Master Control

Chapter 15

"Advertisement, Investments, Identifying Assets and Liabilities, Networking, even Merchandising. You'll learn to do it all." Cueball scribbled the various topics on the board with a piece of chalk.

Izuku was surprised to see a chalkboard wheeled into the room for the first full day. But if your teacher was a woman who could pull out pool game items from her body, chalk was something she had an abundant supply of. Judging by the various doodles she was making around the words she also practiced a lot with her pieces, making whatever color she needed. Was she also going to be their art teacher?

He flipped through his notebook that he carried on him, adding in a few notes to the entry. Over a million species were in the omnitrix, and he wanted to understand them all. This was the first that he actually met though, a Kraaho. He never gave it too much attention, but now the species was special to him. The first alien he ever met….that he knew of. Technically Himiko and Eijiro were part alien, but they didn't count. With all the crying and Eri's demand for snuggling through the night, he was nearly late for school.

Thank All Might for teleportation, though he should really stop abusing it. He didn't see Pony, Mina, or Eijiro this morning. Hopefully they didn't need him for anything before the first full day of class. He could see them at lunch.

"So I'm gonna quiz you guys!" She said spinning around to grin at them.

*Groan*

"Oh don't give me that or else I'm going to hand out one to grade." Cueball flicked a lightswitch, turning on a projector and pulling out. "Now get out your phones! I've seen all of you either memeing around or scrolling through the newest trend so don't bother saying you don't have smartphones. I want you to download an app and input the class code."

Phones, in class? This was a really weird teacher.

"Um, what are we going to be doing?" Izuku asked with his hand raised.

Cueball gave the boy a cheeky grin. "We're going to play Kahoot."

Esta was right, humanity is really weird.


Pony wasn't listening to the teacher, just running her fingers over the All Might convention keychain in her pocket. He wasn't at the school, she waited so long for him to not even be there. Izuku must have left during lunch, not surprising with the bad day he had. Though he could have at least left them a text. That gift was still in her bag, it should cheer him up. Then they can go home, watch a movie, eat some snacks, and maybe…

"I AM-"

Her ears snapped to attention, eyes searching for the source. Whatever gloomy mood she was in was incinerated.

"-COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!"

The man, the myth, the legend himself.

"ALL MIGHT!" Nearly all the class echoed. Pony loved the silver age costume! Screw what others say, capes are dope, and All Might wearing a cape is the pinnacle of awesome.

"Geez, he's pretty loud in person." Jiro rubbed the edge of her ear.

Pony still had half a functioning brain to care for her friends in the class. "You ok?"

"Yeah, I just wasn't expecting it is all." Jiro affirmed to her friend she was alright.

"The manliness, I can taste it!" Eijiro shouted.

"How do you taste manliness?" Mina flicked his hard skin.

"By having good taste obviously."

All Might looked over the students, the excitement clear as day over their faces. Mirai was right, this did get a better reaction out of the students. He was glad to reunite with his past sidekick, though he wished it was under better circumstances. That child, Midoriya, was in the center of something much bigger behind the shadows that was able to take and give quirks. Somehow that lad had escaped the school without triggering the security, and no one knew how. The first theory was that he had a quirk, but his detective friend had double checked right before school started.

As much as Mirai wanted to seal the boy off and interrogate him, Naomasa personally vouched for the boy's innocence. Nezu also proposed that it would be better not to let him know they were investigating him in case someone was watching him. Midoriya might not be aware of his actions, or if he has a quirk. Perhaps mind control, or he's a sleeper agent that has been programmed for years behind his own family's back. It made him furious thinking about innocents being dragged into a fight that just won't stop no matter how many generations get involved.

The muscled man tried to not keep his eyes lingered on the red crystal hair that was shouting with wonderful energy. Eijiro Kirishima, he would need that enthusiasm and heart if he was to face whatever had altered him. This was an opportunity though, they needed to get some sort of sample in order to test his quirk factor for those signs of him. The doctor's claimed they couldn't get a blood sample because their needles couldn't break his skin.

Sorry boy, but the odds were going to be stacked against you this time. All Might promised to make sure things didn't go too far, but they couldn't just pull the Midoriya siblings aside and get them tested without legitimate reason. Children, the war was involving children this time.

"We're going to be doing, battle training!" The hero announced, holding up the card.


