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Mission complete!

Summary: U.S.J is being attacked! Survive the attack to live another day...

Objective: Survive U.S.J

Secret objective: Defeat/Kill the nomu.

Reward: New [Conformation] set, 10% boost too all conformation sets.

Secret reward: Max out one [Conformation set]

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Congratulations master Casey, [Wolverine] is now too 85%, while [Eraserhead] is currently on 80%. Now for you're first [conformation] set choice.

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[Brain washing] - An emitter quirk utilised by Hitoshi Shinso, Giving the user the power too mind control victims by activating the quirk and getting them too answer you.

[Cyclops] - Scott Summer's abilities, Due too you're lack of brain damage this power can be turned on and off, Allowing you too shoot laser beams from you're eyes that can get through nearly anything.

[Shadowcat] Kitty Pyrde's moveset, Giving you the power too phase through most objects.

[Midnight] - The quirk of Nemuri Kayama, An emitter style quirk. Releasing from the skin it applies a sleeping agent in the form of a gas that knocks out anyone that smells it.

Well, This was different.

Sitting in the infirmary, I contemplated my choices. Too be honest I had gotten used too having a pre-chosen set. So the option too get different ones? It was weird.

They were all good in it's own way, Especially Cyclops. I currently lacked a long distance form of fighting, So eye beams could work. But I already had an eye related power. Which would probably mess with each other instead of working together. And at heart I was always a close range fighter.

Kitty's and midnight's powers were both incredibly useful. But honestly couldn't think of a use for them. Phasing would be incredibly useful when used right, But would it mesh well? I don't think so. Meanwhile Midnight's power as a sleeping agent? It would be useful for stealth missions. But with enhanced senses already I could predict the paths of whoever I was stalking.

But brainwashing? Could it work on multiple people? Could they answer what I say? If they could it'd be an incredible interrogation tool. And even if it wasn't such a cop out in a fight would be incredible.

Instead of Kurogiri teleporting us all away, I could've got him too teleport everyone back. It was endless, And my choice was already made.

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[Wolverine] - As the biological son of wolverine you have inherited his healing factor, enhanced senses, and claws. However you have not received adamantium, and lack the proper training compared too you're predecessor. 85% as strong as it's predecessor.

[Eraserhead] - From you're mother's side, Her quirk being a near exact copy of Shoto Aizawa's. This gives you the ability too negate other quirk's simply by looking at them. Currently 80% as powerful as it's predecessor.

[Brain washing] - An emitter quirk utilised by Hitoshi Shinso, Giving the user the power too mind control victims by activating the quirk and getting them too answer you. Currently 90% as strong as its predecessor.

Like when I gained my erasure quirk, An odd feeling emerged in my voice box. Instead of a pressure too release it felt more like a switch too turn on and off, Giving it a test run. I simply said "hello". And could hear the change from my usual voice, It was slightly deeper and held more of a crackle then when I usually spoke.

My move set was quickly growing, With both quirk erasure and mind control i could potentially defeat most people without using my mutant abilities. But I always had my newest addition.

Aizawa had retrieved my sword, Saying it was rightfully mine. And reading that the kanji '死' stood for 'Death'. So I now had a katana literally called death.

That's metal as fuck.

Getting out of bed with a groan, And sticking on some casual wear. I left the infirmary towards my U.A dorm. From Yaoyorozu's visit she told me that they'd moved into U.A as well now, Making the previous vacant boys common room possibly filled.

Surprisingly, The gaping hole in my stomach barely left a scar, Only being a lighter shade of my body compared to the usual tan. Unlike my knuckle scars which are clearly visible.

My guess was right, Some of the 1-A boys sitting in the common room, A look of utter surprise on they're faces. Before a few came up and surrounded me in a hug.

"Dude! You're ok!" Kirishima said, Giving me a squeeze. A wheeze left me which made him drop me with a grin on his face, Along with the rest letting me out of the death grip. Kaminari steeping forward with a slight look of nervous on his face.

"Bro...Just wanna say thanks. Kyoka-san told me when I woke up that you came and helped us..I-I don't know if we would've survived." A grim look came on his face, Placing a hand on his shoulder in support he looked up at me, Awaiting my response.

