After some deliberation I am going to rewrite this again as this is not something that seems to be going the way I originally envisioned it and has gotten way off track. I will still post on this story, just deleted all the chapters. Please also keep in mind I am a High school senior, looking for a job and trying to understand how College Works without any help from my school.

Thanks. Bye.


Izuku groaned as another Hero Song popped up on the radio and he was forced to listen to it as his classmate all got together and sang it.

"Why," he sighed, placing his head in his hands and tried to block out the song.

"You used to love this song," Bakugou's voice said as he turned around to look at the boy.

"Things change," he sighed, slapping the hand that went to touch him before leaning back with a sigh.

"Mr. Midoriya, I do not care that you have been missing. If you are not going to pay attention-"

"I could have had a number of atrocities done to me in the four years I have been gone. Killed. Raped. Drugged. Beaten," he listed off, each person getting paler with each thing he said. "And you discriminate against me because I am quirkless. Not even considering the trauma I must have gone through," he smiled as the teacher floundered. "I am a 10 year old. You are a teacher ...now who should be the more compassionate of the two?"

"How dare you-"

"Keep speaking, I might just report you if you do," Izuku smiled, looking like a cat that got the canary. "I mean...you have been nothing but a right ass."

"I am a teacher-"

"And so you deserve respect," he rolled his eyes. "Yes, but respect is earned. And so far you have done nothing but bully me and the other students who have a hard time understanding the concepts you purposely are teaching in such a convoluted way to assure that Bakugou seems….desirable."

"What-"

"You honestly think I was going to be dumb enough not to see waht you where doing," he smiled and Bakugou got up.

"OI! I don't want no special treatment," Bakugou roared, and Izuku hummed as the other students began to yell at the teacher.

Ah...now the music has drowned out.

Thankfully he still had it!


FEW HOURS LATER

"Must you always look so deep into people and their intentions," the Priestess sighed as she looked at Izuku and his smug look.

"It's the only way to stay on top of people," he grinned. looking proud of himself and for a moment...the background was steely gray of the Shadow Border and then Chaldea 2.0, Izuku having the same pose and smile he had at that moment.

"I see," she sighed, shaking her head as she looked at the file she had managed to steal.

"So...People from England?"

"Like we suspected, they have no idea about runes...not since most of the books pertaining to them have been burned down in the protest of attempting to get them in schools," she sighed.

"That...makes no sense," Izuku cocked his head to the side.

"I worded that wrong," she sighed. "Hhmm, about 70 or so years ago when heroes became a real...profession," she flinched and Izuku did as well. "There were debates about them taking inspiration from old legends that held magic and such in them. They were worried about something getting out of hand…or per say someone getting delusions that they were the reincarnations of said heroes..."

"Oh yeah. I mean I guess," Izuku hummed, leaning back as he looked at the file nabbed from the priestess. "That...whole things made no sense...but then again humans make no sense."

"You sound as if you are not from this world...or even human," she sighed. "And that's something coming from me."

"I guess," he sighed. "It's just...7 singularites. 7 or is it 8? Lostbelts. Various sub singularities...you see what humanity is capable of in the strangest of situations. I can't help but feel as if this...world...has squandered it on...something so simple," he sighed. "That we are so hyper focused on what is a 'Hero' and what is a 'Villain'," he shrugged.

"Hmm?"

"Heroes and Villains...such vague terms," he sniffed. "In the end what makes a hero and what makes a villain," he mused, looking at his hand he had raised into the air. His Mystic Code, long and spindly, glowed as he filled it with mana. "They are not so different from one another if you look at the bare basics…but…" he gave a light giggle.

"But," she pressed, grabbing the file back and lightly slapping his arm which was still in the air.

"Humans complicate some of the simplest concepts in the effort to show the truth," he grinned, turning to face her with a bright smile. "They convolute the truth in an effort to find it!"

"Enough," the Priestess sighed. "Before you become the raving lunatic that you once were, during your...philosophy phase."

"Hey," he protested, before sighing. "I guess I was a bit loony during that time...blame it on Mozart and Shakespeare!"

"Hmm," she huffed.

"So...what's the plan with this mage? I mean we have a lock on his location and he'll only be there for another week...at most," he sighed," looking at the photo they managed to get.

"He needs to be killed, that is the only way to ensure that he is no longer a problem," she stated easily.

"You know there will be a big investigation right," he chuckled. "Deaths and murders not related to a villain attacks are unheard of now."

"Really," she gasped, Izuku humming as he looked at her.

She was still in her human disguise.

