Guess who's back and not going anyway. So unfortunately l I was unable to post last weekend, because my laptop screen decided to go on the fritz and display Matrix code. However I didn't find like spending a hundred buck on a repair, so I went to my local theft store and bought a secondary monitor and hook up an HDMI cord.

Last time the media was able to break in, setting off the alarms. We got to see what happens with Izuku's quirk and the after effects. This chapter will show a bit more of the aftermath of the lunch room panic and the how need to know poeple will respond.

As always I do not own any rights to Marvel or MY HERO ACADEMIA or their character's

With that let's begin.

As Powerloader walked into his office, he looked over at his desk, which held his laptop and school phone. With a sigh Powerloader powered on his laptop and began looking through the register upon he came upon Inko's phone number. He quickly punched it into His school phone, but then his finger hesitated over the call button.

Calling the parents of one of his students wasn't a new thing, accidents and injuries were common occurrences in the support course at UA High. He had several of his student's parent's numbers on speed dial, some were even on a texting basis as these students got injuries the most often. Yet he never had a student whose parent he knew about from a previous work relationship.

Now he had never actually met Inko in person before, only hearing her voice over Hishashi's phone calls. Yet this was different from every phone call he had made in the past, Powerloader could feel his heartbeat as he looked at his phone.

Five Minutes later and his finger still hovered over the button. a simple button that would most likely lead to a tearful conversation. Though Powerloader didn't know whether it would be from him or Inko. Powerloader closed his hand for a second then opened it, before taking a deep breath and pressing the button.

The moment the dial tone began, Powerloader swiped the receiver and held it up to his ear. With each beep, Powerloader felt his heartbeat begin to match the rhyme. After the fifth tone, the line connected and Powerloader heard Inko's voice again after nine years

"Hello this is Inko Midoriya, how may I help you." Inko said. Her voice was sweeter and kind than Hisashi had ever described.

Powerloader couldn't help but think, "My friend, I want to respect your life and know why you did what you did, but you really screwed up."

"Hello, are you there?'" Inko's voice came again. Powerloader paused for a second. His mind was blank, he didn't know whether to ease into explaining everything or dive into the deep end. The first call with a parent was always the hardest, but Powerloader didn't feel like calling Inko was ever going to get easy.

"Hello, Ms Midoriya, this Powerloader. Izuku's homeroom teacher." Powerloader began.

"Oh my god, is my son okay? What did my son blow up this time?" Inko asked, her voice taking on concern and worry. Powerloader clenched his teeth before saying, "Your son is o-okay." Making parents worry about their child, was always Powerloader's least favourite part of the job.

"I don't like how that sounds," Inko said. Her voice was no longer sweet, more like a police officer, trying to force information out of someone. Powerloader felt like he was standing at gunpoint

"I can see where your comment about her being a mom bear came from Hisashi. She went straight to it." Powerloader didn't know how to break it to Inko. He didn't want to make it seem like her son was in danger or that UA was the one that put him in danger, "Ms. Midoriya, are you familiar with the issue that your son's quirk causes him when he becomes panicked."

"Yes. His arc reactor becomes overloaded and begins to discharge energy in the form of lightning." Inko said, with such a knowledgeable voice, Powerloader thought he was talking to an actual engineer. He figured that happens when you marry one, you start to sound like one.

"Understood. And are you aware of what happens if your son does not have his arc reactor within that state?" Powerloader asked. If he was lucky, he didn't have to explain everything.

"No, I am not. Izuku always wears his arc reactor. He always has it on, sometimes I think it's fused to his chest." Inko paused for a bit, then asked, "What happened?"

"There was a panic at the school., nothing to worry about, the issue was handled quickly. Yet the students in the lunch hall were caught unaware and it caused a bit of a panic. Your son's friend, Mei Hatsume, explained the situation better. Your son knew he was beginning to overload his arc reactor, but he was more afraid of hurting the student around him. He disconnected his arc reactor to prevent it from discharging itself, in turn forcing the static electricity to build up in his body.

