Of course, Izuku was all that the media could talk about. 'Stain's Apprentice' this, 'Stain's Apprentice' that; actual news was barely mentioned. It made a certain prisoner in the most secure facility Japan had to offer, immensely proud.

A certain Stain.

The hero corporation and government in charge of Tartarus had finally decided on a move against the child. They were going to kill Akaguro with the goal of destroying the boy's hope.

Chizome knew this. He smiled at the guards who came by to mock him, making sure to glare at them right in the eyes. He had become a joke to the police force, many of them laughing over how the guy who would 'change the world' was sitting in an uncomfortable one room cell.

He was strangely calm for someone about to die. He always kind've imagined he'd go down in battle, no doubt covered in blood and using up his last vestiges of strength. Perhaps bleeding out from sword wounds, which would be almost hilariously ironic. Maybe some form of cliff or high edge, so he could have no possible means of surviving.

Yeah, that's how he would have imagined he'd go out. Falling after a defiant battle of wills.

A morbid train of thought to be sure.

But today, he didn't feel like he was going to die. There wasn't any sense of finality to this. Instead, a thrilling sense of euphoria thrummed through out his body.

Therefore, when the solid wall to his right suddenly melted into a pile of ash, Akaguro Chizome didn't question it. He only turned his head lazily and smiled. Of course, there was no one to be seen.

"Hello Master." The all too familiar youthful voice, muffled by an invisible mask, was an indescribable joy to the prisoner. "Sorry I took so long."

Akaguro chuckled, nearly laughed. "Kid, this time, you don't have a single thing to apologize for."

Izuku stepped into the cell, figure becoming visible. His hand fell away from his belt and he was wrapped in the arms of his father. The two stayed standing together for an emotional moment, finding a peace in each other.

It felt as though they had been separated for years, and Stain couldn't question why he could feel Izuku trembling in his arms. He, along with the rest of Japan, had watched the boy go through hell and back. To feel those insecure shoulders underneath his arms, no matter how much they shook, worked an almost therapeutic miracle on both master and student.

Chizome was the first to move, knowing Izuku could have probably stayed like that for hours. "Shouldn't there be police and heroes storming down these halls right now? And how did you get in here? It's designed to not let anyone in or out, especially loners. And what about your eyes?" That last was said rather urgently, parental instincts spiking.

The teen nodded to his master's questions, rifling through his coat pockets and violently sniffing back his emotions. "I have the tapes running on loops, but that probably won't last long, we need to get you out of here. Put this on." Izuku handed Stain a belt similar to the one he wore and a pair of goggles. "The dial at the middle, turn to the left twice. As for entering," he leaned out of the gaping hole in the wall, listening for guards while he spoke in a hushed tone, "I'm not alone. I've made friends and valuable allies."

Stain completed the motion of activating the invisibility belt, looking warily at his student. "Who? Are they to be trusted?"

Izuku nodded, activating his own belt. Through the modified goggles, Stain could still see Izuku, and could only trust that the boy was invisible. "Yes. I trust them. We need to leave. I'll explain them and my eyes later, at a more appropriate time."

The two sped down the halls, as silent and noticible as ghosts. Izuku raised a hand to his ear, speaking in hushed tones.

"Dabi, Spinner, gimme good news." He tilted his head as he listened, making Akaguro wish he had an earpiece as well. He was curious as to who these friends were. "Good. Woods?" Another brief pause. "Perfect. You two, get out quickly; Woods, wait for us."

They kept moving through the asylum, speeding along slightly. "Those your new friends?" Stain asked, no doubt sounding like an overly protective parent.

"Yep." Izuku moved to one side of an elevator they were nearing, Chizome taking the other. "Just need the janitor to arrive on time now-"

As the squeak of wheels was heard approaching the elevator, Izuku reached to his belt, unfastening a little bottle of sleeping gas. The doors were opened and the three men slipped inside. The poor janitor had no idea what happened. As soon as the door were shut and the button pressed, Izuku was on top of him. With a hand over his mouth and a face full of sleeping gas, the man had no chance. Once sure that he was completely out, Izuku held one gloved hand over the unconscious janitor's face, a blue light shining from his palm. Izuku then bundled the man into the cleaning trolley with a helping hand from Stain.

