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Began in the town of Quin Quin China,

With news of the birth of a mysterious luminescent baby

Shortly thereafter similar phenomena popped up all over the world.

The trigger for these new found powers was never determined but as time progressed

What was once extraordinary became ordinary

And dreams became reality

Of the planets population around 80% have developed unique abilities or individualities, called quirks. We have entered a new age

A society of superhumans,

with superpowers came an explosive rise in criminal activity and while the governments where trying to figure out how to reform laws with quirks in mind.

And in this world whirling in chaos a new profession formed

One who people used to aspire to only in daydreams has stepped into the light of day

Courageous people started preforming heroic acts to keep our cities safe.

In the end the streets started looking as if scenes from a comic book

But in this superhuman society one learns that not everyone are made equal.

one can’t help but to wonder

is the world truly ready for the monsters who’s waking.

beasts of absolute power that should not be trifled with

for good or for bad.

///

green eyes snapped open as instincts roared at him causing Izuku to muffle the startled scream his body wanted to give out.

green eyes shifted looking around very confused at the room “I’m inside?” he asked last time he checked he’d been outside hadn’t he?

his instincts calmed slightly at the confusion, but he could still hear the non words to be quite, listen observe then Act. 

it was a familiar feeling he knew it intimately after all sometimes it’s better to be the silent enchanter and observe then the bright tank calling attention to oneself. it was a familiar instinct one he listened to instead of curling up in a ball and sob at the sheer pressure of this situation. 

Izuku kept being hit with the feeling that everything is to large, flexing his hand his fingers smoothly answering and while thin his hand it was small, way smaller then he was used to yet still held a strength in them.

the familiar weight on his back was missing, he noticed and it threw his balance into disaster as he tripped, “ohp” pushing himself up again from the floor. ‘I can move my body, but it’s uncomfortable the size of my limbs are different’ he thought annoyed.

“this place” he murmured somewhat recognizing the room even in the storm and pain his mind was in. it looked like a normal bedroom the sight outside the window thought just caused his head to hurt more.

‘why?’ he wondered getting to the window.

‘I know those roads’ eyes scanned the area and no one else seem to be out right now.

‘I’

‘I know this place very well’ he thought staring at the city who was not covered in green moss or giant trees. no this was a modern city, “musutafu?” Izuku asked and could hear the disbelief and nostalgia for a moment.

shaking his head, ‘no that’s not right’ he thought as this being musutafu made no sense for one the city didn’t exist for other it was destroyed?!

and yet.

taking a breath before a whine left his throat, ‘did I seriously get summoned into another world? my luck isn’t that bad is it?’ Izuku wondered. Lifting a hand and placed two fingers on his cheekbone, letting them rest there as he used the physical sensation as a mental anchor.

His head hurt and he started to sort out why. He had two separate sets of memories, one from here the reason why his shock at seeing Musutafu existing he saw it destroyed, he remembered it happening.

this was not a subtle shift in ones knowledge, at the sudden merger. that whole window-mirror between theladasia and elder-tale game still gave one a headache.

no here he got everything all at ones, hitting his mind like a storm or earthquake.

one thing sure this is not Theladasia this is earth, a superhuman earth thought where he got no power. that though derailed and died quickly enough, as even thru the storm in his mind Izuku could feel something familiar.

a sensation that wasn’t physical, a metaphysical sense that he was so intimately aware and used to.

it was not a shimmer and certainly not a sound, nor a touch, taste or smell either. yet Izuku cold feel it as if a ever present pressure in his bones feeling of touching active speakers minor vibrations of something non-corporeal.

it was like one could hear the difference between blue and green which on it’s own made no sense. but in the distance thru the window, bright shades of almost enchantment like technology to the enticing whisper colors in the wind and something deep river like that don’t exist under the ground.

something hinting at Old or no something truly Ancient yet Long Forgotten.

‘aura sense’ Izuku thought. green eyes opened again the color darkened almost to graphite-black. he could feel mana in the surroundings, but also his own.

Izuku-Shiroe sucked in a shuddered breath and gently tugged at his magic coaxing it back into his body where he kept it coiled tightly under his skin. tugging it back in was no problem at all his control gained from years of dedicated practice to manipulate it to such extent.

It felt no difference, his mana his Magic it felt the same as in Theldasia.

that shouldn’t be possible is it?

Izuku’s supposed to be human here. At least the reflection in the window showed no marking on his tongue, yet the sensation in his body while to small, it felt so similar to his half-alv one from theladasia, similar enough that Izuku couldn’t tell if he was human or not.

no marking on his tongue, and yet he could sense magic with the metaphysical senses and almost feel the peculiar connection to the word thru said senses. A sense that he’s honed, refined, sharpened and trained to not only peak-performance for a mage but inhuman-levels as a Archmage Enchanter.

leaning back against the wall at least it seemed like no one noticed the slip.

Izuku did not need to flare out I’m here to everyone especially not with his mind in utter mess. while in battle allowing his magic to flare, stretch outwards and wash over the opponents and allies alike. as if a spiritual pressure striking devastating fear into the opposition while bringing confidence to his allies, as he used it to mark their positions stamina and health.

in Theldasia such a small amount would simply made a lander shudder, but in this world where humans have possible not used mana consciously for centuries.

even merely a tiny amount would have felt as if molten led, or the air suddenly turned to solid rock.

Izuku let out a breath as something flickered in his sight, “this is” he said out feeling incredulous at it’s sight. the screen flickered slightly but stabilized quickly enough as he stared at it. “status screen” Izuku said out seeing the hud existence.

Eyes narrowed the familiar green colored of the screens of a mage marking his mana as a Magic type easy enough but the enchanter’s tribal-eye like symbol was missing from the screen’s background.

“it’s different” Izuku murmured at that.

///

the next few days, was bizarre, thought schoolwork frankly pathetically easy, with this situation Izuku decided to simply test out, of middle school preferred before he ended up massacre the whole place.

thought being physically a kid again was weird to say the least. But it sank in that he really had somehow been shunted back in time.

Either by a survivors quirk or possible a mad scientist who messed up. perhaps actually succeeded after all he have his future memories.

but Izuku also had memories of an alternate self from a different world, considering that this world is a hero-vs-villain setting. Not the post-apocalyptic world in a fantasy setting, where adventurers go about living free and slaying monsters while exploring.

something with the time-travel possible resulted in the memories being duplicated, as there’s no way his alternate self is dead-dead. theldasia adventurers just revives if killed just like a phoenix reforming from ones ashes, they can’t permanently die.

so some form of resonance while he was shunted back?

it still marks him as a incarnation, a person with memories of a different life even if it’s not the traditional way.

Izuku did on the other hand go thru his status screen, there was some differences from the theladasian status screen, which marked that it’s not simply his magic being too used to the gamer-mechanics. but that this world had that interaction as well, and hopefully the immortality aspect was not part of this worlds adventurer-system. it would get depressing within the first century. 

But it’s not like hell find out that until someone actually manage to kill him.

thought said status screen.

Izuku’s mouth curled into a wry smile as he stared at the stats, or rather the adventurer peak performance stats. They hadn’t changed at all, his stats was identical to those levels he raised and trained for in Theladasia.

but the level and class system here differed. for one the level was a lettering counted as S possible this worlds max level if he had to guess.

main class and subclasses that system-classification didn’t exist here, it wasn’t restricted in that way in this world. And from what he could tell it was more or less a moral choice or possible ones literal job then anything else.

but Izuku’s skills remained, every single one of them... from his main-class and subclasses, to the overskills and somehow also the Racial skills. hell even the skills from the temporary main-class by the toy-ring was here thought lower-mastery then the rest.

 ‘do that make me a nightmare classed incarnation?’ Izuku wondered.

yes it did.

there was three classes of incarnation, scare who was the first and normal one, who didn’t have any powers of ones past life.

the second one being terror incarnation who could use ones quirk as replacement for whatever power you used to have.

Nightmare incarnation on the other hand didn’t lose anything, still retaining ones powers due to the nature of said powers. Like his powers coming from mana, a form of metaphysical energy generated by ones spirit and mind.

but how Izuku still got the racial skills of a half-alv here in this world where said species didn’t exist?  possible, probably, or at least he thought so, a world where Izuku is supposed to be human he didn’t understand.

Yet staring at the profile on his screen, the name resting there made no sense. Either it’s always been like that here and he simply didn’t know which might actually make sense, or this travel altered his body more then he first thought. 

‘well at least I don’t need to start over in learning to manipulate my mana’ Izuku thought. but was fairly sure this world didn’t know how to handle someone like him. nightmare-incarnation existed in theory but he’s yet to find any other proof of it other then himself of that it’s possible.

‘do the freedom with the class mean I’m not as restricted as before?’ Izuku wondered. perhaps that was worth looking up, fingers twitched at the possibility of whole new magic, as his eyes flashed.

‘but perhaps I should get out of here first?’ he thought, a light scowl forming on his face. then the school entered his mind after Izuku got what day it was.

that made him grimace, the thought of returning to a place that kept tormenting him, where teachers ignored or even added on the abuse. oh, he’ll most likely end up slathering the whole place and accidently becoming a villain in the process.

no returning there wasn’t an option.

he could handle a few days, enough to force his principal and teacher to let him go, to let him test out.

which might have ended up mentally scaring the two for life.

///

Izuku hummed to himself this area was pretty much abounded, but nature was rather strong here it felt more like home than anywhere else so far.

but he choose this place because nobody would bother him here, not that they did in the apartment complex either after all he’s quirkless.

it’s a forgotten area after all, hell from what he read the last owner dies 300 years ago shortly before the quirk era started. and no new owner before him ever bought or inherited the place nor land area for that matter leaving the cathedral and surrounding area to be left alone and abandoned forgotten.

the price was normal? or rather the former price stated was normal compared to other rent or buyable places in this world. unlike in theladasia where those prices tended to get rather insane.

but due to said price having expired 3 centuries ago he could claim it for a few cents. Much to Izuku’s amusement of said fact.

The sudden lawn-ledger who appeared upon him being registered as the zones new owner was a surprise. Well at least the government can’t complain.

He’ll need to fix the place thought, but couldn’t help but to grin as Izuku entered. but sleeping on grass wasn’t the strangest or worst he’s slept on thought, after all he’s a explorer adventurer.

///

some time later

Aizawa’s eyebrows rose in surprise, well this was interesting. he had been looking around on various sites for information, and eventually got a hit on a lesser known hero site also used as an analysis website.

The person who made the post hadn’t actually ever written anything on the site before and had just simply been a member for the last 5 years give or take.

so that they suddenly decided to write something was a surprise on it’s own but the contents.

Aizawa’s eyebrows raised higher and higher the more he read.

it was an analysis and impressively done one to. the information was detailed, form several theories on the backstory and origins of said villain to a summary of the villains history and criminal track-records. the analysis also had a few short video footage including several drawings that looked very realistic. But it also included various weakness that could be used to capture said villain.

the content of the post drew ones attention in, and Aizawa couldn’t help but to read it all thru. it was expertly and professionally done. no rather it made professional look like a joke. This analysis was so much more comprehensive than anything else he’s found.

quirk analysts where for the most part frauds and fakes. but every ones in a while you find the real deal, but Shiro made those real deal look like beginning amateurs with this post.

Calling the information in said post useful was an understatement. Especially considering the fact that said villain had recently escaped.

forwarding the post to the others Aizawa where currently working on said case. before turning back to the account who posted said analysis.

it was not the only one two other analysis had also been done of same quality.

deadtosleep (eraserhead): thank you for the analysis. I saw the post and was very impressed. I wonder do you do commissions?

SHIRO: say what?

Aizawa didn’t need to hear it to tell that the response was due to surprise, that the question had been unexpected and possible wondered if he was serious.

deadtosleep (eraserhead): are you willing to take commissions?

Aizawa repeated the question it did take a while before getting a response thought.

///

Izuku leaned against the bench, his fingers twitched as a screen flickered in and out of existence before breaking apart.

Twisting his mana again as fingers moved, and this time the screen didn’t flicker it remained somewhat stable, and Izuku couldn’t help but to grin. This was a completely experiment, but apparently theory even if said theory came straight out of a fiction. In this case pre-quirk era fiction but fiction none the less could still be proven useful for spell-creation

it wasn’t that difficult either and Izuku tiled his head as he noticed a familiar icon on the side. ‘was that a internet connection?’

well the fiction this spell was based off on where digital in basis, network was part of it, so perhaps it wasn’t that hard to imagine. “well that’s useful” Izuku grinned, poking the icon and it opened up a internet connection the design looked slightly different in cosmetics due to what the screen was made up of.

but other then that it looked to work just like normal computer access. seeing new post on his epost, Izuku hummed, well it seems he didn’t need to enter a computer-café anymore at the least. and that was possible safer as he doubted the screen got an Ip-adress.

eyes flicked over to his reflection in the nearby window, his hair not as green as before and eyes not as large or round.

‘am I imagining things or am I looking more and more like my other self?’ Izuku wondered but also wondered how this happened in the first place. the only explanation he had was a possible resonance when he was sent back in time, caused his memories of the other world to be duplicated into him due to some strange resonance between words.

Izuku knew perfectly well that his other self isn’t dead, he’s an adventurer and adventurers in Theladasia can’t stay dead even if one wanted to.

perhaps the two worlds mirrored each other more then he first thought.

In Theladasia half-alvs as they where dominantly called is a throwback race, due to the species tended to surface seemingly at random and you didn’t even need to have a half alv in ones bloodline for it to surface. As the race itself was very magical in nature and birth.

Perhaps ancient stories and myths actually held some form of truth here if the race on his profile was anything to go by.

but if the data-screen worked. “perhaps” Izuku’s lips curled, that was worth trying. If it worked he’d get his gear back.

at least the building was taking form nicely even if it was more or less him completely messing with the zone’s parameters and wards altering the reality to some degrees repairing the place of sorts. Izuku gotten to the point where the cathedral is rain and winter prof at the least even if it was well rather empty.

if this worked Izuku would get some actual and much needed furniture just as much as getting his gear back, but perhaps he should try and find a possible part time job... well at the moment salvaging material form the beach will have to do, selling that gives way more than the tiny allowance at the least.

///

an eye twitched, it seem like his luck with problems was as strong as ever. it’s not like Izuku intended for it, it just sort of happened?

the first incident was a thief cornering an older lady, she blinked rather startled when a seeming light touch hit the thief who simply crumbled to the ground knocked out cold. before Izuku helped the lady up.

Thankfully he had the hood up on his hoodie at the time, but seriously, something similar happened again the next day, a purse snatcher who crashed right into a wall after Izuku simply tilted his walking-stick to the side. the purse returned to the older teen who looked relieved.

then again, and two more times.

Izuku’s eye twitched, as he barely held back a growl in his throat. This was frankly ridiculous. five times, and it was Thursday!

looking down at the basket where his groceries currently resided. “The money now!” the robber shouted holding a gun. now that’s rare nowadays a gun wielding villain.

he didn’t get a chance to react as the walking staff came down and everyone there heard the crack “wha-argh!” pain flared thru his arm as the gun fell to the floor, before the end of Izuku’s walking stick crashed down on it, bending the gun into uselessness on the spot at the force. 

“you lit-!” the robber didn’t get to react as he crumbled to the floor knocked out cold as he was struck with extreme precision.

the clerk blinked looking at him then the downed robber, and then to the groceries Izuku held in his other hand and the rather no very basic walking stick no walking staff, one made up of a roughly straight piece of wooden branch. Currently resting against Izuku’s shoulder as he muttered some cursed.

“aren’t you going to be in trouble for using your quirk” the clerk asked and Izuku outright snorted “never used one” was the blunt response, before Izuku paid for his groceries and then left. leaving a knocked out villain and very confused store-clerk.

getting back to the cathedral, Izuku let out a huff, “this is getting ridiculous” he muttered, a screen formed as he decided to do some research on what vigilantism actually was.

Izuku blinked and stared before blinking again, ‘no way’ he thought but the text didn’t change.

According to the Japanese government and several others, Vigilantism is defined as using one’s quirk in an unauthorized act of heroism.

using ones quirk for heroics without license...

quirk...

without license...

“uh” Izuku said out, that’s rather interesting.

Varying forms, all said the same thing. a vigilante is simply someone using a quirk without license and frankly there was no laws against doing heroics without license if you ignored using a quirk.

but quirkless don’t mean powerless.

slowly a grin formed as his eyes flashed blue with his magic as it bleed out shrouding his form in an apparent darkness.

Well if Izuku were going to keep doing this on accident he might as well do it properly. there’s allot more people that needed help than the heroes or police could reach. 

but first he needed his gear back and in a state he can use it that is.

///

almost 10 days was added to the 1 month of work Izuku put down in order to change it from temporary into something more permanent.

but his project worked!

The staff materialized in pixels just as if he’d merely summoned it from his inventory and Izuku couldn’t stop the smirk from forming.

Fingers curled around fine wood of a familiar staff.

Bright shades of power flowed thru his senses... enchantments that had begun as ancient magic but flared to new and joyous life with care and use. Enticing whisper colors of faint magic tickled his senses, as the staff had come back to life in this World. with the presence of said staff was also as if reformed from the point where his other-selves memories ended rather than the point where he first gotten the staff.

His status screen read the item like normal, it was no different from his memories. This time, there was no timer counting down to zero.

Izuku mentally counted how many days this took. 10 days of which was simply to get it from temporary to permanent conjuration.

But he had more items then a sole staff to re-craft, and within a day, several other items laid scattered about around him. from robes to cloaks, staffs, books, from production items and furniture to crafting material even his magic-bag.

Izuku paused as he got to the glasses. Looking at the screen’s image, Izuku shook his head, no that won’t do at all.

He needed a way to prove the crime when catching the villains... a form of report per say and something that made sure the villains stayed caught, as at the moment, villain may walk loose because of lack of prof.

Recording perhaps, integrating an invisible recorder in the glasses.

Izuku wasn’t sure of the form. sure in theladasia the round glasses that gave the impression of a young-scholar worked fine. But that style is a little off for a hero-vs-villain setting.

Flipping thru several forms before coming to a visor like one. Even with the recorder he’ll need a way to transmit the footage to a disk of some sort too.

///

7 months ago Katsuki had entered school and the classroom like normal... teachers praising him the extras tried to talk or hang out with him but something was wrong. Deku didn’t come to class, which was confusing, even if there was a villain attack or bad weather the nerd never missed class. at the moment Katuski decided to ignore it.

then the next day Deku was still not there, the day after that, and the following one was the same thing. Deku was not in class, not in school nowhere seen.

It made the following month weird but also made him twitchy and that caused others to keep away from him, as Katsuki still even months later after the disappearance, racking his mind for anything he might have done caused.

jarring back as if struck.

Katsuki cursed himself, he didn’t know if he should refer himself to a idiot or not. why did it take so long for him to see just how messed up Aldera is?

Are their teachers secretly villains or something? because that was the only explanation Katsuki could think off that would explain this...

teachers should not ignore bullying no abuse, this was straight down physical and mental abuse. and the teachers where not doing anything to stop it, they didn’t even attempt hell at times they Joined IN, creating opportunities for students to make fun of the less popular students, joining into the mockery of the tiniest should that even considered offenses?

But it wasn’t only mental it was physical as well. Allowing students to be cruel in ways only the most ignorant can be, using ones quirks with intent to harm, to hurt, to do damage in ways that marks one as a budding villain.

it was messed up and Katsuki didn’t know how to stop it. he was supposed to be the best, but he wasn’t going to pretend he had some form of moral authority here, he’s 14, not an adult pro-hero or anything of the likes they wouldn’t listen to him.

Katsuki admitted to himself that he’s a shitty person a jerk. That he caused allot of harm, pain by bullying de-Izuku.

Frankly it’s too late to say sorry or rather it’s may not be to late to say it but Katsuki didn’t expect to be forgiven. didn’t feel like he deserved to be forgiven either. not that he can do anything about it when Izuku is nowhere in sight.

well at the least he an do is stop acting like a villain. it’s not like anyone at Aldera would tell him when he do something wrong, considering he somehow had a clean record something that technically shouldn’t be possible.

but Katsuki wasn’t about to ruin his chances at becoming a pro just because the idiot for teachers at Aldera don’t bother doing their fucking jobs.

thought his mother reaction when Katsuki came home two months ago with paperwork for volunteer work at a community center run by a hero-office was hilarious. she still have problem believing it his dad is really proud of him thought.

But Katsuki admitted to himself that right now he’s about as approachable as Endeavor, which means not at all. and of the top 10 pro heroes Endeavor had one of the lowest approval ratings even if he was number two.

“how the hell am I supposed to become the Number one, if other’s freaking scared to even get close to me?” Katuski huffed.

Well the volunteer work at least looks good at his resume for hero course. pausing mid step as something caught his eye.

‘alcohol addiction support group?’ Katuski read to himself. “support group? maybe?” he mused,

Katsuki is perfectly aware he’s explosive, figural and very much literal.

His quirk caused nitroglycerin like sweat for cry out loud. Katsuki needed to get rid off excess regularly or he would harm himself or others and the best way to do that was by simply burning it off by tiny sparks a few times a day.

well it didn’t harm to look it up at least.

//////////

private chat;

silentshadow(edgeshot): while no analysis of either cases or private ones can be found in the wrong hands do anyone knows who our online analyst actually is?

laughs (Ms Joke): we’re online and even when not most of us aren’t really known

seetomuch (sir Nighteye): while you have a point, the question is valid, he came out of nowhere how do we know he’s not a villain giving us false information in order to defeat us?

laughs (Ms Joke): how do you know it’s a he?

deadtosleep (Eraserhead): as said, the information given is both accurate and no private analysis have been found in villain hands. Besides if he was a villain we, no most of the top hundred would already been eliminated, considering the quality of the analysis that he sends us. And as strange as the situation is he’s both the Real deal as well as trustworthy.

oceanpredator (gang orca): maybe a new pro on the scene perhaps

laughs (Ms Joke): could it be Nezu?

deadtosleep (Eraserhead): it’s not Nezu I’ve asked.

silentshadow(edgeshot): with that level of analysis? He makes the one hired form I-Island look like an amateur. I’m leaning more towards a retired pro who decided to share their experience.

oceanpredator (gang orca): what are we supposed to call him? If he’s a hero what’s his alias?

laughs (Ms Joke): so true! Typing mystery or master analyst every time is getting old.

well there was one way to find out Eraserhead thought sending of another message to another private chat.

...

Izuku stared at the question for a while, that was not what he expected to find

deadtosleep (Eraserhead): what is your alias?

that, he should really have expected that question to come sooner or later. but for it to take 6 almost 7 months for the question to surface was a surprise. Izuku for a moment wondered if he’d been asked earlier and simply forgot it.

he already knew which pro who was which on the site mostly just to avoid sending a analysis to a villain, as that’s a headache he didn’t want to deal with.

at this point it was common for him to get messengers thanking him for the analysis to others who heard of him from friends or allies possible even stumbled on one of his earlier put online ones on a villain. deciding to contact Izuku asking for a analysis on themselves or every ones in a while a case.

“Alias uh” Izuku murmured, wings ruffling as he leaned back. Fingers hovering over the screen, his mind flashing back to his reflection.

The letters came easy, as Izuku sent his response, before dismissing the screen.

heading towards the door and with nearly a thought equipped his gear wings slipping under the cloak fully hidden as he headed out.

...

Eraserhead had gotten a response and was rather curious about the name choice.

A hero’s name is considered very important to a professional career, as it can cement a image closer to what they want and reflect their true character. It’s what other heroes and civilian refer and calls the hero so they need to identify with it... while most can chose a tentative name in high school most pro heroes are often known by the name they first picked.

If one where to pick a similar name to one that already exists and is well known even if no longer active. It can come with pressure and responsibility to uphold the name legacy.

Thought names often connect to the hero’s power or abilities.

So the name he got as response was interesting to say the least. At first he thought it was a wordplay of some sort on white... but it also loosely meant Fortress of wisdom. Which when Eraserhead is thinking of it is very fitting a master analyst like this. 

Private chat;

deadtosleep (Eraserhead): apparently the online handle was more or less literal. He said his name is Shiroe.

silentshadow(edgeshot): Shiroe? I don’t believe I’ve heard that name before

oceanpredator (gang orca): he might have decided to change alias upon returning to the field in this manner.

Chapter Text

Shiro leaned against the roof of a building standing carefully balanced on a gutter with a finger gently pushed against his templet. eyes half lidded as he scanned the area.

“and these people are supposed to watch over the hero community” Shiroe muttered able to sense how the current twisted around said office.

but the way it twisted, no it didn’t speak of assisting heroes, with how it twisted the current. the commission would cause more problem and increase the severity of the coming tide.

closing an eye as he focused deeper on the mana, a screen forming as the connection where established.

who’d guessed his hud could come in handy for this.

///

months later...

Eraserhead cursed under his breath as he evaded another hit and lashed out with his capture weapon.

this mess had been a normal routine patrol and while normally a larger group isn’t that much of a problem the problem was that almost all but 2 of them had mutant type quirks which means his quirk is useless, and it don’t help that all of their movements his own included are hampered by the narrow alley.

so the robbers where causing more problem then Eraserhead would have liked even if he is prepared for the fact that there is quirks he can’t cancel it made fights much more annoying then he’d prefer them to be and longer to for that matter.

Mess or otherwise he’s still holding his own, already having taken down two of the 8 attackers and when he where going to go after the third opponent he saw a figure move swiftly over the rooftops.

Eraserhead stiffened, and he braced himself to defend whatever the newcomer threw at him. to his surprise the figure did neither.

Rather dropping down and if he’d not seen him coming then Eraserhead would not have notice as barely any sound was heard, at the landing.

the red n gold staff lashed out so quickly that Eraserhead didn’t see it move until it was over. The hard wood or was it metal? Impacted the villain’s head and sent him crumbling down as if a puppet with cut strings.

Taking advantage in the surprise his arrival had caused the staff spun quickly in his hands, and white bandages wrapped near it’s top lashed out eerily similar to his own capture weapon catching one of the villains who’d been about to impale him and threw them right into the wall and rendered unconscious.

Eraserhead let out a sight of relief if a bit annoyed, the newcomer used support items and attacked the criminals at least. so most likely a hero, ‘I just wished they would tell me when a new hero is in the area’ he thought.

But for Eraserhead it was hard to miss how the villains suddenly became so far more vary, as if scared of the white dressed man while Aizawa carefully kept his quirk from erasing the white dressed figure quirk as to not trip him up.

Between the two of them they took down the villains in short order, and as they tied up the villains Aizawa tried to wrack his head attempting to place the white dressed lithe man with little success.

Frankly Aizawa understood perfectly why the villains became so wary if not outright scared of the lithe man, who Aizawa could admit is as terrifying as he is breathtaking and awe inspiring.

The white dressed man cut one hell of a figure even if he was almost lithe.

The faint blue light from the night sky highlighted the white cloak in a ominous light, sharp cheekbones were thrown into stark shadows of his hood that attached to his coat, and the high collar of his white cloak only brought out the effect further, as it flapped lightly with his movement’s doing nothing to hinder him at all which showed comfortable and practice ease with the style of gear.

 the glassed-visor was hard to notice at first due to how the hood shadowed his most of his face, but then the glass simply flashed a bright memorizing white-silver and it felt as if the air around them suddenly dropped ten degrees on the mere action.

the glass even if hiding his eyes did nothing to hide that sharp calculating gaze who swept over them and left him paralyzed for the second it rested on him before he almost missed it, the faintest of nods. Eraserhead could compare it to a snake watching a mouse ready to strike at the first show of weakness.

Aizawa had never felt or seen anything like that, but the way the lithe man reacted was definitely trained, landing in the middle of a known situation analyzed his surroundings and deduced what was going on and how they fought in matter of a second.

His fighting style was definitely swift, fast and agile, the way he dodged an attack without even looking for it was almost lazy coupled with proficiency with that staff and the skill with that capture weapon that reminded Aizawa of himself.

He can’t have graduated from UA, because he’d certainly remembered someone with a style like his, maybe shiketsu?

taking in the costume he could not recognize it, but all in all it brought out a very mysterious effect which was given and fit the lithe hero very well, a fantasy theme which the staff’s appearance only brought out even more and Aizawa could swear he saw something resting at his back but could not pin point what due to the cloak covering it.

Now when Aizawa looked closer the coat and cloak where actually not pure white like he had first thought. While brilliant flawless white there was a golden stripe one on either side of the cloak running from collar over either shoulder all the way down to the lower hem.

the coat had same more pale gold stripe possible going to the shoulder as he could see it on  go down on the outside of the sleeves until it formed two broad circles at the sleeves hem. thought the opening of the coat also had the pale gold stripe or edge rather broadening just under it’s closed point where it opened up all the way down to the lower hem.

a brown leather belt and was that a bag resting at the left side? the dark suit he wore under the coat and cloak, had silvery like markings decorating it that felt as if a mystery turned tangible giving a faint sheen almost completely hidden in the shadows under the coat-n-cloak.

that left the fact that Aizawa simply could not pin point the hero at all, as there’s no way he’d forget someone like this.

but when he opened his mouth to ask the man. The other cocked his head to the side as if listening to something going from the small frown he was getting, while the cloak fell over his shoulders hiding the cloths under it.

A sleeved arm came out signing some words quickly, “have to go, but the police are on their way” further cementing the fact that he was most likely a hero as most underground heroes knew it. the folder and small disk thought surprised Aizawa as they were swiftly thrown to him.

when he looked up again the other man was gone as if he’d never been there in the first place. Only the disk and folder left behind as proof. ‘well that was interesting’ Aizawa thought looking at the rather thick and heavy folder. black coloring with a green edged black pentagon with a green eye-symbol in it of all things on it. the small disk having same symbol to for that matter.

///

Aizawa was in the detective office waiting for him to return from debriefing his subordinates so he could give a verbal report. Thought he’d have to turn in a written one in a few days but still wanted to get this out of the way, before deciding to look thru the folder in the meantime.

Opening it on a random page and looked at the info by the second page he was reading what it said instead of skimming the surface.

By the third page Aizawa wondered what the hell he where reading, eyes flicking between the pages from hand written notes, to the graphs and statistics, there was several disks thru out the folder.

 Some of the stuff in it he’s heard merely as rumor, yet the notes here was not a collection of gossip no this was researched information, cross referenced and professionally presented with small notes of recommended path here and there

Thought the other half he’s not even heard of, how long did it take to collect this? how the hell did he collect this in the first place?!

Aizawa shook his head as Detective Naomasa entered the office, right he has a report to give. The detective diligently took notes and nodded at the right places, his quirk telling him everything that Aizawa said was true.

“can you tell me more about the hero who helped you?” Naomasa asked slightly hesitant at the mention of him. this is the first time a pro actually meet the person after all.

“about that” Aizawa started “why did no one tell me there’s a new underground hero in town?” he asked.

Naomasa expression sharpened slightly “there isn’t one” he said simply.

“then who the hell gave me this?” Aizawa asked dropping the folder and disk on the desk.

Namsa paled slightly at the sight of the folder before taking a deep breath and leaned thru the door “Sansa! have forensics go over the scene again we have a Enchanter sighting” he called out.

“Understood!” Sansa shouted back, before Naomasa leaned back in his chair. “Let’s just watch this before I’ll explain” Naomasa said, plugging in the disk in his computer before watching the unfolding scene. the footage played out exactly as Aizawa remembered,  with only exception of being form a different angle.

When it was done, the pro hero turned to the detective “he’s a not an official hero” Naomasa started letting out a sight.

“he started showing up about 9, 10 months ago give or take, the first sightings where small, like tripping a purse snatcher to knocking out a robber trying to rob the store he was grocery shopping at from what the person who worked the store describe... thought the grocery incident seem to happen rather often” Naomasa spoke.

“the locals calls him Enchanter mostly because of his response tend to be along the line of traveling mage, or humble enchanter. combine that with descriptions of his appearance the name Enchanter stuck on both sides” Naomasa stated Eraserhead nodded agreeing to that statement.

the detective reached down for one of the folders. A massive file to say the least a photograph taped at the front with the same black and green symbol that was on the disk.

“this is all of the incident reports aside from the first two pages with what little info we got on him” Naomasa said dryly.

Aizawa opened the file two pieces of paper and the not quite vigilante had been active for 10 months now.

Alias: Enchanter

age: unknown estimated between teens to early twenties.

quirk: unknown

address: unknown

gender: believed male

height: approximately around 145-170

appearance: confirmed to wear a white cloak, and coat under it as well as a brilliant white-silvery visor. it’s believed he wears dark cloths under it and possesses a bag. He possible have dark hair and blue eyes

Aizawa could not help but to give a blank look. The amount of information for 9 months was pitiful. most vigilantes don’t even last a week if lucky. but the sole picture.

Staring at the incredibly blurry picture of supposed vigilante, “is this the best we got?” he asked incredulously.

“Sadly yes” the detective sight, “He’s skilled at avoiding cameras and allot of the time the areas he is sighted in don’t have cameras period. this was pulled from one of the videos and simply a reflection in a nearby mirror” was the response.

“Aizawa can you give me your observations on Enchanter?” Naomasa asked, the pro sat back gathering his thoughts before giving his opinion on the matter.

“he’s fast, and skilled his reaction was trained” Aizawa started stressing the trained part, as he was frankly not sure what to call it. “he landed in the middle of a unknown situation analyzed his surroundings and what where going on as well as to how they fought in a matter of seconds. dodging attacks that would downed most pro’s without even looking, planned for it even all within the seconds he’d entered the fight” Aizawa spoke.

“I’d guess some form of reflex or general enhancer perhaps some s class sensor” Aizawa mused before a thought struck him. “If not told otherwise there was no way to not know he wasn’t a pro, perhaps someone who got disillusioned with the system and struck out” Aizawa said throwing a glance at the black folder before looking back at Naomasa.

“if I had to arrest a hero for that then I’d say he was you” Naomasa said with wry grin.

Aizawa ignored his friend at that comment, “why haven’t you gone after him?” he asked after all vigilantes where somewhat rare most if lucky lasted two weeks a few cases managed longer then that but those where a mere handful if not less. 

this Enchanter have lasted for 9 months now and still going strong.

the detective let out a breath “you know what the official stance on vigilantism is” he did not ask

“zero tolerance if they are found. they are neutralized as quickly as possible” Aizawa responded.

“right, but even if ordered no one in this precinct would arrest him” Naomasa said rubbing his templets as if a headache was coming. Aizawa blinked that was a surprise.

“what?” Aizawa asked out wondering if he heard right.

“everything he’s done, has been in aid of us, or to protect the innocent” Naomasa leaned forward a wry expression very much visible.

“his most common act is simply walking someone home who feel unsafe, but also from helping carry groceries, to getting cats down from trees he’s beloved in this prefecture, if we tried to arrest him most of the city would be up in arms” Naomasa said.

Taking in Aizawa’s incredulous look, “and you know the worst part” Naomasa said with a deep slow breath as he pinched the bridge of his nose trying to avoid the coming headache.

“legally the only thing we can take him in for is illegal support item which is failing because lack of supplier and the current theory that he create his own equipment, making that case a smaller fine at best. That leaves jaywalking” the underground hero looked both incredulous and baffled at what he was hearing.

the detective couldn’t help but to laugh. “every fight has either been self-defense or in protection of someone else. the villain 90% of the time is the one to attack first, the remaining 10% he interrupts the villain from attacking someone else. Enchanter also haven’t committed destruction of property or assault and that’s more then what I can say for most heroes” Naomasa explained.

there was silence for a moment after that as it sank in.

“what is his quirk?” Aizawa asked curious .

Naomasa shifted “we’ve speculated the same as you did just with stealth quirk instead of sensory one with how he tend to disappear. but intelligence quirk is also possible when taking in the gears quality” Naomasa said,

 “so we got nothing” Aizawa deadpanned.

“we have some things” Naomasa corrected at that.

“we know that he’s male and very well trained and intelligent. we know that he most likely have a job because of his operation hours are mostly on nights and most weekends” Naomasa started “we know from the victims that he’s both kind and humble with habit of going where most heroes forget exists. while with villains he’s some form of living nightmare” Naomasa counted up.

“I can understand why he’s scary” Aizawa admitted, thinking back to how the area suddenly just dropped in temperature when the visor flashed.

“oh, why do you say that?” Naomasa asked curious.

“the visor hides his eyes for most part but when it flashed a bring memorizing white it felt as if the air dropped over ten degrees” Aizawa started. “but even with the visor it don’t fully hide his eyes, his gaze, calculating and paralyzing, dark icy eyes that watch ones every twitch like a mamba watching a mouse ready to strike at first show of weakness ” he described making Naomasa sight.

“well that’s similar descriptions we’ve gotten from the captured villains. who’s generally various versions of watched by a predator, and, look thru your soul and find you lacking” he detective stated.

“the fight aside, have Enchanter even provided information before?” Aizawa asked getting a faint nod as response. it have happened 3 times before, each one terrifying in their accuracy. It’s as if enchanter like to break the villain down in their entirety.

Naomasa eyes flicked to the closed black folder for a moment before opening it.

The detective where getting more and more pale the more he read from the pages.

Several of which held small disks of their own, whom Naomasa didn’t want to what was on them.

“oh hell” he said faintly, the crimes this folder describes.

Quirk trafficking, human trafficking, child abuse, neglect, exploitation of minors, fraud, unethical medical practices... Several 3^rd degree murder and some 1^st degree. but the ones who caused these crimes, hell several of the victims are current pro-heroes or former ones who had to be retired or killed for unnatural causes. several rather illegal cover-ups laid bare for anyone to see.

if even a fraction of this is true.

“oh hell” Naomasa repeated wondering how long Enchanter has been gathering this or... no... this is something Enchanter sent them.

and the last four times they’ve not only been comprehensive but also 100% or close to 100% accurate.

some of the analysis style was very similar to a master analyst online.

Either way Enchanter just gave them everything they’d need to clean out the commission from all if not most of its corruption who lays bared for all to see in the folder.

This is going to be a nightmare case if they thread even one step wrong.

/////////////

some days later...

Touya had learned how to survive on the streets, primarily sticking to safer parts of Musutafu out of sight of the general public so he wouldn’t be placed in a group home.

but that didn’t stop the attacks thought, considering he was currently pushed against a wall, and his body flaring in pain.

More and more incidents where someone tried to hurt him, or go after him because of his powerful quirk and so on happened. which just resulted in more and more pain as his body was boiled and burned alive, causing rather sever scaring at several parts of his body.

falling unto the ground as he felt his own fire sputter due to shock, preventing it from flaring out and turning the kidnappers into ash and harming himself again

He blinked ones and then again before starring incredulously at the scene and idiots who had been trying to kidnap him moments earlier was now very much asleep and snoring to bot while still somehow standing up.  

“what the?” Touya asked himself, eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the situation. before turning his head to the side as he saw a flash of white and then saw feathers, no wings, wait was those tribal markings? ‘what the?’ he thought in disbelief at the impressive wings who folded at the kid’s back.

Touya stared.

the kid was wearing a pale teal almost white colored parka jacket and a black high neck shirt under it, the pants was dual colored, almost colorless-green being dark on the lower half from knees down lighter color on the thighs. having a pair of grey almost no it was actual metal plates covering parts of the shoes.

