Hello! Sorry for the hiatus! But I finally got a job, and I have begun really long hours already on top of school, so things will be a bit difficult but I will still be active!
On another note-Please, stop sending me reviews about Izuku and Inko. Things are bad between them, yes, I understand that. I plan to make things better, please wait. And understand what it is like for Izuku and his circumstances, what he has lived through and the people he had to support him. Inko can't be the support he needs, please just wait.
Thanks and enjoy the chapter.
ONE DAY BEFORE UA ENTRANCE EXAMS
"Izuku is so pissed," Hitoshi murmured as he and Mei listened to the argument that was happening from the basement.
"Damn Straight," she murmured back, both flinching when they heard a crash.
"WHY DID YOU NOT LET ME DIE! WHY DID YOU LET ME SUFFER IN THE GODFORSAKEN WORLD WITH OVERBEARING ASSES THINKING I AM AN INVALID CHILD THAT CAN'T DO SHIT," he screeched, the two flinching at the pure fury in his tone.
They heard mumbled words and applauded the strange woman for keeping calm in the face of a raging storm that was ready to destroy anything in its path.
"I DO NOT CARE THAT YOU WANTED TO MAKE MY DREAM A REALITY! I WANT TO BE WITH MY MOTHER IN THE AFTERLIFE AND YOU STOLE THAT FROM ME," Izuku raged, the sound of smashing telling Mei that her little office was being wrecked.
"This is going to go on for a while," Hitoshi sighed, moving to the practice mat as Mei went to the Chaldean Computer.
As Hitoshi practiced Kata for the exam the next day, he thought back to the conversation that he had with Izuku regarding his parents.
A WEEK EARLIER
"Hey…" Hitoshi asked after seeing Izuku skewer a dummy to all hell. "I have a...question."
"Hmm," the other turned to him, ignoring the baging in the room as Mei raged at her newest project.
"You...you get pretty pissed twice a year for like a week," he began, feeling uncomfortable as Izuku obviously tensed and looked at the other with narrowed eyes.
"And why do you want to know?" Mei had stopped banging her project by this point and shook her head at Hitoshi. She knew what he wanted to say and was against antagonizing Izuku.
"Y...you said you're mourning your father and mother….but...aren't they still alive? Does this have to do with the people you lived with during your...disappearance?"
Izuku was silent as he stared down at Hitoshi, his breathing calm and even; no sign of rage.
"Take the rest of the day off," he murmured, hands clenched tight before grabbing his things and heading to his room he stayed in when he wanted to get away.
Mei took in a breath when the door slammed shut and pointed her wrench at Hitoshi in warning.
"Do not," she stressed. "Go after him! We had an agreement! We have our secrets, he has his."
"But sis-"
"No," she shushed him. "I'll be working on my baby...so I trust you not to pry!"
"Kay…" he murmured, eyeing the door.
Later that night Hitoshi went up to the roof to stargaze, he needed to get his mind off the thought about Izuku's family, but of course it's not as simple.
He stopped short at the sight of Izuku staring up at the sky, he knew that the other sensed him long before he even got up to the roof; but Hitoshi stayed where he was simply waiting for Izuku to say something.
"I...love my birth mother," Izuku sighed, eyes closed as he tipped his head to the sky. "I really do, as much as it seems I do not. It's hard to try and see her that way..."
"But…"
"I have seen things that destroy the mind," Izuku admitted, sighing as he clenched his hands together. "Test a person's morality…"
"What about your dad," Hitoshi prodded, coming forward as he went forward.
"He's nothing worth mentioning...my birth father, that is," he hummed.
"You...don't like him," Hitoshi ventured.
"I couldn't have made a quirkless child," Izuku spoke in a deep voice, and Hitoshi knew that his father said that to him. "I hate him...but after my disappearance he's been trying to make up for all those years he neglected me….and it's pathetic."
"Ah-"
"Granted, my father was no better," Izuku sighed. "He was obsessed with sweets and an online Idol," he scoffed, shaking his head.
"Why push them away though...your birth parents," Hitoshi sniffed, sitting down beside Izuku as he too looked up to the sky.
