Today was going to be different…

The sound of the alarm clock, the unfamiliar smell roaming the mattress, it was weird.

The young girl groaned as she made her way to bathroom, drenching herself in the shower as she prepared to start a new day, a different day. The so called internship where a fundamental step to becoming a hero, after barely passing the entrance exam and giving a sloppy performance at the yearly sport festival she needed to give her all, but why was it so fucking hard?

"Uravity, breakfast's ready!" She was snapped back to reality, looked herself in the mirror and whipped the steam out of it, she examined her image, then noticed how she couldn't even make eye contact with herself, but today… Today is going to be different.

The girl punched the sandbag as hard as she could, ten series of punches followed of 200 kicks, it hurt, fuck it sure did, but she chose this willingly , after getting her ass handed to her who wouldn't. Her mentor kept screaming "Uravity!" multiple times, her throat burned, every punch was harder to land, she felt frustrated, she wasn't even half way done.

"Fuck!" she shouted with furious anger, her mentor jumped in front of her catching her fists on his palm, his voice echoed in her ears "Uravity stop!"

"Wha…" she answered looking at him with frustration "I've been telling you to stop, your knuckles are busted!" and busted they were, the young heroine flinched in pain after the adrenaline stoped flowing through her body "But Gunhead I-"

"Don't say you're sorry, because you're obviously not, it's our first day Uravity. No need to rush it…"

"But I… I need to get strong, I can't bear to live another day as… As me" Gunhead was perplexed after hearing her, but she didn't stop "I need to improve… I really do… But at the same time I feel like I won't, It's so frustrating it just… Damn it!" She squeezed her battered knuckles, Gunhead stood there unpacking some bandages, hearing the girl sob was hard, and having nothing to say was harder.

He wrapped her knuckles after cleaning her wounds but he tried to word some advice "Look… everyone grows at their own pace, and rushing won't help you in anything… we have a week to look forward, and I assure you'll grow stronger. But right now I need you to get ready, we're going to patrol the area for a while"

Patrolling… Yeah… She could probably get some experience in the field, fighting one or two crooks and putting them behind bars might lighten her mood...But.

Why was patrolling so mind numbingly boring? She didn't want to let negativity to influence her internship, but if she wanted to put herself on the right track she needed to improve rapidly. Unfortunately today was not only a slow day, but also hot as shit, she cursed her color scheme, black was not doing her any favors. The hours passed and the situation didn't change one bit, worst of all her stomach was groaning to no tomorrow.

Luckily for her Gunhead was stuck in the same predicament, they stoped at a convenience store to buy something substantial to eat, Gunhead was kind enough to pay the food, but bussy enough to leave for a couple of minutes catching an old friend by surprise.

Feeling left out Uravity made her way to a small park 100 feet away from the store, she sat on a bench and started to eat, maybe some time for herself could help her cool off her head. As she munched her lunch she couldn't help but notice a small girl playing alone near the slide.

Her hair seemed to flow so naturally between her fingers, the small horn decorating her forehead added an edge to her round persona, she looked like small woodland creature playing in the forest, but were was her mom? A kid alone in the park is not a good sign.

The heroine in training walked over to the girl and whistled a soft melody to catch her attention, tactic that paid of as the small child turned her head, Uravity displayed the most sincere smile she could possibly have, the kid hesitated and took a couple steps back.

"Huh… hey, my name's Uraraka, what's your name kid?" The little girl played with the fabric of her overalls, she seemed reluctant almost cautious "Are y-you a hero?" asked the white haired kid, Uraraka responded without hesitation "Well, that's what I aim for kiddo! Why are you asking?"

"Because you look like the real deal…"

The voice of a boy came from behind making her turn slowly, her suspicion quickly confirmed, a boy with big round green eyes, black unkempt hair and a bunch of freckles spreded all over his cheeks, details barely visible through his black hoodie.

The little girl ran behind the boy and gripped into his long shorts, he had such strange aura "Eri, she asked you a question didn't she?"

