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Master Control

Chapter 1

Azmuth of Galvin Prime, greatest mind of multiple galaxies, had entrusted his greatest creation in the hands of a teenage boy. The omnitrix, a device capable of great feats that no other had ever before seen. It was designed to allow the user to walk in the footsteps of over a million different sentient species. Though many didn't see it that way, it was seen as a weapon, a way to win a battle or war with the many abilities stored within each alien.

He didn't create the omnitrix to provoke war, but to prevent it. Not many knew the hidden purpose of his device, it was more than a peace keeping option, it was the final option to preserve life.

The highbreed, a race of ancient aliens who believed themselves superior just for denying evolution and change to their species. In their pride they waged war across the stars, seeking to stomp out all life that wasn't their own. They had invaded his home planet, one of the most fortified places in this sector of the universe.

Now, they had invaded Earth, the very planet that held the omnitrix on the wrist of a young man. Ben Tennyson, who when first found the omnitrix was arrogant, selfish, and stupid compared to many members of the human race. Before Azmuth could plan on taking the omnitrix away from the boy he proved time and time again that it could be used to not just promote peace, but protect it. So, against his better judgement he let the young hairless ape run around with it.

He had to step in when the largest threat to the universe's survival was coming for him. Azmuth told Ben about the role the omnitrix was built for, to be a Noah's ark for all life if the highbreed posed too large of a threat to everyone else. Ben, being the confident teenager he was, refused to give up the omnitrix, arguing it was the best thing they had to stop the invasion.

With no way to see himself winning an argument against someone so stupid but brave he granted him total control of all functions of the omnitrix to aid in his endeavors. Yet, when the battle came, he exhausted the battery quickly, passed out, used brute force against another problem, got them captured, and didn't think to use the omnitrix's features that could have prevented many of these things.

Now, he followed Ben to the very council of the highbreed. The boy's efforts were admirable, truly worthy of possessing the omnitrix as he thought only to save instead of destroy.

But it wasn't enough in Azmuth's eyes. Ben seemed to have lost the creativity he had in his younger days, using either words or fists to solve his problems. Against all odds he ended up bringing his creation on the homeworld of the invading race, this had gone on long enough.

"Ben Tennyson." Azmuth called out to the boy who was transformed into a Vaxasaurian.

"Not now Azmuth, we're almost there and I don't need a reminder about-"

"Would you just listen for once instead of punching your way through everything!" The older Galvin snapped at him. Ben stopped, transforming back into his human form in a flash of green light. His cousin Gwen, and friend Kevin stopped next to him.

"What is it Azmuth?" The smarter cousin, Gwen asked, noticing the change in Azmuth's tone.

He didn't sound panicked, scared, or worried, he sounded absolute in his words with no room for argument.

Azmuth looked amongst them, truly they would be fine allies in this last hour. "I hoped you would have proved me wrong many times today about letting you keep the omnitrix, but so far you have shown nothing of the sort."

Ben grew visibly concerned taking a few steps back to Azmuth. "What are you saying?"

Kevin answered before the Galvin could. "It means he's giving up and taking our best weapon with him."

Ben was silent with shock, before turning back to Azmuth. "Is that true?"

Gwen came to Ben's side distraught. "You can't turn your back on us now! We're so close to stopping this!"

Azmuth narrowed his eyes at the three. "Then this is your last chance to prove those words, what is your plan to stopping the invasion that already reached your world?"

Kevin stomped on the floor, trying to intimidate the smaller being. "We go up to their leader, take him hostage, and get them to call off the invasion!"

Azmuth was not amused by that response, merely keeping his eyes locked on Ben. Gwen to the side placed a hand on her cousin's shoulder as he stood there with his head hung low.

"Well Ben Tennyson? Is that really your plan?"

Gwen tried to say some words to encourage the boy. "Come on Ben, tell us you have a plan to stop them."

He faced her, turmoil dancing in his eyes. Ben had no idea what he was planning to do, he just expected to know when he showed up. That's what always worked, either something new came to light for them to win or someone else stepped in. He wasn't a soldier, or a tactician, he was a hero.

But he never really knew what kind of hero he wanted to be did he?

Kevin grabbed Ben's shoulder with a literal iron grip, enraged at what's happening. "You seriously thinking about giving him the omnitrix! We can still win! We can still fight!"

Ben looked between Kevin, Gwen, and Azmuth, he didn't know what to do, someone else always had an answer when he didn't, if only Grandpa were here.

"If you're going to make a choice make it fast, clock's ticking." A newcomer said dressed in a lab coat and goggles carrying a pocket watch in hand. Azmuth took that as his answer, there was only one reason he was here and he already spoke to the time walker about if the worst should come.

Ben walked past everyone and focused on the only source of hope, the man who could literally know what to do by seeing what would happen. "Professor Paradox, please tell me you came with good news."

The man just sighed in disappointment. "I'm afraid not Ben, I'm only here to make sure the omnitrix is sent somewhere safe."

That was it, that was his answer, and it crushed Ben. Gwen herself realized how bad things had gotten and grabbed onto Kevin not knowing how long they had. Kevin put an arm around Gwen and scowled at the two adults. "You're really going to call it quits Tennyson?"

Ben's voice cracked as he gripped the omnitrix, his lifeline, the thing that kept him and so many others safe. "Do I have any other choice?"

Azmuth answered simply. "No. Omnitrix, decouple."

The watch on Ben's wrist retracted the band and detached from his arm. The boy now held what was supposed to be the solution to saving everyone, to saving his friends, grandpa, mom and Dad.

Julie.

Professor Paradox put a comforting hand on Ben's shoulder and held his other hand out. Kevin tried to approach and swipe the device himself but Gwen held him back. "For what it's worth Ben, the omnitrix is never what made you a hero. It was your willingness to 'go beyond' what others thought possible to save people."

The time traveler finished with a gentle smile, making Ben feel only slightly better but still devastated. He lifted his arm, the weight of the omnitrix increasing every inch he moved his hand away from himself. Unintentionally his grip tightened as it hovered over Paradox's own, shaking from the effort to not letting it go.

He gave one last look to Kevin and Gwen, the two best friends he could have asked for that stuck by his side. Ben's personal world felt like it was crashing down on itself, the adventures, the sacrifices, all the fun they had along the way. It was over now, and at that thought he let his grip loose for the omnitrix to fall into the Professor's hand. His fingers dragged across the faceplate as he backed away.

In a desire to receive some sort of comfort he stood next to Kevin and Gwen, all of them watching the Professor spare one last glance to Azmuth.

"Are you sure you don't want to come with me?"

Azmuth shook his head. "I'm afraid I would intervene too much in the affairs of the omnitrix if I were to go with it. I will stay here and accept my fate with the rest of the universe."

Professor Paradox nodded, then returned his gaze to Ben. "You should count yourself lucky Ben, for you have made more allies than you realize who would do anything to help." He finished with a wink, making Ben pause at the random comment.

Before he could question the meaning behind those words Professor Paradox had vanished, leaving them to deliver the omnitrix to somewhere farther away than they could imagine.

*sniff*

A small boy wiped away the wetness coming from his nose staining his hand red. He was covered in burns, bruises, and a black eye. His green eyes were puffy, the whites a shade of light red as tears threatened to spill out again. The messy forest on his head was dirty, a portion of it singed and going the opposite direction making him look worse.

His name was Izuku Midoriya, and it was this day he gave up being a hero. Too many times has he tried to help, only for him to be shunned away. His only friend, Bakugo, always called him out when he expressed his desire to follow his dreams or talk about heroes. Today was a bad day in particular, Bakugo and two kids that followed him around were hurting another kid with a quirk that let them draw in the air.

Izuku hoped that they were just playing rough, but when the kid cried out for anyone to help Izuku found his legs moving on their own to the chaos. He stood between the two parties, willing to defend the kid on the ground. That was until he heard what the drawing kid said.

"I'd rather die than you try to help me."

It didn't matter if he tried to do something a hero would, he always made it worse. While those words were making Izuku freeze, Bakugo and his followers started to hurt Izuku, "practicing" their quirks on him. They even invited the other kid to join, who looked way too happy at the chance.

Now Izuku had to find out how to hide his injuries from his Mom. He didn't want Kacchan to get in trouble, he was going to be the best hero ever after all. Anyone who tried to ruin the reputation of a hero was always a villain. The boy kicked his legs over the dirt cliff, looking down below to see the leaves blown gently by the wind and the sharp rocks down below. All the kids were warned to never play in this part of the large woodland park, but this is where he could escape for the purpose of being alone.

If he were to accidentally fall down, how long would it take for someone to find him? How long would it take for someone to care to look for him. After all, no one, not even his own mother, expected anything to come of someone who's quirkless.

"My you certainly don't look very good. Did your classmates play a little too rough?"

Izuku spun his head around and stared at the stranger. He didn't sound or look Japanese, but he was dressed kind of like a doctor. Rubbing his eyes he confirmed that the man was not a figment of his imagination.

Professor Paradox pulled one of his hands from his pocket and gave the boy a little wave. "Hello Izuku, or do you normally go by your last name to strangers here? Always hard to adjust your manners when everyone has a different idea on what is polite and impolite. Especially across the multiverse."

"Umm.." Izuku wasn't sure how he should feel that a foreign stranger knew his name.

"Or is it Deku? You seem to always have that name floating around you." Professor Paradox noted aloud.

Izuku sunk his head to look back to the ground again. "You can call me Deku, all my friends call me that."

Paradox hummed, thoughts about how to approach the subject running through his mind. Well he had infinite attempts at hand. "And why do they call you that?"

"It means useless….because I'm quirkless."

"Calling someone useless just because they have something you don't? They don't really sound like friends to me but bullies." The man said with a concerning frown. Izuku though, was getting more and more curious about the man who appeared knowing his name.

"Have we met?"

"Yes, well, I have met you before but this is your first time meeting me. I'm Professor Paradox, but you can just think of me as a man who just wants to help."

Izuku's eyes lit up a little more at those last words. "You mean, you're a hero?"

The professor chuckled. "Not in the way you're thinking."

"Oh." The disappointment in the man not being a pro hero was clear in Izuku's tone.

"Am I less of a person for not being a professional hero?" Paradox asked genuinely. Izuku shook his head, stopping when he felt a headache coming.

"S-sorry, I didn't mean it like that! You're the only person who wants to talk to me after learning I'm quirkless."

"Yes the world can be quite cruel to the young and ambitious." The man let out a sigh and sat next to the poor boy. They sat in silence watching the wind shake the trees in a calming rhythm.

"How old are you?" He asked randomly.

"I'm ten."

"Ah, a fitting time for the power of the most powerful device in the universe." Paradox chuckled, feeling the device in his pocket.

"Tell me Midoriya, if you were given strength, powers that made everyone jealous, what would you do?"

The young boy got slightly excited, a twinkling in his eye. "I'd be a hero..but..I don't think I can do that."

"Well what do heroes do that you want to do?"

Midoriya paused, looking up at the strange man. No one ever asked that question, even in interviews he watched online. Who didn't want to be a hero, they were the coolest. But none were more cool than All Might to the boy, someone who could save people with a smile of confidence that said "Everything is all right."

Paradox smiled, hearing the words that the boy said as he muttered to himself. "So, you want to help people and give them assurance that things will be ok. Is that right?"

Midoriya stopped, blushing at his own inability to keep his mouth shut. Paradox ruffled his hand in an uninjured spot on the boy's head.

"It's a very fine dream. You don't even have to be a professional hero to achieve it. From our meeting I'm sure you can achieve that desire."

Izuku's eyes locked onto the man's. He was serious, this man believed in him. His words were strange though, how could he be a hero and not be a hero?

All of a sudden the man pulled out a strange looking device. It was green, round, and had a silver ring with a glowing hourglass symbol in the center. Before he could ask, Paradox spoke. "I'd like you to have this Midoriya, it's a very special tool I was asked to look after."

"What's so special about it?"

The man smirked. "Would you believe me if I told you aliens were real?"

Izuku looked back down. He couldn't really say he thought about it before much. While there hasn't been clear evidence of them to his knowledge there hasn't been anything to disprove them either. Some people think that's how quirks came to be in the first place. Maybe they could have met them if they were able to focus their efforts on exploring space instead of putting laws on quirks that sparked tons of conflict. So, while he didn't really believe in aliens he didn't not believe in aliens.

"Good answer."

Midoriya felt he really should learn how to think more quietly. The professor then turned the dial on it a few times, a hologram projecting over a hundred different looking people. Midoriya thought they were mutation quirks, but they all looked way too different than the ones he's seen. They really did look strange.

"Where I just came from, a universe was being taken over by a race that believed themselves to be better than everyone else because of their birth. A clever person, made this device, the omnitrix, to preserve the DNA of over a million different sentient species. It's a databank of all sorts of people, some strong, others smarter, others more simple, but each were equally important to be remembered." The professor then deactivated the hologram, all the figures zipping back to the hourglass symbol. He then outstretched it over to Izuku.

"Even if you don't believe me now, I-"

"I believe you!" Izuku said with as much energy as a ten year old could muster.

Paradox certainly didn't expect that. "While I appreciate the trust, why do you believe a stranger so easily?"

"Because you must be an alien! Or at least a different world, you talk funny about weird things and you don't act like people here. So you must be from somewhere really far." Izuku finished.

He really was liking this boy. "Then will you keep it safe? Use it to help people?"

Midoriya nodded his head with enthusiasm, making the Professor lose any sense of doubt in the boy. "It's yours then, and yours alone. And if anyone says that you're useless, just remember that out of everyone on earth I picked you."

He then held out the device, Izuku looking at it in awe for a few seconds before reaching his hand out. The omnitrix hovered a few inches in the air then landed on the boy's wrist, a green and black band encircling it to keep it in place.

"New user Izuku Midoriya accepted. Omnitrix functions locked to user's genetic code."

A voice spoke from it. Professor Paradox was reminded by the voice of the previous holder. That version of Ben had a lot of work to do to help his universe. It would be significantly harder without the omnitrix, but he believed in the teen.

Professor Paradox got up from his spot, pulling out his pocket watch to double check his next destination.

"Where are you going?" Midoriya asked getting up himself to follow the man.

"The more accurate question to ask is, when, but in some irony I have little time left until my next task. Keeping the multiverse in check is certainly a busy job. But, word of advice, if anyone calls you 'Deku' again, think of me saying right here right now-"

Izuku's eyes sparkled as he watched the man grin at him, the wind blowing his hair ever so slightly and the sun gleaming off his goggles.

"You can do it, for that is the truth behind your name." He then vanished before the boy's eyes.

Izuku was left in admiration for the unknown man. He looked back at his wrist, the new device glowing softly with the energy of millions of species within it. Out of everyone, he was picked to keep it safe, to preserve worlds of civilizations. Even if Izuku didn't focus on being a pro hero anymore, he felt he was given a new task.

Find a way for him to help people, his way.

….Now he just had to get home.

Paradox watched the timestream of this particular Izuku Midoriya, smiling fondly at how he would grow and progress and help so many. His life certainly wouldn't get easier, but he would gain wonderful allies and find new ways to use the omnitrix than many other Bens had. Hopefully Azmuth wouldn't find out he left the master control on.

"I'm home." Izuku announced beaming with happiness. He glanced back down at the omnitrix, excited to find out all the different ways he could help people. His mother's footsteps echoed from around the corner as she greeted him.

"Welcome home Izuk- OH MY GOSH! MY BABY WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!"

Oh, he forgot, he was still beaten to a bloody pulp today. Without warning his mother picked him up and threw/gently placed him in the car. He had to remind her to close the front door to their house, Inko Midoriya simply going into mother mode and rushing him to the hospital. Izuku felt uncomfortable as she kept asking over and over how he had gotten hurt. So many times he had gone to teachers, or the teachers saw Bakugo do it, but told him he was just like that.

Kacchan was going ot be a hero, so how could he make him seem like a-

"They don't really sound like friends to me but bullies."

The words of the man rang through his head. Was Bakugo a bully? He was his friend though, but the alien man said that he wasn't his friend. Looking at his watch, he recalled how the man trusted him with so much. He should put the same trust in him as well.

"-you don't get burns from tripping Izuku. And don't say their rug burns because no rug-"

Was she talking this whole time he was thinking? Hey! He was thinking without his mouth this time!

"Mom?" By his tone Inko stopped talking, looking in the rear view mirror to see her son.

"...I think I'm being bullied."

It was a mother's fear, to discover that their child had been hurting while they were blind or unable to do anything to help. Inko failed her son once when he asked if he could be a hero, but not again, she was going to help her son.

"Who was it?" She said with restrained anger. Izuku could feel the shift of her mood and didn't want to say anymore hoping the anger would go away.

"Izuku, I need to know. If someone's being a bully to you they need to be told to stop, otherwise they'll keep doing it even when they grow up."

Even when they grow up? Izuku didn't want Kacchan to be like this forever! "It...it was Kacchan."

Inko feared that the boy was a little too rough, but to hear him being a bully? She had to talk to Mitsuki about this. Before she could ask anymore Izuku continued.

"B-but! Everyone else does it too! He just hurts me more than the other kids in class, and the teachers..."

Inko's breathing could be heard through her nose. Her fingers clutching the steering wheel as if it was the throats of those incompitent adults. Izuku felt like he said too much, but for Inko it was enough. She was going to sue that school so hard the building would be forced to close from no one wanting to work there again.

Finally after nearly running off five cars from her path they made it to the local children's hospital.

"-And at night be sure to put more creme on and replace the bandages." The doctor finished, putting away her tools.

"Thank you so much for helping my son." Inko gave a small bow. "But, could I get a list of his injuries?"

"I can do that." The doctor said clicking at his computer. He then glanced over to the boy who was patched with all sorts of hero themed bandages. He was listing each hero, their quirk, their agency stats, and all sorts of things. Then the doctor noticed the peculiar watch the boy wore.

"Say Mrs-"

"I'm not married." Inko said quickly.

"Um, right, well I was just curious where you got your son that watch. Is it themed after a certain hero? My husband collects them and I've never seen one like that before."

"Watch?" Inko asked before looking at her son. Sure enough the boy was wearing a new watch, but she didn't know where it came from. "Izuku sweety?"

"Yes Mom?" He asked with a smile.

Inko was touched at the joy of her son, somehow he was just so happy today. Happier than he had been in a long time. "Where did you get that watch? I don't think you got that from one of your birthdays."

Izuku was put on the spot, fidgeting at realizing he didn't really know how to explain it. But he trusted his Mom, and the doctor was really nice even if she knew he was quirkless.

"Someone found me after I got hurt, and gave it to me." While not the complete truth, it felt good enough. He didn't want to try and convince adults aliens were real.

"Did you know them?" Inko asked with some discipline in her tone.

Izuku shuddered, rarely hearing that voice. "N-no."

After a few moments of eyeing her boy she sighed. It was probably a stranger trying to make her son feel better after seeing him injured.

"May I see it?" Inko asked holding out her hand. Izuku held his arm out allowing the woman to touch it. His mother eyed it from all angles, getting more and more confused.

"It doesn't even tell the time. How does it come off?"

Izuku didn't know, but he didn't want to find out. He was supposed to protect it after all! The doctor got curious enough and wheeled herself over on her cushioned stool.

"May I?" The woman asked, Inko moved out of the way and the doctor held the object. Once she did she her eyes glowed a strange color. The same way they did when she looked at his injuries. After a few seconds the doctor gasped, startling the two of them.

"What, what is it?" Inko asked worried.

"I...I think this watch was the result from someone's quirk." She said, grabbing a notepad and writing a few things down.

"Wait, what kind of quirk? Is it deadly? Is he dying?!"

"No no! Nothing like that.." The doctor assured her, now with more curiosity she grabbed a special eyeglass tool and looked at the watch through it.

"Then, what is it?" Inko asked again, rubbing her hand against Izuku's back to comfort him.

"Well, whatever it is, don't try taking it off. It looks like it's a case of PQE."

"...and what is that?"

"Permanent quirk effect. It's rare but sometimes when people get hit by a quirk it does something to permanently change their lives. Like turning someone blue, or giving them an extra eye. One case I dealt with was someone was now growing hair from all their pores."

"Oh, should we be worried?" Inko asked again, The doctor scooted back and rubbed her head.

"I don't think so, but you can never be too sure. While it is a part of him now like another arm it has technical components to it so it might do something we're not aware of. I'll put it on his record so he can be looked up in case security gives him trouble and a card he can keep on his person." She rolled to her computer and typed a couple of things in. Once finished she spun around and looked at the two.

'Your papers you can get at the front desk next to where you checked in. They'll discuss how and when he'll get an id card for his PQE."

"Thank you again for your help." Inko bowed and grabbed her son's hand. The two walked out of the room and down the hall. As they moved a troubled man with dark hair walked with a similar looking boy without hair in a wheelchair in front of him. They looked related, but the boy seemed very pale, hardly any muscle on him. Izuku didn't like seeing anyone like that, hoping to cheer him up he pulled his mother in their direction.

Inko tried to steer Izuku away, worried what he might say to a boy with cancer. "Izuku, let's not bother them."

Izuku stopped and looked back to her mother. "But, he looks sad."

Inko's heart felt a little heavy. How was someone supposed to randomly try and cheer up someone who was so sick. Judging the look on the man, he looked without hope. It was too soon to teach her son the full situation. "I know, but sometimes, you can't help."

"You can do it, for that is the truth behind your name."

Izuku's mind circled around those words. He can help, he can do it. Ignoring his mother he let go of her hand and approached the two. Putting on his best All Might smile he waved to the boy.

"Hi! My name is-"

"Genetic damage detected." The omnitrix spoke. That didn't sound good, Izuku wanted to fix the damage. Everyone stopped to look at the source of the noise.

Inko herself was slightly worried about what the words meant. "Wha-"

*SKREEE* THe omnitrix glew brightly, a massive flash of light blinding everyone. When the others recovered their eyesight, Inko dashed over to grab her son.

"I'm so sorry about that! He was just-"

"I have hair again." The boy in the wheelchair said, touching the black locks on his head. His father had his jaw hung open, looking at his son. His skin had color, his limbs weren't skinny twigs anymore, he looked like he was never sick.

"How do you feel?" He asked, the boy looked at his legs and hopped of the wheelchair with ease. His mouth turned into a massive pointy toothed grin as he turned to face his dad.

"I feel super awesome!" He spun to face the other kid his age.

"You cured me! That was super manly!"

Izuku was unsure of how to handle the praise, so he instead shyly looked down at his shoes. He was suddenly enveloped in a back breaking hug.

"Thank you! Thank you so much for saving my son!" The man bawled to the boy, stretching out his other arm to pull in his son and squeeze the new life out of him. Izuku looked at the boy with awe.

The omnitrix didn't just store DNA, it could fix it! He looked to his mother beaming with happiness.

"Look Mom! I helped him! I can help people without a quirk!"

This was a story idea that was sitting on the back of my mind. Animeguy1101 reached out to me about it and we threw ideas back and forth between each other. A big chunk of credit goes to the guy for helping me with this. I still am invested in the other stories I'm writing like "My Iron Giant" and "Dark Desires", some on here some still just on Fanfiction.net, so continue to expect updates for them. The first part of this story takes place during the season 1 finale of Ben 10 alien force.

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

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Master Control

Chapter 2

"I...can't believe it...his cells have been rewritten down to the last chromosome." The woman said examining some blood.

The doctor was just about to try and get everything sorted for Izuku Midoriya and his new condition, but when they rushed back with two others right behind them and telling her what happened it seemed impossible. Picking back up the file, Eijiro Kirishima was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer. His quirk, hardening, let the small tumor become dangerously inoperable due to it being incredibly sharp and durable to all sorts of treatments.

It was so hard to believe this was the same child, even if he looked like photos from before his cancer the DNA was too different for him to be the same. But, a blood sample from the father proved her wrong again, they were clearly related and she doubted they had a twin that they were pranking her with. So, now she had both families waiting as she tried to confirm this with the Kirishima family's doctor.

"Doctor Yamamoto, is this real?" The cancer specialist asked, looking at another MRI photo of last week and today. They even went as far as to do full tests on the boys and parents to confirm everything. But, out of fear for what this could mean for them they kept it from the rest of the staff.

"I'm having a hard time believing it, but everything we've done shows it. Eijiro Kirishima is completely cured down to the last cell." She spoke, scooting back and wiping some of her hair out of her eyes.

"I don't know if I'd call it completely cured." The other doctor said looking at another sheet of paper.

"What do you mean?"

"Since his cancer derived from his quirk, I double checked it to see if he was at risk of the same thing later on." He said looking distraught reading the information on it. Doctor Yamamoto leaned towards him, invested in what he could be talking about.

"And? What did you find?"

"It's what I didn't find that's frightening." He handed the paper over, Yamamoto read it, then read it again, and again, becoming more wide eyed as she looked over it.

Quirk Factor: None

"Whatever that kid did, not just removed the cancer, it removed his quirk."

Doctor Yamamoto, in shock at the news, put the paper to the side and placed her face in her hands. The prospect of getting a cure for something that the human race battled for so long was too good to be true. How many people would try and silence them once news reached out that someone could heal them at the price of a quirk, did they even need to be sick for Midoriya to eliminate their quirk?

"We need to burn it."

She snapped up. "What?"

"Burn any evidence of Eijiro being quirkless now, I can just say that we suppressed his quirk to fight the cancer." He left her with that as he grabbed document after document and tucking it into his personal bag.

"What about Izuku Midoriya?"

"Just warn him not to do that ever again, otherwise he'd be locked up."

She shot up from her chair. "We can't just threaten the kid!"

"We're not threatening him, we're protecting him." He calmly said back. "I'll let the Kirishima family know the truth, but warn them of the consequences if the information gets out. You handle the Midoriyas."

Before she could think to counter his words he already left.

"I'm, quirkless now?" Eijiro asked sitting with his father. This day was turning out to be a roller coaster, he was given an estimated month to live, made a friend who cured him, and now he's told it came with a price.

"Yes" The doctor began. "But you shouldn't let anyone know, just tell them we suppressed your quirk to cure your cancer."

"Wait." The father interrupted. "Does the boy know this?"

"Izuku Midoriya? He should be informed about it and warned never to do it again so don't worry. If he does he could face devastating consequences." The doctor said before looking at his watch. "I'd give you something to read for more details but we can't afford to have any proof of what happened here. I hope things go well for the both of you."

He got from his seat and left the two alone. Eijiro looked at his hands and tried to harden them, but nothing happened. He really was quirkless now, ok, but he was alive and healthy. That should be a good thing. A glance at his father who looked terrible said otherwise.

"Dad?"

He looked at his son. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have let him get close to you."

"But, he made me healthy again." Eijiro was getting more and more confused. His father shook his head.

"Do you remember seeing that boy all bandaged up?"

"Yeah?"

His father sighed, his son was too good for this world. "Well, from what his mother said. He was hurt by other kids because he's quirkless."

Eijiro jumped from the examination mat. "But, that's just wrong! He didn't choose to be quirkless!"

"You're right." He patted Eijiro's head. "It is wrong to hurt others for the way they are born, but people who do that don't see quirkless as people."

Eijiro clenched his fists, he was angry, he never got angry. But thinking about how people were being mean to someone who saved his life for something out of his control made him angrier every second he thought about it.

"Doesn't he have any friends to help him?" He asked through his gritted sharp teeth. His father shook his head.

"Not this boy I'm afraid."

"Then I'll be his friend!" Eijiro shouted with new determination. "I'll be his friend even if he's quirkless! If someone tries to hurt him again I'll protect him!"

"Even if you're quirkless now?" His father asked.

Eijiro nodded, making his father smile. "Then, I guess I'll just have to talk to his mother about arranging a playdate."

"YEEES!" Eijiro shouted with his fists raised. Mr. Kirishima always thought it was funny how much energy his son put into everything. But maybe that kind of dedication is what he needed, to get through his new life as someone who can't use a quirk.

Before he could ponder more Eijiro charged out of the door and running in the halls. "MIDORIYAAAA! LET'S BE FRIEEEENDS!"

Eijiro ran straight to where he last saw the other boy. When he saw the mother and son duo walk out of a room looking sad they looked up to see him. Inko was looking at the boy with surprise but Izuku didn't dare to look.

He had to when Eijiro tackled him into the ground in a bear hug. "I-Izuku! Are you alright?!" Inko asked.

"Y-yes, but-"

"MIDORIYA!" Eijiro shouted from on top the boy. "Let's be friends!"

"Eijiro! Don't hurt the boy more than he already is!" Mr. Kirishima shouted catching up.

"Oh, right, sorry." Eijiro got up and helped Izuku onto his feet. Izuku grabbed his shirt trying to overcome his natural shyness and look at the other kid.

"Don't you hate me now?"

"No way! You healed me! I don't care if I don't have a quirk now. I get to run around, eat ice cream, and make more friends!"

As Eijiro began to list all the things he could do again, all the things he looked forward to in life, Inko felt tears prickle at her eyes. She expected this day to be horrible, Izuku being hurt, finding out about his bullies, and the mysterious watch stuck on him that took another kid's quirk. But her son was making a new friend, a good friend who saw good in her son.

"Um, Ms. Midoriya?"

"Hm? Oh yes! Sorry, I was just watching them. You've raised your son well." She complimented the other father, who chuckled in reply.

"Thank you, but I'll have to give credit to his mother. Eijiro just got so excited about being your boy's friend after I said I'd talk to you about a playdate."

Inko began to lighten up, but it vanished. "Maybe in the future, but not anytime soon. I've got to transfer Izuku out of school, but I don't know where else he won't find bullies."

"I don't know if he'd ever find a school that had no bullies." Mr. Kirishima said in a sad tone, but then gave her a smile and pointed to the two boys. "But maybe one with some good friends."

"You want a donut?"

Detective Tsukauchi looked up from his folder. In his doorway was one of his officers holding the stereotypical treat in a napkin. "Seriously?"

"Is that a no?"

The detective ignored him, looking back to his work. The officer approached munching on the denied goodie. He chewed loudly, obnoxiously, and it was really getting on the detective's nerves.

"What is it?"

"Oh, just got a report from a mother about a bullied son. Wanted us to do something about it."

"Then tell her to talk to the other kid's parents."

"She's blaming the whole school, says teachers were involved."

Tsukauchi actually was intrigued by that, not often were teachers involved in cases like that….unless….

"Before you ask detective, yes, it's a quirkless case. You always seem to grab those when you can."

"You could lead with that next time."

"Sure, next time. I sent you the email with all the info on it." The officer waved as he walked out the door. Detective Tsukauchi turned to his computer to access said email. His connection to a friend who used to live quirkless got him invested in those cases. It really exposed him to how cruel people can be, and he wanted to stop it.

All he needed was a little evidence and he could officially interview anybody he felt at the school. A medical report showing injuries resulting in quirks? Yep, that will do. He should probably contact the mother about being able to talk to the boy on his side to get a perspective from the victim. But this was a quirkless case, he had to get the offenders as quick as possible to admit guilt.

And no one can admit guilt like lying about the truth. His quirk, truth detection, was perfect for his work.

"Woooah! You have a ton of All Might toys. Do you have any other heroes?" Eijiro asked in Izuku's room. It had been two months since they originally met. Izuku was pulled from school that day, talked to a few police guys, and they heard that the school closed down with lots of teachers getting in trouble. During that time both had to get registered to a new school. Eijiro himself was behind because of his constant stay at hospitals but his father had helped him get caught up. Both were about to start a new school year together and with lots of chaos out of the way he could visit the boy's home.

"I have a couple, but All Might's my favorite." Izuku said pulling out his toybox. Each figure was tucked into its own little spot for easy organization and to preserve quality. Eijiro was amazed, he just dumped his toys in a chest or left them around. When he had a quirk he kept accidentally breaking them, but now he didn't have to worry as much! But the way Izuku somehow kept his toys from getting scratched, he wanted to be extra careful.

Izuku grabbed one of his limited edition fully articulate All Might figures with built in laughing voicebox. "This is the one I usually like to play with, he can move his body around so I can make him do any pose from tv!"

Izuku bounced around, excited to see what toy Eijiro would pick out. When Eijiro went to grab one Izuku couldn't hold it in. "That's the Crimson Riot specially manufactured festival edition! They made it so when you apply heat to his hair it changes black just like-"

"Just like his quirk in real life! That's so awesome!" Eijiro rubbed his finger against the plastic, sure enough it began to turn black.

Izuku nodded his head eagerly. "Yeah! When they had a whole festival with the new top ten pros a while ago they made exclusive festivals to sell there! My Mom found it at a garage sale and bought it for super cheap!"

"Lucky! They don't have a lot of Crimson Riot toys anymore." Eijiro said turning the toy over in his hands. "I can't wait to be a hero like him one day!"

The shark toothed boy looked up from his toy, Izuku had a notebook in hand writing furiously. Where did he get that thing? "What kind of hero are you going to be?Will you focus on first responder operations? Rescue? Investigative work? Underground? Undercover? Patrol take downs? Withoutaquirkitwouldbehardtogetinvolveddirectlywithvillainswithoutimpressivetrainingsomaybesomesupportitemswouldhelpwiththatyoucouldevenbeacelebritybasedherowithyourgogetemattitudeto-"

"Izubro, you ok?" Eijiro asked patting the boy's shoulder.

"Huh?" Izuku's eyes focused on Eijiro, then he immediately blushed. "S-sorry, I kind of get excited thinking about heroes."

"That's ok! I totally get it. Heroes get me super pumped!" Eijiro then flexed his muscles. "I wanna be a hero that stops all the bad guys from hurting people!"

The hidden meaning behind those words didn't get past Izuku, who looked down with guilt. He really wished that his friend didn't have to lose his quirk to be healed. When he got a chance to talk to the omnitrix alone it just kept saying quirks were "unstable" parts of the DNA. So in the eyes of his watch, it viewed quirks as a defect inhuman biology. But, there were plenty of aliens that had cool powers! Weren't those the same as quirks?

"Your quirk would have been perfect for that." Izuku muttered, but Eijiro wasn't having it.

"A real man would do it with or without a quirk, and I'm a real man! And you're a real man!"

"We're ten.."

"WE'RE THE MANLIEST TEN YEAR OLDS!"

Izuku laughed at his friend's antics, Eijiro always put 100% into everything he did. If he wanted to be a pro hero, Izuku would help him with that. "Maybe you could be a hero like Gang Orca? He has a bunch of people in his agency with all sorts of quirks to use."

Eijiro got excited at the idea. "Yeah! An army of manly men doing manly things!"

"But you'd have to be recognized first, Gang Orca was able to build his agency by putting himself out there and making connections to get people right away once he debuted. You'll have to do the same." Izuku went and grabbed a different notebook from a shelf with tons of them lined up. Now that he was less invested on trying to be a pro himself he was able to focus on his analyzing hobby. Flipping to the details of Gang Orca's career he spouted off facts.

"He wasn't super popular, in fact, he is one of the most feared heroes for his scary looks. But, he still did great in the sports festival, and talked to just about any agency that would listen to his ideas. He started by making deals with people with compatible quirks and looks simple to make his image more appealing to the public. Usually he lets his team focus on doing work right next to civilians while he took out the villains."

Izuku then pointed his pencil at Eijiro. "You don't have a scary appearance, but we know people don't want quirkless heroes. They want strong ones like All Might."

Eijiro laughed. "Then I'll just have to get stronger!"

Izuku got up seeing a similarity in the two and pointed his pencil at Eijiro. "Yes! You don't need to be able to punch buildings, but if they see you acting as strong as All Might people will like you!"

Eijiro tilted his head, confused at the conflicting statement. "'Wait, I'm strong but not strong?"

Izuku nodded. "Yeah! People like All Might for more than his muscles. He always acts tough and no one can make his smile go away! If you show everyone how strong your heart is you can get a team to help take on villains you can't do alone!"

It clicked in Eijiro's mind. "Oh, I see! If I'm so manly I can share it with others to beat up villains!"

"Not right but not wrong. But we still need to figure out how you can fight basic villains to get followers."

"Hm, you're right." Eijiro hummed, then started punching the air. "I could get metal gloves and punch villains just as hard as when I had a quirk, maybe I could have a suit of armor!"

Izuku got out a new notebook, started to scribble drawings of how Eijiro would fight.

"Are you going to be on my hero team?"

Izuku accidentally drew a dark line over his friend's face on the paper. He looked up at him, then back to the omnitrix. Even if he could cure diseases, he was told to not do it otherwise he could be locked away. How was he going to help people with it now?

"S-sorry, but I don't know what I'm going to do yet." Izuku went back to writing, Eijiro circling around behind him to look at the words he was writing. Holy crap Izuku was super smart, he even wrote down a bunch of agencies to look up that worked in teams. He recognized one of them was the Wild Wild pussy cats.

"Man, you've got a lot of ideas. I don't know how I'd be a hero without your help."

Izuku blushed at the praise. "W-well, I just noticed what worked with other agenciesandhowtheygotstartedandputtogetherwhatIthoughtwouldworkwithyouand-"

Eijiro patted the boy's shoulder. "Don't worry man, I'm just jealous of how smart you are. Hey, do you think when I get into highschool you could help me be a hero?"

Izuku's eyes widened, someone asked for his help of course he'd give it! "Yeah! While you learn how to fight villains and save people I'll figure out how to get you noticed and build a team!"

"You could make money by helping heroes know how to do their job better!" Eijiro shouted.

"Like a business consultant? My Mom says they hire people to help figure out new ideas to do better at her job."

"I don't understand what exactly they do but it sounds super awesome!"

Izuku looked back to his notebook. It was true, he did have a lot of ideas on how heroes could run their agencies better, work with others, reroute their patrols and so on. Maybe he could help people by helping the heroes do better? Wait, the omnitrix has a bunch of superpowered aliens inside it. Maybe if he understood how the aliens use their powers he could help heroes on how to use their quirks better!

"Kids, do you want to go to the park?" Inko asked from just outside the door.

"YES! Izubro, let's go see if we can find other kids who want to join my hero team! You can help me figure out which ones would be best!" Eijiro said already grabbing the boy's wrist and pulled him along.

Eijiro was pulling Izuku from kid to kid, trying to figure out their quirks and how they could be awesome heroes with him. But, once those kids found out they were quirkless, it went down hill from there. No one bothered to play with them, no one even wanted to be around them. But Eijiro was determined and kept trying over and over again.

"Wait here Izuku, when I find someone who's not mean I'll bring them over."

Izuku nodded, sitting on the park bench and writing ideas on how he could help Eijiro get good publicity. They all seemed excited, until they found out they were quirkless. Even with the weak excuse that Eijiro had one but couldn't use it didn't satisfy them. Maybe they should keep it a secret, they loved Eijiro's personality. He could focus on that, but what heroes were able to keep their quirk secret? Everyone knew every hero's quirk, each one had done interviews and talked about their quirks. Even All Might was asked about it every interview, and he told them it was...it was...wait, what was All Might's quirk?

Maybe Nighteye talked about it, but he hardly did interviews, and when he did when they asked about how his quirk worked...he didn't answer. Maybe they could keep it a secret that Eijiro didn't have a quirk! All they had to do was have him do something that was like a quirk.

Putting his fingers on the omnitrix, he fiddled with it again and scrolled through the list of aliens. He couldn't get all the details on how heroes fought, but with the omnitrix he basically had a list of heroes he could know anything about. Which ones seemed to use human like traits that matched Eijiro's style. No, he was living fire, didn't have eyes, he was..

Izuku sighed looking at the one labeled petrosapien. It was so similar to how Eijiro would have used his quirk. Both were able to utilize defense as offense.

"You're quirkless?! Why the hell do you think you could be a hero?!"

No

Midoirya hesitantly looked up. Eijiro had just tried talking to his childhood friend/bully.

"Come on, I've got a buddy who's going to make me into an awesome hero! We could be the best hero team out there!" Eijiro reasoned with enthusiasm to Bakugo, but his words just made him even more angry.

"I'm not going to pair up with some useless extra! I'm going to be the next number one, better than All Might! He's the strongest because he can do everything by himself and that's what I'm going to do. Who gave you the bright idea you could even be a hero?!"

"My best friend!" Eijiro then pointed at Izuku who froze when the blond saw him. Izuku desperately looked around to find his mother, who told him to never go near the boy again. He couldn't see her, and Bakugo was already charging at him.

"DEKU! You got me grounded! How am I supposed to go to UA now when you stained my record you useless son of a bi-" His palm ignited at the boy. Izuku shielded himself with his arms. He heard the blast, but it didn't sting at all.

Peeking through his arms he saw the horrific sight. Eijiro had blocked the attack, getting hurt himself. His friend coughed and glared back at Bakugo. "That wasn't very manly."

"You think you can take me on! Then try it quirkless!" Bakugo sent another explosion knocking Eijiro to the side. Izuku rushed to his best friend, trying to pull him away from Bakugo.

The violent blond had other ideas, seeing how hurting Izuku got him in trouble last time he hurt him he'd hurt his friend instead. Izuku got in his way, standing with his arms to his sides and shaking in place. "I-I'm not letting you hurt my friend!"

"Like you can do anything about it!" Bakugo with one arm pushed Izuku to the ground, his other sparking. Eijiro rolled to be over Izuku, shielding him from another blast. Other kids gathered around, watching the boy use his flashy quirk. A few adults grew concerned, while they knew kids could get rough playing with quirks this was really pushing it.

Izuku couldn't take it, his friend would have been able to easily tank the blasts with his quirk. But he didn't have it anymore, Izuku took it away, and now he was hurting. He wished he could give it back, to give him his hardening, then he could help him use it to protect people. Just like if he had the powers of the petrosapien.

The omnitrix beeped with a small glow, letting Izuku focus on something that wasn't the noise of small explosions against flesh.

"Confirm, would you like to splice human and petrosapien DNA in targeted human subject?"

Izuku would have asked more about what the watch was talking about, but he had no time. He needed to act now, and if the omnitrix would help him help Kirishima better than he did before he would use the chance.

"Yes!" Izuku shouted, confusing Bakugo above the two boys. Izuku placed his hand with the omnitrix against Kirishima. A bright flash of green light encompassed him just like before.

Bakugo took a couple steps back, unsure of how to react to the light. It wasn't a quirk, neither of them had quirks. The one extra said the doctor's turned off his quirk to make him better, was he lying to get attention and pity points?

Eijiro stood up, looking over his arms. They were slightly more red than before and sparkled like diamonds in the sun.

"Eijiro, your hair."

Ah crap did he lose his hair again?! He reached up to check if it was there-

*clink*

Huh? Did someone put a helmet on him?

The rest of the kids were eyeing the kid who looked different than before. His hair was replaced with red crystals and sparkled with the rest of him.

"Oh, so that's your quirk? Looking all pretty?" Bakugo teased, prepping another pop in his hand.

"I bet you thought you didn't have to use your quirk to beat me!" He slammed his palm against the burnt shirt of Eijiro, when the smoke cleared he backed away. There were no burns whatsoever on him.

Eijiro was starting to piece together what had happened and smiled brightly to Izuku. "Izubro! I think you gave an upgrade to my quirk!"

"Don't ignore me!" Bakugo shouted and smacked him with another explosion, but Eijiro hardly felt anything and instead talked to Izuku.

"Are you ok man?" He said as Bakugo put another explosion to the side of Eijiro's head who didn't notice it.

"Are you?" Izuku asked a little stunned at the display.

"Yeah man!" Eijiro flexed his new arms. "I feel super manly!"

"GET AWAY FROM THEM!" Inko shouted running up to the three. Bakugo ignored the woman and kept trying to get a reaction out of Kirishima.

"Oh, hey ! I got my quirk back!" Eijiro shouted with glee, making the blond angrier by his happiness.

Inko saw how he wasn't hurting the boy, and checked on Izuku's condition. His eyes were sparkling at Eijiro, who was easily handling Bakugo. Izuku would make sure he would do everything to help his friend be the best hero ever.

After Inko finally managed to get the kids away from Bakugo, she called the detective who helped her before and explained what happened. She was assured that the boy would be punished severely, and was offered a restraining order as an option. After plenty of begging from Bakugo's parents to not have something that would make her son's dream impossible Inko instead took an option to move to somewhere else entirely. The Bakugos would simply pay for it.

A trip to the doctors who helped them before made them incredibly nervous about what the watch did next. They couldn't get a DNA sample from Eijiro, but came up with a story to explain how his quirk evolved in a high stress scenario. His father nearly crushed the floor with how much he bowed to Izuku for not only curing his son but managed to give his quirk back. Eijiro was excited, talking about how the Midoriya's could move in their neighborhood and they could practice his updated quirk as Izuku helped him. It was another exhausting event for all parties, but Inko began to worry about her son. He had been shown he can do another amazing thing, but was asked to keep it secret for their own safety again. Just how much would her son be excited for a new way to help people and get shot down.

But Izuku sat in his room, eyeing the omnitrix on his wrist. Trying to figure out how to help more people with it. There were so many things about it he knew he didn't know about it. He should try to find smaller things it could do instead of altering people's DNA.

He rotated the dial, scrolling back to the alien he merged with Eijiro. The interface reminded him of a computer, so he tried to find out if there were more 'tabs' he could access with the alien before him to find more information.

His thoughts manifested before him, known abilities listed, how long they were around, where their planet was located in the other universe, a walk around option. Wait, what did that do? The watch responded to his thoughts again, a light enveloping him quickly overcoming his sight.

"Oof!" Izuku landed on his stomach somewhere. What did that watch do this time? He looked up and saw he wasn't in his room before. Izuku was somewhere else entirely, mountains of green crystal surrounded the horizon and made up the land. The sky wasn't blue, but clear enough to see the stars. Three suns lit up the landscape bringing light to his newfound area.

"Where did I go?! What happened?!" He was panicking in the unfamiliar territory. Did the omnitrix send him somewhere?! He was just looking at the alien in the omnitrix and sent-

Wait, the alien was made of crystal, this place was made of crystal.

Different land, different sky, different stars?!

The omnitrix took him to the alien's planet! He would be geeking out over being on an alien world if he knew how to get home. Looking at the omnitrix on his wrist, he tried to get answers.

"Um, where am I?"

"Inside the omnitrix's renderization of the petrosapien home planet, Petropia."

Inside the omnitrix?! Does the omnitrix have the worlds of each alien stored inside it?! Wait, was he still in his room or inside the omnitrix itself?

"The omnitrix has an internal storage space that is capable of rendering a physical environment of downloaded worlds and species."

The voice grounded him, keeping him from freaking out. This was way more than he thought any device was capable of. If that were the case, could the omnitrix store an entire universe in it? Wait, how did he even manage to get here in the first place?

He began to circle around the green rocky ground as he muttered to himself. He didn't physically press anything to cause this, but when he thought about something the omnitrix acted. That must mean it's not just connected to his body, it's connected to his mind. He could do anything he did physically or verbally with the omnitrix just by thinking it.

Izuku's stomach growled, interrupting his thoughts. Ok, first things first, think about getting out.

A green light enveloped his frame, when it dimmed Izuku was sitting back in his room in the very spot he was before. "Yes!"

"Izuku! Dinner will be ready in a little bit."

"Yes Mom!"

There was so much he didn't know about the omnitrix, but he was learning. One day he would understand all the cool things he could do.

These are less seen functions I threw in. First, altering Eijiro Kirishima's DNA with a sample from the omnitrix was seen at the end of season 1. Ben used the omnitrix to merge the Highbreed DNA with several different ones stored in the omnitrix on a universal scale. Easy to reason Izuku could do it with one person. The second is one not seen or explored often. In Ben 10 Destroy all Aliens, him and Gwen enter the omnitrix and we see copies of the worlds. In Ben 10 Ultimate alien, he enters the ultimatrix and confronts his ultimate transformations that have gained sentience.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 3

"Dude, this year is going to be awesome!" Eijiro cheered with Izuku walking next to him. Each had on their backpacks and were making their way to a new school. Well, new to Izuku. Eijiro had gone here before but had been absent for last year. Izuku's old school had been shut down given how much his mother hammered the law against them. She ended up getting a lot of money from it. While he didn't know how much it was enough to get him brand new clothes! No more thrift store clothes, hello more All Might t-shirts.

"Why is it going to be awesome?" Izuku asked. He knew it would be awesome with a best friend, but he also had the omnitrix. Who knew what new things he could learn while he was at school that helped him understand the device?

"Cause we're going to be in the same class!" Eijiro threw the classroom door open, startling some of the other kids.

"Hey everyone! I'm Kirihima EIjiro! And this is my best friend Midoriya Izuku, but I call him Izubro." He grinned his sharp teeth at them. The sun decided to hit them just right at that moment and glimmer of the pearly whites that amplified the gleaming light. One of the kids who had the head of a fish shielded his face.

"MY EYES!"

The teacher chose that moment to intervene, every child taking a seat and listening to the instructor as well as children could. Izuku would take every spare second he could and examine his classmates. Some of them had obvious mutations, the fish boy, the guy with phone cords in his arms, and a girl with no eyes but decided to glue googly eyes on where her eyes would be.

It was going to be so much fun examining their quirks!

He didn't want to examine their quirks so closely!

The day turned bad super fast when recess hit. Eijiro had attracted a lot of attention from his outgoing personality to his diamond sparkling skin. So far things looked good, until they introduced themselves and their quirks. Even with the reassurance from his friend that no one would treat him bad for being quirkless, Izuku was hesitant to reveal his status. Most were ok, but seemed to tolerate him being around or treated him like glass. A handful tried to pull Eijiro away to play with them instead. Eijiro insisted that Izuku be involved in everything he did, his own way of making sure his school life would be different.

One of the smarter kids suggested hide and seek and invited the two to play. Both were excited at first for both of them being asked to play, but once Eijiro was hidden, the game changed to seek and destroy. Izuku now was running to avoid three kids, one who could turn into a ball, one that could emit purple lines that he controlled, and the last one (fate was cruel today) had a quirk that could make anything a time bomb.

Izuku kept running and running, making sure to leap when the ball boy rolled to him to try and trip him, dodge when a line was sent his way, and outrun the last guy. He wasn't familiar with this school yet, so he didn't know all the little spots to duck and hide in, or the secret paths to escape. This was unfamiliar territory, and he was in a lion's den.

"Get over here! We need to tag you out!" The line boy said throwing another one.

Izuku ducked under it. "I thought this was hide and seek!"

Ball boy bounced against a tree and launched to try and trip Izuku again. "That's not how we play it here!"

"Then I don't wanna play anymore!" Izuku hopped to avoid getting his legs taken out.

"You don't get to quit mid game!" Bomber kid said grabbing a rock, making it glow, and tossing it forward.

Izuku saw the rock flying above him, about to land in front of him. He pushed a little more strength into his legs to outpace the object. With his legs stinging, his sweat starting to build up on his forehead, the rock came down and landed behind him. A second after it hit the ground it detonated in a small blast. It became incredibly smoky causing the boys to lose Izuku.

"Dang it! How are we gonna win?" Ball boy asked.

"Don't give up! That's how a hero wins!" Line kid said running through the smoke, accidentally inhaling smoke and coughing away.

The three kept their momentum, determined to find the quirkless kid. Izuku himself turned around a corner next to the school and halted before he hit a wall. His heart dropped, he ran right into a dead end. Maybe if he was fast enough he could-

"Come on! He can't keep running!"

Oh you have no idea long how he can run. But, he can't go back the way he came, and there's no windows he could reach. How was he supposed to get out of this?! He shouldn't have left Eijiro, he should have stayed by him.

He needed to get to him before the others found him.

Responding to his thoughts, the omnitrix beeped with a small flash on the screen.

"Teleport function activated."

He lifted his arm up to see what the omnitrix was doing, it had a map displayed with a series of numbers on it. Before he could think about having discovered a new feature the omnitrix started to generate a sphere of green light around it, expanding until it enveloped him entirely. Everything was bright, and he couldn't hear anything besides the high pitched noise coming from the watch. It died down before it got too bad, and Izuku found himself in a tree with Eijiro on a branch under him.

"Izubro! How did you do that?! Did you give yourself a teleporting quirk?"

Izuku looked back to the watch, willing it to display what function he just used. A holographic screen showed the history of functions he had used, and sure enough, listed just a second ago was a teleport from one side of the school grounds to the other.

How was he supposed to explain this?

After tons of questions from Eijiro about what happened after school, Izuku caved in and spilled on the three that chased him. Eijiro wanted to go back and bop em a good one but Izuku convinced him that it wasn't worth the trouble now that he could simply teleport away.

"Yeah, how did you do that? Was it the quirk watch or.."

"Yeah, it was the watch." Izuku avoided Eijiro's eyes, he hated to keep his friend in the dark about this. The omnitrix was a super secret thing that the man gave to him! He asked him to keep it safe. But, couldn't he tell his best friend? He was directly affected by it, so it was the least he could do.

"Eijiro, there's a secret I want to tell you."

The red headed boy noticed how serious Izuku got, and did his best to be respectful and not yell like he always did. "Yeah Izubro?"

"Well...about the watch..it's not from someone's quirk."

"But didn't the doctors say it was attached to you? What else could do that?"

Izuku put his hand over the omnitrix, fiddling with the dial. It was a habit he developed when he felt either cornered, anxious, or just weak. "It..was given to me by a stranger. He said it was super important and to keep it safe."

Eijiro nodded, showing he was listening. "Did he tell you what it was?"

"...yeah, he said it was-"

"Help!" A weak voice cried out. Before Izuku knew what he was doing he was already running to the source. It sounded like a girl their age, what if she was hurt? Should he use another part of the omnitrix to help? Why were his legs running!

"Wait up Izuku!" Eijiro charged right behind the boy, easily catching up. Both their little legs carried them next to an old building. There was a smaller, skinnier, and dirtier girl laying on her side. Both of them stopped right next to her, worried about what happened.

"Is she-" Eijiro swallowed the spit in his mouth. "Is she dead?"

Izuku didn't know, but she was staying incredibly still. The only reason he didn't believe she was dead was how her legs shivered a tiny bit. It must be cold for her. Her hair was messy and full of dirt but he could make out the silver blond underneath it. Izuku looked at Eijiro, making eye contact with his friend. With a brief nod both gained the courage to reach out to her to check on her well being.

*CHINK*

"Tsk." The girl had moved unbelievably fast and was in front of Eijiro. She didn't look very happy. Izuku was wondering where that noise came from, but then he saw what was in her hand. She had tried to slice his friend with a box cutter!

"Run!" Izuku tried to warn his friend but the girl changed her target from Eijiro to him. She lunged at Izuku, tackling him onto the ground harshly. She pushed his face against the rocky cement and brought up her broken box cutter. Eijiro grabbed her hand, hs fist becoming enveloped in red crystals.

"Get off him!" Eijiro, mustering the strength of a superpowered child picked up the girl and slammed her into a wall. The air ejected out of her lungs, followed by a little bit of stomach acid. While Izuku was still stunned from the display, the girl started to get up.

"Oh no you don't!" Eijiro grabbed each of the girl's arms and pinned her against the wall. His hands became more and more enveloped in the crimson diamond until they started to crawl along the girl's wrists digging into the wall behind her. She kept kicking the boy, thrashing against the inescapable grip. She even tried to bite him but regretted it when her teeth felt the diamond hard skin.

"Let me go!" She cried, still kicking away.

"Will you try and hurt us?" Eijiro hardened his eyes at her. He had failed to keep Izuku under his watch today, and he barely made sure he wasn't stabbed. No way was he letting this girl go until she promised.

"Fine, I'll get my meal somewhere else! Let me go let me go!" She continued to try kicking Eijiro's crotch, but he didn't react at all. Eijiro gave Izuku a questioning glance who nodded in responde.

Eijiro let his hands go and stepped back, ready to jump between her and-

"Let me go let me go! I already promised now let me go!" She continued to cry out, becoming more and more desperate the longer she was stuck. Izuku and Eijiro looked between the crystal boy's red hands and the crystalized restraints on the girl that kept her against the wall.

"Woah, I didn't know I could do that. What else could I do?" He asked aloud, Izuku's mind recalling all the different things he knew the alien DNA could do. He thought that the small amount of DNA wouldn't do much more than give Eijiro new durability. But the slightly enhanced strength, the rapid generation of taedenite, the self shifting, it was all the abilities. Maybe since they were still growing his powers would grow with him? Would he be as strong or are his powers dimmed down because he's still part human? He stillneededtoeatlikeanyotherhumanbut-

"Izuku, you're doing it again."

Oh, right, stabby girl pinned down. "Why did you attack us?" Izuku was genuinely curious, it wasn't everyday someone referred to them as a meal. Either old ladies did that or hunters, and this was no old lady.

"I just needed something to eat but my parents wouldn't get me food, now let me go I'm starving!" She struggled again, but was getting nowhere.

Eijiro just looked pissed. "Seriously?! Your parents wouldn't get you food?!"

She shook her head, now glaring at the two boys who trapped her. "They kept trying to feed me icky stuff that makes me sick after a while."

Eijiro looked appalled. "What kind of icky stuff?!"

"Bread, broccoli, lots of stuff they eat they try and force me to eat too."

That wasn't the answer Eijiro expected. "Isn't that, just normal food?"

She rolled her eyes. "Normal for them, but it makes me sick!"

Izuku stepped forward, a puzzle was right in front of him and he just needed a couple extra pieces to confirm it. "Are we food?"

Those yellow cat-like eyes confirmed it to him, she gave him a grin with her fangs exposed. "Yep, the tastiest."

That solved it for Izuku, she was just like a predator on those africa shows his mother had on occasionally. Her quirk must rely on blood, making her need it to either stay sane or stay alive. "I think I can help."

She lost her grin, looking at him suspiciously as he fiddled with his watch. "How?"

"Your quirk, it needs blood right? Without it you feel icky." Izuku set the omnitrix to the repair genetic damage function, rotating the dial to have it on human.

"Yeah, but no one likes it when I ask for it. Even my doctor kept giving me nasty pills that made me feel woozy and icky. When I asked my friends they all left me." She lowered her eyes to stare at her shoes. "No one wants to be friends with me."

"I'd be friends with you." Eijiro immediately said, making her look up questioningly.

"Really?"

"Yeah, you didn't pick your quirk." He said smiling. As the girl tried to figure out what might be hidden behind the earnest boy Izuku stepped up to her.

"I'm Izuku Midoriya, what's your name."

"...Himiko Toga."

"Toga, if you want, I can make it so you don't have to drink blood anymore, but you wouldn't have a quirk."

Eijiro grabbed Izuku's shoulder. "Woah wait, they said not to do that again!"

"If people can't give her blood, she's going to get hungry and hurt more people." He then turned back to her, ignoring his friend.

Izuku took in a deep breath and locked eyes with her. "It's your choice, being quirkless isn't fun, but if you show me you won't hurt anyone I can give you a new one."

Toga stared down the boy, trying to see if he was lying. He didn't look away, he didn't flinch, but she didn't believe anyone could do what he said. Maybe she'd play his game for fun. "Can I have a quirk that makes me turn into anyone without needing blood?"

A couple aliens came to mind for Izuku, but one seemed perfect for it. So he nodded.

Himiko smiled teasingly. "Sure, go ahead, I wanna see what you'd do."

"Ok, but you need to keep it secret, otherwise we'd both be in trouble."

"Fine."

Eijiro looked between Izuku and Toga. "Um, Izubro, I don't think she's-"

"Alright, here I go." Izuku placed his hand with the omnitrix over her head.

"Stabilizing Genetic Code."

*Skreeee*

The familiar light covered her for a few seconds before it vanished. Himiko blinked her eyes and looked at Izuku. He used his toy to make a flashy light, of course it wasn't real. But then she blinked again, her eyes, they felt weird. Maybe the light hurt them. She went to talk but then her tongue felt her teeth. Her fangs, her fangs were gone! She didn't believe he could actually do it!

"No, wait! I thought you were joking! I don't wanna lose my fangs! I don't wanna lose my eyes! I want my quirk back!" She started to cry, making Izuku immediately regret his actions. He should have been more clear that she understood, but he really wanted to help her.

"What's going on here?!" A man called out from the sidewalk. Izuku and Eijiro realized how bad it looked. Her trapped in Eijiro's crystals, the two of them probably looked like they were picking on her. The dirt and holes in her clothes didn't help either. But when he got closer they recognized each other.

"Midoriya?"

"Mister Detective?"

"I'm starting to think this kid is looking for trouble." Detective Tsukauchi leaned back in his car seat, looking over a report to submit in his hand. It was deeply concerning when he first came across the scene, but seeing Midoriya involved he knew he had to look into it. At first, their perspective seemed just fine. It was clear self defense against a girl who had an uncommon quirk that seemed to need blood. When he questioned the boys, they were hesitant to talk to him. At first he thought it was because Kirishima used his quirk, but he could easily sweep that under the rug. The girl though, didn't talk when he started asking questions.

It took a lot more effort to eventually get a name. The girl looked like she hadn't seen a shower in weeks, but her parents never reported her missing. There was clear neglect, possible abuse, and a hell of a lot more paperwork to make sure the girl was somewhere safe during all this. Looking at the quirk registry confirmed that she had an appetite that only blood could satisfy otherwise she would be feral. The odd part, was the photos and extra description. She didn't have the fangs, or the feline eyes, and when he was able to ask her about it she just curled up into a ball.

What happened to this girl?

*knock knock*

One of his officers was tapping at his window. Unrolling it he handed the detective a tablet. "The hospital the ambulance took her to let us know she's in perfect health. I got to say you work fast on those quirkless cases."

"Just because Midoriya ran into her doesn't mean it's a quirkless case."

The officer paused, giving him a puzzled look. "You didn't know?"

"Know what?"

He just chuckled and walked away. Detective Tsukauchi knew he was missing something big right then, but not immediately concerned according to the officer. He looked over the tablet, seeing what the hospital logged for her.

No diseases, minor scrapes and bruises, nothing a good bath couldn't solve. What was the guy talking abou-

Quirk factor: none

He held up the other document, the quirk registry. Both were Himiko Toga, both had the blond hair and same parents, but one of the files said she was quirkless, and unfortunately for him it was the most recent one. It was the worst case running through his mind, during the time this girl had ran away something happened that caused her to lose her quirk. Thank goodness for Midoirya's luck finding her, the girl would need a friend that shared her status. He should keep them out of this though, not letting them know she lost her quirk for good.

He'd try getting as far as he could on this, and if there was in any way a hint that menace was alive, then he would call in the big guns.

"Izuku Midoriya." Inko said sternly, shaking the boy to his bones. As soon as Inko got a call that Detective Tsukauchi had found her boy involved with a new case she raced over. Eijiro and Izuku were sitting next to each other as the detective and a female officer were talking with the girl involved. Izuku kept apologizing, saying he used the watch thinking it would help the girl. She wanted to be kind, to tell him he did the right thing, but she didn't know the whole story and needed Izuku to know this was serious.

"Why did you think it would help her?" She asked keeping a low and quiet tone so others couldn't eavesdrop.

"Um, ?" Eijiro raised his hand, but Inko put it down for the boy. It was between her and her son.

*sniff* Izuku tried not to cry, but he was failing as he tried to explain to his mother what happened. "She *sniff* needed blood *sniff* and was hurting people to get it. *sniff* I-I thought that if she didn't have her quirk than *sniff* then she wouldn't have to hurt anyone else."

As Inko's son started to hiccup, she tried to understand what he had told her. If she needed blood, why couldn't she just get it at a blood bank, or have people donate like her parents? Izuku hardly would have needed to do what he did if that was the case.

" , you're free to take your son and his friend home, but would it be alright if I talked to you just for a second?" Detective Tsukauchi asked. Inko hardly noticed his approach, but she grew nervous at what he might have discovered. Nodding hesitantly she followed the man into his office. How many times had she been here already?

"I have a large favor to ask, and it involves the girl."

A favor?

She nodded, waving him to go on. He pulled his chair from out of his desk and plopped into it, relieving his arm of the new heavy stack of papers in it. " , in no way are we going to punish those kids. They acted in self defense and caught her before she might have hurt more people. In her quirk registry it states that she needs blood for it to work and if given too long a period she might go feral. Simply put, her parents didn't give her that and neither did the local doctor despite it being listed as a medical need. Both are being looked into but the biggest thing is she ran away weeks ago."

Inko gasped. She would have been hysterical if Izuku was gone a day without letting her know. But, he said that her parents didn't give her something she needed. Something was strange about this. "Have they been told she's found?"

"We're thinking about it."

"Why haven't you told them yet?! They must be worried sick!"

"We had an officer stop by saying there was a lost girl that matched their daughter's description. You know what they said?" He pulled up his notepad. Inko was starting to go pale in shock about what the parents said.

"They said they didn't know anyone by that description, they also said they didn't have a daughter."

Inko wasn't one to swear in front of her son, but he wasn't here right now. "Those, bastards! Do they not care what happens to her?! Do they treat everyone who needs help like shit?! If I found out that my son was treated like that I would fuck their lives over with!-"

"-Before I'm legally required to record what you're saying, please hear me out." He leaned forward, rubbing his eyebrows at thinking about what he was asking.

"Her quirk, you could say.." He tried to find a way of wording it to cover it. "..Crashed..yeah, because she..um.."

He kept trying to string up a valid excuse, but the longer Inko stared at him showed she wasn't buying it. For a guy who specialized in detecting lies he really sucked at telling them. Inko raised an eyebrow at him, waiting impatiently for a real answer.

"Ok long story short she can't use her quirk anymore. Since you have experience raising a quirkless child I was wondering if you'd look after her until we get the ruling on her parents." He caved in, not completely but enough that satisfied Inko.

"So that's the favor?" She asked, easing up her intensity.

Tsukauchi nodded, unintentionally holding his breath waiting for her answer. Inko said nothing and looked out the window to where the kids were seated. Himiko Toga, Inko knew the truth and luckily the detective didn't connect Izuku to the quirklessness. She could see the Kirishima's boy, doing his best to try and lighten the mood by talking to the two of them. Izuku just kept glancing to Toga, guilt written all over his face.

It broke her heart to see him like that, he only ever wanted to help people and he tried doing that. But Toga, oh Toga, she looked the worst. It looked like she just had her entire life ripped from her. The only time she had ever seen that look on someone was her own son the day they found out he was quirkless. Inko made her choice. "I'll take care of her. How long until she can get a family?"

"Getting a warrant for the parents and the doctor, dealing with lawyers, launching an investigation into possible events that happened years ago, there's a lot that needs to go down. We're looking at somewhere between a couple of years at most.." He got up and looked to where he saw Inko smiling. Izuku and Eijiro got Toga to start coloring with them. Each one was taking turns drawing a hero that could beat the other kids'. Izuku was drawing strange mutation quirked ones that didn't look human at all, while Eijiro was drawing themselves with different costumes and powers. Toga, finally fed up with the weird creative ones decided she would draw a massive hero with spikes and lasers coming from him...on the wall…

"Or today." Detective Tsukauchi chuckled with Inko as one of the officers started chasing the kids through the hall.

Teleport function seen in Alien Force Season 2 Episode 14. There are arguments over how exactly it works but for the sake of Izuku utilizing functions over transforming I'm giving him a little room to use it. No, I'm not gonna allow him to spam teleport.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 4

Himiko Toga, the girl that was obsessed with blood, the girl who loved to make people bleed, the girl who tended to be called a stalker by parents and teachers. Where did she go?

Himiko Midoriya was in front of the mirror in her pajamas, looking into her golden eyes reflecting back. They still looked weird to her with round pupils, and she couldn't see in the dark as well anymore. That was just one of the many things that died that day. Was she really the same person?

Grabbing a toothbrush she tried to ignore the constant questions that entered her head every time she saw a picture, a reflection, anything that reminded her that things were so different back then. The bristles against her now fangless teeth felt nice, actually managing to use them without her accidentally cutting them. It was so annoying to dig them out from her gums like a piece of popcorn.

Once again it was a reminder of what changed and the price of it. Before she was alone, fending for herself to survive. Her family, teachers, everyone wanted to stay away from her, and it was exhilarating to feel like she was on the hunt. Her favorite was blending in, taking on a new face and becoming a new person to hide amongst her prey waiting for a chance to strike. All this time she just thought it was who she was, and nothing was going to happen to change that.

But then she lost her quirk, she underestimated two kids her age and the roles of the hunter were switched on her.

Instead of being eaten, sold, beat into submission, or trained, they removed her quirk. Now she doesn't really know who Himiko Midoriya is. It was easy to remember who she once was, but so many natural instincts and desires died when her quirk was taken. With her confusion she had a new family that treated her well, loved her as their own despite knowing what she had done. Her past parents were locked up and almost everything went to her.

"Himiko! Would you help me with breakfast?" Inko, or should she call her Mom? She was much nicer than her last one.

"Sure thing!" She called back, even the way she talked was altered. But that could just be the toothpaste in her mouth.

Himiko washed out her mouth and placed her toothbrush away. Walking into the kitchen she could see Izuku sitting at the table coloring a new picture in his notebook. She thought it was heroes, but the ones in his book all were heavy mutant types and looked funny. Probably a video game or something, she should ask if she can try it out.

"Would you like to try cutting the chicken?" Inko asked, offering her a small knife. It was right there, it would be so easy to grab it and push it a little farther to enter her arm, to get the rivers of rich red to run out of the limb. Himiko shivered thinking about it more. Even if she could do it, there was nothing it would do to satisfy her anymore. And she would probably lose her chance to get a quirk from Izuku.

"Sure." She grabbed the knife, feeling the handle in the palm of her hand. Strange, it felt good still. Guess there were some things that didn't change. There was a chicken breast sitting on the cutting board, a piece of meat that hardly had any blood left to bleed. If holding a knife still felt nice, what if..

*Chock*

Inko turned to the sound. Himiko had just stabbed the chicken with the force that she could muster at eleven years old. The mother smiled and just patted Himiko's head. "Let me show you how to cut it up, ok?"

Himiko looked up at the woman confused. "Ok." Her new mom was weird, really weird. Even Himiko thought that giving a child a knife that had a history of violence that then proceeded to stab something dead would have resulted in some fear. Now she was showing her how to cut meat in a better way to preserve the knife and let the chicken retain its texture for cooking.

This taught her a few things, but one thing stood out to her. She still really liked to stab things.

She should cook with Mom more to get in even more stabbing.

"SLEEP OVER!" Eijiro jumped into the Midoriya household gripping the straps of his stuffed backpack.

"Sleep over!" Izuku cheered with less volume but equal energy. The two boys ran around the couch as Inko talked briefly with the red head's mother. Himiko was trying to watch tv getting annoyed by their noise, but after the third time Eijiro came around she jumped on his back to get him to stop. He just kept running barely hindered by the girl.

"Izuku! Get him to stop!" Himiko tried putting her thumbs in his ears.

"I'll stop when you take your fingers out of my ears!" Eijiro laughed as she tried harder to get him to feel something hinting to discomfort.

"You stop first!"

"I can't hear you!"

Himiko took her fingers out and was about to repeat herself, but Eijiro stopped abruptly sending her rolling off his shoulders and hitting the couch hard. "Oof!"

"HImiko! Are you ok?" Izuku ran to his adopted sister's side. Instead of crying, or whining, she started to laugh. Eijiro grinned and grabbed both Izuku and Himiko in his arms and ran with them. "Let's go to your room Izubro!"

"Only if I get to play on the computer!" Himiko's voice wobbled with each step that Eijiro took. Once the kids were away Inko and Kirishima's mother finally stopped watching the odd sight.

"You think they'll learn a little restraint?"

"We'd be lucky if it didn't get worse than this."

Izuku was sketching another drawing in his notebook as Eijiro drew another hero costume for himself. Both were sprawled out on Izuku's new larger bed in his room. When they had moved to their new house Inko had decided to spoil her son a little bit to make up for all the horrible things he went through unnoticed by her.

Himiko was sitting on the computer and clicking away at the keyboard, the only noise that filled the air besides the two boy's scribbling.

Eijiro broke the silence. "Hey Izuku, do you think I might have more powers?"

Izuku looked up from his notebook. "What do you mean?"

Eijiro sat up setting his paper on his lap. "I mean, I didn't know I could grow those crystals a while ago. Now I can make awesome tree forts if I wanted."

He coated his fists in red crystal. Izuku flipped a couple of pages in his notebook and landed on one with a man made of green diamonds similar to Eijiro's. After reading a couple lines he then spoke up to his friend. "I mean, it's possible you might be able to reflect certain types of energy, or control the crystals without touching them directly, but I don't know how much I gave yousoyoucoulddevelopthesameabilitiesbutinadilutedformbutit'spossibleaswellyoulackthesamepowersorhavenewonesnotrecordedduetoyoubeingmixedwithhuman-"

"Woah, wait, did you make that guy after my quirk?!" Eijiro pointed to the picture. Izuku started to fold the notebook but someone else snatched it away.

Himiko stood by the bed reading the notebook, then looked to Eijiro, then back at it. She held it at arms length and turned it around to get a better look at the drawing within.

"Himiko give it back." Izuku whined, but the girl tossed it to Eijiro.

"Speaking of quirks, what would you give me?"

Both boys went silent, remembering the fact that Izuku had offered her back her quirk a while ago. It had been plenty of time but she never brought it up. Eijiro turned to Izuku. "Wait, could you have given me an entirely different quirk?"

Himiko knocked on the diamond boy's head. "You mean this bad hairdo could have been avoided."

"Hey! My new hair rocks!"

"Yeah, only cause it's a literal rock."

Izuku took a deep breath. This whole time he kept the omnitrix secret, well the truth behind it secret. Now they came to him after so long of respecting his privacy. If anyone was going to know, it would be the two he was literally using the device's powers on. "Yeah, I could have given you different powers."

He gripped the watch with his other hand feeling vulnerable as he opened up. Eijrio and Himiko stopped their playful banter and looked to him. Izuku gently picked up the notebook and flipped through the pages on it to them. Several different drawings, monsters, and plenty of words on it were written. "I can give anyone powers similar to these guys, but I would have to erase their quirk to do it."

Eijiro scooted a little closer. "Wait, you mean anyone would lose their quirk if you used your watch on them?"

"Only if I change them, I can teleport with people just fine."

"You can teleport?!" Himiko shrieked but clamped her mouth shut. After waiting a few minutes for the mother figure to potentially barge in and want answers she spoke again. "Why did you keep it a secret? Didn't you want to be a hero?"

Izuku shook his head. "Yeah, but now I just want to help people. I'll always like heroes, but I need to make sure no one tries to take the watch."

Eijiro looked at said object. "True, imagine if a villain went around taking people's quirks. But isn't your watch, ya know, put there from someone's quirk."

Izuku lifted his arm to show the omnitrix better. "No, he gave it to me without a quirk. This was made by a really smart guy."

Himiko touched the faceplate on it, feeling the metal. "So why did he give it to a kid?"

Izuku wanted answers too about the creator, but he had never seen that man again. "I got it from the creator's friend, or someone who knew him. He told me to keep it safe so that's what I'm doing."

Getting up from the bed he went to his bookshelf. "I'm not sure about everything it can do, but I know that they did their best to make sure no one bad could get it."

Grabbing a stack on notebooks with the same symbol of the omnitrix on it he brought it to the bed. "This has a bunch of powers listed in it. If either of you want something just tell me, but it has to be from a single guy."

Himiko was first to grab one of them, already examining several of them from back to back. Eijiro had one as well, but didn't seem as invested as the girl.

"Are you ok Eijiro? I'm sorry if I upset you by not telling you sooner."

He waved Izuku's words off. "Don't worry about it, but I don't think changing my powers is a good idea. You gave me some that were already like my quirk so no one paid much attention."

The blond stopped reading. "Does this mean I have to pick a power like my old quirk?"

Izuku wanted to refute her, tell her she could have any of them, but his friend's words made too much sense. "Sorry, but Eijiro's right. People would notice if you got a different kind of quirk."

Himiko handed the notebook back to Izuku. "Can I think about it?"

Her brother nodded. "Of course, I don't want to do this without your permission."

A lot flooded back into her mind. Everything that she's learned about who she really isn't came from losing her quirk, and now she could get a new one? Before she dared to change her body, she needed to know who she was before taking that step. When she left, Izuku and Eijiro were left alone in the boy's room.

"How about we play some games, I want to try that All Might Infinite Smash game you were talking about." Eijiro changed the subject. Izuku was so glad to have him as a friend.

Himiko sat on her bed, looking page after page of all sorts of creatures that her step brother had made. But did he make them? He said that he could give her the powers of any one of the monsters listed. How did he know about all these things if he never even used the watch more than three times total to change people? There were so many questions she had about the watch, but Himiko didn't know if Izuku would want to answer them.

He already seemed really anxious about telling them it wasn't from a quirk. Izuku was the person in her life to make a change, a good change. Even if it cost Himiko everything she thought she was, life was so much better. She had a family, a nice family that took care of her. Even if she wanted so many answers to so many things, she didn't want to risk losing what she got. So, eventually, when Izuku was ready she would ask about it. Especially how each person in the pages had a homeworld.

Forget this, she wants to do something else now. Stabbing is still fun, but she can't stab people without getting in trouble. Maybe there was a game that involved stabbing?

Rolling off her bed, she went to find a source of entertainment. Outside her door she could hear her brother and his friend, who was her friend maybe, playing video games in the living room.

"That's it! You can't play All Might anymore!" Eijiro was mashing buttons trying to beat Izuku with the bunny themed hero.

"But he's my favorite."

"No! You've memorized every move he can do! Play someone you don't normally select."

"Ok, I'll use Endeavor next time."

"Awesome."

Himiko slid through the halls to get to Izuku's room. If they were playing out here then she could play on the computer again. Last time she tried going through and finding if his notes were from a game and found a couple fantasy ones to play. So, now opening his door to-

"Such detail for a child, he's certainly gone to further lengths you understand the aliens than Ben ever has."

Himiko stared at the strange man looking at one of Izuku's books. He had a big doctor coat with goggles around his neck. What was he doing in their house?! The man noticed her and gave her a smile.

"Hello young one, I was just popping in to see how Izuku was adjusting to life with the omnitrix. Yet it seems there's hardly a need to be worried."

She could stab people who broke into her brother's room right? Argh, she should carry knives on her more often. "Who are you, where did you come from?"

He seemed to brighten up at that question and showed her the notebook. "I think the proper question is, when did I come from. Don't worry, I'm just an old acquaintance of Izuku's. I see he has found marvelous use for the omnitrix, helping people without getting into fights. If only more thought that way, it would spare me the trouble."

Himiko's eyes widened. "You gave Izuku the watch!"

"Bingo! My name is Professor Paradox, I hope Izuku spoke fondly of me."

"He doesn't like talking about the watch."

He hummed grabbing his chin. "Maybe he's taking things more seriously than I expected. It's always good to have friends and family you can confide in. I hope you will be one of them, given your protective nature."

"I don't know what some of those words mean."

He chuckled. "I wouldn't worry too much about it, I was about to leave anyway." He pulled out his pocket watch and gave her one last look.

"Be good to your brother, and be there to listen for anything he trusts you with. Goodbye." He vanished in a flash of white light. Himiko shielded her eyes briefly and soon found herself in an empty room. The only thing that proved she wasn't crazy was one of Izuku's books laying open on his desk, just as the professor left it. Looking over into it she saw one of his many drawings on it, it was some kind of four limbed monster made of purple mud.

Reading over the powers, it could shapeshift to look like anyone or anything and use its body as weapons. Huh, she'll keep this one in mind.

And she did, for an entire year. It took a long time to finally figure it out, who she was and who she wanted to be. Being around Izuku and Eijiro so much helped her with that, it also helped that they knew who she was. During that time she never pressed Izuku about the watch, or omnitrix, and Eijiro agreed with her that he would open up when he felt he was ready.

Yet he never did, he didn't lie about anything, but he never seemed comfortable talking about it. Middle school was coming up, and to the family's shock Himiko wanted to be homeschooled. There was a chance that she would change again, and she didn't trust strangers to tell her who she was when she would ask Izuku for a quirk, or, powers really.

One night, when they were watching tv together, Himiko decided what she wanted.

"Izuku." She asked.

"Yeah?" He didn't seem to notice her tone, absorbed in the hero movie they rented and stuffing another handful of popcorn in his face.

"I'm ready."

"Ready for what sweety?" Inko asked beside her, both seemed oblivious to how serious she was trying to be.

"I'm ready for a new quirk."

Izuku's neck popped by the speed he turned it. Inko looked between the children in a mix of confusion and shock. "Izuku, can you do that whenever you want?"

If Izuku's sweating could speak it would tell his mother yes but I never told you. Instead he nodded his head. Inko paused the movie and knelt next to him. "Why didn't you tell me?"

He couldn't make eye contact with her. "Because it always made you stressed when we talked about the watch."

She sighed and grabbed his hands. "You're right, it does make me stressed to think about who would want to try and take my son. You have something that people want, and if they found out you can give and take quirks they would do much more to take you from us. But, you're still my baby, and I want to help you instead of you trying to shoulder everything on yourself."

Izuku nodded, showing he was listening. He held up the omnitrix and turned a dial to show holograms of the creatures she saw him write about. Inko was watching the watch in slight awe, her son demonstrating so much understanding of the mystery device.

"Is there one you had in mind?" He asked.

Inko just watched as Himiko went to grab a specific notebook she saw so long ago and looked over again and again. When she came back she had it opened to a specific page and pointed to it.

"This one, it's close enough to my old quirk that no one will notice."

Inko stood up, slightly worried. "Will it hurt her?"

Izuku shook his head. "No, but she may feel different. This one will make her body into a more liquid state, but she should get basic knowledge on how to use her new powers."

Twisting the omnitrix to display the alien, he mentally commanded the setting to change.

"DNA splicing active, selection, Lenopan."

"It's ready." Izuku said standing up to face his sister. She took in a deep breath and patted the wrinkles out of her clothes. Himiko didn't really know how to prepare for it, but she still did her best. She nodded, and Izuku took a step towards her and placed his hand on her head.

*SKREEE*

Inko shielded her eyes from the green light, when it died down she expected to see Himiko look different. But she didn't, she looked just like before. "Did it work?"

Himiko blinked, then looked at her hands. One of them rippled and turned into the purple mud depicted in the drawing, it then swirled and shifted as it became a knife. She smiled at Izuku and Inko. "It worked."

Ok, I've been swamped with work and now found some time to actually turn on my computer.  Here's another chapter to catch this story up. Next one is going to be a time jump to middle school, where everyone seems to have a bad time.

Alien mixed with Himiko is the Lenopans seen in the original Ben 10 episode "Big fat Alien Wedding." Occasionally you'll see this alien in omniverse as well but not often.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 5

"Izubro!"

At the classroom door was Eijiro, dressed in his middle school attire of a white button up shirt tucked into black slacks. His red crystal hair was less transparent, but still shimmered with every glimpse of sunlight. If he was ever separated from a group it would not take long for them to find him. He was bright as always, living up to the nickname given by peers "chandelier."

Izuku looked up from his notepad and was nearly blinded. If only he could wear sunglasses with how much he was around the reflective boy. "Hey Eijiro."

Mornings were not his favorite, especially if that morning involved nearly slipping on a pile of living mud on his floor. His sister had practically taken over his room to play on his computer late into the night, which resulted in many incidents. Izuku had offered to just move the computer to her room, but she refused the idea of him entering her room to use it when he needed it. While he had thought of using the omnitrix as a computer to surf the web, it didn't have that function.

Eijiro walked over and sat on the desk next to his best friend. "How come you keep coming to school so early? We live close enough that we could just walk together."

"I just need to get an early start on my work is all." Izuku halfheartedly replied, scooching his notebook over a sharpie smear. He was smart, smart enough to get all his work done in class and never have homework. But he needed to make sure his buddy didn't have to worry about him so much. He would have to look up the slur written on his desk, he never saw that one before.

Eijiro noticed, he always noticed, but he didn't say anything directly to Izuku. Instead he would track down who did it and give them some "hard" words. But if it was a girl, he couldn't do too much otherwise his ass would be smacked into oblivion by his mother. "Alright, but hey, if you want I don't mind waking up a little earlier...Unless you're taking a 'shortcut' to school."

"I only take shortcuts on nights Himiko streams."

"And how often does she stream?"

"...a few nights a week.."

Eijiro sighed and pulled out his phone to double check his memory. Checking the past video dates, he counted at least five every week. "So, you only walk to school every Monday?"

Izuku shrunk in shame. He wasn't the most active person, or active at all really. He only occasionally sprinted to get to the next hiding spot to teleport, and that had dimmed down within the first month starting school with Eijiro. He did a wonderful job keeping the worst off his back, even if he never asked for it.

The rockhead grabbed Izuku's arm, startling the teen. "What are you doing?!"

Eijiro ignored him, squishing the thin layer of meat on his buddy's arm. "Yeah, we're gonna fix this. Every morning we're going to jog to school, then back, then back to school."

Blood seemed to vanish from Izuku's face. Every morning? They were gonna run that far EVERY morning?! He appreciated the care that Eijiro had for him, but this was beyond fitness, this sounded like hell. "How am I supposed to keep up with you! You practically have unlimited stamina already."

"It only looks that way because you start getting light headed before anyone else starts to sweat in fitness class."

The truth hurt sometimes, and it always hurt Midoriya whenever they had to do physical exercise. He would rather spend that time trying to figure out how each person could be using their quirks if they were allowed to. When he had spare time, he would then write down the ideas he had for each of the aliens that had similar capabilities.

Wait, aliens were real in the other universe, could they exist in his? No reason for there not to be. He should probably listen to what his friend was saying.

"-then we'll finish our gym time with a cooldown period of-"

He regretted being born with ears.

Nevermore: Can you do Gang Orca next?

N01SHADOW: No! I want to see you do Wash again!

Nevermore: Stop ignoring me N01SHADOW we're in the same room.

N01SHADOW: You don't like my suggestions.

Nevermore: All you ever want to see her do is Wash

N01SHADOW: He's funny!

Nevermore: He only says one word.

N01SHADOW: That's why it's funny.

Himiko giggled seeing the two bicker in the chat box. While technically she couldn't stream her playing games since she was under eighteen, she found a loophole. With her new found powers given years ago she had been able to change her shape and voice to easily mimic anyone. Sure, it wasn't the same as her last quirk since she became them down to the bone, but she needed the person's blood and had a time limit. Now all she needed to do was watch a video or see them in person and she could replicate voice and appearance.

There were plenty of videos online of heroes, so she was able to study their mannerisms and speech habits. Everyone wanted more hero content, and she could be any hero. So now she had a service to provide. Play whatever games she liked while pretending to be a known hero. It was super easy money, and since she always had the appearance of adults she never got in trouble. At first she was worried about heroes getting angry at her and sending the cops to shut her down, but a couple of laws helped protect her. All she had to do, was put in her profile description and a little text at the bottom of the screen saying she had a mimic quirk and she was good.

Right now she was one of the wild wild pussy cats, Mandalay, teasing several people in the lobby of a shooter game. "Don't worry my kittens, we'll see our friendly hero Wash later. But I think Gang Orca wants a turn."

She spun in her chair, like a vase being sculpted on a potter's wheel she rapidly shifted into a much larger frame. Mutation quirks were more fun for her, hardly any of them were the same. Her eyes locked on the streaming camera, portraying the predatory gaze that she always saw on the aquatic hero.

"I'll devour you all like the shrimp you are." She threatened the other players in the lobby, her voice low with a slight growl echoing in her massive jaws. By the reaction of the people online she got the voice just right.

Good thing too, this was her first time trying to impersonate the terrifying hero.

Dying, his lungs felt like they were burning and drowning at the same time. He wobbly hopped from one leg to the next to try and keep his momentum. His head kept spinning and flopping with each thump against the concrete.

"On your left!"

Izuku barely made out the blurry image of his friend. He could hear the clacking of Eijiro's bare feet bringing him to pass by. He already went through his shoes faster than Ingenium could run, given his sharpened feet. So to avoid this whenever he knew he would run he took his shoes off. This had been routine, try and not die while he ran by him. Something that they found out very quickly was Eijiro was naturally handicapped when it came to speed, but he had massive endurance. His body didn't sweat, or need to regulate his temperature that much.

Izuku was kinda jealous, even tempted to try and use the omnitrix to alter his own DNA. But others would quickly notice if the quirkless weakling suddenly was able to keep up with them, so he couldn't take a shortcut. For now he would have to live side by side with near death as he built his body to be active.

But after two weeks, he didn't see much progress to lift his spirits.

"Come on man! Last block!"

Thank All Might he had Eijiro to do it for him.

Right as he passed the gate of their middle school he dropped. His lungs trying to give him enough oxygen to revive his frame. Cold hard hands grabbed him by the side and lobbed him over their shoulder. That was another thing, Eijiro was strong, easily able to lift twice his own body weight. They first thought that it was because he was made of things similar to diamond, but a quick check showed that a diamond cut to the shape of a person would be around the same weight, just depends on how much muscle the person has or how dense the diamond is.

Who knew.

"Can you stand?"

Izuku numbly nodded and felt the grip on him release. He slid off of Eijiro, letting the air hit his sweat soaked shirt. "I can stand, but I don't know if I can walk."

Eijiro laughed and smacked his buddy's back. "Don't worry, you should start feeling better next week. Your body just needs to obey your will and get used to it."

"I don't think it works like that."

"Sure it does, at least for me it does."

Izuku opened up his shoe locker and grabbed the non sweaty shirt. He needed to change before class started. "I think you're a special case Eijiro."

Said boy folded his arms. "And why is that?"

All he had to do was hold up the omnitrix, making Eijiro flinch. But he was still determined. "Ok Izubro, if you don't believe me, your best friend in the whole world, then ask anybody else."

Midoriya sighed before looking at his friend. "Ok, one, if All Might knew me personally you know he would take your spot for best friend."

"Fair."

"Two, I don't have anyone else to talk to about this."

"Wait, what about Himiko?"

"She's made of living mud, not a good example."

"You got me there, then what about your Mom?"

Izuku did a double take at that. "Are you suggesting I get workout advice from my Mom? I think I'd die of embarrassment"

"Ok then what about my Mom."

"Same thing."

Eijrio gripped his own head, repeatedly being stumped was not fun. "Fine, then what about my Dad? He's pretty healthy."

Hm, actually, that didn't sound too bad..except. "He would probably tell my Mom, then she would get involved."

That made Eijiro give up, slumping in defeat. "Fine, but I swear I will find someone you can talk to about this. Until we find someone to give you workout advice you're stuck with me."

Could Izuku handle years of physical torment under Eijiro's care? Probably not, but he was sure there was a failsafe in the omnitrix to keep him from dying, or at least warning him before he kills himself. Actually, could he use it like a fitbit? Glancing down, he mentally commanded it to give him a readout of his personal health. A holographic screen appeared showing his heart rate, height, weight, muscle density, body fat, blood type, blood sugar levels, everything.

"Woah, did you just find that out?" EIjiro peered over his shoulder to look at it.

"Yeah, guess I can see if your workout regime is working or not overtime."

"That's helpful."

Izuku nodded, this would be really helpful, and he could shove it in Eijiro's face when he proves that there's no way all these workouts were healthy. Glancing past his wrist and through the holographic screen lied a letter on the ground. Did it fall out of his locker when he grabbed his shirt?

His friend noticed where his eyes were and looked at the offending object. "Seriously? Do I need to talk to those guys again?"

"I don't know Eijiro, it doesn't look like the normal 'meet me here so I can beat you up' letters." Izuku bent down and picked it up, his stinging legs protesting the action. Flipping it over, there was a heart sticker sealing the envelope.

His fingers seemed to freeze as his face heated up. No way, no way would someone put a love letter in his locker! This has got to be a mistake, maybe someone else dropped it, or they got the wrong one. Eijrio on the other hand was grinning like a mad lad. "Dude! Nice going man!"

"W-we don't even know if it's for me!" His voice squeaked. Stupid puberty. If he could he would have skipped it entirely...maybe he should check if the omnitrix could do it.

"Turn it over then, prove me wrong." Eijiro snarckily replied, giving Izuku a little eyebrow wiggle.

"Alright, but as you see-"

IT HAD HIS NAME ON IT! SOMEONE GAVE HIM A LOVE LETTER IN FANCY PINK WRITING!

"OOOOOHHHH MAN! OPEN IT UP!" Eijiro was pumping his fists, absolutely psyched at someone noticing how awesome Izuku was. With shaky fingers, Izuku hesitantly opened the letter mixed with all the hormones raging in his body.

Izuku Midoriya

I've noticed you since the first day, but never had the courage to talk to you.

But finally I do, please meet me on the rooftop after school.

His brain shut down, it was a love letter, it was a completely genuine love letter. He would take Eijiro's workouts anyday over trying to think about what he held in his hands. Don't get him wrong he was excited, but scared out of his mind. He was sweaty, was she still around? Oh crap hopefully there was enough deodorant in his gym locker. He should use the showers, but that was a big hot spot for potential bullies. Maybe he could teleport home before-

"Dude! Are you going to go?!" Eijiro gripped Izuku's shoulders, shaking him with vigor.

"W-well, it would be r-rude not to go right?"

Screw you puberty! Wait, that was just his stuttering again. Curses.

Later that day, standing on the rooftop was a much cleaner Izuku. He ended up teleporting home to get properly cleaned up during lunch, avoiding his sister and his mother at all costs. No way was he going to share this with them. Eijiro insisted on waiting at the front gates to talk to him about how it went.

So, he waited for whoever wrote the letter here, alone, his nerves screaming in anxiousness.

And waited.

And waited.

Half an hour later he got a text. Checking it, he saw it was Eijiro. His picture was Crimson Riot standing with his arms crossed.

