"YOU WENT AGAINST MY BETTER JUDGEMENT!", Izuku Midoriya was irate as he stood up from his chair. Whoever else occupied the room was surprised by the sudden outburst, the teacher had never acted so brashly before. They had specifically chosen him for his job BECAUSE of his decisive reasoning and calculative mind. For Izuku to lose his temper like this, must have meant that they really messed up.

Despite the sharp shouting making her flinch a little, Momo Todoroki remained composed with her arms folded and legs crossed over a pencil skirt. She let out a long and drawn out sigh while nodding in agreement with the truthful accusation. "I understand why you're upset, but please refrain from any outbursts.", Momo pinched the bridge of her nose in aggravation. She was hoping that the trap would have worked, if she had the vigilante in custody, this discussion would have been much more in her favor.

Izuku was about to retaliate with another loud argument, but snapped out of the rage by the soothing touch of his wife. Ochaco Midoriya smoothed her hand along his back in a perpendicular motion, the light massage was a non verbal message to calm down & relax. His eyes fixed on hers, seeing the same shameful expression that Momo held. He couldn't bare to look directly into them, turning his head away with his own burden of guilt to carry. Not only had he snapped at one of his closest friends when she probably already felt bad about her actions, but he had humiliated everyone in the room by escaping. The top five pro heroes couldn't handle capturing one person, and it was all caught on live television. He lowered himself back into his seat and let out his own hefty sigh. This whole thing was a mess..

The boardroom was completely filled this time, like a council of heroes. The only one who hadn't joined the meeting was the number one listing, Shoto Todoroki. His wife, Momo, hadn't offered any reasoning or excuses for his absence by the sheer luck of nobody having the courage to ask. Izuku felt the guilt in his heart amplify as he speculated it was because Shoto felt a massive amount of shame over the loss. He wasn't the only one to suffer a huge blow to his ego, all the heroes that worked to capture The Green Shadow and failed were under ridicule by the press. Still, the number one, that didn't sit well with anyone.

"I'm sorry that we didn't take your perception into account. However, you were absent at the time of the meeting in which we discussed our strategy.", Momo nearly choked on her own words since she felt like it was a low blow. Still, Mezo Shoji had informed her that Izuku ran off in the middle of school hours. Her job as the principal held high on her list of priories, and she had to discipline her staff.

"I apologize. If I had know it were taking place, I would have considered it mandatory and stayed.", Izuku slightly bowed in his chair. This seemed to satisfy Momo and Shoji for the time being, both of them nodding in forgiveness. A deafening silence fell over the room as they glanced at one another, expecting someone else to speak. The mood was unsettling and everyone was in a woeful state of mind.

"Now that some of us have voiced our frustrations, perhaps we should discuss our next move.", Fumikage Tokoyami spoke up with eagerness to move things along. Ever since the meeting was called, he hadn't taken his eyes off of Izuku Midoriya, like he was examining every movement and every word. The green haired teacher took notice and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, he felt singled out by the gaze.

"Excellent suggestion, thank you, Tokoyami.", Momo agreed. The principal leaned forward in her chair to firmly address the assembly. "We shall begin by fixating on The Green Shadow's quirk. The more we know about him, the better we can be prepared for next time. Mrs. Midoriya would like to share some personal insight, apparently something that could help us further deduce the vigilante's identity.", this statement made Izuku shudder and earned a harder stare from Tokoyami.

"Wait, quirk?", Izuku accidentally blurted out his thoughts. "I mean, uh, he showed off his quirk to you? Wh- What was it?", he then hastily tried to salvage himself through a stuttering mess. It was Ochaco's turn to stand up and address the room filled with heroes. While she would speak to nobody directly, her eyes were focused on her husband as if to answer his question.

