"Jeez, why are you even trying? You were serious about being a hero?"
"This damn Deku? You're just a pebble in my way of greatness! Now be like a pebble and stay on the ground!"
"You're nothing but useless! Just stop bothering and stop wasting space."
"Know your place!"
Hearing the voices, Izuku was jolted awake when he sparks of explosions, breaking in a cold sweat until he noticed that his body is glued to the ground. Finding himself sprawled on the ground and covered in burns and scratches, Izuku looked up at the sky before he tried to move which ended in failure.
'Where am I?'
He tasted the blood in his mouth as he tried looking around the place, each movement of his body causing him to hiss from the burning sensation of his wounds. 'Is this the playground near the doctor's office?'
"Why are you opposing me, huh?! You're just a useless damn Deku?" A silhouette stood before Izuku, his hands sparking with explosions as he approached the ravenette. Hearing the voice, Izuku's body was shaking, his heart pounding loudly as he started to have problems breathing.
'N-no. No...not him...'
"Uh-ah…" Izuku could barely speak as fear gripped his body, tears swelling from his eyes as he noticed more people coming towards him. As the silhouettes approached him, the white of their teeth showing in their devilish grins and smiles as they prepared their quirks. 'Not this again.'
"Deku, you will always be useless!" Was the last thing he heard as the silhouettes lunged at him and attacked him.
"AHH!"
Izuku jolted awake, his breathing ragged as he felt sweat dripping from his face. He got up, feeling dizzy as he tried to look around the place. 'The hospital?'
"Ugh…what a dream…" Izuku said before he felt an intense headache which made him massage his temple, feeling his left arm in pain as well. When he turned to his arm, his eyes widened when he saw it in a cast. "What the? What happened-huh?"
He then remembered what happened, his body broke in a sweat before he hopped out of the bed in pure panic. "Mom, Dad, Yu!"
As he hurriedly reached the door, the door suddenly opened, smacking him in the face.
"Ow, damn it!" He held his nose before he saw a nurse entered the room. Immediately ignoring his aching face, Izuku ran up to her and then mumbled loudly out of concern. "Hello there. Excuse me. Where am I? Do you know if my parents are here? Are they ok? Are the old guy and the people from the store plaza saved?"
"It's ok, Izuku Midoriya. You're in the Musutafu hospital. Your parents are here and they're ok. The other people who have suffered from the incident are recovering well and some have been discharged." The nurse smiled before she moved to the side and gestured him to the room which was next to his, the teen seeing his parents. "Mom! Dad!"
Turning to their son, Inko and Hisashi ran and embraced Izuku, the mother and son crying while the father watched with his daughter hopping from his hands and onto Izuku.
"Yu…I'm so glad that you're all safe…" Izuku smiled, a few tears coming out of his eyes before his father directed him to his bed. "C'mon, Izuku. We got a few injuries but you need to rest, Izuku. You took a pretty nasty bruise to your head and your arm's busted up from that incident."
"Yeah. What about everyone else? It wa-" Izuku was cut off when his father put a hand on his shoulder with a confident smile on his face. "They're ok, Izuku. They wanted to thank you but you were asleep for a few days so they had no choice but to leave. They did leave letters though. Heck, you are even on TV, 'hero'. Oh! here."
His father gave him a couple of envelopes which Izuku took, the teen some of them having colorful logos on them. Frozen in shock and confusion, he looked at his father who gave him a thumbs up before his mother held his face before she held up his arm. "They're all safe and it's thanks to you, dear but please..."
Izuku cocked his head to the side before the woman's eyes started watering. "Be careful next time! Your arm was badly injured! I thought you were gonna die!"
Letting out a sigh of relief at his mother's crying, the teen looked at his arm before he felt another headache which made him have to massage his temples, the nurse giving him a glass of water for it. "Ow! Jeez…my head has been aching me since I woke up."
"Well, did anything happen to you during the incident, Izuku?" Inko asked with a worried face while drying her tears and holding her son's hand. This caused Izuku raise a brow in confusion. "Uhh…no. Apart from my arm being like this and this intense headache, I haven't changed that much."
"Are you sure about that, kid? Looks like you took more from Inko now." Hisashi picked up a mirror and show it to him. Looking into the mirror, Izuku's eyes widened like saucers when he touched his hair which is no longer black but a dark green color. "W-what happened to my hair? I don't remember bleaching or dyeing my hair. Why is it green?"
