Chapter One: A Starting Gun Fires

"It's not a bad dream but you have to consider what's realistic, young man." Sitting on a bed looking up at the ceiling was a teen wearing a shirt with the kanji for "shirt" on it. The teen was short for his age. His round face was framed by a short mop of fluffy dark-green hair which curls up at odd angles around his head, casting noticeably dark shadows onto itself. His eyes are large and somewhat circular, and his irises are the same shade of green as his hair, which at times is very watery, and are usually stretched quite wide, giving him an innocent, energized appearance, now he looked as if he was dead and lifeless. "YOUWANNA BE A HERO SO BAD? I'VE GOT A TIME-SAVING IDEA FOR YOU. IF YOU THINKYOU'LL HAVE A QUIRK IN YOUR NEXT LIFE...GO TAKE A SWAN DIVE OFF THE ROOF!!"

The words of his hero and someone he used to think of as a friend, our friend Izuku Midoriya, had been lying in his bed since he attempted to save his friend, but instead, he was ridiculed by the heroes and his idol Almight. He was broken and dirty due to the fact that he had been in his room for three days, "MIDORIYA!" Throwing open the door was his mother Inko Midoriya who was holding a shoe box with a sticky note on it. Like Izuku, Inko The words of his hero and someone he used to think of as a friend, our friend IzukuMidoriya, had been lying in his bed since he attempted to save his friend but instead, he The words of his hero and someone he used to think of as a friend, our friend Izuku Midoriya, had been lying in his bed since he attempted to save his friend, but instead, he was ridiculed by the heroes and his idol Almight. He was broken and dirty due to the fact the back. Inko was a kind woman who always tried to support her son.

When her son was revealed to be Quirkless and seeing him heavily crying, she frantically

apologized to him as if it was her own fault. She slipped on the floor because of her frantic

entrance, Izuku quickly got up holding his mother frantically asking, "mom what's wrong!"

his mother Inko just stuttered so much that Izuku thought she was going to pass out again.

When her son was revealed to be Quirkless and seeing him heavily crying, she frantically

apologized to him as if it was her own fault. She slipped on the floor because of her frantic

entrance, Izuku quickly got up holding his mother frantically asking, "mom what's wrong!"

When her son was revealed to be Quirkless and seeing him heavily crying, she frantically

apologized to him as if it was her own fault. She slipped on the floor because of her frantic

entrance, Izuku quickly got up holding his mother frantically asking, "mom what's wrong!"

his mother Inko just stuttered so much that Izuku thought she was going to pass out again.

When her son was revealed to be Quirkless and seeing him heavily crying, she frantically

apologized to him as if it was her own fault. She slipped on the floor because of her frantic

entrance, Izuku quickly got up holding his mother frantically asking, "mom what's wrong!"

his mother Inko just stuttered so much that Izuku thought she was going to pass out again.

Hisashi Midoriya to: My son Izuku Midoriya" As Izuku kept staring Inko finally got a hold of

herself saying, "I haven't opened it up and I won't look." Inko then grabbed the side of

Izuku's hands causing him to look at her as she continued "your father sent this. This right

here… to you so take your time." Inko then stood up shakily walking out, closing the door

behind her quietly.

Standing up Izuku sat on his bed, putting the box on the bed, looking at it he couldn't help

but think "Why now? Did he see the news, no he should be in America! Or maybe he's

coming back, he might have been searching up the news in Japan, does that mean he's

going to admonish me like the heroes?!" Izuku kept thinking unknowingly, mumbling his

thoughts out loud. After what seemed like hours to him, he finally ran out of ideas to

frighten himself. He opened the box and taking off the top he saw three futuristic, high-tech

devices that resembled a watch with a bold, mechanical design and high-tech features. It

has a bulky, rugged look, clearly built for more than just telling time.

The watch has a circular face at the center, displaying a detailed emblem or dial with bright

colors that might represent various modes, power levels, or operational statuses. This

centerpiece has a digital or holographic quality, hinting that the device has capabilities

beyond standard watches and two high-tech smartphones with a unique design that

incorporates elements of a multifunctional tool. Its main body has a bold yellow and black

color scheme, giving it a durable, industrial look as if it's built for both communication and

fieldwork. The screen area is covered by a tinted amber protective cover that flips open,

much like a rugged phone case, but with added bulk and protection. The screen itself

displays various icons and symbols, suggesting that this device has a complex interface

with multiple functionalities beyond a regular phone. When the cover is closed, it acts as a

shield, likely protecting the screen from scratches and impacts in harsh conditions. He

looked at these a little confused after all why would his father send him whatever these

were?

Something else caught Izuku's eyes, it was a large piece of notebook paper, picking it up

Izuku read it "my boy Izuku Midoriya if you want to become something better than a hero

look a little deeper… I know you can be great." Izuku's eyes began to water before he burst

out in tears practically soaking his bed, if he did secretly have a quirk, it would have

probably been excessive crying, one time he had to go to the hospital for dehydration. After

he finished crying, he whipped his tears away finally being able to see a link at the bottom

of the paper, a confused Izuku thought "What is this? It's a link to something… but what?"

going to his desk Izuku sat down, opening his computer.

Izuku then went to Google, typing in the link leading him to an unnamed site that had

various documents clicking one he read. Izuku remained there reading document after

document completely engrossed in the articles. "Th-th-these documents are absurd!"

Izuku thought, so utterly and completely astonished that he even stuttered in his own

thoughts. The documents theorized that these "Quirks" were actual a result of an energy

source, their proof was that by the time of the supposed first signs of quirks in the middle

of nineteen sixteen or world war one there was a meteor shower were one of the projectiles

landed near the hospital not only that the places where others gained "Quirks" were near

the other landing sites of the meteorites.

While this was seemingly insane the fact was that these had actual logical evidence unlike

more proposed and accepted theories. "Why would people try to hide this!" Izuku thought

while coming up with his own theory "if people widely expected this maybe it would make

people think that people with quirks were unnatural… but still if this was true it would be

like hiding the truth to help a majority especially those with stronger quirks." Izuku's

thoughts were all muddled and confused, not knowing what to think, looking over to the

devices getting up, he picked up one of the watch-like ones and took it up to the roof of the

apartment complex.

In the dark night illuminated by the streetlights Izuku looked over the edge remembering

"YOU WANNA BE A HERO SO BAD? I'VE GOT A TIME- SAVING IDEA FOR YOU. IF YOU THINK

YOU'LL HAVE A QUIRK IN YOUR NEXT LIFE...GO TAKE A SWAN DIVE OFF THE ROOF!!"

Izuku now moved back with the wind blowing across his face, looking down at his wrist at

the device he spoke "ill… i-i don't know… but I want to help people like a hero…if I can."

Izuku pressed the surface of the device, almost immediately he was encompassed by a

bright red light. Once it died down it revealed Izuku crossing his arms to cover his eyes from

the light wearing a sleek, high-tech combat uniform that embodies the agility, speed, and

precision of a cheetah. Primarily red with black and silver accents, this suit commands

attention and reflects the energy and leadership of the Red Ranger. The color scheme and

streamlined design highlight the Ranger's status while emphasizing the suit's animalistic

inspiration.

The helmet, designed to resemble a cheetah, is a standout feature. Its visor is tinted and

tapered, evoking sharp feline eyes that convey focus and speed. The mouthpiece and

subtle ridges on the helmet add to this impression, suggesting the Ranger's connection to

a powerful animal. This cheetah-inspired helmet not only symbolizes the Ranger's unique

abilities but also reinforces the "Beast" theme, linking the wearer to the attributes of the

world's fastest land animal. The suit's torso is protected by light armor, with a silver stripe

down the middle that breaks up the red and draws attention to the Beast Morpher insignia

on the utility belt. Black straps across the torso lend a tactical feel, as though the armor

and equipment are carefully secured for battle.

Matching red gloves and boots provide durability and flexibility. The reinforced boots are

designed for high-speed maneuvers, while the gloves offer impact absorption and a secure

grip. Made from a blend of flexible materials and protective segments, the suit allows full

range of motion, enabling the Ranger to move with the speed and fluidity of a cheetah. This

balance between armor and flexibility ensures that the Ranger can leap, dodge, and strike

without restriction. Every element of the Power Suit—the cheetah-inspired helmet,

lightweight armor, and tactical accessories—reflects the Ranger's connection to speed,

precision, and power. It's a masterful combination of style and functionality, allowing the

Red Ranger to harness both the protective technology of a hero and the instinctive agility of

a wild animal.

Looking over at himself, Izuku's eyes under the helmet widened as he yelled "What the

heck!" Izuku could feel the power in the suit, running back to the edge he stopped just

before looking down. Looking back up Izuku began jumping up and down before he ran

back before he ran back to the edge stopping aging "alright Deku you got this!" running

back then rushing at the edge he finally jumped. Flying through the air wildly, Izuku yelled

"AHHHH! I shouldn't have JUMPED!" The wind was whipping at Izuku while he was flying.

He went a full football field away from his mother's apartments eventually he began to fall,

he didn't know where he was landing but he was hoping that he'd be alright.

"Ahh!" Izuku landed in an alleyway "ha that wasn't so ba-" Izuku was cut off when a man

yelled "who the fuck are you!" flinching, Izuku turned to his left seeing a man whose face

looked like it was oozing with some sort of white glue. "You better get off the boss!"

Hearing another man, Izuku turned to the right, seeing a man who had an enlarged neck

with visible and thick vocal cords. Finally looking down Izuku saw that he was sitting on the

back of an unconscious fat man with a white tank top and purple skin. Quickly getting off

the man Izuku was about to say something, but he was cut off when the man with thick

vocal cords along his neck opened his mouth with a vibration hitting Izuku.

Izuku braced for impact but after a few minutes nothing happened, looking past his

crossed arms, he saw the two with their mouths agape. Izuku then gathered whatever

courage he could, he ran at the vocal cord man getting in front of him faster than he

expected causing him to hastily throw a wide punch. As he was going to yell his hero's

signature move, he remembered his words "It's not a bad dream but you have to consider

what's realistic, young man." Izuku stopped himself from yelling just punching the man in

the stomach knocking him out. "AHHH!" the glue man yelled while running away tripping

over himself multiple times.

"T-thank you for the help, sir." Turning back to the end of the alleyway, Izuku saw a tall

teenage girl with a mature physique. She has long black hair, generally tied into a spiky

ponytail with a large strand hanging on the right side of her face. Her eyes are big yet sharp,

dark in color, and paired with short eyebrows. She was wearing a ribbed-knit turtleneck

sweater in a soft color, paired with a high-waisted plaid mini-skirt in muted tones. Black

leggings add warmth and contrast, while knee-high brown boots complete the outfit with a

stylish touch. A small black shoulder bag serves as a simple accessory, balancing

practicality with elegance.

Looking at her Izuku was going to say something until he remembered… he couldn't talk to

people let alone beautiful girls. Underneath his helmet he blushed not knowing what to

say, as the air grew awkward Izuku put up a thumb's up before running off like there was a

rabid dog chasing him. The young lady remained surprised and confused by the hero who

had saved her, eventually the girl walked over the two men who were attempting to assault

her, not that they would get away with that, if they knew who she was they would have

ratherd to fight Almight and get beaten half to death. Getting out of the alley she started

walking before a black limo stopped in front of her, making her stop.

Coming out of the limo was an old man with a thick white beard and a clean suit and tie

with white gloves. "Mis Yaoyorozu! Are you alright, what happened!" Yaoyorozu seemingly

ignored him in leu of getting in the limo's back seat, getting in the driver's seat the old man

began to drive off worried about the young lady. The girl's mind wasn't on the drive or even

the men who tried to assault her but on the hero who fell from the sky and saved her

despite what she could see as obvious fear but still she couldn't help but be charmed by

the awkward, brave hero.

Stopping in an empty alley, Izuku hunched over breathing heavy "that…" Izuku whispered

before yelling "AWESOME!" Izuku felt as happy as the day he saw his favorite video of

Almight, looking over at himself he thought "how do I take this off?" he then erupted in the

same red light leaving him in his previous cloths, Izuku was astonished thinking "that's

amazing so the suit responds to my thoughts, this lead's credence's to the energy theory,

id make sense since the suit would act like a quirk that responds to the energy like a

wireless power transfer systems!" Izuku then looked up seeing how late it was he ran off

again making his way to his apartment.

The next day Izuku was lying in his bed wearing the same clothes from last night, standing

up he stretched not worrying about going to school due to the fact that the faculty gave a

two week break to him and Bakugo. Going to his desk now devoid of anything hero related

only holding his computers and books Izuku looked through google to find anything about

quirks but to his dismay nothing absolutely nothing talked in detail about the sources of

quirks. Even looking up the names from the documents he was given brought up

suspicions due to the fact that the people who made the article were either

excommunicated, waved off as crazy or even… killed. Izuku uncomfortably looked up

something else landing on a site called ."

It was like a discussion board held for quirks, looking across it Izuku saw an unanswered

question "hello

Name is ninjago3000, my Quirk's Triangulate, I can instantly plot out the trajectory of any

projectile provided I can see something for like five seconds." Izuku began thinking before

he answered, typing "hi I came up with a few things like Bullet Precision where you could

use your Quirk to redirect projectiles with precise flicks or kicks after five seconds of

observation, altering their angle by up to 45 degrees. Multi-Trajectory: Tracks multiple

objects simultaneously, predicting each of their paths in real time. Echo Projection: After

calculating a trajectory, the user can mentally "echo" the object's path to allies, guiding

them to avoid or intercept it. Ricochet Insight: Enhances their ability to calculate complex

ricochets, predicting where a projectile will go even if it bounces off multiple surfaces.

Instantly redirects any visible projectiles toward new targets, bending trajectories at will to

control a chaotic battlefield. Where you call it Super Move - Zero-Distance Retargeting."

Izuku then changed to a different site but quickly he got a notification saying "you got a

reply" clicking on it he was taken back to ." where he saw the poster saying

"thanks man this is great I didn't even think about any of these uses!" another one person

named "Versedear24" commented saying "this is better than most of the people charging

for this, I went to a person in person and they charged me one hundred fifty-four thousand

five hundred fifty yen! Fucking stupid!" Many shared Versedear's comment agreeing and

some even asked for "MightyMan300" Izuku's username, to help them with their Quirks

even though no one could see him, Izuku blushed the thought of helping people even if not

as a hero lighting up his heart.

In a traditional Japanese house, a moderately tall and rather muscular young teen with

short hair that doesn't pass his neck, and wears bangs, parted twice to avoid obscuring his

vision. His hair is evenly split between white on his right side and crimson red on his left, he

also possesses heterochromia iridum, which causes his left eye's iris to appear turquoise,

while his right is a brownish dark gray. His eyes, in shape, are quite thin and reserved.

Additionally, he has a large burn scar on the left side of his face, which reaches from his

hairline to halfway down his cheek. He wore a serious expression as he was sitting on the

ground in front of a table with a bowl of Cold Soba, nutty soba noodles paired perfectly

with a soy sauce and mirin dipping sauce.

Beside was a young woman of average height with turquoise eyes, she has white hair,

flecked with a few noticeable traces of a crimson-like color, which is mostly shoulder-

length aside from the ear-length side bangs she sports and the short clump she leaves

hanging down her forehead. She wears a white dress shirt with a plain grayish peach-

colored cardigan, the sleeves were rolled up to just below her elbows, along with navy blue

jeans. She also sports brown dress shoes and a pair of red-framed rectangular glasses.

"How is your personal training going?" the young woman asked her brother who answered

curtly "good" the woman sweat dropped asking "just good?"

The teen just nodded while continuing to eat, sighing the woman put her head down "aw,

Shoto I'm so worried about you all you do is train do you even have friends, have you even

found a girlfrein-" putting down his bowl Shoto cut her off saying "I've come to an impasse

with my quirk, that's all I've done." smiling, the young woman Fuyumi thought about her

brother's problem. As Shoto was walking away she spoke "hey some of my students said

they found some help on a site called if I remember…" turning back, Shoto

asked "what" remembering what her students told her Fuyumi continued "oh yeah some

user named MightyMan300 is pretty good at Quirk analysis, gave them a summary

equivalent to some of the top analysts for free." turning back, Shoto said, "sure I'll look into

it."

Going to a room that only had a futon and a computer, opening it he typed in the name of

the site on the home page was people telling others about MightyMan300 all of them

praising his analysis of their Quirk theorizing that he or she had a Quirk that increased his

thinking processes. Eventually he founded a board titled "Quirk analyzation

(MightyMan300 board)" it had been four weeks since Izuku found the board and he had

stated going out to fight as a vigilant Izuku was answering question seeing that the boards

name had changed due to his often present "Hey Mighty man can you help me?" a user

named Todo asked before he continued typing "my quirk is ice I can generate ice from the

right side of my body."

Looking at the text Izuku thought "his quirk is super brood I wonder maybe I'll keep it short

no I should put everything and let Todo choose the ones he wants." Izuku then began to

type in all of his ideas which took him ten minutes. Finally, he sent the message to Todo

saying "So, I've been giving a lot of thought to my Quirk. You know, generating ice from the

right side of my body. It might sound straightforward, but the potential… It's huge. I mean,

there are so many ways to use it, both in combat and everyday life. It's almost

overwhelming, but in a good way.

"First off, offense. Ice can be a lot more versatile than people think. Imagine sharp spikes

erupting from the ground, targeting opponents with precision. Or launching rapid-fire

shards like an ice shotgun, overwhelming anyone in range. I could even condense my ice

into explosive orbs—throw them, and they shatter into freezing shrapnel. Then there's the

physical aspect—covering my arm or hand in dense ice to enhance punches or shaping a

whip for mid-range attacks. And why stop there? An entire sword or a spear made of

unbreakable ice could easily shift the tide in a fight.

"Defense is just as important. Ice walls to block attacks, of course, but also armor. I could

coat just my arm or my entire body, depending on the situation. A dome of ice could shield

me and others from incoming fire. And if I refine the ice's properties, I could make

reflective surfaces that deflect energy-based attacks. It's about creating as many options

as possible.

"Then there's mobility. This might be my favorite part. Freezing the ground beneath me to

slide at high speeds? That's just efficient. I could create ice platforms to scale walls or

even spikes for climbing. And think about launching myself—an ice blast from beneath my

feet could propel me over obstacles or directly into combat. An ice grapple or hook would

be another game-changer for getting around quickly or snagging enemies. But ice isn't just

about combat—it's a tool. I could bind someone with ice chains, freeze the ground to trip

them up, or create ice sculptures as decoys or distractions. A cold mist could obscure

vision or slow down enemies by numbing their movements.

And for signaling or marking a location? A giant ice spire would be impossible to miss.

Now, for more advanced techniques, things get even more interesting. Freezing someone

entirely—encased in ice but without causing permanent harm—would be incredibly

effective for incapacitating threats. I could release a freezing explosion, creating an area of

frost that immobilizes or slows anyone caught in it. Or I could summon a massive ice wave

or spikes that erupt across a battlefield, completely altering the terrain. The possibilities

are endless. Passive abilities are another angle. Naturally, I wouldn't feel cold, which is

handy in freezing environments.

But what if I could sense disturbances in my ice? If someone touched it or moved across it,

I'd know instantly. And emitting a constant chill could create a zone of slowed movement

for enemies. There's even potential for first aid—cooling wounds to slow bleeding or

reduce swelling. Ice isn't just destructive; it can save lives, too and for big finishers, I've

thought of a few ultimate moves. One idea is creating a massive ice construct, like a giant

golem or a suit of armor to fight alongside me. Or releasing all my ice in one burst—a wave

of frost that freezes everything in its path. Another is summoning an ice storm localized

around me, blanketing the area with freezing winds and snow. And finally, an ice sculpture

that shatters into countless deadly shards could act as a last-resort, all-or-nothing attack.

The potential of this Quirk is only limited by imagination. Ice may seem simple, but in the

right hands, it can be a weapon, a shield, a tool, and so much more. I can't wait to see how

far I can push it."

Shoto behind his computer was stunned even though you wouldn't be able to tell that by

looking at him, reading over the rambling of MightyMan300, eventually he stood up to walk

out of his room to a clear training ground with a few metal pillars all slightly covered in ice

but fine all the same. Standing straight up Shoto's right side began emitting a cold vapor,

holding up his right hand he covered it in a thick layer of ice aiming at the pillar an ice ball

formed the size of a baseball. He then forced it out sending the ball flying in the air it

thinned out into a spear-like shape hitting the pillar with a thud denting it before it

shattered into glistening pieces. Breathing deeply, Shoto looked at the pillar comparing it

to what he had managed to do on the others, the difference was like day and night

"amazing it's still unrefined but it's amazing that from just a curt description of my Quirk he

came up with many effective abilities."

Stretching out after sitting in his chair all day Izuku went downstairs seeing his mother

holding a bag while about to leave "oh Izuku I was just about to leave." Izuku smiled, saying

"ok mom, have a nice day at work!" Inko smiled as she left once she was completely gone.

Izuku went to the closet pulling out a cheese curry cup noodle, then he went to a drawer

pulling out a brown pair of chopsticks. Going to the sink he filled the cup with water then he

put it into a microwave for three minutes while it was cooking Izuku pulled out his phone

going to google typing in but instead of going to his normal board he went to

one titled "Villain tracker" there he saw a comment saying "yo I heard that the killers are in

Japan and are meeting up some were in Mustafa, I wonder if the heroes or police are going

to do anything?" he remained there staring at the comment "BEEP, BEEP" the finished

cooking taking it out Izuku took it to the couch turning on the tv instantly being met with

Almight on the news "I Believe that you can be a-" Izuku instantly tuned of the tv, sitting

there in the quite Izuku said "yeah right."

In the black night in the abandoned district of Mustafa where the homeless lived. In front of

a building were two men, one looked like a standing turtle while the other looked like a

normal person with a gun holstered at his hip. "God dammit this is boring!" the normal

man spoke while the turtle sighed saying "calm down at least you don't have to deal with

the crazy people upstairs." The man just grumbled as they kept standing there until a

person came into sight. It was a sleek, high-tech combat uniform with the agility, speed,

and precision of a cheetah, with a red, black, and silver design. Its cheetah-shaped helmet,

tinted visor, and streamlined light armor the person walked forward. The normal person

scoffed yelling "yeah! You bastard this aint no-" he was cut off when Izuku punched him in

the stomach knocking him out, "dumb ass move fucker!" The turtle man turned his back to

Izuku before dashing at him, ramming him with his shell.

"Crack!" the sound resounded out "AHHHHHH!" the man yelled loudly before dropping to

his knees while holding his back, "oh sorry man I should have told you that, that didn't

work!" Izuku frantically yelled over the man looking back at the entrance. Izuku ran off

while saying "um, it's alright I'll call an ambulance!" realizing that one man still had a gun

he ran back putting it on the belt without thinking from there Izuku ran through the place

wildly punching, "shot this dick!" a group of thugs fired at him, "AAHHH!" Izuku yelled

trying to run but one of the thugs not holding a gun stared at him, his eyes glowing yellow.

Izuku remained still stuck in place while thinking "it must be a paralyzing quirk!"

