Izuku looked down the ledge of the building he was sitting on as he looked at the night sky as he recalled the progress that he had made up until now.

He's had a few fights with Bakugo which really wasn't what he originally wanted but in a way they seemed to be working to open that stubborn kid's eyes.

He had made great progress with Toga, earning her trust but even with just that he still hasn't been able to stop whatever her trigger to become a villain was, at least now he knows that it's definitely related to her quirk with that, he also had a small theory brewing in his head although it would be hard to prove.

Now, the only other person who he needed to make the next big step…

Izuku jumped down and used float to slow down his descent into the fire escape that was outside of of Shinsous room, he felt a lot less nervous about this talk with him than he felt with Toga since he already knew what was happening and that allowed him to make a much more detailed plan but even when taking in everything into account, another random factor could always enter the equation and ruin it all.

"Hey Remnant" Sinshou warmly greeted him with a smile as he usually did when he came to visit, their relationship had quickly grown as Izuku learned more about his friend than he had in his past life and he helped Shinsou by giving him at least a moment free of the pain and darkness from his home, even if it was with just a small chat he was more than glad he could help.

"Hey kiddo" he answered back with a wave, his hoodie and mask still hid most of his features only his green eyes stood out in the night but even if they met in the street one day he shouldn't be able to recognize him.

His plan for this stage is just to change both of their lives but not change too much about them so that the timeline doesn't change too drastically that it goes out of his control but even so he might be able to move forward a few events.

That is what he is hoping to accomplish today.

Their meeting went as usual, simple questions that one would have every day and yet it seemed like such precious moments to him, he couldn't help but feel sad.

He then looked down at Shinsous arm, at the beginning he would hide with either his covers or long sleeved shirts to hide all the bruise marks he has and the first time he saw them, even if he already knew where they came from, he still asked about it, Shinsou easily lied saying that he had just fallen, Izuku just nodded and moved along.

He asked again and Shinsou said that he had an accident while playing.

He asked again and he just lied.

again.

and again.

and again…

After a while, Izuku decided that if he didn't use a more aggressive approach he would never get a straight answer because for his plan to work he needs him to be willing to talk.

Because his plan is to get him out of that house.

For a case of abuse to be taken to court of course solid proof is needed but if the victim doesn't talk or, in worst cases, goes against the claims, the entire thing could be dropped so he needed to convince him to talk or else everything would be for nothing.

When a pause in the conversation finally came Izuku took his chance and asked as he pointed to the new purple bruise in his wrist "How'd you get that?" Shinsou looked at his wrist and just gave him a bitter smile as he put his hand behind him.

"Oh just uh you know, I just bumped a table and-" "Shinsou, stop lying" Shinsou stopped the moment he heard Izuku's stern tone of voice, a big difference to his usual calm and relaxed one.

"What was it before? You fell down the stairs, you tripped, someone couldn't control their quirk? Shinsou it's obvious you are lying, what is happening?" Shinsou flinched back when he realized that he was finally caught and he didn't know what to do.

"Please kid, I'm your friend and I am worried about you, just let me help you" Izuku insisted, he already had half a foot through the door so all he needed to do was push a little more.

"will you… will you really help me?" Shinsou asked, his voice trembling only moments away from breaking, the sting of pain from the thorns of believing in someone only for him to be let down again and again still stuck deep within his heart.

His blood related parents, from the time they realized what he was capable of looked at him like some kind of monster and avoided him like the plague as they finally abandoned him.

The kids at the orphanage, all of them welcomed him with smiling faces but his damn quirk came in and they all looked at him with fear and disgust, he then spend years under their bullying, sometimes he still has nightmares of the muzzle they would sometimes put on him.

His present family, this has been the most recent but also the one that most hurt, they gave him the glimmer of hope of getting him out of that hell and for a while they did, but it all ended up being a lie, a mask they had put as they then used him to make themselves look better, adopting a poor soul and taking care of them as if they were their own flesh and blood, what a lie, those people didn't even see him as human but as a tool to make themselves seem like a blessed family.

Now, Remnant, a random person that had just stopped by his window and started talking to him, maybe it was the loneliness or the fear of being alone, but he never told them to leave.

Instead, they came back, he knew nothing about them, no name, not their quirk or really anything, yet for some inexplicable reason, he felt calm when they came around, with warm meals that tasted like a warm and lovely home and a soft and welcoming presence, things that had never been in his life and he clung to them like it was a shining silver rope thrown to him as he drowned in a pitch black ocean.

When he looked at the vigilante's green eyes that were filled with worry that was directed at him, for the first time in his life, he couldn't hold back the tears.

His life story poured out of his mouth as if a dam inside him had broken but through it all, Remnant stayed by his side, holding his hand, letting him breath between sobs letting him talk as he gave him an understanding look.

