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The world isn’t fair, and not all men are equal. In a world where 80% of the population has gained amazing and unique powers called "quirks", one’s role in society was defined on their quirk. And for one seven year old Midoriya Izuku, who had been told at the age of four, that he would never get a quirk, that he was quirkless, well it might as well be the end of the world. First his dad left, after that the bullying began.

So here he was sitting at the computer in his room re-watching the same All Might Debut video for the thousandth time, all the while nursing a burn that lay hidden under his shirt, trying to pretend that it wasn’t there, after all he didn’t want to be a burden on his mom, who was already working so hard to take care of the two of them, and it’d cost to much to go to the doctor over a little burn.

Maybe if he had a quirk things would be different, maybe his dad wouldn’t have left, maybe he’d still have friends, maybe his mom would be happy again, maybe it would be better if he didn’t exist. 

“Maybe I really am a Deku.”

As soon as that thought entered his mind he shook himself closing the YouTube window. For several moments he just stared at the computer screen.

For so long all he wanted was to be a hero like All Might, to save people with a smile, to make them feel safe, all he wanted was to help. But nobody believed he could be a hero, even his own mother.

He started scratching at his hand as he thought about that day he was told he was quirkless. It really was a bad day, told to give up on his dream, and then when he asked his mom if he could still be a hero, she broke down in tears and apologized to him. It wasn’t what he wanted to hear.

The entire time he was off in his own mind he never noticed the ever increasing itch in both hands. It wasn’t until it felt like he had dozens of needles sticking into his palms did he raise them up.

“Why are my hands so it…chy!” he questioned aloud until he brought them up to look at them. To be honest he was quite shocked at the sight before him. His hands were glowing with green pixelated energy. 

“Is this…a…quirk?” he asked nobody in particular, no sooner as he questioned what was going on he noticed the computer screen flicker. 

Glancing up he watched the screen flicker multiple times, before going black, almost as if the computer was turned off, a quick check showed that it was still in fact on.

Reaching up to the screen with one of his still glowing hands he poked the screen, he knew you weren’t supposed to put your fingers or hands on the screen, but something in his gut said he should reach up and touch it. No sooner had his finger touched the screen it sunk into it, as if it was made of water, the once black screen lit up, as strange symbols and numbers appeared, flashes of light flew out of the screen to his amazed eyes, and the moment he placed his whole hand into the screen something happened.

 Izuku’s body went rigid, his eyes glowed with energy, he sat up in his straighter while directing his hand to his bed. And opened his mouth.

A̵̟̔̄͋̅̒̿̓́͆͘ĉ̸̨̧̛͖̮̭͙̭̱͐̉͛̈́́͛͂ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋v̷̡̢̢͖͓͓̭̞͍͈̺͍̲̂̊̅̀̓̈́̃̋͜͠ͅa̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ P̷̳͎̗̺̞̗͈̥̞͕̂̀̃́̀̕ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘m̵̧̛̛̦͕̪̺̮̣̣̞͎̹̥̥͉͙͎̉̆͆́:Y̷̧͔̟̯̦̩̖̩͔͕̿̍͗̔̆̿͐̽̾̓̇͝͠͠ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜d̷̙̝͍͙͔̬̝̹̭̜̳̎̉̅̎̍̽ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘s̷̙̯̫̭͔̏î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋l̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂

The words spoken were his own yet not, something was different about it. Almost as multiple people were speaking at once

A̵̟̔̄͋̅̒̿̓́͆͘ĉ̸̨̧̛͖̮̭͙̭̱͐̉͛̈́́͛͂ĉ̸̨̧̛͖̮̭͙̭̱͐̉͛̈́́͛͂ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠s̷̙̯̫̭͔̏s̷̙̯̫̭͔̏ D̷̛̟̥̳̝̭͈̪̪͇̳͈̮͖̊̆͆̽̃͊͒͂̌̐̍͠A̵̟̔̄͋̅̒̿̓́͆͘T̶̡͚̘̹̩̖͙͕̩̱̜̫̟̤̈́̍̅͊̊̇ͅA̵̟̔̄͋̅̒̿̓́͆͘ Ŗ̷̜̹̪͙̤̬͐̌͛̈́̃͆̌̚ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠v̷̡̢̢͖͓͓̭̞͍͈̺͍̲̂̊̅̀̓̈́̃̋͜͠ͅa̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘l̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂ 

A̵̟̔̄͋̅̒̿̓́͆͘ĉ̸̨̧̛͖̮̭͙̭̱͐̉͛̈́́͛͂ĉ̸̨̧̛͖̮̭͙̭̱͐̉͛̈́́͛͂ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠s̷̙̯̫̭͔̏s̷̙̯̫̭͔̏ G̸̢̨̢̛̮͓̜̣̯͎̪̮̻̀̂̿̉͌̊̏̌͜͝ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠d̷̙̝͍͙͔̬̝̹̭̜̳̎̉̅̎̍̽, B̴̨̬͇̝̯͍̲̺͔͇̠̩̲̙̮̤͎͋́̑̀̐̎̅̅̒͐̉̕͝͠ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜ D̷̛̟̥̳̝̭͈̪̪͇̳͈̮͖̊̆͆̽̃͊͒͂̌̐̍͠a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ Ŗ̷̜̹̪͙̤̬͐̌͛̈́̃͆̌̚ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠v̷̡̢̢͖͓͓̭̞͍͈̺͍̲̂̊̅̀̓̈́̃̋͜͠ͅa̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘l̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂

D̷̛̟̥̳̝̭͈̪̪͇̳͈̮͖̊̆͆̽̃͊͒͂̌̐̍͠a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ Ŗ̷̜̹̪͙̤̬͐̌͛̈́̃͆̌̚ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠v̷̡̢̢͖͓͓̭̞͍͈̺͍̲̂̊̅̀̓̈́̃̋͜͠ͅa̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘l̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂ S̴͎͕̤̯̝̻̆̌̀̌̽̌̀͐̆̊͗͗ͅǘ̸̧̠̤̹̞͇͔̺͇̱͠ͅĉ̸̨̧̛͖̮̭͙̭̱͐̉͛̈́́͛͂ĉ̸̨̧̛͖̮̭͙̭̱͐̉͛̈́́͛͂ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠s̷̙̯̫̭͔̏s̷̙̯̫̭͔̏f̸̤̱̏͛͐̔̀͒̌͊͘͝ǘ̸̧̠̤̹̞͇͔̺͇̱͠ͅl̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂, Í̶͙̗͚͎̣̪̻̽̓͊̌͂͆̈́̍͑̋̓̀̈́̕͜͝n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ P̷̳͎̗̺̞̗͈̥̞͕̂̀̃́̀̕ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘m̵̧̛̛̦͕̪̺̮̣̣̞͎̹̥̥͉͙͎̉̆͆́: D̷̛̟̥̳̝̭͈̪̪͇̳͈̮͖̊̆͆̽̃͊͒͂̌̐̍͠î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘l̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂ L̴̗̝͖͐̒î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋f̸̤̱̏͛͐̔̀͒̌͊͘͝ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠f̸̤̱̏͛͐̔̀͒̌͊͘͝o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃m̵̧̛̛̦͕̪̺̮̣̣̞͎̹̥̥͉͙͎̉̆͆́s̷̙̯̫̭͔̏

Í̶͙̗͚͎̣̪̻̽̓͊̌͂͆̈́̍͑̋̓̀̈́̕͜͝n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ P̷̳͎̗̺̞̗͈̥̞͕̂̀̃́̀̕ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘m̵̧̛̛̦͕̪̺̮̣̣̞͎̹̥̥͉͙͎̉̆͆́: C̷͉̱̎̅͒̾̎̀̀͗̊̈̾̍̚o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋d̷̙̝͍͙͔̬̝̹̭̜̳̎̉̅̎̍̽ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋f̸̤̱̏͛͐̔̀͒̌͊͘͝ L̴̗̝͖͐̒î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋f̸̤̱̏͛͐̔̀͒̌͊͘͝ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠

P̷̳͎̗̺̞̗͈̥̞͕̂̀̃́̀̕ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘m̵̧̛̛̦͕̪̺̮̣̣̞͎̹̥̥͉͙͎̉̆͆́s̷̙̯̫̭͔̏ A̵̟̔̄͋̅̒̿̓́͆͘ĉ̸̨̧̛͖̮̭͙̭̱͐̉͛̈́́͛͂ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋v̷̡̢̢͖͓͓̭̞͍͈̺͍̲̂̊̅̀̓̈́̃̋͜͠ͅa̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠d̷̙̝͍͙͔̬̝̹̭̜̳̎̉̅̎̍̽ b̵̻̦̒̇͘͝ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚ F̷̡͍̰͖̐̂̈͂͑̑̏͑̋̚͘ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ĉ̸̨̧̛͖̮̭͙̭̱͐̉͛̈́́͛͂ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘l̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂ C̷͉̱̎̅͒̾̎̀̀͗̊̈̾̍̚o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋d̷̙̝͍͙͔̬̝̹̭̜̳̎̉̅̎̍̽ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠: D̷̛̟̥̳̝̭͈̪̪͇̳͈̮͖̊̆͆̽̃͊͒͂̌̐̍͠î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋z̷̢̲̤͐́̄̌̔̂̈́̇̉͑͒ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠

No sooner did the distorted words leave his mouth he felt a pull on an unknown source of energy from within the computer, that seemed to get sucked into him and fill his entire being with power, he could feel as it filled his very core and mind, before flowing down into his other arm and out of his hand.

Streams of light that looked very similar to coding flowed from his outstretched hand and began to coalesce into an egg-like shape.

S̴͎͕̤̯̝̻̆̌̀̌̽̌̀͐̆̊͗͗ͅţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ǘ̸̧̠̤̹̞͇͔̺͇̱͠ͅs̷̙̯̫̭͔̏ T̶̡͚̘̹̩̖͙͕̩̱̜̫̟̤̈́̍̅͊̊̇ͅy̷̻̞̦͈͖͈̙͍͚̝̫̔p̴͔̳̫̭̺̝̫͂͒́̿̈́̿͌̔̎̀ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠: S̴͎͕̤̯̝̻̆̌̀̌̽̌̀͐̆̊͗͗ͅl̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋m̵̧̛̛̦͕̪̺̮̣̣̞͎̹̥̥͉͙͎̉̆͆́ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ (B̴̨̬͇̝̯͍̲̺͔͇̠̩̲̙̮̤͎͋́̑̀̐̎̅̅̒͐̉̕͝͠a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘b̵̻̦̒̇͘͝y̷̻̞̦͈͖͈̙͍͚̝̫̔), S̴͎͕̤̯̝̻̆̌̀̌̽̌̀͐̆̊͗͗ͅm̵̧̛̛̦͕̪̺̮̣̣̞͎̹̥̥͉͙͎̉̆͆́a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘l̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂l̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂ B̴̨̬͇̝̯͍̲̺͔͇̠̩̲̙̮̤͎͋́̑̀̐̎̅̅̒͐̉̕͝͠î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃d̷̙̝͍͙͔̬̝̹̭̜̳̎̉̅̎̍̽ (C̷͉̱̎̅͒̾̎̀̀͗̊̈̾̍̚h̸̼̱͈͉̘͓͎̟̄͛͛̽͛̿͑̓̂͒̔̒͝î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋l̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂d̷̙̝͍͙͔̬̝̹̭̜̳̎̉̅̎̍̽), B̴̨̬͇̝̯͍̲̺͔͇̠̩̲̙̮̤͎͋́̑̀̐̎̅̅̒͐̉̕͝͠î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃d̷̙̝͍͙͔̬̝̹̭̜̳̎̉̅̎̍̽ D̷̛̟̥̳̝̭͈̪̪͇̳͈̮͖̊̆͆̽̃͊͒͂̌̐̍͠ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚ (Ŗ̷̜̹̪͙̤̬͐̌͛̈́̃͆̌̚o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋ķ̸̡̻̤̮̖̳̻̿̇̇̈͐̇̒͂̒̌̾̈́͗͐̕͘͜͝î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠), B̴̨̬͇̝̯͍̲̺͔͇̠̩̲̙̮̤͎͋́̑̀̐̎̅̅̒͐̉̕͝͠î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃d̷̙̝͍͙͔̬̝̹̭̜̳̎̉̅̎̍̽ D̷̛̟̥̳̝̭͈̪̪͇̳͈̮͖̊̆͆̽̃͊͒͂̌̐̍͠ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚ (C̷͉̱̎̅͒̾̎̀̀͗̊̈̾̍̚h̸̼̱͈͉̘͓͎̟̄͛͛̽͛̿͑̓̂͒̔̒͝a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘m̵̧̛̛̦͕̪̺̮̣̣̞͎̹̥̥͉͙͎̉̆͆́p̴͔̳̫̭̺̝̫͂͒́̿̈́̿͌̔̎̀î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚), B̴̨̬͇̝̯͍̲̺͔͇̠̩̲̙̮̤͎͋́̑̀̐̎̅̅̒͐̉̕͝͠î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃d̷̙̝͍͙͔̬̝̹̭̜̳̎̉̅̎̍̽ D̷̛̟̥̳̝̭͈̪̪͇̳͈̮͖̊̆͆̽̃͊͒͂̌̐̍͠ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚ (Ų̷̥͔͚̺̙̗̱͐̄̿̈́͑͐̇̒̅̈́͌̎́̀͋̕͝l̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋m̵̧̛̛̦͕̪̺̮̣̣̞͎̹̥̥͉͙͎̉̆͆́a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠) M̷̢̨͉̻͔̭͔̥̟̬̻̙̑́̀̎̂̅̀̿͒̌̏́͘̕͜ͅa̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ĉ̸̨̧̛͖̮̭͙̭̱͐̉͛̈́́͛͂ K̶̨̛̳̖͇͍͕̪̦̤̼̦͗́̀̓́̑n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜h̸̼̱͈͉̘͓͎̟̄͛͛̽͛̿͑̓̂͒̔̒͝ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ B̴̨̬͇̝̯͍̲̺͔͇̠̩̲̙̮̤͎͋́̑̀̐̎̅̅̒͐̉̕͝͠î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃d̷̙̝͍͙͔̬̝̹̭̜̳̎̉̅̎̍̽ D̷̛̟̥̳̝̭͈̪̪͇̳͈̮͖̊̆͆̽̃͊͒͂̌̐̍͠ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚ (M̷̢̨͉̻͔̭͔̥̟̬̻̙̑́̀̎̂̅̀̿͒̌̏́͘̕͜ͅė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘: P̷̳͎̗̺̞̗͈̥̞͕̂̀̃́̀̕ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃f̸̤̱̏͛͐̔̀͒̌͊͘͝ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ĉ̸̨̧̛͖̮̭͙̭̱͐̉͛̈́́͛͂ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ F̷̡͍̰͖̐̂̈͂͑̑̏͑̋̚͘o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋ŕ̷͕̣̝̟̜̒̽̉̎̃m̵̧̛̛̦͕̪̺̮̣̣̞͎̹̥̥͉͙͎̉̆͆́)

D̷̛̟̥̳̝̭͈̪̪͇̳͈̮͖̊̆͆̽̃͊͒͂̌̐̍͠î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜î̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘m̵̧̛̛̦͕̪̺̮̣̣̞͎̹̥̥͉͙͎̉̆͆́a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ C̷͉̱̎̅͒̾̎̀̀͗̊̈̾̍̚o̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋m̵̧̛̛̦͕̪̺̮̣̣̞͎̹̥̥͉͙͎̉̆͆́p̴͔̳̫̭̺̝̫͂͒́̿̈́̿͌̔̎̀l̶̰̟̤͗̅̑͑͂͂ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠d̷̙̝͍͙͔̬̝̹̭̜̳̎̉̅̎̍̽, M̷̢̨͉̻͔̭͔̥̟̬̻̙̑́̀̎̂̅̀̿͒̌̏́͘̕͜ͅo̴̰̥̙͕̯͎̻̼͕̼͋̍̄͑͊͋v̷̡̢̢͖͓͓̭̞͍͈̺͍̲̂̊̅̀̓̈́̃̋͜͠ͅî̸̛̮͖̠̾́̽͐̆̂̌́̇̄́̋n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚ġ̵̨͙͔͖͓̠͓͇́͑͜ Ô̷̦͕̤̞͙̤͎̋̀̒̋̆̕n̵͈͚̍͛̀̅́̈́̾̿̐̑͆̿̚, S̴͎͕̤̯̝̻̆̌̀̌̽̌̀͐̆̊͗͗ͅţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐a̸̡̛̳͍̞͎̮͔̫̘̥͚̍̈̈̈͌̒́̀̅̔̕͘ţ̴͍͔͍̰̭̳̲̩̻̩̙̫͓̗̂͒̍͐ǘ̸̧̠̤̹̞͇͔̺͇̱͠ͅs̷̙̯̫̭͔̏ T̶̡͚̘̹̩̖͙͕̩̱̜̫̟̤̈́̍̅͊̊̇ͅy̷̻̞̦͈͖͈̙͍͚̝̫̔p̴͔̳̫̭̺̝̫͂͒́̿̈́̿͌̔̎̀ė̶̡̼̩̐̈́̓͂̀̈́̃̾͊̌̒̐͘͠

As soon as the light faded and an egg dropped to the bed it began all over again. For nearly twenty minutes this process continued uninterrupted.

“IZUKU!” 

Or well, it was uninterrupted until Izuku’s mom walked into the room to see her son glowing with green pixelated energy, and blood pouring from his nose, and apparently there was a lot of it.

-Day Later-

Sitting in a small office with the Midoriya’s was their new doctor, one Dr. Hamada Daisuke, since Doctor Tsubasa was out that day, was sitting at his desk, with one very confused mother as well as a very confused little boy. The doctor was just sitting there, chin resting in his hand, staring at the small boy in wonder. 

"Excuse me, but could you repeat that?" Inko, asked. What the doctor had said made very little sense to her. Her own quirk was a little strange, but this was on a whole other level.

The doctor nodded slightly to Inko, still focusing on Izuku and repeated himself. "Of course. Young Midoriya's quirk has no connection to your quirk or your ex-husband's quirk, but rather, something new, something the likes of which I have never seen, in fact I would go so far as to say that his quirk is in a completely different league of its own compared to most quirks." The doctor then paused to allow the mother a few seconds to reevaluate that part. 

Inko remembered Hisashi's quirk as being fire breathing. It was a fairly decently powered fire quirk that allowed him to breath great bouts of flame up to ten feet. But from the scene she had walked in on last night with her little boy's hand shoved into the computer screen, she could not understand how her minor telekinesis and her former husband’s fire breathing created the quirk her son now had.

The doctor then continued. "My quirk ‘Quirk Scan’ allows me to basically see a person's quirk in the form of a screen that reveals everything about it. From its strengths, to its weaknesses, what it can and can't do, but in this case your son, who doesn’t have either your quirk or his father's quirk, mind you this does happen, it’s rare, but every now and then a child will develop a quirk completely different from the parents quirk, I would be better off telling you what he can do. But before I get to that, you told me, and just to make sure I understand this, he created eggs, to be exact a total of four eggs, correct.”

Inko and Izuku nodded their heads. The Doctor gave a slow nod of his head as well.

“Alright, that adds up to what I'm reading, until the eggs…hatch… we won’t know much more about them until that time, but for now I can tell you what can do aside from creating eggs, from what I’m seeing he has also gained several other abilities from his time connected to the…let's call it the ‘Digital Web’ shall we, one seems pretty basic and while it looks to be a cross between a physical enhancement and some sort of emitter, it looks like it increases his natural physical abilities, I’m going to go out on a limb and guess that he will be stronger than average when this ability is activated, the second half of that ability seems to give his access to at least eight elemental powers, I'm seeing fire, ice, lightning, and, light? Of that eight, four powers seem to be joined to another, Fire and Ice, and then Light and Lightning. Then there is the Egg Creation ability, and the final ability appears to be every government's worst nightmare.”

Inko and Izuku blinked.

“Excuse me, what…?” Inko demanded

“Your son is a super computer, according to this, he has access to his own hud system, holographic screens and keyboards, access to the internet, any and all nearby security cameras, defense systems, security systems, satellites, phones, basically anything digital, clocks, tv's, computers, you name it. Of course it can do so much more, but I feel that that's the most important part, and I’d advise that you tell no one about that aspect.”

 Izuku was wide eyed. He could really do all that, did that mean he could finally be a hero, he just had to ask. 

 “Does that mean I can finally be a hero?” his voice came out soft, almost a whisper, but it was a voice full of hope. 

Both mother and doctor turned to look at the small greenette. The Doctor looked to the boy's mother who gave a shaky nod.

“Kiddo, I’m going to be honest with you, you have the 'Most' versatile quirk I have ever seen, with just one of these three extra abilities, you could most definitely be a hero, be it a combat hero, support hero, rescue hero, an intelligence hero, or even an underground hero. And that's not including the eggs, because until they hatch,” he said looking down at the backpack that held one of the mentioned eggs, a white egg with green swirls. “We have no idea what will come out of them. It could be an item that pops out, or it could be that you're supposed to throw it and it explodes.” the man explained, Izuku at the last comment grabs the egg from the backpack and holds it close to his chest, staring at the man in horror for daring to think of such a horrible thing.

“But that reaction, right there, tells me that something far more precious is inside.” the man chuckled “So that means, we are most likely dealing with a companion type quirk.”

Earning a bright smile from the child.

“And if we are dealing with a companion quirk, we can at least expect four little critters of some sort before long.”

Inko was now worried, she knew her son was happy and she was happy for him, but she worried about the number of mouths to feed, and with her husband no longer in the picture she'd have to do it herself. 

“So before we go test out your quirk, are there any questions you would like to ask?”  Dr. Hamada inquired kindly

“Several!” Inko nearly shouted.

*A few hours later...* 

 Izuku was excited to be back home, the things he had learned that he could do with his quirk was just too good to not have its own section in one of his ‘Hero Analysis’ notebooks. They had ended up calling his quirk, ‘Digital World’, and like Dr. Hamada had said, he was basically a super computer, that could create digital lifeforms, and give himself his own programs, like the newly named ‘Digisoul’, ‘Code of Life’, and ‘Master Control’ programs. 

The only drawbacks they had discovered so far is that he tends to get migraines and nosebleeds, if he over uses the programs, however the Doctor had said that the time he could use the programs, like all quirks, can be expanded on and the time limit could be increased with training while slowly increasing the time he could use them before a migraine caused nosebleeds. So far he could use each program for about  ten minutes before a migraine started, and fifteen minutes before he got a nosebleed.

His mother had also asked multiple questions, which the doctor was all too happy to answer, he had even helped to set them up in a program that would help with buying groceries in the event Izuku’s newly hatched companion’s needed to eat.

But what Izuku was really excited about was the discovery that had been made about the eggs.

Sitting his backpack on his bed, he unzipped it, laying it gently on its side, before taking a step back.

“You can come out now, we’re home, I promise you’ll be safe.”

The backpack gave a little shake, before the opening was pushed open by, in Izuku's own words, the cutest little monster ever. First to pop out was the top half of the Digitama as Izuku had called it, followed by a hesitant little face, and the rest of its little slime body. In all actuality the little monster looked like  egg yolk and whites with an eggshell still on its head, but the creature's little adorable face made up for it.

“Yo.'' The little slime creature cooed up at Izuku as its gaze wandered around the boys room, gaining a bright smile from said boy.

“Welcome home, Yolkmon!” the boy exclaimed excitedly, also gaining a smile from the now named creature, “Together, we’re all going to have so much fun, and be heroes together.”

That was the day that it all truly began for Izuku, the day he would begin the journey to becoming one of the world's greatest heroes, and it was a journey he wouldn’t be alone, not with all of his new friends that would soon be joining him.

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If Izuku was being honest he had thought having a quirk would make his life better and that he could go back to being friends with Kacchan again, and in some ways he was correct, most of his classmates had stopped bullying him, primarily the girls and a few of the other boys, and even the teachers were being nice to him again which was a bonus, and the day before he returned to school the last three of his Digitama hatched. The only problem was that Kacchan, or really he should start calling him Bakugou, had not been happy, in fact he had been downright angry. All because apparently he had somehow upstaged his former friend as being the strongest in school.

-Flash Back-

Izuku was standing in the front of his second grade classroom with his teacher, Mikoto-sensei, who was by far one of his favorite teachers within the school, who had a happy smile upon her face after having been informed with the principal and the school nurse by his mother, who had come to update his student profile of his new quirked status, of his new quirk, both teacher and nurse seemed to have had let go of an unseen burden and were all to happy for him, while the principal seemed happy for him, it was clear it wasn’t for him getting a quirk, as much as it was for how powerful his quirk was compared to everyone else's.

“Listen up class, I have some very exciting news!” the woman cheerfully began causing everyone to look her way and by extension Izuku’s way.

“Is Deku finally dropping out, about time, some of us were getting sick of his face!”  

“Bakugou Katsuki, that will be five minutes standing at the wall during recess. We do not say mean things about your classmates.” the teacher scolded the blonde.

“As for the good news, it appears Midoriya here was misdiagnosed and has finally activated his quirk.”

 “What is it?”

“What did you get?”

“Bet it’s something stupid and weak!”

“Bakugou Katsuki, do I need to make it ten minutes at the wall?!” the teacher warned again.

Izuku winced slightly at all the noise before a smile grew on his face.

He waited for his teacher to get everyone back under control before he spoke.

“My quirk is called ‘Digital World’,” he began making a few holographic screens and keyboards appear, “I can access the internet with these screens, create my own computer programs that give me unique abilities, like my ‘Digi-Soul’ program,” he paused in his excited rant to allow his screens to disappear to show off the green pixelated energy around his hands, apparently the strange energy actually flowed through his entire body and only really formed around his hands, “According to the doctor this energy, makes me really strong, fast, and durable, I can also change its properties to give me super moves,” the green energy changed to a bright flaming red that quickly turned into actual flames, “This move is called ‘Pyro Punch’, I also have ‘Thunder Punch’, ‘Subzero Ice Punch’ and ‘Hand of Fate’, I also have four other moves called ‘Transcendent Sword’, ‘Supreme Cannon’, ‘Lightning Joust’, and ‘Shield of the Just’.” he exclaimed excitedly bouncing in place slightly, “Oh yeah!” He stopped in his excitement to pull out what used to be an old handheld game system, it had turned out he could reprogram the system just by touching it and linking it to his ‘Hud’ system’ that had been a useful ability, as it made carrying around his friends so much easier.

“I also have these little guys, come on out you guys!” he called out happily, watching as four beams of light shot out of the screen from the handheld system to the amazement of both the teacher and students.

When the light cleared everyone could only stare in shock at the four little monsters.

“Eeeeeekkkk, They’re so CUTE!” several of the girls squealed.

“Oh wow!”

“That's so cool Midoriya!”

“You have little monsters, that's awesome!”

“Hah, they look weak as hell!”

“Thats ten minutes now at the wall Bakugou, I will not warn you again!”

Izuku couldn’t help but smile at finally having some positive reactions from his classmates.

“These guys are my Digimon, or you can call them Digital Monsters, this here is Yolkmon, Fusamon, Punimon, and Leafmon.” he explained pointing to each Digimon as he named them off.

“Right now they’re just babies, and we expect them to grow as they get older, Dr. Hamada believes that as they grow that they will evolve to their next stage, so they won’t always look this cute.” Izuku finished up his explanation.

“Well Midoriya-kun, we are all excited to see your quirk and are happy you finally have it.”

With that said Izuku took his seat with his digimon either taking up his lap, sitting on his shoulder, or in the case of Fusamon, napping in his hair.

Kacchan had remained quiet after that.

It wasn’t until recess that the explosive blonde and his three lackey’s made their move.

Izuku was sitting with a few other kids from his class and kids from the other class. The girls cooing and playing gently with the little Digimon, some of the boys in the group were asking questions about his quirk.

“Bakugou, no, don’t!” one of the girls cried, followed by a terrified cry.

“Punpunpunpunpun!”

Izuku whirled around at the familiar cry of Punimon, and froze at the horrifying sight before him.

Kacchan was standing there with his lackeys Tsubasa, Tanaka and Watanabi. But it was what was struggling between Kacchans smoking hands that had Izuku in a panic.

“Kacchan, let Punimon go, you're scaring them!” he pleaded, his gut clenching as fear gripped him.

“Hah, it’s just a stupid little monster, why should I!” the explosive blonde barked

“Please Kacchan let Punimon go, they’re just a baby, if you don’t I’ll…I’ll…” Izuku pleaded

“You’ll what…that's right you’ll do jack shit cause I’m in charge right now.” Bakugou snarled.

Izuku then noticed how Kacchan’s friends were reaching towards the other digimon.

“No!” Izuku shouted

To everyone's surprise the three digimon turned towards the reaching hands.

Fusamon let out a high pitched threatening cry that caused the boy reaching towards him to jump back in fear.

Yolkmon began to release bubbles from its body that had the one targeting him jerking his hand back.

And the boy who had dared to reach for Leafmon got a bubble spit at him that had popped on his hand leaving behind a small burn and causing him to yell out in shock.

“What the heck are you losers doing, grab the damn things already!” Bakugou ordered, Punimon seeing its friends fighting back managed to wiggle just enough that it had somehow managed to bite down on the blonde's finger, causing the boy to screech and fling the little red monster away.

“Arrgh, get them!” the angry blonde demanded clutching at his hurt finger.

The three goons got their courage back and went to grab the little digimon again.

But then something happened that they had not expected, when a bright light began to surround each of the little creatures.

It was difficult to see through the light but they appeared to be growing.

It was then they each spoke for the first time in a moment of instinctual power.

“Yolkmon digivolve to…” the little egg-like digimon body shifted as feathers sprouted along its body, two bird-like legs sprouted underneath it, as a beak and tail took form along with two little wings. Shouting out its new name as the light burst from it’s body.

“Fluffymon!”

“Fusamon digivolve to…arf” the little puppy digimon sprouted stub-like legs and a tail, its eyes opening up it’s coloring darkening slightly.

“Bowmon, arf!”

“Leafmon digivolve to…” The little green slime called out through the light, its leaf retracting into its head to be replaced with two antenna/ear-like protrusions and a strand of ivy (hair), its body elongating slightly revealing a cocoon of sorts with two little arms emerging, taking on a slight buglike appearance.

“Minomon!”

“Punimon digivolve to…” Punimon’s body grew slightly; the three stubs on its head disappeared only to be replaced with two fins while a tail grew from its back, its body went from being red to yellow with purple stripes along its tail.

“Nyaromon!”

Everyone was shocked at the sight. The little monsters grew. It wasn’t by very much, but they grew. They wondered if they could do it again.

Bakugou and his followers were the most shocked. They had thought the things were weak, but now that they had changed forms, would that have changed as well.

“What the hell!” Bakugou shouted “What are you freaks?”

The little bird creature glared up at Bakugou, eyes filled with determination.

“Izukumon told you already, we’re digimon…”

“Digital Monsters!” the four called out together.

“Tch, doesn’t matter, get them!” Bakugou ordered again, lunging at the little bird.

“Birdy Head!” the bird called out charging at the boy, headbutting him in the stomach dropping the boy to his knees.

The other three who had tried to attack as well were met with similar attacks.

Tsubasa charged the newly named Bowmon whose mouth filled with sparks of flame.

“Puppy Spark, arf!” The little puppy dog gave a bark unleashing the small sparks of fire. 

Tsubasa jumped back, afraid of getting burned.

“Pinecone!” Minomon shouted, creating a ball of some sort of silklike substance that had hardened.

Tanaka received the ‘pinecone’ to the head courtesy of Minomon shouting launching it at him

“Fox Tail!” Nyaromon cried out launching her body at Watanabi and began to furiously smack the body with her wiry hair covered tail. The boy could only cover his face and try to swat at the cat creature.

Everyone around could only watch in awe at how quickly Bakugou and his goons were taken down by the little digimon.

Izuku himself was in awe of his friends. Normally he would have checked to make sure Kacchan was okay, but now he could really care less.

“Forget this.” Bakugou growled as he got up, still clutching his stomach, “Come on guys, let's get away from these stupid monsters, keep those freaks away from me Deku!” the boy demanded as he and his group stormed off, trying and failing to look tough.

