Chapter 3

Todoroki awoke with a sharp headache for a few seconds before it died down. He found himself laying on a floor, and he could hear loud and cheerful voices from somewhere to his right. Is this the, viewing room? he asked himself as he blinked. Gently, he pushed off the floor and rose to his feet. He felt very shaky and disoriented, not being able to properly keep his balance.

"Ah! Todoroki! It is good to see that you are awake!" the concerned voice of Iida brought Todoroki out of his disorientation. He tilted his head and saw the taller teen walking up to him. "You were knocked out for about 10 minutes. All Might brought you and Shoji back from the exercise area."

"Knocked out…?" he mumbled in return, not looking at the taller teen and instead dropping his eyes down. The memory of his short fight with Zoldyck popped up in his head. He remembered getting shocked by electricity, and the next thing he remembered was waking up just now.

Iida nodded, understanding that Todoroki was a little hazy. "I believe you were caught by surprise by Killua's attack. Perhaps you were not prepared?" he offered.

Todoroki bit down on his lip, the failure becoming clearer in his mind. Was I caught off guard? Or is the difference in our abilities that vast, that he could beat me so easily? I was surprised, to see that he was not frozen. It's my fault for that loss. Todoroki merely nodded to stop Iida from talking more about it. "You called him Killua? Not Zoldyck?"

"Yes, he told me yesterday to call him Killua."

Todoroki nodded again and stared at the current fight on the screen. The hero team was Kaminari and Jirou, and the villain team was Yaoyorozu and Mineta. Iida recapped how Tokoyami and Asui as the hero team won against Kirishima and Sero in the previous exercise.

I need to be ready for Zoldyck at the Sports Festival, Todoroki thought as he stared at the screen. He was not paying attention, but Yaoyorozu and Mineta had set some traps for Jirou and Kaminari. Mineta kept leering at the tallest girl in 1-A throughout the entire exercise. Shoji was up and watching a couple of minutes after Todoroki got up.

I know a part of your power now. I didn't know anything before. I'll be more prepared for you, the next time we fight, Zoldyck, Todoroki concluded as soon as Yaoyorozu and Mineta restrained their opponents with capture tape.


Principal Nezu found his thoughts racing through his head in quite the dilemma. After speaking with Killua which was followed by Gon, he was not sure what to think. He spent the last half hour drinking lots of tea to calm his thoughts. He also had to honour his agreement with Gon, and he would not tell any of the staff about what they spoke about. Nezu regretted that.

Killua told me quite an absurd story, and then Gon comes and tells me something more absurd, Nezu thought as he took a seat at his desk. He had drank enough tea and settled for water for the present. Killua said he was raised by assassins. That explains why he has no public records of himself or his family…but then the question remains: how believable is that? Is he indirectly saying the heroes and police of Japan are not good enough to track his family down? Is his family that good at hiding? Or is it just a lie? He seems to be telling the truth, but it could be an act.

And then Gon says they are from a different world. That is just…not something I can believe so easily. I let him go because he promised he is not at U.A. to hurt anyone. That was good enough of a reason to end the conversation. But now, do I believe his story? He said I would catch him lying, but what if he is lying with this ridiculous story? He would be quite the incredible liar if he said he is bad at lying and then proceeds to make a claim that explains everything, but is a lie.

No, Nezu, you are overthinking this. All you need to do is ask for proof that they are from a different world. I am not sure what that could be, but they need to have something that can convince me.

Nezu curved his lips down. I hope, this is not just a psychological mind game to confuse me. I will be watching both of you, closely. You best not have any harmful intentions.


The final bell rang, signalling the end of the first school day. Killua was just about to leave after he packed his backpack when Kaminari and Kirishima strolled up to him.

"Hey, Killua, you mind introducing us to your 1-B friend?" Kaminari asked. "He can sit with at lunch whenever he wants. Figured if you're cool with him, he must be cool."

Killua laughed out loud in good nature. "Nah, Gon is the total opposite of cool," he drawled as he fondly remembered some of his memories with his best friend. "He's always so stubborn, and sometimes he's a little weird to be honest."

Kaminari and Kirishima exchanged a glance at the name 'Gon'. "Wait, is your friend the guy who destroyed the school record in the entrance exam?" Kirishima puzzled as his eyebrows lowered slightly. The question caught the attention of some of their classmates as well, namely Midoriya and Bakugo.

