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"Hey, did you hear," Itsuka murmured as she walked beside Shinso. "About what happened with some Chaldean Heroes?"
"Hmm? No," he shook his head.
"Well apparently the A ranked Villain Muscular had been making rounds and destroying properties prefecture to prefecture," she began. "And the Water Hose duo were the ones to corner him during his rampage, though they almost got killed because of it."
"I heard about that. They nearly died, but they are alive. If barely," Shinos hummed.
"Yeah, well two chaldean heroes. Ryoji Shiki and Beni-enma, managed to not only stop Muscular but half blind him," she breathed.
"Huh?"
"Apparently Shiki can see lines of death and managed to kill the sight in Musculars right eye, caused him a lot of pain and allowed the Sparrow Hero Beni, to swiftly slice him down by tearing at his achilles tendons to stop him from moving."
"I say he deserves it," Monoma hummed as he fell in line with Shinso. "He was a violent man, but without stability he won't do too much damage," he shrugged.
"Yeah, some people agree," Itsuka stated. "But when they asked Shiki to restore his sight, she said that it can't be restored. That she killed the life of that eye and it will remain blind forever," she breathed. "They are calling for Shiki to be taken off the Hero Roster lists and put into confinement after video surfaced of her explaining her quirk."
"I saw that video," Monoma exclaimed. "She said that once she slices a line of death nothing can restore it...it's pretty dangerous but she has good control over it!"
"They are still calling for her to be imprisoned for fear of her using her quirk to cause….accidents," she whispered as they passed by teachers who were arguing with one another. "Or...accidents in the name of Chaldea."
'Okay, this is getting ridiculous," Shinso grunted, hefting his backpack up higher. "Chaldea has it's pride and it doesn't do things half assed or secretly...when it comes to things like this," he coughed.
'But Chaldea certainly has it's skeletons," Monoma raised a brow before his smile fell. "Did you also hear? The UN is feeling pressure to drop it's funding of Chaldea, which is why the Chaldean fest is so expensive," he sighed, looking despondent. "Though it is cheaper than the Sports Festival or I-Expo."
"They can't drop Chaldea though," Itsuka gasped. "The rescue, cleanup and preservation efforts they lead...if they don't have funding then those go away."
"I feel like people only see their very few mishaps and want to get rid of them," Rin called as he hopped up from a bench he sat on. "I heard that Class A-1 robot saying how it was a good idea for Chaldea to be shut down," he rolled his eyes as he shoved his hands inside his pockets. "How they are 'ruining heroism for the world' or some junk like that," he gave a tch, before walking up to the trio. "I feel like they are not getting the same education as us...cause if they were then they wouldn't be saying that crap."
"That might be Aizawa's fault," Itsuka hemmed, hand on her chin in thought. "He is really critical of Fujimaru Sensei and used the USJ as a reason to stop classes of A-1 for a while."
"Hmm," Monoma contemplated before he shook his head. "Are you all taking a training period to go to the museum?"
"Yeah, I want to learn a bit more about mine personally," Itsuka sighed. "It's a difficult project after Chiron graduated by rough draft," she bemoaned as the others laughed. "Has Kan-Sensei berated all of you for not taking all training hours?"
"Yeah," they sighed.
"Let's forget about that and head to the Museum," Shinso interrupted their depressing thoughts. "I heard that Beni-Enma is heading there today for a pop up cafe."
"SHHH," Itsuka and Rin shushed him as other students looked at them. "Do you know how hard it is to get a table," they hissed.
"Sorry, sorry," he shook his head. "Come on, let's catch that bus."
"No need to tell me twice," Monoma smiled as he moved through the hall leading to the bus loading dock only to stop short. "Sensei?"
"Ah, Monoma, Itsuka, Rin," Vlad King smiled as he looked up from his book as he sat by the door. "The Museum is closed for now. Only a few days till the sports festival," he reminded.
