Hey everyone. Sorry for the disappearance I've been busy as of late. This isn't an All Might bashing fic as someone recently asked. Out of my least favorite MHA characters, All Might isn't really high on my shit list. He has good motives but is uh...retarded when it comes to particular situations. I will take shots at him now and then but they will be reasonable. Bakugo, Mineta and Endeavor I will definitely bash to the deepest parts of hell. Anyway, let's get started!
To say Nedzu was disappointed could be quite an understatement. His eyes secretly glaring at the skeleton of a particular Number 1 sitting uncomfortably in his chair. That same man being glared at by a hobo looking teacher as well. The topic at the moment was the first match in the battle trial.
"All Might, you may be the Symbol of Peace but teaching is a much more different experience that needs tact… First, you toss a student's support gear across the Battle City and second, you didn't stop Bakugo Katsuki from unleashing that blast. If Hitoshi's costume didn't bring up that barrier and Bakugo's quirk didn't give him better tolerance to explosions then things could have been more gruesome." The man in question shrank in his seat by the principal's words.
The ash blonde teen had taken substantial damage from not just his fight with Shinso but also from his reflected explosion. Severe burns on his chest, side of his face, metal shards from his gauntlets pricking the boy's wrists, and parts of his melted costume needed to be delivered removed less they caused more damage.
Recovery Girl did heal his injuries but some were just too much to be erased leaving scars on his face and wrists. Normally Nedzu would question or expel the child for using such dangerous weaponry but the way the trigger was pulled made it an 'accident' to the school board. Also they consider the injuries and loss punishment enough. Back to the main problem at hand...
Toshinori Yagi knew that he was a second too late to look back at the screen to see the pin being pulled. That a student could have died in his first class. "I understand. My actions today have put people's lives in danger and I take full responsibility for that. It's just… something very strange happened before the trials started." The man then told him about the graphic ghost of Izuku Midoriya that emerged over Shinso.
Aizawa and Nedzu knew about the sudden guilty look that the man had days after Izuku Midoriya's murder but never heard this. The raven felt absolute rage boil with the words that the Number 1 had given a child who was about to break and left on a roof! A roof where suicide could have been commited. Eraserhead couldn't tell what was worse: someone taking a life or a person taking their own.
"What you might be experiencing is your own guilt and sins taking shape before your own eyes. A ghost of your past to be the correct term. For it to manifest over Hitoshi does seem a bit odd but for now, Aizawa shall be monitoring your classes and you will be seeing Hound Dog for therapy. You will apologize to Shinso Hitoshi." All Might merely nodded at the principal's words and accepted his punishment without protest.
Heroes needed to make up for their mistakes is how the saying goes. If only he didn't say those words back then or rephrased them better… An innocent child wouldn't be six feet and a monster not lurking in his country.
A break might be what he needed at the moment but… he couldn't stop thinking about Shinso Hitoshi. That naginata isn't normal from how much raw power it could unleash and how it struck anyone that held it except for Hitoshi. Then the boy walked into class with that hero costume. A costume that manifested a barrier that could reflect attacks. It was clear that the young man was hiding something but the question was what.
Izanagi-No-Usagi took his time to groom the injured Chie. Every lap of his healing saliva closed each section of burnt fur and skin back to its pristine state. Shinso had hightailed back to the grotto once school was over to get the Angora Rabbit back to perfect health. Recovery Girl could have been a better option but then it could end up with a teacher questioning him.
Eri sat in the purplette's lap as the teen gently brushed her hair with a rabbit themed hairbrush. It was a way for both male teens to keep the emotions bubbling within them under control. The Battle Trial had left some serious marks and it wasn't just the injuries that Shinso and Chie received.
For Izanagi-No-Usagi, it was pure rage at Katsuki Bakugo and All Might. All Might for throwing the Loyal Vagabond as Shinso explained what occurred throughout the class. It was unprofessional but the man wasn't truly responsible for the purplette's injuries. No, Usagi's rage was aimed at his former best friend.
The explosion wielder never held a shred of mercy to those he targeted. Izuku and a group of others the ash blonde considered had their fair share of nitroglycerin burns n' bone breaking bruises. Yet, Usagi never thought that Katsuki was willing to comatose or kill someone before. The blonde was smarter than doing such an act in front of hero trainees much less the Number 1 Hero but Bakugo was going on pure bloodlust.
If you could put him in a RPG role, then the explosion user would have the Berserker Class. They were warriors that relied on brute strength, animalistic nature and fierce rage for battle. Herbal medicines or enough bloodlust could send them into blind madness. Berserkers are very dangerous for one warrior could take on entire groups of enemies before one side finally fell.
