He was going to die. All his efforts against it were useless. Not that death had been something he hadn't thought about, but right now he truly knew that death would take him. Perhaps in some small way, that was why he had so recklessly told Kaachan that he couldn't let him die. Of course, a message like that would only infuriate him. Luckily enough however, perhaps he'd die of a different kind of choking besides this villain.

Yet, choking on your own bile isn't at all that much better a way to go compared to being choked to death by a slimy villain. A lot better than being used as a skin suit though, so there were some good things to look forward to. Panic flashed over Izuku's face as he suddenly realized what he was going to do, knowing how much he'd hate himself for doing this. Yet, like he'd shouted out to Kaachan, he couldn't let him die. Once his mouth opened and his eyes closed with tears pricking at the edges, bile was the least of Izuku Midoriya's worries. Instead of vomiting all over the villain and making him even more angry, something else happened.

Something… astounding.

From his mouth, came fire. A full torrent of fire in shades of yellow, red, and orange; all cascading from his throat while wrapping around and burning everything in front of him. This did include Kaachan's school clothes, but instead of complaining from the boy there was a sigh of relief as he fell from the villains embrace. Izuku may have had a familiar burning feeling in his throat that threatened to stop him in his tracks, but he would kill himself before he let his best friend fall face first onto the ground. Instantly snapping to attention, he caught Kaachan in his arms. A grunt coming from him as he adjusted to Kaachan's weight and turned away from the villain. Without thinking, he ran towards the pro heroes. Nothing but a need for help on his mind. Yet, he felt the tug of a slimy tentacle like thing on his leg. Causing him to fall, in those moments before he hit the ground, he threw Kaachan from his arms and towards those pros. Hoping that he'd reacted in time.

While his face was plastered to the floor, he heard a boom. A boom which seemed to transcend all the noise he'd ever heard in his life. Yet he felt no different. No broken limbs, no blood… but the kick was quite a bit different from the explosion he expected. "Get up Doragon." For a moment he thought that Kaachan was going to let him get up, but before his hand could've pushed his body partially up from the floor he had been dragged up by his friend's hand. "I thought I told you not to-" Unfortunately for Kaachan, the press had just gotten there and drowned out his voice. He let go of Izuku once they all began to surround the two of them.

"Why did you wait so long to use your quirk?" The first reporter asked, her notebook already full of notes.

"How do you feel about saving someone?" A second reporter asked, pushing up his glasses back up to eye level.

"Are you one of the pro's sidekicks?" The third reporter asked as he butted in past the last two. Each sighing in annoyance once he had.

"Are you going to UA?" Unfortunately, a fourth reporter entered the fray, which allowed for a little kid no older the six to blurt out his addition to the questioning.

"You're so much braver than the pro's!"

All these questions bombarded Izuku over and over. He tried his best to convey something, anything to respond and yet the words seemed to stay at the bottom of his throat. "Start fucking talking already Doragon!" Kaachan blurted out, a rather hard yet almost playful slap to the back coming from him before huffing in annoyance.

"Is Doragon your hero name?" The third reporter asked, making sure that he now stood in front of all the other reporters while the pro's were still dealing most of with damage control. Meaning that'd be a while before they'd be able to break up the press. Izuku looked from those pro's and back to the reporters. Those words swimming up from the bottom of his throat and finally coming out. 'Thank goodness I'm a good listener'. He thought before letting those words out.

"I didn't want to accidently hurt my friend!" Izuku blurted out before coughing and spluttering. His hand quickly grabbing at his chest as he began to wheeze with quick breaths over and over after Kaachan had whispered for him to just breath. Almost exactly like last time, he could still feel how scorched his throat felt. Luckily, it didn't stop him from breathing like it had before, but he doubted that speaking anytime soon was going to be a thing he'd be doing.

"He doesn't have one yet! Still figuring it out with his provisional license and all! Maybe Mt Lady might let you go all out next time?" For once, Izuku was thankful for Kaachan's brash nature. But after helping him stay away from a long trip to jail, Kaachan probably wasn't going to want to stick around with Izuku, not until their inevitable school meeting on Monday.

While more was wanted from the two, Izuku and Kaachan were able to use the arrival of the other pro heroes to slip away. "Get some fucking water Doragon." Sighing softly as he watched Kaachan walk away, probably wanting to berate Izuku even more than that after all this. Yet perhaps he was grateful? Either that or he didn't want to argue with him on national television. While Izu wanted desperately to contemplate all of this, he declined to allow his mouth to do his usual muttering. A loud cough coupled with quick short breaths as he wheezed pretty much sealing the deal on that decision.

