Welcome to the MCU! Phase 2!

by Zayden StormVoid

The sequel story to Welcome to the MCU covering all Phase 2 of the MCU! 'Nuff said. (Again) Izuku x Harem story, you have been warned! Other ships included. M-Rated for Bakugou cursing levels

3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3

BUM-BUM, BUM-BUM-BUM-BUM, BUM-BUM-BUM-BUM, BUM-BUM-BUM-BUM! GREETINGS CITIZENS OF FANFICTION! TIS I, LORD ZAYDEN STORMVOID FIRST OF MY NAME, WATCHER OF THE MULTIVERSE, LORD OF THE VOID SEA, AND I HAVE RETURNED TO DELIVER ONTO YOU ANOTHER CHAPTER OF WELCOME TO THE MCU PHASE 2!

*Ahem* Sorry, got a bit too into that, gonna soon start watching House of the Dragon. Despite how Season 8 of GOT left a bad taste in my mouth, House of the Dragon looks to be good to decent from what I heard, and since, unlike another fantasy show coming soon, This one at least will be Accurate, for the most part, to the source material, no matter what Velayrons they decide to blackwash. In fact, I'd say, in my opinion and the lore of Song of Ice and Fire, that Valyrians, which include both Targaryen and Velayrons, were no strangers to slavery back when they were in Valyria so it would historically be accurate to say that some Valyrians took on lovers with either their slaves or slaver owners and had mixed babies. Yeah, it's still blackwashing but at least far more reasonable than Rings of Power.

Hot takes aside, last time, we had the beginning of Iron Man 3, and by now I have written down, my memory and watching the whole of Iron Man 3 into the 4 parts, which is a reason why this is took so long, now all I have to do is write down the reactions which is far more difficult. But anyways, last time we had Awase and his class worried after Happy was blown up, awkwardness between Bakugou, Ibara, and their counterparts at the return of Stark's playboy past with Maya Hansen, Touya Todoroki, aka You know who (not Voldemort), as Killian and a great upset for the Todoroki family, and the Mandarin's attack on Stark Manor which resulted in lots of fear, Mei wailing over robots dying, and Stark's escape and survival.

Now, we get into the next part, but first, some reviews from the past chapter:

But first, a serious word for everybody in reviews. While I appreciate the support and criticism alike for my story, what I do Not appreciate is the uncivil death threats that have been brought up to either myself or to each other. I know this is the internet and the anonymity of it is enticing for you to say what you want with no thought of consequence, but please stop with all these threats against each other. It's not civil, it's not acceptable, and does nothing but make Both sides look like squabbling children on Twitter I shouldn't pay attention to. Again, I value both praise and criticism alike, but the latter is only valued when it comes in a constructive manner, as in a Suggestion to improve the story, not a demand or ultimatum to change it dramatically to serve one's own views or ideas. I have a long-term vision for this story, and if it turns out bad or good, or if I even finish it, whatever, it's hobby that I don't have to take too seriously since it's a Freaking Fanfiction not my day-to-day job that I make money off of, and you guys shouldn't be making death threats over. If you can't accept what I have to offer, nor realize or accept that I do listen and use my criticisms, then you can leave, nobody is forcing you to stay and read this or consume something that you don't agree with, if this story is not to your liking, there's the door; but to my supporters I ask you do the same and not come to my defense so harshly, my story is not worth the drama over. This whole thing is about unleashing imagination, not toxicity.

musiclover2008: I had just come out of watching Bullet Train as I read this and, no spoilers, but I laughed my ass off. And no spoilers for this work, but...perhaps.

MadTitan9: Hope your job hunting went well, or is doing well, and I likewise appreciate the support. The structure of this one was more hectic to manage and split into coherent parts with enough content. Ibara will definitely not come out of this one feeling all too holy. With Savin, yeah, I at first thought his name was Salvin before you guys corrected me, and I guess the Selvig part was due to auto-correct, and it must have slipped my notice. When it comes to Phase 4, my thoughts on it were that it felt like a disorienting, incoherent structure of a once connected and narratively coherent multi-movie story. Where the Infinity Saga had all those movies felt like they were building up to something, ie Thanos, this Phase felt like just random shit they threw on the wall to see what stuck, with only a few actually being gold. No Way Home is obviously my favorite and best of Phase 4. Moon Knight was also a great treat for me as I love mythology, including Egyptian, and Moon Knight was always an interesting character that I loved to explore more, and Layla was nice too. WandaVision and Falcon and the Winter Soldier were good too, with their endings feeling a bit lackluster and cringy, especially Sam's 'Do better' speech, I haven't really seen Loki or Hawkeye, and What If I found alright and am excited for season 2. Ms. Marvel, I didn't watch either because I wasn't a fan of her character in the comics, but at least her powers make her more unique than a Mr. Fantastic meets Giant Man copy, and I'm guessing her switch to being a mutant is because the Inhumans, which she originally was, didn't do so well. Thor: Love and Thunder landed for me as fourth place, behind Shang Chi and Doctor Strange, because it was just too much comedy for a movie that should have been darker with someone called Gor the God BUTCHER. The Eternals was just a hot mess of exposition, I couldn't care less for the Black Widow movie that butchered Taskmaster, Multiverse of Madness was a 7 out of 10 for me only for the visuals and Sam Reimi's trademark horror, but the character butchering of Wanda and American Chavez not getting enough character development to earn her fight in the end was what bogged the movie for me, and She-Hulk I heard is going to suck and from the clip I saw of Jen saying that cat calling is more rage inducing than Bruce's child abuse and suicide attempt was just insulting, and offense to someone who struggled with suicidal thoughts.

HaloZealotDemon: Maybe I shouldn't have just made my summary of this fic be a reference to Stan Lee, since many people are taking to that summary quite literally. I have read your comments and took the criticism for what it's worth, and I'm at least glad that you had the sense not to accuse me too harshly about being some whiny man-child when I know nothing about you, and you know nothing about me, and just because I haven't commented on a review in the author's notes doesn't mean I haven't read it, it just means that I had more to say on other reviews and/or felt that I already commented on too many. As for your criticisms about my work, yes, Lucas's vision of Star Wars was different than what he originally planned, and many of my own plans involving this series were also different that I have changed, just pointing a fact doesn't mean that it applies here when you don't have all the facts like I do. As for your critics about the harem and the overly comedic and reactive nature of this fic, I apologize that I did not make this clear in the summary to the first story and not enough for this one, but they are here to stay. I mitigate them and lessen them at times, but if I find a moment for a comedy, whether it be verbal or Loony Toons-like physical comedy, I take it and treat it as that, a comedic moment meant for laughs for both the audience and characters. And for the harem stuff, why is saying that he's a teen mean that he doesn't deserve the attention of Teenage girls? Is it because teens are unattractive to other teenagers? Because that doesn't make sense. Is it because you are interjecting Western thoughts onto a medium that stems from Eastern Japanese culture that I am using for this story? And again, I apologize that I didn't state this in the summary enough, but the Stan Lee 'Nuff said was a callback to Stan and a goof, I Never said that there Wouldn't be other stuff in this fic other than just reacting to the MCU, and You can't say that isn't when I have Said it is part of it, along with the overt comedy, mix with the seriousness of learning from the MCU, it's a tricky thing to balance both seriousness and comedy and I'm trying my best on that front, but I know I will never satisfy everyone, including you, but that's okay. I would have more to say but this is getting long, and I have better things to spend my time than dissecting every complaint in a review. Thanks for the criticism, it will be thought over and used, or not, either wait or leave at your discretion.

Gojiradon: Thanks for the continued support, despite my fic's diversions to some of your tastes. I thank you for your suggestions too and will do my best to ignore the unhelpful negativity but will still keep an open mind to my criticisms, unlike the Twitter monkeys that spout out hateful shit, writers take their critics, know to separate the helpful and not, and improve, a piece of advice that actually serves for everyone, not just writers. I plan to put some more serious steps and decisions to the harem, and hope that it will turn out well. As for your words to my critics, while I would ask you also not spend your time to convince the inconvincible, that yours be a good standard on how to act (And no I won't delete their reviews, not because of their threats, but because to do nothing would be to make them look more like fools). I have already commented on HZD and, as of this moment has started his own reaction fic, not for MHA or the MCU as far as I'm aware, and just as you likely encouraged him, I encourage him as well, it's the best we can do to help people find their own track. Thanks for the support and confidence again, and would appreciate your ideas if you had any, and as I said to HZD, they will be taken into respectful consideration and used or not, just have to wait and see, and leave if the future is not to your liking.

Super long reviews later, we then have the Index:

"Zayden." -Normal Dialogue

'Zayden.' -Internal or Mental Dialogue

"Zayden." -Flashback and Mental Flashback Dialogue

"Zayden." -Movie, buff All Might, and Dark Shadow Dialogue

"Zayden." -Coms, Pa, and TV Dialogue

"Zayden." -FRIDAY Dialogue

"Zayden." -Internal FRIDAY Dialogue

"Zayden" -Jarvis Dialogue

"Zayden." -Narration Dialogue

And after a super long author's beginning note, I do NOT own My Hero Academia, product of Kohei Horkoshi, hope he's doing well with the manga, and adapted by Bones Studios, who better make Season 6 a banger, or the MCU and its movies, by rights owned by Disney, who is screwing Disney+ with adds, Marvel, screwing up its cinematic universe politics, and Sony, who better get their shit together after Morbius, and all credit to the movies made belong to the studios and people who work on it, the directors and their vision, even if their visions are flawed, and the actors and actresses, good and bad.

Now, with all that said, It's Morbin Time-I mean, Let's Rock and Roll!

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Iron Man Part 2: Baptism of Fire

Third POV

"Oh, thank God." Kaminari sighed in relief, followed swiftly by the many of the audience after seeing Katsuki Stark fly off alive.

"Thank God that flight system of his was restored in time." Sato swiped his forehead.

"But why is Bakubro flying away from the area?" Kirishima asked. "Shouldn't he be flying out to destroy that helicopter or back to Shiozaki?"

Izuku's eyes blinked at the interesting question that Kirishima proposed to them. Cupping a hand on his chin, Izuku thought back to before the attack to where Bakugou had set a flight course plan to Tennessee. 'Could it be the suit's taking him there on some kind of automatic piloting program?'

The screen was pitch black and silent for a few moments, leaving the audience in suspenseful, unbearable silence. Before long, the sounds of alarms beeping wormed out of the darkness. "Sir." Jarvis's voice came out muffled before becoming clearer and louder. "Sir!"

The hud of the suit came alive and fizzled waking up the bleeding face of Katsuki Stark. "Alright, kill the alarm. I got it." Katsuki mumbled out, sleepily.

"Phew, okay, he's alright and one piece." Awase sighed.

"Well, bloody cuts on his face and was crushed under rubble a few seconds ago but yeah in one piece." Sen shrugged.

"Hey, at least he's got some shut eye after so long, right?" Setsuna said.

Ibara realized Setsuna's joke was clearly in an attempt to boost their spirits more, including her own, so she silently appreciated it while still trying to deeply breathe and calm down from the roller coaster of emotions earlier.

"That's the emergency alert triggered by the power dropping below 5%." Jarvis clarified, the drowsiness clearing away from Katsuki's eyes as the memories of the attack flood back into his mind.

"Oh." Stark simply said, the alarms blaring louder with intensity, the Iron Man suit flying towards the ground. "Oh!" A lone deer along the side of a road, a car coming down the road, looked up to see the incoming Avenger. "OOAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Stark screamed as he saw his current trajectory being the ground. Angling the suit at the last few meters of altitude, Iron Man skidded and bounced off the road, barely missing the car and the deer, and tumbling into the snow ground and into the forest. Stark would attempt to adjust and hover himself, only to strike a few trees and ultimately landing roughly onto the snow, face first.

Itsuka hissed. "That's gonna sting in the morning." She muttered.

Crackling noises were heard to her left. Looking to where she figured were the crackles of Bakugou's exploding palms was instead Mina and Hagakure convulsing, their cheeks puffed, and hands over their mouths.

Finally, they couldn't take it and let it all out. "BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Mina and Hagakure burst into tears and laughter, to everyone's confusion.

"Oh, that face and yell he made!" Mina struggled to say in between her gasps for breath and laughter. "OOAAAHHHH!" Mina made her best impression of Stark, which served to made Hagakure laugh harder.

"STOP IT! STOP IT! I can't breathe! I can't breathe!" Hagakure gasped out, hugging her invisible sides as she laughed.

Soon, all the students and even some of the adults joined in the laughter, well, all expect Bakugou, the source of the laughter, who was doing his best to keep himself in his seat and not blow the two girls into pieces.

