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It was a crisp spring morning, nearly a cloud in the sky. The cherry blossoms were starting to bloom as eager students rushed to take their entrance exams for their next stages of education. We find various students standing in front of massive gates, stretching their limbs as to prepare for strenuous activity. These young students were hero hopefuls, trying to gain admittance into U.A. Universities hero course. Many were wearing track suits, work out clothes that weren't too loose or fit around their bodies, and some were wearing some machines.

A Few children had certain appearances like longer limbs, animal features, or even mechanical parts. One such student had mufflers coming from their thighs, dressed in a blue track suits with dark blue hair and square framed glasses. He was a stiff student that followed the rules to the letter, respecting those that came before him, and never questioning authority. Right now he was keeping an eye on a particular student.

No, it was neither the frog girl nor the person with webbed arms and a mask. His parents and brother taught him better than to stare at those with mutation type quirks since they may either take offense or be self conscious regarding their appearance. It also wasn't the nervous girl near the gate, most likely trying to calm herself down. His eyes were trained on a curly green haired individual with dark roots. The boy had no obvious mutations, but he was clearly a rule breaker.

The engine boy marched towards the green haired adolescent. "Excuse me! I believe you are breaking the rules of this sacred exam."

The green haired teen turned towards the loud voice, as did a few other test takers. "I beg your pardon?"

"You are clearly violating the rules by using that equipment!", Engines yelled while chopping his arms like a robot. A few people chuckled at the action while others snickered at the foolish test taker being called out.

The green haired male tilted his head. "I'm afraid there's been a misunderstanding. I filled out all the necessary paperwork for my support items, even building them myself." The teen reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out some paper. "I have copies of the request forms during the physical portion of the exam."

The teen with mufflers looked over the forms, nothing that everything was in order. "My apologies! I assumed you were a delinquent trying to either cheat of sabotage the other examiners!", exclaimed mufflers as he bowed at a perfect ninety degree angle.

"No problem. This exam has everyone stressed out, tensions running high on trying to earn a spot in the most prestigious hero course in Japan if not the world." He reached his hand out as a sign of good fate. "I'm Izuku, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"A pleasure to meet you Izuku-san. My name is Iida Tenya!", replied mufflers as he shook Izuku's hand.

Izuku muttered, "Iida? Iida? Oh! You must be related to Pro Hero Ingenium. I must say it's quite an honor to meet a member of the famous Iida family, but I should have deduced that easily from those engines coming from your legs."

The two got into a small discuss regarding Ingenium, a reliable hero that employs more sidekicks than any hero in Japan, applying effective teamwork to track and capture various heroes. Many were now staring, but not at the two excitable teens. Rather they were staring at Izuku's support gear. Most brought some light armor or something to help with their quirks, but Izuku's took the whole cake factory.

He was sitting inside a floating metallic sphere with small red fins on the side, a glass visor at the front, and a small green circle just under that. If the floating contraption wasn't enough then the two standing beside it were equally shocking. Two different robots in stature and color stood by his side arms crossed. One was tall and lean with a gold color scheme while the other was short with a silver color scheme and slightly pudgy.

The silver one spoke up, "Doctor I don't mean to interrupt, but the exam is starting soon."

Izuku stopped his conversation. "Ah yes, thank you Bocoe."

The gold one talked next, "It's best we remained focused seeing as there are no countdowns in combat."

"Excellent observation and reasoning Decoe.", Izuku addressed the robots. "Iida-san meet my assistants Bocoe and Decoe, my greatest creations to date."

That shocked everyone around. A test takers their age created a floating vehicle and two robots?! He must have an amazing intelligence or technology quirk to create things that amazing. Iida congratulated him on creating them, referring to Decoe and Bocoe as things which offended them.

Bocoe responded, "How rude! We are sentient machines with feelings thank you!"

Decoe added, "How would you like it if we called you a cyborg with those mufflers coming from your legs?!"

Izuku waved his hands in a calming motion. "Now, now let's all calm down. I'm sure Iida-san didn't mean to offend you both." Izuku then turned to address not just Iida, but all test takers. "Listen up Decoe and Bocoe are sentient robots and are not to be targeted during the exam. Seeing as how they are registered as support items any harm inflicted on them will be classified as sabotaging a test takers. They are worth nothing except an immediate disqualification from the exam. Please be respectful of them and myself."

A random test taker asked, "What's to stop them from sabotaging us?"

Many agreed with that question about to hound the trio until an announcement came from the intercom. "AND START!!!" The massive gates opened as everyone just stood there. "WELL?! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?! THAT FLYING KID AND HIS ROBOTS ARE ALREADY AHEAD!"

It's true. As the examiners were standing there Izuku, Bocoe, and Decoe had made a mad dash past them, dismantling any robots that came their way. Everyone else rushed as soon as they got over their shock and followed. Iida had used the engines in his legs to give himself a speed boost not only to distance himself from other test takers, but to add some power to his kicks. A girl with rosy cheeks simply touched the robots, making them float, and smashing them onto the ground. The frog girl was clinging to the side of the building, scouting for robots to destroy and fellow test takers to save from harm. After all what is a hero if they don't save others.

Izuku fired a small beam from his floating machine while Bocoe and Decoe smashed robots, even taking a few out that tried and failed to sneak up on fellow examiners. Before long a strong rumbling overtook the fake city their physical test was taking place before a behemoth of metal smashed through a three story building. Many fled at the site to the zero pointer, but Izuku stopped once her heard a voice cry for help.

He turned to find a rosy cheeked girl pinned under rubble and what's worse? The hulking monstrosity of metal about to run her over! "Decoe! Bocoe! Help me free her and stop that behemoth!", screamed Izuku. Decoe and Bocoe both saluted and rushed to help free the young lady. Izuku flew up towards the zero pointer, blasted a hole big enough for him to enter, and started disconnecting wires. Good thing he wore his electrician gloves so he wouldn't get electrocuted.

The zero pointer started to spasm and spark, edging closer to the pinned girl. Bocoe and Decoe were able to lift the rubble from her ankle and gently lifted her up so as not to agitated the injury. As the zero pointers head tilted downwards something fell out of the hole. It was Izuku falling to the ground as his flier was smoking. Izuku mumbled, "Darn, overheated the laser function and now the controls won't respond!"

as he was falling to the ground a soft pain originated from his cheek. He suddenly floated just inches off the ground. "Release.", the rose cheeked girl stated before she barfed a rainbow. A RAINBOW! Was he hallucinating or was that a side effect of her quirk? Before long an elderly lady with a syringe cane walked around the testing site, handing out gummy candies as she congratulated all of them. She quickly healed the rosy cheeks girls ankle and walked over to Izuku.

She whacked him on the head with her cane. "What type of reckless plan was that?! You're lucky that the zero pointer didn't destroy another building as it lost control or accelerated and crushed that girl!"

"It was a calculated risk. Besides Bocoe and Decoe are tougher than they look."

The school nurse left after handing him a few gummy candies and another whack on the head for good measure. Honestly she could heal almost any physical injury with her quirk, but sadly stupidity wasn't on that list. Just look at Toshinori and how often her and Sorahiko tried to heal his recklessness.

All examiners left their testing sites, nervously waiting for when their letters would come next week with their results. many had a second plan with chosing general education, hoping to impress the hero course during the sports festival for entree next year. Some were smug thinking U.A. wouldn't be stupid enough to reject them and their perfect quirks. As Izuku was leaving someone spotted him, sending a heated glare his way.

"Deku!"

TO BE CONTINUED

Chapter Text

Musutafu, a small city in Japan, filled with everyday people going about their daily lives. In this ordinary town you would observe things like in any other town with heroes patrolling the streets, children playing in the local park, and adults filling the train station. Within this town there are a few noteworthy buildings such as the Bakugo residence with houses a family of three, a modest apartment housing another family of three, but we'll get to that later, the final place is a building found on the outskirts of the city.

A small two story building, broken windows, and weeds swaying in the wind at its entrance. Paint chipping away at the walls revealing the exterior being made of brick with wooden floors and ceiling. The double doors serving as the main entrance were barely holding on, one loud slam away from falling off their hinges. It is on the second floor that one window remains undamaged, glistening in the afternoon sunlight, the person behind it is the building's sole occupant.

The room was organized with a shelf in the corner filled with various books on engineering, programming, science, robotics, and quantum physics. A small futon laid in the corner farthest from the door folded neatly. Right next to the window was a metal desk filled with various parts and pieces, the drawers serving as toolboxes filled with assorted wires, nuts and bolts, and gadgets. A young child sat hunched over, goggles covering his face as they tinkered with a small machine, as the small clanking of metal filled with air with the young child's humming.

"Almost, Almost.......and there!", the child celebrated in a small victory. He gently laid the device down on the table with shaking hands, eagerly awaiting to see it work.He pressed the button on the side and saw the screen light up in a soft blue glow, displaying the current time and date with a generic background. "Ha! Finally fixed you. Now I have a phone of my own." his mood however took a sudden downturn. "Now if only I had someone to call."

This child was Izuku, one week after his U.A. Entrance Exam. Over the week he had gone back to a nearby beach that everyone for some reason used as a dumping ground. He would go there occasionally to collect scrap, taking whatever usable parts for his tinkering, and take the unusable findings to the scrapyard for some extra money. Sure it wasn't a lot, but some people have to take what they can get. He even found a whole truck! Who in the right mind would throw away a truck?! Sure it was a little rusty with three flat tires, but the engine still worked. Honestly, it's amazing what some people will throw away.

As he peeked out the window he noticed a confused looking man looking at the entrance. He yelled at the man to be heard, "Is there a reason you're out here?"

"I'm the mailman and I was wondering if I had the right address. Are you Izuku?"

"Yeah why?", answered the child. If this man was secretly a villain Izuku could always turn towards certain weapons he had stored in the suitcases near his bookshelf. One to leave no evidence of the person and the other to leave them with a fate worse than death, if only they didn't keep breaking after a single use. He lost count of how many times he's had to reconstruct them with subpar materials.

"I got your letter from U.A. University.", announced the mailman. Izuku used the small zoom function on his goggles to see the emblem of the university and made his way down to the front door. The main stairway to the main floor was rotten and unstable to support anyone's weight. He stepped on a small wooden panel and let gravity do the work. The wooden panel had some metal framing attached to a rope with a weighted rock on the end. A pulley system he set up some years ago when he learned the stairs were unsafe. Once he reached the ground floor he secured the panel with another rock to prevent it from going up.

He tanked the mailman and went back to his room. The envelope felt a bit heavier than what you would expect a letter to be. Once he got to his desk he opened it to reveal a circular device with three buttons on the side. The left two for volume control and the right one to start it. He pressed the button on the right and anxiously awaited his results. "I AM HERE AS A PROJECTION!"

That startled Izuku, not just from the volume, but that the message announcer was him, the so-called symbol of peace, All Might. Izuku would admit that he did good work helping civilians, but did he have to be so loud?! Thank Nezu for the volume button.