"Your son managed to hold on long enough for Hatsume to get him out of the building and to the support department. We locked him in an empty classroom, which allowed him to discharge over 1000 Gigajoules of electricity." Powerloader said, restating Mei's explanation from earlier.

"You lost me a bit." Inko's voice still had concern, but now a tad bit of confusion lined in

"Hatsume explained that when your son discharges electricity in such a way, it causes him great pain and exhaustion. He is currently being watched over by UA's pro-hero nurse, Recovery Girl. However, due to his extreme level of exhaustion, she is not able to use her quirk on him without causing him further pain." Powerloader figured Inko was sitting down at this point. However, a loud crash on wood, told Powerloader she had just fallen, "Madam, are you okay?"

Powerloader could hear her crying over the phone, "So that the waterworks, you were always talking about Hisashi." "Madam, I want you to understand that your son is fine and is being taken care of. He is currently asleep and recovering and he's expected to wake up by tomorrow morning."

Powerloader lied about that last part because he knew what Inko needed to hear.

"Powerloader, is my son okay?" Inko said she had to know. At the moment it was the only thing she cared about.

"Yes."

"How long until school gets out?" Inko asked, her voice still filled with worry, but now it was firmed. All she cared about was protecting her son.

Powerloader looked at the clock on his phone, "School gets out in 3 hours."

"Good, I'll be there to see my son." With that, the phone call ended. Powerloader looked at his phone for a bit, trying to make sense of what just happened. His mind wandered to one of the first times they were able to get away from UA after Hisashi left Inko and Izuku. They had gone out late to drink and Hisashi began to talk about Inko.

"I can't think what story my wife will tell my son. In the beginning, I knew they were safe and I could love them. But now I'm in so deep, the only way I can protect them is to leave them behind. I still want to help my son become the hero I know he can become." Hisashi leaned on the top of the bar. His drink lazily rested in his hand.

"Hisashi, I think that when the time comes, you'll be able to return to your wife and kid and repay for the times you've lost to protect them," Powerloader said, trying to cheer up his friend.

"Honestly, at this point, I don't even care if the other teachers find out. I don't care if I have to do things outside of the law. I just want to protect my wife and son and make sure they have a bright future." Hisashi took a long drink of his drink, "I'm just afraid when I do return whatever lie or story Inko told Izuku to make him forget about me…. I just hope I'll be able to show him what kind of father I always wanted to be."

Powerloader closed his phone. He didn't have any more classes for the day. He would have time to do this and it was clear Principal Nezu had plans to do it within the next few days. Powerloader stood up and walked over to his workbench, a crowbar already waiting for him. Powerloader swiped the crowbar on the workbench and headed out of his office.

As he walked down the hallway, all his attention turn to Class 6-G. The most dangerous room in all of UA, and several of the rooms had reputations. Yet while other rooms could hurt harm or injury, the equipment and technology that rested in Classroom 6-G were world-ending.

To most teachers, it was a simple old classroom that belonged to an old teacher. The reason it was boarded up was different depending on which teacher was asking, but only Powerloader, Principal Nezu and Recovery Girl knew the real reason. And the fact the boards were a facade, then real security was whatever Hiashi had built into the doors.

A security program so advanced and complex, Powerloader couldn't dismantle it nor could Principal Nezu hack into it. And what was hidden behind the door? Technological advancements that could shift the world's control to anyone that could get their hands on it. Engineering advancement Hisashi had made in his quest to turn his son into a hero. Devices even nowadays could only exist in the wildest dreams of Engineers. Well, that's at least what Powerloader thought, as not even he had seen the kind of work Hisashi set his free time on. Why less would the door be boarded up

As the door to Classroom 6-G appeared, Powerloader brought his crowbar up and then rammed it into the first board. With some effort, Powerloader ripped the first board off and let fall to the ground. As Powerloader worked on the second board he could only think, "Hisashi, I'll make sure your son knows what you did and sacrificed for him."

