"…and then Mr. Aizawa then decides that we could do with a little bit of combat training. But not with our quirks. Instead we were supposed to fight quirkless while our opponent has one hand tied behind their back." Hagakure remarked with a combination of horror and amusement.

"That certainly is… unorthodox…but was there a reason why he would have you do that?", Midoriya asked with a raised eyebrow.

"He said it was to prepare us for a possible scenario where a villain would have an unfair advantage against us." Hagakure said while letting out a bout of laughter.

The blue haired teen joined the invisible girl in laughing at the sheer ridiculousness and genius behind her homeroom teacher's methods.

It had been nearly two months since the two teenagers had become friends, and their friendship had grown stronger as a result. For Hagakure, Midoriya was the only person in which she really could act as something beyond the bubbly persona she had adopted when the reality of her quirk had finally reared its head. It was a friendship that she greatly treasured and wanted to keep no matter what, even if that meant losing her friendships at UA. Midoriya on the other hand was a bit hesitant at first about the relationship, but he would eventually warm up to invisible girl in the same way she did to him. It started it out with the two texting each other in those first few weeks, but eventually Hagakure buttered Midoriya up enough for the two to hang out together. From that first hangout day, the friendship had blossomed to the point in which the two teens were nearly inseparable. It wasn't all that perfect, however. Hagakure was still a hero student and couldn't always hang out because of the physical and mental demands of the hero course. Midoriya was not as busy as Hagakure but took his job as a night guard rather seriously, and because of the nature of his schedule; he was usually working from 11 pm to 6 am five days a week. So as a result, the blue haired teen spent most of his time sleeping during the day and had to prep himself in advance for their outings together. Even still, he still decided to stay up long enough to meet Hagakure everyday at the train station, and to walk with her to the gates of UA. At first the invisible girl tried to get the blue haired boy to just go home and sleep, but he was as stubborn as a mule and was very adamant that an extra hour of being awake wouldn't hurt him if it meant he got to spend time with his only friend. Hagakure was rather touched by the reason why Midoriya walked to school with her and decided to just the blue haired boy have his way. She would eventually grew to love and look forward to those walks to school along with the tired face that greeted her in those mornings in the station. It allowed the two have their usual conversations, but without the medium of the cell phones to hinder or slow down their talks.

"I really shouldn't be laughing at Mr. Aizawa. Not only is he the weirdest teacher I have ever had, but he is also the toughest one that I have ever had.", Hagakure said with a slight shiver, "If he heard me say all that, I think I would be lucky to not be expelled or worst; be put in remedial classes."

Midoriya let out a small chuckle, "It's okay Tooru-san, I understand you completely.", Midoriya paused for a moment before he himself shivered, "My supervisor said that I would need to take some self-defense classes in order to handle certain situations that could happen, so you know that I…"

"Won't get hurt?" finished the invisible girl

"That and so I can't sue the company for any damages I could get on the job.", Midoriya added, "But the people that they recommended were a bit…. unorthodox and eccentric to say the least."

"They couldn't be as bad as Mr. Aizawa, right? Right?" Hagakure said with concern.

Izuku felt the sensation of being roughly shaken by a pair of strong hands. Strange. He could've sworn that he had just gone to bed after a night of patrolling. But he didn't feel his bed sheets or his Fatgum themed pillow, instead he felt grass? Was he dreaming? Or had that villain with the dream quirk escaped prison in America to begin a reign of terror in Japan? Or maybe…

"Oi! Oi! Wake up blueberry boy! Wake up!" shouted a loud and accented voice.

The blue eyes of the vigilante shot open while he simultaneously jerked himself upright into a sitting position. It turns out that, yet another bizarre event had occurred in Izuku's life thanks to a certain mermaid. He was on a small island set adrift in an ocean that was as still as the surface of a mirror with a thin fog enveloping the piece of land. The island itself was almost bare, with only a few large rocks and trees sticking out of its almost blank landscape. There was only two structures on the small landmass that Izuku could see, a small homely cottage that was only a short walk away and the outline of a lighthouse that looked like it belonged in the classical era of human history farther in the distance. A quick look at the sky revealed the familiar cluster of swirling celestial bodies that belonged in Marris' world, but more towards the rim of the swirling galaxy rather than the center.

