5 Months until UA Entrance Exam

It was the dead of night, and Musatafu was both quiet and dark, save the occasional car driving down the road or someone turning on their lights for a few moments. It was the city's most peaceful time: if one forgot that the most heinous of crimes occured right under their noses.

In the shady area of the city, far from the majority of the populace, dozens of thugs were loading up a few vans with dozens of highly illegal goods. Drugs, weapons, you name it, it all paled in comparison to their biggest prize: human trafficking. Their leader, Choji Inuzaka was a large muscular bald man, standing at 6'7 with his Quirk, Diamond Skin, making him look like he was made out of diamond. Taking a long drag of his cigar, he called out to his crew in a deep gruff voice.

Quirk: Diamond Skin- The user's skin is made completely out of diamond and cannot be pierced in any way, however the diamond can break under extreme force.

"We almost done boys?" He asked, prompting his right hand man, Kimimaro Lee, a pale, thin man with spiky black hair of 5'7 to reply.

"About another minute or two and we'll be set. Ah man, I can't wait for the pay for this, we'll be set for months!" He exclaimed in a scratchy voice, the hundreds of quills lined his body rattling in excitement, his Quirk, Porcupine Quills going at full effect.

"Hehehe, you're goddamn right we will be, and it's all thanks to you girly." Choji said, leering down at the girl tied up on the ground next to him, his cruel blue eyes staring into the dark green ones of his personal prize, ones which merely stared back with defiance.

Garbed in a simple white dress and sandals, if she was standing, she would be at about 5'6, with a slightly curvy figure with C, bordering D-Cup breasts. Slapped on her wrists were a pair of stolen Quirk repressing handcuffs, disabling her hair, which were actually long, thick vines. Almost completely helpless, she could only glare at her captor and internally prayed that someone would come save her and the others.

This was Ibara Shiozaki, a teenage girl, Christian, hopeful hero and one of the many people kidnapped for human trafficking.

A few dozen meters away, near one of the few alleyways, a large man with bug antenna on his head was wandering off on his own, passing the time idly as he had completed his share of the work and then some. Passing by a trash can, he caught sight of something shiny. His greed taking over, he bent over and grabbed the object. Admiring the near two foot knife, his eyes barely had time to widen before he saw fire in its reflection and something slit his throat.

"Hey Kiba! Where are you man?" A thin woman with an appearance resembling a humanoid mosquito asked her partner, concerned as he was not one to wander off.

"Kiba?" She asked again tentatively, cautiously rounding the corner to where she last heard her comrade. She gasped when all she saw was a human shaped pile of ash blowing away in the warming night air.

"AAAAAAHHHHH!" She screamed, as something wrapped around her legs and dragged her into the dark, followed by a crunch. Her final scream did not go in vain as it warned her comrades.

"Split up! Half of you, stay back and keep whatever the hell this thing is busy. The rest of you, get in the vans, we'll swing back around and get the others!" Choji shouted, roughly shoving Ibara into the trunk of his own car and slamming it shut. Before he could open the driver side door, an unnatural silence permeated the air. Taking a deep breath, Choji turned around only to have a chain meet his face, knocking the spit out of his mouth. Stumbling, he barely gathered his wits before a pair of boney hands harshly grabbed the back of his skull before pulling it downward FAST, where his nose broke against someone's knee with a satisfying crunch. Throwing a blind punch, Choji squealed as whoever he was fighting broke that arm's elbow. Whoever it was that was attacking roughly grabbed his shirt and slammed him into the back of his car, popping open the trunk slightly.

"Look into my eyes, your soul is stained by the blood of the innocent. Feel their pain!"

He didn't have time to think about those words because the last thing he saw was fire: forever.

As the soul of the criminal scum burned and screamed, Ibara peaked through the crack in the trunk to watch what was happening, eyes wide. Not even a few feet away, she saw a skeleton: an actual flaming skeleton with a gem of sorts in its forehead, clad in black leather, did 'something' to her captor and he just dropped dead after he screamed bloody murder for a few seconds. Throwing the apparent corpse to the side, Ibara watched as the skeleton gazed around the area, looking for something. After a few seconds of nothing happening, her savior suddenly popped open the trunk. Frightened, she was perplexed as it gently pulled her from her prison, the flames not even warm. Once she was on her feet, red ashes gathered in the skeleton's hand before a large knife formed, which it used to destroy the handcuffs.

Walking away, the skeleton ripped off the doors of the vans before proceeding to rescue the other captives. As she watched, she felt a warmth of sorts crawl across her face and her heart started beating a little faster.

"What is this sensation I'm feeling? Lord in Heaven help me." She thought to herself, unfamiliar with this sensation.

Cutting off the last of the bindings, the skeleton looked over the people one last time before walking off, numerous piles of ash blowing away into the night air, indifferent of the people he saved.

He did not know how they came here, or why they were here: all that mattered was the guilty paid for their sins. As he walked down the streets, two female figures followed him from the rooftops, one of them pulling bloody quills from her body. They were allies and have been for years. They had nothing to fear.

