Izuku Midoriya woke up with good time and in a good mood, showered and dressed in his workout gear. His hero suit in a backpack, he met All Might and his mom in the hotel´s restaurant, a large buffette style eating area. After eating a healthy breakfast, somewhat larger than usual as he didn't know how intense this "training" would be, the young hero said his goodbyes and met the agents at the hotel´s lobby. The hero White Stripe wore a New York Giants ballcap, a maroon letterman jacket and sweatpants, and looked particularly happy this morning, perhaps he too wanted to stretch his legs a bit. The agent Holy Diver was dressed in a Polish national football team from back in the Quirkless days, black leggings and lightweight workout shoes, her dark brown hair was tied in an elaborate braid, and she had sleek sunglasses on, the type armed forces personnel used. The shades didn't hide the scars under her right eye, though. "Good to see you, kid!" greeted the male hero "We are taking you to the gym now."
The ride on the dark sedan took them outside of town to a series of large warehouses and a dusty airstrip. They parked outside one of the warehouses, marked with the letter "G". The door, a large corrugated one, slid open, revealing an open space containing a football pitch, a few machines and a great set of weights, some climbing ropes and other equipment, and a type of house mock-up Izuku guessed could be used to train soldiers to fight in close spaces.
A team of five people approached them, with Toga in tow. Holy Diver introduced them: the big man with the extra fingers was Csaba, the stocky woman with grey hair, polarized goggles and hearing aids was Anderson, the British man with a regal moustache was Talbot, who was their Quirkless MI6 contact, a jolly, heavy set man with a rather useless Cilantro-making Quirk, and finally, Isaacs, a lanky man with a polar bear´s head. Toga looked up at the newcomers and rushed them, grabbing Izuku in a hug. Izuku felt the agent´s hands approach their holstered handguns with the sudden movement. He returned the embrace.
Toga separated from him and asked, "Do you like my outfit? The agents bought it for me." Izuku quickly checked, he hadn't looked at her closely since they had last seen each other. Toga had grown an inch this past year, her hair was longer, and a bit better kept, currently tied up in a ponytail instead of her current style. She was wearing dark blue leggings and a light green tank top, and on her ankle was some kind of device. "Yeah, it suits you. I like the ponytail too!"
"You look handsome, Izu-Izu." she said, blushing and smiling like the "old times". "You can talk when we are finished. We´re testing you on speed, strength and endurance individually, and then you will pair up for an exercise after that. The squad will tell you what to do in every station." told them Holy Diver.
What followed were two hours of different exercises designed to test their abilities and gauge their power. Izuku could steadily control 50% of One for All in Full Cowl, stretching it to 65% with some strain. The tests still pushed him to the limit. He was amazed to see how much Toga kept up with him in speed and technique, even if the strength advantage of his inherited quirk left her far behind. After having to snap his concentration once more from watching the girl´s thighs as she performed a long jump, Izuku thought to himself how bizarre everything seemed to be. He was training for a special operation to take down the second most dangerous villain in the world, with a girl who had tried to kill him in the past, and he found her very attractive. What next, World War 2 Germans helping fight three many-thousand-year old vampires? It was weird.
Next up, he had sparred against White Stripe. The pro hero had some twelve years of combat experience, a strength enhancer Quirk that worked similar to One for All, and some pretty good reflexes, but Izuku had already gone toe to toe with All for One twice and lived, so he was no scrub. In the last practice match, Izuku, now familiar with White Stripe´s moves, had used every punch, kick and throw against him and beat the pro hero handily. White Stripe had been very happy since that fight, worthy adversaries were always a source of improvement.
Finally, Holy Diver had given them some security goggles and directed them to the mock-up house "Final exercise, the Killhouse. You have ten minutes to prepare, then we come and get you. Get hit on the vitals and you are down."
Izuku and Toga walked all over the house quickly to find a spot to hold, Izuku´s mind instantly going into analysis mode. He knew their Quirks: Night Vision and underwater hearing, extra digits in hands and toes, super smell, Quirkless, Cilantro-making and bear head. They found a room on the second floor wide enough to use a Full Cowl finger snap to scatter the operators, and Izuku said his plan "I´ll use my snaps to send them flying, then we finish them off, you take the ones on the left, Himiko. If we close in quickly they won't have the time or distance to fire their guns." Toga grinned, she liked the plan.
The ten minutes were up. Four explosions around the house sounded. Breaching charges. Then another explosion soon after. Izuku heard a faint Velcro sound beneath them, and then the ground collapsed in an explosion. Adrenalin made the world go slower. Izuku grabbed Himiko from the collapsing floor, sending a finger snap against the hole the charge had made. He saw two masked operators hit by the snap, one flew over, the other dug into the ground with his boots and shot at them. The small paint pellets of the training shotgun flew just by Izuku´s head, missing by millimetres.
