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“Is it about Aizawa?”

“Mainly Aizawa, but we’ll get to him later. Why are you having actual problems heroes work as teachers?” Best Jeanist looked at him dryly.

“In case the school gets attacked.”

“Then get like guards or something. Why have heroes pull double duty and give them more workload as teachers, when all it does it take them away from doing hero work? Instead have retired heroes work here. They probably still have fighting capability, and they have more advice to give students. Plus it gives them someway to sustain themselves after they age out.”

“…Interesting idea.”

“And then there is the fact that Midnight employs her dominatrix persona around children… while that probably makes some students happy, it’s very… it doesn’t bode well… plus the fact she could just easily turn it off and chooses to have her persona on…”

“….Also a good point.”

“And this brings me to one of my biggest issues. All Might.”

“Surely you don’t have an issue with the Number One hero teaching?”

“Technically no. He geniunely cares about students, and despite the lack of professional ability to teach he geniunely wants to see them grow, facilitates a strong environment for them to evolve, my issue lies in the fact that he was trasnformed, when he could just as easily conserve his time and teach as Toshinori.”

“…Feels like that’s more a point to take up with Mr. Yagi.”

“Fair. Now for the cream of the crop. Eraserhead. I admit that his ‘rational’ style of teaching is logical. But the thing is he’s teaching children. Illogical, emotional, children.”

“Can you have this talk with Aizawa?”

“As long as you promise to listen in.”

“I always do.”

“…”

“…Yeah I have a serious problem.”

——-

Aizawa and Best Jeanist sat down with the former rolling his eyes. “You won’t be the first person to complain about my teachings and you won’t be the last.”

“I hosted Bakugos internship, and I found a good bit of… flaws with his personality. This is what prompted my decision to bring up this talk with Nedzu in the first place. And my investigation was worrisome.”

“Let me guess-“

“I’m gonna stop you right there. You facilitate an environment where your students can trust you, and have it under the logic that the world isn’t fair. And while that’s true, it also begs the question, why teach them in the first place?”

“What?”

“If you wanted to show them that life wasn’t fair, you would just throw them into the real world with no training."

"You know I don't actually expel them right?"

"The point I"m making is that your students need to trust you. Also- wait a sec..." He looked through his notes. "How did Izuku Midoriya get last place? One of the kids had the quirk invisibility. If it was physical test then Izuku should have scored higher than her, unless she was somehow doing exercises on par with the one training for One For All."

"..."

"Even your own tests are focused on the more phsycial aspects. You should include some mental aspects on the tests if you want an actual assessment of how the kids think. And on that second note, why didn't Bakugo see a therapist immeadietly? Also wasn't it obvious that there was clearly some issues that needed to be addressed with the class? Katsuki having an inferiroity complex, Shoto only using half his quirk, and Mineta being... Mineta? From what I've seen you haven't actually been doing much to teach them... like at all. You taught Shinso more than anyone in your class."

"...That's-"

"Also why did you never try and help Izuku learn how not to break his bones?"

"I-"

"And why haven't you actually told them that you have a therapist on hand, or direct them to said therapist?"

"...Okay I have some issues with my teaching style."

"You have a lot."

Vlad King looked over the list of students and stopped at once. “…Your parents named you Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu?”

“Yes sir!” Vlad King started walking away. “Sir?”

“I need… I need to walk through something…”

——

Nedzu frowned at Vlad King. “You can’t just walk out of a class while you’re teaching it.”

“Looks at this name.” Vlad King shoved the name in Nedzus face, the being reading it before looking up.

“…This… this isn’t a typo?”

“No… no it’s not…”

“…” Nedzu slowly inhaled before leaning back into his chair. “…I… I… just… give me some time…”

——

All Might was clashing against All For One, and both of them were fighting their lives away. It was clear that death was close for b-

“Time out.”

AFO glared at All Might. “What do you think you’re doing?! This is something I’ve been waiting for centuries! You don’t just get to-“

“Some parents named their kid Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu.”

“…What?”

——-

“Alright!” Overhaul got ready to start torturing Eri. “Expeirment 156! Here we-“

“Sir, parents named their kid Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu.”

“The fuck did you just say?” Eri asked as she stopped crying in order to process that.

——-

“This just in, all crimes and worldly affairs have stopped in order to process the monumental action that we have just witnessed. A child being named Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu. We have reporters hosting on street interviews right now.”

—-/-

A CRC memeber was talking with a heteromorph. “I was just about to shoot this animal where he stood, when I heard that a kid had been named something so unfortunate.”

“Don’t call me an animal man. But we both agree on the name thing.”

“I’m still gonna do it.”

——

Re-Destro was signing a check to donate to a quirkless relief organization. “I’ve always been about maximum power needing to rule. But when I heard about the unfortunate name this kid had, it made me realize that j have a responsibility to make sure no kid is named something like that.”

——

Tetsutetsu’s parents looked outside their house to see the entire mha verse standing at their doorstep.

“Come outside. We swear we won’t jump you.”

He clapped his hands and suddenly they were both in a black void, with everyone in the planet watching them. "Here are rules." He pointed at Shigaraki. "We both take turns dancing, and the crowd decides the victor."

"...What?"

"Izuku Midoriya!" Present Mic got up and cheered. "Quirk! Dance Off! Forces him and opponent into a dance competition with the entire world watching! The audience judges them based on who they like more!"

Shigaraki glared at Izuku. "You wanna dance? Let's dance!"

Izuku Midoriya, the hero who had saved the world, at the cost of his power.

Was now working at a fast food restaurant.

“Have a Plus Ultra-“

“Yeah yeah, put the fries in the bag.” The customer said while completely ignoring him. Izuku kept a smile on his face even while giving out the order.

———

Katsuki and Aizawa watched from outside. “Wow… he’s fallen pretty hard.”

Aizawa shook his head. “Not necessarily, just watch.”

——

A child came in, clearly starving. “Umm… I have…” He held up ten dollars. “Can I have a burger?”

Izuku looked at the cost for a burger, and saw it was 10.75. “…Lucky you, since you’re our thousandth customer, you can eat here for free as much as you want.”

One of the workers went to object, but Izuku cut him off. “Don’t worry, you can just take it out of my paycheck.”