Normally, Aizawa would sigh at this childish devolvement of laughter, but this time he recognized the two mischievous girls hidden intent behind their humor, trying to cheer the group up from an intense scene where they thought one of their own died but was now safe.

'Something Emi would do.' Aizawa thought with a bit of humor in his fond thoughts of the Ketsubutsu teacher. Immediately realizing it, Aizawa shook his head from those thoughts and turned back to the screen, attempting to bite down the blush on his cheeks before Nemuri and Hizashi noticed.

They still noticed, evidence by their teasing smiles.

His suit sparking, Katsuki grunting as he pushed himself up, falling down onto his back, his eyes to the snowing sky. Panting, Stark lifted his hand over his face and took of the face plate, revealing Katsuki's bloody face to the world.

"It's snowing right?" Stark asked. "Where are we, upstate?"

"We are five miles outside of Rose Hill, Tennessee." Jarvis informed the armored hero.

"Rose Hill, Tennessee?" Kinoko repeated the name. "Isn't that where that soldier guy blew himself up?"

"Yes." Yui nodded. "Stark set coordinates and flight plan to go there before the attack."

"After the attack and his escape, Jarvis or the suit must have flown there by some sort of autopilot while he was unconscious." Melissa analyzed, her hand cupping her chin.

Izuku let out a low chuckle, smiling at how Melissa said exactly what he thought and even cupped her chin like him. Seeing it on her Deku found rather cute.

Melissa heard his chuckles and his look at her. Confused on why Izuku was looking at her like that, Melissa asked "Izuku? Is something wrong?"

Blinking at being made, Izuku blushed and looked away, scratching at his cheek. "O-OH! Uh-I-It's nothing, Melissa!" Izuku stuttered out. "J-Just uh...thinking how smart you are, is all!"

Melissa blushed and turned away, scratching at her chin, almost like Midoriya. "T-Thank you, Izuku." She muttered out.

Noticing this, Eri smiled brightly, happy to see her Papa and one of her Mama's being happy and lovey dovey with each other. Looking towards the other girls, Eri began pondering, theorizing strategizing how to get her Papa to get closer with the other girls, unknowingly making her Papa and Uncle Shoto very proud.

Katsuki's eyes widened. "Why?" He asked, severely confused. "Jarvis. Not my idea. What are we doing here? This is Thousands of miles Away! I gotta get Ibara. I gotta-"

"I prepared a flight plan." Jarvis responded. "This was the location."

"Who asked you?" Katsuki questioned the A.I. "Open the suit."

"I-I may be malfunctioning, sir." Jarvis revealed, his robotic voice crackling and unsteady.

"Did the Mandarin attack blow a fuse or something?" Shinsou questioned.

"Could be." Momo muttered in response. "It could also be because the suit is still in its prototype stage."

"Or maybe the long flight and the attack may have simply drained the battery." Ojiro pointed out.

"Open it, J." Katsuki ordered again.

The machines of the suit whirred and opened up slowly, Katsuki sitting up and out of the suit with a groan and shudder. "That's brisk." Stark gasped out at the cold air, rubbing and blowing on his hands. Stark grabbed a pile of snow to rub along his arms where the machines to call his suit were injected. "Maybe I'll just cozy back up in the-"

"I actually think I need to sleep now, sir." Jarvis interrupted him, his crackling voice tired and sleepy as the armor began to power down.

"Jarvis...Jarvis?" Stark asked for the A.I., only being met with silence. "Don't leave me, buddy."

"Aww, that sounded so sad." Pony whimpered.

Finally, Katsuki dragged the powered down Mark 42, and offline Jarvis within, through the snow on a pair of wired cords.

"Wait, where did he get the cords to drag that suit?" Kaminari asked, confused.

"They could have come within the suit in case for an emergency like this one." Tokoyami replied.

Dragging the suit to a gas station, Katsuki removed the cords off of him and walked to a wooden statue of a Native American, a poncho clothed around the statue. Katsuki unbuttoned and took the poncho for himself.

"Uh, we don't have to worry about some Native American curse being given to Stark, right?" Rin asked/joked.

"That's only when digging up or building on top of an Indian burial ground." Shoda replied.

"Stark secure server, now transferring to all known receivers." A female robotic voice spoke as Stark was inside payphone booth, the Mark 42 leaning on the booth.

"Ibara, it's me." Katsuki began. "I've got a lot of apologies to make and not a lot of time. So... First off, I'm so sorry I put you in harm's way. That was selfish and stupid, and it won't happen again."

Sero sneezed. "Ugh, excuse me, sorry, but I'm kind of allergic to bullshit." Sero chuckled.

Bakugou simply glared ragefully at him with grinding teeth and flipping him the bird.

"Also, it's Christmas time and the rabbit's too big. Done. Sorry."

"Too big and very likely destroyed." Kaminari pointed out.

"True." Mineta nodded, recalling all of Stark manor being blown to kingdom come.

"And I'm sorry in advance because...I can't come home yet." Katsuki revealed. "I need to find this guy." Katsuki's voice message continuing as Katsuki continued dragging the Iron Man suit, now covering himself with the stolen poncho. "You gotta stay safe, that's all I know." Katsuki and the dragged suit made their way slowly towards the town of Rose Hill, Tennessee and the house in front of him. "I just stole a poncho from a wooden Indian."

Ibara chuckled, her eyes watery. 'I know in the end he's trying to protect me. But I still want to slap his face red.' Ibara thought, sniffing back tears and mucus. 'Just...just come back safe. Back to me.'

The door to the house's workshop/garage flew open, the Mark 42, that was propped up against it, falling to the floor while Katsuki stood outside with a crowbar in hand.

"Smart." Ectoplasm said. "He used the combined weight of the suit and force from the crowbar to open up the door."

Katsuki removed the poncho and stepped inside, looking around to see a couch, an old car, and a workbench full of tools and machines. Stark panted as he placed the Mark 42 onto one side of the couch. "Let's get you comfy." Stark muttered, placing the hand over the armrest of the couch. Sitting down and seeing how the mask looked at him, Katsuki said "You happy now?" He turned the helmet away, laying back on the couch as he and the suit looked to the screen.

"Pfft, this looks like some sitcom or something." Mineta snickered. "Me, My Robo-suit, and I."

"No, no, One and a Half Iron Man." Kaminari joining in with chuckles.

"Hehehe, or maybe-"

"SHUT UP!" Bakugou cut Sero off, the bulging vein on his forehead twitching rapidly in annoyance.

Having enough rest, Stark turned on the lampshade on the desk, holding his arm to the light while beginning to point a pair of pliers to the arm and the machines inside.

"Freeze!" A young boy's voice yelled. Katsuki looked up to see a young light brown boy, wearing a red jacket, a green cap over his brown hair, a bag slung over his shoulder and across his chest and a...potato gun(?) aimed at him. "Don't move."

"I-Is that a potato gun?" Uraraka asked, tilting her head curiously.

Izuku blinked in surprise and confusion. 'Why does the kid look so familiar?' Izuku thought, not quite placing his finger on who the boy was or why he was so familiar.

Bakugou thought similarly, the boy's face and voice familiar but Bakugou couldn't pin down a name.

Stark raised his hands in surrender. "You got me." He replied. "Nice potato gun. Barrel's a little long. Between that and the wide gauge, it's gonna diminish your FPS."

"Is he trying to give advice to a kid on how to make a deadlier potato gun?" Death Arms raised an eyebrow.

"Well, he is the one trespassing in his home." Mount Lady pointed out. "Plus, I'm sure the kid isn't even going to fire that."

In response, the young boy aimed and fired the gun onto a ship in a bottle, the potato shattering the bottle into pieces.

"You were saying, Takeyama?" Midnight asked, smugly grinning at the embarrassed rival of hers.

Stark looked at the smug-looking kid. "And now you're out of ammo."

"In his own words, not a great plan." Kaminari memed, holding out his drink in front of him. When he was getting looks, Kaminari said "Avengers, remember? Him at Stark Tower, talking to Loki, talking about his plan?"

"Oh no, we got it, we just didn't like it." Mina responded, this time earning smiles and chuckles.

"You guys are mean." Kaminari pouted and crossing his arms, childishly.

"And you know it's all in good fun, so man up, you big baby." Jiro spoke up.

"Alright, alright, got it, Mom." Kaminari whined again, jokingly this time, earning a sharp glare from Jiro.

"What's that thing on your chest?" The boy asked.

"It's an electromagnet." Katsuki answered. "You should know, you got a box of them right here."

"I'm actually quite surprised he doesn't recognize one of the most famous men in world honestly." Ryukyu admitted.

"Hey, he's a kid and confronting an intruder in his home." Hawks shrugged. "Plus, again, he's a kid, they don't pay attention or listen."

For once, Aizawa was in agreement with the winged Hero, rubbing his forehead at the amount of time his students went off and ended up fighting Villains, getting in danger, and disobeying orders time and time again, like how those five went out to rescue Bakugou on their own.

"What does it power?" The boy questioned further.

Stark got up from his chair and shined the lamp onto the Mark 42. The kid gasped in awe, the gun falling to the ground. "Oh, my God." The boy chuckled, amazed, before walking toward it. "That...That's-Is that Iron Man?"

"Technically, I am." Stark stated as a matter fact.

"Technically, you're dead." The boy retorted, pressing a newspaper into his chest. Stark grabbed it and saw the headline: Mandarin Attack: Stark Presumed Dead.

"He's already presumed dead?" Hagakure questioned.

"He was attacked to the viewing world by the Mandarin, his entire house destroyed and hasn't revealed himself or have been found under the rubble." Jurota reasoned.

"Valid point." Stark replied.

"What happened to him?" The kid asked as he inspected the suit.

"Life." Stark responded. "I built him. I take care of him." Stark finished looking at the paper and threw it away. "I'll fix him."

"Like a mechanic?" The kid guessed.

"Who does he think Stark is, a clown?" Tetsutetsu asked.

Surprisingly, Bakugou shivered.

Mina noticed and grinned wide. "Ooh, what's with the shivering, 'Kacchan'?" Mina asked, teasingly. "Afraid of clows, are we?"

"S-SHUT YOUR TRAPHOLE, PINKY!" Bakugou stuttered out.

"Deku, is Bakugou afraid of clows?' Uraraka asked.

"W-Well-"

"DON"T YOU DARE ANSWER THAT LIKE A SIMP, YOU SHITTY NERD, OR I'LL EXPLODE YOU INTO NEXT WEEK!" Bakugou roared and had his hands sparked in explosion.

"I don't think threatening him with bodily harm is the right way to make him keep a secret, Bakubro." Kirishima muttered, though was himself unconvinced that Midoriya would be petty like that.

Asui whispered into Eri's ear, and she nodded. "Papa, is Uncle Kacchan scared of clowns?" Eri asked, innocently.

'Shit! The unbeatable ploy!' Bakugou cursed, sweating profusely, some of those exploding in tiny sparks, realizing his secret was doomed. Deku could never lie to the adorable brat.

Not being able to deny Eri's questioned, Izuku answered "Yeah." Izuku nodded. "When Kacchan was four, he watched a scary horror movie about a paranormal clown."

"Ooh! You mean, It?" Setsuna perked up and asked. "I loved that movie!"

Reiko likewise nodded, a really big fan of It and the horror that was Pennywise the Clown.

"Yep, and ever since then Kacchan has had a fear of clowns." Izuku said. "And ghosts, too."

"You don't say." Uraraka grinned, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

While the students laughed and Bakugou threatened a number of ways to blow them up in various ways, Ibara giggled at how adorable the whole situation was. Bakugou's embarrassed, red face, his admittingly justified, yet cute fear, it was all adorable to Ibara to see her crush act so defensive about it.

"Yeah." Katsuki said.

"Hmm. If I was building Iron Man and War Machine-"

"It's Iron Patriot now." Katsuki corrected.

"That's way cooler." The kid replied.

Kirishima perked up, smiling that someone liked the name change

"No, it's not." Katsuki disagreed.

Kirishima's smile deflated and slumped, disappointed in his best friend's disapproval.

"Anyways, I would add in um, the retro...um-"

"Retro-reflective panels?" Katsuki guessed.

"-To make him stealth mode." The kid finished. "Cool, right?"

"Huh, kid got some brains on him." Power Loader grinned. "Not surprised though, given how he seemed to make that potato gun."

David nodded. "He actually reminds me of Melissa when she was younger." He replied, sighing fondly at the younger days. "She snuck her way into my lab and started pointing out to use this or that tool and mispronounced them all."

"Daddy!" Melissa's face turned as red as a potato from embarrassment as everyone laughed.

