AN: Beta Read by Brawn1984 and Starrmastrr
AN: I do not own Red Hood or My Hero Academia
Disclaimer: strong language and some disturbing content(Mentions of neglect, abuse, and suicide).
Izuku was standing in a void.
"Wh-where am I?" He asked.
"Calm down Young Midoriya. It is us. The previous users for One for All."
"Oh. So, are you going to teach me how to use One for All?"
"We will start out slowly. If you are able to learn quickly then we will meet again soon."
"What's the first lesson?"
A lean man with short, white hair that parted away from the base of his forehead, and thin eyes that slanted slightly downward walked from the shadows. He had two scar-like cracks stretching from the left side of his forehead down to his chin.
"I am Hikage Shinomori. I am the fourth wielder of One for All. My Quirk was 'Danger Sense'."
"Like a sixth sense?!" Izuku asked excitedly.
Yes. 'Danger Sense' will allow you to detect any potential threats in the surrounding area, thus giving you the opportunity to properly react to them quickly. It is similar to a sixth sense but be careful. The detection of a threat is like a sharp stabbing sensation that will make your head hurt."
"Okay. Is that all I need to know about it?"
"No. Danger Sense' will take a toll on your body depending on the threat."
"I see. Thank you for telling me." He said with a bow.
"Here." Hikage said extending his hand. "Take my hand, and I will transfer 'Danger Sense' to you."
Izuku took Hikage's hand and felt different.
He looked around and saw that Hikage had disappeared.
"Hello?"
"The one called Hikage Shinomori is no more. He has fused with you until you pass 'One for All' down or die."
"I understand." Izuku gulped.
"Next." The voice said.
A fairly short man with short, dark hair parted twice away from his narrow eyes walked out of the darkness.
He was wearing what looked like a hero costume.
He wore a large jacket with numerous straps and buttons, and a high collar that obscured his mouth and nose.
He wore a pair of dark, fairly baggy pants and large white hiking boots.
His forearms were also wrapped in sports tape.
"My name is En. I am a Pro Hero, and my Quirk is Smokescreen."
"Don't you mean that you were a Pro Hero?" Izuku asked.
En contemplated Izuku before speaking.
"Even though I died I still consider myself a Hero."
"I see." Izuku said with a bow. "Please forgive me."
"I forgive you. My Quirk is 'Smokescreen'. What you need to know about my Quirk is that 'Smokescreen' allows you to generate a thick cloud of smoke from your body. You can use the smoke to cover a wide area. With it you can obscure the vision of your opponents and catch them by surprise."
"That's so cool!"
"There is a downside to this though."
"Oh. Is it that if you make the smokescreen too thick then you run the risk of giving your opponent an advantage over you?"
"Yes. You have a truly analytical mind."
"Thanks."
"Take my hand, and you will unlock my Quirk."
Izuku took En's hand and felt different. It felt like a headache was starting.
"The Hero called En is no more. He has fused with you until you pass 'One for All' down or die."
"I understand." Izuku said with a bow.
"Can you continue?"
"I think I can do one or two more."
A large muscular man with a wide build walked out of the darkness.
He had a square jaw, small eyes and lacked eyebrows.
He was also bald but had a short beard.
He wore dark leather clothes, stylish goggles, and a bandolier.
He wore a leather jacket that had shoulder pads. It was open showing that he didn't wear a shirt revealing his muscular torso.
Izuku went beet red out of embarrassment.
"What's wrong kid?" He asked.
"N-nothing."
"Am I really that intimidating?"
"To me. I don't think Jason, Johnny, or Rogue would be intimidated by you."
"Okay. Well, my name is Diagoro Banjo. I was the fifth wielder of One for All, and my Quirk is 'Black Whip'."
He punctuated this by creating a black tendril of energy.
"OH WOW! Just imagine the possibilities! You can grab people, swing out of danger, use it offensively and defensively..."
"Kid!" Diagoro yelled.
Izuku flinched. "Yes?"
"Yes 'Black whip is very versatile, but you can geek out later. Now. Do you want my Quirk or not?"
"Yes!" Izuku said, startling Diagoro with his determination.
"Then take my hand." Diagoro said reaching for Izuku.
Izuku shook hands with Diagoro and felt different. His body ached and itched before he heard the disembodied voices of One for All.
"That is enough. We will be back after you have acclimated to these Quirks."
Izuku bowed and passed out.
Jason looked at the envelope. He knew that he shouldn't open it considering that he just barely got out of the hospital, but he had to know.
When he came back to U.A. Eri and Himiko had tackled him, and Eri hadn't stopped crying until he was sitting on the couch with her watching My Little Pony.
She had started drawing a pony, but it looked like an original character.
Himiko was just cuddling into his side like a little kid.
"Are you okay?" She'd asked.
"Yeah? Why?"
"You're hotter than usual."
"In what way?" He asked.
"Temperature wise." She spoke. "Your body is hotter than usual."
"So, you can feel through the regulator shirt?"
"I guess. What's a regulator shirt?"
"It regulates my body temperature. My new body temperature is 200 degrees Fahrenheit."
"That's hot."
"Yeah."
They watched 'My Little Pony' until Eri began falling asleep.
Jason put Eri to bed, and Himiko crawled in next to her.
Jason sat on the couch and looked at the ponies Eri had been drawing.
The first one was a pony with a red head and a green flank. The upper torso was grey, and the cutie mark was a red skull.
He looked through the others and saw a green and white Pegasus with an auburn mane and tail that had a white streak along the top of both. The Cutie mark was a red circle with a black X in the center.
A third one was all black except for the head and hooves. Those were white, and the mane was fire. The cutie Mark was a flaming chain.
The fourth pony was ice blue with a white mane. The cutie mark was a snowflake.
