How does the school and the world react when a student starts showing signs of a new quirk all together? These are the questions that I'll need to find answers to before I go too deep into the All Might and Successor situation. If anyone want to shoot me a pm with what they thing would happen it could help a lot. Trying to think about the classroom dynamics of 1A without Midoriya is also proving to be difficult. Would Kacchan have more friends if Deku wasn't there? Would Iida still be class rep? Which person from class 1B would be in 1A now that there's an extra spot open. Not going to lie, kids, these thoughts are stressing me out. Review/Msg me if you have any ideas it'll help a ton. Hope you enjoy the chapter and I love you or whatever. Thanks for reading.

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I can't believe I'm actually enjoying this, Asola thought to herself as she took a moment to catch her breath. It had been many years since she'd played with the limits of her quirk, let alone show it to anyone intentionally. Her head was starting to pound from the stress her quirk caused on her body and her vision was starting to blur from all the fragments of dark matter left in the air after her last flurry of attacks, but she was so happy. Midoriya seemed happy too. His face had brightened up a lot since they'd started talking about her quirk, she wondered if she was having so much fun simply because he seemed to be as well. It would be hell to clean up all the ash spread around her apartment after this, but it was all worth it. She was going to have a lot of free time soon anyway.

"Want to take a break?" Izuku questioned as he blew some ash off of his notebook, "We are ruining your house."

The girl burst into laughter that seemed a bit hysterical to Izuku and came back over to sit down. Her eyes had returned to normal and he checked his watch to mark the time. About four seconds, he thought as he marked down the time in his notebook. Her quirk was something to behold for sure. Not as flashy as when he saw it in Kacchans' yard, but she'd already explained that was something she had absolutely no control over. Though when she did have control of her quirk it was still really cool to watch. She could have been an amazing hero if her eyes and face didn't look like that when she used it, not that there was any value to being a hero these days in his opinion.

She called it dark matter, whatever the stuff she used to attack was and she'd explained that she pulled it out of the air around them. When she pulled it out of the air it solidified into black shards that reminded him of shined obsidian stones which burst into ash after too much resistance or too much time passed. She could manipulate and throw the shards which sometimes moved like spiked tentacles coming from her hand and also randomly out of thin air around the room. There was definitely something terrifying about seeing Asola use it, as if the things in the air infected her body and twisted her into something different. A couple of times while she was demonstrating Izuku had noted that the ash seemed to gather around her body and face as if it was flying toward her and trying to invade her. Must be why she referred to her defense state as a possession. She wasn't in control of it like that.

Izuku yawned and took a sip out of his teacup which was now filled to the brim with coffee. He knew it was getting late but didn't want to ruin the fun by checking his phone or the time. His mother would definitely have heard about what happened at Kacchans' by now and was either angry or depressed again. He didn't enjoy hurting her like this, but he wasn't sure what else he could do. He tossed the idea of leaving so he couldn't continue to hurt her around his head again but, had no idea where he could go or what he would do with himself. Maybe he needed to start making a plan to get out of her house and...then what? Part of him wanted to take this girl with him. In the few hours they'd spent together Izuku was starting to remember what fun and happiness felt like. He was still deeply angry and hurt, but these little moments of what was starting to feel like real friendship were making him feel a lot better. In the hours they had talked Izuku realized they had a kinship through all their also realized that she would make a powerful ally that he would need if he wanted to really change the world. He just needed her to understand him better. Understand herself better.

Shigaraki was acting strange. Not that he wasn't always sort of strange, but this was...moreso. Kurogiri shuffled around behind the bar and watched his boss pacing back and forth talking to himself. He did this often, but typically it was a bit more coherent. They'd stopped scouting outside the girls house about six hours ago and sent a scout to alert them when the boy left. He was supposed to follow the boy home and report the address as soon as he had it. Kurogiri assumed this was part of the problem, it had been six hours without any word whatsoever from their scout.

He knew his boss was the type to obsess over things and this quirk was no exception. When they had filled in Senesi on everything they saw today he was also quite interested which probably exacerbated the problem with Shigaraki quite a lot. His boss was obsessed with making Sensei proud and it seemed that getting control of this quirk was the newest symptom of that obsession. Which would be fine if they didn't have very important work to do.

