Thank you to those who have been understanding. I wanted to thank everyone who has left a comment and to tell some of you not to be embarrassed or worried about leaving a lengthy comment! Those tend to be some of my favorites! Feel free to PM too is you have anything you wish to say in private or are too scared to post a public comment! Please keep it respectable or I will shut off PM's or delete on sight! Now Enjoy! COMMENT! Tell me what you liked, what you suspect will happen next and anything else within the realm of kindness and constructive criticism! Enjoy!
Soooo...some PM's have been problematic...I won't name names because that is petty and I don't need to oust people when I can simply report them to admins. But I am here to clear up some things. I've said it a bunch of times, Ritsuka was pretending to be the vice director for a time to get close to UA heroes so it was not a mistake on my part. Ritsuka did not want to blend it being in Chaldea isn't exactly the most humbling thing when it comes to ego...well, maybe? Who knows? And, this is my take on Chaldea after everything, nothing is going to be rainbows and sunshine. They are traumatized, they are bastards, they are greedy and they don't care about others unless it benefits them. Ritsuka is not the same protagonist that we play in the game, he's older, matured, traumatized and been trampled, spit and hit on by everyone who wants to erase his good deeds
Now!
Enjoy~!
"Fucker," Izo snarled as he nursed a drink in his hand. "Fucking shit got away from me and….AARGH," he roared, throwing the glass at a wall as Erice went to get him another. "I will kill him!"
"No you won't," Tensei gasped as he looked at the small pile of broken glass on his agency's floor. "He needs to face justice-"
"And he's gonna face it with my hand! That's what,``Izo snapped, clearly drunk.
"Master is going to punish you if you keep drinking," Erice stated as she handed him the final glass.
"Then why are you giving me more," he demanded, his speech surprisingly not slurred after the amount he had.
'Because you'll only whine for the rest of the day and I would rather not have a self pity fest,' the girl shot back as Hajime choked on his own drink and laughed.
"That's right..there was the whole Valentines incident with you and master where you threw up-"
'Fucking stuff it you Shinsengumi asshole," the man yelled out as he raised his hands up in surrender. "You bastards are almost as bad as Ryoma!"
"Aren't you two dating...doesn't he have a wife," Hajime asked, looking thoughtful.
'Fuck all those stupid fangirls and their stupid thoughts," Izo spat out. "I'm a lone wolf! Ain't got no time anymore for that crap!"
'For love," Hajime sniffed, leaning back with his whisky in hand. "Power to you lone wolf," he laughed as Izo began to growl again.
"Piss off!"
Dear lord, the two other heroes thought as they watched the trio interact, how do they even manage to work with one another.
"I heard that the Nobu's are having trouble backing up in their little area. Called radical...don't know why Master let them run free. Not like Nobukatsu is going to do jack and Nobu is very much still trying to kill Mori for hooking up with her brother...twice," Hajime hummed.
"I thought that was a rumor," Erice gasped, looking interested as the two commissioned heroes looked to one another in worry.
"Nah, it totally was real" he laughed as Izo began to whine about no more booze in his cup. "Nobu thinks it's revenge. One Mori learned that his little brother was her lover and killed during the siege. Mori just likes Nobukatsu for whatever damned reason."
"What does Mori think?"
"I don't know. It's hard to get a read on a man who wants nothing more than to have heads on his spear to give to master and be doted upon by Nobu's younger brother. All I know is that he often has to run from a hail of bullets and Chacha is always trying to roast him alive. She also got into a scuffle with a few others because Katsu experimented for a while," Hajime whistled, kicking back as the heroes began to take notes on the man.
'No," Erice gasped.
'He slept with quite a few people and Nobu is not happy," he grunted. "A few Greeks, a few english and a few throwaways and Nobu is now on a warpath."
"Men or women?"
"Both," he winked as Erice looked shocked. "I never knew he had it in him! But damn! Now Katsu isn't allowed alone anymore because of it. Of course it was a dream for the little walking Sister Complex...now he hates it."
"Because he can't see Mori?"
"More like Nobu's threatening to shoot off his dick every time she sees them attempting to speak to one another," he sniffed, placing his empty glass down. "Nobu and Troupe are expected to come down in a week or so to help with the Hero Killer."