'Yeah, that's probably it. Maybe I should have said this was the first time I used it with that much power. But if I can do that much damage to slime, then… I should test it out on jelly. Perhaps I could heat up ice, that'd work great against an ice quirk. Then again, if I were to place myself in a fridge then I could try and make an impact just through my 'vomit'. If I asked Kaachan to use his quirk then I could see if I could make an impact on stone at high velocities, or maybe those mounds of trash near Dagoba beach…'

"You're coughing quite a lot kid. You all right?" Suddenly, without warning, Izuku let out a scream. His scream quickly petering out as the wheezing came back, thankful to see who it was. Standing there was the one hero who had already showed how heroic they were today.

Mt Lady!

Up close Izuku was able to see her properly this time, noting her purple eyes and the oddly placed orange diamond shaped dots on her purple top underneath her chest. Except she had a frown instead of her shining smile. Probably since she was being accompanied by Kamui Woods, whom had practically dragged her along with him so that both could speak to Izuku. "Just cos I said I'd want him as a sidekick didn't mean you had to drag me over here!"

"Considering you took all the fame from my last attempt to be a hero, it wouldn't be fair if I didn't give you a chance now would it?" Kamui Woods responded. A shit-eating grin no doubt underneath his wooden looking helmet.

"Oh, go f-… Whatever." Mt Lady gave a sigh of defeat before looking from Kamui Woods to Izuku. That shining smile returning to her mouth once she'd let out another breath. Placing a hand on Izuku's shoulder and leaning slightly down to him. "What you did back there, Doragon, took guts. You were braver than 'some' other heroes going in and saving that boy like that! But you're an unknown kid, shame to say but getting into the big leagues takes support and I don't mean the class!" Izuku made a mental note to write down that Kamui Woods seemed to be against Mt Lady's humour (the face palm after her support class joke had given it away quite easily). "So how about you stick with me for a while kid, I'll teach you the ropes and when you grow up I'll let you be my sidekick! You'll be nationally famous! How does that sound?"

"He's going to be famous with the Yōso Specialization Agency without you. That's YSA for short Izu." Immediately Mt Lady turned away from Izuku. Facing Kamui with a scowl for just butting in like that. Just as Kamui was about to state something else that she hadn't considered, Mt Lady made sure to use her fist slamming into the side of his mask to tell him that she didn't want him to say anything more. How effective that had been is still a topic of much discussion among the inner thoughts of Mt Lady.

"As I was saying, you'll be even more of a hero than you already are if you join me and the Chikara Sākuru Agency. CSA for short. How does it sound Izu?" Mt Lady asked with an even bigger smile than before. Izuku tried to speak, but with his wheezing and coughing he couldn't even get out a word. Both heroes looking worried for him before Kamui shoulder bumped Mt Lady out of the way and passed him a water bottle. Izuku quickly chugging the thing down with no care for how messy it looked as Kamui spoke up once more.

"Doragon. Fame isn't the only thing you'll want as a hero is it? After what you did I can tell you don't just want fame. Let me train your body to its fullest potential and we can be the most heroic hero and sidekick duo in all of Japan after you graduate! We could even-" Almost with blinding speed Mt Lady shot forth from where she was on the ground and shoved Kamui to the side. As per any normal response to such an action, Kamui retaliated with a shove. Soon enough, the two ended up shoving each other to the side over and over. Neither using their quirks to end the shoving contest with Izuku watching on with a face full of confusion and a growing want for more water for his still burning throat. But walking away from two pro heroes? Izuku couldn't do that. Not now, not ever.

"Can't the both of you train him? Unless the kid wants to join the Senior Rescue and Safety Agency? That's SRSA for short." The voice of another, slightly muffled hero had interjected. When Izuku turn to his right to see him, he recognized the hero instantly.

Backdraft!

He was still dressed almost exactly like a firefighter. His fire hydrant-like appendages still covering over his hands while he readied them to spray both Pro's with water if either started fighting properly. Of course, Izuku knew that wouldn't do much unless aimed for some specific areas but mentioning that wasn't exactly the kind of thing he wanted to or could mention as of now. Both heroes stared at Backdraft, Izuku and each other for moments on end. Both contemplating the idea of training him together while also struggling to win the shoving match. "I guess… it might work?" Kamui said tentatively, expecting retaliation from Mt Lady. Instead of a complete rejection of the idea like he expected, she reluctantly decided to agree to the idea.