Over the next two and a half hours, Powerloader worked to rip all the nails out of the barred door. Once the last nail came out and the last board fell and next to the floor, Powerloader stopped and took a deep breath. Ripping the nails out felt like reopening an old wound, something Powerloader wished he could forget about, yet he knew if he didn't he would be disrespecting Hisashi's memory.

Powerloader took a deep breath and then fell to his knees.

"I assume you've spoken with Ms. Midoriya then." Principal Nezu announced his presence with that statement.

"Yeah. She'll be arriving within the next two hours to see her son." Powerloader let go of the crowbar, allowing it to fall onto the wood it had just pulled off the wall.

"Hisashi always said Inko cared about her son more than we could ever understand." Principal Nezu said, "I'll be at the front gate to greet her. No need to start another panic."

"Yeah, that's what got us into this mess." Powerloader grumbled a bit.

"Would you like that honor?" Principal Nezu said, pulling out the key. He held it out, holding it by the metal key ring.

Powerloader was tempted to take the key and opened the door, however, "Everything in that room was left for Inko and Midoriya. I think they should be the ones to unlock the door and see for themselves what Hisashi has done for them."

Principal Nezu flipped the key back into his paw, "I'm glad you agree." Principal Nezu left Powerloader by himself at the door.

Once Inko had ended the call with Powerloader, she wanted to walk into her boss's office and asked to leave early. Her boss owes her a million favours, as after she got hired as his accountant the first matter of business she took care of was getting all of his company's finances in order. Her boss liked to joke she was the reason his business was still afloat.

But she forced herself to refocus on work, and not allow herself to get distracted. Izuku had been in dangerous situations before, whenever he tested one of Mei's less-than-safe inventions, and Powerloader reassured her that Izuku was fine and safe. If not a little banged up, but that was expected of teenage boys. But whenever she stepped away to take a breath, she found her mind wandering back to the call she had with Powerloader.

She was looking over an order of advanced A.I processed chips that had been created for a military project when a knock came on her doors. "It's open." Inko said.

The door opened, sliding across the smooth oak floor of her office. And in walked her boss, he was stroked his white beard, as it reflected the overhead light, "How are you Ms. Midoriya? I heard you fell not too long ago."

"I'm fine. I got a call from my son's school. He was a bit injured and I was a little concerned." Inko said. She tried her best not to sound panicky, but it appeared in her voice.

"A bit injured and little concern, don't usually result in someone falling to the floor." Inko's boss said, as he walked over and leaned over the chair that face Inko's desk.

Inko chuckled a bit, "I guess not. There was a break in and it caused some panic. My son lost a bit of control of his quirk and in the end, he injured himself to keep it from injuring the other students."

"Shows like he's quite the hero. He does go to UA if I'm not mistaken." Inko's boss said as he moved around the chair and sat down across from Inko.

"Yes. He was hoping to get into the hero course but was accepted into the support course. I will admit I was glad he would not be in direct danger as he would be in the hero course, but it seems like just being at the school will get him into danger." Inko would never say it out loud, but she was glad when Izuku wasn't accepted into the hero course. Her son won't be in direct danger, but clearly, Fate had a twisted sense of humour.

"He's a strong kid, but if you would like to leave early. I'll understand." Inko's boss said with kind eyes and a gentle voice.

"No. I'm fine. I'll leave when his school gets out. Besides this is a project you've spent the last four years working on, I'll be fine." Inko said as she reached forward to her keyboard to finish looking over the order.

Inko's boss held his hand up defensively, "I understand and that's why I'm glad I hired you. You love your son so much." He stood up and began to walk out.

"Mr. Sutein, thanks for understanding." Inko said.

"My pleasure. But as you said, I've been working on this project for four years, if you need to leave, I'm sure the project can wait a few more hours." Mr. Sutein said, before walking out and closing the door. As he walked down the hallway, his cell phone went off. It was a blocked number, but he answered it and opened with, "I heard the break-in was successful."

"It was. My apprentice handled the security system with ease and your authorization key allowed us to break into UA's more secure servers. The plan in a week." a cold voice said.

"Were you able to locate the file of the power source?" Mr Sutein, asked.