The Green Shadow seemed almost hesitant to fight Uravity. His only path to escape was blocked, forcing him to take a few steps back, though they looked to be in fear of something. The helicopters circling the rooftops above seemed to find this moment to be the right time to shine a search light into the alley. The cameras were off of the outmaneuvered heroes and now focused on the showdown between Uravity & The Green Shadow. If this were an Opera filled with drama, the spotlight perfectly illuminated the two fighters.

The vigilante had been avoiding conflict this entire time, opting to run away rather than fight. He seemed to know that Ochaco Midoriya could only activate her quirk if all five fingers were placed on her target or an object. The gravity defying power was similar to how Tomura Shigaraki's Decay quirk was used. The Green Shadow was used to dodging things far more dangerous than a person's touch, so evading her hands should have been a simple feat. However, in the time that it took him to formulate a technique to last longer, she had already used the opportunity to rush forward and smack him.

Already, The Green Shadow could feel the quirk taking effect. His gravity had been taken away, causing him to float into the night sky. Thanks to quick thinking, and Mei Hatsume's inventions, the vigilante was capable to counter the attack. Izuku activated the soles of his gloves & boots, firmly planting them into the side of a helicopter and sticking in place. The aircraft swerved a little bit from the sudden contact, but the vigilante stayed in place.

"An adherent quirk?!", Ochaco thought. She and the others had no clue they were fighting somebody quirkless, the way he was evading capture, they figured he had a powerful quirk. Little did they know, he was barely getting by with Hatsume's gadgets. Reluctantly, Uravity had to deactivate her quirk on the vigilante so the helicopters wouldn't be in jeopardy. "Release!", and The Green Shadow stayed firmly planted on the side of the aircraft.

The vigilante must have felt the quirk's effects where off though, because he was then jumping to a skyscraper and sticking to that next. The wall crawler worked his way up fast, trying to evade the spotlight and stay out of sight. By now, the pros were back in action and giving way to the chase. Shoto Todoroki blocked the vigilante's path with fire and worked his way up with an ice path. Lemilion helped Fumikage break free of the quirk dampening cuffs and joined Juzo as the Calvary.

The Green Shadow seemed to wait for them to catch up before detaching himself from the wall, jumping back towards the alley in which Ochaco resided. That's when they realized they had been tricked, he waited to lure them as far away as he could, and hoped to return to his original escape route. All the vigilante had to do was get past Uravity, and he'd get away.

He threw projectiles to the side of her, catching Ochaco off guard and doing its job as a distraction. She was confused as to why he deliberately missed until The Green Shadow vaulted over her and used capture tape to bind her wrists. She would be ineffective from here out due to the limited body movements and quirk. This was all the vigilante needed to escape in another burst of black smoke from his boots, pulling a vanishing act. Ochaco cursed under her breath and looked at the throwing stars that had missed her completely, blaming them for her failure.

Not long after that, Shoto Todoroki joined her via ice path. His fire quirk was used to burn away the restraints and free Ochaco. She frantically ripped away at the melting material, "He's getting away!", she scanned the area with her eyes for the vigilante.

"The others are sweeping the area, they've gotten farther than we could catching up.", Todoroki replied coolly. He remained more composed than the frazzled heroine despite having a scowl on his face. Ochaco looked back towards the throwing stars that had embedded themselves in brick or concrete. She fell for the vigilante's distraction. It was her fault. She knew Shoto must have felt the same way about the trick he fell for.

"Why didn't you go with them?", Uravity wondered. She would have been helped out of the capture tape later, surely the number one hero should have gone after their intended target. She felt she wasn't worth all the trouble and her shoulders sagged when thinking about the part she played in the vigilante's escape.

Shoto shrugged before walking into the same abyss the vigilante had vanished in. "It wouldn't have helped anyways. By now, The Green Shadow got away. This was our one chance to catch him, and we missed it by a long shot."

Ochaco sighed before joining him in the darkness. Shoto was right, they failed.

"This far, we've been able to piece together the following. The Green Shadow has access to capture tape, our biggest clue, an item only accessible to heroes with license. We believe his quirk has to do with adhesive properties. Last, but not least, he showcased several gadgets. This could be because he's some sort of inventor or he could have one working for him.", Momo summarized the information gathered.