1 Month until UA Entrance Exam

It was 9 PM as Izuku stalked the darkened streets, almost everything that could reveal his identity covered by dark green rags and cloaks, while his nanotech formed into a pair of clawed gauntlets and heavy boots. Calmly walking out of the alley, Izuku made sure to stomp on every thug he passed, venting his inner rage to a good cause. It took a few weeks, but he eventually figured out his Mom and Toshinori's work schedules. The few days he would be completely alone he went out for vigilante work.

Izuku snorted. Preventing crime was a crime. How did that work? As far as he was concerned, vigilantism should be encouraged as it was basically free hero work, which saved the government money. Sure you didn't get paid but still. Instead, you'd get arrested for it and if you use your Quirk, even in self defense you get in trouble. That's a bunch of easily preventable crimes waiting to happen.

Izuku felt something fall onto his head, making him crease his brow in confusion. Looking up, he sputtered as the apparent rain started coming down, quickly turning a downpour.

"Shit." He ground out before he started running back to the apartment, his boots quickly turning something lighter and with more gripping power. After a few minutes of running at top speed, deftly using the various street lamps, signs and wires to his advantage, swinging around and turning sharply like Peter and Gwen, he was less than two blocks away from his apartment. Ducking into an alleyway, Izuku stood under a fire escape, lightly panting and wiping the water from his face.

"Fuck I'm falling behind on this shit. I have to start picking the routine back up. " Izuku thought to himself. As he started to leave the alley, he heard whimpering inside a dumpster. Immediately opening the lid, his heart sank at the sight before him.

Lying in the corner was a girl, around his age, curled up into a ball as shivered from the cold. Even though she was wrapped up in a thin blanket or towel, Izuku could tell she was relatively thin, with C-Cup breasts and barely any curves that he could see. Hearing a chattering noise, Izuku looked past her messy blonde hair to see her teeth were violently chattering, her prominent fangs poking out from under her lip.

Diving into the dumpster, Izuku picked her up and winced at how light she was. Holding her bridal style, Izuku rushed home, taking care to keep her steady as she burrowed into his chest. Rushing through the building, Izuku quickly and quietly busted into the apartment and into the bathroom and started stripping the wet cloth off of her until she was naked and immediately wrapped her in a few dry towels.

He wasn't a pervert.

Grabbing a pair of pajamas, he threw them on her and wrapped her hair in a towel, making sure every single strand was covered. Carrying her into his bedroom, Izuku glanced over his room, internally thanking his past self for selling all his old All Might merchandise, save one action figure. Instead, beautifully made posters of The Avengers, X-Men, Inhumans, you name it, those heroes adorned his walls. Various gadgets and knickknacks adorned his shelves, ranging from rubik's cubes, puzzle boxes, half finished gadgets, etc.

Tucking her under his heavy blue blanket, he pulled out two pieces of paper and wrote out two notes, and stuck the relevant one for his guest on the dresser nearby.

Dear Random Stranger

I found you freezing to death last night so I took you home. Your wet clothes will be in the laundry and I will allow you to stay as long as you need. Just a warning, if you attempt anything and run, I will find you.

Commanding his nanotech to disassemble, it flowed into one of the rubik's cubes as he put on actual pajamas. Grabbing a pillow and blanket, he set himself up on the couch, placing the other note on the kitchen table.

Dear Mom and Toshinori

Found a girl freezing to death in the rain last night, she's sleeping in my bed and her clothes are in the laundry. Just don't freak out.

Before going to sleep, he spoke to Harmony.

"Harmony, run a background check on this girl please."

"Very good sir. She is Himiko Toga- age 16- birthday is August 7. She was last seen approximately 6 months ago. Her Quirk allows her to transform into other people upon consumption of their blood. There is a 98% chance she chose to live on the streets, as what I've dug up indicates her Quirk has been suppressed to downright dangerous levels."

Izuku growled. "Fucking Christ. I'm assuming it's due to nobody letting her ingest blood?"

"Yes."

Izuku's eyes rolled up as he just let out a deep, guttural growl. "I'll give her blood in the morning, just, we'll deal with it then, alright?"

AN: Alright, one familiar face has reappeared, along with two other mystery figures, although one of them should stand out. Next chapter, the Entrance Exam and Ochako/Izuku's fight with Bakugo. Izuku will be briefly meeting another member of his future harem, he will be making the teachers gobsmacked, and he'll more than likely piss a person or two with his awesomeness and antics: along with a twist on what will be happening during the exam.

Also, listen to and memorize Patrick Warburton's voice: someone important will be voiced by him in a few chapters.

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"Ahhhhh, U.A, where millions, potentially billions of yen is wasted each year just to teach children to hit people. Jokes on them, I'd do it for free."

"Would you?"

"Naw, I'd still charge them, but it'll take a few thousand yen, a tablet and a few signed waivers and I'd make these students the best damn heroes of this generation. Suckers."