"It was like that when we got you out of the rubble. We thought some dye fell on you during the fall but after making some checks, we have deducted that this is your hair's natural color. It won't change no matter how much options we have tried." A bald, bespectacled doctor entered the room, holding a dark green hair strand between his fingers before he gave it to the teen. "It has not changed even when removed. It's possible that it could be a change to the hair in later ages."
"S-seriously?" Izuku and Inko said in unison, the woman slightly worried before their baby daughter grabbed and played with the teenager's hair as she climbed unto her brother's head. "But why now? How is that even possible? Dad, did you or Mom have something like that happened to you?"
"Not at all. I don't remember anyone on my side like that. Although I don't remember much from my family tree. I'll check." Inko scratched her head.
"Same on my side. That's why it's weird. No one on the Midoriya family tree had experienced this phenomenon. Doctor Garaki, are you sure it's not related to a quirk factor? It's possible that Izuku's quirk has awakened. Have you tried to run a test on him?" Hisashi folded his arms, the doctor looked at him with a calm smile. "There is no need. When it comes to his body composition and skeletal system, it is a clear indicator. Also, there seems to be no sign of quirk activity in his body or a quirk factor."
Hearing this, Izuku looked down to the ground, his hopes fell which did not go unnoticed by his father. "How long until he can leave the hospital? I don't want him to miss too much of school."
"He can be discharged today. He will also need a shot for the condition of his hair." The nurse walked up to Izuku with a stethoscope. "After we run a few more checks on him, he'll be free to go. We will need for him to visit again to get some more checks and make sure that he is fully ok."
"Alright, we'll wait. Izuku, there is a bag on the ground with a fresh change of clothes." Inko said, picking up Yumemi who was thrashing to go back to Izuku as they left the room. "We'll be waiting for you, Izuku."
"Yes Mom!" The teen nodded. After a few tests and inspections on his injuries, he was left into the room alone, closing his eyes as he took in the silence of the hospital room. Seeing the change of clothes on his bed from his parents, he changed into them before he heard voices outside of the door.
"Is that the room for that quirkless kid?"
"Yeah. I don't know why the old doctor wanted him here but I'm glad that he's leaving today. And his hair...it changed. It's just...ugh. The doctor wants to have one last check but I think it's a waste of resources." He heard the nurse from earlier at the other side of the door, the toxicity dripping from her tongue.
"I'm going to have to clean my hands. Quirkless scum should just die! They're cursed defects!"
Hearing their hurtful comments, Izuku's expression dampened as he continued putting on his clothes as quickly as possible. 'I'm not even surprised anymore. At least everyone is safe and that's all that matters. But why does Doctor Garaki want me anyway?'
The eldest child of the Midoriyas left the hospital room in a hurry, a smile on his face after he went outside and felt the breeze hitting his face. He then stretched his legs before he reached the building where the reception desk is, seeing his parents there with his sister who tried to waddle towards him. "Nice job, Yu. Did you miss me?"
"Yesh, Uku! Da!" Yumemi hugged her brother's leg, Izuku lifting her up with his good arm as he went towards his parents.
"Why don't you guys play outside? It's gonna take a bit to get through the procedures." Inko explained, Izuku nodded as Yumemi played with his hair. "Sorry, Mom."
"It's not your fault, Izuku. Accidents happen. The good thing is you're safe." The mother smiled, ruffling Izuku's hair before he noticed something. 'I guess I need a haircut.'
After a while of Hisashi having to go through a long and boring procedure that nearly made him fall asleep, they all left the hospital in Hisashi's car and decided to go to a restaurant and do takeout. During their ride, Izuku felt his hair going over his eyes, the teen still surprised about it changing color until he noticed that the hair is long enough to go past his shoulder as he looked in the mirror.
"Hey, Mom. Can I get a haircut?" He turned to his mother, Inko having a huge smile while his father looked at him with a raised brow. "What's wrong with your hair? You have the classic Midoriya charm that has been proudly passed down from our old generation. How did you think I got married to your mother?"