——

Even now, Izuku was still a hero.

Eri had seen a lot when was a kid, and now she was an adult.

That had time traveled back in order to find someone who could help her.

_____

Nedzu sat at his desk while looking at the adult woman before him. With a horn that had healed from being chipped and everything. "...So... why are you here? The future can't be that bad, can it?"

"My quirk rewinds me. You know me as a kid currently happy, but whenever I die, or get injured, my body rewinds the damage." She leaned back in her chair.

"...I assume you're not in control of this."

Eri nodded, noting that Nedzu had already picked up on everything. "Yep, at first it was great. Awesome. Then a hundred years passed... then fifty more... I'm tired. I'm done with everything. I don't... I just wanna go to sleep."

"...So why have you traveled back here?"

"Because the quirk deleting bullets were destroyed. All of them. And I don't have the know how to make use of them, even with my ample access to my own flesh. Besides, Young Eri didn't have the whole, instant rewind thing down. She doesn't get that skill until she's thrity. Point is, I need you, to help me, get her to make a quirk destroying bullet. Please."

"...Or Aizawa c-"

"You really want Aizawa to have to watch me kill myself?"

"...Fine we'll do it your way. But I won't do it without Young Eri's consent."

Adult Eri grinned. "Perfect, I just need to convince a child version of my to let me have some of her flesh. Perfect!" She then dove and covered Nedzu, while bullets started flying into the office. Eri would have screamed in pain as her back got riddled with lead, but she was used to pain.

She slowly got up as her body healed. "Oh, did I forget to mention that this is the day you get assassinated and I'm here to stop that?" A man broke into the office and stabbed Eri in the throat, only for Eri to bash his head against the corner of a table. "...I'm getting really tired of people killing me." Eri pulled a knife out of her neck.

"...We should go."

"Yep."

The rich people in charge of the world had started the purge to decrease the population and keep the poor people under control.

But it wasn't working.

"Why isn't anyone killing anyone?!"

____

Ochako was busy with a tea party with Himiko when she was asked the question. "Well, the heroes are all geniunely nice people, so... yeah nah... no Purging for us I guess."

Himiko sat in Ochako's lap and cuddled with her. "And villains usually ignore the rules either way, so.... umm... we just take the day off to hang out with people we usually wouldn't be able to because... you know laws."

____

AFO laughed while he drank with All Might. "I can do mass murder any other day. This is closest I get to having a drink with my brother!"

"I thought you hated me."

"Everyone hates their family!"

_____

Spinner and Shigaraki were even doing a video game contest together... and winning!"

_____

"...Dang it!"

Katsuki had never been one to blame others for his problems... except for when he did. So when he realized that trying to bully Izuku could only hurt him in the long run... and the short run... he tried to apologize.

That went about as well as he expected it to go.

Everytime he tried the nerd ran away. He COULD have gone to his house... but apparently that was a 'breach of a violation of privacy' or whatever.

Point was, he needed to prove to Izuku that he could change.

So he did the only naturally thing and became a vigilante.

____

Being a vigilante... was difficult on so many levels.

The fighting part was easy. He got hurt a few times, but once he got into the swing of things he was able to fight much better.

No, the real issue was keeping his identity secret.

One, his voice. He knew that with phones and stuff it would only be a matter of time before cops found out who he was. So no talking was allowed.

That part in itself took a while to master.

Two, his quirk. Making explosions wasn't entirely uncommon. Making explosions from your hands narrowed it down more, and given the radius and whatnot... point was he needed to hide it.

So, soak some stuff in his sweat, spread some rumors, and boom, people thought he was able to make things explode.

Three, he couldn't risk leaving any evidence behind, so his main rule was this, no witnesses... he wasn't killing people, but his fights had to be private, closed off, no one could know about him. He needed to become a symbol of fear for villains, a rumor, a legend, something no one could confirm.

...He read Batman comics. Dude was a beast.

Of course, that meant he would be in trouble if he ever got pinned down or soemthing, because no one would know where he was.

Like right now.

Guy had something that sucked the air out of a space. No air, no ignition, and... oh yeah, no breathing. Katsuki was going to die.

At least until someone came along and saved him.

He looked up to see a man cloaked in black through out a knife and stab the guy in the hand, stopping his quirk. Katsuki took the oppurtunity to knock him out.

Something the other guy took issue with. "Idiot." He spoke with a voice changer... he should get one of those. "We can't interrogate him if he's unconcious."

Katsuki rolled his eyes and tried to alter his own voice. "Whatever, you weren't being choked out by him."

"...Are you trying to do that thing where you change your voice?"

"...Is it working?"

"Kind of."

"Then yes." Sirens altered them, causing Katsuki to pick up the guy. "Cops, we gotta go."

_____

"..."

"..."

He and the other guy sat on the rooftop with the villain unconscious. "...Thanks."

"...For what?"

"You know what." Katsuki and the other guy were both wearing mask, but somehow he knew exactly what the other guys face was making. "...Thank you for saving me."

"You're welcome... I've heard of you ya know? They call you Deadnot."

Katsuki... didn't hate that name. "...Nice... and you are?"

"Well I'm crafty enough that no one knows I exist... But you can call me Wicker."

Deadnot glared under his mask. "Hey that's not fair, why do you get to chose your name?"

"Really? What name would you call yourself?"

"...Shut up." He then looked over at the guy they had kidnapped. "...He's been selling trigger. We find who he's getting it from, we'll probably die." He was smart enough to know that nothing good happened when you went higher on the food chain... and immersing himself in the underworld meant he knew that he wasn't ready. "We can grill him for information and then send it to the cops."

"Right, who knows how long they'd take, and if the info would even be good by then?"

Great, Cynicism vs Common Sense. Woo. Deadnot smacked his face. "Look, underworld boss with the ability to probably put a hit out on us. I'm not the smartest, but we lose that six ways out of six."

Wicker tapped his foot, clearly thinking it over. "...I mean... I have some friends who could take them on with us."

"...Ugh... okay this is not a team up. This is me, being in the same vicinity as you and your friends."

"And if we're in danger?"

"...I hate you."

______

UA... finally got there. Sleep had been something he'd been lacking ever since he started this whole vigilante thing... but now, he could just focus on being a hero.