The fifth pony had an auburn mane with black hooves, a dark blue flank, a black midsection, and light blue upper torso with magenta streaks going along its back. Its cutie mark was three stripes resembling water.
The last pony was green with the exception of its hooves which were red. Its cutie mark was a rabbit that was hopping but had lightning coming from its feet and fire coming from its mouth.
He chuckled for a bit because Anna had to have drawn the cutie marks.
He looked at the one that she had been working on and saw a tired looking pony.
He had to keep himself from laughing so loud.
He put the drawings back and grabbed the envelope he'd been dreading since he got it.
He broke the seal but couldn't bring himself to read it.
He got up and left.
He made his way to the garage where he found Johnny working on his bike.
"Couldn't sleep?" Johnny asked.
"Nah. I was going to read this, but I couldn't bring myself to."
"Want me to?" Johnny asked.
"Sure." Jason said handing Johnny the envelope.
Johnny opened the envelope and read through the report.
"Damn." He spoke. "Sorry. That was pretty messed up, but the guy who killed your mom made a mess of her. I'm surprised that she lived as long as she did."
Johnny kept reading.
"Wait. What's this?"
"What?" Jason asked.
"Dude. It says that your mom was dying."
"WHAT!"
"Yeah. It says that she had an inoperable brain tumor."
"FUCK!" Jason yelled kicking a trash can across the garage, luckily missing the few cars that were parked, and hitting the wall.
He began breathing heavily and his skin began smoking and growing red.
"Whoa!" Johnny yelled. "Jason! I need you to calm down!"
"That bastard took away my mom's last few months! How the hell do you expect me to calm down!"
"Because. He might have actually kept your mom from a painful death."
Jason went quiet before calming down.
His skin stopped smoking and went back to its original skin tone.
He leaned against the wall and gasped before sighing and eventually crying.
Johnny walked over and put a hand on his shoulder.
"There is nothing I can do to make the pain your feeling go away. Trust me. I know that you're hurting, and you're angry, and probably a little bit bitter, but I know that with pain and sorrow, there is also happiness and joy. You may not understand this right now, but something good will come from it. Maybe it was getting Eri away from her torturers. Maybe it will be something else but remember that the darkest days often end with a rainbow."
" I need air." Jason said leaving.
He didn't know how long he walked, but he knew it was a long time.
He was walking when he heard ragged breathing.
He looked around and realized for the first time that he was able to see clearly in the dark, granted it was grey, but he could see clearly.
He walked around and saw a kid lying on the ground, and it looked like he'd been beaten pretty badly.
He looked around the kid and saw bruises around his neck, chin, mouth, and nose.
He looked down at his wrist computer and called Jason Blood.
Jason Blood was roused from his sleep by his phone ringing.
He looked at it and saw Peters' name.
"Peter?" He asked already awake. "What's wrong?"
"Dad. I couldn't sleep and was out for a walk when I found this kid passed out with bruises, and I wasn't sure who else to call."
"Did you call an ambulance?"
"Not yet."
"Where are you? I'll be over as fast as I can. Call an ambulance."
"Okay. I'm sending you my location now."
"I'll be there quickly." Jason hung up and got dressed.
"Gone, gone the form of man.
Release the Demon..."
He was surrounded by fire and emerged as...
"Etrigan!"
He opened the window and jumped out.
He made his way to Peter's location before he changed back.
"Gone, gone O Etrigan,
Return once more the form of man."
Jason Blood walked over to Peter who was sitting next to the unconscious child.
"Has he moved since you found him?"
"No, but I did a search and found out that his name is Hitoshi Shinso. His Quirk is 'Brainwashing', and I found several bruises. Some of them around his face."
"So, you're thinking that someone is muzzling him?"
"I think someone is abusing him."
The ambulance arrived shortly after and took Hitoshi to the hospital.
"Do you want to follow him?" Jason Blood asked.
"Not particularly. I want to follow the address and see where it leads."
"The sun will be rising soon."
"I know." Peter said before leaving. "See you later." He said with a wave.
Jason Blood went to the closest hospital.
Eraser Head was on patrol that morning, like every morning, and wasn't expecting much trouble.
He needed something to take his mind off of the court case... and young Haywood.
He was just about to finish his patrol when something, more like someone, caught his eye.
A figure was walking while looking down at their wrist.
He followed them and was surprised when they turned around to look at him.
"Hello Aizawa Sensei." Jason Haywood said.
"Haywood. What are you doing here?"
"I couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk. I found a kid passed out with bruises on his face and body. So, I called an ambulance, and while I was waiting, I looked the kid up."
"And."
"His name is Hitoshi Shinso from Gen. Ed. His Quirk is 'Brainwashing'."
"Okay." Aizawa said, not liking where this was going.
"I looked up his address... turns out he's in the foster system."
Aizawa REALLY didn't like where this was going.
Jason's wrist computer beeped, and he looked at it.
He growled at whatever he read before he showed Aizawa.
Aizawa facepalmed. "You're kidding me, right?"
"No, and I loathe those kinds of people. They are in it for the money, and not the kids' wellbeing."
Jason's wrist computer beeped again, and he looked at it.
"What is it?" Aizawa asked.
"Facial recognition found a match."
"How do you have facial recognition software?"
"I put it in my computer."
"Why would you run them through facial recognition?"
Jason showed Aizawa a picture of Shinso when he found him.
Aizawa glared at the picture. "I see. Let's go."
They walked to the house in silence.
When they arrived at the house Aizawa knocked.
They waited a few minutes before he knocked again.
He knocked again a few minutes later.
Jason created his armor and a pair of guns.
Aizawa opened the door, and they walked in.
They saw the destruction as soon as they walked in.
Jason walked up stairs while Aizawa looked through the downstairs.