Izuku stood, reaching to his belt and turning the dial to the left once. Immediately, his image changed from invisible teen to the unconscious janitor. The hologram solidified just as the doors opened.

"Mind explaining why we did that now?" Stain hissed as Izuku squeaked his way to the maintenance closet. The wheels masked their voices, so the two criminals could quietly converse without fear of being heard.

"He always fiddles around with his supplies when he's in the elevator." Izuku muttered quietly, speaking behind his holographic smile. "He would have knocked into us." Izuku locked his trolley and apron in the closet with a satisfying click, walking away with a cheerful whistle. They neared the exit doors, their breath growing rapid. Coming from the halls to their right, Dabi and Spinner could be seen, walking just as lightly and shrouded by the invisibility belt. They nodded in greeting, gesturing to the confiscated blades they carried: Stain's katana, his many knives, his shurikens, all.

Izuku seemingly didn't acknowledge them, still pretending to be the whistling janitor. He reached the large tunnel to ferry them away, silently praying that his hacking hadn't been discovered and would hold true. His adrenaline and nerves were soaring, causing his vision to distort and fade in and out, making him feel sick. He wished he could just close his eyes, but it would be too suspicious, so he was forced to focus solely on walking in a straight line. Izuku was still adjusting to his half blindness, and was traversing the walkway entirely through memory. Regardless, Akaguro silently rested his hands on the boy's back to steady him.

He stepped inside the tunnel, the sliding doors staying open long enough for the three others to slip through. The secutity guard greeted Izuku with a half smile, believing him to be the simple janitor. "Hey there friend. Alone again?"

Izuku laughed spreading his arms to be patted down. "Ah, you know what they're like." He drawled out the 'they're' and winking slyly at the officer, implying a less than innocent subject. "Can't find a loyal one for anything."

The guard laughed, waving Izuku forward. "Hah! True my friend!"

Izuku discreetly held his breath as they approached the last security measure, a heat detector. Izuku may be able to disguise and turn people invisible, but thermal energy is hard to get rid of. If his hack was still in place, then the others would pass underneath the detector without setting every alarm the asylum possessed off and starting a mad chase. If it wasn't, then Izuku was unsure if they could make it tp the van in time.

One step, two; he had resist the urge to look at the detector, not that he would have been able to see it. He kept whistling, trying keep his breathing regular. A third step, one more; he relaxed his fists, allowing his limp hands to swing by his sides lazily.

At last sunlight hit his face. He blinked, feeling the warmth saturate into his skin, and smiled, letting out a sigh of relief. He turned to the left and wandered towards 'his' car.

"That was stressful." He muttered, ducking behind the janitor's small car. He switched his belt back to invisibility and walked briskly towards a row of police vans, his vision slowly returning. "Woods, which one are you?"

At the reply, Izuku turned to the next row over. They all were nearly sprinting now, racing towards the lone van fueled by sheer adrenaline alone. The car was carefully placed, coupled with a very specific video loop, so that the opened doors couldn't be seen by neither guard nor camera. With how easily Izuku had gotten into their system, he almost could have thought that he was pulling this job at a third rate downtown police station.

The four piled into the car; Woods, the driver, Spinner in driver side passenger, Dabi behind Woods, Stain on the other side, and Izuku between the two. "Keep your belts activated" Izuku murmured as Elija pulled out of the parking lot, "we can't afford be seen."

Woods, disguised in a belt of his own, pulled up to the gate, was dismissed by the security men, and moments later, was out onto the free roads.

They had done it.

The boys chuckled to each other, tension melting away to relief. Hands went to waists, and soon they were all visible to each other plainly. Still laughing, Izuku bent down, freeing his laptop from the bag at his feet. He had one more hack to complete.

With a few expert clicks, every cell in Tartarus cracked open. Fire extinguishers went off, alarms blared, and all cameras deactivated. A little well placed chaos to leave a mark.

