Three weeks had passed since Izuku Midoriya made the decision to join Shigaraki and the League of Villains. He had been training with Shigaraki twice a day for the whole three weeks. He had learned the basics of hand to hand combat and how to wield and use a knife effectively. The one problem he faced though, he still didn't have his own quirk. He kept his dream of becoming a late bloomer but he still hadn't gained one. Shigaraki saw this as a problem, so on the 23rd night of Midoriya's stay, whilst the boy was sleeping upstairs, Shigaraki made his way to a small computer on the table next to the bar, and turned it on.

"Master" he said to the screen. "Can I make a request?"

A few seconds passed before a reply came through. "Of course. What is it?."

"It's about the kid" Shigaraki told the voice. "He doesn't have a quirk, but still wishes to stay with us. I've spent the last three weeks teaching him basic combat but I don't think it will be enough. So I wanted to ask if you would be able to give him one."

"I see" the voice replied. "Alright then, bring the child to me in two days. I would like some time to think about what quirk to give him."

"Of course, Master. Thank you" Shigaraki said as he turned the computer off, ending the call.

He then stood up and made his way to the bar counter and sat in one of the stools. Kurogiri stood there with a glass in hand, preparing a drink for Shigaraki. He sensed there was something troubling the young leader, but didn't wish to pry. He knew if Shigaraki wanted him to know what was on his mind, he would tell him.

Over the last three weeks Kurogiri had gotten to know Midoriya a little better. Whilst Shigaraki had focused on the hand to hand style of Midoriya's training, Kurogiri had helped him with handling and using a knife effectively. He had trained him to throw knives at a great speed to the point where you couldn't even see it until the target of the throw had been hit. But he knew Midoriya wouldn't be too much use in a fight against heroes. And Shigaraki had known this as well which is why he asked the Master if he could give young Midoriya a quirk.

He handed Shigaraki his drink a moment later and began cleaning another glass. A few minutes passed before Shigaraki stood and left the bar without a word, closing the door behind him before making his way up the stairs and into his bedroom. Kurogiri sighed and went back to cleaning up the bar.

A short while passed when there were footsteps on the stairs. Kurogiri paid no mind to it, thinking it was just Shigaraki going to the bathroom, but then the door to lead into the bar opened and in popped a certain green haired villain in training. He yawned as he stepped into the bar, and sat down at the counter on the same stool that Shigaraki had been on not even twenty minutes before.

A few more minutes passed before either of them said anything, Kurogiri being the one to break the silence. "Is there something I can help you with Midoriya? Any particular reason you are out of bed at two thirty in the morning?"

Midoriya's face went slightly red at the second question. He was a bit embarrassed that he was about to ask Kurogiri for this at that particular time in the morning. "Um, can I go out for a walk, Kurogiri? I can't sleep and I wanted to make sure that Shigaraki went to bed first before I came down here. I've been stuck in here with no fresh air for weeks and I want to go outside."

"I don't know why you want to go for a walk at this time or why you waited for Shigaraki to go to sleep first but I suppose a little midnight stroll won't do too much harm." Kurogiri replied. "As long as it's okay for me to put a tracker on you in case something were to happen to you whilst you were out."

"That's fine." Midoriya told the villain. "I just want to go outside for a while."

"Okay then. Here's a timer" Kurogiri said as he handed a small black sphere to Midoriya. "It has a timer set for three thirty. I want you back before the timer goes off. If you don't get back here before then I'm going to have to assume that something bad has happened and I will come looking for you."

"Okay, Kurogiri. I'll be back before then" Midoriya said as he made his way out off the bar and into the alleyway outside. He took in a deep breath and sighed. He decided that a little walk around the park would do him some good so he made his way out of the grimy alleyway and onto the city streets. Because it was so early in the morning, the streets were almost empty, apart from the odd car that passed by or somebody that had the same idea as him to go for a little early morning stroll.

Midoriya pulled up his hood on the very small chance that one of the rare pedestrians that passed him recognized him as the missing kid that has been gone for weeks. And just as he turned the corner of the street that would lead him to the park's entrance, something caught his eye.

It was a poster. A poster with his face on it that read 'Have you seen this person. If so, contact the number below'

The number below belonged to his mother's house phone. And in that moment, he realized just how much he missed her. And just how worried she might be, having no idea that he was safe and sound with the villains. At first he thought about phoning the number and telling her that everything was going to be fine. That he was alive and well and she didn't have to worry. But he knew he couldn't. So with a heavy heart and a loud sigh, he wiped the tears he wasn't even aware that he had shed and continued towards the park.

Upon reaching the park, he was suddenly aware how peaceful it was at night. There were no birds chirping, kids running around, or adults chatting. Sure, there were night animals like badgers and foxes, but they left him alone, and vice versa. Midoriya had been walking for about five minutes when he came across a bench near the center of the park. This wasn't just any old bench though, this was the bench him and his mother used to eat ice cream on during their visits to the park.

He sat on the bench and closed his eyes for a few moments before movement beside him startled him and he jumped up, yelping. He looked up and saw a boy, who looked around his age, standing there. He looked odd, his entire body seemed to be split in half, red and white. He had a scar over the left side of his face. This strange boy never took his eyes off of Midoriya.

By this point, Midoriya was feeling slightly intimidated by this boy, but also intrigued. He kept a hand enclosed on a knife in his pocket, just in case the boy decided to attack him. The boy was still staring intently at him, as if trying to figure something out. Then, he broke the silence with his first words to Midoriya. "I know who you are."

Well, I'm back. I decided to revive the story and try my best to continue it. Hopefully, I can be consistent with my uploads but there are no guarantees. I hope you are all enjoying this story and are happy that it is back up again.

Next time: A Talk of Ice and Fire

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