``We know...we need to go to the Museum to finalize some things with our paper for Fujimaru-Sensei," Rin reminded his teacher.
"Ahh, well we decided that it can wait-"
"That's not your decision to make though, sir," Itsuka reminded. "And the Museum is only ever closed on Sundays. It's Wednesday," pointed out.
"Look," he sighed, closing his book and sitting up straight. "We had a lot of first year students drop out of the sports festival and we need all of you to be your best. And well...it seems like you're prioritizing Fujimaru's class instead of your heroics."
'We aren't Sensei," they protested. "We have been using the extra time to finish up our projects to have more time to train," Itsuka finished for them.
"Well, the Museum is off limits for the rest of the week and during the sports festival," he said.
"But Beni-Enma is cooking at a pop up shop today," Monoma gasped, looking horrified. "She only comes once a month!"
"Ah...about that," he sighed. "We don't want you anywhere near her or Shiki for the time being."
"But why," Rin gasped.
"Look, what they did to Muscular was out of line and they could have seriously injured him, good control over quirk or no," he warned.
"Shiki's quirk doesn't work like that Sense-"
"Go to the training ground Alpha, the rest of your class is there at the moment. You three were the last I needed to see," he told them, locking the doors and beginning to usher them to the other side of the school.
"What about me? Can I head to the Library," Hitoshi asked.
"No, you'll be in Gamma training ground for the time being. Present Mic is waiting for you, so head along," Kan shooed him off as Hitoshi sneered softly.
When they turned the corner and were fully out of view he turned to look through the clear doors to see one of the usual bus drivers, Kintoki opening it with a confused look.
"Yo, I got a full roster here for students heading to the museum today," he held up the clipboard of people. "And Beni's coming today as well."
"Yeah...about that...since the sports festival begins next monday...no one can go to the Museum...it's shut down for the week," Hitoshi shrugged.
"We got no message from the Vice," Kintoki, as buff and scary as the dude was, he was pretty chill and a nice man to ask advice for. He took out his phone, thumbing through messages before shaking his head. "Yeah, nothing," he sniffed.
"I kinda...think it was UA decision," Hitoshi coughed, Kitoki's face contorting into some sort of disgust behind his ever present sunglasses.
"Well Enma-san isn't going to be very happy that no ones coming to her golden pop up cafe today," he sighed, hands on his hips as he pursed his lips in thought. "We set up this block of time for students only…"
"Does...um...does she take orders," Hitoshi coughed, looking at the man who hummed.
"Yeah, but she really prefers to see people's happy expressions...but I'd think she'd be fine with orders," he sighed. "You gonna text your friends?"
"Mind waiting?"
"Or you wanna come to the Museum and tell her yourself," Kintoki smirked as he gave a wolfish grin to Hitoshi who smiled back. "Just need to hide under the seats for 5 minutes at most."
"Let's go," Hitoshi laughed as he rushed past the Golden Hero who chuckled before muttering
"Kids….and this is going to be hell to explain to the boss…"
I-ISLAND
"They did what," Ritsuka hissed as he jumped up from his seat by his desk. Around him where the flashdrives of the recently reacquired blueprints of a certain tech. "How dare they!"
"Yeah Boss. Pretty shitty thing to do, especially when more than half the kids decided to up and not join the sports festival," Kintoki sighed. "No, I don't want any food! Please focus on the kids' meals!"
"Just eat the damned food Kintoki," Ritsuka sighed as the man began to complain even more.
"Boss-"
"You know she's not going to stop until you do eat something of hers,'' Ritsuka scoffed, sitting back down and accepting the wine that Moriarty poured. "Oh, I finally get alcohol after being over the legal limit for years now? Even with David Shield that amber liquid was stupid root beer."
"What makes you think I am giving you actual wine," the crime lord asked as Ritsuka sniffed the glass.
"Pomegranate Juice?"
"With a hint of grape and cranberry."
"I hate you."
