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Chapter 2

"I AM HERE! AS AN ALARM!" Izuku launched out of bed, attaching to the ceiling hearing Whales of agony. "WAKE UP! AND SMELL THE SMASH!" A tendril shot from his back and flew towards his nightstand; It was about to slam down with all its might but stopped, Instead it slithered around and pushed the off button.

With a sigh of relief Izuku released his grip on the ceiling, dropping to his bed. He covered his eyes with a hand; his left hand to be specific, and breathed in. "Why must you keep that infernal Torture device?!" scream a deep voice piercing through his serenity. "Because I need to go to school, and keep my sleeping schedule." Izuku thought answering the voice. "BUT YOU HAVE ME!" the voice boomed making Izuku wints with the volume. "You would sleep in and YOU know it." he responded.

The voice tried to deny the accusation as Izuku got out of bed starting his morning routine. As he was brushing his teeth, Izuku started to reminisce about the past two weeks.

"This has to be a dream." he recalled, rubbing his temples as the black slime's head was Perched on his shoulder; he also remembered that he was sitting near the tunnel's entrints. " I severely hope not, I don't want to be torn apart again and see pieces of me being experimented on." the head said. "I was in hibernation when my last host decided that fifty years with me was enough, dam you Logan." it grumbled with irritation.

"Who's Logan? And what do you mean by Host." Izuku asked as he stopped rubbing his temples. "Oh just someone with a high healing factor, and metlish claws." the head mentioned, only giving more questions than answers. " And what I mean by a HOST is more or less a temporary home for my species." it stated closing its eyes. "What IS your species anyway? are you friendly-do you have dangerous diseases or mumble-mumble-mumble." Izuku could still feel the slap.

Izuku got His answer though, apparently his new "Friend" was known as a Klyntar. He felt something poke his cheek, he swatted it away with no irritation. "You don't have to do that Klar." he said.

"Still can't believe you gave me a name by removing three letters from my Species label." Klar huffed indignantly then poked his host's cheek again; using a tentacle from a shoulder. "Also you have been brushing the same area for the past five Minutes." Izuku started to brush them frantically and decided to stop going through his memories.

When he was done he lifted his undershirt, examining his body; Seeing the slow progress of losing his gut. "Usually I would improve your body to be in tip top shape in less than a day. Though I'm following your orders." Klar voiced as they tried to fix their host's hair, only for what progress they made to *Poof* back. He placed the brush down vowing to eradicate the mess one day.

"But if i did it now, it would look suspicious to your instructor." he hummed "Good thing i gave you the healing aspect of my first host." Izuku walked out of the bathroom and went to his room, closing the door behind him.

When they heard a click Klar shot a tendril to Izuku's chair and grabbed his school uniform, straightening out any wrinkles. "Who was your first host?" Izuku asked, putting on his uniform. "His name was Miles Morales, also known as The Spider man of the U.S.A." Izuku's eyes widened. "SPIDER MAN!" he thought loudly making Klar wints. "THE FIRST VIGILANTE OF THE SECOND GENERATION IN NEW YORK CITY!? AND THE FIRST HERO OF THE UNITED STATES!?" he was about to continue when. " DON'T THINK SO LOUD! THERE'S ONLY ME IN HERE!" Klar screamed in agony Making Izuku stop his train of thought.

While Klar was recovering; willing the pain to fade away, Izuku started to mumble the history of Spider man as he got dressed, From his young life being a surviving member of his family from a group of "purest." people with a twisted belief that the rise of superpowers was a curse, a disease that needed to be eradicated by destroying the blood line.

Starting his vigilante career wearing his red and blue jumpsuit, protecting whoever he could With his partner Gwenpool; who later on becomes his wife. "Wait." Izuku Thought softly extending a hand to his doorknob. "Where you're the reason he changed his Hero suit to a full black and red version a year later?" he opened the door, telling his mother he was ready for the day.

Klar hummed. " Yes I was. When the asteroid I inhabited crashed in Central Park, Miles and Gwen were having a 'Romantic' night on his web." Izuku blushed as the implication of those words shot through his mind's eye. "Bahaha!" Klar laughed as Izuku's mother asked if he was feeling well.

"Anyway." Klar calmed himself from his amusement. "I attached myself to his pants, Camouflaging myself to match the color." they could feel the roaring flood of questions about to come forth.