As soon as the four had left Izuku found himself scooping up all four of the little monsters into a big hug, and surrounded by several other kids.

All praising and worrying over them.

Izuku was just glad they weren’t hurt.

-Flash Back End-

That had been two years ago.

Izuku was now nine years old, and a lot had happened in that time. For starters Izuku had cut all ties with Bakugou. That day after Bakugou had threatened Punimon, now Nyaromon, he had gone home and told his mom what had happened, after that day his Aunt Mitsuki made sure to leave her son at home with her husband Masaru if she ever decided to visit, and Izuku would stay home if his mom went and visited them.

The second thing to happen was Bakugou’s failed attempt at trying to turn the school against Izuku, stating that only villains used monsters. In the end it only partially succeeded, a few had started calling him a slave driver and other names, while the majority of the school sided with him, saying that he and his digimon would make wonderful heroes, letting him know his quirk was useful, cool, and unique.

Thirdly he had gained more knowledge on coding and programming, and had even delved into inventing his own equipment, like his Digivice Headset. This resulted in him creating a new App that at first glance looked like an app for a game, but was in fact a small world that only he, his digimon and his mother could access. 

And that had been a surprise to Inko when her son handed her a Digivice headset and told her to follow him. After having her stand before the Computer and pushing a button on the side of the headset she had found herself and Izuku on an Island surrounded by clear blue ocean water and white sandy beaches. 

She at first had tried to scold him, demanding to know where they were at, only to learn they were in a world inside of an app that he created. She was very impressed. On her days off from work she could be found gardening in a section of the island she had claimed, and that had been a surprise to learn that she could plant actual seeds that would grow into actual plants she could harvest and take home to cook with. And if you couldn’t find her in her garden you could find her sitting on the beach reading or sunbathing.

Along with the new knowledge on coding and programming also came the creation of a few more friends.

Bokomon, Cutemon, Starmon, all of the Pickmon and the Floramon, had been a great help in some way or another. The Floramon, of which there were four, had taken to helping take care of Izuku’s moms garden. Cutemon was absolutely adorable with his pink rabbit-like appearance and could often be found healing the other digimon after training, she preferred healing over that of combat. 

Bokomon was smart, he loved to read and learn new things, Izuku had made a large building with a massive library for the digimon, the library had a digital version of every book written. Sure Izuku could just use his quirk to do research, but you could never go wrong with a second pair of eyes.

Starmon and the Pickmon were a packaged deal, and while they couldn’t digivolve like the other digimon they could Digifuse into three different swords. It was always good to have an extra weapon on hand.

And the final thing was his discovery of Dagobah beach, a literal trash heap. The place had become Izuku’s and by extension the digimons personal training area. 

At least three times a week Izuku and his friends would go to the trash filled beach to train, be it picking up trash, or using it as target practice. Izuku would even use old refrigerators as a punching dummy. Which is what he was doing now.

“Thunder Punch!” he called out right before a lightning coated fist slammed into the door of the fridge, sending it flying backwards, only for Izuku to blitz forward with his enhanced speed and to land a second hit with his other lightning-covered fist.

Jumping away from the damaged refrigerator the lightning coating his fists was replaced with fire. Charging at the target again he called out his second attack.

“Pyro Punch!” This time a small fiery explosion caused the door of the fridge to collapse inwards as it flew back.

“Go Izukumon!” came the cheer from his onlookers.

“Please don’t strain yourself Izukumon!” Cutemon called out worriedly.

“Don’t worry I won’t,” Izuku called back with a smile, “I finally increased my time limit to thirty minutes before I get a migraine and forty minutes before I start getting a nose bleed. I have to keep pushing myself if I want to get into U.A. when I leave middle school, I’d like to at least increase my time limit to two hours, if not more before the entrance exams. If I can get it higher then it means more time protecting people and keeping villains off the streets.” Izuku explained, not noticing he had gained a new audience member that had heard the explosion of the refrigerator, and the calling out of what they had assumed were super moves.

“You still shouldn’t push yourself young Izukumon, Cutemon is correct, you shouldn’t strain yourself, you forget you still have six years before you can apply to U.A. High.” Bokomon scolded lightly from his position on an old couch, reading a book on medical science.

“Arf, Izukumon is the coolest, he’s going to be better than All Might, Arf.” Bowmon yipped, earning a laugh from Izuku.

“I don’t think anyone will ever be better than All Might, he’s All Might the symbol of Peace.”

“Your little monsters are right, kid, you shouldn’t push yourself the way you are, especially if it means you’re giving yourself migraines and nosebleeds. Stop trying to put the weight of the world on yourself and then you will be better than All Might. And I know I’m old as dirt and perhaps things have changed, but isn’t public quirk usage illegal, I know this place is a dump and all, but it’s still in the public.”

Izuku froze at the unknown elderly voice. Panic and worry gripped his heart, as his head swiveled around to look over his shoulder.

Most of the Digimon jumped in fright, turning to look at the old couch, while Bokomon merely turned his head to look at the old man who had somehow snuck up and taken a seat next to the intelligent digimon.

Izuku could only stare at the old man, heart beating against his ribcage like a jackhammer.

“So,” the old man began, “Who are you and what’s with the menagerie of monsters?”

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Izuku was rooted to the spot. 

He wasn’t sure if he should answer the old man.

Bokomon took the choice from when the shock of the old man’s appearance finally wore off, letting out a yelp and throwing his book in his attempt to get away. 

It was apparently all that was needed for the others to scream and return to the visor headset, or the digivice as it was called, in a flash of light. 

It was all Izuku needed to run.

Left alone in the clearing still sitting on the couch the man couldn’t help the smirk that crossed his wrinkled face.

“Was it something I said…eh, oh well, I always did love a good chase.”

Back with Izuku….

Izuku was running for all he was worth, ducking, dodging and jumping over or around piles of trash. 

He didn’t think the old guy was following, and considering the man had a cane gave credence to that idea.

He had no idea how wrong he was.

Running around a corner he came face to face with the smiling old man.

“Howdy.”

“Eeeeekkk!” Izuku screeched in terror before bolting in another direction.

The man blinked.

“Is it my breath? I was so sure I brushed my teeth this morning.” he snickered before giving chase again.

Izuku ran deeper into the piles of trash, going so far as to even crawl under some of the piles that created little arches.

He even jumped onto an old car and onto an old dishwasher before leaping to the ground and ducking behind an old bus.

Breathing heavily. There was no way the man would find him. Taking a moment to catch his breath, as he peeked around the back end of the bus.

“Who are we hiding from?”

Izuku froze. 

‘There’s no way’ he thought to himself as he turned his head stiffly to look behind him, and sure enough…

“By the way didn’t anyone ever tell you it's rude to…” the man was cut off as Izuku bolted.

“What are they teaching kids these days, no respect for the elderly.” 

Izuku was in full blown panic mode. How in the hell was this old guy finding him. It had to be a quirk, it was the only explanation.

Izuku was running into a small clean clearing when he heard it, the whooshing sound of air was all the warning he got before a foot implanted itself into his young back.

“Aaahh!” he screamed out in shock as he fell face first into the sand.

He groaned as the weight disappeared from his back. 

Although his relief was short lived as he was whacked atop his head courtesy of the man’s cane.

“As I was saying, didn’t anyone tell you it's rude to run away from your elders when they ask you a question?”

Izuku rubbed the back of his head, groaning from the pain.

“Ow…” what was up with this freaky old man. Why the hell was he chasing him?

“Ah, come on, you’re not going to give up after a little tap from my cane are you?”

Izuku groaned as he got up.

“Sir what do you want?” Izuku asked, still rubbing his head.

The man's expression smoothed out, giving him an almost blank look.

“You didn’t answer my question about those little critters with you, and now I want to know where they disappeared to?” the man replied.

Izuku felt one of his eyes twitch as he looked up at the man, just now realizing how small he was compared to himself.

‘Seriously’ Izuku thought, this guy chased him down just to ask about his quirk.

“Umm…They’re called Digimon and they’re an aspect created from my quirk!” Izuku revealed quizzically, wondering why the guy was so interested in his digimon, “And they hid inside of this device I created.” he explained pointing to the aviator styled headset he was wearing, “I call it the Digivice.”

The man blinked at the explanation.

“So the flaming and lightning covered fists isn’t your quirk?” he asked, tilting his head, if Izuku hadn’t been paying attention he would have missed the slight narrowing of the man's eyes.

‘Curious’, Izuku thought.

“No, that's another aspect created from my quirk as well!”

The man blinked with confusion clearly written across his face.

“Then what the heck is your quirk?” came the confused question

“My quirk is called…”

“IZUKUMON DON’T YOU DARE TELL THIS STRANGER WHAT YOUR QUIRK IS FOR ALL WE KNOW HE COULD BE A PEDOPHILE!” Bokomon’s voice rang out through the speakers on the side of the Digivice.

“HAH, YOU BRAT I’M NOT A PEDOPHILE!” the man shouted in indignation 

“HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT, FOR ALL WE KNOW YOU ARE!” Bokomon shouted back, causing Izuku to wince at the volume.

“I’ll HAVE YOU KNOW I’M A RETIRED PRO!” the elder argued back.

Izuku was going to get a headache from the two yelling at each other.

“ENOUGH!” Izuku shouted.

The digimon and the old man stopped their shouting match.

“Sir, do you have proof you’re a retired Pro?” Izuku quizzed the old man.

“Oh look, you do have a brain, I was afraid you would only take me at face value.” The man chimed happily as he whipped out his wallet and pulled out an old hero license, handing it over to Izuku to look at.

“Gran Torino.” Izuku read aloud as he glanced at the picture that revealed a younger looking man in the photo, but glancing at the man's face revealed the similarities to the one in the picture.

Nodding, he handed the license back to the now named Sorahiko Torino, or Gran Torino if going by his hero name.

“Sorry about that sir, but my friend Bokomon did have a good point.” Izuku pointed out.

“Eh, it was partially my fault chasing you around like I did, but in my defense I’m old and don’t get to have fun too often nowadays and you running away in fear reminded me of how an old student of mine would try to get away from me. So I simply couldn’t help myself, admittedly you did a better job at trying to escape me then he did.” the man explained happily with a large grin.

Izuku could feel his eyes growing large.

“Uhuh, okay…”

“Anyways,” Gran Torino continued cutting the nine year old off, “So what is your quirk?”

Izuku decided it would just be better and told the retired hero.

“My quirk is called ‘Digital World’, I can access anything connected to the internet, or anything in general that's digital” Izuku began allowing his ‘Hud system’ and its accompanying screens and keyboards to appear, “With my Hud system I can create my own programs, like my Digi-Soul that you saw earlier, the whole flaming fist and lightning fist, I can do and icy version and a light version of those as well, there are four others I can do as well, it also increases my physical abilities by thirty percent, that includes strength, speed and durability, then I have my digimon, they’re my friends.” Izuku beamed at the last bit, pushing a button on the side of the digivice to bring the digimon back out.

Sorahiko blinked, stunned at the explanation, staring at the six monsters, or rather the Digimon as the kid had called them.

“I feel as if that was the edited version and not the full description, but hell kid, that’s an impressive quirk.” Sorahiko was impressed as well as slightly worried.

Impressed because the kid could go into almost any field of heroics. And worried because of how many facets the quirk had, sure he had seen some very versatile quirks in his life, but this one took the cake, and made him think of… him. But…No it couldn’t be, that monster wasn’t capable of it…at least he sure hoped not.

“So why aren’t you at school?” Sorahiko decided to change the subject even though he knew what day it was.

“Oh, it's the weekend, and I started coming here to train and clean up a little while I’m at it.”

“Train, why are you training?” As if Sorahiko didn’t already know, he had heard the kid mentioning he was planning on taking the U.A. entrance exams.

Izuku’s grin nearly blinded the retired pro.

Damn, the kid's smile was like looking at the sun. It was too damn bright, kind of like a certain dumb knucklehead Torino knew.

“Because I want to be a hero when I grow up, so I’m starting early so I can be ready for the U.A. entrance exams.”

“Yeah, we're all going to become heroes together.” a little green bird chirped happily next to Izuku’s foot, reminding the two that they weren’t alone.

“Oh, I should probably introduce you to everyone, this here is Fluffymon, Bowmon, Bokomon you’ve already met, then we have Nyaromon, Minomon, and Cutemon.”

“It’s nice to meet you!” “Charmed!” “Hiya!” They all greeted the man.

“Huh they all talk.” Torino balked slightly before shaking himself, “So you want to be heroes, huh? That’s not going to be easy, I can tell you’ve got talent, and I’ve already seen your potential. The problem is you're sloppy, you’ve got no finesse, no technique and no fighting style, every time you throw a punch it looks like you're trying to imitate a certain blonde idiot I know. And trust me one of him is enough.” the former pro quipped, “And just look at those noodle arms, you don’t look like you could fight your way out of a paper bag,” the man provoked.

“Hey now…” Izuku tried to defend himself

“You can’t always expect your quirk to carry you through a fight, sure it helps but it’s merely one tool in your admittedly large arsenal.” Sorahiko continued cutting the boy off. 

“ARF, HEY YOU CAN’T TALK TO IZUKUMON LIKE THAT, I’LL SHOW YOU, PUPPY SPARK, ARF!” Bowmon snarled at the elder for daring to say mean things to their Izukumon, lunging at said man.

“WAIT, BOWMON NO!” Izuku shouted at his puppy friend, only to wince in pain as the retired pro whacked the puppy digimon on the head with his cane.

“Down boy!” the man ordered in a stern voice.

Bowmon hit the ground with a whimper and a small yelp.

“Another thing, you critters also need to train, you didn’t even know I was there earlier until I said something, you need to be more aware of your surroundings, what if I had actually been a villain, I could have easily taken you all out and taken your green haired friend as a hostage, or worse.”

They all looked down in shame, even Bowmon let out a whimper.

“Guess that just means I’m going to have to whip you youngins into shape,” Sorahiko gave a terrifying grin, “And I’ve got six years to do it too.” he cackled at the look of horror on their faces.

Izuku shook himself quickly at the man's proclamation.

“Wait, you're going to help us?” He blurted out questioningly

“Yup!” the man grinned ferally.

“But you don’t even know me, or any of us?” Izuku was just confused at this point

“Nope, speaking of which, what's your name kid?”

“Midoriya Izuku!” the greenette answered without thinking.

“Well Midoriya, I expect to see you here tomorrow for training, and make sure to tell your parents, would hate for your mom and dad to wonder why their son came home all battered and bruised.” Sorahiko ordered.

“Oh, um, sure I’ll tell mom when I get home, she’ll probably be a bit happier that I actually have someone supervising me.” Izuku replied.

“Oh, not your father?” the small man asked in curiosity.

“No, my parents are divorced, have been since I was four, I was misdiagnosed as quirkless, it caused some issues and then mom found out he was living a double life.” That last bit caught Torino’s interest.

“A double life?” Sorahiko knew he was fishing, and it was probably wrong that he was basically wheedling information out of the kid.

“Yeah apparently he has a second family, mom caught him on the phone asking someone about his other son, I can’t remember the specifics, but yeah apparently I have an older brother.”

“Yup that’d do it.” Torino replied, inwardly he was relieved, there was no way this bright kid was anywhere remotely related to that monster. 

“Well, enough of that, you had better head home, and I expect you to be here tomorrow morning after you eat breakfast.”

Izuku and his friends stood up straight at the commanding tone.

“Sir, yes sir!” they cried out in unison.

Little did they know what kind of hell would await them all.

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Izuku and his digimon weren’t sure what they had been worried about when they began their training under Gran Torino during that first month. Sure it was hard but it wasn’t like it was some sort of ‘Hell Training’. And yeah Torino may have been a bit of a Task Master, but he wasn’t a Slave Driver. 

And when asked why Torino had this to say.

“Well for one you are only nine years old, secondly with how your quirk works we don’t have to turn you into some sort of muscle head, got to many of those running around and only think with their fists, you’ve at least got a good head on your shoulders, besides you’re built more for speed, agility and flexibility, so I’d like for you to focus on that, now don’t think I won’t have you doing some sort of strength training, you’ll be doing that when you’re cleaning the beach with the help of your digimon. Once I think you are a suitable point we’ll begin your combat training, I spoke to your mother and we both agreed to get you into a martial arts class, that’ll help you find a fighting style that fits your needs, while also giving you some fighting experience.”

The answer had been a bit more than what Izuku had expected, but he was pleased with it nonetheless. 

And though he wasn’t brutal with training, he was brutal when it was revealed that he was a bit of a prankster. 

Izuku had found that out the hard way when Torino decided to act senile and lost, and had Izuku chasing the man all over the piles of trash looking for someone called ‘Nana’ and calling him ‘Toshinor’. It terrified Izuku to the point it had him calling his mom for help. Only for Torino to crack up laughing.

That had been another thing. Introducing Gran to his mom, the two had gotten along like a house on fire, meeting in person after that phone call, it was quite frankly frightening at how well the two had hit it off. It had already gotten to the point that after training on the weekends that Gran was expected to join them for dinner.

And true to their word, a week after their talk, Izuku had been enrolled in a local dojo, for the first year he would focus on both Taekwondo, and Boxing, once he was proficient with those they would switch him over to Krav Maga and Tai Chi.

When asked why Tai Chi, both his mother and Gran had stated that it was to keep him from getting too stiff and to keep his movements fluid and flowing. Why his mother knew that he didn’t know, Gran he could understand, but it was confusing how his mother knew that.

On top of his martial arts training he took up yoga with his mother at home, which turned out to be a great bonding experience.

Training aside, things were going good for the Midoriya’s and the Digimon. Izuku had even invited to show Gran the ‘Digital World’

Gran was impressed with the world Izuku had created, he had had only two questions on his first visit.

“Why the heck are you training in that dump, instead of training here?” the man groused slightly.

Izuku smiled sheepishly.

“Well I thought about it but figured this would be a better place to relax.” he flushed slightly at his reason.

“Eh, works for me, now why aren’t those guys training with you and the rest of your little monsters?” Torino asked, pointing to the group of Floramon.

“Oh those are Floramon, while they can fight they prefer to stick around here on Midori Isle, and take care of Mom’s garden.” Izuku explained waving at the plant-like digimon.

Sorahiko gave the kid a deadpanned look.

“Seriously…Midori Isle, that's the best you could come up with?”

Izuku flushed, turning his head away and scratching his cheek.

“It…it sounded nice to me.” he defended weakly.

After that first trip, Sorahiko became a regular visitor to the digital world, he even started fishing while there, and boy was it ever a surprise when Torino came out of the digital world carrying a bucket full of fish.

“How…?” Inko began.

“It shouldn’t be possible…?!” Izuku gaped.

“What, I just thought we could have fish tonight?” Torino replied, confused at the two greenettes' reaction.

Inko shook her head and walked away.

Izuku could only stare and mumble about how it wasn’t possible, then going into a muttering spree for a solid five minutes, long after Sorahiko had left the room.

Finally Izuku could only come up with one possible solution.

“My quirk is broken, very very broken!” and left it at that.

Things had also been going well at school. Despite Bakugou’s and his followers attempts at trying to make Izuku into a bad guy, or even trying to make him their punching bag, things had gone well, he didn’t have any actual friends but he did have a lot of acquaintances and he made it a habit to help out when needed. 

It had gotten to the point that everyone knew that if you needed help with something, like homework, then you should go to Midoriya, he can explain it in such a way that it seems so easy.

And while Izuku now had a positive position within the school, the same couldn’t be said for Bakugou and his goons, it had gotten to the point that the group had been labeled as ‘trouble’ or ‘delinquents’ by the other students, most had been warned to stay away from the group, but there was always the odd few who accidentally crossed paths with them and would almost end up on the wrong side of Bakugou’s explosions.

Of course Izuku had made it his mission to stop his former friend and bully, when he caught wind of the bullying. A large portion of the student body had even gone so far as to call Izuku ‘The Shining Beacon’ of either hope or peace, which always got him blushing.

This always got Bakugou and his friends angry, they had tried at one point to try and teach ‘Deku’ a lesson, but often ended up in failure, and with the new martial arts training, it just made it that much more difficult.

But for every good thing, there must always be something bad.

It had happened three months after Torino had started training Izuku.

The Midoriya’s, the four main digimon, and Torino were sitting at the Midoriya’s kitchen table or on a mat on the floor, eating a wonderful meal of grilled fish, rice, miso soup, and veggie stir fry, when Torino’s cell phone rang.

The group paused in their eating as Torino pulled out his cell phone, the one that they knew he had, but had never heard ring before.

Looking at the contact Torino blinked in surprise.

“Tsukauchi, I’m in the middle of dinner with some friends, what do…” whatever Torino was going to say was cut off by whoever this Tsukauchi person had to say.

The Midoriya’s watched in shock and worry as Torino lost all color to his face, worry and grief filling his eyes.

“I’ll be there as soon as I can!” his voice quivering slightly. He hung up a moment later and just stared brokenly at his plate.

“Gran,” Izuku asked after a few minutes of silence, “Are you okay?” he asked worried about his mentor.

“No…No I’m afraid I’m not.” came the broken reply with a small sob.

“Torino-san, what's wrong?” Inko asked gently, placing a hand on the man's shoulders.

“I…I need to leave, something terrible has happened…I need to get to the station, I’m needed in Tokyo.” Inko only nodded

“Do you want me or Izuku to walk you?” Inko asked.

Torino shook his head.

“No you two stay here, finish up this lovely meal.” he turned to Izuku, “We’re going to have to cancel our training sessions for a bit, but just because I’m gone doesn’t mean you get to slack off on your training.” 

Izuku nodded firmly at the old man.

“I’ll be back in a few weeks.” he stated as he got up and made his way out. With Inko and Izuku both telling him to be careful and call if he needed anything.

A few weeks turned into a whole month.

And while Izuku’s mom assured him that everything was ok as Torino messaged her regularly, Izuku still couldn’t help but be worried for his mentor. 

He knew Torino was okay, it was just that he looked so devastated when he had left that night. 

So he threw himself into his school work and training to distract himself from worrying over nothing. And if that didn’t work then the digimon would distract him by playing games, or starting a cuddle pile.

Kind of like the one they were in right now.

“Arf, Izukumon, can I have a belly rub?” Bowmon requested, earning a smile from Izuku, who began to gently rub the little digimons belly.

“Ah, that’s nice, arf.” the puppy crooned in delight.

They were currently at a park sitting beneath a tree, it was summer break so Izuku had more time to spend with his digimon than he normally did. And currently it was an off day. So they were all relaxing under a large tree sprawled out on a blanket. Or well Izuku was on the blanket with Bowmon, Nyaromon, and Cutemon; Bokomon was back in the digital world with his new assistants, Bakumon and Neamon; Minomon was currently sleeping while hanging from his ivy strand from a branch and was gently swaying back and forth in the gentle breeze, and Fluffymon, well…

“So soft and smells like apples.” came the happy chirps of the little bird digimon from atop Izuku’s head.

Izuku grinned gently, raising his other hand that wasn’t currently occupied and rubbed a hand down the bird's back, earning a litany of happy chirps.

“This is nice isn’t it?” Izuku asked no one in particular.

“Arf, more belly rubs, less talking.” Bowmon demanded, earning a chuckle from Izuku.

“Nya, it's really nice out today.” Nyaromon purred

“Zzzzzzz!” all eyes went up to Minomon who was fast asleep.

“It really is a nice day isn’t it?”

“Yeah.” Izuku hummed, he was content in the moment, and closed his eyes.

The warm summer breeze gently ruffled his hair.

All of their eyes shot open, even Minomon who had been deep asleep had their eyes open.

“Such a nice day in fact, I do have to question why you’re relaxing here in the park instead of  at the beach training.” came the gruff yet cheery old voice.

They all gave a shriek of terror and jumped off the blanket and away from the voice. Minomon however had a different reaction as he fell from the tree in shock.

“Minomon digivolve too…”

Minomon's body glowed and began to grow larger, its little cocoon ripping open revealing ten little legs , its antennae grew longer, its ivy hair falling off, and at the end of its abdomen, two short spikes grew in.

“Wormmon!” the little digimon cried out as he landed on his back. 

Izuku and the rest of the digimon were mystified at the sudden digivolution, while the now revealed Gran Torino was busy laughing and slapping his knees.

“Oh no, come on, stop laughing, oh this is so embarrassing!” Wormmon groaned in despair waving his little legs in the air.

“Arf, wow, you digivolved!” 

“Nya, so cool!”

“Your amazing Wormmon!”

“Did you hurt yourself, or are you okay?”

“Thank you, and no, Cutemon, I’m not hurt, I just don’t want to be on my back anymore, someone please help!”

Izuku shook himself.

“Hold on Wormmon, here let me help.” Izuku offered, reaching down to help the caterpillar.

“Oh thank you.” the little caterpillar sighed out, once back up right, he gave a gratified smile up to Izuku, although it wasn’t much of a smile as it was his eyes squinting up at him happily.

Izuku took the time to look at his friends new features, overall Wormmon was primarily a green with a pink symbol upon his head, even his legs and the spikes on his abdomen were pink, his mandibles were purple, and he even had a black band around the end of his abdomen just below the spikes.

“Well that’s not something you see everyday.” Gran Torino retorted, still chuckling. 

All eyes turned to the short man.

Wormmon growled slightly, cheeks puffing up in indignation.

“That was incredibly rude, you should be ashamed of yourself, next time you’re napping I’m going to string you up!” the little worm chided.

“I’d like to see you try brat.” the man snarked

“Humph, I’ll show you, just not today.” Wormmon grumbled.

At this point Izuku couldn’t hold himself back any longer, surprising the old man as he lunged forward and hugged the stuffing out of him.

“Gran, your back!” Izuku cheered, squeezing his mentor lightly.

Sorahiko was surprised and patted the kid on the back lightly.

“Yeah, yeah, good to see you too brat.”

Izuku let his mentor go and took a step back, looking the old man over, nodding when he didn’t see anything wrong.

“So what happened, you were gone a lot longer than just a few weeks?” the nine year old asked curiously.

Torino sighed and took a seat up against the tree.

“Long story short, a previous student of mine got injured, badly, the darned idiot got in over his head and picked a fight he almost couldn’t win, no back up, or help, just went in guns blazing.” Torino explained somberly.

“Will he be alright?” Izuku asked timidly.

“He’ll live if that's what you're asking, but he’ll be far from all right. The damage was extensive, he lost his stomach and most of respiratory system. He’ll need to take it easy for some time, and his time of being a hero is going to be cut back, but knowing the stubborn idiot, he’s going to continue pushing himself,” the man paused and looked Izuku dead in the eyes and spoke in a firm tone. “When and if you go pro, if you are ever faced with an opponent that you can’t beat, or you don’t think you can face, I want you to promise to either run, or make sure you have plenty of backup, and I’m not just referring to the digimon either, I mean actual human help. There is no shame in knowing when you are outclassed and outmatched, this goes for all of you to understand.” 

Izuku and the digimon nodded.

“We promise Torino-sensei.” The boy and the digimon vowed together.

“Good, now come on, I’ve got a craving for some ice cream, my treat.”

“Yay!” The group cheered as they packed up their stuff and left the park.

As they walked Torino decided to check his students progress, just something keep his mind focused.

“So did anything interesting happen while I was gone, you still having problems with that Bakugou brat?” he asked with honest curiosity.

“For once Bakugou has been quiet, and that kinda worries me, other than that I’m doing good at the Dojo, oh and I created some more digimon…”

Torino listened to the kid ramble. It was good to see the kid, if he was being honest Sorahiko would admit only to himself he had missed the Midoriya’s. 

As they headed to a nearby Ice Cream parlor, Torino thought back to a conversation he had had a few days ago.

-Flashback- 

Sorahiko was sitting in a meeting room at Might Tower, it had been almost a month since Toshinori’s fight that nearly cost the man his life. 

Toshinori himself had only been awake for a few days. 

Principal Nedzu and Chiyo or Recovery Girl to the public, had brought in a small army of doctors and medical personnel in an attempt to save Toshinori’s life, they had succeeded but at the cost of Toshinori’s stomach and a large chunk of his respiratory system, no more greasy american food for him anymore, as well as the possibility of limited time as a hero.

Sorahiko ran a hand down his face.

“Damned idiot.” he muttered loudly as the door opened allowing Tsukauchi, Nedzu and Chiyo entry.

“Couldn’t have said it better myself.” Chiyo groused as she took a seat.

“I hate to say it but I have to agree with you Gran.” Tsukauchi groaned as he dropped onto the nearby couch.

“Now, now, let's not all get on Toshinori’s case, I do believe he has suffered enough.” Nedzu tried to placate them

“Face it Nedzu, the buffoon messed up, so yes he’s an idiot, a damned lucky one, but still an idiot,” Sorahiko growled in irritation, “He should have told us that he found All For One’s location, we could have easily brought in a few other heroes and taken the bastard down together, but instead my idiot of a former student just had to do it all by himself, now he’s paying the price for his arrogance, speaking of which where’s Mirai, he still arguing with the big lug?” 

Tsukauchi shook his head.

“No, Mirai stormed out of the building about ten minutes ago, and I don’t think he’s coming back any time soon.” the detective informed the retired pro.

“Great, they’re having a lovers spat, wonder how long this one will last.” the old man snarked.

“From the sounds of it I’d say indefinitely.” Chiyo added her own two cents.

“Fantastic, now we get to listen to him whine.”

“I do believe you are being unnaturally harsh on Toshinori, Gran Torino, and while I can’t fault Mirai’s argument as he did make several good points, he did let his emotions get the better of him, but then Toshinori was also quite harsh in his reaction.” Nedzu replied as he fixed himself a pot of tea.

“Well this is indeed one huge mess, please tell me the media hasn’t gained information on what happened?” Chiyo inquired.

Nedzu took a sip of his tea before answering with a shake of his head.

“No, the HPSC and I have made sure to erase all involvement of All Might in the fight, however the island in which the fight took place will take years to recover from if at all, and people will notice a destroyed island at some point.”

“Well guess it’s a good thing for small miracles then, ah, before I forget,” Sorahiko sat up straight looking at Tsukauchi, “By any chance did you get the information I asked for?”

Tsukauchi sat up from his position on the couch, leaning forward on his elbows.

“As a matter of fact I did.” he replied tiredly, dragging a hand down his face.

“And?” Sorahiko pushed

“Nothing!”

Sorahiko sat ramrod straight.

“Nothing, nothing at all?” he breathed urgently.

“Exactly as I said, nothing, whoever this Midoriya Hisashi is, I can’t find a single record of him, aside from a marriage certificate , where he took his wife's maiden name, and then a divorce certificate, I can’t find a single thing on him, no birth certificate, no school records nothing, this guy doesn’t exist.” Tsukauchi answered angrily, it really bothered that he couldn’t find a single trace of this man Torino had him looking into.

“Well fuck!” Torino groaned in despair.

“Sorahiko, who is Midoriya Hisashi, and why does it have you worried?”

Sorahiko rubbed his head trying to drive away the coming headache.

“What I’m about to tell you does not leave this room, you tell absolutely nobody, not Mirai, and especially not Toshinori.” he demanded getting nods of confirmation and agreement from the three.

“Midoriya Hisashi, may very well be dead, thanks in part to Toshinori’s actions in killing the bastard.”

Nedzu’s posture went rigid as he leaned forward pushing his tea away.

“Sorahiko, are you saying that this Midoriya Hisashi was…”

“All For One,” Sorahiko cut in, nodding to the chimera, “More than likely, and while that does make me feel better, it also opens up a whole new can of worms.” he informed them.

Chiyo stared at him, confusion written across her face as she voiced her own question.

“But why were you looking into him?”

“Well I’ve had my suspicions for about four months now, and mostly because of something I found by complete accident.” he told them.

“But if you had your suspicions for that long, why didn’t you tell us, Toshinori could have avoided such debilitating injuries.” Chiyo snapped.

“And what exactly did you find?” Nedzu asked with a calm exterior.

Sorahiko clasped his hands onto the table, he knew that Nedzu would eventually figure it out himself, if he hadn’t already guessed.

“I didn’t say anything Chiyo because it wouldn’t have mattered and I didn’t want to poke my nose where it wasn’t needed, All For One wasn’t in the picture.”

