Well, can't say you guys disappointed with your reaction XD I LOVED IT! And to clear away any lingering doubts... Yep, Muscular's dead. Definitely. Completely. That guy ain't coming back, not even with a magic lamp. Now we're on chapter 28. Tatsumaki fans should love this one. There will be a bit of time jumping, but you should not get too confused. And if you do, PM me, and we'll discuss it XD Time for guest reviews!

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What's wrong with Mirio and Tamaki being together? Honestly, though, a bit of a story behind this: my causing found out I'm writing this and asked for this pairing. I saw no harm in it, so I indulged her.

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I OWN NOTHING! I'M BUT A HOBO THAT SNEAKS INTO THE LIBRARY AND WAISTS TIME WRITING THIS INSTEAD OF WATCHING PORN!

"Hey there!" -regular dialogue
"Who is this guy again?" -inner thoughts
"I AM HERE!" -All Might muscle form
"Time limit is nearing!" -All Might muscle form inner thoughts

This chapter was beta read by Marethyu. Thank you for your awesome work!


NIGHT TIME, THIRD DAY OF TRAINING CAMP

The villain's grin was still bearing down on him, despite the remaining eye appearing devoid of life. It seemed that he would move any second now, continue his mad charge, ready to turn him into nothing more than paste. Yet, he did not.

What prevented him was the blood-soaked fist, peering out of the other side of the villain's chest. The splash barely missed Kota, yet a drop still landed on his shin. He quickly used his quirk to rinse it away, yet he could still feel it, despite it being scrubbed into the ground.

The sound of splashing water seemed to jolt the hero trainee out of whatever funk he was in. He slowly pulled his arm out, and Kota covered his ears to ignore the sounds the body was making. Once the arm was out, Kota could see the blank face of his savior. And it scared him even more than the body.

The bloodied student tried approaching him. And he scrambled to get as far away as he could. That stopped him, as he stood still, the one unbloodied hand still reaching out towards him. A second that felt like hours, only silence between them. Then the student turned around, to look at the body.

"Run, Kota."

"W-w-wha-"

"Run. As fast as you can. Straight to the cabin. Teachers will take care of you. Run, kiddo. RUN!"

Kota's legs suddenly found the strength to lift him up and sent him into a mad dash towards the lodgings, where he knew he could find safety, at least until his aunt came back. Adults were there, adults can protect him.

He steadily ignored the thought that an adult was the one who attacked him. And that a student was the one who saved him. He kept running and running, until he collided with a wall of lean muscles, that smelt like juice pouches and cats. And he knew he was safe.


Aizawa saw the flames. He left Vlad in charge, and rushed outside, only to dodge a stream of azure flames, so hot he was already sweating and found it hard to breathe. But that didn't stop him from peering through the fire, to see his attacker, and deprive him of his greatest weapon.

"As expected from a pro, dodging that was no problem. How about this?" As the last embers died down, Dabi pointed his palm at Eraser. But nothing happened.

The pro already sent out his capture weapon, binding the villain, before falling down from his spot, and kneeing him in the face. One foot on the ground, he gave his scarf a tug that spun the villain, disorienting him, and giving the heroes a chance to pin him down on his front.

"Your objectives, numbers, and positions. Start talking."

"To capture black, yellow, and green player, full party, and strategic. Happy enough?"

He was not. With a snap, an arm was broken.

"Any more mouthing off and your other arm goes as well. Let's be reasonable about this."

"Damn, that's hardcore. Not getting enough sleep, teach?"

Right arm popped gruesomely. Eraser was not playing around. Suddenly several things happened at the same time. Some students from his class ran to the cabin. The sky was illuminated by an orange pillar of flames. And a portion of the cliff near the cabin came crumbling down in a small avalanche.

This gave the villain a window of opportunity. He shook off Eraser and managed to stand up. But with so much damage Dabi clone knew he wouldn't last much longer. Still, clone or not, Dabi was someone who had to have the last word.

"So caring to the students. Being a teach at U.A must be one happy job. But, I wonder…"

The pro and the students watched as the villain began dissolving into goo.

"...Do you have what it takes to protect all of them, hero?"

