Just to his luck, he was lost.

Really lost.

Izuku had wanted to go to the arcade with him, but the GPS led him to a dead end. Olly paced around a few times in that area before finally moving on. He was in an area he didn't know, and had no idea how to leave it. He had now lost trust in the GPS, so that wasn't an option for him anymore.

"Okay, this is fine...You're just lost in what looks like the bad part of the city with an untrustworthy navigation system and it's veering towards evening."

He looked at his phone screen again. He typed in the name of the arcade and ran the directions again. They led him right back to the alleyway.

"Alright...this is getting a little suspicious now-"

Just as he finished that statement, something blocked his view. He grabbed at it, only to get his face covered further to the point he couldn't breathe.

He was sure he had fainted, since when he finally began to stir, a bag was torn from his head. He could feel his hair was a mess.

"Hello there, Olly Shokunin," a honeyed voice greeted.

"Who are you? How do you know my name, is the better question."

"I've been with you for a while. You seem pretty powerful..."

"Don't ignore me! Who are you, and why did you tie me to a chair?"

"You can call me Mind Weaver, thank you."

"Wait, Midoriya told me about you!" Olly froze. "I recognize that voice...Y-you...!"

He came into view. His coin grey hair was messy, which framed his azure blue eyes that pierced Olly's soul in a worrisome way. His beige skin tone was interrupted on his bare chest and arms with azure tattoos. His white dress shirt was tucked into his slate blue jeans, two black belts around his waist and one on his right leg. His boots matched the belts, they also being black.

He brushed a hand under Olly's head, forcing Olly to make eye contact with him. "So that's what you look like. Curious indeed...I would have never thought you would have a transformation Quirk. But, you are from another world, no? A world where freaks like you are unwanted?"

Olly tore his head away from him. "And who told you that I am? A mole? Were you really so low as to spy on me?"

"Of course not," Mind Weaver agreed. His eyes and tattoos began glowing. "I read your thoughts."

Olly could clearly hear him, despite his mouth not moving to the words he spoke. "I knew it was you when I heard your voice. You made me think down on myself? What a cheap trick."

"Not quite," he said calmly, grabbing a TV remote and flipping on the TV that hung on the wall. "You made the news, King Olly."

"Don't call me th-" Before he could finish, Mind Weaver grabbed his face aggressively and forced him to watch.

"The person who was robbing the shop had gotten caught when his lackeys told the police. Here is some footage of the scene that followed, caught from the store's security cameras."

The screen changed to show the inside of the jewelry store. The man that tried to capture Olly crashed through the front doors, the entire wall crumbling down. Olly tried to look away as he saw a bit of his Giga form on the camera, and closed his eyes when the robber had shot at him. Mind Weaver turned the television off, smirking.

"I like it when people get what they deserve."

Olly let his hair block his peripheral view, as he could still hear the news in his mind and wished to not see the television at that moment. "What do you mean? You like seeing me suffer?" Olly felt a little unhinged because of the messy status of his hair, and his incredibly violent impulse to stab Mind Weaver in the heart. Fortunately, the latter could never happen as Mind Weaver had confiscated his sword when he captured him.

"No, I like seeing those low-life villain wannabes suffer. I just used you, and I want to use you again."

"Why me? Can't you use Izuku? What about Bakugou?"

"You have a power beyond them. You have complete control over this realm, along with your own. With my help, you can become the most powerful of them all! You can remove of every last one of them."

"I will never help somebody like you! You clearly didn't see enough of my thoughts if you thought I would even consider joining you!"

"Oh, I knew that. You'll change your mind after this, trust me." He grabbed Olly's face again. "Plus it's nice seeing struggle. Especially from the likes of you."

Before Olly could break free from the ropes, he tossed him into some sort of glass dome. There was a loud slam, which Olly could tell was a door or a hatch closing. A green light under him flickered to life. He banged his fist against the glass.

"Let me out! This won't change anything about my decision, Mind Weaver!"

"Oh, I haven't shown you the worst yet." He sat on a chair and rolled it closer to what looked like a control panel. He flicked on a switch and Olly could feel a painful shock traveling through his body. He screamed. "See? It's cute when they suffer."

"Stop this! It hurts!"

"It's no use, unless you change your mind."

"Let me out! Let me out!" He banged against the glass a few more times.

"It's no use!" A bubbly woman's voice sang. "That's unbreakable!"

