Zaiaku City
10:35 PM

It was another quiet night in Zaiaku, the barren streets along with the neon signs made it feel like a ghost town. Since everyone knows that being out at night here is a death sentence.

The crime gang, Stainless Steal, rule this entire district. The police have no power here and the heroes have become corrupt, your only hope is to lock yourself in and pray to whatever god you believe in to save you.

One man ignored this, thinking that he could easily get to his friends before anything happened. He walked down the ill lit streets as he turned into a small alley way, thinking he won't be spotted in the shadows.
As he is about to reach the end a silhouette of a man blocks the exit, as he turns around a van blocks the way he entered as two people jump out.

"You know friend, you shouldn't be out after dark." The man says as he slowly approaches his prey. "You never know what might be lurking around the corner."
He begins to walk into the flickering light, standing face to face with the unlucky victim, his get up was like a biker gang member. Black spiked boots, a black leather jacket, black studded gloves, torn faded jeans and a black mask.

The mask only covered his mouth as it left the upper part of his head exposed, on it was a design of a skeleton mouth with fang like teeth, this design was also on the back of his jacket.
His eyes were blood shot and he had a buzz cut hair style, he walked with a slight stagger matching his crazy personality.

As he towers over his cowering toy he gives a devilish grin which appears through his mask, the other man trembles as he attempts to speak. "Y-You're Haratama. W-W-Why are y-you…" Before the man could mutter another word, a loud bang filled the air as sparks fly off a nearby wall, causing him to fall to the ground.

"I appreciate you know my name. Let's me know that I'm doing the right thing." He says as he crouches down to look him dead in the eye as smoke comes out of his mouth. "But I don't have time to explain things to you. So, give me everything you have now, or the next one is for you."

Haratama
肚 弾
はら たま
One of the four leaders of Stainless Steal

Quirk | Upshot
He can spit out anything from his stomach that he has eaten within the last one to five hours. He has trouble using it with larger items.
He usually eats small Iron pellets that act similar to bullets.

At this moment the man was staring at Haratama with complete terror. He knew what he wanted, but he knows nothing about it. He looks back at the two people behind him, they are still a few feet away and are just standing there. Glancing past Haratama he sees that no one is behind him, he could easily make a dash for it when he gets up.

The chilling voice of Haratama yanks the man's attention back to him, "Hey! If you don't give me what I want in the next ten seconds then I'll begin my target practice"

As he begins to slowly count down, the man kicks his legs up to hit Haratama up, then he quickly pushes himself of the ground with his hands, causing Haratama to get hit again as he staggers back.

As soon as he is on his feet, the man makes a break for the end of the alley way. As he nears the end of the alley, something tightly grabs his right arm as he is slowly tugged back. He looks at what seems like thin strings with a cold metallic sting wrapped around his arm, with no time to react he is yanked back towards the group, his arm getting dislocated as he is slammed on the ground.

The metal strings unravel from his arm as it returns to a person behind him, "Do you not understand the situation you are in?" a deep voice says calmly. He looks up in horror as he realises who it is. Standing before him was a heavily built man, wearing a complete black tuxedo, wearing black sunglasses and a completely shaven head. He stood completely composed with his hands behind him as he stared down and this man.

As he looks up at the person only a single word could escape his lips, "Chikusari…". The sound of his defeated voice made Chikusari smile at his misery.
"Seems I made a bigger impression then you Haratama." Chikusari says as he looks Haratama who simply scoffs at his comment as he looks away.

Chikusari
血 鎖
ちく さり
One of the four leaders of Stainless Steal

Quirk | Vein Manipulation
He can manipulate his own blood veins based on thought. When forming Stainless Steal, he had his veins in his arms and legs coated in a steel liquid, although they are stronger it is harder to move the veins freely.

