AN: So I managed to get the inspiration to get another chapter out, the response to the last one was pretty good, with a lot of people liking the idea of a Sylar-esque Izuku, which I too like the idea of.
On top of that I am beginning to find that I enjoy writing the 'superhero' type stories, as I have another one which is a Tokyo Ghoul/ Avengers story. They're pretty fun to write actually, and I am beginning to understand why film makers and anime creators enjoyed churning out this type of stuff. It's easy to write, and good fun too.
That being said I had to hold back on my desire to write a Percy Jackson/ DC story as I instead wanted to see where I can go with this story.
Thus far I have only a basic outline of what I want to happen. I have no pairings in mind yet, and only a few plot points.
It is worth noting I have only seen the anime and am not an avid manga reader, and so my knowledge is limited to the anime and the My Hero Academia Wikia site. Still I am pretty happy with this chapter and hope you all enjoy it too.
Thanks for reading.
Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia, or the elements from 'Heroes' that I have played around with.
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(Last Time)
The murderer's eyes widened at that, recognising the murderous look in the still pleasantly smiling Izuku's eyes as he did so, even as he tried to get away, only to find himself frozen as Izuku dropped the bone spike and telekinetically held the murderer still with one hand, even as he raised his other hand into the air, his first two fingers extended as he began to draw it through the air.
If the murderous mugger were able to, he would have screamed as he felt the agonizing pain of the flesh and bone of his skull being sliced through by a telekinetic blade, unfortunately though he couldn't.
In fact all he could do was stare in pain and horror as blood down his face and obscured his blurring vision as Izuku continued to rip his head open.
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Chapter 2
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(In the Underpass, several hours later)
"Well this is a real shit show isn't it." Naomasa Tsukauchi stated bluntly as he looked around at the cordoned off area around him, a dark, dingy underpass that passed under a busy road, one that was currently swarming with forensic scientists and other police officers.
The dark haired, dark eyed detective sighed as he eyed the dead body he had been called here to investigate, the thin, rangy victim in question having been identified as a career criminal by the name of Issei Nakamura, a real nasty piece of work who had been in and out of prison since he was a teen, with charges relating to assault, theft and burglary.
The man was a waste of space, a Villain that used his Invisibility Quirk to prey upon innocent people. He had been a little shit, but Naomasa was not sure that he had deserved to die like he had.
Naomasa had been a detective for nearly ten years now, and in that time he had seen some fucked up things. After all when one worked in a society where eighty percent of the population had superpowers, or rather Quirks as they were generally referred to, it was generally a given that you would come across some nasty bastards who abused their powers.
This though, this was something else. This wasn't a fight between two Quirk users gone wrong, nor was it a case of simple self-defence. Nakamura had been murdered, and brutally so, a puncture wound to his guts, that looked like it had been caused by some kind of spear, a crushed larynx and finally the top half of his head ripped open, and his brain exposed to the open air.
Naomasa shook his head at that, looking away from the bloody sheet that had been placed over Nakamura's body, his gaze instead flicking over to the half dozen reporters he could see behind the police, the different journalists and their cameramen all jostling each other as they tried to get the best shot of the crime scene.
The vultures.
Reaching into the pocket of his tan coloured trench coat, Naomasa pulled out a half full carton of cigarettes, one of which he pulled out before he stuck it in his mouth and lit it with a zippo lighter that he pulled out from his other pocket.
He was supposed to be quitting these dammed death sticks, but sometimes cases like these forced his hand, because as unhealthy as they were, smoking them were therapeutic, and helped him to relax.
"Sir." Ino, a pretty, blonde junior detective called out as she walked over to her superior, the lithe blonde in question wearing a smart black pantsuit, over the top of which she had on a black parka, with a fur lined hood, and an electronic tablet tucked under one of her arms. "I've just got the initial report back from the boys back at the station."
"Go then, did they come back with anything new?" Naomasa asked curtly as he turned away from the reporters, and the line of policemen holding them back, his gaze instead landing on his subordinate.
