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Izuku ran into an alley way, swallowing as he glanced behind with fear rushing through his body. He couldn't afford to get caught, he didn't know what was happening. His friends, family, and the Pro Heroes were all acting strange, like they were all being controlled or something of the sorts.
According to the past users, the reason he himself wasn't being controlled was due to One For All being naturally able to repel any attempts to take over his mind. It didn't leave him with that much hope though, people who could control others were far more common then people who were immune to controlling.
Which meant he might be one of only a few Heroes in training and Pro Heroes that weren't affected, although considering that fact that his classmates and everyone had turned on him. Made it a very real possibility that anyone else immune, would end up being found and taken or killed.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god." Izuku repeated, clutching his green hair and tears fell down from his cheeks, this was a nightmare." I don't know what to do...I don't know what's happening."
'Calm down, ninth!' Second's voice snapped and Izuku froze for a moment.' Freaking out isn't solving anything, instead of panicking, try finding a solution to your problems. You won't last long if you don't pull yourself together!'
Izuku swallowed, before taking a deep breath and moving quietly around down the narrow alley way, his steps dead silent from practice in UA and hiding from Bakugou for so many years. He kept his ears open and scanned each turn carefully as he walked through, hoping that he wouldn't be spotted by any of the camera's surrounding the area.
He thought back a few days ago, too when he and the rest of the class were forced to undergo a special class. The class had been odd, not remotely like a Heroics class and yet by the end of it everything had gone on like normal. Other then a few people lashing out at one another, he was fairly certain a couple of people from Class 1-B had been expelled after the class too.
It was looking like whoever was controlling his friends and family weren't good, at all. It filled him with worry, wondering if this entire situation would ever be solved as it also appeared the Pro Heroes were also affected, although how so many fell into a trap or something was beyond Izuku.
'Kid, you need to ditch your red shoes and anything on you that screams All Might, I would also suggest dying your hair and getting some contacts.' Third stated, making Izuku flinch at the idea of stealing.' Right now, your priority is to survive and everything else comes second, otherwise you won't get out of this alive. We cannot rely on the Heroes to save you, so in this case you need to step up and save yourself.'
Izuku reluctantly sent back a feeling of confirmation, before he shrugged off his red shoes and was grateful that he had enough practice with Black-Whip to create a protective layer underneath his socks.
Once he had taken off all All Might merch, relieved he didn't have any limited edition stuff with him today, he pulled up his blue hoodie and moved toward the nearest hair dresser store. It would be the best way of find a good hair dye, plus due to it having started to turn dark, he shouldn't have to worry about people being there.
He followed Second's directions as he powered the system down so he wouldn't trigger any alarms, before he entered and took several boxes of hair dye and gel. Looking around he spotted a bowl of candy and dumped as much as he could in his back back, even if it was bad and wouldn't sustain him, it would provide some form of energy.
Then he exited the shop, paling as he heard sirens going off in the distance. The police were almost here and that meant the Pro Heroes were even closer, he needed to get out of the area as fast as possible and so he powered One For All up and fled.
He was seriously pushing his limits, but he had little to no choice and so he ignored the protesting his body gave as he rushed through the city, ducking into different routes and avoiding as many cameras as he could. It was at this moment he wished one of the past users had a EMP Quirk, it would have made it so he could destroy the electricity in an area and prevent the cameras from turning on.
Finally he reached an abandoned building and tucked in, before immediately digging out the hair dye supplies. He could find the contacts later, for now he should get rid of his most obvious identifying feature and that was his hair.
However he winced at color of the hair dye he had taken, it was an brown, one similar to the Second user's. He sighed, but then got an idea and with a grin he unboxed the hair dye and placed it next to a slightly broken sink and began using rain water from a recent downpour to start dying his hair.
By the time it was done Izuku looked took a deep breath after putting the last hair gel on, opening his eyes and seeing the finished product. He looked similar, but his hair was an exact copy of the Second user's and he grinned with satisfaction, before turning and grabbing a pair of old sunglasses and leaving the building once more.
He walked down the street freely, after all, no civilians seemed to be affected. The only ones appeared to be the Pro Heroes and the Heroes in training.
Which meant he was able to enter a restaurant for food, pretending to be blind, but able to accurately move with the use of a passive Quirk. It wasn't a complete lie, he was able to use Danger Sense to navigate while he didn't have any way of using his eyes. He got his food, ate, before getting up and asking where the nearest costume store was.
