Hi everyone! If you're reading this, I'm glad you clicked on my story. I hope you read and enjoy it!

With that said, this is a crossover between Hunter x Hunter and My Hero Academia. There are some things in this story that are different from the canon works, so I will list these below:

-Gon still has his Nen as if nothing ever happened, so he never lost it in the first place.

-I had to remove one student from Class 1-A and Class 1-B each to keep 20 students. 21 is an awkward number, so I decided to remove Koji Koda from 1-A and Nirengeki Shoda from 1-B. I removed Koda because he has had little development in the My Hero Academia anime (I have not read the manga, so he might've had more development there, but I am still sticking to this decision). As for Shoda, I simply went on the MHA wiki and checked which male student in 1-B seemed to have the least written on their wiki page, and that happened to be Shoda.

There are also some general things that that might be helpful. Gon and Killua are both 15 in this story. This focuses more on some characters that don't get a lot of time or development in the anime. We all know the things Midoriya, Bakugo, Uraraka, Iida, and Todoroki do, so I figured some different interactions would be cool.

With that said, I hope you enjoy the chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hunter x Hunter or My Hero Academia.

Chapter 1

Life sure was strange. One moment, you are laughing, teasing, and arguing with your best friend you have not seen in almost a year. The next moment, you tense up and clench your fists as your family of professional assassins hunts you down to bring you and your sister back home. A moment after that, you hear from your sister how much she appreciated the time she spent with you and then transports you and your best friend to a different place.

Luckily, Killua Zoldyck and his best friend, Gon Freecss, were used to strange things. From fighting mutant insects called Chimera Ants to beating a dangerous video game that was not technically a video game to trying to stop a group of the most powerful criminals in the world, the two teenagers had seen and done more than most people.

Finding themselves in a city called Musutafu with unusable phones, and a non-existent Hunters' Tavern website, Killua concluded that this was not their world.

Deciding to research and explore this new place, Gon did most of the exploring and Killua did all of the researching. Having read up on basic things such as laws and the pillars of society, Killua concluded there were three important aspects of this society. These were villains, heroes, and Quirks. Villains were people who broke the law. Heroes were people who stopped villains, but they had to be professionally licensed or else it was illegal. Quirks were special powers that many individuals had, which explained a lot of the weird appearances some people walked around with.

Agreeing that their only goal here was to find a way back home, Killua argued that being a villain and searching the underground for someone with a Quirk that could transport them to their world was the best option. Gon, however, being the adventurous boy he is, wanted to become a hero because it sounded more fun. Eventually, Killua gave in to Gon's stubbornness because he knew he could not convince his best friend otherwise.

After some more research, Killua found out the best hero school in their current country, Japan, was a school called U.A. Academy. It was conveniently located in their current city, Musutafu. Not having any money that actually worked as currency, the two stumbled upon a lady who owned a motel. The two boys had found a place to stay by offering to do chores for her in exchange for a room.

Killua threatened some underground people to forge their records, including their education and family, so that it seemed like they actually existed in this world. They applied for U.A. Academy's hero course, took the boring entrance exam, and were now at U.A. for their first day.

"Killua, I'm so excited for this! This is my first time going to school!" Gon exclaimed with a huge smile as they walked to the school in their uniforms. Over the past months Killua had not seen Gon, the green haired boy's voice became quite a bit deeper. They were both taller now, too, with Gon standing at 165 cm (5'5") and Killua was a bit taller at 168 cm (5'6").

Killua rolled his eyes at his best friend's antics. "Yeah, it's my first time going to school too." Then he smirked as he remembered something from the past when Gon tried coming up with a Nen ability. "Try not to explode and malfunction if you don't understand something."

Frowning and ignoring Killua's laughter, he said, "Sure, I'll try." His frown soon turned into a huge open-mouth smile as he saw U.A. coming close. He could see the huge glass buildings in the front and the much smaller blue arc that served as a gate with the golden U.A. logo at the center of the gate.

Gon could not keep his excitement, so he started running to the school. Killua sighed as he ran after his friend, and they both got to the gate and entered the school shortly. Killua put a hand on Gon's shoulder. "Now, remember Gon, your Quirk is called Boost. It's a simple Quirk, it gives you extra speed and power. That'll explain why you're fast and strong. We don't know how powerful this world is, but if the hero fights we saw online were any representation, we can move a lot faster than them, and we're much stronger. So try keeping it down."