"You want a stealth mode?" Stark thought it over and nodded. "That's actually a good idea. Maybe I'll build one."

While Melissa was still pouting embarrassed, it fell onto Mei to write down the idea for a stealth-based suit with retro-reflective panels.

The kid then grabbed onto a finger on the left hand and pulled, accidentally pulling the finger off. "Oops." The kid said.

"What, no fart sounds?" Mic asked, disappointed. "My disappointment is immeasurable, and my day is ruined."

His reward for the meme was a smack to the back of the head by Aizawa.

"Not a good idea." Katsuki protested. "What are you doing? You're gonna break his finger? He's in pain. He's been injured. Leave him alone."

"See! Someone gets how I am with my babies." Mei gestured to Stark.

"Forgive me if my words come off as rude, but if Stark is truly adopting your mentality, then I believe he also needs to attend a mental asylum." Iida responded.

"Wow, that was both the most savage and funniest thing our Class Rep has ever said." Jirou chuckled.

"He's learning." Asui said, patting their Class Rep's shoulder.

"S-Sorry." The boy apologized, twiddling the finger in his hands

"Are you?" Katsuki questioned. The kid looked at him blankly. Katsuki sighed. "Don't worry about it, I'll fix it." Switching subjects, Katsuki asked "So, uh, who's home?"

"Well, my mom already left for the diner and Dad went to 7-11 to get scratchers." The kid answered, rubbing his nose. "I guess he won, because that was six years ago."

"Which happens, Dads leave, no need to be a pussy about it." Stark replied, crossing his arms.

"BAKUGOU THAT IS A HIGHLY INSENSITIVE THING TO SAY TO A CHILD!" Iida yelled, his arms waving at lightspeed. "FATHER'S SHOULD NEVER LEAVE THEIR CHILD IN THE FIRST PLACE AND IS INCREDIBLY RUDE TO CALL A CHILD SUCH A THING FOR BEING UPSET ABOUT IT!"

Bakugou just took the annoying lecture from the blue-haired teen, part of him feeling like he actually deserved it. That part flinching when he spotted Izuku flinching, the ash-blonde teen remembering that the green-haired nerd's own Dad up and left him and Inko to America, divorcing the latter and abandoning the former for his Quirklessness.

It likewise brought an unpleasant frown on All Might's face. He remembered his talk with Midoriya two days ago about his relationship with Midoriya's mother and Izuku's feelings towards it and his father's absence in his life. While Hisashi Midoriya's loss was his gain, Toshinori tried not to see it that way, feeling that in doing so that Inko's years of solo parenting and Izuku's poor fatherless childhood were deemed necessary when it should have never happened. It left a bittersweet taste in his mouth that he got the family he has always wanted but that they had to have suffered so much because of a man who should have been there for them in the first place.

It was this guilty feeling of taking advantage of the situation that Toshinori, and Inko even, felt it necessary to not tell Izuku. Now, he was glad that his protege/surrogate son didn't see it in that awful way and supported his and his mother's happiness. But All Might still felt like he has a score to settle with Hisashi Midoriya, and if the man ever were to come back that score Will be settled, that he promised.

"Here's what I need." Katsuki continued. "A laptop, a digital watch, a cell phone, the pneumatic actuator from your bazooka over there, a map of town, a big spring, and a tuna fish sandwich."

"That's quite a lot of stuff to ask of a...12 year old?" Itsuka said, trying to make a hard ball estimate of the boy's age.

"What's in it for me?" The kid asked.

"Salvation." Katsuki negotiated. "Who's his name?"

"Who?" The boy asked.

"The kid that bullies you at school." Katsuki clarified. "What's his name?"

"How'd you know that?" The kid asked again.

'A bully can tell another bully's handiwork.' Bakugou thought bitterly. Izuku flinched, both he and Bakugou, and Stark, realizing that the kid was bullied by that hidden bruise.

"I got just the thing." Stark ignored the question, opening up a latch in the Mark 42 and revealing a red and gold capsule of some sort. "This is a piñata for a cricket. I'm kidding. This is a very powerful weapon. Point it away from your face, press the button on top, it discourages bullying. Non-lethal, just to cover one's ass. Deal? Deal? What do you say?"

"Deal." The boy agreed, taking the capsule.

"I am rather uncomfortable on Stark giving a kid a weapon with very little instruction of what it is or how to use it." Kamui muttered.

"Well, at least its non-lethal." Mount Lady shrugged. "I mean it could be a pepper spray or big flashlight for all we know."

Kamui nodded, still unsure but decided to keep his grievances to himself, for now.

"What's your name?" Katsuki asked.

"Harley." The now named Harley answered.

"MULTIVERSAL COUNTERPART DETECTED!" F.R.I.D.A.Y. declared as she revealed an image of a similar looking light brown-haired boy with a large sun hat. "HARLEY KEENER! MULTIVERSAL COUNTERPART: KATSUMA SHIMANO!"

Izuku's eyes widened in shock and delight. "Katsuma!" Izuku exclaimed, happy to see the young boy again.

Bakugou snickered, fond memories of the young boy, that was practically a copy of Midoriya, and his older, spunkier sister, Mahoro.

"Oh, I recognize him!" Uraraka perked up. "It's the one of those kids from Nabu Island!"

"Oh, yes, it was for our Hero Work Recommendation Project." Momo nodded, remembering how the whole of Class 1-A visited the rather secluded island with low crime. "It was where we had to run our own agency as practice for the future."

"Yeah, before shit hit the fan, like it always does, and we were attacked by those tough Villains." Kaminari whined, rubbing his head at the memory of having absorb that Villain's lightning strike.

Class 1-A all grimaced at the memory of those events, of having to fight those four powerful Villains. Mina rubbed where phantoms pains flared up from her injuries she sustained from the Villainess, Slice, while Tokoyami and Dark Shadow growled in anger at the memory of that and how in their anger, they managed to defeat the Villainess. Todoroki, Iida, Kirishima, and Asui recalled their battle with the super powerful Chimera and how the monstrous Villain knocked them out one by one before Shoto could freeze his insides before he passed out too, all four cursing in their heads at how weak they were under the Villain.

Deku and Bakugou frowned in anger of the mention of the Villains, most especially their leader: Nine, the Villain who had some altered version of All for One that could only steal and take eight Quirks. His purpose on the island was to find and steal Katsuma's Cell Regeneration Quirk, only 1-A to stop them. Bakugou hissed angry, remembering how weak he was against the ruthless monster, and even more so at the fact that he couldn't even remember how he and Deku stopped the Villain.

Izuku looked over to Bakugou, knowing that his rival was likely frustrated on his lack of memory of their fight with Nine, something Izuku knows. Memories of the battle went over in his mind, how he transferred One for All to Bakugou and combined with his own embers of One for All, manage to overwhelm and defeat the Villain. Izuku remembered how he was willing to give up his chance at being a Hero to ensure that defeated Nine and saved Katsuma and Mahoro, and was sure that he had lost it, only to wake up, healed up by Recovery Girl and Katsuma and One for All still in him and Bakugou suffering memory loss.

It left a bit of confusion on how it was so, but looking at the image of the young boy he saved, and now seeing his counterpart, Izuku smiled and thought that if the situation happened again and he was left with no other choice but to give One for All to Bakugou, or even someone else like Todoroki, even if that time he wouldn't have gotten it back, he would have still done it, with no hesitation, if it meant the Villain's defeat and lives saved.

"Ah yes, brag and whine again and again for your continued rising popularity and experience while me and my class are left with obscuri-" That was as far as Monoma's own whining went before he was simultaneously shut up by Ibara's vine hair and knocked unconscious by Setsuna and Itsuka.

"We're sorry about him." Itsuka apologized to her rival class, for what felt like the umpteenth time, for her classmate's insensitive whining. "He's truly got a thicker skull than Tetsutetsu sometimes."

"Yeah-Hey!" Tetsutetsu agreed then whined, albeit playfully, when his mind picked up what Itsuka meant.

The teachers felt a wave of guilt for sending their students to the island to have to fight for their lives against powerful Villains, again. The only saving grace for them was that there were no major casualties despite some injuries from the students, the kids and civilians were unharmed, and the conscious-easing fact that if the students were not there then the civilians would have been harmed.

'Still, we could have done so ourselves rather than have my students place in danger.' Aizawa thought, protective over his students, reasoning that with his Quirk he could have made Nine's defeat much easier.

Endeavor and Hawks felt similar guilt for having to put the students into that situation without help, including Enji's son and Keigo's protégé. However, with their thoughts then turn back to the Villains themselves. While his accomplices were captured and taken into custody, Nine was still missing. At least, Endeavor believed so.

Hawks remembered his talk with the League about the fate of Nine. All Dabi and the rest would divulge was that Shigaraki 'took care' of Nine, and Hawks didn't have to be Sherlock Holmes to know what they meant by 'taking care' of him. Still, it bothered Hawks that they couldn't have captured Nine before then and detain him. The Villain could have led them to 'the Doctor' in league with, well the League, but since they might have found that very doctor in this Dr. Garaki, Hawks thought 'Well, know what they say. Patience gives you the best reward, or something like that.'

Trying to steer his thought to something else, Hawks noticed the Edgeshot pin on the boy's strap and grinned. "Hey, hey, looks like we found a fan of yours, Edgy." Hawks pointed out and teased the ninja. "And here I thought your fans your fanbase only included weebs and edgy kids."

While Miruko and Hawks laughed at the latter's tease, Edgeshot simply rolled his eyes and focused his thoughts on appreciating the young boy for his support.

"And you're-"

"The mechanic. Katsuki. You know what keeps going through my head?" Katsuki asked the boy. "Where's my sandwich?"

"You're on your own for one day and the first person you meet you are already ordering them for food?" Uraraka raised her eyebrow at the billionaire hero. "Ugh, rich people." She then perked up pale at her mistake. "Oh! B-But not you, Yaomomo! I didn't mean t-to-"

"It's quite alright, Uraraka." Momo waved off the panicking girl. "There's no need to apologize. I admit that the stereotype is rather accurate, mostly, but I didn't feel any offense to it."

The scene changed back to the remains of the Stark Manor, at night. Authorities and fire fighters surveying the wreckage. Standing by the edge cliff, Ibara stood, looking and holding in her hands a scratched-up Iron Man helmet, a large crack running down near the middle. Ibara shook and whimpered, pressing her forehead onto the helmet.

Bakugou's insides twisted at the sight of Ibara crying like that, hoping that she gets that message his other him sent to her.

Ibara then heard a faint beeping noise coming from the helmet. Turning it over, she looked inside to see a blinking red light. Putting the helmet on, as it turned on, the hud appeared over her face. "Stark secure server. Retinal scan verified." The same female robotic voice said as it scanned Ibara's retinal.

"Ibara, it's me." Ibara gasped and joyful smiled in relief as Katsuki's message played. "I've got a lot of apologies to make and not a lot of time." Ibara chuckled, relieved, her eyes tearing up. "So... First off, I'm so sorry I put you in harm's way. That was selfish and stupid, and it won't happen again."

Bakugou sighed, content at least that the universe was finally a throwing a bone his way and not having his girl suffer from his presumed death for too long. And he will vehemently fight tooth and nail from admitting that he called Ibara 'His girl'.

Ibara sighed, as well, happy her counterpart didn't have to go through too much heartache into believing Katsuki was gone. She felt a hand on her shoulder to see Setsuna smiling happily at her, along with the rest of her classmates, even the awakened Monoma. Ibara smiled back, happy and blessed to have such great classmates and friends.

Vlad King smiled at the scene, pleased with how his class has turned out to be so supportive and friendly with each other. And he was glad that Ibara got that message as soon as she could, because anymore and he would be dutifully obligated to smack Stark in the face for causing his students such pain.

The scene switched to Ibara and Maya driving down the highway.

"Why were you at the house tonight?" Ibara asked Maya. "What was so important that you had to speak to Katsuki?"

Maya was silent, contemplating what to say. She finally answered saying "I think that my boss is working for the Mandarin."

"Oh, so she's trying to get out of working for Touya." Asui said.

"I mean, I wouldn't want to work for some psychopath that turned your once good idea and use it to create psycho super soldiers that blow themselves and others up." Kyoka replied.

Ibara looked at her with confused surprise. "So, if you still want to talk about it, I suggest that we get ourselves someplace safe." Maya suggested.

"Your boss works for the Mandarin, you think?" Ibara repeated the information, questionably. "But Katsuki says you're a botanist. So-"

"That figures." Maya shrugged. "What I actually am is a biological DNA coder running a team of 40 out of a privately funded think tank. But sure, you can call me a botanist."