"NOW IZUKU YOU SCORED RATHER WELL IN THE WRITTEN PART OF THE EXAM SCORING 110 POINTS! YOU EVEN ANSWERED THE EXTRA CREDIT QUESTIONS CORRECTLY AND FIXED A FEW MISTAKES.", Izuku gave a smug grin at that bit of information. Some of those questions didn't have the right answer so he corrected them, even wrote a small note detailing how wrong they were. It pays to have a three hundred IQ.

All Might continued, "NOW ON TO THE PHYSICAL PORTION! YOU SCORED 35 VILLAIN POINTS ON YOUR OWN, USUALLY NOT ENOUGH TO PASS! HOWEVER YOUR ROBOTS MANAGED TO SCORE 29 POINTS BETWEEN THEM MAKING YOUR TOTAL VILLAIN POINTS 64! FURTHER MORE CHECK THIS OUT!", announced the blonde buffoon. Izuku watched as Iida-san and the rosy cheeked girl talked to Present Mic, talking about how he helped and even saved them, stating he had heroic potential. That honestly brought a tear to his eye, but if they knew his quirk status they would probably be singing a different tune. "YOUR ACTIONS INSPIRED OTHERS AND SHOWED THE TRUE ATTITUDE OF A HERO! A SMALL PANEL OF JUDGES AWARDED POINTS FOR THIS BEHAVIOR! IZUKU 40 RESCUE POINTS! URARAKA OCHACA 25 POINTS! THIS HAS EARNED YOU A TOTAL OF 104 POINTS FOR THE PHYSICAL MAKING YOUR TOTAL 214, BEATING MY RECORD!"

'I broke his record?!', thought Izuku in both shock and delight. Him, a quirkless child, broke All Might's record. Take that Aldera school district! Who's laughing now?!

"CONGRATULATIONS! THIS IS YOUR HERO ACADEMIA!"

Izuku was shaking from joy. He had done what nobody would've expected. In the distance he heard an explosion, mostly likely Katsuki throwing a tantrum. He couldn't wait to shove it in his face.

(THE NEXT DAY, ALDERA HIGH SCHOOL)

Izuku found himself pinned to a wall by an enraged dandelion looking bastard. A girl with fluffy yellow and green hair standing nearby watching it all unfurl with boredom. The enraged dandelion was Bakugo Katsuki, a prideful delusional brat that thinks he's all that. The lone girl with them was Tanpopo Yagi, daughter of Toshinori Yagi who works at Might Tower as a secretary.

"What cheap ass trick did you use to cheat on the exam nerd?!", asked an enraged Bakugo. Izuku just calmly picked his ear clean and remarked, "Could you speak any louder? I don't think the people in America heard you properly." This comment earned him a scorching sensation from the hand near his neck. "I'm not playing games nerd! You're gonna resign your acceptance from U.A. and stay in your place."

Izuku was honestly tuning him out by this point. Bakugo thought the world revolved around him with that blasted ego of his making Jupiter look like a grain of sand in comparison. Honestly an origin story. What does he think he is a protagonist in a shonen anime? Yagi was just looking at the scene, never lifting a finger to help. For someone that wanted to be a hero she sure didn't do anything to curb Bakugo's bullying habits. Being a bystander, if not an enabler, was just as bad as being the bully themselves.

"Do you understand deku?!"

Izuku just reached out and forcefully gripped Bakugo's wrist, twisting it until he was free, and Katsuki was on the ground. "Do you ever shut up?", Izuku asked in a cold, calm voice. "The world doesn't revolve around you. You are a pompous, arrogant shit stain that has misused his power to bully, harass, and belittle others. All for the sake of your fragile ego with your misguided views of life. You aren't a hero Bakugo-san. You're a villain, a ticking time bomb just waiting to explode."

Katsuki tried to wretch himself free, but Izuku had quite the grip. "I can already see it. massive property damage, civilians calling for your license to be revoked as you are forced to pay back every yen you owe them. With that disgusting attitude you will never be the number one hero, not even in the top thousand. All you will be is a footnote in history. Katsuki Bakugo, one of the worst heroes ever produced."

"The fuck does that make you Deku?! Huh? You're some quirkless nobody whose parents didn't even want him!"

Izuku's grip slacked a bit allowing Bakugo to gain some distance. Shut up, he wasn't running from Deku! Just needed some time to think about his next move. "Unlike you and the passing fad that's heroics Bakugo I plan to build a legacy. My inventions shall outlive us, making life easy for the everyday man. I'll be remembered for my brilliance, my contribution to the general public. Children will learn about me in school with a whole chapter, maybe even an autobiography to inspire others and nothing, not even the heroes of the future will be able to tear it down."

Izuku walked away from them, arms folded behind his back. He turned his head to give them both a simple glance. "I've grown from that sniveling child on the playground Bakugo-san. When will you?"

When the school day ended Bakugo barely made a sound which both relieved his classmates and frightened them. Even his lackeys didn't dare approach him. Izuku left that cesspool with his head held high, after all next month they begin at U.A. University. It was time to begin his journey into the world of heroics, make his statement, and he knew just the perfect time for that.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Izuku, Bocoe, and Decoe stood outside the abandoned orphanage that had served as their home for the last few years, or in Izuku's case his entire life, boxes and suitcases in front of them. They all took one last look at the building, a large piece of yellow tape reading 'CONDEMNED' stuck to the front door. Their home, base of their operations, had finally been approved for demolition. Of course once the city inspector came around to find them living there he notified them on what was about to happen.

Decoe sighed, "I can't believe it. It feels like the end of an era to me."

"It feels like just yesterday the doctor turned us online in this very building.", Bocoe reminisced. Their first time helping the doctor with an invention, the time they found a small liter of kittens abandoned in the rain, and all the doctor's failed attempts at cooking.

"Stop being so dramatic you two. Besides U.A. university has a dorm system which is where we will be staying for the foreseeable future.", stated Izuku with a deadpanned look. Why did he have to build sentient robots with actual emotions? Oh right, crippling loneliness.

Bocoe questioned, "Why not just buy a new house? You still have the funds." Decoe nodded at the statement, citing that the doctor was actually rich.

"Because needlessly spending money is just a waste. Always focus on the necessities first, then focus on fun.", grumbled Izuku. That and he didn't want to draw attention to himself or risk a certain classmate in desperate need of anger management possibly destroying his home. That boy either needs a Texas Smash to the back of the head or the best therapist on the planet.

The trio lifted their boxes and strapped their backpacks on, making the way to their future home for the next three years. As they were waiting at the station a few people gave them glances, wondering where they were moving to. Izuku spotted a muscular male on the train with webbed arms, silver white hair, and a face mask carrying two boxes with him. Izuku walked over and introduced himself, "Doctor Izuku, pleased to meet you."

A mouth formed at the end of the arm replacing the hand. "Mezou Shouji." Izuku was a little fascinated at seeing a quirk like this at play before his very eyes. Was it just mouths or could he create other appendages like feet, ears, and eyes? Could he spawn multiple arms to create even more extra appendages? Where did the flesh come from? Was there a regenerative aspect In case any of them were severed? What was the maximum limit?

At the look Shouji was giving and the slightly startled looks many passengers were giving him he came to a realization. "I said that all out loud, didn't I?"

"Yep."

Izuku just sighed and apologized. It was an old habit of his when seeing a new quirk in action, but every now and again it rears its head like that childhood fear that you mainly find embarrassing. Shouji assured him that he wasn't offended in any way and even answered some of his questions. Yes, he could create extra appendages not just mouths. He can also spawn other arms to increase the number of extra appendages. He wasn't sure where the extra flesh came from, but it appears to drain his stamina. Yes, he could regenerate so long as it wasn't his original hands, only a copy. The limit depended on his stamina and how far he pushed himself.

"If I'm not mistaken you were in my testing field during the day of the entrance exam. I take it you've been accepted into the hero course as well?"

"Indeed. I've always loved helping people no matter what they think of my appearance."

"Quite noble. Glad to see another heteromorph quirk user aiming for heroism like Gang Orca."

"He's actually one of my inspirations. He does good work, runs a local aquarium where he gives tours, and donates to various charities."

The two talked about their favorite heroes until their train stopped at their designated station. Both students, accompanied by Bocoe and Decoe, entered U.A. university and made their way to the dorms for class 1-A. When they entered the common room they found a pink skinned girl with fluffy hair and yellow horns sitting on the couch with a pair of floating clothes. In the kitchen a trio could be found conserving with one another, a girl with cords dangling from her ears, a mature looking woman with a big ponytail, and a male with spiky brown hair and big lips.

They looked at the floor plan to find that Izuku, Bocoe, and Decoe were on the fifth floor while Shouji was on the third floor next to a Kirishima and Aoyama. Shouji took the elevator while Izuku and his robots took the stairs. Yes, walking up five slights of stairs is exhausting, but it's a great exercise for the body. Once everything was unpacked Izuku, Bocoe, and Decoe decided to go to the common room. He found Shouji talking to a quiet boy whose head resembled a rock and a girl with wide eyes and big hands. He made his way to the kitchen to find the big lipped boy pulling out a chiffon cake, icing bags laying on the counter nearby with a few strawberries. He helped himself to a cup of tea, occasionally joining in on the two girls conversing.

He learned that the earphone jacked girl was named Kyouka Jirou, who had a vast knowledge of music. Maybe she could recommend him some tunes to listen to while he tickers. He learned that the mature looking girl with the ponytail was Yaoyorozu Momo, the Yaoyorozu Heiress! Izuku may be rich with four degrees in various fields, but he felt poor just standing next to this girl! When it came into question about the Yaoyorozu family and their wealth the answer was always 'Yes'.

LATER THAT NIGHT

After everyone had moved in someone had suggested an ice breaking party. For some reason a student with white and red hair pulled a pick ax from behind his back. So that's what it's like to see someone pull something from out of nowhere. No wonder his previous classmates were a little put off by him pulling his notebooks out of nowhere.

Yaoyorozu-san face palmed and stated, "Not literally Todoroki-san." Todoroki-san put away the pick ax as a boy with yellow hair looked behind Todoroki-san. Only to not find the pick ax! Where did it go?!

The pink skinned girl bounced in her seat and called out, "Hey everyone! Since we'll be classmates for the next few years let's get to know each other!" She raised her hand and introduced herself. "I'm Ashido Mina! I love break dancing and having loads of fun. I hate bullies and quirkist people like the creature rejection clan. My quirk is Acid which lets me produce various acids and bases."

"Pleasure to meet you Ashido-san. My name is Iida Tenya. I love learning and following the rules. I despise rule breakers and anarchy. My quirk is Engine which allows me to run at various speeds depending on which gear I'm using.", Iida introduced himself while doing a hand chopping motion. Is he secretly part robot or did the stick up his ass replace his bones somehow after growing?