"It's...easier I guess," Izuku admitted with a sniff. "Humans are forgetful creatures and should I forget my mother and father...it is something I do not want to happen….not at all."
"But Inko...your birth mom…"
"She's a great mother," Izuku admitted, turning to look at the other. "She is doing her best and she tries to give me everything that my heart desires….but I cannot love her the same way I loved Ritsuka or Romani."
"Did...did Ritsuka and Romani ever think about having children," Hitoshi boldly asked, Izuku chuckling at the question.
"Maybe...I don't know," he shrugged with a smirk. "I think that they were content with me, and I admit...I kinda wanted a brother or sister...but circumstances….I think it would have been best if they never had any children."
"What are you going to do now?"
"I...I will try to be a better son...but it's so hard," he murmured, pulling his knees to himself and curling in. "I don't want to, I am too dirty and filthy for a woman such as Inko Midoriya."
"Huh?"
"Nothing," Izuku smiling, a real genuine smile, before getting up. "Sleep. I will see you in the morning," he winked before head out, Hitoshi's eyes following him the whole way even as his body vanished with the closing of the door.
"Man…," he grunted. "He's a strange one."
PRESENT
"Yeah," he murmured, slamming his wooden sword into the dummy. "He really is a strange one."
Both him and Mei flinched at the sound of more glass breaking.
"You complete and utter bitch," he sneered, the woman merely watching the boy pace from the bounded field she created around him. He pounded on the wall again in an attempt to get out before screeching in rage as he was trapped. "Come and face me."
"Until you are calm enough, I will stick to this method," she sighed, the boy slamming on the wall again before roaring in rage.
"I see he is pissed off...Like I said he would be," Caster stated as his figure popped up from a Hologram.
"Really," she asked, the man shrugging as Izuku began to grill him on if he knew.
"Hey," he raised his hands. "I told her to tell you! But she didn't listen and now...whelp your in time out," he grinned, Izuku beginning to swear like the sailors he spent so much time with. "Damn...that...that's some colorful language."
"He's just getting started," the Priestess quipped dryly.
"It's going to get worse," he balked.
"Oh, much worse," she assured him, just as Izuku let out a particular harsh curse to the Caster who turned red. "Why are you here?"
"Ah! Well I wanted Izuku to know a few things that will be changing," he coughed, the boy huffing as he was interested.
"Is it something with a moon cell," he demanded, the other nodding and Izuku sat down.
"First off, most of my power within the moon cell was given to me by the moon cell for the sole purpose of helping you," he began, the boy groaning before stopping at the glare he got. "And I am losing it."
"What," Izuku asked.
"The Moon Cell is taking back control," he stated. "I will still have control of various functions...but it seems to have it's own agenda and I am not privy to it," he shrugged.
"Great," Izuku sighed.
"I've heard rumors that the wandering Sea is attempting to make contact with this world," The Priestess murmured, Izuku bolting up.
"The Wandering Sea," he gasped. 'The hell do they want!"
"I don't know," Caster sighed. ``If I did you would be the first to know...but it most likely has something to do with Ritsuka and Chaldea."
"What do those fucking Hobo's want," Izuku whined, rubbing his hand over his face.
"I'll attempt to find out, but you best be on your best behavior as you head to UA, the news of the Historical Thief is much worse this time around, apparently David Shield is coming on board to help catch the kid the next time."
"Great," Izuku huffed.
"Oh, the Entrance Exams are tomorrow correct," he asked, Izuku nodding before grinning like mad.
"I'm finally going to have a reason to use my full strength and go...somewhat all out," he shrugged. "Chaldea Robots were designed to deal with and keep up with Servants after all, so I can't expect them to match up to me."
"You're not a servant."
"But I was trained by them," he shot back. "And you better damn well believe that they did not leave me half baked."
"I believe it."
"Anything else to note," Izuku asked, leaning against the barrier, to which the Priestess decided to not take it down in that moment.
"And there is more debate on the Myths and Legends," he smirked, Izuku smiling at that.
"Awesome."
All Might starred as he sat next to his close friend David as the TV ran the stories of the day.
