AHAHAH! I AM SO SORRY! I HAVE BEEN WORKING AND THEN I GOT INTO A BIT OF DEPRESSION AND ANXIETY! BUT I AM BACK! I SWEAR! I SWEAR! PLEASE ENJOY!


Kyoto...the one place in Japan that seemed timeless in the sense of the ever present Castles, old buildings and the array of Cherry Blossoms that would bloom seasonally. The one place where it felt like, during the night, time would stagnate and you could forget you are living in the present and think you are stuck in the past.

Kyoto was the one place in this damned country that was pretty much untouched by the hero fever.

But how long would the peace last?

"Master," a man called, calling to the cloaked figure that overlooked the Kyoto landscape with dull eyes. "I come bearing news of the events at hand. As well as recent developments in the League of Assassin and the other project you assigned me and my brother too."

"Hmmm?"

"Well…" the man spoke, relaying the information not in the slightest unnerved by his master's unseen stare through the inky blackness of their cloak.

"I see," a raspy voice, gravely and indiscernible, spoke as the person overlooked the familiar sights of Japan.

Or was it?

After all Heroes roamed these lands. Their lips curled in anger and disgust as a hero's battle against a villain raged in the back of Kyoto's most popular streets. Their hands curled up into fists as they continued to watch the display of pathetic power before them.

"All of this because of a fluke that happened in one era of time...allowing for this place to become its own world," they bemoaned.

"Master," the other person beside them, asked as he looked up. His golden amber eyes glowing in the abandoned office building they had taken refuge in. "What would you have me and my brother do?"

"Keep watch," they sighed.

"What happens if we are spotted? They do not know that we are the same once seen before, but our magical energy should be enough to tick them off," he asked, his black hair falling in a silky sheet.

"Do anything you can to lose their trail," they ordered.

"Master," he sighed, looking down. "We have been here for years and have done nothing-"

"It is not my duty to safeguard humanity, not anymore," they admitted.

"First Solomon, then he dies. He chooses humanity over his divine power and then Ritsuka Fujimaru loses herself….her own humanity in order to save it time and time again."

"What are you saying about me," they asked.

"The two saviors of humanity….became something less than human and now they allow their child they had both raised to suffer a similar fate," he protested before his brother's hand on his shoulder stopped him from going further.

"I guess so...but I cannot go and help Izuku...I doubt he would like what I have to tell him in the end," they sighed, their cloak obscuring their face.

"We don't even know if you are Romani or Ritsuka. Or if you're even someone from Chaldea," he scoffed, his brother tugging on his shoulder harder now. "How fair is that?"

"Because I know the moment there is confirmation you two will betray me," they gave a wry smile at the two's flinches. "Ahaha, your bodies betray you."

"We will go and keep watch over the heroes and Izuku," the other bowed before making him and his brother leave. "Oh," they stopped at their master's voice. "By the way, how are things going on the other end of our mission?"

"We have confirmation of what they are attempting to do and a vague idea of how they plan to do it," the second brother murmured.

"And?"

"They plan to use a girl's quirk that essentially rewinds items back to null to get rid of quirks," the first sighed.

"How old is she?"

"About as old as Izuku was when he first came to Chaldea...or so we've heard," the first brother sighed.

"I see...well action will need to be taken soon before they attempt to do anything," they hummed, tapping a finger to their chin. "You may go now."

They both swiftly left, leaving the other alone to their thoughts which turned to Izuku.

"Izuku...My...Sweet...Boy….What a pitiful being you have become...what I feared you would become."

The figure stood before Japan's skyline, contemplating in silence as the cheers from a hero battle rang through the air.

"What a horrible world."

Humming they went to the decanter at the side of the room, humming as they turned to the other that just showed up.

"Now...Kurogiri was it? What do you want?"

"You know of the boy Izuku Midoriya," he demanded, showing off his warp in a display of dominance.

"But of course I do," they smiled, even though he couldn't see it; Kurogiri knew it was a vile smile. "After all I had the pleasure to call him my son."