However, a loud cough interrupted his gaze at the landscape and drew his attention to origin of the sound. Izuku's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates at scene in front of him. There were three people in front of Izuku. One was a man dressed as a soldier from a pre-quirk era war, squatting and sporting a familiar octopus' badge. Another was large man sitting on a rock who was dressed in a patchwork of armor that was decorated with charms depicting marine animals, mostly eels, and runes that were painted with blue dye. The final person was a kneeling woman who was wearing a white shawl with beaded necklace that had a wooden medallion. Inside the medallion was the carved picture of a crab with a crucifix at its center. Izuku would have to be blind to not recognize his predecessors, but unlike his previous interactions with them, he could actually see their faces.

Octopus had a rather plain face with his most noticeable features being his shaven head and the five o'clock shadow that only slightly darkened his pale face. Eel's face was that of a seasoned veteran that was covered with long greying hair and beard that gave made appear as a warrior sage. Crab's face was like unblemished porcelain with many sharp angles to her facial features and combined with fact that her hair being braided into a tight bun; it quite simply made her look as regal and scary as an eagle.

Before Izuku could say or do anything, Octopus spoke up, "We heard from the old lady that you needed to learn how to fight." The man said with a crisp Australian accent that dripped with an excited and menacing tone, "We also heard that you seem to be in possession of some things that belonged to each of us? Would you care to explain that, blueberry boy?"

Izuku did not like where this was going.

From the rather shell-shocked look that Midoriya was sporting, Hagakure guessed that Midoriya's self-defense teachers were clearly just as bad if not worse than Mr. Aizawa.

"You really seem to love your job if you are willing to be sent to boot camp for it.", Hagakure casually remarked.

Midoriya perked up and gave a small smile, "I really do love it, more than anything to be honest."

There was pride in Midoriya's voice when he said that, and it made Hagakure happy that he was happy. When she had first met Midoriya, he was cheerful albeit with some jumpiness that reminded Hagakure of a mouse. Yet, years of being invisible had taught Hagakure to be exceptionally observant of other people and their body language. With Midoriya it was rather easy to see that he was hiding something just below the surface. If the way his smiles and tones seemed a bit forced were any indication. Especially when heroes or school was brought up in front him, and like the concerned friend that she was, Hagakure decided to dig into the subject.

"I know this might rub you the wrong way, Midori. But weren't you trying for the Hero Course? Did something happen at home or something that stopped you from attending?" Hagakure bluntly stated.

The invisible girl immediately regretted pushing too much into the taboo subject because Midoriya's happy expression vanished. In its place was a face that bordered despair, but something beneath Midoriya steeled, and it too vanished. Midoriya, now sporting a neutral expression with a weak smile, and put his hand on Hagakure's shoulder. She doesn't know if it was to comfort her or himself.

"I-I guess there is no point in avoiding it anymore, and I suppose you would eventually ask. It's long story, and I guess you also deserve to know it as well.", Midoriya said with resignation., "But I am afraid its going to have to wait."

"What?! I thought you said you were going to tell me the story?" Hagakure asked in a panic.

Midoriya chuckled, "Oh, I-I am going to tell you Hagakure-san, It's just…". The blue haired teen pointed to something out of the girl's view. Hagakure looked to what he was pointing at, and only to see the gates of UA High right in front of them.

"If I am also not mistaken, then you have only a few minutes before class starts." Midoriya said whilst pointing at his wrist.

The invisible girl stole a glance at her phone, and sure enough, there was only a few minutes before the first bell would ring. She was going to be late if she didn't hurry up, but she couldn't squish down that nagging feeling that she had, and instinct told her that she shouldn't let this escape.

"I am just worried about you Midori. I just noticed how you seem to freeze up or try to change the subject when heroes are mentioned, and I remembered that I saw you at the exam. So, I just…I am sorry. I shouldn't have…", The invisible girl said dejectedly while looking down.

"Thank you." Said the weary voice of Midoriya

"Huh!?"

"It's just that…very few people really cared enough to try to see what was bothering me before. They would usually just ignore me and not care if I did bring anything up. The fact that you are concerned for me…is just something I never expected anyone to do. I am…I am so happy that you care.", Midoriya said with a smile, "You are a better friend that I could ask for, Hagakure-san. So, thank you for being my… best friend."

The invisible girl felt the anxiety lift away from her body and a warm and rosy feeling emerged instead. She smiled back at the only person who could not only see her but also the first true friend she had in years.