""The Hero Killer is in Hosu." Kurogiri said to break the silence, "And I believe he would be a very valuable asset to our cause."

"Yes. I know." Tomura replied with a bit more bite than usual.

"I'd like to try to get a meeting with him sometime next week," Kurogiri answered without missing a beat, "I've got contacts that could pass along the message if you approve."

"Thursday would be best." Tomura answered while absentmindedly scratching at his neck, a sign that he was feeling angry or anxious.

Inko Midoriya was at the end of her rope. She had spent an entire year trying her best to be empathetic, to allow her son the time he needed to get his...shit together and act like the boy he used to be. Screaming about hating heroes and throwing a tantrum at her closest friends house? Starting a fight with his childhood friend? Injuring an innocent bystander who will now have to get herself a new job? These things she couldn't accept. And now it was nearly two in the morning and her son still hadn't found his way home. Or told her where he was going. A pang of fear shot through her as she wondered if he'd run away. She remembered a time when she would have never considered it for a second, but now she had no idea who that boy posing as her sweet son was.

Maybe this was her fault? He didn't have his father around to be the disciplinarian of the family. She thought that she was doing a good job on her own but look at the state of her family now, she had to do something. It was time to make that boy behave even if doing it broke her heart. Inko pulled herself off the couch and made her way into her sons room and found what she was looking for. He'll get these back when he can behave again, she decreed to herself while gathering up all the notebooks on his desk and tossing them into an empty box on his floor. When a kid is bad you take away his toys.

Surely it would be fine.

Asola jolted awake in a shock and looked around dazed. She'd fallen asleep at her dining table and… yep the kid was still here. She took a moment to wipe her face with her hands and fumble around for her cell phone. 8:26 AM Shit. Ok it was official, she let a little boy stay the night in her house without his parents permission. As if people didn't have a bad enough opinion of her. She took a moment to stretch her arms and legs before shoving the top of Midoriyas' head lightly with her fingers.

"Wake up, Kid." She said gently as she stood up to make more coffee for the two of them. He grumbled a bit and began to stir as she was finishing up the two cups, "Morning."

He made and indistinguishable noise and looked at her in a morning daze. She smiled and handed him a cup of coffee that he took and then stared at her wide eyed for a moment before looking away and blushing. It's my first sleepover too kid, she thought to herself in jest.

"I should probably get you home." She wondered if the dread in her voice was as evident as she thought it was. She was not looking forward to walking the kid home to his parents and explaining what happened. But she was the adult here and it was her responsibility. He looked down into his cup for a moment and she was sure she knew the feeling. She wouldn't want to face her parents after an outburst like that either. No matter how good the points he was making were.

"I'll go alone." He said after a moment of silence, "It would be better that way."

It wasn't long before they had said their goodbyes and she was walking Midoriya to her door to let him out. They were going to meet up for lunch again sometime this week depending on the punishment he received when he got home. They had exchanged contact information and that would be it for now. He left in a rush and as soon as he was gone she felt a bit sad. It was nice having someone to talk to without secrets. The kid was very bright and he had really convinced her about a lot of the things he believed. She could definitely understand where he was coming from. I'll find us allies, just sit tight and stay strong okay? She remembered the words he told her late last night and found strange comfort in them. Was she really putting her faith in a fifteen year old? Seemed to be the case. The kid knew how to make a plan that was for sure. And he was right, they were the only ones who saw the world for what it really was. It really was their responsibility to do something about it.

At least that was what she thought until later that evening when she received an email from Midoriya with a link to a bunch of little known information about the Hero Killer and the text: 'I'll be out of touch for a little while, got into it with mom pretty badly. Can you look into this and maybe a way to contact? Could be an ally. Find you in a few days. Also maybe get in touch with that guy about the job, you shouldn't be home alone and sad. -M'

Tomura Shigaraki almost got excited when his phone rang out with an update from his scout in the field. There wasn't much to it, just that the kid had left and arrived home safely. He took a moment to write down the address on a sheet of paper in front of him before he encouraged the man to finish the rest of the status report. Apparently the scout was waiting around the kids house for a moment and heard a lot of screaming. He wanted to know if he should stay for a bit or get out of there. He decided to have the man stick around for a bit just in case. Quirkless could be an asset to them and needed to be treated as such until he was no longer useful.

