I don't own anything. My Hero Academia belongs to Kōhei Horikoshi.

Hey, sorry for the late update. The way I have written this stresses me out so it takes me some time to plan everything and write it out. Again, I'm sorry but I have a new update. Hope you like it.

Agrond - I'm glad I was able to get you so invested in my story, and can you ask your questions, you may want to know something I haven't thought about yet. It'll give me more to work with. I understand if you don't remember them. It has been a while.

2 years later

Kanagawa prefecture, further location unknown

Laughter could be heard through the compound on the edge of town. Not a joyous laughter, but a peal of maniacal, crazed laughter; along with a buzz of electricity. However, there was one room that offered the sound no entry.

Three men sat in the dark of the room, each with a bar glass in their hands.

"How goes the operation, Eraser?" The largest of the three asked.

"Their security is tough to crack but we expected this. Just didn't think it would take 2 years to even get close to them, but I did get some information that confirms what we thought." Eraser took a drink from his glass.

"And what's that?" The third man with long hair spoke up.

"According to their security detail, none of them are allowed to talk to the daughter, but one of them disobeyed and found several bruises on the little girl before he was fired and subsequently disappeared."

The largest set his glass down and placed the previously occupied hand on his chin. "That is interesting. Though it's not enough, not yet. Start trying to engage with the girl in secret and gain her trust while you work on the security on their computer. If we play our cards right, we can blackmail them and get our hands on the girl."

Eraser drained his glass and stood up. "Alright, I'm going to go check on the three. See if they've killed each other or not."

The other two nodded and Eraser Head opened the door and all three heard the laughter, with the third man letting out a chuckle. "Seems little Midoriya is having fun."

Eraser said nothing as he closed the door and the large man chuckled as well. "Those three have affected him."

The other one nodded. "Whether he cares to admit it or not, you're right. They've affected all three of us."

The large man nodded silently as he reached for his glass and took a drink. The two sat in comfortable silence before the smaller man finished his drink. "Alright, I better get going. I'll be in Kyoto looking into that lead we heard about."

The large man nodded. "Have fun hunting. Don't get caught."

The smaller man laughed. "Who do you think I am. When was the last time I got caught?"

"Last week."

"... Shut up." The man opened the door and left, heading out into the world beyond the darkroom.

The larger man just chuckled to himself as he finished his drink and poured himself another.

Eraser Head found the three children out in the compound sitting on a stack of boxes, now all about 7 years old with a relatively good grasp of their respective quirks, terrorizing the goons they hired to do the grunt work.

The crazed laughter came from the mouth of a green-haired child, who shot bolts of emerald green lightning at the feet of the goons that ran back and forth trying to avoid being hit, though it was obvious to Eraser that the child was trying to hit anyone.

On his right was an ashen blond that looked on with amusement and to his left a bicolored boy sat with a blank face.

Eraser Head walked over to the three boys. "Alright, that's enough. Mess with them too much and they'll be too tired to get any actual work done."

The green head stopped and looked at his mentor. The sadistic smile transformed into one that suited his childish face more as he jumped off the boxes and ran up and hugged him. "Welcome back, sensei. Are you going to tell us where you go now?"

The ashen blond and bicolored boys also jumped off and followed their excited friend.

Eraser lightly pushed the greenette off him before speaking. "Not yet but hopefully if everything goes right, you'll have a new friend to hang with."

The bicolored boy had a look of confusion on his face. "Who is it?"

"Yeah, are they strong?" The ashen blond cupped his fist in his other hand as a tiny explosion erupted from it.

"Not it the term you are thinking off but yes, she will be strong with training but right now she does not have the nutrients to build her body."

The greenette looked up at Eraser's face. "She? Can you tell us who it is?"

"No, I can't because it's not guaranteed but with her home life I believe I can persuade her to join us in the coming years. Now let's get to the dojo and see if you three have gone soft since I've been away."

The three boys smiled and followed him to the dojo to train.

Outskirts of Chiba Prefecture

Kirishima shrugged as he pulled his head over the pull-up bar. "50." He let go of the bar and dropped to the ground. He grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat from his face. He was wearing a black tank top and some black workout shorts. He took a minute to regain some strength before he dropped to the ground and started on pushups.

A larger shadow fell over him. He continued to do the pushups in silence, waiting for the shadow to speak.

"Alright, that's enough. Come, we start on something new."

The blackhead rose from his pushups and focused on his teacher. He was an impossibly large man with long jet black hair, his skin was scarlet red, and he had fangs and horns. All and all making him look like an Oni from Japanese folklore. He spoke with a deep, gruff voice. His kanabo was strapped to his back as the two walked over to the sparring mat.

When they arrived, the large man turned to Kirishima. "Alright, before I put a Kanabo in your hands. We must first go through the basics; such as the stances and grip. The kanabo is a powerful weapon. You respect its power and it will lend you its strength." He picked up a stick and handed it to the black-haired child.

