"What in god's name happened here?"

This was the question that Naomasa Tsukauchi, an expert police detective in the force, asked himself as he entered a crime scene with several other police officers investigating.

He rubbed his short black hair as his black eyes saw the sight in front of him. It was a net cafe, yet there were red blood splatters in any direction he looked.

He reached into the pocket of his tan overcoat and pulled out a small notepad to write notes as he carefully stepped around bloody puddles. He adjusted his tan-colored hat and clicked a pen with his glove-covered hands and started writing things down.

"The force received the report of a missing person and reported this location to be where they were last seen... No one was able to enter due to the area being somehow sealed off. After managing to break a hole to enter the building, the police were shocked to find... this."

Tsukauchi stared at over a dozen bodies scattered along the ground with blood covering all over them. Furniture had been scattered all over the place, blood had been spilled all over the floor, bullet or weapon dents, and there were all sorts of weapons besides the lifeless bodies, each showing signs of being used.

The detective saw the chief of police standing in the middle of the room with a cold look on his face. He was Kenji Tsuragamae, a tall man whose head had the appearance of a beagle. However, from the neck down he appeared more human, as he was wearing a black suit and a dalmatian-like tie.

"Good morning Chief." Tsukauchi said as he carefully walked around a pool of blood.

Chief Tsuragame turned his head to the detective and scoffed, "There's nothing 'good' about this morning. Not ever since I saw... this, woof."

Tsukauchi couldn't help but frown, as he did agree this was a brutal sight.

"It really is horrendous..." He glanced into his notes. "According to one of the officers outside, there are a total of 16 bodies, eleven men and five women, but there was also one survivor. That correct?"

The chief nodded his head. "Yes, the survivor is the owner of this establishment. He was reported to be suffering from blood loss and is being sent over to a hospital as we speak. I don't think we'll be able to get any information from him for a few days, as it was also reported that he was screaming and suffering mental trauma when the police came in here."

"Any cameras catch what happened?" Tsukauchi questioned.

The chief shook his head, "None. We managed to look through all the footage of the security cameras here, but they all ended up having corrupted footage, nothing that we could see or hear."

"Could it have been a quirk?" Tsukauchi wondered as he tapped his pen on his chin.

"I see... Is there anything else relevant that was found?"

The chief gestured at a few investigators collecting evidence, such as blood samples and fingerprints.

"We're still collecting DNA samples as we speak. It'll probably take a while for them to sort out whose blood is who's due to the amount of it splattered around the room, woof."

The chief then pulled out something in a Ziploc bag and handed it to the detective. "But we did find that this somewhat stood out in this scene."

Tsukauchi raised an eyebrow as he received it. "A brown cloth?"

"No, not a cloth. It's part of self-adhering bandages, woof." The chief corrected.

"Bandages?" Tsukauchi was shocked as he stared down at the piece, "But... Look at the state it's in. These look way too old and worn down, and the blood on them is already dried up. Someone wearing this on any wound would just cause it to infect."

The chief nodded, "Yes, normally that would seem to be the case. However, something we've noticed is that no one in here is wearing any kind of bandages. So the most likely conclusion to come to is-"

"That it belongs to the one who caused this... right?" Tsukauchi finished.

The chief stared in silence at the detective.

"Although, I can't really say the 'one' that did this yet, can I? We don't really know for sure if one villain caused all this." The detective brainstormed out loud. "Could it have been the League Of Villains?"

The chief gazed around the room, "It's a possibility. I had my men check the cameras of the surrounding area, but supposedly they reported that they didn't see anyone come in or out ever since the day of the festival. So it may be possible that Kurogiri teleported villains inside to commit the act. They may have members with quirks to seal the area in metal and provide all those weapons."

"You don't believe the league brought the weapons themselves?" Tsukauchi raised an eyebrow.

"I doubt it. These weapons look too old and would be hard to come across, such as that mace and sword over there." The chief pointed. "I don't think they would go through the trouble to find such specific weapons, so it must be someone's quirk, woof."

"Hmm..." Tsukauchi kept writing in his notebook, "From what I'm seeing here, there seem to be signs of struggle among the victims rather than fast deaths, meaning that all they, themselves, could've attempted to fight with the villains, or..."

"They could've done this to each other." The chief narrowed his eyes.

Tsukauchi felt a chill as he heard that.

"I... That would be another possibility, as several of them are still holding their weapons, and others have weapons stuck in them. But... Isn't that odd?"

"Odd?" The chief raised an eyebrow.

"Don't you think the league would've just killed everyone themselves? Why go through the trouble of making them kill each other? And why go for the random public? I assumed they would only causing trouble directly for heroes."

The chief stuff his hand in his pockets.

"Well, we don't officially know if the victims attacked one another, but... I understand what you mean. A part of me thinks that it might've not been the league, woof."

Tsukauchi looked up at him, "Are there any other suspects?"

"We thought about the owner, but... I think it's clear to us that he didn't cause this, woof." The chief looked rather solemn as he remembered the terrified look of the owner's face when he first found him.

"Then I guess we'll make the league our top suspects for now... But I'll look more into this." Tsukauchi reassured him as he closed his notepad up.

"Thank you, we'll supply you with any additional information as soon as we can. I wish you the best of luck, woof."

Tsukauchi adjusted his hat. "Will do chief. I'll do whatever I can."

The detected slightly bowed to the chief before turning around and leaving the room. He had to leave through a just big enough hole that forces created just to get in. When Tsukauchi stepped outside, he saw the ground soaked with water with only more falling from above. He looked up at the dark and cloudy sky as he felt the cold air hit against his skin.

"That's not a good sign..." He frowned. He hadn't expected the sudden rain to arrive, which only gave him a bad feeling about the day and future events to come. He walked out under the falling water with his hands in his pockets.