"Hello! I am your reporter Ito Sakura and it comes as no shock to the public that the Historical Thief, now known as The Chaldean, managed to get away with the items he had wanted," she began, All Might groaning as David smiled beside him. "For the last four years the young villain has been stealing various artifacts that date all the way to the 2000 BCE, with the singular purpose of 'Honoring the Past and the People', which brings up the debate...is he right?"
"America is thinking about opening up its Mythology and Legends College Classes,' David sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"Hmm," All Might acknowledged as he watched the Story.
"It has been a hot topic of debate these last few years with the rise of the Chaldean. Have we really forgotten our history," she began, both men intently listening. "For centuries we as humans have used myths and legends to teach a lesson to children. But with the rise of the hero profession, many of the 'Heroes'," she stated in a very en qoute feel, "were simply too violent and taught lessons of murder and violence."
"A lot more than that," David sighed.
"But it begs the question of...Are we as a society being too simple minded," she stated. "Our reporter went out to the only professor from a time that still taught these legends and asked.
"We want to focus on the bad," the aging man began with a cough. "Yes, there is murder and rape. There are questionable actions that lead to a good ending, even though it benefits a few in the end," he sniffed. "But that is how we, as humans, dealt with things. We didn't have magic or powers back then," he pursed his lips. "I think we are obsessed."
"Obsessed how," the report asked.
"We have become obsessed with the best option," he explained. "Now with heroes and quirks, we have the ability to save the masses with very few casualties, with an easier transition back to life. Back then it was killing the masses for the few, with a harder transition."
"So what you're saying is that with the rise of the Hero Profession and the assurance of peace, we want to guild ourselves," he asked.
'Yes," the professor stated. "I'm old...I can't fight...but I have spoken to the Chaldean before."
'You have?!"
"Yes," he nodded. "He's a wonderful boy, smart and he knows the true morals of the stories that we have attempted to ban," he sniffed. "He considers our fear of these legends to be ridiculous and stupid and I have to agree."
"Surely you've heard of the infamous hero Gae," the reporter coughed. "He had taken the values that legends had taught him and used them to his benefit to gain everything that eventually comes with being a hero. Money, women, luxury items-"
'But does it,' the professor asked. "Before his sudden shot to fame, he was a no one hero that was barely making ends meet. He took initiative to raise himself and people thought himself a villain."
"He was-"
"I've had enough," All Might sighed, turning off the TV and leaning back onto the couch. "That kid...he knows his legends...like a man possessed."
"Look...I get that he killed that man," David began, All Might eyeing him warily. "But I read those reports….Villagard was a horrible man. I saw the remnants of his experiments and I still have nightmares…" David shook as he tried to get the images out of his head. "He made the right call to kill him and you know that."
"I know," All Might admitted, looking down. "But...I don't know," he groaned. "That kid, he's something else. He understands things in a way...that I really can't explain."
"Well...we just have to wait until next time," David smiled. "Which might not be for a while."
"Yeah," All Might nodded before coughing up a bit of blood.
"Damn it Toshi," David yelped as he rushed to get his meds. "I thought you were taking care of yourself!"
"I am!"
"Bullshit," he heard his friend yell back. "Here," the pills were forced into his hands and glass of water. "I will watch you," his friend warned, the other grunting as he took them with a grimace. "Toshi-"
"Please," he begged. "Not now."
"Fine," David sighed. "But we will be speaking about this later!"
"I know...I know," he sighed, leaning back as he turned and groaned at his teaching schedule he tacked on the wall. David followed his eyesight and chuckled.
"Still can't believe it...you a teacher," his friend shook his head. "A teacher."
"Indeed," All Might sighed. "Rumor has it a Quirkless Boy is applying for the Hero course…"
"Really," David gaped. "Damn...so Nezu wasn't kidding."
"He thinks it will draw the Chaldean out...he thinks the boy is quirkless," All Might informed his friend. "Naomasa seems to think he's hiding his quirk behind support equipment."
"Nezu believes it's a group of three right," David asked, plopping down beside his friend once more.