"It's a kilt." Mina tugged at the only fabric of clothing Eijiro wore. She had on her colorful jumpsuit that gave her some some protection and mobility, more than it looked. Nozzles were running through the acid resistant material, connecting to a compact and flexible container system split in sections along her skin. Openings on her gloves and shoes let her slip and slide all she wanted. It wasn't as sexy as she originally planned, and definitely not as functional as Izuku wanted, so this was the middle ground.

"It's not a kilt." Eijiro denied, wearing a very kilt like cloth around his waist. The hardened boy wasn't planning on wearing nothing, but with how his quirk worked there was no use. The crystals he produced would shred through anything he wore. He wasn't planning on using his quirk through his but or junk so he could wear something there.

"Looks like a kilt." The punk rock girl that started hanging around Pony commented.

"If it's not a kilt, then what is it?" A blond dude with a black lightning bolt in his hair sarcastically asked, overhearing their little discussion and deciding to join in.

"A not kilt, something totally different than a kilt." Eijrio defiantly stated.

"But looks like a kilt." Mina jabbed his glass cutting abs.

"Yeah, that."

"I like kilts." Pony tried to contribute. Her hero outfit didn't change much from the original design her mother helped her make. The only thing Pony added to it when she discussed it with Izuku before hand was adding some straps into a saddle on her back, that way her horns to carry civilians or knocked out villains away. Even tangle them up! It even added in a nice little child friendly factor, so that she could take them on little horseback riding adventures.

"Hey." A midget wearing a diaper approached her, pointing to the costume feature on her back. "Can people ride you?"

Pony twisted her waist to get a look at the saddle on her back. It wasn't made for adults, but it was probably sturdy enough to do so. "Yes, do you like it?"

"Very much so." The strange bald headed boy replied, smiling with a bit of drool on his lips. It might be a nerve problem in his face, poor boy. It was probably connected to the issue on why he was so small.

Jiro gabbed Pony's shoulder, pulling her away from the lecherous thoughts swarming in the dwarf's head.

"Oi, you won't try anything right?" Jiro asked the little teenager.

"Of course."

"Because if you do?" Her jacks snaked into the air, vibrating the air around them ominously. "I have two little friends who might have some things to say, and they can be very loud."

He got the message, backing away to try and turning around to go talk to another girl who hardly concealed her curvature standing next to a girl wearing a turquoise combat qipao and a domino mask.

"I see everyone has gotten dressed!" All Might appeared, holding a box and a slip of paper. "Now then, we shall do a two on two mock battle with assigned teams so listen carefully!"


Eijiro was assigned the hero team, awesome, with that girl Pony was hanging around. She seemed cool, a sound quirk was pretty cool. Not only did she have super hearing, she could plug them into her speaker boots and blast them with sound! Eijiro was pretty sure Izuku mentioned something might happen when certain sounds interacted with his crystals, but he couldn't remember it.

Ah well, not like it could hurt him. He could tank anything!

"So, you know anything about who we're facing?" Jiro asked, the two standing outside.

"The karate kid girl, probably just the same as you. You remember that incident with the Water Hose duo and Muscular?"

"Yeah?"

"My buddy showed me the video of it almost a hundred times, I'm pretty sure she's that girl who threw up the shield in front of the heroes."

"Wait, we're facing the girl that could withstand a hit from Muscular?!" Jiro asked in shock. "Dang, I already knew she was one of the top of the class but this is ridiculous. How does she compare to the cocky one with explosions?"

"Ah, that guy." Eijiro cringed.

"Oh boy, do you two have a history or something." It wasn't hard to tell that Eijiro wasn't fond of him. Ever since the first day the redhead enthusiastically tried to make friends with everyone along with Mina. If they were uncomfortable, they respected their boundaries. Except Eijiro always avoided Bakugo.

"He's...there's a history but...I'm hoping he's better by now."

"This is better?"

"Like I said, I'm hoping."

"Heroes! You have fifteen minutes to capture the villains or secure the bomb!"

"Ah crap, we didn't even make a plan." Jiro looked to her partner for an idea on what to do.

"Sure we do." Eijiro grinned, smacking his fists together. "You point, I shoot."


Kendo was really trying not to just restrain this guy. He didn't listen, demanded the unreasonable, and constantly had to reaffirm he was better than everyone.