"Katsuki?" Only for him to come face to face with Izuku.

".....Fuck."

____

Okay, so Izuku, Katsuki, as well as everyone else in Class 1-A are vigilantes... and none of them know the other is vigilante.

Fun.

Ibara was making breakfast in the 1-B dorm when the others came in. "Oh, sorry, I've only made breakfast for 2 so far."

"That's fine... who is she?" They were looking at the girl sitting at the table, who was glaring at everyone.

"Oh, well I've decided to adopt her."

"She's a teenager."

"And this is a college, legally I have every right... I think... Look, I was doing my round with my church, and her mother was part of my church, and I saw how she was treating her, so I took her away. And now... well now she's living with me. Simple story, simple ending."

"Except for the child who's living with us." The child heard that and started making the utensils vibrate.

"Don't be rude." She said while ignoring the vibrating utensils that the child was causing. "She's a child and she shall recieve the love and care she deserves."

"Wait her mom was Christian, are you the best person to raise her?"

"Well she was an extreme Christian. I'm a bit more... what's the term... Lax."

"You prayed to God in the middle of a Sports Festival Match."

"Like I said, Lax." Ibara handed the girl a dish, causing the teenager to look at her suspiciously. "Also she doesn't talk because of her harsh upbringing, bullying, it's a lot of factors." She watched her slowly eat, smiling at her getting nutrition.

"Okay... who is she?"

"Her name is Carrie."

____

Carrie looked at the battlefield, with All For One having just activated Rewind. Ibara then caught her attention, the vine haired woman unconcious on the floor. She swiftly turned to All For One and glared, before a sudden force caused him to plummet downwards.

He tried to move, but Carrie kept him pinned down to the ground. She clenched her teeth from the effort while AFO prepared to use his vast amount of quirks to break out, only for the other heroes to start beating on him.

____

Ibara slowly woke up in her hospital bed, groaning in pain. "You're very lucky to be alive." Recovery Girl said as she smiled. "Oh, and we beat AFO."

"...Good... is Carrie okay?"

"Ask her yourself." Ibara frowned, only to notice that Carrie was right next to her, grinning. "She hasn't left your side ever since you came to the hospital."

Ibara smiled as she hugged her. "Thanks sweetie."

"...Mom."

Ibara widened her eyes at the single word. Once they seperated, she started asking questions. "Wait! Did you just talk?" Carrie simply grinned. "I know you talked, Recovery Girl, you heard that right?"

"I didn't hear a thing." Recovery Girl smirked as she left them alone.

The sports festival was about to start the combat portion... and Ibara Shiozaki started talking. "It just seems like a waste of everyone's time. Heroes should not waste time fighting one another."

Midnight looked at her while everyone in the stadium watched. "...You're doing this now, in front of everyone?"

"I have my limits. Besides, I don't hurt people unless it's called for. Plus I tried to back out earlier, but no one could hear me.”

"If you don't wanna fight then you don't have to fight."

"Well I thank you for that, I just think the entire thing is wrong. At the very least, why are civillians watching this? Why are they here?"

"To give the public a comfort that the future heroes can still-"

"Wouldn't this give villains valuable data on our quirks?"

Midnight smirked. "Villains avoid heroes. They're not going to-"

"But what about the League of Villains? Who just broke into UA to kill All Might? Wouldn't they be interested in this? Like very interested?"

The 1-A students widened their eyes. "...Yeah, on second thought, I'm not so sure about this..." Ochako walked away. "Just gonna... nope."

"Oh, here's an idea!" Mei spoke up excitedly. "What if they had private fights, and I recorded them, and sent them to trusted heroes?"

"That actually sounds like a way better idea."

"I don't care as long as I get to prove I'm the best." Katsuki said while chugging a sports drink. "Actually wait. I saw a ton of concession stands and crap. Do they have to buy anything like a permit or something or whatever or, you know what? I don’t care. Someone else pick up this tangent.”

"Hey, he's right!" Ochako frowned. "Why don't we get paid? We're the ones fighting! Shoto do you have anything to say about this?"

"I have nothing to say."

"We'll buy you Cold Soba."

"I'm on the side of the people buying me Cold Soba."

As more of the students started speaking out, Midnight became infuriated. "Okay, all of you stop!" Midnight cracked her whip. "These have been a part of UA tradition to show the world that we are here! If you want to back out then-"

_____

The teachers sat in the conference room. "...So they all backed out, and Katsuki went with them because there was no point in fighting anyone else. And then they took the initaitve and filmed their fights in secret and sent them to heroes."

"..."

Tokoyami was making breakfast... and there was child next to him. Black hair, red eyes, suspcious glare.

"...Oh, it's Dark Shadow."

"..." The class all looked at him in shock. "...What?"

"Well I found her while I was training to be a hero. I gave her some food, she wouldn't leave me alone, so I adopted her. Her quirk allows her to connect with someone elses sshadow and become... well, you know."

"...So this entire time, it's been her?" Aizawa focused on him.

"I mean I do the strategizing, the fun uses of her power, but yeah, no, mostly her."

He crossed his arms. "Then I'm afraid you're out of the hero course, given you haven't actually been doing anything."

Tokoyami shrugged as the girl glared at Aizawa. "You can try and get her away from me or wrong me, but I don't recommend it. She's incredibly protective of me."

Aizawa sighed. "Look, I don't-" The girl lunged at him and started beating him with a frying pan.

_____

A while later, Aizawa was in a hosptial bed while the girl clung tightly to Tokoyami. "...Fine, you both can stay..."

Izuku was worried about being brought alone by Shoto, given he didn't know that much about him with the Sports Festival going on. But now...

"Why?"

Shoto spoke with cold indifference. "My father, Endeavor, is obsessed with strength. Quirk Marriages are when two people with powerful or complimentary quirks marry with the sole purpose of creating a child with a powerful quirk. I was born from that... the fourth child out of a string of failures."

"...Why haven't you told anyone?"

"Because my siblings haven't told others. And since I got a powerful quirk out of it, I'll hold my tongue. Also, he saves people. Just because my childhood was torture, doesn't mean innocent people should suffer for it."

"...What?"