"Eri? Is that the girl's name?" asked Ochako, little Eri just nodded in response, the black haired boy left a chuckle escape from his mouth "I leave for a minute to get us some food and you're already making friends… Cute isn't she miss?"

"Uraraka… Uraraka Ochako uhmm?"

"Midori, nice to meet you Miss Uraraka" He extended his arm too greet her, Uraraka accepted the offer and shaked his hand, there was something wrong with his it, it felt rough and full of calluses, she couldn't think about that much since Eri grabbed a candy apple from the bag the boy was carrying "Deku can I-"

"Sure, I'm starving as well…" Midori walked and sat on a bench, Eri decided to play on the slide after asking permission, Ochako sat besides him "May I join?" Midori made a welcoming gesture and he opened a can of tomato juice and gulped half of it.

"You don't very look very happy Midori"

"Well… I'm a home cooking kind of guy, this stuff is not exactly my cup of tea"

"Oh ho! Quite fancy huh?"

Midori shrugged "Eh… I'm mediocre at best, but I feel self fulfilled when I manage to cook something edible"

Ochako a little bit closer to him "Is that so? I can barely put a pack of noodles on boiling water, what is your specialty?"

"I'm no chef but. I make one hell of a katsudon, little Eri can't get enough of it...Still I can't call it my own"

"Why is that?"

"I'm just following mom's recipe… She's the mastermind behind it. Me?... I'm just her copy-cat"

Ochako felt that little drop of sadness on his voice "I see… I… The only way I can get variety is at school, funnily enough the school's cook is very skilled. It's good enough to wash the taste of noodles out of my mouth"

"Good enough… Good enough…"

"Yeah… Good… enough"

They stood there in silence watching Eri play with another kid who arrived later, it felt warm and cozy, Uraraka felt the need to start a conversation, but Midori was the first to break the ice.

"Hero school huh?" Ochako pushed a strand of of her hair behind her ear "Hero school…" He took a bite out of his melon bread "Shiketsu, Ketsubutsu?" Ochako responded with her mouth half full "UA…"

"Wow, that's awesome… That'll give quite a boost to your reputation"

"… It sure will… I barely made it though"

The hooded boy noted how much her tone dropped in an instant "It doesn't have a reputation for nothing, I assume it's quite difficult" Ochako looked at her patched knuckles and said nothing "Can relate to that" He catched by surprise "What do you mean?" she asked quite intrigued.

"He removed his glove and showed him his hand, a hand full of deep scars and hardened calluses, of course this shocked her, she took his hand and traced her fingers on his scar, after that she glanced at him with uncertainty impregnated in her eyes "Oh my god wha- what happened…" He left a brief sigh, followed by a soothing silence, it seemed like this topic had some dust left on it, the silence ceased

"Car accident, thing catched fire almost instantly, you can imagine how a dumb 14 year old kid reacted… Mom died instantly, fortunately she didn't feel pain, I had to break through the windshield to get out… Dumb me had to use his hand, I broke it... And got these nasty cuts"

"That's… that's horrible…" said the shocked heroine barely managing to phrase it.

"It wasn't that bad, I couldn't feel anything at the moment so-"

"I mean losing your mother… It must've been horrible… I-I'm sorry" She felt a heavy palm fall on top of her hand, Midori looked so serene, so calm, how can he still display such honest warm smile after telling such tragic story?

"You don't have to apologize Miss Uraraka… Things like that happen. I was unfortunate enough but… You can't just stand there and let it eat you alive… Besides, it's not like I'm alone or anything!" His finger pointed at the little girl playing in the park "Her family is taking care of me after all…" Uraraka not wanting to keep digging decided to not ask anything else that might remind him of his past "That's good…"

"Mind if I ask you but… Why the long face miss?" Uraraka yelped trying to come up with a lie "Nothing really, I'm just kinda tired and… And you know, training stuff" He shaked his head side to side "It's ok if you don't want to tell me, but you shouldn't say I'm fine when you're obviously not… I know it doesn't concern me and that it's definitely none of my business, but you look distressed, is… Is there any way I could help?"