IN ANOTHER LOCATION

"Again," Chiron barked as Izuku was going through his Kata.

"Tch, you're not even Japanese," he protested, shaking his head.

"Do not test fate boy," Chiron warned as he narrowed his eyes to Izuku.

"Tch," he grunted, blocking the strike Amakusa aimed for his head. "Cocky aren't you, Priest?"

"Ahaha, battle does tend to harden a person...true battle that is," he smiled.

"Can't help but take a jab at them any time," Izuku huffed, smoking as the other gave a seemingly innocent and angelic smile.

"Ahaha! Well he's only saying what we are all thinking Izuku," Da Vinci called from her Pseudo-Workshop. Trinkets and the like were all around her as Raikou sewed new Mystic codes...well the clothing that would be imbued with the power of a mystic code. "Give him a bit of slack."

"Whatever," he sniffed, flicking his hair back as he pushed off from the Ruler.

"You seem...different," Hitoshi said as the boy went over. He took the water bottle offered to him by his friend, he raised a brow as he drank from it before placing it down and heaving a sigh of relief.

"How so," he gasped, sitting down on the floor as Amakusa went to speak with Semiramis.

"You're acting more like a brat than ever before," Mei giggled as he gave her a dry look.

"Whatever," he shook his head. "I just feel at home alright," he shrugged, humming as Hitoshi was called over by Chiron.

"Yes," he gasped, the teacher smiling happily as he worked on the boy's flexibility and speed.

"Izuku," Edmond spoke, the boy turning to the Avenger as he leaned up against the couch. "Do you have your second group of Servants you wish to summon?"

"What makes you think I have a second group ready," he asked.

"Because I saw the third list," he smirked as the boy huffed, shaking his head before pulling out a paper.

"Detailed," he hummed, overlooking its contents.

GROUP ONE-

Saber-Arthur

Archer-Chiron

Lancer-Ereshkigal

Rider-Quetzalcoatl

Caster-Gilgamesh Da Vinci

Assassin-Semiramis

Berserker-Minamoto-No-Raikou

Ruler-Amakusa Shirou

Avenger-Edmond Dantes

Alter Ego-Okita Alter

Moon Cancer-BB

Foreigner-Abigail Williams

Beast-Fou(Beast of Comparison)

Shielder-Galahad

"This second list seems smaller," he commented.

"I can't summon a beast again, Galahad is the only shielder as BB is the only Moon Cancer who won't be a lazy bum. Alter Ego's are iffy as it is...along with Foreigner's," he sighed.

"Hmm...those two?"

"Their good warriors.

GROUP TWO

Saber-Sigurd

Archer-Aśvatthāman

Lancer-Brynhildr

Rider-Achilles

Caster-Ascelipus

Assassin-Yu Miaoyi

Berserker-Xiang Yu

Ruler-Shi Huang Di

Avenger-Oda Nobunaga

"Nice choices...but I can tell there are many more you wish to summon," he sighed, handing the boy the paper back.

"Of course I do," he protested, bristling slightly as he looked to his mentor, he deflated after a moment with a heavy sigh. "Chaldea was my home...as chaotic as it was...it was a fun place and I was me."

"You make it seem as if you cannot be yourself now," Izuku barked out a dry laugh at the man's answer.

"Have you seen how the quirkless are treated? Fragile little flowers that can't do jack shit," he spat out. "I am so tired of all of this shit," he shook his head.

"Be careful with your language," Raikou warned as she turned to the seething boy.

"Hai," he nodded, getting up with a moan before heading back to the mat.

"No more," Chiron stopped him. "You're not allowed to push yourself anymore, we can't have them thinking you're pushing yourself and looking into things."

"Oh come on," Izuku whined, huffing as Chiron raised a brow before he groaned and turned around. "What am I supposed to do now!"

"Oh, I don't know," Da Vinci hummed. "How about you help me get to the ley line and set up our monitors properly."

"That's so boring though," he bemoaned, ignoring the pissed off look Da Vinci showed them.

