First Person POV Melodia

I pulled up in my brand new car, causing myself to be caught up in the heroes guarding the gates outside UA, causing a commotion as I nearly "accidentally" ran over some idiot reporters.

(A/N: picture this but with a black paint job with top up and the windows being dark-tinted. Also black leather seats instead of white)

I recognized the bastard known as Kamui Woods as he strode up to my vehicle and had the audacity to bang is fist against the window of my car, making me bristle as he was leaving smudges on the glass.

I rolled down the window before I leaned my head out, my eyes covered by a pair of sunglasses. "Yeah?" I spoke in a clipped tone.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" He foolishly snapped at me like a Karen with rabies. "And what are you doing rolling up here in this vehicle?! You are not authorized to be here!"

I laughed in his face, making him even more pissed as more heroes who were loitering around began to crowd around my car.

"Stop laughing! And get this piece of junk out of here!" That caused me to stop laughing to glare at him; I happen to like this car, thank you very much.

"Who the hell do you think you are, you brat?!" He continued, making me lower my sunglasses to glare at him.

"Your boss, that's who." I answered in a deadly tone, making the temperature drop with a tiny release of my Ren.

"Don't believe me?" I flashed out my pass, making him and the other schmucks pale at the sight of the badge I was given before coming here to oversee the exam. "Read it and weep, motherfucker."

"T-that could be fake for all we know!" I recognize the voice belonging to Death Arms.

"Wanna test that with my boss?" I challenged, getting my phone out and clicking on Karasuma's name on speed dial. After exchanging a few words, I put him on speaker as he gave the whole bunch of idiot heroes an ass-chewing of a lifetime. By the time he was done all of them, Kamui Woods and Death Arms especially, looked pale as ghosts and look windblown.

"So how about it, gents?" I asked in a tone that promised pain if they pushed their luck any further. "You gonna let me through or are we gonna get even more nasty and get Nedzu out here?"

That made them freak out and hurried out of my way, permitting me to exit my car.

"Now be a good valet and park my precious baby somewhere nice and safe," I spoke in a taunting tone, making the bootleg Groot wannabe irk at me as I tossed him my keys. "And if I find so much as a single scratch or nick on the paint job I'm taking it out with your nose." I added in a threatening tone, making him balk at me as I released a bit of bloodlust his way, making him falter in his steps before I brushed past the other dopes in capes as they stared at me dumbfounded.

"Buh-bye now~" I walked up the steps and entered the building that lead to the area I was supposed to go while Present Mic did his orientation spiel for the applicants.

Along the way, I caught sight of a female figure with a head of pale lavender-colored hair. She seemed a bit lost even though she won't say it; I decided to approach her.

"Ohayo," I spoke up as I walked up to her. She turned around to face me and almost immediately I recognized her as Kyoko Kirigiri.

It was no secret that the Kirigiris were a family, a mostly Quirkless one with a rare exception occuring every other generation, that have produced a long line of detectives even back before the rise of Quirks. We're talking a lineage that goes back to even Japan's Edo period. If you got a Kirigiri to help you on the case, you have already won the legal battle before it even started. They are that good.

And even though she is just entering high school, Kyoko had already cracked down on several (close to hundreds) cases, all of them ranging to difficult to even baffling. She had even cracked down on many cold cases despite being locked away for about a decade in the police department archives.

Her old man, one Jin Kirigiri, had hired me on to find her and keep tabs on her as she lived with her paternal grandfather, who, in my personal opinion, is a tightwad control freak who only wanted to produce a new heir to the longstanding Kirigiri line as a detective for the next generation. The reason why he didn't choose his son was because the old fart deemed him "unfit" to continue the family legacy as Jin wanted to forge his own path.

From what Shuichi and I could gather, she too is not too fond of her grandfather, much less her own father. Kyoko doesn't understand why her father can't see her, as her grandfather has taken complete custody over her after her mother passed away while she was traveling abroad solving a murder case. She suspected her grandfather might have blackmailed her father into surrendering custody to him, but she had no way to prove it. She is, however harboring bitter feelings toward her old man for not trying hard enough to keep her, thus a strained relationship coming from both sides.

Who would have guessed she would be here trying for attending UA... For some reason I pictured her in Shiketsu High than this place.