"It seems UA was no closer to finding a power source than you were. We'll send you what we got, hopefully, it will help you. Will your prototype be ready?" the cold voice asked on the other side.

"You might work in biology, but Engineering is an art form. It's more than trial and error. It took Hisashi Sutaku years to build his masterpiece, If you were able to copy the information I needed off of UA's server then I can build it within days. Then Hisashi Sutāku will see what kind of power his creations could have given him." Mr. Sutein ended the call and dropped his phone into his pocket.

Izuku slowly opened his eyes. The blind light of the room was harsh against his vision. Slowly the room came into focus and he saw it was a medical-style room.

"W-where am I." Izuku said then felt his extremely dry throat.

"You are my office, the medical section of UA. Good Afternoon Midoriya, you gave us quite the scare after you burned that room." An elderly voice said.

Izuku thought about where he had released his quirk. He had passed out before he got a look at the room, "Is everyone ok?"

"Your friend Mei Hatsume got you to the support department where Powerloader used the advanced fire suppression system installed there." Izuku looked over and recognized the nurse as Recovery Girl. If he wasn't so tired and thirsty he would have requested an autograph. Recovery Girl walked over and held a glass to his lip, "I used 5 IV bags on you, but your body is still going to be sore."

"I went through 5 IV bags in just a few hours?" Izuku asked after a few sips. The water felt go going down, but it caused him to cough a bit.

"Few hours, you've been asleep a lot longer than a few hours." Recovery Girl said, lifting her cane and tapping it against a clock on the wall.

Izuku looked at the clock, it read "3:58"

"But you said good afternoon." Izuku was extremely confused now.

"Of the next day. You were passed out for a little over 25 hours. You didn't miss much, it's still the first week of school." A knock came on the door, "And your mother is here."

"My mother." Izuku nearly yelled, wanting to hide from the wrath of his mother. He knew her worry could easily become fury. Yet in his tired state, he could barely move a finger

Recovery Girl walked over to the door and opened it. Outside were Inko Midoriya, Hatsume, Powerloader and Principal Nezu. Inko locked eyes with her son, before rushing into the room, nearly knocking Recovery Girl over.

Once she got to her son, she wrapped him into a tight hug, causing Izuku to give out a small squeak of pain, "Mom, still sore." However, Inko just tightened her hold on her son.

"Well, this is a lovely family reunion." Principal Nezu said, calming walking into the room, with Powerloader and Mei behind him.

Mei walked up and gave Izuku a small hug, then whispered in his ear, "Your mother agrees with me, the next time you do something like that, we'll kill you." Izuku flinched at the statement because he knew it was true. And the police would never find his body.

"Midoriya, while I'm glad you were able to assess the situation and choose the option that harmed the least amount of people. I hate to see you make those kinds of choices at the expense of yourself. You are my student and it is not only my job to teach you, but to make sure you stay safe." Powerloader said, looking Izuku in the eyes.

Izuku was confused at the last part of the Powerloader statement, "What do you mean to stay safe? I'm in the support course, and the worst thing I experience is Mei's exploding inventions." Mei would have smacked Izuku but then again she didn't attack poor defenceless things.

After a few moments, Powerloader sighed, "You're going to need a wheelchair."

"I can walk." Izuku said and began to lift himself off the bed.

"No, you can not." Inko, Mei and Recovery girl all shouted. Izuku slowly lowered himself back into the bed, surrendering to them.

"Midoriya you have been unconscious for the last 25 hours, your muscles are weak and you have no energy to burn. If you want to leave this room it will be in a wheelchair." The Recovery Girl said.

Izuku looked between the three women in the room, then sighed admitting defeat, "Fine I'll take the wheelchair." At that moment he would do anything to get out of this room.

"Good, I'll send a message to Lunch Rush to prepare you something light to eat on the way." Principal Nezu said, then pulled out his phone.

Recovery Girl disappeared, to return shortly with a wheelchair that had a foldable tray on its side. Recovery Girl and Mei helped Izuku into the wheelchair, and then Inko grabbed the handle on the back.

