The man currently known as Hisashi Midoriya lay on the ground, his breath shallow as he tried to pull himself out from under the pile of metal pinning him to the ground. He'd made a mistake. He never should have come back. They'd found him.

The sound of metal on concrete drew his attention as he looked up, watching the twisted forms of the Stygians and Death Knights inch closer to him, a larger figure walking ahead of them. The armoured form came to a halt just over the bleeding man, raising its blade as its voice echoed behind a blood red helm.

"Mundus sends his regards."

"Tell him to suck my di-."

The last word was cut off as the blade plunged through the Demon's chest, killing him instantly.

Izuku Midoriya grinned as happily as any ten-year-old would as he clutched the large box to his chest. Six months of saving, five hours of waiting in line, and he was one of the five thousand lucky people to get their hands on the limited-edition Golden Age All Might Figure. He looked up at his mother as they walked home, excitedly telling her about one of All Might's most famous fights, as he must have done at least a hundred times before. It was a good day.

The edges of Izuku's vision blurred slightly, making the boy pause, looking around as the world seemed to shift slightly. He blinked his eyes as he tried to focus, a dangerous feeling emanating from behind him as he looked back. The child's eyes immediately went wide as he stared at the looming figure standing just behind the mother and child.

The thing was mostly humanoid, though also strangely mechanical, looking like it was made from doll parts that had been tied together with sinew and flesh, still slick with blood. The smell of death seemed to emanate off it as it moved with jerky actions, drawing closer to the pair as Izuku paled. A massive blade, shaped like one of those old hand razors, was attached to its arm, the mechanical sound of it swinging into place making Izuku shiver.

"M-mom," he squeaked, clutching the action figure tighter to his chest, "We need to run."

"What was that, sweety?" Inko asked, looking down at him with concern, his face almost white as he stared at the creature, "Izuku? Is something wrong?"

"We need to run!" he shouted, grabbing the woman by the hand, dragging her away as he pumped his small legs as fast as he could, "Now!"

"SsSsPaRdA," the creature let out a low keening sound as its entire body twitched, suddenly launching forwards in a fluid motion as Izuku yanked his mother around a corner.

The large blade slammed into the ground just where they'd been a moment later, slicing and crushing the concrete of the walkway. Dust was thrown into the air as the thing began swinging the large blade wildly, Inko shrieking as the walls and floor around them started to be cracked and cut by an unseen force. Except Izuku could see it.

He felt cold as he watched the blade come down, straight on top of his mother.

"NO!"

The man snorted as he sat up in his chair, guns drawn in an instant as he looked around the empty room. The dim room remained silent as he relaxed, wondering what had woken him from his nap. He blew a strand of his shoulder length white hair out of his face as he slowly returned the pistols to their holsters under his crimson jacket, reaching for the open pizza box on his desk, grabbing the last slice and biting into it.

The old-fashioned phone on his desk rung, the man not hesitating as he slammed a fist down on his desk, sending the receiver flying into the air. It flipped once, twice, three times before he caught it, pressing it to his ear as he spoke.

"Devil May Cry, you got demons, we kill 'em."

"You felt it too, didn't you?"

"What, not even a "hello", Vergil?" the man groaned, "And felt what?"

"Someone used a Devil Trigger."

"What?" the man yawned as he finished off the slice of pizza, "Well, it wasn't me."

"I know, it was someone new. Someone who's never used it before," the voice replied, its next words making the man actually pay attention, "Dante, it's another Son of Sparda."

"DEKU! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU, YOU WORTHLESS NERD?!"

Izuku flinched as he hid behind the school building. It had been a little over a week since the…Villain had attacked him and his mom, leaving them lying unconscious, but otherwise unharmed, in the middle of a large crater. Izuku had woken up almost as soon as the Heroes sand paramedics had arrived, but his mother hadn't. She hadn't so much as stirred for the entire week.

Izuku was currently staying with the Bakugo's while they waited for her to wake up. Aunty Mitsuki and Uncle Masuro were nice, and Kacchan mostly just ignored him in the house, though Izuku could tell that the blonde wanted nothing more than to kick him out. So, Izuku spent as much time as possible hidden away in the room they had given him. And not just because of the blonde.

Every morning he walked to school behind the explosive boy, he could swear he saw more of those strange doll-like monsters. They wouldn't do anything while other people were around, but the moment he was alone he could feel them drawing closer. As much as Izuku wanted to hang around people to keep them away, it was obvious they were after him, so he had to hide.

"FOUND YOU, DEKU!" Izuku jumped as Kacchan suddenly loomed over him, small explosions crackling in his palms as he grabbed the smaller boy, "Why the fuck are you hiding from me?!"