What could she be trying to gain from going here, I wonder?

My Nen suddenly perked up, like a dog catching the scent of something interesting; using my Nen discreetly, I realized like all of the other Quirkless people I have encountered, she has Nen nodes, which are just waiting to be opened. And judging from her aura, she has the potential to perhaps rival my power.

"Yes?" I broke myself from my train of thoughts when she answered me in a professional tone.

"Need some help there?' I offered as she did a once-over of my appearance, analyzing me. She raised an eyebrow at my state of dress, but didn't make a comment on it as she answered me.

"As much as I would like to deny it, I actually would like some assistance."

"I can perhaps help you with that." I responded politely. "If you wish, that is."

She nodded. "If you can, could you show me the way to the auditorium where the assembly is being held?"

I had about half an hour to kill so I figured why the heck not.

"Sure. Follow me, please."

With that we began the trek to the gymnasium where the applicants are congregating. We walked side by side, though I was sometimes a little bit towards the front as I was basically escorting her to her assigned destination. Along the way, we made small talk, a first for me as I don't usually do so unless I have to.

"So," her voice broke the silence hanging over the unoccupied hall, "name's Kyoko Kirigiri. Thank you for doing this."

"No problem." I shrugged. "Name's Melodia Shirona. You can call me Melodia. Or Shirona if that is your fancy. I don't mind either way." She raised her eyebrows at this but did not comment. I decided to go out on a limb, if only to get some intel on her old man's father. "By the way, are you by any chance related to a guy named Fuhito Kirigiri?"

Her face darkened slightly but she answered in the affirmative. "Yes. But I would appreciate it if you don't spread that around."

I shrugged. "That's fine. I understand."

She lifted an eyebrow. "Oh do you now?"

I nodded, my face serious. "You're not the only one with family issues..."

She blinked at me, surprised by the sincerity in my low tone. "If I may ask, who's your family?"

I sighed, stopping in the middle of the hallway, making her stop too. "Look, if I keep your secret can you keep one as well?" I asked.

Though reluctant, she was quite curious despite doing a good job of covering it with her poker face. "I suppose I can..."

"Well... my old name was Mizumi Yagi," I confessed to her in a quiet tone, her eyes widening in surprise as her mask broke in that moment.

"You mean... as in Toshinori Yagi, aka All Might?" It was my turn to have my face become dark at the mention of the sperm donot, but I cleared my stormy expression to answer her.

"Yeah.." I didn't bother hiding the bitterness in my tone even as we spoke in low volumes. "That's him...."

She was quiet for a moment before she spoke again, surprising me with her words, "He's not father material, is he?" She asked rhetorically.

"I suppose you would know, huh?" I asked back in a blunt tone.

"You know of my father?" She asked, not even fazed by my straightforward tone.

"Correction. I know your father." I stated.

Her eyes widened with shock. I sighed; as much as I wanted to exchange notes with her I did have to get going to meet the other trash bags to oversee this stupid exam. "Here," I slipped her a card with my private phone number written on it. "If you want to know more just hit me up with this number and we can meet somewhere and talk privately." She took the card wordlessly; I activated my Nen and, along with seeing she is also Quirkless, her emotions were a giant storm going on within her despite being able to hide them from sight. "Just don't lose it and don't go sharing the number with other people. I gotta have my privacy, you know."

She swallowed before nodding. "Very well..." her voice cracked slightly, anyone with good hearing would have heard it if payed enough attention.

"And we're here," I said, waving to the set of doors that lead to inside.

She paused as she entered halfway through the threshold. "Are you not coming in?" She questioned.

I shook my head. "No. I'm needed elsewhere."

She paused for a moment, before asking, "Are you perhaps in recommendations?"

I sighed. "Ah, don't I wish that were the case..." That would be more preferable than this line of bullshit I am stuck with because of my boss in the government wanting me to do my end of the bargain before he can cater to my conditions for teaching at this cesspool. At her confused expression I added, "I'll tell you after this is done and over with. Text me and I'll pick you up out front with my car, and before you ask," I saw her shocked expression before I tacked on, "yes, I have a valid license to drive it. Wanna know more, just hit me up after this."

She closed her mouth, her eyes having a million questions but she was calm and collected enough to comply with my request.

With a silent nod to each other, we parted ways.