The bullets rained on him causing the room to light up. The ones who missed it hit the wall

kicking up dirt, once the dust died down it revealed… nothing "where the hell is the

bastard!" Izuku was hiding behind a wall next to the alley. Looking over at himself Izuku

thought "this suit is more durable than I thought!" Izuku then thought about the yellow

eyed thug "my paralysis stopped after the dirt covered him so I'm guessing that it relies on

his own line of sight so…" he then grabbed a pile of dirt rushing back out, as the fired again

the man's eyes changed but this time Izuku timed it with himself throwing the pile of dirt

covering his eyes, once Izuku was free he punched him in the face knocking him out, from

there it was easy for him to take out the rest.

Walking up some stairs to the heist point of the building where he assumed whoever the

boss of this place was. At the top of the stairs Izuku realized that he was holding a shirt that

he took now using it as a bag for the guns he found rubbing his head Izuku looked through

the rooms aside for one labeled "meeting room" eventually he found a bathroom "that's

better than nothing right?" placing the guns in there he left going to the meeting room.

Izuku nervously stared at it "look the Quirkless idiot wants to be a hero! What an idiot, he's

not even worth it! Why is he still here?" the words he had heard since he was diagnosed as

Qirkless the words that seem to be his entire life, then he remembered his not the words of

a hypocrite "consider what's realistic, young man."

This made Izuku clench his fists and almost in spite of him Izuku kicked the door sending it

flying, "oh did one of these weaklings call a hero?" looking inside Izuku saw a seven foot

tall giant with brown hair covered in blood, he was wearing a brown jacket and black pants

with a burning cigarette in his mouth. As Izuku stood there like an idiot sweat pooled up in

his suit but he thought "Hero Analysis for the Future number five, if you're nervous make a

bad joke!" Izuku then steeled himself saying "What?! There's a hero, where are they!?" the

man just looked at him before he smirked saying "oh I get ya you not looking to capture me

you want BLOOD! since you saw my face I tell you, my name!"

The man then rushed forward at Izuku, who barely had time to process the massive man

rushing toward him before a fist, now gleaming with a metallic sheen, swung toward his

face. His reflexes kicked in, and he stumbled to the side, narrowly avoiding the blow. The

force of the swing shattered the doorframe behind him, sending splinters flying through the

air but the man continued his words "it's Kazuya!".

Izuku's heart pounded in his chest as he ducked and backed away, his mind racing. What

should I do? What should I do?! He's way too strong! He glanced down at his hands,

trembling in the high-tech gloves of his suit. Think, Izuku, think! The suit enhances speed—

use it! The towering thug grinned, his teeth yellowed and jagged, as he pounded his now

metal-covered fists together. "What's the matter, kid? Scared already? You're in over your

head!"

Izuku hesitated for a moment too long, and the man lunged again, this time driving his

metal-coated shoulder toward him. Izuku activated the boosters in his suit's legs,

propelling himself backward just in time. The man's charge obliterated a section of the wall

where Izuku had been standing, leaving a gaping hole. "Okay, he can cover himself in

metal—probably enhances his strength and defense. How do I counter that?" Izuku

thought frantically as he darted around the room, dodging punches that seemed to shake

the entire building. "Stop running!" the man roared, his voice booming. He slammed a fist

into the floor, cracking the tiles and forcing Izuku to jump back. "You're just a scared little

rabbit in a fancy suit!"

Izuku tried to come up with a plan, but his inexperience in combat left him floundering.

Desperation took over, and he activated the suit's boosters again, this time aiming to strike

back. He dashed forward, throwing a clumsy punch at the man's chest. The thug barely

flinched. "That's all you got?" he sneered before swatting Izuku aside like a ragdoll. The

force of the hit sent Izuku crashing into a table, splitting it in half as pain shot through his

ribs. This isn't working. I'm not strong enough, Izuku thought, gasping for breath. He

pushed himself up, his limbs trembling. The man stalked toward him, his metal fists

gleaming ominously in the dim light. "Pathetic," the thug said. "You're no hero—you're a

joke."

Izuku's mind raced. He's underestimating me… maybe I can use that. He glanced at the

floor, noticing loose debris from the destroyed furniture. Summoning his courage, he

grabbed a chair leg and hurled it at the man. The thug batted it away effortlessly, laughing.

"What are you gonna do, throw sticks at me?" Not exactly. Izuku used the momentary

distraction to activate his boosters again, this time aiming for the man's exposed legs. He

slid beneath the towering figure, slamming into his shin. The thug stumbled but quickly

regained his footing, turning with a growl. "You little pest!" he roared, raising both fists and

bringing them down in a crushing hammer blow. Izuku rolled out of the way just in time, the

impact creating a crater where he had been.

But the move left Izuku vulnerable. Before he could react, the man grabbed him by the

front of his suit and hoisted him into the air. "You've got guts, kid, but that suit won't save

you." With a terrifying roar, the thug hurled Izuku across the room. He crashed through a

wall, landing in a heap in the adjacent corridor. Dust and debris filled the air as Izuku

groaned in pain, struggling to move. I can't… I can't keep this up, he thought, his vision

swimming. He's too strong. But… I can't give up. Not here. The man's voice echoed

through the hole in the wall. "You're done, kid. Stay down if you know what's good for you."

Izuku's vision began to grow dark. "It's not a bad dream, useless and quirkles, think about

our reputation, idiot, you can't help anyone!" The words came back in full force in the

voices of his hero, his idols, and what he thought was his friend. In this haze a new voice

spoke out "that doesn't matter" it's voice was angry "none of it, who cares what they

think!" it "I may not be a hero but I can still FIGHT!" it was his own raging voice almost

unknown to him, unable to remember when he last used it. Looking around he noticed that

he was in the bathroom where he left the guns, they were scattered around sitting up

slowly. Izuku picked up two Semi-automatic pistols.

Standing up fully Izuku whispered "Hero Analysis for the Future number thirteen Snipe one:

Know your ammo." Izuku then took out a bullet and the knowledge he long since learned so

that he could get closer to his idols "three hundred and eighty ACP." putting the bullet back

in his gun Izuku whispered "Snipe two: Learn your controls." Izuku then looked over them

whispering "Slide, Barrel, Recoil Spring and Guide Rod Extractor Ejection Port Front Sight

Rear Sight Loaded Chamber Indicator Firing Pin Slide Stop Lever Frame Assembly: Frame

Trigger, Trigger Guard, Magazine Release Magazine: Magazine Body Follower Base Plate

Spring." Izuku then walked out his footsteps responding in the room.

"Ah there you are kid thought I told you to stay down!" Izuku just smiled saying "Here

comes the starting fire!"

Chapter two: I'm No Hero Just an Idiot

The thug snarled, his metal-plated fists gleaming in the dim light. "Kid, you don't know what

you're messing with." Izuku tilted his head, feigning confusion. "Oh, I think I do! Big, angry,

and covered in shiny armor? You must be the boss. Nice to meet you, Shiny

McSmashface!" The thug roared, rushing forward. Izuku dove to the side, narrowly avoiding

a hammer-like blow that left a dent in the tiled wall. His mind raced. Hero Analysis for the

Future number fifteen: Aim smart, not hard. He glanced around the room, noting the

layout—cluttered chairs, a desk, and a flickering overhead light.

Rolling onto his feet, Izuku raised the pistols, his hands trembling slightly. "Okay, let's see

if I can hit the broad side of a barn... or, in your case, the broad side of a walking trash can!"

The thug charged again, and Izuku fired off a shot. It missed, sparking against the wall, but

the noise threw the thug off for a split second. "Whoa, careful there! Don't want to ruin your

manicure!" Izuku quipped, sidestepping another blow and firing again. This time, the bullet

grazed the thug's shoulder, causing him to grunt in frustration. "Stand still, you little—" the

thug growled, swinging wildly. "No thanks! I prefer not to be a human pancake," Izuku shot

back, ducking under the swing and firing a shot at the thug's legs. The bullet struck the

metal covering his shin, making him stagger slightly.

Izuku grinned nervously. Step one: find weak spots. Step two: don't die. The thug lunged

again, but this time Izuku anticipated the move. "You know," he said, slipping behind the

man, "you should really work on your cardio. All this huffing and puffing can't be good for

your health!" He aimed for the back of the thug's knee, the shot landing cleanly and forcing

the man to stumble forward.

"You're just making me angrier!" the thug bellowed, slamming a fist into the ground as he

tried to regain his footing. "Great! Angry people make more mistakes. Thanks for the tip,

though!" Izuku jumped onto the desk, using the higher ground to fire a few more rounds.

One shot clipped the thug's shoulder, and another struck a weak point in his metal plating,

drawing blood.

The thug howled, spinning around and swinging at Izuku with both arms. "You think you're

clever, kid?" "Not clever, just resourceful," Izuku replied, dodging the attack and firing a

round at the overhead light. It shattered, plunging the room into dimness. "Now, who's in

the dark, huh?" Izuku used the confusion to reposition himself, circling around the thug.

"Snipe three: Always use your environment." Spotting a chair nearby, he kicked it toward

the thug, forcing him to stumble again. "Man, you're really good at tripping over your own

feet!"

The thug snarled, his movements growing sluggish. Izuku darted in close, using the

opportunity to pistol-whip the man across the side of the head. "And that's what I call

lights out!" he said, delivering another solid blow to the temple. The thug crumpled to the

floor, unconscious. Izuku stood there, breathing heavily, the pistols still clutched in his

hands. He looked down at his fallen opponent, a mixture of relief and disbelief washing

over him. "Huh. First time using these things, and I didn't blow my own foot off. Guess

today's not so bad after all." Holstering the pistols awkwardly in his belt, he glanced

around the room. "Now, where's the exit before someone bigger and shinier shows up?"

"WEE-OO, WEE-OO, WEE-OO, WEE-OO, WEE-OO!" the sound of police sirens rang out

from the outside, "um I don't think I called the police, so who did?" Izuku tried not to put

too much thought into it, instead he went to the bathroom grabbing the guns then he

opened a window in the room. Across from the window was the rooftop of a shorter

building "it's not that far." Izuku whispered to himself before he jumped, flying in the air he

almost missed the roof, but he managed to land on the edge "Balance, Balance, Balance!"

Izuku yelled while trying to balance himself on the ledge of the building. "AHH" but he

slipped, falling into an alley on a trash can, "Ow, ow, ow" getting up off the trash can Izuku

de-morphed leaving him in a sky blue jumpsuit and red shoes, he took a plastic bag putting

the guns in there using the shirt to hide them making it look like he was buying clothes.

a tall man with short, black hair and somewhat rectangular black eyes wearing a tan

overcoat and matching hat, underneath which he wears a black suit, a green tie at his neck

with matching slacks, and dress shoes, was looking over a crime scene. A seven foot tall

giant with brown hair covered in blood, he was wearing a brown jacket and black pants was

an unconscious man who was being dragged into a police van with a few others "so mister

Tsukauchi who do you think did this?" a shorter man with the head of a cat spoke to the

man in the Tan coat Tsukauchi "no clue." he spoke curtly, as they walked inside seeing

certain places sectioned off the shorter cat man asked "think it was Knuckleduster after all

some of the guns are unaccounted for?"

Tsukauchi just shook his head saying, "nope I just came from dealing with one of his

crimes in Hous." the man then thought before saying "ah Spike he's been more active as of

late?" Tsukauchi smirked before saying "nope, some heroes were dealing with him in

Esuha." the cat man grumbled saying "then how is a rogue villain?" Tsukauchi replied

saying "don't think so, no one died so we're just going to have to wait for everyone here to

be interviewed… but whoever did this had a motive and was good enough to take out a

building filled with four different gangs, they're definitely a pro."

"Can I get the Bai Big Mac Set with a large fry and a Fanta Melon?" The "pro" in question

was getting a late-night meal from a Mcdonalds close to his house. Once Izuku got his food

he made his way to his moms' apartment. Opening the door he looked around "I guess

mom isn't home yet." Izuku sat his food on the wooden coffee table before going to his

room. Placing his plastic bag down he opened it revealing the various pistols. The sight of

the very illegal guns was almost like an effigy of what Izuku now was, "I can't be a hero, and

I can't fight like them, I'm weak but… still I can't give up, I want to help people."

With new resolve Izuku pleased the bag underneath his bed before he went to his desk

pulling out a new journal and pen. He titled the book "Idiots Analyzes for the future:

number one" he then went to the living room sitting on the couch. Turning on the tv he

changed from the news channel covering heroes to one called bot battles, something that

was popularized in America, but it transferred to Japan. It was a giant mecha's fighting in a

sumo-like tournament. While he was eating, he was drawing and writing down his ideas

one of which was a gun that absorbs the energy in the air turning it into a shot.

"Yeah, you're pretty good at this you should make this a career for you." on the , the board Quirk analyzation (MightyMan300 board) Todo sent a private text to

MightyMan300 "aw thanks man but I'm not sure I have the technical skill to pull that off."

MightyMan300 replied but Todo didn't take that "you're putting yourself down plus I'd be

happy to help, I have a good amount of wealth." there was no messages for a hot minute,

but to the suspires of Todo he answered, "yeah I live in you wanna meet at 5099, Musutafu

Sakura Lane at four o'clock." Todo replied saying "sure I'll be there." Shoto smiled lightly

while getting up. He looked at a clock, seeing the time was two o'clock. Realizing he had

two hours, he decided to sit in his bed.

The reason why Shoto brought up Mightyman300 starting business was so that he could

get a cut, for investing his reason was a few things, one he was pretty sure Mighty Man was

his age or younger and as for the second reason… "just watch ya damn old man!" Shoto

thought while smiling at the thought of spiting his father by starting a business at such a

young age. Back with Izuku he was at his desk with a deconstructed pistol. Izuku had a

book on energy conversion while he was working on a chip from a computer he found in the

trash "ah!" Izuku yelled once a tiny spark hit him, he found that he was practically going to

have to reconstruct the gun himself.

He agreed to Todo's deal due to the fact that he needed money, and he was confident that

he'd be able to get away despite Todo's ice Quirk because of his years of running from

Bakugou and his thugs. Looking beside him he stared at the blank walls now devoid of any

posters or pinned up hero merch now put in boxes scattered around his room, all except

for one thing, a single nine x twelve poster frame that had the sticky note he got, pinned to

the outside, it held one thing, the piece of paper that gave him the first signs of hope

despite being broken down by the world.

At four o'clock Shoto found himself standing in front of a restaurant with a sign on it saying

"Resutoran" looking at it Shoto thought "why would they name a restaurant, restaurant?"

going inside Shoto noted that the place was practically empty except for a teen with green

hair and freckles. Izuku was sitting in a restaurant he went to with his mother a few times

"maybe I should have told him the restaurant's name?" While he was thinking a teen with

half red hair and half white hair and a burn mark over his eye came into the empty

restaurant Izuku saw him looking around, so he deduced that he was Todo he then waved

at him.

Todo came over to the booth sitting down saying "are you Mighty Man?" Izuku slightly

blushed saying "yes th-that's me?" Todo nodded saying "alright then my real name is Shoto

Todoroki yours?" Izuku replied saying "uh I'm Deku-I mean Izuku Midoriya." Shoto was

confused by the stuttering blushing teen in front of him, different from the person he spoke

to before "so Todoroki, why would you want to help me?" Shoto was cut off from his

thinking, "why does that matter?" Shoto narrowed his eyes at the question, the person

across from him seemed to change with his eyes narrowing in turn "I want to make sure I'm

not helping a villain."

As the two stared at each other a waiter cut them off asking "can I get you two something

to drink?" Izuku seemed to lighten up saying "ah, can I get a Melon soda?" the waiter

nodded before turning to Shoto who answered "coca cola." the waiter nodded before

leaving, the two remained there quite before Shoto answered "I wanted to help you

because I wanted a cut of the money." Izuku smiled before saying "that's good I would

have expected you to take a cut if you were going to put in your own money." Shoto didn't

do much in the way of reacting, but he did get started on the topic he was here for.

"So do you have any ideas for a site?" At Shoto's question Izuku pulled out a journal,

opening the book revealed a drawing of a bright yellow site background with a photo

plastered on it showing a school counselor educating a student at the top of the page was

a name "QuirkGuidance." Shoto nodded at the draft saying, "I see you're trying to go for a

guidance counselor look right?" Izuku nodded profusely saying "yes, I've gone to my

guidance counselor a few times but… never mind!" Shoto decided to ignore that instead

the two had talked about the site and how to get the word out there, in the middle of it

Shoto found himself enjoying the excited teen in front of him.

"Aren't you supposed to go ask them for their food?" the waiter asked the other just

scoffed saying, "naw the two look like they're having fun." the other just smiled saying,

"You just don't wanna have to do your job." the waiter put her head down before going over

to the two again saying "can I get you anything?" Izuku frantically picked up the menu

looking through quickly before saying "can I get the katsudon?" The Waiter wrote down his

order, then she turned to Shoto who didn't bother to look at the menu, "cold soba." the

waiter wrote it down before she grabbed the menus saying, "alright I'll be right out with

that."

As the waiter left Izuku asked "Todoroki-san so what's your real Quirk?" surprised, Shoto

asked "what do you mean?" Izuku explained "well I figured that you didn't tell me your

whole Quirk, an interesting fact about quirks is that in the D.N.A strands the Quirk factors

is almost impossible to find and the two act in tandem, so just by looking someone you can

get a good idea of their Quirk." Hearing his explanation an astonished Shoto spoke "wow,

you're in genius!" unable to control his surprise Shoto's eyes widened, and his jaw went a

gap. To his credit Izuku blushed before rubbing the back of his head, "your explanation

makes sense, so I'll tell you, my quirk." Shoto got a hold of himself before explaining "my

complete Quirk is called Half-Cold Half-Hot using it I can generate ice from the right side of

his body, and flames from his left side."

Hearing Shoto's explanation Izuku's mind began to race naturally, already coming up with

abilities for Shoto before he stopped instead asking "why didn't you tell me the first time

we met?" Shoto's face darkened leaving the table in silence before he explained "m-my

father's Quirk is fire and I don't want to be anything like him." Izuku heard the venom in

Shoto's voice, he knew that he probably had no right to speak and that he might make

things worse… but still could he sit there knowing that someone was hurting? "Todoroki-

san." Shoto looked up to see Izuku with a determined face like he was prepared for

anything. "I can't say I understand you but… if you want to be a hero, people will look up to

you and will need you to do your best. If there's anything I can tell you it's that once a quirk

is passed through the genetics it is no longer the same quirk… it's now yours!"

Shoto stared at Izuku for a small instant; he wondered if his father had paid him off but just

by looking at the previously blustering and stuttering teen, now staring at him with a resolve

that he didn't think He had. Shoto threw those thoughts aside, smiling he scoffed before

saying "you're pretty smart so I'll trust you." going back to normal, Izuku blushed

awkwardly, laughing all the same. Soon after the food came and they ate, the two stood up

going outside "hey Midoriya." Turning to him Izuku tilted his head before Shoto handed him

a piece of paper with a number on it.

"If you have any more ideas text or call me… or even if you want to go get some food, I'm

usually free." A comically wide eyed Izuku took the paper just staring at it, smiling lightly,

Shoto walked off while Izuku remained staring at it even as he walked home ignoring

everything around him "Izu, Izu, IZUKU!" Jumping, Izuku frowned at his house in front of his

mother. "I've been calling you for ten minutes, is everything alright?" looking at his

concerned mother Izuku raised up his arms in triumph yelling "I MADE A FRIEND!" There

was a pause in the air before Inko slammed into him with a tight hug crying "AWW I'M SO

PROUD OF YOU!"

Later that night Izuku was sitting in his room with a newfound reinvigoration with a book on

Coding on his desk while he held two Sig Sauer P320 XTen Its standout red slide from Zev

Technologies or a custom X-Series modification, provides durability, reduced weight, and

improved aesthetics. Mounted on the slide is a Trijicon red dot sight, offering faster target

acquisition and improved accuracy. Beneath the barrel, a Surefire tactical light is attached

to the accessory rail, ensuring optimal performance in low-light environments. A new tech

element elevates its futuristic edge: a small rectangular screen panel integrated

seamlessly into the slide, just below the ejection port. The screen glows faintly, displaying

scrolling green and white code, akin to a live diagnostic feed or targeting system,

monitoring performance metrics like barrel temperature, round count, and firing

diagnostics.

This addition maintains the gun's sleek profile without compromising handling, with the

lines of code flickering in real time to emphasize advanced precision and cutting-edge

technology. The grip module, with its black textured surface, provides superior ergonomics

and control, making it ideal for both professionals and enthusiasts. This customized P320

blends performance, reliability, and modern innovation seamlessly. Izuku stood up before

he taped the Codes a few times before he pointed one of them at an Almight poster. Pulling

the trigger came out a red blast that tore up the poster as if a dog had torn it up. looking at

his gun Izuku smiled saying "finally it's complete!"

In the night of Mustafu across the rooftops a group of people they seemed to move in

complete unison one was swinging from a thick black like substance while the others were

jumping from roof to roof "who the hell was-" the swinging man was cut off when a red bolt

causing him to stop swinging and fall but weirdly he didn't fall too hard landing with barley

a thud. In the distance you could see a red blur "naw fuck this!" suddenly the one in the

front sped off at the speed similar to a high-speed car "you know you shouldn't leave your

buds behind; truth is you might be in the same cell!"

Izuku was enjoying his nightly activity chasing a group he saw assaulting the homeless in

the district before they broke into a Homeless shelter. He was keeping up with a man with

a high-speed Quirk but that was all he was doing. He couldn't pass the man even with his

superior Speed looking over at him, Izuku saw that he was jumping over obstacles sliding

over some and using them to push off of going faster "I see." Izuku whispered seeing the

man he slowly began to copy him to the point where he was surpassing him, once they

were over a gap between the roofs the two jumped but while the man just used the force he

was running at Izuku first pleased his feet on a water tank before denting the tank, in midair

Izuku turned around in front of the man before shooting casing the man to fall.

Izuku rolled on the roof and landed on dispersing the force, standing up Izuku walked to the

ledge seeing the man unconscious "well that went well." Later that night the police station

was left with a group of criminals on their doorsteps with camera video and pictures. "I

wonder what I should name that Quirk?" Izuku was sitting on the roof of a building with a

the "Idiots Analyzes for the future: number one" writing about the Quirk he had made with

the gun "it shoots a red bolt, no it's more like a wind you can see that has enough force to

knock out people without a physical enhancement Quirk and slows one landing… maybe,

Crimson Gust!" Happy with himself, Izuku stood up looking at the glistening stars for the

boy, this was just the start with his newfound power he would help all he could.

