Izuku's POV

The thrill of the chase. That made him feel more alive than anything else in his life so far. It wasnt chasing criminals that gave him the feeling. No, it was being chased by a certain Erasure hero.

Currently, he was sliding down one rooftop to escape out onto the street. Hot on his heels was the dark-haired man. This was the second time in a week that they had crossed paths. Third time in a month. No longer could it be considered a coincidence. It seemed the heroes and police had figured out his patrol routes. Fun, not.

Still, his blood sang with excitement in a way it hadn't since he killed the Jackal. A part of him had forgotten what it was like to chase and be chased. A deadly game of cat and mouse between two equally skilled opponents.

The stakes weren't quite as high as they had been all those years ago. Eraser wouldn't kill him. No, that would be against everything the hero stood for. Instead, he would capture Izuku if he got the chance. As if that made things better. It would still be a practical death sentence for the quirkless child.

In mid-air, he had to turn ever so slightly to avoid the tape like object that tried to wrap itself around his wrist. He had to give the hero credit he was creative. Too bad for him Izuku was used to being chased by creatures far worse than him.

When you are used to running just to live, running to keep out of jail pales in comparison. It was not to say the man wasnt skilled. If Izuku was truly his eleven-year-old self then he would have been caught night one. That Izuku did not have the experience or the darling that this version of him did.

As long as Izuku didn't get cornered he could keep this going indefinitely. A cornered Delta was a dangerous Delta. He would not hesitate to use the knives he carried in defense of himself or others. His favored blade being the orichalcum knife that was most readily available. Several other steel blades were hidden throughout his gear but they weren't used nearly as often.

As Izuku landed he rolled only barely missing a different arm that tried to grab him. In an obvious yellow suit was the Pro Hero Fatgum. From the records, Izuku hacked he knew that Eraser, Fatgum, and Ingenium were the current heroes assigned to his case. They finally decided to play their hand in trying to capture him together.

Izuku knew the three men worked well together. Ingenium and Eraser had gone to school together creating a lasting friendship. While Fatgum was one of the few daylight heroes willing to be more discreet and work with underground heroes.

:Which meant,: he thought as he kicked off the ground dodging another attempt at grabbing him. This time it was a silver armored arm. Ingenium then. Looks like the entire gang was here tonight.

A small smile was hidden behind his cowl as he dropped into a defensive stance. They had planned this out which meant every move they made was coordinated and exactly as they wanted it. Izuku knew they already knew about his knife and what it could do. If they didnt then their intelligence gathering skills were lower than he thought.

Pulling the knife from its sheath he waited to see what they would do. Fatgum and Eraser were his main focus. One with a capture quirk that would end any chance of escaping without seriously injuring the hero. The other with a scarf that would make his life very difficult.

Ingenium tried to reason as if he could hear Izuku's thoughts, "You're surrounded, Delta. The game is up and the police are on their way. Give up and make things easier on yourself."

"Give up?" He laughed the sound making his modulator screech in displeasure, "I'm sorry heroes but what do you take me for. I am not someone you can just convince to give up. There is a reason I am out here. You see our game has only just begun."

For a moment the heroes only blinked at him lost. Izuku then dropped his newly developed smoke and tear gas pellets on the ground. Smoke to cover his escape. Tear gas to get the Erasure hero off his back. By the muffled cursing behind him, he succeeded. He shoved his knife back into its sheath before taking off.

An arm belonging to Ingenium tried to grab him. Tired of simply dodging he put his skills to use. He went straight at the other ducking around the arm and kicking him in the chest. Before the hero could recover he swept the man's legs out from under him. There was a pained groan that followed a thump.

Izuku escaped through the alley's adrenaline pushing him to go faster. Eventually, he made his way back up to the rooftops. Crisp air cleared his head and he knew that for now at least he had lost the heroes.

Sighing he knew he should call it a night and Kavar would be finishing his first patrol. It was late and he promised Kavar that they would go check out the new cat cafe in town. The promise was that as long as he didnt get caught on his first patrol they would go.

Running across the rooftops he made his way to the meeting spot. Unsurprisingly Kavar was already there waiting for him what was surprising was where he was at. Kavar was at the edge of the roof. Part of Izuku's mind went back to when he learned his friend had committed suicide. That wound was still as fresh as the day it happened.

Seeing his friend there caused him to pick up his pace and ensure that he would not jump. Kavar turned to face him with a happy look. It made him relax slightly. His smile was genuine unpained. The complete opposite of what his memories showed from the original timeline. That wouldn't be on his face if he was going to jump.

Izuku questioned as he approached, "How was your first patrol?"

Kavar grinned as he stood under his mask, "It went well. I stopped three muggings and a store robbery. I think we should make a way for us to communicate easily. An earpiece or something similar."

Something to make for another day. For now, they needed to make their way back to the camper.

Tsukauchi's POV

Part of him wanted to be surprised at the state he found the heroes in but he couldn't. He warned them not to underestimate Delta and yet here they were. Eraserhead and Fatgum were having to rinse out their eyes and use extra strength eyedrops.

Ingenium was propped up on the alleyway wall. He had removed his chest plate and helmet to check for damage. Apparently, Delta had kicked him rather than just dodging. The force of the kick had been felt through the armor.

Naomasa questioned Ingenium first, "Are you okay?"

The blue hero groaned, "I'm fine. It will bruise but nothing worse than that. I'm sure if he wanted to seriously injure me he could have. Instead, he knocked the breath out of me and swept my feet out from under me. However, I did find something interesting."

That had everyone's attention on the hero as he continued, "I think he is young. Much more so than we originally considered. Otherwise, he is starving. I think that Delta is a teenager. The ankle that knocked my legs out from under me was about the size of my brother's give or take. Given that and his size."

Naomasa felt the blood drain from his face. Delta couldn't be a kid. Right? He was just smaller than the average adult. There was no way he could be 11 or 12.

By the looks on the other heroes' faces, they were feeling the same panic. It was one thing to go after an adult. Going after a kid was completely different.

Eraser said a contemplative look crossing his face, "By his skills alone I would put him in his late teens. No matter his body size there is no way he could be 11 or 12. It's not logical."

"We can't know for sure without more fights with him," commented Fatgum, "It will be difficult for those of us who dont have filtering masks. Especially with your quirk in your eyes Eraser."

They had gained some valuable information but there were still too many unanswered questions. Particularly where Delta got the materials to make tear gas? Or if he bought it. That latter would make his life infinitely more difficult.