I shouldered my messenger bag, a sigh escaping my throat as I headed in a different direction to meet with the examiners for this impractical test, while using En to help me navigate this damned labyrinth of a school.

Timeskip

I sat in the observation deck writing in my journals containing all of my recounts of all of the regions I have traveled to and adding more detail to the map drawings me and Rantaro have collaborated on during our off time.

(her journals and written pokedexes, including the official Hisui dex, from her travels)

(her book of maps from every place she had been to back in the other world, i.e. the Pokemon regions)

Of course I had some trouble focusing on my writing given that the bitch known as Inko was constantly trying to cozy up to me and act like an actual mother. It was taking everything in my power to not grab her by the throat and throw her through the giant windows showing all of the exam sites.

I scooted away in my chair when she tried to read over my shoulder, glaring at her venomously as she had the decency to look sad at my apparent reluctance to let her near me.

"Go away already." I snarled.

That bastard Toshinori had the gall to try and reprimand me as Inko's eyes welled up with her Krookodile tears. "Now see here, young Mizumi-"

"I thought I told you my name is Melodia Shirona." I cut him off midsentence. "You never saw me as your kid, so why start now? You're only doing it to look good in front of your colleagues. Well, I'm not letting you." I took out my vape pen, nicknamed the Peace Pipe, and took a long drag on it, letting the smoke come out of my nostrils like steam out of a Dragon-type's nose.

"Put that away this instant!" Inko made the mistake of slapping it out of my hands, making me choke on the vapor as I struggled to catch the pen before it hit the ground. I glared at her pissed off beyond belief, making her flinch visibly at my bloodthirsty aura.

"If this pen breaks, I'll break all of your damn fingers so bad that Recovery Girl has no hope of repairing them, just like she had no chance of fixing dear old Dad's little internal organ problem." I hissed at her, making both her and Ass Might pale visibly at my threat. I was seconds away from spilling the beans about his little handicap in front of his co-workers, and believe you me I'll be taking advantage of that every chance I get. Nothing like getting some payback with the blood of the person who had caused me the most physical and emotional grief. I even got the literal scars to prove it. The only reason why I hadn't sold him out to that old dusty fart in the respirator mask known as All For One is because I wanted to have my fun first before he let's his hand-job freak of a successor has his just desserts served to him. Aside from that, I got no other reason to keep him around. As I said before, I even got clearance from the higher-ups that if it comes down to a fight, I'm free to use whatever method I see fit to deal with him. And if i kill him, the worst I'm gonna get is a three month suspension and a slap on the wrist as the guys in the FBI and other government organizations will have to cover it up somehow or another just like the Koro-sensei incident. Though if it is in the name of self-defense or protecting someone I have free reign. Same thing if I run into Overhaul and/or any of his lackeys; only I got "kill on sight" orders on that front after what happened last time I encountered him.

I was torn from my thoughts when Nedzu and the others finally came in, making Inko and Toshinori take their attention off me long enough to get up and get some distance between me and them. I staunchly turned my back on them as I sat myself next to Midnight, as she was the most... tolerable out of all the other examiners judging this exam. I noticed Eraserhead's hurt expression as I noticeably avoided him; if he and the others read that note I left when I ran away, then he should know why I'm giving him the cold shoulder. Some of my knights and my Seven Sages are just biting at the bit to have a crack at him for being the cause of their misery before I found them and liberated them.

I glared when I spotted Bakugo and Izuku below in their own exam sites. I took comfort in knowing that Nedzu had actually made good on his word and had pulled their recommendations like he said the last time we talked. Doesn't ease all of the bitterness in my heart in regards to the ones who had a hand in at least two-thirds of the scars upon my body.

"M-Melodia," Inko tried again.

"Don't even call me that," I hissed venomously. "We aren't close, and we never will be, so you better address me by my surname."

"M-Ms. Yagi," Ass Might tried only to get cut off this time.

"That's your wife's title, not mine." I corrected him. "I am a Shirona. And that's final." I took another drag on my vape pen, purposefully puffing the smoke in their faces. I saw Inko lift one of her hands to use her telekinesis to take my vape pen away before I shot her a mild Thunder Wave at her, making her freeze in her tracks as her locked up.