"Fuck that! He's mine!"
"Yes, yes Izo," they nodded as the man began to whine to them again. "We know."
"Then why are they coming here!"
"Izo…" The two sighed as the man began his whining tangent.
"Hey, look at this," Tensei whispered as his phone began to blow up with messages and alerts.
"Same here," Kamui murmured, phone out as he watched message after message pop up on his phone.
Suddenly a phone went off near the trio and Hajime sighed as he took out his own, not even bothering to look at it before hw answered with a heavy 'Hajime'. He seemingly listen for a few moments before bursting forward, hands on his legs as he listened more intently.
"Say what," he hissed. Another moment. "Erice! Turn on the TV to Channel 8! Now!"
"Oh..okay," she gasped, rushing to do so as Izo hummed in his drunken stupor.
"Was….was going on," he slurred, giggling as he hugged himself. "Is...is that Master on the TV?"
A FEW HOURS EARLIER, I-ISLAND
"You want what," Kadoc yelled as he jumped up.
"I will pull back all Chaldean Aide….All of It," Ritsuka stated, taking the teacup in trembling hands as he tried to calm his thoughts.
"We have bad enough press as it is! Pulling back-"
"It's what the UN and Commissions want though," Ashiya hummed as Rasputin sighed. "Is that not what the masses also want?"
"The refugee's in the Middle East and Haiti would say otherwise," Kadoc scoffed, hands on his hips as he began to pace. "And then what about Chaldean Fest next month? We can't refund everyone-"
``We can still have Chaldean Fest. It will be a theme park run by us, no need for heroing," Ashiya waved off as Edmond came in with a rolling tray of coffee.
"We will be depriving people of medical aid, food, shelter, basic human rights," Kadoc listed off.
'According to both our benefactors, we have none,'' Edmond spoke, fixing cups of coffee as the rest snorted. "So...make sure the monsters are locked up tight no? Go back to Antarctica for a while, let them make the tough decisions."
"Zhang Wei would still be alive, selling children's organs and into prositiuiton if we didn't kill him! He'd just be holed up in some prison for the rest of his miserable life!" Kadoc was pissed off, especially since he was the one that captured him.
"You think that they wouldn't have killed him?"
"Given the fact that Gao and Yan we're given so much shit for killing him, yeah they wouldn't have," Kadoc was getting angry. "They have allowed a thriving underbelly of corruption and perverseness that they want to ignore! The rural areas are fucking rife with this shit because who wants to go into the middle of buttfuck nowhere to work! But when we go there, BOOM! Press and News Media everywhere," he snarled. "Fucking ridiculous."
"I can't tell if you're for or against this Kadoc," Ritsuka sighed, shaking his head.
"I...Look, it's complicated," he hissed. "There are plenty of innocent people that we will be leaving behind and screwing over!"
"Let the other rescue heroes deal with it then," Ashiya scoffed, waving a hand off. "They seem quite happy to take the credit for saving people and then leaving when relief efforts must be done as well."
"And the rogue servants? They will no doubt be loving this," he demanded. "They will wreak havoc," he hissed, getting close.
"Unless they interact with us directly, they won't be our problem," Ritsuka shook his head, placing the cup and saucer down. "They want us to stop interfering, I am giving them what they want. They are the ones screwing everyone over."
"How are you so clam-"
"They targeted Russia and they said something to you didn't they," Ritsuka asked, Kadoc looking shocked before cursing.
"You have to stop doing that deduction...it's annoying," he grunted.
"I'm not wrong though?"
"No...no you aren't," he admitted with a sigh. "They...they said that our director...you," he began. "You were a monster that liked to brainwash powerful heroes to be unabashed killers," he scoffed. "If they only knew what unabashed killers were…"
"That's not what got you wound up tight...tell me please?"
"They said...they would take extreme measures to get someone more suitable to be the head of Chaldea," he admitted. "Someone more aligned with their goals."
"The gall," Kingu snarled, getting up as his chains slammed into the walls and ceiling. "Who knows better than my brother! Tell me, who in this damned world is filled with Mortal symbols that are thrown out as soon as they are worth nothing! Who in this world where their national pride is placed upon mortal symbols instead of the great history that formed their nation!"
"I don't know," Kadoc yelled, getting up as well.
