"So, what do you think of English?" Mina asked as they exited the A-1 classroom and headed towards the cafeteria.
"Well, English is English." Junko shrugged, not finding anything remarkable about the subject.
"Eh, fair enough. Well, follow me, and I'll introduce you to some of the girls." Mina said with a smile as she led Junko to a table where two other girls were sitting. One had long black hair and a refined look, and the other had short purple hair and earphone jacks coming out of her ears.
"Hey girls, mind if we sit here?" Mina asked.
"Sure, there are enough seats." Kyoka answered while Momo ate a noodle dish.
"Well, this is Jiro Kyoka." Mina pointed at the purple-haired girl.
"Yo." Jiro waved.
"And this is Yaomomo."
"Hello, my name is actually Yaoyorozu Momo." Momo corrected.
"It's nice to meet all of you, I'm Hattori Junko but you probably already know that." Junko said, settling into her seat at the table with a friendly smile.
"So, what do you think of the Hero Course so far?" Momo inquired.
"Well, so far, I'm having fun. We got to pick out names, and English was the same as in General Studies, you know. So, I'm having a great time, but do you guys know what our next class is?" Junko answered as she took a bite out of her soba.
"Didn't you look at the schedule?" Kyoka asked incredulously.
"Nope."
"Well, we have Heroics class next." Momo answered.
"What's that class like? Junko leaned forward, curious.
Momo began, "The Heroics class is a rigorous and challenging program that prepares us to become professional heroes. We have to learn not only the theory and practice of using our Quirks-"
"It's actually mainly just fight sparing, scenario exercises, and a bit of side theory." Mina interrupted, trying to spare Junko from Momo's long-winded explanation.
"That was a bit rude, Ashido." Momo said with a slight frown.
"My bad! Sorry, sorry." Mina quickly apologized, her hands up in a playful surrender.
"Cool, so what are your quirks?" Junko asked, trying to change up the topic as an ice breaker.
"Well, you already know my quirk, girl, but it is called Acid, and it allows me to create and control the properties of the acid I create." Mina grinned.
"I'll go next. My quirk Earlobe Jack is nothing much, but I can plug these jacks that extend from my earlobes into devices that take a jack. They let me channel sound waves and even pick up on vibrations. Handy for eavesdropping and blasting tunes." Kyoka answered.
"That's so cool! You could totally DJ a party with that!" Junko cheered.
"I suppose I could."
"As for me, well, I can create any non-living object from my body using my lipids as long as I understand their structure and molecular composition. So, I have to keep studying to make the most of it. And it requires a lot of energy, so I must eat well to keep my quirk fueled." Momo answered as she took another bite.
"She is not kidding. That is her third bowl." Kyoka teased.
"I'm not a glutton! It's just my quirk." Momo quickly responded with a slight blush.
The attention turned to Junko, "So what's yours, Hattori?"
"Well, I call it Identity. I can change what I'm wearing with a bit of my blood." The Director explained that it was a bit more complicated than that, as these Identities are things she could mentally project herself that are semi-possible. She could see herself as a K corp officer, an idol, or even an office worker for the HSPC. But the effects go beyond a simple costume change; she wasn't sure of all the effects, but with the amount of time she had to train with her quirk, she knew that personality changed and some skills become instinctive, but there may be more effects.
"Where do the clothes come from?" Momo asked as she began mentally recounting the fight Junko had. The costume appeared as soon as she bit her finger on both occasions.
"Ugh, to be honest, I never really thought about you know, it just happens." She tilted her head into a thinking position. It was something he never really thought; after all, it just came naturally to her.
"It's probably quirk shenanigans." Kyoka said with a shrug.
Junko nodded in agreement. "Yup, let's go with that."
"Quirks aside, I'm curious: who will you be interning with, Junko? I know you got a few offers." Mina asked.
Junko's eyes sparkled with excitement as she shared her news. "Well, I'm going with Mount Lady." Junko proudly announced.
"Congratulations, she is an up-and-coming Heroine." Momo said with approval.
"Well, she certainly had a debut, poor Kamui Woods." Mina giggled.
"How about you guys?" Junko asked.
"I'm going to intern President Mic; I think he has some ideas on how I could better utilize and train my quirk." Kyoka said.