Both defenders landed in what was left of the room, just as the door was kicked down. A small metallic canister rolled in and exploded, with a deafening sound and a blinding light. Toga had closed her eyes in anticipation, and even deafened, she had closed in with the attacker, getting in close and disarming them. Below, the operators were gone before Izuku could attack again. A second commando came into the room, and Izuku engaged them, smashing the paintball gun with a Full Cowl punch and taking them down with a hip throw. Beside him, Toga had disarmed the operator and shot them with their own paintball gun. One of the remaining operators shot at them from the corridor, in counterattack, Izuku sent another Air Force snap their way. The duo tried to manoeuvre away from the corridor, moving to cover while the other team member supressed the enemy with paintballs or wind shockwaves. The enemy operator was relentless and kept their heads down with accurate fire. They were backed down to the end of the corridor, a door to either side and a large window behind. "Let's go left!" said Toga, kicking down the plywood door.
But before they could step inside, one of the operators swung on a rope through the window, shattering it, and firing two well aimed shots at the defenders, hitting centre mass. Toga held up her hands in the air in surrender, Izuku sighed in resignation and imitated her. The "living" operators approached them; their "killer" Holy Diver and the one who had almost got them in the corridor, the Quirkless Talbot. "So, you learned from when we caught you, eh, girl? Not bad, most special forces teams we have worked with couldn't even survive a single breach, and you two made it for three minutes and twelve seconds. You even took out two of the team, not bad at all." She even smiled at them. "Tomorrow all six of us will try the same, the house layout will change. Then we´re adding Flight Plan´s lads. When we´re satisfied with you, we´re going for the Singaporean."
They gave Izuku and Toga some time after to rest. Immediately Toga showered the young Midoriya with questions, mostly gossip related "Are Kirishima and Bakugou married yet? Did Ochako ask you out in the end? Did you Detroit Smash her? Will Hatsume and the American girl have a mech-suit duel for the right to make your stuff? Do you like my hair? I stole some great shampoo in an apartment…" "Uhhh…which one do you want me to answer first? Kacchan and Kirishima aren't married yet, we are all too young to marry. I don't think Ochako ever liked me, she didn't ask me to the prom; I went with Mei" catching himself, he quickly clarified "Just as friends, though! And yes, she is making all my gear, Melissa Shield was too busy with work to join my hero team. And yeah, you look nice…the hair, I mean" Toga shoved her head in his face in what Izuku guessed was her way to show off "And it smells nice too." When she separated, Toga´s face was red, and she had a big smile. "Tell me all about the prom, I´m so curious!". In the gym´s security room, Anna Dobinek´s squad looked at the two teenagers through the camera feed. "They are so cute together." said Csaba, the big man was just as big a softy. "They smell of attraction pheromones, its quite obvious" added Anderson with a small smirk. "All Might should have told his boy not to put his dick in crazy, but they got some chemistry, I'll give ´em that" said Anna to the team´s topic. Talbot just laughed. In the monitor, the young Midoriya was giving quite a vivid tale of a drunken party and the villain girl seemed to be having the time of her life. "I almost like the brat when she´s like this" she told her team. "As long as she doesn't yell in the middle of the night that she "keeps her ideals" or "sono chi no sadame, JoJo!" I agree" replied Anderson.
Mei Hatsume decided to take a break from calibrating her latest project, an adaptive armour plate, that she was still trying to figure a use for. Perhaps on the Mei, or maybe a power suit, maybe Yaomomo can make it around her to defend from attacks, hmm. The plate was quite strong and not very heavy. I´ll think on it later. "Midoriya! My dude! I want your opinion on something!" "He´s on his trip in America!" replied Tsuyu from the couch on the living room she was presently sharing with Tokoyami. Oh yes, how did I forget that? "Do you two have an idea for what to use this armour plate on?" "Just let us watch the movie, Hatsume, Santo is about to kick the Guanajuato mummies´ ass!" replied Tsuyu. Her new interest in weird old movies had come out of left field for Mei. "The caped luchador faces utter doom, inventor of things! Disturbance darkens the unbearable gloom!" added the dramatic bird-head.
