Hellos Hellos Kalbern here!
Well then here we go again with another bout of shenanigans for you lovely people here. Just want to take a quick moment to say thank you for all the support and kind words, and I will continue on with the story as I always have (even if I procrastinate, which is a lot).
That, and I recently started working again which takes a good chunk of my time, but I try to work on it whenever I can.
Now then, let's continue shall we?
If you were to ask Minoru Mineta his reason for wanting to join the Hero course, he would tell you straight up and without hesitation that bitches love heroes.
Which is somewhat true, depending how good and/or popular you are. Another thing that should be regarded as true is the fact that Mineta is neither good nor popular. As an example, Mt. Lady is a competent hero and has nice assets that make her a nice hero. Midnight is a Dom that even villains would want to be defeated by. Endeavor, even though he is a flaming bag of dicks, has women constantly wonder if he is actually able to light a fire in their belly (Which is purely a metaphorical question and not a literal one, I promise)
Mineta however... does not posses those qualities.
He is not ugly, mind you. While he doesn't have the jock bod nor the slender model type, he can still try to go for the... the...
the um... *aggressively sifts through papers*
...well he has something that doesn't make him completely hopeless. Unfortunately he has the same popularity as the purple stuff you see in the fridge before you push it aside for the Sunny D.
Regardless, none of that has stopped Mineta in his overall quest to become the most popular hero. Even with the disgusted glares, the (deserved) slander behind his back and the circumstance of being shunned by the female populace he still struggles forward to eventually become the hero they will crawl back to. This is his destiny and nothing could ever change his mind.
Absolutely nothing... until he became a student at UA.
THWACK!
Mineta bounces across the concrete floor as another plan of attack failed, with Midoriya-Sensei virtually untouched.
" You didn't think I would know about what you're planning, Mineta?"
He couldn't answer, the pain too great for him to allow it.
" You didn't think I would figure out what your game is, Mineta?"
Inko calmly walks over to him, the boy in question retreating back in kind as his self-preservation overrides his love of women.
CRACK!
He suddenly stops as her fist cracks the floor again, right next to his pelvis.
" And you certainly didn't think that you would cop a feel with that last attack... did you Mineta?"
His stomach drops as his hidden motive was revealed. The disgust and exasperation of his classmates on the sidelines could not compare to the MURDEROUS glare in front of him.
" Well if you're that desperate for attention..."
Her hand raised, and open palm ready to meet his cheek.
" THEN I'LL GIVE YOU AN EXPERIENCE YOU'LL NEVER FORGET!"
" NOOOOOOOO-"
"-OOOOO" SMACK!
" Get it together, Mineta!-THWACK!- Stay with me damn it!"
Now we find our elusive green-haired student in the infirmary, where we find him trying to knock some sense into a bed-ridden Mineta covered in bruises. No it is not a metaphor.
"Wait ho-*SLAP!* Izu-*PLAP!* I'm go-*THWACK!* I SAID I'M OKAY DAMN IT!"
"... oh."
"..."
"..."
SLAP!
"Ow! What he hell was that for!"
"Sorry fruity, had to get that last bit out." says a grinning Izuku, looking anything BUT sorry. " But glad to have you back from the dead! When they brought you in I thought that someone let their intrusive thoughts win and try to juice you."
"Juice me? What the hell happened!?", asked Mineta.
"Well, my mom kind of, sort of went a biiiit overboard with todays' class and had to bring a few of our classmates into the infirmary. That's where you are by the way, so yeah."
"Oookay, but where were you? We all got our asses kicked and here you are playing doctor!"
"Well this is my mom we're talking about here, so she's not inclined to do any sparring with me soon!" replies Izuku, "Also, she already does enough damage with the frying pan... *shiver* ughh, be thankful you never have to worry about it."
"O-oh, oookay then..."
"Alrighty then! Time to take care of the next patient!" says Izuku before darting off somewhere else
At that moment Mineta finally takes notice of three other students that are in the infirmary with them, that being Bakugo, Todoroki and Momo.
Bakugo seems to be worst of the bunch, as his arms are bandaged and his cheeks swollen. Todoroki doesn't look like he was hurt much with the ice pack on his head, but then saw the thermometer and chicken soup in his hand. Must've overused his quirk, although he doesn't think that translates to being down with the flu.
As for Mom- DANGER! DANGER! AVERT YOUR EYES IMMEDIATELY!
"AHHH!"
