Hello again everyone! Welcome back to the story! Before I tell you guys some stuff, I gotta say dis again. Ahem. I do not own Genshin Impact or My Hero Academia. They belong to people who are successful in life.

I looked up festivals in Genshin Impact, so I figured, if the players can enjoy them, why not the NPCs as well?

I also made a mistake. I first called Bakugo "Bakugou." While this may be correct, Imma call 'em Bakugo, cause I like it more.

I also need to play Genshin Impact more. I want to add more characters to the story, and maybe even add a few new members to Izuku's party! Although I don't plan on removing her, I can only imagine how far an egotistical archer-

"Watch it."

Ahem. Sorry Amber. What I meant to say was...

THIS IS THE TRUE POWER OF EMPEROR CRIMSON!

...Gotcha ;)...

THE STORY! :D

"Nice!"= Talking

"Nice!"= Thinking/ Emphasizing a Word/ Flashback

"NICE!"=Shouting

"Nice."= Whispering

A Heroic Impact: Chapter 15

"Hey you! Yeah, you kid! Get out of our wa-"

"Move it."

"Eep!"

Hitoshi Shinso scowled as the two rude bystanders quickly scurried out of his way, frightened due to the purple-haired boy's expression. One of them, in their haste, slammed into the wall in the tight hallway they were in and let out a groan of pain.

The boy had been listening in on conversations against his former opponent, Izuku Midoryia, the teen who was one of the first people in his life to look at him with pride and amazement. Shinso had not seen the rest of the matches, he was too busy trying to figure out what had exactly happened to Midoryia. He had gathered enough information to find out that All Might and Eraserhead had caught the man that had gotten rid of Izuku, but he had heard his name mentioned in the story. How did he relate to Midoryia's disappearance? If he were the reason of his disappearance, could he also make him reappear?

Shinso's scowl deepened as he walked out onto the field for the award ceremony. He and the other students who had lost were required to go onto the field and congratulate the winners. While he had nothing against the winner, Shouto Todoroki, he would not congratulate the runner-up. Even in the faraway hallway he was in, he had heard Bakugo's speech, about how he and he alone would succeed. That went against everything Izuku had shown him! If he kept working with that mindset, then nothing good would come of it.

As Shinso trudged his way towards his position on the field, Todoroki stood on the first place stool emotionlessly, despite a certain blonde-haired boy growling next to him. Todoroki then allowed a small smile to cross his face as he heard the crowd's cheers.

"What an amazing quirk! I gotta recruit that first place kid!"

"Good job first place man! You're only going up from here!"

"Isn't he Endeavor's son? No wonder!"

The dual-haired boy's small smile got wider at the praise, disregarding the comment concerning his father. He had won with his power. Katsuki had unwillingly and unknowingly saved his stoic opponent. Speaking of which...

Said boy was now screaming and yelling, tied to a post with a furious expression on his face. After the match had ended, it had been quiet strange in a way, Bakugo had been oddly silent in the locker rooms after Todoroki's victory. When Todoroki had passed him, they had made eye contact. Within his orbs, there was anger, bitterness, and a bit, just a little bit, of respect. Respect for the opponent that had beaten him, fair and square. Todoroki thought that this loss might have changed him. But in the end, Bakugo was still Bakugo, and his loss hit him full-force when walking out to the second-place stand. He couldn't process that someone could have a better quirk than he did. Which also explained why he was now attempting to use said quirk to free himself while spewing curse words and unintelligible shouts.

"What a vulgar creature." remarked Class 1B's Ibara Shiozaki, who looked on at the screaming boy with disgust.

"Not my choice of words, but you're not wrong." Kendo agreed. "He's embarrassing himself along with the rest of us! You'd think at his age, he'd know how to take a loss."

"I CAN HEAR YOU ORANGE!" The explosive boy screamed back, pulling at the chains with all of his might to try and get at the martial artist.

"IF YOU HEAR HER, THEN TAKE HER ADVICE!" yelled back Denki Kaminari from within the crowd.

"SHUT THE HELL UP PIKACHU!" roared Bakugo before a muffler was put on him by Aizawa.