"I-I'm not!" Izuku squeaked, glancing over the blonde's shoulder, going pale as he realized that one of the doll things had followed Kacchan to Izuku's hiding place, slowly approaching as it watched him, "K-Kacchan! It's dangerous around me! Please just leave me alone!"

"Dangerous?" the blonde scoffed, "Around you? Yeah right! You're too weak to be dangerous!"

"I bet he thinks there's some Villain hunting him down," one of Katsuki's "friends" laughed, "Like what he lied about before!"

"Yeah! I bet it's your fault your mom is in the hospital, Deku!" the other called.

"OI!" the shout startled both of the other boys as Katsuki rounded on them, "You leave Aunty out of this!"

"K-Kacchan?" Izuku blinked, flinching as the blonde turned back to him, slamming a fist into his gut.

Izuku blinked in surprise as the familiar sickly-sweet smell of his childhood friend's quirk rose to reach his nose, the fist planted squarely in his stomach. Except…it didn't hurt. At all. Katsuki seemed to be just as surprised as he looked at the unaffected boy in front of him, before scowling and slamming another punch into his gut.

Izuku stood stock still as the blows rained down, normally more than enough to knock him off his feet and send him crying to the floor. But now they just didn't hurt. It wasn't like Katsuki was holding back, in fact, Izuku was pretty sure he was hitting him with more force than he usually used, but it was having no effect.

"JUST GO DOWN, DEKU!" the blonde screamed as he slammed a punch into Izuku's cheek, the blow barely moving the green-haired boy's head to the side, even with the powerful blast that echoed off the wall, "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?"

"I…I don't know?" Izuku said as he watched Katsuki stagger back, actually out of breath as he glared daggers at Izuku, "It…it doesn't hurt."

"SsSsPaAaRrRdAaAa," the word sent a shiver up Izuku's spine as he looked behind the panting blonde, his eyes going wide as he watched the monster lift its massive sword above its head.

"LOOK OUT!" Izuku screamed as the blade came down, tackling the blonde to the ground, green sparks dancing across his skin.

The sound of steel on steel rang out through the air, Izuku flinching at the sound of grinding metal before peeking over his shoulder, eyes once again going wide. The man stood between them and the monster, a massive sword held casually in his hand as he slowly gave a yawn.

"Only one of you?" he said, reaching into his dark red jacket, Izuku recognizing the words as English as the man drew out a large silver-white pistol, pressing it against the head of the monster, "Boring."

The shot was far louder than Izuku expected, the end of the gun flashing as the monster's head all but disintegrated at the close-range shot, black ichor splattering against the school wall. He watched as the man calmly blew the smoke from the barrel, before looking down at him, a cocky grin spreading over his unshaven face.

"So, you're the kid we're looking for, huh?" he said, Izuku unable to take his eyes off the strange man who seemed so familiar.

"A-are you a Hero?" Izuku asked, looking over the strangely simple outfit the man had on, looking more like street clothes with a long leather jacket than an actual Hero costume.

"What?" he said, a look of confusion on his face, "I don't understand you, kid. Me no speak Japanese."

"But I do," the second voice said as Izuku's head spun around, staring up at the other man in surprise, "Hello, Izuku Midoriya. My name is Vergil, and we have a lot to talk about."

"Brothers?" Mitsuki Bakugo said as she stared at the Government worker in shock, "But…Izuku's dad died before he was born? Are you telling me Hisashi was married before Inko?"

"I'm terribly sorry, ma'am," the woman bowed as she spoke, "But I don't know all the details, only that they were able to prove their relation and had all the official documents necessary to take him into their care immediately."

"Where's he going though?" Mitsuki asked, starting to get frantic, "Can't we at least say goodbye?"

"I'm sorry," the worker apologised again, "But I believe they've already left for America this afternoon."

"A-AMERICA?"

Four years later.

"You sure you'll be fine?" the female voice asked.

"Of course, Lady," Izuku chuckled in English as he strolled through the large gates and towards the massive building, "This is what I've wanted my whole life! And It's not like Mundus will be able to find me after how badly we fucked up his latest little operation last month. I should easily have a few years to relax and train to be a Hero."

"Well, good luck," she replied, "Let me know how your exam goes, Trish and Nico are also rooting for you."

"Will do," the teen grinned as he walked through the door, hanging up the call and slipping in his earphones, the heavy rock starting to pump in his ears.

Izuku sat calmly, music pounding in his ears as he made a few last-minute adjustments to the sword on his lap. He slowly and carefully tightened the last nut, lifting the blade to inspect it, revving it a couple of times to make sure it was still working. He knew full well that if it broke, Nico would just fix it for him, but Izuku still wanted to make sure Green Knight was in top condition before any battle, no matter how small.