"You know what, fine, go get your ass kicked."

"I'M GOING TO BE THE ONE KICKING ASS!" Bakugo stormed out of the room, pushing up his gauntlets and steaming with anger.

Finally he was gone, it was just her alone with the bomb now. Sure she could do defense, but it was not like she had a quirk that could restrain people quickly, throw them around, erect instant barriers to keep them from coming any closer, and now throw super powered punches. All Might even gave her a personal request, as weird as it sounds he asked her to not hold back unless he said so. Wasn't sure why, maybe he wanted to see personally how well she was adapting to One for All, maybe for her to get the respect of her classmates.

*BOOM*

Looks like he found the others. Kendo sighed, half deciding just to ignore what Bakugo said or just make a big pink cube and wait it out.

"I see some of you are getting excited! While we don't want anyone to die, don't be afraid to hold back! Recovery Girl is on stand by for any injuries." All Might said over their ear peices

He really wanted to see what she could do huh, well, guess if she was on All Might's orders then she could ignore bad advice. Kendo sprinted out of the room, feeling invigorated by the prospect of battle. Kendo didn't like fighting, she just liked adrenaline to rush through her veins, pushing her body and mind to the limits, testing herself against an opponent, and maybe getting some bruises in the process.

A foot peeked out from the corner, the only warning Kendo got. Reactively she threw up a pink barrier to cover herself.

*BRBRBRBBBRBRBRB*

The barrier shivered along with Kendo's bones, only the concussive force actually being blocked. Sound though, going right through her at frequencies that rattled every inch of her body.

"RAH!" Kendo pushed out, throwing her projected shield outwards and filling the hallway.

*Crack* "SHIT!"

It was hard staying on her feet, but she managed to fight through it. Looking up she saw her classmate holding her ankle, shivering in place.

"Are you alright?" Kendo asked, barely able to hear herself speak from the ringing.

"No, damn this sucks." Jiro scooted to sit against the wall, holding her leg. The foot was bent at an angle, making the redhead wince at the sight. Kendo crouched down next to her, wanting to help the girl in some way.

"Let me-" *BOOM*

Eijiro was blown through the bottom floor, hit the ceiling, and crashed against the ground ten feet away from the two. "Man, he's really taking All Might's advice."

Looking over to the side he spotted Kendo over an injured Jiro. "Crap! That does not look good."

*BOOM* Bakugo launched himself up to their level, glaring at the three. More particularly Kendo. "Get the hell back to the bomb you stupid bitch!"

"Somebody's hurt!"

"All Might said no holding back!" Bakugo grinned madly. "Best advice I've heard in a damn long time."

Eijiro grew a red shield from his arm, putting himself between him and the girls. "Heroes don't hit those who are already down."

"Heros win! AND THAT'S WHAT I'M ABOUT TO DO!" Bakugo threw himself at the crystal boy, throwing explosion after explosion at him. Eijiro tanked the hits, managing to keep himself in place by growing spikes on his feet and latching on the floor. He made his shield larger and larger until a wall was placed in the hallway.

*BOOM BOOM BOOM* Bakugo detonated the cement under it, making the entire red wall fall down the new hole. "THAT AIN'T GONNA WORK GLASS FACE!"

Eijrio went for a punch, Bakugo spinning around and slapping him with an explosion.

"Neither is that!" Eijiro shouted, swinging through the smoke unharmed.

*click* Bakugo's grin grew wider. He launched himself back to the other side of the hole in the floor. "I'd like to see you try this then."

He reached for the pin, Kendo's eyes widening at what he was doing. Stored explosive sweat, in basketball sized containers, pointed right at them! "Stop you idiot!"

"Just dodge it if you're so worried!" He shouted back, already pulling the pin.

Kendo launched out a pink whip to try and pull the crystal boy out of the way while creating a bubble around herself and Jiro. The whip grabbed Eijiro, snagging against him to try and pull him back. He didn't move, still routed in place.

Eijiro threw his hands forward, crystal shards forming from his hands and making a bowl shape in front of him to capture the blast.

*BOOM*

Everything was bright, hot, and shaky. Kendo peeked her eyes open, the barrier still intact.

"Are you alive?" Jiro called out.

"WOO! I felt that! I really felt that!" Eijiro called out from the smoke, wisps of it spilling off him. As more and more of him was revealed Jiro and Kendo looked away. Everything on him had burned up, everything.