At the Todoroki household Shoto was eating but he seemed to be even more

expressionless than before while his older sister was sitting beside him, in front of him was

a tall, sturdily built man with a very muscular physique. He had short crimson hair, which

was spiked up around his head, and sharp turquoise eyes. His beard and mustache appear

to be made of fire, "so Shoto how are you training?" the man didn't speak as if it was a

question but a statement "it's going well father." Enji Todoroki better known as Endeavor

scoffed before yelling "I know you haven't been using my Quirk so if you think-" he was cut

off when Shoto looked at him saying

"I'll use my flame, it's not yours it's mine and I want to become a hero, so I'll use whatever's

at my disposal but by no means does that mean I'll become you." The tension in the air was

thick like sludge. Eventually Endeavor got up saying "as long as you become the number

one, I don't care." he then left the room, Shoto and Fuyumi were left there in the silence of

the room "why are you smiling?" Shoto asked, seeing his sister smiling proudly "oh it's

nothing I'm just wondering what happened to my overly emo brother!" Shoto smirked

looking down happily at his food before saying "my friend gave me a few words of

encouragement." Looking at him with her mouth agape, Fuyumi yelled "y-y-you made a

friend!"

The next morning Izuku was making some food when suddenly his phone rang with the

name of the caller being "Shoto Todoroki" Sitting out his tea Izuku yelled "Hu?!" Izuku then

suddenly answered it, asking "y-y-yes." on the other end Shoto spoke "hey Midoriya just

wanted to ask if me and my sister can come over. She wanted to meet my friend." Izuku

replied quickly saying "yup! Sure, we'd be happy to help- I mean have! We'd be happy to

have you." Izuku smacked his forehead in embarrassment when Shoto answered "cool

we'll be there around three o'clock, see you then." Izuku replied without thinking saying

"cool see you then." hanging up Izuku caught himself as he ran to his mom's room saying,

"hey mom!"

Slowly sitting up tiredly Inko asked "what's wrong Izuku?" ignoring her tiredness Izuku

frantically yelled "My friend said he's coming over!" blinking Inko took her time to

understand her frantic son "what are you worrying about, it's just your frien- OH NO WE

NEED TO CLEAN!" as she yelled Inko rushed up still wearing her night clothes "grab a

broom I'll clean the dishes!" as they frantically cleaned Izuku, going on to mop the floor,

dust off and clean the table "Izuku what type of food does your friend like!" Izuku replied

loudly saying "cold soba I think!" Looking in the fridge Inko found that she didn't go

shopping and there was nothing in the fridge.

She quickly grabbed a sticky note writing down "ingredients: Soba noodles, Soy sauce,

Mirin, Dashi, Sugar, Nori, Green onions, Wasabi, Grated daikon radish, Sesame seeds,

instant tempura shrimp, and Quail eggs." She then shoved the paper into Izuku's chest

with Two thousand five hundred yen "hurry and get these ingredients!" Izuku then rushed

out going as fast as possible, eventually he stopped on the sidewalk taking a breath, he

then walked at a good pace trying to find the store where he and his mother shop at

"VRRROOOMMM!" Whizzing by him was a car, Izuku managed to get a glimpse of a broken

window with a man wearing a balaclava. "Seems like nowadays more and more cars are

showing up in the city, he must have stolen that car, damn wears the heroes." hearing the

last comment Izuku thought "no, no I need to get the ingredients!" Izuku then went into an

alleyway.

"Hurry the hell up man, we need to get this car to the boss already!" a man with a head of

spiks yelled to the driver who looked like a panda with a Balaclava. "Shut up man!" as they

were rushing forward a hero in a sleek, high-tech combat uniform with the agility, speed,

and precision of a cheetah, with a red, black, and silver design. Its cheetah-shaped helmet,

tinted visor, and streamlined light armor. "Run the fucker over!" the panda man pressed on

the gas casing the car to fly forward with an excruciating screech. The hero just aimed a

gun at them. After pressing the trigger, the car disassembled itself, each of the pieces

sliding across the road causing sparks.

"W-what just happened?" the panda asked the spiky man who just said, "no clue." The

hero shot his guns again while saying, "nighty night now!" a red bolt fired hitting them,

sending them into unconsciousness. The scene was quiet as Izuku looked around seeing

people stare at him, suddenly one man clapped causing a cascade of cheers, blushing

unnoticed, Izuku ran off. Coming out of the alley Izuku smiled before going to the grocery

store but he stopped when he heard "somebody help me!" sighing Izuku looked at his

watch till he realized it wasn't a real watch. "Well Todoroki said he'd be there at four, so I

got time right?"

Inko was looking at the time seeing that it was "four ten" making her worry "Izuku still

hasn't come back I wonder if everything is alright?" as she was sitting there, she heard a

knock on the door, going over to it she opened it seeing two people. One was a teen His

hair being evenly split between white on his right side and crimson red on his left, while his

left eye's iris appeared turquoise, while his right was a brownish dark gray wearing a blue

shirt and denim pants. The other was a young woman of average height with turquoise eyes

(gray in the anime). She has white hair, flecked with a few noticeable traces of a crimson-

like color, which is mostly shoulder-length aside from the ear-length side bangs she sports

and the short clump she leaves hanging down her forehead.

She wears a white dress shirt with a plain grayish peach-colored cardigan, the sleeves

rolled up to just below her elbows, along with navy blue jeans. She also sports brown dress

shoes and a pair of red-framed rectangular glasses. Seeing Izuku's friend and the young

woman Inko remained awkwardly quiet "wait, I'm not any good at talking to new people!"

as Inko remained there awkwardly staring at the pair, "is Midoriya here?" the teen asked,

perking up, Inko looked at the teen asking "oh, you must be my Izu's friend." looking at the

young woman Inko said "and you must be his mother?" at this the young woman's sweat

dropped saying "n-no I'm his sister."

The life seemed to drain from her casing her warm ivory skin to turn a sickly shade of pale

white "oh no I'm sorry, it's just th-th-that you sort of remind me when I was younger with my

son but that's not an insult I just meant that you are very youthful not that your old." as she

was ranting while waving her arms all about Fuyumi tilted to her brother saying "is your

friend like this two?" Shoto blankly said "yes" while to most it would seem like he was

completely impassive but the sister who learned to understand her deadpan brother saw a

faint smile in his face listening to the woman rant about her age.

"Mam do you mind if we come in?" pausing in her rant Inko put her head down saying "y-

yes please come in I'll get you some tea." leading them inside Inko sat them down in front

of her coffee table in her now clean apartment, as she left to make the tea Shoto looked

around seeing a picture of a younger Izuku with his younger mother who indeed resembled

a younger Fuyumi with long green hair. In between them was a man with curly gray hair, his

red eyes appearing light and vibrant with a wide smile covering his face while he was

holding the two closes to himself. "I guess we DO look similar, crazy!" Once Inko came

back holding four glasses of green matcha tea.

Sitting down on the other side of the table Inko spoke saying "sorry but my son is running

late after I sent him to get some ingredients for an early dinner if you're hungry?" Fuyumi

nodded while Shoto remained silent. Releasing that the awkward mother in front of her

didn't know their names introduced each other "well good afternoon, my name is Fuyumi

Todoroki, and this is my brother Shoto Todoroki it's a pleasure to meet you." hearing their

names Inko lighted up looking at Shoto with a bright sincere smile saying "aw yes I'm so

happy your my sons friend, life hasn't been easy for him in school ever since he was

diagnosed as Quirkless-"

Inko cupped her mouth cutting herself off, the room went completely silent. Fuyumi turned

to her brother without saying anything, Inko put her head down silently ashamed of herself

"I don't think that matters." Inko suddenly raised her head to look at Shoto who spoke his

first words to her "this just means Midoriya is even greater than I thought, and my choice

was beyond the correct one. Izuku Midoriya is smart. I'm sure that his skills out dew any

analysis Quirk I've ever seen, if it wasn't for him, I'd still be holding myself back, I'm happy

that we're friends." Shoto smiled slightly, causing his sister Fuyumi to smile

"WAAAILLLLL!!! Ahhhh!"

The two stared wide eyed at the crying Inko who soaked the floor and table making them

take their drinks off the table. "AH I'M SO HAPPY MY BABY BOY IS MADE A GOOD FRIEND!"

Inko yelled out, continuing "AH I'M GLAD MY BOY HAS SUCH A GOOD FRIEND NOT LIKE

KATSUKI!" While the apartment filled with the crying mothers tears dampened the floor,

Fuyumi looked back over at her brother who was now smiling full blown, something she

hadn't seen since their mother was around, the sight made her smile wide "if his friend is

as good as he says I can't wait to meet him."

As Inko calmed down the door burst open making all of them look over at the opened door

"huff, huff, mom, huff, I got the ingredients!" the sweating green haired teen leaned against

the opened door looking at the group he felt embarrassed saying "no I'm late!" Inko stood

up getting the plastic bag, noticing the dry streaks on her face, Izuku asked "mom, do you

need your electrolytes pills?" Inko just kept smiling while saying "maybe I did cry a lot, but

you go sit down and talk with your friend I'll make dinner." As Inko left to go cook, Fuyumi

got up as well while facing Shoto saying "I'll go help go and enjoy your friend's company."

Izuku then sat down saying "sorry I was late there were a bunch of villain attacks." Shoto

took a sip of his drink saying, "it's no problem." as the two sat there in silence, Shoto asked

"so you got any ideas for the app?" The question made Izuku widen and sparkle as he

began to explain "Okay, so here's the idea behind QuirkGuidance! Imagine an app where

anyone with a Quirk could explore its full potential—ways to enhance control, new

techniques to unlock hidden strengths, or even strategies for pairing their Quirk with

different environments. It's not just theoretical either; the app uses interactive models, so

users can visualize their Quirks in action. You know, like dynamic scenarios! Say someone

has a flame-based Quirk—they could input specific parameters, like fuel source or

intensity, and the app would suggest safe and effective applications. It's all about

unlocking possibilities they might never have considered."

He paused to take a quick breath but quickly dove back in, his hands moving animatedly.

"And here's the best part: it doesn't stop at basic usage. The app would also have an

exercise plan like daily tasks designed to push boundaries safely, with badges to track

progress!" Izuku's voice grew more animated, a flush creeping across his cheeks as he

continued. "We'd also include a troubleshooting feature! You know, for when someone's

Quirk isn't working the way they expect. The app could analyze variables like stress levels,

external conditions, or even dietary influences. It's like having a Quirk specialist in your

pocket! I mean, some Quirks might seem straightforward, but with the right guidance, they

could evolve into something extraordinary. That's what I want the app to do—show people

how their Quirks can grow with them."

He leaned back slightly, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "Sorry, I'm rambling. I just

really think it could make a difference for people. It's not just about abilities—it's about

helping everyone realize their full potential." seeing the embarrassed Izuku, Shoto spoke

while smiling "you know you'd make a great hero." Hearing this Izuku put his head down

saying "n-no I can't." unnoticed to Izuku Soto's eyes narrowed "your smart so I don't think

your quirk or even if you have a Quirk matters you have the drive so in my eyes your more

deserving of the job then most of the pro's." while Izuku was still clearly downtrodden but

he looked up straight saying "don't worry" Izuku then smiled falsely, continuing "it was a

good dream but I have to consider what's realistic." at this Shoto lightened up saying "fine

I'll take your answers."

In the night in an alley was an intimidating, muscular man who walked with a distinct

hunch and had a flat, somewhat triangular face without a nose, and an extraordinarily long

tongue tainted with numerous small papillae. He had long black hair, which he wears

messily; it would drape over his face if not for his headband and mask. He had small red

eyes, he wore a dark combat suit, plated with metal armor across his body to holster his

weapons. The torso was sleeveless, so instead he wrapped his arms in yellow bandages

from just below his shoulders to his wrists. He also wore long black wristbands and a

watch on his left arm, and his knees were protected with metal pads; black boots with

steel armor and spikes completing the costume. He always donned his signature blood-

red scarf, matching headband, and the tattered cloth he wore around his face as a mask.

He stood over a blonde-haired American man who was profusely bleeding from his

stomach where his heart was, undoubtedly, he was dead. The man above him was holding

a key that was glowing a dark crimson red, on the other hand he was holding a wallet

"Blaze no last name no family and no place of residence." The man then looked down at

him smiling saying "however you are I thank you for this wonderful gift" suddenly the alley

fills with a fast burning stream with fire once it dies down it reveals only one charred corpse

while the man who was there before disappeared "damn I missed that damned villain!" on

the other end of the alley was Enji Todoroki, currently called "Endeavor." he was wearing a

tight, navy turquoise bodysuit, with flames streaming across his chest, upper torso, arms,

and most prominently, his shoulders. He uses his flames as a makeshift mask around his

eyes, and his tall boots appear to be either made of fire themselves or constantly left

alight, as only their soles and laces are visible around the flames. He sports white bracers

on his lower arms, styled in a cage pattern, and a blue belt with a pouch on either side.

In a school sat a crazily smiling and blushing girl surrounding her with splatters of blood

and body's, she was a fair-skinned girl, her ash blond hair covered in blood. She had

inward-tilting yellow eyes with thin slit-like irises, somewhat resembling those of a cat, and

her wide mouth was also rather feline, as her canines were pointed and longer than the

rest of her teeth, giving her a vampiric appearance. She was wearing a plain seifuku with a

Kansai collar, both the skirt and the shirt dark blue with a double white trim, which was

paired with a red scarf that she tied loosely below. Over this, she wore an oversized beige

cardigan with a long hem and cuffs, and pockets on either side, the right one was shown to

hold a number of trinkets on either a keychain or a cellphone strap.[6] She sported knee-

length black socks and dark brown outdoor school shoes. She was holding her bloody

smiling face, a knife cutting into her face slightly while on the other hand was a key that

was glowing a dark murky yellow "Roxy, Roxy, ROXY I CAN FINALLY BE LIKE YOU!"

Slowly her face turned into that of an American girl with her hair growing into a long, wavy

brown hair that flows naturally past her shoulders, with a healthy and shiny texture. Her

face features a fair complexion with soft, rounded contours and expressive brown eyes

that appear slightly wide, conveying emotion. Her eyebrows are naturally shaped, framing

her eyes elegantly. She has a straight nose, full lips, and a thoughtful expression that

suggests curiosity or concern. Her hairstyle complements her delicate facial features, and

her hair is parted slightly off-center. Her face still remained completely manic while she

began to laugh happily and loudly causing the sound to vibrate in the dead hallways and

further beyond.

"NO PLEASE DONT-" suddenly in an alley a man was covered in a bright blue fire, standing

in front of the corpse was a tall, pale young man of slim shape but somewhat muscular

build, described as in his early twenties. He had black hair, but his most striking feature

was the patches of gnarled, wrinkled, purple skin that covered much of his lower face and

neck, all the way down past his collarbone, below his eyes, around his torso, and on his

arms and legs. He has several silver cartilage piercings in both ears and a triple nostril

piercing on the right side of his nose. Upon closer inspection, he also lacks earlobes on

both sides of his ears.

He wears a dark blue jacket with a high, ripped collar, matching pants cut off above his

ankles, and a pair of dark dress shoes on his feet. He also has a plain pale gray, scoop-

neck shirt, below which a gray belt with a circular pattern wraps around his waist, a leather

satchel attached at the back. He was sitting on a rock while looking at a group of people

"you idiots if you don't want to die do your jobs" the people in front of him flinched but the

man didn't pay that any mind "were supposed to deliver illegal goods to people so we don't

work in the day or else the heroes ell find ya am I UNDERSTOOD!" the men in front of him

yelled "YES Dabi sir!" getting up he walked away there was a dark blue glow coming from

his pocket thinking "however the hell Ravi was I got ta thank em they gave me one hell of a

gift, think I'll use it to take out the hero how put Kazuya behind bars!"

In the shadowed depths of Japan, something sinister began to stir—a force quietly building

its strength, unnoticed by the bustling world above. Unlike any threat the nation had faced

before, it carried an air of mystery and dread, echoing the chaos of the infamous League of

Villains but harboring intentions far more enigmatic. Whispers spread through the

underground networks of vigilantes and villains alike, hinting at a group or presence with

the power to reshape society's fragile balance. Yet, this force did not roar its arrival; it crept

like a tide, deliberate and inevitable. As the days passed, its influence grew, touching those

disillusioned by the current system and sowing seeds of rebellion. Whatever this entity

was, it promised a storm unlike any before—a storm that would shatter the peace and

herald a new era of uncertainty and upheaval.

Chapter three: Flower Beds

"FUCK ITS THE BASTERED AGAIN!" in a building people were firing Quirks at the ceiling,

"come on now, can't ya try a little more!" Izuku teased while he was clinging and jumping

from the rafters, a man with a giant six shot revolver for a head with a metal piece acting as

a mouth yelled "ALL OF YOU GET OUT THE WAY!" Izuku, seeing the man, yelled "If you say

so cowboy!" Izuku then went up to a window while the thugs ran off and out of the

abandoned construction site that they were using as a drug haven. Looking back, he saw

that the revolver villain was charging a yellow flame in his gun barrel. "It's yellow he must

be mixing up fire in his body mixing with sodium chloride, so I don't think that it's any

different than a normal fire, but it is being compressed." Izuku thought rapidly as the man

fired.

As the fire wised through the air like a spear it hit a plank behind Izuku, almost immediately

it detonated causing fire to cover the rafters in yellow fire. "Ha is that all you had, he-!" The

man was cut off when water spurted out from the roof putting out the fire causing steam,

"have you never heard of shōbō panda: Beware of fires!" hearing the ecstatic hero the

villain scoffed before running off yelling "fuck this I'd rather get beat by a hero then get

burned by the boss!" The man kept running in the tranquil hush of dawn's embrace,

eventually he ran into an alleyway huffing and puffing. The man then pulled out his phone

while saying "gotta tell the boss that the bastard is here-" the man was cut off when he was

hit in the back with an electric blue ball.

"That wasn't good, I almost lost him. Maybe I need a car?" Izuku then tapped his guns then

fired, causing a yellow ethereal rope to wrap him up. After a few minutes Izuku left the man

on the doorsteps of the police station with a recording of him firing at him and the location

of the abandoned construction site. Walking aside a group of people, Izuku was wearing a

school uniform consisting of a black, button-up jacket called a gakuran paired with

matching black pants. The gakuran has a high, stiff collar and gold buttons running down

the front, reflecting a formal yet practical design. The uniforms are clean-cut, fitting the

discipline and order often associated with school attire in Japan and the color black is

dominant.

Izuku stood in front of a school with the name plastered on a sign "Aldera Junior High" as

he stood there a teen pushed into him whilst saying "out the way Quirkless Gray!" around

them many others giggled maliciously at the useless Gray. Izuku almost immediately lost

his newfound vigor that he had built up over the past five weeks, Izuku put his head down

passing by to his class trying to remain unnoticed. "Gray… I hate that word but sadly I'm

just normal… I realize that I don't have a Quirk b-but I'm not a Gray." The term Gray was

coined by people with Quirks for the Quirkless, it refers to the lack of Quirks as a lack of

color symbolizing being bland or neutral in a colorful, in this Quirk-filled world.

Sitting down in his normal seat Izuku looked down seeing words written on it, things like

"Gray, Quikless, rat, Jump off." Izuku didn't feel much, though this was more extreme than

the usual teasing, since Katsuki broke open the unspoken rule about pushing the Gray too

far, now it was far different nothing held back the students from doing whatever they

wanted to the Gray. "BOOM!" his table was blown up with smoke wafting up to his face.

Looking up Izuku saw one Katsuki Bakugo, he was a young man of above-average height,

with a slim, muscular build, and a fair skin tone. He has short, spiky, sandy blond hair with

choppy bangs that hang over his eyebrows. His eyes are sharp and bright red in color. His

face was curled up into a wild glare practically snarling like a wild animal "your finally back

you Quirkless Gray bastard!"

Izuku surprisingly remained quiet just staring at the scorched desk "I'm going to ua and like

back in the alley you'll just be a detriment!" Even while yelling he remained quiet, soon

Katsuki scoffed while walking to his seat whispering "useless bastard." Later as the

teacher came in, he continued to be harassed with the teachers refusing to do anything,

even at lunch he was harassed and no one did a thing, but Izuku didn't feel much. Leaving

the school all the while he was still being harassed, he saw a teen with an abnormally long

nose that made him think "someone like him won't be a hero, he'll be just like the thugs I

found selling drugs and stealing cars… I hope that he'll come out alright, I don't want to see

him on the street."

He then thought back to his former friend "was the explosion stronger than the gunman…

or could he beat the metal man…that doesn't matter he may make a strong Pro… but he'll

make a horrible Hero." Once Izuku was on the street he pulled out his phone and went to

google he saw an image of the hero Biker man unsurprisingly riding a motorcycle. Seeing

this Izuku stopped saying "yeah looks like a good investment and it seems pretty cool."

Suddenly he saw a girl with black long hair running frantically past him. After a few minutes

he could see a few men in suits chasing her. He narrowed his eyes at them before he

continued walking unnoticed on the street.

Momo Yaoyorozu was running away from the guards she was given after her near assault "I

can defend myself so leave me alone!" as she was running she was suddenly pulled into a

dark alleyway, surprise she quickly made a metal bow staff before pushing the person who

pulled her against the wall and pointing the staff at him saying "how are you and what do

you want?" as the person put up his arms she saw that he was a somewhat short teen. His

face was round and framed by a short mop of fluffy dark-green hair which curls up at odd

angles around his head, casting noticeably dark shadows onto itself. His eyes are large and

somewhat circular, and his irises are the same shade of green as his hair, which were very

watery, and are usually stretched quite wide, giving him an innocent appearance. He has a

set of four symmetrical freckles in diamond formations, one on each cheek.

"H-h-hey, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you—I just wanted to help since you were being

chased!" The frantic voice of the green-haired teen broke through Momo's startled focus.

He stood before her, waving his hands defensively, his wide green eyes full of sincere

concern. His voice quivered as he spoke, and his face flushed with equal parts worry and

embarrassment. Momo blinked at him, her grip still tight on his arm, before quickly

releasing him.

"Oh no, I'm sorry for attacking you! I thought you—" Momo stammered, her face coloring in

embarrassment, but her words were cut short by a distant but urgent voice. "Where is she?

We need to hurry up!" the bodyguards shouted, their footsteps echoing as they drew

nearer. Momo's eyes widened as she glanced toward the sound. Her mind raced—there

wasn't time to explain. Without thinking, she grabbed the boy's hand, her fingers wrapping

tightly around his. "Come on!" she said quickly, her tone leaving no room for protest. "W-

wait, what are you doing?!" the boy yelped as he stumbled after her, struggling to keep up

with her quick, determined pace. His sneakers scraped against the ground as he nearly

tripped over himself. "I was just trying to help—why are we running?!"

"No time to explain!" Momo replied, her gaze focused ahead as they weaved through the

alleyways. Despite the chaos, she couldn't help but notice how soft his hand felt in hers, a

detail that only deepened the pink hue on her cheeks. "Just trust me!" Izuku's thoughts

were a flurry of confusion and panic, but one thing was clear—this girl wasn't ordinary.

Whoever she was, she seemed to be in serious trouble. But why did her hand feel so

reassuring, even as she dragged him headfirst into the unknown? "Who are those people

chasing you?!" he managed to ask between gasps of breath. "I'll explain later!" Momo

called back, her long, raven hair flowing behind her like a banner. "For now, we need to get

somewhere safe!"