"Try that again, I'll make it where the only parts of your body allowed any movement will be your eyes." I warned her in a dangerous tone.

"You will not vape or smoke especially in front of everyone." Inko had the gall to lecture me.

I gave her a glare before I suddenly smiled, confusing everyone in the vicinity, before I used Hatsu as I made a crater in the wall behind me as I punched it.

"Do you really want to test me on that front, you charletan whorebasket?" I asked scathingly, her face going pale with my colorful insult.

Satisfied with her fear, I took another drag on the Peace Pipe before I went back to my notebook, thumbing through the pages to reclaim my place where I left off.

I found the place I left off, where I was comparing some Pokemon regions to this world's own continents and countries.

"Let's see.... the Kanto region is basically [this world's] own Kansai region. The Sevii islands are based on Japan's own two archipelagos off the coast of Tokyo. Johto is the equivalent of Japan's [own] western Chubu region mixed with Kansai and the small addition of the eastern Shikoku region in the east. Hoenn is based mostly on the southernmost parts of [this world's] Japan own Kyushu region, and the surrounding islands including that of [this world's] Okinawa island that are ideal for Secret Bases and other attractions of Hoenn.... with Hoenn's mainland being flipped counter-clockwise at ninety degrees and the smaller islands being clustered together and circulating around it's southern side..... Sinnoh is basically a paralell dimension of Hisui if the region was more evolved with technology and more 'with the times' as Pokemon are more welcomed in many lifestyles, from various battles to the eye-catching famous Contests, and their Battle Facility, but those will be covered in another journal detailing my journeys with my companions and intimate partners.... Basically Hisui and Sinnoh has been said to be an island like Hoenn, rather than a peninsula. It takes after Japan's [own] northenmost major island known as Hokkaido, as well as parts of the Kuril Islands; Kunashir Island, which is in dispute with this world's Russia and Japan, is also included here. The region's Battle Zone is based on Sakhalin, a Russian island whose southern part was controlled by Japan during the years 1905 through 1945. Hisui's name is said to be a referece to Sinnoh's first name before it's discovery and settlement. The name change (in Sinnoh that is as there is an odd portal between Hisui and Sinnoh which is how I and my companions found the more futuristic version of the region) could be a reference when Ezochi, which is now what we know as Hokkaido before being renamed, and established as a prefecture after the Meiji Restoration. Ergo, Hisui is [likely] based on the Hokkaido region back during the Edo period and early Meiji periods before large-scale development and modernization took place. Though I have to wonder how Hisui exists alongside Sinnoh, only separated by a barrier only those of us [with certain skills and] abilities can see and traverse.... Maybe Laventon-sensei might know...."

I added a rough sketch of this world's Japan with each island circled and labeled with each aforementioned Region I have traveled to.

"Moving on, Unova, which is has been said to have a significant distance from Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and Sinnoh/Hisui, is widely based on New York City (or Yorknew City) of this world rather than a region of Japan, which is located in this world's United States of North America (or the United States of Saherta of the [other] world) between New York and New Jersey... the Alola region is based on our own Hawaii from the United States of North America... Orre is the equivalent of our own Phoenix, Arizona and part of Baja California, Mexico (word for the wise, don't let anyone from Orre name your child) .... Kalos is the equivalent of the northern half of our metropolitan France and Alderney, one of the Channel islands wbich are self-governing crown dependencies of our United Kingdom.... Paldea is theorized to be this world's Spain.. and perhaps Portugal.... aside from having the starters in my collective from said region not a lot is known of that region as we were unable to travel to the region due to [extenuating circumstances].... the Galar region is based on the United Kingdom, mostly in what we know [here] as Great Britain geographically-speaking, their cities based mostly on England and Wales.... their neighboring Crown Tundra and Isle of Armor is based on [our] Scotland and Isle of Man respectively... As for the less known/popular Regions..... the Fiore region is based on [this world's] Okayama and Hyogo Prefectures, as well as Shodo Island in the Kagawa Prefecture in Japan... the Almia region is thought to be based on Oshima and Hiyama subprefectures within the Oshima peninsula in Hokkaido and the very northern part of [our] Honshu in Japan.... the Lental Region is based mostly on the Galapagos Islands in [our] Ecuador.... the Ferrum region is based on Iriomote Island, the largest of the Yaeyama Islands in [our] Okinawa prefecture in Japan... though on the other hand, it may also be derived from Sardinia..."