"Excuse me!"

The shout managed to cut through Izuku's music as the hand landed heavily on his shoulder, making him sigh as he pulled out one of his earphones, looking at the blue-haired teen that had interrupted him.

"Yeah?" Izuku asked, shrugging the taller boy's hand off as he glanced over to the entrance to the practical exam, the gate starting to open.

"Your music is very loud; it is disturbing the other students' preparations!" the blue-haired guy said loudly, "Not to mention you're making the other students feel uncomfortable with your actions. What are you doing to that weapon, and why do you have it?"

"Yeah, well you're disturbing my preparations, point-dexter," Izuku shot back coldly, making the other teen flinch back, "And if they're being distracted by me just chilling here, then maybe they don't have what it takes to be a Hero. One second of distraction in the real world will get you killed; you know."

"Y-yes, well…" the blue-haired teen tried, Izuku just rolling his eyes and turning away.

"As for this, it's called Support Gear," Izuku hummed as he stood, slipping the blade into its scabbard on his back, "You can have up to three pieces for this exam, or did you not bother to read that section because you have a quirk?"

"Of course I read…" the boy tried again.

"Great," Izuku said, "Anyway, Exam's about to start. Try not to get in my way."

"What?"

"BEGIN!" the shout startled all the participants, except one, who leapt forwards, leaving a small crater in his wake, sword already drawn, blade glowing as he revved it loudly.

"Focus on that one," Shota Aizawa said as the screen panned across the chaotic street, quirks and robot parts flying through the air in equal measure, "What the hell is he doing?"

"Looks like taking a nap?" Midnight hummed, "Why, are you jealous?"

"No, he'll fail like that, no potential," Shota growled, "What's his examinee number? Might as well mark him as failed right now."

"Number 06660," Nedzu hummed, "He's already scored over eighty Villain points against the robots, and seventy-five Rescue points for helping other examinees."

"What?" the two teachers said in unison, Midnight continuing, "But the exam is barely half over! How did he do that?"

"He moves fast," Nedzu grinned, "My guess is he's decided to leave the rest of the robots to the other participants. How thoughtful!"

"Wait…" Aizawa muttered, staring at the screen focussing on the green-haired teen, the image flickering for a moment, "What is that?"

Izuku cracked open an eye as he felt the familiar sensation, scowling as he hopped up to his feet.

"Okay," he sighed as the twisted but familiar forms began to emerge from the shadows, "Who told? I just want a name."

The Stygians just stared at him with their blank faces, bodies twitching as they raised their massive razorblade swords.

"Yeah, figured," Izuku sighed, pulling Green Knight off his back and revving it a couple of times, "Alright, let's dance!"

"Is he…talking to those things?" Midnight asked as they watched the teen draw his sword, the blade beginning to glow, "And why does he seem so calm?"

"What's he saying?" Aizawa growled, "Dammit, if Hizashi was here then-."

"Evacuate the students immediately," Nedzu cut him off, the rest of the staff turning to look at the principal in surprise, "If those things are what I think they are, everyone in the testing area is in grave danger!"

"Wait, what are they?" Midnight asked, Aizawa already pulling out his phone and dialling Hizashi as Nedzu continued to stare at the screen, "Nedzu, sir?"

"No time to explain," the hybrid growled, "Just get those kids out of there!"

Music pounded in his ears.

Izuku grinned as he jumped through the air, Green Knight cutting through a group of Bathos as he went. He flipped, kicking off nothing to avoid the hail of crossbow bolts before dropping to the ground, directly on top of a crowd of Stygians. The shockwave from his landing sent them flying into the air, spinning helplessly as he moved.

Izuku whipped out Charity and Kindness, the dual Anti-Demon Canons unleashing a rain of bullets on the monsters as he spun and fired. Pieces of demon rained down around him, bursting into puddles of ichor and clouds of smoke as they hit the ground.

The teen spun his guns in his hands, easily stowing them away in the holsters under his jacket as he looked around the now mostly deserted testing area. Pulling out an earphone, he finally heard the evacuation notice blaring over the speakers, shrugging as he figured he might as well follow it.

"H-help!" the shout caught his attention just as he was about to put his earphone back in, turning to look at the cute brunette trapped under a pile of rubble. How had he missed her before? Probably got too into fighting the demons, he was lucky she hadn't been hit. Rushing over, he easily lifted the rubble off her leg and helped her to her feet.

"You okay?" he asked.

"My ankle hurts," she sniffed, Izuku looking down at the swollen appendage.