"I'll have the authorities run a check on anyone filed under quirks that allows them to cling to surfaces.", Lemilion finally chimed in. Momo nodded in appreciation.

"And let's not forget his hesitance to attack any of us. The vigilante seemed more keen to get away, rather than defeat us in combat.", Fumikage's gaze on Izuku finally shifted. The green haired teacher would have been relieved, if it didn't go to Ochaco next. Izuku felt a lump form in his throat as he thought about Tokoyami piecing together the evidence. He hadn't shared the information about casting away Dark Shadow and seemed to link things together. Izuku swallowed his worry and went back to listening for the time being.

"That should have been his downfall. Yet, the vigilante prevailed.", Juzo growled in annoyance.

"We'll be better equipped next time. Given the proper time and teamwork, we can formulate a solid plan of attack and capture him when we get a second chance.", Momo reassured the quicksand hero and everyone else that looked unsettled. "For now, the meeting is adjourned. Shoji and Midoriya have classes to teach."

With that, everyone broke apart and began leaving. Ochaco gave Izuku a quick peck on the lips before saying goodbye. Neither one needed nor could exchange words about the events transpired and had their jobs to perform. However, Izuku didn't skid by completely, he considered himself unlucky when Fumikage requested to speak with him in a private setting. The two found a quiet and desolate hall to talk in before Tokoyami started the conversation.

"Midoriya, thank you for giving me a moment of your time. I wished to discuss the vigilante topic a little further with you, considering you weren't present during the battle.", Fumikage folded his arms in expectancy of a response.

"O- Of course, Tokoyami, I'm always available to t- talk. What's on your mind?", Izuku couldn't hide a nervous stutter as Fumikage stared him down like in the boardroom. Up close, it was much more intimidating and he felt like he was being interrogated by the gaze itself.

"When your wife shared sensitive details, I kept something to myself. You see, I had a personal standoff with the vigilante. What caught me by surprise, was that he spoke my old mantra. Only a select few know this phrase is used to calm Dark Shadow. My suspicions were only confirmed with the discovery of the vigilante using capture tape. Someone in our ranks is the vigilante.", Tokoyami explained the situation and didn't waver once.

Izuku felt himself sweating, the piece of news felt more like an accusation than anything. Tokoyami may have been insinuating something, but Midoriya wasn't willing to let himself slip up just yet. "And.. you didn't share this with the others out of worry that one of them is the vigilante. You wanted to only tell people you could trust..", Izuku spoke carefully & hopefully.

Fumikage was reluctant to nod in response. "Out of all of us, you have the most brilliant mind. You are calculative of everyone's quirks and more strategic than even Mrs. Todoroki. If anyone has a chance of figuring out who he is or capturing the vigilante, it would be you. However, it's also for this reason that I had reason to suspect you as the vigilante. You were absent for quite a long period of time. It wasn't until Shoji told me your intentions of getting a gift for Mrs. Midoriya that I realized it could never be you to oppose us."

Izuku sighed in relief at this, he felt he was in the clear. Even so, he had to keep up with the act. "So, who do you think it is?", he hated lying to his friends & family like this.

"I was hoping that you would shed some insight on that. However, that looks to not be the case..", Fumikage paused and made eye contact with Izuku for a moment. "Whoever the vigilante may be.. I have something I would like to tell him. He needs to stop. If not for the sake of his friends, then for his family. For his wife and daughter, he should give up the pointless crusade."

Izuku expected some sort of impact to be felt, like his heart plummeting or clenching, but it never came. A wholesome form of calm overcame him, like he simply became numb and light. "There's probably a reason why he became a vigilante in the first place. Maybe it was to protect that keepsake, to protect his friends and family. I think a hero, license or not, would help people and stop criminals for the sake of their child and wife."