Gon nodded enthusiastically and then sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. "Though that's a little hard because I already broke the school record in the entrance exam…"

Killua snorted. "Whatever. Don't try to be too fast or strong here. Anyways, I'll see you at lunch. Probably." He started to walk off towards his class, Class 1-A.

The green haired teen waved at his silver haired friend. "Later, Killua!" The other teen only put a hand up in return.

Turns out, Killua's Class 1-A and Gon's Class 1-B were only down the hall from each other.

Killua entered his class to hear the glasses guy he saw at the entrance exam yelling at a rude and obnoxious ash blond who had his feet on his desk. Not wanting to give the scene any attention, the silver haired teen went straight to his seat in the back corner of the class, the farthest seat from the door.

Eventually, the class was greeted by a yellow sleeping bag, in which their homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa, had been sleeping in before class. He told everyone to put on their gym uniforms and meet at P.E. Grounds. They were going to do the Quirk Apprehension Test, whatever that was.

Killua, not much for socializing, put his uniform and did not notice his classmates staring at him.

"Woah, dude, you're ripped!" a guy with spiky red hair, Ejiro Kirishima, told Killua. A blond boy and black haired boy with cylindrical elbows laughed at the redhead's comment. Killua only raised an eyebrow.

"Man, Kirishima, you were really looking at the guy?" the blond snickered to the redhead.

"Uhhhh…" Kirishima rubbed his hand behind his head and looked away from Killua. "Well, it was just a compliment…"

Killua took notice of a green haired teen looking at him too, and then the obnoxious ash blond from earlier had rage written on his face as he looked at the green haired boy. The moment Killua put his blue eyes on the ash blond, he looked back with his red eyes and grit his teeth.

Shrugging, Killua left the change room and went to find P.E. Grounds alongside the glasses boy, a boy with short blond hair and a tail sticking out, and another blond with longer hair and a belt strapped around his midsection.

"You there!" the glasses boy approached Killua as he noticed he was walking with them. "I have not yet introduced myself to you. My name is Tenya Iida, it is a pleasure to meet you!" He stuck his hand out for a handshake.

Killua took his hand and shook. "Killua Zoldyck, nice to meet you. Just call me Killua."

"That is a…very unique name!" Iida said as he put a finger to his chin. "By chance, are you an international student?"

Killua hesitated for a split second. It was a tricky question to answer. International was not the right word…more like intergalactic or even beyond if such a word existed. Of course, he was not going to reveal that unless necessary. "No, I was born here in Japan. My parents just had a different taste for names, I guess." Iida nodded in understanding and opened his mouth, but Killua cut him off. "What about you two?" he asked the other two guys.

"I'm Mashirao Ojiro," the one with the tail said. "Nice to meet you, Killua."

"And I am Yuga Aoyama!" the one with the belt winked towards Killua, which made the hunter raise his eyebrow again.

When everyone was at P.E. Grounds, Aizawa took a quick headcount and started speaking. "We're going to be doing a Quirk Apprehension Test. It will have the same fitness tests you did in middle school but without the irrational government regulations. Here, you are free to use your Quirks when it will help. Try your best and see how you do."

"Oh, this is going to be fun!" a pink skinned girl with pink hair, Mina Ashido, pumped her first in the air.

"Yeah, we get to use our Quirks!" Kirishima exclaimed as well.

Aizawa's mouth formed a grin. "Fun, you say? Alright then. Whoever comes last at the end of all eight tests will be expelled. I hope you try your hardest to not come last." The atmosphere in the air instantly changed, and most students felt the pressure building up from inside of them. "Bakugo, could you give us a demonstration? Throw this ball from this circle using your Quirk. Do whatever you need to."

He gave the ball to Bakugo, the rude ash blond, and the teen got ready to throw it. What looked like explosions to Killua popped up around the teen's hand until he launched it.

"DIE!" Bakugo launched the ball, and nearby students felt the air ripple around them. Aizawa looked at the measuring device in his hand and held it out once the ball touched the ground. It read 705.2 meters. Killua had to admit, Bakugo had a cool Quirk. A shame the boy himself was not cooler.

