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Eijiro looked at his calendar, just 7 months remained for him to train for UA. He had no school today so he planned to head to the gym later after training his Quirk by hitting himself with a pipe, but before that he needed to buy some hair dye stuff. He had asked Mina about where to buy stuff like that since he had no idea and she said that he could find almost everything at Kiyashi Ward Shopping Mall, a huge mall in Tokyo.
First, however, he checked out any of the latest news on Warlock. 3 months ago a new Hero showed up in Japan, stopping a hostage situation in less than a minute with a Quirk that no one could quite decide on what it was, and the mystery just drew people to him. He hid almost everything about himself but what he didn't hide was his manly spirit, he ran headfirst into danger, when the angle was just right and you saw his mouth he always had a smile on his face filled with a confidence to tell civilians that everything would be alright and to tell Villains that he didn't fear them and they shouldn't even try to fight him.
After only a couple of days he had gained a following of people trying to figure out as much about him as possible, when it was revealed that the entirety of Japan had no idea who the trench coat toting man was. Even now the only things people know is that he has green eyes, has a deep voice and he loves Heroes, after Kamui Woods had revealed that Warlock admitted that he was a huge fan of him and Death Arms after saving the hostages during his debut.
He didn't just stop with a single hostage situation either, he took down Villains when nobody else could and vanished as fast as he arrived. There was even a popular story from a woman who was getting mugged when the robber heard a noise behind him and saw Warlock, then the mugger just gave up and turned himself in to avoid fighting him. Eijiro liked that story, he hoped that when he became a Hero that tales of his manliness would be told like that.
But what people know Warlock from the most is from a group his fans have labelled as his arch nemeses, they went by many names but the most used one was "The Undying King's Faithful", freaky guys in Eijiro's opinion. Almost every case they showed up, so did Warlock and he beat them each time, even when they took down some other Heroes he would swoop in save the day and help out the Heroes who had been injured.
The latest news story was about Warlock stopping a rampaging Villain who had some kind of super strength Quirk with one of his super moves: Thunder Force. The one that caused a huge boom like thunder and threw away any Villain unlucky enough to get hit by it. He hadn't actually named his moves himself since he almost never spoke with the media, the only interview he ever did was his first one which didn't really reveal much, if anything about the guy. It was his fans on the various Hero forums who named his moves, he even has a page on the Hero fan wiki detailing all the manly stuff he's done.
Eijiro was pumped reading the news story, he wondered just what kind of training a guy as manly as him had to go through to be like that.
Izuku stood in the vast void of his dream, he held his arms out in front of him at a red target in a simulated street from his memories. A gentle hum in the air as well as a growing warmth, thrusting his hands out with one last word in Celestial. [Transmuted Thunderwave] A boom echoed through the void as the target was engulfed in flames and thrown backwards.
The target was still in one piece but damaged so Izuku held his hand out in front of him as green energy and red smoke swirled around him, pumping magic straight from his chest to speed up casting process so the second spell launched immediately after the first. [Quickened Agonising Blast] The glowing green and red beam of pure magical force slammed into the target leaving it shattered with a brief small cloud of red smoke.
Izuku sighed in relief, he had finally been able to reliably use both Metamagics one after the other after 3 months of practice. "Why is magic so hard?" he complained, as Couatl formed from nothing in front of him.
"You should be glad you have improved so much, though your Transmuted spells need work." They spoke in their many voices as the dream street of solid light vanished.
"I know, I can only change it to the fire or cold damage so far. So are we done for the night?"
"Indeed, though when you wake you will need to gather something." In front of Izuku were suddenly two separate crystals "To your left is mica, a brittle sheet of crystal formed in igneous rock and to your right is quartz, also formed in igneous rock but less fragile. Crystals are useful in magic, they are often used as focuses to cast spells through or materials a spell cannot be cast without. Either crystal can be used but your next level will require casting through a focus, and it is doubtful that you will find a magic wand or staff."
"So, what? You want me to go to a volcano and start mining for crystals?"
"That would be unwise, both can likely be found in jewellery stores, though quartz is comparatively more frequent. According to your memories, there is such a store within a "Kiyashi Ward Shopping Mall". You saw it on an advertisement once. Now wake up."
With those words Izuku was thrust into the waking world, he had grown used to a lot of weird magic stuff at this point where it didn't even faze him. Like it was normal to have a giant Celestial snake that has memories from the beginning of creation in your head telling you what to do.
Izuku got ready for the day and changed into his Warlock clothes, instead of risking someone touching Warlock and finding out about the illusions he instead purchased all the pieces for the outfit separately then used Mask of Many Faces to make it look like he was wearing normal clothes, when Warlock was needed he would use it again when hidden to change and hide his face and voice but erase the illusions on his clothes. Though sometimes he wouldn't wear the outfit and then some crime happened so he had to make illusions of his Warlock outfit as well.
