The destruction of the pawn shop was just like how he remembered.

Fire. Grey smog. Gasoline burning at the tips of his nostrils.

The smoke fluttered over the burnt ambers of the parched plywood. In the corner, a downed power line snapped off sparks that streamed over a puddle of sewage water leaking from a pipe. The liquid splashed into a reservoir that swam over the broken cobblestone and turnt dirt. The water snuck over the surface drowning small pebbles that rolled with the current until colliding with the toe of a steel-toed boot.

Wearing the boot was Bakugo, but a much different Bakugo. One much shorter and quite pudgy in stature. His costume burst at the seems as the small, old man strutted to the center of the battlefield.

"Yes, I have done it," Danny DeVito shouted. "I have stopped you all from leaving this electronic prison. So you all can suck it, Class 1-A!"

Before he could drone on, a giant boulder of a man landed on one knee right in front of him. Tan with shoulders the size of a semi-truck, he adjusted his green wig that poked over his normally bald head and quirked an eyebrow.

"You have only stopped us temporarily," Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson said to "Bakugo." "However, you have not crushed our spirit! Shoto! Will you assist me in defeating the bastardly Bakugo?"

"I already done told you Bakugo," Kevin Hart in Shoto's costume marched up to "Izuku's" side. "You mess with my fam, you about to be messed up."

"I stopped you once before, you dumb IcyThot," "Bakugo" said. "I'm gonna do it again. And this time, I'm gonna roast you like a turkey."

"You cannot defeat the power of friendship," "Izuku" said. "We will smite evil with our love and family. And also by beating the shit out of you."

"Thou will not succeed," "Bakugo" said. "You're too weak and lame."

"We don't have to stop you," "Shoto" said. "We got our students to handle that. Where my boy Katsu at? Katsu! We gotta fry some Bakugo ass!"

"I'm coming. I'm coming," Scarlett Johansson said with auburn eye contacts and a light brown wig. "Alright, Shoto. Are we gonna fry some Bakugo ass!"

"Yeah, we frying Bakugo ass."

"Then, let's fry some Bakugo ass!"

"You will be frying no ass," "Bakugo said. "For I am here to wreck havoc on those who have rendered SOCIETY worthless. Your school and class will be desecrated for all eternity! WE LIVE IN A SOCIETY!"

"You will never stop us," "Katsu said. "Because...this is not Your Hero Academia. This is...MY HERO ACADEMIA!"

"Bakugo" charged at Katsu. However, "Shoto" stretched out his arm. Water spouted out from his sleeve and drenched "Bakugo." The old man screeched and fell to his knees.

"I'm melting! What have you done?" He screamed. "Oh, what a world! What a world."

As he writhed into a dead corpse, "Izuku" loomed over him. "It's over, Bakugo. As my teacher, All Might, once said.…"

"Eat this, bitch!" Shoto shouted.

Izuku raised an eyebrow at Shoto. "I was gonna say Plus Ultra, but that works, too."

Cut to black.

Then, thunderous applause.

In the movie theater, Izuku Midoriya (the real one) ran a hand through his fluffed green hair and looked around at the crowd. They stood and roared in approval. The applause shook the room as Izuku slumped in his seat. The credits rolled as the lights fazed in the room to give it a grey pallor that gleamed over the packed premiere.

He saw all of his old classmates at UA shouting their approval. Denki flashed him a thumbs up. Kirishima wiped away a very manly tear. The, he craned his head towards the row in front of him. Aizawa, seated next to his mother, turned around. He nodded his approval towards the former Pro-Hero.

"Riveting, Izuku," Aizawa said.

"Thanks, Aizawa-San," Izuku said. "It really was."

"Man, I could go for some pizza right now," The Pope said to Deku.

"Well, thank you for coming," Izuku shook the hand of the old man in a white robe and pointed hat.

"Are you sure you don't want pizza? I heard Pizza Hut is great," The Pope said.

"No, that's fine. I'm just happy my student is taking care of your city."

