Chapter 3

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Channel 31 news reporting. This is Crystal Flower reporting to you live in Brazil. Two days ago the heroine Tidal Wave took control of a huge wave that traveled throughout the areas affected by the wildfire. We still have not had a chance to interview the female hero as she is resting after exerting her quirk too much. Thanks to her action the fire has become under the control of the other heroes. Already there are talks of how the heroine should be rewarded. Furthermore questions have begun on where this wave of water came from as it appeared suddenly without warning. Has Tidal wave's quirk evolved, or is there some other factor that we don't know yet?

Yamamoto turned the TV off. He sat in his office with a familiar file on his desk. Izuku Midoriya, that boy had been on his thoughts a lot lately. When the team returned with the exception of Tidal Wave Yamamoto had felt twenty years younger. The villain was in custody, and Izuka was ok. The boy's mother had worried herself into tears when she saw her boy asleep in Flash's arm, but with a good rest and some food the boy was up again asking questions like never before.

Hopefully they wouldn't need the young hero again until he actually became a hero. As a reward for his services the association agreed to pay for any school the boy wanted, and decided to give an international hero license. The second part of the reward wouldn't come into effect until the boy officially graduated from a hero school. Although once the lad did graduate there were going to be plenty of heroes asking to work with him in Japan and abroad. His subordinates had already mentioned Tidal Wave trying to learn Japanese.

Yamamoto leaned back in his chair and smiled. Izuku may be young, but knowing and seeing what a bright boy he was brought hope to his heart. The next generation was already looking brighter.

Izuku sat in his room researching heroes. His trip to Brazil had shown him how important good teammates could be. He was sure that alone he could be a great hero, just like All Might, but if he had the right people helping him nothing could stop him.

A picture of All Might saving people came on to the screen reminding Izuku of a piece of advice the hero gave him. "Izuku, while I believe you can be the number one hero someday, I would like to remind you that being number one isn't the most important thing in the world for heroes. Saving people and keeping the peace is a heroes duty. I obtained the position not by reaching for it, but by the people I saved giving it to me. It's a title given. So don't focus on reaching number one, focus on being the best hero you can be, and maybe you will take the position from me."

Kids at school always shouted about being the next first ranked hero, even Katsuki. But he knew better now. To be a good hero he just had to improve himself to be the best he could be, and that included having help from other heroes. Which is why he researched heroes and how they used their quirks.

This in turn also gave him inspiration on how to use his own quirk. Emitter quirks have been around for a while with thousands of uses being discovered. Already he had ideas on how to gather water underground for sneak attacks, adding rotation and pressure for more penetration, and changing the temperature of his water.

Izuku was about to open up another hero page when his mother called for dinner.

Izuku age 13

Izuku had been training for the last year. Already he could send out pressured water that could cut through metal, and he'd even learned to surf on top of the water he controlled. That had been so much fun for him surfing on a wave while his mom cheered him on. But none of that mattered.

Tears streamed down his eyes. It wasn't fair he had a powerful quirk even All Might said so, but no matter what he did it wouldn't make a difference. His mom was dead. It just sort of happened by accident.

They had been walking down the sidewalk when a car suddenly sped up, and ran right into the sidewalk. Inko his mom had pushed him away just before the car hit her. He should have been faster. It should have been him that pushed her out of the way, and now she was dead right in front of him as emergency workers rushed around helping people. What was the point in having a quirk if it couldn't even save the one he loved most.

A medic walked up to him and grabbed his shoulder. "Hun I know it hurts but you need to move." She had a kind smile and dark hair that for some reason screamed mom to him. It was like looking at a certain body type and knowing what their occupation was. Body builder, soldier, teacher, but for her it had to be mom. It didn't make sense why Izuku turned into her arms crying away. But as she held him a little pain went away. Not all of it. The pain would never truly go away, but her warm embrace calmed him just enough to pass out.

Mikoto looked down at the poor kid in her arms with a sad smile. The boy was alive, but his heart wouldn't be whole again. She'd felt a similar pain when her own mother died. If she was busy she'd forget the hole in her heart, but when she remembered the woman who raised her; that pain would resurface like an echo. Bring tears from both sad and happy memories.