Her hair was a lovely pink, and her red clothing hugged her hourglass figure. Her eyes matched the color of her hair, being a shade darker. Her half-top and short skirt bore the symbol and pattern of fire. She was fair-skinned. What made Olly shudder was the fact you could see her muscle and veins through her palms, which held small holes in the center of them. She winked.

"What do you think of my dome? Pretty strong, right?"

Olly could feel tears building up in his eyes.

"Aww! Look at him cry! So sad!" She poked the dome mockingly. "I'm Fireball."

"And the electricity is mine!" A male's voice called.

His blond hair hung to his waist, the longest part being a tone darker than the rest. His outfit looked like it was made of rubber, but it was still yellow. His red and green eyes held a sort of power inside them, although Olly couldn't tell what it was he was sensing.

He saluted Olly. "The name's Control Freak, because I live to control the elements!" His hand sparked. "Oho, your Vellumentals will love me!"

Olly kicked the glass. "You're just going to kill me like a coward?!"

"No, not kill. We don't kill those we like. This is just an interrogation tactic." Mind Weaver remained calm, Olly being unable to look past his emotionless face.

Olly felt the electricity traveling through his body; through his veins. He noticed Control Freak flinch away from the dome.

"Yes, be scared. Once I'm out of here, you'll all be 'interrogated' too." Olly had no control over his words, and he could feel himself growing distant from his senses. He knew what was going on.

Giga Olly was about to rage, and it wasn't going to be pretty.

"What's he doing?" Control Freak asked, concerned. "Are you sure this is unbreakable?"

"I'm sure," Fireball responded. "Hey, Mind Weaver? He's going giant on us."

"Oh, looks like he'll crush himself to death. I guess our business with him is finished then."

Olly was indeed running out of space when he noticed a seam on the bottom of the dome. He could hardly move, but managed to line his leg up with the seam.

He made aggressive eye contact with Mind Weaver. "Run."

He kicked the seam with all of his strength. The dome shattered, the glass spreading all across the floor.

"How did he do that?!"

Mind Weaver smiled. "See? That's why you'll work great with us."

Olly grabbed him and slammed him against the wall. "I said I'll kill you, Mario! I mean-argh!" He shook his head, holding it with his free hand. "Whatever. I told you to run, and you didn't," he growled. "Now you can see the true power of origami for yourself!"

Mind Weaver chuckled, which turned to maniacal laughter. "Kill me? You're even a worse villain than they say I am!" A small stream of blood came from his mouth as Olly began crushing him against the wall.

"Shut it!" He folded his free hand into a sword and pointed it at Mind Weaver's face, poking it against his nose.

"You and I aren't so different, Olly! After all, you destroyed all of our hard work to get what you wanted."

Olly peered over his shoulder at the broken glass. Control Freak and Fireball had both been shoved aside, Control Freak lying on the ground with a beam stabbing through his arm. His gaze met back with Mind Weaver.

"And let's not forget to mention that thing with your father-"

"Leave him out of this!" Olly shoved him further into the wall, creating a crater within it.

"But listen to me," Mind Weaver continued, "we went through a lot. I can help you, not like those people you call your 'friends.'"

"But they...they are."

"They aren't. They're just using you for your naivety. They say you can do great things there, but you can't. You need first-hand lessons in order to learn, Olly. That's something that school could never give you."

Izuku had finally entered at that moment, Fireball immediately grabbing him from behind and pinning him down. She forced him to watch.

"And your so-called friend can watch you finally join the right side. The side that actually will do something about those villains," Mind Weaver told.

Olly looked at Izuku, being held down by Fireball. Control Freak came over to him, electricity charged between his hands.

"Hold still, Izuku," he threatened.

"And you can see what happens to those who fight against us," Mind Weaver explained.

"Izuku?!"

Control freak slapped his hands onto Izuku's head and body, sending electricity through the future hero.

"No, stop!" Olly dropped Mind Weaver, returning to his normal size. He attempted to pull Control Freak's hands away. "You'll kill him!"

"That's the point! We only kill those we don't like, which is those people who call themselves 'heroes' and 'villains!'"

"Hero?" Olly let go of Control Freak's arms. "Izuku's a...hero? And he didn't tell me?"

"See?" Mind Weaver placed a hand on Olly's shoulder, motioning his other hand to Izuku. "He didn't even tell you what kind of school you were going to. How can you trust a liar like him? If you come with me, I promise I will never lie to you." His eyes and tattoos glew again. "Has he ever promised you anything? Has he ever even said anything nice to you, like when I admitted you were much stronger than me? Did he even care to learn anything about you? Do you know if he cares about y-"

Olly shoved him back. "Stop. Stop! That's my friend! You're such a liar!" He forced Control Freak from Izuku. "I don't care if he cares for me!"

