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Chapter 2: The Hero Watch: Part 1

'Here's the sad truth. All men are not created equal.'

"Enough, Kacchan! I won't let you hurt him anymore!" the green-haired boy had said as he stood between three bullies and a beaten child on the floor. Though he stood his ground, Izuku Midoriya was still filled with fear as shown through his large, teary eyes and trembling body. That only signaled the three to activate their quirks and begin their daily routine of torment. One had elongated fingers while the other had sprouted crimson wings, but their leader, a spiked haired blonde with fierce red eyes, sparked an explosion by slamming his fist into his palm.

"You want to pretend to be a hero? You don't stand a chance without a quirk, Deku." that was the last that Katsuki Bakugou had said before the usual daily routine had begun.

'Since I was four years old, I learned that some people had more power than others.

As usual, there was no mercy given to Midoriya. The beatings were meant to dissuade him from continuing his noble desires but where ineffective thanks to his inner bravery. It may be hard to see due to his timid and non-confronting nature, but he was stronger than he had seemed. But that did not matter to the tormenting trio, especially young Bakugou. He only valued physical strength, but even then he wouldn't care about anyone else's besides his own. In his mind, no one could ever stand up to his power (except maybe All Might), and because of that, he would grow to be cold, arrogant, and vain. That was no making of a hero of any kind let alone the number one.

But young Midoriya was different. Unlike Bakugou, he had never know power in his life; thus, he knows it's value. This would become something that will grow with Midoriya for years to come as he follows his dream. To become a hero, not for the fame and fortune or to prove he was better than the rest, but rather because of his sole desire to help those in need. That desire is the exact makings of a hero of any kind, even the number one.

'But that won't hold me back. If anything, it pushes me to do better.'

A body of a scrawny thirteen-year-old had just been thrown to the floor, one sporting a bloody nose and a serious black eye. The 'daily routine' continues even after nearly ten years had passed.

"Even after all this time, after all the warnings, you still won't get the message, Deku!"

Usually, they would be someone who would say that some things never change. Not for this instance. From here on out it only got worst.

Bakugou stood menacingly above his brutalized victim with his two cohorts behind him. Over the years they have been a witness or a party to Bakugou's antics but have been recently showing some distaste for their active tear down of another human being. The only reason they did not to turn on Bakugou is because of their loyalty. However, this loyalty was built out of fear and not one out of mutual respect. If either of them would ever fall out of line with the blonde-haired egomaniac, they would be beaten worst that their victim. Because of that they didn't dare challenge him. Neither of them knew it, but today they would be tested on whose side they were on.

Bakugou removed his backpack to place it on the floor. He then opened it to pull out a roll of duct tape and an old rag. It does not take a genius to know what he plans on doing. Looking away from the barely conscious body below him, Bakugou speaks to the two behind him. He then proceeds to toss them the items he pulled from the bag.

"You two extras tape up his legs and arms. After that tie this around his eyes. We're going make it harder for this loser to get back up now." he said with a mischievous look in his eyes. However, his eyes began to fill with rage when they did not respond immediately.

"Did you extras hear what I said?! Get to it!" the blonde yelled. But rather than do as they are told, one of the two decide to have his say.

"Bakugou, don't you think this is going a little too far? I mean to leave him in the middle of the woods like this pretty terrible. He's going to tell someone about this, and we'll be screwed." said the one with the long finger quirk. He had tried his best never to say anything that would tick Bakugou off, but today he was pushing it. He will admit that this is not done out of an act of selflessness. He didn't want the humiliation of a classmate to be on his record for life. Unfortunately, Bakugou did not see it that way.

"He won't say anything. We've done this to him for years, and he hasn't said a word, and he won't say anything ever. I'm just reminding him of what he is. An insignificant pebble on my path to greatness!" he said as he furiously kicks his gut. The horrific sight causes a surge of anger to take control of the long finger one's body.

"If he's so insignificant, then why even bother with him!"

He became pale as a ghost and stiller than a statue after he had his outburst. He knew what was coming next but was still not prepared for it. In less than an instant, he was pinned to a tree with a hand around his neck and Bakugou looking intensely into his eyes. Fear ran down his spine and pierced through his heart as his attacker brought his left hand close to his face. Bakugou then ignited small explosions on his clawed palm which slowly began to inch closer towards his captive's eye. From his point of view, the other boy was frozen with fear in his heart and indecisiveness in his mind. He wanted to help his friend but also didn't want to incur Bakugou's wrath. He had suffered such a punishment two years prior when he tried to help Midoriya off the floor when one of Bakugou's beatings had gotten too intense. He dared not anger him again if he valued his health.

Just as he was done reliving the painful memory, he saw Bakugou lean into his left ear and whispered something. After he had said whatever he said, he released the long-fingered boy. He was visibly shaken by the whole ordeal as shown by his shaking body with a terrified face with tears beginning to fall. As he was walking towards the body on the ground, the other boy went to his side and asked silently what Bakugou had said. His only response was, "You really don't want to know." Then it was back to business as the two followed the blonde's demands to bound the battered young man on the floor. When they had finished binding his respective limbs together, they cover his eyes with the rag. They then stood up and moved back to Bakugou's side.

