The Erasure's Daughter
Female Harry/MHA x-over
Slash
Pairings To Be Decided
No Magic!
Thanks to the incredible writers Son of Caliban to whom I say "REPENT! FOR TOMORROW YOU DIE!" I joke of course, but I am more of a Sanguinis guy myself. I recommend you read his 'From the Joy, Comes the Pain, From the Pain, Comes the Joy.'

Another writer I wish to credit is darkfire1220 and a urge people to read Viridescent. Just want to say thanks for his permission to use some of Quirk ideas.

I own nothing apart from part of this idea…I believe I've credited everyone; if not message me and I'll include in the Footnotes or this dribble dravel

UA, had cancelled lessons across all Departments, because of the USJ attack. However, during the Forensic Examination of the entirety of the USJ; the Police had found the corpses of a few villains, thankfully the Hero Public Safety Commission had stepped in to brush these facts under the carpet; for their own use later on.

There were minor injuries amongst the students, with the worst being Aizawa Hailey. Who had suffered searing eye-pain and lacerations when she had unleashed her Quirk on the Nomu, which now resembled a pile of dust. However, in the dust there was evidence that this Nomu had been created by three different people; one was the body and the other two it appeared had been grafted into it due to the fact it appeared to have two distinctively different quirks.

Whereas the students were taking the time to complete homework and train a little bit. In the Villains Headquarters, very different conversations were being had.

(Villain Headquarters)

"That blasted hack of a girl! She killed Nomu!" Shrieked Shigaraki as a Doctor on their Payroll pulled the bullets out of their entrance holes. The only thing of note about this particular doctor was the fact he was confined to a wheelchair.

"Will you shut up and quit twitching, like you've got ADHD, Tomura…Now please tell me more about this 'hack of a girl' and how she killed Sensei's Nomu?"

Shigaraki reached out with his hand, intention clear. Only for Kurogiri's mist like form to intercept them; as an Old Voice creaked through the monitor "Shigaraki-chan, if you could not kill my pupil that would be perfect."

"I don't see why I need him. He's a Paraplegic and has no Quirk." This comment was followed by a hiss of pain as the cleaning alcohol dripped into the open wounds.

"You don't need a Quirk to be Evil. Which Nomu was it?"

"It had Immense Strength, Shock Absorption and Rapid Regeneration…Why?"

"And how did it die?"

"Turned to dust…again why?"

The Doctor cracked his neck "First of all not my Nomu…It's completely unimaginative and dust…Sensei, can you find our fine gentlemen in suits and get me a copy of all of the DNA and salvageable external DNA in what was your Nomu."

The voice on the TV sighed "As you wish Maruta…I trust you know what you're doing."

Maruta chuckled mirthlessly, reached into his coat and pulled out a bill "Kurogiri, whatever's on tap that sells please…Honestly, Sensei…this project you've assigned me to, it is MY project isn't it?"

"Of course, Maruta. I must ask, what are you thinking of doing?"

"Reconstructing an image of the person who took out your Nomu. Then find some samples: blood preferably, so I can examine it…"

"Find out the Quirk?"

"Naturally."

"Then incorporate it into the pool of Nomu."

Maruta rolled his eyes "See, Tomura."

Shigaraki nodded "I see, you are content to be a Support Class."

Maruta's lips twitched "I prefer to be the Dungeon Master, but when I do play…I do like my Alchemists. All Intelligence with a Wisdom Dump."

"I get the Intelligence but why dump Wisdom?" Shigaraki retorted.

"All the book learning, but none of the 'this is wrong' or a 'moral compass'…I mean to a 'normal society', what I'm doing is well…illegal. Honestly, as long as I'm left to my research and my projects I'm fine. Now, Mr. K; can you warp me back to my apartment please?"

Kurogiri nodded "Right this way Shiga-San."