There was something dangerous something deadly about him. Slitted pupils and small almost slitted iris, holding a calculative, sharp, too sharp and far too intense gaze in their almost glowing white-blue coloring that held non-corporeal and undiluted power. skin pail, and had high cheekbones and Touya barely could see that the other was a teen due to the almost ageless quality that reminded him of something out of a fantasy novel.

Neck long dark turquoise colored hair that seemed almost feathery with bangs framing most of his face almost covering the eyes. Possessing a lean, slim and slender build that fit the teen quite well, and even with the current clothing the teen cut one hell of a image and that’s not counting the impressive wings coming out form his back.

said wings even when folded looked impressive, and held a curtain strength Touya couldn’t place. their dominantly white color but there was ice like blue almost electric coloring who flowed into tribal patterns and if he saw right the tribal pattern formed wings? on the wings.

yet the wings looked almost like energy given physical form, as they shimmered, sparkled and almost glowed with something mysterious unknown just under the surface. part form the mysterious otherworldly effect the wings was definitely those of a bird of prey with a wingspan possible twice that of the teen’s own height, being fast, swift and agile... each movement wasting no energy at all, seemingly soundless and fluid grace.

the winged teen quickly moved to his side wings softly fluttering, “I’d ask if you’re okay if I couldn’t see your health being in the low yellows” he spoke confusing Touya, ‘low yellows?’ he thought.

Izuku decided to search thru his inventory instead as he fished in his pockets for the desired item. there was something familiar about the older teen but he couldn’t place from where only that if depending on how this went it could change some things.

Bandages, papers, chocolate, his ceremonial staff, yes health-potion!

taking it out and surprising the other as Touya stared at the glass bottle with a silent question.

“It will at it will numb the pain might raise your health back up a bit. It would be painful to walk otherwise and I’m guessing you don’t want to be caught here, I have somewhere you can go” Izuku spoke holding the bottle.

Touya stared bewildered, ‘that, did the kid just offer a place to stay and drugs for the pain?’ he thought staring at him for a while, as Izuku slowly raised an eyebrow as a minute or so passed. ‘well if the kid wanted to harm him he’d already done that, after all he put the kidnappers to sleep without any of us even realizing it’ Touya thought, “fuck it” he eventually said taking the bottle and swallowed a portion of the liquid.

the effect was instant.

Touya slowly stood with a wince the pain almost faded leaving him sore, his body feeling closer to the exhaustion after a heavy workout rather than severe burns and bruising that littered his body.

“so where are we going?” he asked, “this way” Izuku responded, heading out form the ally and waited for a moment.

Touya followed, looking at the surrounding who slowly shifted from a low lass area with buildings abounded, before a forest took over. The road old worn, the trees and moss covering what looks like remnants of buildings as nature taken back this area.

Then they arrived to a crater with several buildings looked almost ruin like but allot more intact, in the center back thought was a large cathedral who looked fully intact as if frozen in time.... which appeared so out of place yet at home with the surroundings.

Touya wasn’t sure what to think as it almost felt as if walking into a different world, as the winged teen lead him to the cathedral opening the double sided carved wooden doors.

the small dark hall, where you could place shoes or hang up jackets at the sides of the walls but it also had a distinct stone and wood mixed feel as wood curled and wrapped as if roots along the walls and rooms corner beams. the second door was a single one but also arched and welcomed one into a stunning fantasy like living room.

Painted windows adding a warm light, a massive fireplace, to the high vaulted ceiling with wooden beams who had celtic and tribal like carved patterns in them. the ceiling thought was painted as if a night sky star map even constellations seem to be brought to life.

a large table as if cut from a massive tree, several armchairs, including two large sofa’s and a dark colored mat covered large portion of the stone flooring. there was a door-less vaulted opening at the side and looked to be a rather fine open kitchen on the other side of it. a large staircase leading up to a second floor there was a open door under it leading to a hallway.

The place held a curtain Victorian blended with fantasy and steam-punk look, but felt warm, safe.

Touya looked around and saw that the winged kid-teen opened a few shelves near the hall door before finding what looked to be a first aid kit.

“cloths off”

Touya started at that sudden command, and saw blue eyes giving him a blunt look “you got more injuries then what can be seen. I can help if you let me” Izuku spoke holding up the first aid kit.

Touya sighted before pulling off his shirt and pants, seeing how the teens expression became carefully blank void of any emotions.

‘what? who what did this?’ Izuku thought the other was faintly familiar but Izuku wasn’t sure form where the alternate future possible. wouldn’t surprise him if Touya ended up in villainy if he survived, after all ones patience could only hold for so long.

Izuku went thru the first aid kit, not a traditional one in normal sense no this was a adventurer style first aid kit. after all it’s not like he has access to a healer here, and Izuku was relived that he foresaw putting this together.

“what’s your name?” Izuku asked as he started cleaning the wounds with purified mana enchanted water.

“Tou... Dabi you can call me Dabi” Touya corrected himself.

“I’m, Shiro” Izuku said easy enough. The alias or nickname has more or less become a proxy name at this point... and the researches he volunteer/work with at times started with the nickname due to his wings color with habit of wearing white or pale colored jackets and hoodies. but also due to the fact that Izuku really didn’t want any connection to the rather abusive nickname or blood-relation.

He’s actually considering outright changing the name legally to.

“you live here?” Touya/Dabi asked.

Shiro hummed his response

 “you can stay here if you’d like, thought I have no tv or computer access mostly haven’t had the need for one” Izuku said moving on to Dabi’s torso.

“I don’t need charity”

“it’s not, you can stay for free until you find a job then you can pay rent” Izuku responded swiftly. Touya stared at him failing to hide the hope in his eyes, but it’s not like Shiro needed to see it to sense it.

“don’t you have to ask the owner or your parents?” Dabi asked.

“bought the place myself but as the whole area was is forgotten the original price expired and reduced to a few cents when I bought the deeds for the place” Shiro chuckled “I’ve gotten rather good at repair and conjuring as I revived the place myself” Shiro explained.

“what?! but you’re... like ten or something!” Dabi sputtered in shock. “I’m 13 and emancipated, and frankly the place is forgotten it even exist. so most think I’m some old man on paper owning a large piece of a forest” Shiro said bluntly but amusement rang in his voice.

Dabi stared at Shiro with disbelief before chuckling “you are one weird kid. how do you know I’m not a criminal huh?” he asked.

“your class haven’t shifted to villain” Shiro responded making Dabi blink.

“eh?” ‘what the? class? shifted? What is he talking about?’ Dabi thought very confused.

“fine but as soon as I get a job I will pay rent” Dabi said.

“then so mote it be” Shiro agreed, causing Dabi to stare at him at that sentence, while Shiro finished off with the last bandages.

“That’s all I can do at the moment” Shiro said and Dabi looked down at his work,

“You’re good” he spoke, but also noticed that the bandages where different actually the whole first aid kit differed from a normal one. The bandages seem to have black markings on the inside, and he could almost tell that they were faintly glowing against his skin.

“Couldn’t always afford to get a healer” Shiro responded and there was something silent meaning added to that which Dabi couldn’t quite place, or what that silent sentence in it even mean or refer to.

“well I’m heading upstairs in the meanwhile... the archway to the left leads to the kitchen who’s fully stocked, so go and take something to eat or just rest here for a while, there’s a bathroom next to the staircase, the hallway leads to the library, workshop and training field, there’s a hot spring too as well as a sand-garden. Upstairs are a bathroom and bedrooms, also a second door to the library” Shiro said giving a short summary of the rooms and where.

thought Izuku wasn’t sure he even added guest rooms in the first place it is worth checking and if not then he’ll need to add one. and even if he had added one it was most likely empty which would need fixing.

“sure” Dabi agreed, getting something to eat sounded like a good idea. He did notice that Shiro’s eyes flicked just over his head for a moment, before heading upstairs.

Dabi stopped in the opening to the kitchen with look of disbelief.

the kitchen was massive sort of expected it to be roomy and held a seamless blend of old and new thanks to the fine metals and pale stones. From the fire stove at the side next to a actual pizza oven of all things that rested on either side of the massive glass window that took up most of the wall.

a walk in storage, with a freezer and refrigerator next to it, and most of the wall lined with shelves. another wall holding several shelves at the lower half one opened for a dishwasher, with a bench-place right on top of it stretching most of the wall until reaching the sink and continue on to the corner and pizza oven. at the other side of the kitchen-bench was a normal stove.

‘seriously?’ Dabi thought for a moment, at least the appliances was normal. well apart from the fire oven and pizza oven that is. He wondered how a kid barely teen afford all of this.

Well not that Dabi knows but Shiro conjured allot to get the furniture just like he did to get his gear back. After all permanent conjuring can be used for more things then material or materialize gear from theory to reality. there’s casual uses to.

///

Dabi figured out that Shiro is Enchanter early on. It’s not that his landlord/roommate even bothered hiding that fact.

The vigilante who for some reason is not hunted by police or pro-heroes considering there were no warrant for his arrest.

At all...

Actually pro-heroes seem to think he’s also a legal licensed pro-hero as is most of the public who know of him existing.

the name choice in it’s self.

that was insanely fitting, when seen in action.

Enchanter, a mage capable of enchantments, like the regenerative properties in the bandages he uses or literal straight of rpg health-potions that might as well be called regeneration on a bottle.

Looking at his arm, was just faint white-silvery coloring on healthy no pain causing scars, instead of blackish burns and constant pain.

Going with Shiro that day was the best decision he’s ever made.

walking thru the ground level hallway who have windows covering the length of one wall the other wall blending into the arched ceiling making it almost seem as if you where outside. wooden beams seem almost as if curling roots and tree branches blending into the beams at the ceiling and mirrored on the other side.

a few doors here and there before reaching a arched double door.

opening the double doors and stopped short in the opening as Dabi stared at the octagon formed library. the Massive library, “perhaps I should have asked what shelf it was on” he murmured faintly.

Victorian inspired, dark woods and warm carpets, soft-chairs and small tables here and there. Walls lined with shelves from floor up to the domed ceiling with every shelf covered in books or scrolls. there is a balcony like second floor at the halfway point at two of the walls, spiraled staircase as much wood as metal tribal like markings decorating it and the railing..

Of course most of the walls had a sturdy metal ladder you could easily walk on attached at a ceiling border and flooring with a rail-path where you could easily pull each ladder across the wall.

Not that Shiro himself needed to use said ladders considering his wings.

Dabi still don’t get how any of this fit inside, the living room alone would, should take up almost the entire interior of the cathedral.

the bedrooms and both of the bathrooms where fairly normal in comparison to the rest. while the kitchen, living room and sand-garden aren’t as extreme as the workshop or the training room. Of course there was also the hot-spring that’s inside but walls and ceiling making it look as if you were out in space

even if the hot spring is a blessing to sore muscles... but Why do he have a hot-spring anyway?

‘wait is that an owl?’ Dabi stopped and stared. Shiro haven’t said anything about a owl living in the library or anything about any form of pets.

‘what?’

But there was a black owl with white facial patterns. the wings folded and seemed to almost drape.

no actually with the tail feathers it looked more like a cloak of sleek feathers draping down then anything else, while keen and so very intelligent amber eyes flicked to him before returning to the book and carefully flipped the page with it’s talons careful to not damage the old book.

“what?” Dabi asked out.

//////////

Shiro raised an brow as he saw the book title, Levels of Mana.

tilting his head “interesting read Dabi?” he asked snapping Dabi out of his thoughts not having noticed him coming back for the night.

“yes actually” Dabi said. “wouldn’t have found it in the library if not for your owl” Dabi said “wait what owl?” Shiro asked looking startled.

“why didn’t you tell me earlier that you got a quirked pet?” Dabi asked.

“I don’t” Shiro responded easily wondering what the hell Dabi where talking about, but made Dabi stare at him with disbelief. he’s after all seen the owl in question.

Shiro opened his mouth but closed it seeing the owl fly in and put another book down on the table, with the title Mana’s Classes on it. 

Both stared before Dabi raised a hand and gestured at said owl “that one” he said simply.

Shiro stared at the golden eyed owl, and he’d use that name loosely from what his senses where telling him. it was made of mana, radiating contained and Hidden power non-hostile but in a composition he’s only ever sensed in raid ranked summons when summoned by a summoner. 

“Dabi that’s not an owl” Shiro said faintly his status screen flited on but the results where different then he expected compared to what he was sensing.

Sen Chie

Rank: Raid

Level: s

Race: knowledge spirit

the not-owl let out a soft hoot before taking off again and this time settling on his left wing’s wrist, making Shiro’s disbelief increase.

“eh? not an owl what are you-“ Dabi started “transformation quirks” Shiro interrupted but pretty much said that while it looks like one thing it can be something else.

Shaking his wing and the owl stayed on, giving a hoot in protest, wings unfurling slightly to keep balance. it wasn’t moving.

“right so what is it?” Dabi asked.

“you don’t want to know” Shiro instantly responded his eyes flashing meeting the amber ones of the owl, with a single command of get off.

It hooted feathers puffing up refusing, making Shiro’s eye twitch, before his own feathers puffed out in agitation and the owl hooted in pain, instantly jumping from the wing to his shoulder instead.

Dabi felt a shiver run down his spine at the sight of the wings like that. normally puffed up feathers would look soft, Fluffy. this was nothing of the sort each feather held a diamond strength and resilience in it won’t yield.

the feathers edges glinting in eerily white flashing as if light on metal plates, with an wave-flame effect running along the feathers edges glinting of sharpened metals and deadly power as if hundreds of blades ready to run one thru at moment notice.

Shiro stared at the Sen Chie as feather ruffled before carefully laid flat like normal, but retained that sharpened look.

he’d rather not fight it inside or near his home. that battle would definitely destroy the area. it being raid rank thought, that didn’t make much sense, it’s mana and health was 5 times weaker then it should be unless there was another level difference between world’s again.

Well it’s not like it’s level or rank mattered. it’s not even hostile and if it where the resulting battle would be no harder then fighting another equal level adventurer.

Shiroe had been one of the Legendary Adventurers of theladasia, the landers called him archmage for a damn good reason.

you simply couldn’t refer to him as anything else and that wasn’t merely due to his power as a high level adventurer. no if that was the case then every level 90 adventurer mage would be called arch mage yet that’s not the case.

no power weren’t that simple, regardless of how inhuman his skill could get at times.

no the spirit wasn’t after a fight or it would already started that left some possibilities.  one being that it’s simply benevolent who’s highly unusual, for theladasia but as he’s never hear dof spirits outside of stories in this world...

but perhaps it was the familiar system in play.

the familiar system as it was called is peculiar. it’s a mana-bond that for the least is very fickle and extremely random. it’s when an monster of some sort randomly decide to take a liking to a specific person and decide to I’ll stick to them.

but that place on his shoulder.

Shiro’s magic reacted instinct at the threat daring to take a place that wasn’t theirs to take.

No that place on his shoulder was not for the owl, it is where Shiro’s little wisp would cuddle up at, looking over his shoulder at whatever Shiro was doing. And even if it’s not summoned he will not allow anything else try and claim that spot to ride on.

Shiro didn’t even need to say anything as the owl instantly jumped off sensing how Shiro’s magic reared, curled and twisted. Looking very startled and rather confused as they landed on the softchair’s back but didn’t push, only narrowed it eyes as if searching for something it’s missed earlier. Before giving out a apologetic hoot.  

“I’m guessing the owl is staying then” Dabi said simply

“it’s not like I can get rid of it without killing it” Shiroe responded easily.

Dabi blinked, ‘why would we need to kill it to get rid of the owl?’ Dabi wondered before deciding he didn’t want to know.

Chapter Text

it was quite tonight, which might be a good thing Eraserhead decided as he noticed a curtain white figure on the rooftops.

the same figure who delivered the folder two months ago for That-Case or Hell-Case as it was now called.

jumping over the edge between one roof to the next, and calmly walked forward, no fighting stance and the capture weapon wasn't at the ready. Eraserhead had already noticed that the not-vigilante's staff was missing.

"why don't you take a seat Eraserhead" Enchanter spoke voice calm not worried in the slightest.

The underground hero had to stop himself from freezing at the sudden request, and saw how Enchanter's blue glowing eyes shimmered thru the see thru visor. even with the visor possible intentionally acting as if a barrier something solid that's between those so very intense eyes and whoever he where looking at.

There is something distinctly unnerving, non-human about the gaze and Eraserhead couldn't place what it was. just that Enchanter's eyes were honestly scarier than Nezu's while just as sharp keen intelligence shone in Nezu's black eyes there was something else that shone in Enchanter's.

it was an raw might of hidden knowledge and unknown mysteries you couldn't even begin to comprehend.

And the feel that he was not merely looking at him but thru him right into ones soul.

Relaxing after a moment he slunk down before taking a seat on the rim just out of arm's reach, having the distinct feeling that Enchanter was curious of him.

"so you're the one they call Enchanter" the pro hero asked keeping his voice disinterest but Enchanter easily sensed the intrigue.

"the name actually stuck?" Enchanter asked with honest surprise and Aizawa instantly decided it was impossible to tell the age from it, neither deep or light, it was as if silk.

"you didn't know?" Eraserhead asked and the vigilante no pseudo-hero hummed.

"didn't expect that name of all things to actually stick but it's what I am" Enchanter said, and Aizawa picked up on that he didn't say Who... rather Enchanter said What I Am.

Interesting... Aizawa honestly didn't know what to make of the white dressed man.

Enchanter was complicated and the police knew extremely little of him, and Aizawa where now getting the feeling that Enchanter wasn't even trying to hide it.

just that he simply where a naturally elusive person that vanished in shadows as if breathing because that was simply his Nature.

"usually it's very thin slope between vigilante and villain, but as long as you don't go down that slope and commit any major crimes, I have no reason to turn you in" Eraserhead started.

"you could be a hero Enchanter"

The not-vigilante let out a laugh at that and Eraserhead couldn't help the shudder at that laugh. There was something raw in it, and nothing about it was joyful either no it felt more sorrowful an old wound torn open.

After a short while Enchanter took a deep breath, calming down. "The pro hero who don't even know me says it without any hesitation and honestly truly do believe it" Enchanter spoke and Aizawa didn't like the meaning of those words.

The silent meaning that no one have told him he could before.

Enchanter didn't explain it simply shook his head.

"People care more for flashy powers and fame then truly helping for the sake to help even in costume that any True Lights or True Shadows vanish among pretenders and fakes only after fame and fortune" he spoke.

Eraserhead was silent as the words sank in, there were silent heavy meaning of what Enchanter spoke off, but it felt as if he only spoke a small portion not the full belief.

Enchanter stood up leaving silently vanishing into the shadows with practiced ease even with his pale colors that should make him easy to spot.

Eraserhead was not sure how long he sat there or exactly when enchanter left, before stood up and moved to continue his own patrol. his mind thinking on what enchanter spoke of.

/

Shiro moved quietly, his senses tugging at him leading him toward somewhere important.

He could practically taste and feel the shift in the flow as he got closer. depending on how this went the flow of direction could suffer as major potential change as when he got Dabi as his roommate. And there's no way he's just going to ignore an opening to raise their chances to alter the Fall's outcome.

Getting closer his senses already picked up the words being spoken, and his mood darkened. 'bullies' he thought with instant distaste.

"...st give up fucking villain" someone said as Shiro moved around the corner. "still failing to become a hero" another said.

"you're never getting in you might as well give up. a villain shouldn't get in either" another said mockingly. "yeah with a quirk like that you'd better off a villain to be caught and caged"

Anger flared thru him at the words. mocking a dream, bullying and beating one down, they had no right to trample on others dreams.

"well what do we have here, discrimination, bullying, illegal quirk use to bot with assault at that, looks like we got some future thugs not even worthy to be called villains" Shiro's voice was frigid as his eyes flashed.

Shinso startled, the bullies were stared at Shiro stunned, but icy eyes glowed fiercely as the air got thicker making it harder to breath.

"you got no right telling people what they should be talking about villainous behavior. perhaps I should simply send this footage to the police, or should I simply send a copy to the reporters they'd love to public this story. the son of a famous politician with his friends exercising sever discrimination and bullying"

Shinso where gaping while the bullies they'd paled at the words "this isn't the first time you've done this either is it? Maoiri-san she's still in a hospital isn't she? what number was she first? no she was your third, and now you're thinking we'll beat him up teach him a lesson break the camera so the police can't get the footage, but then I'd simply have footage of you assaulting me" Shiro tilted his head mouth twisting into a scary smirk.

Shinso could not stop the shiver running down his spine even if he tried, while Shiro broke the bullies down with such utter ease.

"but if you did that then I'd definitely file the charge, knowing police with lie detection quirk is useful ne? that means you'd need to kill me, well not like you can I'd more likely send you to a hospital in proven self-defense and charge you with attempted murder. But are either of you willing to kill me?"

the bullies had paled to chalk white, as glowing blue eyes pierced right thru them the air felt as if trying to breath cement. the leader of the three bullies swallowed heavily stammering and slowly shook his head. "n-n-no-no"

Shiro tilted his head to the side with a deathly silence eyes half-lidded as if bored, fangs flashing from the smirk.

"then I suggest" Shiro started lifting a hand "that you leave and never bully anyone again, hire a psychiatrist, or join a volunteer group, so run along yeah?" Shiro spoke voice eerily calm.

The three gave each other worried, frightened glances before taking off, stumbling along the way but kept running.

Shinso stared at him with eyes wide looking shellshocked at the person who defended him without any hesitation.

"you okay?" Shiro asked, the pressure vanished as if it was never there, "i-I'm fine" Shinso responded sounding shocked.

"how, you're, how did you Do that?" he asked, much to Shiro's amusement at the fumbled question. Was what he did really that shocking?

"you, you just scared them off, that pressure they could barely breath and you only talked? won't you get in trouble for using your quirk like that" Shinso rambled.

Shiro chuckled interrupting the purplenetts ramble "that pressure was aura or presence making my ire tangible, anyone can learn that if they bothered but it isn't a quirk, it's just a different form of killing intent that's suited for a different use then the more common method" he responded.

Shinso stared jaw hanging for a moment, before one part of what Shiro had said truly registered. the attempted murder charge that even if they'd tried it would have failed with them in a hospital.

"can you teach me how to fight? I want to get into UA" Shinso said and Shiro blinked owlishly.

"you want to be taught by someone who might just been lying and you don't even know how good or bad I might be?" Shiro asked with raised eyebrow, wing tips fanning out slightly before folding again.

"yes" Shinso said no hesitation.

"sure" Shiro agreed, making Shinso stumble for a moment. "wait that's it? I thought you'd argue" Shinso spoke incredulously.

Shiro looked amused, "I can tell you got the dedication to put in the effort needed. it shines in your eyes, if that wasn't there" he started tapping Shinso's chest "then I'd said no because it would have been a waste of time but you won't stop will you" Shiro stated with a grin as his eyes flashed.

"lets meet up at Dagoba beach on Saturday around 8 or 9?" Shiro asked already mentally making up plans for the training session.

Shins pulled out his phone, and Shiro hummed, holding out his hand for a moment "may i...?" he started, "Shinso Hitoshi" Shinso introduced himself pulling out his phone before handing it over.

Shiro quickly went to the contacts adding a new one, before handing the phone back over to Shinso.

Shiroe

phone: n/a

e-post: Shiro

"what? no phone number?" Shinso asked noticing it missing

Shiro only shook his head with a amused smile.

but after a moment silence he answered the second question "haven't got a phone." while his visor had communication as well it's not a traditional-phone, and got some very specific contacts and at the moment only Dabi could actually reach it. he needed to be using or wearing the visor first. Perhaps he should fix that.

Shinso decided not to ask about the winged teens name. He had a feeling it was a sore subject.

Shiro's eyes flashed to the sky for a moment, "well better leave or I'll end up late, see you on Saturday and stay safe Hitoshi-kun" Shiro said giving a small wave with his hand before leaving. 'did he just read the time from the sun?' Shinso wondered mutely that was a peculiar skill.

thought there was something familiar about that name, actually there was something familiar about Shiro as a whole as if he's seen him somewhere before but couldn't place where.

/

12: Yes! Yes! Yes!

12: Enchanter got a webpage now!

Dr7co: yeah I saw, he's getting really popular even if few outside of those he saved or arrested have seen him.

H1den-m4th: I found some enchanter Merch at my local hero shop today.

12: what?!

Dr7co: for real?!

12: must have IT!

Dr7co: wasn't Enchanter a vigilante? Why would he get merch?

H1den-m4th: there is villain merch to you know. and it's not like the police has any warrant for his arrest nor are any other heroes trying to capture him which points to him not being a vigilante, but underground. They aren't on the hero rankings.

12: woah... a keyring, a poster... the cloak and visor of his suit!

H1den-m4th: how do you know he just simply didn't buy it from the same store?

Dr7co: the cloak of the costume and the one from his suit are in completely different classes. In person his cloak is way, way more impressive then the mere poster shows. Disregarding the pale gold stripe on either side the cloak is always flawlessly white to point where it feels as if myth formed tangible and bordering ominous but also for lack of better words truly magical.

H1den-m4th: eh...

12: look at the poster the visor, they made a mistake with the costume visor being solid instead of see thru.

12: wait, more impressive in person? You've Seen HIM!

Dr7co: yeah, he saved me a few months ago. Seeing him in action was so Cool!

H1den-m4th: really? Is he as impressive as the poster shows?

Dr7co: hell no, even if it's a really good pic the poster pales in comparison.

12: what?! How. whhyyyy!?

Dr7co: the poster hasn't been able to capture that inhuman n soundless grace as well as the foresight like feel of his movements nor the total comfort n ease he has wearing that suit. The poster while it tries it aren't able to show his presence either, Enchanter just feels as if a archmage royalty straight out of a elven fantasy novel, and that description may be lacking.

H1den-m4th: it's not surprising the poster lacks that, hey the key ring doesn't have feathers under the cloak either.

12: ... what feathers? wait you're right the feathers are missing!

Dr7co: mistakes are annoying but bound to happen it's not like we truly knows how his suit truly looks like under the cloak even less what said feathers are for.

12: mou... how frustrating.

Dr7aco: well I have to go, my dad's calling me

/

Sansa stared at the screen, currently going thru every post on the damn internet that even slightly mentions Enchanter. Letting out a groan, as he stared at the text eye twitching as he found something new.

Somehow someone manage to actually get some pictures of him, as Sansa stared at the picture of enchanter, cloak swirling staff in full motion to knock out the villain he where currently fighting. It was a impressive picture, wallpaper good even if not intentionally taken for that purpose, it was possible the best picture that on the vigilante no pseudo hero so far.

They can't call him a vigilante, and they got no arrest warrant out for him. Not sense retracting it 5 months in when the police got evidence that enchanter isn't using a quirk for his hero work, thus not breaking the vigilante law. And he got better record in avoiding property destruction then most pro's and there's no prof for breaking n entering either. At best they can give him a few fines but not more then that.

'is that?' he thought blankly.

"found something?" Naomasa asked pocking out from his office at the groan. After all that normally means something has been found just that one don't like what has been found.

"Enchanter got merch and a webpage now" Sansa answered making Naomasa twitch.

"why do he have merch, he's not a licensed hero?" Sansa asked holding back the groan.

"there exists villain merch too you know and he's a pseudo-hero that makes him official or official enough for this to happen with his current popularity rise" Naomasa responded. Rubbing his templet for a moment, that means an account has to be set up for enchanter that they can put the profit or his part of the merch-profit in, even if the pseudo hero can't access it until they get contact with him to give over said access.

frankly they should have expected Enchanter to get merch the moment someone managed to get actual clear pictures on him, thus got actually material to use.

There was something about Enchanter that similar to All Might even if Naomasa haven't been able to pin point what yet, but he does know that Enchanter is a lifesaver. If terrifying to his opponents he's also kind and humble from how the victims describe him and even if only truly seen by the victims he saved and villains he captured.

Naomasa already knows that Enchanter is going to become popular it wouldn't surprise him if Enchanter ranking in the popularity charts rise to the top 10 places within a year or two.

And he's not even a licensed hero yet!

'perhaps we should try and recruit him' Naomasa thought giving a sight as he stared at the screen with was that a key ring merch of his staff?

Thought they have to get an actual trail on him first and actually get in contact with him. The detective paused well it's not like he's allowed to make that call. Thought didn't Eraserhead have a casual talk with Enchanter a few days ago?

/

"Hoot!" the owl or not owl hooted in protest as Dabi entered and stopped short at the strange sight.

A small glowing see thru ball of light with giant eyes where hissing at the owl. Defensively from Shiro's shoulder and nuzzled closer from where he sat in the armchair. Letting out more of that hiss like crackle at the avian.

An actual wisp of all things.

"I'm guessing I've yet to see the wisp is because of your collars" Dabi stated, both said collars on Shiro's shirt and jackets tend to be rather lose n high more often than not.

Shiro nodded with a laugh before holding out his hand, and the wisp instantly flew to said hand using it as a small shield as it looked shyly at him curiously thru the fingers with large doe like eyes.

The little wisp is adorable and seem to claimed Shiro's shoulder as his-her-theirs? spot and didn't like the owl trying to steal it. But form how Shiro's magic tended to react neither did he.

Dabi shook his head "never mind, did you know you got hero merch now?" Dabi said and Shiro stared at him dropping the book he held in his other hand slightly as he raised a brow.

"well that went quick" Shiro said simply before shaking his head, as Dabi sat down in the sofa.

"quick? You've been around for little over a year now" Dabi stated.

"so? I'm called elusive for a reason, they only manage to get a picture off me a few days ago" Shiro said dryly to that.

"most heroes want to become famous you know, and you just go around ignoring the fame you gather" Dabi said with a laugh.

Shiro snorted and raised a brow at him. But didn't respond. Didn't need to either, Dabi is perfectly aware that Shiro couldn't care less about fame.

"why is that?" Dabi asked curiously and Shiro paused mid motion in opening up his book again.

"why don't you care for fame?" Dabi asked he may now that Shiro didn't care for it unlike most heroes who became such solely for said fame.

"should I care for it?" Shiro asked instead and the question was truly honest.

"if you want to change things you need a platform, and to have a platform you need recognition" Dabi stated and Shiro outright chuckled at that

"I don't like using fame to get what I want but I can exploit it if needed, but would this world really listen to me" he chuckled softly shaking his head at the end. Regardless of his powers he's still quirkless and that affected things allot more then it should.

"that's because no one knows you" Dabi said cutting straight to the core of the matter.

Shiro raised an eyebrow to that, faint intrigue glinted in his eyes.

"I know Shiro the Archmage the wandering enchanter, I know you're a good person possible even way to humble yet truly scary to your opponents. But I know that Musutafu wants to know you too" Dabi answered.

Shiro tilted his head looking at him curiously "a culture difference I presume? Because in Theladasia I brought as much awe and respect as I scared the hell out of others" Shiro said simply but there was a curtain amusement in his eyes at that. 'right he has a strange sense of humor' Dabi thought having almost forgotten that fact.

Dabi hummed the physically younger had a point thought. "well here people realize that you're a true hero who cares and not a mastermind planning to take over the world" Dabi said bluntly making Shiro chuckle, his eyes close in amusement.

"what are you reading anyway?" Dabi asked.

"basis of summoning" Shiro answered making Dabi blink as did the owl who hooted with a look of hope?

"why?" Dabi asked to that.

"while I'm very familiar with the theory of all three mage classes, summoner more then sorcerer I choose to practice granting surgeons and not summoning arts" Shiro said simply opening the book.

"the what?" Dabi shook his head, and Shiro held one eye closed in amusement at the reaction while the other was pinned at the fire user.

"while most main classes use the main type to refer the art to practice it like a swashbuckler uses weaponry regardless of which build you chose to wield. The mage classes differ slightly sorcerers is sorcery while summoners practice summoning, a enchanter like me practice granting-surgeon, thought the granting portion can change to master, giant or arch depending on the enchanters skill, power and experience in the field" Shiro explained.

Dabi nodded to the explanation, that made sense, "and a build is?" Dabi asked curiously he's read that term before when reading but hadn't actually gotten a explanation for what it was.

"style" Shiro responded with a single word. "build is one's chosen battle style if a bit more complex, as skills, physical stats and equipment also filters in a factor" came the explanation.

"uh" Dabi said out to that before looking at the owl. If he had to guess Shiro was reading up summoning purely due to that owl, thought he did read about summoner when he read thru the mana chapter about main classes... it hadn't interested him in the slightest. Not like healer did, thought the weapon master had peaked his interest to, after he started reading about mana it didn't click the same way the former did.

/

Shiro where ticked off, and confused, possible more confused then angered. Why the hell did Stain attack him?!

It made no sense at all. he's a shadow not a light Shiro don't give a damn about publicity or fame, even if he don't mind using it if needed, he's more then happy to ignore the fame even exist.

But no Stain still for some untold reason attacked him!

The villain had manage to slice his side open, took a while thought. As Stain noticed quickly any attack from behind just shattered the swords as they impacted on his folded wings. Much to the villain's shock as shattered sword pieces were scattered about the ally.

But Shiro's wings while recreation from his memories are still a High Level Phantasmal classed Cosmetic-Item designed to provide defenses for Raids.

He had originally gained them in the One Sin event, possible the hardest to strike Theladasia, and hundreds of adventures failed to win as normal legion raid tactics didn't work due to the area field the boss provided prevented any more then one-party form entering, and the field vision was also miniscule. But Shiroe is a Legendary Adventurer for a reason and one of the few who is capable of taking on raids solo.

but it was extremly rare for him to do so, not only because it's a nightmare to attempt it. The amount of preparation needed beforehand, so one could probbaly count the number of times he ever pulled off that stunt. he had still mixed skills and leveled subclasses in rather peculir combinations to allow a warmage build to be formed.

Thought gaining the wings as a reward for beating the one-sin boss had came as a total surprise. They quickly became a part of his character and recognizable trait and Shiroe quickly became found of them, even more so after the catastrophe.

His staff laid broken on the side, which was annoying, and impressive. Breaking a high level staff isn't something that's done easily, and the way stain moved was scary similar to shadow-blade build of a assassin. The other where most definitely at the least lv 90 to which meant S rank.

"holy shit" was heard making Shiro blink. 'that's' Shiro thought recognizing the young hero, the blood red wings was a trait that's rather hard to miss.

/

Hawks thought where to say the least surprised, he wasn't sure what to expect or think when he found the famed underground hero enchanter bleeding out in an alley. After all he's japans most elusive shadow-hero

he's also someone who's earned Hawks' respect.

after all he never thought that someone could drag the commission's skeleton out and visible, and the commission couldn't sweep it under like they normally did.

half if not more of the commission got arrested for decades others for life. for crimes that ranged from quirk trafficking, human trafficking, child abuse, child neglect, exploitation of minors, fraud, unethical medical practices and several accounts of 3rd and 1st degree murder and that was just naming a few.

frankly Hawks didn't think anyone could have helped him, considering that he doubted anyone would consider the possibility of the commission making deals and villainous acts in the shadows.

apparently, Enchanter did.

Hawks thought it's been a joke at first when and scanned the area for any signs of lying and found none.

it wasn't until later that he overheard the police talking about the Commission case, that it had been enchanter who gathered the evidence. The evidence who was so brutal and factual that the corrupt members were caught so badly and tightly that any defense lawyers hired scrambled around like headless chickens unable to do anything as the culprits where locked away for their crimes.

what was left of the commission did what they where supposed to be doing in the first place, which was things from the hero exam, to the ranking, and archives, sometimes interactions between heroes or hero to public.

after all the commission wasn't the police force.

Enchanter had given him and several others control over their own lives again.

but...

Here Enchanter was leaning against the wall, his cloak reduced to tatters as only the hood and part of the shoulder portion remained, allowing Hawks to see the wings, that's definitely a recognizable trait.

Quirks capable of true flight are rare, while not as rare as healing or warp quirks it comes closely at a third place. partial flight or controlled landing to enhanced jumps where more common if on the more unusual side. But there's no doubt about these wings being capable of flight.

Hawks keen eyes could see the strength ripple underneath the feathers with barely contained power and could most likely simply rip the harness off if he so wanted. Wait no the harness wasn't keeping them down they where protecting the shoulder and part of his back an, sides just under the arms instead of keeping the wings strapped down. The cloak most likely added a weight but with the cloths coloring and the wings they almost seemed to vanish against the coat making them hard to notice even with large part of the cloak missing.

The wings where completely undamaged, his arm and torso not so much. There was a large cut at his arm, and an even larger deeper one at his side, even the harness seem to been broken if partially. His arm simply hanging limply at the side as the white fabric where soaked in red. This isn't good not good at all.

this was not how he wanted to meet Enchanter.

"hawks?" Enchanter asked,

okay conscious enough to recognize him that's good.

"yeah hold still you're hurt pretty badly, I'll fly you to a hospital it'll be faster than an ambulance" he carefully scooped Enchanter up, making sure not to touch the feathers, as Enchanter's wings shifted slightly. There was something about them that reminded him of his own, considering the cut at his side suddenly stopped as it reached the tucked in wings the other could most likely also harden them either passively or intentionally.

"no hospital" Enchanter said, making the crimson winged hero look incredulously at him.

"what" Hawks said flatly, he could see part of the ribs for worlds sake, why is Enchanter refusing to go to a hospital? Worrying about the police didn't matter there's no warrant on him, he's not a vigilante haven't broken that yet so they couldn't arrest him and that's if they even wanted to.

Enchanter using his unharmed arm to fish out a red bottle from his bag, quickly used his teeth to remove the cork on it, spitting that out before swallowed the contents. And Hawks eyes widen slightly as the wound seem to glow slowly closing, as blood almost fully stopped the instant he drank the bottles content.

Enchanter truly was an enigma it seemed, it wasn't as much of don't want to go to the hospital as didn't need to. "that's useful" Hawks said the injury wasn't as severe as before and Enchanter didn't look to be bleeding out anymore.

"not going to arrest me?" Enchanter asked making Hawks raise a brow to that.

"you're underground not a vigilante, even if you don't have a license there's no arrest warrant out for you and what would they arrest you for?" Hawks snorted.

gold eyes flicked to look at the wound thru his yellow visor. seeing that the blood had fully stopped now, and the ribs where thankfully no longer visible, but it's still bad even if better, thought enchanter's arm seem almost completely unharmed.

Enchanter looked toward the side as his status screen flicked back on with nearly a thought looking at his hp bar for a moment and noticed that the missing chunk only recovered halfway, and his normal regain time. he grimaced slightly, he needed the bandages and possible another bottle, or he could just wait a day and it'll be gone on it's own. adventurer regen is quite useful isn't it.

"I have supplies there to fix this fully at home, don't tell anyone where I live" Enchanter said out.

"fine, where are we going?" Hawks asked spreading his impressive wingspan and took to the skies. "Dagoba forest" was the answer.

/

Hawks eyes flicked down to Enchanter for a moment, this wasn't how he'd expected to meet the elusive underground hero.

he had overheard rom the police that they want to pull Enchanter onto their team, not that the police expected him to hear it.

That statement spoke volumes.

Add the fact that others if not looking way deeper would think enchanter is a Underground pro, most of the hero society is under that belief and the police isn't changing that opinion any time soon. The fact they're considering pulling him onto their team which will be the first in quite some time.

it was how heroes came about in the first place. the last time the cops asked for help form a vigilante consistently enough that they formed a partnership was the formation of the hero profession.

snapping out of it as he picked up on a building nearby 'we can deal with that later, when he's not hurt' Hawks thought, "you live in an old cathedral?" Hawks asked as he landed carefully.

