Disclaimer: I don't own My Hero Academia or Sword Art Online.

Author's Notes: Read and Review! Which of the dragons do you like most?

Anyway... Izuku is overworking himself to learn his Quirk. Two dragons appear but don't get truly introduced. (Look at the last chapter. Imagine tiny versions.) Of course this chapter will introduce the Villains. The first Villain planned to interact with him...well a lot of people hate him. It's also an A.U. The next chapter should be fun. After all, this chapter is to show that Izuku is not overpowered...yet. It also shows the darker aspect of Izuku. Sometimes Heroes have to kill...and in SAO...sometimes you have to have no mercy.

Oh, and I've decided on a pretty unpopular girl for a pairing. Not many people use her as a single pairing so... Momo and Izuku? Cause I'm thinking that may be the pairing for this story. Especially due to all the dragons he's surrounded with. The way the story is going...

Toru gets attacked because she's like a thief and well...Dragons, enough said. Jirou wouldn't be able to handle all the noises. Tsuyu...She's awesome, but I sort of have a theme about hungry dragons and well...frog legs. I already have quite a few that are almost completely snake like. Mina may be a possibility if I hadn't changed his attitude. Wouldn't really work. At least for what I have planned. Nejire stays with the Big Three. Not gonna figure that one out.

I've already stated Keiko, Asuna, Ochaco, and Mei as sisters. Of course Ochaco and Mei used to have crushes on him. I'm not touching the rest of the SAO series after Aincrad, so Sinnon is out and doesn't exist in this world. It's complicated enough without guns. Or Magic. I have plans for Kazuto's sister already so that won't work.

((Title))

(Username in SAO) When not in Flashback

[Skill]

"Familiar Communication"

Summary: They said he couldn't be a Hero. That there was no way for him to gain a Quirk. Just like how they never thought that a madman would create a Death Game using a virtual reality machine?

Every Villain that lived long enough know how to deal with Heroes. Most Heroes hold back in fights to save civilians. All a Villain had to do was make a good enough threat to escape to fight another day. That or kill the Hero before anyone knows you're there.

There was one unofficial rule in modern society.

If you are a Villain, don't go after a Heroes family.

That can get you a dozens of Heroes and government officials on your ass. Not to mention the mass media support they would get. Or the attention they would receive from it that includes increased security over a family.

When your labeled a Super Villain, then you can do whatever you want because everybody would be looking for your head anyway so it wouldn't matter.

Even then most Heroes are ordered to capture, contain, and deal with Villains in a nonlethal manner. Even when dealing with Super Villains.

Of course that applies to Most Heroes.

Some are ruthlessly efficient in breaking or snapping joints to restrain movement. Some use moves that heavily injure limbs. Some use elemental based moves that force a Villain to stop before a lethal injury is sustained.

There was also the idea that you were fighting a Spotlight Hero who shouldn't resort to gruesome moves because of people watching. There would be limits that they wouldn't be able to do in a fight like popping out eyeballs or breaking bones to show through skin.

Then there were Underground Heroes could get away with injuring Villains. The Heroes word versus the Villain. Of course the Heroes would be able to have more leeway with that.

For Super Villains, there was an unofficial rule that many tried not to break. At least the smart ones anyway. Even then there was a fine line.

Do not break a Hero. Kill them instead.

All for One had told Shigaraki that.

He had told him about how he battered All Might's body. How he shattered his faith. How he ripped a mentor from the man. He spoke of manipulation and how he gave false hope to the man.

The Super Villain told him exactly what he didn't do. He did not kill the mans best friend or his other mentor. He did not kill every associate the man had or his technical support. He did not kill his goddaughter. Of course he let the threat of himself carry over to them, but he did not go out of his way to kill them.

He did not break the Hero.

Shigaraki Tomura remembered his twelve year old response. "Why shouldn't you break a Hero? That makes them weak. Easier to kill the next time. Easy experience points."

He remembered the man stifle a chuckle. "Pay attention to what I say boy. Learn it well. Never break a Hero. A broken Hero has three reactions."

The man sighed. "The first would be to stop being a Hero. To leave the fighting to others. The second...They become stronger, faster, and smarter. Those steel their resolve with a heart full of emotion."