"Shut up. The award ceremony is starting soon, and we're very busy." He said, turning around.

If looks could kill, Eraserhead would've ceased to exist right then and there. Before Bakugou could struggle more, Midnight strode onto the field with a microphone in her hand. She smiled and turned to the crowd, her voice echoing throughout the stadium.

"Ladies and gentlemen! These are our three winners! Let's give them all a round of applause, along with the rest of our competitors!"

The crowd cheered,whistled, and shouted encouragement at contestants. From within the crowd, Endeavor could be seen looking down at his son, who still had a small smile on his face. A smirk graced Endeavor's features as he nodded to his son, and walked out of the stadium, many smaller people jumping out of his way.

"But, before we give medals and words of congratulations, I would like to bring this up."

Both the crowd and students looked confused at the female pro-hero except for Bakugo, who was still trying to break free of his chains. In a nearby room, Aizawa and Toshinori looked down at the crowd and competitors with impassive expressions, despite the intense interrogation the police were giving the portal man next door, which both could mostly hear due to the man's flamboyant manner and loud tone of voice.

"Class 1A's Izuku Midoryia has been disqualified. He was not caught cheating or anything of that caliber. While it is hard to say, I must be the one to break the ice. He was kidnapped."

The crows gasped and immediately began to whisper among themselves, while the rest of the classes on the field began to also talk amongst themselves, with Class 1A being the exception. The class of 1A looked around in confusion, this wasn't what was told to them. Even Bakugo stopped trying to break free for a few seconds to look at the M-rated pro-hero like she had grown another head, who in turn was looking grim.

Only two boys in the whole stadium figured it out.

"I see." Shinso thought to himself while staring at Midnight, looking more alert than usual, unnerving some of the kids standing around him. "If they told the crowd of Izuku's true status, they might think we were crazy. On top of that, we can't let villains know of this man who can make people disappear and reappear."

Todoroki looked on at Midnight as did the rest of the stadium.

"A cover story. Smart, but how many people will actually buy it? If I were to bet, some villains have already seen through this lie. Guess I'll have to up my training to make sure they don't pull anything. And now, with my fire..."

The dual-haired boy had regained his tiny smile, thinking of how long he could use his quirk without problems now that he knew it was his own. He was so caught up in his own thoughts that he almost missed what Midnight said next.

"Do not worry everyone. We already have a countless amount of heroes working to find him. He'll be back to us in no time!"

This seemed to ease the crowd, as they became quieter, but there was still a few whispers flying around the stadium. Midnight coughed to catch everyone's attention, and then smiled.

"He will be fine, us teachers and staff of U.A. will make sure of it. And now, the winners!"

Journal Entry #08

The mission went very well, almost flawlessly. The two potential recruits did good jobs, although our main interest did much better than the other one. We will be arriving at the city shortly, and give our reports to the grandmaster. After that, I will accompany our main interest to the Windblume festival, in order to gather information for the Knights and for that reason solely. When we are done with that, perha-

"Amber, what are you muttering about?"

The Outrider jumped up from her writings to look up to Izuku, who was looking at her from where he was sitting, roasting something over a fire they had made. It smelled delicious, and Izuku was using one hand to turn the what appeared to be animal, while the other hand held back a wild Paimon, who was trying to reach the cooking meat, much to Izuku's displeasure.

"Y-Yeah. I'm fine. I was just writing something in my notebook." Amber said as she put her notebook in her bag and shifted her body so that she was lying on the log near the crackling fire.

It had been almost one day since they had left the temple near Falcon's Coast, and the brown-haired archer had left the temple with more questions than answers. Who had built such old structures? Could they access it again, or give the rest of the Knights of Favonius access to it? And what exactly had Izuku seen in that crystal? Did it have to do with his strange bonebreaking ability? All of these were questions that she required answers to, but she only had access to one of the questions' answers.

There was also the matter of the Stormterror, which had been the main reason behind their journey. She had yet to receive a message from Jean, despite them being closer to the town. Since the sun was still shining brightly from where they sat under tree, she figured that Kaeya and Lisa had already reached their locations, and had already reported back to the grandmaster.

