Principal Nezu's Office- 1:30 p.m.

U.A. High.

A school designed for molding the future of the teenage members of Japanese society into becoming the heroes that will one day be the ones to stomp out evil and save the lives of millions, inspiring the generations after to follow suite with their endeavors.

And a small rat/bear-like creature, dressed in a suit and tie, is the principal.

Nedzu's little soft steps tip toed on the cold marble floors spread across his office. The white furred mammal went back and forth with piles of documents on top of paperwork. A usual afternoon as principal of the prestigious school U.A.

There was a brief thud that was followed by Nedzu's soft paws clapping his hands off of dusts. These old documents were planned to be thrown out before the new semester of U.A starts, and Nedzu would be lying if he didn't say that he had been slacking off.

"There we go, all done." Nedzu said in relief.

When he was walking back to the storage room, planning to check if he missed something, he stopped right before the window of his office. "I must say, this day is looking more and more pleasant." Said the small rat/bear-like creature.

"Another year is upon us for the youth of tomorrow to make the ascension into becoming heroes. It almost seems like it's becoming redundant at this point to keep talking about it since that's what this school was designed for." He continued, looking up at the ceiling. His hands snaked on top of his desk, where a small cup of hot tea sat comfortably along with mountains of papers.

"I do enjoy my job, but I feel like something more can be done than just accepting the best of the best..." Principal Nedzu said aloud as he walked away from the windows and back towards his desk, sitting in the large revolving chair that was behind it.

"I don't want U.A. to be just the best school for young and impressionable children to become heroes, I feel like we can do more... Be more..." He continued. "Hmmmmmm..."

Suddenly, a page came in from an intercom on Nezu's desk, prompting the humanly dressed animal to press the button to answer. "Hello? What is it, Akane?"

"Hello, principal, this is just a reminder to tell you to look for those student admission files for the upcoming semester. The files should be in that filing cabinet next to the wall on the right in front of your desk along with previous student records." said an assistant named Akane over the pager.

"Ahhh yes, thanks for the reminder." he said as he moved his finger away from the pager. Standing up, he moved away from his desk to and begun to walk to the filing cabinet.

But as he was walking away, another call got in. Automatically, the pager opened the line. "I'm sorry principal, but I forgot to remind you that Hisaki Adachi will be arriving shortly to your office." Akane's mildly static voice said.

"Adachi again, huh? I wonder what he wants this time." He stretched his arm out to grab the top cabinet but was struggling to pull it out from its currently closed state. Not helping the fact was the large height difference between the cabinet and the smaller Nedzu.

"Ugh... come on already." He said as he struggled to reach the top drawer. "Why couldn't I have been born with a Quirk that made me taller, not just smarter... oh wait, than I wouldn't have been named the principal for the school now, would I?"

At his wits end, he jumped in the air, attempting to grab the handle on the cabinet until he was finally able to clutch the top drawer with his paw.

"Gotcha!- Oh no...Ahhh!" After grabbing on the cabinets top handle, the extra weight of Principal Nedzu and the cabinet begun to cause the cabinet to fall forward and on top of the principal, sticking him underneath. The drawers, following suite, had the begun to come slightly open and caused folders filled with papers to begin to spill out and land all over the floor of his office.

"...well this is quite the pickle." said Nedzu as he looked at the mess of documents and manila folders covering the floor.

As he was picking himself up, there was a knock on the office door. "Principal Nedzu? It's me, Hisaki, I heard some noise that made me wonder if you're alright."

"Yes! Yes! I'm alright, nothing I can't handle. I can clean this mess myself." said Principal Nezu in a reassuring tone as he pulled himself out from under the cabinet. "Come in! Come in! I supposed there's something important that you want to show me?"

The door slid open, and showed a well-built young man with quite the jet black hair, slick backed like a groomed lion's mane. He wore a black suit and tie with a white shirt under it. There was a stubble under his hard look, and a frown came when he caught a sight of Nedzu. There was a document folder wedged between his arms.