"Oh, Lloyd is great," The Pope said. "Before him, Rome was a cessspool of debauchery and destitution. And those were just the things my Cardinals did."

Izuku, not wanting to hear about the juicy gossip of The Vatican, bowed slightly. "Thank you for your time."

He twisted around and ran for the exit of the theater. His red shoes trounced over the red carpet as he was inundated with people trying to congratulate him over the movie.

Smack! Izuku yelped from the hit on his shoulder.

"Yo, Profess," A loud and annoying voice shouted. "You made it!"

Izuku stepped away from the brunette with shaggy hair and star-shaped sunglasses. "I wouldn't miss it for the world, Abel."

Abel Chevelle chortled. "Yeah, I thought it was weird how I died ten minutes in, though. And in a chimney, too! Also, why was Katsu a girl? She was hot, though."

"I don't know," Izuku rushed out. "But I gotta go. Great seeing you!"

Izuku brushed past Abel and through the cacophony of lightbulbs and paparazzi. He ran right through a shoot happening with a tall blonde with spikes in his arms with a striking silver-haired woman in a long black dress. The photographers yelled their disapproval as Izuku's blurred figure obscured the couple.

"Oh, sorry," Izuku shouted. "See ya, Austin. You too, Synaes!"

Synaes adjusted her black sunglasses and smacked her lips in annoyance. "He ruined our shot again."

"Don't worry, he's probably off to another interview," Austin said.

"Well, we need to get back to the hotel anyway," Synaes said. "I need you to get this dress off of me. Fast."

Austin's face turned red as a tomato as the poses for another picture.

Izuku rushed down the carpet. He shielded his eyes from the flashes that popped bright sun spots over his eyes. A kaleidoscopic of periwinkle and indigo exploded over his gaze as the roar of reporters rushed towards him like a tsunami crashing over a great mountain.

"Deku! Deku!" A reporter shouted. "How was the movie?"

"It was…unpredictable," Deku said.

"Deku! Deku! Deku!" A crowd of screeching fangirls and annoying superhero fans shouted.

The other reporters clamored for more quotes shoving micpophones over the metal fence separating the sidewalk from the red carpet. The flash of cameras popped a symphony of lilac and emerald spots over Izuku's eyes. He blinked and shielded his gaze from the assault while marching to the black limousine.

"Excuse me! Mister Midoriya!"

Izuku slowed at hearing his last name. He scanned the rows of adoring fans shouting for him on the side of the red carpet. They waved posters and action figures begging to be signed by him. In the crowd of shrieking admirers, a hand poked over the horizon of heads.

Izuku walked over. The crowd's pitched elevated to that of a jet engine as Deku approached the velvet ropes holding them back.

"Who said that?" Izuku said. "My last name?"

"It was me."

Between two airhead fans, a teenage boy slipped into a gap he made with his lithe arms. A boy with soft, slightly unkempt silver hair with a sharp and stern face stared up at Izuku. What interested Izuku, however, were the odd electric blue eyes filled with white pupils in the center. Not only that, but a strange, almost unnoticeable lilac glow seemed to emanate from the very tips of his ears. On the boys angular shoulders, he donned a pinstripe black suit with a black bow-tie as fancy as any of the celebrities at the movie premiere.

"I don't normally hear my real name at these," Izuku said with a small grin. "What's your name?"

"I'm Leon," the boy said in a soft voice. "And I…I just wanted to ask you….

The boy looked away with a sheepish purse of his lips. With the stature of a shy puppy, he blinked and gazed up at Izuku.

"I just wanted to know…what advice do you have for people…like me?"

Izuku narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"You know," Leon said. "People that are actually-."

"Mister Wright?" A voice shouted from down the red carpet. "Mister Wright? Where are you?"

Izuku turned to find an old man in a tuxedo scanning the crowd. Then, he spun back towards the group.

The boy was gone. In his stead were more screeching fans that took selfies at the speed of a lightning bolt.

Izuku shook his head. Whatever strange feeling he had, he shrugged it off as large men in black shirts surrounded him and pushed back the zealous photographers. Security followed him and held the reporters back before Izuku made it to the car. He yanked open the door and threw himself inside.