"Well, she did use plants the first time we saw EXTREMIS." Kosei reasoned. "So, he wasn't really lying, right?"

"This boss of yours, does he have a name?" Ibara asked.

"Yeah, Touya Todoroki." Maya revealed.

Ibara looked to her in shock and horror.

"And now she knows." Sen said.

"Wait a minute. Could Touya also have EXTREMIS?" Jurota asked.

"What makes you think that?" Shoto asked, worried with what the large teen was saying.

"We saw how he had changed from the past to the present." Jurota explained. "In the past, we saw how he was leaning on that cane of his, hinting at some kind of disability or weakened ligament. But now in the present, he's walking around without one and looks more physically fit."

"So, EXTREMIS may not only regenerate limbs and generate heat to the point of combustion, but also physically improve on the individual's physique." Momo finished what Jurota was saying with wide eyes. "Like the Super Soldier Serum that Izuku took."

Endeavor paled and frowned, upset. 'And EXTREMIS would comparitavely match with Touya's Quirk.' Endeavor thought to himself, shaking his head before his thoughts could spiral from his burn injuries to the fire that took his life.

"Well, we took the house down, sir. But there's no sign of a body." Savin's voice spoke through Touya's phone as he patiently listened. "No Stark."

"I see." Touya replied, getting up from his chair. "I have to go. The master is about to record and he's a little...Well, you know how he gets. Keep your appointment tonight and call me when it's done."

'Touya.' Shoto thought, frowning sadly at what his big brother, the one he never got to know, had turn into in another life.

Touya ended the call, walking into a room full of stage lighting, recording equipment, props and a set. Stopping by the main computer, the screen focused on the Chinese-looking throne.

"The Mandarin's throne." Tokoyami and the rest recognized the throne from the terrorist's videos.

"Alright, everybody. No talking and no eye contact." Touya ordered. "Unless you want to get shot in the face."

A group of cars drove up through the gates of Touya's manor, stopping by the entrance. Lights turned on in the passenger seat, illuminating the Mandarin's ringed hand. At the go-ahead to come out, The Mandarin, dressed in green robes stepped out of the car walked up to the manor.

"He is working for the Mandarin." Miruko growled, stopping herself from calling the man scum, even she knowing that calling the counterpart to the son of the man sitting a row below her was rudely insensitive

Passing by a guard, the guard said to his walkie talkie with "The master is traveling."

The Mandarin walked into the room, gaining Todoroki's attention. The Mandarin sat upon the throne as two ladies pulled down his hood to reveal his man-bun hair and bearded face. "Well then, what are we waiting for?" The Mandarin questioned.

All Might looked warily towards Enji Todoroki, expecting the man's flames to skyrocket in pure fury.

Instead, they remained the same, if not dimmed a little. The patriarch of the Todoroki household had his face mostly covered in shadow, showing only his frown, and hiding eyes that held pain, guilt, sadness, and anger, at himself and at the world itself.

'Because of me, Touya was taken from my family, by his own hands, when he was but 9.' Endeavor thought, his hands clenching around his arms in a death grip. 'And now in this world, he has fallen into Villainy. Why? Why does my son have to suffer like this beyond into another world? Why? Why?!'

Hawks watched and noticed what Endeavor was feeling and from what saw of the youngest Todoroki kid, he wasn't doing much better. It stung for Hawks to see his idol in such distress and pain, but Hawks knew that he couldn't say anything that wouldn't change or make the mood better. Hawks even tried to hold down his own jealousy towards Touya and Shoto. At least they have a father that cared them, more than his own old man, the drunken villainous bastard he was.

Switching back to Rose Hill, Tennessee, Stark and Harley walked down the slight bustling of the small town.

"The sandwich was fair, the spring was a little rusty, the rest of the materials, I'll make do." Stark said as they reached an empty street. "By the way, when you said your sister had a watch-" "Yeah?" "-I was kind of hoping for something a little more adult than that."

Rolling up his sleeves, the watch now on his wrist was a ruby Dora the Explora watch.

Bakugou grinded his teeth together as he had to put up with the annoying, mocking laughter of his extras for classmates.

Harley laughed. "She's six." Harley defended himself and his sister as they walked towards a ruined building. "Anyway, it's a limited edition."

Mina snapped a photo. "And now this limited-edition blackmail material." Mina said.

And that's where Bakugou lost it. "DELETE THAT PICTURE OR THEY WILL BE GLUING YOUR PIECES BACK TOGETHER FOR WEEKS!"

Luckly, his threat was not acted on, being held in his seat by Eraser's scarf, who also ordered Mina to delete the picture. Mina whined when Aizawa told her to delete it from the recently deleted pile too.

"Hey, when can we talk about Ney York?" Harley asked.

"Maybe never. Relax about it." Katsuki replied, bluntly.

"What about the Avengers? Can we talk about them?" Harley pressed on.

"I dunno. Later." Stark said, snappishly. "Hey, kid, give me a little space."

"Well, he is very snappish about that." Setsuna commented before she connected the dots, and so too did the rest of the group.

"Oh, right, his PTSD thing." Sero pointed out, the laughs over at the mention of the serious problem. "Any mention of New York and that alien invasion is going to set it off."

"And Harley doesn't know about it and he's a kid who can't pick up on it, so Stark's screwed." Sato added.

The two stopped before the ruins of a building. Two ruined walls were all that stood, 5 black scorch marks in the shape of people on both walls. A large number of lit candles, crosses, flowers, and Christmas decorations lined the walls. The floor was scorched, the center formed a small crater of scorched earth, wooden planks and snow.

"That must be where the suicide happened." Iida said, frowning and narrowing his eyes. "But...something is not right here."

"That's because it wasn't a suicide." Izuku spoke up, pointing to the walls. "The impact crater, no bomb fragments, the scorch marks on the walls, it's exactly the same as the EXTREMIS explosion in LA."

"So, Chad Davis must have been another volunteer of the EXTREMIS program, and, like that Taggart guy, he couldn't 'regulate' and he exploded as well." Melissa summarized.

"Isn't it a bit too soon to not think it's a suicide?" Kyoka inquired. "I mean, for all we know, he could have deliberately blown himself up as an order from the Mandarin."

"No." Shoto shook his head. "If he did blow himself up under his orders, the Mandarin would have taken credit for it, and Jarvis said that Davis's 'suicide' predated any known Mandarin attack."

"What's the official story here?" Katsuki asked. "What happened?"

"I guess the guy named Chad Davis used to live roundabouts." Harley answered, as the two walked closer, Harley stopping and sitting down in front of the crater, while Stark inspected the walls and the people-shaped marks. "He won a bunch of medals in the army. And one day, folks said he went crazy and made, you know, a bomb." Katsuki touched the marks. "Then he blew himself up, right here."

"And they believed it just like that?" Uraraka asked.

"Military veterans have a history of psychological trauma from their time in service." David Shield spoke up. "They get paranoid about their surroundings, they can mistake loud noises for explosions or gunfire, they can get hardened and depressed over the actions they had to commit. I've seen it in action...it's not a pretty site."

"And what's worse is that most don't have the means to move on like therapy, and they have a hard time finding jobs." Snipe added. "It happens also with long-time Heroes."

"And because they don't have that support or means to move on with their lives effectively, they can break down or spiral out of control and go berserk." Thirteen said. "A military vet going crazy and blowing himself up makes for a more reasonable assumption that the man himself a walking time bomb."

Katsuki continued investigating the marks. "Six people died, right?" He asked.

"Yeah." Harley nodded.

"Including Chad Davis." Stark said.

"Yeah, yeah." Harley nodded again.

Katsuki looked back at the marks and their positioning, before sitting down next to Harley. "Yeah. That doesn't make sense." Stark said. "Think about it. 6 dead, only five shadows."

"Yeah. People said these shadows are like the marks of souls going to Heaven." Harley explained. "Except the bomb guy. He went to Hell, on account of he didn't get a shadow. That's why there's only five."

"Taggart didn't leave a shadow either." Jurota pointed out. "After the explosion, there was nothing left of him except his dogtags."

"And Chad Davis wouldn't have left a shadow either if he was also an EXTREMIS subject gone wrong." Itsuka finished. "Only the blast crater that where he stood."

"Do you buy that?" Katsuki asked, incredulously.

"It's what everyone says." Harley replied. Katsuki shook his head, thinking. "You know what this crater reminds me of?"

"No idea. I'm not-I don't care." Katsuki shook his head.

"That giant wormhole in, um, in New York." Harley continued saying. "Does it remind you?"

"Oh no." Kirishima muttered, dreading what comes next.

"That's manipulative." Katsuki replied, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Are they coming back? The aliens?" Harley asked.

"Maybe. Can you stop?!" Katsuki asked, his voice raised. "Remember what I told you, that I have an anxiety issue?"

"Does this subject make you edgy?" Harley asked further.

"What is this kid, a psychiatrist?" Kamakiri asked.

"Yeah, a little bit." Katsuki's breathing became strained and rapid. "Can I just catch my breath for a second?"

"Kacchan." Izuku muttered sadly at seeing his normally strong friend breaking down.

"Are there bad guys in Rose Hill? Do you-Do you need a plastic bad to breathe into? D-Do you have medication?" Harley asked questioned after question, Stark growing progressively more anxious and breathing rapidly.

Bakugou would normally just yell at the kid, who wouldn't have heard him anyway, to shut up, but even he knew that the kid was just confused and inexperienced to such things as anxiety or PTSD.

"No." Katsuki answered.

"Do you need to be on it?"

"Probably."

"Do you have PTSD?"

"I don't think so."

"Are-Are you going completely mental?" Harleys noticed Katsuki's rapid breathing. "I can stop. Do you want me to stop?"

"Yes, please!" Tetsutetsu exclaimed. "I mean, I'm not angry at the kid, but Jesus."

"Remember when I said to Stop Doing That?" Katsuki snapped. "I swear that you're going to freak me out. "A few moments of silence occurred before, Katsuki shot up, grunting. "Ah, man, you did it, didn't you? You happy now?"

"What did I say?" Harley called out as Stark ran away down the street. "Hey! Wait up!"

Katsuki mumbled incoherently and panted, removing his cloak and stopping by the end of the street. The billionaire hero fell to his knees, removing his cap and scooping up snow to place over his sweating face.

Ibara clenched her hand over her heart, wiping away a tear that sprung from her eye at seeing Bakugou's look-alike in such a painful, suffering state. When she felt Setsuna's hand on her shoulder, she grasped onto it and squeezed it in appreciation.

Eri left from her seat on Deku's lap to walk over to Bakugou. She raised her arms up to him. Bakugou was taken aback by this, before shaking it off and picking up the girl at her silent request. The sweet girl hugged him tightly. Bakugou snickered weakly and just patted her head, happy that his 'niece' cared for him, and trying to ignore that hateful voice in his mind of Deku taunting at him that she wouldn't if she knew what he did to her Papa.

This interaction sparked warm smiles from many of the group either from Eri's show of comfort and care to Bakugou accepting and reciprocating his own affection for the girl that calls him Uncle. Ibara's heart drummed wildly at the sight of Bakugou and Eri, imagining him doing the same with a girl with long braided hair colored ash blonde.

"What the hell was that?" Harley asked as he caught up with the man.

Katsuki's response started with throwing the picked-up snow and tossing it at him. "Your fault. You spazzed me out." Katsuki said, placing his cap back on.

Mirio sighed. "Alright, looks like he's back to normal." Mirio said.

Eri broke the hug and looked to him with a smile. "Better?" She simply asked.

Bakugou was taken aback again at how someone could look at him with such care, but he smiled back regardless. "Better. Thanks kid." He replied, ruffling her hair to her giggles. "Now, run back to your nerd of a father."

"Okay." Eri said as she hopped off his lap and ran back to Deku.

The green-haired cinnamon bun scooped her up and hugged her with a proud smile. He looked back towards Bakugou with a grateful smile and nodded. Bakugou quickly returned to his normal self and just scoffed and looked back to the screen, Deku only sighing yet smiling all the same.

"Okay, back to business. Where were we?" Stark questioned. "The guy who died. Relatives? Mom? Mrs. Davis, where is she?"

"Where she always is." Harley replied, gesturing his thumb to a certain direction.

"See? Now, you're being helpful." Katsuki said.

On his own, Katsuki secured the cap over his face as he made his way into the bar. Before he could enter though, he accidentally bumped into a passing woman. "Sorry." Katsuki mumbled an apology. Noticing that she dropped something, Katsuki picked it up and called out to her with "Lady? Is this, uh..."

The woman turned back revealing more of her short red hair, white dress shirt and black dress pants under a snow jacket. Taking the item, she said "Thank you." As she was closer to him, Stark noticed more of her face, specifically the various traces of burn scars along the left side of his face.