It was a woman in her late thirties if he were to guess, with smooth pale skin that matched her blonde hair that went down to her back. Her crystalline blue eyes were the only thing she kept from her Priestess self.

"Yeah," he nodded with a sigh. "Pretty prudish about stuff like that. And whenever a killer is out in the open...it's top priority," he grunted, getting up with a sigh. "That means All Might."

"You are-

"I can take him on easy," he huffed, looking a bit offended. "I was trained for monsters stronger and quicker than him. The problem is their mentality."

"Sometimes heroes killed because it was better than letting things drag on for longer than it was supposed to, or because in the end it was the only way they were getting out," she sighed, looking out the window.

"Well...if we do kill him, we will have to lay low for a long time...it's not something that is going to go away easily or be forgotten by the masses," he breathed, stretching out like a cat. "So we are going to need to plan...but we have less than a week to get this figured out and execute it."

"If only planning murder was easy," she sighed.

"It is," he said, looking a bit confused. "It's just trying to get away with it in a society that doesn't have as many murders as before," he stated easily.

"Your ease of talking about this is worrying," she sighed, looking at the boy. "But…I will not question it. How is the formation of your weapons?"

"O just need to temper the blade and put these finishing touches on it...thank god Robin Hood told me how to create my own weapons oil...cause I do not want to explain why I need it," he grunted, before smiling. "It will be good to get back to my roots."

"It will be good to see you as you were supposed to be seen," she smiled.

"I guess."


FOUR DAYS LATER

Bakugou looked at Izuku as he growled and ripped the piece of paper in his hand for the tenth time in the last two hours the two of them had been in the Library.

He thought the boy was looking for a reason to spend time with his old friend, tagging along to head to the library, but he had gone off to his section the moment they entered the actual library section. Totally ignoring Bakugou.

Katsuki was morbidly curious as to what he was looking at and what was making him so pissed off, but the expression on his face told him that he shouldn't interfere.

He was so focused on the books in front of him and glaring at them so hatefully that he wondered...What the hell is he even doing?


Izuku was going to fucking burn the library to the ground.

He just wanted a book on old Sword Care Techniques...but there was nothing but myths and legends that didn't do jack shit.

Why? Did they seriously put this book in the library so people wouldn't look at old techniques?

God! These people were ridiculous.

Shaking his head he looked down to his journal and the plans he had laid out for taking out the mage. They were pretty solid and something worthy that came the long hard hours of being taught by some of the best tacticians in the world...as well as mock battles.

He could only hope that no one saw it and that he would be able to get this done without much fanfare, and then sink into the shadows.

He knew that he wouldn't be someone of interest...but he was relying on the power of the Alien Priestess and even though she proved herself trustworthy...he still didn't trust her fully. And it would be a while until he did...if he ever.

Shaking his head he slammed the book closed and leaned back.

It was so much easier when people were helping you during the process and you had tanks on your side that would kill them. But now he was doing this alone and he had to be the one that did everything...and he had to be the one that made sure none of it come back to him.

No pressure.

Groaning he ran a hand down his face, huffing out a sigh before he got up and showed all his shit inside his bag, hefting it on his shoulder before heading out.

It had to be done that night.


LATER THAT NIGHT

"I still do not know why you want to be here, you can just summon a portal for me and leave it until I finished," Izuku stated as he sat in his hideout on Dagobah beach, Priestess beside him as she shed her human form.

"I know," she admitted. "But…I cannot risk you getting hurt and leaving evidence," she swallowed.

"Alright," he shrugged, but she knew that he did not believe her. "I just need to strap on my weapons."

"I have something for you," she piped up, heading to the box he had noticed when he entered. She opened it gently and took out a harness...for a gun.

"Woah...I thought getting a gun was illegal now," he muttered, since the police tended to use tranquilizers or tasers nowadays. "You have two?"

"I want you to be prepared...besides...this dump is not a place people tend to look in after all,' she smiled and he did so back.

Of course people would dispose of guns here.

"Alright then...did you use magic to fix these us," he asked, looking at the sleek and polished colt's in the box.

"I had too,' she stated, helping him put the harness on. "I managed to find a bullet making machine as well."

"Good thing Nobu taught me how to make gunpowder," he sighed, realizing that he needed to make his own...everything. "Tch...that means I am going to have to drag that man's dead body to get sulpeder."

"I can speed up the process, but we will need to figure out the bullet problem soon," she sighed. "I managed to get into a parallel world and steal a large amount of bullets for your two guns...but it seems as if in this world my mystery and power is significantly lowered," she informed him.