"That doesn't matter." Haratama finally says as he looks down at the man. "We could have done this the easy way, you give us your stuff we let you go and maybe even let you join our gang, if we think you are useful." After saying this he stamps down hard on the man's leg causing him to let out blood-curdling scream. "However, since you ran like a coward without giving us anything, you are no use to us."

At this moment there was another person with messy black hair and pale skin was watching what was happening from above, wearing a black long sleeved shirt and black pants which had a utility belt wrapped around it. He also had a pair of yellow goggles on with multiple holes along them and a cloth like capturing weapon wrapped several times loosely around his neck.

The Pro Hero: Eraserhead.

The Erasing Hero | Eraserhead
Real name | Shota Aizawa
消太 相澤
しょう た あい ざわ

Quirk: Erasure
He can nullify the quirks of anyone he is looking at. If he blinks or lose line of sight of the person, their quirk returns.

'Looks like they are making another move. If I get the drop on Haratama, I can erase Chikusari's quirk and capture him, but I don't know who the last guy is. I doubt it's just a small time thug with it just being these three.' Aizawa kept thinking of the best way to take them down while ensuring the civilian is safe.

"I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS!" Haratama shouts out as Aizawa quickly turns to see the commutation. "You are just stalling at this point! I bet you are hoping a hero will come save you. Well guess what, not a single hero will ever think about double crossing us!"

Before he could say anything else he receives a punch from the third thug as Haratama staggers back. "Are you fucking stupid?! You should not talk about that so openly." The man says as the watcher places his hand on his chin. 'Double cross them huh… so there really are heroes at least interacting with them.'

"Tch, fine… well enough of this information dump." Haratama says as he walks over to the man, his mask forming a small hole to show part of his mouth. "It's time that we part ways, unknown person." He says in a cold tone as the man tries to crawl away.

Aizawa quickly grabs his capture weapons as his lowers his body into a crouch as he leans over the edge, closing his eye briefly as he does so.

Suddenly the clanking of metal is heard around one of the corners, causing all the gang members to look towards it. "Are you guys are just going to stand there? GO CHECK IT OUT!" Haratama shouts before turning back to his victim.
The man that punched him slowly walks into the alleyway as he looks around, he pauses as he begins to make out a small figure which begins to stand up.

He prepares to fight but with no time to react, he is punched in the gut and is launched into a nearby dumpster. The sound caused from this grabs both of the thugs attention as Haratama stands up and turns towards this person. "So, what do we have here? A hero that doesn't know about us? A gang member wanting to replace us?"

The figure that attacked turns towards the two remaining thugs as he reaches his arm out and points it at Haratama. "A standard person doing what a hero should be doing, instead of them waiting for their next pay check." The shrouded person says, which causes Aizawa to turn towards this person.

'Wait is that guy a… CRAP!' Aizawa quickly tries to turn back to face Haratama, but he uses his quirk to launch a chunk of iron at the unknown figure, passing through his left arm as he winces from the pain before standing back up, then begins to slowly raise his right arm. "My turn, Force Palm | Cannon!"

As he says this his arm recoils as the trash on the ground is pushed to the side and something hits Haratama, knocking him off his feet and implanting him in a wall.

Chikusari looks at this concealed figure as he raises both arms, "No more playing around." He says as starts to activate his quirk, but nothing happens. His face changes to a shocked expression as he looks down at his hands. "Wh-What happened to my qui-" Before he could finish his sentence he receives a flying kick from Aizawa and is quickly wrapped up by his capture weapon and swung towards the buildings wall, knocking him out.

Aizawa turns to face the other person, placing one of his hands in his pockets, "Didn't expect to find someone like you around here." He says to them; the person is slightly concealed by the shadows as he keeps his battle stance ready.

"You know I'm a hero, right?" Aizawa says as he approaches the unconscious group of people.
'Although he has a lot of power, he seems to be able to hold back.' He crouches down as he inspects the second guy that was attacked. 'The only injuries he has are from colliding with the wall, so his quirk doesn't seem to cause damage on its own.'