"Yes...and he can't get a handle on their quirks since they are muddled behind so much support equipment."
"Their smart," David stated.
"That they are…"
"Izuku," Bakugou gasped as his friend walked past him to UA. "Oi! Izuku," he yelled, grabbing the boy's shoulder before he walked up the steps.
"Yes," he sighed, looking at Bakugou with a critical eye. "Off," he snapped, the other releasing his grip on the other
He still hated blondes and refused to speak about what happened, and that really strained his and Izuku's relationship.
"I thought you were going to head into a regular high school," he mumbled, the critical eye of Izuku too much for him to bear.
"I decided against it and tried my luck at UA, since the no quirkless rule was removed," he smiled, but Bakugou knew the reason for the smile.
Izuku wanted a challenge.
"I hope to see you in my class," he nodded before heading to the door with a confident strut to which Midnight, the R-Rated Heroine, coo; before she jolted at his angry aura at the coo.
"S...sorry," she murmured, the boy nodding before heading in. "He's intense," she gasped.
Bakugou could only sigh and hope that he was at least in the same testing arena as Izuku, if only to make sure he doesn't terrorize the other students. He shook his head and attempted to play catch up to the fast walking boy, and noted that he was taking things seriously.
He had his guard up like he was expecting someone to insult him…
Grunting he jogged up to the row Izuku was at and managed to get a glimpse at his card
Shit, Bakugou thought as he managed to get a seat next to Izuku and see that they were in arenas on the opposite ends of the damn school.
Seems as if they do not want people to work with people they know," he hummed, Bakugou nodding. "Logically it's a good idea, as in real life you will deal with people you do not know and you need to overcome it."
Again, with his age old wisdom that sounded like he knew what he was talking about and that he had lived through it.
He was strange for sure.
Bakugou zoned out as Present Mic began to speak about the exam, eyeing Izuku as he began to meditate and pretty much zone out as well….it would seem. To someone who has never been around Izuku it would seem like he was zoning out, but he was fully aware of what was going on around him.
Bakugou felt as if it was something that was second nature to Izuku...it might have been well, it was really anyone's guess.
Bakugou flinched when another examinee stood up and began to berate Present Mic and then...Izuku…
"Ho," Izuku giggled, and everyone in the room froze. The kid who began to berate Izuku for his lack of interest stood ramrod straight and Bakugou had no doubt he was regretting going after Izuku already and he hadn't even said anything. "Quite the amount of balls you have right there," Izuku commented with a wry smile.
"I-"
"And very bold of you to assume that I am not listening," he spoke before the other could form a sentence. "Making assumptions like that will most certainly end up with you dead in the end and I for one can only hope that you change before such a thing occurs, if only to rid the world of more stupid assumptions about others."
He was silent as he sat back down, eying Izuku warily as Bakugou sighed and covered his face.
At least he was nice in tearing the other apart...others were not so lucky and often ended up a sobbing mess on the floor. Izuku had torn apart their teacher more than once and it was not pretty.
"You have to be joking," Izuku sighed as he looked at the bus he was on and saw the boy from before. "I swear, people are screwing with me."
"Pardon-"
"Show me your worth in battle," Izuku held up his hand, eyeing the taller boy with a critical eye. Seems as he trained for this day as well. "I may not like hero schools, but if you prove your worth to me, there may be something left in you," he smirked, the others jolting as they heard him.
They felt as if they were being judged by someone who knew what he was talking about, they had little time to mull on the fact as the bus stopped at their exam area and the boy had already left, stretching as the other buses passed by to drop the other students off.
"Finally," Izuku murmured, grinning like mad as he looked up to the large doors. "I'll be able to go all out for the first time in years," he smiled. He cracked his knuckles and approached the door, the smile never leaving his face.
The moment it opened it enough for him to get through, he rushed in vaguely hearing Present Mic yell out
"THAT KID IS GOOD! NO COUNTDOWNS IN REAL LIFE KIDDOS. GO, GO, GO!"
Izuku smiled as he rushed to the robot with a three on it, grabbing the large hand that went to punch him and pushing back. The redirected force made the thing explode on itself and Izuku grabbed the pole that detached itself from the robot.
