MHA is owned by Kohei Horikoshi and Ghost Rider is owned by Marvel
Welcome back, I'd like to say something real quick and just explain that the original version of this story won't be uploaded to this site and will stay on Wattpad, if you at all wanna see how far I've come just look for my account on Wattpad. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy the chapter.
The family looked for Izuku everywhere. They never found him. Time passed and eventually, they had to accept he wasn't coming back. The triplets didn't change much, Izumi was still focused on being a hero though she put more time into it.
Izuka was the same quiet girl who reigned in Izumi when she went too egotistical. Though she somehow got into more trouble than before.
Izuki seemed more determined to become a hero, she was still holding on to the dream of becoming Izuku's hero, she would train with her quirk where possible.
Inko eventually became a functioning human again and decided to try to go out more. Hisashi was all for it, he'd taken Izuku leaving hard but still kept his family together even rejecting a job offer overseas that would've paid far better because of the state of his family. A few months after Izuku left they started getting gift baskets filled with sweets, they read the tags on them and found they came from someone with the alias 'Dumb Bunny.'
Five years had eventually passed, the sixth anniversary of Izuku leaving getting closer as the year dragged on. The triplets were finally old enough to attempt the UA entrance exam.
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"Ugh, I'm so nervous," Izuki said. Izuki and her sisters were walking through the gate toward UA. The large building in the shape of an 'H' imposed on all who entered. Izuki shifted under the imposing building as if it were judging her.
"Oh, we're gonna ace this shit!" Izumi yelled out, seemingly unaffected by the imposing building. Izuki sighed and wished she had a quarter of her sister's courage. Just not the sewer mouth that came with it.
"Izumi, please calm down." Izuka the mediator back at it again.
"But come on, we're finally here!" Izumi gestured towards the building, "U-motherfucking-A!" Izuka smacked Izumi across the head with a newspaper that came out of nowhere.
"Watch the language, what would mom say?"
"Well, she ain't here at the moment so who gives a shit?" That earned her another smack by the newspaper. Izuki couldn't help but giggle at her sister's antics.
"That boy, Bakugou, is not helping with your mouth," Izuka stated. Izuki had to agree there, she didn't know Bakugou, as well as her sisters, did but even she'd heard of his fiery mouth back at Aldera.
"Hey! Don't go bad-mouthing Kat!"
"Well it's true, that boy needs to learn to keep his lips shut and to respect people," Izuka sighed, "I don't understand what you see in the boy."
"He makes me happy." She said, smiling.
"More like his tongue does." Izuka retorted.
"That too." She admitted shamelessly.
Izuki gagged at the image that invaded her mind.
"There's also his temper, it seemed to rub off on you."
"That's not true! I've always had a temper!"
"Then there's the swearing."
"Hey, you shut your whore mouth!"
"Point exactly."
"Well, at least he's not as bad with it as his mother."
The sisters stopped arguing at that and thought of Mitsuki Bakugo.
"Yeah, you're right," Izuka admitted.
"Not even a competition," Izuki added.
Izumi nodded her head and looked back at the entrance to U.A. It had finally sunk in as to what they were doing.
"What do you think Izuku would've said?" Izumi asked in a tone that simply didn't match her personality. The sisters were quiet for a while until Izuki spoke up.
"I like to believe he'd have been proud," she said with confidence. Izuku had become a taboo subject to talk about. They didn't hate him by any means, just talking about him usually brought the entire family's mood down.
"Well then let's do this." Izumi says with brimming confidence, "For Izuku!"
"For Izuku!" Izuki and Izuka exclaim.
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The three continued into U.A and went through the entrance exam. Izuka and Izumi aced the practical while Izuki limped into the top twenty. Izuki's quirk seemed to amplify in power during the exam and single-handedly destroyed the Zero Pointer. She also busted her arm and was fussed over by Inko.