While Inko pushed her son in the wheelchair, Mei, Powerloader and Principal Nezu followed behind. As they passed the lunch room, Lunch Rush stepped out and gave Izuku a small tray of food.

Izuku thanked Lunch Rush, who excused himself. As they continued through the school, Izuku slowly ate the food he had been given. When they got out to the front, Powerloader directed them over to the support department.

Once they arrived, everyone waited for Powerloader to unlock the front door. However, Powerloader paused and looked at Inko and asked, "Ms. Midoriya, I mean no disrespect but how exactly did you teach your son to view his father?"

Inko froze at the question, she wasn't expecting to be interrogated, "Well. When my husband first left, he explained he was going to go look for a solution to Izuku's problem with his quirk. In the beginning, he would return every other day. Soon that was only twice a week, then eventually once a month then after a bit, he disappeared. He never texted, never called, and never came home. I thought he had abandoned our son because he saw Izuku as useless. A month before he died, he sent me a box full of his old college textbooks and some blueprints.

"I just shoved them into the closet and forgot about them," Inko explained.

"Until I met Mei and you gave them to me." Izuku said, as he looked over his shoulder at his mom.

"Yes." Inko nodded in agreement.

Powerloader nodded and locked the door.

"Thank you. Ms. Midoriya, you thought your husband had abandoned you. But you couldn't be further from the truth. You see, your husband was always working towards a solution for your son's quirk. It's just two years after he started working on the issue, he began to use less than savoury means to get material to find the solution. He met with the wrong people. He did things he wasn't always proud of, but he kept working until he had a solution for his son. It was because of these people that he distanced himself from you.

"They were the kind of people that would use anything for leverage." Powerlaoder stopped in front of room 6-G.

"How do you know this?" Izuku asked.

"Your father needed a safe place to work and someone that could help him build. We had crossed paths before and he came to UA to consult me. Principal Nezu met with him and offered him a safe place to work, as long as he acted as a teacher alongside me." Powerloader said.

"You knew my father?" Izuku asked. He couldn't believe that his father had the chance to work alongside actual pro heroes.

"Yes. We became great friends. I and Principal Nezu were the only two people he would talk to about you two. He always said he loved you, Izuku and he always wanted you to know what kind of man he was. He was the kind of man that would do anything to help his son become a hero."

Powerloader pulled out the key to the room and handed it to Izuku, "This was your father's classroom. In the last few months before he died. He spent most of his time there. We have no idea what he was building, all we knew was it was for you."

Izuku nodded, then leaned forwards and slid the key into the lock. He looked at the lock, everything he knew about his father was wrong. His father loved him and sacrificed his life to keep Inko and Izuku safe. He had left his life's work to his. Izuku took a deep breath and then twisted the key. After a few seconds, nothing happened.

"Thanks, Dad, you left me with a broken and permanently locked door." Izuku sighed.

"Handprint verification." A British-sounding voice said.

"Um, what." Everyone said. None of them was expecting this.

Powerloader and Principal Nezu looked at each other, "Did you know about this?" They asked at the same time.

"Hand Print Verification." the voice asked again.

Izuku looked around the door but didn't find any kind of scanner. Mei suddenly leaned forwards, her face getting close to one of the sections of the door. She suddenly grabbed Izuku's hand and held it across the door. "What are you doing?" Izuku asked, but he had no strength to pull his hand out of Mei's grip.

Suddenly the piece of the door grew a light blue and hummed, "Handprint verified, Welcome Izuku Midoriya. Two more handprint verification needed."

Everyone tilted their heads in confusion. "I'm guessing either myself, Principal, or Ms Midoriya." Powerloader said.

Izuku withdrew her hand and Inko pressed her hand against the door, "Hand Print Verified. Welcome Ice Princess. Two More handprint verification needed."

"Ice Princess?" Izuku asked. He looked up and saw that Inko had a small grin on her face. As if she was thinking about distant memories.

"Your father used to call me that because he said my stare was cold as ice. I'm in the system but not authorized." Inko said.

"Your husband must have not thought you would be here at the opening," Powerloader said, offering an explanation.