Ochako was taken by surprise, her mouth gaped but nothing came out of it, this Midori character was an enigmatic person, but why?

Why did she start to talk?

"You see… Have you ever felt like you don't belong in some place, some society… I don't know, It's dumb…" She looked away chuckling, Midori didn't find it very funny doing the opposite. His face expressed pain and his eyes compassion, it was like he really understands that feeling more than anyone else "Ochako… May I know why you feel like that?" She rubbed her palm making her eyes gaze the floor, she felt like a small particle floating around the air "I feel embarrased… Embarrased of who I am"

Her body changed posture "I'm so weak… I barely made to UA, I barely stand out… I mean just look at my dumb performance at the sports festival!? It was a… It was a fucking joke… I got my ass kicked and I couldn't land a single hit, I'm just… A big fucking useless mess, I don't deserve anything, I'm incapable of anything… Midori… I'm nothing."

The boy bobbed his head in acknowledgement, moving his lips trying to word his response "Then… Why don't you try to be someone?" She physically recoiled after hearing his response "Be someone?... Excuse Midori, but trying is not always enough, I am trying I really am. Honestly it sounds really naive, not trying to be rude or anything bu-"

"But you don't achieve anything by crying neither right?..." He said that with such firm tone "I'm gonna tell you something… Recognizing your weaknesses is the first step and working on them is the second one, but you never ever accept them. Accepting your weaknesses and not working on them makes you nothing, and you Uraraka… You are trying… Just not hard enough. Don't look at the others and feel inferior, look at them and try to be better than them, not equal… Better"

She felt hot liquid streams running through her cheeks, she couldn't stop "I-I…" not a single word, her sobs started to be more audible, his hand rested on her shoulder "You made it into U.A didn't you?" she sobbed her response "Y-Yes…"

"Then you got in you… You are someone… You are Uraraka Ochako, hero in the making… And if you try hard enough, you get where I'm going" She nodded hard whipping the tears out of her eyes "You sound l-like my dad ha ha ha, can't believe I cried in front of a guy I barely met" she laughed awkwardly "Your dad sounds like a very wise man, you might be giving me too much credit"

But there was still something she needed to ask, something that was needed to ask "Why are you doing this? He looked her with curiosity, his whole persona started to emanate this comforting warm "Well… Everyone needs a hero right?" Her cheeks colored red and then they expanded until she bursted in laughter, Midori exploded in a red tint and started to wave his arms frantically "S-SORRY I-T S-S-SOUNDED SO LAME!"

Her laugh became a belly laugh as she fell to the floor. Midoriya started to laugh covering his snorts with his hands until he couldn't hold it letting himself loose. After a solid minute of laughter it organically died out letting a comfortable silence take over.

"Glad you're not sad anymore… Even if it took my dignity with it" she chuckled softly once again "Yeah… Mmm… Midori"

"Hmm?"

"… Thank you" she expressed her gratitude "I still don't understand why you did it… But that's besides the point"

"Do I need a reason to help?" These words resonated on her ears and echoed inside her chest, he kept making her breathless over and over in such short span of time, this boy did in 45 minutes what she couldn't do in 2 months, he elevated her spirit and rekindled the flame inside of her, of course the warm of said flame manifested on her cheeks with a rosy tint overtaking them "Y-you should've said that before…"

"It's still chees- hmm?" Ochako heard a soft buzzing coming from his pocket "Excuse me" he took the phone and looked at the caller's name, his eyes full of overwhelming joy.

"Hello!... yeah she's with me…No… Yeah… Yes… You found him…. Definitely…"

The girl looked at him like he was a different person, his heart might be beating with excitement, however his tone was so professional and self-contained yet, there was a a little drop of uncertainty. This boy was a like a overexposed picture, the details where there however they were hard to see.