"Training, grueling meals to maximize my nutrient intake, using my quirk to the point where I faint and sleep on the dojo floor... that type of thing."

"...That's wrong." Izuku started glaring. "Endeavor shouldn't treat you like that and get away with it."

"He saves people... What happens if he's in jail and someone who he could have saved dies? Who do you blame then?" His voice was devoid of rage, only cold hard logic. "..."

"...Your fire? You don't use it because you hate him?"

"...I can't."

That... what? "But... I've seen you heat people up."

"Yes, but that's all I can do.... one day, I was feeling proud of myself for having learnt a trick with my fire. It made me... feel good. Like I wasn't cursed. I went to show my mother, she had been so sad recently, maybe it would it cheer her up... but she looked at me like I was a monster... like I was just a copy of Endeavor... and then she had the boiling tea kettle..." He raised his hand to his scar. "...I can heat my body up. But... whenever I try and make any visble flame...." He made a small flicker and winced, holding his head like it was about to crack.

Izuku tried to help, but Shoto stood back up. "...I want you to know, that while I don't believe in honor, you all are giving everything in this Sports Festival, and I... it's impossible for me to give my all. This isn't me looking down on you. This is just... me being broken." He started walking away and waved goodbye. "I hope we don't have to fight."

"...How do you know I won't tell anyone?"

"Because you're a hero. You won't take the option that endangers lives. And you're weighing the option of protecting hundreds of people against...me..." He looked back at him with a sad look. "You might see a human, but I'm only a broken shell. I died when my mother poured boiling water on me. What's the use in saving me now?"

Izuku clenched his teeth... but he could only stand there...

______

Izuku roared and broke his fingers once more to send an attack at Shoto, all while running towards him. He kept sending glacier after glacier at him... and it was so cold... but he didn't care.

"LIKE HELL YOU'RE A BROKEN SHELL!!!" He screamed while shattering another ice wall, and getting up in front of him. There was nowhere to run, the candy cane haired boy was at the edge. Izuku screamed and slugged him in the face... without using his quirk.

Shoto stumbled a bit from Izuku's hit. Clearly it had force... but he had training. He'd been hit harder than that. "You feel that... that's pain." Izuku shakily stood up while locking eyes with him. "It's what the body tells you when you're in danger."

Shoto looked at him in silence, and serious confusion, stoic confusion. "....What's your point?"

"If you feel pain, that means..." Izuku nearly tripped while standing up. "....That means you're alive... and heroes save people who are alive." He didn't care that the auidence was watching. All that mattered... was saving him.

"...You seem angry. Are you that mad that I'm not going all out?" Before Shoto could launch another attack, Izuku grabbed the collar of his jersy.

"Yeah... I'm pissed... Not because you can't use your fire though. If you can't use it, that's fine..." He got up close to his face. "But don't you dare say that you're a broken shell, that you're not worth saving, that you're not alive!"

He flashbacked to when he was on that roof, thinking about jumping.

"I don't know how to help you, I don't know what to say to you! But I suffered too! So if anyone can have a conversation with you, it's me!"

In the middle of a sports festival battle... not oppurtune timing...

"...What could we possibly talk about..." Shoto clenched his teeth. "You have friends, you have a mom that loves you, I don't have anyone except a father who seems me as a tool, and a dead brother who tried to kill me!" He reached out and grabbed Izuku's collar, both of them face to face.

"WHAT TYPE OF FOOD DO YOU LIKE?!"

If the crowd was shocked earlier, they were dead silent now.

"...Cold Soba." He said with clenched teeth. "...Why?"

Izuku smirked. "Dead people can't enjoy food. Shells can only be filled. If you have something you like, that means you're alive, that means you're not a shell, and that means your worth saving!" As he screamed, the area started heating up.

"Forget your dad! Forget your past! Forget everything! What is it that you want right now!?"

Shoto and Izuku locked eyes, both of them grinning. "...You've been screaming in my ears... I wanna shut you up."

"...Perfect."

_______

Shoto and Izuku were both in the hospital beds. "Izuku, you broke your arm. And Shoto, you broke through a mental block and passed out after unleashing a powerful fire blast. And it ended in a tie." Recovery Girl sighed. "Crazy kids. You should be good to go in about thrity minutes."

Once they were alone, Shoto looked at Izuku awkwardly. "...I only managed a single powerful blast before I was knocked out.... not much of a fight."

"You kidding?" Izuku grinned at him. "You said you couldn't do so much as a flicker before! This is great progress!" He looked at him happily. "You did amazing out there. We can work on your fire later. Actually, let's get some cold soba when this is all done. I can call my girlfriend Ochako, we can make it a thing-"

"Can you be my new dad please?"

In this AU, Eri is a teenager and 1-A is a college and everyone else is over 18.

——-

Izuku looked at Eri, who was drinking gatorade by the bottle... chugging it really. "...Eri?"

"Yeah... got a problem with that?"

"Well... no. It's just... after I saved you, I didn't think I'd see you again." He spoke with concern while looking around. "Did you break in?"

"Nope. Aizawa is having me live here because something something volatile quirk. Also I'm in Ochako's room, so unless she wants to be an adult sleeping in the same room as a teenager, she's sleeping in your bed. So have fun with that."

"....Are you okay?"

Eri stopped drinking and focused on him. "...Izuku, I was killed for over a decade, while being called a monster and a curse. I'm glad you saved me, but I am just really, really, really, tired. So excuse me if I'm low energy..."

Izuku became ashamed and tried to change the subject. "...So you're just living here now?"

"I'm using my rewind quirk to save Nedzu money when you guys wreck things. He pays me in housing, food, water, and stuff."

_____

(In this AU, the training camp happens after Eri is rescued)

Eri sat next to the kid who had kicked Izuku in the crotch. She smirked a bit and handed the child some food. "Eat it, don't eat it, I don't care."

"...You gonna scold me?"

"Eh, keep doing that and eventually someone will strangle you. You'll learn then." She laid down and looked at the sky. "...This is your secret spot."

"Yeah, no grownups allowed."

"I'm a teen, does that count?"

"...No... Are you a stupid hero?"

Eri didn't really react to the comment, aside from answering it. "Nah, I'm just here to heal them in case something breaks."