``And I care about your liver," Moriarty shot back with a fluffing of his feathers. "Lord knows if you actually had the amount of Alcohol you needed you'd have the liver of a career alcoholic," he huffed.
"That is the point of drinking yourself to death," Ritsuka shot back blandly before sipping the drink and going back to his phone conversation. "Hitoshi is with you?"
"Yeah, Enma-San is stuffing him full of moon cakes for dessert at the moment as she finishes the last of the orders. She's in a chinese mood at the moment."
"Poor child," Ritsuka coughed. Getting stuffed with divine tasting mooncakes was all well and good..but waiting and eating until Beni was satisfied was hell if you weren't a pro eater. "Save him when you get a chance, would you," he sighed.
"Of course. He looks fine...for now," Kintoki coughed. "Before you end this, I need to inform you of something."
"Hmm? If it's the Shiki and Enma situation I am well aware-"
"Ah...no," Kintoki interrupted with a sheepish laugh. "The Water Hose Duo wants to volunteer at the booth and hand out flyers as a thank you for saving them, along with bringing their son."
"I see no problem with that," Ritsuka shook his head.
"Ingenium and Kaumi Woods wish for backup in Hosu for the Hero Killer case as well," he explained. "It seems that Ingenium is the closest to finding him at the moment. Kaumi is being brought in for his help with being on the rooftops, since Eraserhead is not available at the moment."
"Send them details of the trio of Heroic Spirits I send to deal with the Hero Killer. Izo will play nice once he sees all the info they have on the man's patterns. Ingenium and Woods are willing to drop this for us, after the recent would be attacks on us," Ritsuka grumbled.
"Oh yeah! Tensei and Nishiya," Kintoki laughed. "Yeah! I love those two."
"Give them the info and inform Izo while we're at it as well?"
"On it boss! Hopefully you restrain yourself from killing anyone else while you're away," he laughed before the line went dead.
"Oh trust me," Ritsuka grumbled, removing the phone from his ear to stare down at the phone in his hand. "I will kill that fucking rat…."
Behind his most trusted heroic spirits merely smiled as their master vowed revenge on the one being who seemed determined to...change them for the betterment of humanity.
Huh...a rat who hates humans trying to help them? Trying to help Fujimaru Ritsuka?
If anyone knew what was good for Humanity, it would be Ritsuka.
And only Ritsuka.
UA
"OIII! LOSERS," Class A and B 1 looked up to see a teen with wild purple hair and deep eye bags with the Chaldean hero Kintoki, smiling brightly with three giant bags. "Enma special food Delivery!"
"Hell yea," Tetsutetsu yelled as he rushed away from his battle partner, Jirou, and to the railing of the arena. "Hot Soba and grilled fish!"
"A burger for me!"
The rest of B-1 began to clamor for their food that was handed out to them with utensils that seemed to come with them all.
"Oi," Bakugou yelled. "The hell is this shit!"
"Well Beni-Enma is a pretty famous cook and she was coming to the museum today. But since it was closed without informing Chaldea, she had no one to give food to...but I went and took orders," Hitoshi shrugged. "Setsuna! Sushi?"
"Yeah," she yelped, detaching her hands to grab the food and bring it back to where she was sitting.
"You were told to go to training," Vlad King crossed his arms.
"And I was supposed to have a free period for training that I could make use of in any way I wanted. And I wanted to help Beni-Enma," Hitoshi shrugged as he tossed Pony her meal to which she jumped to catch. "So I did just that."
"Besides," Kintoki began, taking out a tube of something before handing it to Juzo. "Beni now got kicked out of her volunteer gig in which she fed the homeless," he sighed. "They don't want her there at the moment, so she decided to open up the cafe at the Museum so she wouldn't waste the ingredients she had bought," he shrugged.
"Will she be opening a cafe during the festival," Yui asked as Togaru reached for some of her gyoza, to which she protected fiercely.