Todoroki blinked in surprise at her similar scars on her left side, brushing his hand over his own scars.

"Nice haircut. It suits you." Stark made up an excuse for staring.

"Nice watch." The lady complimented back.

"Yeah. Limited addition." Stark replied.

"Well, I don't doubt it." She responded. "Well, have a good evening." With that said, she turned back to walk away.

"Well, that happened." Kamakiri shrugged. "Why did we need to see that?"

"Perhaps, there is more to do with that lady then we know." Nirengeki said, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.

With a nod, Katsuki entered the bar, passing by multiple celebrating patrons, Christmas decorations, and the town sheriff. Spotting a middle-aged woman, who looked to be drinking away her sorrows and fiddling with a pair of military dog tags, Katsuki went up to the miserable woman.

"Mrs. Davis." Katsuki greeted, setting his drink on the table. "Mind if I join you?"

"Free country." Mrs. Davis answered.

"I guess we should get used to people not noticing one of the most famous superheroes in the world?" Kosei questioned.

"She's obviously a bit drunk, both in grief and alcohol." Honenuki gestured to the empty shot glass. "Cut a bit of slack, dude."

"Sure is." Katsuki muttered, sitting down across from the woman.

"Alright." Mrs. Davis sighed, tired and expecting. "Where would you like to start?"

"Is she expecting him to ask him to like badmouth her and her son or something?" Setsuna raised an eyebrow.

"People deal with grief in different way." Mandalay replied, eyes darkened as she recalled the deaths of her cousin and her husband, the Water Hose Heroes. "Sometimes, they try forgetting or getting lost to avoid the pain, others take their anger out unfairly on other people."

Kouta flinched, remembering how much an asshole he was to his aunt, her teammates, everyone around him, and including Midoriya, his now idol, taking out his anger out on the world and everyone for what happened to his parents, even when they didn't deserve it.

Kouta felt a pat to the head and looked up to see Midoriya's smile, a sad smile, one Kouta realized was one of understanding and compassion, his idol clearly shown to not hold any sort of grudge towards Kouta. Kouta smiled weakly and nodded back in thanks, grateful they didn't have to say anything and embarrass him.

"I just want to say, I'm sorry about your loss." Stark began, sincerely. "I want to know what you think happened."

Mrs. Davis looked a mixture of taken back and uncomfortable. "Look, I brought you damn file. You take it, go." Mrs. Davis grumbled, grabbing and handing the file on the table. "Whatever was in here, he wanted no part of it."

"Huh?" Pony titled her head, confused.

Stark looked at the folder with Chad Davis's name on it, as well as 'Confidential'. Opening it and inspecting it for a bit, Katsuki replied with "Clearly, you're waiting for someone else. Huh? Supposed to meet them here."

"Wait, so, she was supposed to meet someone to give them a folder?" Kyoka questioned.

"Given what she said, it likely has something to do with her son." Melissa said. "Could David perhaps had had a change of heart over joining the EXTREMIS program?"

"Or maybe, he was lied to about what it entailed and when he found out, he tried to leave." Nejire spoke up.

"Sometimes, I forget that she's a one of the Big Three with her being such an airhead." Kaminari whispered to Mineta.

"I know, it makes her even hotter!" Mineta whispered back, steam shooting out his nose. "A ditzy airhead with smarts is the perfect combination of naivety and experienced that would do wonders to you with her boobs or mouth and know how to work it quickly!"

"I'm sorry, but did you boys say anything?" The two slowly turned their heads in dread at the smiling, yet darkly menacing Nejire, who had heard them.

The two tried lying and worming their way out with their lives and Izuku just drank his soda, not knowing exactly what they did to piss Nejire off, but if they incurred the normally sweet Nejire, then they totally deserved it. Izuku was also not complaining about finding Nejire's mixture of sweet and terrifying to be rather attractive.

Mrs. Davis inspected him carefully. "Yeah."

Looking back at the folder, Stark found on the righthand top of the folder the words 'MIA'.

"MIA?" Hawks raised an eyebrow. "Will that doesn't make sense?"

"How so?" Tokoyami asked his mentor.

"MIA would mean that Davis was 'Missing in Action', as that's what it stands for." Hawks began explaining. "But Davis seems to not have had any instant of going missing, only of returning home without issue. He also wouldn't be classified as KIA or 'Killed in Action', as he died outside of service and in 'suicide' as what everyone believes. So, something about this seems off."

Mrs. Davis looked at Stark with more realization as Katsuki continued looking over the file, finding Chad Davis's picture beside that of a familiar face, his name below listing him as Taggart, J.

"Taggart, J." Asui repeated the name. "Like Jack Taggart, the other EXTREMIS guy who blew up."

Closing the file, Katsuki, confidently, said "Mrs. Davis, your son didn't kill himself. I guarantee you; he didn't kill anyone." Mrs. Davis blinked in surprise. "Someone used him."

Mrs. Davis's eyes took on a shocked, vulnerable look. "W-What?" She questioned.

"As a weapon." Katsuki clarified more clearly.

Mrs. Davis breathed deeply with full realization. "You're not the person that called me after all, are you?" She guessed.

Instead of Katsuki responding, a badge placed on the table and a woman's voice replied "Actually, I am." Katsuki looked up to see it was the same red-haired woman from outside.

Shoda looked to Kamakiri with a smug grin, the latter simply rolling his eyes.

Just as he looked at her questionably, the woman smiled before grabbing his arm and slamming him onto the table.

"Woah, that escalated quickly!" Mic exclaimed.

"Woah woah woah, Hey! What's all this about?" The town sheriff noticed the commotion and walked over. "What the hell is going on here?"

The woman cuffed Stark's hands and replied to the sheriff "It's called an arrest." Picking up the cuffed Stark, she then threw him to the floor and turned back to the sheriff. "Sheriff, is it?"

"But why?" Uraraka asked. "Yeah, he is an asshole-" "Hey!" "But he didn't do anything wrong. And if she knows who he is, then still, why?"

"Yes, ma-am, it is." The sheriff nodded. "And you are?"

"Homeland Security." The scarred lady raised her badge for him to see. "We good here?"

Tsukauchi narrowed his eyes. "She is lying." He spoke.

"Care to explain for us, Detective?" Ryukyu asked.

"The very way she flashed her badge at the sheriff." Tsukauchi explained. "The manner and speed at which she did was too fast and almost hurried. The real deal normally holds them up more confidently and explain the information. Her asking if that was enough without the proper reasons explained, even to a town sheriff, wouldn't fly."

"No, we're not 'good'." The sheriff chuckled humorlessly. "I need a little more information than that."

"Case in point." Tsukauchi gestured.

"Well, I think it's a little above your pat grade, Sheriff." The lady replied, Stark and Mrs. Davis locking eyes. At Stark's jerk of the head to the side, the old mother, quickly, grabbed the folder and sneakily tossed it to the corner of the bar Stark jerked his head towards.

"Wise." Midnight nodded. "No words said to not alert them, easy to follow, and all to keep the woman from endangering her more. Well done."

"Yeah?" The sheriff questioned. "Well, why don't you get on the horn to Nashville and, uh, upgrade me?"

"Alright, you know what? I was hoping to do this the smart way, but uh, the fun way is always good." The woman replied, walking closer to the sheriff, her hand, where her badge was held, started glowing molten red. Stark's eyes raised wide, shocked.

Mei's eyes widened too. "She's another EXTREMIS subject!" She exclaimed.

"Deputy, get this woman out of-" The Sherriff's words were cut off by the EXTREMIS powered woman slamming the burning hot badge to the side of his face. The Sheriff's screamed mixed with the sizzling of his face and the screaming of the bar patrons. The woman, eyes and veins glowing red, ripped the badge of his sizzling face and ripped off the sheriff's gun, forcefully off of him and shot the Deputy beside him before shooting the Sheriff dead with a satisfied smirk.

Tsukauchi growled in anger at the deaths of the two officers, and how cold and ruthlessly the woman dispatched them, almost like she enjoyed it.

Katsuki made a breakout of the bar with the EXTREMIS lady stalking after him, ignoring the clamor and screams of the civilians. Turning back, the still cuffed Stark yelled out "Hey, hot wings, you want to party? Come on, you and me, let's go."

"Wait, he left the papers!" Kinoko pointed out.

"Stark has the right of it, Komori." Vlad King responded. "The files are hidden in the corner of the room and Stark bolting out and calling to her draws the EXTREMIS woman's attention away from the files."

"Stark can then either lose her and circle back for the documents or deal with the dangerous threat and get the files later." Aizawa followed up in Vlad's lecture.

Stark began running right down the street, only to slide to a stop. Off at the end of the street, Eric Savin, eyes and body glowing from EXTREMIS, got out of his car, drink in hand. Savin gestured the cup to him before dumping it out and making his way towards Stark.

"Kenji." Izuku muttered, accidentally calling Savin by his counterpart's name.

Bakugou growled in anger at the bastard responsible for Happy sent into the hospital and who nearly blew him up.

Stark turned around and ran the other way, towards the cars and stores. As Savin raised his gun to shoot him, a snowball came out of nowhere and threw off his aim, the bullet landing on a store window. He looked to see who shot him, getting the barest glimpse of Harley backing up and hiding behind a telephone pole.

"Kid has good aim." Snipe nodded, impressed.

Stark spun into cover behind a car, looking down to see a man hiding for cover as well. "Crazy, huh?" Stark asked.

"Yep." The man nodded.

"What an understatement." Pixie Bob snickered.

Looking back for a moment, Stark looked the man and said, "Watch this." In a sprint, Stark ran past the hiding man and jumped through a store glass window, crashing through the window as glass shattered around him.

"Is he trying to find a place to hide?" Hagakure asked.

"Probably." Asui nodded. "He also might be trying to find something to break the cuffs he has on him."

The EXTREMIS woman stalked up towards Katsuki, a civilian stalking towards her, cocking a shotgun to fire on her. The woman swiftly turned and yanked the shotgun of the man's hands before kicking him away.

"While I respect the courage of the man to stand up against this threat, he was too close to her and thus was able to disarm him." Ectoplasm said.

As Stark got up, he saw the woman cocking and aiming the gun at him. Swiftly, Stark hopped over the counter of the store, the pellets shattering the glass on the counter while Stark, his cuffed hands behind his back flipped to his front mid-hop, raised his arms in cover of the glass.

The woman discarded the gun, took off her black dress jacket, and made her way towards the store. Stark crawled, hiding behind the counter. He looked over the counter to check for her, only to turn to his right and come face to face with the EXTREMIS-enhanced woman.

"Ah! Jesus!" Kaminari jumped in frightful surprise.

The woman grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the wall. The woman slammed her elbow across Stark's face, making him tumble by the counter to the kitchen. The lady grabbed Stark's cuffed hands, raised them up into the air and flipped him backwards onto the counter. Stark flipped his body over the counter, the woman flipping over with him and raised his hands in the air, who then slammed him against the wall again. The woman smiled flirtatiously.

Setsuna wisely decided to inch her way away from as her vine hair started to rise. Ibara's fear of Katsuki's endangerment suddenly gave way to righteous fury.

Hooking his arms behind her, the EXTREMIS soldier grabbed Stark's head, her eyes and veins glowing magma red. Stark rushed forward, spinning them around and jumping over the counter to end up on one side of the counter and the woman on the other, the woman pinned to her back on the counter, held back by the chain of Katsuki's cuffs.

"Clever." Midnight nodded. "Using the cuffs as a way to choke out your opponent."

"Guess we should be glad that there are no criminals here to learn from this." Mic chuckled lightly.

Pulling with a grunt to try and choke her out, the woman only chuckled, the area around her neck glowing brighter orange, the chain of the cuffs heating up till the cuffs broke apart. Stark stumbled back, quickly removing the burning hot cuffs off his hands.

"Well, didn't choke her out, but hey, he got rid of the cuffs so, win-win, I guess." Mount Lady shrugged.

Looking to his left, Stark grabbed an open jug full of oil, slammed it into the ground and kicked it towards the doorway into the kitchen, between him and the EXTREMIS woman, leaving a trail of oil. Kicking the burning hot cuff, the cuffs hit the oil trail and set the pathway into the kitchen ablaze in a wall of fire.

"Nice attempt there man, but I don't think fire is going to work against those kinds of bad guys." Kirishima said.

The woman stalked towards the fire, smirking humorously, before stepping onto the fire, walking through with seemingly little issue.

"See?" Kirishima gestured.

"Just shut up and watch, Shitty Hair!" Bakugou replied, smirking at the screen. "That chick is toast."