"Sup people! I'm Kirishima Eijiro! I love determined people and anything MANLY like Crimson Riot! Like my horn buddy Ashido I can't stand bullies! Picking on those that can't defend themselves isn't MANLY at all! My quirk is Hardening, which makes me as hard so long as I have stamina to spare!", proclaimed a boy with red spiked hair and razor sharp teeth. Does he have any idea how that last sentence could be interpreted?

"I'm Asui Tsuyu kero. You can all call me Tsu though. I love my family and a relaxing swim every now and then. I also can't stand the creature rejection clan since they keep mailing us letters that make my siblings cry. My quirk is called Frog. It allows me to do anything a frog can do kero.", a girl introduced herself with a blank look on her face. She was rather blunt and straightforward, but at least she was kind.

The big lipped kid went next, "Hey everyone I'm Rikido Sato. I love baking and luchador fights. I can't stand those that waste food or disrespect peoples cooking. My quirk is called Sugar Rush which increases my strength depending on how much sugar I eat."

One by one everyone introduced themselves from the energetic Hagakure Tooru to the perverted Minoru Mineta, whom the girls felt a shiver of disgust directed towards when he kept glancing at their 'assets'. Katsuki's introduction left a few ears ringing from the explosions he let off to show his 'superiority'. Yagi-san only stated her quirk was telekinetic in nature and left it at that. Eventually only two students remained.

"I am Todoroki Shouto. I like cold soba and my siblings and mother. I don't outright hate my father, but I do dislike him for reasons. My quirk is half hot half cold allowing me to create either freezing ice or searing flames.", introduced the boy with a burn scar on his face.

Finally it was his turn. "A pleasure to meet you all. I'm Doctor Izuku, no last name I'm afraid. I love robotics, engineering, science, and quirk analysis. I despise quirkist people and hope to one day change the world for the better with my inventions. As for my quirk status...." Here comes the part he was dreading. The one word that everyone judged him for. Something he never had any control over, but everyone hated him for. "I'm quirkless."

"Dude you took the entrance exam and passed all without a quirk?", asked the red head. He flexed his arm with a wide toothy grin. "That's so MANLY!" Others congratulated Izuku on managing such a feat, but some disagreed.

"The fucks wrong with you bastards?! This freaking null had to have cheated to get into U.A. university! He doesn't belong here!"

A teen with a muscular tail glared at Bakugo-san. "Dude nobody uses the term 'null' anymore. It's incredibly offensive."

"What's it to you tail boy?!"

"My mother happens to be quirkless and helps my dad operate his dojo. She even helps teach the class from time to time. Take your Meta Liberation mind set and get out."

"Better than that fucking cult that worships the null's asses like there some god!"

Jirou yelled, "Dude! Enough with the noise! I'd like to keep my hearing by the end of the day boom bitch." Yaoyorozu made a pair of noise cancelled headphones for Jirou. The punk rock chick took them with a blush on her cheeks, thanking the smiling heiress.

"The fuck you call me ears?!", shouted an enraged Bakugo, only to be held back by Kirishima, Rikado, and Shouji. After the ice breaker was over everyone returned to their rooms, eagerly awaiting their first day of school. As they left nobody was aware of the figure watching them from the window.

'Looks like I got some problem children to straighten out this year. Let's see if they survive day one?', thought the figure with a wide grin and glowing red eyes.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Izuku yawned as the sun's first light hit his eye. Most would sleep on their bed, but Izuku was preoccupied, slumped over his desk with various notebooks opened up. Why were these open? School just started today, but for Izuku every moment was either a learning opportunity or a chance to study. Drawn of the pages of these notebooks were detailed notes on his classmates, their quirks, possible strengths, various weaknesses, and how he could implement them into robots he plans to create in the future.

He stretched his back and performed a few calisthenics so he wouldn't feel stiff or worn out during class. He looked at the uniform hanging in his closet, A grey blazer with a white button up long sleeved shirt, green pants, and a red tie. On the teal shoulder decoration was a single button found at the very top, a symbol that Izuku was part of the hero course. He may have also been a support course student, which would have been symbolized by two buttons close together on the bottom, but this was to avoid confusion from other students and staff.

Izuku made his way downstairs to find Hagakure and Tokoyami eating breakfast nearby. He saw that nobody else was nearby and decided to ask them some questions, that is if they wouldn't mind. "Pardon me Tokoyami-san, Hagakure-san, but would you mind asking some questions?"

Hagakure-san asked, "What would these questions be about?"

"Your quirks. I'm a little curious about Dark Shadow and why you were given a misleading name regarding your quirk Hagakure-san."

"The light of intelligence wishes to shine in the shadowy abyss of our corporal form. Most enlightening, please proceed.", stated Tokoyami. An purple and black entity popped out from his stomach. "Fumi means he would like to answer your questions."

"What do you mean by a misleading name? I've always been invisible.", Hagakure stated causing the people around her to feel a small bit of pity for her. Going your whole life never seeing what you look like. At least if you were deaf of blind people could describe what you look like through sign language, but Hagakure simply appeared as floating clothes. The poor things this girl must have been accused of in life.

"I mean that you're not exactly invisible. If you were we would be able to see the food being chewed in your mouth or drinks going down your throat. You were born with your quirk just like Present Mic, most likely diagnosed by some lazy quack that couldn't bother to run a basic test."

The sleeve of Hagakure's uniform pointed his way as Izuku felt a finger on his nose. "Don't you dare insult Doctor Gearloose! Sure he's a little crazy and building inventions that eventually turn on him, but he's a swell guy. That and he has a duck quirk, said he moved to some town in the states with a lot of duck quirk users."

"I'm not insulting the man. I'm insulting the lazy quirk counselor you saw. What your quirk truly does is reflect light. With enough training you should be able to appear visible for a time, even turning yourself into a human flash bang without the noise. You would be perfect for underground heroics and raids."

"Y-You mean I could finally be seen?"

"Sure I might even be able to whip up a camera that could at least show us your real appearance in a month or two. It just won't have any color since you're unconsciously bending the visible light spectrum around your body.", explained Izuku.

Izuku suddenly found himself in a tight hug, tears falling onto his uniform. Hagakure whispered while sniffling, "Thank you." Izuku wasn't sure what to do in this situation. Nobody has ever hugged him before, the closest thing being the friendly librarian that gave him head pats when he finished a high school test at age 8 and when he got his degree in science at age 12.

After they returned to their breakfast Izuku asked Tokoyami-san and Dark Shadow-san a few questions. He found that DArk Shadow and Tokoyami shared a stomach, were born on the same day making them twins, and that Dark Shadow was in fact a girl.

"Dark Shadow's a girl?", questioned Izuku. Instead of Tokoyami answering Hagakure stated, "Dark Shadow's awesome! Of course she's a girl."

Dark Shadow cheered, "Hell yeah! Girl power. Up top." Both shared a high five, forming a special friendship between light and shadow. Everyone else eventually came down for breakfast and everyone went on their way to class. Izuku felt he was on top of the world right now. Attending his dream school, in the hero course no less, having possible friends, and being taught by professional heroes. Nothing could possibly bring down his mood!

A FEW HOURS LATER

Izuku and his class stood out on the nearby track field, dressed in blue gym uniforms with white lines making up the letters 'U' and 'A'. They should be at orientation, learning about the staff and various helpful facilities found on campus, not having a test on the first day. What twisted, sadistic maniac does that?

"Alright hell spawn listen up. Today you will be participating in a quirk assessment test using the standardized fitness test you've had since elementary school. The only difference is you will be allowed to use your quirks in any way possible.", announced a disheveled man with bloodshot red eyes. Izuku was a little concerned if this man was possibly a dangerous hobo that somehow wandered into campus. If there's one thing he learned from living on his own, always be careful around hobos. They could be dangerous, paranoid, probably both, maybe even sick.

He still remember walking into class to find a human faced caterpillar under the teachers desk. He's seen some weird quirks in his life like a man with a sink for a head, people with actual tentacles for hair and limbs, even a person made a living sludge conversing with a person with a loaf a bread for a head. He even had a baguette for a tongue!

Izuku began to ponder the man's words. He called it a 'quirk' assessment test meaning this was a test of not just physical abilities, but also creative thinking and usage of their quirks. He could already see that this was an unfair match up seeing as he had no quirk to use, just like the rest of his life. As the test proceeded he kept noticing that the grape haired student leering at the females, making suggestive comments about them. Looks like Izuku is gonna have a 'talk' with him.

Eventually the results came in with Izuku in last place. He wondered why considering he tapped Uraraka's hand with the ball scoring him an infinity like her. Their teacher must have scored on creativity when applying their quirks which was why Yaoyorozu was first place among the class. Safe to say Katsuki was slightly pissed off at being FIFTH place, but he was elated that Deku was getting expelled.

"Izuku pack your bags. You are hereby expelled from the hero course however you still are enrolled in the support course.", announced the so called teacher. A few classmates screamed in outrage claiming the test was unfair while Izuku was shaking. "Stop crying and accept your lot in life. Your robots show you have outstanding potential in the support course, probably more than most professionals, but in heroics you are a liability. You have average strength and speed, but people like you would die in a real emergency. You rely too much on your robots and all it would take is a punk with a metal manipulation or hacking quirk to turn your greatest assets into a glaring weakness."

A sound came from Izuku, but it wasn't a sniffle. It was a small chuckle that eventually developed into laughter. "And what lot in life would that be Easerhead?" His teacher's eyes slightly widened since never before had a student identify him that quickly. "That I'm weak? Helpless? Defenseless?! Let me tell you I have crawled my way out of the slums, built machines that could rival your pathetic quirk as if it were a mere children's toy, and have defeated two of your so called troublesome villains."

Aizawa swore he would train only the best with potential, less they end up like his dear friend Shirakuma Oboro. The last thing he ever wanted to see was see a students obituary a month after graduation or, Nezu forbid, during the school year! There's no denying Izuku had potential as a support engineer, but take away his robots and what does he have?

"Bet they were some common street thugs.", dismissed Aizawa.

"If you want to learn more you could always talk to Nezu. Besides I feel that I know plenty about this sham of a society.", Izuku leaned into Aizawa's personal space staring him dead in the eye. Aizawa had seen many things before in the eyes of his students. He's seen desperation, fear, pride, excitement, general joy, but never had he expected the cold determination and fury found in this kids eyes. A shiver shot up his spine, filling him with a sense of dread. Just what the hell was this kid?

Aizawa didn't show fear and asked, "And what do you know about society?"

"The Himiko Toga case.", replied a smirking Izuku. Everyone heard about that case, how the daughter went insane and attacked a classmate, even drinking blood from him. Her parents stated that they suppressed her quirk for the good of society, but some heroes didn't like that idea especially Vlad King. Vlad decided to foster Himiko, giving her a steady supply of blood, and sued her neglectful parents.

By the end her parents had been arrested and thrown in prison for their crimes of neglect, forging government files, and breaking both the quirk suppressant act of 22XX and the dietary quirk act. Seeing as Himiko was suffering from quirk psychosis from lack of blood, which was a dietary necessity for her to live and be mentally stable.