"I'm not asking to be bald. I just want it to be a little shorter." Izuku shrugged, unaware of the victory pose that his mother made and the slumped expression of his father. Hisashi was about to speak but he was stopped when Inko grabbed his head and turned him to face the road with little effort, much to her children's surprise. "Sashi…please keep your eyes on the road. We're going to the hair salon~"
"But Izuku's hair isn't that b-" He was interrupted when his wife gave him a slightly annoyed look before she crossed her arms. "Our son looks like a hobo with that hair. Plus, it's bad enough that Izuku got your bad habit of wearing those dumb joke shirts. At least he will now look presentable after getting the haircut."
She then nudged at Hisashi with a smile as she whispered. "Plus, don't be a sore loser, honey. I won."
"Pfft. Killjoy. Plus, you like those shirts." The raven-haired man spoke under his breath, his wife kissed him on the cheek as they made their way to the hair salon. As they arrived to their destination, Izuku stepped out of the car as he looked at the place, a conflicted expression on his face as he felt nervousness welling up in his stomach.
'Keep my head high. Don't give up. It's just cutting your hair.' He mentally encouraged himself. Stepping foot in the place, the teen felt comfortable at the serene and quiet atmosphere of the place except for the sound of hair equipment whirring as background noise. Sitting down on one of the benches, Izuku looked around and observed the people in the store who are using their quirks with great curiosity before he started letting out quick mumbles which surprised everyone around him.
"Izuku, you're mumbling." Hisashi said absentmindedly, knocking his son out of his daze before his father pointed at the man in front of him. "It's now your turn. Make sure you pick the most comfortable one, ok?"
Nodding, Izuku got up and sat in front of his barber who was a blonde man who can turn his fingernails into blades which Izuku found himself intrigued by. "Woah, kid! That's some hair. How do you like it?"
"I-I just want it a little shorter. Especially at my neck please." He said, the man nodded as he started. "Say no more. I got it."
Izuku waited as his hair was being groomed and cut, seeing the hair from his head on the ground, a somber expression plastered on his face.
'I have some time until this year of high school is done. But the question is: what can I do?'
The green-haired teen turned to his family, seeing Yumemi playing with her doll while Inko was teasing a depressed Hisashi who pouted and crossed his arms. Seeing his antics made a smile appear on Izuku's face as he looked outside.
'I can't keep leeching off my family. I want to be something. This can't continue forever.'
He then looked his cast, a somber look on his face before he brushed the wrist section of his cast. He then looked at his other arm, seeing his black wristband.
'I promised to be better for them. But they need to take a test before you're able to do any job. I can't even participate in a baseball tournament. I'm not even able to start a business if I want to due to me being...'
Remembering the nightmare from this morning, he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his chest before he calmed himself as he remembered the incident. Hearing those words, the teen took a deep breath before he closed his eyes.
'I may not know how right now. But I'll think of something. All Might could've put me in jail that day. Not sure why he didn't. I could've been lying to him. I don't deserve...'
"We're finished. How do you like it?"
Izuku was taken out of his thoughts before he looked in the mirror, his hair now shorter but still curly, his green eyes now visible. He was surprised how much a haircut can change his appearance. A small smile came across Izuku's face as he touched his hair before giving the man a thumbs up. "It looks awesome! Thanks!"
Seeing her son's new look, Inko smiled while aggressively taking photos of him which got a blush from her son and a laugh from Hisashi. "Now you look like a lady killer, son…although I think the previous hairstyle was ok…"
"Oh hush, Sashi. Look at our baby! He looks so handsome! I'm gonna send a picture to Mitsu and Nao." The woman said out of elation, much to Izuku's embarrassment as he saw everyone looking at him. "Mom…c'mon, I'm 15. Plus, everyone is looking at us."
He felt a hand on his shoulder, seeing his father shaking his head. "That's just how your mother is. When she's on cloud nine, we're basically background music right now."
"Really? That's just great. At least I get to go home." Izuku put his chin in his hand while Yumemi latched onto his leg. After they paid the barber and exited the store, the Midoriya family decided to go to the restaurant before they made their home. Reaching home, everyone stretched in unison, Yumemi dashing towards the couch while Hisashi and Inko picked up the food and brought it to the kitchen. As Inko went into the kitchen to get some plates, Hisashi checking his phone to see the news about the Musutafu shopping plaza incident. "They're still talking about this."
"You guys weren't wrong?" Izuku mumbled when he saw the news on the phone which made his parents. "Did you think we were lying?"
