Izuku sighed as he walked to school, cast still wrapped around his left arm.

Contrary to what Izuku thought, class had been cancelled yesterday. But the disagreement between him and Onkko still left a bad taste in his mouth... and a heavy weight on his heart despite being two days ago. Now he was unsure of the future ahead of him, if there was any chance of reconciling with the Quill.

He let out another sigh before feeling his phone ring.

Someone was calling him.

Izuku took out his phone, eyes scrunching as he didn't recognize the number before answering it, placing it next to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey Midoriya, it's me, Mirio."

Izuku practically jumped in shock, recognizing the voice. "Mirio, S-Senpai?! H-How did you even get my number!?"

"I messaged one of the teachers for it." Mirio explained, "But that's not important, how are you right now? I saw the news and wanted to call to see if you were okay."

"Um." Izuku held his phone tightly, "Well... My arm got hurt... And I overused my Quirk a bit, but other then that, I'm okay."

"Damn." Mirio said on the other end, "But you're okay. That's all that matters."

Izuku paused before he smiled, realizing how truthful that was. He was alive, so was his teachers and his friends. Something to be grateful for as he continued walking. "Yeah."

And then Mirio's tone changed back into his happy self, "So! I just wanted to tell you that I'm off hero work studies for the next few weeks. We should totally meet up!"

"W-What, really?!" Izuku asked in surprise. It then dawned on him that ever since enrolling into U.A., he hadn't actually gotten the chance to see Mirio... until now. "Sure, but where should we-?"

"I'll message you when I have a location. But it'll definitely be in the shopping district." Mirio then began to finish up, "Anyways, you're probably on your way to U.A., so I won't hold you. See ya Midoriya!"

"You too, Mirio."

The conversation hung up, Izuku pocketing his phone before continuing on his way.


Naomasa compiled his findings, looking over the papers before stepping into the meeting room.

Already, the teachers of U.A. had all gathered before the start of their morning classes, even Aizawa who had returned from the hospital on such a short notice, the heroes body covered in bandages. They all had their turned their heads to him, Naomasa clearing his throat as he briefly glimpsed at Toshinori

"The one called Shigaraki... His Quirk allows him to disintegrate whatever he touches. We've been through the list of men in their twenties and thirties in the Quirk registry, no luck whatsoever." Naomasa adjusted the paper, "Nothing turned up on the 'Warp Gate' user Kurogiri either. And the names used were aliases. Judging by those facts alone, it's safe to assume that they're both members of the underworld."

Snipe leaned forward in his seat, "So yer sayin' we know next to nothin'. I reckon we oughta learn fast before the leader of those varmints finishes lickin' his wounds."

"Their leader was a man child."

Everyone turned their heads to Aizawa, still completely bandaged as his voice was muffled.

"From what little I heard when I was incapacitated, the head villain seemed prone to tantrums. Not only that, but he treated everything like some sort of video game. This whole plan of his was daring... foolish even had they not had that powerful villain." Aizawa then scanned around behind his bandages, "Judging by the overwhelming strength of Nomu and that the villains wanted him to fight on All Might. I would say that he would have been a real threat. Just how was Nomu defeated?"

Naomasa saw Ectoplasm and Watchdog stir within their seats, All Might giving Naomasa a nod to continue.

"It... wasn't from the hands of a hero."

Aizawa raised an eye as Present Mic stopped picking his nose. Midnight, Vlad King, Cementoss, and Power Loader appeared intrigued, clearly wanting know more about the situation.

Naomasa continued, "The villain classified as 'Nomu' is somehow still alive. Despite having no body, his head continues to function. Our analysts have determined that there is no real thought process that goes on within Nomu's head... Almost like a flesh made robot." He looked down, "Yet, what the real question is is what had left Nomu in that state, and I believe it was the Suspect I've been looking for."

Cemontoss tilted his blocky head, "Suspect?"

"Yes." Naomasa said before producing a piece of paper, revealing a simplistic drawing. "This is so far the only form of image that I've received thanks to All Might drawing what he saw."

The heroes look closely at it, Vlad King murmuring. "That's a strange looking outfit..."

Midnight looked up at Naomasa. "So what exactly makes you think he's responsible?"

"He is a remorseless killer."

The answer didn't come from Naomasa, it came from Ectoplasm.

"Me, Watchdog, and Detective Naomasa found... remains of a few villains who were possibly guarding the maintenance tunnels. A similar fashion to Nomu."

Naomasa nodded, "And it checks out with the crime scenes that I've visited for the past year or so. With no clear evidence to suggest if it was done in the crude name of justice... or vengeance. We're not dealing with a vigilante or a villain. We're dealing with a person whose sanity and motives are completely unpredictable..."

"And he tried to hurt one of the students." All Might added, "Young Midoriya... I found him unconscious in front of that man. Strangle marks around his neck."

"Sheesh..." Present Mic simply said, eyes wide behind his sunglasses. "I'm not getting any sleep tonight knowing this guy exists."

Aizawa seemed to peer at Toshinori from behind his bandages, dropping the next bomb. "Then the math checks out as well. If this Suspect was able to defeat Nomu who was apparently designed to fight All Might..."

Everyone was silent at that revelation, Nezu now speaking. "I suppose this means that we will all have to be vigilant against two threats now..."

"No." Naomasa said, every teacher turning their heads to him as he checked his folders. "The League of Villains is a bigger threat to the school. It's terrifying to think how a bunch of small time villains were drawn in by that sort of pure, unaffected evil. In the meanwhile, I'll gather both the police department and any heroes that'll help with the Suspect instead."

