"Can I still be a hero?" – Talking

'Can I still be a hero?' - Thoughts

"Can I still be a hero?" – All Might's Muscle Form Talking

'One for All' – Quirk Name

"Can I still be a hero?" – News/TV

MUSTAFA ORPHAN SHELTER/IZUKU POV

My 15th birthday was last month and marked Black Bolt's first year as a vigilante, it was also the day that I had officially opened my Shelter to the street urchins of the city, now obviously I couldn't ask them to pay rent with money so instead I tasked them with a mission, they would become my intelligence service gathering information and rumours from the streets and report back to me. With this new system crime rates in Arderaan dropped from 30% to 5%. Obviously the praise went to the unsuspecting heroes, who took the praise with a brave smile. Meanwhile my investigation on the Precepts has progressed rapidly. Thanks to me busting up their rackets the Precepts and their boss 'Overhaul' were meeting to discuss the loss of revenue in the district, the perfect time to hold an ambush. Even better yet, they are having their parley in one of my bar's backrooms, yet from what I heard it is best to use lethal force on the Eight, due to them being powerful yet out of the loop in Overhaul's schemes, besides all I need is to send Overhaul to the slammer and hopefully the Eight will scatter and with them the fear of Black Bolt, rising my notoriety in the underworld. Yet there have been other changes to, thanks to my rigorous training I have the physique of a heavyweight boxer and have grown to meet the height of 6' 1'' thanks to this the girls in Arderaan have become a nuisance especially if you add my finances and good heart, I have been named the Number 1 Bachelor in Arderaan at 15.

BB-3PO BAR/OVERHAUL POV

Rappa finally arrives letting us commence our meeting.

"Alright boys listen up because I am only going to explain once, our rackets and ops in this district keeping getting busted, our money in drying up and worst of all it seems whoever is doing it all is specifically targeting us, so the question is what do we do?" I ask. Before anyone can answer three sharp knocks ring from the door, nodding Rappa goes over and opens it only to be sent flying through the room as a tremor knocks most of us over. A figure draped in a black one piece suit walks through the door and looks at the remaining Precepts.

"Hi." A blast send the precepts into and through the brick wall behind them, he than turns to face me.

"So you must be the mysterious man I have to thank for busting up my ops. My only question is who are you?" The man looks me dead in the eyes and I feel a chill brush down my spine, his eyes tell a tale of an impending doom, mine. A quick movement outside by the windows catch my attention as I turn to see nothing, looking back he opens his mouth.

IZUKU POV

"Black Bolt." My voice locks onto my target before instantly knocking him out from a sensory overload, I notice blood rolling from his ears yet my attention is sent to the window, something was interesting enough to draw his attention from me, what could it have been well anyway better call the police and fly back home for some rest.

OUTSIDE BB-3PO/ERASERHEAD POV

What the fuck. Nothing else can convey my thoughts right now. I mean I was told that the extremely dangerous Eight Precepts of Death were holding a meeting through my underworld contacts, I was going to place some bugs and tracking devices to learn more about their ops for Sir Night Eye who has been investigating them for awhile now yet this guy turns up and takes them all down in less than a minute with from what I could guess was a powerful telepathy quirk. Looks like I got to do some research of my own. My thoughts were cut short by sirens, looking back inside I notice four Precepts have escaped so I swing in on my scarf and secure the other four and Overhaul.

TWO WEEKS LATER/ UA STAFF ROOM

Well fuck. After exhausting my contacts and favours I have only learned two things, one was a f name: Black Bolt. The other was that he showed up last year in Arderaan. The crime rates were at an all time high there at 78% now they were at an astonishing 3%. According to the rumours the criminals are all terrified of facing Black Bolt so have either turned straight or left for another district, the man is a fucking ghost. I slam my fist on my desk in frustration.

"Hey, hey! What's wrong Shota?" Just what I needed.

"It's nothing Hisashi."

"Well obviously something is wrong Shota, so tell us your two best friends." A female voice chimes in instead of the obnoxious one that I thought was going to assault my ears.

"Fine Nemuri, a couple weeks back I was on a recon mission with the Eight Precepts of Death."

"So what, did it fail or something?"

"No Mic, a vigilante came in and took the all down in a minute flat."

"Le Gasp!" Both sound off simultaneously.

"The worst part is the man is a complete ghost, I don't even know his quirk, all I got was his moniker The Black Bolt."

"Well to have stumped you he must truly want to stay hidden, similar to a silent protector." This time a high voice joined the conversation sending a collective shiver down all our spines.

"Principal Nedzu, what can I help you with." I ask.

"Hm, no the better question is what can I do to help you. You see I have noticed dropping crime rates in Arderaan, and come up only with a name too, it is quite frustrating, so since you have so much free time after expelling your entire class I have decide to station you in an apartment in Arderaan where you will investigate the vigilante Black Bolt." Well as they say in France 'le Fuck'.