"They did as you asked and put the keywords; brain, victim and murder into the International Villain Database, looking to see if there was a match." Ino began, referencing the worldwide database on Villains, one which was run and operated by several internationally funded research groups and then shared worldwide with all agencies, secret services and police forces.
It was a very handy tool that allowed information on Villains to be available when needed at just a click of a button. Just one of a number of innovation and evolutions that crime stopping agencies had gone through since the Quirks began developing. With the advent of Quirks and the rise of those who abused their powers to enrich themselves, Villains, not just creating the Hero profession in response, but also forcing the different crime stopping agencies to rapidly adapt and evolve with the times.
"And?" Naomasa asked, taking a drag of his cigarette as he did so.
"And they came up with a possible match." Ino replied, a frown on her face as she pulled out her tablet before she began flipping to the response from the technicians back at the police station. "Apparently over the last five years, there has been a Villain, or I suppose Vigilante as you could probably call him, either way it's a bit unclear, by the name of 'the Shrike' operating across Europe and Asia."
"The Shrike." Naomasa echoed a frown on his face now, the name was familiar, as too was the whole ripping open the head thing, he vaguely remembered another case like that happening near to here a few years ago, but he couldn't quite remember. "Isn't he the one of the ones who stops Villains with lethal force?"
Ino nodded at that. "He's got at least thirty two confirmed kills over a three year period to his name, all of them the worst of the worst, though it is likely that he has dozens of other unconfirmed ones out there. Either way of the thirty two confirmed kills, seven of them had their heads ripped open like our victim here."
"Just seven, not all of them?" Naomasa asked in confusion.
Ino nodded at that, a frown on her own face at the oddity. "Yes, it's unclear why he rips some of his victim's heads open, while just killing others. It might be because he wants certain people to suffer more, though that's just speculation."
"Great, so not only do we have a potential serial killer on our hands, but we have one with unclear motives." Naomasa sighed, before taking another drag on his cigarette, and he thought today was going to be a pleasant one.
Ino shrugged at that. "On top of that he has captured, crippled and incapacitated a further two hundred and fifty three Villains for pettier crimes than the ones he killed."
"So he has at least some moral code then." Naomasa muttered sarcastically. "Alright so he kills in a similar way, and apparently travels a lot if he has operated in both Europe and Asia." After all both of them were massive continental land masses, and from what Ino had said he had only been active for five years across both of them.
"Alright then give me run down of his bio, then I'll send a note round to all the Hero Agencies in the area forewarning them that this guy might be in Japan now." Naomasa said after a few minutes, after all that was how things work, both the police and Heroes cooperated as much as possible, both in investigations and stopping day to day crimes, it was a mutually beneficial relationship, which involved sharing information and providing support and backup when needed.
"Or maybe back in Japan." Ino replied to Naomasa, getting a raised eyebrow from the older detective as she did so. "One of the Shrike's possible victims, though it's unconfirmed, happened a few blocks from here. Apparently five years ago a hitman by the name of Bora, murdered a bunch of people then broke into a home not far from here, he killed the woman who lived there, but…"
"The police found his dead, mutilated body in the same apartment a day later, his head ripped open and brain exposed." Naomasa finished for her, a scowl prominent on his face now, as he remembered just why this MO was so familiar.
"You know the case?" Ino asked curiously.
"It was one of the first I worked on as a junior detective." Naomasa replied curtly, it was also one of the ones that went unsolved and became a cold case. The killer's killer was never confirmed, nor was the son, Izuku Midoriya, ever found. Even now thinking back on it five years later, that failure stung. "But anyway, what do we have on the possible suspect?"
Ino nodded at that, after which she pressed the screen of her tablet a few more times, before she began to speak. "His alias is the Shrike, his true identity is unknown. As too is his age, physical appearance and nationality, though it is known that he is male, is of average height, has an athletic build, and that he wears a red mask with white lens in it. Currently he is classified as a Villain, but there is a note that he predominantly targets other Villains, and only engages Heroes when provoked, so I think a better description would be a lethal Vigilante."