"...And the third?" Asked the young Shigaraki.

"The third is the reason for that rule my young apprentice."

Now he understood what he meant a year and a half into the Death Game. The older teen shivered as he could hear the words of his teacher at that very moment. He didn't bare to blink at his surroundings.

"The third Hero that breaks...To put it in terms you can understand...They are like a dragon. A beast that had been slumbering in a deep sleep. It is primal. It is large. And. You. Have. Pissed. It. Off."

Shigaraki watched as a large green armor plated snake stare into one of his cloaked guild mates. The man had frozen before he had a smaller green dragon claw at his eyes. Another was bitten in half by the snake and the pixels of a cloak faded into the air.

He listened to horrified screams as a snake with arms grabbed a man before bellowing out a flames from its narrow maw even as its body lit on fire. Another had a green powder across his face before a dog like scaled creature grabbed the cloaked mans neck from the side and hurl him into the wall. That man had looked at him with wide eyes before shattering.

It was quite a sight to see a small boy with a green cloak walk calmly through the battle.

A black bladed dagger caught a mans long sword. A turquoise crystal shaped in a classic western dragons head was the beginning of the guard. Black metal from the blade went out to form a flat guard with sharp edges.

A single flick of the boys wrist had the blade fall and shatter. The blade ripped through the armor of the man like butter. His guild mate fell. He could see a bone like handle that ended with an green and turqoise swirl that grew darker until the very tip that stretched out like a small claw.

The boy simply stepped over the shattering man and continued his path. The little cavern shook as inhuman roars echoed. Even from where he stood he could feel the cold come from the entrance.

A few of the men who had run past the entrance were blasted by what looked like a beam of snow and ice. There forms shattered in an icy prison.

The voice of his master could be heard over the cries of the Laughing Coffin Guild.

"...Those are the most dangerous of all Heroes. The Fallen Heroes. Even Villains such as myself understand how dangerous they are."

Green lighting slammed into a man and a dragon as black as night slammed into a cloaked individual. Its wings stretched and lightning arced through them. One flap sent a bolt of the same lightning into another person who screamed in fear.

He could see PoH and the other main leaders backing away with teleport crystals. The surviving members used their own. One unlucky person came near the green haired boy who slashed his blade once and the man shattered with a crystal in his hand unused.

"Those Heroes...They dance with death coming close to embrace them and sing to life with the dying sounds of their enemies."

The dragons formed a semi circle around the boy. A winged dragon without forearms landed like a hawk on his outstretched arm. He stared straight at Shigaraki Tomura.

"...You talked about games? They are the ((Final Boss)). And you should hope that all your grinding will amount to something when they come for you. They are not All Might child."

Red eyes met green before the crystal teleported him away.

Kayaba Akihiko sat on the bed within his log cabin. He could see the green grass through the window pane. The trees in the background had their leaves rustled. The song of a bird lent a peaceful feeling come to him.

At his desk sat a stack of files to the left. His Nerve Gear was placed behind a single file that stood out. He sighed as he rose from the bed to his desk chair.

Out of a thousand applicants, only a hundred were Quirkless.

Kayaba felt his stomach churn. Guilt welled up inside. A tear dropped from his eye. He remembered why he had started this.

To build the first Virtual Reality. To bring hope to everyone that skills and wit could be made to accomplish things besides Quirks. A fresh start for anyone who entered the world he dreamed of called Aincrad.

He shuddered as he remembered why he needed to do what he was about to do.

The monsters that were being crafted by a... Kayaba couldn't even call him a Super Villain...a Monster would be more appropriate.

Screams of Quirkless children from around the world within prison cells in a warehouse haunted him. The cackling of a mad doctor as he showed a failed abomination to him. The body of a boy decaying in front of him to demonstrate his apprentices power.

The rasping voice of an injured Super Villain talking to him and saying that he would support his little test as a challenge for his apprentice. The low chuckle as the man forced a group of technical Quirks into one on him that could link him and the tech he used to the mastermind. They spoke of spies in the HPSC and the government that they would use to rip Heroes and their society to pieces.

The doctor had told him the plan to trap everyone in the game. That Shigaraki would learn how to be a true Villain due to the game. The whole purpose would be to make sure he had the mindset to inherit The King of the Criminal Underworlds Throne.

