the angry 'act' and went to his room to get his friends. When he opened the door of his room his eyes were met by a concerned Kacchan. “Nerd, the fuck was that? I almost believed that you'd snap Yagi in two.”

Izuku was too emotionally exhausted to deny the claim. “Sorry Kacchan, I think I've gone a bit too far with the 'act'.”

“Wait. You mean that the whole 'I'm going to make you wish you never existed' aura was fake?” Himiko asked while looking surprised and a bit disturbed.

“Well, yes and no. My dad taught me how to make my emotions towards something or someone very clear, my 'acts' are just me exteriorizing them at the best of my capabilities. If I'm happy you'll know if I'm angry you'll know but you'll also know if I'm angry at you specifically or not.”

Himiko nodded at the explanation. “Could… Could you teach me how to do that?”

“Sure Himichan, I trust you that you'll put the trick to good use.”

“So you two are already at the nickname phase.” Kacchan teased and Himichan slightly blushed.

“Nah, she still calls me Izuku, but she went all morning about how Kacchan's cooking is the best.” Izuku responded while looking at the other two, Himichan was covering her face with her hands and Kacchan laughing at the girl's embarrassment.

“Don't sweat it Cat Eyes, you can call me whatever you want, except BOOMER, I don't care if I make explosions and shit, if you call me that you're dead to me.”

Izuku would have wanted to tell the story about that nickname but he wouldn't miss the chance to tease his friend about his usual one. “So what you're saying is that you like being called like that? Right Kaaacchaaaan?” Kacchan froze and didn't have time to react because Izuku was already dragging the two of them outside his room, then the apartment. After all, they still had to go shopping.

At the mall.

“Izuku, what does your father do for a living?” Himiko asked while gesturing towards a very angry Kacchan that was barely visible due to the bags he was carrying.

“His company produces pharmaceutical stuff but the main production is in Quirk boosters, considering that different quirks require different boosters they are usually given by prescription, he is making a great deal of money from it.” Izuku answered while trying to hide his forming smile at Kacchan's new role as a mule.

Himiko slightly tilted her head. “Quirk boosters? Like Trigger?” Some people around them shot them a few glances when hearing about the illegal product but went on their way after a moment or two.

“Nope, Trigger is kind of the bare bones of the product, it's like a shot of adrenaline straight into the Quirk and that's why people tend to go berserk when using it, my dad's products are stable, you won't see anyone lashing like an animal because of them.” Izuku clarified and Himiko nodded.

“How about we end this biology lesson and we go buy a fucking luggage suitcase and let all of this shit at your place so you two could pack them up. I still have to meet with ShiTetsu at the gym and I'm gonna be fucking late.” Kacchan comments before handing half of the bought stuff to Izuku.

“Sorry Kacchan, let's go Himichan.” Izuku grabbed what was given to him and gestured Himiko to follow.

At the train station.

“The train should arrive any moment now.” Izuku stated after looking at his phone to check the time.

Himiko was a bit afraid that 'Tenko' and 'Oboro' would reject her because of her Quirk like many did before, but because they were friends with Izuku she is going to do a leap of faith and trust that Izuku won't put her in a bad place. “So what are the Quirks of these two friends of yours?” Himiko asked hoping to understand s bit more about her future housemates.

Izuku lit up at Himiko's Quirk related question, it seems that when it came to Quirks Izuku knew just about everything from Himiko's perspective. “I wanted to tell you in detail about them on the train but I guess I can give you the general description while we wait. Oboro-Sean's Quirk is Misty Warp Gate, he can create portals anywhere as long as he knows the coordinates, and Tenko-kun's Quirk is Decay, when he touches anything with five fingers the said thing breaks down into dust.”

“You said that one of them was in a similar position like mine… ” Himiko saw the light in Izuku's eyes dim.

After a moment of silence Izuku spoke. “I don't know the story but from what I've heard when Tenko got his Quirk it's effect spread like wildfire, leaving nothing in one piece, the other thing that I know is that dad found him on the streets. I think it would be best if neither of us ask him about his old family.”

The train arrived in the station and both of them got on it without adding to the previous conversation.

Chapter Text

During the train ride, Himiko believes that has learned about Molecular Bonds and Quantum Tunneling from Izuku more than some physicians did during their entire life. Izuku was borderline obsessed with Quirks and how they work, but because Quirks bend (or even break) the laws of physics like there is no big thing, Izuku had to learn and even memorize formulas that would help identify and categorize them. And that was only about Emitter types. Mutant types are more about biology so Izuku is well informed in that department as well. Transformation types are a blend between Emitter and Mutant, the Emitter component keeps feeding the Mutant one whatever it needs to function, and every time someone actually 'transforms' it's actually when the Emitter component is turned on. Izuku summarized the lesson on Quirks by saying that there isn't a quirk that is only Emitter or only Transformation or only Mutant, instead, all quirks are a blend between these three types.

Izuku also stated that whoever decided to call her Quirk 'Transform' is an idiot. Izuku asked if her parents' quirks are by any chance Shape-Shifting one and one that emits slime, Himiko confirmed the claims.

Izuku explained to Himiko that her Quirk emits red slime and then the said slime is shaped and colored right by the shape-shifting component, and the fact that she can 'transform' when she's drinking someone's blood is likely because of a mutation that allows her to read the DNA of the donor. Izuku also theorized that she could copy Quirks if she tries hard enough or if she's under enough stress to happen naturally, he also said that he has no interest in putting her under any kind of stress just to confirm a theory.

And as if that information wasn't already life-changing Izuku asked if he could test something on Himiko and after she consented Izuku started massaging her neck and Himiko started purring like a cat, after a surprised yelp from her, Izuku explained that most people have animal-like mutations and that her eyes were a big giveaway on what type of mutations she has.

When the train got into Kamino City, Himiko likely left it shell-shocked while being dragged by a very excited to see his old friends.

Izuku and Himichan were standing at the entrance of the Mist-ery bar. After giving Himichan a reassuring look they entered the bar.

The first that Izuku looked for was a dark-purple mist on the floor, Oboro feels when his mist is disrupted so he knows where something or someone is by its shape or how it moves. The mist was present, so little that you could confuse it with a trick of the light but it was present, Oboro-san is here.

“Welcome to the Mistery bar my friends, how may I help y-'' The mist man stopped his presentation when he saw Izuku. “IZUKU! I don't recognize your steps through the mist cover, if you're going to keep growing like this you'll end up bigger than Sensei by the age of eighteen.” Oboro Warped in front of Izuku while his neck guard and mist mask were lowering, after his face was fully visible he hugged Izuku. “Oh, you are also sturdier, did you start working up? At this point, you're going to change from a green bean into a green sprout.”

Himichan giggled at the comment and got Oboro's attention. “You must be Miss Himiko, I may have not heard much about you but I can promise you that as long as you're staying here no one will disturb you.” Oboro gave Himichan a warm smile and the girl seemed to have relaxed.

“Thank you Mister Kurogiri, I'll also try to not be a bother.” Himiko did a small bow.

“Nonsense young lady, such a sweet child cannot be a bother even if they tried. And do not bother with those titles around here, in the Mistery bar people are equals, and if they don't act as such just tell me and I'll drop them into the Atlantic Ocean.” Oboro said while making a grandiose bow that got another giggle out of Himichan.

Izuku laughed a bit himself at the man's antics. “Good to know that your tendency to theatrics didn't change, how's Tenko?”

“Oh, he's doing well, he actually got a few contacts with some support item companies and he's celebrating by making even more support items, I'm glad we made his workshop explosion-proof.”

Tenko, despite his hatred towards Heroes, went to UA's support course at the request of Izuku's dad. He said something like "All the good support courses are at Hero Schools, you're going to see Hero Wannabes everywhere you go, and you want to go to a support course, you might as well go to the best." or something along those lines. Thankfully Tenko had found a way to enjoy UA by completely obliterating the said Hero Wannabes at the Sports Festival with all the support items he created.

Izuku still can't believe that Tenko won all of his Sports Festivals without even using his quirk. Izuku definitely remembers the message from Tenko, mostly in gibberish because he couldn't concentrate from laughing, on how the Hero Course teachers wanted him in their classes and Tenko's response was "LOL. No." to their faces. Neither Izuku nor Kacchan would have believed him if Tenko wouldn't have gone to UA's Principal and asked for the video recording of the whole thing. Tenko still sends it every year on his birthday to Izuku and the rest of his friends.

Himiko was at first scared when she heard and saw Oboro, his voice was deep and his appearance wasn't one that she could read, but then his neck guard (?) lowered, and the mist dissipated, allowing her to see his face and Himiko was yet again surprised. Oboro's hair was light blue and his eyes were a deep ocean blue and his face was so… innocent. Himiko couldn't imagine someone with that face meaning, let alone hostile, a complete 180° from what his mist face (mask?) was looking.

Then Oboro got Izuku in a mama bear hug and spoke, his voice was filled with warmth and you could tell that his comments about Izuku were done with goodwill. How can someone literally change from possibly criminal to completely innocent in one second?

“Well, now that the pleasantries between us have been done let's go see what Tenko is doing.” Oboro said while gesturing to them to follow.

They got behind the counter, through the kitchen of the bar, and then they entered the actual section of the house. Oboro stopped in front of a door with a sign that was saying 'Explosive materials. Do not enter.' and he seemed to brace for something, when he touched the handle an explosion was heard from inside. “Huh, knowing my luck I was actually expecting an explosion to be heading towards the door when I touched the handle.” Oboro commented before actually opening it.

Chapter Text

Tenko was in Cloud Nine, earlier today just got a contract with H-Tech, one of the few companies that weren't run by some Quirkist asshole that was giving Cultist vibes. I gotta check what the fuck is going on at 'Detnerat Company', Yotsubashi Rikiya is too obsessed with free Quirk usage.

Getting back on track, Tenko was ecstatic that he got the contact but he was also happy to know that Mister Hatsume was a guy with his feet on the ground and not some radical pick who had half a formed thought on how he could make the world better if he was in charge. Sensei might have wanted to do the same but he had over 60 journals backing him up.

So in short, the meeting went well and he got to meet another soon to become inventor, Mei Hatsume was speaking the same language as him, and by that Tenko means that the girl knows that she must Destroy to Create.

And because Tenko was lost in thought he forgot about the real point and welded together the wrong wires, the result was an explosion straight into his face. Whoever invented the safety glasses is the biggest lifesaver, I've stopped counting how many times I could have gone blind three years ago.

The door of his workshop opens and 'Boro enters. “Tenko, the guests have arrived.”

Tenko was waving his hands to dissipate the smoke made by the explosion. “Thanks for informing me, I'll take a shower to get rid of the grease and soot and I'll come to see them.”

'Boro smirked. “You can do that later, I've brought them here to see you in your natural environment.” That prick. So 'Boro entered and two other people followed.

The first was Izuku and the second the mystery girl, Himiko Toga.

The first one to speak was Izuku. “Wow, I heard the soot comment but I didn't expect for your hair to be pitch black.”

“Well, it's because you're wrong.” Tenko pointed to his own hair. “It might be hard to believe but this is its natural color.”

“Why are you lying?” Izuku said without hesitation. “For nine years your hair was bleach blue just like Oboro's.”

“That's because my quirk did a number on my health and it didn't fix itself until I hit puberty.” Tenko explained and Izuku seemed to get embarrassed. “Hey, don't sweat it, buddy, you had no way of knowing, hell I didn't realize it was possible before it actually happened.”

“... It's just that I haven't seen you in almost as long as a dad.” Izuku wiped his watery eyes. “And here you are, living in another city and reaching your dreams.” Without me even seeing you. Was silently hovering in the air. Tenko knew that Izuku would feel bad for not being present but he never thought it would be this bad. Maybe he should have seen it coming. Tenko always saw Izuku as a little brother, who says that he didn't look at Tenko the same way.

“Don't worry Izuku, we were both caught by surprise by your dad's accident and then our schedules got filled up. If 'Boro and Sensei want, you could drop by using Warp Gate.”

Izuku stopped sniffling into his sleeve. “Thanks, Tenko.”

“I've already said it, don't worry.” And Tenko ruffled Izuku's hair, getting a chuckle out of everyone and removing all the tension.

Tenko turned towards the girl. “You must be Himiko Toga.” He reached for a handshake. “I'm Tenko Shimura, it's nice meeting you.”

Himiko took his hand. “Nice to meet you too.” She looked behind Tenko, directly at the worktable. “If you don't mind, could you explain what you are working at?”

Tenko put on his mad scientist grin and the girl seemed to contemplate her choices. “Well young lady, this is my latest invention, The Retribution Gauntlets.” He put the now broken support item in his left hand. “I'm going to give you the short description because I'm sure Izuku already fired your brain your way here.”

Izuku rubbed his neck while Himiko giggled and gave a small nod. “So he has been like this since little?”

Tenko grinned. “Oh yes, but let's leave the blackmail sharing for later.” Izuku groaned a bit. “Let's start with how it is sectioned: forearm, hand, and fingers. The forearm plating is made out of a material that absorbs kinetic shock and is protecting the forearm and a bit of the elbow, all that shock is transformed into potential energy and stored into the hand and fingers region, ready to be shot back at the aggressor.”

Himiko stood silent for a moment. “So it absorbs a punch and it allows you to hit the person with the same strength?”

“Yes but that's not the whole deal, when I'm going to make it work it will allow the user to stock up on the power from the attacker and release it all at once. A hundred punches do not compare to one single punch that is a hundred times stronger.” Tenko took off the gauntlet, showing his three-fingered gloves that were leaving the thumb and the pointer finger exposed and covered in grease. “I really need to find a replacement for them when I'm working. Anyway, let me clean up and we'll talk about your stay here in the bar, the place gets customers only in the evenings so we won't be disrupted.”

Izuku was… concerned about the location of the bar.

The bar was located in one of the less populated areas of the city, just at the border to Kamino's factory district. Izuku couldn't imagine the place to get any clients in a ward with so few residential areas. So Izuku asked Oboro about it.

“Why here?”

Oboro blinked bemused. “Here what?”

“Why open a bar so far from any residential areas? Tenko said that it gets clients in the evening, but even that is hard to believe considering how few people would live in this area.” Izuku clarified.

“Oh that, well the bar is just a hobby of mine, people that come here are usuals, and we don't really need the money that comes from it because Tenko and I are still working for Sensei.”

That answer should have been enough for Izuku of he would have known what Oboro was doing in the first place, as a kid he didn't bother to ask Oboro much else if it wasn't related to his quirk, why would a nine-year-old ask a full-grown adult what they do for a living. Thankfully Himichan (unknowingly) jumped to the rescue. “Okay, but what are you doing exactly?”

Oboro sat down on one of the bar stools. “Well Himiko my job, and partially Tenko's is to supply any business that Sensei has in Japan, there's no need for a few dozen trucks and workers to transport pharmaceutical stuff all around the country if a handful of people and a Warper could do the same thing in under a day, all that I need to make sure of is that I Warp on Sensei's private properties. And if I were allowed to use my Quirk anywhere I wanted I could do that on my own, but that stupid law that doesn't allow me to use my Quirk outside private property would have been gone I could do all of that myself.” Oboro explained, obviously bitter about the last part.

“I don't think I'm the right person to say this but isn't that law better than people using their quirks chaotically?” Himichan asked, visibly cringing because of her illegal Quirk usage during her time on the streets.

“On the contrary young Himiko, if people would be educated on how to use and control their quirks, and they would be allowed to defend each other, Heroes wouldn't even be a necessity.”

She slightly tilted her head. “How so?” And that was Izuku's queue to join the discussion.

“Well Himichan, all that stuff about Hero Schools making child soldiers are true. The Heroes were and still are a branch of the military that has been copied from the American system at that time and stapled together to fit Japan's system. The problem is that while America modified its system over and over again so that heroes become something closer to the police force, Japan left it how it was at the beginning so now we have a system that beats pickpockets into submission and calls them the incarnation of evil.”

Himichan was silent for a moment. “I… I've experienced only quirk discrimination? Neglection? I don't know how to explain it, but I didn't really think of other problems, could you two explain them a bit?”

“Well for the beginning, All Might.” Oboro started strong and gained a wide stare from Himichan. “The idea of having a 'Symbol of Peace' is idiotic at best, who in the right mind would decide that would be a good idea? The brute was made by the HPSC, not only into the perfect representation of a Hero but also the perfect representation of a person, if you can't become like All Might then you're not enough of a person, and if you are not interested in becoming like All Might you're asked what's wrong with you? Why don't you want to become a Hero? Because if you don't like Heroes then you might be a Villain sympathizer, or worse, an actual Villain.” During that speech, Oboro got up from his chair out of frustration and now was sitting back down. “In short, if you don't aspire to become like All Might, you risk being categorized as a Villain or less than human.”

Himichan let the new information settle for a moment. “Why-No. How did I not realize any of it, All Might is everywhere, on T-shirts, on cereals, on busses, and even in cartoons. How have I not seen that he's becoming the symbol of everything?!”

“Well Himichan, you just hit the other two main problems: Hero Merch and The Bystander Effect. I myself am a bit guilty when it comes to Merch but at least I don't buy mountains of it. There are also Heroes like Best Jeanist that use their Hero title as advertisement, even though he has a clean Hero record he is a businessman first and Hero second. ” Izuku got up and sat at one of the normal tables so he is better seen by Oboro. “The Bystander Effects is also because of the Hero System. Himichan, sorry for asking but when did you develop your 'psycho stunt'?”

Himichan frowned at his question. “I… I think it was three months ago when I started doing it. But for the first eight months, I simply ran before anyone could land a finger on me.”

“Yes but, again sorry, has anyone tried to help you before us?” She shook her head and her eyes were getting watery, thankfully Oboro gave her his handkerchief, the act of kindness made her cry a bit but the piece of fabric was doing its job. “Well that is The Bystander Effect put lightly, the effect has multiple ramifications but the main ones are: disassociating with 'Villains' or potential ones; the ignorance towards possible danger, people are too used to stay close to someone that is showing signs that it can rip their heads off by accident; and ignorance towards someone in help because a hero will show up and help them, in the meantime the said person might be dying.”

The door from between the Bar and The Bar's kitchen opened. “Hey, no recruiting before eating.” Tenko stated while entering. “Oh and I've ordered two pizzas. Himiko transitioning from Katsuki's cooking to 'Boro's might kill her from disappointment, the Mist Man might be a bartender but sure as hell isn't a cook.”

A small portal appeared behind Tenko's neck and a hand came from it trying to slap him, unfortunately for Oboro, Tenko was well accustomed to the ways the warper retaliates and dodges.

Chapter Text

While waiting for the pizza delivery Oboro decided to show his bartender tricks to Izuku and Himiko. The girl seemed to be impressed by everything that they said or did, that would not be a problem if Oboro wouldn't know from Sensei that she has a rough background, her childlike wondering is a sign that she wasn't able to act as such at the right age.

“Young Himiko, mind telling us about your quirk while I prepare the drinks?” Oboro asked and started juggling glasses through portals in hopes that it will be a good enough distraction.

“If I drink someone's blood I can transform into them.” Himiko said absently while trying to figure out the path of the glasses that were now filled through even more small portals.

“A tricky quirk to deal with but don't worry young lady, you might be the first one in Japan with the need to consume blood but you're not the first one in the world.” The Cocktails were ready so Oboro warped two of them onto the Bar Counter and two at the table that Tenko and Izuku were standing and exchanging notes.

Himiko seemed to register what was said. “Wait, really?” Her eyes were so wide of surprise that Oboro thought they might have fallen out of their sockets.

Oboro chuckled at the sight. “Yes young lady, in Europe, the center region to be exact, one in every thousand have blood-related Quirks.” The doorbell was heard and then "Pizza delivery." was heard from the door. “But I guess that discussion will be finished while we eat.”

Izuku was enjoying his discussion with Tenko, it seems that he took the advice to make his own notebooks for his inventions, and now he has seven of them named "Ideas for future inventions".

It seems that Tenko also bookmarked some of them for Izuku to use if he ends up still going into Heroics. Izuku is still going to become a Hero but for different reasons than the nine years old him.

After looking for information about the incident that resulted into his dad's injury Izuku came to the realization that a good portion were choreographed, by that Izuku means that their moves/attacks aren't intended for finishing the fight quickly, but for showing off.

A Villain that goes as Stain seems to have picked up on this as well but it decided that the best course of action was murder, killing heroes that deemed 'unworthy' of the title, by looking at the list of victims Izuku couldn't find himself disagreeing on the 'unworthy' part, the Heroes that were picked up by now were in for the money and didn't put their backbone into their work. In short, Stain had a good motive but was still a murderer.

Then the pizza arrived and they put away their respective notebooks.

Tenko was relieved that Izuku left his Hero worship phase, Izuku might have not said it out loud but it was reflected into his notebooks.

The first thing that changed was the Name of the series, instead of "Hero Analysis for the future" was now "Quirk analysis for future reference". The second thing was the way the notes were formatted, before Sensei's… 'accident', a quarter or even a third was composed of marketing stuff that heroes use, now there's nothing of that stuff, only information about the Quirk, it's uses, it's strengths and weaknesses, and information that would be useful about the person that had the Quirk. And by useful information Tenko means stuff that he could obtain only by stalking someone but Izuku pulls it out of thin air and treats it like is common knowledge. 'Not even Sensei can do this stuff but whatever.'

Tenko was almost tempted to tell Izuku about Sensei's other business but he wasn't the right person to do it and neither was the right moment. Izuku might have changed in the last few years but there wasn't any sign that he would be interested in helping with that.

The TV from the Bar started flickering on and then 'NO VIDEO' was written on it. Speaking of the Devil.

“Hello Sensei, can you hear us?” 'Boro asked with half of a pizza slice on his mouth.

“Yes I can. And stop speaking with your mouth full, you're going to choke one of these days.” Sensei answered, his voice barely recognizable because of the shit signal of the line.

At the sound of Sensei's voice Izuku seemed to actually choke “Dad?!” After a few weak slaps in Izuku's back from Tenko, Izuku goes back to normal. “You have a direct connection to the bar or something?”

“Actually I do, Oboro spends most of his time in here so it's the fastest way to contact them if they are required. And here's a question for you, what are you doing at the Bar? You have school tomorrow.”

“Done my homework on my way here and decided to stay a bit to eat, me and Himichan didn't have the occasion to do it at home, and Oboro said he could simply warp me home.”

“Didn't have the occasion? Katsuki was last night at our house and I don't see him leaving the place without filling the fridge with five star meals.”

“Mom and a new friend of hers raided the fridge before I arrived.”

'Mrs. Inko having friends?!' For as long as Tenko can remember Inko Midoriya had a single friend, Mitsuki Bakugo, and even that was because Izuku and Katsuki were going to the same Daycare. Tenko doesn't understand why Sensei married her in the first place, she was so… Average. There was nothing special about but because 'Love works in its mysterious ways.' Tenko didn't bother to ask, and after twenty years of marriage and a child that is standing now even 2 meters from him sure isn't going to do it now.

“So that's the reason why her schedule changed, I was tempted to ask her about it but having a girls night with her new friend would explain everything.” Tenko might have nodded if it wasn't for Izuku's poker face and Himiko silently cringing at the table.

“Sure dad, as much as I would like to talk with you more I need to go home.” Izuku got up from his chair and went to the bar counter to get his backpack. “Oh and before I go, could I come here from time to time with Warp Gate? I would like to talk more with Tenko and Himichan would feel more comfortable if I would be around until she accommodates.”

Something was heard from the other side of the call but the static was too loud to discern it. “I see no problem for you to come to the Mistery bar as your hang out place, in a few days the paperwork will be done and our apartment will be legally considered a permitted area for Oboro to Warp into, all I need is for Inko to sign it.”

“Thanks dad, talk to you tomorrow, bye everyone.” Everyone said their goodbyes and a Warp Gate opened in front of him, right before he stepped in he looked at Himiko and the girl gave a nod in return.

Izuku left, the Warp Gate closed, and Tenko was left confused about the whole interaction.

“Well, considering that Izuku is now gone I'll give you ten minutes to accommodate young Himiko to her room.” The TV turned off.

“Himiko, did you meet the said friend of Mrs. Inko?” Oboro asked and the girl seemed to freeze on the spot.

“... I think it would be best to talk with Izuku about this.” She answered. Oboro and Tenko exchanged their own glances and decided to move on.

“Very well, follow me to show your new room.” Oboro said before leaving with Himiko on his tail.

Tenko remained in the bar contemplating if Izuku and Himiko would be willing to join them for Sensei's other business. 'I need to discuss it with Sensei, no matter how much he trusts with decisions this is too important to be done alone.'

Chapter Text

(Thursday)

After the emotional roller-coaster that was the previous day and almost a week of physical training, all of that was finally crashing down on the present time Izuku that almost swore that he would get back on his past self for overworking himself. Of course, he closed his mouth right before saying it, Izuku could theoretically create the right conditions for time travel if he had access to individuals with specific Quirks to do it, but that would mean he would lose even more precious time instead of taking a day off.

The implications of time travel are not worth exploring while feeling every muscle in his body was screaming for him to not move. 

Izuku opened the group chat that Tsubasa made on the second day of cleaning the beach. 

Scrap Metal Enthusiasts

[Green Bean]

Can't help today, the muscle soreness finally hit me. 

[Wings]

HA, I was right. Not even the biggest masochist in Japan can handle a week of the metal Hellscape that is Takoba Beach. 

[Big Sis Energy] 

Tsubasa, stop making fun of Izuku. 

And who changed my username again? 

[Wings] 

Just accept it already, you might be a single child but everyone under the sun would agree with the nickname. Heck, you're even defending Izuku in the same manner. 

[Pomeranian] 

IT'S FIVE IN THE FUCKING MORNING. WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TEXTING AT THIS HOUR? 

[Green Bean]

Sorry Kacchan, I just wanted to inform you all that I can't help today due to muscle soreness.

[Pomeranian]

Fucking fine if you can't physically work today then go make some paperwork for another Quirk Permit, ShiTetsu wants to join in. 

[Green Bean]

Oh? What did you tell him?

[Pomeranian] 

We were talking about our schedules and I've told him that I and some morons are cleaning the beach as community work. He told me how manly I am for helping the community and asked if he can join, can't wait to see his face when he realizes what he signed up for.

[Wings]

Nice. And why are you calling us morons? :'(

[Pomeranian]

Some people sleep at this hour, Moron King. 

Pomeranian changed Wings' nickname to Moron King  

[Pomeranian]

And why aren't you two sleeping? I already know that the nerd's a freak but I don't know why you two are awake. 

[Big Sis Energy] 

School's far away, takes time to get there. 

[Moron King] 

Same. 

Moron King changed Pomeranian's nickname to Beauty Sleep 

[Moron King]

And stop whining, you go to sleep at 8 Pm. 

[Big Sis Energy] 

Wait, is this true? 

[Beauty Sleep] 

Yes, do you have a problem? 

[Big Sis Energy] 

No, of course not. It's just that I believed that you are always groggy because you don't sleep well. 

[Beauty Sleep] 

Well here is some fucking news, I get a good's night rest every day. The fact that I'm 'groggy' or 'jumpy' or 'abrasive' is because of my quirk.

It seems that having your body produce Nitroglycerin isn't healthy fucking healthy, especially for the heart. 

Nitroglycerin is used in the medical field to dilute blood vessels, so my body decided that the only way for me to not fucking die is to pump me with adrenaline 24/7.

[Big Sis Energy]

Oh. 

I'm so sorry for making assumptions Bakugo, I didn't mean to be disrespectful to your condition. 

[Beauty Sleep] 

Will ya shut up already? 

A quarter of the fucking planet has mutations and a good chunk of them need to accommodate their body's needs, this isn’t special by any means.

Katsuki Bakugo has added Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu to the group chat

Beauty Sleep has changed Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu's nickname to Steel Hair  

[Beauty Sleep]

Wake up shark teeth. 

Fucking Rules:

1. You're not allowed to change your nickname;
2. You're not allowed to insult anyone based on their gender, sexual orientation, or religious beliefs. The rest is fair game, if someone acts like a Moron you can call him out on it. 
3. What is talked about in the group chat remains in the group chat, we could plan murder in here and you're not allowed to say shit.
4. NO EMOJIS. That shit has become more and more cringe since the dawn of quirks. I can't stand them and neither do the rest, if even one is used you are banned. 

Is everything clear?

[Steel Hair] 

Loud and clear Bakubro, or should I call you beauty sleep? 

:) 

[Beauty Sleep] 

Shark teeth, that took less than 10 seconds to answer, don't tell me that you were already awake. 

[Steel Hair]

When am I supposed to do the morning exercises that you gave me if not in the morning? 

[Beauty Sleep] 

Around 6 am. If you're in the middle of doing the exercises when the fuck did you wake up? 

[Steel Hair] 

4 am? 

[Beauty Sleep] 

… 

I'm going back to sleep. 

[Moron King] 

Yep, he went offline. 

I guess I'll see you all at the beach. 

Tetsutetsu was walking towards the doughnut shop Bakugo said they'd meet. 

Yesterday, Bakugo said that Takoba Beach was a mess and that he and some of his friends were cleaning it. Tetsutetsu hearing about the manly community work that his new friend was doing offered to help. 

The problem was the smile that grew on Bakubro's face while accepting the offer, he was giving Tetsutetsu the creeps but he could handle moving some trash, right? 

[...] 

When he entered the shop he was greeted by a waving Midoriya from one of the tables. “ShiTetsu, you've gotten here early, come, I've been holding a place for the group.”

“Midobro, good seeing you, what happened yesterday that you couldn't come?” Tetsutetsu said while approaching the table and sitting down. 

“Needed to help a friend move, and visited some old ones.” Midobro took a notebook out of his backpack. “And because I cannot help today, I've taken the liberty to analyze your Quirk and think of ways for you to use it.” The notebook was opened to a page where a drawing of exceptionally high quality of Tetsutetsu. “So far I've only come up with the idea of you thickening some areas of your body to make armour out of yourself.”

Tetsutetsu blinked. “Armor?”

“Yep.” Midobro turned the page and pointed at many other detailed drawings. “In theory, if you concentrate you should be able to thicken your steel layers or even mould it into weapons. Or at least it would be possible in this case if you don't need constant concentration to do it.”

Tetsutetsu remembered the discussion he had with Bakubro on the day they met: “your quirk activated instinctively meaning that you can't keep it permanently off while training.” “Midobro, Bakubro said that my quirk activates instinctively, is that what you're talking about?”

Midoriya's eyes lit up. “Not quite but it can open the door to other possibilities. The fact that you do it instinctively allows you to make the gauntlets, plating, and possibly a helmet; unfortunately, you'll not be able to create weapons as I hoped. But as a plus, due to your instinctive activation, you'll likely be a great counter against Thermal Quirks, Explosions, bullets or any high-speed projectiles and a good portion of strength-enhancing quirks. Your main weakness is a blunt force to the head while the Quirk is off but that is a universal weakness so it doesn't count.”

“So I can become fireproof, explosion-proof, and bulletproof?! I mean, I knew that I'm resistant to stuff but no one enumerated my Quirk's pros and cons. I knew that Bakubro wouldn't joke about aro9the fact that you can analyze a person by simply looking at it but this is beyond expectations, your Quirk is co cool.”

“Actually that's not his Quirk.” A female voice was heard from behind him. When Tetsutetsu turned he saw a red-haired girl with beautiful teal eyes. “HI, I'm Itsuka Kendo, I assume you're 'Steel Hair'.” The girl was trying to suppress a smirk but it seems she was failing. 

“And I assume you're Big Sis Kendo.” Tetsutetsu retaliated and the girl started to blush and Midoriya was silently snickering. 

“... Well, I don't know what I expected but I guess I got what I deserve. Please call me Kendo.” Her tone was almost pleading. 

“Well, Kendo, you can call me ShiTetsu.”

“Very well, nice to meet you ShiTetsu.

Shisha Tsukareta was wondering if the kids are finding enjoyment in his desperation. 

Today's pile of trash isn't only as tall as the previous one but it was also thicker, he doesn't know if it's a good thing or not either. The monster of a pile finally looks like the only thing that keeps it in place isn't the goodwill of the universe, but is also more trash to move. “Kids, do you want us dead or something?” 

A series of snorts and giggles were heard from the little shits before Midoriya came forth as the usual spokesperson. “Sir, you must know by now the fact that us doing our best is because we want the best for the community, if this results in you being at your worst, then that it's just a bonus.” Spinner laughed like an idiot at the comment right behind Shisha while Yagi looked taken aback by it. 

So Shisha started chuckling, half because the kid has balls and knows how to joke with adults, and the other half so Yagi will shut up and not reprimand the boy for a stupid joke. Shisha doesn't know why in the world Midoriya even signed up Yagi as a supervisor but that's the kid's business not his, plus these kids are more likely to tear Yagi apart and throw him into the sea rather than the skeletal prick doing something inappropriate to the kids.

“I've also taken the day off today, I've only helped by tracking what's easier to move.” The kid finished. 

“So I should be relieved that you finally took a break or concerned because the pile doubled under your supervision?”

“Is it so much to ask for both?” 

“Okay, you're just quoting Tony Stark at this point.” Spinner said while ironically holding a plastic mask of the Iron Man, Shisha might copy Spinner and start keeping some trash for himself, some stuff the kids found is pretty good, 'All that I need to do is to get there before the lizard man.' he thought to himself like trying to outspeed Spinner would be something possible. The guy thinks in three dimensions and moves accordingly, Shisha would need a speed Quirk to outpace him.

So Shisha simply gave up and went to check the paperwork while Spinner navigated the pile in a lizard fashion to see if he would find something shiny. 

After the kids and Yagi left Spinner spoke. “Tsukareta, I think we should call some reinforcements from the second ride, we will end up going home after the sunrise if it's just the two of us.”

Shisha looked at the pile and yes, this will take more time than they have sunlight. “I guess we're gonna need to get Jin.” 

“Who?” 

“Jin Bubaigawara, he is the night guard at the scrap yard but technically he is also required to help transport stuff.” Shisha pulled out his phone and started dialling Jin's phone number. “His shift starts at 8 pm so we could just pick him up on our way to the yard.”

“As long as you know where he lives I'll drive there.” Spinner said while throwing the fifth microwave into the truck. “Are we sure this stuff isn't straight up from a factory? Some of this looks too good to be more than a few months old.”

“Your guess is as good as mine.” Shisha closed his phone. “Jin's not answering, he might have fallen asleep or something.”

“Then we will also be his alarm clock.”

The way there wasn't anything special, Spinner listened to some music and some stories from Tsukareta about his nephew that wants to become an underground Hero, and some stuff about some Hero called EraserHeard, the dude's Quirk is to look at you and put your Quirk to sleep.

The apartment complex was similar to one where Spinner lived, a decrepit place in a decrepit area, the owner is either too fed up with the maintenance that he gave up entirely and people are selling drugs and stuff on the first floor or he is the one selling the stuff.

When they got on the Bubaigawara's floor they heard shouting, a lot of it. “Tsukareta, you said that the guy lives alone.”

Tsukareta sighed. “He does. That's his Quirk, Double, he can clone himself and others if he has the necessary info on them and other requirements, never bothered to ask. All I know is that he sends a clone or two to patrol and he destroys them when they come back.” Tsukareta went to the door and knocked. “Jin, it's Shisha, I need your help with something at work.”

After a minute of waiting, Tsukareta tried the handle. It opened and what Spinner saw inside was like out of a fever dream. 

Eight -no, twelve- of the same guy were fighting each other in what Spinner could assume is some kind of mud, one of the guys started excreting the same kind of mud from his palms and two more clones appeared.

He looked at Tsukareta and saw him go to one of the guys tied to a chair. “Jin, you OK? What the fuck is going on?” 

The guy in the chair stopped staring at the clones a bit dazed, snapped back at reality and looked at Tsukareta. “Shisha, thank Gods you're here, get me out of here, now.” 

And so they did, Tsukareta picked the backrest and Spinner by the front legs of the chair and transported the guy like an odd piece of furniture.

When they got to the second floor they finally let the guy down and started uniting him and Spinner finally spoke. “Could either of you explain what the fuck did we just see?” 

Bubaigawara got up, calmed down his breathing, and then spoke. “Long story short, I was a dickhead to one of my clones and the rest didn't take it well, what you just witnessed was the clone Uprising and the clone Civil War combined.” The blonde swallowed and continued. “Please tell me you closed the door behind us.” Spinner nodded. “Good, my Clones can clone themselves but they are weaker with each iteration, sooner or later the old ones will die and the new ones will fall apart by simply breathing.” 

Bubaigawara sat back down and put his hands over his face. “I am so fucking grateful that you found me, it all started around noon and I was beginning to lose it.”

Tsukareta pat Bubaigawara on the back. “It's okay buddy you can talk to us if you need to.”

“Oh God, it was horrible, they were killing themselves and each other, it was so confusing I was trying to keep track of who did what and-” Bubaigawara took his hands off his face and gestured for personal space. “Actually, why are you here?” 

“We came because we needed your help with your Quirk but if you can't work it is fine.”

“No, I'm fine I'm fine, working is good, and working will keep me from thinking about what I've been stuck for the last…” 

“It's 6 pm.” Spinner stated. 

“For the last five hours. Let's go to work.” So the three of them entered the truck and went to work, on their way there Bubaigawara was heard muttering, again and again, the word 'work'. 

[...] 

It took those two hours and three more trips to move all the stuff. Jin (he wanted to be called by his name instead of butchering his family one) finally got a hold of himself enough to make a clone of Spinner and one of Tsukareta to help empty the truck. 

“They are still going,” Jin said out of the blue. 

“What are you referring to?” Tsukareta asked. 

“My clones,” Jin clarified. “They seem to get destroyed easier but they also clone themselves faster. At this point, I expect for them to fully get destroyed sometime during Sunday.”

“So you have no place to stay until then?” Spinner asked. 

“Well I could simply stay here, I already have some clothes in my locker in case the ones on me get torn, the staff kitchen works pretty well, and I could just send a clone to clean the toilets in my place, then the place is good to act as a temporary home, all that I would be missing is a shower but beggars can't be chooses.” Jin took one of the flashlights from the table. “My shift starts now and I won't be using any of my clones until the previous patch gets destroyed so I'll have to patrol the old fashioned way, see you guys in the morning.” And so Jin went left to wander through the scrap yard while Spinner and Tsukareta packed their things and went to their respective homes. 

Spinner (and possibly Jin) is wondering what would have happened if they wouldn't come to check on him.

Chapter Text

(Friday)

It was the first time this week when Katsuki wasn’t woken from his sleep by Izuku or from a message from Tsubasa’s stupid group chat. No, today had to wake up earlier by his own accord so he could cook more food than usual for his parents that will finally come home after their two week work trip.

Katsuki’s relation to his parents was… peculiar to say the least. Ironically he might have grown up with even less parental supervision then Izuku after his diagnosis.

Even if Auntie Inko almost never checked on Izuku, Uncle Hisashi made sure to know where and what Izuku was doing at all times, Katsuki remembers Uncle giving Izuku an old type of phone that was tracking Izuku’s location at all times, considering how many times they were playing in the forest that was actually a smart move, four of five snooted kids could easily get lost.

In comparison Katsuki entered and left the house whenever he pleased and barely spoke with his parents. Not like he had something to talk with them, they were always busy in their workshop and the only times they were getting out was for food or to get a break, well, more just-food. Mitsuki and Masaru Bakugo loved their job so they didn’t feel the need for breaks.

Ironically, Uncle Hisashi was the one to check on him rather than his parents. It is ironic because he wasn’t checking because he really cared about Katsuki, no, he was checking up if he was picking on Izuku or not. Katsuki will admit that before that call he was a little shit, that isn’t something he’ll deny. Looking back on it Katsuki was actually grateful for that phone call, it basically was his wake up call that he should stop trying to be the best over all the extras and instead try to be the best version of himself. Who knows how big of an ego he would have developed if he wasn’t nipped in the bud at that time.

So while cooking he was musing about a different version of himself that wasn’t knocked down a few notches. The said version for sure would be using the word ‘extras’ every other sentence, it would also not bother learning the names of the people around him and simply use the stupid nicknames like they would be their real names. Would that version even bother to read Izuku’s murder notebooks? Those things are a mine of gold for Heroes and Villains alike, strengths and weaknesses well hidden by the simple fact that they were stored in the average school notebook, no one would even bat an eye at it, let alone pick it up and start paging through it. Something capable of taking down thirty or even forty Heroes hidden in plain sight, in only one notebook, Izuku has sixteen of them.

Katsuki also wondered how would have been his relationship with Izuku. That egotistic version of himself wouldn’t have any friends, perhaps some goons/extras but no one would actually want to befriend such a dickhead… except maybe Izuku. Izuku would definitely try to change Katsuki for better, the question is would he have succeeded? Izuku even now is too kind and too docile for his own good, he would likely try to talk down asshole Katsuki but normal Katsuki wouldn’t see it possible to actually do it. That version of himself would be too prideful to back down if he would even want to do it, would he even apologize later on? Unlikely. A version of himself that would try to be the king of the world would likely see that as something beneath him.

Maybe he should talk with his parents to invite Auntie and Izuku for dinner, the old hag would like to talk with her old high school friend.

Friday, around noon. 

While Izuku was working on his latest entry in his notebook his mom entered his bedroom to tell him that Auntie Mitsuki invited them to dinner.

Hearing the news Izuku put his notebook to the side and started doing his homework, he could work out what material would be the best for Tenko’s gauntlets later but for sure he wouldn’t have the mental fortitude to do actual homework when they would come back from dinner.

That’s when the idea hit him. “Um, mom? Could I invite Oboro, Tenko, and a friend of mine as well?”

Inko turned with a surprised look on his face. “Oh, Oboro-kun and Tenko-kun are in the city?”

“No but dad filled some paperwork so Oboro can use his portals to Warp into our house.” Izuku clarified.

Inko raised an eyebrow. “He did?”

“Well, I kind of asked him to do it so I could come visit them in Kamino without the back and forth two hour train ride.”

“That is rather nice of him, but I would have wanted to be informed about the fact that our apartment would become a checkpoint for any type of teleporting quirk, they might teleport into the furniture.”

“Mom, that’s not how Warp Gate works, you cannot teleport into an object because you can only appear inside the mist, and I don’t see a way how the mist would seep into a wooden chair or even the couch.” After a nod of understanding his mother left him to his own devices.

[…]

It was almost the time to leave and Izuku was still struggling to tie his tie, at this moment the piece of fabric, or whatever it was made out of, silk maybe?, was standing around Izuku’s neck while looking like a murder scene. Izuku doesn’t even know how it got like that, he was following the tutorial step by step for the sixth time and simply ended like that.

Then Izuku got a message on his phone.

[Warp Man]

We are ready.

Izuku went into the kitchen and sent his phone’s coordinates, not even a second later the familiar portal opened up and Himichan came out of it and almost fell with her face first towards the floor tiles, thankfully Izuku was there to catch her. “I’ve got you.”

Himichan turned to Izuku and threw him a sharp look. “You two knew this would happen, didn’t you.”

Izuku assisted Himichan to get her footing before answering. “It happens to everyone until they get used to the vertigo feeling that Warp Gate has, in four or five uses you’ll move through it like it’s nothing.”

A few moments later Oboro stepped out of the portal as well. “I see that you landed quite well Himiko, Tenko and Izuku met the tiles before anyone had the chance of even attempting to save them from the inevitable fate.”

‘Okay this is war.’ Izuku thought to himself. “Himichan, if you want to retaliate on someone for your sudden drop then the said person is Oboro, he could have opened it at an angle and you would have been fine.” Izuku stated and Himichan didn't hesitate to seek revenge. 

Oh and revenge she got. Himichan closed the distance between her and the Warper and then hit him with her handbag multiple times in a row while cornering him right next to the fridge. “You meanie, you said that I should enter head first.”

“In my defense -ouch- , I’ve said that you should comfort your -ow- problems head first, the comment wasn’t related to the portal -ouch- as much as it was to encourage you to step through.” Oboro explained while still being assaulted by a teenager with a handbag. 'Good to know that she got accustomed with Oboro.'

Himichan calmed down just before Izuku’s mom entered the kitchen. “Oh Oboro-kun, welcome I haven’t seen you in so long, how have you been?”

Oboro arranged his vest, then bowed slightly. “I’ve been doing well, Mrs. Midoriya.”

“Good to know, did you finally open that bar you were talking about or are you still working for Hisashi?”

“Both actually, I’ve opened the bar not long after my arrival at Kamino but I still work for your husband. I am imperative for the functioning of Sensei’s business, someone like me is hard to replace, and the payment for simply using my Quirk is too good to miss.”

Inko looked like she wanted to add something but she refrained from it. “Very well, where is Tenko?”

“He couldn’t come, he has some business to attend to himself so it will be only me and Miss Himiko.” Oboro gestured towards Himichan. “Due to her precarious position she is staying with Tenko and me for the foreseeable future.”

“Hello young lady, it's nice meeting you, I hope the boys are taking good care of you.” Inko gave a reassuring smile but it seems it had the opposite effect.

Himichan stiffened and tried to avoid eye contact when Izuku's mom looked at her, possibly because of what she heard two days prior. “Thanks for having me ma'am.” Came out of her mouth almost as tense as she was looking. Izuku would want to ask her what exactly she heard back then but tonight isn't the right time.

“It seems that you are experiencing the tie disaster as well, Izuku.” Oboro said, attracting everyone's attention and then directing it all to Izuku's neck. “It's even worse than the ones your father makes, but I guess it doesn't get this bad because he gives up halfway through the process to commit arson on them.” Oboro gestured to come closer and Izuku did just that. “Why aren't you just using clip on ties?”

“It would be cheating.” Izuku answered while pouting a bit while Oboro was trying his tie for him. 

“Cheating huh? I guess it is better than "refusing to lose to a piece of cotton", your father burned a few hundred dollars because of them.” Oboro took a step back and gestured towards Izuku for a second time. “Voila, much better isn't it.”

Izuku went to the mirror that was on the wall and yes, the tie was properly made. “Thanks Oboro.” One day Izuku will be able to make it himself, he just hopes that he wouldn't need to find a way to extend his lifespan to achieve it. 

“Think nothing of it. Now that we are all present let's go to the Bakugo Household, shall we?”

“Actually, we are waiting for one more person.” Inko said and Izuku's blood ran cold, she wouldn't do such a thing, right?

“Oh? Izuku mentioned in passing that you made a new acquaintance lately, is that who you are talking about?”

Inko's eyes lit up at Oboro's comment. “Oh I guess Izuku already told you about Toshinori, I guess it will make it easier for exchange formalities.”

Oboro blinked. “Toshinori, the said friend is male?” Inko nodded and Oboro stiffened a bit, not enough for Inko to see but it was enough for Izuku to pick up on it. “Well, I thought it was a lady friend but I guess that if you are friends with this individual then he must be a fine gentleman.”

“You will love him.” Inko said too eager for Izuku's liking. The bell suddenly rang. “Oh, this must be him.” She said while leaving the living room and taking with her the chances of having a normal dinner. 

Thankfully they would be on Bakugo territory so Yagi will likely feel like closed in a cage with lions, Auntie Mitsuki and Uncle Masaru are good friends with his family so if a single inappropriate comment comes out of Yagi's mouth the man would be thrown out the window.

Katsuki has been stuck in the kitchen for the last two fucking hours, it seems that the nerd invited the Tenko, Oboro, and Himiko.

Katsuki likes to cook but when you're sweating Nitroglycerin it becomes a pain in the ass to do it with blast proof gloves and to regularly wash your hands so you won't blow the kitchen into a million pieces. So his routine was to cook for ten minutes, wash his hands and the gloves then go back to cooking just to do the same thing ten minutes later because the heat from cooking is making him sweat even more. 

It would be so much easier to keep the sparks on all the time and let the generated Nitroglycerin explode when it's created, it wouldn't even make damage to the utensils because they were already bought to be blast proof and fireproof.

The problem is that his parents are too scared that he would blow something up because of an incident from two years ago. During the allergies season Katsuki sneezed and accidentally blasted the kitchen table into the wall, snapping in half due to impact and throwing splinters everywhere. The old man suggested getting rid of the flowers, the Hag suggested getting Katsuki the gloves, in the end they did both and now he has to suffer by being forced to use them.

Thankfully they were almost done and he can finally go take a shower while the old man is looking over the oven. 

“Katsuki do you know who Inko's new friend is?” The old Hag asked out of the blue and made Katsuki have flashbacks to last Friday. 

“What new friend?” Katsuki asked, almost growling at the thought of having Yagi set foot in his house.

“If I knew I wouldn't have been asking you, wouldn't I?” 

Katsuki let out a groan. “I have an idea who it might be but sure as hell hope it isn't him.” And then headed to the bathroom before his mother would ask any other questions, if Katsuki has to survive seeing the bastard any other day when he is cleaning the beach then his parents can survive half an evening with him. Half of the evening because that's how much time is Katsuki betting that Yagi will stay, his parents like Uncle Hisashi and hearing an inappropriate comment addressed towards Auntie Inko is all that is needed to poke the hornet's nest. 

Oboro was fucking panicking, he wasn't letting it be visible but the panic was still there. 

The man that rang the bell a few moments ago introduced himself as Toshinori Yagi. That wouldn't have been more odd than the man's appearance if it wasn't the fact that Oboro knew that was All Might's real name, a piece of information that was only obtained because Sensei had people stalking the man during his high school years. 

The man in front of him, which was more of a living corpse than the Good Doctor's experiments, was All Might and Oboro doesn't know if he should Warp himself to the other side of Japan or try to cut the bastard in two using one of his portals for what he did to Sensei. In the end he chose to imitiate Izuku and simply glared at the man. 

Oboro was both relieved and concerned that Izuku seemed to dislike Yagi. 

Relieved because fuck All Might. And concerned because Izuku would at least be neutral towards the Symbol of Peace, which it isn't the case. Izuku is acting like he wants to strangle the Hero but is refraining from it and Oboro has to get to the bottom of it if not for Izuku and Sensei, at least for his own sanity, because he isn't sure he could live without understanding the synergy that was happening between the two. 

The bell started ringing so Katsuki went to open the door. Who he saw was Izuku, Oboro, Himiko, Auntie, and… of fucking course Yagi had to crash the party.

“Good evening.” Katsuki said calmly while getting to the side so they could enter, considering that Yagi was the last to enter he was also tempted to slam the door shut in his face but he refrained from it so he wouldn't hear an earful from his parents and possibly Auntie. 

He'll have to tolerate him for now at least.

Mitsuki finally understands why Katsuki was so pissed off about Inko's new friend.

Yagi was a character, but in not the good kind of way. Every attempt to get to know the man makes him look even more suspicious. Why does he look like a living corpse? "It's a condition." What hobbies does he have? "None." Why did he decide to 'mentor' Izuku? "Because All Might said has potential." And so on. The only thing that is normal about him is the fact that he has a nine to five job like most people. 

Almost everyone with a kid interested in Heroics would be honored to have their kid so closely tied to the Symbol of Peace, at least it would be if it wasn't the fact Yagi was the creepy kind of friendly, always trying to smile, always trying to laugh, and always ending with him coughing into his handkerchief. 

Maybe what she is about to say might offend Izuku a little but Mitsuki needs to pull out the big guns for this guy. “So Yagi, you said that Izuku impressed All Might and why you decided to help him, right?” 

“That is right Mrs. Bakugo.” 

“Well then would you like to tell me your opinion on Izuku becoming the first Quirkless Hero?” That got the attention of everyone at the table and made the little color Yagi had on his face fade away.

Yagi turned a bit to look at everyone at the table, seven people eager to hear Yagi's response, seven pairs of eyes all trained on him and ready to see what comes out of his mouth, seven already formed opinions that will likely contradict Yagi's. 

“Uhm, I… I think it is too early to give a verdict.”

“Okay but I assume Izuku has made progress, based on that you should be able to make at least an educated guess.”

“I am sorry but I cannot say.”

“Oh and why would that be?” 

Then a phone was heard ringing. 

“Hello? Yes, it's me. Really? Now?” Auntie Inko said into the phone. “It seems that I'll have to leave early, there is an urgency at the hospital and they are understaffed.”

Katsuki was both salty and thankful that Auntie had to go. Salty because Yagi will use it as a reason to bail out and thankful because she won't hear from the guy that trains Izuku, if you could call looking over five teenagers moving trash training, telling that the only chance of him becoming a Hero is to 'miraculously' develop a Quirk.

And as if on fucking queue. “Oh is getting quite late, I should go as well.” Said Yagi trying to get up from his chair. 

Trying because Katsuki's old man put a hand on Yagi's shoulder and pushed him back down. “Calm down Yagi, it's barely past eight, I know that you must be tired from working but for sure you can stay at least an hour.” A smile grew on the old man's face. “Plus, you didn't really answer my wife's question have you?” Then Yagi must have realized that the smile on Masaru's face was anything but friendly. 

By the time Yagi realized how deep of a hole he dug himself into the only way of escape (Auntie Inko) was already gone. 

Katsuki had to physically restrain himself from not laughing at Yagi. You know how the saying goes "Dogs that bark don't bite." And for anyone that knows Masaru Bakugo they are well aware that he's a man of few words. Katsuki’s dad is indeed an old dog, and even if he hasn't learned new tricks recently, he still has a few dozen under his belt from his youth, after all, he's the one that taught Katsuki how to do his devastating Right Hook™.

“I don't really know how to answer that.” Yagi said almost like a pleading. 

And then Katsuki was hit with the most sadistic idea of the century. “Surely your answer cannot be much different than the one All Might gave to Izuku.” Katsuki said while looking at Yagi become even paler, sooner or later he'll become a ghost and the only problem with that is the fact Izuku might not get OFA.

“How did you meet All Might in the first place?” Himiko asked while looking at Izuku who was barely holding back a simile at Yagi's suffering just like Katsuki.

Katsuki continued speaking. “I'll give you the short story of what he told me, if we are going to wait for the nerd we'll finish at midnight.” He adjusted his chair. “Two weeks ago Izuku stumbled on All Might apprehending a Villain, All Might used one of his punches to blast the Villain in kingdom come and accidentally pushed Izuku a few feet and then on his ass because of the air pressure. After a few half-hearted sorrys, the Hero jumped away, the problem is that Izuku grabbed on his leg and now both of them were in the air. When they finally landed Izuku asked if he could be a Hero and All Might basically said he's more likely to get himself killed and to drop the dream for something realistic.”

“That's mean, but it doesn't sound that bad?” Himiko said hesitantly. 

“Oh yes, I've forgotten to mention that he left Izuku on the tallest fucking building that also didn't have any building railings, and also told Izuku to knock until someone let's him down. He basically put him in the best conditions to stomp on his dreams and possibly cause a suicide without even thinking about it, almost like he had done it hundreds of times.” And Katsuki leaked back, silently enjoying how everyone processed the information. 

Himiko and Katsuki's mom looked like they were out for blood; Oboro was slowly covering himself with black mist, from what Katsuki remembers is his way to calm himself down; and the old man looked like it was about to crush Yagi's shoulder. 

Oh and Yagi. It was very visible on his face that he hadn't taken into the account anything he had done as potentially dangerous. What a fucking moron, who would let a child on a tall building after trying to spit on the said child's dream? Fucking All Might it seems.

“I didn't…” Yagi said slightly turning towards Izuku but not daring to actually look at him. 

“What a horrible man.” Oboro abruptly said. “Imagine how many times he might have put a hero hopeful into a position such as that one.”

“I wanna stab him.” Himiko said and Yagi stiffened a bit. 

“You and me kiddo.” The Hag completed. “I think that this is enough for today. Mister Yagi, next time we see each other I want you to answer that question.” She finished and the old man's grip loosened and then let the skeletal man go. 

“The next time we see I promise that I'll have it. Now… Now I need to reflect on the latest information given and consult with All Might about it…” Yagi turned to Izuku, still not daring to look him in the eyes. “Young Midoriya, I'm sorry for what you were put through.”

“I think All Might should be the one apologizing for that instance.” Katsuki's old man said before Izuku had the chance to even open his mouth. “It seems that you were not aware of the event and its implications, we appreciate that you are helping the boys with the training so it will be easier to get at UA but such behavior isn't one that anyone would tolerate, especially from someone that is called by the people of Japan the Symbol of Peace.”

Yagi could only nod, he is very aware of his fuck up and possible previous ones. Katsuki is just hoping that Izuku was the first and only to receive the cold shoulder from its childhood Hero. “Thank you Mister Bakugo for having me tonight. I will see myself out, there's a lot to think about after tonight's discussions.”

And so Yagi left, leaving the six of them in an awkward silence. 

“Izuku, what the hell is up with that creep?” The Hag asked. 

“I think that's All Might's way of an 'I'm sorry'?” Izuku said and Katsuki was eager to hear the bullshit excuse the nerd is going to sprout into existence. 

“Sending a guy that looks and talks like a…” Mitsuki's eyes darted over all the teenagers in the room. “You get the idea. Yagi is too damn creepy to be let around grown-up adults, let alone kids. I was contemplating having Masaru throw him out the door and getting a restraining order just to be sure.” Yep, that's the vibes Yagi is giving, no matter how odd people look today, if you're acting friendly and don't stop from smiling you're going to attract some looks. Yagi might be subconsciously doing it because he's used to smile through the pain but that doesn't make it any less creepy without the context.

“Auntie, I promise that by the end of it will be worth it.”

The Hag stared at Izuku for a while before closing her eyes and putting her hand on her face. “You're too much like your father.” That got a chuckle from the old man and Oboro. 

“Um, Auntie, you're going to be more specific.” Izuku said, looking rather confused. 

“Always plotting behind closed doors, always keeping secrets that you only reveal when it's too late to change something. Hell, I and Masaru betted against Inko that your father was a high profile criminal.”

That… That would explain a shit load of things, Uncle Hisashi knows all the loopholes in the Hero System, being an ex-Mob Boss would give him the required experience to know both legal and illegal kinds of stuff that helps his Quirk Boosters Company. 

“Auntie, you cannot possibly claim that dad was a high profile criminal.”

“Izuku, sweetie, even if Hisashi might be paying taxes and stuff that doesn't mean that he might not have a dark backstory that we don't know about. Plus it's more of a joke than anything else.”

“I'll have you know that dad pays his taxes, Oboro can confirm.” Izuku pointed at Oboro while pouting a bit and the Warper nodded in confirmation. “Plus, dad is afraid of the IRS.”

The old man came and patted Izuku's hair. “Everyone is afraid of the IRS. Pay your taxes kids, otherwise the tax man will come for your liver.” That got another round of laughter from the adults. 

Tenko was knee deep into paperwork.

The Good Doctor ran out of materials for his project so Tenko now needs to obtain some dead bodies for him, who knew that you need over five hours of paperwork to make a few dozen bodies disappear from some morgues? The Good Doctor it seems, because he is the one who tricked Tenko into helping him.

He could have gone to dinner at the Bakugos and obliterated Katsuki at video-games after for years of not seeing the bomb boy but Nooo, he had to agree with helping the Doctor so now is stuck at the bar with two more hours worth of paperwork. 

There was a sudden drop of temperature so Tenko got up to look where Oboro usually creates his and there it was, the Warp Gate. 

Himiko appeared first and almost fell to meet the hardwood floor. “Gotcha.” Said Tenko while catching the young girl that was letting a yelp at her bad position.

“Thanks for catching me.” Himiko muttered. 

“Don't worry, you'll get used to it in seven or eight tries.”

“Izuku said four at most.”

“Do you really see yourself casually stepping through a Warp Gate in the next two tries?” Himiko shook her head as a response. 

Then Oboro appeared. “Huh, two saves in a row, you're rather lucky young Himi-” Himiko slapped Oboro with her handbag and Tenko started silently laughing. 'Good to know that Izuku had initiated her to the ritual, if you (almost) fall, smack the Warper.'

“Stop being a meanie.”

“Ow Ow Ow, sorry Himiko, next time I'll try to make it easier to step through.” Oboro pleaded and Himiko stopped and started showing her tongue. 

Tenko is extremely surprised how fast Himiko warmed up to Oboro. The Warper is known to be a lovable idiot outside work but Tenko doesn't remember being so chill around him as a child. Then yet again, his position wasn't the best so he isn't quite allowed to give his opinion. He is simply thankful that Himiko feels safe around them.

“Himiko, could you let me be alone with Tenko a bit, I need to talk to him in private.” Oboro asked and Himiko nodded before heading out. 

“So what happened?” 

“... It seems that I and Himiko weren't the only extra guests.”

“And who else was there? That friend of Inko-San that Izuku talked about?” 

“Yes… The said friend's name is also Toshinori Yagi.”

Tenko took a second or two to process the implications of the said comment. “Tell me everything.”

Chapter Text

This was getting too convoluted for Tenko’s liking. “So let me see if I get this straight, Izuku might be scamming All Might out of his Quirk and we can do nothing to help him or to stop him.”

“Unless you want to explain to him how we know All Might’s identity and every question that comes after that.” Oboro said right before drinking a shot of vodka. “Sensei always wanted to give Izuku a duplicate of his Quirk but didn’t because it would have raised even more attention considering that he was letting his criminal empire slowly die by the hands of All Might.” He took another shot. “I guess that in the end, it was the right choice, now that he is a candidate to be the ninth holder he must be aware of its bullshit story that doesn't hold any water.”

“I still don’t understand how over eight generations of people didn't have enough common sense to figure out that Sensei wanted for his brother to escape.” Tenko took the bottle and filled a shot glass for himself. “Oooh, I’m the Demon Lord, I am so evil that I forced a Quirk down my brother’s throat that makes him stronger by simply existing, almost a perfect counter for the condition that would have killed him until he reached his thirties.” Tenko said mockingly. “Morons, every single one of them.” Oboro snatched the bottle out of Tenko’s hand. “Hey!”

“No more drinking until you finish the paperwork, we both know that your Quirk misfires when you're drunk and it will take even more time to redo it if an accident happens.” Oboro scolded.

“Every Quirk misfires when the holder is drunk.” Tenko retorted. “When you’re drunk the whole building gets pitch black from the fog you create.” He took half a pile of papers and dropped them in front of the mist man. “And if we both work together it will all be done in a bit over an hour so put the bottle in its place and get to signing, wringing, whatever.”

Oboro let out a groan before switching the bottle from his hand with a pen by using portals. “Should we tell Sensei about the building incident?”

“Hell no, if we do All Might and his agency would get bombed by sunrise, and as satisfying it would be to see it crumble, the backlash from it would cause too much discord too early.” Tenko drank his vodka shot before continuing. “I’m not too keen about attacking UA when the new school year starts either, but that’s a necessary evil… Wait. We took into account that Izuku will fail the Heroics entrance exam and join later through the Sports Festival, if he cleans the beach fast enough he’ll have One For All figured out by then and enter normally.” That complicates things and they don’t have anything else planned.

“... How big are the chances of him playing dumb if he recognizes us or if he knows about it beforehand?”

Tenko let out a long-suffering sigh. “I guess we will have to tell Izuku about Sensei’s other business one way or another.”

“I think it will be best to tell him after he gets OFA.”

“Whatever, we’ll think of something tomorrow, tonight my brain is too overloaded by paperwork.”

And so the two started writing, neither aware of the blonde girl that was eavesdropping from the Bar's kitchen.

Saturday morning. 

Izuku has finally woken up without any muscle pain, after he did his morning routine he checked his phone and saw that he had one unread message.

[Yagi]

Young Midoriya, could you come to Takoba beach an hour earlier, it’s related to what was discussed last evening.

“Finally hit by reality Yagi? Or is it the fact that you’re used to punches to the gut and not to your fragile ego?” Izuku said to himself, it seems that today he was in the mood for a monologue.

[Midoriya]

Ok, I’ll be there.

[Yagi]

Thank you Young Midoriya, I hope I can make up for my lapse of judgment, see you there.

Izuku opened the Scrap Metal Enthusiasts chat.

Scrap Metal Enthusiasts

[Evil Bean]

Who’s in the mood to celebrate the first week of trash collecting with a mini party at my house?

Lol, this nickname fits me too well.

[Moron Emperor]

I’m in.

[Big Sis]

Same.

[4Fe]

It was supposed to make you rethink your ways, not embrace them.

But I’m in too.

[Evil Bean]

Bold to assume that I didn’t embrace evil beforehand.

[Big Sis]

Where’s Kacchan?

[Evil Bean]

His parents came home after a work trip, he must have turned off the notifications.

Oh and he’ll likely murder you because you called him that, I’m the only one with a Kaccan pass.

[Big Sis]

Oh, how mad could he be that I used his nickname?

[Moron Emperor]

He threatened everyone I know that if they use the nickname they would become an afterthought.

[4Fe]

Okay, that’s intimidating.

[Moron Emperor]

Oh, it’s nothing compared to when he says it, he’s so composed that it makes it feel like it’s an absolute truth, no way around it.

[Evil Bean]

Let’s get back on track, everyone to come earlier by an hour and a half.

I and Yagi will get there half an hour later compared to you and if you are quiet you'll learn something interesting.

:)

[Big Sis]

How you can make two points and a parenthesis so threatening is beyond my understanding.

Saturday Afternoon. 

If this is how Izuku is going to break the news to the rest of the group about Yagi's other identity then Katsuki will basically have free reign to shit on Yagi for the rest of his short and pathetic life, how dare he play with the emotions of a kid then let it on a tall building. He has a hole in his fucking side, he should know the values of life when he is slowly fading away.

“So why are we hiding behind garbage while Yagi's waiting for Izuku?” Tsubasa asked a bit too loudly for Katsuki's liking so he slapped his hand over Tsubasa's mouth. 

“Everyone shut the fuck up, Izuku wants to show us something about Yagi and it will all be for nothing if we pop out now.” Katsuki said more like a quiet hiss rather than spoken words. “Just sit still when it happens and then we show up like it was all a coincidence.”

“Bakubro, invading someone's secrets is not manly at all.” ShiTetsu said, probably believing he was the voice of reason or some shit. 

“You all wanted to know why Yagi's so fucking odd, were you not.” Katsuki asked and the silence that followed it was enough of an answer. “Well if we stay put we will all know what the deal is, we just need to play dumbfounded afterward, not that it would be hard.”

“Bakugo, you already know what's going on, don't you?” Kendo asked. 

“Yes I fucking do, but I need to see it with my own two eyes, now shut up and watch.”

And as if on cue, the nerd came from around the corner. 

Izuku stopped liking All Might since his dad's accident, he knew that the thing was a cover-up from the moment he and Tenko went to the hospital and met with Tsubasa's grandfather and told them that the situation was worse than they let it be seen and that Izuku's dad needed to be moved to intensive care. 

Izuku technically already knew about All Might's injury because Tsubasa's grandfather leaked to them the fact that All Might was also hospitalized but he was not aware of the degree of the injury until actually meeting the man in the oddest way possible. 

So here's he now, in front of the man that brought the most suffering to his family and came to apologize about only one aspect of it. Too bad for Yagi that Izuku already set the game against him.

“Oh, young Midoriya, I'm glad you could come on such short notice.” Yagi greeted. 

“Well, my schedule was already freed so I could come to clean the beach with the rest so there's not much of a problem.” Izuku clarified. “Anyway, I suggest we start before someone sees us.” He saw Kaccan pop up in the distance from his hiding place and made a gesture to follow towards the pile he just came from behind it, not even a second ago Tsubasa, ShiTetsu, and Kendo appeared and started following Kacchan. 

“Yes you’re quite right, it will be quite troublesome to explain it to a third party.” Yagi said, still not bothering to check around him to see the four teenagers behind him and slightly to his right, just enough to be out of his field of view. ‘You’d think that someone with over thirty years of experience in Heroics would have some actual situational awareness.’

“Yes, that would be indeed troublesome.” He agreed while looking straight out at Tsubasa who was silently laughing in the background.

“Well, I wanted to apologize for my short-sighted actions, I should have been more considerate with my answer that day.”

“Does that mean that the answer has changed or that you regret letting me alone on a building after stepping on my dream?” Izuku asked bluntly and Yagi suddenly got interested in the street’s pavement. “You could have at least taken me with you down the building compared to telling me to knock and wait for someone to open the door for me, a lot could have happened in the meantime.” Yagi's face spoke of true regret, maybe he has learned something today but considering the circumstances, it won't change much in the long run. 

Yagi left a long sigh before turning into All Might, Izuku has to zero in on the Hero so he won't start laughing at his friends' surprised faces. “Young Midoriya, even though I do not know if anyone could become a Hero without a Quirk, is still want to apologize for my grave mistakes and I want to tell you that my choice of making you my successor hasn't changed, you have the heart of a Hero and that's what is going to make you move forward no matter what.” All Might did a ninety-degree bow. 

“What in the world.” Kendo's voice was heard behind the Symbol of Peace.

All Might turn around to face four shell-shocked teenagers. “Shit. ” He muttered under his breath. “ OH, it is I, ALL MIGHT, and I came to check up on what Young Midoriya and Yagi have been up to.”

“We saw you transform, Moron.” Kacchan stated and All of All Might's composure went down the drain and got replaced by panic.

This is going to be fun. 

Itsuka cannot believe it, she now understands why Bakugo was so adamant to see for himself what was going on but this is still ridiculous. “You are Toshinori Yagi.”

All Might nodded.

“And your Quirk makes you all buffed?” Tsubasa asked from behind the group. 

“Not quite but it's easier to explain it that way.”

“What was all that about the nerd being your successor?” Bakugo asked, and Yagi seemed to not know how to answer. 

Izuku took a step towards the group. “Yagi, first of all, power down, second, I think it would be best for them to know by now rather than find out when we finish cleaning the beach, don't you agree?” 

All Might looked at Izuku for a moment before steam started appearing from him and deflating back into Yagi. “I guess you're right Young Midoriya, explaining that would also be problematic, better be done with it.” Yagi looked defeated, which honestly it's a common thing when going against Izuku. 

“So let's start when I've met the sludge Villain.”

[...]

Itsuka will murder Yagi before Izuku would have the chance. “YOU WANTED TO GIVE IZUKU A QUIRK WITHOUT TELLING HIM THAT WILL BLOW HIS LIMBS OFF, AND PAINT A TARGET ON HIS BACK!?”

Yagi at least had the decency to look embarrassed. “Unfortunately that was one of my short-sighted mistakes.”

“One of the few dozen done in the last two weeks it seems.” Tsubasa deadpanned. 

“Well, I wouldn't say quite a few dozens.” Yagi tried to defend himself. 

“The Building Incident.” Bakugo started. “The limbs blowing up, The high interest that criminals might have in a Quirk that is unusable to defend with it at first, the original version of the training, the original version of the diet, whatever the fuck you were doing Friday evening, the fact that you didn't come the first day we were cleaning the beach. These are the lesser ones, do you want me to continue? Because your reputation won't survive if I do.”

“That will be enough young Bakugo.” Yagi didn't even dare to look at Bakugo, not like he would have the right to do it when Bakugo likely has a portfolio of. Blackmail material on him. “Don't mind if I ask, but how did you know we were here?”

“We didn't.” Bakugo intersected before anyone else could speak. “We just met up and decided to go get some ice cream from a shop near the beach.” Itsuka really wishes she could lie as easily as Bakugo and Izuku, it makes you wonder how they learned how to do it. 

Yagi seems to have bought it. “Very well, unfortunately by looking at the time the explanation took rather much, I'm afraid that you'll have to enjoy yourselves after you clean the beach for today.”

And so the five of them started cleaning the beach and slowly realizing that every single one of them started staring at Yagi the same way Izuku did a few days ago, Yagi truly didn't deserve the admiration that is given by the public. 

Jin woke up around 5 pm, Shisha has the day off for today so he has to fill in for him and go with Spinner to transport the trash moved from the beach, and finally meet the miracle kids that are doing it. 

When they got there the pile was bigger than it was two days prior. “Okay what the actual hell?!” 

Spinner let out a snicker. “That's the power of Midoriya and his crew.”

“Is his quirk allowing him to boost other's Quirks or something?” 

“A very interesting idea for a quirk,” Jin heard a voice behind him and turned to see a kid with green hair, emerald eyes, and diamond-shaped freckles. “But I am actually Quirkless.”

Spinner's clawed hand was patting Jin on the back. “Speaking of the Devil, this is Izuku Midoriya, the mastermind behind our suffering for the next year.”

“Actually, we are going to clean the beach in around four months.” Midoriya stated while giving them the most innocent smile, a smile that is probably the one Shisha warned Jin to not trust. “It seems that your presence around here and the rumors that All Might is patrolling in the area scared any illegal dumpers, so what trash is on the beach right now is likely to be the last.”

Jin raised an eyebrow. “All Might is patrolling in a suburban area?” 

“At least that's what the rumors say, and the fact that All Might stopped that Sludge Villain two weeks prior only enforced it.” Izuku clarified while subtly hinting that he went around and started the rumors himself. “So all the trash sitting around is all that's going to be, we already cleaned around 6% of the beach in a week so it will only take a bit over four months to clean the place.”

Jin was left speechless by the kid's planning, he barely knew one or two people that would help him out if it may be but the kid somehow managed to assemble a team, start a rumor that scared off all the illegal dumpers and likely made all criminals in the area go in the hiding with his rumor. 

Shisha wasn't joking when he said that the kid has textbook smarts and street smarts, a dangerous combination by all means. 

After Izuku left another food package for the social workers, something that has become routine after hearing Spinner's stomach for the first time, he and his friends headed to his house for a movie night. 

When they got there Izuku saw his mom's shoes at the door entrance. “Mom, I'm home.” Silence.

Izuku entered the living room and saw her page through her wedding photo album, the odd thing was that she looked rather sad. Izuku caught his mom going through old photos of her when she was younger multiple times before, but every time had a melancholic smile on her face, the said smile was nowhere to be seen, her facial features could only be interpreted as… Contemplating something. 

Inko finally registered the other presence in the room. “Oh Izuku, I didn't hear you entering.” She closed the album without even looking at it. “You already finished for today with the beach? Time must have passed by while looking at some photos.”

“Yes, I've figured out that you must have been distracted by something.” Izuku looked behind him at his friend's. “Uhh, you read the note that I've left the morning, right?” 

“Oh, I've read that you said that some of your friends are coming by, I can't wait to meet them.” Izuku's mom said, likely trying to divert from the previous subject as fast as humanly possible. 

“Well, they are already here.” Izuku gestured to the group to enter. 

“Hi, Auntie.” “Hello, Momadoriya.” “Hello, Midobro's mom.” “Good evening Mrs. Midoriya.”

Inko blinked bemusedly. “I… I didn't expect Izuku to have so many friends…” That got a few confused glances from the group. 

“Mrs. Midoriya, I don't know Midobro is at home but he's a social butterfly at the gym.” ShiTetsu pumped his fist in the air. 

“When I lived in the area I still remember Izuku being the most talkative person I've met.” Tsubasa confirmed. 

“And during the Aikido classes he is also very popular, he even is one of the best students, seconded by me. Itsuka continued. 

“I'm going for your title one of these days.” Izuku challenged. 

“I like to see you try, green bean.” Itsuka teased but it didn't work because Izuku was already plotting how to become better and maybe sabotage Itsuka. 

Inko looked even more confused. “Okay… Good to know that Izuku is getting along with everyone… Just out of curiosity, you do know that Izuku is Quirkless, right?” 

That got a few concerned glances towards Izuku, Izuku knew that it wasn't because of his lack of a Quirk but because his mother would even consider that a factor to their friendship. Honestly, Izuku himself didn't know why his mom made such an inappropriate comment. 

“Would lack of a Quirk be a motive to not be friends with Izuku?” Itsuka asked and Inko seemed to have stiffened when her Quirkless comment got a different response than… Whatever she thought would get.

“Oh, Um, no- I just wanted to make sure you're all good friends with Izuku.” Inko tried to salvage the discussion in the worst way possible, Izuku's lack of Quirk is usually the second or third thing people learn about Izuku, the first two things being that he's a great tactician and that he is the embodiment of friendliness. 

“Auntie, I wanted to make something for the group but there's not much in the fridge.” Kacchan cut straight through the awkward discussion. 

“Oh, I'll go do some shopping then, you kids make yourselves comfortable.” Inko went to the table and got her keys.

“I can come and help you carry them, Momadoriya.” Tsubasa intercepted. 

“Oh, thank you…”

“Tsubasa, Itazura Tsubasa, I've known Izuku and Katsuki since we were four, I moved two years ago from the apartment next door because my dad got a job in another city.” And with that explanation the awkwardness was back, thankfully Inko nodded and left with Tsubasa trailing behind her and the awkwardness went with them. 

“What the fuck was that?” Kacchan said and Izuku didn't know how to answer. 

“Midobro, are you alright? That was… confusing, she looked like we were talking about someone else.”

“I don't know what that was either.” Izuku confirmed. “She's usually busy at work but every time we talk I tell her just about everything I do, it's almost like…” She believed I was making stuff up. Was left in the air and the rest seemed to pick up on it.

“Next time… Next time I should find another place to hang out.” Itsuka suggested and everyone nodded. 

“Let's think about that another time, now is movie time.” Izuku said while pulling out a box with Pre-Quirk Era movies.

In the end, they chose to look at Iron Man 1 because ShiTetsu saw the word 'Iron' and went with it. 

Ten minutes into the movie their group chat started being spammed by messages. 

Scrap Metal Enthusiasts

[Moron Emperor] 

Izuku does your mother not know about your damn notebooks?? 

I've been trying to make conversation with her about you and joked about still having nightmares about the notebook's contents and freaked out and started apologizing.

What the fuck. 

You carried that thing since you were five but it seems she didn't know that either. 

No offense Izuku, but I think I know you better than your mom, and I've been out of your life for the last two years.

At this point everyone saw the messages and started getting concerned, the notebooks were basically an extension of Izuku, and every thought related to any Quirk is written down in one of them. 

And Izuku wasn't shy of sharing his knowledge either, there are three rules related to his notebooks:

1. Announce that you're taking it for a bit. 
2. Don't damage them, you will be damaged back in retaliation if you do. 
3. Make sure bad people don't get to even glance inside it.

Izuku didn't know what to think about it, he thought that Yagi was his only problem but it seems that there are some that Izuku wasn't even aware existed for years. 

Izuku's mom still thinks that Izuku is fragile and needs protection, and today she was hit in the face with the reality of it all. 

Izuku isn't by any means fragile, or normal, he wants to change the world for the better and he'll make friends, allies, and enemies in the process.

He just hopes that his mom won't become a liability in the future.

Chapter Text

Saturday morning at the Mistery bar. 

Himiko didn't sleep well last night, she didn't mean to hear that the creepy skeletons dinner was actually All Might, and for sure she didn't want to hear how Oboro, Tomura, and Izuku's dad were plotting how to kill The Symbol of Peace. 

How would they even do that? Tenko and Oboro are smart, and Izuku's dad taught Izuku everything he knows from what Oboro said. Should she tell Izuku? He always tries to help her, even the day before he was telling her of possible ways of integrating blood into her diet. Himiko still cannot believe that people have tried to make artificial blood since 2008, which was sixteen years before the glowing baby.

But it seems that something being ancient isn’t enough to deter Izuku’s dad from investing and developing if it suits his or his company's needs. Would… would he get rid of Himiko for eavesdropping yesterday? He was so nice when he talked with her over the phone at the bar’s phone to find a way to be safe, Tenko said yesterday that mister Midoriya would bomb Might Tower if he would hear about the building incident… which, fair, she would do something similar if she would have his money. Izuku was so kind, she cannot imagine anyone else doing what he did for her, mainly because no one would actually help her.

A knock was heard from the door. “Himiko, breakfast will be ready in five, you better hurry otherwise Tenko will eat it all in one gulp.”

“You might have had a point if you were the one cooking Mist Man.” Tenko was heard in the distance. “For someone with a quirk that can put out fires in an instant, you have a long record of” 

“It seems that someone isn't getting their smoothie this breakfast.” Oboro bickered. 

“You revoke my beverage privileges and I will revoke your right to live.” Tenko rebuked. “Oh, and your food privileges will be out the window too.” 

Oboro let out a sigh. “Whatever, Himiko, are you awake or not?”

“I'm awake.” She answered, her stress gone yet again by the two older boys' antics. 

“Good, see you when you're ready.” Then Oboro's footsteps were heard getting further from the door.

She gets up from her bed and goes to her wardrobe -she didn't have a wardrobe at home-, picked up her clothes -red clothes, she wasn't allowed to have anything red because blood was red- and went to the kitchen. Oboro and Tenko are the kindest people seconded only by Izuku and Kacchan, there's no way they would let her stay there then drop her on the streets out of the blue, right? 

Tenko was tired. After finishing the paperwork for Good Doctor's materials he spent half of the night thinking of a plan to bring All Might on his knees. 

The Shock Absorption and Super Regeneration Nomu should be enough to bring All Might onto his knees and the USJ was the perfect place to attack the Symbol without being interrupted.

Tenko already had every single section of the facility memorized from his second year when Power Loader decided to make an excursion there to show his students, Tenko included, how one of their projects might become in the future. For how stupid the man was dressed (aka his Hero Costume) he actually made the whole thing sound inspiring. 

“Any luck finding a way to still run the plan without us being discovered by Izuku?” 'Boro entered the kitchen and started making the previously mentioned smoothies. 

“Except for giving him food poisoning with your cooking on that day, nothing else.” Tenko sneered. “Stop talking about it anyway, Himiko will enter any moment now, and hearing us plot a murder will worsen her mental health.” All that he needs is for Himiko to end up in the same bad place he was years ago, he learned about Sensei's business around the age of thirteen but he also had years of trust built up by then. 

“Very well, any news about the blood delivery for Himiko?” 

“It arrived at the Jaku General Hospital sometime around 3 am, it should be in the underground storage area by now.” Tenko explained while looking at 'Boro open a portal and enter it, around a minute later he came back pushing a mini-fridge. 

“The Doctor was there so all I had to do was sign up the paperwork.” 'Boro took a sticky note out of the top of the fridge and handed it to him. “He also left a note with you.” Tenko took the note and started reading it. 

"Dear Tenko, I want to thank you for the help with the paperwork from yesterday, the help is much appreciated. 

I also want to inform you of the conditions required to store the blood required for Toga's needs: 

• The blood must be stored at all times at temperatures between 2 and 6 degrees Celsius (it will spoil in six hours at room temperature) 
• The blood will expire in sixty days (twenty-six days for real blood, you might never need this piece of information but better save them sorry)
• Discard the blood bags into a bio-hazardous trash bin and bring them back to me, if you don't have one feel free to task Oboro with bringing one. ;) 
• If Toga feels like she can transform into something while drinking this blood, tell her to abstain from trying until she sees a proper Quirk analyst specialized in blood-related Quirks.

In addition to the last bullet point, as of writing this note no Quirk Counselor in Japan could help young Toga, Sensei might bring one from his business in Romania but is unlikely for the Counselor to learn Japanese in such short notice, perhaps Toga should learn English in the meantime for lessening the language barrier."

“Hey 'Boro, did you take a biohazardous trash bin while there?” Tenko asked while' 'Boro left the last drink on the table kitchen. 

“No. I should have?” 

“Yep, it says right here "Discard the blood bags into a biohazardous trash bin and bring them back to me" Black on yellowish paper.” Tenko explained.

'Boro looked at him suspiciously. “And there isn’t anything else in continuation?”

Tenko smirked. “And why would you think there would be something else?” He activated his Quirk through his uncovered index finger and made it decay the paper slowly right before crumbling it and throwing it into the trash bin, even if ‘Boro reaches inside, the paper will already be dust before managing to unfold it.

The Warper stared at Tenko for a solid twenty seconds before covering himself in mist and warping away that way, another ten seconds later Himiko showed up. “Morning.” She let out a yawn.

“Morning sleepyhead, at least I wasn't the only one having trouble sleeping.”

“You had trouble sleeping as well?” She asked while inspecting the drinks on the table and picking the pink one with a red straw.

“Yep, last evening we realized that one of our long-term plans will start with the wrong foot so I was thinking of ways to either avoid the problem or replace the plan entirely.” Tenko explained and Himiko looked like she was contemplating saying something. “Unfortunately I cannot tell you what it's about but don't worry, nothing that we will do would affect you in any way.” Tenko tried to assure her but didn't seem to have the intended effect.

“Where's Oboro?”

“Oh I've sent him on a side quest to get a trash can for your blood bags, he should arrive any moment now.” And as if summoned 'Boro appeared from thin air. 

“The Doctor was gone by the time I Warped back and he left a poorly drawn map of the lab to navigate for the damn bin.” He slapped the A4 paper and yep, Tenko cannot even make out what the shapes should be. “I swear he gets a sadistic enjoyment out of it.”

Himiko inspected the paper and tilted her head. “I don't get it.”

“Oh, Sensei told me the story once, before 'Boro was tasked to babysit five years old me, he worked under this doctor we are talking about. The problem is that the doctor works at the Jaku General Hospital and that place is huge and the mist man kept getting lost and getting little to no work done. So one day the doctor got sick of it and asked a random kid to draw, in crayon, a map of the hospital for 'Boro to get from point A to point B, and it seems that he got in the required place in record time.” The mist man's face was so done and Tenko enjoyed it so very much. “So ever since then the doctor either gives him coordinates or leaves these shitty maps.”