"My species!" They said frantically hoping to stop the mounting questions. "Can change their color into the shades their pigments can allow!" the growing questions were starting to settle, "If one of my own kind were a Teal or lilac color they can only turn into those colors' close relatives." they took a breath. "But those that are unrelated or have less than the amount their color has, will drain their energy much more quickly." They took a sigh of relief, but still felt one burning question. " And before you ask, since I'm a mix of a black and white Klyntar, my camouflage can last for a long time." As they said the last part all the questions vanished, they thanked all their Gods profusely.

Izuku was eating breakfast with his mother as he heard Klar rambling several names and phrases. "I'm still shocked that All MIght visited us last Friday." his mother said, Izuku looked up to see his plump mother eating a bowl of rice; her green hair wasn't in her usual style.

"You mean Friday the 3rd, right ma?" he asked, drinking a glass of orange juice. She nodded in affirmation. "Barely starting your third year and he shows up." she said placing a hand to her cheek. "I was freaking out. It was so embarrassing." Izuku chuckled softly.

"Nearly fainted too." Izuku added on, dodging a playful swipe from his mother's chopsticks then continued eating their breakfast. Izuku decided to dive back into his memories; still paying attention to the present.

Izuku remembered; as he finally started his trek home, he asked Klar about the specifics about being a Klyntar's HOST. "Absolutely nothing." Klar stated in a dry tone. Izuku was still getting used to the odd sensation of a voice vibrating in his skull at that moment, it made his skin crawl.

"As I said before, You are merely a temporary home for my survival." Klar continued. "In exchange I improve your body." Izuku looked up in surprise and noticed that he was close to home. "We normally do so without the Host knowing. but my experience with one of my Host taught me the value of being upfront with someone." Izuku felt Klar shutter through his veins; it was a grotesk feeling. "That one tore my weaknesses down in a heartbeat." he said fearfully.

"Literally or figuratively?" Izuku asked in thought; he was proud that he recalled Klar answered his thoughts during their first-Second encounter. "Literally. The only moment in my life that I felt truly threatened." Klar answered.

Izuku hummed then mumbled softly; so softly that Klar couldn't feel the vibration. Climbing the stairs to his apartment he decided to think of something. "Just do the changes gradually." he told Klar. He felt a smile forming on Klar's nonexisting lips. "As you wish." Klar said.

"You have a nice day sweetie." Izuku was pulled once more into reality thanks to his mother. "Thanks mom." he was putting his favorite red shoes on; he guest Klar helped him out. grabbing his yellow backpack he headed towards the door. "Love you ma." izuku said waving farewell while exiting. "Love you too Izu." she continued the gesture as her son closed the door behind him.

"It's impossible to have a nice day in that Hell they call a school." Klar voiced with venom. "But I appreciate the gesture." he sighed. Izuku was at the base of the apartment complex where he and his mother lived. "Look on the bright side." izuku mumbled as he walked the direction for Hel- *cough*- School, "We'll be heading to the Lab today!" he finished with stars in his eyes. Klar sighed once more. "Yes, yes we are."

-June-

In a cafe, a skeleton of a man with fading disheveled blond hair, with two long strands dangling in his face; wearing a coat comically large on him, was nursing a cup of steaming black coffee.

He was sitting in a booth near a window, watching bystanders walk to and fro. Some heading home, others going to work or another destination entirely. He heard a bell chime as a customer walked in, looking towards his right seeing the person he was meeting today.

The one in question was an adult approaching his middle age years, he was walking with a slouch making him look smaller than he was. His shoulder length burnt orange hair covered the right side of his face, only allowing one dull blue eye to be seen, he wore a whight buttoned shirt with black slacks, and a pair of blue sneakers. The blonde skeleton also noticed; as the man looked Uncomfortable Stretching the shirt's collar, his large hands had metallic fingertips which looked geometric.

They both gave a wave to one another as the slouching man took a seat opposite of the blond skeleton, A waitress came by and got the man's order; a cup of black tea.

" Thank you for meeting me here Maijima-kun." the skeleton said, closing his sunken eyes as he took a sip of coffee. "You're the one who asked me to come." Maijima replied as the waitress brought his tea.

The Skeleton placed his cup down then proceeded to interlock his bony fingers then rested his chin on them. "So how is young Midoriya?" he said, opening his eyes to reveal electric blue irises that glowed in his shadowed eyes.

Maijima took a sip of his tea. "Midoriya-san is a quick learner, in just two months he understands more techniques than some of my first years." he replied, resting the right side of his head with a hand. "He's drawn some blueprints dealing with the Nervous system." he looked out the window, lifting his gaze to the clear blue sky. "I'm starting to think if you haven't found him in April, he wouldn't have made it to U.A." He finished looking back at the skeleton.

