A/N Thanks for your reviews and support.

PEJP BengtZone V2: thanks for your review, my friend. He will certainly try. Ki pellets can't be shared between person to person. They are specially formulated for the person they are given to. Good Samaritan law it seems was taken away with the laws on quirk use. Case and point would be Gentle.

dogman999: thanks for your review, my friend. Just have to wait and see.

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Won-Jae's POV

As soon as they arrived a stretcher and four medics were waiting for him. Immediately he placed the green-haired boy onto the stretcher. The wounds across his body were still bleeding but not nearly as bad as before.

The hero followed him out but was held up by the phoenix princess. She was obviously afraid for the one she chose as her defender. Not that he blamed her this kid was a hot mess by the end of that fight. They would be working through the night to save his life.

They rode the elevator up into the main part of the building. The basement was the carports. While the first and second floor was used for meetings and dormitories. Fourth through sixth was the main school and hospital. The top floor was his office and private rooms.

They went to the sixth floor which was the emergency Murim treatment area. Occasionally the fourth floor would treat heroes or regular civilians. It was a case by case basis and had to be something special if they did. Other than those few cases they most treated Murim and did research.

No doubt his people would be spreading rumors on who this new person might be. He didnt have any identifying markers of what clan he belonged to, at least from a distance. Those closest to him could see the phoenix medallion was obvious.

The ding of the elevator pulled him from his thoughts. They rushed the boy straight to the surgery room. Only Heo strayed behind so that he could the hero and the girl from following.

He ordered calmly but firmly, "You both will need to stay here. Let us do our jobs and save him."

The hero pulled the girl towards the waiting room. Dark eyes told him that he had better save the child. Good at least he didnt think of himself above protecting someone of the Murim.

With that, he entered the surgery room. It took four hours to seal and heal most of the wounds. A few of his men had minor healing quirks which allowed for more to be healed at one time. What couldn't be healed was stitched or reset the bone. The trickiest thing to heal was the lung but they pulled it off.

Heo after changing his lab coat went to give the good news to the girl and the hero. The princess was curled up next to the hero. For his part, the hero didnt look uncomfortable. Almost as if he was used to it. Though being a hero maybe he was. He thought it was a strange profession but it was none of his business.

As he approached the hero stiffened showing that he was still awake. Heo smiled as he said, "The young man will be just fine. He is in recovery now and should wake up early tomorrow. I'll have rooms prepared for you both. Unless you have somewhere to be?"

The hero looked down at the girl who was curled up by his side. He nodded at Heo as he stood. Beside him, the girl sat up rubbing at her eyes tiredly. From there he helped her to her feet and followed Heo. There was a moment where he barked orders to his subordinates. Then the duo followed them to what would be their rooms for the rest of the night.

Heo went to his own room to rest from the day. It was a long day and tomorrow would be even longer. What he saw in the surgery room sent shivers of pure fear went down his spine. Two disciple marks the Tiger and the Dragon across his back.

Everyone knew the sign of the Dragon. It was part of the nine different Dragon Schools. The spines of the mark represented the nine schools and seats. To receive the seats of the dragon were only given out in Shinmujengpe an inter-school competition across Murim. The last competition was 10 years ago.

Being apart of the One Moon School he wasn't required to participate. He had gone to watch just as many disciples would. It was the best way to gauge other schools were the competitions. What he had seen was against all the laws of Murim.

A young man no more than 18 wasn't from any known family or clan. He had done what was considered impossible. Most disciples would claim 3 seats for themselves. Before this fight, Kang Sung was the last to gain more than one title. He became the Sammoonryong otherwise known as the Three Arts Dragon. What this unknown young man had done was claim all nine seats and became Goomoonryong. A name that would later become infamous throughout the Murim World.

The tiger tattoo was not as well known to him. Heo was a traditionalist like his master before him. Many of the elemental ki masters were part of the Reunion. Reunion believed that the techniques belonged to Murim as a whole. That in itself could cause a war between the two factions. The Reunion was protected by the Five Heavenly Paths Masters. Which would make the war fairly one-sided.

The Traditionalists had the Guardians. Guardians had not been seen as a group in generations. There were rumors about a Guardian here and there. No one really knew the signs of a Guardian. That and there members of Murim hunted the Guardians. They were taught as children that Guardians went insane when coming into their full powers known as the activation. What caused the activation was unknown. The unknown was what caused the fear.

When Heo was in surgery with the boy he turned the other's wrist over to find a tattoo. A wolf tattoo which he had the feeling that this would be the missing Guardians. This kid could be a guardian but explanations would have to wait until morning.