He gazed out at the bright lights pointed at him like cannons lobbing across a battlefield. However, before another flash could capture the disheveled man, a scarlet feather latched around the handle and slammed the door shut.

The feather sailed back to the wings of its owner. The blonde haired man rested his arms on the backrest of the velvet seats with a wine glass in hand.

"Hawks," Izuku said. "I didn't think you'd make it."

"I didn't," Hawks said. "I only arrived for you."

Hawks tapped on the sliding plexiglass screen behind him. The driver lurched the car in gear and accelerated away from the paparazzi. Some fans cheered and chased after the limo, and Izuku spied a few fans in cheap, wrinkled cosplay that held out action figures for him to sign. One of them tripped and fell on the road, and the others disappeared when the limo turned onto the on-ramp of the highway.

"You didn't miss much," Izuku said. "The movie was bad."

"Hey, they cut my part out completely," Hawks took a swig of the red wine in his grasp. "And why'd they have Bakugo scream every line? He wasn't that loud in real life."

"And Todoroki was still alive," Izuku said. "Which isn't at all what happened."

"That's Hollywood for ya," Hawks chuckled. "But you got a pretty penny for it all at least."

"I gave most of it to UA and my Mom," Izuku said. "I really don't need most of it."

Hawks grabbed the volume knob for the radio. The speakers squawked to life with a lively traffic report read over the air.

"-and 405 under construction after 10 tonight. Leona with entertainment."

"The big premiere of My Hero Academia: An American Life occurred tonight with the entire cast and their real-life counterparts. Deku arrived with his former class from the Void Industries incident. All of them looking excellent and charming. Even the annoying ones. Arriving with Deku in the red carpet was Moxie Lee, who was just announced as the number five hero in America after only six months as an official Pro-Hero. Also showing up was Martel Void who just last week announced a major purchase of the largest support corporation in Japan. Meanwhile, the hero Paralyzer went viral after tripping over a camera cord and slicing the ankle of his fiancée from Iceland. We're not sure if she is okay, but she was wearing the most stunning silver gown with diamond sequins dotting her plunging neckline-."

Hawks lowered the volume. He smiled and took another sip of the wine.

"You did a good job with them," Hawks said as the limo bumped over a pothole on the freeway. "All graduated on time. Half of them on A-list hero agencies. Two already in the Top Ten in America. Even Muteki got on the chart in Japan. But let's be real, anyone could get on the Japanese Hero Chart right now."

"You're not on it," Izuku said.

"Because I've been busy," Hawks said. "If I really cared about that, then sure. I could go out and help old ladies cross the street to get on some list. Hell, I'd probably be number one at this point."

"But you're not," Izuku said with a frown. He stared out the window at the blinking headlights driving though the dark around him.

"Okay, fine. I'm not. So what?"

"So what?" Izuku stared at Hawks. "So you've been on this case for three years and you haven't solved anything!"

"Oh, and you've been so busy cracking it yourself," Hawks said. "Oh, wait. You decided to hide in that school for the last few years as a teacher."

"I wasn't hiding," Izuku said. "I took care of my students."

"And now they're all grown up," Hawks shot back. "They don't need Mama Deku to push them out of the nest anymore."

"What are you getting at, Keigo," Izuku said. "Cause I really don't want to argue tonight."

"I don't either," Hawks sighed. "I'm sorry. But it's not easy to say I haven't gotten anywhere after all this time."

Izuku leaned back. He nodded at the dejected man across from him. "It's okay. It wasn't my priority anyway."

Hawks tilted his head in confusion. "You don't wanna know who took All-For-One from Shigaraki? Find the technology they used for it?"

"I do, but…if they don't plan on doing anything else with it-."

"But they are, Izuku," Hawks said. "I came here to tell you that I actually have made some headway. The game has changed very quickly."

"How so?"

"The consequences of not finding this person so will be severe," Hawks said. "End of the world shit."

"Like…All-For-One winning end of the world?"