Toshinori tried to protest, "But you will need me to-"

"Protect your students." Naomasa interrupted. "Besides Yagi-san, Aizawa stated exactly how I feel... that the Suspect could be a potential counter to you. It would be better to find a more adverse skill set from a multitude of heroes then the strength of just one..." Naomasa continued, "And the most recent report I've received was inhuman howling heard on the outskirts of Musutafu. He's on the run... and I'm trying to figure it all out. Which is why I need permission to talk to Izuku Midoriya. He's the only student thus far to have such a close encounter with him. Any info I can get will be useful."

The teachers stirred within their seats.


"Hey, Midoriya! You're here! We all thought you'd still be in the hospital!" Eijirou exclaimed as Izuku entered the classroom. Immediately the students forgot there conversations, turning their heads to Izuku.

"Ah, um... I..." Izuku paused, putting on a smile. "I got better."

"Yeah, no kidding. A lot of us were really worried about you." Sero added, standing next to his desk, "Good to know that those villains couldn't keep you down."

"But Umbra's still out there..." Izuku thought darkly before shaking himself out of it. "Was anyone else hurt?"

Sero slowly nodded, "Aizawa Sensei was sent to the hospital with you. But other then that, the rest of the class is fine."

"That's good to hear." Izuku then stuttered, "I-I mean, not for Aizawa Sensei but for the rest of the-"

"Ha! Don't worry Midoriya. We get what you mean."

"Oh. Okay. Then I'm just gonna-" He turned to walk to the back of the classroom, letting the rest of the students continue on with their banter as he slunk away.

Tsuyu's vacant eyes were already staring up at him from her desk, the usual nods of acknowledgement being exchanged. Izuku went up to his locker before placing his backpack inside of it, returning to sit down in his seat. He then paused.

A note was on his desk.

He picked it up, inspecting it for a brief moment before opening the piece of paper.

Dear Midoriya,

I'm really sorry that you had to fight those villains alone. I wish I could have done something.

Izuku blinked, realizing that no name written on the letter. He raised his head, looking around the class before noticing Koji practically shiver in his seat. There couldn't have been more of a dead giveaway.

"Koda... Did you write this?"

The shy student seemed to freeze up, slowly turning his head to Midoriya's way before nodding ever so slightly. Midoriya looked back down at the note before giving a reassuring smile, "Hey, don't worry. It's fine. It was my choice at the time... And besides,-" Izuku recalled for a brief moment, remembering what Mirio told him, "-we're all okay now. That's all that matters."

Koji paused before nodding again, this time with a bit more added confidence. However it quickly disappeared as a loud voice rang out, flinching both students.

"Everyone! Morning homeroom is about to start!" Tenya then took position behind the podium arms forward, "Stop Talking and take your seats!"

There was a brief pause before Sero spoke up. "We're already in our seats. You're the only one who's not."

Tenya returned to his seat in defeat, balling his fists in an exaggerated manner as he looked forward. "Shoot!"

"Don't worry about it." Ochako said, a serene look on her face as she attempted to diffuse the situation. Judging by what Izuku had noticed so far, the job of class president seemed quite... contradictory.

Mina leaned back in her seat, "Tsu, who's-" The pink skinned girl would have fallen back had Tsuyu not caught the seat, "-gonna teach homeroom today?"

That was a good question. One that Izuku hadn't thought of yet. Perhaps there was going to be a substitute for the day, maybe another pro hero like Snipe or Hound Dog... On second thought, maybe not Hound Dog. If Izuku remembered correctly from online sources, the hound hero could barely form coherent sentences when riled to anger, which was very often with every video the hero had been detailed in.

"Well, Mr. Aizawa is supposed to be in the hospital recovering from his injuries..." Tsuyu responded before the doors to the class opened, prompting a confused ribbit from the frog girl.

Low and behold, it was Aizawa, covered head to toe with bandages. "Morning."

The class exploded.

"You're back already, Aizawa Sensei!?"

Izuku simply just stared, both of his eyes wide. He wasn't even surprised at this point, just impressed as Kaminari unknowingly voiced his inner thoughts. "You're too much of a pro!"

Tenya raised his hand, "Glad to see you doing well, Sensei!"

"I-If you can call that 'doing well'..." Ochako said, a look of shock on her face.

Aizawa walked up to the podium, voice muffled. "My welfare isn't important. Because your fight is far from over."

"Our fight?" Katsuki questioned.

Izuku held back a shiver, the words coming out of his mouth. "Don't tell me..."

Minoru, on the other hand... was quite menacing in all honesty, his eyes narrowed forward. "Villains? Let them try..."

A few student turned their heads to the pervert, surprised to hear such a response as Aizawa continued.

"The U.A. sports festival is drawing near."

The atmosphere of the class changed within an instant, Eijiro being the forefront of this change as the gasps were quelled into excitement. "The sports festival!? That's a super normal school event for once!"

All the students were liable to agree, all except Izuku. A cold feeling developed beneath his skin, his hair staring on end. "Sports festival? But..." An unwilling picture then formed in his head. Umbra. Covered head to toe in blood as he stood in the middle of the stadium, form and blade stained with the blood of the innocent. His katana was out... and about to strike Izuku down.

It took all his efforts to prevent himself from shivering. But even so his wide, traumatized look, was apparent.


Lunchtime came after a class of Modern Literature with Cementoss.

Izuku sat in his seat, gazing out the window. He was once more, deep in thought.

"Should I worry about all this?" His mind quickly bit back, "Yes. Yes I should. First of, how exactly did Umbra find me?"

That was a question that quickly found an answer... unfortunately.

"Void. It has something to do with the Void doesn't it?" Slowly the walls closed around him, paranoia infecting his inner voice like a tumor as he looked at his own hand. "What if...-" sweat began to bead down his face as he muttered silently, "What if me using Void was the reason he came to the USJ..."