"Yeah, we got another spot and she's looking for volunteers. Same amount of money, along with tips if the customers are feeling generous," he shrugged. "Also free entry into the raffle and free tickets to the Chaldea Fes."
"Awesome," they all exclaimed.
"It's open to you kiddos as well," Kintoki called to Class A-1 who watched them all in silence. "If your teacher will let you," he glowered at Aizawa who felt his eyes turn on automatically. "Hmmph."
"That's it," Hitoshi said, clapping his hands to get rid of any residual food grease and dust as he stepped back.
"What about you Toshi," Itsuka called as she looked down at her food to pick out what part she wanted first.
"Eh Eh Eh...I'm kinda like 50% Mooncakes right now, she was in a chinese kick and stuffed me full of them...It hurts to move," he moaned, hand on his stomach.
"Well, I'm out," Kintoki nodded, grabbing the now empty bags before taking out a small plastic bag from his pouch on his waist. "Here...here's the other moon cakes you didn't finish," the hero coughed as he placed them gently in the boy's hand who looked ready to weep. "Good luck."
Once he left Hitoshi turned to the class and said-
"Who wants them...I'm about to vomit."
Thankfully Aizawa was quick enough to grab a trash can and push it in front of the boy by the time he hunched over to vomit the food stuffed inside of him.
I-ISLAND
"Again!"
Melissa stopped her walk to her fathers office as the voice of Ritsuka rang through the training grounds. Clutching her folders tighter she entered the observation deck, eyes widening as she saw Kingu and Ritsuka facing off against one another, in the Director's hand was a sword to which he used to redirect the chains that were Kingu's quirk.
"Your form is sloppy," Douman said from the side lines as he observed his director. "You're using too much of your emotions and letting that get you nicked."
"I'm pissed off," Ritsuka snarled, clutching the english blade tighter before rushing into the fray of chains.
It was a beautiful dance that he did, twisted inbetween, under and even flipping over the chains and he attempted to close the distance between him and Kingu. Kingu, for the most part, seemed to be allowing the other to get closer as his hand began to morph into a blade, flicking up to block the attack Ritsuka did.
"You're using much more force than usual, being here nearly two weeks has sent you into a frenzy dearest brother," Kingu mocked as Moriarty and Sherlock, on the sidelines watching, sighed at his jabs.
"Keep mocking me and I will make you regret it my dearest older brother," Ritsuka snarled, pushing harder into the man who locked his feet into the ground.
"Oh, how I hope you will one day," Kingu's voice was...very longing as he said that. Like he really wanted it to happen. "I know you can, so long as you keep pushing," the man roared, a burst of energy sending the man back. "You will be able to finish me off...like a human!"
Melissa shrieked as the director went flying through the air limp and seemingly unconscious from the impact before her mind caught up with her and she saw him twisting in the air. He fell to the ground, sliding further back before he found his footing and shot off toward his brother once more.
"Does he have a quirk," she whispered, watching their high powered attacks in awe as they twisted and twirled around one another. "He...he has too."
"I assure you he doesn't," a rough voice snapped as Melissa shrieked once more and whipped around to come face to face with the Dioscuri, Castor and Pollux. "He has no need for one," Castor sneered as he approached the edge of the railing. "He's strong the way he is."
"Lord Brother is correct," Pollux nodded seriously as her hand went to the blade at her waist. "Director Fujimaru has no need for a quirk! Through sheer will power was he able to unlock the power within himself!"
"But...that sounds like quirk activation to me," she hummed before yelping as a discus was under her neck and unnerving glowing eyes found her own.
'Did you not hear my beloved sister," he breathed, looking unhinged despite his pristine appearance. "He has his power through sheer dedication and will power, quirks don't have a damn thing to do about it."
"Lord brother! Director will be very upset if you cause harm to her person,' Pollux gasped, not at all seemingly phased by her brother's disturbing shift in character. "He might send us back home!"