"yes" Enchanter answered easily, as the door was opened, and they entered and the first thing that struck him was Silence.

taking a breath as hawks took in the place 'he really do live here' Hawks thought idly wondering if letting the man heal up here with such a deep wound was a good idea as Hawks put him down on the sofa

"the medical box is next to the door" Enchanter stated, and the cloak as well as coat seem to dissolve into light particles? leaving a dark turquoise suit under it. opening the box, "sit down, the kitchen is past the open door if you want something to drink, I got to fix this wound"

Hawks was about to protest, surely he didn't mean to stich himself up without any kind of pain medicine?

but Enchanter where already bandaging the injury and hawks keen eyes picked up on the markings on said bandages glowing faintly on the inside.

Hawks stared for a moment but Enchanter did not even seem to be affected by the injury anymore.

"that was quick" Hawks said after a moment.

Enchanter shrugged, "I'm not in Theladasia anymore so I can't get access to a healer and even there you couldn't always get a healer. you needed to know how to use healing items but knowing how to make them also helps" Enchanter explained easily.

'theladasia?' Hawks thought filing off the knowledge for later, giving a whistle as he looked into the kitchen, even if he's not all too sure where the electricity is coming from, this whole area seem to be forgotten for better words.

returning with a bottle of water each "here you need to stay hydrated" Hawks stated handing him the other bottle.

"so why trust me with your humble abode?" Hawks asked sitting down. 'uh, the armchair is really comfortable' Hawks thought, it was soft to his wings, but also provided a comfortable support. That was rare chairs, sofas and so on rarely ever adapted for wings, gold eyes flicked towards Enchanter's own white wings it made sense that his furniture was adapted for them.

"had better gear at home and I don't trust the hospital not to drug me just to find out who I am" Enchanter said off handedly.

Hawks titled his head there was a point there "most aren't that protective of their identities especially those who don't need to worry about being arrested or have rather obvious recognizable traits" Hawks stated.

"I'm perfectly aware that I won't be able to have a civilian identity" Enchanter said simply as he lazily stretched his own wings out along the sofas spine 'was that tribal wings on the wings?' Hawks wondered amused at that fact thought the pattern was very hard to see with how pale it is, almost melding into the white feathers.

"it's only a matter of time before pro's or police request a on site meeting instead of online request, and if they don't realize who I am then, then something's wrong" Enchanter paused.

'famous online' Hawks thought perhaps his earlier suspicion of Enchanter and Shiroe being the same person is true after all.

"don't you have anywhere you need to be?" Enchanter asked, seeing how Hawks leaned back into the armchair comfortable with no intention to move any time soon.

Hawks had no intention to leave the other alone hurt when he didn't want to go to the hospital, fast healing or not. "nope" Hawks responded cheerfully.

Enchanter let out an amused sound to that.

"my sidekicks can handle things for a few days" Hawks answered easily. "but you're really difficult to find, thought would have preferred a meeting under better circumstances"

Enchanter blinked owlishly at that.

"you've been looking for me?" he asked curiously.

Hawks's gaze softened at the question as crimson feathers fluffed up slightly. "just wanted to say thanks"

"you don't need to thank me" Enchanter stated tilting his head slightly "I could sense that something was wrong for a while now"

the sentence of what he found out was way worse then expected went unsaid and he didn't need to speak it out aloud.

"you're a humble guy Enchanter, but I stand by what I said" Hawks said.

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when Enchanter woke up he felt slightly tired but his health was back to normal.

“you shouldn’t move but I’m guessing you’ve already healed haven’t you” Hawks stated.

“perks of adventurer physic” Enchanter admitted with a light shrug.

‘adventurer?’ Hawks filed the word away for later as Enchanter noticed the plastic bag who seem to be from a convenience store.

“erm, what’s with the bag?” he asked.

“you’re out of food” Hawks replied as if it was the simplest thing in the word which it probably was. “still not quite sure how you are so light considering the state of this place”

“my grocery shopping gets interrupted 9 of 10 times” Enchanter admitted rubbing his templet for a moment.

Hawks paused at that response and eyed Enchanter’s rather exasperated expression at merley stating that fact, “that explains some things about your sightings” Hawks mused at least those rumors now made sense, “what’s the deal with your weight anyhow?” he wondered.

“fay throwback, a rather intense one I’m probably actually only 10% human possible even less” he shrugged, that was the truth thought Enchanter isn’t quite sure how he’s half-alv here or fay as this world calls the race but apparently he is. it explains how he still have his racial skills and so forth he even have the tattoo on his tongue, thought the form was different from the alv symbol he used to have in theladasia.

this one more or less looks like 6 diamond-tribal feathers forming fairy wings. but it have gained a defined familiar pale white-blue color thought he’s not sure when that happened.

it took Enchanter a while to notice it, simply due to how used he was to having a mark on his tongue in the first place. it wasn’t until he noticed the different form and that didn’t raise more then a raised eyebrow and some intrigue at the difference.

perhaps the memories and very much active mana use caused pre-existing traits to become more dominant or surface?

 that would make sense as to why some traits wasn’t noticed at first.

“that would do it” Hawks agreed.

throwback genes, surfaced at random and they truly did seem to be non-human heritage. they don’t depend on any quirk mutations as the throwback is completely separated from ones quirk factor. but allot who do have a throwback from half, to 1/4 or 1/8, even 1/12 so the person with the throwback may not even know of it. allot non-human stories and myths are probably caused by the ancestors of these throwbacks, as they often come with one or several physical traits and outright quirk like abilities

considering the higher rate the throwback have the more of the abilities are unlocked.

“so what do you want for lunch, I’ll cook” Hawks said and Enchanter blinked,

“eh?”

“will need to drag Dabi out from the library later to eat” Hawks mused,

“again?” Enchanter closed a eye in an amused smile.

Hawks had the distinct feeling that it’s supposed to be the other way around.

“do he do that often?” he asked curiosusly

“sense Dabi started studying mana a few months ago yes” Enchanter responded as his lips quirked slightly.

‘mana?’ Hawks wondered if he had heard right filing the word away for later.

///

a few days later...

Shinso glanced at Shiro as the other where reading something, before Shinso continued his training run, or rather run in the sand and water on the beach.

While efficient it’s heavy and tiering, as Shiro worked him to the ground. But it as allots easier now than two weeks ago when he started and Shinso isn’t sure if the rate he’s progressing at is normal.

Either way he’s graceful for Shiro’s help and steadfast support, even if there’s a tiny voice in the back of his mind that keep whispering that someone will realize that he doesn’t deserve it, that it’s a mistake and that someone with a quirk like his can’t become a hero.

Shinso breath in heavily as he slowed, yet his body felt more, slightly warm then exhausted, ‘what’s going on?’ he wondered, thought when Shiro joined him in said training he never looked tired, which means he still has a lot to catch up.

“have you heard of quirks that need specific triggers to manifest, incarnations or throwback abilities” Shiro said off handedly making Shinso pause mid step at the information.

His mind reeling from the information he doesn’t know what incarnation means but throwback abilities he knows they’re hard to separate from a quirk at times, and that there is a few just that the throwback trait or traits don’t need a quirk-factor to work.

he also knows that the worlds population only 20% is quirkless and out of those 90% of them is over 60. late bloomers where often confused as quirkless for a time they’re always powerful and it’s also pretty rare... their quirk surfacing when their body can handle it.

then there are those quirks that surfaces later due to needing a specific condition in order to manifest. He remembers the story of a girl who fell into the ocean and manifested gills in her panic.

Was Shiro’s quirk like that? but he had wings, Shinso couldn’t stop the shiver running down his spine, the pain of something like that manifesting.

As if reading his mind Shiro smiled “the wings cause is complicated but no I didn’t go thru a violent manifestation to get them” he explained and Shinso let out a breath of relief, he did not like the thought of his friend, teacher going thru something like that.

“do you know what the term incarnation is coined for?” Shiro asked and Shinso looked confused.

trying to recall where or if he had heard that term before and came up zero, “no” Shinso answered.

“there’s three types of incarnations, scare, terror and nightmare. but they all share the trait of having memories knowledge experience of a completely different life a different time or outright different world. the first type is that the powers they had there they don’t have here or they might just not had any quirk like power to there, it’s called scare because half the time it comes with mental trauma, normally ones own death” Shiro explained simply blandly.

“the second type terror is called such because not only do they have their other lives memories and experience but they can use their quirk as replacement for whatever power they had lost, these while also carry some trauma are way more rare about 10% of those who end up as an incarnation” he continued.

“the last is Nightmare incarnation, now these are called Nightmare and not simply terror, this is because they don’t need any quirk to replace ones old power because we Still retains the power we had there, nightmare cases happens because the power they had is tied not to ones biology but ones mind or spirit thus not lost in the transition between lives, just fallen dormant until the memories surface causing them to awaken with ones memories” Shiro finished.

“you said we” Shinso pointed out and he flinched back at the responding smirk as Shiro’s blue eyes flashed brilliant dangerously white before giving a so-so gesture.

“that I did. while not completely accurate, and beats me how as it shouldn’t been possible with how that world works. I just woke up one day remembering a completely different life” Shiro said and shrugged he didn’t have a faintest clue how this happened, just that it did and while he had theories he had no way to Confirm it.

“in my other life, quirks didn’t exist but we were far from powerless, the superpower we used where equal if not superior to quirks because it didn’t follow the same limitations and everyone had it. hell everyone have it here, those with none combat quirk with training and dedication learns to use Mana subconsciously takes a bit longer and not as intense as when intentionally learned but still if partially trained” Shiro explained.

“enhanced physic” Shinso breath out in realization making Shiro flash a pleased grin.

sense quirks started ones physical limits have risen, resulting in that with training one could become way faster, stronger better than professional athletes from the pre-quirk era. but no one quite understood or knew why this happened.

“you can feel a hum underneath your skin no?” Shiro asked and there was something about that question that caused Shinso to pause. he could feel something a hum of sort he couldn’t quite place other then it felt powerful.

giving a nod as yes,

 “focus, will that energy to right behind your eyes” Shiro instructed.

“okay” Shinso started not quite sure as to why Shiro was asking him to do that but when he got it there he stumbled “what the fuck?!” he sputtered as a flickering screen appeared and vanished it looked almost like something out of a game from the quick glance he got.

Shiro grinned it was almost feral as his eyes flashed. “that is the status screen, everyone in theldasia could use it, err... unless you were a monster that is, it’s a mana trait and we never figured out why mana works with game like mechanics perhaps it’s just how it interacts with reality” he shrugged. “but the more you train, the more effort and dedication you put into it the more your mana would develop allowing you to level up rising from rank E all the way to B or A with time matching enhancement quirk on equal power, and that’s without filtering in the abilities ones mana type can grant you with practice depending on which of the four you possess” Shiro explained.

Shinso was still as realization hit him.

“game like mechanics you said” Shinso stated and Shiro nodded, “do that include a class system?” he asked and Shiro could sense the hope flare.

“sort of” Shiro made a so-so motion with his hand.

“there’s differences in the system between worlds, the subclasses are the traditional main classes you’re thinking of while main class here is more or less hero, villain or vigilante or at east those three are the most common I’ve seen so far” came the following explanation.

“did you see what color the screen was before it fizzed out?” Shiro asked.

“color?” Shinso asked confused did the color matter.

“the color of one’s status screen depends on what type of mana you got so it’s an quick way to determine if you have Will, Chi, Spirit, Magic or just happen to still be neutral” Shiro responded. “as a mage my status screen is emerald green with turquoise and electric green mixed in on black but still the mage green. said color differ from person to person in their vibrancy, lightness or darkness” he admitted as a example.

“I’m guessing the type affects how the mana is used” Shinso mused

“of course” came the response.

Shinso focused again on the feeling, and he manage to hold the screen for a little while, not used to doing so it fizzled out shortly after, but he could see the black background, and was that a color framing and highlighting it?

“grey-yellow I think” he eventually said and Shiro raised a brow at that. “can I learn it fast enough to get into UA?” Shinso asked uncertain he had no clue how long time it took to learn to wield ones mana, especially with it being more or less forgotten art here.

Shiro let out a puff of air “you’re progressing at a rate similar to a rookie adventurer without the quest boost. if you weren’t then you’d not reach this point until about 8 to 14 months from now at the earliest”

“oh” Shinso said out ‘so this rate is normal for an adventurer that is. but what’s an adventurer?’ Shinso thought wondering not quite sure what Shiro meant with adventurer other then it meant something important.

“I will give you more in depths information as needed and you can always ask if you got questions but you’ll need to research more on your own because I won’t choose for you, each type have several classes and each class tend to have several builds and that’s without counting in several subclasses who can be added for more personalization. but your training will change a bit form now on, but as your’s is already leaning to weapon master I suggest you study those” Shiro stated as a notebook appeared in his hand from what appeared to be motes of light surprising Shinso.

handing it over to the other teen who bowed his head as he accepted it “thank you” Shinso said out.

Shiro shook his head, but didn’t say anything.

///

 “feather oil, feather oil” Shiro murmured feeling slightly at a loss but this is the scale section.

“where’s the feather section?” Shiro asked.

honestly, he’s starting to wonder if he should even bother with it. while even the most basic low level cosmetic item are made to be as realistic as possible. In Theldasia cosmetic items were made with intent to change ones Appearance. it could be something casual as changing ones hair color or eye color to a tattoo. then more advance ones like ears, horns, tails, wings.

they connect to ones nerves, muscles bones and are controlled as if they were natural biological part of ones body regardless of the material of said item.

it causes an actual transformation like effects and changes on one’s body as long as said cosmetic item is equipped. That means you care for them as if it’s simply natural born part of ones physic and the higher the level and class the better the traits and abilities they grant are and the more usable the item becomes in combat.

his wings where no exception from that as the Great Wings of Wisdom is a high level phantasmal cosmetic item, and possible the hardest to get item he’s ever gotten.

The wings don’t merely provide the ability of full flight but also provide similar protection as a tank’s shield as they’re a defensive item. the feathers are akin to plates n sheets of metal n shields providing powerful defenses and protection allowing Shiro to block and tank attacks that would normally knock a mage out of commission. but they also grant some offensive abilities like the edges of metal sheets the feathers sharpens allowing the secondaries and primaries to cut thru metals and rocks in addition to the fact that a single flap can shatter rocks or bend metal due to their strength but the offensive capabilities where the intended focus the defensive ones where.

this was a specialized shop but honestly it’s not like Shiro actually needed it so it wasn’t like he’s been here before.

Shiro rubbed his templet “seriously where is the feather section?” he asked because this was not shelves with items for feathers but for fur.

“it’s on the other side” was heard and Shiro turned around toward the voice and saw a teen with dark jeans, and black hoodie, and while the bird head should have caught Shiro’s main attention it didn’t, as he absently noted the basket in his hands containing a few items of his own. feather soap, beak polish and brush kit, feather oil as well.

no what caught his attention where the other’s presence, the unique print of a phantasmal seamlessly merged with that of a spiritual entity one fully aware and sentient with their own will and emotions Shiro could almost trace.   

“Kogarasumaru?” Shiro asked more to himself then anyone else, and a tiny bird like shadow startled in the hood large unseen yellow eyes blinking rapidly at him, while the teen looked very confused at that name.

Shiro shook his head “never mind, your spirit just felt familiar to someone else I used to know” Shiro explained.

he nodded “that’s fine, I’m guessing you got a bit lost looking for an item of importance” his voice was surprisingly deep, Shiro mused.

“that it is, I’m Shiro by the way, pleasure to meet you” Shiro said

he gave a nod “a pleasure to meet you as well, I am Fumikage Tokoyami”

“you wouldn’t have any suggestions for water repellant for feathers?” Shiro asked, as Tokoyami mused for a moment.

turning around the corner, and as he said earlier there was the feather section, “perhaps, there is a few who do that, but most aren’t that good with keeping the feathers sheen. Hawks brand is good for the sheen and integrity but not as strong at water repellant” Tokoyami said.

Shiro looked at his suggestions “my mana coating is too efficient for both the integrity and sheen, but lately it’s been too much water for the mana coating to handle. they feel like dead lead then light mithril they’re supposed to be” Shiro explained flicking his wing emphasis, water scattered over the floor from the mere motion.

Tokoyami and shadow’s eyes widen as water scattered over the floor at the mere motion, feathers mowing so very slow not even managing to untuck from his back, actually only a few of the primaries managed to move at the attempt.

*heavy* Dark shadow murmured mentally, at the positively drenched wings. “my apologies” Tokoyami spoke.

 “it’s fine, you couldn’t have known” Shiro said as he took one of the oil bottles.

“to be honest I haven’t run into anyone with avian related quirks other than my family” Tokoyami said making Shiro hum.

“I actually have a fae throwback not avian quirk which are eerily similar to each other” Shiro explained, putting the first bottle back before taking another.

“I didn’t know that throwbacks could get so intense” Tokoyami mused,

“it’s rare for any throwback to get higher then 30% and mine is probably around 90” Shiro admitted pausing slightly. “this one should work” he hummed placing the bottle in his basket.

“it was nice meeting you Tokoyami but I should go and check this out, it will take hours to get all the water out at this point” Shiro said giving a wave, Tokoyami waved back as the pale teen moved to the checkout. 

Dark Shadow pocked out from the hood making Tokoyami look at him, “yes?”

“I like him, he has feathers too” Dark shadow paused. “but that name it’s familiar”

“indeed? Kogarasumaru was it” Tokoyami mused.

 “it feels like I should know it somehow”

“interesting but he did say your presence felt like Kogarasumaru’s” Tokoyami reminded.

“I like him” Dark shadow repeated.

“perhaps we will meet again” Tokoyami said.

///

“you keep visiting” Enchanter stated as Hawks entered the building, he had more or less flitted in and out of the old church turned home for the last month, half the time often having groceries with him, something Enchanter didn’t mind considering what tended to happen when he tried to go shopping.

“I’m rather curtain you are not solely coming back here due to it being quite” he stated even if he had set up the building’s zone for it to be quite which gave a sweet relief for someone with esp of any form. but Enchanter wouldn’t blame Hawks he did come back here for that reason he just didn’t think it where the sole reason.

“I don’t actually want anything from you. but I guess I want you to continue, you’re good at it” Hawks answered holding a cup of coffee before sitting or perhaps lying down on the sofa as he held it with both hands.

Enchanter blinked “say what?”

“you’re not a vigilante, nor are you like most vigilantes or even heroes. you genuinely want to help people and don’t ignore others when they need help. I don’t understand why walk this tightrope and limit yourself so much instead of just becoming a legal hero?”

“using my powers publicly would open a can of worms I’m not willing to deal with right now” Enchanter replied.

“I’d vouch for you, you know” Enchanter blinked, and luminescent blue meet molten gold.

“if I fail or become villain your reputation would be in tatters” Enchanter stated and Hawks outright snorted.

“I don’t doubt you being a mastermind on par with Nezu” Hawks admitted “but you’re Kind, Humble and Care deeply for others, you don’t even care if others thank you afterwards or not”

Enchanter looked at him curiously, before going over the current and then shook his head. “it’s not time yet” was the simple explanation

“not quite yet” he repeated

‘not time yet?’ Hawks repeated mentally.

“and you alone wouldn’t be enough, not with how quirkless people are treated, me having a throwback wouldn’t change a thing” Enchanter stated.

Hawks stared for a while ‘wait what?’ hawks thought going over the words mentally a few times,

as he went over that, “damn was so sure about the stealth quirk” he muttered, “I know that throwbacks can change ones physic, but I thought the fae wings were merely a myth” Hawks brought up the fact.

“the culture throwback has been lost here yes. but it wasn’t lost in Theladasia, mana was all they had against the monsters so either learn and advance or die to the never ending hoards” Enchanter said somewhat amused.

“are you an isekai case or incarnation one” Hawks asked because that wasn’t the first time that name and mana had been brought up, nor other terms like adventurer and so forth.

“both I think” Enchanter admitted not really sure himself but that’s the theory who makes some sense. “but I’m also rather sure my other self there is still well there due to how that worlds adventurer system works”

drinking slightly as that sank and Hawks didn’t feel as surprised as he should have been hearing that.

“mana is some form of spiritual energy right? that’s why you still have it. but what is an adventurer?” Hawks asked, anyone with even remote knowledge of games can guess what mana was after all.

“that it is” Enchanter confirmed. “as for an adventurer, that’s a tricky question” he paused how do one explain that?

“in theladasia adventurer is the generic term used, but we could also be called travelers because adventures traveled the world battling giants, undead, goblins and other monsters it didn’t matter what kind of adventure you were if battler, explorer, socialist or crafter” Enchanter explained.

“all adventurers surpasses human abilities, due to our mana being far denser stronger then that of a normal person allowing us to skip initiate and elementary state and go directly to intermediate because using mana is as natural as breathing to us. allowing adventures to grow stronger five times faster then normal if not more but it also affects our bodies”

“adventurers are insanely hard to kill high levels ones especially as the stronger we got the stronger our durability, strength, speed, and regen got. making even fatal injuries become nothing more then mere flesh wounds who we can still fight thru even if you end up with a sword right thru your chest. a cut of arm sure just reattach it, said arm won’t die even if it stay separated for weeks months even” Enchanter paused that had come as a surprise when they found out.

Hawks startled at that, because that sounded rather insane. “that’s not starting on the skills we learned and develop, as we manipulate our mana for practical Active use rather then the passive aspects of it” Enchanter continued.

“considering the game terms you use at times, I’m guessing there exist a class system and a hud” Hawks stated because without a hud those gamer terms would not become a normal part o ones every day life.   

he nodded in affirmation “anyone able to use mana can access the hud if they know of it existing that is” Enchanter chuckled.

‘so even people here eh’ Hawks thought to that.

“it’s divided in four types, Will, Chi, Spirit, and Magic who divide the main classes into four categories of warrior, weapon master, healer and mage respectively” came the explanation.

“healer being what Dabi is so interested in” Hawks mused.

“can’t blame him, healing spells are way stronger then the dominate portion of healing quirks, as it uses mana, a metaphysical energy generated by ones mind or soul all it causes if overused it exhaustion for the user which passes with a simple rest” Enchanter admitted.

that was the fact, the cause why he considered spirit stronger then healing-quirks.

it’s simply not limited in the same way.

 “I’m guessing you’re a mage if going by your namesake” Hawks stated curiously he could be wrong

“I am a Enchanter yes with assassin as secondary main-class” he admitted making Hawks blink once because that secondary came as a surprise.

‘that explains his stealth’ Hawks thought but there where a chance of that class merely boosting his pre-existing stealth which was the more likely scenario.

“wonder what my own mana is?” Hawks mused.

“the hud change color depending on ones mana type you simply focus mana behind ones forehead” Enchanter stated offhandedly. “will have blues, chi is yellow-orange tones, spirit is plum purple to pinks and magic is various green and turquoises” he counted

Hawks looked curious at that description ‘focus mana behind ones forehead?’ he wondered as he finished his coffee, that where probably a bit trickier done then described.

///

private chat;

deadtosleep (Eraserhead): you’re inviting Shiroe to the meeting, aren’t you?

seetomuch (sir Nighteye): it makes sense, his analysis is beyond most professionals and chooses to help heroes rather than hurt us. that in itself is invaluable

laughs (Ms Joke): he’s saved allot of people with those analyzations, allot of the cases where solved in a matter of hours when it took us pro’s weeks

deadtosleep (Eraserhead): true enough, he connected the attacks in Hokkaido and Osaka immediately which solved the case in three hours

laughs (Ms Joke): do Shiroe have an analyzation quirk, maybe an intelligence one?

seetomuch (sir Nighteye): we don’t actually know who he is even less what Shiroe’s quirk may be

deadtosleep (Eraserhead): would Shiroe even come to a meeting he’s been doing this for almost over a year now and we’ve yet to meet Shiroe in person.

seetomuch (sir Nighteye): point, even if Shiroe don’t accept the invite it’s worth to try

seetomuch (sir Nighteye): I don’t think anyone have actually tried to send this kind of request yet or at least I’ve not heard of it.

deadtosleep (Eraserhead): ....

///

“say what?” Shiro paused as he reread the message, he got a little earlier today.  

Mister Shiroe

I will be having a meeting with several underground pro’s and detective Tsukaiushi for a difficult time sensitive case. if you are comfortable showing up in person we would like you to be involved. and we are in need of your analysis skills.

the meeting will be this Thursday at 18;00 at this address at #### apartment complex

I ask that you do not discus this with anyone outside of the group.

that’s from sir Nighteye isn’t it.

“got something interesting?” Dabi asked raising his gaze from the book he was reading and notebook he where writing in.

“a meeting request” Shiro responded

“wait first one now?” dabi asked pausing in his reading.

“indeed I where wondering when I’d get one” Shiro chuckled honestly that he hadn’t gotten one earlier by now is a surprise.

“i thought you’d already gone to a meeting” dabi stated.

“actually no”

 Shiro answered, before writing a reply.

Chapter Text

“so only Shiroe is missing then” Naomasa stated as he noted that almost everyone where here in the small apartment for said meeting. about 10 underground pro heroes, not counting the detective in that count, nor the analyst who’s yet to arrive.

“and here he is” Eraserhead said as a knock was heard on the door.

Sir Nighteye stood up “what happened to Akihabara?” he asked the password that’s been set up to avoid uninvited guests.   

“it sank into the ocean” Shiroe answered thru the door not sure who it where that picked that password of all things. 

the others looked slightly confused, frankly they couldn’t place his voice sounding neither old or young, yet he had said the right password.

Eraserhead shrugged after all they’ve yet to meet him in person only online so the age where a very, very loose guess and apparently wrong.

opening the door the first they saw were white.

a white parka and wintery wings came out from his back currently relaxed folded and even if folded the sheer presence, the might is undeniable.

the wings seem to radiate a strength none of them could place, almost as if formed of energy as they shimmered, sparkled and almost glowed with something distinctly mysterious and Unknown.

the white color to the ice like blues n silvers flowing thru them forming intricate tribal rune like patterns that faded in and out of sight as if rain only enhanced the effect.

having light skin and dark turquoise hair, currently wearing dark shoes, and a black polo shirt turquoise tinted pants and a brown shoulder bag hanging at the side.

the heroes were shocked because this was the last, they expected. Eraserhead stilled as he noticed the eyes.

familiar eyes capable of seeing thru them into ones very soul. eyes that shone with hidden knowledge and unknown mysteries one couldn’t begin to comprehend.

“you’re Shiroe?” came the startled question and Shiroe no Enchanter gave a bland look at the question.

“would I be here if I were not?” Shiroe countered closing the door, as the pro shuffled slightly at that.

“right as we are all here, we can get started on the mission” Detective Naomasa began as Shiroe sat down in one of the chairs,

“wait, while most of us have worked with you before Shiroe we don’t actually know you” Rock Lock pointed out.

“do we really have time for that? wasn’t this time-sensitive?” Shiroe frowned slightly.

“perhaps but he does have a point, Enchanter” Eraserhead stated startling the pro’s while Shiroe tilted his head slightly.

“wait what?!” Mr Brave startled.

“Eraserhead why do you say that?” Miss Joke asked looking between the two and while Eraserhead is one of the few pro’s who had been the other in person such an accusation.

“visor or not, you’re eyes are a recognizable trait” Eraserhead stated “the way they glow to how they paralyze others and the feeling that you look right past others into their souls instead, your visor do help but it don’t stop others from seeing your eyes” he continued.

Shiroe raised a brow, ‘my eyes?’ he repeated mentally that, actually he should expect something like that considering he had been called villain in glasses before a title he thankfully hasn’t gotten here. Honestly, he has massive wings that you can’t really miss and others still recognize him by his eyes.

“is this true?” Naomasa asked,

“quite” Shiroe agreed easily.

everyone turned to Naomasa who nodded confirming the statement, as he himself tried to swallow it. they’ve tried to find information on Enchanter for over a year, close to over a year now with little to no success and now they actually have his Civilian self right here.

“and you just admit it so easily” Naomasa said as it sank in that the most elusive sort-of hero currently known just confirmed it so offhandedly.

“it’s not like I hide it” Shiroe chuckled at the utterly stunned expression the detective got as the words registered as true.

‘didn’t... hide... it’ the others thought slowly repeating that in their mind having problem even believing that statement even with Naomasa’s reaction saying that it’s true.

‘he’s just that naturally elusive?’ Eraserhead thought blankly, but couldn’t bring himself to feel surprise.

“now can we get back on track?” Shiroe asked his eye’s flashing with eerie light

“right, of course” the detective started, “we brought some footage of a few known ring members for you to analyze, Shiroe” apparently the detective didn’t know how to deal with that bomb either.

“if you’re ready?” he paused blinking as did the heroes when Shiroe brought out a notebook and quill?

 ‘why is he writing with a quill?’ was the instant thought as the pro’s n detective shared confused glances, because that’s a rather peculiar, it even looks like a tiny flared out wing as it’s made up out of several feathers in different sizes, glinting in a soft fluffy white.

Eraserhead looked at him in thought. normally people use various forms of pencils, and if they choose to go traditional a brush. So why would Shiroe go for a quill of all things.

Shiroe gave Naomasa a nod, and the footage started playing.

they could practically see gears turning in his mind and eyes, almost literally as the glow shifted and turned as if rapidly turning gears, the glow’s color shifting in various blues, and almost white making them look almost like ice or pure raw charged energy. once in a while the quill swiftly went over the page slowly filling it as not even pausing even as the footage stopped and switched to a new one.

wings stretching out in pure laziness and page flipped to a new one and soon they couldn’t even see Shiroe’s eyes as a shadow fell over him and a small smile or no smirk started gracing his lips as he continued unhindered.

the heroes shivered, staring with wide eyes...

darkness

darkness had started filling the room, shadowing Shiroe’s form. a darkness to deep that even the light from the window or lamps couldn’t illuminate his form.

like a monster out of a nightmare a figure looming out the darkness, as creeping tendrils of shadows flicked about as if trying to bring them all into their depths as well.

the air thickening, and it started to get hard to breath. then there was a soft click and it just vanished.

Shiroe looking curiously at them the tip of his quill having tapped the table, his eyes no longer cold nor could they see any gears moving in the glow anymore, rather they had returned to that normal luminescent blue.

“are you alright?” Shiroe asked, his voice smooth and calming but the others felt anything but, when pinned under that calculating gaze, and while they have all read his analyses. actually seeing Shiroe make one was definitely a completely different tarrying thing all together.  

‘what Was that!?!’ several of the pro’s wondered trying to get their breathing back together.

‘I should have expected something like that’ Eraserhead thought with a mental sight thinking back to their first meeting, how he paralyzed him with a mere glance. Eraserhead had the distinct feeling that, said paralyzation were completely unintentional.

///

‘I let my mana drift again didn’t I’ Shiroe thought somewhat exasperated sighting mentally as he waited for the heroes to collect themselves.

Sure in theladasia that don’t do any harm, here on the other hand that’s a Major problem. this world isn’t used to mana it’s more or less a lost art form and those who do actually use mana are doing so without even being aware of that mana exist or that they have it.

that means his mana, his Magic as a Adventurer and a Enchanter is dense, and immense his reserves like all enchanters far surpasses that of a sorcerer or summoner of equal level, his magic honed, refined and sharpened making it so very perfect for mana-channeling... with his control raised to such height that Shiroe don’t really have a problem creating new spells, his contract ceremony, to his more recent conjuring. 

perfect for an Adventurer in theldasia.

problem...

people in this world never actually been under the presence and pressure of any form of mana, so for someone in theladasia where his mana fully unleashed is more akin to an intense pressure making it had to move and sets flight or fight response into high gear or make you really wary.

people in this world. well as his original theory had been quickly confirmed the first few weeks after waking up here, they’d feel like trying to move thru cement while breathing thru tar.

the feel of his magic always been rather shadowy and night like, probably felt more akin to a deep darkness or abyss for people in this world, much to his annoyance.

it means he has to restrain his magic constantly.

‘honestly I need to find some solution for that’ Shiroe frowned slightly.

“now then” Shiroe started startling the pro’s who’d manage to recollect themselves, opening the notebook on the table.

“what in? what kind of languish is this?” Miss Joke asked seeing the notes, or rather the letters is that even letters? dots and circles with lines, it looked like a river or wind like circuit pattern running in vertical rows.

Shiroe glanced at said notes and promptly sweat dropped as he saw the elder-tale futhark. a rather lore heavy aspect of the game and even more important or normal part of adventurer culture. from rune masters to scribes like himself who uses it in their skills thought very different use, to ritian who often have curtain runes marking their bodies... or an explorer adventure ability to read it allowing for quests and locations that would go unnoticed.

even if most couldn’t write it, half of the adventure population could read it or at least partially, so it wasn’t really an issue there. here well it wouldn’t surprise him if others believe it’s a made up alphabet.

‘I forgot to write in latin-script’ he thought dryly, looks like his scribe habit took over.

“ignore it” Shiroe said bluntly.

‘could he be?’ Eraserhead thought, he hadn’t entertained that thought earlier, but that writing. ‘perhaps it’s worth considering’

“you said this where known ring members” Shiroe paused slightly his voice even and calm

“yes” Naomasa responded causing Shiroe to shake his head

“no” he said simply “that don’t fit what I saw nor what I’ve heard” Shiroe countered.

“I completely forgot how dangerous it could be getting supplement for the footage, but what makes you counter the ring statement?” Mr Brave brought up, because the current evidence pointed to a ring, yet the resident analyst is openly disagreeing with that.

“the way I gather information differ from normal methods so I’m not really in any direct danger” Shiroe answered as he spread out the photos of the known criminals on the table bringing out a map of the city as well.

“no they’re just smart” Shiroe smirked all fangs.

“the main problem and power of the group is the illusionist” Shiroe pointed to one of the pictures “his quirk is what make the front possible, appearing as several different people or forming illusions of people, making them appear like a large organization, which they’re using to avoid capture“

“an, illusionist, of all things” Eraserhead cursed annoyed. that would make the case harder because he can easily slip any of the other members away and they’ll not know who’s real and who’s fake.

“the group are professional, while doing some hits themselves most of the time they’re hired by various villains, so while the illusionist is their escape he’s probably not their tactician”

the quill hovered between two photos of the known 5 members who right now may as well be the only members. “the shark part is mere cosmetic his actual quirk is an elemental some form of shadow manipulation can be used to blind, trap seem to use it dominantly for mobility stealth he makes sure they can get in and out, probably is weak to light or heat due to his quirk and physiology respectively” Shiroe paused.

“the third member, is female” he said startling them as he pointed to the hazy photo. “she’s using the illusionist illusions to change form, her quirk status is unknown no matter what form she appear in there’s been no sing of a quirk use so any quirk she has may not actually have one, or it could be merely cosmetic might be an mental, reflex or sensory, but I can’t give any confirmation until I see her in person” Shiroe shrugged.

“so not only is she an unknown, she’s their lookout making sure that there’s no interference and if it is that they get out of there quickly” he stated moving to the next photo as he continued the verbal analysis going more in depth as he went along.

the pro’s where getting a bit pale several openly gaping as they listened.

‘and Enchanter’s analyzations are as merciless as ever’ Naomasa thought faintly, reading the plans and theories from the folders he sent is one thing, actually hearing the man behind them explain it in person is a completely different matter.

“even knowing what they can do actually capturing them will be hard” Sir Nigtheye frowned.

“that depends on if you’re willing to indulge me” Shiroe smiled startling them all.

‘indulge?’ was the shared thought at that comment.

“please listen” Shiroe started his expression neutral, as he explained a plan and by the time he where done, the pro’s and detective where feeling a bit unnerved.  

they’ll have Eraserhead nullify the illusionist with another one of the pro’s capturing him hindering the groups ability to escape and whatever illusion currently running. in the meantime Sir Nighteye would be taking down the get away driver thought it where only a 70% shot of him actually being there at the next heist.

Miss joke where going to knock the rock user down while Rock Lock stopped the shadow wielder trapping him.

the woman often disguised where a bit of a problem, as she’s more unknown then any other in the group. and the remaining pro’s wwould be split up between the five groups to provide support and to prevent anything from going wrong.

if this worked then they’ll catch all five of them all at once.

“these villains are professionals, but it should be even odds if you’re humoring my plan that is” Shiroe finished the temperature dropped suddenly, before returning back to normal.

the others looking a bit pale, some even openly gaping.

“I don’t think I have anything to add to that” Naomasa said faintly at the professionalism demonstrated, “do any of you have anything to add?” he asked getting several shakes and no’s in response.

“then we can end today’s meeting” the detective stated.

///

the door closed again leaving only three people left in the room.

“of course, he’d be a genius tactician” Naomasa sighted feeling utterly exhausted,

“nor is he an old retired pro” Sir Nighteye said dryly, before this meeting the entire hero network was working on the belief that Shiroe was an old retired pro who decide to impart with his knowledge and experience.

well the sheer knowledge and experience is undeniable on paper and not to speak of what they saw during the meeting in person.

it wasn’t mere intelligence, no it spoke practically radiate of sheer experience and well honed skill that takes years to reach.

“that experience, his quill, it says more about him then it does any of us” Eraserhead stated.

“the quill?” Naomasa frowned for a moment, the wing like quill-pen had been rather strange.

“instead of using a pencil like everyone else or even a brush if one felt traditional, he chooses to write with a quill like he’s done so his entire life” Eraserhead pointed out, a curtain thought having struck him when Shiroe were analyzing the footage.

Nighteye’s eyes widen as it struck him, “you mean, he could be an incarnation”

“or an isekai case, but either one would explain his skill” Eraserhead stated. “if he’s a hero of old, there’s no telling what time or even what world he’s originally from” Eraserhead said barely keeping himself from grinning.

“it don’t explain the wings” Naomasa frowned there’s nothing hiding the sheer power those wings contain the potential of what he can do with them, there was no denying that those wings where on par with hawks. but he himself had confirmed Enchanter’s recorded statement of not having a quirk of being practically quirkless.

“while very unusual a child can inherited mutant quirk trait without having the quirk factor, it might also be a throwback trait if he got one intense enough” Nighteye suggested, “but if he’s a isekai case it might just simply be world difference that their powers don’t have quirk factors to exist” he shrugged. 

“that do make sense” Naomasa nodded, before rubbing the bridge of his nose. “we now known Enchanter is Shiroe but we still have no clue who Shiroe is do we” he said dryly.

Eraserhead chuckled at that “perhaps but we do now know how to contact him, something we lacked before”

that means they not only can contact him if or when needed they can also recruit him after all it’s not like trying to capture him would do a squat and what would they even catch him for?

but it’s not Naomasa’s decision to make nor one he’s even allowed to make.

///

Shinso rested his head against the window-frame feeling utterly exhausted. he should have been asleep hours ago yet sleep eluded him, all he could think of was the training tomorrow.

knives, arrows, swords or perhaps it won’t be about weaponry but rather stealth? Shinso didn’t know hell for all he knew it might end up a theory practice or possible even a spar.

it was going to be hell.

the last few days have been hard, and he’s quite sure the writing he’s been reading is starting to blur together into something else. Shinso have been working way harder than ever lately, between the odd jobs he does for the locals in his neighborhood, his own chores and schoolwork.

that’s not even adding into the training.

training he so desperately needed if he even wanted a shot at a hero course. 

“-ey Kiddo? you don’t look so good”

Shinso jeered back startled before blinking as he saw red?

a blond haired man stood carefully balanced on the edge of the gutter, crimson wings flared out keeping him from falling down, as he stared at him with a careful frown.

