Welcome to part four
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Kirishima's PoV
My first day at U.A! I was ready for this! I'm going to do my best to make friends and become a great hero.
Who am I kidding? This wasn't gonna work, they would all hate me or look at me like I'm weird.
This wouldn't work! High school was going to be shit!
Not only that but so many teens have been turning up dead recently, it's kinda scary.
It's ok! This will all be over soon! We will win and then the murders will stop, so I gotta do my part!
I walked out of my apartment and made my way to the train station. People would glare at my uniform, others watched me as if I was on a death march. Hero culture had been under fire the past few weeks.
Every newspaper had been plastered with the headline about a first year high school student who had been killed, tortured was the better word. Only one body was found, but the eyeball of the other was found next to him. The wounds were described like a manic had found them and had their way with em. Filleted flesh, missing parts, even evidence of electrocution marks.
The parents sued local heroes who failed to be on patrol that night due to intoxication. License restrictions got tighter, parents began to rethink if they actually wanted their children to go to the hero schools.
It didn't help anything when it was announced that the son of the number two pro hero had been killed a few days earlier. They found his body in a river, add that on top of the kid All Might was unable to save and you get a media shit storm.
You would think that it would all calm down by now. That all happened about three months ago, but it was still fresh in the minds of mourners and protesters.
Our world was falling apart, it was total mayhem.
I was so lost in thought I didn't notice a quiet blond sitting down right next to me. He looked sad, but determined.
A quiet rage boiling within him.
That's when I noticed the uniform, U.A. We were going to be classmates.
"Uh hi!" I smiled at him, but all I got was a grunt in response.
"Um, my name is Eijiro Kirishima, looks like we're gonna be classmates, what course are you in?"
Silence, geez this du—
"Hero course, Class 1–A, what about you?"
"Hey! I'm hero course class 1–A too! Looks like we're gonna be working together! What's your name?" He responded!
"Katsuki Bakugou."
"You don't talk much do you?"
"Not as of recently. Too much shit has gone down in my life."
"Mind if I ask?"
Silence
"Sorry if I overstepped a boundary…."
God I hated the quiet.
"Um, did you hear about the new teacher?"
He merely glanced at me, but that was enough to know that I had caught his interest.
"Apparently All Might is going to be teaching at U.A. This year, he was scheduled to start his teaching contract this year anyway, but people are saying he has been even more driven since that kid died under his watch."
He growled when I mentioned the kid
"Shitty Deku, fucking dying before he even got to apply."
It was a mumble, but it was enough. He knew the kid who died, and from what I read, the two students who had been found were from the same middle school. So he had lost three classmates in the span of about a month.
I didn't speak to him again, not until the train stopped.
"Come on shitty hair, we don't want to be late."
"HEY! Don't insult my hair!" He snickered at my annoyance
So he was a mischief maker?
No, that didn't fit him, he seemed like a quiet asshole.
"Whatever, Kirishima right? Let's go."
The way light streamed into the train car made the whole scene look like it had come straight out of an anime.
Shit…. I'm so gay right now.
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Todoroki's PoV
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All I could remember from that night was throwing up, a burning sensation in my chest, and blood.
That's what I told myself.
It wasn't true. I remember him. I remember our victims, and I remember every action taken, and every word said.
"Midoriya." His name still tasted foreign on my tongue. You would think after living together for nearly three months we would start to get to know each other, but I didn't mind it. I had Touya… even though he didn't live here with us, it was me, Midoriya, Shigaraki, Kurogiri, and this kid who kept popping in and out, they called him chaos or something like that.
Midoriya would disappear when that kid was here, I remember seeing a flash of green and black then they would be gone. Kurogiri explained that they were best friends and I shouldn't worry about them, but why wouldn't Midoriya spend the same type of time with me? He was either training, locked in his room, or with him.
I thought maybe we had bonded the night of my initiation, sure I don't remember most of it, but I woke up with my head throbbing and my body sore. When I asked him about it he explained we had some fun with the prisoners, but nothing else.
He killed those two boys with a giant grin on his face, and that was hot as shit.
The image of him, covered in blood and smiling was burned into the back of my eyelids, and that was an issue. It made talking to him hard, as my mind supplied images of him standing over me, covered in my blood. Maybe it was a desire for death, but it could be my repressed ass finally realizing that it likes boys.
"Fuck I'm so gay for that boy."
It was barely a whisper but once the words were out in the world, there was no taking it back.
Who knows maybe he was manipulating me, but that moment, when that boy collapsed in on himself. It sent shivers down my spine, it was enthralling, but talking to him, ugh.