Killua glanced at the two other teens who waited for his answer, then turned back to Kaminari and Kirishima. "Yeah, that's the one."

Midoriya froze up, and Bakugo grinded his teeth and clenched his fists as he stomped in the direction the trio was standing. "I wanna meet this guy, show him to me," he demanded as he poked his index finger into Killua's chest.

The silver haired teen rolled his eyes. "And then what? Let me guess, you'll blow him up?"

"Damn right!" Bakugo spat in his face. Killua swiftly closed his eyes and turned his head. "I need to show him that there are no extras stronger than me! Absolute win!"

"Zoldyck, could I meet him too?" The much softer, and surprisingly stutter-free, voice of Midoriya sounded like good music to Killua's ears after hearing Bakugo's constant anger.

Killua stared at Midoriya, and the boy began looking away and fidgeting with his fingers. "Sure, I guess. You can all come." He lead Kaminari, Kirishima, Midoriya, and Bakugo to the place where he and Gon agreed to meet.

Gon was already waiting for Killua by the time they got there. The green haired boy's eyes widened at the sight of four other teens following Killua.

Killua sighed as he looked at Gon's questioning look. "Everyone, this is Gon. Gon, this is everyone," he told them as he drooped his eyelids and slouched his posture comically.

Kaminari and Kirishima chuckled while Midoriya stifled his laugh. Bakugo was unamused as he bore into Gon's eyes.

Gon sweatdropped at Killua's introduction. "Uh, I'm sure you all have names, but it's nice to meet you!" He offered a bright smile.

"Yeah, I'm Kirishima! You got first place on the entrance exam, that's so sick!" Kirishima was beaming at the green haired teen right in his face.

"Not just first, he destroyed the record! I'm Kaminari, by the way!" Kaminari overwhelmed Gon by pushing Kirishima aside and getting closer to him than the redhead did.

"I'm M-M-Midoriya, nice to meet you," Midoriya stuttered softly. Last was Bakugo.

"You piece of shit, you think you're all that?!" he screamed at Gon. "Just because you got first and broke the record? Wait for the Sports Festival, I'm going to crush you like I'll crush everyone else!" Without even waiting for a reply, Bakugo stormed off.

"Eh?" Gon blinked twice. "Oh, well, I look forward to fighting you too, uh...what's your name?" he called after the explosive teen.

"Shut up!" he yelled back, barely tilting his head to the side as he yelled.

"D-don't mi-ind Kacchan," Midoriya slowly stuttered. "He means well, mostly, but he's just...he needs to work on his attitude a bit." Midoriya straightened up and spoke more confidently.

"Oh, so his name is Kacchan?" Gon asked.

"Nah, he and Midoriya have known each other for a long time," Kirishima butted in. "Kacchan is his nickname. His real name is Bakugo."

"I see. That's cool, I guess."

"So Gon, I just wanted to ask…" Midoriya trailed off as he became aware of the four pairs of eyes looking at him and giving him attention. "D-do you mind s-saying what your Qu-Quirk is?"

Gon shrugged. "Sure. It's called Boost. It improves my speed and strength."

Midoriya froze up – Gon's Quirk sounded extremely similar to what Midoriya's could do if he could use it properly. Fighting Gon would be like fighting a more controlled version of myself, Midoriya reflected.

Kaminari was impressed. "That's cool man. No wonder you broke the record. You're fast and strong!" He paused for a moment, thinking about something else. "You know, Killua and I practically have the same Quirk? He's just way better than me," Kaminari admitted. He turned to face Killua with a challenging smirk. "But I'll catch up! Don't you forget it!"

Killua rolled his eyes and smirked back. "I'll remember that, Kaminari. I'll hold you to it, too." He tugged Gon's arm, and the greenhead faced his best friend. "Think we should get going?"

Gon nodded enthusiastically. "Alright, bye everyone! It was nice meeting you all!" He gave them a wave as he and Killua began to walk off to their motel.

"See ya, Gon!" Kirishima waved back right before he was out of Gon's line of sight.

"See you tomorrow, Killua!" Kaminari made sure not to forget the silver haired teen. He raised a hand in return.

During the walk to the motel, Killua knew something was up on Gon's mind. He was completely silent and not his usual cheery self. "You have something to tell me, Gon?"

Gon looked at Killua with a very calm face. "Yeah, but let's get to the room." Killua nodded and the two continued walking in silence.