Little Kiri took the stick and looked back at his sensei. "Um Sensei Oni, I've been meaning to ask you. Why are you teaching me kanabo and not the lethal katana?"

The Oni let out a deep rumbling chuckle. "Where did you learn a word like that? But yes the katana is quite lethal but don't underestimate the kanabo." He walked off and pulls a ballistics dummy to the middle of the mat. "Now imagine this is a man." He pulled out his kanabo and took a swing at the dummy, full strength. The faux bones in the ballistics gel broke and some popped out where he had hit it. "That is a dead man, and if he isn't dead, he most definitely will not attack back. Giving you the opportunity to…" He brought his kanabo up and over his head and down on the dummy with a grunt. "Go in for the kill. So either way, the kanabo is just as lethal as the katana. Understand?"

Kiri watched the display with fascination and nodded. "Yeah."

Oni grin. "Good, now onto the lesson."

Oni and Kirishima went about their daily lessons but this time with the kanabo mixed in.

Hosu

Stain woke up to the sound of a child crying out in pain. He rushed out of bed and into the kitchen of his cheap apartment.

There was his ward at the counter, a slightly bloody knife in his hand and what looked like what would have been breakfast in front of him.

"Tenya, what happened?"

Tenya turned around and the wound became apparent. Tenya had accidentally sliced open his palm, somehow. "It was an accident. I was trying to make breakfast because you were still asleep and the knife slipped from my hand."

Stain sighed, wiped the sleep from his eyes, walked over to the counter, pulled out the first aid kit from a drawer, and beckoned the injured child over.

Tenya shuffled over and held his arm out.

Stain started to treat the cut. "Tenya, you must be careful with knives. They are powerful weapons. Respect the knife and it will respect you. That goes for all weapons as well. If you are messing around with a weapon, it will cut you like the knife did today. Do you understand?"

Tenya stayed silent and watched as Stain wrap up his hand before he nodded. "I understand. Can you teach me now?"

Stain tapped the gauze before studying Tenya's face. "I suppose it is time to teach you in my ways. Once your hand heals we will start on your training. But first, we have an errand to run."

Tenya said nothing but nodded with a determined look on his face as he holds his injured hand protectively.

Unknown Location

Stain and Tenya stood in front of a building that had unquestionably seen better days.

Stain knelt and looked Tenya in the eye. "Remember, you keep quiet and let me do all the talking. These men are useful but should not be trusted under any circumstances. Understand?"

Tenya nodded and Stain stood back up and knocked on the door.

The door cracked open and a black-haired man with patches of burnt skin all over his face peeked through. "Can I help you?" He drawled out as if already bored with the conversation.

"We are here for an order I placed a while ago. I asked you to hold onto it for me."

He was answered with the door slamming in his face and the sound of multiple locks clicking open and the door swung open to reveal the full image of the answerer and his punk bearing. He wore a black leather trench coat, a white ripped t-shirt, black jeans, and boots. The scarring on his face was shown to be further down, reaching below his collar bone and even spanning his arms. He wore a bored visage and stepped back into the dilapidated abode.

Stain narrowed his eyes as he placed a hand on Tenya's back and pushed him forward as he entered after.

The strange man that answered the door led them through a secret door into the basement of the building. Inhabiting the lower room was another man, this one wasn't quite as strange-looking as the black-haired punk, for he had grey hair and a purple suit. He looked up and smiled as the three men enter the room. "Ah Stain, it's good to see you again. Here to finally pick up that package." The way he said it was more as a statement than a question.

Stain looked around at the secret underground market these two men ran by themselves, quite successfully as well. It was a single room with two doors that lead out from it. It had bare walls and a single table with two chairs on either side. "Indeed, it's time to start this one on his training." He pats Tenya on the shoulder as he spoke.

The black-haired man narrowed his eyes at Tenya before disappearing through another door in the cellar.

"I apologize for my associate. He also has a brother around that age that he hasn't been able to see for two years. He's not happy with me about it, but just between you and me. It's the big guy's choice and you know you don't go against him."

Stain stared down at the man in front of him and said nothing.

"Alright fine, down to business it is. I never get to talk about anything but that with you." He left through the other door and returned shortly after with a leather-wrapped bundle. "I thought you would never come and get these. Now I forgot, did you pay already or not?" A sly smile crept up but before anything happened Stain slammed the table and the man jumped, losing concentration on whatever he was doing.

"You know full well I paid for the package and a 2-year storage plan, and that was all last year so I believe you owe me a refund for the last year of the plan."

The man frowned before stuffing his hand into his pocket, pulling out a wad of bills, and placing them on the table.