As he turns back, he sees the person begin searching through the pockets of one of the knocked out thugs, pulling out a phone. He begins to dial a number as Aizawa hears the voice of the automated emergency services number.

Aizawa stands up and stares at him, "It's clear that you aren't a licenced hero, so who exactly are you?"

The person ignores what he says and inserts a device into the phone before speaks into it. "A group of villains have been taken down, they are members of the gang Death Metal. You will find them in the alleyway next to the Nemuru Tatsu." After saying this he hangs up and places the phone next to the unconscious man.

As the person begins to walk away, Aizawa speaks again, "I already contacted the police while I was analysing the situation. They should be any minute now." He continues to walk forward without saying a word. "Perhaps you could help me with something."

He stops and looks over at Aizawa, "What sort of help?"

"I've been tasked to find someone, the police know very little about them, except that they have been in this district recently." Aizawa says looking towards the other guy with a hand in his pocket.

The guy scoffs at him as he turns around. "Can't really help much if I don't know who they are."

The Aizawa grabs his capture weapon as he looks at this guy. "There have been reports of a vigilante taking down all kinds of criminals and causing severe property damage for over a year." As he says this the guy suddenly pauses for a second. "They also always call the police by the criminal's phone. Making him impossible to track."

The guy quickly makes a dash towards the exit, but he feels something metallic pull against his legs, torso, arms and head, holding him in place. He looks around to see Aizawa's weapon wrapped around him, as he tries to move forward, he gets yanked back causing him to skid across the ground, until he feels a boot press against his back.

"Don't try to struggle. If you do, I'll have to beat some sense into you." As he says this, he uses the capture weapon to bind the guys arms behind him and his legs. "Usually I don't go after you vigilantes. However, you seem to have been causing the police a lot of trouble, some of the people you took out were private detectives. If you would just-"

Aizawa cuts himself off as bricks fall to the ground behind him, "Thanks for the tip, Eraserhead." A cold voice says, as Aizawa turns around he sees Haratama standing tall in front of him with his mouth glowing red. "Now it's time for me to go."

After saying this he jumps up and spits a red metal cylinder towards the ground, Aizawa grabs the trapped vigilante and jumps away, a second later it explodes with a cloud of smoke covering Haratama's escape.

Aizawa drops the guy to the ground as he looks around to see that the other gang members have left. 'Damnit. If this vigilante didn't show up, then this would of went down fine.'

He begins to clench his fist as he begins to down at the Vigilante. "Can't you people not cause us massive problems for one day?! Damn stupid…" As he looks down his eyes goes wide as he sees what the vigilante is. "…kid?"

The kid was unconscious as he laid on the ground. He had a smooth rounded face with red hair that stopped just past their shoulders as it slowly faded to silver and his figure was small and slender.
He was wearing a grey hooded jacket which had multiple cuts along the arms and chest, he also wore grey and white tracksuit pants with a pair of worn red trainers.

Before Aizawa could do anything the sound of sirens approaches as lights flash through the smoke. Officers began charging through, seeing Aizawa caught a person they grab him and take him to the police car.
As they take him away the alleyway is closed off for investigation, Aizawa leaves the area and takes his phone out, letting out a sigh. "I must be going soft if I'm doing this…"

Police Station
The next day
10:00 AM

The boy is brought into what looks like an interrogation room, it was mostly an empty white room with what seemed like a one way window, a table set up with four chairs and a computer. He is told to sit down while he waits for someone to come here.

After a couple minutes of complete silence, the boy begins to nod off, but is brought back to full attention as he hears a door open. Looking over he sees a tall man enter the room, he had short black hair and black eyes, wearing a large tanned overcoat, a white shirt with a black tie poking out at the top, black pants and shoes.

He walks to the table and sits down in front of the boy, at first the man just stares at him for a few seconds before letting out a sigh. "I should have known this was your doing…" As he says this, he looks over at the computer screen and starts typing. "Its been a few years since I have seen you Futagotama."

