Thunder Hero: Baraquiel 19

Last time Squad Six and Fuyumi were the last ones to leave the USJ. "It's a bit of a walk but we could walk back to ours?" Fuyumi suggested.

They were eight hundred metres away before Harry pulled his mask off,tears running down his face. "Why is it always me? Why can't I pick up a phone and call my friends and try and organise a fucking holiday. Normal young adults meet for drinks or even have dinner."

"Harry, I know what you mean, I would love us and that's Natsuo, Shoto, Touya, You, Father and I to have a normal family dinner…personally, I think you've won with me. Can you imagine a normal civilian putting up with you crawling through the door with knives, broken kitchen implements or even just bleeding out in the bathroom?" Fuyumi countered, gun across her lower back and hands on her hips.

Harry wisely shut his mouth getting a grin from his wife. "Harry, getting married, suits you." Neville stated as he watched the interaction "Fuyumi has done wonders for your life."

"I know Neville, Fuyumi and the kids are, without a doubt, the best thing in my life." It was then Harry turned and a groan emitted from his mouth.

"Please tell me you brought my suit."

Seamus let out a trilling laugh, Harry's inner leg had blown at some point "You've finally realised why you're chilly down below. We have, but it's kinda how you left Britain."

"In tatters." Dean summarised.

Harry sighed "It wasn't just me who turned British Heroics into the mess it is now. They thrust the problem on our heads and they get prissy at how we dealt with it."

"Harry has a point. The surviving idiots are back in charge and want his head."

Fuyumi grabbed Harry's hand "You did nothing wrong. We have three kids to look after, yes I know Edward is your Godson." She eyed Harry with glittering eyes and a coy smile "I effectively raised my youngest brother before I met you. Your Godson is my responsibility as much as yours. I'm still miffed at you for that stunt you've pulled and are pulling."

"What stunt is that?"

"I have a brother-in-law who faked his death and is now trying to build a reputation in order to destroy my father-in-law. Furthermore, said in-law saw Fuyumi and decided to approach her and potentially risk my cover."

Seamus and Dean sighed "One of these days you and your schemings are going to get someone killed."

By now they reached the house, sitting on the front porch were Izuku and Shoto, between them were the Twins. "Harry, Big Sister." Shoto said as he looked at them.

"Little brother…sorry for the wait."

Shoto looked Dean, Neville and Seamus up and down, for the Irish Hero, he thought the heterochromatic hero-in-training was working out how much of a threat he was going to be. Shoto turned back to his sister and her husband "We've set up our own forum, we were waiting for you to get back."

Harry chuckled, "Well, send me an invite and we can get this chat on the way." With that he set about divesting himself of his suit. As Harry pulled his shoulder free to find a black t-shirt landing on it; Harry turned on the tv and activated the forum through the tv and he watched as Class 1-A jumped into the chat.

All would have been good if Seamus hadn't decided to put the video-selection on. Thus the entirety of Class 1-A had the full privilege of Baraquiel's homelife, equipped with said teacher shuffling around pulling on a pair of tracksuit bottoms whilst holding a baby. "What? Heroes have lives as well. Now how are people holding up? It is perfectly fine to say that you're falling apart."

The straight to the point, direct style of communication caught the students off guard "I'm a little numb, sensei." This came from Ojiro, the tailed student was doing reps with his tail, looking slightly haunted in his eyes.

"You were on your own in the inferno zone…they've only just started examining that zone. I've told them the truth, mostly."

"You'd lie to your superiors?" Gasped Ashido

Seamus snorted "Harry won't just lie to the higher-ups. He'll lie, obfuscate, call out and quite frankly if he needs to threaten everyone and anyone who dares threaten in his care."

"Seamus…I'm attempting to bury my past."

"And how is that going? I still remember you leaning on Eraserhead the night after you got your licence; fighting four members of the HSPC." Fuyumi retorted wearing an oversized jumper and baggy jeans carrying five chilled beers.

"Are you guys seeing this?" Yaoyorozu questioned.

The heroes-in-training watched and listened as their peers began to speak about their experience in the USJ. They quickly realised that Baraquiel was correct about heroics being a job where you played for keeps. They were horrified when Baraquiel, Roadblock, Banshee and Malkav revealed just how unforgiving their experiences had been, they'd even begun to go into details about their school defence.

Kyoka caught Izuku's and Shoto's own individual lack of emotion when this particular event of their teacher's past arose.

(HPSC) Five Heroes, HPSC trained of course; stood, leaned and crouched in the empty office. Among them was a two-toned blue and pink haired, lithe woman who answered to the name of Lady Nagant.

Nagant eyed her colleagues, she was meant to be on leave. And under surveillance, they can't have one of their most important assets

unobserved and unprotected can they. She snorted to herself attracting looks of nervousness from her colleagues.

Of her colleagues, she was familiar with all of them. In the room, with her, were Blindsight; a blind operative who operated with four incredible senses; Wystle; he could whistle and the pitch, rhythm and frequency could be alternated for various effects. Mockingbird; he would attempt to provoke and with his second retort he'd inflict varying injuries with his words; the downside, the injuries had to be believable; it was a good thing he was a trained doctor. The final member was the Winged Hero: Hawks.

The door opened and the President walked in. She kept her eyes clearly on Nagant; the previous president, unknown to Nagant, was actually in a coma as opposed to dead like Nagant believed. As for why the President hadn't put Nagant in prison yet, simply, this was her last mission. If she performed this with no questions asked then everything would be fine. If not...that was a different story and why Hawks was in the room.