CrimsonRiot: Hey, did she show up yet?

AllMight: Not yet, I'm going to wait a little longer.

CrimsonRiot: K! Good luck man!

AllMight: Thanks.

He put his phone away and resumed his waiting. At first he watched the door, waiting for it to move an inch, but eventually he decided that might be too weird. Eventually he tried to lean against the fence to look cool, but he cringed at how he might be trying too hard. Maybe just looking off into the distance? NO! That also felt wrong. Trying different poses all over the rooftop he ended up falling into a rhythm of just pacing in circles trying to think of a way not to look weird.

He didn't have to worry, because after who knows how long a knock came at the door.

"Y-yes?!"

SCREW OFF PUBERTY!

The door handle squeaked, beginning to open.

This was happening, this was happening! Was his breath ok? He should have tried doing his hair, but his curls never obeyed him. ARGH he was sweating again! All he could do was lock his eyes on the opening door, gulping the excess spit gathered in his mouth. But his anxiety almost vanished when he saw who was behind the door.

"Eijiro? What are you doing here?"

"Dude...it's been two hours. Did she not show up?"

Izuku checked his phone for the time, two hours really did pass. Wow, he was really out of it. "No. B-but! I wasn't paying attention that well, so maybe she did come but I scared her off."

Wow, he really wasn't good at this. She probably saw him doing all those weird poses as well. Maybe he got the date wrong?! He only noticed the letter today, but maybe it was put there yesterday, or last week! It's also possible she got busy or forgot.

Eijiro got his attention by snapping in his face. "Hey man, not your fault. I'm sure she would understand. Maybe you'll get lucky and she'll put another letter in your shoe box."

Izuku blushed, thinking about if that someone did go through all the effort for him. "Ok."

"Cool. So you ready to get shredded?"

Well, he needed something to clear his head again.

The next day of school Izuku was much more attentive, turning down Eijiro's offer to carry his exhausted body to the lockers. There was just one thing on his mind.

The letter.

He wobbled over to his locker, opening it and looking for a sign that the mystery woman was still interested. He grabbed the spare shirt, unfolding it in case the letter was in there. It wasn't, guess he-

"Dude! Look! I told you!"

His eyes snapped to where Eijiro was pointing. In the back, behind where his shirt was, a letter sat there. The same style of heart sticker over the envelope. He reached for it gently, as if it was alive. By the way his heart pumped in his chest it felt like it might explode at any second, but that could also be how he just finished running.

Flipping it over, the pink penned handwriting spelled out his name.

Eijiro had enough of his dramatic speed. "Open it already!"

He nodded, and pulled open the flap and read the small notecard inside. "She says that she got nervous, I don't blame her. BUT she wants to try again today same place and time!"

Izuku was smiling at this, sharing his joy and relief with Eijiro who amplified it by a hundred.

"That's my boy! You want me to wait at the gate again?"

"If it's not too much trouble."

Classes felt like they were stretching longer than they had to. He kept rethinking how it could go over and over in his head, making sure that he didn't do anything stupid. At one point one of his more rude classmates tried to get his attention by throwing a pencil at him, but Eijiro was right there to swat it out of the air and yell at him when the teacher left.

Finally, he was back on the rooftop, waiting once again for the girl.

And waited.

And waited.

He checked the time twice every minute, making sure he wasn't zoning out in case he missed her coming up. After half an hour went by Eijiro sent another text.

CrimsonRiot: Did she show up?

AllMight: Not yet, I'm going to wait a little longer.

CrimsonRiot: K, let me know when you're coming down.

AllMight: Will do.

Izuku patiently waited, for two more hours he stood only to be interrupted by his phone again.

CrimsonRiot: Hey, just checking in. Are you busy making out or something?

He blushed madly. Just holding the girl's letters left him in a mess, thinking about kissing was beyond him.

AllMight: NO! She hasn't shown up yet. Maybe she was held up by something.

CrimsonRiot: Oh

CrimsonRiot: I don't mean to rush you but I don't think she's gonna show today.

AllMight: Fifteen more minutes, then I'll head down.

CrimsonRiot: K

After waiting the amount he said, she never came. But the next letter explained she was called home for a family emergency. It must have been to her phone, cause he didn't hear any announcements from the speakers. So he waited again that day, for two hours until Eijiro came up to get him.

It stopped being everyday he got a letter, but it happened at least three times a week. Everytime something came up, her grandpa died, she got grounded, her friend needed her, and Izuku would wait again and again. He felt hurt the first couple times, and there was a doubt about it at the back of his head saying she would never come, but on the off chance that she showed up he wanted to be there. If he wrote a letter and the girl was a no show, it would hurt, and he didn't want anyone to hurt from his inaction.

"Hehe"

Shoto Todoroki, a boy with a scar over his left face with red and white hair turned from his spot at the dinner table to look at his brother. He was looking at his phone, laughing at something. Shoto couldn't hear what it was since he wore headphones.

"Ha!"

His older sister was curious enough to ask. "Natsuo, what are you watching?"

Natsuo, the boy with white hair and silver eyes tried to talk through his laughter. "It's-heha!-It's this streamer that's dressed up as Dad. She-HAHAha-she really nailed him and is playing a horror game!"

That sounded boring to Shoto. To him streamers were just people who didn't want real jobs and play games all day. But, he was curious about her impersonating his shit father. "May I see?"

Toya just laughed in his seat and positioned himself for the others to see. Plucking his headphones out of his phone they all heard the voice of their father, screaming like a pansy at the sight of a little doll twitching.

"If you move again I swear I will burn you aliAAAH! DON'T DO THAT! No, stay away stay away shoo, if you're not important to winning then stay out of my way. I SAID GO AWAY DEMON SPAWN! Where's the button to murder without regret?!"

Holy shit she went there. Many reporters learned quickly not to confront their father about how he has used lethal force frequently against villains. He always got in their face, talking about how there was no other option and that he did not regret it. But she just referenced one of his huge flaws and pointed straight at it without hesitation. Even the part about his obsession with winning everything was on the mark. Even if it was obviously something Endeavor never said everyone was thinking it.

"Natsuo, how do I find their profile?"

His brother calmed down enough to reply. "I can text it, but I thought you didn't like watching stuff like this?"

"Anything that makes fun of Dad is good content."

"Shoto!" His sister tried to chastise, but a small hum of his phone showed his brother did what he said.

"Good point! He would be FUMING if he ever saw this!"

Shoto nodded, already watching the stream on his phone. A notification popped up with a little dancing character on it with a noise. Under it was a text line.

N01SHADOW: Do wash!

Whoever looked like his father paused the game. It was crazy how good those flames looked, but it was odd looking at the same time because they gave off no light.

"Alright, but I'm not changing every time you donate, understand?" Whoever disguised as his father spoke. In a swirl of purple mud they became said hero requested.

"Wash!"

Nevermore: Did you just spend my money again?!

N01SHADOW: I have rights!

Hm, so if you pay enough money to this person they would change to look like who you requested. Checking the description under the profile, this person had a quirk that could mimic people. Looks like she's done several heroes and occasional fictional characters. Even certain games you can request from a certain list already posted.

"Fuyumi?"

"Yes Shoto?"

"Where's Dad's credit card?"

"...why?"

Eijiro wasn't having a fun time with Izuku. It hurt to see this happen so often, and Izuku was just walking right into it everytime! He tried cornering the usual guys, but they didn't know anything about it. Someone, or someones, were writing fake letters to Izuku and he kept waiting for no one to show up. He tried several times to talk him out of it, reasoning they were fake, but he kept going up just in case it wasn't.

It was manly as hell, but whoever was writing the letters needed to stop and he couldn't find anymore guys to interrogate. Izuku also needed to stop having such a bleeding heart over this. It clearly was hurting him, each time she didn't show up a little more life left his best friend. He tried arriving earlier to school, to wait for whoever it was to show up and put the letter in his locker.

But Izuku found out and told him not to do it, he wanted to find out who she was himself. But he only waited around for her after school. Eijiro wished that watch could just track whoever wrote it down, it would be so easy.

It took two months, TWO WHOLE MONTHS, for Izuku to start giving into his advice. But the compromise was he would wait three more times and then stop. On the second day when there was a huge rainstorm, he waited through that. Eijiro was conflicted by how stupid and manly Izuku could be sometimes.

Finally, the third day was here. Izuku was standing on the roof with Eijiro hiding nearby per Izuku's request to not be waiting in the open. Eijiro played on his phone, scrolling through some new hero posts that showed up. Checking the time almost two hours had passed.

"Izuku."

"I know, but it's not time yet."

He sighed, smacking his hard head against the building. "Dude, she's not coming. She's probably not even real."

"There's still a chance."

"Yeah, and there's a chance that All Might is secretly a skinny old man in a muscle suit."

"There's no way-"

"And there's no way there's someone coming!" He got up to poke his head around to see Izuku. "I admire your drive, I really do, but they're just playing with you. Just like those guys who tried to throw you in a ditch said they were 'just playing'."

Izuku just checked the time again and put his phone away. "Not yet."

"Uuugh." Eijiro slid back down to the floor. "Two minutes, then never again."

He counted the seconds, each one ticking down to give relief to his bud. One hundred ten, one hundred eleven, one hundred twelve..Yeah, time to wrap it up.

"Time to go man." He got up, dusting his back. But looking at Izuku, he could see his friend didn't want to give up, he didn't want to just walk away.

"Just one more minu-"

"No! Even if she was real, which she isn't, they clearly don't care enough to show up."

It hurt to see Izuku turn his eyes away and at the ground. But he had to do this. "Bro, she's not com-"

*SLAM*

Someone had just opened the door. No way, no frickin way. He slid behind the entrance to the stairs and peeped to see who it was.

Izuku stood shocked, unsure if his eyes were deceiving him.

Right there, right now, was a girl, a REAL girl! Before either boy could comprehend what was happening she bowed before Midoirya.

"Please! Go out with me!"

I made up the fitbit feature of the omnitrix, but it does make sense it's able to know Izuku's health data since it is able to generate aliens to their healthiest/strongest forms.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 6

Green eyes met yellow that seemed to ever so slightly glow. Was it a quirk, or was it just him? The girl in front of him was looking slightly up for them to see each other. She had long blonde hair stretching down to her waist and a choker around her neck. Now while she was short, Izuku was already short so he bet that he was just an inch under himself.

"Um, I know you don't know me that well, but I thought you were cute and.." She began to talk, crap he hadn't been saying anything again!

Glancing behind her, he looked to his buddy who vibrated in place. Eijiro gave him a thumbs up and nodded vigorously behind his hiding spot. Well, if he gave the ok..

"S-sure, I'd be happy to go out with you."

HE SAID IT!

"Ah, well, cool." She stood up straight, yeah she was just under himself. "I'm Tomo Hikari."

It was either out of politeness or stupidity did he bow to her and introduce himself. "I'm Izuku Midoriya, pleasure to meet you, or, date you."

Both stood in place, not really sure what else to do or say. What did people do after this? His phone vibrated, he didn't want to be rude to Hikari and check it, but Eijiro was waving over to him and pointing at his own phone.

Quickly checking it, his buddy sent him a text.

CrimsonRiot: Ask her to go do something! Like a restaurant if you've got the money.

Eijiro you are the best!

"So, a-are you hungry Hikari?"

She pulled out her own phone to check it, and then smiled a little. Maybe she had someone hiding nearby too? "Yeah, that sounds cool. But I don't have any money so-"

"I'll pay!" He might have been more loud than he expected but Hikari smiled at him as if it didn't bother her.

"Great! I know an awesome place."

Izuku tried his best not to freak out, he really did.

"So what can I get you two?" The server asked the two.

But how did he end up here?! In a restaurant, going on a date, with a girl! He was just some quirkless loser to the world, only a handful of people in his life actually acknowledged his existence. Looking up, right across from him was the girl, his girlfriend. How would he tell his Mom about this? Himiko was going to tease the life out of him either way. When was it appropriate to bring a girl home to meet the family?

"I'll have the number eight with the cherry boba tea please." Hikari said then motioned for Izuku to order.

"A-ah right, I'll just have your number nine please."

After getting their orders the server went away, leaving him alone with her. She started to do something on her phone. It worried him that he was already being boring, but maybe she just had a habit of playing on her phone? Either way, he knew nothing about her and if she was his girlfriend now he needed to learn something.

"So, what do you like to do in your spare time?"

She just shrugged. "Nothing special, I either hang out with my friends or watch some older monster movies."

"Oh, that's cool."

Gosh he was feeling awkward. What could he say to keep the conversation going?! Taking a peek at her eyes again, they still seemed to carry that glow to them. "Your eyes, do they glow because of your quirk?"

"Hm? Oh yeah, my quirk is spotlight. I absorb sunlight and can emit it through my body. But the most I can do is cause a sunburn."

"Wow! You could do a lot with a quirk like that!" His shyness vanished, replaced with his fanboyism over quirks. "Do you need a constant supply of sunlight? Or can you store it for long periods of time? Is there a limit? Ordoestheenergyyoustorelessenovertimewhennotbeingused?Withthatkindofpoweryou'dneverneedtocarryaflashlightandcouldhelpothersinthedarkIwonderif-"

"Here's your food." The meals being placed in front of them reminded Izuku that he had a habit to ramble. So many speech habits he needed to break, it probably freaked her out. But she just sat there, as if she wasn't even bothered. He went to grab a fork but a hand on his turned him bright red.

She gave him a sweet smile. "Hey, if you don't mind I'd like to keep our relationship private. No need for others to know right?"

He could only nod as she pulled away. Hand holding was definitely a jump in their relationship, even if it was brief.

And so, Izuku Midoriya now had a girlfriend, a secret girlfriend, but Eijiro already knew about that so he could talk to him about it. Heaven knows he needed the help.

Himiko noticed something was odd about her brother. He was happier than normal, sure it was welcomed, but he didn't talk about it. That part was weird, he always wanted to share what made him happy with his family. At first she thought he got a special edition figure, but his room didn't have anything new in it. She double checked where he kept his allowance, no it wasn't weird she was his sister and should always have access to everything her brother has, and found that he was burning through it.

Her first thought was that he was getting bullied again, but Eijiro was with him to prevent that. So where was his money going? None of the games on his computer showed anything that she didn't buy. Finally she decided to check his phone. It had that facial recognition thingy, but she easily bypassed it by mimicking her brother's face. Let's see, recent locations, wow he has been eating out a bunch. Almost everyday, she thought he was supposed to be working out during all that time.

Checking his photos, nothing new besides some pics with Eijiro every now and then. Most of it was heroes that he managed to spot in the city, or cool images of them he downloaded. Nothing showing where his money was going yet, she should check his history.

How to talk to girlfriend

My girlfriend doesn't talk much is that good

Good date ideas for food

How to tutor girlfriend for classes

Is holding hands too big of a step

What to expect dating a girl for a month

How long should I wait until meeting girlfriend's family

….He had a girlfriend, or he thought he had one. Now, she wasn't someone that was obsessed with romance, but she learned a thing or two from when she would "keep tabs" on boys she wanted to stab. This didn't seem right, several red flags were popping up. Wasn't Eijiro supposed to keep tabs on potential bullies?

One last place to check, messages. She didn't even have to scroll, there was only a few people he talked to. Eijiro was up top, the person Izuku talked to the most. Himiko and Inko were there at the bottom, but one stood out to her.

Tomo Hikari

This was the only potential for Izuku's "girlfriend." Checking the texts, there was only times and dates and occasional questions. No conversation, not even any kind of flirting. Argh why were boys so stupid! Himiko stood up in Izuku's room, plopped herself angrily on the desk chair, and decided to vent by virtually stabbing people.

Checking her most recently requested form, it was Endeavor. Some people have started to love her interpretation of the number one angry hero, and one in particular donated a lot.

GlacierBoy616 Donated ¥5,000

The guy asked for Endeavor to do lots of weird things, but nothing was sexual so she didn't mind. One time he asked if she could try having him cry, that was an experience. Pulling up some random shooter game, she started her stream wearing the fake flames she had to constantly move around to look good enough.

GlacierBoy616 has joined

Wow, that was fast.

"Alright you weaklings, nobody else pick the scorcher class otherwise- What did I just say Noobmaster69!" She started, venting her anger at the random players in a way that made sense with her wearing Endeavor's face.

*Click* "Hey Himiko, is my phone in-" Izuku started to walk in but Himiko dared not have her brother present, she was still mad about how stupid he was too.

"Get out I'm online!"

"Sorry! The sign wasn't up!"

Growling she stretched her arm out, making it dance like flames to push her brother out, flip the sign on the door, and slam it. Crap, hopefully no one does anything after her brother came into view. Focusing back on the game, her thoughts were divided in three parts, making sure she acted like Endeavor, playing a game, and figuring out how she was going to address this problem.

Another month had gone by, and Eijiro was psyched for his buddy. He got himself a girlfriend that wasn't some jerk messing with him! Izuku had talked about how she wanted to keep it private, but he already witnessed her confession in person so he felt happy to be included in the secret. Everytime he had Izuku talk about her he seemed to sutter and blush, boy was he in love. They went to restaurants pretty often, he always paid of course, manly, she didn't talk too much so she was the quiet type, cool, she also didn't talk with Izuku at school to better cement their secret, she was so committed!

On top of that, she didn't text him often, and if she did it was times and places to meet up for food. It was almost as if she was as secretive as a spy! Neither of them had told their families, and it was impressive to be that secretive. Eijiro didn't think he could have done it. Izuku was also such a good guy to her, helping her with homework by sharing his notes, helping write her english assignments. How did he get so good at english all of a sudden? Then there was the fact that they were so pure in their relationship, they weren't even holding hands yet!

His phone vibrated, looking at it Himiko sent him a text. Odd, she almost never reaches out unless she wants something. Her image was of an old school pokemon, ditto.

Ditto: Hey, I know about Izuku's relationship.

He nearly choked, how did she figure that out?!

Ditto: Have you noticed anything odd about it?

CrimsonRiot: Not really, they just want to keep it private. Why are you asking?

Ditto: Because someone is super dense, as always.

CrimsonRiot: What's that supposed to mean?

Ditto: I want you to use your brain, what do Izuku and this chick do together?

CrimsonRiot: Well, I know he takes her out a lot to eat and helps her with her homework.

Ditto: Uh huh, and does she ever want to do anything else with him?

CrimsonRiot: Not that I know of

CrimsonRiot: If you've got something to say say it

Ditto: A good teacher doesn't give away answers

Ditto: Has Izuku told you what she likes to do?

CrimsonRiot: Hang out with friends? I think he mentioned how she likes movies but that's all he knows.

Ditto: SO, she likes watching movies, hanging out with friends, and Izuku has never gone on any kind of date involving things she likes?

CrimsonRiot: Wait

Eijiro was about to type out a response, defending his bro's relationship, but hold on. She only wanted to eat and do her work with him, they didn't do anything else, she didn't want anyone else to know, they weren't even on a first name basis.

Ditto: Is it clicking now?

CrimsonRiot: Crap

CrimsonRiot: I'm an idiot

Ditto: We already knew that

Mina Ashido, a girl with pink skin and hair with twin yellow horns that stuck out from her head, enjoyed the time she had with her friends. She sat with a few of them in their class during lunch, all of them giggling away sharing prank ideas. "So, has anyone here actually done a prank recently?"

Two of them, gave one another a look and started laughing madly while the third just looked at her phone. Mina became invested instantly at what tale they might tell.

"Yeah!" One of the girls began. "We've been getting this one guy for over three months!"

Mina laughed with them. "Well go on! Is he cute?"

"Not really, but he was gullible enough for it to work."

"Come on tell me!" Mina whined to them.

The one with blue hair finally began. "Ok, so we wrote this love letter and put it in his locker to see if he how long he'd wait, guess how long!"

Her gut twisted a little, Mina didn't usually like these pranks. It took a good friendship or really knowing the guy to think of doing something like this. "I don't know, half an hour?"

"No, three hours! And we put another letter in the next day, and he waited again!"

She tried to keep up her smile, but this was taking a turn she didn't like. Sometimes some of her classmates could interpret a joke as having someone else be humiliated. At least this one wasn't in public. "Did you stop after that?"

"Why would we? He kept going up to the rooftop for a month!"

Wow, harsh, she would need to talk to them more seriously after this. Maybe find the guy and apologize after this. Her other friend Tomo was oddly quiet, not that she wasn't normally the quiet one but she didn't look too happy. "So, did he finally stop?"

"Well, when his buddy started looking around for who was making the letters we decided to either give up, or take it a step further."

Mina did not like the grin the girl took. She grabbed Tomo's shoulder and pulled her closer. "We got Tomo here to go up last second and pretend to like him. She is such a good actress! She even got him to help do our work without him even knowing it!"

Tomo looked like she wanted to run away. Finally the blonde said something. "Come on, I only did it cause you two wouldn't stop bugging me about it."

"Oh quit complaining, you were getting free meals out of him anyways."

"Because you kept telling me to do it saying 'Just one more time'"

"Tomo, do you actually like him?"

Tomo pulled herself out of the girl's grasp. Blushing and pouting at her friends. "You said it yourself, who would date a quirkless kid?"

That was it, that was the straw that broke Mina's back. She had a brother that was quirkless, had being the keyword, and no way was she letting this happen again. Forcing a sweet smile on her face she talked to Tomo. "Hey, where does he eat around this time?"

Put off by the sudden question, Tomo fidgeted under the pink girl's gaze. "In the cafeteria, he's the one with the green hair and freckles. Always sits next to the guy with a ruby on his head."

"Awesome! Let's go see him right now!" Mina yanked Tomo out of her seat and dragged her to her next destination. She kept a smile on her face, but internally she was trying not to just spray the girl with acid right there.

Eijiro kept pausing while he was eating and glancing at Izuku. It bothered the greenette, obviously something was on his friend's mind and it involved him. Putting down his chopsticks he finally decided to question him. "What's wrong?"

"Wrong?! Nothing's wrong man, just thinking about stuff."

If Eijiro could sweat Izuku bet he'd be doing it right now. There was only one topic that his close friend and family didn't talk about him with. "Is it about the omnitrix?"

His buddy looked up in surprise as Izuku went on. "I know I haven't told you guys a lot about it, only what it's done to you guys. If you really want to know more about it I..I'd be open to the idea."

It took a lot of courage to bring it up, he hadn't even scratched the surface about the fact that it was alien in origin. They had been respectful, not prying too deep when he had started to get uncomfortable. Eventually they should know about it though, it directly changed them. Eijiro sighed before putting his utensil down. "It's not about the watch, it's about your girlfriend."

"What about her?"

Eijiro kept opening his mouth, then closing it again. Something bothered his friend about the relationship and Izuku couldn't guess what. Everything was just fine, even if he and Hikari hadn't done too much together they were taking it slow, and he was happy where they were. So what gives?

"Izuku, I don't know how to tell you this but…"

He waited for Eijiro to start, feeling defensive out of nowhere. Eijiro was his closest friend, but he didn't like how he kept dancing around his concerns about his relationship with Hikari.

"There he is! Hey! Over here loverboy!"

Some random pink girl was coming over, dragging a familiar person with her. Wait! No! Hikari wanted to keep it private! But the pink girl ignored Izuku's panicked face and pulled his girlfriend right up to them. Hikari herself seemed to be as equally panicked as Izuku, if not more.

"When I heard you were dating him I had no idea! Good for you two!" Mina congratulated loudly slapping Hikari's back.

Izuku didn't like how she was being treated and was about to get up, but suddenly Eijiro jumped in with energy. "Oh yeah, Izuku and Hikari are an AWESOME COUPLE. They go out almost everyday isn't that right?"

Both the nervous teens looked around the cafeteria, murmurs and whispers building up fast all pointing at them.

"Wait, the quirkless kid got a girlfriend?"

"He might have lied to her."

"Maybe she's blind or something."

Mina went in for the kill and pulled Hikari a little closer to Izuku. "Come on! I thought you'd be happy spending time with you boyfriend!"

"WE'RE NOT DATING!" Tomo shouted, silencing the cafeteria. She was glancing around like a cornered animal, trying to keep an eye on everyone who was looking at her. All except Izuku who she refused to look at. Noticing some doubting looks she continued to try and save herself.

"I mean, he's quirkless! Who would want to be with someone so useless?!" After the words left her mouth, her face twisted into horror. Izuku just blankly looked at her as she slowly turned to look at him. He wanted to beg her it wasn't true, that she was just making it up to keep their secret.

But she ran off, she left him. He tried checking his phone, to text her and get confirmation. He barely managed to pull up his messages when he started to type. The chat vanished, gone, she had blocked him.

The pink haired stranger sat down next to him and put her hand over his phone. "I'm so sorry, she was using you for some lame joke. Tomo didn't like you."

Izuku's fingers became numb, he didn't want to be here, he needed to get out from everyone's gaze. Getting up from his seat he ignored everyone around him.

Even Eijiro who tried to put his hand on Izuku's shoulder. "It's true man, I'm sorry I didn't see it sooner. I wanted to bring it up but-"

He pulled himself out of Eijiro's grip and walked off. Anywhere but the school was better. His feet marched straight to a bathroom, kicking open the stall door as he walked in. Holding up the omnitrix he pulled up a map of the city. Right now he needed time to himself, and he didn't want anyone he knew to spot him on the streets. Selecting a destination far enough for himself he selected the option to teleport.

A flash of green was the last thing he left behind. Now he found himself in a random street, empty enough for him to sit down and lean against the wall. How could he have been such an idiot?! Of course she didn't like you like that! Who would?! He's just some useless kid with a fancy watch! How, why did Paradox decide some brat like him should have the omnitrix?!

Izuku could only cry, his heart feeling as if it was about to implode. He clutched his hair with a tight grip, banging the back of his head on the brick wall behind him. Why was he not allowed to love people in this world? Maybe it's because they didn't see him offering anything of use, that a quirkless burden is just some burden to be taken care of.

He relaxed enough to look at the omnitrix again. When he was smaller, when he first got it years ago he was so excited to help people with it. It cured Eijiro and gave him new powers, but he was told that if others found out he would be locked up. Somehow he barely managed to get away with Himiko's situation, but that was it. Even teleporting was to be kept a secret. Yet how was he supposed to help the world with it if he had to keep it secret?

Maybe he wasn't cut out to be any kind of hero.

*pat pat pat pat*

He glanced up, his eyes still puffy. Some little girl was running barefoot in the alley covered in bandages and a raggedy white shirt. Her bare feet smacked against the damp cement and charged straight ahead, right to him!

"Oof!" She barreled into him, knocking him onto his side. He started to lean up, putting his arms under her to lift her off him. Her own arms protested and locked around his body.

"Please." She whimpered into his chest. "Help me."

Her quiet begging, along with her shaking, made him look at her again. Bandages, messy white hair that clearly hadn't been washed, blood stains, and dirt covering her little limbs especially around her feet.

Something very wrong was happening, and she was terrified. He sat up, making sure she didn't get knocked over from his movements by holding her. A single horn poked into him, a quirk of some kind. What was he supposed to do? Maybe he could take her to a hospital, or would a police station work better?

"Where are you Eri? If you come out right now I promise I won't punish you."

Some man's voice spoke from around the corner of the alley in a threatening tone. The little girl in his arms shook even harder, too scared to even breathe. He wasn't too sure how to get this girl help, but he knew that whoever was around the corner was not a friendly person.

"Eri, is that your name?" Izuku whispered into her ear. She didn't respond so he kept talking while keeping his eyes to where the voice's echo came from.

"I'm going to hide you ok? It might be a little scary but don't worry, no one will be able to hurt you."

He felt her head nod, giving him permission to act. He put his left hand with the watch over her back. "Omnitrix, activate internal spatial storage, home setting."

"Confirmed, activating internal space designation 'Earth.'"

A brief flash of green light emitted from the omnitrix, when it cleared the little girl in his arms was gone. Izuku took a deep breath, now that she was safe and with him he could figure out where he should-

"Hey, kid, did you happen to see a small girl with white hair and a horn?"

Izuku looked up, making eye contact of a man in his twenties glaring down at him. He had a strange coat with fur lining around the neck, gloves, and a massive mask the shape of a beak. "N-no sir. Sorry"

"Hm, you're not a very good liar are you?"

Crap! Izuku put his legs to use and shot up from the ground to run. A hand grabbed him before he could get far, holding onto his left arm with a deadly grip. The man turned Izuku to face him.

"You filthy child, just tell me where the girl is and I promise to let you go."

Izuku struggled in the man's grasp. Despite him doing his exercises with Eijiro he was still much smaller than whoever this guy was. His gloved hand encompassed the omnitrix. As he tried to pry himself away he tried to think about how he could get out of this. Teleport? No it brought whatever was with him along. He might be able to store him in the watch on a separate planet than Eri but what then? Just pop him back out?

"Fine, maybe losing an arm will make you listen."

The man went to activate his quirk, clutching the boy's wrist. It was a shame he had to destroy one of his gloves, but he carried spares just in case.

The omnitrix was surrounded by a ball of green lightning, protesting whatever the man just tried to do.

*BOOM*

Izuku was sent onto his rear as the other was sent flying until he hit a wall knocking him out. He didn't know what the omnitrix just did, but he was glad there was some type of self defense mechanism built in. All he focused on now was getting out of there before the man woke up.

He sprinted away as he mentally commanded the omnitrix to teleport him home. There he would figure out what to do next.

I know this is a random side thing with the romance, but I wanted to establish this for later reference. It felt a little off for me cause it sounded better in my head to write but how did y'all feel about it? The self defense mechanism the omnitrix showed has been seen in the original Ben 10 series when someone tries to forcibly remove the omnitrix.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 7

Shoto sat by the counter at home after just finishing one of his at home classes. The old man didn't want him to be potentially distracted by those that might 'drag him down.' In other words Endeavor didn't want Shoto to have friends to hang out with when he could be training. It was stupid, only because it was his father's decision. He never had friends so he personally didn't know what he was missing, but he found the next best thing to one. Shoto ate a bite of his lunch as he pulled up the only thing he entertained himself with nowadays.

"-Doors stuck! Let me out LET ME OUT!" The image of Hawks spazzing out while his character was jammed between the door and the wall. Based on the lighting and the eerie music it must be a horror game this time. She seemed to like those, it got more views too.

It took a little bit of video skimming to find out it was even a she disguised as the heroes, but he did it. At first he thought it was a guy, given the room she played in with all the hero merchandise, the few articles of clothing spotted in the corners, but it became clear this was someone else's room.

The recurring person showed up every now and then, a boy around his own age with green hair and freckles came into view at least five times from the hundreds of hours of video. His voice was only captured sixteen times, and he spoke the streamer's name only twice.

Himiko.

It wasn't a boy's name, but just in case he reexamined the footage of their interactions. It was similar to the relationship Fuyumi and Natsuo had with each other. Casual, a little playful, and not holding anything back. They were family, and one time he said something in a whisper, barely caught by the mic. Shoto had to download a video editing app, learn how to use it, and isolate the sound to figure out what he said.

"If you're my sister, then you transform into a guy, does that turn you into my brother?"

Sister, she's female by default. He didn't know why that was important for him, but he noticed he felt differently about her when he discovered it. Shoto started to get mad when others asked her to transform into Midnight, or genderbend the male heroes and say something to turn them on.

Before he could finish typing anything into the chat they were blocked.

But, he wondered about her face, her real face. In his dreams he would imagine sitting in a chair next to her as she played games, no transformations but she was equally energetic as she spammed buttons on the keyboard.

His phone lit up with a green light, grabbing him from his day dreaming. Hawks/Himiko turned right to the source, briefly surprised by it.

"Izuku what are you-"

"Himiko, please get off the computer."

Whatever she saw made her on edge, and without even saying goodbye to the chat she signed off. Shoto's food hung in the air suspended by his chopsticks as he tried to piece together what had happened, and what was happening somewhere in the world.

His instincts told him to find her, protect her, and help in any way he could.

But he didn't know where she lived, or who she truly was. Worst of all she probably wouldn't know who he was besides a random name on the internet that gave her money. Somehow that thought hurt him, and it was confusing.

Eri kept still, hiding under the bed of the random room she found herself in. When she heard his voice, the arms around her disappeared in a warm green glow. Now she felt no warmth, but there was also no cold, no smells, no noise, everything was still and silent in the mysterious room. She peeked out and glanced up at the smiles of the same big man on the walls, on the little plastic people on shelves, and even on the bed.

After what felt like an hour waiting for something, anything to happen, she felt it ok to come out. Her eyes stayed on the door, expecting it to open or hear footsteps with the smallest movement she made.

Nothing happened.

Pulling her body out from her hiding spot she explored her new surroundings in childlike curiosity. None of the rooms in the tunnels looked like this. The bed looked really nice, she reached and felt the blanket resting on it.

"Soft." She muttered as she rubbed her hand back and forth across it. Her own blanket was scratchy, barely able to keep her warm. Resting on the foot of the bed was something weird. It reminded her of a pillow, but it was shaped like a little man, the same one on everything in the room.

Eri stretched up, going on her tippy toes to try and grab the unusual pillow. Her body pressed into the comfy bed as her tiny hands kept trying to grab it. With a little hop from her feet, she was able to achieve her goal and step away from the bed with her prize. Eri began to touch the bunny ears on his head. He had human ears from what the pictures showed, but hair didn't stick up like this.

They were obviously bunny ears.

"Izuku." Himiko tried to get his eyes on her, to focus on something that wasn't his hyperventilating. She changed back into her real form, so she wasn't wearing a stanger's face. He finally looked up, looking completely distraught.

"What happened?"

He barely talked, just muttered broken words under his breath. "She, there was this girl. I was somewhere away from the school because-but she never really. At lunch a pink girl came and-"

"Izuku." She knelt down and grabbed his hands as he sat on his bed. "Did it involve Tomo?"

He didn't answer, just started to tear up again. "She, she didn't really like me. She never loved me. Someone showed up with her at lunch and..put us on the spot. Both her and Eijiro talked about our relationship and then..why can't I just be allowed to be happy?!"

Himiko stretched her arms and wrapped them several times around him, giving him the best hug she could as he cried. He never, ever let the bullying get to him like this. But this was different, some bitch took her time, dragged it out, and got him to open his heart to them.

Then like the bitch she was took that heart and stabbed it. NO, stabbing was Himiko's thing, and she was never going to be some wicked person like that. Stabbing her sounded really good right now, she should check with Izuku to know where she lives.

The door opened, shit Mom was home and must have heard him.

"Izuku?! What's happ-"

"Some cunt played with Izuku's heart." Himiko summarized to her. Mom ignored her language, but she knew she was going to get talked to later about that. Her focus was rushing to Izuku's side and hugging him.

"I'm so sorry baby." Inko stroked Izuku's hair, pulling him into a side hug. "Is that why you came home?"

Izuku lifted his head out of their arms, more scared than sad. "No, I..I went to some different part of the city first."

Inko continued to pet his hair, gently probing but needing to know. "Was there a specific place?"

"No, just, somewhere random..But then this girl showed up."

Himiko's face twisted in a snarl thinking about the possibility of some other bitch messing with him. Izuku continued before the others could ask.

"She was hurt..and dirty. I think she ran away from a really bad place. Someone was looking for her and I hid her..I think he tried to kill me."

Woah, hold up. That was beyond what either of them expected to come from a break up story. Inko took it worse and immediately checked him for injuries. "Did he hurt you?! Did you call the police? Was there a hero to-"

"Mom, let him explain." Himiko poked Inko's forehead with a small tendril of her muddy self, then retracted it. Izuku took a couple breathes, trying to calm himself down. "His quirk, he tried using it on me but I don't know what it was. He said something about me losing an arm."

Well he must not have been able to do it, seeing as how he had both his arms.

"He was holding the omnitrix at the time, and it went off, throwing him with some concussive force. After that I came straight home."

As their Mom clutched her son with might, squeezing him and thanking every higher power that he was ok, Himiko pondered something. "So, what happened with the girl?"

Removing one of his arms from the hug Izuku held up his watch. "In here."

….He could do that? IS THAT WHERE HE HIDES WHEN THEY PLAYED HIDE AND SEEK THAT LITTLE CHEATER!

"Is she ok in there?" Inko asked, and Izuku nodded. "I think it's the safest place on earth. I sent her into a copy of my room. You don't need to eat in it, or sleep. Should I bring her out now?"

Himiko was about to scream yes, what kind of question is that?! But Inko said something else. "I'm going to talk to the detective and ask him to come over to help. You should take a shower first, you smell a little gross and she should have a good impression on us if we want to help her."

It was odd logic, but it was Mom logic and there was no arguing with it. Izuku nodded before grabbing a pair of clothes and heading to the bathroom. It left Himiko and Inko alone. The blond expected Inko to get up or start the call, but she remained there.

Ah crap Mom wanted to be alone with her. Without Izuku, and without the mysterious girl hidden in the watch.

*SKREEE*

Eri spun around, clutching the soft pillow man against her chest for some kind of safety as that same light appeared next to her. The boy came back, wearing something different.

He had on a white shirt with a black line on his chest leading up to his neck and wrapped around it. It went down his sleeves and wrapped around his arms. He had on dark green pants with big pockets on the sides and wore red slippers. His hair was wet and he rubbed a towl against it.

She stayed frozen, unsure of what he would do now. When Eri first saw him she just wanted to get away from the bad men, from Overhaul, but was this guy better or worse than the others?

He knelt down to be eye level with her and put on a small smile. "Hi, sorry I didn't come earlier. My family had a lot of questions."

Eri stood still as his eyes looked over her, a frown coming on his face. But he did smile when he saw the pillow in her arms.

"I see you found All Might, do you like him?"

Who was All Might, was it the name of the pillow man? She still felt nervous, but nodded. She liked the soft thing she had in her arms. He smiled a little more before sitting down next to his bed.

"My name is Izuku Midoriya. It's good to meet yo- you're bleeding!" He moved to get closer to her, but she backed away at his sudden movements and shivered. Izuku stopped when he saw her reaction, and stayed still but remained worried. His eyes stared a little harder at the bloody footprints in the room. She must have cut her feet when running barefoot so long in the streets.

"You're feet, they're bleeding. We should get you cleaned up."

No! She hated when they cleaned her! But she couldn't say no, that meant more pain. As she waited for him to grab her, take her to wherever he chose, he didn't move. Izuku just gently reached out his hand. "Please? I promise the water in the tub is warm."

"T-tub?" She asked in a whisper. Izuku nodded, but tilted his head in confusion.

"Yeah, do you know what a bathtub is?"

Eri shook her head.

"Then how about showers?"

She shook her head again.

Izuku scratched his scalp trying to solve the puzzle in front of him. "Then how do you get cleaned up?"

"H-hoses."

He leaned in a little further to hear her. "Hm?"

"T-they clean me with hoses. It hurts."

Eri's eyes started to moisten, her clutch on the little man becoming tighter. "W-will you spray me with the hoses?"

She didn't notice the shock in Izuku, or the way he frowned further, but he did gently reach out a single finger. Eri watched it intensely, waiting for it to reach out and bite her. If she moved in a way he didn't like it would turn into a fist, but it didn't. He stroked the back of it against her hand in a slow steady motion. He was soft, just like the things in the room.

"There won't be any hoses, it will just be like a big puddle of warm water."

Eri rose her hand slowly, grabbing the soft finger. It was warm, gentle, probably the only time she rembremed actually liking someone touching her. She nodded slightly, deciding to trust the boy. Izuku smiled again weakly and held up the green thing on his wrist.

"Omnitrix, bring us out."

Both were engulfed by the light, proving to Eri once again that he had a warmth around him. She never wanted to leave him, ever.

He looked up from his notepad, at the little girl with clean bandages in Izuku's arms holding an All Might plushy, and back down to his notes that reviewed over the incident. Detective Tsukauchi let out a sigh. "Seriously, it's like you have a magnet for these things."

"Helping out random children?" Inko asked, sitting next to Izuku. Himiko on the other side of him.

"I was thinking danger but I guess that works too."

There were a couple things left out so far that he needed to know, example just where exactly it happened but Izuku couldn't recall only that it was far. It couldn't have been too far, given the time it takes to get from his school, to wherever he met the girl, and here.

If he ran the entire time it only left him with a minute of interaction with the girl and the unknown villain. "You must have great stamina to run with a kid all the way here."

Izuku looked away from the detective. "S-something like that."

He didn't like vague answers, but his sister piped up. "He runs with Eijiro every morning."

Truth.

Izuku must still be bashful under compliments. "Well, we'll look into Eri and see who her family is. If there really is a villain involved we might need to request the local heroes do more patrols around the neighborhood. Maybe request an underground hero to swing around from their normal routes at night."

The sketch artist beside him handed him a rough sketch of the villain. He had a useful quirk that let him visualise a single thing someone was thinking of when they were focusing hard enough. On it he had a clear image of the man with a strange mask. "So, this is the guy and not some villain you saw on tv?"

He handed the image above the little girl's head, that way she didn't see him in case she would go into a panic attack. Izuku held it briefly. "Yes."

Truth.

Izuku handed the detective back the image. "Thank you Midoriya, did he give any hints about what his quirk does?"

Izuku nodded. "Yes, after I hid Eri he questioned me if I saw her. When I told him no he didn't believe it. He mentioned something about talking after losing an arm and then reached out for me. It might be a destructive or dismembering quirk based off touchandthat'swhyhereachedoutthough-"

Tsukauchi got enough truth and held his hand up. It was clear that the boy was out of it, and he had already asked enough from him. He was hoping to ask Eri some questions but she was way too nervous to talk.

"Well, I think that is about everything I need. I'll call later and see when we see what turns up once we run those bandages through a couple of tests." He put the clipboard under his shoulder, the few officers inside joining him as he went to exit.

Inko got up to escort him out, leaving the kids to themselves at the couch. "Thank you so much for helping us."

The man waved her off. "It's my job, I literally get paid every time something comes up...not that I'm hoping for these things to-"

"I get it." Inko said opening the door for them. She bowed to each officer that was leaving, only the detective remaining as he put his shoes back on. He glanced back to the kids, seeing Himiko trying to get Eri's attention by waving a hand in front of her..

..that was replaced by a little duplicate of Eri.

" ?"

"Hm?"

"Did she, get her quirk back?" He pointed to the anomaly. The woman seemed to freeze, hesitant to answer. Several alarms blared in his head. She had lost her quirk, that was absolutely true. Not even a trace remained. Now here she was, a demonstration of a shapeshifting ability right in front of him.

"W-well, she started to..be able to change any part of her on command..about a year after we took her in."

Truth, but it was vague, and he hated vague answers, especially when it came to those who knew what his quirk was. The Midoriya family were a good bunch though, today proving how they go out of their way to take care of someone who needed it.

A deep fear rose in his stomach. If that man was involved, Tsukauchi wanted him to be as far as possible from this family. He should look into everything around them, just to make sure.

"Ok...well thank you again, but are you sure you want to keep Eri here as we investigate?"

Whatever feeling around her vanished, replaced by that motherly charm. "Of course, she has refused to leave Izuku's side this entire time, even in the bathroom. I'm wondering if I should have him homeschooled like Himiko.."

"I'm sure you'll figure it out, but if you don't mind I'd like to swing by and check up on things every now and then."

She smiled fondly. "We have special meals on Friday nights, you could join us then."

This family was too pure for the world. "I'll let you know if I'm available."

After their farewells, the Midoriya family was left with the mystery girl who watched Himiko do her impromptu puppet show featuring one hand as Izuku, and the other as All Might with Himiko making her little Izuku act like the fanboy he is in exaggerated ways.

"You are so cool All Might! That's why I decide to have every single inch of my room covered in pictures of you! That way I can see your smile and think about how cool you are as I build another shrine to worship you."

Himiko said in a perfect copy of Izuku's voice.

"Himiko, I don't make her think that I treat him as a god."

She pouted at him. "What else am I supposed to think, you think he's the strongest?"

"Of course!"

"And that he could do no wrong?"

"He's All Might, the best hero ever, no one has seen him do anything remotely bad."

"Do you also think he can save everyone?"

"He's never not saved someone when he's there. Every single instance he has shown up has had no recorded injuries with his intervention besides the villain. That's what's so great about him, he saves everyone."

A small whisper in his arms interrupted their sibling bickery. "But, you saved me."

Inko, Himiko, and Izuku all looked at the little girl as she stared at Izuku's face. "You saved me, but you're not the pillow man."

She held up the plushy in her arms.

The mother of the house smiled brightly, rubbing her hand on Izuku's shoulder. Himiko let out a giggle at the little girl's words.

"You mean the All Might plushie?" Izuku asked her.

She nodded. "He's made out of pillows, but how does he save people if he's made out of pillows?"

"...Do you know who All Might is Eri?" He asked, bewildered that someone didn't know the number one hero.

Eri felt embarrassed, feeling she said something weird and retreated further into his arms. "Are you All Might then?"

"Oh my gosh, you're turning into an All Might junior!" Himiko laughed breaking the tension. She was remembering the onesie that he wears in his sleep and referencing what he called himself during their games when they were kids.

Izuku grumbled. "I'm not.."

"You are!" She countered sitting up.

"You saved her." Himiko pointed at Eri.

"You saved me." She pointed at herself.

"You even saved Eijiro from cancer!"

"..who?" Eri asked from Izuku's arms,

"Eijiro, he's...Izuku have you checked your phone?" Himiko asked, looking for her own device.

"No, I...haven't looked at it since school." He said growing a little more reserved recalling what happened earlier.

"You should." Himiko held up her own phone, the notifications filled with messages from the redhead.

Izuku looked at the time, it was just after the final bell. Instead of reading over the multitude of texts he would just call him and talk. Eijiro answered the phone immediately.

"DUDE! Are you ok?! Wait, stupid question, of course you're not. But where are you?! Ashido and I have been checking everywhere since you ran off during lunch. I thought I would give you some time but you didn't come back to class and never answered your phone. We're worried si-"

Izuku had to turn the volume down on his phone to not go deaf. "I'm home with Mom and Himiko. I just, had to get away."

"Bro, we totally get it. Ashido said she never heard of a break up that bad, if you could consider your relationship real."

Izuku's stomach began to twist at the mention of his relationship, he didn't want to think about it and took his mind away from it.

"Who's Ashido?" He asked in monotone, suppressing the tidal wave that would have taken over him again. Eri was here, she needed more help than him, his problems were a speck of sand compared to her's.

"Oh dude she's awesome. Some people gave her crap for helping you out but she wasn't having it. She's actually with me right now listening."

"Hi Midoriya! Super sorry about what happened, but don't worry, I promise to make sure nothing like that happens again. Eijiro might get in big trouble for hitting a girl but I won't!"

"You mind if we come and check up on you?" Eijiro asked a little more gently. Izuku was about to say no, to let him know not to worry. It was his own miniscule problem that he had to deal with, no need to-

"Get your butts over here!" Himiko said, her head stretched over from her body and behind Izuku. How did he not notice her listening in?! She was sitting right in front of him.

"Copy that. We'll be over soon."

He hung up before Izuku could protest. Now Izuku was left with his family, and a little girl. This day was exhausting.

Ok, so while I have yet to add all the chapters here for Master Control I am still doing work on "My Iron Giant." Things have been very slow lately due to having to work twelve hours a day six days a week with one day to manage bills, car maintenance, and getting set up for college. We'll probably have two more chapters, maybe three until we get to UA. I'm saving the big fight with Overhaul for later, there's some cool plans involving him and some twists along the way to build up suspension.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more! If you have questions let me know and I will answer them as fast as I can.

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 8

"So…."

"...so…"

Izuku was sitting at the kitchen table, a small white haired girl nibbling on a piece of ham as Eijiro looked bewildered at the scene. Inko had brought out a tray of snacks for the newcomers and for Eri to explore all the wonderful things she missed out on. Mina was sitting beside the redhead, cooing over the adorable little girl and sliding a piece of cheese over to her from her plate. Eri took a glance at the snack, then up to Izuku for a sign of permission. He smiled at her, giving a small nod, and put the cheese closer to her.

The little hand went out to inspect the unknown. Hesitantly she brought it to her mouth, took a bite, and began to hum to herself.

"It's good." She commented in a whisper, then resumed eating her ham alongside the cheese.

"Bro." Eijiro chuckled. "I can't believe how much crap you get into. Sorry I wasn't there to help."

Izuku just waved it off, choosing his words carefully as to not to have Eri think about earlier today. "Don't worry, besides, I think it's best you weren't there. No offense but I don't think playing defense would have worked."

"AWW! She's such a cutie!" Mina squealed, splaying her body over the table to get a better look at the girl. Eri flinched at the sudden move, but a calming pat on her head from Izuku reassured her that the pink girl wouldn't harm her.

The little girl's eyes took in the strange teen, the skin, the eyes, the horns, everything was strange about her. "Why are you pink?"

The sudden question had everyone around pause, only for Mina to smile even more. "It's because I'm an alien!"

Izuku's eyes widened beyond what Eijiro thought possible, but Eri became more confused. "What's an alien?"

"Well." Mina started with a cheeky grin. "Aliens are people from the stars and other planets. I came to earth to eat good food and have lots of fun!"

Eri's eyes seemed to sparkle as Mina continued to have her fun. Eijiro decided to join in, lifting up the little girl's mood the best they could. Izuku though, discreetly brought his left hand to rest on the girl's head as he looked at his omnitrix. If it stored alien DNA, wouldn't it be able to detect it?

'Omnitrix.' He mentally stated. 'Scan for any nearby lifeforms that don't register as human...IN SILENT MODE!'

The hourglass flashed yellow, the dial spinning slowly until it stopped. The screen changed from the yellow hourglass to a simple text.

'No alien life detected.'

Oh good, she was just messing around with Eri. He should have guessed, it wouldn't be smart if someone just went around announcing they were an alien. The planet would probably react to aliens just like they did with quirks, badly. It was a miracle that after a few hundred years of violence that they found a balance. Well, he contributed a huge part of that to All Might.

His watch flashed again, gaining his interest.

'Turn on background scanning for alien lifeforms?'

That sounded handy, if he ever came close to an alien he would know about it. Maybe they would know about the omnitrix? Or what if they needed help that they couldn't ask your everyday human without exposing themselves? Although, he was asked to keep the omnitrix safe. Was it a good idea to let aliens know about it even if it was to help them?

"Izuku!"

"Huh?" He looked up to see Eijiro point to Mina with his thumb, who was pouting at the green haired boy.

"Geez, what's a girl gotta do to get your attention?" She complained, leaning further back into her chair.

"Um, well." Izuku tried to think of a response, but memories of earlier that day came to mind. Eijiro noticed his shift in attitude and tapped Mina's arms with his knuckles.

"Ah, crap, sorry." She apologized, realizing what she had said.

"No, it's ok I just...Don't want to talk about it."

The awkward air eventually became heavy enough to feel on their shoulders. Eijiro glanced back between Mina, and Izuku, unsure of what to do to fix the situation. Luckily he didn't have to as Mina got up and stook out her hand to the boy. "Let's start over, I'm Mina Ashido. I like dancing, hanging out with friends, and I hope to be a hero one day. Oh, and I hate bullies."

It seemed genuine, enough so that Izuku fought through his natural social anxieties and grabbed her hand. "Nice to meet you, I'm Izuku Midoriya. I like quirks, heroes, and I'm looking forward to seeing your debut."

"I guess I need to do this now." Eijiro said getting up from his seat, and putting a fist against his chest. "I'm Eijiro Kirishima, I love anything manly, including heroes, and that's what I'm going to be."

"You're going to be a hero? I can see that." Mina said, finding a kindred spirit in becoming a hero.

"Heck yeah! Izuku is going to help me set up an agency and everything! He's wicked smart, so maybe you can get in on the deal."

"Seriously?" She twirled around to Izuku. "Would that be alright with you?"

"I-I don't mind." He nervously smiled. "As long as you're serious, if you start training with Eijiro now it could already improve your teamwork that plenty of heroes struggle with adding new sidekicks that theyalreadyhaven' 'sfightingstylesandincorporating-"

His muttering continued as he pulled a notebook out of, somewhere, and was already writing down the information he sputtered out. Eri was in awe about how fast Izuku could draw the girl in front of him along with potential hero costumes alongside Eijiro. Mina's mind on the other hand was spinning in trying to keep up with the boy.

She had to sit doOOOWN!

*SMACK*

Everyone stopped to look at Mina, who had fallen to the ground on her rear. "Ouch, what gives?"

Her chair was three feet away from her. Just how did it get over there? Izuku and Eijiro said nothing, only watching her get up and go to grab the chair. Mina's hand reached out, grabbed the top of it, as it grabbed her wrist with a wooden hand.

"...AAAHHH!" She panicked as her brain caught up with what was happening. A chair had grabbed her! IT WAS ALIVE!

"AH!" Eri shouted in equal fear, tucking into Izuku's arms as Mina tried to escape the chair that was trying to eat Mina.

"GUYS HELP ME!" Mina shouted to the boys, who were purposefully ignoring her.

"SNACK TIME!" It said in a garbled voice, the seat opening up into a mouth filled with splinters. The pink girl tried to crawl away, but more wooden arms latched out to pull her in. Deciding Mina had enough she brought her leg back and kicked into the side of it. The wood leg exploded into purple mud.

"That's enough Himiko." Izuku said in a slightly stern voice. The chair stopped its advances, letting Mina go. In a swirl of sludge it transformed into the familiar blonde.

"Boo you, you're no fun." Himiko playfully frowned at Izuku, but noticed the little girl hiding away. "Oh, I'm sorry, did that scare you Eri?"

She didn't respond, causing guilt to build up in Himiko for her little prank.

"Um, who are you?" Mina asked still on the floor.

Himiko pushed her negative thoughts down and put on a smile. "I'm Himiko Midoriya, pro gamer."

Eijiro snorted at that. "Pro Gamer?"

"Hey! I am totally a Pro!"

"You don't even play ranked."

"I don't need to waste away my time with that."

"Please, you spend more time on minecraft than any other game."

"That's because I get a ton of requests for minecraft!"

Watching the scene play out, Mina just sat in confusion until Izuku leaned down to explain. "Himiko streams a bunch of games and takes requests. Eijiro always teases her about how she can never take any game seriously and just messes around. I don't think she's actually finished one game she has."

"I heard that!" Himiko's arm stretched out to pinch Izuku's cheek.

"Ow!"

The blonde came over to Mina, not letting go of her grip on Izuku. "Don't listen to them, I'm good at the games but it's more entertaining for people if I play them like I don't know what I'm doing."

"Oh cool!" Mina jumped up, forgetting about the terrifying prank.

Himiko and Mina became quick friends, adding to the mania that was the Midoriya household. Since Eijiro, Mina, and Himiko were naturally outgoing they spent the afternoon chatting away. Izuku on the other hand, managed to sneak away with the tired girl in his arms. When they reached his bedroom, Izuku opened up the covers of his bed and started to lay Eri down.

He smiled, seeing her eyes try so hard to stay open. She had a belly full of food and a hell of a day between the running, the stress, and now very energetic people hanging around in the living room. Izuku got up to leave her to get some well deserved sleep, but a small hand shot out and grabbed his own.

"Please...don't go." She pleaded.

Not wanting to experience another heartbreak in the same day by upsetting Eri he complied and got in the bed with her. She burrowed back into him, laying her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her.

Yeah, this felt right.

The door clicked, making Eri tiredly shift her attention to it.

"Izuku, your friends are-" Inko stopped, seeing the two under the blankets. She said nothing, only pulling out her phone and taking a photo. "I'll let them know you're busy."

Izuku nodded in embarrassment as his mother left. Gosh why did her watching anything he did feel so weird. Maybe it was a family thing.

In an office miles away, All Might's former sidekick, Sir Nighteye, walked through the front doors into his agency. They had only been open for a few years now, but have quickly proven to be top tier in resolving cases and taking care of organized crimes. Their most recent job was to investigate what remained of the Yakuza.

It wasn't viewed as a large task, given how much influence they lost when quirks entered the world. Yet they somehow still eluded the police and heroes well enough to keep their actions hidden. A new drug entered the scene that enabled criminals to greatly enhance their quirks for a short amount of time. So far, all things pointed back to the Yakuza but only by word, no evidence came back giving them anything to work with.

"Centipeder." Nighteye called out to one of his current employees at the front desk.

"Yes?" The large man turned to face his boss.

"Did anything happen while I was on patrol?"

"Actually yes, we got a call regarding information about one of the Yakuza members. A detective said they ran into a situation and wanted to talk to you more about it."

That was very good information to have, but he didn't get his hopes up. "Very well, did you send me their number?"

"Yes Sir, everything should be in your email."

Hm, so the police came across something regarding the case. Not unusual, but with the massive population of heroes the police didn't often come across something before another agency did. He went straight to his personal office, decorated with just about every piece of All Might memorabilia he had collected over the years.

As soon as he checked the email on his phone, he recognized the number. More so the name attached to it. Wasting no more time he called it.

*ring ring* "Hello, Detective Tsukauchi here."

"Tsukauchi, this is Nighteye. I just got back and heard you wanted to talk to me about a case?"

"Ah, have you read the report?"

"I'm reading it as we speak." His thumb scrolled down the information, absorbing it as the detective was on the line.

"Wait, why did you call before you read it?"

"Because by the time I finished reading the report our introductions will have finished."

"...So does that mean you finished reading it?"

"Almost, but there is one critical thing I noticed that I wanted to address before going further."

"And what's that?"

"The girl, Eri. You left her in the care of a random family?"

"They're not random. I've known them for quite some time now. The Midoriya's are good people."

"I see, are you in frequent contact with them?"

"I'm meeting them once a week now for dinner. But I didn't talk to them as often before. I worked two of the kids' cases and now I'm working another kid's case in their care."

"They sound like trouble."

"Heh, it's not their fault. They just happen to run into it more than others. Mostly the young boy, Izuku Midoriya."

"He was the one to run into Overhaul?"

"Yes, luckily he managed to get away from him with Eri."

Something was off about the story painted here. "What is his quirk?"

"He's quirkless."

The image became less and less clear. Just how did a quirkless boy manage to evade a grown adult? From his own digging he managed to find out the man's quirk in the registry. It was a frightening quirk, and if he really was invested in keeping the girl to himself then it wouldn't have been a problem to deal with the boy. It even states that he WAS planning on using his quirk. So what happened?

"Something on your mind?"

"It doesn't fit, nothing is coming together from this story. Yet your quirk told you-"

"Yep, the kid was telling the truth. Somehow he has managed to luck out again from danger."

Something was different in the man's tone this time. "You think something else is going on?"

"Well, that's the thing. Strange things, unexplainable things are happening around Midoriya from what I can tell."

"Go on."

"After the second incident involving him, I did some digging. When he was around ten years old he was taken to the hospital for severe burns from bullying. Another boy experiencing a rare case of quirked cancer was there as well. There was hardly anything they could do, but somehow they managed to suppress his quirk to the point where he could fight the cancer."

"I haven't heard of any medical technology that advanced, or any procedures similar to that."

"That's just it, they hardly have anything to prove it even existed. Even then they never attempted to do anything like it or publish their findings."

That was odd. "I assume you're going somewhere with this?"

"I wouldn't have brought it up if it wasn't important. I know you like things to the point."

"Go on."

"Right, so checking images on the parent's social media showed he was more than cured. It was like he was never sick. Here's the thing though, right after he became close friends with Izuku, practically inseparable. But he couldn't use his quirk anymore. Both were viewed as quirkless."

"So once the boy showed up in Midoriya's life he was essentially quirkless but healthy?"

"Yes, but it doesn't stop there. Almost a year later Eijiro Kirishima suddenly finds himself able to use his quirk again, but it's vastly different. He became a mutant type instead of a transformation with newfound hardened skin and able to produce red crystals."

"Have you managed to check his quirk factor?"

"No, they couldn't draw blood from how tough his skin became."

"It sounds like a type of awakening. Extremely rare but explainable."

"He's not the only one though. Himiko Toga, a girl on the run came into contact with Izuku. When we arrived she no longer had a quirk, none. It vanished some point between her running away and that day. I tried looking into it but nothing came up."

"And no suppressants were involved this time?"

"None we could find in her blood. It's as if she was born quirkless. Yet it gets weirder, just after visiting them regarding Eri's situation she showed a new type of quirk. Her last one let her take on the form of anyone she has drank the blood of. Now she can shapeshift at will, any part of her body into anything she can imagine. No need for blood."

Both cases sounded like they were two separate quirks, nothing close to the rare cases of a quirk awakening. Usually it gave them a new way to use their power, or just increased the strength of it. This sounded different, as if someone was experimenting with children.

"You don't think he's involved do you?"

"I can't say for sure, but I don't know how else these kids would have brand new quirks after a time of quirklessness."

Nighteye clenched his fist, the thought of that man being alive was infuriating. Especially with how All Might had sacrificed so much to end the villain. "We should let him know."

"I'm not against it, but I don't want to jump the gun. These kids should live normal lives to the best of their ability."

The hero sighed as he dragged his fingers across his face, careful not to knock off his glasses. "Send me everything you have so far, I'll see if there's any other common factors we could look into."

"Thank you, but if we go any further let me interact with them first. They're comfortable with me already and no offense, but you're not the greatest with kids."

"Noted."

"Alright, thanks again for helping me with this. Expect a detailed email later in the evening."

"Thank you for your work, goodbye."

"Bye."

As soon as the call ended Nighteye had to sit down. Yes, they did gain some glimpse at Overhaul because of this, but now there's a completely different story happening. None of it made sense, even if that villain was involved just what was he planning taking the quirks of children and giving them new ones? It was possible that he wasn't involved at all, but nothing else could explain it. There was one factor that was tying itself into everything he was working on though.

Izuku Midoriya.

"Hm."

A small noise pulled Izuku from his dreams. His room was dark save for the All Might night light plugged next to the door. Ah man he fell asleep in his clothes didn't he?

"HmhmhHH"

Eri began to squirm in his arms. A patch on his shirt was slightly wet from her sweat soaking into it. Across her face was a tightened expression as she clung tighter and tighter onto his shirt.

"Eri." He nudged her shoulder, trying to gently wake her from her haunted sleep.

She didn't respond, her breathing started to pick up as her legs started to kick. "No..no.."

He could only imagine the nightmare she might be having. She experienced a lot for someone her age and had plenty of fuel to her fears. "Eri, wake up."

Izuku wasn't sure this was how you were supposed to handle someone experiencing a nightmare, but it hurt to see her so scared from what he couldn't see.

"AAH!" Her sudden scream pierced the quiet of the night. Every limb was thrashing around, smacking against him as he kept hold.

"Eri! Wake up!" He began to panic, holding her tight and lifting her out of bed with him. His efforts felt futile as she continued screaming in fear. Her eyes were shut tight as she continued to resist Izuku unconsciously. Quick thumping approached the door as Inko came bursting in.

"What's wrong?!"

"It's Eri! She won't wake up!"

"Give her here!" Inko demanded. Izuku complied quickly, trusting his mother with children more than himself. She held Eri against her shoulders and bounced her gently around as if she was a new born.

"You're safe, you're safe, it's alright." Inko whispered directly into Eri's ear with no sense of distraught. Eri continued to fight against everything but was beginning to slow down. The fear behind her screams turned to wailing tears as Eri stopped fighting the woman. Izuku stood there amazed as his mother stroked the little girl's hair gently and continued to whisper to her.

Checking his clock, not even two minutes had gone by. Yet they felt like an eternity. Eri's crying rested into small sniffling as Inko comforted her. "There, everything is ok, you're safe."

The little girl said nothing, but her more calm attitude relaxed Izuku immensely. Inko walked over to Izuku's bed and sat down on it with Eri. "Feel better?"

Her small head nodded, then turned to Izuku. Reaching out her arms to the boy he quickly got the message and picked her up himself and sat next to his mother.

Inko smiled and rubbed her hand across her son's back. "She must feel really safe around you."

"Yeah." Izuku agreed by her current actions, but why wasn't he able to help Eri when she began to pani-"Ouch"

Inko had pinched his back, frowning while looking at her son's face. "You were thinking negative things weren't you?"

It was less of a question and more of a statement. Inko rubbed the sore spot she just made and remained with the two. "You used to have nightmares like that. Scary dreams that seemed so real that you couldn't tell when you had woken up."

"When Himiko first lived with us, were hers the same?"

"Yes." Inko sighed. "But she doesn't like to talk about it. Sometimes you just need to remind them where they are, and whatever they were scared of isn't there."

He nodded, filing the information for later. Tomorrow he would have to look into how to care for small mentally scared children. Actually, what was he going to do about school? His stomach felt heavy thinking about the odds of running into...her...again. But Eijiro would be there, and Mina seemed fun. Yet what about Eri?

Glancing at the woman beside him, his doubts about her care dwindled. His mother had done an excellent job at calming her down. She had even raised a quirkless son alone, and then added another one who had a troubled past. Eri was no doubt going to be looked after the most well trained mother in handling distraught children.

"I'll let you to get back to sleep, but maybe read a story or watch something lighthearted so she has something to dream about." Inko got up and left Eri back in Izuku's care. She paused at the doorway, giving a loving smile at the two, and closed the door behind her.

Izuku was now left with the girl, thinking of a thousand ways he could turn Eri's thoughts away from whatever troubled her.

"Will you.." Eri started, getting Izuku's full attention. "Will you stop the bad men from taking me away?"

He wasn't entirely sure what to do, more so how to even stop villains. Around him he took in the smiles of All Might, how they inspired hope, trust, and the promise that things would be alright. Izuku took on a similar smile for Eri as she looked at his face, but he dared not completely copy the number one hero. This was his smile, and he'd do it for her. He'd be a hero for Eri.

"Of course I will." An idea sparked in his mind as he caught his notebooks in the corner of his vision. He adjusted Eri so she was sitting on his lap and facing forward as he laid in his bed. Holding up the omnitrix in front of her it he showed it to her.

"Remember this?" He asked with new found confidence.

Eri gave a small nod. "Yeah." She reached out in her curiosity, fiddling with the dial. It took her somewhere different. Wherever it was it was like Izuku's room, but different.

"It's a special tool to help me be a hero, with it I'll keep you safe." Izuku reached out his own right hand and pressed the side buttons. A hologram sprung to life above the watch surprising Eri. A figure stood with four arms and four eyes. It looked different than any of the men she saw in the tunnels.

"Who is that?" She asked, absorbed by the green light.

"That's a Tetramand, his kind are super strong and are hard to hurt. They're some of the best fighters."

"Teter..Teta.."Eri tried to say the name, but was unused to pronouncing such long words that didn't sound like anything she's heard before.

Izuku chuckled inside at her efforts. Looking at the watch face and the data displayed under the hologram in small text, he noticed there was a tab under his species name.

Codename: Four Arms

Codename? Wait, do all the aliens in here have codenames?! Wow, all that time spent making hero names for them and it turns out the omnitrix already has them. Well, he was planning on calling this guy handyman. Four arms seems a bit more like an observation. Hopefully the others have better names.

"You can call him Four arms Eri." He left her with that, then scrolled to the next alien. It was much smaller and less bulky.

"This is a Sonorosian, they can make super loud noises to knock back villains. Alone he might be small, but he can make a ton of copies of himself and make bigger sounds with his friends. You can call him..Echo Echo. I guess that name makes sense."

Her hand reached out, passing through the floating 3d image. Izuku smiled and showed her more. "All these guys, are heroes in the watch. So when I use it to help you, every single hero in here is helping too. An army of heroes, all wanting to keep you safe Eri."

Eri stayed there, her eyes capturing every alien he scrolled through. Each one had their own quirks, or some had lots of quirks. Izuku was glad he was able to take her mind away from the nightmare, and was happy to learn about the codenames already established to the aliens. They were easier to remember than the species' names. Although he already had a hefty amount memorized and cataloged. Some were pretty stupid, like Eye Guy, but Eri seemed to love them.

Something did catch his attention as he showed them to her. A few in the early playlists had previous codenames as if they were rewritten. Like, Benmummy Benwolf, and Benvicktor. It sounded like an american named thrown with them. This, Ben name, was he a previous holder of the omnitrix?

If only he could meet Professor Paradox again and ask him questions about it.

Oh boy, now Nighteye is investigating. Will this turn out well for him, or not?

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more! With the large amount of reviews on the last chapter I'll only be replying to ones that are asking questions or are pitching ideas.

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 9

Bookshelves stretched down the halls, all filled with bits and pieces of collected knowledge from many centuries. The light from the outside world seeped through the windows, fluorescent bulbs only able to keep the dark corners watched. Each book was neatly placed in where they had to be, organized with a system used for many years. Yet what was the point if there was no one to read them? The library was empty, not a trace of any life with the texts.

No warmth.

No cold.

*patpatpatpat*

But something was disturbing the frozen world.

"Izuku!"

That something was Eri running barefoot in a large All Might t-shirt with pajama bottoms. Her hair had been dyed dark green to match Izuku's. She carried a picture book as she ran to where she knew she would find the boy. Turning around the corner she found him at a table next to a window with several books opened around him. Izuku was writing in one of his many notebooks when he looked to her. He wore one of his more casual All Might styled hoodies

"What is it Eri?"

She hobbled over some of the splayed books on the ground, being careful not to trip or rip any by accident. When she got next to him she showed him the book she had.

"Are these real?" Eri asked innocently.

The cover of the book displayed a whale. When she opened it more and more pictures of carrying sea life were shown.

"You told me that some books were real and others were made up, but these look really real." Without warning she hopped up into his lap, jolting Izuku at the impact. As he was busy recoiling she adjusted to sit in his lap and plop her book right on top of his work. She flipped the pages until one settled on the image of a beach.

"Like this! If there's really that much water, then why does Mom talk about how much it costs when you take long showers?"

Izuku chuckled, finding the wind in his lungs again. "That's a good question Eri. There is a lot of water on the Earth, but only a small part of it has water we can use to clean ourselves and drink." He ran his hand through her hair, stopping at the horn that was connected to her forehead. It had grown much larger over the last year, but everytime they asked about her quirk she would shut down. Hopefully this was supposed to happen, but more likely it was a stockpiling quirk or something that needed to be shaved down as it grew like hooves.

"Ok." Eri nodded in understanding, but flipped to another page featuring colorful creatures swimming in the ocean. "But what about these? Are these real?"

Izuku nodded. "Yes, they're called fish."

*gasp* "We ate them?!"

"Well, not these ones. There's certain fish we eat, just like cows or other animals."

"And pigs!" Eri smiled at him.

"Yep, we eat a lot of pigs." Izuku laughed along with Eri's antics. She had grown more and more open with him over the years. It helped when he took her to places like this, where she knew there was no one else but her and him. It felt strange talking so openly and loudly in a library, but when you have full access to Japan's largest library in the omnitrix it was hard not to take advantage of. He could even reset things to go back to before he arrived, never having to clean up his messes.

Ok, maybe he was developing bad habits for the library. Guess he should avoid real ones.

"Can we see the fsh?" Eri asked pointing to another photo of one.

"Fish, they're called fish." Izuku corrected lovingly.

Eri blinked, turned to the book, then back at him and gave him a wide grin. "Fsh!"

"I swear you're doing it on purpose." Izuku picked her up as he got up, making her giggle as he squished her sides a little. Setting her down he grabbed the notes he was taking. This time he decided to look over all the management revolving around hero agencies. From what he learned a lot of it stemmed from good publicity right away and getting recognized by pro heroes. It would lead to sponsors, internships, and many other opportunities to get a respected name next to the starting hero.

Then with the reputation, they would be able to get loans to get their own building and quickly hire along sidekicks. Most of the sidekicks would be either previous co workers or hero course classmates. Sometimes they would send immediate internship or work study offers to other highschoolers to help with busy work. Yet it wasn't a preferable option because of how little they could actually help out.

There was also trying to put forth a formal agency form to the hero commission who regulated who was stationed where. If they demonstrated in times past that they were capable of handling villains it would be a straight shot to wherever you wanted really as long as you didn't interfere with another more known hero's routes. That didn't matter if you were an underground hero but that was a whole different process. Eijiro and Mina were too loud and outgoing to ever be considered for underground work so he skimmed those areas.

His main concern with helping Eijiro and Mina start up an agency would be the competition with their generation. Quirks were growing stronger and more versatile over the ages and Japan had the world's most competitive hero market. When they got into school, Izuku would have to gauge just how likely other hero course students would make it into the field. If a good amount were going to, then they'd have to find other avenues to support their jobs. A big way would be merchandise, interviews to get more known, some heroes even had their own shows or movies to get money or reputation. If they were popular enough or known enough, people demanded to see more of them, which the hero commission would then either give them the option to do more tv time, or better hero routes to do big flashy fights on live tv.

Wow, it felt like the hero world was more entertainment than anything.

"Izuku!" Eri's pouting voice interrupted him. Crap he'd accidentally slipped back into his notes.

"Sorry, got a little sidetracked." Izuku grabbed his notes and stuck his pencil into his pocket. Holding out his hand Eri grabbed it easily. She was getting big fast standing a head smaller than himself. Was this how Mom felt? Of course he wasn't exactly the tallest boy in his class.

"Omnitrix." It beeped in response. "Take us to save point 37."

"Confirmed." The american accented voice spoke back. Izuku discovered he could change it to something else but he was used to it already.

With a brief flash of green around them, their newlandscape was of a large forest with plenty of pines and aspens all around them. The ground was covered in dirt and old decayed leaves with the occasional shrub. In front of them was a clearing right beside a small lake that could be argued it was a large pond. The sunlight was barely skimming the top of the trees, but with a quick press of a button and rotating the dial Izuku changed the time to be just about noon.

Eri had already ran forward, her feet squishing into the moist mud as she splashed in the water. Izuku would have warned her to be careful, but luckily there were plenty of safeguards for physically being in the omnitrix. For one, they didn't need to breathe, or eat. Just suspended in a state that allowed them to exist within the omnitrix. Another thing was they couldn't be hurt, or changed in any way. Even as he watched Eri search the water for the fish knee deep in the water didn't cling to her or soak into her clothes.

It was always safe in here, which he was thankful for.

"I can't find any fsh!" Eri called out, waist deep in the water.

Izuku searched the still water with his eyes. If everything was suspended in the omnitrix the fish shouldn't move unless they touched them. "Omnitrix?"

*beep*

"Are there any forms of life stored in the planetary walk around?"

"Two life forms detected."

Well, that answered that. "Eri!" He called out with his hands cupped. "Sorry! But I guess there aren't any fish in the omnitrix! We'll have to find them outside!"

"Ok!" She trudged back, no mud or wet clothes on her. That was probably the best feature that avoided them being yelled at by Mom. If she found out he touched magma to know what the texture felt like she would have flipped out.

"Ready." Eri announced grabbing his hand. Izuku nodded, then they were engulfed in another flash of green.

"Sooo, they're in there right now?" Eijiro asked sitting on Izuku's bed, Himiko off to the side on the computer catching up on her homeschooling. She had procrastinated a bunch, gaming and streaming to the point it was all she ever did when she was awake. Inko got an email with her current report card and grounded her from all video games until she got caught up in class.

"Yep." She simply replied, her mind numbed from the stupid tests she had to do.

Eijiro was looking at the mysterious watch that sat on his best friend's desk. He was always curious about it, hell it was probably one of the biggest secrets of the world. It hurt to think that Izuku didn't like to talk about it, but he would respect it. Though he seemed to let Eri know so much despite her being the youngest and them only knowing her for a year. He had known Izuku for most his life, but he only revealed a fraction of what he did with it. The only thing he knew about it was

1. Izuku could delete quirks and diseases revolved around it.

2. Izuku could grant new quirks but never called them quirks.

3. He could teleport.

4. There was apparently some inner storage space he could access, and he found that out from talking to Himiko.

Lastly, there was something revolving around the made up heroes he had and the watch. Izuku had so much detail about each one, and compared him to one of the crystal ones frequently and as a reference for his power. When they got into middle school he started to close off anything revolving around those super guys and keeping it to himself. He thought he'd be fine with it, that Izuku could keep his own secrets and it would be cool.

Then Izuku asked him and his family to not tell Mina about the "omnitrix" he called it. Inko was very supportive about the idea, wanting no one to know more than was needed or else it might bring unwanted attention.

"Hey." Eijiro said openly.

"What?" Himiko replied not looking away from the screen.

"What do you think about Izuku not telling us much about his watch?"

She shrugged. "Don't really care. If he wants to tell us more he will."

"He could take away your powers though."

Himiko rolled her head and gave him an annoyed look. "Izuku? You think Izuku would make us quirkless again?"

His heart clenched at that. "You're right, he wouldn't do anything like that."

"Then there's nothing to worry about." She rolled herself back to her assignments, stretching her lips to grab a small container of jello and slurping the contents within a second.

"Your Mom seems pretty worried." He grumbled.

"That's just how Mom is. I think she's got a lot of good reasons though."

"Like what?"

"Like when word gets out about someone who can delete quirks and give new ones that are arguably more powerful than the previous ones? Two things would happen." She held up her hand, stretching her fingers into little figures of himself, her, and Izuku. A cage formed around them all.

"We either all get locked up by either villains or the government and experimented upon as they contain the potential threat." Her lips stretched out to a nearby soda with a straw and took a sip of the contents.

The clay cage around the figures dispersed as lots of people with cameras were formed. "Or two, we're watched by the world and our private lives are gone forever, people begging for us to be sealed away or forced to give away the secrets to controlling quirks."

Both options, didn't sound very good. "Then why does Izuku let Eri in the watch? How come he's trusting the youngest of us with the biggest secrets?"

Himiko groaned, slinking her head back until it touched the floor. It then turned around to look at Eijiro. "When has Izuku used his fancy watch?"

"When someone tried to hurt him really bad?" Eijiro answered, but the look on Himiko's face said it wasn't the right one.

"Well, yes, but there's a bigger reason."

He raised one of his crystal eyebrows waiting for elaboration.

"He used it to help us, and Eri. You think she'd be fine the day after he rescued her from a villain?" Himiko pulled her head back up and squashed it in place.

Eijiro nodded, yeah, Izuku had helped out a lot with his watch. "But it's been a year! From what you've told me he's practically gone in there everyday with her. Remember when Mamadoriya called us during school asking where Eri was? Izuku had her in his watch while we were at school!"

"Took me about a year to ask for my quirk." Himiko then showed off her powers again, making her fist into his head and speaking through it.

"Hi, I'm Eijiro, but you can call me Eijibro. I'm super jealous of a traumatized little girl who's taken my best friend's attention even though we go to school everyday, work out mornings and afternoons, and visit one another almost every weekend."

"It's not that and you know it." Eijiro sighed flopping backwards onto his buddy's bed.

"Oh really?"

"It's keeping secrets! I'm not good at them and if someone's keeping something from me I feel like they don't trust me."

"Well can't help you there." Himiko then resumed ignoring his existence and typed away.

Eijiro somehow knew talking to her about it wasn't going to get anywhere. So he pulled out his phone to type to the one person who always wanted to chat.

CrimsonRiot: Hey Mina! What's up?

AlienQueen: Bored.

AlienQueen: Super bored

AlienQueen: Need Eri's squishy cheeks to pinch.

CrimsonRiot: Have you asked Himiko if she'd turn into Eri for you?

Alienqueen: Tried it

AlienQueen: Wasn't the same

AlienQueen: hby?

CrimsonRiot: Same, came by Izuku's place to hang out but the whole fam is busy.

AlienQueen: Get your cheeks over here and I'll squish em

CrimsonRiot: My cheeks are as hard as diamonds, there won't be any squishing.

AlienQueen: Does that include your butt?

CrimsonRiot: Haha

CrimsonRiot: Not letting you touch the butt

AlienQueen: Not yet :3

*SKREEE*

Eijiro closed his eyes to prevent being blinded. When he opened them Izuku stood there in his All Might hoodie with a matching Eri in his t-shirt.

"Eijiro?"

"Yo."

"When did you get here?"

Eijiro picked himself up and gave his buddy a smirk. "I live here now."

Eri seemed to beam at that. "Really?!"

"Yep!" The red chandelier got to his feet and ruffled her hair, getting a giggle from her.

Izuku stood there a little dumbfounded, so Eijiro placed a hand on the guy's shoulder. "Hey, I was just messing with you."

"Awww." Eri whined before investigating her sister's work.

Both boys laughed, seeing Eri already demanding Himiko to transform into various fishy things.

"Hey Eri, be sure to put on some outside clothes ok?"

"Ok." She then went to her drawers in Izuku's room and pulled out her own clothes. When they went shopping for Eri all she wanted were clothes like Izuku's. So at least half of them sported some type of All Might theme with a few other heroes thrown in. There were a couple other clothes that Inko and Himiko picked out for her, like some cat themed shirts with skirts but she hardly ever wore them.

"Going somewhere?" Eijiro asked curious. It wasn't often Izuku took Eri outside, given circumstances. The frequently dyed hair and emerald contacts she had available to her did help. Only someone who got up close could tell it was her, and they had to be looking for a while beyond what anyone would be comfortable with.

"Yeah, we're going to head to the aquarium so Eri can see the fish."

"Fsh!" She shouted as she was putting on some pants. Since Eijiro was practically family, it never bothered anyone if she changed in front of them.

Izuku chuckled. "Yeah, we're going to see lots of fsh. You wanna come see some fsh with us?" He asked his bro.

Eijiro smiled at that. "Of course bro! It's been a while since we've been there. You ok if I invite Mina?"

"Sure, hey Himiko?"

"Grounded."

"Ah, right. Anything from the gift shop you want?"

Himiko turned around and grinned at him. "Gummy fsh."

"Fsh!" Eri cheered, now wearing one of Izuku's old All Might hoodies. Her horn managed to fit inside one of the fake tufts of hair so it was a good way to hide it in plain sight.

"FSH!" Eijiro joined in flexing his rock hard muscles. Izuku copied his pose, but he was clearly not as built as his friend was.

"FSH!" All of them shouted together.

"Shut the hell up!" A distant muffled voice shouted. Himiko shot out of her seat, opened the window, and shouted back at the neighbor.

"MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS YOU OLD FART!"

"Himiko!" Izuku grabbed his sister and pulled her back in.

"Sorry Mr. Torino!"

The smaller grey bearded man waved his cane at them from his window. "If I have to listen to one more stupidly pronounced word yelling from over there while I'm trying to take a nap I'm gonna smack your asses until they're redder than a-!"

Eijiro shut the window, the yellings of the older man muffled away as all four of them were left in an awkward moment. "Well that happened."

"Come on Eri, time to put your contacts in."

"Heeeeey guuuys!" Mina waved over to the three approaching figures. Eri was enjoying her perch on Izuku's shoulders patting his head like a drum. Luckily Eijiro's constant nagging about working out on the daily has made tasks like this hardly tax the boy. The red head immediately jogged up to Mina to greet the girl.

"My man!" He said slapping his hand into hers.

"My girl!" She replied.

Izuku wasn't really sure when the ritual started, but it was too late to stop it.

Eri seemed just as confused, if not more. "Wait, I thought Eijiro was a boy."

"He is." Izuku could only hope he was right, not like he ever saw the boy naked or anything. But it's not like he could question the lad's testosterone levels that exceeded every other male in a one mile radius.

"Hey Izuku! Hey Eri!" Mina walked over, reaching out to grab herself a piece of sweet Eri cheek. The girl leaned back the farther that Mina reached out, Izuku struggling to balance the squirming.

"No!" Eri yelled, slapping the hand away.

"Come on! Just a little squish!"

"No!"

"Gimme them cheeks!"

"No!"

Izuku grabbed Mina's hand, ending the mini battle. "Please stop, my spine can only twist in so many ways."

"Fiiine." She sighed, but then grinned mischievously. "I'll have to settle for yours then!"

"EEP!" Izuku's whole body tensed feeling Mina's hand firmly grasp his cheek, and not the one on his face.

"Leave the cheeks alone!" Eri leaned down to swat Mina's head, fingers accidentally tracing over her horns.

Mina quivered as her horns twitched. "Eriii! You know how sensitive horns are!"

Eri's grumpy face showed the girl was willing to show no mercy to those who assault her brother.

"Come on, let's just go see the fish." Izuku spoke, earning a small smack from Eri.

"Fsh!" She corrected.

"Fsh!" Eijiro joined.

"Fsh!" Mina threw her fist in the air, not really sure what was going on but loving the energy.

"Fsh!" Eri's emotions turned a full one eighty as everyone joined her warcry.

"Fsh! Fsh! Fsh!" They all chanted as they went into the aquarium.

"Wooooooo" Eri watched the stingrays swimming over their heads. She lifted her hand to touch them but was halted by the glass.

Izuku smiled, seeing her enjoy another piece of the world for the first time.

"Hey." Mina patted his shoulder. He glanced over to her, curious to her sudden gentle tone that wasn't playful.

"Anyone ever tell you you'd make a good dad?"

"No." And he ended it right there, simple, sweet, to the point. "Sorry, I know that sounded a lot meaner than I wanted it too."

"It's..fine" She recoiled a little at his bluntness, but matched his seriousness. "I just wanted to know how you're holding up, I know it was a crazy day when we met and all that and you never talked about her..You think you're ready to move on?"

Izuku nodded, smiling up at Eri. "I moved on a long time ago."

"Yeah, no more meanies!" Eri nodded, hearing of the girl that used her brother from Himiko plenty of times.

A slight twitch of a frown came around Mina's face. "That's not what I meant." She whispered.

"Hey guys! Check out this shark!" Eijiro pointed to the great white swimming in a large tank. Eri leaned Izuku's head forward to get him to move closer to the tank. Mina followed, putting the thought of what happened away and focused on having fun.

Though a certain redhead dragged her back into it. "Pst, Mina?"

"..Yeah?"

"Did you talk to Izuku about, ya know?"

"He's..I don't think he's open to it. Not now at least." She gave a sad smirk to the boy.

"At this rate he'll never be." Eijiro sighed. It was bugging him how Izuku kept closing himself off more and more.

About the watch.

About his feelings.

About almost everything.

The only things he could keep the boy talking about were heroes and their future in the career, but even that was touchy if he approached the ones in his special notebooks. At this rate it felt like the friendship was becoming really one sided.

"Well, we're still in middle school." Mina said perking up again. "I bet things will change when we all get into UA. Don't you worry that rocky head of yours." She patted the red crystals atop the teen's head.

"Yeah." Eijiro smiled. "We're still going to be heroes together?" He held up his fist.

"Ha, totally." She bumped the held up fist.

"Yyyyaaawwwn." Eri attempted to stifle her yawn. Yet the three hours of tugging Izuku along to everything that caught her eye drained her batteries. Her head started to bob, her arms clutching the stuffed salmon in her arms.

Mina stealthily went to pinch those adorable cheeks. An exhausted possessed arm slapped it away, guarding her face. "No, touchy."

The pink girl kept her mouth closed as she giggled away. Eijiro snapping photos he knows Himiko would bother them about. "You got the gummy fsh?"

Izuku nodded, reaching into his pocket to grab said chewy delectables. Something else brushed his fingers in his hoodie. Taking it out revealed a letter.

"What's that?" Mina said instantly interested. Eijiro also not discreetly looking over his shoulder.

"I don't know, it must have been there all day." Izuku turned the envelope over, eyes widening when he saw what was written.

To Izuku

From Professor Paradox

"What's it say?" Mina bugged him, shaking his arm.

"You can't read it?" Izuku thought the handwriting was a little off, but it was definitely eligible.

"Hey, I was putting off my English courses until high school."

English? He examined the letter again. It looked Japanese, or that's what his brain kept telling him. Izuku glanced at his watch, wondering if it was translating it directly in his head. That was cool.

"Izuku, what is it?" Eijiro asked with a concerned voice.

Izuku looked back to the letter, if the Professor was reaching out, this was a huge priority. "Sorry, I've got to get home, sooner rather than later."

From the look that Izuku gave his watch, the message was clear to him. Izuku quickly left the two, power walking to the nearest alleyway.

"Wait." Mina said confused. "Isn't his house the other way?"

*SKREEEE*

Izuku teleported into his bedroom, about to set Eri down but spotted Ragdoll sitting on his computer looking at him in shock. She slowly grabbed the headset, setting it down on the desk.

"Don't tell Mom."

Izuku just nodded, letting his sister transform back to her usual self and step away from the computer.

"I'll just..let Eri take her nap." She exited, leaving Izuku alone with his little sister.

Laying Eri back into their bed he put the covers over her. She hugged her salmon closer to her, enjoying the plushy fsh. Izuku patted her head, earning a sleepy grin from her.

Now to see what this letter was about.

Sitting back down at his desk he opened up the envelope and took the letter out.

Dear Izuku

Hello young one! I decided to check your timeline for any potential anomalies that might interfere with the cosmic currents. Not that the details will be explained, but it is something to address at some point.

Izuku wondered if any time travelers made sense.

Anyways, I ran into a lovely young lady that had plenty of good things to say about you. She informed me of a particular time that I should reach out and get you started in avoiding a potential disaster.

DISASTER?!

By this time you would have come to accept a new member of your family. Her quirk, as you've probably guessed, is a stockpiling one. If left unused for too long, the consequences could be devastating. Normally I wouldn't interfere in things like this, but the state of the omnitrix and anything regarding time are within my domain.

"Time? This was a time problem?!"

Yes, a time problem!

Is he listening right now?!

No I wasn't listening. But she was, or is.

His head snapped around to see what he was talking about. Right behind him was Eri, sitting up, not asleep.

He pulled the letter from behind him and read it with Eri in front of him.

Don't be too alarmed, otherwise she will be. As you've noticed her horn has been growing to a very noticeable point. It's the focus point of her quirk. Now is the time to begin helping her in training it. There's a list of steps to experiment with including things to look out for.

Have fun!

-Professor Paradox

P.s. Eri loves you very much, and you've been a wonderful influence on her life.

That last part was written in different handwriting, and didn't feel the same as reading the other parts of the letter.

"Omnitrix"

*beep*

"Is any kind of translator function active?"

"Affirmative, universal translator is active."

"Disable for fifteen seconds."

"Confirmed."

The English lettering became obvious, and much harder to read. Yes he took a course in middle school, and he watched plenty of All Might clips in America. For some reason though the last part was written in Japanese, good Japanese.

"Izuku?" Eri rubbed her horn, stirring Izuku's gut as he noticed it.

"Eri."

"Hm?" She stopped rubbing her tingling horn to listen.

"I love you." He said in the most gentle way he could.

She smiled right back at him. "I love you too."

One more chapter, and then UA here we come!

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 10

"Behold!"

Mina slapped her phone in front of Izuku and Eijiro on the lunch table. Both curiously looked down at the screen. Displayed was some sort of article about UA. Eijiro quirked an eyebrow, turning to Izuku for an answer.

Not even he could decipher what got the pinkette so excited.

"What am I looking at?" Eijiro finally gave in to ask.

Mina gasped, a hand over her chest as she tried to process what she was hearing.

"How could you guys not know!"

Both boys blinked. "Know what?" Izuku asked.

"Seriously?!" She slammed her hands down and leaned closer to get into Izuku's face, her horns poking against his forehead. He might have been embarrassed if it wasn't for how intense she was right now. "I thought you would be on top of our teachers!"

"What?!" Izuku grabbed the phone with lightning speed, searching for something, anything that might reveal what he missed. Over the years his fanboyism has grown with the knowledge he had been collecting for his future in helping run an agency. It opened a new path of understanding how little decisions in policy or laws could greatly change the way heroes do their work. His finger stopped, a statement from the school itself regarding its staff.

They were opening up positions for teachers.

This information wouldn't have excited very many, but these were students trying to get into UA. Izuku had suggested they could categorize which heroes they would have expected to be working with and what they could be learning from them. So far they had a roster of twenty heroes they've identified to be working at the school. Eijiro had dug deep and made labels to identify fight styles and combos to each one and what people liked to see, while Mina had been finding out which parts of their character and costumes had done to boost their popularity. Izuku was more well rounded, keeping an eye on just about everything and throwing it all in his notebooks.

"Woah, do you think they're thinking about firing anybody?" Eijiro asked pulling out his own phone to use to find the available info.

"All I can get from this is how they are hiring more." Izuku said still borrowing Mina's phone. "Mina, have any of the heroes working there done anything to hurt their image?"

She shook her head. "No! I thought maybe Midnight pulled something with one of the students but nothing new. You think it's because they might be prepping for some stronger quirks?"

"It's possible." Izuku mumbled. "We'll have to watch out for any heroes doing their work closer to the school. It would give us an idea about who might be trying to apply."

"Ah man this is exciting!" Eijiro threw his arms up, smacking the table with a loud crack. "I hope they get some guys who have some good durability. So far they don't have any real tanks."

"Power Loader could be considered a tank." Izuku offered, but his bro shook his head.

"Nah, even with his suit he can't really take a hit. He hardly ever actually goes face to face with a villain."

"Yeah." Mina added. "Plus he's diverted a ton of his efforts towards helping other rescue groups. There's a rumor that the reason he's spending more time with the Pussy Cats is because he's dating Pixie Bob."

"Wow." Izuku blinked. "They would probably work really well together."

"Exactly!" Mina grabbed her phone back from Izuku. "A lot of people want it to happen, but it works better as a rumor. Their themes don't mesh well."

"So, we still down for watching the sports festival this Friday?" Eijiro asked.

"Yeah we are!" Mina shouted.

Their excitement was starting to earn more whispers and looks from a few other students in the cafeteria. Izuku couldn't help but notice that over time they had started giving his friends the same looks that they gave him. Eijiro had been great at handling anyone who would try to bully them while Mina would shut down any rumors that flew from the girl's mouths. Izuku...was just Izuku.

