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Izuku finally arrived in Hosu and wasted no time into changing into his Deku outfit and began scouring the city, looking for any signs of the hero killer. This time however he didn't have the assistance of his trusty companion helping nor did he think that Knuckleduster would even be in Hosu.
Deku sighed, knowing that just this once he would have to fight alone. He started scanning all police and hero frequencies, looking for any signs of the killer.
"Now if I was a killer where would I be?" Deku spoke to himself before running in a random direction.
"Now that we've resolved our three-way tie, let's move on with the rest of our results," Ms. Midnight called to the crowd and showed off the top forty-two students that had placed. A majority of them were from the Hero Course with 1-A taking the bulk of the top twenty.
"Now with this out of the way, only those that have placed are moving on to the next event." The billboard behind the R-rated hero started to go through another roulette animation until stopping on...
"Calvary Battle!" Her voice rang through the stadium as members of the crowd began talking excitedly amongst themselves.
"Crap, I'm no good at these..." Kaminari slouched, fearing he was this was the event that was going to do him in.
"I wonder how exactly this is going to work with teams?" Tsu curiously wondered.
"WELL IF YOU CHILDREN STOP TALKING I'LL EXPLAIN IT!" Midnight barked as the students continued talking through her speech. She let out a sigh and reviewed the basic rules of the event and what is needed to advance to the next stage. As she revealed the big twist of the game everyone's heads swiveled to where Uraraka stood. "That's right lovelies, you heard right! The first place winner of the obstacle course is targeted at ten million points!"
Uraraka could feel the threatening aura that surrounded her as everyone, even her closest friends, looked at her the same way a predator would look at its prey and Uraraka felt like she was a huge fat rabbit.
"Now we'll go ahead and give you all time to pick your teams."
Uraraka scrambled to look for someone to be in her entourage, but sadly none of her usual choices would agree, all claiming that she would cast too big of a target on her group.
"Iida-Kun you'd join me right?" Uraraka looked him with pleading eyes, Iida, on the other hand, wouldn't quite meet her eye as he gave his response.
"I'm sorry Uraraka-chan, I would like to, but if I am to prove myself to my brother then I have to be willing to whatever it takes to win the festive. I hope this doesn't put a rift between our friendship."
The brunette gave a fake smile and lied, "No of course not Iida-kun, I understand."
'I will make sure to take your points first.' The thought ran through her head as he walked away from her and her nerves flared up as she remained without a group.
At that instance Bakugo approached from behind, startling the poor girl out of her thoughts.
"H-hey Katsuki, did you want a team up?" She meekly asked, her desperation for a group quickly rising.
"Are you kidding me? I came to warn you that I'm going to go after your points first, after all, you getting them was a fluke, there's no way you could have possibly passed me," the blonde spat out. Uraraka was stressed enough already so she matched Bakugo at eye level, standing on the tips of her toes to do so and staring him down.
"I Will Beat You Bakugo Katsuki." She emphasized every word as she wanted to make it abundantly clear to him of her intention.
Their staredown concluded with Bakugo walking away without making a fuss of any kind.
"Wow, now that was impressive."
Uraraka looked around and saw Monoma with a look of admiration plastered on his face.
"I didn't think anybody could talk like that to Bakugo and not get their ass handed to them, so either you've made him so angry that it isn't even humanly possible to display that level of anger or…. he's got a thing for you. I saw the way you two were when I left the restroom the other day. What's the matter, did you guys have a lovers spat? " Uraraka tried her best not to puke in her mouth and knock the daylights out of her classmate, after all, there were witnesses.
"What the hell do you want?"
"Wow is that how you address a fellow classmate, after all, I was willing to join up with you."
"Wait, really!"
It seems hope had finally come to Uraraka in the form of an obnoxious blonde classmate, but she had no room for pickiness.
"Why of course, anybody who can get under Bakugo's skin like that is alright in my book, plus… Class 1-A has to stick together, right?"
"Nobody would team up with you, would they…?" Monoma was annoyed at her bluntness.
"Yea, but so what, that has nothing to do with that. Look, you want to team up or what?"
Uraraka shook her head. "Yea, let's do this!"
"Great, who else you got?" The copycat user asked and Uraraka simply pointed at him.
"Ta-Da…"
"You're kidding me..."
Desperate for someone else to join her party, she found two other stranglers that she deemed perfect for her mismatched party.
Meanwhile at the Musutafu police department, inside the interrogation room Giran was cuffed to a table with a cast on his arm. The sleazy business maker studied the armed police officer that was guarding him with beady eyes.