"You can call him whatever you like, but he is still a murderer." Naomasa interrupted, frowning at the lack of information on the man so far.
"Do we have anything on his Quirk? And how does he rank on the International Villain Index?" He then continued, referencing the Index of Villains that ranked Villains into seven groups, depending on the strength of their Quirk, their skill in using said Quirk, their overall fighting ability, an estimation of their strength, speed, intellect, and then finally a psychological profile, with the most dangerous Villain's being classified as Category Seven, whilst the weakest ones were Category One.
Though Category One's tended to be particularly stupid, and unskilled Quirkless criminals, like petty pickpockets and shoplifters, most of whom weren't even included on the Index, not unless they got involved in something high profile.
"His Quirk is unverified, as there have been accounts of him using several types, though it has been presumed that his Quirk is capable of replicating others, but as I said that is only speculated. His fighting style is also unknown, which may be due to whatever his Quirk might be." Ino began, before she looked up as she saw her superior tense, his eyes widening for a moment, before he frowned, his gaze now locked on her with more intensity than ever.
"E-erm currently he is classified as a Category Four Villain on the international Index, with him being noted as being very skilled and dangerous, however due to his propensity for targeting Villains and criminals, and the lack of knowledge on his Quirk he has been listed as quite low in the banding for Category Four." Ino then continued, summarising the bio for 'the Shrike' as she did so, and forcing back a grimace as she saw some of the pictures of his victims, some of whom, like the mugger tonight, had had their heads ripped open.
Naomasa scowled as he heard that, before he looked back at the corpse of the mugger that had recently been terrorising this area. A Category Four Villain was just above average really, which to Naomasa, didn't really fit with the Shrike's crimes and apparent skills. The man should be a Category Five at the least, if not higher, like Category Six, depending on his Quirk.
Either way the man was dangerous. So much so, that the minute he got back to the station. Naomasa was going to send his profile and all the information contained within it, sparse though it might be, around to all the Hero Agencies in Japan, as opposed to just in the immediate area.
After all he may only be suspected of murdering the mugger due to the similarity in MO's this crime had to the Shrike's other ones. But there was enough evidence that Naomasa considered it suitable to forewarn those who might come across him, after all it was better to be safe than sorry.
That being said U.A. was not far from here, and with their newest teacher being All Might, Naomasa was of a mind to visit the school, give the teachers a report of the potential killer in the area, so that they could, if they saw it necessary, pass it on to their students.
On top of that, Naomasa was hoping to speak to the Principal, Nezu, who with his intelligence boosting Quirk could help him sort through his current concerns on this case. Something about this didn't feel right, and he was beginning to get a foreboding feeling in his gut.
"Come on Ino," Naomasa then said, dropping his cigarette on the ground as he did so, before he then stamped it out, a scowl on his face as he looked around the area before turning to the pretty, blue eyed blonde. "Let's finish up here, then we'll head to U.A. and clue them in on what's happening."
"Yes sir!" Ino replied, almost giving him an awkward salute before she thought better of it, and instead put the tablet away, and headed off to tell the uniformed officers what the plan was.
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(Elsewhere with Izuku)
Entering his apartment, Izuku absentmindedly threw his battered, and worn leather jacket onto his sofa, his red mask sticking out of one of the pockets, not that he really cared, as the teenaged Vigilante instead just mussed up his short green hair and knuckled his temple.
It had been over an hour since the incident with the mugger and still his head was pounding, even as the familiar old hunger began to rise up in him. It was a symptom of his Quirk really, this hunger for power and knowledge. Intuitive Aptitude, the power to instantly learn and understand the complexity and exactness of things, unfortunately Izuku had found that the more things he understood, the more he wanted to understand everything else.