Izuku continued, "I also know that you essentially fight quirkless. That the HPSC has quite the blood trail leading to their HQ with what happened to Lady Nagant. I also know of the existence of let us say, less than savory groups of like minded individuals still out there to this day."

"Which groups would that be?", questioned Aizawa. Izuku leaned in close to whisper their names in his ear, causing the pros eyes to widen. Some of the groups he mentioned were thought to be extinct, harmless, or wiped out.

"I also know that this society is rotten to the core, held by a fragile sense of peace by a buffoon that's more brawn than brain. People today praise the so-called flashy heroic quirks leaving others to sadly walk down the path of villainy since nobody ever gives them a chance.", Izuku had only one thing left to say. "Let me make this clear Aizawa I could either be your strongest asset or your greatest enemy. The choice will rest on you and this corrupted society's shoulders."

Izuku walked away assuring his classmates he wasn't expelled, leaving a frozen Aizawa on the field. The amount of fear the kid filled him with was Nezu level! If he was like this now, what would happen as he grows? What if he snaps and turns into a villain? One thing was for certain, Izuku needed to stay on the path of a hero or else they may be looking at the birth of a dangerous mastermind. After all evil isn't born it's made.

A figure stood behind a pair of bleachers on the field, secretly observing the test. How nobody noticed the ten foot tall Goliath in an ugly mustard yellow suit was anyone's guess? The figure had only one thought in mind. 'I can't allow this farce to continue. It's much too dangerous for him.'

TO BE CONTINUED

Chapter Text

After their quirk assessment test on the training grounds the class returned to the dorms where Bocoe and Decoe were standing in the common room. Laying stacked on the coffee table were three page pamphlets on what was talked about during orientation. Izuku had sent them when Aizawa told the class to go to the training field, leaving the robot assistants to organize the important information on the school's other facilities and staff members.

Present Mic, their English teacher and famous radio show host, who usually announces the UA sports festival with his upbeat attitude and colorful commentary. Midnight, their modern arts teacher and reason for a uniform reform due to her first costume. Cementoss, their literature teacher and main repair man for when the training grounds get destroyed, a sentient cement man. Hound Dog, the school guidance counselor and trained therapist, leading an elective on meditation and anger management.

Power Loader, the main teacher for the support course and mechanical engineer for UA, always walks around shirtless. Vlad King, heroic teacher for class 1-B, acts like a drill sergeant. Ectoplasm, the math teacher whom can make clones for combat, has prosthetic legs. Thirteen, a fluffy astronaut who teaches rescue training, careful where she points those fingers. Lunch Rush, the wonderful cook in UA's cafeteria, never disrespect food in his presence.

Nezu, the principal of their school and overall terrifying rodent, regarded as the smartest mammal on the planet. Pray you never catch his eye. If you hear his crackling from the intercom run!

Everyone thanked them for the information except three certain people. Katsuki tsked calling them noisy toasters. Yagi just silently took hers and ripped it up, citing it as useless. Mineta was complaining on why they couldn't be sexy robot girls, which earned him glares from just about everyone in class. After preparing their school supplies for tomorrow and preparing dinner everyone retired to their rooms, eagerly awaiting their first heroic class.

(THE NEXT DAY, CLASSROOM 1-A.)

Everyone was shaking with both nervousness and excitement. True no matter what reality school will always be boring, but their afternoon classes were said to be the best. The main reason, the afternoon class for today was their first heroics class with a special teacher. Even Todoroki allowed a small smirk to appear on his face. Izuku was a little anxious, but for a different reason. With his alternating schedule and dual course status he may miss out on important lessons. Thankfully Aizawa, Power Loader, and Nezu came to an agreement. Whichever class Izuku wasn't currently in his robot assistant would be recording the lesson.

As everyone was wondering who their mysterious teacher would be, did these children not remember their acceptance letters? The door was flung open as a deep, loud voice announced, "I AM HERE COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!". Standing before the class in their silver age costume was the number one hero in Japan, the symbol of Peace, All Might. Everyone cheered, except for two students. Izuku was a little disinterested and wondering how this buffoon got a job teaching, last he checked All Might had no teaching credentials to speak of. Kyoko Jirou winced in pain, her exceptional hearing granted by her quirk had come to bite her in the ass. Yaoyorozu noticed her discomfort and once again made her some headphones.

"I KNOW YOU'RE EXCITED ZYGOTES! WELCOME TO FOUNDATIONAL HEROICS!", the number one buffoon announced as he pulled a remote out of nowhere. With the press of a button shelves popped out from a nearby wall, deploying twenty suitcases with numbers on them. "THE FIRST PART IS LOOKING GOOD. INSIDE THESE CASES ARE YOUR COSTUMES CREATED BY CERTIFIED SUPPORT COMPANIES FROM ACROSS JAPAN!"

Now Izuku was paying attention. Support company? Last he checked his costume was hand made by him last week when the support course students were allowed early access to the workshop to familiarize themselves with the various tools and testing rooms. He reached into his pocket and sent a quick text to Power Loader asking about his costume. What he got in response filled his veins with ice.

His costume was still in the support lab since their first lesson was to check that the hero suits meet all regulations and laws, especially since Midnight's original costume fiasco. So if his was still in the support lab then what was inside the briefcase?

"ALL EVERYONE TODAY'S LESSON IS COMBAT TRAINING! MEET ME AT FIELD GAMMA AFTER CHANGING!", announced their 'teacher'. Now Izuku was slightly nervous about this lesson. All Might not following the schedule, his costume still being in the support course, and what could be in his suitcase. Just what is happening right now?

Everyone missed how All Might's gaze was fixed on Izuku, sending him a pitying glare. 'I'M SORRY YOUNG MAN, BUT YOU CAN'T STAY IN THIS CLASS. IT'S FOR YOUR OWN GOOD.', thought the Symbol of Peace.

(TRAINING FIELD GAMMA)

Izuku was usually a rational man, a man of science and understanding. Right now though he wanted to throw that all out the window, lock it in a cage, and slowly descend it into a steaming vat of acid. The reason, his 'costume' inside the case was a simple shirt that said 'target' on the front and 'liability' on the back, baggy shorts he was constantly tripped over, and shoes that pinched his feet! If he ever finds the person that committed this heinous act he was going to humiliate them in front of the whole world! Maybe give them what he calls the Muscular special.

Glancing at his classmates he also made the promise to extend that treatment to whatever two bit hack made the costumes for them. Yaoyorozu had zero protection and a bookshelf on her back! Was she trying to break her spine?! Uraraka had heels and looked uncomfortable beyond compare. Hagaruke had a visible pair of gloves and boots, Izuku really hoped there was an invisible bodysuit with her hair weaved into its fabric that would turn visible with her otherwise the police are gonna have to get involved.

He took one last look around and stopped wide eyed with dread. Were those grenade gauntlets on Katsuki's arms?! What psycho approved that?! He really hoped those were just for show because if not Katsuki is gonna be in some serious legal trouble.

"ALL RIGHT EVERYONE I HOPE YOUR READY!"

Izuku groaned at the loud voice and stated, "Hey Symbol of Stagnation could you turn it down a few decibels? I appreciate me ears not ringing for the rest of the day." Everyone turned towards Izuku with wide eyes, or glare in Katsuki's case, at what Izuku had said. Stagnation? What did Izuku mean by that? Jiro sent Izuku a thankful nod. If she had to keep hearing their teacher at that absurdly loud volume she would most likely lose her hearing for life, or maybe develop tinnitus.

"AHEM! RIGHT, NOW IF EVERYONE COULD COME DRAW LOTS TO DETERMINE YOUR TEAMS SO WE CAN GET STARTED!"

A teenager in full body silver armor questioned, "Why are we drawing lots to determine our teams?"

Surprisingly Kaminari was the one to answer, "Heroes sometimes work with people they don't get along with or unexpected help like in Naruhata when those vigilantes teamed up with Fat Gum, Best Jeanist, Edgeshot, and even Ingenium." They all stared at the electric user of their class. On the first day he admitted that he wasn't the brightest bulb of the bunch, but his knowledge surprised them. Everyone heard about the Naruhata vigilantes, the surprise villain attacks, and the black out event that lasted all night in the city. Crawler, now known as Sky Crawler, was working overseas with Captain Celebrity.

"What...but...how...why....", Tenya fumbled with his words. His brother, his idol and personal hero, worked with a vigilante?! what absurd miscreants helped spread that rumor? After his brain rebooted everyone picked their lots. Tenya was, unfortunately, partnered with Katsuki. Yaoyorozu was paired with Mineta, much to the girl's disgust. Tsu was paired with Fumikage and Dark Shadow. Toru was paired with Ojiro. Todoroki with Shoji. Mina with Kaminari. Jiro was paired with Izuku. Koji Koda was paired with Yagi. Rikado was paired with Kirishima, both sharing a fist bump. Aoyama was paired with Uraraka.

"ALL RIGHT EVERYONE THE FIRST TEAMS ARE THESE TWO!", announced their teacher. Izuku saw that him and Jiro were the villains while Yaoyorozu and Mineta were the heroes for the exercise. What could possibly go wrong?

(TWENTY MINUTES LATER)

Jiro was holding onto a distraught Yaoyorozu wearing a ripped up costume, Mineta was being escorted by security out of UA grounds with his costume confiscated, and Izuku. Izuku had a murderous look in his eyes directed at both Mineta and their so called teacher. How could that buffoon allow that exercise to continue after what transpired in the first minute alone?!

All Might better be thankful Izuku was aiming to be a hero or else the Symbol of Peace would be no more.

TO BE CONTINUED

Chapter Text

Izuku was glaring holes into All Might's head ever since their exercise ended. The symbol of Peace had the decency to look ashamed, considering what happened during the exercise that all he should be feeling at that moment. You may be wondering what happened during the first minute of their exercise with a bruised Mineta being escorted off campus and a distraught Momo clutching to Jirou like a lifeline?

(FIFTEEN MINUTES EARLIER)

Izuku was idly tapping his foot after him and Jirou made a working plan to protect the bomb. As soon as the exercise was announced to begin Izuku would cease tapping, allowing Jirou to hear the enemy team, and Izuku would confront them while Jirou protected the bomb as the last line of defense. Don't get him wrong he had faith in Jirou, how else would she have passed the exam? The problem was the enemy team.

Momo from what he observed had a brilliant mind that worked wonderfully with her quirk. Hopefully he could get her to overuse her quirk, but considering she made a Cannon during the test yesterday he knew that would be a tough challenge. Mineta was going to be a problem with that sticky ball quirk of his, laying them down to lower Izuku's movement.

Thankfully Mineta wasn't on the villain team so he couldn't fill the building with them, but sadly Izuku didn't have his real costume with him. All the work he put into making it, the shock absorption body armor, the internal wiring, and various gadgets he built for various opportunities. Now it was all going to be wasted because somebody messed with HIS invention! Replacing it with this pathetic excuse called clothing, he may as well have a flashing neon sign saying kick me.