"Remember to give it your all. Go beyond, Plus Ultra," Aizawa droned in his montonous tired voice.

The students were nervous but excited to show off what they could do. But Killua?

He was bored.

But he did not want to show it. He could tell Aizawa would not accept some half effort results. I have to not try hard, but I also have to make a face that makes it look like I'm trying hard. If I do too well on everything, he'll get suspicious because my Quirk is Electricity. Have to be in line with the rest of these people…

On the 50 meter sprint, Killua was running next to the tallest girl in the class. His Nen, in the form of electricity, flowed through his body as he activated Godspeed. Once the timer started, he pushed his legs forward at a fraction of his real speed. The timer read 2.97 seconds when he finished, and Killua recalled nobody else in the class had run it in under three seconds.

I could've ran way faster. Impossible for their eyes to track, actually. But using Godspeed looks flashy, and it gives a good appearance that I tried my hardest. Speed of Lightning is actually so cool, Killua was flooded with memories of when he first created the ability. I can choose exactly which speed I want to run at. Great ability here.

Killua noticed the girl next to him about a second after he finished. He noticed the cannon at the starting line and raised both eyebrows.

"That was really cool," Killua told the taller girl with a curious look. The compliment got her attention. "What Quirk allows you to make a cannon?"

The girl gave a small smile to the boy in front of her. "My Quirk is called Creation. I can create non-living objects from the lipids of my body, as long as I know the general make up of the object. I am Momo Yaoyorozu, by the way." She stuck a hand out for the boy to take.

Killua whistled, seriously impressed by her Quirk. The range of powers in this world sure was endless. "That's really awesome, super versatile. I'm Killua Zoldyck but just call me Killua." He shook her hand. What was with these people and shaking hands? He could not figure it out.

Most of the other tests were pretty boring, but the grip test was a small exception. Killua watched as Mezo Shoji, the guy with six arms, picked up 540 kilograms of weight. Having pushed a 64 ton gate after learning Nen, Killua knew he could pick up more than Shoji. But because his Quirk was Electricity, he had to tone it down. He settled for a reasonable 110 kilograms. Considering how some of the guys had seen his body, he knew they would think he had been working out for at least a few years. Thus, 110 kilograms was not very unbelievable for someone without a strength Quirk.

The rest of the tests flew by as well. His strong and flashy performance on the ball throw after he used electricity left many students with grins or their mouths wide open. He had gotten a distance of 916.7 meters.

Killua brought his attention to two other people during the ball throw. One was a girl with short brown hair, Ochako Uraraka, and he watched as she made the ball weightless and threw it beyond what his eyes could see.

The other was the green haired boy he noticed in the change rooms. He threw the ball, but then the ball did not go very far at all.

"I erased your Quirk," Aizawa told him plainly.

"Y-you e-erased my Quirk?" the boy stuttered out. "Then yo-you must be the Erasure Hero: Eraser Head!" The rest of the class was confused over who Eraser Head was.

"A Quirk like that, you have no control over it," he continued without batting an eye at the obvious confusion or accepting or denying the boy's conclusion. "You'll be a liability to any heroes who work with you because you'll break your limbs and become useless. The hero course is not for you, but I'll give you another throw and this time, you can use your Quirk. Prove me wrong. Prove that you deserve to be in this class."

Killua and few others heard a mutter from Bakugo, something like, "Deku can't handle his useless Quirk."

Killua felt a familiar buzz of power in the air coming from the boy. Without missing a beat, he used Gyo to check whether the boy's aura was doing anything. The result surprised him greatly. The boy had no aura around his entire body, but on his index finger, Killua saw the focused aura. His eyes froze in shock as he saw the Nen on the green haired boy's finger. Does everyone know how to use Nen here, or is it just him? But then again, I didn't see any Ten or Zetsu but there might be Ren. So what could that mean? The discovery and its implications hit him like a train. This world might not be the pushover he thought it was.

The mini shockwave of power hit Killua and brought him back to reality. He watched with a quizzical look on his face as the ball flew through the sky.

Aizawa grinned wildly at the sight the greenhead showed him and the class. The big change in expression surprised most of the class as they had already formed opinions on Aizawa and thought him to be incapable of showing much emotion.

"705.3 meters," Aizawa said with the grin still plastered on his face. "Good showing. Let's keep going through this."