He had listened as the doctor showed him an experimental fluid that would be manipulated by the data Kayaba would collect within all of the Nerve Gears. The doctor had gleefully explained to the man about how his master had given his blood to the project and how it mould mesh with the Quirk Kayaba now had. The man had cackled in excitement as he explained that the artificial Quirk would adapt to the system and with all the Quirks and data it would replicate all parts of the Cardinal System's gaming controls.

Kayaba Akihiko had spoken to the apprentice only once and he had understood his purpose. His role in their little war with the Heroes. The man had been left wanting.

He would be just a stepping stone for a group of mad men. His legacy tarnished with the blood of innocents. All his hopes and dreams for a better future were shattered and scattered upon the winds.

Then he heard the...Monster... explain that only the Quirkless could possibly be able to hold the artificial Quirk. A blank slate that would be able to absorb this Quirk when the time was right. He listened intently even as the man said that there was only one dose in existence.

He remembered that he had stolen the liquid on a gamble before the launch. No resistance had met him. The Monster, as he took to calling him, had been taken to another safe house.

The man had destroyed all of the digital footprints of the work and had burned the doctors many workshops and warehouses to the ground through the use of planted bombs rigged to blow at the same time. Then he had disappeared into the wild with his cabin.

His friend and lover had helped him tremendously. Her ability to wait as he spoke his plans spoke volumes for her saint like patience. She had agreed to hold onto the syringe and keep it stored safely in her home. It would be hidden until the time was right along with a message.

He shook his head to clear his thoughts. He grinned maliciously. This would be his last few moments in the real world.

He had waited months to make sure his choice was correct. Waited and researched the boy, his family, his families connections, his in game data compared to real life, he had his friend psychologically profile the boy and the friends he had made along with the Cardinal System. This would be his end and anothers beginning.

They had wanted a Villain?

He would give them a Hero.

Keiko Ayano had been extremely happy that morning. Other than that little bump in with Endeavor at dinner the other night everything had gone well. As well as could be once the dragons started to talk. Pena had curled around her neck and purred before slinking down to the table where the food lay.

Inko had prepared a feast for breakfast with Ryuko's help. Mirko had left for work the other night. Hawks had been told he could stay the night in a guest room.

The only human left to come to the table would be Izuku. Of course, everything had to change because Izuku came out of the bedroom with a large yawn escaping him. The somewhat large dragons had all seemingly lined up behind him, except Queenie who was on his arm, and walked behind him like ducklings following their mother.

His All Might themed pajamas made Ryuko and Inko chuckle. Hawks just laughed as the boy rubbed his eyes. A chorus of animal noises came with the boy.

Keiko on the other hand just groaned which made the chuckles and laughter stop.

"Please tell me you aren't going to bring out more of them? I thought you would wait a little longer!" The whine of the girl made Hawks and the rest pale as they saw the new additions.

"Where are you going to put them? We don't have that much space in our backyard! Especially if they aren't fully grown!" Ryuko stammered.

Izuku shrugged before sitting down and tossing two pieces of raw beef. One clawed hand caught a piece while the other was snatched from the air in a large mouth. The boy then grabbed at Ryuko's coffee before chugging it.

Hawks mouth dropped. "You have bags under your eyes."

"Yup. Gonna have to make a deal with U.A. so I can have space for my dragons. I always wanted to talk to Nezu. Maybe I can get an apprenticeship or something. Oh. You needed more creamer for your coffee Ryuko. It was bitter." Izuku's hair shifted as he bobbed his head up and down.

He stared at Keiko for a moment. "Do you think I should dress up as (Drakon)?"

He waved his hand in a shooing motion. "Never mind. Forget that. I got access to my equipment. Everything that isn't potions or food. Quick Equip is a thing. Two sets are available beyond what I'm wearing now."

His head tipped. Keiko coughed. "I think you need to rest. Don't over do it. "

"Whatever. They are giving me a headache." The boy pointed at the larger creatures.

He huffed. "They won't shut up about meeting (Lizbeth). Something about trying to forge something for me that they couldn't do in the game."