"Right, let's get you out of here, I'm sure the school has a nurse or something that can fix you- Oh son of a bitch!" He interrupted himself as the ground in front of them began to glow, the tarmac bulging upwards. He carefully set the girl down on the ground before drawing Green Knight again, giving her a reassuring smile, "Hold up, I'll handle this."

"What?" the girl asked as the road exploded, throwing molten tar against the walls of the buildings, the strong smell of sulphur filling the air.

"Really?" Izuku asked as he watched the massive, armoured figure stand, its chainsaw arm revving menacingly as it turned to glare at him, "Only one Ravager? You guys aren't taking it easy on me, are you?"

"Son of Sparda," the monster rumbled, "I am Gae Bolg, Captain of the Ravagers. I shall slay you and consume your soul!"

"I'd like to see you try," Izuku grinned as he revved Green Knight again.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT THING?!" Midnight screamed as the monster emerged form the ground, "A VILLAIN?!"

"Worse," Nedzu muttered as he hurried tapped away at the screen in front of him, trying to reprogram the remaining exam robots, "It's a Demon."

"Demon?" Aizawa growled, "We have to go help that kid!"

"And get you all killed?" Nedzu shouted, startling the staff, "No, we'll just have to hope he's strong enough to take it out."

"On his own?!" Snipe shouted, "That thing is almost as big as the Zero Pointer!"

"Of course not!" Nedzu cackled as he finally finished, hitting enter, "We wouldn't be Heroes otherwise."

Izuku barely blocked the downward strike, the ground around him shattering into a crater as the spinning chain of the chainsaw sent sparks flying off Green Knight. He barely had time to react as the kick slammed into his side, sending him flying into a building, the entire structure starting to collapse a moment later. He burst out of the falling rubble, coming face to face with the Demon's fist, which slammed him into the ground, creating another crater.

This was not going well.

"You are no match for me, Son of Sparda," the Demon rumbled, "Now die!"

The bullets bounced harmlessly off the heavy armour of the Demon, making it pause as it slowly turned, looking down at the numerous robots gathered behind it. A barrage of attacks suddenly unleashed against it, barely fazing the creature as it held up an arm to protect it face.

"Pathetic insects," it rumbled, "Begone!"

The shout sent out a shockwave that shattered and threw the remaining robots into the air and walls, destroying them in moments. The ground shook as the massive robot, a huge '0' painted on its chest, rose from the ground, swinging a fist at the Demon. The attack was batted away, sending the attacking arm flying off the robot, crashing into the ground a good distance away, making the robot sway as it tried to regain its balance.

"Enough of this foolishness!" the Demon roared, "I have come to slay a Son of Sparda, not toy with insignificant bugs!"

"Then you should have done it earlier," the voice said from his shoulder, making the Demon turn its head to look at Izuku, the teen panting heavily as he still managed a cocky grin, "Cause you're about to be dead."

Green lightning crackled around the teen, engulfing him in light a moment later before a green fist slammed into the Demon's head, obliterating it in an instant. As quickly as the light appeared, it vanished, Izuku stumbling back off the armoured shoulder and falling towards the ground. The body of the demon exploded into thick dark smoke, rushing into the teen as he fell.

"This is gonna hurt," he muttered as he dropped, blinking when someone slapped his back, his gravity vanishing, "What the fuck?"

"A-are you okay?" he heard as he was lowered slowly to the ground, the brunette from before releasing her quirk as she looked decidedly green.

"Yeah," Izuku nodded as he replied in Japanese, "Thanks for the save."

"No probl-," the girl was cut off as she suddenly grabbed her mouth, stumbling behind a pile of rubble and throwing up violently.

Izuku let out a slight chuckle, closing his eyes as he heard the Pros shouting to them as they rushed into the testing area.

"DEKU!"

"Wow, haven't heard that name in a while," Izuku hummed as he stared blankly at the raging blonde, the point-dexter from the exam standing beside him apparently mid scold, "How did you of all people manage to get in, Kacchan?"

"How the fuck did you get into…what?" the blonde trailed off as Izuku just stared at him, startled by the complete lack of reaction form the green-haired teen.

"I mean, you used to beat the shit out of me pretty much daily when we were younger," Izuku continued, digging a finger into his ear as he spoke casually, "Didn't know UA let bullies into the Hero course."

"Shut the fuck up, you quirkless shitnerd!" Bakugo screamed, jumping forwards, "I'll kill you!"

The door slammed open, startling the rest of the class as a pair of grey bandages shot into the room, wrapping around the two teens.

"Stop it, both of you!" the unfamiliar voice shouted, glowing red eyes glaring at the pair as they stood bound in the strange cloth, "If you want to start a fight before class has even started, I'll expel both of you! And Midoriya, put the gun away!"