Aizawa pulled back his capture weapon and cleaned it of whatever substance the thing was made of. Students were panicking, but he managed to direct them inside, with Tenya in charge to get them all to Vlad.

Eraser himself took off into the woods until he collided with Mandalay's kid, who had tears and snot dripping down his face. He also shook terribly, and one look into those young eyes told him he saw something no kid should ever see, let alone this one.

This was no time for words, this was time for a hug, and the kid took it, and clung on for dear life. Eraser looked around, worried someone might have chased the kid. But all he saw in the distance was Midoriya, looking at him blankly. He then began mouthing a message.

"They are after Bakugou. I will deal with this. Take Kota to safety."

Midoriya then took off in the woods again, appearing to drag something behind him. It was too dark for Aizawa to see, but he had a bad feeling about it. Still, the kid could not be abandoned, so he reluctantly turned back towards the cottage, and moved the child to cling to his back.

The child meanwhile stopped sobbing and began muttering, repeating the same sentence over and over.

"He's gone... He's gone... He's gone..."


Momo and a boy from 1.B were sneaking through the woods as carefully as they could while carrying an unconscious person each. Awase offered to carry Jiro as well, but Momo could not trust anyone else with her girlfriend.

They thought it to be a good idea to sneak past the pathway of the now epically failed Test of Courage and follow the cliffs to the lodgings. Only for a good portion of that cliff to suddenly start dropping down on them.

They got away, surprisingly scot-free, and decided to risk it on the path anyway, ready to hide in the bushes at any moment.

That's when they found an incapacitated villain. It was a girl, the same age as them, but quite obviously stuck to the ground, something that appeared to be Mineta's work if her cursing over purple midgets was any indication.

But before they could decide on interrogating or avoiding her, someone beat them to it. It was Izuku Midoriya. He stepped out of the woods, missing a right sleeve of his hoodie, and dragging behind him a villain. He took one look at the girl to the ground, with his blank face, and spoke...


"Hello, nurse."

Toga was ecstatic. Here he stood, in all his glory. All that was missing now was a bloody shower. His or otherwise.

"Oh, you remember the little old me? This makes me feel so many wonderful things inside!" She tried wiggling her hips suggestively, but he would not budge. It seems a new tactic was required.

"I wish to speak to your leader." Now that was interesting.

"Why?"

"I want to bargain."

Toga started laughing. But then she realized he was serious.

"We're not gonna stop just because you captured one of us, you know? And there's no way you can catch us all!"

"I don't plan to catch you."

"Ohhh? Then please tell me. What do you plan to do to us? Better yet, what do you plan to do… To me?"

Still no reaction. But as he dragged Muscular to the front, and raised him by his hair, even Toga in her horny/trigger-happy state found herself lost for words.

"If your leader refuses to talk to me, this is what awaits you, and every villain in this forest."

He held the body high. And Toga saw it. The lifeless look in the eye. A small dribble of blood from the still grinning lips. The beam of moonlight passing through the hole in his chest, looking just the right size for a fist.

This was getting better and better! Her legs started to unconsciously rub together, as a heavy blush covered her pale cheeks.

"I'm gonna need my arm free. The rest you can leave tied down. I like it more that way." She shot him a seductive look, which went ignored completely, in favor of prying her left arm off the ground. Her favorite sweater now had several holes on it.

"Thanks." In a flash, a knife flew from her sleeve into her awaiting hand, and she slashed wildly across his face. All it did was snap against his impervious skin.

"Not gonna work. Your leader. Now."

"Alright, alright, sheesh. Can't even let me have a bit of fun, can you?". She pressed the transmitter in her ear.

"Alucard to Azula. Green player found. Mr. Incredible KIA. The green player wants to parley."

"Roger, Alucard. Bring him in."

"He'll meet with you. I'll take you there."

"Thanks awfully."

She was grabbed by the front of her shirt, and plucked off the ground, tearing some more holes in her clothes, as well as taking one or two of the purple balls with her. Her 'blood pack', as she lovingly called the container in which she collected blood sadly stayed glued to the ground. Not that she really noticed in her state, too busy pressing herself into the hunks muscular back, and imagining it being torn, shredded and bleeding.

