Since last night, police and pro heros were alert around the dorms and around the school.

Villains wouldn't make a move (it was too risky with so many pro heros on the same place, and with the security systems at full alert and function), still, it wouldn't hurt to be cautious.

Thigs weren't looking good and there was tension in the air.

They had made the students stay in the dorms

This kid wasn't normal... he could be in danger... or he could be the danger... for precaution it was decided he was handcuffed to the bed, but no one expected him to wake up screaming and scratching himself to bleed, breaking the handcuffs in the process. Like, yeah, when people that don't have strength based quirks train and stuff they can be strong. But he actually broke the cuffs without problem. Those cuffs were designed to resist strength quirks.

At first Aizawa thought the hearing came with the kid's quirk somehow or maybe he just got overwhelmed, but the strength...

Could this kid be a new kind of Nomu?

Everyone got on the move when this possibility was put on the table. Some suggested handcuffing the boy once again, but Aizawa argued against it, even if he was indeed a nomu, the kid hadn't wanted to attack anyone, he had alredy enough stress with the nightmare he woke up from and if they handcuffed him, the kid would try to free himself and who knew how violently he could react.

What Aizawa felt when he saw the kid for the first time was... something.

The scars were also worrysome.

When Chiyo checked him, she found small scars here and there along his body, but the most notable were two scars, the first one was a stab wound, the second one was a scar of a big wound. It was the size of a fist if not a little bigger.

What happened to this kid?

Hisazhi had wanted to stay with him when the kid woke up, but he convinced him to stay with the kids.

They needed answers.

And soon.

Rin was confused, red flags raised inside his head.

His first though was "why would anyone bring him here when he literally set himself on fire?". Then he remembered that Aizawa could turn off his flames, and all the weird looking people he saw on the street (well not that strange, at least for him, demons looked funny most of the time). He wouldn't stand out so much (that was what he hoped, there was a guy with skin of what looked like wood on the street for fucks sakes!) but he had to get out of here to get his sword.

Shūzenji's "quirk", as she called it, (looked like that term was the way they meant their powers, why did they call it that? and how did all these people got powers?) consisted in healing, her lips grew and stretched giving him a kiss. After that, he felt a bit more tired but the scratches healed.

He let her use her quirk on him deciding to keep quiet about his fast healing, bursting in blue fire like a damn lighter was bad enough, he didn't want to get things worse. The less they knew the better, so, when Shūzenji and Aizawa asked him how was he and if this happened often he said he just had a bad day. The nephilim honestly didn't know what would have been the best answer but he hoped this was a good one. If he said yes then they would say "oh, so you are dangerous, we can't let you go" and who knows what they would do to him, and if he said no (like he did), he wasn't really sure what would come next.

The door was knocked twice before being opened by a man with black hair along with what looked like... a huge mouse?

Okeeey?

— Principal Nezu, detective Tsukauchi, I was about to call you — said Aizawa in a neutral tone.

— Hello Aizawa, I see our guest is awake — answered the huge talking rodent

The uneasiness twisted Rin's guts and crawled under his skin, but he managed to calm himself as he reminded himself that it was more likely that these people didn't even know what demons are (unless they were exorcists or something but he didn't think so, they didn't use True Cross symbol or anything, not to mention that they would have already attacked him, they were already taking too long for that), still, the fact that they saw his flames kept him nervous. It made him remember that nightmare and it sent shivers down his spine.

— Now, kid, could you please tell us your name, your age and explain us a little about what happened to you? — asked the detective.

— My name is Rin Okumura, I'm 15 years old and I was going to the train station when my flames got out of control, I didn't know what else to do that get away from people to not hurt anyone, Mr. Aizawa knows the rest — he gestured to him. — Thanks by the way — he quickly added.

It felt kinda weird to talk about his flames as if it was something normal.

Aizawa's response was just a nod. His expression was unreadable.

Rin really hoped they'd buy it cause there's no way he could play dumb like he would have wanted to. Aizawa and some officers saw his flames, and who knows how many people too on the streets.

He was lost, Kurikara was lost, strangers saw his flames, he was now being interrogated.

How was he going to fix all this mess?.

The detective wrote somethig on his notepad. It made Rin sweat a little.

— Can you tell us a bit more about your quirk?

Rin expected that. It wasn't so surprising.

— Like you saw, I can control blue flames... sir — he said glancing to Aizawa.

Tsukauchi took a moment, then wrote another note on the notepad.

— Is that all?

— Yes

New note.

《Should I tell them that I need to contact my family?...but what if the phone numbers don't work again? How will I explain that?》

Tsukauchi sighed putting down the notepad

— Rin, we really need you to clarify us some things, please don't lie

— I'm not lying! — His claim sounded lame even for him.

— My quirk lets me tell apart truth from lies, so, again, please don't lie.

《FUCK. IT.!》

Rin not knowing what else to do, bolted. The window seemed like the best route of escape. He knew they said something but he didn't hear it.

He had to go.