"Alright, we're done here. Let's get moving. It's taken way too long to get this done." said Bakugou as he walks away as if nothing had happened. The two as always began to trail behind him, but not before the long finger one quickly placed an object in the bounded boy's hands.

"Hey, loser! Hurry up, or I'll tie you up next to Deku!"

Luckily Bakugou didn't notice the item he had left for Midoriya. As he ran back to rejoin the cruel clique, he took a small glance at the green-haired boy they were leaving behind. Though the act was selfish as it was done to elevate his guilt, maybe deep down in his subconscious, there was some good in his soul.

Alarms blazed throughout the scholastic institution that was UA high. The plain hallways had now been illuminated by the blood-red security lights that would help signal the danger along with the eardrum ruining alarm noise. Faint sounds of a frantic battle could only be barely heard through the walls as a small furred bipedal creature wearing a nightrobe ran down the hallways. In his arms lies a metallic sphere that looked like it had come from beyond the stars if anyone was asked for its place of birth. What they wouldn't know is that the sphere did not originate from space but rather from UA's Development Studio and whatever was inside it was incentive enough for a small but deadly invasion force to raid the school grounds. The snow-white animal had turned his head to look behind him as a result of an inhuman sound had permeated through the hallway behind him. The monstrous being was catching up to him. Though it could not communicate like a human, it was apparent to what it had come for, and it was in the principle's arms.

Nezu knew that it could not ever fall into the wrong hands and continued running. His pants of exhaustion were heard only to himself as he ran through the various hallways. The monstrous being was not seen by Nezu, but he knew it was there, gaining on him while tearing through the corridors of the school. Spotting the door that will lead to the stairway to the roof, Nezu made his way in. With all the strength he could muster from his tired body, he bolted up the stairs at top speed. He was so focused on reaching the top that he almost failed to notice the orange beam destroy the path in front of him. He looked down to see the dark beast charging another blast from its mouth, ready to kill him and retrieve the sphere. Using his brilliant mind, he remembered the amount of time it took for the beam to charge before blasting. While counting down the seconds to himself, he spots a stairway across from him crumbling from the structural damage brought upon by the creature. With the knowledge, he had acquired he formulated a plan.

At the last second, Nezu jumped across to the neighboring stairway, nearly dodging a blast that would leave nothing left of him. He then landed on the fragile stairs with enough force to cause it to break off from the rest of the building. He then took another leap up the stairs as the stairs behind him fell on his target. Nezu did not take the time to look back at the monster, now buried in the fallen debris of what was once a stairway. He kept moving forward until he found the door to the roof. As soon as he had reached the roof, he then locked the door behind him with his set of keys for the school he had in his robe. With the sphere in his hand, he went to the edge of the roof to see what had happened during his escape from the beast. His worst fears had now been confirmed.

UA was on fire.

Down below, he saw various pro heroes take on the swarms of flying drones causing damage to the property. His heart skipped a beat when he saw Present Mic take an energy beam to the chest. Luckily Cemontos was able to place a shield around him while crushing the drone that had attacked the voice hero. He then turned his head to see Snipe and Vlad King back to back, destroying the swarm that had surrounded them. They had some minor injuries, but the sight did not stop the pain from entering Nezu's heart. These where his friends, allies, and former students trying to defend the building he had come to call home, a place where young people come as students and leave as heroes. Never the less he had to keep the fight here but send the sphere elsewhere. He immediately sets down the sphere to bring up a holographic screen. Nezu wastes no time in programming coordinates to a secluded location. Finalizing the launch sequence, the sphere lifts from the ground and in a bright green light disappears into the night sky.

The moment of relief the tiny principle had was short-lived. Not even a second after the departure of the sphere the monster had broken down the door, having clawed its way out of the debris. It stood in front of Nezu in all of its frightening appearance. It was a tall, muscular creature with long, razor-sharp claws on both its hands and feet wearing tattered black shorts. Along it's back where black stone like spikes that also leads down to its tail. The spikes stop at the back of its head, which has its brain exposed to the world. Alas, the worst feature was it's face, having one full yellow eye and a mouth in the shape of a bird's beak with sharp, jagged teeth.

Nezu's back was against the metaphorical wall as the Nomu started to walk towards its prey. Looking over the edge and down the building, he saw a sliver of hope amongst the chaos. To the surprise of the Nomu, UA's esteemed principle fell backward off the building. Although he never took any action without knowing that it would have the best possible chance of success, the severity of the situation caused him to take the slim chance of rescue. Though he never believed in luck, Nezu was never the less proven of its existence by being caught by a hero who did his best to avoid the spotlight.

"Nice of you to swing by to visit, Shota," Nezu said to Eraserhead as they swung away from the building like a spider-themed hero.

