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General Note:
Work has been kicking my ass this last month. Ugh.
Sebastian had like 4 lines of dialogue and 1 reference but everyone seemed to love him. I can't believe it XD.
I've made like three versions of this chapter alone and Stain has been through so much in these drafts I'm honestly surprised at the sheer amount of possibilities that flew through my tired brain. Also Lucien got arrested in one of them.
School was back in session on the day after the third year sports festival was over, not even giving those poor students a days break. Still as usual the Dovahkiin teleported herself to school earlier than was strictly necessary after placing several meals in the fridge for her new wards and leaving another note for them when they wake up.
The little devils were still sleep deprived even after a good night in a soft, warm bed so Spider didn't have the heart to wake either of them just for a simple goodbye. Not when the siblings would probably sleep until noon if left undisturbed.
Still it was odd when she appeared inside the classroom. normally it was empty of anyone and anything that wasn't already there when she left, while Spider was the first one here, there was something strange on her desk. She took careful steps forward before pulling back the chair and moving to sit in her seat and pushing herself closer.
It was a flower.
A singular beautiful red flower that separated into four near the top of the stem, each with thin leaves that mostly folded inwards towards the middle while several long crimson stalks pushed forth from their centres and created a haunting ring around the plant. Like the limbs of saints praying to the heavens for the fallen to find passage into the afterlife.
It stood inside a small vase that only served to make the gift look even more delicate and... enchanting.
So she just sat there for a while. Enraptured by the grace of the flower until a certain yellow caterpillar wannabe dragged himself through the door, shockingly before any of his students got in. Strangely enough he also had a very familiar piece of wood in his hand.
Aizawa took one look at the flower and froze even when his student turned towards him and smiled in that polite yet distant way she always did when she smiled at something mundane. Only time he ever remembered a real one was when Midoriya jumped into the classroom from outside using the open window just so that he wasn't late, or when fighting the Nomu but that one was... Aizawa didn't like to throw around terms like 'deranged' lightly so we'll just say it was 'enthusiastic' and leave it there.
But her smile wasn't what worried him (presently anyway), no it was the damn flower.
"Spider, do you know who left that on your desk?" He asked calmly, giving nothing away to betray the anger bubbling just underneath it.
The Dovahkiin frowned. "No." She answered before adding on. "From the way your aura just turned I take it this isn't as sweet a gesture as I thought it was?"
"Do you know what that is?" He asked, ignoring the questioning tone in her voice.
"It's a flower, Aizawa not a bomb." Spider poked fun at his grievous countenance.
The man shook his head. "Sometimes I forget you're not from here. People put that flower on desks, in front of houses or wherever a recently deceased spent a lot of time, they're meant to guide the dead into the next life." Aizawa saw Spider nod along, visibly becoming more and more fascinated with the thing on her desk. "However, in this case they are also used as a form of suicide baiting. Whoever put that there wants you to kill yourself."
The Dragonborn then does the most 'Spider' thing that she could do in that moment. She laughs.
"I'm afraid they're a little late for that, any chances I had of truly dying were dashed a long time ago." She used her index finger to gently stroke along the top of one of the red stalks. "Either way it's a radiant gift. What is its name?"
"I don't think you understand the gravity of the situation, UA doesn't tolerate this behaviour and when we find out who put that there they will need to be punished." The man's eyes turned a shade of red that didn't quite mean his quirk was activated but showed he was rather upset about the matter.
The Dragonborn sighed. "I appreciate you caring for my mental health but I assure you there is nothing to be worried about, now tell me it's name."
Now it Aizawa's turn to sigh. "The most common name for it is a spider lily."
"... you're an idiot." Spider told him.
"I doubt that but why don't you enlighten me?" His expression grew even grumpier.
"My name, shocking as it may be, is shared by this flower. Divines forbid someone cared enough to make that connection and think it would be a nice gift."
"Unless they're as new here as you or have lived under a rock until now I doubt that's the case." Aizawa informed her, crossing his arms and resting the staff he'd brought in across his right arm.
"Give me a moment." Spider brought out her phone her phone and began texting a recent entry in her contacts.
Spider: You didn't happen to put a flower on my desk did you Fahliil?
Tamaki: ...
Tamaki: Maybe I kind of did that.
Tamaki: Was it nice?
Spider: It's wonderful. Thank you.
The Dovahkiin put her phone down to see Aizawa had approached her desk and was eyeing the device as she spun it around to face him. "Mystery solved."
Aizawa still didn't look convinced. "There are two Tamaki's in the first year, which one is it?"
"Amajiki, third year." She replied and put her phone back in her pocket. "I believe this is his way of thanking me for my support during the sports festival."
The underground hero visibly grimaced as he internally berated himself for not thinking to watch the third year festival before school, at least then he might have more details about Spider's friendship with Amajiki because there is no way she didn't make at least one scene the entire time she was there. Two if you counted the staff she gave Present Mic between the day of the first and third year festivals.
"Speaking of unpleasant actions..." Spider drawled, leaning forward in her seat but careful not to knock the flower. "What are you doing with that?"
Aizawa looked down at the staff then back to her. "Hizashi wouldn't shut up about being all powerful so I took when he wasn't looking and came here."
The moment he finished his sentence, the huge door to class 1A was pulled open and slammed into the wall with a very loud bang followed by a distinct crack of something breaking. With slow, heavy footfalls, an eight foot five giant decked out in gleaming, wicked black and red daedric armour entered the room.
Qelnyroth, or as he is now known, Sebastian radiated malevolent energy that froze the only joor standing in the room to his place as he faced the intimidating demon.
Aizawa was a pro hero, he had faced danger countless times and come out on top. He was a man of logic and will power (also coffee but keep it on the DL). But a human can only do so much when all of that supernatural hatred was directed straight at him, standing his ground was admirable in it's own right.
Sebastian's footfalls grew closer, each booming step seemed to echo in the quiet atmosphere of the classroom until he was towering right over his target. Despite the fear gripping his body, Aizawa had a slight bend to the knees that positioned him in a rough fighting stance only for Sebastian to reach out and grab the staff, taking an excruciating amount of time to actually pull the thing from the pro's grip and towards himself as he continued to glare down at the man through his demonic helm.
"Do not attempt to steal from my master again mortal."
Sebastian raised his head to look towards his mistress, the ruler of the realm in oblivion he called home and saw a special smile marring her otherwise pleasant features. It was the one she gave to any of her loyal servants when they'd done particularly well at something, seeming to speak volumes without a word being uttered. But the most important part was that it said 'I'm giving you a shiny new weapon for this.'
With the motivation this smile offered, Sebastian nodded. It was so slight it could have been missed or mistaken for something else but to a draemora nothing was able to show that they were elated with something quite like that simple movement without a war cry of victory being involved.
Turning back to the door leading into the halls, Sebastian left the classroom just as terrifying as he had entered it but this time with his master's most prized possession in his grasp.
Only when his booming footsteps had faded away did Aizawa let out the breath he hadn't realized he was holding for so long.
"You know, it's not very heroic to steal from people, what would you students think if they found out?" Spider pulled him back to reality with a predictably glib jab at the UA teacher.
Aizawa released a sigh. It was only the start of the day and already he wanted to drink himself into unconsciousness. He turned his head to give a sidelong glare at his student for sitting back and doing nothing while her... whatever that was Hizashi now had control over made him fear for his life in a way on a few villains had ever managed by merely walking into the room.
"You'll regret that." Was all he said as the tired man stalked up to the podium and grabbing his signature yellow sleeping bag and closing himself inside of it before promptly shutting his eyes and somehow fading into the background.
It wasn't too long after that the rest of 1A started filing into the room a little at a time, all of them seeing the flower on Spider's desk and giving her the same combination of expressions one after another as she smiled reassuringly at them. Shock, concern, confusion and finally a polite smile back. All that is, except for a select few.