"Be careful young Haywood. Don't do anything reckless."
"I won't. You should be careful too."
Aizawa walked through the downstairs.
The front room was a mess the furniture was overturned, and the glassware was shattered.
He moved onto the kitchen and found the knife block empty.
He became even more vigilant.
He looked down and saw a trail of... salt?
He followed the trail and found a pile of salt with something sticking out of it.
He walked over to the object and found a medical bracelet. The owner was diabetic.
He looked around some more and froze. He saw salt in the shape of a hand.
He felt something move behind him and spun around to see a child.
She couldn't have been more than eight or nine.
"They hurt him." She spoke. "So, we stopped them."
"What?" Aizawa asked.
"They hurt Shinso. So, we stopped them."
"Who's we?" He asked.
"Ichirō and I. We stopped them. They won't hurt him again."
There was a thud upstairs and Aizawa ran upstairs with the girl not far behind him.
Jason walked upstairs and began searching through the rooms.
The first room was a bedroom. The bed had plain blue sheets, a nice solid wood dresser, and a desk with a lamp, computer, an in/out box, notebooks, textbooks, and a desk caddy with pens, pencils, highlighters, markers, notepads, sticky notes, and whatever else a dedicated student would need.
The second bedroom was much like the first one except the sheets were pink.
He walked to the third room and saw a brown futon, plastic dresser, and a card table with notebooks and a laptop that looked like it had seen better days.
He looked around and saw a pile of clothes in the floor, and a muzzle with a chain tethered to the wall next to the futon.
Under the futon was a bedpan.
'What the fuck?' He asked himself.
He moved onto the bathroom and saw an immaculate bathroom. Everything looked extremely nice. The shower was made out of tile with fluffy towels hanging next to the shower.
The shower could be closed with an Opaque door to offer privacy.
The toilet practically shined, and the sink looked like it was brand new.
He moved onto the final room at the end of the hall, and it was the master bedroom.
He walked in and saw a kid lying on the bed with a corpse lying at the foot of the bed.
"Who the hell are you kid? Why did you kill this man?"
"Because he deserved it." The kid said.
"Why?"
"He beat Shinso. So, we killed him and the old lady."
"I applaud your efforts kid, but that's two murder charges. How are you going to cover it up?"
"With Honoka. Her Quirk will turn this hell hole into a pile of salt."
"What's your Quirk?"
"Mine lets me control probability. Like if you shoot me, what's the probability that you will shoot yourself?"
"Okay." Jason said. "I'm going to put my guns away now."
His guns disappeared and he looked at the kid.
"So, you control luck."
"That's one way of looking at it."
"So how did he die?"
"They were hitting and Kicking Shinso because he said that he didn't want to wear the mask again. Honoka touched the woman and turned her to salt, good riddance. That's when the old man tried attacking her."
"And?"
"I grabbed the knives from the knife block and threw one at him. He caught it and chased me up here. That's when I activated my Quirk and made him miss me every time. He stabbed himself to death. I didn't do anything."
"So, you're innocent."
"No. I'm guilty for letting them hurt Shinso as long as they did."
"Didn't CPS come check in?"
"Yeah, but they would need Eraser Head or a Hero who can see through bullshit to find anything wrong."
"What do you mean?"
"The old lady's Quirk was 'Glamour'. It let her make anything look like she wanted it to. CPS wouldn't see anything but what she wanted them to see."
"What about yours and Honoka's rooms?"
"Those are actually nice."
"Why?"
"We don't have a "Villains" Quirk."
"What about U.A.?"
"The old man's Quirk was a healing Quirk. It gets rid of any bruises that Shinso acquired the night before."
Jason hit the dresser in the room and shattered it.
"Dude! Chill! Yeah, it was bad, but they can't hurt anyone else anymore."
"Haywood!" Aizawa yelled from the end of the hall.
"In here!" Jason yelled.
Aizawa and a girl came running in.
"What happened?" Aizawa asked.
"Turns out it was worse than we thought. They were abusing him, keeping it hidden from the authorities, and healed him every morning to hide the abuse."
"What the fuck!" Aizawa yelled, enraged.
"Might I suggest calling Nezu?"
"I'll do that. Grab their stuff and meet me outside."
"Will do."
Aizawa left, and Jason looked at Honoka.
"You gonna dust him?" He asked.
"Yeah." She said walking over to the old man and touching his shoulder before he turned to salt.
"Oh no." Jason said in a monotoned voice. "You shouldn't have done that. Now they won't be able to tell the cause of death."
"Good." Ichirō said spitting into the salt.
Jason looked at the two. "Grab your stuff."
"Why?" Ichirō scoffed. "So, you can send us to live in another house that has parents who live just like them?"
"No. I think I have an idea of who you guys could live with. If you're interested."
"Who are they?" Ichirō asked.
"The teachers at U.A. They are all pretty nice, and I'm sure we can find one of them who will take you guys in."
"Only if we can go together." Honoka said.
"I'll see what I can do."
They gathered their stuff, and Jason conveniently didn't hear the house starting to fall around them as Honoka turned it to salt as they walked out.
*Beep*
There was darkness.
*Beep*
And a strange beeping noise.
*Beep*
Where was he?
*Beep, beep*
He had to get out of here. Wherever here was.
*Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep*
The beeping was getting louder, and faster.
*Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep*
"Doctor!" A voice yelled.
"No! Help!" He yelled. He needed to get away from them. Did they beat him worse than the old man could handle this time?
"Young man, I need you to calm down." A smooth female voice said.
He felt something he could latch onto and grabbed it.
"Let me go." He spoke.
The woman let go.
He opened his eyes and saw a bright florescent light up above.
He wasn't in his room back at that house.
He sat up and looked around.