‘that’s Hawks?’ Shinso’s sleep deprived mind offered, seeing Hawks raise his hands to show no weapons or any intention to attack. Shinso took a shaky breath not quite sure if Hawks is actually here or if he’s seeing things.

“I just needed some fresh air” Shinso said.

“really” Hawks said simply with a raised brow “children and teens need rest to grow, and sleep is needed for any person for that matter. a hero in training especially needs their rest” Hawks said.

“hardly I’m not in the hero course” Shinso snorted, trying to keep bitterness out of the tone.

“do you want to be a hero?” Hawks asked, to that

“I’m going to be a hero” Shinso took a breath trying to shake the feeling of not being good enough “just waiting for the entrance exam” 

“exam, purple hair, looks to need more sleep, white pupils. you’re Shinso the kid Shiro’s been training” Hawks realized and Shinso startled eyes wide as he blinked rapidly.

“you know Shiro?” he asked.

“obviously” Hawks responded giving Shinso a pointed look. “you do know that when Shiro notice your lack of rest he’ll put you to sleep, and he Will notice” Hawks stated there was no doubt about that.

Shiro already described the teen as an Insomniac as is, tells enough. And while adventurers can handle far less sleep than a normal human, especially at the higher levels you still needed rest regardless of how little.

“he wouldn’t, would he?” Shinso frowned, wondering if Shiro would actually do so, or no he would ‘but can he?’ he thought before tiredly realizing that he don’t actually know what kind of powers Shiro is capable of as a mage.

“yes he would, and while adventurer’s physic do come in handy, you still need rest. Heroes work in shifts for a reason, I’ve been rank 3 for years and never had to stay awake for more then two days in a row” Hawks started “you make mistakes when going without sleep. it affects your performance, your reflexes and reaction drops, it causes Mistakes that could be prevented mistakes that can cost you your life out on the field”

Shinso shook his head for a moment, trying to keep his breathing under control, as Hawks carefully placed a hand on his shoulder.

“I know you work allot. but you have to give yourself time to decompress, it’ll be easier to absorb that knowledge with a fresh mind, then one who’s on brink of playing with you” Hawks started “so let me take you for some food, you can chill for half an hour, and if you’re still raring to go I won’t complain. can’t say the same about Shiro tomorrow thought, Okay?” hawks asked.

 “okay” Shinso answered not able to think of anything else. even if the thought of leaving it unfinished made him a bit twitchy even if the thought of sitting back there made him dizzy. but the chance to hang out with Hawks, were not something you’d just simply pass up.

“Okay” he repeated, with a bit more strength,

Hawks grinned “good, I’ll take you to my favorite place in this city. it’s open 24/7, you’re okay with flying there?” he asked making to move to pressure him, simply standing on the gutter with easy smile and if Shinso where a bit clearer headed, he’d notice the worry glinting in Hawks golden eyes.

“yeah sure I’m fine with it” Shinso answered and didn’t really get time to react, as Hawks slides down a visor over Shinso’s eyes making sure it’s sitting properly before scooping him up with a laugh.

“lets go then. the sooner we get something into you the better” Hawks said out moments before they’re out the window and into the air.

Shinso couldn’t hold back the scream, his eyes squeezed shut, but obviously the fall never came. taking a shuddered breath for a moment as he slowly opened a eye.

Hawks can fly, that was a fact that never felt as real as it do now, seeing the land so far down, the lights still on looking so tiny, Shinso could barely keep his eyes open.

“ah, he fell asleep” Hawks chuckled softly, wings flapping tilting slightly as he turned around heading back to the room.

landing quietly wings folding before walking to the bed and placed Shinso in it.

‘I need to talk to Shiro’ Hawks thought but the mere idea of Shiro being cause for it is ridiculous, Hawks is perfectly aware of how much the mage care for others, rookies and children especially.

but he had to have some form of idea of what’s going on.

///

Hawks keen eyes picked up on a curtain white cloak at one of the roofs.

“good night, generally you arrive to my home” Shiro greeted.

“true enough” Hawks agreed easily, cheerful even, it’s true after all, he liked that building it’s silent. something that’s a blessing and sweet relief, and not something Hawks is willing to let go of.

“I met your little student tonight” was all Hawks needed to say

“it’s bad isn’t it” Shiro said blankly, keeping his emotions under tight leash, it didn’t keep his pupils from slitting or the darkness that scratched and threatened to lash out.

“you’ll put him to sleep tomorrow won’t you” Hawks

“that bad” Shiro didn’t ask but turned to look at Hawks instead of focusing on his spread-out senses. 

“depends on how much this nap will help him” Hawks answered.

letting out a sight, “adventures thrive in combat yes we’re spiritually wired for it, but too much too fast to high level will just run us over faster than we can react. his adventurer physic is young low level at the moment but it’s the only thing keeping him form being hospitalized” Shiro explained.

“and you don’t have a solution for it yet” Hawks said dryly.

“exhaustion aside he’s not showing up with physical injuries, his health is running strong but his mana is running on fumes. reporting this situation. right now, there’s nothing to stop him from ending up somewhere worse, which leaves this situation in a problem”

it’s nt as bad as his last foster parents, being ignored by the current one is better then starved, beaten and muzzled. right now it’s safe, if cold.

“I would but my body is that of a teen and I technically don’t really exist anymore other then on paper somewhere, so my emancipation is mote point. hell I exploit the quirk discrimination to vanish before I’d end up massacring the place” Shiro said agitated.

“couldn’t dabi claim the kid?” Hawks mused.

“Dabi’s legally dead” Shiro deadpanned making Hawks blink.

“okay, didn’t expect that” Hawks admitted, rubbing his templets.

“we need a possible guardian that we know won’t neglect or abuse him regardless of his quirk, before taking Shinso from his current foster parents” Hawks stated.

“and until we have that, we can only keep an eye on him, making sure that Shinso knows he have someone to turn to if needed” Shiro said.

letting go of the subject for now, “how did the meeting go?” hawks asked

A smirk flashed “they’re now aware that Enchanter and Shiroe are the same person, it’s only a matter of time before I get a message for a meeting”

“you got me as backup don’t even try to stop me from vouching for you” Hawks said and Shiro stared at him.

“if I fail or become a villain your reputation will be in ruins” he stated.

“you’re not that kind of man” hawks said simply, no enchanter Shiro he cared too deeply there’s no doubting that. if there were a problem, and Shiro can fix it he’d try to even if he couldn’t he’d still try to find solutions it’s just who and how he was.

“and there’s no lower limit on how old you can be to take the license exam” Hawks continued, already aware that Shiro’s physical and mental age is two completely different things all together.

“I won’t stop you” Shiro responded “i still want to get into UA somehow” he admitted.

“forecast something bad” Hawks asked to that, not hundred precent sure if Shiro’s ability to predict is an form of clairvoyance or if it’s insanely strong observation skills.

“war is coming” was all Shiro said causing Hawks to still.  

“and UA is in the center of it”

‘oh my’ Hawks thought. ‘clairvoyance it is’ Hawks thought

///

Tsukauchi Naomasa put down his coffee cup, his head still reeling from the fact that Shiroe and Enchanter is one and the same person. but that wasn’t a bad thing.

“you called?” Tsuragamae said as he entered the office noting the file on the desk, yet several copies of analysis for various cases all made by the same master Analyst where also on the table with copies of data and analysis gathered n made by the pseudo-hero.    

“yes sir, it’s about Enchanter” Naomasa said gesturing for his boss to close the door behind him.

“yesterday evening during the meeting who the Master analyst Shiroe had been invited to, and arrived, we found out something startling” Naomasa started as   Tsuragamae sat down.

“the Underground pro hero Eraserhead called Shiroe out by the name of Enchanter and when asked why he answered with that Shiroe’s eyes are a recognizable trait which appears to be the truth, the crutch in the matter is that Shiroe didn’t deny it at all rather he where silent until I directly asked him if it where true then simply confirmed it. even stating that he hadn’t bothered hiding that connection” Naomasa barely manage to keep the exasperation out of his voice.

the police chief looked somewhat started before glancing at the various papers.

“in hindsight that is rather obvious” he admitted, the similarity where there after all.

“we still don’t have the faintest clue who Shiroe is outside of his alias but there’s some other things about him that’s rather” Naomasa paused “confusing”

“confusing? why would he be confusing” Tsuragamae asked.

“for one instead of using a pen to write when watching the footage, he used a quill” Naomasa stated. “another is the fact that enchanter is functionally quirkless, yet have large bird of prey wings who’s anything but merely cosmetic I have no doubt in my mind that those wings are capable of True flight”

the police chief blinked surprised at hearing that of all things.

“Sir Nighteye suggested two potential theories for the wings, the first being that he got a inherited trait or intense throwback trait, both cases proven capable of it regardless of how rare or unlikely.” Naomasa paused

“the second theory is that Shiroe the Enchanter is a isekai case causing the wings”  

Tsuragamae mused at that either theory was possible unless Shiroe somehow where able to lie to one of the strongest truth quirks existing.

“Eraserhead also suggested the possibility that Enchanter, is a incarnation which would explain his skill, experience that had everyone believing Shiroe was an old man.  that he uses a quill instead of a pencil do point to that” Naomasa continued. 

“but we don’t know which theory that is the truth” the police chief stated before going quite taking in the new information he’s just heard

“should we work with him officially sir? both the data and analysis he provides have proven invaluable, Eraserhead is also willing to vouch for him” Naomasa pointed out.

“well it’s not like trying to arrest him would get us anything other than annoying him” Tsuragamae sighed scratching a ear perfectly aware that they don’t actually have anything to hold him for and at best if they manage to push they might get a fine on him for some reason.

“but it is better to have him with us then against us, I want to hear any information Enchanter shares with you, and I’d like to meet him myself” 

Naomasa smiled in relief “I’ll arrange a meeting, sir” Naomasa answered.

Chapter Text

H1den-m4th: Guys!!! are you seeing this! am I seeing things?

H1den-m4th: I am seeing right?! Right??!?!!

H1den-m4th: Enchanter made a PUCLIC APPARANCE in Musutafu!!

Dr7co: what?! no way! sHow me!

H1den-m4th: just check out his fanpage!! there’s tons of photos and even videos there!! allot of people saw him.

12: well he is gaining allot of popularity not to start with his skill. wouldn’t surprise me if they’re trying to recruit Enchanter or turn him into a official hero

H1den-m4th: wait isn’t he already a hero?

12: sort of. it gets confusing fast. from what I can guess he’s playing the vigilante laws or the laws used to mark one as a vigilante as he’ not breaking those he’s not a vigilante but he’s not gotten an official license as a pro-hero either.

12: Enchanter’s an pseudo hero for better words.

Dr7co: is it really possible? I thought you had to go to hero school to becom a hero?

12: nah, vigilantes came first then government made some legal by recruiting them, these legal heroes then went on to take apprentices who became legal heroes themselves due to the sponsoring.

H1den-m4th: I remember that one. it’s an old law, from before hero schools, but anyone with hero recommendation can take the exam.

12: as hero schools where established the apprentice method fell out of practice but the laws for the recommendation and the toher for recruitment are still around.

Dr7co: so you can become a pro hero even as an adult?”

12: yep. but you need a hero to speak up for them.

Dr7co: enchanter wont’ have a problem with that. he’s amazing!

H1den-m4th: either way it’s better now we got Good pictures and videos of our favorite Hero! I even got a new screensaver!!

12: is it me or is enchanter’s name sake appearance more intense in this pics somehow?

Dr7co: it’s due to the pictures are taken when he looks more relaxed it brings that ethereal feel up some levels and makes the pics looks more real.

H1den-m4th: more real uh...

///

‘why’s hawks here?’ Eraserhead wondered seeing the daylight hero waiting near the door camly.

“hey Enchanter” Hawks greeted as he saw the pseudo hero.

“Hawks” Enchanter hummed as they clasped hands or elbows with each other, appearing to be on rather friendly terms.

‘that explains why Hawks is here, they probably met on a patrol or something’ Eraserhead thought before shaking his head and approached. noting how both avians’s attention glanced toward him.

‘Perhaps they’re more similar then sharing wings’ Eraserhead thought dryly, “well then are we going in for the meeting who apparently Hawks is joining us on?” he asked enchanter giving him a bored look before opening the door.

“good to see- hawks?” Naomasa paused confused as he noticed the other hero. 

“i’m here with Enchanter” Hawks said simply.

‘with me? you practically moved in’ Enchanter thought to that statement.

“right, well it’s good that you got here without problems” Naomasa said turning to Enchanter and a shiver ran down his spine the moment he saw him.

meeting Shiroe while he’s going casual and meeting enchanter in full gear, was two completely different matter’s.

the eerie white color shimmering off his cloak, to the blood spun vines wrapping around dark wood of his staff.

the silvery visor acting as if a shield hiding his eyes from others as a beguile deception as the ghostly blue eyes glowed with ethereal mist, tangible mysteries and hidden knowledge when his cloths only made that sensation more evident harder to ignore as it almost became tangible.

Enchanter looked every much the picture of his namesake.

an grand mage of highest order, and almost seem to radiate raw untold and forgotten mysteries. it where actually a bit jarring seeing him in full gear after having seen him in casual, the stark difference.

no Naomasa decided, it wasn’t like it weren’t there, the wing spoke of a similar feel, just it where muted.

now it flowed forming an pressure in the area thankfully not anything like that...

darkness.

Naomasa glanced at Hawks who didn’t seem bothered or even react and h weren’t sure what to feel about that.

“lets get to the meeting room then” he said, gesturing deeper into the building.

///

as they arrived to a rather comfortable break room, the police chief Tsuragamae were already there.

standing up and held out a hand “I’ve heard allot about you Enchanter. I must say you’re the most elusive person we’ve ever had to deal with”

shaking his hand Enchanter gave him a sheepish smile at that. “I’m afraid slipping into the shadows is an unconscious habit at this point”

sitting back down, as they took other seats in the room.

“down to business, you’ve probably already guessed we want a partnership with you”

Enchanter nodded to that. 

“why did you become a vigilante instead of becoming a legal pro?” the police chief asked,

Enchanter chuckled closing one eye for a moment,

“I can’t remember ever using a quirk” Enchanter said tilting his head, Hawks lips quirked as a curtain portion of that statement went over the others heads.

‘they haven’t realized it yet have they’ hawks thought amused holding back a chuckle fully aware of Shiro’s quirkless status. something that’s quite the head twister when you filter in what he can do.

“who are you?” Eraserhead asked.

“Shiroe the Enchanter of course” Enchanter answered.

“your real name”

Enchanter didn’t respond to that.

“how old are you?” Naomasa interrupted as they realized they weren’t going to find out Enchanter’s civilian name. unless on some off chance it is Shiroe, and they need to find a different birth name to locate who he really is. the detective stilled slightly at the train of thought.

“what a difficult question” Enchanter started not quite sure what to answer, as it had mainly two conflicting answers.

 “you really are an incarnation then?” Eraserhead asked because the response lean to it. those cases had two separate ages their mind as in how long they lived here and their other life, then the second age being how old their body is.

Enchanter gave a kind-off gesture to that. “yes and no” he started making Naomasa rather confused as it registered as true. “it’s more complicated then that, and while I can be called an nightmare class incarnation it’s not all that true, as my other self isn’t dead” he shrugged at the confused and surprised expression the other three got at that.

“I just woke up one night wondering if my luck was bad enough to be shunted into another world until I noticed the difference in my physical age were different. my current theory is some form of resonance causing me to gain my own copy of my other selves memories. my other is probably unaware of any of this even happened” Enchanter explained.

“right, are you japanese?” Naomasa said his quirk still registering it all as true.

“yes” they all blinked at the bluntness of that.

 “so that other world is a version of japan?” came the following question.

“landmasses yes. country no. Yamamoto have the same landmass as japan but different history” Enchanter explained.

Eraserhead frowned for a moment ‘shunted into another world’ before the earlier words repeated in his mind.

“you’re presence in that world was a isekai” Eraserhead stated making Enchanter nod in confirmation. and while it’s not that simple, the general can be summed up as such, and it’s not like Enchanter has any intention to explain the intricacies of what happened to theladasia or the adventurers.

“okay” Naomasa mused, “why did you become an unofficial hero?” Naomasa repeated the earlier question, not actually gotten an answer other then his lack of quirk use.

“I decided that if I were going to kept ending up in situations then I better do it properly, rather than halfhearted annoyance at idiots interrupting my grocery shopping” was the dry response.

“you’re telling the truth” Naomasa blinked incredulously.

“you do know that most vigilantes just want to use their quirks in public” the police chief stated.

“well it’s hard using something you don’t have” Enchanter said offhandedly making Hawks chuckle, while the others sputtered in shock.

“tell me he’s lying” Tsuragamae chocked, turning to Naomasa who just shook his head. the information slowly sinking in

“he’s telling the truth” Naomasa said stunned pausing slightly “you have wings” he said, thinking back to the theory of throwback of some sort.

“they can be called a culture-throwback, as stories of fae in ancient times spoke of wings and flight but I believe our methods differ” Enchanter stated

“cosmetic items in theladasia are as the name implies, and exit in several different forms, but all changes and alters the wearers appearance in one form or another making you harder to imitate. they can be anything from horns, animal ears, tails, wings, even tattoos or prosthetic and so on. but they’re very biological like even if their material isn’t. when equipped they act and behaves as if a natural biological part of the user, linking to ones nerve system, senses, musculature and skeleton, thru transformation like activation”

“the way an cosmetic item merges with you upon activation makes it appear as you the user where born with it. of course this always come with some perk minor or major that made them popular for adventurers. a pair of cat ears would grant enhanced hearing, a tail would come with extraordinary balance. wings and flight as examples but the higher the level the better the quality and perk granted” he explained.

“as the cosmetic item links and merges with ones body ones original dna is left untouched, even with the physical changes it causes as it function without it. it’s still an item that can be removed if the user chooses” Enchanter paused slightly. “while I can take them off, I’m used to having my Greater wings of Arcane being without them is outright strange and alien not to start with that removing them would destroy my balance for weeks, and my fae instincts don’t agree with taking them off” he admitted. ‘especially not with the perks granted and what I went thru to get them’ he thought.

“in other words a culture throwback using another worlds method” Naomasa summed up stated.

“more or less,” was the response

“illogical, this changes nothing” Eraserhead shook his head. “quirkless, throwback or not, you still. err ran circles around us all” that sounded almost painful to say out loud.

“I’m guessing you’re not willing to share your identity with us?” Tsurugamae asked already suspecting the reason for the following answer. 

“and the point would be?” Enchanter said dryly perfectly aware that his current self don’t exist on paper and with how quirkless people are almost invisible to societies current laws.

knowing his civilian identity won’t do a squat because it’s not real or exist anymore. 

“what if we could get you a license?” Eraserhead cut in, catching Hawks attention and startled Enchanter who blinked owlishly.

“what?” he asked.

“a hero license” Eraserhead repeated.

“it’s not that easy” Enchanter said simply.

“you’re the #1 sort of vigilante in japan” Naomasa deadpanned. “I’m rather sure you can pass the license exam, and considering Hawks presence you probably have two heroes sponsoring you”

“I’ve already given that offer before, but there was something of me not being enough” Hawks interrupted.

“that’s because of the reaction to a quirkless hero, others will try to hinder or outright stop that from being possible. my magic and abilities don’t filter in” Enchanter admitted pulling a hand thru his hair.   

“magic?” was the shared question.

“theladasia don’t have quirks. their powers came from mana, a spiritual energy from ones mind and spirit not ones physic. you could be a warrior and use will typed mana, weapon master who used chi or healer using spirit. and mages like Shiro here uses magic typed mana. it’s something that can be learned with but takes time effort and dedication thought it’s a lost art in this world” Hawks explained.

pointing at Enchanter “he haven’t used any spells or visible magic due to the can of worms that would happen here” Hawks continued.

“I see” Tsuragamae mused

“illogical, you’ve proven yourself more the capable that being quirkless don’t matter and that’s while apparently holding back” Eraserhead pointed out.

“and I’m still going to vouch for you” Hawks stated cheerfully.

“you’ll be sponsored by two pro heroes, but also get the police chief’s backing” Naomasa said.

Enchanter thought would that work? glancing into the streams and watched how they moved yes he would probably get a license, it would also make manipulating the current easier, as he’d be in a better position to make real impact on the events.

“guess it’s time” Enchanter chuckled, “but that will be your headache, I have no illusion that others won’t try and stop you. I am still quirkless after all, magic wielder or not”

“agreed” Tsuragamae said “but I would like to know what you’re capable of”

Enchanter stared while hawks grimaced that was a hard question to answer to say the least. “unless you’re going to learn it, a analysis or even demonstration wouldn’t be enough as mana is far more versatile and freer then quirks. I know the general gist from learning to use my own mana. but Enchanter here’s an capital Arch mage” Hawks interrupted.

“Hawks’s telling the truth, unless you’re after learning to use your own mana, then a demonstration or even an analysis wouldn’t be enough to comprehend what it actually means” Enchanter explained.    

“I’m not hiding that I’m an incarnation, there’s no point in that. but mana is something you understand by learning to use it. or all you’d get is a general summary that you may not even be able to understand” he continued.

Tsuragamae and Eraserhead glanced a Naomasa who looked mildly startled.

“welcome to the team, Enchanter” Tsuragamae said making his decision and held out his hand, as Enchanter accepted the handshake.

///

a or what looked to be humanoid sludge moved quickly thru the streets,

“go on try and catch me. if you can that is” the villain said out as several civilians fell to the ground or moved out of the way not wanting to be hit by him.

“don’t fret, somebody’ll come” a civilian said out watching as someone else exited the store holding a bag in his hand.

“he’s probably taking advantage of that commotion from earlier this morning. guess there’s tons of people who don’t know what to do with their quirks huh”

“no end to ‘em”

buffing up seemingly unnoticed by others around them.

“yes there is, why you ask?” he started as the villain turned their head and felt dreed.

“for I’m here!” All Might declared

elsewhere, Shiro turned toward the direction of said commotion with a distinct frown.

“a sun?” he wondered placing a finger at the side of his head to help focusing. that energy it just appeared, mana or no not mana? similar almost as if it merged with the users mana, causing that flare.

but moments earlier it wasn’t there at all, it had felt no different from anyone else. so who or what?

‘someone able to suppress their mana? no probably not that’ he thought. that energy before it flared up like a burning sun it where muted, not dormant but suppressed.

whoever it was their energy reached very high reserves for some reason.

he where following another who’s energy felt slimy for better words.

“urgh that feels disgusting” Shiro groaned.

///

Katuski muttered to himself as he walked down he road.

Aldera hadn’t changed at all, sense Izuku’s disappearance, and Bakugo still weren’t sure what to think of the fact that Izuku needed to vanish for him to realize just how bad that place is.

or the fact that he messed up badly and wasn’t sure how to fix it.

“damn it I can’t even apologies” Katsuki cursed complaining as he kicked a can away.

“well what do we have here, a body suit in my size”

a massive sludge like form slid out form the ground behind Katsuki reaching out around him.

“it’s okay kid, I’m just gonna use your body for a bit so cool it” the sludge villain started as Katsuki struggled.

“I’m saved, you’re my hero. I never counted on that guy paying this town a visit”

‘damn it’ Katsuki thought “Let go of Me!” he shouted.

“and one with a tasty quirk too” the sludge grinned as he saw the explosions, not that it where doing much if anything to him.

‘come on I need to get loose!’ Katsuki thought, but trying to move when sludge where literally trying to swallow you.

it didn’t take long before both where at a larger street. People screamed, running away from both the destruction and the villain.

“it’s taken someone hostage” Deatharms said out seeing Katsuki trying to get lose.

“how dare you pray on a child!” the pro shouted, jumping into the air before attacking, but his punch didn’t do anything actually it seemed as if his hand was sinking into the villain.

“what the hell is this?” Deatharms said out as he tried to get his hand out, “some kind of goo?”

a whip of sludge lashed out sending Deatharms into a metal door. “you okay deatharms?” a pro asked

“watch out!” was heard as both dodged the following attack.

“stay back or I’ll snap his neck” the sludge villain said pulling back the sludge tendril

 “Damn it Let me GO!” Katuski screamed out, as the sludge stayed on as a explosion went off pushing the heroes back a bit.

“you got so much power, I really hit the jackpot with a quirk like yours under my control I can take All Might down with one Punch” the sludge villain grinned as his from twisted rising further.

“oh no, it’s no go for me unless it’s two lane street” Mt Lady said having problem getting there  as she was more or less stuck behind a few buildings.

“fire and wood don’t exactly make a good combination” Kamui Woods said as he pulled several civilians from the burning buildings.

“don’t’ look at me I got my hands full putting out the fire” Backdraft said out as he tried putting out the flames “where’s those firetrucks?” backdraft called out turning his head to the side.

“he’s to fluid too grab and he’s exploiting that poor kids quirk. thanks to that this is virtually a minefield. he’s triply untouchable”

“this quirk is great! I won the lottery with this guy. and once I take ti for my own I’ll have my payback against him!” the sludge villain said.

‘like I’d let some gutter mud guy swallow me whole!’ Katuski snarled mentally before a larger explosion was set loose

“Look out!” a pro called out as the villain struck again forcing them back. 

“shit! not one of the heroes on the scene can tackle this guy! it’s no good none of us have a quirk to stop a villain like this!”

“we got to do damage control until someone with the right power shows up”

“until then let’s keep the damage under control. somebody will come soon for him” backdraft said out putting out some more of the fire. shaking slightly in restrained anger ‘sorry kid you just got to hold out a little while longer’ he thought.

“damn it, I can’t get a grip on that weird body. if I only got more power, I could blow this guy away” Deatharms cursed clenching his fists.

“there’s still plenty of people to save” Backdraft said out dosing the fires not that it was doing much with how wild the flames have gotten.

“I think every hero in the city is coming” Kamui Woods said pulling some more civilians out of the way.

the villain laughed as it started getting harder for Katsuki to move, ‘damn it!’ he cursed mentally.

///

nearby All Might leaned against a lamppost ‘I’m pathetic’

‘all that time I’d failed to notice’ he thought. 

“why are all the heroes at a standstill?” someone asked

“the guy’s got some middle schooler hostage” another answered.

 ‘hostage?’ Shiro thought picking up the other comments around him.

“I see so that villain, is the same one All Might was chasing earlier right?”

“All Might? seriously he’s here?!”

“yeah I saw him a second ago.”

“in that case what’s All Migth doing now!??” someone else asked.

“that’s, Katsuki?” Shiro said slowly, before red eyes met with glowing blue.

“hey what’s that kid doing?!” someone shouted as Shiro moved. visor appearing in a instant he tilted his head to be shadowed by his hood, some of his gear materializing with a simple thought.

“!” All might was shocked as he saw him run forward. 

“stop you’ll get yourself killed!” Deatharms shouted a hand reaching out but Shiro moved fluently out of the way of the incoming attack without pausing, flinching or hesitation.

”I’ll blow you to pieces!”

Shiro weaved thru another serious of explosions shattering stones and flames, to the whip like tendrils in a manner All Migth found familiar as if Shiro knew exactly where the attack would come.

‘Izuku?’ Katuski though in total shock because that’s Izuku right? but he looks like a completely different person.

fierce.

sleek form, fair skin and his hair softer, flowing in shoulder and chin long bangs, a turquoise color rather then green he had before.

the hood of his white parka jacket where up shadowing his face making it hard to see but Katuski saw green eyes weren’t green but blue behind the silvery visor.

having a black ppolo-shirt under the jacket and you could see the brown leather belt with bag attached at the side, his pants grey green colored tucked into the black boots who had metal plates decorating parts of them as if armor.

‘is that Izuku?’ Katsuki could not help but to wonder, if it where he’s changed allot.

shifting slightly as he picked up a rock and unseen flicked toward the villain with keen precision.

the sludge villain jeered back as the rock struck his eye. the sludge like form slipping off Katsuki’s head allowing him to breath.

reaching forward as he grabbed Katsuki and pulled.

his torso and arm where out by the time the sludge villain regained their composure, a tentril lashing out to strike with intent to harm.

“don’t get in the WAY!” the Sludge roared out.

Shiro shifted wings moved, the moment the explosion covered the area with dust, smoke and fire.

Katuski felt dreed for a moment.

‘he dodged?’ he thought with pure disbelief as did everyone else at what they saw.

he had to have dodged because there wasn’t a sign of damage, a smirk tugging on his lips as the visor flashed a brilliant white and with a final tug he pulled Katsuki free.

“YOU BRAT! I’LL KILL-!” the villain roared before he sputtered as a wing struck them in the head.

splattering the villain against the walls and ground.

“urgh” Shiro groaned flicking his wing to get rid of the sludge that tried to cling to him.

it where silent for a moment.

“that was Awesome!” someone shouted.

“wait is that enchanter? without his cloak?” someone interrupted causing whispers to break out.

Katsuki took a gulp of air, ignoring the crowed as he turned to face Shiro.

“come on lets get you checked out” Shiro said and Katuski jeered back slightly.

‘it’s not him’ he thought even if uncertain as he where being lead away.

///

“thank you Enchanter” the EMT said out startling katuski who turned to look at Shiro.

“I didn’t know you had wings, it do explains the feathers thought” she continued, as Shiro raised a brow “my dotter is a fan” was the explanation.

“I see” Shiro hummed. 

“now lets get name and quirk so I know if I need anything special” the EMT asked, afer all you never know if ones quirk threw a wench into things when it came to healing.

“Katsuki Bakugo, my quirks’ explosion” Katsuki answered, as a police officer requested to talk with Shiro.

it went well until he picked up what the others where saying.

Katsuki who where glancing at him noticed the very distinct frown, he had the suddenly had the feeling that they’d been judged and found Lacking.

“enough” Shiro cut in shutting the trio up and instantly drew the journalists attention and interest. “why are you praising the kid’s quirk when he got caught by the villain, who said quirk made an already lethal situation even more volatile when you three where to incompentent to do a squat abouot it?” his voice wher even but it didn’t stop them from flinching back.

“none of us could get a grip on the villain” deatharms responded, but at the blank look he resieved it felt more half hearted.

“we were waiting for someone else to help!”

“idiotic nimrods can’t you think or is that head on your shoulders there for looks?” Shiro asked honestly wondering if they could think for a moment.

“if I hadn’t intervened, then Bakugo would definitely be dead right now due to your incompetence” Shiro said bluntly. making Katuski recoil slightly at the reminder of how close it where.

none of them would meet his eyes.

“I’m not even on duty. I were heading to the store for groceries for worlds sake when I heard the commotion. and if I had chosen to head to another store I wouldn’t even be here!” they flinched at that.

Enchanter where very much ignoring that everyone where probably watching as the journalists where recording it with glee that’s almost tangible. he’s rather curtain that it where on live TV if he read that expression correctly.

“you’re pro heroes. waiting around for someone else with more convenient power isn’t an option. heroes can’t afford such ridiculous notions. one mistake and you’ll pay it with blood as someone dies or is brutally harmed because you weren’t good enough to make due without quirk use and actually use your head, you can’t just expect that someone else will or even can arrive”

“the sludge villain’s body is non-corporeal yes, but his eyes and teeth definitely weren’t and anyone can see that. wait for someone with convenient quirk. of all choices” Enchanter took a breath “all I needed to do was hit him in the eye to get Bakugo time to breath, then pull him out. your quirk wasn’t even needed, I sure didn’t need any to knock him out!” Enchanter stared at them for a moment.

“you don’t need a flashy quirk to be a hero” he said and allot of people stilled. “passive or subtle can be better, but ability to use it don’t matter if you can’t act without one”

several stared at Enchanter with wide eyes, and it’s clear that he’s less them pleased right now.

“well now that the scolding is done” Hawks cut in startling everyone, as Enchanter simply let out a amused chuckle. the others stared thought as there’s Hawks, currently carrying two grocery bags from looks of things.

“I thought I could do my own groceries this time” Enchanter spoke exasperated.

“well clearly you can’t do groceries without catching a villain” Hawks stated.

“it’s only 9 of 10” Enchanter said dryly.

“you two know each other?” a journalist asked.

“yes” was the shared response.

///

12: did you see that?

H1den-m4th: I saw, I saw, he saved the hostage when the other pro’s weren’t doing anything and he weren’t even on duty!!

Dr7co: but did you hear his comment. you don’t need a flashy quirk to be a hero?

12: yes. everyone’s talking about it. the other pro’s taking allot of heat for their mess-up to.

Dr7co: that they are.

H1den-m4th: still trying to wrap my head around the fact that Enchanter got wings same class as hawks red ones.

12: did you notice that he have tribal wings on his wings?

H1den-m4th:  wait what?

Dr7co: hey you’re ring, the blue tinted color do form tribal wings!

Chapter Text

Shinso took a gulp of air, as the bo-staff struck hard sending him hurtling backwards into the soft sand.

fighting on sand and near water made the spar harder it do make for a softer landings. he decided.

staff twirling lazily, and Shinso knew that Shiro weren’t going serious on him. ‘he’s probably playing around’ he thought dryly.

“do you want to continue?” Shiro asked.

“urgh”

“we train so that we can learn, so that any mistake we do while training don’t happen out on the field” Shiro stated, as Shinso grabbed the boo-staff who had fallen to the ground.

“because one mistake there can cost me my life or the lives of others” Shinso answered while pulling himself up as he repeated a fact Shiro told him early on.

“indeed” Shiro responded before tilting his head waiting for Shinso to gather his breath. “while not as extreme in this world. if you falter, if you hesitate then it can cost you your life or that of those you protect. mistake isn’t something we can afford. even if you are completely outmatched physically, keep the other at bay occupied until backup can arrive or just out trick them instead your body isn’t the only thing you got at your disposal” Shiro explained.

standing up Shinso grimaced slightly “but I don’t think staff is my weapon” he grimaced slightly.

“perhaps we shall use a bow next time” Shiro shrugged absently “while having one trick and all may be good but it isn’t enough in the hero business, not if you want to get good at it”

Shinso sighted, tightening his grip.

“center of balance” Shiro repeated causing Shinso to shift his grip a bit to re-find it and didn’t get any more time then that before Shiro was upon him. staff in full motion and he manage to block a few before a hit struck his hand just before another struck his stomach.

his own boo-staff were sent into the ground and Shinso landed in the water with a surprised sputter.

“why not sword?” Shinso asked out.

“just because I can use swords don’t mean I’m good enough to teach it” Shiro said bluntly “and what do you plan to do. put down your bow to bring out a sword, then search for where you put your bow? don’t be ridiculous” he said dryly. assassins, bards and kanagi who picked bows as their weapon of choice didn’t go around switching weapon in mid combat. no you got a bow and used it, making sure the enemy didn’t get close enough and if they did then make sure your bow can act as a staff when needed.

Shinso sighted and didn’t argue that statement. it actually made allot of sense both statements that was.

but a thought struck him, every time he’s seen the white fae with a staff he’s never seen him drop it. either by accident or by a strike.  

“how come you don’t ever drop it?!” Shinso snapped out before he could stop himself.

Shiro closed a single eye smiling amused at the mere question. “as a mage I formed with a staff at hand” was all he said and Shinso didn’t know what to make of that, if Shiro was being literal or figural.

///

elsewhere while those two where training, Eraserhear or Aizawa were watching a footage at Nezu’s request and weren’t quite sure what to make of said request. the fact that Enchanter, Shiroe had caught the chimera’s attention was one he wasn’t sure was good or bad.

on the other hand it took a while, or well no, Nezu had tried to locate Shiroe before the meeting a few weeks ago.

they still don’t know where the now more or less official underground pro lives, and it wasn’t like Enchanter where intentionally hiding himself. no, that insane stealth of his was passive subconscious something enchanter did without a second thought about it, and if Aizawa didn’t really want to know how good he could be in that if Enchanter actually tried to hide.

his memo when dealing with villains hadn’t really changed, he where still doing it mostly quirklessly. with at times using his wings for defense or offence seemingly out of nowhere. but that made them wonder what he could truly do.

but this footage like with the sludge villain incident last week where in a really good condition. showing enchanter saving people from a burning building avoiding both fire and falling debris moving toward the victims still stuck inside as if he knew exactly where they were, but there was something not quite right about this footage.

seeing enchanter roll out of the moments before the heater exploded in the footage. there was something so very wrong with that picture. 

 “did you see how he avoided the explosion?” Nezu asked giddy.

“he rolled out of the way” Aizawa answered, making the principal giggle.

“interesting but I asked if you can see it. play the footage frame by frame this time” Nezu ordered.

Aizawa did as told not knowing what to look for, but he blinked at what he saw. he expected to see Enchanter walk past, roll out of the way when it exploded, but that’s not what it showed.

replaying the frames again. seeing how the heater exploded, flames flying towards Enchanter, who simply stood out of reach.

it where missing no it was as if it never where there in the first place, but Aizawa could sworn...

“like someone made a jump cut. your mind fills in the gap who shouldn’t be there with a logical explanation” Nezu said paws together with a smirk gracing his muzzle, before opening up the footage of the sludge villain incident.

frame by frame, this case similar. one frame you saw the wings flare out, the next they where almost folded around him and then dust and fire of the explosion covered the area. as the dust settled, the wings where back folded behind him thought one of them leaned more forward against his side then the other.

Aizawa frowned, he knew it couldn’t be a quirk, the guy’s quirkless,

“it looks like a high speed quirk, or temporal one” Aizawa stated. 

“possible, Ticktock was able to move at such speeds but I think it’s some form of spatial manipulation. however that don’t explain his ability to locate the victims to such precision or how he was able to calm them so easily even less dodge the explosions, debris avoiding damaged ground” Nezu counted simply sipping on his tea..

Aizawa stared at Nezu.

“possible time manipulation, some form of clairvoyance, a enhanced senses not to speak of the potential teleportation, intangibility and mind manipulation, of course space manipulation as well as enhanced physic from speed to strength and agility. and when taking in his wings, flight, hardening just to name two. we’re lucky that Enchanter is someone who wants to help”

Aizawa where shocked, while Enchanter called his mana magic that, that’s still beyond ridiculous.

but...

Enchanter’s eyes. they’re constantly glowing which normally would be a tell sign for some form of vision quirk, yet Enchanter’s still quirkless and that won’t change. 

“we can’t even be sure he has these powers” Aizawa said out but when bringing up the question of what Enchanter could do.

Shiro hadn’t actually explained anything. the little he said later on was that mana is a spiritual mental energy that everyone have and it exist in four types. thought Hawks do seem to know more of what mana is outside of that basic description.

and while Enchanter had sort of explained his wings, which can be summed up as a culture throwback using past life knowledge. all he said about his abilities where openly calling it magic, and that a demonstration wouldn’t be enough.

something Hawks apparently agreed on, if you’re not intending to learn to use it yourself you wouldn’t be able to understand what the capabilities actually are. or at least nothing past a shallow summary, which may not even make sense or feel way to absurd.

“you said he calls his abilities magic, that he has mana and can use it” Nezu pointed out that fact.

“the current system we have puts all focus on quirks. however that causes people to ignore other skills besides quirks, and that makes more cracks then when Present Mic saw a spider. even if he can’t do any of this, enchanter have proven that he have the skill and capable of using it. that alone will help more people then All Might would be able” Nezu took a breath.

“however if Shiroe do possess these powers then he might very well hold the key to japans future as we can’t continue to rely on All Might forever” Nezu finished, his beady eyes  serious.