Principal Nezu walked forwards and scanned his paw.

"Handprint Verified. Welcome Tik-Tak." Nezu began to chuckle. "That's what your father called me when we first met. He said I looked like a white Tik-Tak."

"One more handprint verification needed." Everyone looked at Powerloader, he was the only obvious person left.

"I guess that means me." Powerloader walked forwards and scanned his hand.

"Handprint verified. Welcome Point Break."

Powerloader was fully ready to break down the door. He balled his fist and said, "Damn you Sutāku."

Inko started chuckling, while Powerloader had murder in his eyes.

"I always hated Hisashi's nicknames." Powerloader tapped his fingers against the screen, causing small cracking. He knew he was going to break something later, but for now, he was satisfied.

The door hissed and began to split apart, sliding to allow access. Inko grabbed a hold of Izuku's wheelchair, however, he stopped her. He grabbed the bars on the wheels and rolled himself in.

He rolled into a pitch-black, dusty room. Izuku felt like he was breathing in dirt, with all of the dust that was in the room. Izuku coughed, then waved in front of his face, "It's dusty."

"Well, it has been boarded up for a while." Powerloader pulled out his phone and turned on the flashlight. It didn't matter too much, as the dust caught most of the light, "Now we just have to find the light switch."

Everyone else pulled out their phone and used the flashlight and began to look for the light switch. "I can't even use my quirk here, the dust blocks everything." Mei complained, coughing on some dust.

"I believe I have some that may help with the dust situation." Principal Nezu pulled out his phone and began typing. After a few minutes, the sounds of air conditioning filled the room.

"Hold your breath and close your eyes." Powerloader said. Within a few seconds, it felt like a mini sandstorm had entered the room. The air conditioning pushed the dust around until it slowly flowed out of the open door. After a few minutes, the dust storm had disappeared and Mei was quick to find the light switch. She flicked it up and the ceiling light flickered to life.

Some were burnt out, but enough light was provided by those that still worked. Everyone looked around and saw it was a regular classroom, with a few desks and chairs pushed up towards the front of the room.

"So this is what my father left me. An empty dusty old classroom. I'm a little disappointed." Izuku sighed. He didn't know what he was expecting but he was hoping for a bit more.

"Beginning, Track 001." the voice said, and four hidden projectors came to life. They were pointed at the centre of the room. When an image came into focus, Inko recognized it was Hisashi.

"Hisashi," Inko said.

"Hello. My dear. I'm afraid this is a mere recording, that I have left behind in the chance that I am killed before I am able to explain anything." the hologram said, then turned and looked at Izuku, "My son. I am proud that you were able to make it to UA and no matter which course it was. Whether it was Hero and support, I am proud that you followed your dreams of becoming a hero."

Izuku rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, "Thanks, Dad."

"I'm sure Powerloader and Principal Nezu have explained a bit of what I did here. The kind of people I met and the things I did. If they haven't, please locate track 068. But know that everything I did was in hopes of being able to help you."

The hologram of Hisashi paused.

"Would you like to play track 068?" The voice asked.

"No, continue with track 001," Izuku said and the hologram resumed.

"You are currently standing within Classroom 6-G. My own room that I used to teach and invent. I used many means to get a hold of machinery to invent new things, but not all were through legal means. Principal Nezu and Powerloader were generous enough to keep their mouths shut, but as I continued my work, the HPSC began to poke their heads into my work. And if they learn what I invented or the means I got the material for them, I would have never got the chance to finish it.

"I did all I could to make sure they or anyone with ill intention could never find my work. The vault's doors were merely the first step of security. To find the rest, I have a simple question for you Izuku, what is the greatest kind of weapon?'

Izuku thought for a moment, then remembered something he used to hear his father say, "While most people would say the kind you never have to fire out. You disagree, you always prefer the weapon you only have to fire once."

The hologram of Hisashi smiled, as walls and floor tiles began to shift. Everything an inventor would ever need began appearing in the room, "Let me be the first to welcome you to Candyland. Now become the hero I know you can be. Welcome to your hero academia."