Hitoshi had insisted that Izuku go with his bo staff, but Izuku had not had a good hand to hand fight in years. He might be rusty but training with Martha, Beowulf, Chiron, Quetzalcoatl….he needed some good fist on fist action.
The smile never left his face as he tore through robot after robot, the joy clear as day as he slammed an arm through one and then grabbed another to throw at a mass of them.
Maybe today wouldn't be so bad.
"Who is that," Midnight gasped as she looked at the monitor All Might was intently staring at. "Does he have strength quirk?"
"No," All Might said, watching as the boy grabbed two robot's arms that went to attack him; the sudden force of the stop making the shock wave go back into the robots. "He's the quirkless boy that people have been wondering about," All Might stated, the file in his hand.
He had made it a point to grab his file, wanting to see if maybe….maybe he could pass it on to someone like him….to make amends for all the hearts he might have broken…
"Impossible," Ectoplasm gaped. "He's a monster out there! He's literally destroying the robots like nothing and he looks like he's having..fun."
To be honest, many other teachers eyed the monitor where the boy was being shown, unnerved by his smiling face as if he was a child in a carnival. They could only watch as he destroyed robot after robot, his chest heaving with laughter as he met them fist for fist; seemingly unbothered by the blood coming out of his wounds.
"Should we disqualify him," one teacher murmured.
"He has so many points thought," Hound Dog reminded them.
"I think...maybe," Nezu began. "We should use...those…"
"There unstable thought," Powerloader yelped, knowing what the Principal wanted to do.
"But they can be programmed to go after a specific person," Nezu asked, eyeing Izuku as he went to kick a Robot.
"Yes…"
"Set them on him and we'll see if he really is all that he appears to be at this moment," Nezu smiled, Powerloader heading out.
"Principal…"
"I have a feeling the boy is actually holding back," he stated and many gaped, before looking harder.
He might have been laughing, but by no means was the boy winded in the slightest. Aizawa narrowed his eyes as he saw the kid pull back slightly from a punch before heading back in, but with considerably less force than before.
"Then let's force the best out of him," Aizawa said, narrowing his eyes further as the boy stopped.
He sensed their robots.
Everyone swallowed at his happy grin.
"Now this is going to be fun," Izuku smiled, tossing another Robot aside as he walked down the street, uncaring of the chaos around him as he spotted four humaniod robots coming forward.
"Th...those aren't anything like what Present Mic said," a girl with brown hair gasped before one began to fly in the air and aim for the greenette who merely continued toward them. "Hey-!"
Many stopped when the boy grabbed the leg and swung in around and released it into the air, sending it flying off in a random direction. The other three attempted to jump him but he jumped back and landed in a crouch, breathing heavily as he looked at them through his bangs, the smile hurting his face as he felt it…
These were meant just for him.
How nice.
At least the day would end off in a good note.
Izuku rolled on the ground as the fifth one came at him from the back and another attempted to jump him. They where a flurry of limbs as Izuku flew over the two who attempted to grab him at every opportunity. He flipped back, sliding back further once his feet hit the ground before he grabbed the fist that went to punch him as he tossed it to the side, a smile still on his face.
"Well that's two of you," he commented, smirking as the other three stayed back. "Now...let's see what you three can do," he yelled, bursting forward and slamming a foot on the robot in the middle. The two were sent flying back, one robot getting above them and aiming at Izuku.
He smirked once more before jumping off the robot he was on and meeting the punch head on with one of his own. He jerked forward and grabbed the torso of the robot with his legs, flipping upside down and yelled out-
"Down you go!" Kicking the thing out of his grip and sending it crashing to the ground. He dropped down next to the thing and faced the one left stains, the other three no doubt attempting to surround him and Izuku opened his arms.
"Now this...this is what I'm talking about," he grinned, tuning in around him and giggling lightly at the robot that was aiming it's guns at him from behind. "It reminds me of the good old days," he laughed, turning the moment the barrage of bullets came and avoiding them easily.