Finally stopped in front of the restaurant named "Resutoran." Izuku thought "ha

convenient." as he took the time to catch his breath he heard the surprisingly strong girl

speak "thank you for the help if you'll allow me to pay you back for you time?" looking up he

stopped breathing for a minute releasing it was the first person he saved and the girl he

awkwardly ran away from. She was now wearing a stylish and feminine ensemble. The top

is an off-shoulder blouse with a delicate floral print, featuring soft ruffles around the

neckline for a romantic and elegant touch. The floral pattern adds a light, summery feel.

The bottom half is a high-waisted red skirt with a corset-style design, complete with lace-

up detailing at the front. The skirt's deep red hue contrasts beautifully with the light, floral

top, creating a balanced and striking outfit. Momo's overall look is chic, blending classic

and modern elements with a hint of vintage charm and now getting a good look at her he

noticed that he only reached her nose up close.

"Hey, are you alright, did I pull you too hard?" the worried Momo leaned down and forward

to look at him closer. Izuku practically became a tomato, quickly he shot up rubbing the

back of his head almost yelling "YEP I'M GOOD!" Momo stood back up smiling "well that's

good." she then looked over at the peculiarly named restaurant, clearing her throat she

turned back to him saying "why don't we go there, and I can repay you!" Izuku waved his

arms about saying "n-n-no I'm fine, you don't have to do that!" Momo's expression became

serious as he leaned back to him while holding the place where her heart would be saying

"please I insist!" unable to say no, Izuku nodded making Momo smile all over again.

Inside the restaurant they were sitting in front of each other, the air being slightly awkward

as they were seated at a small table near the window, the sounds of clinking glasses and

soft chatter filled the air. Izuku fidgeted slightly in his seat, unsure of how to navigate the

moment. "I-I'm Izuku Midoriya," he said nervously, his voice cracking just slightly. Momo

offered him a small, graceful smile, her composure unshaken. "Momo Yaoyorozu," she

replied, her tone gentle and sincere. A moment of silence lingered between them, their

gazes occasionally meeting before darting away. The awkward air seemed to amplify every

sound—the distant hum of the kitchen, the murmur of nearby diners, and the soft clink of

glasses.

A young waitress approached with a bright smile, setting down two glasses of water. "Are

you ready to order?" she asked. Izuku glanced nervously at the menu before deciding. "I-I'll

have katsudon, please," he said, his voice tinged with excitement at the thought of his

favorite meal. Momo, without missing a beat, glanced at him before saying, "I'll have the

same thing." Izuku blinked in surprise, his green eyes wide, but he didn't say anything. The

waitress nodded and left, leaving the two alone again. "Katsudon is my favorite dish," Izuku

admitted shyly, staring at his hands. Momo tilted her head slightly, her raven hair shifting

over her shoulder. "It must be good, then," she said softly. Her calm confidence made

Izuku feel both nervous and oddly comfortable.

Their conversation meandered between polite small talk and genuine curiosity. Momo

asked about his favorite places to eat, her voice soft yet inquisitive. Izuku stumbled over

his words, explaining how he loved simple meals that reminded him of home. "Food has a

way of doing that, doesn't it?" Momo replied thoughtfully, her fingers tracing the edge of

her glass. Izuku nodded, finding himself more at ease as she spoke. "What about you?" he

asked, daring to hold her gaze for a moment longer. Momo smiled faintly. "I usually eat

what's prepared at home, but this…this feels different. It's nice to try something new."

There was a sincerity in her tone that made Izuku's chest tighten, though he wasn't sure

why.

The waitress returned with their steaming bowls of katsudon, the aroma filling the space

between them. Izuku picked up his chopsticks, his movements slightly awkward as he took

a bite. "It's really good," he said with a soft smile, the warmth of the food spreading

through him. Momo mirrored his actions, her movements elegant. She took a small bite

and nodded in agreement. "It's delicious," she said, her voice carrying a hint of surprise.

They ate in comfortable silence for a few moments, the occasional glance exchanged

between bites. Every now and then, their eyes met briefly, and each time, Izuku's heart

raced. He focused on his food, trying to steady his thoughts, but Momo's presence was

impossible to ignore.

As the meal went on, Momo asked about his life, her questions genuine and open. Izuku,

though shy at first, found himself talking about his dream of becoming a hero. "I want to

help people, no matter how hard it gets," he said, his voice filled with quiet determination.

Momo listened intently; her gaze steady. "That's a noble dream," she said, her words

sincere. "I think you'll make a great hero." Izuku's cheeks turned pink, and he ducked his

head. "T-thank you," he stammered. When the conversation shifted to her, Momo spoke

about her rigorous training and her aspirations to support those in need. "I believe strength

should be used to uplift others," she said. Izuku nodded fervently, feeling a deeper

connection forming between them.

Though they had only met hours ago, the barriers between them seemed to dissolve as

they shared their stories. Momo's composed demeanor began to soften, revealing a

warmth that put Izuku at ease. He found himself laughing at one of her anecdotes about

her strict tutors, his nervous energy replaced by genuine amusement. Momo, in turn,

smiled more freely, her laughter soft and melodic. "You have a nice laugh," Izuku blurted

out before realizing what he had said. His face turned scarlet, and he immediately looked

down at his bowl. Momo blinked in surprise before her cheeks flushed as well. "T-thank

you," she replied, her voice quieter than before. The moment hung between them, a tender

pause that neither dared to break.

"Midoriya-san what are you doing here?" Izuku jumped slightly, hearing the voice Izuku

turned to saying "oh afternoon Todoroki-san." Shoto remained standing in front of the table

staring at Momo, curtly she stood up to stand in front of him bowing while saying "good

afternoon I am Momo Yaoyorozu and was just conversing with Izuku here." Shoto glanced

back at Izuku saying "oh I see you finding investors." Momo tilted her head confusedly

while Izuku rubbed the back of his head saying, "no not quite."

After a few minutes of explaining, Momo clapped her hands saying "ah! This

QuirkGuidance app is a great idea. I'd be happy to invest!" Izuku blush saying "t-thanks

but-" he was cut off when Shoto spoke sitting next to Momo "Izuku her personal wealth

alone is in the top seven present richest in Japan." this made Izuku's eyes widen in

complete surprise "with my and Todoroki-sans names on the forefront we could get this

running in a few days!" Hearing Momo's statement Izuku remembered the thing he wanted

to show his friend "oh I forgot to tell you!" The exuberant Izuku got Shoto's and Momo's

attention. "I have a program in the making that thinks like me so even if I can't be there, I

can still technically answer questions."

This made both Momo's and Shoto's eyes widen, staring at the sweating awkward Izuku

"w-w-what's the matter, was it a dumb idea?" The two then regained their composure as

Momo started "how long do you think the system will take?" her serious tone made Izuku

take a pause before he continued "maybe a day or two?" This made Shoto hold his head

saying, "damn this is big." Izuku became pale, asking "you're scaring me, please tell me

what I did wrong!" Momo began in a soft voice "Izuku you see you've made a system that

can think like a human and the last time a code that advanced was seen it caused the

death of over one hundred heroes including Russia number one."

Izuku just about passed out as he remained eerily silent before he burst out saying "n-n-n-

n-no way! I-I-I-I can still stop it or destroy it-" he was cut off when a now completely

composed Shoto spoke as if nothing happened "it's fine just make sure you can keep it

under wraps and if it's found out well patent the design and defend its survival." Izuku

nodded, still speechless. "Hey, Izuku, don't worry." Izuku then looked up seeing Momo

smiling at her while holding his limp hands "it's alright we'll make sure you're alright, so

don't worry." Izuku seemed to calm down as he nodded before he blushed saying "hey c-

could you uh let g-go?" Momo blushed as well saying "ah yes I uh apologize!" unnoticed to

the blushing duo Shoto was smiling proudly.

In a large mansion at a large table Momo was sitting across from a woman who was

drinking a cup of coffee, if you were looking at them from an outside view you wouldn't

realize that their mother and daughter. "So… Momo, I was told by mister Ryōsuke that you

ran off… Again." the woman spoke while putting her cup down. Momo flinched slightly

before she looked up, taking in her mother's appearance. The woman had a professional

and composed appearance. She wears sleek rectangular glasses that frame her sharp,

almond-shaped eyes, giving off an air of intelligence and seriousness. Her dark hair is

neatly styled into a straight, chin-length bob, with strands framing her face. Her expression

is calm and neutral, yet her gaze conveys a subtle intensity. She is dressed in formal

attire—a fitted black blazer over a simple, modest top, reinforcing her professional

demeanor.

"Mother, it's just-" Momo was cut off when her mother spoke, "I don't want to hear it young

lady, the last time you went out on your own you almost… just let the guards follow you

next time." Momo put her head down, becoming slightly smaller. "I want to help people, no

matter how hard it gets," remembering the very timid, reserved, and Awkward boy who

held an unwavering view, one that she herself couldn't muster in front of her own mother.

Momo steeled her resolve sitting up straight as she looked into her calm and neutral

mother's eyes. "Mother, I've taken an important step with a project I'm incredibly

passionate about—it's called QuirkGuidance. I'm not just endorsing it; I'm investing in it

and putting my name on it as a collaborator. I'm also working closely with its creator, Izuku

Midoriya. He's incredibly brilliant, and together, we're refining this concept into something

revolutionary."

Her mother raised a single brow, inviting Momo to elaborate without a word. Taking a deep

breath, Momo continued. "The app is designed to empower Quirk users by guiding them

toward a deeper understanding of their abilities. It doesn't just give theoretical advice; it's

hands-on. Users can input their Quirks' details—say, fire intensity or environmental

conditions—and the app generates tailored suggestions for improvement. It even includes

interactive simulations, allowing people to visualize techniques in real-time and adapt

safely before applying them in reality." Momo's voice softened, but her conviction

deepened. "And we're not alone in this venture. Shoto Todoroki, the son of the number two

hero, has also invested in the project and is being brought on as a collaborator. His

involvement adds not just credibility but also a unique perspective, given his powerful

Quirk. With our combined efforts, QuirkGuidance is poised to transform how people

develop and master their abilities, making the world a safer and more innovative place."

Her mother remained quiet just staring at her daughter, in her eyes she was testing her

resolve but to her surprise the daughter that strived for her praise stared back at her

completely calm. Taking a sip of coffee using it to hide her proud smile "your name alone

won't be enough but I do think the number two's son's name can carry its weight even if

just for his father." putting the empty cup down Momo saw her mother's neutral

expression, the one she saw once she was making investments with other companies. "I

suppose that I'll have to put his idea under the Yaoyorozu company's trade name." The

room was silent as Momo blinked and blinked again before she sputtered "M-m-mother w-

what are you-!" She was cut off once more as she said, "first I need to meet these other

two collaborators before I truly invest." flabbergasted Momo just nodded while looking like

a fish out of water.

"So, Izuku, you need to break this down step by step. First, the frame—yeah, that's priority

number one. A solid chassis to hold everything together, maybe lightweight steel or

aluminum for balance. And don't forget the subframe for the seat and storage space, plus

the swingarm for the rear wheel. Oh! And handlebars. You can't steer without those,

obviously. Foot pegs? Yep, those too. Kickstand? Totally need one unless I want this thing

tipping over every time, I park it. Okay, then the engine. Let's think... pistons, crankshaft,

camshaft, spark plugs, and a proper transmission. Oh, and the clutch assembly for shifting

gears. Chain drive? Belt? Shaft? Gotta picks one for power transfer. And cooling—do I want

air-cooled for simplicity or water-cooled with a radiator and hoses? Decisions, decisions.

Now wheels and tires. Gotta grabs both the front and rear. Rims, hubs, spokes if I'm going

retro. Tires need to match the style—off-road or street? Bearings! Can't forget the bearings

and axles. Brakes, though. Front and rear, definitely. Disc rotors, calipers, pads, and

master cylinders. Brake lines and levers for control. Stopping is, uh, super important.

Right, suspension! Front forks—telescopic or inverted? Maybe a mono-shock in the back

for a sleek look. This is going to be a smooth ride, or I'll feel every bump on the road. Fuel

and air system—this one's critical. Fuel tank, pump, lines. Carburetor or fuel injection?

Hmm, fuel injection would need an ECU. And an air filter. Don't want dirt clogging up the

works. Oh, and exhaust! Pipes, muffler, catalytic converter. Gotta keeps it street legal...

sort of.

Electrical stuff. Ugh, where do I start? Battery first, obviously. Wiring harness to tie it all

together. Ignition system with spark plugs, coils, and another ECU. Lights! Headlight,

taillight, and turn signals. And an instrument cluster to keep track of speed and fuel levels.

Switches on the handlebars for convenience. Okay, throttle cables. Clutch and brake

levers. Shifter for gears. Handlebars need to feel right. And now for the body—fairings,

fenders, and side panels. A nice seat. Comfy but not bulky. Oh, decals! Paint! This thing

has to look cool, not like some thrown-together hunk of junk.

But wait, Izuku, bolts and spacers. Don't forget those tiny parts, or this thing will rattle

apart at the first bump. Tools, too. I'll need wrenches, a welder, and an alignment tool. Do I

even have all this? No. Guess a hardware store trip is happening... great." Izuku was in his

suit while sitting on a roof he was writing in his "Idiots Analyzes for the future: number one"

below him in an alley was a teen with long orange hair that spiked up completely as he was

slumping down with his hands reaching the ground. His name was "Warui Otoko Tōru" and

he went to Aldera Junior High. Izuku had Analyzed his quirk time and time again after all he

had to so he could avoid getting stabbed. His Quirk was "Body Shaper: it allowed him to

reshape his body with physical touch. The shape of his body is dependent on his own

stamina, so if he's tired nothing would happen."

Walking behind him were two others wearing black hoodies, they walked away and Izuku

followed them from atop the roofs. Eventually they stopped going into a convenience store.

Izuku jumped down silently before DE morphing and finding a backdoor into the store.

Inside he saw Tōru looking at some food while one of the hooded men went to the

bathroom. Izuku silently followed him, once he followed him into the bathroom Izuku saw

that the teen had metal spiks for hair. Whilst the man was peeing Izuku gets him into a

proper choke hold, wrapping his arm around the opponent's neck, securing a figure-four

grip with his hands, and applying pressure to compress the carotid arteries while

maintaining control with your body weight.

After a few minutes of squirting wear, he surprisingly remained quiet, once he was

unconscious Izuku quickly took off his clothes and put them on. Looking at the teen he

found that he was a teen with a hedgehog Quirk having fur on certain parts of his body but

the most surprising… or disturbing was the stitches going across from his neck. Shaking

this off Izuku went out of the bathroom seeing Toru holding a bag of Cheeto puffs "ha ya

finally out Ichiro thought you'd be in there forever." Toru then gets closed while smiling,

maliciously saying "Hey what do you think of my fit!" Izuku didn't answer as Toru towered

over him, he Yelled "WHAT DID SOMEONE TAKE YOUR THROAT!"

Izuku clenched his fist behind his back but remained silent "Ha, Ha don't get your panties

in a bunch, Hey Minoru let's get out of here!" remaining as silent as him the teen Minoru

followed behind with Izuku following as they walked Izuku noticed that they went deeper

into the slums of Mustafu near the place where he fought the metal part. Eventually they

stopped in front of an eroded sewer grate that seemed to be completely sown into the

concrete "Minoru hurry up dammit!" The person then went over to the grate before they

grabbed it while pulling it up easily like it was picking up a piece of paper. Izuku's eyes

narrowed behind the hood as he followed them down.

In the depth of the Mustafu sewer systems the sound of dripping water sounded out,

strangely there were lights lining the wall of the sewer. As they got closer to something

Izuku could hear the sound of people talking. Eventually they went into a room that

seemed to be hand carved and wide with only one person in the room sitting on a black

metal foldable chair "hey boss you wanted to see me!" As they got closer Izuku could see

a reasonably tall, pale young man of slim shape but somewhat muscular build, from what

he could see he was in his early twenties, his hair was black but his most striking features

were undoubtedly the patches of gnarled, wrinkled, purple skin that covered much of his

lower face and neck, all the way down past his collarbone, below his eyes, around his

torso. These were attached to the rest of his skin by multiple crude surgical staples or hoop

piercings.

He had several silver cartilage piercings in both ears and a triple nostril piercing on the right

side of his nose. Upon closer inspection, he also lacked earlobes on both sides of his ears.

He wore a dark blue jacket with a high, ripped collar, matching pants cut off above his

ankles, and a pair of dark dress shoes on his feet. He also had a plain pale gray, scoop-

neck shirt, below which a gray belt with a circular pattern wrapped around his waist, a

leather satchel attached at the back. He seemed to look around for someone other than

Tōru "I guess the fucker that was following isn't here…" this hit Izuku as he began thinking

"was he looking for me or someone else! It was strange that Tōru was blatantly out in the

open!" as Toru tilted his head confused "boss what are you-" he was cut off when the

man's eyes landed on Izuku, as they stared at each other the space around them seemed

to shift.

Now the space appeared as a place with a red sky with black clouds behind the sitting man

were two pillars that seemed to glow with a bright blue glow while a red eyed cobra came

out in between the pillars staring at him all the same. "There you are!" the man said while

standing up, looking around Izuku saw that the other two were still frozen. Suddenly Toru

fell into the floor, making Izuku jump back, "Hydrax get over here." The teen, who Izuku

thought was Minoru, walked to the side of the man, who continued "look here, you'd be

surprised to know that Villains like me really like vigilantes like you!" The voice was raspy

as if he had burned his throat.

"What is he talking about?" Izuku thought while trying to move but he seemed to be frozen,

"you're not like the… heroes." he spoke the word though his face reacted as if it was poison

"you're doing this for the pure ecstasy of helping, a real goodie two shoe." The man then

held out his hand that began glowing a dark murky blue. "This world doesn't deserve

people like you… join me and you'll save everyone that deserves it." the world seemed to

change again but this time it was all white with him and the man standing alone. "YOU

WANNA BE A HERO SO BAD? I'VE GOT A TIME- SAVING IDEA FOR YOU. IF YOU THINK

YOU'LL HAVE A QUIRK IN YOUR NEXT LIFE...GO TAKE A SWAN DIVE OFF THE ROOF!!" in

the white space images and scenes appeared in a blue crack "Deku Means someone who

can't do anything!" Izuku saw the first time he was named a Deku.

"THERE WAS ABSOLUTELY NO NEED FOR YOU TO PUT YOURSELF IN DANGER!!, YOU

WERE REAL TOUGH OUT THERE! AND THAT QUIRK! CONSIDER BECOMING MY SIDEKICK

ONCE YOU GO PRO!" the sound of Bakugo being praised while he was ridiculed "DIDJA

HEAR? DEKU DOESN'T HAVE A QUIRK. Sucks to be him." the ridicule he faced when he

was younger "A Quirkless loser like you can't do anything!" more belittling "You're just a

pebble on the side of the road!" more "What's the matter, Deku? Gonna cry?" even more

"Stop pretending like you're worth my time!" again "The only thing you're good at is being a

punching bag!" and again "You'll never be anything but a useless Deku!" and AGAIN "It's

not a bad dream but you have to consider what's realistic, young man."

The image of him and Almight appeared admonishing the young teen practically begging for

some if any recognition, any shred of belief in him. "I see you and I are no different!" the

man yelled while holding his hands out "we both wanted the recognition, to be heroes for

the sake of others not the money or fame! But we were both thrown aside by the ones we

sought belief from!" Izuku, still petrified by the harassment he suffered throughout the

years, managed to sluggishly ask "how are you?" the man then put his burnt and marred

hands in his pocket while smirking "don't worry I know that you're not ready to join me just

yet but you and I will see eye to eye soon, so I'll tell you my identity… I am Dabi!"

Dabi then turned around walking away while saying "for now I'll leave you with what can

change this world and achieve our goals!" he then disappeared along with the space

leaving them in the same underground sewer. "Huff, Huff, what the heck?!" Izuku clenched

his chest while breathing heavily. "It seems like it's just you and me Ranger!" Izuku heard

the voice of a female, looking up he saw the person he had gone with. She then ripped off

the hoodie she wore revealing a monster. It was obviously of female standing,

This monster has a striking and alien-like design, blending organic and armored elements

to give it a menacing appearance. Its skin is a vivid purple, accented with bright green

highlights, particularly on its clawed hands and head, which features a crown-like, plant-

inspired structure. Its attire includes ornamental armor with sharp angles and gem-like

patterns, reinforcing its otherworldly aesthetic. The armor's intricate details suggest a regal

or powerful status.

The elongated limbs and flowing shapes in its design evoke a sense of grace intertwined

with danger. She was also holding a rapier-like weapon that had a flower bud for a hilt, "all

right then boy I'll show you what a soldier of Evox Army can do!" she then stabbed her

rapier into the floor, for a minute nothing happened but suddenly "CRUNCH... RUMBLE-

RUMBLE... GR RRROOOAAARRR!!" from below multiple spiky vines shot up from beneath

the ground, quickly Izuku tapped his watch transforming in the red light. The spike hit him

sending him up into the roof of the sewer and beyond crashing through the concrete and up

into the street and further in the sky until he could touch the clouds. Izuku looked over

Mustafu seeing that green veins reaching the sky like him glistening in the night sectioning

off Mustafu "welp, this isn't going to be fuuuunnnn!" Izuku yelled as he began falling down

to the city.

Chapter four: I might need a bit of help!

"CHASH!" Izuku fell on the concrete road, cracking the ground causing concrete dust

particles lifting up "HACK... COUGH-COUGH... WHEEZE! Skydiving really isn't fun!" Izuku

stood up while patting himself off and looking around he saw people freaking out and

running all about. Seeing the chaos Izuku yelled "EVERYONE!" The people then stopped to

look at the Red Ranger that they presumed was a pro "alright, go to the edge of the city

where the veins shot up, if you have a Quirk cut through it if not call the heroes and get

anyone you can along the way!" The people, still a little freaked out, ran off as fast as they

could while some called the police or hero lines.

Once the area was empty Izuku took a deep breath before thinking "alright now I need to

find Hydrax-" his thoughts were cut off when a stream of water hit him with the force of a

truck pushing him away and flooding the street "I'll make sure your death is slow POWER

RANGER!" while squirming around in the water he heard her voice before he was thrown

against a lamp pole. "Well, it looks like you came to me, how convenient!" Izuku Quickly

pulled out his guns firing off a Crimson Gust but before it could hit, she quickly side

stepped causing the blast to hit and crack the wall behind her while she quickly pointed

the rapier at him shooting out a thin stream of water. Izuku rolled to the side before

standing up, seeing the lamp post cut in half.

"AH, Well don't take it easy on me!" Izuku taunted as he shot another gust hitting Hydrax

sending her back but not before stabbing her rapier into the ground causing a green vine to

grow beside him smacking him away sending Izuku flying through the streets before he

crashed through a window of a second floor. As he lay there sprawled out on the floor, he

heard loud music with the sound of feet skirting on the floor, both of which slowly died

down. Sitting up Izuku looked around, seeing people staring at him with multi-colored LEDs

shining on him. There was a small bar holding many empty drinks, he slightly blushed

underneath his helmet seeing scandalously clad women.

