Chapter Ten

Closing One Book, Opening Another

"No!" Lemillion shouted as he leapt forward, knocking Overhaul away from his mentor and kicking the gun out of his hand seconds later. "You Villain!" He slammed his fist into the man's face, cracking him the mask and then destroying it in the second. He glared down at the medical mask underneath that did nothing to hide the smirk. "You're going to jail, and you'll stay there the rest of your miserable life." He snarled as he threw him to the ground.

"This isn't the end." Overhaul growled as he pushed himself up to his hands, kneeling as he glared at the hero. "I will come back and I will destroy everything about this horrible world."

"You'll rot in prison for the rest of your life while my fellow heroes and I keep it safe." The teen returned as he turned to look at his mentor, laying on the ground with blood pouring out of his chest. He roared in anger as he saw the green haired teen leaning over him and putting pressure on his chest. "GET AWAY FROM HIM!" He shouted as he ripped the boy away from Sir Nighteye. "You have no right to touch my master!"

"I…." Izuku coughed as he held his throat, staring in horror at the blonde in front of him. He just wanted to help, to help save the man that had saved him from the end that had almost befallen him. "Help." He gasped out.

"You've done enough!" Lemillion stated as he pushed down on his master's chest, trying to stop the bleeding. "Stay with me Sir, we'll get you help." He stated as he looked into the other's eyes. "Just hold on."

"Le…Mill…ion…" Sir said as he raised a hand up to touch the other's arm, as high as he could reach at the moment. "Don't…be an…gry…with…him."

Izuku cried at that knowing what the other was saying. He must've used his quirk on him without him knowing. He had known there had been a brief moment of skin touch between them when he had been pushed out of the way, but he didn't think the other would activate his quirk. He was terrified of what he would see.

"He's…go-od…an ally." The man stated as he turned and looked at Izuku. "He's….he….good….he…ro…." His eyes flicked over to where Eri sat, wrapped up in Lemillion's bright red cape. "Pro…te..ct…"

The teen cried heavily, coughing as his throat refused to allow a full breath of air, but he nodded as well. He knew now what the other wanted and that was something he would do. He would follow the last wish that Sir Nighteye had for him. He would follow it as far as he possibly could.

With that thought in mind, he ignored Lemillion crying out for his master, he ignored the pain he was in, he ignored his sadness and sorrow, ignore the hatred he felt for himself, and all the other shit around him just so he could crawl his way forward to the little girl in front of him.

She was the new mission now. She was the person that he had to focus on and get through this. He had to give her a life outside of this building and hideout and villain central. Out of the torture and experiments that she went through and still dreamed of at night.

She was the person he had to get out of there and away from it all. He couldn't allow her to fall into the hands of the villains or the heroes. He couldn't and wouldn't allow that.

With that in, he bundled her up in the torn cape and his arms and stood up unsteadily. "We're…lea…ving." He gasped out to her. "We'll…leave this all…behind." He stated as he moved, ignoring the shout from Lemillion to stop. "You'll be…free."

Eri gulped as she looked up at the green haired teen. The teen that had been here with her for this past year and a half. He had been kind to her when they had interacted, even giving her an apple once. Now he looked so tired and afraid and the one eye was crying heavily while the other was dry.

He was telling her that they were leaving and for once, she believed it. Only someone with the look on his face that matched her own could say something like that and actually do it. She nodded her head in acceptance and buried her face in the cape as she was carried out of the cavern with the information broker doing so.

This was the start for them both, Izuku knew, the start of a new life and a new adventure.

A flash in the corner of his eye caught his attention. He covered Eri's head with the cape and pulled her closer to his body for protection.

He froze in horror though, looking at the green hair streaked with yellow, and dark intelligent eyes. The pristine suit should have been stained in blood, but it wasn't. He gulped at the nod that Sir sent his way, hand pointing in the direction to the way out.

Izuku could only nod his head before taking the way out and into the bright sunny outside world.