At their room, Killua sat on the chair and Gon took a seat on the bed. "So, what did you want to say?" Killua asked.

"I...hm…" he bit his lip before continuing. "Did Principal Nezu talk to you today?" Killua nodded. "Well, it was the same thing as what I talked about with him. Why our applications were forged."

Killua raised his head up. "Ah, so they figured both of us out. You told him the cover story, right?"

"Uh," Killua began to get a sinking feeling in his stomach. "No. I told Nezu we are from a different world. He didn't believe me at first, but I think he does now after I explained a bit more."

Killua felt his blood boil, and he shot off the chair and onto his feet. He pointed a finger at Gon. "Idiot! We weren't supposed to tell them that so soon! Who knows what they'll do now?!"

Gon put his hands up in defense. "No! Only Nezu knows. I told him not to tell anyone until I can ask you that."

Killua huffed angrily and crossed his arms over his chest, looking anywhere except at Gon. "If you ask me, you are an idiot. And you shouldn't have told him in the first place."

"I know, I know, you can yell at me all you want! But I'm a very straightforward person. Before we started school, you said Nezu has an intelligence Quirk right?" Killua nodded. "I'm sure he would've caught me lying. I didn't want to get in more trouble. I'm not a good liar like you."

Killua uncrossed his arms and furrowed his eyebrows at Gon. "Yeah, if you were nervous, you'd get caught. But still, you should've told him the cover story we made."

Gon was feeling frustrated over how much Killua could not move on from Gon not telling the cover story. "Killua! It's done!" he yelled, surprising the other boy. "Sorry. But it's done. Now we need to figure out if we want Nezu to tell the other staff."

Killua rolled his eyes and sat back down on the chair. "Isn't it obvious? The answer is no! One person knowing is already too much. We can't let more people know."

Gon nodded. "I agree! But Principal Nezu said he will help us find a Quirk that can transport to our world. He doesn't know of one, but he can look for it. Maybe more people can help, too."

The silver haired teen pondered over this new bit of information. "I guess, Nezu could be of some help. But we don't need others' help. I'm sure his resources are a lot more vast than ours, and most other people's. It could be beneficial for us, but it could also lead to some downsides. Whatever, we'll see."

Gon lay down on the bed and turned his eyes to his friend. "Killua, did you figure out anything else about Quirks and Nen?"

"A bit. We did some combat training today. One of my opponents froze the whole building with ice. I used Gyo on the ice, and it was made of Nen, so I think it was like a mix of Emission and Transmutation. But then there's another thing I remembered today, about Quirks."

The green haired teen sat up near the edge of the bed and looked at Killua with curious hazel brown eyes. "What's that?"

"Quirks are genetic, but Nen is not. From what I've read so far, it's only known why Quirks exist: they are genetic mutations. But, that doesn't explain the inner working of Quirks. I'm wondering if there's really any connection between the two, or if Quirks just use life energy as the source of power."

"That's a good point, I think Quirks do use Nen as the source of power," Gon began with a contemplative look staring at the floor. "But then there's also some stuff about drawbacks of Quirks. Tetsutetsu's Quirk lets him cover himself in steel, which protects him from a lot of stuff. It's kind of like Ten, but not really, because it's not actually Ten. He also said that if he uses his Quirk for too long, his steel softens and he'll become tired."

"That sounds a bit like Nen. Maybe not the softening part, but becoming tired…if we use too much Nen, we get tired and can faint too. I think it's a general thing amongst Quirks that, if you overuse it, your Quirk will stop working and you can eventually pass out because your body can't handle it. It's called Quirk exhaustion."

Gon began swinging his legs over the edge. "Yup! I heard that too. I think the stronger someone's Quirk is, the bigger the weakness is. We need to look into this more. Also, we need to talk to Principal Nezu tomorrow morning. We can go to his office before homeroom starts."

Killua nodded begrudgingly. "Sure, we can get to school early."


The two Hunters made sure to leave at 8 in the morning, so they could jog and reach U.A. in 10 minutes. After showing their student ID to the security guards at the front gate, Gon and Killua walked straight to Nezu's office.

Gon knocked on the door twice. Their senses were telling them a familiar presence was coming to open the door.

The door opened, and the two teens were greeted by Principal Nezu. "Good morning, Gon and Killua. I am pleased to see you both again. Please, come in and take a seat, and then we can talk."