"Uwabami." Momo answered.
"I got an offer from her, too, but I wanted to go out on patrols." Junko said while air boxing.
"Fair enough, I know she's a Support and Rescue Heroine, so maybe she can teach me some ways to use my quirk in rescue scenarios." Momo said hopefully.
Mina's voice wavered slightly, a hint of trepidation seeping through. "Well, I got Principal Nezu." she shuddered.
"Well, that will certainly be an interesting internship." Momo commented.
"Well, I just have bad feelings about it. Like, my homework senses are tingling." Mina grimaced, half kidding, half serious. Nezu's reputation was certainly mixed, to say the least.
"I think you will be fine" Junko said with a thumb's up, unaware of Nezu's ways.
"Hopefully." Mina chuckled and asked, "So what's with you in Midoriya."
"Wahh, that was so sudden." Junko cried out, caught off guard.
"Yeah, what's with you and Greeny anyway? You sorta dragged the poor boy into the classroom." Jirou prodded.
"Do you have a crush on him?" Mina asked.
Junko waved her hands frantically, eager to deflect. "What? Ugh, we just met today, you know; it's way too fast to think anything like that, you know. Plus I was just a bit nervous and asked if he could escort me to the classroom and, plus, what about you, Jiro? You and Kaminari have an interesting dynamic." Junko said quickly and tried to push the spotlight away from herself.
"There's nothing there; he is just a dunce who needs someone to keep in line." Kyoka answered plainly.
"And that someone has to be you." Mina teased.
"Someone has to." Kyoka groaned.
Momo's face turned a deep shade of red. "Is this really appropriate to talk about?"
"It's just girl talk." Mina said.
"Yup, I think?" Junko said quizzically.
Jiro just shrugged, unfazed by the turn the discussion had taken.
"Ohh, that makes sense. I never had anyone to talk about this type of thing." Momo answered.
"Where did you go to school?"
"I was home-schooled." Momo answered.
"Well, that explains a few things." Jiro mused.
"We need to hang out more often to break you out of that shell." Mina proclaimed.
"That would be nice." Momo smiled in gratitude for the offer.
The bell rings, and everyone begins to exit the cafeteria.
"Time to go." Junko said as she hopped out of her seat and headed to the next class.
"Hey, what- wait for us!" Mina yelled as she chased after her
—-
Junko settled into her seat with a flutter in her stomach, anticipating seeing All Might in person and beginning her mission for the HSPC. The classroom buzzed with the usual pre-class chatter until Iida's voice cut through, tinged with concern. "Hmm, our teacher is almost late." he exclaimed, his posture rigid.
"I'm sure he will be here on time." Midoriya said optimistically.
As the seconds ticked away, Junko's eyes were fixed on the clock, the murmurs of her classmates fading into the background. Then, in a blur of red, white, and blue that matched the final tick before the bell, All Might burst through the door.
"I am here on time." he boomed, his voice as commanding as his presence.
"Told you he would arrive on time." someone said in the background.
"It was a grave mistake to doubt you, All Might-sensei." Iida apologized by bowing.
"HA HA, no need to apologize, young Iida. I got slightly held up by villains on my commute here." All Might explained.
Based on her observations, everything seems peachy with All Might. Could his being nearly late be a potential red flag? Junko was not really sure, but hey, you never know. In one of her study sessions with The Director, he mentioned the phrase "Once is chance, twice is a coincidence, three times is a pattern." So there's no clear pattern there yet. Unless All Might spells it out to her or shows something super duper obvious, like coughing blood and keeling over, then nothing can be concluded.
All Might, now at the front of the class, pulled out a flashcard and announced, "Alright, class, today we'll have some simple sparring, but with a twist. The battlefield is quite small compared to other locations where these exercises have taken place, which means there's not much room to maneuver. Those of you with strong quirks that can affect a large area will need to control your quirks. This will test your ability to communicate and coordinate with your teammates. There will also be a 5-minute time limit for this exercise. Do you have any questions?"
A few hands went up.
"Yes, Iida?"
"How will teams be formed?" Iida asked
"Teams will be formed randomly, and there will be a team of 3 since we have an odd number of students." All Might answered.
Momo's hand was next. "How big is the area we will be fighting in?" she inquired.