Not like he could threaten to take their quirks away or anything to make them like him. That would be rude.

"Oh!" He remembered. "By the way, Mr. Tsukauchi is probably going to join us. Is that alright?"

"You mean your private detective?" Eijiro joked.

"I don't mind." Mina shrugged. "He's already at your place every week."

"Great!" Izuku nodded. "In that case I'll let him know." Without a moment to lose he got his phone out to text the family friend.

AllMight: Hey! My friends don't mind you coming over to watch the festival.

MagnifyingGlass: Are you sure? This old man won't cramp on your style right?

AllMight: It's fine.

MagnifyingGlass: Thank you Izuku, in that case I'd be happy to come.

Naomasa Tsukauchi smiled at his phone, putting it away as he felt the odd look of the old man next to him.

"Was it the kid?" The short man asked, dragging his fingers through his short beard.

"Yeah, it was." The detective nodded, sitting down on the couch.

"You're getting pretty close to the case." Torino looked out his window, seeing a certain green haired girl with a glowing horn holding an old apple in her backyard. The apple was shimmering with the same light, the rot turning a bright red. She cut off the light of her horn, smiling and taking a bite of the refreshing fruit.

"It wasn't supposed to be a case to begin with Sorahiko." Naomasa sighed. "I just happened to notice something with a family I was getting to know."

"A family you got to know through multiple cases, and then got close when they were wrapping up. Only then did you spot another thing that caught your eye." Torino started. "I'm not saying it's a bad thing, getting friendly with them that is."

The older man sat on the couch next to the detective, relaxing into the cushions and patting the arm rest. "I'm not going to complain. Night Eye even got me this lovely house to retire in as long as I kept an eye out for any hint of All for One."

All for One, the biggest one man threat either could think of. There had been plenty of people with military power, influence, or something else that they used to do horrible things. The difference between them and All for One is that a bullet could kill those men, not the villain. It took generations to cultivate one quirk to equal the man's power and put him down. Maybe they were being skeptical. Quirks were strange and did unpredictable things at times.

Yet the thought of All for One using the Midoriya family for his own purposes compelled Naomasa to make sure everything was alright.

"Have you noticed anything odd?" Naomasa asked.

"Well they are an odd bunch" Torino huffed, but then put a finger on his chin. "There is one thing I don't get though, no matter how many times I see it I can't wrap my head around it."

The old man felt his shoulder grabbed, a distressed Naomasa looking like he was about to fight someone. "What?! What is it?! Has a sketchy figure been coming by the house lately? Talking with them about odd subjects? Has Inko noticed or done anything?"

Torino became serious, grabbing the man's wrist and putting his arm down. "Yeah, there has been someone like that talking to Inko. But I don't think she realizes what's happening."

Naomasa got up, pacing to vent the energy he would want to use to punch whoever was causing her trouble. "I can get a squad to intercept the man and take him in for questioning. I've earned a good enough reputation that they wouldn't bother to question it. There I can interrogate him personally."

"You're going to interrogate yourself?"

"...huh?"

Torino started laughing, amused by the younger man's confusion. "Don't tell me you thought I wouldn't notice!"

"Notice what?"

The old man stopped his laughing, becoming more curious than humorous. "For a fella with a lie detecting quirk you sure suck at it yourself."

Naomasa scrambled for some excuse to change the subject, he didn't want to think about that. He was already incredibly close to the case but getting any closer was stupid.

"Oi." Gran Torino said grumpily to get his attention, but he softened his hard attitude for once. "You still have your shot at a life that isn't focused entirely on work. Don't become some washed up man who never bothered to slow down and enjoy the simple life with someone. Otherwise when you retire from work there's nothing else to look forward to."

The detective simply nodded, taking the advice to think about for later. "I should probably get going now."

"Sure sure. Just remember what I told you."

The Detective decided to leave the old man to ramble to himself. The advice he gave, it made sense to some degree. Yet no one could settle down when there was a monster out there who would use everyone in your life against you. He couldn't rest easy yet, not until they were safe.

"COME ON ONE MORE REP!"

"GrraaaAAAH!" Izuku set the weights down on the bar. His arms going slack and hanging by his sides, only shaking for the rapid beating of his heart.

"Good job man!" Eijiro grabbed Izuku by the back of his sweaty shirt and lifted him up easily. "You're going to be swole by the time we hit highschool."

Izuku was plopped down to stand on his own two feet in the gym. He was wearing one of his worn out All Might brand workout shirts patterned after one of his costumes. Eijiro had decided to be one of the guys who did his workouts shirtless, and if someone complained he just threw on a black tank top.

"I'm not trying to get swole though."

"Swole is the goal my guy." Eijiro poked his finger at Izuku's core, the boy wincing from contact. Today was their maxing day and they were doing everything.

"Izubro, you haven't been following the diet have you?"

"I'm eating healthy, I just eat some other things alongside what I need."

"Bro!" Eijiro squished Izuku's arm. "If you want your muscles to be cut you gotta cut the sweets out!"

"If Eri wants me to have a bite or two of whatever she's eating I'm not stopping her."

"You really can't say no to her can you."

"Can you?"

"..Alright, you make a fair point. But no one's going to see your abs if you have that layer of fat over them."

"I don't want people to see me shirtless. Look, I get why you're following the hero program to a T. It helps get your body in shape and make it look good for heroics, but I'm not going into that. I like being healthy, but it's not my goal to have my muscles look good, just be good for when I need them."

Eijiro grumbled, his bro obviously having good points. It was still disappointing that Izuku didn't share his goal to be the swolest guys around, but it's not like his diet could be perfect either. It took a long time when he got his new crystal powers to figure out what he should consider healthy for him to eat. Turns out, his body used up more minerals than your average joe, including silicon in specific forms. So instead of sugary snacks, he would take a bite out of some crystal quartz. Nothing in his diet so far he could visibly see change his level of cut, he being made of literal rock now so there was no layer of fat to burn. There might be certain layers to him, but he wasn't sure how it worked. His plan was just to be as healthy as he could be and make his muscles look the best, and he couldn't force his lifestyle on Izuku.

"Ok, I won't push it any farther." Eijiro gave in. "I'm gonna go max some squats."

The green haired boy just nodded, heading to one of the vending machines to get a sport's drink. Yeah, he would go for the All Might brand, but it tasted funky to him. Instead he went for Miruko's after workout. He wasn't sure exactly what was in it, only that it was what the heroine herself came up with for her own routine. When companies tried to substitute parts of it or add in some sweeteners she kicked their asses. Literally, once they pitched the idea she kicked their ass right there yelling at them. The footage somehow got leaked and spread like wildfire.

Taking a chug of the cold beverage he felt life return to him. Even if it didn't taste the best his body felt brand new after. He took a glance at Eijiro, who was using one of the quirk made machines and squating with a huge bar on his shoulders. On each side were a couple five hundred pound weights. He must be lifting at least a metric ton with no spotter. A while back he got yelled at about safety and stuff but when Eijiro demonstrated how tough he was by slamming a plate on his face it got them to believe the boy.

Yeah, he was going to be a super awesome hero.

"I'm sorry but I don't get what you're trying to say."

Izuku turned to look at the desk towards the front. There was an annoyed employee there speaking to a girl with long blond hair, large blue eyes, two tall horns on the side of her head, and unique looking shoes. Her attire was a simple button up yellow flannel and tight jeans with a large duffel bag on her back. A mutation quirk of some kind giving her slight features of an oxen? It was hard to tell from how slight the quirk affected her appearance. Just enough to know she had a mutation and wait, was it also because she seemed American? He would have to get closer to double check if it was because of a quirk or from lineage.

Maybe his first step was to stop staring. Good plan.

"Please! I just need directions to the train station. Train, station."

Accent was American, cool, that narrows it down as he pretends to be reading the nutritional value of his drink.

"I-don't-speak-hamburger!"

Wow, that sounded pretty rude. She just needed directions to the train station. Izuku wished he could help but he didn't speak English.

*Smack*

Izuku rubbed the sore spot of his cheek that he just slapped for being an idiot. Ignoring the odd stare of a couple powerlifters who just saw him abuse himself he approached the counter.

"Excuse me?" He asked, gaining the attention of both girl and guy.

"I think I can help." Izuku put on his best smile, feeling the corners of his mouth start to twitch and wobble. He was bad at smiling on command, unless it was an All Might impression.

The girl's eyes sparkled, grabbing his hands and giving him a wide grin. "You speak English?! Oh thank All Might. I thought that I wouldn't have a problem with the language barrier moving here since English is taught as a class, but I haven't met anyone who actually knows more than hello!"

Oh boy she was close. Luckily she granted him his personal space soon and let go of his hands.

"Yeah." Izuku started. "Not many people know how to actually speak it. It's more common to find people who read and write it though."

"Ahem." The man beckoned their attention with a not so discrete cough. "She doesn't speak Japanese dude."

"What did he say?" This mystery girl asked.

"He said that you don't speak Japanese." Izuku replied, but already was noticing a problem with talking to her in front of other people. "Hey, do you know which train station you need to go to? I just finished here so I can help."

"You would?! Oh thank you!" She bowed deeply.

Izuku didn't know just how grateful she was for this and just chalked it up to her not knowing the ins and outs of social cues here. "It's no problem. I just need to let my friend know I'm heading out early."

With a quick text to Eijiro, he escorted the girl back outside the gym to figure out where she needed to go.

"So." Izuku started the conversation. "I'm Izuku Midoriya, what's your name?"

"Oh, I'm Pony Tsunotori. Nice to meet you Izuku!"

Izuku nearly tripped over himself. Did she just-?!

"Aw crap." Pony cringed. "Sorry, I forget that you call each other by your last names here. I hope I didn't offend you."

No, nononono her larger eyes gave her the advantage already. They looked sad, like a hurt puppy's.

"I-it's alright. You can call me Izuku if it's easier for you."

She brightened up, grabbing his hand to shake. "That's really nice of you! In that case you can call me Pony."

Was her name a synopsis of her quirk? She did have some equine features that-No! Stop it Izuku, she needs help not an examination!

"Alright. So what station do you need to get to?"

"Ah! Right. My dad sent me an email before I got here with his address on it." She dug out her phone from her pocket opening the email. "But, my phone's data didn't switch over to the new plan yet. I don't want to charge my Mom a ton of money by using international data so I was hoping that someone would be able to know which station I should use."

"Let me see?" Izuku offered out his hand, which Pony put her phone in. The street that the address was listed under looked familiar. It might be pretty close to where they were at. Doing the easiest thing that came to mind he pulled out his own phone and put the directions in.

Ok, she was actually within walking distance of his house.

"Good news. I know how to get there." Izuku announced, earning a huzzah from Pony.

"Awesome! Thank you so much for your help Izuku!"

"You're welcome. Here's your..phone...back." His eyes were locked on the little dangling man from her phone.

"Is this an exclusive All Might American convention key chain?!" His words came out louder than he anticipated, so he slammed his jaw shut before he could make a fool of himself.

Pony just beamed right back. "It is! I can't believe you noticed that! I managed to get it when he was in America again visiting New York City. I'm a huge fan!"

Well, everyone was a fan of All Might. It should have been expected. Although everyone else seemed to get creeped out by his level of enthusiasm when it came to the number one hero. Pony seemed to just be more excited. They chatted back and forth as they walked, supplying their bit of knowledge on the hero and gushing over his heroic spirit. Turns out Pony was a very big fan who collected some merchandise herself. When Izuku accidentally let it slip that he had the first edition of his poster in his room Pony practically begged to see it at some point.

Their conversation was cut short when Izuku got a text.

ChibiMight: Apples

ChibiMight: I need more apples

ChibiMight: For training

ChibiMight: Please get more

ChibiMight: Big crunchy ones

AllMight: How many?

ChibiMight: Yes

AllMight: Ok, I'll pick some up on my way back.

ChibiMight: =)

ChibiMight: I love you

AllMight: I love you too

"Who's that?" Pony asked. Izuku flinched to pull his head away from his shoulder where one of his friends or siblings usually peaked over. Pony wasn't like them, instead curiously looked at him for an answer and respecting his privacy.

"It's my sister. She asked if I would pick up some apples on my way home."

"An apple sounds really good right now!" Pony exclaimed, her nose, snout, thing, twitching.

He wanted to ask about her quirk so much but he knew she would ask the same question back.

"I can show you where a nice place is. It's where we usually get our fruits." Izuku offered, and Pony immediately took him up on that, following him to the train station to go and pick up the apples.

Izuku glanced down at the omnitrix, the one that had been translating their entire conversations. It was going to be a problem if people noticed that he technically was speaking two languages at the same time. Pony hearing English, and passerbys hearing Japanese or whatever they could understand. He needed to learn how to control his output, letting everyone hear one language from his so he didn't attract attention. There was a part of the back of his mind that knew when someone was speaking something else to him, all he would have to do is recognize the language or just match it.

"Is this all?" The smiling employee at the register asked Pony. The girl turned to him, expecting him to do the thing he had been doing this whole day for her.

"She asked 'Is this all?'" Izuku translated.

"Mhm!" Pony nodded with a smile, putting some money on the counter to pay for her own sack of apples. At the end of the transaction both teens were with sacks of apples. Pony already grabbing one to take a bite out of.

"Thanks for your help today Izuku! I could never afford my own personal translator." Pony joked, earning a chuckle from Izuku.

"It's no problem." His eyes glanced by the tv behind the counter, the news showing the Waterhose duo using their quirks at something off screen. They were usually a pretty happy pair, taking a page from All Might's book and smiling as they worked. Something was off this time, making a sense of dread fill Izuku's stomach.

They were panicking, yelling at the civilians to run.

"What's going on Izuku?" Pony asked beside him, now looking at the tv.

"I think something bad is happening."

He wasn't sure why, but knowing that this was happening somewhere right now made him not want to look away. His attention to the screen got the store worker to come over and turn the volume on out of curiosity.

"It's a blood bath! The villain Muscular has demolished a local hotel and is hunting down everyone in his sight! The Waterhose duo has just shown up but they are barely able to keep the villain occupied as survivors are fleeing the scene." The reporter said in a panicked yet clear voice.

They watched as the camera shakily focused on the man being hosed down by powerful jet streams from the heroes. The man started to push through it, more and more muscles splitting out of his skin and aligning themselves over him like a suit of flesh.

"Oh man! This is getting fun! You're putting up a great fight!"

It wasn't a taunt from him, it was the truth, but that man was getting way too excited for it.

The heroes were fighting bravely, doing their best to avoid any and all hits while doing as much damage as they could. Unfortunately it wasn't enough. One of them got clipped slightly by the villain's swinging fist. A normal punch grazing the flesh wouldn't have done more than cause a red mark lasting a minute, but this was the punch of a wickedly strong man.

An audible crack was heard, one of the heroes spiraling in the air, skipping across the pavement until being forcibly stopped by a light post and bending them harshly in half. They weren't getting up.

"Seriously? One little hit and that's it? I hope you last a little longer."

He swung out another fist, a blast of water from the barely standing hero managing to direct it slightly upwards. It nicked their helmet, sending it flying into the air and exposing a very pissed looking brunette woman.

"Awww, is somebody mad I killed someone?"

"Not as mad as you're gonna be." The heroine stated before lifting their hand up to Muscular's face.

His grin turned to grimace, the veins around his face bulging. He clutched his head in agony as one of his eyes quickly became bloodshot. His muscles bulged around his arms as he swung wildly, smacking against the heroine. She rolled with the hit, clutching her very broken arm to her chest. Muscular turned to her, glaring with his one good eye with the other a pooling mess of red.

"I'M GOING TO CRUSH YOU LIKE THE BITCH YOU ARE!"

Pony turned away, not willing to see what was happening. Izuku understood how she felt, but some part of him was still locked on. It was possible to teleport, show up, and erase the man's quirk if he was about to do what he thought was going to happen. It would be easy for him, and if Muscular dodged then he could use the emergency defense blast.

But then he would expose the omnitrix.

But if he didn't then she would die.

Yet if he could do something, but didn't do it, then that's on him.

He put his hand over the omnitrix, mentally setting it to the coordinates of battle. One thought, one twitch of his finger and he'd be there. If he was going to do this then it would have to be at the moment he knew there were only two choices.

Save her, or not.

Muscular grabbed a nearby car, the metal giving under his fingers as they dug into it. He was going to throw it, there were still people watching back there behind her! Why were they just standing around watching like this is some sort of tv show?! That's it, he couldn't just stand idly by like everyone else!

Someone had to act.

Now.

His finger went to press the button, sending him into the fray and face against the villain himself.

On the television a pink barrier erupted between the car and the heroine. The vehicle smashed into it, not breaking through. The camera shifted to someone on the side, holding up their arms as pink orbs were vibrating around her fists. It was a teenage girl with orange hair and teal eyes, glaring at the villain.

Izuku kept observing, his finger twitching from nervousness.

He turned to face her, ripping out a piece of the road and throwing it at her. She threw one of the orbs, turning the dry tar into tiny chunks. He started stomping towards her.

"So, you want to play hero?! THEN YOU CAN DIE LIKE ONE!"

He charged right at her, and she copied him. Both ran at one another with fierce determination flooding their very beings. One with intent to protect, the other to kill.

Izuku wasn't sure who would win, but he was ready to be there at the press of a button.

Ready to intervene.

"It's alright everyone!"

His finger froze, his eyes picking up a voice he heard a thousand times from thousands of videos replayed thousands of times.

"Why?"

Pony snapped her head back to the screen, a bright smile lighting up her face.

All Might himself landed between the two, gripping Muscular's fist in his hand.

"BECAUSE I AM HERE!"

The number one hero announced, less jovial and more of a statement of power, demanding respect. He said something, the cameras not picking it up but his lips were moving. Muscular struggled in his grasp, trying to escape the mountain of a man. In one quick motion All Might punched right into Muscular's gut, a wild wind storm generated from the sheer force of his strength.

"YES!" Pony shouted behind him, grabbing Izuku's arm and shaking it. "He's here! He's really here! Holy shit this is why I begged my Mom to let me move to Japan with Dad!"

Izuku felt the corners of his mouth involuntarily twitch upwards, All Might was there, he would save them. His hand lowered from his watch, mentally relieved that he wouldn't have to show up. The omnitrix was his secret to keep, and he almost exposed it. If someone else's life was on the line, would he have risked the omnitrix to save them? It wasn't something he wanted to think about, instead he enjoyed the footage of All Might saving the day once again.

As long as there were heroes like him around, people would be safe. He could help get those heroes out there, Eijiro, Mina, everyone around him could become excellent heroes. So now how could he be one with the omnitrix without revealing its secrets to the world?

If he ever got to meet All Might, maybe he'd ask the man how he could be a hero.

Somewhere else, a certain skinny blond wearing an oversized white shirt was standing with his hair shifting in the breeze. He held out his hand to a familiar redhead, looking at him in awe.

"Itsuka Kendo, I deem you worthy to inherit my power."

"...what?"

Next chapter, UA entrance exam.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Quick thing to mention, Kendo does not have the quirk big fist. Instead she has one that's similar to Gwen from Alien Force. Not magic.

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 11

"Alright!" Eijiro shouted, pumping his fist into the air.

"Yeah!" Mina matched his energy, pumping her own fists.

The two stood in front of the gates of UA, eagerly awaiting the moment that would decide their futures. They made sure to pack some gym clothes in their bags so they wouldn't rip them for the upcoming exam. It took almost no research to find out what would happen. Robots, fighting big robots. Eijiro was vibrating, anxious and raring for a good fight to really stretch his current limits. Not a lot of places would let you just grow giant boulders of red diamond and huck them around.

Mina had also undergone her own preparations, practicing the specific ph levels of her quirk and modifying her acids to work well against metal in particular. She even developed a 'super move' that let her expel acid in a vapor that directly countered electronics, eating away at circuits and wires. Only downside is that it was very toxic for human lungs. If, no, when she got in she would have mini gas masks put into her costume with goggles.

"Hey fags, watcha doing?"

That would be the voice of Himiko, walking up to them wearing a special hoodie with a bunch of hero faces on it with various expressions. She decided to start doing merchandise, and wow was she earning a bunch of money.

"Why'd you call us that?" Eijiro asked a little put off from the word.

"What do you mean fag?" She grinned back.

"Is this just a temporary thing, or a new you thing?" Mina asked herself.

"I just like how fag sounds fag." The blond shrugged. "Fffaaaaaggg, feels nice on my fag mouth."

Eijiro and Mina gave one another a puzzled look, trying to decipher Himiko's new language. The redhead decided to try and get to the source of it.

"Just to make sure." He started. "You're just saying it to say it right?"

"You think I'm trying to offend someone fag?" Himiko feigned her shock.

"Well, I don't know, are you?" He asked back, confused.

"Am I fagging to much for you fag? Can't keep up with my faggotry?"

Mina looked back and forth between the two, utterly confused. "Did the word change or something?"

"Fag it all Mina." Himiko patted Mina's shoulder. "Just fag it all." Now leaving them with her infinite wisdom she proceeded to walk towards the school.

"Ok enough with the fags." Eijiro stopped her from just walking away, grabbing her hoodie. Her legs continued, stretching and stretching until they snapped back. "Where's Izuku? Wouldn't he come with you?"

She blinked, having a stupor of thought. "Wait, I thought he was with you."

Mina chuckled, Himiko obviously so absorbed in her humor she wasn't fully aware of all her surroundings. "Well we wouldn't ask if he was with us would we?"

"Where is he then?" Eijiro asked what everyone was thinking. The two that were waiting earlier looked at Himiko, hoping for some answer.

"What? I'm not my brother's keeper. Izuku does what Izuku does."

"I hope he's not getting into trouble again.." Eijiro grumbled, getting antsy that Izuku was alone on his way here.

"Ah quit worrying so much!" Himiko slapped his head, splatting her hand on his thick skull. She looked at the purple sludge stump in annoyance, sighed, and picked up the pieces of herself scattered on the floor.

"You know it's a common occurrence." Eijiro chastised. "Who knows who might try to hurt him, again!"

Mina tried to massage the tension out of Eijiro's shoulders, but it was impossible with his rockin' body. "Come on Eji, we can trust Izuku to make it to UA all on his own. Not like he could just teleport anywhere instantly."

"..."

"Guys come on say something."

"...o-oh Himiko!" Eijiro switched the conversation as subtle as a crashing train. "If you're here does that mean you decided to also join the hero course?"

"Hah! As if." She responded, easily amused at the idea. "No, I'm just going into general studies. I wouldn't last a day as a hero without saying something that got me in trouble!"

"True."

"True."

"I could have done homeschooling but Mom said I should make my own friends instead of borrowing Izuku's whenever I liked." Himiko finished.

"HahahA! I love that!" Mina laughed, leaning on Eijiro for support.

Eijiro just stood his ground, letting her get her chuckles out as he looked around. He checked his phone, seeing as there were ten minutes until they had to report for the written exam. Izuku should be here by now, as he agreed to meet up with them fifteen minutes before hand. It wasn't like Izuku to just up and disappear unless something bad had happened. He should text him just to make sure he was safe.

"Hey! There he is!" Himiko called out. The three spotted Izuku walking his way up holding a textbook in his hand, pointing, and showing the person beside him the contents. His words started to become more clear the closer he got.

"Just because they have the written exam in English doesn't mean you shouldn't expect Japanese terminology in it."

The stranger beside him just grinned with her hands behind her back, leisurely strolling besides him. She spoke, in English. Shucks hardly any of them knew english.

(Don't worry Izuku! You've been helping me study for this for months! Besides, why learn japanese when I have a personal translator?) She gave a cheeky grin, happy about something she said.

He sighed, but smiled at her attitude. "You shouldn't rely on me for translating everything for you."

(Then stop being so reliable.) She glanced at her watch, alarmed at what she saw. (Ah crap, gotta get going. See ya Izuku!)

She charged ahead, passing by the stunned trio and going straight through the gate. They remained silent as Izuku finally approached them. "Hey guys, what's up?"

"Izuku what the hell?" Himiko asked.

"What? Oh, I guess you decided to show up after all. Please pass otherwise Mom is going to give us all an earful."

"Don't dodge the subject!" Eijiro interrupted. "Who was she?!" He pointed to Pony, now entering the doors.

"...A friend."

"An American babe!" Mina said grabbing his shoulders. "What were you guys talking about?!"

"Oh, ah..Just going over some things she might need to know for the test." He tried to casually get out of her grasp, a little nervous with her physical actions.

"Izuku." She suddenly got serious, gentle but very serious. "We just want to make sure she's not like...you know..the last girl."

"What are you-..oh, you mean…" His eyes turned downcast, recalling unwanted memories. "She hasn't done anything like that. There's nothing like that between us."

"Izuku, how do we know that?" Eijiro asked, eyeing where she was. "You were so defensive of her and now there's some new girl who you haven't even told us about!"

"The last time I tried to make a new friend Mina chased her off."

Mina gasped. "She was a cougar Izuku! Older women don't just take a sudden interest in teenage boys!"

"I just...I want to be able to make friends like you guys." He admitted, putting all of them off.

Himiko eyed them all with a cautious eye, seeing the range of emotions passing through each of them. Eijiro seemed agitated from a need to protect mixed with his urge to fight that had built up from expecting robots. Bad combo for him, and for social situations that don't consist of 'You're evil, time to fight.' Mina had a different form of protection, not willing to punch but willing to bite. Also bad. Izuku was, sad, just wanting to be like everyone around him. It wasn't hard to read him seeing as how she saw him everyday. He loved his friends, his family, but he wanted to be able to stand on his own and make his own decisions without constant supervision.

They should put a little more trust into him regarding something besides the watch or heroes.

"How about this." Himiko interrupted. "The plan was to celebrate when we found out we passed yeah?"

They nodded. Good. "Then how about we invite Izuku's friend to celebrate with us? There we can get to know her and make our own unbiased opinions yes?"

Eijiro was about to say something, but she smacked her hand over it to let him think before he spoke.

"I like it." Mina agreed. "Izuku, that beach you scouted out is clean now?"

"Yeah, after Eri mentioned wanting to go to the beach-"

"-More like bugged him constantly until he caved in." Himiko interrupted.

"Um, yeah. Anyways Dagobah beach is clean now and we can use it."

Eijiro pulled away Himiko's hand. "Wait, that beach?! It was filled with mountains of garbage for so long! It's clean now?!"

"Well…"

Some time ago..

"So I'm worthy, but not worthy?" Kendo asked in a light jacket walking down the sidewalk next to a walking blond skeleton in the early morning.

"You're worthy without a doubt. Yet your body needs to be prepared to handle the power of One for All." Toshinori Yagi said, double checking his phone to make sure they were going the right way. He had scouted the place out yesterday, confirming the ideal training grounds.

"Ok, so I just need to increase my workouts then." Kendo simplified.

"I had something else in mind." Yagi said, smirking as he saw the sign. "Lots of people imagine being a hero is all about fighting villains and saving people. Yet that all stems on us being public servants! Our focus is to serve the community, and how better to serve the community then to do help with this!" He threw his hand out, gesturing to their destination.

Kendo looked around, getting more and more confused by the second. "By what? Swimming?"

"What? No one would want to go swimming so long as all this trash is here. That's why you're going to clean it up!"

"...what trash?"

The man quirked a brow, turning back to what she was looking at. The beach, it was clean. Not a speck of trash remaining. How?! He had checked yesterday! Was this even the same beach? Looking at his phone confirmed it, this was the beach.

The now clean beach without anything for his successor to clean up.

The night before…

Izuku examined all the trash the moon highlighted. This was the closest place, but it was a shame it was so dirty. No way this was good enough for Eri. He wanted to make sure her first impression of a beach was a good one. Holding up his wrist, he selected the internal storage function of the Omnitrix.

A green scanner went over all the garbage, once all of it was selected he tapped the faceplate.

A large burst of light went over the beach, taking everything it touched into itself. Once it died down it revealed a now pristine shoreline.

Izuku smiled to himself, seeing the beauty of nature that was hidden all along. Now all he had to do was take this garbage to the dump.

Now..

"So, we invite this mystery girl to the beach once we all get in?" Himiko asked the group.

"Sounds good!" Mina gave her thumbs up.

"A-alright." Izuku reluctantly agreed.

Eijiro didn't say anything right away, but the three ganging up on him didn't help. "Fine, but let's get going already otherwise we're going to miss our exams."

"Crap! You're right!" Izuku dashed off, not wanting to lose his chance because he was late.

"See ya fags!" Himiko waved, following after her brother.

"Annoying bitch." Another examinee said passing by. Eijiro figured the guy must be really nervous and decided not to say anything. But he kept his eyes on that head of spiky blond hair a little longer than needed. Phantom pains danced along his back, reminding him of a cruel little boy once upon a time. Nah, no way that guy would ever be allowed to get into UA.

Talk about PLUS ULTRA!

Eijiro was having the time of his life! Finally just letting loose and clenching victory in his iron grip. Sporting a black tank top with durable shorts he bursted into the mock city, looking for a good fight. A robot twice his size rounded the corner balancing on a single wheel. It shifted to look at him, a single red eye glowing when it spotted him.

"TARGET ACQUIRED. YOU ARE NOW DIE"

Weird grammar aside he accepted the challenge. Holding his right arm to his side it began to be encased by his signature red crystals, moving down his hand and extending far past it. Now sporting his makeshift blade he smiled with his sharp teeth.

"HA!"

He leapt upwards, tanking a weak punch the robot attempted and dragged his blade arm right through its torso. It was a nice clean cut, the robot collapsing into two separate pieces. The number on the side indicated it was a one pointer, the weakest of them. Good, he didn't just want an easy win with all the others.

"WEAKLING DETECTED. YOU ARE DYING"

Two other bots started coming towards him from the other side of the road. The first was a bigger one with three legs and wheels hoisting two heads and four arms. The second a sleek one with four legs on treads, a large scorpion like tail, and guns mounted on its back.

"Like hell I'm dying here!" Eijiro grinned, ready for the challenge of the two pointer and three pointer. He stomped his foot into the ground, extending parts of his power to grow underneath the road. The sleek three pointer was faster, shooting at him with rubber bullets as it came rushing to him. Its friend was too slow with its bulky body, not able to dodge a barrage of crystals shooting from the ground and stabbing through it.

He could hardly feel the fake ammo smacking his skin. Once the three pointer got close enough it rose its tail into the air to stab him. Eijiro sidestepped the choreographed attack and sliced the tail off. Sharpening the knuckles on his other hand into diamond spikes, he threw an overhand punch right into its head, smashing it into the pavement.

Glancing down at his top, he saw that it was littered with tears. The bullets must have rubbed it against his skin turning it into strips of fabric barely holding themselves on him. Screw shirts, a man should be able to take his problems with his chest bared! He ripped the tattered clothing off, settling for letting his literal rock hard abs glisten in the sunlight.

"Dude! Put on a shirt!" Some random guy... kid? No, guy yelled. He had funky purple balls on the top of his head, throwing them around.

"Maybe later! Woah hey watch out!" Eijiro called out, pointing to a robot coming up behind him.

"WAH!" He screamed in fright, acting on instinct and throwing more of those things on it. They stuck on the metal but were not stopping its approach.

Eijiro reached out with his hand, ready to shift a shield on his left arm to help protect a fellow examinee. He tripped, his foot stuck to the earth. One of those purple balls had gotten him stuck! Dang, it seemed like a random quirk that was actually pretty good.

When you used it the right ways that is, and right now it was now being used in a blind defensive frenzy.

It's shoulder mounted guns took aim at the dwarf, ready to put several welts into his skin. The both of them kept moving around, making it impossible for Eijiro to calculate where to grow his crystals. Shit, what else could he do? In an act of desperation he aimed his arm at the robot, hoping to make one really really long sword and spike into it.

*thwikthwikthwikthwik*

Red crystals shot out of his arm in rapid succession, embedding into the three pointers face and lodging into the circuitry. It collapsed, sticking to the ground as a trail of smoke came from the damaged area.

"I TOTALLY HAD THAT! KILL STEALER!" Dwarf examinee yelled, running along somewhere else to get more points.

"Hey wait! How am I supposed to get out of your quirk!"

"FIGURE IT OUT!"

...well shit he better figure out something fast.

Shit,shitshitshitshittyfagshitdippit. Oh it would probably have been easier to go around like a fag and punch faggy things.

Himiko really wished she studied more for this test! She kept grabbing the sides of her head and squishing it, feeling the literal mush of her brain! Did she have a brain?! Didn't feel like it because of how USELESS IT WAS RIGHT NOW! Why the hell were there so many questions revolving around France?!

Revolution this

Baguette that

What fag wrote these?!

Izuku thought there would be more questions revolving around hero ethics or quirk law. Yet for some reason they wanted to test their knowledge on various things that France had inspired over the centuries through their multiple events. It was fair though, nearly every significant event in history was in some way connected to the French.

They had a revolution just about every forty years on average, or aided in one.

What was the birth name of Marquise de Pompadour?

Weird question but ok, jotting it down he made sure he spelled it right.

Jeanne Antoinette Poisson

Hold on, would the right answer be to spell it in the native language or in Japanese? Well they had the same alphabet as standardized English, and they were testing that, so he could get extra points for doing this? Better question, was it cheating to know every language and spelling known to man only because the information was currently being fed to him by the watch on his wrist?

….He'll just go to the next question.

Mina hummed along, hands tucked behind her back as she glided across the road on one foot.

"LIFE PRIVILEGES, DENIED"

"Hup!" She jumped up, splashing a highly corrosive acid from her heel along its head, slipped down its back on her other leg, and landed in a spin. Mina skated along, treated the area like it was her personal ice rink. This was so fun! No worries about restraint against her enemies, or getting weird looks from them as parts of her clothes would accidentally get a drop or two exposing her skin. Well there was a few guys around but the threat of big bad robots kept them on their toes!

Probably her favorite part of this, was no worries about collateral damage!

Hold up, she wasn't going to get doxed points for all the damage to the streets was she?

*BOOM*

"DIE!"

Wowee if she was losing points for wrecking things THAT guy was gonna fail.

Pony waited outside of the school, just in front of the gates. She had never been more thankful for school showers in her life! During the written test, it felt like she was going to turn her overalls into a damp towel. It was a terrible decision to wear a grey All Might t-shirt underneath. It made her armpits look like a swamp! She might have decided to stick with her gym shirt if it wasn't too bad.

IF SHE HADN'T POURED EVERY OUNCE OF WATER FROM HER PORES INTO IT!

Damn, she put everything she had into the practical. Taking Izuku's advice and not only using her quirk to shoot horns out, but charge on all fours and ram the robots head on while her flying horns got points at the same time. It was impossibly difficult multitasking while keeping her eyes on one thing, but the idea was so good she couldn't waste it. Who knew she would have gotten not only the good aspects of her father's keratin telekinesis, and her mother's cow quirk.

Pony got to see first hand how her mother was able to use her horns in her hero work in America. Her transformation quirk granted incredible strength, becoming closer to a Minatour rather than a farm cow. Both of them had permanent horns on their heads, making them part mutation quirk users. Even if her mother looked standard human except the horns when she wasn't transformed, Pony got some traits from that quirk that permanently affected her looks.

She got a couple odd stares here and there, nothing she wasn't used to. She understood, they were curious. Yet some didn't simply look curious, muttering to themselves with scowls. It got worse when she tried talking to some of them. Her, admittedly overreliance on Izuku translating everything, didn't help her learn Japanese as fast as she hoped when moving here with her Dad. Anytime her broken accent reached the ear of anyone, it was either pity, confusion, or looking at her like an animal. Granted it was a very miniscule number compared to the rest but still noticeable.

Just, how much racism was still around? Ok, so what if her country dropped humankind's most deadly weapon twice on two populated cities? It had been literal centuries since then, and no one back then is even alive! They shouldn't have blown up their damn boats when America was staying out of it.

By the start of the practical exam, she stuck to keeping to herself and being quiet. She scored what she thought was a good amount of points. Twenty robots, not counting their individual scores. It was hard to keep track with all the ramming and quirks flying everywhere. Her connection to her horns let her know when they smashed into a bot, but not the score.

Her gym clothes had tons of sweat, her normal clothes had sweat, sweat sweat sweat until she was stinking like a pig. Not like some of them would have seen her any different. While the showers helped her get cleaned up there was nothing to do about her clothes. But, like divine intervention, there was a set of spare clothes folded up neatly next to her locker when she came back with a note!

Pulling out said note, she read over it again.

You mentioned to me once about how you get sweaty easily. So I thought you might need these.

Till we meet, horn sister.

Not sure who it could have possibly been, but it was written in English and referenced her horns so who else could it have been for?

"Hey!"

She spun around to see that bouncy head of green curls she has come to appreciate so much of.

"Izuku!"

Pony ran up to him, opening up her arms to-no, hold up, he might not like a hug. Izuku stood there stiffly, his hands twitching as her arms were kind of around him but not touching just...hanging there. She took a step back, snapping her arms to her side. Well they were still friendly weren't they? So, to try and save the moment she gave a single pat to his arm.

Totally a 'I respect your boundaries but still want to show physical appreciation for our friendship.' Izuku's smart, he totally got that. He got quiet at times and never initiated anything beyond conversation, so she stopped trying to push him past his boundaries early on in their friendship. Of course their love of All Might and heroes would always connect them.

"So, *ahem* how did it go?" He asked. So caring!

"It could have been better." *cough* damn sweat *cough*

"You did your best right?"

"Of course!" She held up her fists to her chest, but drooped a little. "But, I don't really know if I got enough points. I think I did but I wasn't keeping track."

"Well." Izuku started. Pony looked up to get a better look of his smirking face. "If you did your best, I'm sure you'll get into UA."

Ah, stop saying those things! Those damn cool lines! Otherwise she might…. Wait a minute! "Isn't that from the Hero Talk? When a questionnaire asked Best Jeanest on what more he could have done to assure his spot into UA?"

He jumped at the accusation, looking puzzled before his eyes widened slightly. "Oh yeah, he did say that. The same episode where he advertised his new fashion line and the profits would go to food kitchens right?"

"Yeah! Were you referencing that?"

"Um, w-well it wasn't really on my mind at the ti-"

(OI! FAG!)

Both came to see a sprinting blonde girl, her hair a mess and big tears around her eyes. Izuku held his hands up, stepping backwards in clear worry. "No wait HIMIKO! GMPH!"

Her form became fluid with the exception of her hoodie and her head, wrapping around Izuku's face as her arms tightly wound around him. Just, who the hell did this girl think she was?!

"Izuku! Hold on I'll get her off!" Pony panicked, trying to find a way to pry the girl off her friend without hurting both of them. Oh gosh it felt gross, her hands covered in purple mud. Anytime she tugged it felt so loose like it would snap off. Would that hurt her? But Izuku needed to breathe and he was clearly trying to get her off!

(WAAHHH! Izuku! The tests were so mean to me! Over and over they kept asking about those push overs with mimes and croissants! I don't wanna be involved with anything French ever again unless it's kissing!)

Izuku's movements became more and more sluggish, succumbing to the lack of oxygen. Pony only made out a few words from the girl's wailing Japanese between saving Izuku and not hurting her.

Izuku, over and over, kissing.

"Get off him!" Pony yelled in one last desperate attempt to get the girl off Izuku. Grabbing the hoodie itself and yanking back with her body.

*Plop*

*GASP*

Himiko was pulled off Izuku, letting him breathe that sweet, sweet life giving gas. The two blondes got tangled up, squirming around on the ground as they tried to escape one another.

"Himiko, please don't do that again." Izuku said between breaths.

Izuku knew this crazy chick?!

"Izuku, who is this and why did she talk about kissing over and over!" Pony shouted, extremely red in the face.

(Fag! Translate for me I don't speak hamburger.)

"If you don't want hamburgers then don't mention them! Izuku what did she say!"

"Izuku/Izuku!)

"Hold on!" Izuku brushed his pants, finally getting up. He grabbed one of Himiko's stretched out legs, yanked it, and spun both of them up on their feet and separated them at the same time. Beyond how dizzying it was, he seemed very confident on how to handle that specific situation. "Pony, meet my sister Himiko. Himiko, this is Pony Tsunotori."

Himiko pulled herself back together, literally, then gave a short bow with her head. (Nice to meetcha!)

Sister, she was Izuku's sister? (H-hello.) Pony made the attempt at speaking Japanese, seeing as how she had yet to show any fluency in English. Denying her instinct to stick out her hand she gave a polite bow as her father showed her.

(Oh! You do speak Japanese!)

Pony held up her fingers pinching the air. (Little. Learning.)

Himiko nodded, satisfied with her attempt. (Good, we'll have you eating noodles and rice as a staple for just about every meal in no time! Oi, fag) She turned to Izuku.

"What?"

(You invite her to the beach yet?)

"U-um, not yet."

(No time like the present!) She grabbed her brother, shoving him to be right in Pony's face. (Go on! Eri will be happy to have another horn sister!)

That last part Pony managed to catch. Horn because, well, it was part of her quirk. The next was sister, one of the first things you learned in any language was basic family names. Did she know about the note?

Izuku tried to back away to give Pony some space, but Himiko's feet shifted into literal blocks of lead, or, at least looked like it. A blush danced across his cheeks, his eyes refusing to make eye contact.

"Um, Pony?"

"Yeah?"

"So...m-me and my sister were going to h-have a celebration with o-our family a-and two friend's families a-after we g-got our results back f-from the exams. At the b-beach. W-would you l-like to c-come with us?"

A beach, with Izuku and his family? Hell yes! Finally something that she wouldn't be embarrassed to tell her Mom about! Mentioning meeting a boy and meeting up for private Japanese lessons was a no go, and especially not how they spend too much time nerding out. This was an honest normal high school social thing! Plus, she was curious ever since she met Izuku at the gym that day.

"I'd love to!"

He smiled wobbly at that, still not meeting eye contact. Was Himiko tickling him?

"G-great! I'll text you the details when we figure them out! It mostly depends on the weather and when UA sends our results."

(She said yes? Awesome! Now we can add another fag to the faggotry!)

"If Mom catches you saying that word you know you'll get into serious trouble."

(Psh, not like grounding me from going to the beach would work. Me and water don't get along.)

"And if Eri decides to copy you?"

(...I'll stop now.)

"Finally, you've been saying that all day."

(Was it annoying?)

"Yes, very."

Pony was having trouble picking up one side of the conversation, but she assumed it was banter between siblings. Speaking of..

"Izuku, not to be mean or anything but..you don't look like your sister."

"Ah, she's adopted. She also picks what she looks like whenever she wants."

Wow, seriously? Shapeshifting is an amazing quirk! "Holy All Might that would be an awesome quirk for a hero to have!"

"I know right?!" Izuku brightened up immensely, nerding out with Pony while Himiko demanded translation, bugging him.

First thing to address, I know Himiko is annoying in this chapter and that's the point. We won't be hearing her say fag again so no worries. We get to see Eijiro really go all out with his diamond head abilities! Mina takes a stroll while melting whatsoever she chooses, and we see a character from the past come back with hardly any visible change.

In case it was confusing, the reason why Izuku wasn't switching between English and Japanese when talking is because unless he's actively controlling it his words are translated to everyone around him. Same thing the other way, all languages he hears are translated for him by the omnitrix.

Any grammar errors please point it out

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 12

Inko sat on the couch, watching yet another ocean documentary with her adopted daughter Eri. The albino little girl sat on the floor crisscrossed snacking on a bowl of goldfish. She was wearing her long time favorite All Might hoodie that let her hide her horn in the stitched hair bangs that she 'borrowed' from Izuku. Her now dyed green hair was a mess, never seeing a need to actually do it since she never put her hood down unless it was inside.

It was strange how polar Eri's interests were. Soon after coming into their home, she loved superheroes and had plenty of All Might merch to match her older brother. Her other fascination came with the sea, the fish, anything that involved bodies of water. Inko figured it was going to be a phase after being deprived of so much of the world when in captivity, but it had now been years and she still had a passion about the ocean and all the life it had.

"The Mantis Shrimp's punches carry fifteen hundred Newtons of force generate pockets of air that instantly collapse-"

"Izuku!" Eri shouted from her spot, not taking her eyes off the tv.

'Yeah?!" He shouted back from across the house.

"How many Newtons can All Might make?!"

"Um..I think his best ever recorded punch was around fifty thousand Newtons."

"Does he break nature by making collapsing air bubbles that hit villains after the punch?"

"I uh, don't think he has. But he doesn't fight in water much so-"

"Thanks!" Eri then looked at the Mantis Shrimp on the tv in awe. "He's stronger than All Might." She whispered to herself.

Inko chuckled, very amused by the twelve year old's antics. They never found out how old she truly was, so they made their best guess and celebrated her birthday on the day they got her. Sometimes, she would have nightmares about back then, always wanting her savior to calm her down. That's why half of his room now belonged to her. It took forever to convince her she should have her own bed instead of sleeping with Izuku. Even if it was cute when they were smaller, certainly others who didn't know about their past would judge a brother and adopted sister sleeping in the same bed.

It felt, that Inko wasn't doing enough sometimes. Never would the mother try and force the little girl to look up to her, but she wanted to be more of a parental figure in her kids' lives. Himiko took care of herself, never accepting help from anyone unless it was forced on her. Eri always went to Izuku with any of her problems when he was around, sharing her darkest memories with the boy. Not even Inko could get Izuku, her own son of flesh and blood, to share what he knew about Eri's past.

"It wasn't his secret to share." Is what he always said.

How was a mother supposed to help if she never knew what was bothering them? It just felt like she gave them a place to stay, food to eat, and nagging them about getting their work done. Himiko already was making more money than she ever made from a job! Eri apparently had issues with a quirk that could be very dangerous, and Izuku spotted it, trained her, and helped her accept it all without asking for any help.

When did it all go so...not wrong just...when did Inko suddenly feel like she lost her role as a proper mother?

She knew when, she knew exactly when. The day Izuku got that watch. He was so hurt, and Inko never felt more helpless and stupid for not seeing the signs. Inko failed to protect her son, and probably the biggest secret she knew was on Izuku's wrist. A device that can take and give quirks, cure cancer instantly, blast villains, and store people in it.

He never said anything about it unless he needed to, and that's a problem, it was only what Izuku thought he needed to explain. Never, for all the effort that Inko gave, could get him to talk much about it. Izuku would just repeat what she already knew. Himiko had mentioned a few times that he and Eri were in the watch doing who knows what. Now, Izuku did mention it was the safest place on earth and that put some ease to her.

If Izuku was open to sharing secrets about that, 'omnitrix', to Eri, then she should know too.

"Eri?" Inko asked in as gentle of a tone she could.

"Hm?" Eri tilted her head, showing she was listening but eyes still glued to the screen.

"What do you do with Izuku when you go in the omnitrix?"

Stuffing another mouthful of goldfish in her mouth the little girl turned to look at her adopted mother. "We ree an *munch* see bi plashesh"

"Try again with an empty mouth this time."

*gulp* "We read at a big library and visit bigger places."

"What kind of places?"

You could practically see the sparkles in Eri's eyes. "We went to a giant forest with huge tree house cities! There was also the biggest ocean ever that had no land except underwater! Oh! And a place made entirely out of metal with little windows and doors! Izuku said it was made by tiny people."

Tiny people? Oh, Izuku must have taken her to a copy of New Zealand in his watch. But hold on, it wasn't made of metal. "How little were the people who made the metal houses?"

Eri held her hand, less than a foot from the ground. That small? She was sure the Hobbits weren't that small in those old stories. Now stuck in her ranting Eri went on.

"Yeah! Izuku said that even though they look like frogs they're super smart!"

Frogs?

"And another time we were on a big field that was half on fire and half made of ice!"

...Greenland?

"Izuku says they're all the homes to the one million heroes he has in the omnitrix, but I haven't seen them."

Heroes...in his watch? Izuku, what isn't he sharing with his own mother?

"They're here!" Her son shouted, running over from the front door and to the living room.

*SLAM* "About time!" Himiko burst forth from her room. "Seriously, you'd think the best high school in the country would be faster with sending out results."

"Well." Izuku sat down in a recliner. "You have to remember that they have to go through thousands of applicants. Plus, they rely on the mailing system. It's not like they have Ingenium on call to do mail runs for them."

"Bah, you take the fun out of everything." Himiko plopped down on the couch next to Inko, stretching out her hand to grab her letter.

"Ok." Izuku stared at his letter intensely as Inko paused the tv. "How should we do this? Together? Separately? If either of us didn't make it I don't think we'd want to do it in front of each other. Ah crap! We need a good letter opener to keep these intact in case we do make it i-"

*RIP*

Himiko crushed Izuku's sacred moment by ripping her envelope without care. Her knife finger sludged back into a human one. A quick read over and she only said three words with a shrug. "I got in."

"Yay!" Eri shouted.

"Himiko! These are our letters from UA! Shouldn't we, you know, treat it more seriously?" Izuku complained.

"You think I'm capable of treating something seriously?"

"...You could at least have been excited."

"Who gets excited for school?"

"This is UA!"

"Is that supposed to mean something?" Himiko laid back, a cheeky grin across her face.

Inko could see Izuku's mind trying to comprehend the audacity of what his sister was doing. This was Izuku's dream school, and to see someone treating it as a common occurrence was beyond his imagination. Putting a hand on Himiko's shoulder she got the girl to stay quiet for a moment. "How about we hear Izuku's results?"

"Ok." The blonde sighed, her posture becoming more straight. Eri mimicked her sister, with much more eagerness in her eyes.

Izuku took a deep breath, carefully opening the letter. His eyes took in every word at a time, burning each one into his memory. "Izuku Midoriya, after going over your test results we are happy to invite you to attend UA's business course! I GOT IN!"

He shot up to his feet, victory in his hands. Eri ran up and hugged her brother, jumping in place with him. Himiko even decided to join in, morphing into an All Might look-a-like and telling Izuku how proud he made the hero. Only for Izuku to spend the next few minutes fixing the smallest details about Himiko's face to make it more accurate. After the siblings' small celebration, Izuku went into another room to call his friends and hear their results.

There was a lot that Inko was worried about for Izuku, for Himiko, and their experience at a new school. But, they had made such wonderful friends along the way. Even if Izuku wouldn't share everything he was dealing with, he had plenty of support.

And that would have to be good enough.

"ALL MIGHT'S TEACHING AT UA?!" Izuku yelled. Someone looking forward to school more than ever.

*SQUEEEEAAAL* Eri shared his excitement. "Getanautographgetanautographgetanautograph!"

Even if things had changed drastically with plenty of worries added to it, Inko was grateful that her kids were living much happier lives. She should try and share that joy.

Tie, check.

Purposely kinda messy hair that looks good, check.

Awesome cop trench coat, check.

Doing his final check in the mirror, Detective Naomasa Tsukauchi deemed himself ready to make it to the Midoriyas' party. He had heard the news from Inko, how Izuku and Himiko had made it into UA. It was amazing news, the kids being able to live normal lives even if things don't go quite as planned for any of them. Somehow Izuku ended up in the middle of all this. All around him anomalies were adding up. Quirks vanishing and reappearing stronger, unaccounted time slots, and a direct encounter with a yakuza boss.

Just what exactly is happening behind the scenes?

No, this wasn't right. He shouldn't take all his confusion and reasonable paranoia over to them. This was a time to celebrate their achievements, not question their every action. They were a lovely family, and the last people he wanted hurt. Naomasa would just have an eye open at the beach…

Beach party, a party at a beach. A specific kind of party that's location was featured at a beach. Activities usually include barbecue, sand castles, swimming, and fireworks.

How fast can he purchase a swimsuit?

The sand felt amazing under his feet. Each grain on the surface was already warmed by the sun. If he dug his toes further, he could feel the cool layer underneath. Inhaling deeply, he could smell the salty air. With everything combined with the constant crashing waves, it was unbelievably therapeutic.

"Egh, ugh, ack, eck."

Well, almost.

While to some the sand was comforting against skin, but to certain living mud people it was horror.

"Sand, I hate sand. It's course, rough, AND GETS EVERYWHERE HOLY SH-"

"Himiko."

"Yes Mom?"

"No swearing in public."

"Yes Mom."

Izuku was wearing yet another All Might t-shirt with a pair of matching swim trunks. He carried a cooler filled with drinks, snacks, and many other goodies. Himiko wore a one piece swimsuit, or more accurately shapeshifted one that had her streaming logo on it. She carried the various deflated beach balls in a bag, along with their towels. Inko was wearing a simple white dress with a large sun hat, holding the umbrella and collapsable chairs under her arm.

Eri was humming happily, carrying an inflatable seal while wearing a jellyfish style two piece swimsuit. It came with a convenient jellyfish cap that concealed her horn. Even if Eri wore her green contacts and had dyed hair, it never hurt to be cautious for whoever might be looking for her.

"Fsh fsh fsh, love me some fsh, fsh fsh fsh, ocean has fsh." She sang to herself while looking over the waves.

"Oi! Over here!"

Eijiro was with his parents, waving to the Midoriyas. Mr. Kirishima was hooking up a propane tank to their grill while Mrs. Kirishima was reading a book in the shade. Izuku never saw much of the woman, but from his interactions she seemed to only speak when needed. His best friend had already shed his shirt, wearing flaming swim trunks. It was hard to look at the living chandelier, each movement making more sparkles than the last.

"Hey Eijibro!"

"Hey Izubro!"

The red head ran through the sand and right up to them. "Dude! I still can't get over the fact that All Might is going to be teaching the hero course."

Almost makes Izuku wish he could get into the hero course, but he decided long ago to help the heroes from the business side. At least until he figures out a way to help others more openly with the omnitrix. "Do you think it would be rude to ask for an autograph from your teacher?"

"I don't know, they'll probably go over it in orientation since all the teachers at UA are heroes."

"True."

"Hey, sparkles." Himiko plucked her eyes from her head. "Could you not blind everyone?"

"It's not that bad, right?"

His answer was clear when he saw that all the Midoriyas were squinting their eyes when looking at him.

"So bright." Eri shielded herself with her arm.

Inko grabbed a bottle from her bag, handing it to the boy. "I think some sunblock would help."

"Sorry everyone, I'll go put this on right away." Eijiro jogged away to meet back up with his parents, who Izuku noticed were wearing very thick sunglasses. Why had he never thought of that before?

Eri tugged on his shirt, gaining his attention.

"Why is no one else here? Don't people like the beach?" She asked.

"They do." Izuku replied. "It's just that this beach was really dirty recently, and not a lot of people know it's clean. Plus, people go in the summer instead of the spring."

"Ooooh."

Himiko plopped her hand on Eri's shoulder. "People also don't love the beach as much as you."

"But why?! The beach is where the ocean is! And the ocean is where the fsh are!"

"Why don't we set our stuff down and get set up?" Inko suggested before things could get more intense.

Pony looked down at her phone again. The address that Izuku sent her was definitely to a beach, but all the photos associated with Dagobah beach were filled with mountains of trash. It hardly seemed like something for Izuku to invite her to, but she trusted him. He wasn't one to lie or even make jokes like that. But this beach, it was super nice! She tried finding something about a charity event or anything that could explain how this place was cleaned so fast.

She wore simple shorts with a white tank top over her swimsuit. Hanging on her shoulder was a tote that held her beach going essentials. Towel, sunscreen, water bottle, just the basics and nothing extravagant. Walking down the stone staircase she spotted a small group gathered. A blond girl with shovel hands digging away at the ground, it was hard to make out the face but it had to be Izuku's sister. A guy smothered in sunscreen, cutting through the sand with red crystal arms. A girl with pink hair, skin, using a similar red material shovel in her own hand along with a small girl with green hair under a hat.

Off to the side under umbrellas and a picnic table were adults assembling a wide variety of food to eat. One woman had longer green hair, probably Izuku's mom.

(Are you a friend of the Midoriyas?) Someone asked in Japanese

"Huh?"

Behind her stood an older man in his early thirties carrying a grocery bag. He wore a very plain outfit, blue swim trunks and a short sleeve button up shirt with a collar. Translating what he said in her head she made sure to give a proper reply.

(Yes, Midoriya is my friend.) Was it weird she was standing here from a distance watching people on the beach?

(Well, the party isn't going to wait for us.) He nudged his head in their direction with a normal smile. This guy seemed nice, overly normal but that was fine with her. (My name's Naomasa Tsukauchi. What's yours?)

(A-ah, Pony Tsunotori. Nice to meet you.) Pony was glad he was so average. His sentences were really common, so common that she recognized them from flash cards with just a tiny bit of difference. Though she felt her responses might have been slow due to her having to run everything through her head a couple times to translate things. Where is her personal translator when she needs him?

(Are you from America?)

(Yes.)

"Is English easier for you?" Tsukauchi asked in her native language. Thank All Might that normal guy wasn't so average.

"It is! Geez, what's the point of teaching English in almost every school in the country if hardly anyone can use it?"

Mr. Tsukauchi laughed. "You got a good point. So are you friends with Izuku or Himiko?"

"Izuku, he's been helping me learn Japanese since I moved here."

"Well that's very nice of him."

"Yeah, I can see him using his quirk a lot in the business side of hero work." She casually commented.

The man stopped walking, looking at Pony very puzzled. "Translating quirk?"

"Yeah, I figured that was his quirk since whenever he talks everyone understands him. Even if he speaks English to someone else they talk back in Japanese. Is his quirk something different?"

Now that Pony thought about it she never really asked Izuku what his quirk was. It just seemed obvious from the way he used it. If it was some sort of mind reading quirk that would be awesome! But, that wouldn't explain how his words are understood when speaking something else. It had to be a translation quirk that only applied to him.

Speaking of Izuku she hasn't seen him yet.

(Yo! My man Naomasa!) Himiko waved over with one of her shovel hands. Hearing the name Inko perked up from her station at the salad.

(Did you bring the buns?) asked.

Naomasa held up his grocery sack. (Sure did. I'm surprised you guys settled on Hamburgers for the party.)

(Well Izuku did say he had a friend who moved from America joining us. I thought she might feel more welcomed with something familiar to her.)

(That's very thoughtful Inko.)

Pony felt touched by the act, bowing and introducing herself to this wonderful saint. (My name is Pony Tsunotori. Nice to meet you.)

(I'm Inko Midoriya, Izuku's mother. Feel free to call me Inko.)

Speaking of Izuku, where was he? All she saw were Himiko, two other her age, a smaller girl, a few other adults, and a ball of seaweed on the ground that the teens were surrounding.

(Izuku! Your friend is here!) Inko called out, but paused when she saw the ball of seaweed.

The little girl ran up to Inko. (Izuku's being punished.)

(...For what?)

(He blasphemed against the Mantis Shrimp.)

(...)

"Am I missing something?" Pony asked the other english speaker.

"Trust me, it's just as confusing in Japanese." Tsukauchi replied.

(Ah! Pony's here!) Himiko ran up, grabbing her arm, and tugging her to the ball of seaweed.

"Wait! Guys let me out!" The seaweed squirmed with a familiar voice.

(Nope, you're sentenced to fifteen minutes of embarrassment for blasphemy.) The pink skin girl chastised. She had on a two piece swimsuit that was color vomited on it.

"There's no way All Might would lose to a literal shrimp."

(Blasphemy! He speaks Blasphemy!) Sunscreen guy cried out.

(Another fifteen minutes!) Pink girl demanded.

"Eri! Help me!" The seaweed turned to the side, revealing Izuku's face in it. Oh, that was just his wet hair.

Pony looked back to the girl deemed Eri. She was standing there, a neutral look on her face. Holding out her fist, her thumb stuck out to the side. All the teens waited with silence to see what Eri would do. The thumb turned downwards, sentencing Izuku to his fate.

"Noooo!" Izuku wailed in mock misery.

(Praise be to the mantis shrimp!) Himiko yelled.

"What's a mantis shrimp?" Pony asked.

(Izuku! Translate!) Himiko demanded, squatting down and poking the helpless boy's face.

"She asked what a mantis shrimp was."

Eri sprinted from Inko and back to the group, spun to face Pony, and listed just about every fact that the mantis shrimp had to its name. Izuku summarized what she said, translating to Pony only what was necessary.

"So, in short, the Mantis shrimp generates air pockets when punching things in water that collapse instantly, and since All Might doesn't do that they determined the Mantis shrimp would win."

Pony seemed stumped. "How does that work?"

"The Mantis shrimp fights in water, which is apparently more impressive."

(I think he just blasphemed again.) Himiko said to the others, who nodded in agreement.

(Another fifteen!) Mina declared.

(Huzzah!) Eijiro, Himiko, and Eri cheered.

Pony chuckled, sitting down next to the defeated Izuku's head sticking out of the sand. "You having fun down there?"

"I think my legs are starting to go numb."

(So, you're Izuku's secret friend?) Mina asked Pony.

"Secret?" Pony asked Izuku.

"Sorry, but I didn't really mention you to them."

That...hurt. Pony didn't realize she was being kept a secret from Izuku's other friends. She hoped it wasn't because she was American or had a funny looking face compared to more 'human' looking people.

Sensing Pony's unease Izuku panicked in his prison. "I-it's not like I meant anything bad! They're just...really cautious about who I make friends with."

Why?

(Um, so I'm Mina Ashido.) Mina pointed to herself.

(This is Eijiro Kirishima.) She pointed at the blob of sunscreen.

(Um, Mina.) Eijiro tried to interrupt.

(My parents aren't here but his are. You already met Himiko and Eri Midoriya.) The sisters waved.

(Mina.)

(And over there is Mr. and Mrs. Midoriya!) Mina finished, pointing at Inko and Naomasa. The adults stopped what they were doing. The Kirishima couple looked between Naomasa and Inko, who were slack jawed at what Mina had just said.

(When did you two get married?!)Mr. Kirishima shouted.

(Detective Man is our Dad now?!) Eri yelled.

(I KNEW IT! Hand over the money Izuku!) Himiko victoriously smiled, reaching out her hand to the stuck boy.

"When did we bet on this?!"

(We didn't.)

"Then why do I have to give you money?! Besides I thought they were dating already!" Izuku yelled back, making Inko grow even more red.

(Wait, he isn't your Dad?) Mina grew embarrassed about her assumption.

(Nah, he's totally our Dad! Suck it cop man! You're our Dad now!) Himiko pointed to Naomasa.

Eri mimicked her sister. (Yeah! Suck it Dad!)

(Eri!" Izuku and Inko both screamed.

Pony's head was barely following what was happening. Translating was already taxing but to actually understand the chaos around her was way beyond her. "Izuku! What's happening?!"

"I don't know!"

After spending the next half hour clarifying that he was not in fact dating Inko, Naomasa settled on a beach towel while watching the kids play. Himiko turns out couldn't enter the water. He asked Inko about her new abilities, and apparently while she could change her shape to an equal mass of whatever she mimicked in the end she was still composed of a mud like muscle. If diluted enough, her form would fall apart. After she tried having a glass of water at a young age, she was slower to respond and had a tough time keeping herself together. They experimented by taking a piece of her and putting it in a glass of water. Normally she could summon broken parts of herself back to her main body. She could even survive being cut in half, but couldn't control the pieces independently. The finger that was in the water became too diluted, essentially dying.

Now Himiko had to avoid getting wet or else she might literally melt.

That didn't stop Himiko from shapeshifting into a big Mantis Shrimp and letting Eri ride her as they chased Izuku and the others in an odd game of tag. He might not have noticed one other thing so soon if that Tsunotori girl pointed it out.

When Izuku talked, he spoke Japanese as clear as day. Pony struggled to fully understand the language but kept conversation with him perfectly in English. Izuku was diagnosed quirkless, that was a fact. If he somehow got a new quirk from being quirkless then there was little doubt about his return. First things first, as much as Naomasa hated it, he had to make sure Izuku was clean.

"Izuku!" He called out in a friendly manner.

"Yeah?"

"Didn't you score pretty high on the exam?"

"Um, I scored ok."

"OK?!" Himiko screeched. "If you did just 'ok' then I would have failed!"

"Did you cheat on him or something?" Eijiro asked.

"What? No, I mean that Izuku scored really high and I did just enough to pass."

"Oh, gotcha."

"And what rank did your 'ok' score get you Izuku?" Naomasa teasingly asked. He needed the conversation to flow naturally, in order for him to ask the next question without suspicion.

"He got third!" Eri shouted before Izuku could weasel his way out of it.

"Impressive. You're not hiding a quirk are you Izuku?" He asked with a chuckle. Throwing in a loose accent to make sure that Tsunotori girl didn't catch any of it. As far as he knew everyone else knew of Izuku's quirklessness.

"Nope, just did my best." Izuku said with a hint of pride.

Truth.

Naomasa spotted that Ashido did not seem very happy at that question but didn't push. Looks like quirkless is a sensitive subject for her. He should run a background check around her and double check things.

"Awesome job man!" Eijiro slapped Izuku on the back.

"Ow."

"Good job bro!" Himiko smacked the same spot with a big paddle hand.

"Ow!"

Eri ran up from behind, adding her hand to the red spot.

"OW!"

"Aw come on guys! Leave poor Izuku alone." Mina said coming up beside Izuku.

"Thank you Mina-AH!" Izuku was betrayed by his pink friend, who had pinched the sore spot.

Eri charged up to Mina. "Stay away from the cheeks!"

"I wasn't going to touch his cheeks!" Mina defended herself.

"Show me your hands!"

"..."

Putting her hand into a finger gun, she aimed it right at Mina. "Hands up!"

Izuku glanced behind himself, Mina's hand was right above his butt primed for the pinching! "Mina, if you've ever considered me a friend, please don't pinch my cheeks."

"..."

"PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR CRIMINAL SCUM!" Eri yelled, intensifying her finger guns.

"Izuku just what kind of hero videos are you watching with her?" Himiko asked.

"Now's not the time!"

*Pinch*

"AH! Mina!"

Himiko morphed herself into a brightly colored gauss rifle, right into Eri's hands. "Bang!" Eri said, a patch of sludge going right into Mina's face.

"Hrmph!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Mina leapt away to avoid mores sludge bullets.

"Haha yeah!" Eijiro shifted his arm to become longer, a barrel forming at the end. He hadn't had much practice with launching shard bullets, but doing blunt slow moving pellets? Easy.

"Pew pew!" He shot at Eri, the red marbles bouncing harmlessly off her.

"Traitor!" Eri turned around, Himiko turning into a large baton. The little girl spun it around, showcasing her living weapon.

"Yo Eri, you're really into this." Eijrio said, backing up from the intimidating girl.

"RAH!" Eri swung right towards him. He shifted a three foot crystal rod to block the hit, backing away from the fierce attacks that a twelve year old could summon.

"Eijibro!" Mina called out, holding out her hand. The redhead created a six foot crystal rod and tossed it to Mina who caught it and twirled it around.

"Did my looks remind you of Maul?"

"..yeah.."

"Dope." Mina grinned, brandishing her new weapon.

Pony watched the Midoriya sisters battle against Eijiro and Mina with a passion she never saw before from them. (Will they be alright?)

Izuku nodded nonchalantly. "Don't worry, Eri is just ally excited about being at the beach."

(You don't say..)

All Izuku did was smile, watching his family, his friends having an awesome time. Sure they didn't need the beach to do it, but knowing that he put the omnitrix to good use without any repercussions felt amazing. Pony took a glance at Izuku, who just seemed happy to be alive. Without warning she hugged him.

"Ah!" Izuku flinched under her grip, hissing as she was unintentionally squeezing his bruised spot. "W-what's up?"

Pony turned to look at him, smiling. (I'm just happy you invited me to this.) She then squeezed one last time before running off to join in the play fight. Izuku rubbed the soar spot, smiling once again.

Yeah, life was good.

"Alien life form detected."

WHAFUHASFHAUHFG WHAT?!

"Non Earth based life form detected within background scan perimeter."

"Where?!" He hissed into the omnitrix.

"Three miles southwest."

Oh All Might help him now. Aliens, on EARTH?! What was he supposed to do?! Should he leave and track down the alien? Welltheymighthavebeenlivinghereforyearssomaybeheshouldn'tdisturbthembuthteymightknowabouttheomnitrixyetthatwassupposedtobeasecretand-

"Lifeform has left the perimeter."

….No worries then? NO! BIG WORRY! There was an alien in Musutafu and if anyone had any responsibility that involved aliens then he did! But he couldn't leave now, everyone would notice. Mina and Pony still didn't know about the omnitrix, and as far as Izuku knew Naomasa still thought the watch was a PQE. Ah man he hoped this wasn't going to be a thing he had to constantly watch out for ON TOP of bullies and Yakuza.

Next chapter, first day of classes! Will Izuku be shunned for his quirkless status? How will Pony handle discovering his lack of quirk but language abilities? What next will the omnitrix reveal? Not transformation, I'm saving that for later. Besides, it's not the focus of the story.

PQE stands for Permanent Quirk Effect

Any grammar errors please point it out

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 13

"Do you too have everything?"

"Yes Mom."

"Yeh."

"Izuku, did you bring your PQE id with you?"

"Of course I-"

"Outside the watch?"

Izuku sighed, tapping the omnitrix and manifesting his id for his mother. She did make a point, he couldn't store all his personal belongings inside it. Hopefully he wouldn't be stolen from behind Eijiro and Mina's back at UA.

"Ha, Mom called you out!" Himiko rejoiced in her minor victory.

"Are you wearing your uniform Himiko?" Inko looked skeptical about her outfit. Himiko tugged at her skirt, not looking her mother in the eye.

"Of course, I'm wearing it aren't I?"

It did appear she was wearing the outfit, the grey blazer, red tie, white button up shirt. The only difference between her and Izuku was that she was wearing a black skirt instead of his pants, and he had his classic red shoes on. Inko walked forward, Himiko taking a step back but was blocked by Izuku.

"N-now my s-sweet, d-dear brother. W-we must m-make hast i-if we a-are to."

Inko reached over, plucking a piece of Himiko's jacket and rubbing it between her fingers. It collapsed into purple mud. "Himiko, you can at least where the uniform I bought."

"But I don't need clothes!"

"Himi!" Eri came from around the corner holding Himiko's real uniform. "Are you going to school naked?"

"Yes/no!"

"BWAHAHAHAHA!" Mina tried to keep herself up as she laughed with Eijiro. "Your Mom had to force you to wear clothes to school on the first day?!"

"That's like, the most common scenario for bad dreams! And you want to live that?! HAHAHA!" Eijiro couldn't keep it up, falling down with Mina as they suffocated on hilarity of the story.

"Izukuuuu, they're being mean to me." Himiko shrunk into a child like version of herself, the real clothes remaining their same size loosely hanging off her limbs.

"Himiko, please change back before someone sees us with a nearly naked little girl." Izuku pleaded, nervously looking around to make sure no one was watching.

"Hmph, fine." Himiko stretched back out to fill her outfit, overly stretching some areas as she became a mature woman. "Is this ok?"

"No! I don't need to have this image in my brain on the first day of school!" Izuku ran ahead, leaving the three behind.

"Isn't UA this way?" Mina pointed ahead, left of where Izuku just ran off to.

"He's probably taking a shortcut." Himiko shrugged. Eijiro gaped at her, an incredible secret being referenced so casually. Once the blonde caught his gaze, she froze realizing her slip up.

"But...how would that be faster?"

Farts, bitchin farts she slipped up. How was she going to save this? Can't straight up tell her, can't just not say anything, but she could switch it up to something Mina would snap to.

"Not a shortcut to school." Himiko's smile twisted as her hair coiled in on itself. "But to his lady friend."

'Aaahhhh, gotcha." Mina nodded, smiling in acceptance. "I was hesitant at first but she seems nice and not quirkest."

Eijiro was oddly quiet, not adding onto their conversation with something about manliness or yelling. Himiko gave him the stink eye, slowly turning back into her normal form and poking his eye directly.

"Woah hey! Going for the eyes is not manly."

"Not like it hurt bud." Himiko guided the three to the school, walking along the street with her taking the lead for once. "So, Eijiro, what do you think of Pony?"

"Already going to a first name basis?" Mina poked her, the finger indenting her until Himiko filled it back out.

"I'll be honest, I forgot her last name. Pony is much easier, plus she's American so she probably likes that more."

"True true."

Himiko glanced back to Eijiro, who was again silent. This was the pattern now, Pony would come up in conversation, and he'd go quiet. This was weird, he was weird, and gosh Izuku definitely wouldn't talk about it. He keeps things secret unless it's too late, or he feels he has to.

Why were boys such bitches sometimes?

Izuku teleported when he knew he was out of sight, just close enough to where he could say hi to Pony before going on. Today was the first day, a fresh start. He had a bunch of friends now, maybe he could make more. Glancing at the omnitrix, a blanket of content fell over him. If he kept it safe so far, managing to keep it his greatest secret that hardly anyone knew. No one knew the deeper truth, and he wanted it to stay that way.

He opened up his classroom door, stepping into the place with as much confidence as he could muster. A few kids looked his way, but their stares weren't stares, they were just quick glances. The board had writing left on it, telling everyone who came in there was no assigned seating. Huh, much more lax than he expected of UA. This time, instead of trying to take a seat in the back he grabbed one around the middle.

"Hey." Someone said to his left. It was a boy with black hair and sharp amber eyes. "I'm Natsuki Subaru."

"Oh! I'm Midoriya Izuku, nice to meet you."

"I'm giving you a heads up, I might zone out in class here and there so if I look like I'm..." He gave an empty gaze behind Izuku, then returned to the present. "Like that, just give me a nudge."

"Um, alright."

"Heads up!" *CRASH*

Both boys looked at the newcomer, Izuku lighting up immediately.

A woman walked in wearing a green outfit, black spots on the joints, and wooden pieces over her like an exoskeleton. She had multicolored eyes and short dark hair that contrasted her pale skin, tossing up an eightball and catching it in her hand. As she came into the room she approached the trash can in the corner of the room, a large binder now the only content inside. "Nice, made it."

"You're the trickshot hero, Cueball!"

"Yep! That's me! Cool, I'm not very popular so I'm surprised you know me-"

"You graduated from Shiketsu high and managed to jump to immediate hero work from cashing in favors from heroes you worked with during your internships! You mostly work by being able to gather information from tons of different sources! Your favorite pastime is hanging out at public areas with free games, taking chances, making mistakes, and-"

"Alright gonna stop you right there before you reveal my social security number to the class." She joked, eliciting a chuckle from the rest of the students. Izuku felt slightly embarrassed, shrinking into his seat.

"Sensei! What did you throw in the trash can?" Someone asked.

"Oh, that? It was all your names and personal info along with a custom made curriculum for the year."

It sounded like it was supposed to be a joke, but no one was laughing. After fifteen seconds she finally coughed into her hand. "Right, welcome to the business course. We'll do quick introductions and head over to the entrance ceremony. There we'll get a gist of what is going to happen."

"Um, sensei, was that really our-"

"Alright we have our first volunteer!" Cueball tossed her eightball to the kid, who clumsily caught it before it could knock his head around.

"Name, goal, quirk, fun fact, pretty much like every other school up until now. This is your first impression so make it count. Well, broccoli head's second impression."

The class laughed again, Izuku trying not to be the center of attention again. He really hoped she was wrong, this school being the same as the others was the last thing he wanted.

"Well, I'm Satou Kazuma. I yearn for true gender equality and want to make a bunch of money doing it and live an easy life. My quirk is applied luck, I can increase my chances in anything as long as I can realistically make it happen. Unfortunately I can't use it for others, especially a useless drunk-"

"Let's not bring in our outside troubles just yet." Cueball interrupted before Kazuma vented his emotions. "Alright, toss it to someone else."

Kazuma tossed it to some other kid who looked like a skeleton, a literal skeleton. "Right, my name is Ainz Ooal Gown."

"Is that your real name?" Cueball asked.

"It is my legal name."

"Continue on then."

"My quirk is dead. Most of my emotions and basic human sympathies are dead. I don't know if I can die but I don't want to find out. Because of this I am much more logical and don't desire simple pleasures, only seeking out large scale ambitions to fill myself. I will conquer the business world."

Izuku was scribbling down so many questions right now. The origin, if his quirk was triggered by something, if he was still capable of basic pleasures but didn't care about them, and so many other things that came to his mind. While Izuku could figure out so many different way he could have been a hero, joys of battle or saving someone might not apply to him. Business was a good area to-

"Looks like someone was a much better student than I was." Cueball's notice got even more laughter, attention back on Izuku. "Next!"

"I am Tanya Degurechaff. No, I'm not a child. Just cursed with a powerful quirk that whenever I use it I age down."

Such a downside, but that made Izuku want to see that quirk even more!

"Naofumi Iwatani, shield quirk, you leave me alone I leave you alone."

That shield on his arm looked cool, he wondered how it would hold up to Eijiro's powers.

"Seiya Ryuguin, my quirk is on a need to know basis."

Izuku was going to find out, just a matter of time.

"Rimuru Tempest! My quirk is slime, but I can also absorb stuff and take its shape."

Wait, does he, she? Take on all the properties of whatever he absorbs?! That could be very strong.

"Sora, I can hold someone to a promise if I beat them in a game, and I never lose."

Within someone's ability to keep the promise or can it go even further and make them fly if he so chose?

"Suzuki Ichirou, my quirk lets me know the estimated value of anything I see."

Anything? Izuku glanced at the watch. No, better not try and ask. It would cause trouble for sure.

"Yōji Itami, I just have a translation quirk. Maybe I'll join a good section of the military after this."

Was it as good, or better than the omnitrix's translation? Izuku hasn't really been able to test the limits of it so far, but he hasn't even found one so far.

"Aletta, my quirk is Demon heat. It's really only good for cooking and keeping food warm, but I plan on learning more skills in business so I can run a restaurant one day!"

A quirk that only applies to heating food? No, she said it's only good for food so maybe it can't generate fire or exceed certain temperatures. So many different people with such interesting quirks! It seemed amazing to see how the business course students were here not just to run hero agencies, but be the best in business in general or apply these skills in different ways.

"Look out!"

Izuku glanced up, barely catching the ball before it smacked his face. Oh my All Might he was so glad his reflexes had improved with Himiko's antics, and the training with Eijiro plus Mina. Couldn't forget the times he almost got erased from existence when he first started training Eri's quirk.

"Anytime."

Crap! He was off to a horrible start today. "I-I'm Midoriya Izuku. I have friends in the hero course and, well, I want to help them achieve their goals by building up a good agency for them. Nice to meet everyone." He bowed.

"So, what's your quirk?" Kazuma asked.

"Yeah, you didn't mention it." Subaru pointed out.

"W-well, that's…" Deep breaths, this was a new school that was the best in the country, arguably the world. Quirkism wouldn't be tolerated, shouldn't be, hopefully. "I'm quirkless."

All eyes were on him, stinging his skin and burning through his clothes. It would have been easy if there were whispers, or disdain looks, but it was empty. He couldn't tell what they were thinking because they didn't make any noise or expressed anything clear to him. Izuku glanced over each one, getting no indication what they thought of him. The only one that was different than the rest was Suzuki Ichirou who was fixated on his watch. Everything was going wrong, but he couldn't confirm it because no one did anything. Someone talk, anyone, the silence is hurting his ears.

"O-oh, look at the time!" Cueball pointed at the clock. "We should get to the entrance ceremony."

Dear All Might this day was becoming awful. At least he would see his friends at the ceremony.

"What about the entrance ceremony?" Mina asked.

"That's pointless. We're going to do something productive." Mr. Hobo said to the class.

(Is this really our teacher, or did the janitor bring us here?) Pony aloud, accidentally speaking in english.

"Shut it horse face." The angry blond grumbled, barely audible to those directly around him. Their teacher's eyes narrowed at him, getting him to shut it immediately.

"Keep in mind, if I see no potential, or anything telling me you don't belong here I won't hesitate to expel you on the spot."

That warning sent shivers down the student's backs. It felt like a real threat, but a teacher shouldn't be allowed to expel someone on the first day.

"That doesn't sound fair at all." A brunette commented.

"Life isn't fair, those telling you that's wrong are either preaching or selling something." After getting no replies, he continued. "Right, let's not waste anymore time. Itsuka Kendo."

"Yes sir." The redhead stepped forward.

Hobo teacher tossed a ball to her, who caught it easily. "Step in the circle, throw the ball, don't hold back."

She nodded, reporting to immediately follow through with the instruction.

"Oh, and don't do anything reckless."

Halting for a moment, she took the warning seriously, more so than the others at the passing remark. Gripping the ball tightly, a vibrating pink energy enveloped it. Ituka cocked her arm back, sparks of her energy starting to channel all around her arm.

*BOOM*

With a powerful throw, a small shockwave kicked up wind around the class. It went farther than their eyes could track, going who knows where with a streak of pink fading behind it. A device in their teacher's hand beeped, displaying a number, 809.34 meters.

"So manly." Eijiro whispered in awe.

(Her arm doesn't look so good.) Pony was instantly worried for the girl who was rubbing it. It was inflamed with a couple dark spots along the limb.

(Yeah, it might be bruised.)

Her hair whipped around her head as she turned to the other English speaker. It was a girl with audio jacks hanging from her ears and a passive personage.

(Hey, I'm Jiro Kyoka.)

Jiro shielded her eyes as Pony summoned the power of the sun in her smile.

(You speak English!) She squealed, grabbing Jiro's hands and bouncing up and down. (I'm Pony Tsunotori, Tsunotori Pony I mean. I forget people here introduce themselves last name first first name last. Just call me Pony!)

(Sure. You can call me whatever.)

(This is so awesome! I only have one friend who speaks English but they have a translation quirk so it's not fair. He's in the business course, and he's going to help some of us get started on our hero careers earlier than most!)

Jiro took a moment to translate the words in her head, now realizing why she must be talking so much. If you had so much on your mind that you wanted to get out but never could in time you would take advantage of situations like this.

That angry blond groaned again, sticking his fingers in his ears so he didn't have to listen to the spew of English. Eijiro felt himself looking at the guy, something nagging him about the stranger.

"Bakugo you're up."

Bakguo, Bakugo, if nostalgia was a guy named Requis it was proceeding to enter Eijiro's skull with brute force. The guy in question stepped up, grabbing a new ball from a bucket and gripping it harshley. His mouth took a feral grin, but after shaking his head he seemed more focused. Yet that raw rage was still in him.

*BOOM*

Jiro clutched her ears as the ball rocketed into the sky with massive force, leaving a smoking trail behind it.

705.2 meters.

"Tch. Sensei, let me go again." Bakugo requested with some bite in his voice.

"No, that would waste time. If you're not doing your best the first time then why should I let you go again?"

While another high score was drawing attention, nothing else grabbed Eijiro besides that quirk. The hair, those eyes, the explosions, the rage. Bakugo was back, Izuku's biggest bully, both of them at UA. He should be demanding how the hell he was here, but obviously he was and no way did UA not know about the stain on his record. How was he going to tell Izuku about this? Hey, I found the guy you gave you plenty of scars and burns and nearly killed you a few times. Don't worry though, he's in a different class than you. Yeah right, like that was going to fly.

Hold on, if Izuku could keep secrets, couldn't Eijiro? This did involve Izuku directly though, and a heads up would probably be good for him. Yet Eijiro was sure he could protect Izuku, those explosions did nothing last time and he's gotten way harder than he was years ago. It was the first day, no one wanted to cause trouble, so he could wait for a better time to tell his best friend.

"Pst" Mina whispered to his ear. "You're up."

"Crap, thanks!" He smiled to her, ready to meet the challenge head on. First instinct was to just chuck it as far as he could, or shoot it with one of his crystals, but time and time again Izuku always suggested new creative ways to handle situations with his quirk. Being smart about something was manly.

"Sensei, what counts as the ground?" Eijiro asked, making others whisper around them.

"What you see before you."

"So this." He pointed ahead at all the dirt. "Is the only thing considered the ground?"

"If you're going to do something, do it."

"Alright!" Eijiro took off his shoes, tossing them to the side and dug his heels into the ground. He held the ball directly in front of him, and dropped it.

"What the hell?!"

"Is he trying to get expelled?!"

A red crystal shot out from the ground, spearing the ball. It kept growing, and growing, taking it higher but more importantly farther. Other crystals came from the ground to support the main one as its mass increased. Eijrio pushed as far as he could, but he never had the chance to make large creations such as this. Somewhere he messed up, the crystal slipping off the supports and hitting the ground.

90.5 meters.

"Ah dang, that's hardly as good as the other scores." Rubbing the back of his head, he tried not to feel embarrassed. Hopefully there were tests that would show off his better side.

"No." Their teacher interrupted. "But you did just create a single mass of diamond-like material that is taller than our school. You never were able to push yourself before were you?"

"Uh, not like this no sir." He confessed. While there were sand pits or other things like that he could practice in specialty quirk gyms they never had stuff that could handle this.

"Listen up everyone. This is why we're doing this. The fitness tests you did hindered the growth of your potential. It's my job to find out what you can do and have you do at least five times better than that by the end of the first year. Understood?"

"Yes sir!"

Wow, this guy may not look it, or act like it, but he's a good guy isn't he?

"By the way, can you undo this?" He asked.

"Yes sir!" Eijiro stuck his foot back into the earth, absorbing all of his crystals and leaving holes in the dirt.

"It will have to do, Tsunotori."

Hearing her name the American came to throw the ball, but remembering what Eijiro did she wanted to try something different too. So, plucking off one of her horns she stuck the ball on it, carrying it as far as her quirk allowed before it dropped.

2414.02 meters.

Which was very far.

"Yeah! Go Pony!" Mina cheered. A few others joined it with brief hollers or respectful clapping.

"A marvelous display."

"Truly a score worthy of an international student!"

"I hope those horns help with riding. OUCH!"

Jiro had stabbed the midget with her ear jack, sending a quick vibration through his brain.

"Next."

A few students started to come up with unique ideas of their own to use. A frog person whipping her tongue around like a fishing rod to cast the ball pretty far. One speedster twirling in place, building up momentum until he kicked the ball. Mina followed his example, but added a bit of acid to the ball so it was lighter. Someone even made a functioning drone from their stomach and carried it farther than anyone else had so far. That was until a girl took away its gravity and let it float off into space.

So many cool quirks, everyone trying their best, the pursuit of becoming better than you were yesterday.

This day was awesome!

This day was not awesome!

Izuku had noticed all the looks his classmates kept stealing during the ceremony. While it felt like hours it might have been just a few minutes. Their principal had been talking about how life was similar to the harsh conditions of nature and how school could be compared to a circle of life. It was interesting, until he went on a tangent about random facts concerning eucalyptus trees. Checking the clock on the side wall, Izuku discovered it really had been hours.

"-as the baby koala's can't digest the leaves quite yet, they rely on consuming their mother's-"

How much longer did they have to endure this?

*snore*

In the back of the auditorium, Cueball was sleeping while leaning on a pool stick she summoned. She had abandoned them to escape to dreamland.

"-there have been rumors going around that we have some new teachers. One in particular a very popular hero."

It would be worth the waiting, the glances, all of it if Izuku could see the man in person!

"I can confirm those rumors. They do indeed work here."

Yes!

"So, it's my pleasure." The principal moved to the side. A brighter spotlight filling where he was.

YES!

"To welcome our new staff member-" Nezu held his paw up, UA's ceremonial tune combined with the hero's first movie theme.

YES!

"...our new staff member…" Nezu wiggled his paw still in the air. The music cut out, lights returning to normal. Lunch Rush came from back stage, giving Nezu a note card and quickly retreating. He briefly read it, sticking it in his little vest jacket, and held his hand outwards.

"Our new staff member, Cueball!"

"Huh what?" Said hero was awoken, reprocessing the words she was half awake to hear.

"Oh shit that's me."

She jogged between the students and up to the large stage. Grabbing the edges she hoisted onto the platform with her upper body, no grace, no grand entrance. While Izuku normally would have been happy with pretty much any hero to speak, to suddenly go from the excitement of the number one to…number three hundred twenty six.

"Hey everyone! I'm going to spare you the misery of staying stuck in here any longer. So, in short, I'm going to leave you with some simple instructions. I won't say it will take you far, but it will take you in the right direction. You don't have to be famous to make a difference after all."

For the first time he saw her, Cueball turned serious, taking a quick breath of air before speaking to them. Yet Izuku swore she was looking right at him. "Run like hell because you always need to. Laugh at everything because it's always funny. Never be cruel, and never be cowardly. If you ever are, always make amends."

There was a grimace, a hint of regret in her tone. Izuku didn't recall any particular failure in her career. Yet that was it, he knew of her career but not anything in her own life.

"Now, let's start this year with a smile." Cueball said, getting off the stage and standing in front of her class.

Without further instructions they followed her, no longer questioning that odd behavior demonstrated earlier. The other teachers brought their students to their own classes, to instruct, to teach, to lead them to carve a better future. While in a stupor of thought, Izuku's body went on auto pilot following his teacher until they were back in the class.

"Ok everyone, lunch is provided but you don't have to stick around." Cueball announced, taking a chair and sitting down. She pulled out a paper newspaper, one that Izuku was not aware still existed.

Izuku grabbed his backpack, making sure he had everything. He brought it assuming there was a packet or something he would take home, but Cueball obviously had a very different teaching style.

"Where is it?" Suzuki asked aloud, patting himself over.

"Where's what?" Subaru wondered, a few others listening in.

"My watch, I think I might have dropped it."

Cueball peeked over the pages, watching the scene unfold. "Care to describe it?"

"Well, it's green and black."

Kazuma peeked over to where Izuku was.

"Has a metal ring around the face."

Naofumi cared to pay attention to him.

"Two buttons and knobs on the side."

Tanya scowled over at them.

"And a green hourglass on the face."

Izuku was frozen in place, his hand covering the omnitrix. This, is the worst case scenario. Someone noticed the watch, and is trying to get it. Even worse, it got everyone to pay attention to him.

"Um, are you talking about the one on Midoriya's wrist?" Aletta pointed at Izuku.

Izuku felt like he was going to throw up, already sick of school again.

"What? Hey! Give me my watch!" Suzuki shouted, not letting anyone attempt to ignore what was happening. He stomped up to Izuku, holding out his hand. "I'll forgive you if you give it back now."

"B-but, it's n-not yours."

"Yes it is, give it back."

"I've h-had this f-for years."

"Stop lying, just because you're quirkless doesn't mean I'm going to show obligated pity."

While Izuku didn't appreciate the circumstance, he reluctantly agreed in his heart that he didn't want pity. Yet, he couldn't really believe him since he was trying to lie about the omnitrix. "I d-don't need pity."

"Fine, then I'll just get Sensei to make you give it back. Sensei!"

"Yes?"

"Midoriya has stolen my watch, I request you to have him return my property."

Cueball's shoulders fell, the woman not enjoying this at all. "I swear, there's always one of them every year in the business course."

Quirkless, it always came down to that. No matter if he was right, or justified, or doing his best and not bothering anyone. There was no way he was going to be able to help his friends at this rate, or help take care of his family. Maybe he should find a way to contact the one who gave him the watch, send it to someone who was useful.

"Is the watch Suzuki's?" Cueball shook her eightball, ignoring everyone else. "'My sources say no.' Sorry Suzuki, but it has been spoken."

"Did she seriously ask the ball?" Kazuma flatly asked.

"Completely unnecessary." Ainz agreed.

"Sensei, do we have to be here for this?" Tanya stood up, wanting to leave.

"Oh magic eightball, is Izuku the owner of the watch then?" She shook it a little more aggressively, then waited for it to give a clear answer. "'Yes definitely', there you have it. The watch belongs to Midoriya."

"B-but Sensei!" Suzuki yelled again.

"Stop, you're making a fool of yourself." Yōji came up, putting a hand on Midoriya's shoulder.

Izuku kept spinning his head around, looking at all of them. This was the smallest chance, nearly a complete impossibility. The notion of strangers defending him was beyond his comprehension.

"Midoriya, do you have any proof on you that the watch is yours?" Naofumi asked from his seat in the back.

Proof, what proof would...THANK YOU MOM!

"Y-yes! I have an ID for it!"

"An ID for a watch?"

"Is it really expensive?"

"I was just expecting a photo taken with him wearing it from before today."

Not focusing on the confusion, Izuku pulled out his PQE card and held it out. Tanya grabbed it, looking it over. "Huh, so it was useless in the end."

"What do you mean? You don't get an ID for a watch." Suzuki tried to reason, but Cueball came up from behind and read over the card.

"A PQE, permanent quirk effect, caused from someone else using their quirk on the victim or recipient. From changing someone's hair color, to taking away a sense, it's basically a scar not caused from wounding them." Their teacher summarized.

"So he tried to steal a scar?" Kazuma bluntly asked.

"Yep!" Cueball affirmed. "But he's not walking away with nothing!" Going to her desk, she pulled out a paper and scribbled a couple words on it not caring for handwriting. Handing it to Suzuki he stared at it oddly.

"What is this?"

"A note for your parents as to why you're expelled."

"WHAT?! But that isn't some scar! My quirk said it has value, more than anything in the entire world! It doesn't work on scars!"

"Cool, now we know why you tried to do it. Doesn't change the fact you're expelled."

Izuku had a teacher who cared, he had classmates who stood up for him, while he would have loved to be able to see All Might today, he preferred this.

"Damn, that's crazy." Eijiro shoveled another slice of well cooked meat into his mouth. "I can't tell which of us is going to have a crazier class."

"My guess is the one where you're using quirks freely to beat each other up." Himiko added, waving her spoon in the air before going back to her jello.

"I never knew your watch was a PQE! How did I not know this?!" Mina held Izuku's arm, messing with his watch. "At least now I know why it doesn't tell the time."

