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Muscular charged at Kurogiri with immense speed ready to smash him in the face with his right fist. However, Kurogiri opened a warp gate (he could activate them on any part of his body) right where Muscular was attempting to hit him and redirected it towards Muscular's face. The force from the blow sent Muscular flying back.

Kurogiri then opened a warp gate where Muscular stood to trap him in it and cause him to fall. He then proceeded to crush him the same way he did with All Might at the USJ.

Deathbolt wasn't having it.

He shot balls of electricity at Kurogiri, who in turn opened another warp gate to redirect it at an already struggling Muscular. The shocks hurt him a little but not a lot.

"Did you really think I'd be so stupid to direct your attacks towards you?" Kurogiri taunted. "Electricity as a whole doesn't hurt you, even from other users."

Deathbolt scowled.

"Hey dumbass! Don't shoot at him; it's hurting me," Muscular yelled.

"Shut up! At least I'm putting up a fight. You went and got yourself captured," Deathbolt shouted back.

Kurogiri wasn't the least bit surprised at their arguing. Though these two could work well together, they sometimes bickered when things weren't going their way.

Taking advantage of them being distracted, Kurogiri warped behind Deathbolt and side kicked his back to send him crashing down on his face.

Deathbolt, angry at what had just happened, unleashed electricity through the ground.

Kurogiri wasn't quick enough to dodge this time and got shocked. This caused him to momentarily loosen his hold on Muscular who escaped while being shocked also.

Realising he would be unconscious if he didn't do something soon, Kurogiri opened a warp gate at his feet and fell through it onto a railing of one of the buildings just above them.

Muscular and Deathbolt had gotten back to their feet. However, Muscular was incredibly irritated about being shocked repeatedly.

Within an instant, he was up in the blonde man's glaring at him.

"Will you quit zapping me already?" he snarled. "It's really pissing me off!"

"Oh, shut it," Deathbolt snapped back. "At least I managed to hurt him."

Seeing that they were in close proximity to each other, Kurogiri decided to take advantage. While those two were arguing, he warped himself right between them, catching them off guard.

"Hello," he greeted them.

Due to his sudden appearance, his opponents reacted instinctively and tried to attack him using their quirks. Muscular attempted a punch while Deathbolt had his hand opened out.

"Big mistake," Kurogiri thought. "I was waiting for that."

Kurogiri immediately opened warp gates that redirected their attacks at their faces. Deathbolts electrocuted Muscular in the face which briefly stunned him while Muscular's fist connected with Deathbolts face and sent him flying several metres back.

Deathbolt landed on his back and looked barely conscious (Muscular always did have trouble holding back).

Kurogiri, who had used that strategy many times, chuckled to himself.

"Oh, that never gets old," he said amused.

Muscular recovered from Deathbolt's attack and attempted to punch Kurogiri in the face again. As with before, Kurogiri opened a warp gate to redirect it. However, Muscular was prepared this time.

He changed the direction of his strike towards the ground and generated a shockwave that created a barrage of earth that sent Kurogiri crashing backwards.

Taking advantage of the destruction, Kurogiri warped several large rocks at Muscular who easily shattered them with his fists.

Kurogiri quickly warped back to where was at the start of the fight.

'I didn't see that one coming. He's smarter than he looks,' Kurogiri realized.

Muscular smirked at Kurogiri.

Regardless of the blows he was taking, he was really enjoying this fight.

"I really gotta thank you for making this fight interesting. It's not often I come across someone who's capable of making me go all out," Muscular applauded.

"Glad to see that you're enjoying yourself," Kurogiri responded. "However, this must come to an end."

Muscular expressed disappointment at hearing that.

"Aw don't be like that. We're having so much fun," Muscular complained before turning sinister. "Speaking of which, you wouldn't happen to know where that bastard Deku is would you? I've got a score to settle with him for what he did back at the bar. Although, the boss wants him all to himself."