"What direction?"

Toga pointed the way with one hand while trying to slice his main artery with the other. She was woefully unprepared for the speed they took off with.


Momo removed her hand from Azawe's mouth, allowing him to finally start hyperventilating before he threw up in a bush. She let him gather his breath, as well as create a small towel for him to wipe his mouth with.

"What the fuck… WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!"

"Awase-san, I…"

"No. No. NO! You've seen that! That guy was dead! Your guy killed him in cold blood! And now he's negotiating with the villains! WHAT THE ACTUAL FU-"

A sharp slap knocked his head to the side. As he looked, astonished, and a little bit hurt to Yaoyorozu, he noticed tears in the corner of her eyes, and he noticed she was also short of breath.

"We will figure this out LATER. Right now we need to get to the cabin, We need to get Komori and Jiro to safety."

He gave a grim, but detriment nod and they continued their track towards the cabin. But as they were walking Momo quietly combated the feeling of dread, that settled in her gut. She doubted there was anything the villains could do to injure Midoriya. But could they persuade him? She kept his secret for a long time, only telling the principal, and never bringing the sensitive subject up.

Maybe that was a mistake. Midoriya always exuded the aura of power, and he was easily the strongest in the class, even if no one would admit it out loud. But, what about his mind, the only of the bunch that could give her a run for her money in academics… That was a whole other matter. But suddenly she bumped into Awase, who stood, frozen still.

"Damn! That's some hot babe you got there kid. Get that jailbait away from me, punk!"


Dabi was waiting, calm and collected. But on the inside, he was a bit worried. With Muscular dead, and Moonfish not responding they lost their cover in case something went wrong. Those two on their own could hold off a police department AND the heroes, while the rest made hasty retreats. But, if they got taken out…

That train of thought remained unfinished, as suddenly a gust of wind blew straight at his face. And he was not alone anymore. Toga was unceremoniously tossed at his feet, whining about rough treatment, while... furiously rubbing her thighs together? Yea, he was not ready to unpack that yet.

"So, you came to bargain. What is your proposal?"

The green-haired kid just raised Muscular's corpse in the air. Dabi noted the lack of one sleeve, while he examined the deadman. But suddenly, all pieces fell in place. Coming to 'bargain'. One sleeve missing. And a perfectly fist-sized hole.

"You did not come to bargain. You came to threaten us."

"No, I've come to bargain. And it's an offer you can't refuse." The boy let the body drop to the ground while peering his blank gaze straight at him.

"Call off the attack, and leave."

"Not much in it for us, is there?"

"Your lives. And myself."

"Ahh. So you're making a 'noble sacrifice'."

"No."

"What are you doing then, oh hero?."

"I'm the only one who can get you to leave. On your feet, or in a body bag, that choice is entirely up to you."

At least the boy did not waste any time. But still. Dabi gazed deep into those green eyes of his, trying to discern how much of the threat was real. But what he found was a blank stare, making even him nervous. He could not get a read on the kid. And that made his threat that much more dangerous.

"Alright then. You win, kid."

Just as Dabi contemplated offering a handshake to cement it, a series of explosions resounded through the air, and in the clearing landed Bakugou, Shoji, and Todoroki, all on top of an unconscious person in a mask and a tophat.

"pant Fucking pant caught you, you piece of shit!" Dabi was at an impasse. One of their main objectives was right there, sitting on the ground! The other was still standing next to the corpse of his teammate. Maybe if he called Kurogiri, they could-

A shiver passed over the clearing. And as they all looked towards the source, they saw the blank eyes of Izuku Midoriya. Eyes that promised death. Dabi couldn't talk for the rest of the team, but he was not ready to die yet. He still had to do one thing before he went up in flames.

"Kurogiri, extraction, NOW."

As he spoke a purple misty portal opened behind him. He looked towards the U.A students, still wary of their own classmate. The blond however looked damn right pissed.

"Oi, Deku! What are you doing with this bunch? Why didn't you beat them up?!" Izuku stood silent, not responding.

"Answer me, nerd! Why aren't you fighting?! You are strong enough to murder these losers!" as the blond's words left his mouth, he suddenly stopped raging. He stood perfectly still, looking straight at Midoriya.