Todoroki just saw the flower, stared for a few seconds like it confused him why a plant was in the classroom then proceeded to go to his seat without a word on the subject despite being less the three feet away from getting an answer.
Bakugo just looked at the plant and the Dragonborn's stupid smile, huffed and proceeded to ignore the situation entirely.
Midoriya however... he went from being happy as he entered with Iida and Uraraka to freezing in his place much like how his teacher had done just a half hour earlier.
The boy had been in the middle of the routine he had gotten used to since starting UA, he liked to ride the train and scroll through hero forums on his phone while the ambient bustle of the train lulled his senses rather than the instant teleportation Spider had offered him. But the best part was that he met his friends at the station and they walked the rest of the way to class together, then when they got there, he would turn to the back of the class and wave to his other friends/land lady.
But then he saw the lily and stopped dead in his tracks. Iida had been just a step behind him and bumped into the greenette but strangely the usually meek teen was unmoved by the collision, as if it hadn't happened at all.
"Midoriya are you-" Iida stopped part way through his sentence when he too saw what his friend was staring at, same thing happened with Uraraka who had a hand on Midoriya's shoulder.
'Krosis.' Spider internally cursed at her stupidity. If the flower was a form of suicide baiting then it was more than likely Midoriya had seen this very plant on his own desk during middle school. "Don't overthink it little hero." Izuku was snapped out of his trance like state as he stared at the flower by the call of his nickname from across the room. The Dovahkiin pointed to herself now that she had his attention. "Spider," She then gestured to the flower. "Lily."
The connection made, her friend was able to give a shaky nod and an almost smile which was really just a quirk of the lips that no matter how hard he tried wouldn't form the thing he wanted it to.
Since it was almost time for class Iida and Uraraka begrudgingly let Midoriya go to his seat without much more than simple assurances but cast anxious looks over at him the entire time he sat at his desk. Eventually Spider could see his aura even out but even so she teleported her phone onto the teen's desk, still unlocked and on the messaging screen where Tamaki admit to giving her the flower.
After he read it she saw the tension ease from his shoulders and Spider took her phone back in another small swath of purple flames.
During this time everyone else in the class had been talking about being recognised after the sports festival becoming even bigger celebrities than they were after getting attacked by the League of Villains. Aizawa dragged himself out of his sleeping bag doing his usual stint of saying something that made almost everyone nervous only to come out with something mundane.
"You need code names. Time to pick your hero identities." He was met a rambunctious round of cheers from many of his students making him use his quirk giving him a dangerous appearance thanks to the red glow in his eyes. "This is related to the pro hero draft picks I mentioned the last time we were in class together. This is a little unusual as by extending draft picks to you pros are investing in your potential, any offers can be rescinded if their interest dies down before graduation though."
"So what you're saying is we'll still have to prove ourselves even after we've gotten recruited." Hagakure clarified.
"Correct." Aizawa answered. "Now, here are the totals for those of you who got offers." He pressed a button on a remote he'd picked up from the podium making a digital chart show up on the board. At the top was Spider with a little over six thousand offers, below her was Todoroki with four thousand, followed by Bakugo with three and a half thousand. After that they got lower and lower. Not everyone got offers however, the rest were made up of Tokoyami, Iida, Kaminari, Yaoyorozu, Kirishima, Midoriya, Ururaka and Sero respectively. "In past years it's been more spread out but there's a pretty big gap this time."
"So many offers, you must be pumped." Kirishima called out to the Dragonborn who looked towards him unamused. A few others sent out some encouraging words while others looked down over not getting any offers at all.
"You don't get to talk to me anymore. The same goes for the rest of you" She replied stunning everyone.
"Did the fame go to your head or something? Mr Aizawa did say the offers could be taken away." Sero said getting a few nods.
"I saw the way you were looking at me after I got the ten million points. I don't need people who turn on me like that." Spider looked away as if the sight of them offended her.
"THAT'S WHAT THIS IS ABOUT!?" They cried.
Spider's mouth twitched upwards, glancing towards them again. "You're damn right it is."
"But you won the sports festival anyway and even got a gold medal out of it. Like actual gold." Kaminari protested.
"Actually I don't have that medal anymore." She replied dropping the fake offended act.
"WHAT!" Everyone except Iida shouted.
"If you've lost it don't expect a replacement." Aizawa told her sternly.
"I didn't lose I threw it in the hospital's garbage bin when I healed Iida's brother." Spider said and kind of regretted since almost everyone fell out of their seats at the statement.
"That reminds me." Iida started reaching into his pocket and bringing out said gold medal. "Tensei asked that I give this back to you, he seemed sure that even after what you said about the festival being stupid you would want it as a reminder of your accomplishment."
Rather than getting up Spider held out her hand summoning the medal in a haze of purple flames from Iida's hand into hers. "How sweet of him. He's wrong of course but sweet all the same." Spider then tossed it back to the class rep who caught it looking confused. "Keep it, I have too many reminders of past accomplishments as it is. Besides this way you'll have a reminder of me." She smiled at him.
"Alright that's enough, getting back on topic, all of you will be interning with a hero agency regardless of offers. You've already gotten a taste of real combat thanks to the attack on the USJ facility but now you'll be able to see pros at work, in the field, up close and personal, first hand." Aizawa told them in his usual serious tone. "The hero names you choose will likely be temporary but take them seriously or-"
"You'll have hell to pay later!" Midnight burst into the room interrupting Aizawa and getting more than a few stares due to her choice of hero costume. "What you pick today could be your codename for life, you better be careful or you'll be stuck with something utterly indecent."
"Yeah Midnight has a good point, she'll also have final approval over your names." Aizawa added. "The name you choose is important, it reinforces your image and shows what kind of hero you want to be in the future. Your code name will tell people exactly what you represent, take All Might for example." He brought something out of his sleeping bag before speaking again. "While you guys do that I'll be taking a nap, don't try to wake me until you're all done."
Once he finished whiteboards were passed down along the rows of desks. When she got hers Spider wasn't too sure what to put, back in her world the hero title was already picked out for her long before she existed. 'Dragonborn or Dovahkiin... come to think of I haven't shown anyone my more draconic aspects, at least nothing the people of this world would outright associate with dragons.' Her mind raced with possibilities, now that the decision was hers how could she not have some fun?
A few of her classmates had already gone up to the front in order to present their names though she paid it little mind even after everyone started chanting about a 'Froppy' whatever that meant. Spider could feel her smile growing as she wrote more and more names that were bound to be rejected but brought her no end of amusement. Once she was just about finished it seemed Bakugo had taken the podium and revealed his hero name.
"King Explosion Murder." He announced.
"I'm gonna go ahead and say that's a little too violent." Midnight declined.
"Sounds like it suits him perfectly." Spider defended the name turning a few heads, others muttering 'You're one to talk'.
"I thought you two didn't get along?" Yaoyorozu commented.
"We don't." Spider replied as Kirishima yelled out his suggestion.
"Why don't you try 'Explosion Boy'?!"
"Shut up weird hair!" Bakugo yelled before taking his whiteboard and returning to his seat to think of something new.
He was replaced by Ururaka who had the name Uravity written in bubbly text on her whiteboard. Midnight positively gushed over it until Ururaka took her seat again allowing the next students to present their names. When Todoroki got to the front his white board had something interesting written on it, something Spider swore she'd seen written in one of Midoriya's notebooks before on the teen's analysis page. 'Frostburn' suited him well. Iida told them his brother wanted him to take up the name Ingenium 2.0, while Bakugo finally settled on Ground Zero. Even Spider had to admit that name was pretty bad ass.
Next was Midoriya's turn. He nervously stood and made his way to the podium, staring at his hero name without turning it around towards the class for a while until a gentle nudge from Midnight brought him out of his thoughts. With a determined steel in his eyes the greenette nodded and flipped the whiteboard over. "My hero name will be 'Deku' and I want to save everyone, with a smile."