"J-Just, promise me that you will wait here after school ends, so we can go to that park so you can tell me." Hagakure asked meekly.

Midoriya flashed a smile worthy of All Might's, "I promise…"

Hagakure was mindlessly glancing out of the small window of the bus in which she and her classmates were in. Class 1-A was doing their usual group conversations while they waited to get to their destination, and while Hagakure was usually a participate in these conservations she was not really invested in this one. Said conservation was about how flashy and cool the quirks that were in their class, it was a rather sore subject in the mind of the invisible girl. So, she was inclined to sit this one out, even if she had to endure a boring ride to their Heroics Class. Yet, it seemed she wasn't the only one who shared the same sentiment. A pink girl with horns and black sclera was sporting a bored look as well, and in her boredom stole a glance at the floating gloves that was Hagakure. Mina Ashido was about as interested in quirks as the next girl, but what really interested a girl like Mina was gossip. And after catching her friend with an unknown boy earlier this morning, she knew exactly who was going to be her source of entertainment. The pink girl flashed a wicked smile at the unsuspecting Hagakure.

"So Tooru, why didn't you tell me?", Mina said with feigned confusion loud enough for the others to hear, "I thought we were besties, and I thought you would at least tell me first?"

The gloves moved away from their previous position to above the bus seat.

"Tell you what, Mina?" the invisible girl said in confusion.

Mina's toothy smile grew larger, "That you had gone and gotten yourself a boyfriend."

Suddenly the bus grew eerily quiet with the eyes of nearly every student zoned in on the two girls. The exception being Bakugou, who was utterly disinterested in anything that wasn't fighting, Mineta, who was heavily invested in something on his phone, and Todoroki, who wasn't very social in the class to begin with. Then like an explosion, the voices of many students came crashing in all at once.

"Hagakure-san relationships are against UA school policy, they interfere with academics and your duties as a hero student", scolded 1-A's residential air chopper.

"Is he as handsome as Moi, Mademoiselle Hagakure?", Asked 1-A's prettyboy with a twinkle in his eyes.

"This is just like one of the classics, Jane Eyre, I think. Despite having a quirk that turned you invisible, he chose to be with you Hagakure-san, it's so romantic." Said 1-A's 3d printer with watery eyes.

"Uh, guys. I think you are making her uncomfortable, Kero.", A voice of reason emerged from the chaos.

Hagakure herself was embarrassed beyond belief with what had just occurred, and if not for her quirk she would have been redder than a Russian flag. But the frantic movement of a pair of white gloves was more than enough to show that she was flustered, and the incoherent stream of words did not help her case. To add even more to her misery, Mina had decided to put her two cents in once again.

"You guys should've seen him, he looked like a blueberry with the cutest little freckles.", the pink girl said matter-of-factly, "So, Tooru quit stalling and tell us about your boyfriend! I want to know all the details, especially when you two decided to share a kiss."

If Hagakure was red before, she was crimson now with all the blood in her body rushing to her unseen face. She was stammering like Midoriya himself with only being able to muster a few meaningless words at a time. When she thought that she was going to die from embarrassment, rescue came from an unlikely source.

"Hey, can you guys stop with that anime relationship nonsense, and could we actually talk about something cool for once.", complained a boy with grape hair.

The group of students of turned to see that Mineta Minoru, Class 1-A's residential pervert, was the one that had actually spoken up taking all attention away from Tooru.

With a confident smile completely devoid of his usual lecherousness, Mineta raised his cell phone up and revealed the contents of what he was so invested into the class. Many of his classmates had expected it to be something along the lines of his usual antics with some image of a heroine that was of dubious content. But that was not the case with this instance. Instead there was an image that was of poor quality and grainy, like it had been taken from a security camera. In this photo was a figure that was either dressed in baggy white clothes or had a body that was bulky and white as snow.

"You guys have to check this out because this was coolest thing since All Might stopped that skyscraper from falling.", Mineta said with enthusiasm, "Musutafu had gotten a new vigilante roaming the streets, but that's not even the best part! This guy appears to have multiple quirks!"

Mineta was given a disbelieving look from all of his classmates. A bead of sweat rolled down from his purple hair.

"Here let me send you the link!", said the grape boy.