The class blinked at the mention of expulsion, before all turning to look at the green-haired teen, eyes going wide as they saw the weapon, a large pistol pressed against the side of the blonde guy's head.

"Didn't you hear him, Sensei? He was about to kill me," Izuku chuckled as the capture weapon slowly unravelled around him, the teen sliding the gun back under his blazer, "I figured I might as well return the favour."

"Enough," the man growled, rubbing his eyes as he walked into the class, "Just get your gym uniforms on and meet me outside. We're doing a Quirk Comprehension test."

"Midoriya, you scored highest in the entrance exam," Aizawa grumbled, tossing the soft ball to him, "How far could you throw a soft ball in middle school?"

"Dunno, we didn't do these tests in America," Izuku shrugged, walking up to the chalk circle, eliciting a number of whispers from the other students, "So let's see."

"Fine, just throw the ball using your quirk," the man muttered, Izuku giving him a strange look.

"Uh…that'll be a little hard," Izuku said, "Seeing as how I don't have a quirk."

The whispering fell silent as the rest of the students stopped to stare in shock.

"Very funny Midoriya," Aizawa growled, "But I saw your exam. You definitely used a quirk."

"Not a quirk," Izuku shook his head, "Honestly, I would have preferred to not have to use that, but the situation was kind of do or die, y'know?"

"Midoriya," Aizawa growled, his eyes glowing red as his capture scarf started to float around him, "Just throw the damn ball."

"Got it," the teen said, tossing it lazily over his shoulder, the object vanishing into the distance as the teacher blinked, "That good enough?"

"236.8 metres," Aizawa read as his phone beeped, "What? But I was erasing your quirk?"

"Don't have a quirk," Izuku hummed, "Do you want to try again to prove it?"

"DEKU! WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET A QUIRK?!" the shout echoed over the field followed by a series of explosions as Bakugo launched himself towards the other teen.

"I. Don't!" Izuku shouted as he effortlessly spun on his heel, slamming a punch straight into the blonde's face, sending him flying backwards into the side of the school building, the wall cratering around him, "You'd think you assholes are deaf or something."

"W-wait," a floating uniform said as Izuku shook out his hand, "What do you mean you don't have a quirk?! You just punched that guy through a wall!"

"Huh? Oh, easy. Only humans can have quirks," Izuku hummed as he shook out his hand, "And I'm not entirely human."

"You wanted to see me?"

"You're Midoriya?" Powerloader asked as the teen walked into the workshop, nodding, "Great, I need you to explain a few things to me."

"Uh…sure, what's up?"

"How the hell does this sword work?" the Pro said, pointing to the blueprints spread out on the desk in front of him, "I know we asked for any schematics of Support gear you would be using in the exam, but I can't make heads or tails of this."

"Oh yeah, Nico's notes can be a little confusing," Izuku laughed, "Basically, it functions off the Exceed System, a specialised fuel injected engine that increases the destructive abilities of the blade."

"Exceed System?" the man asked.

"Yep, originally developed by the Holy Order of the Blade, it's an anti-demon weapon based off my nephew's sword," Izuku explained casually as he pointed to various parts of the blueprints, "That one is called Red Queen. Trish and Lady thought it would be funny to keep the naming convention."

"So, it's a combination of heat and vibration that increases the blade's cutting power, right?" the pink-haired girl asked as she poured over the blueprints, her eyes darting across them with unnatural speed.

"Hatsume!" Powerloader shouted, trying to push her away from the desk, "Class is over! Go home!"

"How'd you figure out the basics?" Izuku asked, the girl looking up at him excitedly.

"I can't read the English, but the schematics are easy enough," she said, holding out a grease-stained hand, "Mei Hatsume, Inventor extraordinaire, and future CEO of Hatsume Industries!"

"Nice to meet you," Izuku grinned as he shook the hand, "Izuku Midoriya, Freelance Demon Hunter and aspiring Hero."

"Demon Hunter?" Powerloader blinked as he looked at the green-haired teen, "What does that mean?"

"Never mind that, Sensei!" Mei said excitedly, suddenly getting right up in Izuku's face, "Can I take your baby apart? I promise I'll put it back together! I'll even make it better! Ooh, if it's based off an engine maybe I can add a nitro-booster to it and-!"

"No," the single word cut her off, the other teen already turning back to the teacher, "The only people allowed to work on Green Knight are myself and Nico. You'd just break her."

"Break it?" Hatsume blinked, her face scrunching up in a scowl, "How do you know that?! I bet I could make an even better sword!"

"Then prove it," Izuku chuckled, "If you're so confident, why don't you use all these fancy machines of yours to make something Nico did in the back of her van?"