It was met with... mixed reactions.
Simultaneously from the back and right side of the room there was a loud crack and boom respectively which went mostly ignored aside from a few wary glances.
"That's great Midoriya! It sounds like 'you can do it!'" Uraraka supported the truly terrible choice of hero name in a way only she could.
"I... I guess I never thought of it that way, it's been used as a way to keep me own for so long that I wanted to use it so that everyone who said I couldn't do anything know I made it, despite what they did." Midoriya told her, smiling though to a trained eye it appeared slightly strained.
Spider calmed herself from the shock and flash of anger that shot through her at the mention of the name. Even with that reasoning... Izuku was a truly damaged person that by all rights should have given up a long time ago. To use the name that no doubt still brings pain and try to turn it into something associated with hope was either brilliant or insane. She couldn't tell which this was.
A little restoration magic and a smidge of alteration repaired the ruined whiteboard she had broken.
"Looks like we only have one student left." Midnight declared as Midoriya left for his seat, beckoning the Dovahkiin to come up to the podium. Doing so Spider took the whiteboard with her carefully hiding what she had written down.
Once in front of the whole class she placed it in front of everyone and stated the name. "The trashy hero: Midnight Blonde Edition."
This got more than a few laughs as well as a seriously pissed off looking pro hero stood next to her. "Next..." Midnight said after controlling her breathing.
The writing on the whiteboard changed as if it was never there to begin with and Spider read out the next one. "The tired hero: Piss off I'm sleeping."
That's when Aizawa got involved, "Spider... don't make this worse by getting yourself detention again."
"You're just jealous you didn't think of it first 'Mr let me just take a nap real quick'" Came the sharp tongued response.
"Either come up with a real code name or I'm putting your first one on the application forms." Aizawa threatened and Spider swivelled her head to look at him in order to gauge if he was lying.
'Nope he looks serious.' Spider cursed internally, she had so many more good ones to try. "Fine..." The text changed again to her actual pick. "The predator hero: Nightingale."
"Huh, that's actually pretty good, I like the way you used two opposites in conjunction with each other." Midnight praised.
"What do you think it means?" Spider asked curiously.
"Well the bird itself isn't much of a predator but we've all seen the talents hidden beneath your mask." She replied confidently.
"Close enough." Spider said before returning to her seat. In fact the name was a tribute to her friend Nocturnal. The daedric prince could appear as innocent as a nightingale yet reveal herself to be far deadlier than you ever realised in the blink of an eye. It was the reason the demonic god named her elite mortal followers after the creature.
Midnight excused herself with around seven minutes of homeroom left and Aizawa once again stood, getting out of his sleeping bag. Seriously what was the point of getting about 10 minutes sleep in the middle of the period anyway? Especially when he wasn't really asleep most of the time.
"Before we leave, there's the issue of Hitoshi Shinso moving up from General Education into the hero course." Aizawa stated and this got everyone to freeze in their seats. "You'll decide as a class who get's kicked out," He reached into the sleeping bag and pulled out a box. A plain, non descript box. "Everyone will write down a name and place it inside. Begin."
There was an uproar of denial from most everyone in the class but they were quickly silenced when Aizawa's eyes flashed red and he glared at his students. Any argument they had died in their throats and they began to dejectedly write a name on a scrap piece of paper they either ripped out of a work/notebook or just had on them.
One by one everyone came up to the box and dropped their selection inside.
Except Spider, she just teleported hers into the box. But that's not all she did, because of course she just had to try something when a matter this serious was in play. With a swirl of dark green alteration magic Spider willed the contents of the box to change.
"That everyone?" Their teacher asked with a raised brow and when he didn't receive an answer, pulled the lid off of the box before dumping the papers out, reading each one before a slow, creepy smile spread across his face and he stared directly at the student at the back of the room. "You should all be thanking Spider, she just saved you from rigorous after school training with me."
"WHAT!" The class cried.
"How did Spider save us?" Tsuyu asked.
"It was a logical ruse, there's going to be a test of potential to determine Shinso's place in the hero course. This was just to see how well built your comradery as a class is, clearly it's not deep enough." Aizawa explained. "As for how Spider spared you... every name in here says 'Bakugo' in different handwriting and none of it is any of yours. So she's the only one getting a special punishment."
Every head turned towards the Dovahkiin who hadn't moved an inch the entire time. Only glaring at her teacher. 'Another god damn logical ruse...' "You can absolutely go fuck yourself."
"WHAT THE SHIT SLACKJAW! I THOUGHT WE WERE BEING CIVIL?!"
"We still have two more sports festivals together so you better watch your mouth blast breath."
Admittedly it wasn't her best insult but the Dovahkiin had just been bamboozled so sue her for being a little off her game.
After the class calmed down again Spider was then given a huge stack of papers with agencies listed on them once Aizawa had finished his lesson and told them they had two days to make their decision and leaving the room, not before telling her he'd see her about the punishment later though. Forgetting that little annoyance, it honestly it wasn't looking good since Spider had no clue who ran any of the agencies in the country or how to even begin to choose who she would intern for, Aizawa said that it would last for a week so if she made a bad decision she would be hard pressed to keep her blade in check.
"How are you ever going to decide on who to pick?" Yaoyorozu asked from in front of the Dragonborn having moved over from her desk. "I only have a small amount in comparison." She held up a few of her own papers that Aizawa handed to her.
"With reckless abandon if I have to do it in two days, you wouldn't happen to know someone interested in combing through this for me would you?" Spider asked daring to look hopeful.
"Hmm I'm afraid I don't." Yaoyorozu looked a little nervous before she continued. "There is something I've been meaning to ask since the sports festival but I didn't have any way to contact you over the weekend that wasn't in the group chat."
"Oh right hold on a second." Spider told her as she reached into her inventory for one of the devices Midoriya helped her purchase. She had recently gotten a dark green and black case which reminded Spider of Midoriya's hair. She brought up the series of digits that made up her contact details by going through the phone's settings and handed it to the other girl. "Here you are."
"Thank you, does anyone else have this?" Yaoyorozu asked as she entered the digits into her own phone.
"Just Aizawa, Kaminari, Tamaki and my tenants, so that includes Izuku and Inko Midoriya but no one else." Spider responded as the teen handed the device back.
"I understand if it's a secret, my parents often change numbers when the wrong people get a hold of them." Yaoyorozu replied only to freeze when she realised what Spider had said. "Did you say Midoriya is your tenant?"
"I bought the building he and his mother live in after they gave me a room for the night when I first arrived in the country, though they insist on paying me a little rent when I've told them they can live there for free." She responded looking towards the green haired teen who was mumbling to himself about two lists of agencies he'd gotten, one piece having the few that requested him along with another piece the others who weren't given offers got. He probably scared most of them off with the whole injuring himself thing during his match with Todoroki. "But that's not important, you had a question for me?"
"Yeah... it's actually something a few of us wanted to ask you." She began, continuing only after a nod from the woman in front of her. "Some of us were wondering if you would be able to teach us how to fight after the internships are over, as hard as we tried the boys completely wiped the floor with us and aside from you it felt like a boys only competition."
"I'll admit I was surprised when you were taken out of the tournament so soon, considering the damage you could have done." Spider responded, resting her head on her hand in a thinking pose.
"Yeah, but honestly I'm not sure what I could have done against Bakugo or Todoroki anyway." Yaoyorozu looked down wearing a little defeated expression on her features.
"You can create any inorganic object right?" Spider asked with an eyebrow raised.
"Yes but it didn't do much good against Tokoyami." She didn't understand where the Dovahkiin was going with this.
"Perhaps, but it would have very effective against Bakugo." Spider told her.
This got her attention. "How, he could blow both me and anything I make away with his quirk."