The two stood in the empty hallway, exchanging no words. After the moment passed, Fumikage formed a small smile on his beak and placed a hand on Izuku's shoulder. "I think that would be a honorable reason.", but then the grip slackened and the smirk faded. "However.. it is still our duty to capture the vigilante.. whoever he is."

Izuku returned the small smile and nodded before the two went their separate ways.. probably to search for the vigilante.. whoever he is.

The class couldn't stop talking about what the world had witnessed last night. The top five pro heroes in the listing failed to capture an outlaw undergoing vigilantism. The battle was wild and many of the students believed The Green Shadow was holding back since he didn't actually punch any of them. Even when their homeroom teacher, Izuku Midoriya, entered the classroom, nobody quieted down. Izuku chuckled nervously as he heard praise for the vigilante among children's screaming. He had to readjust his red tie, it felt like it was too close to his neck and ready to strangle him. The tan suit was different from his usual attire and would have stood out if not for the greater topic. Hikiyose was the only student that knew what it meant, being the sensei's daughter gave her that slight advantage. Whenever her father wore that specific outfit, it was usually to announce something big.

"Okay everyone, settle down. I know yesterday was quite eventful, but this is also an important day.", Izuku finally managed to silence a few of his students. "I've been informed by the principal herself that some of you turned in your internship choices already. Considering you only had two days to do so, that should have been considered a good thing. However, we're concerned recent events may have wavered some of your choices.."

Iris Todoroki lowered her head, she seemed to be cowering from the many eyes on her. Izuku felt a pain twinge in his chest at the sight, he felt guilty for causing such shame on the family name. She seemed to still be taking notes and listening to her teacher though, it must be an attempt to get her mind off things.

"People may not see it always, but even heroes tend to fail. After all, they're only human. We shouldn't hold one loss against them. If you're going to do that, then you should also be frowning upon me.", the class collectively gasped at this statement. "Remember the incident at the U.S.J? I failed you all, the villains beat me in battle. Yet, nobody shamed me for it.. and that was a villain. The vigilante wasn't the one holding back, it was the heroes. They didn't want to harm someone trying to do some good, but it's the law that they bring him in just alike. You scold them for that? For showing compassion and humility?", the speech got its point across to the entire class. However, Izuku was staring directly at Iris, and she felt it was meant to reassure her. The white haired girl gave him a thankful smile and he returned the favor.

Hikiyose had also listened intently, she thought about her mother and how she was easily outmaneuvered. She idolized the vigilante, but she also loved her mom. Seeing the two cross paths had made her reconsider plenty. Now her father was saying what the media didn't, the truth. Neither of them had tried their hardest, and neither of them were to blame. Both could be looked up to in their own unique ways. She glanced at Iris and her dad, being the third to smile.

"That being said, anyone that wants to resubmit their internship forms, now is the opportunity to speak up.", Izuku turned his attention to the rest of his class. Unsurprisingly, nearly all of them stood up with their hands raised. "By the end of the day, I expect your new choices on my desk.", Izuku smiled.

A young boy clambered onto a stool so he could be the same height as his bathroom's mirror. The reflection was full of excitement, the child was eager to enact his plan. The tools to perform his task were common items like cotton swabs or rubbing alcohol. The kid applied the cool liquid to his face with small dabs from a q-tip. It took hours to get the pattern properly applied, but when it was ready, his face beamed with a proud smile.

The boy leaped from the stool and ran for the kitchen in which his mother resided. The white haired woman stirred a pot of curry as she heard the patter of her son's footsteps heading her way. "Mom, look! Look at me, mom!", the boy called out to her with such enthusiasm. She smiled warmly and turned around to face her son.

"Yes, what is it dear?", she couldn't help but joyfully chuckle at her son's toothy grin. The youthful years of children were always the best ones. They were always so happy and naive.. incredibly naive.

"I look like dad!", the kid exclaimed. Then, flames burst out from the child's pores. Smoldering blue fire flickered and danced on the selected parts of his flesh, quite the opposite from his red spiked hair. The kid's agonized screams became desperate cries for help, "DDAAAD!", he yelled.