Izuku made it look like he was wearing his normal casual clothes and headed for the mall. On the way there he checked the Hero Watch forum, after the initial introduction to the public, the news around Warlock was less abundant. The same was with the Hero forums but it didn't mean his alter ego wasn't popular by any means, he was like a local myth that people told stories about. He even had a page on the Hero fan wiki, granted every hero did but that meant that people already saw him as a Hero. That was slightly worrying as if they ever found out he wasn't a real Hero then there could be some problems, but that was future Izuku's problem, right now he needed crystals.
Izuku wandered the mall, he'd never been to one so big before, he looked around looking for a jewellery store but the place had four floors full of stores with almost everything. 'Oh man, I'm going to be here for a while I think.' Izuku then bumped into someone and fell down, it didn't hurt enough to waste magic on but it felt uncomfortable.
"Oh, I'm so sorry man, I wasn't watching where I was going. Are you ok?" The person he bumped into said, a teenager around his age with black hair and red eyes, he held his hand out to help Izuku up. He grabbed his hand and was helped up from the floor.
"Thanks and I'm sorry too, I wasn't watching where I was going either. This mall is way too big to find anything." Izuku said looking around again.
"Tell me about it, I've been wandering around here for like, 10 minutes trying to find a place that sells hair dye stuff." the stranger said with a laugh.
"Oh? I think I saw a beauty store on the second floor, I could lead you there if you want." Izuku offered, eager to help someone.
"Really? Thanks man, I'm Eijiro Kirishima by the way."
"Izuku Midoriya and don't worry about it, like any good Hero I just like to help people in need."
Kirishima looked at him with a smile "Man, with an attitude like that you'd make a great Hero. What's your Quirk?"
Izuku laughed awkwardly "It's kinda weird and specific to explain, so I just called it Magic. It lets me make a few specific things by saying "magic words"."
"Oh man, that's super cool! Mine's kinda boring compared to that, it's called Hardening, it just hardens my skin like rock." Kirishima explained showing off his Quirk on part of his hand.
"Really? That's not boring at all, you have offence and defence built into the same move. You could save lives by taking the hits that no one else could then take down a Villain with a rock hard punch. Not to mention the work you could do in a rescue scenario. That's a super cool Quirk if you ask me." Izuku explained his thought process, Kirishima looked happy to hear what Izuku had to say.
While the two walked they spoke about Heroes, Kirishima's favourite was Crimson Riot apparently, old school but definitely a great Hero. Of course Izuku's favourite was All Might, half of his room was covered by the man for crying out loud.
They both stopped in their tracks when they heard a gunshot, Izuku grabbed Kirishima and pulled him down behind the safety barrier on the second floor as he looked over. He grimaced as he saw the Lich's goons holding up a store at the bottom floor, a jewellery store, how did he miss that earlier? He looked around, there was nowhere to quickly run to and change into Warlock that didn't have a camera watching it or people hiding or running from the gunshot. Nowhere except exactly where he was right now, except that Kirishima was right next to him but if he wanted to save lives then he needed to change.
Izuku examined the scene, 5 cultists, one with a gun the rest with a sword and shield each and from what he can hear they want all the precious gems in the store. Izuku took a deep breath and closed his eyes. [Detect Magic] His vision was colourless except for the colours of magic, the only one with more magic was the one holding a gun the others had grey auras, so they were more than likely Quirkless, and green auras of transmutation on those with mutant Quirks. The magic one was either actual magic or a Quirk but whatever it was it glowed yellow with enchantment, so he either buffs of debuffs himself or others. There was also a faint orange glow of conjuration on his side, not a part of him.
Izuku's vision went back to normal as he looked around himself, nobody near or looking at him except Kirishima and no cameras either. He sighed in frustration. "Kirishima, can I trust you to keep a very big secret right now?"
"I feel like there are more important things to be focusing on right now but yes, you have my word bro." He said, confused but Izuku could see that he was trustworthy, well actually Couatl saw it through him but they told Izuku so it was basically the same thing. Izuku hid behind the barrier and mumbled words in Celestial, he put a hand over his face and chose the face and voice he wanted. His illusory clothes vanished and what remained, to Kirishima's amazement, was Warlock.
"Remember, please keep this a secret." he said, his voice now different and deeper to a stunned Kirishima.
Izuku leapt off the second floor and rolled as he landed, he ran up to the cultists with green energy crackling off his arms. [Eldritch Blast] He launched a blast to one of the sword and shield wielding cultists and knocked him out. Knowing he can't block bullets, he grabbed the shield. The other 3 cultists tried to attack him at once but Izuku was able to block most of the sword swings with the shield and dodge the rest.
He quietly chanted eldritch words and held his arms out as a gentle hum filled the air around him as well as a building chill to the air. [Transmuted Thunderwave] The blast echoed through the mall as the cultists were engulfed in ice and knocked away, shattering the ice they were encased in on impact with the ground. The final cultist spun around and shot at him 3 times, 2 bullets caught the shield but one caught his shoulder. His coat and suit weren't bulletproof but Izuku's body was a fair bit more durable that the average teenager thanks to the magic coursing through him so it didn't do too much damage but still penetrated his shoulder.