The two boys obliged and took their respective seats, and Nezu did as well. "So, Killua, I am a little upset that you lied to me yesterday – or maybe, lie is not the correct word. You did not tell me the whole truth. But," he said and turned to face Gon. "I am also not sure if I believe your story. I cannot tell which of you are lying and which of you are telling the truth, or if both of you are lying or telling the truth. I do not know. But, if I am to believe that you are from a different world," Nezu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the two students. "Then I need proof that confirms you are indeed from a different world."

The two boys looked at each other and exchanged glances, silently communicating through their facial expressions what they could show to convince the principal.

Then Gon lit up and remembered something. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, credit card size card with two 'X' next to each other and a coloured red diamond in between the two letters. "Here, Principal Nezu." He handed Nezu his Hunter License, and the principal took it in his paw-like hand.

He peered at the front and then flipped it over to the back. He gazed up at Gon and Killua. "What is this? And what is this strange writing?"

Gon was confused by Nezu's confusion, but then he remembered something important. "Oh! Right! We have a different writing style in our world! Killua understood your writing when we came here, but I didn't, so he taught it to me."

Nezu looked down at the card again and back up at the boys. "Okay, but what is this card? What does it prove to me?"

Both teens frowned at the principal, and Killua spoke up. "It's a different writing style from yours. One that you don't understand. Also, that's called a Hunter License. Here, hunters hunt animals. In our world, Hunters are people who pass a multi-stage exam and are rewarded with a Hunter License. That card you're holding gives us a lifetime supply of money, free public services in most places, and we can travel almost anywhere we want and get any information we want. I have one too." Killua fished through his pocket and pulled out his own Hunter License.

Nezu sat back in his seat and handed the card back to Gon. He crossed his arms and began thinking. "When did you two get your licenses?" he asked after several moments of silence.

Gon thought for a moment before answering. "I was 11, almost 12 at the time. Killua failed that year, so he took it again the next year and passed."

"So I was 12 when I got it," Killua added as clarification.

"That is very young for a license that benefits the holder in so many ways," Nezu mused. "I am not sure if this qualifies as proof, however. That card is not something we have, at least in Japan, and I am unfamiliar with the writing on it. That supports but also hinders your case."

Killua raised an eyebrow. "How does it hinder us?"

"Because I cannot read it," Nezu stated simply. "I cannot confirm anything if I am unable to read it. But the different writing system also helps your case because that is a sliver of proof that you are from somewhere else."

Gon and Killua absorbed the information Nezu provided. "What do you think is sufficient proof, then?" Killua asked.

Nezu thought for a while about Killua's question. "That is a very good question, Killua. I am not quite sure about the answer. I never imagined I would find myself in this scenario, so it is a little difficult to answer this. I would need something that is found in your world and not mine, but it also needs to be something I can understand. I do not know how many things qualify for this set of criteria."

Gon and Killua looked at each other again. "That...sounds a little...hard," Gon managed. "I don't know what could convince you if not a Hunter License. We don't have anything else with us."

That raised several questions for Nezu. "Nothing else with you? Where are you two staying, then?"

Killua grumbled something under his breath that Nezu could not catch, but Gon did and ignored his friend. "We're staying at a motel not far from here. The owner lets us stay there as long as we do some basic chores for her every evening. It's the only thing we could do because we have no money."

Nezu put his paw to his chin. "That is unfortunate. Sadly, however, U.A. cannot support you in that regard. We cannot provide shelter to you, but the police or government could find something if you would like."

Killua tensed the moment Nezu mentioned the words 'police' and 'government'. "No, we're fine with staying at the motel. We can't drag the police or government into this without blowing our cover. Speaking of cover, please don't tell anyone about our story. It could get annoying. I didn't want anyone knowing about it in the first place, but Gon decided to tell you." He glared at the green haired teen for a split second who looked back at him while rubbing the back of his head.

Nezu nodded in understanding. "I will honour your request. I can understand why you say that. However, out of my own curiosity, I have one request for you two, if you do not mind."

"What is it?" Gon asked curiously.

"I would like an x-ray of your foot," Nezu requested. Killua gave him a suspicious look, eyes narrowed and eyebrows furrowed. Nezu eyed the former assassin and quickly deciphered that Killua may not like the idea of being tested, especially because he was from a different world. That made him an alien. "Let me explain. As I am sure you know, we have special powers called Quirks. People who have one pinky toe joint will develop a Quirk, and people who have two will not. I am interested in seeing what your results are."