Poor kid would feel that way for the rest of his life, but hopefully he'd move on, and learn to enjoy what life had to offer. It's why she became a medic. To help those in need so that they might enjoy life for just a little longer.

Midoriya woke up the next day in a soft bed. The type that he only felt when his mom would take him on a vacation, and they stayed in a hotel. His vision was blurry as he tried to look around. Wiping his eyes made him realize that it was tears. But why was he crying, it didn't make sin… Mom, she's gone. Just like that the tears started flowing again. It was his fault. Why couldn't he protect her?

As Izuku sat in bed with depressing thoughts a knock rang from the bedroom door. It opened to show a woman in a business suit. She had long dark hair, and glasses. In her hands was a briefcase.

The woman started speaking as she walked into the room. "Ah, Midoriya you're up. I know this might be a bad time, but I'm a social worker, see my agency can't get a hold of your father, and with your mothers recent passing we need to know a few things."

Izuku couldn't deal with this right now. Every word she uttered made his chest compress, his mother was gone and it's all his fault. He needed to get out of here, and away from everyone.

Izuku didn't even realize what happened until water blasted the bedroom window apart. It then swirled around him, and carried him out the window. Leaving behind the case worker with a gaping mouth. She closed it and then held her head down. "Why do they always run from me? I'm just trying to help."

He could feel it now, his quirk responding to his emotions. The water wanted to embrace him, and keep him safe. So his quirk condensed water molecules in the air to form a tube that his body passed through. It was almost like a water park slide as water would push him forward while more water condensed in front of him making an endless tunnel.

It drew quite the crowd on the ground looking up to see a tunnel of water starting at a three story window weaving through the city, and eventually heading for the beach.

It was the ocean that called to Izuku. He subconsciously knew he was strongest there, and in his emotional state decided that he needed strength. If he was faster, stronger maybe he could have saved his mom. And so his water tunnel slid into the ocean where he took control of the water around him.

He could feel all the movement around him. Fish and people swimming. Water parting around coral, and in a way it calmed him down. Here his control was absolute, and nobody would be hurt in his domain.

It was supposed to be a normal day for Yamamoto or at least as normal the president of the Hero Associations day could be, but no. first thing this morning he gets a report of a kid using his quirk in public, and being seen by the whole town. Now normally this would be a problem just a stern talking to from a pro hero and all is good.

Except once he saw footage of the incident he knew the kid. Izuku Midoriya, a promising talent who might one day become Japan's number one hero. So what happened?

Further investigation left him speechless, and a headache that he just knew wouldn't be going away. The whole thing was a mess. One of the possibly most powerful kids in the world just lost his mother, and the social worker sent just happens to have a track record of no less than 97 now 98 kids running away from her. In fact the only case the woman had that didn't try to run from her was a comatose patient that was still asleep, and if the doctor reports is to be believed the kids leg actually twitched when the case worker entered the room.

Now Midoriya had run away, and not to a place that was easily reached. The ocean, and if coastal reports were to be believed Japan's shore had never been safer. Eight drownings prevented, twelve animals rescued, four human trafficking boats seized, and to top it all off all these events had happened in the last day.

The kid had gone into overdrive running around Japan's coast stopping any crime within his quirks control. And in all reality with the exception of possible Tidal Wave the Spanish water heroine, there really wasn't anybody that could stop him. Sure if the kid reached the coast some heroes could talk to the kid, but Midoriya could probably go deep into the water, and he doubt even All Might could beat the kid in the ocean. And maybe a few water rescue heroes like Selkie with his spotted seal quirk could reach the boy, but Midoriya quirk could launch the hero right out of the water if the boy wanted.

Yamamoto rested his head on his hands as he looked at Midoriya's file. Maybe he should leave the matter be. Let the boy patrol the coast, and in time deal with his problems. The kid had already lost his mother, and no one could get a hold of Mr. Midoriya despite numerous phone calls. Even if the boy came in to be with foster parents. One wrong environment, and Japan might be looking at tsunamis hitting her coast. No it was better to let Izuku do what he wanted for now.

Yamamoto turned around in his chair to look out his office window. Still maybe he needed a vacation to the beach for a few days, and possible talk with the boy for a bit. Nodding to himself he closed the Midoriya file and started looking at his phone for takeout.

AN: Next chapter will be posted next week on Thursday.

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