"Last time I checked his little fireworks can't deflect bullets." She said leaning back with an easy going smile. "Especially when he isn't expecting it."
"I HEARD THAT!" Bakugo yelled from a few seats in front to the left startling Midoriya who was behind him.
"Too easy." Spider chuckled until she saw the shock on Yaoyorozu's face turn to relief. 'Wait does she think I was kidding about the gun? I hope not that may her best shot at beating him. Literally.' "Who else wanted to ask? And why were you so nervous about it, it's not like I bite."
"Well a little of what you said when class started and we weren't sure if you would even want to train with us after our performance showed just how far behind we all are in comparison." She replied honestly. "If you accept then it will be all the other girls in class so me, Jiro, Ururaka, Hagakure, Ashido and Tsu."
"That sounds like fun, and don't be nervous about asking for help, I was joking earlier about not wanting to talk to any of you." Spider smiled at the girl who looked like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. "For now though, I have papers to sort through." Yaoyorozu nodded and was about to leave when Spider called her attention again. "I do wish for a form of payment for this extra training you all want."
"Oh of course, how much were you thinking?" The teen asked.
"I would prefer to call you by your first name, it's much easier than Yaoyorozu." Spider answered.
"Is that all? You have a deal!" Momo bowed her head in thanks before leaving.
"Thank the divines, her surname is almost as long as mine." The Dragonborn muttered as she began looking through the frankly ridiculous amount of agencies with equally bizarre names.
Before she knew it most of her class had left for the free period except for Ururaka and Midoriya however they looked to be ready to go too. Picking up her papers Spider left her bag under her desk resolving to either teleport it to her home later or just leave it for class as she walked towards the door, opening it carefully so as not to drop the stack of paper. Only the universe had other plans. Or more accurately she would swear a certain daedric prince of madness happened to exert his influence.
The second she opened the door All Might in his muscle form rushed into view causing a wind to follow him blowing the pieces of paper everywhere. Thinking this might actually be perfect Spider quickly grabbed the first one she saw and held it close.
"Oh no would you look at that..." Spider said in a fake dramatic sadness. "All those agencies that wanted me to apply, lost forever because of this clumsiness. Such a shame."
"No they aren't." Midoriya said, suddenly behind her with half the stack and Ururaka beside him with the other.
"I said they're lost," Spider's voice turned mock serious as she waved her hand and all the papers caught fire causing the two students to drop them in surprise as they turned to nothing but ash. "Forever."
"Would this be a bad time to mention they're backed up on the school's database?" All Might decided to let them know.
The last piece of paper in Spider's hand crinkled as she crushed the half she was holding onto before easing her grip it after a few seconds and looked to All Might. "You're so lucky Midoriya likes you." She said in a deathly whisper and slipped past him leaving three very confused, slightly afraid people behind.
The day after, Spider handed in the form listing three semi random agencies she wished to intern at. The first one was deliberate however as the name took her back to a time she was more comfortable in. Although she did wonder who would receive a knighthood in this age.
Later that night, the Dragonborn was just finalising her purchase of a warehouse on the outskirts of Musutafu. It was large and in what was the site of the only semi-large scale battle the quiet had seen in some time, meaning it was fairly trashed until the council managed to get it cleaned up. Needless to say the property value was at an all time low given how long that could take and the low foot traffic made it the perfect place to set up shop.
Best part, she did all of this from the comfort of her own home. Phones were a marvellous invention.
Anyone wondering about her wards will be pleased to note that both were looking healthier after nary a few days in her care, greatly helped by a little magic of course as it wouldn't do to leave the healing process up to their mortal bodies alone. Why bother when there was a much faster way?
Ichiru was sat on the sofa opposite Spider, trying to figure out the 'homework' she had assigned to him. The moment that the Dragonborn found the boy's affinity for plants she immediately set about cultivating that knowledge, letting it grow as she gave him notes on how to make potions and the effects each ingredient will have on the body. He found it fascinating and even had an alchemy table set up in the corner of the room for when they did 'practical' lessons.
Shiko on the other hand... she was a fighter. If it wasn't obvious enough since she was the one who killed the man on the ground during their first meeting with the Dovahkiin then it was made even more so through the intense way that the girl stared at Spider's weapons. The Dragonborn had recently set about decorating her home with a few weapon racks, nothing fancy for now but definitely more than what was there before.
But back on topic, Spider adored the look of amazement in Shiko's eyes when she gave the girl her own elven dagger with a depiction of Auriel on the hilt. Ever since it had been none stop practice slashes and intensely maintaining the blade. Spider showed her the best way to use a whetstone and hone the edge into something viciously sharp.
Spider put her phone down and just watched them both. A small smile playing on her features as she took in this world's first generation of dark brotherhood assassins.
It was funny to think that the future of hero society was probably geeking out over something on the floor below while the two children above him learned how to make use of a very different trade, and eventually help him achieve his goals, even if he will never be aware of it.
The Dragonborn was never much of a master planner. No, she much preferred her actions to be loud, precise and deadly but there were always exceptions to the rule and like she'd thought to herself before it was nice to get that little feeling of home in a new world. Shiko and Ichiru would be able to help her with that and be able to build a life for themselves. And if Spider used them to further Izuku's aims then that was just to demonstrate their prowess.
Once Lucien gets back, she can have him train them in oblivion. Time passes differently there and in a matter of weeks, years will have flown by for them, turning them into perfect killers will be childs play with a trainer like Lucien on the case and Spider can visit too, maybe lend her own thoughts to their training, bring gifts when they do particularly well.
She huffed a small chuckle garnering the attention of her wards for a second before they went back to their tasks. Even to herself Spider sounds like a stereotypical bad guy, brainwashing youths into becoming her loyal assassins. But is that what she's doing? After all, society threw these children onto the street, ignored their very existence.
All she's doing is giving them a chance to bite back.
Knock knock knock.
Three precise raps on the door to her apartment drew the Dovahkiin out of her thoughts. Checking the time on her phone showed that it was late, almost three thirty in the morning. Yes it was probably irresponsible to allow the children to stay up so late but at the same time we are talking about the woman who gave those same kids access to homemade poison and weapons so...
Pulling herself up and stalking towards the door Spider pulled it open as it was yet again, unlocked. Only to find the grim, dead tired visage of Mr Aizawa staring down at her.
"I don't want your girl scout cookies." Was all she said before slamming the door shut.
Or at least it would have had Aizawa not blocked it in an eerily similar fashion to how Bakugo had done so previously. Maybe she should invest in a heavier door?
"I'm here about your punishment problem child." Aizawa stated as he swept into the apartment like he fucking owned the place. Rude bastard.
Letting the door swing shut behind her Spider followed him into her living room as he promptly fell into her incredibly soft and plush arm chair while looking like he walked through the dirtiest street and fought ten men at once if the bruise on his temple was any indicator.
Aizawa lazily lifted his gaze to look at Ichiru who was eying him cautiously but still filling out the worksheet in front of him while Shiko moved from her spot in the corner of the room to sit next to her brother protectively, knife at the ready. "Who are these two?" He immediately cut her off when he sensed a lie brewing. "Don't try and pass the off as your siblings, I checked your records and they don't mention anything about two children."
"Fine, they're two homeless children I found when I was wandering the streets one night. They were impressive so I took them home with me, happy?" Spider drawled as she stood beside said children, arms crossed as if daring him to say something about the 'legality' of it.
All she got for a solid 10 seconds was a deep sigh. "It's not conventional, but at least you're doing right by them. Just don't let it interfere with you school work."
"Wouldn't dream of it. Now go to sleep, looking at your aura makes me feel like I want to drop dead from exhaustion." Spider told him honestly and strangely didn't receive any response other than the barest hint of a nod before her teacher slumped and his breathing evened out. The Dragonborn shook her head before letting her arms drop to her sides and glancing over to her wards. "You two as well, don't think I haven't noticed you yawning Ichiru." She said reaching out and ruffling his hair much like she does with Izuku.
