Midoriya took a moment to catch his breath after he ran into the school building. A massive swarm of reporters had appeared outside the gate and he had been almost unable to make it past. He had been asked so many questions about All Might being a teacher that it was practically all he could hear in his head now.

"Midoriya?" He heard a gruff voice in front of him. Looking up he saw Aizawa staring at him, one eyebrow quirked up as if questioning him. "Why are you out of breathe?"

"There's a lot of reporters outside trying to find out about All Might." The boy explained, standing up straight. "It's almost impossible to get past them just to get in."

The scruffy tired teacher groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Get to class, Midoriya. I'll go talk to them."

The greenette spend a few moments watching his teacher make his way to the gat before the boy turned and made his way up the stairs. 'Hopefully they'll be gone by the time school finishes.'

"Decent work on yesterday's combat training exercises you guys." Aizawa told the class as he shuffled through some papers in his hand. "I watched the video feeds and went over each of your teams results."

"Bakugou." The scruffy pro's eyes flitted over to where the explosive blonde sat. "You're talented. So don't sulk like a child about your loss."

"Yeah whatever." The blonde dismissed the comment without much thought.

"And Midoriya." The teacher continued as if he didn't hear the blonde at all. The greenette tensed up. "You did well in the first half. Any good self-defense class will teach you that the most important part of any confrontation is avoiding the fight where possible. But you can't always do that, especially in hero work. I see you still broke your finger to win. Work harder, and don't give me the excuse you don't have control over your strength, that lines already getting old. You can't keep breaking your body while training here. However if you can get a handle on it, it will be really handy. So show some urgency, alright?"

"RIght!" The boy said, nodding his head with a smile of pride. Aizawa went onto give quick criticism and advice to everyone about their matches. When he finally finished the man put his papers down, he spoke up about the next important thing they needed to do. "Let's get down to business our next task will decide your future."

Everyone in the room tensed, worried about what it could be. 'Another quirk test perhaps?'

"You all need to pick a class representative."

And thus, the room descended into chaos.

Midoriya finished the last few equations on the board. Math's today was as easy as it always was for the boy. Though clearly he was in the minority who found it that way. Looking around he saw the only people other than him who had finished were Iida, Bakugou, and a boy named Todoroki who had half white, half red hair. A girl with black hair that she had up in a ponytail called Yaoyorouzu looked like she was just finishing up as well.

The decision of who would be class rep had ended up being decided by a vote at Iida's suggestion. All most everyone had voted for themselves and the few that didn't…. Midoriya shuddered, somehow he had been clicked as the class president. The idea of being responsible for everyone in his class made him shudder, he was barely able to hold a conversation with most of them!

The boy sighed as he stole a glance at the clock near the door of the classroom. There was still twenty minutes left of class. 'Mister Aizawa will probably be here soon. I should probably go over what I know about Dark Vision, just in case.k'

And that's what the boy spend the next five minutes doing, not that there was really much for him to cover. All he knew was that he could see silhouettes through walls and visualize noise. That was about it. Not really much to go on.

A knock sounded on the door to the classroom drawing everyone's attention before their homeroom teacher walked in and nodded to their math's teacher, ectoplasm, a pro hero with a cloning quirk and black glass-like skin.

"Sorry about the interruption." The tired man said in a bored voice. He looked across the class, finding the greenette. "Midoriya, come on. The principal is waiting for us at gym gamma. The principal has asked you to come along as well Ecto, by the way"

The greenette closed his booklet and tucked in his chair before going to join his teachers at the front. Around him he heard his classmates muttering wondering why he was being took out the class early. Something which Aizawa once again quirked an eyebrow at.

"You haven't told them yet?" The teacher asked with slight note of surprise. The smaller boy shook his head.

"I wanted to but I wasn't sure if you and principal Nezu would want to talk with me first before I did." The boy explained which caused even more muttering around him.

"Hmph, I understand. Well come on, best to not keep the principal waiting." The scruffy man said, leading the boy out. The man quickly leant back into the classroom. "To quell any potential rumors you might come away with, the reason for this is that your classmate may have developed a new power."

The tired pro closed the door and just a few moments later….

"WHAT?!" It was slightly muffled but Kacchan's voice was still plenty loud and definitely not happy. The pro who had casually dropped the news on Midoriya's classmates had a small creepy smile on his face, prompting the greenette to ask a question he normally wouldn't.

"Sir? Did you tell them about my new power like that just to make them freak out?" He asked, quirking an eyebrow of his own.

"I have no idea what you could possibly mean by that." The man said, but his smile got wider, making the boy doubt him. 'Seriously, he's so creepy when he smiles!'

On the other side of him he heard ectoplasm groan.

Midoriya stared at the newly formed wall of cement before. His literature teacher, Cementoss, a hero who had the appearance of a large grey brick with limbs and facial features had been in the large gym hall with the short mouse-bear-dog creature that was the principal.

Once the boy had explained how his new power worked as far as he was aware, Nezu had explained they wanted the boy to do a quick exercise so they could understand how his power worked. All he had to do was say how many people were there and what he thought they were doing. They'd repeat the exercise a couple times then the boy could go eat his lunch with his friends.

