The Provisional Hero License exam had just finished and everyone that passed was ecstatic. It had been hard few weeks, preparing for the exam and the exam itself, so it was understandable for teens to want to relax. Like that, class 1-A was gathered in their dorm's communal room and were throwing a party.
"Wahooo! We passed!" – Ashido cheered, glass of coke in hand.
""Cheers!"" – glasses clinked together as almost the whole class cheered.
Only Bakugo grumbled from the sidelines and Todorkoki was his usual self but joined the cheerful group.
"I'm So glad I passed. It was super scary at one point. What about you Daku-kun?" – Uraraka asked her friend.
"I guess I was also worried a bit there…" – he mumbled.
"Come on! Cheer up a bit dude! We party tonight! Now, who wants to play games?" – Kaminari said cheerfully.
Iida's eyebrow twitched due to the crumbs spilled by Sero waving around a pack of crackers.
"Do whatever you fucking want! I'm going to fucking murder the make-up exam, so don't bother me!" – Bakugo shouted.
Izuku sweat dropped at his words and laughed a bit awkwardly. He looked at his friends having fun and smiled fondly to himself. The ice cubes in his drink were starting to disappear, so he drank it all at once. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was 19:45.
'20 more minutes.' – Izuku thinks.
"Something wrong Deku-kun?" – Uraraka asks.
"Ah! N-nothing!" he's flustered "I will just… you know, go pour myself another soda. Yeah, that!" – and hurried off to the cooler.
"Is something bothering you Uraraka-kun?" – Iida asks from her left.
She jumps up a bit and almost spills her drink.
"Iida-kun! Don't scare me like that!"
"I apologize."
"But yes. Don't you think Deku looks a bit… more nervous than usual. He's also a bit too tense. The exam passed, so why?"
"I don't know. Maybe Midoriya-kun has something on his mind."
They chat a bit more when suddenly Izuku's phone starts ringing.
A CALL IS HERE! A CALL IS HERE!
"Excuse me. I have to go talk outside for a while."
He goes out and Urarake exchanges a look with Iida. Something didn't feel quite right to her. After a few minutes Izuku comes in.
"Sorry everyone. Something came up and I have to go home for a bit. I'll be back as soon as I can, OK?" – he asks and scratches his cheek a bit.
"No problem!" (Jirou)
"It's cool dude." (Kirishima)
"Just be sure to be back before Aizawa-sensei returns!" (Hagakure)
"OK. I'll keep that in mind." – Izuku smiles and goes up to his room.
'I have more than enough time to get back. According to my information, All Might and Aizawa won't be done until midnight. All Might usually sleeps in the couch in the office or just collapses in his bed as soon as he gets back, he won't have time to look for me. Also, today Aizawa-sensei is out on a patrol and won't be back until at least 4 in the morning. I have more than enough time.' – Izuku thinks to himself.
He gets his keys, a dark hoodie, puts on jeans and leaves his phone in his room 'accidentally' but pulls out a cheap and scratched flip phone from under his bed and covers up its hiding place just in case. He stuffs it in the hoodie's pocket along with some cash. After making sure he forgot nothing, he went down and headed for the exit. He said goodbye and see you later to Ojiro, who was going to his room, and left the dorms. He was unaware of Iida and Uraraka watching him carefully.
"No matter how I look at it, it's suspicious!" – she says.
"Calm down Uraraka-kun. Maybe something happened at his home and he needs to leave."
"No! He's a bit too calm for something like that. I know him!"
"Let's go ask Bakugo-kun then, before jumping to conclusions. He might know something."
They find Bakugo in the living room, glaring at a book.
"Hey! Bakugo, do you know why Deku is leaving?"
"Grr! How the heck should I know?! The nerd's been goin' places lately. Why should I care what shit he's doing? Now, leave me alone! I have to kill the make-up exam!" – he shouts at them, palms sparking a bit.
Iida and Uraraka leave him be and go back to the hallway.