Stark pressed buttons on a microwave and turned it on, the machine turning on and heating up. Looking back to the doorway, where the fire roared on the other side, Katsuki yelled "You walked right into this one. I've dated hotter chicks than you, Scarface."

The doors slammed open, the woman stumbling out, her clothes cooked and burning and her body and covered in third-degree burns from the fire, yet she still breathed, and the burns were rapidly healing. "That's all you got?" The lady mocked. "A cheap trick, a cheesy one-liner, and a lame insult?"

"I don't think she's quite toast, man." Sero scratched his head.

"Wait for it." Bakugou simply said.

Stark replied by ripping off a pipe from the wall, the pipe leaking out gas. "Sweetheart, that could be the name of my autobiography." Stark then ran out the door to the outside. The woman began to stalk after him, but the sparking and hissing made her looked to her side. Inside the microwave, being heated up, were a pair of dog tags. The woman looked to the hissing gas hissing in.

Eyes of the group started to widen as they caught onto Stark's plan.

As the microwave began to spark, the woman smirked, realizing just then what he did. The resulting explosion of fire exploded out the wall, Stark taking cover behind a door to an ice storage box from the flames that spewed out. Stark got up, stumbling as people ran past him. He looked above to see the EXTREMIS woman's dead body slump on the powerlines of the telephone poles.

"BOOM! Heal From That You Bitch!" Bakugou exclaimed, flicking the dead EXTREMIS woman off.

"He used the microwave to create a spark that would ignite the whole kitchen with her inside." Melissa analyzed. "And gambled that the explosive force of the kitchen would be enough to kill her."

"And I guess we found out how durable an EXTREMIS soldier can be." Izuku wrote down the info. "They seem to be able to survive and regenerate from regular to major injuries, but a big enough explosive force or fatal wound could be enough to take them out for good."

"But what about that Savin guy?" Sato asked. "He was at ground zero for that explosion of his friend in the Theatre. How did he survive?"

"When the man, Taggart, was beginning to glow, Savin seemed to run, knowing that he was going to explode." Amajiki said. "And we saw how after the explosion, Savin got out of cover. If he were fully immune to the explosion or could survive it, then he wouldn't have hidden or ran."

Before Stark could take a moment of brief relief, the sounds of metal bending and cracking sounded. He looked to his side to see the nearby water tower bending and shifting, one of its metal legs glowing molten hot from Savin's magma hot hands heating the metal.

"Uh oh." Mina gulped in worry.

With a gasp, Katsuki began to run. Savin grunted as he pulled the heated metal down, the molten metal bending like clay. Katsuki stumbled and stopped as a fence blocked his path. Hearing the groan of metal, Katsuki looked up to see the water tower collapsing down, towards him. It crashed into the ground, the water bursting out and crashing through a small building, instantly flooding the area where Stark was with a flood of water and crumbling metal.

"Kacchan!/Katsuki!" Izuku and Ibara exclaimed in fear.

As the water cleared, Katsuki, laying on top of a pile of metal beams, shook himself from his daze, grunting as he tried to get up, only to find his leg trapped under a couple of the beams.

"Oh, thank God!" Mina sighed in relief.

"But how did he survive?" Manga questioned; a question mark an exclamation point in his text bubble. "That was an entire water tower and perhaps tons of force of water, and he was without the suit this time."

"I'm just built different, Extra!" Was Bakugou smug reply.

"Let Me Go!" Harley's yell caught Stark's attention, looking up to see Harley over Savin's shoulder, struggling to get off of the EXTREMIS soldier.

"Oh no." Uraraka gasped. "He got Harley."

"That must have been what Savin was doing throughout Stark encounter with the other EXTREMIS soldier." Iida said, frowning.

"Help me!" Savin mockingly mimicked Harley. Katsuki tried lifting the metal off to free his foot, but to no avail. "Anyway," Savin sat down a chair with Harley in his lap. Savin placed his glowing veined hand around the kid's neck threateningly. "Hey, kid, what would you like for Christmas?"

"Worst Santa ever." Setsuna said.

"Agreed." Ibara nodded, finding this Savin far from good as old St. Nick.

"Mr. Stark, I'm so sorry." Harley called out.

"No, no, no. I think he was trying to say, 'I want my goddamn file'." Savin said.

"He doesn't know he has it." Itsuka said.

"But he does know where it is, back at the bar." Yui replied.

"It's not your fault, kid." Stark ignored the man and addressed the struggling kid. "Remember what I told you about bullies?"

As Savin placed his hand on top of Harley's head, the brown-haired kid acted, bringing up the capsule Stark gave him earlier, turning away as he set it off in front of Savin's face. A blinding flash of light stunned Savin, Harley taking the moment to jumped and ran away as Savin fell to the ground.

"The anti-bully thing that he gave him earlier!" Hagakure exclaimed. "It worked!"

"Although, I find that such a weapon would be rather unfortunate to use on someone with epilepsy." Kamui commented.

"Oh, God." Death Arms chuckled morbidly.

"Yeah, you like that, Westworld?" Katsuki mocked while Savin got back up. "That's the thing about smart guys, we always cover our ass."

Iida looked over to Midoriya and nodded, remembering his smart friend saving him from his not-so-smart warp path against Stain. Izuku nodded back with a smile.

With a flick of his wrist, a bracelet on Stark right arm shot out to form a respulsor blaster. Taking Savin by surprise, Katsuki fired a blast straight at the EXTREMIS soldier's face, blasting the man back into a pile, his body slumping as his head was a burnt, skull exposing mess.

Claps and cheers were raised for Stark, though his counterpart, for once, didn't accept the praise with his usual smugness. Instead, Bakugou frowned, unsure what to feel about Savin in the end, given his complicated history with his counterpart and Deku.

Meanwhile, Mei focused more on Stark's bracelet. "Hmm, was that something he made from the tools he had Harley get him?" Mei pondered.

"Only the pneumatic actuator and the spring would work for the blaster but given the size it would have to be a small one." Melissa responded. "But its an interesting option if one were to not have the suit." Melissa wrote down the notes for the blaster.

Katsuki hissed, swiftly removing the repulsor bracelet as it hissed and steamed, tossing it away and landing to show the lens cracked and worthless.

"And it seems it was a one-use thing, so last resort kind of thing." Melissa muttered, quickly writing that down.

Grabbing a plank of wood, Katsuki used the wood to lift the beam as leverage, and yank his foot out, free. Getting up, he jogged to the slumped man's body and dug into the man's pocket, pulling another pair of dog tags.

"So, that makes Taggart, Davis, and now Savin." Jurota counted. "And I bet that that woman was also another war veteran, those scars likely coming from her time in service."

Walking out of the bar Katsuki returned to, with the file in hand, he was greeted with Harley. "You're welcome." The kid said.

"For what? Did I miss something?" Katsuki asked, confused, the two walking down the street.

"Me, saving your life." Harley clarified.

"Yeah. A, I saved you first. B, thanks. Sort of." Katsuki corrected and thanked. "And C, if you do someone a solid, don't be a yutz. Alright? Just play it cool. Otherwise, you come off grandiose."

At the last part, the students looked to Bakugou in unison. Noticing the stares, ranging from ranged eyebrows and amused looks, Katsuki exploded out "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU EXTRAS STARING AT?!"

"Unlike you?" Harley questioned, as they arrived at a car.

"Huh, would you look at that. The child said what we were about to say to you." Monoma mocked.

For once, Monoma was fortunate 1-A saved his face from a murderous explosive teen's crackling palm.

"Admit it, you need me." Harley declared. "We're connected."

'I mean-' Izuku thought, remembering that this Harley was Katsuma's counterpart, someone that he and Kacchan shared history with on Nabu Island. 'He's kind of not wrong.'

"What I need is for you to go home, be with your mom, keep your trap shut, guard the suit, and stay close to the telephone, because if I call, you better pick up. Okay, Yeehaw?" Katsuki said, yanking the cowboy hat off of Harley's head. "Can you feel that? We're done here. Move out of the way, or I'm gonna run you over. Bye kid."

"It's the responsible choice." Mandalay nodded. "Harley's intervention may have saved Stark from Savin before, but it likewise put him in danger. The best thing for him is to stay home and help far from the action."

Stark got into the car and started it as Harley stood there. Lowering the side window, Katsuki said "I'm sorry, kid. You did good."

"So, now you're just gonna leave me here, like my dad?" Harley asked, almost vulnerable.

Izuku and Bakugou both flinched at that.

Katsuki blinked his eyes in thought. "Yeah." He nodded. "Wait, you are guilt-tripping me, aren't you?"

"I'm cold." Harley whimpered childishly.

"I can tell." Katsuki replied in a mocking child voice. "You know how I can tell? Because we're connected."

With a smug smile, Katsuki drove off, leaving Harley alone. "It was worth a shot." Harley groaned in defeat.

"Damn, that was cold and hilarious." Setsuna chuckled.

Back at the wreckage of the water tower, steam and heat hissed from Salvin's face as it reformed quickly. Savin jerked up, coughing and alive, palming his face to mitigate the headache he felt.

"He's Alive?!" Mineta exclaimed.

"I guess not all fatal injuries will be enough." Todoroki said. "It could be that unless a vital organ like the brain or heart is destroyed, they can continue reviving."

"You get this. It's affordable. It's gorgeous." A television commercial for a Christmas tree played. "It goes with any decor-" The signal cut off to another error screen with the Mandarin symbol on it.

"Oh, great, another video from that whackjob." Mina groaned.

"What happened to picture?" A woman in a room full of computer and other workers questioned as multiple monitors of different news channels and stations all cut to the same picture. More and more, all throughout the country, television monitors all cut to the Mandarin's symbol, with more and more people tuning in.

"The entire East Coast," One of the technicians in the monitoring room said. "The satellites are down."

"That is rather concerning." Nezu said, not comfortable a terrorist group can hack into half of a country's satellites that easily.

The scene shifted to Capitol Hill. "Mr. Vice President," A man spoke to Vice President Rodriguez, a middle aged, balding man. "I think you should see this."

As the man changed the footage on the screen in the office, Rodriguez groaned. "God, not again. Is the President getting this?"

On Air Force One, President Ellis and the people around him looked to the television screen on the office space.

Finally, the error screen changed to rapid-fire footage of chaos, looting, rioting, and destruction, ending on the red screen with the Mandarin's symbol before showing the Mandarin himself. "Mr. President." The Mandarin spoke. "Only two lessons remain." People from across the East country watched. "And I intend to finish this before Christmas morning."

"Wow, what a shitty Christmas present." Kamakiri snarled.

"Meet Thomas Richards." The screen paned back to see the Mandarin aiming a gun at the head of a middle-aged man on the floor. "Good strong name. Good strong job."

"Shit, he has a hostage." Death Arms cursed.

"Thomas, here, is an accountant for the Roxxon Oil Corporation." The man sobbed in complete terror; President Ellis sat straight in his seat. "But I'm sure he's a really good guy." The man sobbed out loud again. "I'm going to shoot him in the head." The man sobbed out more terrified. "Live on your television in 30 seconds."

"No!" The man wailed.

"Sick bastard!" Miruko growled in disgust. Ryukyu herself growled, almost like a dragon with similar disgust.

"The number for this telephone is in your cell phone." The Mandarin gestured to the old-looking phone on the nightstand next to him. "Exciting, isn't it, image how it got there? American, if your President calls me in the next half-minute, Tom lives. "Go!"

The President quickly brought out his phone and turned it on. "How did he hack my phone?" The President questioned, showing one of his cabinet members the screen, showing only the number, the call button, and the Mandarin symbol.

"That is an interesting problem." Nezu muttered, eyes narrowed in suspicion, while the cogs of his mind worked. 'Could there be a mole of some sort in the White House?'

"We can't allow terrorists to dictate-" The man advised.

"I have to make this call." The President said.

"I strongly advised against that." The man argued again.

"This is the right thing to do." The President argued back, standing up. With a deep breathe, the President press the button and placed the phone to his ear.

"It's a difficult situation." Endeavor said. "Calling him could be a trap to pinpoint his location or hack further into his phone."

"But, if he doesn't then he will be seen as responsible or weak to the country." Toshinori jumped in. "And an innocent man would die."

The phone by the Mandarin's side began ringing to the Mandarin's blank face. Tom looked up to the phone with a spark of hope in his eyes.

"Yes." Pony muttered; her own eyes hopeful that the man was saved.

Immediately, the Mandarin raised the gun at Tom. Everywhere people jumped, flinched, and exclaimed in horror at the sound of gunfire and slumping body. President Ellis and the people of the country looked to the screen with absolute horror.