Izuku eyed the gun, six chambers and he heard 4 gunshots, just watch out for the gun and you'll be fine. Izuku launched another Eldritch Blast as the cultist fired again hitting him somewhere in the chest, Izuku hit the arm holding the gun, causing him to accidentally throw it away from himself. The cultist grunted and grabbed a sword and shield of his unconscious ally, the equipment glowed slightly as the cultist ran to close range. 'No words or hand movements, so it must be his Quirk.'
Izuku blocked and dodged attacks as the cultist swung with a deadly accuracy. Izuku had fought tough opponents in his dreams but this guy was the first real life Villain who had this kind of weapon expertise. The cultist slashed once more and hit Izuku's shield, he continued pushing down on it with the blade and spoke "You have proven yourself quite a nuisance to the Undying King. What do you hope to accomplish by merely prolonging the inevitable?"
"I'm hoping that you stop talking." Izuku said, kicking the cultist back and mumbling eldritch words before a light started glowing around him. [Sacred Flame] The light around Izuku had coalesced into a ball of radiant fire which was launched at the cultist but he parried and dispersed the blast with his shield before rushing Izuku again with a barrage of slashes.
"The Undying King entrusted me to bring a bounty of crystals, but your corpse shall substitute nicely." the cultist threatened, "I'll take that as a compliment." Izuku replied. The cultist's skill with the blade was definitely better than Izuku's with a shield and it was starting to show, the cultist found himself in a good spot and swung from below, knocking the shield out of Izuku's hand and landing a slash across his chest before jumping back to grab his gun.
Izuku's mind was on overdrive and he couldn't afford to pay attention to the pain, he raised his arm to shoot another Eldritch Blast as the cultist began to pull the trigger. Time seemed to move in slow motion as Izuku saw from the corner of his eye the black haired boy he made friends with earlier, skin hardened and running at the cultist. "Kir-Kid! Don't!" he shouted before he punched the Villain in the face knocking him out but the cultist still pulled the trigger and managed to shoot at Kirishima.
"Kid!" Izuku ignored his own injuries and ran over to the teenager, "Kid! Are you alright!?" he shouted in a panic. Kirishima just smiled his sharp toothed smile "My body moved on it's own," he lifted up his hardened arms which had a bullet stuck in them, "But I stopped the bullet." he chuckled, there was a small amount of blood where the bullet had penetrated through his skin but other than that he looked pretty good from Izuku's injury expertise. He sighed in relief and spoke a verse in Celestial. [Healing Light] The wound around the bullet glowing green before fading and causing the bullet fragments to fall to the ground from the wound being stitched back together. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"
"Is anyone else injured?" he called into the jewellery store and got a confirmation that nobody else was injured and the first shot fired was a warning shot. A short moment passed and Kirishima called the Police as Izuku was making sure all the Villains were all unconscious and taking extra care around the last one, he reached into the robe pocket of the last cultist where the orange glow was and found a large folded piece of paper. He activated Detect Magic again and saw it glow with orange conjuration energy.
He turned off Detect Magic and subtly put it in his own pocket before he heard a bombastic laugh from the heavens as All Might landed mere meters away from the crime scene.
"HAVE NO FEAR! WHY? BECAUSE I AM HERE!"
"You're late too." Izuku replied jokingly and slightly delirious, probably because of the bullet wounds, "But thanks for showing up All Might, it'll make clean up a little easier." Izuku laughed to himself before coughing up a small amount of blood "Oh right, I was shot. I guess one of those hit a lung." he said to himself calmly which made All Might look at him more than slightly concerned. He used his last 2 uses of Healing Light to mostly heal the wounds. The bullet wounds were healed and the bullets to fall out of the wounds they created and the slash on his chest had mostly healed enough to seal up and leave a scar. "Eh, good enough."
Police arrived soon after and took the cultists away, Izuku and All Might had to have a talk with Kirishima about how he shouldn't run into danger like that and the like but as he explained how his "body moved on it's own" and how he "couldn't just stand around when Warlock looked like he needed help" and other heroic wisdom. All Might's face lit up slightly more when he listened, considering he had a permanent smile on his face it was a little hard to tell. Izuku felt awkward telling Kirishima not to do the exact thing he was currently doing but he could probably make it up to him. Did he have any Crimson Riot merch at home?
Izuku suggested to All Might that Kirishima just get a warning as he really was on the ropes during the last moments of the fight, All Might seemingly agreed and the Police didn't seem inclined to argue with the current world's strongest man. The Heroes watched as Kirishima was talked to by the Police.
"I'm just saying, All Might, that kid has spirit. I don't want his Hero career sullied for saving someone's life." Izuku chuckled, coughing slightly from the slight damage he still has which earned another slightly concerned glance from All Might. "I'm guessing you'll want to stay for the news, but I have things to get done." Izuku spoke quiet words of Celestial as white energy slowly danced across his body before being absorbed into him. [Expeditious Retreat] Izuku's body glowed slightly with pale light and quickly turned to All Might "OkwellseeyoulaterAllMightBye." he said extremely quickly before sprinting off at full speed, leaving a pale brown blur of his coat behind him.