He felt pain, but nothing nearly as bad as when he had collapsed.
He looked around and saw the nurse standing there. Waiting for him to tell her what to do.
"I'm going to let you go now. I don't want you to hurt me."
He let her out of his Quirk's control, and she looked at him.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"Where am I?"
"Musutafu general hospital. How do you feel?"
"Better than I did. Who brought me in?"
"A gentleman who found you unconscious on the ground. Do you know your name?"
He thought about that. He could lie, but...
There was a knock on the door and a small voice spoke up.
"Excuse me nurse, but do you suppose that I could talk to this young man for a moment?"
"Um... who are you?"
"I am Principal Nezu. I am young Shinso's principal at U.A. I just wanted to ask him a few questions."
A woman walked in behind him out of breath.
"Damn it Nezu Sensei." She spoke. "Why must you torment me like that?"
"Because it's fun being on this side of the maze." Nezu said.
The woman picked someone up and placed an animal on the bed.
Shinso looked at the animal before looking at the woman.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"My name is Hinata Sato."
"And I am Principal Nezu."
"Why are you here?"
"What was your home life like?" Nezu asked.
"It was fine." Shinso said defensively.
"Hmm. I know what it's like to be in an abusive relationship." Nezu said.
"So do I." Hinata added.
"What do you know?" Shinso snapped. "Did you dread going home every day? Did you wish that a villain would just kill you on your way home? Did you just wish that you wouldn't wake up the next morning so the pain and torture would just end?"
"Yes." Hinata said startling Shinso.
"How do you know?"
Hinata rolled up her sleeves to show the word... Villain... carved into her arm.
She rolled up her other sleeve to show... Monster... carved into that arm.
She unzipped the jacket that she was wearing and pulled down her turtleneck collar show the scar along her throat before pulling it down farther to show... Useless... carved into her upper chest.
She pulled up her shirt to show... whore, and slut... carved into her stomach.
Nezu was quietly pondering revenge against the monster who did that to one of his students.
Shinso looked at her in horror.
"I didn't show you that to earn pity or make you feel bad. I lived in the foster system after my parents were killed. The monster who I lived with... her Quirk was basically like a voodoo doll. She took a picture of a person and could draw on it to make scars appear."
"Why did she do that to you?" Shinso asked.
"Because I was a pretty, young girl, and she was an ugly old cat lady who wore nothing but pink and had self-esteem issues. If it weren't for Nezu Sensei I probably would have died like the others."
"Others?"
"Yes. I wasn't the first one. She always passed it off as the girls being bullied but not talking to her about it, and then she'd cry. Finally, Nezu had enough of it and investigated her and sent her to prison for multiple life sentences and had me put with a nice family. When I graduated, I wanted to help people like me, so I became a CPS Hero, and now I want to help you."
"Chef Glamour." Shinso said. "Chef Glamour and her husband."
"What?" Nezu and Hinata asked.
They were shocked but knew that anyone could be an abuser.
"They said that my 'Brainwashing' was a Villains Quirk, and therefore they had to beat it out of me."
Hinata walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and shrieked in rage before coming out.
"Continue." She spoke.
"Her Quirk was a Glamour Quirk that let anyone she wanted to see what she wanted them to. She did it when CPS came over and they would see that I was in a nice room, and that I was just moody despite having a nice home."
Nezu rubbed his head in frustration.
"Mr. Glamour would hit me and kick me for no reason, and whenever I went to bed, he would put a mask on my face so I couldn't use my Quirk on them."
"THEY FUCKING MUZZLED YOU LIKE A DOG!" Hinata yelled enraged.
"Yeah." Shinso said flinching. "The one time that Ichirō or Honoka tried to help me they thought I brainwashed them and hurt me even more."
"Nezu Sensei." Hinata said harshly. "I swear to whatever nonexistent god is up there that I'm going to kill them."
"Too late." Shinso said. "I think that Ichirō and Honoka beat you to it."
"What makes you say that?"
"When they were attacking me Ichirō and Honoka stepped in to try and stop it and told me to run."
"Why do you think they are dead?"
"Honoka can turn whatever she touches to salt, and Ichirō can effect probability. They are dead. I wouldn't be surprised if the house is destroyed too."
Nezu and Hinata looked at each other.
"What?" Shinso asked.
"The house was destroyed." Nezu said. "Turned completely to salt. Nothing was left standing."
"Doesn't surprise me." Shinso sighed. "What's going to happen to them?"
"Well." Hinata said. "I know a few people who would be willing to adopt a few kids down on their luck."
"Who would want a kid with a villains Quirk?" Shinso asked self-deprecatingly.
Nezu and Hinata looked at each other with a smile on their faces.
"Wait. What are..."
"OH! MY! GOSH!" Emi Fukukado yelled at a decibel that would put Present Mic to shame.
They were sitting in Nezu's office being updated on the situation, and Shinso had just been led in.
"You look like a mini Aizawa! You are so cute that I just want to..."
Aizawa put his hand over her mouth. "Damn it Joke!" He said in an annoyed tone. "Has anyone ever told you how loud you are?"
She mumbled against his hand.
"What?" He asked before pulling his hand away and wiping it on his shirt.
"I said." Emi said in a softer tone. "You. At least once a day."
"Yes, yet you are still really loud."
"But look at him!" She yelled. "He could be your son!"
"You are literally the only person I have ever had sex with, and we always use protection." Aizawa said in a bored tone. "How could he be my child?"
"Some woman found your DNA on the street, synthesized a strand that could be tacked onto an unsuspecting husband's DNA before him and his wife made hot, passionate love, and boom. Shinso was born and is technically your son." Emi said breathing heavily.
Nezu just chuckled. "While that is technically a possibility..." he said. "... I find it unlikely that this is the case. Though an amusing story."