"Huh? What happened!? Is there's something on my face!?" asks Momo worryingly.
"Stay away! Don't come any closer!", yells Mineta in fright. The sudden fright causes him to jolt back and fall off the bed.
"What does that mean!? Bakugo, Todoroki is there something wrong with me?"
Todoroki looks at Momo, quietly scanning her form before shaking his head. Bakugo on the other hand-
"Dwoes ib luk ike I gib a ship?", is of no help.
Meanwhile Mineta picks himself off the floor, taking deep breaths.
What the hell was that? Why did I just felt utter fear when I looked at her? Did Mrs. Midoriya do something to me?
Just then a voice from behind quickly sent shivers down his spine.
"Hellooo! Izuku are you here? I need to talk to you about-"
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
With his fight or flight instinct kicking in, he quickly dashes out of the infirmary nearly shoving Inko who was just arriving.
"... Gosh, wonder what happened to him?"
In many realities, Mineta was a constant. Ever the failed playboy, ever the short creep, the degeneracy of this boy was unforgettable. Yet out of many realities, this one seems to be the curveball that changes Mineta forever. The gods have decided to play a joke on him, and now he will be suffering the full brunt of the punchline.
Speaking of practical jokes, if he screamed at the sight of Momo then how bad will it be when he gets to his room?
...Exactly as bad as you would think it to be. Wonder what else will be in store for Mineta?
Meanwhile, in an abandoned building on the other side of town.
It goes without saying that villains are the antithesis of Heroes; One is a paragon of society and order, the other is nothing more than the means to end it. A modern paradox, one cannot exist without the other. Regardless, that doesn't stop them from making sure one is wiped out from existence. It is a never ending war that predates centuries, and for Tomura he is another follower of the side of evil. He is currently having a soda at the bar with his loyal henchman who is manning the bar itself.
" Kurogiri, is everything set for the mission?", he asks.
A tall slim figure looks up from cleaning his glass at the bar, "Of course, young master. Giran was able to contact the usual urban rabble, and was able to provide for us a Nomu he claims can kill All-Might."
"Really? A bold claim to have a cheat code ready for our game today."
"So is the claim that you are able to 'speedrun it' as it were."
Tomura just looks back in mild surprise, "...Wow, ok then. Way to shit on my confidence there, man. You know if I were less tolerant of you, I would have turned you to dust already."
" Of course you would, young master. You have mentioned this the last... 15 times, if I remember correctly."
"Wait, you keep track?"
" That is correct. I have also counted the many times you executed an 'NPC' to make an example of in front of the others, which I have to say if you are going to do it again please do so that is not where the carpet is. I have to spend hours trying to get the stains out."
" Oh. Sorry about it, I'll keep it in mind next time."
"Thank you, young master."
RRRIING! The sound of the phone on the far side of the counter is brought into attention, prompting Kurogiri to answer.
"Hello?... Ah hello Lady Midoriya, it's so wonderful to hear from you again!... Oh, the young master is doing quite well right now. What about young master Izuku?... Splendid!... Yes?... Mhmm... Quite right... Oh... Ohhh dear... That's very unfortunate..."
"Huh? What's going on? What's mom saying?", asks Tomura anxiously, not liking the worrying tone of his right hand man/butler.
"...Young master, I'm sorry to say that the attack will have to be postponed until next week."
"WHAT!?", he rushes over towards Kurogiri and snatches the phone from his hands. "Mom, what happened!? Are you alright!?"
"Everything is alright sweetie!" says Inko from the other side, " I just got a little too excited today and well... they won't be able to attend the USJ this week."
" Moooom! I though you were going to take it easy today! I even got the special nomu and everything!" whines Tomura.
" I know, I know! I'm sorry"
" Ugh, can't Recovery Girl just heal them up again?"
" Normally yes, but through some strange stroke of bad luck she's out on vacation right now so they got a replacement for now."
" And who the hell do they have as replacement?"
"..."
"...Mom, please don't tell me it's Izuku that's in charge of the infirmary."
As if to confirm that statement, a sudden crash is heard from Inko's end.
" Kaminari! I need your hands, we need to revive Katsy-poo STAT!"
"What the- get the hell off me, Midoriya!"
"But he's unconscious!"
"That's because you keep fucking with the bed adjust remote!"
"And when the hell is it a sin to make someone comfortable? Get over here!"
" Hey WAIT! STOP!"
"CLEAR!"