"Say, you would mind taking these cuffs off me and letting me out of here, I'll make it worth your while." The broker gave a sly smirk, but the officer didn't respond, instead looked at the two-way mirror and gave a quick nod. A massive shock jolted the criminal broker and he slammed his fist in anger.
"GODDAMIT AT LEAST TELL THAT DICK TO HURRY UP! YOU'VE HAD ME IN THIS FREAKING ROOM HANDCUFFED TO THIS STUPID TABLE FOR THE PAST 3 HOURS!" Giran roared out, anger and frustration emanated from him as he struggled to rip off the handcuffs. The door to the room finally opened and detective Noromasa walked in the room, he asked the other officer to leave and sat down on the opposing end of the table, not yet acknowledging the broker's presence.
The detective paid no mind to Giran, but instead chose to review some paperwork he had brought in with him. As Noromasa continued to shuffle through his documents, Giran's agitation showed and he slammed his hand down on the table once more.
"Damit, stop ignoring me!"
Normasa looked up from his paperwork to see the Giran was beginning to foam at the mouth in anger.
"Oh, I'm sorry… did you say something?" Noromasa kept his voice polite, truly acting as if this was the first time noticing the disheveled criminal.
"Cut the crap, your stupid psychological games aren't going to work on me, just tell me what you want to know so I can get the hell on out of here!" Noromasa set down his papers and looked Giran right in his eyes.
"Here's how this is going to work, I'm going to ask you some questions, and you are going to answer them as truthfully to the best of your knowledge."
"HA and what if I lie?"
The detective's tone didn't change as he calmly adjusted his tie. "If you are caught lying to me… I'm going to ask my friend in the other room to deliver a series of shocks to you, just like the ones you felt before."
Giran flinched. There wasn't even a hint of hesitation in the detective's voice, he meant every word.
"How are you going to tell if I'm lying? I'll have you know I've gotten out of tougher spots than this with my silver tongue."
"Normally police officers are forbidden to use their quirks on the job. After all, it sends the wrong message if we tell the public they can't use their quirks and the law can. Due to your egregious crimes, I think I'm allowed an exception."
"Wha-?"
"Now let's get started. First off, what is your connection to the elusive Raiju?"
"HA connection? The freak just busts into my bar and starts assaulting my associates and you wanna know if I have a connection to him? I've never met the guy before, I didn't even think this guy existed till yesterday."
Noromasa simply stared at him as he jotted down the information he deemed worthwhile. He kept his face even, not betraying any emotion to the criminal.
"Look like I said, the guy just blasted his way in demanding if I knew anything about what happened to those poor children at that hero school. Thankfully you guys were able to come in and rescue me before he could have done something terrible." Giran reached for his jacket pocket slowly and retrieved a cigarette. "Say, you got a light?"
Noromasa gave no indication that he even heard the question and continued on with the interview. "That's interesting, why would the Raiju think you'd have anything to do with the attack on the USJ?" The detective spoke with a cold tone.
"How the hell should I know? I'm telling you guys, that freaks insane!"
"You're lying to me..." Noramasa cut off the broker's rant and motioned to the officer in the other room, a massive shock traveled through Giran's whole body.
"Damn it that ffffu-ugh, alright fine… I'll tell you what you want to know.. I'm a dead man either way."
Deku rested his back against a wall, panting and gasping for air. At his feet lay a small gang of miscreants, unconscious and beaten to a pulp, it was his sixth group in his short time in Hosu.
"Oh man, these guys just don't let up."
In his search for Stain Deku had encountered a group of low lives and acted out his heroic duties. Unfortunately, the syndicate was bigger than he initially perceived, leaving him constantly fighting wave after wave of gang members that followed him wherever he went.
Deku needed a place to lay low, there was no way he could face off Stain in his current condition, not that he was injured, he just wanted to be in peak condition to fight the hero killer.
Deku spotted a quaint little greenhouse, not the best place to hide from a criminal organization, but beggars can't be choosers. He deftly made his way over and snuck in through a side door. Izuku removed his helmet in an effort to lay low.
Izuku watched a group of criminals run past the greenhouse, looking for the Raiju that's been laying waste to their members. With a smile and a small chuckle, Izuku looked around to see the amazing array of flora that was on display in the greenhouse, as if it was a miniature nature preserve.
Flowers, trees, fungi, and even minerals of every kind were on display. 'What is this place?' Izuku thought. Izuku was interrupted from his awestruck gazing by the sound of someone's footsteps approaching from behind, out of instinct he flipped the approaching person over his shoulder.
"Whoa whoa, I'm sorry I didn't mean to sneak up on you."