"Tch," he sighed, leaning back and removing his weapon from Melissa's neck. "Keep in mind what we have said woman," he warned, moving down with his sister to the stairs. "Otherwise you will find a myriad of unpleasantries."
They continued down and out of range, the girl breathing heavily as she looked back to Ritsuka who was snarling as he was caught up in his brother's chains. They were pulled taunt and fully immobilized him, until he managed to wiggle out of them by dislocating his shoulder and falling down onto the other who yelped.
"Feral child!"
"Come on! Let's duke it out," Ritsuka laughed.
Melissa was afraid of them for sure...but Ritsuka was still very nice to her, even if he was a bit scary at times.
SERAPHIX
"Lord Longinus," a woman called to him as he approached the interrogation room. "We received a missive from our British Branch of Chaldea. Two heroic spirits," oh it was one of the children's heroic spirits.
"Yes. That's all we have unfortunately," he sighed. "Umm.."
"I'm Nursery Rhyme!"
'Nursery,' he smiled. "I will be speaking to Archimedes for the time being."
"Why? He's been interrogated by Jack, Hijikata and Carmilla a bunch of times," she said, the lancer flinching at the crazed family.
Carmilla and Hijikata were not what he suspected in a couple, but Chaldea was straNge and with it came strange love affairs. The fact they claimed Jack as their child is even more strange and fitting at the same time…
"I need to ask him some things," he smiled.
"Well! Okay! Make sure you log everything into the computer and record the session! Don't worry about getting too violent or anything! Can't be worse than those three," she smiled as the Lancer nodded, moving to enter the room where a beaten up Archimedes sat.
"Oh...Lord Longinus...what a pleasure," the man hummed, leaning forward before coughing. "Ugh. They are good at making sure that you feel human again."
"I know that the story of you being mind controlled is not true...to an extent," Longinus began, sitting down opposite of the mathematician who smirked at him.
"You're preceptive, I'll give you that," he nodded. "You know what happened."
"You were persuaded per say," Longinus continued. "They offered you something that you wanted at the time. But they didn't know how you worked."
"I got what I wanted, and I screwed them over. Don't see why I'm getting tortured," he shrugged.
'Why even go against Chaldea, if you do fear us?"
"I guess you could say I was curious as to what would happen if I did and decided I was too scared of Fujimaru to go against him...in the end."
"You act like he's a monster."
"You need to be in this profession, don't you," Archimedes smiled like he just cracked a joke. "And he knows how to walk the walk...a bit too well."
"He knows when to stop-"
"He used to. He's slowly changing. This world is so resistant to changing that it's driving him nuts," Archimedes laughed. "Most, if not all, of the world's worst villains start off with good intentions. And over time they realize being good is not going to get them damn near anywhere…'
"We will stop him if we need," Longinus sniffed.
"You act like you've been here long enough to know a damn thing," Archimedes smiled brightly as he leaned back, wheezing from the pain. "Their adoration is pure insanity. You don't spend nearly a fucking decade with some of the most twisted, perverse and power hungry people in history without conforming somewhat. You wouldn't be alive if they didn't like you to some extent."
"I know."
"They see him as their child, brother, friend, and lord," Archimedes pressed, smiling as Longinus stood straight faced. "They once threatened to kill him if he bent, proof of his weakness and unworthiness to have them as servants. Now they threaten death as a means of preserving the person he once was."
"You act like they worship him as a god."
"Come on," Archimedes hummed. "Us servants are nothing but stepping stones for mages to piss on when we've gotten them far enough. Fujimaru sees us as family and friends to party with, celebrate with...to love and cherish."
"It's appealing."
'Damn right it is," Archimedes laughed. "Appealing to the extent they will kill to protect it!"
"Where is Alter Ego of Astrology. Where in Japan?"
"Where else. Where he lived during the ages when he was alive," Archimedes groaned. "As for his true name...well you're keeping that secret for a reason, aren't you. Those two will go damn right crazy if they figure out who the Alter Ego is. The woman will want him dead, the man will want to torture him for what he did to him in life."
