Purge the weak... become the hunter...
"We have an intruder! Take her down before she discovers our operation!"
Show them no mercy... Relish in their pain and suffering...
A hail of bullets and more than a dozen quirks released in quick succession, ready to finish off the unknown threat. One by one they are cut down by swift, calculating and unrelenting strikes.
"WHAT THE HELL!? COME ON YOU IDIOTS, WE NEED TO TAKE HER DOWN BEFOR-"
A goon's ranting quickly becomes a gargled mess as his throat becomes no more than a gaping hole, its contents bursting out around the hard concrete floor. Not unlike the others, each one of their worthless lives are extinguished in the same manner. Either by quirk, weapon or by her own hands she makes sure that each kill was confirmed.
Bask in the chaos of carnage and slaughter of those who dare take advantage...
With each passing moment the morale of the scummy, law-breaking worms wanes, their confidence turning into shock. Their shock into fear.
Fear... into unrelenting dread.
"F-FUCK THIS, MAN! I AIN'T WILLING TO DIE FOR THIS SHIT!"
"WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!"
"BOSS WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE! WE NEED TO ESCAPE BEFORE SH-"
That was as far as another goon would say his words before a large blade pierces through the door of the boss's office, as the blade also pierces through the man's heart. The boss and the other two lackeys barely had time to register what had occurred before the blade suddenly retracts back in, letting the body drop. This was followed by a massive kick that ripped the door off its hinges. The boss lunges himself out the way.
"WH-URK!"
One of the lackeys were unfortunate enough to stand in between the door and the table, as the sheer force of the impact broke his spine in two before collapsing. The other rushes in to intercept but before he can even lay a hand on her, she quickly headbutts him. The lackey is knocked back in a daze, failing to register the blade that soon relived his head from his body.
If I am to be a monster, then I shall be a monster that preys on the wicked.
The boss, now a quivering mess begins to move away from the person who dispatched many of his men with ease. A green haired woman, her clothes bathed with the blood of her enemies gaze on him with dilated, hardened eyes. Her smile, however...
"P-please! I give you anything! You want money? Power? I can give it to you!"
Her smile widens, if that's even possible.
"Anything?"
"Y-yes! Anything!", the boss says with a nervous smile.
His smile quickly fades as she raises her blade with malicious intent.
"THEN GIVE ME YOUR BEST SCREAMS!"
"NOOOOO-!"
BEEPBEEP! BEEPBEEP!
"ZZZZZ-*SNRK*-HUH?WHUH?"
Inko's dream quickly becomes interrupted with the blaring sound of the alarm clock. As she tries to get her bearings she looks at her clock, showing that it was already 6:30 in the morning.
"Ugh...Why is it when I get a good dream going, I wake up? I swear..."
Wearing only a tank top and panties, she quickly untangles herself from her bedsheets before sitting up on her bed, the alarm clock still blaring.
BEEPBEEP! BEEPBEE-!
Inko quickly slams her fist on the clock to stop the noise, only to find that she accidentally bashed her clock beyond repair. That and her nightstand has now split in two.
'AGH! Dammit, that was 14,000 Yen I just wasted! Of all the rotten luck!'
With her morning already going to a rocky start, she begrudgingly heads towards the closet to get her clothes. Afterwards she shuffles out of her room into the bathroom to take a bath.
If it is not noticeable already, it should be noted that Inko Midoriya is, in fact, NOT a morning person. However, she does enjoy the relative quiet of the little time she has before her son wakes up. She really loves her son more than anything, but it's also nice to have some time for yourself once in a while.
Which is why she takes a bit longer than usual to clean herself up, making sure to take extra care of her body. In one spot in particular- that is her scar where the lower abdomen is- she makes sure to scrub carefully there.
That was when I gave birth you, my little Izuku...
With the birth of her son, she never thought there would be another moment where she would be filled with joy. While it wasn't something that she initially wanted, it felt good to be mother. It felt good to love someone and to care for them. She also realized that it felt even better to protect what was hers.
And I will make sure nothing happens to him...
With that final thought, she finished up her bath. There was still some time before she had to leave, so she made sure to make some breakfast for Izuku before she left for work.
"Iiiiizzuuuukuuuu~! Time for breakfast~!"
She hears a loud crashing noise from his room, announcing his presence.
"I'm up! I'm up! I'd Like those eggs scrambled like always!"
Inko let out a small giggle at her son's antics. He never fails to make her smile.
"Sure thing honey. Just make sure to take a bath first before you eat okay?"
" 'kay Mom!"
From morning till night, the Midoriyas are always without a dull moment.
When one is studying at a prestigious HERO school such as UA, one would normally expect to receive heroics training as soon as possible. While that sounds like a doozy and a half, it is also highly unrealistic. When you go to school, do you take gym before math or science? Of course not! Which is why it is very important to know that while you can learn to fight villains, you would also have to learn how to read between the lines of a 250-page lawsuit against a landlord for destruction of property.