The pink-haired girl wasted no time spinning on her heel and darting towards the closest workbench, rushing to begin gathering materials.

"Why did you do that?' Powerloader asked, "Now it'll be even harder to get her out of here!"

"Not my problem," Izuku shrugged as he walked out of the workshop, "Anyway, it's getting late, and I have some work to do. Later."

Powerloader sighed as he looked at his energetic student, wondering how to get her to go home. A thought then occured to him.

"Wait…I never asked about his guns."

"BATTLE TRIALS!" All Might shouted, holding up the card as the students cheered, "But first, you'll need your costumes!"

The wall opened, revealing nineteen silver suitcases, the students all running forwards to grab theirs.

"Ha! Seems like UA knows what's good for them!" Bakugo snorted as he looked at Izuku, the green-haired teen already halfway out the door, "They didn't bother making a costume for your quirkless ass, Deku!"

"Not really. I've had my gear for a few years now, Kacchan," Izuku laughed, "It's already in my locker in the changing rooms, so you guys better hurry up."

"What?!" the class shouted as he left.

"They say the outfit makes the man! And today you are all Heroes!" All Might shouted at the sounds of footsteps, turning to look at the approaching students.

"Just me, big guy," Midoriya called as he strolled out of the tunnel, "The rest are still staring at their gear."

"Ah! Well then…" All Might coughed slightly, "It seems you dressed quite quickly! An admirable trait in a Hero!"

All Might inspected the teen, eyes falling on the handle sticking out over his shoulder and the slight bulges in his coat under his arms. The No. 1 Hero had been warned that Midoriya possessed powerful and dangerous Support Gear, and that he should probably limit their use in the upcoming trial.

"About your Support Gear-," he started.

"I don't plan on killing anyone," Midoriya interrupted, pulling the sword off his back and sitting down, already tinkering with the strange engine like part at the base of the blade.

"Ah, good to know!" All Might hummed, turning as he heard more footsteps rapidly approaching, "Well, I trust you'll be careful with your Support equipment in this test!"

"Of course," Midoriya hummed, "Green Knight, Charity, and Kindness aren't for killing humans."

"That's a strange way of putting it," the Pro muttered, "As if his gear is meant for killing something."

"So," the brunette said as Izuku stretched lazily, "What's the plan?"

"Knowing Kacchan, he'll probably come right after me," Izuku said, "So I'll handle him. You go looking for the point-dexter in the meantime. If you run into any trouble, contact me on the earpieces."

"Right," Uraraka said slowly, "And uhm…his name is Iida."

"I know, hot stuff," Izuku laughed, "It's just funnier to watch his face when I call him 'point-dexter'."

"H-hot s-stuff?" Ochako blushed, "What do you mean by that?!"

"You're wearing skin-tight vinyl and have a cute face," Izuku laughed, "And you expect me not to take notice?"

"C-cute?!" the girl gasped, her hands hiding her face as she started to float away.

"It's almost time to start," Izuku said flatly, his attitude suddenly going serious, "Get back down here unless you plan to float to the roof. Actually, do that. They won't expect it."

"But-!"

"BEGIN!"

"DEKU!"

"Kacchan."

The two teens stared each other down in the back room of the fake building, one standing in a ready stance, his hands crackling with explosions, and the other stood casually, hands in his pockets and a bored look on his face.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Not a very Heroic thing to say, you know," Izuku sighed, pulling a hand out to pick at his ear, "Also, do you always have to shout? It's kind of annoying."

"Go to hell!" the blonde roared.

"Actually, already been," Izuku chuckled, "Nice place, the screaming of tortured souls really adds to the ambience."

"I'm sure you remember how my quirk works," the blonde snarled, ignoring Izuku's words as he raised the gauntlet on his arm, "But these gauntlets collect my sweat! Allowing me to let off a much bigger explosion!"

"Stop Bakugo! That will kill him!" All Might's words came through the earpieces.

"Not if he dodges!" the blond roared as he pulled the pin, unleashing the blast.

Izuku did not dodge.

The explosion engulfed him, tearing through the building and blasting out a wall as the blonde grinned manically, staggering back as his shoulder ached slightly. He waved away some of the dust and smoke, looking around for the other teen.

"Eh," the sound made him freeze, looking at the other boy as the smoke cleared, standing in exactly the same place as before, "I've been hit harder."

"What the fuck?" the blonde whispered as the gun seemed to appear in the green-haired teen's hand.

"And since you went for a kill shot, I get to do the same, right?" the grin that spread across Izuku's face made the blonde shiver, staring at the oversized gun in his hand.

"Midoriya! I warned you about using your weapons!"

"And I told you, All Might," the teen laughed, "They aren't for killing humans."