"See! Something is happening! I say we go after him. He mustn't be too far." (Uraraka)
"I don't think this is a good idea Uraraka-kun."
"Come on! He said he was going to his home and I know his address, so let's go!"
After a while Iida agrees, puts on some other clothes and they both leave. They soon reach Izuku's home and wait. The lights are on and there's some movement. Soon the lights turn off and from the apartment building comes Izuku in his dark hoodie, hood up, jeans and a duffel bag over his shoulder.
"See! It's suspicious. Where is he going with that?" – she whispers and Iida just looks.
They follow Izuku like that for a while. They are in central Mustafu and the streets are bustling with the night life, so it gets harder to follow Izuku. He turns a corner in a dark alley and they hurry behind him. They hide behind the corner and look in the alley. It's a dead end and no Izuku in sight only some trash cans and broken bottles.
"Where is he? He couldn't have just disappeared."
"He must have climbed up. Back in Hosu I saw him jump from wall to wall to het higher. He must have done something similar." (Iida)
"OK. Iida-kun, I'll lift us both and I want you to use your engines to move us to the roof!"
"B-But isn't it illegal?"
"Come on or we'll lose him!"
"No! We may have gotten our licenses but that doesn't mean we can use our Quirks whenever! We will go around!"
"Ok." – she huffs and goes after Iida.
They search around the block but don't find Izuku anywhere. At one time they think they've found him but it turns up to be some scarred punk with piercing, purple hair and shark-like metal teeth.
"Wha' cha problem?!" – the teen growl with a thick accent that indicates he's not local.
"W=we're sorry!" – Uraraka apologized.
"Fucking bitch! Nex time ah get bugged by shits like ye, I will fucking bite that hand o yours!" – he rudely slaps her hand and she rubs the spot.
"Hey. That is not appropriate!" – Iida defends Uraraka.
"Like I care what you fuckwads tell me ta do! Now fuck off or I'll bite ya to death!" – he spits at them and leaves, stomping and hunched under his hoodie, hands in pockets.
"Let's go back Uraraka-kun. We probably won't find him."
"I know Iida-kun but I still think we'd have caught him if we had gone to the rooftop." – she pouts but heads towards a bus station.
The two soon returned and waited for Izuku. He returned way past 1 in the morning without the duffel bag.
"Deku-kun!" – she exclaimed.
"Aaah! Don't scare me like that!" – he's genuinely spooked
"Where were you Midoriya-kun?" – Iida asks.
"I was at home-"
"No, you weren't! We-" – she shut up in time.
"You what?"
"Nnothing!"
"We're just worried Midoriya-kun." – Iida comes to save her again.
"Well, there were some things at home, I went there, went out for a while and came back as soon as I could. Now I'm going to bed. Good night." – he went up the stairs and left them both there.
"Ugh! I can't belie it!"
"Come on Uraraka-kun. We should leave Midoriya-kun. He knows what he's doing and I doubt he does something dangerous. He's not hurt or anything."
"Fine! But if he gets hurt, I'll tie him to his bed and you'll help me!" – she points at Iida and leaves for her room.
Iida does the same and they fall to sleep soon after. The next morning Iida and Uraraka ae groggy and with bags under their eyes while Izuku is as fresh as a daisy.
===With Izuku at night===
Izuku was at his home and getting ready for his mission. He had practiced his escape a few times and sneaking out a few times before but it was his first real mission. His mother was fretting over him, like usual.
"Did you take everything? Deodorant? Contacts, hair gel? You didn't forget the swimming cap, right?"
"Don't worry mom! I got everything, even spare gloves and makeup. I'll be back by 1 at the latest and would run if things go south, so don't worry."
"I'm your mother. I can't just stop worrying about you."
"I love you, mom."
"Please, just stay safe, OK?"
"I promise."
