I have returned with another chapter!
This one is mostly setting the stage for what's to come.

Hope you all enjoy!


U.A. gave the school a 'day of rest' after the villain attack on the U.S.J., they thought the break would be much needed for everyone, all it did was give Katsuki more time with his thoughts. All day he was reminded of what had happened; by his parents, the news and people on the streets seemed to recognize him from the clips that the reporters managed to capture. It wasn't until the night that he finally felt alone, but still restless. Staring up at his ceiling from the bed, he was plagued with images of their struggle yesterday and then it was taken over by a vision of green. Izuku was always on his mind. When he was asleep, when he would daydream, even when he was fully awake. He haunted him everyday. The police practically forgot about the case and thus locked all the evidence away in Unsolved Cases. He then recalled his meeting with All Might the other night.


"Young Bakugo" The great hero called out to Katsuki after he was cleared by the medics that checked on all the students' wellbeing. The blond teen halted his steps and felt himself tense up at the mention of his name.

"All Might..." he responded turning around to face the Pro Hero.

All Might seemed to grin a little more as he patted Katsuki's shoulder, "I saw how you handled the situation back there, not just for yourself, but for your fellow classmates, it was very impressive. You should be proud of yourself young man, I can see that you'll make a fine hero one day soon." he praised.

Bakugo had no words for a moment, the idea that theirhis greatest hero just gave him praise blew his mind, but only for a moment and the shock faded as he collected himself, "Thank you sir, but I'm sure that the rest of the class would have done the same thing." he replied though really he could only see a select few actually taking that role with ease. He was just trying not to make himself sound selfish in the attention given. 'You don't deserve it.' He could hear that voice whispering, the voice of his eight year guilt.

"Yet you were the first to act; you gained your classmate's attention, gathered them together and they followed your leadership. Don't sell yourself short, you've got great potential Bakugo. That strong leadership and determination is what the world needs in heroes now more than ever." he seemed like he wanted to say more, but All Might stopped himself before he could.

The Symbol of Peace was walking away, Katsuki flexed his hands as he debated within himself whether or not this was an appropriate time to bring up this rather personal piece of information to the hero, then again he needed to start somewhere and if he was already getting into good graces with All Might he might be able to get his foot in the door, "Wait!" he called out to the hero causing the great man to turn his attention back to the teen. Katsuki swallowed the dry lump in his throat, he was nervous to bring up this subject, but he's been wanting to ask since he was accepted into the school, "Sir, I... I wanted to ask for your permission to reopen a missing person's case or at least look into it."

All Might looked confused for a moment, "Reopening a case?" he repeated the question mulling over the request in his head.

"His name is Midoriya Izuku... they placed his case into storage. I was hoping that reopening the investigation and looking through updated databases could help get a lead that was unavailable back when It was active." Bakugo further explained.

"Hm," the other seemed to take in what Katsuki was saying very carefully. The man could see that this was very important to the student, "I'll see what I can do for you, in the meantime, for you to be able to access those files and to personally be able to reactivate Unsolved Cases you'll have to acquire your Pro licence, so continue your path Young Bakugo and go beyond Plus Ultra."


In order for him to be able to reopen that case was for him to go Pro, it was his best option. He would make sure to get the job done. It made him nervous to be honest, because in the end he would find him, but the 'how' haunted him. He always hoped he would find Izuku alive and waiting for Katsuki to rescue him, but the constant advisory given by police and even a few Pros to not only him, but to Inko, were to accept the fact that Izuku was gone. That he's either hidden away from prying eyes or the worst scenario that everyone assumed was the answer; he was dead.

He's had nightmares where he had finally found Izuku, half unearthed from his makeshift grave and still six years old. Katsuki hated those thoughts, he would scream himself awake a few times when his brain registered it was a dream. Thankfully it had been a long time since he had any of those nightmares, but with recent events it was no surprise that he trapped himself in another that would disturb him the most.

He already realized he had fallen asleep the moment the dream began. He was walking down an unfamiliar hall, he frowned as he scanned his surroundings catching his reflection he could tell that he was in his hero gear. This place sent chills along his exposed skin until finally he came upon double doors that opened wide on their own. That's when he felt it, this dream was once again a nightmare.
'Wake up...' he thought to himself.
The doors shut loudly behind him.
'Wake up!' his heart started racing.
A sick feeling began pooling in his gut when his sights landed on someone he recognized instantly. Izuku, he was alive, dressed in an expensive looking suit standing with his back turned to him facing a large desk that was in the elegantly decorated room. Katsuki's body moved on it's own, reaching out to the figure calling out his nickname to the other only to have a dark shadow rise from the otherside of the desk and loom over Izuku as he turned to face the blonde. Those vibrant green eyes seemed to glow ominously in the darkness.
"Kacchan~" the other cooed out as a sadistic grin graced his sharp features, "You're too late."
This Izuku pulled a gun out and aimed it right at Katsuki who was frozen in his place.
'WAKE UP!'.
Red eyes staring in disbelief while the dark figure wrapped his arms around Izuku's form from behind and seemed to whisper in his ear before Izuku spoke again, "You can't save me." and he pulled the trigger.