"...So... Do you wanna be a hero?" Kota asked slowly.

"Who knows? Do you?"

The child shook his head. "No! They're awful! They save other people and don't care about their families!"

"..Yeah... they're pretty annoying, showboating, and self righteous." Eri smirked as she watched them have fun and eat from above. "But that's life. They save people and... they saved me. Just took them like... a WHILE.... So those are your aunts. What about your parents?"

"Dead..." Kota then glared at her. "Don't say sorry. Everyone always says that."

Eri chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry', don't they ever know how to say anything else?" She looked at him. "I don't blame them though, they're just trying to help... "

"...My parents were stupid heroes. They died and left me alone."

"...My name's Eri."

"I'm Kota."

____

"Yo Kota!" Eri ran up to the cliff side. "Camp's under attack! Time to-" She slowed down at the sight of a man near Kota. "...Who's this?"

"He...He..."

Eri looked at Kota shivering in terror, before focusing on the man. "...Guessing you're a bad guy." She was cut off by her head being caved in. Kota screamed in horror while the man cackled.

"Bingo!" He then watched her head heal up. Eri sat up and shook her head.

"...Not one of my best deaths." She was then killed again, only to heal back up. This kept on for a bit, with Muscular eventually being tired. "Okay, I'm pretty sure you get the vibe that you can't kill me."

"Shut up! I killed the kids parents, I can kill you."

Eri paused and slowly focused on him. "...Is that so?" She grabbed him and let her glow wash over him. When it was done, there was nothing but a baby. "...Hey Kota, you wanna kill him?"

"...Would you bring him back to life?"

Eri shook her head no. "Nope, I can't bring people back to life. Only myself. My power works by gleaming onto someone's life. For me, it works by gleaming onto my cells. If I get thrown into a volcano... yeah that'll do it." She got sad and sat next to him. "I can't bring back your parents... I'm sorry."

Kota teared up and leaned against her.

______

"So wait, is Kota just living with you now?" Izuku asked Eri, who nodded and patted Kota's head.

"Yep, he's my little brother now. That's how it works."

Izuku widened his eyes and started getting excited, along with Ochako. “Wait! Seriously?”

“Is this actually happening!!?”

Aizawa looked at them both dryly. “Seriously? All I said was that you’re going to be teaming up with the Odd Squad.”

Izuku and Ochako started cheering excitedly. “Yes! Yes! This is actually happening! This is the best day ever!”

“You guys really like Odd Squad… don’t you?”

“We watched it all the time!”

“I learned so much about math!”

“…I don’t really approve of them since they’re an organization that recruits children, but they operate outside of government control.” Aizawa watched them both celebrate. “Seriously?”

“We get to team up with the Odd Squad!!! We get to team with the Odd Squad!!”

Aizawa had called for a meeting with Nedzu. And that was the first thing he said.

“Yes. Licenses to kill, or known by a more casual name, Death Sentences. Authorizing the wielders to kill, provided each kill is justified.” Aizawa then glared, flaring up his quirk. “Why the hell does each student of mine have one?!”

1-A, every student from Mineta to Izuku to Katsuki to Sero… all of them had the authority to kill.

“They’re children. I don’t care if this is a college, they’re just kids. How the-“

“Shut up.” A voice came from behind him, causing Aizawa to sigh and stop his yelling.”

Amongst underground heroes, there were two prominent ones.

Aizawa was one of them.

Stain, Chizome Akagure, was the other. He turned around and looked at the hero, who looked at him with intense disdain.

Stain had the highest kill count of any hero. He might not have been a murder happy psychopath, but his blade killed if he saw an official reason.

He and Aizawa didn’t really get along.

“One of the ways Death Sentenxes can be given out is if a hero with one authorized it. I assume you’re to blame for this?” Aizawa clenched his teeth.

Stain silently nodded. “Each one of them I seperatley encountered while doing my job. All of the kills were in self defense, but they were against high ranking people, celebrities, rich upper crust types. I judged them all and gave them Death Setences in the hopes that it would help shield them from the consequences from the public, while I took official responsibility for the deaths. Needless to say, the HPSC knows about the truth. However, after that they all started heading out. I did my job and trained them for UA, but the issue is that they all have a certain… bloodlust about them.”

Aizawa didn’t like something that could worry Stain. “What?”

“Make no mistake, those twenty all wish to be heroes. But they each hold a darkness in them comparable to mine. You think I’m bad? Those kids will cause a blood bath if they have probable cause.”

—//

USJ was a nice place… aside from all the villains attacking them.

Izuku sighed and popped his knuckles. “…Everyone ready?” His question was asked while portals appeared under them.

And a grin appeared on each of their faces.

“Let’s kill them all.”

——-

Later, footage was shown to the faculty of the USJ incident. They had cameras that didn’t give a live feed, but they were able to be accessed once the incident was over with.

It showed each one of them… laughing as they killed the villains.

“…Each of their kills were legal and in self defense…”

“…Aizawa?” They all turned to the teacher, who held a hand over his eyes. Meanwhile Stain, who was sitting next to him, sighed.

“For once, he and I are in agreement. Ive made a serious error in judgement. Those kids are using the system to allow themselves to legally build up a body count.”

Thirteen flinched. “You don’t me-“

“Yes.” Aizawa groaned. “I’m training twenty serial killers… and because they’re playing by the book there’s nothing we can do about it except assign them to therapy.”

“You can’t mean that?”

“I do. As long as they don’t actually do anything wrong, I can’t expel them without a good reason. Same goes for taking away their Death Sentences. Besides, if we do, they might retaliate.” Aizawa wanted to throw up. “Class is gonna be fun.”

The quirk doomsday theory believed that quirks would get stronger and stronger until their activations would cause mass destruction.

However, it seemed that those bodies would also evolve to handle those quirks.

Proof.

Aizawas class being overpowered and none of them knowing it.

——

“Thirty six times…” Aizawa slowly drank his coffee while his hands jittered. “…That’s how many times they’ve destroyed the universe… because that’s how many times Momo had to remake it, or Tenya had to reverse time…. They mentioned it so casually…”

Nedzu nodded grimly. “Yes… they are not currently under the belief that they are the strongest.”