This… this kind of warmth had been all he had been searching for his entire life.

When he finally finished speaking, his chest burned him and it wasn't because of his hard breathing or how long he had talked for, but all the emotions that were finally free from the little box he had kept them, his body still shivering from the outburst but as Izuku softly held his shoulders as he almost seemed like he was going to collapse.

"Thanks for trusting in me Shinsou, I promise you, I'm going to get you out of here" He slowly let go of the tired boys shoulders as he took out his phone "sadly, I'm nothing more than just a street rat so I'm going to have to call a friend for help, don't worry, he's also a hero, he maybe a bit on the outside but nothing more than just a big softie" With that as he left Shinsou to catch his breath as he walked up the fire escape to the roof.

Once he made it back up Nana's ghost appeared beside him as she gave him a warm smile "Real proud of you Izuku" the other vestiges also appeared as they repeated her own words, even his father agreed although reluctantly.

Izuku then looked back down at the phone in his hand as he began to dial the number.

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Aizawa looked down at his phone as it started to buzz, it was an unknown number yet he didn't ignore it like he usually would as he had already gotten used to these late night calls, he hated how they made him seem like a kind of obedient dog but they also made his job easier.

"Alright, where are they Remnant?" Aizawa asked impatiently to the vigilante on the other side of the phono who instead giggled as they had already done this one song and dance multiple times.

"Sorry, mister Aizawa but no villains this time, instead I wanted to ask for a favor" Izuku said as his plan slowly unfolded.

"A favor? Brat you are pushing it too far this time, I won't do some silly thi-" Aizawa was cut off mid sentence by Izuku's voice.

"I'll talk to you and detective Tsukauchi face to face, I'll even answer some of your questions" Aizawa stopped the anger that had started to rise when he heard the offer the vigilante made him, it was really tempting "I won't be giving myself freely up to you so that you can put me in a jail cell but it i'll sure be more information than you have now"

Aizawa couldn't help but gritted his teeth as he heard the vigilante, he only got angry because he was right, they barely knew that he was a young person because of his voice in their calls, they also knew that he must have a large web of connections since he got his private phone number but that's all they had, they didn't know his quirk or possible multiple quirks, hell they didn't even know what his outfit looked like, whoever Remnant was they were almost like a phantom who had appeared of out of nowhere.

But now, the brat had contacted him just to share his own information all in exchange for a favor, this had great pros and cons as they could immediately fall right into his hands for his little game but right now they had nothing so this was their only lead and it came straight from the source, how could he throw a once i a lifetime chance like this.

Aizawa finally clicked his tongue as he answered "Fine but we set the place and no fighting, just answer our questions and we'll do your stupid favor" he then let out an annoyed sigh as he told the vigilante the name of a street that was close to the police station but far enough to not seem suspicious.

If things went wrong and that brat set them up for a trap, they could easily call for reinforcements and get out of it.

Aizawa then swung through the city as he arrived at the department where Tsukauchi works and quickly walked to his office where he watched a blande man who looked like a skeleton with a pale face walk out of it but he didn't pay any attention to it as he pushed the door open.

He was immediately struck by shock and soon after confusion with the scene in front of him.

The entire office was a mess as papers covered in text and different images littered the floor, in the middle of the room a small round table sat with two chairs beside it, one was empty but by the empty cup of coffee in front of it, he could guess that it was not long ago that it had someone sitting in it not long ago, on the other hand, the other chair still had someone he easily recognized as the detective Tsukauchi by his short black hair and he familiar trench suit, beside him was a rather large pile of papers and two cups of what he guessed was coffee mixed with an energy drink.

But what had caught his attention was the large cork board behind him that held multiple images and papers pinned to it, most of them also connected with a long red string.

"Uhh… Tsukauchi, wake up, we've got something to do'' Eraserhead called out to the man who had his head laid on the table, possibly unconscious or in the worst case possible, dead but he doubted that last one.

"ughh…" Tsukauchi groaned as he felt the incoming headache from the past hour and a half finally catching up to him after talking about 'that' 'Eraserhead… sorry I didn't hear you come in, what's wrong?" Tsukauchi then slowly sat back up straight as he sloppily put his hat back on his head.

"It's about Remnant, the kid wants to talk to us, even said they'll answer some of our questions" These words seemed to be some kind of trigger for the detective as they immediately stood up with renewed vigor and quickly pushed Aizawa out the room.

"What are you doing just looking surprised, come on let's move, where are we meeting them!?" the detective asked as they pulled the underground hero like some kind of kid to their parents.

All of this greatly confused Aizawa.

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Izuku waited for the arrival of Eraser and the detective sitting on the ledge of one of the buildings in the street that they had told him to wait for them.