All Might assumed that was how he got to the scene of a crime so quickly and planned to tell Naomasa about it, they were both sure that this Warlock guy had some connection to All for One but with the way he acted, especially now, they couldn't be sure.
Eijiro was glad that he only got a warning for what he did, but man was that scary, he wondered if this is what Crimson Riot felt like when he risked his own life to protect people. This only cemented Eijiro's desire to be a Hero, to save as many people as possible with his Quirk and do what Midoriya had told him "Save lives by taking the hits that no one else can." he repeated to himself, looking at where the bullet had hit his arm. He hardened his Quirk more than he had ever before when taking that bullet but it still hurt him, just another reason to train harder.
Eijiro was walking from the mall now, after he gave a statement about it to the Police he was let off with a warning and able to go home after buying hair bleach and red hair dye. He didn't say anything about Midoriya to the Police though, the dude was super manly, he even made sure everyone else was ok before tending to his own wounds. And he was Warlock! Going back on his word and just telling everyone like that after Midoriya trusted him enough to reveal his secret identity was super unmanly, he wouldn't even dream of it.
"Kirishima!" a voice called out behind him, it was the man himself, Midoriya currently not dressed as Warlock. He immediately pulled him close almost intimidatingly "Please tell me you didn't tell anyone." he whispered.
"Don't worry, Midobro, I would never. A real man always keeps his word." he whispered back.
Izuku let him go and sighed in relief "Oh thank goodness I- Wait, Midobro?"
"Yeah, like, your name and bro. I thought it was pretty good."
"Alright, well thanks for taking a bullet for me, literally."
"No worries man, just doing what any Hero should, right?" Midoriya chuckled and coughed a little "Dang bro, are you ok? You got pretty busted up back there."
"Eh, I've had worse." Midoriya said with a shrug, him and Midoriya walked until they reached the train station where they parted ways after exchanging phone numbers, much to Midoriya's awkwardness, apparently he'd never given anyone his phone number so he didn't know how.
After getting off the train, Eijiro was walking through an area on his way home that pretty much never had anyone around it and where he usually trained his Quirk.
"Excuse me, young man." he heard a voice from behind him, turning around and saw a tall skinny man with yellow hair.
It was 5pm when Naomasa got to the HPSC main office, he was already informed via email that he would be part of a discussion about Warlock. When he got to the building he showed his badge and ID as per usual and was allowed in. A few months ago he had been assigned by the president of the HPSC to gather as much data as he could when interrogating the Villains that Warlock defeated and reviewing any and all reports with Warlock involved.
He entered the meeting room with a large table meant for much larger meetings in the centre and a screen on the wall. Inside was Hawks, Nezu and the HPSC president herself.
"Detective, take a seat." the president said, he did and she began speaking again "I have gathered you here today to present what we know about this "Warlock" and what to do with him. As you already know, we haven't informed the public of his lack of Hero status to not cause any panic that someone as powerful as him isn't a registered Hero. Although that cannot remain the case forever." she looked to Naomasa, "Detective, would you please present what you have gathered on the man."
Naomasa cleared his throat "Yes, Madam President." he presented a folder with several pages neatly tucked inside "From what I can tell, Warlock is in possession of multiple Quirks, not a single Quirk that seems like two or three. I have counted a minimum of 11 and a maximum of 13 Quirks used by him, it is possible he has more." everyone in the room had a slightly darkened expression after this was said, Hawks for different reasons as he currently didn't know about All for One. "It was believed that he had a Quirk that could negate another's Quirk but this was disproven after being damaged by Quirks several times, however he was immune to my Lie Detector which leads me to believe he has some kind of Quirk that prevents Quirks similar to mine from working."
Naomasa removed several pages from the folder "From what we can tell, Warlock is on the side of Heroes. Any time he has appeared is when a Villain could not be stopped by the Heroes present or when no Heroes were present. He has also shown a great deal of care for civilians and specifically the Musutafu area. In a case today he had rushed to help a teenager who had acted in vigilantism against the Villain he was fighting and afterward had checked if anyone else was injured before tending to his own wounds. These wounds in question were 2 gunshot wounds and a large laceration across his chest."
Naomasa placed several more pages from the folder onto the table "Warlock seems to have a trend of fighting members of The Undying King's Faithful, a group of cultists who serve a "Dark Lord" they refer to as the "Undying King". Their goal is not currently known, those kept in custody don't reveal information about their goals, all we know is they want large amounts of precious gems and metals, more curiously they also want large amounts of high quality paper and ink. It is presumed that Warlock knows more about their goals but has yet to reveal anything about them as we have security footage of him taking a piece of paper from an unconscious member of the cult from this morning's case. That is all" Naomasa sat back down.
"Thank you, Detective." the president said, she turned to Hawks "Hawks, What information have you been able to gather?"