"Hmm, around 20 meters by 20 meters." All Might replied.
A few hands went down after Momo's question.
"Any other questions? No good then head over Ground Alpha." He said before dashing away.
"Is that normal?" Junko blinked.
"All Might-sensei has always been like that." Midoriya answered, his admiration for their teacher evident in his tone.
"Cool." Junko said in awe. And Midoriya nodded his head in agreement.
—-
Junko went to her locker, grabbed a suitcase with a large, stylized P, and went into a stall to change into her costume. She was unsure what she would get, but she trusted P Corp to get her an awesome costume. She opened her briefcase and saw a smattering of white and gold.
She slipped on the white domino mask, which framed her eyes with a mysterious allure. Next, she adorned her hair with shiny gold hairpins, each fashioned in the emblematic shape of a crescent moon, a nod to her signature symbol.
She began to put on the main piece of her costume, a white skin-tight suit, the material hugging her form like a second skin. The suit was accentuated with gold highlights. She stepped into her white boots, the gold trim mirroring the suit's elegance, and secured them snugly around her calves.
Finally, she fastened her utility belt around her waist, smoke grenades, first aid kit, and flare. With her costume complete, Junko looked at her reflection, and she could say it looked great on her.
"Come on, girl, hurry up; you are going to be late." She heard Mina yell out to her.
Junko did a little twirl in her new costume to show off her new costume. "Alright, alright. Well, what do you think, girls?" Junko asked
"I like it!" Mina exclaimed.
"Ribbit, it's very practical too. The utility belt can carry some essentials you need for rescue missions." Asui said.
"I think it suits you." Momo commented.
"I love it! It's so stylish and heroic. You're going to stand out for sure, Junko!" Hakagure cheered.
Ochako's face went through several emotions before saying sincerely, "The costume looks good, and it looks very well made."
"Thank you guys!" Junko said.
They then entered a plain-looking arena, and they spotted Cemetoss on standby to repair any damages that may happen to the arena.
"For our first match, it will be-" All Might Draws out four slips of paper.
"Todoroki Shoto and Hattori Junko versus Katsuki Bakugo and Yaoyorozu Momo, you may proceed to your sides of the arena." All Might announced.
The two teams went to their respective entrances.
"So, Mister Fire and Ice, who do you got?" Junko playfully asked.
"It's more like who Bakugo will decide to go after first." Shoto huffed. After all, his fight with Bakugo ended on an unsatisfactory note. From the bomber's perspective, the glitter incident was not something Bakugo was willing to let go of.
"Cool, in that case, I got Bakugo." Junko smiled. She pulled off her glove and bit her finger. Her costume morphed into the one she donned during the sports festival—a pink frilly dress that cascaded down to her knees, adorned with pink ribbons, matching boots, and a belt brimming with glitter grenades.
"Bakugo is not going to like that." Shoto commented, a hint of amusement coloring his voice.
"Yup, that's the point, but say, Shoto, will you be my first fan as an idol?" Junko asked with a mischievous smirk as she got close to her partner for this match.
"Will Bakugo really target you?" he asked, sidestepping her earlier playful inquiry.
Junko sighed at having her question so quickly and brutally ignored. After all, an Idol is supposed to have a lot of fans, and Bakugo was a negative fan. How was she supposed to be an idol if you had a negative amount of fans? She had another idea, "I have a few other ideas to get his attention, and I have a plan." She came by Shoto's ear, whispering her plan.
"Very well then." Shoto acknowledged, taking a step away from Junko. Getting another slight frown, Junko.
Shoto did not entirely understand his teammate. It was strange that her mood swings and demeanor changed when she changed into that idol costume. Shoto filed that for another moment as the match was about to begin.
"You may enter the arena?" All Might announced.
"Well, that's our signal. Let's go break a leg." Junko said with excitement.
Shoto frowned slightly, his brows knitting together in confusion. "I don't think that would be optimal." he replied, taking the phrase a bit too literally.
"It is an old figure of speech."Junko pouted.
"Hmm." Shoto grunted awkwardly.
"You're cool. Let's focus on the performance!" Junko said, her pout turning into a determined smile.
Shoto nodded, and they entered the arena, their gazes immediately locking onto their opponents on the other side.