"How the hell did you not die?!" Bakugo screamed out, already clutching his second one.

"Ha! Your explosions could never knock me down!" Eijiro taunted, lifting his crystals back up.

"Is everyone alright?!" All Might called out to them through their earpieces.

"A little shaken, I think one of us has a foot injury though." Kendo responded while Bakugo's mania cooled down. He wasn't scowling, or grinning, he was just staring at Eijiro curiously.

"Have you met me before?" Bakugo asked.

"Oh now you remember." Eijiro rolled his eyes. "Do I have to beat it into you like you did Midoriya?"

Bakugo froze, lowering his gauntlet. "I...don't do that anymore."

"Yeah? Well you seemed real excited to try and kill us!"

"You still have five minutes left, give it your all!" All Might left them with that.

Kendo pulled out her earpiece and stared at it with disbelief. After that, after everything that just happened in here they were just supposed to carry on and try beating each other into the dirt? This was madness! Hero school was actually trying to kill people or All Might really wanted her to finish this.

Fine, she would give it her all, only so that this stupidity would end.

One for All, 20%

Kendo shot from her spot next to Jiro, her fist enveloped in powerful pink as it cracked the surface of Eijiro's cheek. The wind whipped around her frame as pink arches flared from her skin. He was pulled out of the ground from the force behind the punch rocketing him to the other end, his body slamming into Bakugo's. Kendo was left above the hole in the floor, to prevent herself from crashing she made a tilted pink platform to roll across. Arm was sore, legs were sore, she probably had fractures along her bones. Only a fraction of that power, and she nearly broke herself trying to use it.

Laying on the ground, bruised, Kendo felt Eijiro's arm wrap around her waist. He was still conscious?!

"Do it now!" Eijiro stood up, both Kendo and Bakugo in his grasp. He grew a boulder of crystal around his feet and arms, trapping the teens with no option to escape. Kendo felt betrayed, Jiro stood up without any hint of injury.

*BRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBR*

"GAHHH!" They all screamed, the pain, the noise, it was rattling the brains in their very skulls.

Eijiro forgot what it felt like, true pain. Fear ran through him as his skin cracked, splintered, fell to the ground. His body was telling him it was dying, but he grit his teeth. No way he'd die here! He had lives to save, a hero to be, and friends to keep safe.

Jiro watched them collapse, all of them knocked out. It felt kind of bad, taking advantage of Kendo like that. But after seeing her sneak attack not work she knew she wouldn't win a one on one fight. So, she smacked her hand on the ground, played injured, and waited. That probably wouldn't work on villains, or Bakugo, but a fresh hero in training? Yep, worked like a charm. Good thing Eijiro caught on when she was moving her ankle like it was fine while he was looking at her.

"Is the villain team incapacitated?"

Jiro walked over, hopping over the debris and obstacles until she got next to the three knocked out teens. She kicked Bakugo in the side, only getting a grunt in response. "Yep."

"Then that means your team wins! Great job!"

Hm, that compliment sounded kind of half assed to her. Did he expect her to lose? Rude.


Shoto never saw All Might act so weird before. It was hard to put a finger on why, but he obviously had special interest in the match with the diamond guy and the redhead. Previous matches he never intervened with any words, just announcing when it started or when it was over. That one, he constantly pushed them to fight harder. Not as much as his bastard father but still. He was looking for something, or needed something to happen in that match from them really pushing the limits of training. He thought maybe it was because of strong opponents involved, besides the rocker girl but she proved to have tools to replace her lack of strength.

He wanted to test the number one hero, so in his match Shoto decided to try and demonstrate the same amount of ferocity to see if All Might would hold him back. It worked, All Might intervened. Shoto was paired with a girl with pale hair and skin with ghostly blue eyes, fighting against the acid user and the equine themed one. Once they were allowed to enter the building, Shoto froze it instantly. All Might warned him not to do so again out of fear it might give frostbite to his opponents.