"Sensei, I didn't break my arm!" The boy's face twitched and contorted as he struggled to keep a straight face. The class chuckled or became confused depending on if they understood why not breaking an arm was impressive. Killua felt his mind unable to answer why breaking a finger is good, but he shrugged it off, still thinking about the Nen he saw in Deku's finger. No point in overthinking it. I'll tell Gon back at the motel. He might be able to point out something really simple that I'm overlooking. He's good at that.

At the end, when the results were shown, Killua's eyes widened and eyebrows rose when he saw his name on the board. Really? Only Yaoyorozu beat me? He glanced at the girl who got first place, and it made sense to him. Her Quirk was very versatile, and she made a lot of things that helped her in these tests. He glanced around to the rest of the class and saw a visibly angry Bakugo. Turning back, Killua searched Bakugo's name on the board and saw it at fourth place underneath Shoto Todoroki, who Killua recalled was the boy with the large scar around his left eye and had half-white and half-red hair.

Having previously forgotten the threat of expulsion for the last place, Killua checked the name which read Izuku Midoriya. Scanning his classmates' faces, the green haired boy, Deku, popped up as someone who could be Izuku Midoriya in the current situation. The grimace of defeat was clear as day.

"Oh, I was lying about the expulsion," Aizawa announced with a grin. "That was just a logical way to get the best out of you."

Killua felt slight disappointment by the announcement, but he heard other people suck in their breath. He would have a felt a little bad for Midoriya, but he felt even more disappointed by Aizawa's lie. Oh well, doesn't matter to me. I did fine.

At lunch, Kirishima invited Killua to sit with them, but Killua denied the request by saying he was going to sit with his best friend who was in Class 1-B.

"1-B? Did you guys go to the same middle school?" Denki Kaminari, the blond who was one of Kirishima's friends, asked.

Killua nodded. "Yeah, we went to the same school. Sucks that he was put into 1-B though. Would've loved if he was in our class."

Hanta Sero chuckled from next to Kaminari. "Yeah, little unfortunate. But at least you get to see him during lunch."

"Alright I'll see you guys later." Killua put a hand up as a wave and sought to find Gon.

"Later, Zoldyck," Kirishima waved back.

"Call me Killua," he said without turning back around. After walking for a few seconds, the person he was looking for found him.

"Killua!" The silver haired boy heard Gon's voice from a mile away. "Over here!"

Killua spotted the uncontrollable waving hand amongst the sea of people. Some people shot Killua curious glances as they tried to remember where they had seen or heard that name before...that's right, the entrance exam. Killua had placed fifth.

"I see you've already made some friends," Killua remarked as his eyes wandered to the people settled at the table. One was a boy on Gon's left who had messy grey hair, sharp teeth, and...some tan or beige coloured thing around his eyes? Killua drew a blank while trying to understand what it was. Across from Gon and the other boy was a girl with green hair, but it did not quite resemble hair. The final guy was a blond with blue eyes who was…scowling at Killua, for some reason.

"Yeah, these are my friends! This is Tetsutetsu," Gon pointed to the grey hair guy who gave him a thumbs up and a huge grin filled with his sharp teeth. "This is Shiozaki," he pointed at the girl who gave a pleasant smile and wave. "And this is Monoma!" Lastly, Gon pointed to the blond, who still did nothing but scowl at Killua.

Killua slid in to the empty seat next to Gon and set his food tray down to begin eating.

Monoma suddenly rose, jutting out to the other four students seated at the table. "Sorry, Gon, but I don't want to eat my lunch in the presence of someone from 1-A. I can't stand them, they're all idiots who think they're the better class, and they let it get to their head." He picked his tray up and was about to start walking when Gon and Tetsutetsu both called out to him.

"Chill out, Monoma!" Tetsutetsu pleaded in a joking tone to convince Killua that Monoma did not really mean what he said. "Killua hasn't really even said anything."

Shiozaki had a nervous glint in her eyes and gazed at the 1-A student who caught her eyes. He merely shrugged at her. "Doesn't matter to me. If he doesn't want to sit here, that's fine."

"But Killua…" Gon pouted before turning to face the 1-B student ready to leave. "Monoma, I promise Killua isn't stuck up or anything like that!"