Tsukauchi furrowed his brows in thought, before realization hit him.

“Midoriya Inko was Midoriya Hisashi’s wife, she divorced him after four years of marriage, they had one…Fuck!”

Chiyo understood real quick what was about to be said.

“You mean…?”

Sorahiko nodded solemnly.

“So if we are to believe that Midoriya Hisashi and All For One are one in the same, then that means you’ve met his child, correct?” Nedzu hypothesized

“His son!” he confirmed

“Dear god!” Chiyo breathed out in disbelief.

“Torino, where is he at, he could have been in contact with…” Tsukauchi began only to be cut off by Sorahiko’s fist slamming into the table.

“No!” 

“Sorahiko, as much as I hate to say this but the child needs to be interrogated, along with his mother, for all we know they could have been in contact will All For One, and if the boy should have the same quirk as All For One, then we need to make sure he fully understands how dangerous his quirk is, the last thing we need is another All For One running around.” Nedzu tried to negotiate with him.

“No, there is a reason why I’m saying no, so please listen.” Sorahiko requested.

Tsukauchi sat at the table next to the three.

“All right Torino, tell us.”

“His name is Midoriya Izuku, he’s nine years old, he’ll be turning ten next month, I met him about four months ago,” Torino started, “Scared the living daylights out of him, when I found him training at that trash beach, Dagobah Municipal Beach. Nine years old and training for the U.A. heroics entrance exam. And I can tell you right now that that boy doesn’t have a villainous bone in his body, hell his bedroom is a literal shrine to Toshinori. And you should also remember, his parents are divorced, have been since he was four years old, care to know why?” he asked

Nedzu tilted his head.

“Why?”

“The kid was misdiagnosed as quirkless, so it started to cause some issues, but the main issue is that All For One is a piece of shit, and was leading more than just a double life, he was leading a triple life, from what information I got, Midoriya Inko caught him talking to someone over the phone, and inquiring about what she probably, and rightly assumed, was another child of his, so she booted him out the door and he never returned.” his three listeners were gawking at him.

“But back to the kid, he’s a good kid, wants to be a hero, and when I said his room is a shrine to Toshinori I mean it's a literal shrine, one that would have even Mirai drooling in envy.” Sorahiko revealed.

“You sound like you know him well?” Nedzu hinted.

“Well of course, I’m training him, his mother even has me coming over for dinner every weekend. So that's why I’m telling you ‘No’, I won’t have you all disrupting their lives and happiness, by pulling them into the mess that is All For One, the bastard hasn’t been in contact with them for years. So let his damned ghost burn in hell and let it stay there, don’t get an innocent kid involved in that crap.”

Nedzu nodded in understanding.

“Besides, if you really want to make sure he hasn’t been sneaking around you could probably check without the Midoriya’s finding out, if that will make you feel better.”

Nedzu and Tsukauchi nodded, they would do some subtle digging.

“What of the child's quirk, you said he had been misdiagnosed?” Chiyo probed.

Sorahiko couldn’t help the huff of laughter that escaped him. And looked directly at Nedzu.

“It’s a powerful quirk all right, one even you would love to study Nedzu.”

Nedzu grinned,

“Oh really?”

Sorahiko nodded,

“It’s called ‘Digital World’, and it is probably the most versatile multi-faceted quirk I have ever seen. In some ways it does seem similar to All For One’s quirk, but it differs in the aspect that it doesn’t take.” that got the others' attention.

“What do you mean it doesn’t take, you mean he can’t steal quirks.” Tsukauchi questioned.

“Exactly, his quirk doesn’t take, it gives and creates.” Sorahiko revealed.

“I’m confused, are you saying he can create and give quirks?” Chiyo quiered.

“No, his quirk practically makes him a super computer, he can give himself programs, or in a way you could say he’s giving himself quirks, but they’re not really quirks, hell he can even turn himself into data and go into a computer, what I mean by create is that he created a world within the digital world, a world that looks, and feels like the real world.” he exclaimed.

Nedzu looked intrigued.

“I’m going to assume by your tone, you’ve been to this ‘Digital World’.”

“It’s like nothing I have ever seen, I go fishing there every week, but that's not even the icing on the cake, no the real icing are the living sentient creatures he’s created, they're called ‘Digital Monsters’ or ‘Digimon’ for short and each one has their own unique personality, and powers and skill sets, hell the kid’s just got a overpowered quirk, and I’m not even scratching the surface, and I’m just giving you the abridged version.” Sorahiko shook his head exasperatedly.

“And he wants to be a hero?” Tsukauchi asked, stunned at the revelations.

“Yup, wants to be number one like the buffoon, hell his schoolmates already either call him the ‘Shining Beacon of Hope’ or the ‘Future Symbol of Peace’, of course he admitted that he would rather be a symbol of hope rather than a symbol of peace.”

“Why not a symbol of peace?” Chiyo pondered 

“Something about how one pillar can’t hold up the foundations of society by itself, and how as a beacon, can shine the way for peace to follow.” Sorahiko repeated what the brat had told him once.

“Very poetic, and quite the goal to reach for.” Nedzu noted.

“Well young Midoriya already sounds to be leagues better than his sperm donor.” Chiyo added.

“You know that's exactly what they refer to him as.” Sorahiko snorted, which earned a short laugh from the retired heroine.

“Well if you’re sure then I won’t doubt you Torino.” Tsukauchi replied 

“So then we’re all agreed, Toshinori never hears a word about this!” Sorahiko pushed.

“And have him trying to go after a child due to some misconceived notion, I would sure hope we are all agreeing.”

Nedzu perked up.

“Sorahiko, I have an idea, how would…”

-Flashback end-

“...an…Gran!”

Sorahiko snapped himself out of his memories. 

He looked over at his latest student.

He took note of the kid's worried expression.

“Are you okay, Gran, you spaced out for a bit there?” he asked fretfully.

“Sorry kiddo, was just lost in thought, oh look, we’re already at the Ice Cream shop, now how about we get that ice cream?” he asked the boy.

“That sounds like a great idea”

Chapter Text

Before Izuku knew it a little over four years had passed, and was now in his final year of middle school

Izuku is now fourteen years old, and a lot has happened in that time. His school was no longer divided between those who thought his quirk was cool and those who had originally listened to Bakugou and his lies; the students had finally gotten tired of Bakugou and his followers, and had come to the conclusion that the blonde was jealous that nobody paid him any attention and were no longer praising his quirk, and were instead praising Izuku for being such a good person and praising how versatile it was. Speaking of his quirk, he was proud of how it has managed to develop over the years. Not only had his digimon gotten stronger, but Izuku had started to gain control of making the unique codes and programs that made up his abilities, his digimon, and the Digital World. This had resulted in not only the growth of his current digimon, but the creation of many new friends, but also the expansion of the Digital world, Midori Isle was no longer the only landmass. Things have been getting a little difficult to control because of all the clashing personalities, but he had help from his mentor, and grandfather figure, Gran, and surprisingly enough his first little friend had ended up being very diplomatic.

Now he was preparing to go to school. After putting his hair into a messy bun and slipping  on his shoes he looked to say goodbye to his mother. "I'm heading out Mom, see you later, love you."

Inko smiled at him too. "I love you too sweetie. Now make sure Loogamon doesn't cause too much trouble." She teased.

One voice then came out of the speaker attached to Izuku’s headset, which he had finally perfected last year. 

"Hey I’m not that bad!" The voice spoke out in loud protest, as Izuku pulled down the visor to the headset.

“Yes you are!” five other voices replied in sync. 

On the screen were six creatures, each unusual in their own right. The one on the center was a dinosaur-like bird with green feathers, it had two short yellow bird-like feet with two talons on each foot, and two wing-like arms, each of which had three red claws, it had a long tail with five spikes. The feathers around its neck were white, while the ones on it’s stomach were a cream color. It had a bone-like mask upon its face with a single red horn in the center with red markings. This was Pteromon, the now evolved form of Fluffymon.

He spoke up after the initial protest.

"You are too, and  I'm always the one having to clean up your mess."

Two more voices then spoke out. One was from Wormmon himself, and the other was a white and purple cat with yellow gloves, and a ring at the tip of its tail. This was Tailmon, of all his digimon that went everywhere with him, she was the only one that had achieved Champion level full time. 

"And we have to help!" They yelled out.

“Do you know how hard it is to clean my fur after cleaning up after you?” Tailmon hissed out.

Izuku chuckled at the group's argument. The owner of the fourth voice grumbled quietly at being picked on. This was Loogamon, he is a demon wolf with navy blue fur with white motifs and red eyes. He had two red claws on each front foot and three claws on each back foot. He had two black belts on each front leg, with white bandages wrapped around his back legs. He also had what appeared to be an old outdated interface upon his brow.

"You guys are so mean to me."

Two final voices responded. The first was something of a bipedal pink rabbit, with brown eyes, a pair of white headphones, a hot pink scarf, and little pink boots. Also known as the sweet and lovable Cutemon. 

"Ah, it’s okay Loogamon, I still love you." She giggled.

The other was Bokomon, a bipedal Digimon with white fur on its body and a horned head with pointed ears, gray fur on the mouth, and black eyes . 

"Shall I give you a list of your previous crimes." He said specifically calling out Loogamon.

Loogamon then turned to him with a growl. "No thank you."

Bokomon began flipping through the pages of his latest read. "I didn’t think so."

Izuku then giggled again as he headed out the door pushing his visor back up.

“See you later Gran.” he called back into the apartment to the old man sitting on the couch.

“Hurry up, you're going to be late for school.” came the yelled reply.

That had been another change. 

Gran had been living with them for over two years now, Izuku’s mom had finally managed to get a good look of Torino’s house and had firmly said, “No.”, and that had been the end of it. By the end of the week, Sorahiko Torino had found himself moved into the Midoriya’s spare bedroom, not that he was complaining or anything, in his words, “Just makes it easier to drag you out of bed for training.”, and life continued.

-Some time later-

Izuku was running excitedly through the streets. From what he had heard there was some big fight going down at the Tatooine Station.

Pteromon's voice came out of Izuku's headset.

"Izuku, are you sure about this? I wouldn't exactly recommend running towards the villain attack, a good idea."

Bokomon's voice then followed. 

"We know you're brave, but this is reckless, it's going to get you in trouble one day."

Wormmon then added his own thoughts.

"Yeah, it's like that one time when you ate the last taiyaki."

Tailmon decided to be mischievous and responded to that. 

"After what Gran did to you you’d think you learned your lesson." she teased.

Izuku then responded to quiet them down. 

"Guys it'll be ok. There's probably a bunch of heroes there already, and I need to take notes."

Cutemon then said what they were all thinking. "And you just can’t hack the live footage later, in the safety of your room, why?" Her tone sounded tired and almost pleading.

“Because it’s not the same.” the teen responded.

Bokomon gave a heavy sigh.

“Just be careful.”

Arriving at Tatooine Station, Izuku finally came upon the area. A large villain with a shark-shaped head. He seemed to be causing quite a bit of collateral damage, but outside of that not much was going on. He had torn up a large chunk of concrete and threw it, but the new hero Kamui Woods had just used his branches to catch it.

Izuku wormed his way to the front of the crowd with his eyes filled with excitement.

Kamui Woods was easily avoiding the villain's attacks until landing on the top of an upturned car. He then outstretched his arm in preparation of his special move.

In the excitement Izuku yelled out its name with the hero.

 "Pre-emptive binding Lacquered Chain Prison!" The wood from Kamui's arm shot towards the villain.

But before it could land a new voice echoed in the surrounding area. 

"Canyon Cannon!" The voice of a woman rang out, as a large foot kicked the villain through and down the station.

This left Kamui Woods standing there with a half finished attack, and a bunch of paparazzi coming in to take as many pictures as they could of the new heroine. Said heroine then introduced herself as "the world's next hottest, most gorgeously single heroine" Mt. Lady.

Izuku then took out his notebook, and began to mumble to himself while taking notes. An older man who had been standing next to Izuku in the front of the crowd noticed this and asked him an important question.

"Wanna be a hero too, huh?" The man asked as if he already knew the answer.

Izuku then smiled at him with surety. "Yes! More than anything!" And he had all of his friends by his side to help him.

*A few minutes later at Aldera Junior High...*

In class the teacher stood at the podium with a serious look. 

"So. As third-year students, it's time to start thinking seriously about your futures, and what you want to do with your lives. I could pass out some career aptitude tests, but why bother?" He picked up the papers from his desk, and threw them all to the side with a smile on his face. "I know you all want to go to the hero track!"

As he said this many of the students began to show off their quirks. The only exceptions being Bakugo who just leaned back in his seat quietly with a sneer, and Izuku who just raised his hand with a  bright smile.

The teacher then told them all to stop as power usage wasn't allowed in school.

Bakugo then tried to steal the show with words alone. "Hey, teach! Don't lump me in with these buncha losers. I'm the real deal, these idiots will be lucky to end up as sidekicks to some shitty D-Lister."

The class then yelled out in protest, most of them irritated and angry due to his ego. Bakugo responded by threatening all of them. The teacher looked down at his clipboard complimenting his grades and commenting that he might actually get into UA High, not mentioning his long list of detentions. At that most of the students quietly stunned, as comments about how hard it is to get in began to circulate. Bakugo then called out that it was for that very reason he would be the one to get in, and then began to go on about how great his quirk was.

He snapped out of it when the teacher took notice of who else was planning to go to UA, "Oh yeah Midoriya, you’re planning to go to UA, too?" Izuku smiled and nodded. He could hear Bakugou grinding his teeth from his position in the front of the class.

The class then looked to Izuku and mummers of excitement began. Many believed it would be all too easy for him, and didn’t think it would even be a challenge. This was the effect his quirk had on people. When your quirk practically made you a living supercomputer, most information came so easily to him, and plus they all knew he had had some sort of training, they had seen how he had once judo flipped Bakugou.

Bakugo sat down in his seat grumbling in rage. "Dammit. Deku trying to steal my spot! Damned cheater! Screw him and his stupid monsters!"

Izuku just sank into his seat slightly. 

-A few hours later at Aldera Junior High-

Classes had ended, and many students had already left. Now Izuku sat alone staring at his phone looking at the news of what had happened earlier in the day. "Wow. That fight from this morning is all over the news."

Bokomon then spoke through the headset, annoyed. "I still can’t believe that hussie Mt. Lady just stole Kamui Woods' victory by jumping in at the last second." 

Izuku then responded after a small sigh. "That's just how things are. Either way I better write some notes down before I forget anything." He put down his phone and then reached into his backpack pulling out his Hero Analysis for the Future No. 13. Before he could do anything though it was pulled away from him.

The one who had done it was Bakugo who now held it near his head. "I dunno what you think you're doin', Deku, but you and I need to have a chat."

From behind him two of Bakudo's "friends" showed up, and after realizing what the notebook was they began to mock Izuku. When Izuku tried to take the notebook back, without resorting to violence, Bakugo exploded it and promptly threw it out a window with Izuku freaking out about losing all of his hard work

Bakugo then said what he wanted too. "You know I never really liked you Deku, and I know I can’t stop you from getting into UA, But I want you to know your little freaks and your freaky ass quirk can't protect you forever. Watch I'll be the next big thing, while you and your monster will be shown their place right beneath my boots. Who knows after I’ve beaten you back down, you might do the world a favor and take a swan dive off a roof and rid us all of your damned monsters, but then again, I might just keep you around and make you my personal little bit… " 

‘SLAP’.

The blonde never got to finish his sentence as he flew backwards from the strike. Hand clutched to his face from both pain and surprise.

Izuku lowered his hand, the palm stinging from where it had struck Bakugou across the face.

The two lackey’s were frozen in stunned silence, but a harsh glare from Izuku had the two fleeing.

Izuku went back to glaring at the stunned blonde who was too stunned to even move. Never had the greenette actually hit him in any way shape or form, normally he just grabbed his wrists or threw him over his shoulders. Izuku’s figure was very deceiving, he may be a little on the short side, and he may look slender and tiny due to the school uniforms, but the truth was he had the slender body of a runner and a gymnast. 

Years of running away from Gran and jumping and springboarding over trash, and then picking up said trash had gotten him into great shape.

The quiet lasted for several long moments. Before Izuku finally opened his mouth, he was doing his best to also ignore the death threats he could hear Loogamon screaming from his backpack. His friends had probably been watching from the security camera within the classroom, so he knew they had seen and heard everything. The fact that Loogamon was on the warpath, and was the only one he could actively hear was very concerning.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Izuku demanded to know in silent fury.

It was all Bakugou needed to snap out of his stupor.

“You…you slapped me…WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE MOTHER FUCKER, I OUGHTA PUT YOU IN YOUR FUCKING PLACE RIGHT NOW YOU BITC…SLAP!” Bakugou’s rant was cut off by another harsh slap to his other cheek, he now had both hands clutching his cheeks.

“YOU WILL NOT OPEN YOUR FILTHY FUCKING MOUTH UNTIL I HAVE HAD MY SAY BAKUGOU KATSUKI!” The Greenette roared to the surprise of the blonde.

Izuku’s body was shaking from the anger that was coursing through him. “I am sick and tired of your bullshit, for years I and everyone else have had to put up with it, but never have I ever thought I would ever hear the day where you would even ‘THINK’ of suggesting of something like you did, I mean where do you get off on the idea that it’s a good idea to practically suicide bait someone?” Bakugou had nothing to say in the face of Izuku’s anger.

“And who the hell do you think are, seriously who are you to even dare call me such a vulgar and degrading name, and you think you have any right to show me place, well fuck you too Bakugou and the damned horse you rode in on.”

Bakugou’s mouth dropped open, Izuku was not one to swear and it must have showed how pissed off he was in the moment.

“I have tried being nice, I tried being your friend, I have tried being patient, I have tried avoiding you, I have tried to simply ignore you and your god awful personality, but no matter what I do, no matter what I say you still refuse to change. I have waited nearly ten years for my former friend to pull his head out of his ass and smell the fucking roses. Well let me tell you something Bakugou, I’m done!” Izuku grabbed his backpack and made for the door.

As soon as he went to open it to leave he paused.

“I don’t know what happened to the Kacchan I was friends with before being misdiagnosed, but the boy I remember was kind, caring, passionate, a born leader, that boy wanted to be just like All Might, no he wanted to be better, I would really like to know what happened to that boy, the same boy who chased off a stray feral dog that had me backed up to a wall, the same boy who fought off a group of bullies that decided to bully me. I miss that boy, because that boy was a hero to me, but you…you aren’t that boy, you say you want to be a hero like All Might, then perhaps you should start acting like one, instead of acting like a villain.” with that Izuku opened the door and left.

He pulled out his Digivice and slid it onto his head, the visor screen lighting up to reveal a little screen that showed off Pteromon with worried eyes. “Are you all right Izukumon?”

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry Pteromon, that fight was a long time coming.” he shook his head with a sigh, “But after today I’m done, I’m washing my hands, not my monkeys not my circus.” that earned him a snort from Loogamon who popped up in a smaller second screen.

“And you guys say I’m angry, Izukumon was feral, did you see the way he bitch slapped that asshole, it was pure gold.”

“Hush mutt.” Tailmon shushed pushing the wolf out of the way

“Hey, don't push furball!” Loogamon barked.

“But really Izukumon, who are you doing, that can’t have been easy for you?” Tailmon asked concerned

Izuku slowly nodded. "I’ll be alright, I promise.”

Loogamon shoved Tailmon back out of the way. “You should have let me rip his fucking throat out Izukumon, he deserves it.”

Izuku shook his head. “Don’t worry about it Loogamon, he’ll either get his act together or he won’t.”

“Fine!” the wolf digimon huffed.

“Oh, Izuku, Gran sent a message, he says to grab some more taiyaki on your way home.”

“Alrighty then to the store then.”

And with one small change Izuku had no idea how different things would be.

-Elsewhere Minutes Later-

"You'll make a perfect skin suit for me to hide in, kid."

“HOLY SHIT DID YOU JUST COME OUT OF THE SEWERS!?”

“Of course I…”

“Don’t move and wait for whoever it is you’re running from.”

Chapter Text

Before Izuku knew it, ten months had come and gone, Dagobah beach was once again clean and pristine again, it may have taken six years but he had successfully gotten the trash cleaned up.

And now here he was standing before the gates of his dream school.

“You just going to stand there Izukumon or are we going to, you know, actually go in!”

Izuku jumped at the voice that had called out from his Digivice. 

“Sorry Bokomon, I was just taking it all in.” Izuku answered. He went to take a step forward before he was roughly shoved out of the way.

“Get out of my fuckin’ way Deku!” a certain explosive teen snapped angrily.

“Bite me Bakugou!” Izuku snapped back. Izuku had meant what he said months ago after he had smacked Bakugou, he was done dealing with his nonsense, he would admit that he had hoped that the blonde would realize his mistakes and would hopefully try to change, but that had been a pipe dream, in fact the jerk had gotten worse.

Once the blonde had walked away Izuku went to walk forward, only to trip on a slab of concrete that was sticking out of the ground. ‘Well this is embarrassing.’ Izuku thought as he instinctively shut his eyes.

‘Huh…it’s taking an awfully long time to hit the ground.’

 Opening his eyes he took note that he was floating gently in the air. Looking up and over to the side he came face to face with a brunette girl with a bob cut hairstyle and pink cheeks.

“Well hello there, would this by any chance be your doing.” Izuku asked nicely, earning a nod from the girl.

"Sorry, I didn't want to use my quirk on you, but I didn’t think you would mind much, besides it’d be bad luck to fall before the exams." When she righted him, she put her finger tips together, and gravity seemed to return to him. "Welp, see you in there." She said and walked off to the school. 

“You as well.” he called back. He gave a small smile, “She was nice.” And then quickly made his way into the building.

After signing in and getting his exam room number he quickly made his way down the hall, of course his bad luck decided to strike again. Rushing around the corner he smacked right into something hard face first.

“Ouch!” he yelped, closing his eyes and grabbing his nose, “Ow, what kind of psycho puts a steel wall in the middle of a hallway.” he complained while rubbing at his nose.

“Well…I’m not really a wall of steel, but I’ll take that as a compliment.” and oh wow, whoever that was, had a really hot voice. Opening his eyes up he came face to chest with a wall of muscle. Eyes traveling upwards, Izuku's green eyes finally found purple eyes staring back. The guy had a wild mess of gravity defying purple hair, dark eye bags underneath his eyes and was built like a brick house. In other news, this guy was a hunk, and Izuku liked what he saw.

‘Oh, god, this guys hot.’

The purple haired teen suddenly flushed, and Izuku’s eyes widened dramatically. “I said that out loud didn’t I?” 

“Um, yeah you kinda did.” the taller teen confirmed. Izuku gave a nod.

“Okay, I’m just going to head to my assigned exam room and have a quick mental breakdown. Have a nice day.” Izuku squeaked out before rushing around the other teen and nearly ran down the hallway in embarrassment. Leaving the other teen in stunned silence.

Izuku’s face was still on fire from his embarrassment, as he entered his exam room and took a seat.

Five minutes later the written exam proctor entered and the test began.

-Several hours later-

The Written exam passed fairly quickly for Izuku, and was also pretty easy.

After a brief stop in the auditorium, where Present Mic gave a brief overview of the practical part of the exam, where Izuku had to sit next to Bakugou for longer than he would like to or ever wanted to. A pitstop in a changing room to change into a tracksuit, then found himself shuttled off to his exam arena.

Now he was standing with a group of others, amongst his group he saw the nice girl that prevented him from falling onto his face, who he waved at and gave a thumbs up and received a wave and thumbs up back. 

Another was a tall robotic acting boy, who had rudely interrupted Present Mic’s presentation before the man was even done. And had the gall to get on Izuku’s case for wearing his Digivice indoors, without even asking why he had it or what it even was, despite that it was a registered support item for the exams. And to his horror he had even agreed with Bakugou, when the explosion teen had muttered something about the guy removing the stick from up his backside.

And then there was him!

Izuku really wanted to hide, why did the tall hunky purple guy have to be in his testing area.

With the immediate desire to be far away from the taller teen, Izuku headed for the edge of the crowd closer to the nice girl. It had nothing to do with him not wanting the other teen to see him. Nope. He merely wanted more room for his digimon, yeah that's it, it wouldn’t do if some of his digimon crushed potential future heroes and classmates.

He had only taken a few steps when a hand came out of nowhere and landed on his shoulder. It may have been out of instinct or just from paranoia but Izuku could not help it when his elbow shot back and striking whoever had grabbed a hold of him, nor could he help himself when his martial arts training kicked in and grabbing the hand still attached to his shoulder and flipping the person over and onto the ground.

He was quite surprised to see the bespectacled boy from the presentation looking up at him in a combination of shock, surprise, a small bit of pain, and a little bit of annoyance and outrage.

“You…you brute, how dare you attack me, you should not be here, and this proves it, I’m just glad I stopped you from trying to distract that girl, who is clearly trying to…” the teen started to berate the greenette. 

Izuku had to cut the guy off, “Okay, slow down cowboy,” the teen blinked up at the tone of Izuku’s voice, “One: I am so sorry I hit you and threw you, but you kind of asked for it, you don’t just grab a hold of a person without making yourself known, what if I had been a woman carrying a baby in my arms, I could have dropped said baby in my shock, or what if I had a taser thinking you were some low class thug trying to mug me,” Izuku ranted, watching as the other teens eyes went wide in realization, “And secondly I wasn’t going over there to distract her, and while I don’t know her personally I did meet her before the entrance exams started, I am going over there because I am trying to be considerate to my fellow examinee’s, unless you want to be stepped and crushed, or even knocked to the ground due to my quirk. And another thing, stop jumping to conclusions, it doesn’t make you look like a hero, it makes you look like a stuck up prick, and I really don’t want to judge you on first impressions.” 

After Izuku’s rant he could feel every eye from his fellow test taker on him. The teen still laying on the ground suddenly had a very sheepish look on his face due to his actions.

“I apologize, it was not my intention to jump to conclusions.” The teen got up and gave a perfect yet stiff ninety degree bow. Who does that

“It’s alright, just don’t go grabbing random strangers and making assumptions anymore. Now are you hurt anywhere?” Izuku waved off his apology before looking the teen up and down for injuries.

“Ah, it is all right, I will be perfectly fine, a few bruises at best but it is what I deserve for surprising you.” the glasses wearing boy said while chopping his arms.

‘Is this guy part robot’ Izuku thought to himself, ‘ Well with the pipes sticking out of his legs, he might very well be’. Izuku shook himself. “Nonsense, we’re about to be fighting robots, and you’re going to need to be at your very best, Cutemon could I borrow you for a second?” Izuku explained before placing his hand on his digivice, asking the rabbit looking digimon.

“Sure thing Izukumon.” In a flash of light Cutemon stood next to Izuku’s leg. “What can I do for you?” she asked with a smile.

“Can you heal this boy real quick.” he asked hopefully.

“You mean the one you just hit and flipped onto the ground?” she questioned mischievously, causing Izuku to flush.

“Oh, you saw that huh?” 

“We all did, Loogamon is currently rolling around laughing.”

“Oh god.”

“Um…why is that Rabbit talking?” Izuku turned back to the tall robotic-like teen.

“Oh this is Cutemon, she’s part of my quirk, she’s a bit of a healer.” Izuku introduced.

“Yup, now stand still, Healing Glow.” a green orb of light appeared between Cutemons’ hands as she directed the light towards the taller teen, who instantly felt the small aches disappearing across his back and stomach. “And…there we go all better.”

“Thank you Cutemon.” Izuku thanked the little digimon proudly.

“No problem, it’s what I’m here for.” The digimon beamed cheekily.

“Do you just wanna stay out with me until the exam begins?” he asked curiously, earning a shrug in response.

“Eh, might as well.” She answered.

Izuku took a look back at Robo-boy and blinked in shock, the teen had a gobsmacked look upon his face, watching the little pink rabbit dancing around Izuku’s legs.

Snapping his fingers in front of the teens face managed to break him out of his stupor.

“You okay now?” he asked, earning a silent nod, “That’s good, so I’m going to go over here now, it was nice meeting you.” And with that Izuku walked off all of the other participants' eyes following him.

Once he was far enough he decided to double check a few things with everyone. “So do we all remember the plan?” he inquired.

“Ah yes, Izukumon, I do believe we all know what to do, I am quite looking forward to finally proving my worth to you.”  Bokomon stated proudly as he appeared on the display screen of the visors. The little white digimon had recently obtained the ability to digivolve, so he was quite proud and eager to show he wasn’t weak.

“We are ready Izukumon.” Pteromons voice came through as he appeared on his own screen next to Bokomons, “We all know what to do.”

Izuku nodded in affirmation, “Good, just to make sure everyone understood, Delta Squad, you’re on support and information gathering, if someone gets hurt you report it to Cutemon, and Bokomon after he digivolves, if someone is ready to call it quits get them back to the entrance as quickly as possible. Alpha Squad will split up and go after bots, also try to help shield people from falling debris, Pteromon, once you digivolve you’ll be with me.”

“Right.” the digimon chorused 

“Finally I get to let loose and rip things apart.” Loogamon howled happily.

Izuku gave a feral grin of his own as he watched the gates to the faux city open up.

-Meanwhile, a few minutes before, in the observation room with the school staff-

Toshinori Yagi was currently in his small form waiting for the physical exam to begin. He was quite eager to see how well young Shinsou would do.

For the last ten months he had been training the purple haired boy he had chosen as his successor. And today would show all of the hard work the teen had put in, despite only just getting One For All that morning everything should be all right. Originally he was going to have the teen cleaning up the old Dagobah beach, but apparently someone had already beat them to it, as it was already mostly clean except for a small section.

So instead he had the teen train in a local expensive gym.

He was so deep in thought that he never noticed the newcomer sitting next to him.

“Want some popcorn?” an old gruff voice asked.

He shook his head, not really paying much attention, “No thanks Torino-sensei, you know I can’t eat any of that anymore.”

“Eh, suit yourself more for me.”

A moment later Toshinori’s eyes grew large as something clicked in his head.

Whipping his head around he stared in pure terror at the elderly man next to him.

“G…Gran…Ttt..Torino s…s…sir ww..www…what are you doing here?” Toshinori stuttered out. The elder man grinned a shark-like smile.

“Nice to see you to Toshinori,” he replied snarkily, popping a handful of popcorn into his mouth before answering the question around a mouthful of popcorn, “Came to watch my grandson blow the competition out of the water.”

Wait…Grandson? As far as Toshinori knew, the man didn’t have any children, much less grandchildren, unless he meant… No that wasn’t possible he hadn’t told anyone yet.

“I wasn’t aware you had a grandson?” he dug.

The old man shrugged his shoulders, “Might as well be my grandson, trained him since he was nine years old, and his mother did force me to move in with them, so yeah he’s pretty much my grandson at this point.” the man explained away as he munched on the popcorn.

Toshinori felt relief was over him, of course he wasn’t talking about young Shinsou. 

A pout formed on his face as a thought occurred to him, “Hey you never came to any of my school functions?” the blonde accused.

“Like this one better than you.” was the answer.

Toshinori felt his jaw drop in dismay.

“Besides, this is my successor, and my unofficial grandson, wouldn’t miss this for the world.” Torino added on gleefully, he could hear Nedzu trying to snicker quietly.

Toshinori got himself under control.

“So what's so special about him?” he asked in genuine interest.

“Well for one he actually uses his brain, unlike a certain someone I know, always tells me happy birthday, checks in on me, asks if I need anything.” Torino listed off.

Toshinori frowned and gave a little glare that didn’t hold any heat.

“Alright I get it, you're sour because I haven’t called.”

“Damn right I am, it would have been nice to know that you were in the area by phone, instead of finding out from the news.” Torino gripped.

“I’m sorry, I’ve been busy, so tell me more about your new protege.” he tried to sneakily change the subject, the look Torino gave the man, however, told him it didn’t work.

