Shoto stood at the window in his apartment, looking down at the street, far below. He saw Reiko and Izuku, in urgent conversation.

He stepped over to a telescope that's pointed out over the park. He swung it down into position, to look at them.

Through the telescope lens, he saw Reiko and Izuku, talking urgently, Izuku explaining things, comforting her, touching her arm, pleading Shoto's case on his behalf.

Reiko listened and then hugged Izuku, casually like she would a brother—but that's not how Shoto saw it.

Through the lens the other way, Shoto's enormous eye watched them, the embracing "couple" reflected in his glassy pupil. The eye widened, jealousy was born.

Xxx

The Daily Bugle Had a front page picture of Deku and Endeavor, doing battle atop the Goblin Glider, next to the headline:

Deku, Endeavor Terrorize City!

Down on the corner of the page, where a tiny photo credit was printed, under the picture:

Photo by Izuku Midoriya

IN JAMESON'S OFFICE:

In Jameson's Office, The paper crumpled, revealing the face of Jonah Jameson, proudly chewing a cigar in his office. (By the way, on the wall behind Jameson is a framed photograph of a handsome young astronaut.)

Izuku Midoriya stood opposite him- he was nervous.

"You like that, "Endeavor?" Jameson grinned. "Made it up myself. Ever since Deku, they all gotta have a name. HOFFMAN! Call the patent office and copyright the name Endeavor! I want a quarter every time somebody says it!"

"Deku wasn't terrorizing the city, he was trying to save it!" Izuku protested. "How could you say that, it's libel!"

"What are you, his lawyer?" Jameson shot back.

"It's slander!" Izuku cried.

"So let him sue me," Jameson said carelessly. "and get rich like a normal person, that's what makes this country GAAAACK!"

That "Gack" was because a long, steely claw had suddenly wrapped around Jameson's throat and squeezed. Jameson's whole body lifted up into the air, Izuku gasped and leapt back, Jameson choked for breath-and Shigaraki climbed through the open window of Jameson's office! He made sure they could see that everything he touched dissolved into dust. Hands were gripping every bit of him. His hands, without touching, went around Jameson's throat. Terrified, no one in the room moved.

Jameson managed to choke out a few words. "Who... are you?!

"I am Tomura Shigaraki. Where is Izuku Midoriya?" the villain snarled.

Izuku's eyes widened. He froze. Jameson choked, gasped, couldn't get words out. His face was turning crimson. He gestures- put me down.

Shigaraki released his throat, banged Jameson back down on the floor, one arm still wrapped around his torso to hold him there.

Izuku's hand went instinctively to his shirt, under which he wore his Deku costume- but where to change? He made a move for the door, but another villain, one made of mist, reached it first, slammed it shut, locked it against the people who were racing up to it from outside. "Continue, Tomura."

"Midoriya, I said!" Shigaraki repeated. "The photographer who took the picture! Where is he?!"

"He isn't here!" Jameson surprisingly lied. "He's a free-lancer, we don't even know where he lives!"

SMACK! Shigaraki kicked the table. The hands went back around Jameson's throat and another villain, this one dressed in black, grabbed hold of his phalum. Squeezed.

"You're lying."

Jameson opened his mouth, no words came out.

Izuku took a deep breath. He knew what he had to do.

"I'm Izuku Midoriya."

Immediately, all four villains in the room, pivoted to Izuku. There was Shigaraki, all decked out in hands. Kurogiri, made of smoke and mist. Twice, twitching and in a mask. And Spinner, a guy who looked like a lizard.

Shigaraki released Jameson and he collapsed to the carpet. The hands went around Izuku's neck like airborne vipers. He dared not move.

"The man in the mask, "Endeavor." Shigaraki said. "Who is he?"

This was not what Izuku expected. 'Why?" He burst out without thinking.

Wrong Answer! The hands clenched and nearly brushed him, but Danger Sense saved him and he moved in time.

"I HAVE BUSINESS WITH HIM! WHO IS HE?!"

"I don't know." Izuku lied. "I never saw his face."

Shigaraki was livid. He peered more closely at Izuku, Twice grabbed his chin, turned his face toward his boss.

"Then How did you get that picture?"

Izuku felt trapped. "Got lucky. Right place at the right time."

Shigaraki considered him. "I'll be watching you, Izuku Midoriya. In case you're ever "lucky" again."

Shigraki and his team turned and headed back for the window. Jameson, who had regained himself, struggled to his feet, rubbing his neck.

"Next time call for an appointment," Jameson said."Doctor... Doctor... Dissolver."

SMACK! SLAP! PUNCH! OOOFF!

The villains smacked Jameson in the 1) chin, 2) cheek, 3) gut, and 4) ribs. He doubled over in pain.

"Don't call me that!" Shigaraki snapped. "We're the League of Villains! If you see Endeavor…tell him we have his son."

Izuku paled. Shoto?!