"Hey cutie what are you doing here, is there a convection going on nearby?" a blushing

drunk woman with long black hair with four yellow and black spider legs crouched down to

his level. Izuku blushed deeper before he cofed, standing up saying "I need all of you to

evacuate, a villain is coming." none of them seemed to understand and the now standing

woman tilted her head asking "what?" before Izuku could elaborate the entire wall bust

down causing dust to rise and getting the people's attention. Once the dust died down it

revealed Hydrax yelling "RED RANGER, PREPARE TO DIE!" Izuku turned to face her while

yelling to the other people in the building "EVERYONE RUN DOWNSTAIRS NOW!"

The people then frantically ran out while screaming, Izuku quickly jumped back as Hydrax

lunged forward, her rapier slashing through the air in arcs of water that shredded the walls

and ceiling. Streams of liquid followed her every move, cutting through the room with

deadly precision. Izuku rolled to his right, narrowly avoiding a cascading wave, and leveled

his guns. Tapping the panels on the sides, he accessed the programming interface built

into the weapons.

"No fire Quirks here. Too risky with people still around…" Izuku thought, his mind racing as

he dodged another strike. His eyes darted around the room, analyzing the environment. He

spotted the vines Hydrax had summoned earlier, their thick green tendrils still coiled

across the floor. A plan formed in his mind, and he quickly adjusted the settings on his

guns. "Let's try something less destructive but just as effective. Herbicide Gas Quirk… this

should slow her down." With the Quirk programmed, Izuku fired. A faint, greenish mist

sprayed out, expanding rapidly across the room. The herbicidal gas clung to the vines,

causing them to wither and curl up as if burned. Hydrax's eyes widened in frustration.

"What did you do?!" Izuku swiftly quipped, "You're not the only one who can adapt,"

moving swiftly to flank her. Hydrax attempted to summon more vines, but they shriveled

the moment they emerged from the ground, rendered useless by the gas.

"Clever," Hydrax snarled, lunging forward with a high-speed thrust. Izuku sidestepped,

firing another burst of the gas to create a defensive barrier. The mist lingered, forcing her to

hold her breath and retreat slightly. "But you won't win with tricks alone!" Hydrax spun,

channeling water into a concentrated jet that blasted through the gas cloud. Izuku shielded

himself with a quick Crimson Gust, dispersing the water, but the force still sent him sliding

backward. He adjusted his stance, raising his guns again. "You're persistent. I'll give you

that," Izuku said, breathing heavily. His visor displayed warnings about the remaining

energy levels in his weapons, but he pushed them aside. Hydrax, undeterred by the

withering plants and lingering mist, charged once more, her rapier flashing like a silver

streak.

Izuku rolled to the side, firing a concentrated burst of gas directly at her feet. The floor

beneath her became slick and unstable, the chemical interaction causing her to stumble

slightly. He took the opportunity to close the distance, aiming a Crimson Gust-powered

punch at her midsection. Hydrax deflected with her blade, sparks flying as the two clashed

in close quarters. The fight reached a tense standstill as the two combatants locked eyes

through the lingering mist. Izuku's breath was labored, and Hydrax's frustration was

evident. The greenish gas still hung in the air, neutralizing her vines but leaving the battle

unresolved. Both stood their ground, determined and unyielding, as the tension thickened

like the very mist surrounding them.

"VILLAIN STOP!" The two then turned to the broken-down wall seeing the Number two

ranked hero Flame Hero: Endeavor! The hero stood tall, clearly showing off his muscular

physique. His hero costume is a tight, navy turquoise bodysuit, with flames streaming

across his chest, upper torso, arms, and most prominently, his shoulders. He uses his

flames as a makeshift mask around his eyes, and his tall boots appear to be either made of

fire themselves or constantly left alight, as only their soles and laces are visible around the

flames. He sports white bracers on his lower arms, styled in a cage pattern, and a blue belt

with a pouch on either side.

Endeavor then put his hands forward gathering fire in his palms, Hydrax ran the other way

while Izuku looked back at the broken bottles of alcohol before yelling "ENDEAVOR

WAIT-!" Izuku was cut off when Endeavor yelled "don't worry I'll take it from here! HELLFIRE

STORM!" suddenly fire burst from Endeavor erupting through the room, in Izuku's vision it

came at the alcohol slowly, Izuku then tapped on his guns as fast as he could, as soon as

the fire and alcohol came together in an explosion Izuku aimed at it while yelling "Crimson

Barrer!"

Outside the bar there were people looking at the burning building that had just exploded.

Some people were recording while others asked, "what happened to the hero, what was

his name?" he was answered by a woman "the villain called him Red Ranger like from

Super Sentai." squinting their eyes one asks, "was anyone else still in there?" Suddenly

walking out of the smoke was the Red Ranger with his visor being cracked revealing one

green eye while other parts of the suit were scratched and or burned, people gasped seeing

the drunk woman with long black hair with four yellow and black spider legs unconscious

on his back. He lightly set her down before going back inside the smoke before

disappearing.

"So, the building exploded, and you were knocked unconscious but before that he felt that

you were picked by this?" A couple hours later after the incident cops were questioning

people at the scene "t-the villain called him Red Ranger." The spider legged woman had a

cover on while looking back at the burned down two-story bar causing her to clench her

cover tighter. "S-s-so m-mister Endeavor can I ask you some questions?" nearby a nervous

officer who was short and petite, with quite a round face and semicircular eyes, their irises

white. Her hair is short and worn styled like a crab's body in two high bunches with claw-

shaped ends, six short tufts protruding out to the sides, and split bangs hanging over each

eye, was trying to question the hero.

Endeavor didn't answer, instead he turned to the building, seeing groups of low-ranking

heroes going from rank two hundred down to rank three hundred. "Naomasa Tsukauchi tell

me way are any of these quote on quote pro's doing here, if the Villain really came back

you'd need either the top ten or the hero that was here before, from what little I saw of his

abilities he should at least be considered for the top twenty above the Pussycats." walking

to their position was the head Detective in the case Tsukauchi wearing his usual tan

overcoat and matching hat. "Well for one I'm pretty sure the hero association wants to

seem like they have everything under control while appearing like this wasn't that big of a

deal."

Endeavor finally turned around ignoring the shacking officer "and what about the hero Red

ranger, he managed to hold off a villain that had the ability to cut off all of Musutafu if I

wasn't at my hero agency who knows how much more damage it could have occurred."

Endeavor's eyes narrowed as he towered over the detective "well the hero is now a named

vigilante so we're trying to find him, but would like to know more about the villain, from

what the witnesses are saying the villain may have a new category of Quirk." As Endeavor

went to answer he was cut off by an overly lax voice "hey number two waz up." turning

around Tsukauchi saw the number three ranked hero Hawks. He was a man of average

height with a slim and narrow build. He has feathery, ash blond hair that is swept messily

backward, with some of the front tufts sticking up in arcs above his head. His eyebrows are

notably thick, having a similar texture as his hair, and he has faint stubble on his chin.

His eyes are golden-brown and rather triangular, with two small black triangles just below

his tear ducts and in the top corners of his eyes, making them resemble those of a bird. His

Quirk grants him a set of large, bright red feathered wings. Although the sizing of his wings

is somewhat inconsistent, they are mostly shown to reach over his head when folded. His

hero costume resembles an aviator's uniform; he wears a black shirt with a wavy golden

pattern, over which he has a modified tan jacket with a high collar and slits over his

shoulders to accommodate his wings; the insides and cuffs of the sleeves are lined with

white fur, and black gloves. He has a red square-shaped lobe piercing in each ear,

although these are rarely visible as he usually wears a pair of yellow ear-protective

headphones over them. A rounded, yellow-tinted visor protects his eyes, presumably from

UV radiation above the clouds and dirt particles at high speeds.

"You, your hawks, am I right?" At Endeavor's question Hawks smiled while replying "damn

man you must not pay too much attention to the rankings." Endeavor narrowed his eyes

while saying "of course not, I'm only interested in the top spot number one!" for a minute

Endeavor could see a lot of admiration and surprisingly… sadness, "anyway the hero

association wants to see ya so I'll take over from here." slowly a limo drove up behind

Hawks, Endeavor remained there staring at the lax hero "alright then" Endeavor then held

out his hand for a handshake that Hawks took "I hope to see you at the top." Endeavor said

while walking to the limo, getting in the car and driving off he thought "I can see it in his

eyes he wants to challenge the number one seat as well, I can't wait to have a worthy rival!"

while sitting scrunched up in the limo the air seemed to burn as Endeavor smiled

maliciously.

"Late last night there was a large-scale villain attack that completely cut off all of Mustafu,

lucky on the site to minimize the damages was what people are calling The Rogue Hero:

Red Ranger, but while severe damages were prevented the street and the bar where they

fought were destroyed. " Inko was looking at the news playing in the corner of the

warehouse. One Inko was at work and she was over seeing some people sewing some

clothes and other fabrics "Mis Midoriya!" looking back at her work she saw a man in a

trucker uniform with a few others like him "oh, are you here to bring the new fabrics?" the

man nodded before he and his team went to go get the packages. Inko sighed while holding

her palm to her chin thinking "Last I saw Izuku he looked… disappointed. What should I do?

Hisashi would have known what to do, but of course I don't."

While the mother thought self-deprecatingly, the teen in question was running. Almost

right after school ended Izuku ran off, but people just thought he was trying to escape

Katsuki and his gang. Now on the streets running throughout Mustaf, now wearing a red

shirt with his school uniform wrapped around his waist, the green haired teen didn't get

many strange looks after all once the year finished was the start of the hero exams for the

top hero schools in the country. This fact made Izuku run faster after an hour he found

himself at Takoba Municipal Beach Park now called Left Over Beach. It had accumulated

trash coming from the sea for years, turning it from a beautiful beach spot into a trash heap

because people figured that it was already trash it wouldn't hurt to add some more trash.

Izuku stretched before getting to work, he put some of the smaller things into a trash bag

he ironically found there while pushed aside the bigger things like refrigerators to the side

after two hours you could see a huge difference, instead of the beach Bing covered in trash

now there was just a small pile of trash that could be cleaned and pawned off.

Izuku could be found huffing and puffing while laying sprawled out on his back with his

arms crossed over his face. "I need to get stronger, if I was, that lady wouldn't have gotten

hurt and the bar would be alright." despite what some would consider exemplary Izuku

thought any other could do the same or even better than him, soon his thoughts drifted to

the man calling himself "Dabi" the man was obviously strong, well connected, and it

seemed like he had his own organization "I… need help… but I don't want to bring anyone

in, maybe I can contact other vigilantes?" as Izuku regained his breathing he suddenly

heard something "Izuku? Are you alright?" uncovering his face Izuku saw one Momo

Yaoyorozu on her knees, hovering close to his face worried, "AHH!" Izuku yelled whilst he

rose up quickly, accidentally smacking his and her forehead together with a "SMACK!"

As Momo grabbed her head in pain, she looked at a blushing Izuku seemingly unaffected

"your rather resilient." hearing her Izuku turned red like a tomato causing Momo to

unconsciously smile. "Yeah well my… someone I used to know liked to spar with me."

seeing his downtrodden behavior Momo quickly changed the conversation "I had

something I needed to tell you urgently!" looking at her Izuku tilted his head asking "what?"

to this Momo to beam with excitement as she stood up proudly saying "I need to tell you

that I've convinced my mother to invest her company name!" Her statement made Izuku

blink before he jumped up, seeing how she wore a modest, cream-colored blouse with

delicate vertical pinstripes and a structured collar, giving it a vintage and slightly formal

feel. The blouse is tucked into a matching cream dress, her hairstyle is a voluminous,

asymmetrical ponytail with a slight upward spike at the back, grabbing her hands,

ecstatically saying "that's great! With even more help we should be able to get the app

started by May!"

Momo was delighted to see Izuku shift away from his gloomy atmosphere, but she blushed

having him so close. Momo cleared her throat softly, the quiet "ahem" breaking the silence,

pulling her hands away she spoke "yes but, my mother would like to meet you and Todoroki

before she puts anything in." Izuku nodded along before asking "ok, when does she want to

meet?" Momo seemed to look away from his eyes while lightly sweating, causing Izuku to

worry "well she wanted to meet you today, I tried to tell you, but I don't have your number,

so I drove around looking for you." Izuku looked up to the sidewalk elevated above the

beach seeing a limo with two black SUVs in the back and front with an old man in a suit

holding open a door to the limo. Izuku's whole body seemed to grow pale while a comical

wispy ghost with green hair, floating up from his mouth.

"Ah, Izuku it's alright she said it'll just be her, me, you and Todoroki, so don't worry!" Izuku

regained his composure slightly, still being a deathly pale, "a-alright I guess now is better

than never." Smiling Momo exuberantly led him to the limo, inside which had a lavish

interior complete with plush leather seating arranged in a wraparound style for maximum

comfort, paired with advanced entertainment systems like high-definition TVs, surround

sound speakers, and mood lighting. Mini bars with refrigerated compartments, glassware,

and champagne flutes are common for refreshments, while climate control ensures

passengers stay comfortable. For convenience, limos often include Wi-Fi, charging ports,

and an intercom system to communicate with the driver, along with privacy features like

tinted windows and partitions. Additional luxury touches can include illuminated floors,

mirrored ceilings, and ample luggage storage. "Mister Ryōsuke, can you please take us

there." the butler smiled from the front while saying "why of course Mis Yaoyorozu." as

they passed through the city and talked amicably Izuku looked around at the extremely

lavish car he wondered "just who is her mother?"

Coming to a stop, mister Ryōsuke opened the door while saying "here we are, Chikurin

Manor." Ironically, looking up Izuku saw his own apartment complex. "Come on Izuku, my

mother should be up there already!" Izuku followed Momo making their way to his home, at

the door Izuku saw Todoroki leaning on a railing with an annoyed look different from his

usual apathetic and aloof personality, looking at him Izuku worriedly asked "what's

wrong?" Turning to look at the two Shoto sighed saying "INSTEAD OF COMING TO GET

ME, they called my father Endeavor." shocked Izuku practically yelled "YOUR FATHERS

ENDEAVOR!" unnoticed by Izuku Momo blushed and Shoto smirked silently "yep, and it

was a real pain explaining why I was starting a company, but anyway I guess I'm not as

important as YOU ARE."

While Izuku rubbed the back of his head Momo quickly went to the door yelling "Hey let's

go inside, best not to keep them waiting!" going inside they saw Inko and a woman with a

professional and composed appearance. She wears sleek rectangular glasses that frame

her sharp, almond-shaped eyes, giving off an air of intelligence and seriousness. Her dark

hair is neatly styled into a straight, chin-length bob, with strands framing her face. Her

expression is calm and neutral, yet her gaze conveys a subtle intensity. She is dressed in a

fitted black blazer over a simple, modest top, reinforcing her professional demeanor. Inko

looked like how Izuku was at the beach, "You must be Izuku Midoriya," she said with a

polite, measured tone, extending a hand. Her voice was soft, but there was an undertone

that commanded attention. Izuku took her hand with a firm but slightly sweaty grip, bowing

deeply. "It's an honor to meet you, ma'am."

Asami's lips curled into a small, almost imperceptible smile. "The honor is mine, Mr.

Midoriya. Momo has told me quite a bit about you." Momo, who had been standing quietly

at Izuku's side, flushed a deep shade of red. "M-Mother!" she stammered, her flustered

state only making Asami's calm demeanor stand out more. Todoroki, meanwhile, leaned

casually against the doorframe, arms crossed, with the faintest hint of a smirk tugging at

his lips. Asami gestured toward the modest seating area. "Please, have a seat. Let's get to

know each other a little better before we discuss business, shall we?" Izuku nodded

nervously and sat down on the couch, stiff as a board. Momo took a seat beside him, trying

to calm herself, while Todoroki claimed a nearby chair with his usual cool demeanor.

Asami, poised and elegant, sat across from Izuku, her hands neatly folded in her lap.

"So, Izuku," she began, her tone friendly yet probing. "How do you usually spend your

weekends?" Izuku blinked, caught off guard by the casual question. "Um… well, I usually

train… or work on helping people. Sometimes I take notes on heroes to learn more about

their quirks and strategies." Asami nodded, her sharp eyes flickering with interest. "I see. A

very dedicated approach. And what's the most important thing you've learned from your

parents?" Izuku hesitated, glancing briefly at Inko, who gave him an encouraging smile. "I

think… My mom taught me the value of kindness and doing the right thing." Momo's blush

deepened, and Todoroki let out a barely audible chuckle. Asami's expression didn't waver.

"A noble set of values," she remarked, her gaze steady. "And what about books or movies?

What's the last one you really enjoyed, and why?"

"Uh…," Izuku stammered, trying to think. "I-I recently read The Symbol of Peace: All

Might's Journey. It's about how All Might overcame his struggles to become a hero… It was

really inspiring."

Asami leaned back slightly, her fingers tapping lightly on the armrest of her chair.

"Interesting. Do you prefer working alone or in a team?"

Izuku's brows furrowed as he thought about it. "I… I think I work better in a team. I like

helping others and finding ways to support them."

"Hmm," Asami mused, her tone neutral. "Have you traveled much? Any favorite places?"

Izuku shook his head, looking a little sheepish. "I haven't traveled much, but I'd like too

someday. If I had to pick, though… I think Hosu City?" Asami pressed on without missing a

beat. "What's your dream job or long-term goal?" Izuku straightened up, determination

flickering in his eyes. "I want to help people in any way I can." Asami's gaze lingered on him

for a moment longer than necessary, as if assessing the depth of his conviction. "And how

do you usually handle stressful situations?"

Izuku chuckled nervously. "I… uh, I try to stay calm and think things through, but

sometimes I just… act on instinct." Asami spoke smoothly "I see, do you have siblings?"

"No, ma'am," Izuku replied. "It's just me and my mom." Momo coughed lightly, her face

still red, while Todoroki leaned forward slightly, clearly enjoying the show. Asami tilted her

head ever so slightly, her next question deceptively light. "What's the best meal you've

ever had?" Izuku smiled warmly. "My mom's katsudon. It's the best comfort food in the

world."

Asami then spoke with a faint smile "That sounds lovely, have you ever done any volunteer

work or helped someone out of a jam?" Izuku blinked, then nodded earnestly. "Yes! I try to

help people whenever I can. Even if it's something small, like carrying groceries or fixing a

broken fence." Momo's heart swelled at his genuine sincerity, while Todoroki shook his

head with a small laugh. Asami's next question came almost too casually. "And what kind

of music do you listen to when you're feeling down?" Izuku scratched the back of his head,

embarrassed. "Uh… hero theme songs, mostly. They remind me to keep going." Asami

nodded thoughtfully, her final question coming out as smooth as silk. "What's the most

meaningful gift you've ever given someone?"

Izuku paused, his face lighting up as he remembered. "I made a scrapbook for my mom

once, filled with memories of us together. She cried when I gave it to her." Asami's sharp

gaze softened ever so slightly, and she stood up, smoothing out her blazer. "Well, Mr.

Midoriya, you've certainly given me a lot to think about. Thank you for indulging my

curiosity." Momo let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding, her cheeks still pink,

while Izuku slumped in his seat, utterly exhausted. Todoroki's smirk finally turned into a

quiet chuckle. "That was entertaining," he remarked. Asami turned to Momo, her

expression unreadable. "We'll talk more later, Momo. For now, let's discuss the business

proposal." Momo nodded quickly, stealing a glance at Izuku, who gave her a small, nervous

smile thinking innocently "were my answers good?"

Asami folded her hands neatly on the table, her gaze steady as Izuku leaned forward,

excitement radiating from him. "QuirkGuidance," he began, his voice steady but gaining

momentum as his enthusiasm grew. "Imagine an app where anyone with a Quirk could

explore its full potential—ways to enhance control, new techniques to unlock hidden

strengths, or even strategies for pairing their Quirk with different environments. It's not just

theoretical either; the app uses interactive models, so users can visualize their Quirks in

action. Like dynamic scenarios! For instance, someone with a flame-based Quirk could

input parameters like fuel source or intensity, and the app would suggest safe and effective

applications. It's all about unlocking possibilities they might never have considered."

He paused briefly, catching his breath, but quickly dove back in, his hands moving

animatedly to emphasize his words. "And here's the best part: it doesn't stop at basic

usage. The app would also have an exercise plan—daily tasks designed to push

boundaries safely, with badges to track progress! We'd include a troubleshooting feature

too. You know, for when someone's Quirk isn't working the way they expect. The app could

analyze variables like stress levels, external conditions, or even dietary influences. It's like

having a Quirk specialist in your pocket! I mean, some Quirks might seem straightforward,

but with the right guidance, they could evolve into something extraordinary. That's what I

want the app to do—show people how their Quirks can grow with them."

As Izuku finished, his words hung in the air, charged with his passion. Momo's eyes

sparkled with pride, and even Todoroki, usually reserved, couldn't suppress a small nod of

approval. Asami, however, remained composed, her expression thoughtful as she

absorbed the pitch.

"An ambitious idea," she said at last, her tone measured. "Interactive modeling,

personalized training regimens, and a troubleshooting system. It's innovative, no doubt.

But what about user safety? How do you ensure people won't misuse the app or push

themselves too far?" Her sharp gaze bore into Izuku, testing his readiness.

Izuku straightened, prepared for the challenge. "Safety would be a top priority! The app

would have built-in safeguards. For example, if a user's inputs suggest potentially

dangerous levels of Quirk usage, the app would issue warnings and provide alternative,

safer suggestions. Plus, the exercise plans would be calibrated to gradually increase

difficulty based on the user's progress, with regular prompts to take breaks and reassess

their limits. And, of course, we'd have expert consultants for Quirks that require

specialized knowledge to avoid accidents." Asami raised a brow. "And how do you plan to

address data security? This app would collect highly sensitive information about users'

Quirks. If that data fell into the wrong hands…" She let the implication hang in the air, her

expression expectant.

"That's a great point," Izuku replied earnestly. "The app would use encrypted data storage

and adhere to the highest cybersecurity standards. No data would be shared without

explicit user consent, and even then, it would be anonymized. We'd also implement

regular security audits to prevent breaches. Transparency would be key; users would

always know what information is being collected and how it's used." Asami's lips twitched

into the faintest smile. "A solid foundation. But ideas need more than passion to succeed.

What's your plan for development and scaling?" Her voice was probing but not unkind, as if

she wanted to see how far Izuku had thought this through.

Izuku's determination shone through as he answered. "I'd start small, focusing on a pilot

program for a specific group of Quirk users to refine the app's features based on real

feedback. Once the core functionality is polished, we'd expand gradually, partnering with

schools and hero agencies to promote it. As for funding, initial investment could come

from crowdfunding or grants for innovative technologies. Long-term, the app could offer

premium features for advanced users while keeping the basic functionality free to ensure

accessibility for everyone." Asami leaned back, steepling her fingers as she regarded him

thoughtfully. "You've clearly put a lot of thought into this, Mr. Midoriya. It's refreshing to

see such earnest dedication. But tell me, why are you so passionate about this? What

drives you?"