Izuku stirred a bit.

"But I still won't let you kill him!"

"Fine then. Control Freak, you now have permission to kill the king."

"Heheh, finally." He fired as much electricity as he could handle at Olly, who took accepted his fate.

Izuku pushed off the floor enough to see when the electricity stopped. Olly stood, unmoving, arms still spread wide. Smoke floated from him.

"How did you not die?! That was more than I could handle!"

"You fools," he panted. "You forgot one thing about me."

Izuku saw his eye begin to glow, the same purple glow coming from his left hand.

"I only keep getting more powerful the more you try to fight me."

"What the-" Fireball began before being kicked off of Izuku.

Izuku saw a purple fire form from the glow on his hand. Curious, he continued to watch. Olly jumped over Control Freak when he tried to tackle him. Olly grabbed him by the hair and tossed him into the wall. The beam stabbed him in the other arm now, making him unable to use either of them.

"Stay back," Olly commanded the remaining two.

"How dare you!" Fireball clapped her hands together and brought them apart, red-hot glass forming between them.

Olly took no hesitation to grab her arms and force them behind her. He forced her hands together as the glass cooled, sealing her hands together, and kicked her over.

"What...?" Izuku gasped. "Olly? What are you doing? What's come over you?"

Olly rushed to his sword, which sat on display on the wall. Mind Weaver, however, punched Olly in the side of the face. The fire went out, and the glow diminished a bit.

"You really don't want to do this," Mind Weaver warned. "You've already done enough." He adjusted his stance. "But I'll battle, if a fight is what you seek."

"Oh, shut up. You talk too much."

"What? Now that's just rude."

Olly grabbed his collar and tossed him aside. He grabbed the hilt of his sword and attempted to pull it off the wall. He set his hand ablaze again and melted the glass that held it in place. He whipped around, his sword pointed right between the eyes of his enemy. He calmly walked forwards, backing Mind Weaver into a wall.

"This is but a taste of my power. Do you yield?"

"I would never." The azure patterns lit up once more. His eyes glew purple instead.

"You were neglected. Forgotten."

Mind Weaver's eyes returned to normal. "How did you...?"

The fire went out in a small puff of smoke and held out his hand. "I guess we are similar, in a way. I'm sorry you went through that, honestly. But I can help you! You won't have to feel neglected anymore. What do you say?"

He accepted Olly's hand, and Olly smiled. He dug a knife deep into Olly's gut and tossed the king aside.

"You are an idiot to think I would ever join you after you betrayed my offer." He grabbed the sword from Olly's grasp and pointed it towards Izuku. "And now it's your turn. Say goodnight."

He held the sword high above his head, aiming to behead Izuku. Olly grabbed his leg, throwing off his balance and aim, so he cut Izuku's hair a few inches shorter instead.

"Why are you so determined to save this child?!"

"He...saved me..." Olly said, panting. His eyes were glowing faintly. "So I...must save...him too..."

That bought Izuku enough time to charge up a powerful attack and punch Mind Weaver directly in the gut, sending him flying into the wall just as police sirens blared and the flashing lights illuminated the area. Mind Weaver had dropped the sword, and was now unconscious in the ground.

"Olly! Are you okay?" He rushed to the king and helped him stand. "Olly, don't you dare pull that out!"

Olly ignored him and yanked the knife free from his gut. His shirt and purple sleeveless sweater were stained with blood. Olly tossed the knife aside and held out his hands. His hair fluffed out for a second, then fell back down. Izuku noticed the blood flow stopped.

"Remind me to never heal a knife injury ever again...I think that hurt worse than the wound..."

"Heal?!"

Olly nodded. "I can heal my injuries, but it takes a little for me to do it again. Depending on how bad the injury, it'll take longer to be able to do it again..."

"That was so dangerous!"

"Huh? What was?"

Izuku froze. "You mean you don't remember?"

"Last I remember was passing out after I was zapped half to death! I wonder how that knife got there..."

Police officers spilled into the area and began handcuffing the villains. One came over to Izuku and Olly. "Thank you," she said. "We've been after their trail for a while, but they were clever and kept giving us false leads."

"Don't thank me!" Izuku said.

"Don't be modest," Olly said with a smile.

"My friend here found them."

"I was technically kidnapped-"

Izuku interrupted him. "If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have been here!"

"Izuku stopped him-"

"Olly defended me with his life!"

"That's true."

"Well, thank you both."