He was smug, but silent. Always looking at me like he knew something I didn't, that he had every answer I was looking for, but refused to say a word. It was driving me nuts, he spoke down to me, but not in the same way my father had, would be completely "normal" (his bubbly, rambling tendencies) but whenever we were around any of the other members, especially All for One he would change. Maybe to make them respect him, but he already trained daily with All for One, which Shigaraki claimed was weird on its own.
Who was he, his last name was Midoriya but what did I really know about him?
"Shouto~ it's time for training!" His voice floated through my door.
Speak of the devil and he will appear.
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Hawk's PoV
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Life was a bitch.
Endeavor who was normally in a terrible mood was now silent. His son was dead, and there was nothing that could change that. He had denied it, as most people do when they lose someone they are close to. He put that kid's body through multiple tests to make sure it was actually him, with different doctors and facilities. It all came back the same.
Shouto Todoroki was declared dead and there was nothing he could do about it.
I heard his daughter had moved out when everything was settled, the funeral was a private affair, his mother, sister, and remaining brother. Endeavor paid for everything but didn't show up.
He paid for his daughter to move out, to have his wife released into the care of his daughter, and his son to do whatever Natsu did. Now he worked, that was the only normal thing around here, but even that wasn't right.
He was working with All Might.
The media lost their shit, the rivalry between them was a known staple of the hero community.
More accurately, the one sided rivalry that consisted of Endeavor hating All Might.
That's where I was currently headed, but I was caught up by something else. Specifically two individuals fighting a third in some back alleys. A woman, and masked man, and someone who looked like they were made of burn tissue and angst.
"We already told you we aren't interested in your little club. Why should we even take interest in what you're saying?" The blonde woman glared
"Himiko don't listen to him, he's going to spit nothing but lies!"
"But what if he is offering us money?"
"Money would be nice…"
"But what if he turns us into the police?"
"What if we just kill him now?"
"I like that idea." The woman replied after the man seemed to switch between countless personalities.
"Or you could listen to me, find a nice place to stay, and a group who actually wants to make a change in this good for nothing society."
The angst lord, yes that's what I'm calling him, walked towards them with his hands raised. "Wouldn't it be nice to stop running for once, and join a group that will offer you protection. An opportunity to spit in the face of everyone who judged you for your quirks, for where you were born, what family you come from. Just come with me and if you aren't interested then that's ok. We will let you go"
"A support group, for criminals?"
That sounded suspicious as hell.
"Maybe we should check it out. I'm tired of running."
"Ok Twice, we'll check it out. It looks like it's about to storm, and I don't feel like getting rained on."
Ok, I should probably apprehend them now.
Angst Lord pressed something on his phone and a portal opened.
Ok Now I actually had to go, and they're gone. Shit.
At least I don't have to tell Endeavor, besides this could be a future case.
My phone pinged
Pick up KFC order.
Endeavor willingly bought me food? Hell yes.
Maybe life wasn't a total bitch.
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Dabi's PoV
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Takami had been there. He had watched the whole interaction, and it took every ounce of restraint to keep myself from making eye contact.
If I had alerted him I knew he was there a fight would have broken out, and I'm not interested in beating up my boyfriend.
I watched our new recruits talk to Shigaraki, and everything felt weird.
I had spent three months helping dig up criminals and villains who wanted revenge on heroes, but these two were better known that the barrel scum I had been digging up.
I decided to wander around the building. I surprisingly didn't really know my way around despite the fact that I 'work' here.
I found the basement and something else…
A room burned to shit, completely destroyed, splinted walls, and unused for some time. The dust and ash implied that something happened that shouldn't have, and then the room was closed off.
"What are you doing down here Dabi?" A young voice sent shivers down my spine. I was better than letting someone sneak up on me.
Midoriya came into my view.
"What is this Deku? You play with fire or something?" I didn't trust him as far as I could throw him.
"Or something." His smile said everything I needed, and didn't want to know. "It's interesting how people forget things. From trauma, drugs, or just getting black out drunk. But just because one person forgets themselves for a single night, or for an eternity, doesn't mean that nothing happened. If someone were to jump off a cliff and no one was around, they would still make a sound. Time never forgets, but people forget with time. Interesting don't you think? Like how someone forgets that they could risk everything for desire, funny right?"
"So you traumatize someone so badly that they forget everything?"
Silence.
"Your brother is looking for you, you should go give him attention."
That didn't sound that Shouto at all, but I can read between the lines.
He didn't want me down here.
So I turned and walked out the door, only to see one slightly cracked open on the opposite end of the hall. I wasn't an interior decorator, but I could tell that the red accents of the room were not intentional.
I skipped a couple steps because who knows what that little manic would do if I got into his business.
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Midoriya's PoV
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"Why can't we tell mom I'm alive?"