"How about you explain to us how you gathered so much information,' Edmond huffed. "No offense, but they are not Chaldeans. So...who's been helping you?"

The room turned silent and icy as Izuku and Edmond stared off against one another, the two outsiders looking between the two of them. Worried a fight would break out.

"I see," Edmond hummed, getting his answer as he eyed his fellow Heroic Spirits who seemed to be trying to decode the situation. "I won't push you...but you shouldn't keep this secret long." He advised shortly before leaving.

"Yeah, yeah."

Hitoshi and Mei merely swallowed and wondered if teaming up with Izuku was a good idea in the end.

"Izuku,' Da Vinci called, looking up as the map of Ley Lines pulled up. "What are you researching?"

"Hmm? Oh," he nodded. "The Ley Lines in this world are pretty weak,and they were being drained about four years ago by a mage that was trying to find me...Villagard."

"Didn't you kill him," Mei piped up.

"Yeah, he was communicating with the mages association. We believe he might have come into possession of a Grail or Grail Fragment and was trying to instigate a holy grail war here."

"Grail," they all perked up at that, looking both annoyed and resigned to this fact.

"Yeah, I've been trying the last four years to find it...but to no avail. I didn't actively look for it as your catalysts were more important...but now…" he sighed. "I don't have any inkling of where it is, anything back in the time I lived with my mother is nil and nonexistent here."

"Myths, Legends and Religion huh," Amakusa hummed as Okita looked uncomfortable.

"Even our history...the Shinsengumi and Japan...is considered too barbaric…" she sighed.

It was silent for a long time after that.


LOCATION UNKNOWN

"Any confirmation," the priestess asked as she turned to a silent Archimedes.

"It's not there," he murmured, the woman jolting before whipping around to face the caster.

"What?"

"Ritsuka's body...it's gone...along with the Catalyst to summon Solomon," he began, pursing his lips as he contemplated the whiskey he had brought. "The magical energy shows that Ritsuka may have summoned Solomon...but he's gone and...and she's dead...I saw them burn her head before stealing her command seals."

"I confirmed those ashes on the floor where indeed her head when I came to get the body," she sighed, moving to open the bottle. "Uggh, this world has the worst Alcohol…"

"Want to set a good example," he winked, much to her annoyance. His smile dropped as he took the glass she offered and took a swig. "But on topic...this is not good…"

"What do you mean," she snapped, annoyed at the whole situation at hand.

"Ritsuka's soul...well you know. It had two paths after death...Savior Class Heroic spirit…"

"A special class of Heroic spirit more akin to a divine messiah sent to earth to lead the people to salvation. Notable candidates for the class are Moses, Jesus and Buddha. They are said to be led by divine messengers of God to lead them to greatness."

"Or...you know," he sighed. "The one beast never found or fought against in Chaldea's history."

"Beast V. The Beast that Brings Forth Salvation…"

"Beasts are born out of love for Humanity...and Ritsuka had too much of it," he sighed, taking out a cigarette to light up as he placed his empty glass down. "She didn't know when to stop...and now...well...we could be facing something very serious here."

"I think her soul would very much commit suicide before morphing into a beast," the priestess defended, looking scandalized that the caster would even suggest that she would be a beast.

"If you think about...if something pushed her to come here...she might have taken it," he murmured, the other tensing at the implication before taking a shaky breath.

"Well…"

"Things with the Yakuza underworld are going crazy as well," he sighed. "Something or someone is interfering and making things go awry for the whole underground. After the incident at School they began to rally up to try and attack hero agencies...now…"

"Then it's neither Solomon or Ritsuka. They don't operate like that," she growled.

"Now who's stuck in the past," Archimedes scoffed, falling back. "You damned well know that this world is nothing like what I called my home. Tactics like befriending the people don;t work in this brainwashed society that has nothing but...the….these heroes," he huffed.

"We need to find the Grail,' she decided, the other rolling his eyes as he pulled up his holographic map. "If it is here then we will be able to fulfill our missions dn get Izuku back to his home proper."