Himiko seems to realize what Tenko is getting at. “Oboro couldn't handle directions and this doctor got a child to explain it to him?!” 

'Boro left out a groan and Tenko started laughing loudly, shortly followed by Himiko's giggles. “Yep, and considering that he got the bin the trick is still working.” 

Himiko started squinting at the paper like it would help her understand the atrocity in front of her. “What even are these symbols?” 

'Boro took the seat next to Himiko. “Storage area one, hallway, small lab, primary lab, security cameras room, and main elevator.” He enumerated while gesturing to different zones of the paper. “Don't ask how I figured it out because it's a mystery even to me.”

Himiko let out a hum then finally took a sip out of her smoothie and seemed to freeze for a moment. “What is this made out of?” 

“The base ingredients for a smoothie plus strawberry, banana, and blood.” Oboro explained as he Warped into his arms the half-empty blood bag he used for the beverage. “If you look in that corner you'll see the fridge with your blood supply for the next two months.”

Himiko got up from her chair to inspect the fridge 'Boro was pointing at, when she opened the door Tenko had the perfect angle to see her jaw fall to the ground. “How much blood is this?!” 

“Thirty liters. I used 200ml for the smoothie, leaving you with 300ml for the rest of the day to use as you please to get to the half of the litter that you should get every day to get rid of it all.” 'Boro explained while a smile was forming on his face at Himiko's surprise.

“From whom it has come from?” 

“No one, the discussion with Izuku about artificial blood should have been a big enough giveaway that Sensei had already planned something.”

Himiko's eyes were getting watery. “So I have all of this blood for myself?” 

“For the following two months, yes. After you see a Quirk analyst and a Quirk counselor it will be decided how much blood is actually needed in your diet, this is kinda a new home gift and an 'I'm sorry' from Sensei.” Tenko explained. 

Himiko turned her head towards him, something between fear and concern in her eyes. “What is he sorry about?” 

And now Tenko is left in the position to give her the news. “Your Therapist has been charged with multiple things… And your parents are charged for being criminally abusive towards the minor they were taking care of, in other words, you.” He waited for Himiko to say something but all that he was met up with was silence. “Usually you would be put into the care of your closest relative but considering the circumstances, you can be assigned someone else as your legal Guardian.”

“...And who would that be?” 

Oboro got up and turned towards Himiko. “That would be me if you wish, I already have a history of taking care of individuals with troublesome Quirks and troublesome family problems. If you want I can become your legal Guardian and live here as a tenant instead of a guest, the Mistery bar and this house will become your home.”

Then Himiko started crying “I don’t understand.”

“Pardon?” ‘Boro said and got Tenko confused as well, he thought that they did well, that they were making her feel safe.

“I listened to you two talking last night.” She explained and Tenko’s blood started running cold. “Are you two Villains? I’ve heard you talking about Yagi being All Might and about attacking UA.”

Tenko was starting to panic internally, he had no idea how to fix this, thankfully ‘Boro started speaking. “We… we intend to do bad things in hope of helping people in the long run.”

“Will you force me to do bad things as well?” Himiko was scared of them and Tenko felt sick for betraying her trust.

“Of course not, we made a decision and we don’t intend to force you to do anything, all that we want is to help you.”

“But why?”

“Do you know why Izuku helped you?” ‘Boro asked back and Tenko was hoping from the depths of his soul that he has a point he wants to get at, Izuku will put them six feet under if they make Himiko afraid of everyone she got her trust. 

“I… I don’t know.” She blurted out, her emotions starting to overwhelm her. Tenko averted his gaze, he couldn't look at the painfully familiar scene.

“Because you need help and when he was the only one that was acting upon it, it became his responsibility, and now is ours too.” Boro explained while reaching for Himiko, she didn’t resist when he got her into a loose hug to calm her down. “Sensei found us in a bad place similar to yours and helped us, it would only be fair to show the same kindness to someone else, to someone like us.”

“But… But you’re Villains.” She said trying to make an argument through her sobs.

Thankfully the Hero and Villain debacle was Tenko’s strong point. “We didn’t decide to be called like that.” That got Himiko's attention. “Sensei tried to change things the legal way and didn't get anywhere with it, All Might might be the "Symbol of Peace" for the general population, but for us, he is the Symbol of Oppression and Violence. People need to learn that beating the shit out of their problems shouldn't be the first option but they will never learn this lesson while they have that brute smiling through the pain, lying to the world that a Hero will be there to save them.”

“And you're trying to solve violence through violence? How are you any better than them?” 

“We didn't say we are better, the problem is that in the Hero world violence is the only universal language.” Tenko took off one of his gloves and touched one of the forks with all five of his fingers. “My Quirk is Decay, it allows me to break the molecular bonds of everything I touch.” The fork turned into dust in an instant. “My Quirk took the lives of my sister, my mother, my grandparents, and the life of my abusive father.” Tenko pointed to the scar on his lower lip. “My father even left a 'gift' on my face when he tried to knock me out cold with a branch cutter, he is the only one I don't feel bad for being destroyed.”

Himiko tensed up. “Why are you telling me this?” 

“Because, after all of that happened, I left the house trying to get help. Hundreds of people must have passed by and one person bothered to talk to me "I'm sure a Hero or someone will come to help you." and sure enough, after three fucking DAYS, Sensei found me.” Tenko put his glove back on. “He brought me to his home where I met Inko Midoriya and Boro, Izuku wasn't even born yet. Sensei figured out my Quirk in an instant and sent Boro to fetch some gloves for me while he explained the situation to his wife.”

“Inko Midoriya didn't take well the potential surprise adoption when they were already having a child on their way and wanted Tenko far away from her.” Boro explained. “After an argument between them, one that I've made sure Tenko didn't hear, he ended up in my care,” Boro covered himself in mist and his yellow eyes appeared. “and my mist form finally had a practical use, you cannot destroy what you cannot touch.”

Himiko was looking straight up at Boro's misty face, probably mesmerized by the same color as her own. “Then how did Izuku's dad help you?” 

“He saved my life.” He answered, his voice still a few octaves lower as it usually is in this form but still as soft as it can be. “The Doctor that we were talking about earlier is helping Sensei as well and he was running some… Experiments at that time. He was trying to bring back the dead but to do that you need someone to die first.” Boro started caressing Himiko's hair, she didn't style it in her messy buns before coming to eat so the gesture wasn't discomforting anything. “Sensei and the doctor kept an eye out for any accidents that would leave a body relatively intact and it happened that a young hero hopeful got hit in the head by a falling building while being at an internship for some big-name Heroes.” Boro dissipated his mist. “My name was Oboro Shirakumo, a student from UA's class 1A, I was on an internship for the Hero Sweet Prince, an idiot that cared more about his image than teaching me and my friend that I was interning with about safety and other Hero stuff that would have helped us on the field and I paid with my life for it.”

“You really died?” Himiko's mouth gaping open, Tenko didn't believe at first either but the Nomu was enough proof. 

Boro nodded. “I've woken up with no memory of my previous life but regained it over time, and was told that my new purpose is to serve Sensei.”

“But you said they saved you, that sounds like a slave!?” Himiko said offended, the good doctor never knew how to phrase his stuff. 

“Tell me when you meet a slave with a salary, four free days a month, and paid vacation days.” Boro commented, his voice amused but still calm. “I was given a well-paid job and free reign to do whatever I wanted outside of it, I was more of a butler and a taxi than anything else.”

Himiko simply stared dumbfounded at Oboro and Tenko cannot blame her, who would even believe such a story if they wouldn't see it first hand? “You said that Mister Midoriya did bad things as well.”

“Oh yes, while I was acting as his means of transportation I've seen Sensei making arms deals in the morning and transported him to pretend to be Santa at some of the Orphanages he owns, the man is an enigma but he tries to make up for his sins.”

“I thought he owns a company in America, why does he own orphanages?” 

“He and his brother were orphaned as children because they were different and wanted to make sure no one would go through what he had to,” Tenko remembers that story, some bastard that was using the orphanage as a front for Meta-Human Trafficking, he can feel the itch starting again every time he thinks of that kind of monsters. “If they were ill-intended people Sensei and the Doctor would have had an endless supply of test subjects for their experiments.”

“But why do all that bad stuff if he tries to help everyone?”

“If you're big and scary enough you can make people back down, if you offer something bad then make the competition run away in fear, you can control what bad stuff is happening, keeping it at the minimum, it wasn't perfect plan but it worked well until All Might caught Sensei.” And they are getting to the nasty stuff, Tenko is partially thankful that was with Izuku that day, he would have puked if he would have seen the damage done with his own eyes. 

“Izuku's dad fought All Might?” 

Oboro's face turned grim, he didn't have the privilege Tenko had. “Yes, he lost his life that day and had to be brought to life by the same process used on me, the problem was that the process was intended for fixing minor brain damage and… there wasn't a brain or even a skull after that fight, all…” Boro swallowed uncomfortably. “All of it was splattered onto the floor, it was a bloodbath but All Might was the one leaving more intact.”

“What happened to him?” 

“You don't want to know, especially before eating.” Oboro gestured towards the table. “We promise that nothing bad is going to happen to you while living here, but if you want to know more you need to talk with Sensei.”

Himiko nodded, sat back down, then started sipping from her smoothie. “Could you make it cherry flavored tomorrow?” 

Boro gave Himiko a warm smile. “Why wait until tomorrow? There are enough ingredients to make a second one for breakfast.” 

Himiko started to nod fast, clearly bought by the idea of having more of the drink later during the day.

Tenko just hopes that Sensei would be able to convince her she is in a safe place now.

After Himiko finished eating she ended up staying with Tenko in his workshop. It seems that he had in mind to make something for her. “Are you going to tell me why am I here or are you just going to search through that drawer all day?” 

“Patience Himiko, if what I want to make is possible it will all be worth the wait.”

“If? Are you keeping me hostage for something that you don't know if it's possible?” Himiko pouted, she hasn't been in the workshop very often but she knows that the place is always one step from exploding and she doesn't want to be there when it happens. 

“Oh, I found it.” Tenko pulled a file out of a drawer and put it on the table. “Blueprints for Emitter Type Quirk Costumes" With this stuff, I can task the Doctor with making some materials that would let your goo pass through.”

And with that proposition, Himiko got really interested. “Wait really?!” She loomed over the file then started paging through it… only to be hit with a bunch of chemical equations that were too complex for Himiko to understand. She let out a groan. “Why is your stuff always so complicated?” 

Tenko laughed at her suffering. “Actually the Doctor's part is the complicated one, all I need to do is to choose what materials I want to use and make them into a functional costume.” He picked up the file and started to read through it. “Sensei is actually looking up for some online schooling for you so you can continue your studies without any potentially hostile factors affecting your health while recovering.”

“What do you mean by recovering?” Himiko knew she wasn't really fine mentally but Izuku said it was nothing that she would require her not being around people. “Izuku said that I would need some therapy to undo what the last therapist did but nothing else.”

Tenko took his eyes away from the file and started focusing on Himiko with a raised eyebrow. “He didn't?” He started at her for a second before changing the look on his face like he realized something, a moment later he closed the file and lightly hit himself with it on the forehead. “Actually, scratch that, of course, he didn't, it would have been too overwhelming to explain it to you at that time.”

“Too overwhelming? What's going on?” Why would Izuku hide that something was wrong with her?

Tenko lowered the file and looked at Himiko, the completive extension still on his face. “You… Are suffering from Quirk Shock.” He said like it would explain everything, maybe it would have if she knew what was that. “Izuku told us that you have feline-like mutations, you basically act like a cat from time to time.” Himiko gave a small nod, she still isn't over the fact that Izuku massaged her neck on the train and started purring. “Well those mutations act hand in hand with your Quirk, now that your Quirk isn't only in good health but thriving, those mutations might become a handicap. Izuku said that if you were to be put in an environment with a bunch of strangers and some of them might also be hostile, like stupid teenagers usually are, you will likely be overwhelmed and so something rash.”

Himiko stood in silence, now that she heard it out loud, she knew it was true, the first thing that she did in the alley was to attack them and the next morning she did the same thing. Izuku knew it before she did and kept quiet for her sake. “How can someone have no Quirk and give the impression he has a dozen.”

Tenko let out a snort. “I could say that he got it from Sensei but that wouldn't be quite right.”

“What's that supposed to mean?” Himiko asked but Tenko only smirked and winked at her like it would be some inside joke she is supposed to get.

Tenko’s phone started ringing, he went to look at it and read the message which he probably got just now. “Speaking of the Doctor, he is ready to do the check-up on your Quirk.” Tenko started writing a message and the moment he stopped one of Oboro’s portals appeared. “Hop in, it’s gonna be just the two of us.” Tenko entered and Himiko followed suit, maybe this time she won't be arriving in the perfect position to meet the floor.

Garaki Kyūdai, Alias Daruma Ujiko, and nicknamed by the people in the medical field 'The Good Doctor', was ecstatic to meet Himiko Toga, a girl that could potentially copy quirks by ingesting the donor’s DNA. Ten years ago Garaki was dumb enough to disregard Izuku Midoriya as someone unimportant but ever since he read one of the entries of his notebook he learned to trust the boy`s terrifying instinctual knowledge of Quirks.

A knock was heard at the door. “Doc, open up, it's me, Six.” Was heard from the door and Garaki got snapped out of his fantasy.

“Six? Weren’t you supposed to be in Hosu?” He asked while moving towards the door with an electric lock.

“I was fifteen minutes ago, the Hero Killer filled the plates of every police department that was investigating the Boss’ businesses and finally managed to clean every trail. I've decided to race with a bullet train on my way here so you could give me more stuff to do.” The door opened and Six handed the Doctor a paper bag. “I’ve also got you lunch from the city.”

The Doctor opened the bag and inside he saw an udon bowl sealed on top with a plastic foil. “It won’t stop to surprise me that you of all people make sure I eat properly.”

Six changed his appearance to look inconspicuous. “Oh, are you saying that you’re surprised I care about you?” Then he converted back into his normal one and made his scar visible once again. “Or are you saying it because you created me so I don’t need any type of sustenance?” And his creepy grin grew on his face. “Come on Doc, don’t let me hang.”

“Both actually. Even though I’m your creator you never seem to give me the level one would expect, and I tend to forget about eating myself, I imagined someone who doesn’t need to eat would forget about the concept entirely, let alone make sure someone else did.”

“Yeah, yeah, something to do please.” Six said it would be no big thing to assign him for a new project.

Six was the only living subject from the Homunculus Project, an attempt to replace the Nomus with lab-grown beings able to handle multiple Quirks. He was the only one who had developed a sense of self-preservation, the rest died by their own actions.

The problem is that he goes too fast for any ongoing project and his touch isn’t a delicate one either. “Sorry number 6, but all the ongoing projects I have don’t require you by any means.”

“Then has the Boss anything for me?”

“Nothing on his side either, Tomura Shigaraki might need your assistance in the future but for now all I can task you are to continue the previous one.”

Six groaned. “Fine, I'll see if there is something I've missed and see where Queen Bee is now.” And so he blinked out of existence, probably now running back to Hosu with almost 200 Kilometers an hour. 

Garaki sighed and went back to the monitors to text Tenko Shimura, they have waited long enough for a medical check-up for the young lady. 

Chapter Text

(Saturday, in front of Jaku General Hospital)

When Himiko got out of the Warp Gate she actually stepped right and didn't even lose her balance. She looked for a few more seconds at the portal before turning to Tenko who was looking bemused at her. 

“Damn, I guess Izuku was right, after all, the fifth time was the lucky one.” He commented before pulling out his phone and sending a message, the portal closed soon after. “But I guess I shouldn't really question him, he has more knowledge about Warp Gate than Sensei himself.”

“Is Izuku's dad into Quirks as much as Izuku himself?” 

“Mm. I guess they are equals when it comes to their fascination towards them, but Sensei has centuries of experience over Izuku.” Tenko answered while letting an amused huff. “Let's go and see the Doctor, he must be already drooling over looking at your Quirk in action.” And so Tenko started walking towards the entrance, leaving Himiko confused while following him. 

[...] 

Himiko fully understands why Oboro would have a hard time navigating this place, it took a whole five minutes to get from the entrance to the doctor's office in the furthest area of the hospital. “Oboro has all the right to get lost around here, this place is a labyrinth.”

“Yeah, the place is hard to navigate but that won't stop making fun of him being fluent in crayon-drawn maps.” Tenko said before knocking at the door. “Doc, it's me Tenko.”

A click was heard and the door opened by itself. “Oh, you finally arrived, come in come in.” Was heard from inside the office. Tenko stepped in and Himiko followed. Inside the office was an old man with a bushy mustache and comically large glasses. “Good to see you Tenko, nice meeting you Miss Himiko, I've heard quite some fascinating things about you.” The man started smiling but something was unnerving about it. 

“Um, thanks?”

Tenko took a step in front of her. “Doc, no extensive testing today, Izuku's and Sensei's orders.”

The doctor's smile dropped and was replaced by a disappointing look. “Oh, what a shame I even brought some blood bags from individuals with prehensile appendages to see if she can control them.” He gestured towards a fridge in the corner of the room. “But I guess it can't be helped. Please take a seat and let's cover the paperwork so we can review your paperwork.” As Himiko and Tenko took the seats on the other side of the desk the doctor pulled a file out of a drawer.

QUIRK NAME: Transform

QUIRK DESCRIPTION

USER: Himiko Toga

QUIRK TYPE: Transformation

QUIRK RANGE: Target-based

“Well, that's the first discrepancy.” The doctor commented idly and got Himiko confused yet again. 

“Um, sir, you just looked at the cover, what is wrong here?”

“Well, firstly the name is stupid,” Himiko had flashbacks to Izuku's chat about her Quirk. “And from what I've been told the Quirk creates some goo that is shaped into the person you 'transform' or for better terms, Mimic or Imitate. Now let me ask you something young lady, have you even imitated someone smaller than you?” 

Himiko didn't remember drinking someone's blood that was smaller than her. “I don't think I have.”

The doctor's smile appeared again on his face. “Well we could try it now, I have some blood of a young lady with a spider Quirk that gives her four spider legs on her back, and she is 148 cm tall which is obviously shorter than your 157 cm.” The doctor got up and speed-walked towards the fridge while giving Tenko a smug look. “Here young lady, take a sip.”

Himiko took the bag and did as instructed, if it was something bad with the blood Tenko would have said or done something beyond glaring at the door, right? After she took a gulp she felt the transformation available… “It feels different.”

“Oh, how so? Do you feel you cannot transform? Maybe I should have asked before but have you drunk the blood of someone with a Mutant Quirk?” The doctor didn't even bother to hide his eagerness while Tenko grumbled something under his breath. 

“No and No… Should I activate it?” The doctor comically nodded and Himiko started changing from… Except she didn't, she felt the goo appear but only one her back, changing and twisting while trying to find a way around her clothes, she felt two… Something coming out from behind her neck and two other things come back from under her shirt at an angle so they won't bump into the seat. After the transformation was complete the four things she now realizes are giant spider legs started curling like spider legs do after the spider is dead. 

“Fascinating.” The doctor said while looking in awe. “Can you move them?” 

Himiko tried for a minute or two and nothing happened. “Nope.”

"What a shame, well at least now you understand why your Quirk isn't really a Transformation Type, you yourself don't transform at all, instead you create this goo and that is the one transforming.”

Himiko gave a small nod. This aligned with what Izuku said but seeing or feeling it in action are two different things. “But why are the legs possible and not the rest?”

“Izuku Midoriya theorized that you can copy Quirks but you cannot activate them yet because the trigger is deep inside your mind, at a later date when you're feeling better you could try to reach for them and turn them on.”

“I think it's been enough for the testing, doctor.” Tenko cut in. “This is already beyond what was discussed.”

“Oh Tenko don't be so dramatic, I needed her to transform into something so I could collect some goo samples anyway, this was just a means to get a win on both fields.”

“Then can I turn off my Quirk? The legs are starting to creep me out.” Himiko said, eyeing the spider legs that are too hairy for her liking. “It also starts to itch because of the weird spider hair.”

“One moment please.” The doctor said before moving and taking a canister from one of the shelves inside the office, after that he got next to her and put the canister close to one of the upper legs. “You can turn it off, the sample that I'll get now should be more than enough for the check-up and to research for the materials needed for the materials Tenko tasked me with looking for.” Himiko turned off the transformation and the goo started falling to the floor, the canister filled to the brim but the doctor also got splattered with it. The doctor let out a sigh. “I guess I bit more than I can chew. I'll go put the canister away, clean myself, then we should take a blood sample from you and we will be good to return to the normal medical checkup and the boring paperwork.”

The doctor left the office through a side door and Tenko and Himiko were left laughing at the goo-filled doctor until it inevitably came back. 

After the appointment was finished Tenko and Himiko left the hospital and met with Oboro where the Warp Gate was opened when they arrived. “Hello Himiko, how was your appointment?”

“It was alright I guess, I haven't been to one in a long time and I've never been to a Quirk Doctor before.”

“Never?” Tenko asked, how shitty are her parents that they never even checked what's 'wrong' with their kid? 

“Never.” She confirmed.

“Well, considering that your Quirk requires so high maintenance you’ll actually be having periodical counseling sessions until we figure out everything that you need.” Oboro explained as he opened a Warp Gate. “Sensei actually wants to talk to you this evening, he wants to explain part of his history and decide how you’ll continue your studies.”

“Okay.” She nodded as she entered through the portal.

Tenko shared a glance with Oboro before entering as well, there was a silent understanding that Himiko will physically meet Sensei.

Himiko was getting tense, she just finished eating dinner and the time Midoriya-san is usually calling is getting close. “What is he going to talk with me to be exact?”

“We do not know, Himiko.” Oboro answered as he was cleaning the plates. “Whatever is he going to say is going to be in your interest.”

The screen on the bar turned on and it displayed the words ‘Audio Only’. “Hello?”

“Good evening Sensei, young Himiko is here just as you requested.” Oboro greeted.

“Yes, unfortunately I want to see each other face to face.”

Oboro looked distressed and Himiko started panicking a bit. “Is it really necessary?” Oboro asked.

“Yes Oboro, it is necessary, now take care of young Himiko before she starts hyperventilating because of your exaggerated reaction.” Himiko didn’t realize how bad it was before Izkuku’s dad mentioned it. “Young Himiko, breathe in, breathe out.” She followed the adult’s advice. “Good, what I want you to know is that I’m now in Japan and I’ll get you to me to discuss a few things, you are going to be safe no matter how bad the place I’m now in is looking or how my face is. We are simply going to talk and that’s all of it.”

“Okay.”

“Very well, the Quirk that is going to be used to bring you to me is going to create a black liquid in your mouth that will engulf you, the moment you are going to be warped to me I want you to brace yourself before looking at me,  my appearance is rather… appalling.”

Himiko took a deep breath. “Okay, I’m ready.” And so she felt the said liquid coming out of her mouth and covering her, it smelled awful and it was pitch black. She didn’t even realize when she stopped seeing the liquid in front of her eyes and instead a dimly lit warehouse.

“Welcome young Himiko, this is my base of operation for everything that I’ve illegally been doing in Japan in the last five years.” Midoriya-san's voice was heard right next to her, she almost looked right at him before remembering the appearance comment.

“Is it really that bad?”

“No. It’s worse.” His voice was sounding weird, like he has been smoking a pack of cigarettes a day… but that wouldn’t align with what Izuku said on the train about Fire Breath, fire types Quirk are immune to any kind of smoke, at worse they would asphyxiate rather than anything else.

Himiko closed her eyes before turning her head towards Midoriya-san, she can do this, and she likes bruised things, right? She can look at the man who sounded like it was dying. She took another deep breath and opened her eyes and-

-And she wasn’t ready for what she saw.

The man’s face was basically non-existent. Everything from above his lips was scarred tissue, there was a small bump where his nose was supposed to be and some sunken skin where his eye sockets presumably are. No nose, no eyes, no ears, no hair, only one big scar. “How are you even alive?”

“Honestly I'm not sure but if I were to guess it’s a combination between determination, spite, and a really odd healing Quirk.” Himiko could only stare while Midoriya-san was trying to give a reassuring smile, too bad that it had no effect when his face was only lips- OH GOD she now saw the tubes. One from each cheek and one from the base of his throat, no surprise his voice sounded so janky even in person, he probably cannot live without them. “Though this probably would answer some questions, you can imagine that I cannot even go outside let alone see my family.”

“You’ve been here for six years??” Himiko looked around her, mainly to take her eyes off the man’s face, and the place was empty aside from some screens, the devices which allowed the man to breathe, and something that was glowing in a side room.

“I would suggest you do not leave this room, there are things in here that look just as bad as me for different reasons.” That was enough to deter Himiko from any investigations. “But to answer your question, I've only been here for three years, the rest I've been to America to stabilize my business after my sudden disappearance because of my injury.”  Midoriya-san leaned back and the shadows covered him. “An injury done by All Might.”

All of the things Oboro, Tenko, and Izuku came back to her. All Might is the man that was smiling to the public while beating Villains like it was nothing, the man that was lying to the public and smiling through pain like a mad man. Himiko might not know how All Might looks for the ones he captures but she doesn’t want to know, not when the only one known to escape him is barely living right in front of her. “How are you even… everything.”

Midoriya-san let out a choked chuckle „Let’s just say that my Quirk let me do many things, not only breathe fire.” The man’s smile dropped, maybe he was sad but it was impossible to figure out without the rest of the face. “It’s not like I could use that with this in my throat.” He tapped on the tube coming out of the base of his neck. “So let me ask you young Himiko, should I get my revenge on All Might for taking almost everything from me or rotten here for the rest of my painful life?”

Himiko was left in silence. What could she even answer to that? Midoriya-san already said that she was here to just talk, the man wanted a second opinion even though he might not take it. To lose your life’s work, your sight and the rest of the senses beyond touch, and be only a voice over the phone for the people you care about. “I… I don’t blame you.”

“Thank you young Himiko.” His voice sounded genuine. “Now if you excuse me I want you to come closer, the main aspect of my Quirk is to sense other’s Quirks by touch.” She got closer and started kne- “No kneeling!!” Midoriya-san said, aggravated, startling Himiko. “I’m sorry Himiko, but that gesture is still leaving a bad taste in my mouth… My Quirk is pretty strong and… and I’ve let it go to my head when I was younger.” Himiko stood silent and took another step forward, hopefully Midoriya-san won’t need to move much for whatever he intended doing. He lifted his arm and a red light came out of its palm while red electricity bounced around it, then when it made contact the electricity started bouncing on Himiko as well from the top of her head down on her legs. “You can inspect the Bio-electricity, a distraction from the process might ease it on my side.” she looked at her palms who had the electricity bounce like she saw on Midoriya-san’s, she was feeling a bit fuzzy but she guesses it’s normal, right? “I think we are done.” He took off his hand and the electricity disappeared. “Thank you for talking to me in person Himiko. I’ve already arranged for you to sign up at an online school and Oboro or I could tutor you unless...”

“Unless what?”

“... Izuku and most of his friends aim for getting into UA, if you manage to accommodate being around them you could get used to being around a large group of people once again and go to UA as well.” Midoriya-san explained.

“You really think its okay? What happens if Izuku’s friends don’t want me around?”

“How about you try it first and not wonder about what ifs? Izuku cares about you, there’s no way he’ll let you to the side.”

“... Okay.” Himiko answered feeling more confident. “But how am I going to enter at UA? It’s really hard to enter and I have not studied anything in a year.”

“That’s why we talked about tutoring earlier didn’t we?”

“Oh yeah.” She smiled at Midoriya-san who was now covered in shadow. “Thank you Midoriya-san, I… I promise I won’t tell Izuku.”

Midoriya-san nodded. “Thank you young Himiko, not that it will be a problem for long, he will either find out by himself or end up being told by me, I... just need to find the right moment. Normally I would say that I hope we’ll see each other again but considering my appearance I hope for the opposite. Speak soon, young Himiko.”

The black liquid came out of her mouth once again and she appeared in the bar the next moment. “I guess it went well?” Oboro greeted.

“Yeah… It went well.”

Number Six, under the alias Rokuro Nomura, was losing his shit.

He went searching for any loose ends he might have missed and found maybe one or two things that might have been connected to the Boss if you squint hard enough and make a HUGE leap of logic.

So now he was looking after Queen Bee who was captured again some time ago but there was no paper trail that might send Six on the path to her location. She’s not in police custody (he checked five times by now), she’s not in some research facility (checked three times), nor stored in any prison (the paper trails for sentenced criminals are always easy to track, no need to double check). This leaves him with one option.

The Hero Commission snatched her from wherever she was and moved her to a private facility for whatever experiments they were planning.

The Hero Commission might not know how to reverse engineer Queen Bee but a brainwashed version of her will be bad news. Number one puppet of HPSC, aka. Hawks, is already almost as fast as Six and is even better at maneuvering because he has access to the skies. Having in addition Queen Bee with a host half as decent as Hawks will be enough to corner Six and capture him. He must tell Boss about it.

Suddenly Six’s phone started ringing, and guess what, it was the Boss. “Six, I have a new mission for you.”

“Glad to hear it Boss but I think I have some bad news about Queen Bee first.”

“... Go on.”

“I cannot find her even if my life depended on it, the Commission must have snatched her.”

His Boss let out a hiss or maybe a sigh, the respirator was really messing around with his Boss’ breathing. “Thank you Six, I’ll look into it but I need you to clear one of my associates out of their past.”

“So you want to pass the blame on someone else huh? Need their name, type of crimes, and someone to serve as the target.”

“Right on point, that’s why I like you Six.” Six will not acknowledge that was smiling at the given respect from his Boss. “Her name is Himiko Toga, she let people bleed until they passed out, and I want all the blame to be placed on Stain.”

“She let Heroes bleed or are we going to rub some mud on the Hero Killer’s reputation?”

“The latter, I’ve used my memory tampering Quirk on her so she doesn’t remember doing it, she… she has a Quirk that gives her cravings for blood.”

“So she was doing it for survival, hope she gets well. I’m gonna need that memory tampering Quirk just in case it's fresh in anyone’s memory.”

“Then I’ll see you in a minute.”

“Make it eight, Hosu’s kinda far.”

Boss let out a chuckle. “Very Well.” He closed the call.

‘Himiko Toga, by the end of the month I’ll make you a role citizen in the police eyes.’ Six thought to himself while starting to run again.

Izuku was preparing to watch a movie with his friends when he got a call from Himichan. “Uhm, Hello Izuku?”

“Hey Himichan, is everything okay?”

“Yeah, I’ve just talked with your dad and… and I was wondering if I can hang out with you and your friends.”

“Sure, actually I’m with them right now at my house, if you want you can tell Oboro to bring you here.”

“Now?? I, Uhm, Okay? I’ll be there in a minute.”

And as promised a portal appeared in the kitchen area and Himichan came out of it.

“Look who learned to use the portals without falling.” Kacchan commented from the couch and Himichan stuck out her tongue at him. “Come on, we need you to meet the rest.”

“Hello, I’m Itsuka Kendo.”

“Sup, I’m TetsuTetsu but people call me ShiTetsu.”

“I’m Himiko Toga, sorry for crashing the party.”

“Don’t sweat it, cat eyes, we are actually waiting for Auntie Inko and another friend of ours, just sit down and stuff yourself with popcorn.” Kacchan handed Himichan a bowl of popcorn and started browsing through the movies. “We can’t watch Horror because the dumbass of Tsubasa will turn on his Quirk out of fear and float everything in front of him. Any suggestions?”

“Maybe a comedy?” Himichan asked.

“I’m good with it, anyone against?” There was no opposing comment. “Comedy it is.” Izuku stated.

Chapter Text

Katsuki has known Izuku as far as he can remember, he wanted to become the best and the nerd wanted to help people, which was the whole thing since they were kids.

Or at least that's what he thought until the dinner at their house.

Izuku changed beyond precedent over the years both because he was getting older and because of Uncle’s lessons. Izuku changed from facing the problem head-on, to completely making sure the problem never happens in the first place or has no chance of becoming a problem ever again.

Katsuki still remembers that discussion if you could call it that at the nerd’s tenth birthday when he basically declared he is going to change society.

“Kacchan, could you come with me for a bit?” Izuku asked while gesturing to the hallway and presumably his room.

“Tks, whatever.” Izuku started walking and Katsuki followed suit.

They went to his room where Izuku opened his computer and opened a document. A PowerPoint document. ‘God damnit, the nerd got infected with Uncle’s presentations.’

“I want to show you something.” Izuku gestured towards the screen that had written in bold on its first page of the document ‘Crime rates and Quirk Discrimination’.

“Nerd, we are ten, what the fuck?”

“Then you should be acting like you are ten instead of swearing like a sailor with fifty years of experience.” Izuku replied mockingly. “It’s mostly just numbers and percentiles anyway, it’s not hard to understand.”

“Just get on with it before… before I slap-xplode you.”

“Slap-xplode?” Katsuki let out an explosion to clear his palm of sweat and lightly slapped Izuku on the arm, the slap was weak and the nitroglycerin so little was basically nonexistent but still managed to sting Izuku a bit, making him let out a small ‘ouch’. “Okay okay, I’ll start.”

Izuku started but Katsuki was not liking what he was hearing, not because he didn’t understand but because he did and didn’t like it at all. 31% of the people with partial mutations were experiencing discrimination and had a hiring rate of 76%. 57% of people with full-body mutations were experiencing discrimination and had a hiring rate of 43%. 60% of people with full-body mutations and a Mutant Type Quirk were experiencing discrimination and had a hiring rate of 30%. And the oddest of all, 90% of Quirkless people experience discrimination and have a hiring rate of 12%. And that was the introduction to each paragraph, every single one had a very explicit description of types of discrimination.

“Izu, what’s this supposed to mean?” Katsuki knew but really didn’t want to think about it.

“‘The world is filled with bigots and people with appalling Quirks are treated less than humans.’” Izuku quoted Uncle. “This is the first time I hate the fact dad is right.”

“What about the Quirkless? Why is it so bad for them? Sure, you are called out names from time to time but nothing like is written here.”

“How many times did teachers say that I likely have an intelligence Quirk because those are hard to discover? We both know that I’ve been checked for every type of Quirk.”

“Crap, so you are the exception.” Izuku nodded. “What’s up with the education for Quirkless people? ‘30% of Quirkless people achieve high school level studies, the rest of 70% stop after middle school’.”

“The good schools are the ones that are Hero schools. You remember dad’s story of how Hero schools appeared, right?”

“The military schools hid in plain sight?”

“Yep, that’s the one. When the Hero system was introduced Quirked people were forced to enter them so they would learn how to control their Quirks, and for the stronger ones, to become ‘Heroes’. From almost a century ago, when the Quirked people became the majority and it was reflected in the quality of education, the opposite happened for normal schools.”

“So if you want to get into a good High School you need to do what?”

Izuku stood silent for a moment. “I have three options, get in a good one with a recommendation, go to a private one, or I get into UA who just this year announced he opened the school for the Quirkless.”

“Wait, so you couldn’t enter before?”

“Nope, I needed to fill a section for my nonexistent Quirk.”

There was a deafening silence in the room before Izuku spoke again.

“Wanna help me destroy the government from the inside?”

Past Katsuki didn’t realize that laughing and accepting Izuku’s ‘mission’ at that time would spiral into him basically becoming a Vigilante while honing his skills. Present Katsuki doesn’t even care about being ‘Number One’ at this point, after them doing the job of Heroes and the police from the area they quickly realized that the said Hero rating is for morons who care about their useless public image. The bare minimum for becoming a true Hero is some problem-solving skills, training, and making sure the people you save are feeling safe around you.

But speaking of the Vigilante stuff. Katsuki was looking at Himiko who was deep asleep and wrapped around an equally asleep Izuku.

“She has a crush on him, doesn’t she?” Kendo asked in a whisper so the two asleep won’t wake up.

Katsuki let out a sigh. “Painfully obvious. For someone that can psychologically analyze anyone under an hour, the nerd is really fucking dense on how people perceive him.”

“So it’s a double-edged sword.” ShiTetsu added.

“Something along those lines.” Katsuki confirmed.

“So what do we do now?” Kendo checked her phone. “It’s getting kind of late.”

“We pack the crap that we pulled out for entertainment and I can call a friend with a Warping Quirk to get you close to your homes.”

ShiTetsu frowned a bit. “Isn’t it kind of illegal?”

“It’s not illegal if the cops don’t know about it.” Katsuki answered while scanning the room for the box that was for the movie CDs, only to be met with Auntie Inko. “Auntie, I thought you went to sleep an hour ago.”

Auntie suddenly realized that she isn’t actually invisible. “Oh, Uhm, you see I… couldn’t sleep and came to check up on you and maybe call in a Taxi.” Auntie’s eyes lingered over Izuku and Himiko. “I’ve also heard the previous comment...”

Kendo and ShiTetsu started snickering behind Katsuki. “Yeah, I say to let them here, I’ll call Oboro and tell him Himiko is sleeping here tonight and that she is using Izuku as a pillow.” Katsuki was hit with an idea and pulled out his phone to take a picture of the two. “Uncle would like to see this.”

/=/=/=/

[Katsuki]

Hey uncle, look at this.

NerdPillow.png

[Uncle Hisashi]

LOL

Thank you Katsuki, I’m going to send it to Oboro so he could make physical copies.

They will not escape it.

:)

/=/=/=/

“So you two want the Taxi or the instant teleportation?”

“Teleportation sounds so manly.” “I would like to get home the fastest way possible.”

“So give me your addresses.” And so they did.

/=/=/=/

[Katsuki]

Hey, Himiko fell asleep on the nerd, you're gonna get pictures of them from uncle.

Now I need two Warp Gates at these locations.

/Location 1 that I’m too lazy to make up/

/Location 2 that I’m too lazy to make up/

[Oboro]

It will be done in a moment.

/=/=/=/

Two portals opened in the kitchen area, startling Auntie a bit, and Katsruki dragged the two in front of their respective portals. “Try not to trip, they can be disorienting if I remember correctly.” The two said their goodbyes before stepping through their portals, leaving Katsuki and Inko the only ones there. 

“So where is Tsubasa-Kun?” 

“He left some time ago, he had something to do from what he told me.”

“Okay… So Izuku gets along with everyone…” Auntie said while glancing at the two on the couch.

“Yeah.”

“So how long do Izuku and Toga-chan know each other?”

Katsuki isn’t going to tell that they met her last week behind a dumpster even if his life depended on it. “... A few weeks.”

“Does she go to Aldera?”

“Nah, she actually finished middle school and had to take a year break due to health problems.” Half-truths always do the trick.

“What kind of health problems?”

“I am not going to say and I suggest you don’t ask, it’s a sore spot for her.” He said firmly if Auntie buts in Himiko would have more problems socializing, especially with adults.

“Is it why she is staying with Oboro and Tenko?” Katsuki nodded and Auntie did the same. “Then I’ll try to let them be.”

Katsuki left it at that, he packed the movies and put them at their place before leaving himself, he just hopes Auntie would let the two alone.

When Izuku woke up he felt something over him, when he looked at what it was and he realized that it was Himichan who was wrapped tightly around him.

‘No way out of this before she wakes up.’ He thought to himself while looking around for his phone, Kacchan must have stopped the alarm so Himiko wouldn’t be woken up by it.

The phone was indeed in proximity, right on the coffee table next to the couch, unfortunately it was just an inch too far for Izuku to stretch out and grab it without disrupting Himichan.

Izuku retracted his arm from the phone and started caressing Himichan’s untied hair, it seems that the gesture managed to lessen some of her grip on Izuku but not enough to actually let go. It was... nice having someone close to you like this.

Izuku remembers when he was a kid and he had sleepovers at Kacchan or the other way around. His childhood friend was indeed a hugger but the bear hug type, Izuku would wake up with Kacchan hugging him by the waist and Izuku promptly shoving his friend in the face to get away, Kacchan was, is, and will be a bomb threat while sleeping, especially during summer .

But… this was different...

Izuku started thinking about what he knew about Himiko in hopes of figuring out what’s bugging him.

Her possible… illegal activities was the first thing he came in his mind, Izuku knows about his lookalike who got stabbed by the girl when she finally snapped, he also knows of the three assaults that might be linked to her but there was no concrete evidence. Not that it mattered anyway, Izuku’s dad and his associates managed to drop all the fault on the parents and the so called therapist like it was meant to be, the three of them were negligent towards Himichan and are responsible for what she has become or at least what she would have become if Izuku wasn’t attracted to trouble as much as trouble was finding its way in his life...

The odd feeling was still there so Izuku started thinking about the entry in his notebook about Himiko.

Himiko Toga

Birthday: August 7

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Height: 157cm (5'2")

Hair Color: Ash blonde

Eye Color: Golden yellow

Likes: Blood, Pomegranates, Cherry Ice Cream, Bruised and Injured beings

Quirk: Imitate (Emitter, Target-Based)

Imitate is a Target-based Quirk which allows the user to emit a substance that can transform into organic tissue when consuming blood from a donor, this organic tissue is likely to be easier to destroy than real one but is likely that more of the substance will appear to fix the ‘wounded’ area.

The user doesn’t gain the memory of the donor but is likely that they could activate the donor’s Quirk with enough practice. This theory exists because the holder seems to instinctively know how to move into their ‘new body’, people aren’t used to a different center of gravity outside their actual body (Check Notebook 6; Body Swapping and side effects on the targeted individuals) so there must be some hidden trigger that is unavailable right now.

Izuku’s thoughts were interrupted by Himiko who started to shift like she was about to wake up and Izuku realized that the next moments are going to be extremely awkward.

Himiko finally woke up and looked straight at Izuku, he blinked and she did the same, Himiko didn’t loosen her grip and Izuku didn’t stop caressing Himiko’s hair.

After a few more moments of silence Izuku finally got the courage to speak. “Good morning.”

“Morning...” Himiko started blushing and Izuku felt his own cheeks heat up. “I should probably get off you.”

Izuku could only nod while taking his own hand off her, he got up and stood on the couch in the sitting position. “So… Did you like the movie night?” He asked while gesturing for her to sit next to him.

“Yes? I think I’ve fallen asleep pretty fast.” She answered while sitting down.

“Same here, I’m surprised they didn’t draw on my face or anything similar… I have nothing drawn on my face, right?” ‘Because if I have I swear I’m going to plan their murders.’ He thought to himself, Himiko doesn’t need to hear that.

“No. You look good- I mean your face looks good! Wait no, I-” She got flustered and pulled up her hood to hide herself, not like Izuku doesn’t feel that his whole face got red like a tomato. “You- you get the idea.” Himiko said in a whisper.

“Yeah...” He answered before he heard Himiko’s stomach growling and making her feel more awkward. “Wanna help me make some food?”

“Okay.” They both got up and headed to the kitchen.

After that awkward moment ended Himiko realized that she had no idea how to cook, thankfully Izuku was teaching her while she was assisting. 

Izuku ended up going on tangents about Quirks related to food consumption and now was about an intern of the Hero Fat Gum, Sun Eater or something similar. “-and that’s why I recommend either a long range piercing attack or a swift blunt force one straight in his back.”

“Wouldn’t either of those kill him?”

Izuku simply shrugged like he did the last eight times she asked the Question. “I never said that the take down methods weren't lethal.” Himiko could only snort at that comment, she is kind of grateful that Izuku only gives the impression he has multiple Quirks because he would be too powerful if he had one, let alone a few dozen.

“So what did you talk about with my dad?”

“He… suggested that I should get accustomed with more people and that I could get to UA with you and your friends.”

“Well I would lov-like to have you around more. I could also help you study, what department are you interested in?”

“I didn’t think of that yet.”

“I don’t think you’re interested in Heroics or Management, so this leaves General Education or Support.”

“Tenko went to Support, right?”

“Yep.”

“Will I end exploding everything I make if I choose that?” She asked jokingly.

Izuku chuckled. “No, Tenko likes to play high risk high reward, as long as you don’t try to make an explosive device you should experience only some small sparks and smoke at most.”

Himiko seemed to contemplate her options. “I think that the stuff Tenko makes is really cool.”

“Then all you have to do is to bug him until he accepts to teach you.” That was a lie, the moment Hiniko will ask him, Tenko will start laughing like a madman and drag her into his worksop to show her the basics. That is what happened to Izuku years back when he asked Tenko if he could play video games with him.

Then Izuku saw his mom stand at the door. “Morning mom, today is your free day, isn’t it?”

“OH.” Inko gasped a bit. Did she believe Izuku won’t see her? “Good morning, sorry if I was interrupting something.”

“No, we were just talking.” Izuku checked the frying pan. “It seems that the katsudon is ready, Himichan, could you take out some plates from that cabinet?” Izuku pointed at the cabinet where they keep them and Himiko did as asked.

They all sat up at the table and started eating. “So… you two seem to be good friends.” Izuku’s mom spoke.

“Yes, it seems that way…” Izuku said while trying to lock the memory from earlier in the metaphorical vault from his mind.

“... Toga-chan, I've heard you are staying with Tenko and Oboro.”

Himiko let out a hum of acknowledgement. “... Izuku, do you know of other people with a Quirk like mine?”

Izuku mentally jumped on the change of subject. “Oh I think there are two… or if my theory is correct one that I'm aware of.”

“Did someone try to fake their Quirk or something?” Himiko asked while tilting her head to the side looking kind of-

“Actually it is one of my complex theories.” Izuku cut his own line of thought. “There was this Vigilante by the name of Stendhal, the guy went and killed consumers of Trigger but disappeared in thin air one day. His Quirk was a target based one that once he consumed someone's blood the 'donor' would be paralized, and wouldn't you know, a Villain by the name of Stain showed up recently and seems to have the same fighting style and weapons, and started killing 'False Heroes'.

“What a horrible man.” His mom commented and was ignored, the center of discussion is the man's Quirk, not his crimes. 

“So he needs to ingest it or just taste it?”

“Considering how fast his…” Izuku glanced at his mother, she seemed a bit surprised by their casual conversation about a serial killer. “takedowns are, he seems to need only need to taste your blood and you're on the ground paralized and fearing for your life.”

Himiko let out a hum and they continued eating. Or at least the two of them did, it seems that Izuku's mom lost her appetite after their discussion. The rest of the meal was eaten in silence. 

“So, Himichan… what are you doing today?” Izuku asked her while cleaning the plates. 

“Outside of asking Oboro and Tenko for help with preparing for UA, nothing much.”

“I was thinking of going to Takoba Beach for a run… Would you like to come as well?”

Himiko started fidgeting. “I mean… Sure.”

“Then we will see each other in an hour?” Izuku smiled at her. 

Himiko smiled back. “Sure.” She messaged Oboro and a portal opened at its usual location. “See you then.”

Himiko stepped through and she was inside the bar, she looked around and she saw Oboro cleaning some glasses while in his mist form. That wouldn't be odd considering that he changes between them on the mood but something was odd with his eyes. He was smiling under the mist . “Good morning young Himiko, did you sleep well ?”

“... Yes.” Oboro chuckled at her answer. 

“I'm glad , have you eaten yet?” Himiko is getting a feeling that the said smile under the mist is actually a shit eating grin. 

“Yeah, I've eaten with Izuku and his mom.”

He hummed. “Good, so what do you intend to do today?”

Himiko eyed Oboro, he definitely knows about... how she woke up and Himiko doesn't know what to make of it. “... Izuku decided to go for a run in an hour and he invited me to come.”

Oboro’s misty eyes widened a bit in surprise before laughing “Then I won’t bother you anymore, have a nice date.”

Himiko felt her face heat up. “WAIT IT ISN’T-” But before she could finish the sentence Warper fully covered himself in mist and disappeared in thin air. “ DAMN IT!! ” She shouted while stomping on the floor, the man’s Quirk allows him to be anywhere in the world as long as he has absolute concentration (she read it in one of Izuku’s notebooks), he could be in China by what she knows.

After that she went straight to her room, she couldn’t bare embarrassing herself in front of Tenko too. When she entered though she felt like something was off, she scanned the room and finally saw what’s odd.

There was a picture frame on the bedside cabinet.

She took the frame and when she looked at it she let out a yelp, there was a picture of her sleeping on top of Izuku with her hands wrapped around him and his own hands resting on her. Himiko could only make herself a small ball of anxiety right next to the bed while she was processing how in the world was the picture made in the first place, let alone end up there. 

Her phone started vibrating and she checked it. It was a message from Izuku. 

After she mustered her courage she opened it. 

/=/=/=/

[Izuku]

Just woke up with Oboro in my room leaving a picture frame on my bed.

Kacchan must have taken a picture of us while sleeping. 

/ SamePictureAsTheOneHimikoHasInExactlyTheSameTypeOfFrame.png /

Wanna plot Kacchan's demise whilst running?

/=/=/=/

Himiko doesn't know if she should feel more embarrassed or relieved that Izuku got the same picture but she knows that she wants revenge.

/=/=/=/

[Himiko]

Sure.

He left the exact same thing in my room.

/=/=/=/

Himiko got up and started preparing for the aforementioned run.

While preparing breakfast Katsuki felt a shiver down his spine and remembered how convoluted the nerd’s plans for revenge are, he hopes that that picture made yesterday won’t bring any suffering upon himself.

For as much as Izuku likes to bash Yagi for being bad at socializing, basically guilt tripping him until he breaks the mask of ‘All Might’; Izuku is aware he isn’t immune to the effects of it himself, ever since he woke up with Himiko so close to him he felt something odd.

The feeling is almost like the one when he tries to analyze something that is not a Quirk but never before the feeling was related to another living being, another person. His dad taught him everything about how to interact with people, how to talk with them in case he needed something from them but when it came to Himiko there was something odd. He assumed that it was because of her Quirk but the more time passes the less likely it is for it to be the case.

So Izuku decided to know Himiko better, in hopes of finishing this puzzle. 

Warp Gate opened and Himiko came out of it. “Hi.” She waved at Izuku. Himiko was wearing some Gym clothes, sneakers and she had her hair tied in one messy bun in the back of her head. “... Are you ready?”

Izuku realized that he might have been staring so he broke eye contact. “Oh. Yes I am.” He gestured to the door and they got out of the apartment.

In the end Izuku and Himiko took another route to the beach so they would avoid the area she was found in.

“Didn’t you say that the beach is filled with trash?” Himiko asked while looking around.

“That area is on the other side of the beach, we took another path and ended up here to avoid… you know.” Himiko’s face turned into a sad one while nodding. “I’ve promised you that you wouldn't end up there, remember?”

She looked straight at Izuku, her expression hard to read but the rest of her body language signaled relief. “Yeah… Thank you.”

Izuku contemplated his options; he could leave it at that and start running or… Izuku got close to Himiko and hugged her. “It’s nothing, you deserved better than that and I’m glad I managed to help you.”

He heard Himiko sniffling in his shoulder and she started hugging back. “You didn’t tell me I should avoid large groups...”

“Sorry about that but I know my Quirk stuff can become overwhelming, people in the past didn't take my observations well, hell I even got bullied as a child for that.”

Himiko looked straight in his eyes. “You got bullied?”

“Yeah, a lot actually.” Izuku thought about when he was around six and something in his mind clicked. “You know, I’ve invited you here with me to know you better. There was something… not odd; different about you and I think I finally know what it is.” She looked at him with anticipation. “We are somewhat similar.”

“How so?”

“I’ve always had a fascination with Quirks and how they work, I guess it started as a mechanism to cope because I didn’t have one but in the end it has become my prized hobby and resulted in my collection of notebooks. The thing is that there’s more than meets the eye when it comes to Quirks, literally. The majority of people are not even aware that their Quirk is also altering their own body, their cells being resistant at fire, overheating, cold and so on, their articulations being stronger so they would resist their transformation, or a complete restructuring of a limb or organ as better adaptations for their Mutant Quirk. When I started writing down stuff on how my peers’ Quirks could work inside their body and started sharing it with them I was labeled a freak.” Himiko opened her mouth to comment at the statement but Izuku continued. “I was seeing Quirks and people being two different things because I was Quirkless and didn’t have a reference point, I didn’t realize that me dissecting their Quirk would result in me being looked like I was trying to dissect them. Do you understand now why we are similar?”

Himiko was left in her thoughts for a moment. “You wanted a Quirk… the same way I wanted to drink blood.” Her face lit up a bit at the realization. 

“Yeah, two desires that could only be achieved by hurting someone else.” Izuku might have to explain the ‘hurting someone for a Quirk’ thing but that was not the point now. “Both of us had our perspectives twisted by our needs that were never granted, we were left to watch from the side a world that we might never know how it feels because we came out different.”

“But now you’re different. What happened?”

“My dad happened.” Himiko looked… surprised? Awed? Izuku can’t quite figure it out but he won't question about it, he might be hugging her but she needs her personal space. “He always knew a lot of things and because his job is partially smiling and talking with people, he has a lot of experience on how to phrase or twist something in his favor. He helped me change my rambles on how their body worked turned into me coming up with methods on how to use their Quirks, the so called Super Moves of Heroes, slowly but surely became the ring leader, the one who’s smart enough to organize people to do whatever they wanted efficiently.” Izuku let out a chuckle. “I remember Kacchan being salty that we couldn’t come up with more moves, he wanted more than All Might.”

“Doesn't he scream the name of a random American State before punching?”

“Random American Cities and States. I remember seeing a video of him screaming 'Oklahoma Smash' while punching and the Villain was screaming back 'We are in Neeeew Yooork' as he was flying away from the attack.” That got a laugh out of Himiko. “I think that's enough chatting for now Himichan, let's get running.” 

Izuku let go of Himiko and started running, leaving her frustrated for a moment before catching up to him and punching him in the arm. 

“Ouch!” 

“Didn't you say to punch people when they are mean?” 

“Me being mean? Scientifically impossible. ” She stuck out her tongue at his comment before starting to run faster than him. 

Izuku is curious what the future is having stored for him. 

—————————

=Four months into the future=

—————————

Izuku was standing in front of Yagi in his muscle form, Kacchan, Tsubasa, ShiTetsu, and Itsuka were standing to the side ready to see the transfer. 

“You know how they say there's a difference between being born with that silver spoon and working your but off to earn it! Take this to the heart, kid. You've earned this power fair and square.” All Might stretched out his hand that was holding a strand of hair. “EAT THIS.”

Izuku and his friends screamed in confusion. 

Chapter Text

= Present time (Monday) =

It took Izuku four months to clean the beach with his friends and ready his body for OFA by working at the Gym, when he found out that the Quirk can somehow enhance other Quirks he has spent hours searching OFA and its possible mechanics, to speculate what it makes it tick, he had to endure Yagi being around and acting like an idiot because he had no idea how to act around people his age, let alone adults, but it was all worth it and Izuku was now standing in front of Yagi in his muscle form. Kacchan, Tsubasa, ShiTetsu, and Itsuka were standing to the side ready to see the transfer.

“You know how they say there's a difference between being born with that silver spoon and working you're but off to earn it! Take this to the heart, kid. You've earned this power fair and square.” All Might stretched out his hand that was holding a strand of hair. “EAT THIS.”

Izuku and his friends screamed in confusion.

“Yeah… For the Quirk to transfer you must consume some of my DNA.”

“Then why not some blood? And then what was that light from the palm you showed me when you explained the Quirk?”

“That? I… have no idea.” Izuku is so close to killing the Symbol of Peace with his own Quirk once the transfer is over.

“If we are still in the testing phase how about you make that light appear once again and try to give the Quirk similarly to how you said All for One gave Quirks to people.” 

Yagi simply shrugged. “I see no harm in trying.” He looked at his palm, activated the light, and then put his hand on Izuku's head, a moment later Izuku felt different. 

“Okay, something is different. How do I use it?”

“Clench you but cheeks and then punch with all your might!” The Hero did a pose like it would make the description less stupid. 

Izuku turned to the sea and did as instructed. Surprisingly it actually worked. The air pressure caused by the hit split the sea in two and gained a bunch of cheers from his friends, the catch you might ask? Well it's simple, Izuku felt THE MOST EXCRUCIATING PAIN HE HAS EVER EXPERIENCED AND HIS BONES FELT LIKE THEY WERE TURNED INTO FINER DUST THAN THE ONE TENKO MAKES.

A moment later Izuku fainted from the pain.

When Izuku woke up he was in a hospital room with his arm in a splint. Not the worst outcome considering that his last memory was a pain so great he believed his arm actually exploded in a million pieces. 

“Nerd, you’re already awake?!” Kacchan was heard from his right, Izuku flinched at the sudden sound.

“Too loud.” Izuku groaned while rubbing his eyes with his good hand. 

“Shit, sorry.” Kacchan apologized in a lower tone. “I was speaking like I usually do, the meds they put you on must have been pretty strong.”

“Yeah, listening to you all day is a challenge by default, I might risk dying from having to hear your voice.” Kacchan snorted at the sassy comment and Izuku couldn’t stop himself from smiling. “How bad is it and where are the rest?”

“Your bones turned into confetti, they brought someone with an Osteokinesis Quirk or whatever to fix them and then someone with a Healing Quirk.”

Izuku hummed. “Osteokinesis, the ability to control bones, they must have mended them back to normal and then healed the muscle fibers and skin cells.”

“Whatever, Yagi wanted to drag you to UA but we screamed at him that you needed a real hospital and not some nurse office. After an ambulance came and picked you, me, and Yagi; I told the rest that I’ll keep them updated through the group chat, which reminds me...” Kacchan pulled out his phone and took a picture of Izuku. “He lives, bitches.” He said out loud while likely typing it.

Izuku’s phone buzzed on the table and when he checked it he saw a picture of himself looking rather dazed and the previously quoted message. “Ignoring Yagi’s idiocy to likely put Recovery Girl to heal me to the side, do mom and dad know?”

“Not yet, I won’t be the one to tell Auntie that you summoned a Quirk at the age of 14, and for sure I won’t be the one to tell Uncle about the broken bones.” Both of them shivered at the prospect of telling his dad about the whole ordeal.

“The moment he finds out he’ll pseudo-kidnap me through Oboro and bring me to America and help figure out how to use the Quirk.”

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Kacchan said and Izuku silently agreed, Izuku really misses his dad and his dad always sounded tired over the phone calls, after giving some gray hairs to the man with the news about OFA this would be a good way for the man to take a break from his job.

The door of the hospital room opened and Yagi entered the room. “Oh, young Midoriya, you are awake. I’ve just called your mother and told you about you manifesting a Quirk.”

“I’m fine, thank you.” Izuku sneered at the man. “How do you have my mom’s phone number in the first place?”

Yagi blushed and Izuku felt his heart sink. “Oh… well… she gave me her number in case of emergencies while cleaning the beach.” The Hero said, you know, like a liar. 

Unfortunately, neither of them could comment on it because Izuku’s mom rushed into the room. “IZUKU!!” When she locked eyes with him she started crying. “Is it really true?”

Izuku sighed. “Yeah, my arm is bro-” 

“Did you really get a Quirk?!” Wait for what. 

Izuku nodded and his mom hugged him, unaware that he was grimacing because she was touching his arm in the process. He wanted to say some more things but gave up when his mom's tears started running like the floodgates of a dam. 

In the end, Izuku's mom invited Yagi to dinner and they ended up going home with his car, leaving Kacchan in front of his house much to Izuku's reluctance to deal with the Number 1 Hero alone. 

 Thankfully the moment they set foot inside the apartment Izuku's phone started ringing, he looked at the screen and saw that it was his dad. “Dad's calling, I'll be back in a minute.”

The two adults ignored him if they were paying attention in the first place. 

Izuku entered his room and answered his phone. “Hey dad, how have you been?” 

“I’ve been fine Izuku, though I called you for different reasons this time around… Is Inko home?”

“... Yes.”

“Great, could you put her on the phone so I discuss something with her in private, she doesn’t answer my calls.” There was a hint of urgency in his tone.

“Did… did something happen?”

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out as well.” Izuku knew that if it was something he should know his dad will tell him about it.

“Okay, give me a minute.” Izuku left his room and headed to the living room. “Mom, dad wants to talk with you.”

His mom was at the kitchen table with Yagi when she turned to look at Izuku, whatever this was about must be serious considering she turned pale. She took the phone and put it in her ear. “Hello, Hisashi.” She seemed to listen to what dad had to say before looking at Izuku and Yagi for a brief moment and leaving the living room, the door of her bedroom was heard opening and closing.

Izuku now lacking his phone and having his right arm still in the splint meant that he couldn’t work on his analysis so he did the next best thing, he seated where his mom stood before and reluctantly started talking with Yagi. “So what’s the next step?”

“Next step?!” Yagi asked a bit too alarmed for Izuku’s liking, just a moment ago was happily chatting with Izuku’s mom, the only thing that changed was Izuku coming and handing the call to his mom-

-Wait.

Izuku eyed Yagi, the man’s mind is 100% at something else. “Next step in my training, of course.” The Hero seemed to calm down a bit. “My body cannot handle the Quirk, there’s not much information on it in the first place, and I highly doubt that you are actually capable of teaching me considering that you got it right on the first try and ran with it ever since.” Izuku explained as he was locking up all the memories of his mom and Yagi getting along even though Izuku made sure to show his dislike towards Yagi on every occasion. He knew that the problem would come back to bite him. 

“Oh, Uhm… Well…” Yagi stumbled over his own words for a few seconds before Izuku interrupted him.

“You have nothing planned, don't you?” Yagi averted his eyes and Izuku sighed. “During my research on One For All I've come across the name Gran Torino.”

Yagi seemed to shake when hearing the name. “H-he was my old teacher, he… Is also the one who helped Nana when it came to teaching me outside school.”

“Does he know about One For All? And if yes who else is aware of it.”

“Yes, he knows about OFA, and there are four other people that know about it: UA's Principal, Recovery Girl, Sir Nighteye, and Detective Naomasa Tsukauchi.” 

So Yagi isn't actually that antisocial… If you ignore the fact that there's no record of Yagi and Nighteye speaking in the last six years, the Detective basically works for Yagi, Recovery Girl is likely the one who does Yagi's medical check-ups, and the 'Rat God' literally knows everything.

Back to Yagi being the most antisocial individual in Japan.

“Okay, is it possible for him to help me with OFA as well?” The faster Izuku learns how to use OFA the faster he can cut ties with Yagi. Izuku still regrets inviting the man to that dinner.

“I will see what I can do.” Yagi hesitantly said, considering how scared is of The Symbol of Peace of this Gran Torino, he is either a complete bastard or one of those strict but cool to hang out.

Izuku was really itching to ask Yagi a few more things but he was interrupted by the doorbell ringing. “Huh, who may be at this hour.” He didn’t bother to excuse himself so he could answer the door.

When he opened the door was met with uncle Masaru and Kacchan. “Hello Izuku, did we come at the wrong time?” 

Izuku could only smile. “Not at all Uncle, come in.” They entered the hallway and then the kitchen. “Oh yeah, Yagi's here as well.”

Masaru smiled. “So I heard from Katsuki when he came home.” He turned towards Yagi. “Evening Yagi, did you re-evaluate your Quirkist bias since we last met?” 

Yagi was about to cough blood again but he covered his mouth with his handkerchief, Katsuki was holding himself from letting a grin form on his face.

“Nerd, let's make some food while my old man and Yagi talk.” The nerd nodded while picking up the fact Yagi will be with his back at them, no need to pretend you stand the moron if he can’t see their faces.

“So?” The old man pressed the subject.

“... I… I would find it extremely difficult for someone to achieve being a Hero.”

“Is that so?” That question was a subtle way of saying 'quit your bullshit' but Yagi's not smart enough to pick up on it. 

“Yes, how are they supposed to face a Villain?”

“Support Items exist.”

“They are not reliable.”

“And Quirks are?” Yagi suddenly straightened and Katsuki could bet that the Hero's eyes widened at the realization. “I have to show you two videos.” The old man pulled out his phone, pressed play on the said video, and some very familiar sounds were played.

The sounds of explosions and screaming were heard in the background of the video.

“-We are at the place of a Villain attack, a kid has been taken hostage by none other than the Villain who was tracked by All Might earlier today.” Katsuki still remembers the fake fucking smile of the female reporter on the TV while he was fighting for his life against the slimy bastard, people are too used to this shit.

Death Arms was heard giving orders to the other Heroes, none of those orders were related to saving Katsuki. A moment later the only thing that Katsuki remembers crystal clear is heard.

“KACCHAN!!” Izuku was heard from the crowd before the nerd was seen running while pulling something from the backpack, that something was visible from Katsuki’s angle, there were pens, pencils, and a ruler. The nerd pulled fucking school supplies and threw them like fucking knives, hitting the Villain in the eye and possibly even breaking the bastard's cornea in the process, making him scream in pain.

Then All Might showed up out of nowhere and from the camera’s angle, it looks like he was the one who pulled Katsuki instead of Izuku. Katsuki still remembers the moment then the sludge loosened when the Villain got injured by the attack and Katsuki reached his arm to Izuku who pulled him out,  All Might simply yank them away from the Villain but considering the speed that he used it was a miracle that their arms weren’t dislocated in the process.

The video stopped and his old man continued speaking. “Can you tell me what happened that day?”

“Young Midoriya and your son were in danger and I’ve pulled them out of the way.”

The old man hummed. “And why did the Villain scream?”

“What?”

“Why did the Villain scream when Izuku appeared?” Yagi was standing still, probably also staring at Katsuki’s dad for an answer. “Izuku threw something at the Villain’s eye, and from what Katsuki told me that was the reason the Villain loosened his grip and thus allowed Izuku to pull him out. You simply showed up a second too late and blasted the bastard who almost killed my son to kingdom come.” He paused to let the explanation sink in. “Do you know how many ways Izuku came up for the Heroes to deal with the problem? Fourteen. The most obvious ones are: Back Draft diluting the Villain, Death Arms pulling Katsuki as All Might did, Kamui Woods grabbing Katsuki with his branches, Kamui Woods stabbing the Villain with his branches. Tell me, Toshinori Yagi, what use does a Quirk have if you don’t have the brain to use it? Why did Izuku, the kid that I see as my nephew, have to step in and risk his life while doing the job of five Heroes before All Might showed up? How can a Quirkless kid do more than five professional Heroes if a Quirk is so important to becoming a Hero?”

Everyone went quiet, the only thing heard was the sizzling of the frying pan, reminding Katsuki that he was supposed to help cooking but got distracted by the video that brought back unpleasant memories, leaving Izuku to do the cooking by himself.

“Ignoring the existence of Heroes that have non-combat oriented Quirks like Mandalay, Ragdoll, Midnight, Ms. Joke, Sir Nighteye, Mr. Brave, and so on.” The old man pressed on his phone a few more times and turned the phone back towards Yagi and by extent Katsuki and Izuku. “This video is from the UA’s sports festival from the year 2175.” The video started playing.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to UA’s sport’s festival, and let’s welcome the third-year students inside.” The crowd cheered as a sea of students entered the stadium. “Now let’s welcome to the podium UA’s star student and winner of his previous two Sports Festival, TOSHINORI YAGI!!” The crowd cheered even louder, clearly having a favorite.

This also got Izuku’s attention, leaving the stove so he could look at the video as well.

Toshinori Yagi, who looked exactly like All Might during his ‘Bronze Age’, got up on stage and was handed the microphone by the announcer. The speech was the most generic one you could think of, most likely copied from a random website and the only thing special about it was the ending. “-and I promise I will give ALL MY MIGHT.” The crowd cheered as the TradeMark All Might laugh was booming over them through the speakers.

The old man closed his phone and put it in his pocket, never breaking eyesight with Yagi and never changing his expression from the one completely neutral one that he is having. “Two months ago Hisashi -Izuku’s dad- called and asked me about Inko’s ‘new friend’ in hopes of finding why she was so secretive about them. Of course, I’ve told him your name and at a moment’s notice he sent me the last video, he also seemed to not be aware of the building incident so I’ve informed him about that as well.” Both Yagi and Izuku flinched, Yagi likely because is shown yet again how shitty of a person he is, and Izuku because Uncle will have a talk long with him in the future. “Hisashi also told me about an interesting lineage of ‘Quirk Mutations’ and who you are part of.” He leaned back on his chair. “And wouldn't you know it, Katsuki came home and told me that Izuku manifested a Quirk who sounds just like those 'Mutations'.”

Katsuki moved to the side so he could see Yagi's face, the man literally looked like an animated corpse, his vibrant blue eyes were so sunken in that Katsuki couldn't even see them, his mouth was opening and closing again and again, probably trying to say something but nothing coming to mind. “The only reasons that he hasn't come to murder you and throw your body in a ditch is because of his business that requires high maintenance and his health problems.”

The old man got up from his chair, making Yagi flinch, walked around the table until he was next to Izuku, and patted him on the head. “You've grown quite a bit Izuku, I think you're as tall as Katsuki, if not taller. Every time I look at you I see more of Hisashi, just remember that you're welcome to our house whenever the need may come and take care of that arm.” His old man turned towards Katsuki. “Katsuki, I'm afraid I've lost my appetite, if you want you can stay and eat but I think I'll go home.”

“Nah pops, I'm coming as well, just give me a moment to talk with Izuku.”

“Then I'll wait outside.” Katsuki's dad left the kitchen and a few seconds later the door of the apartment was heard opening and closing. 

Katsuki and Izuku left the kitchen as well, closing the door behind them to make sure they were not heard by the shell-shocked Yagi.

“If my dad is a retired Villain then yours is a retired Yakuza.” Izuku stated out of nowhere.

“The fuck? Where did that come from?”

“Name one person who can be this intimidating and this calm, and not be a Villain.”

“Tks, that's easy, there's…” And Katsuki's mind went blank. Katsuki's old man is a clothes designer, not some retired Villain. Yes, he is good friends with Uncle Hisashi, he taught Katsuki how to fight, and he also taught Katsuki how to use knives but that was so he could learn how to cook even though his old man has no cooking background… where did that knowledge come from in the first place? “... Shit. I have nothing.”

Izuku snickered for a bit before regaining his composure. “So what did you want to talk about?” 

“Where's Auntie?” 

Izuku gestured towards his mom's bedroom. “Talking with dad over the phone, it seemed serious.”

“So what do we do now that Yagi's no longer useful?”

“We wait so I could capitalize on some training from his old teacher and cut ties with him on all fronts, mom must realize how big of a prick Yagi is after I explain to her about OFA, AFO, and everything in between, right?”

“Just… be careful, Yagi could turn on us if we play our cards wrong and you'd need to rethink the plan with him as an enemy.” Katsuki has no idea what to do if All Might of all people decides to call them public enemy number one.

“Once we get at UA we will be free of him, it's not like he could follow us there.”

“Whatever nerd, see you at school tomorrow.” Katsuki saw himself outside while hearing Izuku saying goodbye.

After Kacchan left and Yagi was having a silent panic attack in the kitchen, Izuku was left with nothing to do that isn't related to testing his new Quirk and injuring himself in the process… except for experimenting I'm manifesting the light out of his palm.

Izuku didn't accept One For All simply because it was a strong Quirk, no, he accepted the offer because of the mechanics behind the transfer itself. All Might and his predecessors might have been ignorant enough to call the First's Quirk 'useless and weak on its own' but he knew better. 

If Izuku is right then Fist's Quirk, which Izuku decides to call Power Transfer from now on, might hide something inside. After all, the fact that it can pass on Power to another person and the fact that Quirks were called SuperPowers in that day and age is a bit on the nose.

There is also the fact that the fourth Holder, which Izuku recently discovered was called Hikage Shinomori, seems to have died at the age of forty, cause of death being old age of all things. So the simple conclusion is that the Quirk that All for One gave to his little brother, which Izuku will call Stockpile from now on, seems to have fused with Power Transfer and started parasitizing its host and because All Might who was Quirkless before, held OFA for forty years it seems to suck dry the energy created by the person's Quirk factor.

Kind of ironic that in the process of keeping his brother alive the Super Villain accidentally created a slow killer.

That leaves Izuku with one Question.

Should he try to experiment with how Power Transfer works or should he leave it as it is?

The pros would be that if it works he would activate his inactive Quirk factor and possibly get Fire Breath or Attraction of Small objects, or even better a combination of them. 

The cons would be the parasitic aspect previously mentioned and possible brain damage, but from what it seems the individuals on whom Izuku researched the cause for that was their brain being overloaded with information from multiple Quirks, One For All already was in seven Quirked people before him and none of them got overloaded.

Perhaps the older the Quirk is the less complex it is, making them easier to activate and unfortunately harder to regulate the output. Izuku needed to learn how to not auto puree himself, fast.

Thankfully the door of his mom's bedroom opening was enough of a distraction to deter him from dissecting its own Quirk mechanics for the time being. 

His mom looked exhausted even though she must have talked for ten minutes max, she lifted her gaze from the floor, when she registered she was looking at Izuku, she seemed to be afraid. “Izuku, what are you doing in the hallway?” 

“Kacchan and Uncle Masaru came to check up on me.” Izuku raised his broken arm. 

“Does it still hurt?” 

“Yes.” He answered in a heartbeat, making his mom grimace. “So what did you two talk about?” 

That made his mom flinch. “... Well when two married people drift away from each other… ” Izuku didn't like where this was going. “they tend to wither their love and make decisions without the other.” Nononono. His mom took a deep breath. “Izuku, I've been going out with Toshinori and I've made a rash decision.”

“If you tell me that you want to divorce dad and not talk to him beforehand I'm locking myself in my room until tomorrow.” His mom seemed to panic and that was Izuku's queue to leave. 

He snatched the phone from her hand and headed to his room, opening and slamming the door behind him but he didn't lock it. 

This was kind of a test of will, his mom silently declared Izuku's room as a forbidden area. She seems to be disturbed by his research because the information which he gets through legal and illegal means is intrusive and borderline stalking. Not that he needs to do the stalking himself, obsessed people have existed since the beginning of Humanity, all that Izuku needs to do is to find the ones who hold the needed information and extort it. 

Izuku turned towards the door and stared at the handle in hopes that his mother would at least touch it so she could enter his room and discuss things. He stood like that for a minute or two but nothing happened, he sighed and laid back on his bed. 

His phone started vibrating in his hand and he looked at the screen. It was a message from his dad. 

/=/=/=/

[Dad] 

Izuku, I want to talk something with you.

/=/=/=/

Izuku closed the message, opened his phone's agenda, and pressed on his dad's number. He answered at a moment's notice.

“How are you fairing?”

“Thinking of ways to kill The Symbol of Peace, it seems that you were onto me from the start.”

“There are very few things that I don't know when it comes to Quirks… excluding how they work at a quantum level.”

“Do you also know how this thing is supposed to behave? I got it a bit after noon and broke my arm when I turned it on.”

“You already got One For All?!?” Surprise is the normal reaction to the fact but Izuku is surprised how Yagi thinks of giving a random kid on the streets the most powerful Quirk in existence after exchanging at most a thousand words with him was a good idea. Three-quarters of them were Izuku guilt-tripping the man. 

“Yep, all I had to do is to clean Takoba Beach which I've managed to pull off in under four months because of the power of friendship and physiological manipulation.”

“You said friendship twice.” His dad "corrected". 

Izuku let out a snort. “My bad. How do you know Quirk's name in the first place? Considering that all the information about transferable Quirks on the internet is about All for One; I imagine that its counterpart would go undetected.”

“It does but my sources are… less legitimate.”

Izuku glanced at his desk who had the laptop he got as a gift from his dad when he was twelve and on top of it the wallet which had the same-day delivery credit card from a few months prior.

Funnily enough, the laptop was the most illegal product which was delivered by either a delivery man with the most horrible sense of fashion or by a broker with a horrible sense of fashion. In short, the piece of technology was completely untraceable and had already downloaded a Hacking manual in a pdf format. 

Izuku stopped caring about legality a long time ago. 

“... What do you think of All Might right now?” 

That… was a tricky question. Even after Izuku warned the man, All Might have done nothing to prepare for his departure from the Hero business. Izuku didn't press the subject ever since, even if Yagi had the brains to prepare something behind doors he has done nothing to prepare the public and the moron won't go out without a bang. 

All Might my simply being 'The Symbol of Peace' has the entire Villain population as his enemy. There must be an organization out there interested in taking down All Might and is just waiting for the best moment. 

“There actually is.” His dad cut in, in his likely muttering. “They have yet to show their faces but they seem to be physically capable… all they need is a capable leader.”

This is too convenient for Izuku's liking, even if the information comes from his dad. “And who's doing the hiring?”

“All for One.” And so Izuku's brain screeched to a halt.

All for One is basically an urban legend at this point but how is his dad connected to the Villain? There's no way of finding the boogie man, the boogie man finds you. 

Then it dawns on him, the Quirk Boosters Company, AfO's closed trigger drug trade, the extensive knowledge about Quirks, and a man who has multiple Quirks.

His dad works with (if not for) All for One. This answers quite a few questions but a million more start appearing. 

“Is he really still alive?”

“He's a shadow of what he once was but yes.”

“You and All for One got injured in the same attack, I assume that it wasn't a coincidence.”

“It was not, our business together is quite… intertwined.”

“And he wouldn't try to rip out One For All from me once he finds out?” 

“What makes you think he doesn't know already? There are very few things that he doesn't know when it comes to Quirks…” 

What should Izuku do? All for One is as much of a threat to him as All Might and unlike the Symbol of Idiocy, All for One can take back what it was once his.

The best shot Izuku has is to ally with the Super Villain, play around his mind games, and take him down when the time comes.

“Let's say I'm interested, when can I meet him?”

“Right now.” One of Oboro's Warp Gates opened in front of the door and it dawned on Izuku that Oboro and Tenko might be involved as well. “All for One wanted to speak face to face with you for a very long time, Izuku.”

“Am I really going to be safe?” 

“You have my word.”

Izuku got out of bed and stared at the portal for a while before taking a deep breath. “I guess it is now or never, talk later dad.”

“It will be sooner than you might expect.” His dad commented before closing the call. More mysteries, Joy.

Izuku stepped in through the wap gate-

-And found himself in a warehouse.

He scanned the area and saw a partially enclosed area with multiple screens and other machines working.

There was also a silhouette of a man right next to them. “Oh Izuku Midoriya, is so good seeing you.” The silhouette's voice shouldn't sound so genuine and… and familiar? “It has become routine to inform people of my appearance before seeing each other "eye to eye".”

Izuku shifted in his confident persona before speaking. “If I were to guess from the tubes coming from these machines and to you, the damage done was permanent, I imagine that you have at least one Regeneration Quirk so it's either not powerful enough or it cannot fix scarred tissue. From what I've managed to get out of All Might your throat is likely destroyed and you have severe brain damage.”

“And for the period of time that I was dead around 70% of the blood vessels inside my lungs busted.” It took all of Izuku's willpower to not flinch at the addition. All Might at least had a functioning brain to tell the rest of his body to keep on living, All for One wasn't so lucky.

“Any necrosis?”

“At that time yes but my Regeneration took care of it after an associate of mine managed to forcefully activate a Quirk of mine. The Non-Centralized Nervous System Quirk was quite a find.”

“Does it still hurt?”

“Only every moment I'm awake.” Izuku chose to ignore the muttered, "It's still better than the nightmares."

“Why do you sound so familiar?” The man didn’t answer.

Izuku got closer to the man, he was standing up, as tall as his dad, the light of the screens lit up the tubes and part of his face or lack thereof. Everything over the man’s lips was only scar tissue with some impression of a nose and a pair of eye sockets. Even if Izuku met the man before his accident there’s no way for Izuku to identify him-

-All for One suddenly took a deep breath and when he exhaled a small jet of flames came out of his mouth. “Fire Breath is the first Quirk I’ve been asked to take from its previous holder.”

“What?” Izuku was at a complete loss, did his dad get his Quirk from All for One and gave it back?

“... I’ve had many names in my life. My birth one was Hisashi Akatani and the one before the one I have now was Hisashi Shigaraki. Izuku, what is my name?”

Fire Breath, extensive Quirk knowledge, the Trigger drug ring, the familiarity of the man and his mannerisms. “You cannot be him!”

The Symbol of Evil pulled him into a familiar hug, one that Izuku replicated for years as a means to reassure people. “Izuku, what is my name?”

Every lesson that Izuku got from his dad was crashing down on him. How to convince people, how to intimidate them, how to speak, how to act, how to think.

“Do you think I could have become a Hero without a Quirk?”

“You could even take over the world if you want to.” All for One stated like it was an absolute truth. The Fiend also started caressing Izuku’s hair just like Izuku did to reassure Himiko that nothing was wrong with her. “What is my name?”

Izuku closed his eyes in an attempt to stop his tears from running, he was clenching his fist while pulling on the familiar fabric of the man’s tuxedo. “Your name is Hisashi Midoriya.”

Chapter Text

After that emotionally challenging experience, Izuku was guided by his father towards an office chair stationed near the screens.

“Izuku, I understand that you might have a million questions by now but I want you to know that everything I’ve done was what I thought was best… even though at a later date was proven to be wrong.”

“That's how you justify the bad you have done?” How many people did his dad kill? In his research, Izuku has found no actual murders directly connected to All for One but that doesn’t mean that if he wanted someone gone he couldn't just erase the fact he even existed. 

His dad sighed. “No Izuku, I’m not trying to justify anything. I have done some unspeakable things, some could be justified, some not.” Izuku had to force himself to look at the non-existent face of his father during this discussion. “Some I regret, some I don’t. I just want you to know that I don’t regret having you and I never intended for you to be even aware of this side of me.”

“Oh.” That Oh had the meaning of ‘Oh, I didn’t think of that before and now I have an identity crisis.’ and now Izuku found himself curled up on the chair thinking about it. He was thought a lot of stuff about law and how to subtly bend it in his favor, that was part of the reason he and Kacchan would have never gotten a criminal record (even though they got some side glances from cops from time to time), is not Vigilantism is you don’t attack first and you can manipulate the situation so you fall as the victim. “You said that All for One hires for an organization, what’s its goal, and who are the members?”

“Well the goal would be to expose and/or eliminate the corrupted parts of society, and its only true members are Tenko and Oboro, there are three hundred individuals that have been hired for muscles...  or better said cannon fodder.”

“What are the plans for All Might?”

“To humiliate him by showing the world that he’s a living lie and take him out of commission, whether that means killing him or simply injuring him is still up for debate.”

“You are just going to give him what he wants.” His dad turned to him with what Izuku assumes was the equivalent of a puzzled look for a faceless man. “He wants to go out with a fight if his death would be a quiet and unexpected one then it will have a greater impact. If it were to die due to a heart attack or something Mondaine then it would show that he is just a man, not a demigod.”

His dad hummed. “Yes, you are quite right and now that we know OFA isn’t in his grasp we could proceed in any way we want.” He rested on the side of the desk on which the monitors were placed. “But we also hoped that we could use the attack on him as a means to show the organization to the world and hopefully gain some attraction.”

“Marketing while trying to kill the Symbol of Peace.” Izuku summarized. “As long as we don’t milk the whole ordeal like how every news channel did to the death of the Water Hose Heroes and we don’t injure innocent people sounds fine to me.”

“Anything else?”

“Well there is the whole thing where you married mom who was six or seven times younger than you but I would rather deal with the fact Tenko and Oboro hid a criminal organization from me and the fact that you never gave me a Quirk.”

“No Quirk would fit you outside All For One, I have developed Quirk duplication a few decades back but it is not satisfactory.”

“What about One For All?” 

“My brother is as secretive and stubborn as I am, and because you are related to me you will never exhibit any changes due to the Quirk never truly settling inside your body no matter how long you have it.”

“So I've gotten one of the most powerful Quirks in the world but it's stubborn enough to not accept me as a host.” As annoying as it sounded it made perfect sense, Power Transfer must be ready to do its job at all times so chilling inside a body so similar to All for One’s would be counterproductive if not even self-destructive.

“If you wish I could prepare myself so we could go to the Mistery Bar and talk with Tenko and Oboro about what is to come, though, in the future, if you wish to ask me something connected to this side of my business you will have to task Oboro with transporting you to me.”

Izuku nodded as his dad pulled out his phone and presumably messaged Oboro. 

Tenko was stressing out. 

A few minutes prior Boro got a message from Sensei that the time has come for Izuku to know and now they are left in suspense. “Izuku wouldn't turn his back to Sensei, right?” 

“Without a shred of doubt,” Boro said with clear doubt in his voice. “Sensei would throw the whole plan out the window if it means Izuku would be happy.” At least that sounded remotely reassuring.

"Yes, you are right. The worse it could happen is for the plan to be abandoned, there's no way he'd turn his back to us right?” Boro stood silent. “RIGHT?!” 

Before Tenko could grab the misty man and shake the answer out of him his phone started buzzing, they both looked at the screen. 

/=/=/=/

[Sensei]

My location to the bar, 2 people. 

/=/=/=/

At least to say that the portal opened in record time. 

Izuku was first to enter with a face that could only be interpreted as 'I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed.', Sensei arrived a second later with the respirator that Tenko and the Doctor worked at.