The audience was equally left speechless, with wide eyes and hands over mouths in horror. Bakugou looked completely enraged, and even Midoriya, after he shook of the horrified shock and hugged the whimpering Eri onto his chest, looked downright murderous. Shoto was also showed angry, yet mouth quivered in guilt that his older brother's counterpart was a part of this.

All Might was so enraged he buffed momentarily into his buff form, his eyes blazing blue with fury. Endeavor growled, his teeth masing together in a growl that, like his son, quivered in guilt at what his eldest's counterpart was involved with this murderer.

"There's just one lesson left, President Ellis. So run away, hide, kiss your children goodbye. Because nothing, not your army, not your red, white, and blue attack dog can save you!" The Mandarin shouted. "I'll see you soon." The screen switched to the Mandarin symbol over the error screen.

"W-W-What the Hell Was the Final Lesson?!" Tetsutetsu yelled enraged.

"Perhaps it is that fear can bring even the mightiest of us down and obey the whims of a terrorist." Tokoyami suggested.

"Maybe." Melissa said, narrowing her eyes to the screen. "But I feel like there is something more going on here."

"Tell Kirishima, find this lunatic right now." President Ellis demanded.

"Aye aye, sir." Kirishima muttered; his eyes narrowed with rage.

"Sir, we tracked the broadcast signal." A military aide revealed. "We have a possible point of origin in Pakistan and the Patriot is ready to strike."

"Right now." Ellis ordered again.

"Yes, sir." The aide said.

"Go get the psychopath, bro." Tetsutetsu muttered.

The scene switched to Stark driving down the road, the car on automatic drive as Stark reviewed over the papers of the file. Finding nothing, Stark slammed the powers down on the passenger seat, frustrated. "Man. Happy, Happy, Happy." Stark muttered as he tried to think on what was going on. Looking back to the papers, Katsuki noticed something, focusing on the MIA on the righthand top corner. Grabbing the paper, he reviewed it and flipped it over, revealing on the other side the MIA to switch to AIM. Stark frowned and rolled his eyes in frustration.

"Oh, my God." Momo cursed, hand over her head. "How did we not figure that out?"

"Well, at least Stark now knows that Todoroki is involved." Ojiro said. "Oh um, not you Todoroki, or your dad, I-I meant your brother-er or rather his counterpart."

"No offense taken." Shoto waved off the apology.

The metal doors of the room were ripped fiercely open, on the opening end Kirishima wearing the Iron Patriot suit.

"Iron Patriot in the building, assholes!" Kirishima exclaimed, pumped up fists in the air.

He aimed his left fist, the barrel of a small machine gun popping out, over the room's occupants, which were Middle Eastern men in dirty robes and clothes. "Don't Move!" Kirishima ordered to the men; their hands raised in surrender.

As he inspected them one by one, the ring of a telephone rang suddenly, Kirishima perking up in confusion. "Uh...hang on a second." Kirishima said to the confused men, turning away from the men, lowering his left arm and raising the right to the side of his helm. "Hello?"

"Yeah, that definitely seems like the right time to make a call, Kiri." Mina shook her head with a smile. Kirishima had the decency to rub his neck, embarrassed.

"You ever have a chick straddling you and you look up and suddenly she's glowing from the inside out, kind of bright orange?" Katsuki Stark's voice came out on the call, the scene shifting to Stark still driving while looking over the papers of AIM.

"What a question to just say when calling someone." Pixie Bob shook her head and snickered.

"Yeah, I've had that." Kirishima replied, nonchalantly. "Who is this?"

"What kind of chicks have other you've been dating, Kirishima?" Mineta raised an eyebrow, snickering.

"More than you, your purple midget." Bakugou fired.

"OOOOHHH!" The guys exclaimed, hand cupped in front of their mouths, and even Kaminari placed his hands over his cheeks in mock shock. Mineta hung his head down, ashamed that he let himself be set up like that.

"It's me pal." Katsuki revealed himself to Kirishima's widening smile." Now, last time I went missing, if I remember correctly, you came looking for me. What are you doing?"

"Yeah, like what the hell, bro?" Sero teased the red-haired teen. "No, rescuing your bro from the horrors of Tennessee?"

"Hey, I have a terrorist to find and put behind bars." Kirishima defended himself. "And they all thought Bakubro was killed not missing, big difference."

"A little knock-and-talk, making friends in Pakistan." Ejiro replied, looking back to the surrendering men for a moment. "What are you doing?"

"Your redesign, your big rebrand, that was AIM, right?" Stark asked.

"Yeah." Kirishima answered, confused.

"Wait, why would he have another company redesign Stark's suit?" Melissa asked, confused. "I thought the whole previous movie was about Stark trying not to let some corrupt company get ahold of his suit?"

"Well...um...President's orders?" Kirishima responded, his answer more like a question, even to him.

"Well, regardless, Kiri's suit might be tampered by the bad guys." Mina threw her arms up in exclamation.

Stark huffed and tossed the paper in his hands to the bottom of the passenger seat in frustration. "I'm gonna find a heavy-duty comm sat right now, I need your login."

"It's the same as it's always been, 'WarMachine68'." Kirishima responded.

Mineta hissed in disappointment. "Ah, man!" Mineta groaned out loud.

Kirishima looked to him in confusion. "What?" Kirishima asked.

Mina shook his head in disappointment. "Kiri, Kiri, my man, I am sorely disappointed in you." Mina said, her voice sounding serious and disappointed.

"What? What did I do?" Kirishima asked again, looking more desperately lost.

"Your login, man!" Kaminari exclaimed, he too disappointed. "You didn't put 69! Are you not cultured, my dude?!"

Laughs and chuckles came from most of the students, with even Kirishima chuckling and shaking his head fondly when he figured it out. The only few outliers, such as Kyoka placing her face into her hands and shaking her head, Momo pinching the bridge of her nose, Bakugou face-palming hard, and Iida and Ibara looking rather confused.

"What is everybody laughing about?" Ibara asked, confused as to the reaction from everyone.

Setsuna tapped her shoulder before whispering into her ear. The resulting information whispered into her ear, that was also being done to Iida by Asui, had the two blushing bright red and proclaiming the whole of their classmates as perverts and lustful sinners.

"And password, please?" Katsuki asked further.

"Well, look, I gotta change it every time you hack in, Katsuki." Kirishima replied.

"No respect for privacy, Bakugou?" Kamakiri taunted.

"And it's likely a military associated account, so that's even worse." Shoda muttered.

"ZIP IT!"

"It's not the '80s, nobody says 'hack' anymore." Stark retorted. "Give me your login."

Kirishima sighed, his face dejected. "'WAR MACHINE ROX' with an 'X', all caps." He revealed.

One of the men laughed nervously, only to be shut up by Kirishima's minigun on his shoulder aiming at him, without looking. Katsuki meanwhile burst out laughing.

His laughs infected the rest of the students. Kirishima's head now matched the same color as his hair.

"AHAHAHA! Other Me Told Your Stupid Ass That That Name Was Dogshit!" Bakugou laughed.

"Shut up." Kirishima weakly muttered but cracked up a smirk.

"Yeah, okay." Kirishima sighed and shook his head.

"That is so much better than 'Iron Patriot'." Stark declared, turning the wheel sharply, the car, in response, spinning around till it faced the opposite end of the road and began driving back where he came from.

As the car drove down, the building he passed was shown to be the County Memorial Hall, with the news on the sign saying that the event occurring was the Miss Chattanoga Christmas Pageant. "Nice, Nice." The host said in his mic on the stage, beside him a beautiful blonde woman in a plain white, two-piece bikini with a blue scarf around her. Behind them were a line of other women in similar attire. "I have one question for you. What would you like for Christmas this year?"

Mineta's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, and the boys could swear that they heard a kazoo or something flare out as Mineta's tongue flopped out, drooling like a dog.

The woman took the mic from the host. "Well, David..." She began to say to the crowd.

The scene shifted quickly back outside, with Stark, in his disguise and carrying a bundle of wires, sneaking through the crowd of people, from reporters, technicians, firefighters, and civilians.

"NO!" Mineta wailed in misery at the sudden change away from the hot babes.

"You deserve all of this." Kyoka muttered, her face cold and emotionless as she stabbed the purple perv's ear with her jack and fired her heartbeat, stunning and shocking the perve.

He stopped and lowered his hat as someone arguing on the phone passed him. After seeing the coast was clear, Stark turned to the news van behind him and opened the backdoor, quickly sneaking in.

"Once more time! Ms. Elk Ridge, everybody!" The host said to the crowd as the event was shown broadcasted on the screens of the news vans. In one of them, Stan Lee, as one of the judges, shown his score of a perfect 10.

"That dude, again?!" Kamakiri exclaimed. "Why the hell does he keep showing up in these?!"

"At this point, we should just accept it." Shoda groaned, throwing his arms up in the air in exasperation.

The sound cut from the broadcast once Katsuki pressed on the blue square button of Channel D, checking on the equipment. "Because you erase my shows!" A man could be heard yelling outside, drawing Stark's attention. Stark directed his attention towards the laptop that he started typing in. A window popped out with the title Speed on one corner, with a speedometer and numbers for the Ping and Download speed shown.

The speedometer rose to indicate a slow connection speed of 9.0 mbps. "Well, that ain't gonna cut it." Stark muttered to himself.

As he began typing further, the backdoor opened with the man from earlier continuing talking. "We talked about this." The cameraman looked to Katsuki with confusion. "Excuse me, sir. I don't know who..."

"Shh." Katsuki shushed the man quietly, turning the seat to who the cameraman who he was.

The cameraman's jaw dropped in awe, to Katsuki's wide smile. "Mom, I need to call you back. Something magical is happening." The cameraman said quickly, hanging up just as quickly. "Katsuki Stark is in my van."

"Oh, good." Kirishima sighed. "He was caught by a fan."

"An adult fan that apparently still lives with his mom." Kyoka pointed out.

"Hey, don't bash him for that too harshly, little listener." Mic jumped in. "House and apartment prices were expensive, and not eveyone is a billionaire superhero, or just a billionaire."

"Shh. Keep it down." Stark shushed the man again as the cameraman took of his shades and started to gape and fanboy.

"Katsuki Stark is in my van!" The man said again, his voice rising with his excitement.

"No, he's not." Stark shook his head.

"I knew you were still alive!" The man admitted with excitement.

"Then shut up and quite trying to blow my cover, Rip off Deku!" Bakugou yelled.

"Hey!" Izuku exclaimed, a little offended.

"Deku, seriously?" Uraraka questioned her crush with a raised eyebrow and teasing smirk

Izuku sighed. "Okay, fair enough." He relented, to her and the girls' chuckles.

"Come on in. Close the door." Katsuki whispered, gesturing for the man to come in.

The fanboy quickly stumbled inside, gasping excitedly, to which Katsuki shushed him again. "Oh, wow. Can I just say, sir-" "Yep." "I am your biggest fan." The fanboy claimed, his hands over his head gesturing that his mind was blown.

"Every fan says that they are your biggest fan." Mount Lady said, rolling her eyes. "Honestly, the number of times I had fanboys fighting each other for that honor is a little annoying."

"First world problems." Death Arms grumbled, earning a sharp glare from the Gigantification Hero.

"Okay. First, is this your van?" Stark quickly asked. "Is anyone else gonna come in?"

"No, no, no. Just us." The fanboy shook his head.

"Great, what's your name?" Katsuki asked further.

"Gary." The man replied.

"Gary." Katsuki repeated the name, standing up and shaking Gary's hand.

"Oh, wow." The fanboy gasped.

"How much you wanna bet that he's never going to clean that hand again?" Sero asked.

"I'm not taking another bet." Kaminari shook his head, crossing his arms. "I'm down to petty cash here."

"Maybe you should just-" Mineta put on a pair of sunglasses. "Get good."

"Boo!" Mina and Hagakure booed the cringe response.

"Right there is fine." Stark warned as the fanboy walked closer. "Okay?" "Okay." The two smiled and chuckled. "I get a lot of this, it's okay."

"Remember, kiddos, that this is how things will be when you all go Pro." Mount Lady reminded the students. "Annoying and evasive they may be, but it's a part of Hero lifestyle that you will have to adapt and get used to."

"You, giving out helpful advice?" Midnight raised an eyebrow at her rival. "Maybe the students have a point in believing the world is ending."

"Hey!" Yuu exclaimed, offended and almost got into another verbal sparring match with the U.A. teacher before their respective friends broke them up.

"Oh, good." Gary nodded. "Can I just say?"

"What do you want? Yeah." Stark asked.