"Yeah. It'll be good for teamwork. We can start tomorrow, we'll meet here okay Doragon?" With a sigh of relief Izuku nodded. Letting a smile come across his face once again. Backdraft held out one of his appendages towards Izuku, the boy opening his mouth wide before he let the clean water flow. Controlling the water so that it picked up and removed anything left over from Izuku's quirk. Izuku thanking him profusely for it as he rubbed the tears from his eyes. "And you can help out Backdraft." Mt Lady stated as she walked beside the rescue hero. An arm of hers around the rescue heroes shoulder before she began to whisper to him. "You're going to fucking help us out on this or I swear you'll be spouting water out of your-"

"OH! That's an awesome idea Mt Lady! I can have rounded training from all three of you!" Izuku blurted out before he began to murmur and contemplate about rescue training and developing his quirk. Of course, not one of the three heroes could understand this inarticulate muttering and the occasional wide-eyed announcement when a good idea came into his mind. While Midoriya went on and on with his machinations about being a hero, the three heroes exchanged contact numbers. Each knowing from the outset that training him 'together' would be an impossible task if they wanted to keep their sanity in check.

And so, the three heroes were able to pry Izuku from his thoughts and gain his own contact number. The elation from Izuku enough for all of them to not try to second-guess the mutterings from before. As they all left the area, another hero looked on with a smile. "You're going to go farther than you think kid. But… you're not what one for all needs."

His smile was so much bigger and wider than it had ever been before. So much so that when he rounded a corner towards the apartment block he was living in, Kaachan made sure to push Izuku into the wall. A grunt of pain eliciting from Izuku as Kaachan blocked his exit with both his hands on the wall to either side of Izuku's head.

"Doragon. You got to stop making me look like a fucking weakling. Do you do this stuff on purpose or what?" His question being one that Izuku had been asking himself. Yet right now, thinking up an answer would have been distracting him from the fact that Kaachan had made their position look quite compromising. So, he made sure to cough and look awkwardly from Kaachan's arms. Kaachan quickly got the hint and let his arms move back down to his sides, a frustrated sigh telling Izuku exactly what he didn't really want to acknowledge. As the two began walking together, Kaachan turned his head to Izuku once more to see if an answer would come. "You actually going to answer or what?"

"I'll try not to make you look like a weakling. Sorry Kaachan." Even if Kaachan did huff at that, he-

"You're such a fucking dumbass Doragon. You don't have to say sorry about it. Just don't make me look like a bloody weakling."

"It'd be rude if I didn't apologize." Izuku replied as he looked to his right, watching a pigeon fly past a man who looked as if he was angrily shouting at the pigeon. Though it was probably to do with the white stain on his trench coat.

"I don't care if it's rude or not." Kaachan replied, his vision not moving from Izuku.

"But I do." Both boys turned to see Inko standing behind them both. Her hands on her hips with a face that seemed to scream annoyance. Though that annoyance was warranted considering they'd both walked straight past the open door. "Why'd you take so long to get home? Are you two-"

"We're just talking Mom…"

"Yeah. Just talking." Izuku immediately narrowed his eyes as he looked over at Kaachan. A shit eating grin already plastered upon his best friend's mouth as Inko raised an eyebrow. Izuku sighed and walked past the two, making his way back into his own home. Not wanting to listen to his mother berate his best friend on timing. Though the faint giggle he heard as he chugged down the nearest bottle of water did puzzle him.

"This is just another show for how ineffective the hero agencies have become as of late." Sitting in what looked to be a comfy chair sat Mr. Sotoshi. Mr. Sotoshi being a cross between a green praying mantis, ant and fly, his clicking speech being translated by the quirk of a translator standing next to him despite the subtitles being used. On another comfy looking chair opposite him sat a middle aged woman with raven black hair set up in a long ponytail. Despite the fact that Mr. Sotoshi wasn't wearing any clothes, Mrs Yaoyorozu was clothed in a full business suit. She quickly asked the insectoid a question.

"So, you wouldn't blame the heroes for not doing anything in the situation?"

"Of course not. Some heroes can do certain things that others can't that's just the truth. But if these agencies can't even hire more well-rounded heroes for situations like this and beyond then… are they truly trying to keep us safe?"

"Well the agencies can't hire heroes if they don't even get past the UA exams. With what they've become we-"

"So, you're suggesting the entire school system of UA change? Just to accommodate for a wider scope of heroes and their abilities?"