ZAAAAAAAAP! CRASH! "GAHHHHH! IMMA GONA 'ILL U PHUCKIN' CUAC!"
The next few minutes resulted in a cascading noise of punches and thrown objects, with a good amount of yelling from all sides. From Tomura's end he can hear his mother trying to calm herself down.
" Well they couldn't find any other alternative! Sure there are other healing heroes, but either they're too far away to respond or they just didn't respond after knowing where it is?"
"What do you mean by that? You mean that they already know Izuku's there?"
" You already know how word gets around when your brother's involved, so now they're most likely to stay like that at least until tomorrow."
" Okay! So if they are going to be okay tomorrow then why have the trip next week? That doesn't make any sense!"
" Oh well uh... that would be the principal's doing?"
" What?" says Tomura.
" Yeah, well he already knows about me and your father so he decided to ramp up security for the USJ stating a anonymous call from someone."
Tomura's face fell upon hearing that.
" *Sigh* So then this whole thing was a bust from the beginning huh?", he says dejectedly
Inko did not like hearing her son like that, " Oh Tom-tom, don't be so sad. You'll get your chance, I promise. Besides, this just means that you get organize yourself a little better."
" And just what is that supposed to mean? I'll have you know that I have everything under control."
" If that's the case what were you planning to do then? Because from what your father told me and the list he gave me-"
"That was supposed to be a secret!"
"Heh, it's cute that you think you can hide stuff from me, but I digress. Tell your father I need to talk to him later. Anyways, from what I've gathered you were just planning on getting a bunch of delinquents together and attack them head on with this nomu thing you got, without looking into what quirks they had, am I right?"
"...N-no..."
" Thank goodness that you didn't, because I would've had to do another lecture about proper operation planning."
"Y-yeah, of course!"
" Good, now I'll have to go now. The students are starting to get a little antsy."
Considering the fact that the fight has escalated to an all out patient braw between some of the students, that is a bit of an understatement.
" Oook then, bye mom."
"Bye sweetie! I love you!"
"Love you too mom."
"Tee hee...ALRIGHT, I WANT EVERONE TO CALM THE FUCK DOWN NO- *beeep*"
Hearing that last sentence before the call cut off made Tomura shiver, knowing the times when she got mad at someone for whatever reason. Hanging up the phone, he went back to the bar to finish his soda.
"Alright! So UA's on to us, everybody is virtually indisposed because of mom going overboard, and now I have to make phone calls to a bunch of criminals to let them know that the job's off for now! Just great!" he says with no small hint of sarcasm.
"Technically YOU don't call them, Giran does, young master."
"Don't be a smart ass right now. I'm really not in the mood."
" Understood master, but I hope you are in the mood to speak to your father as he's asking for you in the briefing room."
"Briefing room? You know that's just an oversized storage closet right?"
" Oh? So that 'plan' wasn't just you trying to wing it?"
"...Ok you know what? Touché and fuck you.", says Tomura ending the conversation. Gulping down the rest of his soda, he quickly excuses himself and heads over to the briefing room, where a large monitor resides showing absolutely nothing at all apart from the weird soundwaves it keep reading.
" Hey dad. You still trying to go for the whole mysterious benefactor thing?"
"... Son, I just spent a lot of money trying to get this set up. I had to get Kurogiri to distract your mother for me so I can order this thing, so the very least thing you can do is play along."
"Very difficult to do that when you look like the bad Chinese knock off of a MGS codex screen. Also, mom already knows and wants to talk to you after work."
"Wait, she knows already?"
"Yup"
"*sigh*ffuuuck...I'm definitely sleeping on the couch tonight..."
"Yup, sooo you wanted to talk to me about something?"
" What? do I need to have a reason to talk with my wonderful and evil son? I'm hurt"
" Dad you only ever speak to me like this whenever you have another one of your 'be evil' schemes."
" Hey, don't just pin this all on me mister! Remember you said you were going to continue the family legacy."
" Well yeah, but I thought it was for something else like taking up an instrument or running a business."
" You are running a business! And that business is crime!"
"Now where have I heard that before?..."
" Here's a hint, you're 12 percent British. Moving on!" All-for-One clears his throat before moving on. " Son, I know the USJ thing didn't really go exactly as planned but there is still a way to salvage this!"
"Oookayyy...?"
" Look, right now they are diverting security for the USJ right? That means they are leaving areas of opportunity for us!"
"Such as?"