"Sorry to disappoint you but, I have no idea where Deku is. He's been missing since the kidnapping incident," Kurogiri explained.

There had been no reports about Izuku over the news, so it was hard to know whether he was in prison or just in hiding. If he was in the hands of the heroes, then he was probably in a safer place than with them. Especially since Atrocity wanted him dead.

As much as he and the others worried about Izuku's safety, they also had to worry about their own.

"Ugh," Deathbolt moaned as he slowly got back to his feet.

It seemed he had been hit by Muscular's recent attack. His clothes were slightly torn, and blood was leaking out of his mouth. What's more, he looked incredibly pissed at the situation.

"You, dumbshit motherfucker!" he screamed at Muscular. "You nearly killed me!"

"Doesn't feel so good when it's the other way around does it?" Muscular snapped back remembering when he got hit with Deathbolt's attacks.

Kurogiri wondered if he should have escaped at that moment. He never got the chance though.

"That does it. This ends now," Deathbolt declared while taking out an injection gun that had blue liquid in it. "Achilles will make sure of that."

Kurogiri knew what was in that liquid, and it worried him. He was also surprised at the name. Knowing Atrocity, he probably wanted to make it seem a little more his by naming it. Still, the name was fitting considering what the drug did.

Deathbolt injected himself with Achilles and felt a surge of power rush through him. This sensation, it was incredible.

After injecting himself, electricity began emanating from his body at an even greater rate than before. Also, Deathbolt's eyes turned completely lightning yellow.

Kurogiri was slightly unnerved at what he was seeing.

Muscular looked unimpressed.

Using his powers, Deathbolt started absorbing the electricity from every device in the area to make himself stronger. After doing this he used the electricity to glide up into the air, or rather, he was using the electricity to hold himself up.

Wasting no time, he blasted Kurogiri with a large amount of energy at immense speed. Kurogiri barely managed to block with a warp gate. Once again, he redirected it at Muscular, however, he was clever enough to realize this and dodge so he wouldn't be zapped again.

The damage he did though surprised both parties.

The blast scorched and destroyed the very earth beneath them. There was a large hole in the wall just at the entrance of the alley.

"Oh man, this is incredible," Deathbolt exclaimed excitedly. "I feel like I could do anything with this power. Pity the effects aren't permanent."

Kurogiri had never sampled the drug himself but he had seen the effects on several test subjects. Izuku sure did a tremendous job. Now wasn't the time for that though.

Someone (most notably the heroes) was bound to have noticed their little show by now and were on their way. He needed to finish this quickly.

Kurogiri desperately looked around for something he could use. That's when he saw it. On the roof of one of the buildings lay something that would ensure his victory.

"Holy shit," Muscular muttered.

Seeing the power Deathbolt displayed. He couldn't deny he was impressed.

Deathbolt's enhancement came with some other perks. In an instant, he was beside Kurogiri. The latter of which, had no time to react as he was given an electric kick to the face that sent him crashing into the nearest wall.

Deathbolt then forged an electric whip and tried to grab Kurogiri with it. However, Kurogiri threw an ice grenade (there was some leftover from Izuku) that collided with the whip and exploded in a blinding light. The ground and up to Deathbolts knees were encased in ice.

"You think this will stop me," Deathbolt sneered as he emanated electricity from his body to melt the ice.

"Well, I'll just finish off the weaker one of you two," Kurogiri boasted while turning to Muscular.

The latter of which took extreme offence to that.

"I'll show you weak," he shouted as he charged at Kurogiri with a kick.

That was what he wanted though. Kurogiri opened a small warp gate that caught Musculars kick so it would hit the water tank on the roof.

As it began to fall, Kurogiri warped Muscular right next to Deathbolt who still had his electricity out. He then warped the falling tank right over them where its water started to fall out.

The moment Deathbolt noticed this his eyes widened in fear.

"Shit," he whined.

