Being a hero was often something that kids thought about from early on in their lives. In a world where everyone developed some sort of power or mutation at a young age, the dream was never really out of the realms of possibility. Strangely though, KO, who'd grown up talking about heroes and collecting the hundreds of POW Cards produced each year, had taken a surprising amount of time to realize he could be like those heroes in his cards.

Carol for one always knew her son would one day strive for the heroics, but the fact that it had taken her casually mentioning the possibility of it to KO for him to realize it still made her laugh to herself every so often. No one could deny that he had spirit and potential even at his young age, but he was still a kid so of course he would be a bit short sighted.

A year had past since he started his 'training' at Gar's Hero store and he'd made much more progress than she'd expected. When she allowed him to work at the store back then, she'd thought he'd learn things yes, mostly responsibility and a good work ethic for when he got older. Carol didn't really think he'd get to work on controlling his power to as great a degree as he had and to say she was proud of her little peanut was a gross understatement.

Carol couldn't help but start to get a bit nostalgic for her own days as a hero as she thought of KO's journey as she waited for him in the tank car. The seasons were changing from summer into autumn and the sun was setting earlier than usual. She didn't mind, already thinking of what she would dress KO as for Halloween since they had had a mother son matching costume going on for the past few years.

"Hi Mommy!" KO's cheery voice sprang from the passenger's side of the tank as KO jumped in.

"How ya doin peanut?" she grinned, messing up his hair a bit as he buckled up, "Did you have a good day?"

"Oh yeah definitely!" KO smiled, though it slowly got less enthusiastic, "Well, umm mostly. Ever since Professor Venomous started working with Lord Boxman the Boxmore robots have gotten a whole lot more tougher!" he said.

"I saw." she said, starting the tank up. "But I also saw it was nothing for you and your friends."

His smile returned, "Yeah! We're pretty much experts at fighting those robots now but hah..it was still a bit more than we're used to."

"I'm sure you kids can handle it, you've all leveled up recently so I guess it makes sense for the universe to make the enemies you fight level up as well. Everything has a kind of balance to it."

"I guess. This just means I'll get stronger too!"

"I'm sure you will kiddo."

When Inko Midoriya looked in the mirror, she could almost swear every day left her with more and more grey hairs. All of them stemming from the single source of her son's enrollment at UA, the most prominent school for heroes in Japan and arguably most of the world. It had been almost a year now since then and to say things had changed in their life was to understate things. Her son Izuku, he'd been among the striking few of people born without a power, a quirk. She could still remember the day they found out he would never develop one, holding her heartbroken son and apologizing for fate that he would never be a hero. Inko wished she could have said something different that day.

Yet against all the odds, at the age of 15 he developed one with….much too much power. Maybe if he'd developed one like hers, the levitation of small objects, or his father's flamethrowing ability even, it could have worked out just a bit better. But his quirk "Superpower", it destroyed his body to use it and though he assured her time and time again that he was improving his control….it didn't horribly matter if villains kept targeting him.

Inko couldn't understand what any villain would want to do with her son or his classmates..well, maybe she could, they were the heroes of tomorrow...it didn't matter, he always seemed to be in danger now. Her heart could hardly take it anymore, even when the #1 hero advocated for Izuku's continued training, it had been a hard decision to let him continue going to UA, especially now that he would be living on campus.

What on Earth was she thinking when she said yes? Sure no more major incidents had occurred since then but, well, oh well.

Inko sat in the living room which felt so empty since Izuku left to the dorms, sighing as she looked at a photograph of a young Izuku. At least he'd be coming to visit today.

She almost jumped as she heard knocking at the door, "Hey umm mom? I forgot my key at UA could you open the door?" Izuku said from outside.

"Oh, I'm coming!" Inko called back as she ran over to the front door and swung it open practically crushing her son in a hug before he could even walk in.

"Long time no see." Izuku laughed, hugging her back with almost as much strength.

When had he grown up so big?

"Did you hear about the villain Strike?" a woman said aloud as she sat in a bench in front of a magnet train. Her skin was dark as a void and her hair flowed around her body, similar in color to that of a galaxy and even looked to have stars dotted inside of it.

There were a few people who waited for the train in the area around her and despite her unusual appearance she drew no real attention as a man with the head of a rabbit sat on a bench across from her. A woman with a space themed quirk was hardly the craziest thing many people had seen in their lives, but the way she spoke to no one in particular is what caught the man with the rabbit head to take notice.

"I umm, can't say that I have miss." he replied, "Does he have something to-"

"I heard he really struck out against some heroes a few weeks ago." she continued speaking, not giving him a chance to finish as she made it clear she wasn't talking to him either.

The man was growing uncomfortable around her, she didn't seem like a villain but with the retirement of the #1 hero he wouldn't be surprised if some were becoming more bold, she could also be eccentric but you could never be too careful. He quickly switched seats.

She didn't seem to care or even notice, "Yes I do think he had a lot of potential but he bit off way more than he could chew by summoning so many heroes at once. I'm sure we could do much better." she paused a moment, "Oh yes, I'm already in position, I even have a target in mind. Won't you wish me luck?"

The rabbit man could still hear her, he yanked out his phone in order to dial the Japanese police and wondered if he should do something himself to stop her.

He'd barely typed in the first digit when his phone vanished in a mist similar to the kind forming from the woman's hair.

"One moment brother, I have to take care of a rat." she smiled.

Well I hope you enjoyed this first chapter! I've had the idea running around my head for a good while now so I thought it wouldn't hurt to finally put it to paper!