Analysis

Bakugo growled as he stared into the end of the barrel, eyes glowing with anger and hate. "You fucking think I'll let you hurt her?" he questioned as he reached out and pulled the little girl into his lap, covering her with his body before the asshole could pull that trigger. He'd take that shot before he'd let it get anywhere near this little girl of his.

"I'm counting on it actually." Overhaul drawled as he stared blankly at the hero. "You are a friend of Keikaku and you've taken the brat in as well." The gun moved so that it was pointed at the Blonde's head, right between his eyes. "That means you need to die and suffer just as much as that fucking traitor did."

Bakugo sneered as he curled himself tightly around the little girl. "Anytime now guys."

"Um…we're a little distracted." Uravity said as she and Creati faced Toga and Twice in front of them. "It seems we weren't the only ones that want to go after Overhaul."

"That's right." Toga said as she licked her knife, twisting the bottom of her skirt as well. "I'd love to have some more of your blood Ocho!"

"God! Stop calling me that you crazy bitch." Uravity growled angrily. She had dealt with Toga Himiko for too long and too much. The girl had taken too much of an interest in her and that was never good.

Normally meant she was about to get drained of even more blood.

"Shut up! But you are so right!" Twice mumbled as several clones came to life in front of him. "We can totally take them easily! No, we can't! We'll end up in jail in no time!"

"Geez, pick a personality already." Creati grumbled as she pulled out a staff and then flash bombs. If worse came to worse, she could always blind them so that at least one of them could go and help Bakugo.

"Same here, I got blocked off." Kirishima grumbled as he hardened against a stream of fire that could have burnt anyone but him. He'd be able to withstand the attacks no matter what, Dabi would tire out before him. "I'll have to take care of this asshole before I can come and help you guys."

"You won't have time to." Dabi drawled as he tossed his flames back and forth in his hands. He looked bored like he always did, but there was also the corner of his mouth that was twitching at the moment, as if he was fighting a smile. "You'll be too busy dealing with me and protecting those civilians." His flames flashed out to the side where a woman with a child was standing.

Red Riot roared as he leapt out in front of them, protecting them from the flames, ignoring how his clothes were catching on fire and turning to ash. He was glad he had invested in those fireproof pants after Ground Zero had accidentally burnt a pair off of him once.

"Ribbit, I see other villains appearing." Froppy stated as she stood up, her tongue whipping out and grabbing a hold of a blade that would have cut into Bakugo. "Don't think I didn't see you there."

"I'm glad you did." Spinner pulled on his sword harshly, forcing the girl out of the café via through the window. He wasted not a second as he followed the girl out. "Did you really think I was in there, aiming for that explosive boy? No, I'd rather face a true hero much like yourself. So selfless and willing to help others, you are what Stain would call a true hero."

"I don't know if I want to take that as a compliment or be terrified that you think I'm what that psychopath would called a hero, ribbit." Froppy decided as she ripped the sides of her dress to better move and then threw her hat away. She couldn't risk holding back against Spinner just because he was labeled a C-Class Villain.

"Take it as a compliment!" HE roared as he leapt forward with his gigantic sword, roaring as the frog hero dodged out of the way.

"Why are they here in the first place?" Fat Gum questioned as he dodged out of the way of the quick taps of Mr. Compress. "I thought they had decided to lay low since their last attack at Endeavor's agency when their leader took a hit."

"We did, but we're all back in tip top shape." The compression villain said as he dodged backwards with a flamboyant flip. "We also couldn't help but take this chance to try and grab the girl used in the Quirk Suppressant bullets. Quite the find there, she is." He leapt forward with a kick, growling when he was blocked with a table that turned into a marble. "Really now, can't you be polite and let me turn you into one of my lovely marbles?"

"I really can't, I have a duty to help protect that little girl." The large hero admitted with a hard frown. "You really wouldn't understand something like that since you fight only for what you want and what's not best for others."

"Oh, hitting below the belt are we?" The villain stated as he released his cane and slammed it against the table, breaking it down the middle. "Then I will no longer hold back."

"Why are you here?" Eraserhead question the leader of the League of Villains, scowling at the younger man. "Why now of all times?"