Izuku just let her do what she would do. A setting to lock the user input to him alone was one of the best things he discovered to help keep the secret.

"Hi friends!" Pony sat down next to Izuku. She had taken the extra time to grab herself one of the steaks with a side of potatoes. (Izuku, I met someone else in class who speaks English!)

"That's great Pony!" Izuku beamed. There was some concern that she might have a harder time in class, but now those were put at ease.

"So, you guys want to do something after this?" Himiko asked.

"I was going to see if All Might was around, but it doesn't look like he's here today." Izuku grumbled, disappointed to not add his favorite's hero signature to his collection.

(Same.) Pony added.

"Ha! Predictable Izuku." Eijiro clapped his buddy's shoulder, smiling in content.

'Alien life form detected in long range active scanning.'

Izuku flinched, the action hidden under Eijiro's clapping. After the incident at the beach, he set the omnitrix to a wider scanning range to try and discover the alien again. He didn't want to be discovered, but he really needed answers. "I-I have to go!"

Izuku bolted up from his seat, grabbing his backpack and running to the bathrooms. He had to get there before they teleported, or flew away, phase shifted, or some other alien thing. There was a chance they might haveWOAH!

He narrowly dodged a sickly blond man coming out of the bathroom who looked like he would have snapped in half if the wind blew the wrong way.

"S-sorry!" Izuku slid past, making his way to one of the stalls.

"Hope that boy is ok. Lunch Rush isn't known for undercooking his meals." Yagi thought aloud.

Izuku is off to find the alien! Who could it be? What do they want? And what will they do once they discover the omnitrix?

None of the characters referenced are completely accurate to their canon counterparts. These are MHA universe versions that have quirks as their powers and their own motivations. No magic.

Any grammar errors please point it out

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 14

*Skreee*

The great flash of emerald light seeped out of the sides of the door frame. Izuku hesitantly opened the door, peeking outside of it and looking around. There was an alien somewhere here, hidden, doing something with alien parts and otherworldly thinking. Yet he could not make out why it would be near a hotsprings resort.

Stepping out of the porter potty he somehow teleported in, Izuku checked out the woods he was in. The blossoms danced around the air, making it all seem much more magical. Squatting down, Izuku narrowed his eyes at the petals.

"Omnitrix, are these alien plants?"

"Negative, the origin of this vegetation is terrestrial."

"Ok, good to know." Feeling safer he picked one up, flicking it over his finger. Just what was an alien doing here? Pulling up a local holomap of the area on his watch, he double checked everything that was around. No ships, pods, anything besides the resort hot springs for over a hundred miles. Nothing screamed alien, and that made it feel even more disturbing.

"Show me where the alien is on the map."

It zoomed in, right into the outdoor area in one of the three main pools. It began to line out details of what was inside, the rocks, mini waterfalls, wooden basins, and even the skin of-

"NOPEnopenopenopenoOOpe!" Slapping his hand over the image, Izuku made the minimap go away, along with what burned into his brain.

Turning to the resort, and back down the road, and one final time to the resort, Izuku sighed in defeat. He was going to have to go in there to find the alien, no matter how much he really didn't want to. Number one problem, he didn't want his identity discovered and nothing screamed 'look at me' like a UA uniform. Izuku needed new clothes before anything else.

"Ok, time to get a new look." Izuku dialed up the omnitrix, scrolling through the many features of it. There was one idea he had that was simple. Go inside the storage function, walk through many malls or even his own room and pick something out. But he liked the feeling of fiddling with the watch as he was brainstorming. An outfit, simple, not school uniform, easy to change out of if needed. Putting down all the menus he defaulted to scroll through the vast collection of over a million aliens.

"Incubator, Kineceleran, Dalek, Tetramand, Kryptonian, Incursean, there's something I'm missing." He needed clothes, not looking at other life forms. It would be cool if he could use their abilities briefly, but Eijiro and Himiko were permanently changed to get those powers. Going from quirkless to suddenly not would get tons of attention.

Izuku didn't even need that, he just needed to change outfits. His fingers paused when he hovered over the still image of a Polymorph, nicknamed Goop. The alien had an anti-gravity projector above its head to keep its form together in harsher gravity outside its homeworld. It was machine, but still registered as what the omnitrix added to its species to aid it. Scrolling back to previous ones Izuku saw that many forms had clothing, armor, containers, helmets, so many things the omnitrix rendered to let the aliens be compatible with a set world.

*click, beep, beep* Izuku altered the world the omnitrix was rendering the aliens to, changing from earth to a water based planet. Their outfits shifted drastically, giving nearly all of them diver suits or scuba gear if they needed it. "Wow."

It was amazing, the omnitrix didn't just store worlds, it knew what each species needed to survive in any climate and made outfits for them to adapt. If it could do that, could it change his own clothing to whatever he wanted? Izuku scrolled over to human, seeing himself in the hologram standing emotionless in his outfit. Locking the omnitrix to it, he scrolled through outfits it had. It had saved plenty of outfits he had worn automatically, from All Might merch to All Might merch to his previous school's outfit to All Might merch to….he didn't wear anything else did he?

*click*

"This is...different." Izuku noted the new outfit. Black t-shirt, blue jeans, prequirk shoes, and a nice green jacket with a white stripe down one side with a ten in the middle of it. It was surprisingly simple, subtle, but felt like one of a kind. It wasn't eye catching like his hero themed clothes, or school outfits to rise people's suspicion.

"Omnitrix, can you save what I have on me and put this on?"

"Affirmative."

Before he could do it, there was one last change he needed to make. "Make the shoes have a red theme, then issue previous question as instruction."

"Affirmative" *Skreeep*

A wave of energy emerged from the omnitrix, replacing his clothes with the one selected. Izuku felt comfortable in the oddly durable clothes. Moving his arms around, he felt no restraint to his movement. It was like a casual hero outfit!

"It's perfect."

Toshinori let himself relax into the cushioned seat. It wasn't easy for him to keep being the number one hero, especially with his health condition and limited time. Finding out his successor was in EraserHead's class nearly spit out a glob of blood, but she handled it well. Even if she can only use a fraction of One for All's power in short bursts, at least all she got was bruising instead of exploded limbs. Chiyo would throw a fit if that was the case.

Now all he had to do was some paperwork and he could catch up on some new episodes of some show about himself that he didn't even know they made until recently. "Domestic Might." It had him as the secret husband of Uwabami and their home life. It was hilarious the stuff they came up with, and how they casted someone with an australian accent to play him!

"A PHONE CALL IS HERE! A PHONE CALL IS HERE!"

"Please, change your ringtone." Midnight pleaded, deep in her own stack of files.

That was his personal, not business, so it narrowed it down to only a handful. "Hello?"

"Toshinori, it's been a minute."

"Naomasa, it really has been a while since we've chatted."

"Yeah, how has your successor been doing?"

"EraserHead seemed to give her a hard time, but she pulled through magnificently."

"Him huh? I've got mixed feelings about that."

"So does everyone." All Might chuckled.

"Speaking of kids, I'm calling about one."

"You're a father now?!"

"W-what the hell?! No!"

"Oh, sorry. You mentioned that one girl a few times."

"She already has kids, three of them. One of them I have a few concerns about."

Ah, so that's how it is. "Hey, I'm sure it would be hard for any kid to see someone get close to their mother. I'm sure if-"

"Stop, it's about him."

"Him?" Toshinori asked gravely, whispering into the phone. He hoped he was wrong, that this was just some household drama that his buddy was calling about. A kid that…"You're not saying he had a kid are you?"

"That….isn't something I considered, but there's no resemblance as far as I can tell."

Phew.

"Yet there's too many dots connecting together for me to ignore."

Shit.

"The kid's name is Izuku Midoriya, he's a first year in the business course at the school. I want you to keep an eye out around him. He's got a good heart and pure intentions, but whatever's happening, he's at the center of it. You've might have seen him around, green curly hair-"

Huh, kind of like that kid he ran into a minute ago.

"four freckles on each cheek-"

Just like that kid.

"and big green eyes."

It was that kid!

"Toshinori?"

"It's funny, I actually met him just earlier when he rushed to the bathroom. Does he have any food intolerances?"

"No, maybe his nerves are getting to him. He's quirkless and never had the best time at school."

"Well, then I'll make sure to keep trouble away from him." Bullying, it was hard to prevent it. They couldn't stop kids from forming opinions or having certain beliefs. It was like hero or police work. They were reactive, only able to respond once someone acted against someone else.

"It's more than that, but we should talk in person more to discuss it. Just, make sure he gets back to his sister and friends alright? They're good at keeping him safe."

"Do I just wait outside the bathroom?"

"Use the cameras, get Principal Nezu involved to help."

"Sure, but I want to know everything as fast as possible."

"We can meet later today at the school, just look after the kid alright?" He sounded tired, desperate, like he had been running for miles and miles with no idea where the finish line was.

"Yeah, I will."

"Thank you."

*Pop*

"You on a trip with your family or something?"

"Something." Izuku replied, tapping his finger against his leg impatiently.

"Mhmm." The older teen hummed, noisily chewing on her gum. Her blue bangs hung over her eyes with way too much makeup. She was a stereotypical emo, but he did appreciate the subtle Midnight reference on her cuff bracelets. A geek could always spot another geek.

"Outdoor or indoor?"

"Outdoor."

"Mens or mixed?"

"Do you need to ask that?"

"Mixed it is." She jotted down, judging the teen but not really blaming what she presumed to be raging hormones.

"Wait!" Izuku placed his hand over the paper to prevent her writing down anything incriminating. "I j-just wanted to know why you needed to ask b-because usually y-you just pay for either outdoor indoor or both."

"We're considering getting rid of the mixed because of complaints, perverts, and lack of people using it. There's a chance we're going to turn it into some kiddy area, maybe. I don't know. I don't get paid enough to care." She shrugged, sliding her paper out from his hand.

"That makes sense." Izuku nodded in agreement.

"So mens or mixed?"

"M...Uh, hang on one second."

Turning around Izuku pulled up the map in a less detailed layout. The alien was in the middle, between the two. Closing the map, he faced the woman. Please let him be wrong.

"Which one is in the middle?"

"The mixed."

"...I'll use that one."

"Mmhmm."

Izuku felt very uncomfortable as she wrote down his option. "I swear I'm not a pervert."

"I don't care either way."

Maybe he should be glad for her not caring, not asking how he got here without transportation, or no friends or family with him. Just a random teenager showing up in the middle of the woods to enter a public bath.

"Here's your receipt."

"Thank you." He whispered, grabbing the paper alongside his ticket. Used to people scamming him or tricking him he double checked the information. There was, something added he noticed.

"What's this?" He pointed to the string of digits scribbled on.

"My number, hard to find someone who speaks Russian."

Joke, just a joke, he shouldn't get mad at someone telling a joke even if it wasn't funny. No one likes the quirkless boy who...hold on, she didn't know he was quirkless. Yet it was only a matter of time before anyone would find out.

"I'm going now." Reigning in his sudden anger and disappointment Izuku marched off to the changing area.

The girl left absolutely bewildered by his spike in emotion, but she didn't show it much. Leaning her face on one hand she doodled away at a sheet of paper. "Damn, and he seemed kind of geeky too."

In the changing area Izuku quickly stripped down in aggressive motions. "She didn't know, don't get mad."

Deep breathes, in and out. As much as he denied it he was still hung up over his last relationship, if it could even be called that. Anything that reminded him of it just… "Focus on the alien, nothing more."

*fwip* Something fell out of his pocket, a tiny piece of paper. Izuku didn't put anything in it, so maybe it came with the outfit? "A coupon for Mr. Smoothy's? Never heard of it."

Putting everything away Izuku made himself ready and went to the hotspring. It was really steamy, unbelievably so. Coughing into his elbow Izuku dipped himself into the-"Ouch!"

He had to pull his foot away, the water was scalding! No wonder why they were getting so many complaints about the mixed bath, no one would be able to stand these temperatures and *COugh cough* Something was in the air around it, seeping from the rocks.

"Don't worry, they'll leave soon." Someone whispered to themselves. "Unless their quirk makes them invincible."

"H-hello?" Izuku called out, but kept coughing over and over. Who would make a resort out of this spring?! It smelled like rotten eggs, he could hardly breathe, and it was way too hot.

"Gosh they're stubborn."

"Why *COUGH COUGH* are you in here? It's *COUGH COUGH HACK* got to be unhealthy for *COUGH* anyone to be around whatever is *COUGH* happening!"

"Maybe for a human." They grumbled. It sounded roughly femenine.

Izuku could make out a figure now in the heavy mist, but it was agony to keep his eyes open. They stung, something was latching onto his skin and eating it. How has no one noticed anything?! Hold up, human?

"Are you the alien?" Izuku wheezed out, kneeling down to try and balance himself. The stones weren't cold, they were nearly as hot as the water. He might be dealing with a pyronite, or maybe pyrovile, no they couldn't handle water well at all.

"Wait, can you understand me?!" Splashing approached him, soft hands grabbing his shoulder and making him face the mystery person.

"Yes, are you not speaking Japanese?" *cough cough*

"No I'm...you have a translator, a genuine translator and not that trashy google one or a quirk! You really know about aliens and aren't some wacky lonely guy in New Mexico!" The girl shook him in excitement, close enough for him to finally make out details.

She had light pink skin with purple markings around her face that matched her eyes. Those eyebrows looked like branches or horns from an elk, sticking into her sopping wet magenta hair that clung to her exposed skin. Only a towel preserving her dignity.

"Oh shoot you're still human aren't you. Hold on it must be awful for you to be breathing sulfur. I'm going to grab something, stay there."

Sulfur?! That would explain a lot.

The alien left him there, her wet feet slapping the stone as she went to grab something. Now knowing what the problem was Izuku held his breath and kept his eyes closed.

"Here." She nudged something against his head. Izuku risked opening his eyes and noticed she was holding a pair of swimming goggles and the mouthpiece of a gasmask.

"Thank *cough* you." Izuku placed both on, managing to get clean air into his lungs. "That is so much better."

"I imagine." The girl said, starting to shiver and cling to herself. Not wasting another moment she went back in the near boiling water. "Ahhhh, sweet warmth."

Izuku pulled himself up onto his feet, looking around the place. "So, did you do something to the springs here?"

"Yep." Folding her arms on the ground she rested her head, staring curiously at the human who knew so much. "So, you seem young for an officer. Plus this planet has yet to have a representative in the Galactic Federation."

"There's a Galactic Federation?"

"Yeeeaaaah, you definitely don't know anything do you." She glanced at the watch on his wrist, Izuku reflexively wanting to cover it from view.

"Is that your translator?"

"It's...something." How was he supposed to cover for it. He couldn't tell her it was an ark from another universe, or what it could do to people. But she was an alien, and knew so much more about space and the technology it holds. There was a chance that it held her species, or had obtained it by now through her.

"Wait." He got her attention. "What are you doing here?"

"I was on a trip with my family, following in my own ship but got a little too close to your sun while trying to tan. Crashed here, distress signal wasn't working, so in order to make myself comfortable in your ridiculously cold planet I used the tech that I had to carve out a path in the magma to be slightly closer to the surface."

So that's why this spring was so awful for Izuku. Whoever this was adjusted it to fit her level of comfortability, even if it was awful for humans. It was reasonable, she wasn't exactly hurting anyone so there was no real reason to come here.

"My name's Esta. What's your name?"

"Midoriya Izuku."

"Good to meet you. I can't speak the language here so it's nice to be able to talk to someone after months."

"You've been here for months?!"

Esta sighed, flipping around and reclining against the rocks in the water. "Yeah."

Her face was turned away, but Izuku bet she was close to crying. He couldn't imagine being stranded on a different world, unable to speak the language and hiding in the only place you could feel comfortable. He wanted to help her.

"Alright." Izuku got up, Esta looking back curiously. "I'm going to help you."

"How?"

"I don't know yet." He gripped the omnitrix in his hand, feeling more and more confident in it and therefore the bearer. "But I will."

Esta got out of the springs, walking straight to Izuku and wrapping her arms around him. "Thank you."

"This is an unusual request. I would have expected you to have me keep an eye on your personal student." Nezu sat at his desk, patting his paws against the keyboard.

"It might concern her." Toshinori answered the Principal, sitting right across from him. "Yet I don't want to tell her unless I have firm reason to suspect the boy."

"He already got caught in a ruckus today."

"Did he?"

"Yes, Cueball expelled a student in her class because he attempted to steal Midoriya's watch. Amusing though, because it's a PQE."

"A permanent quirk effect? Strange."

"Indeed, but now that you are bringing this up I can share my thoughts." Nezu turned his chair to face All Might directly. "The attempted thief said his quirk worked on it, giving an estimated value if it was sold."

"His quirk said the scar was valuable?"

"Yes, infinitely. I asked if he could use his quirk on organs but he said it didn't work on people, or scars."

"But aren't PQE's basically scars?"

"Yes." Nezu agreed, looking back to the monitors and clicking his mouse. "So what is that watch upon his wrist?"

Toshinori's eyes widened. So his suspicion of the boy being a secret child of All for One wasn't what they should be looking after, it was what the man might have left in the boy's life. "We need to speak with Naomasa as soon as possible."

"He's on the way, alongside others already involved." Nezu clicked the screen again, and again, checking the same thing several times over.

"Who?"

"Your previous sidekick and teacher, but I have something to ask of you."

"What do you need?" All Might preferred to ask why those two were involved and had mixed opinions about those two. Yet if All for One was alive, or his previous acts are unfolding, then they needed all hands on deck.

"Check the bathrooms to see if Midoriya is still there. Either he is feeling ill or he managed to find a way to sneak through the security to leave." Nezu flipped his screen around, showing the camera outside the bathroom. Toshinori saw the video rewind to when he ran into Midoriya, then the child going to the bathroom. Students and teachers passed by, one or two going in and out. Yet never did he see Midoriya come out, and nearly two hours had passed.

"Ok Midoriya, I'm ready!"

Izuku already dressed in his new favorite outfit turned around to see the alien. She was wearing a heavy coat lined with fur, her face barely visible in her hood with all the fuzz. Esta looked like she was about to try hiking through Antartica.

"Don't look at me like that, my planet is volcanic and way warmer than your cold rock." The woman came up to his side, looking around the area. "You didn't bring a vehicle?"

"No, I...came on foot."

"Geez you humans and your ridiculous stamina." They began walking away from the springs, Esta adjusting the straps on her back. She was carrying everything left that she owned in her bag. From technology to clothes, all her essentials. It was a shame she couldn't stay at the springs, but it would have been shut down eventually from no one else wanting to go in.

Izuku wondered how the employees never noticed how awful it was for humans in the mixed area, but if they were like that one girl at the counter they probably didn't care enough. "Ok, so you're a Kraaho right?"

"Ok, you're a shapeshifter right? Zygon, Sludge Puppy, Gem, or maybe an android?"

"I'm human, really!" Izuku held his hands up in surrender, the alien getting up in his face.

Esta narrowed her eyes at the boy, giving him a quick pinch on the arm. "Ok, a psychic?"

"No."

"Mind reader?"

"No."

"Did you read my diary?"

"No!"

"Well maybe it's one of those weird mutations I keep seeing all over the place! Seriously, the galaxy looks away from your planet for a little bit and suddenly you guys are sprouting too many traits to categorize!"

"No I'm...quirkless." Izuku admitted, ready for some harsh words or for him to be ignored. Maybe awkward silence this time.

"What's that?" Esta asked earnestly.

Recoiling from the mental smack to his noggin, Izuku realized he kept forgetting he was with someone who didn't know about earth culture. "I um, don't have a special mutation."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Thank goodness." Esta sighed in relief. "I avoided so many humans because I thought that might be contagious."

"Quirks?"

"If that's what it's called, yes!"

"But quirks are amazing!"

"Not to us aliens!" Esta jammed a finger to her chest. "To us it looks like your species cells are tearing themselves apart and freaking out over everything, adapting to environments never experienced, granting abilities to combat things never seen, giving way too many arms to do more tasks than you would ever do. Humans are a biological volcano if I've ever seen one."

Izuku was baffled by what he was hearing. To his world quirks are what made someone special, unique, and is a gift you should embrace. If Esta spoke openly in the heart of town she would start a riot. "Right, so you need to live somewhere volcanic?"

"Yes, the more toxic to humans the better."

"..."

"Not that I hate humans! I'm not racist!" Esta waved her arms, trying to deny any assumptions. "They're just...gross? Not you! You're great!"

"..."

"I'm not racist!"

"Do you want to try heading to Yellowstone? That is pretty close to your species liking." Izuku lifted his arm, pulling up the global map of Earth and zeroing in on the famous park.

"It's got sulfur, springs, and plenty of volcanic activity right under the surface." The boy summarized.

Esta looked at the omnitrix, her eyes tracing over the design and interface. "That's how you know my race. You've got alien tech. Some sort of, personal data archive?"

Izuku wasn't planning on revealing the full secrets, but it's no surprise an alien would recognize alien tech. "That's an accurate description."

"Yallow Rock seems really far though. Are we taking one of your space shuffles?"

"Space shuffles?"

"Yeah, I know my earth knowledge isn't great but I still took a credit in transition education. You have space shuffles, those ships you use to get out of the atmosphere and drop down somewhere else."

"Oh! You mean space shuttles."

"I don't have anything like that." He couldn't get a car, or a boat, or a plane. Anything that would get them out of the country would be too long or require paperwork for her. There wasn't any other option to get her to where she needed. "Random question, how advanced are teleporters considered?"

Pony waited in front of the school, sitting against the gate. School had long been over and Izuku's friends and sister had left. They told her to go home, that he would be fine. But it didn't make her feel better, she was worried about him. He had a rough time from what she heard, accused of stealing, man she didn't know how she wouldn't have handled it.

Izuku might not want to talk about it, stay silent and not answer any questions about the day. He was a private boy, but she wanted to be there for him. Every time there was a way to help someone she noticed Izuku wouldn't hesitate. Somehow she wanted to repay that kindness he showed to her. When he comes out, Izuku might tell her she shouldn't have waited here and that he was fine.

That was fine, Pony was selfish and she knew it. Always wanting Izuku to be her translator, to help her at every moment. If he did that he wouldn't be helping others, and then he wouldn't be Izuku. Stupid feelings, not making any sense.

"Oh, Ms. Tsunotori." Tsukauchi came walking up speaking english. "What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for Izuku." She admitted, sulking a little more about how long it was taking. Pony didn't notice the serious look on the detective's face.

"I assume your friends told you to go home?"

"Yes."

"And you wanted to wait for him?"

"Yes."

Tsukauchi smiled at the girl, bending down to sit next to her. "So, how long have you been waiting?"

"Three hours."

The older man winced, taking his hat off and leaning his head against the grand UA wall. He fiddled with it, running his fingers over the brim of it. This was some of the hardest parts of looking into someone with secrets around them, seeing how it hurt others. Tsukauchi knew Izuku would only say what's necessary, and he was smart, managing to avoid his quirk. Of course he didn't think Izuku was hiding something regarding All for One, no, just things that affected his social circle. Oh the drama of teenagers.

"How do you think Izuku feels about you?" Tsukauchi asked.

"What?" Pony looked over, never having thought of the question seriously.

"Does he hate you? Like you?"

"I...don't know."

Lie, whether she knows it or not.

"If Izuku hated you, would he spend so much time with you? Help you?"

"He's nice, he helps everyone."

He bit back a laugh, shaking his head as he remembered so many dinners at the Midoriyas. How many Izuku skipped out on because he was busy helping someone, or hearing Eri's complaining about Izuku being late to her quirk practice, and Himiko hating it when Izuku would barge in on her streaming at times to grab something and run out.

"Ok, yes he helps people. Anyone who needs it."

Pony waited for him to continue, the man going somewhere obviously.

(So do you really need help learning Japanese?)

(Of course! I'm slow and need Izuku to help me, always!)

That grin, that grinny grin that's so grinny spread across the detective's face. Pony was confused, just what was….She buried her head in her arms, blushing furiously in embarrassment.

"That was some pretty good Japanese. Good enough to not need any help."

"Shut up."

"So, what do you two spend all your time talking about after reviewing material you already know?"

"...We watch All Might films, shows, and read comics. Geek out about heroes."

Truth.

"Well, I don't think Izuku would spend all that time geeking out with you if he didn't like you."

Pony suddenly didn't like officers, their cunning and trickery to get to the point. Why couldn't they just mind their own business?

(Is this a new victim?) Some different man asked.

Pony looked up, her eyes widening at the sight. It was Sir Nighteye! All Might's previous sidekick! She scrambled to grab her bag, pulling out her autograph notebook and holding it forward. The hero raised an eyebrow at it, looking to Tsukauchi for an answer.

He just nodded, affirming the hero to continue on. Without looking and with extreme practice he signed the notebook and handed it back to the girl.

(Do you want mine too?) A little old man asked, walking up to them with a cane in hand.

Pony stared at the man, wondering if dementia had taken hold of him. (Do you live close to the Midoriya's?)

(Unfortunately. That girl is always screaming in her room at video games, keeping me from taking my naps!) He complained, waving his cane around and ready to beat some sense into someone.

(We'll talk inside.) Tsukauchi nudged his head to the direction of the school.

(Right, come on Torino.) Nighteye commanded, leading the adults to enter.

"See you Ms. Tsunotori. I'm sure Izuku will call when he can."

Pony watched as the men went back to the school, leaving her alone to wait for the boy. The notebook in her hand containing a very special autograph, one she would give to Izuku when he finally showed up.

"Oh the springs here look amazing!" Esta leaned over the railing to look at the brilliant bright blue pond, steaming with warmth and that wonderful smell of sulfur.

"They really do." Izuku felt the gentle wind brushing through the trees. Yellowstone was beautiful, somehow surviving through the emergence of quirks and all the chaos. It felt wonderful to be able to share one of the best spots Earth has to offer to another race.

"I can't wait to jump in and feel that-"

Izuku yanked Esta off the wooden railing and away from the water. "What were you doing?!"

"I was going to test the waters out!"

"The last person who tried that was melted!"

Esta froze in shock, stepping away from the pond that was less than ten feet away. "And you just, leave it out in the open. No barriers?!"

"There's a fence." Izuku pointed to the flimsy wood railing that served to help people stay on the wooden paths.

"I nearly died!" Esta grabbed Izuku and pointed at the deadly waters. "You have something alluring, looks like a harmless chemical that you frequently swim in, but would dissolve your flesh if you went in."

When you put it that way, yeah it seems really dangerous to leave out. But it would ruin the park's natural beauty if they sealed off everything dangerous. Ok, maybe humans were incredibly risky. "There's a fence."

"That anyone could jump over, or crawl through. I bet I could even knock it over!" She complained, grabbing the wood and easily shaking it. "It's not even well built."

"Maybe we could check another place close by?"

"Fine." Esta gave in, following Izuku as he pulled out a local pamphlet and looked through the paper map. Another breeze came by, making her shiver. The alien grabbed Izuku's arm, holding it to absorb some of his body heat. Izuku stopped walking, questionably looking at what she was doing.

"I'm cold, and don't get any ideas I'm thirty years old."

"And I'm human."

"Exactly….hold on that sounded more racist than I intended."

They continued on, the longer their adventuring through the natural sights the colder Esta began to feel.

"Your planet has a lot of diversity on the surface right?"

"Yeah."

"And I remember something about seasoning, how parts of the world go colder and warmer depending on the time of the year."

"Oh! That's because of Earth's tilted axis." Izuku smiled, feeling special to share unique Earth facts.

"And you haven't fixed it?"

"Our wildlife relies on it. Are there other planets like it?"

"None habited. The more I learn the more I'm freaked out about how anything manages to stay alive here."

"Isn't your planet in a constant state of eruption?"

"Our planet is consistent, and anything dangerous is glowing red so everything knows not to touch it."

Izuku nodded along, thinking about her home planet. Yeah, comparing their planets like that made Earth really weird. In nature, bugs, fish, tons of things that were poisonous or dangerous tended to evolve with bright colors and looked appealing. Or you couldn't see it, and it would strike you before you knew it was there.

"So, it gets colder here during winter?" Esta asked, clinging closer to Izuku. The boy was blushing, but he knew that it was only for her to get warmer so it was fine.

"Yes."

"How cold?"

"Um, normally during winter between negative twenty to negative five degrees celsius."

"That's literally freezing!" The alien fearfully declared. "This is already too cold, but anymore and I would eventually die!"

"We might want to try somewhere else with more consistent weather then, one with volcanic activity. What about Hawaii?"

"Sounds exotic, what's it like?"

"Let me show you." Izuku went to pull out his phone, only to realize he didn't have it in his pockets. He patted them again and again. Crap! Where was it?! Did someone steal it? The last place he saw it was when he checked it right before he….he switched what he was wearing in the omnitrix.

"Something wrong?"

"I...left my phone in another pair of pants. I'll just use this." Forgoing internet images he pulled up the globe on his watch, the hologram slowly spinning. "There, that's where Hawaii is. It's near the center of the equator so even when the axis tilts it gets about the same amount of sunlight either way."

"Hold on, the prison is safe?"

The green haired boy blinked a few times, processing what she said. "Prison?"

"Well, more like a banishment spot. There was a trial for some mad scientist a while ago who made illegal genetic experiments designed to destroy whole civilizations. They ended up banishing it to there."

"You mean, aliens have been dumping experiments on Earth?!"

"It was just one! At first...I think there's hundreds by now." Esta realized the fault in revealing that by how pale Izuku just got. "Don't worry! Their cellular density is too great to swim!"

"How is that legal?!" Izuku asked in panic. Hundreds of civilization ending experiments, on Earth.

"Earth isn't recognized as an advanced enough civilization to join the Galactic Federation! Besides, from what I've seen so far they probably just melted from trying to swim in the danger pools."

That...may be right. Earth has plenty of deadly areas where hardly anyone could survive. Plus, tons of people have quirks. They could defend themselves from experiments, especially if All Might is around. No way would he let those things cause real damage. He probably already knows about them from his time in America and his summer visit to Hawaii a few years ago.

Izuku felt Esta start to slow down in walking. He matched her pace until it came to a stop. Her shoulders were lax, and she started to hug him tighter. One thing about the Kraaho species is that they were stretchy and flexible, so her arms wrapped several times around him. It reminded him of how his sister would hug someone when she felt extra clingy.

"Is there really somewhere here on Earth I can live?" She asked, but that's not what she really wanted. Just like anyone else stranded, she wanted to go home. That's where her family was, her friends, and tons of memories.

Izuku wished he could take her there, to teleport to her planet just like he did around the Earth. He didn't even know he could do that until today. But maybe he still didn't know how far the omnitrix could really teleport! "Omnitrix."

*beep*

"Can we teleport to the Kraaho's homeworld?"

"Affirmative."

He could travel across the galaxy this entire time. The holomap scrolled out, showing how far the planet was from their current position. Esta's gaze was locked on the image, hope overflowing her heart and spilling out her eyes. "I...can go home?"

"Yeah...I guess you can."

"Wait!" Esta pulled out the gasmask and swimming goggles from her bag. "You wouldn't be able to breathe the air, and it's going to be really hot so-"

"I think I have a solution." Izuku stopped her, scrolling back to the options he had for clothing. Just like the before, the aliens were shown to have outfits to let them survive the climate of whatever planet they would be on. If he went to human, and put the world as Esta's….

The clothes around Izuku changed in a pulse of light, becoming a hardened shell with a built in gas mask and tinted lenses.

"Wow." Izuku's filtered voice came out through the suit.

"Wow is an understatement!" Esta said grabbing his new exosuit. It was metallic, some type of metal meant to reflect heat and keep him safe. "Your watch has navigation, a scanner, universal translator, an interstellar teleporter and built in multiworld suit creator! I can't imagine the kinds of people who would want to get their hands on it!"

"Um, please keep it a secret. It's really not something I want others knowing about."

"I bet." Esta stopped circling his heat resistant armor, stepping in front of him. "It means a lot you're sharing this secret with me, all so I can get home. If it came from someone closer to my age I might ask them to be my husband."

"And not human?" Izuku joked, glad the armor was hiding his face. It helped, having your face hidden so that you could be more open. Otherwise he would have died of embarrassment if he said that without the helmet.

"If it was a human like you kid, I wouldn't mind." Esta patted his helmet. "As long as they don't have a freaky quirk. So if you ever find yourself suddenly aged up a decade let me know!"

Both of them laughed, just letting all of it out before returning to her homeworld. It wasn't said, but this was essentially goodbye.

"Ready?" Izuku asked, holding up the omnitrix.

"Ready." Esta said, pulling down her hood so she could see her own world without fur in front of her eyes.

"Omnitrix, teleport us to Esta's homeworld."

*SKREEEEE*

*click*

Izuku opened his apartment door after using the spare key. He was back in his new attire instead of the space suit. Tugging at the green jacket, he smiled as he looked at the ten. Not sure what it meant or stood for, but he liked it. Today had been great in the end, even if school was really all over the place. Finally, he felt like he did something right with no worries about the repercussions. Maybe this is what Paradox meant for him, to use the omnitrix to help out aliens and things of the sort on Earth. The omnitrix was alien tech after all.

"Izuku!" Eri came bolting forward, colliding with his chest.

"Oof!" Hey Eri. How was-"

"Where the heckadoodle have you been!" Himiko sent an arm from her spot on the couch, slapping Izuku repeatedly with her stretchy hand.

"Izuku we've been worried sick!" Inko came from the kitchen, the smell of dinner coming with her.

Dinner, it shouldn't be dinner time. He was only gone for half an hour max helping Esta out. Looking up at the clock on the wall, he paled when he saw the time.

It was late, really late. He had been gone for seven hours without letting anyone know where he was or what he was doing.

"What's with the new clothes?" Himiko asked grabbing his jacket. "It makes you look like some American hooligan."

"Izuku, are you becoming a hooligan?" Eri asked, not really sure what the word meant but worried about what it might mean.

"Izuku." Inko sternly commanded his attention. "I have tried calling you, texting you, and so have your friends. Where, have, you, been."

"Um, sorry..I lost track of time. This isn't exactly a real watch hehe." Izuku weakly joked, holding up the omnitrix.

"Where, were you?" Inko asked again, but in a tone that demanded an answer.

"I was….at some hot springs."

"And you couldn't even send a text?!" Inko smacked the counter. "And where did you get those clothes? Where is that UA uniform that costs so much?!"

Izuku tapped the omnitrix, indicating it was stored inside. "I'm sorry, I found out some...new things about the watch and ended up leaving my phone inside. I'm going to figure out how to get it out and make sure it never happens again."

"It's the first day of school Izuku." His mother's words were out of concern now as she approached. "After what Himiko said about your day, and the call I got from your teacher asking about you, we were worried sick!"

"My teacher called?" Izuku asked confused. There wasn't anything for Cueball to call about though.

"She was worried that she might have joked around with you too much in class and made you feel alienated. She wanted to apologize and make sure she didn't cross any boundaries."

That, was nice, nicer than any previous teacher he had. Ever.

"The Kirishima's called as well, so did the Ashido's, and that poor Tsunotori girl was worried sick about you. It didn't help you didn't tell her what happened at school, she had to find out from Mina."

Pony, oh crap he didn't tell anyone where he was. Guilt started to eat at Izuku as his mother continued.

"Izuku, you've always had issues with school. You almost decided to be homeschooled once Eri came along. You were looking forward to UA for so long, your dream school, and to hear what happened to you and not know where you went for seven hours! We were terrified!"

She's right, she's always right. Izuku does nothing but cause trouble and worry for them.

"Not to mention your track record for getting into near death scenarios." Himiko added, knowing full well she was one of them.

"We're not going to even think about that." Inko got her to be quiet, leaving no room for interruption. "But she's right, you find trouble too often Izuku, and it worries me that one day it's not going to let you come back."

Shit, that's how Izuku felt. His family, friends, and teacher were incredibly worried about him and he hardly even spared a thought to think about them.

"So please." Inko begged, hugging her son alongside Eri. "Tell us when you're hurt, worried, or need something. It's not like before when it was just the two of us. You have so many people now that want you safe and sound."

"I'm sorry." Izuku hugged them back, squeezing them so they didn't see his face. "I'll make sure to reply to your texts and calls."

"Was it really hotsprings?" Eri asked from his arms.

"Only for a little bit. I thought I found something that was connected to the watch."

"YOU WHAT?!"

"I'm ok! There was never danger! I made sure to be absolutely safe!" Izuku affirmed to them, showing him he was totally ok.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Himiko asked, eyeing him curiously.

Izuku remembered Esta, how he helped her, discovered new features, and found new meaning to using the omnitrix. "Yeah, I did."

There we are folks! It wasn't a dangerous alien, just a lost one that's back home now. Izuku discovered the galaxy is much bigger than he predicted, and is filled with life that knows about Earth. What will he do with this? What can he do with this?

Omnitrix feature for large scale teleportation is from when it took Ben to Primus, aka the main feature. The suit one is taken from how the omnitrix makes the costumes and so on, like XLR8's helmet, NRG's containment suit, Goop's antigrav disk, and even some inspiration from the Ben 10 reboot. It showed the omnitrix making Ben a space suit when he needed it without transformation.I didn't need to reference it, but it's still there. I know that XLR8's helmet being made of a keratin like substance is canon, but the fact that they use mechanical sound effects for it and some brief words here and there suggest that was not the original case. It makes more sense to me that the visor aspect is mechanical, not organic.

I threw in non Ben Ten aliens for amusement, and will not involve them in progression of the story or plot. Otherwise if/when Izuku discovers transformation he would almost always go superman. So no, don't EVER ask me to get a non ben ten alien thrown into the plot. This is a Ben 10 crossover, and anything else is just a tiny glance.

If you're wondering why I had all those Isekai characters last chapter, I was writing the chapter while incredibly sleep deprived and was too lazy to make up a bunch of OC's to fill in business course roles. Cueball is an OC. I wanted to make a fun character that had a quirk and theme that no one would have immediately connected to hero work. Like Stilt Man, Cueball is my Stilt Man.

Any grammar errors please point it out

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

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Master Control

Chapter 15

"Advertisement, Investments, Identifying Assets and Liabilities, Networking, even Merchandising. You'll learn to do it all." Cueball scribbled the various topics on the board with a piece of chalk.

Izuku was surprised to see a chalkboard wheeled into the room for the first full day. But if your teacher was a woman who could pull out pool game items from her body, chalk was something she had an abundant supply of. Judging by the various doodles she was making around the words she also practiced a lot with her pieces, making whatever color she needed. Was she also going to be their art teacher?

He flipped through his notebook that he carried on him, adding in a few notes to the entry. Over a million species were in the omnitrix, and he wanted to understand them all. This was the first that he actually met though, a Kraaho. He never gave it too much attention, but now the species was special to him. The first alien he ever met….that he knew of. Technically Himiko and Eijiro were part alien, but they didn't count. With all the crying and Eri's demand for snuggling through the night, he was nearly late for school.

Thank All Might for teleportation, though he should really stop abusing it. He didn't see Pony, Mina, or Eijiro this morning. Hopefully they didn't need him for anything before the first full day of class. He could see them at lunch.

"So I'm gonna quiz you guys!" She said spinning around to grin at them.

*Groan*

"Oh don't give me that or else I'm going to hand out one to grade." Cueball flicked a lightswitch, turning on a projector and pulling out. "Now get out your phones! I've seen all of you either memeing around or scrolling through the newest trend so don't bother saying you don't have smartphones. I want you to download an app and input the class code."

Phones, in class? This was a really weird teacher.

"Um, what are we going to be doing?" Izuku asked with his hand raised.

Cueball gave the boy a cheeky grin. "We're going to play Kahoot."

Esta was right, humanity is really weird.

Pony wasn't listening to the teacher, just running her fingers over the All Might convention keychain in her pocket. He wasn't at the school, she waited so long for him to not even be there. Izuku must have left during lunch, not surprising with the bad day he had. Though he could have at least left them a text. That gift was still in her bag, it should cheer him up. Then they can go home, watch a movie, eat some snacks, and maybe…

"I AM-"

Her ears snapped to attention, eyes searching for the source. Whatever gloomy mood she was in was incinerated.

"-COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!"

The man, the myth, the legend himself.

"ALL MIGHT!" Nearly all the class echoed. Pony loved the silver age costume! Screw what others say, capes are dope, and All Might wearing a cape is the pinnacle of awesome.

"Geez, he's pretty loud in person." Jiro rubbed the edge of her ear.

Pony still had half a functioning brain to care for her friends in the class. "You ok?"

"Yeah, I just wasn't expecting it is all." Jiro affirmed to her friend she was alright.

"The manliness, I can taste it!" Eijiro shouted.

"How do you taste manliness?" Mina flicked his hard skin.

"By having good taste obviously."

All Might looked over the students, the excitement clear as day over their faces. Mirai was right, this did get a better reaction out of the students. He was glad to reunite with his past sidekick, though he wished it was under better circumstances. That child, Midoriya, was in the center of something much bigger behind the shadows that was able to take and give quirks. Somehow that lad had escaped the school without triggering the security, and no one knew how. The first theory was that he had a quirk, but his detective friend had double checked right before school started.

As much as Mirai wanted to seal the boy off and interrogate him, Naomasa personally vouched for the boy's innocence. Nezu also proposed that it would be better not to let him know they were investigating him in case someone was watching him. Midoriya might not be aware of his actions, or if he has a quirk. Perhaps mind control, or he's a sleeper agent that has been programmed for years behind his own family's back. It made him furious thinking about innocents being dragged into a fight that just won't stop no matter how many generations get involved.

The muscled man tried to not keep his eyes lingered on the red crystal hair that was shouting with wonderful energy. Eijiro Kirishima, he would need that enthusiasm and heart if he was to face whatever had altered him. This was an opportunity though, they needed to get some sort of sample in order to test his quirk factor for those signs of him. The doctor's claimed they couldn't get a blood sample because their needles couldn't break his skin.

Sorry boy, but the odds were going to be stacked against you this time. All Might promised to make sure things didn't go too far, but they couldn't just pull the Midoriya siblings aside and get them tested without legitimate reason. Children, the war was involving children this time.

"We're going to be doing, battle training!" The hero announced, holding up the card.

"It's a kilt." Mina tugged at the only fabric of clothing Eijiro wore. She had on her colorful jumpsuit that gave her some some protection and mobility, more than it looked. Nozzles were running through the acid resistant material, connecting to a compact and flexible container system split in sections along her skin. Openings on her gloves and shoes let her slip and slide all she wanted. It wasn't as sexy as she originally planned, and definitely not as functional as Izuku wanted, so this was the middle ground.

"It's not a kilt." Eijiro denied, wearing a very kilt like cloth around his waist. The hardened boy wasn't planning on wearing nothing, but with how his quirk worked there was no use. The crystals he produced would shred through anything he wore. He wasn't planning on using his quirk through his but or junk so he could wear something there.

"Looks like a kilt." The punk rock girl that started hanging around Pony commented.

"If it's not a kilt, then what is it?" A blond dude with a black lightning bolt in his hair sarcastically asked, overhearing their little discussion and deciding to join in.

"A not kilt, something totally different than a kilt." Eijrio defiantly stated.

"But looks like a kilt." Mina jabbed his glass cutting abs.

"Yeah, that."

"I like kilts." Pony tried to contribute. Her hero outfit didn't change much from the original design her mother helped her make. The only thing Pony added to it when she discussed it with Izuku before hand was adding some straps into a saddle on her back, that way her horns to carry civilians or knocked out villains away. Even tangle them up! It even added in a nice little child friendly factor, so that she could take them on little horseback riding adventures.

"Hey." A midget wearing a diaper approached her, pointing to the costume feature on her back. "Can people ride you?"

Pony twisted her waist to get a look at the saddle on her back. It wasn't made for adults, but it was probably sturdy enough to do so. "Yes, do you like it?"

"Very much so." The strange bald headed boy replied, smiling with a bit of drool on his lips. It might be a nerve problem in his face, poor boy. It was probably connected to the issue on why he was so small.

Jiro gabbed Pony's shoulder, pulling her away from the lecherous thoughts swarming in the dwarf's head.

"Oi, you won't try anything right?" Jiro asked the little teenager.

"Of course."

"Because if you do?" Her jacks snaked into the air, vibrating the air around them ominously. "I have two little friends who might have some things to say, and they can be very loud."

He got the message, backing away to try and turning around to go talk to another girl who hardly concealed her curvature standing next to a girl wearing a turquoise combat qipao and a domino mask.

"I see everyone has gotten dressed!" All Might appeared, holding a box and a slip of paper. "Now then, we shall do a two on two mock battle with assigned teams so listen carefully!"

Eijiro was assigned the hero team, awesome, with that girl Pony was hanging around. She seemed cool, a sound quirk was pretty cool. Not only did she have super hearing, she could plug them into her speaker boots and blast them with sound! Eijiro was pretty sure Izuku mentioned something might happen when certain sounds interacted with his crystals, but he couldn't remember it.

Ah well, not like it could hurt him. He could tank anything!

"So, you know anything about who we're facing?" Jiro asked, the two standing outside.

"The karate kid girl, probably just the same as you. You remember that incident with the Water Hose duo and Muscular?"

"Yeah?"

"My buddy showed me the video of it almost a hundred times, I'm pretty sure she's that girl who threw up the shield in front of the heroes."

"Wait, we're facing the girl that could withstand a hit from Muscular?!" Jiro asked in shock. "Dang, I already knew she was one of the top of the class but this is ridiculous. How does she compare to the cocky one with explosions?"

"Ah, that guy." Eijiro cringed.

"Oh boy, do you two have a history or something." It wasn't hard to tell that Eijiro wasn't fond of him. Ever since the first day the redhead enthusiastically tried to make friends with everyone along with Mina. If they were uncomfortable, they respected their boundaries. Except Eijiro always avoided Bakugo.

"He's...there's a history but...I'm hoping he's better by now."

"This is better?"

"Like I said, I'm hoping."

"Heroes! You have fifteen minutes to capture the villains or secure the bomb!"

"Ah crap, we didn't even make a plan." Jiro looked to her partner for an idea on what to do.

"Sure we do." Eijiro grinned, smacking his fists together. "You point, I shoot."

Kendo was really trying not to just restrain this guy. He didn't listen, demanded the unreasonable, and constantly had to reaffirm he was better than everyone.

"You know what, fine, go get your ass kicked."

"I'M GOING TO BE THE ONE KICKING ASS!" Bakugo stormed out of the room, pushing up his gauntlets and steaming with anger.

Finally he was gone, it was just her alone with the bomb now. Sure she could do defense, but it was not like she had a quirk that could restrain people quickly, throw them around, erect instant barriers to keep them from coming any closer, and now throw super powered punches. All Might even gave her a personal request, as weird as it sounds he asked her to not hold back unless he said so. Wasn't sure why, maybe he wanted to see personally how well she was adapting to One for All, maybe for her to get the respect of her classmates.

*BOOM*

Looks like he found the others. Kendo sighed, half deciding just to ignore what Bakugo said or just make a big pink cube and wait it out.

"I see some of you are getting excited! While we don't want anyone to die, don't be afraid to hold back! Recovery Girl is on stand by for any injuries." All Might said over their ear peices

He really wanted to see what she could do huh, well, guess if she was on All Might's orders then she could ignore bad advice. Kendo sprinted out of the room, feeling invigorated by the prospect of battle. Kendo didn't like fighting, she just liked adrenaline to rush through her veins, pushing her body and mind to the limits, testing herself against an opponent, and maybe getting some bruises in the process.

A foot peeked out from the corner, the only warning Kendo got. Reactively she threw up a pink barrier to cover herself.

*BRBRBRBBBRBRBRB*

The barrier shivered along with Kendo's bones, only the concussive force actually being blocked. Sound though, going right through her at frequencies that rattled every inch of her body.

"RAH!" Kendo pushed out, throwing her projected shield outwards and filling the hallway.

*Crack* "SHIT!"

It was hard staying on her feet, but she managed to fight through it. Looking up she saw her classmate holding her ankle, shivering in place.

"Are you alright?" Kendo asked, barely able to hear herself speak from the ringing.

"No, damn this sucks." Jiro scooted to sit against the wall, holding her leg. The foot was bent at an angle, making the redhead wince at the sight. Kendo crouched down next to her, wanting to help the girl in some way.

"Let me-" *BOOM*

Eijiro was blown through the bottom floor, hit the ceiling, and crashed against the ground ten feet away from the two. "Man, he's really taking All Might's advice."

Looking over to the side he spotted Kendo over an injured Jiro. "Crap! That does not look good."

*BOOM* Bakugo launched himself up to their level, glaring at the three. More particularly Kendo. "Get the hell back to the bomb you stupid bitch!"

"Somebody's hurt!"

"All Might said no holding back!" Bakugo grinned madly. "Best advice I've heard in a damn long time."

Eijiro grew a red shield from his arm, putting himself between him and the girls. "Heroes don't hit those who are already down."

"Heros win! AND THAT'S WHAT I'M ABOUT TO DO!" Bakugo threw himself at the crystal boy, throwing explosion after explosion at him. Eijiro tanked the hits, managing to keep himself in place by growing spikes on his feet and latching on the floor. He made his shield larger and larger until a wall was placed in the hallway.

*BOOM BOOM BOOM* Bakugo detonated the cement under it, making the entire red wall fall down the new hole. "THAT AIN'T GONNA WORK GLASS FACE!"

Eijrio went for a punch, Bakugo spinning around and slapping him with an explosion.

"Neither is that!" Eijiro shouted, swinging through the smoke unharmed.

*click* Bakugo's grin grew wider. He launched himself back to the other side of the hole in the floor. "I'd like to see you try this then."

He reached for the pin, Kendo's eyes widening at what he was doing. Stored explosive sweat, in basketball sized containers, pointed right at them! "Stop you idiot!"

"Just dodge it if you're so worried!" He shouted back, already pulling the pin.

Kendo launched out a pink whip to try and pull the crystal boy out of the way while creating a bubble around herself and Jiro. The whip grabbed Eijiro, snagging against him to try and pull him back. He didn't move, still routed in place.

Eijiro threw his hands forward, crystal shards forming from his hands and making a bowl shape in front of him to capture the blast.

*BOOM*

Everything was bright, hot, and shaky. Kendo peeked her eyes open, the barrier still intact.

"Are you alive?" Jiro called out.

"WOO! I felt that! I really felt that!" Eijiro called out from the smoke, wisps of it spilling off him. As more and more of him was revealed Jiro and Kendo looked away. Everything on him had burned up, everything.

"How the hell did you not die?!" Bakugo screamed out, already clutching his second one.

"Ha! Your explosions could never knock me down!" Eijiro taunted, lifting his crystals back up.

"Is everyone alright?!" All Might called out to them through their earpieces.

"A little shaken, I think one of us has a foot injury though." Kendo responded while Bakugo's mania cooled down. He wasn't scowling, or grinning, he was just staring at Eijiro curiously.

"Have you met me before?" Bakugo asked.

"Oh now you remember." Eijiro rolled his eyes. "Do I have to beat it into you like you did Midoriya?"

Bakugo froze, lowering his gauntlet. "I...don't do that anymore."

"Yeah? Well you seemed real excited to try and kill us!"

"You still have five minutes left, give it your all!" All Might left them with that.

Kendo pulled out her earpiece and stared at it with disbelief. After that, after everything that just happened in here they were just supposed to carry on and try beating each other into the dirt? This was madness! Hero school was actually trying to kill people or All Might really wanted her to finish this.

Fine, she would give it her all, only so that this stupidity would end.

One for All, 20%

Kendo shot from her spot next to Jiro, her fist enveloped in powerful pink as it cracked the surface of Eijiro's cheek. The wind whipped around her frame as pink arches flared from her skin. He was pulled out of the ground from the force behind the punch rocketing him to the other end, his body slamming into Bakugo's. Kendo was left above the hole in the floor, to prevent herself from crashing she made a tilted pink platform to roll across. Arm was sore, legs were sore, she probably had fractures along her bones. Only a fraction of that power, and she nearly broke herself trying to use it.

Laying on the ground, bruised, Kendo felt Eijiro's arm wrap around her waist. He was still conscious?!

"Do it now!" Eijiro stood up, both Kendo and Bakugo in his grasp. He grew a boulder of crystal around his feet and arms, trapping the teens with no option to escape. Kendo felt betrayed, Jiro stood up without any hint of injury.

*BRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBR*

"GAHHH!" They all screamed, the pain, the noise, it was rattling the brains in their very skulls.

Eijiro forgot what it felt like, true pain. Fear ran through him as his skin cracked, splintered, fell to the ground. His body was telling him it was dying, but he grit his teeth. No way he'd die here! He had lives to save, a hero to be, and friends to keep safe.

Jiro watched them collapse, all of them knocked out. It felt kind of bad, taking advantage of Kendo like that. But after seeing her sneak attack not work she knew she wouldn't win a one on one fight. So, she smacked her hand on the ground, played injured, and waited. That probably wouldn't work on villains, or Bakugo, but a fresh hero in training? Yep, worked like a charm. Good thing Eijiro caught on when she was moving her ankle like it was fine while he was looking at her.

"Is the villain team incapacitated?"

Jiro walked over, hopping over the debris and obstacles until she got next to the three knocked out teens. She kicked Bakugo in the side, only getting a grunt in response. "Yep."

"Then that means your team wins! Great job!"

Hm, that compliment sounded kind of half assed to her. Did he expect her to lose? Rude.

Shoto never saw All Might act so weird before. It was hard to put a finger on why, but he obviously had special interest in the match with the diamond guy and the redhead. Previous matches he never intervened with any words, just announcing when it started or when it was over. That one, he constantly pushed them to fight harder. Not as much as his bastard father but still. He was looking for something, or needed something to happen in that match from them really pushing the limits of training. He thought maybe it was because of strong opponents involved, besides the rocker girl but she proved to have tools to replace her lack of strength.

He wanted to test the number one hero, so in his match Shoto decided to try and demonstrate the same amount of ferocity to see if All Might would hold him back. It worked, All Might intervened. Shoto was paired with a girl with pale hair and skin with ghostly blue eyes, fighting against the acid user and the equine themed one. Once they were allowed to enter the building, Shoto froze it instantly. All Might warned him not to do so again out of fear it might give frostbite to his opponents.

There were three theories in his head as to why he would have done that, and a face to each theory. One, he was giving the guy with anger issues something to vent against that would hold up, aka the rock one. He seemed very tense and needed to let loose for once. If that was the plan, it was effective. Bakugo was calm, not yelling or glaring at everyone. Second theory, he wanted to push his younger daughter to show off against the other students. While she had a different aspect of her quirk, there was tons of power behind it. The only raw power ever seen in someone that young before was All Might himself, and she said she still had to hold back to not break herself. Last theory, he wanted the red diamond guy to get hurt. Why? Perhaps to get him to recognize his limits before he found out in a life and death scenario, needed his confidence knocked down a bit, or...and he really hoped it wasn't true...needed a piece of his crystal from his body.

When the medical bots came to pick the students up, All Might went down to check on them himself and pointed back at the sight and talked to a few bots with pickaxes and buckets. There was a glimmer of hope, that they were just there to clean up and nothing more. Shoto held onto it, he needed it. Because without the feed of the cameras to see if they were general clean up or looking for those crystals, hope was all he had.

If the symbol of peace was a lie, then there Shoto didn't want to be a hero.

That's why he believed in All Might, believed in the strength of will and humanity he had. Without that, he would hardly be better than Endeavor.

"What would you like?" Lunch Rush asked behind the long counter filled with a variety of food.

"Soba, cold."

"Alrighty!"

Shoto got his food and picked a random seat. It didn't matter to him where he sat, as long as no one tried to bother him. Pulling out his phone he checked for the streaming notifications. Nope, not today either. Usually she would stream at this time, early afternoon, but she hasn't for these past two days entirely. Maybe she was having financial issues still. How much would help her out, what was a months rent like? Trying to estimate how much she would need he rounded it up, and added half to that, he sent it her way. Wherever Himiko was, he hoped she was doing well.

(Where were you Izuku?!) That girl from his class asked very loudly in English. Most people wouldn't understand her, but he had known English for the past five years. His soba would get warm if he didn't eat it quick enough so he decided to just listen in. It would be a good idea to keep his ear open, test his language skills in case there was a word he didn't understand.

"I'm sorry, I really am but..I got caught up in something."

Strange. He replied in Japanese instead of English.

(Was it why you couldn't reply?)

"Honestly, I lost my phone and didn't realize it until I got home."

(Ok, but what did you need to do?)

"Someone...needed help. They were lost and needed help getting home."

(Really? Because it sounds familiar.)

"She-"

(It was a she?) Pony sounded irritated, jealousy most likely.

"Twice my age."

(Go on.)

It was gone, she must really trust him despite these vague excuses.

"She's home now, with her family. They were very huggy. Especially the grandmother."

(Haha! They always are. Are they local?)

He never switched to English, and they were talking perfectly fine to one another. By now they should have picked one language and stuck with it. Guess it didn't matter if they understood one another.

"No, they live far. Very far."

(That's why you took all night?)

"Yeah...I'm really sorry about that. I should have tried to reach out but-"

(Izuku, I get it.)

Izuku, she said that name again. Himiko has a sibling named Izuku with a teleportation quirk living with her. It wasn't likely that the same green haired boy was here, but it would be nice if he was. That way he could finally meet Himiko.

Glancing up with a mouthful of soba he stopped moving, his eyes stuck on who was sitting a table away. It was him, it was really him. Someone that knew who Himiko was, who could lead him to her.

(You help people. That's who you are. If you lost your cell phone I believe you.)

Help. Himiko needed help obviously if she has been internet silent longer than he was comfortable with. He obviously wasn't helping her. Shoto could do a better job at helping if he knew who she was.

(Next time, just try not to lose your phone and give us a heads up. Promise?)

"Promise."

Shoto was going to help Himiko.

Eijrio took another bite of his food, glancing to where Izuku and Pony were sitting. He didn't wear any bandages, but he felt pretty tired from Recovery Girl using her quirk on him. Awesomely Recovery Girl said she didn't have to use her quirk too much on him, given his natural healing abilities. Who knew not only could he take hits, but if he got hit really hard he could heal from it. Too bad he totally forgot that thing about sound Izuku mentioned. "Why aren't we sitting with them?"

"Izuku should be apologizing for leaving her all alone." Mina answered him like it was obvious.

"He didn't ask for her to wait."

"Oh Eijiro." Mina patted the poor boy's shoulder. "You have much to learn about women."

"Then teach me."

"Very bold~" Mina winked to him playfully.

"Wait, hold on, I didn't mean it like that!" Eijiro panicked, hoping he didn't come across as creepy.

"I don't mind." Mina took a sip of her lemonade. She saw Himiko with her hands folded with her chin resting on them, staring at a certain attractive young man. "Ooo, have you found a boy toy?"

"He's been looking at Izuku, glaring more and more."

The others looked over, seeing what she was seeing.

"Dang, didn't peg him as the quirkest type." Eijrio said, slightly baffled the quiet guy had such harsh opinions.

"A lot of powerful quirk users tend to be." Mina added on, upset that she had to deal with someone like that in her class again. "But not you Eijiro, you're one of the good ones!"

"Well, I was quirkless for a year."

"What?"

He screwed up, Eijiro said too much already. Shitshit what was their cover story again?!

"He's moving." Himiko said, getting up from her seat. "I'm gonna go give him some words that would get me grounded."

"Go get him!" Mina cheered, watching the girl stomp off. If rude things needed to be said, Himiko was the one for the job.

Pony pulled her bag closer to her, grabbing the notebook she had. (So, I actually managed to meet a hero yesterday.)

"Really?" Izuku asked excitedly. "Who?"

(Sir Nighteye, he came to the school after hours.)

"Sir Nighteye! All Might's previous-Why were you at the school after hours?"

(NO REASON!) Pony didn't mean to shout, but she really, really didn't want Izuku to find out she waited outside the school for him until nine o'clock...On a half day…

"What do you think he was doing at the school?" Izuku got further and further invested, scooting a little closer to her. It felt hot, her cheeks getting warmer and warmer the closer he got. Gosh it suddenly got hard to talk.

(W-well, he had some s-sort of meeting to attend to. Your not Dad was there.)

Hah! Take that Izuku, now he was embarrassed alongside herself.

"I didn't know Naomasa knew Nighteye. I should ask him about it when he comes to dinner Friday. Wait, do you think it involves All Might teaching here?! I haven't seen him yet even though he's confirmed to be working here."

(Yeah! He taught our heroics class today!)

"Really?!"

"Excuse me." Shoto interrupted, sitting across from the two. "You want to tell me what you're doing here?"

Pony and Izuku looked at each other, until deciding to point at who they could tell he was looking at.

"Me?" Izuku asked.

"Yes you." Shoto said bitterly. "You shouldn't be here."

Izuku lowered his head slightly, realizing where this was going.

"She would be much better off if you weren't here, so get going." Shoto glared at Izuku.

Pony really hoped she was translating wrong, because she did not like where this was going. Why was he acting like some sort of white knight right now? Pony was fine, she wanted to be by Izuku. A lot more than he realized.

"Excuse me Zuko, I want to talk with you." Himiko came up from behind, grabbing his head and twisting him to face her inches away from her own sweet smile. Pony felt a shiver run down her spine when she looked at it though. That heat turned to cold incredibly fast.

"I don't." Shoto shot back, brushing off the girl to look at Izuku. Himiko didn't let him, grabbing his chin and making him face her again.

"I don't think you get what you're doing bitch. That's my brother."

She was...his sister.

"Himiko, stop." Izuku pleaded, but was ignored.

She was Himiko.

"Listen here you half albino wanna be. I'm sick and tired of people picking on my brother just for not having the ability to shit gold."

Shoto's revelation was interrupted by sheer confusion.

"Don't give me that 'ignorant' hands against humanity card." Himiko seethed out, pinched his cheeks with her one hand, fingers slowly dripping into claws.

"I watched your indecisively colored eyes giving Izuku a stink that was worse than the bad cologne you're wearing."

Bad cologne?

"Now, the only excuse you could have for looking at a boy that long was if you liked sucking dick and taking it in the ass." Himiko realized how harsh that might have sounded to some people, and turned to Izuku and Pony to clarify.

"I don't actually hate gay people, you know that right?"

"Could have fooled me." Izuku sighed, folding his arms. "You loved saying a certain word."

"I just liked how it felt on my mouth ok! You can use it in just about any context!"

Izuku's doubtful eyes showed she wasn't getting anywhere.

"Um." Shoto was about to interject, really wanting to say some things but Himiko clenched harder. He also wanted to ask izuku about why she was bringing up quirklessness-

"I haven't forgotten about you." Her face became more demonic, either by choice or not knowing she was doing it.

"Tell me, when you got that scar did you feel vulnerable, weak, powerless. That something or someone had power over you?"

Shoto clenched his fist in response, sweat dripping down his brow.

"I'll take that as a yes, so when the hell did you decide it was ok to use your quirk, your gift, to hurt those who aren't born as blessed as you?"

He, wasn't so sure about that. The conviction she held behind her voice denied everything he knew. His eyes drifted away from her-

"Don't look at him, look at me you little shit!" Himiko shook him, his eyes showing her that fear she was after.

"There it is, do you know what that is?"

He shook his head, making her chuckle. "Of course you don't. You've been trained like a dog, fed the privilege kibble produced from the vomit of your fake strength. Anything that says you're strong, you sit, anyone that says you're special, you fetch."

Himiko gripped both sides of his face with her hands, putting her own an inch from his. His vision was shaky, breath ragged, all he could perceive right now was her breathing against him.

"You have pedigree, your quirk stamped on your doggy tag. If someone took that collar off and set you loose to the world, no one could tell the difference between you and a stray mutt."

Her eyes turned into slits, narrowing at him like a predator's.

"But I see you, a dirty dog who thinks he's alpha because you've never met someone who saw past your name tag given by your parents."

Shoto felt a hand around his throat, holding his life, and he couldn't move to protect it from her.

"You're no alpha, but if you beg long enough like the bitch you are... I might see you as something other than easy prey."

Himiko pushed him away, leaving him stupefied with no thoughts, no words, just the heart about to explode in his chest. His hand floated to his neck, tracing along the lines that still might be left from her gripping him.

"Come on." Himiko said, stretching her arms across the table and grabbing her brother and friend.

"Scary." Pony muttered in Japanese, not realizing the fun loving playful girl was something more under the surface.

"Yeah." Izuku agreed, now discovering that part of Himiko from the alleyway was still around.

Left alone and afraid, Shoto regained awareness of his surroundings. His adrenaline was calming down, but calm was not how he felt. This was new, raw, completely instinctive feelings that were programmed into every living thing. Adjusting his pants, he made sure they weren't revealing what he was currently experiencing. His elder brother had warned Shoto that certain women would cause this reaction, but he had never experienced it until now.

*Ping*

His phone, someone had texted him. No one had his number except for his family.

Endeavor(Bastard): I just discovered you just spent 120,000 yen on my card.

Endeavor(Bastard): Explain

Now that feeling was gone, replaced by the bitter reality of life.

Endeavor(Bastard): What is twitch?

Nothing he would care about.

Endeavor(Bastard): Are you paying people to impersonate me and slander my name?

That's something he would care about.

Endeavor(Bastard): Years of records are coming to light. I'm going to pick you up from school and we will talk about this.

Shoto could only imagine the rage his father was feeling and how he couldn't communicate that in text. A smug grin spread across Shoto's face as he couldn't wait to see it in person.

Yay! Shoto is a bottom. It felt really weird to write that scene between Himiko and Shoto. Hopefully it delivered the intense and oddly sexual air that the boy was feeling. I don't plan on writing more scenes like that, just something I wanted to see if I could pull off or not.

Any grammar errors please point it out

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 16

"What are the results?" Nighteye asked impatiently.

Recovery Girl restrained smacking the idiots in the room with her. Having teenagers use lethal force against each other to purposely make one of them bleed for the ones who organized this. The only thing keeping her from doing just that was what she saw printed on the sheet before her.

"Well, out of the mess I'm seeing right now I can certainly say he doesn't have a quirk factor." She said, eyeing the reaction of the four others in the room.

Toshinori, Naomasa, Mirai, Torino and Principal Nezu were in her specialized nursing room that held equipment that made hospitals jealous.

"How is that possible?" Toshinori asked the question for the rest of them.

"It might have to do with the fact that only half of each cell is carbon based." She showed them a microscopic image of one of Kirishima's cells, a crystalline outer shell holding the micro organs inside it.

Naomasa examined the image, having had experience with forensics and knowing enough biology. "It's like the cell walls are made of diamond."

"And you're sure this isn't just a new form of mutation quirk?" Mirai asked, deep in thought about the developments.

"Ever since quirks emerged we've noticed a layer along the chromosomes." Chiyo begrudgingly began. She hated it when people doubted her expertise. "It changes drastically from person to person. That's why a child could end up with a completely different quirk than their parent's. This boy on the other hand, doesn't have such layer. His chromosomes only share around fifty percent likeness to a human at best."

"That's incredibly drastic." Nezu pointed out, very intrigued. "After all, it's only a one point 2 percent difference between a human and a chimp."

"Well he doesn't look like a chimp, so it must have been on purpose." Torino brought up.

"What could even cause that?" Toshinori asked the ones more knowledgeable than he.

"I don't know." Chiyo felt a headache coming. "I don't even think a PQE could work this deep."

"Were any of his other victims like this?" Mirai interrupted.

"None." Naomasa recalled all the reports he had sorted through. "Clear case of quirk transfer, either given, or most times taken. Nothing about rearranging the building blocks of life."

"This also doesn't match any of his previous plans. Otherwise he would keep these kids far from us." Torino mentioned, hoping he was right. He hated it when kids got involved.

"So it's very possible this doesn't even concern All for One." Nezu pointed out. "He is already presumed dead, has shown how his quirk operates, and wouldn't have any motive to grant anyone not serving him more powerful abilities."

"But how come it's happening around Midoriya?" Nighteye brought the subject up. "If these weren't connected events then they wouldn't revolve around one person. Clearly he is involved."

"If he is it's not by choice." Naomasa narrowed his eyes at the other man. "He would never do anything that would remotely be considered ill intent."

"You're too close to the case." Nighteye reasoned. "You're practically family to them already."

"Ha!" The old man laughed at the detective. "Told ya!"

"If Midoriya is innocent." Toshinori eyed everyone in the room. "Then why does he have to sneak out of the school?"

"He's quirkless, experienced bullying all his life, and even an incident on the first day here." Naomasa argued, standing up to the heroes.

"No quirkless boy has the skills or abilities to go in and out of arguably the most secure public place in Japan." Nighteye stepped up to the detective, glaring down on him.

"He hardly seems like a threat to our security." Torino jabbed the hero in the chest. "If you're so worried about him why don't you just use your quirk on him? He probably wouldn't mind seeing how he's such a fanboy. Just get ready to give him an autograph."

"You know we can't do that. None of us could act directly to him if there is someone watching his movements."

"I have an idea." All Might thought of a certain girl the boy's age. One that wasn't associated with him to anyone's knowledge besides those in this room. "We just need a good excuse for Midoriya to be further involved with a class."

"So, looks like some of you have a decent grasp on the flow of money and how to make it on a larger scale than a lemonade stand." Cueball held up the stack of papers, passing them back to the students one by one.

"But we could do better, so we're going to be spending a little more time on basic finances and business management. I wanted to do some more hands on practice but we don't even have a fraction of the hero or support course's budget." The hero grumbled, muttering on and on about how one class is given money to make hundred foot robots while the other can demolish cities on the daily.

Izuku partially agreed, but he didn't see the need for them to have all that money. They were the business course, their goal was to make money not simply have money to spend how they like. It was just more incentive to try harder and learn better ways to manage money. If they start with nothing, then there's nothing to lose while gaining valuable experience. So much profit with hardly any loss.

"Midoriya?" Cueball waved her hand in front of his eyes.

"Y-yes!"

"Good!" She put another piece of paper on his desk with a list of names. Izuku held the list up, seeing a class schedule associated with it. "Um…"

"I knew you would like the extra credit!" Cueball slapped a hand on the boy's shoulder with a big smile.

"Seriously, you've got a huge grasp on all the material I've slipped into your homework. This is probably the best way to spend your time during our business classes."

"Um, I'm not sure I-"

"I might have also peeked at the notebook you have of your friends and your plan to get their agency started up."

"What!"

"Good stuff, really detailed. I considered throwing your friends on the list but typically you'd only have a week or two to get to know the client."

Out of all the times to zone out in class it was when he was given an exclusive assignment in front of everyone. He didn't even know what he was supposed to do! Ok, she liked what he did in his notebooks for the others right? Then he just needed to spend class time analyzing what kind of heroes these students wanted/could be, make a plan to get them to stand out in the festival, optimize their quirk use, and find out what heroes would be best for them to intern with. That sounded like the bare minimum to pass this.

Flipping the page over, he sighed in relief. It was a basic layout for him to make his notes with all the requirements listed. It was his friends' class luckily, so he shouldn't feel too uncomfortable there.

THAT'S RIGHT! ALL MIGHT TAUGHT THEIR CLASS!

He couldn't wait to get started!

"Midoriya." Cueball smirked, noticing the boy vibrating in place. "You can head over right now if you want."

"I will! Thank you!" He bowed deeply to his teacher, eternally grateful for the opportunity.

Cueball waved him off as he ran to go to the erasure hero's class. Not sure why the Principal suggested this assignment for anyone running fast in the business course. It was a perfect fit for Midoriya though, and by the looks of it he was happy to participate.

Aizawa wanted to strangle a certain muscle head. He reviewed the footage of the battle trial yesterday, and it was a disaster. Who exactly thought it was a good idea to let someone without any teaching degree or experience pin a bunch of untrained super powered teenagers against one another. It was a miracle there were no deaths, or broken bones, or even a sprain. They just shook each other up a little despite throwing hits with the power of tanks behind them.

His sleep was going to suffer, but for now he was going to cover those classes until All Might completed the thirty hour safety training that he was supposed to do before starting his job here.

"Bakugo."

"Yeah?"

"No more using those gauntlets indoors or at another living being until I see you understand how much of a danger they really are."

The teen growled, leaning further into his seat.

"Kirishima."

"Yes!"

"Good job making sure no one dies, but remember you aren't invincible. You should hit them before they hit you."

"Got it sir!"

"Kendo."

"Yes."

"You're still getting injured while using stronger applications of your quirk. Unless it's a life and death scenario don't hurt yourself to the point you'd have to go to Recovery Girl. Use your head, your quirk's strength isn't just the power it's the versatility you can use it."

"Yes sir."

"Jiro."

"Yes."

"You acted smart in training, but faking an injury in front of a real villain is an easy way to die. Don't do it again."

"Yes sir."

"Todoroki."

"..."

"Todoroki." Aizawa called out slightly louder, looking up from his notes.

The scarred boy was completely unfocused, his hair unkempt. He doubted that it was from the results of the match yesterday, he won quickly without much effort. Anyone with an ounce of intelligence could tell his family was hardly functional. Eraserhead was still in the progress of finding good enough evidence to get the number two hero to let his kids out from under his thumb.

Until then, the least he could do was pay attention in class. Aizawa grabbed a piece of chalk and threw it at the boy.

*Clonk*

There, now he was awake. "Besides working on being observant, you did decent for your first time. Though that move wouldn't work if there were any hostages or hiding civilians. Be sure that only villains are present before freezing everything."

Most of the class giggled at the expense of Todoroki, his puzzled expression only increasing their reaction.

"Today we're going to be working on sweeping buildings, reconnaissance, and finding new ways to use your quirks to get as much possible information on the villain's hideout before you infiltrate it. All Might should have covered that yesterday but he didn't so now we're going to do it."

The classroom door slid open, revealing one Izuku Midoriya.

Aizawa saw a flood of reactions run through his class. Half of them of course were curious in the newcomer, but a few reacted with other emotions. Ashido reacted well, waving to the boy. Tsunotori became excited. Todoroki appeared conflicted, probably facing new emotions he wasn't experienced with. Kirishima kept glancing back and forth between him and Bakugo. Lastly, Bakugo froze for a moment only to quickly do his best to hide his face by looking out the window.

There was more happening here than he knew of, and for an underground hero that was bad. He didn't recognize this student so they weren't in the hero course, but they better have a good reason for interrupting his class.

"Excuse me sir. I was told to come here for this period." The boy walked up, showing a sheet to Aizawa.

Cueball, less predictable than Ms. Joke and even more chaotic. Her signature resting at the bottom of the paper. This was interesting, normally only third year students started working with others to start setting up plans for post graduation. The first idea that came to his head was to kick the distraction out so he could teach, yet he seemed involved with a lot of the students here whether he knew it or not. If he did do that, Cueball would surely start complaining and that was a bigger headache to deal with.

"Fine, you can observe them and discuss business when they're not busy. Try not to slow anyone down."

"R-right sir!"

"Excuse me." Kaminari raised his hand. "But, what's going on?"

"This is a student from the business course. He'll be working with a handful of you to figure out how you can get your hero career started more easily and what kind of hero you'll be. It's not something we usually do with first years but I assume he's ahead of his class and is getting started early. If you have any complaints take them to his teacher because I don't want to hear them and I bet he doesn't too."

"I'm open to criticism." Midoriya said to them, waving back to calm the frantic movements of his friends most likely trying to get his attention. "I'm Izuku Midoriya, it's my pleasure to work with some of you. If anyone else wants help getting started with figuring out how to get ahead in your career feel free to talk to me."

"But don't overwhelm him." Aizawa said sternly. "He's just one person. Third years have one or two business course students helping one hero student. Midoriya is going to be working with five of you by himself. Don't make his life harder than his teacher is already making it."

"Pst." Jiro whispered over to Pony. "Is this the guy you were talking about?"

Pony nodded, smiling back to her friend.

"Everyone get in costume and meet me and ground Beta. Midoriya, you don't have to be in uniform since it can get dusty. Wear whatever you don't mind the risk of getting dirty."

"Right!"

Midoriya put his hands in his green jacket pockets, waiting for the others. He had his notebooks under his arm, two he used to help out his friends. This time, he got the chance to observe the hero class in person! All those quirks, costumes, strategies, soon to be right in front of him! Too bad All Might wasn't here, he really wanted an autograph to add to his vast collection of merchandise.

He stood next to the sleep deprived hero, waiting for the hero students to come out. Eraserhead, it had to be him. His friends didn't mention a time he used his quirk, but from the roster of teachers working at the school with previous mentions from past students on the internet it wasn't hard to work out.

"Excuse me." Izuku held out his hero notebook that had various signatures in it. "Would you mind signing this?"

"Sure." Aizawa lazily signed the blank spot, seeing his hero name already on the page along with various in depth notes. One of them needing correction immediately. "I'm not married to Ms. Joke by the way."

"Really?! But whenever-"

"I'm well aware of what she keeps telling everyone else. It's her way of getting on my nerves."

Izuku took the notebook back, making the correction and adding another five notes onto it. It was a topic that her fans loved to discuss, her strategy to keep her popularity and rank by sparking something for people to investigate about her but not finding any hard evidence duetoEraserhead'sundergroundstatusand-

(Izuku!) Pony ran up, still putting on parts of her costume. (How come you didn't tell me you'd be a part of our class?!)

Aizawa watched the two curiously from the corner of his eye. She must have rushed getting dressed, just to have a few extra minutes with Midoriya. Cute, but it was impressive for Midoriya to spend less than two minutes getting changed.

(I just found out about it in class) Izuku replied in English to everyone. Eijiro had pointed it out after the...lunch incident. How everyone was hearing Japanese from him when talking to Pony as she was hearing English. After some brief practice feeling out how the omnitrix translated things for him, he found a way to let only one language at a time come from him. Thankfully no one else seemed to notice it, so no harm done.

(Are you going to be working with us?) Anytime she could spend around him she wanted to take advantage of.

(Sorry, I couldn't work with friends for this. But I can still help you, Eijiro, and Mina in my free time.)

(And Himiko one day?)

(She still doesn't want to be a hero.)

(Dang it! She was so cool yesterday! Scary but cool! With her quirk she would make an awesome hero!)

(I doubt Himiko would follow half the rules the hero commission has.)

Aizawa listened in, already knowing English from a certain loudmouth in his hardly existent social life. It was amusing, hearing how those two thought most heroes followed the rules so much. The naivety of youth.

The other students finally gathered together so they could get on with their training for the day.

"We'll split the exercise into four teams of five. Right after I explain the rules whoever is assigned to Midoriya will talk with him in the back about the basics." The hero then turned to the young boy. "I trust you know what you're doing?"

"Izubro definitely knows what he's doing!" Kirishima grabbed his friend, jostling the boy. "When did you get that jacket bro? It's nice."

"I'll tell you later."

"Pay attention, because I'm only going to explain once and you will be graded on performance."

Mina wanted to bother Izuku about what was going on today, and about what happened at lunch yesterday. She had texted Himiko the night before but she wanted to hear the green haired boy's view point. Right now she was off to the side talking with the new friends she had made in class that weren't with Izuku.

Midoriya gathered in the corner of the class with the five on his list. Kyoka Jiro, Denki Kaminari, Ochaco Uraraka, Kendo Itsuka, and Reiko Yanagi. He opened up a fresh page for everyone, just their name and a quick rough draft sketch of them in their hero attire.

"Nice to meet you everyone. I don't want to keep you guys away from watching your classmates so I'll try and be quick." Izuku said to the five.

"Don't worry." Kaminari gave him a smirk. "You just ask us whatever you want."

"Ok, what kind of hero do you want to be?" Izuku held his pencil against the paper, ready to write down his response.

The blond faltered immediately. "Um, a licensed one?"

Jiro sighed at the stupidity radiating from him, luckily the others had some idea.

"I'm hoping to make it big." Kendo admitted. "I'm shooting for the top ten, mostly a front liner hero making sure to quickly take down any villains while protecting those behind me."

"Ah!" Izuku's mind made the connection, pointing his pencil at her. "Similar to how you faced Muscular?"

"Y-you know about that?" Kendo asked, already embarrassed about being called out.

"You were so cool running out there! Those walls you made with your quirk were impressive protecting the Water Hose duo! When All Might showed up, what did he say to you? Did you manage to talk with him afterwards?" Izuku kept asking question after question, his inner fanboy already taking over.

"Um, that's not really important to your assignment is it?"

"Oh, sorry. I'm just a big fan of All Might." Izuku admitted. "I"ve been hoping to get his autograph for a while hearing he was teaching here but I haven't seen him."

"Hold on." Ochaco looked to Kendo. "You already faced a villain?!"

"Maybe we should get back on track." Jiro suggested.

"Sorry." Ochaco apologized, turning back to Izuku. "I want to be a rescue hero, my quirk lets me negate the gravity of whatever I touch so I could help out with big piles of rubble and help civilians out of fallen buildings and stuff."

"That's an amazing quirk!" Izuku wrote everything down. "Rescue would be a great area for you if you can lift more than a ton at a time. It's great that you already have a theme, it's really marketable and memorable so it's easy for people to recognize you. With zero gravity you could also fly yourself around and spot anyone that's lost, stuck in a higher place, you've got a lot of potential."

"Oh, um." Ochaco blushed at all the praise. "Thanks."

"If you two are done flirting I have a few questions." Yanagi interrupted.

"F-flirting?!" Ochaco sputtered, Izuku turning his attention to the notebook instead of listening to Yanagi.

"What about you two?" Izuku now with less emotion on his face asked Jiro and the silver haired girl.

"Well." Jiro held up her jacks. "I feel I'm more support, I can locate people by sticking my jacks into stuff and listening to their vibrations. I can also stun or announce loud things by using the speakers in my boots."

"Are you by chance a singer?" Izuku asked.

"Uh, I guess. Why?"

"Your costume seems punk rock style, if you sing or play anything you could incorporate that into your persona and make music alongside hero work. It would boosts both sides of work and get you popular pretty fast. Especially if you release a new song while facing off against a villain. It's only been done once in America and it was talked about for a decade at least."

"Huh." Jiro pondered on that. She thought she would have to pick one or the other. Never did she consider that doing both would make her chances of success skyrocket. "Sounds good, just give me some time to think about it."

"Just be sure to pick a style two weeks before the sports festival. That way we know what to show the audience as your unofficial debut."

"Wait, don't we debut as heroes once we get our own agency?" Kaminari asked.

"Your first impression to the world is competing on live television." Izuku replied. "That's when heroes will decide if you're worth taking into their own agencies for internships, workstudies, and potential sidekicks after school. It's rare for a graduate to skip being a hero's sidekick and start up an agency. Only about twenty heroes out of three hundred are successful in that."

"Wow." Ochaco stood in awe at the boy. "You're really good at this aren't you?"

Izuku scratched the back of his head, unsure on how to respond to all these strangers giving him a chance. He hoped when they found out about his quirkless status they were still kind. "Thanks."

Turning to the quiet girl dressed in white, Izuku turned to a new page to write down whatever she said. When Yanagi noticed his attention on her she showed off her quirk by lifting herself.

"I prefer if I don't get a lot of attention, so stealth is something I want to get into. My quirk lets me control five objects that weigh the same as my body weight or less. Anything more and I start feeling heavy and slow."

"I see, the ghost theme works with your focus on stealth. The material you're wearing though doesn't make it any easier."

"How so?"

"White is probably the worst color you could wear for stealth unless you're outside in the snow."

Yanagi tugged at the fabric she was wearing, now seeing the huge design flaw in her outfit.

"You could get the support department to make you an electrochromic grp based costume that can change colors to match your surroundings." Izuku suggested. "It's the closest thing we have to non quirk generated invisibility."

"I'll put in a request."

"So." The invisible girl got Mina's attention. "Do you know him?"

"Izuku? Yeah we've been friends since middle school."

"Are you two." The rich tall barely decent girl pointed between Mina and him, a blush coming on her face. "Involved with one another?"

"No no, he's like a little brother to me." Mina waved Momo off.

"Of course not!" Toru agreed with Mina. "Otherwise she would be mad about Uraraka talking it up to Midoriya right now!" She gushed, looking at the scene.

The three girls looked to see Ochaco asking Izuku question after question, the boy replying quickly and enthusiastically.

"They seem to be getting along surprisingly well for having just met." Momo noted.

Mina smiled, seeing Izuku making more friends. Even if he had met some not so nice people *cough* Todoroki *cough* he was getting along with plenty more people. Maybe, just maybe, the world was getting a little better for the quirkless population. She wished it had happened sooner.

"They look so cute together!" Toru squealed. "Don't you two see it too?"

"B-but, they just met!" Momo retorted.

"They're made for each other!" The invisible girl argued.

Mina wasn't too sure about that, her feelings mixed on the matter. It was obvious Pony was starting to get it bad for Izuku, seeing the girl constantly look his way and frowning each time Ochaco got closer to the boy. Yet this might be a good first step for Izuku to finally get over his last disaster with romance. Plus, Mina loved hooking people up, but with Izuku it was best to just make sure another girl didn't try to use him.

"I see it, but we shouldn't push anything." Mina tried to calm the invisible girl down.

"It is remarkably similar to a book I'm reading." Momo admitted.

"Oooh, I hate waiting!" Toru whined to them. "I'm at least going to see how Uraraka feels about him."

"Alright everyone, that's the last group." Aizawa interrupted them. "We'll review tomorrow, get changed and head to class for your next period."

The three girls started to flow with the traffic, until Toru tugged them back and pointed at Ochaco talking to Izuku.

"Would it be alright if we talked more at lunch? I think you could really help me with something."

"Sure." Izuku said happily. If there was anything he loved to do, it was helping people.

Toru was bouncing in place, suppressing a squeal. "Look at how fast they're moving!"

Momo watched them with sparkles in her eyes, absorbed in the romance she perceived in front of her. Mina felt her gut twist, remembering how a single girl managed to wreck his emotions. She would have to be on extra high alert.

Izuku sat across from Ochaco at the cafeteria table, three notebooks in front of him with all sorts of numbers on it. He expected Himiko, Pony, or one of his friends to come over by now but they must have seen him in work mode and left him alone. "You want to be a hero for money?"

"Yeah.." Ochaco sagged. "My parents own a construction company, but we've never had a lot of money. They work really hard everyday just to have a roof over their head. I wanted to use my quirk to make things easier for them, because...well…"

Izuku listened attentively, Uraraka clearly opening up about something. He wanted to be respectful to her as much as he could. After she took a few seconds, she whispered over to him.

"It's because my parents are quirkless. Hardly anyone wants to do business with them because of it. Even if money's tight they supported me as much as they could so I could fulfill my dreams of being a hero. So I want to make a lot of money for them to retire somewhere nice, like Hawaii." Ochaco admitted, naturally expecting some backlash after her revelation.

Izuku said nothing, closing his notebooks and looking right at her. "I understand."

Ochaco nodded, getting the message. He closed up his notebooks, so he wasn't planning on helping her. "Sorry for bothering you with this." She got up to leave, but Izuku grabbed her hand.

"No, not like that!" Izuku assured her. "I'm quirkless too."

Ochaco's eyes widened at his words. The smart boy that took on so much work was quirkless?! "Oh."

"You want to make as much money as you can for your parents right?" Izuku asked.

"Yeah." Ochaco nodded.

"Then let me help." Izuku flipped open one of his notebooks, already scribbling inside. "We might even be able to help her parents get more work. If you want to help in natural disaster and villain fight aftermath, then once you're assigned to a clean up area and working with local property owners you can either suggest or do a work partnership to have your parents in charge of reconstruction. Once they get enough reputation they could get a contract with either the city you're stationed at or the hero commission disaster relief branch."

His mumbling was interrupted by a hug.

"Midoriya, this means a lot. Thank you."

Joy ran through Izuku, the same feeling he got from helping Esta. This just reaffirmed this was the right path for him, to help people his own way. Neither noticed the looks they got from a few notable students. "But I don't recommend Hawaii as a retirement spot. Too dangerous."

"Why?"

"Trust me on this."

*Squeeeeaal* Toru couldn't help it. That's it, she couldn't wait anymore! She had to get these two together as soon as possible! As the days went by, the perfect plan began to piece together. Meanwhile Ochaco seemed to get closer and closer to Izuku, the two spending more time together at lunch and even after school! No matter how much the invisible girl bugged Uraraka about it she never admitted to liking the greenet. Fine, she was going to take matters into her own hands!

"What's this about?" Ochaco asked Toru, the two of them hiding in the back of the shoe lockers.

"Well, we both know you have a secret crush on Midoriya right?"

"WHAT?!"

"Shhhhh! Anyways I'm doing you a favor since you're too shy to admit it."

"Hagakure, I'm-"

"Shh! Here he comes!" Toru's sleeve pointed to Midoriya, walking to his locker with Eijiro beside him.

"Bro, are you sure there aren't any other weaknesses I might have? Being blasted by those speakers was not fun."

"That's your main one, you should have a higher durability to everything else but don't push it. Oh, you also are most likely immune to lasers."

"Seriously?!"

Ochaco wanted to bug Toru about what she had planned, but the invisible girl was holding a hand over her mouth. They watched as Izuku opened up his locker, checking his shoes out of habit. Ochaco knew the ugly truth behind the action, being quirkless was rough. He looked surprised when he found something, and pulled out a letter from his shoe with a heart on it.

No, no way! Ochaco pulled down Toru's hand, hissing at her. "Did you write a love letter to him?!"

"Not for me!" Toru whispered back in a panic. "For you! I forged a letter from you to him."

"Why?!"

"I'm tired of waiting for you to get together!"

Ochaco never thought about if she had any deeper feelings for Izuku. Sure, she wouldn't mind trying something with him but not like this! Love was one of the last things on her mind. If he said yes, ok, she would see where it went. If not, well, they were already good friends.

Izuku just stared at the letter, completely shocked at its existence. Eijiro looked over, frowning immediately once he saw it. Without opening it, Izuku walked over to a nearby trash can and tossed the letter in the bin.

"Let's go Eijiro." He said in an unusually cold tone.

"Right."

That...kind of hurt to be honest. Seeing Izuku throw away any feelings Ochaco wasn't even sure she had for him. Once the two were gone Toru stomped her foot on the ground.

"Geez! That was so rude of him!"

Toru sat with her friends in class before it began, folding her arms and stirring in her grumpiness. Mina was quick to spot the attitude change, approaching her with Momo right next to her. Off to the side Ochaco seemed thoughtful in a not happy way.

"What's up?" Mina asked the two girls.

"You're never going to believe what Midoriya did!" Toru shouted, throwing her arms in the air.

Mina immediately began to worry for the wellbeing of her quirkless friend. "What happened?"

"It's fine Hagakure." Ochaco tried to calm her down.

"It's not!" Toru denied. "So this morning, because Uraraka can't admit to having a crush on Midoriya, I tried to help them out."

Oh no.

"So I wrote a letter for Uraraka to Midoriya, a classic."

"Are they really that common?" Momo asked. "I've never personally seen one."

"They are! So, I snuck it in his locker, and guess what he did when he found it."

*SLAM* Mina threw her hands on Toru's desk, doing her best not to lash out. "You put a love letter in his locker?!"

Everyone else who had arrived to class so far were now listening. Pony herself frowned hearing the news.

"Um, yeah." Toru said. "But that's not the part you should be upset about! It's what Midoriya did with it!"

*slam* Eijiro slid the door open harshly, glaring at Uraraka. The girl flinched under his gaze.

"What the hell are you trying to pull here?!" He nearly screamed at her.

Ochaco shook her head, waving her hands in front of her. "I didn't do anything!"

"Why are you guys so upset about Midoriya getting a love letter?" Kaminari asked.

"I want to know too." Pony said.

"Someone already got a love letter?!" Mineta pulled at his face, seething at how lucky some non hero student was.

Mina took in a deep breath, doing her best not to slap the idiocracy out of her invisible friend. "In middle school, there was this girl.."

"Midoriya!" Ochaco shouted to the boy, jogging up to his spot in the lunchroom.

He got up, walking away from his unfinished meal.

"Midoriya please wait!" Ochaco grabbed his arm, but he ripped it out of her grasp.

"I thought we were friends." Izuku whispered.

"We are, it was just some stupid-"

Izuku held his hand up to silence her, still not turning around to face the girl. "I'll still help you with the assignment, but that's it. Please, just….leave me alone."

Leaving her with those words, Izuku left her, exiting the cafeteria to go somewhere other than there. Ochaco felt like crying, already she lost a good friend who was so eager to help her and her parents. It wasn't his fault, it wasn't her fault either, it was just unfortunate circumstances. She wasn't sure how she could fix this, or if she even could.

"Hey." Mina came up from behind her, wrapping her arms around the girl. "He's just...hurt. Please forgive him."

"I never blamed him." Ochaco spoke into her shoulder. "Will you talk to him for me?"

"I'll try." Mina replied, running her hand through Ochaco's hair. "But I don't know if he's willing to talk about it, about any kind of romance."

Pony watched from her spot on the table, turning back to her sandwich. She should have intervened, defended Ochaco and tried to help Izuku understand the mistake. But then he might have stopped talking to her, and that would crush her. Guilt kept building up more and more as her heart kept rejoicing that Izuku had one less girl in his life. How selfish was that?

Alarms blared all over the school, interrupting their lunchtime.

"SECURITY BREACH!"

"This can't be a coincidence." Mirai said to the rest of them. "That boy is clearly up to something."

"We still don't have any proof that he's involved." Naomasa interjected. "This time we could even track where he was the whole time with the cameras."

"Who else could slip by the security system?"