That wasn't a great way of putting it, but at present he didn't care, he had just killed that man, that random mugger. Sure the guy hadn't been an innocent, he was a murderer and a thief, but still, Izuku had barely paused to think before he acted, being back in Japan, back in his old neighbourhood had put him out of sorts, and because of that he had acted impetuously, and might possibly have made a mistake.
Killing that man like he had, Izuku knew that he had likely alerted the authorities to his presence, or at least to the fact that there was a killer in the area, which meant that things were about to get a lot tenser, as the police presence was increased and more Heroes buzzed about. Most likely the ones who were in it for the glory, the ones who would flock to the area to catch the killer, and so get the attention they so desperately craved.
Izuku spat into his sink at that thought, before he let loose a sigh and turned the tap on, absentmindedly washing his hands as he calmed his mind, and quenched his raging hunger.
"What's done is done, there is no point in looking back." Izuku muttered to himself, before he finished washing his hands and dried them.
The mugger was dead and that was all there was to it, Izuku couldn't change that, instead all he could do was adapt.
Besides, thinking clearly as he was at present, he could admit that things were not all bad. He had removed a murderous menace from the streets, and gotten himself a handy new Quirk to play with.
An invisibility Quirk, one which allowed him to make himself invisible at will, though unfortunately he could only make himself invisible to one person at a time, it was not ideal, but he would make do. Besides Izuku found that in his line of work, he tended to fight most of the hard-core Villains one on one.
Sure some of them had gangs or henchmen to back them up, but they tended to be cannon fodder, no doubt because the main Villain, the boss, didn't want competition. Either way they were dealt with pretty easily.
This meant the real fight was usually between Izuku and the big bad he was hunting at the time, which meant the weaknesses of his new Quirk, although irritating, were not too bad.
Cracking his knuckles, Izuku turned away from the kitchenette in his apartment and instead crashed on his couch, his hand digging into his pocket as he did so, before he pulled out a mobile phone.
"Pizza tonight I think, or maybe Chinese?" Izuku mused to himself, even as he connected to the WiFi in his flat and began to look up nearby takeaways, he wasn't planning on heading out on patrol tonight, instead he just wanted to chill out, and watch a couple of films.
He could begin his recon of the city, and harassment of the different gangs and criminal networks tomorrow.
"Definitely Pizza." Izuku muttered as he ordered himself an eighteen inch meat feast pizza online, nice and unhealthy just how he liked it, putting down that he would pay by cash as he did so, he had after all relieved the mugger of the money in his wallet as well as his Quirk, and so had some on hand to burn.
Besides, Izuku then chucked, as he played with a metal coin in his hand, the silver coin turning to pure gold as he did so, with him absentmindedly drawing on his Quirk, Alchemy, a particularly handy Quirk he got from a Bulgarian Drug Lord, one which allowed him to turn any metal he touched into pure gold. Though the larger the object, the longer it took to transmute.
Suffice to say after Izuku had acquired this Quirk he no longer wanted for money. Then again the Quirk had more uses than just making him rich, after all gold is much more malleable then many metals, like steel and titanium, and as such Izuku had found that after first transmuting a metal into gold, he could then use his Fire Quirk to melt and mould the metal how he pleased, which meant that by combining his Fire Quirk with his Alchemical Quirk, he could get through any metal door or wall that got in his way.
Izuku grinned at that, before he flicked the coin up in the air and caught it again, rolling the golden disk along his knuckles, first one-way, and then the other, for a moment, before with a sigh he reached for the television remote.
"… and still questions are being asked about what actually happened at U.A. Academy earlier today. So far the reports show that there was a breach in the wall, which happened when the famous school's alarms went off unexpectedly." A dark haired news broadcaster was saying as she looked into the camera, with the back drop behind her being the gateway to U.A., where a group of teachers could be seen blocking the entrance to a scrum of reporters and camera men and women who were trying to force their way in.
"Bloody reporters." Izuku grumbled, before he got up and went to his fridge, grabbing a beer as he did so, before telekinetically ripping the cap off with barely a thought, his mind instead on the goings on at U.A. "Wait, how the hell…?"