That was also the source of Shinso's nervousness. He had been in fights with Bakugo multiple times the moment they were in the same last year of middle school. To see him smile evilly when the grenade trigger was pulled is something on a whole other level. Katsuki was a crook and even an asshole but that was the first time that the title villain felt so appropriate.
It was honestly scary for the two young souls. "Shinso, how was the rest of your day other than that incident?" Usagi's question immediately snapped the purplette's negative downward spiral of thoughts. He hummed juggling the thought before speaking up. "Well, I think I have another new friend or a possible one. Ojiro asked if I wanted to check out his father's dojo some time and work on new techniques together."
The Shade couldn't resist the eye smiles directed at his friend. "That's great news Shi-kun. You do need more friends than just me and Koji. After all, if I ever can't assist you then at least you'll have others to help in my stead." Usagi spoke with a hint of melancholy in his tone. Shinso knew that making friends wasn't easy for Usagi even before becoming what he is now.
Shinso then turned his thoughts to Koji and Ojiro for a moment. 'Maybe…' He filed the decision in the back of his head for now. "Hey Daddy, what's school like?" The purplette immediately froze on the spot as Usagi followed in seconds. His cheeks burning bright red and the Shade's ears shooting up straight like daggers.
Eri merely looked at the teenagets obviously confused. "Papa, are you and Daddy okay? Was it something I said? Is it because you both love each other that Daddy reacted the same time Papa did?" The little girl's words only made the flush burn brighter while Usagi was trying not to burrow away in embarrassment.
Shinso was conflicted on what to say as his sexual preference was slapping him in the face. Chie was merely giggling her cottontail off so hard that she almost rolled out of Izanagi-No-Usagi's claws. Then the image of Izanagi-No-Usagi in a tuxedo and Shinso in a wedding dress during their wedding did the bunny in as she went tumbling to the ground from hard cackling.
Shinso went back home trying to keep his cheeks from blushing cherry red. Eri's words echoing in his head like the lyrics to Fatboy Slim's Funk Soul Brother. It only made it harder to sleep as the purplette could only stare at the ceiling of his room. 'Could such a thing actually happen? An actual relationship with Izanagi-No-Usagi?'
The two were practically on opposite sides of the line, Shinso was training to become a hero and Usagi has been marked as a vigilante. He was sure not a lot of heroes would even accept such a thing. There was also Izanagi-No-Usagi Shade nature. How long is his life span? What would happen if he becomes a Persona or Shadow?
Would he still remember him or himself? Could his emotions remain intact if he becomes a Shadow? Does Usa-kun feel the same way like the purplette was feeling right now? He could be overthinking things but their friendship would be at stake by such a move. Shinso did think about the two Pro Heroes that slept adjacent to his room. Maybe Hizashi and Aizawa had some words of wisdom to give.
In the cold empty streets of Hosu, someone was running as if their life depended on it. A teen who appeared to be old enough to attend high school, pure terror shining in his amber eyes as he looked back. There wasn't anything there, the young man slowing down upon the thought he was safe.
"What the hell was that??! It couldn't have been a person! It shouldn't have looked like a person! Did my friends get away too?" Their mind was running frantically while trying to process what exactly happened. 'A simple trip to the arcade to pick up my lost backpack and that thing…' Any further thoughts stopped upon something rough touched their head.
The teen was immediately dragged into the darkness with a blood curdling shriek. Next day blood covered concrete and the hand of someone coming from a storm drain was spotted the next morning. ''We all float down here?' Body of a male hero student found in the sewer! Hero Killer Stain or something worse?' Was plastered all over the news.
Multiple staff of various hero schools were put on edge by the headline. Students of these particular schools carry special badges that allows them to bypass the campus barriers and keep unwanted individuals out. The ID badge was too damaged to get any information at the moment but it was still unsettling to the entire school system.
If someone was actually targeting their students, then there were too many questions to process. Is this the work of villains? Or is something else going on in the background? Could a pattern be involved or could the attacks be random? And how far of an extent will it go? Too many answers that were yet to be found. However...
"Is it true that All Might teaches at UA? Are you worried about the recent murder of a hero student?" News reporters treated it as an expensive all you could eat buffet. A case like this promised tons of cash or even a promotion. Shinso could only glare at the microphone in his face while Chie and Yosuke were hissing at the vultures.
"You know this is harassment and it's illegal to interview a minor on TV without permission, right?" The purplette blandly stated with a dead look in his eyes. Shinso then walked away without waiting for an answer. He had classes and didn't want to be late. One reporter attempted to chase after them but was stopped by an air bullet to his feet by Yosuke.