The boy doesn't say anything as he just stares at him, there was no emotion in his face at all, not caring about anything happening now.
The man leans in closer to stare him straight in the eye. "I guess you still remember what my quirk is if you're not talking to me." He says with small smile on his face before continuing. "But you know that if you don't speak at all things will only get worse for you. So, I recommend you try and cooperate with me."

After saying this the boy lets out a sigh as he leans back a bit to try and relax more. "Fine then, but I'd rather you just call me Chikara detective."

The detective sits back to give Chikara some space. "Okay then Chikara, lets get to the main point. Why are you doing this?" As he says this, he turns the screen towards Chikara as he shows a series of news articles. "You have done this for just over a year now. Criminals of all areas and ranking taken down, getting imbedded into the walls with no one seeing who did this. All that was known was the person called the police using the criminal's phone and this only occurred in alleyways or tunnels."

He sits there quietly as he waits for Chikara's response, he simply grins at the detective before speaking. "I thought a detective such as yourself were able to figure these things out, it should be obvious. Or did you only get here from your quirk Tsukauchi?" Chikara stares at Tsukauchi who simply stays silent and wait. Letting out a sigh Chikara speaks again. "I did it because no one else was going to, if I don't intervene when I do, someone is going to die. You should know that the heroes there won't do anything to Stainless Steal."

Tsukauchi sits up right as he clasps his hands and places them on the table. "Look, I know all about your past and why you take things into your own hands. But if you keep doing this, then you could die." As he says this, he looks at Chikara's arm which has been bandaged up after the attack. "We were going to try and find someone to look after you to hopefully find a way to stop you from doing this again. But someone approached with a new offer for you."

As he says this the door opens again as Aizawa comes in, he wasn't wearing his goggles which revealed his tired black eyes. He sits down next to Tsukauchi, nothing happens for a second until something moves around in his scarf. "Hello Futagotama!" A voice calls out as popping out of the scarf is some weird white animal, looking like a bear or dog hybrid. It is wearing a black sleeveless suit with a white shirt, red tie and black pants.

Chikara emotionless face finally changes to show complete confusion and fear as he lets out a gasp, leaning back into his chair. "Wh-What are you?" He tries to say in a calm manner as the creature slowly steps down stands on the same chair as Aizawa.

"What am I? Well I could be a dog or a mouse or even a bear. But more importantly. I am a Principle!" The creature says full of energy as it raises its left paw high into the air, then quickly lowers it. "But you can call me Nezu."

Chikara takes a deep breath as he looks back at Tsukauchi for an explanation. "Nezu was able to talk to us this morning about a proposal for what you could do. I think it would be best for him to explain it." After Tsukauchi says this Chikara turns to see Nezu sitting on the edge of the table right next to him, causing him to let out a small scream as he completely jumps out of his seat, pushing himself against the wall.

Nezu was quite surprised at this response, he was about to approach until Tsukauchi arm reaches over and stops him. "Sorry, I completely forgot about this. You see Chikara gets quite scared around animals, he even has trouble with people who have animal features."

"I AIN'T SCARED OF ANIMALS!" Chikara shouts out in Tsukauchi's direction, his voice slightly trembling.

Nezu calmly walks back to Aizawa, as Chikara begins to sit down, "I was informed by Aizawa about you and what happened last night." Nezu says grabbing Chikara's attention. "After hearing about your feats, I contacted Tsukauchi and now you have an option to have us teach you instead."

Chikara looks a bit confused about what Nezu said as he scratches the side of his neck. "What exactly will you teach me ?"

After Chikara says this Nezu walks over to the computer. "How to be a hero. I'm the Principle at U.A. High School, we will enrol you straight onto the hero course, so you can work towards your hero licence." Nezu says as he shows an image of U.A. High school. "Aizawa would be your homeroom teacher and you will receive education in Literature, English, Mathematics, Modern Art History and Heroics."