The hologram of Hisashi disappeared and Mei fell over to the floor, "Oh my oh my oh my god." She muttered over and over again.

"I think her motherboard got fried," Izuku said, noticing the concerned look on his mother's face.

Powerloader looked around the room, he had stars in his eyes, "You're lucky you're dead, Hisashi. Can't believe you were hiding this from me. Holo Tables. Industrial 3d printers and scanners. Artificial intelligence."

"Hello, my name is Jabisu." The voice introduced himself, "I was created by Mr. Hisashi Sutāku, to help handle the large amount of data generated from his many projects. My last instruction given to me by him was to help one Izuku Midoriya. The one he referred to as his son."

"Jabisu, what exactly was my father working on for me?" Izuku asked.

"Accessing Project Hero Armor." Jabisu said, and the holo table flickered. A model of suit armor similar to Crimson Dynamo floated above the holo table. It was slim and barely taller than the average teenager. Everyone looked over the design.

Izuku noticed the armour had repulsor on the palms, "What exactly was Project Hero Armor?"

"Created by Hisashi Sutāku. Project Hero armour was an advanced exoskeleton housing and Multi-functional internal weapons system, more compact than anything military branches had, all protected by an external plated armor, Designed to be worn and act as a weapon and shield." Jabisu stated.

"Is this design manipulable?" Izuku asked.

"Yes," Jabisu said

Izuku raised his finger and pinched the outer layer of the armour with his thumb and index. He moved his hand to the side and the armour followed it. Leaving the weapons system and exoskeleton together. Izuku quickly separated those, leaving the three main components of the suit by themselves.

The exoskeleton looked extremely familiar to Izuku, "Hey Mei, what does that look like to you."

Mei looked over the exoskeleton then her eyes went wide, "That looks like your boots and gauntlets, the repulsor technology is identical." Mei looked at the armour and weapon system, "It seems like your father had more plans than we thought."

The Holograms were extremely detailed and Izuku almost felt he should call it a work of art, "Jabisu, did my father have a working prototype of this suit?"

"Records state Hisashi Sutāku constructed a working prototype. However, he ran into an issue of power source." Jabisu said as the centre chest piece of the armour glowed a bit, indicating where the power source was supposed to go.

"What do you mean records state? Are you unable to locate the files?" Mei asked.

"I have checked my databases and found mention of the files, however, the files were recently corrupted," Jasbisu stated.

"How recent?" Powerloader asked. He had a sick feeling in his gut.

"Files were corrupted 25 hours, 7 minutes and 45 seconds ago." Jabisu stated.

Powerloader cursed under his breath then said, "That's when the break-in happened. Someone used the chaos to break in and hack into our servers."

Principal Nezu raised his hand, "Jabisu are you linked to the main UA servers?"

"Yes. However, my main files are only accessible under Hisashi Sutāku's login. My senses registered his login being used 25 hours and 8 minutes ago. The UA staff computers located and copied files for Project Hero Armor. After files were copied, a virus was released and corrupted most files relating to the project."

"Can you show us what is left of the corrupted files?" Izuku asked.

The three components moved to the side, then the holo table was filled with broken images. Izuku recognized a bit of the repulsor and the hover boots, "So what I have left of my father's work with several 1,000 gigabytes of corrupted data."

"I won't state that." Powerloader raised his hand and began sifting through the corrupted data, "The history of the files are still recorded, meaning some reference to your father's work remains. If none did then Jabisu wouldn't know about Project Hero armor. So you simply have to find what's left." Powerloader located a file that was barely corrupted. It was marked as Mark I, "and work from there."

"Mark I. Looks like I'm starting from the beginning." Izuku said.

"Jabisu delete all corrupted files, leaving only Mark I behind." Powerloader said The corrupted files disappeared, leaving only the file Mark I left, "Open Mark I file." The file covered the holo tables, a bit corrupt and hard to examine, however, the main files of the exoskeleton and the armour were fine. The weapon system was hazy, "Yes, you're starting from the beginning, the very beginning."