"You." Bakugo growled as he stared at that costume. He growled as he stared at the glitter bombs.
"Me~" Junko stuck out her tongue and pulled down her eyelid. She and Shoto begin to implement the plan, and they begin to walk away from each other.
"I'm killing her." Bakugo stated plainly.
"But the plan-" Momo said, trying to calm Bakugo down.
"Screw the plan." She was taunting him to fight her, and he will oblige. It's not like he was just a raging berserker. He had a new plan. It was rather simple. All Ponytail needs to do is not get eliminated instantly. This time, I will knock her out without having Two Face jump out of the arena on purpose to end the match, then I will go for Half and Half, he thought to himself as a scary grin began to form on his face.
"Stall Half and Half." he said before charging after Two-Face.
Momo just sighed and ran to catch up to him while items started to form from her quirk.
Junko gave Shoto a wink, and he immediately launched an iceberg to divide the small arena, forcing Bakugo away from Momo.
Shoto unleashed another icy assault, but Bakugo was ready, detonating the wave and sending chunks of ice flying. As the debris clouded his view, an extendable pole struck him squarely in the stomach.
"Your pole didn't do that last time." Bakugo growled as he watched it retract to its regular size. From the corner of his eye, he saw a wall of flames approaching, so he used his explosions to dodge the incoming flames.
A smirk graced Junko's pretty face. "Didn't need it last time; please accept my love as an Idol." she retorted, lobbing glitter bombs in Bakugo's direction. He twisted in mid-air, avoiding the sparkling traps that now littered his previous position.
"What type of Two-Faced idol lobs bombs!" Bakugo roared, launching a ferocious blast at Junko. Shoto intervened, erecting a barrier of ice to shield her.
"A heroic one." Junko replied with a smile as she watched one of her bombs coat Bakugo's arms in glitter. The type of glitter it would take multiple showers to get off.
Bakugo's frustration mounted; each attack he launched was met with another of Shoto's icy constructs or Junko's glittering explosives, forcing him to constantly adapt.
Then, the standoff was broken by a resounding boom as Momo shattered the ice barrier with a cannon she'd created, stepping through the mist with determination.
Bakugo dodged some fire only to get hit by the staff thrown at him. Junko then bit her hand again to switch back into her K-Corp enforcer uniform as she expended all of her bombs and threw only a melee weapon at the blonde bomber.
Momo's net flew towards Junko, tangling her riot shield and forcing her to abandon it.
"About time, Ponytail!" Bakugo shouted, noticing some glitter in his hair, his anger reaching new heights.
"I need some time to generate items, Bakugo." Momo sighed as she entered the fray.
"The plan failed." Shoto said, his voice calm. "I'll take on Bakugo, and you can take on Momo."
"Acknowledged." Junko monotonously acknowledged and charged at Momo. Momo reloaded and fired again, but Junko rolled out of the way of the net. Momo tried to create a bit of time to generate more items by throwing flashbangs, but Junko was undeterred because of the costume she was in.
"That's so manly the way Bakugo was able to hold Todoroki and Hattori off!" Kirishima exclaimed.
"It was Bakugo's fault that he ran into that trap in the first place." Jiro pointed.
"It must have been a matter of pride." Ojiro observed. He remembered that the fight between Hattori and Bakugo was clear as day. Hattori covered Bakugo head-to-toe in glitter and insulted him.
"Maybe, but that's not a good justification to get caught like that." Tsuyu stated plainly, her voice calm and analytical.
"I think Hattori's costume changes are hot." Mineta blurted out.
"Yeah, think about the -"Bzzst, Jiro promptly shocked the two class perverts before they could say anything too weird.
The class promptly ignored the outburst and continued to discuss the fight.
"So, anyone wanna bet that Hattori and Todoroki are going to win?" Sero asked.
"Nah, Bakugo and Momo got this." Kaminari chimed in confidently.
"I think it's going to be a tie." Midoriya interjected as he observed the fight.
"Why is that, Deku?" Ochako asked.
"Time. There's not enough time for the fight to end conclusively with the way they're fighting." Midoriya explained.
"That makes sense." Ochako nodded.