Izuku's poor victim seemed to be a middle-aged man who looked old enough to be his father. He had long blonde hair with matching stubble and glasses with a small frame, he had small stains of dirt on the edge of his clothes and Izuku wondered if he could be the groundskeeper of the greenhouse.
"I must say that's some reflexes you've got," The botanist pointed out, a little out of breath, looking both surprised and impressed at the boy's ability.
"Oh, I'm s-sorry I didn't mean to do that," Izuku frantically apologized while helping the poor man up.
"Oh it's alright, I should have expected as much from a young hero." The man pointed at Izuku's helmet.
"Though I will say you look pretty young to already be a sidekick. Or is it time for internships? Hmmm, that can't be right, I could have sworn that there was a sports festival going on right now?" The man's brow crinkled as he tried to recall the sports festival and Izuku felt anxiety rush up his spine, he quickly tried to think up of lie on the spot.
"Uh well, I'm just naturally gifted so I was able to get a sidekick gig already!" The man found Izuku's lie dubious at best but ultimately gave in, after all, for what reason did the green-haired hero have to lie to him.
"Well that's incredible, you kids sure are filled with surprises every year."
'Oh thank goodness he bought it.' Izuku thought to himself and felt himself relax a little more. Outside another gang of delinquents circled around, it seemed like they're numbers where increasing.
"Sad, isn't it? We've been seeing a lot more of their kind lately."
"Really? Why is that?"
"Well I'm no expert but I think it has something to do with that Hero Killer running around, after all, no heroes means more punks like those walking around."
"Well don't worry, once I defeat and capture the Hero Killer I'm sure everything will go back to normal." The gardener was amazed at Izuku's confidence.
"Well now, that's some courage you got there, you must really want to impress those pros, don't you?"
"It's what I was born to do," Izuku said firmly with a hero smile. The groundskeeper couldn't help but share the same smirk, it was like Izuku's was contagious.
"My my, you're like a sunflower, you give off such a warm, radiant energy, just the way a sunflower would." That only made Izuku smile even more.
"Did you guys check in here?"
"No, we didn't, let's go!" The villains outside where getting restless not being able to locate Izuku and started to check inside buildings for the young vigilante.
"Welp looks like it's time for me to head out, but don't worry I'll take out the trash before I leave." Deku dawned his helmet once again and disappeared into the foliage. The gang members approached the groundskeeper.
"Hey there pops, have you seen a small punk walkin around dressed up like it's Halloween?"
The groundskeeper rested his hand on his chin and acted like he was giving the question serious thought.
"Hmm no, I can't say that I have." The gardener was met with a knife close to his face.
"Careful pops, if I find out that you're lying to me, your little flowers here are gonna have some new fertilizer to feed on." As the villain threatened the man, one of his companions kept pushing and shoving him until he got annoyed. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT!?" The villain finally barked at his companion.
"Uhm wasn't there like five of us, where did two them of them go?" The leader of the pack looked behind him to confirm his friend's claim. Fear started to creep up on the ill-mannered thug as they heard the rustling of leaves.
They darted back and forth not knowing where the Raiju would strike, could he jump them from behind? Or maybe an attack from their sides? Or from above, their confidence levels took a sharp drop, one felt their knees trembling.
Without warning two large objects fell from the ceiling squashing one of the thugs below. Looking closely at the grey objects they found that it was their missing teammates, only now they seemed to be encased by some sort of hard concrete shell.
"What the hell happened to you guys?"
"We were jumped, he picked us off one by one." As the group conversed with each other, the leader of the group walked back up to the groundskeeper.
"Alright pops, you're going to be our ticket out of here." He grabbed ahold of the gardener and placed the blade up against the man's face once more and tried to slowly walk out the front door.
"Let him go."
Deku snuck up on the hostage taker from behind and firmly placed a hand on the back of his neck. Before the hostage taker could react Deku sent a huge volt of electricity, paralyzing the villain temporary. Hoping to get revenge, the last conscious member tried to rush Deku.
Deku aimed his glove and squeezed his fist sending out two small needles, tasering the last of the gang members.
"Well those are some impressive toys you got there, did you make them yourself?" The caretaker asked as he rubbed his neck to sooth away the threat from the presence of the knife.
"Thanks, but I can't take the credit for these," Deku nervously responded as he rounded up the unconscious villains. He placed them all in a pile then activated one of the foam canisters and tossed it at the pyramid of villains putting them in a temporary prison.
"Ya know, I used to be a sort of tinker myself."
"Really?" Deku asked as he looked over his remaining gear, three gel bombs, two foam canisters and some steel marbles left. Deku was only here to take on one man, he didn't think that he was going to use so much of his tools on these waves of criminals.