It made sense. Void wasn't a Quirk, it was a hazardous power somehow given to him when he came into contact with Umbra. So perhaps Umbra could somehow sense when he used it. And if he sensed it... then that means Umbra must have telegraph where Izuku was, perhaps whenever Izuku used his power.

That revelation hit him like a truck as someone spoke to him.

"Midoriya-chan?"

He blinked, looking up to see Tsuyu turned from her seat.

"Me and Tokoyami-chan are off to get lunch. Do you wanna come with us?"

Izuku straightened himself out, "O-Oh, um, Sure. Lemme just...-" He fumbled as he stood up from his chair, "-grab my bag."

Tsuyu stared at his turned back, slowly tipping a finger upon her mouth.


Their walk to the cafeteria was oddly silent.

Izuku was normally the starter of conversation within their niche, but this time he had absolutely nothing to say for obvious reasons. His eyes were constantly scanning around him, trying to see if anything was out of the ordinary whilst maintaining an aura of casuality. Needless to say, it was absolutely exhausting as salvation came in the form of a question.

"Why did you decide to come to U.A. and become a pro hero, Midoriya-chan?"

He stopped his scanning to answer Tsuyu's question. "Er, well... It's mostly because of All Might and..." Izuku then paused, "-that I wanted to give something to society and help people..."

"-But what about now? Umbra's out there and knows how to find me if I even think about using the void. What if he's hurting people right now? What if-"

Izuku had to put a lid on his thoughts as Fumikage nodded, "An admirable goal."

Tsuyu showcased her finger tic, "Kero... That's kind of the reason I went to U.A. as well." She then turned her head, "What about you Tokayami-chan?"

Attention was turned towards the bird, Fumikage seemingly pausing. "... Control."

Both Izuku and Tsuyu blinked at that answer, the student continuing.

"As you both know, public use of Quirks is against the law. But Dark Shadow is, in an essence, a living and thinking being. So to keep him shackled didn't feel right at all." Fumikage paused again, "I became a hero so I could train and use my Quirk with freedom." Fumikage then sighed, "Forgive me. Admittedly, my intent is not very heroic or ideal..."

"I'm pretty sure that's fine." Tsuyu replied, "Everyone has their reasons."

"Indeed. I suppose it also comes down to the case of Dark Shadow himself. He's hard to control in the dark and downright dangerous to others if he gets out of control." That statement spoke more to Izuku as the green haired student remembered that fact. Fumikage continued, a look of determination atop his beak. "I came here to learn ways to use Dark Shadow, and during my time here, Dark Shadow and myself will become a focused vessel. Be it helping others or putting an end to villains. It is what they teach in the U.A. hero course after all."

Izuku froze in thought, "Tokoyami... he knows the danger of Dark Shadow... yet he still enrolled." He silently looked down.

"Excuse me."

The trio of students looked up, noticing a man wearing a tan overcoat and matching hat. The man walked up to the trio, looking down at the group, or more specifically... Izuku himself.

"Are you Izuku Midoriya by any chance?"

Izuku felt nervous for some odd reason, "Y-Yeah. That's me."

"As I thought." The man then showed something. "I'm Detective Naomasa. I just want to ask a few quick questions about yesterday's events."

A police badge.

Izuku felt his heart almost stop for a split second as a singular thought rang through his head.

"Oh shit."


Tsuyu couldn't help but worry for her friend.

From what she had noticed after exiting the class, was that Izuku seemed on edge most of the time. She knew that he was constantly looking around when they had left the classroom, almost as if trying to discern a threat. It was only until she had technically 'distracted' him with conversation that he seemed to calm.

She could guess that the detective wanted to ask Izuku about the USJ.

Fumikage turned his head as the two of them walked into the cafeteria. "I assume you figured out what the detective might've wanted from Izuku?"

Tsuyu nodded, "Yeah... But I'm worried. Izuku seemed really on edge today."

"Hm, so you noticed that too?" Fumikage turned his head back, "Perhaps the attack at the USJ had more of an impact on him than we thought."

"Kero..." She ribbited, recalling the signs of bruises around his neck when he was at the hospital. "Izuku... what happened to you?"


Naomasa checked his files again as the student sat stool across him.

They were currently in the Break Room, a place that Naomasa had specifically chosen because of the casualness of the environment. Naomasa didn't want to make Izuku feel as if he was being interrogated. The detective knew the student had been through enough already.

He placed the file by the side, clearing his throat.

"Don't worry, this'll be quick. I understand you have lunch time right now." Naomasa said with a reassuring smile.

Izuku slowly nodded, yet kept his gaze downward. "Am I in trouble?"

Naomasa shook his head, "Of course not. Like I said before, I just want to ask you a few questions, that's all." Naomasa then straightened himself, "But... before we begin, I just wanted to ask if you're comfy discussing about the events that transpired within the USJ."

The student seemed to pause for a moment before he seemed to let out a breath, "A-Alright. Ask away."

Naomasa then bowed his head, "Thank you. This will be a great help to our efforts in apprehending those criminals and ensuring that people remain safe." He then organized the folders, looking forward. "Alright, let's begin with what happened during the time you were on the yacht? From what info I received, the warp villain had split up a section of your class into separate groups, and your group had ended up in the flood zone."

"That's correct."

"Then I guess you dealt with that problem judging by how many unconscious villains we apprehended from the shoreline." Naomasa smiled, "I expected no less for someone studying in U.A., and from the sound of it, you three handled yourselves very well."

Izuku seemed embarrassed yet flattered at the compliment before Naomasa continued.