"Ok Midoriya." He heard his math's teacher call from the other side of the wall. "Now!"

The greenette waved his hand, feeling the familiar sensation of his power activating. With a blink the color of everything changed to the sepia tones and he could see yellow silhouettes past the wall. "There's four of you. Mister Aizawa on the far left, the principal on the far right and two ectoplasms in between, I think. The principal is waving, the Ectoplasms are standing still and Mister Aizawa is…Holding up three fingers?"

"I wanted to see how much you could discern, even if you can't make out exact details." The man explained from behind the wall. The boys power disappted then.

"Ahh! I think I just hit the time limit." The boy told them, as he rubbed his eyes slightly.

"Rest your eyes a moment before we continue, Mister Midoriya." He heard the principal call out.

And so that's what Midoriya spend the next fifteen minutes doing. Cementoss would create cement furniture behind the walls and Ectoplasm would create a different number of clones each time. They'd act out different scenarios and the boy had to tell them what was happening as best he could.

One had included a surprise 'Assassination' of Aizawa that had really caught the greenette off guard, he had barely called out about it in time. Still he had managed and Aizawa had stopped the clone from 'killing' him.

"Alright, Mister Midoriya!" The principal's voice spoke from behind the wall. "There will be two more then we'll let you go eat your lunch. For this next one, I am curious as to what will happen if you focus on the idea of Eraserhead being more important than anyone else past this wall. Tell us if doing so causes any changes! And begin!"

As the boy activated his Dark Vision, he focused intently on his mental image of Aizawa, and gasped as the silhouettes appeared once more. Among the normal yellow ones was a green one that matched with the shape of Aizawa's previous silhouettes. It was the same line up as the first time they did this so it wasn't hard to tell what was happening

"You're all doing the same thing as the first time we did this but Mister Aizawa is green now." The boy explained. He then decided to try something. 'The power first activated when I really wanted to see through walls so…' "I'm going to try to turn it off myself instead of waiting on the time limit running out, is that ok?"

"Try it." He heard his homeroom teacher tell him and so he did. He focused on a desire for his vision to return to normal as he repeated the motion he started the power with and when he blinked again…

"It worked!" The boy called out before taking a seat on the ground. "There's just one more you wanted me to do?"

To his surprise Aizawa and Nezu rounded around the corner, joining him before the wall fell down, revealing at least 20 different ectoplasms.

"Alright Midoriya." Aizawa spoke up. "Just one last test before you go, now we know you can mark people as 'important' with that power of yours. Try to see if you can identify the real Ectoplasm."

"Right." Midoriya nodded, walking towards the group and activating his power one last time. 'Show me the real Ectoplasm.'

The greenette watched as the crowd became a massive yellow blob but among it all, there was one green silhouette standing out. The greenette walked up to the pro and placed a hand on his arm. "You're the real ectoplasm. You're green, the rest are just yellow."

The clones all dissipated leaving only the one he had identified. The pro hero beside him looked down with his constant creepy smile as the boy . "Nicely done, kid."

"Yes that was quite impressive Mister Midoriya." The principal praised him happily. "Now just before we let you go running off to meet your friends, do you have any idea for a name for this power?"

Midoriya smiled, meeting the principal's eye. "Dark Vision. I want to call it Dark vision."

Midoriya hated how his body shook and teeth chattered as he looked out among his classmates, being made to hold a meeting as class president. Lunch had been a disaster, he had spent most of it freaking out over the fact he was picked as class rep and then the alarms had gone off.

Somehow, the media had managed to break past the schools defenses but no one had known it was just some reports looking for a story. Everyone had freaked out thinking some sort of emergency was going on.

In the midst of the chaos, the boy had kept accidentally activating Dark Vision and now his head hurt like hell. He had really wanted to know where Iida and Uraraka were as they'd been swept away by the crowd and his power had reacted to his desire. The amount of yellow that had filled his vision was enough to make him sick of the color.

Fortunately, Iida in a moment of brilliance had realized it was reporters outside and pulled a stunt to get everyone's attention, calming them all down. He had been so calm and collected and took charge of the situation like he was born to do it. Midoriya took a steadying breathe, hopefully Aizawa wouldn't mind what he was about to do.

"It's time class rep, let's begin." Yaoyorouzu said from behind him, drawing him into the meeting. She had gotten one less vote than him, making her the vice-president.

"O-ok so we need to f-figure out who the other class officer's w-will be!" Midoriya told the class, hating how pathetic his voice sounded, he shook his head and took a breath. 'Get yourself together for two minutes!' "But first, there's something that I wanna say.

Looking up, he saw the entire classes attention was on him, that did not help make this any easier. "I thought a lot about this...and I think that Tenya Iida should be our class rep!"

He heard the boy perk up in surprise when he was mentioned. "When the panic was going on during the media break-in, he was able to capture everyone's attention and get us in line. Meanwhile all I was dealing with my own powers trying to fry my eyes out."

He didn't really think about how the class would react to that considering he had yet to actually explain his new power. There were shouts of surprise and concern, causing the boy to flinch.

"So I believe, he should be the one leading our class from now on." The boy said as he smiled towards the blue haired teen.