"First the Hero Killer and now this? Should I have brought him up as a suspect? No, it wouldn't make sense for him to be here, these people weren't heroes..."

He stopped at the corner of the sidewalk and waited for the crosswalk symbol to change.

"The world just seems to be getting more dangerous..."

Despite the crosswalk changing, Tsukauchi was deep in thought to notice.

"I might need to tell All Might about this later..."

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~{U.A- 6:58AM}~

"And that's about it. Remember that you have your internships coming up soon. I expect every one of you to do your best." Aizawa frowned as he spoke to the full room of class representatives and vice representatives.

"Easier said than done..." Kendo thought as she rubbed her sleepy eyes. The students in the room were once again called in early by the homeroom teacher of Class-1A, but this time to discuss the results of the festival and a few other minor things.

"You're all dismissed. Class starts in about an hour, be sure that you're all on time." Aizawa finished as he stacked some papers together and carried them off.

Kendo turned to where her green friend sat but was surprised to see him not even move from his seat. In fact, his eyes looked like they lost in thought while he kept an expression of worry on his face.

"Whoa, Midoriya. Is something up?" The ginger girl asked rather concerned.

Izuku blinked at the mention of his name and turned to her. "E-Eh? What happened?"

"You really looked out of it." Kendo pointed out.

"Have you gotten enough sleep?" Momo asked worriedly as she approached her friend's desk with her bag in hand.

"O-Oh, um..." Izuku rubbed the back of his head and forced a smile. "I-It's not really anything. I-I've just been a little worried."

"About what?" Kendo questioned.

Izuku's forced smile immediately faded as he recalled his previous thoughts and put on a sad smile.

"Well... I-I heard about... Th-The Hero Killer..."

Momo immediately knew where this was going and had a sympathetic look.

"You're worried about Iida, correct?"

Izuku slowly nodded.

"Huh? What do you guys mean? What happened?" Kendo asked somewhat worried as she turned her head from Izuku to Momo.

Momo turned to her, "The Hero Killer heavily injured Iida's older brother, Ingenium... He may not be able to continue being a hero..."

Kendo was shocked, "Wait, Ingenium is his older brother? Oh no..."

Izuku could only wonder what Iida was going through right now. To think that while his friend suffered the pain of having a family member in such a state, he was off having a date with Mina without even contacting him at all.

"We should talk to him." Izuku muttered.

"He may want to be alone..." Momo pointed out.

"We still have to let him know that we're here for him." Izuku retorted as he gazed at Momo with a determined expression. He then stood up and quickly grabbed his bag.

"Where are you going?" Kendo asked as she saw Izuku start to leave in a rush.

"To wait outside, Iida always comes unreasonably early so he should be here any moment!" Izuku answered as he left the room.

Kendo turned to Momo with a questioning look, "Shouldn't you go with him?"

Momo shook her head, "It may be best to let Izuku handle this. As I said before, Iida may not want too much company."

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Izuku panted as he burst through the front doors of the school and made it under the bungalows. He instantly felt the cold air around him from all the rain rampaging down at the ground. He didn't see anyone coming from the entrance yet, as it was both too early and raining rather heavily for anyone to be around the front.

He then leaned his back against the wall as he kept an unwavering gaze at the gates ahead, only waiting for his friend to arrive early. He heard the loud sounds of the windy day, he saw the dark colors of the clouds and shade they created, and could see the furious drops of water hitting the ground again and again. He expected Iida to come soon, most likely running to get out of the rain.

But surprisingly, a different friend showed up first.

Izuku had to do a double-take as he saw Enso casually walking through the rain with his hands in his pockets. He had no umbrella, nor any kind of coat, but despite this, he was completely dry. Izuku only realized how his mentor was doing this by the white outline of an aura surrounding him.

"Is he using his Brute Style as a raincoat!?!" Izuku deadpanned.

Enso caught sight of Izuku ahead and narrowed his eyes in wonder as to why he was just waiting.

"Good morning." He said as he came under the bungalows where he then deactivated his aura, the water that was rolling down it suddenly falling in a circle around Enso.

"Couldn't you have just used an umbrella like everyone else?"

"Nope."

"Are you at least using the train to get to school?"

"..." Enso turned his head away with a sigh, "Sadly..."

"Well, at least that's a start." Izuku sighed back.

Enso stepped beside Izuku and leaned on the wall with him, staring ahead at the entrance. "So, who are you waiting for?"

Izuku kept his gaze ahead at the gates. "I'm waiting for Iida..."

"Ah, I guess this has to do with the Hero Killer?"

Izuku nodded. "So you do watch the news."

"Of course, I have to know what's going on in this world. But as for Iida... There's no doubt that he's struggling to cope with it. To see someone you admire suddenly end up heavily wounded and have their career cut short."

"I know, that's why I'm waiting."

"..." Enso reached into his pocket and pulled out the small, brown bag, that barely had anything in it now. "They could help him... But..." He thought about it for a few moments, whether to supply Iida with one of the special beans.

But he sighed as he put the bag back into his pocket. "I can't... I barely have any left..."

"What's up?" Izuku asked as he saw Enso's trouble expression.

Enso turned his head to Izuku, deciding to use the chance to speak to him of something else.. "May I speak to you about something?"

Izuku nodded.

"As you know, I've told you that I've taught you enough combat knowledge for you to use. So I think it's time for you to create your own fighting styles."

Izuku turned to him rather surprised. "What? My own styles?"

Enso nodded, "I've taught you a variety of martial arts, even if only the basics, I had you improve your body, and had you experience new methods of fighting using acrobatics of dancing and your voice. So I want you to take everything you've learned and use it to make something of your own."

Izuku turned his head forward again, but with a new look of wonder on his face.

"Have each style accomplish an area of fighting that you wish to cover." Enso continued.