“Mind explaining why you decided to start a criminal organization and not consult with me first?” Izuku asked, devoid of any emotion. 

“... Sorry?” Tenko said with no idea how to continue. 

“ Sorry?! That is all you two have to say?” Neither of them said a word while Sensei was quietly backing away from Izuku. “I want two whiteboards, a dozen markers, and your plan to attack All Might. If I don't foolproof whatever you're planning I am willing to bet someone is going to get shot .”

And that's more than Tenko could ever ask for. All hail the green bean, ender of the Symbol of Peace!

Himiko just finished the Math problems Oboro gave to her as homework after the lesson earlier. So she was now heading to the Bar to ask if she needs to do something else or she is done for today. When she was in the Bar’s kitchen she heard shouting from inside the Bar. 

This wasn’t usually an odd occurrence, people who work with the two boys tend to be rather loud and abrasive but this shouting was different.

The voice of the one shouting was Izuku’s.

“THIS IS THE SHITTIEST HOSTAGE SITUATION I EVER HEARD OF!! YOU HAVE OVER 300 NPCs AT YOUR DISPOSAL AND THIS IS HOW YOU WANT TO USE THEM?! THERE IS NO POSITIONING HERE OUTSIDE THE ONES IN THE AQUATIC AREA AND THOSE ARE LIKE THAT BECAUSE THEY HAVE MARINE ANIMAL QUIRKS.” Something was heard hitting the bar, presumably Izuku’s fist. “I WANT THE QUIRK AND THE WORST CRIME EACH OF THEM COMMITTED BY TOMORROW MORNING, I AM NOT GOING TO ALLOW SOME WANNABE SERIAL KILLER NEAR KIDS WITH NO COMBAT EXPERIENCE, NOR SOME CREEP WHO THINKS COULD GET AWAY WITH TOUCHING A STUDENT.”

Himiko tried to open the door slightly to see what’s going on but the hinges decided it was a good time to start creaking. Oboro, Tenko, Izuku, and surprisingly Midoriya-san (from the height and costume) were present. All of them staring at Himiko. “Um… Hi?”

Izuku turned pale. “I… Himichan I can explain… or I think I can... ” Everyone except Izuku grimaced at the statement.

“Izuku, young Himiko eavesdropped on me and Tenko a while back so she is aware of our activities.” Oboro clarified and Izuku glared daggers at the man in response.

“So more stuff I was not aware of. Joy. What’s next? Uncle Masaru being an ex-Yakuza?” Midoriya-san flinched at the question but regained his composure and shook his head just as Izuku turned towards him.

Izuku turned back to Himiko, his face softening before walking towards her and hugging her. “I do not blame you for keeping quiet.” He said in a whisper and Himiko felt a weight she didn’t know she had was lifted. She felt guilty for not telling him, especially when their runs on the beach every other day became routine. Izuku let go of Himiko. “If you want you can sit and listen, it’s just me screaming at three grown men for their shitty planning.” Himiko smiled and nodded at Izuku, he smiled back before turning back to the rest. “Now where were we? Oh yes, WHY IS THERE NO PLAN FOR THE CASE ALL MIGHT NEVER SHOWS UP?!? IT IS ALREADY ESTABLISHED THAT THE MORON CAN’T TAKE CARE OF HIMSELF, THE CHANCES OF HIM RUNNING OUT OF TIME BEFORE THE CLASSES START IS ALMOST A GUARANTEE.”

Himiko could not stop herself from smiling at the scene in front of her, she cannot imagine her life without her new family.

When Izuku got Warped home it was past midnight.

“My dad is the Symbol of Evil, and my friends were planning a terrorist attack.” Izuku said out loud in hopes of rationalizing what he had been doing ever since he was meant to meet the notorious All for One.

He really needs to find a way to divide All for One from Hisashi Midoriya. Grandpa for One sounds good enough of a cover, it just needs the right setup.

Just as Izuku was about to drop face-first on the bed he remembered he had homework to do, he looked at his phone’s screen and saw it was almost 1 am. “Guess I won’t be sleeping tonight.”

It was 4 am when Izuku started making the sweet atrocity which he called coffee, his dad after tasting it he banned him from ever making it but this was an emergency.

Drink the liquid that can kill the entire population suffering from diabetes or be a sassy little shit all day.

Then to Izuku’s annoyance, the doorbell started ringing. He downed the coffee in one go and went to answer it, hopefully the effects of the coffee will kick in before he gets truly annoyed.

When the door was opened he was met by a man with orange eyes and black hair tied in a short ponytail. “You must the Mini-Boss.”

Izuku was so close to slamming the door in the man’s face. “Name, occupation, and reason you’re here, you have one minute.”

The man grinned and a scar that Izuku is sure wasn’t there a moment ago appeared on the man’s face. “Yeah, you’re his son. I’m Rokuro Nomura -but people call me Six- and I am your father’s one-man intel-gathering team, I have come to deliver the information on the 348 individuals hired for the USJ ‘event’.”

Izuku groaned. “I don’t have the time nor the patience to deal with them right now, come in and give me the rundown.” His annoyance is likely visible on his face.

“You’re definitely his son.” The man repeated as he strolled through the hallway, then the kitchen where he took a seat at the table. “Out of the 348, only 275 individuals fall in the category of people you requested. 7 People have been assigned to guard the shore of the crash ship area as requested, all individuals that would have problems with overheating have been moved to the snowy or storm areas, the long-ranged attackers have been all moved back to the center hub area, everyone with great endurance at the base of the stairs, the rest have been split into teams of eight as requested so their Quirks would cover the shortcomings of each other. Every single individual knows its position and it is made very clear that if they want a ticket out of the event they must behave.”

“Well, this sounds promising, now I only need to check out what this Nomu thing is and work out how to hide the identity of our Warper.” Hiding Oboro would be a pain but it should be manageable for the entrance. The exit, not so much. Meh, outside of Tenko there isn't anyone that Izuku cares to get out , a goodbye present by cleaning the streets of criminals and leaving them to the authorities with the pretext of the attack.

Plus this might be too much of a taste for organized crime and Izuku wants to rebuild some of All for One’s empire before criminals get wiser.

“Wait, so you haven't seen a Nomu yet? We could get Kurogiri to transport us to the manufacturing center.”

Izuku looked at his phone and saw it was just 4:10 am. “Sure, whatever, is not like I have anything better to do before I meet with my friends.”

Six pulled out his phone and soon after the message was sent a portal opened in the kitchen. “After you Mini-Boss.” He gestured towards the portal and Izuku rolled his eyes. 

“Time to see a living corpse I guess.”

Ujiko had not expected a portal to be opened in the High-End section of the lab, let alone that young Midoriya would step out of it followed by Six. 

When Ujiko locked eyes with Midoriya neither of them said anything, mostly because they had no idea what to say.

“I assume you two already know each other?” Six questioned.

Both of them nodded but Midoriya was the one to speak. “He is my family doctor.”

“Oh neat, so there's no need for introductions. Doc, the Mini-Boss wants to see the Nomu that is going to be used at USJ.”

“Sure… Midoriya-kun, I was not aware of your involvement.”

“Well, I just started involving myself three hours ago when I've fool-proofed the plan for the USJ.”

Ujiko nodded. “I guess it makes sense… I think we should start with an explanation on the Nomu.” Midoriya nodded. “Nomu is revived corpses that have no sentience or intelligence, and no prior knowledge of their previous lives… except for the twenty individuals who are now in the testing tubes around us.” Ujiko spread his arms to gesture towards the entire room and Midoriya seemed to finally take in his surroundings. “There are Five classes of Nomu: Lower, Middle, Upper, High-End, and Perfect.

The first three apply to the resurrected corpses, and the last two are meant for living beings. 

The High-Ends are blood-lusting criminals who don't care about morality as long as they retain higher thought and become stronger. We have exploited this part of the deal to basically remove their free will.”

“And when I've thought there's hope dad's not a psychopath.” Midoriya muttered with clear disappointment. 

“Well, the alternative would have been death or being immobilized inside Tartarus for the rest of their lives.” This seemed to deter Midoriya's distaste; points to the government for being the usual scapegoat.

“Just… Show me the Nomu and let’s be done with it.”

Ujiko nodded eagerly as he started speed walking to the Upper Tier Nomu Section followed by the two. “This is Shock Absorption and Super Regeneration.” He gestured to the test tube with his creation. 

“So this thing is meant to be All Might's punching bag until he gets tired.” Midoriya leaned closer and touched the glass. “Take it out, I want to crash test it.”

That confused the Doctor. “Pardon?”

“You heard me, take it out so I could see if he could stand All Might's attacks.”

The doctor stared for a moment at the boy, not quite sure how he was going to do it but it is what it is. He went to the control panel of the test tube and set it up so the liquid would drain and glass would lower. Once that was done the crane holding the Nomu up straight opened and the creation fell on his feet. 

“Get down.” Midoriya ordered and the Nomu listened, surprising everyone in the room. Sensei must have added special programming. “Good to know that I need to be careful with orders around these things.” He lifted his left arm for a punch, while in the motion his arm started glowing red , when the punch made contact the Nomu got pushed back a few feet as he was inflating and deflating from the kinetic strength of the attack. “I’m guessing that the more he inflates the more damage is done, All Might could have finished it with eight punches in his prime but now I think he’d need a few hundred.” Midoriya casually spoke like he hadn't just pushed back what the doctor believed was an immovable object.

“Why- HOW did you do that?! Did Sensei give you a Quirk? Ten punches like that and it would explode in a million pieces.”

“I wanted to test if it would be able to stand against All Might so I’ve used his power.” Midoriya explained and the doctor remembered the discussion he had with Sensei a few months prior, something about young Midoriya and a problematic project.

“You have One for All.” Ujiko stated while looking at Midoriya with disbelief.

“Yeah but my body cannot handle the recoil just yet, the only reason why my arm is not broken is that the Nomu absorbed it.” Midoriya started massaging his wrist. “Though it seems that he didn’t absorb it all.”

“Have you tried running it through the entire body?” Six interjected, catching their attention.

“Continue.” Midoriya demanded.

“Every time I activate my Quirk my whole body is affected by it, you seem to put all that power into the arm.”

“... Huh.” Midoriya said before green-lighting started appearing around him. “Oh, uhm… I am going to guess this is an energy overflow.” The lighting lessened as it shortly became just some sparks bouncing on the boy’s skin. “It seems I can only handle between five or six percent.” The boy hit the Nomu again but this time the creation didn't move. “This thing really makes a good punching bag, Doctor Tsubasa, expect me to come and use the Nomu as such in the future, Six, call Oboro to get me home.”

Six comically nodded while the boy was inspecting his arms.

The portal came into existence and soon after Midoriya was gone. 

“He really acts like the Boss.” Six spoke eagerly and Ujiko felt a chill coming down his spine, he cannot deal with two overpowered demigods breathing down his neck.

Katsuki was at the Gym, ShiTestsu called and said he cannot come so he was now waiting for Izuku

Izuku was usually punctual which means he either tested his new Quirk and broke his arm again in the process, or he stumbled over another criminal and took the tactical decision to beat the shit out of him while lecturing about whatever the fuck he was doing.

Of course when the nerd entered and Katsuki saw him literally fucking vibrate he knew the Sugary Death Coffe™ was drunk in the morning. Considering the utter silence from what was a Gym filled with people, the lace was somehow quiet, like the universe decided that what last time the liquid was drunk was enough; Izuku stumbled upon a third-year bullying a second-year for having a useless Quirk while a teacher was within hearing distance and doing jack-shit.

Izuku went in overdrive with his analytical skill and plucked at every aspect of the teacher and the bully, verbally dissecting them and their image of themselves. The bully changed schools the next day and the teacher resigned from her job. There are rumors that both of them are still in intensive therapy because they are suffering from Imposter Syndrome.

The nerd sat at this desk, not bothering to salute anyone.

“Izu, are you okay?” Katsuki asked hesitantly.

“No.” Izuku answered coldly and Katsuki left it at that.

When the Homeroom teacher entered the class picked up pretty quickly something was off and he turned pale when he saw Izuku.

Nobody messes around when the nerd is like this.

Himiko was just Warped to Takoba Beach like usual to go for a run with Izuku, last night seemed that he took the news well that most of the people he considers family is a blend between Villains and Vigilantes, then proceeded to upgrade the plans for the USJ attack Tenko and Oboro were planning so no student would be hurt or traumatized.

But now that Himiko was seeing Izuku seemingly vibrate for no apparent reason while staring blankly at the ocean, she has doubts about taking it well. “Izuku, are you feeling well?”

That seemed to bring Izuku back to this material plane and lessened his vibrating. “Oh, hi Himichan, are you ready to go?” He said, obviously ignoring the question.

Himiko nodded and they started running, the problem is that usually she was the one faster because of her feline mutations (Izuku's guess) but this time around there was no way she could keep up with Izuku. “Are you using that Quirk you said you got yesterday?” Himiko asked and Izuku picked up on the fact he was too fast so he slowed down. 

“No, I guess it's because of the coffee I drank in the morning.”

“Izuku, it's 3 pm, coffees give people six hours of energy, max.”

“ Normal coffees do that, the ones I make are special.”

“Is this your way of saying you put drugs in your coffee? Because there's no way you get this much energy from a cup of coffee and two or three small spoons of sugar.”

“Let's just say three spoons of normal sugar is a minuscule amount.”

“Izu, how much sugar did the coffee have?” Instead of answering, Izuku looked straight into her eyes before instantly running at inhumane speeds that not even Speed Enhancers could achieve. “IZU!!”

When Izuku reached the other end of the beach the effects of the coffee finally started to wear out.

He survived his dad staring him down with a disappointed look, there’s no way Himiko would ever be capable of getting the recipe of the coffee which is made with ingredients from three potentially deadly Quirks.

After a minute of silence, Himiko finally caught up to him, and to his surprise tackled him to the ground . “You’re not getting away from me.” She said in an accusatory fashion.

Izuku let out a grunt of pain. “Sorry Himichan, but I needed to exhaust all that energy, it might be impressive but it makes me feel like hell if I stay put for too long.”

“Then why did you drink this ‘coffee’ in the first place?”

She pouted while letting go of his waist, then laying on her back on the sand but with her head on Izuku’s stomach, whether it was because she didn't want sand in her hair or it was comfortable it was unknown.

Izuku didn’t mind.

“When you work your ass for four months for a Quirk, have to do it while supervised by the one he killed your father, and then told that he is responsible for the breakup between your parents you tend to get physically and emotionally exhausted.” Izuku ended in a not so friendly tone, making Himiko flinch. “... Sorry, I shouldn’t have said it like that.” He sighed. “Is just that Yagi being Yagi, and the reveal that my dad is THE two-century-old Super Villain that can steal Quirks made me so exhausted.”

“Your dad is two-century-old?! And he can steal Quirks?!” Himiko sounded genuinely surprised.

“You didn’t know?”

“I’ve just heard Tenko and Oboro talk about All Might being Yagi and later that day was brought to your dad to clarify things… his face to be exact.” Both grimaced at the statement.

“Yeah, dad can take Quirks, he must have taken at least one that slows down aging and now he’s here.” Izuku sighed. “I need to find some Quirks he can use to at least fix his face and throat, I guess a skin shedding Quirk would be the best option, shed a thousand times and Super Regeneration should grow healthier and healthier layers each time, people usually see those Quirks as disgusting so is bound to be someone who would want to get rid of it.”

“Could he take my Quirk as well?” Himiko asked and Izuku’s blood ran cold.

Izuku looked at Himiko, her head turned to the side so she could look straight at him. “Himichan, there’s nothing wrong with your Quirk, why would you want that?”

She smiled sadly. “I now know that my Quirk isn’t Evil, the last two months of counseling helped me but...”

“But there’s still that nagging feeling in the back of your mind it would have been better without it.” Izuku had the opposite feeling before, hell, he engaged in that feeling and now he has a Quirk. “... Perhaps dad could take it for a bit to see how you feel and give it back.”

“Do you think he will do that?”

“I don’t see why not.”

She looked at him for a bit longer before straightening her head. “Thank you Izuku.”

They stood there like that on the sand for a while, Himiko was always great to hang out with and Izuku doesn't mind the physical contact, it is nice to be around her.

But of course, they couldn’t have a moment of silence because a familiar voice was heard. “Yo Katsuki isn’t that Mido with a girl! ?”

Izuku and Himiko raised in sitting position to look at the source. Kacchan, Tsubasa, and Fingers were at the entrance to the beach.

FUCK.

After the whole thing with Izuku being charged up with the Sugary Death Coffee for the span of the entire Gym day, he decided to call Tsubasa and Fingers so they could hang out and forget today ever existed.

He did not expect when entering the beach Fingers to scream from the top of his lungs that Izuku was already there with a girl. And would you look at that, Izuku was there and he was with Himiko who was using him as a pillow.

God, Katsuki has to tell Uncle that he needs to have the talk with the nerd.

The two oblivious lovebirds finally got on their feet.

“Hi, guys, what are you doing here?” Izuku asked, like that would save him from Tsubasa’s and Finger’s questioning.

Fingers spoke first. “Katsuki and Tsubasa kept bragging about the fact they helped clean this beach so we came to see it. Now, who is your girlfriend?”

Cat Eyes started blushing and hid behind the nerd, making it more fucking obvious that they were a secret couple of sorts, so secret in fact that the nerd isn’t even aware of it.

“We are just friends.” Izuku said and confirmed Katsuki’s inner monologue.

“It looked that you were more than just friends.” Tsubasa was behind Katsuki but he could hear the shit-eating grin forming on his face. “How long have you known each other?”

Izuku was now glaring. “... Some time.”

Katsuki started fake coughing and let out “Four.” and “Months.” between them.

Fingers and Tsubasa snickered while Izuku glared harder. “Well if you excuse us, I and Himichan need to be elsewhere.”

Then green fucking lightning appeared around Izuku before picking Himiko in a bridal style carry. The nerd seemed to have realized his mistake because he and Himiko looked at each other for a second and both turned red, right after that Izuku started running with his Quirk which seems to have mastered in under 24 hours.

The three of them could only watch as the beach that usually would take half an hour of running was traversed in a bit over a minute.

The most surprised by the feat is of course Fingers. “Since when does Mido have a Quirk!?”

“Since yesterday.” Tsubasa answered, his mouth gaping at what just happened. “I don’t want to be mean or anything but I wished he would have taken him at least a week to learn how to use it.”

“Is the nerd we are talking about, if he wouldn’t have figured out how to use it on his own then he would have found someone who can teach him.” Katsuki turned back to the entrance of the beach. “Let’s go get some ice cream.”

Izuku doesn't know what got over him, he could say that about the last 24 hours but whatever. He… He just saw Himiko uncomfortable about the situation and just left .

They were now on the street in front of the other entrance to the beach, carefully letting go of Himiko from his arms. “Are you okay?”

Himiko nodded. “Y-yes, I’m fine… are you okay?”

“Yep, everything is good.” That was a lie, he accidentally used 7% instead of 5% and now his bones were itching. “... sorry for making you uncomfortable.”

“You didn’t make me uncomfortable is just… are-are we a couple or something?” Himiko got flustered again and Izuku felt his cheeks heat up.

“I… I don’t know,” He really didn’t, should he be this close to someone? Dad didn’t give him advice about this kind of stuff. “Are we?”

They stood in silence for a while, when Izuku assumed no answer would come he started massaging his wrists--

--Then Himiko reached out for his head and pulled him for a short kiss. “ I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry, I don’t know why I did that- ” She started crouching and covered her face with her hands. “Can we just forget it happened?” Was heard muffled through her hands.

Except Izuku couldn’t leave it at that, he crouched on one knee in front of Himiko and pulled her hands from her face, she was crying. “Himiko I… I don’t know what I exactly feel but I know I like it when you’re with me… ” He let go of her hands and reached for her head to carefully wipe her tear with his thumbs. “I like you Himichan, and I would like to be closer to you.” Izuku leaned in and kissed her, he was a mess when it came to his own emotions but he at least knows that his action felt right . He let go and spoke. “Let’s call Oboro to get us to the bar and we'll figure stuff out from there, Okay?”

Himiko nodded as Izuku messaged Oboro.

They got up and Himiko held Izuku’s hand.

They entered the portal together.

Chapter Text

Oboro got a message from Izuku that he and Himiko wanted to come to the bar. The Warper did what Warpers do and opened a Warp Gate. 

Surprisingly they entered at once, something that Oboro heavily discourages because of the risk of tripping and pushing into each other. He might have Warp Gate for fifteen years but that doesn't mean he'd encourage possible hazards. “You two, you know the rule of my portals: watch your steps and one at the time.” He scolded the kids.

“Sorry, Oboro.” They said in unison, he also observed that the two were holding hands, which is yet another possible hazard, but they let go when they realized it got his attention.

“I assume you two are quite thirsty after all that running, Himiko also needs to take her daily intake of blood.” As he was busying himself with the drinks the two had taken a seat on a barstool each. Oboro decided to ignore the side glances they were giving to each other.

Izuku was the one to break the silence. “Uhm… Oboro, have you ever been in a relationship?” 

Oboro eyed Izuku. “I have, unfortunately, none of them lasted, may I inquire why the sudden interest?”

“Well… We were just curious how it feels to be in one.” Izuku said off-handedly but Oboro already picked up on the keyword.

'We' as in plural.

Oboro turned his gaze to Himiko who tried to make herself look small because of it. Oboro could not stop feeling he messed up somewhere along the way. 

Yes, he has teased Himiko almost on every occasion about her runs with Izuku and he also teased both of them whenever Izuku came to visit but he did not expect something like this to occur. In retrospect, maybe he should have. Izuku has helped Himiko stray from the possible dark path she was on, it only makes sense for her to look up to him. 

“Oh… well… you see is quite complicated, my love life actually started around the age of eighteen- ” He made sure to enunciate every syllable as he started texting Sensei under the bar.

/=/=/=/

[Oboro] 

Sir, with all due respect, move your ass through the Warp Gate and act as a father for your son.

/=/=/=/

He pressed send and opened a Warp Gate at the entrance of the bar. 

“-Being in love is hard to explain…” Sensei appeared through the portal. “And that's why I am going to let a more experienced man talk about it.” He gestured towards Sensei with his left and with his right he lifted the drinks on the bar in front of the children.

“Hi, dad/Midoriya-San.” The kids greeted him as they turned to him. 

That gave Oboro the opening to mouth 'Couple' and gesture towards the children, Sensei nodded.

“I am going to guess it is about the message young Katsuki sent me about needing to talk about the 'birds and the bees' with you, Izuku.” The boy blushed as his dad pointed at him. “But I guess young Himiko might need to hear it as well.” She let out a short 'eep'. 

Oboro is just thankful he dodged a bullet as he started cleaning the already clean glasses.

“Well, what is this about?” Sensei encouraged. 

“How do you know if you are in love?” Himiko blurted out. 

Sensei chuckled, catching the two children, and albeit Oboro, off guard. “Even if I were trying to explain you two wouldn't get it.”

“What do you mean?” Izuku asked. 

“Well, for starters, it feels entirely different for each individual.” That got the full attention of the two. “There is also the fact that you are just kids, Izuku, you are fourteen, and you Himiko turn fifteen next week if my memory doesn't fail me. Yes, there is the time where your bodies start to change and you start finding someone of the opposite sex -or the sex you're attracted to and start sharing feelings with the said individual, it is normal to be close to each other, hand-holding, kisses and all that stuff but you also must remember that you are still kids and have the whole life in front of you.” Sensei smiled and the message seemed to have been passed even if he was lacking a face to assist the smile. “Just don’t do anything rash and everything should be fine.”

The kids nodded and gave their thanks. 

Sensei patted them on the head with a hand each and headed back to the portal but briefly stopped. “Oh and Oboro, you do not get to tell me 'to move my ass' anywhere, any of that stuff and you'll find yourself back on the assembly line.”

Oboro smiled at the so-called threat as the man continued on his way and Oboro closed the portal behind him.

“What was that?” Izuku suddenly questioned.

“What was what?”

“The assembly line thing?” He clarified and Oboro realized he hadn't fully escaped giving explanations.

“Oh, well you see I fall under the category of a Nomu. I could actually be called The Nomu considering that I was the first to be revived and added a Quirk to the body.”

Izuku seemed taken aback by the statement. “Why? How? ”

“They needed a fresh body and it just happened that I died at that time.” Okay, maybe talking about his own death experience so casually isn’t healthy. “Woke up with no memories of my past life, when it tuned out that I was slowly regaining them they discharged me from the ‘Nomu Project’ and helped me accommodate for a new life, it was fairly obvious that I couldn’t return to my previous one and honestly didn’t want to, I had only four people that I could have called friends and seeing me alive after my rather brutal death would have been even more scarring for them.”

He let them process the information. Himiko knew about the revival but it was impossible to be put into context without the explanations given last night during Izuku’s restructuring of the USJ attack.

“What Quirk did Mirdoriya-san give you?” Himiko asked and Oboro turned into his mist form.

“Warp Gate. Before it was given to me the Quirk was able to transport only its holder and when someone walked through them when they activated Mist Form, basically the body of the person acted as the entrance or exit. My original Quirk, Cloud, allowed me to create clouds in any visible location. The two ended up being compatible and now I can create mist in any visible location and at specific coordinates, when its density is high enough it results in me being able to create portals.”

“You have free will, right? You’re not just working for dad because of whatever they have done to you.”

“I reassure you that I have full control over my actions, your father helped me and slowly became my Sensei, somewhat of a father figure to me and Tenko and likely many other people during his life, he has done many bad things in his life but had done many good ones as well is just that those don't attract the attention from the Heroes to investigate which is a good thing.”

The two seemed to understand and finally started drinking their beverages. 

Once they were done Himiko spoke. “I need to go to Tenko's workshop to teach me more about electronics.”

“Yeah, I also need to do some research and figure out how One For All works.” Izuku sighed. “Oboro, could I just bring my things and do it here? Is not like mom would realize I am gone.”

If Oboro would have had an eyebrow in his mist form he would have raised it. “... I don't mind, just tell me when to close it and that would be it.” He really needs to talk with Sensei about Inko Midoriya.

The two got off their stools and after a moment of silence they briefly hugged, making both blush and likely feeling awkward, Himiko entered the house while Izuku walked at the door of the bar where Oboro opened a portal for him.

They are good kids, they'll figure out their emotions on their own.

Izuku was now at the Nomu Factory, which he learned was directly connected to the Jaku General hospital that has Chairman Ujiko Daruma, one of the many aliases of the man Izuku called all his life Ujiko Tsubasa, Itazura Tsubasa’s grandfather.

Neither of those names was the real one. Instead, the man is called Kyūdai Garaki and was the guy who came up with the Quirk singularity Theory, which in his and dad’s opinion is likely to happen in five or six generations coming from now. Anyone in the world ignores this theory and if it turns out to be true the only research done on the matter results from the creation of the Nomu. Joy. Now Izuku cannot even call these abominations anything bad because there is a chance that they would save billions in the future.

“Hello, Mini-Boss, struggling to take the new toy out of the box?” Six was suddenly heard behind him and Izuku did not jump in surprise, he was merely startled.

“Hello Six, I indeed struggle with the control panel, could you help?” Izuku gestured to the tactile screen to the side of the test tube and Six pressed a combination of keys which Izuku has now memorized for the most part. “So what brings you here?” He asked as the tube emptied so the Nomu will fall to the floor once more.

“Doc usually gives me quests and I go do them, today’s main quest seems to be making sure you don’t break anything.” Six reached to pat Izuku on the head but he quickly dodged.

“As annoying the fact is I ended up with a babysitter… at least it happened to be someone that would be helpful.” Izuku said in an indifferent tone but Six seemed to brighten up.

“Really?” There was something akin to a childish joy in the man’s eyes.

“Yes. If it weren’t for your comment last time we met I would have still had problems regulating the output of my Quirk. I look forward to your future suggestions once I get a grasp on each percentage of power.”

“So you’re just going to punch the Nomu harder and harder until sunset?”

“That was the main idea… Six, I don’t think I have asked what your Quirk is.”

Six smiled. “Overclock. Top Grade Quirk and is an original.”

“Original? You mean that is not yours, right?”

“Yes, there was this Hero O’clock, I was kinda his fanboy and tried to emulate him. Sensei got a hold of the man and swapped the original with a duplicate. We made it look like he fainted due to Quirk exhaustion so he didn't bat an eye that something might have been done with him. 

“If dad can duplicate Quirks why do the swap in the first place?” Just as he asked, Nomu fell to the floor. “Down.”

“The duplication isn’t perfect and you also need the real thing to do it, because most Quirks cannot be differentiated by the holder if they are originals or not we can just get away with it. All we take is a few hours of their lives.”

The more he hears of his dad’s projects the… less cruel(?) All for One seems to be. Casualties seem to have been kept at a minimum for the last 50 years, the Nomu is not as bad as anticipated, and now even taking someone’s Quirk doesn’t sound Evil because they get a carbon copy in its place and most people do not even realize it even happened. ‘ Why is my father called the Symbol of Evil in the first place?’

“My guess is advertising.” Six answered the question that Izuku realizes he said out loud. “From what I’ve managed to piece together while working for the Boss, he was something akin to a Symbol of Freedom for the Quirked in the Vigilante Era. It gave so much freedom to the people that it got to their head and it was partially the reason for all the bloodshed in the Reconstitution Era. He encouraged fighting back against oppression and ended up creating a cycle of retaliation between the Quirked and the Quirkless, it only stopped because the Quirkless became the minority and no one dared to continue.”

Izuku stood silent for a while. He knew that All for One wasn’t the bad guy at the dawn of Quirks but with the knowledge that Six bestowed to Izuku everything was falling in its place. His dad tried to play God with the Quirks to fix Japan at it backfired in multiple ways. The Hero System showed up, he couldn’t control what must have been the equivalent of a small army, and when everything went down he was left with his allies on the streets, killed or bleeding to death. “Dad realized that he couldn’t rule by example and decided to scare people off from the path he has taken, didn’t he?”

Six shrugged. “That’s my guess. Is not like I was there, and there are very few records kept because of the chaos from that time, the only two people who know what happened have closed those dark memories in the back of their minds. I have tried for years to get something out of Doc but nothing came out of it.”

Izuku looked at his palm, then at the Nomu, he activated the light connected to Power Transfer. “Six, do you think I could have done better if I had dad’s Quirk?”

“Could have done what better?”

“Help people.” Izuku clarified. “Since I was a kid I wanted to help people in need, I had a worship phase for All Might because I didn’t know better at that time but dad taught me that Heroes don’t fix the problem, they only delay it. Sooner or later someone would try to step in the shoes of my dad and if they would fit in them they would use the power to take everything without giving anything back.”

“... Kid, where are you getting at?”

“One For All is made out of two Quirks: Power Transfer and Stockpile. Stockpile is the one I’m interested in, it enhances the physical aspects of a person but also their Quirk. The odd thing is that the Quirk enhancing works just as Trigger, it stimulates someone’s Quirk Factor.” Izuku took a deep breath. “This also would include inactive Quirk Factors just as mine.”

Six paled the moment he seemed to get what Izuku was saying. “Wouldn’t… Wouldn’t that be dangerous?”

Izuku smiled. “Oh, I am certain it is. Just call the doctor if I fall unconscious.”

“Wait, kid, let's talk about-” Six spoke but it was too late.

Izuku activated Stockpile at 100% through his entire body and glued his palm to the Nomu’s stomach, some of the white light escaping between his fingers.

Instead of Pushing with the intent to Give; Izuku Pulled with the intent to Take.

The green electricity around him turned blue, white the white light escaping his palm turned red. That’s when his body started hurting similarly to how it felt on the beach when he split the sea with his power but this time there was something more to it, he felt something in his reach and so he Pulled once more but this time with not one but two targets.

The Nomu let an unholy screech as Izuku felt the two things he was pulling on enter his body. He let go of the Nomu and looked at both of his hands.

Red and Blue sparks were bouncing in his palms while a Red light came from the center of them. He turned off his newfound power and saw that some of the red from his palms was actually blood. 

He lost his balance but Six caught him before he could hit the floor. “Kid, what the hell did you do?”

Izuku showed him the palm that was on the Nomu a moment ago. “Super Regeneration fixes any damage at… at the expense of one's stamina…” He closed his eyes and everything around him faded. 

This is fucking bad. 

Six was kneeling on the floor with his Boss's kid unconscious after what he could assume was the kid willing his fucking Quirk into existence.

“Six what was that sound?” Doc was heard heading his way, clear concern in his voice but is going to do nothing compared to what is to come.

“I don't know, the kid was talking about how One For All can activate dormant Quirk factors then he touched the Nomu and he started bleeding from his palms.”

“WHAT?” Doc started running at this point and when he arrived he kneeled in front of Six. “Let me see.”

Doc raised one of the kid's palms and they looked at it, it was filled with blood but it also had a small hole was in its center. “I cannot believe it, it really is an All For One.” He wiped the blood away with his lab coat. “But there is no bleeding…”

“The kid said something about Super Regeneration fixing any damage at the expense of one's stamina before fainting…“ Six gulped. “You don't think that…”

They exchanged glances before Doc gently pulled the kid in his arms. “Six, hit the Nomu.”

Six got up in an instant and activated OverClock, he punched the Nomu in his accelerated state, and the Bomber cells in his hand detonated upon impact. Six regenerated his arm as usual but the Nomu did not.

They both stared at Izuku Midoriya with utter fascination and terror as the realization sunk in. 

A second All For One came into existence.

[No POV]

Izuku was on a Hospital bed in the medical area of the Nomu Lab.

All for One was at Izuku’s bedside, holding his son’s arm who, for some reason, doesn't show any signs of waking up even though everything has been healed by Super Regeneration and All for One checked for any other type of damage.

No one is aware that Izuku is inside his own Quirk and is about to learn the full extent of his powers.

Izuku remembers falling unconscious in the hands of Six and now he was inside of a Void with a floor made out of the mist. Black mist, unlike the dark-purple Oboro, makes.

There were also three lights around him. One yellow like the sun in the distance and two next to Izuku: one dark green and one gray.

They seemed to react to his thoughts because when he reached to inspect them they simply floated towards Izuku’s palm where they hovered over.

“Are these Quirks?” Izuku thought of turning off the gray one, he started feeling slightly dizzy as the center/core of the light turned black and Izuku felt his body be more sensitive than a moment prior. “This must be Shock Absorption.”

Izuku had to stop himself from poking and prodding at the lights that were now on his palm, he needed to investigate the distant light, then find a way out. He reactivated Shock Absorption and after another moment of dizziness, he felt his body go numb once more.

As he was approaching the mini sun the intensity of the light didn’t increase but something akin to heat was radiating from it.

When Izuku finally got close enough he saw that the light came out of a thin and frail silhouette that was looking frantically around itself. There is someone else in here with him.

When Izuku was ten meters within, the silhouette -which he now sees is one of a male- finally took notice of Izuku even though he saw them from afar.

“Brother, what did you do to the Ninth?!” The man looked enraged but Izuku didn’t let himself be intimidated, he stood his ground with a neutral expression just as his dad… taught… him… 

Oh.

This was The First, which Izuku now realizes is also his uncle, and is confusing him with his dad. Well, Izuku isn’t going to waste this occasion.

He put on a broad smile to bare his teeth, ready to talk to his ‘little brother’. “You are looking at it, little brother .” Izuku inched closer-

“DON'T YOU TAKE ANOTHER STEP!!” First screamed while doing hand gestures akin to people with aerokinetic Quirks. When no assumed winds came into existence First panicked slightly as looked at his hands.

Izuku’s smile became truly predatory. “I think you are confused about whose domain you are in.”

First eyed Izuku. “So what? You took the form of an innocent child to be given the Quirk?”

Izuku let out a stifled laugh, he knows very well that he isn’t in any way innocent. “Not quite but if you come closer I promise to explain everything.” His ‘little brother’ glared at him and Izuku changed from the predatory smile to a simple smirk as he rolled his eyes.

Izuku simply thought about getting closer and First was pulled in arm’s reach. “My domain, my rules.”

Izuku reached for Fist's forehead but it was slapped away, he simply thought of the fact First can’t touch him, and when the next slap came the hand phased through Izuku’s.

“Now let’s see what you’ve been hiding.” He said as he made contact with his uncle’s forehead.

Izuku looked Fist, eyes filled with rage for the one he assumes is his brother as he can do nothing to stop what is to come.

Izuku couldn't stop himself from smiling as he is comparing the said rage with a child's tantrum.

Anyway, Izuku activated his All For One and he started hearing voices from his uncle. They were ineligible but they seemed to be on repeat. 

Izuku started Pulling and one became more clear.

“MASTER!”

“All Might, I'm counting on you.”

“Thank you for such wonderful comedy.”

Izuku felt something enter his hand and felt a new Quirk manifest behind him, he turned his head to look in the direction of the Quirk and saw a shadowy figure resembling the one of Nana Shimura with white light and a black core inside of it.

“You've been hoarding their Quirks?”

“I have been hoarding nothing, you are the one with severe Kleptomania.”

“Ouch, That's a low blow don't you think?” First was glaring daggers at him but Izuku kept smiling “And if you are not hoarding Quirks then how did I just pull a Quirk out of you?” He moved to the side so First could see the shadow of the fallen Hero. “Even if you did it intentionally or not I am still going to take every. Single. One.”

And so Izuku Pulled.

“You fool! if you use that much power the building will collapse and your arm is going to explode.”

“It… It will be worth it if it means taking out a monster like you.”

And Pulled.

“Such a shame you’re so stubborn, you would have made a great ally if you weren’t dead set on killing me.”

“How about you go fuck yourself!”

And Pulled.

“Daigoro Banjo, my body cannot handle the power bestowed on me, please finish what I was incapable of doing.”

“Hikage, I promise I won’t disappoint you.”

And Pulled.

“Only a monster like you would go so low to bomb civilians -Why are you laughing? you sick fuck. ”

“There’s no bomb.”

“W-What?”

“The apartment complex we are in is empty . I just needed an enclosed place to corner you so you couldn’t use your Quirk properly.”

And Pulled.

“You have been a strong opponent but it is time to reclaim what is mine… Where…  Where is it?”

“You played yourself you fool, your brother’s Quirk is not to give stored SuperPowers, is a power that passes itself to someone else. ”

Until there was only one Quirk left.

“Are you happy now? All that is left it's One For All.”

Izuku let go of First’s head and stopped imitating his father. “Yep, now I can pass you on to dad.”

His uncle took quite some time to process what Izuku just said. “What.”

Izuku shrugged. “I saw you confuse me with dad so I’ve played along.”

“... What.”

Izuku made First tangible again and stretched his hand for a handshake. “Izuku Midoriya or I guess Akatani, Hisashi Akatani’s son and your nephew.”

His uncle ignored Izuku’s hand. “Brother, what’s the meaning of this?”

Izuku sighed. “Okay, so you don’t believe me. I guess you’re going to do it when you see him.”

Izuku thought about waking up and everything around him turned dark once more.

As Izuku tried to wake up his eyelids were fighting against it, whatever damage was done to the body really exhausted Izuku. 

When he took in his surroundings he realized that his dad was next to him with his arms crossed. “... Morning dad.”

“You’re grounded until you reach my age.” There was no hint of humor in his voice.

“Won’t I die until then?”

“That can be arranged now, can't it?” Yeah, he definitely knows everything.

“... What was your brother’s name?”

“Izuku, do not change the subject. You forcefully activated your Quirk Factor without taking into consideration that your brain might not handle one, especially All for One. You might have gone brain dead if you wouldn't have inherited my genetic durability.”

“... But I'm not brain dead.” Utter, complete silence. “So… your brother’s name was?”

“Yoichi. Why are you interested in it?”

“Would you like to talk with him?”

A familiar silence as the one in the Void was repeated. “What.”

Izuku stretched his hand for a handshake. “Let’s see if our Quirks can interact with each other.”

Unlike Uncle Yoichi, dad went for the handshake as he activated his own All for One, the moment their palms fully touched everything turned dark for the third time.

Izuku was in the Void once more but it was different. There was a wind coming from Izuku’s back but when he looked behind him there was only his Uncle which was extremely confused.

“Where in the-” His dad’s voice was heard from the front. “I am going to guess this is an aspect of your Quirk, Izuku.” When Izuku looked at his dad the scarred tissue over dad’s face was covered with a veil of shadows.

Izuku shrugged. “I guess? Do you feel this wind or is it just me?”

“Probably is a side effect of my Quirk, since it's older and more powerful. I might be passively trying to absorb you and creating this vacuum effect as a result, it would be best not to get closer to each other.”

Izuku nodded as he called forth the Quirks he obtained, his newfound Uncle was of course between them. “Stop fooling around, brother, whatever you want I won't give-” First paled as he saw his real brother. “No, it can't be. Did you really clone yourself as a means to cheat death?!”

“Rude.” Izuku and his dad said in unison, not really helping considering the question.

“Well, Uncle Yoichi, my version of All For One seems to give me some instinctual knowledge about the Quirks I have and I know I am unable to dismantle your Power Transfer from Stockpile so dad would have to do it.”

“So that is what you were planning.” His dad was smiling. “Though, Izuku, what makes you think that I'll return Stockpile to you back to you?”

Izuku smiled back. “Your body cannot handle it. It would take you years if not decades for Stockpile to fully adapt to your body and you do not use Quirks with such long time development.”

His dad laughed. “Very well.” He lifted a hand and First was pulled to his side of the Void. “Did you miss me Yoichi? How was the sensation of being locked inside someone else's body for the last 160 years? The vault must be looking rather cozy right now .”

The younger brother did not speak, he simply glared as the older one put a hand on his forehead and the glow he previously had was fading away, leaving him a ghost but more defined compared to the other holders of One For All.

Stockpile materialized as a yellow flame in dad's other hand and has been pushed to Izuku's side. “Don't worry little brother, I have learned my lesson. I will properly take care of you from now on.” Dad turned back to the darkness of the void and started walking off while mentally pulling his little brother after him. “Oh, and is fairly obvious by now that I won the war.”

Izuku closed his eyes-

-and when he opened them again was in front of his dad who was smiling.

“You figured out that my brother was still in there, how?” 

“One For All Is the opposite of All For One, right? You are immune to other Quirks plaguing your mind so I've thought that One For All does the opposite, it retains aspects of previous holders… when I've emptied One For All I've heard the last words of each holder…” Izuku finished on a darker note. 

“... You've emptied it of what?”

“Quirks and Vestiges. It seems that another difference is that One For All takes these aspects of a person and stores them in these vestiges that come as one package deal with the Quirks.” Izuku clenches his fist and activates what he assumes is the Quirk of the fifth Holder, black tendrils made of energy escape between Izuku's fingers, ready to be used. “The Quirks obey me in their entirety but the Vestiges are obviously pissed off at what I've done.”

“Don't let them get into your head, Izuku.” His dad warned. “I will say that I experienced hearing distant voices in my sleep but nothing to the degree you just described.”

“... Maybe I could… lobotomize them? You were able to pull out Stockpile from Power Transfer, maybe I can try something like that on these Vestiges.”

“We will see what we can do. Now rest.” His dad gently pushed him back in the bed, Izuku didn't resist and simply laid there, slowly falling into normal unconsciousness. “And you're still grounded.”

“Fair.” And so Izuku fell asleep, this time no Void was waiting for him. 

Chapter Text

Yoichi has no clue what's going on. 

He has been in the darkness of his own Quirk ever since Eighth listened to Ninth suggestion about the transfer. One For All was meant to be transferred through touch as the boy suggested but after the fight between All for One and Sixth the man couldn't really use his hands (especially the one that blew up from the excessive power output), so that means of transfer was forgotten. He knew that he was in Ninth but something was blocking him to experience the outside world through his senses.

Then the feeling that something was wrong came and his brother showed up, basically saying that Yoichi was inside All For One.

His brother put his hand on Yoichi's forehead and he felt a part of him be taken away. After being shown the ghost of the Seventh and his brother claiming that he has been stealing Quirks, albeit unintentionally, he continued pulling everything out.

Oh, he hoped that was all to it but then his older brother suddenly changed his mood to a more casual one and claimed that he was not actually Yoichi's older brother but actually Yoichi's nephew. 

Of course, he called him out on the bullshit but it seems his 'nephew' had a way to prove he was telling the truth. 

That brings them to now. 

“Did you miss me Yoichi? How was the sensation of being locked inside someone else's body for the last 160 years? The vault must be looking rather cozy right now.” The devil smiled at him. “Don't worry little brother, I have learned my lesson. I will properly take care of you from now on.” Hisashi mocked as he was dragging Yoichi inside his Quirk. “Oh, and is fairly obvious by now that I won the war.”

Yoichi was engulfed by the darkness and he felt his very existence disappear. 

Tenko thought he was out of the stress zone after Izuku decided to revamp the criminal organization into something more public friendly but it turns out that even after six years, having Izuku in proximity still complicates things beyond precedent.

Why might you ask? An hour ago Tenko, Oboro, and Sensei were called to the Nomu Lab because Izuku tried playing God and succeeded.

Now Izuku woke up and was speaking with Sensei while they were waiting at the door.

“I still cannot believe that Izuku has an All For One. Who goes from Quirkless for fourteen years then obtains the Strongest Quirk there is, only to use it as a means to give themselves the most Powerful Quirk there is?” Tenko sometimes wonders if he lives in a simulation but after the last 24 hours, it seems he is instead in some shitty fanfiction.

“Izuku seems to be the one to achieve such feats...” Boro commented as he was reading a  cooking book, as it would help after 15 years of failure in the culinary department. “Though I must agree it sounds absolutely insane and no one would believe us if we were to share this information.”

Tenko sighed. “Just… for how long has he planned this shit? Someone doesn't just waltz into a business meeting with All for One without a plan and Izuku being Izuku must have had at least a dozen.”

“It makes you think that deep down he was aware of his father's nature.” Boro said and Tenko couldn't disagree on this one. 

Tenko himself had his suspicions well before it was revealed to him about the identity of All for One, the man that accidentally made his grandmother give up on her son to go on a suicide mission.

As much as Tenko wanted to hate All for One and Nana Shimura he just couldn't. Both of them thought that their paths were the right ones so there was no going back.

Though the same thing cannot be said about Kato Shimura and the family he adopted. 

Kato Shimura was filled with rage for his abandonment and decided to take it out on Tenko for simply liking Heroes and daydreaming about a Quirk, Tenko didn't even really think about becoming a Hero but that was seemingly enough for his father to see him as the second coming of Nana Shimura and take care of it before it even started, everything happening while Tenko’s mother and grandparents stood to the side.

He still remembers that horrible day when he was playing with the family dog -he still feels guilty for forgetting the name of the pet- how he was playing catch with it when the feeling in his hands like has just been electrocuted.

He still wonders how his life would have been if the dog would have brought back the ball before his dad showed up. Maybe the ball would have Decayed then and there and Tenko would have been aware of his Quirk's properties.

Hana and the rest of the family might have been alive today if his father wasn't the 1# Child Beater.

“Tenko, your gloves…” Boro spoke and brought Tenko back to reality. 

He looked at his hands and his three fingers artist gloves were gone, only some dust particles remained on his hands as the rest were on the floor. “Crap, I must have sent another pulse.”

“... Just don't forget we are here for you if you need to talk.”

“I'm fine…  just old memories resurfacing.” Tenko carefully pulled the second pair of gloves from his back pocket and put them on. 

Boro stood silent before returning to his reading, he knows that Tenko's childhood is still a sore spot even if Tenko's close to twenty years old.

At least Tenko worked through his problems instead of releasing his frustration on the people around him.

Sensei left the room Izuku was in and entered the hallway. “He will be fine, he gave us a scare but everything seems to be normal… though you never know if some complications might occur so I'll keep him under my sight.”

“Should I inform young Himiko about this?” Boro asked.

“It will not be necessary, now that Izuku is aware of my location and activities he will simply be present while I'm tutoring Himiko tomorrow and will learn about his recklessness that way.”

“Very well sir.” The Warper said through a stifled laugh, making Tenko feel like he has missed something. 

When Izuku woke up his dad was still to the side of the bed. “Morning.”

“Morning Izuku, you will stay all day with me, I still need to make sure you don’t become a vegetable after your eleven hours of sleep.”

Izuku grimaced at the last statement. “That long?” His dad nodded. “... So what am I going to do today?”

“Well, after you change into some more comfortable clothes,” Dad reached right to the bed and raised a bag that he put on Izuku’s lap. “You are going to stay in my sight while I tutor Himiko.”

He yawned. “M’kay, gonna change in a minute.”

Dad got up from his chair and headed to the door only briefly to stop. “Oh, and don’t inspect the Quirks you have just yet, I need to teach you something related to their activation.”

“... Fine.” Izuku begrudgingly complied. 

It was almost 8 am and Himiko was waiting in the living room for Midoriya-san to show up for the lessons.

Tenko was in his workshop making some sort of armor out of the same materials he used for those Retribution Gauntlets, and Oboro was gone delivering some medical equipment across Japan.

One of Oboro’s Warp Gates opened and Midoriya-san stepped out of it and to Himiko’s surprise, Izuku was right behind him holding some notebooks.

“Good morning Himiko.” Midoriya-san greeted. “Izuku will be present during the time tutoring because I cannot trust him to not do something reckless after an incident last evening.”

“Um, good morning Midoriya-san, morning Izuku.” Himiko waved at the boy. “What did Izuku do exactly?”

“Well, you see Izuku decided to tempt fate and basically ‘inject’ himself with something equal to Trigger, even though he achieved what he wanted he put himself at the risk of going brain dead.” Midoriya-san made sure to enunciate very clearly the last five words.

“What?!” Himiko got closer to Izuku in an attempt of inspecting him even though she knew there would be no exterior damage. “Are you fine? Are you in pain?-”

Izuku got Himiko in a hug. “I’m fine you have nothing to wor-”

Himiko started poking Izuku in the ribs. “You don’t tell me not to worry about, one of the first things you went on a tangent about was Trigger and how dangerous it is. ”

Izuku pulled out of the hug. “Ouch ouch ouch, I’m sorry but I had to do it.”

“Oh, yeah? And what was this thing so important to risk your brain being mush?!”

“I activated my Quirk factor, I now have All For One.”

Himiko froze as the nave of the Quirk echoed inside her head. “You can take and give Quirks?” Izuku nodded and Himiko remembered their discussion on the beach.

“Could he take my Quirk as well?” 

“Himichan, there’s nothing wrong with your Quirk, why would you want that?”

“I now know that my Quirk isn’t Evil, the last two months of counseling helped me but...”

“But there’s still that nagging feeling in the back of your mind it would have been better without it... Perhaps dad could take it for a bit to see how you feel and give it back.”

“Do you think he will do that?”

“I don’t see why not.”

She looked at Izuku, most likely he wanted to that from the moment he found out his dad was All for One, if not sooner. Himiko was likely the last push on making that decision.

Himiko went and hugged him as tightly as she could. “ You meanie! don’t do anything that reckless ever again.” She felt her eyes get watery.

Izuku hugged back. “I promise, Hinichan.” They stood like that for a little while before Midoriya-san started speaking and reminding them they were not alone.

“As much as I would like for you two to enjoy this moment -and me to take a few hundred photos- we have work to do and punishments to be given.” Midoriya-san started smiling, showing all his teeth as he pulled a photo album out of thin air. “After I finish tutoring you, Himiko, I will show you this album with pictures of Izuku as a baby.”

“You’re evil.” She said without really thinking about it, Izuku also turned pale at the news.

“ Daaad, anything but that!” The desperation was clear in his voice.

“Well, Izuku, how better to celebrate that you’re alive and well after your stunt if not by cherishing memories of you?” Midoriya-san’s smile grew even wider and Himiko wondered if this could be called psychological warfare.

Dad really wanted to torture Izuku. 

He could very easily do the lessons with Himiko and then pull out the photo album but nooo, he wanted to give Izuku an extreme sense of dread as the album was standing on the coffee table right next to Himiko's books and notebooks. 

She was also inching towards her reward for when they were finishing the tutoring, clearly curious about how Izuku looked like a baby.

“Please kill me.” Izuku groaned. 

“Maybe after you learn how to use your Quirk.” Dad casually said as he gestured for Izuku and Himiko to sit on the couch behind the coffee table. “This is the first time I actually need to explain my Quirk from start to finish so if you have any questions feel free to ask them.

All For One is at the base of a Mutant type Quirk that allows me to 'read' to store and use any Quirk at my disposal. The extraction and insertion of Quirks are considered an Emitter. 

The hole in my hand is a sensory organ of sorts, whenever I take a Quirk that set of genes is actually destroyed from the person's body and this organ 'reads' what is destroyed and 'writes' the Quirk inside me, the opposite is happening when I give a Quirk. 

I have theorized long ago that if a had an offspring they might be able to 'read' the Quirk without actually destroying it but it seems that I was either wrong or Izuku's Quirk is not much different than mine.”

Himiko raised her hand. “Does that mean that you could have copied Quirks?”

“Yes Himiko, that is the summary of it and that is actually how I achieved Quirk Duplication through the means of a third party. There have been Quirks that Imitate other Quirks since the beginning. I have one of that kind but it is quite hard to use. 

This brings us to the next 'Chapter'. Quirk usage:

I do not need to know how a Quirk works to take it. There is also the fact that I have so many Quirks that I cannot keep track of all of them. I have made notes on every Quirk that I own and I keep that knowledge in a digital format. 

There are two ways for me to activate a Quirk. I can do it manually, as in I reach deep inside me and press the on and off button. Or Instinctively, when I concentrate hard enough a Quirk that could assist me with my task will automatically activate for me to achieve the task, and then automatically deactivate when it is finished.

To put it in an example, if I want to lift a glass of water without actually touching it, a Telekinetic Quirk will activate to assist me but if I specifically want the water in the glass to be lifted then a Hydrokinetic Quirk will activate. I also want to add that being able to use a Quirk doesn't equal being good at it, if a Quirk takes skill to use then I need to take my sweet time to learn it.

Then comes the most complex aspect of my Quirk: Quirk Alteration and Combinations of Quirks.

I cannot simply activate two Quirks at once and expect them to work as one, no, I need to combine the Quirks, either permanently or temporarily, for them to work like one. This task takes a lot of concentration and effort that I mostly lost due to my injury and Izuku lacks considering he just got his. Thankfully for Izuku, this aspect of the Quirk is the easiest to use once you get the hang of it.

Quirk Alteration is another tricky but wonderful aspect of my Quirk but that got hindered by my injury. I can alter a Quirk I have or I come in contact to some extent, I can basically extend the capabilities of any Quirk but I think examples would be the best to go around explaining it.

Let's say there is a Quirk that makes the person's fingers extremely flexible, no amount of training would result in the rest of the body achieving that flexibility but I can grant it by altering the Quirk.”

“Would that work to also activate dormant aspects of a Quirk?” Izuku interjected, briefly glancing at Himiko.

His dad gave a warm smile but because he lacked the rest of the face it wasn't a really nice sight. Izuku will get back on Yagi for what he has done. “Yes, it is actually easier than what I have previously described. If Himiko feels comfortable enough.”

Himiko looked at Izuku. “You want to see if you can make me use the Quirks I copy?”

“Yes… You want to try?”

Himiko stood silent for a moment before smiling. “Sure, I trust you Izuku.”

Izuku looked at his dad. “Well… How do I do it?”

“I usually hold the person’s hand with both of mine and start looking inside their Quirk, ‘Pushing’ what seems to not be set in stone.”

Himiko stretched her hand hesitantly and Izuku firmly held it with both of his hands. He activated All For One and no Void appeared this time to Izuku’s surprise but he still felt Himiko’s quirk. He Pushed as his dad instructed and red bio-electricity started appearing around Himiko, dad said nothing at its appearance so he continued.

He felt entering the Quirk and Himiko’s eyes widened, clearly feeling his presence inside… Izuku tried his hardest to not think of the implications but that didn’t stop either of them from turning red. Izuku felt every aspect of the Quirk, he couldn’t describe what the aspects can do but he kept pushing until it didn’t feel like he could.

Izuku exited the Quirk and sensed it from outside, it was definitely more... complex(?) from before… “There is something else in here, outside the Quirk I mean.”

“Oh?” Dad’s interest seems to have peaked. “I did not feel anything else when I probed it.”

Izuku looked at Himiko. “Are you okay?”

Himiko nodded. “Yeah… You… can you look at that as well?” She averted her gaze.

“... Sure.” Izuku gave her an awkward smile before inspecting the other thing.

When he entered this thing it felt something similar to the aspects of a Quirk, it felt different when he pushed but it was able to do it just like he did to Imitate. He left the thing and inspected it, whatever it was it was very different from Imitate.

Izuku deactivated All For One and the bio-electricity around Himiko disappeared. “I think I’m done?”

“I feel dizzy.” Himiko started rubbing her eyes. “And is it just me or Tenko got way louder in his workshop?”

“Dizziness and Enhanced hearing… ” Dad muttered as he got next to her. “Himiko, I will use a Pain Numbing Quirk to lessen your dizziness and I will inspect what Izuku has done.” Dad placed his hand on Himiko's head, she seemed to be fine if it wasn't for the weird glances she was throwing around the room. Red bio-electricity appeared once more around Himiko and dad's mouth was gaping, Izuku couldn't make out what expression he was making without the rest of his face.

Then his dad started laughing, if it wasn't for his deep voice you could have confused it with a child giggling. “Izuku, not in a million years would have I expected for this to happen.”

“What happened?” Himiko asked. 

“You know that you had those feline mutations? Well, Izuku made them into a full-blown Mutant Quirk.” Dad let go of Himiko and the electricity disappeared. “You are the first person to have a Quirk awakening while already having one.”

The implications hit Izuku in the face. “I can safely awaken the Quirks inside people?!” But that was exactly what Izuku did the day before using Stockpile.

“You used a Quirk to awaken a Quirk that can awaken other Quirks.” Dad summarized the absurdity of the situation. “You can basically go to someone Quirkless and awaken the Quirk they were supposed to have, is just like Stockpile but safe. I wonder if Stockpile being present in your body is responsible for it.”

“Yay, I have a Quirk that might give me an obsession over catnip. Can any of you tell me why my eyes feel weird?! ” Himiko accidentally let out a cat-like hiss and covered her mouth with her palm. “I won’t have an obsession for catnip, right? I already have one for blood.”

To Himiko’s relief, that seemed to have killed the mood of the excitable father and son duo. “Well, young Himiko, felines have a liking to catnip but they can live well without it. I can almost guarantee that even if you will find a new liking to the plant you will not be obsessed with it.” Midoriya-san explained. “Now let’s see how ‘Feline’ affected your eyes.” And the excitement from the two started floating in the air once more.

“Oh, your pupils stopped being frozen into slits.” Izuku said, vibrating with excitement. “They keep dilating and contracting, probably trying to adapt. In cats, contracted pupils into slits mean that they are feeling angry or threatened and diluted ones mean happy or excited. Yours right now are mostly diluted, and are rather cute.” Izuku froze at his own comment and Himiko felt the need to hide her face.

“You’re saying people will be able to see if I’m angry or happy by my eyes?”

“Yes, for a few days until your body fully adapts.” Midoriya-san interjected. “You don’t have to worry about people using your Quirk against you, you’ll adapt to it in no time at all.”

Himiko nodded before looking at Izuku. “Do you want to take Imitate?”

Izuku’s excitement and smile were gone. “Are… are you sure? You didn’t even test the ‘new’ version.”

“You can test it for me.” She smiled at Izuku. “Plus, I need to figure out this Feline Quirk.” Himiko stretched her hand and Izuku was the one hesitant this time.

She felt the weird electricity bounce around her again and then the presence of Imitate was gone, leaving Feline alone with Himiko. “Could… could I taste some of your blood?” She nodded before going to a cabinet in the room and pulling a needle out of a drawer. She stung her index finger and stretched her hand to Izuku.

He wiped the blood off her finger and licked it.

“Okay… I am sure I doubled your time per blood consumed and I feel both the transformation and the Quirk inside me, both completely different things but I cannot activate either of them.” Izuku inspected Imitate inside himself, he didn't need to enter the Void to know the new light was glowing a crimson red… Imitate was also somewhat similar to One For All…

“Oh, I forgot. The counselor said that if I ever evolve my Quirk I wouldn’t be able to use augmenting Quirks if the person is smaller than me, the goo cannot grow a pair of eyes to replace mine. Sorry.” Himiko started to rub the back of her neck. “Though they said that Emitter and  maybe Transformation is good to go.”

He let out a hum. Imitate really felt like OFA… Izuku reached inside the Imitate, no voices were heard but he could definitely feel a copy of Feline inside. Feeling that he has only 30 seconds until the blood loses its effect, Izuku pulls out the Quirk just like he did yesterday with the other. 

To Izuku’s surprise, Feline didn’t disintegrate the moment it left Imitate as he expected, it stood on its own as the original did inside Himiko. “Interesting.”

“May you enlighten us about what is interesting, Izuku?” Dad commented, clearly interested in Izuku’s find.

Izuku smiled. “I could tell you or… ” He closed his eyes and activated Feline, a powerful dizziness hit him, unlike the mild one he experienced with Super Regeneration and Shock Absorption. “I could show you.” Izuku opened his eyes, taking in the surprise from Himiko and the broad smile from dad.

“Would you look at that, you have had All for One For less than seven hours of consciousness and you already have the means to Duplicate Quirks.” Dad started laughing like a stereotypical Super-Villain and Izuku was tempted to join in.

Himiko got close to Izuku, looking him straight into his eyes. “You really have...” Izuku nodded and she continued staring in awe. 

“Well now that Himiko’s lessons are finished for today Izuku basically has infinite Quirks because of our last two discoveries… I think it is the right time to look at that photo album.”

Himiko turned around without any hesitation and got next to Izuku's dad, Izuku felt a lump inside his throat as his dad opened the photo album. 

After Tenko was chewed out for his lack of a Villain costume he was basically ordered by Izuku to make one that will cover from head to toe and resist All Might’s punches. So for the last two days, Tenko has been using the blueprints for the Retribution Gauntlets to make complete body armor for himself, the only distraction was hearing Sensei's Evil laughter twenty minutes prior.

Then the door of his workshop was heard opening behind him. “Tenko-nii, dad has shown all the baby photos of me to Himiko as punishment for Giving me All for One, please kill me .”

Tenko snorted at the comment, the last time Izuku called him ‘big brother’ was before Sensei's injury. “Well maybe next time you don’t do something so...” Tenko turned and was met with a pair of feline emerald pupils similar to Himiko’s. “Reckless. '' he blinked once and the cat eyes didn’t go away. “What the hell did you do?”

Izuku tilted his head in confusion before seemingly realizing what Tenko was talking about. “Oh, my eyes? I have managed to transform Himichan’s feline mutations into a Feline Quirk.”

“Okay… so Himiko has normal eyes now?”

“Nope, what I have now is a duplicate.”

“But for The Doctor to duplicate a Quirk it needs to be stored and processed in the Nomu Lab which takes four hours.”

“I have used Himichan’s Imitate to duplicate the Quirk.” Izuku explained and Tenko felt the need for an aspirin. “I also came here for some of your blood.”

“I ain’t giving you my blood without something in return.” He said half-jokingly.

“How about Nana Shimura’s Float? It was stored inside One For All.” Izuku said as a broad smile grew on his face and Tenko got fully invested in the trade.

“You really have it?” Izuku nodded and Tenko stretched his hand for a handshake. “Deal.” 

Instead of Izuku going for the handshake he instead stung Tenko with a needle, making him curse. “Decay first, grandma Nana second.” Izuku licked the blood off the needle and after a moment of silence picked up a screwdriver with five fingers, it was dust the next second. “Now that I unironically call myself The God of Destruction.” Izuku turned back to him. “Is time for you to destroy as a means to claim your Quirk.” Before Tenko could even ask what the fuck that meant Izuku placed his hand on his forehead-

-And he woke up in an abyss.

“Okay… Why now and not before?” Izuku was heard from the side and Tenko turned to him. “With Himichan I simply pulled or pushed the Quirk, is it related to blood connections? If yes, then after I no longer have Float I could take Decay without this happening?”

“Izuku, you’re muttering again, where are we, and why is your hair white?”

“My hair is white?” Izuku asked surprised and Tenko finally observed the shadowy figure kneeling next to him. “Maybe it's some effect of All for One, I wonder if my hair would turn white in the real world as well.”

Tenko groaned. “Where are we and what is that shadow?”

“Oops, sorry. We are inside my Quirk, or at least the entrance and exit point for the Quirks, and this is Float. One For All extracted more than I and dad do so I wanted to run an experiment.” Izuku gestured for Tenko to get closer and he obliged. “I want you to take Float from here.”

Tenko raised an eyebrow. “Me? To take a Quirk?”

Izuku shrugged. “I want you to put all five fingers on the Vestige and try to destroy it.” The shadow moved briefly at the news but stopped the second Izuku gazed at it.

Tenko crouched on one knee in front of the shadow, its silhouette being the same as in the photo Sensei went and recovered from Tenko’s old house. “Hello, grandmother.”

The shadow which seemed to have some sentience looked Tenko in the eyes, he could swear it looked surprised even though it only had a pair of glowing eyes as features.

“Father was a huge piece of shit because you left him, he decided to take his frustration on me.”

“Huh, it seems to have enough sentience to show -or I guess radiate- emotion.” Izuku idly commented as Tenko felt the sorrow of the shadow reach him.

He took a deep breath. “At the age of five, my Quirk manifested and killed my whole family in the process.” The sorrow hit harder and horror started to creep in. “All for One found me alone on the streets and put me in the care of someone akin to an older brother, someone that I consider as family.” The previous emotions were swept by a wave of confusion. “I don’t think I need to tell you good people do bad things if given a reason.” All the emotions of the shadow dulled. “This is the end of your story, goodbye grandmother.”

Tenko put his right hand on his grandmother’s neck and squeezed, the cracks of Decay somehow manifesting as light on her shapeless shadowy body. Once the body was riddled with enough cracks the silhouette exploded and a white light was now hovering where her head was.

Tenko looked at the light for a moment before he grabbed it with the same hand he used to destroy the remains of the previous owner.

Everything went dark-

-And he was back in his chair with Izuku standing in front of him.

“Float settled inside you without any complications, this also proves to me that after I destroy the vestiges I can use the Quirks of the previous holders without risking sabotage.”

“And what does that have to do with me?” Tenko asked, he was a bit disoriented from the whole 'you're in another world now' thing.

Izuku smiled. “It doesn't. I knew you always wanted a way to simply detach from anything solid due to your Quirk and Float was the only Quirk who wouldn't have had adverse effects on your health because it's a Quirk from your family three.” Then Izuku turned and left without saying another word.

Tenko stood in silence for a little while before activating Float, the Quirk could elevate him up to 30 meters but for now, he was using it to levitate only a few centimeters off the ground and chair.

When he turned off the Quirk he was smiling.

Decay cannot destroy what it doesn’t touch.

Izuku returned to the living room where dad was still telling the stories behind each picture taken, if that's the byproduct of a Quirk Izuku is going to get a copy.

“I'm back.” He announced but was ignored in the favor of the photo album.

Izuku activated Black Whip but didn't even manage to aim the Quirk to snatch the album because Banjo turned it off from inside. 'You won't get used to my Quirk, spawn of Devil.' was heard from deep within.

Izuku grinned in the real world, knowing that it will linger inside his Quirk. 'Don't worry Banjo, I fully intend to make it mine. Oh, just so you know Shimura is gone.' He deactivated the Quirk before the previous holder could come with a snarky response. 

Izuku opened Notebook 18, he needed a name for his Quirk when he was going to register it. Considering the ability to upgrade and create Quirks to some extent, only one name is fitting to replace All For One.

Izuku Midoriya

Quirk: Quirksmith

Chapter Text

While dad and Himiko were still looking at the pictures of him when he was a baby, Izuku started reminiscing about his life before the All Might vs All for One fight.

Hisashi Midoriya was an odd man without needing to add the identity of All for One. Because his business was in America he was required to work all night at his laptop and over the phone, going to sleep during the day after he walked Izuku to school.

Izuku grimaces at the memories of the nine-year-old himself entering his parent's room to tell dad he came home. Surprisingly, dad was never mad or even upset that he was woken up by Izuku six or seven hours in his sleep. Dad simply smiled at Izuku and after ruffling his hair, got up from the bed and made him lunch while asking him how his day went.

He also remembers how dad helped him with his homework and ended up going on tangents and facts that ended up being the so-called lessons. Something that Izuku learned at school was expanded by his dad to lengths that no teacher could even dream of achieving… Izuku guesses this is why everyone calls his dad, ‘Sensei’.

“I am afraid that these are the only pictures of Izuku as a baby, unfortunately, a bit before the time Izuku turned four I’ve had to go to America to solve some problems related to my company. I hope that you will use the stories shared to blackmail him out of doing anything stupid.”

Izuku groaned while Himiko snorted and five ghosts seemed to be pleased inside Quirksmith. He could very well put the damned Sentient Quirks into Sensory Deprivation, let them go insane, and break their will that way but that would be too cruel. Izuku lets them speak to each other and if it isn’t something intimate, gives them information about the outside world through his senses.

“If you two are done I think we should register my true Quirk and Himiko’s Fineline.”

“Yes, I should message Oboro to get you two to the Doctor and do just that.” Dad pulled out his phone but Izuku spoke before he could start typing.

“Uhm, Dad, when we were inside the Quirk how did I look? When I gave Float to Tenko the whole Void thing happened again and he said that my hair was white.”

“I saw that as well but I've thought nothing of it because my hair was black before my Quirk awakened.”

“Wait, what? ” 

Dad simply shrugged. “All for One puts a special type of stress on the body, your hair will likely grow snow-white as mine did.” He rubbed his chin. “If I remember correctly Tenko said something about a barbershop a few streets away that every staff member is licensed for Quirk usage in their workplace, maybe you two should visit the place.”

Himiko was excited about the prospect of a new haircut so Izuku started searching on HeroMaps for any nearby barbershops. “Found it, it’s a ten-minute walk from here.”

“Then I won’t detain you any longer, when Oboro will finish with all his work he’ll go and solve it by himself. Have fun you two.”

“This is the place?” Himiko restlessly asked Izuku.

“One second and… Yep, this is it. Roze’s Passion barbershop and nail salon, owned by Bara Rabusōn (薔薇。ラブソーン).”

“Wait, it's also a nail salon?”

“That's what it says on their website, the prices are quite high but the quality of their services seems to be on the same level,” Izuku said as he kept browsing through reviews. 

“What is your favorite color?” 

Izuku looked at her, probably already seeing what's to come. “... Red.”

Himiko fake pouted. “You're not saying it because it is my favorite, are you?” 

“You do realize that I wear the most eye-catching pair of red shoes for a reason, right?” Izuku pointed to his shoes and Himiko was wondering how did she miss that eyesore for four months straight. 

“Well ignoring that crime against fashion, we are going to get our hair and nails done.” She smiled as she grabbed Izuku's hand and dragged him inside the salon. 

“Welcome to the Roze Salon, how may I help you.” The cashier greeted them from the counter.

“Good afternoon.” Izuku greeted the cashier back. “On the Salon’s website says that we must book an appointment but we are new around here and we were wondering if we could do our hair-”

“And nails,” Himiko interjected.

Izuku sighed. “ And nails, right now.”

The cashier cursed under her breath and looked at the phone. “Sorry for the confusion, the website is not up to date. We have been accepting on-the-spot appointments for the last four months. That ‘Moonfish’ bastard hasn’t been caught yet and this area of the city is a ghost town, it really messes with the business.”

“Well, as long as the employee with the Accelerated Hair Growing Quirk that is listed on the website is still working here you got yourselves, two customers.” Izuku smiled and the cashier smiled back. 

“Yes, outside the person that is doing the nails, every single person on the website still works here and has their Quirk license.”

“Does this mean you don’t do nails anymore?” Himiko asked with disappointment, she really wanted to see Izuku with red nails.

“Oh, we do, it’s just that the moment the previous person quit when the business started going down. Give me a moment to call the rest.” The cashier got up and headed to a door to the side, presumably the staff room. “Magne! Zuma! We have customers!” She shouted before turning back to them and smiled. “They’ll be here in a minute.”

She went to sit at the counter like before and two people came out the door she previously was at. 

Not even a minute later two people entered through the previously mentioned door. “Welcome and sorry for the wait.” A woman around 170 cm tall with brown, long, and curly hair, and orange eyes said to them. “Since the whole cannibal roaming the streets, we tend to only have customers in the morning.”

The other person shook their head. “Zuma, if you keep saying that we’ll lose all the clients .” They said in a tired tone, they were well built, over 180 cm tall, with short, red hair, and wearing sunglasses. “Hello kids, I’m Kenji Hikiishi but people call me Magne or Big Sis.”

‘Zuma’ pouted at  Magne. “We wouldn’t lose any clients if the cops and Heroes would find that prick. When there’s someone eating people for four months straight, is kind of hard to have clients when people are afraid to leave their homes.”

“I would suggest you don’t talk crap about that man… ” Izuku eyed the door and the windows of the salon. “... He has a rather good hearing.”

“Do we want to know how you know that?” The cashier asked worriedly.

“The first time he was caught it was in Mustafu, rather close to my house… and I am sure he was hovering around the children’s playgrounds.”

“Wasn’t that six or seven years ago?” Magne asked. “... How old are you.”

“... Fourteen.” There was a silence all around them, Izuku was still eyeing the door, presumably expecting a MoonFish to appear and come take a bite out of them. “... I think we should all do what we came here to do.”

Magne ended up doing the nails of the Midoriya kid while Zuma was using her Hair Manipulation to make Toga-chan's hair. 

“So your girlfriend roped you into making your nails?”

The kid absently nodded as he kept eyeing the windows and completely ignoring Magne's teasing.

“What are the chances of you stumbling in that MoonFish guy twice in your life?” 

“Higher than you might expect…” Midoriya muttered under his breath. “I have a record of being a trouble magnet, if I don't stumble into something bad then that something will stumble in me.”

Magne snorted. “By how confident you looked before MoonFish was mentioned, I wouldn't have guessed you're someone superstitious.”

“Isn't that ironic coming from you?” Midoriya casually said and Magne's smile dropped while her body tensed up. “Miss Hikiishi, we are living in a world where the laws of physics are bent or broken every second by multiple people around the world. Obtaining information on who would have been the victim of MoonFish before being caught is as easy to Google as the identity and past activities of someone.” The boy raised his phone to show Magne a news article about her. “You of all people should know that there are cases where people are… magnetically attracted to trouble.” The boy let down his phone and turned to eye every accessible entrance and exit. “I won't ever mention this subject ever again if you don't mention MoonFish around me.”

Magne looked at the kid, wondering what the hell did he go through to be so thorough in keeping an eye out for any possible threats. She didn't mention that man for the rest of the time doing her job, she just made some jokes and the boy seemed to loosen up a bit.

And as for the troubling comment, it is fairly obvious that Midoriya had to deal with his own demons just like Magne had to deal with bigots.

“So how does your Hair Manipulation work.” Izuku asked Zuma. 

“Well it allows me to accelerate the growth of someone's hair at the expense of their stamina and I can control any hair in a one-meter radius.”

Izuku eyed Zuma. “Are you sure you can grow and control only hair? It sounds like a minor Chaetokinesis Quirk, if trained you could change the structure of someone's grown hair.”

Zuma blinked bemused at Izuku. “Sorry kid but I've never been able to do anything outside weaving someone's hair with it.”

Izuku felt… something. It was like it itches under his skin. How many people did he tell already that they could do much more with their Quirk if they tried to think outside the box? “... Very well. My Quirk… suffered a mutation recently and it seems it should make my hair grow white from this point on. Could you grow it a bit to say if this is the case then cut the green hair?” He said, trying to distract himself from that feeling.

Zuma shrugged. “Okay kid, I'll see what I can do.” She put her hand in Izuku's hair and muttered something about how soft it is, a moment later he felt his scalp act weird, presumably Hair Manipulation doing its thing. “Yep, the hair that it grows is white.”

“Good.” He said off-handedly.

Why was he feeling like that? Is this Izuku feeling he knows better about the Quirk than the holder or is it a desire to take the power for himself? Maybe both? 

He reached inside Quirksmith and took hold of Imitate. He isn't going to use it and take Zuma's blood but simply holding it felt like Himiko's presence, an imprint of sorts reflecting the nature of the previous holder.

… He should give Imitate back to Himiko, he doesn't want to find out if keeping a Quirk for too long would have a psychological effect on himself or the Quirk. 

“That should be all.” Zuma said and Izuku was brought back from inside his mind and Quirk. 

He looked at the mirror in front of him and was met with the image of dad. “What the hell?!” Izuku frowned and the image did the same. 

“Is there something wrong?!” Zuma said worriedly.

“Uhm… No, you did just what I asked for, it's just that I look more like my dad than I imagined.” Now with the short hair and with more muscle mass from his training, Izuku looks like a slimmer and de-aged version of dad.

Zuma sighed in relief before letting out a laugh. “Well, I must say that your girlfriend is lucky to get someone who manages to look both cute and hot.”

Izuku nodded as he saw in the mirror that a blush appeared on his cheeks. “Thank you, Zuma-San.” and of course Izuku's voice cracked when he spoke. 

He got up from the chair and headed to the counter. “Hey kid, you look good.”

“Thank you.” Izuku said as he handed the credit card. “Is there a place where I can sit while I wait for my friend?” 

The cashier pointed to the side of the counter where four chairs were placed just outside of view. “So is the girl your girlfriend or something?” She asked as he handed the credit card back to Izuku.

“People usually exchange their names before doing business, let alone talking about personal stuff.” He casually deflected as he moved to the row of chairs and took a seat.

“I'm Bara Rabusōn, the owner of the Salon.” She said while frowning slightly. “Magne said you looked her up, you don't seem to be someone to judge someone by their looks.”

Izuku picked up what she was hinting at. “If she took my comments as an insult I will apologize the moment she is done with Himichan. Me looking up information about her is just a habit of mine, I tend to do my homework on every subject and the reason I even looked up her name is because of your Website not being up to date.”

“Nah, she said that you didn't mean anything by it.” Rabusōn looked at a clock hanging over the entrance door. “Past 5 pm. We are closing right after they are done with the nails so if you are so scared of this MoonFish, Magne could walk with you two close to your homes.”

Izuku would have said 'yes' if they wouldn't be going away from the residential area and Magne would have to walk back alone. “I will have to deny that offer, we are heading quite far and it would not set well with neither me nor Himichan that Magne would be on her own right after.”

As he finished talking, Himiko stepped into the room. “ Izuku~, Big Sis Magne finished my nails.” She proceeded to show her hands up close to Izuku's face, the nails were the same color as Izuku's. “We match.”

Izuku smiled and chuckled. “Yes, I guess we do.” He lifted his hands to show off his own nails.

“Your hair also looks cute.” She stretched out her hand and patted Izuku on the head, he will never say it but he actually likes it when someone plays with his hair.

“Thank you, yours looks good too.” He said as he looked at the hair braided in a French-style tail or something similar. 

It should be fairly obvious from the T-shirts he owns imprinted with the most random words or ancient memes that Izuku doesn't give a crap about how he looks but if it makes Himiko happy, then he's happy.

Much to Izuku's silent dismay, Himiko ended up chatting with the Salon's staff while they were locking up for the day.

“Bye kids and be careful! ” Magne said while waving at them.

“We will, thank you for everything!” Himiko waved back and Izuku waved with her before they started walking in the other direction.

“So… you had fun?” Izuku asked as he firmly grabbed Himiko’s hand and activated Feline, you cannot be too safe in these areas.

“Yep.” She said spring in her step was clearly felt while holding her arm. “I ended up talking with Big Sis a lot, she had problems with the law as well.”

“Yep, some nasty framing by some bigots from what I’ve read.” Himiko curiously looked at him. “What? She gave us her name, of course, I was going to look it up.”

She nodded before leaning on him. “Who is this MoonFish guy? It’s the first time I saw you so stressed.”

Izuku tightened his grip. “... Dad told me as a child that Villains appear for two reasons. The first is because of unstable Quirks, people cannot handle theirs and end up going against the law to satisfy their Quirk’s needs.” Himiko’s grip tightened as well, deep inside she must know that the blood obtained from the assaults wouldn’t have satisfied Imitate. “The other reason is because of unstable holders, people that go against the law to satisfy their own twisted needs. ” Izuku sighed. “The latter is the one which blood lusted murders like Muscular and MoonFish are part of, it’s impossible to help someone that enjoys someone else’s suffering.”

Himiko hummed as they continued walking.

Halfway on their way to the Mistery Bar, both Izuku and Himiko heard a scream from the distance because of Feline. The scream was the one of a child.

Izuku looked at Himiko and she gave an understanding nod. He activated StockPile-

-and his entire body started hurting as a glowing silhouette started flashing in front of Izuku’s eyes. The face of the silhouette was of Yagi’s. “Fuck!”

“Izu, are you okay?” Himiko asked, alarmed.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Stockpile doesn't obey me. Yagi at it again.” He started running to the source of the screaming without any real combat-oriented Quirk, Himiko was also behind him. ‘Banjo, lend me Black Wip.’

‘And why would I do that?’ The Vestige sneered but Izuku felt Banjo was aware of what’s happening. ‘How do I know you won’t use the access as a means to end me or use the Quirk to hurt the child?’

‘Let’s put it this way, if I die, you die, and the kid you say I would hurt will die too.’ Izuku activated Black Wip and it stayed active for once. ‘I promise that we can go on how you five hate me after we save whoever is attacked.’

He felt Shinomori’s Quirk get unlocked. ‘This will help you get over this turbulent event.’  

Izuku didn’t question the man as he activated 4th's Quirk and felt it to be a passive ability, he also felt a presence in the distance, a hostile presence to be exact.

When he got on the street with the presence, Izuku saw a kid younger than himself, encircled by familiar blades. “Tender... meat.” it was heard from above in an animalistic growl and Izuku already knew who they were facing. Of all the trigger-happy Villains Izuku had the misfortune to meet, of course, it had to be fucking MoonFish?!

“Himiko, I’ll distract him and you get the kid and ru-” The kid pulled out a gun out of fucking nowhere and started shooting Moonfish, and to add to Izuku’s surprise all but one shot landed the target.

Moonfish screamed in agony and Izuku used the opportunity to launch Black Wip from between his fingers as tentacles and snap a few blades to create an opening for the second coming of Snipe. The kid saw the opening and ran towards them through it and to add even more to Izuku’s surprise, the kid stopped between him and Himiko and started reloading. “Thanks.” The kid muttered as he pointed the gun at the serial killer.

“Let me try to immobilize him first. If that doesn't work aim for the hips.” Izuku said as he started extending Black Wip upper and upper towards MoonFish who seemed to have somewhat recovered from being shot five times, Izuku was using the 4th’s Quirk to tell him in which order to snap the blades without risking a counter-attack, as the energy tentacles got closer to their target, the man started losing his altitude advantage.

As Black Wip covered the cannibal's mouth and wrapped around its throat, Banjo started speaking. ‘Don’t you dare use my Quirk to kill!’ He warned.

‘I don’t intend to kill him, I just want him to pass out due to the lack of oxygen.’ As he said that, Izuku started contracting the tentacle around MoonFishes' throat, the man was now on the ground, spasming because of it.

When Moonfishes’ boy went limp, Izuku let go of the Black Wip from the man’s throat but kept the one on the mouth. He ran towards Moonfish, placed his hand on the man’s forehead, and he Pulled.

Izuku felt the murderous intent inside the Quirk as he extracted it so he put all of his willpower to drown it using Quirksmith, after he felt the Quirk stop fighting back he let go of it and it felt like something between the real Imitate and the copy of Feline.

‘You killed him!’ Banjo shouted as Black Wip got turned off by him and MoonFishes' mouth was uncovered to show his shark-like teeth.

‘No, I simply destroyed any ‘Imprint’ on the Quirk.’ Izuku mentally corrected (as weird as it sounded). ‘The monster is alive and well… Well, as alive and well someone can be while bleeding and being unconscious due to strangling.’

Banjo was about to start shouting some very colorful insults at Izuku but Shinomori interrupted. ‘Ignoring that you are capable of doing to us the same thing you did to that Quirk… You need to call the authorities.’

“Fine but I am not giving back Blade-Tooth.” Izuku closed his mouth as he realized he said that out loud.  ‘The man got out and killed over twenty people in the last four months. He is going to be thrown in Tartarus anyway so it is not like anyone wants him to use it ever again.’

None of the Vestiges spoke but an understanding was felt from them. Twenty dead people mean twenty families mourning for them. ‘How about we make a deal. Every time we encounter someone with an Unstable Quirk, we help them. Every time we encounter someone with an Unstable mind, we stop them as we did now.’ Izuku thought as he called the police.

To Izuku’s ever-growing surprise this evening, Second and Third felt keen on the idea even though that’s how Izuku’s dad operated during their time.

As he closed the 911 call, a voice was heard behind him. “What was that?!” The kid was behind Izuku, gun still in hand. 