Midnight widened her eyes. “What?! Why not?”

“Because they believe that everyone else is just as powerful as them. The people just simply choose not to use their quirks so that it wouldn’t be chaos. But we need someone to rein them in.”

“I have the perfect person.” All Might said with a smile. “My successor. Izuku Midoriya.”

——-

“You choose to use your full power?” Katsuki said as Izuku was surrounded by class 1-Apex members. Izuku nodded and flared up OFA. “Ninth generation OFA. Nice…” Izuku suddenly speed blitzed him and punched him in the face… or he tried to, but he missed and went flying past him. “You missed.”

Izuku hadn’t broken his bones, but he still tried to figure out what was going on.

“If you pass, you’ll join us…” Katsuki spoke calmly. “…Consider your goal right now to land a single hit on me.”

Izuku ran forward, only for Katsuki to be in front of him. “…And we have lift off.” A controlled explosion was all it took to send Izuku flying out of earths atmosphere.

Katsuki turned and looked at the others. “Place your bets on how many times he dies.”

And just like that, he was off.

——

Izuku crashed into Pluto, with Katsuki having arrived before him. “Don’t worry about breathing, I can use my explosions to make a breathable area here. It’s also how we’re talking.”

“Seriously?” Izuku stumbled up and glared. “What else can your explosions do?”

“Explosions are not just combustion.” He spoke elegantly as he dodged Izuku’s fist by not moving. “They are a signal. A celebration of life. Ergo, my explosions are life, and life leads to limitless possibilities.”

“…What?” Izuku was then stepped on the back of the skull by Katsuki, who had gotten behind him.

“I’m saying you can’t win. Choosing to use your full power means you have a responsibility to care for those who don’t. If you can’t even land a hit on me, then you can’t call yourself an Apex. Out of everyone in our class, I rank as the strongest. And do you know why?”

He sent Izuku flying, bombaridng him with explosives from every possible angle. “Because I was not satisfied with being stronger than everyone else. Each day I strive to be better than I was before. “

Izuku crashed into a planets moon before he concentrated his power and leapt Katsuki, this time with much more precision. “Good, this time you’re not just sending yourself flying. You’re evolving in the endless vacuum of space, but only because I’m helping you breathe.”

Yet still, he couldn’t land a hit. “But even if you evolved a thousand times per second for a hundred years, it wouldn’t even help you even in the slightest, and do you know why?”

Izuku felt himself get hammered into a planets moon before. Maybe it was Jupiter?

“Because I never stop training. My goal is to be stronger than I was yesterday, something I always keep to form!” He screamed and destroyed Jupiter, leaving Izuku floating in space.

Katsuki used his explosions to slowly approach Izuku. “Momo is going to be annoyed at having to remake Jupiter…”

Izuku growled and lashed at Katsuki, who sidestepped it easily. “…You’re still conscious after that… no…”

Izuku’s body was playing host to the unending urge Izuku had to be the greatest hero of all time. Green lighting stormed around him like a tornado.

Katsuki smirked and readied his explosions. “Okay… let’s have some fun.”

——-

The other members watched the fight on Momo’s television, only for Izuku to crash right back onto earth next to them.

There wasn’t any collateral damage because Mina had burnt away the possibility of that.

Izuku stood proud.

Only to fall unconscious as Katsuki lightly tapped down next to him. “Welp, he couldn’t land a hit on me. Yo Denki, how many times did he die?”

“46.”

“…Huh, I thought he’d die like 74 times.” Katsuki shrugged while walking away.

“…So just leave him here?”

“Why? He’s got class with us tomorrow afternoon all.”

Everyone groaned at Katsuki. “You always do this! You pretend to be some grand monarch and use vague terms!”

Katsuki clenched his teeth and whirled around. “Piss off all of you! I said he needed to pass and he passed!”

“And you act like some guy who’s above it all, and only act yourself around us!”

“The fuck I do!!”

“Why weren’t you cursing with Izuku?!”

“Cause he wasn’t part of the class then!”

——

“Okay, there are twenty one students in Class 1-Apex.” Ojiro started teaching Izuku. “We’ve chosen to use our full power, so we can all destroy the universe if we wish. Fortunately some of us can remake it.”

Izuku nodded quickly. “Right!”

“Even amongst us though, there is a ranking system. Katsuki is the strongest. And I’m the weakest. Or at least I was. You’re actually the weakest now.”

Izuku moped at that. “Oh…”

“Hey, don’t worry! That’s why each of us are gonna train you!” He said while patting him on the back… only to send him flying. “…Gonna have to hold back with you.”

——-

Aizawa curled up in a ball. “…Izuku has 9th generation OFA…. Full control over it… and he can’t beat them… he’s the weakest person there…”

“…I mean, people tend not to fight when they’re little brother is near them so-“

“Shut the fuck up!!”

——

Izuku must train with the strongest people in existence in order to beat… the strongest people in existence.

——

AFO looked at the reports and sighed. “…Alright everyone. Everyone? We’re quitting crime. Start applying to fast food jobs and stuff!”

——

On the off chance Tomura becomes as strong as he was in canon….

The class watched Izuku fight to the death with Tomura. “…Should we help him?”

“Nah.” Mineta laid on his back. “Itll be good training for him.”

“Duh.” Katsuki watched intently. “His goal is to beat me. If he can’t beat crusty lips, then he should abandon all hope of that.”

“…I still think it’s weird that no one else has stepped up to one shot Shigaraki.”

“Well duh, if they do that then they’ll have to help everyone and it’ll just be a hassle. Better the masses just stick to holding back.”

They still have no idea they’re the strongest.

Izuku smiled calmly at everyone while Katsuki left the classroom. “Nope, not dealing with this.”

Ochako looked at Izuku awkwardly. “Wait, you destroyed the Zero Pointer that was about to step on me. How was that death?”

“Well the first type of death. Death by conflict. Izuku closed his right eye and summoned a muscular version of him that was dressed in US military attire..: with a katana… and… wait…

“Buckingham! Admiral Commander of the Green Division! Reporting for duty!”

“…That wasn’t even close to right.” Denki spoke weirdly. “Is he making fun of veterans?”