Killua was still not buying it completely. "Really? You want to know what kind of powers we may have? Sorry, but that's not something we'll disclose to this world." His tone was firm, and Nezu felt like there was no room to argue with him, but he had to try to satisfy his own curiosity.

"That is fine. No matter how many joints you end up having, I will not press on what powers you or your world may have. I simply want to know if the people in your world evolved the same way as us."

Killua still did not give up. "Sorry, but I can tell you right now, we didn't evolve the same way as the people here. It's different."

Nezu gave a small smile to the boys. "That is fascinating, how do you know that?"

The two friends exchanged glances again. Damn, now I gave him info. At least it was an accident, Killua thought as he looked for a way to escape the situation he put himself in. He ended up saying the most basic difference he knew between Nen and Quirks. "From what I know, Quirks are genetic. The power in our world is not."

Nezu nodded, happy with that morsel of information. "Alright then. I will accept your background of being from a different world, and I will not tell anyone of it. I will also help in your search for a Quirk that can send you to your world. That kind of Quirk has never been necessary as far as I know, but the possibility of it existing is, well...possible."

Killua stood up from his chair, and Gon glanced over at him. "Alright then, thanks Principal Nezu. We should get going, homeroom is about to start. Mr. Aizawa doesn't like students being late." Nezu agreed with a chuckle.


A few days passed, and Gon had started steaming multiple times from his ears. When Monoma asked on the first day why that happens, Gon replied with, "I get confused very easily, especially by math. That's just what happens when I'm confused."

After that, the class had accepted that it was bound to happen, especially during math lessons when Gon asked numerous questions the rest of the class already knew the answer to.

"ALRIGHT EVERYBODY!" the loud and enthusiastic voice of Hizashi Yamada blasted through the students' ears as he entered the classroom. "It's time for our heroics class! We're going to be at Gym Gamma today, also known as TDL, for some basic Quirk training!"

"Is Class 1-A doing rescue training today?" Kendo, the newly elected Class President, asked the teacher.

"Yes they are! I'll give you a spoiler, that's what you guys will be doing in two days during your next hero training class! Alright then, for today, you can change into your P.E. uniform or your hero costume, whichever you want! If your hero costume helps with using your Quirk, go ahead and wear it. If not, that's cool too! Also, Cementoss and Ectoplasm will be joining us today as well!"

Mic noticed the anticipation when the class looked to the door waiting for the Pro Heroes to enter the class. "Oh, they'll meet us there, not here. Alright then, meet at Gym Gamma when you're ready! Let's, get, GOING!"

Some of the students winced at Mic's loud voice, but they got changed into the clothing they wanted and met at Gym Gamma, or TDL. Gon decided to go with his green hero costume because it allowed him slightly more mobility and flexibility due to it being more open.

Once all the students were accounted for, Cementoss explained what TDL was. "Gym Gamma is a place I created for the purpose of personalized Quirk training. It is also called Training Dining Land, which is why the short form is TDL. Because this is all made of cement, I can use my Quirk and cater to individuals' needs when they want to train their Quirk."

"And I am here to create my clones for you to all train against," Ectoplasm said with a muffled voice from behind his black helmet. He was dressed in his hero costume, his helmet not showing his moving mouth as he spoke.

Cementoss walked a bit away from the group and placed his hands on the ground. They glowed a bright green before a mountain less than half the height of the ceiling sprouted up. There were several flat areas the onlookers could see where people could stand and train. "This should be good for today. Not everyone has a destructive Quirk, so not everyone needs to go on this small mountain. If you do have a destructive Quirk and want to train its power, then feel free to use it on this. I can create more if need be. The layering of the mountain offers some privacy for yourself and protection for others in case there is a lot of destruction."

"ALRIGHT, SO, emitters should focus on having control over their Quirk and then improving their range and duration. Transformation Quirks users should focus on keeping their transformations for as long as they can while getting used to fighting in that form. Mutant Quirk users should implement their mutation into their fighting style and get used to it too. Go, get started!" Present Mic yelled at Class 1-B, prompting them to scatter and find a suitable location.

"Monoma, how are you going to train your Quirk?" Gon asked his blond friend as they waited for some of the others to choose their spots.