With a sigh the skeleton unlocked his fingers, leaning back in the booth's seat looking at the ceiling. "Because of Quirkless discrimination right?" he asked his soon to be colleague. The silence was his answer, which made him tighten his hands into fist. "So what about the other thing?" he questioned sitting up in his seat grabbing his coffee.

"You mean the crazy workout routine to clean Dagobah beach, the man made junkyard of around a hundred or so years worth of scrap? '' Maijima stated with a deadpan stare. The skeleton gulped.

"Eha it's going well." he shrugged, "He already knew about the place in April, When I brought him there he was surprised." he sipped his drink. "He is doing a good job, a Very good job." he emphasized with a narrow eye. " Are you sure he's Quirkless?" Maijima asked, leaning forward.

The skeleton mimicked the action. "Yes." he stated. "When I looked at his file at the Quirk registry and Personnel files they both expressed that he has no Quirk." finishing the statement he was baffled at the bemused expression on Maijima's face. "Wa-What?" he stammered.

"You do realize that's called abusing your power...Right?" Maijima probed as the skeleton spluttered for an excuse. "The reason I'm asking is because the beach is getting cleaner ahead of schedule." he finished.

The skeleton quirked a now visible eyebrow. "But it's only the third month, If you count April." he finished with a raised pointer finger.

Maijima took a breath. "On a scale of one to ten, including the decimal points." he looked at the skeleton. " One is trash and Ten is clean, you understand?" he asked and the skeleton affirmed. "The beach is clean to a 4.5 on that scale." he finished.

The skeleton wrenched back in shock. he was about to speak but covered his mouth then started to cough out a lung; it sounded hoarse and wet.

Maijima reached over to a napkin dispenser and handed some to the hacking skeleton. When the coughing subsided, the skeleton reached out for the napkins with a blood covered hand. "Ha-How is th-Cough-That possible, It's nearly half way there." the skeleton asked, wiping his hands free of blood.

Maijima was about to answer, but heard the last line of the skeleton's statement being sung out by a pre-Quirked song named Livin' On A Prayer by Bon Jovi, He jerked his head to the nearby ceiling speaker with an annoyed look.

He heard a snort of amusement come from the skeleton. "Talk about comedic timing." he said. Maijima turned his head to the skeleton. "Anyway, Before all of that happened, The reason I think Midoriya-san has a Quirk is because his body doesn't seem to be overworked, " he stated.

"He only has three days a week at that beach, Monday, Wednesday and Friday he spends time at my lab." he looked out the window. " Sunday is his rest day, even with that day included if he decided to clean the beach, it shouldn't be half way clean." he then started to rub his temples. "The broken calculations are driving me insane." he finished his query.

The skeleton hummed as he rubbed his bony chin. "Could be simple evolution." the skeleton replied. Maijima gave him a questioning look but continued. "Quirks are getting stronger in each generation, though some aren't."

He continued, gesturing to himself. "I know I don't look the part, But If my body wasn't strong enough to hold my Quirk's incredible power, I'd have died ages ago." he then gestered out the window, as different people walked past; some with physical mutations while others looked Quirkless. "The body had to evolve to hold all types of Quirks and their bizarre abilities." he looked at Maijima.

"He might be Quirkless but his body has evolved, He is a fifth generation after all." he finished his statement.

Maijima took a final sip of tea. "You might be right, but that remains to be seen." he stood up and the skeleton followed suit, then he noticed a splash of color under the skeleton's large coat.

"You need to be more careful about hiding that form Yagi-kun." Maijima said as Yagi moved the coat to hide his blue and red costume. "If people knew all hell would break loose." he finished as they were heading towards the door.

"I will Maijima-kun." Yagi affirmed then looked to Maijima. "Are you going to Mustafar-Ward today to See how young Midoriya is doing?" he asked him as they walked outside to the Surprisingly cool day. Maijima nodded "Today is Wednesday so he should be there." he said starting his journey. "Make sure you do your paperwork Yagi-kun" he chuckled as he heard an annoyed groan.

Within Maijima's lab that held the same name as it's owner, was Izuku Midoriya.

He was hunched over a stainless steel table with various parts and equipment that helped a support designer do his or her work with complete ease.

He wore some protective gear that covered his lims, he had some welding goggles covering his eyes from the harsh light of the welding torch he was using to work on his project.

"I can't believe you are planning to have this integrated on your person." Klar voiced in a dry tone.