Mineta proceeded to quickly type of the link to the hero website before anyone could protest or argue, and a resounding number of dinks echoed in the bus as a result. With the exception of Bakugou and Todoroki, everyone stopped and looked at their phone.

Tooru was surprised to see that Mineta wasn't lying at all, and the link he sent was in fact part of a night owl section of the everyday Hero News, one that was typically reserved for information about villains both past and present. In link was a lengthy article detailing feats and sightings of the Musutafu vigilante, that ended with a short 30 second video. Hagakure looked and saw that everyone one was actually reading the article or watching the video.

"Well, when in Rome do as the Romans do. I guess." The invisible girl thought to herself as she bit the bullet and watched the video.

The silent security footage showed what was clearly a villain stuffing several wads of cash into his jacket as he hastily tried to escape through an alleyway. Then, the villain suddenly stopped a turned his back in the direction he was coming from, before he flew back and hit the ground like he had been punched with some massive and unseen force. Sparks of electricity could be seen dancing at his legs and feet when the camera caught view of the front of his body as he laid on his back. The air where the villain had stopped at simmered briefly before the white figure in the picture appeared out of thin air. The white figure moved towards the fallen villain, and knelt down at him, while sparks of electricity danced all around his body like a protective shell. Suddenly the figure's head shot up at something unseen. Then a mysterious slime-like liquid emerged from underneath the figure and moved quickly around him like a snake coiling around a rabbit. When the vigilante was completely enveloped, the ball of liquid then shrinks in on itself until it completely disappeared. Not a second later, a police officer and a nighttime hero ran unto the scene causing the footage to end.

For the first time ever, Hagakure was impressed by something that was brought up by Mineta. A vigilante with multiple quirks, and that was without the almost supernatural way he seemed know where the villain was. Or the fact that this guy does in fact have multiple quirks, at least three by the looks of it. Her classmates also seemed to share the same sentiment, based on the way they were talking about it, a conversation of awe and fear was going on.

"Whoa! I never even thought having multiple quirks was possible. I wonder how it works like that?"

"It's looks like he has a warping quirk. That's extremely rare even if one were to look at the global statistics."

"Damn, imagine having to fight against someone like that, you probably have no chance unless you put together a team of heroes that can counter each of the quirks."

"The most troubling aspect of this vigilante is not the multitude of the unholy powers in his grasp. I fear that it is that wicked shade of darkness that follows that hunter of the night, like spirit of evil.", said a bird headed boy in an edgy voice.

Everyone looked at Tokoyami like he had grown a second head.

"What do you mean, Tokoyami-san?", Uraraka Ochaco asked with concerned curiosity.

"There is something surrounding the aura of figure, something dark and mysterious.", Tokoyami said stoically, "His shadow appears to be similar in the same way Dark Shadow is connected with me, but he is possessed by something that makes my Eldritch Shadow quiver in fear. Do none of you see it?"

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Tokoyami sighed when everyone stared at him blankly. "Yaoyorozu-san, a pencil and paper if you please."

"Oh, of course Tokoyami-san." Yaoyorozu said realizing what he was requesting.

Once he was given the requested items, Tokoyami held the paper against a solid surface and called out Dark Shadow, whom he gave the pencil. To the surprise of everyone the bird made of darkness started to draw on the paper. After only a minute of scribbling, Dark Shadow had finished his piece of art. Tokoyami would stare at the image briefly before passing it to his peers.

Each student had a varying reaction to the image, some gasped in either fear or surprise, some remained stone faced or disbelieving, others were perplexed or curious. When it was Hagakure's turn with the drawing, she did not know what to make of the crude picture in front of her.

The entire paper was hastily and roughly scribbled by the pencil, leaving it completely black save for a singular circle of white in the center. In the center of the circle was an object that appeared to be a head, but one that generally shaped like the masks seen at stage play. In the place of a face expressing laughter and crying was a hug pair of bulbous almond shaped eyes that were as black as the pencil could allow. There was no mouth or nose, only a pair of slits that made it look like the thing had six eyes instead of two. The final feature of the drawing was a mass of tentacles that were located in a manner that indicated it was hair, each one appeared to be squirming and writhing before her eyes.