He closed his eyes, like that would shield him from the distant memory. Just because he couldn't see the lasting scars in the mirror, didn't mean they weren't there. His red hair had been blackened like his soul, as dark as the ash that rained down from his burning skin all those years ago. It still burned, the flesh around his neck and chin. He didn't bother crying, the tears wouldn't sooth the still smoldering feeling around his eyes. The boy had become a man, even as an adult, he held himself close like that distant day. His arms were covered in burn marks too, a constant reminder of his mistake.

The boy pleadingly looked up from the floor, his father had heard his cries for help. His dad was a hero, one of the best, surely he'd save his own son! Back then, the tears didn't wash away the fire either. All the water did was block his vision of the man that looked down on him.. constantly looked down on him. The blurred image of a muscular burning man, one who was unaffected by the flames, shook his head in pity. No.. not pity.. in shame.

"Dad..?", the kid begged in between sobs. Despite the constant pain, he managed to stop screaming. It may have been because his throat was burning too..

"You will only be able to call me that when you're able to control your flames.", the imposing figure turned his back on the boy and didn't look back.

"Such a failure."

"So useless."

Cracks in his reflection, covered in red dabs of blood. This was a result of the man punching the mirror and the shattered glass ripping into his knuckles. Shards jutted out of his hand, the warm liquid coating it and running down his arm. It felt the opposite of what he coated himself in that day, the igniting fluid had been cold to the touch. His permanently burned arm was covered in red now, much like his fire should have been.

The man glanced back up at the damaged mirror to see cracks of his former self mixed in with the present image. It was only gone when he reactivated the blue flames that covered those portions of his body. They didn't hurt now, they didn't burn. He had finally managed to control his fire.

"Dabi, he's here.", a feminine voice snapped him out of the daze. It was just Himiko Toga, the crazed blonde was beckoning for him like he had cried out for his father. The patchwork villain gritted his teeth and shook his head as that memory kept replaying in his head. "Dabi!", Toga called for him again.

"Tell him I'll speak to him when he accomplishes his task! Until then, I wish to not be disturbed."

Then Dabi turned his back on the people waiting for him, and didn't look back.

The hustle and bustle of the train station nearly rocked the huddled group of starts apart. Luckily, Izuku Midoriya kept his class close and consistently made sure they were with him at all times. The students carried briefcases with them and other forms of luggage that varied from backpacks to actual traveling gear. It was time that he see them off, Izuku felt like a parent letting go of his kids all over again. He promised himself that he wouldn't cry and struggled to fight back the prideful tears.

"You've got your costumes, right? Wearing them in public is strictly prohibited, but don't drop them!", Izuku made sure they brought what they needed for their internships like a parent helping their kids pack. He even considered asking if they brought their toothbrushes and enough socks, but figured it would be too embarrassing for Hikiyose.

The children vigorously nodded and gave a slur of reassuring 'yeahs' or 'yes sirs'. They then departed on their respective trains or waited for their particular ones to arrive. Hikiyose and Iris happened to be waiting at the same station and Izuku took that as an opportunity to speak with them.

"Dad, what are you doing over here?", Hikiyose groaned and already knew what was coming. She was right, it was a huge hug.

"I wanted to see you off, ya know, give you one last goodbye!", Hikiyose practically had to pry her father off. If it was up to Izuku, the hug would have lasted forever and she would have missed her train. "You too Young Todoroki, good luck on your internship!", he then turned to the other girl in their presence.

"Oh, thanks Mr. Midoriya.. um, for what you said in class too.", Iris shyly replied while rubbing her arm anxiously. Her gaze shifted to a pillar, drawing Izuku's attention and making him look too. He could have sworn he saw someone hiding behind it, but upon further inspection, there was no way.