"I'm on my way… Yeah, pack my best suit I don't want to look underdressed next to such classy man… Yeah I'll cook… Good…" He stood up and left the breath come out of his dry mouth, he whistle catching Eri's attention and for the looks of it Ochako deduced their talk was seconds away from finishing "It was nice talking to you Uraraka"

"Same Midori… School work?"

"No no no no, I'm home schooled at least for now" Eri ran to his side and grabbed onto his hoodie "Are we going home Deku?" Ochako heard as he whispered "Yep, say goodbye to Miss Uraraka" The little girl lifted her arm and waved shyly gaining a chuckle from Ochako.

Izuku waved goodbye taking Eri's hand and slowly walking away from her, Uraraka not happy with his answer she decided to ask another question "What is boy like you doing in any other place than a Hero Academia… Being honest… You deserve it more than I do…" His feet stopped moving letting the sound of the city take the spotlight. He did not turned around, he didn't even beat around the bush, he just said it plain and simple.

"You see... Miss Uraraka…"

His head mildly turned, with the sole objective of making eye contact.

"I'm quirkless"

She was left speechless for the third time this day, and for the third time on the hands of Midori, she couldn't say goodbye, she couldn't keep his eyes away from him. This feeling inside of her was making her crazy, she needed to talk more with him, she needed to know more about him, she couldn't bear to let him go… Not until she gets the full picture.

What was the point anymore? He was gone… But not entirely, He left something behind… Something…

"Midori…"

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The siblings walked together holding their hands, the soothing music coming from the birds around the empty street brought a moment of peace into their hearts. However there was something generating a great deal of curiosity inside Eri's small heart.

"Deku, are you going to work tonight" Asked the infant tightly holding his hand, The boy nodded confirming her concern "I'll be back soon…" her gaze lowered in sadness, this didn't go unnoticed in the eyes of Deku "How about this? When I come back I bake you some of my finest apple pie, what do you thing white pea?" A subtle curvature in her lips was enough for him, Eri hated being alone and he sure hated being away from her "Alright… Promise?" she extended her pinky with intention of sealing their promise "Promise…"

"Such sweet talk coming from the mouth of a damn hitman…" The voice behind him shifted to his left ear "I hope I get to taste some of that pie!" The man dressed in black from top to bottom with a peculiar hat stalked the irritated greenette.

"I sure can serve a fucking bullet for free" Answered unphased, the man behind it laughed loudly and wrapped an arm around his neck "Oh watch your mouth in front of the kid Midoriya" The boy grumbled quietly when another voice came from the wall nearby "Oh Midori!… Will you be my hero~" mocked a small bird-like dwarf who started walking next to Eri "I knew you'll heard that. Irinaka that corny shit is the only thing I could come up with..!"

"I don't know, It was appropriated for your age. Like… Something straight out of a shonen jump magazine" Spoke another voice behind them, this time coming from a tall short haired man with a kimono, his calm demeanor contrasted with the loud and obnoxious person walking behind him "Look boy, that girl was cute and all. But I have give ya the the pill, a pill hard to swallow a reality check, you see, as a divorced and screwed bastard I can safely confirm that women ain't shit, they just care about three thing: Money, wealth and big dicks, I'm just doing a favor kid I-"

"Here we go again… Don't go around preaching that shit just because some bitch fucked you over" said the dwarf bird person "You don't know shit fucking muppet!" Screamed the skinny vulgar blond man, Midoriya's gears were close to their breaking point and Eri was close to break into a laughing mess.

"Okay yeah ha ha. Mimic just do what you came to do and take Eri to my place…Got it?" Knowing that playtime was close to end.

"Aye aye kid, come on bean, say goodbye to your brother, he might bring a mother when he comes back hah hah" Grabbing her hand he started walking at a fast pace before turning into a tricycle "Good bye Deku, remember your promise or I'll get angry!" she waved as the vehicle rode to a a busy street, losing her in the crowd almost immediately.