"So he can do what? Become a hermit?"

"Not funny-"

'It's true," Archimedes growled. "That boy is unstable on a good day and the Servants are the only real people he has kept in interaction with," he got up. "He has friends here, even if they are more like minions, but still there is some stability," he began to rant now.

"Do you want Izuku to end up destroying this world out of anger," she yelled back. "He is barely holding himself back from hurting the people around him and if he continues to stay here he will snap and him snapping is never a good thing."

"He'll end up dead if he goes back to his home, he will have no one!"

"He will end up being hunted down if he stays here," she yelled back.

"Gods! Can't this kid get a fucking break," Archimedes yelled to the sky, flopping back on the couch.

"Chaldea strips a person of being able to live or go back to a normal life once they stay long enough," she sighed.

"Chaldea this, Chaldea that...almost as if it was a living person…"

"In a way it was," she shook her head. "In a way it was."


THE NEXT MORNING

"What are you doing here," Izuku asked as he locked eyes with Todoroki.

"I wanted to ask you a few things before we were without classmates," he explained, motioning for them to start walking. Izuku gave an annoyed sneer before setting a brisk pace, to which the half and half boy kept up with easily.

"So? Speak?'

"How many legends do you know of? Is it only Japanese or the worlds-"

"This is what you came all this way to ask me-"

"I want to know," he snapped, Izuku trailing off as he eyed the other beside him. "If you're so adamant about those myths and legends, someone as strong as you...what made you love them?"

"It's not so simple," he huffed, flicking his hair back. "Myths and Legends are the foundation of human civilization and nations' identities. To not care about them is something only fools do...to ignore it is the height of foolishness."

"They claim that they make heroes cheat, lie and rape their victims."

"Myths and Legends tend to be fictional at the best of time and the idiots who decide to be exactly like those bloodthirsty people are idiots as stated before," Izuku waved off.

"Did the people who took you tell you that?"

"What the fuck do you know," Izuku snapped, stopping in his stride as he locked eyes with the other.

"Is the reason you love them so much because of your kidnappers?"

"...You know," Izuku sighed, running a hand through his hair, suddenly calm. "Your really fucking blunt? Like..to the point it's an actual fucking annoyance to just talk to you. You realize that?"

"So I've been told."

"So you can't take the hint huh," Izuu huffed, crossing his arms. "I would rather not have a classmate pissed off at me...but I gotta say...lotta mommy and daddy issue huh," he gave a knowing smile that Todoroki tensed.

"What-"

"I'm guessing that your father, the ever flaming trash bag, is a douche to his family as he is in real life. Doesn't care about your sibling, treats you like some sort of machine or something...and your mother...well she must have been livestock," Izuku laughed out loud, Todoroki's fist shaking as he looked at the smiling boy.

"You shut up! You don't know anything-"

"Well! Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black," Izuku laughed hysterically. "Don;t like being told things that aren;t correct? Or is it that they are correct?"

"Why, is what I said correct as well? That's why you're doing this," Todoroki took the jab, making Izuku's laughter stop abruptly and him take a step back. "What," the boy snapped. "Never had anyone gone against you? Never had anyone put you in your place?"

"Heh," Izuku huffed, looking a bit annoyed. "You have a far better back bone than I thought you did. Most people would have left in fear at the sight of my insanity persona."

"A test?"

"If you want to perceive it that way," izuku waved off, continuing on his path. "If you really want to know about the old myths and legends and my real take on them...well," he turned to give a wry smile to the two toned boy. "You must learn to grow with the flow and have a thick skin after all."

And then he walked through the gate of the school, whistling a cheery tune as he did so, leaving the shell shocked Todoroki behind.

Behind them, unknown to the two, Bakugou stood silent behind the wall that led to the street. He pursed his lips and shook his head in resignation.

It was foolish to try and get anything out of Izuku, but he wasn't going to be the one telling Todoroki that. He had to learn that himself.