Nezu watched the two bicker back and forth about Midoriya. How entertaining it was to watch them try and destroy each other's arguments. He turned to All Might, who was silently sitting while scrolling through his phone.

"What did your successor find out?" He asked the skinny deflated man.

"I think we should explain at least some of our suspicions to her." Toshinori replied.

"The less she knows the better." Nezu sipped at his tea. "Midoriya is clever, and if Kendo herself becomes more suspicious or cautious around him he will notice."

The number one hero sighed, showing the principal the texts. "He seems to understand heroics and how it works very well, and had admitted to assuming she had some conversation with me the day I met her. I'm beginning to think Midoriya knows something about One for All."

"Well I also suspected you took special interest in Kendo after the Muscular incident." Nezu sat his tea down. "Of course, I knew you were already looking for a successor beforehand. The Detective is right though, suspicion is all we have. Until solid evidence comes to light that there is clearly something more to Midoriya we cannot openly question him."

The waiting game is all they had, but Nezu felt that this time something drastic would occur if they didn't take action soon.

Toru did a stupid. So, what's next for the drama of Izuku's life? More aliens? Drama? Failed romance? His inability to share his secrets?

How about USJ, let's do that next chapter with Izuku along for the ride. How will the quirkless wielder of the omnitrix help his classmates without even knowing the full power of the watch?!

Any grammar errors please point it out

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 17

Tossing and turning in his bed, Izuku kept thinking about school earlier today. He should have known it wouldn't have been over, the teasing, the bullying. UA was good about enforcing their policies. Not discriminating against the powerful and the weak. Unfortunately it didn't stop them, the first day someone tried to steal the omnitrix, then one of the strongest members of class One A demanded him to leave, now he had to deal with another girl messing with him.

Tomo, everytime he thought of Ochaco now he could just see her face. He wasn't trying to hurt anyone, he wasn't trying to play with them, he wanted to help them! So why couldn't they let him?

"Incoming transmission."

AHFSFHAN-WHAT?!

Izuku shot his head up from his pillow, eyeing the omnitrix as he could hear static coming from it.

"Kev….we….signa…."

It was a girl's voice, cutting in and out. As he was wrapping his head around the fact that the omnitrix served as a communicator he tried to figure out if this was an open or closed channel.

"Omnitrix, where is the signal coming from?"

"Earth."

...what?

"Some...trying...boost." A rougher male voice came from it, sounding angry at something.

"Where on Earth?!" Izuku asked again. It pulled up a hologram of the globe, zooming into America until a blinking dot was near a small town labeled. "Bellwood?"

"Is it working now?" Izuku leaned back, surprised at the voice. It sounded a lot like the omnitrix's, except less computerized and...real.

"Hello?" He asked hesitantly.

"Someone must have already found the omnitrix." The girl on the other side reasoned.

"Great, now we have another problem on top of an impending invasion." That rough sounding guy said.

INVASION?!

"How long will the signal last?" Guy that sounded like the omnitrix asked.

None of them directly responded to Izuku. Were they ignoring him?

"Um, who are you guys?" He tried asking again.'

"Hey kid, we're asking the questions here!" The rougher one stated.

Rude, he wasn't that young. They actually sounded around his age, just American. That's it, if they wanted to be like that then he was just going to talk to them in person.

"Teleport me to the signal's location." Izuku commanded while switching his pajamas to his new favorite outfit.

In a brief sphere of light, Izuku found himself outside an abandoned town right next to some worn down shed. He shielded his eyes from the sun, realizing that where it was night for him it was day here. This was a very old place, probably built before the twenty first century. What concerned him though was how there was no one around for miles and miles. The only sign that he could read said "Los Soledad."

"Did he teleport? I don't see him." Not omnitrix voice said.

"He's probably just messing with us, ignore him." Rude guy said.

"Who are you people?!" Izuku yelled at his watch. He already was having a stressful time at school, more alien stuff that wasn't getting anywhere was not something he wanted to add to it.

"One moment." A voice came from beside him.

"Was that-"

A hand clicked a button on the side of his watch, ending the chat. Izuku jumped back at the newcomer, not having seen any signs of life not even a minute ago in the ghost town.

"Hello." Professor Paradox waved cheerfully at Izuku. "I imagine my visit has caught you by surprise has it not?"

"You!" Izuku pointed at the man.

"Me."

"What are you doing here?!" The panicked teen asked, now freezing and glancing to the watch. He held it up to his chest, protective of the device that had done so much to make him feel special. "Are you here to take the omnitrix back?"

"Oh heavens no." Paradox waved off the boy's concerns. "I just needed to make sure you weren't dragged into something you weren't ready for yet."

"They said invasion." Izuku said sombly. "Is it the same...the one you mentioned when we met?"

Paradox sighed, walking to the side to reveal a bench. Izuku was sure there wasn't one there before. The professor walked around it and took a seat, patting the spot beside him. Knowing this was the man with all the answers Izuku took a seat.

"It is. Time moves differently in this universe than it does for them. When I left with the omnitrix for them it has been roughly one hour."

"But you gave me the omnitrix nearly six years ago!" Izuku then paused, thinking on what the man was saying. Both were true, it was an hour for them and years for him.

"I'm glad you're such a bright young lad. It's easy when you don't have to explain the intricacies of time streams and various other spacial rules." Paradox glanced around, nostalgia running through him as he gazed on the town.

"Curious, so many events are tied to this place." He muttered to himself. "Anyways, I hope you have found the omnitrix useful to becoming a hero."

"Y-yes!" Izuku said, holding up the watch. "I've done so much with it! Healed my friends, given new powers to them, got an alien back home, saved my little sister, and I've written so many notes about all the aliens inside it!"

"Hmmm." Paradox hummed. "You haven't granted powers to yourself with it?"

"I've thought about it." Izuku said, running his thumb over the faceplate. "But everyone would notice if a quirkless kid suddenly got powers, or half his DNA changed."

"Half?" Paradox asked, then his eyes widened briefly. The man ruffled Izuku's hair. "You are very selfless, it's a trait that I wish many had."

Getting up from the bench, Paradox pulled out his pocket watch.

"Wait!" Izuku called out to the man. "Am I using it correctly? The omnitrix I mean."

"Are you helping people?" Paradox asked simply.

"Well, yeah."

"Then you're doing just fine. I'm sure that when the time comes you'll discover the full potential behind the device. Until then, keep doing what you are doing. Goodbye Izuku Midoriya. If you are ever in need of help don't be afraid to ask for it."

"But, how do I contact you?" Izuku asked, then held up the watch. "Do I use this? What frequency do you use? Or is it like a phone number or-"

"Not from me." Paradox interrupted. "From your friends. I doubt they would hesitate if you ever asked."

With those last words, the man vanished in a flash of light, leaving Izuku all alone in the deserted town. Izuku looked back down at the watch, trying to understand the deeper meaning of the man's advice. The full potential of the omnitrix, asking for help.

"I need to figure out the communication functions of you." Izuku said to the watch. Though maybe not in a random American town.

Mentally telling the omnitrix to teleport him back home, he closed his eyes as the green sphere encompassed him and brought him back to his bedroom.

"Izuku." Eri mumbled, shielding her eyes from the light. "Stop teleporting in the middle of the night."

"Sorry." Izuku apologized to his sister in a whisper, trying to adapt to the now dark environment. Maneuvering himself between their beds, he found his and slipped inside his covers. Making sure the covers were sealing him off from his room he brought up the omnitrix's screen.

"I need to figure you out."

"Dude, you look like shit." Kaminari said, poking Izuku's cheek.

He had heavy bags under his eyes from staying up all night. Hours spent understanding the new function, only to realize that pretty much all Earth tech wasn't compatible with the watch unless exclusively tuned to it. Then he spent another few hours stressing over the other universe's invasion, the people that reached out to his omnitrix, trying to trace the signal back, and ending up with no time left.

"That's what Himiko said this morning." He muttered back, trying to take a nap in the noisy bus.

"Just let him take his nap." Jiro warned Kaminari with a jack raised.

"Not like it would actually help." Yanagi said, glancing around the bus. "Too noisy here, and if he tries to sleep for ten minutes he'll feel even more crappy."

Izuku groaned, accepting the truth for what it was. Maybe there would be a nice spot at the USJ where he could take a good power nap, but that would mean missing out on some cool quirks being used. It was a rescue zone, perfect for….her. Glancing to where Ochaco was sitting, she didn't look too happy. Mina was sitting next to her and therefor Eijiro, both doing their best to keep her involved in the conversation.

She looked up, their eyes meeting briefly before he couldn't stand it. It wasn't working, he could still only see Tomo. Izuku wasn't sure how he was going to help her parents and do the assignment with these harsh feelings in the way.

"Hey." Pony tapped his head from behind him. Izuku looked back to his his friend's gently smiling face. She was holding out a juice pouch to him, a very caffeinated one.

"Thanks." He accepted the gift, wondering how he would have gone through the day without her.

"So Midoriya, how exactly does your quirk work?" Jiro asked all of a sudden.

Izuku choked on the drink, now much more awake than before. "W-what do you mean?"

Was this some sort of cruel joke?

"Your translating quirk. Do you have to know the language, hear it for a little while, or does it read their thoughts?"

"Oh yeah!" Kaminari snapped his fingers. "Can you speak French?"

"Oui?" A sparkly student now listened to their conversation.

"Are...are you guys serious?" Izuku asked, baffled by the students around him.

"We are! You never talk about your quirk." Pony said with a smile, then switched back to English. (Seriously Izuku, I know it was obvious the day we met but you never explained how your quirk works.)

Shoto Todoroki, sitting two seats down started to listen more intently. It was hard to get close to Izuku after that incident, his friends keeping Izuku away from Shoto thinking that he was someone as bad as his father. It was hard, realizing he screwed up his chances with the girl behind the screen. The best way to make up with her, was to make up with him. But didn't Izuku have a teleportation quirk?

"He's quirkless you idiots." Bakugo stated from his seat, not looking at anyone.

"He isn't." Shoto argued. "Yet I'm confused, I thought he had a teleportation quirk."

"You thought he had a quirk?" Mina asked from her spot. "What gave you that idea?"

"I watched Himiko's streams."

"He is quirkless, right?" Ochaco asked Eijiro, the boy clamping his mouth shut.

Izuku and Eijiro met one another's sight, now coming to the same conclusion. The constant uses of the watches functions were noticed, and they had no way to explain any of it. Shit.

"Everyone be quiet, we're here." Eraserhead announced to the class.

Meanwhile, Kendo Itsuka was starting to catch a glimpse as to why All Might wanted to have her report Izuku's actions. The class wasn't sure if he was quirkless or not, ok, but what was troubling was how there was two different quirks being debated around him. Was there someone else who passed on an extra quirk to Midoriya, and was that possible? She thought that was what made One for All unique, but if someone else could do something like that...Next time she saw All Might she was going to figure out what exactly he suspected of Midoriya.

Izuku was doing his best not to have a panic attack, gripping the omnitrix tightly under his right hand. He was being discovered, he was stupid, careless, and now the whole class was stealing looks at him when they thought the teachers weren't watching. The only person who actually knew a fraction of the situation was Eijiro, and even he was kept in the dark about the full truth behind the watch. His best friend, who was always defending him didn't even know what half his body was. It wasn't fair to him, Izuku needed to start figuring things out and actually start letting some people in his life know what's happening.

"Um, Sensei, is that supposed to be happening?" Jiro pointed to the center of the training facility.

Everyone turned to look at what she was talking about. A dark swirling cloud that absorbed light was manifesting itself. It widened, and a sickly hand emerged from it.

Izuku took his hand off the omnitrix, his sleep deprived brain trying to remember if there were any heroes at the school who looked like that.

"Stay back!" Aizawa warned them, putting his goggles over his eyes. "Those are villains."

Villains, oh ok….WHAT?!

Izuku would rather be dealing with aliens right now to be honest. Eijrio ran up to his side alongside Pony, both taking defensive positions by him. Even the familiar blond came up from behind to stay near him.

"We need to get out of here." Eijiro said to him, looking back and forth from the watch to Izuku. "With everyone else. Let us handle it."

Izuku nodded his head, getting the message. Everyone was already questioning his quirkless status, any watch use would expose him right away.

"Thirteen, get them out of here." Eraserhead leapt from the top of the stairs, descending to the mob of villains that had started to emerge from the portal.

"Everyone! This way!" The rescue hero dressed as an astronaut charged forward, the class plus Izuku right behind her.

"I'm afraid I can't allow that." A man with the same appearance of the portal appeared in front of them.

"Greetings, we are the-"

"Stabilized quirk factor detected." The omnitrix announced.

The villain paused, narrowing his eyes at the little contraption upon Izuku's wrist. The boy froze in place, internally cursing his luck. Before he could think of how to cover it up or help his class the dial rose, a yellow beam running over the villain.

"What are you doing?!" Eijiro yelled.

"It's not me!" Izuku yelled back.

"Scanning...scan complete. New sample acquired."

The villain floated down, looking over himself. "That's not going to have any side effects is it?"

"I uh...I don't know." Izuku admitted. Not really understanding why the villain was being so casual with them.

"Either way, it's my job to-"

*BOOM* Bakugo had launched forward, trying to take care of the freak before he could do anything. Eijiro acted right after, flinging red shards right at him. Portals emerged to send the damage elsewhere, making sure none of it could hit him.

"What violent children. I suppose it would be best to take care of you now."

His personage grew larger, swirling portals running through the body of teens.

"Izuku!" Pony tried to cling to the boy, only to grab onto nothing. The darkness disappeared, leaving her with a handful of other students still at the door.

But not Izuku.

"Oof!" Izuku landed on his stomach, a splash of water rising around his impact. He was glad to be wearing the durable casual clothing he found in the watch, his uniform would have been ruined from that. No, that wasn't important, what was important was the villains charging right at him!

*BBRRBRBRBRBRBR*

He covered his ears, the loud noise smacking the nearest villain and sending him to his allies.

"Get up!" Jiro said, grabbing Izuku's green jacket and pulling him to his feet.

There was a lot of wind, it was cold, everything getting pelted by rain, and dark.

"Where the hell are we?!" Kaminari yelled, before dodging a swipe at a guy with bones coming from his knuckles. He was drenched, along with everything around them so using his quirk was a no go.

"Less talking, more fighting." Yanagi lifted two nearby mailboxes with her quirk, letting them fly into the villain Kaminari was dodging.

Izuku stayed close to the three, the wind constantly circling around them and blowing water into his face. Looking up he couldn't see any clouds just metal.."We're still in the USJ!" Izuku announced.

"Ok, so we're not too far from the others right?" Jiro asked, circling around Izuku and making sure no one got close to the non hero student.

"I think so." Izuku said, looking around the place. The villains kept getting knocked around easily from Jiro's sonic blasts and Yanagi's floating objects around her. "But we need to get out of here to know for sure."

"I can look for an exit." Yanagi said, a fallen stop sign floating to her. "Stay safe." She told the other two.

"W-wait!" Izuku tried to get her from going off on her own, but she had sat on the floating object and zoomed off like a witch. What's rule one of emergencies? Don't split up!

"Ok, what now?" Kaminari asked in slight panic, grabbing a fallen tube of metal and using it as a blunt weapon

"Let's get somewhere safe and wait for Yanagi." Jiro was already tugging Izuku's jacket, pulling him in a direction that wasn't out in the open. Translator quirk or quirkless, wasn't helpful here.

"She might have a hard time locating us if we go indoors!" Kaminari said.

"Still don't want to be out in this weather!" Jiro braced herself, letting off another large barrage of concussive soundwaves at the villains. "It's already hard to see!"

Izuku tried to think, but his thoughts felt scrambled. So many things were on the background of his mind from too many things happening in his life. Just focus on the immediate problem. They can't stay out but they needed Yanagi to be able to find them.

"Jiro, how long can you use your speaker boots?" Izuku asked the girl.

"For a couple of minutes straight, why?"

"If you have a plan spill it!" Kaminari took another swing, bonking someone onto their ass.

Izuku tuned out his panic, he just needed to focus on the next step. "You think she could hear them over this storm?"

Jiro smirked, turning up a nob on the side of her shoes.

*BRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBR*

"You think she can hear that?" Jiro asked, but saw that everyone in a thirty foot radius was nursing their ears.

"oops."

Eijiro ran across the broken street, throwing crystal projectiles at anyone who tried to follow. That portal had brought him and Bakugo to the ruin zone, nearly forty villains waiting for them. Ignoring the guys who probably couldn't even scratch his skin, Eijiro left to do something more important. He needed to find Izuku, he didn't have a way to defend himself without that watch. If he wasn't going to use it, then he was just quirkless. Clever but quirkless.

*BOOM* Bakugo blasted himself above Kirishima, taking out a few thugs along the way. "Where the hell are you going?! Running away?!"

"We need to find Izuku!" Eijiro shouted. He turned around and jammed his arm into the ground, erecting tall crystals that pointed towards the villains to keep them from holding him back. "Not that I expect you to care."

Bakugo landed on his feet, the battle scowl he wore disappearing. "Fine."

That was it, no arguing, no yelling? Eijiro wasn't sure what was up with the guy who blasted others for fun, but if he got more help to help Izuku then fine by him. "Where do you think he could be?"

"Hell if I know." Bakugo ran alongside Eijiro, his eyes briefly scanning the area. "If he's smart he'll try grouping up with the others."

"He is smart." Eijiro shot back.

"I never said he wasn't!" Bakugo yelled back, leaping over the redheaded crystal teen and throwing an explosion at a villain waiting to ambush them.

"So, we're regrouping?" Eijiro double checked.

"What did I just say rock candy?!" To relieve his sudden anger Bakugo took it out on three more villains that intercepted their path.

*BOOM*

"Just keep up." The explosive teen now took the lead, running ahead and letting Eijiro chase him from behind.

"Geez! You guys are too fast!" Toru called out from behind.

Both turned back, seeing if they heard right. Yep, she was there all along and neither of them noticed her.

"Wow, that was cold." Mina quipped, the entire mountain zone covered in ice.

"Is now really a good time for jokes?" Kendo asked Mina, warming herself by covering herself with her quirk in the form of a pink glowing blanket.

"That was a joke?" Shoto tried to understand some of his classmates, but it was not worth the effort to him. The only one he was trying to understand was Izuku, and therefore Himiko. All the yelling from his father he could handle, but everytime he thought about how he left a horrible first impression to Himiko made his heart feel colder. He would make it up to her, by saving Izuku and showing he was a good person.

The first step to that was finding out why these villains were here. Walking up to one of them that had most his face unfrozen, Todoroki placed his chilly hand on their cheek.

"You're going to tell us everything I want to know. If you talk quickly, you might walk away without frostbite taking your arms and legs."

Kendo wanted to interject at the harsh attitude, but her desire to want to know more about why they had come kept her from doing anything. Was Midoriya involved somehow? If All Might was suspicious of him, and villains just showed up, there was a good chance he could be connected to this.

"Let's try and find Midoriya after this." Kendo said to the others.

"Oh my gosh you're right!" Mina shouted. "He doesn't have a quirk, or anything to defend himself with! If he's alone...we have to find him fast."

"I agree." Shoto said walking back up to them after his, chat. "But we have bigger problems. They brought an 'All Might Killer.'"

Pony glared at the portal villain that floated ominously above them. Only a few remained, that speedy boy, herself, Shoji, and Thirteen herself.

"Stay back kids!" Thirteen held her fingers out, the caps at the end popping open.

"Where is All Might? He was supposed to be here." The villain asked.

"Sorry, but you'll just have to settle for me!" Thirteen activated her quirk, a vacuum sucking in the loose wisps around Kurogiri.

"You're quirk is a dangerous one, but has faults of its own."

Pony watched in horror as her teacher was beginning to rip herself apart. Acting quickly she sent out two horns to ram Thirteen out of the way with their blunt ends.

(Where did you send Izuku?!) She demanded, slipping into English.

"Oh, a foreigner. UA collects precious gems from many places."

She gritted her teeth, feeling she wasn't even taken seriously. Fine, she would get serious. On all fours she charged right at the man.

"No! Don't!" Thirteen warned.

A portal opened up right in front of her, ready to take her in. Grabbing the horns with her hands she pulled them off her head, they lifted her above the portal, straight to the villain. He made one more right in front of him in the air. Pushing off the horns, she descended to fall under the villain as she controlled her horns to go around the portal and intercept his sides.

Kurogiri barely dodged the horns, but didn't see the ones coming below to stab into his body. "ARGH!"

Pony controlled the horns stuck in the man, shooting him away from the door as fast as she could. "You!"

She pointed right at the young man in knight armor, he flinched under her commanding finger. "Y-yes?!"

Pony then pointed towards the door, already feeling the horns stuck on the villain teleport to somewhere nearby. "RUN!"

"Right!" Tenya Ida sprinted to the door, his quirk propelling him faster than any normal person.

"Wonderful effort." The villain emerged from the inky darkness. "But usel-" Pony could still feel the horns on his body, so she sent the man right to Shoji who enveloped him in a bear hug.

"Go!" Thirteen yelled. "Get help!"

Kurogiri tried to open one last portal to stop the man, but the rescue hero had gotten her bearings and sucked it up with her quirk. He rammed his shoulder against the steel doors, a sickening crack heard by everyone. Ida didn't stop though, he ran straight out of the building to get the much needed assistance.

"Tomura will not be pleased with this." The villain spoke, before summoning a portal around himself and Shoji, disappearing before their eyes. Pony tried to feel the horns she had placed on him, but they must have been too far.

Without a moment to lose, Pony got back on all fours and started to run to the nearest zone.

"Where are you going?" Thirteen demanded.

"Find Izuku!" She shouted back, but the hero grabbed her side and stopped her.

"You can't run off on your own! Besides, where do you think he'll go once he has the chance."

Pony hated just waiting around, but she didn't know where Izuku was. She also didn't know if he was ok. Please, be ok.

Kaminari squeezed the water out of his jacket, his headphones off to the side. They were useless, no signal was getting out of here so what was the point. Jiro kept her boot near the doorway, ready to blast any villains that got a little too close. Every minute she let out a loud one so that Yanagi could find them when she located the exit. That had felt like a while ago, with no signs of her. Izuku was pacing back and forth, disturbed by the sudden stalemate.

The longer they waited, the longer the villains outside had to plan. Kaminari was basically a one shot use, his quirk would fry everyone outside once he stepped back into the rain. That included Kaminari himself.

Something was wrong, well besides the obvious of being trapped with no way of contact to anyone outside. Izuku briefly pondered about using the omnitrix to send a signal, but without anyone nearby having a way to receive it, it was useless. Teleportation was out of the question, not only would it reveal the omnitrix it would leave Yanagi alone in this zone.

"So, Midoriya." Kaminari asked, leaving his wet jacket on the floor to dry. "Are you quirkless?"

Jiro jammed one of her jacks into his back. "Don't be rude!"

"Ow! I wasn't! Everyone on the bus seemed to have a different idea, so I just wanted to ask."

"Does it matter?" Izuku asked, holding his hands out to show off where they were at. "Would having a translation quirk help us here?"

"I guess not." Kaminari sat on his jacket, gripping the metal pipe he kept for defense. "I mean, my quirk isn't exactly good here either. I feel kind of useless for a hero student."

"Wait, so are you really quirkless?" Jiro asked.

"...yeah." Izuku admitted. That was a whole different can of worms, Pony didn't know, she never knew. Would she suddenly treat him differently once she found out, gave up being friends? The odds were too likely.

"Huh. Ok." Jiro shrugged, scowling at the movement in the rain.

"Wait, that's it?" Izuku asked.

"I mean, what else do you want us to say?" Kaminari peeked outside the window. "It's just a fact."

"A fact that people hate me for!" Izuku shouted back, surprising the two.

"Who would hate someone for being quirkless? You don't get to choose what quirk you get." Jiro summarized her feelings on the matter.

"If I got to choose my quirk." Kaminari let his fingers spark. "I would have picked something more reliable that didn't fry my brains."

Izuku wasn't about to bring up how technically his watch could bypass that and let people choose a new power set, but to hear these two just be so casual about it...it was really refreshing. They didn't coddle him, baby him, they just treated him the same as when they thought he did have one.

"Alright you brats listen up!" One of the villains outside shouted. "If you don't come out of there, we're going to gut the pale one!"

Pale one?

Izuku felt his blood run colder than the wind outside. In the furry villain's grasp, he held up his claws to Yanagi's throat. She was caught, and was now their hostage. If they go out there they're dead. If they stay in here she's dead. What kind of sick offer was this?!

"Shit." Kaminari got up, glaring at the group of five outside. "Guys, I might have a stupid plan."

"What is it?" Jiro asked, aiming her boot at the villains.

"I go out there, they start releasing Yanagi, you hit them with a sonic blast, Midoriya grabs Yanagi, and I shock the villains. Cool? Cool. Let's do it."

"W-wait you idiot!" Jiro reached to grab him, but he was already stepping outside.

"Damn, I guess we're doing this. Ready Midoriya?" The rocker asked Izuku, who could only nod and get ready to sprint through the rain.

"Alright! We're coming out!" Kamari announced, dropping his pipe and walking outside. He made sure to walk as slowly as he could so that his friends could spot the opening.

Inside, Izuku kept his eyes on the group. Five, but that felt like a small number. They never saw how many there were when they arrived, so they didn't know how many there should be. Jiro took out around seven, and Yanagi could have taken out more until she got caught. How many were there supposed to be left.

*Sploosh*

Something landed in a deep puddle, behind the building!

"Kaminari! It's a trap!" Izuku shouted, the building he and Jiro were in starting to shake.

"Shit!" The blond cursed in the rain, electric arcs started to poor off his skin. "I'm letting you know beforehand that I'm sorry for this Yanagi!"

A large ball of lightning started sparking outside the building, striking anyone in range. Izuku grabbed onto Jiro, they couldn't go out with Kaminari going full blast but they were dead if they stayed in there. The only option he could think of was pull her into the most stable looking portion of the corner of the building, and pray they managed to make it out. "FIRE YOUR QUIRK!"

Jiro wasn't sure if it was meant for her, but she complied. Facing her boots towards the ceiling she prepared herself to use as much concussive soundwaves to keep them from being crushed.

*BRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBR*

*CRASH*

A portion of the structure was punched outward, the building coming down right above them. It leaned to the side as it fell, making the villains run off to not get caught under its demolition. Yanagi used her quirk to push against the clawed hand, biting it at the same time to escape. That's when Kaminari's quirk hit them, paralyzing them under tens of thousands of volts of electricity. After releasing so much electricity, and in water, the teen felt the sting of his own power as it made his muscles tighten.

Once the power died down, his body collapsed onto the pavement. The rain continued to crash against the ground, the bodies, the fallen building. No one was spared from the fight.

*SKREEE*

Except for one.

The omnitrix let out a blast, shooting the tons of rubble on top of Izuku away. He climbed out of the hole, breathing in the wet air as his adrenaline coursed through his body. He shouldn't have done that, used the omnitrix, but under the circumstances he really didn't want to get crushed.

"Ugh, my head."

"Kaminari!" Izuku stepped over the chunks of cement around him, running to the boy in the middle of the road.

"Heeyy Midori. Did we wiin?" His words slurred as he got up, his eyes locking on the fallen building in front of him.

"Jiroo?" He asked worriedly, not seeing the girl get out from the wreckage.

Izuku spun back around, realizing he forgot to check on her.

"Duude! You're bleeeeding!" He pointed to his jacket.

Seeing where his finger led, he stretched out the fabric. It wasn't his blood.

It wasn't his blood.

"JIRO!" Izuku shouted, climbing back up to the hole in the rubble frantically. When he reached the top, he stopped believing he was awake. It was just a nightmare, that's what it was.

No way was Jiro lying on the ground with rebar sticking out of her chest, blood gurgling from her mouth.

"SHIIIT! MIDORIII!" Kaminari yelled.

Izuku turned around slowly, wishing he didn't. It wasn't just Jiro who was hurt, Yanagi had her hands around her throat, blood seeping through her fingers. Kaminari was taking off his white shirt and pressing it against the wound, the cloth turning crimson nearly immediately.

A bad dream, a bad dream where two of his classmates were dying right in front of him.

I think this is a good place to stop. If I'm nice, I might post the next chapter as soon as I can. Maybe in the same day. Or, I could get caught up in work and be stuck not able to update y'all for the next week.

Any grammar errors please point it out

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 18

Kurogiri had managed to get those accursed horns off himself, along with that troublesome student. He managed to escape him by sending them both into the waters of the flood zone. The new environment and lack of air got the boy to let go of Kurogiri. One he was free, the villain teleported himself back to Shigaraki's side. He saw EraserHead battling against the many thugs they managed to hire for this task.

"Why are you back?" Tomura asked, but it was always in demands.

"The children were more troublesome than I anticipated. One of them escaped."

"Do you think he'll get All Might to show up?"

"There's a chance, but it's unlikely."

"Ah well, that sucks." Tomura halfheartedly replied, then narrowed his red eyes on the hero in front of them.

"I really, really wanted to use our op party member."

"You still can." Kurogiri offered. "I doubt anyone could resist the nomu."

"Hmmm, you know what. You're right." Tomura pointed his lanky finger towards the eraser hero. A large figure watching where its master was pointing. It had large muscles, every twitch breaking its purple skin and healing back over. It had an exposed brain, jagged teeth jammed into its beak, and animalistic eyes. "Nomu, break him."

It moved faster than anyone other than the best could react to. Too bad for the hero, he wasn't the best.

*CRACK*

The nomu had gripped into the hero's spine, clutching it like a pencil in its hand. For a few seconds, Eraserhead's body didn't process the pain, but when it did.

"AAAAHHHH!" He screamed, earning a chuckle from Tomura.

"Ok, now nomu, take his leg-"

"DIE!"

*BOOM*

Bakugo had flown over, throwing an explosion at the nomu's face. It let go of the teacher, his back started to leak several fluids. The boy didn't stop, circling the nomu with explosion after explosion to burn away it's flesh.

"Does a level one really think he can beat the boss?" Tomorua asked, scratching his neck. Already he was bored of the new npc. "Nomu, kill him already."

With one swipe of its hand, the air cleared around the nomu. The burnt skin already healing. It drew back a clenched fist, ready to turn the boy into vapor.

*Shlk*

A red crystal burst from the ground, stabbing into the nomu's shoulder.

"Switch me!" Eijiro shouted, sprinting past Bakugo and facing the nomu head on.

"Oi! I ain't taking orders from you!"

"You want to be a hero?! Save our teacher!"

Bakugo clicked his tongue, looking over the wounded man. "Shit this is bad."

Tomura scratched his neck even more, so tired of more worthless characters showing up. "Nomu, stop waiting around and kill."

It obeyed, throwing its opposite fist into the crystal spear and cracking it off. Eijiro wasn't going to give it time, more and more red rock emerged from the ground and stabbed into the nomu. It got faster, punched stronger, breaking the crystals and pulling them out of its body for it to heal.

This was getting nowhere, the two of them were just distracting each other. Fine, if you want someone dead do it yourself. Tomura charged at Eijiro, the boy not noticing the man coming right to him. Instead he was coating himself in that ruby red substance, shoving more of it into the nomu.

Tomura threw his hand onto the boy's arm, all five fingers ready to disintegrate the boy…..

"Are you trying to do something?" Eijiro asked through gritted teeth, ignoring the handy man.

Tomura chuckled. "Wow, you really are cool Eraserhead." He turned around, but the man didn't have his eyes open. He was in the care of that explosive brat.

His quirk...didn't work on this kid?

Cheater.

"QUIT FOOLING AROUND SPARKLES!" Bakugo shouted.

"RAH!" Eijiro summoned a massive boulder to encompass the nomu, temporarily locking it in place. "Ugh, I think that's the most I've ever made."

Cheaterscheaterscheaters, he was going to kill them all.

Seeing that targeting the red boy was useless, Tomura focused his attention back on the nearly dead teacher. He started to run forward, only for a pink wall to show up in between him and his target.

"Finally!" Bakugo shouted seeing the three new students show up. "Icyhot, alien face, get over here and help get Sensei out of here."

"Why should-Holy shit!" Mina exclaimed, now seeing how badly their teacher was hurt. Shoto came forward, applying ice to the man to help slow the breathing.

"Cauterize his wounds dipshit!" Bakugo scolded.

"I can't use my-"

"If you don't he's going to bleed out! He dies, that's on you not me. I'm going to where the fight it." Bakugo rolled his shoulders, leaving Mina and Shoto to care for Eraserhead.

"I don't think we should engage them." Kendo warned, keeping up the barrier.

"Not like they care, brainy is going to pop out of his cage any second."

"Who's-"

*CRACK* The red crystal around the nomu was starting to crack, slowly spreading over the container.

"Crap! Guys he's coming out!" Eijiro alerted them, making crystal blades over his arms.

"Can't you just trap it again?!" Kendo asked, taking a fighting stance and letting her fists be engulfed in pink energy.

"He's been stabbing and trapping that thing constantly. Wasting all his quirk." Bakugo explained in a low tone so that the enemy didn't hear. It was true, the area was covered in plenty of broken parts of Eijiro's constructs, more than he made in the quirk apprehension test. He couldn't make too much more, or he would run out of juice.

"Nomu." Tomura demanded. "Take care of the crystal brat."

With one last flex of its muscles, the creature broke free. Screaming at them.

"Kurogiri, help me deal with these two." Tomura said, pointing at Kendo and Bakugo.

"Very well." The shadow man said, obeying his commander.

"Bring it!" Eijiro shouted, getting a fist to the face in reply.

*Crack*

"Did he finally die?" Tomura asked.

"It appears not." Kurogiri pointed at the boy, who still had a face full of nomu's fist. He had stabbed his arms into the nomu, clinging onto it like a mad man. Eijiro took a bite out of nomu's fist, making it retract out of reflex.

"It's going to take more than that to-"

*CRACK* The nomu punched him again, the boy still keeping himself attached to the beast.

"You got a plan?" Kendo asked Bakugo.

"Kill the villains, don't die."

"I don't exactly agree with that first half."

"Then you're going to fail step two."

Keepcalmkeepcalmkeepcalm. What's the first step of treating a wound? Stop the bleeding, but he couldn't see a way to stop it. There was metal sticking out of her body. Izuku started to hyperventilate as he kept trying to find some way to help Jiro. His hands hovered over her, seeking something to do to help her. He couldn't move her, she was stuck. He couldn't take out the rebar, it was apart of the rubble that he didn't have enough strength to lift.

The wind and rain kept whipping against his face, resetting his mind to come up with a way to do something useful. He wasn't though, because he was Deku.

A gurgle came from Jiro's mouth, blood bubbling out from it. Her eyes kept looking over Izuku, pleading for something but he didn't know what. Her hand lifted up, grasping his black t shirt and spreading her blood further on it.

"MIDORIII! HEEELP!" Kaminari screamed out in desperation. It wasn't just Jiro hurt, it was Yanagi.

"I'm sorry." Izuku apologized, holding Jiro's hand. "I'm so sorry, I-I don't know how to help you."

He couldn't, because he was the same quirkless boy. The same one that got beat up, the one that couldn't really help people. It was the omnitrix, it was the one to save people not him.

Izuku was, and always would be, a Deku.

'You can do it, for that is the truth behind your name.'

Why, why were those words coming to his mind now?! Why would Professor Paradox give the omnitrix to him, why did he entrust the fate of an entire universe's species to him, why give a ten year old the untold power of the watch on his wrist?

Jiro's hand was cold, it wasn't right, no one should be this cold.

'Stop thinking about yourself, and just do something!' Izuku screamed in his mind. This whole time he had been worrying about himself, about getting caught, when there were people who needed help right now!

The omnitrix flashed briefly, Jiro's hand slipping against it.

"Unstable quirk factor detected."

Izuku knew what he could do, even if it got him in trouble eventually. Any price was worth saving them.

"Jiro, I can save you, but I'm going to have to replace your quirk with something else to do it." Izuku said in as calm as a voice as he could, clutching her fingers to comfort her. Her eyes were shaky, barely able to stay on his face. Another gurgle came from her throat, making him fight to just stay looking at the gruesome scene.

"Nod if you are ok with that." He requested, because he really, really didn't want to do this without her consent. If she said no, well, he was still going to save her life.

Jiro's fingers clenched his hand, she was scared. Of course she was scared, but she nodded. Izuku kept her hand over the watch, mentally cycling through all the aliens he had researched. Number one priority, once her quirk was gone he needed to give her something that let her survive these injuries. Most plant based aliens could do that along with a few others. Second Priority, something similar to her original quirk for easier adaptability and familiar for her to use. Last priority, something that didn't alter her appearance or way of life too much.

That last part was pretty much impossible, but he had to try.

Remembering an alien that matched those requirements, Izuku hoped she would be able to use the abilities quick enough. So, giving her hand once last squeeze, he braced himself for step one.

"Omnitrix, stabilize her DNA."

*SKREEEE*

Her form was encompassed in green light, the jacks on her ears disappearing when the blinding energy calmed down. She tried to talk, one of the bloody bubbles popping in her mouth and hitting his face. Jiro was still injured, just quirkless now.

"Omnitrix, splice her DNA with Sonorosian."

One more flash of light took over Jiro, her skin turning incredibly pale with small black lines tracing up to her eyes and down her arms. Her ears rounded out, two vents on each side to allow sound to enter through the new filter. They took on the shape of earbuds, the extensions running along her head and down into the sides of her neck. The rebar was still sticking out of her, whatever was her new blood still seeping out.

"Mi-dor-i-ya." Her voice came from her throat as her body kept trying to breathe. It still sounded like her, except if someone put an autotune filter over it.

"I know you're scared." Izuku said, standing up with her hand in his. "But I need you to focus, imagine yourself standing next to me, right here, holding my hand. Once you do just..I don't know use what you feel is your quirk. I never had one but you know what it feels like!"

She was choking on her own blood, the rain hiding the confused tears spilling from her eyes.

"Please Jiro! You can do it!" Izuku pleaded, his voice piercing through the wild wind.

"I-I-I-" Her voice still came out, despite her choking. It just shows her new anatomy didn't need to breathe to speak. Jiro's body had a tiny flash of purple over her skin, trying to do what Izuku said. She did her best, trying to imagine herself, standing next to her, hand in hand.

And she was, Jiro wasn't choking, she could breathe!

"Th-ank y-ou!" Jiro hugged Midoriya, beginning to cry in relief and not caring for whatever the hell just happened.

*Cough cough*

There was a cough, below, where she was. Jiro slowly turned her head, seeing herself still in the rebar. That was her, filled with fear, confusion. Jiro felt it, but that wasn't her, but it was.

She was still dying, right in front of herself. Izuku began to tug her hand, to lead her away from what she was seeing. Jiro didn't move, locked onto the horror in front of her, the wounds in herself that she could still feel moving against her organs with each breathe.

Jiro didn't escape, she was still dying. There was simply another one of her watching it all happen and feeling every single thing.

"HELP! MIDORIYA PLEASE HELP DAMNIT!" Kaminari screamed out, his more clear than it was earlier.

"I have to go help." Izuku said, pulling his hand away from her grip. "I'll send Kaminari right to you. Ok?"

She couldn't look away, either one of her couldn't look away from the other.

Izuku turned away, he had to if he wanted to save Yanagi. "I'm sorry."

Trying not to slip over the wet loose rubble, Izuku quickly made his way down the destruction, jogging over to where Kaminari was kneeling over Yanagi. Both of them were desperately trying to keep the blood from spilling out her jugular, the puncture from the clawed villain when both of them were zapped by his quirk. Izuku stepped down, holding Kaminari's blood soaked shirt on her neck.

"Kaminari, go to Jiro." He simply said, but he probably didn't hear him.

Kaminari was frozen, staring at Yanagi's eyes as they started to lose their focus.

Izuku knew it was going to be a jackass thing to do, but two people needed help and there was only one him. He shoved Kaminari, the boy's eyes turning to him. They were bloodshot, of course they were who wasn't crying.

"Go to Jiro, she needs someone. I've got this."

Kaminari nodded numbly, moving away and walking to where Jiro was. The cold storm washing away any of the blood he had on his arms or bare torso.

Izuku took in a deep breath to focus himself. He could do this.

Something that can heal.

Something like her quirk.

Something that retained a sense of normalcy.

Moving Yanagi's head to face his own, he could feel her shaking slowly stopping. Either shock or hypothermia was setting in. Both were bad. He already knew what he needed to do, so he sent the mental commands to the omnitrix in quick succession.

Two waves enveloped Yanagi, the second longer than the first. The pale girl's skin turned more gray, black tears ripping into her skin making it look more like fabric. One of her eyes vanished, the other receding deeper into her head and stretching open the tear running along the side of her face. It was an ethereal blue with a small pupil. No white in her eye present. Izuku moved her bangs to cover the eyeless side, to make her transition more peaceful.

Ectonurite, the species that can retain their consciousness in a single cell. When he first discovered that terrifying fact he wanted to make sure he wasn't trapping on in the omnitrix. Apparently it had happened before, and the omnitrix now had over three hundred safeguards to ensure that wouldn't be the case. There were many ghostly abilities this species held that Izuku wasn't sure would carry over in a hybrid, but the one he was looking for was their telekinesis. It would be similar to her last quirk, and if she was lucky then she would have intangibility, flight, immunity to mind control, and possibly possession.

This might be arguably one of the most powerful aliens in the watch due to how many abilities they possess and their lack of living bodies. That's right, apparently they don't count as living beings.

"Midoriya." Yanagi said with a new raspy voice, interrupting his random train of thought. She was talking, and in her standard monotone voice as well. No hint of panic in it. Good, it worked.

"Are they ok?"

Izuku turned around, seeing Kaminari looking down with Jiro right next to him. They did not seem ok.

"They...they saw something bad."

"What is it?"

"...Jiro's death."

"But, she's right there." Yanagi pointed at the still standing, yet haunted form of Jiro.

Izuku nodded. "She is."

Getting back on his feet, Izuku tried to wipe the blood from his shirt. The rain had washed off all of it that was on his leather jacket, but his black shirt had absorbed it. It was black, so hopefully no one would notice it. Grabbing the zipper Izuku closed his green jacket, realizing he was still holding Kaminari's used to be white shirt.

"Is that my blood?" Yanagi asked.

"Yeah.."

"Huh...I'm either still in shock or whatever you did, thank you by the way, altered my sense of horror."

"You're welcome." Izuku nonchalantly said back. He might be in some kind of shock too, he stopped caring about his fear, or his sorrow, he just focused on what to do next. "Let's get back with everyone and make sure they're ok."

"Right." Yanagi agreed. She lifted her hand, curiously eyes her new skin. Pinching her fingers against one of the tears, she ran them along the outer skin. Strange.

Eijiro took another hit from that Nomu, feeling his skin crack again. If he wasn't fighting for his life he might feel some sort of excitement to test his limit. *CRACK*

It punched him straight in the torso, sending him right into the roof of the building. Ouch, that was rough. Today was not the day to find out his limits. On the plus side, he was standing his ground against something built to fight All Might! Extending some crystals from his back, he pushed himself out of the metal divot he was stuck in. Making his arms into spears, he fell right towards the nomu, stabbing them into each of its shoulders.

"SCRAAAA!" It screamed, spitting all around as it tried to pull him out.

"No way buddy! I'm here to stay!" Eijiro kept stabbing, pushing what strength he had to shred the internal function of the beast. He had given up trying to take this thing in alive, he wasn't even sure they could take it in dead!

"Having fun?!" Kendo asked, making another barrier for Tomura to slam his fingers against. Dropping it she threw forward a pink fist charged with Once for All to try and hit the villain. He leapt back, dodging the punch. She began throwing pink balls of energy, trying to hit the villain. He was way too fast for having a decay quirk.

"QUIT YAPPING MORE FIGHTING!" Bakugo yelled, throwing himself above another portal that tried to capture him. Kurogiri was on the defensive, backing away and trying to send the teenager somewhere that wasn't within detonation range. Bakugo's reflexes were the best unfortunately, as he used his explosions to dodge each attack or blow up another, getting him closer to the portal maker.

"What do you think we're doing?!" Eijiro yelled back, his legs in the grip of the nomu as it was whipping him back and forth against the ground.

"This wasn't supposed to happen, All Might was supposed to be here!" Tomura yelled out.

"Yeah? Well you're not!" Kendo charged One for All into one of her balls of pink energy, throwing it right towards Tomura. It detonated against the ground once he dodged, making a small explosion of pink.

"DON'T STEAL MY EXPLOSIONS!" Bakugo yelled at her.

"I didn't even know I could do that!"

"Uh, guys!" Eijiro was shoved into the ground legs first, the nomu punching his face over and over as his spiky hair kept stabbing its fists. "Little help!"

"One second!" Kendo makes a circle of energy around her, throwing it outwards to try and hit the villain. He jumps over it, getting dangerously close to touching her. She puts One for All into her legs, jumping above the villain and making a platform of light to land on. Now having created her own highground, she starts throwing One for All powered balls at Tomura.

Eijiro could feel his face starting to split more and more, the cracks on his skin running deeper and deeper. It didn't matter how much this thing was destroying its own hands, killing him would be the last thing it tried to do. It felt like he was reaching the point of his durability, a chunk of his diamond hair snapping off. This was it, he was stuck taking his after hit from All Might punches.

*crack*

He saw himself as a kid, showing his quirk off to his parents.

*Crack*

Eijiro being wheeled through the hospital after more treatments.

*CRACK*

Being healed by a strange boy with a strange watch.

*CRACK*

Defending Izuku from explosions with his back, even though he had no quirk to defend himself. Did he do it? Did he keep Izuku safe?

*CRACK*

He couldn't remember.

"Eijiro!"

Izuku.

His barely functioning eyes looked over to see Izuku charging, running right to him. Ah, that's right, he remembers now. Izuku gave him that strength to defend himself, defend others. Izuku is a real manly hero. He's glad to be best friends with him.

"Is that a hero student?" Tomura asked Kurogiri, seeing the green haired boy charge right into the fight.

"I don't know, it certainly doesn't look like it."

Tomura smirked, seeing a way to finally start breaking their spirits. "Nomu, bring me that one."

Kendo, Bakugo, and the barely awake Eijiro all saw him point at Izuku. All of them suddenly filled with dread.

"YOUR FIGHTS WITH ME!" Bakugo shouted, trying to launch between the beast and the boy.

It was too fast, grabbing Izuku's arm and running back to it's master. Izuku tried to fight while being lifted by his left arm caught in the nomu's grip. He grit his teeth, clawing at its skin.

"Izuku!" Mina called from the stairs in panic, running down with Shoto right beside her.

"Listen up students." Tomura mockingly called out, reaching his hand towards Izuku. "This is what happens to brats that get in our way."

"Genetic damage detected."

Izuku's eyes widened, looking right at the nomu. The very monstrous, not human nomu. "HEAL IT!"

*SKREEEE*

Everyone shielded their eyes, a blinding green light overwhelming the area.

*flop*

In their place, was Izuku standing there holding up a man in oversized cargo shorts. A man, not a nomu, just a normal man.

"What the hell, what the FUCK!" Tomura screamed out, looking at what was his All Might killer. It was taken away from him, his chance to kill the symbol of peace, all gone.

"Tomura." Kurogiri came up beside the villain. "I believe it was that boy's watch, it acted strangely earlier when I confronted the students."

"He's got a damn ADMIN ITEM?!" Tomura glared at Izuku, his body vibrating with rage. He then eyed the watch, strapped to the boy's wrist. If the game was supposed to be fair, then he needed to delete it. He lunged forward, his hand going for the boy's wrist faster than he realized what was-

*BOOSH*

A small blast from the watch broke his hand, launching him back to the fountain and hitting it harshly.

Everyone just looked at the prone form of the leader, his body not moving to the water rushing over him.

"Uhhhh." Kurogiri looked to his master.

"Uhhhhhhh." He turned back to the nomu, that was now an unconscious man.

"Uhhhh." Back to his master, who was also not responding. "Uhhhhh…..I think I'll be leaving now."

All the others were too stunned at what just happened to say otherwise, the portal villain simply taking himself and the self proclaimed leader away. That was it, it was over.

"Izuku! Eijiro!" Mina ran up to the two boys, one holding a man and the other's head sticking out of the ground. "What the hell was all that guys?! First I see Eijiro taking all those super punches, then Izuku comes in and takes out the big guy turning him into some homeless dude, and then you just BLAST the main guy away with your watch?! I thought PQE's didn't do anything!"

Eijiro turned his head, trying to look up to Izuku. "You going to tell her or am I?"

"Wait! Aizawa Sensei is still hurt! We need to-"

"Where." Izuku demanded.

"Just up the stairs, Todoroki and I-Hold up TODOROKI! Why aren't you with Sensei?!"

"Midoriya looked like he needed help."

"Obviously not!"

As Mina started chewing out Todoroki, Izuku marched straight up the steps like a man on a mission, handing off the not nomu to Bakugo who was too shocked to say anything. When he got to the top, he saw Pony, Ochaco, and Thirteen doing their best to patch up the spine that was partially pulled out of the man's back.

"Izuku." Pony knew she should feel happy, seeing he was ok, but with the state of things she didn't know if she could be happy.

"You shouldn't see this kid, it's not...it doesn't look good." Thirteen said gravely.

"Is he awake?" Izuku asked, kneeling down to the man. He cringed at the gruesome injury, but quickly moved past it. It startled the girls, seeing him hardly flinch at the wound. His breathing shuddered, the man moving his head to the side.

".w-what..happ-"

"Everything is fine now, I'm here." Izuku simply stated, summarizing the trademark words of his favorite hero. It didn't look good for Aizawa. The ice that held onto him helped slowed down the breathing, but it wasn't just the spine that was partially crushed, it was all his lower organs. His lungs and heart were barely functioning as is.

He knew what he had to do, he was getting good at that.

"I can save you." Izuku leaned down to Aizawa's face so he could hear. "I need to erase your quirk to do it. Are you ok with that?"

"What are you saying?" Thirteen tried to probe.

"Erase his quirk?" Pony tried to ask him, but he wasn't listening to her, just him.

"Midoriya." Ochaco started. "How could-"

"Are you ok with having your quirk replaced with something else?"

"W-will...i-it...h-heal...m-me?"

"Yes."

"...w-whatever…"

Izuku would take that as a yes. He pulled up the omnitrix, scrolling through the regenerative playlist he made through his thoughts on his walk from healing Yanagi to finding Eijiro being beaten into the ground. Literally.

*gasp* He barely acknowledge Kaminari, Yanagi, and Jiro now making it to the scene. Standing by Izuku as if he held all the answers.

Something that will save him.

Something like his fighting style.

Something similar to his life.

With the selection of Thep Khufan ready, Izuku placed his left hand over his teacher. Those around them shielded their eyes as the omnitrix rewrote his DNA, first to take away the unstable components, and then splicing him him the selected alien DNA. His skin became wrappings, coiling and layering over one another. The fingers stretched out, losing their bone structure to become bandages in similar texture to his capture weapon. The tired red eyes sunk into his head, peering through a shadow made from a slit in the bandages. The wound closed up, sealing back into his body where it belonged. Finally his black wavy hair clumped together, the cells changing to be just like every other part of his body.

He really did look like a mummy now.

Thirteen stepped back, scared about what just happened in front of her. The sack of humanoid fabric pushed itself up, sitting upright to look at everyone with the glowing red eyes in his faceless head. He held up his arms, seeing how they moved and how it wasn't just a costume or special effect. This was him now, this was Shota Aizawa. Near him he could see two of his students that were noticeably different now, their biology clearly altered. Turning his back that easily twisted with the movement, his glowing orbs landed on Izuku.

"I expect a good explanation later." He demanded in a gentle matter of fact tone. His grumbly vocals now combined with the sound of wind.

Izuku chuckled. "Of course, but I don't know how much anyone would believe."

*BOOM*

"I AM…..Here?" All Might paused, seeing the strange sight in front of him.

"About time." Aizawa said standing up to his new, taller height. "I nearly died."

"Some-one, did." Jiro said, making the muscled man clench his fist.

"Who?" Aizawa demanded, ready to test his new body by strangling someone.

"Me."

Naomasa had done the questioning himself, to everyone that was present, even a good amount of the villains they had arrested. What was most concerning though, was his one on one chat with Izuku. Something clearly happened to the boy as soon as he saw him. He wasn't stuttering, or shaky. The boy was as calm as an experienced soldier, which was scary for Izuku. Izuku told the detective everything that happened in his perspective, in order. He was so blind sided by the constant truths that came with each statement that he couldn't even think of a question to come up with for him.

That watch, he called it the omnitrix. It did a scan of the villain, took away quirks, and then altered the DNA of the recipients to help heal any damage done to them. He even healed the 'genetic damage' of something that was made to kill All Might head on. It was so….otherworldly, that he had to do one on one interviews with the ones he performed this action on along with sending what DNA they could get of before and after to Chiyo for testing.

The first, Reiko Yanagi. According to her, Denki Kaminari, Izuku Midoriya, and even the villain himself, she had a puncture to her jugular and was bleeding out. She was then made quirkless by the watch, then healed with half her DNA replaced. The other half, as reported by Recovery Girl herself, was dead. Half of her was dead, but she was just fine. A basic physical proved that she was functional, and somehow healthy.

The second, their homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa. Several different testimonies including one from himself and another pro hero reported he had life endangering injuries, organs ruined, smushed, a goner. He was fine now, he couldn't erase quirks (they tried) but he has something else. His body was made of layers of organic fabric that could move independently and lift things. When they had cut a piece off for Chiyo to study, it grew back twenty minutes later. After several tests, it proved he had a skeletal system of some kind and basic organs. They didn't want to open him up so soon after nearly dying, but the best guess was his entire body was composed of interwoven fabric that could serve as organs, muscle, his skeleton, and wherever his brain was.

The third, Kyoka Jiro, she was a mess. When she testified to her own death, that needed looking into immediately. His quirk said it was true, but for the first time Naomasa doubted it. Then they found her body, her very dead body. There was two of her, a dead one and a living one. The detective didn't push her to try and relive her own death, that was inhuman. But her body provided lots of knowledge to Recovery Girl, the autopsy showing her new body was designed to carry sound much more efficiently than Present Mic's own vocal cords. Another thing was discovered, half of it was silicon.

That was the breakthrough to discovering what Eijiro Kirishima was partly made out of. They were the first registered life that was partly silicon based. That boy was also roughed up pretty bad, but by the time questioning was over he was starting to look better, walking around without a chip of himself cracking off.

Then...there was the nomu. All testimonies told them it was something with multiple quirks designed to defeat All Might himself. That proved it, All for One was back, and he had made the first move.

Naomasa took another large gulp of his coffee, the sun set far long ago. It was around two a.m., and he was in Principal Nezu's office along with the One for All gang. Nighteye had assigned his sidekicks to keep watch over Izuku Midoriya's house and report if the boy was suddenly missing. Nighteye did argue to place Izuku under arrest and attempt to remove the watch, but that was very, very illegal. He was a teenage boy who just experienced something traumatic, even if he wasn't acting like it right now.

"So, what the hell are we supposed to do?" Gran Torino asked the million dollar question.

"Isn't it obvious?" Nighteye asked them.

"No, it's really not." Naomasa scowled back at the man. "And if you try to do anything against that boy without reasonable cause I will place you under arrest."

"I have plenty of reasons."

"Not in the eyes of the law or basic human decency."

"Before we even decide on an action for Izuku Midoriya." Nezu said from atop his highchair, spinning slightly in place to keep himself awake. "We need to discuss if we believe him to be connected to-"

"All for One?" All Might interrupted, slightly out of it. "He's back, there's no doubt about it."

"But him using that kid? Against his own servants? Laughable." Gran Torino sagged into the sofa, considering taking a nap right there.

"It could be a play to get us to trust the boy." Nighteye mused.

"A house divided against itself can not stand." Nezu stated. "If Midoriya has the ability to take quirks away, then why gift new, powerful abilities that are stronger than previous quirks? These also cannot be taken away from All for One, seeing as it is in the foundation of their DNA."

"That's a good point." All Might said, leaning back in his chair. "If All for One ever had that power, he would not let it be used so...generously."

"So it's agreed." Naomasa rubbed his temple, glad they had gotten somewhere. "Izuku Midoriya is not working with All for One, nor is that man aware of the 'omnitrix.'"

"Not entirely, but we have nothing to say otherwise." Nighteye gave in, seeing how he would not be able to convince the others. What other power could do anything in that watch unless it was connected to him?

"He would be now." Nezu said, sipping at his beverage. "The leaders of this attack have seen first hand what the watch can do to take away quirks within a moment. That at the very least will be reported back to him, and he will be interested."

"So, we need to keep Izuku Midoriya safe from All for One?" Naomasa guessed.

"Oh yes." Nezu nodded. "Yet more importantly what is on his wrist."

"Are you saying we should try taking the kids PQE?" Gran Torino asked, not believing in the idea of it.

"This is far more than any scar." All Might said, leaning forward. His eyes shone through the dim room getting everyone's attention. "There is intelligence behind that watch, someone created it and strapped it on that boy's wrist. So long as Izuku Midoriya possesses it, he will be in danger from not just All for One, but anyone who wishes to dictate who and who doesn't have power."

Any grammar errors please point it out

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 19

"They have yet to report any deaths, despite the injuries you told me the teacher sustained. This boy, he was the one to do all of this?"

"Yes." Kurogiri spoke to the static filled screen in the corner of the bar. "He is not even in the hero course from what the schedule has stated."

"And you are sure this wasn't from a quirk?"

"Positive, the watch spoke when in contact with the nomu. The boy then shouted to 'heal it'. Everything that boy accomplished was through that device, including managing to repel Tomura."

"Speaking of, how is he?"

Kurogiri walked from behind the counter, towards the back area of the building. Arriving at one very sturdy door, he cracked it open ever so slightly.

*CRASH* "FUUUUUUUUU-"'

He closed it, already getting his answer. Returning to the main room of the bar he spoke to the screen. "He's awake."

"Good."

The man behind the screen stayed silent for a few minutes, contemplating their next course of action. "I will need to look into this. In the meantime, have Tomura observe the sports festival and recruit more reliable allies. By then we should learn everything about the watch, and the child."

The tv turned itself off, leaving Kurogiri alone in the dimly lit bar once more. His master had connections to gather everything there is to know about something. Yet it bothered Kurogiri, a device that powerful and capable of reverting the nomu to human in the blink of an eye should have had some rumors floating in the dark. Nothing, no one had ever heard of such a thing in the making. Not even I-Island seemed close to demonstrating such feats. He shivered, thinking on his first exposure to the watch. It touched him with that yellow ray, hopefully it didn't give him cancer.

For the first time in his existence, he doubted All for One's abilities.

Izuku stirred in his bed, hearing a whimper under the blankets. Opening his eyes, he started to recall everything that happened yesterday. The rain, the cold, the blood. So much blood. Glancing at his left wrist, he saw the gentle glow of the omnitrix. The fact that it couldn't be removed besides anybody but himself brought great comfort. The alien metal fused with his DNA kept him grounded, so long as he had it, he was safe and could save people. He brushed his hand against Eri's green dyed hair, just over her horn. The white roots started to become more obvious, they would have to dye it again soon.

Yesterday, the chaos lasted a half hour maximum. The questions and the check ups from Naomasa and Recovery Girl lasted hours. Most of it was waiting for others to be questioned to confirm what he said, or results from numerous blood tests. The secret was out, the omnitrix holds great power and could take and give power. That was it though, he didn't mention teleportation, or the storage function, and especially the aliens. Finally when the sun started to set Naomasa took him home, where his family held him and cried for so long. Himiko broke off after ten minutes, standing awkwardly around as Eri and Mom continued to cry.

It felt awkward for him too.

Eri had decided not to sleep in her own bed, clutching onto him until both of them had slipped into dreams. He thought he would have nightmares, or even a dream about saving everyone with the strength of All Might in his muscles. Nothing, just darkness when he slept. Izuku wasn't sure if that was good or bad yet.

"Hrm." Eri squirmed again in his arms, having a nightmare again.

"Shhhhh." Izuku ran his hand over her back, holding her a little tighter. "I'm right here, everyone's safe."

Her twitching stopped, her head moving to look at Izuku's face. "how…"

"How?" Izuku asked for further elaboration.

"How are you not scared? Didn't people almost die?"

Yes and no, but he liked to look at the better side of things. "I had my friends, and this."

He showed off the watch to her, Eri brushing her hand against the faceplate. "You still haven't explained what it is."

Izuku's gut wrenched, knowing it was true. Eri was probably the person who knew the most about the watch, he showed her the aliens and the planets, but he never actually told anyone what they were. His Mom, Himiko, Eri, and Eijiro had done so much to help keep his secret. They trusted him, so it's time to trust them as well.

"Eri, start getting ready. I need to tell you guys something."

Curious as to what he was going to reveal, Eri slid out of the bed to go relay the instruction to Mom and Himiko. Izuku followed out of the bed soon after, dressed in his All Might pajamas. With a click on the watch, his clothes shifted to be the standard green jacketed outfit.

"Cheater." Eri muttered before flipping on the lights of the room. Izuku's eyes winced from the drastic change of lighting. Their room had changed, mostly Eri's side. While half of the room was still decorated in All Might posters, merchandise, and more, Eri's side had taken a new turn. She still loved heroes, some toys Izuku gave her over the years, but everything had taken a more aquatic appreciation. Ever since she learned about fish, the ocean, and sea life, Eri became obsessed with it. Her bed had nearly twenty different stuffed animals of different things, the salmon, lobster, shark, just a bunch of different sea creatures.

Grabbing his phone from its charger, he called his best bud.

*ri-*

"Hey man, how have you been?"

Eijiro answered way too fast.

"I've been good, Eri has been pretty clingy of course."

"She always has man, ever since she was smaller."

"True. Did you get any sleep."

"To be honest, no. Things got pretty close back there. For a second, I thought I was gonna die. Thanks for the save."

"Yeah...Hey, do you think you could swing by soon?"

"You need some bro time? I imagine you're shaken up too."

"I've." Izuku tried to think about how he was feeling at the moment. Logically he knew how things should feel, but personally he didn't care about how he felt, just what needed to be done next. "I've been better than I thought I would be."

"You say that, but you haven't really ever been open to sharing what's on your mind for years."

"That's changed. I'm going to be more open with you guys. Get over here as soon as you can."

"Alright man, see you soon."

Yanagi sat in her room, shades down, no lights on, just her sitting in the dark and enveloping it. Izuku said that she might still have a form of telekinesis, along with other things. Looking down at the hastily scribbled note of powers to try out she tried to float it in the air. The area around her hand got darker, the note covered in some energy she didn't understand. It wasn't like her last quirk that's for sure, but the result was the same. If not a little more flashy.

She smirked, seeing the results. Feeling a little more daring she stretched her hand to the chair, reaching out with her new abilities. It started to lift off the ground, coating in that inky darkness. Now she could really play off that 'ghost' theme easier.

"Honey! Breakfast is ready!" Her mother called from downstairs.

Glancing at the list once more, she trailed her eyes down to one particular ability. Intangibility. No better time than the present.

Standing up and floating the two things back to their respective areas, Yanagi looked straight down where the kitchen is. Using her other power was relatively easy, it was like her quirk. This one though, she didn't know how to trigger. Maybe she should try by forcing her way into the-

Her form became transparent, her legs falling into the floor as she stopped herself midway. Two, three powers she was using at once. Flight, invisibility, and intangibility. Everything felt so natural, like instinct to her. This was way better than any quirk, she should have nearly died sooner. No, it was Midoriya who did this. She should do something nice for him.

Continuing to shift through the house, just like a spirit to her own amusement, she found where her parents were seated already. They had made a large breakfast, with so many of her favorite treats despite what Recovery Girl recommended for her to try eating with her new body. It was a mix of thoughtfulness and stupidity, and she loved her parents for that.

"AAHHH!" Both of them screamed at their daughter appearing out of thin air, her neutral expression now held an eerie vibe to it with the one eye peering through the tear in her strange skin.

Yanagi said nothing, moving to her chair and sitting down. Lifting one hand, she reached out to lift herself a plate of fruity pancakes to herself, only finding it harder than before. She glared at the lights, feeling them stinging her skin ever so slightly. It must be interfering with her abilities. Flicking her finger in the air, the lightswitch moved to let them sit in darkness.

"Much better." Yanagi said, taking a bite of her food.

"That's it, we're taking you to a doctor." Her mother said, setting down her chopsticks.

"Already saw one, I'm fine." Yanagi stated, focusing more on her pancakes.

"No, you're not." This time it was Dad, turning to face her directly. "You said a boy did this? Then he can undo it, give you your quirk back."

"He technically did." Yanagi grinned as she floated some syrup to herself. "This is way better anyways."

"What are you saying?!" Her mother grabbed the topping from the air, slamming it on the table. "He stole your quirk! And now you hardly even look like yourself! He should never have-"

"Are you saying he should have let me die?" Yanagi asked in a very cold tone.

"N-no, we're not saying that." Her Dad quickly corrected. "We just want-"

"To get rid of my new powers, make me weaker." Yanagi's single eye moved along the tear of her skin, looking directly at her parents. "I won't let you take my life away from me."

Grabbing some food on the table, Yanagi floated up through the ceiling and back to her room. One of the plates not passing through with her and fell back to the ground, breaking as it hit the ground.

"Damnit." Yanagi hissed.

Izuku stood in front of his family, and friend, all sitting on the couch in front of him. Each seemed to have an idea that this was relatively serious, but all had been informed several times over about what happened at USJ. From Eijiro's perspective, from Izuku's and Naomasa's.

"So, Izuku. What's this about?" Himiko bluntly asked, only half paying attention as she kept trying to make her hand look like fireworks yet failing.

"The omnitrix." Izuku said, holding the device up.

"Ok, what about it?" Himiko asked again, still not fully into it.

Her mother slapped her arm, wanting her to take this more seriously.

"We're listening man, whatever you want to talk about." Eijiro leaned forward, very intrigued about what exactly Izuku was about to reveal.

"Ok, ok." Izuku took in a deep breathe, grabbing his stack of notebooks to the side. "You know how the omnitrix can splice someone's DNA with something else right?"

"Yeah?" Eri was handed one of the notebooks, Izuku passing them between the group.

"And you know about all those heroes I wrote about? The ones from the watch?"

"Yes/No." Inko looked around, seeing she was the only one who didn't know that fact.

"I thought you came up with them!" Mom exclaimed.

"He has like, twenty different notebooks Mom." Himiko waved one in the air in front of her. "You think anyone has that good imagination to make up that much? One for each page, I'm not gonna even bother to do the math."

"I've analyzed and recorded four thousand, eight hundred, and ninety two different species in the watch." Izuku simply stated, like anyone else could do that.

Eijiro flipped the notebook to where he knew his powers were recorded, or where they came from. "So, what about these guys? Did the maker of the watch have a DNA making quirk and put it all in there?"

"That would be so much simpler if that was the case." Izuku set down the notebooks he was holding, dialing the omnitrix to show one of the many species held within. "These, heroes I've called them. The omnitrix didn't make them, and neither did the creator."

The current alien on the watch looked like it was made out of legos, making Himiko quirk a brow at that.

"You know what, maybe someone could have imagined all of them. That one looks like somebody got lazy making that one."

The bearer of the omnitrix frowned, the current alien not helping his case.

"How come we aren't bringing your not Dad into this?" Eijiro asked. "I mean, he's practically a part of your family already."

"Thank you!" Himiko threw one arm to Eijiro's direction. "I keep telling Mom that they should make it offi-"

Inko placed a hand on her daughters mouth, answering the redhead's question properly. "You see, because of his work he would be obligated to report anything he learns to his superiors. If he didn't, and he was caught, then he would be in great trouble. Just yesterday it was exposed about what Izuku's PQE could do, but we knew that for a long time. If Naomasa knew beforehand, I doubt he would be able to keep his job by now."

"Gotcha." Eijiro nodded in understanding.

Eri held her hand up, speaking her mind. "I thought the omnitrix created the DNA by rendering a creation based off quirks."

Everyone looked at the youngest, apparently having a better answer than any of them came up with.

"I mean, if you took Eijiro's quirk, made a species revolving around it including an environment on where they would have evolved from, it would make exactly what it shows in the watch." Eri got up, grabbing Eijiro's notebook and showing the page he was looking at.

"Quirks are just a part of our DNA, but if the quirk was the DNA it would make something like this, not human looking. Does that make sense?"

Everyone else blinked, the answer so well thought out and reasonable. It just made sense.

"That, would explain those places Eri talked to me about in the watch." Inko said, recalling all the different scenery the youngest mentioned before.

"Damn, well I guess someone managed to figure it out." Eijiro leaned back, grabbing another notebook and looking over some of the heroes within.

"Is she right?" Himiko asked, now self conscious about her intelligence compared to her younger adoptive sister.

"Honestly, I might use that to explain the omnitrix to other people." Izuku said, making them even more surprised.

"You mean that's not the secret?!" Himiko shouted in utter disbelief.

"No, it's...bigger than that." Izuku now realized he didn't know how to drop the bomb. Every other explanation they offered sounded more realistic than the truth. Still, he had to tell them. Even if they didn't believe it.

"Himiko, Eijiro, your DNA was spliced with aliens."

….

"Is that the punch line? Because it's a bad joke." Himiko morphed her hand into a little green alien, making it demand to see their leader.

"It's not a joke!" Izuku scrolled the omnitrix to show another alien. "The omnitrix has over one million stored DNA samples of sentient species from another universe!"

"Wait, a different universe? I thought we were talking about aliens." Eijiro asked, now confused once again.

"We're talking about both! The other universe was experiencing genocide so to preserve their species someone made the omnitrix to-"

"Izuku." Inko got up, giving her son a hug. "I know things have been rough lately, if you're not feeling well you should-"

"I'm fine!" Izuku pulled out of her arms, grabbing at his own hair. "Who on earth could even make something like the omnitrix? It would at least take over three hundred people with specific quirks that would only be useful to make this device. Not even taking into the account the probability of them being alive at the same time, or them being gathered together, or the resources it would still take to make this. Earth can't make an omnitrix, only an alien could!"

"Hey man." Eijiro got closer to Izuku, his arms out in a passive manor. "I'm glad you want to find more out about the omnitrix, but Eri's explanation makes more sense."

"You were just a kid when you were given it." Inko tried to reason. "It's fine if you don't know everything about it."

"Of course you don't believe me." Izuku gave up, about to retreat to his room and play around with the alien device some more.

"Incoming transmission." The watch spoke, making him pause at the exit of the living room.

"Transmission?" Eijiro asked, everyone now interested in what the device was now doing.

Izuku didn't know who would be reaching out to the watch, maybe those people from before? "Answer it, or, play it? Either way let's hear it."

"Hey, is this Midoriya?"

No way.

"Esta?!"

"Oh good! You have no idea how much trouble I've been through to find a way to contact you. There are way too many laws about contacting underdeveloped planets."

"Izuku? Who's that?" His mother asked, weary about someone calling him on his watch.

"Is someone else there? A girlfriend maybe? Scratch that she sounds too old. Unless you're into that sorta thing after meeting me."

"Why are you calling my son?" Inko demanded. "What's your relationship with him?"

"Oh damn-I mean...shit I sound like some cougar preying on kids."

"What's a cougar?" Eri asked the group. Himiko got on a knee, putting her hands on her sister's shoulders.

"You see Eri, a cougar is an older woman who likes little boys and-"

"Stop." Inko rubbed her forehead. "Just, tell me who you are."

"I'm Esta, someone Midoriya helped out a few days ago. Or is it weeks? I didn't study earthanomics in school so I don't know the rotational difference between here and there."

"Earthawhat?" Eijiro asked, seeing he wasn't the only confused one. Izuku seemed to understand just fine though.

"How many more people are with you?"

"My Mom, two sisters, and best friend. I was just telling them that aliens are real."

"oh….Oooohhhh. Do they believe you yet?"

"Not yet."

"Izuku." Inko put her hand over the watch, giving her son the stink eye. "It's not polite to ignore your mother's questions."

"It's also rude to butt into a conversation." Estas muffled voice came from under Inko's hand, still audible.

"She's got a point Mom." Himiko added, quickly regretting her decision seeing how angry she was getting.

"I want to meet her, now." Inko demanded, not liking this woman one bit.

"Are you sure?" Izuku asked. "She lives pretty far." He stopped, realizing what the meeting would mean. Going to meet Estar, that could work to make them believe him.

Inko crossed her arms, scowling. "I'm certain."

"Uh, I think I'm gonna go now." Eijiro began walking backwards, only to be grabbed by Izuku.

"Hold up, Esta, how many multi environment suits do you have at home?"

"We get visitors a lot so at least ten. Why?"

"I think I found a way to get my family to believe me." Izuku smirked.

"They would...Oh now I gotcha! I'll send you the exact coordinates for a room they'll be fine to put the suits on. I trust you have your own?"

"Yep. See ya in ten standard?"

"See ya in ten standard, bye!"

*Beep*

Izuku looked between everyone around him, grinning ear to ear. "Are you ready to meet an alien?"

Kyoka Jiro sat on her bed with her phone, scrolling through past photos of herself. She used to look ok, able to pull off a good punk rock outfit. Now, she had pale skin, weird lines, and was thirty centimeters shorter. Hardly anything like how she used to be. So many parts of her died, she died, and now there's some new stranger in her blankets. She tried playing some music, but everytime she got in the mood to sing her voice reminded her of who's here.

*knock knock*

"Kyoka, can we come in?" Her father asked, just outside her room.

"Go-away." She hated the voice, that stupid synthetic voice that sounded like her own with bad autotune.

"Ok, but we'll be here all day if you want to." The footsteps went down the hallway, away from her door.

Kyoka grabbed the crumpled scrap of paper, the one with the list of her potential abilities. They weren't like her quirk, this was more like Present Mic's quirk and more. Only one ability listed seemed somewhat close to her original quirk, but so far she wasn't able to figure it out. He did say there was a chance she didn't have all of the powers on the note. She couldn't plug herself into her phone, or her instruments. The reconnaissance aspects that she had been thinking of are all gone now. This whole time, she had an idea of what kind of hero she could be. All that effort, gone. Not even her backup plan of being a musician/singer was applicable.

Her life was over, ended at USJ.

The phone in her hand started to buzz, an unknown caller.

*click*

"He-llo?" Jiro coughed, trying to adjust her voice to not stutter like that.

"Hey, is this Jiro?"

Kaminari?

"Yeah." She responded, still trying to get her voice to sound more normal.

"Oh, good…"

Was he, gonna say anything else?

"Why'd you call?" Her voice sounded better, more natural without stutter, yet still filtered through a machine.

"I just, wanted to hear you."

That sounded creepy, but the way he said it was so sad.

"Why?"

"Because, just...I can't help but think I'm the reason you and Yanagi got hurt."

Was he really hung up about that? They were pinned, the villains had a good plan that ended up screwing them over. It was Kaminari who actually took them out in the end.

"That's stupid."

"It was my plan, and I couldn't even stick with it. I don't see how it's not my fault."

It's not though, the villains did this, they were planning on killing them anyways. They only partially succeeded. Kaminari continued, his voice quivering.

"I messed up, I'm sorry you had to go through….that. Maybe I should just quit the hero course."

"No!" Kyoka shouted to her phone, sound waves being sent right through the device.

*crash* "Holy shit!"

Crap, what happened?!

"What's wrong?!" Kyoka shouted again.

*CRASH* "Stop! I don't know how you're doing it but stop!"

Wait, she did that? Her powers worked on the other side of the phone?! She needed to be more careful, those sonic blasts came out much easier than she expected them too.

"Sorry."

"It's fine, I deserved it."

"No, you didn't. You did better than I did back there."

"Seriously? I can't even use my quirk in the rain without seriously hurting you guys, or losing my mind. Let's face it, you're gonna be the better hero."

He thought she was still going to be a hero?

"I don't think I'm going to be a hero anymore either." Kyoka told the boy over the phone, Kaminari sputtering out his response.

"What?! But you're already so good at it!"

"Didn't I just blast your room?"

"You just got a new set of powers, I think you get a pass. Unlike me who had them his whole life."

"Shut up, none of us have had a good chance to practice openly with our quirks. We barely got started."

"Barely got started huh, so you are still planning on being a hero then?" He asked in a smug tone.

That wasn't what she meant but, damn it. Why'd his scatter brain thoughts have to scramble hers? Hold on...

"Did you just use psychological tactics on me?" Kyoka asked, utterly shocked by what just transpired. Kaminari, just did something incredibly smart.

"I'll tell you when we meet back at class. See ya!"

"Wait a second, we're not-"

*click*

He hung up on her! That!...stupid jerk...he just had to be so clever and nice. Well, she could give him an earful when she saw him in class again. Hero class.

On Fanfiction, there was some confusion about a couple things that if they read. I'm going to address the main ones right now.

If you want a standard Izuku turns into a bunch of aliens and fights villains, go read those stories. I listed in the description of this story that Izuku doesn't know the transformation feature because I wanted to explore the other parts of the omnitrix. Eventually, he will discover it. The more you ask though the more tempted I am to delay it.

Kendo does not have her quirk "Big Fist" in this story. She had a power that is similar to Gwen's mana projection. Quirk or magic, I'm not saying because the story is still being written.

Eri is older in this story since I wanted to introduce her earlier in Izuku's timeline. Right now she's about twelve and just a head shorter than Izuku.

Ben, Kevin, and Gwen are still in their own universe. We will further address their issues about the Highbreed in the future.

Nearly every complaint or question has stemmed from people skimming the story or wanting to know what's going to happen in the future, and I'm pretty sure you don't want spoilers.

Any grammar errors please point it out.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 20

"Meow!"

Eraserhead was a pro hero, one that had a quirk that let him take down all sorts of incredibly dangerous villains. It was in his hero name, easer, with it he could negate most quirks and render them powerless. If they had a mutation, naturally strong, skilled, or armed, he could use his specially made capture scarf to take them down.

"Meow!"

"Fine, I'm getting up." His muffled voice came from whatever his mouth was. It sounded like there was a blanket over his head. Sitting up on his bed, he looked down at the black cat that was sitting on the lap of his sleeping bag. He tried sleeping under the blankets, but felt more comfortable in his bag.

"You're not normally this friendly." Aizawa spoke to the cat who stared back with its bright yellow eyes.

"Mow mow."

"No I'm not appointing you the ruler over...huh?"

"Meeoow." It whined in complaint, leaping off him to go and do whatever the cats get up to.

Aizawa watched in confusion, bewilderment at what he heard. His glowing red eyes peered through the wrappings that made up his skin. The black strips ran down his head, very similar to his old hairstyle but now he could control them individually. Slipping out of his sleeping bag, he stretched his limbs to loosen himself up. Unintentionally they stretched much farther and hit the walls of his studio apartment.

"Hm, I'll need to work on that." It felt so strange, now with abilities that he once craved when he was younger. It took a while to accept his quirk and how others might perceive it. To catch up to everyone he had to train, be better than the best when it came to his skills. Now he had what everyone else had, powers alone that would have hero agencies and schools sending him requests to come work with them. Of course, that's if they found out. Right now he had what he always wanted, a full twenty four hours of straight sleep.

The school had given him mandatory paid leave to handle his new situation. Recovery Girl checked him off and deemed him healthy, but he obviously no longer had his quirk. His options were to quit his hero work, or adapt. Reaching out with his fingers, they stretched to grab the hastily written note from the boy that was responsible for his new condition. It listed the various abilities he might discover.

He narrowed his eyes at that. There was hardly time to question the kid about every little thing. Technically there was, but he was thrown into a very traumatic experience and there was no need to overwhelm him. Izuku Midoriya was already incredibly cooperative, and the fact that they had a quirk to confirm everything he said was true suspicions of him working with the enemy were negated. Yet the fact that he knew so much, and had a watch that could do more was very very suspicious.

"Can split apart and reform the wrappings, slip through small spaces, regeneration, extension, enhanced strength speed reflexes and dexterity, durability, water resistance, immunity to radiation, levitation, no need to breathe."

Just how many quirks are stuffed inside him? None, just a lot of abilities that could serve as their own. There are other things mentioned for him to look out for, like freezing, getting tangled, being weighed down. Damn this felt like it was going to take as much effort as testing limits and making notes for his entire class.

"Meow!"

Looking down, he saw his five cats sitting right at his feet. They all looked at him expectantly.

"Mew, Meow mow."

"No."

There was one thing that needed to be added to that list, apparently he could understand cats now. Apparently they viewed him as the current ruler of the Earth now and wanted to enslave humans. Hopefully he could convince them that was bad. Still, he had to get ready for the day. They were going to be questioning Midoriya again today and he is going to be involved.

The Midoriya family stared out the window to the planet's surface. It was a dark sky that was filled with sulfur and ash, rays of light leaking through the toxic clouds from the red sun. The ground was constantly steaming with streams of magma running down the volcanic mountains. The world was the visual representation of what one pictured as hell, where no life could exist.

*munch*

Yet there were still some who called it home.

"So." Esta pulled out another stale snack from the bag in her hand, popping it in her mouth as she stood next to them. "Welcome to my place, well my parent's place but they're out at one of their summer homes."

The humans/hybrids has arrived to Esta's home through Izuku's teleportation feature. There was confusion at first, with Izuku telling them to put on disks that housed multi environment suits. They were both parts curious and confused as to why they would have to wear suits for someplace and why this had to do with aliens. Izuku warned them that the air was toxic to them and the temperature outside the room was extremely hot. It was even more confusing when he said they were staying indoors. Once they dawned the outfits, Izuku using the omnitrix to equip the outfit he used previously to visit here, they met Esta.

She wasn't wearing the thick clothing she needed for Earth, and instead wore a simple top that exposed part of her stomach and shoulders with a pair of short shorts. It wasn't a good impression for Inko, but she was soon distracted by the view of the outside world.

Eijiro tapped the helmet that he wore, feeling how real it was and how real everything was around him. He could stand the heat thanks to his tough skin, but no one wanted to test his lungs to the air. "We're in the watch, right?"

"Hm?" Esta looked to Izuku, who was in the suit of armor the omnitrix made for him. The omnitrix was in view on his wrist, allowing him to access its various functions. "What's he talking about?"

Looking through his tinted lenses, Izuku realized he unintentionally hid another function. "Yeah, there's dimensional storage in the omnitrix." His voice came from the metal gas mask.

"It also apparently has power armor." Himiko jabbed his metal side, sporting one of the environment suits that was made of flexible material. "Since when did you play fallout?"

"Is that a game?"

"It's one of Himiko's favorites." Eri added, still staring out the window. The suits were adaptable through nanotechnology, easily shaping the helmet to have space for the horn. "So what kind of alien are you?"

Esta happily walked up next to Eri, cooing over the cute girl. "Ooo, I could just pinch those cheeks if it weren't for your helmet! I'm a Kraaho, and this is my home planet."

"Izuku." Inko turned to her son, barely holding onto her emotions. "Why do you have all of this in your watch?"

"We're not in the watch Mom. This is real."

"How? Even if Aliens are real, they couldn't exist here. This place is just so, inhospitable."

"Um, Ma'am." Esta stretched her arm to wave it in front of Ms. Midoriya's helmet. "I would appreciate it if you didn't trash talk my home."

"I wasn't talking to you."

"You were talking about me though." Esta narrowed her eyes at the woman and folded her arms.

"I believe them." Eri walked up to Izuku's side. "If we were in the watch, we wouldn't need to wear these suits."

"Um." Eijiro interrupted them, pointing towards the sky. "I also don't think he makes giant spaceships inside it."

Everyone looked towards where he was pointing, becoming wide eyed as a massive ship was descending through the atmosphere.

"Ah crap." Esta threw her empty bag in a bin, the alien trash can incinerating the trash instantly. "My parents are back early!"

"I'd love to meet them." Inko clearly announced in an off putting tone. "I'm sure we could discuss plenty of-"

"They're racist." Esta briefly explained. "Like, super racist against beings from level two planets. You also don't have any traveling ID's or official border pardens so if we got caught."

"What?!" Izuku shouted behind his thick helmet. "But they were really nice! Plus they were really huggy."

"That's because they assumed you were from a more advanced planet serving as an enforcement apprentice!" Esta exclaimed, quickly picking up some other things she left out around the place. "That suit you have on is close to what those guys wear on their patrols. But if they see that I brought people from Earth? The literal mess of sporadic mutations and the dumping planet for genetic experiments they might have you guys incinerated to prevent spreading diseases!"

"WHAT?!" Inko screamed, grabbing the other woman. "No one can just do that, it's illegal!"

"On Earth for humans maybe, but not for galactic law!" The alien then started stretching her limbs out, grabbing everyone in her home and pushing them back to the room they arrived in. "I know you only arrived about twenty units ago-"

"Half an hour."

"-But if I'm going to stay out of trouble and you want to live then you need to leave! Just make sure to leave the suits!" She finally shoved them into the airlock chamber, where upon closing the door it adjusted the air quality and temperature to Earth. Esta peeked her head at the window, looking at Izuku.

"I'll delay them for as long as I can but you should hurry. Maybe we can try this again sometime?"

"Ok, maybe you could come to Earth again? Either way I guess I have your frequency, or number, whatever it is."

"Izuku, please don't invite strangers to our home." His mother tried to lecture him.

"She isn't a stranger to me, and she wouldn't be a stranger to you if you got to know her." Izuku muttered, a little aggravated that his Mom was so aggressive to Esta.

"Don't talk back to me about this." Inko warned.

"Isn't that how conversation works?" Himiko tapped the disk on her chest, the space suit vacuumed into the tiny compartment. "You talk to someone and they talk back?"

"Himiko, don't get smart at me."

Eijiro remained silent, feeling incredibly awkward with the family argument unfolding in front of him and unsure if he should even intervene.

Himiko smiled, gasping with joy. "Does that mean I can quit school!"

"No!"

"Mom, why do you not like the alien lady?" Eri asked genuinely.

"She's not an alien!"

"Yes she is!" Izuku stomped in front of her, his metal foot clanging against the floor loudly. "I know I haven't been open to sharing much about the omnitrix, but I haven't lied to you about it! I've kept this secret for years and now I'm finally opening up about it and what do you do?! Tell me I'm wrong, that what I know significantly more about isn't real, and worst of all you have treated the person who can show you I'm right like trash! If you expect me to open up about my problems and tell you everything that's going on in my life you can't just throw it away!"

As soon as Izuku saw that everyone had already put their space suits away he held up the omnitrix. Mentally he commanded it to teleport him, his family, and Eijiro back home. The green sphere of light engulfed them, transporting them across many lightyears and back into the comfort of the Midoriya living room. As everyone was still reorienting themselves after the instantaneous action Izuku changed his outfit to return to the jeans with a black t shirt and green jacket. He stormed towards the front door.

"Where-"

Izuku cut his own mother off, already halfway out of the house. "Out."

Slamming the door, the rest of the Midoriya's and Eijiro kept their eyes on the door, expecting Izuku to come back any minute. After waiting a minimal amount of time Inko had already grabbed her phone, dialing Izuku's number.

"Mom." Himiko tried to get her attention, being serious for once. "I think we should give him some space."

"It's not that I don't believe him." Inko replied, still calling Izuku. "I just don't like the women that try to associate themselves with my son."

"Not faulting you there." The eldest daughter held her hands up. "But I think you and Izuku are seeing things with different levels of importance right now."

Not getting a response from Izuku, Inko lowered her phone and rose a brow to her daughter. "Explain."

"Izuku shared his biggest secret with us." Eri started. "And I think he wanted us to focus on that instead of pushing it aside."

"And it's not just some other big secret a normal guy would have." Himiko continued, shapeshifting her face to have its fangs and cat eye slits. "We're talking about that watch, which in of itself is already a big, big secret. Izuku kept the biggest secret of the biggest secret to himself all these years and finally opened up to us about it."

"If I may." Eijiro stepped in, sheepishly looking towards the mother. "I've always bugged Izuku about the watch, and felt really hurt when he would keep some of it secret. He never was an open guy about it, but he always used it when he needed to. At the USJ, a lot of us almost died. Izuku could have teleported away or simply hid inside the watch and keep it secret, but instead he used it to save us. I think he's dealing with a lot right now and while I don't know what to think about the alien thing...he finally trusted us enough to share all his secrets, so shouldn't we trust him the same way?"

Inko looked down at her phone again, sighing as she read what was on the screen. "Looks like Izuku will be home late again. I'll think about what the three of you said. I'm happy Izuku finally is more open to us, and I trust he is doing what he believes is best, but you must understand that I don't trust a random woman who I've never met to be extremely friendly with my son behind my back."

"We get it Mom. You don't like cougars." Himiko reverted her face back to normal and began making her way to Izuku and Eri's room.

"Are cougars adult women?" Eri asked, not having gotten a complete answer from earlier.

"Yep! But only certain ones." Her older sister happily answered.

"Is Mom a cougar?"

"Himiko!" Their mother shouted.

Izuku shoved his hands in his pockets, just wanting to get away from home for a while. He didn't need to go far, just somewhere else. As he marched down the sidewalk he heard a car slowing down next to him. Looking up, he saw Detective Naomasa in the driver seat.

"You don't look so happy."

"I'm not." Izuku confessed.

Truth

The man winced, rubbing the back of his head. "Well, I hate to bring this up but I was hoping we could-"

"If it gets us away from here then you'd be doing me a favor."

Truth

Naomasa felt worse about this, knowing that Izuku wasn't in the best state of mind right now. He could only guess what was going on at home and how the USJ has affected him. Nevertheless there were still too many unknowns that needed to be addressed to satisfy the others. He opened up the passenger door for Izuku, the boy quickly hopping in and buckling up.

Pulling out his phone, the man sent a quick text to Inko. "There's just a couple more things that the staff want to know about for security reasons."

"Mhm." Izuku just nodded, staring out the window as they began driving down the road.

The detective tapped his fingers on the wheel, mixed feelings swirling in his gut about all of this. Yes, he needed to make sure he knew as much as he needed to keep the Midoriya family safe. All of this was moving too fast for comfort though. Before he wasn't getting enough answers, left in the dark and only speculating for years. Now everything is being dumped on him at once and he can't keep up. Worst part was, they needed to act as soon as possible but they just don't know how much they're missing. That's not even bringing up the psychological scars that the teens certainly got or how all of their families are reacting.

Speaking of which…"Hey Izuku."

"Hm?" He didn't bother turning towards the man, still just looking out the window.

"How's your family taking all of this?"

"Not well." Izuku grumbled.

Truth

"Well, mostly Mom."

Truth

"Inko does seem overly worried about you kids. Understandable given how much trouble seems to find you." Naomasa kept up the small talk, but played it on the 'devil's advocate' side to get him to defend his own reasoning and reveal more of what's happening.

At least, that's what he expected to happen. Izuku sat up straighter, took in a deep breath and was about to go into a rant, but then stopped. It was hard to make out his emotions and pay attention to the road. The questions would just have to wait until they got to UA where the others were waiting.

"Welcome Izuku Midoriya!" Nezu greeted the boy cheerfully as they entered. Nighteye and a deflated All Might stood to the side, staring at the boy. Cueball herself was sitting in a chair next to an empty one in front of the desk. Eraserhead would normally be in a sleeping bag on the floor, but he got his full night's rest already. Izuku didn't seem too concerned to be here, lost in his own thoughts and not even noticing them.

"Hello sir." Izuku greeted simply.

"Heya kid!" Cueball waved. "Good to see you in one piece."

"Thanks."

"Why exactly is she here?" All Might whispered to Nighteye.

"She's his homeroom teacher and demanded to be involved with his questioning. It's completely understandable." Eraserhead cut in.

"I know you've answered many questions for us yesterday, and we are very grateful for your cooperation and saving the lives of students and staff alike." The Principal interrupted before Cueball extended the conversation by a few more hours.

"Thank you."

"But-" Nezu motioned to a chair for Izuku to sit on "-There are some things we do need to clarify sooner rather than later."

"Ok." Izuku took his seat, keeping his eyes on the principal.

The small mouse/bear/thing moved the list they had made closer to himself to read. "First, is there truly no way to restore the original quirks of those you have used your watch on?"

"Unfortunately, no." The boy looked towards his lap with a downcast expression. "I wish I could."

The heroes and the principal looked to the detective, who nodded along with the truth. Eraserhead had already come to terms with it. If Izuku could turn him back he would have mentioned it sooner and not have made a list for his conditions.

"I'd like to apologize once again on UA's behalf." Nezu said, his always present smile fading. "We were unprepared for such an attack and forced you to take up protecting and saving students and staff alike."

"It's fine." Izuku attempted to move on, but the very skinny and tall man stepped forward.

"No it's not." Yagi stated firmly. "It's our job to keep you safe, fight the villains, and teach you what you need for your futures. The hero students at least knew what they would face in their future and were preparing for it. You on the other hand should never have been anywhere close to what happened. We failed, and you had to pick up our mess."

Eraserhead wanted to punch All Might in the face. They would have significantly had better odds if that buffoon had shown up on time.

"...I'm sorry but, who are you?"

Cueball was doing her best not to laugh, knowing how much of a nerd Izuku was for All Might.

"Ah, forgive me for not introducing myself. I'm Yagi Toshinori, I am one of the staff members helping with the case." He gave a short bow, Nighteye coming up next to the man.

"And I'm-"

"Sir Nighteye." Izuku said in some awe. "I'm a big fan. If you don't mind I'd like to talk to you briefly after the questioning."

"As long as it doesn't take too long it should be fine." Nighteye agreed, looking to Nezu to continue the questioning.