"However, what I wanted to get out of all of this is what transpired afterwards. After you dealt with the villains in the flood zone, where did you head to next?"

The student seemed to think for a moment before giving an answer. "W-We were going to the entrance... but I convinced myself and the others to go to the edge of the plaza instead."

Naomasa raised an eye, "The plaza? But that's where most of the villains were."

"And where Aizawa Sensei was fighting them." Izuku added, "I-I knew that he was taking on too many, and that his Quirk wasn't meant for sustained combat. So I thought the best idea would be for us to watch the plaza and see if we could lighten his burden when the time came. It was..." Izuku looked to the side, sighing, "-too optimistic. All I ended up doing was putting my friends in danger. Especially when that villain I heard them call 'Nomu' came in and beat Sensei violently."

"Hmm..." Naomasa said, writing it within his notes before looking back up. "Although, your action could be considered reckless... I can definitely see the heroic intent behind it, wanting to make sure your teacher was safe."

Izuku slowly nodded, yet clearly not as flattered as before.

"So what happened next?"

"The villain... t-the one with the disintegration Quirk? He tried to hurt one of my friends. So I-... I-"

Naomasa gave an acknowledging look, "Tsuyu Asui already told me this part. That was a very brave thing you did."

"I-I guess. I tried to use a blast to knock him away."

He paused, looking at Izuku as his Quirk came into effect.

That was a lie.

Naomasa felt his inquisitive nature take hold, "Are you... sure?"

The student seemed to look up for a second before looking back down with a sigh, "... You know that I'm lying, don't you? I'm sure my friends hadn't noticed at the time to tell you."

He didn't say anything, except giving a slight nod. Naomasa admittedly felt bad for using his Quirk on such a young child, although he had affirmed before that this wasn't an interrogation, he was sure that it must've felt like one for Izuku.

"... I-Is it a Quirk?"

He nodded again, surprised at how perceptive the student was.

Izuku looked regretful, "A Quirk like that is... really, really cool actually. Even for a hero." Naomasa did not expect the compliment as Izuku continued, "The truth is, I-I tried to kill the villain at first. I-It must have been all the adrenaline, my mind just screaming at me to protect my friends. Lucky, or unlucky, Nomu got in between him and myself... but my beam still punched a hole through it's regenerating abdomen. I... shiver to think what would have happened if it actually hit it's intended target, or where I would be right now."

A truth.

Naomasa knew it was a delicate matter, but it was a matter that needed to be addressed. "To be honest, killing someone would've definitely put you in a bad spot, even if the reason is for the protection of others, as that's the rampant excuse for any vigilante that turns to villany." Naomasa then straightened his gaze, "But in the end it didn't happen, and you show an understanding that it was wrong judging by your next course of action according to Tsuyu Asui. You opened a barrier which surrounded the two villains, allowing your friends to escape, correct?"

Izuku nodded, "Yeah. I-It was one thing that I could do, that and I had no idea I could even do something like that in the first place."

Naomasa tilted his head, looking down at his folder. "If you don't mind me asking, what exactly is your Quirk? It says Energy Manipulation on your folder but-"

"That's wrong."

He looked back up, noticing another truth being told.

"I-I mean,-" Izuku stuttered for a moment, "I-It's not Energy Manipulation. It's... what I call Void. Um... it's control of a dimension of energy that runs parallel to our own, s-so it allows me to manipulate our reality in some aspects. Originally I could use a blast that knocks things away, a precision beam that cuts, and a dash... B-But now there's also a shell that I can create which was the barrier that Tsu and Koda-kun saw."

"Oh." Naomasa looked back down at the profile before folding it, "I see."

He was admittedly tempted to ask Izuku to give a brief showcase, but decided against it as he was already told the truth. And besides, he was running over the poor kids lunchtime, a sacred moment in every students school.

"Very well then. Just two more questions to go. But I'll have to warn you, it's... about the Suspect." Naomasa ensured that Izuku knew what he was in for, "The very man who attacked you... So please tell me if you grow uncomfy."

Izuku seemed to freeze up for a moment before slowly nodding.

"Okay, so my first question is..." Naomasa held up a piece of paper, from All Might's drawings. "Is this what you saw?"

The student paused for a moment before nodding, "His blade and sheath was on his left, not his right. A-And there was also a black rag wrapped around his neck, k-kinda like a scarf. But other then that... it matches."

Naomasa nodded, keeping in mind to add those details later.

"Lastly... why do you think he went after you?"

There was a long, drawn out pause before Izuku finally gave his answer. "I'm not sure... I'm really not sure."

...

It was the truth, or at least to the student it was.

Naomasa sighed, "Alright then. I believe we're finished." He sat up from his seat, "Thank you for your time, Young Midoriya."

"S-Sorry." Izuku meekly responded, prompting Naomasa to tilt his head.

"What for?"

"That I-I wasn't able to help much."

Naomasa shook his head, "Nonsense. What you've shed today was a great help in more ways than you'll ever imagine, especially now that the Suspect is on the run."

That seemed to garner Izuku's attention, the student staring up with a look of what appeared to be surprise. But Naomasa did not dwell on it, he had already used up a lot of Izuku's time. It would be best to leave now. He was about to walk out the door before the student spoke.

"Tsukauchi-san."

He turned his head, that surprised face now twinged with... something else. Regret?

"I-If you're planning on chasing after the 'Suspect' then...-" Izuku's face then became oddly analytical, "-be absolutely careful. Because he's nothing like you've ever faced before."

Naomasa froze up, not because of the way the line was delivered...

But because that was the absolute truth.


Izuku had eaten a quick lunch after the meeting and returned to class.