"The sports festival," Izuku bemoaned as he leaned against Hitoshi's desk. "Great, now it's basically the super powered olympics we have to be in," he huffed before grumbling out, "As if the USJ incident was not enough."

"I thought you would be excited to beat the snot out of everyone in the sports festival," his friend smiled, wincing when he moved too much. "Damn...Chiron is really a slave driver."

"Ha! Don't I know it!" Izuk barked out, the two switching to greek as the others listened in. "He made Achilles dodge arrows going at 100km an hour, 100 of them at once too!"

"No way...wait am I going to go through that!?"

"Well I did so yeah, probably," Izuku laughed, ignoring Hitoshi's ever growing despair cloud. "Come now! It's not that bad," he smiled, patting the other on the back as he began to mock sob to show his despair.

"Imma die," he whined, Izuku winking.

"Maybe!"

"IZUKU," Mei screamed as she slammed open the door, making the other students jump in fear. "IZUKU MIDORIYA WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?"

"Oh..you saw the business students thing?"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'OH'," she yelled, looking pissed as she grappled with a cylindrical container. She pulled out the poster and bared it to the class.

"That's so wrong," Hitoshi breathed, the students were a bit worried he would blow up to. "Your tits are so not that big!"

"You're missing the point," she seethed.

The poster was your typical Hero endorsement poster, to show that a new hero was on the scene and to show people they were there for them…

Usually they had the hero or the hero team in a proud and defensive manner...this one…

Hitoshi was on the bottom of the pile, arms crossed on the table and obscuring his face as he glared at the camera with his piercing eyes through his lilac hair. He was obviously in his hero costume and fully focused on the person...even if his mask covered one eye...the other was piercing enough.

Izuku was above him, leaned up against his back and both hands on the table caging the other in. His head was cocked to the right as he gave a sultry look to the viewer, eyes sharp as he looked at them in his hero costume. His hair was different.

"Perhaps I should take up that look," he hummed.

It was a sleek undercut, the untouched part of his hair longer than usual as it flopped over the right side of his face in a sleek deep green curtain.

Mei was leaning up fully against Izuku, grinning like mad as her hair was pushed back by her goggles and her forging uniform. It was sleek, in tune with the others, made of black and untouched by grease and the like. Her right hand rested on her hip as her left used Izuku's back for stability. Her head was in the crook of his neck, left bare as Izuku was leaning more to the right.

Underneath the poster was left question marks, as they had no team name.

"Can you believe this!"

"I quite like it, besides Hawks established himself to be a formidable foe in his beginning years at his school," Izuku smiled. "Why don't we do the same!"

"Because of provocative shit like this," she hissed, waving the poster about as another student came in gasping for air.

"Give that back! That is my project,' he yelped, trying to grab it had Mei not snagged his arm and pulled him close.

"You are going to burn this or I will send a pike through your ass and make that your project,' she snarled, Izuku laughing as Hitoshi bemoaned his step sister's anger.

"Now, now," Izuku began, looking unperturbed by the whole situation. "Mei, we do need some backing for when the sports festival comes around," he smiled. "Let this slide."

"I will-"

"That wasn't a suggestion," Izuku stated blandly, the smile never leaving his face as he kept eyes on the two.

"Fine," she huffed, pushing the other back away from her before handing him the items back. "Next time," she growled, the boy yelping as he rushed out. "I'll see you at lunch," she huffed, heading out as Izuku hummed and Hitoshi nodded.

"Ahaha, seems like she'd gotten a bit of a temper," Izuku hummed, uncaring of the violence she began to spout. "Ahaha! I wonder what's making her tick?"

"I'm guessing all the ideas she wants to execute and the lack of materials she has to do them," Hitoshi sighed. "At least you don;t have to listen to her bitching all the time about this and that, things I don't give a damn crap about," he shrugged.

"Please,' Iida yelled as he shot up. "Refrain from such un heroic behavior! Cursing is not something heroes are to endorse no matter what!"

"Hmm," Izuku refused to acknowledge that others had a stick up his ass, lest he blow up at him.