Hawks sat up in his seat "I've not seen the guy up close yet but I've been up in the air when he was around a couple times, he vanishes without a trace every time after he's finished with the criminals. He's always wearing that coat and hat like ol' Naomasa which gives him a unique silhouette, but the strange thing is the one time I was able to use my feathers to sense him, I didn't sense that he was wearing a coat even though I had seen him wearing it. If he's got a Quirk that makes people see their worst fears, who's to say he doesn't have one that makes people see him as someone else." He shrugged and relaxed back into his seat "That's all I got, Madam President."
The president nodded "Very good, Hawks." she turned to Nezu who had been drinking tea "Principal Nezu, you had Recovery Girl run tests on Warlock's blood gathered on the Villain's weapons. Please inform us of the results."
Nezu slowly drank from his cup before gently setting down his cup "He is Quirkless." he spoke seriously, shocking everyone in the room. He stood up on his chair and pushed an open folder containing several test results. "We performed as many tests as we could in the time we had, all attempts to test for the Quirk gene of the individual had failed. The initial tests have been proven to be 99.8% accurate. The more intricate tests to examine the energy left behind by Quirks inside of blood have left us with quite different results."
Nezu revealed a specific paper from the folder "Here is a blood sample of a Quirked individual after a test to expose the amount of "Quirk Energy", energy given off by Quirks that remains on or in the body of those with Quirks. Of course, the amount is rarely higher than a few specs of light on the sample." Nezu reached for a paper that remained in the folder "This is Warlock's blood sample." The sample was barely even blood coloured anymore, the amount of Quirk Energy in the blood had caused the entire sample to glow with light. The same test was done with remnants of blood left over from All for One after his battle with All Might and looked almost exactly the same, much to the uncomfort of Naomasa and the president.
"No Quirk gene and yet he contains very high amounts of Quirk Energy. Very curious indeed." Nezu said taking another long drink of tea "I understand that you have someone testing for DNA matches in Japan's national database. How are those tests going, Madam President?" Nezu asked.
"Thank you for your quite useful information, Principal. As for your question, I have had someone testing that since we received blood samples." suddenly the phone in the room rang which the president answered, she listened intently before saying "Very good, bring the test results to meeting room D." shortly after a HPSC employee entered the room with a folder and left.
The HPSC president opened the folder and read it's contents before placing the folder on the table, "The tests confirm the individual is a Human, genetically male and Quirkless. We also have no match with any active and inactive Heroes or Villains on file. Unless we are given access to Japan's medical database of civilian blood samples, this man may continue to be a mystery to us."
Nezu paused to think for a moment before pouring another cup of tea, "So what shall we do with our mystery Vigilante, Madam President? I'm sure you find him much too useful to get rid of."
The president looked at Nezu who looked back with much less of a natural serious glare as the president, she then turned to look at Hawks "Hawks, I want you to fly over Musutafu and search for Warlock, if you don't find him tonight then focus on crimes committed by the cultists. If you can be there when Warlock is or when he escapes then you can catch him and convince him to come with you. And if he doesn't cooperate..." she let the last unfinished sentence hang in the air for a moment.
Hawks had an uncharacteristically serious face, "Yes, Madam President."
The president turned to face all members of the meeting "Unless anyone has any further information, this meeting in adjourned."
Izuku sat in his room at night after training on the beach, looking over the piece of paper he took from the cultist he fought. It was a large sheet of extremely high quality paper which had glowed with conjuration magic. When unfolded, Izuku saw a series of characters of a language he didn't understand but could tell they were magical in some way. There were also various symbols and circles with inscriptions in them all over the paper and the ink itself also looked to be high quality.
Izuku compared what he was looking at to a priceless artefact that had been kept in pristine condition for generations.
'So what is this?' Izuku thought, knowing Couatl was listening.
'A scroll. Magic inscribed onto parchment to create a one time use spell, almost anyone with enough magical training could use it. At your level it is hypothetically possible.'
'A single use spell of conjuration...Conjuration is moving things to and from you while also moving you to and from things. Could it have been an escape route?'
'It is thought to be possible, others have guarded scrolls of weaker and stronger magic before. This current scroll appears very similar to that of a 4th Level spell.'
'That's mildly terrifying that their forces have access to that kind of power. Do you think I can replicate it?'
Couatl seemed to be in thought for a moment 'It may be possible but at the price of time and materials, both of which you do not have. There may be another way, though it is a more complex and time consuming method to cast the spell multiple times but it is far more unlikely to be possible as it requires a vast magical knowledge. If it is recalled correctly there were none of your kind that knew of magic before the Lich arrived.'
'...What about those who aren't Human? You said that none of MY kind knew about magic but Nezu is the smartest Hero on the planet and he's an animal. Maybe there's someone who isn't a Human who knows something.'
'A search will be attempted. Your training will be delayed so it is suggested that you patrol while this is done. Communication will be halted for a period of time.'