"That's to be expected," he shot back, strapping his newly made Katana across his back and the smaller across his bottom back like a Ka Bar. "Quirks were the end of imagination and magic...essentially."

"Well…" she murmured, the boy grabbed cartridges and placed four on the band of his belt.

"We don't have much time...I have a four hour window to kill this guy before my mother picks me up from our...sessions," he breathed. "Besides we should take advantage of the time we have...we need to destroy his workshop anyways…"

"Or bring it here," she offered.

'That will take too much strength out of you," he said as they both walked through the portal and into the forest.

"You have been focusing on combat and weapons training...you have had no time to work on your magecraft," she stated the facts. Beside her, she saw that he picked up a perfectly molded to his face, mask and clipped it over his mouth...like a guard of some sort. It was in the shape of a demonic tooth...no doubt intimidation. He slicked the fly away piece that was usually in his face over his right and tied it back.

'I...guess," he shrugged. "If we have an hour left then we can take it...if not we destroy it,' he stated before moving to climb up a tree. "I can sense a bound field...I'll be unavailable for communication."

"Alright,' she nodded.

Four hours.

Everything should be fine….

Right?

Izuku breathed as he felt strong Mana wash over him, grinning as his body felt five times strong her and eyed the jewel that held the spell of the bounded field. It seemed to protect the outer ring of the house and left the inside vulnerable...the drawbacks of inhabiting a world that lacked mana, Izuku supposed.

Shakily he got up and took a few steps back before breaking out into a run, jumping off at the last second before he was soaring across the open area. With a grunt he slammed into the wall and grabbed the jutting out bricks quickly, latching himself onto the wall as he stood still and felt out the sensations of the house.

It seemed as if the mage did not notice him or he ignored it, too absorbed in his studies to care.

Nodding to himself he quickly scaled the building, hauling himself up onto the balcony that lead to his office; he krept to the doors before looking at the lock and raising a brow before his senses went into overdrive as he ducked a Gandr.

"Shit," he hissed as he slammed into the glass and by extension the mage who had made himself invisible. Izuku managed to get the upper hand and began to punch at his face disorienting the mage before he gasped as a white….tentacle wrapped around his middle and threw him out the window once more. "Fuck! Homunculi?"

"I will be honest," the mage, who he unfortunately recognized. "I never expected the rumors of another world to be true."

"Yeah...how about you fuck off and leave," Izuku snarled, rolling out of the way of the Homunculi's grasp and grabbing the Wakizashi on his back before slashing at it.

"But why would I though," he asked, his smile as vile as Izuku remembered. "I am sure that your mentor held the same sentiment-"

"DO NOT," he roared, the mage jolting. "COMPARE THE WOMAN I CALLED MOTHER TO A MONSTER LIKE YOU," he snarled.

"Seems you are still upset about what happened," he sighed, looking...annoyed.

"You executed a woman who slaved for years to save our world...because she seemingly took glory from the righteous," he shook in rage. "You tried to have me killed."

"If you want to be a mage you have to stop being so sentimental-" he gasped when the boy vanished and grunted when his Homunculi swept him out of the way of a swipe that would have taken his head off.

"I am done talking to a man who voted on killing my mentor," he breathed eyes blown wide as he stared at the mage. "I never cared to learn the names of my mother's murders...Just your faces...because in the end once you are dead you will be forever forgotten...the way I like!"

"You...you are one cocky child," he laughed, Izuku smiling pleasantly as he stared at his prey.

"I guess so...but now...I am going to kill you," he smiled, rushing at the other with a war cry.


The Priestess gasped at the explosions she heard from the manor and was thankful that he decided to have his hideout in the forest away from the city.

But she knew a group of heroes watched over this land...and she knew she was going to have to intervene when they eventually came to investigate.

She bit her lip as she stared at the Manor and knew that if she went in now she would be able to get all his equipment and scrolls for both her and Izuku to use...but should she?

She knew that angering the boy would lead to a tantrum beyond regular proportions...she also knew he was used to getting his way. After all the impossible was possible in Chaldea and no one bothered to say no to Izuku...nothing was sacred in Chaldea...well most things were not.

Izuku was a special case, though.

The Baby...the child...the little Prince to Ritsuka's Queen.

Izuku was a spoiled boy, she knew that much and the situation now was not helping; especially since his birth mother was allowing him to do anything he wanted now.

Shaking her head she decided it would be worth dealing with a raging and whining Izuku if it meant they had an easier time using magic and magecraft. Rushing to the door, she gasped when a flying Izuku soared past her and slammed into a column; he got up with a snarl and rushed back into the fray.