Once he got the directions he made his way out of the restaurant, walking down the street and keeping a close eye on the Heroes patrolling the area. He swallowed every time he passed one, tensing and prepared for any of the Heroes potentially seeing through his disguise and yet, not one single Hero noticed a thing.
He reached the costume store and entered, immediately walking towards the contact lenses and hesitating. He loved his green eyes, but they were much to noticable and he knew hazel might still gain attention...he needed a color as far form green as possible and that left red or white and he wasn't willing to walk around with white eyes.
So Izuku bought the contact lenses and left the store, heading into a nearby alley and carefully placing the contacts into his eyes and taking a deep breath. He had effectively hidden his physical identity, yet now he needed to hid his actual identity and that meant a new name and back story.
'What do you think of...Nisokudo Heitai?' Izuku suggested and instantly shock flooded through One For All, the sound of Second inhaling sharply was heard.' Did I say something wrong, why are you surprised?'
'That's my name, you just said my name.' Secon-no Nisokudo stated and Izuku winced, suddenly feeling awkward as he turned to continue walking.' Ninth, stop and turn to look at your reflection, don't argue, this is important.'
Izuku did as he was told, before turning and freezing stiff, staring back at him from the reflection was what appeared to be a brown haired Bakugou or teenage Nisokudo. He swallowed, the red eyes and spiky brown hair taunting him as he tried to avoid reacting to his own reflection.
He turned again, before moving to walk down the street, his mind whirling a million miles a minute as he tried his hardest to figure out what was going on.
'How is that possible, for everything to line up perfectly so I look like Second and even pick his name up?' Izuku thought frantically to the Vestiges, all of which seemed to be paying close attention currently.' Did Second somehow influence my decision on hair dye, eye contacts, and name?'
'I don't know...' Nisokudo whispered, his voice uncharacteristically soft.' I don't think it was a leak from me though, One For All doesn't work like that.'
With a shaky breath, Izuku just shoved it out of his mind and began walking slightly faster as he noticed a couple of Heroes following him. He didn't think that the Heroes knew who he was, but he must have done something to gain their attention. His heart was racing, his mouth feeling dry as he tried to move as calmly away from them and into crowded areas to get them to lose his trail.
About an hour of back tracking and round about ways around, he finally allowed himself to believe he had lost them. Although he did make sure he stayed on guard, it was the only thing he could do right now.
With that he curled up in an abandoned building, biting his lip as he let a few tears escape his eyes.
Izuku crouched on top of a roof in the middle of the night, staring at the people running around below, doing their own things. He had long since stopped wearing normal clothing, which only lead him to looking even more like Nisokudo. It was jarring, yet he could help but push it away as he had to survive in a world that would kill him if they found he was not controlled like the other Pro Heroes and Heroes in training.
Nearly four years ago he had been broadcast on every single platform declaring him a wanted fugitive, explaining he had tried to kill the entirety of UA and was stopped by the Pro's before escaping.
As much as it angered him, he knew there was nothing he could do as he himself wasn't sure what the issue even was. He didn't know what was causing this or how, he certainly didn't understand why only Pro Heroes, Heroes in training, and Villains were being affected. There was no one he could rely on, although he did mourn the death of All Might who had apparently been killed in an accident.
"I'm scared." Izuku whimpered softly, tears running down his cheeks." I don't what's happening, I just wish this nightmare would end."
"Oh, Ninth..." Nana whispered her translucent form floating over to him." I wish we knew what was happening, none of the others understand whats going on either...I'm so sorry sweetie."
Izuku just buried his head into his arm, before the sound of voices spoke and he rushed over to the edge of the building, paling at the sight of fourteen Heroes approaching the building. He cursed and shot to his feet, the form of Nana flickering away to let him concentrate on the escape plan.
He packed as much essentials as he could in his backpack, before strapping his military vest on and rushing through the building to the opposite side that he saw the Heroes approaching from, only to freeze in horror. They were attacking from multiple sides, he couldn't possible fight all of these Pro Heroes, he glanced around for another escape method.
"Fuck." Izuku cursed, before reaching into his vest and pulling out his most recent notebook, one he had dedicated for jotting down his experience with the strange behaviour of the Pro Heroes.
Swallowing he tucked it into his vest once more, before glancing around and decided if he wasn't going to be able to escape, then he would fight regardless of the outcome. It was his only sliver of chance to escape, regardless of how astronomically low the chance truly was for him.
