Today we were supposed to train our quirk. Ha funny thing. How do you train a mutant quirk or All of creation anyways?

With that in mind It thought that I was excused and went straight back to my room think on how I could help Kota. When all of the sudden my door was thrown open and Aizawa came in.

Aizawa: What do you think you are doing?

Me: Thinking of a way to help Kota..

Aizawa: And why are you not training?

Me: Huh?

Aizawa: You heard me right!

He came to my side and grabbed me by my shirt and began dragging me outside of the room and in front of the pussycat's.

Me: Why am I here?

Aizawa: I told you training.

Me: How do you expect to train my quirk exactly?

Aizawa: Not your quirk.

Me: You want me to fight quirkless then?

Aizawa: Exactly! You will be training with me!

Me: So in other words you want me to teach you some cool tricks with your scarf huh...

Aizawa: More or less.

Me: Okay and where are we training?

Aizawa: Right here in front of the others.

Me: Okay just give the go and I am going to end this stupid battle.

Hawks: Oh I am going to be the reverie!

Me: Okay.

Hawks: Okay both parties get ready!

I began to slightly stretch myself.

Hawks: 1

I saw Aizawa undoing his scarf.

Hawks: 2

This will be over in a second max.

Hawks: 3! GO!

Aizawa POV:

In one moment I attacked Izuku with my scarf and in the next one I was laying down on the ground face first.

What the heck?

I could feel myself being enveloped in something and although I loved being on the ground in order to sleep this was not a situation I preferred since I clearly remembered attacking Izuku.

Am I in my sleeping bag?

How did I end up in it?

Wait no, where is my scarf?

Dang it, this is not my sleeping bag!

I tried to get out of it but quickly realized that this was my scarf. I was wrapped up in my own scarf.

HOW?

All I could do was blink a few times and try to replicate what just happened but nothing could explain what the frick just happened.

Then I felt something pushing me down and in the next moment. Laugher filled the whole area. It was not Izuku who was laughing his ass of no, it was Hawks and all the members of the pussycats that were laying on the ground.

Me: And why are you laughing, like crazy?

It took some time for Hawks to stop laughing, stand up and come to my side. While he did that I could clearly see Ragdoll taking a picture from us.

Me: Was this really necessary?

In the next moment I felt a lot lighter.

Izuku: Told you this will be over soon.

I tried to get out of my own capture scarf and stand up but it was too tightly wrapped up around me.

Me: How the fuck did you even do that?

Izuku I can teach you how. It's really simple.

Me: Please do!

It took a good 15 minutes until I was free and I was confused on what just happened. Needless to say that I was impressed and proud of my son.

Mandalay: Eraserhead, you need to see this! This is how he got you!

She then showed me the picture she just took and my eyes widen at the sight of it. There was a picture of me tightly wrapped in my own scarf, laying on the ground.

That wasn't all!

Izuku had a foot on my back in order for me to not be able to stand up, he was forcing me to lay low and not move in a literal sense and then he had one end of my scarf wrapped around his hand.

This isn't normal!

How the fuck did you get better in handling my scarf!

You don't even train with this shit!

It took me fucking 6 years to manage and control it!

After I took a good look at the picture, I deleted it since she basically gave me the phone in my hand and I didn't wanted to give her any blackmail material. Plus it was embarrassing to say the least.

Izuku: Sooo ahm we will need another person for me to teach you how I did that.

Aizawa: Oh I am sure Ragdoll wouldn't mind at all.

Ragdoll: Say what?

Aizawa: You took the picture and were quite fond of it. I am sure you are eager to experience it yourself, right?

Ragdoll: Don't just twist reality like that!

Izuku: Okay. So here is what you did: You threw the scarf at me and I caught one end and then pulled you towards me while also flinging your capture gear to the right. Then I used the moment to side step you and vanish from your sight and swooped you off the ground. And then I just used the grip and quickly but softly laid him down while also making it hard for him to stand up again. That is the basic understanding. Let me show it to you in slowmo!

It took me 2 hours to get what he told me and manage to do the same thing but I still couldn't do it as fast as he did which made me even more jealous then I already was.

After 2 hours I was done with my life. Nothing made any sense to me anymore but I was eager to learn this move and use it on Zashi.

Izuku's POV:

After showing dadzawa 2 hours straight how my move worked, I left him with Ragdoll alone and erased my present to sneak out of there. It worked since no one saw me walk into the forest. Now all I had to do was find Kota and talk to him but where could he be...

I closed my eyes and began focusing on my hearing. It was sharp then ever and once I began to focus I was able to blend out everything until I heard his voice.

Found you!

Opening my eyes, I had a rough idea where he was and so I began walking to where the boy could be. It was a cave on the edge of a small cliff. There I found the boy sitting and complaining to himself. In order not to scare him, I made my presence known and began talking to him.

Me: What a beautiful view.

Kota: What the heck are you doing here. LEAVE!

Me: Hmm... I could do that but where is the fun in that?

Kota: What do you want anyways?

Me: I was just searching for a quiet place. You know I experienced my own share of tragedies.

Kota: You did?

Me: You curious?

Kota: NO!

That is a clearly lie!

Me: You know not all heroes are bad.

Kota: No. They left me!

Me: Who?

Kota: Are you dumb or what?

Me: No, I know who you mean but talking might help you!

Kota: Why do you want to help me?

Me: Because I know how it feels like to lose everything.

Kota: No you don't!

Me: I was born with a strong quirk but my mother hated me for that

Kota: Why would they hate you?

Me: Because my quirk was unique and my mom saw my real dad in it. She couldn't stand the thought of him leaving her.

Kota: But you still had a good life with it.

Me: Oh how wrong you are. My Mother and her new husband tortured me 8 years until they died in a tragic accident.

Kota: Tortured...

Me: Yes. They cut me, burned me, beat me up and refused to give me food.

Kota: That's horrible!

Me: I know right! And the worst part is that I lived 8 years as quirkless because she hated my quirk.

Kota:....

Me: After that I decided to become a hero but I was too young and so I became Siren.

Kota: You are Siren?

Me: Yes. Now Kota what you parents did was heroic and I know it might look like they abandoned you but they didn't.

Kota: How come?

Me: You see just like I decided to become a hero to shape the future in order for other kids to not experience the same thing, they wanted to shape a better future for you to live in. It's tragic that they died but in the end they fought for your happiness.

Kota: I never looked at it this way.

Me: Say Kota what do you hate the most about heroes?

Kota: They don't care what happened to the citizens or the victims of a villain fight. But I am wrong here since I heard stories about you helping them and getting them back to their feet.

Me: Not every hero is the same but we fight for the same thing. A better future and I am not saying to forgive anyone or stop hating them. I just want you to understand their perspective and I am sure that your parents are watching over you in heaven.

Kota: Do you really believe heaven exists?

Me: To tell you the truth I would rather believe in reincarnations than heaven.

Kota: Huh?

Me: You see, isn't it better to live a completely new life in a better future.

Kota: You are right! I want to make a better future for them!

And just like that we sat there and talked the entire rest of the day. In the end I could tell that he was now more open minded about heroes. When we came back none of the pussycats could believe what they saw. I was walking hand in hands with him back talking and laughing about anything and everything. They then later told me that they haven't seen him laughing in quite the while and they were all thanking me. Whereas all I did was telling him my story and what I fight for.