"Kaminari, We're teammates. It's what we do."

Nodding his head, Kaminari stepped back with a smile on his face. Furrowing his brow while his phone rang and walking away too answer it. Wasn't my business.

The last person that had came over, Midoriya. Looked at me momentarily. A look of something I couldn't describe in his eyes.

"Midoriya I-"

"I fuckin' knew it! Yes!" Pumping his arm into the air he jumped him, A cheer of excitement leaving him.

What the fuck was happening?

"What?..." Sensing my confusion he looked at me again, An invisible lightbulb switching on over his head. And throwing a hand up too explain it. Pulling me away from the rest of the group with a good grip on my arm.

"You're the son of fucking wolverine!...I-I seen the resemblances but when I seen the claws..." Hushing his voice Izuku's eyes were filled with amazement. Bringing a chuckle out of me.

"Yup, That's true."

"Wow...That's fucking cool." Taking a step back in bewilderment, He magically pulled out a copy titled 'hero's Issue 14' and scribbling down my name, Along with a sketch of my face.

Deciding too leave him alone, I began my walk towards the dorm room. Getting a nod off some of the other boys, The only other one I hadn't seen Bakugo. Who was staring at me with a sneer.

"Don't think you're the shit just because you have a few powers, Mutie." Practically snarling at me, I held my poker face. Deciding it was time too try my new unlocked power.

"Bakugo?"

"What shithead?"

"Kneel."


"So, You brainwashed Bakugo-kun?"

Sitting in principle Nezu's office was not how I expected today too go, But word spread quickly when I had Bakugo jump out a window on the second floor. Something Recovery girl was not happy too fix.

"Pretty much, Think it's a new power I unlocked." Playing it cooly, He only hummed and took another sip of his tea. Nezu was very creepy dude, Just his stare with black beady eyes was enough too creep me out. So being stuck in silence with him? Something I didn't like doing.

"Strange, Both you're X-gene and quirk are from youre parents...But this is completely new. Could you're quirk's full potential be dormant?" Shrugging my shoulders I sunk into the chair, Both of us falling into a comfortable silence. "I would have a few theories about this, But for now I don't know. Perhaps you don't have you're own quirk, And it's just one's passed down through you're family."

"I don't know, Mom never mentioned a family member who could mind control people. And that's something I'd think she'd mention." Silently chucking to himself, Nezu himself leaned back into the chair. Placing his empty cup of tea down before he did.

"Perhaps, But that's not the reason I brought you here. Xavier was greatly worried about you're health after seeing the U.S.J incident on the news, Mainly I just called you down too check if you had any outstanding injuries, But it seems you're fine. Recovery girl arrived not too long ago and gave a report." Nodding my head along with him, He pulled out an old phone from the desk, One of the one's you had too manually sling the numbers into place.

"Well if that's all, Will I leave?" Slowly getting up out off the seat, He just let out a hum before ringing the other line. Walking out the door too hear.

"Xavier? He's alive."

...Way too make it ominous dude.

A ding on my phone got my attention, A small smile escaping me. I had 3 different chats open, Each with a different person. Opening the most recent one.

Jean: Heard what happened, Rogue and Kurt had too be practically tied down too stop them helping you.

Case: All good now, Just have a killer new sword.

Jean: You'll have too show me it next time you're here, Which'll be?...

Case: Probably Saturday, I'll see what's happening in U.A

Jean: Good, See you then ;)

...Tease.

Sending me a selfie after of her sitting with Scott, Jubilee and Kitty. I just sent a simple one back of me standing outside Nezu's office. Him on the phone in the back.

Onto the next one.

Pinky: Cat's out of the bag huh?

Case: Yup, Won't be long till the whole school knows now.

Pinky: Well doesn't make a difference too me, You've been wolverine 2.0 since the first time I met you. And anyone that says anything bad can catch acid straight too the face!

Case: Not a good idea

Pinky: No, It's a perfect idea!

Well, Looks like Mina was gonna need a detective watching her from now on.

New York's newest news: New murderer who melts the face's off victims!