"Well, we have received reports that Ketsubutsu Academy is doing something similar at some stadium this week, so we'll go ahead and do it there instead!"
"Ugh, might as well the- wait you said Ketsubutsu Academy?" asked Tomura.
"Um, yes?"
"Isn't that where Ms. Joke works at?"
"Yes, and?"
"We're not going after her class right?"
"What! No! we're going after the other class. I'm not stupid enough to go after your brother's tutor, and your mother would kill me if I did that to her drinking buddy."
"Oh thank god! Okay, yeah, we can do this then."
"Good, I'll go ahead and have Giran make a few calls then have the nice doctor bring you the nomu when it's time."
"*shiver* ugh, Dad do I have to meet him face to face? That guy really creeps me out."
"Yeah I know, he REALLY is creepy. I'll have Kurogiri make a portal to send him through."
"Thanks Dad, you're the best."
"Ey, no problem kiddo! Just get out there and the best evil bastard you can be!"
"Hahahaha! Soon, the world will see the folly of Heroes! AND WE WILL BE THE ONES TO BRING SOCIETY TO THEIR KNEES! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"THERE YOU GO SON! MAKE THOSE HEROES TREMBLE FROM THE WEIGHT OF THEIR HUBRIS! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Say what you will about good and evil, but a good parent is always nice to have.
Meanwhile, back in UA, in the support department.
Mei is currently in the school's workshop, currently working on her latest invention. At this point, class was already dismissed and many of the students have already left for home. Not her though, since she always has to be working on something. Is she obsessed with tinkering? Definitely. Is she a workaholic? Only when it matters, which in that case is basically when working on machines and support gear.
More specifically, at the moment she is working on the support gear for class 1-A. Following the disastrous training session with Midoriya-Sensei, her class was tasked with fixing up and improving the damaged support gear they were given to. Each student was assigned the support gear on one of the hero students, and Mei just so happened to get Iida's gear.
She remembered how flustered he was when he gave the hero gear to her, probably thinking about their previous encounter. The various jeers and teasing from Iida's classmates didn't make it any better for him, but why would that matter? All she did was ask him if he would like to join her and add some input into making her babies.
Oh, that's right! She was just talking about her inventions, although for her it felt... wrong just saying it like that. Of course people would get the wrong idea and immediately assume she would want to take him on top of the workbench table and make him rev it up until she screamed in absolut-
"Aaaannd I think I'll stop for today... can't let my babies see me like this.", she says as she carefully begins to put away the support gear she was working on. From there she begins to put away her tools and clean her workstation.
Not that she makes a habit out of it, cuz' why make your bed if you're only going to make it messy again? But she really needs the distraction right now.
However, a strong knock is heard from the large metal doors. Pausing in her cleanup she heads over and opens the door, finding none other than Iida there. So much for a distraction.
"Oh, hey Quickie! what brings you over here?"
"O-oh. I did not expect to see you, Hatsume, I was just looking for Power-Loader-Sensei in regards to my support gear. Is he here right now?", he asks avoiding her gaze.
"Well he's not here right now, but I can talk to you about it! He assigned me to work on fixing your gear, and I was just about to clean everything up for today." replies Mei, gesturing to the current mess at the moment.
"I see, can I take a look at it? I understand you were just getting ready to leave but..."
"Sure! I'm more than happy to show my babies off when I can!"
Without further comment, she suddenly grabs Iida's hand and drags him to the workbench where she was working on his gear. Most of the mess has already been cleared, but some of his gear was still out on the table. Mei grabs on of the pieces and shows it to Iida for examination.
"So looking at these babies here, they might look like there wasn't much done at first glance but I actually had to replace a good chunk of parts to these boots here. As a matter of fact I was fighting tooth and nail just for these things to not die out on me!"
"Well yes, they were definitely worse for wear when I dropped them off here earlier. You see, we had hero training earlier and-"
"Ohhhhh! Now it all makes sense! You has that session with Izuku's mom didn't you!"
"Y-yes, of course but, um, how do you know about Midoriya's mother? I know our schedule isn't exactly a secret but I wasn't aware that everybody knew her already. Is she a hero of some sort?"
"Huh? No, not really. I just know her because me and Izuku are good friends! He always helps me with my babies!"
"He helps you? So does that mean he also builds support gear?"
"Well, it's more like he makes stuff that tickles his fancy. I remember one time he actually built a cat launcher because if some song he heard in Spanish."