"Humans," Castor growled as Pollux clutched her glass tighter. "They don't deserve your help master,' they roared to Ritsuka who was silent in his seat.
"I say we don't even help All Might! Shield has to know," Pollux cried out, unable to hold herself.
"I never go back on a deal," he murmured, getting up and stumbling to the window.
'Brother!"
"I am fine," he brushed Kingu off as Voyager clung to his waist. "I'm tired. Some time away from all of this will be good for us. We will help All Might. We leave tomorrow."
"Brother," Kingu began.
"No," he brushed. "I am tired of hiding. I will make the announcement soon. We will not reconvene as heroes until Chaldean Fest in a month, if only for a public service role instead of a 'heroic' one. We have invitations to the I-Expo which we will attend."
``And the MNEMOSYNE papers," he demanded. "They would attack the expo with them! And you say we are not to interfere," he scoffed. "Brother I did not take you for a fool."
"I am not a fool," Ritsuka smiled. "We will deal with it as an internal issue, and anything that happens outside will be dealt with accordingly. If they insist on being apart of the investigation we claim independence and tell them to fuck off."
"That will only put more suspicion on us."
"I don't care at this point," he snapped, turning to Kadoc who kicked the ground. "Why are you even fighting this? You hate this place more than me."
"I'm doing this because you've been off your game for a long time now," he hissed. "But I'm done with all this bureaucracy crap," his hands flopped to the side. "Antarctica is more home than this world. Servants and Masters are more accustomed to the shadows anyways."
'What of Izo. He will not stop hunting the hero killer," Moriarty began.
"He will be a special exception. We will remain active until the end of the next week after the end of the UA Sports Festival," Ritsuka explained.
"Being a hermit company...now this is familiar."
"Get everything ready," Ritsuka demanded. "I want this over with as soon as possible."
'Understood!"
"Guess we all better start packing up," Kadoc sighed as he slumped into a chair as the others began to do just that. "I just got here!"
"Not like we planned to stay any longer once master made his decision. Besides, it will be good to be back in Exemplum Chaldea," Moriarty smiled.
"Still, it's not a happy place since it's called Copy," Kadoc grumbled.
PRESENT TIME
"Before we continue with the Final Round of the Sports Festival, our Principal is imploring us to watch this," Midnight began as large monitors began to reveal themselves.
"Fujimaru-Sensei?"
"Man, he looks like crap!"
"That's the official Chaldean Logo…"
'They have something to say during the sports festival?"
"Hello," Fujimaru began, sighing as he did so seemingly aging a year. "As you all may well know, the Heroes Commissions and UN have been looking to limit Chaldea power over the last few weeks."
"Right, power to them! Damned monsters!"
"They do so much good though! It's sad that they want to do that!"
"Fucking Monsters! Fuck you Chaldea!"
Mixed reactions showed up in the stands as the students of US shifted uncomfortably.
"As well," Fujimaru began. "Our Director has yet to show himself, but I am here to clear the air in that I am the Director of Chaldea. Fujimaru Ritsuka, 5th director of Chaldea Security Organization and I hid my identity to be able to converse more easily with the younger generation."
"He sounds like a fucking pedo!"
"No way he's the director!"
"It makes sense considering his power and sway over the company."
"I have made the difficult decision to pull back all Chaldean Aide, Operations and Resources."
"What?"
That was the general thought and word spoken all around the world.
"Until further notice all Chaldean operated and funded events have been cancelled and pulled back. Rescue and relief efforts will cease as well. Any aide on police investigations will be pulled, except for that of the Hero Killer due to the close encounter today. We will be relocating for the foreseeable future into our Antarctica Base, where we originally were stationed. So all Chaldean Agencies will be empty and unusable until further notice. All info has already been shipped back to out Antarctica base.``
"They...they can't be serious…"
'Fuck this! They can't do that."
"They just want us to fall into line like sheep!"
"The UN and Heroes Commission have made it very clear that Chaldean intervention is not needed and a...rescreening of our people is needed. So we will be spending that time doing that in between I-Expo and internal investigations. We will not be available for any sort of call to aide, any we do provide will be during our internal investigations if they so happen to cross."
"They...they don't have the power to call back all their people! Some have been out on missions for months!"