“Oh… That was my Quirk or at least an aspect of it.” Izuku explained as he looked at the pulled trigger of the gun. “Gun safety please?”

The kid looked confused for a second before realizing what Izuku was talking about and safely pushing the trigger in its place. “Thank you for saving me but why are you in this area? You two are going to the Mistery bar to meet with Giran as well?”

Izuku almost made the mistake of asking who’s Giran. “We are going there too but to meet with Black Cloud.” That was the code name Oboro had chosen, right?

From the thumbs up from Himiko that was behind the kid, it seems he got it right.

“ So, what's your name?” Izuku asked as he stretched his hand for a handshake.

The kid took the hand and shook it. “I guess I'll go by Mustard, I don't want to get my real name out there.”

“Well nice to meet you Mustard. You can call me… Exchanger and she is…” He gestured to Himiko. 

“Vampire!” She smiled to bare her fang-like canines.

“Well… nice meeting you two.” Mustard looked at MoonFish. “Is… Is he alive?” 

Himiko got closer to inspect the body. “You didn't hit anything vital and the bleeding is very slow. He'll survive until the cops and/or Heroes show up to put a muzzle on him and deliver to Tartarus.”

“Good, I don't want to start as a Vigilante by killing a man.” Mustard shuddered. “... You guys really have connections with Black Cloud and Shigaraki? I was meeting with Giran to get a Costume or a mask to hide my identity and support items instead of a freaking gun, those two are known to sell that kind of stuff as well.” 

Izuku smiled. “We'll see what we can do.” He looked at MoonFish and shuddered himself. “Now let's leave before we are seen because I have no idea how to bullshit my way out of using tentacles to strangle a man.”

Mustard nodded and they started walking towards the bar.

Oboro was not liking the situation he was in.

They made a deal with Giran. He hires the cannon fodder for their plans and he gets to use the Bar as his center of operations until their operations truly start, and as long as his business won't leak any information about their location. 

The problem is that part of the deal was for him to be here alone but Oboro cannot trust the man not to steal his exotic drinks. 

“As much as I like that you keep me company until my client arrives.” Giran smiled as he spoke with faux friendliness. “I would like to be alone when that happens.”

Oboro rolled his eyes under the mist form. “As much as I would love to be out of your greasy hair, I am waiting for someone as well.” 

Izuku and Himiko should have arrived by now but they were nowhere to be seen. He will have to deal with the Quirk registry tomorrow morning. 

“And who is this someone?” Giran asked as three distinct voices were heard approaching the door.

“How do you know my gas isn't flammable?” An unknown voice was heard. 

“You do realize that if it was, the first time you would have shot the gun you would have been blown up sky-high, right?” Izuku was heard. 

“ ... oh .”

“Why do you want to become a Vigilante anyway? You're what? The first year of middle school? You cannot be older than 13.” Himiko seemed to present as well.

“I create so much gas that people suffocate from it, I just wanted to prove I'm not a will-be Villain.” The unknown voice said bitterly as the door opened and a child with light brown hair, Sensei, and Himiko entered the-

-Wait a second.  

Oboro started staring at the boy with snow-white hair. “ Oh my, when Sensei said your hair color would likely change I didn't expect… this .” Izuku looked startlingly similar to his father.

“Hello, Black Cloud.” Izuku referred to Oboro by his code name. “Sorry we are late but we happened to stumble into quite a troublesome situation.”

“It is understandable but may I inquire what kind of situation?”

“The MoonFish kind.” Izuku spoke and Oboro can bet that the TV turned on behind him. “We came uninjured but the same cannot be said about him.” A smirk formed on Izuku's face when he turned to Giran. “And you must be the Broker, Mustard said that you are going to sell him support items if he is going to do some jobs for you in the future.” He spoke as he approached the man.

“Maybe I do, maybe I don't. This is something to be arranged between me and him.” Giran smiled, baring all his teeth without realizing he's in front of the second most powerful person in the world.

Izuku smiled, his teeth of an impeccable white were giving the impression they would be part of a wolf's snarl. “Well considering that I am interested in a partnership with him, it becomes my responsibility to know how this 'arrangement' goes.” Izuku stretched out for a handshake. 

Giran, the utter fool, went for the handshake without hesitation or even looking at Izuku’s hand who had a needle fixated next to his index finger with scotch tape.

The Broker got stabbed in one of his fingers by the needle and Izuku licked the needle as the man was still processing what just happened. “It seems to be a touch-based Quirk with effects over the mind.” Izuku said casually. “Someone like you would need a way to get out of any unfavorable business and considering you have no weapons on you so is either a Memory Wipe Quirk or something that would make the person lose some of his cognitive functions, the perfect Quirk to scam someone and give an opening out of any situation.”

The child that Oboro presumes is Mustard, stiffened at the news, the poor kid would have become a Villain in a year if Giran had his hands on him. “I think I’ll let Exchanger-kun do the talking.” Mustard said hesitantly. 

“Then I guess this business deal is over, Giran.” Izuku said as he moved to the side to let the man leave the premises.

Giran looked at Oboro. “I assume these two are the ones you were waiting for.” The man was no longer all smiles and happiness.

“Yes, but it is a surprise to me as well how today ended.” A pleasant one to be exact. “If you have no business to attend here you're free to go.”

The man grunted as he walked to the door, glaring at the children. Izuku and Himiko put themselves between Giran and Mustard, smiling and baring their teeth. If Giran doesn't leave now he is going to end up stabbed and Quirkless.

As the door closed behind Giran, the tension in the room dispersed and Mustard sighed in relief. “Thank you, I guess you saved my skin twice.”

“Don't mention it, people like that mean trouble and I was willing to stab him if he would have done something.” A switchblade knife slipped out of Himiko's sleeve, down in her hand.

“... Since when do you have that?” Izuku asked, slightly disturbed.

Himiko shrugged. “Three months or so? When Tomura made me the DNA embedded clothing, he gave me five of these as well.” She proceeded to pull out a knife for the other sleeve, one from her back pocket and one from each shoe. “The blades are made out of titanium and are very sharp and thin.” She proceeded to slice the air with three knives in one hand and two in the other, making Izuku and Mustard put some distance from her. 

Oboro, and presumably everyone in the room, made a mental note to be more careful around Himiko when she gestures sporadically. 

“Well, now that the Broker is out of premises, I think I should make my presence be known.” Sensei was heard from the TV. “I am working with Black Cloud and Tomura Shigaraki, you can call me Sensei.”

“... Nice meeting you?” Mustard said, uncertainty and worries present in his voice. “Exchanger-Kun and Vampire-chan said that they were coming to The Mistery Bar to meet with Black Cloud so we came as a group after they saved me from MoonFish.”

“Vampire and Exchanger. Wonderful code names I must say myself.” Sensei said fondly as Himiko and Izuku beamed at the compliment. “Though in a darker tone, I must inquire about the MoonFish situation.”

“Mustard shot him and I've snapped all his teeth blades until I've managed to cover his mouth and knock him out. The authorities must have picked him up by now and muzzled him, no one will realize he cannot use his Quirk until he is already placed in Tartarus and they will assume he is trying to get them in a false sense of safety.” 

Sensei hummed. “Very well, after you two are done acquainting with Mustard, go call Tomura and he will have a word with what kind of equipment he wants. Oh and Exchanger, we need to discuss your offensive capabilities after this.” He closed the call, leaving the four of them in silence. 

Izuku -or should he think about himself as Exchanger?- stood at a bar stool with Himiko -Vampire?- and Mustard between them.

“Nice to meet you, Mustard.” Obo- Black Cloud said. “I couldn't help but hear that you were wanting to prove yourself as not being a Will-be Villain.” He opened a sealed water bottle and poured some of it into a glass. “You likely don't trust us very much so we won't intrude in your personal life.” He pushed the glass to Mustard. 

“Thank you. Is just that I want to be a Hero but people say I'd likely kill someone trying to help them.” Mustard said bitterly. “I didn't think Giran would have a Quirk that could mess with my head, I really dodged a bullet because of you.”

“As Vampire said, don't mention it. His Quirk seems to act like a drug, who knows what he could have done to you if he was left to his own devices.” Exchanger said and everyone shuddered at the possibilities. 

“Speaking of Quirks… what exactly is yours?” Mustard asked as he pointed to him. “You had those tentacles, then you went to MoonFish and red sparks appeared around him and you muttered about keeping something, and now you tasted Giran's Quirk you're talking like you know how it works.”

Exchanger stood silent for a moment, contemplating saying the truth or not. “... My Quirk allows me to Take someone's Quirk and use it as my own, the tentacles were part of a Quirk that I've taken and the blood thing is partial because of Vampire's Quirk.” He stretched the hand over the Bar's counter, Vampire grabbed it, and Exchanger did the transfer. “I have just given the Quirk back to her.”

“Wait, so you can literally exchange Quirks ?! That's so cool!” Mustard looked in awe. 

Exchanger chuckled. “Tell that to MoonFish.” He opened his mouth and briefly activated the cannibal's Quirk to show how his teeth transform into blades and back into teeth. “I do not intend to keep it and I know someone that will find a use for it.” The Doctor would find a way to integrate it into a Nomu, perhaps there is a Quirk that gives the holder multiple mouths to work with. “If I had a similar Quirk before in my body then I can recognize what it can do, I have a copy of Giran's Quirk because I tasted his blood and I already have a mental Quirk and a touch-based Quirk so it was easy to figure out what it was with that context.”

“How many Quirks do you have?”

“Sorry Mustard but that is not something I'll share.” Exchanger deflected. “What I will say is that if you allow me to copy it then I will help you learn how to control your Quirk.”

“Deal.” Mustard said as he reached for a handshake “I just want to prove I can help people.”

He shook the hand. “Then I say we meet tomorrow evening here and sort things out between us. We'll let you talk with Cloud and Tomura.”

Exchanger and Vampire got up and left through the door heading into the Bar's kitchen.

“Today was a weird day.” Himiko mused and Izuku couldn't help himself but agree.

Izuku's Quirksmith

Real Quirks: 2nd's Quirk, 3rd's Quirk, Danger Sense, Black Wip, 6th's Quirk, Stockpile, Blade-Tooth

Copied Quirks: Feline, Decay, Muddiness

Duplicated Quirks: Shock Absorption, Super Regeneration

Chapter Text

When Himiko and Izuku left the Bar Izuku’s confident posture disappeared.

“Never going outside during nighttime ever again.” Izuku groaned, making Himiko grimace.

“Oh come on, it wasn’t that bad. You dealt with the criminal in under two minutes.” Himiko said, trying to make Izuku better but didn’t seem to work.

“No, Himichan, I was lucky. If I wouldn’t have made a truce with the holders of the 4th and 5th Quirk I would have been stuck in close range.” He said as they entered the living room. “What I have done was reckless and not thought up properly.”

“You could say that again.” Midoriya-san said standing in the middle of the living room, Tenko standing to his left. “The only Quirks that you had suited for combat are Decay and Feline, a great Rogue Class, as Tenko would say, but doing nothing against a wall of blades as Moonfish was capable of creating.”

Izuku was dragging his feet while walking to his father which proceeded to hug him. “Sorry.” Izuku said, his voice muffled through the clothes of his dad.

Midoriya-san sighed. “You have nothing to apologize for, Izuku. If the police and ‘Heroes’ would have been competent then MoonFish should have been caught at most 48 hours since the first set of bodies was found.”

“He’s akin to an ambush predator, he would be hard to be caught by daylight Heroes-”

“Then more Underground Heroes should have been present.” Midoriya san interrupted. “I have literally seen their industry develop in front of my eyes and I still cannot understand why the PR branch of the Hero Commission thinks that having Flashy idiots roaming the streets is better than creating small but organized teams to deal with problems. Imagine a team of people with the skills of EraserHead.”

The three of them presumably took a moment to think about this Hero Himiko knew nothing about because they started shuddering in unison right after. “Never make me think about that nightmare fuel content ever again, Sensei.” Tenko said as he started walking, presumably to go meet with Mustard in the Bar.

“I think you two should take your minds out of what happened this evening. Perhaps Oboro could try his luck and call Inko again to tell her you're staying tonight as well.” Midoriya-san suggested as he let out a hum.

“Thanks, Dad,” Izuku let out an amused huff. “Would you happen to have a collection of old movies stored in this place as well?” 

“That won’t be necessary after what I am about to give you.” Midoriya-san put a hand on Izuku’s head and the red electricity started appearing around him. “Object Familiarity, it allows the user to summon any non-living object they are familiar with.” He let go of Izuku and the boy looked at his hands.

A moment later one of Izuku’s notebooks appeared in his right hand. “Wow.” He said in awe before he looked at his left hand. Considering that he started froning it seems that whatever he wanted to summon didn’t cut. “I cannot summon my first Analysis notebook, I guess it makes sense considering that I didn’t even touch it in months.” Izuku left the notebook on the couch and then placed his hands like he would be holding a box from its bottom, after some time, the box with the CD movies appeared. “The less familiar I am with an object the harder is to summon… ” He muttered under his breath.

“Indeed.” Midoriya san said fondly. “Though this is only one of the Quirks I want to give you. You see, I am a First Generation of Quirked Holders and your mother is a fourth-generation, meaning that you are likely between a second a third-generation so the same as me you’ll have difficulty using more modern Quirks due to their greater strength and complexity because the majority of the population of Japan makes part of the sixth and now the seventh generation you won’t be able to use more than one contemporary Quirk at a time.” He put his hand on Izuk’s head once more. “Is better for you to use older Quirks until your body adapts. Fifth-generation Strength Enhancer and Speed Enhancer; Third-generation Full Body Transformation; And lastly First generation Fire Breath. All Originals.”

Izuku's eyes lit up as he had quickly taken a deep breath and when he exhaled a jet of flames came out his mouth. “It's already altered to the best of his capabilities.”

“Yes Izuku, as much as I would have liked to undo all the Upgrades I did to it and let you do it yourself, my health doesn't approve of it. I while I've had the Quirk I've extended the Fire and Heat resistance to the rest of the body and it gained Quite some strength from my continuous use of it, it served me well and I am sure it will do the same to you.” Midoriya-san ruffled Izuku's hair and let go entirely of him. “Don't stay up too late.” He said as a Warp Gate appeared and he walked through it, letting the two of them alone.

Himiko turned to Izuku. “So what movie are we going to watch?” 

Tomura was standing next to Black Cloud on the Bartender's side of the counter. Initially, he wanted to put on the helmet he just finished for the USJ attack but when Sensei said that the kid was wearing nothing to conceal his face he decided against it. 

“Kiddo, I hope you understand that being a Vigilante is a dozen times harder than even being a Hero in training. If you piss off the wrong people you will have no one backing you up, no connections, no fighting experience. Nothing.”

The kid started shifting uncomfortably on the barstool he was standing on. “Vigilantes can pick up their battles, right?”

Tomura sighed. If this Mustard would have ended up in Giran's hands he would have become one of his regular 'clients' and he would have been dragged in the kind of stuff Tomura is talking about.

“Mustard, I don't think you have a good grasp of what we are talking about.” Black Cloud said. “We are not only referring to random thugs you find late at night on the streets but also Gang members and Heroes. You said it already that you have a problem with your Quirk going overkill, what happens if you asphyxiate a civilian or even worse, kill it.”

“And let's not forget that you wanted to make business with Giran of all people, contrary to popular belief brokers do business only necessary, keeping their clients desperate and completely dependent on him. In some aspects, he is worse than a drug dealer. Tomura added. “At least some dealers have the decency to not deal with kids.” He muttered under his breath. 

“Then what should I do?” 

“Outside giving up and waiting for actual training,” Cloud said bluntly. “I recall Exchanger telling you that he would help you with your Quirk if you come tomorrow evening.”

The kid brightened up as he nodded and Tenko wondered if this could become one of their allies if he chooses so.

“Well let's see what stuff you want as a Vigilante and ways to pay for them,” He said as he pulled his notebook. 

The next day. 

Himiko woke up after the movie marathon that was entirely eclipsed by Izuku talking about his Quirks and her curiously listening to him.

When she woke up, she realized that she had her arms wrapped around Izuku with the boy's left hand resting on her back. Again. 

Ignoring the blush she was likely forming in her cheeks, there’s nothing much to do in this situation until Izuku wakes up. Usually he is the one to wake up first and make things less awkward but the encounter with that Villain last evening must have exhausted him pretty bad.

Because she had nothing else to do she started thinking about other times this happened. After the first time she went to watch a movie at Izuku’s house with his other friends it became a custom for the six of them to meet every Sunday evening to watch some movies or play some games. Himiko ended up getting along with Itsuka and ShiTetsu’s excitement was contagious, Tsubasa mostly kept to himself and talked the most with Kacchan.

Himiko and Izuku are usually the first to fall asleep and end up this way. 

She remembers that a week or two after she started going to the counselor that Izuku threw a mini-party during one of the Sunday evenings because he finally managed to beat Itsuka in an aikido tournament despite her mutations to her arms that augment her muscles…

Would Izuku go to upgrade and awaken the Quirks of everyone who has helped him clean the beach? It seems the kind of thing he would do to show his gratitude while also cashing in on some Quirks himself.

Speaking of Quirks and that time period. After their first time going for a run on the Takoba beach with Izuku, they went to one of his 'acquaintances' that had an organic coloring Quirk, they were able to change the color of the skin, hair, nails, iris and sclera for a limited amount of time as long as they made physical contact with the person. They were more than happy to help Izuku because they 'owed him a favor or two', as ominous as it sounded. This favor ended up being them 'accidentally' bumping into Kacchan and changing his hair pink for the entirety of the day.

It seems that Izuku is more than willing to bestow other people with his knowledge as long as they promise they will help him with whatever he needs.

When Himiko asked how many people owe favors to him he simply said 'Yes.' and continued walking.

Her messy thought process was interrupted when yellow electricity started appearing around Izuku and startling her. On the beach Izuku’s Quirk created green electricity, when doing the Quirk transfer the electricity was red, so why was it now this new color?

Izuku’s right arm started twitching and Himiko remembered that Izuku said last night that the Quirks that were hidden inside OFA had a level of sentience and that they were not happy with him being the new host.

She didn’t hesitate to get up and start shaking Izuku awake while looking at his fingers that were slowly curling in a fist on their own.

When Izuku came in full awareness the electricity disappeared. “Himiko, what happened?! Are you hurt?”

Himiko now realized that her eyes were watery and her heart was racing. “We- I woke up before you a-and you suddenly had yellow electricity around you and your hand started moving on its own.” She explained as she felt tears running down her face, Izuku explained to her every possible theory about his strongest Quirk he has. 

Izuku’s eyes slowly widened as his mouth fell open. “They tried to kill me.” He said with pure horror in his eyes. “Yagi tried to misfire StockPile and kill me by taking down the building in the process.” He continued as he started clenching his throat, gasping for air as his breathing quickened.

“Yagi knows you’re All for One’s son?” This is really bad. “How??”

Izuku started to regain his composure. “No, the real Yagi doesn't know anything. He was the one who held OFA for the longest and Yesterday when we ran to locate the scream I tried to activate StockPile and a Vestige of Yagi flashed before my eyes but it was made out of fire instead of shadows. I think he managed to put his imprint on StockPile.” He looked at Himiko, he was also one step from crying. “Himiko, even at 1% I’m strong enough to snap someone’s spine in two with ease, I’m sorry, I- I-”

Himiko got close to Izuku, he was about to straight-up run away from her to avoid any possible misfires but she managed to wrap her arms around Izuku in a tight hug, he was a head taller than her so she actually wrapped around his waist, her head resting on his chest. “It’s not your fault.” She said through her sobs.

After a moment of hesitation, Izuku hugged her back, his chin resting on her head. “I-I’m sorry Himichan. I promise I will find a way to solve this problem.”

They stood like that for a while, neither of them daring to move.

Saying that Izuku was angry after he managed to calm down was an understatement.

No, Izuku wasn’t angry, he was straight up wrathful and borderline homicidal .

How dare they even think about hurting people Izuku cares about, let alone attempting to do so. He is going to show them that he was playing nice until now.

“Himichan, I need to go speak with my dad about this, I cannot afford this to happen ever again.” He said as he slowly let go of the hug they were in, if Himiko wouldn't have woken up before Izuku they would have been… He really cannot bear the thought of being responsible for such a thing.

As he was texting Oboro and dad to meet at the Nomu Lab Himiko spoke. “Can you promise you'll be safe?” 

Izuku smiled softly at her as he spoke. “I promise I will be safe.” He let out a dark chuckle. “The Vestiges, not so much. ”

A portal Warp Gate appeared and Izuku stepped through it. 

The Doctor wasn't really fond of Midoriya's unplanned visits at his lab.

But of course there was nothing to do as he simply stepped out of a Warp Gate and had yet another awkward stare-off. 

“I will never be used to seeing your face.” Midoriya said bluntly and the Doctor nodded. 

“The feeling is mutual. Now may I inquire about your presence? If you want Quirks you could simply ask, there's no need to dismantle my creations and end up on a hospital bed.”

“... Fair.” Midoriya looked around at the test tubes. “I have a problem with sentient Quirks. Do you have any expertise that might help me with it?”

The Doctor gave a genuine smile. “Oh Quirk sentience is one of my favorite subjects, the Nomu were actually supposed to be driven by sentient Quirks.”

“Really?” Midoriya’s face remained neutral but the glimmer in his eyes was a clear sign he was quite interested in the subject.

“Oh yes. By this point in time you must  be aware that Oboro Kurogiri was supposed to be the first Nomu but it ended up failing. His original Quirk, Cloud, maintained the Imprint of his previous identity and gradually reinstated its place as the main Quirk until they properly settled together in one Quirk.” The Doctor proceeded to explain Midoriya how he and Sensei tried to recreate the previous holder of Warp Gate and how many of the Quirks in the High-Ends were actually the Quirks of the fallen allies of Sensei and that they offered for their Quirks to be taken to serve the man even after their deaths.

The Doctor ended up going on a lecture about how Quirk swapping could be categorized as a type of BrainWashing but Midoriya was listening with the utmost attention like the Quirk Connoisseur he was, just like Sensei when The Doctor made the discoveries in the first place.

The Doctor might have also jumped over the discoveries that Sensei called distasteful, Midoriya would have called them repugnant and it would have killed the mood.

A Warp Gate appeared and Sensei stepped through it. “Greetings Doctor, good morning Exchanger.” Sensei greeted and The Doctor did a small bow while musing at the boy’s code name. “So what happened for my presence to be so urgent?”

“Stockpile Activated on his own while I was sleeping. If it weren’t for… Vampire, I would have collapsed the building we were in.”

The Doctor’s jaw fell at the news and Sensei even left his guard down as he got closer to inspect Mido- Exchanger. “This… is rather unexpected.”

Exchanger nodded. “During my encounter with MoonFish, Stockpile refused to work, I assume the Vestiges were hiding their wildcard and failed miserably in using it. I am going to see if I can solve the problem from the inside but I need someone or something to sponge the possible damage in my absence.”

Sensei hummed. “I have a Quirk that allows me to take control over the Nomu and the Shock Absorption one should be fixed by now, right Doctor?”

The Doctor nodded and they made their way to the test tube and went through the usual procedures to activate it for use.

“What happened to his stomach?” Exchanger pointed at the side of the Nomu.

“Well, we couldn’t quite believe that you activated your Quirk factor so Six swung a hit to check its regenerative properties.” The Doctor explained, Exchanger didn’t seem satisfied with the answer but didn’t comment anything further either.

“Let’s not dwell on the past, shall we?” Sensei interjected as he stretched his hand to the Nomu and the creation seemingly moved on its own. “Radio Waves allows me to feed orders straight into their brain.” The Nomu proceeded to crack his knuckles before stretching his hands to the side like it would try to shield something.

Exchanger nodded. “If I move my arm or some part of the body put the Nomu to hold the said region.” He said before closing his eyes and silence engulfed the room.

The Doctor really hopes that Izuku Midoriya knows what he is doing.

Izuku woke up once more inside the Void.

When he got StockPile from dad he put it ‘further away’ from the other Quirks, if he did it on instinct so they could not access it or it was just something that happened he couldn’t say himself. The idea is that now he is between the location of StockPile and the sentient Quirks. Shock Absorption, Super Regeneration, Feline, Decay, and so on were orbiting around Izuku like the obedient Quirks they were.

He headed towards the Vestiges, an aura of malice radiating from Izuku as he thought of the prospect of Tenko, Oboro, and Himiko dying because of him. He is going to teach these ungrateful bastards why you don’t mess with Izuku Midoriya.

As he got close he could see how the vestiges were gasping for air or whatever sensation they were feeling inside this place because there was no real oxygen. They fell on the floor made out of the black mist. “Good morning you insignificant insects. You must have had a blast feeling me have a panic attack in the real world.” Izuku smiled, baring all his teeth. “I thought that you were feeling left out so here we are.”

As he got between them Banjo grabbed on Izuku’s ankle. “Why are you doing this?” He spoke, each word coming between struggling breaths.

Izuku dropped his smile as he stared down at the pitiful ‘Hero’. “Because of the murder attempt, you tried to employ mere minutes before.”

“We did no such thing.” Shinomori said through struggling breaths, just like Banjo before.

Izuku lessened the effects on the vestiges so they could speak normally. “Well, someone had forcefully activated StockPile from the inside and tried to collapse the building I was in with it, killing three people that I consider my family in the process.”

 Izuku looked at the Vestiges as they exchanged glances between each other. If it wasn’t already obvious on their faces he would have simply felt their emotions that were radiating from them. “So none of you are responsible for that murder attempt.” He hummed as he stopped the aura entirely.

“I am afraid that we do not know of such an event.” Shinomori said and the rest of the vestiges either shook their heads or shrugged.

Izuku pinched the bridge of his nose. “I keep StockPile stored away and it seems that Yagi’s Vestige claimed the Quirk as his own.” He sighed. “It is fairly obvious by now that I can store each one of you individually and make every moment of your pitiful existence inside my Quirk, hell on earth. Do not try your luck with me.”

He turned around and started walking towards StockPile, leaving the five ghosts fully digesting that Izuku is in control of their very existence.

As Izuku was in close proximity to Stockpile he could feel the familiar warmth given by the First when he inhabited StockPile. Thought this time warmth felt… Unfiltered?

"Yagi, long time no see.” Izuku greeted but there was no verbal response, only a frown from the Vestige's face that was lacking in facial features. “I see, you might have claimed Stockpile as your own over the decades but the process is incomplete . You only exist here because the raw energy of the Quirk powers your very existence.”

Izuku tried to get closer and the warmth radiated from Stockpile started giving a burning sensation. “You'll have to try harder than that if you want me to stay away.” Izuku said through his grinding teeth. 

He expected Stockpile to have the capability of fighting back because he couldn't drown the Quirk from the outside but this is ridiculous, the sensation of burning could only be compared to being shoved in a human-sized microwave and slowly being cooked.

Izuku also felt himself get immobilized in the real world.

When all goes south, deploy psychological warfare. “You know, I never took you as a child killer.” Izuku grunted as he continued advancing. “But I guess I should have considered it since you left me on a rooftop, 'waiting for someone to open the door for me'. How many 'successors' you crushed their dreams but didn't cut me, huh?”

The Vestige was taken aback by the comment and stopped attacking for a brief moment. “And even if they made it down their respective roofs, who many refused your offer and you disposed of them like you tried to earlier today, how you tried just a moment ago . There are innocent people in my proximity.” Izuku leaped on the ghost and tackled it to the ground while strangling it by the neck. “Nana Shimura’s grandson was in the same building with me, it would have been a shame if you killed her last living relative.”

The burning sensation finally started to wear down and the emotions of the Vestige were finally felt from under the aura of power. Yagi was feeling terror as Izuku was clawing his fingers inside its neck, Void from all around them starting to drown the sentience of the Quirk.

“Toshinori Yagi, I have seen you prepare nothing for your departure out of the Hero business. How many people will fall in despair without their so-called pillar now that you know there’s no second coming of All Might?” Izuku felt the Vestige losing its power under him so he continued. “Though I should at least thank you for bringing OFA back into my family so I will make your ‘death’ a quick one.” With one last push, Yagi's vestige got destroyed, it's body exploding as a star and blasting Izuku a few meters away. 

When Izuku got back up on his feet, he saw a pulsating red light where Yagi's was standing.

Izuku called the light to him and it obeyed, as Stockpile stood in his palm he couldn't stop himself from comparing it with a heart that was still beating. “One moron is dealt with, one more to go.”

Izuku turned back to where the rest of the vestiges were and wished to be in the middle of them. “The problem has been dealt with.” Izuku announced triumphantly as he held the light of stockpile between his thumb and index finger.

Every single Vestige was looking pale at him. “Just so you know, anyone that hurts the people I care about will die in fear.” Izuku put on a predatory smile. “Because of Yagi, I am here! And I don’t intend to back down.”

Izuku closed his eyes-

And now he was pinned on the cold floor by the Nomu which should weigh at least 150 kilograms.

“So, could you get the meat shield off me?” Izuku said while trying to ignore the awkward silence around himself.

The Nomu got off him, letting Izuku get up but the attention wasn't of him yet. “I assume that the process went well?” The doctor said as he looked where Izuku stood a second ago. 

Oh. 

There was a crater that was oddly shaped as Izuku. “So the shock didn't get absorbed right?” 

“Oh, it did.” Dad spoke. “Is just that the moment you started moving I've ordered the Nomu to pin you to the ground… the process wasn't as delicate as I wished but you seem unharmed.”

Izuku shrugged. “It's likely because of my Shock Absorption, any damage done in the process was spread out and because of my blunt force resistance caused by Stockpile it must have been completely nullified.”

The two adults nodded while slightly disturbed, not that Izuku isn't surprised by it himself, is just that he has meticulously tracked the strengths and weaknesses of All Might for over a decade so he knows what kind of stuff the Hero managed to brush off.

“... Moving on, Doctor, as the chairman of the Jaku General Hospital I assume you have access to a copy of the National Quirk Registry. I will need access to that as well for my future plans.”

“Plans?” The Doctor muttered under his breath before coughing. “Of course Exchanger, the copy of the registry will be done by the end of the day and Six is ready to aid you in obtaining them.”

“Thank you for the help” Izuku turned to his dad. “About the Quirks that you gave me last night, what is the transformation one?”

His dad let out an amused sound. “I’ve given it to you as a means of moving without drawing unwanted attention.” He pressed on his phone and a Warp Gate appeared. “Perhaps young Himiko will be interested in seeing it in function as well.”

Izuku looked at his dad. “... Okay. I guess I'll see you later.” He waved at his dad before entering the Warp Gate.

“Sensei, do you happen to know what are Exchanger’s plans?” The Doctor cannot deny that while having their earlier chat he saw Midoriya rather interested about the Nomu now that he has more context.

“Unfortunately, I am in the dark as much as you.” Sensei said as he turned to the Nomu and ordered it to return to the storage container. “Knowing him, whatever he is planning, it's going to be big.” He said almost as sing sang, and the Doctor shared the excitement.

If Izuku Midoriya gets his hands in the Nomu Project then things might take an unexpected but welcomed turn. All that The Doctor needs to ensure is that the lab would survive this possible change.

It cannot be that hard, right?

Izuku was once again in the living room of Oboro’s house.

Himiko was present and walking in circles while fidgeting and muttering something to herself.

“I didn’t think that my habits could be so infectious.” Izuku commented in an amused tone, catching Himiko’s attention.

Himiko looked at him before jumping over the couch to get in front of Izuku. “Everything went well?” Izuku nodded and she let out a sigh of relief. “You’ve only been gone for half an hour but it felt like an eternity knowing you might injure yourself.”

Izuku smiled warmly at her. Usually when something bad happens his dad acts all composed and says that he will power through the obstacle, while Kacchan just rants about Izuku being a trouble magnet… and his mom usually cries and says something along the lines of her baby needing to be careful. It was nice for someone to show both trust and concern about him. “Thank you Himichan, I promised that I will be safe and here I am in one piece.”

“Well, it would have ended badly if you didn’t.” Himiko said as she jokingly punched him in the arm. “How comes that every time I punch you you feel soft?” She poked Izuku’s biceps.

Izuku tried to suppress a blush as he spoke. “That’s Shock Absorption, it absorbs any kinetic attack and spreads the damage to the entire body, I could be smashed with my head to the ground and nothing would happen.”

“That’s oddly specific.” Himiko said as she raised an eyebrow.

Izuku felt himself metaphorically sweatdrop as he thought of the crater in his shape present in the lab. “... Moving on. Dad said that I should test the transformation Quirk I got yesterday with you.”

Himiko lowered her eyebrow and  Izuku felt he dodged a bullet. “Okay. I Guess let’s see it?”

She shrugged and Izuku did the same before activating the Quirk.

For a second or two, he was in complete darkness as he felt his body change. When the shadows disappeared he realized he was standing at the height of Himiko’s ankle, he looked at his hand only to realize they were now paws covered in white fur. Izuku gulped as he looked up to see Himiko smiling with a glimmer in her eyes.

“Kitty.” Himiko said cheerfully as she picked him up to her eye level.

Izuku was now transformed into a house cat and he was too afraid to speak at the chance that a meow would be heard instead of human words.

Izuku should have predicted that his dad hid a punishment between his gift after the reckless act from the previous day.

Izuku's Quirksmith

Real Quirks: 2nd's Quirk, 3rd's Quirk, Danger Sense, Black Wip, 6th's Quirk, Stockpile, Blade-Tooth, Strength Enhancer, Speed Enhancer, Object Familiarity, Fire Breath, Cat

Copied Quirks: Feline, Decay, Muddiness

Duplicated Quirks: Shock Absorption, Super Regeneration

Chapter Text

Himiko had just looked at Izuku that he was engulfed in shadows, then a small cat appeared out of them.

Izuku was now a white cat and she was vibrating from excitement because she likes cats. “You know, I always wanted a pet but my parents didn't allow pets of any kind after my accidents with birds.” She said as she was holding Cat-zuku in her arms.

She could see Cat-zuku gulp before the shadows appeared for a brief moment and retracting with no change. “God damn it!” Cat-zuku cursed under his breath. “First, good to know I'm capable of human speech in this form, second, I cannot transform back if the required space is obstructed. Could you please let me down?” He made the cutest begging cat face Himiko has ever seen but she refused to give in.

“Nope. I'm going to carry you everywhere to make sure you cannot change back.” She said with a smile on her face while looking at Cat-zuku be filled with existential dread.

“Himichan, this is not funny, I have places to be and Quirks to take and Copy.”

“Well, you cannot copy Quirks without my Imitate so we have to go together.” She gave Zuku a sly smile as an idea popped up in her head. “Wait, you said that you cannot change back because the required space is obstructed, right?” 

“... No.” He tried to lie but Himiko already started walking towards the drawer that she pulled the needle the day before.

Now she pulled a red ribbon and she briefly put Zuku on the cabinet where she tied the ribbon into a nice-looking bow around his neck. “Can you transform with that around your neck?”

Zuku looked down as the shadows appeared and retracted once more. “Okay, I want a refund on this thing.” He groaned but it got out like a pissed-off cat hissing, taking both by surprise. “ Joy , it seems that I cannot repress the cat instincts as I do for Feline.” He grumbled as he started sulking.

“Come on, Zuku, just for today.” Himiko potted at the grumpy cat.

He raised an eyebrow. “Zuku?”

“You call me Himichan, can't I call you Zuku?”

“No, it's fine.” Zuku sighed. “I'll stay as a cat for most of the day to test how this body works but I need to turn back into a human now .”

Himiko nodded as she reluctantly untied the bow and Zuku jumped off the cabinet without any waiting, the shadows appeared for the third time around Cat-zuku and he was finally able to change back after the shadow grew bat to his normal size.

“We meet on Takoba Beach in an hour, I'll message the rest to show up as well and we'll tell them that I'm All for One's grandson so dad can use his AFO when he "comes back from America".” Izuku texted on his phone and a Warp Gate appeared.

“Then I'll see you there.” Himiko said as she went to her room to clean herself and change her clothes. 

Katsuki had heard nothing from Izuku since he saw him with Himiko on the beach.

He hasn't got a stupid message at the ungodly hours the nerd wakes up, not a phone call, nothing. Katsuki’s parents also left yesterday morning so the house was completely silent and he hates silence outside sleeping hours.

Thankfully a message from the nerd appeared in the group chat. 

/=/=/=/

Scrap Metal Enthusiasts (Challenge Completed) 

[Just Cryptid] 

@everyone 

Found something interesting about my family and my Quirk, meet me at 11 am at Takoba Beach for further clarifications.

[Big Sis] 

Izuku, I'm glad you're okay. 

See you then. 

[Embodiment of Idiocy]

And that isn't ominous by any means.

I'll be there. 

[IronIronIronIron] 

Sure bro, count on me.

[Over Competitive] 

You better don't waste our fucking time. 

/=/=/=/

And so the chat went silent. The good part is that he had some chores to do rather quickly. 

The bad part is that when Katsuki stepped foot off the front porch a snow-white cat cut in front of him. “Meow.” The cat was looking straight at him, ironically, it had eyes the same color as Izuku.

“What do you want, fur-ball? I have places to be.” After the incident with the nerd and the squirrel with a speed Quirk, Katsuki has learned to be respectful to mother nature. Especially when they break the sound barrier to get you. 

The cat inched closer and Kastuki was praying the nerd’s bad luck didn’t rub on him. “Meow.” The cat got right next to Katsiki’s leg and started rubbing against it, the normal behavior for a cat made him let his guard down.

“So the little pussy cat wants some affection, huh?” He crouched and started scratching the cat under its chin with one finger, the fur-ball closed its eyes and started purring. “I’m more of a dog person, fur-ball, if you see a kid with hair like a bush, harass him all you want, he’s your targeted audience.” Katsuki tried to get up only for the fur-ball to suddenly climb up his arm and rest on Katsuki’s shoulders.

He stared at the cat that claimed him as a means of transport. “Blink twice if you understand everything I say.”

The cat blinked twice.

FUCK.

The normal protocol for meeting with a Quirked animal is to leave it alone and get away as fast as humanly possible. Animals with intelligence Quirks are not normal protocol and getting away is no longer an option. “... All hail the cat overlord?” The cat let out a pleased meow.

Katsuki sighed and silently cursed the nerd. 

At least the cat won't be only Katsuki's problem for long. 

The cat did not lose interest in Katsuki and on its way there it made sure to show its intelligence by waving with its paw at everyone who looked their way.

Some people simply laughed while the more educated on Quirked animals knew the dangers they pose if threatened so they looked at Katsuki like they were giving their condolences.

When he got to the beach he only saw Itsuka, Tsubasa, and Himiko. And then the cat jumped off Katsuki's back and started walking to Himiko.

“You took your sweet time here, huh?” Himiko said casually as she crouched and the cat climbed on her and then went inside the hood of Himiko's red hoodie she was wearing, the only visible part of the cat was its head which was resting on her left shoulder. 

Himiko raised an eyebrow as she gave an amused look to the cat. 

Then the unthinkable happened. “What? Didn't you hear that cats will sit wherever they want as long as they fit?” The cat fucking spoke with Izuku’s voice, confusing everyone present minus Himiko.

“Okay, what the fuck?” Tsubasa said while silently preparing to fly away. 

“Well, now that the cat is out of the bag.” The cat said, fully enjoying the pup. “I think it is fairly obvious who I am.” The cat jumped off the hood, right next to Himiko. 

The moment the cat made contact with the ground, shadows started appearing engulfing the cat and growing in size until they were taller than Himiko. The shadows dispersed and Uncle Hisashi appear-

“Wait a fucking second!” He said while looking at Hisashi Midoriya's look-alike just to realize that it is around Katsuki's age and is lacking half a meter of Uncle's height. The diamond-shaped freckles are also more prominent. “Izuku?!” 

Izuku was getting maybe a bit too much pleasure to see the shock on Kacchan and Tsubasa's faces. 

“Oh my, I almost didn't recognize you.” Itsuka said while leaving a soft laugh. She didn't have the reference of Izuku's dad so it's expected to only be surprised by the new hair color and haircut. “I must say it's looking rather well; but could you explain how you transformed into a cat?”

“I think we should wait for everyone to be here-” Izuku said and it was interrupted by a shout. 

“Hey guys, sorry I'm late! The train got delayed because of a fight!” ShiTetsu was heard shouting as he was running their way. “You didn't have to wait for me too long, right?” 

Izuku smiled. “No, I and Kacchan just got here as well.”

He heard Kacchan mumble something under his breath but Izuku didn't have time to worry about that, he needed to give a rather lengthy explanation riddled with lies.

Katsuki was in dire need of aspirin. 

“So let me see if I understand the whole bucket of bullshit you just threw at us. The night when me Id my old man came to visit you, Uncle Hisashi called and told you that he is All for One's son and by extent, you are All for One's grandson, you experimented with One For All on your own and fucking willed into existence what was supposed to be your Birth Quirk, and then you and Cat Eyes decided to experiment with 'Quirksmith' and found out that you can modify and awaken Quirks?” Katsuki was so fucking close to leaving and never talking with the nerd ever again. 

Cat Eyes raised her hand. “And with the help of my Quirk, he can also copy them.” She lowered her hand and went to Izuku that had grabbed her hand, a moment later red electricity similarly appeared around her to how green electricity appeared around Izuku the last time Katsuki saw them. “He just took my Quirk and left me with the one he managed to create last afternoon, Feline.” She explained as the electricity disappeared but they didn't let go of each other's hands. Katsuki would have teased them about it if he wasn't one step from exploding.

Katsuki looked at Izuku because he knew that there's something the nerd was hiding but he decided to keep quiet. “So you told us the story behind your fucked up family lineage, what now?”

“I can upgrade your Quirks and if you let me, I would want to copy them.” 

ShiTetsu almost jumped in front of Izuku. “Can I be the first?” 

Izuku chuckled as he let go of Himiko's hand and took ShiTetsu's and red electricity bounced around him. “I feel nothing outside of your Quirk but I think now you can shape the steel to some extent while in your transformation.”

After he let go of the hand, ShiTetsu transformed in an instant, shaping his right hand and forearm into gauntlets similar to the ones drawn inside Izuku’s notebooks. “This is so cool.”

ShiTetsu, being ShiTetsu, grabbed Izuku in a ‘manly hug’ while being in his steel form. “I…  can’t…  breathe.” Izuku struggled to say through the hug.

“Oh, sorry bro.” ShiTetsu let go.

“You can apologize by letting me copy your Quirk.” Izuku said as he regained his breath. 

“Sure bro.” ShiTetsu stretched his hand once more only to be poked in the finger with a sewing needle, making him activate his Quirk instinctively. “Ouch! Oh yeah, blood Quirk.”

Izuku activated Steel and his steel body shined in the midday sun. ShiTetsu seeing Izuku having his Quirk got emotional once more, crying manly tears while getting him into another manly hug, and talking about how they are steel bros now.

Izuku promptly stopped every manly activity by using Steel to shape steel spikes all along his arms so they poke ShiTetsu. “Ow Ow Ow.” ShiTetsu let go. “Sorry man, I think it wasn't very manly of me.”

“No problem ShiTetsu, you’re as manly as ever.” Izuku said reassuringly while ignoring the cheerful ‘bro’ coming from his friend.

Izuku turned to the rest, his mind already racing at the possibilities he will have access to by the end of the day. 

“Sorry, Izuku but I don't want my DNA messed up.” Tsubasa said as he raised his hands in a defensive gesture. 

Izuku nodded. “It is understandable, I honestly have no idea what You would have gotten anyway.” He turned to Kacchan and smiled. “Though I know you won't miss the opportunity to become stronger.”

Kacchan glared at Izuku for a solid minute before groaning. “Fine! But if I fucking die I’ll haunt your ass the rest of your life.”

“And what if I find an immortality Quirk?” He didn’t wait for an answer as he pulled Kacchan’s hand and red bio-electricity started bouncing around him.

Izuku Pushed inside Kacchan feeling both Explosion and the mutations in his arms to deal with the recoil. He entered Explosion and started Pushing. Since yesterday he had been prodding and poking at his Quirks so now he has a good idea of what is happening, once he was done with it he moved on to the Mutations and repeated the process.

“I’m done.” Izuku said as he let go of Kacchan’s hand and the bioelectricity disappeared. “I have made it so you can control how much nitroglycerin you sweat, basically made it so you can stop it at will, I’ve heightened the voltage of your sparks into full-blown tasers, and I’ve changed the mutations in your arms into a Mutant Muscle Augmentation Quirk.”

Kacchan let out an explosion and then normal electricity started bouncing in his palms. “This will help me immobilize anyone without risking injuring them. Wait, are the sparks from my feet powered up as well?” Kacchan took off one of his shoes and socks, the electricity was present at the boy’s will. “This is much more useful than those useless sparks.” Kacchan put back his footwear and flexed his arms and inspected his legs, the muscles more defined than before. “My muscles are sore right now but I feel like I can lift three times more than before.”

“Muscle soreness, minor pain, and dizziness are expected symptoms.” Izuku explained as he turned on steel and made his nail from his index finger razor-sharp and tried to cut Kacchan with it. 

His explosive friend used his newfound electric powers to tase Izuku by simply touching him. “And who the fuck told you that you can copy my Quirk?” He said grinning as Izuku felt the electrical current pass through his newfound metallic body. “When we were kids, you always said that you wouldn't want my Quirk in a million years because of the possible heart problems from Nitroglycerin running through my body and whining about how my hands will blow off from the recoil.” He let go of Izuku that has turned off Steel and activated Super Regeneration.

“Katsuki, don't you ever use electricity on people with metallic Quirks!” Izuku scolded as he felt his cells return to normal and almost get cooked because of the electricity in his body but fixed by his Regeneration. 

Kacchan's smile dropped as he realized what he had done. “ Shit , are you all right?” He asked worried as he started inspecting Izuku. 

Izuku nodded. “Yeah, I… I just need a minute for One of my Quirks to fix the damage.” Izuku explained as fatigue hit him once more, he needs to look up for Quirks with resistances or at least not use Quirks that are as bad of a matchup as this one. 

Izuku to Itsuka who seemed hesitant about the prospect of having her Quirk edited. “So, what do you think?” 

Itsuka stood silent, most likely contemplating her opinions. “You have no idea what I would get?” 

He stood silent for a moment, thinking about the possibilities. “I am sure you're going to get a Mutant Muscle Augmentation Quirk, just like Kacchan's but big fist is a bit of a mystery. I think that there's a good chance you'll be able to enlarge your entire body, not just your fists.”

“Like a Giganification Quirk?” Himiko asked from the side and Izuku shook his head. 

“No, Giganification Quirks also enlarge the clothes of the wearer. Itsuka would need DNA embedded clothing or she'll risk some… unfortunate scenarios.”

Itsuka gulped as she realized what Izuku was getting at. “Then I'll skip on the Quirk upgrade…” She briefly looked at Kacchan and her tension loosened a bit. “Though, you can still give me that Augmentation Quirk, right?”

Izuku smiled as he was picking up what Itsuka was thinking. “Of course.” He stretched his hand and Itsuka took it. 

Izuku felt the mutations inside Itsuka and it was obvious by her face that she felt his presence inside her Quirk factor, he did not see Itsuka more than a friend and he guesses this is why he didn't feel any awkwardness during the process. 

Anyway, Izuku saw Istuka's muscles bulk up and he is sure she got a six-pack from how strong the Quirk inherently was from being trained by simply holding the weight of Big Fist. “I'm done.” He said as he let go of her hand and lightly cut her with one of his nails which were briefly made out of steel because of ShiTetsu's Quirk. “I hope you don't mind harvesting a DNA sample to copy them.” He said mischievously as he turned off Steel in its entirety and licked his nail. 

He felt both Big Fist and Muscle Augmentation but when he pulled out Muscle Augmentation, Big Fist dissipated. Izuku frowned at the occurrence but he wasn't very interested in the other Quirk anyway. 

Izuku lifted his T-Shirt to see his abdomen which already has a six-pack but when he turned Muscle Augmentation but nothing spectacular happened, he felt the Quirk activate and his strength being increased but nothing to the extent he felt inside Itsuka. “Huh, every Quirk that I copy must be the same as when someone would manifest it.” He mumbled to himself as he let go of his T-Shirt.

“So what? You have the equivalent of ShiTetsu's and Itsuka's Quirks when they were four?” Kacchan asked and Izuku could only shrug at the underwhelming news. “That's stupid.”

“I guess I'm going to train every single Quirk.” Not that is a problem, he asked The Doctor for the copy of the Quirk Registry to find inherently strong Quirks. “Anyway, that's all that I wanted to share. I guess I'll see you around.”

Katsuki was not satisfied with the nerd's story, Uncle being related and raised by a Villain would make sense of his demeanor but it leaves some things unanswered. Why hasn't he given Izuku a Quirk if he had several dozen why keep his bloodline secret?

... Unless he didn't keep it secret. 

Masaru was taking a break from working with their most occurring client Tsunagu Hakamada, more known as the Fiber Hero: Best Jeanist. 

Mitsuki is using this break to rant about Katsuki and how he might be too vulgar to be a famous Hero. Masaru had to physically restrain himself from this situation because she is also slipping a swear word every twenty words or so.

Speaking of Katsuki, Masaru heard his phone ringing and he saw that he was calling him. “Hi Katsuki, what are you up to?” 

“You have to do some explaining, old man.” His son's tone was a serious one and Masaru felt himself metaphorically sweatdrop. 

“I have to explain what exactly?” God, he hopes that Katsuki didn't find the chest in the attic. 

“About Uncle Hisashi being related to All for One. ” One crisis averted but another one rose from the horizon. “Izuku called me and some friends to the beach to tell us about his new Quirk that is basically AFO on steroids and don't think anyone forgot that you basically threatened the Symbol of Peace the other day and called him out on the existence of OFA because Uncle told you about it. ” Katsuki almost sneered but Masaru could quite blame him. “You knew about this shit for a long time, didn't you?” 

Masaru stood quiet for a while as he was getting outside and thinking about what he could share without revealing much. 

He sighed and nodded as if Katsuki would be able to see him. “Yes, Katsuki, I've known for a very long time. Hisashi was a bad person but he has changed, Izuku changed him the most.” Half of a criminal empire doesn't just "Disappear" in under nine months without the determination of a God.

“... We'll talk about this more when you come back from the work trip and I hope that whatever illegal shit you've been involved in is buried in a grave six feet deep.” Katsuki closed the call and Masaru exhaled in relief. 

He looked at the clock and saw that the break was almost over so he entered back into the studio thinking about the end of his illegal activities.

Masaru was holding a shovel and he was completely exhausted. Hisashi just came to see his progress and he started laughing like a mad man while muttering something about some Josh(?) Wick, whoever that might be.

After the whole beach announcement was done Himiko and Izuku went to visit Izuku's friends/associates to ask for their blood. 

Of course, Himiko convinced Izuku to stay as a cat while going from place to place so she could hold him and pat him. Some people on the street stopped and patted Izuku as well and the few who asked if Izuku is a Quirked Cat, he usually started talking and saying that's rude to talk without someone's emotional support human, scaring them away and leaving the two of them to hold their laughter. 

Izuku's associates were unphased by Zuku jumping from her hands and becoming a whole human. Most of them just looked at Izuku and commented that he is a Cryptid before being allowed to be poked or cut so they will repay all of their depths. 

By the sunset, they have collected Organic Coloring, Heat Up Strength Up, Electrical Currents, Object Memory, Skin Shedding, and Sound Manipulation. Five Quirks that Izuku will likely put to use but all of them had one thing in common. 

None of them are strong combat wise so Himiko decided to ask Izuku about it. 

“It's because I am not looking for strong Quirks in the first place, Stockpile is all that I need to make any Quirk powerful.” He said while purring in Himiko's arms. “Organic Coloring will help me disguise without any problems; Electrical Currents allows me to manipulate them, instead of creating electricity; Object Memory makes me remember in detail and if I combine it with Object Familiarity, I will be able to summon any object I please; Sound Manipulation can make sounds around me stronger or weaker, making every move of mine silent if I choose so, Heat Up Strength Up makes that the higher the person's body temperature is the stronger he is; Skin Shedding is for dad in hopes it will fix his face.”

Himiko hummed at the explanation, now that Izuku can copy Quirks he is limited only to his imagination and skills. “So how many Quirks can you use at once?” 

“... That's complicated to answer. Mutant/ Heteromorphic Quirks can be used at all times as long as they don't overlap, if I find a Quirk that modifies my eyes, it would overlap with Feline so I would need to choose between which of them to keep active.

The Emitter/Operative and Transformation Quirks are the ones I cannot keep on at all times. I think I can keep on indefinitely two Quirks of the sixth generation, the one we are in. Three Quirks for the Fifth generation and so on.”

“But if you train you can higher up the number of Quirks you use, right?” She asked before letting Izuku get down from her arms. 

When Izuku touched the floor he transformed back to normal. “That would be the main thing.” He said as he started stretching, standing cuddled as a cat for most of the day must be uncomfortable once you're back human. “Though considering my parent's genes, I am a third or fourth generation so it will take some time until I can even use very strong Quirk combinations.” 

They continued walking to Izuku's home, talking about whatever they thought about. 

Izuku went on about a female Hero, Ryukyu, and her intern, Nejire-chan. Ryukyu has a cool Quirk that makes her transform into a dragon and seems Izuku wants that Quirk because of Fire Breath, and Nejire-chan has a weird but powerful Quirk that creates flowing energy circularly. 

After Izuku unlocked the front door and entered inside, both of them heard some rather unusual sounds. 

“ Shinomori, Danger Sense. Now!” After that Izuku turned his head as if he would be looking through walls. “ Oh, they are not-” Izuku cut himself as a jet of flames was leaving his mouth. “Himiko, go in the kitchen and message Oboro to Warp you home, I need to deal with something on my own.”

Himiko wanted to reject but when she saw how enraged Izuku was, she knew it was best not to intervene. She did as told and a few moments later she was in the bar. 

“Himiko, are you okay? You look rather shaken.” Oboro asked from behind the counter but she could only think of how Stockpile was one step from collapsing the building in the morning.

“I think Inko Midoriya did something really bad.” She said, her tone shaking at the thought of what Izuku might be finding inside his own home. 

Izuku doesn't know when he activated Stockpile, Heat Up Strength Up, and Fire Breath but that doesn't matter now. 

What it matters is that he just kicked the door of his mother's bedroom off its hinges and was now met with the image of his mother wearing a nightdress and Yagi in his muscle form no less, wearing nothing but his underwear. 

Izuku felt Fire Breath being enhanced by Stockpile, the Flames that are usually red were now blue from the 5% strength, and Heat Up Strength Up adding its strength to the mix. “I COME HOME AND THIS IS THE FIRST THING I SEE?!” He shouted as he recreated the aura of malice he used on the Vestiges. 

The two of them looked horrified at Izuku. 

“All fo-” Yagi started but was interrupted by Izuku's mom 

“Hisashi?!?” She shouted in surprise and fear while Yagi's face was twisting from fear to panic, and then in pure, unfiltered horror. 

Izuku smiled predatorily. He pretended to be his own father when talking to the First OFA, he can do it again now. “Toshinori Yagi, you are going to regret the day you set foot in my house.”

Izuku took a deep breath to fuel fire breath with oxygen and everything went blank, the only things he remembers are his mother's screams of shock and Yagi's screams of agony. 

Chapter Text

Katsuki was walking home after spending most of his day messing around with ShiTetsu and Tsubasa when suddenly he saw a smoking All Might running butt naked. 

And by smoking, Katsuki means that smoke was trailing behind the impersonator like someone just tried to set him on fire, and partially succeeded, just moments ago. 

“... I need to move out of this fucking district, the streets are getting filled with more and more weirdos as time progresses.” He muttered to himself while thinking about the possibility of that being the real All Might but dismissed it immediately. 

To set the real fucker on fire you'd need to harness the power of the sun or some shit like that to bypass the resistances of OFA.

Himiko was at a loss after she explained to Oboro what happened just moments prior, an earthquake was felt and growling was heard from the TV.

A few moments have passed and the earthquake stopped and presumably Midoriya-san’s anger. “He definitely left the house by this point.” Midoriya-san commented, his distaste of the situation crystal clear even through the static. “Himiko, do you have any ideas where he might go?”

Himiko went quiet for a moment. Izuku could have gone to Kacchan’s house but he would still feel guilty for lying to his friend. “... I think he went to Takoba Beach, he likes to run when he wants to clear his mind.”

“Then that's where we are heading.”

“We?” She asked in surprise. “I am going as well?”

“Yes, Himiko, I have been gone from his life for six years and you are one of the few people he warmed up to in that time period. Oboro.” Midoriya-san ordered and a Warp Gate opened.

She just hopes Izuku's is okay. 

When Himiko stepped out of the Warp Gate, she was at the main entrance of the beach.

The place was almost the same as a few days prior, the difference being that Midoriya-san, wearing his Villain helmet, was now crouching and inspecting some weird trail in the sand. When Himiko got closer she realized that was a trail of molten glass spanning the entire length of the beach. 

“This is the hand of a Heat Generation Quirk.” Midoriya-san muttered to himself, his voice more intimidating than usual due to the distortion from the helmet. 

“Uhm yes, Zuku and I went around all day and copied Quirks, this must be Heat Up Strength Up.” She crouched next to Midoriya-san but he stretched her hand to stop her from getting any closer. 

“It is not wise for you to be so close to it, it is fairly obvious that, unlike me and Izuku, you lack the resistance to such high temperatures.” He scolded as the glass was bubbling and some drops jumped where Himiko would have stood if she advanced. “Told you it is dangerous.”

She nodded stiffly as they both got up and followed the trail of molten glass. Himiko wondered how many people actually have the required resistances to survive most Quirks misfiring and why she hasn't seen any people seriously wear full body armor to protect themselves. 

Izuku was on the brink of collapsing. 

After the whole thing with his mom and Yagi, he couldn't bring himself to call Oboro to pick him up or to crash in at Kacchan's house. He went to the beach to stop himself from even thinking about what happened. 

When he got there he activated Stockpile at 6%, boosting Fire Breath that raised his body temperature, and powering up Heat Up Strength Up. With the combo he used on All Might not long ago, he started running. 

Felt felt that he was radiating absurd levels of heat and was somewhat happy he thought of leaving his backpack and his footwear at the far entrance to the beach. He felt the sand become a liquid under his feet as he was running back and forth, only a small bit of the sand was made out of quartz so it started bubbling. 

He did not feel pain as he was running on it, both Fire Breath and Heat Up have their fire and heat resistance which are likely upgraded by the strength of Stockpile. It was feeling like he was running on some weird and warm paste instead of hazardous material. 

“The quirks of having Quirks I guess…” Izuku muttered to himself as he screeched to a halt at the entrance where he left his things. 

He walked knees deep in the seawater to cool himself down as he gradually powered down Stockpile, then he turned off Fire Breath, and at last, Heat Up Strength Up. 

Izuku didn't want to admit but he knew he started crying while running, the generated heat evaporating any sweat or tears during the entire process but now that the Quirks were off his eyes were watery. 

“I did this to myself.” He concluded as he thought of everything that happened for the last four months. 

If he hadn't have invited Yagi that day, or at least stood in the same room with them instead of talking with dad in private, Yagi might have gotten the hint that he should not mess with the inner workings of Izuku's family. 

He wanted to hate Yagi for doing this but he couldn't put all the blame on the man because mo- Inko was encouraging this behavior. 

Izuku fully hates All Might for attempting to kill dad and succeeding but he cannot fully blame the man that he was interacting with a woman that seemed to have some interest in him even as a skeleton. Izuku was the one who wanted them to interact in the first place to fix the moron's lack of social skills and now they are in this situation. 

After he finally cooled down, he got out of the water and walked to the short wall dividing the beach from the street that he placed his backpack and shoes on. He sat with the back resting on it, with his knees close to his chest and arms wrapped around his legs. “It's all my fault.” He said as he raised one of his arms to wipe his tears. 

“Selfless as ever, I see.” A deep voice was heard from Izuku's right and when he looked, he saw his dad and Himiko walking his way. “Didn't I teach you that being selfish is required from time to time?” 

Izuku knew what his dad was referring to. “But it is my fault, I invited Yagi that day, and if I wouldn't have mom-” 

“Your mother would have bugged you about it until she knew what you were doing.” Dad interjected, then sighed. “... Both me and Inko are helicopter parents to some extent, I just had some experience from when I was taking care of my brother… and several Quirks tracking your location while you were playing in the woods with your friends.” He took a seat on the short wall to Izuku's right and Himiko seated next to Izuku to his left on the sand, resting her head on his shoulder.

“Are you okay?” Himiko asked as she looked at Izuku.

“No.” He answered as he closed his eyes, trying to stop his tears. “Why do I always attract trouble?” Izuku asked desperately.

“I am afraid that’s how life works.” Dad said and Izuku felt his hand patting his hair. “People try to do what they think is fit and end up facing roadblocks.”

“That doesn’t answer the question.” Izuku deadpanned as he warped his hand around Himiko, feeling her head resting on his chest.

“I am afraid that there is no answer to that question.” Dad sighed. “My relationship with Inko… was complicated, to say the least. She was so cheerful and filled with life that she managed to crack the mask of All for One with her bubbly personality… I never planned to marry or to have a child but the moment my eyes landed on her, I knew she was the one. Something similar happened when you were born, I saw you so small and precious and I knew you’d be special .”

Dad sighed before continuing. “All of that changed when your diagnosis came.” He said sadly, and Izuku kept his eyes closed to stop himself from crying. “The Doctor was and IS a moron that I keep him around as a tool. When Inko called that day I dropped everything to come home and try to do some damage control. My heart shattered in a million pieces when Inko was talking about you being Quirkless like it was some terminal illness and it shattered again in trillion pieces when I entered your room and saw that you likely cried yourself to sleep.” He paused, whether it was to let Izuku ask some questions or let out of its emotions, it remained unsaid. “I have managed to brush off your Quirklessnes as you being a late bloomer such as myself or say it might be hard to detect Quirk.

The problem always remained Inko. I have tried to convince her that Quirks can be straight-up useless or damaging to the body but she seemed to believe down to her soul that if a Quirk breaks or kills the person in the process is something it should happen.” He said in frustration and Izuku felt Himiko grabbing on Izuku’s shit and clenching her fist, Izuku also felt Decay oddly pulsate inside his own body. “I apologize for not being physically present all these years but at least now I don't need to hide from you.”

“You might not need to hide from anyone from this point forward.” Izuku said as he opened his eyes to look at his dad who was wearing that damned Villain helmet.

After a moment the hand that dad used to pat Izuku was glued to the boy's head and Izuku could vividly see the Vestige World every time he blinked. He pushed Skin Shedding forward and his father took it. “Mutant Type…” 

“It's a Skin Shedding Quirk, if you combine it with Super Regeneration you should be able to fix your face.” Izuku averted his gaze. “I still need to think of Quirks that could fix your lungs and brain.”

“Thank you, Izuku.” Dad spoke softly and Izuku turned his head back to him even though he knew he would be met once more by the skull mask instead of his father's smile. “It will take a few days but my face will likely be fixed in its entirety.” He ruffled Izuku's hair and the boy smiled shyly. “Now the question remains where you will be staying from this point forward.”

“Where did you stay for the last six years?” 

“The Nomu Lab and the Warehouse.” That got Himiko to get off Izuku to stare at dad, and Izuku did the same. “What can I say? I need the Doctor at all times and Quirks can substitute for a comfortable living.” The two of them continued staring. “... I still own the Bar and Oboro's house and there are three more rooms available. Both of us could move there and I will transform one of the rooms in my office and the other two into bedrooms.”

“The moment your face it's fixed you're going to take a break to stay in natural light. ” Izuku said bluntly and dad shifted slightly.

“... Very well but now we need to go home, the sun is setting and you promised that boy, Mustard, to help him with his Quirk.” Dad said as he reached for his phone and messaged Oboro, soon after a Warp Gate appeared where Himiko was dropped out two days prior. 

Dad went ahead while Izuku and Himiko got off the sand and brushed it off.

“I guess now I'll see you every day.” Himiko commented and Izuku hummed in agreement. 

Seeing Himiko, Tenko, and Oboro every day will be a thousand times better than seeing Inko once or twice a week.

Six was with Tomura on a forested area of Jaku Mountain, supervising the Mini-Boss, Mini-Bosses' Girlfriend, and a brat Mustard.

“Maybe this time no one will try to kill themselves.” He muttered but made sure it was loud enough for Tomura to hear him.

Tomura seemed that he wanted to object but in the end, nodded in agreement. “... Yeah, these three have a really bad record of getting into trouble.”

“So what's the deal with the Toga girl?”

Tomura raised an eyebrow. “What's up with her?”

Six looked Tomura dead in the eyes. “I have literally come out of a test tube, I do not require any sustenance outside sleep, and I have no idea what it means having family and/or friends. What the hell do you think I'm asking?” He deadpanned and Tomura seemed to finally understand what Six was talking about.

“They are friends and they are teenagers.” Tomura summarized .“It's normal for them to feel close to each other… Especially Himiko because Izuku helped her get out of a rough place if you could call it that.” Tenko turned and Six followed his gaze, they were now looking at the three children who were talking and laughing. “Sensei must have told you by now but Himiko's Quirk is blood-related and requires a special diet, one that didn't get before she met Izuku and she ended up doing some rather… inhumane things to satisfy her needs.” 

Six frowned. “Isn't her Quirk the ability to disguise into other people?”

Tenko nodded as he sighed. “Yeah, it kind of goes hand in hand with the first thing. Because she had to hide her Quirk her entire life, she ended up not feeling okay in her own skin, and would you know it, Imitate allowed her to live a happy life under someone else's.” 

Six can relate to that, when the OverClock was settling in inside his body he felt the need to impersonate O'Clock because he wasn't strong enough mentally, to become O'Clock to some extent. “She had it rough.”

“And Izuku and a friend of his were the only ones to make her feel comfortable being herself, with the good and the bad.” Tomura concluded and Six hummed. 

“... I wonder what Machia's reaction would be to 'Exchanger'.”

“Who?” Tomura asked and Six realized he said too much. 

“An old associate of the Boss, no one to worry about.” Unless he throws a tantrum, then three cities get destroyed. “I think it is time to start the actual training.”

In the end, Mustard coming for help with his Quirk was the perfect distraction from the bad thoughts coming from the… encounter with Yagi a few hours prior. 

Izuku ended up going on a few tangents during his rundown of Sleep Gas. He talked about the Hero Midnight and how a non-lethal weapon would be the best for the younger boy, then he talked about Mustard's safety when using his Quirk, The Sixth holder spoke for the first time and pointed out a few things Izuku missed and he reiterated them to Mustard. 

The Vestiges turned quiet since morning when the Quirk miss fire happened but after finding Yagi in Izuku's house they were dead silent. He could almost feel their own distaste in the actions of Yagi and they seemed to somewhat sympathize with Izuku to some extent. 

'If the Eighth would have taken another path things wouldn't have been so turbulent for any of us.' Shinomori said out of the blue and Izuku didn't know if he was referring to choosing Izuku as a 'Successor' or the rest of the things. 

'You seem to have a good grasp on how Quirks work even though you have no experience.' Sixth commented, changing the subject in the process. 

Izuku shrugged. 'I never had a Quirk so I always saw them more as tools than Super Powers.'

'Eighth was also Quirkless.' Sixth pointed out but Izuku dismissed it. 

'I guess I've had help and a stroke of luck, if Six, the scarred guy, wouldn't have mentioned that I should spread out the power, I would have ended up with each of my hands in a cast over and over again.'

'Eighth also had two years of training from Seventh and her associate.'

Izuku frowned and concentrated on Sixth. 'I assume you are talking about Gran Torino but why are you so chatty all of the sudden?'

'En is not talkative, if he does it he speaks only about important stuff…' Banjo spoke. 'And as much as I hate to admit it, your skill with some Quirks you barely used is quite something.' He finished in a mumble but Izuku was capable of making out what he was saying. 

Izuku was honestly taken aback by their statements. Before the Yagi thing, they were still stubborn as ever even with the threat of constant torture if they touched Izuku's friends and now they are complimenting Izuku's Quirk usage?! 'Why are you telling me this?' 

'Yagi fucked up and we are left to pick up the pieces.' The Second holder of OFA spoke. ' You ain't gonna get my Quirk or Third's but neither we aregoing to let you become an extremist like your father was in his youth. '

'So you're trying to do damage control.' Izuku summarized and he felt the Vestiges agree with the statement. '... You said that Yagi had two years of training before he got OFA, right? How old was he when he started training?' 

Silence engulfed the Vestige World, Sixth being the only one to speak. 'Yagi was recruited in the first year of middle school, at the age of twelve to be exact.'

Izuku suddenly found a new deep-seated hatred towards Nana Shimura. 'Was he the youngest?' 

'Everyone else recruited were young adults, none older than twenty.' Shinomori explained as Danger Sense triggered. 

Izuku tilted his head to the side as a knife headed towards him and landed in the tree behind. “Nice moves but I think you didn't do it by yourself.” Six idly commented as he got closer to the three of them. “The warm-up is done. Mustard, try to evenly spread your gas, Vampire, you said that you want some hand to hand combat experience, Tomura will help you with that.” Six zeroed in on Izuku. “And you Mini-Boss, you and I will have a nice run around these woods.”

Izuku braced himself as Six started grinning and the scar was visible once more. He silently agreed with the Vestiges to end their discussion later. 

Izuku activated Stockpile at 6% and when he took a fighting stance, Six hit him square in the chest. The moment the fist connected with Izuku, it exploded, pushing him in the three behind. 

“That's Body Deformation, when I hit something hard enough the body part that I use explodes and regenerates.” Six explained as he raised his hand to show Izuku and the rest how the bone, muscles, and skin grew back to normal. “The exercise is simple, when you manage to land a solid hit on me, we change roles.” He then proceeded to jump on one of the tree branches before looking back at Izuku. “What are you waiting for? There's no 'Ready. Set. Go.' in a real fight.”

Izuku nodded as he jumped straight at Six but the man already jumped to another branch. “You aren't going to go easy on me, aren't you?” 

“Nope.~” Six said joyfully as he started jumping from branch to branch. 

Izuku started running in pursuit. 

Himiko and Mustard looked in awe as Izuku and Six started running, their movement almost like a blur. 

“Well, with these two doing their thing,” Tenko spoke as he turned to Himiko and Mustard. “Mustard, go like 50 meters away and do just as Six told you.” 

Mustard nodded stiffly as he started walking away with a gas mask in his hands. 

“And you said that you want to learn some hand-to-hand combat.” Tenko said as he went to the three Izuku was smashed in and casually pulled out the military knife that had its blade half dug into the tree's bark, then it handed it to Himiko. 

She lunged without any warning at Tenko, like she did many times before while on the streets, only to find herself pinned to the ground with the hand which she held the knife empty, and her face filled with dirt and grass. 

“Nice try but Six and I have all our Combat points put in Speed and Dexterity.” Tenko started laughing and Himiko gulped as she knew Tenko wasn't going to take it easy.

Izuku threw another punch at Six only for the guy to casually dodge it while whistling. “Oh, nice try but still not close.~” Six said joyfully as he jumped once more to another tree branch.

“The moment I saw your stupid grin, I knew you must be a sadist but this is just absurd.” Izuku looked at Sixes' face, the darkness of the night in the forest making any facial feature outside his scar and shit-eating grin impossible to see. 

Izuku thought of what they have been doing for what it felt to be three hours. He was allowed to use only three Quirks: Stockpile, Shock Absorption, and Super Regeneration. Any other Quirk used would result in a 'Punishment' which is Six going behind Izuku and hitting him in the back with three explosive punches. 

Use Black Wip to restrain him? Punishment. Use Feline for enhanced senses and agility? Punishment. Use Danger Sense to predict his movements? Punishment. Try to set the man on fire with Fire Breath due to the piled-up frustration? Punishment, then he pulls out a stick with a roasted marshmallow on it out of thin air and proceeds to eat it in front of Izuku.

Izuku just accepted that he is in for suffering for the next six months until he gets into UA. “For how long have we been here?” Izuku groaned as he failed another hit on the man. 

Six pulled his phone and continued to dodge Izuku even though he was standing with his back to him. “Two hours and a half.” He said casually as he proceeded to get behind Izuku and deliver a Punishment once more. “And don't think you can sneak in one of your Quirks while I'm distracted, your fighting stance changes ever so slightly when you do it.” Six commented as Izuku found himself for the twenty-seventh time with the face on the forest floor.

“I didn't add anything.” Izuku lied and Six proceeded to sit on Izuku's back. 

“Sure you didn't.” Six said sarcastically as he messaged someone. “I think it's enough for today, let's get back to the rest.” He got off Izuku and started walking normally. 

“But I didn't even touch you.” Izuku grunted before cleaning himself up and following Six. 

“Of course you didn't.” Six tried to ruffle Izuku's hair but Izuku slapped away his hand. “My speed is on par with All Might when he was in its prime, The Boss used a duplicate of OverClock to keep up with All Might during That Fight.”

“And I can only use one-twentieth of that power.” Izuku begrudgingly acknowledged as he continued walking. 

There's a long road until he gets on par with people who had their Quirks for their entire life but Izuku has something that most people these days don't. 

Critical thinking.  

Himiko regrets asking Tenko to teach her how to fight. 

She has no idea how much time has passed but she was completely exhausted from this training. 

Tenko proceeded to teach Himiko how to defend herself against someone with a knife, how properly to use a knife, and which areas she can and cannot hit so people don't die. 

Even thinking about killing people made Himiko's stomach twist even though, only a few months prior, she had no problem attacking someone to get some blood. “Am I a bad person?” Himiko asked herself in a whisper but Tenko heard her. 

“Himiko, did something happen?”

“I am sure I've hurt people for blood.” She stated as she felt a weight in her chest. “I have hurt people to get it, I can't remember doing it and the counselor said it was I would have likely blacked out or something from Quirk withdrawals but I am sure I've attacked people and hurt them.” Did someone die because of Himiko? Did she take the life of someone who had friends and family and that someone never came back, leaving them alone? 

“Himiko, all the illegal activities that were associated with you were assaults, no one got killed by a blade or from blood loss. And before you even ask if someone might have died and never been discovered, ” Tenko enunciated as if reading Himiko's mind. “There are tracking Quirks out there, the chances of someone disappearing and not being found, dead or alive, are abysmal.”

Himiko nodded and Tenko sighed. “And NO. You're not a bad person, you're only a kid and if someone says you should be "brought to justice" for something you can't control, tell me and they wouldn't find their body for real.” He said with a huff as he looked at his phone. “Okay, this is it for today. Let's get Mustard while Six and Izuku show up.”

“Fine.” Himiko said, still a bit gloomy but putting on one of the masks Tenko brought with him.

Himiko desperately wants to learn how to defend herself without hurting anyone, she cannot stand the thought of going back to her old life.

Tenko was looking over the three kids in front of him. 

The only one who was happy about today’s training was Mustard, he managed to manipulate, ever so slightly, the density of his gas and how far it reaches.

The progress was minuscule but Rome wasn't built in a day.

The kid is twelve, he will get the hang of it in a few years and maybe drop the idea of becoming a Vigilante.

Now the problem was the other two kids.

Izuku was frustrated that he couldn't even touch Six, even though he has made a huge improvement in the maneuverability department. And Himiko ended her training on a dark note because of her past activities. 

Both of them needed something to be considered a win and Tenko knew what that might be. 

He pulled out his phone and messaged a special someone. 

/=/=/=/

[Tenko] 

Sup. 

How would you feel if I drop by tomorrow morning with two kids? One of them I consider my student and the other might be interested in testing your main building security. 

[God] 

Oh, Tenko, I haven't spoken with you since you graduated. 

I would be more than glad to meet these two younglings and the rest of the staff shouldn't mind too much testing their skills. 

:) 

[Tenko] 

Great. 

Does 9 pm sound good? 

[God] 

It's perfect, we will be waiting. 

/=/=/=/

Tenko snorted at the ominous message as he thought about what changes they might have done since his graduation. 

Saying that they will have a surprise is an understatement. 

Nedzu was sipping his tea while thinking of the prospect of meeting these kids Tenko-kun was talking about. 

For how much trouble he intentionally caused around the school, he was also one of UA's brightest students and proved it every time he was given the occasion. 

Nedzu opened a message he got a few hours prior. 

/=/=/=/

[Toshinori Yagi] 

Sir, I need something urgent to talk with you. 

Could we settle an hour to meet tomorrow morning? 

[God] 

I am available from 9 pm, I will be waiting for you at UA. 

[Toshinori Yagi] 

Thank you, Nedzu-San.

/=/=/=/

Nedzu knew that All Might's Master was a woman called Nana Shimura and he knew that the family that Tenko has isn't his biological one. 

He has never felt the need to snoop his nose inside either's personal lives but if the two are going to meet with Nedzu, might as well find out if there's a connection between the two. 

Nedzu just hopes that Tenko's disinterest in the Heroics field isn't in some way connected to the Number One Hero. 

Chapter Text

Izuku felt his own throat burn as he let out the flames, his throat wasn't actually burning but instead, it was phantom pain. 

He heard the Vestiges screaming at him but their voices sounded like they were six meters underwater. 

When All Might threw a right punch on offense, Izuku caught it using his left by using Stockpile at 20%. Shock Absorption was spreading out the damage from the excessive power usage and the unprepared his from the Hero. Super Regeneration fixed anything that might have been broken in an instant, giving the impression that he caught the fist with ease. 

“What are you doing here?” All Might tried to sound confident but his voice was creaking, giving away the levels of fear he was feeling. 

“I came home and found an insect trying to fight me.” Izuku proceeded to hit The Hero in his injury. The man groaned in pain and looked pale at Izuku. Izuku smiled, showing that he knows how to take the Hero down with ease. “Now what does a maggot like you do here?” 

Izuku didn’t let Yagi answer, he activated Steel and shaped his fingers from his right hand in long sharp claws, the heat generation from Heat Up Strength Up making them red hot.

As he lunged at the injury once more, Yagi caught up his arm before contact.

Izuku simply made his fingers from his left hand the same as the other and clawed at the fist while creating spikes where Yagi was holding his right arm, making him recoil in pain. As Izuku scratched at the injury he realized that he doesn’t have enough power to leave more than some burns.

The fact that Izuku cannot properly pierce All Might’s body just yet isn’t much of a problem because the idiot didn’t realize that being close to someone who breathes fire is a really dumb idea.

Izuku inhaled once more and the Hero tried to back away at the realization of what's to come but was stuck in place by Izuku holding in a death grip the same fist Yagi used to throw the first punch. As Izuku exhaled, Yagi managed to cover his face with his left arm but where the flames touched him will be a guarantee to end up with second and even third-degree burns. 

“HISASHI, STOP!” Mom screamed in terror but didn't move from her place, Yagi flinched when reminded that the man in front of them is presumably Hisashi Midoriya. 

“I do not want to make a scene more than already is.” Izuku said coldly even though he might be emanating over 50° Celsius. “If you leave now, I'll think of leaving you to live for one more day.” He loosened his grip and Yagi looked at mom and back at Izuku. 

“How do I know you won't hurt her?” Yagi asked like an idiot and Izuku contemplated using Stockpile at 100% to cut his throat with Steel. 

“If I wanted to hurt anyone else outside of you, there wouldn't be an apartment wouldn't it?” Izuku rolled his eyes and it seems from the more stiffened posture of Yagi and the loosening of his fist, that the gesture reinforced the idea of him being All for One and the fact he doesn't intend to hurt Inko Midoriya. 

“This is not over.” Yagi said but Izuku could still figure out that the man was discreetly eyeing the door. 

“It never is.” He said to discredit the Heroes' declaration of war, if the fool doesn't trip and die in a year then Izuku will get strong enough to finish this so-called Symbol. “Now leave before I change my mind and profit that you likely used all your time in the morning.” 

After one more startling look from him because "All for One" also knew about the time limit, Yagi left running and Izuku powered down to 5%, he couldn't let his guard down just yet. 

Izuku went to the kitchen where he turned off Heat Up Strength Up and proceeded to wash his hands to cool them down to at least be able to grab something and not set it on fire.

“Hi-Hisashi I-” Inko tried to speak but Izuku was getting really sick of this. 

He turned to his mother and looked her in the eyes. “Look at me and tell me who I am.”

Izuku stood still for a minute or two for his mother to calm down and process what was going on. When she turned pale, Izuku knew she finally understood. “Izuku? But how-” 

“Here's a better question, how can a mother not recognize her own child?” His words were filled with venom and her mother recoiled as if she was burned. “I'm leaving.”

Izuku didn't give any more explanations as he activated Object Memory and entered his room and touched any object that is not too complex, then he got his backpack and put inside it his notebooks and other notes he had stored. Clothes can be easily replaced but knowledge, not so much. 

“Izuku, what are you doing?” Mom started crying but Izuku couldn't care less. 

“I have told you already, I'm leaving .” He said without bothering to look at her. 

“I don't understand, didn't Toshinori give the Quirk?” So the bastard got under the sheets by posing as a savior for her Quirkless child.

The itch also started resurfacing. 

“And what? I thought that four months of me kicking the guy out every time I saw him here was enough of a hint that I don't like the Bastard.” Mom gasped but Izuku continued. “What I don't understand is how in the fucking world a voice over the phone con be more of a parent than you have been for six years.”

As he passed by her Danger Sense triggered and Izuku pulled away from his hand, when he turned to see what triggered the Quirk he realized it was his mother reaching for him. “Don't you dare touch me.” He hissed. “not after you haven’t been acting like a parent since I was four.”

Izuku opened the door of the apartment and slammed it shut behind himself-

-and he woke up abruptly in his bed. 

Izuku looked around himself and realized that he wasn't in his room and the bed he was in wasn't his own. 

He activated Danger Sense but nothing was detected, he was completely safe in a room he doesn't remember how he got in. 

Then the realization hit him. “That really happened.” He said as he realized he likely is in one of the unused rooms at the house Himiko, Tenko, and Oboro live in.

“I guess this is my room from now on.” He said to himself as he looked at the empty walls.

Izuku reached inside himself for Object Memory, the Quirk was a data Accumulation type. Every time Izuku touches an object he knows every detail of it until it is modified or moved from its location. He activated Object Familiarity and summoned everything he touched the day before, the objects appearing in his hand obliterating any hope that all of it was just a bad dream. 

Izuku left every object he summoned on his new bed and realized that he likely hadn't taken a shower the day before. He briefly smelled himself and his assumptions were proven correct. 

“I wonder if Tenko woke up to borrow some of his clothes.” He mumbled to himself as he opened the door and entered the part of the house with which he was familiar. 

After Himiko woke up and cleaned herself. She entered the kitchen where Tenko and Izuku were talking. 

“The USJ trip is happening after the classes, in the chance that you don't take part of the class All Might is teaching, you could very well participate in the raid.” Tenko said as he gestured to a map on the table. 

Izuku shook his head. “I don't like the idea, even as disguised, there's a chance that I will be recognized later on by the students.”

“What about Six?” 

“Not a chance,” Izuku said firmly. “Six is out wildcard and if he is found to be associated with us, then it will blow up his cover and he'll be incapable of acting as our scout.” He leaned back in the chair he was standing on. “I am still reluctant to have Oboro to pick you up but dad's Warping Quirk has too short of a range to Summon you to me outside of UA grounds.”

Tenko sighed. “Yeah, having Oboro being exposed would be the biggest threat. At least now we can wipe out the memories of the NPCs about him before we deploy them with Giran's Muddiness.”

Izuku nodded and looked around the room, taking notice of Himiko. “Oh, morning Himichan. Tenko and I were supposed to cook by now but got distracted by our discussion. Sorry.”

“Isn't weird for you to plan an attack on the school you want to get in?” Himiko asked and the boy grimaced. 

“I think of it as an attack on All Might, I plan to get Mustard's Quirk and to put to sleep the students and move them to the designated areas.” Izuku explained. “The only dangerous and unpredictable thing about the attack is the Nomu because he automatically protects Tenko and retaliates for any damage done unless actively told to stop.” 

“Well, let’s change the subject because Nomu’s and eating food doesn’t end well.” Tenko stretched as he started cleaning the table. “Today we are going on a little trip to UA.”

Himiko blinked bemused. “Okay but why?” Tenko promised that Himiko wouldn't get involved in anything related to their organization so it cannot be a scouting mission in enemy territory and whatnot.

Tenko shrugged. “Felt like you two needed to see something interesting before the summer break ends.” He turned to Izuku. “And I've also told Nedzu that you're going to try a break-in.”

Izuku stared at Tenko for what must have been a minute. “You have told one of the smartest beings that I will try to break into its territory.”

“Yep~”

Izuku continued staring for One more minute before speaking. “I'm telling dad.”

Izuku tried to get up but Tenko held him in his place. “Come on, Izuku, it's not like he is going to pull out the turrets. You're going to test your Quirks against some Heroes and see how strong you are.” Tenko tried to be reassuring but the simple fact the word 'Turrets' is pressed kind of nullifies it. 