Water and electricity don't mix well. And when the large amount fell on the pair of villains it caused Deathbolt to short-circuit while electrocuting Muscular.

From Kurogiri's perspective, it looked like the two of them were screaming yet it couldn't be heard. When the light show ended, they were both steaming.

Deathbolt was unconscious and breathing softly.

Muscular was conscious, tired, and breathing heavily.

"Wow. I'm 'shocked' to see you both alive after that," Kurogiri joked.

As serious as he was most of the time, he did possess a sense of humour.

Muscular grinned weakly. Despite his brutal and arrogant nature, he knew when he was beaten. In his eyes, Kurogiri was a strong opponent that shouldn't be underestimated.

"Well, it seems you won. You are a lot stronger than people say you are," Muscular admitted.

Kurogiri was surprised by the compliment but accepted it nonetheless.

"Thank you," he responded. "Just because I don't fight normally doesn't mean I can't fight at all."

Muscular laughed in response.

"That's true I guess," Muscular said. He then grabbed Deathbolt and jumped to the highest building. As he did so, he called out to Kurogiri one last time. "Today, victory belongs to you. Next time, however, we'll be the stronger ones."

"I look forward to it," Kurogiri replied.

As to why he didn't try to pursue and end their lives. The heroes were in the area, so he needed to leave.

Opening up a warp gate he headed back to the hideout.

Class 1B dorms

Those in Class B had been having a relatively normal day at school and were now either in their rooms studying or in the living room socialising or relaxing. So, when they saw Izuku with Neito struggling on his shoulder walk into them well, to say they were surprised was an understatement.

Izuku had let himself into the building and removed his and Neito's (by some miraculous means) shoes.

Neito squirmed and struggled the entire time during this. He kept constantly shouting at Izuku to let him go. Izuku, in return, threatened to drop him if he didn't shut up.

Among those in the living room were Kendo, Reiko Yanagi, Setsuna Tokage, Awase, Hiryu Rin, Kosei, Tetsutetsu and Juzo Honenuki. They stared at the scene in front of them with complete silence and shock.

Izuku stared at them silently for a minute before addressing them.

"Excuse me. May I speak with either the class representative or your homeroom teacher please?" Izuku asked politely.

For a few seconds, the students stood there dumbfounded until one of them reacted.

"I'm the class representative," Kendo said stepping forward. "What exactly did Monoma do to warrant this?"

"The usual verbal harassment," Izuku explained bluntly. "I'm sick of it. So, could you maybe do something about his behaviour?"

That surprised all the students. Of all the times Neito had annoyed students from Class A, Izuku was the first one to ask them to do something about it.

"Here's what he said," Izuku started as explained what happened.

When he was done Kendo facepalmed herself in frustration.

"Seriously Monoma, this has gone on long enough," she stated.

"I was just speaking the truth," Neito replied irritated.

Izuku and Kendo both felt a vein stand up on their foreheads. While some did agree with them, others were on Neito's side.

"Monoma isn't wrong you know," Tetsutetsu barked. "That is how we're seen by all of the school. As second rate."

"Class A has had multiple opportunities to prove themselves," Kosei piped up. "We've barely had any."

Some students saw that differently.

"I'd hardly call nearly being murdered and kidnapped opportunities," Hiryu countered. "And even if I did, I wouldn't describe them as good, or something worth bragging about."

Izuku was happy to see that at least some of them saw it that way.

"I don't agree with Monoma constantly harassing you about it but, he is right. Class A has received so much attention since last semester that they are all anyone in this school. To be honest, it's quite frustrating," Setsuna admitted.

"Well at least her reason is understandable," Izuku thought.

Neito refused to remain quiet.

"You see. They all feel the same way," he stated.

Izuku decided to put him in his place.

"Has it ever occurred to you or anyone else part of your class that Class A worked hard to get where they are?" he asked simply.

There was silence.

Students were looking at each other with uncertainty.