"What!? That's animal cruelty! How dare he make something like that!" says Iida, his arms chopping the air in indignation.
"Don't get your lug-nuts too tight, Quickie! The cats were actually having fun, they weren't in pain at all. Now that officer in the other hand..."
"Assaulting a police officer too!? I'm sorry but I'm not sure how you can be friends with a delinquent like that!"
That did not get a good reaction with Mei, her face now bearing a scowl.
"And I don't know how you'll be able to get ANY friends if you keep acting like a stuck-up little prima-donna!"
That caught Iida off guard, getting the wind knocked off his sails.
"E-excuse me?"
"Yeah you heard me. I don't know where the hell you come from or who you are, and quite frankly I don't care. If you are going to keep talking to me, I WILL ask you to put some respect on his name, delinquent or not. Am I clear?"
"But I-"
"Am. I. CLEAR?"
Mei stares at Iida for a full minute, it's intensity not faltering in the slightest. Iida for his part took a moment to take a deep breath, as he realized his folly in this conversation.
"*sigh* I understand. I see I went a bit too far, and I do deeply apologize for that."
"Heh, apology accepted. I know he's a bit out there sometimes, but he's a good guy. If anything, he's much better than many other people I've known."
" Of course, I can relate to that. I know I would absolutely be upset of someone were to be talking Ill of my brother, and if anything I think he would berate me for something like this."
"Hey at least you have a brother. I'm an only child so I've wondered what it's like to have a sibling."
"Well as a younger sibling, you are not really missing much. Only thing would be to live up to the examples he sets."
"Ugh, expectations? I'd rather work on my babies a bit more, thank you very much!"
"Haha! That I can agree on! Now then, It's starting to get late so I would like to offer to walk with you until you get home."
"Well aren't you a gentleman! Okay then, just help me with the cleanup too, will ya?"
"Of course."
It didn't take long to cleanup, so soon enough they left UA and headed over to Mei's home. It was mostly quiet during the majority of the trip, with only some small talk here and there to break the awkwardness on the way. However, by the end of it it quickly settled to a moment of comfortable silence. As they arrived to Mei's place, he quickly said his goodbyes and made his way back.
But not without getting her number of course. When he got back home, he went with his usual afternoon routine before bed. The only difference is, he decided to spend a little bit more time with his conversation with Mei. Isn't that precious?
Meanwhile, at an unknown location...
A little girl sits at a large desk, dressed up in a cute pink dress. At her desk sits a teacup playset, a stuffed bear, several pictures and a map of the city where the Takoba National Stadium resides. As she is a child she cannot smoke, so she is currently chewing on a carrot provided by one of her subordinates. About ten of them are in front of her, giving her utmost attention.
Eri gives them what was supposed to be a scary look, but in actuality is more like an overexaggerated pout which made her look cute.
"A little birdie says that the meanies are going to play here!" she says as she points to the location of the stadium. "I won't let them have fun! They hurt my mommy and daddy, and Grandpa and Uncle Kai too! You are going to find them and hurt them too!"
Her subordinates simply nod in agreement, also wanting to hurt them for daring to come against the Shie Hassaikai. Eri then points to the photos, which are actually of the Midoriyas. More specifically, she points to the photo of one Tomura Midoriya.
"Find him! He will be in big trouble, and I want to punish him myself!"
Again, her subordinates nod silently. Ever since the death of their boss and his immediate family, along with the death of Kai, the organization had fallen from grace. Well, even more so than it did previously. It tore them that their only reason for being alive was gone, and were not sure where to go from there. However, the person who was the most was Eri herself.
For a girl of only six years old, losing her family is something that would bring any other child nothing but despair and hopelessness, but not Eri. When she attended the funeral, she only felt one thing: Anger.
Anger at losing her family. Anger that she could do nothing about it. Anger that she was not able to be with them anymore. Most of all, she was angry at the one who did this to her. At this point, there was only one thing for her to do and that was to let them know of her anger.
"I don't care who gets in the way! I don't care what happens, I just want to make them hurt! When you go there, make them hurt! And bring the crusty meanie to me! I want hurt him myself! Do you understand!?"
"YES MISTRISS!"
With that, it would be a fateful day at the stadium. Regardless of the outcome, the divergence has been made and the die has been cast.
Hello Hello, Kalbern here!
Well then this is a bit of an embarrassment! It's been a couple of months since the last time of updated anything here, and for the most It's been a bit more difficult to find the time to get this taken care of.
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