"I think it should. Truthfully. I think really the reason no one is bringing this up is because of All-Might. But we must remember that he isn't going to be around forever and if there aren't heroes who can do more, then the system needs to change."

Click. Click. Click.

Another forum for fans. Another forum for R-rated heroes and…

Finally. A forum for those who want the system to change, yet… barely anyone is there. Not even enough to care about, barely enough to make a difference.

"With a string of debates online about the subject and the recent debut of the hero Mt Lady, the jury is still out on whether or not our system needs to change. What would you have to say is your closing statement for the voters at home?" The host, Ms Lois Kent, asked Mr. Sotoshi after Mrs Yaoyorozu had finished her own ending statement.

"Just to… look at other countries who have different laws to ours, take Britain and America for example. They have an ever-changing system of more lax laws on quirks and yet both those countries have less outright illegal quirk users for crimes than this country does, what is our problem? Our system."

"Thank you for your time Mr. Sotoshi. Tomorrow night we will have Principal Nezu from UA to talk with Mr. Sotoshi and Mrs Yaoyorozu about what the school will change coming it's next school year, and later tonight we get in touch with Mt Lady to see how this newer hero can curb the accusations against her by people who think she should be more proactive in the hunt for the now underground Hero Killer."

Mt Lady? She's just another one out for fame. An obvious ploy in trying to bring the world closer to ruin. If even this couldn't convince them to be like All-Might then he had to bring himself back into the spotlight.

The hero killer had to return to the spotlight.

Contact with stomach acid, secretion, and heat resistance. Notes from his dad that still didn't make as much sense as he wanted them too. Of course, the most interesting thing would be the 'dragon' organ. But ever since birth, Izuku hadn't been able to utilize this 'dragon' organ to his fullest capabilities. At least that was the continued belief of Kaachan. Generally, Izuku had tried to not think on the matter. Mostly because he'd rather try experimenting with what he could do with what he had been given. Yet, the nagging feeling of being left behind because his quirk just wasn't strong enough always made him want to do something about it. But getting a doctor to try and experiment with your quirk was illegal. Plain and simple. While it might have been fruitful to try his luck with the bile he'd used to burn the slime villain, secreting the necessary substance to make his quirk that powerful had taken quite a bit of resolve. Not to mention the fact that he was still suffering from the consequences of that decision. Especially if the three bottles of water and can of ginger ale now currently squashed into his bin was anything to take into consideration. But if he'd used his power further than that he might even be able to melt Rubidium. But, melting something at 39 degrees Celsius would take a lot out of him and probably take a bit of a toll on his body. Not to mention where he'd get Rubidium from…

While trying to search his mind for an answer, a knock on the door broke that meagre concentration. Before he had even gotten to the door to his room, it was opened by a… police officer? The reason as to why someone like a police officer was opening doors in his home was quite clear, the sour expression on the officer's face however wasn't. With a huff he walked forward, effectively blocking exit from the small bedroom.

"You're going to have to come with me Izuku Midoriya, as you're a minor you're going to be accompanied by your mother. Get your footwear on and we can go and get this cleared up."

Complying with the orders from the officer, Izuku and his mother were escorted out from their home and to the evening air. Now cold enough for Izuku to regret not changing into warmer clothes once he'd gotten home. His mother made sure to hold his hand tightly as they were taken to the officer's car. The drive to the station was quiet. His mother being the one who was making the most noise out of any of them, Izuku hoping that this wasn't going to be as serious as it seemed to be.

A moment before he entered the station, he could see a scrawny man near one of the adjacent alleyways looking forlorn. As the station doors shut on them and the outside world, he realized that thinking up something like that was probably a capable thing his imagination could create and dismissed it.

Now inside a small rectangular room and sitting on a chair, Izuku let himself cry. Wiping those tears, the moment a different police officer came in. This one being seemingly the 'good' officer in this situation as he placed a cup of water in front of him. Except this officer looked even more… annoyed? Exasperated? Tired even, though that probably came with the job.

"Alright kid, we both know what you've done. Now to get this all finished I need a statement. What do you have to say in your own defence?" As Izuku took in a breath, the door leading into the room swung open. Looking over to the entrance, he saw a tall woman in work dress, a pile of papers in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. The bags under her eyes giving the coffee a purpose as she took it to her lips and seemed to drink the last tendrils of what was left in that cup. Her mess of purple and black hair flowing behind her as she walked to Izuku's side. Slamming those papers down on the table, her eyes trained on the officer with the utmost concentration.

