Chapter 1 Act 1: New world, same routine

"You're all going to die here!"

Jingu exhaustedly says as he is pointing his gun at Kiryu as he is holding the recently shot Yumi. Nishiki, recovering from his fight with Kiryu runs at Jingu with a bowie knife to stab him. "Nishiki!" out of suprise as his kyodai succeeds in stabbing Jingu, but with the cost of getting shot in the chest in the process. Jingu being unable to get up, stays down inside the safe room with a bomb that will obliterate the 10 billion yen the MIA leader and Nishiki Patriarch yearned for.

"No way I'm letting this asshole… get away with it".

Nishiki, says as he trembles a little from the Patriarch gets the gun that he was shot from on the ground, and points it at the bomb saying how he will take the responsibility for being the one to cause all the problems he caused the Tojo and his friends.

"Don't do it, Nishiki…"

Kiryu is in a state of shock and shouts as the newly redeemed kyodai pulls on the trigger. The bomb goes off

"NISHIIKI!"

The scream echoes the room but alas.

The top floor of the Tower is obliterated causing money to rain around the vicinity.

Kiryu suddenly is jolted awake from that memory, now at nearly 50, the memories of the Nishiki that committed those atrocities were long suppressed making his memory of him before the entire Dojima incident, a time when he was a fun loving quippy sidekick to him that was always brought out his witty side more times than once.

"20 years… 20 years. I wonder how the other side was like for you, kyodai"

He says to himself in remorseful regret. Not wanting to delve into that memory too much, gets up and starts his daily routine, takes a shower while solemnly singing Judgement. He gets his towel and gets ready to do whatever he does nowadays.

He grabs that same white suit he has been wearing for nearly 30 years now and another memory flashes back.

"Hey, where's the usual suit?"

"Oh, right. I got this the other day. It spoke to me"

"Aw, c'mon, the stark white was way cooler. That suit was crisp. Not to mention, that suit's cut is already on the way out"

"Not me, huh? Maybe, but from now on, ill decide what 'me' is"

"Look, Ill grant you that joining up with whatever family is your call. Whatever. But when it comes to picking a suit you oughta take your damn friend's advice."

"Nah, I like this one."

"You're killing me here. How about black? Can't go wrong with a sharp, black suit…"

"I'm not feeling black or white these days. This is where I am right now. I chose it myself. I'm making it a fresh start"

"Fine, fine. See if I care! Wear it the rest of your life!"

Kiryu satisfied, smiles at Nishiki

"Thanks, man."

"I see how it is then, Goin' all cool guy on me"

"Nishik… Ive really racked up the debts I owe you."

Surprised, he replies

"Wha- What is this crap?"

Kiryu assures him

"If it takes me the rest of my life, Ill pay you back"

"What are you babbling about…"

Kazuma heads out but as he is in the midst of doing so, Nishiki joins in and says

"But sure. How 'bout we grab a bite, then? Your treat, huh?"

Kiryu realizing his pockets are empty replies with a nervous

"S-sure"

"At Kamurocho's finest steak house"

"Y-yeah, but…"

"What"

"I, uh… don't have that much cash on me"

"You ass!"

Nishiki wraps him in his arm

"Start walking, C'mon"

And the Judgement duo head off

"Those were the days, weren't they?"

He goes to his front door but notices that there is a portal looming in front of it. Kazuma tries awkwardly squeezing through the small gap but before he gets through, a hand suddenly pulls him in and he goes flying through the void. Floating in black void both confused and shocked, falls into unconsciousness.

Mustafu, 20XX

"The silence is killing me!" Mina whines as she tries to spark up a conversation but to no avail. A few beats pass awkwardly, and its obvious no one knows what to say. It's another one of those no energy' days for the 1-A kids, where everyone just sits around mindlessly and waits for something to happen, not having enough resolve to make something happen themselves.

"Oh well..." she mutters to herself, jutting her bottom lip out in a pout, and silence once again fills the room, everyone exhausted from the activities and training in preparation of the Hero Licensing Exams which are eerily looming closer and closer.