"So far the parties responsible for breaking down the wall of U.A. are unknown, but it is believed to have happened whilst the teachers were dealing with the alarm that had been set off at the time, and with a group of intrepid reporters who were trying to get an interview with U.A.'s newest teacher, All Might!" The reporter then continued unashamedly, the pretty dark haired woman turning back to U.A. as she did so, her gaze trailing over the other camera crews that were still trying to peak through the gates.
"So that's how it happened, but was the alarm and the reporters just a coincidence, or was it an enemy action." Izuku muttered, as he eyed the television and sat back down on his couch.
The walls around U.A. were massive and pretty heavy duty, twenty feet high, and made out of high density metal that had been clad in cement, they made the place a veritable fortress. It would take a powerful Quirk to quickly break through those defences without drawing attention to one's self, a Quirk far more powerful than any of those reporters likely had.
After all they were reporters for a reason. Nowadays a person's Quirk tended to be an indicator for what they would do in later life. Someone with a powerful and flashy Quirk would likely become either a Hero, or depending on the circumstances a Villain. Whilst someone with a weaker Quirk, would go on to do something else like reporter, engineer, doctor or teacher etc., depending on what their Quirk was and how useful it was in regards to their profession. Sure some would try to become Heroes, but with that particular profession being as oversaturated with potential candidates as it was, those who didn't make the cut bombed out of the different Hero academies pretty quickly.
"Looks like something will be happening at U.A. quite soon." Izuku muttered as he took a sip of his beer, his intense green eyes locked on the television screen, thinking over the reasoning behind setting off the alarms, creating a diversion and then breaking down the walls. This wasn't a prank, this was just one part of a greater scheme, an unknown scheme, one that would likely be baring fruit sooner or later.
"Might be worth checking it out," Izuku grinned, when he was a kid he had always wanted to go to U.A., only now he wouldn't be going as a student, but instead as a Vigilante, one who would be scoping out the area, trying to pick up on whatever trouble was likely brewing.
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(Sometime later at U.A. Academy)
"Naomasa, this is unexpected." Nezu a small white furred, anthropomorphic creature said curiously, as he eyed the trench coat wearing detective up and down inquiringly, his black eyes, which had a large scar going across his right one, narrowing as he did so.
"Mr Principal." Naomasa replied with a curt nod to the suit wearing animal, one who despite barely coming up to his waist, and his origins of being one of the rare few animals born with a Quirk, in this case an intelligence based one, was still the Principal of U.A. Academy. "This is just a courtesy call."
"So it is not about the ruckus earlier?" Nezu asked softly, as he sat back in his seat, his black eyes moving away from Naomasa as he instead looked around at the other teachers in the room, all of whom had been called here for a meeting about the 'shenanigans' that had affected the U.A. campus today, or at least they had before Naomasa had turned up unexpectedly.
First off there was Nemuri Kayama, also known as the Hero, Midnight. With Midnight being a tall, curvaceous woman with long, waist length black hair and blue eyes, something her hero costume, that she was currently wearing, showed off. After all she was wearing a tight, black breastless leotard over the top of an equally tight white bodysuit, which worked to emphasise her breasts, body, and legs along with translucent black thigh-high stockings and black knee-boots she was also wearing.
On top of that she was also had on a small black mask that outlined her eyes, a metal handcuff on each wrist, and a utility belt around her hips. It was a pretty scandalous costume, but still quite conservative when compared to the one she had worn back before regulations had been put in place to stop Heroes' costume from being too sexualised.
After all before that she had worn practically nothing, and showed off more skin than she had covered, which had been necessary due to how her Quirk worked, but still it had upset some of the more whiny individuals and politicians on social media sites, which had led to regulations being introduced on Heroes costumes.