Since that was out of the way, she could finally figure out how she could get answers out of the green-haired boy. What she was going to ask fi-

"IZUKU! WHY ISN'T THE MEAT DONE YET?!"

A small, impatient voice interrupted these thoughts as Paimon had grabbed a nearby stick and was trying to poke the roasting meat off its spit, Izuku groaned as he grabbed the other half of the stick and bent it the wrong way, causing the branch to snap.

"Paimon," Izuku began, his voice trying to remain calm and polite although Amber could hear how much he was forcing it. "You have to wait another minute, or you'll get sick if you eat it. How can you fulfill your knight duties if you're sick?"

Izuku knew he had convinced her the moment the words have left his mouth. Paimon had stopped trying to get past Izuku to the meat and sat down on the log next to Amber.

"Are you hungry?" Amber decided to taunt the white-haired girl, whos stomach growled as she glared at the archer. "The Knights of Favonius work no matter the conditions! If your hunger causes weakness, then maybe you shouldn't be-"

*Grggggg*

Paimon blinked as Amber was stuck with her mouth open, with no words coming out. Her face began to slowly redden as Paimon snorted. Paimon seemed to be trying to stifle her laughter. Amber huffed, her face as red as her bow on her head.

"W-Well it's been a much longer time since I've eaten! I barely ate anything while yo-"

*Grggggg*

Amber's face flushed even more as Paimon's serious demeanor broke down into nothingness as she broke into laughter. Izuku snorted as well, but was able to disguise it with a well-timed cough.

Amber's mouth moved, but no sound came out. She then looked at Izuku pleadingly, who had just begun to take the meat off its revolving spit. Izuku then looked over to the hungry women. He ripped off two of the juicy pieces and gave them to both girls. Paimon pounced on hers as she began to rip it apart like a feral animal. Amber looked at her steaming chunk of animal she suddenly looked at both Izuku and Paimon.

"What we do here, we say to no one. Understand?" Amber looked very serious, causing Izuku and Paimon to nod, thinking she was about to tell them a very important piece of information. Amber then took a deep breath.

And began to eat the meat in the most unladylike manner Izuku had ever seen.

It was so messy and bad that even Paimon paused from her meat to look up at Amber in awe. Small pieces of meat flew in every direction, along with little droplets of meat juice. Amber's teeth ripped into the meat, chewing with her mouth open as she gazed around the forest. Izuku looked at her in slight disgust and was quite taken aback. Not wanting to seem like he was staring, he began to dig into his own meal.

By the time the meal had ended, it looked as though a pack of wolves had rampaged through their eating zone. With the combined force of Paimon and Amber, the eating space seemed to resemble a war zone. Chunks of meat lay across the camp as if they were fallen leaves. Izuku bit his tongue as he poured Amber's canteen of water onto the fire, not voicing the internal disgust that he felt. He nodded at the slightly red Amber and Paimon, who was wiping her mouth on her sleeve. They both then got up and followed Izuku, back onto the path that led back to Mondstadt.

The trip seemed to take much less time than the first trip as the trio marched onwards. The cool noon air blew around them as they continued their trip, the sun shining brightly though the clouds that littered the sky. As they continued on, they eventually saw the city.

"We're getting close now!" Amber exclaimed happily as Paimon poked a nearby bug with a stick.

The group continued onward as the tiny city grew closer and bigger, until they had reached the gates. As they approached the gate, a woman was cooking something delicious, with a boy sitting nearby, helping herself to some of her cooking.

"Ah! Amber! Good to see you again!" The woman greeted as Amber waved. The woman opened her pot, and began to stir it, after grabbing a nearby ladle.

"I know you must be busy, but you must help yourself to my cooking sometime! I'll be opening a stand at the festival, so make sure to stop by!" Amber gave her the thumbs-up as she continued on, but Izuku was busy staring at the boy who was eating some of the lady's cooking.