Tsuyu and Fumikage were glad to see him again, and surprisingly, neither had asked about the conversation he had with the detective. Something which he was admittedly grateful for.

The lesson quickly passed, marking the end of today's classes.

He was just getting prepared to leave before chatter was heard outside, the students of 1-A looking at the door with confusion. It was only when Ochako opened the door that it was revealed just who was behind it.

A whole group of U.A. students, probably from other classes as they stared and whispered amongst themselves.

"Wh-What's going on!?" Ochako stated in shock.

Izuku stood next to Fumikage as he watched with shock, unsure of why most the students were even there. "It's just like the reporters, but this time right outside our classroom then the school!"

Tsuyu walked up to the two of them, face blank yet confusion in her eyes. "Kero? Why is there so many students outside our door?"

"I-It could be because we've been the only class to fight actual villains to a degree... so I guess they wanted to check it out? Come to think of it, with the attack we had to fight off and-" Izuku unknowingly went on a mutter spree as Fumikage and Tsuyu watched him. He quickly stopped, an awkward expression on his face. "S-Sorry."

They watched as Minoru yelled out, "Hey! We can't get out! What'd they all come here for anyways?!"

"Scoping out the competition, small fry." Katsuki remarked, walking past Minoru. "We're the ones who survived a villain attack."

Just as Izuku had thought as Tsuyu let out a ribbit, "Kero. I may speak out my mind at times, but this is just something else entirely."

"Believe it or not, that's him on a good day." Izuku added, prompting Fumikage to hang his beak down.

"Good Grief..."

Katsuki came up to the group of students, face steely calm. "Out of my way, Extras."

Izuku inwardly cringed as Tenya freaked out, swinging his arm forward in rapid succession. "Just because you don't know them doesn't give you the right to call them 'extras'!" The student exclaimed in shock.

A voice spoke out from the crowd, "What you said before is true. We came to see what the famous class A was like, but you seem pretty arrogant." A purple haired student revealed himself, Izuku noticing a peculiar tiredness in the student's indigo eyes. "Are all the students in the hero course like this one?"

"Huh...?" Katsuki narrowed his gaze with a dangerous flare.

While the rest of the class seemed in panic, Izuku instead resorted back to his analytical mind. "Who is this student? He's not from 1-B... then that must mean he's from the other three branches of the school. General education possibly?"

The student continued, "Gotta say, I'm a little disillusioned if this is what you're offering. Those of us who didn't make the hero course are stuck in general studies and the other tracks. There's quite a few of us. Did you know that?" He then tilted his head, "Depending on the results of the sports festival...-"

Izuku froze up, realizing that he had almost forgotten. The sports festival was still a thing. His convictions only faltered as the student continued.

"-they might consider transferring us to the hero course. I understand the reverse is also possible for you..."

Now a real conflict grew in his heart as Izuku looked at his hand. While Umbra was on the run for some reason... there was still a chance, a chance that Umbra would show up if he used Void, he was sure of it.

The twisted paradox raged on as the student continued.

"Scoping out the competition? For a general studies kid like me, this'll be the perfect chance to knock you off your pedestals. Consider this a declaration of war."

Izuku had to admire the student tenacity as a crushing hold of hopelessness began to take form, "If using the Void is just going to attract Umbra put people in danger, maybe it would be best if I didn't use it anymore..." Months ago, that idea would have been absurd, but now he was dropped out of his fantasy that should have been so obvious long ago. Why did he ever think that mastering forces beyond his understanding ever a good idea?

And then he saw it.

A smiling face within the crowd of students, holding a the drawn picture of Umbra out. Sporting the exact same features that Izuku had.

It was him, The Man in The Wall letting out a giggling taunt as he waved the picture slowly. Izuku merely stared forward, eyes wide as another student poked his head out from the crowd, completely oblivious of course seeing as Izuku was the only one knowledgeable of his existence.

Izuku wanted to scream.

"Hey, hey!" It was an odd looking student with grey eyelashes that encompassed his eyes, "I'm from class 1-B, next door! Heard you guys fought some villains and I wanted to find out more. But all I'm seeing is this arrogant bastard! You better not make fools of the hero course at this thing!"

Katsuki merely ignored the grey haired student, shoving past the crowd as Eijiro ran to the front. "Wait, you Jerk! What're you doing to us? Thanks to you we've got a whole mob of haters now!"

The delinquent turned his head slightly, "I don't give a shit." Katsuki narrowed his gaze yet again, "It doesn't matter so long as you rise to the top."

Eijiro looked as if he was at the verge of crying, "D-Damn it... That's so simple and manly..."

"You said it." Sato said, cupping hand beneath his chin in thought.

"The top... There is truth to that." Fumikage muse, Tsuyu silently tipping a finger against her mouth. She then turned her head, letting out a small ribbit of confusion as Izuku decidedly picked up his bag...

And then immediately left, disappearing into the crowd of students and heading off to the opposite direction.


Naomasa walked out of the building, checking over his folders as he entered his car.

There was a lot of info he had to sift through when he returned to the police station, and he would have to compile the report to Kenji. He turned on the ignition before driving out of the parkway, school now finishing as he noticed a lone figure walk by his car.

It was Izuku.

The kid seemed to sport a glum look on his face as he walked back home, holding the straps of his bag. Naomasa peered at the kid for a moment, getting a good idea of what had him so down... Nobody after all wanted to be reminded of a potentially traumatic experience.

Naomasa sighed, looking back at the road as he drove the car forward, a look of determination growing on the detectives face.

With the sports festival coming up, and heroes inevitably gathering in one place, he quickly discerned the perfect opportunity.

To create a force that could find this crazed madman, and put a stop to him.