After that there was Hizashi Yamada, better known as Present Mic. With Hizashi being a tall, slender man with long, spiky blonde hair, a small moustache and an ever present large grin on his face and sunglasses covering his eyes. Like Midnight, he too was in his hero costume, which consisted of a black, leather jacket with an upturned collar complete with studs, on top of which he sported tan, studded shoulder pads, black pants with a red studded belt, black boots, and black fingerless gloves. The most unusual thing about his costume though were the large directional speakers that he had around his neck, like a collar, a useful tool he used when wielding his sound based Quirk.
Following on from that there was then Ken Ishiyama, known to many as the Hero, Cementoss, who had a mutation Quirk, one that affected his appearing. With him appearing to be a humanoid block of cement with black eyes and grey hair which was tied into a short ponytail. His body shape was evenly blocky all around his body and a grey colour, similar to the cement his Quirk allowed him to create and manipulate. As for his hero costume, well it was positively normal compared to the rest of his appearance, as it just consisted of a sleeveless brown suit that included yellow stripes, shorts, and an elongated collar.
As well as Cementoss there was also Sekijiro Kan, more commonly known as Vlad King, the form teacher of Class 1B. With Sekijiro being a powerful hero in his own right, with him having short spiky grey hair, a rather bulky build. On top of that he also had two prominent lower canine teeth, which were visible even when his mouth was closed, and an X shaped scar on the left side of his face, underneath his left eye.
Then after that there was Snipe, an odd Hero, who had the appearance of a typical western cowboy. Though he was also wearing a tan gas mask, from the back of which his thick black dreadlocks protruded, poking out from below his brown cowboy hat, a hat that featured a metallic plate with a stylized black "S" on it. As well as that he also wore large red cape, beneath which Snipe wore a black-sleeved jumpsuit with a white vest, separate sleeves, and brown gloves. On top of which he also wore yellow chaps and a thick, brown leather belt around his waist, a pair of large, pistols hanging off of his belt.
After Snipe there was then Shota Aizawa, also known as Eraser Head, the form teacher of Class 1A. With Shota being a tall, skinny, pale skinned man with messy, shoulder-length black hair that partially hung in front of his face and dour, sleepy/ bored looking black eyes, which had dark rings underneath them. Overall the man looked pretty worn-out and unkempt, still he was a good Hero and a decent enough teacher.
With Shota like the others also wearing his hero costume, which consisted of a ragged black long-sleeved shirt and matching pants that he tucked into his boots. As well as that he also wore a utility belt around his waist, and a very long, bandage like scarf around his neck, underneath which a pair of yellow goggles were hanging.
Toshinori Yagi was the last person in the room, and also perhaps the most well-known, after all he was U.A.'s newest teacher, and their most famous one at that, as he also went by the name of All Might, Japan's Number One Hero. Despite the fame and strength this title embodied though, All Might didn't looked particularly impressive, or at least not at the moment.
With him in fact being a skinny man with dishevelled, spiky blonde hair, sharp, angular features and long limbs. He had piercing blue eyes, which stood out due to the fact his sclera was black instead of the normal white. With this man, like the Principal being the only one not in costume, as he was instead wearing a mustard yellow suit, which looked far too big for him, and made him seem even more unimpressive than he would normally look.
Looking around at all the teachers surrounding him, Nezu could quite confidently say he trusted every single one of them. Which is why they were all still here, and had not been sent out of the room when the senior detective Naomasa entered, stinking of stale cigarette smoke, and with a harried look on his face.
"No that would be an internal matter, as you know the police department has a hands-off approach to incidents involving Hero Academies." Naomasa replied easily, before he took a seat at the table, giving the stoic looking Cementoss a nod as the blocky, grey skinned man pulled the seat out for him.
"Then what has you so worked up?" Nezu asked calmly as he sipped a cup of tea and watched the detective closely.
"There was a murder not far from here, a local street thug called Issei Nakamura apparently attempted to mug the wrong person and got himself killed for it." Naomasa spoke up, diving straight in as he did so, after all he was a straight forward man, and didn't see the reason in beating around the bush.