He exits the apartment as his mother prepares to go to sleep, she had an early shift the next day. He exits the apartment building he notices some movement with the corner of his eye. He walks towards his destination and his suspicion is confirmed – someone was following him. With the line of work, he was currently taking, he had been preparing for such situations for YEARS! And the people following him were complete noobs. He 'ignored' them and continued his way. He walked towards his destination and kept an eye on his stalkers, he didn't know who they might be but didn't want his mission to be busted by anyone.
He was in center of town when he saw the perfect opportunity to slip away – an alley with an old manhole that was opened easily with just a thug. Izuku smoothly slipped in, then he ran like hell, yanked the lid off, jumped on the sewer and closed the hole. As if he just disappeared somewhere.
"Where is he? ..."
'Uraraka?'
"He must have…"
'Iida?! What are they doing here?!'
He waited and they left soon to look for him. He sighed in relief and headed down the pipe on his left. It led to a street behind Hakoda bank. It was well-hidden, empty and no cameras around. A perfect place to get out and get ready. His usual place was too far away to get there on time before the workers came for the night shift.
He opened the lid of the manhole just slightly, using 1% of One for All and looked around.
'No one in sight or near. Perfect!'
He ducked down put on a face mask and climbed out, closing the lid after him. Izuku quickly started to work on his disguise. He put on black boots with spikes and metal chain, a new pair of thorn-up jeans, dark red T-shirt and his dark hoodie. He pulled out the gloves and pulled them on, effectively hiding his scars and crooked fingers. He sprayed himself with strong deodorant, to hide his scent and that of sewer in case someone had a scent-based Quirk. He then pulled out a mirror and started working on his face. He put colored contacts that made his eyes look yellow and fake metal teeth were quickly attached to make his 'new Quirk'. Makeup to hide his freckled and give himself more menacing look, a swimming cap and a wig he styled with gel made him look like a punk. He even put a few fake piercings to make it more plausible.
'Now, for the last step.' – he pulled out a sketch from his bag and looked at it.
It was a sketch of a punk man in his late teens/ early 20s with a flattened nose, scars on his mouth, one on the forehead and dark, shadowed eyes. Wide jaw, piercings and a pissed off look.
'First name – Kiba, family name – Katsura. Unemployed, likes to drink and gamble, aggressive, threaten to 'bite people to death'. Has a thick accent. Quirk – Metal teeth.'
He put the sketch back in and looked in a small and mirror. He looked ridiculous with how the fake teeth stood awkwardly in his mouth. How the makeup, wig and piercings made him look like kid trying and failing to go into a 'rebellious phase'. He wanted to go back but needed the information more than everything right now and his hurting pride was a small price to pay. Not to mention that these things wouldn't look so ridiculous on him very soon. He concentrated on his reflection and glared. Suddenly his face morphed and he looked exactly like in the sketch, just in color. He was intimidating and the teeth looked as if they were really his and not fake. He grinned, mouth stretching to show each metal tooth. It almost gave him a heart attack but he reminded himself that it was still him.
He had figured this trick when he was 8 and spooked him mom when he appeared with All Might's face and voice, shouting "I am here!". No one could explain it, because he WAS Quirkless. They had gone to check it again but the results were the same as the first time. He promised his mom to not show off his newfound ability but after the attack at USJ, the summer camp and Kamino, he had talked to his mother and told her the truth about his sudden Quirk development and All Might. In the end they both agreed that something has to be done. So, Izuku sharpened his 'Face change' ability and could easily hold it for half a day without getting tired and his voice imitation was a top notch. With a lot of planning he had prepared everything for plan "Mole". He'd created a persona, became that persona and gathered information about the League and All for One. It was risky but Izuku knew that they won't expect someone like Izuku, with a strength Quirk and kind personality to literally transform into a rude, aggressive small-time criminal and hang out in the Red light district and the slums.
He put all his stuff in the bag and headed for the station. There were lockers there and he had to put the duffel bag away for a few hours.
…..
Izuku- No! He was Kiba now!