The shot rang loudly in his ears, "SHIT!" he yelled as he sat straight up panting heavily as he checked his chest. It felt so real, his heart pounding loudly and his parents rushed into his room peppering him in questions filled with concern. He told them not to worry, that he just had a bad dream, but his parents were smarter than that. His father pulled his desk chair close to the bed and his mother sat right beside her shaken son and brushed some of his sweaty hair away. They stayed there with him until he was able to calm himself down and left when they thought he had fallen back to sleep.


The classroom was buzzing with conversation about what had happened. Some so hyped about their screen time with the news channels others arguing that the news was only interested in the fact that the school, that is mostly known for pumping out Pros, was just attacked. For Bakugo; he just wished they would all shut up. He hardly slept last night, not when all he was plagued with were twisted nightmares he couldn't shake. He ran a hand through his ash blonde hair as his nerves just kept getting chipped away.

He lost it when Mineta's whining broke out, "Oh shut up and grow a pair you damn loser!" he growled out causing the small boy to cease his cry and shrink back in fear of an angry Bakugo, the other students laughed at the sudden outburst from the blonde before continuing their conversations. Bakugo groaned and leaned back in his chair trying to ignore everyone again especially when Four-Eyes came rushing in to make sure everyone was in their appropriate seats since class was going to start soon.

"Hey Tsu, who do you think is gonna teach class today?" he heard Mina asked Frog Girl.

Asui tapped her chin thoughtfully, "No idea, Mr. Aizawa's still in the hospital recovering from his injuries." or so they all thought.

The door opens and there standing at the doorway was their teacher looking like a mummy with his arms and head still wrapped in bandages, "Morning class,"

"MR. AIZAWA!?"


The school day went pretty normal after that. Aizawa announced the school's decision to continue the Sports Festival. How it was to show not only the strength of the school, but also the strength of the students in light of the recent attack by the villains. This event was essential for their futures as Hero Agencies scout out the students during the competition. Everyone knew that and the majority seemed pumped about it. Once lunch came around it was all his classmates could talk about now, 'Better than listening to them complain about the villain attack,' he thought.

"Young Bakugo." he heard his name be spoken. His classmates all freaked out when they looked up to see it was All Might.

"All Might. 'Sup?" Katsuki asked casually to which his friends were questioning his sanity at that non-formal greeting to the great hero of their time.

"I would like to speak with you privately, if your friends don't mind." he answered, Katsuki didn't really wait for their approval or not. The blonde teen stood up and took his food tray with him following behind the Number One Hero and leaving his classmates wondering what exactly just happened.

Within the teacher's lounge the hulking man sat across from the teen as he prepared some hot tea, "I've been looking into your request. I may have some connections that you could use." he spoke.

Katsuki's head whipped up to the Hero, "Eh? Really?" he was surprised to hear that All Might really was willing to help him with his search.

All Might gave him a nod, "Indeed. However it all depends on how you do in the Sports Festival. You see, they will be there to scout for interns and for you to be considered you'll need to impress them." he advised. Again Katsuki could tell there was more that the hero wanted to say, he also noticed how often the man seemed to cough subtly. Not too many people would pick up on some of these habits, but Katsuki wasn't like many people, he was better and he knew there was something up. However, he wasn't going to press, he had enough on his plate as it is.


When the day was finally over it was no surprise to Bakugo that the hallway was blocked by a sea of students from the other classes as he gathered his things to leave. He had a lot on his mind and he needed to train in order to be at his best for the Sports Festival. So seeing all these extras trying to get in his way wasn't exactly good for anyone.

"Whaaa? Um... why the heck are you all here?!" Uraraka exclaimed as she took a step back from the door.

Iida stood next to her, "Do you students have some sort of business with our class?" he questioned

"Why are you blocking our doorway?!" Mineta yelled before Katsuki stepped in front of them with his usual scowl.

"They're scouting out the competition idiot." he stated like it was obvious, like how it was obvious he had just hurt the pervert's feelings at being called an idiot. "We're the class that managed to survive a real villain attack, so of course they want to see who we are." he added as he glared down a lot of the other students. Some of them faltered at his glare, "Well, now you know what a future Pro looks like. Now move it Extras."