Shaking her head she broke in and rushed to the basement where mana pulsated before easily breaking down the door and smirking at the large array of mage equipment and books.

Time to send this to the beach.


"That's all you got," Izuku yelled out as he flipped out of the way of the last remaining Homunculi. He had managed to slay the other two, but the last one seemed to have a bit more intelligence.

"I still remember the sniveling brat that cried in the hands of Munsik when the order was given," he retorted, laughing as Izuku showed signs of being overtaken by the Homunculi. "Oh...how praised I will be for not only finding you, but killing you!"

"If there is anything I hate more than this society it mage like you," Izuku coughed as the white blob managed to catch him. He groaned as the thing squeezed, he forgot what it felt like to have something akin to a boulder crushing him and he found himself getting himself lightheaded before he grabbed onto the arm that held him and hoped what he was about to do wouldn't kill him.

"Zerstöre Fleisch und Knochen*," he yeled, his circuits flaring up and making the hand holding him explode. He gasped as fresh air entered his lungs and collapsed into a heap on the ground, cursing that he wasn't allowed to train when his mother was watching.

Damn.

"BRAT," he shrieked, Izuku flinching at how high he got before rolling out of the way and flinging one of his small Kunai at the mage. He cursed as the Homunculi went to protect it's master.

He needed to get the advantage back in his favor.

Whistling he gave a shit eating grin before rushing into the house, the mage roaring in rage behind him as he made chase.

Neither of them felt the Bounded Field Pulsate as four unwanted guests came to investigate the explosions of the manor.

"I honestly expected you to be more of a traditional mage," Izuku mocked as he went through the house, using the mages pride to his advantage.

He is not going to readily destroy his shit after all.

"You know, you have gotten far brattier after all these years," he growled, eyes narrowed to Izuku before yelping as he dodged a spear thrown at him. "OI!"

"Fighting to the death ain't fair," he yelled, taking out his colt and opening fire, he needed to end this while the homunculi was healing.

Izuku grinned when he landed a few shots in the arm; making the idiot stagger and rush out the back, Izuku taking chase as they left the homunculi out front.

"Shit," Izuku screeched as the man pulled a leaver and fucking traps began to swing in the hallway. "Really?"

"Fuck off brat," he sneered, holding his arm. Izuku aimed and smiled as he landed a hit on the knee, making him scream in pain before he tried to limp away.

"Fuck!" Izuku cursed as he looked at the hall.

Really? Swinging axes...darts shooting out at random times...probably poisoned, no doubt there were some dummy boards now…

This was like a shity adventure movie.

And he was so not dealing with it.

Looking at the leaver he observed his surroundings, taking in Moriarty's teachings as well as Sherlocks. He calculated the best course of acting before grabbing a lead ball he kept for a situation like that and threw it to the wall.

Just as he predicted it bounced off the wall, then an axe, redirected by a dart and gained enough momentum to push the lever down once gravity took its course.

"Thank god I have a naturally high IQ," he grunted, running down the hall only to yelp as a Gandr was fired in his face and he ducked to avoid it. "Fucker," he growled, aiming for his other knee, but he spotted what Izuku was doing and rushed off the boy snarling as he made chase.


The Priestess cursed as she felt the Wild Wild Pussycats make their way to the entrance of the manor. She knew the homunculi would be spotted and rushed over to cover it with her body before forcing it through a portal.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

"Tiger...this way," that was Mandaly. "I heard something."

"Maybe we should radio in some backup," he offered and the Priestess moaned.

Izuku was going to throw a horrid Tantrum at this.

She was not looking forward to that.

"Hey, in here!"

Oh no..

"Pixie-Bob! Ragdoll! Head out back," Mandaly called out.

OH NO!

"On it!"


"How much do we know about Mr. Villagard," Pixie-Bob asked as they walked out into the garden

"Not much," she sighed, shaking her head. "He came in buying the portion of land and then there was a house. He then was a hermit."

"Hmm…"

"I know-PIXIE," Ragdoll screeched as she rushed out and her teammate followed, both gasping at the sight of someone clothed in black stabbing Villagard in the head, the man bloody and beaten to a pulp. He gurgled for a moment before the person took the knife out and he fell to the ground.

"S..STOP THERE," Pixie roared as she tried to create a cage but the person back flipped as the cocoon closed and cursed.

He rushed the two rescue heroes, Pixie making a wall...but it seems like that is what he wanted. He ran up it before jumping off and landing on the roof. He wasted little time running across and out of the way of Pixie Bob's control.