I then went over and added the drawn maps of the major regions I have traveled to, making me reminisce the good old days before I was abruptly ripped away from the world I so loved and adored.....

"There we go...." I thought to myself as I appraised my artwork. "Not bad for a rough draft... Rantaro's lessons have paid off in the long run....." I then decided to kill extra time by reading my journals that detailed my adventures during the Hunter Exam, my time in Heaven's Arena with my girlfriends before we got the Mystery Dungeon games, my time facing off against the Spiders after the Yorknew Auction events, and our final stand against the Chimera Ants.

"Man... I really do miss those guys...." I thought, thinking of the Main Four, Kite, Ponzu, and Pokkle.... My heart pinged with grief for my fallen friends Ponzu and Pokkle. Damn those Ants.... I had no regrets tearing those guys limb from limb. I made Feitan look pale in comparison when I went on a rampage in Zazan's nest....

I felt another surge of aggravation as I sensed Inko trying to read over my shoulder again, replacing the guilt and sadness reserved for my fallen Hunter colleagues (even if Ponzu didn't make the cut during the Hunter's Exam).

I closed my notebook with an audible snap before turning to glare at her. "Do you mind?" I asked peevishly.

"What are you reading?"

"Something you'd wish to never see in your pathetic life," I answered truthfully, barely giving her a glance.

"It can't be that bad." Inko dismissed though she looked very offended when I called her pathetic.

"Wanna bet?" I challenged, picking a page where it detailed how one of the Chimera Ants tortured and then dismembered one of their unfortunate victims, decrypting the original language I had written it in into simple Japanese using my Nen.

"Try to get through reading this page without needing to hurl. Then I might consider letting you read the rest." I dared her, knowing full well she's not going to get through the first three sentences with the amount of detail I have put into it.

It wasn't five minutes later before she began to hyperventilate before breaking down into hysterics, crying her eyes out as she practically threw the book, where I caught it with one hand.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Ass Might shouted at me.

"She wanted to read my journal." I shrugged indifferently. "She said she could handle it, but as you can see, she clearly cannot. Not my fault she is gutless."

"Might I see that?" Nedzu asked.

"Whatever." I said, letting the rat pluck the journal out of my hands. A few other Pros gathered around the principal as he began to read and look at some of the images I add clipped in before Nedzu ended up putting the journal down with the pages facing up, his paws shaking.

I took it back and placed it in my bag as he spoke in a shaky tone, "That... was very disturbing, Ms. Shirona."

"It's an autobiography of a chunk of my life," I said taking a puff of my Peace Pipe.

"I-I'm sorry," Nedzu shook his head in denial, "but I can't believe that... the place you describe is literally trillions upon trillions of miles wide and has elements that Quirks cannot even begin to explain."

I grunted. "Goes to show what you know. So much for that 200 IQ level. I have an Alakazam with an IQ that dwarfs your own by leagues in my employ..." I took another drag before continuing. "Besides, I haven't lied thus far in regards to my ability aside from that ruse the other day, so why start now."

"But," Nedzu shook his head, "that's not possible... unless..." His eyes widened as a thought occured to him. "And yet, it would explain your rise in capabilities and sudden personality change...."

"What do you mean?" Midnight asked, her face pale as a ghost from reading what little of the journal's entries she could before she turned away to avoid throwing up.

"This story..." Nedzu spoke shakily. "Isn't from this world."

"NANI???!!!!" Vlad King gaped along with the others.

"Y-you," Ass Might was in denial like the rest of them. "You can't be serious, Nedzu!! There's no way-!"

"Then how can you explain Melodia here having no Quirk in the beginning becoming so powerful that the government treats her with such high regard and has so much access to so many resources when we don't, even as Pros."

"S-so it is true?" Inko spoke up, her voice breaking.

I decided to add the final nail in the coffin.

"Want some proof, here it is." I said reaching into my pocket and pulling out my Hunter's license.

