A/n: This is my first ever written story and will most likely be my last depending on how this does as this will most likely be from being bored and wanting to be productive. But I'm doing this after writing the chapter and I already feel like I want to do more. I don't plan to take this seriously but I would like to finish this. I am a novice writer so please leave constructive criticism or any criticism really.

I plan on make this mature, for the themes this will delve into and also I am 18 and this is what i'm going to write, I think i'd struggle toning down for all ages. Depending on the reactions on this could decide how quick the next chapter will be

Prologue Part 1

8 years ago

Shota Aizawa is crouched on a tree branch, scouting an abandoned warehouse out in the woods outside Musutafu on a clear night, moonlight giving a clear view of the whole building. Reports have been made of possible villains hiding out some heat here which could turn out to be some homeless person escaping the cold nights, due to this, no hero found this worthy of there time. Aizawa being in his third year of being a pro hero knew someone had to do it and being out in the sticks, no media was to see his exploits. He found the media tiring and a waste of time, and also avoiding them an essential to his career, more exposure he gets, the more villains learn his quirk and he couldn't have that, his combat style depended on it. So small jobs like this, he might as well do it. Haven't seen any movement through the windows. I can see most of the main work floor part of the warehouse but I guess I have to get in to check the small side rooms and the office. I swear if there isn't anyone here or evidence of villains, i'm pushing the next job onto Mic. What am I thinking? Mic and stealth? Jesus what a pair.

Aizawa drops down and dashes towards the shadows of the rusty but still sturdy fences, not wasting a second getting over it, only being in the moonlight for a second before his back in the comfort of the shadows as he advances towards some empty shipping crates, using his momentum to climb on top of quickly to gain access of the roof and get to the skylights. If i'm doing this, might as well do it properly, no point gaining bad habits. Aizawa scans inside the warehouse, confirming what he saw from the branch, completely empty and looks like it has been for a while. He opens the latch and lifts the skylight, slipping in and onto the beams, then using his scarf to lower himself down quickly and quietly to the floor. I don't know how Power Loader did this but he knows how to make a damn good scarf. He stands in the middle of the wide open room with a half built conveyor belt taking in the surroundings for his report or for an impromptu exit, not letting himself get comfortable. He makes his way to the only door connecting the work floor, leading to the office area of the warehouse, Aizawa did his research and knows the floor plan and how many rooms he needs to clear. The hinges are rusted as he opens the door, having to lift it up a bit to open a bit to slip in to an empty hallway and looking down it as moonlight seeps through the windows as the hairs on the pro hero's neck stand up. The documents clearing the construction of this warehouse doesn't clearly say who or what it is for, only answers I could find was that it was for some rich entrepreneur trying a new business scheme but it all fell through and it being so out of the way, no one has bothered repurposing it. The 22 year old lifts his googles off to rest around his neck as he opens a door leading into the first room, not needing to step in as the room was empty with the exception with 3 chairs in the corner and a flipped table against the wall. "Nothing Eraserhead? No. Shocker" Jesus how am I having sass with myself…. I have to hurry this up. Eraser turns and opens the adjacent door, this time stepping into the room and looking around and only seeing empty cardboard boxes scattered about and a bunch of cobwebs going from corner to corner of the room. It still bugs me, why did the plan fall through? Why did no one buy this building? Even if it is out of the way, a empty warehouse is a empty warehouse ready to be put to use. If there is a few homeless people in one of the next two rooms, what is so bad about leaving them here, they are trespassing but on whose property? The entrepreneur was a foreign one, he probably doesn't even remember this building.