Izuku looked away which made his father shocked. "Oh c'mon! Have more confidence in yourself! You did great, Izuku! Don't let anything get you down, ok?"
"Alright. It just feels so surreal. I thought it was a dream." The teenager scratched his cheek, getting a poker face from Hisashi. "Your arm is like that and you think it was a dream?"
"C'mon! Let's eat dinner." Inko announced from the kitchen, Hisashi and Yumemi going into the kitchen. After they finished their dinner, Izuku got up and put his dishes in the sink, wanting to wash the dishes but he was stopped by his mother. "Izuku, don't work yourself too much. You need to rest from here."
"Ok." He nodded before he went to his room, seeing the bleakness of the place when he stepped foot in the normal and empty room. "Back to reality again. Feels like forever ago despite it being a few days."
Izuku looked around the place, seeing his notebooks and school bag which made him a bit uncomfortable. He then picked up his job notebook, an exhausted expression on his face. "I hate this. I hate being useless. I can't keep being a burden on Mom and Dad."
Izuku felt a smack on his head, turning to see his father who handed him a glass of juice. "Drink. You're not you when you're thirsty."
The teen nodded before he took it and drank it as Hisashi looked around his room with a curious expression. "Huh? Your room changed? What happened to all your All Might and hero posters?"
Izuku pointed to the closet with his hair covering his eyes. Hisashi noticed the teen's face, crossing his arms as he tried to think of the right words to speak to his son. "Your hair really is different now...are you sure you don't feel any changes? Your body may have changed."
Izuku looked at himself in the mirror before his gaze shifted to the ground. "Dad...you can...you don't have to take care of me anymo-"
"Izuku." Hisashi started, picking up one of Izuku's job notebooks. "I know that you blame yourself for a lot of things...I can't possibly know how you feel but...people can say what they want. They don't know you, Izuku. You are smart, you are strong. You can start anew. You will find a way to make this work. To find your spark, your path in life."
"I'm trying...but..." Hearing this, Izuku's shoulders started to shake as he tried to ball his hands into fists. "And that's good enough. You're making an effort to change again...even if it's a little. That's not something a weak person would do, Izuku."
Hisashi patted him on the head before he went to his closet, seeing a blue poster that was titled 'Hero Workout'. "Remember when you trained your butt off in order to be a hero despite everyone not believing you? Even then, you didn't care. You trained and trained. Day in and day out. And look at you now. You're stronger than me."
The man took his job notebook from his son's hands, skimming through the pages before he handed the book back to him. "Even now, you're trying. You may think you're useless but your actions say otherwise. You made me believe back then that you could do it and there is no difference now. Perseverance itself is a gift."
'I'm not sure, Dad. I...' Izuku thought as he looked at the notebook before he gripped the book with a frustrated expression. 'No...think positively, Izuku. Maybe...'
"Izuku, you have a lot of talents. Maybe you need to try and combine those talents to make something of yourself. Just take your time and make your choice. I'll be rooting for you, Little Might." Izuku felt something else in his hands, seeing the All Might metal bat at the store which made him shocked before he looked at his father who was smiling. "Whatever choice you make and whatever you will become, know that we will always be proud of you."
Gripping the bat, the teen looked at the reflection on the bat before he saw his father bumped him on the chest with a smile. "Keep your head up, Izuku."
"That's right…what your father said is right." The two males turned to see Inko by the doorway, a worried expression. The woman held Izuku's face and caressed his cheeks before she smiled at him, the teen seeing some tears welling from her eyes. "Keep being strong. And know that never in my life have I regretted giving birth to you. My baby, Izuku Midoriya."
"Izuku, you're our son and we are proud to have you into this world." The two people said in unison with smiles on their faces. Looking at his parents, Izuku put on a determined expression on his face as he embraced them, the three staying like that until they heard a snap, running down the stairs to Yumemi who was crying with her broken toy in her hands.
"Oh no. Your toy!" Inko ran to the child, Izuku and Hisashi sharing a laugh before Izuku remembered something. "What happened to the Ryukyu doll? You got the bat so shouldn't you have gotten the doll as well."
"It got destroyed in the incident." Hisashi answered with a disappointed tone. "Plus, all of the dolls got destroyed in the accident. The good news is we're going to get a replacement but it's going to take a while."