"I'm new to this class, so I don't know everyone that well. The ones I do know, however, are struggling. Every day they work their asses off to achieve their dreams of becoming heroes. Dreams they share with you guys, students just like them. They do not see themselves as Gods. They each have a motivation and a desire to be a hero and are working to achieve it. Of that, I can assure you," Izuku exclaimed.

The students listening were shocked at what they just heard. They had never thought of it that before.

Izuku wasn't done.

"What bout you Monoma? What are your reasons for doing this? Are they in any way similar to Class A's? If so, then why do you mock us and call us arrogant, especially when you don't even know us on a personal level? Why not instead devote all that energy to training where you can actually improve and achieve something? The same to the rest of you," Izuku stated much to Neito's shock. "Let me give you a little advice Monoma: Stop it. Right now, you don't have the attitude of a hero. What you have is the attitude of a jealous, insecure brat who's desperate for attention. So, from now on, use your time to train and improve, because unlike you, I don't have time for this sort of thing."

Neito was speechless. He had a lot of things racing through his mind at that moment. The other students present were just the same.

Kendo, however, was grateful to Izuku for what he was saying. She, along with a few others, had always thought this class rivalry thing was ridiculous.

"One last thing. If anyone refers to me or my classmates as arrogant without a genuine reason, I will punch them. I don't care what the teachers say, I don't have patience for this sort of shit," Izuku stated firmly.

"That's fair," Reiko murmured.

"Indeed," Kendo agreed. "Making false allegations is unbecoming of us future heroes. I'll make sure everyone knows."

Some of the other students were looking at the ground in shame. Deep down, they knew he was right.

"What's going on here?" came a voice Class B knew all too well.

Izuku turned to see that Vlad King standing a few feet away from them with an angry expression.

"First of all, Midoriya, why are you holding Monoma like that? Second, what are you doing here?" Vlad demanded.

"Excellent questions," Izuku responded sarcastically. "I am holding Monoma like this so he couldn't get away from me. Why I'm here is related to that. You see Monoma has been verbally harassing me over something petty and I'd had enough. So, I wanted either you or the class representative to sort it out."

Vlad raised an eyebrow. He knew about the way Neito acted towards Class A, but this was the first time someone had come to complain about it.

"Please put Monoma down and follow me," Vlad requested. "We can discuss this in private."

"Sure thing," Izuku replied while setting Neito (who felt awkward standing) down. "Don't forget what I told you guys. Especially you Monoma."

Neito said nothing.

He just watched as Izuku went with Vlad through the dorm to what he could guess was the rooftop where they could talk in private.

When they were gone, he headed to his own room because he had a lot dwelling on his mind.

The others did the same afterwards.

What Izuku said had a deep impact on them.

On the rooftops, Vlad and Izuku stood facing each other.

"I'd like a full honest explanation," Vlad demanded.

"Well if you insist," Izuku joked.

Over the next ten minutes, Izuku explained about the verbal harassment he'd had to endure from Neito, the attempt he (Izuku) made to find out about what made Neito this way, and the meeting between him and the rest of his class.

Vlad mostly kept a calm (yet intimidating) expression, which broke momentarily when he heard about what was going on with Neito. Despite this, he listened to Izuku's explanation until he finished, never once interrupting.

"How can you be sure that he was or is being bullied?" Vlad asked concerned.

He valued his student's well-being and safety. And hearing that one of them was being bullied made him angry, especially since he was only now hearing about it.

"I could see it in his eyes," Izuku explained. "I used to look the same way, so I know. I was bullied once myself after all. That, and his shocked, later angry, reaction confirmed it."

Vlad didn't have a way to counter that. The entire staff knew about Midoriya's past. Or rather, they were given a basic idea of it.

"He didn't say who it was though," Izuku continued. "Though it's not uncommon for victims of bullying."

"True," Vlad agreed. "However, was it really necessary to bring him here like that? You could've just discussed it with me in the staff room."

Izuku considered this for a moment.