There were three theories in his head as to why he would have done that, and a face to each theory. One, he was giving the guy with anger issues something to vent against that would hold up, aka the rock one. He seemed very tense and needed to let loose for once. If that was the plan, it was effective. Bakugo was calm, not yelling or glaring at everyone. Second theory, he wanted to push his younger daughter to show off against the other students. While she had a different aspect of her quirk, there was tons of power behind it. The only raw power ever seen in someone that young before was All Might himself, and she said she still had to hold back to not break herself. Last theory, he wanted the red diamond guy to get hurt. Why? Perhaps to get him to recognize his limits before he found out in a life and death scenario, needed his confidence knocked down a bit, or...and he really hoped it wasn't true...needed a piece of his crystal from his body.

When the medical bots came to pick the students up, All Might went down to check on them himself and pointed back at the sight and talked to a few bots with pickaxes and buckets. There was a glimmer of hope, that they were just there to clean up and nothing more. Shoto held onto it, he needed it. Because without the feed of the cameras to see if they were general clean up or looking for those crystals, hope was all he had.

If the symbol of peace was a lie, then there Shoto didn't want to be a hero.

That's why he believed in All Might, believed in the strength of will and humanity he had. Without that, he would hardly be better than Endeavor.

"What would you like?" Lunch Rush asked behind the long counter filled with a variety of food.

"Soba, cold."

"Alrighty!"

Shoto got his food and picked a random seat. It didn't matter to him where he sat, as long as no one tried to bother him. Pulling out his phone he checked for the streaming notifications. Nope, not today either. Usually she would stream at this time, early afternoon, but she hasn't for these past two days entirely. Maybe she was having financial issues still. How much would help her out, what was a months rent like? Trying to estimate how much she would need he rounded it up, and added half to that, he sent it her way. Wherever Himiko was, he hoped she was doing well.

(Where were you Izuku?!) That girl from his class asked very loudly in English. Most people wouldn't understand her, but he had known English for the past five years. His soba would get warm if he didn't eat it quick enough so he decided to just listen in. It would be a good idea to keep his ear open, test his language skills in case there was a word he didn't understand.

"I'm sorry, I really am but..I got caught up in something."

Strange. He replied in Japanese instead of English.

(Was it why you couldn't reply?)

"Honestly, I lost my phone and didn't realize it until I got home."

(Ok, but what did you need to do?)

"Someone...needed help. They were lost and needed help getting home."

(Really? Because it sounds familiar.)

"She-"

(It was a she?) Pony sounded irritated, jealousy most likely.

"Twice my age."

(Go on.)

It was gone, she must really trust him despite these vague excuses.

"She's home now, with her family. They were very huggy. Especially the grandmother."

(Haha! They always are. Are they local?)

He never switched to English, and they were talking perfectly fine to one another. By now they should have picked one language and stuck with it. Guess it didn't matter if they understood one another.

"No, they live far. Very far."

(That's why you took all night?)

"Yeah...I'm really sorry about that. I should have tried to reach out but-"

(Izuku, I get it.)

Izuku, she said that name again. Himiko has a sibling named Izuku with a teleportation quirk living with her. It wasn't likely that the same green haired boy was here, but it would be nice if he was. That way he could finally meet Himiko.

Glancing up with a mouthful of soba he stopped moving, his eyes stuck on who was sitting a table away. It was him, it was really him. Someone that knew who Himiko was, who could lead him to her.

(You help people. That's who you are. If you lost your cell phone I believe you.)

Help. Himiko needed help obviously if she has been internet silent longer than he was comfortable with. He obviously wasn't helping her. Shoto could do a better job at helping if he knew who she was.

(Next time, just try not to lose your phone and give us a heads up. Promise?)

"Promise."

Shoto was going to help Himiko.


Eijrio took another bite of his food, glancing to where Izuku and Pony were sitting. He didn't wear any bandages, but he felt pretty tired from Recovery Girl using her quirk on him. Awesomely Recovery Girl said she didn't have to use her quirk too much on him, given his natural healing abilities. Who knew not only could he take hits, but if he got hit really hard he could heal from it. Too bad he totally forgot that thing about sound Izuku mentioned. "Why aren't we sitting with them?"

"Izuku should be apologizing for leaving her all alone." Mina answered him like it was obvious.

"He didn't ask for her to wait."

"Oh Eijiro." Mina patted the poor boy's shoulder. "You have much to learn about women."

"Then teach me."

"Very bold~" Mina winked to him playfully.

"Wait, hold on, I didn't mean it like that!" Eijiro panicked, hoping he didn't come across as creepy.