"This is gonna take me awhile." said Nedzu as he begun to pick up papers. "Ok this is from a few years ago, this is from the current semester, and these are the upcoming student files here..." He said as he was trying to sort all the papers back in their proper folders.

Nedzu then turned to Hisaki with his hands full of folders. "What was it that you wanted to talk to me about?"

Hisaki, while picking up the remaining folders, said, "It wasn't me, my superiors wanted to propose something." He said in a grunted voice.

The both of them began putting back the useless folders on the cabinet. "Ah, I remember you saying that you began working in a private jail?"

Hisaki nodded, his eyes stern as he faced the small mammal. "Yes. And there is an issue that the owner would like you to see."

Nedzu hummed. "Very well. Why don't you take a seat? I will occupy you shortly, right after I finish organizing these folders.

As he was finished putting the folders back in, he went to his desk where he sat across from Hisaki. Something caught his eye, and it was a file that Hisaki brought with him. It was the same as every other folder stuffed into the filing cabinet but it had a large set of letters posted on it that spelled: "H.R.I."

"Well this is peculiar...this is a U.A file obviously, but I haven't ever seen this file before." Nedzu remarked. Which made Hisaki pushed the folder closer towards Nedzu, urging him to read it. "How are you by the way, Hisaki?"

Hisaki's stern face stayed frozen, but there was softness in his voice. "I am quite alright."

"Still the poker-faced man you used to be, huh?" Nedzu chuckled.

Hisaki, whose serious look never seemed to change, had his mouth split into a decent smile. "I can surprise you."

As Nedzu began reading the files inside, Hisaki began explaining his situation further. "I have worked as a prison warden for about fifteen years now, but there has been a rise of juvenile criminals lately. The owners are actually worried about the rise of criminality at such young age, and thus they decided to consult someone in search for an advice to handle this problem." Hisaki explained, before adding, "He gave us this. It haven't been tried before, but he said it's worth the experiment."

"Hmmmmm... Huh...Well this is...interesting...Very interesting..." He said as he scanned the papers, thoroughly looking at every word and detail written. He turned his attention back to Hisaki. "And who did they consult? Surely they didn't find this document in their private prison filing cabinets."

"The last principal was the one they consulted to." Hisaki told him, earning a surprised look from the current principal. "Apparently, this program was planned years ago, when scientists hypothesized that Quirk mutations manifested at the age of 6. They planned this program in case of teenagers began using their enhancements for the incorrect purposes."

"Now this...is just what I was thinking about!" Nedzu said aloud. But then, his ecstatic smile fell. "And I suppose you'd like to transfer all your underage prisoners in U.A's care?"

"No, no." Hisaki simply said. "The owners proposed something as close as 12 people, for a test run."

Nedzu had his smile back. "I'll have to say, this is a very good concept. Wow, the owners want to give direct funding too!"

"I... I'll have to be honest, I think this idea is too far-fetched." Hisaki told him. "But it's a nice thought, even though the juvenile prisoners I deal with are much harder to educate than they look."

"Hmm… yes… but I think we can work well with 12 children. And also, think about what would happen if this experiment turns out as a success. There will be dozens of schools made to reform troubled children and young thugs, I always think that 'to avoid evil, one must be taught what it is'."

Hisaki scratched his stubble, before nodding in agreement. "I'll have your decision be informed to the directors."

"It was nice speaking to you again, Hisaki." And with a brief handshake, Hisaki bowed and made his leave with the paper left in Nedzu's office.

Nedzu placed the H.R.I folder inside his desk, and begun calling his secretary.

"Yes, Principal?" said Akane through the intercom.

"Akane, can you make some phone calls for me? I got some people I want to discuss something with." said Nedzu with a small smile on his face. He thought for a second before calling his secretary again, "And tell Hisaki Adachi, to come meet me tomorrow in my office at 9:30 p.m."

"Will do, Mr. Principal, sir."

Principal Nedzu's Office- 4:23 p.m.

Inside the office of Principal Nedzu's, there were several well-dressed individuals taking seats on the couches and chairs located within his office. The sun sat on the sky, near the horizon, signaling that evening is here.