The shot rung out in the destroyed space, Bakugo falling back as the gauntlet he'd just fired shattered on his hand, the blonde trying to raise his other arm. Th boot slammed into his chest, driving him into the floor as he gasped for air, feeling his ribs strain under the pressure.

"Surrender," Izuku hummed, pressing the barrel of the gun against the blonde's forehead, making him freeze.

"Never!" he shouted back, screaming as the shot went off right next to his ear, the heat scorching his skin as he slapped a hand to his head.

"Resist and the next shot won't miss," he could barely hear the words over the ringing in his head. He felt the capture tape be wound around his wrist as All Might announced his capture, barely able to process it over the pain. He staggered to his feet as the other teen strolled away, looking at his glove, the red stain making him shiver.

"What the fuck happened to you, Deku?" he asked quietly.

"Oi Squirt!" the shout made the green-haired teen jerk, looking around frantically as the other students around him blinked in confusion.

"Dante! What the hell are you doing here?" Izuku shouted as soon as he spotted the familiar red coat, running over to the older man to give him a hug.

"Got a job in the area," the white-haired man laughed, "Well, it's more of a gig for Trish and Lady. They're helping amp up this place's security to account for Demons. I'm just here in case any of the fuckers show up."

"And Vergil?" Izuku asked.

"Still doing his Freedom Fighter bullshit," Dante hummed, "Anyway, what's with the other brats staring at us?"

"Oh! Those are my classmates," Izuku said, quickly turning back to the crowd, "Everyone, this is my brother, Dante. He can't speak Japanese, so don't bother trying to communicate."

"Oi, I may not know what you're saying, but I can recognise when you're making fun of me!" the man grumbled as he cuffed Izuku on the back of the head.

"Woah! So manly!" Kirishima shouted.

"How are you related? You look nothing alike." Tooru called.

"Does he have weapons like yours?" Kaminari asked.

"He's technically my half-brother," Izuku laughed, "Same dad. As for weapons, yeah. And a hell of a lot more than me."

"His costume looks a lot like yours," Tsuyu said, "Is he a professional Hero?"

Izuku blinked, before bursting into laughter, making the other students stare at him in confusion.

"This asshole? A Hero? Hell no!" Izuku snorted as he wiped a tear from his eye, "He's way too selfish to bother with that!"

"Oi, you're making fun of me again, aren't you?" the man growled.

"Yep," Izuku replied, dodging the punch, "What? It's a little brother's duty to give his big brother shit!"

"Izuku!" the shout made the group pause, turning to see a pair of women approaching them, accompanied by the principal himself.

"Trish! Lady!" the excited teen shouted, running over to them and hugging the two women, "It's great to see you again!"

"Same here, kid," Trish said as she ruffled his hair, "Not causing too many problems I hope?"

"Only the necessary ones," Izuku grinned as he replied, "I take it you're here cause of the thing with the Entrance Exam?"

"Yeah," Lady nodded, "We would have come earlier, but we had a few things to take care of first."

"Mundus?" the green-haired teen asked, the woman nodding, "Bastard never lets up, does he?"

"As entertaining as this is," the principal suddenly cut in, "We do still have the rest of the school grounds to tour! If you would follow me, ladies!"

"See you around, kiddo," Lady laughed as she patted his head again, Trish just waving as they left.

"Dude," Kaminari gasped, staring after them, "You know chicks that hot?!"

"They'd break you," Izuku laughed as he rejoined the group of students.

The Nomu cried out in pain as the bullets slammed into it, driving it back off the teacher before it could slam his head into the concrete. Shigaraki stared in shock as the massive holes kept appearing on the Nomu even as it tried to heal, bullets punching through it like it was paper.

"He may be a prick, but he's still my teacher!" the gun wielding teen shouted, unloading into the monster, "And I have no idea what the fuck you are, but you're no where near as tough as a demon!"

"Not as tough as a demon?" Shigaraki shouted, anger boiling in his gut, "Nomu was specifically designed to kill All Might! It's a real-life monster, you brat!"

"You really think so?" the teen laughed, holstering the pistols under his green leather jacket, "Then let's put that to the test!"

The air filled with the sound of revving engines as the teen drew his sword, the blade already glowing red hot.

"I've been meaning to blow off some steam for a while," the boy laughed as he confidently walked forwards, "Hope your little toy lasts long enough to count!"

"What?!" the sound of his shout was cut off by the loud revving, the blade starting to glow white. Blood sprayed as the weapon cut down into the brain of the muscular creature, continuing straight down and bisecting it in a moment. A shocked silence filled the building as the teen stood back, staring at the defeated creature.