"Is that your plan? You dumb fuck?! YOU PLAN TO GIVE UP?! JUST GO WITH THEM? DO YOU THINK YOU'RE SO HIGH ABOVE US?! THAT WE NEED TO BE SAVED BY YOU?!"

"Yes." That response sent the blond sputtering. But before anyone could say anymore, a purple portal opened up, and swallow the tophat villain, and another had enveloped Muscular's corpse. Dabi decided to speak out.

"It's time to go, green."

Izuku nodded and stepped towards the portal. But someone stepped in his way. It was the person Dabi least wanted to see, Shoto.

"Midoriya. Is going with them what YOU want?"

But the green did not halt his step for a second. As he passed his brother, he pressed a finger on his rib. Shoto understood the gesture, whatever it meant, and moved out of the way. But blondie was not done.

"WE'RE COMING TO GET YOU! YOU HEARD THAT, NERD?! YOU DON'T GET TO PLAY HERO WHEN YOU'RE A BRAT LIKE THE REST OF US! I'M GONNA BE THE HERO! AND I'M GONNA SAVE YOU! YOU HEAR ME?! I'M GONNA SAVE YOU, IZUKU!"

Dabi walked through the portal backward, not able to leave without a peal of mocking laughter. Until a feeling of terror came over him, and he almost collapsed. He looked behind him, at the green kid, who stopped. But before he could say something, Midoriya kept going, through the portal, and away. Dabi followed. The League of Villains Vanguard Action Squad won.


MORNING, FOURTH DAY OF TRAINING CAMP

Tatsumaki opened her eyes, blinking, trying to adapt to the new setting she found herself in. She slowly sat up in a bed that was not her own, in a room that was unfamiliar to her, still dressed in her clothes from yesterday.

But as she looked down, all became clear, as the peaceful sleeping face of one Inko Midoriya was right next to her. Her mother was smiling slightly, her face no longer streaked from tears. And that alone brought Tatsumaki's own smile down, ever so slightly. She did not inherit the famous Midoriya tears and was woefully unprepared for the flood that happened once her mother recovered from the shock.

But as nice as it would have been to just sit and watch her mother sleep, she was awake now and felt like she should be doing stuff. Yet another habit she got from dad, who had to work a full day to get rid of that extra energy.

She slowly extracted herself from her mother's grasp, frowning slightly, when the smile on her face vanished. She stepped into the hallway, and used her quirk to bring her luggage, forgotten at the front door, and pulled out the toiletries she needed for her morning routine.

She then began trying out the doors, to find the bathroom. First door she opened led to a closet, filled with cleaning supplies, and some old clothes. In there was a blouse Inko wore in one of the few photographs Hisashi kept around the house. And, was that a box of baby toys? There was one picture Hisashi displayed proudly. It was of him, holding her in his arms, all while she was making a rattle float.

She couldn't stop herself, and after a quick inspection, she found the rattle she was thinking off. It was a red one, shaped like a flower with blue petals. But she remembered the rattle as a whole. Why were there petals missing? And where did those bitemarks come from? Tatsumaki smiled as she held the toy her brother played with.

She gently placed the toy back in the box and left the closet. She opened the next door. It was Izuku's room. She got an insight into who her brother was. And he was a hero nerd. Posters covered the walls. There was a whole shelf of figurines. She took a hesitant step inside, not wanting to intrude into the personal space of a brother she hasn't even met yet.

But one thing did bring a smile to her face. Tucked away in the background, hidden between Endeavor and Hawks, was a little figurine of her. It was the chibi version that was unpopular in America, so they shipped them to Japan, where they sold out in a week.

She decided to leave the room. She opened the third door in that hallway and finally found the bathroom. It was very similar to the one she and dad had back in the U.S, as both of them liked a good soak after a long day of work.

She began removing her clothes, a bit annoyed that her sleeves caught onto the quirk restraining bracelets. With both of those on, she was effectively powered down to about 50%. No biggie. She wasn't expecting anything to happen anyway.

She turned on the shower, and slowly adjusted the flow and the temperature. As she washed away the dirt and sweat of yesterday, she couldn't help but think about it.