"Noooo, please? I've almost figured out how potent void essence is when mixed with aetherium and spriggan sap!" He pleads even as he can barely keep his eyes open to look at her.
"The solution will be there when you wake up with a clear head tomorrow darling, for now you and your sister need rest." Spider looks from the boy to Shiko and gives her a wise 'I know this from experience' look. "And a blade will only get you so far if it's being wielded by a tired body."
Spider gets a slow nod from the girl as she stood and gently pulled her brother along to go back to their room for the night. The Dovahkiin had discovered that Shiko much preferred to be the strong quiet type, only speaking when she needed to and if she felt comfortable enough to be herself in the Dragonborn's presence then that was a step in the right direction.
Either way, now she had a teacher in her chair and four hours until school started. Idly Spider wondered if the punishment of just having a place to crash when out on patrol would be a one time thing or if Aizawa would keep coming back like a stray cat when you feed it one too many times.
"Might as well just give yo the keys to the vacant apartment across the hall if you do." Spider spoke to herself out loud as she settled into the sofa her wards had just vacated. "I'm getting soft in my old age. I blame the Straw Hats."
Two days and a train ride with some classmates later Spider was outside of a five story building that looked to make use of glass in order to show off how modern it was. Entering and waiting in the lobby on one of the available seats Spider looked to the clock seeing she was fifteen minutes early and might have to wait before being shown where she would be working.
Surprisingly it wasn't long until a young looking blue skinned girl reminding Spider a little of an Asari showed up to greet her. "Hi, I'm Bubble Girl, sorry if you were waiting long we weren't expecting you for another ten minutes or so."
"Not at all, it's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Spider PoisonBlood." The Dovahkiin responded as she stood to follow the hero up a spiral staircase.
"Aren't you supposed to give your hero name?" Bubble Girl asked humorously, believing Spider had made a mistake.
"You can call me Nightingale if you'd prefer." Spider replied without skipping a beat.
"Sounds good to me, oh and a word of advice when you meet Sir Nighteye." The hero stopped on her way up the stairs to look at the UA student. "Try to make him laugh, he values humour despite his appearance." She then continued climbing the rest of the way towards the office.
"I have to admit I've never seen him before, though I'll keep your advice in mind." Was the startling response.
"You've really never seen Sir before? He used to be All Might's sidekick you know, always watches clips of him in his spare time." The woman said as they finally reached the top and went through a corridor.
"No I chose this agency at random, out of eleven thousand agencies his was the one that appealed to me the most." Spider answered her as they approached an ordinary looking mahogany door.
"How's that if you've never seen him before?"
"His title, I was curious about the man worthy of receiving a knighthood." Spider answered when they both stopped in front of the door.
"Oh I'm afraid that's just his hero name, he hasn't actually been knighted." Bubble Girl confessed bashfully before knocking on the door. "Sir! The intern is here!"
"Show them in." Came the contrite response through the door.
"Good luck." Bubble girl said opening the door and allowing Spider entrance to the large office. She took two steps and would have walked right back out had the man's sidekick not closed the door. Everywhere she looked was some kind of image of All Might, as if she didn't see enough of him at school now she had to deal with it here too.
"I knew I should have asked Midoriya to pick for me." She mumbled heading towards the desk in the far corner of the room. There was no chair for her to take a seat on the other side so she stood opposite the man she would be interning for, he was very tall and lanky, his fingers strangely long as he pressed them together while studying her. For her part Spider returned his gaze unmoved by the intensity he placed behind it. A lesser being would flinch, for Spider the challenge was in not scaring him by using her own brand of glare.
They didn't speak. Only stared, taking each other in. Spider noticed the light grey suit and red tie dotted with white spots. He in turn saw her long sleeved black shirt, tights and boots. The only colour in her outfit being the blood red skirt she wore which cut off half way up her thigh, and her silk gloves also dyed the same red as her skirt.
A solid ten minutes passed before he spoke. "You know the secret of One For All."
"I'm the reason All Might's successor can use it without breaking his body." Spider said impassively, not revealing any kind of surprise she might have felt.
Sir Nighteye hummed. "A sign that he wasn't prepared for the quirk."
"Doubtful, from what I understand it stockpiles power from all the previous holders, after going through eight of them I doubt anyone as young as him has the body to handle it at 100%, as a matter of fact it's probably better to let the quirk die with Midoriya since after him it will more than likely kill anyone else who tries to succeed him." Spider told him.
Nighteye's eyebrow ticked up half a centimetre. "Doesn't change that Toshinori made the wrong decision when he passed it on. My own intern Mirio Togata is much better suited to wield the quirk, when you meet him on this internship I'm sure you will agree that he will be a fitting replacement as the symbol of peace."
"Last time I checked your little intern got his ass handed to him at the sports festival."
His stare intensified, looking for any sign of weakness. "A one off, were Mirio passed One For All he would have won with ease."
Spider scoffed in his face at the comment. "A freaking baby could have won the festival with One For All, what's your point?" 'That may not be entirely true but my point stands.'
"Midoriya didn't." He pointed out.
"Because he was far more concerned with assisting Todoroki overcome the trauma he associated with using the fire side of his quirk." Spider explained as if was obvious, which it really wasn't for anyone watching. "It's that thing that heroes do, help people. I'd rather he do that than lose to me in the final any day."
The man gave a dismissive hum. "Don't you find it arrogant to think you're stronger than the power passed on by the symbol of peace?"
"Not when your symbol could be outsmarted by a dead rabbit." Spider shot back. "Besides, don't you find it arrogant to assume your opinion should factor in to who the successor of One for All is? Last time I checked it was the actual holder who decides, not the snotty sidekick he kicked to the curb after he decided he never really needed you." 'Shot in the dark but he looks like he'd be insecure about no longer being his hero's sidekick if this fucking shrine of an office is anything to go by.'
Nighteye leaned forward, his gaze hardening slightly as his aura seemed to cause a sudden drop in the temperature.
"What's wrong joor? Did I strike a nerve?"
"I'm not about to argue with a teenager about something as vital as this. It's not as if you fully understand the weight of the responsibility each user has had to carry."
Spider sighed. "I'm done talking about this. I came here to learn about the realities of hero work, you can either start teaching like you agreed to with UA or I can call the school and leave."
Cue another intense stare down.
"... There will be paperwork."
"You think that scares me?"
"It should, and it will."
Clearly Nighteye underestimated the array of emotions his intern could feel. She didn't do 'scared' even when another pile of paperwork landed on the temporary desk he had set up for her in the corner of his office. Instead she stared at the offending stack and methodically filled it out without ever making a single mistake.
Of course she was cheating.
Some might cry about this stuff being important but seriously who really cares about the accident report for half a railing on the balcony of a long abandoned building? Spider certainly didn't so she felt absolutely no guilt in mindlessly flicking her pen over the form while her illusion magic took effect and simply showed the viewer exactly what they needed to see. It's effects would be negated long after she'd left so it really wouldn't be her problem anymore even if she was discovered.
It was the exact same thing she did with all of her course work at UA. Well, aside from her literature pieces, those she actually puts effort into given how much Cementoss seems to like the tales of her adventures.
Even a god likes to be praised for good work every now and then.
On a few occasions the Dragonborn was able to meet Sir Nighteye's other sidekick as well as another UA student part of the 'hero work studies program' though she was slightly surprised when said student outright hugged her rather than the usual bow that was so common in this part of the world.
"PoisonBlood! I'm Mirio, Tamaki's friend! We always seem to miss each other when you run off with our little festival winner." Mirio greeted after seeing the confusion on her face.
"Ah yes I remember, my apologies for not recognising you sooner. Please call me Spider." The Dragonborn reciprocated his hug for a moment before they released each other.
"Can do, just promise you won't bite me for stepping into your parlour." Mirio responded with huge grin.