"So something like your fighting styles? One for defensive fighting, one for speed, one for-?"

Enso interrupted. "My own styles are sufficient to use for inspiration, but try to use your own imagination. You've written dozens of journals of heroes, so get creative. From what I've seen, some heroes have different forms that they use to fight a different way. I believe U.A may have you do something like that in the future, so... Just get a head start."

Izuku smiled as he turned back to gaze at the gate. "I'll... keep that in mind."

Suddenly, Izuku caught sight of Iida running through the gate wearing a raincoat and rain boots.

"Good luck." Enso wished of him as he walked inside.

"Iida!" Izuku smiled to see him.

"Midoriya! Why are you waiting out here? You're going to be late!" The fast boy remarked as he ran underneath the bungalows and pushed the doors open past Izuku.

Izuku followed him inside, "Late!? But there's still plenty of time before the bell!" Izuku responded as he caught up to Iida.

"U.A students should always arrive to class ten minutes early!" Iida insistently responded as he took off his raincoat.

"But we're still over half an hour early!!" Izuku pointed out.

Iida stopped rushing as he came upon the stairs, then glancing down at his watch.

"Oh..."

Izuku immediately detected the sudden change in tone from Iida realizing his mistake. This just confirmed that what happened to his brother may be getting to the boy.

"Iida, I-!"

"If it's about my brother, there is no need to worry." Iida turned back to him with a forced smile.

Izuku frowned, "Iida, it's clear that this is tough for you, but-"

"Please don't." Iida said with a hand halting Izuku. "I'm fine, my brother is alright. I apologize for making you worry needlessly."

"B-But-!" Izuku didn't even get to say another word before Iida just rushed up the stairs to escape the conversation.

Izuku stood in place with a sad look in his eyes. "Iida..."

He saw Momo come down the stairs with an equally sad look.

"You weren't able to speak to him?"

Izuku shook his head.

"He might get angry if you keep pressing him, so it might be best to just leave the matter for now..."

The boy's gaze fell to the ground as he walked up the stairs with Momo, "But... I'm really worried Momo."

Momo patted his back, "I am too, but he doesn't want anyone's help right now. We can only wait and be ready to support him when he wants to talk about it."

Izuku sighed.

"But just when will he let us support him?"

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~{A Few Minutes Before Class}~

"Some people recognized me on the way here!" Sero pointed at himself with a big grin.

"I had a few people come talk to me!" Kirishima jumped from happiness.

"Me too! Me too!" Kaminari smiled.

Many students of class 1-A cheerfully talked about the fame they managed to gather from the festival, sharing with each other the number of people that recognized them.

But one girl, in particular, didn't partake in the conversations carried around the room. Instead, she looked rather nervous as she kept turning her head to Izuku and then back to her desk.

Toru sat on her friend's desk and leaned close so others wouldn't hear.

"Soooooooooo how'd it go?"

"E-Eh?" Mina flinched, "How'd what go?"

Toru rolled her invisible eyes, "I'm obviously talking about the reason you're so fidgety right now! You keep turning your head to Midori like you're trying to draw the boy!" she whispered to her slightly irritated.

Mina awkwardly chuckled, "I mean, that would be a nice piece of art."

"I'm serious!" Toru pouted while angrily raising her hands. "Spill it!"

Mina then let out a loving sigh as she stared up and recalled the date.

"It was amazing... Midori was such a gentleman and gave me the time of my life... We were both sweating in each other's arms in the end, hehe..."

"EH!?" Toru was shocked by the implications.

Mina realized what she said and flailed her arms with a lilac blush, "Th-That came out wrong!! Um, I meant that we both danced so much that when we were done we fell asleep beside each other!"

Toru let out a brief of relief, "That would've been way too fast..."

"But..." Mina suddenly added.

"But-!?" Toru honestly didn't want to know more due to her already aching heart, but she forced herself to know Mina's progress with Izuku.

Mina squealed with her hands on her cheeks with a big grin, "I kissed him!" She said almost too loud.

Toru could feel a part of her heart get shot, but pushed through with a forcefully cheerful voice.

"Really?! S-So you're both going out then?" Her expression didn't match her voice, but an upside of being invisible was that no one would point it out.

At that question, Mina flinched and her smile faded into more of an embarrassed look.

"Well..." she scratched her cheek and looked down. "N-Not exactly..."

"Eh?" Toru's depression turned to confusion, "What do you mean?"

Mina shyly fiddled with her fingers, "Well... I-I kind of told him that the kiss was just for him winning a bet we made for beating me in an arcade... S-So, um... He thinks I did it because of that..."

Toru's veins popped out in irritation.

"What!?" It took everything she had not to scream that too loud. "Mina, that's really bad!"

"It is?" Mina asked rather worried.

"Yeah! Midori might think that you're one of those girls who just mess around with a bunch of guys!"

"Really!?" Mina genuinely sounded scared that Izuku would assume that.

Toru paused and thought about it.

"Actually, he might be too innocent to assume that..."

That made Mina feel a little better.

"But still!" Toru scolded her. "You're not letting him know that he's special to you!"

Mina looked down rather determined as she punched her own palm, "Alright, so then I'll just talk to him alone as soon as I can!"

"Yeah, finally confess..." Toru suggested despite not sounded happy about it.

Then as if to end the conversation, the last person of class A walked through the door. The source of controversy that had caused the media to go to flames around the end of the festival.

Bakugo came in with his hand shoved in his pockets and his head down to hide his eyes.

Everyone stopped talking and their attention shifted to the boy. Izuku and Enso instantly felt auras of murderous intent coming from several of their classmates. The two even wondered if those people were actually planning to cause malicious intent to the boy.

"Of course it's the females..." Enso shook his head in disappointment.

"He didn't get expelled!?" Toru whispered to Mina.