"So some criminal got himself killed, it is not the first time something like this has happened, nor will it be the last. In a world where eighty percent of people have superpowers crime often doesn't pay." Midnight replied dismissively, not too bothered that some mugger got himself killed, as callous as it may sound things like this did happen.
Around the room some of the other teacher's stiffened, with them obviously not appreciating Midnight's lack of empathy. Still none of them refuted her claims, after all in a world where most people had powers, petty crimes like mugging and burglary rarely paid off, as most people had a superpower, and you could often not tell what Quirk the person you were targeting had, or the extent of it, or how they would use it when put in a situation where they had to defend themselves, more than a few would be criminals had died or been badly injured when their victims got scared and defended themselves.
"Midnight, a bit of decorum if you please." Cementoss said calmly, his flat gaze moving to the dark haired woman, before returning to the detective.
"No, I agree with her. A criminal got himself killed, it's a shame, but it happens. My question is why have you brought this to us, what was different about this killing?" Nezu asked, his gaze placid as although not a daily occurrence, things like this did occasionally happen, and unless they involved a Villain, i.e. a powerful Quirk using criminal, it was dealt with by the police.
Naomasa nodded his head at that. "You're right, it was the way that the mugger was killed that has me worried."
"Okay, so what happened yeah, we're waiting on tenterhooks you know!?" Present Mic asked impatiently, already bored of this meeting, as they had been here for nearly an hour now, initially discussing the disturbance today and then the breaching of the Academy's wall, right up until the detective showed up.
"The victim died by having the top of his head ripped open and his brain exposed." Naomasa replied bluntly, sending Present Mic a flat look as he did so, before he then looked to All Might and Nezu, both of whom he knew would understand why this was concerning him.
"A nasty way to go, but I've seen worse." Vlad King shrugged, looking a little uncomfortable at the criminal's death, but not unduly.
Midnight however had frozen the moment she heard about how he died, her expression turning firmer even as her eyes narrowed. "That sounds familiar, very familiar."
"It should do." Nezu spoke up as he looked at her. "A similar killing took place on the night of your debut as a hero."
Midnight frowned in confusion at that. "The arson at the apartment block, that was what I dealt with on my first day as a Pro Hero, rescuing people from the burning building."
"Yes and the arsonist got away, only to break into an apartment a few miles away, where he proceeded to murder the inhabitants, before he himself got murdered, murdered by way of having his body mutilated, and his skull ripped open." All Might tagged on, remembering the case as well, though he had only gotten involved in the aftermath, when it came to rescuing those who he could from the burning wreckage as by that point the arsonist/ hitman had already evaded the authorities and the Heroes who engaged him..
"A fledgling serial killers first attempt maybe, or perhaps just a coincidence." Nezu mused before he looked back at Naomasa. "From memory only the mother was murdered in the break in, the son was only missing."
"Yes but never recovered, he's now presumed dead." Naomasa replied stoically, before moving on. "But there is more to it than that, I put the MO into the Index and it came out with a match. A murderous Vigilante who has been a linked to a number of similar killings across Asia and Europe."
"The Shrike." Shota said tiredly, speaking up for the first time as he did so, even as he looked around at the others.
"Yes the Shrike, a potential serial killer who might now be in Japan, in the local area." Naomasa replied, looking around as he did, and noting how everyone had tensed up as he did so. After all a killer was a killer, no matter who their victims were.
"Could you send me the information you have on the Shrike?" Nezu asked calmly, putting down his tea now, a certain gleam in his eyes now as they locked onto the detective. "I would like to build my own impression of the man, before I take any action."
Naomasa nodded at that, before he pulled out his tablet and sent the information he had on the Shrike to the Nezu, who then distributed it to the other teachers in the room, some of whom pulled out their own mobile devices before they began to peruse the sparse information there was on the killer. "There is no concrete evidence that he is in Japan, but I thought it is safer to take precautions if he is here. After all we have been having enough trouble with Hero Killer Stain stalking the cities, the last thing we need is another killer on the loose and be unprepared for it."