He went around a large corner, before releasing Smokescreen and letting Danger Sense guide him through, occasionally picking of Heroes with Black Whip.
However he didn't expect one of them to have a wind Quirk and he cursed as his cover was blown by a large gust of wind, he dodged as the Heroes started firing dangerous Quirks at him and he instantly knew it wasn't a capture mission for them, it was a kill mission. With a growl he turned before using Gear Shift to make his body go as fast as it could through many Heroes and grinning as he used a small percentage of One For All to knock every Hero unconscious.
Once he was done, he turned around the corner, only to be shot directly in the chest by a bullet. He looked up to see Aizawa staring at him, black eyes glowing red and hair standing upwards, indicating he didn't have his Quirk at the moment.
He took a step back, swallowing as he realized he was being pressed towards an open window, he was currently twenty stories up on top of a building and if he fell...he would certainly die. However compared to death from his friends, the idea was much more appealing and so he choked back his emotions as he stared Aizawa dead in the eyes and allowed himself to fall backwards out of the building.
He felt the wind passing through his hair, before he slammed into the ground and everything went black.
Izuku blinked his eyes open to find himself in a street, not anywhere near a tall building and he frowned. His entire body tense, because someone without a extremely powerful regeneration Quirk would not have survived that fall and none of the users had a Quirk like that.
Now that he thought about it, he didn't feel any of the Vestiges or One For All and he froze as none of their Quirk's were there either, none except for Gear Shift. The Quirk much weaker then he remembered it though, making him panic and hold back tears of distress. He stood shakily and looked around the area, noticing the state of the city was horrible compared to the way it had looked before.
Broken cars, partially destroyed houses, and litter surrounded him as he turned around slowly, swallowing at the horrific sight.
With the Vestiges and most of his Quirk's other then Gear Shift, gone, he knew that the most important thing would be finding out how long he'd been unconscious for. So he jogged over to a paper that was blowing in the wind, picking it up and checking the date. He nearly dropped it though when he saw, his heart racing with panic and fear, checking his vest for anything that might have been taken before he woke up.
However everything was in place, indicating that no one had taken anything, but there was a small piece of paper that he spotted that wasn't there before he had almost died. He opened it slowly, reading it over and his heart dropped to his feet.
***
Dear Deku
If your reading this, it means I succeeded in sending you back two hundred years to the Dawn of Quirks era. Yesterday was my eleventh birthday and during Dads mission to kill you, I hid inside the transport vehicle. I believe your the worlds only hope now, from the meetings I overhear Dad...All For One used an invention of his Doctor to infect every single Pro Hero, Hero in training, and Villain with a specialized Nomu that is microscopic. It allows him to control everything, your immune to it because of One For All and the nature of your Quirk. I know it's a lot to ask, but please sent things into motion a way to prevent this from happening at all costs or our friends and family will never return to normal.
Also while I write this, I should tell you a secret that I overheard Shigaraki and Dad talking about, apparently you were an experiment on creating a Quirk more powerful then All For One. I am afraid that the reason your being hunted so badly isn't due to the fact your immune, but due to the fact that you, Izuku Midoriya, are in fact All For One's child...I hope this doesn't break your spirit as, like I said before, your our only hope now.
Stay safe and I'm sorry
Eri
***
Izuku stared numbly at the letter, rereading it several times and trying to process the fact he had been sent back as the worlds only hope against All For One. Not only that but apparently he was the mans son, an experiment on creating a Quirk more powerful then even All For One.
He inhaled as he leaned against a building wall, running his hands down his cheeks, before a sound to the left broke him from his thoughts. He turned just in time for a gun to be trained to his head, a familiar blonde man with his hair drawn up in a pony tail stared at him coldly.
"State your name, age, and why your in our base!" The man barked and Izuku froze, before remembering the name he had been going by for nearly four years and he swallowed...the meaning behind why he ended up looking like Nisokudo kicking in...he was Nisokudo.
"Nisokudo Heitai, twenty, and I am here because I've been on the run from a man for nearly four years." Izuku-no Nisokudo stated, he shouldn't use the name he used go by as it would cause issues during the past." I came here, cause I heard there were people who would help me kill a certain man..."
Silence fell between the two, before the man lowered his gun and checked the area nervously.
"Fine, we'll take you to our current leader." Third stated and Nisokudo nodded, before the man lead him towards one of the buildings that were in bad shape." Names Santou Kurikaesu by the way."