Thunder Hero: Baraquiel 16

Potter nee Todoroki Fuyumi, seldom lost her temper. But this was the straw that broke the camel's back. She looked at her husband, who was gray and shaking "I want answers, Harry. I love you, I really do but right now; I need to know what's set you off." Fuyumi's temper wasn't hot and bright like her father's or Toya's but rather cold and glacial.

Harry was fighting the instinct to shut the conversation. Fuyumi, still full on her initial statement, pulled him to her. "A problem shared is a problem solved. Please, you won my heart and healed it, help me to help you. Is it Athena? Or something Athena said?"

Fuyumi felt her husband's tense frame subside slightly "What she's informed me of. I'll tell you in the basement." Fuyumi looked at him "We have a basement?"

"We have a basement."

The basement looked like, no it was, a complete and utter rip-off of Christopher Nolan's Dark Knight film. An old film but one of the best in Fuyumi's opinion; although Harry argued that Tim Burton's were arguably better. But all comic-film debates aside, the unmentioned lair in the basement felt very much like an old Superhero Lair. "Welcome to The Lair. Name is pending; something like Thundercave or Thunderdome...are they too ostentatious? A bit bland?"

"Just a little. Just don't call your Rogues Gallery the 'Thunderstruck'. You use that song for far too much. But we're here; so mister...spill." Fuyumi growled.

Harry gulped "From years 2070 to 2081, there were rumours of Hero-counters; no-one had seen one or even met one and lived. All we knew, during lessons no-one wanted to talk about those eleven years. Then I turned fourteen, when I first threw-down with my nemesis; one of the things I saw we called a 'Troll'. It stood eight-nine metres tall, open-brain and well...hit like All Might. I survived my first encounter with one; ears ringing, jaw fractured, three cracked ribs, four broken, diaphragm hemorrhaging I was out of it for six weeks, never got a chance to fully rest. It healed eventually thanks to the serums of FAWKES and BASILISK which were already in my body at age 12. Athena's looking into that for me; insatiable curiosity and thirst for knowledge results in Athena, very handy in a fight too. Anyway." With that Harry began to turn on the lights.

Fuyumi's jaw dropped, downstairs in the basement an entire wall was covered in pins, pictures, fragments of reports. Some of the pictures were rather familiar one of whom was Shimura Nana and a pupil named Yagi Toshinori. Nana had an 'x' across her, then there were a stack of reports of 'All Might' beginning to appear. She followed the All Might reports up until five years ago, two weeks between Toxic Chainsaw's arrest and All Might's disappearance. "Harry, Toxic Chainsaw's arrest dates were forged weren't they?"

"I...hadn't seen that straight away. But yes. Someone altered the arrest dates, nothing wrong with that, but in this case All Might/Yagi had something to hide. Something that I stuck my boot in when I started training Midoriya to be a Quirkless Hero much like Batman."

Fuyumi grinned "This is a little scary…okay, a lot scary. I don't want to lose you, Harry...I've never pried into your previous relationships. But things have been going so well but then Athena calls and suddenly, I feel threatened."

Harry stopped, moved to embrace Fuyumi and with a reservedness Fuyumi moved into the embrace. "Ask your questions."

"Who is Athena?"

"Eidetic Hero: Athena, Quirk: Memory, Real Name: Hermione Jean Granger, my oldest and closest friend. The first person to look past my moniker 'The-Boy-Who-Lived' and saw me as an actual person. The only other person, I've told my entire life to. We're as close as siblings, we know each other so well that any argument between us is MAD."

Fuyumi slackened and she looked at Harry "That's all she is? Your closest friend?"

"Yeah, dating her would be...awkward at best. The fact she's got Banshee: Gaelic Hero: Banshee; Mentalist Hero: Malkav and Broadside to come here and see us…she's worried. Banshee, Malkav, Broadside and I we're four of the many, many heavy hitters of Squad Six. The actual size of Squad Six, no-one knows; we took that name as six of us were permanently out of our heads on our version of Trigger."

Fuyumi gulped, Harry's frankness about being a drug addict unsettled her "You're not relapsing are you?"

"Never." Just then Harry cocked his head, as the door opened.

"That's Shoto, Izuku and...I don't know the last pair of footfalls. We best head up." Harry stated, then with his wife behind him; they ascended the stairs to find surprisingly Jiro and Yaoyorozu.

"Sensei! We didn't mean to intrude. Are you alright?" The rapid fire questions came from a blushing Jiro.

"It's no problem. No problem at all. Shoto-chan, a little bit of warning would have been nice. Midoriya-kun, is something the matter?"

Izuku reached inside his jacket and pulled out an envelope "These came today, Shota wanted me to give you this. It's for you and Fuyumi-nee. Wedding and Reception invitation."

"Well…I, these were anticipated but not expected for a little while longer. Midoriya…" Harry looked to his wife who smiled and nodded "...We'd be honoured. I wasn't expecting you to be here looking for an additional beating."

Izuku smiled "Todo…" He began.

"Midoriya, it's Shoto. Never apologise for using it when we're in front of others; I've got your back."

"Yes, Shoto. Shoto and I, we've done our homework with Jiro and Yaoyorozu and we were about to walk them to the station when Shota wanted me to run this errand. It's…"

Harry eyed the time "We've got the space, Yaoyorozu-san, Jiro-san, you have the choice of me running you both home or staying the night on UA Grounds here."

Two calls later, Harry had ordered copious amounts of takeout. If he was honest, the four students in front of him were his favourites; he'd never admit to pain of death. "Sensei, you're looking extremely unwell. Are you sure you're not sick?" Momo asked nervously.