What? You think that everything gets fixed up with some sort of quirk? Maybe, but then the one doing it will demand to get paid. That means that math is now involved. This is the type of example that the Japanese government comes up with in order to explain why students should waste half their day learning all the essential subjects.
Fortunately, with the power of fanfic bullshittery we can quickly skim past that and move towards lunchtime, where we find our lovable green idiot chowing down on another mountain of food courtesy of the hero Lunch-Rush, along with Mei, who is currently using her screwdriver as a utensil.
"*NOM NOM NOM* You know, Mei-*MUNCH*- at first I thought the food was going to be nothing more than-*BURRRP!*- slop on a tray but-*CRUNCH!*- that Lunch-Rush hero really knows what he's doing!"
"I know!- *MUNCH! MUNCH!*- The last time I had something this good- *HIC!*- was when I was at your place! Your mom makes a really great katsudon!"
While they both continue with their conversation and meal, the rest of 1-A (as well as a good chunk of the other classes) remain baffled on the amount of food and utter lack of manners.
"Jeez, I get that Lunch-Rush makes great food, but do they really need to pig out like that?", wonders Jiro.
"With how much and how fast they are eating, I would be surprised if they weren't somehow related to Fat Gum.", says Momo, feeling a bit inadequate for some reason.
"Maybe their quirks have to do with it? I know some people that have quirks that require a lot of energy just to maintain it *ribbit*", says Tsu.
"I guess, but that still doesn't excuse them for not bothering with table manners"
Suddenly a loud voice startles the class as they quickly look over to Mei pointing her greasy screwdriver at them.
"HEY! TABLE MANNERS ARE NOTHING MORE THAN A HINDERANCE TO MY GOALS! FOOD IS ONLY FUEL, AND SLEEP IS ONLY MAINTAINANCE FOR THE MIND! I WILL NOT BE DRAGGED DOWN BY CHEAP, INSIGNIFICANT SOCIAL DOGMA!"
"What the hell does any of that mean!?"
Izuku looks out from his still large pile of food, his face equivalent to that of a puffed up chipmunk. Quickly he swallows his food before responding with a wide smile.
"What my partner in crime is trying to say Bae-Pods is that she doesn't care and to deal with it. Trust me, you're not the first to try it."
"Okay then, but was there really any need to be so loud about it? You're causing a scene *ribbit*", says Tsu.
"Hey she's just being passionate about it. I for one love her enthusiasm." Some of his classmates did not like that response, especially a certain rule-abiding four eyes.
"Being passionate? If anything she's being disrespectful! As students of UA we must uphold the standards and expectations that our predecessors set before us! All you are doing is making a mockery of this great educational institution."
Izuku's eyes widen in response before looking back at Mei, "Wow, not even the end of the month and already rubbing people the wrong way. I think I'm starting to like this place already."
"Well please don't get yourself expelled anytime soon okay? I still need to have my guinea pig around for my experiments."
"Yeah yeah, don't get your overalls in a twist, ok scope-eyes?"
Iida was horrified to say the least.
"Experiments!? Are you really willing to put one of your classmates and close friend in harms way in the way of progress!?"
"Of course! I already got his permission so don't worry about it." says Mei, "Also since were on the same page here..."
Mei got up and went to sit right next to Iida, who slightly leaned back with some apprehension. Mei positioned herself so that she would face him, head propped up by arm while looking at him with a deep stare and a lofty smirk on her face.
"U-uhm, i-is there something you need Hatsume?", asks Iida feeling a bit intimidated. The others at the table seem to be confused as to what was going on. Izuku, being the helpful idiot he is decides to finish Mei's half of the food. Mei to her credit ignores it and hums in amusement.
"Juust wondering about something here. You're related to that Igenium guy, right?"
"Y-yes, I am his younger brother but how did-"
"So that means that you both have similar quirks right?"
"That's correct, except it's on my legs but what does that have to do with-"
"And what you have are engines on your legs right?"
"Yes but-"
Everyone was suddenly caught off guard as she then leaned into him, latching on to his arm and pressing her figure against him. Iida for his part found her boldness too much for comfort as he stiffened up in surprise. However, it was nothing compared to what she said next.
"Then how about we both head to the workshop, big guy? I can put those legs to work while make some babies together."
Then the place just absolutely exploded. Like holy mother of god, even the author himself did not see this coming.
"WHAT!?"
"RIBBIT!?"
"OH MY GOODNESS, HOW SCANDOLOUS!"
"WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK DID I JUST HEAR!?"
"PFFFTHAHAHAHA! MEI YOU ABSOLUTE MAD WOMAN YOU ARE BOLD! KUDOS!"