Mina's hands tightly balled into fists as she glared daggers at Bakugo. "No..."

"B-But he... Wait, you stayed after school to talk with Aizawa, right Mina? What happened?!"

Mina slowly turned her gaze to Izuku's direction, where the boy stared rather concerned at his childhood bully.

"I learned some... pretty bad things..."

Toru got even more worried.

Momo and Jiro turned their heads away from the boy and turned to one another with firm expressions that basically communicated that they were going to talk to Izuku about Bakugo.

Tsu looked more concerned about everyone as she glanced around the room at how tense everything was.

Ochako had an innocent smile that didn't match the aura of bloodlust around her.

"I hope no one explodes..." Izuku nervously shivered in his chair. There was so much to worry about on his mind in such a short amount of time. The tension of Bakugo, Iida's suffering from his brother attacked, worried about the sudden aggression of Ikari that he hadn't even told Enso about, there was so much.

Bakugo took his seat in front of Izuku without saying a word.

As if to break this tension, or maybe even cause more, Aizawa walked into the classroom looking his usual, tired self.

"Morning..."

No one said anything as everyone was sitting in their seats now.

Noticing the atmosphere, Aizawa sighed. "If I hear any one of you bring up what you heard yesterday at the festival, you're out of here. Discuss it out of class."

Everyone flinched, as several people had indeed wanted to bring it up.

"Moving on..." Without waiting for even a second, Aizawa brought up his clipboard. "There's been a change to this class. Someone from the General Class will be getting transferred in class A."

Nearly everyone formed looks of shock as they realized that if one person was getting added to class A, then that would mean...

"Someone's getting switched out!" The class internally shouted.

Nearly everyone instinctively glanced at Bakugo, wondering if his actions caught up to him and that he would be punished by getting removed.

Aizawa didn't bother to clarify as he turned to the door. "Are you gonna come in or what?"

The classroom door then opened up and a student walked in. Everyone's eyes widened as they immediately recognized the messy indigo hair and purple eyes with dark bags under them.

"Yo. I'm Hitoshi Shinso... nice to meet you." he said as he rubbed the back of his head and avoided looking at anyone.

Izuku had a sparkle in his eyes and a big smile.

"This kid?" Kaminari uttered out.

"The one that declared war on our class but managed to secure a spot in it... How ironic." Tokoyami remarked.

"Now, your seat will be-" Aizawa started.

The entire class tensed up as they waited to hear who would be switched out of the class.

"-In the empty desk next to Ureshi." Aizawa finished.

"..."

Everyone blinked.

"Empty desk?" They all thought in unison.

Nearly everyone turned around and indeed see a new, if not out of place desk, in the back of the class beside Enso.

"Wait, Sensei?" Momo said with a raise of her hand. "We're only getting a student?"

Aizawa nodded. "It was principal Nezu's idea. Our class has an odd number of students in it. So we thought to add one more person to make it even."

"That's too simple of a reason!" The class all thought.

"B-But why him specifically?!" Mineta questioned in an unnecessary shout.

Aizawa sighed, "No... particular reason. Anyway, go take your seat Shinso."

The indigo-haired boy himself looked rather unsure of being in the room as he made his way to the back of the class.

Shinso eyed Enso as he sat at his new desk beside the boy.

"You... did something, didn't you?" He immediately questioned the red-eyed teen in a low tone.

Enso stared at Shinso in silence, not answering his question with words but rather, just giving him a thumbs up with a sparkle.

"Er..." Shinso scratched his chin. "I guess I should say... Thanks? But why?"

Before Enso could even answer, Aizawa spoke up.

"Anyway, we're having a special hero informatics class today."

Everyone tensed up again.

"Code names. You'll be coming up with code names."

"We're gonna do something exciting!!!!!!" Nearly the entire class yelled in glee.

Aizawa's eyes flashed red and his messy hair waved upward, shutting the class up as if nothing happened.

"This is related to the pro hero draft picks, or internships, I mentioned the other day. They usually begin earnestly in the second and third years, but that doesn't mean first years can't get them. Students have gained experience from working with heroes and learn to become immediate assets to even the pros."

He pressed a button on a remote, where a holographic chart emerged in the front of the class.

"And here are the totals for those with offers."

Everyone stared intensely at the screen, especially at the top spots.

Class A No. of Offers

Ureshi: 4123

Midoriya: 2556

Todoroki: 2023

Tokyami: 360

Iida: 332

Yaoyorozu: 301

Kaminari: 106

Uraraka: 20

Bakugo: 18

"In other years, it's been more spread out, but most eyes were on these two this year." Aizawa pointed out.

"Enso is first, and right behind him is Dek-" Jiro stopped herself before she could finish with that nickname, then looking down at her desk in discomfort.

"Oh? Could it be that she doesn't wish to address him by that anymore?" Enso raised an eyebrow.

"Heh, it makes sense that both of them are on top. They nearly blew up the entire arena!" Kirishima said with a grin.

"On the other hand..." Kaminari said with a shocked look noticing a small number, "Bakugo's invites are..."

"I guess no one wants a childhood tormentor." Mina mumbled to herself.

"I'm sure Kacchan should've gotten more than that... I wonder if the pros thought he'd be expelled and didn't want to bother writing an application?" Izuku wondered.

"We got offers! We got offers!" Ochako joyfully cried as she shook Iida back and forth, the boy not even bothering to stop her.

"Yes..." Was all Iida responded between shakes.

"Izuku is actually not far above Todoroki... I really expected him to have a lot more invites." Sero pointed out.

Mineta shook Izuku with a frightened expression, "I-It's because of how much you injured yourself in that fight! E-Even some pros would be scared to be responsible of that!"

Izuku looked down with a sigh. "Yeah... I guess so..."

A tongue came out and smacked Mineta on the side of the head, knocking him off Izuku.