"Don't encourage her." Aizawa said.
"Why don't you two take Shinso home." Nezu said. "Here is his case file. I suggest you read it." Nezu said letting his tone shift ever so slightly that only Aizawa noticed it.
"Of course." Aizawa said with a bow.
Emi got up and bowed as well before leading Shinso out after Aizawa.
Nezu looked out the window. He wondered how Present Mic and Midnight were doing.
"Hey there kiddo." Nemuri said to Honoka. "What's your name?"
Honoka stayed Quiet.
"My name is Nemuri."
Honoka stayed quiet.
"Would you like something to eat?"
Honoka's stomach growled in response to that question.
"We can order out or I can cook something if you want. What are you hungry for?"
"I want to know what happened to Shinso and Ichirō." Honoka said firmly.
"I can call Aizawa and Hizashi. They took custody of Shinso and Ichirō. We can meet somewhere for dinner."
"Fine, but if you're lying, I'll turn your food into salt."
"Okay. Okay. Let me call them and get changed." She said pointing at her Hero costume she was still wearing. "Do you want me to take you to your room so you can put your stuff away?"
"Fine." Honoka sighed.
Nemuri led Honoka to a room in her apartment.
Honoka walked to the bed and saw down on it.
She laid down and felt that the bed was too soft.
She got up and turned it to salt before laying on the floor.
She was laying on the floor when Nemuri came in.
"What happened to the bed!?" She asked.
"I turned it to salt." Honoka said like the bed had insulted her.
"Why?"
"It was too soft. I don't deserve a soft bed."
Nemuri dropped to a knee and looked Honoka in the eyes. "Why do you think you don't deserve it?" She asked.
"Shinso never had a nice bed or room. He just had a futon, and the bowl he used for a bathroom, and the mask they made him wear at night."
"What?!" Nemuri asked in horror.
"They treated him like a bad person even though he wasn't a bad person. He always helped us when he could, and never hurt us because they treated him bad. He didn't even hate us when he could have."
Honoka started crying.
"He only hated them for only seeing him as a villain."
Nemuri pulled Honoka into a hug.
"I'm so sorry." She spoke. "I'm so sorry that he went through that."
"Why couldn't they see him for the good person that he was!" Honoka yelled into Nemuri's shoulder.
Nemuri hugged Honoka a little tighter.
Hizashi looked at Ichirō.
"Hey there little listener!" He yelled.
"What's up Screamo." Ichirō said.
"I like you kid. We're going to get along just fine."
"Just keep coffee in the coffee pot, melon soda in the fridge, snacks in the cupboard, and anime on the T.V. And we'll be good."
"I like you little listener." Hizashi laughed. "But not that much."
He walked away, and slipped on the carpet, face planting.
"Nezu told me about your Quirk little listener, but don't think that you can use it to get your way."
"Okay." Ichirō said content with the situation. "I wanted to see how you would react to my Quirk. You passed."
"I'm glad to hear it, but I teach high schoolers for a living little listener. You don't know what true fear is until you've met a bunch of hormonal teenagers."
"Is it scarier than watching your brother be tortured because he has a villains Quirk?" Ichirō asked harshly.
"I didn't mean it like that little listener. Do you want to talk about it?"
"No."
"Okay..." Hizashi said before his phone went off.
He looked at it and saw a message for Nemuri.
Nemuri: Hey. Want to get dinner with Honoka and I? She's really worried about Shinso and Ichirō.
"That was Nemuri." Hizashi said. "She wants to know if we want to get dinner with Shinso and Honoka."
"Let's go." Ichirō said walking to the door.
"Hold on a second little listener. I have to get changed first."
"Then do it and let's go."
"Let me show you to your room, and you can decide what you want to do with it."
"Does it have a bed?"
"Yes?" Hizashi asked confused.
"I think I'll use the couch." Ichirō said.
"Why?"
"Those shit heads gave us really nice rooms but gave Shinso a shit hole of a room. I won't sleep on a bed unless Shinso has a better room than we had."
"Okay, okay. I'll talk to Shota and Emi." Hizashi said. "But if you really want to sleep on the couch, I won't stop you."
"Okay."
Hizashi went to his room and dressed in a pair of black slacks, a white t-shirt, red jacket that showed his midriff, golden chain necklace, and red bead bracelet.
He was putting his hair in a ponytail when he walked back into the front room.
"Okay." He spoke. "Let's go little listener."
Hizashi and Ichirō left the apartment.
Shota and Emi led Shinso into their house.
"We'll take you up to your room now." Aizawa said.
"Let's get you settled in. Then we can take you shopping and get you something to eat."
"Sure. Whatever." Shinso said.
"You will be free to do whatever you wish." Aizawa said. "This is your home now."
"Just show me my room." He spoke.
They walked upstairs and to the left.
"This will be your room." Aizawa said.
*POP!* "Yay!" Emi yelled popping a confetti popper.
Shinso looked at the room.
"So, this is the new screensaver." He said in a bored tone.
"No." Emi said. "This is your new room. We aren't going to hurt you or treat you poorly. We want to help you."
"At least until you get bored or Nezu tells you to stop."
"No, no. Not at all." Emi said. "Look. We know that you have had a difficult life, but we really want to help you."
Aizawa's phone rang.
He looked at it and saw a message from Nemuri.
Nemuri: Hey. Want to get dinner with Honoka and I? She's really worried about Shinso and Ichirō.
"Nemuri wants to get dinner together. Honoka is worried about Shinso and Ichirō."
"How does that sound?" Emi asked Shinso.
"Sure. Whatever." Shinso said.
"We'll get changed." Aizawa said. "You get settled in, and we'll leave afterwards. On the way home we will pick you up some more clothes and whatever else you want and need."