The window was close, but before he understood what was happening, he found himself on the floor restrained by Aizawa's scarf

— Kid, you're making this harder than it is

Aizawa's hair was floating and his eyes were red

— Trying to run will be also pointless, officers and proheros surrounding the school, you won't get far.— Added Nezu calmly and composed

Rin was thankful the scarf wasn't made of some holy shit thing that affected demons (what was it made of then?), and now he had it clear that those hair and eyes meant he couldn't use his flames.

The scarf restringing him felt more tight for a moment. But he could break the scarf, he could feel it.

Maybe Aizawa noticed this or something cause he said

— Listen, answer our questions honestly and everything will be ok.

That made Rin stop trashing and trying to get free. He was done.

— That's bullshit and we all know it!. Let me go! — He spat at no one in particular, he just wanted to leave.

Aizawa crouched down to be more at eye level with Rin, turning off his quirk.

— We really need some answers, please, just help us with that, nothing bad is going to happen to you

— What do you want to know from me that's so important? — asked the nephilim, his voice a mix of despair and annoyance, but he had stopped trashing so Aizawa let him take a sitting position

—We just need to know if you know some people — said Nezu (seriously what was he?). It was a bit unsettling that during this whole time he was calm and still.

— Like I said, my quirk lets me tell apart truth from lies so i know you lied, at least in some things, I got that you are being honest about your name, your age, and the fact that you did not want to hurt anyone when your quirk went out of control on your way to the train station explained Tsukauchi so, can Aizawa release you so we can clear all this?

Rin weightened his options.

He didn't understand much what did Nezu meant with "proheros" but if they were with the police, that meant bad news. They could be bluffing of course, but... it made sense now, they wouldn't have brought him here without being careful.

A part of him wanted to release himself and just look for his sword. But even if he didn't like it, he had everything to lose. If Aizawa could turn off his flames who knew how many others could too. He also didn't know what powers those officers and "proheros" had.

Plus, if they were after him it would be harder to find Kurikara.

He would have to take his chance when he found himself alone.

— Fine — he reluctantly said. With that he was free once again.

— Thank you— said the detective genuinely

They let him take a sit on the bed.

— Now, what other quirks do you have? — asked Tsukauchi

— Uh... — he felt a little awkward — I'm... strong, my senses are better than the average, too.

He also could hear demons telephatically (they didn't need to know that), but now that he thought about it, at first he just assumed all he had were the flames, his strength and the physical changes of his ears, fangs and tail. Hearing Kuro was a surprise. He couldn't prevent but wonder if there was anything else he could do.

— Are you a Nomu?

That was new?. He had been called all kind of names alluding to his demon heritage but he never heard that expression before. Was it a kind of demon? He wished he had paid attention to class. No matter how hard he tried to rack his brain, nothing, it didn't ring any bells.

— No

— Do you know what a Nomu is? Or have you heard of it before?

— No, what are they? — Hey, if they suspected him for being something at least he wanted to know what it was

— Let's summary it as they are people that were experimented on, that have more than one quirk.

— ...Oh — that was the only thing Rin could say. That... sounded messed up.

— Do you know the League of villains? any relationship with any of them?

They showed him sketches of what he assumed were members of this "League".

— No, never seen or heard of them before

— And All for One?

— No

《What kind of name is that?》

Rin took note how the air in the room relieved a little after his answer. There had been tension he didn't notice before.

— What gave you the idea that I had something to do with them?

— Your blue fire quirk — Tsukauchi elaborated, gesturing to a sketch of a young man that had spiky hair, heavily scarred over his jaw, down to his neck, and under his eyes, with what looked like staples along the scars and piercings on his ears — This guy, who calls himself Dabi, is dangerous, and also has a blue fire quirk like you.

— You can understand we needed to be careful — said Nezu — But now, I think we all are really curious about two things, the first one is how do you have more that one quirk and not be a Nomu, and the second is why aren't you in the system, we couldn't find anything about you, as if you don't exist, no missing report, no registration, nothing.

Rin looked at Tsukauchi straight in the eye.

— You said you knew when someone is lying right?

— Yes?

— Then you know I'm dead serious when I tell you than I'm not from here

— What do you mean? — Tsukauchi asked. Everyone was as confused as him

— I mean this isn't my home world or something. I don't know where the fuck I am, but where I come from there aren't things as proheros, this League of whatever or Nomus, I don't even know how the fuck I got here in the first place — Rin said extending his hands and then letting them fall in his lap in despair — all I know is I have to go back home, so just let me go and I'll be out of your hair.

Please. He begged silently.

Rin sweated cold, he fucked up, he fucked up, he fucked up BIG time. He felt everyone was looking at him as if he had gone nuts, then they looked at Tsukaiuchi.

— Ok... — guess the detective was processing all this — You are being honest...

After a few minutes where everyone let the information sink in Nezu broke the silence

— If you allow me, Rin, I have a better proposal for you... what do you think about becoming a hero?