"Perhaps, but, I needed to make a statement to let him and the others know that I was serious," Izuku admitted. "I'm sick of his constant harassment and failed attempts at bullying me and the rest of my class."

Vlad sighed deeply. From his perspective, Midoriya did have a right to feel frustrated.

"On a side note, where did this pointless rivalry come from?" Izuku asked. "And also, do you actually see your students as the second rate to Class A?"

Vlad's eyes widened in shock.

"Second rate! What do you mean? Where did you hear that?" Vlad demanded.

"From Monoma," Izuku responded. "He said you and everyone at UA see Class B as second rate because of successful Class A was last semester."

Vlad couldn't believe what he was hearing. Did Neito really feel that way? Did the rest of his students feel that way? What's more, had he done something to make them feel that way?

Of course, he had. He must have.

Then he remembered his time with them at the training camp. He remembered what he said to them the day before the kidnapping took place.

Vlad groaned upon the realisation. "So that's what this is about. Goddammit. How could I be so stupid, not to mention insensitive? I'm their teacher for crying out loud."

"What?" Izuku asked confused. "What did you do?"

Vlad stared solemnly at him.

"It's something I said back at the training camp," he told the boy.

Flashback

It was early in the morning when Sekijiro Kan (Vlad King) had his students awake for training. Class A was already up working on their quirks, so he wanted to get Class B out doing the same. While they were walking to the training area he said something that he thought would motivate them.

"Last semester, Class A stole the spotlight. This semester it'll be Class B's turn. Got that? It'll be Class B, not A."

After saying this he heard some sounds coming from his students behind him. Some may have been gritting their teeth in frustration, but others may have been giving off light sounds that sounded like sniffs.

Flashback end

Now that he thought about it if they sounded like light sobs, which meant they were crying. He had caused his own class to cry. Seriously, what kind of teacher does that to his own students. He was meant to encourage and motivate them, but he had done the opposite.

Izuku could tell how Vlad was feeling about this. It was clear he did care about his students, but his attempts at helping them backfired in the worst way.

"That rivalry between Class A and B, is it something you use to motivate your students to do better?" Izuku asked curiously.

Vlad nodded and stared at the ground in shame. That was what he used it for. He didn't start it, but still, he took advantage of it.

Izuku could see some parallels between Vlad and Razor, though he was obviously less violent, and didn't swear nearly as much.

"Trying to help your students was not wrong, but the way you did was," Izuku explained.

Vlad looked at him with a baffled expression.

"When I was in the League, the person who taught me how to fight never used much to motivate me. They used my past and my anger at Bakugo yes, but only twice. The rest of the time they focused on trying to train and improve me," Izuku explained. "And that's how I became as strong as I am now."

"She must have been a really good teacher then," Vlad said.

Izuku was taken back at that. How did they know it was a female that taught him how to fight? He never referenced the gender. Vlad seemed to notice this.

"That comrade of yours, Dabi I think his name is, mentioned that it was a woman who trained you," he explained. "He didn't know the name though."

Izuku sighed with relief. The last thing he wanted was Razor getting tied to all of this.

"She was. She swore a lot and was quite violent, but she did want me to get better," Izuku admitted. "Anyway, here's my suggestion. That rivalry you've got with Class A, tell your students to abandon and forget about it. It is completely pointless and doesn't do anyone any favours. Get your students to focus on themselves and no one else. Class A shouldn't matter, because we are a different class, they are their own. If anyone makes a comment comparing the two classes well then fuck them. They aren't important or essential to your classes growth."

Vlad stared at Izuku in complete shock. For a villain, he was unusually motivational. At the same time, he knew he was right. The other classes shouldn't matter to him. He should only be focused on his class.

"I will. I'll also speak to Monoma about what he was doing. I never addressed it before because I thought he was just doing simple teasing. However, it is also bullying and as his teacher, I must stop it, especially since I am partially responsible for it," Vlad stated firmly.