(Hailey Aizawa)

Kyoka, rushed over the moment Aizawa had used Hailey's phone to text her that Hailey was okay. Aizawa, let the purple haired punk in; Kyoka nodded in thanks, and saw covered in cats and her purple and black sleeping bag duvet on the sofa. "Hey…"

"Kyoka." Kyoka's heart skipped a beat, if anyone else from 1-A had been there, they'd have said she looked a wreck. Too Kyoka, Hailey looked so much like her father after overusing her quirk, she was clad in baggy pants, her hair normally kept in a neat ponytail fell in shaggy tangled mess onto her shoulders, her frontal bangs kept back by a headband.

Her eyes were covered with a loose set of bandages "Just because I can't properly see, doesn't mean I can't hear you…Fathers blind-fighting." Kyoka giggled at that, before grabbing Hailey by the wrist.

"Hailey and I, are going to get some coffee. We need to have a chat about…a few things."

Aizawa watched as his daughter and her not so secret crush leave "Jiro, you've got my blessing and consent." He grinned and let out a belly laugh at the image of them turning beet-red. "Being a father, is so much more entertaining."

As the coffee smell permeated the kitchen, Aizawa smirked the Sports Festival was happening soon and his pet protégé, Shinso was coming along in leaps and bounds.

Hailey and Kyoka got off the train, with the black-haired girl's hand in hers, Kyoka effortlessly guided her to Moondust, a musically inclined coffee bar. "Moondust?"

"Naturally."

"Makes sense, we can talk without being overheard…It's on you." Hailey retorted.

Kyoka blushed "This time."

Soon enough they had their coffee's and were sequestered in a corner. However, Kyoka had to fight back a groan "What is it?"

"Kaminari Denki is here…"

"He's Jamming Yay…yes."
Hailey giggled "I saw how he was acting around you…Ko."

Kyoka's jack levitated "You…take…that…back." She hissed.

"I'm only pointing the obvious. But anyway, what is it? You asked me here, for coffee…" Hailey gently nudged "…Ko, we've been friends since forever."

Kyoka turned red as she faced her friend "I'm…crushing on you…Have been for at least a year. Been aware that I like women thirteen?" Kyoka whispered.

Thankfully Kaminari hadn't noticed them or this would have been much more difficult. Hailey giggled "Kyoka, I'm the same…Hell I've hidden this from everyone."

The two girls looked at one another, both red in the face and maintaining a death grip on their individual coffees. They stared each other down, as good as Hailey was at these stare-downs, she'd never won one against Kyoka, unless caffeine crashes counted. "What happens now?" Kyoka asked nervously.

"We can either kiss, or finish the coffee and then go get food and see what happens." Hailey retorted, a smirk on her face. Kyoka turned an even brighter red, right now Hailey was looking like an identical version of Aizawa-sensei only much cuter.

"Aizawa, Jiro!" Came a voice, the girls turned and they let out identical sighs and Kaminari finally noticed them.

"Kaminari." "Jamming-Yay." The girls responded, causing Kaminari to pout.

"What, what brings you out here? You live in Saitama don't you?" Jiro retorted, she knew of the Electric-teens penchant for perverted tendencies and being just plain dumb sometimes.

"Can't a guy go outside of where he's born and not arouse suspicion?"

"They can, but since it's you…People are going to ask questions. How's the circuitry? Cut out yet?" Hailey smirking.

"How are the eyes?"

"Damn sight better than your brain. Now spill."

Denki sighed "Alright, I came here to try and find you, Jiro, and ask you out. Happy?"

Jiro blushed even more, her jacks began tapping together in embarrassment "Denki, thanks…but…but…you're not my type. That sounds really uncool and harsh but I don't have the words to…" As she said this, she stepped closer to Hailey; who wrapped her arms around her.

Denki paused momentarily to look at the duo "You two…" They nodded. Denki grinned "That's cool. I understand that this might have been a little early and presumptuous…"

"It's fine Sparky. It's fine." Hailey commented. Before turning to Jiro "Food? I need some new strings; picks and my boots have just gone." Jiro looked down to see that Hailey's boots were a mess.

"Damn…what happened to them?" Denki asked.