"No I'm not sick. I am somewhere between worried and scared. I've just received intelligence that an unnamed foe or copycat has managed to reactivate a secret programme. A programme that creates in essence super-brain dead soldiers designed to kill Heroes, a programme that went underground from 2070 to resurface sometime in 2094 and then fully manifested in 2097. My fellow trainees shut that programme down in fire, ash and executions...However, I've just received word that it's re-appeared. Different backers but they have the same look, same modus operandi it's gotten to the point that a few of the more...solid strikers are moving here. As to why here, we think it originated here. I'm teaching here, I'm scared that you lot are going to be thrown headlong into a mess that I failed to shut down."

Jiro nodded "Do you have a plan?"

"Unofficially yes. Officially no-one knows. I'm not about to spill the beans because what I know is linked to a literal keg of gunpowder. National grade gunpowder at best and international at worst; that's how bad this is going to be."

Jiro and Yaoyorozu looked at Shoto and Izuku with concern "You're throwing us into this scenario?"

"Nope. Walking with you, anyways…light's out by ten, please no smoking in the house, I have two infants."

With that Harry and Fuyumi left the teens to their devices and headed upstairs.

(Next Day)

"Hand your assignments to the people in the front row, front row, stack them on the desk and we'll mark them for tomorrow. Class Rep, quietly and less robotic, hand out the evaluations from the battle trials." Eraserhead stated.

From his corner of the room; Harry watched as and visibly fought to restrain a snigger as Tenya Iida; somehow in his attempt to be less jerky and erratic; became even more so. "My sincerest apologies Tenya-kun. Not laughing at you, laughing at how you're doing the exact opposite."

"Today, you're getting a crash course in Rescue Maneuvers. In your first couple of weeks you'll get to see where you'll be training. So get changed, and head to the buses."

As the girls were getting changed, Ashido spoke "Yaomomo, Jiro...normally you two are amongst the last of us to arrive…" Jiro blushed, whilst Yaoyorozu looked at the Acid-user with a look akin to 'deer-in-the-headlights'. Mina's grin quickly became one of someone eager for gossip.

"We needed to talk to Baraquiel-sensei about our assignments. We then bumped into Midoriya and Todoroki, we hung out at Todoroki's brother-in-law's, time got away from us." Jiro chipped in, with the bluntness of a sledgehammer.

Mina pouted "You're no fun, Jiro."

Jiro stilled, her earphone-jacks raised up "I dislike your insinuations. If you must know the juiciest things; Aizawa-sensei's getting married."

"Hang on...Todoroki has a brother-in-law? Who, who? Aizawa-sensei's getting married?"

Yaoyorozu smirked "You already know who it is, Ashido."

Unfortunately for Midoriya and Todoroki, Ashido's voice carried into the male changing rooms. "You, Todoroki, Jiro and Yaoyorozu were hanging out last night? Guys, how can you do that and not tell us! Tell ME!" Squealed Mineta, blood trickling down his nose.

"Todoroki, my man…why didn't you tell us you've got family teaching here. That's incredibly manly and slightly dodgy." Kirishima blurted out.

"I'm more interested in the fact that Aizawa's getting married, Midoriya?" It was an innocent and innocuous question coming from Sero.

Midoriya and Todoroki nodded to one another "My mother." Was all Midoriya said.

"Your mother. Your mother…oh, congrats dude. That must be slightly odd."

"It's got ups and downs like most things, Sero. But yes, my mother and Aizawa-sensei are getting married."

"My brother-in-law is Baraquiel; he was already working here and married to my sister with a family. Yeah, my brother is Baraquiel; when he's not being the sensei to us all, he is fucking awesome." Todoroki stated, emotions definitely apparent. "He's the most laid-back person I know. My sister is awesome as well."

"Nice. Your sister's married to Baraquiel, you live with them during the week and Midoriya also resides on campus. What happened with Jiro and Yaoyorozu?"

"Studied, got to know them, time flew by; they crashed in my room. Midoriya and I fell asleep in the living room."

Bakugo throughout this exchange, bit his tongue. He'd so wanted to rage and lash out at Deku, but even he knew that consequences of that. He'd never been face-to-face with someone who'd held him to account his actions; furthermore the utter dismissal Baraquiel gave him. "I'll get him later."

Meanwhile, Baraquiel was attaching the last of a set of saw blades into his suit. Something in his gut was telling him that he was going to need his plethora of anti-heroic tricks. Second rule of heroics; never be afraid to play for keeps. He'd stated this, and he was most certainly going to stick by it incase things went really, really wrong.

(Somewhere above Japan)

Dean, Seamus and Neville let out a collective sigh. They hadn't anticipated Hermione, knocking down the door, carrying eighteen terabytes of data. Since, Harry had cut and run and none of them blamed him; hell if they were honest they'd have cut and run sooner.

Flashback

"You need to get to Japan, get to UA. These hard drives contain information that Harry, NEEDS to see. I'll be joining you, I need to find the Tricky Twin Heroes: Loki and Eris."

"I still can't believe one of the Twins is knowingly doing a genderbend. Why do you need them, precisely?"

"Our friend gave them the Riot Van. Out of all us, I'm the only one able to drive the Riot Van outside of B. And I can't exactly smuggle a Van; with the raw firepower and medical supplies concealed in it and state secrets can I?"

"No. No you cannot."

"We'll catch you on the other side." Seamus said as he grabbed his emergency exit bag and two hero suits; Harry and Seamus had very similar builds so it'd raise less questions.

End Flashback

"We're nearly there lads." Neville stated.

Soon enough they were landing at the airport; they slipped through customs without much hassle. Everyone held their breath as Seamus was pulled over to be thoroughly checked over; Neville remembered that Seamus had four metal pins in his leg. "The pins...the pins got me pulled over, come on…We need to find Baraquiel."