The boy growled and hunched as he started to shovel eggs into his mouth with a spoon. He snarled as Shadow peeked out from under his arm. Its wings lightly flapping as it flew into the air and hovered above the boy. The spoon snapped.

Izuku spat out the metal in his mouth before grabbing a glass of water that was laid before him. He lifted it to his lips before Suppressor landed on his head. The glass shattered in his hands.

Water flooded his meal. Glass went everywhere. Izuku opened his hand only for small shards to fall into his plate. Anger filled his face.

He stilled. The sounds of hissing, chirping, light barking, and purring started to die down. He turned to the dragons. He lifted Queenie and placed her on the table softly.

Everyone watched wearily. Reluctantly Izuku spoke again. "I didn't get much sleep last night. Please tell me you can handle them? Just for a little while. I can't focus right now."

"Don't worry about it big bro!" Keiko's face brightened. "I was able to find her at the Rehab. I can call everyone!"

Izuku leaned back in his chair with a groan. "No thanks. I really don't want to talk to everyone at once. Just get (Lizbeth) here. She found some absurd way to understand them. At least Vulcan and Khione."

The teen stood from his chair and stumbled. Hawks jumped up and pulled him into a carrying position that allowed the boy to lean on him. Suppressor tumbled before gliding to the floor. "Jeez kiddo. What the heck did you do last night?"

Another yawn escaped the boy. "I just used to much energy to find out how to use some basic Skills like [Tracking, [Observe, [Detect Life, [Night Vision, [Heat Vision]. Then I learned about how to use the Quick Equip, decided two different Hero outfits, made a plan about which dragons needed to come out first..."

Again the boys head tipped forward as his voice drifted. "Okay. How about we get you into bed? Let's go." Muttered Hawks.

Inko frowned as she watched the Hero take her boy to his room. "That was..."

"Unsettling." Muttered Ryuko.

"Yes. I hope tomorrow will be better." Inko lifted a cup of tea to her lips.

Silence took hold of the room before it was broken by the whimper of Emerald.

The humans in the room looked on in confusion as Queenie stretched and laid upon the floor and Shadow softly landed beside her. Amethyst landed on the back of the chair. The white dragon took to one side and its eyes glowed. Traces of green lines ran up its body.

Next to the drake sat Suppressor. Its paw on Emerald in a patting gesture. As if he was trying to reassure the creature. The other new creature, a snake like being with two limbs coiled behind them.

"So... Should I call Mei to come to us? Or us to her?" Asked the small teenager.

Inko sighed. "Is that the (Lizbeth) girl? Go ahead. Maybe she could help us. What about those others? Maybe we can suggest a sleepover? I think Izuku needs to talk to someone other than Hawks. Boys can be in one section of the house and girls in another?"

Ryuko nodded. "Perhaps. Maybe they can stop the boy before he overdoes it again."

Mei was with Power Loader when Keiko called. After a brief talk about the interaction that Keiko had that morning with Izuku they ended the call saying that they would be over that night.

Mei, her eyes zoomed on the man titled Power Loader. "Dragon Hoard?"

He groaned. "Dragon Hoard."

"She said he was learning how to use Skills." The girl muttered in amusement.

"You want to learn about how it works? Along with a way to check his Inventory to replicate his suits?" The man rolled his eyes.

"Yup. That's the plan. You have to admit he looked bad ass in the game. You know how he liked that outfit. We have to be able to repair or even switch it out." The teenage girls hair swayed as she turned to the door.

Power Loader nodded in agreement."You have a point. He even went to Player Tailor's to make sure he had more of them and to keep it from shattering. No one ever managed to get him to change it."

Kazuto facepalmed as he listened to Keiko over the phone. He agreed to come. Yui sat in his lap eating a sandwich. He had no idea how the little girl was capable of eating it but decided it didn't matter as much as the fact that (Drakon) had been using literal Skills and had a full Inventory to mess with.

"Yui?"Stressed Kazuto.

"Yes Papa?" The little girl looked up at his face. The back of her head hit his chest.

"Please tell me that there is no way he has access to all the Skills he mastered." Goosebumps went up his skin.

"Why Papa? The Cardinal System made sure everything was accessible to the player recognized with the username (Drakon) with the I.D. 076 after he accomplished what the creator wanted him to do." The sweet sound of Yui made Kazuto pause.