“Well, like I said,” Torino started letting the blonde off the hook for now, “He’s got a good head on his shoulders, intelligent, he’s got an eye for details, pretty darn good when it come to analysis and reading the situation, his situational awareness is also pretty good, got a heart of gold, and isn’t blinded by all the flash and glamor of hero work, and his quirk is pretty powerful and versatile.” Torino was watching Toshinori from the corner of his eyes, “First time I met the brat, he was training on Dagobah, cleaned the whole thing up himself with the aid of his quirk, nearly gave him and myself a heart attack.” 

“Oh, what happened?” Toshinori asked curiously.

“Well I decided to just plonk down on a couch with the most strangest of creatures reading a book of some sort on advanced science, while a group of other little creatures were watching the kid train the other aspects of his quirk, I spoke up at some point and the poor kid nearly jumped out of his skin, didn’t think a person could go that pale but he sure did, me however was while I was still being quiet was watching him set his fists on fire, then coating them in lightning, then I found out the little monster were in fact a part of his quirk, thought he had multiple quirks at first, but turns out, those extra abilities are programs he gave himself.”

Nedzu decided to join in on the conversation, it was all part of a plan he had concocted years ago.

“Oh, are we talking about young Midoriya?”

“Yup.” Torino answered, popping the ‘p’.

“Such a fascinating quirk, ‘Digital World’, a quirk that makes the user a living ‘Super Computer’ able to create programs and codes to give himself his own power ups and abilities, lets not forget his ability to create digital lifeforms, and if I’m remembering correctly, you even said he created a digital world in the cyberspace?” The chimera was truly intrigued by the boy's quirk.

“Oh yes, nice place too, I try to go there at least once a month to go fishing.”

Toshinori was stunned, it was an incredibly powerful quirk from the sound of it.

“Sounds like an amazing quirk, what’s so special about the creatures though.” he asked in interest.

Torino pointed to the monitors, “You’re about to find out, trust me you’re going to love this, it has to be the coolest thing I’ve ever seen.” 

Toshinori turned back to the screens in stunned silence, he never thought he’d ever see the day when his former sensei would willingly admit to something being cool, so while he was eager to see how his successor would do, he now wanted to see his mentor’s new student in action.

-Back with the examinee’s-

The moment the gates to the fake city opened up Izuku shot off like a bullet.

“Alright guys let’s give it everything we’ve got!” he shouted.

“YEAH!” came the loud cheer as lights shot out of the digivice.

-insert music: Digimon Data Squad Theme (English Theme)-

“Tailmon digivolve to…” the cat digimon was engulfed in a holy light as rings of digital code surrounded her being. Her form began to grow and stretch, her ears and tail receded as flowing blonde hair grew from her head, her cat paw mittens flew from her hands while a long pink ribbon wrapped around her right arm and shoulder and down her left shoulder and arm, a single white glove fitted itself on to her left hand and arm as a helmet covered the upper half of her face. And last but not least were the eight elegant white wings that sprouted from her back.

“Angewomon!”

“Wormmon digivolve to…” Wormmon's body glowed as it grew and became more humanoid, when the light faded an insect-like man appeared with a green and black exoskeleton, four insect wings had sprouted from his back as he took flight.

“STINGMON!” 

“Bokomon digivolve to…” the digimon called out happily as the white light and codes consumed his body. His body grew until he was just slightly shorter than Izuku. When the light disappeared in Bokomon’s place running beside Izuku was a blonde haired being wearing a yellow and red bodysuit covered in zippers, a red vest along with a pointed indigo wizards hat and a matching cape that covered it’s lower face.

“Wizardmon!”

“Finally my turn, Loogamon digivolve to…” the little wolf was covered only in a white light for a brief moment before flames erupted across its body turning into a massive ball of fire, when a massive claw broke through and swiped the flames away to reveal a large  navy blue and red furred wolf, black studded gloves covered it’s massive front paws that now had three vicious looking red claws sticking out, a muzzle now sat upon its face with flames bursting out every few seconds, his left ear was pierced with a single silver hoop, two black belts were wrapped around its the upper half of its front legs, all in all looking like a feral delinquent wolf, with an outdated interface still upon his brow.

“Loogarmon!” came the echoing howl.

“Pteromon digivolve to…” Light consumed the bird-like digimon, its body growing larger and more like that of a dragon bird mix, its horns upon its face hardened into a sharp blade, its wings became more like arms with three fingers with three claws, and feathers grew along the entire length. When the light vanished a green dragon appeared with a mix of white, silver and and orange feathers, with a single red blade upon its masked face, and a sharp spear shaped blade at the end of its tail.

“Galemon!” the digimon cried out as it soared through the air.

Along with the new digivolutions, several new digimon appeared, one was a large brown and white wolf with drills upon its body, that Izuku tossed Cutemon to, who landed upon the wolf's back, this was Dorulumon, and finally a group of what appeared to look like living CRT monitors dressed like little green ninja’s appeared, there were eight of them in total, they weren’t tall by a long shot, they barely reached up to Izuku’s waist, these were the Monitamon not particularly strong in combat, but they were incredible when it came to stealth and information gathering.

“Let’s go guys, you have your jobs, treat this like the real thing.”

“Right!”

All of this happened before Izuku even made it to the gates. All the while leaving behind a stunned group of examiners.

“What’s the matter Little Listener’s,” Present Mic called out, “The die is cast, go, go, go, there is no count down in real life, that little green listener with the awesome monsters has the right idea, the exam has begun.”

With that the rest of the exam takers took off and entered the city, already finding a few destroyed robots, a few even took note of the brown and white wolf creature, the pink rabbit, the wizard and two of the living monitors standing just inside the gates. 

They were slightly confused as to why, but couldn’t really care either, and began to hunt down their own robots.

-Back in the observation room-

Gran Torino and Nedzu were laughing up a storm. One from the looks of stunned surprise and the other simply because he could.

“Ahaha, Toshinori you should see the look upon your face.” Gran Torino snickered.

“HAHAHA, what a fascinating quirk, such wonderful and unique creations, each with their own personality, diverse skills and abilities, you must simply introduce to the boy Torino-san, I have many questions I would like to ask.” Nedzu chirped from his seat.

The teachers all felt a shiver of dread run down their collective spines, and each vowed to keep the teen as far away from Nedzu as possible.

One teacher was watching with a critical eye however. He had noticed that not all of the monsters had gone off looking for robots.

“I’m curious though,” the scruffy looking man decided to speak up, “There is a group of five monsters standing at the gates still,” the group looked at the entrance and sure enough, there was still a group, “Seems a little illogical to me to just be standing around doing nothing, seems the kid can’t control his own quirk.” The man, also known as Aizawa Shouta or the pro hero Eraserhead, spoke harshly.

“Now hold your horses boy,” Gran stated calmly, “There’s a reason that group isn’t doing anything just yet, allow me to introduce you to ‘Team Delta’ they’re the support and information gathering unit, sure they all have combat capabilities, but that's not the main focus here for them.”

A single black eye rose questioningly, so Gran continued, “The little green ninja’s you can probably see jumping from rooftop to rooftop, are called Monitamon, they don’t have great power like some of the others, but what should be noted is not their fighting strength, but their ability for ‘Information Sharing’, one of them can record and share its information faster than the speed of light, and if you’re ever lucky to spot one of them, then you better believe that there are thirty more all around you. But back on topic, those little guys are keeping an eye out for anyone that gets hurt and reporting it back to those at the gates.” Alright Aizawa had to somewhat admit that it was a good plan

That got the old man a few confused looks.

A curvaceous busty woman leaned forward, “May I ask why?”. Torino nodded.

“You may, the wizard and the rabbit, also known as Wizardmon and Cutemon, have healing powers, so those two will be going around healing anyone that's injured, while also escorting any who wish to drop out back to the entrance.” Already they could hear Recovery Girl muttering on how to get the two digimon into her office, and how she can finally retire.

Okay now Aizawa and the others were impressed. It was a logical and sound strategy, this group was practically the Paramedics and Rescue team rolled into one.

“Alright I’ll admit I was wrong.” that had a few heads jerk towards the tired looking man in shock, “But the kid isn’t going to allow the monsters to do all…never mind, now I want to know what kind of bullshit quirk that is.” as he watched the teen in the screens ignite his fists in a strange green energy that turned into bright red flames and punch a robot caving in its chest while sending its broken remains flying.

“That would be one of the programmed abilities the brat gave himself, that is the ‘Digi-Soul’ while activated it increases his natural strength, speed and durability, used to only increase it by thirty percent, but over the years it’s increased to forty-five percent, we theorize that by the time he hits maturity at eighteen it will cap itself at fifty percent.” Torino explained Izuku’s power up. “But that’s not all his quirk does, you need information, he can get it, you need to hack into security cameras, he can do it, you just want to watch cat videos, he’ll pull one up on his digital screens, when I said the kiddo was a super computer, I meant it, and that's not even bringing out his other abilities, not to say he doesn’t have his own drawbacks when over using his quirk because let's face it he does, give or take about four hours of constant use and he’ll develop the mother of all migraines and nosebleeds from hell.” 

All eyes’ watched the teen in awe, Toshinori didn’t know how to react, a part of him whispered that something was wrong, but an even louder part was telling him that this kid was going to be a showstopper when he went pro.

“Well I do believe we’ve left them to it long enough, Ectoplasm would you be so kind.” Nedzu requested a few minutes later.

The hero gave a nod and then pressed a large red button.

All eyes returned to the screens, as clouds of dust and debris flew into the air.

“Now the real challenge begins.” Nedzu couldn’t help the feral grin that crossed his face as he spoke.

End! off Chapter six

Chapter Text

-Back with Izuku entering the Faux City-

The moment Izuku and the digimon passed through the gates they split, with Galemon staying close by, from the corner of his eyes he had caught a glimpse of the team of Monitamon taking to the rooftops to observe the upcoming fights and keep an eye out for any who are injured.

The first of the robots he encountered was a 1-pointer. Activating Digisoul, he leapt forward as the pixelated energy covered his fists and flowed through his body, and with a mighty shout punched the 1-point robot in the chest. Its chest cavity caved in small sparks and smoke escaping through the cracks and pieces of its armor as it flew backwards into the street.

The next robots he encountered were two 2-pointers, he dodged one stinger-like tail, while throwing a punch at the other.

“Pyro Punch.” The green energy around his fist turned into a fiery red before bursting into actual flames, the moment his fist had made contact with the robot's hull, he felt the metal give way, the heat generated by his flames burning through the robot's chest cavity, melting wires and gears.

Jumping away he barely paid attention as the robot exploded from having its inner mechanisms burnt and melted. Through his connection with the computer systems controlling the robots he sensed the second robot trying to sneak up on him, jumping up and flipping backwards he managed to avoid its stinger. 

This time the flames on his hand disappeared, leaving behind blue pixelated energy, a cold mist drifting into the air as he attacked the second robot from behind, “Sub-Zero Ice Punch.” he called out. This time as his fist met the metal of the robot ice covered the robot, shutting down all of its inner workings. 

Izuku had to admit, it was kinda fun to let loose, looking over towards Galemon he watched as the bird-dragon digimon let loose a tornado of wind from his mouth at a 3-pointer, “Tornado Launcher.”

Turning back around to focus more on the area, he watched a group of six robots enter the streets three 1-pointers and another two 2-pointers and one 3-pointer. He gave a feral grin as both he and Galemon launched themselves back into the fray. 

Lightning crackled along his fist as he shredded his way through the 3-pointer, the thing never even had the chance to even defend itself. Both 2-pointers were the next to fall to his attacks. The 1-pointers however ended up on the wrong side of Galemon who had unleashed a powerful gust of razor sharp wind. Even after they were down the digimon took great pleasure in stomping on them for good measure.

Izuku watched it all happen with a bewildered look. Galemon who felt the eyes of his creator and friend upon him flushed.

“One of them plucked one of my feathers,” he explained sheepishly.

Izuku shook his head exasperatedly.

“Izukumon!” a voice called out in his ear.

“What is it Monitamon?” he answered, holding a finger to the built in earpiece.

“An examinee is struggling to get any points, he’s currently trapped by a group of robots, but he’s not surrendering. What should I do?” the digimon explained through the earpiece with urgency.

“On my way.” 

And with that Izuku found himself on Galemon’s back as the digimon launched himself into the air with a mighty flap of his wings. 

It didn’t take long for Izuku to see a small fireball fly into the air, revealing where the Monitamon and the other examinee was located. And within just a moment both Izuku and Galemon landed on top of a building where Monitamon was jumping up and down frantically and pointing into an alley. 

Running over to the edge of the building Izuku glanced down and was met with the sight of six 2-pointers and five 1-pointers, all surrounding the purple haired teen he had embarrassed himself in front of. At first Izuku was going to jump down and take out the robots himself, but he stopped himself, the expression on the taller teens face was one he had seen before, one Izuku was all too familiar with once upon a time. A look of desperation and a desire to prove himself.

Izuku couldn’t force himself to deny the teen his chance to become a hero, but it didn’t mean he couldn’t help in another way.

Placing his finger up to his earpiece once more he drew the attention of a few more friends, some who hadn’t seen much action either.

“Are you guys ready for some action?” a cheer was his answer. “Right then Starmon, Pickmon, Digifuse.” lights shot from his digivice revealing a golden star shaped being with sunglasses and a bunch of little silver creatures with sunglasses to and a single grouchy look creature as well.

“Finally it’s our time to shine!” the now reveal Starmon called out as they all glowed as one before flying into the air in streams of light,

“Starmon…”

“Pickmon…”

“I’m gonna set you on FIRE…”

“DIGIFUSE!” they cried out as the lights merged into one. When the light cleared away a sword wrapped in a fiery aura dropped into his hands.

“This should give him a bit of an edge.” Izuku snickered at his own joke.

Galemon only arched an eyebrow, “Your jokes are horrible.”

Izuku shrugged and looked back down into the alley, the other teen was dodging attacks, he could barely make out tears of frustration.

At the moment when the teen managed to catch a breath Izuku acted.

“Hey Mr. Purple, catch!” he called down getting both the other teens' attention and the robots, as he dropped the sword down.

The purple haired teens eyes widened upon seeing the greenette and even wider upon seeing the sword falling towards him, with lightning fast reflexes the teen had managed to catch the handle of the strange sword, looking back up to the green haired boy.

“I’m going to need that back after exams are over, but I hope it helps.” Izuku called down before taking off with a quick wave.

………………………..

Shinsou couldn’t help but gape at the small greenette, he looked back to the blade in his hands and back up to see the teen gone, looking back to the strange sword and back to the multiple robots surrounding him he couldn’t help the savage grin that spread across his face.

…………………………

Izuku quickly went back to hunting points, and thanks to his links to computer systems he knew exactly where to find them, so in the end he managed to track down a few more 1-pointers and a couple 2-pointers.

By the time he made it back to the main street he could already tell a vast majority of the robots were already gone, the last few quickly being picked off.

As soon as the last faux villain bots were defeated the ground began to shake and with it came an explosion of dust and debris.

Izuku could feel every fiber within his body screaming to run.

“That’s not a Thwomp,” Galemon’s voice trembled.

“Where in the hell does UA get the money for those things?” Izuku asked dumbfounded as his body trembled slightly.

“RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!” one kid screamed, causing everyone to lose their heads and run screaming.

The titanic robot gave a massive swing of its arms, smashing into buildings, sending debris through the air.

Izuku began to turn when out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a blonde teen with a strange belt  get hit upside the head by a piece of concrete.

Izuku could only watch in muted horror as the teens body dropped to the ground. It took a moment to realize his body was moving on its own accord, because before he knew it he was sliding next to the blonde teen, pressing a finger against the boy's neck he gave a relieved sight.

A moment later Izuku had the boy draped across his back preparing to head back to the entrance, when he heard it, a pained cry of help.

Turning back around slowly, Izuku felt his blood turn to ice.

“No.” he whispered in terror.

There, laying in the middle of the road, pinned down by slabs of concrete, was the nice girl.

“Galemon, take him and get him to Cutemon or Wizardmon!” Izuku ordered, throwing the unconscious teen on Galemon’s back.

“What about you?” Galemon jerked his head to stare at his friend's back.

“I’ll be fine, go, hurry!” Izuku promised before he began running towards the downed girl. 

Skidding to a halt next to the trapped girl he quickly got to work lifting the concrete by activating Digisoul in the process.

He had barely even begun lifting when the girl gave a shout of warning, “Look out!”

Spinning around he brought up his right arm, pixelated blue energy spreading up and other the entirety of his limb, it shifted and began to take shape.

Within milliseconds the blue energy took on the appearance of translucent armor, his was within what looked like a wolf head. A flick of his wrist had the mouth of the metal wolf head opening, and from its hidden depth a cannon emerged glowing with a bluish white energy.

“SUPREME CANNON!”

A blast of freezing cold air encompassed the two as the beam of energy burst forth, piercing through the colossus machine’s left arm rendering that limb useless.

Izuku felt his energy leave him, on top of the now forming headache he could feel coming on. It was a price he had to pay, while normally he could go for a few hours of quirk usage, but the moment he pulled out the really big guns like Supreme Cannon or some of the others, the headaches would slam into him in full force. It’s why moves like that were only to be used in dire circumstances.

He swayed lightly on his feet.

“Hey are you ok?” the brown haired girl asked, looking at him with concern.

He gave a small smile, looking back at her, “I’ll be alright, that move just takes a lot out of me.” looking back he noticed that while the entire right side of the robot was practically destroyed it still wasn’t stopping.

“Well shit…” “Took the word right out of my mouth…” he snorted.

“Flame Blow.” A great mass of fire shot through the air smashing into the lower half of the robot, a moment later the flames reveal a familiar feral wolf who leapt back to land near Izuku. “You alright Izukumon?” Loogarmon inquired over his health.

“Tired buddy, but I’ll be fine.”

“Good then leave this titan to us.” Came a soothing feminine voice flying overhead, looking to reveal Angewomon in all her angelic glory, “Celestial Arrow.” her glove sprouted wings that turned her limb into a bow while she held an arrow of light. Targeting an eye on the giant robot's head she released said arrow that caused a minor explosion taking out said eye.

Izuku went back to lift the slab of concrete off the girl's leg, just enough for her to slide out from under it.

“Thanks. Owowowowowow, my ankle.” The girl thanked and groaned all at the same time, as Izuku helped her up by putting one of her arms around his shoulder to help support her weight.

“No problem, let’s get out of here, while my friends try to keep that thing occupied, and get that leg looked at.” Izuku replied with a gentle smile.

“IZUKUMON LOOK OUT!” Angewomon screamed out in panic

Both teens turned to look to see the zero pointers remaining fist aimed to crush them, and neither really had the strength to fight back, both exhausted, one drained of energy and a headache on the verge of becoming a full blown migraine, the other tired and ready to hurl all over the ground.

Izuku immediately dropped them both to the ground, curling over the injured girl in an attempt to shield her, even if he knew the attempt was going to be futile.

There was a loud crunch of metal being crushed.

Both teens peeked upwards slightly from their crouched positions. The first thing Izuku saw was a very familiar sword.

“Hey pretty boy,” a voice drew their attention to the person standing over them, “Thanks for the sword earlier, now it’s my turn to help you out.” 

Izuku could only blink up at the purple haired teen in shock, the tall muscular teen was quite literally holding the 0-pointers gigantic fist back, glowing red veins criss crossed all over him, the sleeves of his black and purple tracksuit had been shredded, revealing muscular arms.

“Pretty boy?” the girl asked in stunned confusion. Izuku blushed all the way up to his ears.

“Now, don’t be jealous, you're cute too.” the teen smirked over his shoulders at the girl, whose face had gone just as red as Izuku’s.

“Not trying to rush you guys or anything but can you two please hurry and leave?” the teen requested.

“Stingmon help!” Izuku called out, a split second later a green blur had swooped in grabbing both Izuku and the cute girl, who Izuku really should get the name of, and held them both in its arms.

“Thanks Stingmon.”

“No problem Izukumon, sorry I would have been here earlier, I was helping to get everyone out of the area.” the insect man explained. Izuku nodded in understanding.

“HOLY CRAP!” The girl's exclamation drew Izuku back to the massive robot. His jaw dropped.

There flying through the air, was the purple haired teen. Within seconds he was at the robots head. With a mighty shout he swung his fist crying out for the world to hear, “SMASH!”.

The moment the teens fist made contact the exterior of the robot's head caved inwards, causing a massive explosion that made the explosion Angewomon had caused earlier to look like child's play. 

“Holy shit!” Izuku muttered.

“What strength!” Stingmon exclaimed.

“Um…somethings wrong.” the brunette girl pointed out.

Izuku looked for himself and to his horror she was right. The falling teens arms and legs were flopping around in the air as he fell.

“ANGEWOMON CATCH HIM!” he shouted.

“Got it.” Of course the moment the angelic digimon grabbed a hold of the boy, she had to run out of energy to hold her digivolution. 

In a flash of light Angewomon dedigivolved back to Tailmon.

“Well kitty litter!” the feline cursed as she and the boy began to plummet.

“I can stop them from falling, quick!” the girl rushed out. With a burst of speed Stingmon was flying towards the falling duo, and for a moment Izuku didn’t think they’d be able to make it as the ground grew ever closer. It was to a resounding smack, as the brunette struck both Tailmon and the purple teen several feet from the ground.

Izuku looked at the teen and felt his stomach give a heave of nausea. The guy's limbs were turning purple and looked completely wrong.

A second later found them all safely on the ground, where the brunette did in fact vomit a literal rainbow. Izuku being the gentleman he was, held her hair back from her face as he did so while keeping an eye on the teen who had passed out from the pain of having an arm and both legs broken.

“Where did that power come from?” he asked quietly to himself, and it was a valid question, where was that strength earlier when the teen was struggling against the faux villains.

Tailmon had remained next to the teen while Loogarmon had run off to get Cutemon or Wizardmon.

“AND TIMES UP LITTLE LISTENERS.” Present Mics voice echoed out over the test sights “IF YOU ARE INJURED PLEASE REMAIN WHERE YOU ARE AT, OUR VERY OWN RECOVERY GIRL WILL BE WITH YOU MOMENTARILY.” 

Izuku and the girl did not jump.

For just a brief moment they had completely forgotten where they were at.

The test was over.

“Young man?”

This time Izuku really did jump at the voice next to him. 

As he grabbed his chest from the shock he looked down only to find a small elderly woman looking up at him from behind a pink and purple visor.

“Uh…yes ma’am?” he stammered, she blinked at him.

“I probably shouldn’t say this, but, I thought I’d give you fair warning now rather than later, but on your first day of school I intend to steal those two monsters of yours for myself.” she stated plainly.

Izuku could only blink in surprise, if that wasn’t all the confirmation he needed that he got into the school, then he didn’t know what was.

“Um…okay…as long as I get them back at the end of the day or for training purposes then I…uh…don’t see any reason why they can’t spend the day with you…” he trailed off, he got a big smile in reply.

“Now why don’t you and your monsters head home, you’ve all done more than enough, I can handle these two on my own from here.”

Nodding at the woman he looked back at the brunette who gave a thumbs up and a quick wave goodbye.

And with that Izuku headed home.

-Back in the viewing room-

“Damn…” Torino snorted at Midnight's choice of words even if it did sum it up really well.

“What is the kids quirk again?” Vlad King asked.

“Digital World.” Torino answered not turning towards the large man, he was currently succeeding in glaring holes into a certain blonde idiots soul.

“What a magnificent quirk, I may just have to take young Midoriya on as my personal…” Nedzu started to offer

“Over my rotting corpse!” Torino cut in, “Not letting you corrupt my grandkid, one of you is bad enough, I’d rather not jumpstart the apocalypse.” 

Nedzu slumped back and started pouting, even if they all knew it was an act.

“So I’m just going to say it,” Vlad began, “I want him in my…” “No.” Aizawa cut him off.

“You can’t hog all the top ten kids Aizawa!” Vlad growled.

“Take the Bakugou brat Vlad.” all eyes turned to the elderly man whose death glare hadn’t left his target. “I’d rather he not be in the same class as Izuku, they have a history and it’s not pretty.”

“Besides he has a cat, so…he’s mine.” Aizawa added.

“Fine.” the white haired man grouched.

“How many points did the little pardner get?” a man in a cowboy themed outfit asked.

“By himself he got nineteen villain points, with sixty five rescue points.” a woman in an astronaut themed outfit replied, “All together if we add in the points collected by his…what did you call them again Torino-san?”

“Digimon.”

“Ah, yes, with the addition of the points he got by his digimon he has a grand total of one hundred twenty four villain points. And a grand total of one hundred forty five rescue points.” The space themed hero 13 added, “The highest score in the history of UA.”

“Damn, I’m one hell of a teacher, makes a person wonder why no one asks me to help train others.” Torino gloated eyes not once leaving the trembling blonde next to him, who was sweating nervously.

“Well then, I do believe it’s time for us all to leave, why don’t you and Toshinori stay here, I can tell you’re just bursting to talk to your former student, after all it has been some time since you’ve last spoken.”

“Why thank you Nedzu, I think Toshinori and I will take you up on that offer, it has been so long since we’ve sat down and just talked.” Torino answered dryly, all the while Toshinori was staring at the principle in betrayal. 

Everyone left quickly after that, leaving the retired hero and the number one hero alone.

“So, let’s talk Toshinori…” the skeleton thin man trembled in his seat.

“Have mercy…. I beg you…” the man whimpered.

“Not a chance in hell.” was the answer.

-Later that night-

“Alright you blonde idiot, I’ve got two weeks,” Torino spoke in a grouchy yet quiet voice into his cell phone as he walked into the kitchen, it was nearing midnight and everyone was asleep, “That means I’ve got two weeks to help your brat get a grasp on ‘One For All’.” he opened the refrigerator to grab some milk, listening to the voice on the other end of line.

“Yes, I want him at Dagobah beach the day after tomorrow.” he paused listening to Toshinori asking why Dagobah.

“Well for one my brat cleaned that beach and it makes a perfect place to train at, why you didn’t teach your brat how to use ‘One For All’ is beyond me, and I still don’t understand why you didn’t call me for help.” Torino said, pouring himself a glass of milk.

“Uhuh, try pulling the other leg Toshinori, that had to be the dumbest excuse I’ve ever heard.” He took a drink from his glass, shaking his head. A moment later he heaved a sigh.

“Look Toshinori, I don’t want to listen to excuses, you should have better prepared that boy for your quirk, and telling him to ‘Clench his butt cheeks and yell ‘Smash’’ does not count as helping him,” the man gave an exasperated sigh, “Just make sure you are both there.” and with that the man hung up. He turned to the table to grab one of Inko’s homemade chocolate chip cookies before heading back to his room, only to freeze in place.

“So…” Izuku began with a cookie halfway up to his mouth, a glass of milk sitting in front of him, “what's ‘One For All’ or was I not supposed to hear that.”

“Well shit.”

Chapter Text

Two days and come and gone since the UA Entrance exam. Two days since Izuku had learned about One For All, two days since Gran told him everything, two days since he himself had admitted to a few things. 

-Flash Back-

Izuku sat quietly at the table, the milk and cookies left forgotten. Gran was sitting across from him and had just gotten done telling him about All Might and his quirk ‘One For All’, a stockpiling quirk that could be transferred from person to person. It was a lot to take in, the culmination of power from eight other people, now in the body of one Hitoshi Shinsou, or as Izuku secretly referred to him ‘Mr. Hot Guy’.

After the explanation Izuku was rubbing his forehead, cursing internally, what were the odds, perhaps it was time to ask a few questions of his own.

Heaving a deep sigh Izuku looked tiredly at Gran, “By any chance does ‘One For All’ have any connections to a quirk called ‘All For One’?” The deep inhale of breath from his mentor and grandfather figure, plus the man’s paling was pretty much all the answer he needed. He slumped in his seat.

“Izuku, how do you know about that quirk?” Gran’s voice held a tinge of worry as he asked. Izuku looked at the man tiredly.

“I’m many things Gran, but stupid isn’t among them, naive, flirty, and sarcastic, sure, but I’m not stupid.” Izuku explained in a tone that Gran was having trouble deciphering.

“Then how…?” Gran trailed off, leaving the question in the air.

“It was around my eleventh birthday,” Izuku began, clasping his hands on the table, his eyes firmly fixed upon them, “I was visiting the Digital World, I guess I had had an epiphany, I guess you can say, or you could say the words of the past finally caught up to me. My quirk essentially makes me a living supercomputer, so if I could create codes, programs, could I also not hack things. I started small, just hacking games and my own phone, but eventually I grew curious, so I started to see what else I could hack, I got bolder, it got to the point that I realized, that as long as I remained in the Digital World I could remain unseen and untraceable, that I could finally more get information for my quirk analysis,” Izuku looked up at his mentor his eyes were blank, “So I hacked the HPSC servers to gain access to the Quirk registry.”

Gran raised an eyebrow at that admission, “You know you can get in trouble if someone finds out about that?” Izuku snorted at that.

“Yeah, it was one of the things the doctor told me to never reveal but since you revealed a three hundred year old secret, I might as well tell you mine.” he ran a hand through his long hair, he should probably get it cut, but that would be a problem for another time. “At first all I did was compare the information I already had in my analysis notebooks, but I grew curious, so I took a look at my own registry,” here Izuku paused again glancing to his mentor wanting to see his reaction , “I was interested in getting an outside perspective of my quirk, at first I was intrigued at the information on my quirk, but the moment I came upon my parents quirks, I realized,” his eyes never left Gran’s face, “There is no way my quirk could have possibly come from ‘Fire Breathing’ and ‘Attraction of Small Objects’, quirks don’t work like that, sure a child can get a quirk that is completely different from their parents, but normally the quirk is that of distant blood relative, or the opposite of the parents, or that of a combination of both parents, or the exact same as one of the parents if not stronger or weaker. So imagine my surprise when I decided to look into both my parents' backgrounds in search of some distant relative; that I couldn’t find a single thing on one, Hisashi Midoriya.”  

Gran had slowly been losing color as Izuku continued. “It was as if the man didn’t exist, I couldn’t find anything on his, except a marriage certificate, a divorce certificate, and that's about it aside from his name on my birth certificate.”

“So you wanted to know more?” Gran probed, earning a nod from the green haired teen.

“Yeah, so I dug through the servers in the HPSC, until I came across a file, a file labeled ‘All For One’,” Izuku began to play with a cookie, “It’s a terrifying quirk, the ability to give and take away quirks, and the man wielding it even more so, a man who has been alive for near enough three hundred years. I don’t need to be a rocket scientist, nor have I forgotten how you first reacted to what my quirk was, to realize that this man, that this monster, was more than likely my sperm donor.”

Torino slumped in his chair, he really should have seen this coming, Izuku was far too smart for his own good sometimes. The man let out a deep breath, “So you finally figured it out.”

Izuku gave a brief nod, “Amongst other things, yes.”, this answer seemed to take Torino aback.

“What do you mean?” Torino asked, arching a brow.

For several long moments Izuku remained silent, a look of contemplation upon his face as watched Torino, before he finally came to a conclusion.

“Do you know,” Izuku began, his voice soft, “just how lucky I am to be alive?” 

Torino jerked back in his seat in surprise, “What do you mean ‘just how lucky you are to be alive’, in the world we live in, everyone is lucky to be alive.” The question, while surprising and strange, had left the man baffled.

Izuku shook his head slowly, “It would be better if I showed you, but before I show you anything, I have to ask, who all else knows about me?”. 

Torino leaned forward, this was a test and he knew it, if he lied and said no one else, then he would lose Izuku’s trust and it would forever put a wedge between them, and it wasn’t something Sorahiko wanted. So letting out a deep sigh he began listing off names, “Aside from me there are three others, Nedzu, Chiyo Shuzenji or as you know her ‘Recovery Girl’, and a detective I trust, Naomasa Tsukauchi, he’s a good man and I trust him.” 

Izuku tilted his head, “You haven’t told All Might?” he probed.

Torino shook his his head, “No, at the time I told those three Toshinori had just had the fight with AFO, and the four of us agreed that it would be better if he didn’t know, I think we each had our own reasons, but it came down to wanting to protect a child from Toshinori’s wrath, with how fresh his wounds were and his resentment for anything to do with AFO, we were afraid he might do something stupid.”

Izuku gave the man a soft smile, “Thank you for being honest with me Gran, but you know we won’t be able to hide this secret for long?”