The horned toad started becoming a bit more aggressive as of late. Anyone that he didn't like, Yosuke would bite at their fingers or hiss. Something Shinso noticed alongside the new gold tinted claws growing at the end of the toad's feet or the fact the front pair started to...look like hands. Whatever was the case, the wind channeling animal was in no mood for bullshit.
With a pointed glare, Yosuke let out one more hiss before Shinso walked into the building. "It's too early in the morning for such bullshit. Did you guys sense that ominous presence by the front gate?" The purplette's tired eyes glancing at his animal companions. Both of them nodded while Chie's twitch in very peculiar movements.
"Is that so? Looks like the reporters might not be the only thing to worry about today. There isn't anything we can do right now but see what happens." The two animal familiars merely nodded at their friend's words. Any investigation would have to wait. Aizawa wasn't the type of person to easily forgive tardy students.
If Shinso could say anything, he's surprisingly glad that Bakugo is actually alright. The ash blonde had come into class with a large scar across his face and quite a few on his arms but not really worse for wear. Did Shinso hate him? Hell yes but he isn't the type that wants him dead. Or connected to any possible death that would befall the bully.
Katsuki merely gave the purplette a short nasty glare before looking at the board as their hobo of a homeroom teacher walked in. Eraserhead pulled out a few papers and went through them while he spoke. "Due to issues from the last Heroic Training Class, I'll be handling future lessons until further notice. Now, you all did well in your respective battles but I have some words for a good number of the class."
Tired eyes flitted over to Todoroki first. "Todoroki, last I checked your Quirk is Half Hot Half Cold yet throughout the trial you seemed to be only using your ice. Fix that unless you want someone in the other classes to have your seat." The boy in question merely had a silent glare before reluctantly nodding his head. Aizawa then looked at Bakugo.
"Bakugo, you need to keep your attitude in check. That blast could've killed your classmate if his hero gear didn't protect him. You'll be seeing Hound Dog for mandatory anger management and your gauntlets won't be repaired until further notice." The teen in question remained silent but it was easy to tell the guy was pissed. The hobo then looked at Ojiro.
"Mashiro, you did a good job of adapting to the situation at hand. I do suggest you should invest in anything that could be used for long range combat. Martial arts can only get you so far." The tailed teen modestly nodded at the advice before the adult finally looked at Shinso.
"Hitoshi, you performed very well from using your opponent's quirk to your advantage but also knowing when to attack and retreat. The only issue I have is what happened at the very end. Please make sure you have safety measures to protect yourself and civilians should another similar situation occur somewhere in the future."
The purplette knew what his teacher was getting at. Chie and him were saved by pure luck because there was the chance that the Noble Caretaker might be unable to activate the barrier or not even have the ability to create it. Shinso responded with a nod to his Aizawa's advice.
"Now, today you all will be choosing a class president." Everyone in the class except for a select few let out an uproar from the hobo's word. "Pick me! I want to be class president! All girls will be forced to wear skirts that reach 20 centimeters in length!" Yosuke spat out a small air bullet at the perverted grape who said the last comment knocking the shrimp out of his seat.
'That pervert really needs to get kicked out of school. No one wants a hero ready to sexually assault some poor woman they are supposed to protect.' Shinso could only have a look of disgust at that very thought. He then heard Iida saying about voting and that was when the tired looking teen decided to tune out the entire debacle.
Class president was a job that wouldn't suit him well. Shinso could never fill the role of leader for quite a few reasons. Not everyone in class likes him so there wouldn't be any synergy. Being the class president wouldn't matter if your group won't even listen to you. He wasn't a speaker much less a motivator. A leader needs to keep the moral of his teammates high.
The biggest was that he was afraid. He was afraid of failing his classmates because being Class President wasn't just managing the class. If the class was ever in danger, then it was up to the class president to get them all out safely. Shinso didn't feel like he could fill such a role. The purplette merely put his votes towards Momo and Iida before doodling for the remainder of their first period.
Iida was selected as class president while Momo had gotten the seat of vice president which was to be suspected. When lunch rolled in, Shinso sat himself at an empty table with his tray. Chie and Yosuke sat on the table munching on fried carrots and escargot while the young man had begun eating his soba that came with taiyaki.
A subtle clack had Shinso look up to Koji sitting at the table with his meal. The purplette had told the voice quirk user that he could sit at his table if he wanted to. He was a shy and quiet teen so the noise of the lunchroom would swallow up Koji's request. What Shinso didn't expect was Ojiro and two other students to walk up to their tables.
It was the six armed boy who was Shoji, the raven headed boy Tokoyami and the frog quirked girl Tsuyu. "Is it okay if we sit with you guys? You both look a bit lonely." Ojiro politely asked as the other two classmates had the same look. Shinso merely shrugged and looked at Koji. Koji nodded too as the three students sat at the table upon getting permission from the two boys.