Izuku dispelled Mask of Many Faces and the illusions around Izuku faded as he was suddenly in his Warlock outfit, still damaged from this morning. 'You got it!' he thought energetically before climbing out of his window.
Izuku had been jumping from rooftop to rooftop and stopping the occasional crime he came across with a quick Eldritch Blast or two and a call to the Police. Around 15 minutes had passed since Couatl went to do whatever they were doing to search for someone with magical knowledge who didn't want him dead but he had doubts that anyone like that existed on Earth, they probably would have gotten into contact with him in some way if that were the case.
He heard some screaming and commotion and started to run to the source. He arrived to see 3 cloaked cultists, one much larger than the other two and being held back by the other two using chains made by one of their Quirks.
"So Trigger is this powerful Brother? Our Dark Lord will be most pleased to have some of his own." He heard one of the cultists say. Izuku had heard of the drug known as Trigger that boosted one's Quirk factor, 'Apparently the Lich's cultists will resort to drugs to get an upper hand. Not that it matters' [Detect Magic] The big cultist glowed brightly with transmutation from the Trigger and the other two lit up red with evocation. One could make chains but the other one wasn't known.
Izuku leapt from the roof into a roll as green energy crackled off his arm and an Eldritch Blast was shot at the cultist who didn't create the chains, knocking them out cold. The Trigger using cultist looked at him with bull horns coming from under his torn up cloak which only covered his head and shoulders now instead of his whole body, revealing the cultist looked similar to a minotaur but very muscular thanks to the Trigger.
Izuku took this moment of surprise to try and examine more of his opponents but he didn't have much time until they started attacking him.
The chain cultist growled in frustration and released his chains off the minotaur cultist, "Gore our enemy, Brother! His soul shall make a nice present for our Lord." The minotaur cultist only made growling noises in response and started to run at Izuku. He began to mumble celestial words as a hum filled the air but he stopped as someone else joined the battle.
Many red feathers flew at the minotaur villain and pinned him down, Izuku and the remaining cultist looked up to see the current number 3 Hero in Japan, Hawks. "What? You weren't going to invite me to the party?" he joked as he slowly flew further down.
'Wow! It's Hawks! What's he doing here? I didn't know he did patrols around here. No, focus Izuku. You can fanboy later.' Izuku thought before shouting to Hawks "Big guy's hopped up on Trigger and the other guy shoots chains, another is unconscious but I don't know his Quirk!"
The minotaur cultist let out a guttural shout as he ripped himself free from the smaller feathers, Izuku took this moment to speak an incantation in Celestial as veins of light crawled from his chest and up his arms. [Guiding Bolt] The blast shot out like a lighting bolt of holy light and collided with the minotaur's chest, searing and burning him and leaving a large mark and causing his body to glow a dull pale light.
Hawks went to attack again but was barraged by the chain cultist, Hawks effortlessly flew in-between chains before drawing one of his larger feathers like a sword and slicing through the chains with ease. The cultist tried to extend and swing more chains but Hawks had already made it to close quarters and bashed him with the blunt side of his feather blade.
Izuku barely dodged an attack from the minotaur cultist who smashed the ground with giant fists, the concrete shattered and shot around which hit Izuku in the arm but he didn't have time to assess his damage. The minotaur looked pretty beat up already so Izuku sent an Eldritch Blast, the beam of pure magical force bent slightly in trajectory thanks to the secondary effect of Guiding Bolt, which helps guide the next attack to hit a weaker point on the target. The weakened cultist was barely holding onto consciousness until Hawks came and bashed him over the head with the blunt end of his feather sword and knocked the cultist down, cement cracking further on impact.
After calling and waiting for the Police, Izuku climbed to the top of another building and went to search for more crime but was stopped by Hawks once he reached the top. "You sure you're ok to run around like that?" he asked, pointing to Izuku's arm which looked like his left elbow was fractured and hanging by his side, somehow Izuku hadn't noticed how damaged it was.
He grabbed his wrist and reset his arm with an audible crack sound. It hurt a hell of a lot but it was better than leaving it on it's own or wasting his last 1st level spell in case he needed it. He quickly made a make shift sling out of some bandages he kept on him in case of injuries he couldn't treat, it certainly wasn't hospital grade but it functioned until he could heal it. Izuku was certainly not a doctor nor did he have Couatl helping him out but he at least got injured in training and by Katsuki in the past enough to know how to do some rough first aid on himself.
Hawks just awkwardly watched as he fixed himself like he was in a survival situation "Do...Do you want a ride to the hospital? I can give you a lift." he asked, confused.
Izuku shrugged with his right arm "Well it worked well enough, I'd say I'm good. Thanks for the help Hawks, I'll catch you later." he said jumping off the building and into an alleyway.
Hawks wasn't expecting that, he flew down to try and chase but was apparently too late as any sign of Warlock had vanished. Only a possibly drunk homeless man sitting in a pile of trash who, upon noticing the Hero, asked if he had any change. Hawks handed him 500 yen and flew up to try and get a view of the streets and any suspicious activity to point toward Warlock.