"EXERCISE START!", announced their so-called teacher. Jirou winced a bit at the booming voice and silently planned vengeance on All Might. Maybe mess with the man's radio and have it play the worst songs known to mankind, leaving the volume up high and make it so he can't turn the radio off or the volume down. She'll have to ask Izuku for help with this.

Jirou was focusing on the enemy team when she heard something disturbing. "Come on, just once?", whined a voice.

"For the last time no you perverted cretin! You cannot feel them! That is a right reserved for only myself and whoever my lover will be in the future!", yelled an enraged voice. Jirou and all the other girls pitied that Momo got stuck with the perverted grape, the way he kept openly ogling their bodies made them shudder in disgust.

"Come on Peaches I promise to be gentle--", replied Mineta, but he was cut off. *THUNK* "ow!"

"Listen to me now you perverted miscreant! I don't know how you wormed your way into UA's hero course, but let me be clear, I don't like you! It's only been two days and you've done nothing, but ogle at our female classmates, made suggestive comments about our bodies, groped the air while looking in our direction! Nobody will ever give you the satisfaction of feeling them up seeing as you would take advantage of them. You don't belong here and I wished Aizawa-sensei had expelled you instead."

Mineta tsked in annoyance. "Oh please don't tell me you have feelings for that null. If anybody deserved to be expelled it's him. There's never been a quirkless hero." Jirou was a little nervous now regarding what Mineta said. Did Momo have feeling for Izuku? They were both smart and seemed to get along rather well when they chatted.

Momo countered, "There are several quirkless heroes around the world Mineta, three of the United States top ten heroes are quirkless and have maintained their positions for over a decade. As for the matter of my feelings, my answer is a resounding NO! Mainly because I don't find men attractive." Jirou's heart soared once she heard that bit. Does that mean Momo likes women? What does she want in an ideal girlfriend? Does she have a shot at winning the heiress affection?

"Well maybe you just haven't found the right man yet.", suggested Mineta, as Jirou heard a barely audible pop. What happened next was a series of pops followed by Momo screaming.

"GET THE HELL OFF ME YOU PERVERT!", demanded Momo.

A faint crack was heard. "No calling for help. I want to milk this moment for everything it's offered to me."

Jirou hastily pulled her jacks from the wall and informed Izuku about what she heard. Once she finished they both rushed out the door, barreled down the stairs to the first floor. What they found disgusted and enraged them. Momo was pinned to the ground by purple orbs as Mineta loomed over her, drool falling from his mouth. He clapped his hands together and stated with elation, "Thanks for the meal!"

Momo was squirming with tears in her eyes, hoping that somebody would stop him before he took advantage of the situation. Bits of her costume had been torn off with her bare chest exposed. Her prayers were answered when Mineta was blasted off her by visible sound waves distorting the air. Jirou yelled, "GET YOUR HANDS OFF THE ADMITTEDLY ATTRACTIVE GODDESS!" Momo blushed a bit at the phrasing, her a goddess? She knew she had a mature body, but nobody had ever referred to her as that before.

Izuku noticed how the cameras were blocked by the purple orbs, leaving the entire hallway a huge blind spot. He walked over to the downed Grapist and loomed over him. With no hesitation he stomped on the pervert, pinning him to the ground. With a cold voice he asked a question, "Give me one good reason I shouldn't crush you into wine?"

Mineta was a blubbering mess, but managed to choke out, "She was asking for it."

Now Izuku was pissed at the Grapist and continued to mercilessly stomp on him, hearing a few cracks as he did. "No she was asking for you to respect her as a human being! She has shown no interest in you and just because a lady dresses a certain way doesn't give you consent to do that! YOU ARE ONE OF THE THINGS WRONG WITH THIS SOCIETY IF SOMEBODY LIKE YOU WAS ALLOWED IN THIS SCHOOL!"

Momo and Jirou watched as Izuku kept stomping on Mineta, terrified as what Izuku was doing. Yes Mineta was a pervert, but Izuku should've just pinned him down until security arrives. Eventually security did arrive as Mineta was put on a stretcher.

(BACK TO THE PRESENT)

Mineta was first being escorted to Recovery Girl for treatment and then after fully healing would be kicked out of UA. This was a prestigious college training the next generation of heroes, support engineers, corporate lawyers, and many more. Mineta had no place in this school with that attitude.

"WELL THAT COULD HAVE GONE BETTER! ALRIGHT HOW ABOUT THE NEXT PAIRS?!", announced their 'teacher'. The students were shocked by the symbol of Peace brushing this off, even Todoroki was snarling in anger. Some were vocal in their thoughts saying they should stop for the day or at least send three remaining teens to see Hound Dog and principal Nezu to inform them on what happened.

Out of the hallway came a man in a gas mask with a gallon hat on his head, dressed like a cowboy in the old west. He noticed the yelling and asked, "What in Sam hill is going on here?! Y'all are more riled up than a fox in the hen house."

As the students explained what had transpired earlier Snipe discretely pressed the panic button to allow Nezu to hear the commotion. What they heard left them flabbergasted. How the hell did All Might allow this to happen?! Well it goes to show that being the number one doesn't mean they're a great teacher, little alone a good one. Snipe turned towards All Might and demanded, "What are these cowpokes doing here? Why aren't they in the support lab with Power Loader?" All Might answered that they were battle training. Snipe responded, "I know you haven't been on the saddle for long, but that just isn't right. Y'all cowpokes need to get your costumes cleared by the support lab as your first heroic lesson to avoid breaking any laws."

It was then he noticed some of the costumes. Hagakure's was just boots and gloves, please tell him their was a DNA infused shirt and pants on. The overall lack of protective gear from say knives and gun shots. When he looked at Katsuki he had to do a double take to make sure his eyes weren't deceiving him. Please tell him those grenade gauntlets are purely decorative and not what he thinks they are.

The intercom blared to life, "Class 1-A please report to the support studio. I repeat class 1-A report to the support studio immediately." Everyone left for the support labs along with All Might, but he was stopped by the next announcement. "All Might please report to my office. we need to have a chat."

All Might gave a sigh of defeat, hopefully it will only be a few minutes.

"We can have some freshly brewed earl grey tea while we have our discussion. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA!"

Never mind he's not leaving the office until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest.

As Izuku left he bumped into All Might, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "Oops. My apologizes Sensei."

LATER THAT EVENING

When Izuku returned to his dorm room he whipped out a device he was saving for a special occasion. He reached into his pocket to reveal a bloody handkerchief. With a malicious grin he placed it inside the machine. "Now let's find out if my hypothesis is correct on your secret identity shall we, All Might?"

TO BE CONTINUED

Chapter Text

UA CONFERENCE ROOM (HERO AND SUPPORT COURSE DIVISIONS)

Like most schools UA had several conference rooms scattered about for various meetings. There was the general conference room which was used for discussing overall changes to the school, allowing those teachers that weren't pro heroes to have their say on budgets and school wide events. There was another conference room where the regular teaching staff and others without a hero license had some privacy to discuss curriculum and testing, provided that Principal Nedzu oversees reviews their agenda and signs off on certain changes.

Right now is the third and final conference room set up for the exclusively for the pro hero staff members such as Hound Dog, Power Loader, Easerhead, and everyone else. Displayed on the monitor for all to see was what had transpired during the foundational heroics first lesson. Although Mineta blocked the regular cameras his actions were still recorded by some hidden ones set up by Power Loader and Nedzu.

All of them were sitting at a large U-shaped table, various looks of disgust and fury directed at the grape headed brat trying to sexually assault the Yaoyorozu Heiress. How in Nedzu's name did the miss this?! Aizawa noticed how he leered at the female students, but figured they had time to correct his behavior. Clearly he was wrong and looking over Mineta's school files he found some inconsistencies. His file was clean, too clean. No black marks and previous incidents about his behavior or even a warning. Something reeked of manipulation and they were going to crush it.

After the video ended with the staff watching how Izuku stomped on Mineta everyone directed their looks towards a dejected Toshinori Yagi, otherwise known as All Might. They all glared at him for different reasons. For either letting this happen, not following their set schedule for the hero course, or maybe the fact that a security camera caught him sabotaging a student with a fake hero costume!

"You have some nerve Yagi!", screamed Power Loader as he slammed his fist on the table. "Deliberately messing with a student's support gear, especially one of my students is crossing the line! Izuku worked hard on that suit and you replaced it with that rubbish!"

Yagi tried to defend himself. "Look I know it was wrong, but we can't keep him in the hero course. It's far too dangerous for someone of his status." He could still feel the gaping hole where his lung and stomach used to be before his attack, a constant reminder that the bullet proof overpowered person was still human at the end of the day. The only reason he was even alive was because of One For All. Nobody else could survive an injury like that, especially somebody without a quirk. It was no mystery that quirks are getting stronger with each generation. How could Izuku and his inventions stand up to something like that?

"Bullshit.", uttered a voice. Everyone turned to find Aizawa's piercing red glare directed at Yagi. "Tell me something Mister symbol of Peace, what do you mean by status?" Yagi remained silent making Aizawa angry. "Answer me you corpse before I bury you again!"

"Well I mean he's quirkless. How is he going to defend against someone with an overly powerful quirk like young Todoroki or a professional like Star and Stripe from America? Besides weren't you about to expel him yesterday?", answered a slightly nervous Yagi. As much as the teachers hated it he did have a point, but it went out the window when he mentioned Star and Stripe. Many saw the footage on how her quirk worked, manipulating reality to a certain degree. How could anyone in the world stand up to that power, quirk or not?

Aizawa fixed him a glowing red eyes glare. "I was only expelling him from the hero course! His main potential lies within support engineering." Every teacher was now glaring at Aizawa, but the glares faded at his next admission. "Izuku ,however, had potential for underground heroics. Information gathering, hacking into secure information networks, and an intellect on par with Nezu from what he told me yesterday."

This caught Nezu's attention. "What did this information entitle?"

"Various resources for hidden villain groups located either in Japan or other parts of the world. Two noticeable mentions are locations for the Creature Rejection Clan and trigger distributors across Japan and southern China."

Hound Dog, Cementoss, and Nezu were all pleased to hear the CRC would get their just deserts some time soon with that information. While everyone was pleased to know they could attack various trigger distributors. All Might could also find some respect for that information, but it was still dangerous in his mind on how Izuku could have come around this information. Why not tell the local police station or heroes in the area? Did Izuku not trust them?

All Might replied, "Although this information is invaluable to stopping dangerous crimes the fact remains that a quirkless hero is unheard of in Japan. It's far too dangerous for him! Maybe we could give his seat to somebody else? Somebody with a powerful, but overlooked quirk from general education?" He browsed through the applicants and found one. "Look a mental quirk called brainwashing. Great for underground heroics! Maybe Aizawa could take him on as an apprentice, show him the ropes?"