Mei left the couple to their old-timey movie, looking for Iida or Uraraka. Todoroki and Yaoyorozu were probably abroad as well, Mei remembered one of them saying something about that. She found the gravity girl opening the garage door for the fast guy, who was carrying some groceries. Mei immediately was in their faces, asking them about what to do with the plate. They looked at each other, a bit annoyed it seemed, and in the end, none had a good idea for the plate. She walked back to the workshop and dropped the plate in the "half-made ideas" bin. When Midoriya gets here he´ll have good ideas for some of this poor excuse of Babies. She clicked on her phone, checking social media for some good memes to distract her long enough to get some more inspiration. As she scrolled by, she found out Todoroki indeed was in Europe, and had posted an album of photos of himself and Yaomomo skiing on the Swiss Alps. Always gotta be fancy, eh? Scroll, scroll, some ironic memes, scroll, scroll, some of her Hatsume Industries ads, scroll, All Might in Florida with Midoriya´s mom, scroll…wait what? All Might´s skinny form having a blast in the famous Mouse´s theme parks? With her friend´s mom? Nice, Dadmight took them on vacation! Wait a minute! A helmet! Mei grabbed the armour plate, fixed it on one of the machines, and started giving it shape. A full-head helmet with a face opening, I´ll make a faceplate later with a Heads-Up Display, that fit her head perfectly. She picked up a sledgehammer they used for workouts and smashed the new helmet with all her strength. Not a single dent appeared. Maybe some sort of polymer to absorb the shock? She felt inspired. She looked around for various materials, circuitry and some paints to finish up the helmet. A new Baby was about to be born!
The recently graduated hero Ground Zero walked out from the hero agency he had joined, the current number 1 hero´s. Endeavor´s headquarters were orderly, well-built and a bit lifeless, by Katsuki Bakugou´s opinion. He kind of expected a bit more expression of anger or pride or something in the decoration, from Endeavor´s reputation, but it was kinda normal. While Kirishima had stayed with the pro Hero Fatgum after graduating, becoming a full-time sidekick, Bakugou had chosen Endeavor, to see who was in the way of the number 1 spot. Currently, Bakugou was number 11 on the ratings, one above Todoroki and still a few ahead of Deku, though his fan club was growing every day, administered by some crazy girl on the internet. The weird air guy from the provisional license exam was the current tenth best, the Dragon Hero Ryukyu overtaking that creepy-ass washing machine as number 8, the old samurai geezer staying in place and the rest of the chart pretty much staying in place. Next November, though, shit was getting real. Bakugou knew he had many more fans than some of the top ten! He wasn't that much of an asshole anymore, he was now a bad boy! At least Kirishima said that…And his Quirk was damn strong! He had taken down All for One with a little help from Deku and the creepy-ass hand guy from the League of Villains! Though that was off the record…
Anyway, it was patrol time now. After the whole Tartarus shitstorm, when that fuckhead "Dabi" had blown up his vintage, special edition Harley, the insurance company had stepped up and got him an exact duplicate, though not after Kirishima had landed him a gig as a birthday party entertainer for one of the insurance company´s executive´s little brats. While he was kinda glad to have fans, they were annoying brats!
The bike in question was a classic chopper, shiny black with red details. It was his second favourite thing in the world. He put on his helmet, he had to be a good example for the kids, and drove down the streets, looking for trouble. He found an old woman, somehow older than Recovery Girl, calling for help. Her cat had climbed a tall tree. Using his explosions to propel himself to the top of the tree, Bakugou looked at the cat and yelled "SHINEEE!" at it. The cat hissed and jumped to safety in its owner´s arms. "Thank you, young man!" said the ancient person. Bakugou tried his "genuine smile" on someone besides Kirishima for a change, before continuing his patrol.
A mugging, a street drug dealer and a bicycle theft afterwards, the patrol was not particularly momentous, but effective either way. He sent his report to Endeavor and clocked off. He drove the bike closer to the flat, stopping by a butcher shop on the way. The pay was good, and he wanted to surprise Kirishima with some meat. He smiled at how appropriate that thought was.
Himiko Toga reached her cell with a smile on her lips. She couldn't be happier. She had spent the whole day with her Izu-Izu and she now knew he was definitely available! That voice in her head had only told her to kill him once before she had been too caught up in the happiness to even listen to its stupid suggestions. He was a couple inches taller than before, a bit more buff, but he had the same kind smile that she had started loving after the "crush" from seeing him injured had matured a bit. His voice was a bit deeper, his hair just a bit shorter. She was too lucky, she thought. She had pretty much resigned herself to dying in one of the assassinations her brain compelled her to carry out, or to be executed for them, maybe imprisoned for life. She didn't deserve getting her Izu-Izu on a silver plate and maybe even her own life like this, so she was ready to pay whatever price was needed.
She was so happy she wouldn't even annoy her guards tonight. She had liked the commandos praising her and Izu-Izu, they were such a great team. Sergeant Bitchface had left her a big bruise near her collarbone though, so she just might yell an anime opening for laughs. Nah, but she kinda owes me for that, so she´s gotta order Izu-Izu to rub some ointment for the bruise! Oh, she was a genius! Her pillow accepted her as she drifted off to sleep, peacefully, and without sedatives, for once.