“No… he’s just based around two people fighting each other… War. I summon him by closing my right eye. He can use any attack as long as it’s been used in a war. Summoning soldiers, creating a dead man’s zone-“

“Dropping a nuke?”

“Moving on!” Izuku opened his right eye and closed his left eye.

A skinny version appeared curled up on the ground… whimpering… begging…

“…Meet Starvingham. He’s the incarnation of Death by Natural causes. Poverty, things like that. Whenever you try and attack him, the universe will work to make that fail. And if you do get a hit on him, the universe will try and kill you final destination style.”

“…Okay then. So who’s the third one?” Izuku opened his left eye, sighed, and closed his mouth.

A femboy version of him wearing a maid outfit and carrying a fleshy mannequin appeared. “Sup yall!”

Ochako got a message from Katsuki. “…This is Slaughtersham. He… represents death by killing. Like cold blooded murder. Somehow different than War but okay. All damage is attracted to the fleshy mannequin, and then direct back on whoever Slaughtersham chooses.”

Everyone shivered while Izuku opened his mouth. “That was annoying.”

“Yeah, but I bet summoning them all at once is an ultimate move.” Mineta said, causing Izuku to shiver. “…What happens if you summon them all at once.”

“…You meet the fourth guy…”

“…What?”

“Annilihationham. He’s what I turn into when I summon all of them at once. He represents death by one’s own hand. And if he ever gets out he’ll destroy all of existence.”

“…Thjnking we don’t summon him.”

“Yep.”

Everyone paused and thought about it. “So far Eri’s been fine. She’s been calling Izuku and Aizawa Dad, getting along with everyone, being a ball of sunshine-“

The therapist paled. “That’s not natural!” He said in a panic. “I’ve seen kids go through a fraction of what she’s gone through and they’ve come out much worse.”

“So Eri’s better than them.”

The therapist sharply inhaled. “…Are you… trauma response scaling kids?”

“…Well it sounds bad when you say it like that.”

“It sounds bad however you say it, on a surface level that’s awful, on a deeper level it’s saying that kids should react positively to trauma, and if they falter it’s their fault for not reacting well to BEING TRAUMATIZED!” He then shook his head. “This is victim blaming in its purest form.”

“Back to the matter at hand, Eri was a normal girl, until she hugged her father and made him dissapear. Then her mother called her a curse abandoned her to the Yakuza, then those Yakuza comatosed her grandpa and started experimenting on her, and then killing her. All while calling her an unwanted child. I’m not a mathemtician, but if we assume based on the reports that Eri was four when her quirk activated, and six when she was rescued, even if she was only killed once per week, and we know it’s much more, that’s 104 times she was broken apart and killed, then merged back together. And we can assume it was probably VERY painful.”

“…Well she had that moment with the school festival-“

“Shut up!” He spat venomously. “Right now, she is a pure ball of innocence, and while she’s defitnely adorable, that’s not natural! Shes denying the real weight of what happened because she can’t comprehend, therefore she can’t process it! She’s essentially wrapped herself up in a bubble of del- actually, you know when someone’s in shock?”

Everyone nodded.

“Well this is like a hyper version of that. She has repressed so much trauma and suffered, to the point where she went all the way around. She’s living in a delusion of her own accidental making!”

“….Why are you running?” Aizawa asked the therapist, who was leaving through the door.

“Because as her therapist, I’m qualified enough to know that I’m not qualified for this. I’ll send someone else but for now I’m recommending that you find her a nonviolent outlet for her emotions, before she snaps and finds and ultraviolent one!”

“Wait, snaps?”

“I compared her to a bubble earlier. Trust me, you do NOT wanna be anywhere near her when that bubble pops.”

———

Eri looked at a mirror that had broken on accident. And then she started giggling… and then she started laughing… and then she began to cackle and use the shards to start stabbing at her dolls.

(UA is a college)

"Oh this is gonna be awesome!" Mineta said as he and Mina went to infiltrate a regular college. "Total babe show!"

"Yeah! Time to get info and have the time of my life!" She and Mineta both high fived.

____

Mina and Mineta both sat at Nedzu's office. "....So how has your mission been going?"

"Oh it's going amazing! I'm like a goddess there! We're almost done with the mission actually!" Mina said happily while Mineta sat in the other chair. "So why'd you call us?"

"Just seeing how everything's been going. Mineta, I belive your statment was 'Total babe show'." Nedzu spoke while Mineta blushed madly. "How has your experince been?"

"...I umm.... nothing."

"What was that?"

"I'm a virgin."

Nedzu and Mina snickered while he turned to Mina. "And what about you Mina? Enjoying yourself?"

"Yeah! Everyone loves me! I'm having fun! I even met this really nice woman. I’m actually seeing her again.”

"Oh? Tell me more." Nedzu said while he kicked his feet.

"Well she's got white hair like snow, eyes like a cat, even fun little bat like ears. Plus she had like a deer tail."

Nedzu smiled happily. "Your forgetting fangs that gleam with sharpness."

"Oh yeah!" Mina nodded happily. "I had to be careful of those when we were in bed, but it was aw... how do you know about those?"

Nedzu showed them a framed photo... of the woman Mina was describing. Her pink face went pale while Mineta did the calculations.

"...HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA!!!" He jumped up and shook Mina by the shoulder. "You're having sex with Nedzu's daughter!!! You're fucking his daughter!!"

"It wasn't anything serious!"

"Oh?! You had one night stand with his daughter?! That's even worse!!" Mineta laughed and rolled around while Nedzu glared at Mina. "OOOO!!! It's a good day to be a virgin! Never have to worry about this!!!! HAHHAHAHAHAH!!!!"

Nedzu kept glaring, only for Mina's phone to get an audio message. "Oh? What's this?"

Mina paled. "No no no-"

He clicked it and a message started playing. "Hey you, oh wait, you wanted me to call you Daddy, cause I was a bad-" Mina threw the phone out the window.

While Mineta kept laughing. "HAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!! He just had to listen to his daughter call someone else 'Daddy'!! HE MUST BE SO MORTIFIED RIGHT NOW!!! Couldn't be me!!"

He then ran out of the office and started telling the other students... who started laughing.