"Wanted him to do?" Repeated a now pale Kazuto.

"Yup. A big mean Super Villain wanted a Villain. So the creator decided to make a Hero. He told the Cardinal System to challenge the player (Drakon) with new Quests and Awards." Fear crawled into Kazuto's eyes as he listened.

"Don't worry Papa! Once he has figured out that he can [Summon] his Familiars then (Drakon) will be the best Hero ever!" Her excitement settled a little bit. The girl frowned.

"Creator was right about the player (Drakon) needing a girl though." She narrowed her tiny eyes at Kazuto. "Papa?"

"Yes honey?" Kazuto hesitatingly asked.

"Will you help get Uncle (Drakon) a girlfriend? I watched him before you and Mamma. Mamma stopped you from doing a lot of stupid stuff. We need to stop Uncle (Drakon) from doing stupid stuff too." The girls stern expression made Kazuto chuckle.

The little girl dropped her sandwich before starting to pummel him with her little fists. "Sorry honey. Sure. I'll help. Somehow."

Crimson Riot was filling out paperwork for the funding of a new agency. Around him were students of U.A.'s Support Course working on making the building bigger. He sat at a large desk.

Across from the desk sat Asuna's father. The man looked around impressed at the work being done. "Quite an interesting idea. Do you have any idea what type of Hero work they will end up doing?"

The Hero laughed. "Possibly anything. Each on has their own specialty. Battle. Rescue. Support. It all depends on them."

The other man chuckled. "Asuna and Kazuto will want to work here for at least a few years. By the way...does this (Drakon) boy like girls? I have a niece, a cousin of Asuna, that is really shy around boys. Do you think-"

He was cut off by a call on the Heroes phone. "Hello?"

The Hero chuckled. "You've got to be kidding me?"

Then he paled. "Those...They aren't Battle Skills (Lizbeth). He wouldn't have logged off with those Skills."

The other man watched as the Hero seemed to sink into his chair. He lifted the phone from his face before he hit the desk with his head. The man dragged his hand down his face with a groan.

Crimson Riot sighed. "He added two more dragons. Great. Should I be worried?"

Another few seconds. "You're just joking right? He does not have access to his equipment from the game right?"

"He's bound to do something dumb anyway."

"So...Is he cute?" Asked a blushing girl with a long black ponytail with developing curves. Her tea cup held in a attempt to hide her blushing.

Asuna grinned and pulled out he phone. She pulled up an image of the boy and showed her. "You know he reminds me of you. Did you know that he loves learning about Quirks, dragons, and Heroes? He even used to be Quirkless. I'm not going to give you Kazuto, but considering he's close enough for Yui to call him Uncle, I suppose I wouldn't mind you taking care of him."

"Asuna!" A deep blush spread over the other girls face as the normally calm girl grew flustered. "I can't believe you just suggested-"

Asuna's phone rang. She answered. "Oh. Do you mind if I bring my cousin with me? Yes my cousin is a she."

A smile grew on Asuna's face. "Hmm. Well...We'll just see how they get along. He's teased all of us about (Kirito) for too long. It'll be interesting."

Goto Imasuji. Muscular. A Villain. Psychopath. Serial Killer. Monster. Murderer.

That should have been enough to make any man afraid.

Except for the man they called the King of the Underworld. He had been paid to follow that mans brat for the past two years. His health had been kept to full strength along with a few others that followed the mans orders.

The Villain had left as soon as he could. He had abandoned that man child to survive. He would not have lived otherwise. The man child would awaken soon and he wouldn't want to be there when it woke.

That boy...No. He was a man. That man had watched him fall to his pets. Emerald eyes had glowed as he was forced on his back.

His left eye had been damaged in the real world due to trauma that man had inflicted. That man held power. He had made the unofficial Guild Laughing Coffin his bitch.

He could hear the whisper of a boy named Izuku Midoriya who had the username (Drakon) from the King's doctor.

He would find the boy and kill him. No one else mattered. He would find out if this boy was the Hero.

He moved through the darkened alleys. A grin lit his face as he stopped at a small gas station. A midget stood at the front. Purple balls bobbed with his head as he listened to music.

He started to laugh.

After all, a Hero needs a Villain to fight.