He snapped the computer shut, sitting back with a sigh and melting into the chair. He fumbled his mask off, taking a refreshing breath of cold air pumping from the A.C. Izuku felt as if a millstone had been removed from his shoulders, causing him to relax involuntarily and slip sideways into his master's side. Akaguro gave one last chuckle, folding his arm around Izuku's shoulders. They took another brief moment just to bask in each other's presence.

Chizome finally lifted his head, eyeing the two men Izuku had apparently become friends with. An emo, scarred, twenty some year old, and a lizard. There was also the driver, but he was quickly dismissed in Akaguro's mind; Woods was clearly only a civilian. The two others stared back at him, wide eyed, like children.

"And who are you two?" He asked gruffly, all amusement gone from his voice. Izuku shifted, gesturing to his two strays.

"The one in all black is Dabi, the lizard is Spinner. To the public they work with the Leauge, but they belong with us."

Chizome's eyes narrowed, distrustful. "The Leauge..."

Izuku chuckled. "Oh, don't worry. They tried to recruit me, but they made the mistake of thinking I can be manipulated. I merely came along to expose Shigaraki's lies to these two." He shifted, snuggling deeper into his master's side. Chizome grunted, always unhappy with public affection, but couldn't exactly resist. He shifted slightly as Izuku reached up, pulling off his goggles and ski mask.

"Kid!" Akaguro gasped, far louder than he would have liked. Around Izuku's eyes, and crossing over at several points, was a tapestry of scars. The thickest of them all started above Izuku's right eye, then cut diagonally across his left. Another, the next thickest, also cut into the same eye perpendicularly, and a myriad of others of different sizes and shapes were scattered across his young face, along with an older scar along his right cheek from his fight at the training camp. The scars were red and looked slightly inflamed, irritated by the mask and goggles. Izuku looked up at his shocked master, his eyes themselves void of all cuts and swelling. They were as strong and beautiful as they had ever been, clear and sparkling.

"Don't worry." He said gently, giving a small smile. "It looks worse than it actually is."

"Actually Izu," Touya interjected, speaking for the first time and pointing a long finger at his friend, "it looks just as bad as it really is."

Izuku leaned forward slightly, pointing his own finger back into Touya's face annoyedly. "I'm fine! I just need, some adjustment time."

Suddenly, Akaguro's hand was clasped around the top of Izuku's head. He barely had time for an "Oh no" before he was pulled back to look up at his master. There was little mercy in his eyes, making Izuku shut up instantly. It had been quite some time since Izuku had been subject to one of 'those' looks, and he was not happy to see it again. He gulped.

"And just how bad are your eyes, exactly?" Stain spoke behind his facade of mercilessness. He was terribly worried for his child; this was exactly what he was afraid would happen should they ever be separated (apart from the boy actually dying, that is).

Izuku blinked, once. "Well, my eyes are usually fine, I can see fairly well so long as I don't overuse them. But, once my stress and adrenaline levels start climbing, my vision fades and and blinks, and it's all really disorienting and makes me nauseous." He spoke in a quiet rush, looking timidly up at Akaguro. The look in his master's eyes set Izuku on edge, and he wished he could look away.

Surely (after all Izuku had just done to save him and prove he was worthy to be his apprentice,) Stain wouldn't send Izuku home because he was half blind. Surely. He wasn't sure what he would do with himself if that were to happen.

Akaguro leaned his head back, breaking the stare. Pushing his tounge around in his cheek, he thought about the current situation. "Well." He finally spoke. "We'll have to find away around that, won't we? Can't have my kid half blind on the battle field now can I?"

Izuku chuckled, masking a sigh of relief. He'd just been over thinking again, his master wasn't going to abandon him. "Yeah, we will have to work around this." He leaned forward, tapping the driver seat, addressing Woods. "Up here should be good. Just make sure it isn't obvious."

They all clambered out, Akaguro still questioning his student, only much less harshly. "Any solutions yet?"

Izuku shook his head, flicking a marble on the ground and watching Elija disappear. "Not yet, I was pretty focused on letting myself heal enough to see and planning how to get you out."