Chikara looks towards Tsukauchi and then to the others as he tries to read the situation. "I'm guessing there's more that you aren't telling me yet. Tsukauchi may be kind but he wouldn't let someone off scot-free."

Tsukauchi simply nods as he looks over at Aizawa. He lets out a quiet yawn before speaking. "As your homeroom teacher I would be keeping an eye on you, I will be making note of your progress here and send it over to Tsukauchi."

"Should have seen that coming…" Chikara mutters letting out a sigh as he lowers his head.

He hears one of them clear their throat to get his attention, he looks back up to Aizawa who stares directly at him. "I will also be checking on you in your personal life every now and again. If you do anything that will get you into trouble with the police, then you will be kicked out of here within seconds."

"I'm guessing if I refuse I will have to go through something similar to last time…" Chikara lowers his head for a few minutes as he remains silent, Aizawa was about to say something but Tsukauchi signals him to wait. "Well, I guess I'll do it."

Tsukauchi begins typing into the computer again as he glances over at Chikara. "Would your sister be fine with this decision?"
Chikara doesn't say anything as he crosses his arms and places his head on table, no longer moving.

Nezu walks over to Chikara who doesn't respond at all, slightly lifting his head he sees that Chikara has fallen asleep. "That's strange, was he given something before we came here?" Nezu says with a slightly worried expression which was hidden by his smile.

After Nezu says that Tsukauchi stands up and walks over to Chikara, checking his breathing and pulse. 'It's good to know that they are still in contact with each other.' He thinks as he turns to both Nezu and Aizawa. "He's fine, however there is something else you need to know about Chikara, which ties into the reason I accepted your offer."

Tsukauchi pulls a drawer out as he grabs an envelope and hands it to Nezu. "This document contains information about Chikaramamoru and his sister, Tatemamoru. Chikara has been through a lot of tough stuff in the past, right." He says as he places his hand lightly on Chikara's head.

The door quickly opens causing Tsukauchi to cut himself off as a man briefly enters saying that he is needed. When he leaves Tsukauchi begins to lightly shake Chikara's head. "Nezu, you'll need to look through this, Chikara is… unique compared to any other person in the world." He says pointing at the document in Nezu's hand, he takes his hand off Chikara as he begins to leave. "I'll leave him in your hands now." And with that Tsukauchi leaves the room as the door slams shut, waking Chikara up.

Before he could do anything, he sees Aizawa stand up. "Come on kid. You can go home now." As Aizawa says this Chikara stands up and places his hood over his head, keeping his gaze low to the ground as he leaves.

Walking through the hall he receives a few glares and hear a some of the officers he passes chatter about him. He simply ignores it all as he exits the police station and walks down the street into the busy city, constantly looking towards the top of each building he passes. As the streets become less crowded, he notices that someone was following him all this time, as he turns the corner he stops and waits for whoever was following him.

Aizawa turns the corner then stops as he looks down at Chikara who simply stares back at him. "I have only just left the station and you already don't trust me to find a place to live?"

Aizawa simply leans against the wall as he continues to look down at Chikara. "So, you don't have a place to live then." As he says this Chikara realises the mistake he made when speaking, with him feeling exhausted he couldn't think things through properly.

After some thought Chikara decides to just tell him the truth and get it out the way. "No… I don't. I usually just stayed on rooftops and just made do with what was there." He says as he prepares to walk off.

Before Chikara could go anywhere he feels Aizawa place his hand on his shoulder, letting out a sigh as he stands in front of Chikara. "Come with me…" Aizawa says as he slowly walks away, Chikara stands there for a second drawing a complete to what he just said. "If you want to actually join the hero course then come with me. I'm not planning on wasting time searching for you on some random rooftop." Chikara quickly follows him. Ten minutes later they are both standing outside an apartment complex and begin to go inside.