Aizawa then came in. "What is going on here?" Mineta came back in and whsipered into their teachers ears. "......HAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!! NO WAY!!! NO FUCKING WAY!!! SHE FUCKED HIS.... HAHAHAA!!!" He looked at Mina. "YOU FUCKED!!! WHAT HIS HANDS RAISED!!!"

All while Mina and Nedzu were left looking at each other. "...So... how did you have a daughter?"

“Adopted.”

“Ah….”

"I'm going to staple your reproductive organs to the wall with heated clips and make you watch."

"...Not loving how you might go about accomplishing that."

“I’m about to show you.”

"Denki Kaminari. Always had trouble in school but aside from that he seemed fairly stable. However, his parents didn't realize his quirk was interfering with his academic intelligence. They forced him to constantly study, called him stupid, and eventually his unstable mental state was affected by his quirk. The tipping point was when he came home with a failing grade. His parents were screaming at him, and that was enough to send him over the edge. He snapped and killed them both, but he didn't stop there. He started his killing spree and managed to rack up an intense amount of bodies in one night. Fortunately because he was so unstable, he was caught easily... not before electrocuting and killing several officers."

"Kyouka Jiro. She was actually making music, pretty famous too. Got a bunch of deals even at a young age. Unfortunately the fame went to her head. She started kidnapping people and killing them, recording their dying screams and using them in her songs. She remixed them and they sold like hot cakes. Her pathology is shaped by an urge to be worshipped for her art."

"...So..." He glared at the heads of Tartarus. "Explain to me why you're letting them interact with and live with each other in their cells!"

They didn't even react to the screaming. "You said it yourself, Kyouka's pathology is shaped by an urge to be worshipped. Inversely, Denki's pathology comes from an effort to seek peace, a way to get rid of his stress. When you put them together..."

He showed a live video feed of Kyouka playing her guitar, while Denki leaned into her. "Kyouka keeps Denki calm with her music and calming presence, and Denki worships her because she keeps him relaxed. They both act like therapy animals to each other, and their urge to kill vanishes."

"...Wow... they actually both seem docile... what happens when you separate them?"

"Oh they both go absolutely insane. They start acting feral, biting at the guards, anything to get back together." The warden shivered. "If one of them died, the other would unleash a massacre of senseless viciousness."

The detective sighed at that. "Okay... why did you call me here?"

"The HPSC wants to use them as their new hit team. I'm going to give them access to these two criminals, and you're going to have to organize a team to catch them in the act."

"...You want to give two criminals, who's only thing keeping them each stable is their own closeness to each other... to the HPSC, who's known for maniuplating people... This is going to end badly."

"Exactly. Which is why I'm not dislcosing that last bit of info."

_____

The director smiled as she looked at Kyouka and Denki, who were currently cuddling with each other. "So, here are the people we need dead-"

"Oh I don't kill anymore." Kyouka said while she scratched Denki's chin. "I have everything I could ever want, and killing people would jeopardize that."

Director hummed before she snapped her fingers. Soldiers came out and started taking Denki away from Kyouka, who widened her eyes. "HEY!" She was pinned down by soldiers while the director held a remote in her hand, while Denki started whining.

"This remote will detonate the bombs in your bodies. You can have Denki back when you finish the mission."

She was cut off by Denki screaming and sending out electricty, while Kyouka started cackling. The director started pressing the button, only for nothing to happen. "The bombs in your bodies! Why aren't they-"

"You fucking idiot! Denki fried that shit, and I injected soundwaves into my body to distrubt it's frequncy, turning it into a piece of metal!" Kyouka laughed while she used her jacks to start blowing peoples brains out.

Denki ripped the rubber grounders off the soliders before he placed his hands on their skulls, electrocuting their brains and liquifying them. All while Kyouka clapped her hands. "Good boy Denki!" She praised him while he ran over to her and hugged her. "Good job! I'm so proud of you!" He smiled happily while she patted his head.

With the director watching in horror.

____

The detective watched the show with his squad. "...Sir? Should we go and stop them from killing her..."

"...I mean... Mmmmmm..."

"Those two have a weird relationship."

"I mean you can tell them that. Your funeral."

Izuku looked at Aizawa in confusion. "...Ummm-"

"Let's look at an obvious example. Katsuki Bakugo. He makes explosions from his body. Meaning his body has to be reinforced or else his hands would have ripped off. It's also how he's able to not get whiplash from the constant accerlating and declerating. It's also why we've never seen him with any broken bones despite flying around and using his body as a propeller."

"...What does this-"

"Also he RAGDOLLED THROUGH BUILDINGS!!! He's neck should have snapped or soemthing, but because his body was reinforced, he was just really really injured. Now let's look at Shoto. He makes ice and fire. But he survived being thrown into a building by Dabi/Touya. Like barely any broken bones. And then he went as fast as a fighter jet, or Tenya did and Shoto just rode his coattails."

"Praise Tenya."

"Praise Tenya."

After that was done, Izuku then started thinking."...So he also has reinforced bodily enhancements?"

"Exactly. Good, you're catching on. This leads us to realize that it's not just quirks that evolve, it's the human body. They evolve and get stronger in order to handle their quirks, and therefore the phsyical trauma that those around them (villains) instill on them. On a lesser note, this means the Quirk Doomsday theory is still a problem, but at least not all of humanity will die. Just the ones who's bodies aren't strong enough for the quirks around them."

"...That's not that much better."

"Not our generations problem. But here's the thing. Izuku, even if you don't have a quirk, you still have the bodily enhancements to use a quirk."

"...What? No I-"

"Izuku!" Aizawa sharply inhaled. "...you pulled a fridge that was like 800 something pounds. You didn't think that was weird?!"

"...I mean when you say it like that-"

"Izuku, you don't have a quirk, but by training your body to handle One For All, even if you don't have the quirk anymore, you're still REALLY strong. Not strong enough to leap up a building, but pretty good in a fist fight."

"...I don't k-"

Aizawa cut him off by calling Eri over. "Izuku, punch me in the face as hard as you can. Don't worry about anything, just as hard as you can."

"...."

_____

Many minutes later...

"Okay." Aizawa rubbed his newly healed jaw. "You notice how you punched my lower jaw clean off?"

"...Yeah..."

"Great. You have strength enhancements."