"Whatever." Shinso said.
Aizawa and Emi went to their room to change.
"I can't believe someone did that to him." Emi said taking off her shirt.
"I'm not surprised." Aizawa said handing her a casual outfit. "People can be cruel to those who don't fit in. Remember Mic and Nemuri?"
"Don't forget yourself." Emi said putting on the long-sleeved shirt, and taking off her shorts, and pulling on a pair of pants. "You were also treated horribly. Your father was a drunk and would hit you and your mother."
"The day I took him down was the most satisfying day of my life." Aizawa said taking off his capture scarf and putting it in a messenger bag.
"I'm sure if we asked Mic and Nemuri they would say something similar." Emi said taking her socks off and pulling a new pair on.
"What are the chances that the big three from our year would come from broken families?" Aizawa asked taking off his Hero costume and grabbing an outfit.
"Considering it happened." Emi said. "I'd say it's pretty high."
Aizawa got dressed in a pair of black pants, a black long-sleeved shirt, and black socks. "Let's go." He said putting his knife on the back of his pants and covering it with his shirt.
They went to Shinso's room and saw him asleep on the bed.
He looked so peaceful.
Emi took a picture. "I guess we aren't going out tonight."
Aizawa took out his phone and sent a text to Hizashi and Nemuri.
Aizawa: Shinso is asleep. We won't be making it to dinner.
Nemuri: We will grab something for dinner and come over. I don't want Honoka to turn anymore furniture to salt.
Hizashi: And Ichirō won't sleep in his bed until he knows that Shinso has a bed that's nicer than the one he and Honoka had.
Aizawa: Considering what I saw in that hellhole. I don't blame them for wanting better for him.
Nemuri: What do you think Shinso would want for dinner?
Aizawa: Don't know. He doesn't trust anyone. Understandably.
Hizashi: We'll be there shortly.
Shota put his phone away and looked at Shinso.
They stayed like that until the door opened and Hizashi walked in.
"Hey there." He said softly. "How's the little listener doing?"
"Still asleep." Emi said.
Ichirō looked it Shinso's room. "It's nice and everything, but not nice enough. Looks like I'm sleeping on the couch tonight."
"Hey." Emi said in faux anger. "He's only been here for less than an hour. If you come back next week, he'll have the best room you've ever seen."
"Looks like I'm sleeping on the couch for a week then." Ichiro said not budging on his stance.
"Come on little listener." Hizashi practically begged.
"You weren't there!" Ichiro hissed. "You don't know what he went through! I can't even look at a bed without flashing back to his room!"
"What if we go to the store tomorrow..." Hizashi suggested. "... and you can pick out what you want in your room?"
"Fine, but I'm still not sleeping in it until he has the best room he can have."
"Why don't we make a day out of it?" Emi suggested.
"Make a day out of what?" Nemuri asked. "Sorry for just walking in."
She was wearing a pair of black slacks with a pink and purple plaid shirt with her hair in a ponytail and a purse over her shoulder and crossed over her chest.
In her hands she had bags from a local restaurant.
"We are going to take Shinso, Ichiro, and Honoka bedroom shopping tomorrow."
"Yay!" Midnight said. "That'll be fun, right Honoka?"
"Whatever." Honoka sighed.
They sat down at the table and ate dinner.
While they ate, they talked about whatever they felt like, and eventually it was time for Hizashi and Nemuri to leave.
Shota and Emi were cleaning up when A purple haired zombie walked into the kitchen.
"I guess I missed dinner." Shinso sighed.
"No." Emi said. "We have plenty of leftovers. You won't have to worry about going hungry again."
"Then... could I..."
Emi pushed the leftovers into Shinso's arms. "Help yourself." She spoke. "I'm not normally like this, but once you get used to home here, I'll go back to my normal self."
"Never get used to this place." Shota said.
Emi hit Shota in the chest. "And you say that you don't have a sense of humor." She spoke.
"I don't."
"AH HAHAHAHAHAHAH!" Emi grabbed her stomach and started rolling on the floor laughing.
"Is she always like that?" Shinso asked.
"Yes."
"And is it..."
"Yes."
"How do you cope?"
"Coffee and cats."
"Really?"
"Yes. Eat dinner and I'll show you them afterwards."
"Aww!" Emi cooed. "You're already bonding."
Aizawa just left the kitchen while Shinso reheated the leftovers.
"Hey." Emi said.
"Yes?" Shinso asked.
"Knock, knock."
"What?"
"Knock, knock."
"I don't get it."
"What do you do when someone knocks on the door?"
"Ask who's there and open the door?"
"Yes. So, say who's there."
"Okay."
"Knock, knock."
"Who's there?"
"A little old lady."
"What?"
"No, no, no. You're supposed to say, 'a little old lady who?'."
"Okay."
"Knock, knock."
"Who's there?"
"A little old lady."
"A little old lady who?"
"Hey. You can yodel!"
"I don't get it."
"You will." Emi said. "You will."
The next day
Ochako stood in front of the Class 1A door.
Should she go in? Could she face Deku-Kun?
He hadn't replied to her call or text yet.
Was he ignoring her because she said that she loved him?
It was so embarrassing!
She covered her face with her hands and negated her gravity.
Something wrapped around her midsection and pulled her down.
"Are you okay Uraraka-Chan?" Tsu asked around her tongue.
"I'm so embarrassed." Ochako said. "I said something embarrassing, and now Deku-Kun is avoiding me!"
"What? No, he's not. Why would you say that?"
"He hasn't replied to my texts from last week."
"That's most likely because this past week has been kind of intense."
"What do you mean?"
"Let's get inside class, and I'll tell you what's happened."
They went inside the class and sat down.
Tsu told Ochako what had happened the last week, and Ochako was shocked by the attack on the school, and Eri.