"My client doesn't need to say a word to you. Now how about you hop and skip right out of here and let me speak to him huh?" With a swear word that Izuku hadn't heard before, the officer left the room. The woman rubbed the tears from Izuku's eyes with a tissue before letting out a yawn that would scare any dentist to their knees with how jagged and long her teeth were. Izuku however, was staring. Not so much in abject shock and horror, but in a 'Whoa that's the coolest thing I've seen today, and I've seen All-Might today' kind of look. The tall woman noticed it quickly and let out a small giggle. Ruffling Izuku's hair for a moment before looking through the pile of paper she'd brought with her. "I'm Kaito Shinso. You don't have to worry about being formal with me Midoriya. Fortunately, I think you're going to be a great hero one day. You're lucky I help heroes that are starting out on the regular. You might want to stick to this area though, I'm not going to be able to help if you move too far out of Tokyo. Good thing is, lying on national television isn't a crime and you've got a self-defence alibi. You didn't use your quirk till your hands had been all over that villain. Now, usually I'd have to work around an agency but with you we can skip that pointless bureaucracy. Keep this on you."

"But... that's a lie." Izuku replied as he shoved her firm's card into his pocket. Kaito let out a sigh. But it seemed as if she'd been expecting his response. Rubbing her eyes as she shuffled through paper after paper. Eventually finding nothing to give Izuku any hope of not having to lie. "I can't lie to the police."

"Midoriya. It's great and all that you think you must be the 24/7 most heroically inclined teenager in the world. Thing is, you'll probably go to prison if you don't and a kid like you isn't going to get out of prison unscathed." The word unscathed hung in the room like water hangs to a tap before it drops and breaks into pieces in the sink. Except, Izuku is far softer than a sink.

"I won't lie to the police. I broke the law, I'm responsible. I should have to pay for that." Kaito started mumbling something incoherent before looking towards Izuku with pouting pretty much ingrained on her features.

"Just… Just don't speak Midoriya. Don't speak and you'll make sure your mother doesn't cry any more than she already has." As she turned back to scrolling through those pages of bureaucracy, Izuku looked to her with another tear in his eye. Quickly wiping that one away as he complied with Kaito. Knowing full well what she was proposing if he didn't comply. A few minutes passed before the same officer and a man in a suit came into the room. The officer keeping behind the man in the suit as if being near Kaito made you burst into flames. The man in the suit moved his beagle head to look down at Izuku. His eyes watching the boy's lack of movement before turning his attention to Kaito.

"Whatever point you want to make about this, you don't need to. Izuku Midoriya isn't going to prison." He turned to look back at Izuku, the reluctance in his voiced laced with regret as he told Izuku something he'd refused thousands of other people before. "You are being issued an official warning. That means if this ever happens again, then you'll…"

"Surely he knows what it means. Unless you'd like a refresher course on one of the most important laws of our country?" Kaito smiled obnoxiously as the man in the suit looked over at her. Izuku could've sworn he'd heard a low groan come from the man before he turned back to Izuku. Within minutes he was out of that room with his mother's arms around him. Not taking the time to give her even a glance. Too many thoughts racked his mind. Why had they let him go so easily? Why had one of the officer's called Miss Kaito a 'cunt' (Whatever that means?) under his breath? But the biggest question of all was one his mother also held in her own mind. Why had the sleepless lawyer helped them of all people?

At home, neither Izuku or Inko had brought those questions to the forefront. Inko quickly distracted herself with news coverage of Mt Lady's latest heroic deed while Izuku made sure to stay in his room. Already he had text messages from all three-pro's telling him that they'd make sure the sleepless lawyer didn't need to be involved anymore and confirming who he'd be training with tomorrow.

Kamui Woods!

Training with him was going to be amazing, spectacular, astonishing, sensational! Maybe even superior to the other two but saying that would have just been rude. Perhaps the weirdest thing however, was that Kamui wanted him to come at six in the morning and wear any get-up that would be conducive to a sporting event as well as swimming trunks. While such a request was a little baffling, Izuku couldn't help but think that Kamui was going to try and train his body instead of his quirk. While that new knowledge was a little disheartening, it did make a lot more sense than letting someone partially made of wood try to deal with the aftermath of burning vomit. He quickly figured that Backdraft would be the one doing the dowsing if Izuku got out of hand, but then what would Mt Lady be doing? Sure, she could tag along with Kamui, but the two seemed to not like each other that much. Maybe she'd help with Backdraft? But she wouldn't be able to do much if Izuku's quirk got out of hand. With too many other questions whizzing about in his head and few answers for those questions being available to him all that soon, Izuku decided that he'd be a little brash. Just a little. In a few moments he could hear the familiar spraying of water he'd heard right before he had saved Kaachan. Perhaps she was going to join Backdraft after all, still couldn't hurt to talk right?