The battle evolved into a series of one-on-ones as Todoroki and Bakugo continued to clash in a rematch of the sports festival finale while Junko and Momo played a game of cat and mouse. Junko pursued Momo relentlessly while Momo skirmishes with the enforcer, constantly creating and using new items against her, from adhesives to bolas and nets.
Momo formed an iron pole just in time to block a blow from Junko's baton. Momo used her own momentum and twisted the pole to hit Junko's hand, knocking away her baton.
Junko shook her hand, momentarily pained, but quickly recovered to continue her pursuit. Momo swung her staff again, but this time, Junko didn't dodge; she accepted the blow, the pole making a loud thump against her armor. Junko then tackled the slippery creation quirk user to the ground.
"Five minutes is up; it's a draw!" All Might announced.
The fighting ended immediately. Junko dropped her transformation, Shoto and Bakugo stopped their attacks, and Momo looked uncomfortable.
"You can get off me now?" Momo said awkwardly.
"Yeah, sorry, my bad." Junko apologized, scratching her head before picking herself off Momo.
"No, what you did was completely reasonable. It was a fight, after all." Momo responded.
Junko noticed that Momo was acting a bit despondent and decided to cheer her up. "You're pretty good." Junko said as she gave Momo the finger guns.
"Thank you for your compliment, Junko. Your team outmaneuvered us in the beginning, and I was useless for the beginning-"
"You've got to stop being so hard on yourself. I mean, you disarmed me and saved Bakugo's butt from getting frozen in glitter." Junko said cheerfully.
"If you say so." Momo said with a small smile.
After a quick check-up with Recovery Girl, the four students entered the class for debriefing. Overall, it was an interesting day for Junko; she met All Might, made some friends (maybe), and now she had a report to write for her superiors. She inwardly suppressed a grumble at the thought of writing reports.
—-
"Bye, Junko!" Her friend's voice carried a warm farewell as she stepped onto the train bound for the Nerima ward.
Just before the doors slid shut, Junko turned and said, "Right, see you guys next week!" She flashed a couple of peace signs, her smile lingering as the train began to move.
Time really flew by. A week at UA, and now she was doing her first internship, Junko thought to herself as she looked out the window and watched her friends fade into tiny dots in the background before appearing entirely.
Settling into her seat, she found herself next to a man with rainbow-colored hair, his trench coat adding an air of mystery, and a medical mask covering half of his face. Junko was content to lose herself in her music, but a tap on her shoulder pulled her back to reality.
"Are you a UA student?" He asked.
"Yes, why?"Junko asked.
"Just wondering. It's not every day you encounter someone from such a prestigious school. But I have to ask, do you have a sister? You look like someone I used to know." he said, his voice low and serious.
Junko offered a polite smile, though she felt a bit uneasy. "That's a really weird thing to say, you know?" she remarked.
"Sorry if I was weirding you out, it's just that girl was someone important to me." he explained.
I'm really getting some serious stranger danger vibes from this guy, she thought to herself before humoring the guy just so he would stop creeping on her. "I do not remember having a sister, so no." She answered.
The boy went through many emotions before settling on a mix of disgust and frustration, "I see. I'm sorry for bothering you." he said before getting up from his seat and walking towards the other end of the cabin.
"What a strange guy." Junko said to herself before slipping back on her headphones.
When the train reached her destination, she exited the cabin and approached the Mount Lady's office. At the same time, the rainbow-haired boy departed and wandered towards a dark alley before his skin began to shed away, and a girl with blonde hair pulled into 2 messy buns emerged.
—-
Junko's steps slowed as she neared the older building, its façade a stark contrast to the sleek modernity of the larger agencies she'd passed earlier. With a mix of anticipation and curiosity, she reached out and pressed the doorbell.
A voice called from within, "Coming, give me a sec." The door swung open, revealing the hero she'd be shadowing. Mount Lady stood there, her vibrant purple eyes and blonde hair slightly disheveled. Her hero costume, a stylish ensemble of purple and tan with eye-catching orange accents, made Junko mentally award it a Junko out of 10.
Junko looked at the office space and saw a load of mess, papers everywhere, plastic covering still on the furniture, boxes stacked up the ceiling, and random things everywhere.
"Please ignore the mess; the last few days have been hectic." Mount lady said bashfully.