"Well," he sighed, "That was unsatisfying."

"You…you killed it?!" Shigaraki shrieked, "How?! It was made to defeat All Might!"

"I'm not All Might," the boy shrugged, blinking as his eyes snapped to the side, "Oh, mother fuckers!"

"What?" Shigaraki blinked at the English, turning to look where the teen was staring, his eyes going wide.

A number of long, flat blades were emerging from the ground, pulling twisted doll-like creatures out after them. The ground shifted, warping as a woman stepped out, her body wreathed in flame as she cracked a pair of whips.

"Son of Sparda," She hummed, "I am Autronach. I have come to punish you!"

"What is going on?" Shigaraki yowled, charging towards the woman, "This was my plan! Why are you here?! Who are you?! Get lost!"

The gun shots rang out again, the force of the bullets being fired from behind him forcing him to the ground as they slammed into the doll things, their bodies exploding on impact. The fire woman just lashed her whips, blocking the incoming projectiles easily. The teen slipped the guns away, quickly drawing his blade.

"Shit, looks like I'll have to be more hands on, huh?" the teen chuckled, revving his sword, "Let's dance, beautiful."

"With pleasure!" the demon smiled.

Shigaraki stared, unable to move as the force of their clashes pressed him to the ground. The teen shouted something else, the woman replying, making the green-haired boy scowl. He quickly sheathed his weapon, jumping back as a strange halberd appeared in his hands. Rather than an axe head, this weapon appeared to have a spinning saw blade instead, which screeched noisily as it began to spin. The fight only became more intense, Shigaraki gasping as the portal opened beneath him, dropping him to the concrete a short distance away.

"One of the students managed to escape, Shigaraki," Kurogiri said, "It would be best that we leave."

"Yes," the pale-haired man muttered, "But first…I want that!"

Izuku gasped as the fiery whip lashed around his wrist, burning his skin as he was yanked forwards. He grinned as the demon prepared to strike him again, whipping Gae Bolg around in his free hand, pointing the tip directly at her chest. She didn't have the time to react as the weapon pierced through her, the saw-blade head revving as it cut into her, leaving a jagged hole through her chest.

"Gotcha bitch," Izuku grinned, blinking when he felt Green Knight shift on his back.

Glancing back, he saw the dark portal, and the hand sticking out of it, pulling his sword out of the crumbling sheath. He tried to spin around, gasping as the life force of the greater demon suddenly rushed into him, filling him with power but also slowing him down.

He watched as the pale-haired man cradled Green Knight in his arms, grinning as he stepped back into the portal and vanishing.

"Oh hell no!" Izuku shouted as he stared at the empty air, "Mother fucker stole my sword!"

"Sensei," Tomura crooned as he walked up to the imposing figure the chair, "I have a gift for you."

"A gift?" All for One chuckled, holding out his hand for the object the other was holding, "What is it?"

"A sword," Tomura said as the blade floated over to the man, who ran his fingers over it, "Except I've never seen one like it before. It has-."

"An Exceed Engine," All for One growled, "Kurogiri, get rid of this thing! Now! We can't have them finding us ye-!"

The room they were in suddenly rumbled, making the three figures look up in confusion.

"No," All for One growled, "No, no, no! This ruins my whole plan! Tomura, what have you done?!"

"S-Sensei? I don't understand! What's wrong with the sword?!"

"It's not the sword," the man growled, "It's the people it brings!"

The roof collapsed, a single figure rising from the rubble as he brushed some dust off his red coat.

"You think you can best me? I am over two hundred years old! I know about Demons and Devils! I know what you are!"

"Look, I just want the sword back so the Squirt will stop whining," the red coated man sighed as they stood opposite each other in the middle of the destruction, "So hand it over already."

"I could inform Mundus of your location, half-breed! What would you do then?"

"You think you can threaten me. Cute," the other man laughed, "Just give me the sword and I'll be out of your…well, lack of hair, potato face."

"I am easily as strong as an Arch Devil, and you dare talk to me that way?!"

"Really? Cause you may be ugly enough to be a demon, but you certainly aren't strong enough."

"Insolent cur! I'll destroy you!"

"I just want the sword."

"GREEN KNIGHT! They didn't hurt you, did they?!" the teen shouted as Dante handed over the sword, the boy immediately inspecting the blade.

"That's creepy, Squirt," Dante sighed as he heard Trish and Lady chuckling behind him, "Seriously."

"Excuse me…" the unfamiliar voice said, making Dante turn to look at the musclebound blond grinning down at him, "I understand that you fought a Villain and-."

"The potato faced guy? Yeah, he wasn't all that tough," Dante shrugged, "Lots to say, but I've killed tougher. Who are you?"