Shigaraki laughed as he scratched at his neck, he no longer wore his hands and now just wore a cloak with a hood. His clothes were ragged, as if his quirk was affecting them even now. "Because I got the final player for my group." He admitted before kneeling down and touching his hand to the ground.

Aizawa stared as he watched the decay spread out from the man and towards him. "You've gotten stronger." He stated as he leapt out of the way, watching as the speed increased as it got further out from him. "Your quirk got stronger and I can only imagine the other's have gotten stronger as well."

"You can't say you didn't expect us to level up at some point." He stated as he stood back up, his hood falling from his head and revealing the longer white blue hair and the gleaming red eyes. His lips cracked worse than before and the bags beneath his eyes were even worse. "When you heroes level up, we must level up as well to better destroy you." With that said, he held his hand out and Eraserhead could only watch as the air seemed to die around him and come towards him.

"Damn, you're making me use it." He muttered as his hair flared up around him and his eyes glowed crimson, stopping the decay in its tracks.

"This'll be fun." Shigaraki smirked as he moved forward with a speed the hero didn't expect.

"Goddamn it all." Bakugo growled as he looked over to the side where the others were busy fighting. "It seems you got some backup."

Overhaul's eyes flicked back and forth, taking in the sight of the League of villains, knowing that his fellow companions were no longer among the living. They would have made their appearance seconds after the League had, but they hadn't. That didn't spell anything good for him at all. "I can assure you; they aren't wanted."

"Yes, well, I had to make sure your little goons were no longer in play." The person sitting behind the newspaper spoke up, his blue beanie peeking out, along with his hands that were covered in fingerless black gloves. The newspaper was lowered to reveal black aviator glasses and a long black sleeve t-shirt. "Otherwise this would be an unfair fight once more."

The gun turned on the teen on an instant, Overhaul's attention square on the individual in a nanosecond. "Who the hell are you? What business do you have getting the child Shigaraki involved in a matter that has no concern to him?"

Bakugo took that as his chance to beat a hasty retreat. He couldn't risk getting Eri in trouble and so he ran out the second he could. He wasn't about to get her caught in the dog fight that was about to take place. 'I hope you get what you need out of this Izuku.' He thought as he disappeared into an alleyway and away from the fight silently.

"I have all sorts of business being here." He stated as he stood up from his chair, showing off the torn blue jeans he wore. "After all, you shot me you fucking asshole." He growled as he pulled his glasses from his face to reveal two emerald green eyes.

Overhaul blinked as he stared at the teen of about sixteen. Bright emerald eyes, with freckles littering all over his face in little constellations of unknown figures. Pale skin that was framed by curly green hair that was pushed down by the blue beanie that he wore. "Huh, it seems Eri has gotten much better control over her quirk than I thought she would be able to."

Izuku smiled as he ran a hand over his bumpy skin, hidden underneath a thick layer of makeup, and his eye itched where the contact lenses was turning his right eye to a near identical color of the original "Yes, all the training we went through did well for her and even though she did regress me back a few years, I'm still alive, thanks to her." He stated with smile.

"Too bad all that effort will go to waste." The gun rose and the trigger was pulled.

Only for him to gasp as a fist slammed into his stomach while the head was ducked below where the gun was raised. "Don't think it'll be that easy." Izuku stated as green lightning sparkled around his body and red veins appeared over his skin. "I've leveled up since we last saw each other."

"Damn…it." Overhaul growled as he slammed his elbow downwards, only to howl as his arm was grabbed and his elbow took a blow to it, bending it in a way that a hinge joint was never supposed to, while the gun clattered to the floor.

"You tortured that girl." Izuku growled as he reached out and slammed his fist into the shoulder, smiling sadistically as he heard the pop of dislocation. "You tortured her for days, weeks, months, years!"

"It…was for the better…" Overhaul growled back as he stumbled back away from his once partner. "It would have…benefit…ed you…most…."

"No, it wouldn't." He reached out and grabbed the other by the throat, raising his once boss in the air. "The world you imagined, where everyone was quirkless, but you." He tilted his head as he really took in the sight of a broken and quirkless man. "You would have ruled us all, ruled us right into the ground and into extinction."