"Ooh, that's fine, but who is that?" Junko pointed at a woman in a suit with blue hair sleeping on a desk.
"That BongBong. She runs a small independent insurance office that offers hero insurance and some weird, highly specific stuff." Mount Lady sighed, taking a seat behind her own desk, which was a small island in the sea of paperwork.
"Like?" Junko asked. She herself resonated with BongBong, and she began having thoughts of long days, angry claimants, and underwriting. A new identity popped into her mind, Bongbong Insurance office employee.
Mount Lady rattled off with a straight face, "Demon possession, All Might turning villain, and evil magical girl coverage."
"People actually buy that?"
"Well, someone does if she sells it." Mount Lady Shrugged.
"So, do you share an office with your insurance provider?" Junko said as she took a seat.
"Well, no, but she was just going through my paperwork and records to ensure everything is up to date. She is just a little tuckered out from looking through my records and statements." Mount lady slightly twitched, looking at stacks of paperwork stuck on poor BongBong's desk.
"First practical lesson about Hero-ing is that there is a ton of paperwork, that's why Heroes hire entire office spaces just for people to do all that legal work. And also make sure you get good insurance, even if it's not cheap." Mount Lady grumbled, thinking about the few damage claims she had to pay out partially. She took a few business courses, and she thought she could save a bit of money by being self-insured and just getting the cheap mandatory part A plan that the government issued, but she may have underestimated how much damage she caused in her first big fight and how big her deductible is. Should have gotten Part B to lower the deductible.
"I thought Hero insurance was cheap?" Junko frowned; she had seen some ads offering cheap insurance.
"Well, the government subsidizes hero insurance, but only part A is mandatory. Which covers the basics, but they will only cover something after you pay 3 million. Even then, how much they cover depends on the situation. Plus, there are part B, C, D, E, and F insurance plans." Mount lady said each letter quieter as if the mere mention of those terms gave her PTSD.
"So... it's that why..." Junko didn't need to finish her statement; the implication hung in the air.
"Yes." Mount Lady sighed.
"Let's get to the fun parts of being a hero." Mount lady quickly broke out of her funk and did a pose, "-the action, the spotlight!"
"Ooh, let me try." Junko did her own pose.
"You're a natural!" Mount Lady beamed.
A flash snapped them back to reality as BongBong, now awake, captured the moment with a camera. The picture slid out, immortalizing their shared enthusiasm.
"Thanks BongBong." Mount Lady said with gratitude.
"Bong."
"Anyway, go get changed. We are going to visit a friend before we go to a patrol." Mount Lady said.
"Yes, Sensei." Junko gave a quick salute before going to the restroom to change.
"Say BongBong, how long would it take for you to write up a new policy?" Mount lady asked as she waited for her inter to get into her costume.
"Bong..." BongBong sighed as she continued to look through the mountain of paperwork.
"Perfect, thanks, BongBong. I really owe you."
—-
Tomura watched as two figures were warped into the hideout. One was Stain, and the other was some other unknown party member. She was dressed in a mismatched costume that looked like she had thrown together a school uniform, a black and white striped jacket, and a checkerboard black and white domino mask. Her messy blonde hair was tied in two pigtails, and her golden eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Hello, are you a fan of Stain-y? He's so cool and awesome. He's amazing, don't you think?" the girl said with a dopey smile and a crazed look.
The Hero Killer sighed as if he was used to her antics, "Compose yourself, Verity," he said sternly. "You're embarrassing the two of us."
"Oops, sorry." she apologized sheepishly.
Shigaraki and Kurogiri raised an eyebrow, at the behavior of the renowned hero killer and his...? Sidekick? Fangirl? Daughter?
Stain turned his eyes toward them before saying, "You were the ones who attacked U.A. And you want to add me to your numbers?"
"Yes, and yes." Shigaraki said.
"Why? What are you really after?" He asked, his hand drifting towards his sword.
Noticing the action, Kurogiri asked, "Is this really a good idea?"
"Stain has much more experience as a villain. He would be a good influence on his development." All for One replied without further elaborating.
Kurogiri nodded but still kept his guard up.
"I want to break everything I hate. But for now, I just want to kill All Might." Shigaraki said as if that was the simplest thing in the world.