"I don't mind." Mina took a sip of her lemonade. She saw Himiko with her hands folded with her chin resting on them, staring at a certain attractive young man. "Ooo, have you found a boy toy?"

"He's been looking at Izuku, glaring more and more."

The others looked over, seeing what she was seeing.

"Dang, didn't peg him as the quirkest type." Eijrio said, slightly baffled the quiet guy had such harsh opinions.

"A lot of powerful quirk users tend to be." Mina added on, upset that she had to deal with someone like that in her class again. "But not you Eijiro, you're one of the good ones!"

"Well, I was quirkless for a year."

"What?"

He screwed up, Eijiro said too much already. Shitshit what was their cover story again?!

"He's moving." Himiko said, getting up from her seat. "I'm gonna go give him some words that would get me grounded."

"Go get him!" Mina cheered, watching the girl stomp off. If rude things needed to be said, Himiko was the one for the job.


Pony pulled her bag closer to her, grabbing the notebook she had. (So, I actually managed to meet a hero yesterday.)

"Really?" Izuku asked excitedly. "Who?"

(Sir Nighteye, he came to the school after hours.)

"Sir Nighteye! All Might's previous-Why were you at the school after hours?"

(NO REASON!) Pony didn't mean to shout, but she really, really didn't want Izuku to find out she waited outside the school for him until nine o'clock...On a half day…

"What do you think he was doing at the school?" Izuku got further and further invested, scooting a little closer to her. It felt hot, her cheeks getting warmer and warmer the closer he got. Gosh it suddenly got hard to talk.

(W-well, he had some s-sort of meeting to attend to. Your not Dad was there.)

Hah! Take that Izuku, now he was embarrassed alongside herself.

"I didn't know Naomasa knew Nighteye. I should ask him about it when he comes to dinner Friday. Wait, do you think it involves All Might teaching here?! I haven't seen him yet even though he's confirmed to be working here."

(Yeah! He taught our heroics class today!)

"Really?!"

"Excuse me." Shoto interrupted, sitting across from the two. "You want to tell me what you're doing here?"

Pony and Izuku looked at each other, until deciding to point at who they could tell he was looking at.

"Me?" Izuku asked.

"Yes you." Shoto said bitterly. "You shouldn't be here."

Izuku lowered his head slightly, realizing where this was going.

"She would be much better off if you weren't here, so get going." Shoto glared at Izuku.

Pony really hoped she was translating wrong, because she did not like where this was going. Why was he acting like some sort of white knight right now? Pony was fine, she wanted to be by Izuku. A lot more than he realized.

"Excuse me Zuko, I want to talk with you." Himiko came up from behind, grabbing his head and twisting him to face her inches away from her own sweet smile. Pony felt a shiver run down her spine when she looked at it though. That heat turned to cold incredibly fast.

"I don't." Shoto shot back, brushing off the girl to look at Izuku. Himiko didn't let him, grabbing his chin and making him face her again.

"I don't think you get what you're doing bitch. That's my brother."

She was...his sister.

"Himiko, stop." Izuku pleaded, but was ignored.

She was Himiko.

"Listen here you half albino wanna be. I'm sick and tired of people picking on my brother just for not having the ability to shit gold."

Shoto's revelation was interrupted by sheer confusion.

"Don't give me that 'ignorant' hands against humanity card." Himiko seethed out, pinched his cheeks with her one hand, fingers slowly dripping into claws.

"I watched your indecisively colored eyes giving Izuku a stink that was worse than the bad cologne you're wearing."

Bad cologne?

"Now, the only excuse you could have for looking at a boy that long was if you liked sucking dick and taking it in the ass." Himiko realized how harsh that might have sounded to some people, and turned to Izuku and Pony to clarify.

"I don't actually hate gay people, you know that right?"

"Could have fooled me." Izuku sighed, folding his arms. "You loved saying a certain word."

"I just liked how it felt on my mouth ok! You can use it in just about any context!"

Izuku's doubtful eyes showed she wasn't getting anywhere.

"Um." Shoto was about to interject, really wanting to say some things but Himiko clenched harder. He also wanted to ask izuku about why she was bringing up quirklessness-

"I haven't forgotten about you." Her face became more demonic, either by choice or not knowing she was doing it.

"Tell me, when you got that scar did you feel vulnerable, weak, powerless. That something or someone had power over you?"