Nezu smiled once again and folded his little paws. "Back onto the questions, in the reports you stated that to heal the severely injured persons you erased their quirks and then altered their DNA to give them regenerative properties. We are curious as to why each person has such varying mutations and how you know what new abilities they may manifest."

"Well.." Izuku had to be cautious about what he said in front of Naomasa. He'd have to thank Eri later. "..The best guess is that the omnitrix is able to simulate beings from quirks."

The principal blinked, lost on what the boy was talking about. Looking around, Izuku saw that everyone was confused about his explanation. "Ok, so quirks are apart of DNA right? Now if you could isolate the quirk factor and create a species solely around itandpredicttheinitialenviromentyoucouldestimatewhatthatbeingwouldlooklikeinasimulatedevolutionaryprogramyouwouldgettheresulting-"

Izuku began muttering, the further and further he thought on it the more realistic it sounded with the omnitrix's capabilities. Eri certainly was smart, no wonder everyone wanted to believe her explanation over the ridiculous truth. His word stream was interrupted by a hand on his shoulder, Yagi looking very lost at what he was saying.

"Nezu, did you get any of that?" Cueball asked.

"Enough to understand the principle." Nezu hummed, putting a paw to his chin. "Fascinating, I am aware that many have isolated the quirk gene but have unable to do much about it. To think that expanding it rather than directly modifying it was the solution to artificial quirk science. Truly whoever created the watch was a genius. Do you by chance know who made this?"

"No." Though Izuku really did want to meet them.

"Then how did you obtain the 'omnitrix'?" Nighteye cut in.

"A man I had never met before found me when I was ten and gave it to me. Because I was young I might not be able to recall all of the details." Now these were the questions Izuku was prepared for.

"Can you describe him?" Eraserhead asked.

"Well he's british." Izuku started listing random traits on his fingers, Cueball listening more intently all of a sudden.

"Has dark hair."

She leaned in closer.

"Was dressed sharply with a long coat."

Cueball's eyes began to widen. Izuku not noticing the shock on his teacher's face.

"Oh, and he says a lot of confusing things that are supposed to make sense but don't."

Izuku was suddenly grabbed by both of his shoulders, Cueball looking him dead in the eyes. "Was his name, The Doctor?"

"N-no I don't think so." The boy stuttered, not sure how serious this was to her.

"Phew! Nevermind then, no crisis." Cueball slumped back in her own seat, perfectly happy with that answer. She paused, then leaned back to Izuku. "What about John Smith?"

"No."

"Ok."

Yagi and Nighteye looked between each other once more, questioning the importance of having her here. Eraserhead's hair began to float, ready to throw the woman out for the interruption.

"Ahem." Nezu cleared his throat. "Have you ever been approached by him again?"

"No, I only met him that one time." Izuku clarified.

The principal shifted through his papers until he pulled out one specific one. "The device is listed as a PQE that same day I assume. Yet if it was created beforehand, why was it listed as such?"

"Sir, it's bonded to my DNA." The boy stated, earning confused gazes once again.

"How?" Eraserhead asked the big question.

Izuku just shrugged, honestly not knowing how technology could be bonded to DNA. "The doctor who diagnosed it had an identification quirk, they warned that we shouldn't try to take it off."

Nighteye looked over to the detective, who nodded once again. Those who knew of All for One glanced between one another, their plan to try and obtain the omnitrix has just gotten more complicated.

"Well I thank you for your time Midoriya." The principal hopped down from his chair, walking up to the boy. "There is much to discuss but I don't believe your life will experience any hardship from us or law enforcement. Cueball, would you mind giving the boy a ride home?"

While Izuku wasn't going to deny a ride from his teacher, he did expect it to be from the detective. Cueball patted his back as she got up giving him a proud smirk. "Well, I'm gonna miss ya bud. Once I get you home I won't see you until the sports festival. I'm gonna lose my star pupil."

Now it was Izuku's turn to be confused for the day. "Don't we have a few more weeks of class before then?"

Cueball nearly tripped, obviously not expecting that response. "Are you not transferring?"

"Why?" Izuku asked sincerely. Cueball glanced to Nezu and Eraserhead, who both shook their heads.

"Seriously?" She then sighed, leading Izuku out of the room. "Kid, you've got a lot of untapped talent."

"For business?"

"Let's just get to the car."

"Wait!" Izuku pulled out a notebook and pen seemingly out of nowhere, running back to Nighteye. "I was wondering if I could get your autograph."

"Was that all you wanted?" Nighteye curiously examined the boy, wondering where he was keeping those.

"Yeah, a friend waited a long time for me after school while I wasn't even there and got an autograph from you. She gave it to me, and I want to make sure she has one too."

"Ah, I remember her." He reached out, then spotted an opportunity. Nighteye needed to find someway to get that watch. A glimpse at his future should give him an idea when. As soon as their hands met, he used his quirk to see into Izuku's near future.

Most of it was standard, going to school, hanging out with friends, and spending a lot of time with his little sister at various places. One moment stood out, the sports festival. The hero was surprised to see the boy make it so far, but then he faced against a particularly strong child. There was a wave of ice, and then black. Nothing left in the boy's future after that particular moment. He couldn't bring this up to the others, otherwise they might do something stupid. If the omnitrix was bonded to his DNA, then they would just have to obtain it from an autopsy. It wasn't a good thing he had to die for them to get what they wanted out of All for One's grasp, but once Nighteye saw their future it was set in stone.

Izuku Midoriya was going to die.

Nighteye has seen Izuku's death and will not mention it to anyone else in case they try to do something drastic to change the outcome. I've found a little more time to write recently, and I'm still getting this story caught up in AO3. Yes I had a fun little reference to Doctor Who in there, but we won't see any characters or aliens from the show in this story. While there are several questions that the One for All gang could have asked in this chapter keep in mind Izuku has already spent a lot of time answering questions for hours beforehand. This was just things that they wanted to be absolutely sure about that they felt should be clarified sooner rather than later.

I am also aware that Izuku met Paradox twice in person, and only said he met him once. This is a plot detail, not a plot hole.

Any grammar errors please point it out.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 21

Pony waited outside on the street, dressed in her school uniform as she looked up and down the pathway. In her hands she held her bag, waiting for her friend to come join her. Though she wasn't sure if that was still going to happen. Ever since that day, the USJ, she had kept to herself. It was an awful experience, something none of them should have had to face so early in their training. Izuku himself should have been far from there.

Every time she closed her eyes, she only saw him being taken away by that portal, stealing him just outside her grasp. When she gave a brief testimony to the friendly detective, he mentioned to give Izuku some space and wait for him to approach her.

He hasn't though, and she was afraid he never would. Pony failed him, failed to keep him away from harm. It wasn't surprising he was staying away from her. The weight of responsibility was thrown on him when he never asked for it, and she didn't even try to carry it with him.

The girl let out a shallow sigh, realizing he wasn't coming back to walk with her to school, or sit at lunch together, play old hero games, listen to cheesy theme songs, or even-

"Hey."

Her eyes shot up, seeing Izuku giving her a small wave.

"Izuku!" She began to run forward to him, slowing down when she realized that he wasn't alone. Himiko, Mina, and Eijiro were with him.

"Don't be shy!" Himiko stretched her arm out, grabbing Pony and enveloping her brother and the girl in a big hug. "I missed your funny accent!"

"Is that racist?" Eijiro whispered to Mina.

"Nah, there's too much love behind it." The pink girl waved his concerns off. "Besides, I want in on this hug fest!"

Mina glomped Himiko's back, the girl's muddy body being indented at the impact. Eijiro was about to jump in when a purple hand shot out from the tangled mess and stopped him.

"You're too poky." Himiko told the crystal boy.

"Himiko?" Izuku looked at the mess of a hug they were stuck in. "Are you wearing your uniform?"

"Nope!" Himiko gleefully smiled back to her brother. "I'm going full commando today!"

"Lucky." Mina whined.

"Can't you be expelled for that?" Eijiro asked, partially concerned.

"Psh, not like they care if I just shapeshift one." Himiko pulled herself away from the group hug, twirling in place until her uniform manifested. "See! I get all the comforts with none of the stares!"

While the three were discussing Himiko's self proclaimed freedom, Izuku noticed that Pony had yet to exit the hug from him.

"Hey, is something wrong?" He asked worriedly.

(I should be asking you that!) Pony tightened her grip on him, her forehead digging into this shoulder. (Your detective friend said that when you were feeling better, you would reach out. But you didn't.)

His arms came around her, softly caressing her shoulders. "I'm sorry. There's been a lot on my mind between my family and answering UA's questions."

Izuku pulled back, looking her in the eyes and keeping his hands on her arms. "I didn't mean to ignore you, you're important to me and I don't want to lose you."

Pony nodded, looking down towards his shoes feeling embarrassed at his sudden deceleration. While she knew Izuku to be caring and motivated, he seemed especially bold now. No nervousness, no stutter, but still Izuku.

"Yo Izubro." Eijiro came up, giving Izuku a big sharp smile. "Let's get going already."

"Right." Without hesitation, he grabbed Pony's hand and started walking forward, stunning everyone else. The girl was doing her best not to panic, Izuku simply leading on with her hand in his, together, holding hands!

Mina took out her phone, taking a picture while Himiko was still frozen at the sight. Eijiro felt his soul start to lift, seeing Izuku be so manly after all the crap he had been through. Finally, Izuku stopped, turning back to his sister and friends, confused as to why they weren't following.

"Everything ok?"

Himiko just lifted her thumbs, her jaw still hanging. Izuku turned to where they were looking, his hand holding a very flush Pony's. He turned into a walking tomato, separating his hand from hers and wiping the sweat he instantly made. "S-sorry!"

There's the Izuku they knew.

Taking his seat, Izuku pulled out his school work. While he was already caught up in class, he still had to rework nearly everything for his special project. Two of his classmates now had new appearances and abilities. He'd still need to talk to Jiro and Yanagi about what abilities they could manifest and maybe do outside training for them. Jiro he knew had the ability to duplicate, and while shorter, she should still be able to play her instruments and become a one person band. Though that depended on her multitasking ability, given that sonosarians had more of a shared consciousness between one another as they were 'echoes' of one another instead of being completely separate in thought. She also no longer had the ability to plug herself into audio ports, so that was an issue he would have to solve for her.

Yanagi on the other hand, could still expand on her ghost theme and keep her original costume if she truly could turn herself invisible. If her intangibility also worked, then that put her potential way above any underground heroes. In fact, she could be one of the few that could be open about her work to gain marketability and still have no issue infiltrating places.

Kaminari was going to need a new fighting style and much better support gear, his tactics he had been making instantly thrown out the window by bad weather.

Uraraka, he would think about her situation with her parents later.

Kendo, he was having trouble figuring out her quirk. She seemed to have a good handle on it, but there seemed to be two parts to it. One was energy projection, manifesting simple constructs of pink light that she controlled at will. The second was more confusing, how the girl mentioned that she could 'channel it through her body and make herself stronger'? No matter how many times Izuku thought on it, it didn't make sense. He'd have to ask her more about it next time he saw her.

Of course, it all depended on if they wanted anything to do with the hero course, or him. He revealed some of the things he could do at USJ, and his quirk status was up in the air because of it. Not only that, but he altered the DNA of two of their classmates. Izuku frowned, thinking about taking away a huge part of Jiro and Yanagi's lives. Yes it was necessary to save their lives, but it wasn't the same life anymore. He was lucky Eijiro was so grateful for his DNA being spliced without knowing fully what was happening. Himiko, well she didn't know the first time, crying about losing a part of herself she valued for so long. It took nearly a year for her to decide to ask him for the omnitrix to splice her with something else.

Wait, he was forgetting something wasn't he...CRAP! He totally forgot about Eraserhead! Izuku balled clumps of hair on his head in his fists, banging his face against the desk. That was a pro hero, holy shit it was a pro hero whose entire career was based around the fact that he could negate quirks! He's probably super pissed, having no warning to adjust his job around new alien powers that didn't serve as his old powers.

What else was he forgetting, he didn't splice anyone else. He corrected the genetic damage of the nomu making him a normal quirkless man, he blasted the leader, and what else did he do there…

His eyes widened, hiding his wrist under his desk he activated the omnitrix, scrolling through the various aliens. There, the most recent addition to the omnitrix. It looked just like the warp villain, the misty man manifested in holographic form on his wrist. A complete scan had been done, he had the villain's DNA in the omnitrix. He had a stable quirk factor, the first Izuku had ever encountered. How? Why couldn't Paradox just give him a manual when he gave the watch to him?

Better yet, why did he have to be so vague when Izuku questioned him at Los Soledad?

Switching the hologram off, Izuku leaned back in his seat as he vaguely noticed his other business course classmates entering. A headache started to form in the back of his head, his anxiety not letting him take his thoughts away from what else he forgot to mention.

Forgot to mention….SHIT!

Izuku thought back to one of the many questions that the Principal and other UA staff asked about. The detective, the man with a lie detecting quirk present, when Izuku answered he only met the strange man once.

That was a lie, he met Professor Paradox twice now! Why didn't he say anything? Was his quirk based off if the person knew they were lying or not? What if it was subconscious, the quirk knowing if he lied or not even if Izuku didn't give much thought to it?

That's it, he was going to be arrested, locked away forever. Izuku laid the side of his face back on the wood, accepting his fate. It was bad enough he lied to an officer, it was worse because Izuku lied to an old family friend who stuck his neck out for them time and time again. How could he betray the man's trust like that?

"Oi, Midoriya."

Someone tapped his shoulder, glancing up it was Subaru. The taller boy was giving him a concerned look. "We heard you were at USJ, you sure you're ok to be at school?"

"I'm fine." Izuku tried to assure him, only to be called out by another student.

"Bullshit!" Kazuma Sato shouted. "If I was you, I wouldn't even come back to this school! You're not even a hero course kid and you had to deal with villains, quirkless!"

"What's wrong with being quirkless?" Naofumi sent the boy a harsh glare.

"Nothing! But I wouldn't want to try fighting someone without a quirk!"

"Shut up. You're too loud." Tanya hardly focused on them, already writing in her notes before the teacher arrived.

"I would have been prepared." Seiya muttered to himself.

"Sure, and you were also prepared for that pop quiz last week." Rimuru teased.

"I'm glad you're not hurt Midoriya." Aletta approached, giving off a nice comforting aura that soothed everyone.

"Yeah, happy to hear there were no casualties." Itami smiled to the boy.

"None that were reported." Ainz mentioned gravely.

Silence filled the room, Izuku no longer able to look at any of them, remembering the blood that soaked his clothing, his hands.

"Way to kill the moment." Sora threw one of his playing cards in the air, catching it in his sleeve.

*SLAM*

"Gooooood morning class!" Cueball stepped into the room, a bright smile on her face. When she saw the gloomy faces of multiple teenagers the woman sighed, putting her binder on her desk. "Alright, obviously we're a little shaken up about the whole villain attack thing. Some more than others."

Izuku did his best not to feel the gaze of thirty eyes at the back of his head, rather focusing his efforts towards the teacher.

"If any of you want to transfer to another school or simply want to talk about your options going forward you can make an appointment with Hound Dog." Their teacher was oddly serious, pulling out some chalk and writing down the info for them on the blackboard. "This is his email and the school site you can go to in order to set up one of those. If you don't reach out we're going to assume you are planning to continue your current classes at the same pace as before. You have one week."

A few of them started whispering to one another, a week wasn't very long to suddenly decide if you wanted to stay here or go somewhere else.

"I know, it's a small window. But we're doing this because we need to know who is going to participate in the sports festival or not." Cueball's announcement sparked some groans in the class, Izuku twisting his head to see all the disappointed faces. What was so wrong about the sport's festival? It was where all the hero course students got to demonstrate their skills and quirks to demonstrate that….oh right, these were business course students.

"You've got two options for the sports festival." Cueball then made two big circles, labeling them as competitors or investors. "If you want to set up a concession stand, talk with agencies, get a step into the business world, here's your chance."

She then made a green stick figure with all sorts of scribbles around it, especially the head and dots over its face. "If you don't think you had a fair shot at the hero course when applying, the sports festival is the place to use your smarts alongside your talents and kick ass!"

Cueball pumped her fist, staring right at Izuku who stiffened under her gaze.

"If you show not only the staff, but the whole world you've got the guts to be a hero, this will be your shot at getting your foot into the door of the hero program. Impress me, and I'll make sure you get in." The hero finished, flipping the piece of chalk in the air and catching it without looking. She then pointed it straight at Izuku, smirking right towards him.

"So, what do you say?"

Get his foot in the door? What's she talking about? Izuku knew his place to help his friends to be heroes was here in the business course. Unless…

He began to raise his hand, Cueball grinning madly at the sight.

"Our first volunteer! I knew you would-"

"Am I still assigned for the helping future heroes assignment?" Izuku bluntly asked, Cueball's smile slowly fading.

"I mean, technically yes. We can put that to the side for now."

"But the best chance to help them with their future careers would be before the festival, not after." Izuku reasoned, if he was going to make it up to the others in One A this was his best shot.

"That's, true." Cueball agreed, albeit hesitantly.

"So, may I be excused to get started? There's some, recent changes I need to clarify with them." Izuku rubbed the back of his head, knowing Cueball would understand what he's saying. No one in his class besides his teacher knew about his specific involvement at the USJ.

"...Ok." Cueball gave in, letting Izuku pack up his papers and head out the door. After a moment of silence, Cueball pulled out her eightball, shaking it angrily.

"Will Izuku join the hero course?!" She shouted into it. "ASK AGAIN LATER?! YOU SON OF A BITCH I NEED ANSWERS NOW!"

Subaru leaned over to Tanya, whispering in the smaller girl's ear. "Do you think she's crazy, or the eight ball actually has some divine omnipotence?"

"If there is a higher power behind it, her anger is justified."

Jiro kept glancing around the classroom, everything and everyone feeling bigger. She wore a hoodie under her blazer, keeping her hood covering as much as her face as possible. Yes it was against the dress code, but there was no way that she was going to acknowledge the looks she was getting. It stressed her out just being in here, but somehow the idiot convinced her to come to school still.

"Hey." The shortest one in their class, Mineta came up to her.

"What?" Jiro cringed, hearing how even though she got over the pauses in her words there was still that computerized filter in her throat.

"Now that we're closer to the same height, you wanna try andGAH!" The midget was zapped from behind, Kaminari giving him a glare.

"Buzz off."

"Kaminari!" The stern officer of their class, Tenya Ida shot up from his desk. "Using your quirk in class is-"

"Perfectly acceptable under the circumstances." Kendo quickly jutted in, putting a hand on the stern boy's shoulder. "Try to refrain from using it outside of training though ok?"

"Alrighty." Kaminari accepted the terms, sitting back down. Then giving a worried gaze to Jiro. "Hey, sorry if I went too far."

"It's fine." She quickly said, pulling her hood over her face a little more.

"Hey." A raspy voice spoke to her immediate right. Jiro flinched at the sudden appearance of Yanagi, her figure more intimidating than she remembered. Especially that ghostly blue eye that was peering between the tear in the skin on her face.

"Jeez! When did you get here?" Kaminari was catching his breath, recovering from a mini heart attack.

"A few minutes ago. I was testing something." Yanagi then showed them her hand, making it invisible, visible, and phasing it through the desk in front of Jiro. "These new powers are really great."

"I know right?!" Eijiro piped up from his spot, growing red crystals on his arm. "I loved my quirk, but this is totally cooler."

The ones currently present in class gave the boy a look, now everyone's attention on the redhead.

"You mean, Midoriya changed you too?" Kendo asked with some surprise.

"When did this happen?!" Mina slammed her hands on her desk, demanding an answer.

"Oh, uh, when I was a kid. My quirk started degrading and gave me cancer basically. I met Izuku in a hospital and he cured me! Later he gave me these sweet powers. Ever since we met we've been best buds!" Eijiro retracted the red crystals, smiling to Jiro and Yanagi.

"So, what new cool things can you do?" He asked the two girls, Yanagi grinning creepily as she floated with her legs crossed. Lifting her hand it was covered in inky darkness, picking up a few random utensils with the same dark energy.

"Flight, telekinesis like my old quirk, invisibility, and intangibility. I'm working on making other things I'm holding invisible and intangible with my body." She looked over and saw how Ida looked ready to explode at them, instead of stopping she gave him a scowl and picked up one of his own pencils to shove it up his nose.

"Gah! This needs to stop immediately!" He yelled out.

"Make me." She threatened in a whisper.

"Guys, come on." Kendo got up again, holding out her hands. "We just survived a villain attack, we shouldn't-"

"Not all of us." Jiro whimpered in her arms, Kaminari hovering his own hands over the girl, wanting to comfort her but not truly knowing how.

Before anyone else could voice their thoughts, the door slid open. Their much taller teacher walked into the room. Similar to Yanagi, he looked even more intimidating than before. His glowing red eyes washed over them as he spoke without no obvious mouth.

"Good morning, I'm happy to see none of you dropped out from having a first taste at what your hero careers will be like. Keep in mind this happiness will not last if I see any of you growing complacent with how you handled things."

A hand raised in the class, one unseen unless you looked at their sleeve.

"Yes Hagakure?"

"Um, what more could we have done?"

"That's a very good question, and one I will gladly expand upon. This was actually what we were going to be spending the day discussing." Stretching one of his fingers to pick up a marker, some of the students were internally freaking out at the display. Right after writing down the first point of listening to superiors and not blatantly rushing villains, a knock was heard at the door.

With his height, Aizawa could see through the class window and spot the mess of green curly hair waiting. "Come in."

Izuku opened the door, quietly stepping inside and closing the door behind him. "Excuse me."

"Um." Momo Yaoyorozu raised her hand, glancing between the boy and the teacher. "Pardon me but, I was under the impression that Midoriya was arrested."

"...How the hell did you come to that conclusion?" Eraserhead asked with genuine curiosity.

"Well, from the fact that he never signed a combat training release document, no written consent from the individuals he modified, and was pulled aside by the police for intensive questioning, not to mention carrying illegal unregistered technology that oh, he's still wearing it." The ravennette now stared at Izuku's watch, many others following her line of sight and spotting it.

"Why isn't that thing confiscated?!" Mineta shouted in obvious fear.

"Why does it matter?" Bakugo scoffed. "It's just a dumb watch."

"One that can take away quirks and change your life." A boy with a large tail spoke.

"Oi! He would never do it without consent!" Eijiro shouted in anger.

"I don't think those circumstances allowed full consent." Momo argued in a calm manner.

"While I do believe his intentions were pure." Ida stood up, chopping his arm in the air. "They clearly were outside any supervision and ignored several laws! Midoriya, I recommend turning your watch over to the authorities and-"

"I think what he's trying to say is Midoriya still broke the rules, kero." The frog girl added.

"So did we, how else would we have gotten out of there?" Uraraka tried to defend.

As the class was starting to bicker between one another, Izuku began to slowly step backwards, not wanting the attention. This was exactly what he had been trying to avoid, the omnitrix and its abilities being revealed. While there was no demand from the authorities to attempt to remove it, debate over it was already happening.

Kendo could see why All Might had his eye on Izuku now, that watch was a very real threat even if it was currently in the hands of someone nice. Fear suddenly sparked inside of her, realizing that if he wanted he might be able to erase her quirk, or worse, One for All. If it was her that was injured, would she have lost what All Might gave her?

Pony was struggling to translate all of the words being thrown about, but she knew the effect they were having on Izuku. He looked alone, afraid, completely different from how she has always seen him.

The lights went out, startling the class.

"Quiet." Yanagi commanded them in a low tone. Her ethereal eye pierced their souls as dark energy swirled around her fingers. "If you think what he did was wrong, then that means my very existence is wrong. If any of you try to undo that, I will-"

"Enough." Eraserhead spoke, towering over the class with his own glowing eyes. The black straps of hair floated around his head ominously. He may not be able to erase their quirks now, but his stare carried the same results as before. His arm reached over and flicked the lights back on, his gaze still on the ghostly girl. "Need I remind everyone that this classroom is for hero students, not debate club."

Yanagi sat back down, releasing her hold on a few items in the room.

"Good." The teacher then turned to Midoriya, motioning him to the front center of the class. "Midoriya, would you care to share your circumstances concerning the omnitrix and why you still have it? Keep it short but make sure to get in everything you need them to hear."

Izuku just now realized he was holding his breath, geez this class was scary. Dragging his feet to get into position, he looked over the classroom. His friends, Mina, Eijiro, Pony all gave him reassuring smiles. He wasn't alone, and that's what mattered.

"When I was ten years old, a man I never met before gave me what he called the omnitrix. I didn't really know what it was or what it could do, but I accepted the gift. Soon after when I was at a hospital to be treated for, burns... I had received before beforehand-"

Bakugo turned away, looking outside the window instead. Eijiro watched him, trying to gauge the explosive blond. It was hard to make out his emotions, given the fact that he rarely showed more than two, but if he had to put a word to it, it would be regretful.

"-The doctor examined my new gift with an identification quirk. They said it was not just attached to my arm, but my DNA."

"Hold on, you mean that it's stuck to you, permanently?!" Hagakure shouted in surprise.

"They diagnosed it as a PQE, a permanent quirk effect." Izuku answered her, holding his arm up for everyone to see the omnitrix.

"Couldn't they just cut your arm off?" Mineta asked, trying to propose a solution.

"If it's really a part of his DNA, it wouldn't remove it." Shoto spoke up for the first time.

"That would explain many things." Momo said to herself. "Though I can't say I've ever heard of a PQE with functionality that you've demonstrated with it."

"Do you know who made it?"

"Did they catch the guy who gave you it?"

"What other things can you-"

A glowing glare from the teacher got them to shut up again, he then motioned for Izuku to continue.

"I don't know who made it, I don't know where the man who gave it to me is, and I don't know everything it can do." Izuku ran his fingers over the rim of it, pondering over the mysteries that the alien device held.

"What I do know is that it can take quirks, heal genetic damage, and splice a person's DNA with something new. Whenever my life has been in danger, or tried to manually remove the omnitrix, it sends out a blast of energy as some of you saw at USJ."

The answers he gave them, while true, hardly satisfied many of them. Only Eijiro knew as much as Izuku did, albeit not as detailed for what Izuku has written in his notebooks. Many confused, worried, curious, or even doubtful glances passed between the One A students. Only two hands came up, respecting Izuku by not shouting out or demanding a response.

Pony, and Kaminari. Feeling slightly biased, Izuku pointed to Pony first.

"So, are you quirkless?"

"That's very offtopic." Eraserhead stated, worried about where the conversation would go.

"Yes." Izuku answered quickly, not looking back to the girl. If she stopped wanting to hang around him, he would accept that. He really hoped she would still be his friend though. He turned his attention to Kaminari, who still patiently had his hand raised.

"Yeah, do you by chance have any electric powers in the watch?"

Kaminari cringed as he heard tons of chairs squeak as everyone spun towards his direction. He expected this to happen, but Jiro herself seemed the most shocked at that question.

"Are you saying you want your quirk taken?!" Mineta screamed.

"Hold up, are you actually asking for new powers?" Eijiro questioned him.

"You're fine the way you are! You don't need a watch messing with your blood!" Toru slapped her desk, one arm assumingly pointing at Izuku's omnitrix.

"Denki, why?" Jiro asked, still flabbergasted at his question.

"Because I was useless!" Kaminari confesses, gripping the sides of his desk. "We were in the rain area, my quirk doesn't work well in rain and is way harder to control, when I did try to use it everything went to shit. Yanagi, when you were bleeding out I only thought about how stupid I was. Jiro, when I was with you and we were looking at, you, all I could think about is how I caused that."

He gets up, heading straight to Midoriya and bowing right in front of the boy. "I can't thank you enough for picking up my incompetence, if I could give you my spot in the hero course I would."

"WHAT?!" Several students shouted in shock, some from hearing Kaminari willing to quit, or the notion that he thought Midoriya would be a hero student.

"If you think-" Jiro started, but was cut off by the blond.

"I'm not doing this as some way to make you feel better about yourself. This is something I want, for me."

"Kaminari." Eraserhead spoke, coming up to the boy. "You do realize if you go through with this, you will not be getting your quirk back."

"You're allowing this?!" Ida spoke up in shock.

"It's his choice." The teacher spoke simply. "Midoriya's as well, as far as I'm concerned none of you have any right to get between their choice on the matter."

"Are you sure you're not biased because of, you know." Kendo motioned to his whole body, the teacher uncaring for fear driven opinions.

"No, but my choice isn't going to matter either. I will warn him that he will have to adapt to new abilities while keeping up with his classmates otherwise he will be expelled." The taller man then looked down at the semi cowering Kaminari. "Got that?"

"Y-yes sir." Kaminari knew it was going to be hard, but watching someone die or dying in front of you was harder.

"Well I'm sure Recovery Girl will have some say in it." Eraserhead told Midoriya and Kaminari. "I'd also make sure you get the opinion of your parents beforehand, we will most likely need their written-"

Kaminari pulled out a slip of paper from his pocket, a hastily written and most likely not legally binding signatures at the bottom. "I also have a video of us talking about it and them signing it."

"How, how did you get them to agree?" Jiro asked, stunned alongside Yanagi.

"Well." He sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. "After I explained your original quirk and how your new one let you blast apart my room so easily over the phone, it was pretty simple."

"You can do that?!" Midoriya was already next to her, writing furiously in his notebook. "Ifyoucanalreadytransmityoursonicblastsoversimplespeakersthenadaptingtoanykindofsupportgearwouldbeeasynotonlytomentionhowifyouusedapsasystemitcouldrenderawholebuildingunderyourvoiceyetthebetterquestionwouldbeifyoucouldrecordyourattacksandplaythemthroughdifferent-"

Izuku was cut off when he felt Aizawa pick him up, taking him to the door with Kaminari right behind him. "This might take a while, let's bring it up with the nurse and see what she says."

Looking back to the class, he gave them one last warning through his eyes. "Bakugo"

"Hm?" The boy lazily looked back to the teacher.

"Lead the discussion about what happened at USJ and list things that you believe you did wrong. Don't talk about someone else's shortcomings if you weren't there when it happened or if they're not present."

"YOU'RE LETTING BAKUGO BE IN CHARGE-" Closing the door behind himself, Aizawa held in a smirk at imagining the class's reaction to his decision. While he could have had someone like Kendo, Momo, or Ida lead it each of them would either spend too much time analyzing or try not to hurt anyone's feelings. It was also a chance to see how much he had improved, the results on the board when he gets back would show Aizawa that.

"You're absolutely sure about this?" Recovery Girl asked for the thirtieth time.

"Yes." Kaminari assured her, starting to become agitated. The school had called his parents, gotten their written permission on a formal document, and run all sorts of tests on his body before anything was done. Now he sat on a medical bed with Midoriya, Eraserhead, the Principal, some guy that was skin and bones with messy blond hair, and his parents.

"Ok then, are we ready?" The small furry head of the school asked Midoriya.

Izuku nodded, holding the watch up to Kaminari. Everyone held their breath as a flash of green filled the room, leaving the shirtless boy with plugs hooked up to him to succumb to its will. When it died down, Kaminari looked over himself.

"I don't feel different, what kind of powers did you give me?" He asked with some excitement.

"All I did was take your quirk away for the first part." Izuku told him, scrolling through the omnitrix and marking electric based aliens.

"Ok, so what are we waiting for-ow!" Kaminari flinched as a needle was stuck in his arm.

"This is the first time we're doing this in a controlled environment." Recovery Girl explained as she began taking some blood. "You bet I'm going to be running every test I can along the way to make sure you're perfectly healthy."

"He doesn't look that different." The boy's mother noted, running her hand through her son's hair. "His lightning shaped birth mark is still here, I always thought it was part of his quirk."

Kaminari stretched out his fingers, trying to ignite a spark between them. Nothing, no quirk, no static, nothing. He was quirkless.

"While she's doing that." Eraserhead looked back to Izuku, who was continuing to fiddle with the watch. "What do you think you'll end up giving him?"

"Well." Izuku cycled through a few more aliens. "While I'm marking all of the ones that revolve around electricity, he doesn't have to have energy based powers. If he wants he could pick aquatic, speed based, flight, plant, lots of different things."

"Do you have any for healing?" Recovery Girl asked while looking under a microscope.

"Some, but they are more roundabout ways of healing." Izuku scrolled to a mechanical looking alien, then a plant based one. "Because it's not their main focus, I can't guarantee someone would get that power. I've always tried to give someone powers that are similar to their quirk so they have some idea how to control it."

"Speaking from experience." Aizawa held up his hand, unwrapping the layers of fabric that composed the limb. "When you gave me something unlike my quirk, I somehow adjusted fairly quickly to my new body. What I imagine would take someone years of practice, I could do immediately."

Demonstrating what he meant, the teacher jumped slightly, staying in the air much longer than he should have. "Everything has come natural to me at an unnatural rate. I think whatever you do to someone, they gain an understanding of what their body can do."

"That sounds incredibly helpful." Nezu clapped his little paws, looking towards Yagi. "Wouldn't you agree."

"..yes, very." Toshinori hesitantly agreed, still put off about this whole thing.

"Well, I can't find anything concerning." Recovery Girl came back, printed sheets of medical data. "He is a perfectly healthy boy, just missing a quirk factor."

"Alright! Super power me up!" Kaminari pumped his fists, getting his hair tugged by his mother.

"Hold on! You haven't even told the kid what powers you want!"

"Ah, right." Kaminari gazed at Izuku's omnitrix, seeing the displayed creatures. "So, I choose the powers of one of these guys?"

"Yeah, did you still want to stick with electric?" Izuku asked.

"Yeah, better to stick with what I know you know?" He grinned to Izuku, who scrolled to the electric aliens.

"You've got a frankenstein one?" He poked the hologram, Kaminari's finger passing right through it.

"This one comes with enhanced strength, electrical discharges, and even some magnetic control." Izuku pulled out one of his notebooks, showing it to the boy.

"Where did he get that?" Yagi asked Aizawa, who only shrugged.

"It looks dope." Kaminari grinned, already imagining himself as some type of frankenstein guy who had mega electrical punches.

"More like gross." His mother noticed the metal sticking out of the flesh. "While it's your decision, please know you're not going to be getting many girls looking like that."

The blond boy drooped his head, realizing the truth to his mother's words. "Alright, what other ones you got? What about one that makes me smarter?"

"Yes please." His father joked, getting smacked by his wife.

Izuku scrolled to a crab like alien. "This is one of the smartest ones, who also uses a type of electric telekinesis to control his environment and choosing whether it shocks or not."

"Will I smell like fish food?" Kaminari asked with concern, only getting a shrug from Izuku. "Alright, show me some more."

Izuku showed him a large gorilla like alien with metal disks over his body, although Kaminari wasn’t willing to shave so much hair. Scrolling to another one that was a tall black humanoid with two appendages atop the head, that had enormous electrical absorption and discharge. It seemed just like his last quirk, only much better and would give him some better strength and endurance.

“I think that last one seemed really good.” Kaminari’s father voiced his opinion. “It’s close to your old one but your main weakness is gone. You should have no trouble keeping up with your classmates with this one.”

“I guess.” Kaminari put his head on his hand, not feeling super satisfied with any of the choices so far. If it came down to it, he might pick the cyclops. While he wasn’t doing this purely for Jiro, and he already had his quirk erased so he couldn’t turn back, there was still some part of him that wanted to relate to her better and grow closer. “Hey Midoriya.”

"Yes?"

"Got any ones that are similar to Jiro's?"

The boy thought about it, there was hardly any like hers that also retained electrical powers.

"Honey, aren't you being a little picky? You don't need to impress that girl." His mom came forward, brushing her hand through his hair.

"Midoriya did state there are over one million different power sets to pick from." Nezu pointed out, letting them know this could take much longer than they thought.

"Actually, I think I have one in mind." Izuku scrolled the omnitrix until it settled on a battery like alien, a crazed smile on its face.

Kaminari looked at it, unsure about how odd it looked. "What can this one do?"

"Well, it's similar to the last one we looked at." Izuku enlarged the hologram so the others could view it easier. "It can absorb, redirect, and generate a limited amount of energy. There's some enhanced durability and strength but not comparable to the others. While it can't breathe under water it can fly and merge with any form of electricity. What makes it similar to Jiro's is that it can duplicate itself and has sonic screams."

"Seriously?!" Kaminari smiled, imagining an army of himself zapping all sorts of villains or jumping out of power lines to ambush people.

"That would be a very useful powerset." Aizawa put his own two cents out there. "Even if it doesn't come with enhanced strength, having mobility and a well coordinated team with ranged attacks would let you be able to handle most villain scenarios with ease. After you're properly trained of course. I'm having a hard time imaging how I would be able to stop you if you match the potential I see with that."

"Sounds like we have a winner." Kaminari's father sighed, glad they finally came to a conclusion.

"How does it handle in rain?" The blond asked with seriousness. Izuku sighed, glancing back to his notebook.

"It won't be the best at ranged, but you would still have more mobility to get into close range to compensate."

"Hmmm." Kaminari hummed, thinking over the option laid out in front of him.

"Oh, it also has some regenerative abilities." Izuku mentioned to the side.

"If you don't pick something with that I will smack you." Recovery Girl warned, already raising her cane.

Kaminari chuckled, sitting up straight. "Well, I guess we found it. Do your thing." He held his arms out, awaiting the transformation.

Izuku placed his hand on Kaminari's chest, mentally commanding the omnitrix to splice the DNA.

*Skreee*

A familiar flash came over Kaminari, temporarily blinding everyone present. When it died down, Kaminari looked at his hands. There were parts of his skin that was black, his arms looked like they had compression sleeves that wrapped around his palms and the back of his hands. Also on the back of his hands and the sides of his upper arms were round disks with glowing yellow holes and rings around them. It traced up to biceps, where it came from the back of the arms to his torso, where a rectangle was cut to still let his chest and stomach be exposed. The black shoulders wrapped around his neck and stretched to his jawline. His face was still exposed, his ears turned into metal disks with a plus and minus symbol on opposite sides. His hair remained the same, just feeling a little sturdier than before. Finally, his eyes were glowing yellow, constantly humming with energy.

"Please tell me he'll get taller." His father commented, making Kaminari investigate his new height. He was five feet and six inches tall, now he was significantly shorter. He lost an entire foot!

"I actually think this is the best case scenario." Izuku flipped his notebook to show the height of the Nosedeenians. "The default height is about a foot."

"Wow, I really lucked out didn't I?" Kaminari chuckled, feeling the energy buzz in his voice.

"Let's do some tests first." Recovery Girl pulled out another needle, wearing thicker rubber gloves. "We don't know if you're fine or not yet."

"I feel just fine, actually, I feel great!" Kaminari jumped up, floating in the air with some sparks of lightning around his frame.

"Sit down." Eraserhead grabbed the boy, pushing him back down and only getting a tingling sensation in return. "You need a full health examination, after that we're going back to class."

"Fine." Kaminari complied, his legs jittery every single second he was holding still. They noticed this right away, the boy now more active than before. After a few tests, some taking longer than others due to Kaminari accidentally shocking the equipment hooked up to him, he was finally given a clean bill of health. The boy was excited, ready to test his limits, ready to train now that he had something that wasn't going to fry his brain.

"Shouldn't they be back by now?" Momo asked aloud, only to get a growl from Bakugo who was writing on the board.

"Do you think something went wrong?" Hagakure gasped, getting a louder growl from Bakugo.

"I don't know." Kendo sighed, only to suddenly erect a small pink barrier in front of her face to block a marker thrown at her.

"They'll be fine!" Bakugo finally yelled at them. "The nerd did it while people were nearly dying around him, and you don't see those three keeling over now do you?!"

He pointed right at Yanagi, Jiro, and Eijiro. Jiro tried to retreat further into her jacket while Yanagi and Eijiro seemed to take it with pride.

"It's only been a few days for them though, hardly enough time to make a conclusion." Ojiro noted.

"What if they have some quirk disease?!" Mineta panicked, only to get smacked in the forehead by a marker.

"We're not diseased." Yanagi hissed.

"Hey, I've never even felt sick since Izubro gave me my new powers, and that was years ago." Eijiro pointed out, annoyed at the comments.

"Shut up!" Bakugo shouted again, slamming his hand against the white board. "Now then, pinky!"

"Me?" Mina pointed to herself.

"No! The other one!"

They looked around at each other, until finally Kendo pointed at herself with a confused glance.

"Yes you!" Bakugo yelled while pointing at her with another marker. "Tell us how you messed up at USJ while fighting handjob!"

"Why am I pinky?" Kendo asked instead of answering the demand.

"YOUR QUIRK IS PINK YOU IDIOT!"

"Bakugo! This is not appropriate behavior for-" Ida went to stand up, but narrowly dodged another marker thrown his way.

"I'm in charge here and we're going to fill every single wall with your weakness!"

"We've barely filled out one board." Shoto said bluntly.

"BECAUSE ALL OF YOU CAN'T KEEP YOUR MOUTHS SHUT OR ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTIONS! FUCK!"

"Bakugo! Cursing is-!" Ida ducked, ready for the marker but it didn't come. Surprised he wasn't assaulted he was about to speak his piece, only to get smacked by an eraser.

"Well." Kendo spoke up. "Because my quirk couldn't be degraded by his I could have restrained him and then knocked him out."

"FINALLY!" Bakugo wrote it down under his 'Reasons You're not Heroes' list.

"Isn't this a little mean?" Pony asked, only to get her horn smacked by another eraser and stick to the end of it.

"Not your turn yankee!"

"Woah man." Eijiro stepped up. "That's kind of racist."

"NO IT AIN'T! Out of everybody here she actually managed to perform somewhat decently. She prevented puffy from getting mauled by her own quirk, held off the misty bastard who I couldn't immediately stomp, got lead feet over here to go get back up, and waited at the meet up point while patching up mummy."

"...Did Bakugo just give someone a compliment?" Ochaco asked the class, who nodded in stunned agreement.

"That doesn't mean you can just sit around you hear me!" Bakugo pointed straight at Pony, who nodded her head vigorously, shaking the eraser off her horn. "Now, how did you mess up?"

Something pushed itself against the door outside, more and more background noise filling the room from the hallway. Bakugo tried to ignore it, but the commotion was getting really loud. Finally he snapped, his palms exploding the marker in his hands. He stomped over to see who the hell was messing up his focus on getting the others to see their miserable selves. Throwing open the door, he saw tons of UA students standing outside the class.

"HEY! MOVE YOUR ASSES WE'RE TRYING TO HAVE CLASS!"

"It's lunch already! You don't have class!" One of them with silver hair yelled. Bakugo looked up at the clock in the room, seeing it really was that time. AND THEY BARELY GOT STARTED ON REALIZING THEIR MISTAKES! "Damnit!"

"Is this really the class that survived a villain attack?" A blond pompous boy pushed himself forward enough so he could see the rest sitting down. "I'm sorry, we must have the wrong room. If this one represents you all then you must be the self entitled club."

He was about to make another remark, but then his eyes paused seeing Yanagi and Jiro. His grin widened. "I see you already got rid of two of your old classmates. Could the prestigious One A students not handle a few thugs and run off? Or maybe they happened to be defeated by a measly mugger?"

Jiro turned her head away, unwilling to acknowledge the newcomer. Meanwhile Yanagi was already standing up, ready to rip that mouth off.

"Shut your damn mouth." Bakugo growled, very tempted to smash the door against the supid thick head right in front of him.

"Oh, so was I right?"

"OI!" Eijiro got up, storming over to the scene despite Ida's protests. "You think we picked a fight with villains the first week of school?"

Ignoring him, the blond just laughed to himself. "You know what I see, just a bunch of hot headed individuals who couldn't handle themselves in a real fight. How fast did your first two classmates quit? Or were they expelled, killed?"

Eijiro grabbed his collar, lifting him in the air. "We're not quitters! Now what are you guys even doing here?!"

With a grin, the blond put his hand on Eijiro's. "You must think your quirks are so special, but what happens when…"

The smile vanished, turning to confusion. "This usually works." He muttered to himself.

Bakugo grinned, leaning into the trouble maker. "Hah! Having some performance issues? Should've expected the big talk to lead to small results."

"I noticed you have an empty seat." A tired looking teen with wild purple hair and eyes stepped forward. "That's good, I might take it."

"It's not up for grabs." Eijiro set the blond down, shoving him back.

"All of your seats are up for grabs." The stranger said as a matter of fact. "Some of us weren't so privileged to be able to smash a bunch of robots. But if we show that we can crush some overly confident hero students at the sports festival, they will gladly give us your places."

"Excuse me." Eraserhead's voice cut through the crowd, silencing them with his stature. "I'm trying to get back to my class. Have your little war at the festival not here."

"Wait." The teen paused looking at the man. "Are you Eraserhead?"

"Yes, now move." He stretched his arms out, pushing the students to the side to let himself, Izuku, and Kaminari through.

They were getting stares by all of the students in the hall, but more notably the purple haired one and the pompous blond.

Kaminari saw a hand stick out towards him, belonging to a smirking boy with neatly combed blond hair. "Hello, I'm Monoma Neito from the class next door. Who might you be?"

Not knowing what transpired earlier, Kaminari just shook the boy's hand with excitement. "Hey! I'm Kaminari Denki, nice to meet you."

"Are you by chance a new student?" He looked at the electric user's hand, completely puzzled by what was happening. More specifically, what was not happening.

"Nah, I just got a new look today. Well a new everything really." He shrugged, following Eraserhead back into the room alongside Izuku.

"Hey." The purple head called out to Midoriya, who turned around curiously. "Are you in this class?"

"Oh, no. I'm from the business course doing a special assignment." Izuku then saw Eijiro right next to the door, shaking his head with a stern expression. "Sorry, a little busy now. Maybe we can talk later?"

The door to the class closed, leaving baffled students in front of the door. The tired teen left, scratching his head over what a business course student was doing working with the hero class so early. Monoma on the other hand, was thinking about the new students he saw, or more specifically, the ones that looked new. Twice he tried using his quirk but it failed, and with what Kaminari said, he was beginning to theorize about what One A might be doing.

If they found a way to get stronger, to change themselves to be immune to his quirk, then he was going to find out and even the odds.

Kaminari is mixed with Buzzshock now, how will he adjust to his willing change? How will Jiro react to it? Is Bakugo actually a decent person? Shinso and Monoma have found odd things going on with Class 1-A, what will they do to find out what happened?

Any grammar errors please point it out.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 22

"Hmmmm."

Picking at his food, he had no idea how he was going to make this better. Things were tense, and with so many events and changes happening in class it was nearly impossible to talk about things. He wanted to make up, make things right between them.

"What's wrong?" His sister asked.

"Nothing."

"You've barely touched your favorite meal." She nagged him, poking his shoulder.

Shoto briefly wondered if Izuku was in a situation like this at home. Taking another slurp of his cold noodles, he looked back at his phone. No new updates from Himiko's streams, not that he would be able to donate anything to her. His father made sure of that, his bank informed that no money was to go towards anything revolving streaming or 'identity theft'.

Fuyumi sat in front of her younger brother, Shoto starting to feel her gaze on him.

"Yes?" He asked with a bit of irk.

"Are you still thinking about USJ?"

First he was confused, then realization, turned to conflict, shifting to uncertainty, yet not a single one of them could get his face to move. "Don't tell Dad."

"Not a word." She nodded, seeing him take in a deep breath to prepare himself.

Because of the unique circumstances that revolved around the USJ, a gag order was placed. Not because of the villains, or their use of quirks against others, or even the technical deaths that he personally thought weren't real deaths, but because of Izuku. The revelation of taking and giving power, denying death's hold, and vanquishing villains that were prepared and equipped to take on All Might himself, all in a single watch on a quirkless boy's wrist. That was something the world would destroy themselves to get their hands on.

Under those circumstances it was clear to notify all parents, besides those whose lives were changed directly by the 'omnitrix', that their children were legally bound to keep all events that occurred at USJ to themselves. Any pressure put on them would meet the wrath of Nezu himself. Not even Endeavor was confident enough to challenge the principal in a legal battle to know how much his 'creation' handled himself against villains.

"There's this girl.."

*CRASH*

Natsuo slipped, accidentally dropping his plate to scatter onto the floor. "You have a crush?!"

"Shut up!" Fuyumi hissed back at their brother, then smiled warmly at him. "Go on~"

"I pissed her off because I thought her quirkless brother was being neglectful to her-"

"Reasonable." Natsuo hummed but flinched under Fuyumi's glare.

'Shut up' she mouthed, then motioned for Shoto to continue.

"-so I ended up confronting him harshly right in front of her without knowing-"

"Oof."

"Quiet!"

Looking between his siblings, Shoto was unsure why they were so invested in his story. "Anyways she ended up threatening me...but I liked it."

"Nice."

"N-NATSUO!" Fuyumi got up to slap her snickering taller brother as he took it in pride. After chasing Natsuo around the house, both finally came back to Shoto looking at his noodles with a worried gaze. It got both of them to finally take him seriously. The bicolored boy looked up to them, an actual hint of fear in his voice.

"Is there anything I can do to make this right?"

Fuyumi felt her heart twist in her chest, seeing her most serious family member besides their father appearing so...vulnerable. Now while she had never had anything like a love life-

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Oh wow that sounds depressing. She can at least try and help patch up misunderstandings. It was the only thing she discussed with her family over the dinner table. That, actually gave her an idea.

"Why don't-"

"Put a letter in her shoe box or something." Natsuo recommended.

"Natsuo, I don't think th-"

"That won't work." Shoto quickly shot him down. "A classmate tried that for someone, she ended up getting shunned by the boy while the girl who wrote it is now being given the silent treatment by nearly everyone. Though she's invisible, so she's used to being unnoticed."

"...Anyways." Fuyumi patted her pants, unsure how much teenage drama was happening in her younger brother's life. "I was going to suggest apologizing to the two of them, then inviting their family over for dinner."

Shoto turned back to his noodles, picking at them with his chopsticks. "I don't think it's that easy."

Fuyumi smiled gently at him, rubbing his shoulder with one hand. "Nothing good in life comes easily."

"So." *munch* "You gonph do fe fing?" Himiko tried speaking between mouthfuls, only for her words to become more gobbled as time went on.

"Can I do anything about it? All of them are scared." Izuku said, then ate his food. Either being her brother or a very well designed translate on his wrist let him completely understand her.

Their group was together at lunch, with general classes, business, and hero together it allowed for them to intermingle. Well Himiko to, since she didn't have special assignments to hang out with friends. Speaking of friends both were feeling a little overwhelmed with the sudden rise in lunch table members with them. Eijiro, Mina, and Pony were common. Occasionally someone else from any of their classes joining them. This time though, Kaminari, Jiro, and Yanagi sat with them.

"Just give them time." Mina patted Izuku's shoulder from across the table. "I think they're just connecting bad memories to it. Once they make good ones around you they'll come around."

"She's right." Eijiro spoke from beside Mina. "Most of our class is pretty cool, way better than any other school we went to."

"Right." The green haired boy nodded, scribbling notes down as he ate.

"Maaan, I really wish we had hero training today." Kaminari whined, his leg bouncing in place as he sampled another small meal. Recovery Girl recommended a platter of several different foods to see how his palette had changed and what his body naturally craved. "Seriously, I wanna see everything I can do."

"Maybe go somewhere after school?" Pony suggested, her own seat being right next to Izukus.

"I just practice at home." Yanagi muttered, sitting on Izuku's left side.

"I don't think I can do that." Jiro softly spoke, hunched over her food so no one saw her face.

"You actually might." Izuku flipped the pages until it landed on a rough sketch of Jiro with thousands of notes beside it. "Your body is made to channel sound in the most efficient ways possible. If you tried focusing on input rather than output you should be able to absorb vibrations from every part of your body and translate to sound in your higher vocal channel, basically letting you hear things no one else could just by feeling the air or ground. There's a good chance you can use a type of echo location depending on-"

"Excuse me."

Everyone turned around to see two faces standing next to one another. Kendo and Uraraka held their trays in their hands, hovering over them. "May we sit with you?" Kendo asked, a bland smile on her face.

One look from Izuku to acknowledge Uraraka for half a second and he was already back at her notes. "Actually, we have-"

"A couple of seats open!" Mina pulled Eijiro closer to him, making enough room for the girls.

Once they joined them, things were oddly quiet. No one spoke, just focused on eating for the time being.

Kendo kept stealing glances at Izuku, her hands feeling clammy everytime her eyes caught a glimpse of the omnitrix. All Might wanted her to keep an eye on him, and if they ended up on bad terms then she failed. "So, watcha working on?"

"Stuff for the sports festival." Izuku spoke slightly wary of her, especially after the whole classroom reveal thing. Although she did bring up real concerns instead of half baked ones.

"Oh, are you participating?" Uraraka tried asking, but Izuku ignored her. Pony glanced between the two, seeing a gloomy mood coming from the girl and Izuku himself.

"Izuku, aren't you going to answer her question?" She prodded, not liking to see Izuku this way or anyone that didn't really deserve it.

"Sort of, if you must know." Izuku shrugged. "I mean, I wouldn't do well in the festival itself but there's some heroes I might be able to talk to and get them focused on you guys while you compete."

"Oh so you get to tell me to go do the sports festival but you can kick back and relax?" Himiko took a shot at the boy.

She suddenly felt Yanagi's eye on her, the girl scowling at the blond. "Who are you exactly?"

Instead of flinching at the intimidation display, Himiko just grinned maliciously back. Using her powers she made her pupils into slits and gave herself back her old fangs. "You really wanna know me?"

"Himiko, stop." Izuku ordered her, not looking back. "She's my sister."

"She doesn't seem very nice." Yanagi started to float a few inches off the ground, making herself appear taller.

"Can't a girl tease her little brother?" Himiko made her nails longer, her hair more wild and coiled into little snakes that hissed in the air.

"Hello."

Yanagi and Himiko turned at the annoyance that interrupted the table again, seeing Shoto standing over them with no food. Himiko narrowed her eyes at the boy, her snakes all baring their fangs at him. Mina had a scowl on her face, Eijiro folding his hands together with small red shards forming on his knuckles. Pony scooted closer to Izuku, pressing herself against him as her horns started to quiver. Yanagi, Jiro, Kaminari, Kendo, and Uraraka all felt the tension suddenly spike at the table.

Izuku though, was a little more taken aback than anything. Shoto wasn't how he first met him, that intimidating glare that reminded him so much of Endeavor was gone. Now, Shoto seemed to have a hard time looking him in the eye. It reminded him of, well himself.

"Hi." Izuku greeted back, still hesitant about this new development. But this was significantly way less pressure to deal with than say, telling his family about aliens which still didn't fully believe him besides Eri. Or the fact that he was balancing that secret alongside modifying the DNA with his schoolmates in a large-scale villain attack. Not like Shoto was secretly an alien himself, or plotting to steal the omnitrix, or anything like that...hopefully.

(Izuku, you don't have to talk to him.) Pony whispered to him in english.

(This won't take long.) Shoto assured them both in english.

"Hey bitch" Himiko got up, clenching her fingers into the table while giving the icy boy a death glare. Her appearance became more monstrous the longer time went on. "I don't know what kind of things you said to my brother in that cheap cheese language. No offense Pony."

"American cheese is like plastic." The horned girl agreed.

"Good on nachos." Kaminari pitched in, now craving nachos.

"Now I want nachos." Eijiro mumbled under his breath.

"But!" Himiko yelled out while sliding over the table until she came up to the dual quirk user. "I thought I told you-"

"Himiko." Izuku stood up and grabbed her arm. "It's ok, it's just words."

"Yeah, and I got a lot of words to say to him. Some not very nice." Himiko slowly shifted back to her normal appearance. Izuku just slowly pushed her away from Shoto, getting between him and her.

"Let's just, hear him out. Then you can decide what to say." The omnitrix user reasoned, keeping his sister from ripping Shoto a new one.

Sparing a few glances between Izuku and Shoto, Himiko nodded to her brother begrudgingly. With the attention of the entire lunch table and a few others listening in, Shoto felt the eyes of everybody on him.

"I didn't know you were quirkless." He started off.

"Bullshit." Himiko shot out, Izuku raising his hand to cut her off.

"It's true." Shoto weakly defended himself.

"Hold up." Mina rubbed her temples, looking at Shoto in a curious way. "I think he mentioned something like that on the bus."

"Oh yeah." Pony's eyes widened. "You thought Izuku had a teleportation quirk!"

Eijiro accidentally choked on his spit, now in a coughing fit. Himiko herself just folded her arms, waiting for a good excuse to punch the kid in the face. Though the fact that the boy had guessed a secret function of Izuku's watch did intrigue her.

"How so?"

"I watch your streams." Shoto answered, pulling up his phone. "I learned that he was your brother through it, but I didn't know what you looked like."

"How does that have to do with thinking he has a teleportation quirk?" Yanagi asked.

"Oh my gosh can we just get back to his explanation?" Jiro smacked her head on the table, tired of all the jumping around in topics. In a silent agreement, Shoto continued.

"Izuku would suddenly appear in the room or out with a flash of green, so I assumed it was a quirk." Shoto then looked over to Himiko, only to look back down at her feet in embarrassment. "I, noticed your lack of videos all of a sudden. So I thought you were in some kind of trouble. When I saw that he was here not helping you, I told him to go back so-"

"That's what that was?" Himiko chuckled in disbelief. "How long did it take to come up with that lie?"

"Himiko." Izuku sternly warned. "Let him explain himself first."

Seeing her brother act all tough was rare, and it kept happening more and more often. Looking to the table, Yanagi was giving her the stink eye. Don't know why this chick was now acting as Izuku's personal body guard/hitman but whatever. Fine, Himiko would wait and see where this went.

"I'm sorry." Shoto simply told Izuku. "I made some judgments without getting all the information, acting like someone I never wanted to be."

"Oh, uh, thanks." Izuku rubbed the back of his head. This was new, he never got apologies.

"You can also bring your family to my house for dinner." The boy announced in a sudden change of pace.

"Yeah no." Himiko turned around to go back to her spot at the table. "We're not doing that."

"Wow." Izuku blinked in some shock, but after pondering over it for a few seconds he nodded. "Yeah, that would be nice."

"What?!" Himiko spun back around, stretching her arms to grab Izuku and pulling him back towards herself. "No way! He-"

"Said he was sorry." Izuku interrupted her, then leaned in closer to whisper. "Also, it's the friggin Todoroki household! We might be able to eat with Endeavor! Sure he's a little scary but he's still the number two hero!"

His sister sighed. "Of course it comes down to nerding out. Fine, we'll have dinner there."

A bright smile started to come across the boy's face until Himiko placed a finger over his lips. "But, if I'm doing this for you then you're going to do something for me."

"...what is it?" He asked cautiously.

"You're going to participate in the sports festival."

"Yes!" Eijiro jumped to his feet, sporting a sharp grin. "Take the deal!"

"Do it Izuku!" Pony jumped up next, grabbing Izuku's arm. "We can do it together!"

"Aw yeah!" Mina was next, standing with her hands spread wide. "All of us! One big team of friends working together!"

"Is that allowed?" Ochaco asked, excited about what's happening.

Kendo rose her hand, pointing to the watch. "Is he going to be allowed ot participate, given, you know."

"We'll work out the details later." Kaminari took one last swig of the many drinks around him. "If we're going to do this, we gotta start training together!"

"You just want an excuse to play with your powers." Jiro muttered with a small smirk.

"You got me." Kaminari raised his hands in defeat.

"Sounds fun." Yanagi said in amore calm voice, then turned to Himiko. "You're joining us."

"Why? I don't want to do the dinner or the festival." The blond frowned at the ghostly girl.

"Because Izuku wants you to, so you're going to do it." She replied as if it was simply logical.

"That's not how it works." Himiko grumbled.

"Come on!" Pony leapt over to Himiko, briefly leaning in next to her to take advantage of the noise around them. "You can beat up people you don't like in it."

"Shiiiit why didn't you say so!" Wrapping Pony in a stretchy hug, Himiko grinned excitedly.

Meanwhile, the green haired boy looked towards all of his friends, and others, around him. All of them smiling, excited to participate in the competition. Even if he didn't imagine himself going very far in it, it felt nice to spend time around them and do random things together. But, if he wanted them to get as far as they could, he would need to make sure they were fully prepared. Especially those with new power sets.

Sitting on the couch, Izuku continued to write more and more ideas in his notebook while watching one of his favorite shows on tv. Heroes Revisited. It basically had episodes dedicated to all sorts of heroes and broke down their use of quirks, fighting styles, and all sorts of things to show how well the hero is living up to their potential. Each episode does this with a hero from each generation, showing the change over the generations and what times, laws, and countries call for what kind of response.

While he can try coming up with new ideas for his friends to use, there had been people who spent their whole lives dedicated to figuring out how to be the best heroes they can be. Better, they had practice and experience in the field to learn what worked and what didn't.

*crunch*

Oh, and Eri liked watching the cool hero vs hero scenes they made with one of the host's simulation quirks. It was inspired by an old show called Deadliest Warrior, cool stuff. His sister was sitting next to him, eating popcorn while watching some early quirk analysis of a hero called 'Phantom.'

There was only a week and a half until the festival began, and he had to double check the focus points for Eijiro, Pony, and Mina's skill showcase at each third of the festival. Now he also was bringing out all the plans on the backburner for Himiko. Of course she wasn't too concerned, but it was still something she should know so she doesn't just give up the moment she doesn't know what to do.

The plans he had made so far for Jiro, Kaminari, and Yanagi were pretty much gone now. He had to rework so much while also going off so little experience the three had with their powers. Izuku's going to have to give up nearly all of his plans for working out with Eijiro and hanging out with Pony just to get things on track. Luckily Kendo and Uraraka were still planned for, but Kendo's quirk might have much more to it that she could use to announce herself to the world more.

"Izuku." Eri patted his arm, getting him to look over at her. "You look like your brain is going to explode."

"It feels like it." He scribbled some more down, glancing back at the tv. He couldn't stop, otherwise things were just going to fall apart. Careers, futures, lives are in his hands if he doesn't put everything into giving his friends the best tools to be the best heroes.

"Incoming Transmission."

Ah great what now? Raising his wrist, Izuku answered the call as Eri paused the tv. "Hello?"

"Hey champ, how's it going?" Esta's voice came from the omnitrix.

"Staying busy." He scribbled some more, a note for Himiko to really not pick a fight with the guy whose quirk could freeze or dry her mud to lethal levels easily.

"You don't sound too happy about that."

"It still has to be done." Izuku replied, switching over to Mina about the possibility of making a highly flammable substance for an instant flamethrower shooting from her palms.

"Haha! That's what my Dad always says."

"Hey Esta." Eri spoke while leaning closer to the watch.

"Eriiiii! Oh my gosh hi! How have you been?!"

"Good, homeschool is fun."

"Oh, so you can do unsupervised education on Earth? That's pretty good steps for a low level planet. How are the others?"

"Mom doesn't like talking about it. I think it was too much for her." Eri said with sorrow.

"Dang, what about the others?" Esta probably didn't mean to be dismissive about their Mom, but the women clearly weren't fond of one another.

"Himiko kind of just accepted it, though I don't know if she fully believes it. Eijibro wants to believe Izuku but doesn't think there's enough proof."

"Who's Eijibro?"

"The one made of crystal."

"Ah, gotcha. Also what more proof do they want besides meeting a real alien on their homeworld?"

"There's a lot of alien looking people on earth." Izuku butted in. "That and the fact that the watch contains simulated worlds inside that you can walk around on the idea of me faking our trip is still a possibility to them."

"Are you talking about that watch?! Damn I really do think you've got it."

Eri and Izuku looked at one another, confused at what she was talking about.

"Got what?" Izuku asked.

"There's been a bunch of rumors going around. A device called the omni whatsit that can turn people into different species. You called your watch something similar so I was wondering if you knew anything about it."

He could feel his blood freeze. The galaxy at the least knew about the omnitrix.

"Did you tell anyone about-"

"No! I swear I never told anyone anything!" Esta put his immediate worries at ease, glad his friend across the stars was loyal. "Wait, can your watch do anything like that?"

"Yes." Izuku confessed to her. "It's called the omnitrix, and I've used it to splice the DNA of different species with some people on Earth including Himiko and Eijiro. Though it's only been on rare occasions and it was to help them."

"Just, wow, I think you've got the most advanced piece of equipment in the universe on your wrist."

"Tell me about it." Izuku leaned back, trying to figure out how the rumors were spreading or even created. It didn't make any sense, he was careful, really careful. Damnit was it USJ? Was one of the villains there an alien? No, he would have been alerted if they were, or anyone at the school was an alien.

If one of them was in contact with an alien, he wouldn't detect that. Or they told someone about what happened at USJ, and that someone told another person who was in contact with an alien. He would have to take something for his headache.

"I mean, if you really want to think about it there are tons of people who would do anything to get that. EIther racists to 'cleanse' worlds, the government to regulate populations, militaries to create the strongest soldiers, oh and desperate species looking to save their race."

"Thanks." The boy sarcastically replied, dragging his hand across his face.

"You're welcome." The alien said before laughing in the background. "Tell you what, this is probably really stressful for you so let me handle this. I'll try finding out where the rumors came from ok?"

"Thank you." Izuku slumped deeper into the couch, knowing that he could just focus on prepping everyone for the sports festival.

Wait, shit he was going to be a part of that too.

Knowledge of the omnitrix's existence is spreading, and Izuku is already juggling the task of preparing nine different people for the sports festival. How exactly is one boy going to handle the weight of responsibility on top of trying to get Himiko to make up with Shoto? One more chapter, then we're going to get started with the SPORTS FESTIVAL.

There was confusion about Kaminari's height, he was 5' 6", now he's 4' 6".

List of Hybrids (In order of splicing):

Eijiro Kirishima & Petrosapien/Diamondhead

Himiko Midoriya & Lenopan/Sludgepuppy

Kyoka Jiro & Sonorosian/Echo Echo

Reiko Yanagi & Ectonurite/Ghostfreak

Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead & Thep Khufan/Snare-oh

Denki Kaminari & Nosedeenian/Buzzshock

Any grammar errors please point it out.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 23

Izuku swiped his school ID against the door, a small light flashing green upon contact.

"Wow, we're really lucky." Kendo said as their large group entered the even bigger gymnasium that held mini environments and advanced workout equipment. "From what I've heard only the third year hero course students get after school access here."

"That's correct." Eraserhead said from behind them, the students now looking towards the very tall bandaged man. "So, consider yourselves lucky. I've had to pull some favors with Snipe to let you learn more about your new abilities."

"Wait." Ochaco pointed between herself and Kendo. "Are we allowed to be here then?"

"Only because Cueball bugged me about Midoriya getting equal time with his group business assignment." The teacher looked over the small crowd dressed in their blue UA sport uniforms. Of course, he was sure Kirishima was going to rip his shirt off in the first five seconds. Yanagi, Kendo, Jiro, Kaminari, Midoriya, Kirishima, Ashido, Uraraka, Kaminari, Tsunotori…

"Kaminari?"

"Yes sensei?"

"Why are there two of you?" His glowing red eyes between his bandages began to brighten a little harsher, preparing himself for a potential intruder.

Midoriya spun his head around in excitement to face the now smaller blond. "Did you figure out how to duplicate yourself already?!"

"You can do that?" Jiro whispered to him.

The boy just turned around and was shocked to see himself, standing right there smiling at him.

"Wait, where's Himiko?" Mina asked, Midoriya groaning soon after.

Everyone looked over to see the duplicate giggling to himself, spinning into a whirl of purple mud and reassembling as Himiko.

"Dang, I thought I was gonna last at least another half hour." She giggled to herself.

"I would be careful doing that." Aizawa warned. "I nearly treated you as a potential villain that snuck into here."

"Who says I'm not?" She playfully responded, Izuku wacking her arm.

"Sorry Aizawa sensei, we're grateful for the extra time you've given us to prepare for the festival." Izuku gave a bow to the teacher, many of them following besides Himiko and Yanagi. Himiko then felt Izuku push her head down to give him a bow, albeit a small one.

"Don't waste it, if any of you don't make it into at least the second round-"

"You'll expel us?" Pony asked in worry.

"...No, but I will have another discussion with your parents about what your future will look like here." He simply said, before walking ahead of the group and into the gym. A shiver ran down their backs, all of them significantly more worried about what he would bring up to their parents.

Reiko was floating various five pound weights with her erie telekinetic grip, her single visible eye twitching from the strain. Izuku was standing in front of her, jotting down some notes in his notebook.

"We're right, your limit is twenty five pounds but so long as the total objects under your control don't exceed that limit all that is left is your focus on how many things can be in your grip." Izuku muttered, his pencil moving at incredible speeds.

"I can do better in the dark." Reiko gently rested the weights around her, floating a bottle of water to herself.

"That makes sense." Izuku looked back up to her. "The al-, species my watch generated that you were spliced with actually has an outer layer of skin to block out intense UV rays. It can shed the skin to use its powers more efficiently, but at the cost of direct sunlight being extremely deadly."

"Hmm." The pale girl brushed her hair out of the way, revealing the empty space where a second eye should be. Izuku glanced down to his notebook, remembering where he first saw that sight. It was cold, raining, and too much blood.

So much.

"Izuku?"

Now back in the present, Izuku glanced back up to the girl. "Yes?"

"Is there anything else you want me to do?"

Looking back to the many notes he had on the potential abilities she might possess, he closed it and focused on the girl in front of him.

He's busy, he can't think about that.

"I think you should focus on what you already know. You already have been getting a good grip on permeation, flight, invisibility, and telekinesis. Maybe pick two or three of those that you want to work on, get faster at it, stronger at it, just practice and use that alongside whatever physical strength and speed you've already trained through your life."

Yanagi accepted that answer, and began to lift the weights again while passing them through herself. She paused, glancing with slight worry to the boy. "Is this ok?"

"What do you mean?"

"Are these what you want me to practice?"

Izuku felt it suddenly harder to breathe, a billion thoughts going through his head about what is going in the girl's head. Only a few actually stood out. One, she really wanted to do well in the festival and wanted his opinion as her business counselor. Two, her attachment to him stemmed from ptsd at the USJ. Three, and he really hoped it wasn't true, something went wrong with the gene splicing alongside ectonurite DNA. It had some of the most intense safeguards in the omnitrix, and he let it out.

"Yanagi."

"Call me Reiko."

"Um, ok. When it comes to the type of hero you end up as you should pick it. I'm just here to give some tips on how you can accomplish that."

Reiko paused her exercise, seemingly more confused now than before.

"Everything ok?" Aizawa came up from behind.

"Y-yes!/yes." Izuku and Reiko responded at the same time.

The teacher nodded, before addressing the small green bean. "If you're done here there are a few others you should check on. Kaminari and Jiro particularly are having trouble understanding their new quirks."

"Yes sir." Izuku followed Aizawa, glancing back to Reiko one last time.

"What's going on?" The man spoke in a whisper as he continued his casual walk.

"I think Reiko isn't completely...herself sensei." The boy confessed.

"I would say it's normal under the circumstances, but I have seen it personally. She's oddly fixated on you, and I don't think it's your typical highschool crush."

Glancing around the room, Izuku just so happened to catch Pony's gaze as she was doing pull ups on two floating horns. He quickly looked away, focused back on his teacher. "D-do you know a lot about that stuff?"

"Unfortunately you pick up on things after teaching for a few years whether you like it or not. I don't care what you do so long as it doesn't distract you from why you're here."

"Also." Aizawa paused to look down at Izuku with his intimidating stature. "I've discovered something not listed on your note."

Izuku already had his notebook in his hands, pencil shaking under his grip. "What was it?!"

"I can talk to cats now."

"...Huh….what do they say?"

"Nothing short of genocide and dictatorships."

Well, he wasn't a cat person anyways.

Itsuka Kendo threw another fist towards Eijiro's face, only to charge up her left with a vibrant pink orb with One for All coursing through her arm, and jab his side.

*BANG* The boy was tossed to the side, then got right back up with a wide smile. "That's what I'm talking about!"

"Stop letting her hit you!" Mina shouted at him in frustration. "Hit back! Her moves are super obvious!"

Kendo paused, slightly lowering her fists. "Is it that bad?"

"Your fists literally glow like a video game character's whenever you're going to try and hit someone."

"To be fair." Kendo turned off her quirk, pointing to the now returning Eijiro. "If I wasn't using my quirk whenever I went to punch him my hands would break."

"That is fair." Mina agreed with a finger on her chin. "But that just means you should keep your quirk active at all times! What advice did Izuku give you?"

Now that was an interesting topic. She glanced over to the boy who was currently tapping a pencil against the ground around a blindfolded Jiro, the girl able to point at where he was touching it. Kaminari was slowly approaching on his tippy toes from behind with his hands holding his own pencil. Once he got close enough Jiro grabbed the writing utensil from the obnoxious boy's hand and poked his eye.

"Gah!"

She watched as Jiro and Izuku started laughing, but her gaze focused on that green head of hair.

'Kendo, there's some things I've been keeping secret from you.' All Might folded his hands as he leaned forward in his seat.

'Like why you want me to keep an eye on Midoriya? Obviously he's connected to something but I don't even know what I'm looking for?! Is he connected to villains? There's so many weird things happening around him that I can't see why specifically you want me to watch him!' The redhead released the tension building up almost instantly.

'I can see why this has been, challenging for you.' The older man cringed slightly at the outburst. He then became drastically more serious. 'Yes, I'm going to explain why we've kept such a watchful eye on Midoriya, but more importantly the origins of One for All.'

"Yo, Kendo?" Eijiro waved his hand in front of her. "Are we fighting or-"

*BOOM* Acting on instinct Kendo gripped Eijiro in the pink aura and launched him into the air, the boy being impaled into the ceiling.

"Holy shit!"

"You ok?!"

Pony flew up on one of her horns, grabbing the crystal teen and yanking him out.

"THAT WAS AWESOME!"

Kendo sighed at the crazed battle happy Eijiro, then back to her hands.

"Wait, can you move things without making a platform?!" Izuku shouted, ecstatic at the new development.

"I, didn't know I could do that." The red headed girl confessed. Staring at her hands she felt, something else. It was her quirk, and felt like she used something similar to One for All. Yet it wasn't that, it was like her body was extended. Unfortunately before she began to question herself Izuku was already in her face about it.

"What did it feel like? Was it similar to how you normally use your quirk? Ifyoucanusedirecttelekenesisthatwouldgreatlyimproveyourabilitytomanagesuroundingvillainsand-"

As the boy became a muttering mess as he wrote furiously in his notebook, Kendo began to toss away every idea she had about who he might be. All Might warned her about All for One, and how someone was obviously influencing Izuku's life, but the boy right here was just a simple nerd who was helping around where he could.

Yeah, he wasn't evil.

Izuku closed the notebook he had just finished writing, quickly glancing around he saw everyone was busy with something. Most of them were running around the track, Eijiro trying to not let Mina pass him but the girl simply slid on a trail of acid to overtake him. Pony flew by on her horns followed by Reiko who glided through the air. Finally, in a surprising turn of events, Kaminari started sparking of arcs of electricity and increasing his own speed exponentially.

"Oh come on! Don't tell me I'm the slowest now!" Eijiro shouted in disappointment, but didn't lose his smile.

"On your left!" Kendo sped by, her veins lighting up with her quirk.

"Dang it!"

"At *huff* least *huff* you have endurance!" Ochaco shouted on the track, lagging behind the rest alongside a steady paced Jiro.

"Itsuka." Aizawa called out with his stop watch.

"Yes?"

"Is that really the best way to apply your quirk to go your fastest?"

"Yeah at least in this setting. Platforms take up too much concentration and are more for obstacles."

"Carry on then."

Seeing everyone occupied, Izuku mentally commanded the omnitrix to bring out his next blank one.

"You shouldn't do that out here."

"WAH!" Clutching his rapid beating heart, Izuku saw his sister sitting besides him, disguised as a stack of weights. "Why aren't you out there running?"

"Why aren't you?" She responded, shifting back to her normal self.

"I need to see where everyone is at right now." Izuku opened his notebook and began writing on his second pencil for the day. "Once I have a base, then I can devise a plan for each of you on how to use what you can currently do, what you can work on, what-"

"Where's your page?" Himiko asked, flipping through the notebook.

The boy tried to reach over to grab it, but Himiko simply extended her torso higher so she could continue reading without him blocking her. He sighed, giving up on overpowering her alien hybrid sister. "I don't have one yet."

"I think out of everyone here you need one the most." Himiko dropped the notebook down on his lap, shifting back to normal. "Like, how are you planning to compete in the sport's festival?"

"I don't know." Izuku weakly defended himself. "It's not like I can use any powers." He held up the watch to prove his point.

"Uuuugh. You help everyone but yourself, you know that?" Himiko jabbed at his side.

"Others need it more than me." Izuku got up, holding his notebook and omnitrix behind his back as he stored the item.

Himiko frowned, trying to figure out how exactly she was going to convince her smart yet idiotic brother why he's going to get stomped with his current attitude. Before anything, she had to get him to lighten up. "You know, I'm kinda jealous of your watch. Not because of the whole alien stuff but because you have your own Pipboy."

"Is that a game reference?"

"It's me, what else am I going to make a reference to?"

"Something racist, sexist, crude-" As Izuku began to count the many bad habits that Himiko had, Pony began to jog her way over. The girl that had shed her outer sports shirt and was wearing a tight sports bra that exposed her glistening skin. Then Himiko began to smile, the corner of her lips curling into over exaggerated swirls.

"Hey Pony!" Himiko got up, wrapping an arm around the girl. "What brings you over here?"

"Sensei asked for you." She replied, smiling back to the blonde.

"Let me guess, he wants the mud pile to run? Talk about unrealistic expectations." Himiko chuckled a little, before locking eyes on Izuku with that same smile. "Hey Izuku? Why don't you join us? That way you can be your very best for the sports festival!"

As soon as Himiko heard an excited gasp from Pony she knew not a single ounce of effort was needed from her part.

"Yeah Izuku!" Pony cheered. "Come on!"

Izuku looked like he was about to back out, but every time his eyes flickered back to Pony's face his mouth refused to say no. "O-ok."

"Yes!" Pony grabbed Izuku's hand and brought him over to the track. "Let's have a foot race!"

"Only if you don't run on all fours." Izuku began to stretch his legs, pausing when he saw a tire roll up beside him. "What kind of reference is that?"

"A rubber one." Himiko's face morphed at the top of the tire, smiling back at them.

"Can't tell if that was a sexual joke or-"

"We'll watch it when we get home for dinner."

"But, we're having dinner with the Todoroki's tonight."

"...damnit. Forgot about that."

The Midoriya family and one other stood in front of the large gate that surrounded the property. The towering walls made them feel small, engulfing them in its shadows. All of them were casually dressed, besides one detective that was pretty sure this was supposed to be a family thing.

"I-is this the right place?" Inko asked, still unsure about going to the number two hero's home.

"Yep." Naomasa said, slipping his phone into his jacket pocket. "There should be a-"

*BRZZ* Eri pressed a button in front of an intercom, letting out a shrill buzzing noise.

"Eri!" Inko pulled her away from the button. "W-we shouldn't be-"

"This is the Todoroki residence. Is this Shoto's friends?" A gentle woman's voice spoke through the buzzer.

"I wouldn't say friends." Himiko grumbled, getting a smack to her shoulder by Izuku.

"He can be a bit, distant, but we really appreciate you coming! I'll go ahead and open the gate, just follow the path to the front door."

The wooden gate clicked, sliding into the walls to allow the Midoriyas to see the traditional Japanese home. It was a single story, but damn it was the widest single story building they ever saw. Eri marched onward, unintimidated by the expensive property. Inko followed right after, as Izuku grabbed Himiko's arm and dragged the girl to the front door.

"Please be nice." Inko begged them, then gave Himiko a pointed look. "And certainly no 'gamer' talk."

"You mean I can't talk about my favorite hobby?" Himiko argued.

"No, just not what you say while enjoying your games." The mother rose her hand to knock on the door, only to hear someone already approaching.

A slender young woman with pale skin and white hair peppered with red spots opened the sliding door, smiling at the family. "Welcome! I'm Fuyumi Todoroki, we're grateful to have you here."

"I'm Inko Midoriya, and these are my children. Himiko, Izuku, and Eri." Inko said, introducing them.

"And I'm Naomasa Tsukauchi. A close family friend." The detective smiled at the woman, trying to put her at ease knowing he wasn't invited by the Todorokis.

"He's pretty much family already." Himiko added.

"He's our Dad." Eri mentioned in a matter of fact tone.

"E-ERI!" Inko placed her hand over the girl's mouth. Trying not to become overcome with a red tint, Inko calmed herself down as fast as possible.

Naomasa had to look away, his heart clenching at the statement. Eri wasn't lying.

"W-well." Fuyumi stepped out of the doorway. "Please come in, the food is just about ready."

The dinner table was mostly silent, feeling the intense atmosphere being generated by two particular teens. Himiko sat on the opposite side of Shoto, Izuku on one side of her with Inko on the other. She was trapped between the two so that if she was mean in any way they would be on her ass. Shoto was more or less picking at his food, every time he glanced up Himiko's scowl would have him look away. In no way shape or form was Himiko happy about this little outing.

"So." Naomasa got everyone's attention. "It's not well known for Endeavor to allow visitors to his home. What makes tonight so special?"

Damnit Himiko was going to cockblock him the next chance she got.

"Shoto's got social issues." Natsuo said casually, ruffling his little brother's head. "He tends to develop these wild conspiracies and do some crazy things."

"No I don't." Shoto sighed, taking another bite.

"While I wouldn't put it like that-" Fuyumi kicked Natsuo under the table. "-he wanted to make up for jumping to a conclusion that might have hurt some feelings."

"Nah, you didn't hurt anyone's feelings." Himiko smiled devily. "You just threatened Izuku is all-"

"Stop." Both Izuku and Inko said at the same time, making Himiko grumble further into her seat.

"Did you threaten him?" Fuyumi asked in a serious tone.

"If anything Himiko threatened Todoroki." Izuku threw out there.

"Is that true?" Inko asked her daughter who refused to answer. When she didn't she looked up at Naomasa who would rather not be caught up in all of this.

"I'm sorry." Shoto said from across the table. "I didn't know what was going on."

"Suuure." Himiko leaned back in her seat, not believing in the boy.

"He's telling the truth." Naomasa whispered over to her.

Himiko sat up with more energy than she ever showed her homework, staring at her not dad in utter shock. She then spun her head to Shoto, gauging her approach. "Did you know he was quirkless?"

"No."

Naomasa nodded, confirming Shoto's words. Himiko's eyes began to widen, her hands slamming on the table as she began rapid fire questioning him.

"Why were you angry with him?"

"I thought you were in trouble, and he wasn't helping you."

"Why did you think I was in trouble?"

"You didn't post your streams like you normally do."

"Wait." Natsuo turned his whole body to face his brother. "You only watch one person, when did you start following her streams?"

"I've only ever followed her." Shoto says, showing his brother his phone.

"Please don't say it like that." Fuyumi pleaded.

As Natsuo double checked his brother's phone, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as his jaw dropped. "NO WAY!"

"Quiet please." Fuyumi was almost resorting to begging at this point, but Natsuo refused to listen.

"YOU'RE MUDPUPPY?! THE STREAMER WHO CAN TURN INTO ANY HERO?!"

Himiko regained her composure, smiling at the older boy. "Yep!"

"Holy shit!"

"Language!" Fuyumi kicked her brother as discreetly as she could. "We have guests over."

"Oh come on!" Natsuo threw his hands towards Himiko. "I'm practically a saint compared to her!"

"It's true." Himiko smirked, getting a stern look from her mother.

"You have no idea how much we love your stuff!" Natsuo pulled out a few screenshots he already had saved on his phone. "Shoto got in trouble for spending a few hundred thousand dollars on her streams. Honestly you nail Endeavor down to the last burnt hair on his chin! Shoto, remember when we asked her to do Endeavor crying?!"

Shoto actually smirked a bit, remembering that moment. Himiko could not believe these two got off to their dad crying, it was hilarious!

"Why do you want to see your father cry?" Inko asked in a worried tone, but Natsuo was already pulling up the saved clip of the impersonation of the number two hero whining when losing a match.

"Show him show him!" Eri bounced in her seat, causing even more noise.

In a whirl of purple mud, Himiko became the intimidating man in front of the two. Folding her arms, she did her best to put on a scowl and glare down at the two. The Todorokis froze for a moment under her gaze, but then started to further examine her.

"Wow, guess fire must be pretty hard to try and do in person." Natsuo noted.

"How do you make it look so real on the camera?" Shoto asked.

"LED lights in the flames and a few filters." Himiko explained in a casual Endeavor voice.

The three icy siblings blinked, hardly ever hearing the voice of their father so...relaxed.

"Wow, that is crazy." The older sibling chuckled to himself.

"Indeed." A voice spoke from behind, all of their heads turning to it.

Another Endeavor began walking up, the flames over his face blazing as he narrowed his piercing blue eyes at the copycat. "So, you're the one who's been impersonating my image for years."

"Trust me, I could never be as ugly as you." Himiko smirked back to the man with his own face, only she flinched as the heat grew intense around him.

Oh shit she done messed up.

"Leave, before I make you." He warned.

"There's no need for threats." Naomasa got up, standing strong against the muscular man. "I'm sure we can simply talk this out."

The man narrowed his eyes at the detective. "Not in my home. I've been meaning to find this person for some time."

"And why's that?"

"Because I'm suing this 'gamer.'"

Yep, Himiko was officially screwed. Gamers are officially the most oppressed group.

As you know it's been a while since I posted. Simply put, life is getting more busy for me and while I enjoy writing this work, school, and a lot of other things take priority over fanfiction writing. This chapter felt a little off to write, and I don't know if because I took a longer break or because I've been doing lots of academic writing for the past few months. Next chapter, Sports Festival.

What kinds of fusions do you want to see?

List of Hybrids (In order of splicing):

Eijiro Kirishima & Petrosapien/Diamondhead

Himiko Midoriya & Lenopan/Sludgepuppy

Kyoka Jiro & Sonorosian/Echo Echo

Reiko Yanagi & Ectonurite/Ghostfreak

Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead & Thep Khufan/Snare-oh

Denki Kaminari & Nosedeenian/Buzzshock

Any grammar errors please point it out.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

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Master Control

Chapter 24

He didn't realize it would go like this. Izuku expected there to be others around him, sharing a similar circumstance. Glancing at the omnitrix, he was reminded that there really wasn't anybody else that really could relate to him. The sports festival was today, after all that time spent helping several hero students, and his sister, now was their time to take their first steps to being recognized by the world.

Maybe it's not too late to back out.

"You seem tense." Cueball took a seat next to him in the class waiting area, the very empty waiting area.

"I should have just done the same assignment as the others." Izuku held his head down. "I mean, Kazuma set up an entire stand just for bets to earn money! Gown and Degurechaff are getting hero connections, Iwatani and Tempest are selling sports drinks, Sora and Itami are doing minigames, Aletta and Subaru are selling food, Echevalier is making a bunch of mecha toys based off popular heroes, Ryuguin is doing…something. The point is Everyone is doing something related to our class, and I'm just-"

"Woah woah buddy." The woman placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Ok, so your classmates are doing something more directly involving business, but do you want to know why?"

"Because they get extra credit?"

She laughed aloud, shaking him as she began to calm herself down. "You don't put that much work into extra credit unless you're about to fail. We're not even halfway through the semester kid. They're doing this to catch up to you."

"I'm not doing anything special though."

Izuku felt his shoulders being gripped, forced to face towards Cueball's direction with a serious gaze. "Midoriya, I like how you're humble but too much sounds like arrogance. The fact is you're doing more work in your special assignment than the third years would do in their final project. To downplay your own workload is rude to everyone else who is struggling to accomplish a fraction of what you're doing."

He glanced down in guilt, being able to empathize with what she's saying. He always struggled to match up to those with quirks, having to work ten times as hard to get the same amount of recognition. Now, the scales were balanced at UA, and everything he was doing was being seen for its worth.

"I'm sorry."

"Good." She went right back to her happy self, patting him on the back. "I do get your hesitation going out there. I mean, beside being quirkless you can't use that fancy watch at all which is probably as big of a secret as aliens."

He tensed up, glancing over to his teacher that seemed to still be as casual as before. With hesitation being outweighed by his curiosity, he asked her a question. "Do you believe in aliens?"

Cueball in response just pulled out her eightball, handing it over to Izuku. "Go ahead, ask it."

She couldn't be serious, right?

"Go on." She motioned for him to do so with a wave of her hand. Her eagerness compelled him to comply, the boy taking in a short breath to ease himself.

"Are aliens real?" Giving it a few shakes, he awaited for the blue triangle to rise to the glass.

'It is certain.'

"There you have it!" Cueball gave him a few pats on the back. "Aliens are real."

If only it was that easy to convince his family. So far he only knew for sure Eri believed him, the rest were…still deciding for themselves.

"All students, report to the entrance hall in class order. The sports festival will begin in ten minutes."

"Well, good luck out there." His teacher warned him as she plucked the ball from his hands.

Absentmindedly, he nodded, his nerves starting to rise as he lifted his heavy feet towards the door. Sure, he had practiced with his friends beforehand, Eijiro most of all, but this was something else. Years of watching the sports festival, Izuku knew how brutal it could be. Without using the omnitrix, it was impossible for him. Even if he always desired to participate, to be a hero in training, he knew that wasn't for him. Not for someone quirkless, and certainly not for someone keeping a universe's most important device secret.

"Hey." Cueball called out to him, Izuku turning around to give her his full attention. She gave him a small wave and a motherly smile. "You deserve to be with them."

"Um, right." He left the room, leaving Cueball alone in the class waiting area.

The woman held out her cueball, shaking it vigorously. "Will Izuku make it into the hero course?! ASK AGAIN LATER?!"

One day she would get a proper answer, but for now she was going to make a very risky bet.

Up in a private booth, The Principal of UA sat in a high chair with various controls in front of him. Beside the sentient creature, were a select few who held the most important secret of the world to their knowledge. Toshinori Yagi aka All Might, Sorahiko Torino aka Gran Torino, Mirai Sasaki aka Sir Nighteye, and Naomasa Tsukauchi the detective.

"Do we really need this many precautions?" The old man asked, taking a seat on the sofa. "It's just one boy."

"Who can erase someone's quirk, permanently." All Might replied. "While he has proven to be responsible with the omnitrix, it would be irresponsible not to have precautions while the lad is competing on live television with a device that is meant to be kept secret."

"Why exactly is Midoriya competing?" Nighteye questioned. "Is he trying to get into the hero course?"

"He made a promise." Naomsasa answered. "In return for having Himiko make up with a classmate, he would participate in the festival."

"He has plenty of reasons to not be directly involved in the competition." Nezu spoke aloud, turning his chair to face them. "Despite having duties that should keep him away, he is still putting himself at risk. The only thing that could overcome those is a strong desire, even if he's not aware of it."

The detective felt his phone buzz, gazing at the screen in resigned disappointment as he sent a quick reply.

"Who was that?" All Might asked his friend.

"Inko, she and Eri are here and are saving me a seat, well, were saving me one." He let out a shallow sigh, taking a seat as he looked out towards the visible audience. "Keeping this secret safe is more important though, I'm sure you understand more than anyone the importance of that."

All Might winced internally, beginning to see that his decision to not pursue a full personal life to protect One for All was interfering with one of his own friends to keep himself distant from the best thing in his life.

"Not much you can do here." Gran Torino shrugged. "But I can't fix stupid. Trust me, I tried."

Nighteye could only watch as the students came out of the tunnel, all of them lining up to be seen by the world. His eyes kept themselves on Midoriya, wishing that the future soon to come wouldn't happen. Yet, a glance towards the injured hero beside him was a grave reminder that that time, no matter how hard you fought it, would give you the same outcome.

"And now for the student pledge!" Midnight's voice came over the microphone, the heroine cracking her whip to escalate the enthusiasm.

Izuku felt awkward, standing alone where his class section should be. Hell his entire course was doing other things but participating, so it left a large gap between him, the hero classes, and the support group. Doing his best not to think about the likelihood of already having too much attention on himself, he watched as Kendo approached the microphone.

Out of all of the hero students he worked with, Kendo has the furthest lead in being recognized by professional heroes. Any of them that had interest in her would discover her saving a hero from Muscular, and not only that she placed first in the practical exam at UA. Even if she didn't get the most villain points, she got enough rescue points to obtain the spotlight.

Now, she had yet another leg up on her competition. Even if she doesn't make it in the final bracket, her success is guaranteed.

"I may be in the hero course, but that doesn't make me a hero." Kendo's first words silenced the crowd. "I have a powerful quirk, but that still doesn't make me a hero. I've even faced villains, yet that still doesn't make me a hero. It's easy to get distracted from all the cool toys, the flashy fights on tv, and the colorful costumes, but all of that isn't the core of what makes our heroes important. I've seen heroes, and they risk their lives to save people. They risk their comforts, they risk their future, they risk their reputation, they risk their livelihood-"

Her eyes lingered on Izuku for a moment, Kendo addressing the crowd after a short pause. "They sometimes risk exposing their secrets, just so they can save someone in need. I believe in heroes, and I hope today I can prove I'm ready to be one too."

The crowd erupted in cheers, Izuku nearly deafened by the sheer volume. He briefly wondered if it was this loud every year, never having experienced it in person and just through the comforts of his own living room.

After the chorus began to dwindle, he gazed up as the jumbo screen began to show what exactly they would be doing for the first event.