“Shouta if Shiroe do possess these abilities then we must know. we have to find out how he got them the fact that he kept them between lives where all other cases with incarnations looses theirs, with one previous exception”

“I’ll contact Hawks” Aizawa said out.

“hm?” Nezu tilted his head.

“Hawks knows Enchanter personally; he probably knows what mana can do or at least some of it” Aizawa said.

Nezu nodded to that.

///

Hawks blinked “say what?” wondering if he heard right.

“err, the principal of UA wants a meeting with you” his secretary said out not all to sure what to think of it herself.

“he didn’t happen to say why?” Hawks could not help but to ask.

“sorry sir”

‘what is that chimera thinking now?’ Hawks frowned lightly before realization struck him seconds later ‘Shiro’ he thought.

“I’m heading out” Hawks said startling the secretary who barely got to react before Hawks where already moving thru the balcony door.

“wait out? but sir” she sputtered as he took off.

“call if there is anything” Hawks called out and where already gone before she could respond.

‘Nezu wants information on Shiro and most definitely mana’ Hawks thought, and with that it became public knowledge that the two know each other.

Nezu contacted him to get the information because Shiro’s being elusive about it.

wings flapped still not getting any response, which means Shiro’s probably going civilian at the moment, thus not wearing that visor of his.

which means Shiro can be pretty much anywhere...

“right I’m buying him a normal phone” Hawks muttered

 frankly he should have expected something like this to happen and Shiro probably did expect it to happen or at the very least won’t be surprised about it. and with Shiro having his eyes watching UA.

it’s better Shiro knows about this event, to avoid any more extreme surprises.

it didn’t’ take Hawks long to reach Musutafu, not with his speeds, now it where just to find him.

looking for the familiar flash of white that is his wings would be the easiest “now where to start” Hawks mused.

he didn’t think Shiro where shopping or he’d answered by now. he rarely ever manage to go shopping without knocking out at least one villain in the process. it’s why Dabi tended to deal with most of the shopping and why hawks at time came there with a bag of his own.

thought none of them had any clue why this is so.

he could also remove hero work or Shiro would have answered, that still left several things. Shiro might be reading or spending some time in a café, he might also be training.

‘maybe’ hawks thought to that, heading towards the area where Shiro generally trained.

///

“well, he wasn’t put to sleep this time” Hawks said as he landed at the edge of the beach, startling Shinso who lost his breath as the staff struck right past his defense.

“dodging and blocking needs to be second nature or even a harmless surprises will mess you up” Shiro stated as he looked at Shinso who groaned.  

“yeah, I can get that” Shinso responded gulping for air. 

At least Shiro weren’t serious when fighting him or he’d probably been sent to the hospital by now. Shinso is perfectly aware that Shiro is way, way stronger then him when it comes to the enhanced physic mana grants, but Shiro also have insanely good control.

tilting his head slightly as if listening to something unheard “did something happen?” Shiro asked.

“something yes, do Shinso know?” Hawks asked honestly curious about that fact.

Shiro paused at that glancing at Shinso for a moment, before his brow rose in surprise “not yet apparently” Shiro said eventually sounding rather amused.

Hawks opened his mouth for a moment before closing it.

“not yet what?” Shinso frowned now fully aware that he’s missing something.

“never mind, take a breather kid while I speak to your trainer in private” Hawks said out gesturing a little bit away from here.

“what happened?” Shiro asked as they started walking.

“UA’s principal happened” Hawks said bluntly. “he wants a meeting with me”

“of course, he would” Shiro said out closing his eyes for a moment.

“this may be nothing but if it is” Shiro started and Hawks could practically see the gears in his mind turning.

///

some days later, Hawks where walking thru the hallways of UA, which for one where shocking the students as he passed eventually reaching a door, with a sign principal on it. ‘at least it’s the right door’ he thought before knocking.

“come on in” was heard, before hawks opened the door to the office.

“I’m glad you could come, do you want tea?” Nezu asked filling his own cup with a smile.

“no thanks” Hawks shook his head as he sat down.

“I wasn’t going to accept a meeting about my friend without telling him first. I’m guessing you asked for me instead due to Shiroe being elusive with his powers” Hawks started off offhandedly before gaining a more serious tone.

“that is to be expected, I’m guessing he’s willing to part with some information if you’re here?” Nezu responded.

“sort of” Hawks responded, with a kind-of gesture. “I can give you a general summary of the basics but I won’t go into it deeply and mana is not something that should be public yet”

“I see” Nezu mused, sipping some of his tea. “well I can live with that” he said cheerfully.

“firstly, what is mana?” Nezu asked.

a brow raised to that “don’t you already know?” Hawks countered

“calling it spiritual energy don’t actually tell me or anyone what mana is” Nezu rephrased. 

Hawks lips quirked, “complicated” was the swift response.

“please be serious” Nezu requested an ear twitching.

“you think I’m not” Hawks chuckled. “mana is complicated, intricate, versatile and intense. it don’t follow the limits quirks do, but also freer you can more or less choose what you can do with mana with enough training but with quirks you’re either born with it or not” Hawks shrugged.

“on the other hand unless you’re mentally wired for it, without that little mental trait that makes mana second nature it would take years, decades of training, dedication and effort to make it useful” Hawks continued.

“and with the current society focus on quirks mana would have been forgotten if it ever were known before quirks surfaced” Nezu said it out aloud.

Hawks nodded to that.

“you’re worried of what would happen if it came out that anyone with enough training and effort could learn it” Nezu stated.

“people already are” Hawks said swiftly startling Nezu who blinked. “but that’s Subconscious Unaware mana use isn’t the same as the passive use of an active Aware wielder, even less conscious use” Hawks continued.

“interesting” Nezu mused, his mind rapidly going thru that statement few times, it still left a few things thought.

“what can mana do?” Nezu asked.

“and there came that question, well firstly mana has gamer like aspects for some reason” he started his own hud flicking active before fading with a simple thought.

Nezu’s smile had become slightly forced, ‘gamer aspects’ he thought holding back a twitch. gamer quirks were legendary in rarity, only teleportation quirks matched said rarity. 

most gamer quirks have surfaced in China or Korea, and never actually appeared in japan as of yet. said gamer quirks have a reputation as some of the most obstinate quirks known to exist, complicated to the point that most who got them only manage to tame said quirk by sheer force of will and match, allot of math.

math that would drive any mathematician to mental meltdown.

gamer quirks are among the most powerful quirks existing due to their unpredictable nature... they can be of any form of game, from rpg to gacha or even dating simulator jammed with a shooter or even fighting game mechanics so realistic and magic mechanics s utterly broken.

all gamer quirks had one thing in common they all had a HUD, and a status screen pretty much shoved in the eyeballs of the user permanently.

Nezu didn’t know how similar the game-aspect on mana was to a gamer quirk and he weren’t sure he wanted to know anymore. there was no telling how different mana’s game aspects can be from a normal gamer-quirk.

“how much” Nezu started “do it resemble a gamer quirk?” he asked. 

“the hud can be turned on with merely a thought, the official class system is closer to title or moral choice, but the level system is lucid, and more or less the same as the power-rank we use, so starting level is E, before you rise and hits A then S”  hawks started deciding to leave out the fact that the menu screens differed between worlds.

something that where like logging into a different game who were created from the same base. both using mana to make it’s foundation but as the two world differ, the hud’s settings limits and frame would change in how it refined and manifests to reflect that even if they form from the same source.

“but it pretty much mimics a fantasy rpg. with skills, spells and techniques. the skills having a rank system going from, lowest initiate, to elementary, intermediate, hidden secret then finally mystery... with the higher you get it the easier it’s to use said skill you’ve trained. the same system can be used on how good you’re at using mana as a whole to” Hawks explained

“there’s a class ranks too of apprentice, journeyman, master, giant and finally arch. but that refer to your skill level, stating more or less where you’re at when using your experience, knowledge, skills and so forth as a mage or warrior as a whole. yet even if you’re an S level it don’t make you any higher then a Master in ranking” he continued.

‘well that’s interesting twist’ Nezu thought filtering the information away.

“the traditional classes of a rpg do exist but this is due to the way mana divide into four types, and said class is more or less a way or path you chooses to learn and wield. it’s not as restricted as traditional class-system gamer quirks uses” Hawks paused slightly “of course like quirks, the mana type determines if you’re a warrior, weapon master, healer or mage, well five types, the fifth being neutral but the moment you start training it will fall into Will, Chi, Spirit or Magic, so it never stays neutral for long” Hawks finished letting Nezu swallow the information

his mind where whirling with the information.

with mana anyone can become a gamer, you just need to be aware of it enough to consciously access it.

‘oh hell’ Nezu thought as that train of thought sank in and registered. now understanding why Shiroe where so elusive about his powers and why he where unwilling to explain them.

any person with enough effort training and dedication could learn to use mana even if took Time.

but thankfully Mana also lived up to the gamer quirks reputation as obstinate and ridiculous complicated. which means the sheer force of will and determination needed to learn it mean that most of the population would probably never become good at it.   

but there are those who’s naturally wired for it.

“how much of the population would be natural mana users?” Nezu asked trying to figure that out.

Hawks frowned slightly in thought before shaking his head, he didn’t know. he’s rather sure that Dabi is one, he himself is one to, as is Shinso, and Shiroe can more or less tell if a person is a potential adventurer here or not. there was a density difference between a civilian and a adventurer, the latter having denser stronger mana making it run deeper and more natural linked to the wielder. a link a non-adventurer would be forced to learn and develop training it until it became second-nature or close to it.  

“I see” Nezu closed his eyes, mana was terrifying, that it’s game aspects ran on fantasy rpg typing only made it more so. Hawks didn’t need to say it out aloud that if a person is Aware of the mana types, and decided to train you can more or less choose what kind of mana you want to use. 

that choice was probably a permanent one.

Gamer quirks truly are ridiculously powerful, and while mana isn’t a quirk it seem to follow similar preference as gamer quirks. which was rather terrifying. 

“magic lives up to the name doesn’t it” Nezu stated, that was also what Shiroe, Enchanter called his mana.

“it does, and just like quirks it can be divided into sub categories” Hawks agreed.

“his namesake is one the others, possible wizard? elementalist” Nezu mused out loud.

Hawks shook his head “summoner, sorcerer and enchanter” Hawks corrected “of course that trio is just the international mage classes, there are regional classes in some places, and other’s who’s more subclasses than a true main one”

“I’m guessing the sorcerer is the elemental user, and enchanter probably has something to do with the namesake, with summoner being pretty obvious” Nezu stated going over those names, also thinking of what a regional mage class could be.

“more or less” was the response.

Nezu sipped more of his tea as he thought. ‘Shiroe’s not using his spells or perhaps anything truly visible because once this bag is opened it won’t be able to be closed ever again’ Nezu mused mentally. ‘this is something that needs to be handled carefully, just releasing the information can be dangerous, add the fact that, Shiroe’s the one with all the knowledge, even if Hawks seem to have some, he’s not had the same amount of time to learn it’

tilting his head slightly ‘but there’s a chance that he’s simply not needed to use his spells yet’ Nezu thought of the possibility, or if he have it wasn’t anything visible, but then there was those footage the distinct feeing that he knew where the attacks would hit or debris fall.

subclasses, there was that distinct possibility of more unique powers, considering the ranking went form initiate, elementary, intermediate then came hidden, Secret, Mystery.

secret and mystery where most definitely rarer skills, potentially legendary or unique one.  

“he got foresight don’t he” Nezu didn’t ask,

Hawks didn’t respond, it’s not like he could either, just because he knows that Shiroe got some form of esp and clairvoyance don’t mean he knows how it worked even less how powerful it was.

“no he probably don’t want that aspect to be public. I can understand why clairvoyance type quirks often more then not hurt the user in ways others can’t understand. Nigtheye is a good example of that even as composed and logical he is he’s still traumatized by his visions that he don’t use it frequently or freely” Nezu said pointedly.

Hawks sighted, “I can’t explain it, I don’t even know what his clairvoyance is named. I do know it seem to be active 24/7 on some level but is stronger when he turns it up fully” Hawks answered.

“I see... no his foresight will be kept secret the public won’t need to know that, and most seem to lean toward reflex or danger sense rather then foresight. as for mana, that needs to be handled carefully when released or if it even should be made public” Nezu decided, that mana was a subject that needed to be handled carefully and slowly.  

“I still want to hire Shiroe as a quirk consultant” Nezu declared clapping his paws together and Hawks blinked.

‘did I hear right?’ he wondered looking at Nezu.

“never mind, that’s something you have to take up with Shiroe. just keep in mind that his mental age and physical aren’t the same” Hawks said.

“that’s to be expected with an incarnation” Nezu nodded, already aware of it, but had the feeling it where more then that.  

“well you got your summary, and Shiroe’s going to contact you over a different matter soon. you can try and recruit him then” Hawks said before bidding bye for now.

“have a nice flight back home, Hawks” Nezu said politely as Hawks left the office.

“complicated he said, mana is ridiculously overpowered, what kind of limits do it even have, exhaustion if you use up too much?” Nezu sighted, if going by gamer quirks that was most likely the case.

/// 

Shiro laid on the sofa as he read, his little wisp reading the same text or at least looking at it from his shoulder.

but his thoughts weren’t merely on the book, actually it where on the meeting Hawks told him about or rather the ending of said meeting ‘should have expected that the principal found out about my full control encounter’ he thought.

“hire me, of all things” Shiro mused, he wasn’t sure what to think about that, and it’s only a matter of time before he gets a message from Nezu about it or some form of meeting.

but even if that wasn’t the solution perhaps they could come to a agreement.

It’s easier to effect and change the flow if he’s near the event location and UA is in the center of the coming war, the hell-class.

“don’t you agree, Magic light?” Shiro asked and the little wisp cuddled closer.

“now then, what to do” Shiro mused before tilting his head towards Dabi who entered the living room with a grumble, and wince if he saw that correctly.

“coin for your thoughts Dabi?” Shiro asked startling the fire healer out of his thoughts.

“actually” Dabi paused, a thought hit him, “do you know a way that would let me use my quirk without being burned alive. just because I’m getting good at healing don’t make it any less painful or risky” Dabi asked and Shiro started owlishly for a moment,

“are you planning to use that pro-license of yours?” he asked.

“pro-wait that still counts?” Dabi asked in disbelief, sure he manage to get a license not sure if it was the final one or provisional, before his supposed death. but he’s believed to be dead how could that license even count?

“hero licenses can be given out port-mortem” Shiro replied offhandedly, making Dabi stare.

“never mind, I’m more after some way to avoid being burned alive each time my quirk acts up, I’m ice-prof not fire-prof” Dabi stated and Shiro jolted blinking owlishly as those words registered.

“wait, ice-proof? what the, why would” he shook his head wings folding back down feathers ruffled slightly.

“right fire-resistance, A or S rank preferred” Shiro mused. sure mages gained elemental resistances naturally, and adventurers in general gain high levels of heat-resistance when it comes to hot and cold environments especially at higher levels.

his own resistance elemental vise outside of environmental regardless of how extreme, to his poison resistance which are typical for any kind of high level adventurer, then his more class specific resistances to status effect, mind and sleep manipulation, which are borderline immunity. Shiro do have some passive resistances, the kind that formed from the gradual use of his magic as he advanced in levels.

astral, spatial, lighting, cold who they could be divided into.

so to hear that Dabi is more or less ice proof but got no fire resistance when he have a fire quirk threw him for a loop. it wasn’t something Shiro had even entertained, because to an adventurer, not developing resistance to the force they use is well ridiculous notion that’s not really considered.

“rune sigils, no those won’t work unless you want to go around half naked” Shiro instantly dismissed that option ‘half naked?’ Dabi thought blankly.

“enchantments? no the resistance would vanish if the gear goes missing, but it can be temporary fix. wait cosmetic items that would work” Shiro snapped his fingers.

“wait isn’t there a problem making said item” Dabi asked and Shiro snorted.

“I’m a high level artificer, while tricky it can be done. as you can use equip. cosmetic items are more then simply changing ones appearance even if that was their original intent. the enchantments alter reality to an extent bonding said item to ones biology. linking skeleton, musculature, nerves, blood veins and so forth to make it as natural part of you as possible. as if you were born with it. high level cosmetic items often coms with perks as result, intended or unintended ones” Shiro started.

“like your wings I take it” Dabi stated.

“wings, tail, ears, horns, tattoos” Shiro counted up.

“like my old staples” Dabi said.

“a set then, mixed with tattoos or carved markings then, might make the scar transition easier to” Shiro mused, notebook in hand, as he started writing up a schematic, potential stats, perks, what kind of form it would have to have to make the perks possible.  

what material he would need to make it real.

 grin started forming, it’s been a while sense he got to create something completely new. not sense making his conjuring and that was over two years ago now.

Chapter Text

Nezu was a enigma for most people, and few even knew what he was thinking most of the time. thought there was high possibility of him hating most humans given the chimera’s background, it was a well earned hate.

of course this wasn’t all humans or he wouldn’t be the principal of a hero school one of the best in the world at that. that means there are people he genuinely thught as good people, or perhaps liked children.

he helped the students when he found out about various problems, from abusive household or corrupt companies. that was why Shiroe’s stunt with the commission caught his attention.

the rather extreme cleanout of the commission even if it was most likely a temporary one until the commission manage to recover the corruption would most likely return. even if it took time.

No the commission would probably only go truly clean if you tore it down. but the fact that Enchanter, Shiroe manage to shake it to such extreme. it provided an opening a large enough crack that Nezu can exploit to actually tear it down when it would be needed or time for it.

Oh Enchanter was efficient there was no doubt about that, he still didn’t know who Shiroe actually is. honestly it seems like the young man didn’t exist.

what an interesting enigma the other is.

speaking of said Enigma here he was.

“hello there. I am Nezu, the one can be a dog, or a mouse or a bear but more importantly the principal of this school. I take it you’re Shiroe also known as Enchanter?” Nezu asked as Enchanter entered closing the door after him.

“I am” Shiroe replied looking at Nezu intrigued. ‘well that’s interesting, quirked animal perhaps, he definitely wasn’t a werecat at least’. he had heard that the principal was interesting but this wasn’t what he expected even if he’s seen on the tv. seeing and sensing him in person was a bit different.

“excellent, I’ve heard allot about you” Nezu said smiling.

“nothing bad I hope” Shiroe chuckled, remembering his darker reputation in Theldasia.

“nothing of the sort, you did cause the media quite a ruckus thought you know. you made a fantastic limelight debut by saving that middle school boy from the sludge villain” Nezu said easily.

 “I wouldn’t needed to do anything if those heroes hadn’t relied on their quirks so much. wait for another hero with right quirk of all excuses” his lips curling in distaste. well his opinion was clear on the matter, the pro found those heroes lacking to say the least.

“all I did was hit the villain in the eye, perhaps a bit cruel but efficient and worked, anyone could have done it, hell you could have simply thrown something at him and it would thrown the villain off long enough for the hostage to get some air” Shiroe said bluntly.

“so true. they should known better than throw logic out the window” Nezu agreed and seriously hoped those heroes learned their lesson.

“how do you deal with humans?” Shiroe asked accepting the cup of tea Nezu offered.

Nezu blinked. ‘that’s sudden?’ he thought.

“you dislike humans for a good reason to. but how do you tolerate humans?”

Nezu looked at Shiroe with surprise. not many people knew about that, and he’s been UA’s principal for a long time now. even when Aizawa and Yamada were mere students.

“aren’t you a human yourself?” Nezu asked and watched the elusive pro. while the principal is good at read people Shiroe was hard to read, honest but naturally elusive and mysterious as if it’s merely his nature to be so. and right now as Shiroe shook his head to the question it was as if he did not consider himself human, as if he’s not part of them at all.

“I where surprised that throwback existed here, even if more kinds or different name for said species. normally only being one fourth, or one eight sometimes half, but rarely more then that” Shiroe started. “it’s called throwback due to how it surfaces seeming at random, and others are a bit too ignorant, saying you’re still human clueless of that it’s actually a different species who’s traits surfaced from the distant past”

Nezu was now intrigued. he hadn’t considered that possibility.

“the only difference for me here and there, is that Half Alv is named Fae here. I still have that spiritual link to the species roots that others lacks. I’m probably only around 5% human possible less, being closer to being Full Alv or perhaps it’s true Fae. having not only the appearance but the internal biology as well as the abilities and racial skills. Including the instincts and presence that makes others desire to follow me, to learn from me and flock to my protection. it’s a passive thing few consciously notices” Shiroe explained.

Shiroe had reason to talk as if he’s not human. he simply isn’t.

Sure a humanoid species but not exactly human and it made sense with the gamer mindset. considering his hud undeniable registered throwbacks as other humanoid species and said so.

add in the old myths and stories. perhaps there where some more truth to those stories, that others haven’t fully considered yet.

even with throwbacks very evident existence, the concept Shiroe insinuated was not a theory others had taken into account. not truly at the least.

but right now, Shiroe looked slightly tired of the world as if he’s seen far too much.

“that’s a interesting insight I hadn’t considered. but... you really don’t consider quirks important do you?” Nezu asked.

“while quirks are interesting they’re not as important as others makes it out to be. honestly half the time the quirk is a liability and you either need specific gear to even use it or need to custom the gear to your quirk as to not interfere” Shiroe said dryly. quirks could be very interesting he openly found them fascinating especially when comparing it to what mana is capable of.

But the gear. hero or even villain gear compared to the gear of an adventurer. it’s pathetic that it’s laughable. 

Nezu nodded to that.

“that’s true. the public puts way to much pressure on quirks, and very biased to what kind of your you have. and if given a choice I wouldn’t interact with most humans I have, but there’s not much you can do when you’re different” Nezu started.

“it’s why I opened UA to quirkless students I want to teach future generations to not be biased just purely on what quirk you may have. I started the sport festival due to the entrance exam being rather flawed even with the additional point systems potential students slips thru the cracks” Nezu continued.

“I see” Shiroe mused with a pleased smirk.

“but I’m sure you didn’t request a meeting just to discuss quirk beliefs ” Shiroe continued.

“no” Nezu agreed.

“I want to hire you, as a quirk consultant” Nezu explained.

Shiroe tilted his head, “I’m physically 15” he said simply.

Nezu blinked opening his mouth before closing it. well that explains why Hawks emphasized on that Shiroe’s mental age and physical isn’t the same.

“and mentally?” he asked eventually.

“over three hundred, my kind don’t age physically after maturing” Shiroe shrugged it was common knowledge, adventurers are ageless beings after all. if they stay died here, he didn’t know and have no intention in finding out.

“that will make it trickier” Nezu frowned slightly, his mind already whirling with different theories.

Enchanter is a official hero he got his pro license and proved it. that and pro license don’t actually have a age limit just that most get theirs in later teens, that isn’t necessarily the case all the time.

Enchanter’s body in this life isn’t adult yet, he’s physically a teen. his mind anything but.

“proof of concept” Shiroe said out jolting Nezu out of his thoughts.

smirking widely “I have an apprentice of sort. who’s going to take the coming exam”

“someone you’ve been actively teaching how to use mana?” Nezu asked intrigued, Shiroe nodded.

“a proof of concept, but if he didn’t have the dedication, the determination to keep at it, I wouldn’t have bothered” Shiroe admitted, mana isn’t something you chooses to learn on a whim and just quit after all.

Nezu nodded having found that out already. then a thought struck him.

“have you gone to a high school yet?” he asked, and Shiroe tilted his head. incarnations or even isekai cases are allowed to prove their skill in a field, that they have right to the degree they had in their old world... regardless of their age.

there’s a high chance he’s tested out. 

“officially I haven’t gone to one here, I did test out of junior high before I’d end up killing the landers, err sorry Civilians” Shiroe said a darkness falling over the area making his opinion of that school almost tangible in the air.

Nezu paused, for someone like Shiroe to consider killing a school. but he said junior high not high school.

“why not high school as well?” Nezu asked.

Shiroe went quite at that for a while, shadows covering his eyes from sight. “you’ve already formed some theories of what I can do with magic haven’t you?” he started. Nezu nodded affirming that he have theories yes.

‘the foresight’ Nezu instantly thought of.

Shiroe have seen something, something that made him ignore testing out of high school when he most definitely could. instead, he left it alone so that he had a option to enter the place needed without questioned why he was there.

“what did you see?” Nezu asked voice serious, a question on his mind, if Shiroe even can alter anything he seen happen.

“as I told Hawks. I know that clairvoyance quirks hurt the user more often than not, in ways others can’t understand. and yours is permanently active even if you can tune the gear down on it, it’s still there isn’t it” Nezu continued.

the shadow lessened as ominously glowing blue met black.

after a while Shiroe gave a wry smile “war” he spoke voice even.

“apocalyptic level war” he continued and a question entered Nezu’s mind that answered itself moments later.

hero commission, the analyzations. all of it could been woven in such way to trap villains, but also make heroes stronger. get the commission out of the way even temporary to prevent them from making a bad situation worse.

but that he’s able to change things like this.

altering time for the wrong reasons is technically illegal, and nothing have ever been done on the sheer scale Shiroe’s playing with.

that so very simple fact that he Can.

“you can change what you see” Nezu realized eyes widening, because that’s not only rare that’s legendary.

in general a person with a foresight quirk typically can’t change the events they see coming, even when they try it. nothing changes and those who do have a chance to change it 99 of hundred the pro’s or police who’d been called to the situation would arrive to late.

Shiroe nodded. “it was originally created as a pure tactical support to my allies against any form of hostile. using various skills anyone with enough intelligence can learn merged with my sensory range and of course mana bleed into the mix twisting it into something stronger, denser and undeniable supernatural. turning it into a battle tactical clairvoyance, my allies had taken to call Full Control Encounter” Shiroe explained.

letting Nezu swallow that information, as he corrected some facts. his foresight was anything but traditional, that much is sure.

“of course the long term time-frames are tailored differently due to the short time-frame’s tailoring. making it more reading what I sense and feel from the Current of Time to forecast due to there being to many different possibilities to look thru making it less see and more feel but both lets me Know, even if long time-frames becomes more obscure, I’m rarerly if ever wrong” he admitted, and Nezu exhaled a slow breath.

a foresight who put heavy emphasis on combat and tailored for even the most chaotic of battlefields.  one flexible enough that it adapts to changes letting Shiroe alter events to his liking in real-time when it happens or shortly before said event for the best possible outcome. 

while also allowing him to passively sense and prepare for what’s to come

“UA is in the center of it” Nezu stated taking a bet on why Shiroe didn’t test out of high school as well.

Shiroe didn’t answer or show any reaction. but Nezu could see gears, circles, energy shift and turn in the blue eyes, as that darkness seem to feel almost tangible, before it was pulled back. but the bluish eyes still shone with eerie light.

a glow, a sign sensory quirks often uses. a sign mana seem to share.

“1A the hell class” Shiroe eventually said with certainty.

Nezu held back a grimace at what the sort of young? pro called said class.

“you can test out at any time, but want to be near the center of events to affect the outcome” Nezu spoke

listen to the mage’s warning to their words and perhaps you can change what’s to come.

Nezu did not like the coming danger to his school or students.

while this wasn’t how Nezu expected Enchanter to join his school, he’ll take what he can get.

and it was a really good excuse to why he would enter UA.

//////

a three months later...

The hero courses.

it is there that nations hopefuls strive to acquire the necessary qualifications to become pros.

of all such schools throughout the nations. UA High ranks as the most popular, and the most difficult!

each year less then one in three hundred Examinees make it in.

the man who turned down the national valor prize! All Might!

the man with the highest tally of resolved cases in history! the combustion type hero Endeavor!

not the least is the recipient of the best jeanist award for eight consecutive years, Best Jeanist!

if you want to be remembered as a truly great hero then enrollment at UA is essential.

and now it’s finally February 26^th and the exams opens to hopefuls.

Shinso felt beyond nervous looking at the massive building. other student hopefuls entering and walking towards it as well. he knew for a fact that his training was long from over, he only entered B level the other day, and that was a achievement.

but just because he reached that high didn’t mean he’ll get in.

even if both Shiro and Hawks are certain that he’ll get in. thought Shinso is perfectly aware that Shiro will get in or perhaps he’s already accepted on recommendation Shinso couldn’t dismiss the possibility and he’s yet to see the familiar wintery wings or parka the fae was so found of as he entered the building heading toward the theatre where the exam orientation would happen.

it was a large one, and took a while to find ones seat, apparently next to a blond who distinctly reminded Shinso of someone Shiro would call a monk.

the hand-to-hand battler of the warrior class.

only a half hour later the spotlights turned on toward the stage.

“Welcome one and all to my live Show! Thanks for tuning into me your school DJ, come on everybody say Hey!” Present Mic called out, Shinso blinked. The whole room was silent, as Present Mic waited a moment for a response.

“keeping it mellow eh. I got shivers down my spine too, Listeners. All right I’ll skip straight to the main show on how this’ll go down! are you Ready!?”

“YEAH!!”

Shinso had to admit, Present Mic is persistent if anything as he continued to stay cheerful even with the silence.

“now pay close attention Listeners! today you’ll be out there conducting 10 minuet battle practice at our replica city district! you can take whatever you like everybody gather at the designated meeting area after the presentation ya dig?”

“I see they don’t intend on letting friends or classmates co-operate with each other, tch?” the blond said out before glancing at Shinso

The screen changed showing a city block before images of machines where shown before it looked more or less like a game.

“okay, okay! we’ll be sprinkling a large number of villains over the battlefield. these are your targets who’ll appear in three different varieties with point value scaled according to difficulty. you will try to defeat as many of them as you can. your goal Listeners is to rack up a high Score like a mid-song guitar solo!!” Present Mic called out “but check it, make sure you keep it heroic, attacking other examinees is a UA no, no ya dig?” Present Mic explained moving his finger in a no-no gesture.

Until another there stood up “Excuse me I have a question?” he asked

“hit me” Present Mic responded.

“on the print out you listed four types of villains not three, with all respect if this is a error on official UA materials it is shameful. We’re exemplary students we expect the best of Japan’s most notorious hero school a mistake such as this won’t do?” he asked

“is he for real?” Shinso asked quietly ‘who is that stiff here?’ he wondered mildly baffled.

“all right, all right examine 7111, thanks for calling it in with your request” Present Mic said giving a thumbs up as the screen changed adding a fourth image.

“the fourth type of villain you’ll encounter is worth zero points! lets call them Arena Traps. their gimmick is that they rampage when crowded, think of it as a hurdle you’d be better off to avoid. it’s not like it can’t be beaten there’s just kinda no point” Present Mic explained.

“Thank you very much! I apologize for being rude!” he said bowing his head.

“I see, sounds like one of those stage hazard you just have to slip through and avoid”

“this really is starting to resemble a video game” another examinee said out.

“well, that’s enough from me!! I’ll leave you all with a presentation of our school moto. As general Bonapart ones laid down a true hero is one who overcomes lives misfortune, now that’s a tasty bite. You’re ready to go beyond. Let’s hear a Plus Ultra!” Present Mic continued as the screen showed the two words bold and large.

“and may you all suffer gladly the trials to come!” he finished

///

A little while later, after a cloth change and a bus-ride they’d arrived in the battle-zone, the large gates currently closed.

“wow this is nuts”

“it’s so big!”

“how much do it cost to build this?”

“this might as well be a whole town! how many replica sites like this exist on this campus?!”

“And Start!!!” Present Mic called out

Shinso took of instantly as the others stood confused.

“what’s the matter? there’s no such thing as a countdown in a real battle! run! Ruun!” Present Mic called out “that guy’s got the right thought!”

and then everyone else took off toward the fake city.

‘calm down. I got this’ Shinso thought as he kept running until he reached a wall and went up it before he felt his mana move and he flickered vanishing from sight in small particles of light before reappearing on a windowsill. but he didn’t stop rather Shinso continued moving walls, windows it didn’t matter he was currently aiming to reach one of the roofs for a better viewpoint.

his hud flickering on, and quickly went thru the menu reaching his inventory before equipping the bow. dark black and metallic purple blended into it, almost medieval yet something distinctly non-human about it the string didn’t really look solid either.

a precent for reaching level B.

flickering again unto a balcony, before sniping a robot that almost struck someone else ‘almost there’ he thought.

what Shinso was using was something he spent most of the year learning and possible one of the mana uses he was the best at. a form of paracord but far more advance a style specifically used and developed by the assassin class of Weapon Masters. it was faster, harder, using flat an smooth surfaces as if it where ground even if it where walls of the ceiling of somewhere.

when used it almost looked like teleporting at times, when you flicked jumped form one place to another. honestly it almost felt like teleporting the world fading out and then into sight somewhere else.

“let’s do this” Shinso said out landing on a roof as his purple eyes started glowing locking target.

/////////

in the observation room.

In the examination room, several screens showing the various sites. “there seems to be a lot of powerful students this year huh” claimed Cementoss

“a strict time limit and vast battle ground. nothing quite like it to bring everyone’s ardor into the open and uncover their skills!” Nezu started scanning the screens.

“Insight. the ability to grasp the situation quickly and accurately.   

agility. the ability to stick adynamic entry without ever being late to the party

judgement. the ability to face any obstacle with coolness and composure

and of course sheer fighting prowess”

“we can gauge their respective levels of those foundational skills by way of the point system” Nezu finished.

“that’s whoa” a teacher stopped mid word.

“look at site B” was all he said and everyone turned to look at that. the battle area showed destruction thru out the entire area while that’s to be expected it’s not expected when said exam has barely even reached halftime yet.

“looks like someone strategically destroyed around 40 to 50 points worth of robots. thought how” Nezu mused. “check for telekinesis and teleportation quirks if ther’es none look for high mobility or sniper” he ordered.

there was rustling from the staff members as they searched thru applicants who where sent to Site B.

 All Might blinked as he noticed a curtain screen. “am I seeing things?” he asked baffled.

there was a kid with a bow perched on a building shooting villain bots straight in the head. “is that a kid sniping villain bots in the head with archery?” he asked just to be sure.

everyone paused. while Eraserhead’s grin widen like a cryptic creature from hell. nodding while his eyes locked to the same screen that had All Might baffled.

“yes” Midnight said out.

“oh, okay I thought the kid with bow shooting villain bots was a hallucination. err is that even legal?”  he wondered.

Nezu chuckled into his paws. “it’s entirely within legal bounds” nezu started “you can own them, strung or unstrung, it’s legal to shoot them anywhere although that might attract attention, the only restrictions on bows are crossbows” Nezu started and several looked at him with disbelief.

“for real?” one of the teachers said out.  

“and it’s a good thing he have his equipment because I doubt his quirk can work against robots” Nezu said out having found the file.

name; Hitoshi Shinso

quirk: brainwash

description: the quirk brainwash allows him to put ones target in a state where they are forced to obey all of his commands. it’s activated by response to something he’s said.

“that’s why I said and keep saying that the exam is completely irrational. it’s biased against those with mental or stealth quirks” Eraserhead stated glancing on said file as well.

Nezu sighted “I know, I know, Aizawa but without a proper idea on how we can test for those quirks we have to stick with this one”

“how did he?” a teacher sputtered as Shinso vanished from sight before reappearing at another screen this time hitting the arms of a few robots preventing them from striking the other examinees.

“keep an eye on him indeed” Nezu said out giddy his grin even wider then before. and what a peculiar mana skill that was, some movement, agility based from looks of things, unless it’s some form of teleportation spell.

but Enchanter had said apprentice of sorts. meaning there’s high chance for a different mana type. 

in the back Eraserhead looked over to one of his colleagues. the two having a silent conversation for a moment before the red dressed man eventually conceded. ‘I look forward to teaching you Hitoshi Shinso’ he thought.

“let the real test begin” one of the teachers said before hitting a big red button.

the sites exploded showing giant robots on each of the sites.

they saw how Shinso stumbled looking rather freaked out by the giant robot, and for moment it looked like he where going to leave before stopping.

bow raised and arrow formed within a second, starting to give out a white glow before they saw his mouth move and the arrow was fired.

it didn’t look like a arrow.

it looked like several lighting strikes cutting right into the head and parts of the torso, tearing holes in it and stopped the robot short as it went dead.

then they watched as Shinso vanished form sight before appearing at a wall before landing on the ground quickly moving to a collapsed area.

‘the flicks have limited distance?’ Nezu mused, noting the girl who’s leg was trapped under some of the rocks, look at him with awe.

“that’s some fire power” Vlad deadpanned

Aizawa raised a brow to Nezu who gave a subtle nod. ‘of course the elusive hero would found someone to teach’ he sighted but it made

“well this is going to get interesting” Aizawa said out.

he already knew four members of his class. well if you can call the third a member, he’s still not sure why Enchanter decided to go to highschool instead of testing out, but those two surely had some form of reason. 

“this year truly is a promising bunch” Nezu said out excitedly, but the thought that, said promise was also probably the only thing keeping his first year students alive lingered in his head.

///

Shinso grimaced as he noticed his mana running low, far to low.

“mana is a metaphysical energy, it’s spiritual coming from your spirit and mind. so while it always replenishing itself if it runs out, it takes time, anything from a hour to a day depending on your mp regeneration rate. some skills takes very little and you’ll recover it faster then using it other cases you use up more then your recovery rate. so keep an eye on your hp and mp or you’ll knock yourself out, because mana exhaustion hits Hard”

the warning repeated itself in his mind, and Shinso felt tired, as if he wanted nothing more then to sleep.

“the test is Over!!” was heard over the speakers.

“what? the hell was that?”

“he broke right thru that Gimick thing with one blow”

“it’s probably just a lighting quirk, but that was something else”

“how did a guy with that insane quirk end up looking like he’s not slept for months?”

“maybe it’s just an act to outwit us”

“can’t see how that benefit him in any way”

“well no matter how you slice it this kid’s incredible”

Shinso wasn’t sure how to feel about that. ‘they think it’s a quirk’ he sighted, of course they’d think that. considering how the technique looked like, and it’s not like they’re aware of mana.

‘are you all blind? that’s not it at all. that kid. he leaped into action to save that girl you had no time left and you yourself were out of harm’s way. your chances at passing, were hanging in the balance and yet despite all of that he still jumped in without hesitation’ Iida thought.

‘if it hadn’t been in the middle of the big exam. I of course would have done the same!’ it felt more like excuse, before he looked a bit thoughtful. ‘but wait. maybe that was part of the test?’ he realized.

there are more things to heroes then just capturing villains. rescue is a large part.

“Go home lads I’ll take it from here” an old lady said out as she walked with a syringe cane.

“just leave it to me boys, here enjoy some candies don’t be shy now” she said sharing out some of them as she walked

“over here!” Shinso called out.

“any injuries?” Recovery Girl asked as she got close.

“my leg got hurt” Uraraka answered.   

“I see and you boy? you look close to falling over” she stated.

“just exhausted” Shinso replied. 

smooch

!!??!

Shinso blinked gaping for a moment wondering if he saw right. ‘uh the injury is gone?’ he noticed. a healing quirk well that explain some thing. without that ua would probably have major problem going thru with the entrance exams.

“all right you should be sorted now. are there any more injured to take care of?” recovery girl asked.

///

elsewhere Dabi where heading toward the police or specifically a specific detective.

‘a war is coming’ he thought, he’s technically dead at the moment, so what better inside spy could you get?

but Dabi is also a survivor. he needed backup to make it legal or he’ll go down with the rest, and he had no intention of that.