"If anything, you look a little stuck up yourself," Killua sassed Monoma and took another bite from his lunch, ignoring the glares he received from Monoma and Shiozaki. Even Tetsutetsu scowled at him for the unexpected comment.

Monoma stopped glaring at Killua and looked back at Gon. "See? This is why I can't deal with 1-A. Offhanded comments like these are so stupid." He strode away, tray in hand, presumably to search other people to talk with.

Gon looked a little annoyed by Killua's comment but did not say anything.

Tetsutetsu cleared his throat and swallowed his food after the tension he witnessed. Changing the topic, he exclaimed, "You know, Gon got first place in our Quirk Apprehension Test? It was so cool, he's so fast and strong!"

Killua glanced between the grey haired teen and his best friend. "Ah, you got first? I got second in my class."

Gon hummed happily, which he soon turned to embarrassment as he remembered the second part of his teacher's words. "Kan-sensei got a little mad because he knew how bad my written exam score was, so he wanted me to do really well in the physical tests we did today to make up for it."

Tetsutetsu raised his head up in understanding. "Ah, so that's what you and Kan-sensei were talking about during the tests. He said you had to do really well?" Gon hummed again, taking another bite from his lunch.

"Well, you did do very well," Shiozaki remarked with hands clasped to her chest. "You placed first!" She offered a smile to Gon.

Gon chuckled sheepishly before talking. "I'm sure you two or someone else will beat me in something many times! You're all strong!"

The underlying genuine tone Gon spoke with was not unnoticed by Killua. The green haired teen was not being sarcastic – no, sarcasm was more up Killua's alley. He really did believe the U.A. students were strong.

They chatted about some other miscellaneous things such as the entrance exam, their classesmates, teachers, and courses. Then the bell rang, signaling it was time to go back to class, so Killua had to leave the Gon and the other 1-B students.

For the remainder of the classes, Killua was often observing his classmates or thinking about the Nen issue he discovered. U.A., as Killua found out, was not just a hero school. It also had regular high school students, called General Education students, and a few other streams like the Support and Business courses. Hero students were expected to complete the regular high school courses set out by education authorities in Japan. The presence of professional heroes made most of the class more jittery and willing to participate, but not Killua. He was not in his own world, so this was of little concern to him.

After school had ended for the day, Gon and Killua found each other and went to their room in the little motel. The room was pretty plain, but it had what they needed. There was one single bed which Killua slept on, and Gon slept on the floor with some extra sheets and blankets. Killua had offered that they could switch where they slept every other night, but Gon was fine with sleeping on the floor every night. The room also had a small refrigerator, microwave, one chair, and some drawers. The private washroom came with a shower as well.

"Alright, so, we need to come up with a real plan," Killua declared as he lay down on the bed with his arms behind his head.

Gon sat on the only chair in the room and opened his mouth with a look of confusion. "But what exactly do you mean by plan?"

"Right. So, we need to figure out what we're doing here and how to get home."

Gon's lips curved down. "It's obvious what we're doing here, isn't it? We argued that the first day we came here, and I said we should become heroes."

Killua scowled ever so slightly. "Do you know why we're at a hero school?"

"We need find someone with a Quirk for us, right? To get back to our world? Maybe the heroes have an idea about that, which is what we are trying."

The silver haired teen nodded. "U.A. has a solid reputation as a hero school, I'm sure they have a lot of connections that could help us. But, I also think becoming a hero is a waste. It takes three years to become a pro. I don't think either of us want to spend that much time here. Who knows how much time three years is in this world relative to our own?"

The dark green haired boy darted his eyes around the room and tilted his head. "Eh? Isn't three years just a measurement of time? Three years here should be three years in our world, right?"

Killua facepalmed. He knew he should keep the science stuff away from Gon. "Nevermind, I'm not going to explain that. Just believe what you want. But even then, three years here…that's a long time. I think the villain route could be easier."

Gon frowned again. Part of it was because was because Killua was not explaining the time thing, and the other part was because his friend was still suggesting the villainous path. "But Killua, killing people isn't good! I thought you said you were tired of killing, too!"

The other teen rolled his eyes, wondering how Gon could not see how villains were not out to solely kill people. "Villains don't just kill, they do other stuff too. Anyone who breaks the law is deemed a villain. All we have to do is talk to them, not necessarily join and follow them."