"You did the right thing." All Might said after a few moments. "I appreciate your cooperation."
"Why do they call him the Shrike?" Midnight suddenly asked into the silence that followed as all of the teachers began scanning the information they had on him, and the police sketch that accompanied it, which was not particularly useful as it just had a guy in a dark coloured jacket, with a dark red coloured mask on.
"I would presume it is due to his predatory nature, the way he preys on Villains and criminals, and the fact he mutilates, and then displays some of his victims." Nezu commented dryly, not all that impressed with the name, as there was something off about what he was reading on the man. There were things that didn't add up. "Though I am curious how he chooses the ones he mutilates."
"Could it perhaps be based on the severity of their crimes? This man is an avenger, he doesn't seem to be killing for the sake of killing as common criminals and petty Villains he just roughs up a little. No this is a man who seems to be exacting retribution." Vlad King said thoughtfully, scratching his chin for a moment as he looked around at the others.
"I don't think so, there is a big difference between a mugger and a Drug Lord or Mafia Kingpin." Eraser Head replied in a bored tone of voice, as he put his tablet down and looked over to Naomasa.
"My thoughts exactly he is picking these people for a reason, he has to be." Naomasa said as he looked around at the other. "This isn't just some mindless butcher, he is a killer yes, but there has to be a method to his madness, there has to be a reason he kills some of his victims in such a gruesome way."
"I'll look over the evidence and get back to you with my thoughts." Nezu said after a few moments. "For now though we will just keep on the lookout for trouble, I don't think it is necessary to panic the students or the public about this yet, not until we have concrete evidence that this 'Shrike' is indeed in the area. After all the man targets Villains, and protects innocent citizens, I think keeping this matter quiet for the moment is acceptable."
"If that is what you think." Naomasa replied uncertainly, before he nodded. "I will run the suggestion up the chain of command, and see what my superiors want to do."
With that said Naomasa stood up from the table, and began to excuse himself, after all he was still on duty, and the teachers of U.A. still had classes to teach, and this breach in their defences to resolve.
"Right that's really all I can say for now." Naomasa then said, before he nodded to the assembled Heroes. "I'll keep you in the loop if anything else happens."
"We appreciate the warning, and will offer what information and support we can to help you." Nezu replied, a hint of warmth in his tone as he stood up on his chair and gave the detective a curt nod.
Naomasa nodded back at that, before he turned and left, his junior detective Ino joining him as he left the teacher's conference room and headed out of the school.
"A good meeting?" Ino asked dryly as the two of them headed out of the Academy.
"Not as edifying as I would have hoped, but still, useful all the same." Naomasa replied quickly, picking up on the hint of irritation in his subordinates tone, but not calling her out on it. After all he could understand her frustration in being kept out of the meeting, still with All Might having been there in his true form, and he couldn't risk the truth about the Symbol of Peace being known outside of the trusted few that were already in on the secret. "Now come on, we're still on the clock and have a lot more to do."
Ino nodded at that, her expression once again stern as the two of them left the Academy and headed for their car. Somehow she felt that this was only the beginning of the trouble they would have to deal with.
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AN: So what did you all think, the next chapter will involve some more action. That being said I will be straying from canon and world building a lot more as parts of the story will be taking place outside of Japan and in Europe and other parts of the world, and will involve some original heroes and villains. That being said I am not about to ignore the canon cast as there are some really interesting Villains and Heroes in that, and plenty of fun arcs.
Really there is just so much to do with this genre and the characters that are available to me, it's actually pretty exciting. On top of that there are certain questions that have been put forward that are yet to be answered, such as Izuku's absentee father, the Hero who screwed up and allowed the Villain to kill Inko Midoriya, the specifics of what Izuku has been up to for the last few years.
So yeah there is a lot of fun to be had, so I hope you all continue reading and reviewing, and if anyone has any suggestions or ideas they want to share, I would love to hear them. Thanks a lot for reading.
See you all later.
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