"TIGER! MANDALAY," Ragdoll shrieked as they rushed after the boy.

"WHAT HAPPENED," Tiger demanded.

"HE...HE KILLED...HE KILLED MR. VILLAGARD," Ragdoll shrieked, rushing after the boy. "WE NEED TO STOP HIM!"

"ON IT," Tiger yelled as he rushed after the villain while Ragdoll gasped when she was grabbed.

"DOLL," Mandaly gasped before her friend was thrown into her and the person who grabbed her friend zoomed past them...another dead person in the hall.

"M-"

"Go," she barked to Ragdoll. "They will need your quirk!"

"R...right," she nodded, rushing off.

Mandalay looked down at the man for a moment before singing and clapping her hands together to pray.


"Shit," Tiger cursed as they nearly lost the murderer again. "He's not letting up is he?"

"Tiger! Pixie Bob," Ragdoll yelled as a figure rushed past them and to their target, the other stopping as a woman with a mutant quirk spread out before him. Tiger and Pixie yelled as they saw she had made a portal and rushed to use their quirks...but it was too late.

They were gone.

"Mandalay and I found another body...that woman most likely killed him," she sighed, coming up next to them. "I can't sense them," she informed them before they had a chance to ask.

"Unbelievable that someone would actually come her to murder someone….or murder someone at all," Pixie murmured as they walked to the small crater that was left behind.

"We need to call in Eraserhead and the underground heroes," Tiger grunted, his muscles flexing. He was pissed.

"And we need to contact Villagard's family," Ragdoll murmured, the three of them turning to leave, before Ragdoll caught a glint. "Hey," she murmured, picking up a photo. It was ripped in half but there was a woman with bright red hair and amber eyes smiling brightly as she no doubt had her arms wrapped around someone smaller than her.

Flipping it, she saw a single word that made her heart freeze.

Revenge #19

19...people…?

"We have a problem," she gasped.


"What the fuck," Izuku snarled as he whirled around in their hideout, a tantrum coming out. "What the hell happened!"

"The Wild Wild Pussycats most likely heard the explosions and came to investigate," she sighed, sitting down on the divan she managed to steal. "I managed to disguise the homunculi as human...for now…"

"Great," Izuku groaned. "More problems.."

"We have another problem," she began, picking up the file beside her and handing it to Izuku who rudely swiped it. "Those draining Ley Lines? He's been collecting mana for a reason, and that reason is-"

"He wants to start a Holy Grail War," Izuku finished, teeth clenched tight.

"Yes," she nodded, eyes closed. "But that is not the only problem...he was not only somehow communicating with the Mages Association...but they know you are here. And if he was draining mana to try and attempt to reenact the Third Magic, it means-"

"They either have a shard or the real thing deactivated," Izuku snarled, tossing the file to the side. "That's right! Ritsuka has managed to drain the Grails of magic, but we never managed to destroy them all! And when they took back Chaldea and it's assets-"

"The drained Holy Grail was theirs," she finished her eyes closed. "Izuku. The Outer Gods, Great Ones, or even the Great White Titan Sefar have been to this plane of existence."

"Huh?"

"If they did come at any point in this world's history," she explained. "People would not have quirks, they would have stolen that piece of evolution from you all. Budding it might have been, but cultivated it would have become powerful. This is a world literally untouched by the horrors and cosmic beings that you contacted regularly."

"What about Moon Cell," he demanded. "The Root?"

"I cannot sense the Root of this world," she shook her head. "I can vaugley sense the Moon Cell..but it will not be easy to get either."

"If we can get to the Moon Cell, then we will be able to stop the Association and block them out," he grunted.

"There is one more problem...the Grail was not at Villagard's house."

"You mean," he jumped up, looking really upset now. "That the Holy Grail, partially filled with mana...is out in the open right now?"

She merely nodded, before shrugging.

"I can tell you it's in a safe location and not in the slightest easy to get too," she assured him. "But you stabbed him in the head before I could get deeper," she huffed.

"Great," he moaned. "Guess I will be focusing on decoding all his crap."

"Serves you right."

"Whatever," he sniffed. "But this begs that question though," she stopped her movements. "I get why they are after me, and the Holy Grail nonsense a bit…" he gave a face. "Eh. But...why go to all this trouble to have it in this world...one without any mages...besides me?"

"There is a lot we have yet to know," she murmured.

"Too much…" Izuku sighed, tossing the file to the side.


*Destroy Flesh and Bone

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