The triplets had to wait for their letters from U.A. It was an agonizingly slow wait. Most days they'd train and work on their fitness, others they'd play video games, read, write hero fanfiction, or something else. A few weeks after the entrance exam, the triplets were laying on the couch watching some old movies. They never really understood why they liked them, but something about a quirkless man doing something awesome just made them beam.
The three were about to put in another film when a knock had come from the door, their mother answered and nearly squealed when she saw the envelopes. She composed herself until the messenger left and than she bolted for the triplets.
Each of them took the envelope with their name on it, they flipped them over and each of them widened their eyes in a synchronization only triplets could do. U.A.
The triplets leaped and bounded to private areas of the house to open their envelope. Each triplet opened their envelopes and was greeted by a small puck-like object, at first they were confused until the puck sputtered and a hologram appeared. Izuka was greeted by the principal, Nezu. Izumi was greeted by the Pro Hero Snipe, and Izuki was greeted by the World's Symbol of Peace, All Might.
The three U.A faculty members say the same thing with their own flares and encouragement, though Izuki's was a little longer with All Might speaking about their training. The Triplets were on their way to being heroes.
Later that day, the family went out to an All American Diner that opened up a few months before. Izuki was mesmerized by the look of the Diner, she briefly wondered if Izuku had been going to these places in America before her family called her over to the booth Izumi and Inko had picked out.
They ordered several things that would make a normal American salivate, milkshakes, fries, burgers, and chicken strips with a side of gravy. Inko commented on the number of unhealthy items on the menu as she ate a salad. The others didn't really listen to her as they chowed down on several unhealthy foods.
Eventually, they decided it was best to go home, they all walked out as snow slowly began to fall. Izumi was excited while Hisashi and Inko were pleading internally for the snow to stop so they didn't have to deal with it when they went to work the next morning. They never noticed the man standing across the street, watching them with a warm smile as they left.
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The night air was chilled and bitter as snow fell. Sirens blared through an area of deserted highway, a robbery had occurred only two hours before. The heroes had scrambled after the armored transport that had smashed into the front of a bank and hauled away millions in yen. Rocklock is in the lead car, "How the hell did these guys even get an armored transport like that!?" he questioned.
"How am I supposed to know!? I didn't give it to 'em!" The passenger hero responds, he leans out of the car and fires at the tires with his arm cannon. The bullets just bounce off the wheels, "Damn, I can't penetrate the armor!" Rocklock stays focused on the road, but can already tell this was gonna be difficult.
He sees one of the other pursuers pass him and gain on the transport, one of the heroes in the car opens the sunroof and sits on the roof. They raise their arms and a blue energy starts surrounding them but before they can do anything one of the villains leans out the transport window and fires a green beam from their finger. They had aimed for the hero's head and upon contact, his head exploded.
The hero's body falls out of the car and onto the road, Rocklock swerves out of the way but the driver behind him isn't so lucky. The corpse bounces directly into the other driver's windshield and causes them to swerve before running off the highway and to their deaths. Rocklock grits his teeth in anger, "Those bastards aren't getting away with this." he declared.
"Damn it! We need backup, Rocklock." The hero in the passenger seat says.
"I know that, but nobody's near us so we have to make due." The passenger seat hero grumbles in frustration but nods his head in reluctant agreement. The villains were having a right laugh about that hero they just killed.
"HA HA, did you see that!" The woman who killed the hero laughed sadistically.
"Yeah, real fuckin funny. Thanks for causing us more issues just to get your fix." The driver says sarcastically. He was probably the only level-headed villain in the truck.
"Oh come on! It was hilarious, seeing the guy go into the other windshield.. his brain matter..." She trailed off into a mutter of all the greatness of the gore. The driver glanced at her with visible disgust on his face. He had gotten roped into this heist after the gang he was driving for saw his driving skill and he really wished he hadn't asked for their most powerful member to accompany them. God he wished he never even said he'd consider it.
The woman next to him was truly the definition of a sexual freak, from what he knew she took actual pleasure in the sight of gore. This fact was solidified in his mind from the image next to him and the damp smell coming from her seat. The freak glances at the rearview and is greeted by an odd sight, an ethereal orange glow from behind the hero's cars.