One was a very scruffy looking man with a bored face and a grey scarf named Shota Aizawa or "Eraser Head" to some, another was an overblown looking man with blonde hair, a pair of sunglasses and a small moustache named "Present Mic," another was a spiky haired woman dressed in a business suit "Midnight," and another was a man dressed in a large scale astronauts outfit named "Thirteen."

"I'm glad to see all you Heroes were able to come on such short notice, and be able to wear something other than your supersuits. I see we are missing someone though." said Principal Nedzu while checking his watch.

"He is late, isn't he?" said Aizawa with his leg up and his arms crossed, referring to the missing person.

Suddenly, a sound of loud and fast footsteps begun to be heard by the people in the room as they turned their attention to the door. The speedy footsteps continued to get louder and louder until a large man with blonde hair that has two strands standing upward, large muscles and an overly exaggerated smile on his face emerged from the doorway.

"FRET NO MORE, MY AWAITING COMRADES! FOR I, ALL MIGHT, AM HERE!" Said the boisterous man named All Might. Very peculiar, how his face stays darkly shaded even though all the lights in the room are on.

"Nice of you to join us, but your about 11 minutes late for this meeting." said Thirteen calmly. This caused All Might to wince at the acknowledgment of his inability to arrive at the predetermined time and he sunk his head in partial shame for his lateness.

"Sorry about that-" suddenly a puff of smoke had over taken All Might's body until he had become a skeletal version of himself that was more smaller and brittle than his large form, hacking out blood from his mouth onto the floor of Principal Nedzu's office. "S-sorry...ugh...I spent a lot of time today...doing things that required my Hero form and I got tired on the way here." he continued while holding his chest.

"It's alright, All Might, take a rest." Proclaimed Nedzu as he offered him a seat, prompting the bony man to sit down.

"So why did you call us here?" All Might asked.

"Why I called you all here is a very peculiar reason indeed." Nezu said with a charming little smirk on his face.

"Please, just get to the point, I want to go home and sleep..." Aizawa complained.

"It's not even dinner time yet..." Midnight said in response. Her deadpan causes Aizawa to throw her a look.

"Sorry, I may as well cut to the chase than bother you all for too long." This response caused All Might to smirk.

"Thank you, Aizawa's complaining. I don't want to be here too long. Nedzu's rambling can cause even sloths to want to run as far away from him." thought All Might in his head.

"I want you all to look at these folders." Nedzu said as he placed a series of folders marked "H.R.I." on the table in front of the people in his office. Each one of them grabbing a copy. "And I want you all to take a moment to read these contents." Nedzu told them.

In response, the Heroes looked into the folders and begun to read some very interesting and yet, bizarre statements and ideas for a project called the "Heroics Reforming Initiative."

"Thoughts?" Principal Nedzu said curiously, and impatiently at the same time. "I just so happen to be offered to do a trial-run, and it turns out that the program was written by one of the original founders of our little high school. So I made copies."

"I can't really read this through my helmet. Can someone describe what's going on with these papers?" Thirteen asked in need of help.

"Well! Based on what it says, it looks like a schools itinerary for a reformations class!" Present Mic shouted and explained.

"A what?" Thirteen asked.

"Well I read it, but I don't really understand it much." Midnight stated, scratching her head. "'observation, and data collection, of delinquency in youth, and their interactions with one another under the circumstances of a common classroom', sounds like a reform school to me."

"This sounds a bit odd." Aizawa stated in conjecture. "We can't take in more students than the numbers we accepted to take in the entrance exam, much less 'juveniles who are recorded with past crimes, villainy affiliation, and domestic abuse, in which it affects greatly on their mental health'."

"In other words, it's basically a rehabilitation program for troubled youths. Are you planning to turn U.A. into a reform school Nedzu?" said All Might as he continued to look through the papers. In response, Nedzu continued to smile.