...I'm sure that'd go down well.

But the newest person who had privately messaged me was none other then...Izuku? We weren't always that close so it was a bit weird of him...

Deku: Hey Casey, After finding out everything you have, And seeing you're current hero outfit was destroyed. I decided too have another one made, Come up too my room and let me know what you think of it. Of course only if you want too!

How that man somehow gets his awkwardness in a text message, I don't know. Maybe that's a secondary power he had?

Case: Sure, Be up now

Beginning my travel too his dorm, It wasn't long before I got there. Mainly thinking about why he'd make me another one. Although my old one was absolutely destroyed, But i couldn't think of any major changes I could make too it.

If I recalled properly, My old outfits jacket was currently sitting on a chair in Xavier's institute, The shirt was ripped into pieces, spread along U.S.J's vast area. And the pants were torn into strands of fabric.

Maybe rogue would like the jacket?

Opening the door it was clear he had been working on it for a while, I think I had been in the infirmary three days? Even though I could've left by the first night recovery girl insisted I stay, Much too my displeasure.

Waving me in, Carefully closing the door behind me. My jaw dropped, Midoriya's room was like a mad scientists lab. Various hero posters but then he had complete sketches and diagrams of quirk systems, Anatomy, Weapon design, and even more. If he wasn't a hero he would've been the next iron man.

"Y-Yeah so...Hold on let me grab it first." Reaching under his bed and pulling out a box with a 'U.A support course' he pulled out a uniform. Placing it out on his bed, Along with 'death', The sword I swear was in my room. But I wouldn't pry him about it.

"P-Put it on." Pointing towards the bathroom, He slammed most of the equipment back into the box and handed me the sword in hand. I'd missed my baby.

He had certainly put the work in, I liked this a lot more then my previous suit. I still had the combat boots but they now had a mesh inside, And were extremely lightweight compared too the previous clunky design. The pants had various pockets and storage, For what? I didn't know yet. But I'd find out. Along with a belt with various clips and holdings on it.

Instead of a T-shirt and jacket. The T-shirt was scrapped. Now being an open jacket made of a lightweight material, Various armour plates covered the shoulders and torso section of the jacket, while a sheath for death was on the back just below my shoulder. Placing it into its rightful home, And looking at myself in the mirror.

The last piece of equipment I had given was a pair of...sunglasses? No. At a closer inspection they were a highly durable set too protect my eyes while erasure was active, The holdings of them clipping around my ears for support.

The colour scheme was also differently, Midoriya having opted for a black and dark grey scheme. The pants were mostly black, But it held dark grey stripes up the sides of it. While the jacket was instead black on the bottom till my shoulders and then swapped into the dark grey, While the visors were black with heavily tinted glass. More then likely too obscure if I had erasure active or not.

Coming out too see Midoriya, He practically fangirled at my look. Kicking his feet off the ground before letting out a cough too calm himself down. But not losing the massive smile that painted his face.

"Dude...You look so cool."

Pulling his hero journal copy out again, I pulled the glasses off and leaned over his shoulder. Seeing a drawing of myself, Various question marks littered the page such as 'Metal claws?' And 'X-gene erasure?'. He was clearly investigating my powers, Something I found interesting. Midoriya would be very useful against some future villains.

His quirk practically destroyed him with a single hit, But even if he could get data on the villains and point out they're weaknesses, He'd be a prized asset.

"Yeah you can X that one out bro, Only have the bone claws." Putting one hand out I let them fly, Ending only inches from his face. Uncontrolled enthusiasm filling his face again before he got back too work, Scribbling out the metal claws part and now writing...How long they were?

"O-Ok so! You're claws are both shorter and skinnier then wolverine's, His are 10.5 inches long, While you have 9 inch claws exactly. But even from where they come out of! It's like you are more suited for the claws, An X-ray on wolverine proved-"

"Hold on dude, What? How do you know this?" Deadpanning at me for a moment. Before sheepishly rubbing his head.

"I ehm...Robbed Recovery girls report on you."

"Bro...What."


-X-23-

It was coming.