Kiba was in one of the shady bars and was sitting on the counter, a small cup of tequila with ice in front to him. He was in his 3rd bar currently and was listening to rumors and other useful things. He had overheard about a dealer of Trigger that had started business in the area and made sure to note it. He also overheard many useless info like how much some guy got from a lady he cornered and how they were planning to have a heist at some date in the future but weren't sure if it will even happen.
He took a sup and scowled because of the taste. Kiba could hold his alcohol but hated the taste of it and avoided it almost all the time but it was needed in this scenario. The door opens with a bang and a few tattooed punks get in the bar. He only glances at them and returned to what he was doing. On the way here he's met one like them and made him piss his pants and run away with one death glare and toothy grin. He decided to stay a bit more and leave for the next place he'd marked for tonight. He had to visit a black market in the ghetto and one last bar before getting back home for a quick shower, then he'd return to the dorm before Aizawa noticed. It was a nice plan but something would always try to fail plans like that. It was also true for his plan.
"Hey you! The hooded shit. Move your ass out of the way, we're taking these seats." – punk 1, leader, said.
His cronies were behind him, grinning and waiting for the show. The bar also quieted down and waited for the show. Kiba took a breath and downed the whole glass of tequila at once. He glared at the punks but didn't stand up.
"Are ya talkin'ta me?! Huh, you bastard?" – he stood his ground against them, metal teeth slinking in his mouth.
"Yeah! I was talking to you, brat! Now move." (leader)
"Yeah, better listen to the boss or you'll pay!" – ane of the lackeys said from behind.
"He…hehe…" – Kiba chuckled.
"What's so funny? Huh?!" (leader)
"HahahahahHAHAHA!" he laughed with whole throat, shark-like metal teeth glinting in the low light "Ha… YOU think that ya can do somethin' ta me? Ha! Pathetic." – he said the last part with a deadpan.
"That's it! You are dead!" – they attacked like a mob.
Kiba shot to his feet but didn't activate One for All, instead he used his raw strength to fight them off. It all went well until one of the goons tried to hold a knife to his throat. It all happened in a flash.
"GYAAAAAAAAH!" – the knife dropped as the goon clutched his forearm, blood dripping on the floor.
Everyone stood still and all turned to look at the hooded boy. His lips were pulled back in a snarl and there was some thorn, bloodied cloth hanging from the metal jaws.
'I- I BIT him?!' Izuku was panicking internally 'I went too far! What do I do?'
Izuku had become Kiba for the night and was doing well, a bit TOO well. Just now he realized that he'd gotten so much in the role that he BIT someone, thankfully he hadn't torn any flesh, just some of the sleeve.
"Shit! The bastard actually bit me!"
Izuku realized that panicking now may mean his discovery or demise, so he forced himself into the role of Kiba once more. He pulled the bloodied fabric out of his mouth and pocketed it with a disgusted look on his face.
'I have to get rid of it somewhere discreetly.' – he thought.
"Y-you bastard! How dare you do this!?" (leader)
"Eh? How ah dare do it? Shishishi!" he laughed menacingly through metal teeth "You fucks dared ta go at me? I'm ina good mood, so I'm givin ya a chance!" he grinned maniacally, mouth pulled so far it almost split his face in half "Ya can piss yer pants and be off like tha last sorry bastard or… I WILL BITE YOU TO DEATH!" – he made his face darken and made his voice deeper and gravellier to be more intimidating.
It worked perfectly and they ran away the moment he snapped his jaw at them. They were out of the bar in a second.
Clapclap! – someone clapped.
"Bravo! I never expected to find such a promising man such as yourself, in a dingy bar like this. My name is Sato, that's how everyone calls me. What's your name?" – a tall man in hawaiian shirt, round glasses and shorts comes over.
Izuku notes that he has lizard-like feet and a tail, there are also some scales on his stomach. He has short brown hair and slit eyes.
"Wha does it matter ta ya old man?" – he slams a bill on the counter for his drink and starts to leave.
"Now, now! I am here to offer you job. I rarely see someone vicious like yourself. You many as well rival Shigaraki in terms of bad temper."