A strange silence overcame the invisible girl as she stared at Tokoyami's crude drawing of the supposed shadow that followed the vigilante. The longer she stared at the drawing the more she began to experience some sort of connection that she had no right to have. The first of these connections' stems from the fact that she could feel the power radiating from the crude drawing, much in a similar one can feel the presence of a large and toothy animal. Despite having a literal depiction right in front of her, she also could not understand why it was there, it was like deep down she subconsciously knew it didn't belong there. The worst of these, however, was the fact that the thing that Tokoyami drew seemed so familiar to her. She didn't know why but it was like she had some deeper and more personal connection to the creature or quirk or whatever it was. As the invisible girl continued to stare at the drawing, the more she felt at ease with a warm rosy feeling in her chest, the same way she felt when around…

Before the hero-in-training could finish her train of thoughts, something completely impossible happened to the drawing, something that shouldn't be possible. The 'head' of the sketch moved slightly from its original location and stared back at the invisible girl. Hagakure's unseen eyes grew wide as she somehow forgot to breathe.

"Thatisntpossiblethatisntpossible!", her thoughts told her, "IamseeingthingsIamseeingthings!"

Then the drawing, as if it had heard her say all those things out loud, winked at the invisible and turned its four slits into a mouth full of teeth that was blaring a friendly smile at Hagakure.

Hagakure quickly closed her eyes and shook her head and looked back at the drawing. It was once again completely unaltered from how she originally saw it. Before she could voice what she thought she saw, a particular comment made everyone focus their attention on something else.

"Hey Bakugou, you really need to see this picture. It's one of the most wildest things I have ever seen, and could you imagine what the actual guy with this is like", said Kaminari in the background.

The explosive turned away from looking outside the bus window and unto the group of students. His face had turned into the scowl that they were all too familiar with, but this one was laced with venom.

"And why would care about Bird Brain's shitty drawing, all this bullshit about a punk with multiple quirks with an spooky ghost following him sounds like a waste of time.", Bakugou ranted.

"I dunno man, this guy seems like he could take on our entire class with one arm tied behind his back.", Kaminari said with hint of nervousness, "If this article is anything to go by, he seems to be cleaning up the streets better than the usual nighttime heroes."

The explosive teen looked as if someone how wrote a Philippic about his worth as a hero with Kaminari's remark. Causing his usual frown to deepen and his expression to sour. Yet, Bakugou wouldn't be Bakugou without his trademark ability to bounce back from any setback. The blonde teen's brows furrowed, and his expression became neutral as a teen with anger issues could.

A loud snort emerged from the blonde, "Whatever, if some wannabe thinks he can do a hero's job better than they can, then they got another thing coming.", the spiky blonde leaned forward to snatch the drawing out of the hands of Tooru, "If that fucker thinks…just…quirks…huh?!"

Bakugou had a reputation for being rather explosive in the same way as his quirk, this made him one of the more arrogant and hostile members of 1-A. However, it could not be understated that Bakugou does not back down or lose heart at anything thrown his way. Which makes more surprising that he turned pale and froze up at the image he himself had taken. In fact, Bakugou wasn't showing fear, he was showing absolute terror on his face. The explosive teen jerked his hand away from the paper, as if it had burned him, letting it fall to the floor of the bus. He looked at his classmates with a clenched jaw and red eyes that betrayed the terror within him.

"Take this damn thing away from me, and don't show it to me again!" Bakugou said in a low and shaky voice. "I'll kill the bastard who even dares to pick it up again!"

The entirety of Class 1-A blinked. If Bakugou was afraid of something, then it was much more serious than anyone could imagine. However, anymore thoughts or ideas on the subject were interrupted by the voice of their homeroom teacher.

"We are here.", Mr. Aizawa said in his usual dead tone, "If you have time to gossip, then I suggest you get your priorities straight unless you all want remedial night classes."

With that threat hanging over their head, the hero students quickly moved out of the bus and avoid the ire of their teacher. Hagakure purposely hanged back to be the last one out the bus and stole one last glance at the discarded drawing on the floor. But all she was met was a blank piece of paper with its occupant completely vanished from his white prison. She didn't know why, but the knowledge of the image's disappearance put the invisible girl at ease.

Hey my readers here I am with another chapter. I just want to thank you guys for the support of this story and support given to "Mechanicus" as well. Anyways look forward to next chapter because the USJ Incident begins now, so hold onto your butts for that one. I hope you guys enjoyed this week's chapter and be sure to give me those reviews if you got something on your mind. It lets me improve or fix anything that I missed initally. Anyways see you guys next time.