"Allow me to officially introduce myself," I began in a voice that demanded attention. "Natural Melodia Shirona. Three-star Huntress. Mastered powers stronger than Quirks. Explored the vast majority of various Regions. Explored many ruins and landmarks and hailed invaluable treasures worth more than anyone's human comprehension. Friends with many connections of high power and caliber. And was sent back to this shitstain world because of some fucktard with an ability to send people to other dimensions." I added the last part in a bitter tone, vowing to myself to kill the guy who did this after I find a way back into my real homeworld. "I was reborn in another world after I died of starvation in this world," I sent a hard look at Inko and Toshinori who flinched under my gaze before continuing, "A nice woman took me in and raised me like her one of her own along with her nephew who I see as my actual older brother instead of the wipe and his friend who had always beaten the shit out of me and even suicide-baited me-"

"THEY DID WHAT?!" Some of the teachers shouted, their sudden illness forgotten when I mentioned my so-called brother and his best friend's sin.

I continued as if they hadn't spoken, "And thanks to the one who saved me and took actual care of me, I was able to achieve these feats you may have witnessed the other day. But what you lot saw isn't even the icing on the cake. Your puny Quirkist brains can't even begin to imagine what I am capable of."

The entire room fell into an awed silence as my aura pulsated around me, making me feel as formidable as the most dangerous Alpha Garchomp. They all had their jaws hanging like idiots.

Then Nedzu had the gall to go and say the worst thing possible in my presence.

"I wonder if we can access this world." He thought aloud foolishly.

"Thanks a lot for flipping my switch, you damn rat."

My aura became deadly as half of my face became shadowed by my bangs before revealing my eyes in a dangerous light, making everyone freeze at the sight.

My blood boiled as poisonous miasma began to form with my Ren, making the atmosphere hard to breathe (for them, not me, mind you) as dark toxin-like particles flew around me. They do not affect me, as I am also a wielder of many types of poison, both man-made and natural.

"Watch your tongue, you damned rat bastard." I snarled at him, making his hair rise in fear, like a cat's. "Lest I rip it out of your skull and feed it to the Murkrows." I dashed forward with the use of Rhythm Echo, grabbing him by his throat and lifting him high above me. "Your so-called curiosity will be your undoing." I spat at him ominously as he dangled in my vice-like grip. The heroes tried to surround me, but at that moment, my team of six: Alakazam, Meema Zoroark, Hydreigon, Grovyle, Silvally, and Zarude, released themselves from their Pokeballs and surrounded themselves around me, baring a defensive barrier to keep the heroes from interfering. I turned to them, giving Nedzu's throat a warning squeeze before I pulled out a piece of paper, written up with some help from my girlfriends, Togami, Naegi, Shuichi, and the Seven Sages.

"All of you sign this," I instructed, "or else your boss here will be no more." The contract was a binding nen-ability, courtesy of Togami's Nen. If they break the contract, they will die a painful horrible death.

Reluctantly, they did as told, Nedzu also signing off on it as well. "If any of you so much as breathe one word of this to anyone, you will suffer a painful death." I informed them, as a show of sportsmanship in warning them.

They all shuddered when I gave them the warning.

"And with that said and done," I called off my team as I went back to my seat to view the quote-unquote practical exam, "let's watch this shitshow of death and who sees who dies and who doesn't."

Timeskip.....

The exam became a total snooze fest as I watched with bitter eyes at the sight of my past childhood tormentors enter the field as they all began to decimate the robots in their separate areas. I turned away my face full of disdain as I focused on reading my journal, my back facing the window of the observatory.

Nedzu tried to make small talk with me, hoping to smooth things over from earlier.

"So, what do you think of the practical exam?"

"Kuh." I snorted, not even bothering with being polite. "Practical, my pale ass."

Everyone was taken aback by my words.

"Might I ask why you say that?" Nedzu questioned, a bit stunned by my tone.

"Because it is all biased and designed specifically for those with flashy physical Quirks." I stated in a harsh tone. "Whoever designed this had this in mind, leaving out the mind-based Quirks and forcing them into the General course and below." I gave the chimera a hard glare. "Makes me wonder, since you are on the board of education and considering you also have a great amount of influence over them, if you are purposefully forcing them into the background while you with your so-called IQ conspires to take over the world." This made the others shudder at my words as they all eyed the principal warily from the corner of their eyes as he balked at me. It is no secret after all that the vast majority of the faculty fears Nedzu to a certain degree. Eraserhead especially. Which may be why those wackos in the Hero Public Safety Commission wants him out of his seat and position in UA. Because they fear him and his potential for world domination. And competition never sat well with those suited bastards.