Torino nodded solemnly “I know, but it needs to be on our terms.”

Izuku stood up, “Then we had better do it soon, secrets like this tend to blow up in everyone's faces and do more harm than good, wait here.” he walked out of the kitchen leaving the retired pro to think. 

Within a few minutes Izuku returned carrying with him two files.

“I put these together a few years ago, they’re not complete, because I’m still searching.” Izuku told the man, sliding one of the files to him.

Torino took it and opened it slowly, what he found had his eyes nearly falling from their sockets.

“Holy shit…”

-Flashback ends-

Izuku shook himself as the door to the gym opened.

Gran had gotten permission from Nedzu to bring Izuku to the school and to use one of the gyms so he could work with Hitoshi Shinsou, aka: The Hot Purple Hunk, and the current holder of One For All.

Izuku had also been formally introduced to both Nedzu and Recovery Girl. The two had apparently been eager to meet with him, both for very different reasons.

Recovery Girl was interested in the healers he had on his team, and together both she, himself, along with Wizardmon and Cutemon came to an agreement to have at least one of the digimon help out in her infirmary.

Nedzu himself was an interesting character. The moment the mouse…dog…was he a bear… chimera saw him he began to laugh maniacally, and personally handed him his acceptance letter, stating that there was no point wasting time, and just made it easier for everyone. Izuku was shocked to learn he had come in first in both the written exam and the practical. 

And with urging from Gran, Izuku handed over the two files he had on him to the principal, the mammal took a curious glance at the contents within the first, and then promptly shut it before glancing into the second one, which he shut quickly as well. His eyes bored into Izuku’s unyielding gaze. Giving a quick nod, “I will place these within a safe in my office young Midoriya, I will also see what else I can dig up, I have a feeling there is more that are unaccounted for.” he shared with the teen, “For now however, this is a good start, and I must commend you for your detective and analytical skills, perhaps if you are willing, I would like to work with you on this, and help you expand on your analysis, a mind like yours must be nurtured.” 

Izuku was all too happy to accept the offer.

Elsewhere, a shiver of dread went down the spines of every teacher within the school, knowing that an unholy alliance had been forged.

Back in the moment, however, Izuku, who was sitting with Gran, Nedzu and Recovery Girl, while his six main digimon were running around; or well five were running around, Bokomon just wanted his book back;  turned to watch a tall skeleton looking blonde man, Toshinori Yagi also known as All Might, enter with the purple haired teen from the exams.

The man's eyes widened a fraction, not expecting for anyone else to be here. The teen by his side however blushed slightly when he saw the greenette. 

Izuku couldn’t help the blush that crept up his face, he clearly remembered being called ‘Pretty boy’, and it was apparent the other boy remembered as well.

“Oh, uh, I wasn’t expecting Gran Torino to, uh, have his new student here today.” the thin man commented, as he approached with his own successor.

“It’s alright Toshinori, the kid is in the know.” Gran huffed agitatedly, he was in no mood to dance around the issue.

“WHAT?” The sickly looking man cried out blood spewing from his mouth. “Torino, how could you, you had no right!” the man bellowed, before a coughing fit prevented him from shouting anymore, blood coated his hand as he hacked into the palm of his hand. 

Before he knew it someone was handing him a handkerchief and rubbing his back. Taking the offered handkerchief he coughed a few more times, and then took a bottle of water that had been offered to him. 

When he managed to get a good look at who was helping him, half expecting to see Recovery Girl, only to be met with worry filled green eyes.

“Are you alright?” the question startled him for a moment. Toshinori could hear the worry and sincerity in the boy's voice, it softened him slightly, Toshinori couldn’t and wouldn’t take his anger out on a child, least of all one who had a kind and caring soul, like the one before him. He remembered this boy from the entrance exam.

“I’ll be fine, thank you.” Toshinori smiled at the teen before turning his glare back to his former teacher, “But you, sensei, had no right.”

“Oh come off it Toshinori, it’s not like I did it on purpose, the kid can be quieter than a ghost when he wants to be.” Gran huffed.

Toshinori’s brows drew together in confusion, “What do you mean?”

“I can explain Mr. All Might, sir.” Izuku indicated to himself, raising his hand slightly.

“Just call me Yagi when I’m like this kid.” Toshinori replied.

“Ah of course, Yagi-san, um, well you see, Gran came into the kitchen the other night to get a glass of milk and some of my mom's cookies, and well I was already in there and he didn’t see me, and he was already on the phone, and I kinda heard everything.” Izuku stammered out quickly, “So, yeah sorry.”

“And I still didn’t get any of those damned cookies.” the elder hero grouched.

Toshinori couldn’t help the snort that escaped him.

“Yeah, that sounds about right, Gran has always had a one track mind when it came to sweets.”

“Hey, I can still kick your ass brat!”

Izuku watched the bickering between his mentor and the number one with an amused look, it was kind of like how he and Gran acted.

“So…” Izuku jumped at the voice that was suddenly next to him, turning and looking up he was met with amethyst colored eyes.

“Um, hi.” he squeaked out.

The Taller teen diverted his eyes away from Izuku’s, a hand rubbing at the back of his neck a light dusting of pink covered his cheeks, “I, uh, here you and that uh, girl, saved me from making a mess on the concrete.” 

“Oh, uh, yes, I suppose we did.” Izuku stuttered bashfully.

The taller teen nodded his head, “Cool, uh, thanks for that.” 

Izuku felt his face flush, “Sure, no problem.”

“I’m Hitoshi Shinsou, nice to meet you.” the teen introduced, holding out a hand.

Izuku took it, “Izuku Midoriya.” he breathed out.

“Izukumon, whose this?” Tailmon asked as she ran up to the pair and jumped onto Izuku’s back, gaining Shinsou's attention.

“It’s a talking cat.” 

Izuku reached back and rubbed the feline digimon’s head.

“This is Tailmon, her digivolved form, Angewomon, was the one to catch you, before she ran out of energy, Tailmon this is Hitoshi Shinsou.” Izuku, introduced. 

“A feline angel, now I know I’m in heaven.” Shinsou whispered in awe.

“Nope, fairly sure we are both alive, cause if this was heaven there’d be more fish and catnip, but I’m glad you know purrfection when you see it.” Tailmon joked.

“And she does puns,” Shinsou’s eyes widened in adoration, he glanced back to Izuku, “It’s official, I’m keeping you.” 

Izuku blushed furiously as he sputtered.

“Hey purple,” both boys turned at Gran’s voice, the man was glaring at the taller teen, “Stop flirting with my grandson, we've got work to do and not enough time to do it.”

Both teens turned red in embarrassment.

“Yeah, stop flirting with Izukumon.” Shinsou jumped at the sight of a talking wolf growling up at him.

“Loogamon, behave!” Izuku chided, still beet red.

“No can do Izukumon, I have to protect your virtue, we can’t just have anyone making goo goo eyes at you, you need a big strong alpha courting you, not some mangy cat lover.” Loogamon growled.

Izuku hid his face in his hands, he was pretty sure he was about to combust from how embarrassed he was. “Loogamon!” he exclaimed.

“HEY, who you calling mangy, mutt, I’ll have you know we cats are always clean and refined, Izukumon would be lucky to have someone with impeccable taste courting him.” Tailmon, hissed back.

“Someone kill me please.” Izuku whined

“Are they always like this?” Shinsou asked, hiding behind one of his own hands.

“Yes!” “Unfortunately!” Izuku and the other digimon answered.

“Right.”

“Alright brats,” Gran Torino called out, “Let’s get started, you digimon get into pairs and start your training, Izuku I want you watching our spars, you’re going to help figure out how this brat can use One for All without breaking himself,” Gran grinned at the lavender haired teen, “and you, get ready for two weeks of hell.”

"What the fuck have I gotten myself into?" the new user of One For All groaned.

Chapter Text

Before Izuku knew it, the last two weeks had flown by, and it was the first day of high school. The last two weeks had been quite interesting to say the least, between training, helping Gran train Shinsou, finally getting his hair cut after ignoring it for years, adding a few more digimon to his ever growing team, adding a new Island within the digital world, and then there was the last few days of middle school. And boy were those some interesting days.

-Flashback-

In Aldera Junior High congratulations were being given in the principal's office to both Bakugou and Izuku. "It's incredible to think that not one, but two students from our school are heading off to UA! Then again it really isn’t much of a surprise, considering it is you two. But still to have the first place winner of UA’s entrance exam and the third place winner to come from out school is an honor."

The two students stood next to each other, Bakugo while outwardly appearing relaxed, was seething on the inside while Izuku was actually quite calm. They had both done exceptionally well in the exams, but one of them felt cheated, his pride and arrogance only adding fuel to the internal rage.

When they had both left the office Bakugou tried to slam the other boy to the wall only for the smaller teen to dance out of reach. "Dammit Deku! Do you have any idea what you just did?! I was supposed to be number one, but you and those stupid freaks of yours, stole what was rightfully mine, then you just had to try to upstage me even further by using those stupid ‘rescue points’"! 

It was clear that Bakugou wasn’t right in the head.

He stopped yelling though at the incredulous look Izuku was giving him. "Bakugou, you can’t really be serious, you said it yourself months ago, you can't stop me. And really, are you that delusional, ‘What was rightfully yours’, nothing was yours." His voice was filled with disbelief and righteous anger. "And it doesn't matter what spot I got or how I got that spot. I'm going whether you want me to or not, you need to get a reality check Bakugou, because clearly something isn’t right in that head of yours, I told you once, I’m done dealing with your bullshit."

In this moment Izuku was trying his hardest not to knock some sense into the blonde and deflate his ego, but the voices of Pteromon, Bokomon, and Wormmon were quite literally in one ear telling him not to start a fight. While in the other ear Loogamon was begging him to punch the blonde. 

So being the better person, Izuku walked off, leaving the seething blonde behind.

-Flashback end-

It was now April, and the first day of school at UA. Izuku was currently tying his shoes in preparation to head out.

His mother and Gran were standing behind, his mom holding his backpack, asking a hundred questions a minute, while Gran was holding a box of tissues for the woman, "Izuku. Do you have everything?"

Izuku responded with a nod. "Yeah I do."

Inko was still gonna make extra sure. "Are you sure? You have your handkerchief?"

“Yes.”

“Pencils?”

“Yes.”

“Hand sanitizer?”

“Yes.”

“Lunch money for you and your friends?”

“Yes.”

“Hug from your mom?”

“Ye…no.”

That last one had Loogamon, Cutemon, and a few others snickering.

Izuku stood and turned around quickly giving his mother a big hug, "Now I have everything" grabbing his back pack as he let go of her, "Now I gotta go. I don't want to be late."

Inko called out to him. Izuku groaned as he turned to see what it was. Inko's face was serious, it seemed what she was about to say was important. "Make sure your friends behave. This is special and I know how much you’ve wanted this." “Let’em go wild.” Gran countered, earning a jab to the side.

Izuku chuckled at the two,  Pteromon’s voice then came out of the speakers from the headset. "Don't worry ma’am, we know what you mean. You can rest assured that we're not gonna cause trouble for Izuku, he isn't the only one who wants this." This was something the others could all agree with. Years with Izuku had given them all the same want to help people.

Inko's face softened and Izuku began to make his way outside again, when both Gran and Inko called out to him one last time. This was starting to get tiring, Izuku turned one last time. What he saw was a surprise.

Both Inko and Gran had soft smiles on their faces with tears threatening to spill from his moms eyes. "We’re so proud of you, and know that you can do it."

“You’ve come a long way, brat, now go out there and show them what a real hero can do.” Gran added on.

Izuku couldn't stop the smile that grew on his face. "Yeah, I'll see you guys later, I promised Shinsou to meet him at the gates so we could walk to class."

With that he left. Now was the beginning of his high school career. As he walked out he heard Gran muttering something about teenagers and hormones, which caused his mother to laugh.

-Twenty Minutes later-

“Good morning Shinchan” 

Izuku was smiling as he ran up the hill to UA, Shinsou was standing outside the barrier leaning up against the wall playing on his phone. 

The taller teen blushed at the nickname, they had only been friends for two weeks now, but for once Izuku felt comfortable with someone else his age, it’s not that he didn’t like the other kids from his school, it’s just that all they did was praise his quirk.

Running up to the other boy who put his phone away, Izuku beamed up at him.

“So bright.” Shinsou muttered.

“Are you excited for today?” Izuku asked, bouncing on his feet excitedly.

“Thrilled.” the other deadpanned, glancing up to the greenettes' hair, “I still can’t believe you cut off all of your fluffy hair, I can’t call you a ‘Fluffball’ anymore.” the teen grumped.

“And what's wrong with my haircut?” Izuku challenged playfully.

“Nothing, just didn’t think you’d be one for an undercut, is all, but with that braid hanging there I can just pull on it to get you out of those muttering sprees you’re known for.” Shinsou smirked, reaching to tug at the braid dangling from the side of Izuku’s face.

“Leave my braid alone, meanie.” Izuku fake cried, swatting the hand away.

Shinsou smirked at the pouty glare he received, before the smaller teen grabbed his hand and began to pull him towards the school building.

“Come on, we're going to be late.” Izuku giggled at the spluttering from his friend as he pulled him along.

-A few minutes later-

It was official, they were both lost.

The place was huge so it made sense the two would be struggling a bit. "Class 1-A...1-A. Where is it?" he muttered aloud.

“Izukumon, if you want we can help you look faster?” Pteromon offered.

“No thanks guys, I doubt the teachers want a bunch of little monsters running around.” Izuku pointed out.

“Why not, we’re adorable!” Cutemon protested. Izuku grinned, looking towards Shinsou he saw a similar grin. Shinsou had taken to the digimon quite well, although he did heavily favor Tailmon, on the days they hung out he would be found petting Tailmon or playing with her.

“Hey Midoriya, found it.” Shinsou said tugging on the hand that had yet to let him go, while pointing to a massive door. It was so tall it almost touched the ceiling. "Man, this thing is huge. Are they expecting us to be giants?" the lavender haired teen pondered on.

“Well, compared to me, you kind of are…” “Hush you.”

They stood in front of the door for a few moments. The most promising students in the country were waiting behind that door. Izuku was just hoping Bakugou wasn't there and prayed that they were in different classes. Maybe everyone in there would be nice. 

Shinsou gave his friend's hand a gentle squeeze, the greenette returned the gesture, before opening the door guiding them both into the room.

They both looked at the seating chart and were quite happy to see that they sat next to each other. Another quick scan over the seating arrangement revealed something to Izuku.

“I don’t believe it!” Izuku gasped in excitement.

“What don’t you believe?” Shinsou asked, arching a brow.

“We’ve always been in the same class, this is the first time we’ve never shared the same class.” Izuku began bouncing on the balls of his feet, “I don’t have to deal with him anymore.”

“Who are we talking about?” Shinsou couldn’t but ask again, however  Cutemon’s voice cut in over the speakers, answering his question.

“Oh, Izukumon is referring to Bakugou.” she explained, “It’s something we’ve all been hoping for.”

Shinsou blinked, “Oh, you’re talking about the explosive shit stain pomeranian, with the personality of dog shit in a fire pit.”

A blonde boy with a black lightning bolt in his hair in the second row began laughing. Izuku didn’t pay much attention to the laughter, “Not what I said and you know it.”

“Well to be fair Izukumon, the bit about his personality is true.” Cutemon added.

“Excuse me,” Izuku and Shinsou turned at the sound of the stern voice, it was the tall blue haired glasses wearing boy Izuku had struck in the stomach and flipped onto the ground, “I must insist that you desist with such vulgar language, and that you turn off the speakers to your phone and hang up, and remove the visor headset from your person, this is a school.” the teen stopped before the duo with his arms crossed.

Izuku looked up at Shinsou with a baffled look before looking back to the blue haired teen, “Is this going to be a common occurrence, or what, because this makes the, second, no, the third time you’ve jumped to conclusions towards me, and honestly, I’m a little tired of it and would rather not have to deal with it for the duration of my time here at UA.”

The teen looked closer at him before recognition hit. "It's you."

When he said that, many of the students who had been sitting down looked at him which made Izuku slightly uncomfortable.

He began to fidget at all the looks. "Uh, yeah." Was all he could manage, as he scooted closer towards Shinsou, not how he was expecting his first day to go.

The teen then did a complete one eighty and did a perfect, if stiff, ninety degree angle bow. “Forgive me for not recognizing you, I must apologize once more for jumping to conclusions, allow me to introduce myself, I am Tenya Iida, it is an honor to make your acquaintance.”

Izuku looked to Shinsou pointing at the bespeckled teen, as if asking ‘Is he for real?’, He then decided to introduce himself. "I'm Izuku Midoriya. It's super nice to meet you." Okay, that last part was a lie, but Izuku was not the type to be rude.

Iida stood up and looked to Shinsou, “And you are?”

“Shinsou Hitoshi.”

Iida gave a nod staring at the two and what he said next really did make him look dramatic. "Midoriya, Shinsou. You both realized that there was more to the practical exam, didn't you?" Both teens were caught off guard when they heard that. "You both must be very perceptive. I completely misjudged you. With that and your incredible ability, I admit that as students, you're far superior to me"

Both sweat dropped. ' I find that hard to believe. ' ‘What the fuck!’

From behind he heard a familiar female voice. "Hey! I recognize that purple hair and that green hair anywhere. Pretty Monster boy, and Hunkules!"

Izuku and Shinsou blushed furiously at the names the new person called them.

A pink skinned girl with pink hair whistled from her seat, “Dang girl, only the first day of school and you’re already staking a claim.”

“Miss, that is highly inappropriate!” Iida chastised chopping his right arm.

Izuku turned around, face still slightly red, he gasped at the sight of the familiar brunette girl, the really pretty one he did not get the name for. Gosh he really was a bi-sexual mess when it came to pretty people, and so far there were far too many.

As Izuku silently freaked out, the girl continued. "It's good to see you both again. Though I'm not surprised, those monsters were super cool, and how you grabbed the zero pointer's hand and then destroyed it was amazing!"

Izuku attempted to cover his blushing face. "Oh, hey, hi! Oh my gosh! So, uh, I should probably be thanking you for making sure I didn't fall over."

The girl responded in mild surprise. "You thank me? But you guys are the ones who saved me, it should be me thanking you, I’m Ochako Uraraka by the way."

At that moment a sparkly blonde boy in the front jumped from his seat pointing at Izuku, “ Sacré bleu, it’s you monsieur, you are the one with the adorable bunny, Mignonmon, ah Cutemon, and the noble Galémon, you are my dazzling heroes, who also rescued me from the zero pointer and then healed me.”

“Oh hey I remember him.” Cutemon’s voice came back through the speakers.

“I remember him as well, he got glitter all over me, and I still haven’t figured out how he did it.” Pteromon complained.

Everyone except for the five were a little lost, and trying to figure out where the extra voices were coming from.

The pretty brunette then began to talk about curiosities like what they'd be doing and what their teachers were gonna be like. She was cut off when a tired voice spoke from behind.

"If you're here just to make friends then you can pack up your stuff now."

Everyone turned to look at the source and silent shock took them all. It was large, and yellow, and shaped like a caterpillar. The difference being that it had the face of a man with long black hair and stubble. The man in question looked so tired he might as well be dead.

He continued speaking. "Welcome to UA's hero course." From inside of what can now be made out to be a sleeping bag, he pulled out a juice bag and took a sip.

The four at the door were slack jawed. There was a mix of shock, discomfort, and dread, as they all pondered one question. 'What is that thing' or something along the lines of ‘What a horrible quirk’

The man then got up and fully unzipped his sleeping bag revealing himself. He wore all black with the exception being his gray scarf. "It took eight seconds for you all to shut up. That's not gonna work. Time is precious. Rational students would understand that." He scolded in his tired tone.

Now the question was who was he? This came most as a shock to Midoriya. If that man was here then he'd be a pro and Izuku knew about all kinds of pros. Then again, the man was so worn out he could be mistaken for a homeless man.

The man then introduced himself to the class. "Hello, I'm Shota Aizawa. Your teacher."

“Holy shit, you’re Eraserhead!” Shinsou exclaimed pointing at the man

There was a collective gasp. No one really knew how to process the fact that this man would be their teacher, or the fact he was a pro hero. 

Izuku looked at Shinsou in shock, “I can’t believe you know who he is, I know of him but I can’t believe you actually know him.”

"Right, you two are problem children, let's get to it." He then reached into his sleeping bag and pulled out a gym uniform. "Put these on and head outside." Everyone else was still questioning the situation.

This was how UA operated. It wasn't bound by the normal academic path. Which meant that if you ended up with the wrong homeroom teacher then life could be simplified to one word. Hell.

-A few Minutes later-

Outside in an open filled two grand questions could be heard, as they were echoed by almost the entirety of class 1-A. "What?! A Quirk assessment test?!"

The brunette then spoke out with her own thoughts. "But what about orientation, guidance counseling ! We're gonna miss it!"

Aizawa then spoke back with his logic. "If you really wanna make it to the big leagues, then you don't have time for pointless ceremonies."

Now he had everyone's attention, so he elaborated to the students. "Here at UA we're not tethered to traditions. That means that I get to run my class however I see fit. You've been taking standardized tests most of your lives. But you never got to use your Quirks in physical exams before." He then let out an irritated sigh. "The country's still trying to pretend we're all created equal by not letting those with the most power excel. It's not rational. One day, the Ministry of Education will learn" He then turned to look at Izuku. "Midoriya, you managed to get the most points on the entrance exam."

Izuku then tensed up at being called out. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't intimidated by his teacher.

Aizawa then continued with a question. "What was your farthest distance throw with a softball when you were in junior high?"

Izuku then thought back on that, and answered. "Oh-uhm, I think it was about sixty meters."

Aizawa then told him what would come next. "Right. Try doing it with your Quirk."

Izuku was then given a softball and directed towards a circle drawn onto the ground. On one side panels to measure distance were also drawn onto the ground.

Aizawa then gave his instructions. "Anything goes, just stay in the circle."

Izuku nodded, but before he could do anything Aizawa continued. "Oh, and Midoriya, I also want to see what your…Digimon, did I say that right, ok, I want to see what they can do as well."

Izuku blinked tilting his head, “Sure, I guess, um, are there any specific ones you want, or just the ones I currently have on me?” he asked with a puzzled look.

“How many do you have altogether?”

“Um, let’s just say we’ll be here until this time next year…” “Let’s go with the ones currently with you, go ahead and throw the ball.”

Izuku took up a stance within the circle, he could hear his new classmates muttering, one boy with a tail however asked the question they were all wanting to ask.

“What's a Digimon?”

“Ah, that is correct you all were in different testing sights than the five of us, I believe it would be easier for you to see than to try to explain.” Iida explained as he pushed his glasses further up his nose. “However I do not think Midoriya will need one of them for this.”

“Mido won’t need one of his digimon for this.” Shinsou agreed.

“And you know this, how?” a tall dark haired girl with her hair up in a ponytail inquired.

Shinsou glanced at her before looking back to his friend, “I had a hidden aspect of my quirk that I wasn’t aware of until about a year ago, apparently I have a rare dual quirk, Power of Mind and Body, the mind aspect allowed me to take over your mind and give a person orders, the body aspect however didn’t come in until I started training, I broke my arm the first time it activated, the second time I broke an arm and both legs, Mido’s grandpa, is a retired pro hero, when he heard that I couldn’t control the power output of ‘Body’ he took over training me, I’ve been training with him for the last two weeks, and in that time he’s helped me to figure out how to control the power without breaking myself, I’ve had to spar against Mido a couple times, he may look small and about as innocent as a kitten, but he’s more than just a pretty face, he’s a force to be reckoned with, and has the power to back it up.” Most looked at Shinsou as if he had grown a second head, one boy with red and white hair split evenly looked intrigued at the explanation of Shinsou’s quirk, but merely scoffed when Shinsou said Izuku was a force to be reckoned with, and the pink skinned girl gave a small squeal of excitement. 

Aizawa who had been listening had taken note of what Shinsou had said, so decided to not go through with his plan.

Back with Izuku, who had smiled at the things Shinsou had said, took up a pitchers stance, allowing Digisoul to activate, earning a few murmurs of excitement upon seeing the pixelated energy around his hands. He wound his arm back as far as it could go, before launching it with all his might.

A gust of wind buffeted the class, a few were stunned, the rest were impressed. However, what happened next left their jaws hanging on the ground, when in a bright flash of light a husky sized navy blue wolf with something stuck upon its brow appeared and took off after the flying ball.

“BALL!” 

A second flash of light heralded the arrival of a short man dressed in a wizards outfit, and a white cat chasing after the wolf, “No, LOOGAMON, that's part of the test you can’t have the ball!” the strange wizard yelled after the wolf as he chased after the wolf pup.

“NO, BAD DOG, VERY BAD DOG!” the cat yowled streaking after the the two

“I SAW IT FIRST, ITS FUCKING MINE!” the wolf howled in defiance.

All eyes returned to the greenette who had yet to leave the circle, and was valiantly trying to turn invisible while hiding behind his hands, his situation wasn’t helped by Shinsou snorting in laughter.

A moment later the pad in Aizawa’s hand beeped. 

Aizawa then began explaining the purpose of the test. "All of you need to know your maximum capabilities." He then turned the device around and continued. "It's the most rational way of figuring out your potential as a pro hero." He showed the class the screen.

The number that had appeared was 705.3 meters.

“Holy shit Fumi did you see that!” someone muttered.

“What the hell, was that dog being chased by a wizard and a cat.” A boy with large elbows asked.

“I’m more surprised you are all more interested in the monsters, but that is a good question Sero.” Aizawa replied looking towards the green haired teen, “Midoriya, was that a talking cat.”

Izuku turned at the strange tone of his teacher, “Um, yes, that was Tailmon and the other two are Wizardmon and Loogamon.”

The man nodded, “Okay, I’ll come back to that later, moving on.” with those words the class got excited again.

“Wow, this looks fun.” the pink girl exclaimed happily.

“Did you see that little wolf guy, he’s fast.” the blonde boy with the black lightning bolt offered his own thoughts.

The boy with the strange elbows and slicked back black hair continued the momentum. "He sure is impressive. This is what I'm talkin' about, using' our Quirks as much as we want."

Aizawa then broke in with an irritated voice. "So this looks fun, huh?" That seemed to grab everyone's attention, so he continued. "You have three years to become heroes. And you think it's all gonna be fun and games?”. A devious smirk grew upon his face. "Idiots. Today you'll compete in eight physical tests to gauge your potential. If it is determined that you don't have any then you'll be expelled immediately."

This shocked everyone. Expelled? On the first day? They all thought the guy was crazy.

Aizawa then continued. "Remember, I get to decide how this class runs. Understand? If that's a problem, you can head home right now.

Determined looks spread throughout the class, as they readied themselves for what was to come.

That was until Urarak spoke up with her opinion on the matter. "You can't send one of us home! I mean, we just got here! Even if it wasn't the first day, that isn't fair."

Aizawa then shot back with his logic. "Oh, and you think natural disasters are fair?" That made her pause. "Or power-hungry villains? Hm? Or catastrophic accidents that wipe out whole cities?" His next word had a little more power behind it. "No, the world is full of unfairness. It's a hero's job to combat that unfairness. If you wanna be a pro, you're gonna have to push yourself to the brink. For the next three years, UA will throw one terrible hardship after another. So, you'll have to go beyond. Plus Ultra-style." His smirk then returned as he made an approaching motion with his finger. "Show me that it wasn't a mistake you got in." the speech got them all pumped up, that is until…

“Ruff!” 

All eyes turned to the noise, sitting patiently next to Izuku’s leg was the little wolf, with the softball in his mouth. And several feet away panting with his hands on his knees was the wizard with the cat leaned up against him.

Izuku took the ball. In which the puppy began bouncing up and down, “Again, please, please, please!” Looking to his teacher, who strangely, had his focus locked on to Tailmon. “Um, Sensei, can I…” Izuku indicated while holding the ball.

Without looking away from the feline digimon answered, “Sure.”

With another Digisoul powered throw the ball was off with Loogamon trailing after it in a cloud of dust.

“Izukumon, -gasp-, I -gasp- am not -gasp- chasing after him -gasp- again!” Wizardmon managed to get out between trying to catch his breath.

“Why don’t you guys go take a break for now, I’ll let you know if there are any tests you can help out with.” Izuku offered.

And with that the students began to prepare themselves, and the test began.

First up was the fifty meter dash, the first to go was Iida and a girl with long green hair. When they heard the gunshot, engines on Iida's legs roared to life and boosted him forward, getting him 3.04 seconds. The girl had hopped like a frog through the track and got 5.58 seconds.

Next was Uraraka and a blond boy with a thick tail. The boy used his tail like a spring and got 5.49 seconds, while Uraraka only got 7.15 seconds. She was happy though since it was faster than what she got in junior high.

Next was the pink girl and the french blond who sparkled, the one Izuku rescued during the entrance exam? He had a large belt strapped to his stomach and decided to turn around facing the opposite direction of the tract, all while saying something about panache. When the gunshot was heard he jumped and a laser shot out of the belt propelling him forward. That only lasted for about a second, as it then dissipated and he fell to the floor. He then got himself back up to shoot it again. He only got 5.51 seconds. He talked about how shooting his beam for too long would hurt his tummy. Four other students including the pink girl immediately wrote him off.

Shinsou, had done well at 4.61 seconds, successfully activating OFA, Izuku was extremely happy that he helped to figure out that Shinsou should try to spread the power evenly throughout his body, even if it was at a measly five percent.

Next up was Izuku and another blonde haired boy with blue eyes. To the intrigue of many the blonde turned and held his hand out to Izuku for a handshake. “May the best man win.” the teen grinned wickedly when Izuku shook his hand, however said grin disappeared after a moment and confusion settled upon his face. Izuku didn’t pay much attention to this, instead decided he would go ahead and show off one of his digimon.

“Dorulumon, wanna give me a lift?” Izuku asked, many were confused as to why he was talking to the air, but that quickly changed when a bright light shot out of the teens visor and reformed into a large white wolf with an orange mane and headband. There are exhaust ducts on his shoulders, chest, and thighs and has a large yellow drill on his forehead, and ones on his thighs and tail. This shocked many of the students, not only could the boy summon three, but he could summon four monsters. Izuku climbed on top of the wolf, settling between the exhaust ducts on the wolf's shoulder, and when the gun shot was heard the large drill bit on its long tail began to spin rapidly, creating a small tornado that pushed them forward at high speeds. The blonde boy however was too stunned to move for a moment and only allowed the winds to push him back before clarity struck and took off after the duo. Izuku and Dorulumon got an impressive 3.25 seconds while the other boy got 6.13 seconds.

The blonde continued to watch Izuku throughout the rest of the test, a look of puzzlement upon his face.

Seven more tests to go, and next up was the grip strength.

Izuku once more fired up Digisoul. With that he managed an impressive score of 280 kilograms. The only one who had done better was a boy with six arms who used three of them to get 540 kilograms, Shinsou had even done fairly well with his 200 kilograms.

The next test was the standing long jump which was managed rather easily by the laser boy, Shinsou, and Izuku who used Stingmon to fly over the sand pit. Stingmon was able to escape the attention of the students rather quickly returning to the digivice, unlike Dorulumon who remained out to keep eye on Loogamon with the aid of Wizardmon and Tailmon.

Next was the repeated side steps. This one was easy since Izuku didn’t really need to  call on anyone to help. 

Now was time for everyone else to do the ball throw. When it came time for Uraraka to throw the ball, she merely touched it with all five fingers, and released it into the air, it kept going up and up, eventually they had lost sight of it. It just kept going. To everyone's shock Aizawa's machine read it as infinity. It really did just keep going.

Now it was Shinsou's turn. It was his time to really show how much better he had gotten. So he firmly grasped the ball, and allowed OFA to flow across his body, first red veins appeared only to then disappear and be replaced by purple sparks of lightning across his body, and with a single fluid moved to throw it with all his might. The ball wasn't just thrown, it was launched by the force behind Shinsou’s throw. In the end it landed at 705.6 meters.

This excited both Izuku and Shinsou.