Though it had taken him a long time to realize it, he had been encouraging bullying by one of his students. Even if it was indirect, he had done it. He would also address what he had just been told by Izuku with the rest of his class as soon as possible, though asking Neito about his personal issues would be done privately.

"Thank you," Izuku said before checking the time and panicking. "I gotta go. I have a counselling session with Hound Dog in fifteen minutes."

He then immediately started running off with Vlad watching in amusement. What an interesting kid.

Hound Dog's office

Ryo Inui (Hound Dog) was the school's lifestyle guidance counsellor. Though he did have an intimidating appearance and could get very angry with certain topics, he was usually gentle and friendly with his co-workers and the students. He could also be quite serious and tense on certain occasions.

He liked his job. He enjoyed helping the students out with their personal problems as it gave him the sense he was doing something meaningful. He enjoyed being a pro hero too, but still.

However, when he received this specific assignment from Nezu to conduct counselling sessions with Izuku Midoriya, he was somewhat nervous and reluctant about it.

He had had troubled students in the past, but Midoriya was a special case.

In addition to being a troubled student, he was also a former villain, something Ryo had never counselled before.

The reason he was asked to give him counselling sessions was due to a certain incident involving Mei Hatsume at the start of the week. Nezu had disclosed to him all the important details of what happened.

It unnerved him to hear that the boy thought another student was trying to kill him, especially when it was just an accident.

And now, the boy in question was seated across from him trying to look calm, though Ryo could tell he was nervous from the way he was fidgeting with his fingers. Seeing no point in waiting any longer, Ryo decided to start talking.

"Name," Ryo requested.

"Izuku Midoriya," Izuku replied.

"Age."

"Fif-, wait, no sixteen, sorry."

His birthday had been on July 15th and he'd forgotten. Last year he had just skipped it since there was nothing worth celebrating.

His birthdays were never anything special, to begin with. It was always just him and his mom. He'd never even had a birthday party before. To do that he would've needed friends, something which wasn't possible after being outed as quirkless.

Children either bullied him or avoided him like a plague. Bakugo didn't go over to his place when it was his birthday, not that he would've needed to. Mitsuki and Masaru still sent him a present though, something he was extremely grateful for.

Now it was Mid-August and the fact that he was sixteen didn't really mean much to him.

Ryo noticed Izuku's reaction and wrote it down.

"A student of Class 1A in the Hero Course that recently transferred this semester," Ryo continued.

Izuku said nothing. He waited for Hound Dog to continue.

"Before we begin, why don't you tell me a bit about yourself," Ryo encouraged. "Like your hobbies, dreams, family and friends."

Izuku thought about what to say for a minute. He wouldn't be able to answer most of that very well.

"Well, I'm quirkless. My hobbies include quirk analysis, science, reading, exercise and I suppose martial arts. I don't have any dreams for the future, nor do I have any friends. As for family, it's mainly just me and my mom who raised me alone," he explained.

Ryo raised an eyebrow.

"What about your father?" he asked.

Izuku scowled at that man being brought up.

"Hisashi, what about him? The guy fucked off to some other country shortly after I was outed as quirkless because of the ridicule he'd been receiving at work. I heard him and mom arguing constantly about it. The last one before he left, involved him wishing I hadn't been born before my mother made him leave," Izuku snarled. "He sends money overseas but that's it. Other than that, I haven't seen or heard from him in over ten years. And to be honest, I don't want to. My mother raised me and is the only one I consider family. So, Hisashi can go fuck himself for all I care."

Though he did understand why his father did it to a certain extent, he was still angry at him and resented him a good bit of the time.

Hisashi left when he was four, but, because he had never really been there for Izuku throughout his life he usually told people the man left after he was born.

Ryo growled at that information. A parent abandoning their pup for a petty reason was loathsome to say the least.

He wrote that information down and moved onto a different topic.

"Do you know why you are here?" Ryo asked.