FLASHBACK TIME

AFTERNOON, THIRD DAY OF TRAINING CAMP
Arriving at the Tokyo airport, there was already a suit waiting for her, holding up a sign that spelled her name in English. She may not have grown up in Japan, but she still knew the language, damn it! It's not like Hisashi forgot about his homeland, even if he left it for fortune and fame.

"Miss Midoriya, welcome to Japan. Though we were not expecting you quite so soon." No kidding. The guy looked like he got no sleep whatsoever. It almost made her feel guilty for the delightful nap she took on the plane.

"Anyway. My name is Yokumiru Mera, from the Hero Public Safety Commission. I came here on behalf of the Japanese government to give you this."

He passed her a bracelet, identical to the one she was already wearing. She did not hesitate to snap it on her arm, and despite not quite feeling the effects, she knew her quirk was now effectively powered down to about half of its usual strength.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Now, Mr. Stich also asked us to give you this phone as soon as you land."

He handed her the device, which made her confused. She had her phone with her, and international call services were commonplace nowadays. But the moment she touched the device, it started a call on its own. And she recognized the number.

She tried to find some way to cut the call, but there was none. Tatsumaki had to give it to the man. When he wanted to, Stich could be a right sneak. She conceded and placed the device to her ear.

"Ahh, Tatsumaki. How was your flight?"

"Delightful, thank you for booking it."

"DON'T YOU EVER PULL THIS SHIT AGAIN! I AM LATE TO WORK BECAUSE OF KAREN AND WHEN I FINALLY ARRIVE TO SEE YOU OFF, I LEARN YOU WERE ALREADY GONE?! JUST BECAUSE YOU COULD NOT WAIT 6 HOURS ON YOUR DIRECT FLIGHT?!"

"I was bored, and Karen was oh so excited to help me."

"DON'T YOU GO BRINGING KAREN INTO THIS! YOU KNOW FULL WELL THAT SHE'S YOUR FAN! FIRST YOU UP AND VANISH, AND THEN YOU TURN MY OWN WIFE AGAINST ME?!"

"Oh, please. You said that you needed to exercise in the morning. I just provided Karen with the incentive to get you started."

Silence from his side. Honestly, it might have been evil to promise his wife an appearance at one of her social events in exchange for her to 'surprise' her husband in the morning, but she did everything by the book. All things considered, Stich should be thanking her. Still, maybe she should assure him everything was alright?

"Look, I'm being a good girl. I'm wearing the bracelets, I haven't sassed anyone, and I did not get drunk on the plane. Now is this it, or are you gonna keep me from seeing my mother any longer?"

More silence. Until a defeated sigh. She won this round.

"I'm sorry. And good luck. I hope you have a nice time."

He hung up, and Tatsumaki returned the phone to the official, who almost dropped with the device, before pocketing it. He then escorted her to the car, sent by the government, that would drive her to her mother's address.

The drive itself was uneventful, but it still seemed to be over way too fast. As she stood at the entrance to the building, unsure of how to proceed, an old man in a mushroom cap came by, fumbling with his keys.

"Can I help you miss?"

"Umm, yea. Can you tell me which of these apartments belongs to the Midoriya family?"

"Another pretty girl searching for Midoriyas? My oh my, that Izuku kid truly is a casanova."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, just a few weeks ago, another girl was looking for their apartment. I'll tell you, they didn't make girls like her when I was young. Gorgeous blue hair, and a smile to die for, I'll tell ya."

Tatsumaki had to fight off the slight feeling of jealousy and agitation, imagining some hair-dying hussie trying to take advantage of her brother.

"Oh, seems like I went off a bit there. Forgive me, girl, us old folks like to ramble."

"No worries, Mr…"

"Kuseno, dearie. Doctor Kuseno, at your service. Though I am retired. Anyway, I'm getting off again. Midoriya's live on the 6th floor, door no.9"

"Thank you, mister. I'll be off then."

"Good luck, Tatsu."

She stopped at the door that led to the staircase.

"How do you-"

"Better hurry. You don't want to leave dear Inko waiting."