An obstacle course around the stadium, a classic. They've done variations of this throughout the years, but each time they had their own twist. One year they had the students run through the crossfire of paintballs, another time they were supposed to catch robotic pigeons, but now there were multiple parts to the race.

Listening closely, reading the rules displayed, Izuku was relieved to see there weren't any rules against teaming up. Plan A was a go.

Himiko on the other hand, was vaguely paying attention to the hero announcing the rules, just loosely remembering what Izuku had drilled into her weeks prior to the event. Turning her eyes towards an oddly determined classmate with purple hair, she saw him eyeing a head of green.

"Hey." Himiko called out to her classmate, who she never really talked to before.

"Hm?" Those tired eyes, the messy bedhead, geez maybe this was that hobo teacher's son before he went all mummy.

"You have a crush on him or something?" She motioned her head towards her brother, who the boy now intentionally kept his eyes away from.

"No." He denied with no visual emotion. "Do you know him?"

"What do you want to know about him?" She indirectly answered his question, wanting to learn more without revealing too much.

"I saw him with the hero class, the one the villains attacked. Yet he's not a hero student, and he's the only one from the business classes competing here. I can't help but think he and I are alike in some ways."

Himiko guessed this guy had some baggage regarding the hero students, but then again so were a lot of her classmates. Her class was basically composed of the hero course rejects, only herself actually applying for the general studies.

"You have a good quirk for this?" The boy randomly asked.

"Nah." Himiko waved him off. "I'm a literal pile of walking mud. Speed isn't my thing."

"Shame." He turned towards a few others who seemed physically large with powerful legs. "Guess I'll have to try someone else."

With a crack of Midnight's whip, she commanded their attention once again. "Everyone! Get ready to run!"

"Izuku!"

"Izubro!"

"Hey chump!"

"Green bean!"

A rush of students approached the quirkless boy, Izuku now bombarded with a sight of familiar faces. Pony, Eijiro, Himiko, Mina, and with plenty others hovering around them.

"We totally got this!" Eijiro grabbed his buddy's arm. "Plan A here we come!"

"Yeah!" Mina and Pony cheered.

"What's plan A again?" Himiko asked her brother.

"Excuse us." Yanagi appeared beside them with Jiro and Kaminari approaching from behind. "We were wondering if you wanted to team up. You helped us a lot and we wanted to help you get through this."

Izuku turned his head, seeing even Kendo, Uraraka, and even Todoroki watching their interaction like they too wanted to insert themselves into the team. With a heavy heart, he gives an answer loud enough so the others could hear.

"I appreciate it, really, but smaller teams would work better. Otherwise things might get overcrowded." He pointed towards the tunnel to better visualize his point. "It's going to be chaos in there, and honestly Yanagi you probably do really well on your own."

"Ok." She nodded, accepting his answer and turning to relay that with the others. Someone pushed past Jiro, confused at the contact but moved towards the ghostly girl.

"Excuse me." Monoma bumped past her, only to seem more agitated after the fact. With a clear sight towards the others, he continued his trek as he kept "accidentally" bumping into Izuku.

"Pardon me." He grinded his teeth, then moving towards Himiko who stood her ground against him. She waited, until he did exactly as she thought as he brushed his shoulder against her.

He snapped. "What is wrong with you people?!"

"Excuse me?!" Himiko pushed him away. "You're the one who is picking a fight too early!"

"Woah woah." Mina came up with Izuku to hold on to the pissed off girl. "You can have your chance later, breathe girl."

"Sorry." Himiko relaxed, still glaring daggers at the boy who just stared at his hands in bewilderment. "I just don't need something else added to my 'shit to deal with' plate."

"What's going on?" Pony asked innocently.

"Oh, nothing worth getting into right now." Himiko tried to brush it off, unfortunately her brother decided to satisfy the curiosity.

"Endeavor is taking legal action against Himiko." The boy answered, glancing to where Todoroki currently was. There was a lot of mixed feelings about him, but honestly Izuku held nothing against the boy. He probably already had a lot of pressure on him just being the son of the number two hero. On top of having a powerful quirk, and in the most prestigious hero academy in Japan

"What?!" The horned trio of Mina, Pony, and Eijiro shouted.

"On your marks!" Midnight's voice carried over them, everyone immediately turning their bodies towards the starting line.

Seeing so many students at the ready, with such a small passageway, Izuku really wouldn't want to be in the middle of that potential mess.

"Eijibro." Izuku got behind his friend.

"Yeah man?"

"GET SET!"

"We're going to need a snow plow." Izuku patted his buddy's shoulder, Eijiro grinning as he immediately took off his shirt.

"Really?" Himiko asked in slight annoyance, only for Mina to slap her arm.

"Don't complain." She chastised her fellow girl.

"GO!"

A rush of bodies burst forth, some moving faster than others but all of them squeezing into a narrow funnel. But did that stop some of them immediately?

"COMING THROUGH!" A manly voice screamed out in excitement.

A crystalline plow shaped in a large V started to push some of them aside, letting those staying directly behind it move faster.

"I could have done that." Himiko jumped on Eijiro's shoulders, overlooking the crowd to keep an eye on some of those prone to cause trouble, and oh what trouble they caused.

A wave of ice encompassed everyone's feet, allowing Todoroki to gain a considerable lead.

"OI PEPPERMINT! YOU THINK THIS IS GOING TO STOP ME!" An explosive boy threw his palms down, literally igniting the ground under his feet and soaring into the air.

Himiko on the other hand, saw that Todoroki had to push through a few more students before taking the lead, glancing behind himself to check on her. He must have figured out that her and ice don't do well together, and only froze the others until she was safe from the line of fire.

Well that was awfully nice.

"Good call on the snow plow!" Eijiro continued to move forward, breaking the four inch layer of ice around himself. Too bad those behind him still ended up getting stuck by the power move.

"Pony!" Izuku called out as he tried to pry his feet away.

"I gotcha!" Her two horns popped off her head, their blunt ends zooming to break away the ice on her allies' feet.

"Nice idea!" Kendo moved past as they were breaking themselves free, using her quirk to project a similar snow plow.

"Hey!" Himiko angrily shook her fist, refraining from a certain gesture. "That's copyrighted!"

"You're one to talk." Izuku muttered, shaking up his cold but loose feet. "Let's catch up before we get anymore surprises."

"Yes sir-GAH!" A foot stepped off of Mina's face, Jiro and Kaminari using their smaller stature and literally climbing over the crowd.

"All aboard the manly train!" Eijiro, in the heat of competition, began pushing harder as his friends kept right behind him. His feet cracked the ground underneath as he pretended not to hear anything else cracking around him. Already in the first event and Recovery Girl's patient list was getting longer and longer.

Freedom embraced them as they exited the tunnel, only for all of them to gaze up in shock as not one, two, but seven zero pointer robots loomed over them with a crowd of robots around their feet.

"YOU GUYS HAD TO FIGHT THOSE?!" Izuku screamed.

"I told you the hero course was a bad idea!" Himiko yelled back, startled as well by the brutality of the school.

"BRING IT!" Eijiro turned his slow plow into two large blades resting on his arms.

"It's a race!" Mina reminded them.

"We need to get through!" Pony added on.

Before they could argue any further, a giant glacier erupted, encompassing the two zero pointers in the center. Todoroki ran ahead once again, keeping himself in the lead.

"Gogogogogo!" Mina ran forward, urging her companions to do the same as an opening became obvious for them.

In the crowd watching her children on a large screen, Inko felt like her heart was about to explode. It may be wrong, but at that moment she was glad Izuku gave up on his dream to be a hero. At least Himiko would survive being stepped on.

"Mom look!" Eri pointed at another screen. "Those two look like some of Izuku's heroes!"

Fighting her motherly instincts, she let her eyes off her children and watched the ones Eri was talking about. A boy with blond hair, black patches on his skin, and yellow lighting flowing around him zipped through the air and into one of the larger robots. The large metal head turned itself towards its hands, examining itself before stomping some of the shorter robots.

Another who was decently short with lines across her pale skin screamed at a few smaller robots, the machines falling apart under such a powerful sonic attack.

Those were probably some of the ones Izuku helped at USJ, if Eri recognized their quirks, or, alien powers if that's what they really were. She wasn't sure yet what to think about aliens, if they were real or not….yet somehow from witnessing so much it was hard to dismiss it anymore.

They were strong, easily proving themselves to be the top in their class. To think they got those abilities weeks ago, no quirk ever demonstrating the versatility and strength like them.

One girl caught her attention, running across pink platforms as she hurled powerful balls of pink energy into some robots and detonating them quickly. "Does she seem familiar?" Inko asked her more knowledgeable daughter.

"Hmm, I don't think she was spliced." Eri shook her head. "She looks too human, but I'm pretty sure she's one of the hero students Izuku is helping for his own class."

"Let's just hope he manages to stay safe." Inko prayed aloud. "I don't think I can mentally handle any other big life events."

Her fears manifested themselves, the frozen robots tipping over from an explosion and falling towards the ground.

Right where Izuku and his friends were.

Nezu kept his paw above a button, but didn't feel the need to press it quite yet.

"Do it already!" Naomasa shouted.

"Have faith in his friends." Nezu told the man. "They have proven themselves more than once yes?"

Acting fast, Eijiro erected four pillars of crimson crystals to halt the robots, beginning to feel strained as he pushed against the weight. The metal began to twist around them, the mechanical bodies slowly descending towards them.

"Mina!" Izuku pointed towards a spot that was cluttered with bits of metal. "Start making us a path!"

"You got it!" Using a highly corrosive acid, Mina cut through the obstacle to lead her friends out of the danger.

Emerging from the second unexpected tunnel, they sprinted forward to race to the next obstacle. A man made canyon was carved into the path, pillars of stone connected by steel wires. No way around, well not without being disqualified.

Kendo was already halfway across, running across her own pink platforms in the air as Bakugo blasted himself from pillar to pillar. Todoroki was showing off some incredible skill in the use of his quirk by skating on the one inch cables.

"Should I make our own platform?" Eijiro asked, ready to use his quirk to the fullest.

Glancing behind them, a good amount of students were climbing over the wreckage. "And let the others follow?" Himiko asked. "I might be able to stretch us across but I would probably be too thin to actually support us."

"Pony?" Izuku looked over to the girl, who popped off a couple more horns to have four hovering around her.

"This is as much as I can make." She confessed looking slightly anxious that they didn't have a way yet. "But we have five people, and we won't have good grips if we get bumped mid air."

As Izuku began to think, Kaminari had caught up after having his fun in the robot, zipping by and entering the cable itself to travel through it and emerge on the other end.

"Screw it!" Himiko wrapped everyone in a tight, sludgy hug while sending out four purple tendrils to lash onto the floating horns. "Come on! If any blondies are gonna win it's going to be me and the cowgirl!"

Despite the language barrier, Pony knew what she meant and took no offense to it, using her horns to float up the bag of mud with a few heads poking out.

"Himiko." Izuku kept his eyes focused on the sludgy head next to his.

"Yes?" She smiled innocently.

"With all the love of being a brother, I have to say it."

"Say what?"

"This is super gross."

"PFt!" Mina began spitting out bits of purple. "It got in my mouth!"

With a sigh, and a devious grin, Himiko just nudged her head against the two. "It can't be that bad."

She then proceeded to push Izuku against Pony, both of their faces only an inch away from one another with Mina being moved to Eijiro.

"Sorry if I'm too hard." The redhead casually said. "It's not like I can turn it off."

"Ok." Mina nodded, accepting their current fate. "This is good."

Izuku was absolutely still, his eyes locked onto hers as both of them just continued to stiffen up.

One breath of his against her mouth, and her horns responded by launching them forward with all the anxiety of a school girl crush.

Todoroki stayed ahead, just managing to outpace everyone through a steady speed. The last obstacle, a minefield, didn't seem too hard at first glance. He thought about freezing a pathway to slide across, but that could open someone up to taking first place, like Ida, Kendo, or even Tsunotori. But he didn't have to worry about her, she was with Himiko and Izuku. As much as he wanted to help on their team, it would place him further behind. He had to prove to his father now more than ever that he would be a hero without that quirk, his own person without that bastardly power.

If he can do that, then maybe he would be treated with some respect and be able to convince him to not sue her. His odds of winning shouldn't be high, but the fact that this was the number two hero, he had a lot of sway over things like this.

*BOOM*

Lost in thought, he forgot that there was still competition for first place.

Bakugo decided to be a little more risky in his final sprint, his body already made to be able to handle explosions and could brush off a non lethal mine or two.

Kendo was catching up right behind him, still using her platforms to pretty much make her own path without harm.

Kaminari, just zoomed above the mines as arcs of lightning flickered around him. Too bad his quirk kept setting off some of the mines around him and halting his progress.

Todoroki was close enough still, he can make it, he can get first place.

*BOOMBOOMBOOM*

Something was approaching, fast and triggering the mines in rapid succession. Taking the risk, he glanced back again to see something that made him stumble.

There was a crystal sled with Izuku's team on it. Ashido at the front poured a slick substance in front of them while Tsunotori's horns were pushing them forward. With hardly any friction, and the diamond shield underneath them protecting them from the mines, they were an unstoppable train of quirk combinations.

Though while he was distracted, his foot unfortunately stepped on one of the finals mines.

*BOOM*

He was thrown onto his back, the boy rolling with the training ingrained into him from youth and pushed himself up. His ears ringing, his heart pounding, his lungs scratching themselves, his legs numbly crashing with each step that echoed through his bones.

Not willing to take a chance at the development being him, he pressed on.

"And in first place is SHOTO TODOROKI!" Present Mic announced to the world, the first round coming to an end. "And right after him we have a neck and neck finish with ITSUKA KENDO TAKING SECOND AND KATSUKI BAKUGO IN THIRD! Right behind them is our surprise dream team of Mina Ashido, Eijiro Kirishima, Izuku Midoriya, Himiko Midoriya, Pony Tsunotori, and Reiko Yanagi!"

Huh?

"You guys did well." The sudden manifestation of the ghostly girl spooked them all.

"Were…Were you following us the whole time?" Izuku asked the girl.

"I didn't interfere." She clarified. "I just stayed within five feet at all times in case something happened."

Himiko came up, waving her hand through the currently intangible girl who was still visible. "You've got some serious attachment issues."

But Izuku grew more concerned, placing a hand on her solid shoulder. "Yanagi."

"I said you could call me Reiko."

"Ok, Reiko..I want you to do your best to win, for you, ok? You can use whatever strategies we went over, and I know I've been getting help from friends but, this is your moment to get started on your hero career."

Her single eye glanced down towards the ground, trying to find a clear answer. "Just, do my best to win?"

"Yes." Izuku smiled, the point getting across. "The fact that no one could land a hit on you unless you wanted, makes me believe you can actually take first place."

"OI!" Eijiro shouted with a wide smile. "Don't think you'll be able to hit me out either!"

"Yeah!" Mina skated over on her bare feet. "We won't make it easy on you."

"So please stop stalking my brother." Himiko immediately getting a small smack from her brother.

The silver haired girl nodded, walking away to ponder how she was going to do just that.

"Is she ok?" Pony asked the green headed boy. "She seems very…dependant."

"Possibly." Izuku answered with his head low. "But, I don't know how to figure out what's wrong, or how I can fix it, or even-"

She grabbed his hand, holding it up as she forced herself into his personal bubble, almost getting as close as they were earlier. It took a lot of will power, but she felt she needed to do this. "Izuku, I love that you want to help everyone, but please rely on us too if you need help doing it. You just told her to do her best so she could look good to the heroes, but…I want to do win so you'll see that I, I mean we, can help you, no matter what trouble you're in. That way you'll have no doubts that you can depend on us. K?"

He nodded his head, taking in the girl that was right in front of him who held such determination to being..helpful to him. It was sweet, caring, but it still made a part of him feel hurt that she thought he couldn't handle problems he made. If she wanted to prove that she was willing to help carry his problems, how could he convince her and everyone else that he can solve his own?

The omnitrix was his secret, and even though he shared that secret no one else held the responsibility of wielding it.

'Uncategorized Life Form detected.' The omnitrix mentally spoke to him.

WHAT?!

'Unable to properly scan DNA, logging current data and analyzing.'

…Not again.

PART 1 COMPLETE! I have postponed this story alongside others because I was finishing up my first fanfic ever, A Sad Boy in a Tree-House (Doctor Who X MHA). It's not my best, but I put a lot of heart into it and learned a lot of things by making it.

More aliens, but something the omnitrix couldn't get a proper scan of. What could it be? Who could it be? I'll give you a cruel hint, you won't be able to guess it.

What kinds of fusions do you want to see?

List of Hybrids (In order of splicing):

Eijiro Kirishima & Petrosapien/Diamondhead

Himiko Midoriya & Lenopan/Sludgepuppy

Kyoka Jiro & Sonorosian/Echo Echo

Reiko Yanagi & Ectonurite/Ghostfreak

Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead & Thep Khufan/Snare-oh

Denki Kaminari & Nosedeenian/Buzzshock

Any grammar errors please point it out.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 25

Even without proper eyes, All for One could still see everything he needed to. A quirk once used by someone who did nothing but watch tv in their life, was now being put to use for a greater purpose. A translation quirk that allowed him to tap into the very signals broadcasting media across the world was flowing through his mind. He flipped through them like channels, focusing on one event that needed his attention.

The sports festival.

Now he didn't care for the barbaric idiocy that the heroes presented, but he loved seeing so many powerful quirks in one place. It was always tempting, but he could control himself. This time though, it was for more than just quirks.

"Excuse me." A man spoke to his right, the good doctor who kept his body as functional as possible. Even if it was just making him comfortable as dozens of regeneration quirks granted him a form of immortality.

"You may speak."

"I have gathered the quirk registry of class that All Might was supposed to teach." The man then placed a list of folders in front of All for One. The super villain rose his hand over the presented documents, placing a finger against them to begin reading the listed information.

Ah, the good doctor was such a hard and effective worker. Of course, it was probably easy for him given that his public profession granted him the right to review such information.

"Excellent, and have you confirmed the report of their tag along that defeated the Nomu?"

"I would hardly say defeated." The doctor ran a hand through his bristly mustache. "That brat undid all of my hard work!"

"Now now, I'm sure it won't happen again. You have made many improvements to prevent the quirks from being taken out of their new hosts. Even I cannot forcibly remove the quirks of your prototype Nomu."

"Are you sure he isn't some kid you might have had?" The mysterious doctor asked.

"If that was the case this would be a simple overlooked factor. Yet you checked his file?"

"Yes." The doctor shifted through some papers. "I actually diagnosed him myself years ago. Quirkless."

All for One hummed to himself, pleased that their inside information continued to be accurate. "Tell me good doctor, in your professional opinion, do you believe that this 'omnitrix' is a PQE?"

"Bah!" The man threw his arms into the air, agitated by the accusation. "No singular quirk has the ability to go through so much detail of rewriting every single cell in someone else's body permanently in an instant! Let alone give that power through a device so small. Even the world pulling resources together alongside a perfect combination of quirks couldn't compress that ability into a watch! And even if it did you would have had to have some part in it!"

"Indeed." All for One agreed. "Yet it exists, and allows a boy to mimic my very own quirk."

On one of the video feeds relaying into his mind, the villain watched the noted students that were reported to be altered by this device. Amazing, to give an array of abilities bundled into one being, not taken or stolen from anywhere. An electric boy that could possess machines, zip through wires, display powerful arcs of energy, and even fly to a degree. He was just one example of many that showed whatever device was given to someone so weak, wasn't transferring power.

It created power.

Quirks are simply manifestations of power, and if this device could be the source of such raw power…

He must have it.

"Hey bros and broettes!" Kaminari waved over to Izuku and his gang, Jiro following next to him.

"Yes!" Eijiro cheered. "My brocabulary is spreading!"

"Oh so he's allowed to make up random words but I'm not?" Himiko poked her brother, who blandly glanced back.

"You tend to say a lot of offensive stuff."

"Blame America's second amendment."

"That's about guns." Pony corrected. "You're talking about the first amendment."

Kaminari gave Eijiro a quick fistbump, the shorter teen wincing from punching a rock. "Dang, no wonder you guys placed pretty high up there."

Himiko stretched out her arms, enveloping their group in a hug. "Yep, me and my-"

"Don't say it." Izuku warned.

"I wasn't going to say anything bad!" Himiko whined.

"So." Jiro let out a short cough to get their attention. "What do you think the second event will be?"

Izuku pulled himself out of the sludgy arms, ready to engage in a thoughtful conversation. "Usually UA does something that revolves around groups or teams for the second round. Sometimes just a sport that involves quirks. So whatever it is, make sure you have some people who you work well with to partner up."

"Kind of like what we just did?" Pony pointed out.

Mina just shrugged. "I'm more curious why Bakugo isn't exploding over getting third place."

"Oh yeah!" Kaminari looked over, seeing the boy simply standing there with his hands in his pockets. "He looks grumpy, but that's his norm."

"You think USJ changed him?" Himiko questioned, her eyes widening as she realized who was present. "Sorry."

Jiro rubbed her arm, looking off towards the tunnel where other students were still rushing in to earn their place. "I've got to get over it eventually."

"That doesn't mean it still doesn't bring back some fear." Eijiro stepped forward. "Sometimes, when I close my eyes I still see it. That thing punching me, nearly breaking me, you don't just walk away from stuff like that and be completely fine."

"Hey everyone!" Kendo jogged up, pausing when she saw the gloomy mood that overcame them. "Everything ok?"

"Yeah." Mina nodded. "Just, getting over some stuff from USJ you know?"

"Ah." The redhead became more quiet. "Yeah, I guess that did just happen not too long ago. It hardly seems real, that we actually faced villains."

"Dang it!" Eijiro stomped on the ground, getting their attention. "That's it! We're gonna show those villains we mean business! And what better way than showing the world that we're not backing down than the sports festival! We're here! We're alive! And we're going to be the next generation to punch evil in the face! PLUS ULTRA!"

"PLUS ULTRA!" Many of them shouted, riled up by the speech.

"Plus Ultra!" Uraraka joined in, trying to participate with the group.

Izuku felt less receptive, electing to ignore the girl and reexamine who else had made it to the next event-

"That's a beautiful baby you have there!" A girl with pink dreadlocks grabbed onto his arm, holding it against her large chest as she pulled Izuku closer to herself. "What kind of metal is it? It's not even painted!"

She then proceeded to lick Izuku's wrist.

"Wh-wh-what are you doing?!" Izuku's cries reached his friends, who all tensed up when they saw what was happening.

Someone held the omnitrix in their grasp, or more accurately was holding Izuku in their arms as their face was pressing against the gleaming green. Her yellow crosshair eyes revolved around her pupils, the girl humming in delight at what she observed.

"Amazing! I don't know what it is! Not even a hint of a scratch from use or manufacturing! Though it doesn't even look like it's displaying a time by default despite looking like a watch. Wow! It is completely flush against your skin! Hold on." She gave it a few tugs, Izuku paling at the thought of it blasting her away. Luckily, the device did not recognize her prying as an attempt to remove it.

"Woah!" The newcomer with various gadgets was hoisted by two horns lifting her by the straps on her shoulders. Pony, giving the largest pout she could, shoved her away from Izuku.

"No touchy!" Pony shouted.

"MY GOODNESS WHAT A RACE HUH ERASERHEAD? Who do you think was your favorite?" Present Mic screamed as the last person to qualify passed the finish line.

"There are no favorites, there's just students finding ways to overcome obstacles, a common occurrence for heroes. Some are better at it than others."

"I like that girl who blew apart robots with just her tone!"

"You just like her because she reminds you of yourself."

"You got me!"

"Who are you?" Kendo questioned with suspicion.

"I'm Mei Hatsume! Future owner of Baby Making Hatsume! Name pending. I'm the top student of the support course!"

"The top? Really?" Himiko stretched over, doubt flowing out of her like a leaky faucet.

Hatsume ignored them all, refocusing her eyes on the watch that captured her attention. "Please tell me you made that watch! I hope you didn't use a quirk because quirk manufactured items are too dependent on being made by one person! But how did you make that?! Did you make it?! If so we can make thousands, no, MILLIONS of babies together-WAH!"

Pony then proceeded to throw Hatsume to the other side of the stadium, her face flushed red over the girl's choice words.

A short figure approached the stunned Izuku, his expression unreadable as he gripped his fists against his sides. "GIVE ME THE WATCH! I DON'T CARE WHAT IT DOES TO ME IF IT GETS ME GIRLS WITH PROPORTIONS LIKE THAT!"

Mineta then felt a cold presence looming over him. He froze, fearful of what lingered behind him. But another part of him screamed to know what threatened him, to identify the the danger so that if there was any chance to live he could take it.

Spinning around, he found nothing. No one. but that didn't mean they weren't there.

"Boo."

"AAAHHHH!" He fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth as his body locked up and spasm.

Yanagi stood over him, smirking in delight at her disappearing trick. Instilling fear in the competition beforehand is a valid tactic, and now proven to be a useful one.

"Scary." Uraraka shivered, feeling secondhand fright from what she just witnessed.

"Is she getting…spookier?" Kaminari asked the group. "It's not just me right?"

"I was scared to say something." Mina confessed. "I mean, I didn't want to point out the whole ghost persona thing given..you know…"

"You think she's embracing it?" Himiko asked Izuku.

The boy meanwhile, felt unease building up in his gut. Someone already taking interest in the omnitrix openly, some alien within his passive scanning perimeter, Reiko and Jiro's responses to being changed, his family under the eyes of the number two herothequestionsthesplicingtheplanning-

Pony gripped his hand, grounding him back to reality. She gave him a smile, one that held full confidence in him.

"You got this." She whispered to him, Izuku nodding and grinning back.

"We got this."

*CRACK* "EVERYONE!" Midnight announced from her elevated position. "Now that you've had your short break and our top forty candidates have crossed the finish line, we will now begin the second event!"

"Already?!" Mina cried out.

"Bring it!" Eijiro cheered.

All of the students gathered towards the erotically dressed woman, but not for that reason. A large screen above them displayed a spinning wheel with various events on it. It turned round and round until the needle landed on the image of a horse.

"For our second event, we will have a cavalry battle!" Midnight announced with a crack of her whip.

Izuku mentally noted the rules as she explained them with little animations running along the jumbotron. They would be in teams of four with one of them being a rider on top. If their rider falls off or if they knock somebody else's rider off they're out. Other than that, quirks are allowed. As for how to win, each person had a headband and the rider would wear them on a visible part on their person. The points were counted based on how high they placed in the first event, Izuku immediately knowing that if he and his friends teamed up they would have enough points to be in second place immediately.

"And to get the competition a little more heated-"

Nearly all the boys shivered as she licked her lips in anticipation.

"-Our first place headband will be worth ONE MILLION POINTS!"

Wow, glad he wasn't in first place. One look around the place and it was clear that Shoto had a huge target on his back, nearly everyone eyeing him like hungry predators. But the boy hardly seemed to notice or care.

"Now then!" The woman stole Shoto's brief moment of attention. "You have ten minutes to pick your teams!"

"We already got our team!" Eijiro wrapped his arm around Izuku's shoulders.

"Yeah!" Mina jumped on Eijiro's back. "All we have to do is hunker down in a nice little diamond hut and we're good."

"That might not be best." Izuku's response confusing them. "Winning the festival is second priority. Our biggest goal is getting you noticed by heroes to get the best internships you can. If we do nothing but wait through the second event, heroes won't be able to get a more proper idea of who you are."

Himiko rose a brow at that, and continued to raise it until it was well above her head. "Won't heroes want to have interns that won the festival with the least amount of effort?"

"It helps." Izuku admitted. "But if they spend half their time with you just getting to know how your powers work then that's a wasted opportunity."

Pony tapped the boy's shoulder. "We have another problem, there's five of us."

"How is that a problem?" Mina asked.

"Ah shoot." Eijiro rubbed his crystal hair as he tried to delicately approach that topic. "That's right, there can only be four on a team."

"Excuse me." Shoto interrupted, stiff as a board and as hard to read as ever. "I was wondering if any of you wanted to be on my team."

"...Do you not have any teammates?" Izuku asked the boy, who didn't even seem hurt by the fact.

"I think it's because I have the million points." Shoto mused. "Everybody wants it, but no one wants to defend it."

Before anything else, Himiko walked up to Shoto with an equally unreadable expression. She stood only a few inches away from his face, the boy only able to handle three seconds of eye contact before breaking.

"I'm sorry….I shouldn't have asked. You probably hate me because-"

"Sure."

His eyes widened, daring to look back to a casually smirking Himiko. "You, want to be on my team?"

"Your dad's an ass." Himiko simply stated like it explained everything, which it kind of did. The silent attitude, the overconfidence, the lack of social skills, with just Endeavor being the sole parental figure in the icy boy's life limited his understanding of social interaction.

With a single pat on Shoto's arm, she waved off towards her previous group. "Looks like we solved the problem. Hope you guys manage to at least stay in second place."

"You better watch out!" Mina warned. "Otherwise we'll be taking first place!"

Shinso watched the group curiously, seeing that not only was that guy from the business class so close with them, but also one of his own classmates. He expected the hero course to just be focused on themselves, proud of their accomplishments and not realizing where the ones who were overlooked went. But, here they were, working with someone who was rumored to be quirkless.

They probably didn't realize that this was the closest he could get into the hero course, all because of the way he was born. If Shinso could, he would avoid someone who was on the same path as himself.

No, maybe Midoriya of the business course had been doing more than he ever did to be a hero student. Still, this was his chance and he wouldn't throw it away.

"Hey." The exhausted teen reached out to someone passing. Their silver hair turned, revealing that erie blue eye peering at him through a tear in her face. Recollecting his courage, he asked a simple question.

"What's your quirk?"

Her eye twitched, until she held up her hand with her headband levitated over it. "I have a form of telekinesis, I can turn invisible and intangible, oh, and I can fly."

That was so unfair to have so many powers from their quirk. But, none of it mattered against his own quirk.

"Those would be useful on my team. Follow me."

"I haven't decided if I'm going to join your team or not."

Ok, apparently add immune to brainwashing to whatever overpowered quirk she had. "Do you have a team?"

"No."

"Then why not join mine?"

"...Very well." The strange girl followed him, but he dare not keep her out of his sight. These hero students were full of surprises. But his options were running out, and the only other general studies student that made it to the second event already had a team. So, his only other option was hero students.

Eyeing a girl with chestnut brown hair being laughed at by a blond boy he recalled trying to pick a fight with class one A. Shinso approached, ready to recruit them whether they liked it or not.

"Excuse me, what are your quirks?"

Inko was happy her children made it to the next event, but grew nervous about the future dangers they could be in. Not Eri though, she had complete confidence in her siblings. That, alongside knowing that there was no way Izuku could seriously get hurt with the omnitrix and Himiko being immune to all sorts of damage. She just finished the popcorn in her lap, looking around and seeing if there was another candy man she could buy some sweets off of.

"Gumball?" A polite man wearing a labcoat offered her, sitting down in the seat next to her.

"Thanks!" Eri popped it in her mouth, chewing away happily.

"You shouldn't take candy from strangers." Inko whispered to her daughter.

"What about Halloween?" The girl asked back.

"I'm no stranger." The british man smiled towards the mother. "At least not to Eri here, well, maybe now but not back then. But for right now I guess I do come across as a stranger. But I'm not The Stranger. I do wish him and The Dreamer could have joined me to watch this fun little festival."

Inko had no idea how to have a conversation with this man, or even if she should. While he didn't seem threatening he was definitely an odd one.

"Hold on, you don't know my name yet do you?"

That was a question she could answer. "No, we don't."

"Forgive me." He glanced back towards the field. "When you travel and do as much as I do the little things tend to slip out of your mind."

"So." Eri moved the gum into her cheek. "What's your name?"

"I'm Professor Paradox."

The young girl's eyes widened, sparks of recognition flowing through her. "I've seen you in my dreams!"

That made the mother feel much more uncomfortable with the man next to them. "What do you mean?"

"I believe they're about to start." Paradox opened up his watch. "You'll want to make sure you take it all in, because today is going to be a day your family never stops talking about."

Izuku adjusted his grip on the red crystal handles created as a seat for Mina, being sure to serve as proper support while the girl herself twisted the headbands between her horns.

"Are you sure you want to place them there?" Pony questioned worriedly. "You said they were sensitive."

"Yeah." Mina nodded in confidence. "But it'll make it a lot harder for anyone who tries to take them!"

"Is that allowed?" Eijiro glanced back to Izuku, who in response looked over to see Midnight glance at their group and look towards the next.

"If she's not saying anything then I guess it's ok." The freckled teen assumed.

"EVERYONE!" The heroine yelled to get their attention. "Take your places!"

Eijiro grinned, growing red crystals over his arms in anticipation. "Let's go for number one!"

"Not at first." Izuku warned. "Everyone is going to be going for first place, so let's wait until-"

"LET'S START THE COUNTDOWN YEAAAHHH!" Present Mic shouted over the speakers.

"Go."

"W-Wait! That's not a countdown!"

"No, it's the start of the cavalry battle. Everyone get to it."

With the unusual start to the second event, several groups rushed the million point group. But, many were promptly halted by a wall of ice surrounding the first place group. Izuku and his friends watched several of class A attempt to break in, but where was the other class?

"Guys!" Mina twisted her body, pointing at an approaching group. "On our right, on our right!"

"Woah!" Eijiro then had to reacted, stomping his foot on the ground and creating a short wall to prevent massive rocks from hitting them. "Where did those come from?!"

"Left Left!" Mina warned, already throwing out some acid to get the other team away from them.

"Bondo!" A short boy with light blue hair called to his teammate under him. The one with a head shaped like the top of a glue bottle with holes in his face shot out a paste from the many holes in it. They landed near Izuku's feet, sticking to one of his shoes.

"Let's move!" Mina demanded, patting Izuku and Pony's heads.

"I don't think so!" A head of green hair smirked with sharp teeth, floating next to them. Two hands flew up next to it, and snapped towards the headbands on Mina's horns.

"AH!" Pony screamed at the sight, her horns popping off her head and zooming forward to ram into the limbs.

"Ouch!" The attacking girl recoiled. "Oh, so you've got range do you?"

"Yep!" Eijiro threw his hand out, blunt crystals pelting the girl until she retreated back to her body on another team.

"Agh! Tetsutetsu! You're supposed to be our front line!"

"Gotcha!" A boy under her turned to steel, the group rushing up to intercept Mina's team.

"Move it move it!" Mina's panicked while shooting out acid to try and block the pincer attack.

Eijiro lurched forward, Pony keeping pace and Izuku taking a step forward to catch up. Only his foot was still stuck. He felt himself trip, using his good leg to keep himself from falling completely as his arms tried to keep Mina.

"Hold up!" Pony yelled. "Izuku's stuck!" Eijiro stopped, looking back and seeing Izuku pushing himself up.

"Just, give me a second!" Trying to pry his foot out of his shoe, Izuku felt close to getting out of it and not holding back his friends.

"You think you're hard stuff?" The metal boy in the front of the team ran up with his fist raised. Eijiro brought his hand up, intercepting the arm with a resounding cling.

"I'm way harder!" Eijiro boasted, throwing his fist into the metal boy's stomach and making him spit out his breakfast. "Oh dang, sorry I thought you would have been tougher than that."

"HUH?!" Tetsutetsu, ignoring the instant pummeling he just got. "YOU THINK I'M NOT STIFFENED UP?"

"Don't say that while I'm riding you!" The girl above whined, trying to claim Mina's headbands but Pony's horns kept her occupied.

"Oh my gosh yours too?" Mina asked, seeing the other team circling round and spraying acid to stop them.

"If you think you can pound harder than me-" Eijiro grew thicker crystals over his arms, making large hammers. "-THAN LETS SEE YOU CAN LAST LONGER!"

A single red arm was brought up, Tetsutetsu bringing up his arms to block the blow. *CLANG* Only to be struck down a foot into the earth like a nail.

"Hammer me with your big arm all you want!" The steel boy cried from below. "Even with you pinning me down into the ground with-"

"Enough!" The furiously blushing Mina screamed out. "Izuku, how's your foot?"

"Close!" Izuku had managed to get his foot free from his glued shoe, but some of it was stuck on his ankle.

Just then, the ground beneath their feet became softer than sand. They sunk into the earth, crying out as they were waist deep in the soil itself.

"HA!" Tetsutetsu laughed in Eijiro's face. "Not standing so tall now are you?"

"I'm still bigger than you." The boy boasted.

Mina nearly fell off, gripping onto the red crystal handles made beforehand. "Pony! Can you get us out?!"

Four horns floated around them, pushing under the red seat Mina sat on and started to lift them out slowly.

The boy from earlier riding atop of the one that restrained Izuku earlier pointed at them. "Honenuki, undo it!"

"Alright." A lipless teen spoke. He made no action, but just as Mina's group was just about to free themselves the ground turned solid. They would have been free, if not for the shoe trapped under the earth with a strand of glue keeping Izuku's foot bound.

They attempted to take a step forward, Izuku's body unable to keep up as he stumbled with his trapped leg stretching and twisting behind him.

Eijiro felt that neither of the ones behind him were moving, taking a quick look back and seeing what was happening. "Aw man, your leg is still stuck?"

"I know." Izuku said while gritting his teeth, trying to pry himself free.

With a sigh, Eijiro made another quick wall between them and the other team. "We'll have to make do."

"We can't stay here though." Izuku reasoned. "Otherwise the others will soon see-"

"Wah!" Mina dodged under a few vines that reached out towards them, splashing them with acid.

That was it, they were sitting ducks and it was all his fault. He didn't know how much time had passed, but by how long they had been stuck because of him they could have probably gotten first place.

He refused to be so…useless.

Bracing his good leg, Izuku jerked his stuck leg with all of his might, ignoring the cracking noise it made.

"I'm good!" Izuku shouted. "Let's just move!"

His team responded, Izuku wincing after he stepped on his twisted ankle, hobbling for a few seconds.

"Hold on! I think Izuku's hurt." Pony alerted the others.

"Seriously?"

"No!" Izuku shouted back, flexing his leg and bracing it with all of the muscles in it. "I'm good, let's go!"

Slowly but surely, they started moving again. Each time he took a step on his bad foot he had to make sure to tighten the muscles around it, putting as little weight on it as needed.

All around, he could see teams pushing with their last strength to get more headbands.

"Uh oh! Five seconds left!"

Jiro on top of her own team battling Himiko's. Jiro's screams perfectly countered Shoto's ice and shattered it, but Himiko could muffle it by covering her team with muck.

"Four!"

Up above, a group of three were floating above it all. How were they-oh, Uraraka was with them.

"Three!"

He saw Yanagi materialize on top of them, her hand accepting a headband that came right towards her. She tied it around herself, and became invisible once again.

"TWO!"

Bakugo and Kendo were at odds again, the girl making pink shields that Bakugo battered explosions against.

"ONE!"

Kaminari's electricity was being grounded by a metal pole Yaoyorozu stuck in the ground.

"STOP!"

Izuku released his hold on Mina's platform, easing up on the weight on his leg. He swiftly sat down, taking a steady breath after the sudden sprint. Eijiro had no problem lifting Mina on her own, the boy setting her down with Pony helping.

"You ok Izuku?" Mina asked as soon as she was set down. "Are you-"

"I'm fine." He quickly refuted.

"We're just worried." Eijiro squatted down next to his bro. "I mean, you were stuck for a who-"

"It's ok." Izuku interrupted. "I won't hold you guys back."

"It wasn't your fault though." Pony added. "You just got caught up in-"

"I know!" Izuku more audibly cut her off, more agitated than earlier. "I know, sorry just..it's ok. I managed to get myself out of it. I can take care of myself."

"...We weren't saying you couldn't." Mina knelt down next to him, putting a hand on his knee. "Izuku, I know life can seem unfair and-"

"Excuse me." Honenuki came up, holding a red shoe in his hand. "Is this yours?"

Accepting his shoe back, Izuku just nodded. "Yeah, thanks."

"Good match. You guys did good." With that, the lipless team went on his own way.

Putting his shoe back on, Izuku winced as he felt his ankle protest.

"Hey." Pony held a hand out fo help Izuku up, one which he pretended not to notice and stood up on his own two legs. "Do you need to stop by Recovery Girl's office?"

Testing his ankle, it still hurt somewhat, but as long as he braced with each step he would be fine. He didn't need everyone fussing over him, or worrying if he could catch up. He could, he would, otherwise he was useless.

"I'm fine."

PART 2 COMPLETE! Izuku can't focus on too much at a time, but he'll do what he can, and he is pressuring himself to do it alone now to prove he won't hold anyone back. Just what will this do for the near future? I'm tired so I'm just going to start answering questions.

What kinds of fusions do you want to see?

List of Hybrids (In order of splicing):

Eijiro Kirishima & Petrosapien/Diamondhead

Himiko Midoriya & Lenopan/Sludgepuppy

Kyoka Jiro & Sonorosian/Echo Echo

Reiko Yanagi & Ectonurite/Ghostfreak

Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead & Thep Khufan/Snare-oh

Denki Kaminari & Nosedeenian/Buzzshock

Any grammar errors please point it out.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 26

Within a private room with the window facing the arena, those who knew of the threat of All for One speculated over the events that had transpired, what is being put into place, and what outcomes could happen.

"Are you sure you won't use your quirk?" Naomasa questioned Sir one more time. "If what we know of the omnitrix protecting him is true, then maybe we should arrange for fights that aren't going to be incredibly one sided."

"He's quirkless." Gran Torino huffed. "Any fight he's in would be one sided."

The Principal tapped their paw against the side of the keyboard. "Not necessarily, but it can be a struggle. Besides, we cannot show bias towards any of the students."

"Maybe he'll drop out now." Toshinori threw out to the group. "He's gotten incredibly far already. Many would feel proud just getting past the either one."

The detective sighed, leaning his arm against the glass as he looked out to see where Inko and Eri were sitting. "He won't give up until he's forced to."

"All the staff are informed of the situation that Midoriya is in." Sir Nighteye pointed out. "As well as many of the students themselves. They all know the risks and are not willing to approach that line. If any of Midoriya's competitors end up pushing it, there are four heroes on stand-by to intervene."

"You're saying that like you already know the outcome." Torino jabbed Sir's leg with his cane. "Did you use your quirk or not?"

The man leaned forward, his glasses reflecting the light off the ceiling. "If I use my quirk, I see the unavoidable outcome. If any of us could change it, then I would be more willing to use my quirk freely."

"You've been doing great so far!" Inko's voice came over the omnitrix. "It's amazing how you've been working with your friends to get so far."

Sitting on the bench of the small private locker room, Izuku was waiting for the third tournament to start. His fight was first, so immediately after lunch he had to come here before they called him out. His next opponent he didn't know much about, and he didn't know what quirk they might have. Honestly, it didn't look good for Izuku. Without being able to access the omnitrix, or have help from his friends (and Himiko), Izuku didn't stand a chance against hardly anyone in a fight.

"Thanks." Izuku pulled his sock away from his ankle, wincing at the swollen state of it. "But I need to stop being less dependent on them."

"Do you ever think maybe they're dependent on you?"

"What? No. Never. I'm sure they could handle everything on their own, I just want to help them."

"Then I'm sure they feel the same way about you."

"How's Eri enjoying the festival?"

"Here, let me give the phone to her. Eri, it's Izuku. *Shuffleshuffle* YYYEEEEAAAAAAHHHH IZUKU! THOSE ROBOTS WERE HUUUGE! THEN THERE WAS THAT PIT AND THE MINEFIELD BUT YOU GUYS JUST RAN RIGHT THROUGH IT! AFTER THAT-"

Izuku smiled listening to his little sister rambling off, it was just what he needed right now.

*knock knock*

Was it already time? Crap, he doesn't have a plan. "Sorry, got to go now."

Tapping the faceplate, he ended the call. Turns out, simply rerouting the sim card data to the omnitrix through a quick scan allowed him to do many things that his phone could. Though maybe he should think about just using his phone in case he ran into any problems.

Lifting himself up to his feet, Izuku nearly tripped as the pain throbbed through his ankle. Clenching the muscles in his leg, he stiffened his walk to answer the door.

He thought he was supposed to go out the other one, but if they were coming to get him that was fine.

Uraraka being on the other side though, was not fine.

"What." He demanded in an apathetic tone.

She kept her gaze towards the ground, her mouth being torn down by his attitude. "I..just wanted to warn you about your opponent."

Taking his silence as permission to speak further, she began to explain. "You see, in the second event I remember him coming up to speak to me, but the next thing I know is it's over. I asked my others I was on a team with about it and-"

He held his hand up, pinching the bridge of his nose. Aggravation leaked through his whispers. "Uraraka. Please stop. You might be trying to help but…I just can't talk to you without thinking about some stuff."

"...it's because of what she did to you right? Hikari-"

Izuku didn't mean to slam the door, he just meant to close it. He let his forehead fall onto the door, clanging against it as he hoped he didn't come across as hateful to her.

Because he didn't hate her, the problem was just that Uraraka reminded him of..her..someone who he had every right to hate but only felt pissed towards himself for ever believing her, believing someone did care for him that way.

Nobody wants to date a quirkless.

The intercom buzzed, Izuku lifting his head up numbly towards the one other door in the room. Slapping his cheeks, he tried not to focus on his tangled up emotions. Right now, all he had to do was go to a fight.

He might not even win, it was very likely he would lose. Least he could do was show up to it. If it was someone immensely strong like Todoroki, Eijiro, or even…..that was enough thinking about the past.

Powering through the struggle of walking, Izuku cautiously went up the cement staircase onto the large flat arena. Wow, this was way bigger in person.

Present Mic screamed as they came out. "AAAANNND HERE WE HAVE OUR FIRST FIGHTERS! THE GREEN HAIRED AWKWARD LOOKING DORK IS-OW! Dude that hurt."

"That's Izuku Midoriya, and his opponent is Hitoshi Shinso."

"Shota you're really killing the vibe right now."

Oh, now that he saw his opponent Izuku recognized him from before. It was that guy who talked to him.

"Hey." Shinso waved over to Izuku. "Just wanna say, I really admire the effort you've put in so far. I mean, I thought I had it rough until I found out you were quirkless."

Stunted by the sudden compliment, Izuku just bashfully scratched the back of his head. "Thanks but, how did you know I was quirkless?"

"It's pretty well known through the school. I mean, all of us are trying to get into the hero course, but to think that the one who doesn't even have a quirk is already a part of it."

"Umm."

"I thought you were going to take the same approach as me, but you didn't even apply to heroics. Probably a rule you have to have a quirk for that right?"

"Actually.."

"Though you're pretty smart, going all out in the business course to get started on assignments to work with the hero class directly. You got to scope out the competition, make plenty of connections to the class, and even get on Eraserhead's good side."

Ok, ignoring the stalker tendencies this guy had, Izuku was kind of getting tired of his ramblings…..was this how others felt when he rambled?

"Ahem." Midnight got their attention, impatiently tapping her foot. "You two ready to start yet?"

"Yeah." Shinso nodded, raising his fists. "Don't worry, I won't use my quirk on you. We're both shooting for the same thing so we can at least give each other a fair shot."

Midnight rolled her eyes, enveloping her character and smiling to the audience. "Ready!"

"Um, wow, thank you?" Izuku tugged on his collar, feeling flattered but offended at the same time.

"Set!"

"But I'm actually not trying to get into the hero course."

"FIGHT!"

Midnight's whip cracked, but Shinso ended up nearly tripping over his two feet as he looked up at the other boy stunned.

"Then…why are you here? Why are you fighting so hard?" Shinso asked in disbelief.

Izuku saw how Midnight was giving them the stink eye, and so he simplified his explanation. "It was pretty much because I promised my sister to do this in exchange to have the chance to eat at Endeavor's home."

The other boy couldn't believe it. Someone who had gotten closer to the hero course than anyone, without a quirk, is getting this far in the sports festival because they were a fanboy. "Fine, if you don't care about winning then I'll just do this."

"Do what?"

Izuku's body froze up, his mind muddy and unfocused. Shinso walked right up to Izuku, scowling at his face.

"I thought we were the same, but I guess I was wrong. You work so hard just to settle for the scraps. I bet if someone handed you all the quirks in the world you wouldn't be a hero."

"Hey." Midnight called out to them. "If you're just going to talk do it after ok?"

"Hmph." Shinso folded his arms, giving Izuku a short poke in the chest. "Turn around and walk out of the arena."

Izuku's body obeyed, lifting up his foot, turning his body, and stepping down, only for the pain of his sprain to snap Izuku back to consciousness. He fell down to the ground, tripping after not having braced his foot for the impact. Hissing in place, he just now realized where he was, and what just happened.

"Hey! What gives!" Shinso yelled over him, Izuku glancing up and seeing the other boy begin to sweat after not doing anything.

No, he used his quirk. What happened? How did it happen? What triggers it? Why didn't he see this?

Guilt flooded Izuku's body as he recalled the answers to pretty much all of those questions. Uraraka had warned him, she had been trying so hard to be nice to him despite him literally slamming the door at her face. She was a good person, she wasn't like Tomo.

"Answer me!" Shinso yelled again at him, Izuku ignoring the boy and standing back up, slightly hobbling from spraining his sprained ankle.

Both were aware of what the mind controller could do, so they settled for their fists like before. Shinso came first, a hard right towards Izuku's face.

He stepped to the side, and towards the boy, pushing him to the ground and landing on top of him.

There was a big difference between the two. While neither had quirks or bodies that could destroy robots, Izuku had been training his body from a very young age, motivated by one of the manliest friends a guy could have.

Pinning Shinso down, Izuku managed to get Shinso onto his stomach while keeping his wrists in his grip. The legs flailed wildly, kicking Izuku in the shin and making the boy loosen his hold. Shinso sent an elbow back to hit the boy's face, blood spurting from Izuku's nose. Yet Izuku took advantage, grabbing Shinso's arm and twisting it hard until all the boy underneath him could do was struggle.

Midnight saw the position they were in, and while she was very excited about a timid looking young man use his dominant muscles to pin another boy down, she still had a job to do unfortunately. After giving Shinso another half a minute, the boy calmed down, ceasing his struggles.

"Midoriya has incapacitated Shinso! Midoriya wins!"

As the crowd gave some cheering, despite the battle looking like a schoolyard scruff, Izuku got off his opponent and just sat on the ground.

"Why did you lie?"

Confused, Izuku looked up to see Shinso standing there with his back turned.

"I didn't-"

"Bullshit. You telling me you fought that hard for nothing? You don't plan on getting anything out of this?"

Not knowing how to respond, Izuku just focused on his ankle. A lift from his sock showed the swelling was three times larger than earlier and a deep purple traveling up his veins.

"Holy shit you didn't go to recovery girl?"

"Ehehe. No?" Izuku tried to play it off, but when he tried standing up the searing reaction his leg made caused him to tumble down, caught by Shinso.

"Dude, what the shit? Do you just have a kink or something for stuff like this?"

"WHAT?! No! I'm not a sadist! Or a masochist, or whatever the one you're saying I am!"

"Masochist."

"I'm not a masochist!"

Midnight was soooo loving this right now. "So you're a sadist then? I can see it now, after you really pushed him into the ground and-"

"I'M NEITHER!"

Shinso nearly dropped Izuku from laughing, helping prop up the boy as they walked off the oversized arena.

"Um, where are we going?" Izuku questioned.

"Recovery Girl, unless you really are a masochist then-"

"Let's just go."

*WACK*

"Ow!" Izuku rubbed the sore spot of his arm, sitting on one of the many beds in the nursing area. Recovery Girl, despite her old stature was still an intimidating woman as she squinted her eyes at the boy.

"You boys are always trying to walk off your injuries, but it's the peak of stupidity to purposely leave something broken when it could have been easily fixed. Especially when it concerns your own bodies!"

"Sorry." He sheepishly replied.

"Just don't do it again. If you decided to go home and try to have it heal on its own we would have had to do corrective surgery to fix it."

*SLAM* A pile of bodies pushed open the door, flopping onto the ground as they struggled to stand up.

"SURGERY?!" Pony shouted in absolute terror, running over to Izuku and checking on his well being.

"Bro what did you do to yourself?!" Eijiro was next to push himself up, but kept a reasonable distance of five inches.

"Was it that guy's quirk?" Mina was the last to rush Izuku, and grabbed him by the arms and shook him like a dog in panic.

The only one not fearing for Izuku's well being, was Himiko, who was a squished pile of mud on the ground with footprints all over her. Pulling herself together the girl looked over Izuku, seeing he was actually ok. "Well, I fulfilled my family obligation. See ya."

"Oh no you don't!" Mina grabbed the girl and plopped her next to her brother.

"Everyone, I'm fine." Izuku attempted to calm his friends. "I just had a sprain."

Stricken with revelation, Pony got up to Izuku's face and gazed sadly towards him. "It was back in the second event, right? You got hurt but you didn't say anything."

"How manly." Eijiro whispered to himself, Mina flicking his eye in response. It didn't hurt him, but it still wasn't pleasant. "Ah, sorry. Not manly..I think."

"I just.." Izuku sighed, looking at all of his amazing friends. "You're all so amazing, and can do so much. I felt like I was holding you guys back and, wanted to prove I could handle myself. But I guess I was wrong."

"That's wrong!" The American immediately reacted. "We need your help all the time! The exams, improving our quirks, costumes, planning for the sports festival."

"Literally saving my life." Eijiro pointed out.

"Twice." Mina added onto his statement. "Not to mention a bunch of others at USJ. Hell the whole class could have died if you didn't take out the monster and the leader."

"You saved me from the streets." Himiko begrudgingly added.

"And you helped me be really good at Japanese!" Pony finished. "Sometimes I feel like, we bother you too much, that I take up too much of your time."

"Not at all!" Izuku quickly refuted. "I just want to do everything I can for you, because otherwise I don't feel like I'm doing enough."

"Bro, that's literally how we feel." Eijiro spoke on behalf of the others. "And I bet if Jiro, Kendo, Kaminari, or Yanagi were here they would feel the same."

"It's true." The ghostly girl spoke.

"AHHHHHH!"

Yanagi's sudden appearance spooked many of them, Recovery Girl popping back in from her office and waving her cane in the air.

"If none of you are hurt then get out! I need to spend my time being ready for patients not hosting some wholesome sitcom moment!"

Complying with her wishes before any of them could be given more bruises, the group retreated back towards the stands. Izuku was about to head back towards his own class's empty spectator booth until he was tugged by one particular blonde.

"Come on!" Pony smiled towards him. "You can sit with us!"

"A-are you sure?" Izuku looked between his friends. "I mean, I'm not apart of your class and-"

"Dude, don't worry about it." Eijiro clapped a hand on the boy's shoulder. "I'm sure it's fine."

"Even me?" Himiko probed the others.

"Hell yeah girl!" Mina glomped the walking mud. "The more the merrier!"

"Don't worry." Reiko hovered by Izuku's side. "No one will bother you."

"Ida might." Himiko pointed out.

"Then I'll remove him."

As gently as he could, Izuku attempted to ease her threatening demeanor. "We don't have to go that far."

"ANND STEPPING INTO THE RING WE HAVE OUR SPARKY FILLED FRIEND, DENKI KAMINARI!"

"Crap!" Mina began to sprint ahead of the group. "We're gonna miss the fight!"

Soon they all were running through the halls, Izuku keeping up with his friends, right alongside them. It was a nice feeling.

Kaminari stepped into the ring, feeling pretty confident in himself as he bobbed back and forth on his heels. It was hard to hold back, but Midoriya did say don't play all of your cards right away otherwise opponents could figure him out. Reveal a new ability each round. Well, so far he's done some basic zapping, taken control of a robot, zipped through cables, zoomed over mines….ok he was doing a bad job. But he still had some other cool stuff he could do! If he could figure out how though.

Across from him was another blond, slightly taller which was something Kaminari still wasn't used to. This guy had plant vines for hair, something Kaminari wasn't sure he saw him with earlier. Dang, he should have been paying more attention.

"Fight!"

Kaminari let out a blast of electricity towards his opponent, who responded with shoving the vines on his head into the ground and back up. With his electricity grounded, Kaminari quickly zipped around, and in hardly a second he was right next to the guy.

"Your quirk has so much to offer." A blade sprung from Monoma's arm. "How come mine can't interact with yours?"

Ducking under the blade, Kaminari zipped towards another opening and threw a static punch. Monoma blocked it with the vines and smacked Kaminari away. A second impact was followed right after, Kaminari almost sent flying out of the ring if not for the fact that he had a form of flight.

"Wait, what even is your quirk?" Kaminari questioned, seeing the boy do a bunch of different stuff, but somehow the guy's quirk did something else?

"Behold!" Monoma spread his arms as many blades were created on his body, vines zipping to attack Kaminari. "The might of class B! With my quirk, I can duplicate my classmate's quirks and bring us victory!"

Ignoring the odd attitude, Kaminari rushed back in to deliver a heavy punch filled with energy.

"Still, your class has so many whose quirks I can't copy. Apparently after asking around, some of you have different appearances, new powers, even Eraserhead is hardly like his former self. So what makes your class so special?!" Monoma swiped his blade right towards Kaminari, who was dumped by all of the information being dumped on him.

Though while both were more focused on the conversation than battle, Monoma's blade sliced right through Kaminari's arm.

The limb fell to the ground, both boys staring at the sight in shock. The audience reacted more vocally, some screams and a few dry heaving over what they saw. Even more so when the arm started to spasm.

"Grossgrossgross!" Kaminari leapt away, keeping his hands in front of him and at the phenomena. Wait, two hand? Looking down, he had two arms, but didn't he just get one cut off?

Monoma stared, jaw hanging as his opponent just grew a new arm almost instantly. What became even more disturbing, was how the arm on the ground grew an entire body out of it.

The new Kaminari sat up, looking at Monoma with restrained anger. "Dude! You cut off my arm!"

"Um, me?" Both the Kaminari's stared at one another, taking in the weirdness of it all until it clicked.

"Ohhh, that's how we do the thing."

"What thing?!" Monoma demanded. "You mean you knew you could do this?!"

"Sort of." The new Kaminari got up, brushing off himself and was now covering his junk. Only he saw that whatever substance made up the black parts of his skin was folded over his back and front, like some kind of natural clothing. "Midoriya told us we could do this, but we didn't know how."

"I guess we know now." Original Kaminari in his sports festival clothing stated, pointing towards Monoma's blades.

Monoma, staring at a boy who was just bullshitting powers left and right through the tournament, now had arguably more abilities than he could hold quirks. Monoma sent out vines to ensare the two, but they were quick as they zipped around with trails of electricity. One got up behind him, and reflexively he activate the two other quirks. A blade, and a second impact.

Swiping through the torso of the new Kaminari, another cut being made above the other, he was stupified to see one become three in a mere moment.

Now there were four Kaminaris, all zipping around him while zapping him from all sides.

"We could make a band!" One said while smacking Monoma.

"What would we even be called?"

*Zap*

"Edison's Devil?"

*Zap Zap*

"Ooh, I like that!"

*ZAAAP*

"Eh, sounds kind of edgy."

*ZAP*

"Heh, edgy."

The last Kaminari ducked under Monoma's blade, all of them moving in towards the fried Monoma who couldn't focus on a singular one. He was quickly overwhelmed, the Kaminaris shocking him to the point of unconsciousness.

The four stood around the defeated Monoma's smoking body, laying on the ground.

"You don't think we went too far did you?"

"Nah, the guy literally tried gutting us."

*Crack* "Denki Kaminari is the winner!" Midnight finally announced, an uproar coming from the audience that was just earlier repulsed by the fight.

"Yeah!" The four started high fiving one another, slapping each other, and even smacking the bottom of one poor unsuspecting Kaminari.

"Guys." The original Kaminari looked between the others. "How do we get back into one body?"

"...oh."

"Not sure."

"Let's go ask Midoriya."

"Good idea Denki!"

"Why thank you Denki."

Izuku was the first one welcoming Denki back to the stands, his notebook out and rambling a thousand words per minute over how he unlocked his duplicating ability. Though luckily he had more than one mouth to spare to talk to others.

One of them sat next to Kyoka, no surprise to either. "Hey!" He greeted happily to her.

"That was stupid." She quickly remarked.

"Ouch." Denki put a hand to his chest in mock pain. "Probably, but I'm not hurt."

"...it didn't hurt?"

"Nah, not really. It felt kind of tingly. But hey! Now we both can make copies of ourselves!"

Kyoka looked down instead, keeping her eyes on the floor as she did her best to not dwell on the last time she did that. "I'm not sure I want to."

"I mean, you could probably win without it." Playing it cool, Denki just went along with it. "But if you ever need a few helping hands-"

"That was a stupid pun."

"Is stupid just an adjective you've permanently associated with me?"

She gave a short chuckle, stealing a glance back towards the boy and seeing that it was the original in his blue shirt and shorts who came to talk with her. "Maybe."

"NEEEXT ROUND we have one kid who takes playing it cool to a whole different level! SHOTO TODOROKI! Facing him is someone from the gen ed department who is flexible enough to take on any opponent! HIMIKO MIDORIYA!"i

"YYEEAAAAH!" Eri's voice carried over to Himiko's ears, who smiled seeing her little sister so excited.

"KICK HIS BUTT!"

Aw, what an adorable ball of threats.

"SHOTO!" Endeavor's voice called out from the audience. The boy refused to turn towards his father, but that didn't mean he couldn't hear him. "If you want to have this situation absolved you will win this fight!"

"Tch." Shoto ignored him, focusing instead over towards Himiko. He didn't want to fight her, and he knew either part of his quirk could seriously hurt her. She must have known this too, and decided to get up close and personal to him.

"Heya." Himiko gave a short wave to him. "Having daddy issues?"

Midnight, serving as referee was really tired of the talking when both knew they should be fighting. "Let's get this started already. BEGIN!"

Shoto moved in, hand to hand was his only option to not hurt her. But she stood there, and his fist couldn't bring itself to pummel her face.

"Aww." Himiko patted his hair. "You like me a lot dontcha?"

His blush answered her question, Himiko giggling over his reaction.

"You know that punching won't hurt me right?"

"..I know. But I can't use my quirk-"

"Otherwise it could kill me. Yep." Himiko nodded along. "If we fought seriously, you would clearly be the winner. So let's fight silliously."

He never heard that word, but Himiko shapeshifted before his eyes to be a copy of Endeavor once again. "Shoto." She mimicked his voice loud enough for others to hear. "I need you to beat up children on live television! In order to become a great hero like me, you need to be willing to do what is hard. And by hard I mean stomping on brats you make a mockery of me. I can't legally do it in front of all these people, or else I'll lose the already shaky faith they have in me to be a decent guy."

"SHOTO!" Endeavor's flames roared on his person. "Fight her already!"

"That's right Shoto!" Himiko's version of Endeavor yelled out. "Beat up kids who make fun of me!"

"You can easily win this!" Endeavor tried yelling over Himiko.

"This is what I've trained you for!" Himiko yelled once again. "Use your quirk like me to roast those who roast me on anonymous internet posts!"

The number two hero turned his attention towards Himiko. "Silence! I won't have you try and sully my image any longer!"

"It's very important everybody loves me!" Himiko yelled back with Endeavor's own face. "That's why it's absolutely vital I act like a piece of shit towards everyone! If someone isn't kissing my ass you've got to kick theirs!"

As the shouting match progressed between the number two hero and someone taking on his appearance, Shoto felt his gut twist. He liked what she was doing, making a mockery of his father in front of everyone. But now Endeavor was pushing him even more to use his quirk, to use those bastard's flames.

"SHOTO!"

"SHOTO!"

He felt the scar on his face burning all over again, wishing every part of that man was cut out of him. The pressure, the heat, he wanted to only have his mother's ice and nothing else. To be the number one with her supporting him, not him, anything but him.

Out of the corner of Himiko's eye, she saw the boy clenching his fists tightly and staring off into nothing. Frost was building up on his skin as his breath quickened. Giving one last middle finger towards his dad, Himiko switched back to herself and walked out in front of him.

"Hey." She whispered to him. For the first time Shoto heard her voice being gentle, caring, like his mother.

He saw Himiko, who was waiting patiently and lovingly, further reminding Shoto of someone his father made disappear from his life.

"I'm done now. But good luck winning, and with him." Himiko nudged her head towards Endeavor's location. "If you ever want to get away from him, or maybe play some games, just let me know ok?"

Numbly nodding, Himiko gave one last smirk before walking out of the arena.

"Himiko Midoriya has forfeited, Shoto Todoroki wins!"

Himiko plopped down between Mina and Izuku, her form becoming more loose the more she relaxed.

"Ummm." Izuku poked the pile of sludge next to him. "Are you doing alright?"

"I just openly continued to make fun of the guy who's suing me." Himiko groaned. "The same guy who has tons of money, and influence as the literal number two hero. If he wanted to he could dig up my past and have me-"

"No." Shoto said as he entered the stands. "I won't let him."

"As sweet as that offer is-" Himiko twisted her head a perfect one eighty. "-I don't think daddy dearest is the type to listen to their kid. Am I right?"

His silence was the only answer he gave, Shoto finding a spot in the corner to sit down to wait for when he was next needed. What he wasn't expecting was for Himiko to get up and sit right beside him, lazily sprawling out over his lap as she yawned.

"I'm gonna take a nap."

"That's adorable." Mina cooed over the sight.

"Still." Eijiro propped his arm up on his chair. "It feels off seeing how not too long ago she hated everything about him."

"It's more common than you think." Izuku added, scribbling one last thing down until-

*plop*

Pony's head went right on his lap, the boy holding up his notebook in the air awkwardly as she stiffly remained in place. "Ummm, Pony?"

"I take a nap!" Her quick broken japanese sputtered out, her ears turning bright red as she refused to move.

"Ok…I don't mind but isn't your fight right after this one?"

"...damnit."

"Guys and gals! We have a fight staring my own little fan-"

"Don't try to adopt her."

"Kyoka Jiro, versus the mistress of creation itself, Momo Yaoyorozu!"

Jiro hated being in the spotlight like this, wishing she had a hoodie or something to cover herself up with. But she was getting used to it, reminding her of when her parents would go on stage and sometimes she would get to come on with them.

Yaoyorozu gave a short bow towards Jiro. "Good luck."

Nodding in agreement, Jiro took a ready stance. "You too."

"FIGHT!"

The first thing Momo did was create a pair of earplugs directly into her ears, and that's all she was able to do before Jiro screamed in her direction.

The sound reverberated through her body, the girl still clutching the sides of her head as the overwhelming voice shook her very core. Luckily, her preparation saved her from failing here. With as much concentration as she could, she made a sturdier pair of earmuffs and placed them over her head.

Jiro slowly approached, keeping her voice locked onto Momo. The girl created a basic staff, stepping towards the smaller girl with her ears safely protected from Jiro's attacks.

Taking a step back, Jiro took in as much air as she could and screamed as hard as possible. The noise shook the metal in Momo's hands, slightly staggering her back. But she pushed through, making her way towards Jiro.

The noisemaker knew that in terms of hand to hand in her body, she was useless compared to Momo. The girl was simply larger, could create an assortment of weapons, and had practiced with several different types.

As of now, Jiro saw no way to actually win against her opponent.

"YOU GOT THIS!"

"COME ON KYOKA!"

"GIVE US SOME SICK BEATS!"

"Dude she isn't gonna beat box her opponent."

"That would be cool though."

The Denkis were all cheering for her, each in their own dumb way. Great, now she would feel even worse over losing. She wasn't like him, able to get over traumatizing events and accept his new powers so quickly.

But she knew that he struggled, he has shared many times how sorry he was for not being enough. He struggles with parts of his powers that are harder to use, and just today only figured out how to duplicate.

She knew though, the only person holding her back was herself. For that, she wanted to slap the person at fault.

A brief flash of purple light came over Jiro, two copies standing there as Momo paused her approach. Both of the Jiros took a moment, slapped one another, and refocused on Momo.

The two let out a scream, twice as powerful from before and pushing Momo onto the ground. She clutched the earmuffs that were hardly serving her purpose, trying to think of something that could block out so much noise.

The two Jiros duplicated again, making four.

"Wall, of SOUND!" All four screamed, the noise so dense it actually threw Momo out of the arena and tumbling into the grass with chunks of the floor joining her.

It was strange, being four different people at once but it wasn't overwhelming. It was just another way of being alive. The Jiros recombined into one swiftly, waiting for the announcement that the fight was over.

Midnight though, was still rubbing her ears in anguish.

"Sorry." The girl apologized, not that anyone heard her.

Present Mic swooped in though with his commentary to do her job. "Well while Midnight takes a short break LET'S HEAR IT FOR OUR WINNER! KYOKA JIRO!"

Hmmmph! Pony wished she could have stayed up in the stands. It wasn't fair, she only now finally had the courage to get this close to Izuku and find out he was ok with it. BUT now she had to friggin fight one of the most powerful ones in the class!

"Let's have a good fight." Kendo called out from across the arena.

"Ope, hup!" Cueball got on top of the podium next to the arena, grabbing the microphone awaiting for her. "Ok folks, as Midnight gets her ears checked I'm gonna sub for her. Cool? Cool. Now let's see some violence! FIGHT!"

Startled by the sudden appearance of Izuku's homeroom teacher, and the announcement to begin, Pony didn't get as good as a start as she could have.

Kendo came charging forward, fast, pink lightning coming off of her as she created little footholds to push off of. Pony grabbed her horns, pulling them off her head and letting them carry her up and away from this little pink war machine.

A pink stream shot out from Kendo, Pony shooting out two more horns to intercept the shot. They cracked against one another, Kendo taking another stance and trying again.

"EEP!" Pony rushed through the air as Kendo made not two, four, but EIGHT tendrils of pink to try and capture Pony. When could she make so many?!

She got back to the ground, making four horns to try and beat off the whips as she charged forward on all fours. Closer and closer she got, her hopes increasing as she was within raming distance of the other girl.

Then she got punched in the face.

"OOhhh! That's gotta hurt!" Present Mic winced along with everyone.

"What was it supposed to do, tickle?"

Pony skidded across the ground, her horns falling out of her control and crashing into the ground. Four pink whips quickly ensnared Pony, the girl restrained as Kendo moved to toss her out.

Once airborne, Pony shot out two more horns for her to latch onto and steer away from the side of the arena. Using as much mental focus as she could, she began shooting out multiple horns towards Kendo, while also controlling two other to sneak up from behind.

They all converged on Kendo, the two horns from behind, the rapid fire front the front, and Pony from above, all in hopes to quickly knock their foe out.

Kendo brought her arms close in on herself, vibrant energy coursing through her as the air shivered around her. Shooting her arms out to the side, a massive blast echoed from her body and hit everything.

Pony alongside her horns were knocked out of the air again. She rolled across the ground, trying to quickly get back up and circle around to-

*BONK*

"Son of a BITCH!" Pony swore in english, hitting the spot she was punched in on a barrier Kendo created. The barrier spread around Pony, creating a dome around her.

"Sorry!" Kendo apologized, but was still smiling over victory in her grasp. "I'll make this quick!"

Kendo turned the dome into a sphere, cutting through the cement and lifting Pony into the air. Throwing the sphere to go out of bounds, Pony desperately tried to think of a way out. Only she saw her horns across the battlefield, and decided to try something that never worked.

Two horns near kendo began to quiver, Pony attempting to re-control horns that were previously discarded. They floated up, and began to build up speed towards Kendo.

"Pony Tsunotori is out of bounds! Itsuka Kendo is the winner!" Cueball shared with the crowd.

Grumbling back into the class viewing stands, Pony looked for her recently found comfort pillow but couldn't find him. "Where's Izuku?"

Himiko lifted her hand up, making a mini head on it to let her speak. "He went to talk to someone."

"Who?"

"Didn't say."

"I'm sure he'll be back soon." Himiko assured the American. "I mean, he still has another fight after this right?"

"..yeah." Pony agreed, but not fully. Yes he would be back but she wanted to see him as much as she could. Plus, who was he going to speak to?

"ALRIGHT!"

"Stop screaming every fight."

"It's not a fight without screaming."

"That's just because your quirk uses screaming."

"ANYWAYS! We got a spooky girl who is dead committed to winning! Reiko Yanagi!"

"You just had to use that pun didn't you?"

"Facing off against her is someone who is filled with life and acid! Mina Ashido!"

Mina waved excitedly to the crowd as she came up the arena, getting a good reaction from the bunch. Reiko though, didn't pay them any attention. Izuku believed she could win, so that's what she would do.

"You ready?!" Cueball tried to hype up the ghostly girl, who was staring dead ahead at Mina. "Fight!"

Reiko stuck her hands out, Mina feeling Reiko pull at her body and try to push her towards the edge.

"Woah!" The pink girl fixed her balance, glad she didn't try sliding around on acid.

Reiko though, was feeling very strained trying to lift Mina. The sunlight was harsh against her pale gray skin, limiting how much power she could put into her telekinesis. The other girl, feeling tugged and pulled in different directions sent a glob of acid Reiko's way.

All she had to do was turn intangible, and it passed right through her.

"Looks like they're in a standoff, both unable to get a good hit on the other!"

"If either want to win they need to change up their strategy."

Hearing those words, Mina decided to try and get up close and personal with Reiko. Pushing through the tugs against her clothes, Mina swung wide as her fist just went through Reiko. "Yeah, thought as much. I don't really know how to beat you. But you can't beat me either so ha!"

Reiko snarled, scaring Mina who flinched in reaction.

She became invisible, Mina swiveling in place to try and sense where Reiko could be.

Reiko grabbed Mina, trying to pull her towards the edge herself. Mina threw a quick glob of acid into the ground, making a hand hold that she gripped onto.

Tugging and tugging, Reiko couldn't get Mina anywhere else. In her rage, she flew forward and threw a punch at Mina's head. Yet it passed right through, Reiko forgetting to become tangible in her fist to hit her.

Her body fell into Mina's, literally.

Black veins sprouted around Mina's eyes, that bright yellow turning into a ghostly pale blue. Reiko stood up, in Mina's body, looking over the limbs that now were in her control.

She looked towards the edge, where she could have Mina march off to and lose.

But Reiko wanted to beat Mina. She hit herself in the face, feeling Mina's pain but not actually being in pain herself. A wicked grin spread across Mina's face, as Reiko used her own body to beat herself. Punch after punch, Reiko wailed on the body with itself over and over. The knuckles began to bleed, cutting into Mina's face as it began to swell and bruise. Finally, when Reiko felt her anger die down, her battle lust satisfied, she let Mina's body drop to the ground as she remained in the air.

Returning to the visible plane, Reiko stood above an absolutely defeated Mina.

She did it, she won.

"That was…brutal." Kendo winced, seeing just how bloody Mina was from a camera zoom in.

"She went too far." Eijiro frowned, clenching his fingers into his fists.

"Eh, she'll be fine." Himiko waved it off.

"Are none of you concerned about how she can possess people now?" Momo questioned the class.

"It is a naturally frightening ability." Ida agreed. "But, in her defense it was recently discovered. With time and training, it could be a powerful ability against villains!"

"I never want to be paired with her." Ojiro shivered.

"I think it's kinda kinky." Mineta muttered from his spot, ignored by all.

"Who's up next?" Denki attempted to change the subject.

"Bakugo and Uraraka." Jiro answered, the class in momentary silence.

"A day filled with brutality." Tokoyami narrated. "Where we can choose to be unscathed, or achieve greater victory."

In her locker room, Uraraka, held the cheap flip phone in her hands. Maybe she should call her parents, but it was right before the fight so maybe not. It's been, hard to be a part of the class. Lots of them were friendly and understanding, but ever since 'the incident' it was so hard to talk to others without them thinking about it.

She did her best to fix things, but it felt like all of her efforts were for nothing. Maybe she wasn't cut out for this, call it quits and just focus on helping her family.

*knock knock*

Was it time already? No, checking the clock she still had a few minutes.

"Come in." She called out to whoever was there.

The last person she expected to open the door was Midoriya. A villain felt more likely to approach her.

"Hey." He tried to play off his nervousness, being as casual as possible. "I'm…really sorry."

Standing up, Uraraka could tell there was a lot on his mind. When wasn't there? "For what?"

"For everything, how I've been treating you, avoiding you, and not helping as much as I could. You didn't do what she did, you were always nice, friendly, genuine…I don't deserve your kindness."

She didn't really know, but she felt like she understood. Putting her phone away, she stepped towards Midoriya. "It's alright, I can't imagine how awful that must have been when you read that letter after middle school. I was ready for you to hate me forever."

"I never hated you." Izuku confessed. "And I never hated her. I just, had a lot of feelings mixed up. But I want to make things right, I want to be a proper friend like I should have been."

"Wait, you want to be friends?"

"..yeah, if that's alright."

Uraraka couldn't help but give him a tight squeeze, hugging him as she felt more relief than ever before. "Yeah, I'd love to be your friend."

Pulling away, she saw him turn around and face the other wall. Izuku double checked something on his watch, and looked back to that spot.

"I forgive you by the way." He spoke, an startled noise coming from behind him.

"You knew I was here?" Toru's voice came out.

"I had a feeling." Izuku held his watch behind his back, Uraraka seeing briefly a small screen on it showing three dots until it went back to the hourglass shape. "I know you didn't mean for any of this to happen, but please, never do something like that again."

"Y-yeah." Toru's footsteps coming closer to them. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know and-"

"It's ok." Uraraka reached her hands out, finding those invisible shoulders and giving a quick hug to the girl. "Just, next time you get an idea like that talk it out with the person before acting, kay?"

"O-ok!"

The buzzer rang out, alerting Uraraka it was time for her to go out into the arena.

"Well, guess I'm up." Uraraka moved to the other door.

"Good luck!" Izuku called out.

"We hope you win!" Toru encouraged Uraraka, who was more pumped then ever.

Right now, she felt like she could take on anything and come out on top.

"AND OUR WINNER IS KATSUKI BAKUGO!"

"Aw man." Denki sighed. "I really thought she was going to win for a second."

"Me too." Jiro shared.

"Izuku!" Pony popped up from her seat, seeing Izuku had watched from the entrance to the stands. "Where were you?! Who did you see?! What did you do with-"

"Woah woah." Himiko pulled Pony away from the boy. "Let him answer one at a time."

"I went to apologize to Uraraka." Izuku answered. "I..guess we're friends again."

"Oh..good." Pony's conflicted feelings aside, she brought Izuku back down to the front and sat down with him.

"It's just Eijiro and Aoyama's fight now right?" Izuku asked for clarification.

"Yep." Pony nodded along, keeping her hand on Izuku's arm. "Eijiro wasn't super happy after Mina's fight, so I hope he doesn't hurt him too much."

"Agreed." Ida voiced. "There's been an awful lot of violence. UA truly has been pushing us to our limits."

"I guess that's one way to look at it kero." Asui croaked.

"FIGHT!"

The french boy sent a powerful laser towards Eijiro, who crossed his arms in front of himself and braced for the impact. The beam split as soon as it touched him, ricocheting and hitting the ground beside him. Eijiro looked at the damage done, hardly feeling a thing from it.

Aoyama, seeing the development fired another laser, Eijiro blocking with one arm and seeing the laser refract off him again.

"I'M IMMUNE TO LASERS?!" The crystal head shouted with refound excitement. Making large red blades on his arms, Eijiro ran forward, batting the rapid fire lasers to the side. Aoyama ignored his stomach's pleading to stop, and pushed as hard as he could in one big blast.

Eijiro cupped his arms, creating a bowl of crystal that refracted the laser right back to Aoyama. It knocked the boy out of the arena, giving Eijiro the win.

"YEAH!"

Shoto walked by himself towards the preparation locker room before his match. He needed to win, but he couldn't outright fight Midoriya. It wasn't fair, this whole situation wasn't fair. Why did his father have to sue their family? They did nothing wrong. Why can't he just stay out of everything?!

An orange glow around the corner alerted Shoto of his approach, Endeavor coming out and intercepting his son who had been avoiding him.

"Shoto, stop associating with that girl."

"No."

"She is trying to keep you from your full potential, distracting you from your goals."

"She's the best thing in my life."

"She has violated the law." Endeavor's galre became harsher and harsher, the temperature rising in the area. "Her videos directly hurt the hero system, mocking everything we do and-"

"They're just jokes."

"Do not interrupt me." His patience was over, Endeavor standing right over him as his anger alone was nearly singing his hair. "The harder you fight me on this, the worse it will be for them. If you prove to me you can focus on your heroics training, using your full power, then-"

"I won't-"

"DO NOT, interrupt me again." Endeavor's flames flared out, scorching the ceiling around him. "Win this tournament, and stop holding yourself back. You are better than this, you are better than them."

Shoto couldn't do anything but grit his teeth, his ice unable to get out so long as this monster was here. He wanted so much to push him out of his life, to lock away all that hatred into the largest glacier he could summon. The first chance he got, Shoto would cut this man out of his life.

Gran Torino was impressed by some of the displays so far, but saw there was still so much that needed to be improved upon. "Who's up for the second round?"

With a few keyboard clackings, Nezu pulled up the ballot. "Izuku Midoriya and Shoto Todoroki."

"Ah, we shouldn't have much to worry about then." Toshinori sipped on his beverage. "The boy showed great restraint against his sister, knowing his quirk could have seriously harmed her."

"He might be holding back too much." Naomasa voiced. "His father seems heavily invested in his future."

"That's a nice way to put a clear case of domestic abuse." Gran Torino jabbed his cane in the detectives gut. "Come on! There's clearly something wrong with that family and you're not going to look into it."

"I can't." Naomasa informed the older but much shorter man. "All heroic crimes are under HPSC investigations, and you know I can't join that department if I want to do any cases that might involve All for One."

"We can only step in if Shoto Todoroki comes forth and confesses of any domestic abuse." Nezu gave the final answer over the issue. "Though his mental state is approaching a concerning level. Sir Nighteye, what do you think?"

The man had his hands folded behind his back, staring emptily towards the battle arena. "The fight will be over quickly, though Recovery Girl will not be needed."

"You think Midoriya will forfeit?" Naomasa approached, getting no response from Sir. His suspicions, his instincts, began to grow louder and louder at him as Nighteye refused to answer him directly.

"You've used your quirk, haven't you?" Nezu accused rather directly.

Nighteye, once again refused to answer.

"Nighteye, what did you see?" Naomasa got as direct as he could, but still the man remained silent.

Inko was really beginning to think this was not something anyone under the age of seventeen should watch. This was, so violent now. She felt her heart break seeing that poor girl getting beaten half to death with her own fists. It was relieving to see Himiko walk out unharmed, no longer apart of this bloodbath. But Izuku was still in it for some reason. What was he trying to do? Prove something?

"So you see Eri-" Paradox showed her an image filled with swirling pictures and equations. "-despite numerous different outcomes, they all branch out at a singular point which is often referred to as the prime event."

"And I can choose the outcomes?" Eri took the drawing, taking in the information naturally.

"So long as you can identify the prime event then yes. Believe it or not, it takes the same effort to go forward than to go back. So if something were to rewind back to the prime event-"

"-I can accelerate it through a different outcome!" Eri shouted in excitement.

"Exactly!" Professor Paradox congratulated her progress by giving her a caramel apple from his coat. "Now, have you discovered why you naturally crave apples yet?"

"Excuse me." Inko interrupted the two. "I think Izuku is in the next match."

"Ah, pardon me." The man apologized. "It seems I've been distracted in my ramblings long enough. I don't often get opportunities to share my knowledge with others in appropriate moments."

Ignoring his strange choice of words, Inko saw Izuku and that Shoto boy walk out. Izuku looked happier, but that other child seemed very stressed out. That stiff walk, no, restrained stomping would be a better term. Something else must be making him so upset.

"Ah, and here we are." Professor Paradox pulled out his pocket watch. "A pivotal moment in Izuku's life."

"I sense it." Eri's eyes widened, her hand reaching up to her horn hidden in one of the fake All Might bangs in her hoodie.

"Good job! At this rate you'll be a fully fledged time walker before you can drive."

"I don't like this." Inko leaned forward, her motherly instincts screaming.

"A mother's concern can hardly be swayed." Paradox stood up. "But if it can lessen your burden, allow me to guarantee Izuku's safety."

"Guarantee?" Inko asked, but saw the man had vanished from thin air.

Shoto was doing his best to control his breathing, his father's face, heat in his mind. He wanted it gone, out, so he can focus on better things, better people. Across from him was Himiko's brother, Izuku, who was fighting quirkless.

It wouldn't take much, just a sheet of ice to restrain his legs and he won. Just his ice, that's all he needed to lock away the flames, to lock away his father. But no matter what he was still there, no matter how hard he pushed he was still there making everything worse!

"Ready!"

"Are you ok?" Izuku conerningly asked Shoto, who's eyes kept darting back and forth against the ground with his fists balled tightly. Frost was gathering up his arm, and he didn't even seem to notice.

"FIGHT!"

'SHOTO!' Endeavor's yelling bounced in Shoto's head over and over, the cold unable to get it out.

"Shoto?" Izuku hesitantly called out to the very distressed boy.

"SHUT UP!"

*SCHLICK*

A glacier erupted from the boy, freezing everything in front of him in an icy tomb that was half the size of the entire stadium.

Naomasa's eyes widened, the man not being the only one to see the power demonstrated.

"The fight is over." Sir Nighteye walked towards the door. "If we are to retrieve that watch now is the time."

Naomasa grabbed the man, pulling him away and slamming him into a chair. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!"

Sir sympathetically put a hand on the man's shoulder, who was so close to Midoriya. "I'm sorry, but what I saw, none of us could have changed it."

"His death." Nezu whispered in horror of realization. "You foresaw Midoriya's death."

"What?!" Toshinori stood up, wanting to break apart two friends but hoping Nezu was wrong. "Nighteye, is that true? Please tell me the boy is alive!"

"We couldn't have changed it."

"YES WE COULD HAVE!" Naomasa punched the man. "YOU HAD SO MUCH TIME TO WARN US! LITERALLY WE COULD HAVE DONE SO MUCH TO PREVENT THIS!"

Sir Nighteye accepted the injury, knowing just how devastating this was. It was like this many times in the early years of using his quirk as a hero. Seeing the death of someone, trying to plan to prevent it, but it always happened this way. Always.

"I don't believe it." All Might filled out his suit with muscle, standing tall as the number one hero. "The boy has to be alive, and I will save him!"

*CRASH* The window exploded into shards of glass, but not from All Might's actions.

Cold.

It was so cold and dark.

He couldn't move, it was cold, nothing was moving, he was tired, it was so cold.

'Emergency Command Override.'

The omnitrix, it was still speaking to his mind.

'Emergency Transformation Engaged.'

Something had changed, the ice was burning him, still pushing against him. Izuku didn't know what to do, how to get out. So, with no other ideas, Izuku pushed with all the strength in his body

Shoto rubbed his eyes that had frozen his eyelashes together. Once he took in the sight in front of him, he was in horror. All he could see was ice, thicker than anything he had made, colder than anything he had created. At the center of it all, he knew who was trapped in it.

"Izuku!" Shoto cracked his fists against it, finally realizing what he had done.

He had to save him, get rid of the ice, but the only way to do that was to use his fire. Shoto had sworn it off though, he would never be a hero with it, but what about Izuku? How else could he save him?

A flash of green in the center of the ice alerted Shoto to reality. It was useless, no matter how powerful of a blast that watch of his did, it would take a punch from All Might to shatter the ice.

But there was an orange light in the center, replacing the green.

And it was brighter than any he had seen before.

*BOOM*

An explosion of steam filled the air, launching Shoto out of the arena and onto the grass. There was so much heat now, and when he reopened his eyes, there was fire, swarming everywhere and evaporating every last chunk of ice instantly.

Glancing towards the source, he half expected his father to be the one to intervene. No, he couldn't do this, turn a glacier of ice that large into steam so fast. At the center of it all, was a man made of pure fire, standing right where Izuku was.

"HEATBLAST"

Izuku took steady breathes, but it felt different. He was free from the ice but breathing felt off. His lungs, he couldn't feel his lungs. Glancing down at his arms, he saw limbs covered in flames. At first he thought he was on fire, but no, this was different. It was like his arms were magma, with chunks of stone building up his arms to cover him, his whole body.

Re-examing himself, he saw how his feet only had two toes, his hands only had four fingers each, and that's when it clicked. He had become one of the aliens from his watch.

"I'm…HEATBLAST?!"

How?! This wasn't at all like splicing?! He wasn't part alien, he had fully transformed in an instant! Crap! What was he supposed to do?! He can't live his whole life like this! He had to turn back to human, fast!

The omnitrix responded, and in a quick flash of green Izuku turned back to human. "What was that?!" He screamed at the watch.

'Emergency Transformation. If the user's life is in immediate danger, the omnitrix is designed to prevent death by transforming the user into an optimal species to survive the threat.'

"Since when could you do full transformations?!"

'The original function of the omnitrix was to allow the user to turn into all available DNA samples to gain full experience of all living beings.'

…Seriously?

"HOLY SHIT WHAT WAS THAT?!" Present Mic's voice grounded Izuku to reality. He quickly stopped talking to the omnitrix, steam still wafting through the air all around him.

"Well, ice wasn't all that boy could do."

"Wait, you mean..he did it?"

"Yep, it looks like after going too hard with his ice, Shoto Todoroki used his fire for a change. Looks like he doesn't have much control over it, so after super heating an already super cold area it caused that explosion."

"But what's happening now?! Who won?! Turn on the fans!"

Large industrial grade fans revealed themselves around the stadium, blowing away the fog and revealing Izuku, standing alone in the arena. Shoto himself out of bounds.

"I don't know how he did it, BUT IZUKU MIDORIYA BEAT A DUAL QUIRK USER DESPITE BEING QUIRKLESS!"

"We really didn't need to announce that second part."

THERE WE HAVE IT! Something that pretty much everyone has been bugging me about since the very first chapter! I was always planning this, and some may remember how I thought about putting off transformation because I was being hassled so much about it. So now that we have it, please stop spamming my PM's to let Izuku transform. Izuku has discovered the transformation feature, next chapter we will look more into how exactly Izuku never used or found this feature.

What kinds of fusions do you want to see?

List of Hybrids (In order of splicing):

Eijiro Kirishima & Petrosapien/Diamondhead

Himiko Midoriya & Lenopan/Sludgepuppy

Kyoka Jiro & Sonorosian/Echo Echo

Reiko Yanagi & Ectonurite/Ghostfreak

Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead & Thep Khufan/Snare-oh

Denki Kaminari & Nosedeenian/Buzzshock

Any grammar errors please point it out.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 27

"He's…alive."

All Might let out a massive sigh of relief, relaxing his muscle form as everyone else in the booth with him stood in shock of the development.

"But what happened?" Nighteye muttered, still living in disbelief. "I saw it, just like I've seen the deaths of so many others."

Naomasa though, was the first to come to his proper senses. Taking out a pair of handcuffs, he brought them on Nighteye's wrist in a swift fashion. The hero was puzzled, holding up his arms and glancing back to the detective. "Why?"

"Failure to act and child endangerment are the ones I'm arresting you for as of right now. The court may find you guilty of plenty of other crimes. Your authority to act as a licensed hero is now suspended until further notice."

"Naomasa." Toshinori gently put a hand on the man's shoulder. "I understand that what he did is very wrong, but we can't afford to expose our interest in the boy."

Gran Torino came back from the shattered window, joining in with a slightly raised voice. "Expose our interest? What about the interests of the entire world after that?! A quirkless kid just came out of a block of ice and an explosion without a hair out of place! Who isn't going to be paying attention?"

Nezu continued to stare at the screen, rewinding the cameras repeatedly in an attempt to see what had transpired. "We might have to hold off on any legal arguments until we grasp the full situation. But one thing can be confirmed, that Sir Nighteye's interests in the protection and benefit of Izuku Midoriya are not aligned with UA's, or our own it seems."

"Are all of you forgetting what Midoriya has?" Nighteye swept his gaze across the other adults. "There's no doubt All for One is aware of its existence, to remove quirks, to give anyone any number of abilities, if we are not cautious with who is in possession of the omnitrix then they could become as powerful as an influence as All for One himself!"

"But it is not your choice who wields the omnitrix."

A new voice interrupted their chat, all heads turning to see a simple man in a white lab coat with goggles hanging over his neck. He smiled, giving a small wave to them. "I was wondering when you were going to notice my arrival."

Wasting no time, Gran Torino jutted off of the floor, bouncing along the walls, and speeding towards the intruder, only he wasn't where he was just a moment ago. His head on a swivel, the rest couldn't locate the newcomer.

That is until he stepped out from behind Toshinori.

"I hope you can calm yourselves quickly, I do have some things I need to go over with you all."

Nighteye sent out a kick, his foot meeting air as the man vanished once again.

"Are all professionals lacking in manners at this establishment?" Professor Paradox questioned, sitting in a chair near the Principal.

The heroes and officer were about to rush the man, until Nezu held up a paw to stop them.

"Principal Nezu!" Naomasa called out. "This man clearly knows about the omnitrix and could be working for him."

"I am employed by no one." Professor Paradox corrected, then smirked at the detective who was giving out a puzzled expression. "You have the ability to know if someone is speaking a truth or a lie, correct?"

"Who the hell are you?" Torino grumbled towards the mystery person.

"Call me Professor Paradox." He pulled a small box out of his pocket, grabbing a piece of candy from it and chewing it briefly. "I am the one who gave Midoriya the omnitrix."

"Did you create it?" The Principal inquired immediately.