"Nagant, Blindsight, Wystle, Mockingbird; thank you for meeting me so promptly. Heroes, you all know of the 'observe' order on Thunder Hero: Baraquiel. I am stepping up the process to include integrating yourselves into his company. You are to learn him better than he knows himself, find out his plans and stance on heroics; it is extremely important that you don't aggravate him. We owe Endeavor that much. If we push too hard and Baraquiel's wife reacts there is every chance that Endeavour will come crashing down on us regardless of what information that's not on his file. Furthermore, I want you to organise a rent-a-thug attack on Todoroki Natsuo. I want to know the extent of the protections on the boy. Only talk to the youngest Todoroki if he makes contact with you."

"And?" Nagant asked.

"I leave the rest to your discretion."

With that Hawks opened the door for them before shutting it afterwards. "Hawks, keep your sidekicks ready to intervene. You have your orders."

Hawks nodded.

(Baraquiel)

Harry found himself looking not only at his students but also their family members "Ojiro, I know I said I was willing to listen…would you care to explain?"

The tailed student blushed slightly, "I told my parents about what happened, they were going to ring the school…"

"That tends to be proper procedure, Ojiro."

"Then care to explain this?" Kyotoku demanded

"Simple, this is a recommended but voluntary exercise for your children to be able to talk about their experiences. Something, myself and my friends never got. Your children, were forced into a situation that they were woefully underprepared for; I would say that's heroics in general but with heroics but they have training and experience…One thing heroics doesn't teach you is killing; heroes shouldn't have to kill but sometimes there are villains that are not going to be brought in alive. And for exposing them to that I can only apologise."

"What's UA's plan?" asked Denki's mother.

"I have not the foggiest, I'm only TA. A vicious TA at that, but I'm going to be doing additional again voluntary physical training. Fool us once shame you, fool us twice shame on us...Never a third time. In fact I can't promise that villains won't attack us again, but I can teach and train them to be more effective."

"Sensei, you appeared to have everything under control and then that thing...appeared." Iida barked.

Harry cracked, his quirk activated, electricity surged but as quickly as it arrived, it stopped. "You are very perceptive, Iida, be warned, stop your digging."

Inko finally spoke "Baraquiel, what can you tell us?"

Harry sighed "Something drastic, and I fear, and this class is going to be right in the middle of it."

"We'll be ready right, brother?" Shoto asked.

"I'd love to be optimistic and say yes. But realistically unlikely; but when everything hits the fan, I'm…"

"We, Harry, We are going to be assisting them through it. You're not Fudge, neither is the Principle." Fuyumi stated squeezing Harry's shoulder "Besides, you're going to be with them cleaning it up. You're not on your own."

"Can you be more specific about what's coming?" asked Hagakure's father nervously.

Harry paused "I can't…mainly because I have no evidence, then there's the fact that I don't trust the Heroic Public Safety Commission as far as I can throw them. However, I do have suspicions, I suspect the USJ was partly an inside job and a herald for things to get a lot worse. I won't have you sign a confidentiality agreement; I trust your judgement."

Kyotoku eyed the Homeroom Teacher "I sense you're bucking the status quo."

Harry grinned "I don't trust the government not to wipe their collective backsides and leave my runts to deal with the missed bottoms. I've tidied up one country…"

"More reduced one to utter shambles. But anyway, sir, Harry is by far the best and most reliable hero to assist in the things yet to come." Dean chimed in.

With the impromptu interview finished, Class 1-A were left alone. "All of you, I'll see you tomorrow if you wish. If not, I'll see you all in a week." With that Harry signed off the chat.

Harry sagged immediately. "I'm too tired and weary to deal with this bull. My suit has been destroyed as it wasn't built to my specifications. My original suit is more or less something out of a nightmare movie and the restrictions on the materials are a nightmare. Considering my stance on the HPSC, they're extremely unlikely to assist me."

Harry sat himself at the table as Fuyumi bustled around. She was aware of her husband's tics, when she'd intervened earlier on that day...she momentarily paused so she could understand why Harry was on edge.

Villains had attacked him and his students. She understood that Harry had stepped away from being a hero; that Class 1-A were expecting but had instead revealed to them an unspoken fact of heroics. Killing was always an option, it wasn't even the fact that her husband had killed, it was the loving ease and just how effortless it was to summon the power of lightning and electricity and effortlessly dispatch, dismantle and destroy the villains in front of him. "Harry, you cannot blame yourself for this…The villains appeared and they brought a weapon designed to kill All Might; you stopped it. Your friends arrived and as did I, you and I might disagree about the HPSC; you might even disagree with my dad. But I chose you, didn't I?" With that Fuyumi wrapped her arms around him.

"My father's suit is made up of a regulated material called Composite X."

"That's what ours were made of. Harry, Comp X, is regulated to the gills here and if you want a full suit you need to either acquire it on your own or you make nice with the HPSC." Dean commented.

Fuyumi smirked, rather she imitated a smirk. Harry looked at the smirk "Now what are you thinking?"

"You have a contact. And I can get my father to give you a location."

Neville looked at Fuyumi and Harry "Harry, did you…"

"He didn't. My stupid brash hot tempered elder brother…"

"Harry, I thought you said your wife was the eldest."

"I said eldest daughter, not that Fuyumi is the eldest child. Her other brother is my contact. It'd do him some good for this."

At that moment Harry's phone went off. The song was 'Save Me' the remixed version.