Too bad I won't allow either of them to take over this world, no matter how rotten it may be to it's core.

There is, after all, Volo's Plan B, should any of us who know what we are doing take matters into our own hands....

I don't want to pull a Cyrus or a Lysandre, but I agreed with both of them to an extent that the world needs to change lest it just destroys itself with it's own "ugliness." And I am willing to do just about anything for the ones I hold dear. My gang included. And Arceus forbid that my girlfriends be in jeopardy because I will invoke the holy wrath of Necrozma onto the entire land to get them back to safety. And if I had to choose between my biological family or my adopted family, my answer is obvious as a Hippowdon in a mudbath.

Do I sound like a bastard for saying that?

Maybe.

Do I care?

Not really. 

I spotted the girl from earlier, Kyoko Kirigiri, running through her field, using martial arts to get a jump on the robots and disabling them by cutting the wires with a switchblade she had hidden away on her person.

"Now she has my approval," I stated, pointing to her on the screen as she looked directly into the "hidden" camera.

"B-but what about your brother?" Inko stammered.

I gave her a dirty look. "If I had my way, I wouldn't have let him in to take the exam." I glared pointedly at Nedzu as I said this before returning my gaze to the egg donor. "But since chances are you idiots on the administration are going to let him and his rabid mutt of a friend in anyway regardless of their past actions, at least I can take comfort in beating their asses into the ground when I start teaching your little entitled and delusional brats." This made everyone fall silent as I turned my attention back to the screen, specifically where they showed Kirigiri in action as she dismantled every bot that came her way, earning her both villain and the "hidden" rescue points. She's already my favorite and we haven't seen the new class of freshmen in the hero course yet.

Then Nedzu decided to whip out the hidden Zero-pointer.

I placed a hand on my face, knowing full well this was going to be a disaster and I didn't need a psychic to tell me that much.

And my prediction held true as the Zero-pointer malfunctioned and was going rampant on the field, endangering applicants while many ran. One of whic was the ilk of that pretentious fucktard Iida. Honestly, you think the fourth generation of the Ingenium hero line would have more courage in his blood, but apparently it isn't so as he used his Quirk: Engine to remove himself from the situation along with many other applicants who were able to run away.

How disappointing.

Vlad King and some of the others turned to me, my eyes rolling as I knew what they were going to ask (read as demand) me to help them out.

"Go help them!" The teacher for 1-B barked at me, making me glare at the wannabe Dracula in spandex before answering.

"No." I responded coldly turning away from both the examiners and began to walk out of the room, as I have no intention of assissting much less involving myself with these delusional brats for any reason.

"W-what do you mean 'no'?!" Toshinori spluttered, making me nearly groan aloud at his apparent stupidity.

"Exactly that." I responded curtly, throwing a cold look over my shoulder. "No means to refuse, or deny, or disagree. You take your pick. If none of those definitions appeases you, I'm sure there is a dictionary lying around somewhere." I gave them all a critical once-over before adding, "Assuming any of you can actually read anyways unless you rely on your Quirks that much to not even try reading on your own..."

They all seemed to take umbrage at that, not liking my implication. Well too bad; I'm not apologizing.

"And besides, it seems like somebody is already taking action, unlike you." I pointed to the screen where a frog-girl was trapped in the grasp of the zero-pointer, only for Kirigiri to be disabling it by cutting a vast amount of wires with her switchblade, dismantling the bot while she called out to a guy with weird elbows to use his Quirk to help get her out as another with webbed extra limbs lifted the machine off the girl so she can get out. I noted how she unknowingly activated her Ren which compelled the elbows kid with tape inside them to obey her without question as the pressure of her Ren was, while not very widespread, it still got power behind it.

I gave the teachers who observed this with awed expressions a blank look. "As you can see, a girl like her can be a hero, and the funny thing is, she had no need of some flashy Quirk to prove it. Keep that in mind when you pick and choose your students for your homeroom classes."

With that said, I left the room, slamming the door behind me hard enough to make cracks in the ceiling appear.