After a minute it clicked in his head and he flew back down to the alley and saw the homeless man had also vanished without a trace and was nowhere nearby. "Damn it, I should have known."
Izuku was sitting in an abandoned building after using Expeditious Retreat and Mask of Many Faces to escape from Hawks. Izuku had a gut feeling that Hawks wanted to bring him in to someone, he wasn't quite sure who exactly but he assumed it wouldn't end well for him. Thankfully he was able to escape somehow and his drunk homeless man act had gotten him 500 yen richer so not everything was bad.
'Do you wish to explain how you managed to break your arm and use both of your spells in the span of 20 minutes?' Couatl asked suddenly, back from searching for another magic user. They sounded slightly disappointed from what Izuku could tell but it was hard to gauge considering the countless voices that made up Couatl's voice.
'In my defence you left me unsupervised, but I did find out that the Lich might have an interest in Trigger. It's a drug that boosts Quirks so he might think it could boost magic but it just stimulates the Quirk gene in the body and forces a person's Quirk to activate harder than it could before so it might be dead end for him.' Izuku replied in his head. 'So did you find another person who can use magic or is that a dead end for us too?'
'This "Nezu" creature has no knowledge of magic. However, another not of your kind was found who had such knowledge, it was a surprise even to one with foresight.'
'Wait really!? Are they another animal like Nezu? Or are they some kind of Celestial like you who came here to help? Or was there a tear between certain Planes of Existence which allowed-'
'Izuku. Rambling.'
'Right, sorry.'
'They are not Human and it is assumed they have been on this planet for at least a millennium. Though such a statement is only a guess without proper evidence.'
'So who are they? Where are they?'
The next morning Izuku walked through a street in Tokyo he wasn't familiar with until he reached what he was looking for. A large and wooden building that had stood the test of time since the dawn of Quirks and supposedly even further before that. From what research he could do on the place it was apparently a family run library and an old man ran it on his own now. Izuku walked in, the library was empty and he was immediately hit with the sight and smell of many shelves of old books and polished wood.
"Ah, hello, young man." Izuku heard a kind voice behind him and saw the owner sitting behind a wooden desk, a tall, thin, old man wearing a light grey suit with a setting sun design on the tie, he had long, pale gold hair, no facial hair and pointed ears, one would assume a side effect of his Quirk. "Welcome to the Seldarine Library, not many as young as you are interested in history in this day and age, but I will be glad to help you with anything you need." he said with a kind smile.
Izuku thought to Couatl, 'This is him, right?'
'Correct.' they responded.
Izuku walked over to the desk and placed the unidentified scroll on the desk, "I was hoping to know more about this." he said keeping an eye on the man's face for any obvious change. He looked incredibly surprised but tried to mask it.
"Well young man, I'm not sure I quite know anything about this." He said while looking at it intently, it didn't take a genius to figure out he was lying.
"Well let me tell you what I know about it. It's a magic scroll containing a 4th Level spell from the conjuration school of magic." Izuku said, if the man didn't look surprised before then he definitely did now. Noticing his stunned silence Izuku continued "I think we should have a talk, High-Elf."
The Elf's shocked face quickly faded into a serious one, "How do you know all of this?"
"Let's say I have friends in high places." Izuku held his hand out "Perhaps we got off on the wrong foot. I'm Izuku Midoriya and I'm a Warlock of a Celestial. I'm curious about magic."
The Elf looked seriously at the green haired boy in front of him before chuckling to himself and shaking his hand "Well I'm glad that someone up there is doing their job. It's bad enough that cultists come running around all willy-nilly but having a Lich of all things come by this old forgotten realm is something else." The Elf hit his walking stick on the ground and all the windows and doors locked themselves, he walked around behind his desk and spoke a phrase in a language Izuku didn't understand.
A door materialised behind the desk made of a different and high quality wood with a golden handle, he opened it to reveal a staircase leading up to a floor that shouldn't exist according to the building's layout. Izuku followed the old Elf as he walked up until they reached a room made of high quality wood and furniture of elegant design. "I'm not the grand old magic user I once was but I can still help you with your magic questions. Tea?" the Elf asked.
Izuku nodded and an ethereal silver hand appeared and poured two cups of tea from a kettle, "Oh, sorry young man, I was so excited I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Veratain Hai Sylvar. Enchanter, historian and worshipper of Labelas Enoreth. Though that likely doesn't mean much to one as young as you but that would have meant a great deal of a lot back in my old realm."
Izuku awkwardly smiled at the old man and thought to Couatl 'Does any of that mean anything to you?'
'Labelas Enoreth is an Elven God, his domain lies around time, history and philosophy. An interaction with him has not been made but it is known that his goals do not collide with yours.'
'Good to know.' Izuku pointed to the scroll he gave the Elf "So what can you tell me about this spell, Sylvar?"