"Worse," Hawks said. "We're sleeping on top of Chernobyl. Naked. And it's about to blow."

The limo slowed to a halt. Izuku looked outside. They were outside a small clearing across from the black ocean. A familiar site.

"Hey, this is where USAHS was," Izuku said. "In the simulation."

Hawks opened the door. He gestured for Izuku to follow him. The limo was parked on the curb opposite the clearing. Only the occasional car swam past under the tungsten stree lights. Izuku climbed out and walked with Hawks across the highway towards the grass meadow wafting in the ocean breeze.

"Yes, you're old school," Hawks said. "It was never anything but this clearing. Which is crazy considering this is prime real estate. Wright Heroic Solutions bought this land. Gonna make a lot of money with that government contract."

"Really," Izuku kicked a rock over the tall emerald blades as they walked closer to the cliff's edge. "I thought Martel would have gotten the contract."

"Void is still a bit on the government's bad side," Hawks said. "That's the reason they're moving so much over to Japan. It's become a pretty competitive market for support manufacturing and research in the States with them out of the way."

At the edge of the cliff, Izuku peered down at the grey ocean. The graphite sheen waved over the sparkling water that crashed into the dark cliff below. The hush of the waves lulled Izuku into a brief respite from reality. He could smell the salt of the sea, the crunch of the flying crickets floating past. Even his own breathing was shallow and shy as he took in the twinkling stars painted over the endless space above.

"I've been pretty lonely, Keigo," Izuku said. "Since the kids graduated, this press tour for this movie has been my life. I hadn't even seen my old classmates in years. Not since I escaped from the Digital Universe. I was sort of hoping to be able to live a bit. See the world. Take care of my mom. Maybe even meet someone."

"Well, that part is easy," Keigo said. "You've been on the Hero Magazine's Hottest Bachelor list for three years now."

"Not like that," Izuku waved his hands. "Just…someone I can start something of my own with."

Keigo nodded and crouched down. He sat on the edge and swung his legs over the precipice. "You still got time. You're not even thirty yet. We all got time. But…we need to fix this issue first. And I know I'll need your help."

Izuku sighed. "Okay. What is it?"

"Perhaps I can help answer that."

Izuku whipped around. His fists immediately ballsed together at the sound of the Lee heroes voice. His nostrils flared, and his body tensed up like a murderous Viking.

In front of him was a tall man with spiked black hair wearing a leather jacket and tight black jeans. With burns covering his face and stitches across them, he smiled at Izuku with his hands in his pockets.

"Howdy, Izuku," Dabi said.

Izuku charged at the man. Without a moment's hesitation, he slammed his fist into the man's face. A crack emanated from his nose, and Dabi cried out while falling to the ground.

Dabi covered his nose which gushed with blood.

"Owwwwww," Dabi moaned. "What'd ya do that for?"

Dabi yelped when Izuku picked him up by his feet. He lifted up the burnt stick and threw him back into the ground. Again. Again. And again.

Hawks watched with an amused gaze as Izuku beat up Dabi. He was relentless with every smack and kick that he lashed onto the poor man. Seeing the now-quirkless man stomping Dabi into dust was a welcome sight to behold.

"Wait…Izuku-." Dabi stuttered. "I have something to-."

Izuku lifted up Dabi. He turned towards the cliff and prepared to launch him over the edge. Dabi wriggled in his grasp, but Izuku was much stronger than the man just days out of prison. He stepped up to the edge of the cliff and prepared to launch him over.

"What are you doing?" Hawks finally asked.

"I'm beating him up!" Izuku shouted. "What does it look like?"

"I didn't bring him here for you to beat him up," Hawks said.

"Then why are you letting him," Dabi cried.

"To be honest, you deserve it," Hawks said.

Izuku grunted. Then, he heaved Dabi forward and flung him off the cliff. Dabi screamed and tumbled downward through the air. Hawks rolled his eyes and leaped off the edge. His wings fluttered as he sailed out of sight to catch Dabi before he plunged into the ocean.