"If I can make this functional before the U.A. support exams, I can have them working in a week or more." Izuku thought with excitement.

" I designed it to be modular, each part connecting to one another, sharing their power supply. This can help out so many people." he continued. "Being able to have custom connections link to specialise equipment would help a person walk, see, or spe- '' he was brought back to reality when a small Tendril slapped his face.

"That is all well n' good, but in order for you to use it you Have to tell your instructor, AND your mother." Klar stated, retracting their tendril back into their host's skin.

Izuku continued his work. "They might say no." he was about to say more but was interrupted by an irritated sigh.

"Just because you did the simulations, and created a chemical that can increase the acceleration of healing certain body parts it comes into contact with. Doesn't mean that you can do it without permission." Klar huffed, leaving Izuku to mumble out his thoughts.

He was about to reply when he heard the lab's back door open. Turning around he saw his Instructor. "Ah- Afternoon Maijima sensei." he gave a wave. "I thought lessons were on Monday?'' he asked.

Maijima walked over with a shroug. "Decided to see how you were doing." he replied with a cheeky smile. "Making sure you didn't burn the place down or bring a cute girl over." he laughed as he saw Izuku sporting a deep blush.

"So~" he trailed off, walking towards the work desk his student was occupying. "What are you working on?" he asked.

Izuku smiled as he moved the goggles to his forehead. "I'm working on a spinal interface. The backside to be more specific." Izuku said, moving to the right allowing Maijima to stand by him.

As Maijima looked at the incomplete synthetic spine, he couldn't help but notice that each artificial vertebrae were shaped remarkably like a symmetrical Megalodon tooth. Though what he was seeing was just the skeletal structure, he decided to look at a monitor and saw that Izuku was doing the seventh thoracic vertebrae.

"You already started on this project?" Maijima questioned looking at Izuku. "You only started the blueprints last week or so ago." he pointed out. Izuku started to rub the back of his head. "Got too excited." he said nervously, his rubbing becoming more frantic.

Maijima looked up for a moment and gave an amused sigh. "Of course you were." he chuckled and motioned Izuku to continue his work.

Looking around a bit more, he saw another table his student had occupied. Getting closer he saw some blueprints dealing with the same spinal interface Izuku was working on, and what it intel needed one thing done, and that made Maijima shiver.

"You know you have to ask your mother to do this right?" Maijima questioned as he heard his student's work gone silent. "It's fine with me, because I'll be supervising and have someone here with me just in case." he turned around looking at his student's covered eyes.

"She has the final say, we'll test if the sensors can find the correct bone with a stand in." he finished his statement then walked over to Izuku. "I'll make the preparations for the live test, simulations can only go so far." patting Izuku's shoulder he continued. "Then you can implement all of your crazy ideas when we have that hooked up to you." he nudged Izuku back to his work. "So let's get started."

The two continued working well into the twilight hours, Izuku making more skeletal parts as Maijima made 3D printed vertebrae and a mock spinal cord. But for one he had to head home, Izuku placed the tools and materials back where they belonged and grabbed his bag.

"I'll see you at the beach tomorrow Maijima sensei." Izuku said, waving goodbye as he walked to the entrints. Maijima mimicked the gesture with a smile. "See you there Midoriya-kun, send my regards to your mother ." He said, continuing his work.

Izuku nodded as he closed the door behind him. "still don't know how we are going to convince your mother, any ideas?" Klar asked their host with worry. "I have no idea Klar." Izuku answered honestly.

Izuku was walking to the nearest train station, hoping there was still a train heading to Musutafu. He was mumbling in the empty streets, the light poles were flickering on to give off their yellow hued glow to any night walkers.

"I should be honest with her, tell mom that Maijima sensei is making a test dummy to make sure that everything will run smoothly." Izuku tilted his head while pinching his lip. "Though I have to mention that I'm putting needles in my spine." Klar hummed in their host's mind, cupping an non-existing chin with an equally phantasmal hand. "You have to convince her that they won't stab through, if that happens….well you know." Klar stated as the images played in front of their eyes.

Izuku shuttered stiffly. "Yeah, I have to stay in a wheelchair for the rest of my life." he said in a sad tone. Izuku glanced up noticing he was at his destination, peering at the schedule he felt extremely thankful that there was still a train heading home.