"You…woul….d've been….at….my…..side." His eyes roamed over the look of the sixteen year old, roving over the slim body that had once been under his control and at his use. Though he never once touched the teen in any way sexually, he had enjoyed running his bare hands over his cheeks and through his hair, enjoying the thought that the quirkless teen was in his grasp and that he was free of the disease that was quirks. "We…would've….ru…led the….world."

"No." He replied as his eyes became shadowed by his hair. The beanie had fallen off at some point while he moved. His hair was longer due to his younger age, but it wasn't a huge deal at the moment. He had just thrown it up into a small ponytail until he could further deal with it. "We could have never ruled together. It would have never been possible." He looked up at the other male with a sad smile on his face as he squeezed his hand just enough to cut the other's air off. "You were too concerned with making things perfect and I was never going to be perfect in the end."

With that, Keikaku watched as the final page of his past was written with the passed-out form of Overhaul.

Analysis

"This plan of yours was incredibly dangerous." Eraserhead growled as he glared at the green haired teen….man….whatever this problem child was now. "Especially with this scheme you've built up with the League of Villains." He stated with a growl.

"Hehehe, well….um…I was sure that Mimic and Chrono were somewhere around, and I couldn't let Overhaul know I was alive." Izuku began as he held his hands off, as if to ward off a demon. "Besides, no you have an in with the League of Villains."

"THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU GO AND PUT YOURSELF IN DANGER!" Bakugo growled as he glared the other.

"Especially since you still have a little girl under your care to think about." Aizawa threw in next as he relaxed his power. "You don't think it would have been terrible if this foolhardy plan of yours ends up with you dead."

"I'm not going to die." He waved off the two adults, ignoring the growing anger in his old childhood friend's eyes and the irritation in the teacher's. "It would take a lot more than some wimpy puppets to take me out."

"Puppets?" Toshinori said as he tilted his head, cup of tea in his hand as he took in what the other had said.

"But of course. That group of idiots are nothing but puppets, their strings are getting pulled by a much stronger individual that could cause a whole lot more trouble if he decides he's going to show his face." He met Toshinori's bright blue eyes with his own emerald and ruby eyes. "You know exactly who I'm talking about."

"But how do you?" He coughed as he set his cup down, blood dribbling down his chin. "He's supposed to be hidden so far down that no one can find him! I can't even find him!"

Izuku smirked at that as he shrugged. "I told you, I have files on everyone currently on this planet, even him."

"I don't know who you're talking about, but you better start sharing that information." Aizawa stepped in with a frown. "Especially now that you are legally enrolled into the school." A smirk appeared on his face.

"Wait…." Izuku looked stunned at the teacher's creepy grin, especially as it grew on his face. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?"

Analysis

"You wouldn't believe the shit I went through." Izuku groaned as he flopped on the end of the guest bed, his mother settling down on the edge of it with wide eyes. "I seriously almost die and then I get shoved back into high school because, technically, I never actually graduated from high school and need a degree to continue working."

"Well, that would be my fault dear." Inko admitted as she reached out to mess with the curly mess of hair that her son has. It was at the length where he used to use it to hide his face, a stage in his life where he was embarrassed and ashamed. "Are you going to cut your hair again?"

He sighed but went with the change in the subject anyways, knowing his mother was uncomfortable with the subject of her being unable to pay for his education, especially after his father had died in an accident in America. "Yeah, I'm already missing my short hair. I plan on going to my normal barber soon to get it taken care of. That way it'll stay out of my face." He grouched as he pushed his head up against his mother's hand, seeking the affection that she was offering him. "I should probably get Eri an appointment as well, about time to get those split ends taken care of again."

"If you would just buy that conditioner and shampoo that I told you about, then she would have less split ends." She scolded. "Why is it that you never listen to your mother when she tries to help you?"

Izuku chuckled. "That's because I'm an adult and should be able to handle my own mini person, adopted or not."

"You're a young adult, too young to take care of a child that's only ten years younger than yourself." She continued to run her fingers through the curly green hair, releasing it from the ponytail that boy had had it in. "And now, physically, you are even younger than that. Just a teen, a baby."