Izuku actually seemed to contemplate before groaning. “ FINE . But I will try to copy the Quirk of every person who attacks me and you will be responsible for any accusations.”

Tenko smiled triumphantly. “Great, now let's make something to eat and prepare.” The two boys went to the stove and Himiko followed to help. 

A visit to UA would be interesting. 

Izuku was with Tenko and Himiko to the side of the UA entrance. 

Tenko was wearing a light-blue shirt, similar in color to how his hair was years ago, with a pair of dark blue jeans, and his usual shoes. He also had his black hair tied similarly to how EraserHead usually ties it during public announcements related to UA. 

Himiko was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with a floral pattern, a black skirt covering down to her knees and a pair of red shoes Izuku hasn't seen before. She had her hair tied in her usual messy bun behind her head. 

And Izuku was wearing a black polo shirt he stole from Tenko's wardrobe and a pair of dark blue jeans identical to Tenko's because it was also stolen from him. He also had a spare shirt in his backpack due to the possibility of being torn while being bullied by ten or so Heroes.

Tenko clapped his hands to attract their attention. “Okay, Himiko and I will go ahead and Izuku will make his way through security.” Tenko said cheerfully like it didn't mean Izuku will be alone against a Hero School. 

Himiko gave Izuku a soft, and sorry, smile before briefly hugging him. “Don't die.” She said as she took Izuku's backpack as they agreed before coming here and went next to Tenko, entering through the gate at the same time. 

Izuku sighed as he reached for his Quirks, thinking of which teachers might be taking part in this exercise and what Quirks to use against them.

Shota sometimes hates his job as a teacher at UA.

Emi Fukukado doesn’t have to deal with a sadistic dog-mouse-bear thing as a teacher at Ketsubutsu Academy.

Nor does any Hero school in Japan or the rest of the world.

But because Shota works at UA, he needs to do as the rodent pleases or God knows what he’d do. So now Shota and the rest of the staff need to face an unforeseen threat type of exercise.

Snipe is on the roof, PowerLoader is in the front yard, waiting to dig himself into the ground, and the rest of the staff is inside, waiting for Nedzu to announce them when the exercise starts.

At first, Shota thought that Yagi was that threat but the man was here because of unrelated reasons.

Then Shota saw it. “Oh for fuck sake Nedzu.” He cursed, attracting the attention of the rest of the staff to look outside where PowerLoader was happily chatting with his problem child from two years back. “What did Tenko Shimura bring to test on us?”

“Shmur-” Yagi spoke but it was interrupted by Nemuri.

“Is that girl the unforeseen threat? She looks like she couldn’t hurt a fly.” Kayama commented as they were looking at the young girl who Shimura seems to introduce to PowerLoader. “Is hard to imagine someone so cute and youthful as a threat.” She licked her lips and Shota could almost hear everyone else mentally sigh.

“She is actually Tenko’s student, Himiko Toga.” Nedzu explained to the rest.

Kan frowned at the name. “She was a searched Villain a few months prior but all the charges have been dropped.”

“Indeed. Young Toga seems to have a Quirk that requires blood in her diet and suffered from a type of Quirk Shock which forced her to seek out blood, unfortunately, all of this information has been found out only after an encounter with someone called Izuku Midoriya who realized her obsession might be a medical condition.”

“Midoriya has found out all of that information after meeting her once?” Yagi was surprised and Shota felt the same, this kind of individual would have great potential.

“Yes, and to think the staff will be facing against him in a few minutes is thrilling .” Nedzu started laughing like a mad dog-mouse-bear thing that he is, not letting anyone ask a question in the meantime.

The laughter only ended when Shimura entered the building. “Sup Heroes, did any of you miss me...” He said as his gaze landed on Yagi. “YOU’RE SO FUCKING DEAD!”

Shimura lunged at a confused Yagi, and Shota made the mistake of activating Erasure. The Quirkless Yagi stood no chance against Tenko’s left hook that has been used by the boy to end every Sports Festival he participated in.

The only thing heard was Hizashi’s scream as The Number One Hero fell out cold, like a sack of bones. “YOO, SHIMURA WHY THE HECK DID YOU DO THAT?!” He continued screaming as he crouched to see if the fallen man even had a pulse.

“BECAUSE FUCK THAT GUY, THAT’S WHY!” Shimura screamed back and Hizashi looked almost impressed at the decibels reached. “Maybe he should learn what respect is and how to not be a piece of shit. ”

At this moment the Toga girl entered the building after her chat with PowerLoader. “Ugh, why is he here?” She glared at the unconscious hero as the entire Staff got confused.

 Nedzu took a step forward. “I take you two don’t like All Might very much.”

Toga tilted her head slightly and gave Nedzu a puzzled look. “From Yagi’s perspective, he doesn’t even know we existed up until today, let alone know his other identity, why would you ask directly about it?”

Nedzu’s smile dropped and Shota started smiling like a mad man behind his scarf. The dog-mouse-bear wasn’t only wrong but made a mistake .

“Hm, I guess my assumption was wrong.” Nedzu admitted it was wrong. “Though may I ask how you know his identity if you never met him.”

“Zuku got One for All from him.” Toga said as it explained everything, by the fact Nedzu stopped swinging his tail, it did and is bad news.

“I guess we could discuss everything after this exercise.” Nedzu said and after a nod from Tenko, the rodent pulled out a tablet from somewhere and the entrance gates closed and a siren started blaring.

As Yagi was moved by some robots to the nurse’s office, a cloud of smoke appeared from behind the gate and grew so large it flooded over it. Soon after a red light could be seen emanating from the smoke, jumping over the gate to get in.

From that point in time, Shota knew that this was going to be a pain to deal with.

The moment Izuku heard the siren, he knew the time had come. 

He started wrapping his arms with Black Whip-

'Kid, what are you doing with my Quirk?' Banjo rudely interjected Izuku's inner monologue. 

'Your Quirk is an energy construct, this stuff doesn't get destroyed so I can use it to bounce off any incoming projectiles from Snipe, one of UA's teachers.'

'Surely they wouldn't shoot a child.' Third protested but Izuku wouldn't take any risks. 

'A man with a gun is a threat, no matter if he doesn't shoot to kill.' Second and Third seemed rather disturbed by Izuku’s casual demeanor. 'Old memories resurfacing?' The two of them went silent but Izuku knew he was right, the Vigilante era was filled with horrible stuff and those two lived through it.

'You said that one of the teachers has a Quirk that disables other Quirks, right?' Sixth asked, changing the subject in the process.

'Yep, if EraserHead looks at me, you all disappear for a while.' Izuku explained as he looked at the closed gate. Not much of a problem when you can jump over it.

'My Quirk is called Smoke Screen.' Sixth explained as he felt his Quirk unlock.

Izuku activated Fire Breath to be immune to intoxication, then he activated Smoke Screen and Danger Sense. When walking blind everything around the person can be dangerous so now that his vision is obstructed, the Fourth’s Quirk acts as a substitute sight while the smoke covers everything, making it impossible to see.

He lastly activated Stockpile and Feline before jumping over the fence, his body incapable to be seen but he was still able to 'see' his opponents. 

The first thing Izuku did was to move to the grassy side of the front yard, the walkway to the front of the School is made out of concrete which Cementos can control.

Of course, Izuku wasn't safe yet because the ground was the territory of the Digger Hero, PowerLoader. He felt the ground shake under his feet but Izuku also sensed where the Hero is known for the stupidity of his big helmet. A hit through the ground in the head stopped any activity coming from him for the foreseeable future. 

By this point in time, the smoke has covered half of the yard and the rest of the Heroes got outside. 

Midnight, The R-18 Hero, was the first to come close as Present Mic, The Voice Hero, walked around the borders of the smoke until his co-workers were out of his range, and started screaming. 

Izuku remembered he had Sound Manipulation and set it up to muffle any sounds around himself, enhanced by the power of Stockpile, made what should be an ear-bleeding scream into a normal one. Annoying but nothing harmful. 

Izuku thought of methods of getting the Heroine in close range without giving away the existence of Black Wip and he remembered about All Might's air pressure attacks. He raised his right arm and aimed it at the woman's throat. A full-on punch would be too powerful and would disperse just enough smoke for EraserHead, who stands way in the back, to catch a glimpse of Izuku. 

Izuku flipped his middle finger and the concentrated air pressure was enough to incapacitate her just enough for Izuku to stretch out Black Wip from his left hand and grab her leg and drag her into the smoke. When she was close enough Izuku held his breath as he punched her in the face, taking her out of commission. 

After that, twenty or so clones surrounded the area Izuku filled with smoke and he knew he wasn't going to win this without taking a Quirk or two. 

Hizashi was one of the few teachers who genuinely liked Tenko. 

The boy was a great student, had the same tastes in music as Hizashi, and not even once did he prank him. Heck, Tenko came one day after class to tell Hizashi he knew about his Entomophobia (Fear of insects) and promised to keep quiet about it. 

He was a ten out of ten student and Hizashi would want to have one like that again; and by looking at young Toga, he might actually get one more. 

The problem is what the hell did Tenko bring to test security, because Hizashi should have been able to disperse the smoke with his screams and can swear he saw a tentacle grabbing Nemuri's leg before she got pulled into the smoke. 

As another punch was heard, Hizashi sympathetically grimaced at what kind of knock-out his co-worker must have received. Now that Midnight was out, Ectoplasm puked thirty of his clones, twenty he used to encircle the smoke and ten to confuse the enemy which is the real one. 

The problem is that all of the clones disappeared as an inky-black tentacle appeared, slammed counterclockwise in the twenty clones, then grabbed Hizashi by his legs. “YOO, WHAT THE FU-” Were his last words before starting to choke on the smoke. 

Hizashi felt himself get lifted and he was now standing upside down, staring into a pair of toxic green eyes. “I promise I will give it back.” The person spoke with the voice of a teenager as Hizashi smelled a familiar aroma through the smoke, one that shouldn't be associated with those eyes and voice.

Now with President Mic in a deep sleep and Voice in Izuku's possession along with Somnambulist. He could actually do some damage. 

As a new wave of clones was heading towards him, Izuku reversed Sound Manipulation to amplify sounds and activated Voice. “PERISH!!!” He shouted and all the clones got destroyed at the same time as UA's bullet-proof windows started vibrating. 

Hound Dog, because of his more delicate canine ears, got knocked out by the abnormally loud sound. 

It seems that Cementos decided that if he cannot bring Izuku on the concrete then he would bring the concrete to Izuku because now the walkway started moving to him and stopping him from backing away as Thirteen started using Black Hole to suck up Izuku's smoke. 

Izuku managed to create more smoke than Thirteen could suck up so EraserHead was yet to land his eyes on him, unfortunately, he was too late when Danger Sense told him a threat was coming from above. 

Snipe shot at Izuku but he managed to ricochet it away by using his Black Whip bandaged hands and it ended up hitting Cementos in his shoulder.

If anyone will ask Izuku if he did it on purpose he will not hesitate to say YES because that was so fucking cool. 

With Cementos out of commission, Izuku simply punched away the barricade behind himself and backed away from the Space Hero. Snipe is likely to not take another shot so it means that Ectoplasm, Thirteen, Vlad King, and EraserHead are the only ones left. 

Izuku felt he had reached the limit of Quirks he can hold active so he turned off Voice, Sound Manipulation, and Black Wip; Then he activated Steel and Heat Up Strength Up, then powered up Stockpile to 10% because his body is reinforced by Steel. 

Let's hope that Ectoplasm's prosthetic legs are not too hard to replace. 

Whoever this guy Midoriya is, he must be a Support Item Engineer just like Shimura.

The problem is what kind of support items can create a black cloud of smoke that no one except the guy can see through, create powerful punches that can knock everyone out in one swing, summon eldritch tentacles, and create a powerful scream that far outmatches Hizashi?

Shota would be tempted to say that one of these would be the man's Quirk but Shimura never used his own outside garbage disposal. 

Then to add to the whole bullshit going on, the red light moved out of the smoke, somehow cut Ectoplasm's legs, and jumped back into the safety of the smoke.

Shota didn't have time to process what happened due to the uncharacteristic speed the enemy didn't behave until now, let alone activate Erasure. “Shimura, what the hell are we fighting?”

Shimura shrugged. “I don't know, he changes his stuff depending on the enemy.”

Shota groaned at the cryptic message before turning back to the Smoke which Thirteen tries to clean off. “How is this much smoke? Even if it's a support item, it should have run out of fuel or something.” Thirteen complained before one of the tentacles came out of the fucking ground and grabbed her leg, throwing her off balance and falling on her back. Her astronaut-themed costume restricted her movement so she couldn't suck in the tentacle as she was pulled in the smoke and then another hit was heard. 

“Well, that makes two left.” A voice of a child was heard before another hit was heard for some reason. “Let me reiterate, One left. Vlad King tried to sneak in behind me ever since the first wave of clones was destroyed.” So that’s where the man went.

Shota cursed under his breath as he heard Shimura and Nedzu start laughing like madmen.

Why the hell was Shota always the last line of defense? 

Izuku had to admit he thought he was going to lose the moment he set foot on the school grounds but it seems the risk of actually hurting Izuku made the UA staff playoff defensively and not trying to attack unless they had a good understanding of the enemy.

Just what Izuku needed but he was still against EraserHead. Unlike the rest, Izuku cannot just pull the Hero in the smoke for multiple reasons. 

First, EraserHead was the most vigilant out of the staff so he’d dodge Black Whip with ease, he was also standing on concrete so Izuku couldn’t just sneak in one of the energy tentacles from underground as he did to Thirteen who was standing on dirt. Second, the Hero would look just straight at Izuku while being pulled and the chances of catching a glimpse were too high for Izuku’s liking. And the last reason is that EraserHead and Izuku actually have roughly an equal range due to Izuku’s lack of experience with Black Whip, so if Izuku misses even once The Hero will know he can grab Izuku and drag him out of the smoke… 'How heavy am I in my Steel form?'

'Is that question addressed to us or… ' Shinomori asked and Izuku rolled his eyes.

'You’re in my head, here are supposed to be my thoughts, not five pesky Heroes who refused to die decades and centuries ago.' Izuku retorted as he activated Steel, he is definitely heavier than EraserHead like this.

Shota was about to get snatched by one of the tentacles but he managed to dodge just in time, thankfully it seems that Midoriya has a shorter range than the Underground Hero had with his Capture Scarf. 

He unraveled his scarf from around his neck and secured one end of it by his right arm. Shota is sure that Midoriya is shorter than him so there wouldn't be much of a problem pulling him out of the smoke as long as Shota manages to get a grip on him. 

As a second tentacle appeared, Shota threw his Capture Scarf as a lasso and felt it catching something. He pulled with all his strength-

-Only to realize the target didn’t even budge.  

Shota could imagine an evil smile form on the face of whoever Midoriya is as he tried to reach for his special knife to cut the scarf but he got pulled with so much excessive power before doing so and went through the smoke, and into the crater Maijima was knocked out at the beginning of the staged attack. 

Shota cursed The Rat as he smelled a familiar aroma in the air. 

Izuku cannot believe he just took out ten Heroes… if you ignore the fact Snipe just stopped shooting after the first bullet, the same thing with Cementos, and Ectoplasm was glaring at Izuku as the smoke dispersed. 

Izuku's shirt didn't end up being torn but having your body made out of red hot steel tends to burn stuff so it's a good thing he brought a spare one. 

Izuku walked towards where he flung Aizawa as he turned off all the Quirks, then activated Somnambulist. He held his breath so the aroma wouldn't knock him out and crouched next to the Underground Hero, Izuku wiped some of his blood from EraserHead’s handheld his characteristic support item so tight it lightly cut him. 

As he digested the blood and extracted Erasure, Izuku realized he was on the brink of collapsing due to Quirk fatigue.

Not the best way for Izuku to figure out his limit but it worked out in the end. He turned to look at Tenko, Himiko, and Nedzu, and gave them a thumbs-up as everything went dark.

Chapter Text

A fact that Himiko learned about Izuku is that he likes to tell stories.

Either is about a Hero, a Vigilante, a Villain, or simply about a Quirk, Izuku is more than happy to share them without a filter and Himiko loves to hear them.

Over the four months that Himiko knew Izuku, there was a recurring subject of the bogeyman known as All for One, much to the irony of the situation due to both of them not knowing Izuku’s dad was the said individual.

Izuku told Himiko about the urban legends of a man that could take over Japan and no one would even realize and was capable of leveling a city with the Quirks he took from people. You can imagine that when going on the movie marathon the other day, it was one of the subjects discussed and both were amused and terrified that they knew the Demon Lord as just being a cryptid dad.

Of course, hearing about such things and actually seeing them, are completely two different things. Izuku’s fight in front of Himiko seems to be a sneak peek at how the stories must have happened.

The white-haired boy was curb-stomping Heroes that teach people how to be ones in the first place. Himiko cannot blame Midoriya-san for going on a power trip if he had this much strength when having razor-shaped claws were considered scary.

All of that fascination and awe stopped when Izuku turned to them, gave a thumbs-up, and fell face-first into the ground and remained there.

“Shit!” Tenko shouted as he got up the stairs and ran to Izuku; Himiko was not far behind him. “Pleasedon’tbeQuirkoverusePleasedon’tbeQuirkoverusePleasedon’tbeQuirkoveruse.” Tenko muttered as he crouched next to Izuku and looked at his palms and nothing was out of the ordinary. He sighed in relief. “He is fine, Izuku must have just run out of stamina.”

“Is he going to be okay?” Himiko asked hesitantly

Tenko nodded. “Yeah, he will be waking up with a migraine but he will be fine.” He said as he lifted Izuku off the ground.

“Tenko-kun, could you explain to me what is going on?” Nedzu was heard from behind them with his smile gone. “I was with the impression that Izuku Midoriya was an inventor just like you.”

“I promise I will explain everything when Izuku wakes up, he just needs some rest.” Tenko spoke but Nedzu didn’t change his demeanor.

“I am afraid I cannot help without an explanation of how my school’s staff was taken down.” Nedzu raised his tablet and Himiko had a bad feeling. “How. Did. He. Do. It?”

“Nedzu, if you dare threaten me or Izuku it is going to end up bad for you .” Tenko said threateningly and he passed by the Principal without even looking at him.

“Why does he have One For All?” Nedzu continued but lowered the tablet.

“Yagi saw him as a successor. Izuku wanted a Quirk but nothing to do with the man.” Tenko opened the door of the school and Himiko followed. “If you Heroes would have more situational awareness, a lot of shit would be prevented.” Tenko said while letting the door close behind him, letting Nedzu alone in the front yard while Tenko and Himiko were walking in the school.

“Where are we going?” Himiko asked while looking around at the unfamiliar hallways.

“The school library.” Tenko explained and he took a sharp left. “Yagi is most likely in the Nurse’s office so the next best place for Izuku is on one of the bean bag chairs from there.”

Himiko nodded stiffly while looking at Izuku who was sleeping peacefully. If he was truly hurt he wouldn't be so calm about it right? 

Izuku was once more inside Quirksmith and he was inspecting his Quirks. 

Might as well do something until his body recovers, right? 

Present Mic's Quirk, Voice, was a beauty and Izuku is slightly disappointed that he will have to give it back when he wakes up. Izuku poked and prodded and it and he is sure he can fine-tune the control over it and lessen the risk of getting a sore throat from using it when the Hero reaches an older age. 

Somnambulist on the other side was a powerhouse in disguise of a weak Quirk. The potency of the aroma created by it would be enough to knock out someone with a Top Grade Giganification Quirk with just a sniff. The Quirk is also capable of continuously creating the aroma without an effect on the person's stamina so it can be used by the holder even on their deathbed like it was in their youth. The only thing that Izuku could even alter to make it better is to increase the output by around 9%.

Great Quirks and Izuku really wishes he could keep them.

Is a shame that he cannot alter copy Quirks, otherwise Izuku would have lied that to return a Quirk, he needs to taste their blood. Completely absurd but so is the ability to take Quirks in the first place.

After Izuku was done inspecting those two, he moved on to the rest. 

Imitate was hovering the closest like usual, its presence reminding of Himiko. 

The Strength and Speed Enhancers dad gave him were ready to be used and Izuku always felt them under his skin when he was awake even though they were not active. 

Fire Breath was more of a flame than light and Izuku found it fitting but albeit odd because the other Quirks exhibiting such behavior was Stockpile. 

Then the one Izuku looked at was Super Regeneration. He did not realize until now but the Quirk was active and fixing stuff.

Of course, this fact worried Izuku, and tried to figure out what was fixing and for how long has it been doing it. 

“... Why is it fixing my blood cells?” Izuku muttered to himself while trying to figure out what exactly the Quirk is fixing in his blood cells and failing horribly. 

Okay, this was worrying. Izuku deactivated every single Quirk inside himself outside Super Regeneration and looked if the Quirk would show signs of slowing down. 

Thankfully, it did. “One of my Quirks is responsible for it…” 

Izuku went on Quirk by Quirk to see which is responsible for the odd occurrence. 

Mutant Quirks would be the likely culprits but none of them triggered the increase in Super Regeneration's activity. Same for Emitter types, leaving Izuku with his two Transformation Quirks. 

Cat showed no change and left Izuku with ShiTetsu's steel. He turned on the Quirk and the process started again. 

Izuku scratched his head as he turned on and off the Quirk and the same thing happened. “Okay… the extra iron that the Quirk gives me, messes with my blood but why ?” ShiTetsu suffers none of this, Izuku would have known the moment he entered the original and fixed it. If the Quirk is not the problem, then Izuku is. 

Then Izuku was hit with the realization. It must be hereditary. 

“Dad, why do we have to go to the doctor?” Izuku didn't like Tsubasa's grandpa, not after the diagnosis. 

“Papa needs to make sure you're completely healthy.” Dad said as he picked Izuku up and put him on his shoulders. “... You had an uncle that was always sick and I need to make sure you're going to be fine.”

“And what if I am sick and don't have a Quirk?” Izuku asked, upset while playing with his dad's hair. 

“Then we will make sure you'll get back healthy for good, we didn't have the conditions you have access to now.” Dad explained calmly, like he always does and Izuku was at ease. 

“God, how old I was back then? Five?” it was honestly a miracle Izuku even remembered this fact but now it was clear.

Izuku might not be suffering from the same thing as the First OFA Holder but he is prompt to some weird side effects.

“I don't have enough medical knowledge to mess around.” Izuku sighed defeated as he put Steel far from his reach. He needs to talk with dad when he wakes up… and the tour is actually done… and maybe some explanations riddled with lies for the Rat God . 

Tenko was glaring at Nedzu who didn't want to take his eyes off Izuku.

“When All Might was injured, I was there when he left the hospital room to save people.” Nedzu said like it meant anything to Tenko, he and Oboro were the ones waiting for Sensei to come back from the dead while Izuku knew nothing of what happened to his father. “I am afraid that if I don't get my answers, I will have to call reinforcements.”

“Zuku did nothing wrong.” Himiko cut in with a cat-like hiss. “If you are mad your staff couldn't handle the exercise you approved of , then all is on you.”

“I am not concerned about the staff, young Toga.” Nedzu waved his hand dismissively. “What I am concerned about is the fact Izuku Midoriya managed to take them down without the use of any support items so he must have used something else. Something that you two don't want to elaborate without Midoriya or his consent.”

“And what? Is it bad that we want Izuku to be awake?-” Himiko's verbal jabs were interrupted by a phone ringing. Izuku's phone. 

Himiko was the closest to the boy so she took it and answered it. “Uhm, hello Midoriya-san.” “Izuku is fine, he overdid himself.” “... I think Tenko should be the one to answer that.” Himiko stretched out her arm and gave the phone to Tenko. 

Tenko put the phone to his ear while his belief in God suddenly resurfaced and prayed that Sensei doesn't know what is going on. “... Hello Sensei, what are you doing?” 

“Well, I was wondering why several of my Quirks are telling me Izuku is suffering from Quirk fatigue.” Tenko grimaced at the statement. “And where are you right now? My Quirks should be able to detect you if you are in the usual training area.”

Tenko wanted to say that the cat is out of the bag but it was irrelevant considering that Sensei still tracks everything related to Izuku. “... We are at UA.”

A deafening silence settled before Sensei spoke once more. “Put me on speaker.” And so Tenko did. “Greetings, you confusing rodent.” Of course, Sensei would know Nedzu is within hearing distance. 

“Greetings, I assume you're Izuku Midoriya's father.” Nedzu said joyfully but Tenko didn't let himself be fooled. “Your son seems to have fallen asleep due to Quirk fatigue and, unfortunately, Toga and Tenko are not willing to disclose what is the boy's Quirk.”

“You could just ask if we are related to All for One.” Sensei deadpanned and Tenko froze. “Izuku's Quirk is a stronger version of All For One and I have All For One as well.” Tenko is wondering if Sensei's Quirks finally stopped working. 

“This is a rather interesting development. What are your intentions? This question also includes your son.”

“And you wonder why Tenko and Himiko don't want to share any information without Izuku.” Sensei scoffed. “You can do your homework on my name, Hisashi Midoriya, on your own, though I will save you some trouble by giving you some info.” Sensei was heard leaning in his chair over the phone. “My paperwork says I was actually put in the adoption System and remained there until I was sixteen but was forged. In reality, I lived with All for One, I do not know details about my birth and the few that I have were never shared with Izuku who, mind you, got his Quirk two days ago.”

“And how do I know you're not lying.” Nedzu commented while looking at the phone. 

“Figure it out by yourself. Now if you're letting me continue I would also want to say that I've left Japan six years ago to protect my family. You know, around the time All Might went and mercilessly beat every person connected to All for One.” Sensei sneered. “You could look up my pharmaceutical company and see what I do for a living, there's not much need for criminal activities with the money I make.”

“You are rather aggressive about this.” Nedzu verbally jabbed Sensei over the call. 

“Oh I'm sorry but it is a rather sore subject for me, would you like to change it about your conditions while being a literal lab rat?” Sensei deflected with a faux friendliness and Tenko finally got what Sensei was trying to get at. 

Tenko looked at Nedzu who had his black beady eyes glued to the phone, while the rest of the body was frozen. “... I must apologize. It seems that the situation is far more complicated than expected.”

“Izuku will be more than happy to tell you about each of his Quirks and how he obtained them in exchange for being threatened normally.” Sensei sneered again. “Now if you excuse me, I only called to check up on my son's health, don't make me come and personally check yours .”

And with that, the phone call ended and Nedzu rapidly tapped on his tablet, searching everything he needed on the Midoriya Family while Tenko and Himiko were grinning at the animal's misfortune. 

Nedzu ended up playing an old interview of Sensei's in America while Tenko and Himiko were leaning closer to see. 

“Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight we are having as a guest the renowned CEO of the Jade Dragon Pharmaceuticals, Hisashi Midoriya!”  The crowd cheered as Sensei stepped in the sight of cameras. 

“God, I have done this a dozen times and I'm still not used to the attention.” Sensei chuckled and the crowd cheered.

After Sensei took a place on the couch from the scene, the host spoke once more. “Glad to have you here, Mister Midoriya. There's not every day that we meet someone that helped America as much as your company did.”

“Let's not get so far ahead, my company is simply made to help the ones in need of assistance with their Quirks.” Sensei said while slightly stuttering.

This must be an interview from around the time Izuku was three from how stiff Sensei is in this interview. Ruling from the shadows was easy for Sensei but he ran away from the cameras and crowds like they were the plague.

“Come on, Mister Midoriya, you don't need to be so modest. My niece has a Mutant Quirk and was helped to accommodate because of the services you offer.” The hist insisted and Himiko was heard letting a stifled laugh at how bad Sensei seemed to take the praise. 

“I-I implemented that because I was disappointed with how little was done to help them. A third of the Mutant Type Quirks are showing animal-like traits, do the research on what animal might be the closest to the person's Quirk and you have a guideline on how to accommodate them.” Sensei sighed and seemed to loosen up a bit. “We are still trying to find patterns for the most unique from the bunch but it will likely take longer than is hoped.”

“Well, isn't that considerate of you.” The host teased and Sensei seemed to remember he was on the camera and stiffened. “Maybe it is related to the bunch of anonymous donations to the Hospitals and Orphanages in the Eastern States of America, the ones where your company is mostly operating, hmmm?” 

“W-Well, whoever made those donations must have wanted to help and not be known doing it.” Sensei did not dare to look at the camera while his face was slowly turning red.

Tenko has not seen many interviews of Sensei because he hasn't learned English yet at the time, but if all of them are like this, he might binge-watch a few.

The resemblance between Sensei's and Izuku's flustering is hilarious. 

The Doctor was holding Sensei's clothes while the man was grunting in pain from Shedding hundreds of times per minute in the showers in the Nomu Lab. 

“I think this should be all.” Sensei muttered as he opened his eyes and closed them immediately with a hiss.

The light bulbs exploded the next second. “S-Sensei?” Ujiko stuttered. 

“I should have expected I would not be accommodated with having back my senses.” Sensei muttered before the sound of puking was heard from the dark. “God, even the smell of blood and whatever I've shed makes my stomach turn.”

The Doctor nodded as Sensei continued to complain about the rest of his senses.

The Skin Shedding Quirk that Izuku Midoriya brought was a rather odd one. Instead of having an already existent skin layer under the one shed, it instead makes the skin fall and a new one is grown after. 

A complete oddity but the open wound that is the entire body in the process is exactly what was required to make room for the sensory organs and the scalp to be rebuilt, instead of having just smooth skin instead of the one riddled with scars like a normal skin shedding Quirk would produce.

“Sensei, I would suggest you stay inside for a few days until your senses adjust.”

“I am afraid I cannot do that just yet.” Sensei reached for the lighter version of the respirator and put it on with a grimace as it touched the new skin. “I will have Oboro Warp me to America and I will take a plane back so I'll legally be back in Japan.”

Ujiko blinked in surprise at the news. “But why not wait? I am sure your son will be happy to see your real face, and the flight might be torture for your regained senses.”

“I do it specifically for Izuku, Doctor.” Sensei said in a scolding tone. “What do you think t would be best? For him to see me barely capable of tolerating light while hiding in the warehouse I've stood for three years, or be able to go outside with him and not be questioned about the legality of my presence in the country?” He leaned to the Doctor, took his clothes, and dressed back while grimacing every time he did a sudden move. “Plus, I've avoided using pain killers for the last six years, taking so much I cannot feel anything, and have my Quirks deal with me not dying is more than worth it.”

Ujiko nodded in defeat, knowing very well that by "going outside" he means protecting Izuku Midoriya now that UA's principal is aware of their existence, which would be hard when Sensei should be an ocean away. 

A Warp Gate appeared and All for One was gone. 

Izuku woke up with one of the worst headaches he has ever experienced and it wasn’t even close.

He looked around to realize he was in a library of sorts with Himiko to his right while Tenko and Nedzu seemed to be talking in the far end of the room.

“Zuku, you’re awake.” Himiko said in excitement as she leaned closer from her bean bag chair and proceeded to punch Izuku in the arm once more. Of course, because Izuku turned off all his Quirks to test out why Super Regeneration was fixing him, both of them felt the hit. “Ouch!”

“Sorry? My Quirks are all off.” He explained as he rubbed his arm where Himiko punched.

“What are you made out of? Bricks?” Himiko whined and Izuku let out a snort.

“I did have to put on muscle mass to get that Quirk.” Izuku explained as he turned on all of his Mutant Quirks including Feline.

“Well, I am glad you’re awake.” Nedzu spoke as he and Tenko walked closer to the two. “Though, I am afraid Tenko promised some answers from you.”

Izuku nodded. “Okay. I guess I should start from the beginning?”

Nedzu nodded. “That would be appreciated.”

“Very well… Though I will leave some things out for simplicity; if you’re not satisfied you could always ask me to elaborate.” Nedzu nodded once more and Izuku started saying his story.

“It started four months when I’ve met All Might-

Nedzu didn’t like what he was hearing but it was for completely different reasons from what he expected. It seems that denial of expectations runs in the family… for better or for worse.

Midoriya told the story of how he met All Might by accident, how the Hero used excessive force to detain a Villain and ended up knocking the boy off his feet and leaving him shaken.

He explained how All Might left him on a tall building after what any Hero would agree was a traumatic experience and proceeded to disregard Midoriya’s dream without a care in the world. What was Yagi-san thinking about leaving a kid that for sure couldn’t think straight because of the shock of the events in such a position? Yagi was born Quirkless, did he forget where he came from? How was it being oppressed? Even if by some chance he hasn’t experienced bigotry from his peers, he should at lead know about the high suicide rates for the Quirkless.

Midoriya continued talking about the insane training that would have taken a year to finish on his own but had his friends help out while Yagi came and left from Hero work even though Midoriya claims to have scolded the man for going over his time limit, basically acting like All Might’s consciousness and getting ignored like the real one.

And lastly getting One For All and finding a multitude of things about his family… Nedzu didn’t think it would be good news being related to a  likely dead war criminal but considering that Midoriya claims that Yagi and Miss Midoriya’s relationship was… not so professional, you can imagine which of those facts is better.

“That was… an interesting story to say the least.” Nedzu lowered the tablet on which he had taken notes in the meantime. “Though, I would like you to go a bit more in detail in how you managed to activate your Quirk Factor.”

“Oh, that’s actually easy, One For All actively seeks out the person’s Quirk Factor to parasitize upon. All I had to do was to show intent to use what would likely have been my birth Quirk.”

“Which would have been either Telekinesis, All For One, or a blend of the Two.” Nedzu finished while thinking at the theoretical ability to take Quirks from afar. “I must say Midoriya, you have piqued my interest in many ways today, some ways that most people wouldn’t want to.”

“I'm honored…?” Izuku Midoriya said confused and Nedzu had to admit there wasn't really a good answer to today's events.

“Of course, I would also be curious what you want to do in the near future.”

“I want to join UA's Hero Course.”

Nedzu froze again, something that became a common occurrence for today but this time was different. “All for One's grandson wants to become a Hero?” Midoriya nodded and Nedzu started laughing, not an evil one, or a mooching one. No, he was genuinely laughing at the absurdity of the situation. “That's splendid . Tell me Midoriya, what kind of Hero would you want to be?” 

The boy looked at Tenko, then at Toga which he proceeded to hold her hand before turning back to Nedzu. “I want to help people that usually would get forgotten or ostracized. There are enough Daylight Heroes and what I have in mind would require me going in Underground Heroics.”

Nedzu smiled at that. Even though the boy wants to do exactly the opposite of what All for One did, he still manages to find parallels to his activities. “I will be more than happy to welcome you to UA when the time comes. Perhaps I might put a recommendation myself if you prove worthy of it.”

Izuku Midoriya put on a friendly smile but Nedzu didn't fall for it. “Well, sir, would the analysis done on the UA staff that I've used to take them down would be enough?” A notebook appeared in Midoriya's right hand, titled "Quirk analysis for the future No 16." and he stretched his hand for Nedzu to take it. 

Nedzu accepted the notebook and opened it to the first page that was on Present Mic. He read with utmost interest the entire page and when he turned it the analysis kept going. “How much do you have on each member of the staff?” 

Midoriya shrugged. “The shortest is PowerLoader with three pages and the longest is EraserHead with seven. The deeper you get into my analysis the more speculative it is.”

“Well, from what I see on Present Mic, even your speculations on how their Quirks work is correct on the most part.” Nedzu closed the notebook, mainly because he wouldn't be able to stop if he got to the good parts. “You already have beaten the teachers, which would be much harder than any physical exam we would give you, and our dissertation and these notes could be considered the interview. I could honestly give you the written exam right now and place your spot into UA’s Hero Course and be done with it.”

“You can seriously do that?!” Toga asked in surprise and Nedzu nodded. 

“Yes. UA is known for its freestyle type of teaching so we could basically do anything in our power to help teach and help our students develop.”

Midoriya seemed to be excited about the idea. “Dad basically tutored me since I was a kid so I've always had a head start and kept it even after he left. I should be able to take it with little difficulty.”

“Then I will go get a copy of it to see what you're capable of.” Nedzu headed to the door-

“Wait, Nedzu-San, if the teachers woke up from… you know.” Toga giggled at Midoriya's comment. “I have taken Voice and Somnambulist during the exercise, I want to give them back.”

Nedzu nodded hesitantly as he thought how no actual hit was heard when the Voice Hero was snatched and the scream followed by it. “You have displayed the power of All For One in front of everyone and we didn't even realize.”

Midoriya smiled so brightly that you could forget he can probably tear down the school if he really wants to. “I call my All For One, Quirksmith for various reasons that I might explain at a later date.”

Nedzu nodded before continuing on his way, the notebook still in his paws and reading from it while walking. 

Izuku Midoriya is fascinating to say the least. 

Chapter Text

The meeting with the two Heroes that he took their Quirks went as expected.

And by that Izuku means that Eraserhead came through the door, Quirk active like it would scare or even intimidate him. To say the least, the Hero glared even harder as Izuku started giggling at the stare that would usually freeze the opponent on their feet.

“Give. Their. Quirks. Back!” Eraser said as he stomped in front of Izuku, the scarf moving like a snake in the air from the minor telekinesis that, for some reason, is not mentioned anywhere and is not really used by him.

Izuku grinned at the Hero as a question surfaced in his mind. Does mister ‘all I is logical’ not know about the fact his Quirk evolved after he absolved high school?

“I am afraid I cannot do that while you look at me like that.” Izuku glanced at the door as Nedzu, Present Mic, Midnight, and Vlad King for some reason, entered the room. It was worth noting that any of them had any kind of papers that could be the test but Nedzu was now having a Laptop instead of a tablet. “Kind of a harsh way to treat a child, isn’t it?” Izuku pointed out while gracefully ignoring the wilder movements of the Capture Scarf.

The itch came back as Izuku thought of obtaining the recipe of the special alloy used to reinforce it. It intrigued Izuku that the feeling to Take is also applying to something other than Quirks.

“Yes, the hostility Aizawa is showing is unnecessary and counterproductive.” Nedzu scolded the Hero, which begrudgingly stopped his Quirk. Izuku also had to stop the urge to mess with the Hero by activating his own Erasure, such a wild card must remain hidden. “As you might expect, Sekijirō Kan and Shota Aizawa came to ensure the safety of their co-workers.”

Izuku looked at the Blood Hero, Vlad King, the man didn’t actually seem to be on guard, instead, he was looking with curiosity at Izuku. Like he was contemplating what he heard about him was true or not. “The faster we solve this predicament, the better.” Kan said while the two de-Quirked Heroes came forth.

“Youthful and Dangerous.” Midnight said while licking her lips. “I like your type.” She continued with a creepy giggle but Izuku saw right through her front.

“Maybe you should try other intimidation methods, granny.” Izuku took her hand in a fraction of a second and gave back the Quirk, then he let go and backed off as her whip appeared and hit the air where Izuku stood. Who needs Danger Sense if you know the patterns of your opponent?

“You little-” Midnight seemed that was about to lunge at Izuku but Vlad King put a hand on her shoulder, sternly keeping her in the spot.

“Thank you.” Nedzu chirped while gesturing to Present Mic to approach Izuku.

“Hello, Little Listener.” Present Mic said hesitantly. “Will it hurt?”

“Considering that I’ve already given Midnight her Quirk,” Izuku looked at the Heroine that just now realized this fact. She ripped a bit of her costume and her aroma appeared. Shitty costume design but Izuku knew the Hero Commission banned her from showing more than her hands because she was walking basically naked as a 16-year-old student. How was that saying? As you make your bed, so you must lie on it? “It's fairly obvious you won’t even feel it if I chose not to.”

“Oh.” Present Mic said relieved, then taking off his fingerless gloves and stretching his hand. “It requires skin contact, right?”

Izuku nodded. “Yes, it is one of the requirements.” He took the hand and Pushed back the Quirk. Since it was Taken so recently, the light flew back into the original body and fit back in its rightful place. “... I’ve also edited it so it is less likely to get a sore throat, you complained about them two Fridays ago, on your Radio Show.”

The Voice Hero lit up at Izuku’s. “You listen to my Show?” He said in his usual loud tone while his lips perked up in a smile.

Okay, he is more excited about it than Izuku expected. “Yeah? Himiko and I like the music you put on, and the stories you share about stuff you encountered during your Hero job is entertaining.” He explained and gained a hum of agreement from Himiko, making the Hero emanate happiness. Seriously. Izuku could almost confuse it with how his sentient Quirks accidentally emanate their emotions.

The mood in the room lightened after that discussion. Midnight relaxed and seemed to have forgiven the comment Izuku made, while Eraser Head loosened up slightly but his guard was still up.

Interesting. So Nedzu hasn't told them more than that Izuku can take and give Quirks. 

“Well, now that little misunderstanding is finished, ” Nedzu spoke as he placed down the Laptop on one of the desks in the library, turned it on, then opened a program from one of the folders present on the Desktop. “I have prepared the test we are talking about.”

Izuku threw Nedzu a look with a raised eyebrow. “Digital format?” 

“Let's say that this test is just a bit harder than the ones we give normally.” Nedzu chuckled and the teachers trembled. “While this is done, PowerLoader should wake up for the UA tour I've promised Tenko you two would receive.”

Izuku nodded, took a seat in front of the laptop, then looked over what the test was about. “Finally a challenge.” He muttered under his breath as he reached to the device and started typing. “I'll finish it in 30 minutes but if I can use a speed Quirk I'll be done in 15.”

Nedzu answered by letting out a laugh that cannot be associated with a sane person. 

Izuku just shrugged as he activated the Speed Quirk and started typing. He always had the problem of his body not being able to keep up with his mind, this is just Izuku needed to fix that impediment. 

While Izuku was taking his test to literally become a UA student the next year, Himiko was left to bother the teachers that were watching fascinated, and yet disturbed how the white-haired boy was breezing through Nedzu's test. 

“You're Vlad King, right?” She asked while approaching the Hero. 

Vlad gave her a soft smile. “Yes, I am. Though I'm surprised people know you, it's not like I'm popular or anything.”

“Zuku has notes on every UA teacher.” Himiko pointed to Nedzu, who was standing on one of the bean bag chairs, madly chuckling to himself while reading from the said notes. “and you are one of the few people with a blood Quirk in Japan.”

“So that's why you know of me.” Vlad huffed in amusement. “I guess we have something in common.”

“Oh.” Himiko froze for a bit. “You'd know, as Heroes, about what I've done.” Himiko felt anxiety creep up at the thought of meeting someone who recognizes her. 

“Y-Young lady, there's nothing to be ashamed of. Your health was on the line.” The Horo said reassuringly but his voice was strained… 

Himiko sharply turned her head to Izuku and Tenko and saw that they were glaring at Vlad King but turned back to their activities as she looked at them. Himiko let out a snort and her overprotective friends.

The two boys understand Himiko and would protect her if someone would be hostile to her past.

Shota didn’t like Midoriya by any means. 

As much as he would have wanted to call out Nedzu on the fact that no one should be able to control several Quirks in just a bit over 48 hours, Shota knew that The Rat would never say such an illogical lie.

There was also the fact that the longer Shota was in the same room with Midoriya, the harder it was to tolerate him it was.

When Shota entered the room, Quirk blazing, Midoriya stood up straight with confidence that Shota hadn't seen any Pro Hero or Politician, even Endeavor didn’t give such ‘I’m better than you’ vibes.

Then it was the challenge of Nemuri, Midoriya clearly knew he was poking the bear and he preemptively dodged. It was like he wanted to prove something but Shota didn't know what. 

But then the whole thing with Hizashi came and Shota was at a loss.

Was Midoriya someone that believes is above them or is he just a kid putting on an act of confidence? There was no answer to this question yet. 

To add to the confusion was also the hostility to The Blood Hero as he made the comments about Toga but it was somewhat understandable. If he went out of his way to help someone, it is more than guaranteed that he'll do anything in his power to protect them from going on the original, dark path. 

Izuku was done in ten minutes with the so-called test and proceeded to crack his knuckles to attract the attention of the rest.

Nedzu got up and took the laptop, even though he was an animal Izuku could still make out from his body language that indicated he was pleased with the results.

“You could have asked me some psychological questions instead of trying to sneak them in in this weird test.” Izuku said casually. “What was it supposed to measure?”

“Oh, nothing much.” Nedzu said as he continued reviewing his answers. “Just how much knowledge you have in every subject we are teaching at UA. You could just skip math, physics, and chemistry because your education is well above what we teach, same with History, English, and Law regarding Quirked activity.”

“Well, dad made sure I’m getting the best education, this meaning he tutored me.”

“And he was probably tutored by his father.” Nedzu hummed as he closed the laptop. “That would explain why more modern subjects are not that well covered. Modern Hero Art History is the one you have the worst knowledge of but is still on par with stuff we teach to second years.”

“So this means I pass?” Izuku asked while leaving closer.

“Yes. Congratulations, Izuku Midoriya, on getting one of the four recommendation places UA has for the Hero Course.” Nedzu started clapping and Izuku realized that the rest of the teachers didn’t know why he was taking this test.

“He has what?” “You gotta be kidding!” “Rat, what is the meaning of this?” Present Mic, Midnight, EraserHead complained while Vlad King was slowly walking to where Nedzu left Izuku’s notebook.

“You heard me, ladies and gentlemen, Izuku Midoriya will be part of the following year’s Hero Course.” Nedzu said as he clapped his hand for the last time.

By this point in time, Vlad King managed to get the notebook and look into it. “No wonder he beat us so easy.” He muttered under his breath but he was still audible. “Wait. Is this blackmail material?” His eyes started moving faster and Izuku let out a dark chuckle, starling the Hero and making him close one of Izuku’s prized possessions.

“As entertaining as it is to see adults act like I would be a threat to their very existence,” Izuku took a pause to enjoy the glare Aizawa threw at him. “I am just a child and I came here for other matters than to be exposed to the Qurikist bias some teachers seem to have towards my capabilities.”

Izuku looked at Nedzu, both of them knowing that if the connection between Izuku and All for One would be public, the entire country would jump into chaos while the remaining allies of the man would come forth to agree to the Second Coming of The Demon Lord. 

“Yes, unfortunately, PowerLoader has yet to wake up so Tenko might need to substitute if he is so kind to do so.” Nedzu said while turning to Tenko which nodded before gesturing to the door. “I am glad we managed to talk out this little predicament. I hope that you will enjoy this tour even though you will lack a guide.” He waved at the three of them as the door closed. “Oh, and Miss Toga, I expect a great performance when you’re going to partake in your own test in the future.”

The door was now closed and Himiko was glaring at Izuku. “What?”

Himiko punched Izuku in the arm. “You finish in ten minutes what is possibly an all-in-one exam for the third year and expect me not to be mad?! What kind of expectations will the principal have of me??”

Izuku chuckled awkwardly while rubbing his neck. “Oh, yeah, sorry? Though the expectations were already high considering that Tenko is one of the best, if not the best, Support Course student UA ever had.” Another, lighter punch, came accompanied by a short whining sound from Himiko while Tenko was silently laughing in front of them. “Hey, now that everything for me is basically solved six months ahead of schedule, I can help you learn and stuff.” Izuku gently grabbed her hand and pulled her after himself to follow Tenko.

“You better be helping me because the stories you told me about Nedzu are anything but reassuring.” She commented as she fastened her pace to walk next to Izuku, neither letting go of the other’s hand. “Did the Hero Commission really put him as the Principal of UA so he won’t collapse Japan’s economy, or is it just an Urban Legend?”

Izuku shrugged as they continued walking. Nedzu is an odd individual even if you ignore he is an actual animal.

Nedzu watched for what was the twelfth time the security recordings of how navigated around the school. The boy was long gone but the rodent’s mind drifted to the memory of Izuku Midoriya, just standing there when EraserHead barged into the room, and an aura of superiority engulfing everyone present.

Why try to show a display of power to the UA staff but not Nedzu himself? Was it because EraserHead was the only one capable of taking him down and wanted to signal he was calling the shots? Or was it another hidden plot that he had planned for when he would actually be a student at UA? So many questions and so few answers.

Nedzu accepted Midoriya in UA because of two reasons: Surveillance and Understanding.

He cannot keep track of Midoriya if he decides to go to another Hero school and the cover-ups that Hisashi Midoriya admitted he has done to hide his connections is a clear sign that he has more influence than Nedzu and that he could brush off any accusations.

Nedzu also wanted to understand why Midoriya would try to become a Hero in Japan if Hisashi Midoriya’s influence is spread over half of the United States of America? He could simply go to live with his father there and forget Japan even exists. Is not like he is anchored by family considering how little he talked about his mother and how lowly he was thinking of her now that her relationship with Yagi was known… 

Nedzu played the recording of how Izuku Midoriya, Himiko Toga, and Tenko Shimura left the library. He was amused by the theories spread about himself but the main interest in this recording is the interactions between the three.

Tenko was obviously acting akin to an older brother towards the two and they were just enjoying each other’s presence, chatting and joking.

Nedzu thought of how many students left his school and created unbreakable bonds between these walls, walls that Nedzu so thoroughly and meticulously maintains.

Maybe it was the fact that Izuku and Hisashi Midoriya had a family that wasn’t bound by blood connections that were keeping them bound to Japan, that would explain quite a lot.

His thoughts were cut by a message appearing on the tablet and the display of the cameras was obscured.

/=/=/=/

[Recovery Girl]

Toshinori woke up.

/=/=/=/

Nedzu sighed as he got off the chair and left his office, he needed to go and ask Toshinori Yagi quite a few questions.

Some about how idiotic he must be to leave a child on a tall building, some about how he can be trusted around children if this is how he acts by default.

But mainly, Nezdu wanted to know if the man was capable of teaching if he still wanted to find a successor. If Izuku Midoriya's testimony is anything to go by, some students might perceive the Hero as being… too friendly. 

Midnight's outfit and language were enough of a PR nightmare, pulling a student to the side and asking them to eat lunch with him to see if they are fit to be his successor, will end up public sooner or later and Nedzu doesn't want to deal with the dirty minds of humans. 

Nedzu thought of suggesting to Yagi some books and other formats of information on how to be discrete but the words of Izuku Midoriya rang inside his mind. ‘All Might is incapable of being subtle, let alone discrete.’

Nedzu wanted to not believe an ill word about the Symbol of Peace but the obnoxious laugh and fake smile were enough proof that the man was wearing a metaphorical mask to lie to the entirety of Japan that he will be there for them.

Nedzu remembered the prediction Night Eye made and started fearing that two All For Ones are not the only bad news that is on their way.

Masaki Mizushima, Hero Name Manual, was patrolling the streets of Hosu.

It was a rather late hour so the streets were mostly deserted because of it and for another reason. The Hero Killer.

Stain is coming close to killing two dozen ‘Fake Heroes’ and is reflected in the unrest people are feeling when walking outside. Civilians are not the target of the Villain but a serial killer is still not something to joke about.

‘At least Moonfish was caught in Kamino.’ Masaki thought to himself as a means to calm his nerves. With the title of The Normal Hero, you don’t get much publicity so he was also relatively safe patrolling alone.

“Excuse me, sir.” A voice of a child cut through his thoughts.

When he turned his head he saw that a teenage girl with blonde hair and cat-like eyes was standing next to him. “Hello kiddo, did something happen?” He gave her a warm smile and she smiled back.

“Is kind of silly of me but I leave a few steers away and to get home fast I need to go through the alleys.” The girl started fidgeting out of embarrassment.

“No worries, young lady, is a Heroes’ job to help the ones in need.”

“Thank you, sir.~” She said cheerfully as she started walking with a spring in her step.

Manual followed her on the street to the first alley and- Yep, this really gives murder alley vibes.

It was one of the tightest alleys that he has seen, probably made without thinking about large, heteromorphic-type bodies. There was a huge dumpster that was blocking two-thirds of the walkable area and some narrow windows were on either side of the building, giving the impression that someone would throw something and fall on your head.

No wonder the girl wanted someone to walk her home, Manual didn’t want to walk through here either.

Thankfully the girl seems to have found her confidence with him following to make sure she’s safe. “Thank you, Manual, Zuku really wanted your Quirk.” She said in a tone so sweet that the Hero is sure he heard wrong.

Masaki let out a laugh. “Could you repeat again, I swear you said something about someone wanting my Quirk.”

“Yep.~” She said cheerfully that Masaki didn’t have time to process the shadow next to the dumpster and brushed his face with its fingers.

Right after, his vision blurred, and his mind became cloudy.

Izuku chuckled darkly as he felt Muddines take effect on the Hero.

“Great performance Vampire.~” Izuku said in a teasing tone that resulted in Himiko punching him in the arm once more. 

“Okay, I admit it is fun to mess with the Heroes.” Himiko said with a fake pout. “Now are you going to tell me why you wanted his Quirk?” 

“Well, it's quite simple.” Izuku said while reaching for the 'Hydrokinesis' Quirk and started Upgrading it. “His Quirk not only allows him to control water but it also can control liquids with a similar composition and recreate the same liquid if he made contact with it, ” When the process was ended, Izuku turned on Steel and made a shallow cut on the Heroes' neck, just enough for a bit of blood to come out. “those liquids are also tears.” He turned off steel and picked his blood-stained nail. After he extracted the copy of the Upgraded Quirk, Izuku put his hand on the Hero once more and reverted the changes done. “So now I can hydrate my eyes for basically endless use of Erasure.”

“So anyone in your sight is forced to fight Quirkless.” Himiko said in awe and Izuku activated the aforementioned Quirk, making her frown. “I don't feel anything different.”

“That's because it doesn't work on augmentative types.” Izuku explained. “Feline upgrades your already existing body so you don't have Plus Alpha Brainwaves to be nullified.” He turned off Erasure, reached and held her hand, then gave her back Imitate.

Izuku activated Erasure once more and she made a weird face. “Okay, you're right, this is really weird.” Himiko admitted as she frowned. “Is not like when you take it, I know it's there but I can't reach for it… It's like you reach for the TV remote but you can't bring yourself to stretch far enough to grab it.”

And with that, Izuku lost concentration and started laughing. “That is the weirdest explanation of a Quirk I've ever heard.” He said through struggling breaths from the absurdity of it. “Too lazy to grab the TV remote, now I can die knowing I've heard everything.” Himiko was about to retaliate when Izuku saw a shadow falling to the ground from the one of the windows above.

Izuku turned serious and activated Black Whip as Danger Sense told him about an incoming projectile. The object was thrown and grabbed mid air by Izuku using Black Whip, then it was brought closer to be inspected. 

It was a rusty military knife. 

“You little Villains are profiting off the kindness of a Hero?” The shadowy figure growled at them and Himiko walked behind Izuku. “You're worse than those Fakes.”

Izuku almost groaned as the word 'Fakes' left the man's mouth with so much malice it could be confused with dad talking about neckties. 

What's the deal with so many trigger-happy Villains with knives?

Himiko had no idea what was going on but she was relatively calm considering that Izuku groaned at the man's weird comment. 

“Of all the people we could have encountered, it just had to be you.” Izuku said in annoyance, making Himiko, and presumably the man, confused. 

“Please enlighten me, who do you think I am?” The man said in a threatening yet challenging tone. Himiko's feline eyes adjusted to the darkness and she saw that the man was equipped with various types of blades. 

“I am talking about the All Might worshipping, Fake Hero Killing, blade licking psychopath: Stain.” Izuku said while gesturing dramatically to the man. Stain, The Hero Killer. 

“You sound rather confident for someone-” 

“Previously known as Stendhal.” Himiko can basically feel Izuku grinning at the man as she shoved in that bit of information.

Himiko also started smiling as Stan's jaw fell. “How do you-”

Stain was interrupted once more by Izuku. “Oh, don't act like it's hard to figure out.” Izuku taunted as he continued to gesture theatrically… like it was trying to distract the Villain. “One mad man disappears in Naruhata and another one, with the same combat style, appears in Hosu two weeks later.”

Izuku clapped his hands and Black Whip that up until now were crawling closer on the ground and on the walls lashed at the serial killer, the man stood no chance as he was encircled by them and instantly tied up.

The only reason Himiko even saw what happened was because Feline gives her night vision once her eyes have time to adjust. 

“What in the-” The man was interrupted by a whip covering his mouth. 

“Well, that was easier than expected.” Izuku said idly as he started walking to the Villain, the whips that seemed to have been created from under his shirt. “So Stainy, I am 90% sure your Quirk is blood related and it paralyzes people. What I don't know it's its name.”

Stain tried to struggle out of his restraints but to no avail. “Are you seriously trying to cut energy constructs with a knife?” Izuku asked, his tone amused while the Villain was looking straight in his eyes. “Tell me one good reason why I shouldn't just knock you out and leave you in front of a police station.”

Himiko has finally moved from behind Izuku to look him in the eyes that were now cat-like due to his Feline, not quite believing he would let someone like Stain get away. 

Stain stood silent, probably contemplating what to say to his captor. “What I'm doing is to help society.”

Himiko couldn't help but let out a snort as Izuku rolled his eyes. “Cool motive, still murder.” He reached and tapped Stain's forehead with his index finger, the next moment he was under the effect of Muddiness and Izuku let go of Black Whip. “Manual should recover his senses in under two minutes, he should be more than capable to arrest him.” Izuku muttered as he put his hand on Stain's forehead and red bioelectricity appeared. “And because he didn't want to share the name of his Quirk, I'll name it something banal, like Paralysis.” Izuku let go of the man and turned to Himiko. “This should be all for today.”

“You just wanted to say that thing, didn't you?” Izuku nodded with a smirk and Himiko snorted as she sent a message to Oboro, a Warp Gate appeared and they passed through it without a second thought of what they had done.

Chizome Akaguro, known at the Hero Killer: Stain, had no clue what happened. 

He remembers patrolling in search of Fake Heroes and seeing… Something? Someone? Chizome cannot remember all that he remembers is white hair and a pair of emerald eyes looking down on him and now he feels like he has lost something. 

He does not go after Manual when he regains his senses, the Hero has never seemed fame and something that happened during his wierd memory loss made him decide against seeking any Fakes until he figures out what the hell happened. 

Chapter Text

Izuku was in the living room with Himiko, looking at the morning news on the TV.

“There's nothing about Stain.” Himiko said and Izuku nodded, both frowning while deep in their thoughts. 

Normally, when someone to this caliber was captured, the News would be filled with such an event to reassure the civilians that they are safe. That was the case for MoonFish but now there's nothing about the well-known Hero Killer. 

“This is not good.” Izuku exclaimed as the News broadcast ended and he closed the TV. “He should have been under the effect of Muddiness for four more minutes over Manual.”

“Maybe he has some sort of mutation that makes him immune to this kind of stuff.” Himiko suggested and so Izuku's blood ran cold. 

He resurfaced Muddiness and Paralysis and started poking and prodding at them. “... I think you're right. Muddiness not only messes around with your head but it also has a Numbing aspect to it, an aspect that is similar to Paralysis but much weaker.”

“You said that his Quirk was a clutch so Heroes should be able to catch him now, right?” 

“If they are capable enough.” Izuku said in a sigh, after four months of knowing each other, Himiko is well aware that Izuku has no belief in the capabilities of the Heroes. “He's going to become more violent to compensate for lacking a Quirk.”

“You're not going after him, right?” Himiko said hesitantly while leaning on him as if to restrain him.

“Nope. The guy is way dangerous for my liking.” Izuku could just use Steel to be Stab-proof and knock the lights off the Villain, then leave it in front of a police station or something but Izuku doesn't want to use the Quirk without Dad's stamp of approval on it. “I wonder what dad is doing. He sent me a message after the tour that he’s going to be gone for a few days.”

“The message about being in America?” Himiko asked and Izuku nodded in response. “Probably just legal stuff to come back to Japan for good.” Himiko said off-handed with a shrug. “I hope he’ll come until Tuesday.”

Izuku nodded faintly while thinking about that day, Himiko's birthday.

Should Izuku buy something special? They are technically together but even dad said that they are kids and everything else. He definitely needs to buy something like a friend but what would that be? 

Kacchan intends to make the cake for the birthday party, Izuku could help make it… but is more likely for Kacchan to kick Izuku out of the kitchen so he could do everything uninterrupted. 

Tenko intends to manufacture some more materials for clothes imbued with her DNA so she could use her Quirk without problems. Izuku has no clue how he could help with that.

Oboro will take care of the drinks and if Izuku even thinks to touch his exotic bottles, he has no doubt the Warper would throw him into an infinite loop until he decides Izuku learned his lesson.

The itch resurfaced with a thought of giving her a Quirk but Izuku violently suppressed it and shoved it in the metaphorical Vault where he kept the rest of his bad thoughts… Izuku silently laughed at the fact he is using Vaults of all things as metaphorical compartments. 

“What's so funny?” Himiko asked with a puzzled look. 

When Izuku opened his mouth to answer, Tenko entered the living room. “Hey, lovebirds, stop cuddling on the couch and come eat breakfast already!” 

Both of them sputtered in response, gaining a mad laugh from Tenko's as he turned back the way he came. Izuku and Himiko followed him to the kitchen. 

Izuku can worry about a gift later… probably at an hour where dad could be easily contacted for advice. 

Yoichi had been stuck for days for what he assumed to be the deepest area of his brother’s Quirk.

He had felt everything that his brother had felt, including the never-ending pain of having the brain almost destroyed.

He had watched how Hisashi was taking care of the boy who claimed to be Yoichi’s nephew, not leaving his side unless it was to take care of his health.

He had seen how he carefully taught the girl for several hours on different fields of education such as mathematics, biology, English, Japanese, physics, and even some programming while the boy was standing to the side and aiding Yoichi’s brother with the tutoring.

What was his brother trying to do? Raise the next generation of monsters?

And then today, Yoichi had been able to see through his brother’s actual eyes, and through the mirror, the fixed face that had been destroyed six years prior. It was conflicting for Yoichi to see the face he had seen get destroyed back then.

‘So, brother, what do you think of Izuku?’ Hisashi’s voice was booming inside the oppressive Void. ‘By now you should have calmed down.’

‘So this is your plan of revenge? Keeping me in here to feel the same suffering you felt for six years?’ Yoichi said in a sneer but the effect was not the one expected.

‘You can feel everything I feel?’ Hisashi said in what sounded genuine panic and then the sensation of pain stopped. ‘Please tell me that it worked.’

‘... Yes, it did.’ Yoichi said through his gritting teeth. He was always a bad liar and Hisashi saw through the best ones at that skill, there’s not worth fighting when there’s nothing to fight for.

‘Good. It would pain me to know I would inflict any more harm to you.’ The voice sounded relieved but Yoichi wouldn’t fall for that.

‘Do not think that being inside your Quirk will make a difference. I will still not do as you please.’  

‘You’re still talking about that?!’ Hisashi sounded surprised and revolted. ‘That was 150 years ago and you’re still as stubborn as a toddler?!?’ The revolt turned into full-blown anger. ‘Are you really that suborn or did you not grow up in all this time?...’ A disturbing silence washed over the void, both brothers not keen on the second possibility. ‘You can mature and develop inside there, right?’ The tone had no hint of anger from earlier, all that was present was caution in Hisashi’s tone.

Yoichi didn’t know how to answer. He was stuck inside One For All for the past century and a half, only being briefly back in full-blown consciousness when the Quirk settled in the new hosts, in rest he felt like he was brain dead while watching everything from the perspective of the new host. Was he mentally no older than when he passed on the Quirk?

‘You’re either contemplating it yourself or you refuse to answer.’ Hisashi’s mumble echoed through the Void. ‘Is quite fascinating how Izuku’s Quirk and mine are so similar and yet different. I wonder if there’s a version of  me existing as a vestige that I cannot control.’ He said to change the subject as he was walking the streets of an American City and entered a building.

Yoichi frowned as he saw through his brother’s eyes how the people around them acted in surprise. They looked surprised but there was no fear. Speaking of which, how do these people recognize him? Is this the place the Trigger was manufactured and then sent to Japan?

“Mister Midoriya?” The female receptionist said in disbelief. “God, no wonder you refused to work from your office with that thing around your neck.”

A chuckle let out Hisashi and the mood in the room seemed to lighten. “Believe it or not, this is the lightest version of the device and my injury was far worse.” He adjusted the respirator that was perturbing his throat. “The first models looked like the Mask of Tutankhamun.” Some awkward laughs were heard across the room, none of them seemingly knowing about the item that was three and a half thousand years old. ‘Way to ruin the mood, Hisashi.’

Yoichi frowned. ‘Why can I hear your thoughts now?’

‘You can hear them?’ Hisashi said in surprise once more but didn’t seem to reflect on his real face. “Now if you excuse me, I will go to my office to solve some things. I expect the ones I’ve left in charge with the PR of my company to come and discuss some things.” The receptionist nodded as Hisashi entered an elevator and pressed the button for the highest floor. ‘You can probably hear my thoughts because I’ve turned off a specific Quirk in favor of another, there’s no reason to be worried about mind-reading Quirks in here.’ He explained on their way up and left the elevator into a corridor filled with doors and framed posters between each of them.

Hisashi briefly glanced at each of them so Yoichi saw that most of them were of Hisashi standing in front of Orphanages or Hospitals with multiple children, adults, and people that seemed of importance. 

Yoichi felt something very wrong was happening.

Hisashi wouldn’t steep so low to take advantage of children, right?... What about the hospitals? Were those also fronts for other factories of horrors for those ‘Nomu’ they had passed while talking to the weird Doctor?

“I can feel your distress, Yoichi, did something happen?” Hisashi asked with that sounded once more like a genuine concern but Yoichi was not fooled.

‘What’s the deal with the posters?’

“What about them?”

‘Stop acting like you are oblivious!’

“I am not acting, what are you on about? ”

‘Bullshit!’ Yoichi felt hyperventilating from a condition he no longer had as a Vestige. 'You make Umbrella bullshit with your Nomus in Japan and you want to tell me you're a Saint in America?'

No answer came as Hisashi entered the double-doored room from the end of the corridor, they were now in a room that had a glass wall on the opposite side of the wall with the door and the other walls were occupied with bookshelves and actual paintings. 

Hisashi went in front of the painting of himself, a young woman with green hair and forest green eyes, and a small child with Hisashi's hair but with the hair color of the woman, in rest, the child was a carbon copy of Hisashi down to the prominent diamond-shaped freckles that were now faded as an adult. 

Hisashi brushed the painting with his fingers as he spoke. “My brother was never that angry when we were younger.” He said it like it explained something but Yoichi had no clue what it was. “If you were just an imprint like the other Quirks, you would have remained the same, just some shadow of a dead person that I've longed to bring back.”

'So what? You mean that you had doubts I'm the real thing?' Yoichi sneered at the obvious change in subject. 

“More or less.” Hisashi took the painting off the wall and Yoichi saw a light come into existence in the distance, soon after the painting was covered in shadows, then dissipated, and with it the said light inside the Void. “If you weren't the real thing, the moment I would have regained my health, I would have killed you for being a painful reminder of my failures in my youth.” He spoke like he was talking about the weather and not about the plans of killing Yoichi with him.

Before either of them could say anything, three people entered the room and greeted Hisashi.

There were two women and one man. The man could have his appearance summarized as Cthulhu's little brother, while the women had no Heteromorphic mutations. 

“Welcome, ladies and gentleman.” Hisashi greeted with a smile. “We are here to discuss my health and how it will be seen by the public. I need to get this over with so I can return to Japan.”

“Aren't you going to at least explain the tube in your throat?” One of the women deadpanned and Yoichi could feel his brother grimace. For some reason, the three people turned alert at this. “Hisashi, the fuck happened to you? Someone would beat you with a shovel and won't get a reaction from you.”

“... It involves me not interacting with people face to face for the last six years and a very painful Quirk.”

The three employees looked at Hisashi with the expectation of an actual explanation and Yoichi didn't need to hear his brother's thoughts or feel his emotions to know that a carefully crafted lie is about to come. 

At least this hadn't changed in the last century. 

Mirai Sasaki, the Hero Nighteye, was working on the cases for The Hero Killer: Stain, and the Eight Precepts of Death when Kaoruko Awata, his sidekick, entered his office.

“Sir, there’s someone called Toshinori Yagi wanting to talk with you, it seems it’s All Might’s secretary.” Awata explained and Mirai’s mood lightened from the depressive reports he had on the desk.

“Thank you for informing me, Bubble Girl, invite him in.” Mirai said hastily as he started organizing his desk. Did All Might double back on the decision of training someone else and now he wants Mirio? It must be.

After a few minutes, that to Mirai felt like hours, the door of the office opened, and through it came a skeletal man with sunken vibrant blue eyes. After the door closed the man spoke. “Hello, Mirai.” He said in a familiar voice that was worn down by what Mirai assumes are sleepless nights from work.

“All Might, is a pleasure seeing you.” Mirai tried to smile but the decrepit state of his childhood Hero was weighing too much on his soul. “Have you decided to give up on your own training project and take Mirio under your wing?”

All Might turned grimmer than before and Mirai felt his stomach twist. “I am afraid not.” He gestured to a chair and Mirai nodded. After All Might took the seat, he continued. “There’s no gentle way to explain this so I’ll try to be blunt. One For All no longer exists.”

Mirai felt a chill run down his spine as All Might started giving his explanation.

Saying that this is horrible is an understatement.

All for One, the monster that defied logic, had a son and now a grandson. A grandson that All Might foolishly have believed it was a candidate for becoming the next Symbol only to turn back his back to the Hero and use a secret function of One For All to awaken his own version of All for One that, in some way, is more powerful than the previous ones.

“There were two All for Ones hidden in plain sight and they had no idea they existed until they felt like revealing themselves.” Mirai summarized the way longer explanation and gained a nod of approval from the Number One Hero. “... There’s more to it than you told me, isn’t it.”

All Might’s face of shock was enough of a confirmation. “I-I am afraid I cannot disclose the rest for now.”

“You came to me, the one that has been working as your intel gathering for several years, and you tell me that you cannot disclose information that is most likely crucial to this predicament, no, to this disaster?” He stared in disbelief at how the man he had known and respected for years was basically sweating bullets. “And if you didn’t come here to solve our disagreement from years prior, the one that made us not talk for all this time , why didn’t you go to Gran Torino first? That man has more knowledge than me related to the fiend.”

Mirai could only watch as All Might, the Symbol of Peace, was looking like a corpse moved by strings as he opened and closed multiple times, probably searching for an excuse.

What could have All Might be scared to share information on the matter? The effects of a Quirk? Unlikely. Nedzu not wanting to share something? The possibility exists but the Hero would have phrased it as such if it was the case…

“What was your relationship with Izuku Midoriya before the Transfer?” There was no actual mention of the boy lying through his teeth to obtain One For All so there must be something that cannot force the boy accountable for something akin to Fraud… if the term can even be used concerning Quirks.

All Might closed his mouth and panic started rushing in his eyes. 

Mirai sighed. “Considering that you don’t want to share the information needed to help you, All Might, I will require you to leave. Nedzu is more than capable of dealing with this problem if the boy just got his Quirk and the records of the father are immaculate.” He gestured to the door and after some awkward moments of silence, All Might got up from his chair and walked defeated to the door.

In the silence of the office, Mirai picked up his phone and dialed the number of UA’s secretary office. If All Might doesn’t want to share information about a potentially life-threatening danger, Mirai is going to get the said information from one of the sources.

Instead of the feminine voice of the secretary, a voice he has heard once or twice came over the phone. “Hello, Sir Nihgteye, did Yagi come to visit you? ”

Mirai sighed. “Of course you’d have predicted this.”

And with that, Mirai prepared himself for the bad news, knowing nothing yet about the unpleasant activities of All Might, the one he basically worshiped if you consider the money spent on merch, had done ever since he had chosen his successor.

After Izuku was done eating, he went to the Doctor to pick up some Quirk Duplicates for a mission he had in mind. 

The first Quirk was called Obscure, the Quirk creates a shadow around the body, making it impossible for any person or recording device to identify the user. This was also the Quirk dad used to hide his face for most of his career.

The second Quirk was OverClock, the same Quirk Six has and was more overpowered than Izuku imagined it would be. The accelerated state makes the world look like it froze in time for a few seconds, the only drawback is that you cannot breathe properly in that period so special breathing techniques might be necessary. That or just a Quirk that oxygenates the blood, something that Super Regeneration already does at the expense of huge amounts of stamina. 

The third and last Quirk was Auto Tracking. If Izuku knows how to fire and aim a Quirk, Auto Tracking can take control over the body and replicate Izuku's actions to a lesser degree. The Quirk was specifically chosen for the mission Izuku was planning. 

Window Shopping for Quirks. 

So Izuku was now on a rooftop with Six, looking through binoculars at the Hero Scanner with the Quirk called Scanner. 

“So this is the guy, huh?” Six said as he let down his binoculars.

“Yep~,” Izuku said as he let down his own binoculars. “Scanner can just look at someone and know what their Quirk does and how powerful it is.” Izuku is almost drawing at the thought of having an endless stream of data related to the Quirks around himself. “The problem is that I need him away from the masses, we cannot just snatch him with so many eyes on him.”

“So a distraction is needed…” Six lifted back up his binoculars. “The guy giving autographs in the back is his partner, right?” 

“Yes.” Izuku confirmed without bothering to look through the binoculars. “That's the Hero Hydra, he can summon something called Hydra Heads from behind his back and they can attack the target for him. Combined with Auto Tracking and Danger Sense, that Quirk would basically act as a bodyguard.”

“Wouldn't they be more like attack dogs?” Six commented in an amused tone. 

“That would imply I would let the Quirk out of my control.” Izuku said dryly, making Six snort for some reason. 

“Well, Mini-Boss, Hydra seems to have stopped giving autographs so we can begin.” Six jumped off the building without a care in the world.

Izuku looked over the edge and saw the man was completely fine. Did the Doctor experiment on him or something? That didn't matter now.

Izuku turned on Stockpile at 6% and jumped after him. The landing wasn't so bad because of Shock Absorption and any possible damage was getting fixed by Super Regeneration.

Time for the show to begin. 

Six was laughing inside how the Mini-Boss answers in the same snarky tone the Boss does. He had not seen Bosses' face in Seven or so years but Six can bet the moment he comes back from America, the two of them will look the same. 

Leaving the similarities between the two aside. Six changed his face back to his inconspicuous one before entering the streets from the dark alleyways. 

He approached the two Heroes and Six pulled from under his jacket the rope tied in a lasso at one end. Six activated OverClock and the world slowed around him, he put the lasso around Hydra and he started pulling the Hero by the rope into another alleyway, halfway through the alley, time started flowing normally but neither of the Heroes was really aware of what happened. 

The two Heroes cursed loudly and Six heard Scanner call for reinforcements over his earpiece. Not that it would matter. 

As Six turned the corner with Hydra still disoriented, Scanner flashed his Quirk at him before running in pursuit. 

Too bad for the guy that Doc's augmentations are not actually Quirks, and very bad for him that he didn't look up to see the Mini-Boss, ready to drop in an ambush as the three of them will be out of public's view.

Izuku watched as Six turned in a blur up until he entered the alley. 

'Come on kid, look up.' Banjo whined as Scanner did anything but that. 

'You'd think that Heroes nowadays would have a better situational awareness.' Sixth said in disappointment. The rest of the Vestiges seemed to agree. 

Izuku simply chuckled as Scanner entered the narrower alley where Hydra cannot unleash the full strength of his Quirk. 

He activated Stockpile and dropped off the building, right behind Scanner, the cracking of the concrete from Izuku's impact startled the Hero, making Scanner turn and swing at him. Too bad that Izuku has Shock Absorption on at all times so the hit wasn't even felt. 

“My girlfriend hits harder than that.” Izuku mocked as he turned on OverClock and Muddiness. One tap on the forehand and now the Hero wouldn't even remember Hydra has pulled away, let alone the rest of the things that are happening right now. 

“Come on buddy, you'd think that Heroes would be able to catch one Speedster.” Six was heard shouting and Izuku turned to see how Hydra unleashed five small Hydra heads to charge after Six who was doing some insane moves to bounce from the wall of the building to another and hitting the Hydra Heads with his explosive punches.

Hydra must have thought that Izuku’s landing must have been one of those explosions because he doesn’t seem aware of Izuku’s presence. Five long-suffering sighs were heard as Izuku just walked to the Hero and poked the exposed neck with his index finger. The Hydra Heads retracted the next moment, leaving Six without a scratch.

“You could have left me to play for two or three minutes.” Six said as he was brushing off the non-existent dust. 

Izuku rolled his eyes at the theatrics of the grown man. “Do I need to remind you that basic Hero protocol is calling for reinforcements when an unknown threat appears?”

“As long as it's not Hawks, we are fine.” Six shrugged. 

Izuku activated Steel and transformed his fingernail in razor-sharp steel, the Quirk Copying worked as always for both instances. “The Hero that's too fast? Is he capable of catching up with you?”

“If you factor in that he has access to the skies and he can use every knife-like feather to corner me and cut me a million times a second, then yes.” Izuku's active imagination kicked in and shuddered.

Izuku activated Danger Sense and nothing was detected. “We are safe to go.” He told Six and the man had pulled out his phone and messaged Oboro, soon after a Warp Gate appeared and they passed through it-

-And ended up in the Nomu Lab. 

“I assume the mission went well.” The Doctor said with a smile and Izuku activated his Quirks to display them. 

He felt three Hydra Heads summon from behind and raise above himself, one over each shoulder and one over his head. They couldn't become any bigger without training or the assistance of Stockpile. 

Izuku's vision went grayscale while the people changed color that emanates through their clothes. The Doctor was a light-blue, while Six was yellow with a tint of orange. “Extension of life expectancy at the expense of something akin to an immune system disorder.” Izuku said to the Doctor who had a gleam in his eyes, then he turned to Six. “Time acceleration Quirk but it only works on the holder and a small area around him.”

“Just enough to cover the clothes of a person and not create air-drag, the accelerated Stade cannot be extended to another person and even if it did, it would likely end badly. ” Six confirmed Izuku's guess about the Quirk.

Izuku hummed as he took a look at his laptop with a copy of the Quirk Registry. The Japanese Medical System is so shitty of categorizing Quirks that Izuku is going blind. Thankfully, the Japanese Hero System is equally shitty at keeping secret the identity of Heroes. 

Laser Ranger with his Bullet Laser Quirk and Air Blast with his Air Wall Quirk. “The two other Heroes I'm interested in can be tracked to their homes and dealt with them while asleep.”

“Isn't Laser Ranger married or something? Oh, and I'm sure Air Blast lives with his brother.” Six commented, gaining some puzzled looks from The Doctor and Izuku. “What? I like to keep up with the news about Heroes, it helps with the Job and is not like I have anything better to do with my free time.”

Izuku decided to leave it at that, mainly because he does the same thing, and he looked back on the Quirk Registry about a very specific Quirk name, Cell Activation. 

“ 'Cell Activation allows its user to activate the cells in their body or another person's body through touch. This increases regeneration, recovery time, and can even improve physical condition' .” Izuku reiterated the Quirk's description and the Doctor seemed to vibrate with excitement. “It seems to be running in the family, we might be able to get two of them.”

Six came closer and looked at the laptop. “Of course there's a catch.” He muttered as he pointed to the screen and Izuku's gaze followed. “They live on Nabu Island, the place has such a low population that we would be spotted as strangers if we illegally set foot on it.”

“Yes but the island is also a tourist attraction even this late in the summer break.” Izuku suggested but Six still didn't seem keen on the prospect. 

“That would apply to the coastline, I am willing to bet they live higher on the island where tourists would have no reason to be there… unless it is within the context of a tour around the island.” Six smiled maliciously as he opened a Google tab and started searching for such tours. 

Izuku followed with his own smile as what they were looking for was available. As Six moved to the side, Izuku got closer and booked everything for a three-day vacation with the said tour included, starting with the following Monday.

“Wouldn't Sensei disapprove of such a pricey Investment?” The Doctor butted in but Izuku dismissed it with a hand wave, somehow gaining that amusement of Six once more. 

“If dad can invest tens of thousands of Dollars to keep Yagi distracted from his real business, I can book a vacation for ourselves and close family friends with the credit card with endless funds he gave me.” Izuku closed his laptop and messaged Oboro. “Plus, I've told him that I'm going to drag him in natural light when he gets his face back.”

The Warp Gate appeared and Izuku said his goodbyes before he stepped through it.

This Vacation would be good for Dad to recover and a good pretext for the rest to relax.

Chapter Text

Izuku and Six were following Air Blast back to his home. 

They have dealt with Laser Ranger by Izuku acting like a fanboy and reaching out for a handshake with the obviously American-themed Hero.

“Any chase of convincing Air Blast in making physical contact?” Six asked in a whisper as he was ready to jump on the Hero and knock him out cold.

Izuku shook his head. “If my info is right, this guy was raised in a traditional Japanese household, the chances of him just accepting a handshake after being this tired after work will likely result in a hostile response.”

Air Blast turned the corner on the street Izuku and Six knew was empty and had no security cameras. Six turned into a blur as he ran after the Hero and Izuku was right behind him, OverClock active.

As expected, the Hero knew he was followed for the last minute and was turned to them. Too bad that they are moving faster than he could make a wall or blast them away.

Six went and kicked Air Blast in the stomach, the accelerated state of him sent Air Blast rolling on the street like a ragdoll. When the Hero managed to get up and aim at Six, Izuku was behind him and touched his head, the effects of the Muddines kicked in an instant.

“At this rate, we could copy the Quirks of every Hero outside the Top 100.” Six commented in his usual tone and Izuku thought of having every Quirk he had ever analyzed. 

Izuku always felt like Heroes limit themselves to those stupid 'Super Moves' or whatever the public was calling them but he knew better.

Quirks develop with the person and if they don't put any creative thought in their Quirk usage, the Quirk will go stagnant. Kacchan's sparks from the feet are likely a result of Quirk Evolution early in life when the body was still developing and so did the Quirk.

Izuku shunned away from that thought, shook his head, and used a healing Quirk he took from the Doctor before leaving to fix any injury of Air Blast. “Those Quirks hold no value compared to the ones that are about to come from the following generations.” Endeavor bragging on national television on how his son will surpass him is rather tempting even with the little to no information he has on the boy's Quirk. 

“If you say so, Mini-Boss.” Six approached Izuku and Air Blast and started dusting off the roughened up Hero. “Is almost 11 pm so it should be 11 am for the Boss.”

“Thank you for reminding me.” Izuku said with a nod and messaged Oboro to pick up Air Blast and leave him in his bedroom, leaving the impression he was so tired he spaced out on his way home. 

He pressed the contact of his father and put his phone to the ear. “Hello, Izuku, how are you doing?” 

“I'm good, Six, and I just got four Quirks that I was interested in.” Izuku looked at Six who was using his own phone, then a Warp Gate appeared. He gestured to Izuku to enter it and he did so, now being inside Oboro's house. 

“As intrigued as I am about what Quirks you have added to your collection, I haven't raised you with the concept of 'brag calling'.” Dad said in an amused tone and Izuku let out a snort as he plummeted on the couch. 

“I've booked a three-day vacation to Nabu Island, the first day of it being the following Monday.”

“... I'm sorry, Izuku, but I think that my ears weren't fixed as expected, did you say you booked a three-day vacation?” Dad's confusion was evident. 

“Yep.”

“... How's the Quirk called?”

“Cell Activation.” Izuku didn't need to see his dad's face to know he was smiling on the other side of the call. “If Quirk's description is right, then we have a candidate for fixing your lungs and maybe some brain damage.”

Dad hummed at Izuku's information. “This took faster than expected… to think that so much would have been fixed if I told you the truth earlier.” He said in a darker tone. 

“That's not exactly true.” Izuku tried to reassure his dad. “Even if I would have learned at the same time as Tenko, the chances of the nine-year-old me to understand the situation were low. There's also the fact that I discovered that Skin Shedding Quirk last year by chance and I couldn't have found Cell Activation with the knowledge I've had back then.”

Dad sighed. “Yes, you're right, it's not good to dwell on the past anyway. Anything else you wanted to talk about? Even though flight technology advanced in the last century and I'm almost done with the paperwork and legal stuff here, there's still a six-hour flight to Japan so I won't be available until tomorrow afternoon.”

“What should I get Himiko?” Dad laughed at Izuku's question. “What's so funny?” 

“And here I was thinking you were trying to hit two birds with one stone.” Dad teased and Izuku felt his face heat up. 

“Daaad!” Izuku whined while dad continued laughing. “I got it because of the Quirk, an actual vacation because we haven't gone on one since before the incident, and because you are likely looking pale as a ghost from the Shedding.”

“if you say so Izuku.~” Dad said, continuing to tease Izuku. “I'd go with some sort of plushie and some muffins.”

“Muffins?” 

“Muffins. ” Dad said with absolute certainty. “Muffins always do the trick.”

Izuku shrugged and said his dad goodbye and closed the call. 

After that, he looked up muffin recipes with cherries, pomegranates, and blood. The blood ones are, of course, non-existent but he can think of something. 

(The Next Day, around 2 pm)

Nedzu was the last to leave UA like usual. 

His routine is to make sure all teachers are out of the perimeter, then ensure that every member of security is identified by the automatic systems, and finally to activate the automatic systems from inside his office. 