"I meant every word I said. If you ever want to talk about anything, don't hesitate.", Izuku reassuringly told Shoto and Momo's daughter. He believed he owed it to them, even if he didn't, this was their daughter! He would treat her like Hikiyose, like his own child!

Iris bowed in appreciation, "Thanks again, for everything."

Izuku would have said more, but his time ran thin and he was forced to give one last goodbye filled hug before they boarded their train. He waved to them on the platform, only Iris returned the gesture from the window seat while Hikiyose tried to hide her embarrassingly flushed face. Once they were gone, Izuku broke down and nearly flooded the station with tears. Even though he'd be alone and capable of performing more vigilante justice, he would miss them all.

Izuku Midoriya then returned home and prepared to end his casual day with a TV dinner. After that, he'd burn off the calories by jumping from rooftop to rooftop. It wasn't the ideal workout, but he considered it multi-tasking at best. However, there was lingering worry that Momo and the others would pull another surprise assault on him. Granted, his activities were normally in Hosu and what happened was just a result of bad timing & choices. It still warped his mind though, he couldn't have that kind of negativity out in the field or it would get him killed..

He tapped his foot impatiently while the boxed dinner spun in the microwave. He contemplated ways to pass the time. He wanted to call Ochaco and speak to her about the vigilante confrontation, but couldn't bring himself to do it. So many lies and secrets, the fact they had to fight one another and the consequences that ensued was too much already. He thought about suiting up, but worried he'd spill some of the food on the costume. His hand found the phone in his pocket, thumbing it and willing to dial Hikiyose. It was only natural for a father to worry about his daughter.. The time seemed to pass with his many thoughts, the microwave beeping to indicate his dinner was ready.

It was only when Izuku sat down that he realized channel surfing would have probably been the best time killer. Clicking through stations lasted for what felt like nearly an hour, his food was probably cold by now. Come on though, you can't eat something without finding a proper show first! Izuku sighed as he skimmed the news, all they talked about was the heroes fighting The Green Shadow. With no hero report this time around or any other enticing stories, he decided the news was out of the mix. The drama shows were getting on his nerve with forced relationships and stupid plots. He'd already seen most of the movies playing. It looked like he would just have to watch anime, his only redeemer.

Just as Izuku finally settled on a show to watch and hit 'play', the doorbell rang. Looks like deciding not to wear the vigilante costume while eating was a good idea.. Izuku huffed in annoyance before pausing the episode and setting his food aside. He shuffled towards the door and sighed since he really wasn't wanting to deal with company, especially an unexpected visit. Before the doorbell could ring again, he called out, "I'm coming!"

Izuku unlocked the door before opening it, not really sure who he was expecting to see on the other side. Whoever he thought it could be, it surely wasn't a pink haired mechanic! Mei Hatsume, the woman that saved his life and made him a bunch of gadgets, was standing at his doorstep! Izuku could practically feel his face turn pale, "H- How.. d- did you find me?"

It wasn't difficult to figure out why she seeked him out. Izuku figured it had to do with all the attention he was getting, she probably got excited (or upset) upon seeing her 'babies' on television. It was just the how part that baffled Izuku. He worried that something was given away on the footage, or that perhaps the media finally put two and two together. Izuku cursed himself for using capture tape and displaying other moves that could be linked back to him. Maybe Mei made a deal with the police and this was part of some plan to turn him in! Izuku thought of thousands of ways to escape if that were the case, but didn't act on any of them until hearing Hatsume's reasoning.

"My boyfriend told me everything!", the pink haired mechanic grinned with her usual enthusiasm. She looked eager to ask questions and discuss things as much as Izuku was. Mei constantly tried peering through the doorway or a window to see inside his house, wanting to know what the Hosu vigilante's life style was like.

"Your b- boyfriend?! EVERYTHING?!", Izuku squeaked. Now there was more than one question, there was practically hundreds! What does she mean by everything?! How does her boyfriend even know who I am, let alone everything?! "Who is your boyfriend?!", Izuku practically shouted the question.