Naomasa would see it done.


"Damn it..." Izuku simply thought to himself, looking down at the sidewalk.

What exactly was he going to do when the sports festival did come up? Use his power and risk the lives of not only himself but the others that might get in Umbra's way? That could not happen at all costs.

So his thoughts and decisions began to run to one conclusion.

"Should I...Should I drop ou-?"

His thoughts were interrupted when his phone rumbled within his pocket, Izuku taking it out to see who had texted him.

hey midoriya. im at the 711 near tatooin station.

Izuku blinked.

He had almost forgotten that he was going to meet up with Mirio today. Izuku was tempted call it off, only for a mournful guilt to rise in his chest. Mirio was the student that saved him, to simply brush him off seemed completely wrong. He then made his obligation, fingers tapping against the phone screen.

Alright. I'm on my way.

Izuku then pocketed his phone, letting out a sigh.


By the time he had reached the station, rush hour had begun. A flood of business men and women were already streaming out of the train station to return home.

Izuku saw the 711, a few afterschool students leaving the establishment. It took him a few moments until he spotted the familiar cow lick haircut, the senior U.A. student spotting Izuku as a smile grew on Mirio's face. "Hey, Midoriya! It's good to see you!"

"I-It's good to see you too, Senpai." Izuku responded. It had been forever since he had seen the student, but the enthusiasm that Izuku mustered in his greeting felt... lacking to say the least. Luckily Mirio didn't seem to notice, the senior student leaning off the wall.

"So, how's U.A. so far? "

Izuku struggled to find an answer, "Um, it's great..."

"I know right!" Mirio said with excitement, slightly startling Izuku with his energy. "Who's your teacher?"

"Oh uh, A-Aizawa Sensei."

The senior student seemed to pause for a moment, "... Woah... If I remember correctly, he expelled an entire class for having no potential when I was there." Mirio then cheerfully smiled despite the dire implication, "Then that must mean you're doing really good if you're studying under him!"

Izuku's eyes widened, looking down. "So the forum rumors were true..." His thoughts then broadened, negative emotions infecting his thoughts. "If only I was expelled back then, it would have saved me and others the time and tro-"

"Alright let's go." Mirio said.

"Hmm?" Izuku was broken out of his angsty thoughts.

The senior student pointed a thumb behind him, "There's an arcade just down the block that has all these ancient games! I was hoping to actually try them out for once!"


Mirio had noticed a change in Izuku.

It was subtle in the beginning of there meeting, Izuku acting more unnerved than usual. At first, Mirio had brushed it off, not thinking much about it. But then on their way to the arcade, he had noticed that Izuku was constantly scanning around the place, as if they were being followed.

That look was the exact same look when Mirio had first met Izuku, he was sure of it.

When it came to playing at the arcade, Mirio had absolutely floored Izuku in a fighting game. While that would perhaps dictate that Izuku wasn't good at those types of games, Mirio knew better. The younger student was distracted by something, something bad if he had to guess. So upon leaving the arcade and having a quick walk through Endoro, Mirio decided that he wasn't going to brush it off. No, not like before if All Might taught him anything after receiving one for all.

A hero's job was to help people, and Izuku currently had the look of someone who needed help.

"Say, Midoriya."

Izuku looked up, Mirio slowly turning around as they reached the end of the curb.

"Is there something wrong?"

The question seemed to hit the younger student like a box of bricks, eyes widening. "H-Huh!? N-No of course not! What makes you say that?"

Mirio pointed it out, "I've noticed that you're completely on edge, and you're eyes have been scanning all over the place." Mirio then came to a complete stop, "I don't know about you, but I'm sure we're completely safe out here in the-"

"I'm fine." Izuku simple responded.

Yet Mirio persisted, "Midoriya... We've technically been through a lot together. You know you can trust me."

There seemed to be a long pause, Izuku looking down at the sidewalk. He then spoke, "Senpai... If you had a Quirk that when you used it, would put others in danger...-" Izuku then looked up, face mired with regret. "Would you still use it?"

That question caught Mirio off guard for a second. He knew Izuku's 'Quirk' wasn't exactly a Quirk, and he believed it. In a world full of superpowers, how crazy was it to suggest one wasn't acquired naturally? But from the sound of it, he now also knew that this question must've been in regard to Izuku's 'Void' power, or at least some aspect of it.

So Mirio went with what he felt was the right answer.

"Yes. I would."

Izuku opened his mouth as if to say something before Mirio continued.

"Because I know powers that put others in danger... have the capacity to put them out out of it as well." Mirio crossed his arms, "You think All Might would stop being All Might if he figured out his punches could destroy an entire building full of people? Of course not. Despite the dangers of-" Mirio quickly remembered not to mention One for All, "-his Quirk, he's stopped others from getting hurt in the first place. You ever watch his fight with the villain Reflector?"

"Y-Yeah actually, I did." Izuku recalled, "Reflector's Quirk could take kinetic energy and shoot it somewhere else. So when All Might punched him, he made the power of the punch collapse a bridge."

"Yep, and All Might saved the day by entrapping the villain and using his own power to stop the bridge from collapsing, saving hundreds of people. Point is, and Thirteen's probably already taught you this... Hero powers are always dangerous, but it's through training and mastery of those powers that we save people, and put them out of harm's way. Now, I'm not saying to use your powers all willy nilly, but I know you're a smart one Izuku... And that you can figure out some way to counteract whatever danger your Void power has, it's what I've seen you do, and it's how you've gotten into U.A. in the first place." Mirio then shrugged, "Besides, what would hiding a 'dangerous' Quirk do? It'll still remain dangerous by the end of the day and not help anyone, not even the one who has it. The least one could do, is train it and ensure it can stave off any danger that it causes. You see my point?"