He turns and exits back into the hallway and clears the next room, finding evidence of what could have been a set up for a homeless person but it has been a while since they left. And left they did in a hurry, few possessions left behind like this quarter filled lighter and one glove? Maybe villains scared them off, heard them coming and left when they could. I hope they got out okay. Aizawa has been walking normally but the idea that something could actually be in the next room made him get low and ready, hand on his goggles lifting them back on as he enters the hallway and slowly approaches the fourth door. He reaches up for the door handle and slowly goes to open it to find that this door is locked. First locked door in this entire place? What a coincidence. Aizawa reaches into his pockets for his lock pick and gets to unlocking the door, getting ready to rush and get close to whoever is inside and on to the next. From the signs that show lack of activity and the signs of these rooms, no more than 4 could be in this room, max 5. Before entering, roll a smoke and get to the furthest from the door first going low in the smoke, while the others can't see if i've entered or not, focused on the door and take them from behind. After a deep breath and his grip tightens on the handle, he follows through pushing the door open and throwing the smoke as he swings the door wide open as he rolls into the smoke to get into the room quick but halfway his plans are pointless, he can tell this room is empty from the lack of reaction as he stands up in the room as it fills with smoke. Wasted a smoke-bomb, wasted a three hours of doing something worthwhile. Eraserhead takes his goggles off and sighs, irritated. Smoke will clear in a minute, clear this room and get out of here and could probably stop a drug deal before sunrise. The pro hero turns around as he looks across the room as the smoke gets clearer, he notices a stack of boxes in one corner and the lack of answer he has gotten tonight pulls the hero to them. Picking up one of them reveals that again it is empty and no label on it describing what it was for, as he moves on to the next and the next, each not revealing anything. The smoke now fully cleared Aizawa can make out a black metal floor under the boxes as he just pushes them out of the way, no longer caring for the boxes as they reveal nothing as it seems their only purpose now was to hide a black metal hatch. As he kneels down next to it, he takes in the 3 large and worn out padlocks on each side except the hinges, Aizawa knocks softly on the hatch as he listens as the knock does reveal that it is hollow and not just a pointless hatch.

There was no underground plans in the blueprints and nothing in the property contract so why is there a hatch? Unless that's the point? That's why the scheme fell through, the entrepreneur forced out so villains could get this underground bunker or base but why would it be locked like this? Unless it's a stash or drugs here for safekeeping? I don't know how large this could be, I could call for back up but its nearly 4am and it could just be empty with only a bit of money inside, I can handle this.

The lock pick is brought out again as he works on each padlock, pulling them off quietly to not alert whatever could be in there. After all padlocks are off and he pulls the lock open, he lifts it slowly up and rests the hatch against the wall, revealing a set of stairs descending into darkness. As he takes the first step down, the smell hits him and instantly feels the urge to be violently sick which he bites down and ignores the urge as he grabs his scarf and wraps it around his nose and mouth as it is breathable and blocks the smell as best as it could. Eyes watering, Aizawa pulls his goggles up and pulls out a utility flashlight and sees down the stairs only revealing only a few steps to the bottom which he takes slowly, the smell getting stronger and stronger. Did a dead animal get trapped down here? Or 10? Feels like my nose is getting set on fire. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, Aizawa saw him immediately, a scrawny bony boy chained to the wall tightly, head dropped. He looked on in shock as the boys ribs cage were on full display with each bone and indentation visible, his arms and legs look devoid of any muscle, all of this visible through the boys dark long hair, that's longer than his body but the thing that got Aizawa shocked the most, which left the young hero's throat dry was the fact he could see the boys chest lifting and dropping. H-his breathing?! He goes to move towards to boy and that's when he realises where the smell was coming from, the boy being chained with no room to move and no toilet visible, the answer was obvious. Aizawa's breathing starts to pick up quickly but just as quickly it halts, as the boys head stirs and raises to look at him. H-his gagged? And his eyes are so devoid so…lifeless. The two stare at each other until the boy realises whats going on and starts to struggle and thrashing violently against his restraints, tears starting to run down his cheeks. Aizawa Shota, while only three years new as a pro hero, has seen many people panicked and scared and reacted in so many ways but the way this boy was reacting, the way his restraints started to cut into his wrists, made the pro feel small, like he knew nothing about true horror. He reacted quickly to the boy, pulling out a syringe and getting close to the boy quickly and injecting him with tranquilliser to calm him and put the boy out. Aizawa turned to get up the stairs and make a call to anyone who could help him right now and as he walked out of the basement, phone already ringing, he missed the boys wrists start to smoke.

The pro stood in the room looking at the open hatch as the phone rang, not being able to drag his eyes from it for a second. The phone answers and a tired voice comes through "Yo Aizawa, its 3:56am, I got a radio show in the mor-".

"Mic i'm sending you my co-ordinates now, bring a ambulance and a patrol car. Im also going to get ahold of Midnight. This is urgent".

Aizawa's tone got Hizashi Yamada to wake up quick, he never heard his close friend use that tone "Uh yeah Eraser, i'm on it, i'll be there as soon as I can" as his already looking for his costume.

"Thank you" and with that Eraserhead got to calling Midnight, knowing her quirk might be handy.

Now Present Mic was worried, Aizawa thanked him. "Shit" as he put his arms through his sleeves.

Extra A/n: This is the result of staying up between 3am and 5am so please let me know if you can tell the writing seems a bit tired and rushed and where so I could edit and fix it. Much appreciated.

Also I do plan on making the next chapter at least twice as long maybe even more, I don't like how short this one is too but seemed like a good place to end it and I need to sleep.