Next were the sit-ups and seated toe-touch test. Both weren’t difficult per say, but Izuku  couldn't really use his quirk in either, it didn’t mean that he wasn’t flexible, Gran made a point of him keeping his flexibility, and it ended up with him and his mother doing yoga together.

The final test was the long-distance run. Izuku was going to use Dorulumon but since this run was more about endurance, greater speed wasn't needed. Instead Izuku just needed to last longer, again he could thank Gran for all the endurance training, aka, running from Gran while carrying a digimon on his back.

Now that it was all over Aizawa revealed that he had ranked them all best to worst, and just decided to pull up the whole list in a hologram.

Izuku breathed out a sigh of relief when he saw that he had landed in third place.

Even Shinsou grinned in delight when he saw that he was in fourth place.

Last place was a girl named Tooru Hagakure, the girl was invisible except for her clothes. Quiet sniffles could be heard, she had just gotten there, and there wasn’t much her quirk could do, but she had put much effort in, and now it had all gone to waste.

Aizawa then put the hologram away. "By the way, no one's going home." The class then froze in stunned silence. Aizawa then pulled out his strange smile "I just said that to make sure you gave it your all in the tests."

The shock of the class rang out. The only one who didn't seem shocked was a girl with long black hair tied in a very spiky ponytail.

Aizawa then told the class to go back to the classroom to grab a syllabus. Before he walked away his gaze landed once more on a certain white cat, his hands twitching ever so slightly, before he could give in to the temptation, he promptly turned and walked away.

As he walked he walked past a large man with a big smile. 

“What are you doing?” Aizawa asked as he stopped at the corner where the muscular blonde was hiding.

“Ah, Aizawa, I was just watching to see how the students did, I wanted to have a good idea of their strengths and weaknesses.” the man responded with a grin.

Aizawa blinked at the man, somewhat impressed. “I’m surprised, that was actually a very logical reason.” 

“Don’t get me wrong, they all have room to improve, I saw a few flaws, but those are things that can be ironed out with training and time. I do have some concerns however, I did notice that young Todoroki did not once use his fire.” observed the large man.

“Who are you and what have you done with the real All Might.” Aizawa questioned, All Might laughed.

“Come now Aizawa, I may not be the most observant but even I can notice things. For example, I noticed that young Midoriya is not overly reliant on his monsters, and that young Shinsou did not break his limbs.”

“Yeah, I noticed that too, I’ll need to have him let me test his more active digimon, preferably the ones he used in the entrance exam, so I have a good understanding of what they can all do.” Aizawa confirmed.

All Might gave a nod, “I was actually thoroughly impressed with both young Shinsou and young Midoriya, they all show great promise, but those two impressed me the most.” the man boasted.

Aizawa arched his brow, “Already choosing favorites, I see.” earning a loud laugh from his blonde co-worker.

Back with the class as they collected the syllabuses from the class the focus was all on Izuku, and his crazy monsters. Most of the class had only seen five of them, so naturally guesses on how many the boy could call forth came around. Then the more unorthodox questions came with introductions.

The pink girl came up to Izuku with more enthusiasm than he could handle. "Hey! Midoriya right? I'm Mina Ashido, and I wanna know if you have a cute pink monster you can summon."

Izuku stammered a bit from being approached by a girl, but it calmed down slightly when he was asked about his quirk. "Um. Well, yes actually. Her name is Cutemon." He said that thinking of the pink rabbit.

Before Mina could respond the boy with spiky red hair appeared with his own question. "Yo Midoriya! I'm Ejiro Kirishima, and I've gotta know something. Which of your monsters would you say is the manliest?"

Izuku jumped at the sudden appearance of another person. He stammered out an answer. "Oh. Well-uhm-I've never really thought of that. Now that you mention it, I’m not really sure"

Then the boy with a weird elbow bumped in. "Hey you. I'm Hanta Sero. I have a question about your Quirk. Like how many monsters do you have and what else can you do."

There's no way Izuku was gonna get used to this. "Well right now I currently have twenty nine with me at all times." A number that impressed the people who heard it. “Um, my quirk is called ‘Digital World’ it basically makes me a super computer, I can create codes and programs to give me a variety of abilities, kind of like a video game character, I can use my hud system to access holographic screens and keyboards, I can access security cameras, the internet, and a few other things, one of those things is the creation of my digimon.”

This was how it went for a while. People were naturally curious. Izuku just wasn't comfortable being the center of attention, he had gotten enough of that back in middle school. So he breathed out a relieved sigh as he was walking to the school gate with Shinsou at his side, apparently the other teen had also had his own group asking about his ‘Dual’ quirk, Izuku was proud for coming up with the backstory for that, in fact it was a lot better than what All Might had come up with. It seemed talking to all those people left Shinsou exhausted as he leaned against Izuku. 

Both stopped walking however as they heard someone calling their names.

Iida then looked at the tired eyes of the lavender haired student. "Are you feeling alright?"

Shinsou gave a shrug. "Yeah. I'm just tired. I have insomnia due to the ‘Mind’ aspect of my quirk."

Iida nodded, and the three began to walk together. Iida then began to comment about how he felt towards Aizawa's teaching methods, showing slight disapproval.

Before they could get to the school gate though they heard a voice call out to them. "Hey! Wait up you guys!" When the three boys turned around they saw Uraraka, and two of the three blondes from class, Aoyama and Monoma . "Are you two going to the station? We'll join you guys!"

Iida then responded in remembrance. "Oh, you're the infinity girl."

The girl then stopped to introduce herself to the taller boy. "I'm Ochaco Uraraka. Hm." She turned her head to face Iida. "You are Tenya Iida." She then looked to Izuku. "And your name is Izuku Midoriya, right? I think I saw that as your name on the list earlier."

Izuku grinned. "Oh, yeah that's right. It's nice to meet you."

Uraraka nodded, and they all continued to walk until they made it to the gate of the school. When they made it they saw one of their classmates  standing there. They knew he was a classmate because he was the only one with the head of a bird.

The boy then saw the group, and his eyes focused on Izuku.

Izuku paused in place. The stoic look that guy had felt like it was boring into his soul.

The student then began to approach the group. "Midoriya, I have a question."

That gave Izuku some comfort. Throughout the afternoon all he was really doing was answering dumb questions, so this shouldn't be too difficult. The question however, was not one he was expecting.

"Are they alive?" The boy asked. His demeanor was unchanging, but the question seemed important to him.

Izuku was a little shocked and both Iida, Uraraka, Monoma, and Aoyama looked at him curious as to what his answer would be. This was clearly about Izuku's monster friends, and he had actually thought about this before. "Well technically they're just compiled data that I have given physical form too. But they feel things. They have emotions the same as we do, they have their own personalities, their own likes and dislikes and I think that's enough. Enough to say, yes they are alive." 

The reaction was varied. Iida, and Monoma thought it was interesting, Uraraka and Aoyama thought it was nice, it was something that Shinsou already knew. The other boy nodded.

He then began to speak. "I see. Well then, I suppose we have something in common."

The six were a little confused by that and more so when a shadow monster appeared out of his stomach. The monster itself was like a bird mixed into a slime made of shadows. "What's up, party animals."

Though the others were surprised by its ability to speak, Izuku's eyes seemed to be filled with excitement. "Oh wow. You have a sentient quirk too?"

The boy nodded. "Yes, this is Dark Shadow."

Dark Shadow then turned to the boy. "Fumi, did you forget to introduce yourself too? What poor manners you have." It said in a teasing tone.

The boy's expression still didn't change. "Hm, he's right. I apologize. I am Fumikage Tokoyami."

Izuku then gave a small smile. "Oh well it's nice to meet you, Tokoyami."

Iida then came in thinking that he and Uraraka should say something. "Nice to make your acquaintance, I am Tenya Iida from Somei Privet Academy."

Uraraka then gave a small wave. "And I'm Ochaco Uraraka."

“I am the dazzling Yuuga Aoyama.” 

“The names Neito Monoma.”

Tokoyami nodded at the two. "Yes, it is nice to meet you as well."

Dark Shadow then spoke out. "Yep. Now say Midoriya, have you got any bird monsters?" The quirk asked in an obvious tease.

It seemed like Izuku was back to square one, but still now Izuku had six friends to walk to the station with, and it was nice. Shinsou was a quiet and calm person, Iida seemed really smart, Uraraka was really nice and very pretty, Aoyama was just sparkly, and Tokoyami was probably the first person ever to really relate to him. They both had living quirks that could do so much. It seemed nice and impressive, but the two knew about how stressful it could be at times. And Monoma, well, Izuku wasn’t quite sure about the boy, it wasn’t because he didn’t like him or anything, in fact Izuku preferred his boastful attitude, to that of Bakugou, it was all an act, one that Izuku could see through, the teen had a flair for the dramatics, no, it was actually due to the person they were connected to that Izuku wasn’t sure about, after all how does one go about telling a person they had just met that they were related. Yeah no that wouldn’t go over well.

But at least Izuku knew that he could probably get used to having more friends that weren't confined to his digivice. Even better, all of them had survived their first days of high school, so now all that was left to do was go home and rest up, because tomorrow would pull no punches.

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-Omake-

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Tailmon was wandering through the halls of UA, she had gotten bored of waiting for Izukumon to get his syllabus, besides she didn’t think he would be getting away from his class anytime soon, so she decided to explore.

However as time went by, she began to feel eyes following her every move. Yet every time she looked around, she saw no one but an empty hallway. 

As time progressed however, the sensation of being watched and followed got stronger, setting her on edge. A couple of times she swore she saw a face disappear around a corner, but upon inspection she found nothing 

“Kittycat.” 

Tailmon would deny it to her dying breath, but she nearly screamed in fear at the disembodied voice.

Looking around in a panic trying to find the source of the voice. Not finding anything she slowly began to back up, her back paw stepped on something that had her jumping around in terror.

There lying on the floor, that she knew for a fact, was not there before, was a small mouse shaped cat toy.

“Kittycat.” came the haunting voice 

Tailmon was at the end of her patience.

“Who's there?” she called out in trepidation.

“Kittycat.”

“I’m warning you, leave me alone.” she called back.

“There you are Furball.”

Tailmon jumped in fear, turning around with one paw raised. “Lightning Paw.” Lightning covered her paw as she prepared to strike the person who was trying to scare her.

“HOLY SHIT DON’T HIT ME, IT’S ME YOU CRAZY FELINE!” Loogamon cried out in terror, closing his eyes and waiting for the incoming pain.

“Loogamon?” Tailmon questioned in relief, her paw inches from the wolf's muzzle.

“Yeah it’s me, what in the hell is wrong with you?” The wolf pup growled in agitation.

Tailmon sighed in relief, “Of course it's just you.” 

“Uh, duh, of course it’s just me, Izukumon sent me to get you, it’s time to go.”

Tailmon finally glared at the wolf pup, “You prick, you scared me half to death, why the hell have you been following me around.” she demanded to know.

Loogamon’s brow furrowed in confusion, tilting his head to the side, “But I haven’t been following you, I just got here.”

“Sure, as if I believe that.” the feline huffed.

“But I did!” Loogamon argued.

“Kittycat.”

Both digimon jumped at the creepy voice that filled the hallway.

“What the hell.” both cried together.

“You mean that wasn’t you?” Tailmon whimpered

“Of course it wasn’t me.” Loogamon began to back up slowly, Tailmon at his side. “Let's get the hell out of here.”

“For once I agree with you.” 

Together the two began to back up, that is until a noise from above drew their attention, as a grate in the ceiling popped open, and the most horrifying creature dropped out. Yelling out a single word, “KITTYCAT.” 

Whatever the thing was, it was yellow, looked like a giant deformed caterpillar with black hair, glowing red eyes and the face of a human, it was suspended in mid air by a white thread of some sort, a second strand of its white thread was launched from it’s horrible body.

“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!” the two digimon shrieked in terror, barely dodging the attack, leaving a dust cloud in their escape down the hallway. 

“EEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRREIR!” “AIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIA!”

“Kittycat.” the figure hanging from the ceiling pouted in disappointment.

A moment later a blonde man wearing sunglasses and a leather jacket appeared, drawn by the animal cries of fear. And was met with a very strange sight.

“Sho,” the man began, “What in the hell are you doing, why did I hear a cat yowling and a dog barking, and why did it sound like they were screaming in terror?” the man asked, only to do a double take at the look on the other man's face.

The man now revealed to be Shouta Aizawa, was pouting, with his bottom lip puckered out and trembling.

“The kitty cat ran away from me, I even tried giving it a toy Zashi, why did the kitty cat run away from me?” the man's voice trembled slightly.

The man also known as Hizashi Yamada, or Present Mic, blinked stupidly for a moment.

“Sho, are you serious?” he asked.

At that point the intercom came on and the voice of their boss spoke through.

“I’d have run away too, if you dropped out of the ceiling like some demented mutant insect in front of me and you all give me hell for popping up unexpectedly.”

Hizashi blinked, well if that didn’t explain it then nothing would.

-Outside the school building-

Izuku and friends were just about to leave campus, when cries of terror and fear drew their attention back to the school.

“IZUKUMON SAVE US!” 

“DON’T LET IT GET ME!”

“Guys what are you…ooofff!” Izuku began only for the two digimon to barrel into him.

“IT’S AFTER US!”

“MUTANT CATERPILLAR TRIED TO GET ME!” 

A second later the two disappeared in streams of light, returning to the safety of the digivice.

Izuku could only look at his new friends in stunned silence.

What in the hell was in that school that was so scary…. oh wait….they probably ran into Aizawa, so yeah that would be scary.

Chapter Text

The second day of UA's first semester, Izuku had almost missed the first bell. The school still had many of the basic classes like English, Mathematics, Modern Literature, Modern Hero Art History, and Science. They meet in the morning.

Currently it was lunch time. The food was cheap, and delicious since it was made by the Cooking Hero: Lunch Rush.

Izuku sat at a table with Uraraka, Iida, and Monoma on one side. While Tokoyami, Shinsou, Izuku and Aoyama next to Tokoyami on the other side, but in between Izuku and Tokoyami sat Pteromon who was currently humming contentedly while eating from a bowl of mixed fruits and nuts.

The only one who seemed to be having trouble comprehending the scene was Iida. He coughed into the side of his fist to grab everyone's attention. "Excuse me Midoriya, but are you sure it’s alright to have one of your creatures out?" It was quite obvious that he wasn’t sure how to deal with a dragon-birdlike creature sitting at a table eating with manners.

The other seven students sitting at the table stopped eating for a moment, they were curious too. The only one not curious however was Dark Shadow, who was enjoying having a fellow bird being to talk to, aside from Fumikage that is. 

Izuku knew the question would come up at some point, so it was a little easier for him to answer. "Well Iida, the answer to that is both simple and easy to explain, while the digimon are a creation of my quirk, they are very much alive, remember my explanation from yesterday, when Tokoyami asked if they were alive, well I meant it, they are living creatures that I have created, they experience emotion, pain, are capable of higher thinking, thought, and even hunger. The reason Pteromon here is out, is because like all the others, he is more just some creation, he is my friend and family, and I like to enjoy a meal with my family." 

Pteromon then stopped eating for a moment taking a napkin to politely clean his beak, and looked at Iida. "Also we have names to remember. We aren't just some "creatures'."

Iida then straightened at the realization. How could he be so rude? He was there when Midoriya explained to Tokoyami that his monsters are sentient! He couldn't let this stand! How could he forget such an important piece of information. "I am incredibly sorry." He bowed as much as he could without hitting the table. "I had no intention to be so disrespectful. Please allow me to know your name, so that I may not make the same mistake twice."

Pteromon stared awkwardly at the teen. He wasn't really expecting that reaction. "It is quite alright. My name is Pteromon. It is nice to meet you."

Uraraka then came into the conversation. "Oh hey, isn't that what you yelled out when you started transforming at the entrance exam? You also yelled out something else when you were done."

Tokoyami had a question as well upon hearing that the Digimon could transform . "I was not aware that you all could change your appearance?”

Pteromon nodded, “Yes, I digivolve into a being known as ‘Galemon’ a large dragon-bird being, with powers over the wind.” he explained. 

Tokoyami nodded again, “I see, ‘Gale’ meaning: a strong current of wind, and ‘mon’ referring to monster, very creative and an apt description.”

Izuku was a little surprised by Tokoyami's analysis. It would seem he was well versed in the hidden meaning behind names and words. "Yeah, that's right. And the transformation is something we call digivolving. It's short for digital evolution."

Iida nodded in fascination. Midoriya's Quirk was certainly interesting. "Interesting. Your Quirk is something to behold. The sheer complexity is almost baffling."

Izuku gave a dry chuckle to that. While he did love his Quirk he still never really got used to people talking about it. Mainly because a lot of people didn't want to see his friends like they were individuals, or only wanted to talk about the other aspects of his quirk.

Uraraka then came fourth with her own curiosity. "Hey Midoriya, you said you have twenty nine monsters right? Well what are the rest of them called?" If Pteromon liked to be referred to by name then it would make sense the rest would too.

Instead of Izuku answering a voice from his digivice sitting upon his head came forth to answer. "Allow me to answer that question." with that a white digimon appeared standing by the table, Izuku scooted closer to Shinsou, making a little more room for the new arrival. "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Bokomon, you also met my other form both yesterday and at the  entrance exam, Wizardmon, I was one of the two who chased after the wolf pup you all saw chasing the softball, now, you have already met Pteromon here, he in fact was the first of us, both the first to be created and the first to be born; the wolf pup is Loogamon, out of everyone he's the most temperamental, but when you manage to befriend him, you will have a loyal companion for life, he’s also one of the two that came out of the school screaming in terror; there's also Tailmon, she's is the other you met twice yesterday. There's also Dorulumon, he's a nice enough chap, he was the white and orange wolf with the drill bits, he's the hard working silent type, lets see, then we have Cutemon, don’t let her cute and adorable looks fool you she's a troublemaker, There’s Wormmon, you saw his other form Stingmon briefly yesterday as well, he’s a little shy, then there is Starmon and the Pickmon, Shinsou meet them in the entrance exam, or well I should say he used them in the exam, they had ‘Digifused’; that's a power that allows a select number of digimon to fuse together; to become a sword for him when he was struggling, and lastly we have the Monitamon unit, there’s eight of them, and yes they all answer to Monitamon, so don’t worry about confusing them all up."

Uraraka was interested to hear all about Bokomon's friends while Iida had developed a new question. "Excuse, but why do all these names end with "mon"?"

“Simple really, it’s short for monster, after all we are digital monsters, the only one who isn’t is Izukumon, that is a nickname that we have called him for years, and a far better one than the one that horrible bully gave him.” The last bit was muttered quietly but was still heard, and was filed away by the others.

Before Bokomon or Izuku could explain further the bell rang signaling the end of lunch. They would explain further at another time.

Now it was the afternoon. Now was the time for the most important class of them all, Hero Basic Training. The class that everyone had been waiting for.

Most of the class had been waiting thinking about what kind of teacher they'd end up with. That all dashed away when they heard a booming voice make his entrance.

"I AM HERE!" The door then opens to reveal the number 1 hero All Might! "COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON." Despite the fact that his introduction was anything but normal, his mere presence got the class all excited.

Much of the room was filled with excited comments, and about All Might wearing his Silver Age costume. Together the class was filled with united energy.

All Might then began to explain what this class would be, describing it as "Hero-ing 101". "HERE YOU WILL LEARN THE BASICS OF BEING A PRO. AND WHAT IT MEANS TO FIGHT IN THE NAME OF GOOD!." He then began to flex. "LET'S GET INTO IT." He then revealed a card that said "BATTLE". "TODAY'S LESSON WILL PULL NO PUNCHES!"

Izuku looked determined, but he was sweating a little. Real combat so soon seemed crazy to him. But this is how things are going, so he had to go.

All Might then continued with his next big announcement. "BUT ONE OF THE KEYS OF BEING A HERO IS LOOKING GOOD!"

Panels that seemed like painted over lines then began to extend from one of the walls. There were four, each one had five boxes with a number.

All Might then began to explain what was happening. "THESE WERE DESIGNED FOR YOU BASED ON YOUR QUIRK REGISTRATION FORMS AND THE REQUESTS YOU SENT IN BEFORE SCHOOL STARTED."

This only served to excite the class even further. There could only be one thing in those boxes. Their hero costumes!

Izuku brought up his backpack. Something in there would help him out a lot, so he brought it.

All Might then instructed them all to get changed, and to meet him at Training Ground Beta.

*A few minutes later...*

All Might stood a good distance away, and waited for the students to come. When they did even he was filled with excited energy to begin. They all really looked the part of heroes.

Izuku was the last to arrive, but being in his hero costume gave him enough excitement to not be embarrassed by it. The costume itself consisted of two main parts. The first part of the costume consisted of a tight green one piece bodysuit with a white belt that had pouches for first aid materials and calorie bars. The second major piece was the short sleeved white jacket with the sleeves stopping just above his elbows with the cuffs folded upwards. And if one looked closely at his bodysuit, when the sunlight reflected off of it just right one could see golden binary coding imprinted into the material. Following that he had white armor plating across his chest and down the v of his stomach, green fingerless knuckle duster gloves, white armored bracers and white and green armored knee high boots, with red accents on certain parts of the armor. The design was meant to look noble and functional, with a bit of futuristic sleekness, like a leader who isn't afraid to get dirty. The most important piece though was the visor headset wrapped protectively around the back and sides of his head. The thick lens was a pale green that would darken slightly in bright light, the frame of the headset was a reinforced white material, basically the same thing most motorcycle helmets were made of, and if one looked at it long enough would even say it looked like a helmet. This was the final product of years of work, the new and improved ‘Digivice’.

(This is where I got the inspiration for his costume from: https://www.pinterest.jp/pin/1080512135571450922/)

Izuke then stopped walking to run a diagnostic check. "Can you guys hear me?" He seemed to ask no one.

Then within the visor's interface a small rectangle like a portrait appeared, and in it was Pteromon. "We hear you loud, and clear." His voice reached Izuku through a built-in earpiece.

Another small portrait then appeared, this time with Loogamon. "This thing is so freaking cool, way better than the previous models for sure!"

Izuku smiled and nodded. It seemed like everything was working properly, so almost two weeks of nonstop programming and an additional three weeks of carefully crafting all the major parts seemed to have paid off. All the programs and apps seemed to be running perfectly. 

He then heard Uraraka's voice call out, as she walked up to him. "Hey Midoriya! Your costume looks awesome. It’s so sleek and…oh my gosh it’s also shiny!” she gushed as she saw the light reflecting off of the binary codes. 

Izuku was unable to say anything, as he stammered from seeing Uraraka's outfit.

This was due to the fact that her costume consisted of a skin-tight black full-bodysuit. It had pale pink colors down the middle of her torso, shoulder, belt, thick boots, circular wrist guards, and helmet.

She then scratched the back of her head with a light blush. "I should've been more specific about what I wanted. This bodysuit is skintight. Not really what I wanted."

“You…uh… you look great Uraraka-chan.” Izuku stammered out looking away.

“Well, Pretty Boy here isn’t lying you know, that.” Shinsou remarked as he came up behind Izuku, who blushed a deep crimson red at being called Pretty Boy, he went to say something only for his voice to fail him at seeing Shinsou’s outfit. The costume was primarily a black and bright purple bodysuit, he had on an armored chest piece with armored shoulder pads, a long hooded bright purple cape was clasped on, upon his hands were compression gloves that reached up to his elbows and knee high purple boots. He had a black face mask attached to the bodysuit and to top it all off, a light purple tinted visor. All in all Izuku didn’t know who was drooling more, him or Uraraka, because that suit hugged the taller teens body in all the right places. “See something you and Pretty Boy there like Angel.” Shinsou teased

(For Shinsou’s costume, it's a combination of these two concepts, just without the tiara, https://www.pinterest.jp/pin/132434045286738291/ and https://64.media. /708f0e5bc4fce8290a1454c1118acd51/b4341719c2a42982-70/s1100x1336/6aedb07f63becde7252383e604774857513d178f.jpg)

“Wo…wow…Shinsou,” Uraraka blushed as she looked away, “you…you look…” “Hot.” Izuku finished for her, only for his face to turn crimson.

“Uhuh…what he said…wait what!” Uraraka exclaimed, going as red as Izuku as it finally caught up to what Shinsou had called her.

Shinsou smirked, putting his arms around their shoulders, “Well I think the three of us look great, don’t you think so Mido?”.

Izuku could only sputter as he did a wonderful impression of a strawberry, it didn’t help that he could hear all of his friends laughing in his ear. His only consolation was that Uraraka was red as well and slowly floating upwards due to having activated her quirk on herself. 

Shinsou was snickering quietly to himself as he guided the two to join the rest of the class, not once removing his arms from around their shoulders. Unknowingly attracting the attention of a certain pink skinned girl with a penchant for romance and drama.

“WELL YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY, CLOTHES MAKE THE HERO, AND YOU ALL LOOK SUPER COOL!” All Might bragged.

All Might then began discussing what the training would be, but then someone who seemed to be dressed as a futuristic knight called his attention.

Izuku immediately recognized the voice as Iida's, and wondered how the teen was moving under all that armor.

Iida then continued to ask his question. "This is the fake city from our entrance exam. Does that mean we will be conducting urban battles again?"

All Might then responded by lifting up two fingers. "NOT QUITE. I'M GOING TO BE MOVING YOU TWO STEPS AHEAD." He then began to explain how even though most fights between villains and heroes are recorded in the open, the most dangerous villains are found indoors like backroom deals or secret hideouts. "FOR THIS TRAINING EXERCISE YOU'LL BE SPLIT INTO TEAMS OF HEROES AND VILLAINS AND FIGHT TWO-ON TWO INDOOR BATTLES."

The green haired girl then came out with a question of her own. "Isn't this a little advanced?"

All Might responded with the logic that the best way to learn how to do it is to experience it. "BUT REMEMBER, YOU CAN'T JUST PUNCH A ROBOT THIS TIME. YOU'RE DEALING WITH ACTUAL PEOPLE NOW."

Questions then began to fly in.

The first came from a the black haired girl with a ponytail. "Sir, how will the victors be decided?"

The next came from Monoma. "How much force can we use against the other team?"

The next came from a concerned Uraraka. "Do we need to worry about being expelled like with Aizawa?"

Then another from Iida. "How will teams be decided?"

A final question then came from the sparkling blond. "Isn’t this cape fabulous?"

It was clear that All Might couldn't keep up “HOLD ON EVERYONE MY QUIRK ISN’T SUPER HEARING,”. So he decided to pull out a script, and read out the rules, which earned a face palm from Shinsou and Izuku. "THE SITUATION IS THUS. THE VILLAINS HAVE HIDDEN A NUCLEAR MISSILE SOMEWHERE IN THEIR HIDEOUT THE HEROS MUST TRY TO FOIL THEIR PLANS. TO DO THAT, THE HEROES EITHER HAVE TO CATCH THE EVILDOERS OR RECOVER THE WEAPON. LIKEWISE, THE VILLAINS SUCCEED IF THEY PROTECT THEIR PAYLOAD OR CAPTURE THE HEROES."

It was kind of like one of those situations, you'd see in one of those old cheesy action movies.

All Might then pulled out a box, and decided that the best way to make teams was to draw lots. 

“Sir, is this really the best way to choose teams?” Iida interjected.

“Actually Iida, heroes team up on the spot all the time with other heroes they don’t know, so this is the best way to simulate real life.” Izuku pointed out.

“Ah, thank you for clearing that up Midoriya.” Iida thanked the smaller teen.

“EXACTLY THANK YOU YOUNG MIDORIYA!” All Might then began to separate the class into ten teams, each one assigned a letter from A to J.

Izuku ended up in team A with Uraraka. Izuku then realized that if there was a time to make a good impression it was now.

All Might then placed his hands into two boxes each one labeled as "HERO" and "VILLAIN".

Izuku was excited over the letters he pulled out. Not only was team A set to be the heroes, but team D was gonna be the villains. Izuku was excited not because Iida was in that team, but because Shinsou was too. It was time to get a little payback for that stunt Shinsou had pulled. 

Grabbing Uraraka, he leant over and began whispering into her ear, at first she flushed considerably at how close he was, but after a moment of listening to his plan, she couldn’t help the wicked grin that crossed her face, one that was matched with the same one on Izuku’s face. Turning to look at team D they gave the lavender boy innocent grins and waved.

“Fuck…!” Shinsou groaned.

“Shinsou, there is no need for foul language, although, it would be better if we get into the mindset of being villains, so perhaps cursing will help me think like one?” Iida rambled.

Shinsou turned and looked at his teammate with a look of incredulity, “Iida I hate to burst your bubble, but I wasn’t getting into any mindset, I was cursing because, I’m literally ‘Fucked’, did you not see the smiles they just gave me, they’ve got something planned.” 

Iida looked between the three confused, “I do not see the problem, they are merely being friendly, I do not understand how a smile between friends would reveal they are planning something.”

Shinsou could only shake his head in disbelief, “You poor sweet innocent summer child, you’ll figure it out someday.”

Soon after All Might directed the rest of the class to the monitoring room while the four students were guided to the fake building, Iida and Shinsou were sent inside first.

Finding the room where the fake bomb was located, Shinsou turned to Iida who was tapping a finger against the fake bomb.

“So…” Shinsou started gaining the other teens attention, “We should probably make a plan, don’t know how much good it will do us, but we can at least stall for time.”

Iida turned his helmeted gaze towards the lavender haired teen, “You don’t sound very confident in our abilities to protect the bomb, and win this trial?” the larger teen questioned.

Shinsou shrugged, “Honestly I’m not, not because I don’t think we’re strong, but simply because of the sheer versatility of Mido’s quirk, if you think that he doesn’t already know where we are at already, then you are wrong, I would bet an entire years worth of my allowance, that he has already hacked the camera’s and is already listening in on our conversation at this moment.”

Iida straightened  and looked directly at one of the visible cameras, “That’s right, I had almost forgotten, he did indeed mention that yesterday.” 

Shinsou nodded sagely, “Then we have to consider, which Digimon he will end up using, and how many he will use, Mido has more digimon outside of the ones we have already seen, hell, he has digimon that even I don’t know about and we’ve only known each other for two weeks now, and I’m going to be honest with you, only half of my quirk is going to be of any use to us.”

Iida tilted his head, “Why is that?” 

Shinsou scratched at the back of his head, “The Mind control aspect of my quirk only works on organic beings, such as humans, it has absolutely no effect on digital lifeforms.”

Iida nodded in understanding “I see, so we can only rely on your strength, but what about mind controlling Midoriya and Uraraka?” he asked thoughtfully.

“It would probably work on Uraraka, but I trained for two weeks with Mido, he already knows how that aspect of my quirk works, so he probably won’t fall for it.”

“Alright, how about we move the bomb to a room without windows, that way we don’t have to worry about them coming through the windows, I think I saw a room that has a single hallway entrance near the center of the building, we could set up a defensive perimeter there, I also believe the vents in that area are too small for someone to crawl through, so we may not have to worry about sneak attacks, I can guard the bomb and barricade the door.” Iida offered up a plan.

“That could work, I think I know what room you’re talking about, there’s a single long hallway, at a junction there, I can stand guard in that area, and hold them off, it won’t be indefinitely, but I should be able to hold them back for a while.” Shinsou added on with a thoughtful look.

“Sounds like a good plan for me, let’s get this moved before time is up.”

-Back outside with Izuku and Uraraka-

Izuku was watching and listening in on Shinsou and Iida’s plan, a smirk had crossed his face and began to snicker.

“Midoriya, by any chance would you be willing to let me in on what's so funny?” Uraraka’s voice cut through.

Izuku snapped out of it.

That's when Izuku then looked back at Uraraka. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to go off like that. I'm listening in on Shinsou and Iida’s plan.”

Uraraka smiled at this. "It's ok, but I'm curious about the building's plans. Are we supposed to memorize the whole thing?"

Izuku's answer was a convenient one. "Well I don't know about everyone else, but we won't. I saved a photo of it right here." He then tapped on his visor. “And with my access to the camera’s inside I already know exactly where they are at.”

Uraraka responded with fascination. "Whoa, really? Your quirk and that support item is super cool. What do you call it."