Izuku looked up at Mirio, a long pause taking hold. "I-I-"

"EEK!"

A scream was heard as Mirio whipped his head to the side. Three figures brushed past his vision, gliding across the ground with some form of Quirk as they wore a set of black jumpsuits. They laughed gleefully as a few angered ladies seemed to be giving chase.

"Hey! Someone stop those perverts! T-They took our-!"

They didn't need to finish, as Mirio saw what the whole debacle was about.

The last of that strange gliding trio was wearing a set of girls panties over his black jumpsuit. How that even happened, Mirio didn't want to know, all he knew was that they had definitely violated some form of law. Mirio glanced at Izuku for a split second, a priceless and wide look on the student before he sprung into action.

"Don't worry ladies! I'll get em back!"

And then his own clothes fell off as he fell through the ground, the world becoming null around Mirio as he positioned himself.

"Now!" He thought as he deactivated his Quirk, shooting out in an instant as he practically appeared in front of the trio of sliding perverts. There eyes seemed to widen behind there black lenses, possibly from surprise, or the sheer fact that a naked buff high schooler had popped out of the ground in front of them. Mirio didn't care about either as he delivered a swift roundhouse kick, catching and flooring the first two. Yet the last one, the one wearing said panties had managed to slip past Mirio.

"Run brother number three! Carry on the legacy of the Three Sturm and Drang Brothers!" One of the grounded of the trio shouted.

"Crap! If I give chase to that guy, then these two will get esc-!"

And then Izuku materialized out of nowhere, Void energy glowing off the students body as he performed an expert take down, tackling the man to the floor and making sure the third was immobilized.

The perverted trio of the 'Three Sturm and Drang Brothers' had been put to a stop.

Izuku turned his head, knee placed on the back of the third pervert. "Y-You're right Mirio! I-If my power does come with a danger, t-then I'll just have to grow strong enough to counteract whatever that danger is! It's what a hero would learn to do!"

Mirio smiled.

"And also-" Izuku held up Mirio's clothes, revealing them to be in his grasp. "-I got your clothes."

Mirio smile grew even more.


Admittedly, the late afternoon had completely shifted with that whole situation. He was pretty sure that even Mineta would have thought the Three Sturm and Drang Brothers were too much.

When the police came, him and Mirio had to explain to the police of why they used their Quirks in public and performed what would be considered an illegal citizens arrest. Luckily, Mirio had a great excuse of being a hero intern, and that he was giving a live demonstration to an up and coming student of U.A who was allowed to participate.

That was technically true, and the policemen accepted it. Perhaps they had wanted to get the situation over with, as there was an angry mob of girls who had wanted to curb stomp the perverted trio. So in conclusion, the girls got their underwear back, the trio was arrested, and Izuku was allowed to go home.

But the message still remained the same, just like the one that Fumikage unknowingly suggested.

"I'll just have to grow stronger and master my power."

He was at the reservoir right now, skipping a stone on the water. It jumped about 8 times before sinking to the bottom. There was a long pause before it floated back up, a teal glow beneath it revealing a bunch of other stones floating on the water bed.

Umbra was out there, that fact would always remain the same. But seeing as Umbra was also connected to the Void, then the only thing that would make it right would be the Void itself. How? Izuku was still figuring that out, but in the meanwhile he would be vigilant, checking news sources, forums, and the likes. Umbra was on the run for some reason, and it gave Izuku an odd hope. In the meanwhile, he had two weeks to see if Umbra would leave some form of trace or indication of where he was going.

The whole Sports Festival would ultimately help Izuku as well. He no longer saw it as a normal school event but instead an opportunity to improve himself against the oncoming force that was Umbra.

"I see you are feeling better now."

Izuku flinched out of his skin, realizing a familiar shape was rising out of the water.

Onkko simply... appeared to say the most, form somehow materializing into reality as the Quill wore his familiar takuhatsugasa. He stood upon the dark water like a messiah, picking up a floating stone and inspecting it from behind his visor.

"Contrary to any belief... only power can make power right. The Void is that power, and I know you will use it right rather than live in fear of the implication of it." He then dropped the stone, letting it float upon the water.

Izuku froze for a brief moment. He wanted to ask questions on how Onkko was even here to begin with, but something else needed to be said first. "O-Onkko. I'm sorry about... everything. I didn't want to act like- like such a villain to you."

Looking back, Izuku's words to Onkko were cold and demanding, completely unlike him. Yet to Izuku's surprise, the Quill simply shook his head. "Do not apologize, for it is I who must." Onkko then walked forward atop the reservoir, "Despite priding myself as your guide, I have been doing a poor job. Onkko can't-" The Quill paused for a moment, "-I can't tell you everything, but I can or should prepare you rather then discourage. From this point onward, I will try my best to alleviate any concerns you have without breaking the path you are taking."

Izuku, for the second time today, felt absolute relief, tearful almost, yet questions quickly gave way to that feeling. "W-Wait, how are you here!? I thought you could only remain in the Void."

"Well..." Onkko then bought a hand up, Izuku realizing that he could see through it, it's opacity being in a questionable state. "Here is not an exact word so to speak. This is my projection."

Nothing ever made sense with the Void if Izuku knew anything, but he accepted the explanation.

"But that is not important." The rocks around Onkko began to shift as they before levitating off the water. They seemed to take a pattern as Izuku watched with awe, forming what appeared to be a circle behind the Quill. And then, within that circle, a bright portal of energy was given life. "Come with me Izuku, there is something that I believe will be a great help to you in the coming days."