You can imagine his surprise when a tall man with snow-white hair, green eyes, wearing a tuxedo, and having something covering his mouth and the front portion of the neck. was standing in one of the chairs opposite the principal's desk. 

“Greetings, Principal Nedzu, I apologize for my sudden visit.” The man smiled and Nedzu's survival instincts told him to run and not look back. 

Nedzu hasn't felt like this in years but he knew better than to give in his instincts. “Considering your physical characteristics, I assume you are Hisashi Midoriya.” He made his way to his chair and seated for the rest of the discussion.

“Not greeting back? I am disappointed but considering the way I got in is understandable.” Midoriya spoke like he knew Nedzu was discreetly looking at the security footage on the screen of his computer. The cameras just glitched and he appeared in the office five minutes ago. “Izuku informed me about his early enrollment in UA despite not finishing middle school and I wondered about the legality of all.”

Nedzu felt a lump in his throat. Every piece of information gathered on the Midoriya family was all pointing to two things. They have enough influence to ignore the law and they are smart enough to keep up with Nedzu. “ Technically he isn’t enrolled in UA yet but we have signed an agreement that he will be able to claim one of the recommended places the following year. The reason this is possible is because of the liberty the HPSC allows in us in administration and teaching. If Izuku Midoriya wants he could also take the normal recommendation test, I am still interested in recommending him and multiple teachers were impressed in his skill.”

“I don’t think that I need to explain why this can be troublesome.” The man’s smile dropped. “The HPSC cannot be trusted so UA, being a school that gets its funds depending on the relations and results from it produces, is fairly obvious that they will take interest in someone like Izuku.”

Nedzu wanted to let out a sigh of relief. “I assure you that the Japanese wing of the HPSC has no actual information on All for One.” Nedzu searched for it thoroughly and found nothing despite his own influence. “Outside All Might and his close allies and of which only the Hero Gran Torino might be on his side.”

Midoriya briefly frowned. “Oh, he is the man with the Heteromorphic Jet Quirk, Nana Shimura’s business partner.”

Nedzu nodded. “He was also All Might’s homeroom teacher, you can imagine that favoritism can overwrite facts.” Midoriya nodded and the tension in the room was almost gone.

“Then I will take a risk and trust you with my son’s safety.” Midoriya rose from his chair and Nedzu’s gaze kept going up until the man stood up straight, he was 210 cm tall, if not taller. Then he bowed to Nedzu. “I will not take another minute out of your time, thank you for reassuring my concerns.” He left through the door while Nedzu stared intently at the camera observing the hallway, the camera glitched for three seconds, and then the man was gone.

Nedzu wanted to sigh in relief but considering what he had just witnessed, Hisashi Midoriya could as well be behind him, laughing at him like he is a caged animal once more.

He did not dare look behind himself as he triple-checked if Midoriya tempered with anything, then he activated the security system and left the School Grounds. All he can do is do his job as a principal and also keep the HPSC out of the Midoriyas’ way.

Himiko and Izuku were tinkering alone in Tenko's workshop because the older boy had to be somewhere, something about the company that sells his Support Items needing to hold a meeting. 

“Are you sure this would even work?” Himiko asked Izuku while looking at the megaphone-like Support Item. 

“Definitely. Elemental Quirks and Heteromorphic Quirks are the most common Quirks no matter where you go. Using the right frequency, this could take down everyone with a more delicate hearing and destroy Ice Constructs.” Izuku explained while sitting down and looking at the said frequencies he was talking about on his laptop.

Himiko absently looked at the laptop over Izuku's shoulder and her mind drifted away. 

Over the last four months that Himiko was taught by Tenko how electronics and many other things work and how they are required in Support Items manufacturing, Izuku was present most of the time.

They basically learned how to make Support Items together but he kept it on paper, helping her come up with new ideas and methods to implement them. 

Until now they have made three Support Items. 

The First is The Leaping Shoes, which were made using the Shock Absorption materials and blueprints of the Retribution Gauntlets. They generate Potential Energy for the jump and all the Kinetic Energy from the fall is Absorbed, but because it is still a prototype, the absorbed energy isn't stored but is actually released as heat. Once they can store up some of the Kinetic Energy from the fall, they will be able to recycle it for the next jump and reduce the need for energy from the batteries. 

The Second is what Izuku calls 'The Utility Bracelets' because it reminds him of Wonder Woman's bracelets and Batman's utility belt. After Himiko actually saw what those two items were, she totally agreed and intended to fill everything in the empty slot with something useful. 

And the third one is the megaphone in front of them. If Izuku is right, like he is usually is, then this can become very powerful.

The sound of the sliding door of the workshop opening brought Himiko back to reality and made the two of them look at it. 

“Hello, little ones.” A man in a familiar suit greeted them and Himiko took a second to realize who was in front of them. 

The white hair, cut short, and emerald green eyes were just like Izuku's. “Midoriya-san?!” Himiko said in a gasp before Izuku lunged at the man with such speeds he must have been using a Quirk.

Midoriya-san exhaled sharply as Izuku's hands were wrapped around his father's waist, as high as they can get considering Midoriya-san is over two meters tall. Izuku was also looking straight up with disbelief while Midoriya-san was looking down with amusement at Izuku. 

“I cannot comprehend how you look so similar and yet so different to how you were like a nine-year-old.” Midoriya-san said amused as he tried reaching to hug Izuku in return, unfortunately, the size difference resulted in him just covering the boy with his huge hands.

Himiko slowly approached them and Midoriya-san took notice of that. “Young Himiko, I technically saw you two with my 'Heat Vision' and 'Secondary Vision' but nothing beats real sight. I must say that you are a nice-looking girl, please take care of my foolish little son.”

At that comment, Izuku whined while hiding his face in his father's costume and Himiko let out an eep before trying to cover her red face with her hands. 

Midoriya-san just laughed while saying about how fun it is to tease 'the young ones.'

When Oboro entered the Workshop, he expected to see Izuku and Himiko working at a Support Item, or trying to stop one from setting the house on fire. 

But what he got was seeing the two of them poking and prodding at a familiar face. “Ouch, okay, you two know well enough that this hurts, why must you continue?” The man who spoke was standing on one knee for the two to be able to reach.

“Morbid Curiosity.” “It's fun.~” They said at the same time. 

The man sighed and his gaze landed on Oboro. “Oboro, if you dare join in on this, I'm going to fire you.”

Izuku and Himiko acknowledged Oboro's presence as well and he let out an awkward laugh. “I knew that the process was successful but it seems I couldn't process it up until now.” All that Oboro could do was stare in disbelief at the face he hasn't seen in years, the only difference being the presence of the respirator, the lack of eye bags, and the fact the skin was unnaturally pale. “It's good to have you back, Sensei.”

Sensei nodded then rose up straight, out of the reach of the children, and spoke. “Well, considering that I'm back I think we could go out a little to celebrate. I might have been living in Kamino for the last six years but I didn't have the occasion to visit the places.”

“We could go to Kamino Mall!” Himiko said cheerfully. “90% of the clothes that Zuku brought when coming here are just T-shirts with random words written on them.”

Oboro was tempted to say that Izuku got his fashion sense from Sensei, but the glare from Sensei was enough to know he is petty enough to extend work hours as retaliation. 

“Well, considering what I'm about to say, we need to go shopping anyway.” Sensei clapped once to attract everyone's attention. “Izuku… and I decided that it would be a shame to spend the rest of summer break with Himiko's tutoring and thinking about the unfortunate events that happened recently, we are going on a little vacation to Nabu Island.”

Himiko vibrated with excitement at the news. “Really? We are going to the beach, right? Takoba Beach is open only for walks and stuff like that and I've never gotten to a beach to swim or sunbathe.”

The Three of them smiled at her happiness but it was to hide their distaste, or malice for the Midoriyas , towards Himiko's parents. 

Ever since the appearance of Quirks, regulations have appeared to avoid the pollution of the environment, making for those kinds of beaches to be sparse but living on an island like Japan and never going swimming is just absurd. Another reason to hate those two irresponsible people.

“Then I guess we should get going.” Oboro suggested and the four of them left the workshop to prepare for going out.

Yoichi feels like his brother really went that mad that he somehow turned back into a human being… or at least he was pretending to be one.

After threatening that… thing that seems to be running a High-School for some reason; he went back to the house with the bar where his son and the girl were happy to see him and they poked and prodded at Hisashi's face. Yoichi cannot understand how his brother can act like this when compared to him six years prior.

Yoichi felt bad for the girl when she mentioned she didn't get to do any beach-related stuff and from what he could faintly hear from his brother's thoughts, the girl might have never enjoyed a proper vacation despite her parents doing financially well.

Even Hisashi brought Yoichi to the beach or a resort in the mountains in hopes of lessening the strain of his condition. 

Now they were in a mall. Hisashi and the Warper, Kurogiri if he remembers correctly, went on their way and left the kids to do their thing.

“So, Sensei, what are we going to buy for this vacation?” Kurogiri asked and Yoichi felt a smile creep on his brother's face.

“Oh, just some floatables for the kids, some Sunscreen Lotion, and so on.” The smile turned into a malicious one. “And I also need to update my wardrobe as well.”

Yoichi could see Kurogiri throw a pointed look at Hisashi before speaking. “Hawaiian Shirts?” 

“And socks with sandals.” Hisashi said with a special kind of sadism.

“Sensei, why are you so keen on embarrassing Izuku?” Kurogiri asked in a defeated tone. 

“One of the wonders of being a parent.” The glee was still present as he started walking with Kurogiri following behind.

After almost two centuries, Yoichi still couldn't understand his brother but seeing this side of him threw the baseline assumptions out the window. 

Izuku was basically dragged by Himiko from shop to shop. 

Despite the last time when they went shopping with Kacchan, Izuku now has the Strength Enhancer gifted from dad with Fire Breath and the rest so the bags weren't even felt weighing on his arms.

The day was going fairly well until he heard shouting from one of the shops nearby. 

“Drop your weapon!” That got their attention and got relatively close. 

What they saw was three Heroes aiming their Quirks inside a Convenience Store.

“What got them so worked up?” Himiko asked while they started closing in for a better view. 

Izuku shrugged as he activated Scanner, the three heroes were in the light-blue to green range. “No clue. Even if someone was robbing the store, that's too much firepower for an enclosed space. The shop is going to get destroyed if they fire.”

Then, as if to prove Izuku wrong, the Heroes fired their Quirks and half of their attacks somehow came back, hitting them point-blank.

“That was amazing, Gentle!” A feminine voice was heard from inside the store and Izuku's curiosity was piqued.

Izuku got in the entrance of the shop and looked inside while using Scanner. What he saw was a man with white hair and a mustache that was wearing a weird costume that was a blend between a butler and an acrobat. There was also a short woman that was wearing a similar costume. 

The man had a Quirk that was altering the tensile strength of objects that was in the green levels, and the woman had a Booster Type Quirk that seems to have a verbal trigger that was in the yellow levels.

“Thank you La Brava, how many views do you think we will gain with this encounter.”

“I am sure we are going to beat our top video with this.” The woman said cheerfully and when Izuku realized what was going on, he couldn't restrain himself from laughing.

“Zuku?! Are you hit by a Quirk or something?” Himiko asked, clearly concerned and probably thinking about Izuku's tangent about Miss Joke.

“Three Heroes. Were beaten. By freaking HeroTubers. ” Izuku forced through his laughter and Himiko looked back and forth from the Heroes to the 'Villains' that took notice of Izuku's fit of laughter. 

“Zuku, stop laughing.” Himiko punched him in the shoulder. “These people are likely dangerous.” She scolded but Izuku saw a smile perk up on her face at the situation they found themselves in.

Like these two would be able to even stand their ground against Izuku.

“Considering you know what we are, is it right to assume you are a fan?” The Gentle Criminal said with a welcoming smile on his face.

“Kind of?” Izuku finally managed to get his laughter under control. “I frequent theorizing forums and have bumped into your videos once or twice.” He looked to his sides and saw one yellow light coming from his left and two green ones coming from his right. “I don't want to be charged with Vigilantism from the Heroes coming this way so I'll leave you be. Good luck trying to not get caught.”

Izuku lifted the bags he accidentally dropped when started laughing and continued on his way. Himiko waved at the odd pair, then caught up to him. 

“Why did you leave them? You could have used OverClock and Muddiness, then they would have had no way of defending themselves.”

“Himichan, I might be a Vigilante to some extent but I am a Vigilante with standards . If the Heroes cannot catch them, then they shouldn't be Heroes in the first place.”

Shouting was heard once more from the store and they turned their heads just in time to see the same thing that happened just a few moments prior. The Heroes used excessive force, the said force was redirected back at them, and lastly, the two 'Villains' left without a scratch on them.

“Okay, you're right, this is just pathetic at this point.” Himiko said with a sigh and then they continued walking. 

Gentle Criminal and La Brava might end up helping take down the Hero Society without realizing and Izuku is going to capitalize on that. 

Chapter Text

After a four hour meeting with H-Tech's CEO, which was basically an argument hidden behind several layers of professionalism, Tenko finally managed to convince the man of the benefits of creating a branch of the company dedicated to clothing for individuals with custom tailoring and a sub-branch of it for Quirk-compatible clothing like the ones he made for Himiko when she started living with them.

The idea might have come up when visiting Detnerat and before working at H-Tech but there's nothing illegal in the fact his eyes flew over some documents while the CEO, Rikiya Yotsubashi, was busy ordering some of his subordinates.

So after the meeting was done and Tenko saw the message about a vacation, he simply shrugged and rolled with it, he needed a break anyway. 

So now he was on a Ship with Sensei, Boro, Izuku, and Himiko, and in a few minutes, they would dock on Nabu Island.

Himiko was asleep with her head rested on an equally asleep Izuku, and Sensei has probably taken a hundred pictures of them by now.

“I think we should wake up the two of them.” Boro suggested as he shamelessly took Sensei's phone, who was about to snap another picture of the sleepy heads. “And I think Izuku wouldn't be happy knowing you keep wasting memory storage for what is the same picture over and over again.”

Sensei took his phone back with one of his Telekinesis Quirks and begrudgingly put it in his pocket. “I'm not going to waste memory storage. Back when I was a kid, the average computer had one terabyte of storage so I know better than you two how to utilize what I have. In case the company that I own and operates in a third of America wasn't enough proof.” Sensei finished in a snarky tone before looking outside their cabin. “The sun didn't even rise yet, leave them to sleep until we dock, there's no rush.”

Oboro and Tenko nodded while also silently preparing the bags to be moved.

After they got accommodated at the hotel, Izuku went to the bathroom of the Hotel room and Messaged Six that they are ready for the tour.

Soon after one of Oboro's Warp Gates appeared and Six came out of it looking absolutely horrible.

He was wearing a straw hat, sunglasses, a Hawaiian shirt, jean shorts, and sandals. God, Izuku wanted to kill the man on the spot for tainting his eyes with such atrocity.

“Sup Mini-Boss, what do you think of my disguise?” Six proceeded to loudly sip a cocktail through a straw; the cocktail also has a tiny umbrella hanging on the side of the glass because why wouldn't it have one.

Izuku covered his face with his hands and let out a long, suffering, sigh. “Six, you look ridiculous.”

“Nope.” Six said, popping the ‘p’ like a child. “I look fashionable .~” He proceeded to do the jazz hands and Izuku felt Decay activate on instinct.

“No, you look like a great candidate for my first kill.” Izuku said coldly but Six just smiled like an idiot, not as big of an idiot as Yagi but it is impossible to reach those levels without actually being one. Izuku sighed. “At least you're not wearing socks with sandals.”

Six gasped theatrically. “I would never wear such a thing, I'm not a heathen.” He hissed as the sentence ended. 

Izuku shook his head and accepted his fate, knowing fully well that Six likely has something more hideous to change into if he burns his clothes.

When they entered the main room of the hotel, they were met by Izuku’s dad, wearing a Hawaiian shirt with a different pattern than Sixes’, jean shorts, and sandals with socks. Izuku looked at dad straight in the eyes and the only thing he could see was gleeful malice.

“How do I look?” The said gleeful malice was also present when dad asked that question.

Izuku just gave up, knowing very well that dad wears only fireproof clothing, and left the hotel room and entered the one on the opposite side of the hallway, that being where Tenko, Oboro, and Himiko are staying.

Oboro and Tenko were in the main room, presumably, Himiko was in the side one that was closed and where she would be sleeping while here. Oboro was giving Izuku an apologetic look, clearly knowing of Dad's fashion choices.

“That bad huh?” Oboro asked and Izuku plummeted face first on one of the beds inside the room.

“Six and dad are dressed almost the same.” Izuku whined, his voice muffled by the mattress and he didn't need to see the faces of the two to know they were grimacing. 

“... Anyway, let's review what and where everyone goes.” Tenko said as Izuku rolled on the bed to look at them. “Izuku, Six, and Sensei would go on this tour of the island to see whatever attractions are there and search for Cell Activation while Oboro, Himiko, and I stay on the beach and enjoy the first day of the vacation.”

“You are going to give your card given by the staff to Six so he could come with us without questioning.” Izuku continued. “And when I'm going to detect Cell Activation one and two, Six and I are going to sneak out of the group while dad uses his Quirks to mess with the minds of the rest of the people so they don't realize we are missing. All of this should take us only a few minutes so we should be back with no problems.”

As they finished plotting, Himiko came out of the other room. “I'm ready.~” She said cheerfully and did a pirouette to show her red, one-piece swimsuit costume.

If Izuku remembers correctly Oboro did say something last night about trying to surf and Himiko wanting to join in.

Izuku got up and zoned out to mentally prepare himself for going out the two disasters in the other hotel room.

Much to Izuku's pessimism in the morning, the tour goes fairly well. 

The tour guide looked like he was dead inside and sounded like that as well so they would need to worry about questioning them if they do something shady. 

There was an elderly woman whose husband was also dressed equally stupid to Dad and Six so she and Izuku looked at each other and had a silent moment of understanding.

And at the moment they stopped for the last attraction, Izuku finally detected the Cell Activation Quirks lower in the valley. 

“Found them.” Izuku said in a whisper to Dad.

“Then go get Six and do whatever you need to do.” Izuku nodded at dad's words and pulled six as a black mist started appearing around him and extended to the rest of the people present.

Izuku and Six ran off using OverClock and jumped down the hill in the direction where the Quirks were present. 

Izuku didn't expect to find himself in a graveyard but whatever. 

They got closer without OverClock and Izuku saw three people that are presumably the Shimano family: a man with light brown hair and two kids with the same hair color.

Izuku hid behind a gravestone and activated Scanner. The problem is that Izuku didn't know the second Cell Activation was of a child. The youngest of the children was the one with the Cell Activation in the Yellow Level and is not even trained, the kid couldn't be older than five and has a God Tier Quirk.

Izuku felt the itch of Quirksmith resurface while thinking of the Quirk but the Shimano family suddenly stopped in front of a gravestone, throwing Izuku off the loop as the father placed a bouquet right next to it.

“What are they doing?” Six asked abruptly, startling Izuku and reminding him he was also present. “Paying respects to someone that died?” 

“That's the reason for visiting graveyards beyond taking care of them.” Izuku deadpanned, then activated Feline for better eyesight. 

The name on the gravestone was a feminine one and was part of the Shimano family, was it a grandmother, an aunt, or-

-Izuku's blood ran cold as he heard the word 'Mama'. 

“That's the gravestone of their mother.” Izuku shakily pointed to the trio.

“... Okay. Let's get their Quirks.” Six tried to get up but stopped when he saw Izuku frozen. “Kid, you good?” 

Izuku shook his head. “I can't copy the Quirk of the kid. The father, yes, but I cannot bring myself to cut the kid for his blood, no matter how small it might be or that he'd heal himself without realizing.” Izuku couldn't bring himself to copy Mustard's Quirk without consent despite how many times he could have done it and he is just two years younger than him.

“Kid.” Six said as he put a hand on Izuku's shoulder and turned Izuku to him. “You said yourself that the stronger Cell Activation has a chance of healing some of the Bosses' brain damage.”

Izuku faintly nodded as he was reminded of his goals. He activated Steel, tuned his nails into iron, and-

'Are you sure this is the path you want to follow?' Shinomori was echoing from inside Quirksmith. 'Once you do this, you will be able to lower yourself to this level once more. 

Izuku opened and closed his mouth, trying to come up with a way to get around this predicament but to no avail. Izuku is going to admit he can be an absolute piece of shit sometimes but it was only to people that deserved it . He couldn’t just go and exploit a mourning family.

“Fine. If you can’t do it then I will.” Six spoke and Izuku suddenly felt a surge of pain in his fingers.

Izuku looked at his fingers and saw the nails of his index and middle finger no longer were there, Super Regeneration activated and the nails grew and transformed back to steel. He looked at six who were in a different position, then he looked at the man’s open palm. Two normal nails were in his palm, they were also bloodied.

“I’ve moved faster than your Quirk would have time to deactivate and cut the forearm of the man and kid with them. Look at them, they are not even aware that it happened.” Six explained and Izuku almost snapped his own neck at the speed he had while turning his head to look at the Shimano family.

They weren’t even rubbing their arms to indicate they felt any pain in the region Six said he cut them.

“Let’s go back to the Boss, if I remember correctly the Quirk he uses makes people lose their concentration, making them zone out but it has a time limit.” Six dragged him the way they came from.

Izuku followed Six but his mind was echoing the memory of the kids calling to their dead mother in front of her grave.

Six, The Boss, and The Mini-Boss got back to the Hotel.

The Mini-Boss was staring blankly at nothing ever since they got back to The Boss. Six was still holding the fingernails with the dried blood onto them.

“Are the Quirks copied yet?” Boss said as he locked the door of the Hotel room.

“Not yet, the kid got gloomy because of where we found the Quirks?” Six explained and Bosses’ look indicated to continue. “The Shimano family were visiting the graveyard where we found them and were visiting the grave of Shimano’s wife.”

Boss turned grim at the news. “... Despite the nickname you gave and is suggesting that Izuku is a mini version of me, he is not.” He said in a serious tone and Six knew that the time for joking is over. “I’ve raised Izuku to the best of my capabilities so he would not end up like me. I do not want for Izuku to be my successor or anything alike.”

Six was honestly confused by this statement. The thought of why would someone that is virtually immortal have a child despite outliving them is rather… dark . After Boss died, Six believed that Izuku Midoriya would be a fail-safe, someone that would carry on his legacy in case he would be outdated by the newer Quirks which he couldn’t handle. “With all due respect, sir, why permit the existence of someone like Izuku Midoriya if, in the long run, he is going to deviate from what you desire?”

“What I desire?” Boss said with a heartless laugh. “What do I desire, Six? Strength? Influence? Quirks? I have all of that already.” He shook his head. “No, what I desire is happiness for myself and the ones that I care about.”

Six stood silent as his mind drifted to his childhood… if someone can call that stage of his life childhood. He was a blob of meat that was able to even exist because of the three things Boss said he already had. Six wouldn’t even exist if the Bosses’ statement wasn’t true.

Six wanted to ask the Boss if he is considered someone that "he cares about" but a gut feeling told him that the answer is not something he would want to have confirmed.

“... Boss, I think that my job is finished here.” Six said and All for One stretched his hand for the blood samples, then gave a nod to assure Six can leave. He entered the bathroom, Messaged Black Cloud, and a Warp gate appeared.

Six stepped through it and contemplated what he would do if one day his services would not be necessary.

Izuku was in his bed, trying to sleep his way through his dark thoughts and the itch of Quirksmith for a new Quirk.

He hated himself for what he needed to do to fix his dad’s health but he couldn’t bring himself to even look anyone in the eyes right now. Were the Vestiges right? Is he going to end up the second coming of All for One without someone keeping him in check or is this just a trick on their part so Izuku wouldn’t get rid of them?

A knock came from the door. “Izuku, the door is closed, could you please open it?” Dad said, his voice muffled through the door. “I have several Quirks that would allow me entering through this door but…” A click was heard and the door opened. “Lockpicks are still useful even in this day and age.” Dad said before coming into Izuku’s view. “Six told me about where you found the Quirks.”

“Am I a bad person?” That’s all that Izuku could say while looking at his dad who was All For One, the bogeyman of Japan. “You would know if I am a bad person, right?”

Dad looked at him with a disappointed look. “Would a bad person be moping around just because they thought about doing so little harm that a bruised knee wound has been more painful?” He sat in bed right next to Izuku and ruffled his hair. “Would a bad person try to help their parent, despite their bad actions that wouldn’t deserve any forgiveness? Izuku, if you were a bad person, then Himiko would have been on the streets even to this day. If you were a bad person, you wouldn’t go out of your way to help people despite the legality of your actions.”

Izuku felt the weight on his shoulders lift a little. “... My Quirk sometimes makes me feel some sort of itch whenever I see a Quirk I’m interested in.”

“Have you acted in accord with your Quirk’s will?” Izuku shook his head. “Then why would that affect you more than thinking about the Quirk’s possible uses? Every Quirk comes with a means to activate it. You just got yours so it is fairly obvious that you cannot control it yet, with time you will not even feel it but it is absurd for anyone to expect a child with no experience to do things even some adults are not able to.”

They stood silent for a while, whether it was because dad waited for Izuku to continue or to calm himself down, was not discussed. Dad was also looking at something in his own palm.

“I’m going to make sure six doesn’t do anything this disrespectful ever again.” Dad spoke in a dark tone as he raised what he was holding.

Izuku grimaced as he looked at his own fingernails. “Shock Absorption numbed the pain before Super Regeneration activated.”

“If that was an attempt of protecting Six from the fact he ripped out your fingernails, then you have lost your rights to contemplate if you are a bad person or not.” Dad said as he rubbed the nails and the blood started being liquid once more. “Hemokinesis Quirks are rather interesting, I could clog blood vessels and no one would ever figure out it was me.” He stretched his hand and the blood staining his fingertips collected in one place.

“Is that you confessing on a murder?” Izuku asked in an amused tone and dad shrugged.

Izuku wiped the blood off his dad's finger and kicked it, soon after the two Cell Activation Quirks were inside his body. 

“Ready to have your lungs back?” 

“... Not quite, could you give me back Fire Breath for a bit?” Dad asked and Izuku shrugged before stretching his hand and surfaced Fire Breath.

After the Quirk was taken, Izuku combined the more powerful Cell Activation with Stockpile, and dad pulled out the respirator from his throat, the hole where the tube was perturbing was regenerated in an instant and he looked like he was holding back a cough.

Izuku placed a hand on dad's arm and activated the Quirks, after that dad proceeded to start a coughing fit while Fire Breath activated for some reason. Dad took in a sharp breath and when he exhaled a cloud of ash appeared with the flames. After that the Quirk couldn't continue the healing process, indicating that there were things still damaged inside.

“I think I've just coughed out my old lungs.” Dad said with no humor in his voice. “My analysis Quirk also tells me that my cerebellum is now fixed.”

“So it worked.” Izuku said relieved and dad proceeded to ruffle his hair once more. 

“Yes, it worked.” Dad let out an amused huff. “It's almost lunchtime, let's find the rest and find a place to eat.”

Dad got up and Izuku felt a surge of relief as he sprung up from the bed after him.

Himiko had a blast with Tenko and Oboro on the beach. 

Oboro, for some reason, was actually good at surfing despite never trying it before and he said something about reminding him about how his Quirk worked before Warp Gate.

Tenko tried as well but ended up destroying the surfboard with his Quirk and having to pay for it. 

And Himiko, despite not learning how to actually surf, managed to get lucky a few times with the waves and had a lot of fun. Oboro also took a lot of pictures and said it would frame them when they would get back home.

So when Himiko and the rest went to meet with Midoriya-san and Izuku, she planned to tell them all about her day. 

They met in the reception room of the Hotel and Himiko realized in an instant that Midoriya-san was not wearing the respirator.

“You two went Quirk hunting, didn't you?” Himiko threw the father and son a pointed look with that accusation and they flinched at the same time and in the same way.

“... Perhaps our activities for today should come after we eat and discuss yours.” Midoriya-san said while glancing at Izuku for a brief moment.

Himiko saw that the smile on Izuku's face was strained one so she decided to drop the discussion and do as suggested.

After Six was Warped back to Kamino he decided to visit the Doc in Jaku.

He bought up some food for the old man and everything went normal up until he entered the Nomu Lab.

The place was quiet, too quiet for Sixes' liking. 

He went from Low Grade to Middle Grade to Upper Grade and no sound was heard outside the bubbles created inside some test tubes. 

When he got into the High-End Section, he finally heard some sounds of actual work but it was the sound of Doc thinking out loud.

“-Okay but how do I accelerate its growth to be ready in under a year? OverClock could do but I would need some sort of a Heteromorphic Anaerobic Respiration Quirk which we don't have yet .”

“What's up, Doc?” Six asked as he looked at the whiteboards that weren't there yesterday, then at the screens that were showing some familiar schematics. The schematics to make a Homunculus, the same thing that Six is.

Doc was so immersed in whatever he was doing that didn't realize Six entered, so he almost jumped a meter into the air at Sixes' voice. “Six, you're back.” Doc calmed himself and started dusting off his lab coat. “I'm starting on working on Midoriya's fallback plan for the USJ event.”

Six blinked in surprise. “... The Mini-Boss wants All Might to live so he could experience stage two of the plan, right?” Six looked back at the screens and saw that the early development stage of the Homunculi project was cut.

“Yes, but he had doubts that the embers of One For All would die in only one fight.” Six shoved the bag with food in the Doc's arms. “I guess it is time to take a break, thank you, Six.” He went to his desk while Six was left to see what the hell they were planning. 

What he saw was a mangled mess between the Homunculus and the Nomu Projects. That's when Six realized what Doc was planning. “You're making a Homunculus that you can transform into a High-End.”

“Into a perfect Nomu.” Doc corrected Six while speaking with a mouth full of food. After he finished the food in his mouth so he won't speak like an animal, he continued. “I am going make a Homunculus that Midoriya or Sensei will put a Duplicate of All For One, the plan is to have the Homunculus already be a vessel for All For One so it would ease the augmentation process and gradually load it with the Duplicates of the necessary Quirks for round two.”

“Does Boss know about this?”

Doc frowned at Sixes' question. “Kind of? Sensei knows we are preparing for failure but he isn't aware of the mechanics you see now, not that would matter much, he wasn't very interested in the finer details of the Nomu so I doubt he wants an explanation of what is going behind closed doors with this project.”

Six turned to look back at the whiteboards and realized that he genuinely cannot understand half of the stuff written on it. “This… this is much more complex than your usual projects. Are you sure you can finish it until the USJ?”

“That's not when we are going to use this. Midoriya said that I have until the next summer break for him to finish it.” Doc explained and Six felt more and more confused.

It makes sense to attack at a later date to ensure that OFA is close to dying but the simple fact Doc needs a whole year to work on this is a huge red flag that this is going to be Doc's biggest project. 

“What about the High-Ends?” 

“They are not as High on the priority list.” Doc snorted at his own dumb joke and Six decided d that he doesn’t want to know the details himself on either project.

“Well, good seeing you, Doc, but I don’t want to know any more details about my “Birth”.” Six left using OverClock, trying to not think about him becoming another part of whatever this new project was meant to achieve.

After lunch, Himiko could clearly see that Izuku wasn’t in the mood to talk about their true reason they went on the tour so she left it at that until later in the day.

She knocked at the door of Midoriya's hotel room and Midoriya-san answered. “Hello, young Himiko.” The man smiled at her and gestured to her to enter. “May I ask why you came to visit us?”

After Himiko entered the room, she answered. “Zuku and I usually go for a run every other day and I was curious if he wants to come today as well.”

Midoriya-san smiled. “I am sure he will like to go out to take some clean air but I think you should be asking him yourself.” He gestured to a door that is likely to be Izuku's room.

Himiko nodded before going to the door and knocking on it. “Come in.” Izuku was heard and she entered.

Inside she was met with Izuku staring at two whiteboards that clearly don’t come with the hotel room, especially the list of names that Himiko is 100% are the names of Quirks.

“Could you not spend one whole day without plotting something?” Himiko jokingly scolded and Izuku seemed to be startled by her voice.

“After four months, I thought it would be obvious I’m a workaholic.” Izuku shrugged as he regained his composure. “I thought dad was  the one to enter.”

“Well, at least your dad doesn’t work during the vacation.”  She said accusatory but Izuku just gave her an amused smile. Himiko turned around at the door she just entered through and opened it slightly to look inside the other room.

Two whiteboards that weren’t there when she entered were present and Midoriya-san was sitting at a table, writing on a laptop that also wasn’t there when she entered.

“Dad is the same, he just has a pocket dimension Quirk to hide anything incriminating,” Izuku explained after Himiko closed the door and turned back to him. “So what do you want to talk about?”

“Want to go for a run instead of burying yourself in work?” Himiko said bluntly, knowing very well that this was one of Izuku’s bad habits.

“Sure, give me a minute to change.” Izuku said and Himiko dodded before leaving for the other room. 

There, the whiteboards were gone, and instead of the laptop, Midoriya-san was holding a book. Normally, she would have paid no attention to whatever the man was reading but knowing what she knew now, she took a better look at the book. “Midoriya-san, why is the book you’re reading upside-down?” Himiko said, a smirk appearing on her face as the man realized his mistake.

“It is… to challenge myself. Yes.”  Midoriya-san tried to sound stoic but seemed to give up as he looked at Himiko’s smile, probably figuring out she knew about his swap.

“I’m ready.” Izuku exclaimed as he entered the room and Midoriya-san closed the book and left it on the table, presumably to spare himself from another amused look at his expense.

“Well, have fun you two. And please don’t get yourself into a Villain attack on an island that the worst crime that happened in the last decade was setting a bush on fire.” 

“What is that book about?” Izuku retorted and Midoriya-san froze for a second before looking at the cover.

After that, he relaxed, presumably knowing the contents of the book. “It’s the Three Musketeers,” a soft smile appeared on Midoriya-san’s face as he gently caressed the cover of the book. “This is one of the few books I’ve managed to force my brother to read outside his comic books. He bugged me with references from it for weeks after he finished reading it, most likely to annoy me in spite of enjoying it.”

Himiko and Izuku were both interested in the subject, both knowing about the motto of the Musketeers, all for one and one for all, unfortunately, the man didn’t continue speaking, he just looked at the cover and was probably thinking of his past.

Himiko and Izuku looked at each other and nodded before leaving the Hotel room. Maybe they will hear the story behind the naming of the two ancient Quirks another time.

Chapter Text

(Himiko’s birthday)

After the run with Himiko on the Beach of Nabu, Izuku managed to close all his dark thoughts inside his mind and completely isolated the Vestiges from him and the outside world.

They did nothing to calm Izuku when they could feel he was in distress, as expected from individuals that only saw him as the second coming of All for One. They might have helped people in need while alive but it seems they don’t regard him as such so he is going to retaliate by only letting them know what is happening when the Hero Society is going down the drain.

But that is for the future, now Izuku was sent back to Japan by Oboro’s Gates and now he was using the familiar kitchen to make the muffins for Himiko’s birthday.

“I should be done by 6 am.” Izuku muttered to himself as he poured the red mixture into the muffin shapes.

Izuku has been in the kitchen since 4 am and an hour has passed since then. He had found out that blood can be a substitute for eggs and after he shared that bit of information with Kacchan through a message and promptly awakened him with it, he started making them.

The problem is that Izuku had no experience with panification products and made too much mixture for the muffins. He had now over two dozen muffins in the oven and he still has enough for over double of that.

All that Izuku could do is silently praise his dad’s Quirk storage and the existence of a Suspended Animation Quirk. The Quirk can stop any biological function for a limited time, the less complex the biological function is, the longer it lasts, making it possible to stop a person for a few seconds or to stop food from spoiling for weeks or months, if you add the fact that you can also put the food in a refrigerator, you basically have food that never spoils.

Izuku got a message on his phone and smiled as it read its contents.

Katsuki could appreciate the bit of information about blood in food but not at 4 in the fucking morning.

After he messaged the nerd about wanting to make the cake with blood, despite how fucking creepy that sounds, it was for Cat Eyes' birthday so it will do. 

He got the blood bags through the Warp Gate and put them in the fridge to make it later. Now he has to deal with his parents coming home and finding out what his old man was hiding about Uncle.

And as if on queue, the front door was heard opening, and the Hag was heard shouting. “Brat, we are home!”

Katsuki rolled his eyes as he went to the entrance to help them with the luggage.

After Masaru was done with the luggage, he entered the kitchen.

In there it was Katsuki with his arms crossed, likely expecting an explanation. “So when did you find out that Uncle is basically a demigod.” He said in a flat tone and Masaru discreetly gulped.

“... Before you were born.” Masaru spoke as he mentally reviewed the script he and Hisashi prepared so long ago, it’s honestly a miracle the boys hadn’t found out on their own by now. “He was using a Quirk to fly a book to him and didn’t realize I was present.” Not technically a lie, Hisashi wasn’t shy to use his Quirks around people who knew about them so that happened on multiple occasions.

Katsuki looked at Masaru, probably trying to figure out if he was lying but to no avail. “What about his old man?”

“He told me that he had the same Quirk and that he was a Villain.”

Katsuki raised an eyebrow. “You’re lying.” He said with confidence but Masaru knew his son was just assuming. “You don’t know about the century-old Super Villain despite knowing already about Yagi’s identity? That is a huge pile of bull shit.”

Masaru sighed to make himself more believable. “Hisashi told me his father and All Might were after each other’s throats but he did not give me the reason for it, considering he didn’t like to talk about it, it is fairly obvious that he didn’t want to even talk about it so I’ve never asked.” He shrugged and Katsuki’s face softened, Masaru smiled inside as he knew that the discussion was over.

“Tks, whatever.” Katsuki moved to the fridge, opened it aggressively like usual, then threw at Masaru what seemed to be a blood bag. “Today is Himiko’s birthday, the girl that was with Oboro at dinner back then, and I have to make the cake.”

“Oh, that girl, how is she and Izuku doing?”

Katsuki froze at Masaru's words before turning back to him. “How the hell do you know about that ?” 

Masaru chuckled at his son's surprise. “While you and your mother were busy glaring at Yagi all evening, I had enough situational awareness to see how Himiko was listening to whatever Izuku was talking about. Hisashi was always frustrated that Inko wasn't paying attention or couldn't keep up with his rambling, you have no idea how happy he was when Izuku was the same as him in that regard.”

Katsuki nodded as he started preparing the ingredients for the cake. “She is as observant as the nerd, she is still leagues behind knowledge wise but she's getting there because of him.”

“Oh, so Izuku is helping her study, how sweet.” Masaru smiled as he started helping make the cake. 

Masaru hummed a song as he thought of how chaotic they will be when they get into high school. If what Hisashi said about her and Izuku is true, UA is not going to last too long. 

It was around 6 am when Himiko woke up.

Tenko and Oboro were nowhere in the Hotel room so after preparing herself for today, she went to the Hotel room next door where Izuku and Hisashi-san were staying.

After knocking at the door a few moments passed before Midoriya-san opened the door. “Good Morning, Himiko, did you sleep well?” He greeted before letting her enter the room.

“Good Morning, Midoriya-san, do you know where Tenko and Oboro are?” Himiko looked around the room and Izuku was nowhere to be seen. “Is Izuku gone as well?”

Midoriya-san hummed. “Yes, considering that today is a special day, they have gone to prepare some things.” A smile perked upon the man’s face. “By the way, happy birthday.”

“Thank you, Midoriya-san.” She smiled warmly at him, after all, she had to help her, it makes her wonder how he can even be the same person as the one assumed to be an Urban Legend.

Midoriya-san nodded. “Unlike the rest, my gift doesn’t need any preparation so I think this is a good moment to give mine.” He moved his hand behind his back and when he moved it back into view, a book was in his hands. “A pre-Quirk Era book, firstly published in 1960 if my memory serves me right.”

Himiko took the book handed by Midoriya-san and read the cover. “‘ To Kill a Mockingbird’ ?”

“Yes, this book is from when people still judged each other based on their country of origin and color of their skin, and it touches on racial discrimination.”

“I still find it hard to believe that people were judged by the color of their skin.” Himiko muttered as she glanced over the summary on the back.

Midoriya-san just shrugged. “People are paranoid creatures, and afraid of what is different. It just happened that now they can judge each other whether or not they have tentacles on their head. Back then it was the KKK, now it is the Creature Rejection Clan… Perhaps I should try to get rid of those cockroaches once more .” And so, the room temperature dropped to be at the same level with Midoriya-san’s icy tone.

Himiko took the book in one hand and lightly hit Midoriya-san with it on his forearm. “No murder plans on the vacation.” She scolded and he let out a chuckle. 

Midoriya-san raised his arms to gesture no harm while an amused smile grew on his face. “Very well, you are celebrated so you get as you please.”

Himiko held the book to her chest as she tried to hide her smile. “Thank you… for everything, Midoriya-san.”

“You can call me Hisashi if you want.” He said and Himiko looked the man in the eyes. “Oboro and Tenko call me 'Sensei' because they feel like it, you can call me that as well if you feel alright with it.”

Himiko hesitantly shook her head. “No, I… Thank you, Hisashi-San.”

Hisashi-san stretched his hand and patted Himiko on the head, making her face heat up. “You kids need to learn that it is the job of the adults to guide and help the young, what I do is just what is supposed to be normal.” He said bitterly, then he let go of Himiko.

After that, Hisashi-san pulled out his laptop and sat at the table and Himiko took a seat on the other end of it and started reading the book. Fifteen minutes later, a Warp Gate appeared and Izuku, Oboro, and Tenko appeared and greeted Himiko and Hisashi-san.

“Where have you been? I was getting bored.” Himiko said with a fake pout before smelling something odd in the air. “Wait, which one of you smells of blood and… bread ?” Izuku did not react but Tenko’s and Oboro’s confusion gave him away. “Zuku, did you murder someone in a bakery or something?” Izuku remained unchanged but Himiko had picked up that his guard was left down after her question. Not really reassuring considering she just asked if he had committed murder.

“... Perhaps.” Izuku spoke before he turned into a blur, disappeared out of the room, and the door of his room was heard slammed at insane speeds.

Everyone except Hisashi-san remained frozen for a while, not knowing what to make out of it. 

“... Happy birthday, Himiko!” Oboro cheered and Tenko followed suit. 

Izuku was also heard shouting it before the sound of running water was heard in the distance. 

After Izuku had taken a shower to get rid of the smell of bakery and blood, as odd as that sounds, he went to check on the rest. 

Dad was packing up some towels and explained to him that they were going to a water park on the other side of the tourist district, then he went to the other's room to find them preparing for it as well.

“Zuku?” Himiko attracted his attention. “Could I… Could I borrow a Quirk from you? just for today.”

Izuku blinked in surprise. “Uhh, sure. Your Quirk is an indicator that you can handle more Quirks than the average person so I won't need to Take Imitate to make space.”

“Oh, that's cool. Well, you know that Organic Coloring Quirk?” Himiko started fidgeting and Izuku smiled at her before stretching his hand. Himiko took his hand and he Gave her Organic Coloring. “So How does it work?”

“Let’s go to a mirror.” Izuku instructed and they entered the bathroom and both looked in the mirror. “Concentrate on a part of your body… let’s say the hair, then think of a mental image of a color or look at something and wish for that color.”

Himiko glanced around the bathroom before suddenly looking down and her hair turned a bright red. She glanced in the mirror and made a face of disgust. “Bleh.” That was all that she said before Izuku realized what was her inspiration.

It was his red shoes. “ Himichan! Could you not make fun of my shoes for at least a week ?”

“Nope.” She said with a popping ‘p’ and Izuku had a flashback to his interaction with Six in the bathroom of the other Hotel Room. “How do I turn to normal?”

“You just need to wish for the color to be gone and it will return to the original one but first let me try something.” Izuku flashed Erasure and the color remained. “Good, so it’s an Emitter and not a Transformation.” He muttered as he turned off the Quirk.

“So it remains like this forever.” Himiko hummed as she returned to her original hair color, after that she looked Izuku in the eyes, and her own turned the same color as his. “Your eye color is cute but it doesn’t really fit me… could I take a picture of you with Erasure on?” She pulled out her phone and Izuku shrugged, turned on the Quirk once more, and after the sound of the picture being taken, he turned it off again.

Himiko looked at her phone, then at the mirror. Her eyes looked like she had Erasure inside her. 

“... Your eyes definitely look better with this red than my green.” Izuku complimented her but he felt his cheeks heat up as he saw Himiko blush at his words.

Thankfully, if you can call it that, a snickering akin to Tenko’s was heard from the other room before the sounds of Oboro punching him and telling him to stop. Izuku wanted to glare lasers through the walls at Tenko, even though he did not have such a Quirk, but that interaction outside their view helped pass that awkward moment.

“... Moving on.” Izuku declared and briefly glared as another snicker was heard. “Could I have Organic Coloring back for a bit? It's to see if the effects disappear if the Quirk is done and I want to test something myself.” Himiko shrugged and stretched her hand. 

Once the extraction was done, Himiko's eyes didn't change back. A good sign for Izuku's upcoming tests. 

Izuku combined Erasure and Organic Coloring and after he activated the Quirk and his eyes were red, he wished for the color to go away. After that, Izuku thought of his original eye color and his eyes turned back to normal, but with a slight glow, despite Erasure still being active. 

After he disbanded the Quirk combination, Izuku spoke. “Himichan, could you please hold Erasure for a bit?”

She accepted the Quirk with no problems and activated it, turning her eyes green just like Izuku's once again. “Wait, so you can customize your Quirks even more now?” Himiko said with fascination while Izuku started changing the color of Laser Bullet to Erasure-like red, Scanner to green to be impossible to discern from his usual eyes, and Hydra to a metallic gray with a red tint. 

Izuku activated the three Quirks and they looked just as Izuku imagined.

Himiko was also in awe at Izuku's discovery but when she looked at the fact the two Summoned Hydra Heads had the red tint and then at Izuku's fingernails that were red due to laser bullets, she looked to have an idea.

“Okay, you have now custom skins for your Quirks. Can I have Organic Coloring back please?” She said in a hurry, then she looked at Izuku with wide eyes just like a puppy.

Izuku let out a snort as he swapped Organic Coloring with Erasure.

Right after that, Himiko looked at her nails and Izuku realized what she was doing. After a few moments, a small image of a drawn cat head appeared on the fingernail of her right thumb. “It worked!” She cheered as she pulled out her phone once more and opened it. The picture on her fingernail holds a great resemblance to the one on her phone background. “I wonder if it will move as the nail grows or it will remain in the same place.”

Izuku shrugged. “The former is the most likely. Now if you excuse me, I need to prepare myself.”

“Kay.” Himiko hugged him out of the blue and Izuku hesitantly hugged back. “Thank you.” 

She let go and Izuku smiled at her before leaving. “Happy birthday, Himichan.”

He also glared with Erasure at Tenko and Oboro for acting like clowns as he left the Hotel room.

Itsuka was in front of the Bakugo Household.

They had agreed that she would use a Warp Gate wherever the party was. So she rang the doorbell and Katsuki answered soon after. “Hello, Katsuki, did I come too early?” 

“Nah, Oboro should open a Warp Gate any minute now.” He explained as he gestured to enter and as Katsuki finished his explanation, a Warp Gate appeared. “Hey! I'm going!”

“Have Fun, Katsuki.” “Don't you dare cause damage to property, you hear me brat?” was heard in the distance, surprising Itsuka at the extremely different answers but Katsuki didn't seem to have even reacted. 

Katsuki entered a room and soon after, he came back with a cake on a large plate. “You first, I can't risk bumping into something on the other side.”

Itsuka nodded and passed through the mist-

-and found herself on a beautiful beach that was bathed in the light of the sunset. 

Itsuka almost forgot to move out of the way due to the view in front of her. 

As Katsuki appeared on this side of the portal, he was also hit by a wave of confusion before turning into annoyance. “Where the fuck are we?”

They both looked around them and saw someone waving at them in the distance on a dock covered by a gazebo. 

“Didn't you say last time that your Warper friend can create portals at exact locations?” Itsuka asked as they started walking to the group in the distance. 

“He must have had a hard time making one close, he probably rounded the fucking coordinates and hoped we would be relatively close.” Katsuki squinted to get a better look before his face turned blank. “No fucking way he's back in Japan and didn't tell us.”

Katsuki started speed-walking and Itsuka followed suit. She could see Himiko and Izuku in the distance but the other three men with the two were a mystery to her.

As they got on the dock and Katsuki seemed to have fastened his pace, even more, Itsuka could now see the huge height difference between the rest and one particular person. 

The man must have been over two meters tall, he had white hair and was wearing a Hawaiian shirt that even from this distance, Itsuka knew was absolutely horrible. 

When they got under the gazebo, Katsuki basically slammed the plate onto a table there, surprising Itsuka how it was still intact, let alone the cake, but that wasn't important right now.

Katsuki was glaring at the man and the man smiled at him. “Katsuki, long time no see.”

“Where the fuck are we and what wrong with you?!” Katsuki shouted, irritation clearly audible in his voice.

“We are on Nabu Island and you need to be more specific for the second question.”

“Nabu Island is part of Japan, if you want to get here, you must come from Japan first, so why the fuck didn't you come to say that's you're fucking back or something?” Itsuka could swear she heard a sniffle at the end of Katsuki's sentence but she didn't have the occasion to look at his face.

“Katsuki, I think something entered your eyes.” The man said while the rest got closer to see what exactly was happening.

“Yeah, they are fucking called Tears.” The man seemed to be surprised at Katsuki's confession. “What? Did you expect the same ten-year-old brat with an inflated ego? People change in half a decade.” 

The man smiled sharply and Itsuka felt a shiver down her spine. To her surprise, everyone else seemed to have relaxed after it. “I am glad you've grown up since then.” Katsuki muttered something under his breath, then the man turned to Itsuka, making her feel very small. “I assume you're Itsuka Kendo, I am Hisashi Midoriya, Izuku's father.”

The man stretched his hand for a handshake and Itsuka hesitantly took it. Izuku told her before that his father works in America but all that her mind comes up with is the fact Hisashi Midoriya is All for One's son, this shouldn't have had any impact on her but after that kind of greeting, she cannot stop herself from being intimidated.

No wonder Izuku isn't phased by anything when he lives with someone with such an imposing presence. 

“Itsuka, thank you for coming.” Himiko came and pulled her away, saving Itsuka from possibly stuttering in front of Midoriya-san.

“Hello, Himiko, Happy Birthday!” Itsuka cheered and Himiko vibrated with excitement. She also saw Katsuki, Izuku, and Izuku's father going to the side and having a rather loud fact clarification. “I feel kind of bad but I've got you just a make-up set…” Itsuka just now realized that Himiko's eye color was different. “What happened to your eyes?” 

“Oh, this is because of one of Izuku's Quirks that he let me have for today, in short, I can change the color of any part of my body.” And like that Himiko's hair turned a familiar orange and her eyes turned teal. She just copied Itsuka's hair and eye color . “Though, I cannot change the color of anyone else.”

Himiko pouted and the only thing that Itsuka could do was laugh awkwardly. Itsuka barely had the courage to let Izuku create a Quirk for her and Here's Himiko, more than happy to give her own Quirk away to use another one as a plaything. 

The things felt even weirder because Izuku, the one who seemed to not even need a Quirk to do so, could potentially become a demigod if what they have heard about All for One is true. 

Itsuka really doesn't want to know what is about to come in the future but it's not like she can do anything to stop it.

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE ALREADY ENLISTED AT UA!?!” Katsuki shouted and the moment Itsuka heard Izuku saying something about breaking into freaking UA , she turned back to Himiko. 

“So what do we have to eat?” She asked and Himiko pointed to another table with more American food and a Basket with muffins.

“Hisashi-san made the food and Izuku did the muffins.” She went to the table, took two of them, and promptly gave Itsuka one of them. “Taste.”

Itsuka did as instructed and took a bite at the same time as Himiko. They were delicious. “What are they made with?” She inspected the remaining part of it, it had a red coloring for some reason. 

“Half of them are made with cherries and the other half are with pomegranates.” Himiko finished her muffin and let out a groan like it was the best thing she had tasted. “Zuku also used blood instead of eggs to make them.”

Itsuka froze as she realized that the red color of the muffins wasn't from the red fruits. “... Will my life ever be normal?” That's all that she could even think of. “Ever since Izuku roped me into helping out with cleaning Takoba beach, everything has been like a fever dream ever since. The Symbol of Peace is a living skeleton; the bogeyman that parents are telling their children that will take their Quirk if they don't behave is real and had a son and a grandson that are in the hearing distance; and now Quirks, the things that the Hero society is founded on, and be exchanged like collections cards by Izuku; and not I am eating muffins made out with artificial blood, no offense but what the hell is going on?”

Himiko just shrugged. “Is Society's fault for making such an unstable system, if you think about it the Hero Society is more oriented to the survival of the fittest despite people not being allowed to use their Quirks in the first place. The world made their bed and now they need to sleep in it while Zuku wrecks everything they thought was right and wrong be flipped over their heads.”

“Himiko, your logic is flawless but that only worsens my existential crisis .” Itsuka whined and felt even worse when Himiko smiled and gave her an understanding look. 

“I've had mine when Izuku pointed out that my parents never bothered to help me with my Quirk. Now I'm here and they are God knows where because of the charges put on them for child neglect and whatever I did to get blood before I met Izuku. Good luck with coming to terms that the Hero Society is a trash-filled dumpster that is set on fire.” Himiko took some more muffins and walked to the other two men talking further than the rest, probably Shimura and Kurogiri that Izuku talked about.

Itsuka stood defeated and silently ate the rest of the muffin before shoving another one in her mouth because they were delicious but mainly to desperately distract herself from everything crashing down on her.

Would her life ever be normal? 

According to Himiko, there's no chance this is actually just the beginning of Izuku's evil planning. 

She is not a religious person but God helps her when everything goes to shit in the future.

The sun had set over an hour ago and Izuku was on the beach, watching over the sea.

Himiko's birthday ended up well and she seemed to have enjoyed herself the entire day and she had fun during the party.

Izuku smiled fondly at the memories of today before turning serious and reaching inside his Quirk. 

“Wakey Wakey, Heroes.” He taunted them as he let go access his senses. “I must say, for the ones that are supposed to help the people, you are pretty shit in trying to calm down someone that is having a panic attack.”

The Vestiges were silent. 

“What? You weren't the ones who tried to do damage or control in case I would become the second coming of All for One's? Or is the fact that the old one is in the process of being back like in his prime made you decide to break me mentally?”

'I did not try to do such a thing.' Shinomori retorted but Izuku wasn't buying it.

“Then why do I have 5 people in my head and not even a single one of them bothered to help me when you guys feel when I'm in distress? Is the fact that I'm All for One's son so important that I'm not worth even your pity?” Izuku reached for the Second and Third. “You two were the odd ones since the beginning. You two know how the Vigilante Era was and when I've felt you were okay with me using your Quirks to specifically help people I thought that you would understand what it means to be the minority.”

'... We came from an era when All for One was at its peak in influence, people who were ruled by him didn't even know it was happening-'

“Then he wasn’t ruling much in the first place, wasn't it?” Izuku cut in în Second's idiotic monologue. “How in the fucking world do you expect one man to rule over an entire country that was the equivalent of a dumpster fire? There was no structure like you claim to be in All for One's early operations and I don't need to be told by him to know that. The history books told us that. Or do you want a history lesson because all of you are morons that know nothing except fighting?” 

'Most of the information about that era is just speculation.' Sixth spoke and Izuku did the equivalent of glaring at him through his Quirk.

“Well, I guess it is a good thing we have two living history books inside with you. We would have had three if Shinomori didn't leave into the woods the moment the Japanese Government started pulling itself together. So much for stopping All for One for 18 years in the wilderness, isn't it?”

'I have tried learning how to use One For All-' 

“And you died trying. The End.” Izuku scoffed. “Two decades that you could have used the Hero System as leverage to help structure Society went down the non-existent drain at your cabin in the woods or cave or wherever the hell you lived back then.”

Izuku looked over the sea, if he would look at himself his face would likely be filled with rage. “Do you guys really not understand? All for One was at its peak up around the time of my birth because that's when All Might got a good lead on his operations. All that you did, all that you sacrificed was All. For. Nothing .

You guys might actually have helped him. He just 'stayed in the shadows' because it was more convenient for him than being a public figure like it was at the beginning and people killing left and right in his name, and Shinomori leaving to the woods was the best break he could have wished to do exactly that.

By the time Banjo got OFA, All for One was nothing but an urban legend that was completely ignored by the government because it was easier to pretend he never existed and ended up actually forgetting about him if we take into account that the Hero Commission has no clue who he is.

You have helped make All for One what he is today with your ignorance .”

Izuku observed what seemed to be a couple coming his way, thankfully he had used Sound Manipulation to create a bubble around himself where sound cannot escape so they had no way of knowing that Izuku was seemingly talking to someone.

After the couple passed by, Izuku reached back inside his Quirk. The Vestiges were silent but he could feel a variety of emotions: shame, frustration, anger, disappointment. All of that directed to themselves because they knew Izuku was right.

After all, All for One is alive and… relatively well, while they are literal ghosts of what they once were and at the mercy of All for One's son.

Izuku cut the connection between him and the Vestiges, then he started walking back to the Hotel. 

The so-called War between All For One and One For All might be over but there's still a long way ahead. 

=6 Months Later=

Six was running after the Mini-Boss as the usual exercise. 

The kid had no chance of catching up to Six while using only 18% of Stockpile so Six just let him tag him.

The kid stopped in a clearing in the forest and Six grinned as he started running around it. Unlike when the Mini-Boss has to run after Six to tag him, he is allowed to use all his Quirks to getaway.

What Quirk combo would he use now? They've collected so many Quirks in the last six months that Six lost count.

As Six felt an invisible weight on his shoulders, he knew that the kid wanted to slow him down using that Psychokinesis Quirk, a really versatile Quirk but it has a huge weakness: the more objects he has under its effect, the harder it is to hold the control over them. 

Six pulled out over a dozen marbles out of his pocket and threw them at insane speeds using OverClock. 

The Kid seemed to have realized beforehand what Six wanted to do and activated his own OverClock before him. He managed to stop the marbles mid-air but he let go of Six as a result. 

Six did not wait for the kid to realize the mistake and hid behind a tree, rendering the Quirk useless because it required to see the object/person you want to target for the Quirk to take effect. “What was that pathetic plan? Hold me in place using Psychokinesis, then use Laser Bullet to incapacitate me?”

“Not quite.” Six could almost see the kid's shit-eating grin as he realized the ground was shifting.

Six jumped a few meters in the air and anchored himself into the tree he was hiding behind by punching through it with his insane strength. The place he stood a moment prior was now occupied by the inky-black tentacles of Black Whip that came out of the ground.

Thankfully, Six had learned how to avoid being detected by Danger Sense so the tentacles just retracted back into the ground instead of going after him. Six climbed the tree higher and was now obscured by its foliage. He looked down at the Mini-Boss while distracting himself from thinking about any hostile action so Danger Sense wouldn't give away his position.

The kid seems to be on his guard. Feline seems to be Active, and now he is using Air Wall to create… well, air walls , then using what seems to be Rock Lock's Quirk, Lock Down, to keep them active even after Air Wall's deactivation.

In short, the Mini-Boss was creating an almost invisible barricade, due to the darkness of the forest, and seems to want to take down Six on his own makeshift territory.

Too bad that he left the 'ceiling' open. 

Six jumped off the tree branch and headed straight for the kid, even if he puts up an air wall, Sixes' Body Deformation will create a big enough explosion to break through the less trained Quirk, and before the kid could reinforce it using Lock Down. 

The kid acknowledged Sixes' attack, probably because of Danger Sense, but instead of trying to protect himself, he flew straight up.

At that moment, Six knew he fucked up. The Mini-Boss wasn't making a barricade to protect himself from Six, no, he was making a cage to catch up who foolishly thought the entrance of the trap was a flaw in the design of the assumed barricade.

Six had no way to control his maneuverability mid-air and the landing inside the cage wasn't a nice one, making it impossible for him to jump away as another air wall was created above him and reinforced right after.

Six ran at one of the walls of the cage to blast it away but he felt OverClock escape his grasp, and so he lost all the momentum necessary for a big enough explosion.

“I think this can be considered a win for me.” The kid said while crouching to look down on Six from the top of the air wall used as a ceiling.

Six smiled “Okay Mini-Boss, the score is now One For you and Eighty-four for me. Next time I won't be so careless .”

Chapter Text

After Izuku heard Six declare him the winner this time, he deactivated his Quirks and promptly fell to the forest floor due to exhaustion.

“So you were bluffing that you were capable of taking me down.” Six pulled Izuku by his arm and put it around his neck to carry him. “The moment you hit me with Erasure I thought that I almost lost… maybe if you would have placed an Air Wall on the floor, your cage would have been more intimidating.”

“... oh.” Izuku didn't realize that Six could just punch the ground and dig a hole under the wall . “... Is still technically a win, right?” 

“Yeah, yeah.” Six said absently as they started walking to where Oboro and Himiko would be. “Your stamina is still shit but you can easily overpower anyone with just one Quirk.”

“So end the fight quickly. Got it.” Izuku muttered as he saw in the distance how Himiko and Oboro, in his mist form, were sparring with Bo Staff. “At least she is getting the easy training.”

“Easy?” Just as Six spoke, Oboro hit with his Staff as two portals appeared. What should have been a hit at around Himiko's eye level, ended up hitting her at one of her ankles, making her lose her balance and fall to the ground. “I think you forget that anyone working under the Boss doesn't have "mercy" and "going easy" in their dictionary.”

Izuku grimaced as he remembers the most frustrating, and painful, failures trying to get Six or running away from him.

When they got into the hearing distance, He was able to hear Oboro encouraging Himiko before helping her get up. After that, the mist man took notice of  Izuku and Six. “I guess this is enough for today.” He commented and Himiko turned to Izuku.

“How can you still look beaten up even though you regenerate any damage?” Himiko commented, her tone indicating that he was as tired as Izuku.

“Natural talent and the fact that more than half of my body is covered in so much mud and plants that many would assume I try to camouflage.” Izuku commented in an amused tone which seemed to have gained an amused huff from Himiko. “Oboro, could you please make a portal back home? If I use the Copy of your Warp Gate like this, I’ll have a splitting headache.”

“... Very well, but don't forget what Sensei said about learning to control your own Quirks.” Oboro opened his Warp Gate and after Izuku said his goodbyes to the rest, except Six because he's a dick, he passed through it-

-And found himself in the living room of the house dad bought a few weeks back.

“You showed up later than usual.” Dad was heard speaking from the dining table in the room. “Past midnight and you also have the Recommendations Entrance Exam tomorrow morning.”

“I've finally made Six give up.” Izuku turned to his dad who was writing some Emails on his laptop. “How's work?”

“Still a pain considering that I need to work at night to be active at the same time with the employees in America… I might need to go on another work trip to make sure nothing arises that I'm not aware of.” Dad mumbled as he pulled down the screen of the laptop. “And congratulations on your feat against Six, I will have him give me a report on your performance this night so we could look what you're lacking… outside of stamina for multiple Quirk usage.”

“Has it always been like this for you?” Izuku asked as he moved closer to the table, is it a good thing that they didn't put rugs because they would have been filled with mud by now from his dirty shoes. Quirks can take care of cleaning floors with no problem. “Every time I add a Quirk, the faster I get tired. You don't seem affected by it.”

“That's because I have over a century of experience and my body adapted ever since. Is normal for you to use five Quirk and feel five times more tired from them.” Dad reached to pat Izuku on the shoulder but stopped when he saw how dirty he is. “Go take a shower and go to sleep, there’s going to be a long day tomorrow.”

Izuku nodded faintly as he activated his own Warp Gate.

The mist appeared around him and engulfed him, the next moment he was in his bathroom. He turned the faucet to let the water run while he prepared some clothing from when he is finished.

Izuku might be weak compared to his father but he could easily overpower anyone else in a short amount of time.

(The Next Day)

Shoto was in a room at U.A. that seems to be used for ceremonies and other festivities of such. He was standing on a seat in the front row while a… What is that? A Human with an animal Quirk? It doesn’t matter, the thing got up the podium and took one of the microphones.

“Welcome everyone to the Recommendations Exam of this year. I am principal Nedzu, am I a dog? A mouse? A bear? It doesn’t matter because you are not here to discuss that, but to prove your worth to Enter U.A.” Some people have clapped at the odd introduction. “As most know, we only have three available spots this year for the Hero Courses but we have never given a reason as to why. I want you all to greet the one who already claimed the Recommendation Spot, Izuku Midoriya.” The… mammal gestured to where he climbed the stair to get on the podium but no one showed up.

Instead, mist appeared next to the principal, on the opposite side of where he gestured towards. Soon after the mist got so dense it was just pure white, it dissipated without any warning and in its place was standing a tall boy, around 180 cm in height, with white hair, and green eyes. He was wearing a black polo shirt, blue, ripped jeans, and a pair of vibrant red shoes that hurt Shoto’s eyes by just looking at them.

“Hello everyone, I am Izuku Midoriya, and my Quirk allows me to take other Quirks and use them as my own.” Midoriya spoke and Shoto needed a double-take, the same seems to apply to the rest of the people attending.

Some started shifting, whispering to each other if this is some kind of joke. Shoto was also in that category. Taking someone’s Quirk is just absurd.

“That’s right, Mini-Endeavor.” Midoriya spoke, making Shoto turn his head to the boy on the stage who seemed rather amused. “Even if you go around and spread the word about my Quirk, it will be impossible for anyone to take you seriously because the Quirk someone is born with, more or less determines their role in society. In short, I’m telling you all this because no one is going to believe you anyway .” He chuckled and Shoto realized the posture the boy was having.

Despite being up on a stage, he never lowered his head to look at anyone, he just moved his eyes to the target and looked down on them. He was also standing straight with his hands behind their back, a sign that he considers himself different and above everyone else and he intends to keep it as such.

Midoriya isn’t joking. He is straight-up making fun of them.

Shoto glared at Midoriya while Nedzu scolded the boy for the inadequate behavior, then continued his speech. “Well, considering that many people would have doubts about U.A. choice of accepting a student before even the examination period, he will participate in the exam just like everyone else to prove his worth.”

“Brace yourselves to be demoralized.” Midoriya interjected and soon after one of the teachers threw something at him but the boy manages to catch it. “Eraser, if you want me off the stage, you could just ask.” He suddenly pulled on whatever he was holding and something was heard falling to the ground, presumably this ‘Eraser’ who was attached to the object.

Midoriya left the stage on the side the rope-like object appeared and Nedzu started the actual speech, leaving Shoto enraged at the boy who was thinking so lowly of everyone in here.

Izuku had been on the stage for three minutes at most but it was already obvious that most of the people in the room were just brats with parents in high places. They might have a good education but they won’t make it past the Physical Exam.

The only ones that kept their eyes on Izuku during his presentation on his Quirk were Endeavor’s son, a rather well build up guy with an Aerokinesis Quirk, a boy that had some sort of Softening Quirk, one girl with a type of transformation Quirk, and finally, Momo Yaoyorozu.

Izuku is wondering if she still remembers him from that dinner Dad and her parents had to discuss business.

When he heard Nedzu finish his speech, he relaxed and moved through the curtains to get in the same place with the rest of the kids.

He activated Scanner and searched for Creation.

It didn’t take long because she was already looking at him, Izuku smiled and Yaoyorozu smiled back. “That was quite… an impression you left.”

He shrugged. “Dad always said to make a first impression.”

“I must ask, is that really your Quirk or just some elaborate prank? The last time I saw you, you were able to heat up your hands and assume it was a variation of your father’s Fire Breathing Quirk.”

“Dad actually has the same Quirk as me.” Izuku explained and Yaoyorozu turned pale. “Yep, dad and I can exchange the Quirks of people, what you saw last time was Hot Hands.” Izuku showed his palms that were now glowing orange like hot steel. “I also have a copy of dad’s Fire Breath.” He pursed his lips, then a small jet of flames was let out when exhaling. “Last time we saw each other, I had only a dozen Quirks, now I have many more.”

“So you weren’t kidding when you said that your Quirk can do more than it meets the eye.” Yaoyorozu laughed awkwardly before they started walking to the exam rooms.

Momo wasn't surprised that Midoriya was present at the Recommendation Exam, what she was surprised of was the context he was in.

If you combine his intellect with the absurd knowledge that everyone was informed of just a moment ago, you could see why U.A. would do anything in their power to get such a unique talent.

The bell rang as if to indicate everyone to get to their seats and she did just that, the rest seemed to have followed her example.

A minute later, a Hero with the appearance of a Cockatoo and another one entered the room. Well, the second Hero almost looked like a homeless man if it wasn't for the fact his clothes were clean. 

“Hellooo little listeners and welcome to UA's entrance exam.” An awkward silence was set. “... Anyway, in this room are the 18 individuals who were recommended the Hero Course. only four of you will actually make it, so I suggest everyone take a deep breath and remember that even if you fail this Exam, there is still the normal one you can take next week.”

The tension in the room seemed to have lessened with that, having a second chance is indeed reassuring.

The exam papers were distributed right after and another bell was heard to signal the start of the exam. Ten minutes in, Midoriya asked for another sheet of paper. Then for another one in five minutes. Then he exclaimed that he was finished, taking everyone by surprise.

Midoriya looked around the classroom as the Hero looked over his test. “Why are you looking so surprised? The last essay is on Quirk usage.” 

Admittedly, Momo was almost halfway through the exam but she still turned to look up what was the last essay and Midoriya was telling the truth. Five Quirks were vaguely described and they had to figure out their strengths, weaknesses, and possible ways to counter them. 

Having a Quirk that allows you to create anything as long as you know how to make it, offers a lot of room for improvising so she could hatch a plan as long as she knows the full extent of the enemy’s powers. The essay might be as easy for her as it was for Midoriya but it is fairly obvious that this was the way UA filters the most capable individuals from the rest.

Momo asked for another sheet at around 30 minutes into the exam and in another 20, she was done.

The Hero looked over her test, then put it in a folder along with Midoriya's. “Good job, Yaoyorozu-Chan. Principal Nedzu will grade the test while the physical exam is going to be taken, after that, the top eight will be taking an interview with him and decide if you are going into the Hero Course or not.”

Momo nodded at the information that was already given during the introduction ceremony. “I will do my best.”

The Hero gave Momo a reassuring smile before she left the examining room, on the hallway was met with Midoriya who was having a staring contest of sorts with the other Hero.

In the end, the Hero blinked and looked at Momo. “We are going to wait for at least six people, after that, I am going to guide you to the lockers. From there the path to the testing area is going to be easy to find through signs.”

“... Thank you, sir.” The man moved to the side where there was a yellow sleeping bag and got in it.

“Ignore him, that's the Homeless Hero: EraserHead.” Momo could feel the man's glare on them. “Using your Quirk on civilians? If I'm not wrong, that's highly illegal, Eraser.”

“My Quirk is a mental one-”

“And so are Telepathic Quirks that allow people to look inside people's minds.” Midoriya's friendly demeanor changed to the one he had on stage. “If you continue like this, a team of lawyers would like to have a chat with you.”

The Hero's eyes turned from red to black but he continued glaring. Now that Momo wasn't under the effect of his Quirk, she couldn't stop but make the comparison between him and an angry caterpillar.

Shoto was the fourth to leave the exam. 

When he got in the hallway, Midoriya was talking with the other three… and for some reason, Midoriya had a severed hand in his hair.

“Your hair is really fluffy Midoriya.” One of the girls spoke and the severed hand flew from Midoriya's head and reattached to her wrist. “It's ironic that you're called "green valley" when you're more of a "snowy mountain" since you're so tall and your hair is like snow.” 

“Th-Thanks you?” Midoriya rubbed his neck awkwardly and blush could be seen appearing on his face. “My dad is very tall and I must have inherited it from him.”

Shoto was looking confused at the interactions between Midoriya and the rest, nothing was indicating that he saw himself superior over the rest like it was on the podium.

The door behind Shoto opened and when he turned, he saw a tall boy looking at everyone with a smile on his face. “I see that everyone is still here!” He exclaimed in what wasn't an indoor voice.

The rest finally took notice of Shoto and Midoriya stepped forward and stretched his hand for a handshake. “Izuku Midoriya.”

The boy's smile was swapped with a surprised look before grinning broadly. “Inasa Yoarashi. I must say, you are different from what you were on the podium.” He took Midoriya's hand and shook it comically, taking almost everyone by surprise.

“Oh, your grip strength rivals some of my Quirks.” Midoriya muttered but didn't lower his tone, making it audible to everyone. “Yeah, that was kind of an act, I wasn't lying on the stage, I can really take Quirks so I need to keep my guard up and indicate that people should keep their distance, even my blood could be used for a bio-weapon-”

“Enough talking, let's go to the lockers.” Someone spoke… from inside a yellow sleeping bag before getting out of it and showing that it was the Hero who entered with Present Mic. “Don't try anything stupid.” He glared straight at Midoriya and the boy responded by changing back to the "I'm better than you" posture.

“What do you think I'd do? Take their Quirks and run away with them?”

The Hero didn't dignify with an answer and just started walking, Shoto and the rest following him.

After EraserHead left them on the Testing Grounds, Izuku truly relaxed and felt some of his Quirks turn on on their own. 

He had lost count on how many times he activated a Quirk on accident in the past six months. It seems that unlike his dad's All For One that had gradually adapted for the Quirks of Izuku's generation, Quirksmith cannot quite contain them yet.

It was perplexing for Izuku to end up in the principal's office because he used his Quirks and accidentally broke something when he usually broke the rules and got away with this because the Laws were made to favor the Quirkless since the dawn of Heroes. 

It was weird for him that he actually had to obey the law… as long as he doesn't get caught.

“Midoriya, were you always this… muscular?” Honenuki asked and Izuku looked at himself to see what he was talking about.

One of the Quirks that seemed to have activated was the Muscle Augmentation one from Itsuka. “Oh, this is one of my Quirks, it's a Mutant type so once it’s Active, it stays like that until I turn it off.”

“Ah! Midoriya, you look like you're made of marble.” Tokage exclaimed before detaching her left hand and her right arm just above her elbow, then she proceeded to feel Izuku's left biceps. 

Izuku had to suppress the flames coming from Fire Breath as he felt his entire face heat up.

“Really? Let me take a look.” Yoarashi invited himself to Izuku's right biceps and started touching it as well, thankfully, his touch wasn't as delicate as Tokage's so Izuku wasn't feeling like his privacy was invaded by the dude. “Ha! As expected of someone who wants to become a Hero, your body and Quirk are trained to help achieve that goal.”

Izuku suddenly remembered when he just shoved the Quirk inside a Nomu and made it train instead so he would have more time for Quirk Analysis. “... Thanks.” 

'*cough* Cheater *cough*' Banjo's voice was heard from inside Quirksmith.

'Says one of the guys that got a Quirk which enhances their original.' Izuku retorted.

Yoarashi let go of Izuku’s hand and Tokage did as well, albeit, she took her sweet time doing so.

Shoto has been looking at Midoriya ever since they left the Exam Room.

He couldn’t understand how someone can change between two polar opposite personalities on command. Which was the real one? The friendly one or the arrogant one?

Shoto had heard Yaoyorozu briefly talk about Midoriya’s father and considering that the Yaoyorozu Family is known for their Miracle-Tech company, one that is specialized in prosthetics and medical equipment, there’s a high chance that their families might work in similar fields.

“I see that everyone is here.” A different Hero showed up on the Testing Grounds. “I’m Snipe and I am going to be the one supervising and grading the Physical Test. As you kids already know, what you are going to do is just your run-of-the-mill Gym Test, Soft Ball Throwing, Standing Long Jump, 50-meter dash, and so on. The catch is that you’re allowed to use your Quirk.

Now, I know that a good part of you don’t have a Quirk that enhances their physical prowess but that’s why the Written Test was for, if you showed that you have a good head on your shoulders, you can still get to the interview. You have five minutes to warm up, then we are going to start.”

Shoto did as instructed and started doing his stretches while looking around. Most people seemed to be in shape but from their unease, it seemed their Quirk usage is likely to not be the best. There were so few people that actually seemed confident that he was able to number them on one hand: Midoriya, Yaoyorozu, Tokage, Honenuki, and the big and loud guy.

And out of those five, Midoriya seemed to be straight up bored. He was doing some stretches but he wasn’t putting any effort into it. On the other hand, there was a red glow around Midoriya so he likely had a Quirk that would somehow help him.

“The time is up. Everyone line up and come forth when I call you.”

Izuku was bored.

He had used Scanner and saw that most people just had Enhancer-Type Quirks or that could control elements, outside of a girl with a data collection Quirk and the five other people who finished after Izuku, there wasn’t anything worthy to be taken, copied, or traded.

At least they were paired together so there is going to be some competition present.

“Yoarashi and Todoroki, go at the starting line for the 50-meter dash.” Snipe instructed and the two complied. “You are going to start at my signal.” They nodded and took their position, soon after, Snipe shot his gun and they started using their Quirks. 

Yoarashi was in the lead but Todoroki caught up to him halfway through, they seemed to switch who was in the lead until Todoroki abruptly pushed himself forward using his ice. Yoarashi went to loudly congratulate Todoroki but it was ignored, after that, the boy's behavior seemed to have changed.

When they got back in line, Yoarashi looked upset but Izuku didn't have time to ask him what's up because he was called by Snipe at the starting line.

“So we are finally going to see what you're capable of.” Honenuki commented as he put his hand on the ground, ready to activate his Quirk.

Izuku smiled as he activated Warp Gate. “You already saw what I'm going to use.”

Snipe shot his gun and Izuku covered himself in mist. half a second later, Izuku was on the other end of the race track and took one step to finish the 50-meter dash.

He looked back at Honenuki, the boy was swimming through the ground as if it was water. It was obvious that he had experience swimming but he still had a long way until his Softening can be used for what he was aiming for. 

“Izuku Midoriya, 0.94 seconds. Juzo Honenuki, 4.66 seconds.” The robot said their times as Honenuki passed the finish line.

“So you can teleport, what else?” Honenuki asked as he brushed some liquid ground off himself.

“I guess you'll have to wait and see.” Izuku stretched his hand for a handshake and Honenuki took it. “Good luck going forward, your Quirk isn't really useful during this test so you are going to take the rat by surprise.”

“I will try my best.” Honenuki stated and Izuku guessed that the boy was smiling, he still had a hard time figuring people's emotions just by looking at their eyes.

The second test was Grip Strength.

Izuku activated Muscle Augmentation, Cell Activation, and Stockpile at 36%. He shouldn't be able to use anything above 18% without pain but cell activation doubles Izuku's physical capabilities when he uses it on his whole body. He smiled as he was able to reach 942 kilograms.

The third test was the Standing Long Jump. 

Izuku just used Flight from Capitan Celebrity and flew roughly five times further than the length of the sandbox. 

The fourth was Side Jumps. 

Stockpile at 3%, OverClock, and Cell Activation did the trick and he almost reached one thousand. He didn’t bother to count them when a robot right next to him did that.

The fifth, throwing. Izuku smiled as he reached inside for Third's Quirk.

'Kid, what are you doing? I didn't unlock my Quirk.' Third said hesitantly and Izuku had to hide his predatory smile in the real world.

'I know, that's why you're going to unlock it right now.'

'And if I don't?' Third asked defyingly.

'Then I'll enter inside the Quirk and turn it on from there. Oh, and keep in mind that Himiko was able to feel when I was editing her Quirk. There's a good chance that if you don't consent to it, the effects can be rather… "uncomfortable".' After a few seconds of hesitation, the Third's Quirk was unlocked. 'Thank you.~'

Izuku turned on Muscle Augmentation, Stockpile at 36%, OverClock, Cell Activation, and lastly, Fa Jin was ready for use. He took the posture for the throw and when the ball was only making contact with his fingertips, he activated Third's Quirk, adding an even greater power into the action.

When he turned off OverClock Izuku realized that he couldn't see the ball, he activated Feline and still nothing.

Izuku looked at Snipe and the Hero showed him the device with an infinity symbol on it.

“The ball disintegrated from the strength put in it and the air drag.” Snipe explained before turning to the rest of the examinees. “If you can hear me, raise your hand.” Yoarashi was the only one to raise his hand and Izuku realized what he had done.

The ball broke the sound barrier and created a sonic boom, exploding everyone's eardrums.

Yoarashi was unaffected because his Aerokinesis likely makes him resistant to phenomena that mess with air pressures.

“... Sorry?” Izuku really had no idea what else to say. 

Snipe let out a long-suffering sigh before pulling out his phone. “Shuzenji-sama, could you please come to the Testing Grounds? One of our examinees did something.” “Popped Eardrums.” “No, he and another kid were the only ones unaffected by it, I have 16 teenagers that are deaf right now.” “No, I cannot just herd them to your office .”

Izuku moved his attention to Yoarashi, and tried his best to ignore the rest who were clutching their heads or were on the floor. Yoarashi gave Izuku a thumbs up and Izuku repeated the gesture back.

He really should have just used Air Canon and a Kinetic Enhancer. 

Chapter Text

“What the Hell were you thinking?!” Banjo shouted at Izuku, who was also residing inside Quirksmith at the moment. “You let us see how you train every other night with that Six guys, we know that you should know that most people can’t handle the crap you come up with.”

Izuku flinched. “Yeah, you guys are right. I… I guess I got bored and let myself have a bit of fun?” Izuku felt himself get smaller under the gazes of five professional Heroes.

En sighed. “Kid, all of us more or less gave up on any arguing with you after Nabu but please, try to take into consideration what he has to say when it comes to Heroics.”

“Okay… I’m listening.” Izuku spoke and the Vestiges looked surprised for a brief moment.

“Very well.” Second took a step forward. “It is fairly obvious but Hero work is not something to joke or mess around with. People die when the Heroes don’t do their job right, the same applies when using excessive force. Imagine what would have happened if you would have done that in the middle of the city.”

Izuku flinched at the thought but remained silent.

“While we are at it, and the rest of the kids are getting healed…” They all linked back to Izuku’s senses, there was a blurry vision of the examinees being healed by Recovery Girl. Normally, Izuku’s vision should be normal but he entered Quirksmith while zoning out and contemplating his choices. “Let’s get a short lesson on how Heroes should act. The safety of the civilians comes first, it doesn’t matter if the person is having a panic attack and his Quirk is going rouge, like the gall from last week you met, the job of a Hero is to remove the threat to the public’s safety.”

“Yes, but the threat could become even a bigger problem if you don’t assess the situation right.” Shinomori countered. “A person could very easily get aggravated by any likely hostility so precaution is a must.”

“That gets us to the environment you are in.” Banjo activated his Black Whip from between his fingers. “Most of the fights you’ll likely have are going to be in cities, every action that you make and that the hostile party makes is likely to result in injury or structural integrity to the buildings around you. Restraining or luring away the one in question should be your to-go methods of dealing with that kind of stuff.”

“And one of the most important things is your safety .” En started poking Izuku in the head as if trying to find his off switch. “You can't help people if you get knocked out by the enemy or Quirk overuse, can you?”  

“Okay, okay, I get it.” Izuku groaned before turning to third. “What the hell is your Quirk?” 

“By today's definition, it's an Accumulative Type. It stores Kinetic Energy and is stored to be later used as bursts of strength and speed.” Third explained and everyone looked at him in confusion. “I would also like to point out that All for One tricked me that I was in a populated area so I've never got the chance to let out the stored energy during my last fight.”

“So that insane burst of power is the beating AfO gave you before your death.” Banjo commented dryly and gained a glare each from Second and Third. “What? I'm right.”

Izuku shook his head as the Vestiges started bickering and turned back to the real world.

It seems that everyone was healed and they were preparing to continue the exam. Izuku joined and apologized to everyone for the unforeseen display of strength that even he wasn't aware of. 

Izuku still mused at the thought that he used the power Dad had in his youth. 

At this point, Shoto had stopped being confused and went straight up enraged. 

He glared at Midoriya who not only is a Swiss Army knife of Quirks but was also able to reach strengths that Shoto could only compare to All Might. 

The problem is that Midoriya, despite apologizing to everyone, still wasn't giving Shoto even a glance. As if he wasn't even worth acknowledging his existence. 

The rest of the physical tests were still passed without a problem by the boy, while Shoto was left second or even third because of the big guy with the Aerokinesis Quirk.

“Okay, kids, the last test is the 5km, 12 laps endurance run.” Snipe explained and this was the first time Midoriya seemed to lose confidence. This fact was well observed because everyone had their eyes on him, expecting to pull off some insane stuff as he did with the softball throw. 

“Midoriya, are you okay?” Yaoyorozu asked in a worried tone. “You seemed to have gone pale for a bit.”

“... I'm fine. It's just that I've trained to be a burst damage fighter.”

“Uhhh, what's that?” Honenuki asked and the rest, including Shoto, wanted to know as well.

“Oh, it's a term from Video Games. It means that I'm most powerful in short bursts. Keeping four or five Quirks isn't really energy efficient.”