Seeing his sister crying, Izuku scratched his head before he had an idea. "I got an idea!"
Izuku returned to his room and went to his closet to see a mountain of notebooks on the floor that were titled 'Heroics: Notes and Tricks' that he glanced at, tracing his fingers along the books. 'How long has it been since I had these stored here? Three years now?'
Remembering the shopping plaza incident weeks ago, Izuku's lips went flat as he crouched down, tracing his fingers against the books before he started dusting off them off. Seeing the words 'Hero Notebook' on the cover, he felt a huge smile on his face as he let out a dry chuckle.
"I guess I haven't gotten rusty with the analytics." His eyes then lowered before he picked up the group of books, seeing a box with an All Might sticker on it. Opening the box, he saw All Might merchandise and products in there, a smile plastered across his face as he went through his stuff. 'This brings back a lot of good memories. I forgot how much of an All Might fanatic back then. He inspired me so much.'
"Oh! Here it is." He found an All Might doll which was surprisingly in pristine condition as he brushed it off. "It's not girly but it's good enough."
As he turned around, Izuku noticed his job notebook on the table, looking at the page with all the marked-out professions before he sighed and threw it in the bin. "Who cares what they think? I'll find a way through this...and also a new notebook because that's full."
"What were you doing out there?"
Within a silent room that was dimly lit were two people, one of them being a raven-haired detective in a trench coat who had his arms crossed while the other was a man whose face has the appearance of a shark who was dressed in an orange jail suit with his arms encased in huge hand cuffs.
"Fuck off! You're not getting shit outta me, you fucking bastard!" The inmate shouted angrily through gritted teeth which made the detective sigh before he leaned back in his chair. The detective sighed as he looked down at the folder in front of him before he closed the file. "Let's start back from the start. Mr. Oniyama, correct?"
"I mean you have the damn file. Just double check it." Oniyama gritted his teeth before he leaned in his chair, the detective noticed his body shaking before he smiled. "My name is Naomasa Tsaukachi. No need to be on edge. We're just trying to get to the bottom of this situation."
"Fuck off bastard!" The man said to the detective who let out a sigh as he changed the topic. "Heroes are a big deal, huh? No matter how strong you are, they always kick your butt despite all the circumstances. Almost like a page out of a comic book. You could be just knocked out and sent into a concussion for stealing a jewellry store."
"You think?! They're such a pain in the ass! If he was not for that big bitch and that wood bastard, I would be rolling in green!" The inmate slammed his hands on the table, grinding his razor-sharp teeth before he balled his arms into fists. "And even though I went through the effort of getting that drug."
Oniyama paused, Naomasa had a serious expression on his face as he leaned forward. "What drug?"
"It's none of your business. You fucking tricked me, you damn bastard!"
"Mr. Oniyama, you need to calm down. It is a possibility that you could get a lowered sentence if you do."
Oniyama kept quiet, completely in deep thought as he mentally contemplated his options. The detective patiently waited as the man in front of him recollected his thoughts before he tried to rub his head. "Ah shit."
"What's it gonna be?" Naomasa asked, his eyes squinted his eyes. The shark man clicked his teeth before he made a frustrated expression. "Alright, I'll tell."
At the outside of the room, two men were watching the interrogation intently, one of them in pure shock as he heard Oniyama starting to provide information on the situation. "How? Even with all the options that we have tried, it wouldn't let him is what he did much different?"
The other smiled as he leaned back in his chair and adjusted his cap. "His quirk allows him to understand and detect the emotions of others. With this and his experience as a detective, this makes him dangerous. That's where he gets his nickname 'Truth Man' from."
After several minutes, they noticed that Naomasa was leaving the room while writing his notebook. Getting out of the room and closing the door, the detective was greeted by one of the officers who escorted him outside.
"Thank you for your time." Noamasa bowed in gratitude to them. As he went out to his car, he looked to the sky to see someone land in front of him, the smoke clearing to show All Might. "I am here."
There was a moment of silence between the two men before the hero spoke in a meek voice. "How did it go?"
"A lot more than expected, Toshinori. The plot thickens." The detective answered as he started the car and begun to drive off. All Might looked at the notebook before his eyes widened in surprise after he read the information on the notebook. "You're kidding. You think that could be possible? A drug that enhances the power of a quirk?"