Onkko disappeared into the rift as Izuku paused, looking down at the water before looking back up. He then let out a breath and slipped into the Void, dashing forward as his world became bright.

And then he was somewhere else, a dim blue light filling his vision as he peered around the place.

He was standing atop a cold metal floor, surrounded by a perpetual nothingness. The only thing that seemed to exist was what appeared to be a set of floating metal structures. It took him a moment to realize that each of these structures were designed in a circle, with each having a unique flare to them. For instance, the one that was connected to the platform he stood on seemed to hold a set of chest high metal bars, whilst another seemed ripped out of a spy movie, with moving lasers trawling up and down.

It took him a moment to realize what this all was.

"Is this... an obstacle course?"

"Indeed." He turned to see Onkko walk past him, reaching the edge of the platform. "I took the liberty of designing it after our disagreement." Onkko then put his hands behind his back, facing away, "Obstacle courses such as these were used by the Tenno."

Tenno.

Heavenly Sovereign.

That was a word that stuck out to Izuku. At first he had thought that it was because of its connection with Japanese history as Tenno was the title of the Japanese Emperor. It was a tragic to say the least, as the Imperial Family were now all gone due to an unknown circumstance, and the topic was still barely discussed, even today.

But it wasn't just that.

There was a calling, deep within Izuku, the word Tenno sparking his curiosity.

"That word... Tenno...-?"

Onkko turned around, Izuku realizing that the Quill's visor was off, a smirk on the man's face. "Just as your reality has heroes, mine has the Tenno... And like you, they too are warriors who use the Void."

His eyes widened.

This changed everything.


In an unknown part of Japan, a turtle slowly crawled out of the lake, basking in the night as it rested upon a rock.

The creature stayed there for a few moments, now ready to clamber back into the lake before something grabbed it by the shell. The small reptile struggled, sturdy limbs flapping in the air.

And then, the midnight digits simply let go.

The turtle practically rushed back into the water, slipping beneath the surface as Umbra looked at its own hand. It didn't kill for once when something had bothered it... And for the first time, a question slowly graced its conscience that was long forgotten.

Why?

It had no answer.

Umbra slowly looked up, feeling a familiar surge of energy. Yet no longer did it beckon, instead it only served to remind it of something, something terrible. Now it had just wanted to get as far away from it as possible in an attempt to escape.

It slowly sat up, jumping off the rock as it disappeared into the woods.


Wow. Finally, after four (or was it five) weeks, this chapter is done. Sorry about the late timing on this one, it was not only lengthy to think about the transition to the second season, but I also had midterms last week, so it was pretty turbulent.

Anyways, this chapter hasn't gone into the sports festival yet, or even the training. It's more of a set up for both. You'll also have noticed that it's... kinda angsty, but this chapter in my opinion is important for the following chapters to make sense. With Izuku determining that Umbra was indeed attracted by the Void, I wanted to use this chapter to show how he was going to get over the fact that people could inadvertently get hurt by his Quirk. With a bit of advice from Mirio and Fumikage, and some support from Onkko, he's now back to normal... for now. The next chapter should come out way faster as it'll be the a bit of training and the first part of the sports festival, maybe even second, so it's gonna be fun to write. :)

As for where Umbra's now going? You'll know very soon.

Oh, and another thing. For those of you who are going wtf at the Three Sturm and Drang Brothers, read the spin off manga, Vigilante - My Hero Academia: Illegals. It's good, trust me.

Now onto questions.

Ferdiad : Maybe, I'm not really sure. According to the wiki, Nana Shimura had a Quirk when she received One For All, but they haven't shown if OFA enhanced said Quirk.

muzislover2008 : I'm gonna come out and say that I felt that this chapter was a bit of a stretch when I was writing this. It's a complex matter. If any of us knew that, for example, that using our phone attracted Umbra for instance and put others in danger, would we still use our phone? Probably not I'd imagine. But I wanted to try and show what factors would encourage Izuku to use Void despite the dangerous implication. NOT only that but, if you notice, with the second transference occuring, Umbra's no longer beckoned by the Void like before, as it painfully reminds him of something. Typical writer excuse of course but that's fanfiction for you. As for Man in The Wall? With the recent release of Chimera Prologue, I kinda wanted to tap into more of the giggling taunting side that we saw recently. He just loves to torment Izuku, just like our Operator's in game.

Anhilliator1 : Yep, and from what I remember, it seems that our voice comes from Umbra when we're talking to Ballas at the dead tree on Lua.

Roguedragon : ashlands of the cold also mentioned something like that. Operators emphasized with Umbra because they too knew pain, but Izuku's is not that type of someone. But that doesn't mean it has to be... That's all I'm going to say for now. Anything else would be a spoiler

dovahkin01 : Oh damn... Wooosh, that went over my head by a light year...

Wolf Guard Miestwin : Oh, you'll see alright. You'll see... Though it'll be quite a while tbh.

Sir Fart : *LOUD HIGH PITCH WHALE NOISES*

Omake

Mirio gasped as he looked in the mirror.

He knew something was wrong this morning, and upon going into the bathroom, he had noticed his hair.

Or distinct lack of it.

"M-My hair! My Tintin hair!" He felt tears begin to grow at the edge of his eyes, "What sort of villain would do this!?" He then shot his arms in the air, "Curse them!"

And then the simple movement blew the roof off his house, a gust of air rushing around the place. It took Mirio a moment to realize that he hadn't even used One for All, that was just his normal strength alone now.

He lowered his hands, a look of shock on his face before he smiled.

"On second thought..."

P.S. for those who did not understand the last Omake, please just please watch this link on youtube... /watch?v=F0K5s7-k9cs

Okay that's all bye.