Welcome to a dream I had that I could not get out of my head. So here it is. I make no promises on how much and how quickly I will update, but I hope you enjoy this OC adventure into Boku no Hero/My Hero Academia.

4/2/19 Edited grammar mistakes and proper tense for the actions. (Past tense vs. present tense)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, original storyline, or setting of My Hero Academia. This is a fanfiction made for free entertainment. Please support the official release. Thank you.

"For the third week in a row, record low temperatures reign in Tokyo…" The T.V. Screens played behind the glass of the store as a boy walked quickly past, moving into the back alley. His breath held in the night air as he pulled his hood tighter to hide, from the cold and others. In the back alley, he made his way towards the fire escape and ascended.

this is a bad move and you know it…

'Not like I have a choice…'

Focus kid, you wanna make it in and out you need to keep loose and stay out of sight.

'Yeah, I know…'

I still don't get why you are even doing this, what good has your family been for you? I think you should just disappear and let them deal with the shit for once.

'Alright enough from the peanut gallery, let me do my job so I can just go home.'

He shifted his backpack as the voices became quiet, ensuring the goods wouldn't leave his pack. His black athletic pants made no noise as he moved up the stairs, his sneakers were carefully placed to be silent. The black hoody clung to his body and the black face mask covered everything except his purple eyes. He went to the edge of the roof and started to plot his path. He backed up and leaned forward.

"Three…two…one…go."

He raced to the edge. Sprung from the ledge. The cold wind stung his eyes as he fell. He pulled his legs in as he reached for his core. He threw an arm forward to the ground that rushed to meet him. His eyes sparked and the ground rippled with purple bolts of energy. It formed an open circle, opening to the sky above showing the next rooftop. He is propelled through the window at high speed and flies through the air far above the next building.

Not stopping his momentum, he opened the next portal along a wall across the street, higher than the next roof. The further he went the darker the city got, the more broken the windows, the dirtier the roads were. The people moved faster in the streets, all but blurs in the eyes of the boy.

He landed on the roof of his destination, sneakers sliding to a stop near the edge. He caught his breath as his heart stops pounding, the bite of the wind was gone but the high still remained. He set his pack on the roof and checked the contents. All good. He put the pack back on and went to the fire escape. He quickly moved down it to avoid detection.

look out.

He stopped dead in his tracks as he hears the footsteps down the alley.

"This the place?" The gruff voice echoed down to the side alley the boy is in. He ducks behind a trashcan. He holds still.

"Yeah, Machiru, this is the meetin' point. Just wish these Precepts weren't so paranoid. Business is always a bitch with them, but they're always good to their word. Now hurry up." The second voice is a bit lighter but stronger.

That has to be the buyers, you made it, early even. Just listen and follow.

He followed them keeping his footfalls light. The neon lights from the red-light district made a jagged contrast to the grimy alley. From neon red to pink, to blue, then back to red. The shadows danced to the unheard music and the boy follows the beat behind the two men.

They wore black suits, one had rams' horns sticking out from his curly brown hair. The other larger man looked as if his suit was ready to break. He carried a metal briefcase as his crimson hair hung down his back in a ponytail. They turned left heading to the cross section of four buildings. Waiting around the corner the boy watched as they approach a metal slatted door. They knocked twice rapidly, then three slow taps. The shutter slid open to see them. A voice rang out lighter than the rest, "Open the case, we wanna see that you got what we want."

"Sure, show'em Machiru." A click followed after and the shutter closed. Three different locks were undone and the door silently opened. The boy stepped forward into the new light and quietly followed. The men walked in, the boy made it to the door right as it closed. He knocks three hard knocks then five quick taps. He looked up at the metal slider on the door and saw a pair of beady eyes looking at him, as if they were coming out of the metal itself.

"Took ya long enough, mule. Get in here, you're almost late."

"Sorry Joi, had to be sure I wasn't followed."