"Well, well~ Look out boys, they have backup." When she said this the villains in the back of the transport look out the small window slits and see what she was talking about.
"Goddamnit! Hey, drive faster, we gotta lose them!" One of them shouted towards the driver.
"Uhh, did we call for backup?" The hero next to Rocklock asks. Rocklock glances at the hero before looking into his rearview mirror and to his surprise, a bright light was shown in the distance and growing brighter every second.
The light finally got close enough to see and Rocklock, and he assumed the other hero, gaped at the sight. A muscle car, he assumed was American, was engulfed in fire. The metal was charred black and a low red glow that looked to be veins flowed through the car. It rocketed past the shocked heroes at speeds no muscle car should achieve.
"Come on! Go faster, the car's getting closer!" One of the villains yelled at the driver. Another one grabbed a case near the duffle bags filled with cash. He popped the lid open and took out an object that brought a smile to his face.
"Don't worry, I'll handle it." The villain said.
Rocklock watched the 'Fire Car' get closer to the transport and also watched as the back doors were kicked open and a villain wielding a goddamn rocket launcher aimed at the car. The villain smiled savagely and fired. The rocket directly contacted the ground in front of the muscle car sending it up into the air, the road beneath where it once crumbled to the ground beneath.
Rocklock's eyes widened as he slammed on the brakes, the other cars behind him doing the same. The villains laughed at the sight and momentarily forgot about the flaming muscle car. That was a mistake. The muscle car spun in the air still moving forward but as it came back down it seemed to reorient itself. The car slammed back on the highway wheels first and continued the chase as if nothing happened.
The villains who bore witness to that collectively paled, and if you listened very closely you could hear their hearts slamming against their ribcages. The car gained on them and moved to the transport's side. The driver and freak look out the same window, the driver gaping at the car while the other looks amused.
The car swerved left and then right, ramming the transport. The villains in the back were thrown to the wall of the transport while the two in front jolted to the right. The smaller vehicle in a show of surprising strength began pushing the transport towards the barricades. The driver tried desperately to get out of the position but just couldn't push back against the 'Fire Car'. The transport eventually got right next to the barricade and the car swerved left before slamming right back into the side of the transport and finally sending them off the highway.
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He couldn't see very well. His vision was blurry and he was sure the red he was seeing wasn't his rage. He groaned as he slowly turned his head towards the passenger seat, the freak was still there but slumped against the roof since she wasn't wearing her seatbelt, and a large gash was cut across her once pretty face.
He looked down, up? He didn't think it mattered, he attempted to fiddle with the seatbelt until he heard an engine. His eyes darted out the window, the grass was the sky while the sky was the grass. A muscle car rumbled to a stop near the transport, he assumed it was the heroes and resigned himself to be arrested until the driver stepped out of the car.
Whatever he was assuming ground to a halt as he watched this ma- no creature survey the wreck. He gaped at the image, not even really taking note of it, the eyes paralyzed his rational thoughts, the only thing he knew was he was dead.
The creature walked at a slow and steady pace toward the transport. It seemed to flick its head from the front to the back sporadically as if it couldn't decide which direction it wanted to face. The creature suddenly disappeared from sight, he freaked out, the creature didn't even do anything flashy or show how, it was just gone.
A groan of metal caught his attention, he couldn't look behind him but could tell it was the back doors. A crash sounded through the transport as, he assumed, the door's hinges were torn off. He could feel a heatwave wash over him, he didn't know what had happened but considering the creature's appearance, it was most likely the villains in the back were being torched.
A cough caught his attention as he maneuvered his head toward the freak. She was awake and in pain, the earlier blush was somehow still present on her and it looked as if it intensified at her pain. If he was capable he was sure gagging and being generally disgusted noises would be his go-to, but he just stared with half-lidded eyes.