"Wha-!?" Izuku turned and saw Tsu retracting her tongue back while reeling it back.

"Don't worry Izu-chan, you got so many offers so I doubt the pros are scared, ribbit." Tsu reassured him.

"Th-Thanks T-Tsu..." Izuku put on a small smile.

Aizawa's pupils then moved to gaze at the boy. "That reminds me... Midoriya."

Izuku flinched and kept a straight stance in his seat. "Y-Yes Sensei!?!"

"I don't mean to single you out like this, but you have to learn to fully control that part of your quirk. Whatever that energy of yours was, it was very destructive and out of your control. If it stays that way, then you could end up causing serious harm to not only yourself, but to the general public if ever released near them. So if something like that happens again... then we may have to take extreme measures."

Those words hit Izuku hard, making his eyes widen and causing him to shake as he stared down at his desk.

"Yes... Sensei..."

"I just want you to be aware of how serious it is."

"Looks like he's got it rough..." Shinso remarked to Enso.

"Oh, you have no idea..." Enso sighed. He stared at Izuku and reflected on how much he had been through. Childhood bullying, lack of confidence, pain from his own quirk, learning his tormentor's true thoughts of him, his new aggression from Ikari, and some more.

"I wonder if he really is okay?"

Many people had sympathetic looks to Izuku. After all he went through, he still didn't seem to be getting a break.

Aizawa spoke to the class again, "Anyway, keeping these invite results in mind, whether or not anyone asked for you, you will all be participating in internships with pros."

"Really?" Ojiro asked curiously.

He nodded, "You've all experienced combat against real villains at USJ, but it will still be a valuable experience to watch and work with pros firsthand."

"So that's why we need hero names!" Sato shouted excitingly.

"Right now the hero names you choose will be temporary, but if you're not serious about it-"

Suddenly the door opened and someone walked in, "-you'll have hell to pay later!"

Some of the guys smiled as they saw who it was. "It's Midnight!"

"Why are you guys so excited? You see her nearly every day for class..." Enso's eye twitched.

No one seemed to pay attention to him as Midnight seemed to capture the attention of the males.

"Because a lot of hero names used by students become recognized by society, these names end up becoming their professional hero names!" Midnight said as she had both of her arms folded behind her head.

"Well, that's how it is... So Midnight will be making sure your names are okay. I can't do stuff like that..." Aizawa sighed as he reminisced how he got his hero name.

Midnight's gaze went on Enso sitting in the back of the class, to which she grinned and winked at him.

"Eh?" Everyone in the class was confused by the hero's sudden action.

Enso actually felt a chill in his spine.

"Hm... I see..."

He looked down.

"I'm in danger."

A question mark appeared over Shinso's head as he wondered what was going on.

"When you give yourself a name, you get a more concrete image of what it is you want to be like in the future. Your name reminds you to get closer to that image. This is what it means when they say, 'Names and natures do often agree,' so get started." Aizawa zipped up his yellow sleeping bag and fell on the floor, not even commenting on Midnight's wink.

"Write your names on these mini-whiteboards!" The female pro said as she gave the front person in each row a stack of said whiteboards.

Many of the students clearly already had an idea of a name in mind as they received their boards and already proceeded to write away.

"My hero name..." Izuku stared at his whiteboard. "A name for what I want to be like in the future, huh?"

Izuku flashed back to a memory of his four-year-old self wearing an All Might onesie and jumping excitingly with a paper with different names on it.

He remembered his mother reading them out loud with a smile.

"Let's see, Mighty All Might Man, Mighty Boy, All Might Jr."

Izuku's eye twitched and he awkwardly chuckled.

"I actually thought those were great back then. Hehe... But..."

Izuku tightly held onto his marker.

"Now that I've inherited All Might's power and received both his and Enso's guidance... I can see just how big the difference between me and them is..."

After a few minutes of people writing, Midnight cracked her whip, actually scaring a few of them.

"Okay! Let's start presenting names starting with those who are ready!" She grinned.

"We're presenting these!?" Kirishima exclaimed in shock.

"Man, that's gonna take some nerve..." Sero nervously added.

Aoyama was the first to go up, confidently walking to the podium with his board hidden.

He turned to them. "Here I go, Shining hero..."

He suddenly rose his board up high for everyone to see.

"I can not stop twinkling!" Sparkles emerged around him.

"IT'S A SENTENCE!?!" The class boomed in their heads.

Enso facepalmed.

"It'll be easier to use if you take out the 'I' and shortened, the 'can not' to 'can't'." Midnight wrote on his board with a smile.

"IT'S OKAY!?!"

Enso slammed his head on his desk.

"Our teacher's an idiot."

"I'll go next!" Mina jumped excitedly as Aoyama sat back down. "Hero name-!" She showed her board, "Alien Queen!!"

"Denied! We aren't risking a copyright strike!" Midnight immediately shot it down while forming an X with her arms.

"Those aliens are known in this world!?!" Enso looked rather disturbed.

"Pooey..." Mina genuinely looked disappointed as she headed back for her seat.

"May I go next, kero?" The precious frog-girl of the class raised her hand.

"Go for it, Tsu!" Midnight pointed proudly.

She went up to the front with a happy croak. "I've had this in mind ever since I was in elementary school."

She showed her board, "Rainy Season Hero: Froppy."

"Finally, a normal name!" The class thought in unison.

"So Kawaii..." Izuku thought with a blissful smile.

"Sturdy Hero: Red Riot!"

"So cool Kirishima..." Izuku stared in awe.

"Hearing Hero: Earphone Jack!

"Nice! Jiro!" Izuku grinned.

"Tentacle Hero: Tentacole!"

"Why do I have such a bad feeling about that name Shoji?" Izuku thought with a blank look.

"Taping Hero: Cellophane!"