'Somehow wherever I go... there's always that one joor who makes fun of my name.' She thought to herself vaguely irritated at all the arachnid based jokes people used on her. Usually they were friendly about it but sometimes they take it too far, people like Sheogorath especially. Spider seethed slightly when she remembered the time he gave her an egg sac saying 'They should be with their mommy' and proceeded to cackle himself back into oblivion. 'I need to get him back for that.'
Putting on a little forced smile Spider replied. "I'll be sure to take you off the menu."
Mirio seemed happy that she 'liked' his joke and decided to switch topics. "I also wanted to thank you for helping Tamaki at the sports festival, after what that student from my class said I wasn't sure he was going to win that round." The teen's eyes lit up as he said the next part. "And I don't know what you said to him but he was a man on a mission! when I was against him in the finals he really gave me and Nejire a thrashing, seriously I've never seen him so fired up."
Now Spider smiled for real this time. "He's a sweetheart but not very confident, all I did was give him a little push." She spoke fondly of the third year, remembering his shy and timid personality. However it does seem that his demeanour is taking a turn for the better with his recent flower incident, such a bold choice was controversial yet so brave.
"With all the time you spend together you must know each other so well by now, will I be seeing you two together more often at school?" Mirio leaned in closer and whispered in a conspiratorial manner. "Or maybe on a date?"
The thought was frankly ridiculous and that's why the laugh had escaped before she could stop it. "I don't think Tamaki would be interested." Spider managed to say after regaining control. 'Besides I only look to be around his age, I'm not exactly the best candidate for a relationship.'
"Reeeeeeeaaaaally?" Her upperclassman sounded doubtful at best and outright accusatory at worst as he clearly enjoyed himself prying deeper into the matter. "So you wouldn't mind if someone else started seeing Tamaki?"
"I can't say I would, where are you going with this." Spider asked as Mirio's grin never left his face.
"And if that person broke his heart what would you do?"
The thought was troubling. Despite only knowing the shy teen for a short time, inside of the Dovahkiin there was a need to protect him from something that would bring that kind of harm. Perhaps it was because he reminded her of a sad puppy when he was upset, and she found his adorably nervous nature to be an endearing change from the usual brash exterior of others his age.
'Sounds like you're making excuses.'
"You wouldn't find their body." Spider responded to Mirio rather than the voice in her head.
This got him to step back though he didn't seem intimidated in the slightest, instead despite the fact she didn't think it was possible, Mirio's grin grew wider as he turned to walk away, offering her a quick goodbye as he excused himself to make a phone call.
It was a brief yet not unwelcome diversion from getting back to Nighteye's endless stream of paperwork and... tests, he seemed to move on from the topic of her abilities and instead asked about her knowledge on heroes then back again. Needless to say he found her abilities far superior to her knowledge about All Might which was severely lacking, something he set out to fix.
"For the last time, I! DON'T! CARE!" Spider could almost cry from frustration. Sir Nighteye was attempting to convey the importance of All Might's many adventures in his early career just after his time at UA and it was driving her insane.
"If you don't understand the symbol of peace how can you hope to surpass him when you do become a hero?" He asked levelling another one of his intense stares at her.
"I am more powerful than your precious symbol could ever dream of becoming." Spider told him.
"It isn't about being stronger than him, it's about being better than he is. Lighting the way for society and showing them they are safe."
"... Now I get it." Spider chuckled at the thought. "It's not going to happen, my time as the happy hero who always solves everyone's problems, taking their issues on my shoulders just because they need help or deserve better, is over. It always ends the same way." Spider spat the words bitterly.
"So you plan to waste your potential and leave it to someone else because just don't feel like it?" Nighteye was letting his emotions slip through the carefully constructed mask of seriousness.
Spider allowed a deathly calm expression to overtake her features, blinking slowly when she opened her eyes again they looked like dying stars. "It sickens me that everywhere I go there are people like you, not villains plotting to commit some great evil or unleash chaos, no it's always been you. You don't get to decide how I live, you don't have the right to place your selfish desires onto otherwise good people simply because you believe it's the right thing to do. I decide how to use my power and you're going to find a way to deal with it whether it's a waste or not, I don't care because I'm done being controlled by anyone who thinks they know better."
"You're making a mistake-" Nighteye began but was cut off by the Dragonborn's aura suffocating the very air he needed in order to breathe.
"I don't need your approval." She growled. "You can stand on your shiny pedestals glaring at me, throw harsh words of criticism or even take actions countering my own." Spider took a dangerous step forward, her presence filling the room in its entirety. "But the part of me that gave a shit about what people like you think died a long time ago."
A deafening silence deadened the atmosphere in the room. Broken by a quiet buzzing in Spider's pocket. Taking out her phone she saw that she had received a text from Midoriya giving his location and without so much as a glance, Spider teleported herself to her friend.
Appearing in a darkened alleyway in her demonic armour, sans helmet, the sight Spider was greeted with only slightly surprised her. Iida and Midoriya were stood before a most gruesome sight, the hero killer in all his ragged ninja wannabe glory was pinned, upside down to the wall of one of the buildings by several ebony daggers, at least three in each limb and two swords plunged just above his hip bone.
A single, clean horizontal gash along his abdomen allowed whoever was responsible to pull Stain's intestines out and wrap them almost lovingly around the hero killer's neck in a mockery of a scarf, the still hauntingly wide eyes indicating he'd been very much alive when the event occurred.
Blood seeped down the corpse and the side of the wall, pooling on the floor beneath them and growing closer to the young students by the second.
But the best part, was Lucien's signature.
Written in bold letters above his artwork was the calling card of the brotherhood he was forever a part of.
HAIL SITHIS
Midoriya looked deathly pale as he stood next to his friend whose expression was a mystery beneath the metal helmet he wore. Well, 'standing' was kind of a generous term for what the teen was doing, really it was more like barely stopping himself from falling over even as tears streaked down his cheeks.
'It's not Lucien's best work but there's no need to cry about it.' Spider thought as she approached to get a closer look at the body. 'Funny, I thought he was meant to be Asian.' She took in the darker skin tone and broad facial features of the strung up man as loud footfalls echoed off of the cold concrete floor from the mouth of the alley.
Peppermint hair and a blue jumpsuit dashed into view. "Midoriya, you should be more clear when..." Todoroki's voice died in his throat when he looked from his friends to the mangled thing stuck to the wall.
Izuku barely let him take it in as he crashed into the other boy and damn near crushed him in a hug, burying his face in Todoroki's chest and speaking so quickly it was almost incoherent. "I was too late- we- we didn't- he was already- and the blood just won't stop-"
Todoroki had his arms free and didn't seem to know where to put them as he was torn between attempting to comfort the greenette dirtying his costume while pressing so so closely into him, and looking to the mess of what used to be a man. In the end though, he chose to place his warm, left hand gently to the back of Midoriya's head while his cool right hand wrapped around his waist and kept him from shaking too much.
Ignoring her distressed friend for the time being since Todoroki clearly has a handle on things, Spider falls in line with Iida a scant few feet from Stain's freshly slain form.
"Is this not to your satisfaction?" She asks him without taking her eyes off of the corpse.
"I... I don't... Didn't want-"
"Don't lie to me mal qah." (little knight). Spider warned the teen in a knowing voice. "I saw the look in your eyes back in the hospital, when your mother explained the injuries this man inflicted on your brother. I understand the need for revenge."
Iida took a step back, away from the body and from her. "This isn't- I wouldn't do this... I could never..."
Even now Spider remained focused on pained expression marring the hero killer's face. "They say that only the weak take revenge while the strong forgive, for revenge is a road that only leads to more pain and heartbreak before taking a piece of your soul once you've achieved it." The Dovahkiin turned her head and smiled at the youth. "But I think we both know that the strong make those who deserve it pay for their sins personally."