Things didn't get any easier when a literal blast from the past stepped into view. The blonde man glared at Izuku with his usual intensity, the red eyes showed no signs of compassion or remorse. They were the same eyes he looked into as a defenseless child while the bully burned and beat on him. "Heya 'Deku'.. long time.. no see.", then came the gleeful grin Izuku always trembled upon seeing.

"K- Kacchan.."

END CHAPTER NINE

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

Since you all like cliffhangers so much, here's another one! MUHAHAHAA!

I actually have quite a lot to say in this chapter's author's notes, but I'll save it for later. For now.. ONTO REVIEWS!

patrickthenobleman: Oh, the 'Revelry in the Dark' bit was solely based on Fumikage's mantra from the anime. (I don't recall him saying it in the manga, but feel like he did..) I had no clue a story revolving around Tokoyami existed like that until now, and I have to thank you for bringing it up, because it's really good from what I've read so far! I really like the elevator idea and may end up shouting out the story in a different way. Such as, Fumikage or Tsuyu confessed their love in a similar elevator situation and that's how they started dating/married. If I end up writing it in or not, that should be considered canon to this particular story haha! So, thanks again for telling me about that story! As for Dabi and Shoto, you'll be seeing plenty more of them as I dive into their past via flashbacks and that whole 'going after Iris' storyline.

Mystery kid02: I could never leave out Bakugo! If you liked his appearance last chapter and this one, then you're gonna love the next one!

Jadegem02: I doubt this cliffhanger tops the last one, but it probably won't be the last! I hope the confrontation continuation was acceptable and sorry again for the wait, I'll try and keep updates frequent from here on!

Ooobserver: Oh yeah, all the toys – I mean, 'babies' – will be super fun to come up with and incorporate! You were also spot on about the aftermath, as you can see, there's a lot of fallout to clean up. As for the cliffhangers, I just HAVE to write in some drastic ones now! I wonder if this chapter's was any better or on par with the last.. eh, I'll keep topping them anyway!

TheOkWriter: Honestly, I considered simply dubbing Izuku 'Vigilante' at one point! I also pondered different costume designs, but I wanted to stay true to the source material in this story. For those who read 'Have Fear, For I Am Here', know that I drifted off from canon.. okay, I REALLY drifted off from canon! So, this story is trying to pay a little more homage!

Sunshine's Armageddon: Oh, I hadn't realized it was somewhat confusing when I wrote it like that. The crater was actually created by Lemilion (Mirio Togata) using a 'Smash'. Since he was originally supposed to be All Might's successor according to Nighteye, and Izuku never received One For All in this story, I ended up giving him that power. I didn't want to make him Number One though, since that would be a little too expected.. and I really like Todoroki + Tokoyami. So, I settled on making him Number Three. (If you watch the anime only, disregard everything I just said, it may or may not be from the manga..)

purpleflowers10: Thank you for the kind words, I'll definitely try to upload new chapters more often!

Annnd, looks like that's all the reviews for now. Time to address a few things!

Some of you may have noticed Dabi's origin is based on the ever so popular fan theory. I don't quite know the exact person to give credit to, but the whole burning himself on accident when trying to look like his father thing was based on some really cool fanart I saw a long time ago on Instagram. Same goes for the part where Endeavor called him useless and walked away. I tweaked it a little so I wasn't straight up plagiarizing, but I wanted to pay some homage at the very least.

The other thing I wanted to mention in this author note, actually pertains to you all and gets YOU involved in the story! Yay, right?! To make it short and simple, the internships are coming up, and I haven't decided on who will be going to work with who yet. I COULD just be selfish and decide for myself, but where's the fun in that? If you have any suggestions for particular students, let it be know! I may also need to create some more OC heroes and/or villains, so if you're willing to loan one to me, I could also potentially write that person in!

Alright, as much as I love to ramble, that'll be it for now! I hope to see you in the next chapter, where questions will be answered about Bakugo and his involvement & the internships can finally begin!

~MentalMind