"Because we need you to be ready, and your mother has this habit of making it very difficult to do our type of work."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Your mother had an idea of what I did for a living, she wasn't the biggest fan, but what could she do about it? We lived happily, if not simply, but it was happy. In fact I almost passed on my throne early, but then All Might's predecessor killed my heir. So I stayed in it. Your mother got pregnant, but we were safe. When All Might made his debut, that's when work became too much. It was too difficult to come home in the evening, because that would've put you in danger. I don't want your mom getting hurt."
"Ok, I get the not seeing her part, but you should at least tell her that I'm alive! Imagine I make a debut, and the next moment she's down your throat because now I'm associated with your business." His face softened. It was something he only ever did around me, something that hit home that he cared.
"I'll think about it, we don't want her mad at us for too long." He smiled
There was a knock at the door, Shigaraki probably finished recruiting the two newbies.
"Teacher the initiation is all set up. We're ready whenever you are."
I could see him glaring at me, he was always the focus of my father's attention, but now that I'm here he is starved of that he loves most.
It was hilarious, he knew that it didn't matter that my father took him in, hired people to raise him, lived with him. I was his only son. He called us brothers but we both knew the truth, and it made me smile.
"We shouldn't keep them waiting father."
The tension in Shigi's shoulder intensified.
"Yes, we shouldn't. Izuku, gather the brothers. We have new members."
I nodded and walked out of the room with a smirk. We had amassed the forces to attack U.A., and if all went well within the next two weeks All Might would be dead, and Mayhem could come home for good.
I may have only known him for a little over a year, but he was my best friend, and tonight we would celebrate.
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Mayhem's PoV
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I was sick of this school already. The bright colors, the constant positivity, I felt so much kinship for because he was so done with everyone and everything constantly.
It had been one day, but I almost gave myself away during the tests. I had to tone down my skill so much it hurt. Then there were the students.
The only one who I remotely respected was Bakugou Katsuki, and that was only because of what Izuku had told me, but he wasn't like he described.
Determined? Yes.
Confident? Yes.
Prideful? Yes.
He had been silent for most of the day, when he walked into class everyone immediately went quiet. He had the highest scores on both the practical and written entrance exams for the hero course. That much was clear when he spoke at the beginning of class.
The real kicker was that over the past few months he'd been in the media multiple times.
One for being saved by All Might, another for two funerals.
I noticed he was good looking, and broken. A broken boy who was about to see his childhood friend kill his idol. It would leave him a mess, and one of my favorite things in the whole world, is an easy, messy, broken human. They could be manipulated so easily.
"Hey loser wait up!" I turned my head to see him walking towards me.
"What's up Bakugou?"
"You forgot your book." He handed me a thick textbook over the English language. Even though it was only the first day of classes, the teachers dove right into assigning us work.
"Shit! Thanks man, it would've been embarrassing to show up to class tomorrow and have that on my desk." I chuckled
We walked in silence, to our new homes.
U.A. started a dorm program after some urging from All Might and Endeavor who both had teens be kidnapped and die on their watch. It was funny, they think by keeping all of the students in the same place they will be able to keep an eye on them, but we had already found our way through their defenses. They would see that soon enough.
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Todoroki's PoV
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I saw the two new recruits handle initiation better than me, they drank and eventually started singing karaoke with Touya, which was disturbing on its own.
I wanted to leave, Mayhem (whose name I totally forgot) was here. He and Midoriya were doing shots by the pool table, I didn't want to intrude. I could only focus on the two teens. One the object of my infatuation, the other his best friend.
I was standing in the corner, but a looming presence caught me off guard.
"Shouto, why are you not joining in the festivities?" All for One spoke gently
"This really isn't my type of fun, I partook in my initiation, but I don't remember much after I went downstairs."
"Izuku mentioned that you avoided him for a week after that."
"Whose Izuku?"
"Deku. Izuku is his given name, such as Shouto is yours."
"I see. Izuku Midoriya, aka Deku. I've gotta say he lucked out, his name held potential from the start."
"Well he was named after his grandfather but I can see where you are coming from." Ok why the hell does he know that?
"Why did he tell you that?"
"Oh my, do you not know?" He began to chuckle, and I nervously laughed with him, "Izuku must have failed to mention this but, my name is Hisashi Midoriya. I'm Izuku's father."
Fuck, I had been obsessing over the boss's son. I have never wanted to melt into the floor more than I want to right now.
"Oh, that makes so much sense."
"I'm surprised he never mentioned it to you." The look he was giving me was the same as Izuku's. 'I know something you don't and I'm going to dangle that fact in front of you until you snap'
"I may be living here, but I don't know that much about all of you."
"Then go learn, socialize. If you have to challenge the two of them to something. I may be a villain overlord but I'm also a father. If you don't reach out first they won't know you want to." It made sense, but it was so weird that this was coming from him.
I looked over at the two of them, grinning and laughing.