Timeskip to later

As promised, I waited outside the gates for Kirigiri (she texted me shortly after I left the observatory) as applicants spilled out of the building, a lot of them looking more fatigued than others. No doubt because a lot of them had a visit from Recovery Girl and the drawback of her Quirk is taking a toll on them physically and mentally.

Some stopped and stared at me with my luxury car, but with a quick glare from your truly mixed with a dash of good ol bloodlust was more than sufficient to scare them off.

"Is scaring them off really necessary?" I turned to see Kirigiri had arrived.

"Yes." I stated bluntly before opening the passenger door of my car. "You gonna get in?"

"Yes. Thank you." She nodded before obliging.

I hotfooted it over to the driver's side, fastening my seatbelt before I started my car up, peeling out of the parking lot like a Zubat out of hell.

"Glad I put my seatbelt on," Kirigiri spoke as she clung to her seat.

I just laughed. "Just don't go throwing up in my car, chickie. I just got these seats redone with brand new leather." I pressed the gas pedal, practically flying as we sped down the road.

"Oh kami..." she muttered as I laughed like a maniac as I drove.

"Roger Rabbit, eat your fucking heart out!!" I hollered as I heard sirens behind us.

"Tell me you will pull over for them..." Kirigiri asked with worry.

"Now where's the fun in that?" I asked rhetorically. Playing GTA 5 gave me a thrill only matched by getting involved in high-speed chases in real life.

"Oh Kami, what have I done?" Kirigiri dropped her face into her hands.

Timeskip

It took some doing, but I had lost the cops before we finally stopped at a small-time diner that offered plenty of privacy, easily making it a favorite for me and my gang members. That and their milkshakes are very good.

I chuckled at the normally stoic girl's windblown expression. "How's that for a thrill ride?"

"I don't suppose walking home after this is an option, is it?" She asked in a somewhat hopeful tone.

I gave her a grin. "Nope. Too many crazies out there at that time of day."

She shot me a dry look. "I wonder if you're one of those aforementioned crazies..."

"We're all mad here," I responded cheekily as we walked over to a booth tucked in the back of the building, giving us the perfect view of the entrance.

"I take it you are a fan of Alice and Wonderland?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Of sorts," I shrugged. "The kids love it when I read the story to them at bedtime."

She raised both eyebrows this time. "Kids? A bit young to be a mother aren't you?"

"They aren't mine as in I gave birth to them. I basically adopted them. They see me both as a mother they have always wanted but never got, if not an older sister who truly cares about them..." My eyes darkened with both sadness for their situations and with anger at the ones who had made them suffer needlessly. That reminds me, I had to set up a day and time for when the girls and I raid the Shie Hassakai base and for when we need to deal with the former caretakers of the Warriors of Hope.

"But enough about that." I decided to change the subject. I leaned forward in my seat, getting her attention as she also leaned forward as both of our faces became very serious.

"Let's talk about you... I want to hear your side of things on the matter of your old man." Her face darkened slightly, making me add to sweeten the deal, "To make things fair, in return, you can ask me anything..."

Her face cleared up, giving way to curiousity and anticipation.

"First question," I said, "and I beg your pardon if this seems random, but what are your thoughts on the Kitsune vigilante?"

She paused before she gave an honest answer, "They are a respectable individual, even if they are a vigilante. I think they are Japan's babysitter and since the heroes are too busy to do their actual jobs, someone has to do it."

I grinned at her honest answer; looks like she passed the first test. "Why thank you for the compliment."

She looked shocked for a moment, before something akin to a smile touched her lips, as if she had her suspicions but can't totally believe they are confirmed.

Timeskip...

After a long talk and exchanging stories and information, we have developed something of a partnership between the two of us. Even though she knows I'm the Kitsune vigilante, she had no intention of turning me in, as her superiors, including her grandfather, want her to should she come across me.

In return, I offered her a spot in my gang, which she told me she will think about it, which I was fine with. I gave her the information about her father Jin, and given that she needed time to think about things, I told her to take her time and let me know when she reaches a decision.

After that we parted ways, with me dropping her off at her house she lives in with her grandfather Fuhito.

Judging from the bad vibe I was getting from the household, I had a feeling her decision might be made sooner than either of us think....

AAAANNNDDDD cut!!!

That's a wrap. I'm on an updating streak and I can't stop now.

This is ArtVampire signing off!

Ja ne!