Now that was something Izuku was more than happy to explain. "Oh, this. Well this is a digital access device, or what I lovingly call the ‘Digivice’."

“Ooo, catchy name, I like it, so…are we really going full on ‘flirt’ with Shinsou in there, not that I mind or anything but…” Uraraka asked with a light flush.

“You don’t have to if it makes you uncomfortable, Uraraka-chan, I just thought we should give him a taste of his own medicine.” Izuku offered.

“Oh, no it's not that, I was just wondering if I should go easy on the flirting, or go full blown Midnight on him.” Uraraka confessed shyly.

Izuku felt his jaw drop, “Can…can you really do that?” Izuku sputtered, “Flirt like Midnight, that is?”

“I may have gone through a faze where I admired her and thought she was incredibly amazing.” Uraraka admitted sheepishly. Izuku could only stare at her uncomprehendingly. “Look I was ten and I wanted to know how to flirt properly.” she groused slightly at the look upon his face.

Finally Izuku could only shake his head, “You’re going to be terrifying when you go pro, and here I was thinking that Thirteen was your favorite just from your costume design.”

“Oh no she’s my favorite, followed by Mirko, Ryukyu, and then Midnight.”

Izuku was now terrified, this sweet looking girl undoubtedly had an aggressive darkside.

“Alright, well then let's…let’s try not…not…oh screw it let's just have at it.” Izuku tried and failed at wanting to keep it low key flirting, but after what Uraraka revealed he didn’t think it was going to go as planned, so he might as well go with the flow on this one.

“Alright so here’s the plan I’ve come up with, I already know where they are holed up at, Iida is barricading himself in a room with the bomb, there are no windows, and he’s right about the vents being to small to crawl through, Shin-chan is outside the room in the hallway, all we have to do is loop a bit of this capture tape around his arm or leg, and what do you know,” Izuku paused taking the time to study a spot above the teens head, “There is a larger vent just slightly behind him, above the door, if we can get a Digimon behind him…” Uraraka began to bounce on her feet.

“Then we can have them use the capture tape, while we distract him with our flirting.” 

All Might's voice then rang out through the area signaling the start of the exercise.

Izuku gave Uraraka another smile and both headed into the building.

It didn’t take long before they got to the floor where Iida and Shinsou were on, and before they fully entered the hallway Izuku called on Tailmon, Wormmon and Bokomon for help, explaining quickly what he wanted them to do the three went down the hallway and disappeared from sight.

A second later both Izuku and Uraraka made their way down the conjoining hallway until they reached a t-intersection with a single long hallway. Halfway down said hallway stood one Shinsou Hitoshi.

“Well, well, well, lookie what the cat dragged in, a pair of heroes, it must be my lucky day.” Shinsou purred.

Izuku arched an eyebrow and looked to Uraraka who had propped her hip out with a hand on it, “Well what do you know Uraraka, we found ourselves an actual honest to god good looking villain, and he comes with a sexy voice as well.” 

“I see Midoriya, he’s even got a hot bod to top it all off!” Uraraka said in a flirtatious tone. “I don’t know about you, but I think I’ve fallen for a bad boy.”

Shinsou had frozen, this was NOT what he was expecting, but in all honestly he really should have seen it coming.

“I agree, he’s quite sexy, we should just surrender and let him have his wicked way with us right here in the middle of this hallway, where anyone could walk by and see us.” Izuku purred coyly, eyeing up Shinsou’s form.

Shinsou.exe ceased functioning

The duo took a step forward, the action caused Shinsou to snap out of his stunned state, “Ha…halt rrr…r…right there heroes!” Shinsou ordered.

The two stopped, and grinned at one another. Behind the lavender haired teen they could just make out the grate from the ceiling lifting up, and from it they could see Tailmon and Wormmon peaking out, they just had to wait a few more minutes.

“Oh, is the villain shy already, we haven’t even gotten to the good part yet.” Uraraka crooned.

“What’s the matter Mr. Villain, don’t you want to have two beautiful hero's at your every beck and call.” Izuku asked, winking at the other male, “We’d love to have you all to ourselves.”

-Back in the monitoring room-

A madly blushing All Might was trying valiantly to keep his composure, he really wanted to pull out his earpiece, he had nearly forgotten that he was dealing with hormonal teenagers, and he was pretty sure he did NOT want to hear anymore, he was just glad none of the other students could hear them.

“OH MY GOD I THINK THEY’RE FLIRTING WITH HIM!” Mina shouted in glee.

“Wait what!” most of the remainder of the class cried out.

Mezou Shouji was the one to clarify, “It’s true, I can hear them from All Might's earpiece.”

“But why, what good would that do?” Rikido Sato asked confusedly.

“AH, LET ME EXPLAIN STUDENT’S,” All Might declared, “THERE ARE IN FACT MANY WAYS TO TAKE DOWN A VILLAIN, SOME OF THOSE WAYS INCLUDE DISTRACTING SAID VILLAIN, SUCH AS WHAT YOUNG MIDORIYA AND YOUNG URARAKA ARE DOING, OTHER WAYS INCLUDE TELLING JOKES, USING PUNS, OR LIKE THOSE TWO ARE DOING, FLIRTING. HEROICS ISN’T JUST ABOUT PUNCHING VILLAINS, YOU HAVE TO USE OTHER TACTICS TO TAKE THEM OUT!” the man explained, in a rare moment of intelligence.

All eye’s returned to the screens. It didn’t take long until a tall girl with long black hair in a pony-tail saw it.

“Look there behind Shinsou, is that Tailmon and Wormmon coming out of the ceiling?” Yaoyorozu Momo pointed out.

-Back with Izuku and others-

 Izuku began to pull off his jacket, dropping it to the floor, “Oh my, I do believe it’s getting a little hot in here.” He could see Tailmon peeking out from behind Shinsou’s back, giving him a thumbs up and mouthing the words ‘You’ve got good taste’, which nearly had Izuku breaking character.

Uraraka sighed dramatically, “At least you have a few layers to shed, all I’ve got on is this skin tight suit on, maybe our dear villain could lend me a hand, I don’t think I’d mind letting him rip it off me.” 

Izuku was trying very hard not to visualize that he really was, but he was a hormonal teenager, and both his opponent and partner were both far too pretty for their own good. Thankfully his saving grace came in the form of Tailmon who had successfully tied a loop around Shinsou’s legs without the other teen noticing, and giving him a thumbs up as she climbed back into the vents with the aid of Wormmon.

Izuku sighed sadly, “But alas, it can never be Uraraka, we have to arrest him.”

Uraraka pouted, “Oh, but you’re right, we have a duty to save the city from that bomb.”

“As if I’d let you two anywhere near our bomb!” Shinsou snarked.

The two heroes grinned, “Oh but Mr. Villain, you’ve already lost.” Izuku drawled, pointing to Shinsou’s feet.

“Huh?” Shinsou looked down at his feet, to see a loosely wrapped strand of capture tape, followed by a voice echoing above his head.

“Bokomon digivolve too,”

A grate in the ceiling just behind Izuku and Uraraka burst open, “Wizardmon!” the digimon cried out as it tugged on the strand of capture tape in his hands as he dropped to the ground.

Shinsou looked back to his feet only for a second before his eyes flew up to meet his opponents in a startling moment of clarity at what was about to happen, “Shit!” The moment the word left his mouth, the strand of capture tape tightened around his ankles and the next thing he knew he was hauled upwards, forehead smacking the floor before he was dangling in the air, with All Might’s voice declaring him captured.

The two then walked up to the dangling teen and spun him around, he gave a slight glare at the two, crossing his arms as he did so, “That was mean, and cruel.” he huffed.

“Probably, but I sure had fun, but enough about that, let’s get you down and moved.” Izuku chuckled and looked back to Wizardmon, “You can let him down now Wizardmon.” 

“With pleasure.” Wizardmon replied cheekily, and then promptly let the capture tape go.

“WAIT NO!” Izuku cried out too late.

Shinsou gave a cry as he dropped to the floor, he groaned in pain as he landed, Izuku gave Wizardmon a sharp look.

“Oops.” the digimon said sheepishly.

Izuku with the help of Uraraka then carefully moved Shinsou out of the way, and had Cutemon heal him while they prepared to go after Iida and the bomb.

“Izukumon, you have exactly five minutes left so you guys had better hurry.” Pteromon’s voice reported from the earpiece. 

Izuku turned to his teammate.
"Uraraka, do you think you can take Iida? Or would you prefer I handle him while you go for the bomb."

She looked towards the door she knew was barricaded from the inside and seemed to struggle internally before shaking her head.
"No...I'm not ready to fight him on equal footing and we’re running out of time, I’ll go for the bomb, you go for Iida. There'll be plenty of opportunities for me to show my strength in the future."

She glanced up to see Izuku watching her with pure admiration.
"W-What?"
He grinned, "knowing how to pick your battles and admit when you're out of your depth...you're really amazing Uraraka, you'll be a great hero."
She blushed, and he chuckled quietly before continuing.

"We’ve got this, so just follow my lead, okay?"

“Thanks Midoriya.”

“No problem, now stay behind me until we get in the room.”

The brunette tilted her head in confusion, yet it was Shinsou who asked, “How are you going to get in Mido, Iida barricaded the door with furniture,” Izuku gave the teen a questioning raised eyebrow, “oh right, it’s easy to forget how much power you have in such a tiny body.” Shinsou decided it was best to shut up at that point.

“STOP TALKING, THREE MINUTES AND COUNTING!” Loogamon roared in Izuku’s ear.

Izuku took a stance one, arm raised and bent inwards, while the other arm was held straight out away from his body, and activated Digisoul. The familiar green pixelated binary code flowed across his hands and arms before it gave a pulse and rapidly changed color, and began to shift as if it was alive, the energy on his left arm began to expand and spread outwards in a circular form in a glowing combination of white, red and gold light. The same was happening on his right arm as well, however the light encompassed his entire right hand bulged outward slightly before in began elongating into a cone shape.

-Back with the rest of the class-

Momo Yaoyorozu was left speechless, “He…he…he has the same quirk as me?” She couldn’t help but stare at the large white, red and gold shield and lance her classmate now wielded. “How?”

“Take another look, that is not the same quirk as yours.” Tokoyami spoke up pointing closer to the image of the weapons.

“He’s right, I can see the binary code.” Shouji added on “They’re more like solid holograms than actual weapons.”

Yaoyorozu looked closer to the screens, and sure enough she could just barely make out Midoriya’s hand within the lance.

“HAHAHAHA, I’M GLAD YOU STUDENTS SAW THAT, CAN ANYONE GUESS WHAT THAT IS?” All Might’s voice boomed joyfully.

Monoma raised his hand.

“GO AHEAD YOUNG MONOMA.”

Monoma put his hand down, “It’s one of Midoriya’s ‘Programs’ that he told us about but didn’t go into full detail over, it’s also why I couldn’t copy his quirk, I probably copied the base of it, but I can’t copy the programs, and I don’t know coding or programing.”

All Might gave a booming laugh, “THAT IS INDEED CORRECT, LET ME SEE AIZAWA GAVE ME A DETAILED LIST THAT MIDORIYA GAVE OF HIS QUIRK, I DO BELIEVE WE ARE LOOKING AT AEGIS THE SHIELD AND GRAM THE LANCE, BOTH ARE CONSIDERED AS HOLY WEAPONRY, ONE IS IMBUED WITH LIGHT WHILE THE OTHER IS IMBUED WITH LIGHTNING, HE ALSO HAS A FEW MORE ELEMENTS UNDER HIS BELT, SUCH AS FIRE AND ICE.”

That last bit had a certain dual haired teen intrigued and had him paying closer attention the battle trial.

-Back with Izuku-

The moment ‘Aegis’ and ‘Gram’ had formed on his arms, he allowed the power to build up slightly. 

Once the power built up just enough, Izuku shot forward in a blur of motion. 

As he got closer to the door he raised ‘Aegis’ higher to shield his face.

“SHIELD ATTACK!”

With a mighty shout Izuku crashed through the door, sending items flying.

Iida who had been standing near the middle of the room, couldn’t move in time, due to a combination of surprise, and at the speed in which Izuku was moving, and was met with a shield to the face, chest and stomach, while a second later his back met the far back wall that he was facing away from.

When Iida managed to blink away the spots from his vision, he could only stare at the green haired youth in bafflement “How…?”

“AND HERO TEAM WINS!” All Mights voice echoed through the building. Looking over to where the bomb had been sitting Iida saw Uraraka standing next to the bomb with her hand placed on it.

“ALL RIGHT YOUNG HEROES RETURN TO THE MONITORING ROOM.”

Izuku allowed the shield and lance to fade away. “Sorry Iida, you’re not hurt are you?” Izuku asked worriedly.

Iida shook his head, “No, but how did…where did…HOW ARE YOU SO FAST?” the teen blurted out.

“I’ll explain when we get to back to the rest of the class.”

-A few Minutes Later-

“ALL RIGHT STUDENTS, WHICH OF THESE FOUR WOULD YOU SAY WAS MVP FOR THAT FIGHT?” All Might asked to the still stunned class after the other four had returned.

Both Yaoyorozu and Monoma had their hands in the air.

“YOUNG YAOYOROZU WOULD YOU CARE TO GIVE US YOUR OPINION ON WHO MVP IS.” The blonde man pointed to the dark haired girl.

“It is Midoriya sir, he had a solid plan in both distracting Shinsou and getting him flustered to the point that he couldn’t move, while also sending out his creatures to sneak up behind him to set up a trap, taking out Shinsou all at the same time, and then he used overwhelming force to break through Iida’s barricade and successfully contain him while allowing Uraraka to capture the bomb.” The girl paused to take a breath, “Both Shinsou and Iida came up with a good plan for defense, that would have worked against any other team, but against Midoriya and his diverse skill set, it was bound to be in Midoriya’s and his teams favor.”

All Might blinked at the explanation, Monoma put his hand down.

“YOU ARE INDEED CORRECT, THE MVP OF THIS ROUND GOES TO YOUNG MIDORIYA, LET THIS FIGHT BE AN EXAMPLE FOR YOU, THERE IS A TIME AND PLACE FOR OVERWHELMING POWER, AND A TIME WHEN ONE MUST USE DISTRACTIONS AND TRICKERY TO GAIN THE UPPERHAND, AND A TIME WHEN ONE MUST USE EVERYTHING WITHIN THEIR ARSENAL TO OVERCOME THE ODDS.”

All Might then shoved his hands into a box and withdrew the letters for the next two teams. “NOW LETS CONTINUE ON SHALL WE?” 

And with that the trials continued.

Chapter Text

Now it was time to start the next match with Team B as the Heroes and Team I as the villains. Team B consisted of the multi-armed boy Mezo Shoji and another student who got in through recommendation Shoto Todoroki. Team I was made up of Toru Hagakure, a girl who was completely invisible and Mashirao Ojiro, a blond boy with a muscular tail.

It wasn't really much of a match. Todoroki managed to freeze the entire building with the villains inside then he melted all the ice on his own after capturing the weapon.

It was a stunning display, and someone couldn't help but draw a comparison.

In Izuku's display Loogamon appeared to speak what dawned on him. "Hey Izukumon he’s like you when you have the ‘Grey Sword', and ‘Garuru Cannon’."

Cutemon then appeared next to him in her own portrait. "Hey, you're right. The Grey Sword is fire."

Loogamon then finished his thought. "And the Garuru Cannon is ice."

Izuku smiled at the two. "You're right it is similar."

The two nodded, and the class got ready for the next match.

The next match was Team G which consisted of Kaminari Denki and Kyoka Jiro versus Team C which had Monoma and Yaoyorozu. Before they left Izuku watched Monoma shake Kaminari’s hand, and high five Kirishima and Ashido, he looked at Izuku who was trying not to laugh, and gave the greenette a cheeky grin. Izuku couldn’t help but grin and shake his head, giving the blond a thumbs up.

What followed was a very short fight between Kaminari and Monoma, the two literally took Themselves out by going over their electrical discharge limit, and ended up on the floor with dumb looks on their faces and going “Wheeeeeey.” the entire time. Jiro tried to break into the room where Yaoyorozu was holed up, but the other girl had strategically placed steel  panels along the wall and door, thus it ended with Team C winning when the time let up.

The next two teams however put up a better show, as Team H, Tokoyami and a green haired girl by the name of Asui as the heroes and Team J as the villains, Kirishima and Sero.

What followed would be known as the ‘Manliest Win’ according to Kirishima later on, as Tokoyami unleashed Dark Shadow upon the two defenders of the fake bomb, and while the two acting villains put up and admirable fight, they had completely forgotten about Tokoyami’s partner, who had snuck into the room crawling along the ceiling, while avoiding the tape traps Sero had laid out, and then used her frog-like tongue to tag the bomb. 

*Nearly an Hour later...*

The class had gone through all the matches, and now stood near the entrance of the training grounds.

All Might stood with his back turned towards the hall. "THAT'S A WRAP! WELL DONE. YOU ALL TOOK THE STEPS I HOPED YOU WOULD. AND ON TOP OF THAT WE HAD NO MAJOR INJURIES. YOU SHOULD ALL BE PROUD!"

Asui raised her hand to give her thoughts. "It's nice to hear we did well after what happened yesterday. Mr. Aizawa didn't do much for our confidence."

Many of the students nodded in agreement with her statement.

All Might lifts his hands proud to hear that. "I'M HAPPY TO HEAR THAT YOU'VE ALL BEEN SO GREATLY INSPIRED. NOW, WATCH HOW A PRO EXITS. LIKE HE'S GOT SOMEWHERE TO BE!"

With that he ran off in an extreme burst of speed, so extreme it kicked up quite a bit of wind.

Many of the students were either stunned or excited.

Kaminari then spoke out. "Ok, you guys, now that is a hero!"

Ojiro then let out a light complaint. "I'll never be able to run that fast."

Mina responded with excitement. "He's so cool."

Izuku looked on in awe at the number one hero, even though the man was no longer his number one favorite, that spot was fully dedicated to a crotchety old man, he still admired the man for everything the good he had done. "Yeah..."

All Might ran through the halls of UA.

A large sliding door then opened in the hall, allowing him to dash in. He then pushed a button, closing the door behind him. In an explosion of steam the All Might the world knew had disappeared, and in his place stood a man who could be described as skin and bones. He let out a breath of relief from having pushed himself for a while. "At least I still have time to teach a class." His voice sounded tired like someone who was still alive by sheer force of luck and maybe will. 

He thought back onto the trials, and grinned to himself as he took a seat, both his successor and his former trainer's successor had done well, despite the fact his own successor had lost. He’d need to have Gran help with that, couldn’t have his own student losing just from a little flirting. 

The man flushed at what he had heard, he’d have to throw some money down into the betting pool Midnight had started on student couples. It was an actual bet he knew he would win. He just felt sorry for poor Shinsou, because Gran was going to chew the poor boy up and spit him out, there was hope for Young Uraraka, but for his successor, not so much.

*A few minutes later...*

The class had returned to their classroom, and now discussions had started over their matches.

Kirishima started by pointing out what he saw as the coolest fight. "Hey Midoriya! Why didn’t you bring out any of your bigger monsters, like that super cool wolf with the drill!"

Izuku was a little surprised that he was approached first. "Oh yeah, he’s pretty cool. And his name is Dorulumon, I didn’t bring him out because he wouldn’t have a lot of room to move around."

A larger student with impressively thick lips and short black hair then came up to him. He then pointed to himself with his thumb "Hey, I'm Sato, and I've been wondering. Why did you only transform one of your guys?"

Tokoyami then came to answer Sato's question with a theory. "I believe it's because the rest would digivolve into creatures that were simply too large for the situation at hand."

Izuku then looked at Tokoyami and nodded. "Yeah, that's right. The only one who had a good size when he digivolved was Bokomon."

The electric blonde user was confused by the word Izuku and Tokoyami used. "Digi-vovled?"

Izuku then answered with what he gave his friends earlier. "Digivolution. It means digital evolution. Since they are made out of data."

The blond then had a face of realization. "Hey, that makes sense. I'm Denki Kaminari by the way. You might wanna keep an eye on me because I'm gonna end up being the most popular boy in thi-"

He was then caught off when something stabbed into his ear and he yelped in pain. The person who had done it was a girl with dark purple hair with what seemed to be heart beat monitor waves depicted on her hair. Her most notable feature was the flexible plug-like earphone jacks hanging from each of her earlobes. "Yeah right. Keep dreaming." She then looked back to the other boys who had seen how quickly she incapacitated their classmate. "Nice match by the way Midoriya. I'm Kyoka Jyro."

Izuku waved at her trembling. He didn't want to be next. "Hey..."

The black haired girl then approached Izuku with Iida close behind. "Excuse me Midoriya, but could you explain to us what happened near the end of your match, with the shield and lance?"

Izuku then looked at the two a little nervously. No one had commented over the slight shadows under his eyes, but they were gonna notice now. "Well since my quirk essentially makes me a living ‘SuperComputer’, like I explained yesterday I can give myself programs, however some of my stronger attacks uses a certain amount of energy depending on a mix of factors, what you all saw was my ‘Aegis Shield’ and ‘Gram’ the holy lance. Think of them as Solid Light Projections, and if you look closely you’ll be able to see the binary code that makes up the hologram, in actuality its made up of photons surrounded by a net of electrons and given shape by a layer of neutrons."

Iida nodded rapidly, as he took in the information. "I see. That explains why I felt the impact from your shield and why it felt solid, so now it makes sense. That also explains why you look so tired."

The black haired girl nodded then realized something. "Oh, where are my manners? I am Momo Yaoyorozu. It's nice to make your acquaintance."

Izuku nodded, giving the girl a smile. "It’s nice to meet you too."

Yayorozu had one last question. "By the way, do you have a term that you use to call your creatures by? I thought I remembered you calling them something, but I can’t remember what it was. It doesn't seem right to keep calling them creatures."

Eyes fell on Izuku. If he did have something to call them then they'd want to know. "Oh, yeah I do. It's a similar name to my quirk. They’re called Digimon."

Tokoyami nodded. "An intriguing name, Digi referring to Digital, and mon referencing Monster. And with you coming up with new ways to adapt I'm sure they may grow to be unstoppable."

Izuku then looked to Tokoyami. "Don't sell yourself short Tokoyami. I mean you came out with a pretty good plan on the spot. Even though Dark Shadow has to be attached to you, you gave him more space to move around by adjusting yourself. I'd say that's some pretty good synchronization with your quirk and adaptability."

Tokoyami took in the praise and nodded. "Still, my plan would have not been successful had it not been for Asui's aide."

Asui then came into the conversation with something very important to say to Tokoyami. "I told you to call me Tsu."

Izuku turned to one of his other friends, “How are you feeling Monoma?”

The blonde looked to the other teen and gave a cocky grin, “Ah, you have nothing to worry about, I am in full health, nothing can hold me down for long, but just between you and me,” the blonde leaned closer, “I am never using Kaminari’s quirk again, I’m pretty sure some of my brain cells got fried.”

“Hey I have an awesome quirk!” Kaminari protested amidst his classmates' laughter.

After that their afternoon classes would soon begin, and the rest of the day would go by.

*That night...*

At an unknown location, in a bar there was one man who was particularly interested in the newspaper.

He placed it onto the bar table for the bartender to see. "Is this some kind of joke?"

The page he was on spoke of All Might and his new profession as a teacher.

The man then placed his cup onto the picture of All Might. "It says he's a teacher now."

He then called the attention of the one managing the bar. "What do you think will happen when the mighty Symbol of Peace...is killed by the villains?" The man grinned at the thought, and an odd bracelet he wore began to glow hellish orange.

*The next day...*

It was now the third day of school, and getting in was a hassle. The front gate was swarmed by the media. It took a while for everyone to get through, and when Aizawa got involved one of the interviewers tried to get through by force. What she didn't take into account were the schools defenses which immediately brought any attempts at unauthorized entry to a halt. Still there was one man in the crowd who'd get what he wanted one way or another.

In class Aizawa had brought up the exercise from the day before, and gave his feedback. He then spoke of a decision, so important that it would decide their futures. Most people were scared of the possibility. At any moment any one of them could be expelled. That was until Aizawa revealed that they had to choose a class representative. Relief washed over the class, as they knew this would just be something normal for school.

Hands were raised all across, as everyone seemed to want the role. It made sense being the class representative at a school like UA showed that you could lead a team like a pro, and that was something agencies looked for.

Iida managed to break through the noise and suggest that the decisions would be made democratically, by voting. Many were reluctant to agree since most people would likely vote for themselves. Iida then countered with the logic that if one of them could get more than one then it meant that they were the most worthy, or demanded the most respect. After that the class agreed.

When it was done Izuku was amazed at the fact that he was at the top with six votes! He had not voted for himself, and he wasn't expecting people to vote for him.

Iida seemed frustrated that he got zero votes, but he wasn't about to argue with the system he chose.

The only other person who got more than one vote was Yaoyorozu, with four votes one of which was Izuku’s. This meant she'd be vice representative.

Izuku was a little embarrassed, as he stood in front of the class he wanted this, but he in no way felt like he was ready. Still he was chosen, and this was an opportunity to really improve in a way he hadn't before.

“W…well, this was unexpected, I didn’t vote for myself, but I will do my best to help lead our class forward.”

*A few hours later...*

It was now lunch, and Izuku sat with his friends. This time instead of Pteromon, Loogamon sat between Izuku and Tokoyami.

Rather than scarfing down food into his mouth like one would think, he ate calmly, unlike an actual canine would do.

The only one who seemed in any way bothered by this was Iida. Pteromon's impression left him to expect certain things, but his brain was having trouble differentiating a normal dog from the wolf digimon, and knowing how an actual dog would eat and how Loogamon was eating was not something he could comprehend.

Urarakaa then broke the silence with Iida's thought. "Hey Loogamon right? Why are you eating like that?"

Loogamon stopped, and looked at her confused. "Like what?" he asked with suspicion.

Izuku answered "I think she's asking why you're not making a mess."

Loogamon could answer that. "Well I don't have hands, and I don’t want to make a mess."

Iida then had a question about that. "Wait, then shouldn’t you just eat on the floor?"

Loogamon growled glaring at the larger teen. "Just because I look like a freaking dog doesn’t mean I have to act like one."

Iida immediately began apologizing “I am incredibly sorry, that was rather rude of me, I should have realized that myself, it was not my intention to compare you to an animal.”

“Then make sure it doesn’t happen again.” Loogamon sniffed and went back to his meal. Only the peace didn’t last long.

“You sure look like a fucking animal to me freak!” a loud voice declared from behind the group, “Freaks like you need to be on the floor like the trash you are!”

Izuku pinched the bridge of his nose, as Loogamon slowly moved away from his food, growling at the voice from behind him, “Ignore him Loogamon, he’s not worth it!” Izuku told his friend.

“Yeah be a good little fuckin dog for your master, freak!” 

Izuku slammed his hands onto the table as he stood up and turned to the ashen haired blonde.

“Don’t you have somewhere better to be Bakugou?” Izuku growled at the blonde, placing a  hand on Loogamon’s back to keep him grounded. His friends looked between the two trying to figure out how they knew each other.

Bakugou scoffed, “I’m just here to make sure you and your freaks know your place.”

Izuku shook his head in exasperation, “Go away and be an asshole somewhere else Bakugou, no one wants to hear the diatribe that you spew.”

“Why should I, besides I wanted to see what kind of weak ass extras you’ve been hanging out with now Deku.” Bakugou shot back.

Monoma raised an eyebrow, “Do you know this uncouth scoundrel Midoriya, and here I thought you had better taste than this lowlife delinquent.”

“What did you call me fucker!” Bakugou snapped at the blonde, who only arched his eyebrow further.

“Sadly Monoma-kun, I do know him, and before you ask, no, we are not friends, Bakugou is just a petty bully, who thinks the world should revolve around him.” Izuku answered his friend, not turning his back to the explosion user.

“Yeah, Bakugou’s just an asshole, who can’t understand the concept of being civil, and is more like a rabid animal than a human.” Loogamon quipped, earning a snarl from the blonde, “See, more animal than human.” 

“Oh good, for a minute I thought I was going to have to lecture Midoriya on the finer points of making friends and how to pick out the good ones from the riffraff of society.” Monoma breathed out in relief.

“Bite me you fuck!” Bakugou spat.

“No thanks, you might have rabies.” “FINALLY SOMEONE SEE’S IT!”

Izuku wanted to laugh at his friends' jokes, but right now he just wanted this blonde prick to go away.

Before things could escalate he pointed at the blonde and then away from him, “Go away Bakugou, I don’t want you here, and I’m guessing my friends don’t want you here either.”

Bakugou stepped closer, “And what if I don’t want to Bit…” he then stepped back when he saw Izuku’s hand raise.

“You call me that vile word and I will slap you, just like I did in middle school.” Izuku warned.

“Oho, Midoriya, you slapped someone? I’m impressed.” Monoma chuckled in amusement.

“Oh Mon cher ami, you should not sully your hands with this bête brutale!” Aoyama chided.

“Oh I would have paid to see Midoriya slap someone, and what does Deku mean? That just sounds so derogatory.” 

“I must insist that you leave at once, you are not welcome here.” Iida ordered.

“Yes, take your leave, we have no desire for your foul darkness tainting our meal.” Tokoyami agreed.

“Yeah, like Fumi said, go away you big bully!” Dark Shadow demanded.

“There you have it Bakugou, we don’t want you here, so please leave.” Izuku asked nicely. He could see a group of students heading towards them from the corner of his eye, one was a ginger haired girl with a side ponytail, another was a short boy who was slightly pudgy with light blue hair, another was a large beast looking teen with glasses, and the last was a teen with spiky black hair with a blue and white bandana around his forehead.

“And what if I don’t, you going to make me you prissy little fuck?” 

Shinsou stood up at that point and stood behind Izuku, compared to Bakugou he stood several inches taller than the blonde.

“You heard Midoriya, he wants you to leave, and now I’m telling you to fucking beat it!” Shinsou glared at the blonde.

“And who the fuck are you Eyebags, Deku’s little boyfriend, or something.” Bakugou spat.

Shinsou smirked, “And what if I am, jackass, jealous that he chose me over you.”

“Why you….” Bakugou’s words cut off as his face went slack and eyes went blank.

“Now you’re going to be a good little boy and return to your table, eat your lunch and remain there for the remainder of lunch.” By that time the other group had arrived and were glaring holes at the blonde jerk. They watched as the blonde turned around and walked back to his seat without another word.

“I am so sorry for him. Allow me to introduce myself, I’m Kendou Itsuka class representative for 1-B” the ginger haired girl apologized, bowing towards the group. Izuku shook his head, gesturing for her to stand up.

“I’m Midoriya Izuku, class representative for 1-A, and don’t be, it’s not your job to apologize for Bakugou’s actions.”

The teen who looked like a beast fixed his glasses, “I say, you sound as if you know him Sir Midoriya, I am Jurota Shishida.” Izuku nodded to the teen.

“Sadly yes, our parents are friends and have been for years.” 

“Yosetsu Awase, was that asshole always like that, or was he just born a complete fucking douchebag?”

“Language Awase, I’m Shoda Neringeki, vice-representative of 1-B.”

Izuku waved politely while answering Awase’s question, “Believe it or not he wasn’t always like that, he used to be my best friend, and was such a kind and sweet person, but after he got his quirk,” Izuku shook his head “I’m not entirely sure what happened, but this was the result.”

Kendou then had a question, “How did you deal with it, I mean, how did you put up with him, he’s already turned the entire class against him, one girl already broke down in tears because he insulted her for not knowing perfect japanese, since she’s from America, and another boy was ready to stab him because he insulted his looks, at this point Vlad sensei has already given his a weeks worth of detention, so how do we get him to stop?”

“Honestly I didn’t, I tried for so long to get him to change his ways, but about ten months ago, I gave up on him, told him I was tired of his bullshit and then promptly slapped him not once but twice, and to get him to stop, I wish I had an answer for you, but the truth is you’d be better off ignoring him.” Izuku explained with a defeated sigh.

“So it would be alright to chop him in the neck and knock him out if he becomes too much?” the girl asked hopefully.

“Should we really be discussing this?” Iida interjected. “Violence amongst our classmates should not be encouraged.”