Suddenly Sato is on the floor and Kiba is pinning him, one hand squeezing the throat, the other painfully pressing him in the ribs, a place that causes him pain if pressed the right way.
"What did ya say? Ya dare compare ME ta some handsy bitch?"
"Cough! Calm down please. I was just offering you a few recommendations. Not to mention the League-guah!" – he cried out as Kiba squeezed harder, razor sharp teeth getting a bit too close to his face.
"Speak faster to da point! Or I will bite ya to death!" – he snapped his teeth only a few millimeters from Sato's face.
"Here!" - he pulled out a few cards out of his pocket and gave them to Kiba.
"Oh? Quirk fighting ring? Trafficking guard? Is that it? You were spouting something bout the League and Shigaraki? Like ya knew them or somethin'. Ah am reaaaly~ interested in seeing if that handsy man is worth his ralt or he's just some sissie."
"I-I was trying to tell that ever since Kamino ward, the whole League has gone quiet! Even some rumors say people started to leave it! Let me go, now!" – he squirmed under Kiba.
"Hmph! Ya'r in luck ah am in a good mood today, otherwise… hehe…" – Kiba licked his teeth, a bit of drool almost dropping but he sucked it in quickly.
He let Sato's throat and rose to his feet, stalking out of the bar with a look that creeped everyone out, even Sato who has dealt with some serious villains, not just normal thugs like those you'd find in bars. In Sato's eyes, Kiba was someone vicious enough to rival Shigaraki in means of torture.
"Thank God that guy went away!"
"I thought he was just some punk put he was a psycho!"
"I think he actually EATS people! Did you see how he bit that guy, no hesitation. And how easily his teeth tore the skin!"
"Gosh, that was creepy! Did you see his face?! He looked giddy! Like, heck, he may be seriously thinking about facing Shigaraki!"
…..
Izuku hurried out and as soon as he was in a safe area with no people around, he puked in a trash can, rinsed his mouth and spat again. He could still taste the blood.
'Get hold of yourself!' he said as he felt his face shift a bit 'I still have 2 more places to go!' – Izuku steeled his expression into Kiba's vicious one and went towards the black market.
===Time skip===
He returned to his home just a few minutes before 1. He was tired but made sure not to wake his mother up. Ha had made sure no one had followed him several times, changed his clothes, removed his disguise, used a different deodorant and even went to a few stores just to be sure of it.
Izuku disposed of the cloth he had bitten off by burning it in the bathroom and flushing the ashes down the toilet. He put his clothes for washing and went to take a bath. He got out only after he was sure he had gotten rid of the deodorant's scent.
'I learned some useful info tonight and maybe, Katsura Kiba may be useful in other ways. It may be illegal but if it means helping the heroes and my friends, then it's worth it!' – he clenched his crooked fingers.
Izuku dried himself and started preparing to go back to the dorms. As he dried his hair off his eye caught the glint of the metal teeth. He had scrubbed them off earlier and they were smooth and shiny.
He had made them on a whim but decided to use them as a pseudo Quirk to make his disguise more believable.
'I wonder…' he put the teeth on, yet again and made only his mouth change to accommodate them better '…They fit like a glove right now. If I hadn't met All Might that day, would have I used these and my ability to get into UA?'
Izuku looked himself in the mirror and made a few poses. He smiled and shuddered. It was indeed creepy, no matter how much he'd seen it.
'Better not think about it. The past is behind me and they may have arrested me if I tried a stunt like that. Not to mention how I look like a villain with these.'
He washed the teeth, hid them in his room. He was finally ready to leave, so he wrote a note for his mother, to know he had returned and was alight.
'Time to go back. I just hope I come up with an excuse before I get back. I bet Iida and Uraraka would have questions. I also feel a bit guilty for what I did in front of them… No! I MUST make sure no one finds out!'
He locked the door and headed back with a confident stride… that lasted for about 10 minutes.