"Because I put a girl in a chokehold and threatened to hurt her badly due to a misunderstanding," Izuku said all in one go.

"A misunderstanding which involved an explosion that led you to believe that girl was trying to kill you," Ryo corrected.

"Yes," Izuku replied sheepishly. "I got the wrong idea and overreacted."

He wouldn't admit it, but he was embarrassed by his behaviour earlier in the week.

"And why did you overreact?" Ryo asked.

"I," Izuku started before stopping.

He wasn't sure if he wanted to tell this man about what he'd been through.

Sure, he had told individuals outside the League like Stain, Crawler, the police, Mina, Tenya and Shoto about his past. But those were under special circumstances. Shoto had also been someone he could relate to.

This time, however, it was a separate matter.

His behaviour did not go unnoticed. Ryo could tell that Midoriya didn't want to talk about this. However, being the helpful counsellor, he was, he decided to push forward.

"Would it be related to the past attempts on your life?" he asked.

Izuku shifted uncomfortably but nodded in confirmation.

"Would you like to talk about them?" Ryo offered.

Izuku bit his lip and thought hard about this. He didn't really have a reason to tell him, though the opposite was just as true.

After some deliberation, Izuku decided to tell him.

"Over the past year, I've nearly died multiple times. Before learning how to defend myself, when I went out on quirk analysis, thugs in different groups tried to attack me. Other times I nearly got burned by Endeavour's flames. Most of the time I ended up relying on Kurogiri to come and save me. During the USJ Incident, Katsuki launched one of his major explosions at me and I nearly died. During my internship with Stain in Hosu, a Nomu went rogue and tried to kill me. At the Kamino Incident, a leader of a different faction of the League called Atrocity attempted to murder me with his mini-pods. He nearly succeeded, if not for principal Nezu's intervention. As if that wasn't enough, the day I wake up in a hospital, I get attacked again. This time it was some metallic object that tried to not only kill me, but also my mother, who nearly died in front of me, and the two detectives present," Izuku said slowly in a depressed voice.

On the outside, Ryo kept a calm expression, but on the inside, he was horrified at what he was hearing. Midoriya had been through more than what any hero had gone through in their first year. It shouldn't have been like that.

He was a child.

Even if he was a villain, he was still a child, a teenager, he shouldn't have had to go through those things.

Little did Ryo know, those events, as well as Izuku's past, came back to haunt him at night in his dreams.

He sometimes had nightmares about the events themselves and would wake up sweating and breathing heavily or worse, during a rare panic attack.

"I've nearly died so many times now that I guess whenever I've gotten into a life-threatening situation I just assume someone is trying to kill me, like I've gotten used to it," Izuku said with melancholy.

Ryo didn't agree with that in the slightest. Nearly dying was not something anyone should get used to.

"I've also been," Izuku debated on whether or not he should inform him about the hallucinations but ultimately decided against it. No reason to bring up something he didn't even understand. "You know what never mind. Not important."

Ryo was smart enough to realize that Midoriya wouldn't just open up about all his problems so decided to finish up. They had made good progress today.

"I think that's enough for today," Ryo announced, catching Izuku's attention. "You've said a lot already, so it's a good start. I'll schedule another session for Sunday, same time, same place. Is that alright with you?"

Izuku shrugged. "I'm not doing anything that day, so yeah."

What happened next was unexpected. Ryo walked over to Izuku and placed his hand on his shoulder.

"Midoriya, you have been through much. More than anyone your age should. However, admitting it is the first step to moving forward. Don't ever hesitate to come to us for help. You are a student here and it's our job to help you," Ryo informed the boy.

Izuku didn't know how to respond to that. He simply nodded and stood up to leave. He thanked Hound Dog and returned to his dorm. Strangely enough, he felt better after that talk.

Class 1B Dorms

"Do I make myself clear Monoma?" Vlad asked his student.

Neito gritted his teeth.