"That's not going to stop me from caring for Eri. We've come so far in helping her control her powers and hopefully we'll be able to make it to where she'll never be scared of them again." He explained as he popped up from where he had been lying down, looking at his mother in the eyes.

"That's great honey, but maybe we should have one of the heroes take over. They're licensed and more than capable of handling her training. She's even old enough for quirk counseling now too." She tried to convince him, to get him away from the situation he was now going to get himself in. He had already suffered under heroes in the past and this would lead him right back to it.

He scoffed at the idea of allowing any hero to take his place when it's concerning Eri. She was his responsibility no matter what and he had agreed to that the moment Night Eye had died. There was no going back and at this point, he really didn't want to go back anyways. He loved Eri like the little sister she was to him and loved having her by his side. "Yeah right, they would do nothing but make things worse. I've spent the last five years working with her on her powers and I know how they work. There's no point in changing it up now when she's already used to the way things are."

"But getting help couldn't hurt. I mean, you'll have access to some of the most brilliant minds out there, right? Isn't one of those the principal that runs the school to begin with?" She questioned.

That caused the man turned teen to pause and think. "I mean….yeah…it would." Nezu was a brilliant individual, even despite his hate for humans, he worked hard to make students better and make a better future that way. He wondered if the principal would give him some of his thoughts and maybe ideas on how to better help Eri. It also wouldn't hurt to have Aizawa there as well and was great at tactical thinking and future possibilities. "I'll see about talking to him when I get the chance. It would provide extra protection for Eri as well."

"As long as you think about it." She smiled softly as she pulled him back down onto her lap and ran her hands through his hair once more. "I'm just glad you're able to actually think about it."

He smiled as he snuggled into her lap, happy to be able to do this still and to be able to breath and so much more. He had time now, more time than he had expected, but that was okay. He had it and he wouldn't waste it a second time.

Analysis

"So…he's on our side now, right?" Toga questioned as she looked over to where Shigaraki was sitting at the bar. "He hasn't come back here for a while after all, does that mean he's left us after that thing at the mall?"

"Something isn't right about him. He's a great guy!" Twice shouted out as he dropped yet another glass. Luckily for Kurogiri, they had all learned to just give the bipolar man plastic cups that didn't break. Saved on money.

"Eh, if he used us for the one thing, then I say we don't worry about it." Dabi spoke up next, his eyes focused on the beer in his hands. "It'll be less hassle to deal with if he is just in for himself." He took a long drag on his beer.

"He'll come." The white-haired leader stated with a smirk on his face. He no longer wore the hands; it was too risky seeing as his reach had expanded. He was waking up, or so his sensei and Deku had explained. Waking up his powers and flexing them fully since he had accidentally sealed them away.

"But how do you know?" Spinner questioned next, flipping a knife and then catching it easily. "He could be planning with those heroes, the ones we always end up fighting all the time."

"Don't worry about them, they aren't even part of the story plot anymore." He assured them as his head turned towards the TV that had popped on at some point. "Don't you agree Sensei?"

"I do." The smooth and low voice of the mysterious man spoke out. "Though I would advise caution with this one Tomura. His eyes speak of a cunning that only I can match. I wish for you to listen when I speak, and I say something. Do not ignore what I say, and you shall continue on your path of correcting this world that All Might has created."

Analysis

"You know, I should toss you into prison right here and now." Lemillion growled as he appeared on the roof with the sixteen-year-old adult. "Make sure you can't cause anymore chaos just by being out there and gathering more information."

Izuku chuckled as he tucked a knee against his chest. The other was hanging over the ledge of the roof. "To be fair, I honestly think I probably deserve to rot in jail." He wasn't going to disagree after all the shit he had done and had caused to happen. "Too bad I have that get out of jail free card in bulk."

The hero growled even more, clenching his fists tightly and trying to keep himself from sucker punching the other. "I still hate you for what happened to Sir Night Eye." He stated, taking in the world around them as his cape flapped behind him.

"I hate myself for that too."