"Well that takes care of that, if you don't mind I will be heading off, I'm sure the police will be here soon enough to pick up these troublemakers."
"NO!" The groundskeeper shouted almost angrily, Deku jumped back, startled at the seemingly nice man's sudden change of character. "S-Sorry I didn't mean to scare you, it's just, well, your scuffle left some of my poor plants a little hurt."
He wasn't lying, looking at the greenery there were broken branches and flattened flowers everywhere that Deku had fought.
"Oh I'm so sorry, let me try to help out." The vigilante hurried to grab as many branches as he could. The caretaker waved the worried Deku to cease.
"No no, it's alright, observe."
The caretaker removed one of his gloves and placed it on a tree, his whole arm started to turn into bark and almost like magic the tree started to blossom with flowers, the broken branch that was there started to slowly repair itself.
Deku was in awe, he'd never seen a quirk like this before, he felt like a kid again and took out a notebook and pen that he kept in his pockets.
"Wow, sir that was amazing! Is that all your quirk can do?" He questioned the man like a curious child.
"Hehe my quirk allows my body to become almost one with nature, that's how I was able to create most of the unique flowers you see here!" Now that he had a better look Deku noticed that a lot of the flora didn't look like ones he had seen before.
"They're beautiful."
"Why thank you! I was actually commissioned to make arrangements for the upcoming opening for the new Hero's Museum on Odaiba next week, that's why I'm asking you not to bring the police over, I couldn't risk them coming over and trampling over more flowers."
"That's alright, I understand. That's amazing though, you're probably going to see so many heroes there." Deku was getting starstruck just thinking of all the amazing heroes that would attend, maybe he could somehow convince Aizawa to take him and Mei to visit. He had heard a rumor that there was supposed to be a section dedicated to support gear and Mei would be ecstatic about going to check out old tools!
Taking out some rope from his grappling hook, Deku wrapped it around the cluster of criminals and began to drag it out of the greenhouse.
"Don't worry, I'll get these guys out of your hair and you can go right back to those flowers, Mr… oh I'm sorry I never got your name actually."
"Oh.. it's Jobuko Kingyosō,"
"My name is Deku, I hope to see you there at the grand opening of the museum, maybe I'll be able to show you who makes these amazing gadgets." The now named caretaker Jubuko gave a small smile.
"That would be nice," he responded and idly reached out to gently touch a brightly colored flower.
Thinking that he was far enough away, Deku stopped dragging his pile of low lives around and began to call for police, until... He started to get this unnerving feeling around him, like somebody was watching him with murderous intent.
Deku turned around and there he was, the man he searched all day for, The Hero Killer, Stain.
Back at the Cavalry battle things were getting intense with only five minutes left on the clock, Uraraka was still able to hold on to her ten million points, all thanks to her teammates Yuga Aoyama, Fumikage Tokoyami and Neito Monoma. Though it was proving more difficult with each passing second, Bakugo had been going after her this entire time, grabbing the points of anyone who got in his way.
Uraraka figured that in his rage Bakugo would slip up and she would be able to steal his, this wasn't the case, however. His determination was proving to be too much for the gravity user, who was running out of ideas, to avoid the blonde grenade. Didn't help that Todoroki also tried to size her prized headband. Iida launched Todoroki's team at Uraraka with blinding speed, if it hadn't been for Bakugo, those 10 million points would be around Todoroki's neck. Since then the fire and ice user kept his distance, content with picking off the rest of UA's students.
"Alright guys, how are you holding up?" She asked, the boys were exhausted, especially Monoma who was doing his best not to hurl.
"*umf* I'd be better if you're little private war with Bakugo didn't make me want to lose my breakfast," Monoma called out to her.
Aoyama, on the other hand, had his own quirk to blame for his upset stomach.
" C'est plus difficile que cela en a l'air. You're lucky you didn't already hurl your insides out." Aoyama said with a shaky smile as he too was suffering from the effects from his quirk and was getting queasy.
"I hate you…" Monoma stated.
"Come on guys, keep it together, we've just been playing defense this whole time. I think it's time for us to show them what we're made of."
"What did you have in mind, Uraraka?" Tokoyami questioned. Monoma looked up at the brunette, feeling he already knew the answer to Tokoyami's question.
She bore her eyes on Bakugo, who returned the look. This would be their final head to head collision in this round. Someone was going to keep the ten million points.
Taking a deep breath Uraraka pointed and yelled "CHARGE!" at Bakugo and company, who also blitzed for them.
"You've got a lot of guts thinking you can take me on, round-face, or are you trying to deliver that headband to me?!" Bakugo roared mockingly.