"Nice and simple."

"Martial Arts Hero: Tailman!"

"But doesn't Midoriya know much more-mmph!?" Mineta was interrupted as Izuku turned around and covered his mouth.

"Shush! We don't need that! Plus I'm sure Ojiro's deep understanding one fighting style is better than me using the basics of many others." Izuku pouted.

"Sweets Hero: Sugarman!"

"I wonder if Sato could bake with me sometime?" Izuku contemplated.

"Pinky!!" Mina proudly shouted with a fist in the air.

"Kawaii!!" Izuku smiled in bliss once more.

"Stun Gun Hero: Chargebolt!"

"Pretty good Kaminari."

"Stealth Hero: Invisible Girl!"

"Somewhat plain, but it does work a lot." Izuku nodded.

He then realized that he was focusing too much on the other names.

"I-I still have to think of mine..." He stared down into his board, his mind frantically trying to think of a name now.

More students went up.

"I hope I won't bring shame to this name... Everything Hero: Creati!"

"Creative!" Midnight complimented.

"Shoto."

"Just your name? Is that okay?" Midnight questioned.

"No, no, Todoroki! You gotta say it like Endeavor!"

Kaminari stood up on his desk, cleared his throat, and stuck his hands out while looking straight up.

"SHOTOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"

A sudden marker came flying and nailed Kaminari on the side of his head.

"BWA-hAH!!" He cried as he fell to the ground.

Everyone turned to Aizawa, who had glowing red eyes and showed signs of being the one who threw the marker.

"Shut it."

He then went back to sleep.

Todoroki focused back on his class. "I think just my name is okay. I'm not really thinking of anything."

Enso raised his hand in the back, "Can I offer a suggestion?"

Everyone was actually surprised that he piped up.

Todoroki tilted his head curiously, "I suppose."

Enso pointed a finger at him.

"Hot and Cold hero: Thermo."

Everyone was momentarily quiet.

"Ok." Todoroki replied without much change in tone.

"Short for Thermostat to reflect the adjustments of how hot and cold he could suddenly change the tide of battle!" Midnight said excitedly.

Enso had sparkles around him.

"Don't tell me he's really proud of coming up with that name?" Izuku wondered with a look of confusion.

They moved on.

"Jet-black Hero: Tsukuyomi!" Tokoyami proudly shouted.

"God Of the Night!" Midnight pointed out.

"Fresh-Picked Hero: Grape Juice!" Mineta jumped with his sign.

"Nice!"

Koda shyly held his sign up to reveal, Petting Hero: Anima.

"You got it!" Midnight gave him a thumbs up.

Then when Bakugo went up...

"King Explosion Murder!" he said in a menacing tone.

"Nope..." Enso sweatdropped as Midnight sent him away unamused, receiving glares from most of the class. "I'd think you'd just officially end your career with a name like that..."

"Okay, my turn..." Ochako nervously said as she walked up with her sign covered.

"This is what I thought of." She revealed it rather shy, "The gravity hero, Uravity."

"Kawaii... Again." Izuku thought with a small blush.

"Great! We're really blazing through with these!" Midnight grinned. "But we still have just a few people left to go! Bakugo needs to rewrite his, then there's Iida, Shinso, Enso, and Midoriya, correct?"

Iida was frozen with the marker shaking in his hand, thinking about a name that he couldn't bear to use.

"Tenya..." A voice called out.

Iida's eyes widened as he heard his brother's voice and remembered his words in the hospital.

_____________________________________Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Iida heard the vital signs monitor picking up on his brother's current state. He didn't even acknowledge the beeping as he just stared in horror at his brother's bandaged head and his covered lower body.

"Tenya... I didn't want to say anything to you, but I feel that as another member of the family becoming a hero, you deserve to know this..."

Iida didn't want to know but listened earnestly.

"I... I actually don't have any feeling in my legs..."

Iida's pupils shrunk. "N-No... Way..."

"The hero, Ingenium, will probably end here..." Tensei grunted in some pain.

Iida shot up from his seat, "N-No! You still have so many more people to lead! People to help! I-I don't like this!"

He furiously shook his head while trying to keep himself from crying, "I don't like this one bit!"

"I don't like it either..." Tensei weakly said. "So that's why..." His eyes slowly made their way to stare at Iida. "If you're up for it..."

He forced the rest of his head to turned to stare at Iida directly.

"Will you... take the name for me?"

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Ing-

Iida blinked as he realized that his shaking hand was starting to write down the name his brother offered up to him.

He stopped himself and closed his eyes in pain.

"I'm sorry Tensei... I... I can't take it..."

Tenya

This was the name Iida presented to his class, averting his gaze from them and keeping silent.

"Eh? You're going with your first name?" Midnight questioned him.

Iida just nodded.

Izuku grabbed his own hair as he stared at his still empty board.

"What name to use? What kind of name... What names have I been called before-?"

His pupils instantly shrunk.

The voice of Bakugo echoed in his head. "Deku!"

Several voices of his previous class echoed in his head.

"Deku!

"Oi, Deku!"

"Look, it's Deku. Still quirkless I see..."

"What do you even think you can do!? You're quirkless! Worse, you're Deku!"

"No... Not again!" Izuku grabbed his own face and took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. "I can't... Wh-Why did I think of-?" He felt a pain in his head.

The world started turning dark around him.

"No... Ikari! Don't!" he instinctively thought. He breathed hard but turned his head away so no one would see him panicking.

He tightly gripped his marker in his shaky hands. His mind just rampaged through his thoughts, his memories. Even though he tried not to think about it, something kept dragging him back to every single time he was called that name. Every grade, every class, every day. He thought he was gonna pass out just thinking about it.

But then...

"Hey Deku!"

Izuku froze as a different, more cheerful voice called to him.

"Huh?" He blinked.