Izuku Caught his breath while the sounds of Dabi's screams echoed off the rocky cliff. His mind raced with a myriad of scenarios for why he was within his presence. He was out for revenge? Shoto did say that his family and even Katsu could be threatened. Was he trying to start a new organization of villains? For what purpose? Did he simply want to escape prison? If so, who else escaped. Nobody had ever been known to leave, at least not without some insider assistance. Who would be crazy enough to free someone as horrid as Touya Todoroki?

The screams crescendoed when Hawks rose into the air. He cradled Dabi in his arms with the man still screaming. He landed in front of Izuku and dumped him on the ground. His face drenched in blood and throbbing raw skin torn away by Izuku's fist, the lanky man scooted away and fell onto his back.

"Shut up!" Izuku yelled. "Stop screaming so much, you…you…you dumb manatee!"

"Stop trying to beat me up," Dabi flailed his arms around to stop Izuku from approaching him. "And did you just call me a manatee?"

"Touya, stop being a bitch and calm down," Hawks said. "Besides, we need to explain to him what's happening."

"Did you break him out," Izuku shouted at Hawks. "After all he did to us?"

"No, he got out on his own," Hawks said. "And the reason why is the problem."

Dabi sat up and held out his palm. He placed it upright by his face and flexed his wrists a few times. He sighed and dropped his arm back to his side.

"I lost my quirk."

Izuku took a step forward. His lips tightened in a puzzlement that erased his vitriol towards the pathetic looking man. Dabi shunted his eyes to the grass underneath his legs and twirled a strand of grass along his spindly fingers.

"What do you mean lost," Izuku said. "Like you misplaced your quirk or something?"

"I don't know," Dabi said. "One day, I had my quirk. I was connected to that quirk-usage monitor they use in that prison. That's what tells security when you're using it. And then I woke up in the middle of the night a couple weeks ago. The locks on restraints were powered off. At first, I thought it was a glitch. But then I got out of them and tried to use my quirk. But there was this emptiness inside me. Like a flame had been extinguished. I was…I was scared. But I also knew this was my chance. So, I waited until the next day. When we were allowed out for our hour of Rec time, I saw my quirk monitor wasn't working either. So, I waited till everyone was out of sight. And I jumped right into the ocean. It almost killed me, but I swam as hard as I could. I was taken away by the current before any alarm could be made. And before I knew it, I washed up at some beach. Stole a car, found Hawks. And here I am."

Izuku glanced at Hawks for some confirmation. Hawks struggled his hair and blew out a long breath.

"That's not everything," Hawks said. "We've gotten reports from The Syndicate of people losing their quirks. About one per week at this point. Whatever is happening, it's becoming more apparent by the day."

"Does anyone else know," Izuku asked. "And why wasn't I told before?"

"Well, The Syndicate and the Feds thought they could keep it on the down low for a bit," Hawks pulled out his phone and scrolled through it. "But things changed yesterday. And it's only a matter of time before this gets out to the public."

Hawks showed Izuku an image on his phone. Izuku examined it for a moment, then he gasped. His blood drew cold and prickled up his body like a frigid chill freezing his body. His legs shook, and his heart stomped onto his chest when he saw the shocking headlines.

"Pro-Hero Lemillion Found Dead In Alleyway. Drowned In Apparent Suicide."

"No. He won't fall for it. He'll never fall for it."

"Are you kidding? He was oblivious for five years in that fake world!"

"But he knows we are in reality now."

"Yes, but this could be the distraction we need.

"Or the distraction we need…for him."

"Yes, that's what I meant. Thanks for clarifying."

"You're welcome."

"That was sarcasm."

"Okay, so have we feed Keigo the info?"

"Yes, Hawks is already aware."

"Good, so we are ready to go for our plans?"

"Yes, Izuku Midoriya will start teaching at that new school soon. And he will help us with our objective. The Objective. He will help us…whether he wants to or not."

"And we will succeed. By any means necessary."

"Yes. By any means necessary."

"For a fair and just world!"

"For a fair and just world!"

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"By any means necessary."

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