"Not exactly. Earlier today, I had a bit of an epiphany." this response from Nedzu prompted Aizawa to raise an eyebrow. "I love this school and all the students who come in here and make each and every day something special. Because every student who can just make it through the front door has already proven that they want to become a hero. That's what you call "resolve" or "desire" or something like that."

"But deep down inside my stomach, I don't want the U.A. to only be the school made for the sake of making new heroes of children who have shown potential early on. From the way our society works, if anyone has shown signs of negative traits early on in their youth, they typically don't make much of their lives in the later parts of their time on Earth. Chances are higher for them to become villains or petty criminals that get locked away inside penitentiaries with nothing more to look forward to than the smell of a cell." Nedzu monologued. "I had a detour when a certain someone offered this out of the blue."

"Ok? Then what more do you want U.A. to be?" asked Aizawa in curiosity.

"I want this school to not only be known for being the best school for heroics. I want to prove it can be a beacon of hope." said Nedzu as he looked at the Heroes with serious eyes.

"A beacon of hope?" Ms. Midnight asked.

"I think we could do this. I think we can make even more of a difference than what we do now. And this project idea I have found just might make that happen." Nedzu continued.

"Be more specific, principal. You sound like your rattling nonsense at this point." Aizawa stated bluntly.

"Here is what I want us to do: It will be a test, no doubt, but I think this might work. I want to assemble a class in the school comprised of young boys and girls who might lack futures. Deliquents, ne'er-do-wells, the offspring of real terrors and criminals. I want to assemble them into a class that will make them go from future Villains into future Heroes." Nedzu proclaims to the surprised group of Heroes.

Thirteen, Midnight and surprisingly, Present Mic were quiet, unsure of how to comprehend what they were hearing coming out the mouth of the U.A. Principal. Assembling a class, comprised of delinquents and possible future villains and teaching them how to be Heroes?

It almost sounded like the words of a mad man. Or in this case, a mad rat/bear/dog hybrid.

"It wouldn't work..." Aizawa spoke up in response to Nedzu's proclamation. "This school already is hard enough to even get in for the normal students, the ones that show maximum Hero potential and the rest that get in are put into general studies, business courses and the support groups."

"Am I to believe that we can seriously pull off rounding up a bunch of trouble makers and children that are the seeds of villains and make the statement that they can become heroes if they are just gonna end up wasting other people times?" Aizawa continued.

"I understand the concern you show, Aizawa. You make a point that can't be denied." Nedzu said acknowledging Aizawas intelligence. "But let me ask a serious question..." This statement caused the heroes to turn their attention back to Nedzu in intrigue.

"Let's say your parents were a pair of real supervillains and you were just some young man who just so happened to be their son. Do you think you would have wound up being "Eraser Head?"' Nezu stated, looking directly at Aizawa.

"..." Aizawa remained silent, the other heroes, including All Might, remained just the same, awaiting further words from the Principal. "Well?" Nezu stated.

"No. Even I wouldn't think about being a hero if my parents were a pair of villains." Aizawa stated with closed eyes and a neutral expression. "Your point?"

"Who is to say that isn't the same for these young men and women that currently attend middle schools or home schooling that grown up in poor neighborhoods, broken households or even the rare chance of being the son or daughter of a truly evil human being? Their Quirks and talents, gone to waste on "could have beens" or that mentality you displayed that they are...worthless because of their circumstances." Nedzu continued.

"Worthless...because of circumstances..." All Might thought in his head as the image of a young man with green hair, freckles and no Quirk to call his own emerged in his mind.

"I have a Quirk called "High Spec" and it has given me so much intelligence that I don't almost know what to do with it half the time. Makes you wonder just how dangerous I would have made the world if I didn't have a conscience." Nedzu stated to the intrigue of the Heroes sitting in front of him.

"Picture what all of you would have been like if you let your Quirks run haywire as children because you didn't think you could become a hero because of your background. Midnight, I'm pretty sure putting people to sleep with your Quirk would have made stealing from banks a lot easier for someone such as yourself." that statement caused Midnight to scratch her cheek in embarrassment at the possibility.