“So if you use five Quirks you get five times more tired than the rest of us?” 

“God, I wish it was that simple.” Midoriya groaned before pulling a notebook out of thin air. “Let's imagine a point-based system for stamina points.

Yoarashi with his Aerokinesis Quirk consumes 1 Stamina Point per minute. Todoroki consumes 2 Stamina Points if he uses both aspects of his Quirk. Yaoyorozu consumes 2 Stamina Points and 1 different point for lipid consumption because of how much energy it requires for her Quirk to create stuff.

I think we can all agree that each Quirk is different in energy consumption and some are harder to use than others.” Midoriya gestured to Tokage who detached her fingers and used them to shape a 'YES' in the air. Todoroki and the rest nodded in agreement.

“Well, for me it's a bit more complicated. Let's say I use that Flight Quirk I used at the long-standing jump and a Psychokinesis Quirk. Those Quirks have. Nothing to do with each other so they will both consume a point each. 

But now let's talk of the combination I've used for the Throwing test…” Midoriya took a dramatic pause, likely to attract the attention of everyone present. Even Snipe stood silent to hear Midoriya’s secret. “I have used five Quirks: Augmented Muscles (Mutant), Stockpile (Accumulative), OverClock (Emitter), Cell Activation (Emitter), and Fa Jin (Accumulative) that I have never used until then.”

Augmented Muscles does as the name implies. Stockpile is an absurdly powerful Quirk that is even stronger than All Might’s.” Several gasps were heard and Shoto couldn’t take his eyes over Midoriya. “Yes, yes, it sounds amazing until you hear the drawback.” Midoriya sighed. “My body cannot handle the whole power of the Quirk, 18% of its output is the best I can do right now and anything over that value will result in my body being violently destroyed without any Quirks to raise the limit.

Speaking of that, Cell Activation enhances my body and doubles my endurance, that way I can sustain 36% of the output, sounds cool, right?” Midoriya took a pause and people nodded. “Well, you are wrong because controlling two Quirks with such complexity is a pain, to say the least.”

“So I was wrong to assume Enhancers are easy to use.” Shoto heard Honenuki mutter under his breath and he couldn’t deny that it was interesting to hear someone how different Quirks feel.

“So how did I manage to stack even more Quirks?” Midoriya asked but didn’t leave time for anyone to speak. “The answer is that I’ve added another Quirk, OverClock. The Quirk is an odd one, to say the least. It’s a speed Quirk that also Enhances the person’s processing speed, allowing me to multitask and to adjust my Quirks on the spot. But by now you guys can imagine that even this Quirk has a drawback and that is the fact that once it is Active, I cannot breathe due to my accelerated state, so all the Oxygen in my blood is all that my brain can get while using it.”

“You are suffocating while using it and you think it is worth having?!” Someone from the group behind was heard but Shoto did not bother to look back.

“Yep.” Midoriya said indifferently. “Thankfully, Cell Activation has a regeneration aspect so my blood is oxygenated by it. Fa Jin is the one responsible for the Sonic Boom but I need to research it to fully understand what happened.” Midoriya opened the notebook that he held since the beginning of the presentation and opened it to the last page. “Now let’s get to the Stamina Point System from earlier.

Augmented Muscles uses 1 Point. Stockpile uses 1 Point. OverClock uses 1 Point. Cell Activation uses 1 Point for simply being on, 1 Point for the higher durability needed by Stockpile, and 1 Point to oxygenate my blood for OverClock. And Fa Jin Also uses 1 Point.” He lifted his notebook to show a list of names, presumably Quirks, and a point System to their side. “That’s why I am a Damage Burst Fighter. If I would have been using those Quirks all the time, I would be exhausted on the floor in 15 minutes because I would work seven times more than the average person .” Midoriya closed his notebook before disappearing from his hands.

“Okay, that was enough for everyone to catch their breaths.” Snipe shouted to get everyone’s attention. “Everyone, get to the starting line and prepare yourselves for the Endurance Run.”

Shoto and the rest did as instructed. From time to time, someone would briefly glance at Midoriya, with a sad look.

Yes, Izuku Midoriya worked to be in the place he is in, the fact that he needs to micromanage multiple Quirks and does it impeccably is a testament to it. Even Shoto felt overwhelmed when faced with the fact that someone like him can even exist.

“Okay, everyone, get ready.” Snipe warned and everyone took a running position. “Three. Two. One.” The gunshot was heard and Shoto started running while creating a thin ice layer on his lane to ice-skate on it.

Shoto looked back at Midoriya and how he was between the last but the chances of remaining like that are slim. 

Nedzu listened intently over the microphone on Snipe’s costume and watched through the security cameras how Midorya was truly looking tired.

“He knows I’m listening.” Nedzu mused as he glanced over the graded exams. “Izuku Midoriya, telling your weakness not only to me but the entire world is quite something, but I know that you’re the kind of person to have a trick or two under your sleeve.” Nedzu mused as he looked over Midoriya’s essay. The first countering methods are lightly said to be brutal, but the deeper you delve into it, the more reasonable and more detailed they get.

The test given to the boy was one of a kind to see if he fixed his shortcomings in the last six months but it seems that the boy also tested Nedzu with the essay. 

“You're a smart kid, Midoriya. I would like to have a student like you.” Midoriya was seen smiling at the cameras and Nedzu swung his tail in excitement.

The following year will be interesting, to say the least. 

Izuku had been relieved when Danger Sense stopped detecting Nedzu. 

The bear-dog-mouse seemed to have stopped any hostility towards Izuku and he felt like the cameras weren't pointed at him specifically. 

Now that he had gained Nedzu's trust, he shouldn't be suspected to be allied with the "Villainous Alliance" when the USJ will take place.

'Are you sure that the D Ranks aren't going to do anything stupid?' Banjo's voice was heard.

'Yep. I and dad went personally and made sure they will behave.' Izuku thought of how Dad broke their arms and headed them, and he just used Muddiness to erase their memories. That way they will have a feeling of fear rise up out of nowhere if they attempt to derail from the script.

'... That shouldn't be something normal for a child.'

'Nor is hearing the voices of the dead but here we are.' Izuku commented off-handedly while checking the stored power in Fa Jin.

The Quirk indeed stores Kinetic Energy so Izuku started walking with heavy footsteps to gradually gain power throughout the run. Normally, Fa Jin wouldn't be able to absorb all of the shocks so Izuku had Shock Absorption active to achieve 100% efficiency. 

Izuku was now on the 9th lap while Todoroki, Yoarashi, and Yaoyorozu were just about to start the 12th lap. 

Could Izuku use the stored power to run over 3 laps before anyone would realize what is happening? Not a chance. 

BUT if he adds OverClock, Izuku should be able to regulate the output over a longer period, and with the additional speed, he should be able to do it… if you ignore the risk of him falling unconscious due to exhaustion or lack of oxygen to the brain. 

'You wouldn't be so damn tired if you wouldn't have used that much power at the ball throw. You still lied about how taxing Cell Activation is. You made more effort than 9 people using that combination.' Banjo scoffed. 'Why would you lie about it in the first place? People overestimating you is dangerous, you forced us to listen through All for One's explanation on why that is two weeks since inhabiting your head.'

'That was just me being pretty and not wanting to listen alone through it.' Izuku admitted. 'But my lack of stamina won't be a problem once I get in contact with someone at UA.' Izuku saw that Todoroki started his 12th lap and Izuku started his plan earlier. 

The world started slowing down as each step he took, he roughly added in triple the normal strength making every single one four times stronger and faster. 

He did the 10th lap and Yaoyorozu seemed to have lost control of her solar panel-powered bicycle and Izuku realized that he might be creating a vacuum behind himself, akin to a speeding car.

This fact was confirmed when he passed Yoarashi and the boy lost his flight trajectory. Todoroki, who had only ice under his feet, got pulled much easier and fell to the ground. 

At the 11th lap, Izuku felt his vision narrow and the three top contestants regain their footing and continued their running. 

At the 12th lap, Izuku's vision started turning gray, he stopped his Quirks and turned on Super Regeneration, and the world started to regain its color. He started walking and accepted that he is going to get a fourth place-

“Midoriya, are you okay?” Tokage flew past Izuku. She sounded genuinely concerned but didn't stop as she headed to the finish line. 

Izuku looked back and he regained his determination as he saw Honenuki closing in, without using his Quirk. 

“Yeah, I ain't getting sixth .” He muttered to himself as he started running like there's no tomorrow and promptly collapsed once he passed the finish line. 

Izuku is glad that Dad won't see this because he would ground him for recklessness. 

Setsuna panicked when she saw Midoriya fall to the ground and sent some parts of herself to catch him. She did not expect the boy to weigh so much that there was no way for her to slow his fall. 

“Ouch!” She shouted as her detached arm was now stuck under Midoriya. “What is he made out of? Bricks?” She cut the link between her body and her arm just as Snipe rushed next to her and knelt to check Midoriya's pulse. 

“He's fine.” Snipe sighed in relief. “He overdid it again but he should be fine in 15 minutes.”

“Did this happen before?” Honenuki asked as he passed the finish line, neither of them bothering to listen to the robotic voice telling the achieved time. 

Snipe sighed. “Yeah, it was six months ago and he just got his Quirk. He was a powerhouse but he passed out after 5 minutes. I'm honestly impressed that he lasted that long considering how much power he needed to pull off the feats of today and he needed to micromanage every Quirk.”

Everyone stood silent as two robots placed Midoriya on a hospital stretcher and moved him inside the building.

“Okay everyone, move out of the track, there are still people running.” Snipe warned and the two moved out of the way, a bit shaken from seeing Midoriya knocked out cold. 

Inasa was truly fascinated with Midoriya. 

The boy had spirit and despite his introduction as someone like Endeavor, he was a polar opposite. 

Inasa couldn't believe how friendly and chatty the guy was. He talked about everyone's Quirks with so much confidence that it made you think it was his. This is extremely funny to Inasa because from what Midoriya said, he could take their Quirks and give them back without them realizing it.

Inasa chuckled when that was said despite everyone taking a step backward like it would make a difference if the statement was true. 

No wonder UA wanted him when he has so much knowledge on Quirks. 

“Do you guys think Midoriya's going to be okay?” Tokage asked but her eyes never left the corner of the building where Midoriya was last seen as he was transported. 

“Snipe said that he should be up in 15 minutes, 5 of them already passed and the Hero didn't get any call. He must be fine.” Yaoyorozu explained but her tone was lacking in confidence.

Inasa looked around at the rest of the examinees and his eyes landed on Todoroki. He was looking in direction Midoriya was taken like most but his eyes…

Inasa didn't like Endeavor ever since he met the man as a kid but his son is different. Has Todoroki ever looked at Midoriya with anything other than anger and disdain? 

Yes, Midoriya's Quirk is one of the bogeymen in the stories parents tell their children to keep them in check but Midoriya is a kid like them.

Midoriya doesn't deserve to be looked at like he's the Devil in disguise. 

“Okay everyone, gather around because I am going to show you the results of the physical exam:” Snipe tapped on the tablet and a Hologram was projected in the air, a bit over the Hero's head. 

Izuku Midoriya 

Shoto Todoroki 

Inasa Yoarashi 

Momo Yaoyorozu 

Setsuna Tokage 

xxxxx xxxxxx

Juzo Honenuki 

…… 

“Whoever doesn't find himself in the top 8, you better have done well at the written Exam.” Snipe turned off the Hologram. “Now that we are done here, please go to the lockers, take a shower if needed, and return to the Ceremony Room.”

Everyone let out sounds of agreement despite being tired from the exam. 

Inasa still couldn't stop looking at Todoroki and thinking about Midoriya's determination to still be one of the first despite the huge disadvantage. 

Izuku woke up in what seemed to be a hospital bed, inside of a nurse's office. 

He looked around and cursed himself for not seeking out any other information-gathering Quirks besides Scanner. Not much of a use when you don't see the target. 

“Hey, you're finally awake.” Izuku almost snapped his neck as he heard that sentence from the base of his bed. The one present was Recovery Girl. “You were trying to-” 

“I am going to ask you to stop right there.” Izuku cut in as he was having flashbacks to the ancient cultural reference. “I am completely healthy, if I wasn't, I would have passed out while my Regeneration Quirk was doing its job.”

“And I think you should be more respectful to the elderly, young man.” Recovery Girl said offended and Izuku realized that she is only half of dad's age, she would have little to no knowledge of Pre-Quirk references.

“Sorry Ma'am, I guess I'm a bit snappy from my unplanned nap.” Not exactly a lie but explaining to anyone that Izuku expected a two-century-old joke isn't going to help.

Recovery Girl muttered something about the kids these days before waving Izuku out. 

Once the door of the Nurse's office was closed and walked to the lockers, took a shower, then went to the Ceremony Room where everyone should be at this point.

Once the door was discreetly opened, he saw that the only ones present were the ones taking the Hero Exam, unlike in the morning when the ones applying for Management and Support were present. After all, they didn't have a three-hour physical exam to take. 

Izuku entered, activated Sound Manipulation to muffle any sounds that might draw the attention of the rest, and rested on the wall opposite to the podium.

The scores were already displayed through Holograms, remaining presented while Nedzu was giving a speech on how the ones who failed should take this as a learning experience and use it to assist them in the future. He ended the speech by reminding everyone that the normal exams are the following Saturday and that he would be glad to have everyone as UA students.

Izuku couldn't take any of it seriously as a bit of Eraser's sleeping bag was visible behind the curtains. 

'Please tell me that the guy isn't sleeping behind the stage.' Second spoke exasperatedly. 

Izuku activated the Infrared Vision Quirk that was got from dad and the sleeping bag was emanating an orange color. 'I am 80% confident that I can Warp behind the stage without anyone acknowledging my presence. 

Izuku could sense Second and Third look at each other and give a nod right after.

White mist engulfed Izuku and the next he was in a dark space, turned and he saw the curtains. 'Got it right.' He thought with pride, Warping somewhere you can't see is quite hard, especially because Izuku doesn't use portals and coordinates at the moment.

Third sighed as Izuku's gaze landed on EraserHead. 'Midoriya, could you explain to me why and how this guy is a teacher?' 

'Got his teaching license through a special program that bypasses the Teaching Association of Japan. Also, Nedzu doesn't bother to check on his co-workers.' Izuku explained as he hatched a plan to mess with the Hero who cannot put the effort of dressing properly.

'So the Teaching Association of Japan is right in the head?' Shinomori asked and Izuku nodded as he activated Manual's Water Manipulation Quirk and created a sphere of water roughly the size of a human head. 

'I remember trading one of your Quirks for a Heat Manipulation one.' Banjo remarked and a malicious smile surfaced as Izuku activated the said Quirk. 

He touched the sphere and cooled down the floating water to almost 0° Celsius. 

'Raise it to the roof so you have time to Warp away.' Another brilliant suggestion came this time from En and the boy did as instructed. 

There were rare moments where Izuku and the Vestiges would work together towards a common goal but that made them so sweet when they happened.  

Izuku walked to the furthest wall from the Hero, Sound Manipulation still active and muffling his footsteps. Once everything was ready, Izuku turned off the Water Manipulation and Warped himself behind the examinees with a speed that would impress even Oboro.

Izuku sank himself inside Quirksmith, freezing his face in a neutral one while a girly scream came from behind the stage just as Nedzu was about to leave it.

Everyone looked scared or confused while Nedzu's fur rose and his claws extended from his paws.

A moment later Aizawa appeared from behind the stage, Erasure On, and his hair swinging oddly because wet hair is too heavy to be lifted when he was lacking concentration from the cold shower Izuku gave him. 

Inside Quirksmith, everyone was on the 'Floor' laughing so hard they couldn’t breathe despite any of them having a body. 

'He looks like the gender-bent version of the girl coming out of the TV.' Third added, making Second and Izuku continue wheezing while the other three Vestiges were referring to something similar from their time.

God, the Vestiges, and Izuku cannot stand each other but once they get a common goal, Hell is unleashed on Earth.

Chapter Text

Nedzu looked at Aizawa who gave the impression of a wet dog, then looked at the public to see Midoriya being present with a face of indifference. 

Nedzu sighed as he grabbed Aizawa's loose scarf and pulled the man off the stage with himself and made a mental note to not put Midoriya in Aizawa’s classroom the following year. UA wouldn’t survive whatever Lawsuit it would be dropped on the man.

Izuku was sitting on a chair along with the other seven examinees, right next to Nedzu's office. 

He managed to talk with the girl that had the Information Gathering Quirk, Kokyū Nisankatanso, and he found out what exactly it was. 

The Quirk was called Radar and it was detecting sources of Carbon Dioxide, basically allowing her to detect anyone breathing in a 50-meter radius. 

Izuku didn't hesitate to pull Nisankatanso to the side and inform her about the name of his Quirk, which is a dead giveaway to its special ability. The ability to modify Quirks. 

Nisankatanso didn't hesitate to shake Izuku's hand when he came with the proposal of upgrading her Quirk in exchange for Izuku to copy it.

So now Izuku was standing happily with a new Quirk and Nisankatanso shared his satisfaction in the deal, having her range tripled, though, the further the source it was, the harder it was to identify. 

Even if she doesn't get into UA, she will leave with more than she entered with. 

“Izuku Midoriya, you are the first.” Aizawa said, sounding even more dead inside than usual.

Izuku got up and entered the office, he was Nedzu with his paws clasped together and he checked Danger Sense if the mammal grew hostile once more.

“You did quite a number on Aizawa.” Nedzu stated and Izuku detected no hostility in his voice, nor by using Danger Sense. “Please take a seat, we have quite a few things to discuss.”

“You have no proof that it was me.” Izuku said casually as he took the hot cup of tea from the desk and sipped from it. “Family or Business?” 

“Both. I have seen your little interaction with Miss Nisankatanso.”

“What about it? Quirksmith is technically a Mutant Quirk so you cannot tell me not to use it in public. There's also no way she would do as little as a complaint about it.” Izuku went and checked Danger Sense and Nedzu was still passive.

“Why are you so hostile towards the man?” 

“Because he is using scare tactics on children. Why do you keep him as an employee?”

Nedzu's tail stopped swinging. “Well, I know Aizawa's teaching methods are unconventional but he is giving results. I also don't think that his teaching can be categorized as a scare tactic.”

“Are you sure about that?” Izuku rolled his eyes. “Shota Aizawa hangs the threat of death at the job through any of his exercises. Quite a few people complained about this over the internet. It makes you wonder why the Teaching Association of Japan hasn't come and done an inspection on UA by now.” Izuku smiled viciously. “Oh wait, they did but the Hero Commission stopped them before even sending you a letter about the said inspection.”

Nedzu took his cup of tea and sipped from it, probably to distract the attention on how stiff he was. “Why do I smell a lawsuit coming my way?” 

Izuku dropped the smile. “Because it is.” He deadpanned. “The moment I will find something about UA, I will write a letter of complaint. If the said problem isn't acknowledged and worked on, there will be a lawsuit from my family.”

“Roughly one month until the new year starts.” Nedzu mused. “I must admit, there are quite a few things that should be changed or fine-tuned.” 

“Good luck.” Izuku finished his cup of tea and placed it on the desk. “Anything else required for this interview?” 

“Well, that was fast.” Tokage used a floating head right next to Yaoyorozu.

Izuku just shrugged. “It’s not like I had much convincing to do when he was the one recommending me.”

“Shoto Todoroki.” Eraser spoke up and the boy got up from his chair and entered the Office.

Yoarashi got up as well and asked Izuku to talk in private. Izuku agreed and we moved past the corner of the hallway.

“Midoriya, what do you think of Todoroki?” Inasa asked bluntly. 

Midoriya squinted at him before looking in the direction of the hallway. “... Except that he acts exactly like a Mini-Endeavor? Nothing much.”

“I don't like the guy, nor his father.” Inasa continued, not knowing how to formulate what he wanted to say.

“No one that meets Endeavor does. The Bastard sets people on fire as a means of keeping the order.” Midoriya scoffed. “I am honestly surprised why he isn't assassinated by the Hero Commission.”

“What?” 

“What?” Midoriya asked back like he didn't talk about assassinations and Inasa found his wording. 

“Anyway. Ever since I was a kid, there were two constants in my life: me not finding anything displeasing and me wanting to become a Hero. A few years back, I've met Endeavor and he was the first thing in the world that I genuinely couldn't stand the guy ever since-” 

“And now you met his son and he is so much like him that you can't even stand the thought of sharing a class with him.” Midoriya concluded and Inasa nodded stiffly. “Please tell me you don't want to quit because of him.” Inasa froze. “OH, FOR FU-” Midoriya face-palmed before sighing. “Inasa Yoarashi, I have seen the scores you have gotten at the written exam, you're not dumb, far from it actually but you let your emotions take hold of you .”

Inasa started shifting awkwardly. Midoriya was using the "I'm not mad, just disappointed" tone that is usually heard from parents. Maybe if Inasa wasn't 190 cm tall, he might have felt like a child under Midoriya's gaze. “So what do you suggest?” 

“You get into the school you wanted to be at and you show both Endeavor and Mini-Endeavor that having the personality of a dumpster fire isn't going to work for long…” Midoriya muttered something about starting to talk like "him". “… Moving on, I want you to go and claim that place for yourself, or even better, take it from Todoroki.” 

Midoriya grinned but it was anything but friendly, Inasa tried to mimic the smile but he just knew he was doing it wrong.

Midoriya shrugged. “Close enough, now let's get back.”

To no one's surprise, Izuku got in. The other three that passed were Inasa Yoarashi, Setsuna Tokage, and Shoto Todoroki. 

Yaoyorozu and Honenuki seem to still be interested in UA so they exchanged numbers and created a new group chat.

Now Izuku Warped home to see Dad, Himiko, Oboro, and Tenko waiting in the living room. 

“So how did it go?” Dad asked as he sipped his coffee most likely just woke up in the noon because he is working at night.

“Got top scores at both written and physical exams, and I've gotten a new Quirk.” Izuku summarized and smiled as he saw the gleam in everyone's eyes before they started cheering.

“Well, now that is over. I am afraid I have to leave to solve other pressing matters.” Dad said as his gaze turned ice-cold, indicating that's All for One business. “I will see you tonight.”

“Unfortunately I have some work as well.” Oboro spoke. 

“Yeah, me as well at H-Tech.” Tenko completed.

And so the tree left, leaving Izuku and Himiko to their own devices.

“So, I don't think I've gone through this house since you and Hisashi-san moved.” Himiko said and Izuku gestured to her to follow him. 

The house was on the other side of Tokyo, compared to where the apartment he lived most of his life was located. On itself wasn't anything special either except for the American design because dad was more used to it. 

The house had a kitchen, one living room, one dining room, three bedrooms, one master bedroom, three bathrooms, and a garage.

The kitchen had a stove on gas but after dad almost set the house on fire because he hadn't cooked in six years, an electric stove soon came to replace it. The living room was completely normal, just two couches, a 65 inch TV, a PS420 for, and a bookshelf filled with more Contemporary books. The master bedroom ended up converted into a study room, having a table, a desk with a computer, and the rest is filled with bookshelves with older books and Textbooks for almost any subject; all of them collected by Izuku's dad while trying to escape the boredom from living for so long. Because only Izuku and dad were living in the house only two of the bedrooms were used and the third one became the guest's room. The garage was occupied by two cars, one that Izuku is 100% sure is illegal to run because it is running on gasoline and the second one is electric and is one of the latest models on the market. 

After the improvised tour was over, they cracked in Izuku's room. 

“Could you open a Warp Gate to my room? I want to read the book I've borrowed from Hisashi-san.” Himiko asked and Izuku complied. White mist have appeared in the middle of the room and Izuku felt the same happened at the coordinates of Himiko's room. Once the density was high enough, Izuku gestured for her to enter it and once she emerged, he activated the Warping and felt how she got to the destination, got out, and returned shortly after. “You really need to work in creating portals like Oboro.” She commented as she left the dissipating mist.

“Oboro has 15 years of experience with creating shapes out of clouds and 15 years with portals. I have only 4 months of both.” Izuku retorted before Activating Psychokinesis, then used it to attract one of his journals and an ink pen. 

“How's the progress on using that Quirk to write?” Himiko asked before making herself comfortable on the bed. 

“I've learned to write English with it pretty well. Japanese, not so much.” Izuku spoke as he took off the pen's cover and floated it in his pocket. After that, he sat next to Himiko and started writing about Radar. 

“How many Notebooks and Journals do you have?” Himiko asked absently as she turned the page of the book, trying to cover the silence.

“I am at Notebook 23 and I am still at my first journal because I don't catalog any of my Quirks that are not even mediocre. I think I've given the Doctor 300 Minor Mutant Quirks from people just wanting a normal life.”

“What is he doing with them anyway? More Nomu? Upgrading them?” Himiko asked and Izuku shrugged, he observed the Doctor manufacture one Nomu and it was enough to keep Izuku away for a week.

“If you want to know, the best way to get the answer is from him.” Izuku yawned and he felt his eyelids grow heavy.

“How long was the Physical Exam?” Himiko finally took her eyes off the book and looked straight at Izuku.

“Three hours or so.” Another yawn was surfacing but he suppressed it.

“So an hour over what Six trains you.”

“Sixes’ ‘Training’ is way harder than whatever UA could throw at me.” Izuku closed his eyes and felt Himiko lean on him, after that, he opened them again and looked at her before leaving his floating Journal and pen on the nightstand. “Going to take a nap for an hour, don’t try anything funny, Danger Sense can detect pranks.”

‘No, it doesn’t.’ Shinimori was heard from inside Quirksmith and Izuku told him to shut up as his mind drifted to sleep.

Yoichi just watched Hisashi systematically murder hundreds of Cultists from the Creature Rejection Clan for the last Five. Hours. They were all spread in small groups all over Japan and some were caught just as they were about to execute some people.

‘Okay, the last cult group was trying to execute a woman with an octopus for a head, have they never got outside that they are so revolted by it?’ Hisashi let out an amused huff and Yoichi realized that he said that out loud.

‘People are afraid of what is different or out of the norm. And when humans usually fear something, hostility emerges to the surface. We know this best, don’t we, brother?’ Hisashi smiled but it was a bitter one. ‘Remember how many people came to me to get rid of their so-called curses? You were so angry at me for doing what my Quirk was meant for and now you see the result of me not doing it.’

‘So what? You cleaning Japan of Cultists is just to teach me a lesson?’ Yoichi deadpanned.

‘No, these bastards had it coming since I woke up from death, the fact that you are dragged through it it’s just a bonus.’ Hisashi hummed pleasantly before pulling out his phone and messaging Kurogiri.

‘Why not have a copy of Warp Gate yourself?’

‘Oh, I do have one but it causes migraines for warping for long distances, I don’t think I need to explain why that doesn’t mix well with my brain damage.’ A portal appeared and Hisashi moved through it, appearing at the house's foyer. After he had used a Blood Manipulation Quirk to clean off his shoes, he took them off. 'Young Himiko's shoes are still here.' He looked at the feminine pair of shoes before heading into the house, going up the stairs, and entering Izuku's room. 

There Yoichi and Hisashi saw Izuku and Himiko asleep. 'I never understood why he is this way?' Yoichi muttered as Hisashi pulled a blanket out of a closet and covered the two. 

'You'll need to be more precise, brother.' Hisashi left the room, silently closed the door, and walked down the stairs. 

'How is he so different from you? How come he has so many friends and trusts them?' 

'Well, that's something that I can work with.' Hisashi entered the kitchen and started searching through drawers and cupboards. 'I've always tried to fill the role of both a teacher and a parent with Izuku but considering that I had no actual idea how to be a parent, I decided to create an environment where Izuku could properly develop which would also ease fulfilling the other role. 

Aldera was filled with Quirkists before I not so subtly called the police and the Teaching Association of Japan to check what was happening there.

Then I needed to ensure that Izuku wasn't bullied for not having a Quirk so I started my lessons on Quirkz with Izuku and started a rumor that he had an Intelligence Quirk because those are harder to identify.' Hisashi chuckled. 'I remember how the neighbors were coming to complain about my "devilish son" because he kept coming up with dangerous ways for their kids to use their Quirks. I was laughing my ass off every time and Inko was punching me in the arm and telling me that's not funny. Let me tell you, the red faces of anger from those parents were hilarious .' Hisashi's smile disappeared. 'I think we should talk about Inko later. 

Katsuki was also a bit of a problem. The boy inherited the stubbornness of his mother, Mitsuki, and he couldn't comprehend that brains can beat brawn and it resulted in quite a few fights between the two. I had talked to Masaru at that time to educate Katsuki, but he was on a work trip, leaving Mitsuki to take care of the boy. 

Despite not being in good relations with that woman, I still intended to solve the problem civilly. Unfortunately, I was at work when I got a call from Izuku. He told me that Katsuki went too far and he was bleeding. Badly. Afterward, I asked him to take a photo to see the injury and went full All for One. 

Yoichi, I don't think I've ever got to tell you but my Quirk isn't just the ability to take other Quirks, it grants me the ability to withstand a lot of things, if this wasn't the case, Mutant Quirks would be a torture to activate.

So let's get back to the point. Izuku was six and a half was bleeding from his arm and he had third-degree burns, I also vaguely remember seeing some bone but might have only been a trick of the light, I told Izuku to give Katsuki on the phone, used a tone that would make even All Might cower in fear, and said: "If this EVER happens again, I will sever your hands that your Quirk is so dependent on, make them in Keychain ornaments, and sent one to each of your parents.".'

Yoichi was silent, looking through Hisashi's eyes how he made some tea during the story and now was drinking it tactfully . 'Hisashi, what the fuck.'

'Oh, would you stop being so dramatic? It's not like I did it.' Hisashi retorted and Yoichi glared despite not being able to pinpoint it at his older brother. 'In the end, Masaru got to discuss with Katsuki and the boy calmed down, he and Izuku weren't on the best of terms but I assume all of that changed once my "Accident" occurred.' Hisashi sighed 'Once I had to leave for America, Oboro had to move to Kamino where my remaining operations remained. Tenko, who Izuku grew to consider as a bigger brother, had to leave with Oboro too.

I think that after Izuku realized that his family was scattered around the world, he started bonding with Katsuki who by that point in time were in good relations and were seeing each other more often because Mitsuki and Inko were friends.' Hisashi looked at the empty cup of tea before filling it again. 'I believed that Inko would do her part as a parent and take care of Izuku, not make him feel burdened because he lacked a Quirk .

From what I've managed to gather from actually reliable sources,' Yoichi had a feeling Inko was one. 'I concluded that Izuku was going through a rebellious phase. He started using his skills on people and started his little Vigilante career. Little did he know that I've had Six clean any criminal record he gathered in the past six years.

I guess the only one I have left to explain is Himiko. The girl was a sad case, her Quirk went rogue and she had to run from home because her parents never accepted her for who she was. I am still angry that Japan hasn’t changed to medical professionals and they keep the “Quirk Counseling” Correction Program. Whoever thought that you could simply talk people out of using their Quirk for the rest of their lives deserves a worse place in Hell than I will get, but I digress.

Izuku was the one to help Himiko and to show her that, despite being different, adaptations can be made so she could live a normal life. And what did it take? Some blood bags that are dirt cheap in Europe and someone capable in their field of work.

Her parents lost their bright child and I gained another student that I've had the pleasure to teach.'

Yoichi raised an eyebrow. ' What's so special about her?'

'The fact that she has amazing observation skills. It seems that no one before Izuku realized that having a Quirk that allows you to disguise into someone, requires being attentive to pull it off. Once I've made her feel rewarded for engaging in the lessons, her development accelerated.' Hisashi touched his face, just above his cheekbones. 'The fact that she didn't have to look at my skull mask also helped. She was beaming when I smiled at her and congratulated her on her first lesson since my face was fixed.'

Yoichi could almost see the memory of how the girl smiled, whether it was from his memory or Hisashi's was left unknown.

Izuku woke up just as the sun was setting through the window.

He was rubbing his eyes when he realized that the blanket wasn't present when he went to sleep. Izuku looked to his right and saw that Himiko was still there sleeping while holding the Second Volume of Hunger Games clutched to her chest. She probably thought that she'd close her eyes for a bit and fell asleep just like him. 

Izuku activated Flight and silently floated from the bed, not touching the floor at the risk of the parquet making a sudden sound. 

He checked his phone and saw a message from Kacchan. 

/=/=/=/

[Kacchan] 

How was the Exam? 

Nerd, I want to talk to you later. Give me a message. 

/=/=/=/

Izuku rubbed his neck as he messaged back that he was preparing to go out and to send a message for his coordinates when he was ready. He activated Psychokinesis and opened his wardrobe, pulling out a red T-shirt and a pair of shorts before Warping out of the room, leaving Himiko to sleep peacefully.

After he took a shower, he used Air Canon and Hot Hands as an improvised hairdryer, then went downstairs.

“Did you sleep well?” Dad asked from the couch present in the living room. 

“I'm going to guess you're the one who covered us with the blanket.” Izuku looked at the phone and saw that Kacchan was ready. “I'm going out for a bit.”

“Then I shall make dinner, I already told Oboro that Himiko might spend the evening here.” Dad got off the couch, taking with him a kettle and some teacups off the coffee table, and headed to the open design kitchen.

Izuku activated Warp Gate and found himself on Takoba Beach, a few moments later Kacchan appeared out of the mist as well.

“Sup, nerd.” Kacchan greeted and Izuku did the same. “How was the Exam?”

“The Written one was easy, same with the Physical one except for the endurance run.”

“You used several Quirks at the time and you were dead tired to do it, weren't you?” Izuku stood silent and Kacchan groaned. “You and your crutch Quirks. It annoys me beyond measure.” He said bitterly and Izuku stood silent. “Ever since you got your Quirk… Quirks , I’ve started to up my training you know.” He sighed and dropped onto the sand, Izuku sat right next to him. “I feel like I’m falling behind, nerd.”

“So you’ve called me here to talk things out?”

“Kinda.” Kacchan pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Izuku, he opened it and saw that it was a medical report. “The bullshit Augmented Muscles Quirk you created affected my hearth’s muscles. I’m officially off the Medication meant to keep my blood flow in check from Explosion.”

Izuku looked over the paperwork and from what he could decipher, that was indeed true. “Congrats. How does it feel to not have your brain pump you with adrenaline in case you die?”

Kacchan took a hand of sand and threw it at Izuku’s face. However, Danger Sense already told Izuku about it and activated Flight to have its aerodynamic barrier protect him. Kacchan groaned. “ This is what annoys me. No matter what I do, you have some shit already prepared for it.” He kicked the sand with the heel of his shoe. “I don’t know how to fucking feel, that’s why I’ve called you here. You’re the over-analytical guy who breaks down shit to the molecular level and shit.”

Izuku turned to look at the sea. “So you’re feeling that you’re left behind.” He summarized what his friend was feeling. “You trained your body, Explosion, and Augmented Muscles, and you feel like you cannot keep up.”

“It’s hard to keep up with someone that gets five new Quirks each week.” Kacchan grumbled and Izuku felt bad. “No matter how much I train, you could just pull out one of your ‘Fuck you I win’ combos and kick my ass.”

They both fell silent, not quite knowing what to say. Kacchan was right, Izuku keeps searching Top Grade Quirks, and combining a few of them would be enough to beat almost anyone.

While Izuku starts up strong and decreases as the fight progresses. Kacchan needs to prologue the fight so he gets warmed up for doing some actual damage… warmed up…

“How would you feel if I gave you another Quirk?”

Kacchan looked at Izuku with a raised eyebrow. “Didn't you say that most people cannot handle two Plus Alphas?” 

“Yes but actually no. The brain has enough space to hold two or three Quirks, the problem lies in using them all at once. My brain is an information sponge, I can take in all the information given from the Quirks and use it. If I would give you Psychokinesis right now, you'd have a seizure from turning it on.”

“So the way to go is to give me a simple Quirk, one that doesn't fry my brain when I use it.”

“Yep, and I know which one would fit you.” Izuku reached inside his Quirk and surfaced a specific one. “Heat Up Strength Up, on its own, the Quirk only raises the temperature of the body depending on the person's strength.”

“And what’s the catch?”

“Well, the catch is that if the person’s body is overheating, the  said heat gets converted into strength.”

Kacchan stood silent and Izuku could see the gears working inside his mind. “Augmented Muscles can reduce the recoil of Explosion but it has a limit. Explosion Already tends to higher my body temperature. If we throw this Quirk into the mix, I will overheat from Explosion, resulting in Augmented Muscles becoming stronger, thus allowing for bigger explosions that will create even more heat. Heat Up Strenght Up would result in a feedback loop that would allow me to be even more devastating.” He turned to Izuku and looked him straight into his eyes. “This is too good to be true, what’s the drawback?”

“Well, first, you will generate more heat so dehydration is obvious, and second, is the fact that your bones might break if you go too far.”

Both stood silent while Kacchan was looking at Izuku like an idiot. “What.”

“Your Quirk is Augmented Muscles , not Augmented Locomotor System . Your muscles become stronger and stronger but your bones would need to gain strength the old-fashioned way.”

Kacchan groaned. “And how in the fucking hell do I know the limit is?”

“Itching sensation in bones.”

“You answered too quick for my liking.”

“That’s how I know Stockpile is one step from killing me.” Izuku answered with humor, making Kacchan throw him another pointed look before abruptly stretching his hand forward.

“Hand me that Quirk before I change my mind.” He growled while Izuku took his hand and gave him the Quirk. “I better no be dead by tomorrow morning, Nerd.”

The two got up and Izuku activated a Warp Gate for each. After Kacchan was gone, Izuku entered his own portal and found himself in the living room, hearing his dad and Himiko have a conversation in the dining room.

Now that Izuku got Officially into UA, all that he had to wait for is his friends to make it as well.

Chapter Text

Katsuki took a deep breath before checking his backpack for the fifth time since morning.

“ID, check, Gym clothes, check, water bottle check.” He went on until he finally concluded that he had everything, then he messaged the group chat to see if the rest were ready as well. 

After he got his confirmation, Izuku left a message that he'll help them reach UA, a few seconds later, a white mist appeared and the same was happening to the rest. 

Katsuki took another deep breath, took a step through the portal, and the first thing he saw was a dumpster. After he had cursed the nerd for his shitty Warping locations, he stepped aside and someone else was summoned. 

“What is that God awful smell?” Itsuka was was whining from the mist before stepping out of it and saw the source, cursing under her breath at the realization. 

“Welcome to the "The nerd left us near a dumpster" Club.” Katsuki grumbled as Itsuka left the mist and joined him, waiting for ShiTetsu. 

“Uhh, guys, what are you doing?” A familiar voice came from behind them and when they turned, they were met with the one in question.

“ShiTetsu? Where did Izuku drop you?” Itsuka asked, bewildered. 

“One the alley from the other side of the street?” ShiTetsu explained and they all walked to the main street. There, they were able to see the clean alley that ShiTetsu was dropped at.

Katsuki groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Why the fuck can't he stop messing with us for one day?”

After they all agreed to get back on the nerd, they went on their way and stopped at UA's entrance gates. 

“It's… smaller than I imagined.” Itsuka commented and Katsuki had to agree, the building looks cool but it looked cooler in pictures. 

A car pulled behind them and a blue-haired boy got out of it. “Good luck Tenya, good luck and remember to have fun.” A male voice was heard from the driver's seat. 

“Thank you, Tensei.” The boy bowed, “I promise I will not disappoint you.” Then started doing a robot-like chopping motion with his right arm. 

A laugh came out of the car before the door closed and left. After the car turned the corner of the street, the blue-haired boy finally turned toward the school and took notice of them. “It's highly disrespectful to eavesdrop on people's conversations!”

“We weren't eavesdropping, bro.” ShiTetsu raised his hands to show no hostility. 

Katsuki just decided to fuck with the blue-haired guy. “Oi, moron, we are on public property, you're the one almost shouting in the middle of the street.”

The guy froze, then did a 90-degree bow. “How disrespectful of me. I apologize for my behavior.” He said, still as loud as when he left the car. 

Katsuki didn't expect this, he expected for the guy to go on a whole rant about how Katsuki was even more disrespectful for pointing out his flaws. 'I guess first impressions can be deceiving.' Katsuki thought to himself before scoffing and entertaining the school grounds. Itsuka and ShiTetsu behind him. 

Saying that Himiko was stressed is an understatement. 

Despite already being accustomed to UA from 6 months prior, she was still feeling a weight on her shoulders from everything that got here to this point. Izuku helped her with her Quirk. Hisashi-san tutored her almost every day. Tenko taught her everything he could about mechanics and electronics. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves before starting to walk-

-only to trip halfway through getting to the school.

She pulled her arms forward to brace herself for the fall but it never came. Instead, she felt a similar feeling to Warp Gate and her spread ceased entirely.

“Are you okay?” A feminine voice was heard from Himiko's left and then she turned her head, she saw a girl with brown hair and brown eyes.

“Gravity Nullification?” or perhaps Density Manipulation. Himiko thought to herself. 

The girl blinked. “Uhh, yes? My Quirk is Zero Gravity. How did you know?” She asked as she placed Himiko on the ground, then deactivated her Quirk. 

“A friend of my studies Quirks religiously, I guess it rubbed on me.”

“Cool, and sorry for using my Quirk on you but it's a bad omen to trip and fall.” 

Himiko chuckled awkwardly. “No worries. I wouldn't want to come to Exam with bruises.”

“Yeah, the day is already nerve-wracking, you wouldn't want that on top of that. Anyway, good luck.” And so the girl left, leaving Himiko a bit flustered. 

Katsuki finished the Written Exam between the first and now he was standing in an amphitheater looking down at a Hero he is 90% sure is Present Mic from the obnoxious voice and cockatoo haircut. 

Three types of robots Yada Yada, the nerd looked the Exam up on the internet and UA hasn't changed it in the past 30 years, the exception being the huge Tartarus Robot.

Speaking of that health hazard, it seems that the blue-haired guy didn't bother to look up anything outside the brochure.

[...] 

“Now how do I- there it is .” Katsuki muttered to himself as he tried to get in the front, only for a foreign hand to be placed on his shoulder.

“You're trying to distract the other contestants, aren't yo-” Katsuki turned his head and he was met with the blue-haired boy from earlier, he was now taken aback, probably because he recognized him. “May I inquire why you were muttering?” 

“Have you ever heard about thinking out loud?” Katsuki deadpanned and the boy averted his gaze. “I was trying to get in front, why did you think I would be distracted? You didn't even know where I was looking.” 

“The Exam has begun!” Present Mic was heard over the speaker and Katsuki switched into combat mode. 

He jumped three meters into the air thanks to the Augmented Muscles and released a few explosions to achieve temporary flight and got over the rest of the contestants. Some started running once they took notice of him but most needed an extra explanation from Present Mic that there's no 'START' in a real fight.

Well, too bad for them because the moment Katsuki saw the wave of robots, he stopped his improvised flight and braced himself as he activated Heat Up Strength Up for unleashing his most powerful move. “Indiscriminate Shooting, AP-Machine Gun!” He shouted to warn anyone that if they fell in his line of fire, they are likely going to have a painful death. 

Explosive projectiles came out of Katsuki's hand and rain as hell fired down on the robots, piercing them like they are nothing more than scrap metal. Once there was no movement in sight, Katsuki stopped and realized that there was a ringing in his ear and his arms felt sore from the recoil. 

He feels like shit three minutes into the Exam but he managed to make the streets of the fake city look like a mini-Takoba. “Fucking worth it!” Katsuki started cackling like a mad man as the rest of the examinees started running through the wrecked robots, trying to get an easy pick through his left carnage. “30-ish points and roughly 25 minutes available.” Katsuki pulled a pair of knuckle dusters and put them on. Time to see what Augmented Muscles are capable of on their own.

Nedzu looked at the holographic display of how the trigger-friendly their own and switched his fighting style. “Why do I have a feeling he and Midoriya are somehow connected?” He turned to Yagi who seemed to have aged another decade.

Yagi nodded faintly.

“Katsuki Bakugo,” Yagi spoke in a shaking tone. “Izuku Midoriya's childhood friend… and I have no idea what's going on.”

“So you're saying that he's using a second Quirk?” Midnight asked, squinting her eyes at the display. 

“Kind of,” Hound Dog raised a file. “He has two Quirks: Explosion which seems to be both Mutant and Emitter, and Augmented Muscles which is a Mutant type.”

“On our language Hound,” Midnight deadpanned. “not all of us have a license in Quirk Counseling.”

“I'm going to require you all to obtain one in the future.” Nedzu interjected. “I started reevaluating the capabilities of the Teaching Staff and I don't find them acceptable.” He concluded and gestured for Hound Dog to continue. 

“... Bakugo's Explosion Quirk makes him sweat Nitroglycerin from his palms, what we saw was him using his left hand as a muzzle of a gun and his right one as an igniter for the Nitroglycerin. Augmented Muscles seems to be the means of reducing the recoil to a negligible amount.”

“That still doesn't explain everything.” Yagi added, seemingly out of the trance of fear from earlier. “His Quirk passively generates Nitroglycerin, from what I know, he shouldn't be capable of outputting this much of it from the beginning.”

“So we do not know if he has an additional Quirk or not.” Nedzu concluded before popping out two other holographic windows. The first was of Itsuka Kendo, who just backhanded a Two Pointer with her Quirk; And the second one of Tetsutetsu who seems to just be running in a straight line, knocking and trembling any robots in his way. “Itsuka Kendo and Katsuki Bakugo not only have identical Quirks but they also seem to have similar fighting styles. Kick-Boxing and Aikido seem to be the main inspiration. Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu doesn't seem to-” Nedzu stopped himself as what he assumed was armor on the boy slowly disappeared, then he started stretching until a robot showed up and he changed back into metal, shaped his first in something akin to hammers, and smacked the robot in its wheel, knocking it down and hammering it in the head. “Well, this is an interesting development.”

“I don't understand, my master told me that people can die from having more than one Quirk.”

“Toshinori, I think we might be wrong about a lot of things.” Recovery Girl spoke up, getting everyone's attention. “You, Nana, and Torino had too many close calls with that man. I have attributed them to luck but after seeing Midoriya, who didn't have his Quirk for even a year of experience, it makes me think that All for One was holding back.” Silence engulfed the room as the following sentence was spoken. “I always thought it was weird how you just barely got out of the range of AfO's nuclear attack back then.”

Nedzu looked back at the holographic displays. These three children are the best shot they have at gathering information on All For One but was it a good idea in the first place?

Nedzu's relationship with the Midoriyas is a neutral one, if he plays his cards right, he can obtain everything he needs straight from the source. 

Katsuki felt the ground shake and the next moment, a shadow was cast over him. His brain told him to look up and there it was.

The Zero Pointer. He was just about to leave when he heard something. 

A cry for help. 

His eyes rushed over every pile of rubble until it landed on the furthest one. There was a girl trapped under it and the Zero Pointer was dangerously close.

Katsuki tried to spot any sensors on the machine but he found nothing. “FUCK!” He ran towards the giant robot and started flying with his expositions, ignoring the screams of the other examinees calling him mad. Once he got to a decent elevation, he started spinning, preparing himself for a move that he didn't get to test yet. “Howitzer Impact!” He shouted as an exposition that was bigger than it should be, and was released from his palm. The robot's face got bent inwardly and it was knocked to the ground.

The display of power would have been awe-inspiring if it wasn't for the pain surging in his arm and the echo of Izuku in his head. "And second, is the fact that your bones might break if you go too far."

Katsuki used every swear word his mind could come up with while turning off Heat Up Strength Up and releasing normal explosions to slow his descent.

“Over here!” The voice from earlier was heard and Katsuki saw the girl standing on a floating piece of rubble with her hand stretched. On the account of having no other choice, Katsuki changed his trajectory towards her and when he got in her reach, he got slapped in the face.

Despite the initial shock, Katsuki soon realized that he was also floating- “Release.” The girl said and Katsuki fell face-first onto the ground. Still better than dying from the previous fall.

When Ochako regained her senses, she looked desperately after the boy that just saved her life-

“WHAT KIND OF MORON APPROVED OF THIS FUCKING EXAM!!”

-She turned her head to see the boy screaming in the face of an elderly woman dressed like a Hero. 

“Young man, when you have signed up for this exam, you have signed up that you acknowledge the dangers of it-”

“THERE WAS NOTHING ABOUT HAVING TO SAVE KIDS FROM KILLER ROBOTS. WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE SENSORS ON THESE MACHINES? THE ZERO POINTER WOULD HAVE KILLED THAT GIRL!!” The boy was in a posture giving the impression that he was about to pounce on the woman and kill her, the steam coming off his skin and the electricity coming from his palms were adding to the effect.

A bunch of people gathered and started whispering but Ochako couldn't hear any of it. Instead, she felt her stomach finally realize that she overdid herself and started puking. 

“Go help her before she gets any worse.” The boy changed his tone to a calm one, if it wasn't for the fact that she was looking at him, Ochako would have thought it was someone else speaking. 

Nedzu, in the most polite way possible, was losing his shit.

“How could this have happened?” He growled and opened the console to look up The Zero Pointer’s Programming, completely ignoring how his co-workers were trying to put distance between themselves and him. “That tin can should have sensors to detect any possible threat, this is not only a threat to the examinees but also the safety of everyone operating near one.” These types of robots are used in almost any prison and some models are used to aid the police with apprehending criminals.

This could have been catastrophic and it would have flown over their heads if Katsuki Bakugo wouldn’t have screamed on top of his lungs about it. A child could have Died .

He finished his search and had the urge to groan just like a human. The Zero Pointer was supposed to have weapons on his feet and those were supposed to be equipped with heat sensors. It’s honestly a miracle that no one got hurt by them for the last 50 years they have been used in the exam. “I guess I’m going to talk with the manufactures, either we get versions that are equipped for our needs, or we are going to remove them altogether.”

“Good riddance.” Aizawa said out loud and got a few laughs from his co-workers.

Nedzu wasn’t so amused by it. “Aizawa, if I am going to hear anything about the entrance exam being biased again, I’m going to spare UA the suffering of you meeting Midoriya in the halls of the school by firing you right now.” The room went silent and Nedzu continued. “The Zero Pointer is a deterrent for the people with flashy Quirks so the rest can get some Villain Points as well from the highly damaged robots. It is not my fault that many youngsters fail to realize that one man’s trash is another man’s treasure.” He got off his chair and headed to the door of the room. “Unfortunately, this matter requires my utmost attention. I wait for everyone Monday evening when we are going to examine the footage and assign the Hero Points.”

And so Nedzu closed the door and headed to his office, mentally preparing himself to talk with another set of idiotic humans.

Hawks was standing idly while the Public Safety Commission President was walking back and forth around her office. 

Hawks raised his hand awkwardly. “... Is there a reason you called me, ma'am?” 

“Yes, Hawks, though I have a problem putting my thoughts into order.” She said, not changing her movement or sparing him a glance. “Have you heard about those stories about the bogeyman that will steal your Quirk, the ones parents tell their children to behave?”

Hawks nodded faintly. “Yes, not first hand because… you know, ” He grimaced inside. “But I am aware of them.”

“Good, good…” She stopped, then walked to her desk and leaned on it, facing Hawks and clasping her hands before continuing to speak. “I don't think it is necessary to tell you but what I am about to say is not to leave this room.” Hawks stood silent, not liking where this was going. “When Quirks first appeared, there was utter chaos, no one knew what was going on and everyone was afraid of everyone. Japan on the other side was doing fairly well, not because the government mobilized in time but because someone managed to unify the people in only a few months. 

I do not know the details but the main idea was that he was able to do it with his Quirk that we know as 'All For One', a name that the man has taken and used as his own. When the Hero system was introduced, neither he nor his people were akin to it. 

Of course, people still enrolled in the Hero Program, if it wasn't the case, he would have been ruling Japan even to this day.” Hawks raised an eyebrow at the exaggeration but remained silent. “I see that you're not following so I'll cut to the chase. All for One had the power to take other people's Quirks and use them as his own, you could name a Quirk and there is a chance a version of it had passed through him at one point.”

Hawks squinted at the second oddity, this story is getting too convoluted for his liking. “Passed through him at one point' as in 'they disappeared after a while' or…”

“As in 'he can give them to someone else later on'.” She sighed before starting to walk circles into the room once more. “And of course, Extended Life Expectancy Quirks are a thing and Immortality Quirks are theorized to appear at one point into the future. 

The point is that someone alive since the dawn of Quirks exists and he was so influential that legends were told about him and saying that he didn't like us is an understatement. Thankfully, that said someone was defeated six years ago and that was the end of the story.”

“And the bad news is?”

“It seems that All for One had a child.” The President stopped mere centimeters away from Hawks’ face and stared him in the eyes. “Hisashi Midoriya, owner of the Jade Dragon Pharmaceuticals has recently changed his Quirk registry from ‘Fire Breath’ to ‘All For One’, this information isn’t available to the public and it wouldn’t even be with investigating if it wasn’t for his son, Izuku Midoriya, who was recently accepted at UA and he had a rather… loud display of power.

After that, we started looking up details about them and found out that Jade Dragon Pharmaceuticals was created from smaller companies created over a century, coincidentally appearing when All for One disappeared off the grid.”

Hawks took a step back so he can’t smell the President’s breath. “So rich Villain father gives away his legal stuff to business and the son uses it for good. What exactly is the problem here?”

“Genetics. Hisashi and Izuku Midoriya have inherited All for One and I don’t trust them to not pull off something that would affect us in the future.”

“So you want me to do? Espionage might be my strong point due to my Quirk but is not like they would plan something like in a place I could access.”

“That is why we are going to play the long game, you are going to monitor Izuku Midoriya and if necessary, send a request when the first internships will come about.”

Hawks nodded. “Anything else?”

“… What’s the progress on that Villain which keeps destroying our digital and physical records?”

“Still a pain in my wings but I promise I will catch him one of these days.” He gave one of his best smiles but the President remained as emotionless as ever.

“You are free to go.” The director said and hawks didn’t need to be told twice. 

He opened the window and flew through it towards the center of Tokyo, not even a minute later, a file was displayed on his glasses and headed to the coordinates of the Midoriya household.

A reconnaissance mission wouldn’t be the death of him, right?

Hisashi was in a deep slumber when Yoichi saw several Quirks activate with no apparent reason, making Hisahshi groan and get out of bed.

“Mutant Raptor Quirk with Telekinesis.” Hisashi muttered as he threw some clothes on himself. “You’d think that the HPSC would wait for at least a week before sending their assassin.”

He covered the flight of stairs to get to the ground floor and activated some Quirks before opening the door. “Augmented Muscles, Shock Absorption, Shock Reduction, Air Cannon,  Two Kinetic Enhancers, Auto Tracking.” Hisashi pointed his index finger at the corner of an apartment building and a moment later an air shockwave was released and obliterated its target. “If you came to kill me, do it already. I cannot wait to leave your unconscious body at the doorstep of the HPSC Headquarters.”

A flash of red came from on top of the building but Hisashi did not react despite the obvious threat. Not even a moment later a young adult was standing in front of them. “Destruction of private property is a bad thing sir, what would you tell to the owner of that building?”

“That is going to be something I will have to solve myself, now I am rather curious why there are 21… no, 27 feathers of yours in the proximity of my house and on my property?” The kid kept his smile but his eyes gave him away. “Let me guess, first time killing and you weren’t given any information?”

“Why would you think I would have any intentions of doing such thing, sir?” The boy’s feathers returned to the boy without a hint of subtility.

“Because your predecessor was sent to kill All for One and failed miserably.” Hisashi yawned before another set of Quirks activated and he pulled a pair of handcuffs, caught the boy’s hands in them, then crossed his own arms. All in a fraction of a second. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t arrest you on the spot for trespassing.”

“I don’t think you have the jurisdiction to do this… sir...” The boy’s smile dropped as Hisashi pulled out a plastic card from his Pocket Dimension Quirk and showed it to him. “Is that an American Hero License?”

“My American Hero License.” Hisashi stated with a shit-eating grin. “This bad boy grants me the same jurisdiction like you no matter the country, kiddo.”

The boy laughed awkwardly. “Any chance of getting away with a warning?”

Hisashi stared the boy into his eyes for a whole five seconds before shrugging. “Okay.” He took the handcuffs off the boy and threw them back in His Pocket Dimension Quirk. “But I do have something to bring back to your Boss before you leave.” He pulled out a USB Stick and a Quirk activated briefly before he handed it to the kid. “This information would be of interest for her and you.”

And so, Hisashi enters the house and heads back to his room, once the quirks that were activated the first time were off, he groaned and collapsed onto his bed.

‘Hisashi, since when the fuck do you have a Hero License?’

“America, I felt particularly violent one morning and the TV was about the Exam that was to come the following week. I signed up for shits and giggles and now I am allowed to pull this kind of stuff on the regular.”

If Yoichi would have had a body, he would have smacked his older brother. ‘Anything else you want to say about your heroic endeavors?’

“You know the Headquarters of the Jade Dragon? That technically poses as a Hero Agency. My Hero Name is ‘Hoarder’.”

Yoichi wanted to strangle his brother as he felt a smirk perk upon his face. ‘What did you give that kid? A trojan horse?’

“You could call it that.” Hisashi started humming a song long forgotten by the world and Yoichi’s jaw fell when his brother started singing the lyrics. “Never gonna give you up; Never gonna let you down; Never gonna run around and desert you~”

Yoichi really wanted to kill his brother right now.

Hawks was waiting with the President in her office, waiting for whatever information is hidden into the video to be decrypted.

Finally, the one responsible for the process entered the room but she looked completely defeated.

“So did you find anything?” The President asked before the poor woman could even close the door.

“There’s nothing on the recording, we literally tried everything and we came up with nothing but... ”

“But what?” The President asked, it was clear that was close to losing her temper, something that Hawks can’t actually remember happening before.

The woman gulped. “‘Never Gonna Give You Up’ by Rick Astley is a song released in 1987 but at the beginning of the 21st century was used by people as a ‘Red Herring’. Hisashi Midoriya likely wanted a means of retaliation so he sent this to make us waste time and resources. I think that the correct term for what happened is that we got ‘Rick Rolled’.” The woman concluded and Hawks felt like an idiot.

Hawks made a mental note to check early 21st century references so he won’t fall for this stuff ever again.

Chapter Text

It had been a week since the Entrance Exam and every single of Izuku’s friends seemed to have gotten a letter with what seemed to be a disk inside them. Of course, Izuku figured out that the said disks are holographic displays and told everyone to meet at his house the next day and open them one after another.

The day passed quickly and around 11 am people started appearing. Himiko was the first because Oboro Warped her straight inside, then Kacchan, and a bit later Itsuka and ShiTetsu.

 After everyone exchanged pleasantries, they agreed that Himiko was the first to open her letter since she was the first to arrive. “Hello, I am the Digger Hero: PowerLoader but you already know this.” The hero with the odd helmet let out a snort. “As expected of Tenko's little student, you have passed with flying colors, Wellcome to UA's Support Course.” The rest congratulated Toga and Izuku gave her a thumbs-up as she hugged him out of the blue. “I would also want to apologize again for the explosion incident during the Practical Exam. I still don't know the examinee next to you had the support item loaded, we don't pull them out of storage for usage either.” PowerLoader grimaced before the hologram stopped and Toga did the same.

“What happened during your Practical Exam?” Itsuka asked and Toga grimaced again.

“At the Practical, we were given each a support item and we had to analyze it over half an hour. When the time ran out we had to write down the flaws of the support item and ways to improve it.

The thing is that the Items would be Quite dangerous to be left loaded so they weren't but somehow, the girl next to me had hers charged up and it exploded, filling the classroom with smoke and I was filled with soot.”

The holographic display turned on on its own, “Oh and a little heads up for your friends, All Might is doing the recordings for the Hero Course.” Then it turned off again.

Everyone stood silent as Dad let out a long-suffering sigh from the corner of the room. “And I was so excited to see everyone's results.” He shook his head. “Well, I had some work to do anyway, message me with the results.” And so, he left the living room and headed to the study room/office.

Once the door was heard closing, they braced themselves for whatever stupidity they would see and Kacchan pressed the play button on his disk. “I AM HERE! As a hologram.” Everyone in the room groaned.

“Get to the fucking point, moron.” Kacchan cursed the man as he let out an explosion from his palm, followed by electricity bouncing in it.

“... I should get to the point.” All Might grimaced as he turned back into Yagi. “I know you wouldn't want some congratulations from All Might so I am here.” Yagi shrugged as he pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket. “Katsuki Bakugo, you have gathered 83 Villain Points but that is not everything it was accounted for at the Exam, every time you have helped or saved someone, Hero Points were given depending on the action. Long story short, you have gathered 52 Hero Points, resulting in a total of 135 points in total, breaking the record which was held by The Flame Hero: Endeavor which had gathered 128 Points when he had taken the test. Welcome to your Hero Academia.” The hologram turned off and everyone cheered for the feat Kacchan achieved.

Izuku would admit he was a bit jealous. If he would have taken the normal Exam, he would have used Stockpile, Radio Waves, and Air Cannon to EMP bomb the entire zone, gaining him all the Villain Points possible.

Eh, you cannot mourn what you never had.

Yoichi could just feel Hisashi had that glint in his eyes while searching through the internet.

'Hisashi, what are you planning?' 

“I've been thinking-” 'Already a bad sign.' “-and I've decided to also try Izuku's plan of destabilizing the Hero System from the inside.” He pressed on a link and was sent to a page of a night Show. “New Hero is a late-night show presenting new Heroes appearing on the market, many times those Heroes are also invited to discuss what they want to achieve at the Job.”

Yoichi remembered about the damned Hero License. 'Hisashi. No!'

“Hisashi. Yes!” His brother cackled as he took the Email address from the website and started writing towards them.

If they find out that the owner of the Jade Dragon Pharmaceuticals has a Hero License, they will ask him to come to the show. The news about the 'Saint' who came from America to help the people of Japan will spread like wildfire, boosting both his company and his reputation as a new Hero.

And everything that Yoichi can do is to cry inside as the Email was sent. And all that Yoichi can do is cry inside as Hisashi presses send on the Email. “Now, let’s see how I can make my Hero Agency.” Hisashi started typing again and Yoichi felt his soul leave him.

=One Month Later, Ceremony Day=

Izuku was walking through the Gates of UA with his friends.

“I can’t believe they put the Entrance Ceremony on a Sunday.” Himiko commented while leaning heavily on Izuku.

“From what Tenko told me, they give a small tour of the entire property after that and the Guidance Sessions.” Izuku commented as they opened the door of the school. “I guess this is where we split up. Shitetsu, Itsuka, and I are in 1-B while Kacchan is stuck alone in 1-A.”

“Any idea who our homeroom teachers are, nerd?” Kacchan asked as they closed in on the layout map of the building to orient themselves.

“Midnight teaches the First Year of Management, Ectoplasm should be the one in charge of Support, Vlad King should be teaching at our class, and there's a 50% chance you have Eraser Head or Present Mic as your Homeroom teacher.”

“If he tries to pull a logical ruse, I'll pull one in him.” Kacchan threatened vaguely and made everyone smile.

Izuku had told everyone of the very illegal Quirk apprehension test and they prepared ways to mess it up if they would end up in his class, Kacchan being the front runner.

“Well, good luck everyone.” Izuku concluded before everyone headed towards their classes.

Sekijiro had no clue how his class would be this year, this would be mostly due to Midoriya.

If the boy is just a normal teenager with an overpowered Quirk, he could deal with that. But if Midoriya is going to act like the Devil, Sekijiro might as well start writing his will because he isn't going to survive the following three years.

“WHAT THE FU-” A shout oddly similar to Midoriya's voice was heard and Sekijiro sighed before opening the door.

Inside, he saw Midoriya having the fingers of his left hand transformed into some black and red tentacles which were used to hold another student by their dress shirt's collar. If he remembers correctly, the blonde boy was called Monoma.

“Midoriya, explain yourself this instant!” Sekijiro shouted and by how Midoriya snapped his neck toward him, the boy was very alert.

“He tried doing… something to me, to my Quirk .” Midoriya was agitated and Sekijiro remembered what he read on Monoma's medical file, Copy .

“I'm sorry, okay? My Quirk allows me to Copy other Quirks, you're the first who reacted to it.” Monoma yelped out his apology before Sekijiro had time to say anything and Midoriya switched his focus back to him.

“You can copy Quirks?” Midoriya squinted and his eyes started to glow before growing wide. “Oh, you're not lying.” He let Monoma back on his feet and moved closer but not within arm's length. “It requires touch… It has a time limit and a storage limit. To think I'd meet two people that copy Quirks within a year,”

Midoriya started muttering something under his breath but Sekijiro was having none of it. “Midoriya. Monoma. In front of the classroom. Now.” He demanded and the two boys obliged. Sekijiro stood behind his desk and looked at the two boys, both seemed to realize what they had done. “Monoma, despite your Quirk not being harmful to the majority, you have to oblige to the rules of the school. No Quirk usage unless is approved by a teacher or anyone with an equal or higher level of Jurisdiction. Midoriya, despite you being the one affected in this scenario, next time go to a teacher instead of applying your own justice.” Sekijiro concluded and the two students apologized. After that whole debacle was over, he addressed the whole class. “I apologize for that disturbance. I am Kan Sekijiro, also known as the Blood Hero: Vlad King, and I am going to be your Homeroom Teacher for the following three years of your education. Before we are going to the Entrance Ceremony, I will call everyone in alphabetical order and you are going to say something about yourselves.” Sekijiro started doing exactly that while being thankful Midoriya is someone to reason with.

Perhaps he won't need that Will after all.

Himiko felt a bit intimidated by the classroom's door but opened it anyway, it was surprisingly light considering how big it-

“Hatsume, you shouldn't be messing around with-” Something that seemed to be a support item started running and exploded not even a second later but it didn't stop functioning, instead, it started flying across the room while smoke and what seemed to be a small fire came out of it. “Oh God, oh FUCK!” The classmate who was talking crouched just in time to avoid being stuck in the head by the machine.

-Himiko having her thoughts interrupted and seeing the chaos that was gradually increasing in front of her eyes, used her brain and closed back the door. After that, she headed to the end of the hallway opposite where the Teacher Lounge should be and hid behind the corner.

Himiko doesn't want to deal with that mess and whoever her Homeroom teacher is, they should be more preoccupied with fixing it to realize she entered the classroom after them.

Ochako hurried towards the classroom, worried that she might be late. When she opened the door of the classroom, she was met with the boy who saved her and the one who put a bunch of questions in the auditorium and they were having an argument.

“So you tell me you used an outside source to learn about the Entrance Exam?”

“Yes, you fucking moron, I ain’t repeating myself anymore.”

“But that’s cheating.”

“Do I look like a fucking care?” The boy who saved her let out an explosion from his palm. “If they didn’t want the information to go out about the Hero Points, then they should have had everyone sign a written agreement to keep their mouths fucking shut.”

“You two are too noisy.” A voice from behind Ochako interrupted the argument and made her turn. “It was required of me to step in to shut you up, a Hero must be better educated-”

“Oh, you shut up you Hobo-Caterpillar.” The boy cursed out the man and released another explosion to shut up the Question Boy from commenting. “If you have time insulting us for not being good enough, you have fucking time to teach us how to be.”

The man got out of his yellow sleeping bag and glared at the boy. “There’s a set of gym clothes inside of everyone’s desk, pick yours and head to the lockers, then to the Testing Grounds.”

“Aren’t you going to explain where the Testing Grounds are?” The boy growled and Ochako moved from between the two. 

These two are one step from jumping at each other’s throats and she isn’t going to be caught in the middle.

Shota already feels like he is going to have a bad year.

Despite everyone working hard during the Quirk Apprehension Test, there was an outlier. And to no one’s surprise, it was Katsuki Bakugo. There were no explosions, incredible strength, or that steam coming out of him. He wasn’t using his Quirk/s.

As Bakugo was readying himself to throw the ball, Shota activated his Quirk and felt nothing . “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Taking your stupid test, asshole.” Bakugo retorted and Shota saw the forming smirk on his face before turning to throw the ball. When the ball was thrown and landed ad the seventy-meter mark, Shota has had enough. He threw his capture scarf at Bakugo but the boy dodged, grabbed it, and pulled. “Oh, so this is how UA teachers operate!” Bakugo was shouting at this point. “Attacking a student that was taking a test, how fucking thoughtful of you.” Shota felt how he was dragged away by the surprisingly strong boy but he did not cut the capture scarf as he would usually do, this isn’t real combat.

“Katsuki Bakugo, you came to UA intending to cause a disturbance. Go to the principal’s office, you are expelled.” Bakugo let go of the capture scarf and grinned broadly.

“My pleasure.” He raised his hands to signify no harm. “I was quite curious about  the legality of testing us before school even begun and threatening us with expulsion.” Bakugo somehow grinned even broadly before starting to walk away and Aizawa realized he fell into his trap. “And if he is alright with it, then the Teaching Association of Japan definitely would have a word with you and the Rat God.” He laughed as he passed through the rest of the students and passed the corner.

Not even ten seconds later, his phone started vibrating despite putting it on silent.

/=/=/=/

[Rat]:

What did I tell you this morning? Ah, yes.

“Don’t do the Quirk Apprehension Test this year”.

Guess who am I going to fire before the Bakugo family decides to send a lawsuit towards UA?

They might not own a quarter of America’s healthcare like the Midoriyas but they are still respected throughout Japan.

Ant to not forget the close ties with the NO.4 Hero: Best Jeanist.

/=/=/=/

Shota gulped as he realized he also attacked a Quirkless person, which was taboo in Japan because of the laws heavily defending them because of the oppression.

FUCK

Nedzu saw the trap from a mile away and 5 different camera angles. How did Aizawa miss it is beyond his understanding. The fact doesn’t matter anymore because Bakugo is standing in front of him, inside his office.

“Katsuki Bakugo-”

“Oh, one moment please.” The boy said with faux friendliness as he opened his phone and left it on the desk, the recording app visible.

“Put the phone away and I will jump to the point.” Bakugo took back his phone and placed it back in his pocket. Nedzu wonders if these types of moments are the ones inducing long-suffering sighs in humans. “We both know that the fact I allowed Aizawa to expel students anytime he wants is extremely shady, but his experimental way to motivate the students gives astounding results.”

“Buuut.” Bakugo encouraged Nedzu to continue and Nedzu remembered a very annoying politician.

“But everyone who wasn’t accepted back in UA after the Logical Ruse can formulate a lawsuit towards Him, UA, or Both, and win because it is indeed an unacceptable way to treat another human being.”

“So why did you not stop it beforehand?”

Nedzu looked Bakugo in the eye. The answer was simple, he didn’t care.

Nedzu couldn’t care less about humans and how they treat each other if it means he keeps the little world he has created for himself. He will keep UA running until he gets bored of it and moves on. Considering that the All For Ones decided to come and mess up his plans, the easiest way to deal with it is to join them but there are still things to do, interesting people to meet, things to experience. He cannot do them ever again if he decides the next day to go against the Heroes.

“What can I do so I can still keep Erasure in my teaching staff?”

“So Uncle was right, you care about the Quirk.”

Nedzu shrugged, not something that he does naturally but it helps keep the flow of discussion. “Despite being a social animal, you humans made sure to remove them.” He pointed at the scar over his eye. “Now please answer my question.”

“You remove the asshole's right to expel students on a whim and I get a megaphone.” Bakugo explained and Nedzu already had a good idea why he would need a megaphone.

Nedzu let Aizawa harass students for seven years, it would be rather entertaining to see the man be harassed back.

Izuku will admit it, UA was quite good.

The Entrance Ceremony was short, the Rat knowing no one cares about it, then they went to the Guidance Sessions where quite helpful and he signed up for extra classes in Support and Management, after he is going to be finished with Heroics, these are going to come in handy.

And now, it seems that Vlad King is ready to use that Freestyle teaching that UA allows.

“Kan-Sensei, where are we going?” Togake floated her hand in the air.

“UA allows us to go off the script because of the freestyle teaching. This gives me a reason to get one of the busses the school owns and give you a little tour of the campus.” Kan explained Izuku could see how everyone started to get excited.

“Where are we going?” “Are we going to the fake city from the Entrance Exam?” And many other questions came from the class.

Izuku observed how everyone started chatting and sharing stories from their experience during the Exam and he picked up what his new teacher was doing. 

“This is just a reason to have the students acquainted with each other.” Izuku stated and saw a smile growing on Kan's face. 

“Sharing stories from their Exam helps create friendships between students and helps spot if there are conflicts from it. There are plenty of people each year salty about stealing each other's points, this is the easiest way to solve it before it becomes a problem.”

“Is every teacher doing this?” 

“Kind of? Ectoplasm drags PowerLoader from his workshop along with some support items and lets the first-year students mess with them on Ground Beta. If everyone is calm we might meet with them and allow all of you to use your Quirks for a bit.” Kan finished his explanation and the class turned quiet. When they turned, they saw the rest of class back in pairs of two, and looking so innocent Izuku thought Halos would pop up over their heads.

This year is going to be interesting even without planning to collapse the Hero Society.

Himiko was a bit miffed about her first day at UA. 

Himiko managed to escape the Guidance Session Himiko also signed up for some Management Classes, it might help her later on. She escaped the carnage created by the malfunctioning Support Item from the morning but no one was allowed to leave Ectoplasm’s gaze because he didn’t trust we wouldn’t cause another mess.

In short, she was stuck with a bunch of people she didn’t know for the entire Entrance Ceremony. After that, they went to the Guidance Sessions and Himiko signed up for come classes in Management, Hisashi-san said they would come in handy in the future.

“All right, little rascals, gather ‘round.” Ectoplasm urged and everyone complied. “I know you aren’t the Hero Course but discipline is the bare minimum. I am not going to ask ‘who did it?’ and other stuff because it is not important. What I am going to ask you is to behave yourselves, can you do that?”

A chorus of “Yes, Sensei.” was heard from the students.

“Good, because we are going on a little tour around the campus and I don’t want to be searching after you through 10 workshops and 6 fake cities.” Ectoplasm said with a hint of amusement in his tone and right after, a bus pulled behind him. “Everyone get a partner and get up, we don’t have time to waste.”

Every student started moving sporadically, getting a partner in mere moments and leaving Himiko alone for some reason-

“Hello there,” A girl with pink hair and covered in soot approached Himiko and she realized it was the same girl from the Entrance Exam. “I am Mei Hatsume, the future owner of Hatsume Industries.”

-Himiko immediately remembered the name from the morning and realized that this ‘Hatsume’ had caused an explosion every time she saw her.

“Anyone else that doesn’t have a partner for some reason?” Himiko asked desperately.

“We saw you abandon the ship this morning.” Was heard from the crowd and Himiko silently accepted her fate as the judging gazes of her new classmates fell on her.

This tour better be worth the risk.

Izuku got out of the bus and stepped inside the fake city, Ground Beta.

“Okay everyone, don't adventure between the streets and try to stay where I can see you.” Kan-Sensei warned and many started unleashing their Quirks like agreed on the bus.

Izuku looked around the city, not knowing if he should do anything in general. After seven months of training every other day, he had learned enough discipline to not release his Quirks just because.

He looked around at his new classmates. Itsuka, Kuroio, Shishida, Tsunotori, and Togake seem to be preparing for some improvised race. ShiTetsu was talking to Kamakiri, trying to imitate his blades. Awse and Kaibara were in the distance, preparing some kind of prank considering the glances thrown at their classmates. And the rest were either chatting or exploring the area they were in.

Izuku decided to be part of the last category and started pacing in the middle of the street until the sun was covered by something. He looked up and saw that the source of shade was a building, far taller than the rest.

He smiled as he brought the Quirks that originated from OFA to the surface.

'What do you want, brat?' Banjo muttered groggily. He probably was asleep, something the Vestiges figured out they can do despite not needing it.

“What do you guys think about climbing this building?” 

'A way to stretch my legs?' Banjo asked this time more alert. 'Sign me the hell in.'

Izuku activated Black Whip and the black energy started cascading between the fingers of his closed fists, seeming to move more lively than usual. He activated Smoke Screen, Danger Sense, and Fa Jin, and all of them gave Izuku the sensation that they desire to be used.

He launched the inky tendrils at the building and started climbing it obliquely as the owner of the Quirk once did. Soon he felt the sensation he felt many times before, something like an invisible hand guiding him where to launch the next tendril.

Danger Sense was also telling Izuku where to not use the Quirk and where to not step but this time he also sensed every nook and cranny of the building, knowing as if he made it as it is. 

Fa Jin felt even more rewarding as he took step after step, gradually filling it up with kinetic energy.

Smoke Screen was leaving a trail behind Izuku, despite the Quirk not being actively helping to get up, it seemed satisfied being along for the ride.

Izuku was about to reach the corner of the building, normally, he would anchor himself with Black Whip and turn the other direction to climb the rest.

This time he didn't.

Instead, he launched a tendril straight at the edge of the rooftop and pushed himself away from the building with Fa Jin. Izuku looked down at the fake city, one of the walls which contained it was visible and he could barely make out the dots that were his classmates. Danger Sense was screaming at him because of the danger of falling to his death but Izuku wasn't afraid, he pulled on the tendril of Black Whip he anchored on the top of the building anded on the top of the building, using a grappling hook to launch himself at the level of the rooftop and over it.

At the newfound height, Izuku was able to see everything over the span of kilometers, the other testing grounds were next to another, and closer to the road it was the school. He thought of Activating flight and remaining there for a bit but the air was thinner and he doubts Kan-Sensei can actually see him in the sky.

As he fell back to the ground, Izuku activated Spear-like Bones, Augmented Muscles, Shock Absorption, Shock Reduction, and Stockpile at 19%. When Danger Sense was still screaming about dying, he remembered terminal velocity was a thing and activated Slow Fall. Around two minutes later, he was finally at a ‘safe’ altitude and turned off everything except Shock Absorption and Stockpile, creating a webbed crater where he landed.

“Midoriya, what the hell is wrong with you?!” Kan-Sensei shouted as he paced toward Izuku.

“Many things, do you want me to make a list?” Izuku tried to deflect from the fact he flung himself at almost 500 meters in the air.

“I don’t need it because no normal person would think to climb a freaking building,” He gestured to the building Izuku climb with extremely high skill. “Blow up a hole in it,” Would you look at that, Fa Jin left a number on those windows. “And attempt their own moon landing program .”

And with that, Izuku burst into laughter, making his new Homeroom teacher look like an enraged bull that was letting out steam through his nostrils.

“Enter the bus. Now! You’re not going to leave until we get back to the main building.” Kan ordered and Izuku gave a thumbs-up as he did so.

Once Izuku was seated inside, one of the vestiges spoke.

‘Worth it.’ En said and everyone agreed with another chorus of laughter.

Chapter Text

Shota was standing between Bakugo and Nedzu.

Yesterday, Nedzu decided that his teaching methods are no longer acceptable so Shota is on thin ice. He was tempted to just quit right after but he knows well enough that The Rat isn’t merciful enough to let him go. Or at least not unaffected on a financial level.

“So, Aizawa, what are we going to do when entering the classroom?” Nedzu said in a faux-friendly tone.

Shota didn't dignify with an answer and he just opened the door and entered. The class was silent and everyone's eyes were on him. 

“Good Morning, 1-A. Am I a dog? A mouse? A bear? It doesn't matter because I'm the principal.” Nedzu greeted before jumping from the floor straight onto the Teacher's desk. “Yesterday, Katsuki Bakugo has been sent to my office because he didn't comply with Aizawa's examination. After some deliberation, I concluded Sensei's in the right and that the Quirk Apprehension Test was passing the boundaries of what a teacher should be allowed to do.” Some whispers started between the students but Nedzu ignored them. “UA is a place of learning and development for the next generation, if you consider that you are hindered in these two categories, please contact UA's lifestyle guidance counselor, Ryo Inui.” Nedzu looked at the clock on the wall. “I won't steal any of your time, thank you for giving me a moment of your time.” and so, Nedzu jumped off the desk and left the classroom.

Bakugo went back to his seat and the students started raising their hands, most likely wanting to know who Ryo Inui is because Shota didn't go with them at yesterday's guidance lesson.

This school year isn't going to end well for Shota.

Himiko scanned the cafeteria for a free table when she saw one of her classmates standing alone.

“HI, can I sit here?” Himiko asked and the other girl jumped from hearing her voice.

“I-I… y-yeah, go a-ahead.” she stuttered and Himiko sat opposite of her. 

“I'm Himiko Toga.”

“O-Oh, I'm Osoreya Takeyama, nice to meet you.” Takeyama greeted and Himiko smiled at her, somewhat calming her nerves.

“So where are you from? You don't seem to be from around here.”

Takeyama lowered her head and Himiko could swear the girl had turned smaller. “Is it really that obvious?” Himiko nodded and Takeyama shrunk even more. “I lived my whole life in a small village that no one ever heard of. Few people, less sound, smaller places, less sound.” She stopped herself, probably realizing she talked about the sound twice.

“I kinda understand you.” Himiko admitted and Takeyama looked up at her with a glint in her eyes. “I've always had feline mutations but 7 months ago, they… evolved into a full Mutant Quirk. My eyes changed into the ones of a cat,” Himiko focused her vision on Takeyama and felt how her pupils contracted into slits. “I am more flexible than average, and my hearing got enhanced as well.” Takeyama grew back to how she was before, and possibly even bigger if Himiko estimated right. “I might have not been living my life outside the city but it was hard to adapt to go from normal hearing to everything becoming 20 times louder.” After her explanation, Himiko remained silent in hopes that it would help Takeyama feel comfortable.

Himiko also saw Izuku in the distance with his own Feline, probably listening to the conversation she just had.

Izuku gave her a smile and a thumbs-up before heading to his own classmates. 

(Battle Training; 1-B)

The bell rang signaling that the 7th class was about to start so Izuku went and sat at his desk.

The classes were relatively normal, the teachers were all Heroes and the material they were teaching was easy for Izuku because his dad tutored him again to ensure he is already capable of graduating High school.

The door of the classroom opened and Kan-Sensei entered. “Good afternoon class, today we are going to have our first Heroics Practical Lessons.” He pressed a remote in his hand and the wall opposite to the door opened, revealing a secret locker with several briefcases present. “Each briefcase contains a Hero costume, the number on them correlates to the one on your desk. Try to not murder each other to see who gets theirs first, then come where the bus picked us up yesterday, we are going to Ground Beta again.” And so, Kan left the classroom and everyone swarmed the lockers as the man predicted. 

Thankfully, Izuku already saw his briefcase and used Psychokinesis to grab it and fly it his way, after that, he left the classroom and used Warp Gate to teleport himself Into the lockers.

He placed the briefcase onto one of the benches present and a satisfying hiss came after Izuku inserted the code present on his School ID into the electronic lock.

Inside he saw the costume he had Tenko make for him instead of the Support Item Company UA works with.

At first glance, one would think that what was inside the briefcase was a simple tuxedo suit but they couldn't be more wrong.

Izuku inspected the material of the jacket.

Just like every other piece of fabric present, they were made out of Izuku's hair, who at the te of the collection, had Fire Resistance, Blast Resistance, and Shock Reduction Active, all of the Mutant Quirks so they won't lose their effect even after he Deactivated them. There was also the fact they were reinforced similarly to how Eraser's Capture Scarf was, so the costume was not only reducing damage from fire, explosions, and blunt attacks but was also stab resistant.

Izuku started to change and after he was done, he looked in the mirror.

He was wearing a special pair of shoes made out of Titanium-Gold, an extremely expensive material to make and/or procure. Or at least it would have been if Izuku didn't secretly copy Yaoyorozu's Creation during the business dinner between their families. “That girl has the power of God at her fingertips and she still has confidence issues.” He mused before continuing to inspect himself.

The costume was on the heavy side but it was expected considering how many metal fibers and metal plates are hidden in it.

Speaking of plates, Izuku looked at his torso, the unbuttoned jacket letting visible the dress shirt and the vest he was wearing. The said vest was reinforced to be a bullet vest. Guns might not be used so much anymore but there are quite many Quirks that imitate them or create equally fast projectiles.

And lastly, his gas mask. Izuku had quite a few designs for the object but only three of them cut. The first one was shamelessly stolen by Kacchan to use it for his Hero costume, the second was inspired by Dad's old respirator but it ended up reminding Izuku of his dad's scarred face, and the last one was the one he was wearing.

Izuku would be lying if he said he wasn’t a fan of the old Star Wars movies Dad had stored with the rest. The design of this gas mask is almost a perfect copy of the respirator Darth Vader had in his helmet.

Izuku took a deep breath, the air coming in through holes hidden on the lower side, then exhaled, the air coming out through the triangular-shaped grid in front of the mask, blowing the dust off it from being stored for 4 months. He might not be able to see his smile right now because of it but his eyes still show that he is satisfied with the results.

Itsuka felt a bit uncomfortable in her Hero costume.

It was exactly how she requested but she didn't realize how… useless it was. There was no protection against anything. Someone could stab her and she wouldn't realize it before the culprit would start twisting the blade in her wound.