I was free from my father but nothing had changed. I was still alone for most of my days, only in contact with others when they sought me out.
"Think about what I said." With that All for One left.
And I was alone in the corner once again.
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Midoriya's PoV
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"So, explain to me the whole situation with Icy Hot again?" Mayhem laughed as I assume my face got even redder
"There's nothing to talk about, he doesn't want to know me so why should I care?"
"Because unlike me, you aren't a sociopath. You had a good upbringing, minus all the bullying and your idol crushing every hope and dream you ever had, but that not the point. You had someone who gave a damn about you, and I know that as much as you have learned to enjoy what we do, you still care about the people we work with. If you didn't, well we wouldn't be friends." He grinned
"I hate when you make a fucking point."
"Now go grab him from the corner, I actually need to get to know him, and what better way than poisoning our bodies and possibly tattooing him before the night is over."
"No, not again. The last one you did almost got seriously infected. Just save up to get it done by a professional." I groaned
"No, if I get a tat professionally it would be some giant arm shit, and that is not something a high school student is allowed to have."
"Ah, well we will have to finish our mission quickly, get you home fast."
"Yeah, but if you don't mind, I might mess with Bakugou a bit."
That fucking dumbass,
"Hey if you can't corrupt him in some way no one can." I looked him right in his unnatural eyes, how did you get a color like that?
"That's true, now go save the young one from your dad and I will make my own plans."
"My da— nooo." I spun around to see my dad talking to Todoroki
"Oh my, do you not know?" He began to chuckle, and Shouto nervously laughed with him, "Izuku must have failed to mention this but, my name is Hisashi Midoriya. I'm Izuku's father."
No, no no no no no! I didn't tell him for a reason! No, why dad? I wanted him to be comfortable around me, now that he knows I'm the boss's son, ah shit. This wasn't going to go well.
"Bye Mido—"
"May no!"
"Can't hear you, gotta find my precious." And he was gone.
Ok, this will be fine. This will be fine, I'm not that drunk, and I can still hold a conversation.
"Deku, where did Mayhem go?"
I screamed
He came up behind me, and I fricken screamed.
"Sorry, I'll go"
"Nonononoonnon, I'm really sorry, I didn't realize you were behind me, and you were talking to my dad who I never mentioned was my dad, andimreallysorryimrambelingatthispointandishouldstop."
"It's ok, we never really get to talk so it probably just slipped your mind,"
"Yeah, slipped my mind."
Silence
"So, fun party." Todoroki tried to start conversation
"Yeah, um do you want something to drink?"
"I mean sure—"
"Okay you're both here, good. Listen Mido I left my gun at school, so I say we should all go out." Mayhem popped out of nowhere
"You have a gun at school?" Shouto looked mildly intrigued
"Tattoo gun, I get bored easily, it helps curb the homicidal urges I get when I'm around all of those happy people. Because I swear to god if they do not calm their asses down, I will give them something to cry about."
"Huh, that's a phat mood."
I just watched in silence as my best friend did what I couldn't do in three months, in three minutes.
To be fair, he does have a knack for making people feel better.
"So Midoriya you down?"
"Huh?"
"We are gonna sneak out later, you down?" Todoroki gave me tiny smile, and that made my brain short out again
"Yes, oh my god yes, please. I cannot handle another minute here."
"Cool, anyway we should grab a bottle, head up stairs, and figure out how to not be recognized. If we get caught it wouldn't be good, especially with ya know, Mayhem being undercover and if he gets caught with two supposedly dead teenagers, intoxicated, and acting very unheroic we could majorly fuck everything up" Todoroki suggested, being the only sober one in the group.
"You know, that sounds like a good idea. I will handle the mention of a bottle, you two head to May's room and we will kick this off."
The two of them grinned and headed upstairs, but for some reason I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. I shouldn't be irritated by the fact that Shouto actually talked to Mayhem and not me, I shouldn't but I am.
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Alrighty this has taken so fricken long to write, but it's ok, because I have way too much time on my hands now.
Screw quarantine. Screw the people who go out with each other knowing that it will cause everything to stay closed for longer. I haven't worked in a month, I haven't physically seen my friends in a month. I'm stuck at home and that is not good for serotonin. This past weekend was supposed to be the spring play, and I know I'm lucky seeing as I was a junior, but it still sucks. I'm really only going to miss two seniors, most of the others I'm indifferent to, but one I am so happy that he missed this. That is the silver lining to all of this. ANYWAY
I hope you guys are all staying safe, and healthy! I will do my best to continue to update the story while all this is going on. I will also possibly upload the first draft of an original play if people are interested in that.
I love you all, thank you so much for reading my shitty fan fictions, writing really helps with everything going on.
See you next chapter!
Jade.