Dabi

Race; human

Class: survivor

Type; Healer / Level; A

quirk: cremation

turning his hud off as he mentally left the status screen, thought while he didn’t mind the black background of it. the highlighting were in a very dark red and a purple leaning pink blend that he’s not all to sure what to think of.

‘of course healer mana highlights the hud in pinks’ he thought with a sight, not getting why it where pink but at least the dark red where the dominant one of the two, and the pinkish color leaned closer to purple then pink. 

a smirk pulling on his lips “well this will be fun” he said out.

Chapter Text

Shinso opened the letter and found a disk inside of it. he yelped dropping it in surprise as he eyed the hologram of principal Nezu.

“Hello Hitoshi Shinso, am I a dog, a mouse a bear? I am principal Nezu of the Prestigious UA high school” the Chimera said smiling happily.

“as you know our school accept only the most exceptional into our hero course. we take many things into consideration, ones abilities, how you use them, your intelligence, creativity but also determination and heroic potential” Nezu continued looking at the camera before several smaller screens appeared showing recordings from the exam.

“and you Shinso didn’t use your quirk at all”

Shinso looked down at that, it wasn’t like he could use it on robots, so he had to rely on what he’s learned over the year.  

“but it is for that reason I happily congratulate you for earning 55 points which is more than enough to earn your spot in the 36 students. but that’s not all” Nezu said giggling as he raised a cup of tea from who knows where.

Shinso blinked realizing that the recordings switched, changing to ones where he took our robots before they could harm other examinees to the one where he took out the zero pointer.

“how can a hero course reject people who save others and do the right thing? you were a difficult student to grade you know. it may not seem like it from the test, but we do look for more things than flashy quirks. we look for a value in our students deeper then the quirk, no matter what quirk you may have. you’ve more then proven that you don’t need it to match and surpass other examinees” Nezu explained.

“it looked almost like a miracle the robots exploding or breaking apart for no apparent reason. it was first when we saw you on a roof sniping said targets that we could see what you were doing” he nodded to one of the screens one showing Shinso on the roof with his bow as he fired the arrows.

I look forward having Enchanter’s student in my school, young hero” Nezu finished as the recording ended.

but the hologram remained, showing a leaderboard,

rank                                           student                                     villain points                           rescue points                          total

1                                                  Shinso Hitoshi                        55                                               47                                               102

2                                                  Bakugo Katsuki                      78                                               15                                               93

3                                                  Kirishima Eijiro                       39                                               35                                               74

4                                                  Kendo Itsuka                          45                                               26                                               71

5                                                  Uraraka Ochaco                     36                                               30                                               66

“I did it” he said relieved before blinking trying to swallow the fact that he not only did it, but he got First Place.

Shiro was right, he had nothing to worry about.

then Nezu’s last words sank in.

‘wait Enchanter’s student?!!?!’ Shinso’s mind screeched to a halt as he tried to swallow that information.

///

elsewhere....

“you’re planning something” Aizawa stated eyes narrowed at the giggling principal “never mind, the runner up while only earning a small amount of rescue points still got second place with a mere 9 point difference between him and the first place Shinso. he targeted the 1p and 2p villain bots approaching them slowly, and continuously intercepted them to lure them into a flashy explosion blast once they’d gotten weaker during the second half of the exam. that kid’s as thought as they come.

at the other end of the spectrum we have the sniper who shot the villain bots in the head from a distance, coming in first place but also sniped targets preventing them from hitting other contestants. even firing off what looked like a lighting bolt right thru the zero pointer. but the exhaustion he gained from the blow back was rather intense. the kid’s definetly an anomaly.

“whatever dudes who cares? I’ve taken a liking to him but what are your thought on his quirk?” Aizawa asked not beating around the bush, something Toshinoi aka All Might is grateful for.

“well his quirk is more complex than any I’ve seen before. for all of his different abilities it’s hard to believe it comes all from one single quirk. and while it does feel wrong to be suspicious of a student a child” Toshinori started barely keeping the worry from his voice. “a child, one can’t help but to wonder if there’s a story we need to know behind how he came to have his quirk”

“so we’re on the same page” Aizawa stated shifting to a more released posture.

“he have enhanced physical abilities, speed even some form of teleportation, but also enhanced senses, weapon generation, and lighting, two of that is believable but all of that together just don’t add up” Aizawa summed up, noticing how Nezu was giggling.

“you know why” was deadpanned.

“Hitoshi Shinso, is Shiroe’s personal student” Nezu explained easily still giggling.

Aizawa closed his eyes instantly at that “mana” was all he said.

“mana” Nezu agreed.

“eh? wait what?” Toshinori was confused.

“Shinso is Shiroe aka Enchanter’s student, what we saw on the exam was the result of one year training with Enchanter teaching him various skills he’ll need in order to become a pro” Nezu explained calming down. “his quirk was completely and utterly useless for this exam, but with what Enchanter have taught him he won’t even need his quirk to be a hero. and all of his abilities comes down to trained skill and the versatility of Mana and how skilled said user is at using it”

“at least enchanter is polite enough with being subtle with his use” Aizawa muttered.

“true but he does have wings and can use them and his student is proof of concept and that it works. that mana is not only Taught in order to fully utilize it but it’s also more Versatile” Nezu continued with a nod.

“wait, you mean that it’s not a quirk?” Toshinori asked confused.

“mana’s a spiritual energy everyone have it but” Aizawa started tiredly “no one’s been aware of it’s existence for who knows how long. this splits mana users into two folders, the one we’re accustomed being Passive users, able to use it but not aware of doing so making any use passive and subconscious”

“then there’s users like Shiroe and his student, those who are mana users and know it exist thus can use it not only passively but also Actively” Nezu continued sipping his tea.   

“and form the footage Shinso belongs to the weapon master type of mana. unlike enchanter who is as his namesake implies a Mage even if his current usage is at the moment rather subtle” Nezu finished. 

“Subtle I thought he had a wing quirk” Toshinori said to himself with a sweatdrop.

“it would look like that doesn’t it” Aizawa sighted. “and don’t think I haven’t noticed you placing him in my class” Aizawa said giving Nezu a pointed look.

“wait what?” Toshinori stopped short, “he’s a pro hero why would Enchanter need to go to the hero course?” was the blunt question.

“while his mind is over 300 as an incarnation his body is only 15 thus right age to enter without anyone suspecting. Enchanter is more or less here for extra protection” Nezu grinned admitting it easily.

“and if I hadn’t put him on a recommendation spot, he’d probably taken the exam and got in that way” Nezu continued cheerfully grinning.

Aizawa gave him a look at that.

///

Shinso felt confused, currently looking at his computer with wide eyes. having stopped at an video from about 10 months ago.

the sludge villain incident.

the same incident where Shiro scolded the pro’s for failing at their jobs. or rather for not doing a squat.

but he recognized him instantly.

the

Same

Wings

“how did I miss this?” Shinso asked himself, honestly baffled. even if he were looking at the video of Enchanter somewhat casual dressed but still Enchanter with the same wings as his friend and training sensei.

facepalming. ‘okay that explains Hawks question if I knew. and Shiro’s surprise to find out I didn’t’ he sighted.

“he’s too recognizable to have a civilian identity, how the hell did I miss it?” Shinso asked more baffled at that he completely missed it.

rather than his friend and sensei where a pro.

a underground pro at that, which actually made sense. Shinso couldn’t picture Shiro as someone who’d choose to become a limelight hero.

no the pale reincarnated teen liked the shadows to much for that... even if he definitely could if he choose to.

///

Shiro looked at the leaderboard somewhat curiously that was currently displayed on his hud unseen to others around him, with mild surprised. not because Shinso got first place no he expected that.

no, the reason was the 15 rescue points Bakugo got.

“he managed to get rescue points” Shiro muttered to himself before shaking his head heading toward the building. perhaps his disappearance shook the other’s world more then he thought.

every year less than 1 in 300 examinees make it in. only 36 passed by the exam, who’s split into two groups of 18 forming two classes where the recommendation entries are split up between.

not counting on the fact that one of said classes are run by Aizawa, who in the hero network are known for expelling students if they don’t show promises.  

‘oh’ Shiro paused near the door, hearing arguing for some reason.

staring into the room with a blank look for a moment, “Don’t put your feet on the desk! don’t you think that’s disrespectful towards your classmates?”

“no as a matter of fact I don’t think you, extra” Bakugo snapped back

‘well guess he’s as hostile as ever’ Shiro sighted, ‘thought’ he raised a brow, noting the distinct lack of explosions or a angry snarl rather the retort had been more bored, disinterest.

“what nerve? you want to be a hero?” Iida jeered back at the comment before he noticed Shiro.

“hello I’m Iida Tenya from Soumei junior high school” Iida introduced himself.

Shiro hummed “I’m Shiroe nice to meet you” he replied.

“I’m guessing you got in on recommendation?” Tokoyami stated tilting his head slightly.

Shiro shrugged, not quite sure his recommendation was traditional in any sense as he didn’t exactly do the obstacle course test other recommendation students did.

“you shouldn’t have doubted me Shinso” Shiro said out startling several who hadn’t noticed the purple haired teen enter.

Iida instantly turned around, “you’re, Shinso, I must hand it to you. you divined the actual nature of the practical exam didn’t you? I was blind to it! and I completely misread you! I hate to admit it but you were the better man”

Shiro blinked ones, while Shinso stared a bit baffled. ‘but I didn’t realize it and Shiro didn’t tell me either’ he thought.

‘Izuku’ Bakugo thought deciding that he needed to talk to him regardless if this pro was Izuku or not. thought why was his uniform jacket, well it was a grey colored parka with the dark blue markings their school uniform uses... thought the beads on the hood strings where golden colored.

he also seemed to be wearing a white polo-shirt rather then a dress shirt thought, he did have a red tie even if it where a ribbon-tie tied loosly around his neck instead.

‘didn’t know you could customize your uniform to such degree’ Bakugo mused.

“Ah! it’s you spiky hair kid” Uraraka said out delighted. “glad I found you” she smiled widely.

‘it’s her from the exam’ Shinso thought.

“I wonder if today’s the ceremony or is it guidance counselor stuff today? oh and the teacher what’ll they be like? I’m so anxious like wow!” Uraraka kept going.

black eyes met a single glowing blue, seeing the palpable amusement in the pale colored mage.

“if you’re going to be hunting for friends then do it elsewhere” Aizawa spoke up causing everything to go silent as several turned to the door to see him lying bundled up in a bright yellow sleeping bag.

“this is the department of heroics” Aizawa said draining a juice box in the meanwhile.

‘who the hell is this guy!!!?’ was the shared thought as Shiro chuckled.

standing up as he left the sleeping bag, “hmm it took you lot 30 seconds to quiet down. life is short kids. you’re all lacking in common sense”

“he must be a pro but-“

‘I’ve never heard of him. he looks so washed up’ was the general thought thru out the class.

“I’m your homeroom teacher Aizawa Shouta pleasure meeting you. “wear these immediately, and then shove off to the P.E grounds” Aizawa ordered hodling out a pe uniform.  

Shiro’s eyes where closed now, as the others took off to the changing rooms. ‘UA’s system is aberrant, depending on the homeroom teacher they might not make it’ Shiro thought before shaking his head. no there was only one in this class on threat of being expelled.

Aizawa glanced at Shiro who walked beside him.

“1A” he stated.

“still physically 15” Shiro said easily. ‘but it’s safer for them with extra help when it hits the fan’ he thought.

“are you going to have me join in on the tests?” Shiro asked curiously.

Aizawa snorted “while teen physically you’re already a pro, and are more here for the class’s safety then said classes” Aizawa deadpanned.

“point taken” Shiro chuckled.

///

standing out on the field,

“to long, illogical you need to be faster” Aizawa said bluntly.

“sensei what are we doing here? are we not going to the opening ceremony or the guidance counselor meeting!?” Uraraka asked,

“it’s pointless and we have other things to do, if you want to be heroes” Aizawa drawled “you all understand the school’s reputation for freedom on campus. well that freedom goes for us teachers too”

“softball pitch, standing long jump, 50 meter dash, endurance running, grip strength test, sustained side ways jumps, upper body exercises, seated toe touch” he counted.

“all of this are activities you know with middle school naturally. but neither do they keep record of said performance levels nor are your quirks allowed to be used. which isn’t rational”

“Shiroe what’s your softball pitch?” Aizawa asked and Shiro looked a bit owlish for a moment.

“I can’t remember” he eventually answered.

“of course you can’t” Aizawa sighted throwing him a ball. “use your full power, as long as you don’t leave the circle anything goes” he said as Shiro caught the ball.

“anything goes, eh?” Shiro hummed, holding the ball for a moment, and energy gathered in his hand, lighting up whitish blue as he threw up the softball into the air.

catching it in an flowing energy whip that he almost held in his right hand, before the ball could fly any higher and spun it around.

each turn gaining speed n strength before he let it go with a thunderous crack.

sending the ball flying at high speeds.

“I’ll be straight with you, Shiroe here have been an underground hero for about three years, and while he predominantly fights quirkless, he’s undeniable S class. before you can do anything, you have to know what you’re capable of, this is just the most rational way to form your foundation and something to strive for” Aizawa spoke and it took 3 minutes before it stopped and he wasn’t sure if the softball stopped due to it rand out of energy or if it just simply struck something.

he turned the phone to them showing the number.

67,35km

“h-holy shit” was stuttered out.

Shinso’s eyes wide as was most of the class.

“that guy’s a monster”

“awesome that looks so fun!” Ashida exclaimed, as she finally found herself standing up,

“as expected from the hero course! We can use our quirks as much as we want” cheered Sero.

‘fun?’ Shiro thought looking at them with a raised brow before he tilted his head and a shadow swallowed the place causing them all to freeze. “while adventurers had more than enough heroes to go around all of us where fully aware that if adventurers failed then the Landers would pay for the failure in Blood” Shiro started, causing all but Aizawa and Shinso to recoil.

if for different reason.

“this may be a different world, and I’d admit heroes here are cut of a different cloth. but it’s not all fun and games, it’s dangerous, and only one mistake is needed for civilians to die” he continued.

this was a lesson Shiro taught him quickly, something he had to know or he’d not make it under the pressure as a hero.

“so what happened to becoming heroes, aren’t you all here to learn so that you don’t make these mistakes out on the field? natural disasters, massive accidents, ego mad villains all kind of calamities a hero have to counter when we least expect them” he asked looking at them.

Aizawa had a bordering maniacal grin at those words even if said grin was almost hidden in shadows due to how he tilted his head.

but said words also struck deep and hard.

“Shiroe’s right, it’s our job as heroes to reverse it all and restore reason. you’re planning to spend three years here. so if you’re counting on a friendly chat after school that’s too bad. from now on for the next three years all of you can expect your life to be hell, one hardship after the next” Aizawa spoke looking at them as he raised a finger.

“All right then, in that case new rule the student who ranks last in total points will be judged hopeless. and instantly expelled”

“our freedom means we deal with students as we please” Aizawa said out, pushing the bang out of the way for a moment.

“the kid who ranks last gets expelled?!”

“this is our first day here!! but even if it weren’t...”

“that’s just to unreasonable!!”

“As Shiroe mentioned, all kinds of calamities can happen when we least expect them. Japan’s now positively drenched in unreasonable. and it’s our job as heroes to reverse it all and restore reason”

‘the pressure is on so this is UA’s baptism. the pinnacle of hero training no choice but to give it my all’ Ilda thought.

“I expect you to overcome these trials and climb to the top. time to step up to the plate. now then that was the demonstration”

‘Shoto Aizawa, aka Eraserhead, the hero teacher who’s expelled 154 potential students’ Shiro thought eyes half lidded.

///

trial 1, 50 meter dash.

“3,04 seconds” the computer rang out as Iida reached the finish line ‘for the 50 meter I had to shift straight to 3^rd gear’ he thought

‘well that’s him in his element, it’s what he’ll do for the other trials that interest me’ Aizawa thought.

“5,58 seconds”

next pair came up to the line, and Uraraka tapped her cloths and shoes. ‘I’ll make my shoes weight less, my clothes too’ she thought.

“7,15 seconds”

‘wow I managed to shave some time off my middle school record!’ Uraraka thought happily.

“hahahaha, everyone’s being so artless about it” Aoyama said “you should use your quirk-”

“start!”

“-like this” he finished as a beam went off from his stomach lifting him up into the air then fell down on his back stood up and continued again.

“5,51 seconds”

“if I keep shooting for longer than one second, my tummy will collapse you know”

‘What is this guy!?’ was the shared thought

‘pushing ones quirks to their utmost limits. shows me how much room for growth each of them has and allows me to take note on what they can and can’t do just yet. now lets see how you runts use your creativity to keep yourselves afloat’ Aizawa thought watching and keeping track.

“Blast Rush!” bakugo started as he readied himself

“Turbo!” explosions blew off as he went forward more or less flying to the finish line.

“4,13 seconds”

‘just as I thought if I use both hands it disperses the power’ Bakugo thought his hands smoking, but noticed that Shinso had already reached the finish line before he did.

‘when did he move!’ was the shared thought as Shiro chuckled.

“you’re getting really good at that” Shiro said out amused, and Shinso didn’t respond to that statement.

“Hey! wait why isn’t he doing the tests!?!” Mineta shouted pointing to Shiroe causing both him and Aizawa to raise a brow.

“did you forget that he already has a license? there’s no need for Shiroe to do the assessment we have far then enough practical proof of his skill” Aizawa drawled.

“now get going” he said out.

trial 2 grip strength test.

“Whoa!!”

“543 kg! what are you a gorilla? no you’re more of an octopus!”

“someone say octopus? hot” Mineta said out gaining some disturbed looks form the others.

Shinso blinked as he saw Yaoyorozu use a metal clamp getting about 900kg which wasn’t bad but he wasn’t sure how it counted as strength.

“is a metal clamp allowed?” Shiro asked curiously,

“she used her quirk to make it” Aizawa responded, well that answered that.

trial 3 standing long jump.

“I’ve seen you teleport from across buildings. which is about the same distance who’s available here do you know what the limit is?” Aizawa asked and Shinso paused.

“it’s more of high speed jump then teleportation” Shinso corrected absently as he was in thought. “I’m not all to sure, shorter ones are better for control then long distance flickers are” he continued.

“I see” Aizawa said giving him a blank look, before glancing at Shiroe.

“about at 100m at the moment, but it will probably rise to 500m with some more leveling” Shiroe explained.

“100m minimum it is” Aizawa stated writing in said result, without having Shinso jump.

trial 4 sideway jumps...

this was something none of them where good at, thought Shiro stared at the little pervert with a blank look.

Mineta where simply used his balls into two groups and bounced between them at rapid pace. 

“I don’t get why this is even a test” was heard and several agreed to that.

trial 5 the pitch

“go, go, go!!” Uraraka cheered, as the softball continued with no stop in sight before it faded from ones sight.

Aizawa showed them the result and instead of a number a symbol was visible.

“Infinity!!?! holy cow!! she got an Infinity!!!”

“gravity manipulation? or is it resistance manipulation” Shiro mused humming, and made Aizawa pause slightly, because Uraraka’s quirk is registered as zero gravity. yet that other concept mentioned.

‘I don’t have the same option as Shiro got’ Shinso thought walking towards the circle.

‘I’m no mage, I can’t form a energy whip to use as a catapult for extra power to my throw’ catching the softball.

‘the 50 meter dash was probably my best of the tests. but the strength test wasn’t bad either.  assassination won’t help that would just destroy the ball’ Shinso frowned slightly. ‘but would piercing it with an arrow even be allowed? well Yaoyorozu did fire it with a cannon’ he mused.

‘now how will you manage this?’ Shiro thought curious.

his hud flicked on in an instant,

Shinso

Race; human

Class: survivor

Type; weapon master / Level; B

quirk: brainwash

Inventory:

boo-staff

Archer’s bow

the bow materialized in his hand in an instant, and while he could potentially use it as a bat, he didn’t think the teacher would appreciate that, until he caught a second ball and blinked.

“fire the first at your effective range and the last at maximum distance” Aizawa ordered grinning behind his scarf, he was actually curious of how far Shinso could snipe.

“okay” Shinso said out with a slow breath, looking a bit startled but took in in stride, now having a very clear permission to fire them with an arrow.

piercing the first ball with an arrow that formed with nearly a thought and pulled the string.

2,6km

stabbing the second ball before pulling the bowstring and fired this time with full strength and you could practically hear the bow crack under the pressure even if no visible damage could be seen.

a Boom was heard as it fired off into the distance, shocking the other students and it took a while before a result could be seen.

22,70km

they all blanked even Shinso looked startled eyes wide as he read the result.

“22 km” Bakugo muttered as the number sank in. that, that’s ridiculous, but his effective range was far less then the max one so that’s something.

“not bad at all” Aizawa said a wide almost maniacal grin on his face that made the others rather vary and scared.

‘ah another scary teacher’ Shinso thought with a sweatdrop before noticing that Shiro looked more curious and intrigued by the result then anything else.

trial 6 seated toe touch...

“why?” Shiro asked simply wings ruffling slightly as he watched them most unable to touch their toes thought some did manage.

“I’m not quite sure myself” Aizawa admitted, it’s part of the normal tests thought.

trial 7 pushups.

Aizawa stared at the purple haired teen who kept going even as it broke thru 600 while the others stopped a while ago.

“one of the passive effects again?” Aizawa asked.

“he is on level B even if it’s a resent achievement” Shiro answered easily as if it explained everything. but with mana having gamer traits, it probably did.

passive effect, enhanced physiology higher level the higher the enhancements gets, and B is the third highest with only A and S being higher.

“enough you can stop now” Aizawa said cutting Shinso off from continuing.

“right sensei” Shinso replied.

trial 8, endurance run...

Momo Yaoyorozu had gone and made a bicycle so she was circling the track calmly, but she was also talking with Shinso who kept even speed  with her not even pausing or slowing down. he didn’t look to be tiring any time soon either.

glancing at Shiroe who where openly chuckling, already aware that the tests would get a bit tilted when you add in mana to the mix.

the remaining students had already collapsed at the side of the track some while ago.

giving a sight, “Enough!” he called out causing the two to stop.

“get some rest while the results are calculated” he ordered.

///

everyone was now standing again.

Momo had been watching Shinso for the entire test, as she had watched the other classmates as well, seeing how they preformed.

she found his quirk to be strange, but slowly began to unravel it in her head. ‘it’s similar to my quirk’ she mused, or at the least had some similar traits.

Creation was versatile in a was most quirks weren’t purely because Momo could create anything she needed for any situation.

need to reach a higher place, a grabbling hock would form beneath her hands.

Need to catch someone rocket boots were simple and easy to create.

fend off a opponent, she had trained years to fight with staffs, that’s when she truly realized what his quirk was.

‘he can create constructs and the scores also show enhanced physic as well’ she thought.

hers was powerful quirk, versatile but like all quirks it had a drawback.

she drained energy from her lipids to create the item she needed, after all you aren’t able to make something from nothing. ‘so what do you use?’ she wondered she’d ask him when they left.

but Shinso hadn’t been the only one to create something.

Shiroe had also done something similar for his sole example.

an whip of energy. he had wings to, and

“time to present the results, the total is simply the aggregate sum of each of your scores. if I recited all your scores it’d take a million years so I’ll disclose them all at once” Aizawa explained.

a projection came up from his handheld device he’d been using to measure the tests. the blue holographic display with twenty names and placements spread across it.

2^nd place.

and sitting above her name was the boy who caught her attention.

Hitoshi Shinso.

behind her she could hear the small boy with grape shape hair began to mutter under his breath while others let out a sigh of relief of not facing expulsion.

“oh yeah that whole expulsion thing was a lie” Aizawa said out as the hologram shut down.

“it was a logical ruse, to pull out your best performances” the grin was as insane as ever.

“WHAAAAT!!?” the class burst out.

‘lie?’ Shiro thought giving him a utter blank look at that, something both Shinso and Momo noticed.

“c’mon guys use your brains it’s not logical to kick out someone after one test” Momo said.

“and right yep, with that it’s over. your curriculum sheets are back in the classroom so give them a once over” he turned to walk away.

glancing back at them “go to recovery girl and get yourself patched up. since your eyeballs will doubtless pop out of their sockets at tomorrow’s absurd ordeal” 

“Logical ruse?” Shiroe deadpanned, now standing behind the corner.

‘when did he move?’ Aizawa wondered, before figuring that he can use something similar to what Shinso had demonstrated. just allot more stealthier in it’s use.

“logical ruse what kind of excuse is that? wouldn’t it be better to say that they showed promise thus not expelled” Shiro muttered before he tilted his head and pointed behind them with a raised brow.

there behind a tree in bright yellow striped suit was All Might.

“oh it’s All Might. so you were watching it take it? you must be free then” Aizawa said turning around.

“logical ruse? you liar, April fools was a week ago” All Might’s voice boomed.

“you expelled an entire new class of first grades last year. you kick kids out without a moment’s hesitation if you judge them as having zero chances. this is a total 180 from what you used to always say could it be because you felt it too right? their potential?” he continued.

“you too?” Aizawa paused.

“their chance are above the zero mark. that’s all” Aizawa said before walking away.

“I can kick out anyone whose chances drop below that mark at any time. it’s not a cruel thing to end the half assed chasing of a dream”

“just as I thought we’ll never get along” All Might said out. ‘so that’s your brand of kindness is that it? Aizawa however...’

Shiro shook his head before vanishing from sight, his personal version of the subclass’s skill sneak.

Chapter Text

his wings covered his side in a instant, and sound of metal vs metal was heard... while Shiro dematerialized the shopping bag into his inventory.

“you again” Shiroe scowled as he looked at Staindhal or rather Stain, thought why the former vigilante would interrupt him, ‘should have know it was too good to be true’ Shiro thought, after all he managed to actually do his grocery shopping this time.

only to be interrupted shortly after leaving the store.

‘Enchanter’s quickly rising in popularity’ Stain thought, jumping back before the wing could slam him backwards, glancing at the sword who looked a bit rough on the edge.

‘those wings are dangerous’ was the simple thought and remembered how the sword outright Shattered last time when he accidentally hit it, and Enchanter hadn’t even actively used the wings at that time, no they had been carefully folded under the cloak.

but now the wings where unfurled one curling around Enchanter as a personal shield. and more then strong enough to be used just as that, the feathers even damaging the edge of his sword, and by going off the sound, the wings aren’t not mere flesh and blood. no they seem to have metal like qualities.

civilian dressed or not, the visor glinted eerily as a staff? no spear materialized in Shiroe’s hand pale golden color, intricate patterns looking just as his reputation. as if he’d come out of a fantasy novel, or rpg of some kind.

“why can’t I go shopping without encountering a villain?” Shiroe asked himself staff swirling

Stain blinked because of how out of place that mere statement actually where.

“if we clash the weaker will be culled. so what will you do?” Stain asked. sword raised to block the spear like staff.

“weaker? mayhap, I’m not a assassin but a mage, and mages do meddle it’s the essence of being an enchanter after all” Shiroe said as he ran forward, meddling with the battlefield changing it to your liking boosting allies and sabotaging enemies, and it’s something Shiroe do so very well.

Stain barely got a chance to react as Shiroe moved, crossing the distance between them in an instant.

‘getting closer to shorten the distance between him and an opponent with a long reach. it’s a good decision’ Stain thought as spear caught the sword trapping it in a lockdown in an instant, while Stain went after a shorter sword, currently sheathed.

released in an instant cutting towards Shiroe as the staff lit up, ‘he disappeared?” Stain thought as Shiroe was no longer in front of him but right above, his spear like staff, no scythe, white-blue plates almost feather like distinctly tribal blending with labyrinth like forms formed an energy blade that swirled in the air aiming directly to him.

the strike hit hard, really hard and was less cutting then being hit by a sledge hammer. ground cracking and it felt almost like his arm where breaking. ‘such power’ Stain thought, and Shiroe’s eyes lit up.

‘an real assassin’ Shiroe thought, his hud on and in a instant read Stain’s status.

Stain

race: human

class: villain

type: weapon master / level: S

 sensing the ripples of energy, of Chi shaking the air with undeniable bloodlust, Stain’s movements changing becoming unrecognizable from before and far, far faster. while not fully realized, he’s probably the closest one can get without knowing of mana’s existence. subconscious but everything passive that could be trained without learning the skills where there.

each strike causing damage to the area and stain clearly moving at speeds equal to a S level Adventurer, more then enough proving his own status as an Assassin.

as they traded blows after blow, the area starting to take heavy damage, walls, and ground cracking, scythe blade batting away the thrown knifes before a energy like whip went after Stain who jumped up at the wall to dodge it.

dark purple energy forming in Shiroe’s hand “nightmare sphere” before it where thrown towards Stain who managed to get away from the rapidly expanding sphere rather not wanting to find out what that attack actually did.

‘fast, really fast’ Shiroe thought rapidly ‘accuracy support’ he called forth altering his aim to fit while boosting his accuracy, the following whip strike was one Stain only just barely managed to avoid.

‘his style is changing’ Stain thought and was only barely able to dodged as several crimson feathers hurtled towards him, and wasn’t able to dodge the following light blast that struck him.

both his body and head hurt from that blow.

noting that both of them are now at a distance and energy seem to glow faintly in enchanter’s hand.

“thorn bind Hostage” was heard and Stain barely manage to get out of dodge before energy like thorns ripped open from the ground but one of them started to wrap around him and Stain felt pure pain hit him the moment it where cut.

‘damn it!’ he cursed several feathers aiming towards him again... the entire situation rapidly becoming a bad one for the villain. Shiroe, Enchanter alone where proving to be a difficult challenge add in possible one of the worst Pro heroes he could ever face into the mix.

 the disadvantage might very well loss him the match. he needed to get close, get even a drop of blood to defeat his opponent. an ambush or fight against a close range fighter that’s easy.

enchanter was a close range fighter, extending that range with his staff, yet now he’s proving that he’s even better at long distance and semi-distance the staff’s reach extending by two more meters by the tribal wing blade alone, not to speak of the several meters his whip grants him and the energy blasts can probably travel even further then his energy weaponry.

no enchanter simply chosen not to use his abilities full out before. his alliance with the police probably allowed him to use his quirk now.

Stain did not like where this fight is going, neither the risk of his dream, and the winged heroes’ interference make him like it even less.

“not so easy when you can’t go after a single person” Hawks taunted flicking some feathers towards him that Stain blocked before getting struck by an purple blast  and Stain’s eyes widen as everything just slowed.

no he where the one who slowed down.

Hawks whistled “damn that’s temporal manipulation isn’t it” he said out, a feather cutting thru Stain’s knee.

‘no I refuse to loose now’ Stain thought, he refuse to loose to a pair of fake heroes only in it for the praise!

“indeed” Shiroe answered flicking his wrist as the energy threads formed stopping Stain from getting any closer as he dashed towards them. energy plates shifted, as the threads twisted, manipulating the astral mana from restraining him to the area to restrain his direct motion instead.

“astral hypnosis”

the last Stain saw before everything went black was a faint glow to Enchanter’s hand that was almost unnoticeable.

///

Hawks stared at the downed villain, before getting out a set of cuffs and placed them on an unconscious Stain. seriously considering slitting the tendons in the mans’ other knee but he rather not get scolded for using to much force.

yet...

Stain’s a hero killer, one who’s actively gone after his friend Twice Now!

“at least you didn’t get hurt this time” Hawks started “but what the hell happened here exactly?” He continued having a feeling he already knew.

“last time I got ambushed this time as I where shopping my senses where already in over-gear so the attack didn’t come as a surprise” Shiroe replied dryly. talk about choosing wrong moment to attack.

“I’m impressed that he trained himself into an S class assassin, and thankful he didn’t have any of the active skills to back it up, Assassins are known for the to have the highest dps for a reason” Shiroe sighted.

“Dps?” Hawks blinked.

“damage per second” Shiroe answered.

“I’m guessing speed and attack power” Hawks mused.

“rather amount of damage caused on a body within curtain time frame” Shiroe corrected with a slight tilt of his head.

“all I wanted where to get a few notebooks before classes started” Shiroe didn’t whine, but it where fairly close because frankly this is getting ridiculous. who’s next all for one?

he held back a grimace at that train of thought. yeah he sure hope that didn’t happen. 

“well at least you won’t be crippling any more heroes” Hawks stated with a frown. as he used a feather to grab Stain before both headed toward the police to drop the villain off, and probably leave a report as well, this is going to take a while.

///

“All Right class, tell me where the mistake is in this next English sentence example. who knows the answer everybody hands up and raise them high!!” Precent Mic shouted with energy, even if Shiroe currently where missing.

‘so normal’ everyone thought.

‘so loud’ Bakugo thought but before lunch they have normal lessons for all required subjects. but it where soon lunch which means you gather in the grand mess hall to sample first rate cuisine for cheap.

and wile Bakugo wondered where the pale teen had gone off to, he wasn’t alone in that, question, most of the class wondered where he disappeared off to.

he is already a pro, Bakugo remembered, ‘perhaps a villain attack got him hold up, underground fights aren’t really seen as often as limelight ones are’ he hummed in thought before headed back toward the classroom.

“what?!” Aizawa hissed screamed causing Bakugo to stop at the door before he could open it.

“you got attacked by the hero killer?” that caused Bakugo to freeze.

“we were tied until Hawks came into the battle, his speed was truly impressive” Shiroe admitted. 

“you aren’t injured, well you don’t look injured if a bit windblown” Aizawa sighted tiredly.  

“mana remember, we regen means more then mana recovery” Shiroe chuckled  “but my wings blocked his ambush so no he didn’t get a chance to sneak injure me this time” Shiroe stated.

Aizawa froze “this... time” he repeated slowly.

“I’m rather sure Staindhal went insane, targeting me back then made no sense. this time it made more sense I’ve gotten allot of publicity and popularity, but my publicity is generally the reporters finding me or civilians manage to get of a film or photo” Shiroe stopped at that. no even now it didn’t make sense why Stain would target him, after all Enchanter is known as a Underground pro.

sure the most popular underground pro but he didn’t venture out into limelight battle that often. each time he did it drew far more attention then he’d like to.

 “on another note we have a company” Shiroe stated looking towards the door, opening it with a wing and both saw Bakugo standing there having gone very still.

“err, sorry didn’t mean to listen in” Bakugo apologies after a moment

“it’s not like it won’t become known later today, a hero killer was caught after all” Aizawa shrugged with a sight.

“better get ready, you’ll have foundational heroics next, and he’ll need your help” Aizawa said to Shiroe before taking his sleeping bag and left the classroom, probably going to head to the teacher lounge to sleep form looks of things.

‘need my help?’ Shiroe thought curiously, ‘why would the teacher need my help?’ he wondered as Bakugo glanced at him before getting to his desk.

‘why did the teach tell Shiroe to help the teacher?’ Bakugo wondered, form sounds of that, it sounded like the next teacher aren’t used to teaching. but it didn’t take long before the rest of the class entered the classroom.

///

“why weren’t you here earlier?” Shinso asked taking a chair next to Shiro.

“ran into some problems before school, you’ll likely hear about it later” Shiro sighted.

‘problem to say the least’ Bakugo thought with a sweatdrop remembering Aizawa’s reaction form earlier.

“it’s me! Coming thru the door like a normal person!!” All Might said out as he entered door slamming open.

‘normal person?’ Shiroe tilted his head not all to sure what that was about other then him being dramatic.

“I can’t believe it! All Might really gonna be teaching us!”

“that design’s silver age! that art style clashed so much it’s giving me goosebumps”

All Might came to stop dynamically in front of the blackboard, “welcome to the most important class of UA high. think of it as heroing 101, here it is where you learn the basics of what it means to be a pro and what it means to fight for the name of good!” All might posed before showing a large note.

Battle

“let’s get right into this! the Trial of Battle!!”

“Fight training” Bakugo said out a fire lit in him.

“and to go with your first battle” All Might continued pointing towards the wall who extended several shelves each holding several boxes with number on each and every one of them. “we’ve prepared the gear you sent in requests before school started!” All Might said out.

“Our Battle gear!!

 “awesome” the class cheered.

“get changed and we’ll be ready to go! everyone gather at ground beta!”

///

before school started, you fill in a report on their quirk and body spects, sending it in, an affiliated company to the school then takes that information and makes their ideal costumes! it’s a smooth system.

detailing specific requests is accepted and so their state of the art costume is created.

‘well it’s not like they needed to make me one’ Shiroe thought somewhat amused, flicking thru his inventory to get his gear as he walked towards the training ground, but one thought went thru his mind.

‘this is going to be interesting’

“that’s fast?” All Might paused, and blinked as he noticed the mage like cloths of a rather infamous pro.

“and you’re allot younger then I expected” All Might stated after a moment.

“my age is conflicting” Shiroe responded.

‘what?’ All Might paused to that, but didn’t get a chance to continue as the other students arrived, exiting the tunnel, fully dressed and costumed up.

“they say the cloths makes the pro’s young ladies and gentleman, and behold you’re the proof!” All Might said out, 

“now you’re all geared up, you all look so cool, I’m liking everyone’s styles!”

Shiroe turned to look at his classmates, eyes analyzing the different costumes, tilting his head at Tokoyami’s because due to the black cloak you couldn’t really see what he where wearing under it, yet Shiroe couldn’t help but have the distinct feeling that the gear where well wrong.

an eye closed in amusement as he saw Shinso’s gear, from the pants to the leather like tunic, gauntlets even leg braces, whoever designed it took the hunter look and went with it. even if Shinso didn’t seem to know what to make of it. 

before he froze, while all of the boy’s where covered well sort of, bakugo’s and Kirishima’s cloths where rather revealing. the girls on the other hand apart from Kyouka had skin tight bodysuits. but in Momo’s case that leotard barely even covered her breasts, left her stomach exposed groin area barely covered.

thought Tooru Hagakure caused him to blush in an instant.

“Shiro?” Tokoyami asked worried noticing the reaction

“I’m going to lodge file charged to Aizawa” Shiroe responded a hand covering his eyes as he for once tried to suppress his senses.

“why?” Tokoyami asked his friend because that reaction was a bit well odd.

“there’s rules against such revealing outfits or none at all” Shiroe stated his voice carefully void of any emotion he where currently feeling, as he tried to hold his mana back from bleeding out.

Tokoyami blinked before looking at his classmates then promptly turning away “I’m coming with you as back-up” Tokoyami said quickly.

“much appreciated, Tokoyami” Shiro replied, before thinking to hell with it.

Hakagure startled as a cloak was dropped over her, “eh?”

“what are you doing?” she asked to look at the young pro, who’s still wearing his.

“fay have a few additional senses, one being the ability to sense the worlds fluctuations, I don’t need eyes to view the world or those in it” Shiroe explained, and Hakagure blushed unseen as she realized what he meant.

”oh” she squeaked, she couldn’t exactly stay invisible while wearing cloths, it messed with her quirk’s power, but having someone able to actually see her even if invisible that’s something else entirely. something she’s not encountered before.

“whoever designed your costume should be fired, I know my protective gear is paper thin by adventurer standard, but you don’t even have one! gear that turn invisible isn’t even that hard”

Hakagure was silent as he snarled, clearly displeased.

All Might twitched ‘did he just say what I think he did?’ he thought noticing a white cloak covering the invisible student, which told him enough about that.

“now that you’re ready. it’s time for combat training” All Might said out interrupting the students who where taking in their classmates costumes.

 “Sensei! this is the fake city form the entrance exam. those that mean we’ll be conducting urban battles again?” Ilda asked.