"Conflagration Zone…I think. Then the Nomu…" Denki paled, he'd short-circuited himself meaning he was unaware of what happened in the other areas.

"The Blue thing? What happened to it? I remember seeing Aizawa-sensei getting hit by it…"

"Daddy's fine. Drinking coffee looking like an Ancient Egyptian Pharaoh."

"Your father? Holy shit…you do have a striking resemblance. Similar quirk?"

Hailey blanched "You buying food in exchange for this information?"

"I'll buy food and I'll be the baggage mule."

The two girls grinned "Then let's be off." Kaminari quickly found that Jiro Kyoka and Aizawa Hailey were very good people to hang out with. Hailey, it turned out was very much her father's daughter, possessing a very sharp wit. Plus, how the girls interacted with one another, Kaminari felt accepted.

Eventually, the girls and Kaminari split and went their separate ways. The girls saw Kaminari off, as they did so, they joined hands. Whereas before, there may have been cases of blushing and embarrassment but now there was a calm tranquillity.

"What's the plan on Saturday? What with school and all that closed?" Kyoka asked.

"Could…get access to the swimming pool or gym and we can beat Midoriya up for a bit. His quirk seriously doesn't integrate with his body at all, you've got internships happening in a month…I can't have Midoriya besmirching my father's training methods or the school…Before you comment, I can say that. I was or am the unofficial mascot of the school."

"Because you know the place better than most Third Years…So, tomorrow?"

Hailey sighed "I've done all my homework. I vocally recorded my work, then bribed Shinso to type up my work…All he had was temporary hearing loss, all he needed was RG."

Kyoka sighed "What did you bribe him with?"

"Music session. I mean, we've not done one…really. We…" Hailey began, but Kyoka kissed her on the mouth.

"You're sounding like Midoriya…He mutter-storms a lot."

"That's a bad thing?" Hailey squeaked.

"No, can get a little annoying. We've the Sports Festival coming up…What's the plan?"

"Get Shinso into the Finals, get him recognised…Uncle Nezu, won't sit back and watch his precious mascot and daughter of Eraserhead languish in the Gen Ed department."

"You realise that makes you sound like a pawn."

"You'll quickly realise that Nezu see's us all as pawns, in his High-Spec powered crusade to be seen as a fully sentient and cognitive human-being. Thankfully, none of Nezu's schemes are intentionally harmful or life-threatening to everyone in the school. We're his pawns but we're also his students. Thankfully, Nezu knows that UA is a 'School first and a Socioeconomical and Psychosocial testing ground second.'"

Kyoka gulped, they then got on the train and spent the train ride, listening to music. Specifically, the final works of Joe Strummer, specifically his final three albums; Global a Go-Go, Rock Art and the X-Ray Style and Streetcore. Although the two debated in Streetcore counted as a Joe Strummer album or Joe Strummer and the Mescalaros.

They trooped back to the Aizawa home, and Mic and Shota found Hailey assisting Kyoka in finishing her assignments. Curtesy of growing up around UA; Hailey knew the material of at least first year off the top of her head.

"Ladies, Jiro, have you finished?"

Jiro nodded "Mic-sensei, just about…Hailey is…"

"Kind-hearted and extremely good natured and thus willing to assist you in cramming the lessons you've missed?" Shota said with a grin pulling Hizashi close to him.

Jiro nodded, her earjacks tapping "Yeah…words to that effect."

"Dad, Papa; we're off to the studio…Also can you let us into the swimming pool tomorrow? Thanks."

Hizashi looked at Shota "Did she…"

"She did…I blame you; I'll get the menu." Shota retorted ending the discussion and potential family bickering before the bickering could begin. Takeaway Sushi and Curry sounded good, as the recorded sounds of a piano, then the drums kicked in before Hailey began to sing

'Well so long, liberty let's forget you didn't show…' As Hailey began to sing, Shota stopped his typing in the take-aways number as Hizashi grabbed his phone and headed to the garage ready to film the girls. The pair of them had no problems in performing to crowds, but as long as they were not knowingly filmed.