Greetings, and welcome to my first story.

I'll keep this nice and short. Kinda nervous about this, not sure if I'll do well, but I'll try my best. I've always wanted to do this, and I decided to do this finally. Since I'm sort of a novice at this, I appreciate some feedback if I lack anything in the story or if I'm simply going too fast or slow. Other than that, I'll keep an eye on my own mistakes as well.

I've had this idea for a while, and I know how the story will most likely go. There arent many stories where Izuku has multiple quirks, the ones that do exist haven't been updated for a while. Most OP Izuku stories have their own type of plot that can really try to branch away from the canon series. In my opinion, they can get a little confusing at times with all the new scenarios and OCs, and most readers don't really want to read about that. So for my story, I'm going to try and stay mostly on canon with a few flashbacks here and there (nothing too big, just to explain a few details) to keep you, the readers, entertained.

So without further ado, let the story begin!

(Revised as of 4/14/20

Aizawa let out a soft sigh in the cold night.

Just earlier, he was in a meeting with other Pro Heroes and police on a raid they were going to perform the same night. There were new reports of an organization they have been investigating for quite some time, a little over five years. According to the reports, the organization was ready to launch a weapon they have been developing since the start of the organization. Unfortunately, the police were unable to uncover what the new weapon was. What is it a hand-weapon? A missile? A weapons vehicle? They weren't exactly sure. They did, however, have a lead on what it could be.

Quirk engineering.

Since the start of Quirks, people have been able to find new ways to use their newfound powers. Some used it to help in everyday life or for entertainment. Unfortunately, it also gave birth to new and dangerous villains. Thankfully, the job of being a Pro Hero began to arise, and soon they began handling these new threats, with specific laws, of course. However, only about 80% of the population was able to awaken their Quirks with the rest of the 20% remaining Quirkless. For many years, people believed that there was no way for the Quirkless to suddenly awaken a Quirk. It was just ridiculous.

The organization disagreed with this.

They believed that there was, in fact, a way for the Quirkless to manifest a quirk. For years they researched and extracted tissue samples from countless people and gathered scientists who supported their cause. From there, they began their new project on developing quirks for all humans, hoping that they would be able to provide Quirks for all. Unfortunately, their research ran into a roadblock when they didn't have the funds for equipment, and their research only went so far as to what they were given.

That was until a man approached them.

He claimed to be a scientist like them, one who was very interested in their theory. From there, he provided the necessary funding and equipment. He even offered them his own notes, stating that it had information that he was currently working on and that he could use them if they so wished. When asked why he was doing this for them, he merely said,

"I want to see just how far us humans will go. The thirst for knowledge is so great, that we will do everything we can to obtain it. For what purpose will you truly use it for? After all, some of the worst things created were made for the best intentions…"

The same man stayed with them for a while, guiding them in their research and experiments, even advising on what they should do to further their operations. That was until he abruptly left. This baffled the small organization, but ignored it and continued with what was left of the notes the man provided.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, they weren't very successful in their project. As time went on, they resorted to the darker side of research and human experimentation. Countless numbers of their subjects died, either through exhaustion, pain, or the strain of the quirk they were given. After a few years, it seemed that their project was going to end in failure.

That is until three months ago.

From what Aizawa has heard, the organization began to finally receive positive results on the new test subject they acquired weeks before they started their experiment with him. Things were going well, a little too well for the Pro Hero's liking. The raid they were to perform tonight was to ensure that the organization was put to a stop from progressing any further and, hopefully, contain their new weapon.

"I'm not getting paid enough for this," Aizawa grumbled. 'This raid better be fast. I'm losing sleep for this.'

"Ready, Shouta!?" Present Mic, or Yamada Hizashi, yelled as they walked to meet up with the other heroes that will be with them in the raid.

They expected several villains in the concealed barn. They suspected that they'd have to fight some villains, with a possibility of a few being test subjects as well. Whether they were strong or not, it didn't matter to the organization. They were there to buy time for them to escape.

The heroes assigned to the raid were Eraserhead, Present Mic, All Might, and Endeavor. Three well-known heroes and an Underground one.

"Not to worry, Aizawa! With all of us, I'm sure that we'll be able to pull this off as quickly as possible!" All Might exclaimed as he gave him a thumbs up.

"I sure hope so."

Endeavor rolled his eyes, "Let's get this over with." he growled and stormed towards the old splintering door.

Aizawa ran through the halls, trying to locate the room in which the weapon was stored away. As it turned out, the barn had multiple levels underground, a fact that greatly surprised (and annoyed) the Underground hero.

"Fuck my life."

The raid so far was a success. Numerous villains and scientists were apprehended, with only a few having to be knocked unconscious. Although, the real surprise was when they were desperate enough to release all the test subjects they experimented on, causing more trouble for the heroes and police along the way.