They fell silent for a long time, neither moving and neither speaking. It was just a time where they could relax and try and come to terms with the other after so many years of running and hiding from the truth of the matter.

Sir Night Eye had died saving Izuku while the younger had almost lost his life saving Lemillion's quirk.

"She still has that cape."

Mirio blinked in surprise, finally looking at the other. "Still, I would've thought you'd thrown that away at some point."

"I couldn't. You were the first hope she ever had of getting out of there. I was kind and nice, I gave her food and comfort, but in the end, I hadn't tried to get her out. I tried to get Chisaki to change his mind and figure something new or a different way. To stop using Eri, but he didn't listen." He leaned his cheek against his knee, eyes lowering as his hair flew around his head from the breeze. "Nothing I said could change his mind and, in the end, I did the one good thing to help. I took his powers away from him."

"That's something at least." The blonde agreed. He sighed after a moment before sitting down next to the younger male. "I think I've held on to this anger long enough. I think it's time I let it go."

"You could just hold onto it and hate me for the rest of our lives." Izuku returned with a shrug. "I wouldn't blame you."

"But it would be detrimental in the end." They both knew what the anger could do to a civilian, let alone a hero. "I could make a mistake in the field and I can't afford that."

"No you can't. Which means you can move on, let all that anger go, and keep moving forward with the path you've chosen." He chuckled as he looked over to where Bakugo's house was, seeing him sitting at the table with Eri and going over the homework she had brought home that day. "Doesn't mean you need to forgive nor forget." He hadn't forgiven Kacchan for what he had done to his face and all they had gone through over the years. There was just too much to even try and forgive there.

"I don't plan on forgiving you." Lemillion agreed "But I don't plan on ruining any future team ups or disregarding any information you're willing to give me."

"Well, that's something at least."

The two sat in silence until the sun set and until the moon was high in the sky.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Izuku could see the tall and slim form of Night Eye, watching him with a smile on his face.

Analysis

"This was a horrible idea." Izuku said as he looked up at the gates in front of him. "This is a horrible and terrible idea, and this is going to end so badly for everyone involved."

"Oh, calm down my boy!" All Might exclaimed as he stood next to the greenette in his buff form. "This will work out just fine and we'll be more than prepared to handle any situations that might occur."

Izuku sent a glare at the older man, knowing that he was using his time limit up just by standing there with him. "Sure, and then we'll have a massive battle here at the school against All for One where the world will see what you truly look like."

That made the other pause before laughing out loud. "If that happens, we'll be more than ready to handle it all. After all, I have you at my side and you have me and others as well. You are no longer alone, and you no longer need worry about being alone during an attack." He sent a look at Izuku's black fingerless gloved hands a look, knowing the other had already mastered bringing One for All to the front and ready to use. He was cracking bones after a certain percentage, but he could still use a solid of 25% of the power. More than he thought he would have been able to use at this age.

"That doesn't mean I can't be prepared for anything that comes my way." His eyes shined and Toshinori felt the hair on his neck rise. This kid knew something, and it didn't bode well for whatever was heading their way.

He coughed and shook his head instead as he raised his hands to enfold the school between them. "Either way! Welcome to your Hero Accademia Young Midoriya! Let us make you into a fine Hero!"

Izuku chuckled as he took looked towards U.A. It was once his dream school and now he could walk among the halls as a student.

He sweat dropped though as he remembered the fact that he was an adult stuck in a teen's body. 'This is going to be tedious and boring.' He just knew it.

That didn't stop the smile on his face though as he walked through the doors of U.A. to follow the path of the heroes before him.

He couldn't wait to get started.

Analysis

A.N. Now, before you get pissed at me, let me explain.

This is part one of this series. I planned only two parts out. This is the Overhaul arc I had planned out and now we'll be moving onto the League Arc and a lot of shit is going to happen in that arc! Be ready for that but it'll be a while since I have school coming up again and hopefully I'll find time but don't count on it anytime soon. Until then, suffer, sorry because there's nothing else to do till then. I hope you all liked this first part and that you'll review and let me know. Until I set the second part up, I wish you all a new year and good luck to follow!