"Make no mistake, I am not doing this because I want to. The UN and Commissions made it very clear that unless stated, we are not to interfere until our screening is vetted by both of them," he sighed, staring into the camera. "Any and all contracts will be fulfilled in lieu of this break. We do not go back on our promises," he smiled. "My final class in UA will be next Friday, and I do not intend to return after that," he explained as the other classes fell to their knees in shock.
"No….No," some students whimpered.
"I will still be accepting their assignments and grading them, but my resignation will be absolute," he nodded. "The Museum will be closed and packaged back to Antarctica as well."
"No! Sensei please," students began to cry in fear and anxiety at that. "Anything but that!"
"What of Chaldean fest!"
"Chaldean Fest will still be happening in the next month, so do not worry. But we will be acting as public servants and not heroes during that time. The original draw of support weaponry and guides of our agency will be changed to Chaldean Fest tickets."
"Sensei…" some students whispered, most of them looking to others trying to see if they where in on some sort of prank.
"I am saddened that this needed to occur, but it is needed. We will hold no other information dump aside from this. All Chaldean Resources, Operations and Aide will cease until further notice, until our screenings are vetted by both the Commissions and UN. We will not be on call for aid, rescue or any other missions. The trio of Izo Okada, Erice Utsumi and Hajime Saitou will be given exceptions due to their closeness to solving the hero killer case. They are not to be bothered," he warned.
"This...this is madness," Itsuka cried, shaking as Gawain placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Effect of tomorrow, everything will cease," he pressed, leaving forward. "Chaldeans Heroes at the UA sports festival may continue their work there until the end. But only in a public service, not heroing until screening begins," he warned. "After that you are all expected to return to Antarctica for screening and vetting. I will say it again. As of tomorrow, all Chaldean resources, aid and operations will cease until further notice. Thank you for understanding and may God bless you all," he inclined his head before the transmission cut off.
For a whole moment, the entire world was silent…
And then everything began to go up in flames.
I-ISLAND
"You cannot be serious," David began the moment he entered Ritsuka's packed up rooms.
"Everyone has made it quite clear what they think of us," Ritsuka hummed as he folded another shirt. "I follow the people and their wills. And their wills want us gone."
"You lead the world in humanitarian efforts-"
"And the UN would rather we didn't," he shot the other man down. "You won't win this argument."
"How can you abandon the people depending on you like that," David demanded, he jumped when Ritsuka slammed his suitcase closed.
"I am not abandoning them," he hissed, turning to the man. "I have fought, for weeks on end without so much as a light at the end of the tunnel against those board bastards," he was up in David's face. "But no...they want us gone….well," he spread his arms as he stepped back. "They are getting their wish! And we will abide by the contract we all signed. Until they approve us...nothing," he hissed.
"You know that's not what they meant Fujimaru-"
'I don't care! Not anymore. One can only deal with so much of this crap and I am DONE," he roared, still looking impeccable as he went back to his stuff. "All Might will still be going under surgery on the date you pick," he breathed out, calmer than before. "But we are...nothing more than a villain organization now."
"Fujimaru-"
'Everyone fears us...and you know...it's almost like the old days...back when a terrorist killed nearly everyone...including me," he hummed. "Sometimes I wish I was one of them, you know?"
"Hey," he went to grab the others arm before he was stopped by the boy.
"I know that this world would prefer us gone...I know that in the end nothing will change for us," he smiled. "But...I can only hope that we may get along during Chaldean Fest."
"I...I think your good people," David began before a laugh got him.
"No you dont...but I appreciate the sentiment...thank you for giving up the flash drive though. Speak to All Might and I will make sure the surgery is done," he nodded.
"Don't let this stop you," he yelled before Ritsuka eft the room fully.
"No…" he sighed, looking to the man. "I should be saying that don't let us being gone change what needs to be done," he warned.
"Huh?"
"You'll see...soon," he smiled before closing the door fully.
UA
Shinso felt as if his heart was going to burst from his chest.
"This couldn't be real" was the main thought in his head as he ran from the temporarily suspended Sports Festival to the Museum where Kintoki sat on the steps, smoking a cigarette.
"KINTOKI!"
The golden hero looked up, shades firmly on his face as he got too his feet and called out.
"Yo! I thought you where in the finals!"