Now being absolutely overwhelmed by a sea of emotions, Iida decided that it was time to reboot the pirated Windows 95 software he calls a brain-THUD!- and slumped over the table into unconsciousness.
It was then and there when they realized that the friend of their unhinged classmate was, in fact, a technophile. From now on, every visit made to the workshop will forever haunt Iida as he would now be subjected to endless jokes about Mei giving him a "tune up" job. It was made worse when Mei soon called him "Quickie" every time they met together.
And Izuku will forever deny that he suggested the name to her till the end of time. Overall, a good start to the new school life.
When Inko first got a call from the principal a while back she was only slightly worried. She knew how much trouble her son would be to those who haven't know him for long; in fact, she absolutely expected him to receive some sort of disciplinary action during the first month of school. However, she knew that nothing bad would happen
Unlike the spineless and utterly incompetent staff she had to keep herself from doing any bodily harm to in Aldera, the staff in UA were utmost professionals. While not perfect as they were heroes before they became educators, they knew the concept of nurturing and teaching the future generation as is their duty and would not shy away in helping students in need. Those in Aldera on the other hand... already have their names and personal information stored away in a black notebook hidden in her room.
When Izuku told her of his plans to enter UA in the business course, she was estatic and fully supportive of her son in becoming a businessman (or nightclub owner, as he would put it). In fact she planned to celebrate a bit early with a bit of katsudon with Emi, her son and his friends.
Everything was going great, but then came the announcement.
Izuku is going to the hero course. They wanted him to join the hero course. Him, a hero. They want to drag him into the hero course. They want to drag her darling baby boy into danger. They want her son to suffer at the hands of filthy, disgusting, woRTHLESS PIECES OF TRASH THAT PLAUGES THIS GODFORSAKEN WORLD THAT DESERVE NOTHING LESS THAN CRUEL AND EXCRUSCIATING-!
Obviously this was not said out loud, with only a much lighter cry of surprise directed at Emi for not telling her sooner.
This had greatly given her no small amount of stress, and had to keep herself from actively trying to murder some random thug off the streets. It wasn't until the incident during the exams when she voiced her displeasure of her son being in the hero course.
Unfortunately it seemed that she let out a bit too much of killing intent, because the teachers suddenly became more guarded than they expected. Once she saw the looks on their faces, she knew that she messed up.
She was hiding something, and she let them know it. Thankfully, it was clear in their mind they shouldn't try to find out what she was hiding. Everyone knew it.
Apparently, everyone knew except the principal. Or maybe he did knew, but didn't care and dug deeper regardless, which is why she is now in the principals office while Principal Nezu was making tea.
"I would like to thank you Mrs. Midoriya for taking the time out of your busy day to speak to me. I would have contacted you earlier before the semester began, but there were a few pressing issues that needed to be addressed before hand", said Nezu
"I understand, Principal. It must seem a lot to take care of so many students, especially when they are just getting to that age where they need to think more of their future. Although when you called me to let me know about what had happened with Izuku, I can't help but feel a bit apprehensive about what exactly they are learning for their future." replied Inko.
"Haha! I can assure you that while we do provide self-defense as well as other offensive lessons for heroism, we do not condone any needless violence nor do we encourage it."
"Glad to hear it. Now then, what was it you wanted to speak to me about exactly?"
"Well, as you may have already noticed there was a discrepancy when it came to your son's enrollment. When the application came to my office I had full intention of having him enroll into the business course, regardless of potential. However..."
The smile on Nezu's face was gone, now frowning in concern.
"It appears that something-or someone-decided to alter the forms so that he would enroll in heroics."
"WHAT!?"
SLAM! Inko slammed her fists onto the table, leaving a small crack down the middle. Her face contorted into barely concealed rage as she forced herself to keep her composure. She took deep breaths, letting the raging fire simmer until it was just as small of that of a candle. Nezu to his credit kept quiet, letting her cool off while he sipped his tea. After a few minutes she took one last exhale before continuing the conversation.
"*Sighhhh*...I'm...I'm sorry for my outburst, Mr. Principal. I didn't mean to explode like that. It's not your fault." says Inko
"I'm afraid I also have to share part of the blame, Mrs. Midoriya. Whoever made the changes were able to bypass our security system, and were able to leave no trace whatsoever. We have been careless, and now I have deal with the fact that one of our students may be in danger because of it."
"Still, I'm sure that you are able to provide protection regardless of the security breach. This is a hero school after all, so I doubt that they would attempt any attack with that many pro heroes in one place."
"That is certainly a deterrent, I will concede on that. However this presents another problem."
Inko was confused. "And what would that be?"
"When the changes were made, this coincided with a large influx of applications that turned out to be either poorly made or downright fraudulent. This caused the enrollment process to slow down because we had to weed out the fake from the genuine. At first I believed that this was just to distract the staff while the changes were made, but then I realized that there might have been another motive for doing so."