Izuku hesitated, his expression softening as he glanced at Momo for a brief moment before

turning back to Asami. "Because I know what it feels like to doubt yourself. To feel like your

Quirk isn't enough, or that you're not enough. I want to create something that helps people

see their own potential—something that inspires them to keep growing, no matter what

challenges they face. For a moment, the room was silent, the weight of Izuku's words

sinking in. Then, Asami stood, smoothing her blazer as she extended a hand. "You've

convinced me to consider this seriously. I'll have my team analyze the feasibility and get

back to you with our thoughts. But don't mistake this for a guarantee. You still have much

to prove."

Izuku stood as well, shaking her hand firmly. "Thank you for the opportunity, Ms. Asami. I

won't let you down." Before Asami exited the room she looked at Inko who remained quiet

to listen to her son "Inko, you have a good boy, but I am surprised that you live in an

apartment considering that you work as a manager in one of my biggest brands." the teens

looked at Inko who blushed saying "yes ma'am it's just that I couldn't bring myself to leave

the first place my husband gave me." Inko Smiled brightly causing mis Asami to smile

while walking out saying "I understand then, have a nice day." Afterward Momo turned to

Izuku with a radiant smile. "You were amazing! I'm so proud of you." Todoroki smirked,

clapping Izuku on the shoulder.

"Not bad, Midoriya. Looks like you impressed her." Izuku's cheeks turned red, but he

couldn't stop the grin that spread across his face. "I couldn't have done it without your

support. Thank you, both of you." As they left the room together, a sense of

accomplishment and camaraderie filled the air. Izuku knew the journey was far from over,

but for the first time in a long while, he felt confident in his ability to take the next step

forward, all while Inko looked at the proudest she had seen her son, surprisingly she seem

sad thinking "I'm sorry Izuku, if only I had supported you like them would you have been

even happier, but now I can finally see you'll be just fine."

Chapter five: A Surprising Amount

"Good morning, Japan!!" on a tv was an extremely tan man with a lean yet well-built and

tall physique. He arguably appears much younger than he is, with a youthful and hairless

face and spiky, voluminous brown hair and hazel eyes. He sports a determined and

enthusiastic expression with wide eyes and a perpetual grin, he wears shorts and Hawaiian

shirts. "ALRIGHT LET'S TALK ABOUT THE NEWEST THING THIS MAY!" he was practically

screaming while reeling back "yes, this month the newest subsidiary of the Asami

corporation, now spreading all across Japan, asking the question when will this cross on to

other countries? ." sitting down beside the man calmly was a beautiful

young woman with bra-strap length or mid-back length blonde hair that is tied in a ponytail

with bangs swept to the right side and some parts swept a little to the left side while she

has a chin-length hair strand hanging on the right side as her bangs, brown eyes and her

most notable feature is her big bust. She wears red oval-shaped glasses and a long sleeve

white shirt with a coral-pink blazer that is fully buttoned.

"YEAH, IT'S ALREADY REACHED HALF A MILLION SINCE APRIL 20TH." The woman beside

him seemed too re-coll to the side nearly out of her chair from the man's abnormally loud

voice. Clearing her throat, she continued from where he left off "yes it seems that the

Asami corporation has employed a strategy of targeted regional marketing combined with

advanced analytics to maximize 's reach. They've also created

partnerships with local hero agencies and schools, ensuring the app becomes a staple in

hero training programs across Japan."

The man leaned forward, clasping his hands enthusiastically. "AND LET'S NOT FORGET

THEIR BRILLIANT USE OF SOCIAL MEDIA! PEOPLE CAN'T STOP TALKING ABOUT THE APP.

VIDEOS OF USERS TESTING OUT THE INTERACTIVE QUIRK SIMULATIONS AND

SHOWCASING THEIR PROGRESS ARE GOING VIRAL!" His grin widened. "PLUS, THEIR

USER ENGAGEMENT LEVELS ARE THROUGH THE ROOF THANKS TO THE APP'S

INNOVATIVE FEATURES. CUSTOM TRAINING PLANS? PROGRESS TRACKING? WHO

WOULDN'T WANT TO SEE HOW FAR THEIR QUIRK CAN GO?" The woman adjusted her

glasses and nodded. "Not to mention the app's impressive adaptability. It's designed to

work seamlessly with all types of Quirks, from elemental to transformation and everything

in between. By incorporating data-driven insights and user feedback,

provides highly personalized advice that feels like having a Quirk specialist at your

fingertips."

The man pointed dramatically at the camera. "BUT THE REAL GAME-CHANGER HERE IS

THE TROUBLESHOOTING FEATURE! IF YOUR QUIRK ISN'T WORKING THE WAY YOU

WANT—BOOM! THE APP ANALYZES FACTORS LIKE STRESS, EXTERNAL CONDITIONS, OR

EVEN DIET AND GIVES YOU ACTIONABLE ADVICE. IT'S LIKE A HERO MENTOR AND

PERSONAL TRAINER ROLLED INTO ONE!" The woman smiled, her tone calming after the

man's high-energy delivery. "With their freemium model allowing free access to basic

features and affordable subscriptions for premium options, is

appealing to a wide audience. It's clear the Asami Corporation has thought of everything to

make Quirk optimization accessible to everyone."

The man jumped up from his chair, punching the air. "AND THEY'RE NOT STOPPING

THERE! RUMOR HAS IT THEY'RE WORKING ON A PROFESSIONAL HERO SUBSCRIPTION

TIER, WHERE LICENSED PROS CAN ACCESS ADVANCED ANALYTICS, EXCLUSIVE

CONTENT, AND EVEN DIRECT CONSULTATIONS WITH THE APP'S QUIRK SPECIALISTS!"

The woman stifled a laugh, gesturing for him to sit back down. "Well, with half a million

users and counting, is on track to revolutionize how people

understand and use their Quirks. The Asami Corporation's innovative approach is

undoubtedly setting a new standard in the industry." The man leaned closer to the camera,

grinning. "SO, JAPAN, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? IS ALREADY

CHANGING LIVES. IT'S TIME TO UNLOCK YOUR QUIRK'S TRUE POTENTIAL!"

Izuku came out of his room, wearing a red hoodie-style jacket with the word "ジャケット,

Jaket" in English printed on it in white or light-colored text. The jacket features a drawstring

hood and a casual, comfortable design. Beneath the jacket, a black shirt or top is visible,

adding a layered look. looking at the news before smiling. "Momo and Shoto are amazing,

if it weren't for them… would… I have done it." Izuku wore a mournful smile while looking at

the tv that showed the app's image, a sleek, futuristic aesthetic that embodies innovation

and empowerment. Set against a gradient of vibrant blue and teal, the background exudes

a sense of limitless potential, with soft beams of light drawing attention to the glowing,

metallic "Q" logo at its center.

This stylized emblem, etched with geometric patterns reminiscent of flowing Quirk energy,

is surrounded by holographic silhouettes of individuals showcasing various Quirk abilities,

from fire manipulation to energy projection. Each figure emits neon trails of light,

highlighting action and diversity. The bold, chrome-finished title, ," is

paired with the tagline, "Unlock Your Potential, Shape Your Future," while glowing icons at

the bottom hint at app features like "Quirk Analysis" and "Dynamic Simulations." The

design's polished vibrancy invites users to explore and grow with the app. Smiling happily,

Izuku moved to the kitchen Izuku went to the fridge, opening it he saw a bowl wrapped with

saran wrap and a sticky note saying "from: your mom to: you, I know that since you got into

online school and are doing most of the subjects ahead, your barley going out of the house

I made this, PS congrats on passing your driving test!" Izuku's smile only brightened as he

pulled it out, he put it in the microwave and went back to his room picking up a book.

Pulling out the still wrapped Katsudon, Izuku walked out of the apartment.

"Yawn, mister Ingenium, ahh, what are we doing back in Hosu? I thought that our shift

today was Mustafu?" standing on a sidewalk only moments away from passing out was a

young woman with short, slightly curly, light hair and ram's horns on her head. Her hero

costume consists of a Chinese Cheongsam mini dress with long funnel-shaped sleeves

that hide her hands, a domino mask, and high-heeled shoes. Looking over their saw a man

in a hero costume that consists of a dark blue one-piece suit with a high collar, over which

he wears various pieces of armor, all in a pale silver, including a chest plate, a metal collar

around his neck and another around his upper arm, and metal vambraces that extend past

his elbows pointed at the ends. He wears a helmet covering his entire face, its sharp bevor

full of holes to allow him to speak and breathe easily, and its upper piece rounded over his

head with two larger holes on either side, two curved horns just behind and a single spike

sticking out of the back of his head. On his feet, he wears silver knee-high boots with gold

accessories, which are specialized for his Quirk, and around his torso, he has thick metal

pipes on his elbows. His armor is very lightweight and does not protect him much; its main

purpose is to cut down air resistance rather than to protect him.

"Cause we're looking for a Vigilante, the hero association thinks he's going to be here,

since yesterday he was seen moving form Musutafu and it seems like he's patrolling

different cities every week." the girl beside Ingenium yawned again before asking "yeah,

but Hosu's Endeavors ground, yawn, why didn't we leave it to him?" The Man seemed to

frown behind his mask, "I know what you mean… the hero association thinks Endeavor

won't do it without real competition, apparently after his debut in delaying the class B,

Mutant, Emitter villain Hydrax when the hero Association couldn't muster up a

comprehensive plan, Endeavor's grown a certain amount of respect… and I didn't really

want to do this either but…"

The man seemed to remember the voice of a gruff old man "Tensei you idiot, you don't just

go against the hero Association! If it weren't for them, do you think we'd have our Legacy,

get out, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!" as he was thinking someone came up to him "u-

um hello you're the rank twenty hero Ingenium c-can I get an autograph?" Looking up he

saw a boy of somewhat stature, his round face framed by a short mop of fluffy dark-green

hair which curls up at odd angles around his head, casting noticeably dark shadows onto

itself. His eyes are large and somewhat circular, and his irises are the same shade of green

as his hair. The teen was wearing a red hoodie-style jacket with the word "ジャケット,

Jaket" in English printed on it in white or light-colored text. The jacket features a drawstring

hood and a casual, comfortable design. Beneath the jacket, a black shirt or top is visible,

he was holding out a notebook to a cardboard page. Smiling Ingenium took out a pen

writing down "インジニウム, (Ingenium)" once he finished, he saw the boy light up with a

wide smile and as the boy was leaving Ingenium yelled "have a nice day kid!"

Endeavor was doing a patrol around Hosu city, his intimidating frame slightly alarming the

people on the street due to the fact that he had stopped his minor patrols since he had

become obsessed with the number one spot. Beside him was one of his sidekicks known

as Burnin, she was a curvaceous young woman who had big red-orange eyes and pointy

teeth. Her most distinguishable feature is her long, flaming yellowish-green hair, with two

bangs on each side, and a wider bang going from the center of her forehead to the right.

The ends of her fingers are also notably pointed. Her costume consists of a light-gray

double-breasted mini dress with orange and black lining and slits on both sides of the skirt.

Her collar, belt, and wrist guards are black with a smaller orange line, and the silver

buttons resemble flat-headed screws. She also wears a belt with a temperature gauge on

the front and a fire extinguisher on the back, black knee-high socks, and short black boots.

Her mask is black that covers the top half of her face.

She looked up at her towering boss who was glaring at the various colorfully dressed pro

heroes more than usual, "Yeah boss, what's up your looking pisser than usual!" Endeavor

ignored her causing her to reel back thinking "oh, fuck, he's super mad!" Endeavor looked

around seeing the lower ranking pro heroes avoiding his gaze "ya know Burnin." the girl

perked up paying attention to her boss "I wouldn't be so upset if there would be more pros

like Hawks, or at the least from the TOP 50, or hero teams and agencies like the Ryukyu

Agency, Team Idaten, I'd even take the PUSSYCAT!" at his exclamation people spread out

away from him. "But none of the rich pigs in the association didn't even bother to put out

anything as a worthwhile reward to catch the Red Ranger who's now been ranked up to a

Class B vigilante without an unclassified type or object that managed to go toe to toe with a

class B mutant emitter villain!"

Burnin just nodded along while thinking "whoever the hell this red ranger is, he might be a

good challenge for the boss!" as they were walking Endeavor stopped which Burnin only

noticed when she ran into someone "ahh!" falling on her butt she looked up seeing a girl

the same size laying on her butt, "ah, Endeavor I was looking for you!" looking up she saw

the rank 20th hero the Turbo Hero: Ingenium! "Umum what a coincidence I was just

discussing you and… you and your hero agency." The two remained there and despite

Endeavor's towering size Ingenium remained unabated. Suddenly Endeavor smirked widely

"so Ingenium how's those Naruhata Vigilantes, last I heard Haimawari Koichi transferred

here in Japan to run a subsidiary for the 3rd ranked hero in America, iv also seen Haneyama

Kazuho on the news as a serious artist, lastly some of the thugs have been saying that

Knuckleduster is back to 100%."

Ingenium replied, amicably saying "yes, I don't know too much about the others, but I've

been helping Koichi with gathering members, and general maintenance." Surprisingly the

two were speaking just fine even though there was still tension. While they were staring at

each other, Burnin stood up seeing that she ran into a young woman with short, slightly

curly, light hair and ram's horns on her head, "uh, sorry bout that." the other lady just

yawed saying "no, problem." Endeavor crossed her arms asking, "I am surprised to see

you here I didn't think the association would try to pay you out?" Ingenium didn't seem to

be perturbed replying "sorry to say a wasn't paid out for this, I just think any vigilante with

qualifications is more than welcome to me, I'm just here to offer a hand." hearing this

Endeavors smile turned sour "I see, so you're still content with rank twenty?" growing

slightly more serous Ingenium spoke "yes, I'd much prefer to help others into the top ten

then myself."

as he spoke you could almost feel the spit in endeavors eyes while the blatant optimism of

Ingenium counteracted the tension. Eventually Endeavor brushed past him saying "fine but

if you ever decided to get a series I'd be happy to have another rival in the rankings!" as

Endeavor and Burnin left Ingenium spoke to his sidekick but it felt like he was trying to

reach Endeavor "he's as crazy as he was in U.A, maybe even crazier."

"Buzz, Buzz, Boss it's important! A group of villains are attacking wildly!" Ingenium got a

call on his ear piece and he instantly ran off going from zero to sixty in second while leaving

his sidekick saying "Onemu Shinya direct yourself there and surprise the villains, Idaten

mobile group, I need to get there as fast as possible!" as he was running he heard

something "confirm is there any information on the villains Quirks or origins!" looking to his

side he saw Endeavor speeding with small jet streams of fire coming from his feet, "are the

villains causing that much of a ruckus, they need the both of us?" Endeavor just scoffed

continuing to the location.

Eventually they found themselves on a road, the people watching from the sidewalk as if it

was a spectator sport. Speeding on the road in a jeep wrangler with the top open was five…

"things" four of the were "dressed" in a striking magenta bodysuit with black armor

accents on the shoulders and chest. The design features a sleek, futuristic aesthetic, with

the metallic helmet fully covering the face and incorporating a prominent visor and sharp,

angular details. The outfit is complemented by black gloves, boots, and a utility belt. While

the last one stood out through the top, it was a towering mechanical monstrosity, armored

in an intricate and robust exosuit dominated by an industrial blue-and-silver color scheme.

This hulking figure emanated an aura of intimidation, with its design clearly optimized for

combat and destruction. The upper torso was laden with an array of mounted weaponry

and sensor units. Four prominent, circular turrets, resembling high-powered cameras or

missile launchers, were fixed on the shoulders and chest. These gave the impression of a

walking arsenal, capable of unleashing devastating barrages in every direction.

The head was sleek and helmet-like, painted in a bold blue tone, with two glowing red eyes

that seemed to pierce through its surroundings with a menacing focus. The reinforced

design of the helmet suggested advanced scanning or targeting capabilities. Its faceplate

was devoid of expression, emphasizing its mechanical and unrelenting nature. The arms

were massive, and the right arm was particularly striking, equipped with a large rotary

cannon that appeared to be both a weapon and a tool for overwhelming its opponents. This

cannon, detailed with metallic ridges and ports for ammunition, extended with a brutal

purpose. The left arm, in contrast, was more humanoid but no less threatening, tipped with

powerful, articulated fingers that could crush or manipulate objects with precision.

The legs were equally impressive, constructed with layered metallic plates that gave a

segmented appearance, resembling a knight's armor from the future. The silver plates

alternated with the blue, creating a sense of durability and agility. The feet were large and

clawed, built to maintain balance and traction even in chaotic environments, suggesting

this machine was made for battlefields rather than ordinary terrain. The overall design

incorporated small, subtle mechanical details, like exposed wiring and pistons along its

joints, adding a rugged aesthetic that hinted at its raw power. Despite its size, the build

suggested surprising mobility, as if this machine could move with speed and purpose when

needed. This figure carried an overwhelming presence, embodying the pinnacle of

destructive engineering and battlefield supremacy. Its purpose was clear: to dominate and

annihilate anything in its path.

Seeing the heroes, the one driving sped up while the others pulled out weapons attached

to their waist jutting out like spikes surprising the two heroes the devices began shooting

strange plasma bolts. Dodging and weaving the experienced pros acted as if it was nothing

"wow that guy looks sick I'd it's another Mutant, Emitter Quirk it's rare to see two of those

in a few months!" Endeavor ignored that instead he rushed at the villain before jumping in

the air above the car yelling "AHHHH, FLASH FIRE FIST: JET BURN!" Suddenly Endeavor

concentrates his flames into a white-hot point on his fist and punches, sending a fiery

beam sending at the car, but suddenly the main "man" raises its hand saying "Oooh yes...

I can't wait to take these drills...for a spin!"

Suddenly a drill exploded from his hand growing as it arrived in front of endeavor, suddenly

endeavor put his hands up using it to propel himself down avoiding the massive drill. As the

car tires began to melt the drill man yelled "just keep going we haven't drawn him out yet!"

Ingenium rushed at the car managing to just get close to it before the drill man fired a few

smaller ones, moving back he said, "Endeavor we're going need someone to-!" He was cut

off when he was hit by a medium screw, rolling back he managed to reduce some of the

damage, once he got up, he tried to run at them again he stopped seeing a dozen giant

screws threatening to hit him and the now fearful crowd.

Seeing this endeavor prepared something, the temperature around the area seemed to be

burning and if anyone noticed I'd feel like they were melting "Vroom Mmmm Mmmm vroom

mmmm!" the sound of something other than the two heroes, suddenly speeding past and

stopping in front of them was… the RED RANGER! wearing a sleek, high-tech combat

uniform that embodies the agility, speed, and precision of a cheetah. Primarily red with

black and silver accents, this suit commands attention and reflects the energy and

leadership of the Red Ranger. The color scheme and streamlined design highlight the

Ranger's status while emphasizing the suit's animalistic inspiration.

The helmet, designed to resemble a cheetah, is a standout feature. Its visor is tinted and

tapered, evoking sharp feline eyes that convey focus and speed. The mouthpiece and

subtle ridges on the helmet add to this impression, suggesting the Ranger's connection to

a powerful animal. This cheetah-inspired helmet not only symbolizes the Ranger's unique

abilities but also reinforces the "Beast" theme, linking the wearer to the attributes of the

world's fastest land animal. The suit's torso is protected by light armor, with a silver stripe

down the middle that breaks up the red and draws attention to the Beast Morpher insignia

on the utility belt. Black straps across the torso lend a tactical feel, as though the armor

and equipment are carefully secured for battle.

Matching red gloves and boots provide durability and flexibility. The reinforced boots are

designed for high-speed maneuvers, while the gloves offer impact absorption and a secure

grip. Made from a blend of flexible materials and protective segments, the suit allows full

range of motion, enabling the Ranger to move with the speed and fluidity of a cheetah. This

balance between armor and flexibility ensures that the Ranger can leap, dodge, and strike

without restriction. Every element of the Power Suit—the cheetah-inspired helmet,

lightweight armor, and tactical accessories—reflects the Ranger's connection to speed,

precision, and power. It's a masterful combination of style and functionality, allowing the

Red Ranger to harness both the protective technology of a hero and the instinctive agility of

a wild animal.

He was riding on a red Honda CB400 Super Four featuring a bold and customized design

with an angular cheetah-like face integrated into its front. The custom front section is

styled with sharp, aggressive lines, evoking the dynamic and predatory appearance of a

cheetah. The headlamp, positioned as the cheetah's nose, is yellow and blends

seamlessly with the vivid red and black color scheme, accentuating the wild and untamed

theme. Angular, slashed patterns on either side of the face resemble a cheetah's eyes and

fur markings, emphasizing speed and agility. The aerodynamic contours of the headpiece

flow naturally into the bike's streamlined body, creating a sense of forward motion even

when stationary. This combination of animalistic design and mechanical precision makes

the bike appear both powerful and feral—a perfect fusion of machine and predator-

inspired art.

The Red ranger lifted up one of his guns, once he pulled the trigger each of the bolts

became encased in a translucent yellow, oval barrier. Inside the barrier sharp red blades of

winds cut them apart, seeing him the drill man yelled "RED ONE FINALE!" the Red Ranger

looked back at Ingenium and Endeavor saying, "you guys can take care of the car I'll follow

behind to take out the projectiles." The two snapped out of it and with a scoff Endeavor

blast's forward, while Ingenium gave him a thumbs up saying "you got it!" Before rushing

off, the streets were now filled with the sound of sharp wind blasts, intense flames and the

running of Ingenium. "FLASH FIRE FIST: HELL SPIDER!" Endeavor yelled, firing his flames

into white-hot points on his fingertips and emitting beams of fire to slice through the tires.

The car skidded to a stop, but jumping out before it flipped over the Drill man landed in a

crouch.

"YOUR DEA-" before he could do anything he was hit in the side of the head by a kick,

Ingenium reeled back with his leg shaking "damn this guy's got some pretty hard skin!" The

Drill man fired at the hero who pushed off the drill, sending himself back. As Endeavor

charged something up the Drill man tried to rush into the crowd, but a red blur rushed past

him, and he was picked up in the air with ethyl red chains. The red ranger on his bike made

sure he was in front of Endeavors attack, smirking Endeavor yelled "FLASH FIRE FIST:

IGNITED ARROW!" a large harpoon-like arrow and throws it forcefully, penetrating and

burning the metal skin of the villain and destroying the chain. In the smoke caused by the

attack everyone thought it was over but "AHHHH!" Once the smoke dissipated it revealed

the slightly burned villain, glaring Endeavor rushed in front of him while the red ranger

quickly turned around raising the two of his guns, simultaneously Endeavor yelled "FLASH

FIRE FIST: JET BURN!" while the red ranger yelled "Aero Sphere!"

Endeavors shoot his flames at a white-hot point on his fist and punches, sending a fiery

beam into his target while knocking them back. The Drill man did not seem to be two

affected, his metal skin blocking some of the damage, but almost immediately after he

was encased in an air sphere but surprisingly the sphere imploded causing the fire to

explode like a bomb with a deafening sound. Once the dust and smoke disappeared it

revealed the unconscious villain and that the Red Ranger was gone. The crowd remained

silent before "Wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwooooooooowwwwwwwwwww,

yeah the heroes are amazing, where'd the red ranger go!" They cheered with a wild fervor

while Endeavor remained there smirking where the Red Ranger used to be. Ingenium

looked up at the late evening sky thinking "did I find another vigilante who found where they

belong, how coincidently, I'm just the luckiest aren't I."