Itsuka looked at Izuku, his costume might not look more than a normal (and by that she means extremely fancy) Tuxedo but the notebook he had filled with blueprints would say otherwise. Only his metallic pair of shoes must weigh 10 kg, let alone the rest of the costume.

The bus stopped and Kan-Sensei gestured us to get out. Outside they were met with Hound Dog. “Afternoon, 1-B, I hope you are ready for your first day.” The man barked his greeting while everyone tried to order themselves.

Kan-Sensei pulled out a remote and pressed a button on it, soon after the two-pointer robots from the Exam appeared on the street. “Most of you know these robots from the Exam, they are not hard to destroy but are quite fast.” He pressed the remote again and they parked themselves on the side of the street, facing its middle. “The average criminal would be roughly the same strength as them but with a functioning brain-”

“Are you sure about that.” Izuku said in a sarcastic tone, making Awase and Kaibara snicker to the side.

“ Moving on. ” Kan-Sensei glared at the three. “There is also the problem that the average citizen won’t have their Quirk active to grant the resistances they get from it.” He pressed on the remote once more and ballistic gel dummies appeared, dragged by some small robots. “There’s a dummy for each one of you, try using your Quirk on them and try getting a grasp on how someone unprepared can be hurt by it. Better safe than sorry.”

“Everyone moves in front of a robot.” Hound Dog urged. “Is obvious by now but the baseline power to destroy your robot is the one required to subdue a criminal, after that you will move in front of a dummy and use the same level of strength.”

“So hit dummy A to see how you are supposed to hit a criminal, then hit dummy B to see how dead a civilian would be from it.” Izuku summarized before heading first out of the group. “I will admit, you guys put some thought into this exercise. This way you can teach discipline by showing the repercussions of failure.” Once he got in front of the first robot, he raised his hand and a gust of wind came out of his palm, pushing the robot back for 2 meters while smoke started coming out of it for some reason. “Nothing more than a tin can with wires running through it.” He mused before turning to the ballistic gel dummy. When Izuku was in arm’s reach to the dummy, he swung his hand with such a speed it was only a blur. The dummy got decapitated by the attack and the head flew straight into Hound Dog’s arms. “I already know how much power I need to kill someone.” He commented darkly before moving back into the group. Some students were disturbed by the performance.

Itsuka sighed, knowing very well that Izuku could have evaporated both targets if he felt like it. After that, she decided that if no one ventures for the next robot, she might as well be.

Itsuka looked bored at the two heads of the robot before jumping at immense speeds due to Augmented Muscles. Once she was just in front of them, she grabbed both heads and smashed them together, rendering the robot blind and turning itself off. When she was in front of the ballistic gel dummy, Itsuka just punched it square in the chest, leaving a hole the size of her fist.

The rest seemed to be still disturbed but this time wasn’t directed at anyone, probably because they finally realized they can easily kill someone.

(Battle Training; 1-A)

Katsuki is so fucking close to killing the moron after hearing about his exercise. Indoor combat when almost no student has fighting experience? He is tempted to blow up the fucking building just to prove a point… wait. 

Katsuki grinned madly as he was chosen to be on the Villain team. “Mini-Ingenium, help me scan the building while we get to the bomb.” He ordered, not connected to his plan but as a fallback.

“Understood, are we looking for something in particular?” Iida asked while moving like a literal robot.

“A small room, preferably to the side so it will be easy to cover up with boxes and other shit.”

“Language.” Iida scolded and Katsuki groaned. 

“Boxes and other crap .” Katsuki corrected himself when he saw there was some space behind the flight of stairs. He looked at what was hiding behind and found the fuse box. “Well, this is convenient.”

Ochako was making a plan with Yoarashi when the power in the building turned off.

“What are they planning?” She asked, a bit puzzled.

“They cut off the power, if we cannot restore it, we will be forced to fight in the dark.” Yoarashi concluded, his gaze becoming determined. “Whirlwind allows me to feel stuff around me to some extent but if we cannot restore the power, you will be at a great disadvantage.”

“Well, the bomb should be on the top floor, the one where there are many windows, right?” Yoarashi stood silent at Ochako's question.

“BEGIN!” All Might announced and they started doing as they agreed.

Ochako removed their gravity and Yoarashi flew them to the roof before her motion sickness could kick in. After that, they took the stairs and descended to the 5th floor.

“Ha! I knew they would pull something like this.” Yoarashi said as they entered the room where the bomb should have been. “They must have moved it to a safer location.”

“Then our plan is busted?” 

“Not really, they should expect us to come to the ground, we might get the drop on them.” Yoarashi explained and Ochako felt a bit relieved.

“Let's go!” She encouraged before heading into the dark hallway.

Tenya is a bit surprised that Bakugo's plan C worked after their predecessors. A, telling All Might that they detonate the bomb earlier. And B, smashing the bomb and ordering for an early detonation.

Hiding on the roof went in their favor, the Heroes rushed inside the building in hopes of getting them off guard and now Tenya can attack from behind.

“Big Bird and Kirby landed on the roof and are heading your way. Over.” He announced over the comms, wondering why Bakugo chose such odd code names.

Bakugo was heard suppressing a laugh. “Understood, Sonic,” A snort was heard over the comms and Tenya is 90% the other boy is making fun of him. “Kirby is likely to stay behind and check each room, use this to our advantage. 

“Understood. Over.” Tenya closes his comms and starts following the two.

Inas was searching every room with his Quirk for shapes different from average boxes, then Uraraka entered it to make a more thorough search. It wasn't a great plan considering that they have a time limit but is the best they can do blind.

“Recipro Burst!” Was heard shouting from behind them and the next second Inasa found himself kicked square in the chest and flown at the end of the hallway.

“Good job, glasses.” Bakugo voice was heard from his ri- “Point Blank-” 

“-Stun Grenade.” Katsuki said before releasing the blinding attack imitating a real Stun Grenade. Combined with the fact he stood ins complete darkness for the last five minutes, the results incapacitated Yoarashi in an instant.

“Inasa Yoarashi is out!” All Might announced over the speakers. 

“The big guy is dealt with, what's your status?”

“I require assistaaannce!” Iida shouted and Katsuki's instincts told him to duck. As expected, something hit the wall that Katsuki was standing in front of.

The reason Iida's scream was getting so close so fast was because he swung his way. “Where's the bomb?!” Uraraka demanded from the darkness of the hallway and contemplated what he should do.

“Why the hell would I tell you?” Katsuki asked mockingly. He doesn't know how far she is from him and if he repeats Stun Grenade from too far, she might realize how Yoarashi got caught and run away.

Katsuki heard running coming his way. There is no way to get past him so why- oh. The moment Katsuki heard Uraraka jump, he activated Stun Grenade again, catching the girl off guard and blinding her despite having her eyes closed.

“Using your Quirk to bait me to attack while floating over our heads because of the stupidly tall ceiling. Smart but I thought of doing something similar first.” Katsuki explained as he put the Zip Tie on Uraraka's arm.

“Ochako Uraraka is out! The Villain Team Wins!” All Might explained over the speakers and the light came out despite the fuse box being empty. “Oh and Bakugo, could you put back the fuses? The auxiliary light system isn't meant to be used for long.”

“Only if you acknowledge that I was supposed to prematurely detonate the bomb, this exercise put the Villains in a suicide mission, we should have been allowed to blow ourselves sky high.” Katsuki shouted at the camera pointed at him.

“... Fine, your original plan was well thought out but it wouldn't have helped anyone learn from it.” All Might admitted and Katsuki decided to consider it a win.

Vlad King dismissed them and Izuku decided he wasn't going to wait for the bus to pick them up. He Activated Warp Gate and got to the lockers in the school the next moment. After that, he headed out for the school wing where the labs were.

/=/=/=/

[Izuku]

In which Workshop are you in?

/=/=/=/

In a few moments came the response.

/=/=/=/

[Himiko]

Workshop 1-D4.

/=/=/=/

Izuku headed towards it. if he remembers right from the tour he had months prior, it should be right around the corner-

-Danger Sense screamed like never before and Izuku reached for 40 random Quirks to kill whatever the fuck triggered the Quirk more than the ‘Good’ Doctor. ‘Shinomori, what the hell is going on now?’

‘What are you- FUCK!’ Shinomri cursed as he was also hit by the effect of the Quirk. ‘It didn’t act like this when I realized OFA was slowly killing me. Remove whatever you want from here and burn the place to the ground.’ He suggested and Izuku was reaching for Air Cannon and Stockpile.

Danger Sense considers the Nomu as an extension of the Doctor so what kind of deranged psychopath can almost double the lethality of a Nomu Army?

The door of Workshop 1-D3 blew off its hinges and when the pain got even greater, Izuku added a fire Quirk to make a flamethrower that would make Endeavor look like a candle. He used an Aerokinesis quirk to clean the workshop of smoke and let Danger Sense guide his arm. Once his view inside the room was clear, he realized he was aiming at a girl not much older than himself.

“Hatsume, what is wrong with you? You could have injured us both.” PowerLoader was also in the room, scolding the girl.

The girl let out a mad laugh that challenged the one the Doctor had when Izuku requested ‘The Awful One’ Project. “You cannot have progress without failure and some small explosions.”

Izuku looked at the Steel Workbench that seems to be blown in two from whatever the girl was doing and once in his life, he decided to listen to his self-preservation instincts and just leave before he gets his brains splattered on the floor.

He rushed inside Workshop 1-D4 and used LockDown enhanced by Stockpile to reinforce not only the door but the entire room. The fact that Danger Sense was still ringing in his ears only reinforced the idea of how dangerous ‘Hatsume’ is.

“Zuku, are you okay?” Himiko asked and Izuku turned towards her, some of his nerves disappearing despite being only one wall between D3 and D4.

“Passed by Workshop 1-D3, my Quirk told me I was about to die.”

“Mood.” A feminine voice was heard from the side and Izuku was met with a black - haired girl with purple eyes. The same Himiko was hanging out during lunch.

Once the girl realized she got his attention, Izuku could see how she literally shrunk. “Wow. A Shrinking Quirk, those are rare.” He tried to make conversation and miserably failed because he started with Quirks. “I-I mean, nice to meet you.” He stretched his hand for a handshake and the girl accepted it despite not many using the gesture in Japan. “I'm Izuku Midoriya.”

“Osoreya Takeyama.” Takeyama returned to her normal size. “So you and Toga-Chan's friend?”

“Yeah, I'm in class 1-B and we just finished our Hero Training.”

“Already?” Himiko asked before looking at the clock, showing it was 16:20. “I guess the last hour passed pretty fast.” She mused and Izuku nodded in agreement.

After a bit of chatting between the three, the door of the workshop opened again. “FUCK OFF YOU PINK-HAIRED BITCH!” Kacchan swore as he let an Armor Piercing Shot down the hallway. “I ALREADY SOLD MY SOUL TO THE DEVIL, I CAN’T RE-SELL IT FOR SUICIDE WEAPONS!” He swore before closing the door behind himself.

“Got in 1-D3 first?” Izuku questioned as he saw the steam from HUSU (Heat Up Strength Up) disappear from his friend.

“I asked PowerLoader for help with my Hero Costume and the Pink Bitch jumped me!” Katsuki explained and Izuku used LockDown again to lock and reinforce the room. “The only thing I was able to say is ‘Himiko Toga’ and he managed to tell me she was around the corner while the Pink Bitch was trying to shove me in what I could see from a mile away was the failed replica of the Iron Suit Mk.1.”

“What's the Iron Suit?” Takeyama asked in a stuttering voice, representing the 25% of people in the room that don't know two-century-old movie references. 

“Slam an Exoskeleton and Armor together and you have its bare bones.” Kacchan explained before introducing himself and Takeyama doing the same. “Anyway, I don't come here for shits and giggles. I need some modifications to my equipment, so you think you can handle it, cat eyes?” He asked and Himiko responded by sticking her tongue at him before they went to the workbench and started sketching the new equipment while Izuku and Takeyama watched closely and added some of their own ideas. 

Kacchan wanted his gloves to have plating on the back so he could exploit his immense strength to just punch through stuff, and he wanted his gauntlets to be smaller so they don't cover the back of his hand so don't hinder the finer movement required from time to time.

“Oh, and I want a handgun that has a magazine of tranquilizer darts.” Kacchan requested and everyone looked at him dumbfounded. “What? It's not like anyone has the common sense of wearing something protective these days.” He explained and Izuku had to give it to him.

Izuku scolded Itsuka and ShiTetsu for their costumes right before the bus came to pick them up.

“So you can make it or not?” Kacchan cut Izuku's thoughts. 

“I will try but don't expect anything soon.” Himiko explained and everyone left it at that.

Yoichi cringed through the entire opening ceremony of Hisashi's 'Hero Agency'. 

'I still can't believe they let you make one in the first place.' Yoichi commented, hours later from the said opening ceremony. 

“Well, it is rather difficult to stop me from doing anything when I own a quarter of the health care the Hero Program originated from.” Hisashi commented idly as he hacked into another Hero agency. One of a Hero called Sir Nighteye. “If they would have done anything, I would have called the HSPC President of America, that man is more than willing to throw hands with another country after I gave his daughter a second Quirk. The poor girl became deaf after she was caught in a Villain attack near a gas station. When it blew up, so did her eardrums. She went to seek shelter inside a building nearby but wouldn't you know it, the fight came to her.

I have offered free treatment at one of the best hospitals I'm associated with and when we found out that the damage done would need the intervention of someone like the Good Doctor, I shared my little secret and gave the girl a Quirk that allowed her to sense vibrations even in the air. Her violin concert was beautiful after she recovered her motor skills and got used to the Quirk.”

'Is there a problem that you didn't throw a Quirk at it and called it solved?' 

“It's not my fault that Quirks are Real-Life cheat codes.” Hisashi commented dryly and a window popped on his screen along with continuous beeping. “It seems we have our first guest.” Hisashi opened the window to full screen, Revealing it was the feed of the security cameras. “Female… roughly 175 in height…” Multiple Quirks turned on inside AFO. “Gigantification Quirk.” Hisashi smiled broadly before pulling out a notebook from thin air.

'Isn't that your son's notebook?' Yoichi asked while his brother paged through it at a specific Hero. Mount Lady.

“If he didn't want me snooping through his stuff, then he should have placed it somewhere I can't reach.” He deflected as he started reading the information on the Hero.

Yu was in a desperate position.

Anything that she tried to launch herself on the Hero business failed. Even her manager told her it was a lost cause before quitting.

At first, she wanted to team up with Kamui Woods, hearing that Death Arms already joined him. But last evening New Hero aired about this American Hero 'Hoarder' that is interested in hiring the young talents of Japan. It wouldn't hurt checking it out, right?

The receptionist was nice, directing her towards the elevator, and instructing her how to get to the man's office from there.

She took a deep breath before knocking on the door. “Come in.” A voice was heard from the room and she complied. “Ah, Yu Takeyama, I've been expecting you.”

She froze. “My name isn't available to the public.”

“It is not but my sources are rather thorough.” The Hoarder smiled and Yu felt a chill down her spine. “Please, take a seat,” He gestured towards a seat in front of his desk. “I believe we have quite a bit to discuss.”

‘Brother, stop creeping out the kid.’

‘Don’t worry, brother, she is a grown-up woman, she can make her decisions. Including running while she can. ’ Hisashi continued chatting with Takeyama. What brought her here? Is she is interested in joining? Payment and work hours. Everything that would make Yoichi lose his mind out of boredom if it wasn’t for the fact Hisashi was slowly getting to convince the girl to join the ‘Dragon Hoard’.

Yu looked at the contract she had been handed and everything was too good to be true. Where is this man getting the money to fund this stuff?

Looking around the room she realized that everything was quite expensive. She really should have done some more research on Hoarder before coming. The dude must be loaded and came to Japan to dominate the Hero Business.

After the 5th time re-reading the contract, Hoarder stretched his hand with a magnifying glass in it. “I know that the devil deals in details but sometimes things are just as they seem.”

“And you expect me to believe that?!” Yu snapped at Hoarder by accident and the man just laughed.

“You remember what I said about my sources? I know that you tried to start small, how you poured your soul into the auditions to become a sidekick and slowly make your way into becoming a True Hero.” Hoarder let down the blueprints of Yu’s first Hero costume, the one not designed with sex appeal in mind. “I know that people tried to exploit you and you sniffed them out and left flipping them off.”

“Just who are you, old man?” Another laugh came from Hoarder.

“You have your answer inside your question. I am an old man and I have seen quite a lot.” The man’s smile faded. “Someone close to me made up a plan to change the Hero Society from the inside and I decided to join in on it… without telling them.”

It was Yu’s time to laugh. “And that sure isn’t going to end badly on your end.” She commented dryly while Hoarder shrugged.

“That will be my problem and it will be in the future. Now, what do you think about our current predicament?” He gestured towards the contract with the damned magnifying glass.

She snatched the thing from his hand and after one more read, Yu finally signed it.

Hoarder took the contract and lifted it. “Yu Takeyama, welcome to the Dragon’s Hoard.” The contract turned into smoke in front of Yu’s eyes. “I will keep it in my pocket dimension Quirk. I don’t trust Vaults since an incident that left me sour.

Chapter Text

Yu took a deep breath before entering the building for the first day of work under someone else.

Hoarder seemed a-okay Boss and during the tour from the day before, he seemed a laid-back guy. The only problem is that he kept referring to her as a kid.

Hoarder seems to be around 40 years old so maybe he acts like this because he has more experience.

Yu knocked at the door of Hoarder’s office. “Come in.” The man responded.

When she opened the door, Yu saw that half of the office was filled with whiteboards, desks, and over a few hundred documents. “What the hell happened here?”

“I started working?” Hoarder looked at her, shrugged, then turned back at the whiteboard to continue looking at it while chewing the end of a black marker. “I decided to concentrate on backdoor deals and terrorist organizations. Trigger is having an uptake from what it seems.” He commented idly before gesturing for her to get closer.

After he educated her on Trigger, its effects, and how it fucks with a person’s health if not administered properly, he gestured her to look at three different whiteboards.

“I have concluded that the three most influential individuals on the Trigger Market are Stormbringers, Wolfram, and Shie Hassaikai Yakuza. Stormbringers is a small Terrorist organization that, as far as we know, has only three members, though a fourth one is rumored to have joined. Wolfram is the head of a Villain organization, they do not seem to have any goals outside of making money so they rarely do anything considered risky and that would give us a hint on their center of operations. Shie Hassaikai, Eight Precepts of Death in English, is a Yakuza organization. Due to their lack of influence in the areas they occupy, they are not considered a threat to the public.” Hoarder sighed. “No threat to public my ass.” He said under his breath and Yu let out a snort. “Okay, let’s choose one.” He looked at her.

“Choose one?”

“Yes? You think that the two of us can track several criminal organizations?”

Hoarder raised an eyebrow and Yu felt a bit embarrassed, the new desks must be for future employees. “Let’s go with Shie Hassaikai, we know their location, right?”

“Not quite.” Hoarder stretched a hand into the air and another whiteboard on wheels appeared from some smoke that manifested. “I said that I deduced they are the producers but I don’t have any solid proof yet .” He drew a point in the middle of the whiteboard, then several circles. “Let's say that this dot is their base. In the first circle, there are two more cites.” He drew two more dors where the cities would presumably be on a map. “There are four more cities in the second circle.” Four more dots were drawn. “And three more in the third.” After he drew the last three, Hoarder looked at Yu. “The closer you get to their base, the more ‘Triggered’ Villain cases pop up. Unfortunately, they are not dumb enough to sell it themselves, so smaller Villain organizations act as the middleman.”

“We can’t just arrest the sellers and make them chirp about their suppliers?”

“Oh, believe me, I would if I could but Heroes don’t have the jurisdiction to do interrogations and no one would let me do one after what I did to the last guy. Stories say that they are still mopping his remains off the walls.” He chuckled darkly but Yu didn’t let herself get intimidated by a stupid joke.

She cleared her throat and gained Hoarder’s attention. “So Stormbringers are too dangerous, Wolfram and his group are good at hiding, and Shie Hassaikai Yakuza are innocent as far as the police are concerned.” Hoarder nodded in agreement and Yu looked at the whiteboards with too much information for her to handle for now. “How about we go after Wolfram? They are acting all sneaky but they are keeping their Trigger deals up close, right? Maybe we can pressure them in making a risky move and catch them.”

“Good plan, kiddo.” Hoarder congratulated Yu, making her rather embarrassed. “Well, now that we have a who and where, how about you go and change in your ‘New’ Hero suit.” He gestured toward a desk, which is likely hers from now on, and there was a briefcase on it.

She went to it, opened the briefcase, and saw a familiar costume. The one she wanted to wear but would have never got attraction.

It was dark-purple and made to hide her more… voluptuous features . God, she didn’t realize how much she hated the other one until she finally saw something decent-looking.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Hoarder spoke, startling Yu a bit. “I showed you the lockers yesterday, go change.”

“O-Oh, sorry.” Yu put the costume back in the briefcase and headed for the door. “Thanks for the costume, Boss.” She said before closing the door with a click.

Katsuki was walking to school with Izuku and Himiko, nothing happening until they were basically assaulted by reporters.

“What’s it like learning from All Might?” “Tell us what the Symbol of Peace looks like in front of the class!” “Tell us about ‘All Might The Teacher’.”

“When All Might is- Wait. You’re the kid from the Sludge Incident!!” One of the reporters said and Katsuki left out an explosion.

“Well, having All Might as a teacher is equally disappointing as your cameras and microphones short-circuiting for no apparent reason.” The nerd said, confusing the reporters.

“Huh?” One of the idiots said before sizzling sounds were heard from every single person because every electronic device that they had just got fried.

“Well, if you do not mind we will be goin-” The nerd was interrupted by the sound of a camera. Looking around the crowd, a woman with lilac-colored hair and pale-blue skin sped in front. “Chitose Kidzuki.” Izuku said with a tired tone.

“The one and only.” The woman, Kidzuki , said with a grin on her face. “Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya, and Himiko Toga. Three children that have their own fascinating stories.” She pulled a small notebook and a pen. “Could I please get an interview from you?” She leaned closer, making puppy eyes, showing her Green Irises with Black Sclera.

“I thought that Hisashi-san shooing you off his property with a broom was clear enough.” Himiko giggled before hiding behind the nerd.

Hearing that, Kidzuki seems to have started going through the seven stages of grief before letting out a sigh. “It was worth a try. At least I didn’t bring the phone with me.” She put the notebook and pen back in her jacket’s pocket, froze, then pulled out a smoking phone. “... At least I didn’t bring my backup phone with me.” She corrected herself before leaving defeated.

The three of them entered the school grounds, leaving the reporters with their burned electronic devices.

“How did you get away with burning every electronic device? Someone had to be salty that their equipment got fucked.” Katsuki asked and Izuku handed his phone, with an image of the woman from earlier.

“Chitose Kidzuki is the Executive Director of Shoowaysha Publishing, one of the biggest News Publications in Japan. If she didn’t get what she wanted, what are the chances of a ‘nobody’ to get it?” Izuku explained before parting ways to each of their classrooms.

When Katsuki sat at his desk, he felt the looks everyone gave him. “If you guys want to say something, do it already.” He urged and the invisible girl, Hagakure, was the first to come forth.

“Uhm, hi Bakugo?” She greeted and Katsuki let out a grunt of acknowledgment. “Yesterday, after class, you said you were going to PowerLoader to make some costume changes.” Katsuki nodded in agreement. “... So, how did it go?”

“Went to PowerLoader to get some paperwork done, then I went to one of the Support Course students to ask if they could do it for me.” Katsuki kept it short, honestly wanting the rest to acknowledge they were not comfortable in their Hero Costumes.

“Well… couldyouhelpuswithourstoo ?” Hagakure blurted out, making Katsuki let out a snort as he realized that the invisible girl would be blushing if she wasn’t… well, invisible .

“Whatever, we’ll meet at lunch hour and go to the one who is making my stuff, she’ll be more than happy to make your stuff since she gets extra credit for this stuff.” Katsuki explained and murmurs came from the girls and even some of the boys. The electricity guy, Kaminari, started chatting about support items with the earphone jack girl, Jiro.

The class soon quieted down as the door opened and the local Hobo entered it. “Everyone is quiet, good.” Eraser commented and Katsuki was reaching for the megaphone Nedzu handed him. In case the fucker decides to take a nap, Katsuki has every single right to wake him up.

The fucker should fix his sleeping schedule, not ditch the class in hopes of a few minutes of shut-eye.

“Today you will choose a class representative.” Eraser kept it short and everyone exploded with excitement and offered themselves for the role. 

Eraser used his Quirk to shut the class and Katsuki got the megaphone, raised himself from his seat, and looked the man in the eyes as he put it in his ear and let the thing unleash its ear-piercing sound. 

The best part was that it was in his right to do so, the order straight from the Rat God. “And who, the fuck are you to use your Quirks on children?” Katsuki asked, trying to suppress his smile while Eraser wasn't allowed to lay a finger on him, another grace from the Rat God.

“My Quirk isn't dangerous-” Katsuki pressed the button again and the sound was repeated.

“And what about it? If your Quirk gave panic attacks to people, would you still use it? Because, sure as hell, I don't feel comfortable not feeling my Quirk .” Every single word was true. Despite handing Explosion to the nerd two days prior, he was just too used to the nature of his Quirk. Even though it was worsening his health.

Katsuki went back to his seat and waited for the Hobo to continue, ignoring the shocked looks of his classmates.

After the said shock wore off, Iida raised his hand. “I think that we should decide the Class Representative with a vote.”

“Bro, we would just vote for ourselves.” The discount version of ShiTetsu, Kirishima, argued and Katsuki felt like he was in a room full of idiots.

“Then we make a rule to not vote for ourselves.” Katsuki stated the obvious.

“Okay, but how are we going to ensure no one cheats?” The mushroom girl asked and Katsuki felt an urge to break something.

“If you are so paranoid of your classmates, then we are going to have someone impartial to the results to gather them.” Katsuki gestured to the Hobo and he was met with agreement from his classmates and a sigh from Eraser. 

Thankfully, the man complied and after writing everyone's names on the whiteboard, he started drawing a line for each vote the person got.

Katsuki looked at the results on the whiteboard and didn't know what to make of them. “Why the hell do I have eight votes?” Yaoyorozu was second with six, Iida third with five, and Todoroki with one vote.

“Then it's settled.” Aizawa instinctively reached for his ugly sleeping back and Bakugo reached for the megaphone, the gesture regaining the man's concentration to what was in front of him. “Katsuki Bakugo is the Class President and Momo Yaoyorozu is the Vice President.”

“Can I deny the responsibility?” Katskui asked, not really wanting to bother with this shit.

Aizawa looked at him. “No.” He responded and Kastuki could bet the fucker was smiling behind his scarf.

The bell rang and Aizawa got his sleeping bag, then left with Kastuki’s hopes to ditch this bullshit title.

Himiko ate her lunch in a rush before heading to her workshop. Kacchan said that some of his classmates wanted to modify their costumes and she agreed to help. Considering that she heard Hatsume cackle before that, it seems to be the right choice.

She opened the sliding door of the workshop only to see Izuku standing in a chair, looking at his hand which was covered in scales. “What are you doing here?” Himiko asked and Izuku made the scales disappear.

“I’ve told my class about my Quirk so now I have a new copy Quirk and 18 others from just fine-tuning theirs.” Izuku detached his hand from his wrist and flew it on the other side of the room, grabbing a notebook. “The problem is that Monoma, the Copy guy, went a bit insane when I unleashed all of their Quirks and some more and he looks at me like I’m the second coming of Jesus Christ.” Izuku shuddered and Himiko remembered when Hisashi-san almost had a fit when she wanted to kneel so he wouldn't have to get up while injured. “I have also asked Six to do something for me and I need a quiet place while he does it.”

Himiko squinted her eyes. “You sent Six do something in UA?”

“Nope. I sent him to let the reporters in.” Izuku put on an innocent smile but after spending more of the last half-year at Hisashi-san’s house than at Oboro’s, Himiko got the hang of all of their expressions.

People are going to get hurt.

Six checked himself before heading to the main gate of UA. He was wearing the most generic clothes with a gray baseball cap covering his head.

The job was simple. Use Hot Hands and Heat Manipulation to melt the gate and cool it off when the deed is done so the reporters could get in and spook the staff.

Oh and don’t murder people while at it.

The reporters were far fewer than they were in the morning, the burned cameras and microphones must have deterred them. “Can you believe that they let the blood-sucking brat attend UA?” One of the reporters said offhandedly to another, making Six stop and listen.

“Oh, I knew she looked familiar.” Another one said. “Kidzuki-sama being ignored must have distracted me. What did her parents call her again?”

‘Child Monster.’ Six thought to himself, suppressing the growl from his throat and the bubbling of his skin from body deformation.

“Does it matter? She’s a freak of nature.” Another idiot thought to open their mouth. “I heard that she ripped off the throats of her victims before sucking them dry.”

Bullshit! Six ran the entirety of Japan, to every police station and every News Publication so he can clear the kid’s reputation. Outside the look-alike of the Mini-Boss which needed special care, the other three idiots didn’t need more than a band-aid to stop their bleeding.

A popping sound started coming from Six, the bubbles in his skin exploding from his annoyance. Maybe it was his programming that was stopping him from hurting kids or maybe it was because he grew fond of the Mini-Vampire in the last year but for sure as hell isn’t going to let this shit slip.

But no he had a job to- “You guys make me puke. How can you guys say something like that about a child?” One reporter scolded the rest and Six felt the bubbling rage disperse.

He will let that one alive, the rest he’ll haunt their dreams. Who knows? Maybe being stalked by a real Monster would help them understand a few things.

Six placed his hand on the UA Barrier and after a few seconds, a hole in the shape of his hand was formed. He smiled as he activated Heat Manipulation and set it up to spread the heat. In almost a minute, the first metallic barrier was molten onto the ground. The alarm started and Six cursed himself before putting both his hands and melting the next one. In another minute, all three barriers were gone and Six cooled down the molten metal.

He turned back to the reporters, looking dumbfounded at him like they were deers in the headlights. “Hey, isn’t that All Might in his bronze age costume, posing for the students?”  Six said and the reporters turned back to reality, running in like idiots to see whether or not it was true.

Six shook his head before activating OverClock and running away. Maybe next time he’ll get a more interesting job.

The Doctor was working at another Nomu when Midoriya's Warp Gate manifested and so did the boy a moment later.

“Garaki, have you seen Number 6?” The boy asked absently before taking in what The Doctor was doing. “God, I think I'm going to puke!” And so he did, adding its stomach contents to the already bloody floor. 

The Doctor sighed. “I have told you time and time again, call before teleporting in.” He said before making another cut in Nomu's heart and shoving a tube to pump Trigger in the organ.

“What are you even doing?” Midoriya asked, wiping bits of his evacuated lunch from his face.

“The brain has been modified already and the intended Quirks are loaded. Since Trigger can forcefully activate Quirks, all I need is to put it in the Numu's bloodstream and restart the heart.” The Doctor went to one of his machines and flipped the switch, turning on the pump and filling the bloodstream with the said substance, only stopping it when the pressure was high enough to leak around the tube. Once it was removed, The Doctor took a defibrillator and placed it on the leaking heart which was already Regenerating itself.

The electric pulse was sent and the heart started beating. In just over a minute, the body started convulsing, the Trigger activating the Regeneration Quirk, reversing the coagulation of the blood, and allowing the liquids to mix. Once the Trigger got to the brain, the Nomu let out an ear-piercing screech before trying to claw out his eyes.

A few seconds later, it turned docile.

 “What the hell was that?!” Midoriya asked as he stopped holding his breath.

The Doctor shrugged. “The last step of the Nomu Manufacturing process. Soon it will be an Upper-Grade Nomu.” He patted his creation's shoulder. Its skin was already turning from pale-white to cyan, then it will become black as the rest in his Grading Level. “What was that about Six?” 

Midoriya held his hand at his mouth, perhaps there was still some food and stomach acid left. “Where is he? I need him to recruit some people. Last day preparations.” He explained. 

The Doctor nodded before heading to the main computer, wiping his hands on a paper towel before starting to type at the console. The screen showed a map of a city before zooming in on one orange dot. “Well, this can't be right.” He said, looking at how the dot was zapping left and right where a building should be. The Doctor pressed a button and a small Nomu came to him. “Six, what are you doing?” He spoke to the creation that was missing everything from his neck down to his ankles, making it a head with feet.

Nomu started making regurgitating sounds before speaking. “What is it, Doc?” He asked with Sixes' voice.

“Midoriya requires your assistance and you are doing… something in a residential area. Did Sensei task you with something?”

“Nope, when the Mini-Boss tasked me to wreck UA's entrance, some morons thought to talk shit about the Vampire kid. I tried to give them a scare by stalking them but they have no situational awareness.” Six turned quiet before starting to giggle. “So I've sneaked into this guy's house, welded shut their door using Hot Hands, and now I'm throwing furniture, plates, and whatnot at them before hiding. They think their house is haunted.”

The Doctor wanted to facepalm. How someone can go from genocidal to a prankster in a matter of seconds is beyond him. And he was the one who made him. “Six, please stop your tomfoolery and aid-”

“If he’s bullying people who spread rumors about Himiko, he can continue doing it.” Midoriya interjected. “Who’s going to believe them when they claim they are haunted?” He smiled and a dark chuckle came from Six. “I just need the location of two people. Mant-Ice and Someone with a Fire Quirk, his flames are blue and it seems he lacks the resistances to use it safely.”

“Oh, the mantis guy is in Naruhata. He basically lives in the biggest sauna in the city, though its name escapes me right now.” Six explained and Midorya pulled out his notebook taking notes on it. “Blue Flames… Blue Flames… Oh, Dabi! He’s a thug in Hosu but I have no clue where the dude is.”

“That’s good enough. Doctor, uhm… could you stop the talking head now? It creeps me out.” Midoriya asked and Six cackled, making the head take his presumed facial features.

“What’s the problem, Mini-Boss? Are you afraid of a speaking hea-” The Doctor took a hammer and smashed the Nomu straight in his frontal cortex, splashing himself with brain matter while Midoriya was left clean due to the hydrodynamic barrier of his Flight Quirk.

“I never liked this specific Nomu.” The Doctor said idly, ignoring how Midoriya just noped out of the Lab using Warp Gate. “Now, let’s see how my newest creation is doing.” He returned to the operating table, smiling like a mad man as the skin was already cyan and was steadily turning black. “Considering that I just destroyed Boris, you are going to be called Boris the Second.”

After Izuku put on his Hero costume, he Warped himself in Naruhata. He was allowed to take it home with him because it wasn’t made by the Hero Costume firm contracted with UA.

“Another reason to thank Tenko for making it.” He mumbled to himself as he walked the streets of the unfamiliar city to the sauna Six talked about.

Izuku activated Obscure and Sound Manipulation, making his face impossible to be seen and mask his young voice. Since he is taller than the average 14-year-old, he could very well be passed as an adult.

“Welcome to the Sunny Sauna, how may I… help… ” The female receptionist finally took in his appearance.

“I’ve been told MantIce would be here.” Izuku stated, feeling Danger Sense tingle as the woman was discreetly moving her hand under the counter. Nothing that Radio Waves can’t fix. The moment the receptionist realized the panic button wasn’t working, Izuku smiled predatorily. “Here's how things are going to happen. You tell me where He is, I am going to go and have a normal conversation with him, then leave as if I wasn't here in the first place.”

“T-Turn left on the h-hallway, then the third door on the right.” She pointed to the decorated entrance to where the saunas presumably were.

“Thank you very much.” Izuku bowed. He might be low-key threatening her but he still has his manners.

Izuku headed as instructed and opened the third door. “Close the damn door, I’m freezing to death here.” A male voice whine and Izuku did just that after he stepped in. MantIce finally took notice of him. “Who the fuck are you?!” He rose from the bench, his 250 cm height being too great for the small sauna room.

“Someone wishing to offer you a job.” Izuku said gleefully before moving face to face with the man and taking in his appearance.

MantIce was a lanky man with mantis-like mutations, his thin body was covered in a blue exoskeleton while his head was the one of a mantis, and his fingers resembling scythe-like mantis claws.

“Fuck off! I don’t take any jobs!” MantIce proceeded to flip off Izuku.

“I am afraid you do not have a saying in this, ‘Friend’.” Izuku activated Heat Manipulation, drawing in the heat from the stupidly hot sauna and redirect it to some piece of metal. Despite MantIce not having the standard human features, it was fairly obvious he was in distress. “Your Quirk, IceFlow, allows you to manipulate ice as if it is a liquid. I must admit, I am a fan of your work.” Mant-Ice was at the border between Vigiliatism and Villany, being forced on the said path because his Quirk constantly lowers his body temperature well beyond his cold resistance can handle and there’s no cheap way to live in a sauna and have a normal and legal life.

“Fine, fine, I’ll listen to your stupid evil monologue but bring back the heat.” MantIce pleaded and Izuku compiled, returning the heat into the air, calming the man. “Okay, so what kind of job are you talking about?” He asked before sitting back on the comically small bench compared to his size.

Izuku took a seat opposite of him. “Have you heard of the Villainous Alliance?”

“You mean that organization Giran helped hire morons in bulk as cannon fodder?” MantIce asked dryly, making Izuku chuckle.

“Indeed. The fact that I came to personally hire you is another thing entirely, don't you think?” He explained and left the information sink in.

“What do you want for me and what do you offer?”

“If you know about the cannon fodder thing, I guess you are up to date with Endeavor’s brag speeches about his son.” MantIce’s mandibles opened wide and Izuku presumed it was the equivalent of a gaping-wide mouth. “I don’t intend to kidnap him so stop making that face.” He scolded and the insect-man complied. “As you know, he is going to UA and I need someone to keep him calm while I deal with some of the teachers.”

“Please don’t tell me you are going after All Might.” MantIce blanched if you could call the whitening of his exoskeleton that.

“That is not your concern. All you need to know is that you will not be left with the rest of the expendable assets.” Izuku deflected. As much as he wanted to just beat the shit out of All Might, said excursion to the USJ overlaps with the Battle Training Lessons for his Class.

“And the payment?” MantIce asked hesitantly.

“A Quirk.” Izuku reached inside Quirksmith and Modified Hot Hands to spread the heat through the entire body instead of a concentrated point in the palms. Once the process was done, he reached for the Upgraded Copy from Monoma, the normal one would destroy the copied Quirk before Izuku could extract it but this version was more stable. Izuku used Copy to create a copy of the new Hot Hands and extracted it.

“A what?” MantIce asked bemused and Izuku activated OverClock, giving him the required speed to add the new Hot Hands to the man without him noticing before it was already inside. Izuku returned to his seat and MantIce seemed to have taken in what happened. “What… did you do to me?”

“I gave you the payment early. I highly doubt you like feeling cold all the time.” Izuku explained before getting up and handing MantIce a slip of paper. “Come tomorrow to this address in Kamino, a friend of mine will pick you up for the transport.” And so he headed to the door of the sauna.

“Wait!” MantIce shouted and Izuku stopped to look at him. “Are… are you really The All for One?”

Izuku gave a genuine smile. “I don’t know, you tell me.” He said before leaving and Activating Warp Gate.

MantIce would figure out his new Quirk on his own.

Chapter Text

Yu was on the patrol when she got a notification from the Villain Alarm app on her phone, alerting her that the C-Rank Villain, Habit Headgear, has been seen in her area. She rushed on the streets, meeting with Kamui Woods before coming face to face with the Villain.

It seems another minor Hero showed up before they and Headgear took a family as hostages. “See this lucky little family? Come After me and I’ll snap their necks!” He threatened before flipping them off. “Got that? Stay back, Heroes!”

 While the family was begging for help, a silhouette dropped out of nowhere on Headgear’s head. “Paralysis.” Hoarder said before the Villain went limp, his arms dropping and letting go of the family. “God, you are a ton of pure muscle.” Hoarder yawned. “That took a toll on my stamina.”

“What… did… you… do?” Headgear struggled to speak.

“Does it matter? You’re going to jail anyway.” Hoarder deflected before checking on the family.

“Hey, Boss, where have you been?” Yu asked as the cops moved the family off the premises and others handcuffed the villain and dragged it in their truck.

“There was a hit and run nearby and I needed to intervene.” He explained before pulling out his phone from thin air.

“And how did you drop out of the sky and paralyze the Villain? Isn’t your Quirk some sort of Pocket Dimension?”

“Oh, believe me, you have seen nothing yet of my Quirk’s capabilities.” He said amused before looking around and his gaze turning into a murderous glare.

Yu turned around to see All Might talking to a police officer, who gestured towards them, making the Number 1 Hero look at them and pale. “What’s going on?” She asked but got no response.

Instead, All Might got back to his senses and his face turned serious before heading towards them. “What are you doing here!” He sounded enraged and something inside Yu told her to gain some distance from the two.

“Oh, you know, helping the Heroes. You never know when your heart will finally stop and leave them helpless.” Okay, that was definitely a threat. “How about you go to UA and brainwash those poor children to throw their lives away already.”

All Might was enraged, scaring Yu beyond precedent, but when he wanted to speak up, the reporters finally broke the police barrier and were heading towards him. “This is not over.” He threatened in a whisper before turning cheery to the rest.

Hoarder just looked amused before leaving, Yu after him.

“What the hell was that?” She asked, not sure if she wanted to know or not.

“Long story short, that was the blood feud between my family and his. If you could call his ancestors that.”

“Wait. Blood Feuds? That doesn’t mean two families killing each other over generations because of a conflict?”

“You are correct. My father, a Villain called All for One, killed All Might’s Master and he retaliated as you just described. Using the different standpoints of legality to justify killing him.” Hoarder explained nonchalantly what was the death of his father. “Not that there were many connections between me and him but All Might tried messing with my son as well.” That sentence was filled with malice and Yu decided that she wasn’t interested in risking her mental health to hear the story behind it. Not that she assumes Hoarder would want to talk about it.

(Third day of school, Wednesday)

The bell for the seventh class rang and Izuku went to his seat, soon after Vlad King entered the classroom.

“Afternoon class. Today we are going to do something special.” Vlad pulled out a plastic card with the word ‘Rescue’ written on it. “Today we are going to do rescue training at one of UA’s facilities. The Unforeseen Simulation Joint.”

Izuku frowned. The information he got said that 1-A was supposed to go today, and 1-B on Friday. Perhaps there was some mix-up or Eraser got injured on his nightly patrol.

It wasn’t much of an issue anyway. He can now supervise how everyone is behaving while Tenko chooses someone to run back to the main building and call All Might to come or else.

The bell for the seventh class rang and Himiko ended her discussion with Takeyama as Ectoplasm entered the classroom.

“Okay, little gremlins, Today we are going to do something different.” Ectoplasm pulled out a plastic card with the words ‘Field Trip’ written on it. “The USJ, I know most of you already know about it because some of you chatted about it during yesterday’s homeroom class. Get up and follow me to the bus.” He urged and Himiko panicked a little but managed to suppress it.

Wasn’t 1-A supposed to go today? That’s what Tenko and Izuku said in the morning.

Himiko felt a bit tense but reminded herself that Izuku straight up removed the ones who have no problem with hurting children and Six is going to patrol the USJ. 

Everything is going to be alright, right?

The bus ride wasn't anything much out of the ordinary. All of his classmates passed the phase of shock that Izuku can give and take Quirks and now they started asking for what types of Quirks he has and displaying them if they are not dangerous. 

Kan-Sensei was also observing, not liking the idea of his students using their Quirks but stood silent so he could know what to expect from him.

Once they stopped, Izuku realized there was another bus already parked. “... Kan-Sensei, is 1-A here as well?”

“Yes. Nedzu decided after Yesterday's Level 4 Security Breach that all first-year classes do their respective activities at the USJ at the same time. You can't feel unsafe when All Might is in the same building with you.” Kan explained and Izuku's blood ran cold as his classmates started arguing that they deserved to be taught by All Might.

Izuku combined Nisankatanso's Radar Quirk with Stockpile, allowing him to detect a rather large amount of Carbon Dioxide coming from another bus coming their way, and the increasing number of it appearing inside the USJ, scattered all around the place.

Izuku gulped as he realized it was too late to abort the plan.

Kōrudota made his way to the address on the slip of paper. Trying to not attract too much attention to himself but the fact he is twice the height of the average person, technically a stick figure, and having Insectoid Mutations makes him stand out no matter what.

He got used to people glaring at him or parents pulling their kids away from him despite doing nothing to warrant the action. 

Once he got in the Industrial Ward of the city, he pulled back his hood and let his only good antenna move around. The memory of how he lost the other one still makes his blood boil.

It was way back when he was a child, just a day before his birthday when a new family moved across the street. He went like the curious little child to chat with the new kid only for her to scream her lungs out. 

Being twice the size of the average person means that he was also twice the size of the average child back then. So when the father heard his child screaming, he didn't see a child coming to visit in hopes of making new friends, but an adult looking like a monster, ready to do God knows what to his kid. 

The father used his Strength Enhancing Quirk to rip Kōrudota's antenna, then crush his arm before throwing him away. 

There's also the fact that people with insect mutations or Mutant Quirks tend to also have squishy insect insides, meaning that if he wasn't transported to the hospital when he was, he wouldn't be here right now.

His thoughts were interrupted by a conversation nearby. “Are we sure they are going to show up?” A deep voice asked.

“Yeah, yeah, the Mini-Boss said MantIce seemed interested and Dabi was taught not to disobey orders.” A second voice answered, much more relaxed than the previous one.

Kōrudota decided this was the best moment to step in. “It seems I don’t need to ask if this is the right place.” He said before turning the corner and seeing the two figures.

“Ah, MantIce, I am glad you came. I am Black Cloud.” Black Cloud greeted and Kōrudota wondered if the guy was pulling his leg.

“... Black Cloud but you’re made out of pink… gas?” Kōrudota would raise an eyebrow if he had one.

The gas (mist?) man let out a sigh, and the other guy laughed. “Cloud needed to have his colors changed so he could hide in the gas of another Quirk.” He turned fully to Kōrudota, allowing him to see his face only to be met with a hockey mask. His orange eyes seemed to be filled with amusement, not something Kōrudota is used to seeing in people around him. “So you’re the guy who can freeze just about anything and shape it how you see fit.”

“And you are?” Kōrudota deflected. Telling people how your Quirk works is the quickest way to get yourself killed.

“Not talking despite getting a second Quirk from him?” Kōrudota could bet there was a smirk on the man’s face. “Whatever. Call me Hermes. I’m the guy you have to talk to to get to the big guy.”

Kōrudota nodded, not wanting anyone outside All for One so he just awkwardly sat on the ground and waited for this other guy to show up. In a few minutes, a dude with third-degree burns showed up, walking limp as he mostly dragged his right leg on the ground.

Kōrudota felt relieved that he went with his gut and wasn’t required to be ‘taught not to disobey orders’ as this presumably Dabi had.

“You guys are with the guy who paid me a visit last night?” Dabi asked, a clear edge in his voice.

“Yep and you are the guy who tried to set him on fire twice.” Hermes explained and Dabi raised an eyebrow.

“When was the first time?” Dabi inquired but a pink portal opened before he would get an answer.

“We do not have time to chat.” Cloud warned. “You guys are the last to be deployed before we can begin.” That was the end of the discussion and Dabi entered the portal with a grunt.

Kōrudota gave Cloud a look and the man quickly understood to double the portal’s size so he could pass through.

Izuku was honestly panicking. He was of course hiding it but that didn’t make the situation better. 60 Students, 4 teachers, and 1 All Might is too much over what they have been planning for.

He didn’t even bother to listen to Thirteen, instead, he stood way in the back far away from any teacher’s gaze while he shared panicked looks with Himiko.

When the Villains showed up from the landslide area, Eraser took notice and warned the students to stay back, distracting everyone’s attention as a Nomu with a copy of Mustard’s Quirk got Warped Over their heads and fell to the ground. Thankfully, that part of the plan went as intended and everyone seemed to be put asleep, The Heroes, Izuku, and Himiko being exceptions and hopefully only them .

“Greetings UA and its staff. We are the Villainous Association.” A distorted voice was heard which Izuku knew was Tenko’s. “And we are here to change how the world works by killing its Symbol, The Number 1 Hero, All Might.” Oboro Warped next to Izuku and the man’s yellow, misty, eyes turned wide when he took in how many people were present. Izuku gestured for him to continue as planned before Tenko continued his speech. “Do not worry about your students, they are going to be scattered around the USJ and look after my associates.”

And with that, Izuku felt how he got Warped away at a random position.

The plan was going splendidly in Tenko’s opinion. All the Villains were at their position, placed in groups to counter just about any Quirk if they have a functioning brain. All Might, Eraser, Thirteen, and Ectoplasm were present- Wait.

“What the fuck is Ectoplasm doing here?” Tenko asked no one in particular and a pink portal appeared with Oboro’s pink and misty head coming out of it.

“Both Hero Courses and the Support Course are here.” He whispered before disappearing, probably to move some of them outside the building now that they know All Might is present and hostages are no longer needed.

Tenko saw how Thirteen used her Black Hole to suck in the gas in hopes of getting a visual on the students, Ectoplasm started creating clones to help with the search, and Eraser, Vlad King, and All Might running or jumping down the stairs to apprehend the Villains.

Unsurprisingly, All Might took care of all the cannon fodder at the base of the stairs, leaving Vlad King and Eraser at full HP and Stamina.

“Nomu, attack All Might! Long Ranged Team, Suppress fire on the rest!” The Nomu did as ordered and jumped at All Might, punching him in the gut while the Villains opened fire on the other two Heroes. Tenko enjoyed it as Eraser Head’s segmented goggles were now a hindrance for the spread-out Long Ranged Team. 

“What is the meaning of this?!” All Might shouted at the Nomu, clear anger in his eyes. “Where are the students!” He demanded as he took another punch to the face and Tenko was ready for phase two.

“That is a Nomu, a bio-weapon with the sole purpose is to defeat you.” Tenko explained and All Might's attention got split between Tenko and the attacking Nomu. “He has a Shock Nullification Quirk that is capable of handling any hit you've dealt in the last six years.” Tenko lied. If All Might decides to deliver blows, the next more powerful from the last, he will end up using the United States Of Smash and drain a lot of power from One For All's remains. “It would be easier to rip him apart, piece by piece.”

“Thanks for the info, I really appreciate it.” All Might went behind the Nomu and grabbed it by its waist.

A powerful slam was heard and Tenko could only watch in disbelief at what All Might had done. “ Did… Did you just try to suplex someone with Shock Nullification?!” The dust dispersed from the air and Tenko looked at how the Hero was holding the Nomu in an awkward position but still intact. “Slamming it into the ground is still a type of Shock, moron, it would have been more efficient to just SHOVE it into the concrete.” 

The Nomu clawed its fingers into the concrete, then swung his feet to get back on the ground, throwing All Might into the Flood Zone in the process.

“If he is acting this much of an idiot, the Nomu might actually kill the guy.” Tenko mused before feeling his Quirk being Erased, reminding him why they were so worried in the first place. 

He looked at Eraser who had removed his glasses to have a full view of him and the Long Ranged Team since there was no worry for friendly fire. 

“Whatever. Nomu, take care of EraserHead.” Tenko ordered and the Numu leaped at the man. Eraser must have not taken into account the mutations of the creature and how it is physically built similarly to All Might. The Nomu just hit him in the torso and the force threw the man into the flight of stairs, destroying that section of it in the process.

Tenko looked at Vlad King, half expecting the man to jump at the Nomu to immobilize it but instead he did the smart thing and retreated to help Eraser.

“Long Ranged Team, wait for them to get closer before firing.”

When Izuku found himself Warped in the middle of the air, he activated Flight, OverClock, and Black Whip.

He launched the Quirks tentacles to catch the other students dropped with him before they could touch the water of the Flood Zone, then landed on the boat floating in the middle of it.

“Let's do a little headcount.” He muttered to himself before activating Scanner. Monoma, Yoarashi, ShiTetsu, two girls from 1-A first with a Mutant Frog Quirk and second with a Density Manipulation one, and three Support Course Students, Takeyama being between them. “This… is a disaster, to say the least.” He didn't even bother to activate Radar because the carbon signatures would be too many and too close to discern between one another.

As he was starting to check on the students, a huge splash was heard and it started raining. To no one's surprise, All Might was thrown into the Flood Zone by the Nomu. 

“Not even a week as a teacher and you already put people in danger, aren't you, All Might?” Izuku couldn't stop himself from taunting the man as he surfaced, his wet hair looking just like when he goes as Yagi.

“It is not my fault that mad people are attacking children.” All Might deflected before looking around and briefly submerging himself. “That… Shigaraki said his associates would 'look over the students'.”

“They probably got spooked by your fall, the sound must have forced them to the bottom of the lake.” Izuku suggested, knowing fully well that the said Villains are under the deck and have not come out because they weren't given the instructed signal from Oboro. “Leave those small fries and go to catch their leader, he's probably the one with the Warping Quirk.”

“And the students?” 

“Ectoplasm's Quirk is perfect for a search and rescue, and I also have a Warping Quirk.” Izuku created some of the mist around himself, mostly to throw off any possible suspicion he is involved by having his Quirk a different color than one of the perpetrators.

“Can you handle the Villains?” 

“Can you handle what threw you here?” Izuku asked and All Might glared at him. “What? My question is justified.”

“How can I beat someone with an insane Shock Nullification?” 

Izuku blinked at the question. He thought that the man would just swim back to the shore when criticized but he forgot that the man is a decent fighter and would know when he is outmatched.

Izuku sighed. “Apply pressure. The person cannot punch you into the ground if they have their bones or articulations broken.” He gave the info on how to bypass the Quirk. Thankfully, Super Regeneration is an undo button for such injuries.

All Might nodded before swimming back to the shore, taking down the Villain Team meat to guard it before heading to 'Tomura'.

Izuku checked up on the students and when he concluded none were close to being awake, he activated Obscure and Sound Manipulation before heading inside the ship. “Congratulations, Swimming Team, you have obeyed the orders given and as a reward, I'm going to Warp you back to the base. The payment will be discussed when everyone is back.”

“That voice from earlier…” One of the Villains spoke up, the one with a rather interesting Hydrokinesis Quirk but required a huge amount of water to operate at its maximum capacity. “That was the voice of a teenager.”

Izuku smiled as he combined Muddiness with Stockpile at 1%. “Indeed, and that's why I am going to erase your memory of the last 15 minutes.” He activated OverClock and tapped every single one of the Villains on the forehead. After that, he filled the interior of the ship with mist and Warped the Villains to the meeting point they were picked up in the first place. “Now the students.”

Izuku went back up on the deck and Warped everyone, including himself, next to where the busses should be. Once his field of view was cleared, he looked around to see where he could and couldn't Warp people. 

“To think that I would be present during the attack but not be able to participate…” Izuku can Warp 10 times a day without any headache. Warping 60 students and helping Oboro Warp the 142 Villains. “Thank God only half of the originally hired showed up.” 275 was way too much even with triple the hostages but the induced paranoia from finding out his dad is the Symbol of Evil didn't help him smooth his thought process at the time. “The Conflagration Zone should be next in the rescue lists, fire and heat tend to mess up with Quirks the most.”

After the… thing fell out of the sky and pink gas started showing up, Katsuki held his breath on instinct. He had met many gas-related Quirks when being dragged by the nerd into Vigilantism.

The problem was that people started falling left and right, making it a 50/50 the gas was either sleep-inducing or straight-up poisonous. Then the sensation of a Warping Quirk hit him and found himself in a building with its floor tilted slightly. “The Collapsed Zone.” He let out a low growl before realizing there were more people with him. Kirishima, Sato, Ashido, ShiTetsu, Itsuka, and four more students that Katsuki is sure were from the Support Course. None of them were awake.

“You brats stay where you are and everything will be okay.” A voice was heard from the ceiling and Kastuki could clearly see the outline of someone with a Chameleon Quirk. The way he phrased gave the impression it was supposed to be reassuring despite how hostile the dude’s voice was. Perhaps his mutations were messing up with his throat or something.

“What was that about killing All Might?” Katsuki wanted that pile of shit dead but by the man finally getting himself killed by over-exhaustion, not be executed by some Criminal Organization that just popped up into existence.

“Don’t know, don’t care.” The Chameleon guy moved, probably so Katsuki wouldn’t just stare at him despite being ‘hidden’. “All Might is already here so we just have to keep you in place until the big guys or the Heroes come and move you out.”

Katsuki glared at the man in his reptilian eyes, making him squirm under it because he was once more ‘discovered’. “And what if I leave?”

“Are you going to leave the other students defenseless?” He heard from the door frame but Katsuki only saw the shadow of the person as they moved out of sight.

Katsuki stood silent for a few moments. He has no clue how potent the gas was, poisonous or not. If he attacks, they might attack the others still unconscious. If he leaves, they might do something similar to bring him back. 

He sighed before sitting on the tiled floor. The best he can do is wait for some Hero to show up.

Fuck UA and its shitty security.

Oboro, in all honesty, wished he never got out of bed this morning.

After Warping the students at random inside the USJ, he started going to each area and Warping the Villains back to the meeting point.

The Downpour Zone was the first he cleared. The teams of five I'd their job well and kept the students inside until a dozen of Ectoplasm's Clones showed up, then went deeper into the zone where they were picked up. 

The Flood Zone was empty when Oboro showed up and he had a panic attack until he found the note left by Midoriya. He is going to take the students to the bus so Oboro would have less difficulty remaining

Oboro sighed in relief as he thought of which zone to Warp to next. The Collapsed Zone is the one where Katsuki is but the layout of it would make it easy for Oboro to Warp out the Villains.

After Himiko got Warped away from the entrance, she found herself on what seemed to be a mountain, the dome above her head signaling this was just another area of the USJ despite how expensive it would be to replicate a mountain even with Quirk in mind.

Himiko looked around to see that seven other students were with her. Two of her classmates, Jiro, Yaoroyozu, two more students from 1-B, and that Kaminari guy Izuku almost killed yesterday for trying to flirt with her.

Unfortunately, all the Hero students were awake.

“What the hell was that thing?” Jiro grunted before pushing herself up with one hand and with the other holding her head.

“No clue.” Himiko lied. The fact that the Doctor made ‘Boris the Second’ in three days was enough to deter her from learning about the bio-weapon. “Is everyone all right?”

“Outside the headache? Sure.” The 1-B student responded, Setsuna Tokage if Himiko remembers Izuku’s description correctly.

“That thing spooked me a little.” Reiko Yanagi(?) said before getting up as well and taking off her mask. “It seems we are in the Mountain Zone.”

Himiko hummed in agreement before looking around, her augmented sight due to Feline being far superior to the rest. “There's no one in sight but that doesn't mean we shouldn't be careful.”

They decided to look over the ones asleep but after a while, a powerful crash was heard over the hill and Himiko decided to investigate. She pulled her knife out of her boot before seeing what happened.

“Well, what’s the occasion for this visit, All Might?” Izuku’s mocking voice was heard and Himiko saw the two once she was on top of the hill.

“Snapping its arms and legs didn’t work.” All Might said as he got out of the crater caused by his landing and brushed off the dirt of himself. “Every time I did it, they just moved back to their normal position.”

“So they have either Self-Healing or Regeneration.” Izuku concluded before trying to walk off but stopped when All Might placed his hand on his shoulder.

“I need more info-” The red electricity of Stockpile surfaced and Yagi disappeared in a blur from Izuku’s attack.

“Oh, I would LOVE to help the one who thought giving me a Quirk means it is okay to fuck my mother.” Izuku growled, drops of blood falling from his limp arm before regenerating. “If I wasn’t busy moving the students outside of any possible harm, I wouldn’t have helped you. No, I would have sat to the side, eating popcorn while laughing at your misfortune.” Himiko remembered Izuku was actually holding a bag of popcorn along with some blood muffins in his Pocket Dimension Quirk, kept fresh with his Suspended Animation Quirk.

“I shouldn’t have given you One For All.” All Might grunted as he pulled himself out of the cave created by his second meeting with the mountain.

Izuku laughed. “No shit, Captain Obvious, how about you go hold hands with Capitan Celebrity since both of you like to fuck women left and right.” He flipped All Might off before looking around and seeing Himiko. Izuku must have used OverClock because the next second he was in front of her. “Are you all right?”

“Yes, I’m fine.” Himiko answered, trying to ignore how All Might looked at Izuku in disbelief before jumping back in the center of the USJ to continue his fight. “What’s going on?”

“Since All Might is already here, we no longer need hostages to lure him out so I’m Warping every student near the busses while Oboro Warps the Villains to the meeting point.” Izuku explained before looking down the hill at the rest of the students. “Good, this means Todoroki was Warped alone to the Landslide Zone. I couldn’t really trust Endeavour’s brat to look over civilians.” Both of them went down to the remaining students and Izuku Warped them away. “Okay, these should have been the last not rescued by Ectoplasm. Now I need to Warp you away, take care of Boris the Second, then everyone except Todoroki Should be safe.”

“Why did you single out Todorki?” Himiko asked and Izuku pointed to the Landslide Zone. Huge glaciers were created only for them to be seemingly sucked in by something and leaving space for another one to form.

“One of the guys I went to seek yesterday can compress ice and shape it into weapons, a perfect counter for Todoroki’s Ice Quirk. The other guy, Dabi, can outpace the power of Todoroki’s Fire Quirk.”

“Having two Quirks isn’t something normal.” Himiko stated and Izuku smiled.

“He isn’t normal either. Shoto Todoroki must have had a twin in the womb but fused with it, he is basically a Chimera.” Izuku explained with a glint in his eyes. “Despite his Quirks being so pathetic, this little fact makes the boy interesting.”

Himiko lightly punched Izuku in the arm. “You sound like Hisashi-san.”

Izuku huffed. “Who else am I supposed to sound like? Inko? ” He said it as if that fact was absurd in its own right. “Now let’s Warp you out.”

“Can’t I stay with you?” Himiko asked before wrapping around Izuku’s arm.

“And why would I drag you in a dangerous area?”

“Because I would get bored outside?” Himiko held tighter to Izuku’s arm and made the biggest puppy eyes she could before Izuku would look away.

Izuku was frozen and Himiko saw how he was slowly giving in. “ ... Fine! ” He groaned and Himiko let out a giggle. “But if there’s anything dangerous, you run away. ” He urged and Himiko nodded, still not letting go of his hand.

The mist engulfed both of them and in the next moment, they Warped away.

Chapter Text

After Izuku checked out the Collapsed and Downpour Zones and found nothing, he and Himiko Warped to the Entrance since everyone rescued by the heroes would still have their path blocked by Boris the Second.

Once the mist dispersed from Izuku’s field of view, he was met with the remaining students, Thirteen, and Ectoplasm.

“Where the fuck have you been, damned nerd!?” Kacchan was heard shouting and Izuku turned to see how he was storming his way. “If you tell me you and cat eyes went on a fucking date while we were attacked, I will shove a grenade up your ass!! ” He threatened, making Himiko snort before letting go of Izuku's arm and Izuku rolled his eyes.

“I’ve been busy evacuating two-thirds of the students, what’s your excuse? The remaining aren’t out of the USJ already?” Izuku sassed at Kacchan which was already pulling the grenade.

“Because of this.” He threw the grenade into the gas and the explosion disturbed it for only a bit. “The gas is not flammable and it moves like it’s fucking alive. I tried entering it without my gas mask and it felt like it was trying to shove itself in my nostrils. Thirteen tried to clean it for the last… I don’t fucking know, 15 minutes or so, and more keeps appearing.” He gestured towards the Hero who was using both her hands to suck in the gas but to no avail.

“Let’s see what I can do. Oh and tell Ectoplasm to stop the search since All Might hasn’t bothered to tell him the students are now outside.” Izuku explained and Kacchan started going on another swearing spree towards the real Ectoplasm.

“So what are you fairing?” Izuku asked and Himiko inched closer with him while Thirteen looked at them.

“Not good. I am at the maximum capacity available so I won’t also pull closer to whoever is hiding there.” Thirteen explained before stopping her Black Hole and massaging her wrists. “I would have deleted an entire apartment complex with the power I used since the attack.”

Izuku hummed. “Well, you could hand me your Quirk and see what I could do.” He suggested and instantly felt the suspicious look she gave him. “Oh, come on, I evacuated 40 or so students. Can’t you put a little trust in me?” He gestured to the mass of gas and after a long silence, Thirteen sighed in defeat.

“Fine but don’t try anything insane.” She took off her glove and Izuku took her hand, Extracting Black Hole the next moment. Izuku being Izuku, profited that he had a new Quirk at his fingertips and used Monoma’s Copy to make a dozen copies for personal use. “Okay, now take my gloves and-”

“Oh, I don’t need your gloves.” Izuku interjected as he surfaced one of the Quirks the High-Ends have, Gravity Well. He combined the two Quirks and generated the new Black Hole above the gas since it was wider than it was tall. He ignored the curses and warnings from Thirteen as Boris the Second was now visible in all its hideousness.

Boris was two meters tall, had the head of a naked mole rat with its brain exposed, four arms, and hooves instead of human feet. Oh, and it started screeching while clawing its eyes out once the gas was no longer offering the darkness required for its sensitive eyes.

‘Doctor, what the fuck is wrong with you?’ Izuku thought to himself as he aimed with the index finger of his right arm at the Nomu’s throat. “40% Air Cannon should be enough.” He activated Stockpile at the said percentage, with Cell Activation to withstand it, and used it to power Air Cannon, the next moment, the Nomu was decapitated by the attack. 

Silence fell as the Nomu’s body hit the ground and started spasming without its head.

“Izu, what the fuck!” Came from Kacchan and Izuku just pointed to the head which was Regenerating its throat.

“I used Scanner to look at its Quirk.” Izuku lied. He already knew the Quirks of Boris the Second because he was the one requesting it to be made. “And there's more than one. Sleeping Gas and Regeneration .” He explained, not knowing what the doctor had added to the corpse to make it look this way, and neither did he want to. “Get the students out. I'm going to see what is giving All Might a hard time.” He was about to go down the stairs only to hear another set of steps behind him. “Himiko, I am not taking you with me.” 

He turned around and looked down at Himiko who had her arms crossed, frowning and pouting.

Izuku sighed as he reached inside the Pocket Dimension and pulled out a basket of Blood Muffins with Chocolate Chips. Himiko accepted the bribe and left with a spring in her step despite everyone around her looking like shit either from the effects of the gas or from the sudden warping.

“Now let’s see if the idiot is close to dying yet.” He mumbled as he looked at the exchange blows between All Might and the Nomu, and from what it seemed, a United States of Smash was soon to come.

“Midoriya, help me move Eraser.” Vlad King urged and Izuku’s shoulders slumped.

It seems he isn’t going to witness the big hit.

Kōrudota expected something else from Endeavor's brat and it wasn't only the fact he was supposed to also have a Fire Quirk.

“So, this is Endeavor's offspring.” Kōrudota said disappointed.

“I don't need to use his Quirk.” Todoroki deflected and another Iceberg came Kōrudota's way. He did the same he did with the rest. Once the ice touched his palm, it suddenly started compressing into a ball and he let it fall to the ground.

“Not to mention that if Dabi would have attacked as well, you would have been pretty much fucked.” Kōrudota added, pointing towards the dude who had a smile a bit too big for someone who got their leg broken by his newfound boss. 

Todoroki, as if to prove him wrong, shot out an iceberg at Dabi.

“Attacking someone who did nothing yet?” Dabi spoke, unphased by the iceberg that was only a few meters away from him by the end of the sentence. “Not nice.” ” He added just as he got covered in ice. Blue flames emerged, melting some of the ice but mostly exploding it into pieces due to the insane temperature change. “If your daddy ain’t gonna teach you how the world works, might as well do it.”

A fury of flames came from Dabi’s Arms, aimed directly at Todoroki.

The boy managed to create another iceberg to slow the bath of the flames while he got to run from their path. “What’s the problem, Frosty? Are you afraid of your own Quirk?” Dabi started cackling like a mad man and Kōrudota had a gut feeling there’s more to this than he knows.

Dabi felt like he was on cloud nine. Or in the ninth circle of hell, it’s hard for him to make the difference.

The idea is that little Shoto was acting like a spoiled brat and Dabi was divided between teaching him a lesson or straight up killing him. Again, a very hard choice.

After a few minutes of trying to fry Shoto, it came to Dabi’s conclusion that at this point he was just bullying him so he decided to go with the former. “So you think you can become a ‘Hero’ by only using your ice huh?” He couldn’t hide his amusement in his voice.

Shoto didn’t dignify with an answer and just threw another iceberg at him. Just like the rest, Dabi took the hit, using it to cool himself down so no self-injury would occur with the next attack.

“Here’s the thing, Frosty, you ain’t gonna beat me with only your ice in a thousand years, and from what I’m seeing, you ain’t using your Fire Side to even heat yourself.” Dabi pointed to the clearly frozen areas of Shoto’s body that he tried to desperately hide. “You are going to get yourself killed.”

“You don’t seem to follow your own advice.” Shoto looked at Dabi’s scars.

Dabi couldn’t stop himself but grin at the irony of it all as Shoto threw another iceberg. Instead of just taking the hit like before, he activated his Quirk and ran through the iceberg, cooling himself as it melted over him and coming out on the other side. There, he punched Shoto straight in the stomach, breaking that flimsy ice armor that he had. “Let’s just say that I never planned to live a long life.” He said bitterly.

Hearing this, Shoto didn’t throw another of his ice attacks but looked Dabi in the eyes.

Dabi’s original plans might as well go out the window. “You ain’t gonna be Endeavor in a million years, brat.” He slowly backed away, curious what Shoto might do.

“We ain’t here to fight you.” MantIce spoke up. “We were hired to keep students away from what the big guys are doin’. You would have no chance against us at full power so chill.”

Shoto stood silent for a moment before letting out a sigh of defeat. Steam started coming off him and the frozen areas were gone.

Dabi would have to make a new plan because he forgot to factor in the most important factor. Enji Todoroki is such a piece of shit that all his children hate him.

Izuku didn't know what to make of what was in front of him. After he dragged Eraser to the busses and begrudgingly healed him, the man realized that one of his students was missing.

Of course, Izuku was more than happy to pick up Todoroki but the 'Fight' got him curious.

Dabi not only had used Endeavor's Flashfire Fist against Todoroki but also seemed to somewhat coach the younger boy… The more he looked at the fight, Izuku could swear Dabi was Endeavor's son and not Todoroki. Dabi’s moves were so fine-tuned it made Izuku question whether or not he got them from training instead of actual fighting.

But to train for what? What would make a person train to such extent its mutilation?

Izuku sighed. This wasn't something he needed to find out right now. He activated Warp Gate and covered Todoroki in the mist before Warping him to the Exit.

“Well done, gentlemen.” Izuku greeted as he finally lowered himself from the sky using Flight. “Your performance was what I hoped for.”

MantIce nodded and Dabi let out a grunt of acknowledgment.

“So are you going to fix this or not?” Dabi pointed to his broken leg and Izuku had to suppress his smile.

“You chose violence first. I only played along.” Izuku reached for Dabi and healed him with Cell Activation. “I would have wanted to give you your reward for helping me right now but the show still goes on. Wait for me at the meeting point.” Izuku waved at the two before briefly changing the color of his Warp Gate to pink and Warping the two out. “Now let's see what All Might is doing.”

Izuku clasped his hands and the ground started shaking before the sound of thunder came. He turned around to see a cloud of dust where All Might and the Nomu should be. “Damn it. I've missed it.”

Tenko is a bit underwhelmed by how easy everything went on his end.

Izuku and Oboro must have been running left and right while he just stays there, fidgeting and watching how All Might pathetically tries to defeat the Nomu.

“United States Of Smash!” All Might shouted before hitting the Nomu and creating a cloud of smoke.

At this point Tenko wasn't sure of the state of the Nomu, if All Might went for the head then the thing was gone but the exchange of hits was far too great for him to see even if the dust wasn't there.

A whistle was heard from Tenko's side. “So that's the hit that got AfO's brains splattered on the floor.” Izuku came into Tenko's view, far too casual for what was supposed to be a terrorist attack planned especially by him.

After a few moments to contemplate how to continue, he decided to play along. “And you are?” 

“Someone who wants to know why All Might is struggling so much.” Izuku said dismissively before putting some distance between Tenko and himself.

That should have been a hint for Tenko because All Might came out of the cloud and hit Tenko square in the chest. Thankfully, the armor he made for the occasion absorbed the entire impact. “Nice hit. Though, I doubt you can handle it yourself.” Tenko closed his right fist and the Retribution Gauntlet instantly got charged. He punched All Might straight in his injury and the man groaned in pain as he flew back to where the Nomu was. “Hold him in place!” Tenko ordered and All Might was out of the smoke again, but this time he was held off the ground from his waist by two pitch-black arms.

“Moron. That’s not Shock Nullification.” Izuku said condescendingly. “That’s Shock Absorption. The damned thing is just that big your hits did nothing.”

“Not the best time for a Quirk-Biology lesson, Midoriya.” All Might let out another grunt of pain as the Nomu was cleaving his wounded side.

“Oh, I think it is because I’m the only one left in the building.” Izuku explained in an amused tone and Tenko realized this was the end section of their plan. The plan got derailed so hard he has no clue how to finish. “So what’s it going to be? Admitting you’re nothing but a fake or let you die like a Hero.”

“What makes you think I’m letting-” Tenko got punched in the chest by Izuku, sending him flying at least a hundred meters and completely breaking the front plating of the armor and probably some of his ribs. “Change… of… Plans…” Tenko groaned through the newfound pain. “Nomu, kill All Might.” He tapped his earpiece and he was soon engulfed in pink mist, ready to be Warped back at the meeting point.

Izuku should learn what friendly fire is.

Izuku internally grimaced as he realized Stockpile was still set at 100% from when he hit All Might. At least Tenko’s equipment seemed to have taken most of the hit for him.

He turned back to the Nomu, trying not to think about it. “So, Yagi, what’s going to be? Humiliation or Death?”

“How about you just help me?”

“Well, that’s just wishful thinking.” Izuku smiled as the Nomu grabbed All Might's leg and started hitting him into the concrete. “Do I need to remind you that I do not have a Hero license? Even Provisional ones are only obtainable in the second year of high school so I am in no way allowed to assist in such situations. Even Warping the students to safety was highly illegal but I got you to agree to it beforehand.” While Izuku gave his explanation, All Might was able to regain his footing and went on the defensive against the fury of blows, steam clearly coming off him.

“FINE! I’m not the Hero I once was, I am a shadow of myself.” Yagi scrunched his face in frustration but Izuku wasn’t talking about that.

“I am talking about how you are the Symbol of Discrimination!” Izuku felt the anger bubble in himself. Of course, the moron has no clue what he had done. “I am talking about the fact that everyone wants to be ‘All Mighty’, that people that don’t have combat-oriented Quirks are looked down on and the ones without a Quirk are considered sub-human.”

All Might had the gall to look at Izuku in confusion.

“For fuck sake! Toshinori Yagi, do you even have the slightest idea how fucking hard is to exist without a Quirk, let alone get a job and live a normal life?!” Izuku reached for Stockpile and a Kinetic Enhancer, he combined them before going to the Nomu and hitting him at 100%. The power of Stockpile ran through the monster’s body and burst every cell it had, leaving it nothing more than a pile of mush that quickly found its way onto the floor. “When I was nine, only three out of ten Quirkless people were capable of getting into High School. Not because they are less evolved like the propaganda says but because of Quirkist behavior !” Izuku stopped himself from shouting, trying to suppress it while silently thanking his dad for spreading the rumor he had an Intelligence Quirk. “Have you ever bothered to look up how Quirkless people are treated after you got One For All?”

By this point, Izuku could bet Stockpile itself that Yagi was capable of holding his muscle form only because of how stiff he was from the question.

“Yagi, you have hurt me and many others in ways you cannot even comprehend and this isn’t about the activities you have with Inko or my blood connection to All for One.” Izuku turned away and started walking towards the exit.

He doesn’t want to look at Yagi’s or All Might’s faces in the near future.

Himiko enjoyed her bribe along with Itsuka and Kacchan when Izuku came out of the USJ. The teachers went to see what happened only for Izuku to Warp behind them and continue to walk towards her and of course the rest of the students.

“Is anyone in need of medical attention?” Izuku asked and many of the students responded in the negative, the rest explaining one over another that they were patched up by the teachers. “Good, because Warping 40-ish people resulted in the biggest migraine I’ve ever had and it has yet to fade.” He went to one of the busses and sat on the ground while resting his back on it.

Himiko walked to Izuku and handed him a muffin. Izuku gave a weak smile in appreciation before closing his eyes, probably ready to take a nap.

Nedzu was feeling like throwing something when he got the news about the attack 30 minutes later when it was already over. He doesn’t even know where to begin because there was no trace left of the Villains and the few who were awake didn’t give the most detailed testimonies either.

All that they knew was that someone called Tomura Shigaraki seemed to be the ringleader of it and his presumed Warping Quirk that uses sleeping gas as a medium was impossible to be traced.

There’s also Aizawa who was no use because Shigaraki did none of the fighting, letting this ‘Nomu’ do it for him. The said Nomu is also nothing more than some mush on the ground because Izuku Midoriya annihilated it with the intent of saving All Might with permission from the man himself.

Thankfully, they had the other oddity captured. The man with the mole-rat head… or at least the head that started growing the rest of its body, has been captured and placed in an airtight containment. The fact that he was unresponsive to the actions of the ones apprehending him indicated there wasn’t much, if any, of him left.

And if things couldn’t go worse, Nedzu’s phone starts ringing and he bets it is going to be bad news. He picked up the phone-

-Then threw it at the wall, shattering it in a dozen pieces as he saw who’s calling. He doesn’t even want to know how in the world Hisashi Midoriya appeared in his contact list.

But because the universe decided he doesn’t want Nedzu to have a moment of Peace, his computer opened up to his Emails and a new one appeared from, you guessed it, Hisashi Midoriya.

He sighed before opening it, knowing fully well that it is going to be filled with demands to know how and why UA couldn’t protect his son and why did his son have to help in the first place. All of that being hidden behind levels of professionalism and legal terms.

After the USJ, Izuku and the rest of the students were Questioned by Detective Naomasa Tsukauchi, a man that Izuku knew very well was aware of All Might’s real identity and Quirk.

The man’s Quirk was also quite interesting. From what Scanner was telling Izuku, the man was able to detect when someone was lying through their voice or facial features. The Quirk wasn’t directly telling the holder that but instead, it results in something very similar to a gut feeling so it wasn’t accurate. 

It is not like it mattered much for Izuku. He simply kept a neutral face, an even tone, and spoke half-truths so it wouldn’t trigger. It was honestly a miracle that Tsukauchi didn’t question why he is so calm compared to the rest but it could be explained if All Might told Tsukauchi about him. 

Why bother to dig deeper when it would be as hard as trying to get All for One to tell the truth?

Anyway, after a handshake that allowed him to copy the Quirk only once, he went to pick up Himiko and Warped to the Mistery Bar.

“You almost put a hole through my chest.” Tenko accused before Izuku could ever see him.

“... In my defense, Stockpile was set at 100% because I tried to put a hole in All Might when he wanted to know how to beat the Nomu.”

Tenko let out a hum. “So that's why All Might seemed less of an idiot every time he returned.”

“Anyway.” Izuku reached inside his Pocket Dimension and pulled out his and Himiko's backpacks. “Tomorrow's classes were canceled so the Hero commission can do an investigation on what happened.” He handed Himiko her backpack before continuing. “I suggest making some rumors that the reason this happened was that the Teaching Staff is incompetent in the first place.” 

“Aizawa's file would be enough to close the school.” Oboro explained, a hint of malice in his eyes.

“Weren't you two once friends?” Himiko questioned as she pulled out the flask with her drink containing blood.

Oboro shrugged. “Aizawa made it in the Hero Course through the Sports Festival and I died during the summer of my second year. You cannot really say I got to know him well enough in a bit over a year.” He took a glass and promptly shoved it in front of Himiko so she wouldn't drink straight out of the flask.

“I'm the only one drinking from it.” Himiko bickered before pouring herself a glass of the drink. “How bad is Aizawa's file anyway?” 

“He expelled 154 students in his 8 years of teaching.”

Oboro's answer made Himiko choke on her drink. “154!? That's over seven and a half classes.” She reached for a napkin from the bar's counter and wiped her face. “Has he even reached the second year?” 

“Nope. The few students who weren't expelled or made their way back into the Course using the Sports Festival just transferred to their sister class. It's not like anyone wants to have that asshole as a teacher.” Oboro turned in his mist form. From the fact he didn't realize why Himiko started laughing, he seemed to have forgotten he was pink at the moment. “Izuku, if you may?”

“And here I thought you'd like your new appearance.” Izuku started snickering at the flat look Oboro gave him. “Fine, turn off your Quirk, I can’t do it otherwise.” He instructed and Oboro complied. Once the mist was gone, Izuku added Organic Coloring to Warp Gate and used Forced Quirk Activation to change the color to the original one. “Now that this is solved. I think we should go to the meeting point.”

Oboro nodded as he covered himself in the mist of his normal dark-purple color and Tenko put on his helmet. Himiko waved at them as they each passed through Oboro’s portal.

Dabi watched as the Employers showed up and greeted everyone.

The guy from last night took a step forward. “Greetings, Ladies and Gentlemen, I am here to congratulate you for your performance and restraint during this mission.”

“So you only had us babysit some brats for half an hour?” One of the Villains asked.

“The short of it, yes.” There was a hint of amusement in his tone. “The long story is that I was testing you while taking extra precautions.”

“Test us for what?” MantIce asked besides Dabi.

“Tell me, MantIce, do you see anyone around you known for murder or a major crime?” MantIce looked around and so did many of the Villains. “That is because you were selected. People got in Villanny, not because of malicious intent but due to circumstances. I know for a fact that a third of people here have families, children that they have to feed and buy clothes for.” He snapped his fingers and Black Cloud seemed to nod. “Everyone look under their seat, there should be a bag there.”

As everyone got up to look, Dabi did the same and found nothing despite everyone else pulling up theirs.

“I don’t think I need to explain why there is money in the bags.” The guy let out a chuckle and many did the same. Dabi saw no one unsatisfied besides himself. “I want you all to know that the next time I hire you, All for One is a man of his word.”

The room warehouse went dead silent and Dabi wondered if he missed something.

“You can’t be serious!” A guy from the front rows shouted before getting on his feet, holding his money bag firmly in his right arm. “Yeah you fit the description but the man is dead! He has to be!” Shouts came from behind the man, all saying roughly the same thing as him.

“Hm. Are you willing to bet your Quirk on that statement?” The place went quiet once more. “I thought so.” The amusement returned. “But to answer your question...” Dabi felt his eyes widen in disbelief as the guy not only started floating, but orbs appeared at the end of his right arm’s fingertips, the fingers of the right arm elongated in tentacles, and some sort of metallic snakes came from behind him. “I have also forgotten to inform you all about the results of the mission. All Might was defeated but not killed, he will be capable of Hero Work but I highly doubt he can resist even an hour a day.”

Tomura Shigaraki stepped next to this ‘All for One’. “All for One is back and so are his services. A Quirk for a Favor and a Favor for a Quirk. For the ones who know, good. For the ones who don’t, keep your mouth shut and you might not die.”

Black Cloud stepped forward as well and everyone except Dabi and MantIce disappeared in a dark gas. “Dabi, MantIce, you are the last to be rewarded for your activities because we want something more than you.” He said before the three walked between the seats towards them.

“MantIce, I am afraid I have not finished what I started last night. Tell me, when did your Quirk mutate in passively lowering your body temperature?” All for One asked as a light came out of each palm.

“When I was supposed to hit puberty but… you know.” The man pointed to his insectoid head and All for One nodded.

“Well, it shouldn’t be too hard to fix.” All for One grabbed MantIce’s wrist and red electricity bounced around the man until the hand was removed. “Done.”

“That was all?!” MantIce asked in disbelief.

All for One nodded. “That was all.” He turned to Dabi. “Yesterday, I offered MantIce a Quirk as a sign of goodwill. If you give up on your petty life of a street thug, I can help you achieve whatever you want. All that I need is for you to do the same for me.”

Dabi gulped. In front of him was the man who broke every bone in his body and healed them back except for his leg. The same man was now promising the impossible but Dabi believed that the man was actually capable of it.

He doesn’t know what propelled him to stretch his hand for a handshake but he did it. When All for One took it, Dabi felt a surge of pain in his entire body and the sensation of needles piercing in his tongue. One All for One let go of his hand, Dabi fell to the floor and started hyperventilating. It took him way too long to realize that every time he exhaled, a jet of blue flames was leaving his mouth.

“I gave you a copy of a Fire Breathing Quirk. The Quirk has full-body fire and heat resistance but it will take weeks until it adapts to the power of your flames. Try not to use either until then.” A bag of paper was dropped in front of him, twice the size of the ones seen at the rest and hopefully twice as heavy. “I look forward to working with both of you.” He said before Black Cloud created a portal. “Oh, and if you do a good job next time, I might fix that ugly face of yours.”