“not quite” All Might started holding up two fingers “I’ll be moving you two steps ahead. you see this will be an indoor battle trial” All might explained.

“a villain cleanup is usually seen out in the open. but statistically the better part of it is an indoor job. most acts of villainy are committed indoors. backroom deals, home invasions, secret underground lairs, the the black market, in this hero saturated society. hehe why any villain with intelligence is lurking in the shadows” All Might said out

 “for this test you’ll separate into villain and hero groups-“

“no” Shiroe interrupted quickly making everyone look at him, his eye glinted eerily and caused a shiver to run up their spine ‘ah he’s pissed’ Shinso thought holding back a laugh considering who Shiroe’s ticked off at.

“there’s no speeding up training. All Might start from the Basics” Shiroe pointedly reminded, tone serious. “indoor team battles are most definitely not basics, you’re taking unnecessary risks”

All Might blinked slightly, before looking at his little book he took out form a pocket, and Shiroe raised a brow as he saw the title teaching for dummies on it of all things.

“you forgot structural theory so one can fight inside a building without collapsing it over one’s head, and you always need to test ones armor before going into battle with it, so you don’t end up severely injured because of faulty gear” Shiroe deadpanned, quickly understanding why Aizawa told him that All Might needed help.

the symbol had zero skills in teaching.

All Might flinched slightly at the reminder, he had completely forgotten about that. “Right okay I were moving a bit to fast there” All Might admitted giving a nod to the young pro.

“then chance of plans you’ll be doing a urban race instead” All Might decided, that would give them a good chance to see how it was to move in the costumes.

“is it okay if we blast the others away?” Bakugo asked, because that would make a difference on the scale he could use.

“is there a threat of expulsion like with Aizawa-sensei’s exercise?” Uraraka asked

“are we separated into groups or will we all race at the same time?” Ilda continued.

“doesn’t this cape look magnificent on me?”

‘what?’ Shiro turned toward that one, before seeing All Might look a bit stiff, picking up “I can’t hear you if you all speak at once”

“no avoid collateral which includes your classmates. Aizawa is a sadist, All Might is optimistic, so no. that depends completely on what kind of race being done” Shiroe quickly responded and All Might let out a relived sight.

“Like the young pro said, no expulsion for this and try to avoid harming your fellow classmates” All Might stated,  

“for this training we’ll be doing a race instead so you can check how it is to move in your costumes and see if there’s any faults with it. you’ll be separated into teams and will help each other get thru the race course” All Might explained keeping the team part

“you’re teammates and competitors will be chosen... by lottery!” before taking out a box where it said Lots on it.

“is that really how we’ll do it?” Ilda asked seeing the lots box.

“pro’s often don’t get to choose who they work with, being forced into very compatible or out right clashing and horrible team-ups with other heroes, one might know well or not know at all” Shiroe explained.

“yes, life is a random series of events, excuse my rudeness” Ilda said giving a bow.

‘so formal’ Shiroe thought to that

“no swear and it’s exactly as Enchanter said. it’s a common every day part of heroics. so even if you hate each other you’ll still have to put it aside long enough to get the job done” All Might nodded.

“Anyway let’s get this started!!”

soon later they got the matchup

team A, Uraraka and Asui

team B, Todoroki and Shoji

team C, Mineta and yaoyorozu

team D, Bakugo and Ilda

team E, Aoyama and Ashido

team F, Koda and Sato

team G, Jiro and Kaminari

team H, Tokoyami and Shinso

team I, Hagakure and Ojiro

team J, Kirishima and Sero,

“did I seriously get matchup with the other person in class that knows Shiro?” Shinso asked rather amused.

“Wait, what about-“ Uraraka started.

“it’s a bit redundant to have enchanter compete to check how it is to move in ones costume when he’s had his for months” All might interrupted, that and it’s uneven in number, honestly he thought that Aizawa would expelled at least one of the students the other day. 

yet Shiro looked rather amused, a single eye closed in entertainment. “years All Might, years not months” Shiroe corrected. “for me cloaks and coats even if robes are more nostalgia now. I’m more then used to wearing, traveling and battling in this sort of gear comfortable without any form of hinderance, that for me it’s outright strange not wearing a coat or cloak to combat” Shiroe explained stretching out a arm as he gestured to his own gear.

wings easily slipping thru the hidden slits on the cloak with familiarity that started the students and even All Might-.

“you on the other hand have never worn hero gear before even less used it. this is new and strange, while you sent in requests for traits or appearance it don’t mean that said request function like intended, or that that you even like the look. it’s common for heroes to go thru several different kinds of costumes over their time especially when in training” Shiro stated.

“right” All Might started, not quite sure what to think of the young pro. “lets see who’ll go first” All Might declared taking up two letters from the lots box.

“Team A and team D are up first” he called out, “everyone else can head to the monitor room to watch” All Might stated.

///

the class with different plan worked quite well, and the performances varied for the various teams.

thought...

knocking on the door moments. “I’m not interrupting anything am I?” Shiroe asked as he opened the door before anyone could answer.

“well no, but Shota don’t really like having his nap interrupted” Precent Mic pointed out pausing at the close to frigid look Shiroe currently had.

“we’re willing to risk it” Tokoyami said stressing the words.

“what’s wrong?” Aizawa asked standing up from his sleeping bag.

“the female gear were not only pervertly but outright lewdly revealing” Shiroe responded.

“explain” Aizawa demanded frowning deeply.

“while Jiro had a normal costume, shirt, pants, jacket and all, Uraraka, Asui and Ashido is wearing skin tight suits, and while Asui’s is understandable and probably requested like that for aquatic adaptation and it covers her whole body from toes to neck, high boots and gloves, it’s Normal and covered compared to the other two. Ashido’s costume also skin tight fit, and it wouldn’t really be a problem if not for the neckline being left open in such way that it focuses specifically on her breasts. then comes Uraraka who openly complained about the tight fit and wondered if she needed to be more specific because that’s not what she had requested” Shiroe started.

he’s perfectly aware of how perverted some gear could get, especially with female gear but in theladasia it wasn’t this extreme and it didn’t focus on that at all, actually the times where it did end up more sexual was more like Midnight in that they choose that style.

here thought it’s easier for the gear to get perverted, and as it’s less adventuring and beating monsters and more rescuing and defeating villains. the style of gear used differed which made it easier for it to get perverted.

“it only gets worse as Yaoyorozu’s costume if you could call it that is a barely covering swimsuit, that leaves both stomach and most of her breasts uncovered, and of course it’s tight fitted” Tokoyami continued. Aizawa closed his eyes as he took a deep breath, but precent Mic shared the building outrage.

“and then we got Hagakure, who’s costume violate the law” Shiroe started. “she have a pair of gloves and boots” he finished and both teachers froze.

“gloves and botos” Aizawa repeated.

“nothing more” Shiroe nodded. “she even confirmed it during the training earlier, after I dropped a cloak over her” wings ruffling with a eerie metallic shatter.

the temperature plummeted as Aizawa shook with barely contained rage.

“this is most worrying” Nezu said standing in the door opening, and Shiroe tilted his head toward the chimera.

“there’s two cases on the male side with similar perversion clearly in mind, both Kirishima and Bakugo aren’t really wearing anything on their torso. but their pants are loose and they do have both shoulder and arm gear. so it might be intentional but I’m not sure, considering how Bakugo’s quirk works it lits some questions” Shiroe continued.

“oh the ones responsible for this will be punished I promise that” Nezu said eyes blazing with a feral rage, but he paused as Shiroe’s eyes lit up with brilliance white for a moment.

“oh I’d love to help” Shiroe practically purred, the smirk gracing his lips where dark, oh so dark, as they all shivered as his mana started to bleed out it’s presence. and they all felt it, before Shiroe manage to pull it back the shadow covering his form lightening.

Nezu’s grin widened at the feeling suddenly realizing why Enchanter is so utterly terrifying to his opponents.

“oh I like you. are you free in the afternoons? I would like to have tea with you” Nezu asked, and Aizawa stilled as warning bells rang out in his head.

his instincts told him to grab the young pro, and tell them to flee the country, but he knew it was futile. it didn’t leave the fact that Shiroe is just as dangerous, so while Nezu can be dark, Shiroe’s more on several occasions proven to be a void. but while Shiroe’s strong enough to remain with his sanity intact he’s not all to sure how Tokoyami would handle it, by the time the whole mess is over.

“while it sounds nice, my afternoons are mostly occupied” Shiro replied, thinking to Hawks who visits often, he’s come to enjoy their spars, the theory is also very interesting to the time he spend training Shinso or just relaxing with Tokoyami, still finding the avian’s presence to be so very nostalgic.

“no trouble! both Tokoyami and hawks can join in if either wants to! the more the merrier I say” Nezu said cheerfully.

“now excuse me I’ll have to check what company made these costumes” Nezu smirked sadistically before disappearing out the door.

“you know Hawks?” Tokoyami asked and Shiroe tilted his head.

“well yes, he spends allot of time at my place. can’t blame him for that considering my place is silent compared to anywhere else” Shiroe responded easily. it’s no secret that the two know each other either, not for the last 10 months or so. but perhaps Shiro being enchanter hadn’t really gone that public yet.

///

Shiroe had one eye closed and was very amused, mostly at how Uraraka ended up dragging Shinso elsewhere earlier as they where heading towards the same area. while Tokoyami felt somewhat exasperated at his partner as Dark Shadow was currently very pleased wrapped-curled around Shiroe’s shoulders.

that the waiter seemed rather nervous of dark shadow’s presence didn’t really matter.

“you know Shiro, I envy you” Tokoyami said out and Shiro blinked.

“envy me?” he asked not quite getting why.

“yes” Tokoyami responded, “you have a pair of wings. you can fly around whereas I am stuck on the ground because all I have to show is the head of a bird and a shadow spirit bound to me”

“my wings are more for defense then flight I’d admit” Shiro said with a shrug, the feathers are more or less sheats of metals and shields after all regardless of how life like they appear and act.

“but having a quirk is better then having none at all” he continued.

Tokoyami was silent for a moment suspecting where that’s heading “what do you mean?” Dark Shadow asked out the question, tilting their head slightly.

“my ability awoke first when I gained my other life’s memories when I where 12” Shiro explained.

Tokoyami’s eyes widened, his body freezing slightly, more then aware of how quirkless are treated, something far worse then any so called villain quirk holder are treated.

late bloomers are always very powerful, but they either surfaced due to one’s body now able to handle it or the quirk had some form of condition needed to activate. there’s still the problem that said person needs to survive to that point first.

“for 8 years I where effectively quirkless, I still technically am, as my powers come from my spirit and mind so I don’t need any quirk gene to speak off. spiritual powers like mine uses different rules one being you need to be aware of it existing to learn to use it, so mine awoke automatically with my memories of having used said power for several centuries” Shiroe chuckled slightly “hell even my fay gene turned more active with the memories”

 “I, Shiro, I don’t know what to say” Tokoyami said out running a hand thru his feathers. “you’ve gone thru hell and back, I apologies for bringing up any bad memories”

Shiro shook his head “it’s okay, it where long ago for me” and that’s true. his memories as Shiroe where closer to present in his personal no mental timeline then his memories as Izuku, even the future ones. the cause definitely being getting said memories. 

“that you became a hero even after gaining memories of a different world is truly impressive” Tokoyami stated more then aware of what tended to happen to heroes who gone thru something like that. most tended to either retire or become villains.

“not really. I where and still am an adventurer, I won’t ever stop being one. Hawks is one to actually, so it’s proven that adventurers exist here to and if going by your own energy you’re likely one to even if dormant” Shiro explained causing Dark shadow and Tokoyami to blink.

‘a what?’ he thought.

“do I remind you of someone from that other world?” Tokoyami eventually asked.

Shiroe got a soft expression at that. “Soujiro Seta and Kogarasumaru” Shiro answeted.

“didn’t you call me Kogarasumaru first time you sensed me?” Dark shadow asked, that name still felt eerily familiar for some reason.

“I did” Shiro chuckled. “there are only three differences between you and Kogarasumaru, the first being your appearance, the other is that you feel younger more child like then the ancient spirit with the third being you’re tied to Tokoyami and not a sword” Shiro explained.

“oh” Dark shadow said out, because that’s not what either of them expected.

“and who’s Soujiro?” was asked mostly out of curiosity of the one who he resembled.

“Soujiro looked mostly like a human teen with long dark teal hair often tied up in edo style ponytail. he had his casual who where more traditional compared to my own, wearing a purplish blue kimono with light blue haori. his gear thought originally a dark red samurai armor, he switched over to a lighter armor gear of a white combat-kimono n hakama with red dragon pattern” Shiroe started describing his old friend, eyes closing.

“He were ridiculously popular with the opposite sex, but sadly for the girls he where far to obsessed with battling and exploring then romance” Shiro chuckled. “they weren’t attracted to him due to his looks thought, rather he were courteous, and protective something he did just because it’s his nature. however the warm and kind Souji that most would see wasn’t his true self” Shiroe paused slightly

“he where darker then they expected then” Tokoyami stated having hard time believing someone he reminded of would be smiles and sunshine’s of any form.

“very. while generally rather friendly and borderline effeminate at times. he’ a top tier fighting with legendary tier equipment, fiercely protective of his friends to point where he mercilessly cut down enemies, leaving them dismembered or dead with no hesitation as they dared to harm someone he care for” Shiroe explained. “his eyes tended to outright change from wide and kind to slanted and sharp, a predatory grace as his movement gained a grace and balance that’s nothing but serene that’s almost saintly. Sword Saint as he where titled was so very fitting for someone who could be compared to the reaper himself”  

“he sounds like a legendary samurai” Dark Shadow mused out.

“rather literal. he where one of the younger members of tea party, but we where still a legendary group. and Soujiro choose to become a samurai over monk or guardian or any of the other classes for that matter. even adding master swordsman as his subclass making that title as sword saint well earned to a brutal degree.” Shiroe explained, before looking thoughtful at Tokoyami

“I can remember seeing Kogarasumaru spiritual form overlaying Soujiro’s body allowing him to fly when he where normally grounded, but also moved faster, stronger then ever before. it wouldn’t surprise me if Dark Shadow’s capable of overlaying you the same way” Shiro said and caused Tokoyami to go into thought at the comment.

*overlay?* Dark Shadow asked mentally, not quite sure what that meant. but if it held a key to get up into the sky.

then it was worth looking up.

Chapter Text

with the news of All Might joining UA’s facility took the whole county by surprise.

and naturally the media swarmed and pressed at the gates for days on end for a scoop. everyone want to get their hands on All Might.

“lend us some thoughts on what it was having the symbol of piece standing before you at the podium of education!”

“my thoughts?” Uraraka started hesitantly “uh, he was really muscly? yeah!”

Shiro stopped as he stared at the entrance of UA or rather the commotion occurring there. ‘reporters’ he thought dryly as they bombarded Ilda, flashes of light and seemed almost like a hungry pack of piranha.

“that do you think of All Might turn at teaching?”

“it redoubles my awareness of the fact that I’m enrolled where I can reap the rewards of the pinnacle of hero training. it goes without saying that his authority and mien are awe-inspiring, but so too are qualities such as his sense of humor now that we students will be constantly exposed to such an impressive role model, we will be able to study what one needs to possess in order to match the definition of a top hero and furthermore-“

Shiro stared as did most of the reporters who listened, no one actually expecting him to go into a long discussion of all things.

‘well he handled that well’ Shiro thought, as the reporters noticed bakugo heading towards the door and went towards him.

“what do you think of All M... wait?! aren’t you the kid from the sludge guy incident?” they asked

“Drop it” Bakugo snarled not liking the reminder of that before walking thru the gate. and Shiro could understand that. it wasn’t something anyone would like to be reminded off considering how close he got to drown and being used as a meat suit.

‘I should head inside to shouldn’t I?’ Shiro sighted, reporters is not something he liked. and then a reporter noticed him shouting it out for the rest to hear. ‘wonderful’ he thought dryly.

“any comments on All Might?”

“that guy looks familiar but I can’t place him” another mused.

Shiro’s eye twitched before he flapped his wings ones with a thundering crack causing them to back flinch at the sudden sound of thunder.

“such rudeness” he commented, eyes flashing causing them to flinch.

“we just want to know how All Might’s adjusting to being a teacher!!”

Shiro frowned deeper as his shadow came down upon them with a heavy weight of displeasure. ‘how do he get anything done with this media circus following him around everywhere?’ Shiroe wondered.

“and that allows you to harass? students of UA?” he asked, voice carefully neutral.

“All Might is off duty, we’ve not even been able to start todays classes yet, because you’re preventing students from entering, vacate the premises, before I call the police to pick you up for harassments” Shiroe voiced, his visor flashing a brilliant white.

they all froze.

yes everyone have heard of the rumors that enchanter is Terrifying toward villains, but to actually see it in person.

“if you want an interview then do it properly and put in a request” he said spinning around and walked thru the gate.

“Come on!! couldn’t you get All Might to tell us a little?” one of the reporters asked, “ah rats” she cursed.

“All right if you won’t get him I’ll go and get All Might myself” she said out.

“Wait hold on!” another reporter called out.

as the gate slammed shut.

“UWAAA!! What’s happening!!!?” she screamed sinking to the ground as she stared at the wall.

“don’t you know of the school’s defenses? that’s the good ol UA barrier, well that’s what we call it anyway” another reporter explained.

“Defenses? it practically killed me” she snapped.

“oh well it’s designed to prevent anyone who doesn’t have a student card or special entry permission ID the security gates will snap closed automatically. even within the campus area there are sensors all over the place, we can’t get in without that pass”

she huffed standing up again “keeping the public out, does this school think they’re untouchable?” she “the least they could do is grant me one interview”

“I know right, we’ve been here for two days I still don’t have a single comment for the record yet” he paused slightly as he finally recognized who Shiro is.

 “that where Enchanter” a reporter said out eyes wide, unseen to the reporters who stilled at that. another where there.

‘enchanter?’ he wondered, wondered about why the reporters just seemed to freeze.

“who?” another asked, not recognizing he name.

“the young pro who dealt with the sludge villains 10 months ago” was the response “then scolded the other pro’s for their lack of action. he where dressed civilian at that time too, and that’s the first time the public got to see how he looks like without his famous white cloak. the underground pro’s as popular as any of the top 20, but normally only those he rescues and villains gets to see him, it’s why we didn’t recognize him until now” he nodded to his own assessment 

‘an underground hero as popular as limelight ones? now that’s unusual’ Shigaraki thought

underground heroes where called underground because they’re often active at night, or in areas that’s hard to see, indoors and alleyways. it’s summoned up as they exist but normally never really seen to the public eye, this causes a bad hit to their popularity so while they do allot of hero work they’re not seen doing any of it more often then not.

yet this hero was still as popular as the top heroes, without entering the limelight. that means his popularity is purely fueled by stories, rumors, and sightings, not including the villains he’s caught. there’s probably photos and videos of him in action online, but this would all be fan-mad publicity rather then official one.  

‘that shadow he caused’ Shigaraki thought, understanding why. there was just something dark, something alluring about the winged pro, he drew one’s attention without leaving the comfort of his shadow.

//////

“hope you’re rested from yesterday’s race, I took the liberty of looking at your marks and evaluation” Aizawa said as he placed a stack of paper on the desk.

“now let’s get on with business, our next task will decide your future so. I’m sorry to have to spring this on you all but-“ Aizawa started

‘what now?? another quirk test?!’ was the shared thought.

“we need to pick a class president” Aizawa finished.

‘oh good just normal school stuff’ all thought before it registered and the reaction was instant.

“Finally something school like!!!”

“I wana do it too”

ohh! ohh! I wanna be class president! pick me!!”

“my manifesto as president. all girls must expose 30cm of thigh!!”

oh you mean the position that exists for me”

“that’s like a leader position I’ll do it! me, me!!”

‘if this is anything like the general education, it’s probably rather mundane and extra work. even in theladaisa positions like this was mundane, if you disregarded that we used quill’ Shiro thought tilting his head at the commotion, ‘this is department of heroics, so it might be closer to a guildmaster or pseudo one perhaps, either way it’s a good way to get noticed by agencies as you prove you can lead a team like a real pro’ he mused.

“Be QUIET!”

everyone stilled “this is a task laden with responsibility where you must carry and pull everyone else’s weight! just because you’d like to do it doesn’t mean you can!” Ilda started

“it is a holy office that requires the great esteem and trust of those around you... the only truly worthy leader will emerge from a democratic choice reflecting the will of the people. which is why this must be settled by a vote” Ilda said arm stretched up.

“it’s pretty obvious that you want us all to vote for you” was the shared comment.

“is this a good idea?” kaminari asked.

“it’s still too early to have developed any trust in each other” Tsuyu stated.

“and everyone will just vote for themselves” Kirishima pitched in.

“and that’s precisely why the person who does manage to earn multiple votes, will be the truly appropriate person for the job no?” Ilda responded.

“is that all right sensei?!” he asked Aizawa who where stepping into his sleeping-bag.

“do as you want as long as you’re done before my naps over” Aizawa said simply laying down.

“thank you for your trust” Ilda said.

“it is sound, but I’m not entering” Shiro said simply causing everyone to look at him.

“eh? you don’t want to become the class president?” Kaminari asked surprised.

“don’t need to add something more to what you already do” Shinso stated the whole class was reminded that Shiroe as Aizawa had said already have a license and is a pro, if a young one.

“indeed” Shiroe closed his eyes.

it didn’t take long before the results where given and counted.

Shinso sputtered, “how did I get three votes?!” he demanded, as Uraraka whistled to herself..

‘perhaps I should keep my vote to myself’ she thought.

“zero votes. I see, of course. I feared this might happen. but I can’t argue with the system I suggested” Ilda said,

“you voted for somebody else uh?” Yaoyorozu stated

“you knew it was best to vote for yourself right?”

short moment later Aizawa where standing up still wrapped into his sleeping bag, “Alright” Aizawa started.

“the class rep is Shinso, with the vice rep is Yaoyorozu” Aizawa

“how did this happen” Shinso wondered standing in front of the class.

“this might not be so bad” Tsuyu mused, a finger on her lip in thought.

“yeah I can get behind Shinso” Kirishima said.

///

“it’s always so crowded in here” Uraraka pointed out.

“that’s because students from, Heroics, support and management department all share the same cafeteria” Ilda stated.

“mmm. this rice is delicious” Uraraka smiled happily at the taste.

“how did I end up president. I don’t even know what to do” Shinso complained.

“sure you do” Uraraka countered.

“you’ll be all right. you’ve got the courage and judgement when it counts, Shinso. I voted for you because I knew you have it in you to carry us through” Ilda explained.

“but didn’t you want to be class president yourself Ilda? you got the look down with the glasses too” Uraraka questioned.

 ‘looks?’ Shiro blinked. “looks got nothing to do with it” Shiro stated with raised brow.

“wanting a job and being suited for it is two different things serving the Ilda family’s hero agency taught me that much, I did nothing more than follow my own judgement on the matter” Ilda explained.

“that and it wouldn’t suit you not now anyway. you’re to stiff to thrive in such a position without harming yourself” Shiro said and that caused them all to stare at him.

“you, you don’t say” Illda said out twitching a bit.

“to lead then you need to be able to adapt, to be flexible, you need to be able to know how far you can go stretching the rules for what is right” Shiro explained pointing a chopstick at Ilda.

“you’re far to stiff, to proper to bend the rules flexible to ones moral” he finished.

“okay personality analysis aside” Shinso cut in. “you do sound rather proper”

”yeah, you’re always going on about honor and stuff! I might be wrong but are you from an upper clast family?” Uraraka asked curiously.

they all blinked as ilda focused on his food rather then the question.

“did I miss something?” Tokoyami asked holding his own tray.

“you did” Shiro answered. “Ilda’s just being humble” he said lips quirking amused as an eye closed.

something both Tokoyami and Shinso have noticed happen when he’s amused, an single eye or both tended to close in a form of eyesmile.

“you know what do your family do? you said something about agency moments ago” Shinso asked.

“err, it’s nothing” Ilda countered.

“admit it Ilda, you’re filthy rich” Uraraka said cheerfully as it sparkled around her.

“I where afraid people would treat me differently if they knew about my family” Ilda answered.

some staring later, form Uraraka he sighted.

“you see the Ilda’s have been pro heroes for generations, it runs in our blood” he explained. “do you know of the Turbo Hero Ingenium?”

“of course. he’s a popular top hero” Tokoyami nodded to that.

“and he is my big brother” Ilda said proudly.

‘he’s so unabashed!’

“he’s a beloved pro hero and unmatched commander who prices the hero code. I am the second oldest ilda son, I aspire to be a hero like him one day” Ilda explained before sitting back down again. closing his eyes in thought “however I believe it’s to soon for me to be in a leadership role”

“you for example figured out what the judges where looking for in the practical exam” Ilda said with a smile.

“that is the first time I’ve seen you smile Tenya, you should do it more often” Uraraka pointed out.

“what are you talking about” Ilda frowned to that “I smile all the time”

an alarm went out.

“WARNING, LEVEL 3 SECURITY BREACH. STUDENTS PLEASE EVACUATE  THE BULDING IN A ORDERLY FASHION” was heard thru the speakers.

“what’s a level 3 security?” Ilda asked, as the alarm continued ringing

“it means someone’s infiltrated the school grounds! this hasn’t happened in my three years here” the other student answered before leaving.

Shinso went to stand up before he got pulled back down. “it’s just the reporters, sit back down” Shiro said taking another bite of his food.

“reporters?” Ilda and Uraraka repeated.

”you can sense that from here?”  Tokoyami asked.

“I don’t need eyes to see. and the reporters are easy recognized” Shiro said dryly before he glanced toward the exit and student.

or rather the packed students.

“ow, ow”

“stop pushing me”

“quit it”

“lay off or I’ll fall”

“quite pushing me”

“that’s a total mob” Uraraka said, rather thankful she wasn’t stuck in it.

“everyone was quick to react, as I expect from UA students” Ilda said.

Shiro stood up his pupils seemed eerily slitted and the visor that tended to always cover his eyes nowadays seemed ominous.

“cover your ears” it was a simple command but one they followed instantly as his wings slowly stretched up out and almost crackling with energy.

Boom

“Blackout” Shiro murmured and Tokoyami’s eyebrow rose, as a thin curtain of darkness stretched over the ground wrapping around the students preventing them all from moving.

“urg, I’m not a crowd controller” he muttered.

“Enough!” Shiro’s voice thundered causing flinches form everyone who heard it.

“it’s just the press, you’re UA students. act like it and walk Calmly before you send your own classmates to Recovery girl” visor flashed a brilliant white for a moment.

before he dispelled the spell as he noticed their breathing had calmed.

“Excuse me for a moment” Shiro said before vanishing in motes of light.

“he can teleport?” Ilda asked looking rather startled.

“Shiro is a mage after all” Shinso stated.

///

“go bring All Might out here!! he’s gotta be in there!!”

“we told you he’s off duty” Precent Mic responded blankly.  

“just a single word from him and we’ll go away!!”

“I know how you people work. give you an inch and you’ll want a mile” Aizawa stated dryly.

Present Mic leaned toward Aizawa for a moment.

“they are trespassing, and crossing into villainy. why don’t we just beat them up” he asked,

“Don’t bother or even think about it. unless you want your name dragged thru the mud” Aizawa countered. “lets wait for the cops” and Present mic growled before blinking.

he wasn’t alone in that regard, as Aizawa as well as the reporters there also blinked pausing as Shiroe materialized in-front of them in motes of silvery lights.

shifting slightly while Aizawa raised a brow, something was up, and well at least they got confirmation that Shiroe can teleport now. thought they also got confirmation that it wasn’t the technique he used a few days ago either, as no motes of light was seen then.

a staff materialized in his hand as Shiroe tilted his head, his eyes thinning something far more dangerous. 

“my apologies for intruding” Shiroe started his smile causing shivers down their spines.

“I am the renown professional analyst and tactician Shiroe former guildmaster of Log Horizon of Theladasia” Shiroe introduced placing a hand over his heart as he gave a nod like bow.

Aizawa’s eyebrow shot up at that introduction. ‘well it seems like he’s confirming the incarnation status publicly’ he thought, and while it was theorized on the hero network it hadn’t been truly confirmed. well not publicly at least even if he never denied it and do confirm that status if asked in person, not that you needed to ask for confirmation considering he wasn’t even attempting to hide being an incarnation.

he made it rather obvious actually.

“but you’d probably be more familiar with my alias as the archmage Enchanter” Shiroe continued as if he wasn’t freezing the reporters in terror.

his smile widen into a fanged crimson like grin that froze the reporters in place.

“did you really need to do that to yourself. not only endangering students but working with a villain of all things, trespassing and destroying school property meant to keep the students safe, triggering a security alarm that haven’t been triggered sense last time a villain attacked the school.  tilting his head to the side as a darkness fell over the area, as Shiroe’s form was shadowed in a void, the visor shining in a brilliant white-silvery color, and his smile was cold, so very cold.

“or were you merely hired as a diversion? either way you still caused allot of harm and still be arrested as accomplish of a villain hopefully you weren’t doing it intentionally but the damage’s still done” Shiroe mused nodding slightly as his pale visor flashed causing the reporters to recoil.

Shiroe’s angry and that much was obvious, and his darkness felt far more malevolent then Aizawa have ever felt before. making Shiroe appear as if some form of abyssal deity ready to drag them all into the void at moment notice thought.

Present Mic whistled softly, and Aizawa wasn’t all to sure how Shiroe manage to keep his mana restrained so that no one where suffocating right now.

a siren was heard as the first police car stopped at the school gate.

“that’s a wrap! get these vultures out of our station!” Present Mic called out to them.

“Enchanter? you’re in UA I thought that was merely a rumor” the police paused slightly and shivered. ‘he’s angry’ he thought.

“I am” Shiroe nodded, pulling in his presence again that he didn’t appear as a darkness embodiment anymore.

neither police officer decided to ask or even bring it up and merely choose to take the reporters in for now.

///

in the classroom, Shinso and Yaoyorozu stood at the front of the class

“All right president start us off” Yaoyorozu stated.

“oh man I still don’t know how I ended up doing this” Shinso murmured.

“we’ll need to pick the other student representatives. but first” Shinso started drawing others attention.

“I have no clue how to do this, and I’m not good at interacting with others, never really gotten to considering my quirk”

“I will try but there will probably be bumps in the road as I do try. and Shiro” Shinso said looking at the winged teen who raised a brow in resonce.

“you’re my Mentor in a rather literal sense. I wouldn’t even gotten into this class if it wasn’t for your training. and I will include learning how to manage this into our training” Shinso stated making Shiro chuckle. the others staring at the two somewhat confused for a moment as the sentence registered.

“not the first time I’ve taught someone to become a team leader” he said out still chuckling lightly.

’what?’ almost everyone in the class thought at that.

‘what where he doing in that other world?’ Shinso and Tokoyami wondered, but considering what happened in All Might class it shouldn’t come as a surprise. and while Shiro is technically their age his mind is far older, and he is already an official pro.

“never mind just get on with it already. we’re not getting any younger here” Aizawa said out startling the class, and made Shiro chuckle again.

///

the principal who were frowning as he looked at the damage.

“how where ordinary members of the press able to bypass our security systems?” Nezu asked looking at the rather literal dissolved gate. “Someone else instigated this” Nezu decided.

“Shiroe did point out when he froze the reporters that they will be held accomplish to a villain” Present Mic stated, Shiro had said that to the police rather pointedly.  

“so a villain did manage to infiltrate the school? but is this a show of power or declaration of war” Nezu wondered, remembering what Shiro have said of what’s to come.

a war.

and UA will end up near or in the center of it.

if literally or if it’s their students that gets pulled into the mess... well Shiroe had called 1A hell class probably for a very good reason.

“where is our resident analyst anyhow?” Nezu wondered.

“don’t know, he left rather swiftly the moment class ended” Aizawa said walking up to them tiredly.

“I see” Nezu nodded.

///

later that evening...

Hawks landed in front of the old charge turned home, opening the door and entered getting sweet relief the moment he closed it and senses efficiently cut off form the outside world.

‘silence’ he thought the building headache puttered not getting any stronger thankfully. before he picked up cursing?

‘what?’ hawks blinked, leaving the small lobby for the living room and noted Shiro’s Enchanter gear or part of laying scattered about,

along with stacks of books.

“Okay what’s going on?” Hawks asked noting that the owl gave Shiro another book, pointing to a specific page at that.

‘right owl like spirit not an mere owl’ he remembered.

“methods to eliminate undead monsters” Shiro stated making Hawks blink.

“eh?”

“new round of coffee” Dabi asked

“sure why now” hawks responded accepting one of the cups.

“what caused this research?” he asked, having a bit hard time believing anyone would need to know how to beat undead monsters of all things.

“because one of the villains is an necromancer, and it’s been ages sense I studied the field or needed knowledge about raid level undead” Shiro replied.

“Necromancer” Hawks blanched at that, while Dabi grimaced. that sounded twisted and wrong in so many different ways.

“Undead monsters renown and a pain to deal with. not counting their stench and speed. or well sometimes speed is traded for insane durability instead to regenerative properties and formed when graveyard or dungeon bones are injected with certain magical power” Shiroe explained simply.

“legend has it that a famous mage tainted himself with forbidden arcane arts to acquire this ability and is mentioned in the quests related to that class. the few who knows this art make sure to conceal and protect its existence” Shiro sighted.

Hawks tilted his head “if it’s so secret why do you have so much information on it?”

“Paladin, warrior class of holy knights of high rank native to western lands. they have more skills geared toward fighting ghosts and undead than guardians or any other warrior class. on the other hand their techniques for coarse hand to hand combat and their teamwork skills are muted and they’re more suited to acting as relief against specific enemies than ordinary dungeon captures. but on such raids they’re more active than guardians” Shiroe read up thought both where rather sure he read that form memory and not the book he where flicking thru at the moment.

switching to another book. while he’s not all to sure how the books he’s not read still contained the information when he conjured the library or perhaps libraries where better word for it.

at least three of the ones he visited the most which was why his Victorian inspired library was so massive, it actually seemed allot smaller then it actually is.

“necromancer villain wonderful, I’m guessing their undead soldiers causes us allot of problems” Hawks sighted.

“will send the number one, Endeavor to the hospital impressive healer considering he keep his eye” Shiro paused for a moment, as both looked at him.

“Endeavor as the number one. what will happen to All might?” Dabi asked, twitching at the thought of the fire wielder as number one.

“his stamina finally ran out of fumes so he lost the use of his quirk, and retired. well either that or his archenemy manage to critically wound him and All Might can’t survive a that level of damage a second time” Shiro shrugged.

“All Might’s injured? actually that makes sense his sightings a day have shrunk the past 5 year” Hawks mused.

Chapter Text

“Don’t move or I’ll kill this lovely family. you don’t want their blood to be on your head you heroes!!” the villain said out holding several civilians in a crushing grip.

mt Lady snarled “you’re charged with serial larceny and murder Vihara head-gear!” she snarled.

“he’s strong and fast... try anything to keep him close” Kamui Woods said

“never fear citizen” was heard from above.

“Missouri Smash!” was called out as All Might came down and struck the villain in the head knocking him out and quickly grabbed hold of the civlians.

“For I happen to pass by on my way to work!”

“WHOOA All Might!!!”

the civilians cheered

“I’m grateful but” mt Lady started

“he’ll put us out of work” Kamui Wood finished dryly

his ear twitched

“Kyaaa! a Hit and run!!”

“I’m going to be late for school but I can’t ignore a call for help” All Might said to himself before taking off with a leap.

‘I’ve clearly gotten slower. my powers are weakening even faster then before, and I’ve not found a successor yet’ he thought

‘the amount of time I can forcible keep my powers activated have also gone down’

‘while he would be a suitable successor. I honestly can’t imagine him even needing one for all’ that thought came with a sighted as he stopped a car.

“seems there was an incident with a fugitive barricading himself the next town over”

taking off again.

///

Aizawa stood in front of the class.

“Today’s training will be a little bit different, you’ll have three instructors, me All Might and another facility member keeping track of you”

Sero raised a arm “Sir, what’ll we be doing?”

“Rescue” Aizawa said holding out a card saying the same thing.

“be the heroes everyone needs whether it’s a flood or any other disaster, shipwrecks stuff like that”

 “rescue uh, sounds like we’re in for a big workout” Kaminari said.

“Totally!”

“come on dumbass that’s what a hero’s whole job is! I’m chomping at the bit!”

“if it’s a flood then that environment’s my specialty ribbit” Tsuyu hummed

 “don’t get ahead of yourselves” Aizawa interrupted.

“as I was saying, I know how much you like costumes keep in mind that some of your costumes probably aren’t adapted to the task at hand after all. the training area is fairly far away so we’ll get there by buss” pausing slightly as he remembered another thing.

“right before I forget, some of your costumes have been altered. now that’s all go get prepared” he finished.

“altered?” was asked.

“there exist laws on how much skin a costume can show at a curtain age, so they got altered” Shiro stated offhandedly flipping thru his menu and equipped his gear that materialized in motes of light and within a second had replaced the uniform he wore moments before.

“that’s unfair” someone stated.

///

“I like it!” Ashido sheered, her costume hadn’t been that altered, rather only the neckline was now a halter-neck, with some almost unseen protective padding at her neck.

“why!” Mineta complained, noticing Yaoyorozu’s costumed had been almost drastically altered.

while it’s still a tight fit and sleeveless still the same color scheme and patterning as before... now it was a full body leotard or close to it, sure it was opened at parts of her thigh and neckline it wasn’t as drastic as before. the main difference where the sippers, on the legs, on the side of the waist from her neckline down to stomach, even on the back making her easily able to open up for more skin area to use without breaking underage costume restrictions.

Uraraka where also happier, while the changes to her costume wasn’t as drastic as expected there was some heavier changes still there. for one the suit where padded with protective gear to provide better protection to her body but as result it wasn’t exactly skin tight anymore either. the shoes while still rounded and fluffed up in form didn’t have heels.

“way more comfortable” Uraraka exclaimed cheerfully.

Bakugo snorted amused before throwing Shiro a look, his costume had also been altered, frankly a sleeveless black top was added underneath the orange x that previously covered his torso, but he didn’t mind the change, frankly he could understand why it was raised in the first place.

the only two who didn’t have their costumed changes where Kirishima and Tsuyu the former due to technically not needing the protection, and he choose to do so for some reason and Tyuyu’s costume is well a water-suit.

“Come on, it’s time to get on the buss! the teacher’s aren’t going to wait forever you know” Shinso called out snapping out of looking over their costume changes.

it didn’t take long for them to get on the way toward the training area.

“hey Shiroe. I always say what I think no matter what’s on my mind” Tsuyu stated.

“hm? Asui?” he wondered.

“didn’t I say call me Tsuyu” she countered before looking at him. “that power of yours remind me allot of Hawks” Tsuyu continued.

 an eyebrow shot up at that.

“wait up Asui, their themes are completely different. both got wings but that’s where the likeness ends” Kirishima countered. “still it’s cool to have such simple enhancer quirk. you can do allot of flashy stuff with it” he continued and Shiroe snorted at that.

“my hardening is super strong and can destroy bad guys in a fight but it’s not that impressive” Kirishima said holding out a arm who he hardened.

“pro’s huh, but you know heroics as a lot about it that’s a popularity contest. my navel laser is both flashy and strong enough for the pro level” Aoyama said before Ashido laced a hand on his shoulder.