"This table is much quieter than the others, ribbit. I'm Tsuyu Asui but please call me Tsu." The greenette ribbit with a modest look on her face. "I am Shoji Medo, we didn't get a proper chance to introduce ourselves earlier in class." The raven headed teen then spoke up after Shoji. "My name is Tokoyami Fukage. You crafted an excellent banquet of darkness during the assessment test and battle trials."
Ojiro was the last to speak up. "And I'm Ojiro Mashiro if you haven't remembered. I saw the footage of your fight with Bakugo and I've never seen such moves before." Shinso could only sheepishly chuckle at the inquiry from the tailed boy. Usagi's techniques were something that would catch the eye of anyone with a good grasp of martial arts.
"A friend of mine taught me actually. He would often mix some martial arts or even the movements of animals together to form some incredible techniques." Everyone at the table immediately became curious upon those words. Someone that was possibly around their age had invented such techniques.
"That is quite impressive, ribbit. I can agree on using animals as inspiration. My quirk Frog gives me the same traits as a frog. They can jump much higher than a normal person, great swimmers and can use their tongues to catch prey from far away, ribbit." Tsuyu pointed out since amongst everyone in the group, she was closely related to animals.
Yosuke croaked in agreement while Shinso merely chuckled. "Looks like Yosuke agrees with you too. Toads are close relatives to frogs after all." The purplette had a feeling those were going to get along quite well. "I heard about quirked animals before but it's so much different to see some up close." Tokoyami said whilst eating some of his ramen.
"Our principal is also an animal with a quirk but it does make sense. Something like this rarely happens and the animals in question either hide themselves away or get scooped up by someone. A good chunk of society don't have a good opinion on animals having quirks." Koji had a saddened look on his face upon speaking his mind.
Shinso had a feeling that the teen might have encountered a situation like that before. His quirk did increase the chance of encountering animals with superpowers after all. "I believe those types of people are either twisted scientists or work at that false animal protection organization...Peta I think?"
"Thank you Tokoyami. You just helped me remember to troll P.E.T.A today. To think some brainless idiot decided to revive that piece of crap organization. I remember that old tweet they made to try and get people to stop eating meat." The purplette was trying to remember that particular message.
"My cousin sent me that this morning. It was about eating meat made from animal rectums and this guy sent this tweet back. 'My entire generation is proud of eating ass. You guys need new PR reps." Everyone at the table started laughing for not only the savage roast but the fact it was the stoic Shoji who had said it.
The giant six armed teen had the aura of a ninja on a mission so to hear something like that would have gotten anyone surprised or laughing. Any further conversation was immediately interrupted upon the sound of an alarm. The school's alarm to be precise and hell broke loose in a second.
Students shot out of their seats and began running out of the cafeteria. Ojiro, Tsuyu, Shoji, and Tokoyami would have followed if they didn't notice that Shinso and Koji were still seated. "I rather stay here if I were you guys. First is look at everyone. They're a stampede that would most likely trample." Looking at the large crowd of frenzied students had proven the purplette's assumptions.
"And the second it's the media who's broken in. If it was a villain then there would be quirks flying everywhere and causing destruction across the campus. Those vultures wouldn't attack potential interviewers at all." Another assumption proven right as there was no explosion or signs of any Quirk usage. It was enough to persuade the four to sit back down.
In the end, it was Iida who managed to get everyone calmed down and under control. Apparently the UA gate had been destroyed which allowed the news reporters to invade. The teachers had kicked the media vultures off campus and the police arrested a good chunk of them too. However, Shinso couldn't help but feel uneasy. Something about that break in was fishy.
If one of the reporters were capable of getting through the barrier, then why do it now? In fact, much less at all because illegal quirk usage especially against a hero school would immediately have them jailed. No, this had to be a diversion for something else. It was a perfect opportunity for someone to slip in as everyone would be distracted by the panic created.
This was the work of a villain and Shinso would have been wondering about their goal if he hadn't looked at the class schedule. Their next heroics class would be a field trip outside of the school ground and the only facility he could think of would be USJ. It was a good distance from campus and there was only one hero who manages the entire place, the Space Hero: 13.
Shinso had a very bad feeling that something was going to happen at USJ. For now, all he can do is tell his thoughts to his hero caregiver and Izanagi-No-Usagi. The school might not take action but it would definitely get the three prepared just in case things really did go to hell.
He could only hope he was wrong for the sake of his classmates and his teachers. For villains had no qualms against the darkest sins of humanity. It was kill or be killed.