"Did you-"

"Tell Sensei that I am leaving," Izuku sighed, jumping off the desk and stretching. "I'm not interested in this class, I'll be back for the hero class though."

"YO….YOU CANNOT-"

"I'm out too," Hitoshi sighed. "Where do you want to go?"

"I was thinking we can do a bit more training," Izuku hummed as they walked out of the classroom, past Aizawa who raised a brow and shook his head. He held a hand up to stop Iida from going on another tangent.

"It's best to let them do what they want," he told the class. "After reviewing the footage of the USJ incident to the best of our ability, they are not ones to be argued with. From both personal experience and from the contents in the video."

"Sensei...are they really that dangerous," Kirishima asked, looking a bit green.

"Maybe."


"You are on a campaign to piss everyone off," Hitoshi hummed as they walked out of the school, the feeling of the servants beside them.

"Maybe," Izuku smiled as he locked eyes with Edmond and Arthur.

"Honestly," Arthur sighed, shaking his head as they entered an alley and the two of them materialized beside the kids. "Izuku you need to stop this...just you need to stop antagonizing people or there will be consequences."

"Trust me," he giggled. "I know, I am merely having a bit of fun before we make our move and head out to fulfill this damn mission of restoring magic and mystery to this dying world."

"Hmmm."

"Hey," Hitoshi began, the three turning to him as he continued. "How...well this is more towards Arthur. How...how do you feel about the heroes we have?"

"Hmm," he gave a hum with a small smile as he looked down to the other boy. "I will admit the chivalrous side and kingly side of me is very happy," he gave a bright smile. "But...I do not like how this mentality penetrates all layers of society."

"Yeah...I guess so," Hitoshi shrugged.

"I won't say what is here is necessarily bad...but in the end is it really needed? If society accepted people as they are not not divided between hero and villain, would any of this happen?"

"Heh," Edmond grunted, pulling out a cigar as he listened in. "If quirks never happened then none of this would have either," he motioned to the places around them. "Heroes would still be in comics and movies, not in real life."

"Must you always derive the darkest and most depressing answers?"

"I am an Avenger after all," Edmond smiled. "Besides, I am merely saying that because in the end their attack was nothing but something out of comics. You saw their flaws correct?"

"Only an imbecile would not see the flaws in their plans," he shook his head, humming as he thought about their plan to attack All Might.

"So, what were their main problems," Edmond asked, the four of them turning to head into the park.

"Everything, their attack, plan, nomu and the like, was based on the fact that All Might would be there and unable to save all the students at once," Izuku shrugged.

"Not to forget that they didn't bother to look up our quirks or anything," Hitoshi butted in. "If they did, then they would have targeted me and Izuku first to get rid of us because Nezu has put it in our files."

"They as well only brought in a nomu to take out All Might and grunts to take us all out, so they do not consider any of us threats," Izuku shrugged. "It's tangible, we've only been in school or about a month or two."

"So we're dealing with someone who has a grudge against All Might, which lowers it down to a still very long list," Arthur sighed.

"They said league of villains, something straight out of a shitty comic, so that lowers it down to an organization; but even then they seem new and we have no idea who is in it."

"They have the hand guy and the warp man, so we have an idea. They have a scientist who was able to make a Nomu such as the one Da Vinci is taking apart. Then they have a mastermind behind them...that's all I can see in the upper echelons of the organization," Izuku murmured. "I still don't understand why I wasn't allowed to kill him, All Might or no."

"We can't draw too much attention and I know Izuku," Arthur interrupted. "That it would be easy for you to vanish and hide; even with a large scale manhunt after you. But...something is telling me that it's best to keep him alive...for now at least."

"Whatever," he brushed off the boy pursing his lips at the feeling he felt too as he went in for the kill.

"Do you think they are the type to ask for help or do things on their own?" Edmond suddenly piped up.

"The master...yes, the boy I faced hell no. He's a child that can't take direction from anyone," Izuku shook his head. "If they did...well they'd piss them off before they could get anywhere."