"Yes Sensei," he responded.

Shortly after his talk with Izuku, Vlad had taken it upon himself to reprimand Neito for his behaviour. The latter of which wasn't happy about but eventually relented when Vlad put his foot down by saying any further behaviour like this would result in harsh punishment.

There was still one other matter to address.

"Is it true you are being bullied?" Vlad questioned.

Neito flinched at that question.

"Did Midoriya say something to him?" Neito wondered.

Vlad noticed Neito's reaction and immediately knew something was up.

"I'm not being bullied by anyone," Neito lied.

Vlad wasn't fooled, unfortunately. Neito avoided eye contact with him when he said that. He brought his face directly in front of his students.

"Look me in the eye and say it," Vlad commanded.

Neito was trapped now. Still, he tried his best to get out of it.

"I'm not being bullied by anyone," he repeated.

However, his eye diverted slightly from his teachers gaze when he spoke. That gave Vlad all the confirmation he needed.

"You're not very good at lying. Who is it? One of your classmates or someone from another class?" Vlad demanded.

Neito began panicking now.

"No. No one in UA is bullying me," he stated franticly.

"Oh, so it's someone outside of school then. Well, that changes things. That person will be harder to find," Vlad said softly.

Neito mentally screamed at his slip up.

He could feel sweat building up.

"Who is it?" Vlad pressed. "If you tell me, I can sort them out."

Neito didn't respond. He felt a variety of emotions building up inside him at that moment, just waiting to explode.

"Who is-" Vlad attempted to ask again before Neito cut him off.

"NO ONE IS FUCKING BULLYING ME ALRIGHT. IT'S NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS ANYWAY. IT IS MY PROBLEM TO DEAL WITH AND NO ONE ELSES," Neito roared at the top of his lungs.

An expression of pure rage was painted across his face, and he was panting heavily.

Vlad was completely taken back at Neito's outburst. He had never seen Neito that angry before, or ever even. It was the first time he had ever yelled or sworn also.

Neito, realising what he just said to his teacher, suddenly turned pale and his expression became one of shock and fear.

Before Vlad could respond, Neito took off running to his room, tears beginning to form in his eyes.

Vlad was stunned by what he just witnessed. He'd never seen such emotion from Neito before. He attempted to go after him but was stopped by a large hand.

It was Kendo who looked worried and concerned.

"Just give him some space Sensei," she urged. "What you were trying to get out of him is a very sensitive topic for Monoma. He isn't just going to start confessing it to you."

"Do you know what that was about then?" he asked.

Kendo nodded.

"It's something to do with his family," she explained. "However, if you want to know the full story. We should talk in private."

Wanting to know more about what was going on with his student, Vlad eagerly followed Kendo.

Neito arrived at his room and slammed the door behind him. He closed the curtains and dived into bed. He hid himself underneath the bedsheets and began to cry softly.

He yelled at his teacher! He yelled at his teacher! He even swore at him!

What's worse, he confirmed what had been asked about him.

He was such an idiot, and now he was going to get in serious trouble.

He thought about 'them', about his family, if he could even call it that.

His parents sure, but the rest of them, no.

The rest of them hated him, mocked him, abused him.

It wasn't his fault. He couldn't help what he was.

No matter what anyone said or believed, he hadn't asked to be born an illegitimate child.

Hi there. Well, what did you think of that? I recently saw Incredibles 2 and when I saw the fight between Violet and Voyd, I couldn't help but think of Kurogiri fighting in a similar manner. That was the inspiration for that fight scene. I also had to expand on his fighting abilities because he hasn't had many fights in the cannon.

Hound Dog has been given very few appearances in MHA, so I tried giving a different side to his personality since he's a counsellor.

Furthermore, what did you think of Class 1B and Vlad in this chapter? Monoma's backstory will be explored more later.

Anyway, the next chapter will see Izuku connect with another of his classmates, one I've come to like recently. I won't say who it is though. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review.