"Just got tired of running away, or do you have a problem with that?... Kacchan?" The acrimony Bakugo spewed out was immeasurable, that was a name he had never wanted to hear again, because it was the name that HE gave him, and it now was coming out of HER mouth.
"You better give it all you got, or so help me I will destroy you guys myself," He threatened his teammates, who were more scared for Uraraka's team. Just what demon did she bring out of Bakugo.
Once within arm's length, Bakugo shot his arm right at Uraraka's headband and she did the same hoping to grab his, but he was too quick for her and in an instant, he stole her prized ten million headband and backed off before she could steal his.
"It's over," he yelled backing off with his prize and holding it up tauntingly.
"Uhm, Bakugo," Kirishima interrupted, ruining Bakugo's victory.
"WHAT!"
"Well, we lost our headbands..." Kirishima said uneasily.
Bakugo's rage started to boil once more until he realized he was missing something as well. He reached for his headband to find that it was safely still there but it was the ones around his neck that were missing, the ones he had stolen from other players and now they were placed firmly around Uraraka's neck.
He looked at the ten million point headband that he stole, only to discover that it was a ruse this whole time. Uraraka knew she couldn't keep her ten million points for the whole game, so if she was going to lose them it had to be in a way where she could get more than enough back, and who better to steal them from than Bakugo, who was eliminating any and all players that got in his way of Uraraka's points.
This whole time he unwittingly had been her shield. Now Bakugo being Bakugo was mad about the thought of being used like this but he could help but feel a little amazed at her strategy. This 'Round-Face' was proving to be more extraordinary than he had initially thought. But before he could rectify this a buzzer rang out indicating the game was over.
Midnight had announced the winners of the game with Bakugo and Co. being in first place, Team Todoroki in second, Team Uraraka in third, and Team Shinso in fourth.
Bakugo had come in first this time, but this victory didn't matter. In his eyes, he had lost to someone he had never thought he would lose to. He looked over at Uraraka who was getting praise from her friends.
'Just who the hell was she?' Bakugo thought, he had this feeling in his gut, almost like some sort of admiration for her.
The winners of the Cavalry Battle were told to wait after lunch to be told what the next game would be.
"AWW YEA! SHE'S STILL IN THE GAMES!" Mei yelled, fist pumping the air in excitement. The train started to slow down to a full stop, she had arrived at her destination, she had arrived back home.
"So tell me more about these, 'Sons'. Who are they exactly and what do they want..." Naomasa was continuing his interview with Giran, who was sweating. He had divulged as much as he could, he tried lying here and there but he had come to the realization that he just couldn't get past Naomasa's quirk no matter how hard he tried.
"Well they're not really sons in a family sense, they're more like devout followers."
"Tell me more."
"There's three of them, you already know of one of them, and they're extremely dangerous and completely insane in their own way. They try to work independently of each other, but their goal is the same. The complete destruction of hero society." Giran finished.
Overall Naomasa was unimpressed, a lot of organizations had come and gone all spewing the same rhetoric, what made this one so different he wondered?
"That's absurd."
"HA yea, I thought so too when I heard…. Until I heard the stories of what they were truly capable of. These monsters might be more than able to put this country on its knees, even with your little symbol of peace you like waving around. Let's just say that little extravaganza you got going on in Odaiba, make sure you got extra pigs on duty, cause even with an island filled with heroes, it won't be enough to stop what's coming." Giran foreshadowed with a sinister grin.
Thinking he had heard enough, Naomasa got up from his chair and left the dimly lit room. In the other room, he was approached by his two superiors.
"Well I think that's I'll I'm going to get from him for now, what do you think? Think there's any proof to his claims?" Naomasa wondered, looking at Giran who had his head down fearing for what's to come.
"I think he's on pulling our chain, no way could there be a syndicate so ominous, he claims that we wouldn't know about," one of the superiors spoke, he was a beast of a man towering at 204cm, and incredibly built.
"That may be Hatsume-san but we can't take threats like this lightly, even if it's a bit far fetched" the other replied. He was almost as imposing as his counterpart, he was well built, the only defiling detail about him was the massive amount of scars that covered his hands and neck.
"I think it would be a waste of time, Anemone-san but do what you think is right," Hatsume said as a light beeping went off. Hatsume checked his phone to see a notification from his home security, somebody had entered his home unannounced.
Pulling up the live feed of security cameras he nearly dropped his phone, it was his own daughter, Mei.
"I'm sorry I have to go, something important has come up," Hatsume quickly excused himself from the two and ran towards the door as fast as his giant legs could take him.
Next Time: Father's