It was the casual acceptance of what was happening in front of them that made Iida's breath catch in his throat. The small smirk playing on Spider's lips as she returned her gaze back to its original focus, eyes scanning the butchered remains appreciatively. That was when he finally caught on that this was what he was so close to becoming, a monster.
Tenya had no idea what the person he could now only tentatively call his friend had been through to make her so... so...
But the fact remains that she was right, he wanted revenge on the hero killer and was willing to go all the way to Hosu for an internship to get it even after Spider promised that her ghostly companion would protect his family from harm. He was on the verge of doing something that had he been caught, he would never have been able to come back from. Maybe that was the point in some twisted way, Spider was showing him what those dark thoughts can turn you into.
And she did so by revealing what those thoughts have made her.
It was a naïve thought process compared to the truth, but if that's how the young man chose to rationalise the Dovahkiin's actions then so be it. At least now Iida has a point of reference, something to remember and compare himself to should he ever feel the way he did again and hopefully... make him force himself to show restraint for fear of becoming like his friend.
There was very little else to do here, so once Todoroki was able to coax Midoriya into walking away along with Iida, Spider was left semi alone with the hero killer until a ghostly figure stepped through the corpse in a theatrical entrance. Apparently not even death could curb Lucien's flare for the dramatic.
The Dragonborn looked at his smiling visage and spoke quietly so the others wouldn't hear. "I can't wait to hear your excuse."
"Whatever do you mean, mistress?" Lucien responded with a slight bow.
"This isn't who I sent you to kill." Her temper was growing short.
"Apologies, I only wished to have some fun before I was sent away." The assassin said mysteriously. "Sithis has whispered in my ear about your intentions to create a new chapter and this, Stain would be the perfect teacher."
Spider thought on it. 'He has managed to kill over a dozen heroes and injure even more into forced retirement... perhaps this isn't the worst choice.' There were pros and cons to a deal like this, on the one hand such skill would be passed to her wards, on the other Spider has heard that this man's ideology is extreme and he might end up passing on some bad habits.
"He awaits your approval." Lucien chimed in again and as if on cue, a body that was propped up behind a few dumpsters fell to the floor with a thump. A man with a very recognisable face due to the near absence of a nose and slightly jutting forehead was laying defenceless in the middle alley wearing nothing but faded white underwear.
It would appear that Lucien stripped him in order to make it seem like he killed Stain, but he had to have known that Spider would figure that out so why... ah, never mind.
The Dovahkiin's hand came alive with greening light and she held it to the corpse which was still pooling blood beneath her feet. In a slow dance of swirls and sparks the man's face and body morphed into a perfect copy of the unconscious hero killer. With that and the outfit, Stain was as good as dead in this world. Finished with one task, Spider turned and teleported the hero killer away in a haze of oblivion flames as well as her ghostly servant. "Make him comfortable." She said before they vanished.
Spider then tore the false Stain free and followed her three classmates out of the alleyway and into the open city, only now did she take not of the sound of explosions and distant screaming. Vague noises of combat played in her ears and the Dragonborn itched to take out her blade.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE BOY!" The three heard someone shout from across the street. Spider saw it appeared to be an old man in a yellow onesie and cape with a black domino mask covering his eyes.
"Midoriya gasped in surprise. "Gran Torino!" The teen yelled back. "I was only-" He was interrupted as the elderly man's foot was stopped inches away from his face by Spider's free hand, the other held tightly onto the hero killer.
"Try that again and I'll show you how your liver tastes, joor." Spider threatened dropping the old pro.
"Ahh, I'm so sorry she said that she's just really protective please don't hold it against her, w-we just saw the hero killer and- and he-." Midoriya begged dropping to his knees and bowing his head.
"Yes I'm so sorry I defended my friend from someone I've never met attempting to attack him." Spider's voice dripped with sarcasm.
"Oh uh right, this is Gran Torino the hero I'm interning with." Midoriya told them. "I don't get it though, how'd you find us?"
"I was told to come here by someone else, but I'm glad you're not dead at least." Gran Torino seemed to have gotten over the shock of having his kick blocked. No sooner had he finished a group of other heroes came rushing around the corner.
There was significant surprise at seeing Spider dragging the slaughtered hero killer like a bag of garbage and the police were immediately notified while the UA students filled the heroes in on what had occurred, they 'found him like that' wasn't very convincing in the pros' eyes.
"So we're just supposed to believe that you had nothing to do with this? I saw you at the sports festival and you're more than capable of it." A female hero asked getting a little too close to the Dragonborn's face during her impromptu interrogation.
"Believe what you will, the truth remains unchanged." Spider replied with steel in her tone, it never ceased to amaze Midoriya how she could stand up to such authority without crumbling from pressure. Or look at a mutilated corpse and not want to throw up.
It looked like an argument was about to break out when Gran Torino suddenly yelled at them. "GET DOWN!"
Out of no where a pale winged Nomu dropped from the sky diving straight for the group, some were able to react in time to move out of the way, others weren't so prepared as the creature's talon like feet grabbed onto their resident green haired teen before lifting itself back into the sky. Or at least it tried to, probably would have made it if the Dovahkiin's gauntleted hand wasn't currently sunk into its lower abdomen using the hip bone as leverage to keep it still.
The Nomu dropped Midoriya out of both surprise and pain, the speed it was going causing Spider's clawed digits to sink deeper into its body as she tightened her grip before smashing it into the side of one of the buildings they were stood just outside of. Wasting no time as the creature settled into the crater it had made in the wall Spider released her hold on its hip in favour of moving towards its head, her hand sinking into the fleshy muscle of its neck before tearing it clean off killing the thing instantly.
Now with the Nomu's head in her possession Spider tossed it over to the hero who was questioning her and delighted in the shriek she'd elicited from the so called pro, at least until an unwanted guest rounded the corner.
"Why are you all standing around like fools? The villain must have flown this way right?" Endeavour asked gruffly, the smell of smoke settling around him as he approached only to stop a little ways away. "Don't tell me that man is..." Of course he'd notice the villain over his kid.
Taking the opportunity for what it was, Spider threw the mutilated body towards the number two hero, as it came skidding to a halt just a few meters from him she raised a wicked finger to point at Endeavour. "Take a good look at your future if you cross me again joor."
In spite of the fact they were fine, the UA students were forced to stay the night at the Hosu General Hospital before being given the all clear in order to monitor their health, honestly the people of this world were such wimps. Unfortunately Spider was kept in a separate room from the others due to gender and although she had half a mind to object she had a nagging feeling that a certain blue haired teen would find it inappropriate and that was one headache she was more than willing to avoid.
Luckily it was only a few hours until morning and that's when the real bullshit started to kick off.
"This is Hosu's chief of police, Kenji Tsuragamae." Gran Torino introduced the four teens to a tall anthropomorphic dog person after Spider was escorted by him, Gran Torino and some other loser in a light blue hero costume into the boys' hospital room. Spider chose to sit on the edge of Midoriya's bed given it was the closest to the door while the teens elected to stand in the police chief's presence.
"So you're the UA students who found the hero killer huh? Woof." The chief asked rhetorically.
"I don't like your tone." Spider replied evenly. She wasn't about to take shit from someone who had months to track this guy down and failed, who the fuck does he think he is?
"Stain has some serious injuries, light burns, multiple contusions, several broken bones as well as the other... more obvious wounds. Right now he's in the hospital morgue being pieced back together. Woof." This new information shocked the teens and it clearly showed on their faces. "Here is a lesson you should have already learned, it's impossible for the police to condone the use of deadly quirks, the only reason pro heroes can use their powers now is because of the strict code of ethics the early heroes chose to abide by. That's why it's against the law for uncertified people to use their quirks to cause injury, whether you were up against the hero killer or not none of you had the authority to harm the villain." The reality was starting to sink in for the four as to where he was going with this. "That's why all of you and your handlers are sure to receive harsh punishments for this gross abuse of your powers."