'Wow, I would have been crying in exasperation in doing all that paperwork' thought Inko, 'trying to skim hundreds, even thousands of forms, would be exhausting. It's almost as if... as if...'
Her eyes widened as she came to a realization.
"It's as if they're finding a needle in a haystack..."
"Precisely." said Nezu, "It appears that the purpose of that stunt was to install a few spies in our network, and therefore leak information to whoever they work for."
"And you're saying that you can't guarantee that they would be protected, because there is a chance that it might be one of the students?"
"Not just students, but the staff as well. While we are able to prevent any spies to be in the faculty as staff, the same cannot be said of the students. Furthermore there is also the possibility that they would learn about both the students and the teachers themselves. This means that in the case that UA does get attack, they have the initiative. It might not mean much, but it may also mean the difference between life and death."
Inko threw her hands up in exasperation, "Ok then. There are spies UA, my son is in danger and there is nothing we can do about it without them wising up and taking drastic measures. Does that sum everything up?"
Nezu didn't react, taking the sarcasm in stride, " Yes that does about sums it all up quite nicely. However, there is a solution that we can pursue for the time being. This is where you come in."
Inko was caught off guard with this statement, giving Nezu a confused look.
"Excuse me? I don't mean to disrespect you or anything but I don't see where this has to do with me apart form my son's situation."
"On the contrary... I believe that you may be of great help to us, Green Emerald."
Inko almost felt her heart stop. She cannot believe what she just heard from the damn rat.
"W-what...what the hell did you just call me?", she growled
"Please do not misunderstand, ma'am. I am not here to detain you or to interrogate you. I only need your hel-."
He was barely able to finish his sentence when suddenly his small form was snatched up by Inko, her hand wrapped tightly around his neck cutting of circulation. Her rage returned twofold, her speech filtered through clenched teeth.
"And what kind of 'help' do you want from someone like me? If you knew as much as you think you do, then you know that I don't take orders from anyone. I also don't appreciate how you think that you've got me by the proverbial balls by knowing who I am. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't just put you down like a rodent along with these so called 'heroes' you got under you."
Nezu squirmed from her grip, struggling to make a sound as he puts his paws on her hand to alleviate some of the pain.
"B-because-*HACK!* I c-can help you from-mm-*COUGH*-losing your son to-*HNNGH*- All for One!"
A few seconds of silence pass before Nezu was immediately released, landing on the couch and coughing violently. He looked at her, thinking that she may have been hit with surprise and dread when the name came up.
Only to realize that she was more confused than anything, her head tilted as she tried to figure out how it was a problem.
"Wait? Is that what this is about?" asked Inko, " You're telling me all that plotting and inside-jobbing was coming from him?"
" I err.. yes?" says Nezu with the biggest 'da fuq?' he could muster.
" Ohhhh... well dammit, why didn't you say so!? If that's the case, then that's just him trying to keep an eye out for Izuku. Well... that and he may try to kill All-Might as well, but lately he's been kind of... hesitant maybe? He told me something about 'wanting to see shit go down' or whatever what means."
Okay, this was not supposed to happen. He expected to be hit, for her to have some sort of mental breakdown or something along those lines. Hell, he was half-expecting her to kill him she realized he knew her secret. He was fully prepared to enact many of his contingency plans to make sure he prevented that and that she joined up with them.
But having her breathe a sigh of relief when she heard about ALL FOR ONE of all people to be one behind this, and admitting that she knows about his plans to kill All-Might with a straight face?
How the hell can he plan for something so absurd!?
"Wait...you mean to tell me that you know ALL FOR ONE!?", asks Nezu trying so hard not to believe what was happening.
Inko looked at him as if HE was stupid, " Of course I know him! I mean, if you already knew about me then you should've have known about our marriage right?"
Okay, what the hell is with these curveballs today!? Was there some sort of memo that was missed today or something!?
Inko quickly sat back down and made herself comfortable today, deliberately ignoring the horrified expression on his face he had at the moment.
" Okay, so... what do you need me to do?"
Nezu the rat has nibbled the cheese, and now he's stuck to deal with whatever disaster he gets trapped in. Looks like the detective might get a new drinking buddy soon.
Hellos Hellos, Kalbern here!
Okay! It may have taken me a bit longer that I would've have been comfortable with but nevertheless here it is! A bit on the short side, but let's just say that these past few months have been... heavy for me.
I apologize for bringing the mood down a bit, but let me just thank you for finding the time to read this little story of mine. I have things to take care of IRL, and this is just a hobby of mine to help break the monotony from time to time.
I assure you that I will make up for it the next time I post a chapter. In the meantime, I hope this chapter helps in making your day just a little bit better.