Sylvar examined it for a moment before getting irritated and placing a small pearl on the scroll and holding his walking stick over it. His eyes changed to a white colour and a ethereal circle of runes hovered above the scroll, after a minute of mumbling in a different language Izuku didn't understand the circle faded and his eyes changed back to a normal blue. [Identify] "This spell is of 4th level and can teleport the caster and another person 150 meters away. Do you mind if I keep this?"
"Go ahead, I can't read it." Izuku thought for a moment "Say, you said you were an Enchanter right?" he asked.
"That I am, maker of magical items and goods, though my skills in magic have grown quite rusty after all these millennia. I lost a lot of my old books to a fire in Egypt a couple thousand years back."
"Do you have any magic items I can use? To stop the Lich's minions and stuff."
Sylvar chuckled excitedly to himself as he hurried into a different room, Izuku heard him sort through things, a few things falling down and what he could only guess were curses in Elvish. He came back in with a very fancy looking satchel which he demonstrated it's use by taking his cup of tea and dropping it in the bag, he tipped the bag upside down and nothing came out, he then reached in farther than the bag was deep and pulled out a staff that couldn't logically fit inside the bag.
He chuckled at Izuku's impressed expression, "This is a Bag of Holding. If it fits in the hole, it can fit in the extradimensional space inside the bag. It holds a maximum of 230 kilograms of material. Just think about what you want to pull out and you will. I don't mind parting with it for a few decades."
Izuku examined the bag and reached in, he wanted to pull out the cup Sylvar put in and he felt the still warm cup in his hand, he pulled his hand out and he held the cup of tea. "Wow, this is great! I can use this in so many different ways! But it does seem to clash with the rest of my look." Izuku paused and dispelled Mask of Many Faces, he placed his trench coat on the table. "Can you put the magic from the bag into the coat? If that's not too much to ask of course."
Sylvar just smiled in response as the nostalgia hit him of his old job enchanting items for adventurers, "What kind of Enchanter would I be if I couldn't?"
On Nabu Island
The few survivors of the attack on Nabu Island huddled in the caves inside the ancient ruins. Only 30 people remained from the original 1000 and the rest were either enslaved or killed. The Villain who attacked had a Quirk that could transform corpses into zombies, skeletons and other monsters which was absolutely horrifying for any of the survivors, to watch their slaughtered loved ones try to kill them.
Takeshita was sent here with two other Heroes a while ago, thinking it was a natural disaster that knocked out communications to and from the island but he learned the real reason the hard way. Now he sat, covered in old bandages by a lantern with the rest of the survivors, the only Hero still alive. At least his Quirk could make bamboo shoots to feed the survivors and they could easily get water to boil them in to get rid of the toxin.
He got up and said goodbye to the remaining survivors in case he didn't come back, as was routine at this point. He carefully ventured as far as possible from the ominous tower and across the destroyed civilisation which had the occasional wandering zombie or skeleton walking through but they went down with a few whacks from his bamboo staff, that is until they got back up a few minutes later. He was fortunate enough to not run into any of the armoured ones that could speak, they were a real nightmare to deal with because they bossed groups of zombies around, they had killed the other Heroes that came with him.
He was thankful that the zombie bites didn't turn other people into zombies like in horror movies or else everyone would be gone by now, he just had to hope for help to arrive sooner rather than later. He returned to the survivors empty handed today, no new survivor and no new supplies.
He was grateful that one of the survivors had a Quirk that could purify the sea water or else they wouldn't have survived this long. Takeshita couldn't help but think back on his life as he sat quietly with the rest of the survivors, he fondly remembered family, friends and co workers, then his old friends from school, he wondered what Tobita was doing these days.
He watched the bamboo fuelled fire as the survivors cooked the bamboo shoots for today. He hoped that he would at least find someone else still alive on the Island, he heard some of the survivors talk about a pair of siblings that might still be alive somewhere. Maybe he could at least find them alive tomorrow.
Thank you for reading! Leave a review if you'd like.
I figured that Izuku needed a way to get magic items like any real D&D character and he can't enchant things himself or find them in dungeons so I thought I would put someone in who would do the enchanting for him.
Enter Sylvar, with his connections to an Elven God of time and history I thought it would at least a fun way of introducing Izuku to magic items (Giving him a magic coat to further confuse the Heroes, Villains and everyone else) and have a real reason to actually be on Earth thousands of years prior in the first place. He also has a reason to not just wreck everything with magic because of his lack of spell books due his old library burning down and the millennia without any other sources of magic dulling his knowledge.
And yes I basically named him after that one 2e Elf character, Vartan Hai Sylvar. They're related somehow, don't question it, just look at the funky magic coat.
Anyway, other stuff I should mention.
Kirishima in general, I just thought it would be fun to have him get One for All. He's got all the Heroic stuff going on so I figured he was a good fit for the job if anyone. I also just thought it would be funny to have the two bump into each other at the mall while it was being attacked.
We got to see what information the HPSC has on Warlock, slowly gathering bits and pieces as to who he really is. But will they learn the truth before another group does?
And we get to see what happened on Nabu Island in the past few months...Everything is bad over there. Unfortunately for old Takeshita.