"I don't know if you can tell, but I have," Gary took of his red cap to show his similar hairstyle to Katsuki's spiky hair, only with brown hair. "But I have, like, patterned my whole look after you. My hair's a little...because theirs's no product in it-"

"It's fine." Katsuki calmed the fanboy down, a little disturbed.

The students were laughing at the mega fanboy and how disturbed both Stark and Bakugou looked, especially when the fanboy's brown hair made him look a lot more like his dad.

"Right." Gary nodded, putting back his cap. "I don't want to make things awkward for you, but I do have to show you-BOOM!" He brought up his sleeve to show a tattoo of Katsuki's face on his forearm, only his hair was black.

"A Hispanic Scott Baio." Stark responded, more disturbed, yet calm.

Mina was hugging her sides in laughter. "Oh, I can't believe that he just roasted himself that hard!" Mina laughed.

"SHUT UP BEFORE I ROAST YOU, PINKY!" Bakugou roared out, his face red from rage, but mostly embarrassment.

Upon Gary's chuckle, Stark blinked in recognition. "I'm sorry. Is that me?"

"Yeah." The fanboy nodded and smiled wide. "I mean...I had them do it off a doll that I made, so it's not like it's off a picture. And I accidentally dyed the hair black instead of blonde so-"

"Gary. Listen to me, okay?" Stark grabbed Gary by the shoulders and looked at him in the eyes. "I don't want to clip your wings, here. We're both a little over-excited."

"One more so than the other." Sen muttered.

"I got an issue. I'm chasing bad guys." Katsuki continued to reveal. "I'm trying to grab a little something from some hard-crypt data files. I don't have enough juice. I need you to jump on the roof. Recalibrate the ISDNs. Pump it up by about 40%. Alright? It's a mission."

"Got it. Yeah." The cameraman nodded.

"Katsuki needs Gary." Stark said.

"And Gary needs Katsuki." Gary said in reply.

"Be quiet about it. Go." Katsuki said again.

"Yeah." Gary nodded and went his way.

"That was actually quite nice of the kid to send his fanboy on a mission." Hawks snickered.

"Just I always say, no matter if you are a Hero or a civilian, anyone can step up and be a Hero!" All Might proclaimed, buffed up for extra effect.

Izuku and Melissa smiled at each other, remembering their adventure in I-Island where Midoriya was sure that he and the rest would have never saved David Shield without Melissa's help. Izuku also thought back to Rody, his friend from Otheon that he ended up on a road trip hiding from the world that believed him to a murderer thanks to Humarize. Izuku thought to how if it weren't for Rody and Pino, Rody's Quirk, that Humarize would have won and had their Trigger Bombs detonate. Rody was just a civilian, yet saved the world, just like a Hero.

Gary was shown connecting wires on the roof of the van. With his task complete, he knocked on the side of the van. Getting the signal, Katsuki knocked of the top shelf of the van in reply.

"Thank you, Mr. Gary!" Eri thanked the Stark fanboy. "Thank you helping, Uncle Kacchan!"

Eri was immediately hounded by cooing girls that all wanted to hug the adorable unicorn, especially Melissa, much to Eri's delight.

"Not to be a spoilsport or anything, but I think you guys might be spoiling her." Mineta whispered over to Deku. "Aren't you afraid she will grow up to be a bit of a diva."

"No." Izuku said with no hesitation, looking at Eri with nothing but pride and love. "No, I don't think she will. It's not in her nature."

"Whatever you say." Mineta shrugged. "Just don't say I didn't warn you."

Katsuki typed on the screen again, pulling up another window with the typed in coordinates and numbers. A window popped up of a login into National Security Contractors. Katsuki typed in Kirishima's login and password. Upon entering, and with a second, Stark was granted access into AIM's systems.

With the firewalls down, Stark clicked onto files on Project EXTREMIS and several folders, including candidate interviews. Clicking on it, Stark was shown a list of candidates, including Sergeant Chad Davis and Jack Taggart.

Clicking on Davis's picture, a video began playing, showing the young Sergeant being interviewed. Pressing Enter, the video began playing with Touya's voice revealed as the interviewer.

"What would you regard as the defining moment of your life?" Touya's voice asked.

"Well, uh, I think that would be the day I decided not to let my injury beat me." Davis answered, the video zooming closer to his face.

"He's interviewing them?" Pony questioned.

"He wanted to see if they were desperate and willing enough to take participate in the project." Shinsou replied.

Katsuki looked back on the list of candidates, this time clicking on one called Ellen Brandt's. The video began with the woman that Katsuki had fought beforehand. Ellen, her red hair longer and her grey, sleeveless tank top revealing that she was missing her left arm. "Will you please state your name for the camera?" Touya asked her.

"Ellen Brandt." Ellen said.

"That's the lady that attacked Stark!" Kinoko pointed out.

"I guess we now know what drove her to accept EXTREMIS." Awase muttered, looking at the missing limb.

Miruko scratched her left arm, subconsciously feeling the limb itchy for some reason.

Katsuki shook his head, recognizing her, and paid more attention to the video as Touya continued talking. "Okay. So, the Injections are administered periodically." Touya informed, the video switching to Touya's face, looking more rugged and his hairs still fully white. "Addiction will not be tolerated." Stark snapped his fingers and pointed at the screen, likewise, recognizing Todoroki. "And those who cannot regulate will be cut from the program."

"This EXTREMIS must be highly addictive." Fat Gum stated. "Must be why that Taggart guy looked so desperate to get it from Savin."

The video paused as Stark began typing again, showing another video, this one labeled the Injection Test Phase 1. "Once misfits, cripples..." Touya spoke, his hair a ponytail. "You are the next iteration of human evolution."

Stark paused the video and switched to another folder labeled the Project Overview. Clicking on the first of the files under it showed a video of Injection Tests Phase 01. "Alright, everybody, before we start..." Touya's voice spoke as it showed video camera footage of the candidates, including Chad and Ellen, being led by doctors and nurses into a lab with a few machines. "I promise you, looking back at your life, there will be nothing as bitter as the memory of that glorious risk you prudently elected to forego."

The candidates were shown being strapped into standing gurneys with machines and hospital equipment. "Today is your glory. Let's begin." Touya proclaimed, the doctors and nurses shown administering what must be EXTREMIS into the tubes, injecting the candidates. One video showed Ellen as she was injected with EXTREMIS, her eyes and veins starting to glow the familiar orange red.

"So, this must be how EXTREMIS was administered." Ryukyu muttered.

"At least before they turned it into some injector." Edgeshot pointed out.

Ellen groaned in pain, her stub of an arm glowing like magma as it spread out further, her arm quickly reconstituting itself, to Brandt's screams of pain.

"Is your regeneration like that, Setsuna?" Tsuyu asked.

"Nah, only a mild throb really." Setsuna shook her head. "Sometimes, I barely notice it. That, however, doesn't look like a party."

Suddenly, the video whirled to face the candidate next to her, a blonde man, who was screaming and howling in pain, his body glowing more and more orange red. Katsuki leaned forwards in his seat. Touya was shown in front of the screaming man as his body became more alive in the orange red glow. The mastermind behind EXTREMIS clicked his teeth in frustration. "We gotta get out of here! We gotta get out of here!" He yelled at the people in the room, turning to Ellen and the doctors. "Get her out of here. Get them out of here!"

"Touya." Endeavor growled under his throat, in agony at seeing his son's actions so carelessly and ruthlessly. His mind took him back to the past and remembering the same maniac eyes of desperation, the same eys he held as he drove his wife to snap, his children to despise him, and hsi eldest to unintentional suicide.

It was then Enji Todoroki realized that Touya truly was his son, a son who highlighted the best of him, via his Quirk, and the worst, going to any means to get what they want, even if it means throwing away your humanity.

Katsuki leaned further as the video feed inspected the groaning man, screaming and wailing until his whole body was covered orange red, glowing like a mini star was inside his body. His skin began to burn and sizzle, his eyes and mouth began to glow out bright light, and he raised his head and roared out, the feed cutting as the light and the man exploded out.

Katsuki Stark stared at the feed with realizing dread. "A bomb is not a bomb when it's a misfire." Katsuki said.

Shoto's fists cracked under his tight clench and found another image in his mind starting to wear. Just like he painted his mother as flawless saint, Natsuo helped Shoto see Touya as a tortured soul, his big brother who suffered just as badly as him until that suffering became too much. Now, seeing the man with his brother's name, eyes, and hair act as ruthlessly and as heartlessly as his father, that perfect image started to tear and Shoto felt once again betrayed by his own mind.

"The stuff doesn't always work. Right, pal?" Katsuki continued, pointing at Touya and the video, showing the scorched ruins of the lab. "It's faulty, but you found a buyer, didn't you? Sold it to the Mandarin." Katsuki snapped his fingers. "Got you." He said in whispered victory.

Bakugou glared at the screen. 'Now, I've got you, you psychopath.' Bakugou thought, the comatose Happy, the unconscious Maya, and the endangered Ibara came to mind as his hands crackled and sparked. 'And when I get my hands on you, you are going to Die.'

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AAAANNNNDDD SCENE! And that was Part 2 of this messily structured movie. Honestly, I had to rework 4 TIMES where to segment Part 2 and Part 3 and the conflicting lengths of these 2 and 3 were making Part 4 likewise bothersome, which forced me to watch these parts of the movie again and again for help. Lord knows the suffering in store for me come Thor the Dark World.

Apologies are in order that I said that this would come out sometime last month for my birthday celebration, but I did say that there would be no promises, and this is close enough. Plus, with the Rings of Power coming out today, I figured now would be time to release this chapter, so that you guys can waste your time on something Slightly less shit than that.

Also, I watched House of the Dragons, or as it is shortened HOTD, and Loved It! So far. The political squabbling and tiptoeing, the battles of the mind and words that are just as edge of your seat worthy as any action scene, Dragons, the jabs and clever bites, and betrayal, manipulation, and treason that made Game of Thrones the masterpiece it was. Hell, this whole story is about the struggles of women clashing against a patriarchal sexist system, mixed in with a bit of Dragons and incest, and woke it is not for the message does not drown or sacrifice the plot and action for it. That is the kind of stuff we want Hollywood! The only bad thing I can say about it is that I'm still walking on eggshells around this show because of how burnt I was over GOT Season 8 and that feels more my fault than any fault of the show.

Ahem, ranting aside, here is the explanation for Katsuma as Harley. It was actually rather easy to decide given that I only need to look no further than the short number of kids in MHA and pick one of those, and Katsuma stood out as the most obvious. They are both sweet and kind, Harley's attitude can be seen as Katsuma's sister, Mahoro, rubbing off on him from another life, Harley idolizes Iron Man in the same way Katsuma idolizes Heroes like Deku, and both characters are missing a parent, Katsuma is missing his mother because she is dead and Harley is missing a father because of parental abandoment, and both characters are inspired and helped to become a Hero/Inventor by Deku and Iron Man, the Hero that saves them.

By the way, there are a few things that I've been tackling that made this chapter take a while, and this is actually to do with one of my other stories, My Hero Pokedamia. I had recently watched a video of Lockstin and Gnoggin, a Poketuber, cool guy and videos on the lore of Pokémon, and his video was about the Legendary Titans, the Regi's, and made a Regi for every other Type that didn't have one, and I loved this video so much that it kept me from finishing this chapter for a bit, because I was wondering whether to put these new Pokémon into my story, you know because they are fake and don't exist in canon and such. So, I ask you all, my readers who read that story, do you want me to make their Legendary Titans a reality in my story. Let me know.

Another thing that has kept my mind tethered away from this story is my treasonous, creative mind wandering onto two ideas for new stories, one a Mortal Kombat/Spider-Man crossover and the other a Game of Thrones/Star Wars crossover, and my mind has been thinking so much about these stories that all my creative energy was being directed to these two ideas instead of this one.

And what's worse is that I don't know whether I want to make them or not. I already feel like I got my hands full with just this story and two others, I don't want to split my time any further with two more stories. So, I have been thinking and ask you my fellow writers of Fanfiction whether you would be interested in taking up these stories and my ideas and writing them yourself. I have a lot of the info and basis of what I want the stories to be about I just need the creative mind and willing hand to write them down for me, and as a plus, or rather given, the chosen author will also get some say and can make some changes with my permission. Private Message me if you are interested, and I will discuss more about this then.

Anyways, that's all I got to say for now, other than hope you guys liked this chapter, check out my other stories if you like, PM me if you are interested in adopting the two-story ideas, stay safe and healthy, and over all be chill and nice to each other, looking at you people down in the reviews.

This has been Zayden StormVoid and I will catch you on the flip flop. Kirimvose se syz bantis! (Bonus points for those who know what that means:))