"Or how about you, Thirteen and your "Black Hole" Quirk. A lot of murder could be "getting away with" if circumstances led you down a nefarious path." Thirteen showed no response in reaction but kept looking at the principal.

"And I'd be afraid to find out what the peoples Symbol of Peace would be like as an enemy." Nedzu said looking straight at All Might whose face looked more than just serious.

"I want some approval by you as faculty. You won't be teaching them, this will be a secret to most of the school and the student body of the upcoming semester. I can find other professors outside the school to help with their enrollment and development." Nedzu stated to the Heroes. "Although, I am already set on a temporary homeroom teacher for the class, I am sure that this will be an opportunity to open new job vacancies."

"I think we can really make more of a difference than ever by being the school that doesn't just produce Heroes from untrained children. But also from the children that no one believes has that chance to be great." Nedzu stated as he moved over to his desk.

Nedzu then pulled out a contract from his desk. On the contract, it listed several lines for signing approval to the creation of the "Heroics Reforming Initiative" program. To seeing this contract, out of nervousness, none of the heroes reached forward to grab the pens and sign. Until one Hero, reached forward to grab a pen and signed his name down: "All Might."

"I want to believe this can work...Let's just say lately, I have been around some people that have changed things for me, and I am willing to believe anything nowadays. Hehe... plus I trust the school principals judgements, they typically don't fail." said All Might slightly weak and tired but reassuring to Nedzu's idea.

"Hey! If All Might thinks it can work! Then why not!?" Present Mic said before signing his name.

"Ok, I'll agree, I might find some new whipping boys and girls out of it if they fail." Midnight said with a smirk before signing her name.

"I guess I'll do it too." said Thirteen as he signed his name. All but one Hero has signed the approval document: Shota Aizawa.

"..." Aizawa just sat there on the couch, looking at the paper without saying a word. Until suddenly he took the paper and begun to write his name in. To the happiness of Principal Nedzu and smiles of her Hero co-workers.

"I'll take your word for it...but don't even think about putting me in charge of them..." Aizawa said as he grabbed a yogurt tube from his pocket and begun to walk away.

"Don't worry, you won't be involved at all, Mr. Aizawa." said Principal Nedzu with a smile on his face as Aizawa walked out the room.

"So what do you need us to do?" All Might asked the principal.

"The third party had already decided which of the individuals they have on record will be the subject of these experiments. I will give you a list of people you'll need to collect, the top 12 with the most potential." Nedzu explained as he picked up the approval paper from the table.

"Only 12!?" Present Mic shouted.

"Remember, this program is highly experimental. It's a first time attempt at something like this and we need to start small to even begin to make this work." explained Nedzu.

After that, the heroes began to take their leave and return to their homes for the rest of the evening until Principal Nedzu was the only one remaining in his office, looking out at the windows as the heroes walk out of U.A.

"A beacon of hope...because not all children born from evil are made evil...hehe, I might just write that on a T-shirt." Nedzu joked as he sipped tea while watching the sun set on the first day of a new beginning for U.A. High.

Hi, as you all know, this story is originally made by GiintokiSakata. And I am the co-author that aids him in writing and ideas.

Sadly, due to the circumstances that GiintokiSakata cannot ignore, he had backed down from finishing this story.

On his last chapter, there was a mention of the story being in adoption. Now, for all the people who already asked GiintokiSakata for a contract of this story, I'm sorry, I took it. I asked him and he lent it to me.

Now, the first ten characters of the original story is already fixed and will be canon in this one. Their creators are GiintokiSakata himslef, keller75863548274483, PainX65, JackHammerMan, Hofund, Ultimate Hunter X, ThalioTP (myself), UnoriginalName, reven228 and Firealis. One last thank you to them for submitting their OCs. I'm sorry if I have not informed you of this reboot.

There will be a few changes, including a new teacher, and two more spots at the OC table (1 male and 1 female).

For those who want to submit their own OCs, please PM me after reading this author's note. Remember, only two spots available so you better be quick.

We will introduce the main character next time, on My Hero Academia : Delinquents Class!

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