'If they were this determined to protect whatever it is that they developed, I could only imagine exactly how much power this 'weapon' holds.' He silently mused to himself before he ran into a room.

From Aizawa could tell, the room was a lab of some sort, filled with tubes of several varieties. Some small, some large. Some full… and some broken. Blood was splattered against the floor and wall while glass littered the floor. As Aizawa roamed his eyes across the room, a peculiar item caught his attention.

'Hm? What's this?' Walking forward to one of the tables, Aizawa was able to make out a series of notes. What caught his attention was a folder, while all the other records were scattered, almost as if someone else was in a hurry to escape. Most likely from the raid, but based on the broken tubes and splotches of blood, that probably wasn't the case.

Opening the file, Aizawa's eyes widened. There were several arrays of recorded Quirk samples they've obtained over the years as well as the various people they experimented on. As he read on, the recordings stated that the age span from what they've tested on ranged from just four years old, to as old as 60.

Aizawa's nose scrunched up in disgust, "Sick."

As he continued to examine the notes, one particular document caught his eye. Carefully removing it from the folder, Aizawa saw that it was not another research paper, but rather a diary entry from one of the scientists. Raising an eyebrow at this, Aizawa began reading.

It is astounding how far these scientists have gone. Their research was extensive, in fact, their theory nearly matches mine, yet at the same time, not. Very close, they are to achieving their goal but are too afraid to cross the boundary. Perhaps with a little push in the right direction, will they finally be able to have a breakthrough.

They may not have the same high intellect as I have, but it'll do. If this project of theirs succeeds, we could be looking at a new troop in our forces, one that will best even my children. If they follow my directions well, the weapon they create will be unstoppable, one that could be used to keep the other children in line. All they need is some guidance, and thanks to Master's permission, I can finally take part in this project of theirs.

-Dr. U

"Children?" Aizawa said out loud, 'There are more of them? If there are, how many?' Questions for later, I have to find their weapon.'

Pocketing the folder, Aizawa continued running through the halls in search of their goal.

'This must be it.' Aizawa thought as he found the only remaining room he hadn't checked. As he entered, Aizawa quickly dodged a knife aiming for his neck and promptly pinned the scientist down onto the floor.

"Gaah!"

"Are you the lead scientist in this little experiment?" Aizawa asked, glaring at the squirming assailant.

"Get off!" The man snarled from underneath him.

Aizawa scoffed, "Yeah, right. Now talk."

"I won't tell you anything! And I'll never will!" He yelled as slowly he passed out underneath Aizawa.

"Thanks for making this harder for me than it already is." He softly released. Bastard probably sedated himself so that we won't get information out of him for a while. Aizawa thought as he began to eye the room.

It was surprisingly clean. Far more than the rest of the rooms, he checked.

'Although calling it clean is a bit of a stretch,' He thought, 'It still stinks like the rest of them.'

As Aizawa continued to explore, he stopped as he spotted a small cellar towards the back of the room. Shrugging his shoulders, he made his way over to encasement. The closer he got, the more was he able to make out what seemed to be a little boy in dirty rags, curled up in a ball in the corner.

"Hey, kid," Aizawa called out to the boy.

No response. 'Must be asleep.'

He approached the cell door, careful enough so that he may not spook the boy. As soon as he got close, Aizawa quickly pulled back as the boy suddenly lunged towards him.

"Hey, calm down." He said to the boy, who chose to ignore him and proceeded to adopt into a fighting stance.

No openings. Aizawa noted. He's covering all possible weak spots that he could have, including those that most people aren't aware of. Just who exactly is he?

He shook his head and tried to approach the boy again, albeit more slowly than before. The boy flinched back as he saw the action.

"I'm not with them," Aizawa explained to the boy. "We're here to rescue you."

The boy gave him a questioning look.

"Us, the Pro-Heroes," Aizawa explained. "My name is Shouta Aizawa. Or Eraserhead. Whichever you prefer, what's your name?" He asked as he knelt down to meet the boy's eye.

The boy hesitated before he finally responded in a small voice.

"Izuku… Izuku Midoriya."

So what do you guys think? I think it's not so bad. Sorry if it seems short and not as informative as it should be, but this was just a prologue of sorts. The next chapter should have a little more in-depth of what's going to happen to Izuku as well as the quirks that he has. Updates may be slow, with a new chapter coming in during the weekends, but I can't make any promises. Writing (or typing?) is time-consuming. Hell, this chapter took me about two hours because I kept going back to make sure that it seemed reasonable enough. Since it's the holidays, you may expect a chapter on Friday. Who knows? Until then, enjoy the rest of your day!