Aizawa hated All Might's answer about Izuku's quirk status and was three seconds away from strangling this man in his capture weapon. He did, however, make a mental note to look at that kids application at a future date. Mental quirks were often overlooked thanks to society's pinhole view on flashy quirks making great heroes. That and there was an empty seat in his class.

Snipe decided to fire back with his statement. "You saying quirkless people can't be heroes because I got two people across the horizon that would love to prove you wrong."

Snipe swiped through his phone until her found the picture he was looking for. With Nedzu's permission it was displayed on the monitor showing Snipe in a group photo with a little family of three. The woman was a slightly curvy woman with long light green hair, dressed as a cowgirl. A tanned man with short black hair dressed in a poncho had one arm wrapped around her waist while the other rested on a little girls hat. The third member was a little girl, no older than six, holding a toy gun wearing a pink cowgirl hat.

Snipe stated, "These three are known as Alzack, Bisca, and Asuka. Bisca is the number seven hero named homing shot while her husband Alzack is known as hunter, the number nine hero. Both are stationed in America in the lone star state, Texas."

Yagi stated, trying to make his point clear. "Truly?! They must have wonderful quirks to help them. Young Bisca must have a trajectory quirk to help with her aim while Young Alzack must have a slight mutation to better track people down."

"Sorry partner, but you are way off. Those two, including that little girl in the picture, are all quirkless.", revealed Snipe. Yagi coughed up some blood at the announcement. Those two are quirkless? How were they top heroes? Snipe saw the confused look on Yagi's face and answered him. "You will be surprised how little people protect themselves from bullets in this day and age. People rely on quirks to save themselves they barely think about weapons causing them any damage."

Midnight cooed at the little cowgirl holding the toy gun. "That girl is adorable! Is she their daughter?" Snipe nodded his head, telling them she wants to be a heroic cowgirl like her mother.

Snipe revealed, "These two have taken out some dangerous outlaws in their career. From bank robbers to armed terrorist these two have worked together, always serving justice and returning home safely. Heck they're the ones that took down Radiator Rex when he was massacring people left and right in the states."

Many had heard of Radiator Rex, a dangerous villain with an equally dangerous quirk. His quirk expelled a high dose of radiation within a certain area around him which he was immune to. Nobody could get close to him and the armor he invented to direct his quirk in concentrated blast or bombs made him an S-class, nearly double S-class, threat. He was marked for immediate termination, deemed too dangerous to be kept alive or captured.

"Y'all should've seen it. Bisca took some armor piercing rounds Alzack specially made for such an occasion and with three shots took Radiator Rex down for good!", cheered Snipe. All Might heard about Radiator Rex from Star and Stripes and how even she would have trouble against him. Her quirk couldn't make her outright immune to radiation, seeing as even New Order had some drawbacks.

Nedzu decided that it was time to discuss the real points of this meeting. "Now everyone. I'm sure we can make Yagi-san question his thoughts another day, but for now we have some important decisions to make. Regarding the students costumes?"

"Already working out the major design flaws in them. Yaoyorozu is being given a holographic interface rather then the bookshelf on her back. Uraraka-san is getting rid of those heels on her outfit to avoid possibly breaking her ankle. Everyone's been given some from of protection including Kirishima-san. Hagakure-san's costume is getting a complete overhaul like with a certain third year student. Bakugo-san's gauntlets have been confiscated and dismantled as we speak."

Midnight asked, "What lazy person designed these costumes? Most, if not all of them, were lawsuits waiting to happen."

Power Loader revealed the company name, "Deternet."

Hound Dog quirked an eyebrow. "The company that makes everyday clothing for those with certain body types or needs? Why are they making support gear?"

"Unsure, but we won't be using them again. Nedzu already sent out a warning to the other hero schools to check over Deternet's support equipment. Hopefully nobody got hurt from this faulty merchandise."

Nedzu decided to start on the second topic, "Now regarding Mineta Minrou--"

Aizawa cut him off, "Expelled." Every teacher agreed with him on that decision. They're here to raise the next generation of heroes, not perverts! "Another thing that concern's me is his file. I plan to go to his previous school and see if this file was in any way tempered before being sent our way."

Recovery Girl stated, "Hopefully we will never see him again. With how low his stamina was I couldn't use my quirk on him, but he will be receiving treatment at the prison he's being sent to."

Present Mic raised his hand, "I'll go with Sho during the investigation. I'm more of a people person while he can look over the documents and keep his ear to the ground for any information."

Hound Dog chimed in, "Be sure to send Yaoyorozu-san to my office. The poor girl is gonna need some help after that."

Ectoplasm added, "Should we not include Izuku in that? His outburst was a little concerning along with the physical violence against Mineta."

At the end it was decided that Izuku and Yaoyorozu, along with Jirou, would go the Hound Dog for counseling regarding what happened. As everyone was leaving Nedzu stated, "Not so fast Yagi-san."

Yagi froze at the threshold and turned to find a grinning Nedzu, his tail slightly wagging. A kettle on a miniature stove just starting to heat up. "We still need to have that talk. Please pull up a seat and have a cup of tea once it's ready."

Safe to say Yagi was in for a long talk.

CLASS 1-A DORMS

Many of them could be found in the common room, the girls celebrating that Mineta was gone. The sour grape always making their skin crawl with his lecherous look. One girl however was absent, located elsewhere in the dorms.

Bakugo could be found angrily pacing his room, dissatisfied that his gauntlets had been confiscated from him! Him?! He was the future number one hero dammit! He needed those to put the shitty villains in their rightful place!

Tanpopo Yagi was sitting on his bed, watching him wear a hole in the floor. She honestly agreed with the school decision on that. With how much sweat those Gauntlets could contain and a single spark or rupture could cause them to blow off Katsuki's arms it was the most logical choice. "Will you stop throwing a tantrum? If you get your explosive license and past the mental stability test you should have them back sometime next year."

"How about instead of you laying your fat ass on my bed you help me with our mutual problem?!", screamed Katsuki. The problem he was referring to was that Izuku was in UA.

Tanpopo shook her head. "Look Katsuki I only want Izuku out of the hero course. You want him out of UA because it messes with your fragile ego."

"Bitch my ego is the toughest thing there is!"

'Yeah right next to an uncooked egg shell.', thought Tanpopo with an eyeroll. She didn't understand Katsuki's deal with Izuku. Yes she agreed that he shouldn't be in the hero course, but he still belonged in UA. She would be an idiot not to see Izuku's genius and how it would help UA's reputation. She still remembers Izuku's first robot, the one Katsuki mercilessly destroyed right in front of him.

Izuku was only ten and making robots, while most children would play outside. She could honestly respect his intelligence and seeing his costume at the support studio just confirmed it. There was an honest to All Might jet pack that could lift three hundred pounds. All he had to do was press the upper left button and he could fly through the air.

"ARE YOU GOING TO FUCKING HELP ME OR NOT?!"

"Fine dynamite.", said Tanpopo getting off his bed. She walked over and cuffed him behind his head. "And for the record my ass isn't that big."

Katsuki grumbled, "Tell that to the crater you left in my mattress."

Katsuki felt a sharp pain shoot throughout his body as Tanpopo turned towards him with a closed eye smile. "What was that Katsuki-kun~? I didn't quite catch that."

"Nothing.", answered Katsuki. Tanpopo uncurled her fist and Katsuki's pain slowly began to fade.

Katsuki was angry, first Deku and now this bitch! 'Just wait! I'll explode you till you beg me for mercy like all the other extras should!'

TO BE CONTINUED

Chapter Text

It was the day after the battle trials and class !-A's dorm inhabitants were having a perfectly normal morning. Rikado Sato was preparing breakfast with Sero supporting him, cooking some delicious blueberry pancakes with either pork or vegan bacon. Iida was reading a textbook on the proper etiquette on how to be a hero, being a stickler for the rules and regulations. Everyone else was scattered about the main lobby of the dorm, dressed in their uniforms.

"NOOOOOOOO!", screamed two voices from upstairs. Everyone turned to find Izuku pulling Bocoe and Decoe's legs as they held onto the wall for dear life. The students found this sight both amusing and confusing. Shouldn't it be the other way around? Then again Izuku actually liked school and would rather be there or his little workshop than at the dorms.

"Don't make us go to the support lab Doctor I beg of you!", pleaded Decoe, his voice containing fear as he was rooting his fingers into the wall.

"There's a monster lurking in the support lab that wants to disassemble us!", cried Bocoe, who had his arms wrapped around Decoe's legs.

"You nitwits aren't going to the support labs today. You're observing the heroics course lessons.", explained Izuku, trying to pry his robotic assistant from the wall. Also, who's been threatening them with dismantlement? That's his job!

The robots relaxed, causing them to fall into Izuku, and all three were in a pile on the living room floor. After they got up Bocoe and Decoe got on their hands and knees, praising the doctor for his kindness. Izuku confirmed, "I'm not doing this to be kind! It's part of the deal with being a dual course student since sometimes the support and heroics course have lessons on the same days."

"YOU MEAN THERE'S A CHANCE THAT MENACE WILL DISMANTLE US LATER?!", cried the robots in unison.

Izuku pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "No, mainly cause dismantling you is MY job! Sometimes I swear I programmed your brains from a toaster."

"Don't be ridiculous Doctor. My brain was from an automated washing machine.", replied Decoe, placing his arms on his hips.

"My head used to be a toaster until you repurposed it.", replied Bocoe, as his head started shaking a bit. To Everyone, except Izuku and Decoe, the top of his head opened up to show two golden brown pieces of toast. "I thought we fixed that!"

Izuku took the pieces of toast, went to the kitchen, and made himself a peanut butter and banana sandwich and took some of the bacon with a glass of orange juice for his breakfast.

Denki looked at Bocoe pleading and asked, "Can I have some toast?" Which earned him Jiro's ear jack in his ear with a small, focused vibration to slightly rattle his empty head. "He's not gonna make you toast jamming-way! We already have a regular toaster that doesn't talk back in the kitchen."

Bocoe chimed in, "I can also toast bagels."

Izuku just ignored this and made his way to the support classroom, toolbox in hand, ready to start tinkering. He can already imagine the advanced, possibly rare, materials and professional equipment that awaits him past the heavy, blast proof doors. Speaking of materials he needs to go back to the local trash beach. There's only a single pile left that he needs to clean up and check for anything worth salvaging for his creations. Everything else goes to a recycling plant that pays him by the pound of metal, paying extra for certain materials.

Izuku reached his hand out readying to tackle the support course with everything he's got. That was until........

BOOM!

.....the door was sent flying off its hinges by an explosion from inside the classroom. What reckless, chaotic moron with no regard for lab safety was causing explosions this early?! Class hasn't even started yet for Einstein's sake!

Izuku fanned away the smoke to find a girl with pink dreadlocks laying on his chest. Most people would be flustered with a beautiful girl pressed against them, Izuku is not most people. "Will you get off me?!", he questioned.

The girl placed her hands near both sides of his head, staring at him with yellow cross-hair eyes. "Sorry about that! My baby had a little overheating problem."