"Now wait a minute." Todoroki demanded. "We only got to the scene after Stain was killed, we had nothing to do with how he ended up like that. Midoriya could barely stand and none of us had a scratch on us!"
"Okay, lets calm down." Midoriya went to Todoroki's side and placed a reassuring hand on his arm.
"You were the only people to see the hero killer around the time of his death and each of your quirks could explain his injuries easiliy, do you expect me to break the law by ignoring such obvious suspects?" The chief asked accusingly.
"What is the law created for?" Spider threw a curveball getting the attention of everyone in the room. "Because I was under the impression it was made to protect people, am I wrong?"
"Well no but that doesn't-"
"So when the law fails to protect society it is therefor an unjust law and can be ignored in favour of the greater good, that being the protection of the people. Last time I checked that makes my actions entirely legal by your governments point of view." Spider cut the chief of police off. "Either way you are gravely mistaken if you believe you can best me in a legal battle Mr Tsuragamae, first of all you have no clear evidence any of my classmates used their quirks against the hero killer given we have all given our account of the event and the only one who might have contradicted the claims is dead. Secondly it is entirely possible for Stain's injuries to have been caused without the use of our powers and if you think the light burns on his skin will give you sway I'd very much like to see you prove he didn't get those from the person who actually killed him. Thirdly it is entirely the decision of the public prosecutors office in whether or not they take a case to trial and even if we did admit to being there when the man died, they know a losing case when they see one, lack of evidence, underdog defendants only defending themselves against a ruthless killer by any means necessary, ergo letting another one take him out, and an incompetent police force's failure to apprehend said killer (either one) before this situation came to pass."
Silence...
"I dare you to try and make the arrest." Spider added after several moments. 'I do hope no one told him about Lucien, that would be an uncomfortable conversation.'
An uncomfortable growl made its way out of the police chief's throat as he tried to organise his thoughts. "If such an arrest was made it would still tarnish your school career, even if it was only you arrested." He directed his attention to the Dragonborn knowing full well she was the only one he had any circumstantial evidence of attacking the hero killer, even if it was without an obvious quirk.
"And once the embarrassment of a trial is over you won't have a career anymore, I'd call that a fair trade. What do you say joor, do you wish to roll the dice?" Spider's smirk was positively wicked and it stayed long after the dog excused himself to speak with his 'friend' outside along with the other hero 'Manual'.
"Don't look so smug brat, I don't know why you're so knowledgeable of the legal system or the politics involved in going to trial but you got lucky this time, especially considering no one had the guts to tell him about that stunt you pulled with Stain in the middle of the street." Gran Torino berated.
'Okay first of all it's called 'Google' and secondly...' "I like to think of more as an unspoken agreement." Spider responded easily, smirk still present. "Endeavour is a Failure produced by your hero society, all I did was show him what would happen to him if he kept pushing his luck. Mindoraan?" (Understand?).
All in the room felt the blood drain from their faces.
"B-but you wouldn't really do that though... right?" Midoriya timidly inquired.
"I would do a lot worse to keep my friends safe Izuku." Her gaze returned to the old pro. "The decision's yours, do you tell someone and get on my shit list or keep this quiet and save me the trouble."
"... And you joined UA because you want to be a hero." Was all Gran Torino could mutter back.
"I never said I'd be a hero to you." She replied sharply.
That day Spider was able to go back to Sir Nighteye's agency ending up in his office though to say the man was happy to see her again would be a bit of a stretch, the pro surprisingly didn't care that he almost had to face the repercussions of Spider's supposed actions against the hero killer, no he was pissed that she still didn't understand the importance of bringing a smile to the people she saved given that almost everyone around her when she dragged 'Stain' out of the alley now needed therapy.
"So it's my fault they have weak stomachs?" Spider was absolutely done with being the 'good guy' at this point if all it got her was grief because her methods weren't the norm.
"Ms PoisonBlood... the pro hero Candle Light cried when she was shown a picture of you." Sir Nighteye pinched the bridge of his nose underneath his glasses.
"Is that the one I threw the head at?" She inquired.
"Yes... I'm also aware that you did something else when Endeavour appeared on the scene but no one will tell the police exactly what it was. I want you to explain to me why the hero killer is now a glorified pile of mince meat, don't pretend you had nothing to do with it." Sir Nighteye leaned forward in his seat.
"I sent my assassin after him, ate his soul too." Spider told him as she crossed her arms and shifted her stance in silent challenge, he only raised a brow in request for her to continue. She smiled.
Spider had been waiting for this since she started the damnable internship. It wouldn't be overly far from the truth and it will feel so good to make this man question everything he's ever known. "My quirk revolves around my own soul, it allows me to take the souls of others and use the power they provide like eternal batteries. Souls are naturally magical in nature so that's why I can use them cast powerful spells however I can also turn that magical energy they provide into physical strength."
Nighteye was quiet for a moment before responding. "Magic hmm?" He muttered under his breath. "How many souls do you have inside of your own?"
"Human souls? Or do you want the grand total?" Spider decided to conjure her own chair since apparently Sir Nighteye was still too cheap to get another for his office.
"Both." He answered evenly.
"Two million." She said quietly looking to the side at one of the hideous All Might posters. "Close to eight million in total."
"... How old are you?" Sir Nighteye asked the smart questions she saw.
Spider smiled returning her gaze back to his. "Old enough to be considered ancient, how did you know?"
"Eight million people don't just disappear in such a short time that your appearance would have me believe... that also means you don't have a quirk at all." His eyes sharpened, honing in on any tell the Dovahkiin may give away.
"Clever but can you be sure? While recorded history has quirks appearing in the last several generations would you be surprised to know that this isn't the first time they've manifested?" She was about to weave her most tangled web of lies ever Mephala help her.
Sir Nighteye drew closer. "Explain." He demanded despite previously being curious why she would only now enrol into a high school, this was more pressing.
"You have myths of Hercules with the strength of a god, of Poseidon who can control the sea, Zeus with his lightning and even Medusa, her hair made of snakes and a gaze that turns mortals to stone." Spider was positively grinning at the realisation dawning on Sir Nighteye's face. 'I am so glad most of these new worlds share the same basic myths and legends.' She thought gratefully. "Did you really believe Midas's golden touch was a curse from the gods? Or that Achilles was just an invulnerable man, perhaps it was easier for you to think Thanatos didn't have the power of death at his fingertips."
"This- this changes everything we previously thought about quirks, but... what happened to them?" Nighteye was obviously very invested in this.
"What always happens, the quirks grew too strong for you to handle so they regressed back into the genes growing weaker and weaker with each generation until they were ready to reawaken. You know now that they wouldn't kill their host once manifested."
"So eventually... quirks will become a thing of the past." Sir Nighteye stood and began to pace as he mulled over the tidal wave of information he had been given. Suddenly he stopped, his head whipped back to look at the Dragonborn who was currently sat with her legs crossed scrolling through her phone which she definitely didn't have on her a second ago.
"You said 'too strong for you to handle' so what does that make you?" He eyed Spider suspiciously.
"Given the nature of my quirk and the changes it's forced me to undertake I doubt I can be considered human anymore." She answered, a trace of sadness in her voice.
Sir Nighteye didn't stop to ask he just returned to his pacing before telling her one last thing. "Your internship has been cut short, I need time to think on what you've told me and what I should do with this information."
"Do what you will." Spider responded as she stood up and made her way to the door, stopping just short of leaving to say goodbye. "I genuinely hope I never see you again."
Terribly sorry for the long wait but it's funny idea time again
*In a world where Tamaki has slightly more confidence*
Spider: Well fuck me if I'm wrong but-
Tamaki from across the room: You're wrong!
Spider: ...Excuse me?
Tamaki, now moving into her personal space: You. Are. Wrong.