"This is hardly the time to joke about the situation, Nezu," Eraser said in his characteristic flat voice. He was dressed in his hero suit, along with his capturing cloth and trademark goggles over his eyes. As they descended, swarms of drones had surrounded them, prepared to attack. Using his knife to cut the cloth carrying them, Eraser Head and Nezu evaded the drones firing their lasers in midair. This caused the drones to shoot each other by mistake, destroying themselves. The two heroes made a rough landing on the floor, repeatedly tumbling until coming to a stop. Nezu was the first to stand up and then offered a hand to his reserved ally. With both heroes on their feet, they took the time to analyze the situation properly.

"These drones may pack some serious firepower, but their armor is not strong enough to take a certain amount of force. However, what they lack in durability they make up for in strength and numbers. They plan to overwhelm us until there are too many to take on. By then, we would be too weak to fight back." Eraserhead had stated as de destroyed three drones using his cloth to crash them into one another.

"An excellent deduction, Eraserhead but you forgot about the timing of all this. It is very late into the night, and while most of us are asleep, they would commence their attack, giving us heroes very little time to formulate a defense." Nezu commented as he stripped a downed drone of its laser cannon to modify it into a blaster for he can join the fight. After taking care of two more drones, Eraserhead asked the principle a question while keeping his eyes on the battle.

"Do we know who is responsible for this attack? What they're after?" just as he had finished the last sentence, they were both engaged by four drones preparing to fire their weapons at the pair. They were then shot down by Nezu with his jury-rigged gun before they could target them. The two then ran towards the main battle to help the other pros liberate the school of the robotic invaders. As they defended the school and hold out for reinforcements, the two resumed their conversation.

"I know what they are after. Before I fell on to you, I had sent it away from the school to keep it out of their possession." Nezu stated as he turned several drones into molten scrap metal. He then looked to Eraserhead as he too disposed of a few drones. "As to who had sent them I do not know. But there is another being here leading the charge. I say 'being' because it is challenging to call this thing a human." Just after finishing that sentence, one of the pro heroes at the scene of the battle pointed to the sky.

"Look! Over there!" Ectoplasm yelled. The heroes then looked upwards to see a swarm of drones move away from the battle, heading to another destination.

"We must follow them! They probably have another target!" shouted Vlad King, bloodthirsty, just like his namesake.

"No. We must deal with the threat here. If even one of us leaves this fight, we could be overrun, and the school would be destroyed! I'll send for another pro to intercept the drones and protect whoever or whatever they are after! Understood?!" No one questioned Nezu's order and continued to fight the nonstop onslaught of interchangeable mechanical killing machines. As the battle rages on Nezu asks for cover as he pulls out his phone to contact a hero who can help them at this moment. Eraserhead comes over to him with a look of frustration on his usually blank face.

"What exactly are they after? To attack us like this means that whatever they're looking for is something that is unlike anything we have seen yet. So it would be much easier to take these things on if we know what we're supposed to be defending." Eraser said to the small hero in a stern tone. He would usually never take any rude tone to the principle, but his frustrations from the battle combined with Nezu's uncharacteristic vagueness tipped him over the edge. Nezu didn't even look at him to answer his question as he dials a number on his phone.

"At the moment we must protect the school. We leave what they are after to another hero." he answered as he held the phone to his ear.

A phone begins to ring beside a massive bed holding a small, frail body. From under the covers, a skeletal looking hand fumbled around the nightstand to find the source of the ridiculous ringtone.

'A PHONECALL IS HERE! A PHONECALL IS HERE! A PHONECALL IS HERE! A -'

"Yes?" the frail man answered, now awakened from his much-needed slumber. For his line of work, sleep was much needed to properly perform his task, especially for him due to his ranking amongst the others in his profession. Now standing on his feet, he looks out the large window of his bedroom in his very immaculate penthouse suite. His tried face has now turned into one of serious determination as he is briefed on a current crisis that is needing his assistance. It is not just his demeanor that has changed. As he is being told the coordinates for his task, a tall, muscular, god-like figure replaces the frail old man as he prepares for the night ahead of him.

"On my way." said All Might as he hangs up the phone and fits himself in his hero suit. Little did he know that by answering that phone call, two lives would be changed forever.

AMAZINGBRAN HERE WITH AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!

I hope whoever is reading this fic is enjoying it. I don't want to let you guys down. Now for those who want to stay on board and keep reading, then it is only fair to tell you guys this.

I will post the next three to four chapters of this fic's first arc weekly and then the rest bi-monthly. Why the long wait, you ask? Well, Friendos, life and the responsibilities that come with it don't stop whenever I want to start writing. Also, I might need to alter the plot or do more research. I only produce 'Quality Content' and nothing less. I will apologize in advance for the wait and the possible delays, but if it's not 'Quality Content' it's not going out.

Shout out to sunsetskywritesfor beta testing this fic and being a good friend.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading this fic. Thank you for the support and until next time...

- Bran