"Tell me it's not true," Shinso demanded as he skidded to a stop.
"Huh?"
"Tell me it;s not true! You leaving! The Museum shutting down! Ritsuka….Fujimaru Sensei leaving," he gasped, hands on his thighs as he tried to get air back into his lungs.
"Kid...It's complicated-"
"You guys are seriously going to abandon people like that," he demanded before his shoulder was grabbed.
"Look," Kintoki sighed, taking off his glasses to show shocking purple eyes. "This wasn't something that we wanted to happen, got it?" When he received a head nod he continued. "But...the UN made it clear Chaldean intervention was not...required," he grunted. "That the rescue heroes would be able to deal with relief efforts and all our fundraising is nothing more than gerrymandering," he shrugged. "So...were pulling back for the foreseeable future. We got our own things to do and investigate. Better now than later," he scoffed.
"And leaving UA?"
"Boss was getting in some deep trouble with the Princiaple and that Aizawa guy," he grunted, stomping his cigarette out in the public ashtray the Museum offered. "It was always going to end with him leaving UA before the first year finished up."
"But...But…" Shinso stumbled for words. "He…"
"He made sure that your transfer to the hero course will go through. Conditions was you make it into the finals. So your good to go," he smiled but Shinso felt hollow. "You have friends you can depend on. Boss was just a fun teacher, yeah?"
"I...guess so…"
"I'll drive you back," he smiled, clapping the kid ont he shoulder as the clapped as his outfit changed into the biker one he was usually in.
"What is that process anyways," he demanded.
"Trust me, it will give you a headache," the man smirked as his whistled and snapped, before the, appearing his motorcycle, Bear. "Get on."
'Right."
"Your all leaving," Monoma asked, having watched Kintoki leave to head somewhere else.
"We have too….were too dangerous it seems,' Enma sighed as she cleaned some utensils; the Cafe had closed due to the vultur-ah, reporters trying to get in.
"It will be nice to see everyone again," Arthur offered up as Bedivere went around serving them all...adult drinks.
"How long," Kota asked, clinging to his parents who where calming the boy down who cried like mad once he realized the heroes who saved his parents where being investigated like villains.
"No more than a month at the shortest...years at the latest. I don't see this process taking a short time, soo...," Tristan hummed before Bedivere threw the man's drink in his face as Kota began to wail anew. "Too much?"
"Idiot," Bedivere sighed, moving to get the man a towel despite him being the one to toss the drink on him.
"Great...no doubt there will have to be extra screening at Chaldean Fest too," Agravain sighed as he rubbed his temple. "I am about to burst an artery," he growled before downing the shot, yes he got shots, in a single gulp.
"This sucks," Mordred sighed. "I wanted to take Fran out to a date in one of the forests here!"
"You'll just have to wait," Arthur said as the other girl nodded, Mordred let out a sound of despair before slumping back. "This a mess…"
Itsuka, Monoma and all others who volunteered there couldn't help but feel sad at the thought of these heroes who treated them like friends rather than students, were going to leave.
UNKOWN
"I was not expecting that," Galahad turned to his master who watched the Tv with interest. "This is not good."
"I swear the association is better than these bastards," Galahad sighed, getting up with a heave.
"You might be right," he admitted. "But then again, they where only stationed in London. These people are all over the world."
'This puts a wrench in our plans for Seraphix-"
"Not really," the man shrugged. "Chaldean Fest is still going to happen. So they will be drained of resources during that week," he nodded. "We will still proceed with our advancement."
"And our rouge servants? They will be meeting the others sooner than expected." Galahad scoffed .
"Your just upset," his master smirked as he blushed. "The Caster of Camlann is your mother after all."
"I just dont' want her and that bastard I call a father meeting sooner than they need to be," he burst.
"Ahahah! Your so fun to tease!"
'Shut your mouth!"
The two began to squabble back and forth as the world continued in it's crazed state.
"I don't want to speak of my mother any more, now that Chaldea is gone for the time being we have to focus on the other rogue servants serving All for One!"
'Oh I doubt they will do anything at all. They seem to be banking on Chaldean being around," his master stirred his cup of tea idly. "Banking on them to be around once the fall out occurs and for them to take the blame and bad press. Without them there they really can't cause their fall."