"Good morning Deku!

"Hey Deku! It's so good to finally see you again!"

"O...chako?" Izuku recognized.

He heard another voice.

"Oh, morning Deku."

"What's up Deku?'

"Jiro?" Izuku processed next.

All the pain had stopped and several different images of both girls calling him this name played through his mind.

"Deku! You were amazing!" Ochako beamed.

"Not bad, keep it up Deku." Jiro grinned.

"Deku! Good work!" Ochako cheered with a fist in the air.

"Thanks Deku." Jiro answered rather flustered at one time.

"Deku..." Ochako gave him a smile.

"Deku..." Jiro had her head turned away.

"You really are amazing." Both voices came out in sync.

Every instance of the sweet brunette and cool punk girl calling him that name passed through his mind. The tight grip he had on his marker loosened and the dark world around him started to brighten in pink.

A single tear went down his face as he remembered how happy he was hearing that name from them every time.

These memories then ended with one last image.

A line of text on his phone.

"I kinda thought it sounded like Dekiru, you know, 'You can do it!'."

Izuku's lips formed into a smile as he remembered this text message from Ochako.

"I can do it..." He took a deep breath."That's it... No more. I can't keep letting the past bring me down like this... I should've already gotten over this from my date with Mina. What 'that' name has meant before doesn't matter now. It's time to stop rejecting that name and accept it, but in the way I'M accepting it, accepting what it means now."

He wiped his eye and stared back at his board.

"What matters now is only what it means to me. What matters is me facing this name head on. I'm not gonna let it get to me anymore. All that pain... all those worries... it has to stop. If I want to be the strongest hero and control Ikari, then I have to stop it."

With a flaming decision, he got to writing.

"The hypnotic hero: Hypno" Shinso grinned from the front of the room.

Enso's eye instantly twitched.

"Dear lord... THOSE things? Those yellow creatures with pendulums in hand and try to hypnotize you or put you to sleep!? Dear lord..." Enso had a blank stared as he recalled some rather disturbing things from a previous world.

"You're up Ureshi!" Midnight sweetly called out to him.

Enso snapped out of his disturbed state and he shook his head, slapping his cheeks to get the thoughts out of his head. He then got up with his board and walked past rows of desks until he made it to the front.

He uncaringly showed his sign in hand.

"Reaper."

Chills went around all of the class.

"Um... Are you sure that should be it?" Midnight questioned.

"..." Enso glanced down at his bored, then turning it to him and using his marker to change something.

He turned it back to his class.

"Grim Hero: Reaper."

"Not what I meant!!" Midnight shouted as she snatched his board away. "Don't you think that sounds a little scary!? Reapers usually associate death you know!?"

Enso turned to her with a blank look.

"But I like it."

"But that kind of name will most likely just strike fear in citizens!"

"But I like it."

"That doesn't mean it's fine! A hero name should calm citizens and inspire them upon hearing it! It should be a name that anyone can proudly say to the sky!"

"..."

Enso blinked, blank expression maintained.

"But I like it."

Midnight slammed her head again the class board. "Ugh... Fine... Just sit down..."

Enso had sparkles around him as he triumphantly started to walk back to his seat.

"What the hell?" Everyone sweatdropped.

"I'll deal with him later..." Midnight sighed as she removed her head and then turned to Izuku with a smile.

"Midoriya, are you ready?"

Izuku raised his head with a determined smile. "Yes!"

He got up and rushed to the front, feeling the curious gazes of everyone around him, especially Enso.

As he got to the front, he took a deep breath and looked more intense.

"It just has to be this."

He flipped his board and tapped it onto the podium with an earnest stare.

Everyone immediately let out gasps.

"Izuku!?!" Momo shot up in her seat in disbelief, even slamming her hands on her desk. "Th-That name-!?"

"I know."

"Wait, are you really-!?" Mina started.

"I am."

"Are you actually serious?" Jiro asked.

"Yes."

"You might get called that forever." Tsu pointed out.

"I'm ready for that."

"But I thought you hated that name!" Toru finished.

Ochako couldn't even say anything else from how surprised she was.

Izuku was momentarily silent, then taking a deep breath before speaking.

"Yeah... Growing up, I've never liked this name. Every minute of every day, I was always called this. I've always thought of it the same every time I heard it, that it would be the only thing I would ever be known as. That it would be the only thing that I could be..."

He looked down with a sad gaze.

"Even while hearing it here, it always seemed to be haunting me. Every time I heard it, I always kept wondering if that was what I really was..."

A few glares went over at Bakugo, who just kept his eyes narrowed on Izuku.

"But-!" Izuku's eyes then focused on Ochako's stunned expression, a new smile forming on his face.

"Then I remembered that someone else had created a different meaning to this name. I wasn't sure about it myself at first... I thought the previous meaning would keep overwhelming me, would keep hurting me, would end up breaking me down over time... But as I met so many new friends, as I saw the smiles that all of you had on me, as I got stronger and made everyone proud, this new meaning started sticking to me."

He turned back to his class with a proud grin.

"I realized just what big of an impact this new meaning actually had and how much it really seemed to reflect me. When I started hearing this name from others, I ended up feeling more confident, every time I heard it, I felt... happier. So I've decided that I'm going to face this name and never let get to me like before. I'm going to keep it not as what it meant in the past, but what it means to me now."

He once again pushed out his board for everyone to see as a glimmer of hope reflected in his eyes.

"This is my hero name! Deku-!"

He gave his class a close-eyed grin.

"-The Hero That Can Do It!"

Ochako had an ear to ear smile on her face as she felt her heart flutter.

Momo was in awe by what Izuku said, the girl finding herself sitting back down on her seat in disbelief.

"Oh, Izuku..."

But she managed to sweetly smile at the thought of him taking a step forward.