As soon as he'd been updated Tomura felt a huge weight lift off of his shoulders and felt like he could finally get back to focusing on his plan. They were nearly ready to start the next phase, they just needed to gather more allies first. That was where the Hero Killer Stain came into play. He had a great set of ideals that could easily rally people to their cause. He also had the strength and know how to be a true asset to them. These reasons were why Senesi had brought the man to his attention in the first place, yet something about him still rubbed Tomura the wrong way. He just wanted to kill All Might. Why did it have to be so difficult?

Izuku made his way home immediately after leaving Asolas' house. When he walked in he didn't bother to try and hide how messed up he looked hoping his mother would see him looking rough and go easy on him. No dice. He'd never seen his mother so upset before. She'd been crying and yelling at him for about twenty minutes before he just couldn't take it anymore. When he looked into his room and saw that she had taken all of his quirk notebooks, he flipped out on her, not that he was proud of it. It was almost like he blacked out in rage like he did the night of the sports festival, but instead of pointing his rage all over the place it was focused on his mother. How did she not understand those books were all he had left? Once things calmed down a little bit he found himself pacing around his room in anger. He needed to get out of here. It didn't take him long to find his notebooks hidden in a closet and he quickly packed them into a backpack along with a few other little things in another backpack and simply left the house without another word to his mother who was still crying in her bedroom. He couldn't believe he'd yelled at her. Said those horrible things to her. He realized all he would do if he stayed was continue to hurt her.

But where would he go? It wasn't like he had any friends left. Any bridges that weren't completely burned before were now that word had definitely gotten out about his outburst at Kacchans' house. Too many of his classmates were at the party for it not to be public knowledge by now. He didn't want to go back to Asolas' house because he'd only left a couple of hours ago and didn't want to continue to bother her. Instead he made his way down to the park near his house and settled into research on his phone about different villains.

When the sun started going down and his phone battery began to die Izuku shot Asola an email and decided it was time to figure out what he was going to do about sleep. He wasn't opposed to sleeping outside tonight, him and Kacchan had an old hideout not too far from here out in the woods that would provide plenty of protection from the elements. But it wasn't a permanent solution by any means. He'd also need to find a way to make some money. It was kind of hard for a young guy like him to get a job that paid any kind of decent wage, and he figured it wouldn't be long until his mother realized he was missing and got some kind of search going. He knew his best chances were working with shadier people, because even if they found out he was a teenage runaway they shouldn't care. How would he even go about doing that?

As he walked back to the place him and Kacchan used to play for hours before they became enemies Izuku paused and looked around again. He was sure he was being watched pretty much non stop since he'd gotten to Kacchans' house the other day. His nerves were shot and his patience was low so he decided to just call out and see if anyone was there.

"I can tell you're following me and I want to know why." Izuku said at a slightly raised volume. Not that it was likely that if someone was watching him they would reply. That would just be ridiculous.

"Sorry." The other voice called, "I was just worried about you. You're still wearing the same clothes as yesterday."

Izuku knew that voice. It was the man with the bar from the alley. As the man stepped out from behind the tree Izuku took a step back, unsure how to respond. The man straightened his clothes and took another step forward.

"I saw you in the park awhile back. I thought to myself, this kid had a freakout at a party yesterday and is still covered in blood at the park the next day. I should keep an eye on him just in case. I didn't mean to scare you."

"You didn't scare me." Izuku bit back, the man took a comical step back and put his hands up in surrender.

"Still," Shigaraki paused, "Are you about to sleep out here?" Izuku stilled at the question and Shigaraki had his answer. He let out a small sigh and took another step forward.

"You shouldn't sleep out here. There are all sorts of bad elements in this area lately." Tomura took a moment to try to recapture his concerned citizen character before giving up all together. This kid was smart and shared their ideas it seemed. Why beat around the bush with him? He could be an asset and the longer he let this little act string along the less trust the kid would have in him after he knew the truth. This was a dynamic Tomura knew all too well. He decided to cut to the chase.

Izuku watched the smiling face face seem to struggle for a moment before dropping its facade into a more sinister gaze. He prepared himself to run away from this guy at any moment but waited to hear what he was about to say.

"I'm just going to level with you, Kid. I have a proposition for you."

"I'm listening." Izuku replied instantly and without a thought.