"Chaldea really is cursed."
"I guess so...I mean..after what happened to me," he smirked as Galahad shook his head.
UNKNOWN
"This is not good," Alter Ego sighed as he and Foreigner watched the broadcast. "Fujimaru will be able to get about his wits now that Ashiya will be able to monitor him more thoroughly along with Dantes."
"Things aren't going our way it seems," Foreigner hummed as she placed her parasol down and smiled at Caster. "Hello," she waved happily before saying. "It seems that the crazed dog has come to visit us!"
"Tch," the woman snarled, necklaces clanking together as she moved before the TV. "Our plans will have to cease until I-Expo."
'Indeed they will," Foreigner smiled, teacup in hand. "Chaldea unfortunately won't be around and we can't execute our plans without them around after all. Who will take the fall? Not us, certainly not." She shook her head before taking a dainty sip. "After all, they will be in their Antarctica fortress that even we haven't been able to observe, not to mention Seraphix got a major security upgrade once that little weasel decided to betray us."
'That was on me,' Alter Ego sighed. "For thinking he would be trust worthy in the end when he still clearly fears Fujimaru."
"Fujimaru is powerful, we underestimated him," Foreigner sighed groaning as giggling was heard from above.
"So the high class lady bitch admits she was wrong," Ceasre smirked as his sister laughed beside him. "Never thought I'd see the day, hmm sister?"
"Most certainly not brother! Now this is a day for celebration," Lucrezia grinned as Foreigner tightened her grip on her cup.
"Now listen her you little-"
'Oh I think she's mad brother!"
"Looks like a poodle though."
'That is it," she yelled before Alter Ego grabbed her as Caster laughed, the two grappled before she managed to calm down and ousht he man off of her. "Leave me be...especially you demons," she hissed to the Borgia siblings who merely smiled.
"We will get nowhere...where is Barca," Alter Ego demanded.
'Off drinking with some pretty girls or something," Caesar brushed off. "Not out problem."
"We are doomed."
A WEEK LATER
After that announcement, no one really cared about the UA sports festival. In the end, it was the announcement that was on everyones minds and even the final fights couldn't take peoples mind off of it.
The students of UA where anxious for the return of their soon to be former teacher, the man still not having come back on Monday and his final day was approaching fast.
In fact his final day was that day.
"Fujimaru-Sensei still hasn't come back," Rin commented as he fiddled with his portfolio of his topic. "He said his last day was today...and he's still not here."
"Don't forget," Pony began. "Where his first class of the day, so there is still plenty of time!" She smiled to them all as she stood from her seat.
"Yeah...but still.."
"You have so little faith in me I see," that joking voice had their heads snapping to the door where they spotted two familiar faces.
"SENSEI! COUNT!" They all yelled as the two entered.
"Hello, hello," Fujimaru smiled happily as he took stalk of the students. "Not a single student missing today! I hope the trend continues," he grinned as he placed his items down on the table.
"Sensei.." Monoma began.
"I am very proud of you all for how far all of you made it in the Sports Festival," he commented.
"Sensei...why are you really leaving," Setsuna asked, making Fujimaru stop and Count shift in place.
"Always asking the tough questions my girl," he began, turning to the Class President who shifted in her seat. "It's complicated and it's full of...things you'll come to learn as you join the work force."
"Why cant we learn now...know how to fight them-"
"You don't fight them, not unless you have a powerful backing and information," Ritsuka stopped Ibara. "If you don't, you roll over and say yes master."
"Understood," the vine haired girl murmured before sitting down.
"Now, pass your portfolio's up," he motioned, the wave of students pushing their items forward as Count went around to collect them all. "Today I have a special class, we will be going down to the training room and we will all be seeing the weapons and armor of different cultures. And you will be able to hold them."
"REALLY," Tetsu yelled out.
"Of course! I did promise did I not," he asked as he smiled to the mass of students who began to brighten up at the thought. "Up, up! Let's not waste the time! Come, come," he laughed as they all struggled to get up and out the door with the combined sound of their teachers laugh.
"Eager children," Count hummed as he watched they rush past.
"Hey," they all whined as they rushed down to their last ever class.
No...none of those thought. There will always be a possibility he could return...there always was a possibility.
Always.
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