Stain picked up the money and started counting until he reached the correct amount and saw that there was still some money left. Stain glared at the man, who now looked nervous. Silently, he placed the extra money on the table, picked up the bundle, and turned around. "Come, We're done here."

Iida turned around and followed Stain up the stairs, out the door, and back to their apartment.

Kyoto

Two girls of different ages ran into an alley, the older one with a hand on her stomach with red seeping through her fingers. She pulled her younger companion behind a dumpster and placed a hand over her mouth to keep her quiet.

The sound of multiple feet came running and came to a halt outside the ally.

"Where did they go?" A gruff voice sounded.

"I don't know boss. I saw them come this way but they must have turned another corner before we rounded that one."

"Fine, they won't get very far. I nailed the older one pretty well as they were running. She won't be surviving for much longer. Serves her right for protecting a disgusting mutant."

Tsu turned to Lorelei and in the process, accidentally pressed on her wound causing her to cry out before she shot her hand to her mouth to muffle it.

"Huh, what was that? Is something down there?"

The sound of footsteps could be heard entering the alley.

Time slowed down for Lorelei as the group that had attacked her and Tsu crept closer to their hiding place. The terror she felt at the thought of this group getting their hands on the tiny frog girl, she had protected for two years causing tears to form in her eyes. She placed Tsu on the ground and with a looked of determination stepped out from behind the dumpster with her hand glowing a sickly green with vapor coming off them.

The group of rough-looking men stopped and a large bald guy in front smiled. "Well, isn't that sweet? Using your dying breath to protect that mutant bitch."

Lorelei gritted her teeth and got ready to fight but before anything could happen. Another voice rang out from the entrance of the alley. "What's going on here?"

Everyone turned to the newcomer and saw a skinny figure clad in a yellow shirt, leather jacket, and bikers pants. They had headphones on and long yellow hair sticking outback of his head. "A group of big burly men against one girl? Doesn't seem fair does it."

One of the men in the back started to shake in fear. "Oh crap, it's Present Mic."

The bald man looked at the guy that said that before he looked back at the blond-haired man, now with a fearful expression, and raise his hands. "Hey look, man. We don't want any trouble."

Present Mic sighed as he took out what looked like a speaker in the form of a neck pillow and placed it around his neck. "Well, unfortunately for you. Trouble found you the moment you targeted that little girl behind the dumpster." He glared at the group of men. "I don't take too kindly to quirk discrimination."

Lorelei, seeing what was about to happen ducked back behind the dumpster. "Tsu, cover your ears."

"Why?"

"Just do it, please."

They both cover their ears as Present Mic let loose an ear-splitting scream at the group point blank and didn't stop until they were on the ground with blood coming out of their ears.

He stepped over the men and approached the dumpster and looked behind it.

Lorelei and Tsu looked up at him. Lorelei was pale and felt too weak to move now from blood loss and knew that she wouldn't make it past the hour even if she got medical help, so she looked at the blond man with pleading eyes. "Take care of her. She's been through enough. Please."

Tsu barely understood what was going on but knew that her friend of two years was leaving her. She started to cry and cling onto Lorelei as Present Mic knelt, staring into her dying eyes. "Of course, my partners and I will take excellent care of her."

Lorelei weakly smiled. "Thank you." As she said that, the eyes that had been so full of life the past two years for the first time since her parents left her, became dull as that every same life slipped from them.

Present Mic had a somber look on his face as he reached forward and closed her eyelids. She had gained his respect by being willing to die for the little girl that clung to her still-warm corpse.

He placed a hand on the frog girl's head and she immediately detached from Lorelei's body and flung herself on Present Mic and cried her little heart out.

Once she was done, she fell asleep and his arms. He smiled before he picked up the sleeping Tsu and Lorelei's body and walked away.

Aichi Prefecture

The young Momo sat on her bed, crying, and feeling lonely. It wasn't the first time and she figured it wouldn't be the last time. She had, once again, failed to impress her parents. She got 100% on all except one of her tests, earning a 98% on her English test. Her dad had beat her in his office and sent her to her room. Not allowing any of the help or employees to talk to her. But there was this man, he had long black hair and looked like he had stayed up all night. He watched her go as he worked. Her parents didn't seem to notice this man staring.

It was then that she heard the door open and close quickly.

Confused, she looked at her door, and there stood the black-haired man.

In between tears, she choked out. "You're not allowed to be in here. Mommy and daddy said."

The man's face didn't reveal his emotions as he stepped forward. "I am aware, but I'm already doing things they don't like. Might as well visit you. Don't want you to be lonely." He pulled out a stuffed animal and held it out to her. "I also brought you this."

Momo looked at the object before taking it from his hands.

"Now you have to keep this hidden from anyone else. If anyone comes in here, keep this hidden."

Despite the tears flowing down her face, she smiled softly and nodded.

Just then, the door handle jiggled and the man snatched the animal from Momo's hands and ducked behind the door as it opened.