The brown-haired boy seemed unhappy, despite eating the delicious cooking. He seemed to emit an aura that radiated sorrow, as if it was all he had known in his whole life. The lady seemed to notice Izuku's staring, as she made her way over to the green-haired boy.

"His name is Timmie." The lady whispered to Izuku and Paimon. "You must be foreigners, so I'll enlighten you. He's quite the depressed boy, but I'm taking him to the Windblume Festival to hopefully raise his spirits."

Timmie said nothing as he helped himself to another serving. Izuku's feelings kicked in. He had been in the boys place at one time, depressed and sorrowful. If he was able to come out of his depressed shell, then the boy most certainly could as well.

Paimon tugged his shoulder. He looked over at the girl and understood the message she was trying to send. She knew he could help the boy, but now was not the time. They had a mission to report.

After biding them a quick farewell, Izuku and Paimon ran to catch up to Amber as they made their way through the gates of the city. They had returned from the mission successfully.

Amber turned to the duo. "Okay! I need to go report these findings to Jean. So until then, do whatever you two want. Just don't get lost, as hard for you two as that might be without me. Later!"

Paimon scowled as Amber skipped away, her red bow on her head bouncing every time her feet made contact with the ground. Paimon looked back over to Izuku, quickly getting rid of her scowl.

"Paimon knows what we can do to pass time! Let's go clothes shopping!"

Izuku blinked before looking down at his sweaty U.A. uniform. It had never gotten dirty. Strange. He had been living in the forest for almost a week before he found Paimon, and yet his uniform was still quite clean, although it was starting to smell.

How odd.

Right as Izuku nodded, a squeaky voice came form behind them. "WOW! You two must be the new recruits! Who would've thought that I would run directly into you?!"

Izuku turned around, but Paimon had not done so yet, still floating forward, unaware of the person. He turned to the newcomer, but was surprised to see no one there. He turned his head right and left, but still couldn't see anyone.

"Down here!" Came the little voice.

Izuku looked down to see a little girl, about Paimon's size, staring up at him with wondering eyes. She had pale skin along with pale blonde hair that was tied in pigtails. She wore a dark red coat with keyhole shapes in the hem over a white dress and shorts, with a fluffy scarf, gloves, knee socks, boots, and a brown messenger bag. A strange animal plush hung from her bag, but the strangest thing about her attire was the red, large newsboy cap that featured a clover insignia. She looked up at Izuku, her red eyes gleaming in the sunlight.

"I heard you two were at the temple! You must be the ones who restored the sun to Mondstadt! Nice to meet you!"

She then reached her tiny little hand up at began to shake Izuku's hand at an accelerated pace.

"You're probably wondering who I am!" The tiny girl grinned as she attempted a pose. "I am the Spark Knight of the Knights of Favonius! I am the most powerful woman in the world! So dangerous and threatening to our enemies, that Jean herself as sent me to solidarity!"

Izuku was now feeling very uncomfortable with someone who had been to jail shouting in his face.

"The master of magic! The strongest of the strong! THE ONE, THE ONLY, K-"

"Izuku? What's taking you so long?"

Izuku turned, thankful for Paimon coming to his aid. Paimon floated up to him and huffed at the girl. "Paimon doesn't know who you are, bu-"

Paimon suddenly blinked looking the girl up and down, analyzing her. The white-haired girl's eyes widened. "K-Klee?"

The girl, whose name was now apparently Klee, looked up at Paimon with pride. "So, you too have heard of my explosive lega-"

Klee suddenly looked shocked looking up at the snow-color haired girl, who in turn was looking just as surprised.

"P-PAIMON?!"

THERE! I'm DONE! Finally!

I always say this, but I need a break lol. I have a HUGE-ass essay to write. Also, no Klee ships. That's weird and creepy. And I am neither.

I went WAY above my normal word count, but I'm glad ya'll are liking the story!

Thanks for reading! Don't forget to-

Oh this again? Fine.

Will Amber find the truth about Izuku?

How will Izuku help Timmie?

Will Izuku and Paimon join the Knights of Favonius?

And how do these girls know each other?

Find out next time on A Heroic Impact!