Some of the students are at the main hall chowing down on their food. Minutes pass and they're all either on the couch or back in their rooms.

Silence continues to pound in everyone's ears, and everyone seems to turn to Bakugou for whatever reason.

They wanted him to fill that silence.

The ash-blond only sneers at them half-heartedly, he himself not having enough energy to actually glare at them properly. Not to mention he was bored out of his mind.

"Fuck this. I'm going back to my room." He rises up from the carpet, not even attempting to duck out of the way of the television.

As he stomps away, he spares one last glance at his classmates, and his lips part ever so slightly in surprise to see that their dull eyes had sprung back to life.

He raises an eyebrow. "The fuck?" Deciding to stay, he follows their eyes to see that whatever caused them to suddenly be at full attention was the TV.

"-nother mysterious portal has appeared once again, and we have yet to confirm if this was the same one in Hosu months prior. We are currently sending our investigators to find whoever came out of it..."

The news reporter drags and drawls on and on about technical statements and nearly kills everyone's attention until..

"-day, a group of small time villains and delinquents have all been reported unconscious in an alleyway near the opening of the portat. There were no heroes confirmed to be within the vicinity, and the local police have luckily apprehended all of them. We were able to get a word out of the ones who were still awake."

The screen abruptly cuts to a man whose face was horribly distorted, his upper lip swelling in a way that makes everyone slightly grimace, a ghastly bump on his cheek, and a huge purple bruise over his eye. Bakugou has seen way too many faces much like the man's on the TV, and knows that whoever did that to him could not be meesed with. A small smirk spreads across his face.

"Guy was dressed up in a fancy ass white suit and a red polo, tookin like a fucking yakuza back in the day. I don't know who the fuck he is. He wrecked all my boys like we was nothin' ! Fucker was glowin' pink and dodging everything we threw at him! I ain't ever doing that shit ever again. I thought it'd be easy money or something. but after that Beast, I ain't goin near that goddamn neighborhood."

"I see, and where do you think he came from?" A voice of a man behind the camera piped up, his tone unreadable.

"Looks like he came from that way, the one with the black exploding shit above!"

"Looks like he could pack a punch!" Kirishirna grins, bringing his fists together in his signature Red Riot pose.

"No shit, Hair for Brains." Bakugou stared at him, unarnused.

"Hey!" He protested, but decided not to say anything else when he's met by the former king of explosion's hard glare.

"You think he's related to Gang Orca?" Kaminari interrupts, his finger to his chin as though he was actually genuinely thinking about it.

All eyes turn to him. An awkward few seconds of silence passed before Mina and Sero start sniggering to each other, clasping their hands over their mouths as they struggle to keep their laughter in. Kirishima looks shocked at first, before his expression turns into something of sympathy. Bakugou looks like he's been slandered.

The blond looks up at all of them, confused. "What?" His tone came off as accusatory. "No hero organization has been able to ID the fucker. The shit makes you think he'd be working under a hero, let alone related to one?" Bakugo practically hisses, seeming excessively frustrated.

"I mean... the way they describe him. The outfit, the title. They literally called him the Beast!" Denki retorts. Mina finally bursts into laughter, heaving over as she grasps Sero's shoulder for support, her other hand pressed against her chest

Bakugou looks utterly offended, opening his mouth, before deciding against it and shutting it again, his teeth clacking together with the action. He takes a deep breathe and sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I'm going to bed." Was all he said as he leaves. Sero starts cackling.

Aizawa is hunched over his table, his messy jet black hair hanging over the papers he was currently working on, only partially listening to the news. His bored eyes look up, red from exhaustion and dryness. It barely affects him.

He reaches over his table for some eyedrops, deciding to think over what he's heard from his television, which was the only thing illuminating the room.

Letting a few drops of the cold liquid ease his eyes, the teacher sighs.

"Nothing new."

*2 Hours ago*

Kazuma flat on the ground in an alleyway, unable to move in exhaustion, can barely get his eyes to open notices that men in black suits carrying another man in a white suit who is out cold and seemed to be there before him. He loses sight of him and thinks to himself "was that who I think it was?" and falls back into unconsciousness.

"You sure this is him aniki?"