"Bakugo! You can't just call other students Extras!" Iida scolded as the other classmates gathered around and worried about what Katsuki was doing.

"So this is Class 1-A." a voice spoke in the crowd. A student pushed himself through the crowd. His wild purple hair was the first noticeable feature, "I heard you guys are impressive, but you just sound like an ass." the purple haired teen got to the front and looked over the class. "Is everyone in the hero course this delusional or is it just you?"

"Eh?" Katsuki could feel his temper flare at the insult.

The teen didn't seem to notice or maybe he just didn't care, because he continued, "It's sad to come here and find a bunch of egomaniacs. I wanted to be in the hero course, but like many others here I was forced to choose a different path. Such is life. I might not have been able to cut it the first time, but I have another chance. If any of us do well in the Sports Festival the teachers can decide to transfer us to the Hero Course, which means we would replace one of you." he stated making Katsuki's classmates flinch and gasp at the idea that they could be transferred out of the hero program, the blonde however clicked his tongue, he didn't like anyone throwing threats out like that, even if he liked doing it all the time, that was different. "'Scouting out the competition'. Maybe my peers are doing that, but I'm here to let you know that if you don't do your very best I'll steal your spot right from under you, so consider this a declaration of war." he finished his threat staring Katsuki right in the eyes.

"Hey!" another student called out, "I'm Tetsutetsu from Class 1-B! I heard you guys fought against a bunch of villains and wanted to see if that's true! But all I see are a bunch of punks who think their better than us!" He yelled angrily. "I wouldn't get too cocky or it'll be embarrassing when we kick your ass in the festival!"

Katsuki had enough, he turned from Tetsutetsu and the purple haired teen and began making his way through the crowd hearing the obnoxious student yell out profanities as he walked away from him; that is until he heard Kirishima speak up.

"Dude wait! What are you going to do about this?" He rushed to the front, "It's your fault everyone is hating on us like this Bakugo!"

"It doesn't matter." He stated firmly though Kirishima was still confused so he continued, "The only thing that's important is rising to the top, nothing will stand in my way." Katsuki stated then continued down the hall.

Kirishima stood there shocked for a moment then groaned, "I hate how that was such a manly exit." and most of his classmates agreed.

The week of training flew by quickly, everyone worked hard to improve themselves and soon enough the day of the Sports Festival arrived.


Izuku fell back onto the floor as Eri jumped into his arms, laughing all the way down. The two had gotten bored of the games they had to play with a suddenly the two of them found themselves in a makeshift play fight. Pillows were haphazardly tossed about the room, chairs and the bedpost sporting sheets across them for the forts they had created; in short the bedroom was a playhouse mess. Eri had one of her thinner blankets tied around her shoulders and a cardboard tube in hand pretending to be a hero and Izuku was suppose to be the bad guy.

Eri sat on his chest and pointed her 'weapon' at Izuku, "Give up and face justice!" She laughed.

Izuku mocked surrender, "Thwarted again by the amazing Unicorn Hero: Eri-chan!" He said dramatically.

"Unicorn Princess Hero." She reiterated.

"Oh right, Unicorn Princess Hero, my bad." He chuckled, "And since I'm the bad guy, I just made you let your guard down, now I got you~" he sat up causing her to fall back and squeal out giggles when he began tickling her.

"Do I even want to know what's going on?" They both were too enthralled by their game that they didn't hear the unlocking of the door nor the fact that last part of their play was being watched by Kurono Hari.

Izuku and Eri both froze in their movements before turning their attention to the stoic young man. They blinked innocently up at Hari who was waiting for some sort of explanation.

"We were playing Heroes vs Villains!" Eri proclaimed.

"Really Izuku? Aren't you a little old to be playing pretend?" Kurono questioned. "And look at this mess... Kai would have a crow if he saw the state of this room,"

"Just because you have no imagination doesn't mean you have to stifle mine." he snided back then looked around at the messy room, both he and Eri had worked up a sweat from the roughhousing too, "Hehe, it is a bit messy, but I wanted to show her how to make forts, Kacchan taught me when I was around her age." he replied then grinned, "Besides, Eri and I got bored, wanna join us? You can be my accomplice in taking over the world," he chuckled.

Kurono rolled his eyes at Izuku, "You taking over the world would mean it's destruction Izuku." he quipped earning a huff of defiance from the younger teen at his declare and he smirked fondly for a moment before he pushed those feelings down and cleared his throat, "Either way, Boss has requested an audience with you."

"Oh? Alright, let me just get the room cleaned-" Izuku began, but Kurono shook his head.