The atmosphere in that place immediately shifted "Alrighty, we all know why we're here right?"

"Ok Boss, you mentioned something about fishing…" Said the blond man starting light a cigarette "Oh yeah,we fishing a'right. A big fucking fish" Confirmed Deku, the man with the hat laughed as he kneeled on the floor to open his suitcase "And who is this big catch we're talking about?" Izuku removed his hoodie and handed it over to the man on his knees "Oh boy you'll love this one. Remember Tomura Shigaraki?" he stopped unpacking the contents of the suitcase to remember that name, he pinched his lower lip and mumbled, then it hit him "That crusty-ass manchild? Jesus fuck ah ha ha ha ha… What happened to him now?" Midoriya started dressing with one of the suits his partner pulled off, A pair of dress pants, a white dress shirt, shoes and a black vest "He was trying to make business with Stain, make business? Shit he thought he could get him into the league?"

"No shit, you pulling my hair fucking Boss… He cannot be that stupid? He really tried to recruit that fucking nut job?"

"He tried a-an-and I told him It was a stupid idea. He didn't believe me then, but know he magically does. Well only after getting stabbed in the shoulder" He chuckled his reply "He got so fucking pissed he put a 6 digit reward on his damn head! 6 Digits for motherfucking Stain's bloody Thorazine filled head!"

The gang blew up in laughter to the point the blonde man swallowed his fag, making it even fucking funnier for the gang of malicious sociopaths "A-Alri- Gentlemen gentlemen… Jezz take a hold of yourselves… We got a job to do" Deku grabbed hold of his babies, two custom handguns. Oh his babies were special "If what is correct, which it is. He's somewhere near the fifth district, now… That son of a bitch can cut you to pieces in matter of seconds, his quirk is a damn menace if it manages to catch you off guard. But isn't weird that our little friend never goes full Rambo… But he takes the stealthy approach?"

"If he prefers to keep his ass off sight, and never takes groups head on… Well, we can deduce th-?"

"His ass is not capable of handling a fucking gangbang!" Said Midoriya with too much enthusiasm running through his body "That's right… It checks out doesn't it?" Whispered the short haired monk. The trio grabbed their bird like masks and slide them to their mouths "I don't care if it does or doesn't, but I sure want to be the first one to shoot his ass!" The guns were loaded, insensitive on the table, the trio walked with elegance before jumping to the roofs and taking off.

The darks alleys of Mustafu where witnesses of crimes by the hand of shadow lurking in the dark. His bloody self-imposed crusade taking the "fakes" out the hero system as he self proclaimed, a path that he walked alone but strong enough to infuse fear into the hearts of those who bared the title of heroes. The ruthless taker of lives… The Hero Killer Stain.

"Hero killer!... I've been looking for you all night long" squealed a voice on a dark alleyway "Ingenium… What you've done to him is nothing short of unforgettable! "

"Ingenium!? That piece of trash… I left him alive to send a message, not to lure some goddamn child. Go home stupid kid!" His warning fell into deaf ears as the young avenger dashed preparing a kick. The killer not only dodged his attack like it was nothing but also stabbed his arm with his spiky boots and pinned him to the floor with no effort.

"You are weak… Just like your brother" the inexperienced hero tried to get up but was rapidly stopped by knife of vigilante piercing his shoulder "You bastard don't you dare to insult the legacy of my brother… He helped a lot of people and… And he gave me a dream, I wanted to be just like him AND YOU TIED HIM INTO A CHAIR FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE!" The killer pushed his knife deeper into his shoulder "He inspired you?... Inspired to what exactly? You should have save him…" His blade pointed at one of the heroes laid on the ground "But you… You decided to rush in and try to kill me"

He pulled the knife out of the boys shoulder, and slowly licked the blood out of edge "Trash like you doesn't deserve to bare the name of hero… But I'll gladly promote you into a corpse!" Ingenium's brother tried to move around… He couldn't, he couldn't move a single hair "DAMN YOU!" This is the part he enjoys the most, raising the blade… Watching their pupils shrink in absolute fear… And then "DIE!"