Izuku had to clean his ear out to make sure he heard that right. Baby?! Was this girl one of those teen moms he read about on the news? Also why bring something as fragile and curious as a baby into a room filled with heavy machinery? All it would take is one mishap and suddenly you're attending a funeral with a tiny coffin about to be lowered into the ground!

"Dammit Hatsume that's the third explosion today!", yelled Power Loader. She's been in the classroom for only ten minutes! He is either getting a raise, an early retirement, or the world's strongest drink by dealing with this gremlin. It was then he took notice of Izuku on the ground, being pinned by Hatsume. Power Loader ordered, "Hatsume, get back to your work bench and let your classmate up."

Izuku dusted himself off and stood In front of the classroom. Power Loader addressed the class, "Alright everyone this is Izuku. He's a dual course student which is why you didn't see him yesterday. Any questions?"

Hatsume raised her hand, "Where are those silver and gold babies going to enter?! I still have so many questions about how they operate!"

Izuku calmly answered, "You must be a pink haired gremlin they were screaming about." He walked up to her desk, looming over her. "Bocoe and Decoe are off limits. If I find so much as a bolt out of place I will personally leak your internet search history to the public."

"You're the one that made those awesome babies?! How'd you get them to think for themselves? Are you worried about them rebelling against you? What software did you use to create them? Can we make future babies together?"

Many classmates blushed at her last question until Power Loader explained that Hatsume meant inventions. She calls them babies due to her thought process. Izuku decided to answer, "How I built my inventions is on a need to know basis. I have no fear of them turning against me. As for your final question I have no interest in working together to create or improve my robots with anybody."

Hatsume swore she would wear him down until he decided to work with her. This fellow student created two robots that are able to express genuine emotion. Hatsume saluted, "Whatever you say Bush Boy."

"That's Doctor Izuku to you. Remember it because soon the whole world will chant my name."

The rest of the class was spent tinkering with machinery, Izuku focusing on a small robot with the ability to fly or hover depending on its choice. Sadly he got little work done because Hatsume kept blowing something up, invading his personal space, and yammering about babies!

At the end of the day Hatsume had caused over two dozen explosions of various sizes. Izuku picked up his newest robot and went to the dorms to continue working on him in his room. Once he entered the dorm building he found his classmates groaning, nursing themselves with ice packs and bandages. Bakugo looked like a mummy with all those bandages keeping his mouth clamped shut.

"What happened to you all?", Izuku questioned.

Denki answered, "We got beat up by a little old man."

Izuku shrugged and went to his room, eagerly wanting to complete his latest robot. Besides what's the worst that tomorrow's class could be? It's not like he'll be kicked through a wall. As he reached his floor however, he saw an unusually skinny man standing in front of his dorm.

"Are you Izuku?", asked the skinny man in desperate need of a sandwich and an all you can buffet. Izuku's pretty sure a little breeze would send this man flying. "I'm Toshinori Yagi, I've come to offer an apology on behalf of All Might."

TO BE CONTINUED

Chapter Text

Toshinori Yagi, known to the public as All Might's secretary when he is secretly the number one hero, was currently standing in front of the room belonging to the hero courses first quirkless student. He knocked earlier and received no response, believing Izuku is most likely still in the support lab he decided to wait until he returned. As he stood there he remembered the talk he had with both Principal Nedzu and Gran Torino earlier today.

His poor legs still felt like a ready to collapse Jenga tower being in the same room as those two.

A FEW HOURS AGO

Toshinori was shaking in his boots, standing in the principal's office. Usually a grown man wouldn't be that terrified, but considering the other occupants in the room his fear was justified! Standing beside the desk was a short elderly male in a beige bodysuit with yellow gloves, boots, and a cape with a black domino mask. He fixed Yagi a stern scowl with his arms crossed over his chest.

This was Gran Torino, Toshinori's trainer from his time at UA as a student. Even after a few decades Yagi couldn't help, but shake in fear at just the thought of him. Both his stomach and his face are well acquainted with Gran Torino's boot.

A small sipping sound echoed in the quiet room originating from a mammal of questionable species. They had the appearance of a mouse with bear ears and paws instead of claws, small beady black eyes with the left one having a scar over it not blinding him. They were dressed in a suit with dark pants, a grey blazer and shirt, and big yellow shoes on their feet.

This was Principal Nedzu, a rare animal that possessed a quirk granting him vast intelligence. Never challenge him to chess unless you like feeling inferior both in intelligence and power.

Torino was three seconds away from kicking Toshinori through the nearest wall. Nedzu had just gotten done debriefing him about what his knucklehead of a former student had been doing during his teaching career. Not following proper protocol on costume regulations and safety?! Sabotaging one of his students?! With an angry glare he asked, "You got three seconds to explain yourself zygote before I kick your ass down memory lane!"

"I would like to know as well why you've been trying to get Izuku out of the hero course, but I already have a hypothesis.", chimed in the chimera.

Toshinori didn't say anything as he moved his shirt up to reveal a horrific injury on his left side. It looked like an impact crater with spiderweb cracks and purple bruising emitting from the center. Both Nedzu and Torino knew the one who gave him that scar, taking a lung and some of Toshinori's digestive system with it, the quirk Boogeyman himself All For One.

"You both know who gave me this injury. I am basically durable beyond compare, near invincible except for radiation poisoning and being deprived of oxygen, hardly anything on this planet can kill or injure me. Still I had to be rushed to the ICU. If I can be injured then hero work is far too dangerous for him. That's why I've been trying to get him expelled from the hero course. Don't get me wrong he has a promising talent in the support course on par with David, but what happens when his robots fail or worse turn on him."

Nedzu answered, "By that logic nobody is suited for hero work. The upcoming rookie Kamui Woods is easily flammable with his wooden skin. People with strength enhancement quirks are only stronger in a physical sense when fighting, but the rest of their body is still your base line human."

Torino chimed in with a cheeky grin. "That and a certain part of the male anatomy is still extremely sensitive no matter what quirk somebody possesses."

Nedzu continued to list various reasons why hero work is dangerous from minor injuries to life expectancy and aliments obtained from quirk overuse like dehydration, organ failure, and even biological weaknesses from mutation type quirk users.

Torino gained a somber look on his face. "Do you remember Nana's quirk?" Yagi paused remembering how without OFA it was a simple hovering quirk, but it evolved into flight. "Even before she got OFA Nana wanted to fly off into the sunset, descending from the sky like heroes from those old prequirk comic books and movies. She didn't have super strength or the ability to deflect bullets, but she always tried her hardest to lend a helping hand."

Torino then level Yagi a stern, but fond look. "I also seem to recall when she brought home a brash child with no power of his own. One that simply wanted to help make society safer even before he inherited a certain power."

Yagi still remembered those days, back when society was in constant turmoil from villain attacks with very few heroes in the area. How he tried to defend himself and others armed with nothing more than a steel pipe or some wood he found simply laying around. Back when All Might, regarded as the world's strongest hero, was a quirkless middle school student.

"I owe my student an apology."

"Darn right you do! Now go apologize before I kick your ass six ways to Sunday!"

Toshinori couldn't have run out of the room faster if his life depended on it. He may be the strongest, but nothing will ever save him from the wrath of the elderly.

There's a reason you don't piss off Gran Torino or Recovery Girl!

BACK TO THE PRESENT

Now Toshinori stood before Izuku and after introducing himself gave the apology. "All Might would like to apologize for how he's handled the situation at hand. He, like many others in society, has some unique views due to the era they grew up in. It was unprofessional and disrespectful on his part and has sworn to take some lessons from Principal Nedzu on how to become a better educator."

Izuku squinted his eyes. "And?"

"And what?"

"Why are you delivering this instead of him?"

Toshinori stuttered. "W-Well he's rather busy. Stopping crime, lending a hand during raids. Typical hero stuff."

"Except he's not doing hero work.", responded Izuku with a calm matter of fact tone. "The press constantly hounds that man like he's a living god, always being blasted on social media if he so much as sneezes. That coupled with the fact he's been appearing less and less over the past few years to the point he's found patrolling only three hours a day is rather telling. He's been at this game for far longer than most, but he's not getting any younger. The decreased hours and suddenly taking a teaching position means that he's retiring."

Toshinori was being back into a metaphorical corner by Izuku's logic. Nobody had made the connection that he was retiring except for Principal Nedzu. Think Toshinori think! How can you derail this conversation? That's it by changing the topic!

"I'm a little curious, Izuku was it?", questioned Yagi to which Izuku nodded. "What or who inspired you to go down this path? I mean a dual course student for both heroics and support all without a quirk to call your own. You must have a reason."

Izuku knew he was just trying to change the subject, but decided to humor him. "I have two reasons for my inspiration. The first is to change society. We put too much emphasis on heroes, relying on them for everything from helping a lost child to stopping terrorist. You can't walk down the street without seeing at least twenty advertisements with their faces plastered on a poster or billboard. What happened to basic human compassion and empathy? When did heroes start acting more like celebrities rather than civil servants? Why are villain fights now just some street corner attraction while the police and civilians do nothing, but watch? Don't even get me started on that garbage event called the billboard ranking which, might I add, happens only in Japan!"

Yagi could see his reason with those examples. When he wasn't on patrol and in his skinny form he noticed how most people seemed to gaze upon villain attacks like looking at a wild animal at the zoo. He honestly felt uncomfortable with his face everywhere especially on certain merchandise like undergarments or tattoos, but he needed the money to keep his hero agency running at full capacity. But, what did he mean by child wandering the streets? Surely civilians weren't relying on heroes to perform such a simple act of kindness?!

Izuku gave him time to process all the information. "My second reason is a brilliant man, one whose research could save humanity itself."

Yagi knew David was smart, but not enough to warrant such gratitude. Maybe he can arrange a meeting between the two? Surely David would love to meet a fellow engineer.

"The man I'm referring to is Doctor Gerald Robotnik, a brilliant biologist."

Yagi coughed up blood at that sentence. Dammit where was his Handkerchief when he needed it?! He misplaced it a few days ago and now he can't find it! Surely he heard wrong! Robotnik?! As in the terrorist Gerald Robotnik?! Why would anyone look up to him?

"I see I caught you off guard."

"Why him?! He was labeled a terrorist, a wanted fugitive!"

And that was the truth according to the public. Fifty years ago Gerald was captured and labeled a terrorist by the Gurdians Under nations, also known as G.U.N., for illegal experimentation and producing weapons of mass destruction. However the World Hero Organization absorbed G.U.N. and took it a step farther by declaring anybody with Robotnik blood a danger to society. The last remaining Robotnik's were killed in Japan about two decades ago.

Izuku reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a leather bound journal, opening it to the first page in faded writing were four unmistakable words.

PROPERTY OF: GERALD ROBOTNIK

"I found this in an air tight box underneath the sands of Dagobah Municipal Beach. Due to my curiosity a gave it a read and I discovered what true genius is. It's doing anything it takes to help the world reach the pinnacle of greatness. Gerald understood that when he tried to make a cure for terminal illness, all to help his ailing granddaughter Maria. Nowhere on Earth was safe so with some financial backing created Space Colony Ark, the greatest research facility in existence. At least it would be if the commission would allow it to be used again."