Momo Yaoyorozu was walking on her own in Mustafu, this time she had gotten permission

to leave on her own. Momo was wearing a red polo shirt with light blue denim jeans, the

men and some of the women would call her immaculate but she didn't bother to pay

attention to that. In her hands was an envelope with the name and address "to: Izuku

Midoriya, Chikurin Manor room 202." Momo smiled awkwardly remembering how she got

this

In a large decadent mansion with various maids and butlers with so much space outside

that there were five apartment complexes in the backyard. In a certain room near the back

of the house was a room solely meant for packaging mail and opening mail. A man was

putting some money in an envelope before leaving the room to give it to a van that sent out

the mail, "sir, what's that?" The man turned to see one Momo Yaoyorozu dressed in her red

polo shirt with light blue denim jeans. He gave her a bow saying, "young mis, this is a check

for Midoriya Izuku." perking up She said "um, I can take that I was going there anyway." The

man stared at her for a little bit to see how she stood there nervously, eventually he sighed

saying "alright, but if mis Asami asks I took it to the van ok?" Momo smiled, taking the

envelope Momo walked off saying "thank you sir!"

As the man smiled at the exuberance of the young teen someone came up behind him "ah,

a young girl in love, I remember one her mother was just the same." the man yelped,

hearing the voice before saying "m-m-mister Ryōsuke!" the kind old man just smiled saying

"it's no problem, I didn't even see her leave, I am… an old man after all." a still smiling

Ryosuke walked off while Momo who hid behind a corner once she noticed the butler,

thought while smiling and blushing "thank you mister Ryosuke!"

Back to the present Momo was finally at her destination, the Midoriya residence. As she

walked up the stairs and to the apartment's room, she saw Shoto Todoroki in front of the

door. She looked down at the envelope seeing "202" then looking at the door seeing "202"

then looking at Shoto asking "uh, Todoroki what are you doing here?" Shoto looked at her

with his usual apathetic look saying, "I was going to invite Izuku to a movie and if he

refused, I was going to ask you." Momo just blinked before getting his undertone blushing

slightly, saying "oh I see, has Izuku answered the door?" Todoroki replied curtly saying "no

I just got here as well." Momo nodded, remaining silent. Shoto then knocked before

waiting, after five minutes of waiting he knocked again, this comically patterned continued

six more times before a pissed Shoto took the handle and twisted it open expecting it to

stop him but… the door opened with too much ease.

As they stood there stunned Shoto opened the door all the way "hey stop, don't just go in

without permission!" Shoto ignored Momo stepping in without any hesitation, Momo tried

to remain outside but hearing the clattering of something she walked in seeing Shoto

messing around with a pile of dishes that fell onto the ground. "Come on Todoroki let's go!"

Once Momo picked up the dishes, Shoto walked off to Izuku's room "no, not doing that."

Momo was practically pulling out her hair having to try and reason with a stubborn Shoto.

"How do you even know where his room is!" Shoto just stopped and turned around to her

and pointed at a door with a hanging plank of wood saying "Izuku's room!" Momo just

remained stoic saying "this is still incredibly wrong!"

Shoto again ignored her, opening the door he went inside. Inside they say multiple boxes

with barren walls with holes showing where posters used to be. He had a queen-sized bed

with a light blue cover, next to that was a brown credenza desk designed for both

functionality and style, ideal for a home office or study. It featured a central workspace

with a pull-out keyboard tray, flanked by multiple storage compartments, including open

shelves, closed cabinets, and drawers for organizing books, decor, and office supplies. The

overhead shelving provided additional space for decorative items or greenery, giving the

setup a personalized touch. The warm brown finish added a sense of coziness to the

otherwise sparse room.

Going in further beside the desk they saw the only thing on the blank walls devoid of any

posters or pinned up hero merch now put in boxes scattered around his room the different

items poking out of the sloppy sealed by clear tape, a single nine x twelve poster frame that

had a sticky note pinned on the outside saying "From: Hisashi Midoriya to: My son Izuku

Midoriya", it held one thing, the piece of paper that said "my boy Izuku Midoriya if you want

to become something better than a hero look a little deeper… I know you can be great."

looking at the poster Momo melancholically smiled while saying "well it looks like Izuku

does have a loving father."

Shoto, not looking at the poster, instead opened up the boxes and blurted out "what?"

turning around to look at his blank stare before Shoto put his head back in a box Momo

sighed saying "you're not as much of a caring friend I thought you were." poking his head

back up Shoto slightly offended said "i-i care." Momo deadpanned saying "so much so we

broke in." as Shoto went to retort he stopped, continuing to poke around. As Shoto was

poking around he opened a box revealing that it was filed to the brim with each one saying,

"Hero Analysis for the Future."

In the box he saw that the top one's were tilted with the numbers one hundred and ten

through two hundred. Shoto opened up a few others, seeing more books: three hundred,

four hundred, five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred, eight hundred, nine hundred, one

thousand. Seeing this astonishing number Shoto was completely and utterly stunned, "if

there's this many then he must have all of the heroes in the big cities" standing over him

Momo uttered just like him stunned, "Clatter! Bang!" looking over at the sound they saw six

boxes falling out of the closet with even more books numbered by the thousands "and if he

has six thousand?" Momo answered Shoto's' question stunned "maybe all of the heroes in

Japan currently!"

Momo, completely stunned by the sheer number, went to flop down on the bed, as she did,

she heard something crumpling beneath her "What was that!" Momo jumped up surprised.

"I hope I didn't break anything!" while Momo was freaking out, Shoto looked under the bed

where he saw a crumpled shoe box, "umm, I guess it's not strange right?" Shoto then took

the box, lifting it up he noted to himself how heavy it really was, the parts of which he was

not holding were even drooping down as he placed it on the Bed Momo sighed saying

"come on let's go already Izuku wouldn't be appreciate this!" Shoto just plainly said "we've

already gone through his thousands of journals; a Shoe box can't be any worse."

Momo was now holding her head while whimpering saying "I definitely hate the cold and

aloof type, too cool to listen to logic!" Ignoring her, Shoto opened the box… "what are

these!" Hearing her surprise Momo looked inside, seeing two futuristic, high-tech devices

that resemble a watch with a bold, mechanical design and high-tech features. It has a

bulky, rugged look, clearly built for more than just telling time. The watch has a circular

face at the center, displaying a detailed emblem or dial with bright colors that might

represent various modes, power levels, or operational statuses. This centerpiece has a

digital or holographic quality, hinting that the device has capabilities beyond standard

watches, and two high-tech smartphones with a unique design that incorporates elements

of a multifunctional tool.

Its main body has a bold yellow and black color scheme, giving it a durable, industrial look

as if it's built for both communication and fieldwork. The screen area is covered by a tinted

amber protective cover that flips open, much like a rugged phone case, but with added

bulk and protection. The screen itself displays various icons and symbols, suggesting that

this device has a complex interface with multiple functionalities beyond a regular phone.

When the cover is closed, it acts as a shield, likely protecting the screen from scratches

and impacts in harsh conditions. He looked at these a little confused after all why would

his father send him whatever these were.

Shoto took the two watches looking closely at them, while Momo looked deeper in the box

finding a notebook titled "Idiots Analyzes for the future: number one" Curious, she flipped

it open to the first page. The handwriting was messy, almost frantic, with arrows pointing to

random sections and notes scribbled in the margins. It was clear from the tone of the notes

that Izuku was overthinking everything while trying to stay as organized as possible. The

notebook was filled with lists, diagrams, and observations. The first entry read Know your

limits. You're not All Might, so don't try to be. Sub-note: If you try to take on too much,

you'll lose focus. Tools are your best friend. Quirks aren't everything. Use gadgets, traps,

and anything that keeps you one step ahead of your enemies.

Note to self: Learn how to build smoke bombs. Scout the area. Always know the layout

before you jump in. Otherwise, you might accidentally corner yourself. Keep records. Write

down everything: patrol routes, villain sightings, possible hideouts. Knowledge is power,

and power keeps you alive. Be smart about fights. Don't charge in headfirst unless you've

got a solid plan. Think before you act.

Momo's brow furrowed as she read further. The notebook alternated between practical

advice and strange, almost comedic musings, like: "Sunglasses or a hoodie? Which is

stealthier? Note to self: Grappling hooks are expensive. Maybe find another way to scale

walls. Villains with flashy names = big trouble. Watch out for them." She couldn't help but

chuckle. "Izuku's still Izuku," she said, holding up the notebook, "but they're surprisingly

detailed." Shoto glanced over, raising an eyebrow. "It sounds like he's trying to convince

himself he can do this." Momo flipped through the rest of the pages. The notebook was

filled with diagrams of escape routes, lists of suggested equipment, and detailed notes on

strategy, written with a mix of nervous precision and genuine determination. At the very

end, there was a bold note scrawled across the page:

"Rule Number One: Always Be Prepared."

She closed the notebook, her fingers trembling slightly as her thoughts swirled. Part of her

wanted to scold him, to berate him for putting himself in danger. But another part of her—

the part she wasn't quite ready to acknowledge—admired him too deeply to ridicule him.

Momo hugged the notebook to her chest, her smile faint and conflicted. She couldn't

ignore the concern bubbling inside her, but she also couldn't ignore the warmth that

surfaced when she thought of him. "Idiot," she whispered softly, though her voice lacked

any real bite. She hated that she couldn't stay mad at him, even now. Quietly, she slipped

the notebook back into the box, glancing at Shoto, who was still inspecting the watches.

"Todoroki." her voice was soft but firm, once he looked at her, she continued "you've had

your fun, right? Now, Izuku's out there and I'd like to find him." looking at her Shoto asked

"you sure we could just wait?" Momo stopped inches away from walking out the door with

a frown firmly set on her face "m-maybe, or maybe he doesn't come back at all." Her slight

inflection made Shoto freeze in hesitation, but before the two could come to a decision the

soft but worried voice of the kind mother Inko was heard "umm, sorry but what are you

doing here?" She was wearing a black suit and tie with a skirt that reached the bottom of

her knees. Seeing her Shoto began to sweat anxiously, looking at Momo he noted that she

seemed calm, Momo gave a slight bow saying "good afternoon Mis Inko, I'm sorry for the

surprise we were invited her by Izuku but it would seem like he's not here, in hindsight

SHOTO shouldn't and I shouldn't have gone in without permission."

Inko just smiled saying "oh, thanks for the explanation, I'm sorry to say Izuku just texted me

saying he went out, but you can wait here for him." Momo's expression changed slightly

but her smile didn't wane, "sorry but we'd like to find him." nodding Inko said "alright, feel

free to come back once you find him, I'm making Katsudon for dinner!" moving aside Inko

let the two pass, while the two left out the front door they waved. Once the door was

closed Shoto said "I didn't know you were so good at lying, I guess it's always the ones you

least expect." Momo's face scrunched up in annoyance as she stomped off saying "I

wouldn't have to if you didn't break in! Now hurry up, we need to find Izuku!"

Chapter Six: I Don't Need Your Help Don't Get Involved

"Murmur... murmur… Chatter... hum… Buzz... babble… Hubbub... mumble… Whisper...

drone…" in the late evening in the bustling city of Esuha City walking past the bright city

signs that dominated the night only leaving a starless sky. "Come on, I know I'm desirable

but don't try and kill me!" on a tall building in the city that had a large screen. On the very

top hiding from the street was Izuku the red ranger "Oh, you're adorable but I suppose even

ants think they can topple mountains!" firing a white three-way tiara-like energy projectile

from her hand at the dodging Izuku was a humanoid character or robot with an ornate,

metallic design. The character's armor is primarily white and gold, with intricate silver

detailing and red gemstone-like accents that evoke a regal or royal theme. The helmet has

a tiara-like structure, reinforcing an elegant or queenly aesthetic.

The left arm appears distinct, with a reddish hue and green bands, contrasting with the rest

of the armor. The overall design incorporates sharp edges, layered plating, and

symmetrical patterns, giving the character a mix of beauty and menace. The armor's

structure suggests that it is both decorative and functional, implying the character is ready

for battle while maintaining a sophisticated appearance. "Well ants are PRETTY COOL TO

ME!" Izuku yelled as he fired a Crimson Gust before, he took cover behind a metal box

saying to himself "Ants are pretty cool to me! That was so stuuupppiiiiid! You can do better

than that red ranger, dang when did I start calling myself Red Ranger?"

"Uuuuraaa!" the villain yelled as she threw another blast that sent the box flying. In the

building a man looked up in the now dark bathroom sighing saying "damn the Ceo won't

even put money into the bathroom, it all started with that damn billboard! I bet it gets paid

more than we do!" In the bathroom he was met with great agreement by the other

coworkers in the toilets causing him to blush embarrassedly. Meanwhile back on the roof

Izuku was dashing around as fast as a cheetah avoiding the monster's blasts while firing

gusts of his own in counter until he fired but nothing happened, and the villain yelled "Face

the wrath of my Tiaratron now Kneel before me!"

She fired the blast hitting Izuku head on but once he flew back, he burst into black smoke

"what the hell!" before she could fully react, she felt a slicing wind cut up her back. Turning

around she saw the Red Ranger gearing up for something else "No, No, No I Won't allow

this!" suddenly a rope of jewels appeared from her hand, she used this to grab Izuku by the

leg before throwing him off the roof. "I don't think so little mis papered!" Izuku grabbed the

rope fling her in the air, the two began to fall down in front of the huge electric billboard.

Izuku shot a Crimson Gust which was met with a blast from Tiaratron the resulting

explosion caused people to look up at them with a few calling the heroes but most cheered

on the Red Ranger. The two landed on the railing beneath the Billboard still above the

ground by five stores.

In front of the billboard was a buffed up Almight in a yellow suit giving a wide smile with the

text "YOU CAN BE A HERO!" It was an ad for the underpaid business that made and

plastered those ads saying that they could be heroes by doing so despite the fact that they

were only helping heroes get their name out for more money. Izuku looked up at the

billboard with… hatred "HA, HA ranger we like the look in your eyes, Red Ranger Join us in

the VIRUS!" Izuku looked back at her putting on a fake smile saying, "sorry but I got some

data I don't want to share!"

Izuku tightened his grip on his guns, determination flaring in his emerald-green eyes behind

his visor. Tiaratron sneered from her perch on the billboard's railing. "You have spunk, Red

Ranger, but spunk alone won't save you from my wrath!" she taunted, her jeweled rope

snapping taut like a whip, ready to strike again. "Yeah, yeah, you talk a lot for someone

who's losing," Izuku quipped, though his heart raced. He darted to the side as Tiaratron

lashed out, her rope striking the railing where he'd been standing a moment ago, sparks

flying on impact. Without missing a beat, Izuku vaulted over the railing, his body twisting

mid-air before he aimed and shot a Crimson Gust, the concentrated blast streaking toward

her.

Tiaratron deflected the attack with her jeweled rope, the gust shot up to the billboard

causing the visage of almight to flicker harmlessly. "Is that all you've got? Pathetic!" she

roared, leaping from the railing to close the distance between them. Her sharp, metallic

form glinted under the flashing lights of the billboard, and her tiara-like weapon began to

glow ominously. Izuku raised his arms to block as she came down hard with a devastating

strike, but the sheer force of her blow sent him tumbling back. He managed to steady

himself against the railing, coughing from the impact. "You're really going all out, huh?" he

muttered, wiping a trickle of blood from his lip. "Of course!" Tiaratron snapped, her eyes

glowing with fury. "You stand against the Virus! You're nothing but a bug under my heel!"

She lunged forward, her rope swirling in a deadly arc, but Izuku was ready this time.

He dodged low, sliding across the railing as her rope cracked just above his head. Using

the momentum, Izuku launched himself at her while putting his guns in a holster on his

waist, unleashing a powerful punch of which the impact struck her square in the chest,

sending her skidding backward, but not before she retaliated with a slash from her

energized rope. The blow sent Izuku careening back toward the edge of the railing, his

boots barely gripping the narrow surface. He flailed for balance as Tiaratron pressed her

advantage, closing the gap between them. "No more games, little ranger!" she bellowed,

the energy in her tiara intensifying as she prepared a massive blast.

Izuku gritted his teeth. "Fine by me," he growled, gathering the last remnants of his energy.

As Tiaratron unleashed her attack, Izuku jumped into the air, narrowly avoiding the beam

as it demolished the railing where he'd been standing. In mid-air, he twisted his body,

quickly pulling out his guns sending a final Crimson Gust straight into her chest. The

impact caused an explosion of energy, the force hurling both combatants off the railing.

They plummeted down the side of the building, surrounded by debris and the flashing

lights of the city. Izuku winced as the air rushed past him, his heart pounding in his chest.

Tiaratron spiraled uncontrollably, sparks flying from her damaged armor. Thinking quickly,

Izuku reached for a fire escape, grabbing hold and using it to slow his fall before rolling

onto the ground with a groan. He lay there for a moment, catching his breath as the chaos

of the fight subsided. Around him, a small crowd had gathered, murmuring in awe and

confusion.

"...That was too close," he muttered, to himself while upside down on his back "hu?" he

exclaimed seeing one Momo being held back by an officer with the rest of the crowd that

formed a circle around the area. Seeing him Momo's eyes seemed to narrow and Izuku

thought "oh no does she know it's me!" Izuku suddenly jumped up on his feet seeing the

smoke where the Tiaratron should be "This is impossible! How could mere humans stand

against me?! You think this is over? You haven't seen the last of me! You'll regret this

moment. Mark my words—I'll return stronger than ever!" suddenly she extended a jeweled

whip using it to attach around a building and she seemed to fly from the area. "Oh no you

don't!" Izuku yelled as he put his guns in his holsters and tapped the watch and his bike

came speed to him dodging around the crowd, Izuku jumped on and sped off to follow the

villain.

In the crowd Momo saw the red ranger drive off and she moved back through the crowd

"Yaoyorozu where are you going?" Shoto asked as he followed Momo and replied saying

"we need to follow the Red Ranger!" she didn't have to say any more as Shoto kept pace

with her, they ran after the striking figure of the villain through the air and the Red Ranger

driving after them. Eventually the Villain stopped landing in an abandoned part of the city. It

was left for the time being because of the fight that Almight had here recently. Shoto and

Momo hid behind a wall in an alleyway while the villain stood in front of a statue, it was one

of Allmight holding his fist to the sky.

"Alright Tiaratron stop, I'm tired so why don't we call it a night." getting off his bike he

pulled out his guns looking at Tiaratron and despite his helmet you could see his

seriousness. Tiaratron seemed to smile wickedly while she looked at him while she was

holding her arm, she began to laugh before she said "no way! I love the night it… makes

jewelry shine!" Once she finished a blur came from behind the statue, it appeared in front

of him, as it did Izuku was slashed, cutting through his suit causing blood and sparks.

Rolling on the ground Izuku stood back up almost immediately, "ah good it seems like

you're used to the pain, very good!" rolling back up Izuku quipped "yeah I'm used to it but

usually it's an explosion!" standing in front of him was a person in a sleek, armored red and

black suit with metallic accents. The helmet features a sharp, angular design with red-

tinted visor lenses, giving it a menacing and futuristic appearance. The chest plate is

segmented, with hexagonal patterns and silver embellishments running through the

design. The shoulders have pointed, exaggerated red armor pads, adding to the overall

imposing look.

The arms and legs are clad in a combination of black, flexible material and red metallic

plating. The gloves and boots match the red armor, completing the unified design. A belt

with a distinct centerpiece wraps around the waist, suggesting it could serve as a

functional or transformative device, the whole suit resembling his own, he was holding a

chipped katana with red wrapping with no tsuba. Izuku clenched his fists, feeling his

wound being compressed by the suit. forcing himself into a fighting stance despite the pain

having felt more from Katsuki when he was angry. The man laughed; the sound distorted

through his helmet. "Bold. Let's see how long that fire lasts." In a flash, he lunged forward

again, the katana cutting through the air with deadly precision. Izuku barely managed to

sidestep, the blade grazing the damaged plating on his suit. The impact sent sparks flying

as Izuku staggered backward. The man didn't let up, pressing the attack relentlessly. Izuku

countered with a burst of speed, aiming to create some distance. He fired several shots

from his guns, but the man deflected each blast with swift, calculated movements of his

katana. The deflected energy bolts exploded harmlessly against the nearby ground and

statues.

"Too slow," the man sneered, closing the gap between them once more. Izuku attempted

to block the next strike with his arms, but the katana sliced clean through the damaged

material, forcing him to leap back again. Izuku's heart pumped his adrenaline increasing

his speed but at the same time his mask was about to break. The fight was clearly one-

sided, but he couldn't afford to back down—not with lives potentially at stake. "Is this all

you've got?" the man taunted, his voice carrying a sinister edge. "You'll need more than

that if you want to call yourself a hero!" With that, he charged again, feinting left before

slashing upward. The blade cut through Izuku's suit once more, leaving another gash

across his shoulder. Izuku cried out in pain, but his knees didn't buckle. The man put the

katana where his mouth was before the metal piece retracted and he licked it with his long,

grotesque tongue.

Suddenly Izuku was paralyzed, and he fell on his back, menacingly the man said "don't

worry" the man was seemingly pleased. "You're learning. Pain is a teacher, and you're an

excellent student." He raised his katana high, the blade catching the moonlight. "Let's see

how much you can endure!" Izuku's heart pounded as he stared at the descending blade.

His body felt heavy, and his vision blurred slightly from the blood loss. Just as the katana

was about to connect, a sudden voice rang out.

"Get away from him!"

A deafening boom followed, and the man was blasted off his feet by a high-impact

projectile. The katana flew from his hand as he tumbled across the ground. Izuku turned

his head, shocked to see Momo standing at the edge of the battlefield, her face etched

with determination. She was wielding a large, cannon-like creation that was still smoking

from the shot. The man groaned, slowly picking himself up from the ground. "Well, well.

Reinforcements," he muttered, his tone more amused than frustrated. Momo ran to Izuku

before she got on her knees and put him in her arms, quickly scanning his injuries. "Izuku,

are you alright?" she asked, concern heavy in her voice. Izuku looked up at her saying "m-

Momo what are you doing here?" His voice was soft as if he was afraid to talk too loudly.

Momo didn't know what to say… so she stuttered "I-I-I I mean w-we went I-into your room

and f-found s-some s-stuff and i-i wanted t-to find you!" It was like the first time they met

but this time Momo was the awkward one. The man just spoke unamused "how touch

but… now you die!" as he started to blur forward, he stopped halfway there and jumped

back, in his place rushed out a wall of flame. Izuku managed to turn his head forward

seeing Shoto standing between them and the man. Shoto said "Look Izuku, don't think

we're going to turn you, if we wanted to, we would have done it once we lied to your mom

and found your books, we're here to help!"