"What do you want Doragon? Any second thoughts?"

"No."

"Darn. Worth a try. Well, what is it Midoriya?"

"I was… How do you know my name?"

"Bakugou told me. I mean, kind of hard not to hear from my cousin when you're involved. Anyway, the question Midoriya?"

"It's about you. I think I know that Backdraft's helping me with my quirk and Kamui Woods is helping me with my physical training, but I don't think there's that much of a third thing you could do differently on your own."

"Are you calling me useless?"

"What? No! No, no! I didn't mean it like that! I'm so sorry!"

"I see why it's taking so long… It's all right Midoriya, I'm messing with you." Once Izuku realized this rather obvious fact, he felt relieved. A sigh that quickly turned to a scream when he fell back in place from his chair as a familiar voice bellowed out the other side.

"WE'RE STUDYING TOGETHER DIPSHIT!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU LITTLE BRAT!"

"You'll have to forgive them Midoriya. Well, because there's quite a lot for you to do, she's helping you study so you don't fall behind in your grades. We'll be giving you the detailed list for the next 10 months tomorrow. Now, I need to stop those two from breaking all my furniture." Backdraft said, his speaking still muffled except this time it sounded as if he was speaking through his teeth rather than anything else.

Izuku let out a breath as he smiled at the thought of Bakugou getting hosed down by Backdraft. Some things will always be funny.

So, there he sat, upon his bed. Not a creak from a mouse, not a squeak from a rat. His mother juggling the emotions all mothers do while their children try to prove to the world why they deserve to be on this earth. The paparazzi reporter still struggling to keep his clothes frosty when dealing with a father's quirk. The true danger still lurking in the shadows, waiting to be found. With no one around to break the news of a feud between order and chaos, with all but chaos striking through conceivable worlds to spook the boy who tried so hard to stay away from a boring fate. Yet the universe decided to throw him a bone and complicate how he perceives his own life. A dream-like state emerges through his sheets as he sleeps in waiting for a day he'd never want to forget, too focused on the future that the past wishes to give him more than slight countenance.

His dreams return him to places he still hasn't seen. Yet, there's a familiarity with this that he just can't place. Almost as if he's gone through it all before. There he stands in front of the scrawny All-Might. His eyes wide with amazement as he hears the words he's always wanted to hear. "Izuku Midoriya. You can become a hero." Light flashes around them, blinding everything before he hears a crack. Glass cracking and stretching before smashing into thousands of pieces. He reaches out to grab a shard only to see himself in the reflection. While he stares he can see eight lights of varying colours all around himself. He goes to look, and the lights are gone, it is only in the reflection that they exist. Green lighting encompasses the mirror Izuku. The mirror Izuku reaches out his hand to touch Izuku's own hand but the shard smashes into a million pieces. Purple lighting now shooting from the pieces. In a blink two people appear in front of him. One with armour covering his entire body, looking just like Ingenium but smaller. The other is a girl with a pink and black skin-tight outfit on. He can't quite place why they both look so familiar despite never meeting Ingenium or whoever the girl was…

"URAVITY! INGENIUM!" But Izuku knows he hasn't said a word. It's the mirror Izuku! Still shouting to keep control of this dream before the two heroes turn to dust and are thrown back into the millions of pieces of glass. Two new figures stand before him now, exactly in the same spots as the others. Yet both are covered in shadows, as if they need to be hidden away from his eyes. In between the two now stands Bakugou. His smile wide before running straight at Izuku, his hand going straight towards Izuku's face as an explosion shoots out towards him from that hand.

"DIE SHITTY DEKU!"

In less than a second, he's broken out of the dream, panting gently after letting go of the nearly crushed All-Might plushie in his hand. More questions shoved into his mind while one takes precedence over the rest.

Who is Deku?

Thank you for reading! I would also like to thank blamedorange on Tumblr for allowing me to use his cousin's au idea. I would also like to thank Laet-lyre for the wonderful research they've done to help me and idea bouncing as well as SabletKnight for the great beta reading and idea bouncing.