"No, we'll have the servants do that. I suggest we go now, you'll need to clean yourself up and quickly so you don't keep him waiting." he advised as he held the door open for Izuku.

Just as the teen got to his feet he felt a tug on his pant leg. His green eyes gazed down to the little girl that was clinging to his leg, not wanting him to go. He patted her head softly, "I'll be back again soon."

"Promise?" she asked looking up at him with such desperation it took him a moment to compose himself. This held such a familiar feel to it and he wasn't sure why.

"I promise."


Kurono swiftly walked with Izuku leading him back to his suite so he could change, he stood outside the door and waited. Izuku rushed through his room and opened his wardrobe while kicking off his wrinkled outfit dumping his clothes into the dirty laundry. Taking a clean suit out of his closet he laid it on his perfectly made bed and turned to enter his bathroom. Turning on the shower he stepped into the steaming hot water, the soap he used smelled strongly of disinfectant and he accompanied it with a rough luffa. Vigorously he rubbed at his skin muttering to himself that he needed to scrub off the germs and grime that he had gathered while playing with little Eri. He rinsed his hair after scrubbing down then turned the water off. The teen felt like he wasn't thorough enough, but with Kai waiting for him he couldn't waste time. Though he wasn't as bad as Kai's germaphobia he did manage to acquire the trait. He disliked getting dirty or being touched by impure things, mainly people. The only ones allowed to touch him skin to skin were Kai and Eri, it was an unsaid rule that everyone obeyed. Drying himself off he changed into his new outfit, slipped on a new pair of gloves and ran the towel a few times more through his hair before opening his bedroom door and following behind Kurono without much conversation.

As the doors to the Boss's office opened Izuku walked in and immediately scanned his surroundings. The Eight Precepts were there. Scattered around the room, but still very much waiting on his arrival which made him wonder what exactly was going on.

"Izuku." Kai spoke first as he rose from his chair.

Izuku stopped himself from using Kai's nickname, he recalled the scolding he received for not properly addressing him in public. "Overhaul-sama, my apologies for making you wait."

Kai gave a nod then motioned for him to sit which he did. Kai watched the younger for a moment before stepping around his desk, "You're request hadn't been ignored." Kai began which gained Izuku's full attention, "I needed time to think on it. And you are right. I will need to start including you in our business more for you to fully understand what you will be inheriting." Izuku could hardly believe what he was hearing gazing up to Kai as the older approached. "So I've decided that you're first mission will be accompanying me on an important business meeting in town." he stated.

Chisaki Izuku stood at the estate's entrance both excited and completely nervous. He had been waiting for the day that he was able to go outside and now that it was finally here he felt nauseous. The idea of getting to see the things he watched prerecorded up close and personal thrilled him, but the fact that he was heading into a very dirty and diseased filled world, as Kacchan described, worried his germaphobic nature as well.

He leaned against the wall as he waited. Izuku was sporting a new look, he wore a dark green dress shirt, black dress pants, a simple red necktie and a black bomber jacket with grey fur lining around the collar and hood, which looked similar to Overhaul's olive green one. His hair was freshly cut with an undercut fade, his wild curls was styled to the side and the lower half of his face was currently covered by a black cloth mask. In his hands he turned over the plague mask that he had chosen to wear. It was, again, similar to what the Boss wore except this one was black with emerald green silk thread that embroidered the edging with green wide straps and the beak was detailed with literal gold trimmings. The item in his hands held purpose, it held his future, his Otosan and Kacchan had been preparing him for this his whole life. It's all he's ever thought of becoming and he would prove it to Kai.

"Lets go." he heard Kai speak as he came walking down the hall, Kurono right behind him.

Kai wore his 'Overhaul' attire that consisted of a black dress shirt with matching pants, pale white tie and his signature olive green jacket with light purple fur along the collar and his plague mask securely upon his person. Kurono was in a long white raincoat with a full face plague mask, he said nothing as he quicken his steps to reach the door first and opened it for them. Izuku walked in stride with Kai as they exited the estate, there a car was idling in the driveway, the driver held the car door open for the three of them. Izuku recognized the driver as Shin, one of the members of the Eight Precepts of Death.

"While outside you will follow my instructions. Do not stray from me, do you understand?"

"Yes, sir... Um, Overhaul?"

"What is it?"

"Did you happen to look over my suggestion for my alias?"

"I did. I have to wonder where you got the idea from,"

"I find ravens to be intriguing."

"They're intelligent, resourceful and powerful, it's quite fitting for you. Karasu."


In case anyone is interested Karasu means "Crow" and/or "Raven" in Japanese

I think deciding on Izuku's alias is what took the longest for this chapter to be posted.

Let me know what you guys think.