"Shut the fuck up and lock the door behind ya, Haruto."

Haruto turned and locked the door, first the chain then the two deadbolts. He followed down the path of the out of use office building, his steps scuffing along the cheap white tile. The dirty drywall stretched on as Haruto tailed behind the small man. His black body suit stood out in the fluorescent lighting with his white plague mask sticking out. They walked along until they heard voices around the corner.

"…worry about it, the mule should be here soon. Probably was just making sure everything was there before coming. You brought the money, we deliver the goods. Speak of the devil… Get over here Haruto."

The hooded boy entered the room as Jio stood by the door. The meeting room had all the blinds pulled other than the small openings from damage. The only thing that wasn't broken in the room was the table, which the two men from early and an average yakuza by the name of Kotetsu were standing around. Haruto walked up and took off the pack. Unzipping it he pulled out a black case and slid it over to the Yakuza. He opened it and turned the case.

"See gentlemen, as requested, 10 Eraser Bullets and 15 Enhancers. Well, 11 and 16 so you can test the product for yourselves. The enhancer should last about 10 minutes, standard… But the Erasers… they are much better than our last batch. They should last about 6-8 hours." He then pulled out a bullet and an enhancer, handing one to each man. They each inject one into themselves. The ram-horned man's veins bulged, while the man with red hair seemed to shrink, his suit now oversized for him. They nodded and handed over the cash.

"Good, now if you want us to keep making more…" Haruto stood in the room, backpack once again on his shoulders. He stood by one of the windows and peered through the blinds not focusing one the words. He just wanted to go home. The shadows in the ally are muted again, neon red, pink, blue as he stared towards the starless sky. The roof stuck at a sharp angle as the shadows danced.

Oi, you got company.

Haruto blinked as his eyes shifted, one of the shadows was not dancing, it was getting bigger. His pulse picked up as he turned his head back to the office.

"We will take another batch as soon as you can make it. We were told to offer double for the next batch if we can get it within a week. But we-"

"Hey, someone's out there, are we supposed to have more people showing up?" Haruto's voice cracked as he looked between the businessmen. They all froze a moment. Right before hell broke loose.

"Pack up and take your shit! Jio hide, you two out the back. Mule start running!"

DUCK!

Haruto hit the floor as the glass above him shattered. A shadow burst in yelling, "Freeze, you are under arrest for drug trafficking!" The man ran past Haruto as the hero chased the men running. Gunshots rang out as purple energy raced underneath the boy. He fell through the ground and out the side of the wall on the next roof. He ran.

He started sprinting across each rooftop leaping from edge to edge.

Dive left!

Haruto dove left to only just avoid being caught by loose cloth.

'Cloth?' He kept running but turned his head to see a man in black chasing him. The cloth bandages floated around him as his eyes glowed red locking onto Haruto. The bronze eye goggles shine from the light below as a tired voice calls out.

"Can you just stop and get arrested? I've had a long night already."

Are you kidding me?! Eraser Head?! Kid you have to run! He is a true pro! He can erase your quirk as long as he can see you. Keep breaking eye contact and portal out!

Duck you idiot! Keep going! You get caught and it is over!

Haruto dove forward off the building avoiding the cloth again. As he met the ground the next portal opened launching him from the adjacent roof. He turned left. Jumped a ceiling vent. Wove through the next fire escape. He ran for the wall and opened another portal. His goal was in sight as he saw the highway bridge out in the distance. He focused as he dove!

SMACK!

Haruto crumbled to the roof as he hit headfirst into the wall. He groaned as the cloth he narrowly dodged before wrapped around his body locking him in place.

"Finally, what a hassle."

His body turned to face the sky, but all Haruto could see were the glowing red eyes and elevated hair of his captor. His eyesight blurred as he slipped into unconsciousness. It was over.

14-year-old Haruto Jima had been caught.

I hope you enjoyed this; reviews are always appreciated as I aim to make this story better as time crawls on.