Everyone else in the class smiled at his declaration, including Midnight, who looked rather proud of him.

"Heh, he's quite the guy." Shinso remarked to Enso.

Enso stared at Izuku with calm eyes. "He really is..."

Bakugo let out a scoff and continued writing on his own whiteboard.

"About time you stopped letting that shit bother you..."

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~{Nezu's Office}~

"Now, may I ask what was so important that you had to speak with me alone?" The principal asked a sudden guest that came into his office.

Kamui Woods had a stern glare with his arms crossed as he faced the hybrid of animals right in front of him.

"Principal Nezu. I know you're respected by many-"

"Just get to the point please, I have papers to work on." Nezu pressed him before sipping his tea menacingly.

Kamui flinched and lost some of his composure. "Er... Alright. This is about one of your students, Enso Ureshi."

"Alright." Nezu set his cup of tea down to listen.

Kamui took a deep, pacing around the room as he spoke. "About a year ago, I encountered a mysterious white light above the rooftop of my agency headquarters. There I saw something fall out of this white light without setting off a single alarm."

Nezu's smile faded.

"I went to the roof to investigate, and it was there that I met a person that heavily wounded my pride..."

"Oh dear, so that was where Enso-kun first arrive? Right in the presence of a pro hero?" Nezu thought as he sipped his tea again.

"I have no doubt you've realized that I'm talking about your top first year. But it wasn't just his location that bothered me. When I gazed into his eyes... I saw the look of a man that had been through so much. When I felt the intense aura he gave, I immediately sensed my life in danger and acted upon instinct, only trying to restrict his movements, and yet... He overwhelmed me in an instant, humiliating me in the next...

"So, what is it that you want exactly?" Nezu questioned him.

Kamui narrowed his eyes, "He appeared in an unauthorized area, resisted arrest, and gave off a natural feeling of murderous intent. The level of danger that came from him alarmed me, so I spent so much of last year trying to find him. Then all of a sudden, I find him here in U.A, being treated as an innocent student?"

"So what, you wish to take him into custody? You wish to take my precious student away, out of just a personal grudge?" An oni mask appeared Nezu as a menacing purple aura surrounded him.

Kamui's eyes widened, and he felt his blood turn cold. "Wait, wait, wait, wait! I-I didn't mean it like that!"

"Then what do you want?" Nezu demanded to know.

Kamui fiddled with his fingers, "W-Well... I-I don't really want to arrest him. I would like to avoid that too, but I'm just... confused. I thought he was a villain from such a dangerous feeling I felt from him. He didn't seem to care for laws and didn't hesitate to fight against me with shocking abilities, so I was worried... Worried about what he would do in public, wondering what kind of dastardly cause he was trying to fulfill."

He glanced outside at some students running laps around the dirt courtyard.

"But... Then I find out he's in a school meant for those trying to become heroes. And you better believe that made me confused with my thinking. I know that he is no ordinary child, far from it. I know that you, Nezu, would always find out if someone with dark intentions is in the school, so I know that boy must not be the villain I thought he was. But even so... I just want to confirm for myself just what type of student he is and just what he truly thinks about heroes. Otherwise... the matter would bother me every day to no end."

"And how are you proposing to 'confirm' this exactly?"

Kamui took a deep breath, then slapping his hand onto his chest.

"You're having the first years go to agencies for experience, aren't you? If so, then I wish to have him intern with me!"

"Hmmm..." Nezu took a sip of tea. "So basically, you were going to blackmail me by threatening to arrest the boy due to his 'offenses' to you if I didn't make him intern with you?"

Kamui started sweated nervously. "No, no, no, no, no!!! I didn't plan to do anything of the sort! I just really want Ureshi in my agency for the upcoming internships!"

"Oh? Then why didn't you just send him an invite to your agency? Did you think I'd make him choose yours?"

Kamui shook his head, "I have no doubt he'd have thousands of offers to choose from, and there's no way he'd choose my agency just for the fact that he knows me as the one that tried to arrest him. So yes, I wished for your influence on his decision. But..."

He bowed to Nezu.

"I just feel like he has to come with me... During the festival, I saw the look of distress that he had for his friend, but at the same time, he knew he couldn't just surrender the battle to him. After that battle, there's just been this gnawing feeling in me to have him with me. I know you have no good reason to do this... But can you at least talk to Ureshi? Please at least tell him that Kamui Woods, the hero he threw into the ocean a year ago, bears no grudge against him and only wishes to make his acquaintance..."

Nezu stared down at Kamui and blinked in surprise.

"He threw you into the ocean?"

Kamui flinched, suddenly shooting up to his feet and embarrassingly scratching the back of his head.

"Er, I wouldn't say he 'threw' me into it... I-It was more like, um..."

"Pfft!" Nezu used his paw to cover his mouth. "How amusing, hehe!"

Kamui hung his head with a comedically depressing aura. "The humiliation..."

"But in regards to what you're asking me..." Nezu said, voice turning back to a compose professional. "In all honesty, I was looking through different agencies that I could possibly send Enso-kun to. You see, Kamui, as you've been thinking, he's actually a 'special' case among the students."

Kamui glanced back at him, intrigued.

"He's the type of person who wouldn't choose, nor care about any of the internships he's been invited to. He'd focus on going to the same agency as his closest friend. But I don't want him to go follow through this, he has so much to learn about heroes as a whole. So I've been trying to find an agency to suggest for him to go. Yours isn't particularly a bad choice..."

Kamui had hopeful eyes.

"But that doesn't mean I'll just make him join you." Nezu pulled out a paper fan and started fanning himself with a smug grin.

Kamui flinched.

"You are a rapidly growing hero high in the ranks, but in the end, Enso-kun has to decide where he wants to go. So if you really want him..."

He stood up in his chair with a grin.

"Then let's just go and ask him!"