Tsu had just finished when the door opened, and Izuku walked in.
"Deku-Kun!" Ochako yelled.
"Uraraka-San!" Izuku shouted running up to her. "Oh no! I'm so sorry I forgot to reply to you. So much has happened, and I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to ignore you. I just..."
"Deku-Kun!" Ochako said grabbing his shoulders, remembering to keep her pinkies out. "It's okay. Tsu told me that this week was intense."
"You only have a little bit of the picture." Izuku said.
"What do you mean?"
"After I listened to your message..." He blushed Crimson. "... I like you too Uraraka-San."
Ochako blushed crimson and covered her face.
Tsu caught her when she began floating.
"After I listened to your messages I got attacked by a villain."
"What!" Everyone asked before Aizawa came in.
"Sit down." Aizawa said. "Class is starting. You can talk after class. Now. As you can tell. Haywood and Todoroki aren't here today. Haywood will be back tomorrow, and Todoroki will be back next week. Now. Let's start class."
They went through their morning classes and when lunch came, they met at the table with Izuku and Ochako.
"Tell us what happened!" Denki yelled.
"Are you okay?" Hagakure asked?
"Wait, wait. Wait!" Izuku said calming everyone down.
He told the story of that day and how Mic helped him fight off the villains who tried catching him.
"You fought off multiple Villains!" Kirishima yelled. "That's so manly!"
They talked like that for the rest of lunch before it was time to go to afternoon classes.
They walked into the gym.
"Hello!" All Might boomed. "Today we will be continuing the one-on-one fights we started last week. Now! Who wants to go first?"
The room went quiet.
"How about you Young Midoriya?"
"M-me?"
"Why not?"
Izuku walked down to the arena and waited.
"Young Tokoyami." All Might boomed. "Why don't you fight Young Midoriya?"
"Very well." Tokoyami said getting up.
He walked down to the arena and waited for the fight to begin.
"Begin!" All Might yelled starting the fight.
"Dark Shadow!" Tokoyami yelled trying not to give Izuku the chance to come up with a plan.
Izuku flinched and created a smokescreen, disappearing into the smoke.
'What!' All Might thought. 'What is this?'
Tokoyami and Dark shadow were confused.
Twin black tendrils shot out of the smoke and pulled Dark Shadow into the smoke.
There was a flash of light and a burst of energy that sent Dark Shadow out of the smoke before he was pulled back in by the tendrils.
"Dark Shadow!" Tokoyami shouted.
There was a flash of light and Dark Shadow was sent flying into Tokoyami, knocking him out of the arena.
The smoke cleared and Izuku was standing there.
"Sorry Tokoyami!" He shouted. "I guess I put too much power behind that. I didn't mean to."
"What!" Kirishima yelled. "What was that!"
"Young Midoriya." All Might said. "Please stay after class. I'd like to talk to you."
"Um. Okay." Izuku said nervously.
The rest of class went by quickly.
"Don't worry about it sugar." Rogue said after a fight with Johnny ended in her favor.
He nodded at her and watched the last fight eagerly.
After class he walked up to All Might who walked him to the teachers' lounge where Aizawa was asleep in his sleeping bag.
All Might deflated and sat down on one of the couches.
"Young Midoriya. When did you get those new additions to your Quirk?"
"Last night." Izuku said. "I had a dream and when I woke up, I was able to use them. I was surprised that I was able to use them as effectively as I did. Did I do something wrong?"
"No Young Midoriya." All Might said. "You did nothing wrong. I just wanted to know because..." All Might lowered his voice. "... those are Quirks used by previous One for All users."
"Yeah." Izuku said. "I know. They told me."
All Might coughed up blood. "You already knew!" He yelled.
"Y-yes? I found out while training with Jason."
"Of course, you did." All Might sighed. "Young Haywood has been helping you out when I should have been the one teaching you."
"It's not like that!" Izuku yelled flapping his arms. "You're a teacher and you're busy!"
"Thank you Young Midoriya, but it is not Young Haywood's place to teach you how to use your Quirk. That is why from now on I will take a more active role in teaching you, and in order for that to happen. You need to know something about me."
"What?"
"I... was Quirk-less too."
Nezu's office.
Nezu was enjoying afternoon tea when he heard...
"YOU WERE WHAT!"
"Hehe." He chuckled. It sounds like Toshinori told Young Midoriya that he was Quirk-less."
Nezu sipped his tea as if nothing had happened.
Jason Blood and Peter Haywood were in an outdoor sparring area.
They were sizing each other up before they started their spar.
Jason Blood jumped at Peter and stabbed his hand at him.
Peter dodged to the left and punched Jason's arm causing it to seize up from the blow.
Jason spun around and hit Peter with his injured arm sending him to the ground.
Peter rolled to his feet and kicked out at Jason. Hitting him in the side.
Jason went with the kick and rolled backwards to his feet before charging Peter.
Peter jumped to the side and grabbed Jason before putting him in a choke hold that got tighter the longer, he struggled.
Jason tapped out.
Peter let go and wiped his forehead on his arm.
"You are very skilled Peter." Jason said.
"Kind of had to be since I couldn't rely on my Quirk."
"Speaking of which. How are you coping?"
"I don't know. I haven't been able to talk to Efreeti since my Quirk got enhanced, so it's kind of weird. I don't feel any drawbacks to my Quirk. I can create pretty much anything I want, as many of an object, it doesn't matter. I can't feel any negative side effects."
"I don't know if that's a good thing or bad thing." Jason said sympathetically. "I'm sorry."
"It's not like you're the one who did this to me."
"What about emotions? Are any of your emotions stronger than the others?"
"No. I feel... normal I guess."
"What is normal for you?"