BAM…

The assassin's arm exploded into chunks making his blood smear into wall in front of him. He turned around and frantically grabbed a bunch of daggers with his fingers but when he tried to throw them, they were no more.

"Wha-" Another thunderous explosion roamed the alley, the world increased its scale in the eyes of the killer. His knee bursted into a bloody mess as the second bullet massacred his leg, his body violently hit the floor as he let out a gut-wrenching howl "YOU FU- FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!" His hand tried to stop the bleeding from his bloody stump.

"Goddamn it!... These little puppies ain't no fucking pushover heh Stainy?" The paralyzed avenger heard three pair of steps getting closer to him "Jeez you blew his kneecap like rotten grapefruit" the group laughed softly "And so did his arm, where the hell did you buy those things?"

"YOU FUCKING DOGS DON'T HAVE A FUCKING IDEA ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE JUST DONE!" Growled the incapacitated murderer, he was shut down after with a kick to the mouth "I do, I just blew your limbs off didn't I!?"

"Who are you!?" shakely asked the young boy, his question was pulled aside "Oh ho hoo Stainy, Kids? Are pros getting too bothersome for you!?" the shooter wheezed "WHY UGHAAAAH WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!?"

"Well…" the shooter squatted next to Stain's bloody body "You pissed off Shigaraki, he offered a decent amount of cash for your head… And yeah, that's pretty much it"

Stain boiled in anger and growled his thoughts "ARE Y-YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!? YOU WORK FOR THAT SCUM?" The monk walked over to him "Not exactly… It's more of a onetime job, a decently lucrative job"

"No hurt feelings Chizome, I'm quite a fan of your job" said the blond man throwing out his sarcastic compliment, Deku stomped Stain's ribcage breaking a couple of them in the process. He proceeded to draw his other weapon and placed it in Chizome's forehead "You should feel proud… You're going to die by the hands of a Yakuza…" this angered Stain even more.

"YOU ARE NO DIFFERENT THAN THEM! YOU'RE A PART OF THE PROBLEM DISGUSTING FUCK, DO YOU THINK THAT KILLING ME WILL DO ANYTHING BUT KEEP THOSE FAKERS IN THE SPOTLIGHT WHILE YOU EAT YOUR WEIGHT IN SUSHI!? YOU'RE DOING NOTHING YOU ARE NOT LIKE ME. YOU AR-" His finger pulled the trigger and brutality pulled an end to Hero killer. The sound of his brains hitting the concrete sent shivers to spectators laying on the ground.

"Don't go around acting like you're anything else than a murderer like us…"

"Take a photo and pack the body, we're going forl that check before twelve…"

"Why you?... Bastard, He was my kill and you took it away from me! How dare you...? After what he…" The armored hero began to cry "Brother… I'm sorry…" his cries full of bitterness resonated on the blood filled alleyway.

"Save those tears for those who care kid… Heroes are not supposed to be driven of such crude emotions…" the bulkier man carried the corpse of the Hero Killer on his shoulder.

"Iida Tenya… The path of revenge is one reserved for two kinds of people. Fools and villains …" Iida the armored avenger noticed something wierd with the shooter's voice "How do you know my name…!? No… Who are you?"

"I'm just kid like you…"

A fifthteen year old kid with god knows how many victims under his hands. Like a bullet stuck in a chamber who never got the chance to release it's full potential, the mysterious case of Izuku Midoriya for the second time left an impression into another student… And once again walked away from their reach.

As the night came to an end, Uraraka examined the piece of paper on her hand. Her head was going places as she struggled to type the number on that crumbled piece of paper, she decided to get straight to the point… And pressed the call button, the silence was exhilarating.

BEEP…

BEEP…

BEEP…

"Hello…?"

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"M-Midori…?"