"Well, my Quirk allows me to copy other people's Quirks, but…I can also copy multiple Quirks," Monoma responded with a hint of arrogance as he always had when talking about himself. "So I want to store more than one Quirk for as long as I can while using one of them."

"Ah, that's cool! I'm not sure how to train my Quirk, though…" Gon trailed off as he thought about what he could do.

"You said your Quirk boosts your speed and strength, right Gon?" Tetstutetsu asked, overhearing the conversation between his two friends. The green haired teen nodded. "Then, just pick some stuff up, or break stuff, until you get tired!"

"Good idea, Tetstutetsu! I think that's what I'll do, it sounds like good training for me!"

"Gon, do you mind if I copy your Quirk?" Monoma asked with a smile.

Gon's cheerful demeanor receded. "Uh…" If I say yes, I don't know what he'll copy! Will he really copy my speed and strength, or something else, or nothing at all? I don't know! I have to say no! "Uhhh…" he stuttered again, trying to buy time for an escape. "Sorry! I need to go train! Plus Ultra!" He dashed off before Monoma could stop or touch him to copy his Quirk, whatever it may have been.

Gon ran around to the back side of the mountain and climbed up some of the layers Cementoss created. He had no idea what to do to train. If he used Nen, he could break the cement easily without much repercussion. I guess I should just kick some cement and then lift it up as weight training, kind of like what Tetsutetsu said.

"Oh, Gon, you're here too?" Gon heard Kendo's voice above him. He turned his head up and saw her with her enlarged fists.

"Oh, hi Kendo! I didn't notice you!" He gave a wave with a cheerful face to the ginger teen.

Kendo smiled back at the greenhead. "How do you plan on training your Quirk?"

"Uh, I'm not too sure, but Tetsutetsu gave me an idea! I'll break a part of this cement off with a kick, then I'll use the piece of cement as a weight training tool! Until my Quirk runs out," he added at the end.

She considered the training Gon was planning on doing. "That's not bad, I think you should do that for a bit, whether it's right now or later towards the end. I think fighting one of Ectoplasm's clones is a good idea, though. You can test your speed and fighting skill against a clone. After all, your Quirk is best suited for combat, so I think trying it in a practical scenario would be helpful for you too."

"Thanks, that's a great idea! I should try that out first before I get tired," Gon lied with a huge smile on his face. He knew he would not get tired from lifting up pieces of cement – at least, not for a while. It would be better to fight, as Gon was always itching for a good fight. In one leap, he jumped off the mountain and went to find Ectoplasm but was stopped short. A clone came right up to him.

"Ah! Mr. Ectoplasm, I was just looking for you!" he exclaimed.

"I am a clone of Ectoplasm, not the actual one. But, do you need to practice with me, Freecss?" it replied with a voice that sounded exactly like Ectoplasm's.

"Uh huh. My Quirk boosts speed and strength, so it's best used when I fight," Gon explained to the clone. "I think fighting would be a good way to test it out, at least for a bit."

If the clone could have been surprised, it would be right now. "Well, that is a straightforward request. We can spar for a bit, but then I would recommend you go work on extending your time limit. I'm sure your Quirk has a limit for how long it can last, right?"

"Yeah, it does, but I can do that after a bit," Gon answered. "I'm excited to fight!"

The two went off a little farther from the mountain and stood about 15 feet away from each other. "How do you want to do this?" the clone asked.

"Uh, first, can you explain how your Quirk works?" Gon asked. "If I hit you, will it hurt Mr. Ectoplasm?"

The clone nodded, and Gon's eyes widened and his mouth opened in shock. "Wait, I don't mean it'll hurt Ectoplasm. If you hit me hard enough, I'll break apart into seemingly nothing. So, I guess, if you can hit me like that, then you will win. I will win when I say so, but I won't do that unfairly."

Gon nodded, excited to fight a Pro Hero. "Okay, let's start!" The clone nodded in agreement. Gon flew in at Ectoplasm's clone with a kick, but the clone moved to its left to dodge the attack. With a quick reaction time, Gon lashed out with his right hand, and Ectoplasm raised both hands to block the attack.

Very simple and reckless fighting style, the real Ectoplasm thought as he witnessed his clone fight the boy. But, it can be polished with enough time.