"I guess my new normal is just trying to be a good student, class President, friend, Hero in training, Vigilante, and kid."
"I see. Do you ever take mental health days?"
"Not really, no. I don't have the luxury for those."
"Why not?"
"Look at my shit hole of a life. Villains are trying to kill me every other day! My friends are in danger because I am a target! I became the brother to a girl whose parents were neglecting and abusing her! I became the guardian of a girl who was being tortured, ripped apart, and put back together because of some ass hole! My mom was dying and couldn't find the courage to tell me because... because... FUCK! Why couldn't she tell me!" He yelled.
Jason Blood was not a very affectionate man, and the fact that his son was in emotional agony, and there was nothing he could do was eating away at him.
So, he did the one thing he could do.
"Hello?" Raven asked when she picked up her phone.
"Yes. Raven. I'm having a bit of trouble."
"What kind of trouble?"
"It's Peter. I'm not sure how to comfort him, and he is in desperate need of comfort."
"I'm on my way." Raven said leaving her and Marie's room at U.A.
She was on her way out when she saw a girl that looked like the girl Marie said that Jason had a thing for.
She walked up to the girl.
"Um... hello."
"Hello." The girl said. "Are you lost? Kero, kero."
"No. Are you friends with Jason Haywood?"
"Yes. Why?"
"He's not in a good place, emotionally, and I was wondering if you knew anyone who could help him out of his funk."
"We were planning on going out somewhere when he was steadier after his mom died. Kero, kero."
"So could you help?"
"I suppose, but how do I know that you are who you say you are? Kero, kero."
"I am Rogue's mother."
"Okay. Could you call her to prove that?"
"Smart girl." Raven said taking out her phone.
She called Marie who picked up after the second ring.
"Hey mama. What's up?"
"Hey Marie. I'm here with one of your friends and she wanted to make sure I'm who I say I am."
"Okay. Put them on."
Raven handed the girl the phone.
"Hello?" Rogue answered.
"Rogue. It's me. Kero, kero."
"Oh. Hey Tsu. What's up?"
"Your mom just came up and asked me to go check on Jason with her because he's depressed, and needs cheering up."
"Oh. Do you want me to come with you?"
"If you wouldn't mind."
"Okay. I'll meet you at the front gates in five minutes."
"Okay. Thanks Rogue. Kero, kero."
"No problem. See you soon."
Tsu handed Raven her phone back. "Okay. I believe you."
"You're a very smart girl."
"I know. I also know that if you wanted to hurt me that you couldn't thanks to the teachers, students, and Principal Nezu."
"That's good. Should we go meet Rogue?"
"Sure. Let's go."
They left the school and met Rogue out front by the gates.
"Hey Tsu." She spoke.
"Hello. Kero, kero."
"Hi mama."
"Hello Marie." Raven said. "How was school?" She asked as they started walking to where Jason Blood and Haywood were.
When they arrived, they saw Jason Blood standing silent vigilance over Jason Haywood.
Raven walked up and knelt down next to Jason Haywood.
"Hey there kiddo. Want to tell me what's wrong?"
"Did you know that my mom was dying?" He asked.
Raven's silence was all the answer he needed.
"Did you even love her?" He asked.
"Of course, I did." Raven said calmly, though Jason could feel her anger.
"I wanted her to be happy, and you were what made her happy."
Raven wiped a tear from her eye.
"So, I watched as the woman I had grown to love gave all of her love to you."
"She should have left with you. At least you would have been able to make her happy."
"She would have brought you along. She wouldn't have been happy without you there."
"But I caused her so much pain and trouble."
"You're a teenager. You're still learning how the world works and think you know everything. It's what you're supposed to do."
"But..."
"No buts mister. Now. Rogue and Tsu are here. You are going to go do teenager stuff to get your mind off this topic while I talk with your dad."
Rogue grabbed Jason and pulled him to his feet.
"Let's go." She spoke.
Tsu leaned in close to Jason and soaked up his extra body heat.
When they were out of earshot Raven looked at Jason Blood. "Explain. Now!"
"Explain what?" He asked.
"You should have been able to handle that! You're his father for crying out loud!"
"I am not good at comforting others."
"Then you better learn!" She yelled. "You're struggling with Sheila's death, but he's struggling worse! He's lived with her his entire life, and one day she's gone. He needs a strong caring hand to guide him through this time in his life. So, either buck up like his father or leave!"
"I suppose I must do what's best for Peter."
"No shit Sherlock!"
"Then I must regrettably leave him in more capable hands than mine."
"Good. Sign custody of him over to Inko then."
"Very well. It will be done by the end of the week."
"After you sign custody over." Raven said. "Stay out of Jason's life. He already has one shitty father. He doesn't need a second one."
Meanwhile. At a complex in America
Willis Todd walked into the conference room with his three bodyguards, two on his sides and one behind him.
"Nice of you to join us, Todd." A man said condescendingly.
"Forgive me." Willis said. "I just got back from Japan."
"Did you take care of your personal business?" A woman asked.
"Not yet, but I have sowed the seeds."
"Excellent. Now. Does anyone have anything to say before we begin?"
"Actually yes." Willis said getting up.
"Well?"
"I am taking over." He spoke. "You can either join me or die."
The other members of the group looked at each other before looking at Willis and back at each other.
"Willis. This meeting is to decide the next leader of the syndicate. You can't just say that you are the leader now."
"I gave you the chance to hand control over to me." Willis said. "Now I'll take it by force."
Two of his bodyguards stood beside him and a force field surrounded them.
The third bodyguards body began glowing brighter and brighter until he exploded sending shrapnel from the chairs, table, lights, ceiling, and floor in every direction of the room.
When the dust cleared everyone, but Willis and his bodyguards were dead.
"Tell the others." Willis said. "We're taking over."