The sound of glass and grass being crushed sounded from the freaks side of the transport. He watched as she looked over towards the window in time to see a pair of burned-high tops appear, he didn't really see how the freak was dragged out of the transport as his vision kept failing him. The last thing he felt was the fire finally flowing over him, he didn't have the energy to scream.
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The heroes eventually make it to the sight of the crash. Rocklock stops the car and stares at the leftover inferno. He looks at the hero that was in his passenger seat, "Call the police."
The hero nodded and flipped out his phone, "Yeah, we need officers and firefighters on sight."
Thirty minutes later several officers, firefighters, and detectives get to the scene and begin an examination. A detective looked over the damage to the transport the fire was put out a few minutes ago so they could examine it now.
A forensics specialist walks over and the detective greets her, "So what do you have so far?" He asked.
"Well, we've found four bodies, most male and only one female, all have severe burn tissue reminiscent of being trapped in a burning house. We found the driver hanging from what was left of the seatbelt, which didn't exactly save him. The others were burned so badly we doubt anyone could recognize them if asked, we'll need to take them to the lab to identify them." She reported.
"Kami, so we're dealing with a sick bastard with a fire quirk." The detective said.
"Um, yes, but there's something else." The detective motioned for her to keep going, "The female victim was taken from the vehicle, we found drag marks leading from the transport to a small ditch where her body was found. The sides of her face have burn marks in the shape of fingers and it seems her eyes have been dried and shriveled in the sockets, also the pupils looked faded and gray."
The detective grimaces at the description. He looks over the scene and watches as the corpses are loaded into body bags and forensics look at the doors and the burned tire tracks off to the side. His gaze lands on the metal security doors that lay near the transport off their hinges. He suspected they could have been torn off from the handprints on the doors, the weirdest thing though is the shape of the prints. Skeletal.
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The triplets were sound asleep in their room. The sun had entered the room through the blinds hours ago but the three deep sleepers were not bothered. Izuki was tucked under her sheets with a peaceful look, Izuka was much the same though some smoke puffed out of her nose. Izumi was sprawled out and hanging upside down from her bed, her hair covered her face and blew away as she snored heavily, wisps of smoke coming from her mouth as well.
The triplets were not bothered by the smoke as Inko and Hisashi had a special air filtration system installed, the smoke would be pulled out through the vents and puffed into a purifier.
The somewhat quiet room was shattered when Inko's voice rang through the apartment, "MY BABY!"
The three sisters all woke up at the sound of their mother. They scrambled out of their beds and rushed out of the room, they moved down the hall and froze at the sight in the door.
Hisashi and Inko were both hugging a man they didn't recognize. He was slightly taller than Hisashi, maybe a few inches, with long dark green hair that reached just below his chin which had stubble covering it making him look very scruffy. Freckles dotted his cheeks and light shadows under his eyes. He wore what looked like a very beat-up green wool overcoat-hoodie that reached his knees and had a black henley shirt underneath, black skinny jeans, and red high-tops.
The man raised his head and looked at the triplets, his dim emerald eyes meeting their eyes, "Hey, troublemakers," he began, "You gonna join the hug or just stand there watching all day?"
The triplets' eyes widened as they recognized him the moment he said that one word, "IZU!" They all yelled as they rushed to join the hug, nearly knocking the other three over. They didn't care to ask questions then, they just wanted to be in his presence. Izuku Midoriya had finally come home.
It's here, it's done and I hope it's to your expectation I'll admit I was dragging my feet with the publishing of this chapter and that'll most likely continue into the others, I just hope it's enjoyable.
Also, I'd like some feedback on how I did with the Ghost Rider's first appearance in this story and its continued characterization later on. I'd also like to say here before the story continues, I'm taking creative liberty on the Ghost Rider as it isn't demonic in origin, Mephesto and other Rider characters will not make an appearance, and there may be an easter egg or two for them but otherwise, they won't appear. This Ghost Rider is not going to be the typical Rider from Marvel Comics.
I hope people are okay with that and aren't just here for the other characters or a deal with the devil, anyway thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it.
-OtherwiseR00K