LOCATION UNKNOWN

"Ahaha," the cloaked figure laughed as they watched the shock on Shigaraki's face as he realized his quirk had no affect on them. "My, that power you have depends on all your fingers," they hummed, grabbing his hand and twisting.

"ARRAGH," he yelped, pain filling up his arm as he looked up at the covered figure.

"Young Master-"

"Shut it," the brothers snapped as they dug their feet into his neck brace harder. "Brother," the first said, "I say we kill one of them to make a statement."

"Shouldn't that be up to me," their master hummed.

"Of course," they nodded, looking toward the TV where the member of the other's party stood watching and listening.

"Please," they spoke through a voice distorter. "Refrain from killing any of my associates."

"Why should I listen to that," the other hummed, their unseen eyes boring into the computer screen. "You may have power unlike what the others in this world may be able to comprehend, but I am something else entirely."

"And what would that be?"

"All in due time," they hummed, pushing the boy away and onto the ground. "But I can see that we will not be getting along," they giggled. "After all Izuku is my sweet little boy, my partner, though unable to be here, would not be happy that I would associate with someone who would kill him," they turned to Shigaraki.

"That brat still causes me pain to this day," he snarled.

"I will admit I am disappointed he did not take the killing shot," they hummed, stepping forward to which Shigaraki scooted back. "But in the end you will serve a greater purpose in our plans alive then dead."

"Bold of you to say that right out in the open," the man spoke through the monitor, the man no doubt pissed off.

"Ahaha, I have no fear of you or your powers," the man smiled back. "Besides, what we're attempting to do has nothing to do with you...yet."

"Underestimating your opponents will be your downfall," the monitor spoke.

"Ahahah! I remember that phrase being said all the time during the prime years," they gushed, sounding both happy and forlorn. "Ah...the belief that we would be unable to change a thing, the uncertainty of it all, pity my boy must continue to suffer through those agonizing feelings."

"You would give up the information that you consider this nuisance of ours to be your son while also claiming that you have no interest in being our partner-"

'Oh, Izuku can handle himself," they waved off. "After all he was about to kill this sniveling brat after all," they eyed the frothing Shigaraki with distaste. "Albeit with a bit of mind control in persuasion on my part to get him to submit and the urging of my two familairs to take out any and all distractions preventing All Might from getting there."

"I thought you hated all Might," Shigaraki spat, shuffling back as they took a step forward.

"Oh I do, but I will only say this once," they hissed. "You're all a part of a plan I have. Whether that plan be good or bad, well that's up to me and Izuku to see. I have spent years in this place, following my boy to city after city as he did his little tours, to ensure that everything went good for him."

"You make it sound like whatever is planned has yet to be classified," Kurogiri coughed.

"But of course, after all, to us it is good. To you all...confusing," they gave a grin under their hood, snapping their fingers to the two brothers who released him. "I will be seeing you all again, whether it be sooner or later is all up to this ever changing plan!"

With a twist of their hand and a murmur of strange words the three vanished into thin air, Kurogiri gaping at the display as Shigaraki growled.

"Bitch," he snarled."

"Enough," his sensei snapped, the boy jolting before nodding. "Keep an eye on them if you can. I do not like how this is going right now. Things are certain to go awry if they are not monitored."

"Understood."

If only they knew what it meant to follow people once associated with Chaldea.


Comment on what you like and what happened! And do you think you can guess who is going to be summoned? Once from each class or maybe only a few classes? Give it a go!

*Become my Hands and Eyes

Saber-Arthur Pendragon

Archer-Chiron

Lancer-Ereshkigal

Rider-Quetzalcoatl

Caster-Leonardo Da Vinci

Assassin-Semiramis

Berserker-Minamoto-no-Raikou

Ruler-Amakusa Shirou

Avenger-Edmond Dantes

Moon Cancer-BB

Alter Ego-Okita Alter

Foreigner-Abigail Williams

Beast-Fou (Beast of of Compariosn, Cath Plaug)

Shielder-Galahad