"It's best if they are not motivated by revenge….they are not avengers."
"You do have a sense of humor," Archimedes smiled. "I suppose you're right...but that's not all you wanted to ask me about."
"The Caster that All for One is contracted with...who is she?"
"Someone you should fear...she's crazy as she is powerful...and is itching to get Fujimaru under her thumb."
"So long as I am here that will not happen."
"Indeed, indeed. And so long as you're here, whatever place you're in is safe from the Boriga siblings. They wouldn't dare come anywhere near you."
"As they should," he sneered. "I will kill them for all that pain that brought unto Eurice."
"You're a good man...too good a man for Chaldea."
"I am under the impression that Chaldea was formed by the thoughts of a bad man, with amazing intentions."
"The road to hell is often paved...you know?"
They sat across from one another, silent as they each contemplated the conversation that just occurred.
IDATEN
"Sir Ingenium," a girl's voice drew Kamui and Ingenium away from their conversation to the girl beside them.
She wore a very sexualized version of old time fisherman wear, with some strappy heels as well.
'Umm...yes?"
'I am part of the Chaldena Trio that was sent to get information on Stain,' she smiled, bowing lightly before motioning the other two to come forward. "Hajime! Izo!"
"Tch...just get the info for us Ejuice," Izo whined as he rested his sheathed blade on his shoulders.
"Izo-san...it was you who wanted to fight the hero killer," Hajimae sighed as he cracked his neck.
"Wait what," Kaumi gasped.
"Tch! What's so surprising about that huh," he demanded, glowering at the two heroes who stepped back.
"Izo...we know you're strong...but Stain...he's another level!"
"I am better than him! I am the Original! I am the first-"
Eruice slammed a hand over his mouth, stopping him from saying another word as she glowered at the man.
"Huh?"
"Nothing, Izo simply gets all worked up with the Hero Killer because they are very similar in regard to how they work...though their ideals do differ, worry not," Saitou smiled with a wink as he placed a hand on his hip. "So...how about that briefing?"
"Yes," Kaumi nodded. "The waiting room is right over there and there is some food-"
"I am to be on the front lines going against the Hero killer," Eruice smiled a sad smile. "The Director wants me to understand that fanatics are people that can either be saved or not by a single look. I am to fight him if things come to such a situation."
"But your only a child-"
"And so were you when you chose this path. We are not so different," She said with a smile, moving past the two heroes to follow the other men into the conference room where a projector awaited them.
"I mean..she's not wrong," Tensei hummed.
"But still...are the rumors true of Chaldea using children and teens as full heroes,'' Kaumi began to say.
'Chaldea would only have those people if they had extremely powerful quirks. If not then who knows what would happen to them? You know how the Heroes Commission is like," Ingenium sighed. "They aren't kind to powerful people."
"I know...I also heard that the Heroes Commission tried to have someone sneak their way into Chaldea?"
"As someone looking for a job...it didn't go over well and now they are filing a lawsuit against Chaldea for cruel and unusual punishment."
"Chaldea has warned them many times…" Kaumi trailed off.
"Chaldea is getting into more and more trouble for the tiniest things that make stuff like this blow up," Ingenium sighed. "It really is a witch hunt."
"I guess so…"
"What should we do to help," Kaumi found himself asking. 'They help so many people, quirkless, homeless and disadvantaged without so much as a need for thanks…"
"We just need to be there for them," Tensei smiled, the memory of Raikou singing a lullaby to the children whose parents were still missing after a building collapsed rearing its head. It contrasted to the absolute brutality she displayed when the villain was in sights.
They were good people, they just took things to extremes.
"We best help them now."
"Yeah.."
They entered the conference room with twin smiles as they approached the three. If it was only a little bit, they would help as much as possible.
Because that's what heroes do.
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