Yagi could only stare in shock. Why and how did he have that?! All research notes belonging to Gerald's research had all been destroyed! The WHO had made owning it illegal, earning the person a one way trip to Tartarus Prison. Izuku patted him on the shoulder and kept a vice grip on Yagi.

"I trust we'll keep this between us. After all I'm not the only one with a life ending secret, isn't that right All Might?", stated Izuku with a wide smile that threatened to split his mouth in two.

Toshinori recoiled back as if struck by his own UNITED STATES OF SMASH! How did Izuku figure him out?! Nobody had ever made the connection unless it was by either accident, like Officer Naomasa Tsukauchi, or by trust, like sir Nighteye. "H-How?"

"Same tasteless clothes that are too big for your figure, but perfect for All Might. An old recording of your UA sports festival I stole from the HPSC and UA when I hacked into them announcing your real name. Some surveillance footage of you switching forms when you thought there were no cameras. And finally,", stated Izuku as he wiped Toshinori's blood with a familiar looking handkerchief. "DNA evidence which you graciously provided on our first day of class."

Now All Might truly was backed into a corner. True he coughed up a few drops of blood, but he always had it on a handkerchief he kept in his breast pocket, but he lost it after.......the...battle...trial.....HOLY MAGESTIC EAGLE!

"I see you've caught on. Tell anybody about Gerald's journal and I reveal your little secret to the world. Til tomorrow Sensei." As Izuku turned to walk to his room he let out a weak chuckle. "Hahahah....", until it became a full bellied laugh. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHA!!!!"

TO BE CONTINUED

Chapter Text

Izuku was walking next to Bocoe and Decoe to class 1-A, since the support course wasn't scheduled today. The rest of his classmates were lined up at Recovery Girl's office to get yesterday's injuries healed up, preferably he would have liked for Katsuki's jaw to still be broken. Just one day without that insufferable Pomeranian barking, was that too much to ask?

As he reached out to open the door it was kicked open, a yellow boot crashing into this face. Izuku was sent crashing into the wall, leaving an indent of his person. When he opened his eyes he was met with a small elderly man with yellow gloves and boots, a light tan bodysuit, and a dark domino mask over his eyes. "That's your punishment for missing yesterday's lesson zygote. What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Get off me!", Izuku shouted as he tried to grab the old man. The elderly gentlemen simply jumped off him, but not before whacking him with his cane. Now Izuku is starting to understand why his class got so beat up. This little gremlin is a pain in the ass to grab and dodge. That and he hits like a truck, thankfully he's wearing some shock absorption padding underneath his uniform.

"That would be the new heroics teacher Doctor.", informed Decoe.

"He really put your class through the wringer.", Bocoe chimed in. Izuku made a mental note to access his robots memories after today, both to analyze the footage and to see Katsuki get his jaw broken.

After dusting himself off he walked into the class to find a most peculiar sight, All Might shivering in fear. Maybe this old man wasn't so bad after all? Anybody that could scare All Might deserved a speck of his respect.

Gran Torino waited patiently for the rest of the class to arrive, everyone sending him a look of fear and hurrying to their seats, munching on a fish pastry filled with red bean paste. He slammed his cane on the desk, signalling the class to listen. "Alright zygotes seeing as how somebody screwed up the lesson plan earlier this week,", announced Torino as he sent a glare towards the cowering All Might. "We will be redoing the battle trial exercise with Class 1-B."

"Why do we have to work with some b-list rejects?!"

*WHAM!*

Katsuki was of course rewarded with a kick to the face. He was sent tumbling off his chair, laying down on the floor.

Gran Torino continued on as if nothing happened. "All of you get your costumes on and meet at training field Beta."

The class hurriedly collected their cases and made haste to the changing rooms, except Katsuki who just grumbled on the floor. He swore he was gonna kick that old man's ass one day.

TRAINING FIELD BETA

Class 1-A arrived to find Gran Torino, All Might, Aizawa, and Vlad King waiting for them in front of some monitors. To their left was class 1-B, the other two recommended students and eighteen applicants that passed the entrance exam. An orange haired girl in a blue qipao with gold detailing approached them with a warm smile. "Greeting class 1-A, I'm Kendo Itsuka. I hope we can get along."

She was met with a chorus of hellos and hey. Katsuki just tsked wondering when he could start wailing on the useless extras while Shoto just stared blankly ahead giving a simple nod of acknowledgement.

A voice loudly cut in, "Honestly Kendo do we have to be friendly with these glory hogs!" Kendo just gave a sigh of annoyance, directing a glare at her classmate Neito Monoma. She was about to slince him with a swift chop to the neck, but somebody had other plans. Neito gulped as the feeling of cool metal pressed against his throat.

He turned to find a fanged grin nearby belonging to a girl with blonde hair done in two slightly messy buns. "You're not causing any trouble now, are you Neito-kun~?"

The arrogant blonde was now sweating. "Of course not Toga-san just introducing myself to our future business partners, right?", he sent a pleading look towards class 1-A. Most looked a little uncomfortable, but Uraraka for some reason was blushing at the sight.

Toga was dressed in a form fitting crimson bodysuit with black detailing, a metal container strapped to her hip and a few knives. A little nurse cap with a small splatter of crimson rested on her head. What really drew Uraraka's attention were Toga's eyes, they looked predatory and playful. She always wanted a cat, believing them to be the cutest creatures in existence.

Toga noticed her look and sent her a flirty smile. "You can look cutie, but no touching." Uraraka swiftly looked elsewhere while Mina and Toru playfully nudged her with their elbows.

"Well, well, someone wants to flirt with danger."

"I got a few kitty plushies you can borrow if that's your thing Uraraka.", teased Toru.

"I-It's not like that.", Uraraka protested. The girls just hummed while Toga sent her a wink as she sashayed to her class.

Vlad cleared his throat to both get the class's attention and so his ward would stop flirting during class. "Alright everyone usually we don't do joint training until after the provisional licensing exam, but someone messed up earlier."

Aizawa chimed in with the enthusiasm of drying paint. "The exercise is simple. Teams of two will be picked at random with one playing heroes and the other villains. However since we have an odd number of participants somebody will either have to go twice or someone will volunteer to go battle alone."

A few students looked eager, mainly Katsuki and Todoroki, to be the one to fight alone. Katsuki due to pride believing he could crush all these extras without something weak as help. Todoroki because he knew his quirk was better suited for him to fight alone, to avoid the risk of harming his partner.

"I would like to volunteer to be alone if you don't mind." The four teachers turned to find Izuku raising his hand. Katsuki was sending him a heated glare while the rest were sending him unsure looks. If he noticed the looks he didn't show it as he continued. "I'll even volunteer to play the part of the villain if it wouldn't trouble you."

All Might chimed in, "Now hold on young Izuku. Even though we can honor your request to work alone the lot must be random."

Torino, however, saw the critical look in the kids eyes. His years as a pro hero told him this kid was smart, dangerously smart. He smirked, 'So that's your plan eh? Not bad zygote.'

"Approved."

"To-Torino Sir Isn't that--"

"It's fine. Let the kid play the villain. These brats could use the lesson.", commented Torino. He could see the gears turning in Izuku's head and honestly he approved. After these kids need to learn that overwhelming strength isn't always going to lead to victory.

The rest of the students walked up to pick their lots, leading to a few mixed teams. Uraraka got paired with Toga, who gave her a side hug and fanged grin.

Momo got paired with Jiro, both slightly blushing with Jiro twiddling her earphone jacks.

Kendo was paired with Ojiro, both giving a bow of respect to fellow martial artists.

Kirishima ended up with a silver haired boy with glasses and razor sharp teeth, dressed similarly to each other. Both clasped hands shouting about manliness.

The shy Koji was paired with a girl with vines for hair.

Tsu was paired with a blank faced girl that spoke only in hhhmmmms. Sharing a nod of acknowledgement.

"Why am I paired with this arrogant prick/bastard?!", shouted two voices. Everyone turned to find Katsuki and Monoma were paired together. As if one arrogant blonde wasn't enough.

"No complaining! The pairs are final so deal with it. Now to draw the lots.", announced Gran Torino as All Might reached into the ballot boxes. Once the first pair was decided Katsuki gained a wicked smirk, promising only pain.

(FIVE MINUTES LATER)

Katsuki now stood In front of a five story building, eagerly cracking his knuckles in anticipation. Monoma was pacing back and forth, mainly because the only quirks he would now have access to were either his partners or their enemies. Damn his five minute time limit. He really needs to find a way around that little issue.

"This is gonna be good.", stated Katsuki. Not only will he get to crush that null, but he'll get to prove he's the undisputed best in front of those extras. His quirk was powerful and with the right mind it could be versatile. Concentrated beams of force, smokescreens, flight, and so much more.

MONITORING ROOM

The teacher and students watched the monitors as the match was set to begin any minute now. Izuku was in the room with a prop bomb made of paper mache. His robot assistants offered to join him, but he denied them taking only his hovercraft and toolbox with him. The teachers had to switch to the hidden cameras seeing as how Izuku was dismantling the regular one from the entire building.

Aizawa pinched the bridge of his nose. "He better be able to pay for those." Once again one of his problem children were giving him a headache. Cameras were expensive and Nedzu, the little rat, took it out of his paycheck or whichever teacher was responsible for the student.

Bocoe reassured him they will pay him for the damages. Everyone was a little confused on what Izuku was planning for the cameras, but it grew as he started to disassemble the bomb. All Might was about to call it, but Torino stopped him while listening to the hidden cameras. "Small minded fools making a fake bomb this massive. I could make something deadlier with a microwave, some cutlery, and about a gallon of propane."

"What exactly does he think he's doing? Shouldn't tampering with the bomb lead to disqualification?", asked Kendo. Gran explained that the fake bombs interior was built like the real thing and Izuku was taking it apart without triggering the mechanism. "But the bomb is useless now, right?"

Decoe chimed in, "Don't underestimate the doctor." Everyone in the room, except the teachers turned towards him. "He's thinking five, if not seven, steps ahead. By leaving the hollow husk intact he's setting up a diversion for the hero team while he's making something greater. After all not every villain is gonna play fair nor stick to some lousy script."

"The walking toaster is right. Not every villain is gonna stick to a script like some Saturday morning cartoon character. The most dangerous villains are smart, able to trick and outmaneuver even veteran heroes.", stated Gran Torino. He's seen many villains in his long career. From common street thugs to the Yakuza, shadowy information brokers to people that could cause wanton destruction if not stopped in time.

He was awaiting the official start to see who would win. The arrogant blonde with the explosive power or the prodigy that figured out All Might's identity?

Vlad announced after another five minutes, "EXAM START!"

Time to see just how these kids would battle in the real world.

TO BE CONTINUED