He took off with a mad dash to the building, the robot now resorting to bombs to get him off guard. He swerved left and right, passing the screaming students who no doubt were attempting to get out of the carnage, and jumping up onto a building. Quickly he scaled the thing, looking behind him to see the robot take aim as Izuku reached the top and vaulted up farther to the sky. He twisted his body around, arms crossed across his body as he body slammed into the robot sending them both to the ground.
He stayed up right in the air for a moment before spinning around to get more momentum before slamming into the robotic body and giggling as he heard it crack and snap.
"Now! Come on! I know you are all watching," Izuku yelled out, happy to finally have a challenge after years. He jumped back as one tried to get the jump on him before they were engaged in a one v one, spinning and twirling around one another. Izuku ducked under a swipe before kicking out his foot and sending one flying.
He followed the robot, wrapping his body around it before pile driving it into the concrete and destroying its central hub.
"Two down, three to go," he smiled happily as he looked to the last three that were down the road. "Come on. The test is going to be over soon."
That sent them flying toward him...two of them at least. One shot a smoke bomb in his direction along with a small charge. Izuku merely moved his head and allowed the items to make contact with the ground behind him, the smoke obscuring his view as he felt the air shift around him. Crossing his arms he caught each punch that was meant for him, digging his feet in as the extra force forced him down and created a creator below him.
"Nice," he commented. "Though...not good enough," he giggled, and soon the three where flying through the air like aerial acrobats. "I am having a lot of fun though," he giggled, pushing back as he slammed into one robot. It went flying into a building where it collapsed on top of it. "But you're outclassed," he commented, dodging the strikes meant from him before throwing an arm into the things throat.
It slammed into the ground with such force the head concave and it went limp.
"Now," he huffed with a bright smile, turning to the last robot. "Let's fight to our fullest," he nodded, before taking off.
"Amazing," Midnight gaped as they watched Izuku Midoriya. "He's amazing."
"He has little self control," one teacher commented.
"He has amazing self control," Aizawa shot back. "He's attempted to keep the fight aerial in all aspects….but when he disposed of them he needed to use surroundings like the building to get rid of the fourth one."
"There is no way he is quirkless," one whispered. "He must have been lying-"
"Test him then," Aizawa snapped. "But I want him in my class," he told Nezu, the Mouse nodding as he looked at the boy contemplate.
'Watch him for today," he said to the teachers. "While I took down the no quirkless rule for the Chaldean in hopes of luring him out...I do not believe that Izuku Midoriya is him. The Chaldean is more mocking in his attacks and he is more...jovial."
"Still couldn't hurt," Snipe sighed as the buzzer announced that the test was over.
They all flinched as the boy destroyed the last robot easily.
It was going to be an interesting year at least.
"Well," Izuku nodded to himself as he walked out of his latest crater. "That was nostalgic," he huffed, dusting himself off.
"T...that was amazing," the girl with brown hair yelped as he passed her.
"Hmm?" He turned to look at her. "Oh," he looked back to the carnage he left behind. "I...guess so?"
"Y...You don't sound impressed," she stated, Izuku shrugging as he shoved his hands in his pockets.
"Cause I'm not," he said to her with a bored look. "They were fun and all, but they where easy….and I'm used to harder stuff," he scratched the back of his head "Hope to see you in school," he waved before heading out where a purple haired teen was waiting for him.
"You just had to go all out huh," he stated to the green haired boy, the other grinning like a cat that got the canary.
"It was the only way I was going to win," he pouted, the two heading out past the shell shocked students.
"Sure," the other did not sound like he believed the other. "Come on, Mei should be done with her exam."
"Alright then," he nodded.
Easy….they all thought.
"Did you find the Chaldean," that voice….
"No," the man wrapped up in a black mist stated as he stood next to his charge who grunted. "He's evaded us once more."
"I don't get why you even want him sensei," the other grumbled, looking through the hand on his face. "He's nothing more than a low level thief-"
"Who's evaded All Might more times than we can count," the man informed his charge as he huffed. "He's valuable….even if he is nothing more than a thief more concerned with items than the injustice of this world."
"Indeed," his servant bowed.
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