She couldn't even call it a He, No. that thing was an uncontrolled animal. Roars of rage filling X-23 up with fear while she ran through the forest. Momentarily tripping over a lone branch in the ground, Before letting her claws out too scale the tree. Quickly getting too the top and jumping branch too branch.

It wouldn't be long before he caught up too her, She was an incomplete clone of Wolverine. While her superior wasn't perfect either, He didn't even have a mind. Only chasing her down on pure anger and orders.

William Stryker, The man who ordered her death. Was the one controlling that beast of destruction. It would only listen too him, Memories of him clawing through the scientists that asked him too calm down filling her mind. It was terrifying.

She couldn't beat it in a fight, Not a hope. That's partly why she was coming for wolverine. Maybe he could stop it, And help her escape this eternal torment she had found herself trapped it. Why her? She didn't know any life other then the lab, Being tested on over and over again. But one day they simply decided too 'dispose of the failures'

And that's when it was sent in, The screams of all the kids younger then her still burnt into her mind. Screams for help, Cries of pain. Nothing could get past it. Only moving forward and completing the mission.

The perfect soldier.

A pain in her back told her that, Glancing over her shoulder too see the orange eyes of nothing but rage sending her plummeting too the ground, Various cracks escaping from her body making her widen her eyes. Repeatedly she was stabbed, Over and over. His animalistic grunts the only noise in the empty forest. And her cries of pain.

"Hey! Who's there?"

Directly in front of her, A lone man stood. Armed with a hunting rifle, And two dog ears flopping out of his hat. From his badge he seemed too be part of the forest guard, But he was no match for it. The Hunter.

With a roar it jumped off X-23, Charging towards the guard even when he let out a yelp of fear, Carving into his chest when he plummeted too the ground. And a lone shot too his face doing absolutely nothing.

He looked towards X-23, Utter fear covering his face while his organs were cut into pieces. And all she could say before she continued running. Using him as a distraction too escape was.

"I'm sorry."


-Magneto-

"Interesting mystique...Very well done."

Sitting in his group hideout, The brotherhood of mutants. He watched the security footage from U.S.J she had retrieved. Wearing the face of a deceased cop too see the U.A students capabilities.

A boy with explosion powers, The league of villains would certainly be interested in him. Especially his merciless way of destroying his enemies head. Magneto winced slightly watching brains cover the ruined building 'Katsuki Bakugo' was in.

And another one, With the power too control ice. Although as the child of endeavour, Magneto doubted it was just ice. Even still. He himself was rather cruel in his fight, Some of his victims had too get whole limbs removed from frostbite. Or they were simply smashed off by 'Shoto Todoroki'.

But no...The reason he had Mystique retrieve this tape was too oversee the newest Mutant interest, Casey Howlett. And he did not disappoint.

Quirk nullification? That was new. A small smirk landing on Magneto's aging face at it. His hopeful future prótege progressing nicely. Especially his versatile fighting style. Hand to hand, Sword wielding, Shotgun blasting. Each of those he had named had atleast one victim.

But no. Certainly the most interesting performance was against the 'Nomu'.

The nomu was self proclaimed by 'Master' too be equal too All might. An opponent even Magneto wouldn't be happy too face, But an inexperienced Casey had put up a decent fight too it. Even taking one of it's limbs.

If it was a one on one. Magneto assured himself that Casey would have won, Although that might be a long shot. His performance against it was certainly admirable, And assisted in All might's swift defeat of it.

The league of villains had reached out, Interested in a dual ownership of Casey Howlett as an agent. Breaking his body? Practically impossible if his regenerating torso was anything too go off was anything. But his mind?

That could be done.

Letting out a sigh, Magneto looked at the case file of one 'Wanda Maximoff'. His daughter held in a psychiatric ward. Yet again she had attempted too escape, But maybe it was time to let her prove herself.

"Mystique? Yes, Please go retrieve Wanda. I have an objective for her."


This chapter was a lot of preparing the next arc, And the one after that. A lotttt of foreshadowing happening here.

If you want too try visualise it Casey's outfit is based on the X-jacket with the colour scheming of X-force wolverine one. Mainly because I think it's metal as fuck.

Song while writing - Out of the fire (Type-o negative)