As Shoto said this the man pulled out a small knife to throw it through the fire, but Shoto

quickly changed the fire to an ice wall to stop it. The man suddenly blurred to his side

attempting to slash him "Shoto cover your arms!" Izuku yelled and Shoto followed his

advice and crossed his arms in an x and covered his arms in ice just in time. As the sword

got stuck in the thick ice Izuku yelled "now fire!" Shoto then ignited his left side causing the

man to let go of his katana while jumping back. Shoto then pulled off the sword and held it

in both hands, pointing it at the man, while the man held out his hand and with a dark red

glow a sword with a shorter blade that all came to a point at the tip that also had a circular

tsuba.

Momo remained with Izuku who was just starting to move, she heard him whisper "no, no I

can do this alone I Don't Need Your Help Don't Get Involved!" Momo tightened her grip

around Izuku, her voice trembling but steady enough to carry her words. "Izuku, you don't

have to do this alone. You never did. We're your friends—we care about you." Her eyes

were locked on his, even as Shoto and the man clashed in the background. The fiery

explosions and the shrill clash of swords punctuated the air, but Momo's focus was

unwavering. "You've carried so much on your own for so long. Let us shoulder some of it."

Izuku struggled to move, his breathing ragged. His mind felt like a storm, conflicted

between his desire to protect his friends and his deep-seated fear of dragging them into

danger. "You don't understand, Momo. If you get involved—if anyone gets involved—they'll

get hurt." He clenched his fists weakly, wincing as the movement sent sharp pain through

his body. "I've already caused enough damage."

"No," Momo interrupted, her voice firm. "You're not the only one responsible for this fight,

Izuku. We're in this together. You don't get to decide that we can't help, not when we want

to. You've been protecting everyone for so long... but who's protecting you?" Her hands

trembled as she brushed hair from his face, her voice softening. "Let me be there for you,

Izuku. Please." His emerald eyes locked with hers, the weight of her words sinking in. For a

moment, everything else disappeared—the fight, the pain, the fear. It was just the two of

them, and in that moment, Izuku realized how much he needed the support he had been

pushing away. "Momo…" he whispered, his voice cracking. "I… I don't want to lose anyone.

I can't…"

"You're not going to lose me," Momo said, her determination unwavering. "I'm here, and

I'm not going anywhere. So, stop pushing us away. Let us stand by your side." The noise of

the battle raged on, but a calm seemed to settle over Izuku. He took a deep breath, the

tension in his body slowly releasing as he processed her words. Finally, with a soft but

resolute smile, he murmured, "Thank you, Momo." He struggled to sit up, and she

instinctively moved to support him. "Now," he said, his voice gaining strength, "can you

help me?" Momo smiled through tears that she hadn't realized had formed. She helped

him to his feet, her hand steadying him. "Always," she said, her voice filled with resolve.

Looking at the battle Izuku ran at Shoto with Momo following once he was close Izuku

pulled out his gun firing at the man with a Crimson Gust catching him off guard and

throwing him back then Izuku yelled "Shoto MAKE A DOME! Shoto quickly took command

and without hesitation made a huge thick dome with one hand.

Inside the dome Izuku began "alright let's make a plan, Momo can and how many drones

can you make?" Momo quickly replied saying "at least five." Izuku nodded before

continuing "alright if you can mount some long-range weapon on them and use it to hold

off the villain is a start." Izuku pulled out one of his guns, giving it to Momo saying, "this will

be important." Momo nodded, getting serious, Izuku then turned to Shoto looking down at

the katana before he looked back at Shoto saying "alright listen carefully this will help us

out." Shoto's eyes narrowed as he nodded and Izuku began. Outside the dome the villain

was getting impatient and eventually he yelled "Alright then I gave you a long enough grace

period now COME OUT." he then pierced the dome but strangely the Dome exploded.

Jumping back the man caught a glimpse of a drone, suddenly it fired something, and he

dogged back glancing back at the spot he saw a large metal ball.

He dodged again missing a red wind then he was made to dodge again by another drone

now seeing five, this pattern repeated again, and again until the Red ranger rushed out

from the smoke throwing a punch "Ha, Ha wrong move!" as he yelled he stabbed at him

but Izuku dodge to the left, the man just twisted to get in front of him to try again but that

when he noticed "where's his guns!" Suddenly he was hit by one of the drones sending him

back but that wasn't it as he was hit by an ice mist that covered him in a thin layer of ice.

"This is fine, I can still capitalize!" as he thought suddenly, he felt a burst of heat in the air

and from the smoke a blue blade… HIS BLADE!

As the smoke cleared it revealed two people, the one holding his Katana was The Blue

Ranger's Power Suit is built for brute strength, endurance, and dominance, taking

inspiration from the mighty gorilla. With a deep blue color scheme accented with black and

silver, this uniform embodies raw power, resilience, and tactical expertise. The helmet

features a broad, armored visor shaped like a gorilla's focused gaze, evoking an

intimidating presence. The lower mouthpiece mimics the contours of a powerful jawline,

reinforcing the strength and leadership qualities of the Blue Ranger. Subtle vent-like ridges

on the helmet's sides give the impression of deep, controlled breathing, as if channeling

massive strength into each movement.

The torso is heavily reinforced, designed with impact-resistant plating that can absorb

powerful blows. A silver stripe runs down the middle, enhancing the suit's commanding

aesthetic and drawing attention to the Beast Morpher insignia. Black armored plating

across the chest and shoulders increases durability, allowing the Ranger to withstand

heavy attacks while delivering devastating counterstrikes. The gloves and boots are built

for power and stability. The gloves incorporate reinforced knuckles, enhancing the

Ranger's punching force and making each strike feel like a seismic impact. The boots are

thick and sturdy, providing an unshakable stance while also enabling powerful ground-

shaking stomps and high-impact jumps. This Gorilla-inspired Power Suit is a powerhouse

on the battlefield, allowing the Blue Ranger to tank hits, grapple opponents with immense

strength, and unleash powerful strikes that leave enemies reeling. With an unbreakable

defense and overwhelming offense, this Ranger embodies the unstoppable force of a true

warrior.

While the other one was holding the red one's guns and a drone controller was the Yellow

Ranger Wearing a sleek, high-tech combat uniform designed for agility, dexterity, and rapid

movement, the Yellow Ranger's suit embodies the quick reflexes and nimbleness of a

rabbit. Primarily yellow with white and silver accents, the suit radiates energy, precision,

and adaptability The helmet takes inspiration from a hare, featuring a tapered visor shaped

like alert, keen eyes. Subtle contours along the helmet's sides resemble the streamlined

ears of a rabbit, emphasizing heightened awareness and speed. The mouthpiece is

sculpted with smooth, aerodynamic ridges, reinforcing the Beast theme while symbolizing

agility and split-second decision-making.

The torso is equipped with a light yet durable armored bodysuit, designed to withstand

impacts while allowing unrestricted movement. A white stripe runs down the center,

breaking up the yellow and leading the eye to the Beast Morpher insignia positioned at the

waist. The suit's segmented design allows fluidity, essential for quick evasive maneuvers

and high-speed acrobatics. The gloves and boots are streamlined for maximum efficiency.

The gloves incorporate enhanced grip technology, ensuring secure handling of weapons

and tools, while the boots feature reinforced soles that provide increased traction and

shock absorption, perfect for fast dashes and powerful leaps. This Rabbit-inspired Power

Suit is the epitome of speed and finesse, giving the Yellow Ranger unparalleled agility in

combat. Whether bounding across obstacles, delivering rapid kicks, or dodging enemy

strikes with precision, this suit ensures that no opponent can match the Ranger's

swiftness.

Back in the dome Izuku began "alright, listen up, Todoroki! You've got both fire and ice at

your disposal, right? That means, in theory, you could generate plasma under the right

conditions." Shoto raised an eyebrow. "Plasma? You mean like the fourth state of matter?"

Izuku nodded vigorously. "Exactly! Plasma is what happens when gas becomes ionized—

basically, when electrons get stripped from atoms, turning them into charged particles.

You usually see it in things like lightning, stars, or neon signs. And your Quirk? It might be

able to generate it if used in a precise way." Shoto crossed his arms, skeptical but

intrigued. "How?" Izuku held up four fingers. "There are four main factors that could allow

you to create plasma:

"If you can rapidly shift between ice-cold temperatures and extreme heat, you can cause

thermal shock. This rapid expansion and contraction could create pressure differences

strong enough to strip electrons from atoms in the surrounding air. That's the first step to

plasma." Shoto frowned. "So just switching between hot and cold fast enough could cause

ionization?" Izuku nodded. "It depends on how extreme the difference is, but theoretically,

yes! Your fire already generates heat, which can partially ionize air molecules at high

enough temperatures. If you could push your flames past 10,000 Kelvin—like the surface

of the Sun—atoms would start losing their electrons and turning into plasma naturally.

You'd basically be making a localized 'solar flare' effect!"

Shoto narrowed his eyes. "That's dangerously high." Izuku chuckled nervously. "Yeah, but

with control, you wouldn't need to reach that extreme. Just enough heat to make ionization

happen while countering it with the next step Ice isn't just 'cold'—it's also an insulator.

Supercooled air behaves like an electrical barrier. But if you rapidly shift from frozen air to

intense heat, the sudden expansion can create high-pressure shockwaves. This could

trigger dielectric breakdown—a condition where insulating air suddenly becomes

conductive. It's what happens before lightning strikes!" Shoto's eyes widened slightly. "So,

I could potentially generate something like an electrical discharge just by transitioning

between ice and fire?" Izuku grinned. "Yes! And that leads to the next part."

"If you simultaneously unleash your cold and heat in the right proportions, you could

create something close to volcanic lightning—the kind of plasma arcs that form during

eruptions. Here's how it might work: Your fire superheats the air, causing ionization. Your

ice cools surrounding air, creating intense pressure differences. The rapid collision of

these forces could cause dielectric breakdown, forming a plasma arc—a bolt of energy

similar to natural lightning." Shoto stared at his hands before he said, "alright I got it."

Shoto then stood up, suddenly something clattered to the ground looking at the watches.

Izuku saw them and remembered what Momo stuttered "and f-found s-some s-stuff" Izuku

then clapped, getting their attention "it's good you brought those, it will really help!" Shoto

then smirked and Momo ground before asking "what? Why are they important?" Izuku

turned to look at her and explained "oh it's what gave man and that guy these suits." Izuku

then stood up showing off his sleek, high-tech combat uniform that embodies the agility,

speed, and precision of a cheetah. Primarily red with black and silver accents, this suit

commands attention and reflects the energy and leadership of the Red Ranger. The color

scheme and streamlined design highlight the Ranger's status while emphasizing the suit's

animalistic inspiration.

The helmet, designed to resemble a cheetah, is a standout feature. Its visor is tinted and

tapered, evoking sharp feline eyes that convey focus and speed. The mouthpiece and

subtle ridges on the helmet add to this impression, suggesting the Ranger's connection to

a powerful animal. This cheetah-inspired helmet not only symbolizes the Ranger's unique

abilities but also reinforces the "Beast" theme, linking the wearer to the attributes of the

world's fastest land animal. The suit's torso is protected by light armor, with a silver stripe

down the middle that breaks up the red and draws attention to the Beast Morpher insignia

on the utility belt. Black straps across the torso lend a tactical feel, as though the armor

and equipment are carefully secured for battle.

Matching red gloves and boots provide durability and flexibility. The reinforced boots are

designed for high-speed maneuvers, while the gloves offer impact absorption and a secure

grip. Made from a blend of flexible materials and protective segments, the suit allows full

range of motion, enabling the Ranger to move with the speed and fluidity of a cheetah. This

balance between armor and flexibility ensures that the Ranger can leap, dodge, and strike

without restriction. Every element of the Power Suit—the cheetah-inspired helmet,

lightweight armor, and tactical accessories—reflects the Ranger's connection to speed,

precision, and power. It's a masterful combination of style and functionality, allowing the

Red Ranger to harness both the protective technology of a hero and the instinctive agility of

a wild animal. They simultaneously glinted and took the devices, before they could activate

it Izuku stopped them saying "no wait! Don't activate them now the villain would know

what they were so first he needs a distraction." Momo then put out her hand and made a

small bomb saying, "is this good?" Izuku and Shoto both nodded slightly dumbfounded.

Back to the present the man tried to dodge but to his dismay he was grabbed by the Red

Ranger ironically the hand that was trying to stab him with. Shoto rushed forward leaving a

trail of stem behind him, getting closer Shoto was about to slash the man, but he managed

to Kick Izuku in the side near a wound sending him back to the Yellow Ranger. Again, he

tried to run but quickly Momo caught Izuku and the two punned out a gun each and fired a

red translucent rope wrapping around the man stopping him. Shoto was now face to face

with the man and he took a hard step slashing downward "AHHHHHHHH!" with a loud war

cry, instantly the man's suit was cut and the air igniting in a blue fiery explosion.

In the area there was only the smell of fire, a cold but hot air, and the breathing of three,

Shoto went over to Momo and Izuku sitting beside Izuku, "we did great!" He surprisingly

broke the silence with an exuberant smile in contrast to his cool collected air. Immediately

they fell on their backs looking up at the sky that felt unlike any other in the city, "yeah

that… that was fun." Izuku spoke with a real smile the first one he hands since he met

Almight. Momo looked over at him before she looked back up saying "yep, it's always fun

going out with friends in Esuha." as the three sat there happy and feeling fulfilled defeating

the villain they heard "HA, HA, HA, HA AMAZING LIKE HEROS SHOULD BE!"

Quickly standing up they saw the man standing in the fire unabated, suddenly the man

emitted a dark red energy that appeared as a large shadow over himself with sharp teeth

and two hair tufts resembling… Almight, suddenly it seemed to cover the entire area in a

black space with red stripes in it. The fire seemed to die out completely and he spoke

"Hero is a title reserved for those who perform truly great feats! Too many are

undeserving... Just money worshipers playing the hero!" his head tilted up revealing his

glowing red eyes as he continued "but you all right here and now there is no audience to

cheer on your egos, and you all get nothing from killing me!"

as they were paralyzed, he grabbed his head saying "good your all worth being called

HERO! So, I'll tell you, my name." Suddenly a portal appeared behind him revealing a

hellish red desert with the same red skies. The man turned around to stop before just

getting in to turn his head to them saying "my name is… stain and I'll fix this hellish world by

staining it in the blood of the fakes! And I can't wait for you to join us. Dabi has told me

lots." the man… Stain then went in with the portal closing behind him.

As they remained there, they de-morphed leaving them in their normal clothes being

stunned as the area went back to normal everything was silent until Momo said, "well let's

go back, your mom's making Katsudon." Izuku Perked up saying "oh sounds great!" Shoto

sighed saying "yeah, I'm exhausted mind if I come over." Izuku said "sure." Momo in turn

asked, "And me?" she had hugged his side causing him to blush and "y-yep definitely!"

Shoto walked off while saying "pushover, you might want to hope we don't fight a hot

woman or else we'll be missing one." Izuku sighed as he and a smiling Momo followed

saying "oh think you can heal your injuries with those guns?" Izuku smiles wide saying

"yeah I'll do that on the way!", looking up again Izuku thought "this is… nice… I suppose

that this is what real friends act like."

In the night of Japan in the city of Mustafu in an apartment, in a table was a boy who resent

all that had to do with his father even disposing his own fire, a girl who found the things she

would give everything for, a boy who has never had anything he wanted, a Quirk, a friend, a

hero, or a dream but he found all of those things with a single message from his father "my

boy Izuku Midoriya if you want to become something better than a hero look a little

deeper… I know you can be great." and a mother who was happy to see her son the

happiest she's ever seen him since he was born. Such… an… amazing… and beautiful site,

something that would last forever and ever more.

Chapter Seven: I Think… I'm Happy.

In Mustafu at night a man asked "Hey Taichi, why the hell are we carrying all of this cargo,

seems pretty useless and why did we have to steal them?" in a large black van with

multiple people inside with tons of cargo boxes, in the back another man perked up asking

"yeah, all this is shi-" he was cut off when a man in the passenger seat said "Shut up! Don't

bother ta question the boss." The man was Taichi, and he had a plump body with dark skin.

His head is rounded, nose less and with pointy ears, although the most characteristic is an

antenna at the top, with three holes on each side. His shoulders also have three holes. He

is clothed with a black vest with light trims and white pants. He wore a handkerchief

around his neck, two black armbands with clear linings and boots, and he was also

smoking three cigarettes simultaneously.

After that they remained quiet, even though their boss wasn't here they still didn't want to

risk questioning him. "Crash!" suddenly they were rammed and tipped slightly before the

car caught its balance, "the hell was that!" one of the men asked as they looked out the

windows, there they saw another van with a man leaning out "who the fuck are these

bastards!" Taichi yelled and he ordered the diver to get closer, a man in the back put down

the window and put his hand out, it morphs into a cannon and he fires at the other van's

tires, at the same time a sharp sword like object hits their tires causing them both to spin

out.

On the empty street the two cars stopped in a parallel line, the backs of the cars facing

each other while the sparks that flew from their spinning out died down. Almost instantly

from the two cars the criminals rushed out and stopped when Taichi and a middle-aged

man with lightly tanned skin, thin honey brown eyes and a long face. He has shoulder-

length hair of a desaturated pink-like color that flares outwards to the sides, with shorter

bangs between and to the sides of his eyes. He also has curved, linear markings under his

eyes and down his cheek which are a dark shade of purplish pink, dressed in a black

combat suit, complete with a full-face mask, a paler X-shaped design patterning it over his

face, met face to face.

"Just who the hell are you guys?!" Taichi yelled angrily, his fists clenched as he took a step

forward. The arrogant man in front of him smirked, unfazed by the hostility. "Well," he said

with a cocky grin, "I'm Swordkil, and we're with the League of Villains." His casual tone

only fueled Taichi's rage. Gritting his teeth, Taichi suddenly exhaled a massive puff of

smoke, engulfing the entire area in thick, swirling smog. Confusion spread among the

enemies as visibility dropped to nothing. From within the fog, a rough voice roared, "Kill the

bastards!" Chaos erupted. Shouts, grunts, and the sound of fists meeting flesh filled the air

as combatants tore into each other. Unnoticed above, a drone hovered, silently recording

the mayhem below.

"Hey Red they just started fighting, from what I can see there's a Cannon hand Quirk, a

smoke Quirk, and a sword Quirk." on the motorcycle the Yellow ranger in her suit was

holding onto a driving Red ranger while relaying information about the situation from the

drone "THIS IS BAIS, I'M THE ONLY ONE RUNNING!" The blue ranger was running full

speed, while driving the Red ranger looked over at him while saying embarrassedly "sorry

man, I should be done with the new bikes by the end of the month!" quickly the Red Ranger

changed and became more serious "alright I'll disperse the smoke while I do that Blue you

take the sword villain and I'll keep the rest of you and Yellow you take the Smokey one!"

hearing this the Yellow Ranger nodded saying "understood." while Shoto took off a sword

from his back and looked at it, the sword that boasts an elegant yet imposing design,

combining a regal aesthetic with functional craftsmanship. The golden cross-shaped guard

is adorned with four rounded protrusions, giving it a bold and balanced appearance.

This guard not only serves as a protective element but also adds a sense of grandeur,

making the weapon feel both ceremonial and battle-ready. The handle is wrapped in a

pristine white grip, ensuring a firm and comfortable hold while complementing the golden

accents. A white strap is wrapped securely around the hilt, reinforcing the grip and adding

a layer of sophistication to its overall design. Adding to its formidable presence is a thick,

sturdy sheath that encases the blade entirely. The sheath is primarily white, with golden

reinforcements at both the tip and near the guard, seamlessly matching the rest of the

weapon's color scheme. Its robust construction suggests durability, capable of

withstanding rough conditions while maintaining the sword's sharpness and integrity. The

sheath also adds an air of mystery, concealing the blade's full form. Looking at his weapon

the Blue Ranger narrowed his eyes behind his visor while saying "alright then, I'm ready to

go!"

The red ranger then jumped up and into the air while pulling out his gun and firing a crimson

gust. It dispersed the smoke, then red ranger then jumped into the middle of the goons,

"and just who the hell are-!" the sword villain was cut off when the blue ranger rushed at

him. Suddenly the hilt he was holding ignited in a light blue blade, the blue ranger classed

with the sword villain's "sword", but as the two classed Swordkil backed away and

thought, "just what the hell was that! No way that's a normal sword!" the blue ranger

rushed forward to slice, but Swordkil just dodged and attempted to hit him in the back of

head, but the place where he struck just sparked and the chase continued.

The yellow ranger road in on the bike and attempted to hit the smoke villain while skirting

in, but he just dodged for his life. The yellow ranger just jumped of and in the air from her

side a yellow tendril shot and swept across the area. The villain jumped back and made

more smoke that covered the area, the yellow ranger landed in the smoke, "alright now

hoity, Ima show you a good-." not letting him finish she crouched down, suddenly her back

seemed to bubble up and basketball sized fly's came out and dashed into the smoke

before they exploded in a green gas. "Cough, cough, what?" the villain kneeled, his eyes

leaking, coughing against his will, and his skin slightly burning, "its Chlorine gas, it's

dangerous for human consumption but don't worry I diluted it with nitrogen and argon, so it

might not kill you." the yellow ranger got up and faced him, the smoke Villain felt fear at her

intuitive and tone as if she was just teaching him a lesson in class, he passed out. The

yellow ranger was slightly worried thinking, "what the gas shouldn't have knocked him

out?"

CRACK-THOOM!

The sound startled the yellow ranger, the blue ranger, and the last villain. Looking toward

the sound, they saw the red ranger standing in the center of the field with everyone else

unconscious on the field with one slammed into a now flipped car. The last one Swordkil

was left stunned and rushed toward the last car, the blue ranger tried to chase him, but

Swordkil just dropped a smoke ball to obscure his sight. The blue ranger just slashed down

only to miss and only catch a glimpse of the car running away at full speed, "don't chase."

turning to the red ranger his asked, "why not?" the red ranger explained, "we'll track him to

whatever base he's using, and in the meantime ill gather evidence."

"I'll?" the yellow ranger questioned as she launched a smaller fly drone that flew off to

follow, the red ranger rubbed the back of his head and said embarrassedly, "oh yeah s-

sorry." the yellow ranger seemed to smile beneath her helmet while giggling silently. The

blue ranger just kicked a loose rock on the road and grumbled, "ok I'll wait, but there not

much time left." at this the red ranger looked up at the sky that began to fall with snow,

lightly laying on his visor, "your right... there really isn't much time left... I, have with you

guys." unbeknownst to him the other two looked at him before the Momo asked, "I think

tomorrows is the Kasuga Wakamiya Onmatsuri festival, so how about it red you wanna go

with me?" she had walked over to him causing him to take a step back, "w-w-well I ua d-

don't-."

He was cut off when Shoto said, "yeah let's all go, I heard that

Godzillo

is having a quirk

showcase!" the last part caught his attention as he turned to him and said, "really, where

did you hear that!" As Izuku was excitedly looking at him with his Visor glinting, Shoto saw

Momo leaning to the side staring at him, he just smiled beneath his visor.