"I am absolutely certain this is him"

"If you say so…."

They look back seeing nothing and tread their way back to a black car inconspicuously hidden in the night.

"What family are you….?"

The white suited man mumbles but isn't heard by the black suited men. Assuming that they're just some tojo grunts that worked for him or another family, falls unconscious yet again.

Kiryu wakes up again, hours later but in a seemingly different location, another alleyway but in a new looking city. Was it a dream? Or was it reality? The Dragon couldn't seem to care by that point, gets up. "Ugh where am I? I'll walk around this town for a while, see what I can find, probably find some hotel to stay in". And sets off nearly exiting the alleyway, while commenting how his body feels younger but with a tiny thing off but shrugs it off since he is just tired.

"Hey baby girl, lost? Daddy's here to pick you up"

"You got that cake girl, I want it in my mouth hehe" A man hastily says while holding his crotch

These thugs were harassing this young lady but little did they know what would come to them

"Stay away from me!"

The woman slaps the thug

Kiryu notices that these thugs were about to do something cruel to this young lady, he walks towards the thugs. They respond with.

"You got a problem gramps? Walk away before you become a punching bag"

Kazuma, frustrated with having to deal with them says.

"Oh? Well im the type that punches back"

The thugs, ready to fight 4 on 1, interjects with.

"We got a knight in shining armor boys, let's get him!"

The 1st thug runs at him with his blade fingers, only for The Dragon to evade his swiping and swinging. Thinking they made him fall into their trap. The 2nd thug attempts to sweep Kiryu off the floor with his tentacles but misses, causing the 1st thug to trip over and panic, making him swipe the tentacles of the 2nd one, leaving both of them on the ground. The 3rd and 4th thug, noticing the former Yakuza is glowing a bright purple, realizes he isn't a pushover and both run at him. Kazuma quickly evades the 3rd ones punch causing the hit to connect to the wall, giving the Rusher ample time to grab his head and bash it against the wall following it with a swift kick to the leg knocking him down. The 4th one makes a run for it but trips from the 1st one's unconscious body. Kiryu runs at him and slams his head against the ground, barely able to keep himself afloat, falls asleep.

"Thank you so much sir, I wouldn't know what to do if it weren't for you!"

She hands him a small amount of yen, probably enough to fuel a nights stay at the local motel.

Kiryu walks off, not seeing any other shakedowns he can intervene in, goes to a local store to get things he needs like hygiene and some dinner. He packs them in a bag and heads off again but then,

"Wouldn't it be funny if we stole his bag and beat him up? Ol' mans legs wont see 'em comin' " A group of teens chatter amongst themselves

"Yeah! yea! lets go to him" One of them says

"Oi Jiji!"

The Old man not caring at all, continues walking. And walking. And walking

"This fart doesn't hear us at all, now's our chance!"

The three delinquents, 1st with large hands, the 2nd has big feet, and the 3rd has a giant…. You know what. The trio charge at Kazuma, his response is a calm

"You're going to regret this…"

He starts glowing purple again, bobbing his head all 3 punks try to rush him but missing all their hits because of it. Kazuma starts barraging the 3rd delinquent with light jabs and punches until he gets overwhelmed to the point where he breaks his guard. He proceeds to punch him at the side of the head, the punk tried to recover but is quickly interrupted by an uppercut to the chin, Kiryu goes for the gut, then back to the head then feigns a kick below to strike his head with large amounts of momentum knocking him down. The color of his aura quickly shifts to a bright yellow, then he grabs the 2nd one and throws the punks body onto the 3rd one, both get knocked out cold. The 1st one, not wanting to fight this Beast, gives up and hands him money for compensation. But Kazuma denies and quickly lectures them on why they shouldn't be out late at night, then heads off for the motel.

"This isn't much different to where I used to live, though their bodies give a lot of questions to if theyre alright, ill find out soon… hopefully"

He goes to bed.

A/N: So this is my first time writing something long,,, any constructive criticism and suggestions would be gladly and greatly appreciated. anyway i hope you had fun reading this, i might be continuing this but im not sure,,, anyway cya :DD