“sweety it’s way lame if it gives a stomach ache after some seconds” Ashido stated making him rather depressed.

“well if any of our classmates have pro quirks it’s Todoroki and Bakugo” Kirishima said looking towards the two.

“sure but Bakugo’s always fuming and Todoroki is to cold to become very popular, civilians will be too scared to approach” Tsuyu said bluntly.

“Come on I’m Working on it Damn It!” Bakugo snapped out.

“okay didn’t expect that”

”settle down already, we’re here” Aizawa said out looking over the class.

///

standing outside of a massive dome, and a pro where already there waiting.

“everyone I have been waiting for you” 13 said

“wow!! no13 is one of my favorite heroes!” Uraraka cheered practically jumping with glee. “it’s the space hero no 13! he’s the hero who does phenomenal work with disaster relief” Uraraka cheered.

“lets head inside without delay” 13 said gesturing to the large doors, before opening them letting them all enter.

“woah!”

“it looks like some kind of amusement park”

“a shipwreck

a landslide

a fire area

a windstorm and etc” 13 counted up spreading out their arms. “I created this training facility to prepare you for different kinds of disasters. it’s called the Unforeseen simulation Join! or USJ for short” 13 said

‘it really is just like universal studies japan’ was the shared thought.

Aizawa walked up to 13 looking around 2hey shouldn’t All Might be here already?” he asked. “let me guess he booked in a interview instead” was said dryly.

“From what I was told” 13 started before holding up a few fingers “it looks as thought he’d been out hero-ing while commuting, using up his time”

“Now he’s resting in the breakroom” 13 finished.

“That guy’s the height of irrational” Aizawa muttered. ‘the day’s not ruined thought we have a backup plan’ he thought “it can’t be helped, shall we begin?”

“excellent, before we begin just one thing or two... or three” 13 said

‘they’re increasing’ was the shared thought

“or four or five”

“we get it” was the shared response.

“listen carefully I’m sure you’re aware that I have a powerful quirk. it’s called Black Hole” 13 started. “no matter what material may get sucked into its turned into dust”

“while it’s true that I use it to rescue people. it is however a power that could very easily be used to kill” 13 said in a more somber tone.

“some of you may also have powers that may be dangerous” was said.

“in our superhuman society all quirks are certified and strictly regulated, so we often overlooks just how dangerous it can really be. please don’t forget that if you loose focus or make the wrong move your powers may be deadly. even if you’re trying to rescue someone” 13 explained.

“this lesson will serve as a fresh start! let’s get to learn about how to wield our quirks for the same of a human life. your quirks empathically do not exist to hurt others. please leave this exercise having fully understood that your quirks exist to help others!”

bowing “that is all you have my gratitude for listening so intently and patiently”

“that was awesome!” Uraraka cheered as did the others.

“all right first thing’s first” Aizawa started before going silent as the lamps went out and the fountain flickered.

“portal” Shiroe snarled as the dark mist swirled before flaring out and a hand started coming out of it.

“stay together and don’t move” Aizawa ordered “13!! protect the students!”

“what is that thing?” Kirishima asked raising a hand as he looked closer “has it started already?” he asked.

“stay back! this is real those are Villains” Aizawa said and the class froze

///

“the only real heroes I’m seeing is Eraserhead and no.13” Kurogiri mused “according to the teachers curriculum we procured yesterday mr All might as well as the analyst Shiroe was supposed to be here and yet” and Shiroe might actually be here as they don’t know how he looks like.

“I knew it so you scumbags used the press as a cover to sneak into campus” Aizawa said. while Shiroe quickly opened a screen, and promptly hissed when he got static.

‘interference, they came prepared’ he thought feathers sharpening in a instant.

“where is he? we went through all this trouble and bring so many friends eager to meet him. they want All Might the great symbol of peace” arms spread out.

tilting his head “maybe if I kill a few kids he’ll come out and play?” Shigaraki mused.  

while the villains where heading towards the stairs, the class looked at them approaching. ”real villains? no way how can so many of them get into a UA facility this secure” Kirishima asked.

Yaororozu took a step forward “yeah, 13 why aren’t the alarms going off?” she asked, causing 13 to turn their head towards them.

“good question. I’m not sure” was the reply.

“is the entire campus under attack?” Todoroki asked. “or is this their only target? either way the alarm sensors aren’t being triggered then one of these villains got to have a quirk that’s masking their presence here”

“they specifically choose this facility as a entry point when a class were being taught. they’re fools for trespassing here but they thought it out. whatever their plan they have to have a clear goal in mind” he continued.

“what is it?” Todoroki asked causing a few of them to flinch back.

“13” Aizawa started “get them out of here and alert the main campus” Aizawa ordered before pausing as a thought struck him “actually if they can block our sensors they probably can block our communication as well”

“they are. all I’m getting is static. and my communication is one of the strongest on the planet” Shiroe said dryly, his eyes practically glowing as the visor shaded his gaze, a hand raised against an unseen screen.

“they’re going to try and stop us from leaving” Shiroe said simply, causing Aizawa to hiss.

“how do, oh right the foresight” 13 corrected themselves, startling the class, as none of them had even considered that possibility.

Shiroe tilted their head slightly before realizing something.

“you’re going at it alone? are you insane? I’m not letting you do this solo not if we want the rest of the class to survive” Shiroe interrupted

“you can’t be a pro if you only have one trick” Aizawa stated

“true enough but you’re not suited for this, stealth and one on one are your best conditions.  the hand covered villain got a disintegration quirk. the one next to him is a literal S ranked Undead, with the portal user being an A ranked experiment. if we want everyone to get out of here safe and unharmed then you can’t go at it alone”

“undead?!” several yelped, while Aizawa mouthed the word glancing at Shiroe, because that meant the villains have a necromancer of all things either in the group here or working with them at remote.

“I won’t need to leave the stairs to provide it. I’m at my strongest as a rearguard and battlefield manager rather then melee front line fighter” Shiroe said not taking a no for an answer,

Aizawa glanced at him from under his goggles, and it was easy to tell that Shiroe is fully battle ready approaching the edge of the stairs. 

“fine but protect the students” Aizawa agreed before taking off jumping down towards the villains.

“Shooting squad take your aim” finger or literal gun muzzle fingers raised

“Didn’t they say it where jus going to be 13 and All might out here who’s that?” a woman asked hair raising upward

“don’t recognize him but if he think he can take us down easy then he’s dead,” the villain

“hey what’s going on!”  the villain shouted as their quirk failed to activate before the capture gear wrapped around them and threw the two high up into the air.

“who is this guy!” another shouted

“that’s Eraserhead a pro, he can cancel quirks just by looking at him” another explained.

“Eraserhead uh, guess you can’t erase the quirk of a heteromorphic guy like me can you” a stone like villain called out running forward and prepared to punch him but instead where sent crashing down into the ground as several light bullets hit him

“oph”

“what the hell?!?!” someone shouted, turning towards where the light bullets had come from, two more hitting the arm that went to strike Eraserhead from the behind before he where thrown upwards with the capture gear.

‘pulse bullet, small light bullets that track and strikes the enemy. zero casting time and cooldown with little to no mana drain it would be rather decent if not for the pathetic damage count’ Shiroe thought staff raised and aimed, as a few more materialized in a instant. ‘to high level adventures and monsters that is, but with my level and lander opponents it packs one hell of a punch’ he finished walking up to the edge to get better viewpoint.

several villains now able to see him, staff in hand and wings spread out and cloak flared.

“the hell that’s Enchanter!” a villain shouted eyes wide in shock.

“now who of you punks are next?” Eraserhead demanded throwing another one to the side.

the villains had to keep moving or they ran risk of being struck by

“his hand to hand combat skills are too commendable. furthermore we cannot be sure just whose quirk he’s erased since his line of sight is hidden by those goggles. that’s why even a large group like this is being beaten he’s making it hard for us to even work together” someone mused before being only just barely able to dodge.

“and that the terror himself enchanter is acting as backup what’s the Deal here!?!” a villain complained.

Shigaraki scratched his neck for a moment, “how annoying”

“pro heroes are such a pain, especially when they live up to their hype. if we were just common rabble we wouldn’t stand a chance” Shigaraki muttered as Kurogiri disappeared off elsewhere.

Enchanter spun his staff “nightmare Sphere!” he threw down, and Eraserhead instantly raised a brow as the sphere connected before rapidly expanding and the villains suddenly slowed to a crawl.

Shigaraki blinked “did enchanter just slow time?” he asked glancing upward as Enchanter’s attention where drawn to the gate.

a dark portal materializing stopping the students form getting to the door as it rapidly expanded into a dark cloud.

“I’m afraid I can’t allow that”

‘shit I blinked and the guy’s who seem like the most trouble got away’ Eraserhead snarled mentally kicking a villain and turned toward the stairs only to be stopped.

‘well guess you’ll have to handle that guy on your own’ Eraserhead thought ducking before he noticed almost startled that his speed had gone up his capture weapon also seemed stronger for some reason.

‘did he cast some support before hand?’ Eraserhead wondered.

at the stairs

“we are the league of villains. I know it’s impolite but we took it upon ourself to enter UA academy the base of heroes” Kurogiri started. “in order to engage with Mr All Might the symbol of peace. we were wondering if we might be allowed the opportunity to extinguish him you see”

‘so it’s here they started’ Enchanter mused,

“was mr All Might not meant to be attending this event? perchance has something been altered?” Kurogiri asked. “ah well setting that aside I still have a role to play” the mist rapidly expanded starting to stretch around them.

Kurogiri jarred his mist like body quickly shrinking in pain, as the bluish silvery energy scythe struck right thru him. ‘where did he come from?!’ kurogiri wondered ducking he couldn’t afford to be hit like that again.

“oh my, you do live up to your reputation, I’ve heard that you’ve started to use your power publicly and we still don’t understand what it is” Kurogiri commented noticing how the scythe blade lit up for a moment.

‘keen edge’ Enchanter thought.

“just run! Run get out of here!” 13 shouted,  

“no use” Kurogiri said out as the mist rapidly expanded again.

“you will be scattered”

“and tortured”

“and slain”

“Dispel magic!” Enchanter snapped out going with his instincts and senses, both who told him that it would work.

The dark mist suddenly blew apart dissipating leaving Kurogiri who stumbled barely standing as the unseen force hit him.

relieved that it had worked after all that spell was designed to remove buffs, positive and negative ones normally from your Allies.

“persistent porter” Enchanter muttered, as Kurogiri kept preventing them from getting to the doors.

///

elsewhere at UA.

“hm? it won’t connect to no13 nor Aizawa... then again they are teaching, unlike me I neglecting my duties because I spent the whole morning commute being heroic”

“armature move, what was I thinking? I guess I can go near the ending I think I’ve got about ten minutes left in me” All Might sighed before puffing up into his muscular and renown form.

“hold your horses” Nezu said opening the door.

“yes it’s me the guy you can’t quite make out if he’s a mouse, a dog or a bear and proud principal” Nezu said cheerfully.

“I see your fur is very neat today as well” All Might greeted.

“it’s the keratin. humans just can’t achieve this level of luster... putting that aside for now look at the news” Nezu said taking out a tablet showing a news feed.

“it say you solved three cases in just one hour” All Might shivered while Nezu gave a sight.

“the fault mainly belong to the ruffians who still causes problem in this city even with you being here, but you also have to learn not to react every time you hear an incident. you haven’t changed in all these years. you’ve always been proactive only now your heroism is limited due to your injury” Nezu said walking to a sofa.

“but you’re also searching for a successor for one for all. following your adherence to the idea of being a symbol of peace. as long as society at large remains unenlightened about either of your predicaments then the only place you can continue your work is exactly the place I recommended to you as a teacher here” Nezu explained pointing at the pro.

“isn’t it all right if you rest a bit more from now on?”

“actually you could have attended todays lesson if only for a short while no? of course you can take or leave y suggestions but you did choose to undertake the position. as such I’d be elated if you would continue to prioritize exercising your talents in the field of education” Nezu stopped blinking slightly as he got a message.

“well that’s odd” Nezu said allowing them entrance ‘why’s Hawks here, and is that one of the newer underground pro’s I do believe it’s the one who’s given the police quite the headache to’ Nezu wondered.

“you haven’t changed either Mr Principal” All Might stated... “but what’s odd?” he asked.

“hawks and I do believe one known as Dabi just asked for permission to enter the school they should be here any moment” Nezu said.

All Might blinked his form smoking a bit.

“oh dare it looks like you need to stay here for a while” Nezu said as All Might reverted just as the door opened.

Hawks raised a brow but didn’t look surprise, while Dabi coughed.

“The hell did you do to yourself? your hp is in red and status is littered in negative buffs?” Dabi snapped out, making All Might shift slightly.

“You can use mana I take it?” Nezu asked getting a nod as response “and wasn’t spirit the name for healer typed mana” Nezu continued

“it is spent about 2 years so far learning the spirit arts” Dabi admitted.

“and I’m guessing it’s as powerful and versatile as Shiroe’s own magic” Nezu nodded.

“it’s the only reason why this guy got skin and not charcoal” Hawks deadpanned.

“what?” All Might blinked.

“oh my” Nezu said eyes widened a bit that was not the reason he’d expected to learn healing.

“I saw what Shiro could do with merely healing potions and the spells are just as strong possible stronger at times but undeniable faster” Dabi explained, before tracing one of the tribal like marking’s that litters his skin. each one seeming cut into the skin but filled out with whitish silver thought the edges between un-scared skin and healthy scared one, where littered with what appear to be steel like staples connecting the scared tissue with the unscared one.

“this is actually a cosmetic item like Shiro’s wings, just one to grant fire resistance instead of flight” came the description.

“even before that, learning healing allowed me to heal the burns before they could truly burn. a prevention and recovery when it manage to overspill and cause damage” Dabi explained.

“you can badger number one later. we got a problem remember?” hawks interrupted.

“what kind of problem?” Nezu asked.

“Shiro gave an... odd prediction this morning” Hawks explained pausing slightly.

All Might stiffened more then used to predictions his former sidekick have a foresight quirk after all, and it’s

“he said the first event the escort mission is about to start” Hawks repeated.

“I’ve not been able to reach 13 or Aizawa” All Might said out aloud in realization.

“and all I get is static when I try to connect to Shiroe” Hawks admitted before his eyes sharpened.

“so where is his class right now?” Hawks asked.

“at the USJ” Nezu said standing up and jumped down from the sofa. “better get the other teachers, if Shiroe referred to this as an event then it’s a large scale attack” Nezu said ‘with risk to harm the students going with the escort part’ he thought.

“I’ll head-oph” All Might stopped short as Dabi pushed him back down into the other sofa,

“oh no you’re not going anywhere in that condition” Dabi said his eyes glinting a spectral purple as his mana seem to materialize into a tangible pressure even if an unseen one.

“Hawks and the other teachers can provide backup, and Shiro can hold his own. right now you’d only be a liability” Dabi said eyes thinned.

“heartbeat healing” the greenish aura flared around them in a burst of light like wind before enveloping All Might who blinked.

‘not possible, no doctor have been able to heal my inj-‘ all Might stopped short as the pain lessened.

“ah” Dabi breath out after half a minute. “couldn’t get it higher then 42% go figure either I need practice or your hp is ridiculously high. well Shiro do say warrior classes have higher hp then the other” Dabi mused.

“don’t look so surprised. mana is more versatile and far more efficient then quirks. downside being it takes time to learn and depending on spell may take time to recast” Dabi said dryly.

“three minutes” Hawks said opening a window as Dabi nodded, the amount of time before he can cast it again.

“well I’m off. just make sure you don’t use up all your mana on number one here” Hawks said just before jumping out of the window and took off, towards the USJ.

///

‘how large is this zone?’ Enchanter wondered as the villain dodged another attack, flinching back as the following energy dagger struck hard.   

“Ilda” 13 called out.

“Sir!!” was the instant reply.

“I entrust this to you, please dash as fast as you can back to school and relay the following” 13 started “somehow the alarms never triggered and our phones have lost reception. our alarms operate by infrared rays in spite of Aiza... Eraserhead canceling quirks down below their continued deactivation. is still likely the work of someone with an interfering quirk who wasted no time hiding him or herself. so in order to smoke that person out you must bolt and inform the school of our situation”

“but it would be a disgrace to the class if I were just to aband-“ ilda got interrupted.

“he said go!” was shouted.

“you can alert the outside of what’s going on! there’s gotta be a reason why they choose this place. you can alert the outside of what’s going on! there’s got to be a reason why they made sure to cause trouble here”

“and that means they won’t chase after you if you make it out. use those legs of yours while Shiroe is entertaining that black mist” Sero said continued on the same line of thought.

“please use your quirk to save others” 13 said back to Ilda keeping an eye on the villain Enchanter currently is fighting.

“I may or may not be able to stop him. but still I am surprised there are still simpletons among us who would spout out their plans while in the company of their enemy

“that don’t matter” Enchanter countered flapping his wings with a mightily force, sending out another unseen wave that rippled soundlessly thru the area dissipating the mist again.

‘attacks energy or not don’t work... no it seem to cause pain but no actual damage’ Enchanter thought,

“oh children, if you call teachers to your aid. I fear that would cause a spot of concern for us” Kurogiri said from another portal forming in front of them

before his visor flashed a brilliant white-silvery causing everyone to still momentarily ‘there!’ Enchanter flashed a grin before raising his staff into the air “Flip Gate!!” and suddenly the area lit up in silvery motes of light.

Kurogiri looked around not seeing any of the students anymore neither no13 nor Enchanter “Mr. Enchanter can teleport?” he asked himself.

‘that’s... not good’ he thought.

///

at the plaza

“23 seconds” Shigaraki mused

“24 seconds... 20 seconds” Shigaraki counted, as Eraserhead’s capture weapon was caught.  

“tch” running forward

“17 seconds”

‘I need to hurry’ he thought remembering Shiroe’s warning as he elbowed Shigaraki.

“we keep jumping around so it’s hard to tell but there are moments your hair falls over your eyes” Shigaraki started “it’s whenever you complete one action and the interval is getting shorter and shorter” finished as Eraserhead quickly leaped back kicking him at the same time.

“ah, you backed off” Shigaraki mused, nursing their stomach

‘if not for Shiroe’s boost that would have’ Eraserhead didn’t like that thought at all dodging another attack from two directions but he’s starting to get tired.

“that quirk of yours isn’t it unsuited to fighting masses for long periods? isn’t this far removed from your typical work? isn’t your actual specialty short length sneak attacks?” Shigaraki asked.

“so was the reason you jumped into open battle like this to give your students some measure of peace of mind? you’re so cool, so cool you are”

“oh by the way hero I’m not the Favorite here” the Nomu struck Eraserhead hard sending him crashing to the ground.

“actually” Shigaraki thought “you can erase quirks a respectable ability but there’s nothing to it in the end. after all when faced with overwhelming might you might as well be quirkless in that situation” Shigaraki explained.

‘he snapped me like a twig. looking at any part of his body should been enough to erase his quirks. in other words this is his base power. he’s damn near All Might’s level’ Eraserhead thought.

“Tomura Shigaraki” Kurogiri said reforming next to them.

“black mist. then is no 13 dead?” he asked.

“I ran into problem with Enchanter. I’m afraid I was prevented form scattering the students. and he was therefore able to escape with his life” Kurogiri explained.

“huh?” Shigaraki turned to him, lifting a hand.

“huu. uhhhh” scratching his neck with both hands. “Kurogiri, if you can’t be a proper warp gate then our plans have crumbled” he started taking a breath.

“there’s no doubt that if they throw dozens of pros at us we can’t win. it’s game over. aahhh it’s game over for now. shall we head back. no before that why don’t we use this opportunity to take out Enchanter” Shigaraki said pointing at the nomu then towards the door.

“and take the Symbol of peace’s pride down a notch” the nomu vanished and Eraserhead felt dread hearing a crashing sound.

“you’re really cool Eraserhead” Shigaraki said before everyone heard that howl.

“the nomu is screaming?” Shigaraki asked looking towards the stairs, somewhat confused.

“you’re underestimating the mage” Eraserhead said standing up with some problem.

“mage? you mean Enchanter, he’s known for not using his quirk. yet you openly calls him a mage” Shigaraki wondered.

///

the class looked around startled as the motes of light faded seeing the forest and large dome close by told them that they’re now outside.

“you can teleport?” 13 asked bluntly and surprised looking at Enchanter, who’s hero name right now is ridiculously well apt at this point. 

“Flip gate, instant teleportation spells that can only be used in indoor zones. it takes you to the emergency safe area in an active raid zone. extremely useful for getting through complicated dungeons without having to fight your way back or for regrouping when a battle goes south. there’s no max limit so it’s handy for large parties” Enchanter explained.

“Indoor zones? we’re just lucky the parking lot counts as part of the zone aren’t we” Shinso asked dryly.

“pretty much” Shiroe replied with an eye closed in open amusement.  

“oh yeah Aizawa is still at the plaza holding back that giant group of villains. there’s gotta be too many of them. sensei is naturally planning to keep them under control but... it’s not a stretch to think he flew into action in order to protect us and is overextending himself as a result” Tsuyu said looking to the doors.

Shiro’s attention where drawn elsewhere thought “still can’t get any contact” Shiroe frowned that means the range of interference was larger then expected.

“can you teleport everyone back to the academy?” 13 asked and Shiroe shook his head.

“no. flip gate only works inside zone. I’ll need to create a whole new spell for that kind of teleportation” Shiroe admitted, even if he found the thought interesting something worth to try, his flicker comes rather close after all.

Todoroki frowned looking closer at the buss as he saw something smoking. part of the hood where caved in, ‘they tried to scatter us, and kill us. at first glance I’d surmise they thought they could overwhelm even elites with sheer numbers’ he thought.

‘just pop open the lid and use us as pawns what a motley of goons. from looks of things out of those large numbers probably only three or four are actual threats, or at least by my estimate’ Todoroki mused. ‘but that didn’t stop them from being prepared’

“they sabotaged the buss” Todoroki called out.

“I see” 13 frowned under their helmet. there went their main escape path.

“the other’s probably noticed my missing signal by now. we still need to you out of here before the villains finds-” Shiroe said stopping himself as part f the wall just broke.

“Damn it!” Shiroe cursed wings curved as he flicked before a thunder was heard.

the wing glinting as a metallic shield taking the blow from the Nomu

his energy whip materialized in a fluent movement and threw the nomu back even outright ripping an arm off in the process before he hissed,

“damn it this is why I hate Undead” Enchanter cursed the others taking steps back as they saw the arm regenerate, while Shinso’s eyes wide, that attack hadn’t taken out any hp at all

“Go NOW!!” Enchanter ordered,

“yes sir” was the instinctive reply as they took off down the road.

“Can you handle the villain on your own?” 13 asked but the only response they got was several tendrils of energy thorns, before Enchanter formed some dagger like bullets and cut them.

the Nomu roared in pain and for ones Enchanter saw how the hp bar started to sink before it gradually started to increase again.

“Atrophy break” the nomu stilled visible having problem moving as the energy tips struck deep letting lose another howl.

‘if the nomu is here where’s Eraserhead?’ Enchanter wondered, not liking that thought at all as he dodged another punch before cutting the villain in half as the tribal wing that’s his scythe blade cut deep and clean thru.

seeing how the hp bar sunk and rose as quickly.

‘damn it, it’s regeneration is insane’ he thought before noticing something vital, it’s mana is sinking.

“I see” Enchanter said dodging another attack his mind running strategi thru strategi, one possibility over the next.

“Channeling” or perhaps a bastardy version of mana channeling he’s not going to give any back after all.

the nomu slowly started coming to a halt, as another hit cut of an arm and Enchanter saw how much slower it where recovering.

flapping his wings as he released another spell “Dispel magic” the energy wave caused the Nomu to jolt back the regeneration visible seem to sputter.

///

the villains stopped short, several staring as the nomu came down crashing into the plaza and looked worse for wear.

“Extermination!” scythe like staff swung, and the nomu was bisected the head went flying into another direction while the body dropped to the ground.

but Enchanter wasn’t alone as a crimson feather quickly grabbed Eraserhead and took him out of there.

“Enchanter, and Hawks” Shigaraki said, looking at both, “you’re not the hero I want” he said bluntly.

“my apologies then” Enchanter said standing tall staff held lazily but ready the energy blade seemed outright eerie and ominous.

“holy shit. I’m sweating just looking at him” a villain manage to say.

“Don’t flinch now Dumbass we came here to kill All Might” another snapped back before faltering as Enchanter’s gaze landed on him a eyebrow raised.

“apologies Eraserhead” Hawks said as he put him donw at the top of the stairs, but kept careful eye on Enchanter who spun his staff.

“he really is quite fast, huh- my eyes couldn’t follow him and yet speed wasn’t what I expected from him at all” Shigaraki said.

“but Enchanter’s here instead, I’m going to enjoy killing you” he said.

“you honestly expect to kill me with a mere party level undead, how cute” Enchanter said and Shigaraki blinked.

“party?” he repeated for a moment.

“let me show you what a true high level gamer can do” Enchanter offered giving a perfectly bland smirk as he nudged on his mana and the damn broke in an instant.

letting his mana fly as it enveloped the entire plaza

everyone froze, and Darkness Rose

Enchanter’s figure was covered in shadows as total darkness seem to stretch from the corner of their eyes yet wasn’t there.

the ground even started to frost as it became cold, so very cold

tendrils stretching out as if to drag them down into the void of the abyss.

visor glinting ominously deathly.

a legend.

a monster.

the villains were having hard time breathing even less moving!

‘cold blooded’ Hawks thought, he recognized this effect. ‘it’s closer to a racial skill. but truthfully it’s nothing more then a mere effect, a merger between ones mana presence and killing intent’ Hawks thought, as he sent off several feathers knocking one villain after the next out.

while primal fear gripped the villains, those who manage to move screamed retreating and no one would blame them?

to allies it was an unwavering force, bringing strength and confidence, a reassurance. they’re perfectly aware that he knows their positions, their stamina, their health as he remained reliable at their helm controlling the battle.

to enemies it was terror, striking fear, an intimidation that can make monsters flinch and second guess themselves in instance. as if he could shatter them with merely a touch. Raid monsters generally didn’t react more then slowing down ever so slightly but even that minor difference could spell the difference between a successful raid and failure.

but this wasn’t Theladasia and the enemies weren’t monsters, even raid fights here, like this one was just about number not strength. no the battle where different and the opponents landers.

but it’s still a raid even if it was a hero/villain raid.

“blackout” was heard and darkness seeped from the ground wrapping around anyone close to it causing screams.

the villains still conscious tried to run only to falter or fall down screams echoed over the field, as Enchanter cast another spell... a sphere see thru forming in his hand.

“nightmare sphere” and it shot forward hitting the area near some who where running away and then expanded into far larger size with anyone trapped inside suddenly moving as if slow motion.

Enchanter twisted his mana extending his control and took hold of the blackout spell expanding it even further before with a lazy gesture formed several abate bullets. he couldn’t use his energy weaponry like usual as these are landers not monsters.

 Shigaraki burst out laughing, eyes wide as he watched the display, the utter power.

“Beautiful, such power, such a beautiful quirk”

“I’m loving this pro more and more. such raw power, such control the versatility. Sensei will be pleased to hear about him” Shigaraki said

“you’re not a npc are you. a mini-boss?” Shigaraki said grinning madly.

“mini boss?” Enchanter countered tilting his head confused, as he absently struck another villain.

“you really are a rookie aren’t you, fresh into the battlefield at that” Enchanter said and Shigaraki’s eyes narrowed at the words.

“you’re another player, an enemy player, I found a bonus level” Shigaraki realized and laughed.

Enchanter gave a bland smile.

“an experienced player of highest levels” he admitted, absently wondering if Shigaraki actually had access to a status screen or not.

  “and you just had allot of bad luck to run into me so soon” Enchanter continued flashing several quick singes that hawks picked up easily. before sending out another dispel toward Kurigiri stopping the portal, and made him solid enough that Hawks could cuff him causing his form to flicker.

“Damn that’s out escape route” Shigaraki cursed as Kurogiri sputtered in surprise his form looking more semi-solid compared to the mist like one.

Shigaraki quickly turned back to Enchanter who’d vanished from sight, reappearing at the side moments before a cuff wrapped itself around Shigaraki’s wrist, “shit!”

“guess you’ll need to go thru a escape quest, or the reward for a rescue one” Enchanter chuckled, as hawks knocked out the last still conscious villain on he plaza, and he let the blackout fade.

taking a slow breath as he twisted his staff and brought Shigaraki down the cuff preventing him from using his quirk.

///

BANG

was heard as cavalry arrived.

Present Mic’s eyes narrowed as his gaze landed on Aizawa, and his expression changed to beyond livid, even if he saw the villains had been knocked out.

“you guys alive?” Present Mic asked.

“’m alive” Aizawa replied which caused Shiroe to give him a blank look, the hp was in reds, sure he’s alive but he’s probably in agony with who knows what kind of damage. potential adventurer or not he’s not active yet which means that he still have the hp regen and pain resistance of a lander!

“Cementoss we’ve got injured here!” Present Mic shouted.

“the entire place is filled with villains, only the ones at the plaza is knocked out, well unless your aura flew further then the place that is” Hawks explained swiftly, as several of the pros took of to take care of the remaining villains.

“they had planned on scattering the class thru out the zone” Enchanter stated causing the pro teachers to still slightly, not pleased in the slightest at that fact.

“you won’t be able to contain me, I will have a rematch” Shigaraki said his voice quiet but it seemed almost echo thru the area.

“even if it’s temporary, Rookie it will still mess with your mentor’s plans won’t it” Shiroe countered and visor flashed before knocking him out and dropped the villain leader to the ground.

“the remaining villains are cannon fodder it where only this rookie, the living mist over there, and the undead that where of any threat” Shiroe explained as Nezu came up to them.

“the students where found on the way here so they’re safe and sound if a bit rattled” Nezu explained.

yawning, “I hate running out on mana” Shiroe muttered giving a yawn, the Nomu had taken allot more out of his mana then expected, that it was followed with a large scale battle didn’t help, sure he still had mana left but if he’d been any less then an fae and enchanter it would run out halfway thru that battle.

“Shiroe rest, we’ll take care of the remaining villains you can rest now” Midnight said and Shiroe sat down. while he didn’t appear injured his feathers looked worse for wear and like they needed a through cleaning.

his cloths also appeared like they needed cleaning rather then repair.

Nezu wondered just how high grade that gear of his actually is.

“Dabi didn’t come with you?” Hawks wondered, not seeing him there.

“he remained with Recovery Girl, I do believe she’s planning to make him her successor” Nezu admitted with a grin.

“right, never mind he needs the practice” Hawks blinked wings spread and took off to another area of USJ there’s still villains waiting for students here after all.

Chapter Text

“16, 17, 18...” a detective counted, “not counting the kid who lost consciousness” Naomasa mused.

“he’s suffering rather bad case of exhaustion and probably won’t wake for a day or more. thankfully out of sheer luck he didn’t receive any brain damage. but it’s Enchanter, we still don’t have the faintest clue what he’s physically capable of. or so I’ve been told” was said.

“13 came out of it relatively unscathed, the rest of the teachers are not in critical condition either, but 13 is still being brought to Recovery Girl to receive adequate treatment” Naomasa said out recording it all.

“and Shiro?” Uraraka asked.

“Shiroe? oh seems he’s fit for the infirmary too. I have business to attend there as well. Sancha you see to the rest” Naomasa ordered.

“affirmative” Sancha responded giving a salute

“we have to focus on fortifying out security across the board” Nezu mused.

“as a warping quirk is exceptionally rare it’s really too bad it feel into the hands of the villain side” Midnight said

“mr Principal if you wouldn’t min I’d like to investigate every nook and cranny of this campus” Naomasa said putting back his hat.

“oh yes, yes of course” Nezu said. “I realize the police are often buffeted by less than civil remarks these days. but we recognize their jurisdiction over these matters is higher than ours. when it comes to investigations that is you gentlemen’s field of expertise. please by all means conduct yourselves as usual”

///

Recovery girl sat on a nearby chair as she looked at the two, Shiro had yet to wake up but Aizawa where already awake. “this time the circumstances being what they are I won’t say anything” she said.

“this could have gone allot worse, and backup could have come far later” Hawks stated  golden eyes flicked to Shiroe who seemt o be sleeping peasefully, but his status was up and he’d yet to dismiss it.

keeping an eye on the adventurer’s stats.

the door slid open “Coming through” Naomasa said lifting his hat as greeting.

“sorry to be coming at you so suddenly but I need your testimony about the villains especially” Naomasa said.

“wait, tell me first are the students okay?” Aizawa interrupted.

“apart from Shiroe next to you the students are fine, some minor nicks here and there, with 13 not being in any life-threatening danger. but you know if you hadn’t buckled down and fought so hard it would probably have ended in a very different story for the kids”

///

Shiro blinked slightly as he woke up and noticed that he’s in a hospital?

 before noticing Hawks on one of the chairs currently reading. present Mic was here to while Aizawa laid on another bed.

“hey, the little listener is awake” Present Mic said.

‘little listener?’ he wondered.

“how you’re feeling?” was asked.

“exhausted but fine” Shiro answered, his status flicked on showing that his hp had fully recovered and his mp was missing about 20%

which neither was low enough to make him exhausted. ‘mentally tired then’ he thought.

 “of course, you’d have a inhuman body” Aizawa deadpanned.

“the perks of being an adventurer” Shiro laughed, and wasn’t that true. comparing the physic and physical abilities of a adventurer to a normal human even if quirked is just unfair and there’s nothing more to it then that.

and that’s not starting on a max level adventurer like himself.

“oh? you’re awake?” Naomasa blinked hadn’t expected Shiroe to wake up yet.

“I know this is a bit on short notice, but I need your statement of USJ incident” Naomasa continued, he where after all now awake.

“I am required to inform you that my quirk is called human lie detector, so I’ll be able to tell if you lie” he continued.

that was nothing new. “now first your name?” Naomasa asked.

“Shiro, Shiroe also known as Enchanter” Shiro replied making several blink.

“not wanting to use a dead name?” hawks stated.

“pretty much” Shiro admitted.

“right, now in your now words recount the USJ Incident”

“it was going to be a class field trip. 13 gave us a speech about danger. then the portal opened up and villains came thru. the warp user Kurogiri tried to scatter the students over the place. my dispel countered that thankfully” Shiro started.

“I kept him occupied for a while before my senses registered the zone’s border blowing Kurogiri away for a bit and used flip gate to get us to a safe zone which happened to be outside of the USJ for some reason I’m not complaining about” taking a breath.

“the Nomu came thru the wall? shortly after, Todoroki noticed that the buss had been damaged. I countered it in battle which was about what I expected from a undead” he finished with a twitching eye.

Naomasa looked at him for a moment before gesturing to hawks “Hawks and Dabi both said you expected something to happen. mind explaining?” Naomasa asked.

“I could sense the formation of a dungeon” Shiro admitted.

“dungeon?” Naomasa blinked at the sudden game term.

“closest word to how it felt, but it could have dissipated to”

“I thought you can see the future” Aizawa deadpanned.

“1% margin of error” Shiroe countered, pretty much saying things can change and he can be wrong, it’s just unlikely but he still counted that error margin into the prediction.

“Right, several villains where left in a state of terror with problem breathing” Naomasa said out.

“ah, people here aren’t like Adventurers or landers of my old world. you’re not used to killing intent merging with ones Mana presence. unlike there, it feels like breathing thru cement for people here due to that fact” Shiroe explained.

‘should have expected that’ Naomasa thought isn’t the first time that’s been used. it’s just the scale this time was level of a  fear inducement quirk.

“of course, but why do you kall that black villain undead?” Naomasa asked.

“because that’s what it is. the status screen register it’s species as Undead” hawks answered before Shiroe.

“true, either one among the villains is a necromancer or they got a necromancer working for them” Shiroe continued but the twitch had returned.

“that’s disturbing” Naomasa stated with a slow breath. “and you don’t like undead do you” he asked.

“undead was one of the most common monsters in theladasia yes” Shiroe admitted and his breath shook with irritation “but they’re a pain in the ass to deal with. not only do they stink to point of you wanting to throw up, they can be scary fast and ridiculously durable at the most inappropriate times. out of all the monsters adventures had to deal with, undead was the most frustrating”

“I see, thank you for your cooperation” Naomasa said before leaving the room.

///

Hizashi aka Present Mic looked back and forth for a moment, as something struck him.

“you know Hawks?” he asked.

“eh? that’s no secret” Shiro pointed out.

“of course we are good friends” hawks said easily with cheerful grin.

“you just like my home because it’s Quite” Shiro said but the manner he said quite told Nezu that he meant something completely different then normal.

“esp?” Nezu asked.

“yes” came the shared response.

“I tweaked my home’s zone so that it don’t let in external noise” Shiroe explained.

“which is way better then a padded room” hawks said far to cheerful to be allowed.

‘padded room’ the others thought while Shiro raised a brow.

 “okay stronger esp then I expected” Nezu admitted off handedly.

“we still have Shigaraki in costordy then? or have the league manage to get him back yet?” Shiroe asked.

“he’s still in custody. the cell he’s contained in is equipped to block teleportation quirks, and we got their warper” Nezu explained.

“they are on the other hand not saying anything as of yet” he continued.

“kurogiri’s status profice was odd” Shiroe said.

“odd is an understatement, most don’t have the class Lich with species as experiment” hawks deadpanned.

“what?” Aizawa demanded.

“Kurogiri got the class Lich, which normally would be a species type of necromancer who’s borderline legendary in rarity. but his species register as experiment on the status screen, while Shigaraki while human his class wasn’t the normal villain but overlord apprentice instead” Shiroe explained.

“a big player then” Nezu said eyes narrowed and Shiroe nodded.

“yes, but he’s also currently very green a fresh rookie who’s not yet learned trained or grown into his power, and I frankly want to keep him from growing into that”

“we keep him contained and one of the war players will be out of commission” Hawks said eyes half lidded. Shiro nodded.

 “yes, but he can quickly be a apocalypse trigger to depending on the situation. I don’t want either. while I don’t mind living in a post apocalyptic world, I don’t want to see it happen” Shiro said bluntly.

“post apocalyptic? wait you mean your other world was a post apocalyptic one?” hizashi interrupted.

“yes, it happened before the adventurers like myself surfaced. a curse causing the bodies and energy of all of the dead during the world war who had occurred to twist and revie into immortal monsters. if killed they’d just respawn after some time, within 60 years humanity had been brought to brink of extinction.” Shiro started, and formed a hologram to show the story.

showing castles cities overrun by monster armies that just continued without stopping

“a group of mages where desperate but manage to cat another world class spell, summoning my kind the Adventurers into that world, and the tides shifted. we fought back protecting the fragile so very human landers allowing Theladasia’s population to recover. but the monsters still respawned and would keep respawning, so adventurers acted like a last defense and front line keeping the monsters at bay allowing the world to recover even if irreversible changed”

the hologram vanished after that.

Hawks blinked as it struck him ”so your last life was an isekai” he stated, and Shiro burst out chuckling both eyes closed in that eye smile of his.

“yes we weren’t sure what to think. but adventurers where All gamers by natures, hardcore to role play, so we adapted, even if free spirited. I mainly where a explorer instead of a merchant or social or battler even if I had battler as secondary” Shiro explained calming down slightly as he opened one eye.