Stain wasted no time and sprang into action, moving faster than the eye could follow. He slashed his blade across Kurogiri and Tomura, drawing blood and paralyzing them with his quirk.
"Damned kids like you. I was foolish to be interested. You're the type of person I hate the most." Stain said with disdain as he stared down Shigaraki.
"Well, at least he was not lying." Verity muttered with a shrug. As she watched, proceeding with mild interest, her eyes slowly directed to the blood dripping onto the floor.
"Huh? What-" He was stopped from saying anything as Stain pressed the blade onto his throat.
"You want me to go along with your childish tantrum? What meaning is there in killing without conviction? No matter what you want to accomplish, it is necessary to have conviction and desire. Those without it and those who are weak will be weeded out. So it's only natural that it would turn out like this." Stain said his piece as he moved his blade away from Tomura's throat.
"Take this guy back. He sucks, and he is a rogue class. He will not fit in our party." Shiragari tried to get up, but his body was still seizing up.
"This must be the Hero Killer's quirk." Kurogiri mumbled as he watched Tomura struggle to get up.
"This society is overfilled with fake Heroes, where the word Hero itself has lost its true meaning. They must repent, but no, they will be purged. Children like you do not have what it takes to do what must be done." Stain finished as he turned his back toward them.
"Woo! Go Stain! you tell him." Verity said as she did a little cheerleading routine with pom poms.
"Verity..."
"Fine." Verity puffed out her cheeks and tossed away her pom poms.
"What an odd NPC. You have their Hero Killer, but you sure talk a lot. Conviction? I don't have anything like that, but if I had to say...
It's because of All Might. I want to completely crush this society where trash like that gets worshiped." Shigaraki said as he pushed himself up, finally overcoming the influence of stains quirk.
"Hmph, it seems our goals oppose each other. However, we do agree on one thing: this society must be destroyed." He turned toward Verity and said, "It's time to go."
"Okay." she said as she skipped over to Stain.
"Now, return us to Nerima. There are still things I must attend to there." As soon as he said, the two were warped back to the location of his choice.
"Kurogiri, I do not want someone this crazy as a party member. We need more lore checks or something. That crazy asshole stabbed me twice, and he started blabbing about convictions. Plus, we do not have a healer; heal us if every person we interview is going to be a chaotic evil rogue." He grumbled, still salty from getting shot and stabbed.
"Tomura, we still have one more guest to interview." Kurogiri said as he grabbed some bandages and tape for his cuts.
"Fine, if he's as crazy as the last one, I'm sending him to the shadow realm." He grumbled.
A soft knock on the door was heard, causing Tomura to sigh.
"Now, do not be rude, Tomura; open the door for our guest." All For One said.
Begrudgingly, Tomura opened the door for the potential recruit. Tomura came face to face with a man wearing a black fedora and a white beaked mask. He had huge black wings instead of arms or legs and gently floated above the ground. Slightly going up and down.
"Who are you?"
"I am simply a doctor." He said as he floated into the base.
"So, a medic class. How good are your abilities."
"I can heal those cuts." He offered.
"Sure, go ahead." Tomura shrugged.
With a simple brush of his wing, the wounds that had been annoying Tomura were healing rapidly till his wounds disappeared without a trace or scar.
"That's impressive, so why do you want to join us?"
"I believe we have a common goal, to heal the disease within society." The doctor said as if it was so apparent.
"What do you mean by 'disease'?"
"The people carved images on the likeness of idols. Pedestals set above heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth. They bow down to them, to serve them, a grand prostration that shows all that glitters is not gold."
"I see, I see." Tomura nodded even though he only understood maybe half of what the guy just said. "You know what? You're less crazy than the last guy, and we could use a high-tier healer, so you're in."
"I shall not disappoint."
"Good, but what do we call you?"
"I have forgone my name." It answered quietly.
"Well, that won't do; proper party members gotta have names...hmm, about Plague Doctor? You have that whole get-up going for it."
Plague Doctor remained silent but did not reject the name, and an impromptu tour of the Facility began.
"That went better than expected." Kurugori said as he watched the two go off.
One for All was silent, though he just silently watched the Plague Doctor. Until he said, "Bring Doctor Garaki here."