Her mother walked in and stared her daughter down. "Who was in here?"

Little Momo looked at her mother in fear before stuttering out. "N...No one."

Her mother scowled and walked forward leaving the door open.

Momo saw the man slip from behind and slip out the door. His hands were empty.

Her mother stopped in front of her and bent down and looked under her bed but saw no one. She walked over to her closet and opened it, again seeing no one. She searched the entire room but didn't see anyone here as she thought. She scowled, angry that she had been wrong. She walked over to Momo's desk and pushed everything off it in anger, before turning back to the door. "Pick that up." Without turning around, she walked out and closed the door.

With Aizawa

Aizawa watched from the shadows as Ms. Yaoyorozu stalked away from her daughter's room. 'Hmm, I've got to be more careful. That could have been a disaster.'

He slipped out of the shadows and walked back downstairs to the server room where he was supposed to be working. He pulled out a thumb drive and plugged it in before working on breaking the encryption on their private servers. "Just requires more work than I thought."

With Momo

Once she was done picking up and reorganizing her desk, tears flowing down all the while.

She sat on her bed but then noticed the stuffed animal the man had given her next to her door. She walked over and picked it up and returned to her bed and started playing with the animal. As she was playing with it, one of the seams opened up and out fell a little note.

Curious, Momo picked it up and opened it, and started to read.

Young Yaoyorozu,

Hi, my name is Shota Aizawa. I know I left but I promise that I will be returning as much as possible without alerting your parents. Next time I arrive I can tell you more about myself and we can talk more. But hold out until then.

P.S. You should get rid of this note after reading it. Don't want your parents finding out now, do we?

Momo looked around her room, looking for a way to get rid of the note before just simply throwing it away and burying it under her trash.

She saw that the seam was velcro and pushed them back together and continued playing with the animal.

Mie Prefecture

Young Ochako was sitting in an alley with another kid. He had Light Brown and a small form.

"Where is she?"

Ochako looked at the boy. "She said she would be here and she will. Stop worrying."

"I'm not. I'm just hungry."

Just as Ochako was about to replay, a figure appeared in front of the of them. "Then it's a good thing I have food."

"BIG SIS." Ochako squealed and threw her arms around the new figure.

"Now now, quiet down. We don't want to draw any unwanted attention."

Ochako looked down in shame before sitting back down. "Sorry."

'Big Sis' just smiled and sat down as well. "It's fine, no harm down. I understand the enthusiasm. Now it's time for food." She placed the plastic sack she was carrying down and pulled out small cardboard containers. "Today's theme is American with some bacon cheeseburgers." She handed one container to each of the children and smiled while watching them happily eat the burgers. She lifted her own to her mouth and took a bite from it. She then thought about the debt that put her on the streets. 'I wish I could stay with you two forever but I don't think I can. I'll give it a year before they come after me." Her smile turned sad while watching the two children that she had been looking after for the past two years. These two had found their way into her heart, not that it was a hard thing to do when you were that young.

2 years ago, 3 days after Ochako was abandoned

Magne was walking along the street that had been deserted for a while due to it being in a bad neighborhood. "People say that this street is haunted by the sounds of a whaling child. It could be anything but if there is a child here on their own, I can't leave them here."

The silence of the street was suddenly interrupted by an ear-piercing crying that seemed to bounce off the walls.

Magne perked up and followed the sound before she came to an alley. She looked into it and spotted a little girl. She was crying, obviously, with her back turned to the opening.

Magne's heart broke at the sight of it. This girl couldn't have been more than four and from the state of her, It was obvious that she had been abandoned. Magne stepped out in the open, making sure not to hide anything. "Excuse me? Are you alright?"

The little girl jumped and turned around, staring at Magne. She held fear in her eyes as she backed up.

Magne raised her hands to comfort the girl. "Hey, don't worry. I'm not here to hurt you. I'm sorry for startling you." She took a couple of steps into the alley and sat down on the wall before reassuringly patting the spot next to her with a kind smile.

Ochako slowly calmed down before she carefully walked over and sat down next to her.

"What are you doing here by yourself little one?"

Ochako sniffed a little before answering. "My dad left me."

Magne immediately felt anger flare up inside her. She kept her face neutral as not to scare off the little girl. "Well, my name is Magne. What's yours?"

"My name is Ochako."

Magne smiled a warm smile. "Well, that's a very lovely name. A very lovely name for a very lively little girl. How about this? You can come with me and you'll never be alone."

The little girl looked at Magne. "What about daddy?"

"Oh, don't worry. I'm sure he'll be back. I'll just look after you until then ok?"

Ochako looked up at Magne before she smiled and nodded.

They ran into the boy about a year later and ever since then they've been moving around. Magne dreads the moment when they have to part ways. She doesn't want to leave these two, but she will have no choice.