Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia or any of the characters, They belong to Kōhei Horikoshi, I just like to play with them.
*Before Deku's Dream*
The mysterious man looks behind him to see if he is being followed. He is not. He enters the dormitory area where he knows he will find Izuku asleep. He enters successfully, without waking up any of the residents. He stealthily climbs up the stairs where he knows Izuku's room is located.
He comes in and leaves the black suitcase on the floor, beside Izuku's bed. This suitcase contains something that might turn the lives of Izuku and his friends around. He debates on whether or not he should leave a handwritten note, and decides that he should allow a hint alongside it. This will help you. He writes and chuckles to himself. This is more than enough, he decides and gets up to leave.
The mysterious man takes a last look at Izuku's sleeping form. He looks so calm and peaceful when he's not worrying about saving the world. He thinks. Adorable.
He leaves when he notices Izuku stirring in his sleep.
`Time - 6:30 AM
The sun has barely risen when Izuku Midoriya suddenly wakes up from his fitful sleep. He's alarmed to see broken glass everywhere and his belongings scattered across the floor. What happened here? He wonders and looks at his hand, which is charged with his power, One For All. Did I do this in my sleep? He thinks to himself.
Suddenly the door to his room opens and there stands Aoyama with a scowl on his face. "Would you mind not being so loud!?" He snaps and Izuku startles.
"Sorry-I'm sorry for waking you up." He apologizes, bowing his head and scratching his neck nervously.
Annoyed, having just been woken up from his beauty sleep, Aoyama continues. "Would you mind not getting so excited? Not enough cheese perhaps!?
What is this guy even on about? Izuku wonders and sees no point in arguing with Aoyama this early in the morning, he apologises again and Aoyama leaves with a huff.
He tries to go back to sleep again but has no luck. Yeah like I'll ever sleep now, not with that dream.
He thinks he saw him, the first one. The first one to bear "One for All". It was one of the strangest dreams he'd ever had.
No point going back to sleep now. He decides and gets up from his bed.
He decides to leave for a run, seeing as it was early morning and he still had some time to kill before he had to get ready for school.
Just as he's about to grab his phone from the floor, he must've accidentally thrown it away in his sleep, his eyes land on a black suitcase, sitting near the foot of his bed.
That wasn't here last night. He thinks to himself. He shrugs and picks up his phone. He looks at the suitcase again and notices a piece of paper sticking out from underneath the case.
Izuku pulls out the note. It reads, "This will help you."
Weird. Izuku thinks. He crumples up the note and ponders on whether it would be smart to open the case or not. There could be something dangerous inside. He muses. He did just have a nightmare he had woken up from with glass shards all around him.
I should call someone. He thinks, already unlocking his phone and scrolling through his contacts.
He settles for calling Mr. Aizawa, and he was well, their teacher, and the person in charge of their dormitories.
"Mr. Aizawa-" Izuku starts as soon as Eraserhead picks up the phone but his sentence is cut off immediately.
"Midoriya," Mr. Izawa's voice is cold, sending a shiver down Izuku's spine. I should have called All Might. He mentally chides himself and starts again.
"Sir, there is something-"
"You're disrupting my peace, so early in the morning. This better be worth my time and energy" Mr. Aizawa sighs and continues, "Make this quick."
Izuku gulps nervously and resumes, "Well, this morning I found a suitcase in my room with a note alongside it saying something weird like, this will help you.
"That is hardly a cause for my concern." Mr. Aizawa cuts in. "If you found something in your room that doesn't belong to you, hand it in to the Lost and Found department, or to your class president, don't bother me."
Izuku stammers, "You don't understand-I-Well, when I woke up this morning, my window was broken and there was glass everywhere. All of my furniture had also been toppled over," he pauses then, expecting Mr. Aizawa's interruption. When Izuku doesn't receive any snarky comment from the other end, he feels encouraged to continue. "What if there is something dangerous inside the suitcase? It's probably nothing and I'm just overreacting but I thought it would be better to be careful."
Eraserhead ponders over the situation. There's no harm in being too careful. He agrees with Izuku there, and responds with, "Okay, I'll be over there in 10 minutes. Think you can manage to not blow up the dorms or cause any other damage until then?" He asks and Izuku replies with a "Yes, of course!" Hastily, ending the call.
Time- 7:00 AM
Mr. Aizawa arrives shortly after his chat with Izuku on the phone. He would be lying if he said that his curiosity wasn't piqued when Midoriya called him. There hadn't been a lot of crimes in the city since the Nomu incident with Endeavor and Hawks, and Eraserhead suddenly found himself hungry for a fight.
"Show me the bag." He orders as soon as he enters the room and Izuku hurriedly presents him with the suitcase.
Aizawa lifts the case up, as if to measure its weight and lightly shakes it. Something rattles softly inside the bag. "Whatever it is," he says, "it's not too heavy, or alive."
"So…" Izuku mumbles, and Eraserhead unceremoniously opens the bag, earning a yelp from his student.
"I thought you were going to be careful!." Izuku exclaims and Aizawa looks at him with disdain on his face, disapproving of his reaction.
"I didn't see the point." He answers and rummages through the bag's contents.
"This is just strange…" He starts and Izuku joins him, peering down into the case.
Strange would be the correct way to describe the situation. Yes. The huge suitcase contained some DVDs and manga, and toys, and... nothing else. Making off their careful and serious expressions seem almost comical.
Izuku stands beside Mr. Aizawa, not daring to look at his teacher.
2 minutes pass in silence and Izuku finally decides to look at Eraserhead, who is already glaring at him coldly.
"This is what you called me here for?" Mr. Aizawa says and Izuku chuckles nervously.
"Well…" He starts and is cut off.
"I have better things to do than worry about dolls, Midoriya." Eraserhead says, still rummaging through the suitcase. He frowns.
Izuku continues, "I didn't think-Well-"
"Shut up for a second." Mr Aizawa says in annoyance and Izuku shuts up immediately.
"What in the world…" He mutters to himself and pulls out a few dolls.
Izuku curiously comes closer and focuses on what has his teacher so preoccupied. His curious expression soon changes into a slightly scared one, "What the hell?" He exclaims and Eraserhead looks at him.
"Who gave you this suitcase?" He asks Izuku. "I don't know!" Izuku replies truthfully.
"It was there when I woke up this morning."
Aizawa turns away from Izuku to take a look at his room. His next words are full of annoyance.
"What the hell have you done to this place?" He asks and Izuku stammers. "Seriously? How hard it is to live like a decent human being?"
"I don't know how the window broke! I swear!" He says in desperation but Mr. Aizawa is only looking at him in disbelief.
"When I woke up this morning, the window was broken and my things had been scattered all over the room."
Aizawa gives him a look, "Are you sure you're not just making that up to hide what a slob you really are?"
"I swear!" Izuku whines. "I don't know how this happened."
"Fine, whatever." Eraserhead says and continues examining the toys in his hand.
These dolls look like older versions of my students. He looks at Izuku again. "This is strange."
"Yeah…" Izuku replies, taking out the DVDs from the case. "Do you think…" He starts and trails off, looking at his teacher.
"Do you think we should take a look at what's on them?" He asks and Eraserhead ponders over the idea.
"I think that I take all of this to the school and show the other teachers, we can collectively decide what to do from there." He says gathering the contents of the suitcase and locking it shut. He doesn't notice Izuku slipping one of the dolls into the pocket of his sweatshirt.