Gon leaned forward in his chair, but he was not fully convinced yet. "So we talk to villains…and try to find out if there are Quirks that can take us to our world? Isn't that the same problem we have with asking heroes?"

Gon did not specify what problem he meant exactly, but Killua knew him well enough to figure it out. "Yeah, asking about that kind of Quirk without revealing our story is…tough. I think for now, we need to know what we're going to say in certain situations."

"Like what?"

"Like, if U.A. finds out our application was all forged, we need a story to prove why we don't legally exist in this world…" Killua trailed off and shot up to a sitting position, and his blue eyes widened as he realized something. "Actually, I just got an idea." He turned to Gon with a huge grin, while the other teen tilted his head in curiosity. "We can take our backstories from our world, and just put them into this world. For me, being raised by a family of asssassins…the Zoldyck family is famous in our world, but nobody actually knows much about us. That's a perfect way to prove why I don't legally exist here: I was raised by assassins, which is already a very underground job here. Assassins probably don't have many records on them, so I can say because my family was doing underground things, they don't have a legal background, and neither do I."

"And for you, you can say you're from a small island, so look at the world map and pick a random island that you think nobody cares about. Then you say you were born and raised there. We'd both need a hero motivation, though."

"Why can't we just say we're from a different world?" Gon addressed the elephant in the room. It was the most easiest solution in the world. Why could they not say that? "It saves us all the hassle."

Killua was ready to slap him, but stopped as he realized there was some merit in what Gon was saying. Yes, there were good things that could happen if they spilled the beans. But… "I don't want us to become like lab rats for them. We don't know what they would try doing to us. They might run experiments on us because we might be the first 'aliens' they've encountered."

Gon laughed out loud, and Killua twitched in annoyance, wondering why the other teen was laughing. "Killua, you already know we're stronger than almost everyone here! There's no way they could take us by fighting. It doesn't seem like they know Nen to protect themselves, either."

"Actually, Gon, have you used Gyo on anyone today when they used their Quirks?" The boy shook his head for a no, so Killua continued. "I did. I used Gyo on someone who seemed to have a strength enhancing Quirk. And the results surprised me…a lot. There was Nen focused in the part of his body that he was focusing his Quirk on, which was his finger." Gon's hazel brown eyes widened in shock. "But the weirder part is that there was no Nen around the rest of his body. No Ten, Zetsu, or Ren. Nothing but his Quirk, which I'm assuming is a Hatsu."

"Maybe the people in this world can only use Hatsu? I don't know how that would work, but if he had no Ten around him even, then that's all I can think of…"

Killua nodded in agreement. "I think that might be it. Either that, or he just wasn't using Ten at the time. But then again, don't you need Ren to use Hatsu?"

Hesitant to say yes, Gon thought about it and nodded. "You do, so maybe they know how to use both? But not Ten and Zetsu and the other advanced principles?"

"Okay, so let me break this down…at least for myself, even if you don't understand. If Quirks are Hatsu, then in order to strengthen your Quirk…let's say, a strength enhancing Quirk. If the user wants to enhance their strength for a longer time, they would need to improve their Ren. That makes sense, because that's what we did while training with Bisky. But now, if that person were to use their Quirk to strengthen just their arms so they can punch harder…that would be Hatsu, but it's just focused in their arms. But they need Ren to use Hatsu, so maybe they can naturally use Ren and Hatsu? From what I've read and heard so far, to make your Quirk stronger, you need to use it more…but that's not how Nen works! If you use your Nen too much, you become weaker because you're losing life energy! Ugh…this is such a pain…"

Gon patted Killua's shoulder with a small smile. "Don't overthink it too much right now. So, you don't want to tell people we're from a different world unless we have to?"

Killua bit his tongue, still thinking about the whole Nen ordeal, but eventually agreed. "It could be a big hassle for us, I'd rather not."

"Alright, and what about our motivations to becoming heroes? If we get caught for our forged applications, what do we say about that?"

"Well, I don't know! Make it up! Idiot," Killua huffed in a teasing manner. "I'm going to say I wanted a second chance in life to save people instead of killing them."

"Oh, I know!" For once, Gon had a good idea…or so it seemed. "I can say my dad was a hero and he left me! It sounds just like what Ging actually did! I want to see what my dad found so interesting about becoming a hero that he had to leave me. I can say I never met him, so I don't know his hero name."