"No no, but it was put into my care for safekeeping." The Professor got up, moving towards the broken window to see the aftermath of the fight. "I searched for someone I knew who would keep it safe and not abuse the power it holds. Izuku Midoriya was one of my top candidates."

"I have to ask." Naomasa stepped forward in a non threatening manner. "Are you here to help Izuku Midoriya?"

"Do not worry, I would never take any action to harm the boy." Paradox's answer made the detective's shoulders finally relax. "The reason why I am here is to make sure that nothing inhibit's Izuku Midoriya's growth. As of right now, he is figuring out what more there is that the omnitrix has to offer."

"More?" Toshinori's brows twitched. "What more can it do?"

"That is not for me to reveal." The Professor checked his stop watch, a slight groan coming from his mouth as he put it away. "I must be going soon, but do not try and steer Midoriya into either giving up the watch, or to use it for a purpose he does not agree with. It was him who was entrusted with its care and use, and no one else."

"Then I just have one thing to ask." The Principal leaned forward. "How will we know if he's making the right choices?"

"A wonderful question." The man complimented. "By the fruits of his labor of course."

And just like that, he was gone.

"What did he mean?" Toshinori asked the smartest being in the room.

"If the result of Midoriya's actions are good." The mammal spun in his spinning chair to face them. "Then he is doing the right thing. For now let us continue to simply observe Midoriya, and let him come to us if there are any developments."

"We can't afford to wait and watch." Nighteye warned them. "If his actions are unpredictable, then what if by the time we discover something he's doing is wrong it's too late?"

"Luckily that is something you don't have to worry about." Nezu grabbed his cup of tea, taking a long sip from it. "You are no longer a part of this private investigation. If you decide to interfere or investigate Izuku Midoriya yourself, we will allow the detective to carry out the arrest he so wishes to do. Understood?"

After a brief few seconds of silence, Sir Nighteye begrudgingly nodded. Naomasa came up to remove his cuffs, whispering into the man's ear as he did it. "Don't make me regret this."

The moment Sir Nighteye had left the room, Gran Torino stretched and laid himself on the couch. "Either my age is getting to me or this is too confusing. I'm gonna take a nap."

As the old man began to snore near instantly, both remaining adults immediately looked to Nezu for answers.

"Are you sure we can trust that man?" Toshinori asked hesitantly. "It didn't seem like he had ill intentions, but how is he aware of so much?"

The detective hummed to himself in agreement. "If this is the same person Izuku mentioned before, then he could have easily convinced Izuku to use the watch for his own gain."

"I agree." Nezu nodded. "He willingly gave up a powerful device and let Izuku Midoriya choose what to do with it. No one with villainous goals would do such things."

"But still, who was he?" Toshinori asked the other two.

With a sip of his tea, Nezu answered in the simplest terms possible. "I have no idea. Isn't that fascinating?"

Izuku rushed into a private bathroom stall, activating the omnitrix and browsing through the history of functions. The teleportations, entering the device itself, switching clothing, and the most recent item.

Emergency Transformation.

But, if it was the main function, how did he miss this?

Scrolling way back, Izuku suddenly stumbled upon a different user's history. Benjamin Kirby Tennyson. Nearly all of his use with the omnitrix was transformation, ever since…

"Ten years old?!"

He got the omnitrix the same age he did? And IMMEDIATELY used the transformation feature?! Though the layout looks slightly different for the history in the very beginning. Glancing to the side, he saw it was labeled 'Ver. 1.01.'

So maybe it had a different, easier to use interface?

But if it's the main function, how come he never discovered it until now.

"Omnitrix, access transformation function."

'Confirm, do you wish to unlock transformation function?'

"Since when was it locked?"

The history scrolled back up, to only a month after he received the omnitrix. "I locked the transformation function?"

'Confirmed.'

Why? Why would he ever do that?! That would have done non stop as a kid!

Wait….was that?...

Roughly five years ago, Izuku was writing in another notebook, the omnitrix hologram showing the image of an alien that was shaped like a six limbed monkey. He hummed, scribbling the blue over the image to give it its fur. Once he was done, he scrolled to the next one.

As he started to take in its form, Izuku became curious about something. "Hey omnitrix, how come all the aliens are boys?"

"Default transformations are set to the user's current gender: male."

Transform gender?

"Can I set it to female?"

"Affirmative"

"Ok, well let's see what the female versions are like."

In a flash of green, Izuku felt…different. Looking at the image, the large four arms alien did seem more like a girl, a really muscly girl, but something else was off. He brushed his hair away from his face to get a better look, then realized his hair was much longer than it just was a moment ago.

Izuku shot up from the ground, pulling at his longer hair.

….No….

Immediately checking his pants, Izuku was horrified to see a lack of what was there all his life.

"AHH!" The little girl screamed, horrified that just like that, his privates were altered. "Omnitrix! CHANGE BACK!"

*SKREE*

In another quick flash, Izuku went straight for his pants again, flopping down to the ground in relief.

His bedroom door opened, his mother rushing in and seeing her son on the ground.

"Are you ok sweetie?"

"..yeah mom."

"Why did you scream?"

"...I was a girl."

"...ok…well dinner will be ready soon."

"Kay."

He watched her slowly leave, keeping a concerned eye on him as she went back to the kitchen. Once she was out of ear shot, Izuku brought his arm up to his face.

"Never do that again."

"Confirm, you wish to lock transformation features outside emergency functions?"

"Yes."

"Affirmative, transformations now locked. This can be undone at any time with master control active."

Whatever the watch just did, Izuku knew one thing for certain. He would NEVER use transformations again.

In the present, Izuku was brought out of his memory visit by a knocking at the stall door.

"You in there bro?" Eijiro asked.

"Uh, yeah." Izuku replied, still getting out of his funk. "Just, remembering some stuff is all."

"Are you avoiding recovery girl again?"

"What? No!" Opening the stall door, Izuku showed Eijiro that he was fine. "Did you think I got injured again?"

"Well yeah!" The redhead exclaimed with some panic. "I mean, after that big explosion you think none of us thought you weren't hurt?"

"Ah..that."

As he got looked up and down, Eijiro giving a quick pat down and not seeing Izuku flinch, he gave his approval. "Ok, damn. You are fine after that. Guess Todoroki really did just knock himself out."

"Not exactly." Izuku muttered, but still within hearing range of his best friend.

"What do you mean? Wait, did the omnitrix do something?!"

"Yes but, I need to look into it first. I promise I'll tell you about it sometime this week when I have my head on straight."

"Is it not on straight?" Eijiro grabbed the sides of Izuku's head, twisting it back and forth until setting it back to where it was. "There, it's straight."

They couldn't help but share a short laugh over that, Izuku feeling more relieved than just earlier. "Denki and Reiko are up next right?"

"Yep! We better go catch it!" Eijiro rushed out, Izuku following right behind him with the omnitrix in the back of his mind now. It's not like he needed to know everything about the transformation feature as soon as possible anyways.

"Rah!" A possessed Denki took a swipe at the others, who simply jumped away.

"How are we gonna beat her without beating ourself?" Denki asked another Denki.

"How should I know?! I know what you know!" The Denki avoided a kick, Reiko leaping from the previous body into the new one.

The three Denki's all gathered together, staring off against the possessed one.

"Can we just, throw him out?" One asked, getting a shrug from the other two.

"I mean, most of us are staying in the arena. One of us has got to win."

"Oh gross!"

They all saw the possessed one rush them on all fours, the limbs starting to turn in very uncomfortable ways. Running away from the horror, they began shouting like madmen.

"STOP TAKING THE GHOST THING SO LITERALLY!"

"I'M FREAKING OUT!"

"WHY CAN'T WE JUST ZAP HER MORE?"

"WE ALREADY USED UP ALL OUR JUICE!"

"SHE'S IN ONE OF US! SHE JUST TAKES THE HITS!"

"AHHH!"

The possessed one threw itself at them, the boys dropping down to dodge the lunge. Reiko maneuvered the body mid air to land on its feet, narrowly avoiding the edge. One of the Denki's kicked at the body, making it tip over and tumble into the grass.

They all glanced at one another, their fear turning into joy over their victory as they began to slap one another again on hands, cheeks, stomachs, whatever.

Now that she was healed up and had ear plugs for future matches, Midnight was back in action as referee. Right now she had her hand in her earpiece, talking with someone until smiling at the crowd. "It is decided since the Kaminari possessed by Yanagi was thrown out, Kaminari is the winner!"

Reiko sat up in Denki's body, stricken by the announcement. She had done so much, fought so hard, but she didn't win. Scowling to herself, she launched out of Denki's body and flew into the shadows, leaving them to celebrate at her defeat.

She failed, failed to be strong with her new body, failed to win. Izuku believed she could have won, but she didn't.

"You're back!" Pony jumped up, seeing Izuku walk into the stands with Eijiro.

"Yeah, he's all good." Eijiro gave Izuku a slow pat on the back. "Turns out he didn't need to go to Recovery Girl."

"Yep." Izuku smiled with exaggerated pride. "No injuries."

Himiko piped up, jabbing her thumb towards Mina. "Can't say the same about others."

The pink skinned girl had some bandages over her face, looking like all her energy had been sapped from her.

"Yo, you doing ok?" Eijiro called out to the girl.

"Just tired now." Her head bobbed up, the girl desperately fighting the urge to sleep. "Recovery Girl had to reset some bone and teeth stuff before she used her quirk."

"Oof." Eijiro winced at the thought of it.

Jiro filled in the short pause as he sat down next to her. "Yanagi is taking it pretty far isn't she?"

"You're telling me!" The Denki's flooded into the seating area. "She was all poltergeist down there!"

"It was a horror movie!"

"What was it like?" Himiko asked with great intrigue. "Getting possessed? Mina said she doesn't remember a thing."

"I don't." The Denki freed from spiritual torment shared. "It's like, the moment she entered me my thoughts just stopped."

"Like you actually have thoughts." Jiro teased.

The Denki's all reacted to that.

"Hey!"

"I got into this school didn't I?"

"I think about stuff!"

"All I do is think about you." The last Denki finished with two finger pistols, the other Denki's staring at him in shock.

"DUDE!"

"WHY DID YOU SAY THAT?!"

"Nice."

Jiro turned her back to him, burying her face in her arms to hide her reaction.

"Ahem." Himiko interrupted. "Does anyone know where the almost murderer is?"

Among the very many suddenly concerned members of the class, Uraraka leaned forward to engage her. "Um, what do you mean?"

"The guy who put my brother in a glacier." Himiko shifted her hand to make a little Shoto. "This one."

"I'm fine." Izuku tried to calm her down. "Look at me, I'm ok."

When her eyes snapped towards him, Izuku saw her pupils had become slits again. Taking in the courage tucked away somewhere inside, he talked her down. "Himiko, remember the first time you were mad with him it was over a misunderstanding? Please, don't do anything to threaten him until we figure out what happened. Ok?"

She remained silent, slipping back into her chair with her arms crossed. "We're talking later." She demanded, Izuku putting her on the list of people she needed to explain things to. Though, maybe saying the omnitrix reacted to something it considered a real threat to his life was not to be shared with her.

"Ah crap I'm next!" Eijiro suddenly saw the giant board, rushing out of the stands to hurry and get into the arena.

Izuku looked up, seeing who Eijiro was fighting.

Bakugo.

He….hasn't actually talked to him at all has he? They've just been ignoring one another, and it was fine. Izuku would have been a fool not to notice his childhood friend turned bully be in the same class as most his friends.

But, neither of them acknowledged each other's existence so far. As long as Bakugo was putting the past behind him, Izuku would let him.

Eijiro walked into the arena, gauging Bakugo's somewhat serious posture.

"Hey." Eijiro called out. "Let's have a clean fight."

A twitch of annoyance crossed Bakugo's face, the boy holding his hands to the side with his palms up. "Don't die."

"FIGHT!"

Eijiro knew Bakugo would hit hard and fast, so he created a large crystal slab on his arm to try and bat away Bakugo. The blond kept his distance, circling Eijiro while throwing massive explosives at him.

"You can't hurt me man!" Eijiro yelled out. "We've gone over this!"

"I'm not trying to hurt anyone except villains." Bakugo grumbled, a smokescreen thickening around him from the blasts. "I'm just here to win."

Eijiro's eyesight was failing him through the smog, but he could still feel the many explosions against his body and all around him. Throwing blunt crystal shards into the smoke, he hoped to hit Bakugo during his rampage. Those words kept ringing in his head though, they were the last things he expected out of his mouth, well not entirely.

Bakugo was always driven to win, he just seemed so violent about it. But, between when they were kids, and now, Bakugo was different. He was still loud, quick to anger, and dangerous, but he was in control of himself now. Back in USJ, he expected to have to fight Bakugo on not blowing up every villain he saw, but he was quick to agree to a plan, prioritize the safety of others, and strategically take down the leaders.

The explosions stopped, Eijiro seeing the slight breeze reveal a sweaty Bakugo standing only six feet away in front of him. Curiously, the crystal teen let the boy stand there. "You're different now, aren't you?"

"No shit." Bakugo dragged his palms along his forearms in a swift motion, gathering up his sweat and aiming it for Eijiro.

The crystal teen threw out crystals towards Bakugo's legs, commanding them to grow and entrap-

*BOOM*

It didn't really hurt, but that explosion was still big enough to take Eijiro off his feet and the ground with him to fly out of the arena. Oh, so that's what he was doing. Bakugo was using his explosion to weaken the ground around him while building up sweat. Pushing himself up, Eijiro wasn't that hurt over the fact that he lost. Not to a guy who's changed so much to be better.

Still, Eijiro would still admit Bakugo was a prick. Just a manly prick now.

"Bakugo wins!"

Endeavor finally found his son, sulking behind one of the vending machines. "You have little control over your flames."

The boy didn't respond, staring into his own hand that could summon fire but he refused to do so.

"Do you understand why you must learn how to use them properly? So something else like this never happens again."

Again, no response, but Endeavor knew that right now the boy was beginning to change his mind. Now that he saw first hand how powerful his quirk was with ice and fire, he could master it, be the next number one hero.

"Your control over your ice needs more attention too. If not for your flames you could have killed the child."

He thought at least that would have gotten a reaction, but no, Shoto held absolutely no sign of living besides the steady breathes he took.

"Though it would please you to know that I have decided not to take legal action against his family."

There, Shoto finally acknowledged him by looking him in the eyes. Curiosity instead of the usual hatred. "Why?"

"You are my son, and what you do reflects me. You nearly killed one of the Midoriya children, and while I could win a court battle against them over that their reasons outweigh my own for legal action. So, I will have a new document drafted up, one that will benefit both parties involved."

Shoto nodded, then returned his gaze to his hand, letting a few licks of candle light come off his hand. "...they're not the same."

Endeavor was quiet, awaiting for an explanation from the boy as to why he briefly confirmed the existence of his own fire. Shoto didn't expound though, getting up and leaving without another word.

Well, as small as it seemed this was the greatest progress he had made with his fire in years. Perhaps this Midoriya family was serving a purpose after all.

Kendo had seen a lot of great fights so far, and while the air around Midoriya was chaotic she felt it was being resolved on its own. She had kept watch like All Might wanted, and that fight with Todoroki was concerning, but it all worked out.

Maybe she should stop worrying about everything going on around others and start focusing on herself. It felt like she had been on the verge of unlocking more power from One for All, but she just needed to find out what. Her own original quirk seemed to be doing better, so maybe that was the key?

Glancing at her competition, she was happy to see Jiro be more comfortable with herself. Now, she wasn't super into others' love lives like Toru, but it was cute to watch her and Kaminari support one another.

"Let's have a good match." Kendo called out, Jiro smiling and giving a nod.

"FIGHT!"

Kendo opened up with a large sweeping blast of energy, Jiro hopping over it and rolling onto the ground. One became four, and Kendo knew what they were going to do.

She only had a moment to grab the arena floor itself with her quirk to use as a shield, because the moment Jiro screamed her ears were already busted.

One was bad enough, but she never had to deal with four at a time. The sound tore apart her makeshift shield, and when she erected a large pink barrier around herself it did little to block out the noise.

"AAH!" She couldn't even hear herself scream out in pain, the Jiro's closing in on her from all sides. One circled around the perimeter, more copies jumping off from it and rushing to close in on Kendo.

The noise increased, Kendo lashing out with punches, blasts of pink, whatever she could make to try and knock away her opponent. She couldn't tell if she hit one, because they just kept multiplying and increasing her suffering.

Her mind began to go blank, the noise filling every corner of her head as it banged from ear to ear. Jiro saw her opponent wasn't going down, so one of her copies hopped onto Kendo's back, screaming point blank at her head.

The body had had enough, everything within a ten foot radius of Kendo being grabbed in that vibrant pink light. Kendo's eyes began to glow, a roar escaping her as she latched onto everything around her and began to silence it.

A wave of energy was unleashed from her, ripping up everything around her atom by atom. The rock turned to dust, the ground into sand, and the copies of Jiro turned to mist in a second.

"RAH!" Kendo's reaction only lasted a brief moment, for when everything was silenced her mind was allowed to think again. The glow behind her eyes died down, as she saw she was standing on a pit of fine sand with a strange mist around her. Not to far from the perimeter of absolute elimination, Jiro's eyes were shaking, her hands going numb.

She just died, so many times and there was nothing she could have done.

Every thought screamed to escape, so she let her panic take over and ran away from death.

That was when Kendo realized what she had done, and why Jiro had reacted.

"Jiro has forfeited the match, Kendo is the winner!" Midnight announced with less pride than usual, trying to save the distressing moment.

"Jiro wait!" Kendo called out, wishing from the bottom of her heart that she could have lost instead. This wasn't winning, this was slaughter.

"What was that?" Pony asked Izuku, who's pencil hovered over his notebook.

"She…ripped everything apart." He stuttered out, seeing the perfect circle of sand in the center of the arena. "Maybe even down to a molecular level. She just, tore it all up."

"Damn." Eijiro winced. "Could I even survive that?"

"I don't know." Izuku pondered over his notebook. "But that…is a power to be used in rare circumstance."

"Alright Denki's!" Denki got up, his other selves saluting. "Fan out and find Jiro! If we miss the next match so be it, but at least one of us needs to check on her!"

"Roger that!"

"Yes sir!"

"I'll check around the bathrooms!"

"She's in Recovery Girl's office."

"AAHH!" All of them were spooked by the sudden appearance of Reiko, who seemed more eerie than before she literally possessed one of them.

"Uh, thanks." Sports festival outfit Denki then ran off to find Jiro, the others cautiously leaving to get to their prep area.

The class was on edge with her arrival, Reiko paying no mind as she looked directly at Izuku. "Good luck on your match. I hope you win."

"Umm, thanks." The green haired teen got up, a sudden thought crossing his mind he mine as well share. "He should be better to fight. He used up a lot of his electricity fighting you right?"

She nodded, Izuku feeling like he had a chance to win now.

"Ok, well thanks then. I'll be off."

"I'm glad I could help you Izuku."

"...yeah. Maybe I'll be able to help you more soon….hopefully."

Staring off against three Denkis, Izuku could see they weren't as hyper as their last fights. There was probably a lot on their minds about Jiro, they did seem really concerned over her.

"Hey Izuku!" One of them called out to him. "We don't know how to put ourselves back together, so are you ok fighting three on one?"

"I mean, we don't want to treat you unfairly, but we're not sure which way of fighting would be fair to you."

"We're not trying to treat you differently because you're quirkless, but we're not sure how to approach this."

That probably would have sounded offensive if it wasn't so innocent. Izuku was just glad they were asking his thoughts about it first instead of just assuming. "Just come at me with everything! I didn't exactly expect to get this far!"

"Ready!" Midnight signaled the opposing sides. "Fight!"

The Denki's ran right towards Midoriya, sparks charging from their hands as Izuku realized he must have a quicker recovery rate than he thought.

*zap*

"Ow!" Izuku jumped at the sensation. It wasn't as much as he thought, like touching a bug zapper. But there was three of them, and one of him.

*zapzapzap*

"Ah!" Well, there was one advantage Izuku had, and that was height.

*Wap*

"Ow!" One of the Denki's was bopped on the head, the other two jumping onto Izuku to restrain him. They were strong, but they were also light. Izuku grit his teeth, standing up with the two living bug zappers clinging to his arms. The third Denki floated up, zooming towards Izuku and shoving him back down to the ground.

Izuku switched strategies, prepping his legs he waiting for the flying Denki to come back around to pin his torso. He did just that, charging straight from in front as Izuku was laying on his back.

He kicked, hard with his two legs, shoving Denki back into the air. The sparky blond stopped, hovering as he rubbed his torso. "You're hard to beat Izuku! I guess if you're asking me to go all out you'd do the same right?"

Why is he going all out?

"Ahem." Midnight called out to Denki, pointing at where he was.

He glanced down, seeing he was hovering right outside the boundary line. "Does this mean I'm out?"

"Well, since you, one of the parts of you participating in this have been pushed out of bounds-"

"Ah dang." He flopped his arms, the other Denki's moving off of Izuku.

"Izuku Midoriya wins the second round!"

The blonds helped Izuku up, tugging him by his arms and lifting him onto his feet.

"Great fight man." Denki congratulated Izuku.

"You were intense."

"I would have given up in your shoes."

Izuku bashfully accepted the compliments, but their words kept striking him. Was he that intense? Why was he fighting so hard? He never planned on winning.

"What do you mean you're not going out there?" Toshinori Yagi, after seeing his protege perform such a deadly move and rush out, knew he had to find her. It didn't take long, because she texted him right before her semi final match saying she needed to speak with him.

"What I did out there." Kendo's eyes were littered with tears. "That was wrong, I killed so many of her!"

He wasn't sure how to console her. Against anyone else that would have instantly killed them, but she would never do that to a real person right? But young Jiro's duplicates, they seemed like they really were her with flesh, blood, and thought. The autopsy on the one from USJ proved that they were alive.

"We will speak with her." Toshinori decided. "Let's ask young Jiro herself if she blames you for what you did."

"I killed her! Why wouldn't she hate me?"

"But she is alive, right?" He gently reminded the girl. "Maybe she's upset, but she's also alive. You're making new strides in One for All and your quirk that I've never seen before to the point I don't know which is which. We may need to spend time training this new aspect, and maybe we find it's incredibly dangerous, but I have faith you can master it. You will, be a great hero."

She entered his arms, Kendo crying against the frail man as he did his best to give the calming presence she dearly needed.

"If you truly fear you might do what you did back there again, I will not force you to. These are simply tournaments, not life and death scenarios. This is a safe place, so don't feel like you have to force yourself to fight."

"..Thank you, All Might."

"OH MY GOAT WHAT A DAY WE'VE BEEN HAVING SO FAR!"

"Oh my goat?"

Two very silent teens made their way onto the arena floor. For the first time since their childhood, they had to acknowledge one another face to face.

Katsuki Bakugo, and Izuku Midoriya.

Bakugo, his palms sweating profusely just from nervousness as he looked on the person who he had beaten so much. Ever since he was ten, Bakugo had to go through so much anger management therapy. Nearly every topic they discussed was how he treated Midoriya, how he beat him, used his quirk on someone who couldn't fight back, defenseless.

Wrong wrong wrong, over and over he revisited those memories with professionals, some with quirks that let him see himself in the moment. It was wrong to fight Midoriya, it was wrong to hurt Midoriya, that was the discussion they had for years of his life.

Now, he had the opportunity to use his quirk against that same boy again. He was always being watched, the teachers knew about his past, they knew his history with Midoriya.

What would they do to him if they fought? What would happen if he used his quirk on him?

They always said it was wrong, so was it still wrong now? It felt like it, everything about this felt wrong.

Meanwhile, Izuku couldn't help but place his hand over the omnitrix, his own nerves starting to get to him. It was a miracle he got this far, and even then it was because of help with friends, an accident, the omnitrix activating, and even Denki just tired from using his powers so much.

But Bakugo, he was a fighting machine. It wasn't surprising that he got this far, and he doesn't even seem that worn out despite the opponents he's had. A fight against him, it might even have the omnitrix activate an emergency feature again.

Would he even need that? Bakugo showed enough restraint now to not try and kill someone right? Even if he held back, it could be enough to trigger a reaction from the omnitrix. Besides, second place? That was more than he even dreamed of competing today.

He had already fought so hard, and there was no way in a straight fight he would ever win against Bakugo.

…Unless he transformed.

No, the omnitrix was supposed to be secret, and that would surely be showing the world he had something otherworldly. Present Mic already leaked it that he was quirkless, so if he suddenly turned into something like a To'kustar or a Vulpimancer.

He couldn't think of a single person who would fault him for turning down this match, throwing in the towel against someone so strong.

So why was he hesitating?

"Ready!" Midnight raised her whip, Izuku knowing he needed to say something now!

He took in a deep breath, making sure he would be heard by Bakugo and Midnight of his decision.

"I forfeit the match."

Izuku planned on saying those words, only they didn't come from his mouth. Across from him, his hands in his pockets, was Bakugo who was already turning around.

"Are you sure?" Midnight asked him. "This is the final round, you could get first place."

"I've done enough." Bakugo walked out of the boundary line, glancing back towards Izuku. "I'm not that kind of person anymore."

The audience whispered back and forth to one another, the final match having been so…disappointing compared to other fights they saw.

Izuku hardly noticed Midnight coming down, lifting his arm with her own.

"Then your winner for the first year's sports festival is none other than Izuku Midoriya!"

"YYEEAAAH!"

Izuku couldn't help but feel embarrassed, hearing Cueball's voice scream over the others. The woman kissed her eightball, whooping and hollering to it. "I'm never doubting you again for financial decisions!"

Just ten minutes later, Izuku found himself standing on the highest pillar in the stadium. To his right, was Bakugo, standing with his hands in his pockets and he kept his gaze on the ground like a beaten dog. On his left, was three Denki's. The fourth must still be with Jiro, but Kendo wasn't here either. She must not have wanted to come out after what had happened.

Midnight raised the microphone to her mouth. "Here we have our winners! Standing here before you to receive their acknowledgements for their hard earned victories!"

The cheers were muddled together, background noise as Izuku was still in a dream like state. It still didn't feel real, he was a business course student who just managed to scrape by and somehow get first place? Against so many he KNEW worked their whole lives and were going to be amazing heroes? Yeah, that wasn't realistic.

"And who better to acknowledge their achievements-"

Izuku's fanboy ears perked up, hearing the popular theme for his favorite hero ever.

"-Than the number one hero himself, All Might!"/"I AM HERE WITH THE MEDALS!"

The legend himself landed before them, his words talked over by Midnight's own announcement as she gave a quick apology to him.

It didn't make sense still, Izuku was here, something his child like self would probably go into shock over. Had he really won first place? Was he really meeting All Might for the first time properly here? The world is seeing this, it's believing this.

The questions wouldn't leave his head, the biggest one of all rumbling to the surface. Why did he fight so hard to win when it didn't matter for his current plans?

"Ahaha!" All Might boisterous laugh echoed as he approached the many Kaminaris. "While I would love to give each of your selves a medal, I'm afraid I only have one to offer."

"That's alright sir!"

"We'll share!"

"I mean, we're going to be one person again anyways so-"

"Oh how far you've come." All Might leaned in, dawning the center Denki with the bronze medal. "While you have been aiming to be a hero for a while, and have overcome great challenges, you have made risky sacrifices in order to be a better hero. And despite the unknown that has come recently in your new transformation, you have proved to push through the unknown and conquer it! I look forward to seeing your continued sporadic growth."

"Thanks!"

"This is so cool!"

"I hope we do get some sporadic growth. I'm tired of being a midget."

"Same."

"Same."

"Young Bakugo!" All Might approached the silent child. "Many of us make mistakes, or seek to overcome our inner turmoil, but you've demonstrated the strongest aspect of any hero or man. Restraint. You have great power and are discovering how to use it responsibly. While your match with Uraraka may have been seen as brutal to some, you used only as much force as was necessary. You will make an excellent hero out in the field."

Bakugo held out his hand, All Might handing the silver medal directly to him. The blond looked at the reflective metal, seeing his own face in it before stuffing it in his pocket.

All Might, pulling out the gold medal approached the last one. He felt some guilt for being so cautious around Midoriya, but he knew this child was a good soul who had been targeted by bad people and entrusted with a huge responsibility. Maybe he could use something like that as some words of wisdom for the boy.

"All Might." Izuku spoke first, appearing so lost. "There's a question I wanted to ask you, ever since I was a kid and…for some reason, even though I abandoned it, I feel like I need to ask it."

"What is it?"

"...Can someone who's quirkless become a hero?"

That question, it was the same one he asked long ago. Izuku looked right up into the man's eyes, seeing those electric blue rings shadowed under his brow.

"Can I become a hero?"

All Might could see himself in the boy, though maybe Izuku was smarter having taken a more realistic path. But, it appears it never satisfied his heart.

"I must admit young Midoriya, while I said many times that anyone can be a hero, if someone had asked that question I would have tried to push them towards a different career. I don't think I would have been able to say yes to anyone quirkless."

Izuku nodded, accepting that as a realistic answer from the number one hero.

"But-" All Might resumed with a wider smile than his usual one. "-you are hardly like the others are you? So perhaps you deserve a different answer."

The mountain of a man clasped a hand on Midoriya's shoulder, meeting his soul head on with his own. "Young Midoriya, you have already faced many dangers head on, saved many lives, and helped so many to be greater than they could have done alone. You already are a hero. And if you decide that going pro is the right path for you, just know there are many who will support you, me included."

All Might lowered the gold medal over Izuku's head, the boy watching in respect as the metal gleamed in the sunlight.

Izuku couldn't help but let that childlike wonder out, smiling brightly as he finally accepted it. He had gotten this far, he had gotten first place, he had met All Might, he had gotten his answer.

I didn't feel like writing my other stories until I completed this chapter. For those curious as to what Izuku will do with his transformations, I can't reveal too much without being spoiler heavy. BUT! I will take a similar approach as I have to the other parts of the omnitrix, to see how it could be useful in other settings instead of just straight up fighting with it. Now that Izuku has some renewed confidence thanks to All Might, and knowing that the omnitrix can transform him, how will he go about his life? Will others see the benefits of being hybrids and decide to mix it up themselves?

What events are waiting around the corner for Izuku and his friends? Next chapter will be a little more lax as we celebrate.

What kinds of fusions do you want to see?

List of Hybrids (In order of splicing):

Eijiro Kirishima & Petrosapien/Diamondhead

Himiko Midoriya & Lenopan/Sludgepuppy

Kyoka Jiro & Sonorosian/Echo Echo

Reiko Yanagi & Ectonurite/Ghostfreak

Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead & Thep Khufan/Snare-oh

Denki Kaminari & Nosedeenian/Buzzshock

Any grammar errors please point it out.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Let me know what you think about it and if you want to see more!

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 28

"Here." The skinny form of Toshinori Yagi stood upon the wispy grains of sand settled upon the cleaned up beach. He held forth the bronze medal, Kendo cautiously accepting it.

"I don't know what to say." She stared wistfully at it.

"Then don't." The man replied. "While I have complete faith you could have won first place, it was your choice to exercise caution over your new abilities. A very respectful decision."

"You're just saying that." Kendo neglected the praise, but the man insisted.

"It's true, I even bet some money on it."

"That wasn't a wise investment." She teased.

"Betting never really is wise." He chuckled over that, not that he lost much over it. Being the number one hero did grant him a good amount of funds.

"Hold on, the teachers place bets on us?"

"Just fun between co-workers." The hero quickly explained.

Kendo was learning lots lately about how adults weren't as serious behind the scenes. "So, not to be rude to Midoriya behind his back but, did anyone place a bet on him?"

"Trust me, nobody expected him to get first place." All Might assured her. "Even his own teacher who won the bet wasn't confident in her choice. But now she's going to be riding those winnings for a long time."

Kendo's phone buzzed, and once she checked it she was now topped off with joy. "Looks like a lot of us are getting together to celebrate. Izuku's family apparently got to rent out an aquarium event room for cheap."

"On a first name basis now?" The man asked sincerely.

"Well, now that his sister is hanging out with our class more it's just easier to call them by their first names."

"Understandable."

Kendo was about to send a reply, but her thumb lingered over the digital keyboard. "All Might, I know you wanted me to keep an eye on him but…I really don't think he's any kind of threat. Yeah, he can do a lot with that watch but he's only used it on others in emergencies and with permission. I don't see there being any chance he just starts deleting quirks from people he doesn't like."

"I agree."

His quick answer took her off guard, and seeing that All Might expounded with a reassuring smile. "I know we've been very careful with Midoriya, trying to figure out if he's a piece in All for One's plans. But it's clear that until USJ All for One was unaware of young Midoriya. So, we will treat him as any other student, protecting him and helping him on his path to be someone great."

Puffing up into his form, All Might stood proud and tall before Kendo. "Now then, come Kendo! Let's get you to that party!"

"It's not starting for another three hours."

"It's a three hour run to the aquarium! A great warm up for the day AHAHAHAHA!"

"There aren't going to be that many people, right?" Izuku was in his standard outfit, his green jacket feeling a little tighter as the room continued to fill up with people.

His mother, seeing her son win first place, with the worst injuries received being a sprained ankle, decided to go all out. Renting out one of the rooms reserved for special occasions at the frequently visited aquarium, Izuku just expected for his handful of close friends to show up.

"I don't know." Eijiro shrugged as he looked at one of the tropical fish tanks. "This was kind of a last minute thing."

"Who knows." Mr. Kirishima came up, ruffling Izuku's hair with a hand. "I mean, the winner of the first year sports festival tends to be more talked about than low ranking heroes. Great job kid."

"Thanks sir." Izuku fixed his hair, which looked as equally messy as before.

"Ah! There he is!" Mina came in, two adults right behind her. The woman had fair pink skin that glistened in the light, while the man had the same eyes as Mina with large yellow horns sticking out of his head. "Hey guys! Meet my folks! Folks, this is Izuku and Eijiro. Great guys who work out a little too much."

"Hi." The man greeted casually, while the woman seemed more expressive and shook the hands of the other adults while looking over the kids.

"It's nice to meet you all. Are you Kirishima's father?"

"That's right! And you must be the parents of the girl I've been hearing so much about."

"Oh?" Mr. Ashido gave Eijiro a quizzical glance. "And what has he been saying?"

"Mostly how he should cover himself in marshmallows so she doesn't keep poking herself on his shards."

Mina's father was locked in place, processing that information and turning towards his daughter for a clear answer.

"They just talk like that dad!" Mina jumped in to explain. "Like seriously, I know Eijiro isn't aware of it but it must be a family thing!"

"What is a family thing?" Eijiro obliviously asked. "I mean, you do keep complaining about how it's difficult to hug me when I'm always rock hard."

"SEE?!" Mina knocked on Eijiro's head. "He's literally rock hard, but they phrase things in the worst way possible."

"More like the best way!" Himiko called out from the other side of the room. "Don't try and act like you don't like it!"

"Himiko!"

The pinkette ran after the walking mud pile, leaving hand imprints into her body from the repetitive slapping.

As Izuku watched with amusement, he suddenly found himself standing alone with Mina's mother. The woman, as gently as she could placed a hand over his arm. "She mentions you a lot, always worried someone might be picking on you."

"Yeah." Izuku could see that. "She looks out for me."

"Did she ever mention Akio?"

"No." Izuku shook his head. "Why do you ask?"

"That was my son's name, her brother, who was born quirkless."

Was?...oh.

"I'm sorry." Izuku did his best to sound sincere, even if he didn't know the situation entirely. It wasn't hard to guess though.

"When we realized he didn't have a quirk, Mina still loved him. But overtime she just grew more distant as she wanted to hang out with her friends, but they didn't want him involved. Eventually, when he needed us most we never saw the signs until it was too late. So, I guess in some way Mina is looking out for you and involving herself as much as she can. She may seem a little pushy, or that she's worming her way too much into your life, but please understand where she's coming from."

He nodded, feeling a bit awkward after having that depressing story dumped on him. It did make some of Mina's mannerisms more understandable knowing where it was coming from, but Izuku still felt that she was always an energetic soul who loved to socialize and cling tightly to her friends.

"Thank you for listening." Mrs. Ashido gave one last squeeze before going off to join her husband.

He knew this was supposed to be a party. Now it was just harder to get into the whole 'happy celebration vibe'. It would take a while to get out of this depressing little-

WAS THAT COW LADY?!

"Izuku!" Pony had arrived with her parents as well, continuing this strange chain of meeting the adults in his friends' lives. The man was very plain, slicked back black hair, wearing a business suit, stern features with narrow eyes and incredibly thick nails. The mother, oh wow she was tall.

She was like Pony, but with more human traits besides large curved dark horns along the sides of her head and cow like ears. What Izuku immediately noticed was that she was in her hero attire that had the whole cowboy theme going…which was kind of revealing to be honest. Not that Japan had a place to judge given how they have a hero whose persona literally screamed dominatrix.

"Hey Pony!" Izuku waved over to his friend, the mother taking just a few steps to reach him with a massive smile on her face.

"So you're my daughter's personal translator then?"

"Yeah, she calls me that a lot."

"Hmm, your english is pretty good. If it wasn't for the accent you'd blend right in most places."

Her husband was next to arrive, no doubt judging him with that hardened gaze. "His english? We haven't even heard it yet."

Crap! Izuku held his hands behind his back, fiddling with the omnitrix as he reconfigured the translator settings. It was easier to have it at default, translating all input and output to whatever language others were speaking. But if he wanted to keep it secret then he needed to make sure no two people heard different things from his mouth.

"I sometimes sound like I'm speaking Japanese." Izuku easily lied to Pony's parents right after meeting them, which was mildly concerning. "But what are you doing here? Isn't your agency based in America?"

"Oh, did my daughter tell you that?" Cow Lady grabbed her little spawn, giving her a side hug as Pony was being choked by the embarrassment.

"Actually, I knew about you before I met Pony." Izuku confessed a little more quietly, but his answer certainly pleased the woman.

"A fan! It's not often I get to meet foreign fans, especially when hardly anyone knows that I married someone who lives in Japan."

Finally letting her daughter go, Pony really should have seen what was happening next. Izuku seemingly summoned one of his notebooks from mid air, flipping to a specific page and holding it out to the woman.

"Would you be willing to sign this please?"

The woman happily complied, signing away in the box on the paper while reading the notes. "Wow, this is pretty detailed. I could answer a few of these questions you wrote to the side."

"Would you?!"

"Mom!" Pony finally had enough of her stealing Izuku's attention. Grabbing the boy's arm she brought him away from the noise and towards the snacks laid out on a folding table. "Geez, I didn't know she would be this clingy to my friends!"

"I thought she was just being friendly." Izuku mentioned, eyeing a bowl full of sliced pickles. Picking it up, he began to snack on the treat. "Also, what's she doing over here? A quick visit to celebrate how far you got in the sports festival?"

"I didn't even get that far." Pony whined, grabbing an apple herself.

"You got into the finals of the number one heroics school. Out of thousands of applicants of potential heroes, you got into one of only forty spots, then managed to get into the top fifteen from those hero students. If the ballot turned out differently, you could have placed into the top three at least."

"This coming from the guy who got first place." Pony added.

"I had help, and a lot of luck. I think the only serious fight where the odds weren't in my favor was with Shinso. Even then I only won because I just so happened to have an injury that snapped me out of his quirk. You though, you're an amazing fighter who can focus on so many things at once. Pony, you are incredible."

Her apple fell out of her hand, the girl standing there with a wobbly smile she was desperately holding in. Izuku began taking note of her attitude, the way she was blushing profusely, he never really saw this side of her often. Only when they were sharing a private moment and…no..no way. Life made it clear no one would ever like him that way.

"I..think you're incredible too Izuku."

….maybe he was wrong.

Pony grabbed her apple off the floor, tugging at the neckline of her white tank top. "I-I'M gonna throw this away! And get a drink! It's really warm for an aquarium."

And then she was off, speed walking away with a posture as stiff as Ida's. Izuku couldn't help but stare, his mind going over the interaction, the implications, the body language, compared to every time she was with him versus others. He needed another pickle.

"What was that about?" Himiko came up with Eri after wandering through part of the aquarium. The smaller girl reached up and grabbed a pickle herself.

"Himiko." Izuku paused, really thinking about the question he was about to ask. Out of everyone he knew Himiko was probably the best at gauging people's emotions, at least when she wasn't biased. Still, he needed to know if his thinking was on the right track. "Do you think Pony likes me?"

Eri bursted into a fit of giggles, while Himiko groaned in defeat. The blonde pulled out her wallet from her stomach, handing Eri a thick wad of cash. "You're just NOW figuring this out?!"

Ok, they obviously knew something was going on, which confirmed Izuku's recent suspicions. How come he was just now seeing this?! There was still a chance he could be getting the wrong impression butiftheythoughtthesameashimaboutPonythen- ah, he ran out of pickles.

"Hold that thought." He placed the empty bowl down, picking up another one and snacking on them once again.

"Why are you eating so many pickles?" Eri asked the boy, who never had this much interest in them.

"Better question-" Himiko patted her little sister's head. "-why does this place have so many pickles? One bowl should be plenty for a party this size."

The door to the room clicked, and luckily this time they didn't bring their parents. Ochaco was looking around the place, her eyes spotting a familiar face and becoming much more relaxed. "Hey Izuku!"

"Hey." He greeted back warmly. "I'm glad someone here didn't bring their parents. Nothing against them! I'd probably be happy to meet them and discuss some ideas, but it would be a little weird if everyone brought their parents."

"Well I was going to bring mine, but they had to get back to work right after coming to visit me."

Was there something he was missing? Were parties normally supposed to involve family members?

"I don't think a lot of us are gonna be able to bring our parents." Ochaco clarified. "I mean, it was kind of sudden but most of the others should make it."

Himiko rotated her brother to face her, giving him a bewildered expression. "Just how many people did you invite?!"

"What?! I thought you sent out the invite texts!"

"It was Mom." Eri informed the two. "She was on the phone with the teacher and asked for the student and parent numbers."

The three teenagers closest all glanced at one another, knowing they were all in different classes but were still involved with one another.

"Who's teacher?" Ochaco asked.

*SLAM* "WWWOOOOOOOOOOO! THERE'S MY STAR!" Cueball came bursting into the room, wearing what could be confused as a biker outfit but still had the eight ball logo on her jacket. She made a beeline for Izuku, giving him a quick hug before looking over to the others who were all aware of her presence now. "Now I know I'm not supposed to play favorites, but how can I not when he's the only one from my class to not just get into the second event, but win first place! Not to mention winning me all of the bet money I put on him."

She whispered that last part to Izuku personally. Just how many bets are going on around him without his knowledge?

"Huh, I must be early. That doesn't happen often." Cueball noted as she scratched her cheek.

"Why do you say that? It started like ten minutes ago." Izuku mentioned glancing towards the clock.

"I was under the impression that everyone and their mother was coming." She joked, getting a good chuckle from seeing their faces.

"...Who else is coming?" He asked with a dreaded feeling coming up his system.

"Weeell, at least all of class A and J, maybe some from D."

"S-seriously?! That's literally a class from each department besides support!"

The room they were in, it could only hold so many people. Looking around it was already starting to get a little packed. Maybe they could fit in a few more people comfortably, but sixty people?!

"Relax." Cueball patted Izuku's curly head. "You're about to learn a thing about impromptu business negotiation. Only one room was reserved right?"

"Y-yeah."

"But now we see we need something closer to an event area. Is there anything like that here?"

"Yes!" Eri piped up. "They have a big room where you can pet the sting rays, manta rays, coral, star fish, and-"

"Ok!" Cueball matched her excitement, taking over the conversation before it could get too sidetracked. "So, if we want to get that room on short notice, what's something we can bargain with?"

"Money?" Himiko suggested.

"A private tour of a famous city!" Eri exclaimed, Izuku tucking the omnitrix behind his back.

"I don't think we can offer the second one." Cueball seemed to actually consider the ideas. "Also, they would be in a better position to demand more money for the room for such short notice. Especially if they have to cancel another group's reservation. So, what else could we provide for them that would benefit the business that would cost little on our end?"

"Publicity!" Izuku finally realized.

"Bingo! And who better to help get this place some attention than the recent winner of the first year sports festival? Not to mention it looks like we've got a couple other popular faces here."

Cueball's gaze landed on Himiko, who was very confused with this development.

"Wait, you mean I'm popular? Like the real me?"

"Well yeah!" Cueball pulled out her phone. "Everyone knows now you're that super controversial streamer who impersonates heroes. How come you're not aware of this?"

"Hmph. I got grounded for 'antagonizing the number two hero on live television.'" Himiko grumbled.

"Which was totally reasonable." Izuku jabbed, Himiko deciding to 'accidentally' dip her hair into his pickles. He gave her the stink eye, using Himiko's sleeve to wipe the pickle off of her purple mud. "Gross."

"There's also Eijibro, Pony, and Mina!" Eri added.

Cueball happily accepted her answer. "That's right! The more big stars we have the better chances of our bargain working!"

"Shouldn't we wait for a little bit?" Izuku asked. "Depending on who shows up next, we could have other people who placed high up in the festival."

"That's a good point." The heroine somewhat agreed. "Though we need to decide fast, the later we wait for this place to fill up the more desperate and uncoordinated we'll look. This is a common thing in business and life, things can go either way, and if you want to wait and see if you end up with a full house of cards or having to bluff your way through there's going to be risk. So, the question to ask right now is are you comfortable enough to play your current hand?"

"What does she mean?" Eri asked her siblings.

"She's comparing life to card games." Himiko quickly explained in simple terms.

"She does that a lot." Izuku muttered, pulling out his notebook and adding that to his growing list of fun facts to Cueball's list.

"Heeyyy!" Denki walked in, then another, and two more with Jiro in the center of his entourage. She didn't seem like she had much energy, but she still smiled when Eijiro and Mina came to greet her. Each of them were wearing their own set of clothes, but all the Denki's wore matching shirts under their jackets with numbers in the shape of lightning on their chest.

"Looks like our third place winner, or winners? Showed up." Cueball smirked, seeing the development. "This is what I mean, if you wait for the odds, things can go in your favor."

The Denki with the number one came up, holding an envelope and two posters in his arm and handing it to Izuku. "Here man. My parents wanted to come but they couldn't make time in their schedule. Same with Kyoka's, but they wanted to still let you know they appreciate what you've done for us so here."

The first poster when Izuku unfurled it was a one of a kind print of Mrs. Kaminari, aka the Electrifying Hero Spark that was signed with a personal message. 'For Izuku Midoriya, winner of the first years sports festival. You're super power is finding strength in everything and everyone around you, and you just so happened to help my son be stronger than ever, including in his studies. If you ever need anything, my agency is at your service. -Spark'

"It even pops under a blacklight." Denki boasted, holding out the envelope with the other poster. "These are from Kyoka's folks. They're in a pretty rad band and decided to give you this unlimited backstage pass ticket that lets a car's worth of people in. Though it is in your name so you'd have to be present."

"Wow." Izuku unfurled the poster, now his first band merchandise ever.

Himiko whistled, not out of jealousy for free stuff at all. "I didn't even know they made tickets like that."

"They don't." Cueball mentioned. "Usually close friends or family members just get individual passes for each show. This is a really big step into getting connections. They may not be in the hero business, but if you have any kind of influence over any industry you can usually work your way through to an agency with connections to them."

"Huh." Denki hummed. "Never thought of it like that."

"Since when do you think?" Himiko teased. "I mean, you still haven't figured out how to pull yourselves together."

"We haven't even tried to be honest." Denki waved back to his other selves. "We tried playing a co-op game last night, super fun. Got Kyoka to laugh a couple times when we kept yelling the same commands at the same time."

Instead of being a stereotypical girl who would focus on the fact that he was with Kyoka last night, her inner gamer had to jump out. "Oh! Which game did you play?"

"Old school COD Zombies."

"So." Cueball got Izuku's attention again. "What's your call?"

Reexamining the crowd, Izuku saw that the room was almost at its comfort limit. Between all the hero students and the fact that his family frequented this place so often, they might have just enough. "Ok, let's gather up our friends."

"Which ones?"

"AAAH!"

Izuku was getting used to Reiko's jumpscares. He wondered how well that would translate to watching horror films without flinching. "Hey! I didn't know if you were coming or not since you didn't respond to your text."

"I'm grounded."

"And you were allowed to come here?"

"No."

"Ok…well if you could get everyone that was in the sports festival to come with us that would be great."

"Sure, but can I ask why?"

Cueball took this moment to cut in, loving the devious plan coming together. "We're going to try and get a bigger room through legal interrogation tactics."

"Ooooh!" Himiko smiled widely as everything clicked. "In that case, I know exactly what will get us that room."

"Pweeeeaaaase? I wanna show everyone the fsh." Eri pleaded with her teary eyes to the employee. The blue translucent skinned girl with jellyfish stingers for hair was on the breaking point.

"Come on Jelly girl!" Himiko morphed into another copy of Eri, doing the same face that doubled the pinch on the employee's heart. "We wanna make lots of fweinds!"

"C-come on Eri, t-twelve year olds don't talk like that." The jellyfish girl tried to get them to stop, but they kept doing that damn face! "B-besides! The only person who can m-make decisions like that is the boss!"

"Then who's your boss?" Cueball causally asked.

"I-I can't reveal that."

"Hmm." Cueball leaned on the counter, staring off at the woman. "That sounds pretty fishy."

"HA!" Mina couldn't help but let out a laugh, the Denki's all snickering in the background.

"Buuut." Cueball got up, glancing at her phone as if she was checking her texts. "We are going to have a lot of individuals from the hero course here, and if this becomes a class activity then they would have to send a teacher to supervise. And do you know who teaches heroics at UA?"

That got a reaction from the woman. "A-All Might?! He's coming here?!"

"Pretty sure Aizawa sensei is the one who does actual teaching." Mina whispered to Pony, who had to admit that was the truth. All Might was more of a hands on experience teacher.

Instead of directly answering, Cueball pushed once again. "So are you sure you can't get us that room even if All Might could share some of his precious time here?"

"L-let me speak to my boss!" The jelly girl rushed away, leaving the group at the front desk of the aquarium.

"Well this is going pretty well." Cueball hummed in delight, seeing the frozen look on Izuku's face. "Kid, what's wrong?"

"Twice." He muttered. "I've met All Might twice in person but I never asked for his autograph."

All of Izuku's close friends gasped in horror, realizing what this meant for him.

"It's alright!" Pony tried to sooze him. "You were under a lot of stress both times!"

"I'm a failure as a fan."

"Dude!" Eijiro tried to shake him back to reality. "He works at our school! I'm sure you'll see him again!"

"I kept trying, but I can never find him."

"Those weren't the best moments!" Mina tried to justify his actions. "I mean, it would have been inappropriate at USJ or the sports festival!"

"I have no right to utter his name."

"That's going to far!" Denki yelled.

"Cueball" A deep intimidating voice spoke, lumbering footsteps approached from a large metal door in the back behind the desk. Cueball winced, knowing exactly who that was.

Out of the doorway came a literal killer whale, wearing a sharp white suit with a salmon pink tie.

"G-Gang Orca?!" Pony yelped. "He's the boss?!"

"How come I didn't know this?" Cueball narrowed her eyes at the much taller man.

"You're information gathering skills aren't as impressive as you make them out to be." The current number ten hero spoke with his sharp gaze on the woman. "So, my underling says you promised All Might?"

"W-well." Cueball tugged the collar of her jacket. "Not exactly promised but-"

"So now you're assuming you can use All Might as one of your cards because you happen to work in the same building?" His eyes scoped out the many students with her, further provoking his anger. "Not to mention using children."

The man was ruthless, making the other students question wonder just why he was so cruel to her.

"Now hold on!" Cueball stood up to him. "I was personally invited to this party! Where my student managed to beat every hero student!"

"I would hardly call it that." Gang Orca huffed, then turned to the three Midoriya children. "No offense to your accomplishments, but we can both agree that you were incredibly fortunate for the circumstances to align with your goals. A risk you should not put your life on. Something this woman would never teach."

"Is that anyway to talk to loyal customers?" Cueball took a step in front of them. "As I've been made aware, these three have contributed a lot to this…place of yours. I mean it fits the theme but why do you actually own an aquarium? I know it's not your agency."

"Everyone has a hobby, I just happen to run a successful business on the side of my real work."

"Pst." Mina whispered to her friends. "Do you think that they used to date?"

"Maybe?" One Denki mentioned, the other shrugging in agreement.

"I see it." Himiko said.

"I think it's more of a work rivalry." Izuku muttered. "Both graduated from different schools and have different hobbies, so dating in their youth is unlikely. If they really did date at some point, then wouldn't one of their ideas be to visit an aquarium early on? Either Cueball would have played to his interests or Gang Orca would have shared his hobby. Also Gang Orca would have used it as a conversation topic regarding business at some point and asked for some advice, even if he didn't need it. All of that on top of the fact that neither seem to be physically attracted or disgusted by the other, which are signs of some shared intimacy as either longing or regret."

After finishing his analysis, Izuku now realized everyone had stopped talking, including the arguing pro heroes.

"Dude, what the cuss?" Eijiro leaned towards his bro.

"Yeah!" A Denki shouted. "Since when did you get so wise in the way of the babes?"

"Way of the babes?" Jiro gave him a critical eye.

"I have to agree." Mina finally blinked after witnessing the scene. "You never showed that much interest in others' love lives. Including hero gossip."

Ochaco agreed with her full heartedly. "I thought you would have avoided it, after, you know."

"Maybe he's going to be a detective like not Dad." Eri guessed.

"Yeah." Himiko chuckled. "I can see it, maybe after finally figuring out who has a massive crush on him earlier he's starting to understand-"

"HE WHAT?!" Pony shouted at the top of her lungs, her whole body practically glowing red. She grabbed Izuku's shoulders, shaking him back and forth as she demanded an explanation! "Izuku! WHO DO YOU THINK HAS A CRUSH ON YOU?! I NEED TO KNOW!"

"HAHAHAHA!" Cueball slapped the front desk, unable to hold back her laughter. "I can't believe some of you thought I would ever date that guy!"

"While your deduction points were, unusual." Gang Orca stepped forward. "They were incredibly accurate. Between your performance at the festival, your skills at deduction, and your continued interest in visiting my business, perhaps you would do well at my agency."

"Hold on!" Cueball faced the much larger pro hero with renewed vigor. "I got him first! He's my pupil! I'm going to take him for the internships!"

Now surrounded by so much attention, no number of pickles could spare Izuku from this. Out of anytime he needed saving, it was now.

*SLAM* "I AM-" All Might burst through the doors. "-HERE TO INTERRUPT THIS PARTY!" A wheezing Kendo jogged up beside him, plopping onto the cold floors to let it take in her sweat. "Also, young Kendo could use some water. She finished a predicted three hour run in just one and a half hours! Great progress young lady!"

She gave a wobbly thumbs up from the ground, plopping her limb back down as sleep threatened to take her to its realm.

"Y-yes All Might!" Izuku spoke over the rest, rushing to the nearby water fountain and grabbing a disposable cup. Once retrieving the beverage he set it beside the girl, who rolled over to dump it in her mouth.

*Gasp* "Thank *huff* you."

"Thank you young Midoriya!" All Might clasped a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Always great to see someone so eager to help."

Before anything else, a notebook snapped out in front of Izuku, flipped to two empty pages within the front. "Please! May I have an autograph?!"

"It is already signed!" All Might posed heroically, no one having noticed his rapid movement. Izuku, in full awe, turned the notebook around to see in practiced motion the large signature of the number one hero cover both pages with his insignia at the bottom. "Although, I could do better than that!"

"N-nonsense!" Izuku couldn't think of anything better than this! "I will treasure this forever!"

"So you won't come with class one A to a private tour of my tower?"

"P-private tour…M-Might Tower."

The sheer excitement was too much for him, everyone scrambling as Izuku's body began to fall towards the ground.

"Broooo! Wake up! I think ten minutes is long enough for a power nap." Eijiro's voice echoed through his head.

"If he wants to sleep let him." Reiko defended.

"He'll miss the party though." Eri's whine broke through.

"I'm sure she doesn't mind if he lays there a while longer." Mina snickered.

"S-shut up!" Pony's voice…so close.

Izuku's eyes fluttered open, looking up and putting the voice to the face, that was less than ten inches away from his own. "Oh, hey."

"...Hey." She was rigid, flinching ever so slightly at his movements.

Finally he processed it, his head was resting on Pony's lap. As nice as it was, the memory of what happened came to his mind and he snapped to attention. "Please! Tell me it was real!"

She smiled at his nerdy nature, holding his notebook out for him to check. Yes, it was there, his family heirloom for generations to come.

"A lot of people showed up." Himiko pointed towards the crowd of the much bigger room they were in. "Like, a lot."

Sitting up straight on a bench, Izuku could see the crowd. He recognized his own classmates, scattered through the others from the hero class. More surprisingly, he saw Shoto being talked to by his own mother. Oh, not Dad was here too talking with All Might and Kendo. They seemed slightly tense about something, but resolved at the same time. Toru was making new friends at the stingray pond, but there were some faces he expected to be here but weren't.

Ida, and Bakugo….actually the second one not showing up made sense.

"Excuse me." Someone he never talked to much approached him, Ojiro from class one A. "Are you doing alright Midoriya?"

"Which one?" Himiko questioned.

"Oh, I guess it's appropriate to call you Izuku with your family here right?" He asked with a slightly humorous tone.

"Hey." Izuku greeted, getting up after passing out not long ago. "Is there something I can do?"

"Yes, I was wondering…if you had any possible powers in mind that could work for me?"

Woah, was he talking about splicing? Here, now? His friends shared his surprise, well Ochaco actually grew nervous as she piped up.

"Me too." She confessed. "Seeing Kaminari get over his issues so fast and get so many more abilities, I was wondering if there was something close to my quirk that would get rid of my stomach issues."

Her too?!

"Hm? Are we discussing new powers Monsieur?" Aoyama slid into the conversation, eyeing Izuku with that sparkle in his eyes and something…else? Maybe he just imagined it. "I too, wish to overcome my stomach aches. Perhaps something as dazzling as moi?"

"Hey! You guys bringing up the thing?!" Toru came jogging over, shaking her hands from the water from the pond. "I know you just forgave me Izuku, but do you have something that will make me turn visible and invisible at will? It's hard to get a boy's attention when invisible."

"PLEASE!" Mineta pushed between the legs of a few others. "Give me a strong sexy body! Maybe a power to make girls fall head over heels for me! Or shapeshifting! Or unlimited stamina!"

"Hey." Tsu came up to the side.

"You too?" Izuku guessed.

"I'm actually pretty happy with my quirk kerro." The frog girl croaked slightly. "Being able to do anything a frog can do lets me do a lot."

At least someone likes their quirk.

"Hey!" Kendo called out to them. "Let's give him some space ok? He just gained consciousness. Also, I know lots of the ones who got new quirks got far in the festival but you shouldn't make such a big decision so quickly."

Splicing, what the omnitrix could do…Izuku put his hand over the watch, thinking back on how he ended up accidentally activating it. He looked at the others, knowing there were so many secrets he had to keep surrounding the device. But, when he met eyes with Eijiro, Izuku knew he could trust him. He had been the first, the one who always stuck by him no matter what.

If anyone deserved to be kept in the loop, it was him.

"Eijiro, could I talk to you for a quick second?"

"Sure man." He readily complied, Izuku giving a quick wave to his friends before stepping into the hallway alone with Eijiro. They never did see the pair of eyes watching their movements closely ever since they arrived.

"Is this about that thing you mentioned yesterday?" The crystalized teen leaned against the wall, completely serious as he leveled his gaze to the omnitrix. "A thing about the watch right?"

Izuku nodded, rotating the dial and letting the projection of aliens hover above it. "Yeah."

Eijiro took in a small huff of air, thoughtfully pondering over the consequences. "I mean, even if you used the watch to get out of that ice no one would blame you. We thought you died man."

"I don't know how possible that is."

"Huh?"

Continuing to rotate the dial, the holograms switched between each species held within. "A safety feature activated in the omnitrix. If my life is in danger, it will protect me."

"Oh, I thought it just blasted people who tried to remove it."

"That's a different thing."

"Huh?"

He just needed to stop dancing around the subject and get it over with. "You know how there are over a million species in the watch? If I'm about to die, it can turn me into any of them and let me be something that would survive."

The crystal orbs in his head widened, Eijiro stepping forward and seeing an armored looking alien displayed. "Wooah, so in an emergency you can turn into one of these guys and back?"

"It's not just for emergencies." Izuku looked around himself, scrolling once more before seeing the alien covered with eyes all over its body. "I just discovered that I can turn into any of them, at any time, for however long I want."

"...holy shit man." Eijiro uttered in shock. "So, all this time, you could have used the powers of any of these guys?"

"I didn't know." Izuku flicked the dial back down without transforming, deactivating the omnitrix. "I also apparently locked that feature, so that's why I never came across it all these years."

"What about now?"

"After the emergency function turned me into a pyronite, I decided to unlock the transformation function. I don't know where, or how I'll use it though. If I want to use it at home, I have to tell the others."

Eri would be stoked, Himiko might demand him to turn into all sorts of things, but his mom…oh boy that could turn out bad. Well, unless he started with something like a splixson. It was simple, non threatening, and its power was to duplicate itself while retaining individual consciousnesses. He could make an army and do all the chores in ten minutes.

"Anyone else?"

The question caught him off guard, Izuku unable to think of an answer to his inquiry. "Is there anyone else I should tell?"

"It's your call man." Eijiro held his hands up. "It's your secret, and it is a BIG one. But it's hard keeping secrets from people you care about, you know?"

That's right. It's been hard keeping all of this from his close friends. Hell Izuku almost felt obligated to tell the other ones he spliced that they were mixed with alien DNA. How would they believe him? What proof could he provide?

"Incoming Transmission." They both heard the omnitrix's voice, Izuku feeling some relief wash over him. "I'm going to take this really fast. Maybe Esta has some ideas on who should know about aliens."

"Ok man." Eijiro gave his bro a quick pat. "See you soon."

Smiling towards probably the most understanding person in his life, Izuku returned his attention to the omnitrix with some excitement. It had been a while since he talked to his alien friend. With a quick thought, he answered the call. "Hey Esta-"

"Izuku! I'm so sorry please just *sob*" Esta's distressed voice came over the speaker, Izuku immediately becoming concerned.

"Esta? What's wrong?"

"It's all my fault! I started asking around, trying to figure out who knew about the omnitrix but-" Esta was hardly able to speak, crying uncontrollably as Izuku's feet began moving on their own. They needed to reach her, but he needed to understand what was happening.

"Esta it's alright. Do you need me to come over and-"

"NO! Don't come here! He's looking for it!"

"Looking for what?!" His own panic was starting to rise, hearing how much fear was in her voice.

"The omnitrix! I was too careless asking about it! I asked a guy I knew who visits a bunch of planets about and somehow we got to a conversation about Earth and-" Esta was wailing at this point, something in the background rumbling louder and louder.

"He followed me, he *sniff* he made me tell him where the omnitrix was. I'm sorry! I didn't tell him you had it though!"

Someone was willing to do that much? Is this what Professor Paradox warned him about?

"What should I do?! How can I help?!"

"Run! Just run Izuku! Take everybody you can and get away from Earth! He's going to come to Earth! He's coming for the omnitrix just-HE'S HERE! OH PLEASE NO-"

There was an overwhelmingly loud noise that blasted from the omnitrix, until it was silent. All Izuku could hear was his own breathing as he stared at the omnitrix.

"Signal lost." The omnitrix finally announced.

His gut was twisting in on itself, someone was after the omnitrix, and even though Esta knew so little about it she was targeted. Whoever made her so afraid, whoever was such a threat, they were with her right now! Ignoring every warning she gave, Izuku acted immediately.

The omnitrix materialized the multi-environment suit around Izuku, the metal armor sealing him and preparing him for the volcanic world. With his adrenaline beginning to pump through his rapid heart rate, Izuku activated the teleport to take him directly to her home.

When the green light died down, he thought he was falling. All he could see out of his lenses were the dark, specks of white littering the sky. Was he in space right now? That explained the weightless sensation, but where was the planet?

"Omnitrix, where did you teleport me?"

"The coordinates of the Kraaho homeworld."

That can't be right, the planet was nowhere in sight. He could see a few chunks of rock in the distance, some pieces floating past him from behind, but none were the size of a planet. Looking around, he tried to see if the omnitrix was off somehow. Maybe he could see the system nearby-

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw hot red rocks crushed together. His mind felt blank, as he slowly pivoted his body to turn around.

There, right in front of him was a planet, torn apart with the pieces of the molten layers ripped out from under it. The surface was all around him, split up into dust that brushed against his suit. The very core of the planet was exposed, the glowing hot orb losing its life as the heat was being cooled down by the vacuum of space.

"...Esta…."

That was it, that was the Kraaho homeworld.

"Esta!"

That was Esta's home, ripped apart in an instant.

"ESTAAAA!"

The danger is real, and it's coming.

List of Hybrids (In order of splicing):

Eijiro Kirishima & Petrosapien/Diamondhead

Himiko Midoriya & Lenopan/Sludgepuppy

Kyoka Jiro & Sonorosian/Echo Echo

Reiko Yanagi & Ectonurite/Ghostfreak

Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead & Thep Khufan/Snare-oh

Denki Kaminari & Nosedeenian/Buzzshock

Any grammar errors please point it out.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 29

He sat on the homeworld, the lava veins flowing down the blackened mountains. Plumes of smoke rising from vents throughout the surface. Izuku ran his hand through the obsidian gravel, letting it fall back down to the planet that once was.

Behind him was a well structured home, large enough to be luxurious but not taking away from the beauty of this active world. Of course, that's how it used to be. Even if it wasn't the real thing, he could be here without his suit, unharmed by the volcanic activity.

This was a world, full of billions of lives.

Was.

Izuku stared at the photo on his phone when he first met Esta. The girl was wearing a thick coat lined with fur to keep warm as they tried to find a habitable place in yellowstone, staying close to Izuku the first day he wore the green jacket to get as much warmth as possible from him. It was funny, this world was apparently safer than a national park visited all the time.

Scrolling to the next one was when he met Esta's family after bringing her home. That bulky metal suit protected him against the climate they found comfortable, but that didn't prevent any hugs returning their lost daughter. There were two others, one of Esta posing to show off her homeworld just from the balcony, and one last one.

One last photo of her demonstrating her kind's flexible nature by taking a ridiculously far selfie with him.

Four photos, that's all he had to prove she existed, that the Kraaho were a species that thrived on a planet most would call inhabitable. When she was alive, he thought it was all he needed. Now he wishes he had taken so many more.

As he went back to scroll to the first one, his phone began to ring. His finger was already over the green button when it popped up, so he answered it without intention.

"Izuku? Where are you sweetie? Your friends from class haven't gotten a chance to talk to you yet." His mother asked with the bustling noise in the background.

"Hey Izuku!" Subaru's voice came over the speaker. "We need a picture man! My friends don't believe me when I tell them I'm friends with you."

"Come on man!" Kazuma was next. "There's this business I found out that will pay a bunch of money just for you to post a picture of them on social media!"

"Don't use his image for your own gain." Tanya warned the boy.

"Excuse me." Naomasa's voice was the loudest, probably having borrowed the phone from his mother. "Hey Izuku, do you just need a minute from the crowd?"

He wasn't sure what he needed, or exactly knew what he was supposed to do. "I don't know."

"That's fine. We'll make sure you have some space until you're ready to come back. Where are you at right now?"

Technically he was in the omnitrix, but the device in the real world was located in his room. "At home."

Naomasa was quiet on the other side for a few seconds before speaking again. "If I didn't have a lie detecting quirk I wouldn't have believed you. How did you get home so fast?"

Ah, right. He doesn't know about the teleportation feature.

"Izuku, can you stay there until I arrive? I'm just going to check and make sure you're ok." He sounded like he was in cop mode now. Guess being vague and giving absurd answers doesn't put people's nerves at ease.

Though honestly, he just didn't care right now. He just wanted the planet back, he wanted Esta alive.

"ok."

"Is there anyone else with you?"

"No."

"Good. Izuku, can you stay on the line for me? I'll be over in ten minutes."

It was a twenty minute drive though. But it did sound like he was really concerned right now, even if he didn't know.

Esta warned him, someone was coming who was willing to destroy an entire planet over a rumor. Was this the threat Paradox warned him of? Did the invasion from the other universe reach him already?

Naomasa would know something is wrong, he's a detective. He can't think of anything to say to justify himself, but he couldn't wait inside the omnitrix.

In a quick flash, Izuku was back in his room sitting on his bed. The real world felt…real, making it even harder to accept the reality of the situation.

"What was that noise?" Naomasa's voice echoed from his hand. Ah, he still had his phone.

"It's nothing." Izuku winced, his voice was cracking as his vision became blurry. Wiping his eyes he expected a spew of concerns from the man. Only nothing, no noise, no response, nothing. Looking down at his phone, the time stamp was stuck. The omnitrix probably glitched out the call or-

"It's hardly nothing my boy." Paradox spoke to his left, Izuku slowly turning his head to see the man giving a sad smile. "Don't worry, I've just accelerated our time stream drastically for a moment to have this private conversation."

"..You."

"Me." The man sat next to Izuku, looking towards the first place medal sitting on his desk. "Congratulations by the way. Even if you used the omnitrix only for a moment by accident you still accomplished much on your own."

"Are you going to take it?" Izuku asked, holding up the watch. "It's in danger now, so you're here to take it right?"

"The omnitrix has always been an item of great value." Paradox began to explain. "Ever since rumors of its creation spread, many have sought after it. Even a tyrannical warlord in the original universe slaughtered many just to chase after whispered words."

"Is that who's coming?"

"Oh no." Paradox smiled with relief. "Vilgax doesn't exist in this universe, and it will take a couple more years before the other one figures out how to cross the planes of existence. Even then he has plenty to keep him occupied."

While Izuku did feel his relief, he still knew there was a danger out there. "Then is it the other aliens? The one who invaded Ben's universe?"

"No, their invasion of Earth is just starting." Getting up from the bed, Paradox looked over Eri's side of the room, seeing how cramped it was with all of the posters, toys, and plushes the two both had. "Hmm, have you ever considered making the room bigger on the inside?"

Izuku wasn't even sure how that was possible, but he wasn't going to argue with the british doctor who could travel through time and space.

"You've begun to be the center of conflict." Paradox began again. "Or more specifically, you're caught in the center of conflict, either by just being the wielder of the omnitrix or intervening on purpose."

"...what should I do?" Izuku sighed, his lungs quivering as the stress began to settle back in. "Esta said I need to get away from Earth, but…"

"You don't want to leave anyone behind to suffer a similar fate." Paradox finished, Izuku grateful for that. "It's admirable, but you must prepare immediately. For they have already arrived."

"WHAT?!" Izuku jumped off his bed, stress becoming panic as Paradox plucked a gumball into his mouth to keep him grounded.

"Do not worry." The man held a hand up. "All they know is that it exists on Earth, not who has it or what the omnitrix even looks like."

Pushing the candy to the side of his mouth, Izuku did his best to talk clearly. "If you are telling me all of this, why can't you just tell me who it is?"

"Don't you want to prepare?" Professor Paradox became more serious, dropping his playful attitude. "Are you telling me you are ready to face this threat right now?"

"Um, what if I turn into something that can beat him? What alien should I-"

"What alien would you need to defeat him?"

"I…I don't know. But we have All Might! He's the greatest hero and-"

"Could he stop a planet from being ripped apart?"

Izuku was stumped yet again, the grave reality crushing his soul. He fell back onto his bed, his arms limply hanging off of his legs. All Might, as great as he was, couldn't stop something as powerful as a moon smashing into the planet. Izuku could think of a couple aliens that might stop it, but he never turned into them, how would he use them?

"You've got a lot to think about." Professor Paradox placed Izuku's first place medal over his head. "But you've beaten impossible odds before without using the omnitrix fully. How are you going to win?"

He didn't know, he didn't know what kind of threat was here, how strong it was, how it used its powers, what species it was….the glint of the metal reflected over his eye, reminding Izuku of that day. The day he won, the day that his friends helped him get so far before he had to run on his own two feet, relying on the omnitrix only when he needed it.

"It looks like you're beginning to think." Paradox's pleasant tone of voice was back, the man smiling down towards the boy. "While the previous user of the omnitrix could rush into danger many times and come out on top, there were plenty of times he could have easily handled his foe if he took some time to plan and trust his friends. That is what I'm hoping you'll do."

With those final words, the man opened his watch and left Izuku alone in his room.

Holding up the omnitrix, Izuku stared at the faceplate with his emotions more calm. Paradox was right, he wasn't ready to face whatever was here. It flew across the galaxy to Earth in ten minutes and destroyed a world in under one. Even if he had aliens he could turn into that could do those things, he never had transferred on purpose.

Beyond that, he had to discover whoever this was before they discovered him. That means he has to double down on keepin the omnitrix a secret, which was going to be very difficult given the fact that there was a villain organization that was already aware of it.

What else could he do? What other resources could he use? What else did Professor Paradox mention? Take some time to plan and trust friends…trust his friends, he already did….Actually, there was just one friend who knew the whole truth right now.

Eijiro, he had one friend who knew the most but even he was unaware of the danger. Telling his Mom? No way, she would try to find the most secluded place on Earth for them to move to. Maybe she would even try to convince him to teleport them to a different planet…that's if she even believed aliens were real.

Who would help him and believe him?

*knock knock* "Izuku? You in there?" Naomasa reminded Izuku that time was normal again.

"Come in." Izuku spoke up, the detective soon entered to check on the boy.

"Something happened, didn't it?" The man cautiously probed, sitting down just where Paradox once was.

Too much happened, that was the problem, but all he could do was nod, his eyes still fixated on the omnitrix.

"Does it have to do with that?" The man pointed towards the watch, getting another nod.

"How accurate is your quirk?" Izuku finally began to open up, Naomasa taking this as seriously as he could.

"It really just depends on how straight forward the answers are, and what the person really believes to be the truth. If the person I'm questioning doesn't fully believe their answer, or they give an answer against what they truly believe, then it'll trigger my quirk."

"What if someone were insane? Like they believed they were being haunted?"

The man clearly was being put off by the questions. Yet Naomasa's experience and his earnest desire to help Izuku weighed far greater than the bizarre subject. "It still comes off as true, but it feels scratchy. I once responded to a call about someone overdosing on drugs, and to them their hallucinations were real. Even though I knew they were telling me the truth, those truths felt different, scrambled, or unstable. It's hard to explain but it is completely different than when someone fully understands the reality of the situation."

Izuku began to collect his thoughts, there was literally no better person he could think of who had investigative resources, who would help, and most importantly believe him. Naomasa waited patiently, knowing this line of questioning from the boy was directly related to whatever troubled him. Finally, Izuku took the leap of faith.

"There's someone after the watch. Someone very powerful."

Truth.

Naomasa's eyes widened, his heart rate jumping slightly. There was only one person in his mind that was relevant. "How powerful?"

"More powerful than any villain I ever read about."

Truth.

The man leaned forward, hoping he could have kept this from Izuku longer. His silence beckoned Izuku to continue, and what better way to break the ice than to reveal the answer to one of humanity's greatest questions.

"Aliens are real."

Truth.

Not muddy, rough, or falling apart at the seems truth. This was straight truth.

"Ok." Naomasa followed along, not believing it himself quite yet but never before had he met someone who made his quirk react this way over sci-fi. "How do you know?"

"I've met them."

Truth.

"I can turn into them."

Truth.

"And now one that shattered a planet is after me."

Truth.

It was like he was trapped in a bell, one after another each truth rang clear as day to Naomasa's quirk. This, was not All for One. It was something else Izuku was worried about.

"Izuku, I'll be honest. I never really considered the idea of aliens to be real but I can't deny the fact that you fully believe they are, more than anyone I met. Whatever evidence convinced you of this, whatever makes you believe there is someone that dangerous after you, please show me."

Nodding, Izuku held up the omnitrix, ready to show the man everything he needed to get him on his side.

Walking up her apartment stairs, Kendo was thinking back to the party. It was concerning how All Might's friend just up and left to check on Izuku, but All Might assured her that if there was trouble he would have contacted them back. She hoped her classmates didn't overwhelm Izuku to the point he had to leave so suddenly.

Clicking her key into the worn out lock, she sighed as it fell off. Damnit, she's been trying to get the landlord to fix that for months! Using the useless handle for a door that was hardly sealed off from the elements, Kendo opened the door to the place she calls home.

Too bad it didn't look like a home.

Thrift store furniture with paint chipped all over, water stains all across the ceiling, carpet that was frayed around the edges, and don't forget the rusty kitchen appliances with a dollar store cooler serving as a fridge.

"I'm home." She called out as she took her shoes off with one hand. "I managed to get a good amount of leftovers from the party. The Midoriya family is really generous."

"That's…wonderful…sweetheart." A woman came out of one of the bedrooms, sitting in a wheelchair with very frail limbs. Her red hair was kept short, her sunken expression doing its best to smile at her daughter. She wore a simple comfortable outfit, one with large sleeves to be easy to change in and out of. "What…did they…serve?"

Her voice was weak, and she had to take multiple breaths just to utter a sentence.

"A little bit of everything." Kendo began unpacking some salad. "Though no pickles, Izuku ended up snacking on them all." She chuckled to herself over that.

"He…seems…like a…good friend."

"Yeah, it feels like we keep overwhelming him with helping our quirks. I wanna ask for more with mine given how…you know."

"It…wasn't…your fault." Her mother came over, resting a shaky hand that was practically skin and bones onto her daughter's. "You…didn't know…you could…do that."

Kendo bent down, giving her mother a light hug. She had to be careful, otherwise she might have to take her to the hospital for a fracture. Kendo loved her mother so much, she did her very best to raise her despite hardly being able to do so much. The woman never talked about it, looking through a few photo albums easily let Kendo know why her mother was in such condition.

It was because she was born, it took so much out of the woman.

"I…wish…your father…was here…he..knew how…to use…his quirk…so well.."

Kendo tried not to think about her dad. She never knew him, and they never heard from him. But no matter how much they talked about it, her mother never denied her love for him, always justifying leaving them. Even if there was a chance he simply died in an accident and they never found his body, her mother was convinced nothing could kill him.

Holding up her hand, Kendo was about to manifest her quirk to help with preparing a couple of plates, but held back. She hadn't used her quirk since her fight with Jiro, unsure if she would rip something apart instantly.

"Did he ever tell you what his quirk really was?" Kendo asked, grabbing two bowls to put the food in.

"No…he never…talked too…much about…it."

The apartment had thin walls, and a thinner door letting them hear footsteps approach the door.

"I hope it's the landlord." Kendo grumbled. "It's about time-"

*click*

Someone had a key to the apartment, coming in without notice. Kendo immediately on edge felt her quirk start to manifest around her hands. Yeah, it was illegal to use your quirk in public or on others, but the courts almost always leaned towards those who act in self defense.

Opening the door, a man who she had only seen in photos opened the door. He wore a crisp navy suit with a black button up shirt that held tiny white specs on it. His hair was a jet black, short and shaved to be only an inch in the air. Those eyes though, rivaled the blue that Reiko had in her own.

Kendo wasn't sure what was more surprising, the fact that her father just showed up out of the blue, or that he didn't look like he aged at all.

"Hm, this place needs some maintenance." He mused to himself.

"That's all you have to say?" Kendo came up, her quirk starting to flare around her hands. "You leave my mother, alone to raise me, and-"

Pretty much ignoring her, he lifted a single finger. A brilliant blue light shimmered over the apartment, and the results made Kendo's jaw drop. Everything was fixed, made better than new with intricate details turning everything into a piece of art.

"Welcome..home." Her mother tried to stand up to greet him, only to fall forward. A field of energy caught her, slowly lifting her so she could sand on her own two feet.

"The years haven't been kind to you have they?" He warmly came up to her, running his fingers over her arm.

"And they….still…ignore you.." She tried to tease him back, as overjoyed as her body allowed.

"Why are you back?" Kendo demanded, her fists shaking to control the anger rising to the surface. "If you were ok, then why couldn't you send anything? Any kind of message that you still cared?! IT WOULD HAVE BEEN SO EASY, BUT NO! YOU JUST RAN OFF SO DON'T EXPECT-"

"Itsuka." Her mother spoke in a dark tone she had never heard before. "Let him speak."

His demeanor was still calm, not even flinching from the fit of anger. "I guess it is strange. But before I explain my absence, allow me to make up for it."

That hue of energy he had fine control over enveloped her mother, filling her with life beneath her skin until she was able to stand on her own two feet. As he let go with his powered grip, his smile widened as she was healthy again, healthier than Kendo had ever seen her before.

Ok, maybe she was willing to hear him out.

"You can let the furniture go."

What furniture? Turning around, Kendo nearly dropped everything that was in her quirks grasp. Without even knowing, she had levitated almost everything that wasn't bolted to the ground. Luckily, he was there to catch everything in his own power, putting it all back in a swift and precise manner.

"Your powers are growing faster than you can control." He noted with pride. "It's a good thing my business brought me back here."

"And what exactly is your business?" Kendo asked with less aggressiveness, but still skeptical.

"Itsuka." Her mother brought her over to the couch. "You might want to brace yourself for this."

"For what?"

"Itsuka." Her father created multiple balls of blue energy, details filling over the outside to make intricate landscapes. "Where to begin…ah, tell me, do you believe in aliens?"

"...why does that matter?"

"Oh it matters so much, but it looks like I'll have to start from the beginning. Explain where I'm from, what I do, what I am, and most importantly what you are."

They stood on the landscape, overlooking a world with towers that intertwined with one another. The architecture was, in a word, impossible. The sky was a light emerald mist with ocean blue rock lining the pathways. Silver spires decorated the area like roots, the buildings practically growing from the ground.

Naomasa, could not find a logical explanation for this….alien existence.

It was certainly a better sight than the last one.

A planet, one that wasn't just broken, but met the description that Izuku gave.

Ripped apart.

"Is there anything else you want to see?" Izuku asked beside him.

"No no, I've seen enough."

Shielding his eyes from the flash, the detective found himself back in Izuku's room, the boy sitting back down on his bed. "I don't know what to do."

"You and me both." Naomasa uttered, looking back to the notebooks on Izuku's shelf. "So, do all of these aliens exist in this universe? Or are they only from the one the omnitrix came from?"

"It's a mix." Izuku answered. "With some others being similar but not exact."

Where to start, Naomasa paced back and forth, solving the mystery of how to help locate and neutralize something so…powerful. Hopefully they did this through indirect means. Some alien bomb planted in the surface that they just triggered.

But…if they held that much raw power…

"Izuku, could you compile a list of the aliens that might have the strength to do something like that?"

The boy immediately complied, grabbing a couple different notebooks and stacking them on his desk. He hated to work Izuku like this, but speaking from experience, he needed to stay busy to stay sane.

"Once you're done, send me a text and I'll come pick up the list. Just to be on the safe side, we want no digital trace of this."

Naomasa pulled his phone from his pocket, ready to text the One for All group about the update…but was that the smart thing? All Might was already focused on All for One, and he needed all of his strength for that. But who stronger to ask to help? Either way, he would come rushing to battle if they needed him. Trying to convince him aliens are real might be more challenging than they hoped. Nezu? Maybe, but only with Izuku's permission.

They needed to get someone who could work quietly, who could be trusted, and wasn't going to dismiss the idea of aliens. "Izuku, once you're done with that list start thinking about who you want to know. I'm not going to force you to tell this secret to anyone, but I do recommend thinking about others you might want to help us."

"Ok."

"After that…do your best to get some sleep." Naomasa sighed, knowing it probably wasn't going to be easy for the kid. "Eri doesn't suffer from night terrors anymore right?"

"Not often, but about every month."

So there's probably some sleep medicine in the house. Good, he's gonna need it.

"No matter what Izuku, I want you to get to bed at nine. It might be hard, but please try to."

The boy silently nodded, and Naomasa really hoped he could do more to help. He wasn't a therapist though, but maybe he needed to find one that could keep this secret and believe them.

Ok, League of Villains on top of All for One AND potential alien threat. Way to keep the workload light enough to actually spend quality time with the Midoriya family.

Pony sat on her bed, laying face down as she buried her face in her pillow. There was a chance Izuku found out about her, or maybe he found out about a different girl liking him! He had avoided dating topics like the plague and it was understandable, but now he was starting to notice that stuff. Did he notice her? She kind of hoped so but she didn't want it to happen so suddenly!

If it was someone else he noticed, would he pursue them? Who could it even be?! Reiko? She is clingy to him. Uraraka? No, he just forgave her. Kendo? There was a chance…and if that was true then she couldn't compete with that. Literally, in a competition Pony lost to her.

All of this is still assuming that Izuku was open to dating again, which she still didn't know. AND NO WAY WAS SHE GONNA ASK HIM! THAT WOULD BE A DEAD GIVEAWAY!

"Uuuggh." She whined, tossing and turning as she flopped around on her bed.

"Hey sweet cheeks." Her mother came in without warning. "Woah, someone's stuck in a haystack. What's going on?"

"...Boy problems."

"Uh huh, imma need a little more info than that."

Rolling to face her Mom at the door, she began to explain her tale of woe. "There's, someone I like, but he had a bad experience with dating. I didn't want to push anything until I knew he was ready. I think there could be someone else that likes him but I don't know."

"So you wanna get the jump on him before someone else can."

Her pleading nod was all she needed to express. The pro hero came over, sitting on the corner of the bed as she stroked her daughter's hair. "Alright, so how often have you two done stuff together without others around?"

"I mean, all we did was do some studying, watch some movies, play some games, read some comics, write All Might fanfiction and-"

"Hold up." The woman placed a hand on Pony's mouth. "So you pretty much are comfortable enough to do plenty of stuff together right?"

Pony nodded again, the mother smiling with a proposition in mind. "Then all you gotta do is take it to the next step. Just pick a date like location, but don't mention it's a date. Don't worry about anything else. Also, if you want him to make a move you gotta set it up. Don't wait for him to land the plane, give him the signals so he knows it's safe. Here's an example, if you two are sitting next to each other, just mention it's a little chilly and scoot up to him. That should get an arm around your shoulder, but if he just hands you his jacket, share it as a blanket and don't say anything to excuse it unless he asks."

Wow, that sounded like good advice. Really good advice. Are all moms this good at dating advice?

"But what kind of places should we go to?"

"Hmm." The woman thought for a moment, tapping her finger on her chin. "Well, you're both hero nerds so-"

She never mentioned Izuku! How did she know?!

"Just get the damn villain already!" They heard Pony's father shout at the television.

Her mother sighed, but still smiled warmly towards his direction. "Your father can get so heated over hero fights."

"How come he has ice breath AND intangibility! That doesn't make sense for a moth mutation!"

Huh?

Curiosity overcoming the two, they moved towards the living room where the man was trying to tell the heroes how to do their job behind the screen. Pony looked to see what kind of villain it might be, and saw something so…foreign.

The man was naked, flying around with those big blue wings. He landed on a radio tower high above the heroes, the camera zooming in to see it eating the tower so easily.

"Now he's got super teeth?" The mother pointed out. "Not to mention how is he putting that all away? He's eaten at least four cubic feet of steel by now, but his stomach isn't bulging."

"Maybe that's how his quirk is powered?" Pony offered an explanation, but it hardly seemed to actually fit very well.

"How can he fly when he's carrying all that metal in him?" Her mom sat down next to her husband, trying to understand the scene alongside the rest. "Also where's that ice you were talking about?"

"Just wait." The man held a hand up as if he was going to throw out a yellow flag.

"Stop!" Kamui Woods swung with his branch like arm to land right next to the villain. "Disrupting communications networks is-"

The villain became hardly visible, flying right through the hero and encompassing him in ice. Once the hero was frozen, the family gasped when they saw the blue moth man about to bite down on the hero's head! Fate was on the hero's side, as the villain recoiled, coughing out the taste.

Those green bug eyes caught sight of the camera pointed at him, the villain lunging towards the screen. The image cut out, the hosts scrambling to try and catch the audience up on what this villain was.

"We don't know yet the identity of this individual, but given how much his quirk stands out-"

"And his lack of clothing."

"-should help authorities identify this individual and track him down before he can…eat things? While all heroes that have faced him so far have failed, luckily no severe injuries have been reported as of yet. Still, if you see this person do not approach them. They are clearly dangerous and capable of-"

"Bah!" Pony's father booed at the reporters. "I bet Cow Lady could take him out!"

"Oh how sweet." The heroine gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "What do you say Pony? You wanna do your internship with me while I'm here and take out this guy?"

Pony normally would jump at the chance, but the image the news displayed was the only thing she was focused on. The villain demonstrated tons of powers, had a strange appearance, and most notably, the same symbol as Izuku's watch at the center of its chest.

Ok, wow, another chapter done. I haven't written this much this fast since the USJ chapters. So I'll save time answering questions by stating some commonly brought up things.

One, this chapter establishes Viglax is not the one that destroyed Esta's homeworld. Two, Izuku must still keep the omnitrix secret. Three, I will not splice Tsu with Bullfrag. She already has all the alien's powers and more like camouflage and storing things in her stomach. Four, I won't give Izuku the ultimatrix. Five, I'm not going to have him solve everything by turning clockwork or Alien X. Also, I don't think clockwork is powerful enough to turn back time for an entire planet. Maybe at most a street.

List of Hybrids (In order of splicing):

Eijiro Kirishima & Petrosapien/Diamondhead

Himiko Midoriya & Lenopan/Sludgepuppy

Kyoka Jiro & Sonorosian/Echo Echo

Reiko Yanagi & Ectonurite/Ghostfreak

Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead & Thep Khufan/Snare-oh

Denki Kaminari & Nosedeenian/Buzzshock

Any grammar errors please point it out.

Credit for helping me make this story goes to Animeguy1101

Chapter Text

Master Control

Chapter 30

Numbly brushing his teeth, Izuku stared at himself numbly in the mirror. It felt similar to USJ, only this time it was far worse. That group of villains that attacked USJ, they did some damage yes and were really scary to fight against. Seeing Reiko bleeding from the throat, Kyoka standing next to him in the rain watching herself die, a building collapsing around them, seeing a monster breaking his unbreakable Eijiro, a villain who could turn people to dust with a touch rushing towards him.

This time, he only heard a panicked call. As soon as he got there it was already over. He never met the threat, he never saw anyone die, but he was more terrified than ever. Now what was he supposed to do, go back to school and act like everything was normal?

His family already knows something is up, he woke up to Eri snuggling his body on the floor for some reason. The last time she clung to him in his sleep was after USJ, but he wasn't on the ground. Naomasa warned it might be harder to sleep, but somehow he completely blacked out. Izuku expected nightmares, but instead there was nothing in his dreams.

After all of that sleep, he still felt kind of tired.

"Ah." He flinched in pain. Taking out his toothbrush, he tried to locate the source of the pain with his finger. He nearly cut himself pulling out the shard of metal…how did that get there?

Wait, couldn't he tell his family that Naomasa knows his secret? I mean, leave out the part about an alien that was after him but other than that….He didn't tell his family about Esta yet.

*KNOCKKNOCKKNOCK* "Stop hogging the bathroom already!" Himiko yelled outside the door.

Speaking of family.

Throwing the scrap into the trash, Izuku spit out the toothpaste and mentally commanded the omnitrix to get him into his uniform. For as powerful as the watch was, he ended up using it for really mundane tasks.

"Fine."

"Ok everyone." Eraserhead slinked out from under the desk. "You had your chance to show off for heroes. This list is how many noticed you and want you along for the internship program."

The board displayed a list of names, alongside a series of numbers.

"How come Bakugo got the top?!" Mineta cried. "He gave u-"

The fiery glare from the explosive blond shut the boy up instantly.

"I'm not really surprised by the results though." Mina pointed out. "I mean, it's pretty much the same as how high we placed in the sports festival. Give or take a couple of places."

Momo rose her hand, seeing a particular name alongside their own. "How come Izuku's name is up there?"

"He won." Eraserhead simply replied. "Part of the purpose of the sports festival was to reevaluate our student body arrangement. If the hero students are lacking compared to those in other courses, they could be swapped out."

He got the correct reaction, dead silence. "That's right, someone who wasn't in the hero course placed higher than all of you, so don't think you can slack off."

*knock knock*

"Speaking of, it looks like he's here." Stretching a single strand over, Eraserhead opened the door for the boy. Immediately he knew something was wrong, the boy held himself in a way that was not what he expected for someone who won first place.

"Do not crowd him. He's here to finish up his assignment for the business course and help his assigned partners find and pick an agency to intern with. If he has some spare time and states he wants to help anyone else, then you may pester him."

A hand rose from the class, the well known tail martial artist asking a question on many minds. "If it's ok, could we also discuss the chances of getting new quirks?"

"I highly do not recommend it at this time." Eraserhead quickly cut off others who were eager to join in. "These heroes you're going to intern with took several things into account, including how well they believe they could teach you how to use your quirk more efficiently. If you show up with something completely different than what they saw on television, it will complicate things and get unnecessary attention. Unless of course you want to give up your chance to work with real pro heroes and play catch up with new powers."

"Didn't they adapt incredibly easily to their own?" Tenya Ida shot his hand up in an uncharacteristic manner. "All of us have witnessed how swiftly Jiro, Kaminari, Yanagi, and even yourself have easily adapted to your new abilities granted by Midoriya. Even if it's giving up this moment to work with heroes, the earlier we receive these benefits the more time we will have in training to hone our potential! Midoriya, you see my point correct?"