The block gave Gon enough time to land safely and create some space between them. Ectoplasm's clone jumped towards the green haired teen with an outstretched aiming to capture the boy. Gon ducked under the hand at the last second and swung his right leg out and landed a kick on the clone's leg.

Having been excited by landing a solid attack and continuing to look down at the leg he kicked in his excitement, Gon did not see the incoming punch to his face. The punch did not hurt, but it knocked him several feet back. He managed to keep his footing and landed on his feet.

Right hand clenched into a fist, Gon dashed forward and swung his right hand forward. The clone put two arms up to block, but the punch was so powerful it broke through and made the clone deform.

Gon took a moment to register what happened, but then he saw that the clone Ectoplasm made of himself had broke apart. He put both hands up in happiness for his victory. "Yay!"

He felt a presence coming from behind him, so he turned around and saw Ectoplasm, but he was not sure if it was a clone or not.

"Freecss, I am the real Ectoplasm," the hero said with his muffled voice as he tried creeping up on the boy. "I wanted to give you a few words. You are certainly good at fighting, but your style is very simple and instinctive. You have good reflexes which allow you to react quickly, but it is still simple nonetheless. I can see why you wanted to fight so early on, and it's because you have good control over your Quirk. But I'm sure you could become faster and stronger with more training. I would recommend you learn a fighting style that suits you during an internship or such. Otherwise, good work, you did well."

Gon beamed at the hero. "Thank you, Mr. Ectoplasm!"


"Settle down, everybody! Please get into the bus one by one!" Iida, the newly elected Class President of 1-A, yelled at the class to maintain order.

They were on their way to the Unforeseen Simulation Joint, also known as USJ, to do rescue training. The bus they were in had three seating sections. The first was a few rows split down the centre with a walking aisle that faced towards the middle. The second section was two big seats facing each other. The third section was exactly like the first, only it faced the opposite direction as the first which lead it to also face the middle.

Killua took a seat in the first row of the third section next to Sero, making the two very close to the people in the middle: Kaminari, Aoyama, Ashido, Iida, Sato, Midoriya, Asui, and Kirishima. The bus began to move, and the chatter from the students began long before that even happened. Killua was vaguely paying attention to what the eight teens in the middle were talking about.

"I hope I get to some rescue training in a lake or flood area, ribbit," Asui said with her finger at her chin. "I would love to become a rescue hero in those types of situations."

"Yeah, you'd be great in water! Your Quirk is perfect for it!" Ashido exclaimed.

"I wish my Quirk was flashier, it'd be nice to impress people with how it looks," Kirishima muttered solemnly.

"I think your Quirk is plenty good enough to become a hero," Midoriya assured him. "You don't have to be flashy to be a good hero."

"That means a lot, coming from you and your flashy Quirk, Midoriya," Kirishima mused in return. "But thanks for the confidence!" he added with a chuckle.

"Yeah, Midoriya, your Quirk is flashy but it's crazy strong too! You break stuff like it's nothing, including yourself!" Kaminari joked, and some of the other teens laughed.

"My Quirk is powerful and flashy, making it a combo parfait!" Aoyama flashed a prideful smile for both his boast and his French.

Ashido patted him on the shoulder. "Too bad your stomach hurts if you use it much at all!" Aoyama frowned at the truth in her statement.

"If we are talking about strong and flashy, I would have to give it to Killua," Iida declared. "He has spectacular control over his Quirk. It would be very hard to miss!"

Sero elbowed Killua in the side, prompting the former assassin to look over at the black haired teen. "What?" he asked.

"They're talking about you, man! Go join the conversation!"

Killua turned back to the eight students. "What's up?"

"We were just saying how your Quirk is really strong and flashy," Sato explained with a small smile.

"And?" Killua thought there was more.

"Nothing…that's good and cool, that's all," Sato replied as his lips curved down into a thin line.

"Get out, we're here now," Aizawa ordered as the bus stopped moving.


This will be a much more normal update schedule for me. Around 1.5-2 weeks on average, hopefully.

This chapter was more of a development chapter that was necessary for plot and characters, but there were still some advancements as you will have read. Hopefully it doesn't seem too much like a filler, but I can understand if you think that it is. However, USJ is in the next chapter, so we'll see what's in store for that! Wonder how Killua will react to seeing the League of Villains, especially knowing how he is not particularly against joining villains...you'll have to read on to find out.

Thanks for reading! Hope you liked it!