Killua crossed his arms and put a finger to his chin, staring down at the bed. "It's a good motivation for becoming a hunter…don't know if it would work for becoming a hero."

Gon's lips curved down again. "Why not?"

Killua swung his legs over the edge of the bed and faced the chair in the corner of the room. "Well, heroes are meant to save people. If you give them that reason, it'll sound like you just want to see what's fun about being a hero. I think they take heroes really seriously here, so you'd need a solid reason."

"Hmm…you said some people do it for money and being famous, right?" Killua hummed in response. "Why don't I say I wanted to get away from island life and live a good life in a city?"

The silver haired teen rushed through the probable scenarios in his head. "I guess that works. A lot of people probably want to live in a city and make decent money, so you wouldn't be standing out there. My reason is a little out there, though."

Soon afterwards, Gon got ready to help the owner of the motel with some chores. Killua did not want to go, as usual, but Gon dragged him along anyways, and they worked together.

It was after school at U.A., and several teachers were sitting in one of the school's several staff meeting rooms. They were gathered here by the principal, Nezu, who sat with a cup of tea in front of him. Among the people seated were Eraser Head, Vlad King, Midnight, Present Mic, Cementoss, and Recovery Girl.

"Thank you all for coming, All Might, unfortunately, could not make it," Principal Nezu began, his voice high-pitched. "I will cut right to it: I called you all here because I found out two of our Hero course students have forged their applications. They forged everything, from their background to their education. I am not going to get into the specifics of how I found out – it is a rather boring process to explain. But, here are the two students." Nezu pressed a button and two holographic images came up: one was Killua, and the other was Gon.

Aizawa narrowed his eyes upon seeing Killua's face, and Kan leaned forward with bulging eyes to see Gon out of all his students.

"This is…quite a serious matter," Cementoss stated gravely, his deep voice emphasizing the severity. "It has happened in the past where a few students forged their application, but usually they got caught before receiving an offer or rejection from U.A."

Nezu nodded and took a sip of tea before speaking. "Yes, but these were a little more difficult to catch. Whoever created their applications was quite skilled, assuming one person did it for both of them. Seeing as how they 'went' to the same middle school, it is fair to assume they know each other and had their applications forged by the same person."

"Finding out who did it is not the immediate problem we have," Recovery Girl insisted with a frown. "Lying and forgery is a huge offense. Have you contacted their parents or authorities?"

Nezu shook his head to that. "They have no public records, which is a very big red flag. Their names are quite unusual, and I cannot trace them to any family. I am not sure what to make of this situation."

"Do you have any guesses as to why they forged it?" Aizawa asked.

"I cannot be sure without asking them and getting the truth, but I do have some guesses. Often times, heroes come from unfortunate backgrounds, such as a dangerous Quirk that harmed someone they know, or abusive family relationships or things of that sort. It is possible they may both be from these backgrounds and did not want to share it. Another could be that a family member is a villain, so they wanted to hide that fact. Or, they were really desperate to get into U.A. And then there is the final reason, which I hope is not the case." Nezu's eyes narrowed and lowered his tone considerably. "They could be here to harm the U.A. staff or students."

Everyone sat back in their seats with chills up their spines as they digested the information. A few seconds passed, and it was Kan who spoke up. "I don't think, it would be the last reason. Freecss is in 1-B, and he does not seem like that kind of person at all. It could be an act, but he seems very, driven."

Nezu gave a very shallow nod. "I do hope that is right, that Young Freecss is very driven to become a hero. But like you said, it could be an act, and I do not want to wait until something happens to punish either or both of them. Aizawa, I would appreciate if you send Young Zoldyck to my office immediately at the start of homeroom tomorrow. Kan, I will send you a message when you can send Young Freecss in. If homeroom ends before you receive my message, please let the teacher after you know about sending Young Freecss here. I do not want to give them a chance to coordinate answers to my questions if they are in this together. I also do not want to call them both in at the same time because there is a possibility they forged their application for completely unrelated reasons. Aizawa, Kan, are we clear about this?" The two teachers nodded in agreement. "Alright, then, this meeting is finished. Hopefully, we can sort this out tomorrow."