He was right. With a quick goodbye, she started sprinting up those stairs, jumping two at a time, until she made it to the sixth floor. She ran past the doors until she arrived at number nine. She raised her hand to knock, halting for a second, feeling afraid. But then she remembered. She was the damn Tornado of Terror! She could do anything!

She knocked on the front door and waited. It took a few moments, but shuffling was heard, followed by the sound of locks. Then the door opened. And there she stood, her mother, Inko Midoriya.

"Yes, can I help you?" Inko looked at this stranger at her door, but something was tingling in the back of her brain.

Tatsumaki looked at her mother, desperately trying to burn every detail into her brain. She struggled to find her voice, until she half spoke, half sobbed.

"M-mom!"

Something snapped inside Inko's head. And suddenly she could see! She could see her daughter, who she lost almost 13 years ago.

"M-my… MY BABY GIRL!"

A flood of tears poured out of the green eyes that she shared with her daughter. And she lounged to hug her! To squeeze in her arms, after all this time. And, instead of putting on a strong front like she was used to, Tatsumaki cried as well.

FLASHBACK OVER


Tatsumaki got out of the tub and unclogged the drain. As she wiped herself down, she thought of what they talked about last night. She was doing most of the talking, while her mother sobbed, and laughed, and tried to hydrate herself.

She was careful to avoid mentioning father as much as possible. Both for her sake and mom's. As the hours went by she recapped her entire life. Her early training, at a special institution, which regularly produced the strongest heroes. Her time in middle school, high school, and college. The VERY small number of people she dated. She told her about Stich, her sidekicks, some bits and pieces about U.S hero regulations.

By the time she was done, her mother could barely keep her eyes open. She also felt exhausted, never having talked so much in her life. She tried to excuse herself to leave, she planned to stay at a hotel. But Inko just hugged her tight, and she did not have the heart go. So she stayed the night, in her mother's arms, sleeping the best sleep she had in years.

She put on one of her favorite dresses, a black silky piece that almost reminded her of her hero costume, by the way it clung to her, almost like a second skin. She followed the hallway to the living area and decided to make both herself and her mother some breakfast. Checking the fridge, she found some eggs, rice, and Canadian bacon. The American inside her sneered at the sight.

Still, she should be able to cook up something. But as she was deciding between using her quirk, or making it by hand, the phone rang, and she picked it up without even really thinking about it.

"Mrs. Midoriya? This is Principal Nezu, from U.A academy. We would like for you to meet us urgently. It's about your son. An escort will be at your address in 30 minutes."

Before the caller even finished, Tatsumaki was already putting away the ingredients, while the pen behind her was scribbling a note to her mother. 5 minutes later she was out of the building. Ten minutes later, she landed at her destination.


Nezu was taking a small break, his third one since Vlad King called that the camp was attacked. Sipping on some tea, he slowly went over the scenarios in his head of how to deal with everything. He spent the better part of the morning calming down the frantic parents whose kids were unconscious, saying that everything will be alright and that they should wake up in a matter of hours.

He saved the hardest call for last, yet in the end, he decided that news like that should be told in person. He looked at the Izuku Midoriya's profile he had opened on his screen. He was also prepared to take responsibility. One of his students was taken away by villains, and he was prepared to do everything in his power to reunite young Izuku with his mother.

Suddenly the sensors on the wall surrounding the campus alerted him of a flying object, rapidly approaching. Just in case he engaged the passive defenses and closed up the gates. The object soon landed, right in front of the gates, kicking up a cloud of dust, and out of it stepped a petite figure of a woman that seemed familiar to him.

The woman looked at the mighty gates, before taking a deep breath, seemingly to calm down. Next, she peered her gaze right at the camera. And Nezu found himself staring into hauntingly familiar green eyes. He had a bad feeling about this.

"Hello, U.A academy. I know you can see and hear me. My name is Tatsumaki Midoriya, Tornado of Terror. And I want to know, WHERE IS MY BROTHER?!"


And tatsumaki is in Japan! Also, Nezu may need a fresh pair of pants. Does he even wear pants? Dunno. Too lazy to look XD I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and more observant readers might notice we did not delve into Izuku's POV. That was deliberate on my part. Building the tension a little, make you think about it maybe? You'll see.

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