He soon noticed the approaching police car that was definitely breaking the speed limit and as it stopped and parked, from it came out to figures, a very confused and surprised Eraserhead and a rather energized Tsukauchi who looked like a complete opposite of his usual calm and slow persona.

The detective frantically looked around looking for signs of the vigilante, Izuku decided to do them a favor and show himself "Hey" was all he had to say to gain their attention and for them to look up.

In that moment a few more things about the mysterious vigilante became clearer, their black and red colored outfit which hid most of his main traits well and their voice which made them sure that this really wasn't a young adult but a child!

"So you are Remnant… a lot younger than I imagined" the detective said as he burned the image of the vigilante into his mind, Izuku just shrugged.

"Well, you said that you would answer our questions so I hope that you will keep your promise, and don't even think about lying, my quirk allows me to tell when someone is lying" the detective surprisingly started to take the lead in the situation as they pulled out their notebook and a pen.

"First thing, why are you fighting these villains, revenge, a grudge or were you hired by some one?" the detective asked and Izuku almost burst into laughter.

"Oh detective, aren't you overestimating me a little, what reason does someone need to help others?" Izuku instead decided to throw the question back, he already knew how the detective's quirk worked quite well and it had more than a few loopholes to it.

Many, after hearing that he was a living breathing lie detector, would give up the joking and answer directly but that was only a trap he had set for his quirk to work better, the truth is that the truths and lies could easily be swayed.

One loophole was that if one truly believed this to be the truth then the quirk would mark it as truth even if it was a lie, another loophole was that if the person answered back with a question the quirk would not react as they had not answered the question.

Tsukauchi tightened his grip on his pen as his quirk didn't tell him anything, this kids truly must have one amazing web of information to know even his weaknesses but he decided to move on "How did you manage to gain Eraserheads private phone number?"

Izuku only smiled as he answered "He gave it to me" if they could see the smirk on his face, they would explode in anger.

"Truth!?" Tsukauchi turned to look at Aizawa who looked just as surprised as him.

"I never gave you my phone number, I don't even know who you are" Aizawa glared at the vigilante who only looked down at them with an amused look in his eyes.

Tsukauchi moved on as his head only racked for a possible answer and instead took on a much colder expression "Do you have multiple quirks?"

This question itself seemed to lower the temperature around them as the mischievous glimmer in the kids' eyes completely disappeared leaving only cold sharp green eyes that stared daggers through them both.

A heavy weight suddenly appeared in both of the adults' chests as they began to wait for the answer.

The silence only lasted a few more seconds until Izuku finally spoke "Yes" was all he said in a cold sharp tone that made a shiver run down their spine involuntarily.

"...truth…" the detective seemed much more affected by the answer than the sudden fear they had both felt, while Aizawa was trying to figure out why he had felt such pressure from a mere child.

"If that is all, then I believe it's my turn" Izuku then used blackwhip to take the notebook and pen from Tsukauchi and began to write the street and house where Shinsou lived "My friend, a kid named Shinsou, is stuck in an abusive household and as much as I would like to get him out of there myself, I don't have any way to get it into court instead I'll ask this favor to you, get him out of there and into a better family, that's all I am asking"

He then gave back the notebook for them to look at the address "just… that?" Aizawa asked rather confusedly, this was a rather simple request and yet they put so much importance into it, it confused him greatly.

"Well, that's all for our deal, so I'll see you again later Aizaw-" Izuku was stopped in his tracks when Tsukauchi called out to him.

"One last question, are you connected to AFO?" Tsukauchi asked, his hands trembling as he said the acronym, Aizawa could only look at him in confusion as he didn't know what the three letters meant yet with his reaction, the detective knew he had hit the mark.

Izuku slowly turned to look at the detective, finally letting out a bit of his contained bloodlust which was more than enough to freeze the detective in place and to cause Aizawa to get into a battle stance instinctively.

Izuku's eyes were empty and cold, showing no emotion to those adults as if they were nothing more than ants to him and with a monotone and cold voice, he answered "Yes"

In a burst of red electricity, Izuku jumped away, leaving the hero and detective duo in shock and slight fear as they got a slight glimpse of what truly was beneath the mask.

Aizawa couldn't take his eyes of the disappearing red lighting that stood out in the dark night, meanwhile Tsukauchi had brought out his phone in a panic almost dropping it as he called one of the saved numbers in it, only a few seconds passed before the familiar weak voice of Toshinori cae through the speakers "Tsukauchi, why are you calling me we just talked no to long ago, did something happen becau-"

"Toshi, just listen, please fuck… he… he is still alive" the detective said in a panic as his heart had yet to stop beating from the terrfying encounter, cold sweat runing down his back as all of his theories and fears were confirmed.