Izuku's POV

Coming to was painful and he wanted to go back into unconsciousness. It would make him feel better to let his body heal without him being aware. At least until he remembered why he was in so much pain. Shit had they been captured?!

He sat up disregarding his screaming his ribs. Around him was a hospital room and he was hooked up to several monitors. To his right, however, was a sleeping black-haired man who had a scruffy appearance. This was definitely not a member of the Murim. Most of the Murim world cared about their appearance. They wouldn't allow this. So who was this?

He was surprised when the man's head shot up. Onyx eyes clashed against green. For a moment they just stared at each other.

The man greeted finally, "Morning."

Green eyes narrowed as he returned, "Good morning. Where am I? Where is Sesol?"

The man replied with a knowing look, "She is fine. Just in another room sleeping. She is exhausted after the events from last night."

Izuku nodded his understanding. Their adventure yesterday as a whole was exhausting for her. She normally stayed inside due to her condition. It was only at his insistence that they went to the beach.

After a moment the man pulled out an id card as he said, "I am the Pro Hero Eraserhead and I was sent by Nezu the principal of UA. He could see what you were doing from school."

Izuku stiffened in surprise. He knew exactly who Eraserhead was. Not many people would recognize the name without seeing the hero id card. His scruffy appearance would make people think it was fake. With his knowledge of heroes, Izuku knew the truth.

Eraserhead was a Pro Hero with the quirk known as Erasure. Erasure required line of sight on the target and could disrupt quirks of the person that the hero looked at. There were a few exceptions such as mutation quirks but it would be handy in battle. The tiredness of the man's bloodshot eyes told of the downsides of quirk.

Izuku held out his hand as he said, "Izuku Midoriya nice to meet you. What does the principal of UA want with me?"

Eraserhead pulled out a folder from his sweatshirt as he said, "This. What do you know of how UA chooses its recommendation students?"

Izuku took the file as he replied, "You have to be chosen by a current pro hero. The recommendation exam is two weeks before the regular exam. Why?"

A wave towards the file. He opened the file with a frown. The first page had written on it, Teacher's Recommendation. Wha... oh. They were interested in making him a recommendation student. That would be interesting. It would save him from having to take the regular exam. The only problem was would he have enough control over One for All to pass the exam?

Eraserhead began drawing him from his thoughts, "Teacher Recommendation students are different from our regular ones. While you do take the exam with the others you are guaranteed a spot. The teacher's recommendation is the fifth and unknown spot. So far we have only done this three times in the past. You see normally there are a few extra spots in our heroics class to allow for general studies students. If general studies do well in the Sport's Festival they can become heroics. They are usually the ones we give them our recommendation but they still have to earn their spot. So if you agree to take this spot you will still have to prove yourself but you will have whichever teacher who sponsors you in your corner."

Sponsor huh? He flipped through the pages to find the sponsor page. It was empty just as his own name was empty. So he could choose who his mentor was. His hand began to tap on the file to the unknown tune in his head.

All Might had been his mentor for the last few months building up his body and learning about One For All. Still as nice as the man was he wasn't much of a teacher. All things considered, he should find someone else to be his sponsor.

Izuku didnt know who all taught at UA currently. The only ones he knew were Nezu and Eraserhead. His own fighting style was closer to Eraserhead. On the other hand, his use was said to be closer to Nezu's. Mostly his analysis of heroes and their quirks.

Izuku questioned carefully, "Who is being put up to be my sponsor? Why me?"

Eraserhead pinched the bridge of his nose as he said, "Myself and Nezu are both offering to sponsor you. Though we do not have the name or your quirk or your capabilities. The main reason I'm here is because of that mark on your wrist."

Izuku's eyes went cold at that. They just wanted him because he was a Guardian's chosen child. Great. He should have known that once again they didnt care about him.

"Stop that," came the sharp order, and Izuku's head shot up to stare at the man, "It's not just because you are a Guardian. Nezu has been wanting to bridge the Murim and Hero population for years. There has never been a good time or opportunity, however. You though can be this opportunity. As a dual disciple and a Guardian."

So they shared a common goal. What if he spent the two heroes? It would allow him to get a feel for both of them. Rather than just one at a time. It would only work if they agree to it.

Izuku questioned after a moment, "I know very little about each of you. It would be better for us to spend time together to test our compatibility first."

Eraserhead gave a nod and the door opened. The man who had been watching his fight entered. One question answered. One to go.