Nodding, Chizome switched topics as Spinner jumped through the next portal. "And this Woods guy?"

"I saved his wife from this really strange disease." Izuku explained happily, allowing Dabi through next. "He promised he would be in my service as long as I am in this line of business, so long as he is never made to kill. I tried to convince him it wasn't necessary, but..."

Stain nodded, giving a satisfied 'hmm'.

Together, Izuku and he jumped through the last portal, as they should have done those months back in Hosu. They landed heavily, leaning on each other comfortably. Since the stress and tension had left, Izuku was finding it harder and harder to stay awake, his battered and worn body demanding rest. He still insisted on staying around for a rather awkward meet up with Mrs Lily (who was not thrilled to have another murderer around, but respected what Akaguro had done for the teen she had taken in) and little Mathew (who mostly hid behind his father's legs, intimidated by Stain's rough appearance).

Once they had left however and the others were packing up to return to Shigaraki, Izuku nearly crashed. He slumped against his master's shoulder wearily, and allowed Chizome to sweep his limp body upwards. He didn't complain as he was carried like a little kid into the bedroom in front of his two best friends. Izuku just accepted his lot in life with a tired happiness.

Stain set Izuku gently into his bed, the sounds of Dabi and Spinner leaving to rejoin the Leauge growing distant. Akaguro ruffled Izuku's messy top of unruly green hair with a fond smile.

"Get some sleep kid. You've done more than enough for right now." He stood, walking over to his own mattress and collapsed unto the covers. "You've made me proud Izuku."

"Thanks Dad." Izuku muttered sleepily.

His hard heart softening, Chizome Akaguro smiled. "Don't mention it Son."

The world would never be the same after that night. A father and his son had been reunited at last, and they had a goal to finish, a vision to see come to fruition. They had new allies, new powers. Izuku had found his strength, had proven himself, had been saved from himself, and had gotten back the man who had first saved his life.

Master Chizome Akaguro and his faithful apprentice Izuku Midoriya. What grand works they will work together.

A/N

So. Here it is. The last chapter of Fate. Feels good, and a little sad, cuz I know that the story is almost over. *sniff* my baby! On the plus side tho I can finally start the one shot comp, and who knows how long that'll go, so we get more stuff! Just not future stuff cuz I haven't written that yet.

Anyway, tell me honestly dears, how well do you think I pulled off father/son relationship here. I legit wanna know. I kind've implemented how I act whenever I meet up with someone dear (anyone I love in general (I am very huggy)) that I havent seen in a while (Legit, cuddles and long hugs are my weaknesses).

And as for that paragraph of Stain sending Izuku home for his own safety since he is now half blind, don't worry. That was purely just Izu over thinking things. Akaguro keeps a very close eye on his son after this point, and continues to train him and help him through his new limitations. Funfact I'll eventually get to in the oneshots that I'll just spoil for you now, Izuku actually learns a form of echolocation for when he can't see scrap. He taps on these metal bracelets he starts wearing, or his weapons, and navigates/fights with that and with other sounds he naturally hears. And I know he can do this cuz 1)he's epic, and 2) people in our modern day society actually do this and bnha is like, 300 years in our future.

Izu's freaking metal.

Anyways, comments!

Sombra! Sorry I haven't been posting as quickly as usual. For some reason I've been pretty distracted recently, and haven't gotten down to writing. BUT I SHALL try TO PERSEVERE! Also, thanks a million for the suggestion on how to make people cry, and I will try to implement that into my writing more (I do tend to skip over that and focus on actions don't I?). Writing suggestions and tips are always welcome!

CadB! I may just read those. I'm a sucker for these wonderful boys, but Katsuki is probably my top fave (of the heroes that is;))

Hardcasekara, YES! DADDY STAIN! I LOVE HIM! Also, Shig's world does rather fall apart around him, as we shall see in Cruel Destiny. And if you could explain what you mean by 'I want to see him come in the end'. I don't get that.

That's all, and with a few internal tears over the last chapter of book two, so long my lovies!