"If you miss the train at any time, I do have the ability to swing us there." Klar huffed hoping to get their host's mind off the previous subject. "That would be more trouble for me." Izuku said, juggling the thought in his mind. "It would be scary." he shivered. "What, are you scared of heights?" Klar teased. "No I'm not. Just the-" "You scared of the wind?" Klar chimed in as Izuku stammered. "You wouldn't make a good spider." They continued their bantering to one another, Izuku was trying not to show his emotions but was failing; just a tiny bit.

The two's Banter was cut short when their train arrived. Getting aboard the train Izuku decided to take a seat closer to the door; grabbing the rail next to him. gazing out the far window, he watched the night sky in all its glory as the train took off to home.

"I'm going to the store, Kero." croaked a young woman with floor length forest green hair tied into a bow. "Stay safe Tsuyu. Garo." Stated a rough voice. "I will dad." replied Tsuyu, locking her home's front door.

She walked on the sidewalk, adjusting her light winter jacket with her large hands. She glanced up seeing the nearby grocery store with her round black eyes with a hint of green within. she started to hop a tiny bit to the entrance, she breathed a sigh of relief thankful that there was still time. A few or so minutes later she walked out of the store carrying three bags full of groceries, ribbiting in happiness she started her trek home.

Halfway there she heard a grown, looking towards a nearby alleyway the sound emanated again with some scraping noises, Tsuyu took a deep breath and walked silently to the alley.

Getting closer to the alley's entrance she peeked an eye past the corner, allowing the passive ability of her Quirk to see in the dark alley. She blinked and saw a figure in the fetal position against the wall, shaking and spasming.

Stepping cautiously to the down figure she placed her bags down. "Are you ok mister? Ribbit." she asked. As she got closer she noted that the figure seemed male, having long limbs which didn't match the size of the torso, his arms were hugged close to his bare chest. The only article of clothing seemed to be torn gray jeans which ended at the calves.

As Tsuyu got closer she didn't know if it was the lack of light, but there was something moving on the arms, feet and legs; pulsating like a heartbeat, connected by web like veins.

"Gerua, I'm just trying to keep this body in my control." said a tense feminine voice, correcting Tsuyu's assessment that the one before her wasn't a male but was in fact a female, but the wording of the woman's statement sounded off to her.

She tilted her head in confusion. "What do you mean by that? Kero." she questioned, walking pass convulsing legs. "you make it sound like you stole a body. Ribbit." She finished her statement standing a small distance away from the woman's head, which was concealed in shadow.

Tsuyu blinked as the woman started to laugh nervously. "Well you're correct about that." the woman said as the torso lifted. "I did steal a body." Tsuyu ribbited in worry, as what little light was granted to her revealed two dead eyes on the right side of the face, connected to a visible brain. the uppermost eye was spinning around wildly as the other looked through her.

The left side of the face was completely different, It seemed slimy and was the color of pine leaves, connected to the other face by small threads, she noticed some of the threads connected to the other parts of the body. Instead of two eyes there was one, it looked like a lime colored paint stroke with a round starting point that curved upward to a messy point. Tsuyu trembled as she saw small jagged teeth glistening in saliva, sporting a small smile.

Croaking in fright Tsuyu took a small step back to the ally's entrants. The right side of the face groaned, causing the body to tremble. the toothy maw grimaced, wincing as the trembling got more sporadic.

"Don't worry, I got this monster under control." the left face said in the woman's voice. Tsuyu kept her Mouth shut to keep her blunt Nature from spilling out her thoughts, as she continued to step quietly towards the street.

" I have to thank you for caring for a stranger." The face said sweetly as the body got up trembling with the motion. "I needed to find a better home, this reanimated corpse was only for my escape." she stated, placing a shaking hand on the brick wall. Tsuyu started to tremble more as the groaning turned into loud pained shrieks, which were instantly muffled.

She understood why instantly as the hand was dissolving, breaking down. The slime started to stretch, spreading itself over the stolen body. Some tendrils attached themselves to the two walls as the muffled shreeks gone silent, the body's covered silhouette collapsed onto itself becoming one with the slime.

Before Tsuyu could hop away for her life the slime shot forward surrounding her from all sides preventing her escape. " I thank you for caring." the slime said, attaching to Tsuyu's limbs then closing in swiftly.

"KERO!"

[A/n] *banging my head against my table.* Two to Three months. ugh! That's a new personal record for me. Yeah this is going to take a long time to get more chapters for this story and other stories I want to show to you.

*stops banging my head.* I put the date on the first and this chapter to show you when I started them, some are from two or three years ago. And some of my ideas are in three graph composition notebooks and graphing paper, and more are popping in my head on random days then I start to draw them out.

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