"Yes. However, it seems that it causes them to lose their mind when the quirk is being enhanced. They basically go berserk." Tsukauchi said as he went past a sign named Miyazaki Prefecture, the blonde man holding his forehead. "A berserker drug? That's worrying."
"Yes but it started to uncover a lot of recent incidents happening with villains going toe to toe with the heroes. Man, this is getting out of hand. One question answered, multiple questions came in place." Naomasa said, the number one hero beside him had a grimace on his face.
"Do you have a recording of a report of the event?" All Might asked, Tsukauchi nodded as he turned on the radio and pressed a button.
"Earlier today, there was an incident at the Musutafu Shopping Plaza. The place was attacked by a gigantic villain that was identified as Dosu Oniyama. He was defeated by Mount Lady, Kamui Woods and some heroes. Have you seen that fight? It was exciting. Some of the victims have made testimonies about being saved and helped by a quirkless teenaged boy by the name of Izuku Midoriya."
Hearing the report from the radio, All Might's eyes widened at hearing the name before a smile came across his face. 'Good job, young man.'
He then took out a piece of paper from his pocket. "Oh yeah. Can I ask for another favor, Naomasa?"
"Ok. What is it exactly?"
"You could just read the paper but oh well. I'm looking for a mafia group in the Musutafu. They've been causing trouble around Musutafu and it seems that there were a group of missing people in the area that looks to be linked with them. It's been a bit difficult to catch them in the act."
"Alright, I'll see what I can do. Why the sudden interest?"
"I tracked them and it led me to here. Also, I made a promise to someone. And they seemed to be having issues with people from that group." Toshinori frowned as he looked ahead, his blue eyes glowing brightly. "And I want to see them prosper in this world. I believe everyone deserves a chance."
Naomasa smiled before it turned to full blown laughter. "All these years and you haven't changed, old friend."
Toshinori crossed his arms with a raised brow before he sighed. "C'mon, give me some credit. I just want a society of peace. For everyone to be able to smile."
"Aye, aye, captain." The two then shared a laugh as they went into the darkness of the night.
"Hmmmhmmm..."
Izuku groggily woke up from his sleep, the teen half-asleep before he felt the sudden urge to use the restroom. "...bathroom..."
He then got up, clumsily making himself out of his bedroom as he made his way to the bathroom. After he finished relieving himself, he accidentally hit his left casted arm on the wall which caused him hiss in pain when he felt the ache course through his arm.
"Ow!" Izuku clutched his arm as he retreated, his body started glowing as veins pulsate around his neck and arm. "Damn it, my arm!"
His head then hit a cupboard which made a huge bottle of soap tip over and fall towards him.
"Huh?" Noticing the item coming towards him, Izuku immediately lifted his right arm over his head and braced for the impact which never came.
"What?" The bottle then fell beside him, much to his confusion as he cocked his head in confusion. "Maybe it's just my imagina..."
Izuku felt extremely dizzy and exhausted as he fell to the ground, his body feeling extremely drained as he struggled to get up from the floor. "...what just happened..."
It took everything in his power for the green-haired teenager to lift himself off the ground and drag himself back to his room after washing his hands.
"I can do...up to 50 push-ups but...my body is having...issues now. That accident may...have hurt me a lot more than I thought. I need to...exercise again." Izuku mumbled to himself until he was happy to see his bed, plopping himself on it before he quickly went to slumber with the last unanswered question on his mind.
'...why am I so tired?'
His head pulsed with pain, making him clutch his head as he tried to scream but nothing would come out. Izuku's body started shaking uncontrollably as he dragged himself out of the bathroom, his energy depleting before he collapsed on the ground.
Hisashi's Quirk: Flame Breath
Hisashi can breathe fire. That's it. He can exhale a stream of flames from his mouth and nose. The inside of his mouth is easily flammable, it can get hotter the longer he inhales and keeps his breath. His body seemingly has a resistance to his fire and he can also eat fire as well but he states that it is unpleasant and will lead to him vomiting. When he coughs, his mouth releases smoke.
Finished this chapter. Alright, hope you like the introduction made for this series. I guess it does not make any sense saying it now but this is an AU. Also, I don't know what Naomasa's quirk is so I'm making his quirk the ability to sense emotions and the change in them. I enjoyed making this but I hope y'all enjoyed this. Well, hope that you all stay safe. Enigma out!