Izuku huffed out a laugh ignoring Iida for the moment, “Honestly it would probably be your best bet, maybe if you do it enough times he’ll learn to just keep his mouth shut, but I wouldn’t get your hopes up.”

The group before him seemed to deflate.

“Well it was worth a shot, thank you Midoriya.” Kendo thanked him.

Before he could say anything else, alarms rang through the lunch room. An automated voice announced that a level 3 security breach had occurred. Many of the students there were shocked. A level three security breach meant that someone had gotten through the school's barrier.

The two groups of students quickly made their way out together towards the exit.

And said exit became insanely crowded. Everyone was pushing and shoving, and several people were getting crushed.

Izuku held his hands over his head. He didn't get the chance to put Loogamon away, so he carried him the best he could, while the wolf barked and growled at people who were pressing too close. Now he was just trying to make sure neither of them would end up getting crushed.

It was sheer panic, and everyone was starting to get separated by the wave of students.

Iida made his way to the window to see who could have managed to trespass on the school grounds. He was surprised to see that it was the press from earlier. Iida looked back to the students, and tried to tell everyone to calm down, but he was ignored. No one was listening to him, so what was he to do? That's when he saw Loogamons head above the crowd. That was his opportunity. "Loogamon! It's the media! You have to tell everyone it's the media!"

Loogamon was able to hear Iida's words, and nodded to him. He then patted the back of Izuku’s shoulder. "Izuku! It's the media, the ones who got through."

Izuku turned his head to Loogamon in surprise. How could the media have gotten through? That didn't matter right now. They had to find a way to calm everyone down, and he couldn’t access the school intercom while being jostled around. Then Izuku heard Uraraka scream out. He looked at her and saw an opportunity. "Uraraka!" He then made his way to her.

Uraraka heard Izuku and held her hand out to him. "Midoriya!"

Once he got close enough Izuku decided to put his plan into motion. "I need you to make Loogamon float above everyone else!" After saying that he then threw the wolf digimon at Uraraka.

Loogamon extended his paw out in hopes of reaching her.

Uraraka lifted her hand to Loogamon, and her finger tips made contact with his paw.

Now floating upside down on the ceiling, he started running along the roof and bouncing from wall to wall until he was hovering above the exit. He then looked out to the sea of students ' I need to grab everyone's attention. ' Loogamon thought. ‘Please don’t let anyone get burned’, “Howling Fire!” a ball of flames shot from his mouth mixed in with a howl, everyone ducked in panic at the sudden ball of flames over their heads.

 "Calm down everyone, it's only the media! If you all keep panicking like this you'll only hurt yourselves. We must remain calm, or none of us will leave!"

Even though it was a monster saying it, many of the students had looked out the window. They saw that the police had arrived to retrieve the media, and that there really wasn't much to fear.

Iida let out a relieved breath. He was glad that his insight had allowed for the right judgment to be made, and he was glad that Loogamon had managed to attract everyone's attention. He believed that this could be the crucial first step to becoming the hero he wanted to be.

*A few hours later...*

Before the destroyed UA barrier stood four members of the faculty.

The one who stood at the front then began making his analysis. "How could ordinary members of the press bypass our security systems? Someone else must have been behind this. Did some villain manage to infiltrate our school?" He then asked a terrifying question. "Was this purely a show of power or a declaration of war?"

“Whoever they were, they weren’t among the press.” Aizawa answered, “None of them had a quirk strong enough to do this much damage.”

“Well then, whoever did this made a grave error in judgment, they made the mistake to attack my school!” Nedzu glowered, “And it will be a mistake they will soon regret.”

*A Day later...*

Now was the time for heroics, and Aizawa had an announcement to make. Today they'd have three teachers. Himself, All Might, and another member of the faculty.

Many of the students were curious as to who it could be.

Sero raised his hand to ask a different kind of question. "Sir, what kind of training is this?"

Aizawa responded by pulling out a card that said "RESCUE", and then elaborated. "You'll be dealing with natural disasters, shipwrecks, and the like."

This got the class excited. While heroes were allowed to specialize, rescuing people was at the heart of being a hero. The class even began to share their thoughts.

Aizawa quickly brought them to a halt by saying that he wasn't done. He then brought out the class's hero costumes. He was allowing the students to pick what they would wear since they hadn't gotten used to their hero outfits.

The class still chose to go in their costumes.

Aizawa then explained how they would be going to an off campus facility, so they'd have to go by bus.

Even after everyone else got up Izuku sat with his thoughts. Rescue training had been exactly what he was waiting for. It brought him one step closer to being the hero he wanted to be, the hero who could save everyone with a smile on his face.

Once everyone was ready Iida suggested to Izuku a specific seating plan for the bus to maximize order and efficiency.

The plan turned out to be useless due to the bus's open layout.

Izuku patted the taller teen on the shoulder, “It was a good idea Iida.” the taller teen continued to sulk quietly.

Asui then looked to Izuku who was sitting right next to her. "Midoriya, I’m pretty straightforward and blunt so I’d like to ask you a question."

Izuku was a little nervous to hear that. "Oh, what is it, Asui?"

Asui then corrected Izuku. "I told you to call me Tsu."

Izuku then apologized. "Uh-right, sorry."

Asui then continued. "Anyway, your quirk is kind of confusing, it’s like you’ve got multiple quirks?"

Izuku didn't really understand the question. "W-what do you mean?"

Asui then expanded on her question. "Well so far some of us have seen your digimon transform, and then we all saw the other day one of your other powers, so aside from your digimon and your programs, what else can you do?"

Izuku then looked away, a little nervous to answer. With his digivice on it was really easy for everyone to hear.

Kirishima then came into the conversation before Izuku could give a clear answer. "Hold on Tsu, you're forgetting that maybe he hasn’t figured out the extent of his quirk, some people can go for years not knowing the full extent of their quirks abilities, maybe he’s still experimenting to find the limits of what he can and can’t do."

Izuku breathed out a sigh of relief. It was a little surprising that Kirishima was decently accurate though, though he was still off on somethings.

Kirishima then continued with his own thoughts. "Still, I bet it's cool to have a quirk like that. It's complicated, but you can still do a lot of flashy stuff with it." He then raised his arm, and hardened it using his quirk. "My Hardening's super strong and can destroy enemies in a fight, but it doesn't look all that impressive."

Izuku looked to Kirishima's arm with fascination. "No way, I think it's really awesome looking. You're definitely pro material with a quirk like that."

Loogamon then appeared on Izuku's display and was fascinated as well. "It does look cool. We should make him an honorary digimon, he already kinda looks like one."

Kirishima looked back at his arm with a smile. "That so Manly of you Loogamon, You really think so? I think it'd be easier to be a popular hero if I had something flashier."

Aoyama then entered the conversation with his own comment. "My Naval Laser's got the perfect combination of panache and power."

Mina then placed a hand on his shoulder. "But it's not as cool when it gives you a stomachache, sweetie. "

Kirishima then continued. "Yeah well besides Midoriya the ones who have pro quirks are definitely Todoroki and Shinsou."

Asui then pointed something out. "True, I’d rather those three rescue me, unlike that blonde guy from yesterday."

That was another thing, apparently the entire class witnessed the showdown between Izuku and Bakugou.

Kaminari then commented on the conversation. "Y'know we haven’t even met the dude. So it's kinda telling that we can all tell that his personality is flaming crap mixed with garbage."

Shinsou snorted, “Hey I said the same thing.”

Izuku couldn't really hear what anyone was saying anymore. The echoing laughter of Loogamon and Tailmon was making it hard to hear anything.

Aizawa then stopped the conversation by letting the class know that they had arrived.

When they got off the bus the students were met by someone wearing something similar to an astronaut's space suit. Although her voice had a radio filter due to the mask it was clear she was a woman. And it was clear to some who this was.

The Space Hero: Thirteen. A chivalrous pro who's rescued many from disasters across the world.

Uraraka was especially excited, as Thirteen was one of her favorite heroes.

Thirteen was excited to show the class what was in store, and guided them inside this special facility.

The students gasped, as they entered, and marveled at what they saw.

Kirishima had some kind of idea where they were. "Holy crap! Is this Universal Studios Japan?!"

Thirteen then began to elaborate on what it was the students were seeing. "A shipwreck. A landslide. A fire. A windstorm. And many more." She then brought her hands up. "I created this training facility to prepare you to deal with different types of disasters. I call it the Unforeseen Simulation Joint. But, you can call it, USJ!"

Some of the students then realized the irony of the name. ' Just like Universal Studios Japan. '

Aizawa then walked up to Thirteen asking about All Might.

Thirteen responded by lifting up three fingers and whispering the situation to him. Both Izuku and Shinsou knew what that meant, and they were not pleased.

Still it was time to begin with or without All Might.

Thirteen had one thing to say first. "Before we begin, let me just say one thing. Well, maybe two things. Possibly three, four, five."

The class wanted her to get to the point.

And get to the point she was. "Listen carefully. I'm sure you're aware that I have a powerful Quirk. It's called Black Hole. I can use it to suck up anything and turn it into dust."

Uraraka excitedly nodded. She really did like Thirteen as a hero.

Izuku gave some of his fan information for more elaboration on the pro's abilities. "Yeah, you've used Black Hole to save lots of people from all kinds of disasters, right?."

Thirteen then bounced off what Izuku had said. "That's true, but my quirk could easily be used to kill."

That caught the classes full attention.

Knowing that everyone would listen, Thirteen continued. "Some of you also have powers that can be dangerous. In our superhuman society, all quirks are certified and stringently regulated, so we often overlook how unsafe they can actually be. Please don't forget that if you lose focus or make the wrong move, your powers can be deadly. Even if you're trying to do something virtuous Like rescue someone. Thanks to Aizawa's fitness tests, you have a solid idea of your quirk's potential. And because of All Might's combat training, you likely experienced how dangerous your powers can be when used against people. Carry those lessons over to this class. Today, you're going to learn how to use your quirks to save peoples lives. You won't be using your powers to attack enemies or each other, only to help, that's what being a hero is all about. Ensuring the safety of others"

Many were inspired by Thirteen's speech. Even within Izuku's digivice, confident smiles and determined looks were shared. This was their moment to learn what it was all about.

Thirteen bowed, and thanked the students for listening.

Now that Thirteen was done Aizawa hoped they could begin.

Suddenly the lights began to flicker, and the water fountain at the center of the facility started to glitch. It seemed as if the space around it was being distorted.

It was at this point Bokomon’s voice cut through the confusion, “Izukumon, we’ve just lost connection to the school, cell service is also gone, and I’m not sure about you but something feels incredibly…” 

“Wrong!”

“Well yes.”

Aizawa was quick to notice this, and turned to his student.

“Midoriya?” he questioned taking in his student’s appearance, the teen looked like he was going to be sick.

Izuku looked to his teacher, “We’ve just lost phone signal, and the connection to the school is gone, and something is just…wrong, I can’t explain it, the energy in the air feels gross, dirty, tainted, corrupted, I don’t know it’s just wrong.” his eyes landed on the central plaza, Aizawas’ eyes following his line of sight and cursed.

A small distortion began to take form, that gradually became a large black and purple rift, and from it a man began to walk through.

Aizawa then turned to the class. "Stay together and don't move!" Before the students could really process what was happening Aizawa turned to Thirteen "Thirteen. protect the students!"

Kirishima then noticed the problem." Whoa, what is that thing?"

The man who walked through the rift wasn't alone. Many others began to walk through

Kirishima was confused. He began to question why there were fake villains if they were doing rescue training.

Aizawa ordered the students to stay back.

Aizawa then revealed that those villains were real.

That scared many of the students. Real villains? How could that be possible? That didn't matter because now they were the ones in danger, and there wasn't much to protect them.

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The rift then began to shrink, and from it two yellow slit eyes pierced through the fog. It then spoke in a deep distorted voice. "The only real heroes I see are Thirteen, and Eraser Head. Perplexing. According to the schedule we retrieved from UA, All Might should be here as well."

Aizawa then had an answer to an unasked question" So you scumbags used the press as a cover and snuck onto campus."

The man who appeared to be leading them all didn't seem too pleased. The man was slim with pale blue hair. But the most striking and disturbing part about him were the hands that he had latched onto his body, there was even one on his face. "Where is he? I went through the trouble of bringing so many friends who are eager to meet him. They want All Might. The Great Symbol of Peace. I can't believe he isn't even here. Maybe if I kill a few kids, he'll come out to play." Izuku however wasn’t paying the villain much attention, it was what was at the back of the group of villains that had drawn his attention.

Aizawa then prepared his scarf, his capture weapon.

Thirteen held an arm in front of the students to keep them back.

It was unbelievable that so many villains could have entered the facility. Clarification came when Todoroki explained that there was likely a villain who was masking their presence.

Aizawa stepped to Thirteen. "Thirteen, get them out of here. And alert the main campus. Actually, if they've blocked our sensors, then they might be jamming our regular communications, too. Kaminari, Midoriya, try using your quirks to contact the school."

The Kaminari nodded. While Izuku shook his head.

"Sorry sensei, but we've already tried that. Whatever this is, it's electrical interference, not digital." This meant that something wasn't blocking the path of information, something had broken it apart. The entire time he never looked away from the beings that had drawn his attention they were all wearing hooded robes, and something about them was off, and very very familiar.

Izuku finally looked at his teacher, worried. "What're you gonna do? You can't fight them on your own!. There's too many of them. Even if you can nullify their Quirks, your fighting style is not suited for this. Your power works best in stealth and one-on-one fights. That's not gonna help with a group."

Aizawa then turned to Izuku. "You can't be a pro if you only have one trick. I'll leave it to you, Thirteen." 

“Sensei,” Izuku called after him, making the man pause, “The ones in the back, be careful, something about them is wrong, I don’t know what it is about them, but don’t underestimate them.”

Aizawa eyed the group Midoriya pointed out, there were seven in total, all robed standing directly behind a hulking monstrosity with its brain exposed and he was right there was something very off about them, all eight of them if he counted black birdlike monster.

He gave his student a nod in affirmation before he threw himself towards the enemy, showing how he became a pro by taking down three villains with one attack.

The villain was impressed by how capable the hero was, but it wasn't a pleasant sight to see his partners in crime being taken down so quickly.

Izuku looked down in awe at the Erasure Head's ability.

That was until Pteromon appeared on his display. "Izukumon, now is not the time for analysis! Get moving!"

Hearing his friend's advice, Izuku turned around and began to run with the rest of his class. Mentally going over all the digimon that had joined him upon hearing they would be doing rescue training, thankfully he had a few extras who had thought they would be great help in different scenarios. He just hoped he wouldn’t have to call upon their aid anytime soon.

They all made their way towards the entrance, but  were halted by the mist villain appearing before them.

Aizawa noticed this, but he couldn't get through the wave of villains that had him surrounded.

The mist villain greeted the class. "It's a pleasure to meet you. We are the League of Villains. I know it's impolite, but we decided to invite ourselves into this haven of justice to bring about the end of the Symbol of Peace. Wouldn’t you agree that this is a fitting place for All Might, the Symbol of Peace to take his final breath?"

Those words shook many to their cores, but the villain wasn't done yet. "I believe he was supposed to be here today, and yet I see no sign of him. There must've been some sort of change in plans we could not have foreseen. Ah, well, in the end, I suppose it doesn't matter. I still have a role to play."

Thirteen was preparing to attack, but was stopped when Kirishima jumped forward to attack.

Kirishima then taunted the villain for his action. "Did you really think we were gonna stand here and let you do whatever you want?"

The mist villain appeared completely unaffected. "You live up to your school's reputation. But you should be more careful, child. Otherwise, someone might get hurt."

“Kirishima, get out of the way!” Thirteen  ordered the student to move.

But the mist villain would give them no time. "I'll scatter you across this facility to meet my comrades, and your deaths!" The villain then exploded into a huge cloud of black and purple mist.

Some were able to get away, but others were carried off by the power, and force of the cloud. No one could see anything.

When Izuku opened his eyes he realized that he was falling towards a large body of water. He didn't have much time to relax, as he called out for help. A light emerged from the digivice that coalesced around him. A moment later he was inside of what would look from an outside point of view, the love child of a narwhal and a small one man submarine.

“Don’t you worry Izukumon, Submarimon is here to help!” With that the two hit the water, Izuku held down by a strap across his back, while hanging on to the hand grips within the cockpit.

“Thanks Submarimon, you're a lifesaver.” Izuku praised the submarine like sea creature.

“Ah, gee, you’re going to make me blush.”

Izuku tried to analyze the situation. ' Water? So that guy definitely has a warping quirk.' Izuku pulled upwards on the handles guiding the digimon back towards  the surface, 'They came here to kill All Might. Guess it's good he couldn't come today. But then where is he? '

Izuku wasn't given any more time to think as an aquatic villain with fish-like features made a quick dash towards him and the aquatic digimon. Submarimon took the initiative and dodged, “Holy Smokes, did you get a look of that guy, he had a face only a mother could love, please tell me the fish here in this world don’t all look as ugly as that, cause if so I want no part of it.”

Izuku laughed despite the situation, “Thankfully no Submarimon or I’d be right along with you.”

“Oh joy, I was worried for a moment there, uh-oh looks like ugly, brought a few friends, want me to send them packing?” the digimon asked joyfully

“You know what, go ahead, have at it, then take me to the ship, I’m pretty sure I just saw Asui and Shinchan.” Izuku instructed

“All right, please keep your hands and feet inside the ride at all times, and if you feel the need to vomit please do so after the ride is over.” Submarimon chortled gleefully, before charging at the group of villains, “Take this, Oxygen Torpedo!” The digimon called out as two port holes opened up, and two blasts of super compressed air shot out towards the group of villains. The villains saw what was approaching and tried to scatter, sadly however they were not fast enough and were caught in the blast zone.

“Did we get them all?” Izuku asked, looking around only to see about a dozen more.

“That would be a no!” The Narwhal-like digimon quipped in a sarcastic tone.

“Then let's tell them to go home.” Izuku ordered.

“I like how you think,” Submarimon answered “Hey fellas I have surprise for you, you can take it for the road, Oxygen Torpedo!” 

-On the ship-

Shinsou and Asui watched as water kept erupting into the air from the underwater explosions.

“A hundred yen says that’s Midoriya’s doing.” Tsuyu offered, Shinsou looked at her as if she was crazy.

“That’s a suckers bet and you know it.” Shinsou retorted.

“Eh, it was worth a shot.” the frog girl shrugged.

A moment later a large fish-like submarine with a long drill-like horn resembling the tusk of a narwhal broke the surface, the cockpit slid open revealing a grinning Midoriya, “Hey there good lookin, you folks look like you need a ride, why don’t y'all hop on in and I’ll take you to shore.” Izuku called up in what had to be the worst American Southern accent they had ever heard.

“I don’t know,” Shinsou began leaning forward slightly, “My parents always did warn me about sirens, they’re apparently sly seductive little creatures.”

Asui looked between the two with a deadpanned expression, “Seriously, you two, we are in the middle of a crisis and you think now is a good time to flirt, get a room after we escape with our lives.”

“I’m with the Frog Girl. She seems reasonable, besides those were the worst pickup lines I have ever heard.” Submarimon added.

“Sorry Asui, I couldn’t help myself.”

Once she jumped  into the cockpit she corrected Izuku. "I told you to call me ‘Tsu’." She then made room for Shinsou to jump in. "This is turning out to be a terrible day of class, kero."

“You’re telling me, this all seems a little too convenient, don’t you think.” Shinsou observed.

“That's what Todoroki was saying earlier, he said something about these guys letting the press in yesterday, didn’t he?” Asui questioned with a finger on her chin.

Izuku nodded as he let Submarimon take them to shore slowly, “That mist villain, also said that they were here to kill All Might.”

Asui blinked, “Is that even possible, kero.”

Izuku looked worryingly to Shinsou. "Think about it though. If the villains spent so much time planning this attack, then they probably figured out a way to kill him. And something is telling me the big guy with the exposed brain and those cloaked individuals, might be the ones capable of doing it.”

Shinsou locked purple eyes with green, “Get us to shore, now!”

“Aye, Aye, captain!” Submarimon replied while putting on a bit more speed.

It took no more than a few seconds for the group to get to the edge of the flood zone, where they hopped out of the Digimons cockpit.

“Think you can make sure those villains don’t leave this area until help arrives.” Izuku asked the deep sea digimon.

“Is a Shakomon’s shell pink, of course I can keep these guys from  leaving, you just go help your teacher Izukumon and leave these ocean rejects to me.” Submarimon replied confidently and was off to round up a bunch of villains.

Rushing forward the three then hid behind a bush, the moment their eyes peeked over the greenery, the sight they saw was truly heart wrenching.

Aizawa laid on the ground bleeding with the bird looking villain on his back.

The villain had a large muscular black body. The top part of its brain was exposed and its eyes were placed onto the sides of its head. It also had a beak-like mouth with an array of sharp teeth. The only thing it wore were the beige pants and metal knee pads.

The three flinched back in horror as the  villain had just broken Aizwa's arm as if it was nothing more than a twig.

Watching as  Aizawa tried to turn his head to stop the villain's attack with his quirk, only for his other arm to shatter under the force of the villain's next attack.

“I’m going to be sick.” Tsu whispered quietly

A sight like that meant that the villain was incredibly strong even without powers.

“Hitoshi,” Izuku began, the other teen jumped in surprise at hearing the other teen use his first name.

“Yeah,” Shinsou replied

“When I give the signal, I’m going to cause a distraction, I need you and Tsu to grab Aizawa-sensei, and get him out of here!”

Shinsou whipped his head around to glare at the greenette. “Like hell you will, Izuku, did you not just see what that fucking monstrosity just did to our teacher. And I don’t even want to know what Handsy McHand Job over there can do, or those cloaked guys. So there is no fucking way in hell am I leaving you to face that by yourself.” Shinsou hissed quietly.

“You guys might want to wait to have your lovers spat,” Tsuyu cut in, “Midoriya I think you might want to take a look at this?” the girl requested fearfully, the two turned their heads back just in time to see what happened next.

The villain then lifted Aizawa's head and slammed it into the ground hard enough to make a small crater. It then noticed that Aizawa was still conscious, so it slammed his head into the ground again.

The leader of the villains then spoke. "You can erase peoples' powers. That's irritating, but nothing impressive. When faced with true, devastating power, you might as well be quirkless. Allow me to introduce you to the Bio-Engineered Anti Symbol of Peace, or as we like to call him, Nomu, although at this point he’s merely just a distraction for All Might, something to keep him busy while the real threats take him out." Izuku finally understood what Tsu wanted him to see, he was pretty sure all color had left his skin and that his heart had stopped for several long moments.

The seven cloaked individuals were removing their cloaks. Horror and dread began to fill Izuku’s very being. Now he knew why their presence felt so familiar.

“Impossible!” Izuku breathed out in dismay.

“Izuku, are those…” Shinsou asked quietly, voice trembling at the implications.

“It’s not possible!” Izuku repeated a second time, before a horrible truth settled within him, quickly pulling out his phone and shoved it into Tsu’s hand.

“Midoriya?” she asked, frowning at the phone in her hand, worry filling her voice.

“My password is ‘DIGITAL TORINO’ in all capital letters, should anything happen to me, you call the number under Gran Torino, and tell him to get my mom somewhere safe and tell him that I said ‘He’s Alive and he knows’ and then repeat that same thing to principal Nedzu, he’ll know what it means okay.”

Tsuyu looked up with terrified eyes, she was really hoping her classmate was saying what she thought he was saying, “Midoriya, you’re making it sound like you’re not going to come back.” her bottom lip trembled slightly.

Izuku couldn’t help but look at her sadly, “Because I probably won’t.” his voice was so soft she almost didn’t hear him, “I’m going to knock out big bird over there and get him off sensei, I want you and one of my digimon to get him out of here, get whoever is still up by the doors and run, and whatever you do, don’t look back.” A hand grabbed his shoulder and a pair of masked covered lips spoke into his ear.

“When we get out of this, we are going to have a serious talk!” Shinsou growled out, he placed his own hand over the one on his shoulder and gave a gentle squeeze.

“If we make it I swear I’ll tell you everything, I just want you to know, I wanted you to know the truth, but Gran, and Principal Nedzu thought it best to wait.”

“Since I’m being dragged into this, I think it’s only fair you let me in on this secret as well, kero.” Both eyes looked to Tsu, who’s eyes were still watering but now held a bit of confidence in them.

“It’s not just my secret to tell, and even then I can only tell you my half.” Izuku said, still looking at Hitoshi, who immediately understood the meaning the moment he heard the word ‘secret’. There was only one secret Hitoshi had and that was ‘OFA’ that Izuku already knew about, but the word ‘half’ made him realize he only knew half the secret. One that Izuku knew but was told to hold off on telling him.

“Tsu, when this is over we will both tell you,” Shinsou offered up, “Might as well tell the others in our group, but we tell no one else.” Tsu nodded. Izuku felt a bit of the tension leave him.

“And Tsu, I’m going to warn you now, it’s a secret that can never see the light of day once you know, it’ll change your very perception about things.” Izuku offered up quickly.

“That's fine, I think I can keep a secret pretty well.” Tsu stated blandly.

“Great, I’ll start us off.” Izuku stood up followed by the others. Placing a finger onto the digivice he spoke into it.

“You guys still there?” He asked calmly

“We’re always with you Izukumon!” Pteromon answered as a portrait screen appeared with Pteromon inside it, a second screen appeared as well with Bokomon.

“We heard everything Izukumon, and understand your fear, if what I think those beings are is correct then we have a problem only we can help solve.”

“Alright I need someone who can airlift Aizawa-sensei out?” Izuku asked.

“I’ll do it Izukumon.” A deep voice answered 

“Thank you, wait to come out until we get that thing off sensei.”

“Right!”

Izuku then looked to his companions pulling up his Master Control screens and began typing quickly in a series of authorization codes. A moment later a light glow seemed to encompass him. Following that he activated Digisoul from green energy that covered both arms, his left arm took on an orangish hue and the other took on a blue hue, that quickly morphed into a familiar cannon on his right side, while on his left now held a dragonic/dinosaurian like head as a hand and from its mouth a blade was produced.

All this happened within a matter of seconds, as he took aim at the bird villain with his right limb, the cannon opening glowing with power as wisps of cold air drifted through the air.

“SUPREME CANNON!”

The large villain turned to the sound of the voice as a beam of freezing cold energy crashed into its side in full force, throwing it off and away from Aizawa.

The villain's leader was shocked to see this. "What?!"

A flash of light was his answer as a large metal robotic bird thing appeared next to the downed hero.

“Plasma Cannon!” The creature called out as a blast of plasma energy spewed in a concentrated beam of yellow energy forcing the villain’s leader to jump back further away.

The three students took that moment to grab their teacher  and placed him on the digimons back with Tsu. "Mailbirdramon, I want you to take Mr. Aizawa, and everyone else back to the entrance and get them out."

Mailbirdramon nodded. He hated leaving Izukumon alone here, but he knew that Izuku never truly faced anything alone.

“Rain Hell upon these interlopers Izukumon, I shall see to it that everyone escapes.” The digimons thrusters fired up and the slowly lifted up into the air before flying off to the entrance.

Shinsou took a stance next to Izuku as the two turned to face the villain's leader and those behind him.

The same villain’s who seemed to find all this strangely amusing. "Ah, children trying to play the hero. Do you really think you can stand against us?"

Izuku shook his head. "No, I couldn't. But we are not alone. Reload!"

When he called to them all the digimon came in a flash of light. Now surrounding him and flying above him, stood a small host of digimon. From Galemon and Loogarmon behind him, to Angewomon and Stingmon hovering just overhead, Wizardmon and Dorulumon took point on Shinsou’s right, on Izuku’s left side were the Monitamon, along with two new digimon that looked very similar to the Monitamon, except these ones were black with a little satellite dish antenna and wielded a Denji-Maru in their hands like a weapon, these were the Hi-VisionMonitamon, and with them stood another new digimon whose entire chest was a giant revolver pistol, he had on a cowboy hat and wore brown boots and blue pants and had a red scarf wrapped around his lower face, not that you could actually see his face, and within both hands he held two revolver pistols, this was Deputymon. There were a few still waiting within the digivice, but inwardly Izuku was hoping a show of force would be enough to send them running.

The villain was a little surprised to see this, but it seemed to only amuse him more. "You think you can stop me with simple grunts."

Izuku however wasn’t looking at the man, no he only had eyes for the now revealed monsters that were eyeing him and his digimon with looks of interest.

“Who made you?” his voice was cold, he wanted to know just as much as he didn’t, he feared what the answer could be.

“Are you ignoring me, don’t you know it’s rude to ignore your elders, and how do you know they were made?” The villain growled while stomping his feet like a petulant child.

One of the monsters, a black one with a ceratopsian-like head smirked revealing rows of sharp teeth, its blue ragged cloak moved as if by a breeze.

“I asked you a question, who made you, because I know I sure as hell didn’t make such vile things as you?” 

“Well that’s just rude!” one of the dark ones remarked snidely. Izuku flat out refused to even call them a digimon, something in him denied their very existence.

Shinsou decided at that moment he was done being ignored, “Hey assholes, unless you want to end up like Bird Brain over there, then I’d answer him.”

The lead villain began to scratch at his neck furiously, “Damn brats ignoring me, who do they think they are, stupid NPC’s I should just kill them and be done with them.” He went to lunge at the two, only for a clawed hand to latch onto his shoulder.

“Now, now, Tomura, Master would be incredibly upset if you killed that one.” the black bipedal ceratopsian soothed while pointing one magenta claw towards Izuku with his free hand.

“What? Why would Sensei be upset if I killed that brat, Dragonkin? Sensei said I could destroy whatever I wanted!” the man growled.

Izuku side eyed Shinsou and got a look that told him exactly what Shinsou thought of this pale haired man, the guy was a man-child and would obviously throw a tantrum if he didn’t get what he wanted.

The creature nodded to the man, “True, but take a good long look at him, Tomura, and then look at those with him, don’t they look similar to us in a way.” Izuku really wanted to deny that thought.

The man known as Tomura, that name tickled something in the back of Izuku’s mind. And a memory came forth unbidden

“So tell me Hisashi, who’s Tomura?” His mothers angry voice whispered in the back of his mind.

Izuku stiffened slightly next to Hitoshi, “Shit!” he whispered

“Izuku?” Hitoshi whispered in question.

“History repeats itself!” was the whispered reply.

Tomura looked from the black dragonoid, scrutinizing Izuku and the creatures behind him, “They appeared in light, kind of like you guys, and that angel looks similar to the She-Devil ... .oh!” the man started to chuckle, “Well, looks like we get to take home a consolation prize for Sensei.” the man said with a wicked grin.

The Black dragon gave a large toothy grin, “I couldn’t have said it any better, so,” the dragon looked to Izuku, “how about it, Bro, I’m sure Master would love to be reunited with his son after so long.”

Izuku raised the Garuru cannon up, “Yeah, no thanks, not interested in seeing that prehistoric backstabbing fossil.”

“It wasn’t a request, brat, Nomu, kill the purple brat, someone grab Sensei’s wayward brat and kill off his grunts.”

The sound of ice shattering was the only warning Izuku and Hitoshi got, before a pure mass of black muscle appeared before them, bringing down a fist towards the purple haired hero in training.

The two dodged instinctively, barely able to get out of reach. 

Hitoshi activated One For All, purple sparks sparking off his body, as he continuously dodged Nomu's attempts to grab him, the few hits he had managed to get in didn’t seem to be affecting the behemoth. 

That was all that was needed for the fight to begin.

Izuku's eyes widened. The speed at which Nomu was moving was almost too much for Hitoshi to handle. "Guys, don't underestimate any of them! They are the ones who are supposed to kill All Might, so we can't afford to pull any punches!" he called out as he ran to help Hitoshi.

The Digimon nodded, launching themselves at their opponents.

“Transcendent Sword!” Izuku shouted unsheathing the blade hidden within the hologram armor of his left arm, swiping at the back of Nomu’s knees at the same time as Shinsou brought a fist down on one of the knees.

What followed afterwards could be described as pure chaos.