Shoto clenched his fist in response, sweat dripping down his brow.

"I'll take that as a yes, so when the hell did you decide it was ok to use your quirk, your gift, to hurt those who aren't born as blessed as you?"

He, wasn't so sure about that. The conviction she held behind her voice denied everything he knew. His eyes drifted away from her-

"Don't look at him, look at me you little shit!" Himiko shook him, his eyes showing her that fear she was after.

"There it is, do you know what that is?"

He shook his head, making her chuckle. "Of course you don't. You've been trained like a dog, fed the privilege kibble produced from the vomit of your fake strength. Anything that says you're strong, you sit, anyone that says you're special, you fetch."

Himiko gripped both sides of his face with her hands, putting her own an inch from his. His vision was shaky, breath ragged, all he could perceive right now was her breathing against him.

"You have pedigree, your quirk stamped on your doggy tag. If someone took that collar off and set you loose to the world, no one could tell the difference between you and a stray mutt."

Her eyes turned into slits, narrowing at him like a predator's.

"But I see you, a dirty dog who thinks he's alpha because you've never met someone who saw past your name tag given by your parents."

Shoto felt a hand around his throat, holding his life, and he couldn't move to protect it from her.

"You're no alpha, but if you beg long enough like the bitch you are... I might see you as something other than easy prey."

Himiko pushed him away, leaving him stupefied with no thoughts, no words, just the heart about to explode in his chest. His hand floated to his neck, tracing along the lines that still might be left from her gripping him.

"Come on." Himiko said, stretching her arms across the table and grabbing her brother and friend.

"Scary." Pony muttered in Japanese, not realizing the fun loving playful girl was something more under the surface.

"Yeah." Izuku agreed, now discovering that part of Himiko from the alleyway was still around.

Left alone and afraid, Shoto regained awareness of his surroundings. His adrenaline was calming down, but calm was not how he felt. This was new, raw, completely instinctive feelings that were programmed into every living thing. Adjusting his pants, he made sure they weren't revealing what he was currently experiencing. His elder brother had warned Shoto that certain women would cause this reaction, but he had never experienced it until now.

*Ping*

His phone, someone had texted him. No one had his number except for his family.

Endeavor(Bastard): I just discovered you just spent 120,000 yen on my card.

Endeavor(Bastard): Explain

Now that feeling was gone, replaced by the bitter reality of life.

Endeavor(Bastard): What is twitch?

Nothing he would care about.

Endeavor(Bastard): Are you paying people to impersonate me and slander my name?

That's something he would care about.

Endeavor(Bastard): Years of records are coming to light. I'm going to pick you up from school and we will talk about this.

Shoto could only imagine the rage his father was feeling and how he couldn't communicate that in text. A smug grin spread across Shoto's face as he couldn't wait to see it in person.


Yay! Shoto is a bottom. I'm tired, I have work early tomorrow with tons of manual labor, something over an hour away to attend to right afterwards, and I need to somehow shower in the car on the way over. Fuck.

Any grammar errors please point it out

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

XxGargantuaxX:

Doubt I'll write him in this universe, one Azmuth is enough. If Izuku did discover that function, you know he would stay far away from any transformation in fear of repeating that haha!

lucarioDN:

It's like humans are constantly glitching to aliens, so they just steer far away from them.

Pedro tp:

You telling me XLR8 babies are born with motorcycle helmets with built in computers and scanners? Yeah, that's not the case. Just like the omnitrix makes clothes, it makes their helmets.

Planar-Walking-Entertainment:

Izuku does mention her species, it's one seen in Ben 10 omniverse a few times. One of his love interests, Ester, is a half human half Kraaho.

ProjectIceman:

Pretty much, either Izuku opens up and tells someone about his feelings and secrets or it's going to blow up in his face.

Guest:

Don't think about it, we're not exploring it.

EbayUserGreen:

Read the intro, we're not doing transformations for a while. Otherwise it becomes every other MHA X Ben ten story.

D3lph0xL0v3r:

Yep, it was a Lilo and Stitch reference.

Izzy:

What do you mean when you ask "Mixed?"

IceNeo2:

I spend too much time on the normal story anyways. If I do an omake I might accidentally add ten thousand words to the fic, and that's a lot of words I could have used towards the story.