"Yeah you know what, if Midoriya vouches for him I'm good." Kirishima spoke up. "Plus he was a big help, he totally manned up and took charge right?"

"This is a waste of time." Aizawa spoke up, clearly not amused by what was happening. "I don't care who the rep is just hurry up. And Midoriya, once you do you had best explain your new power to the class, I'm not doing that for you."

"Right." The greenette nodded, shaking slightly. Mister Aizawa was scary when he was annoyed. Well more scary. A slight scraping was heard as Iida stood up from his chair.

"If Midoriya is nominating me for the job. Then I gladly accept! I pledge to carry out my duties to the best of my abilities!" Iida told everyone passionately, a slight smile on his face.

"Great to hear Iida." Kirishima said with a thumbs up directed at the boy.

Midoriya failed to notice the discontented look on the girl beside him. However he did hear her cough to get his attention. "While you're up here Midoriya, do you mind explaining this new power of yours? It sounds dangerous from what you said a minute ago."

"Right, so this requires some explanation." The boy started, taking a breath. "I've already told some of you this but my quirk…It didn't manifest when I was five like most people's."

Muttering broke out across the class until Aizawa hushed them all and told them to let the boy finish. Looking across the class he saw Iida and Uraraka giving him looks of encouragement.

"And I call my tentacle 'Far Reach' but my actual quirk is called 'Mark'. Truth is, until recently I was considered quirkless." Gasps were heard, everyone looked at him wide-eyed. Midoriya showed the class his mark. "Then, eleven months ago I was attacked by a villain. I was saved by a pro and at some point during the day, this appeared on my hand."

"Hang on so you've only had powers for eleven months?!" Ashido asked shocked. "But you used them like they were natural to you in the exercise!"

"No, I haven't had them for eleven months actually." The boy explained, putting his hand down. He noticed off to the side Aizawa had suddenly been a lot more interested in what he was saying. 'Might as well just be honest, well as honest as I can.' "Quirkless people….aren't treated nicely in the school I came from. At the time I got it, I thought the villain had marked me for some reason because it's not like my mom or dad's quirks. I'll admit, I was pretty worried I'd be treated even worse if people thought it was something like that so I went with a story that it was a tattoo someone with a quirk had put on me by accident."

"Wait so then when did you realize it was a quirk?" Hagakure, a girl with an invisibility quirk, asked. "If you thought it was just a mark?"

"My powers, when they first unlock it's related to my desire at the time. The first time I ever used powers…" He took a deep breath, they would definitely be more shouts of shock at this. "It was during the entrance exam."

Just like the boy expected everyone started shouting shock. Probably Jirou, the girl he tied with in the quirk test who had earphone jacks dangling off her ears, was the loudest. "You signed up to the exam thinking you were quirkless?! How the heck did you pass?"

Midoriya took a couple minutes to explain his meeting with Urachan and what had happened when the zero pointer showed up. It was a bit of a ramble but Aizawa didn't stop him, letting him get his thoughts out. When he finished light clapping could be heard from Kirishima.

"Dang it Midoriya, you were cool enough in the exercise. Now this? We get it you're super manly!" Kirishima said but he had a smile on his face despite his words. "So what's your new power then? Sounds kinda dangerous with how you described it."

"Oh!" The greenette looked up, the smiled and activated it. "Its not really, I mean I can get a sore eyes and headache from it if I overuse it but its actually pretty cool. As far as I know you guys won't see any physical signs of it happening but im doing it right now. Its called Dark Vision, you guys are all yellow silhouettes right now to me, silhouettes that I can see even through walls."

He heard mutterings from some people sounding like they were wishing they had a power like that. Looking around the boy found out that, to his surprise, the power even worked on Hagakure. He could see her hands and head. "I can't see exact details, just kinda the general shapes. I can think of someone as important and they'll be a different colour from the rest. I'm not quite sure HOW it works yet but It's counteracting Hagakure's invisibility."

"Wait really?!" the girl perked up in surprise. Some around the class looked doubtful. "Guess we can see how good that power of yours is, what's my hair like?!"

"S-similar to Jirou's but longer, just above shoulder length." Everyone held their breath as they waited for the girl to tell them whether Midoriya was right or wrong. The girl let out a small excited squeal.

"He's right! Finally someone can see me!" The girl happily said, dancing in her seat. The class all started talking amongst themselves in surprise. Midoriya decided to wrap up with probably the last question they were wondering.

"Dark Vision activated for the first time in the middle of the exercise. I wanted to see Kacchan through the walls cause the area I choose to hide in, the acoustics made it next to impossible to know how close he was. That's pretty much everything." He finished his explanation but before he could return to his seat Aizawa stopped him.

"Nezu explained to me there might be one more thing, but we can't be certain on it. All of you should know in case it happens in the middle of class." Aizawa started. The greenette stopped in his tracks, realizing what he had forgot to mention.

"Oh…well, there's a possibility….I might develop another power or three…" The boy said nervously, scratching the back of his head.

"WHAT?!" Came the shocked and probably pissed off scream of Bakugou. The classroom descended into shouting chaos for what felt like the hundredth time.