"Thank you Powerloader and you too Principal Nezu. Thanks to you I can begin to understand what my father was doing." Izuku turned his chair and looked up at Powerloader, "Now what did you mean by keeping me safe?"

Powerloader took a few moments before he spoke, "Because of your actions during the hero exam. Your repulsors got damaged, causing you to lose your ability to gain points. However, your actions against the 0-point, the fact you were doing so to recuse a now hero student, impressed several teachers. Your score was still too low to be considered, so now you're in the support class. I talked with the hero teachers and they agreed that if you managed to impress them during the sports festival, and then pass the hero midterm exam you could be transferred to the hero course."

Izuku's eyes beamed at Powerloader's words, "I wanted to give your father's notes in hopes that it could help you towards that goal. This flash drive doesn't hold as much as the servers did but I wanted to help you as much as possible."

Powerloader pulled out the flash drive and hung his head low. Izuku could see the sadness through Powerloader's mask. Izuku gripped the armrest of his wheelchair and hauled himself to his feet. Inko moved to help him, but Izuku raised a hand to stop her.

"My father worked to the end of his life to do all that he could to help me. Now most of his work is corrupted, so I'm willing to accept any form of help I can get. I don't care how little that flash drive holds. If it will help me, I'll use it to the best of my ability."

Powerloader met Izuku and for a second saw the same confident smile that Hisashi always wore when he got something to work, "My father built this by himself and it took him years. This time it should go by much more quickly with three people working together."

Powerloader smiled then said, "Wait? Three people. Who's the third?"

Izuku pointed over his shoulder at Mei. Who had yet to take her eyes off the Hero armour. She was studying the details of the exoskeleton, "She won't forgive me if I don't allow her to help."

Powerloader looked at the devilish look Mei had on her face. She looked ready to kill something, "I think that would be for the best."

"Mr. Midoriya, I look forward to seeing you continue your father's work." Principal Nezu said, "And while this room is no longer in use, it is still technically a classroom and can only be used after school hours with the proper authorization. How about we move this conversation to my office where we can fill out the proper docs to allow you to have access to this room."

"Not like anyone besides Midoriya will be able to get into this room." Powerloader mumbled under his breath. He hated that Principal Nezu made everything be done responsibly even when it was absolutely unnecessary.

"I'm sorry. What was that?"

"Nothing sir." Powerloader said.

Principal Nezu nodded, then turned and headed towards the door, "Oh Mr. Midoriya, I believe you should withdraw Ms. Hatsume from the holo table, she seemed to be in a trance of some kind."

Izuku looked over and saw Mei's eyes starting to glaze over. Izuku wheel himself over and grabbed her hand, "Hatsume."

She made no movement. Izuku raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of her eyes. Still no movement. Izuku sighed, he had done this a million times before. Whenever Mei got hyper-focused on something, the world around her disappeared and it was up to Izuku to basically turn her off and turn her back on. Izuku pinched Mei's nose close, then held a hand over her mouth. A few seconds went by, and then Mei's eyes bulged.

She began to try to pry Izuku's hand off her face, but Izuku held for a few more seconds then finally let go, "You nearly made me pass out this time?' Mei yelled.

"Better to teach you then," Izuku said.

"Whatever."

The group made their way to Principal Nezu's office where they signed the permission slip for Izuku to have access to classroom 6-G

And that's Chapter 11. A bit of a longer one, but there was a lot I wanted to get through. No this chapter isn't long because I messed a week... Okay maybe a bit. So we get to see a different side of what the break in accomplished. And that's mean week is the first chapter of USJ incident and y'all get to be introduced to my OC of this story.

There's a lot of set up with him, as I wasn't sure where I wanted to go with him. But now I know exactly what I want his purpose to be.

So bext Time: Choose your Path.

Review and time me what you think.

(SirRyuu14- I understand your point about the palladium poisoning, but that became an issue because the palladium decay was able to into Tony Stark's blood. This happened because part of the arc reactor was inside his chest. While Izuku's is more like a heart monitor, it doesn't penetrates the skin.)