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Yamikumo

If you were to ask how confident Izuku was, he would say more than confident.

Why? Because they were planning their attack on the beloved hero called All Might.

Yes, that's right. They have learnt something very important.

Something the press would claw at for a chance to cover. Or rather pinpoint the person they want to have an exclusive interview with.

They pinned down All Might's plans for the future. Or rather, near future.

All Might was going to teach at U.A. in a few years, no not even a few. One year!

One year from now, All Might would be teaching the next generation of heroes and what Sensei said early, it was more likely to scout for a successor.

Wouldn't it be hilarious if Izuku somehow managed to trick the hero into becoming his successor?

Yeah, quite hilarious...

...He kind of wanted to do that now. Simply for the sole reason of watching the Hero's betrayed face freeze as he his own quirk being used against him to take away his life.

Ah...one could only dream.

And that's why they were here now, discussing at the bar about the method of approach.

Gathered at the bar was the fourteen year old Izuku, the seventeen year old Tomura, the shadow warper Kurogiri and the voice through the monitor Sensei.

"So All Might is teaching at U.A?" Izuku asked. "Specifically the first year...?"

"Indeed, he seems to have gotten desperate." Sensei's deep voice was heard on the other end of the device.

"This is our chance!" Tomura disintegrated the glass which got a glare from Kurogiri.

"And how do you plan on that?"

"Well take advantage of the fact we have 'hostages' of the class he's teaching. They're not like us."

"You do realize you need to have All Might's curriculum, right?" asked Kurogiri with slight annoyance as he cleaned the broken glass fragments. "You need to know what classes he has when and not to mention we are severely outnumbered."

"I know that." Tomura spat back.

"How do we get All Might's timeframe?" the green haired teen asked. The green in his hair now somewhat darker and seemed to be more green than black as also longer as if he started growing it out.

"We can't just waltz in and getting the times when he's teaching...so we need a spy..." Izuku mumbled.

But that was a problem.

Sensei definitely could go for obvious reasons. Kurogiri was their warper and Tomura planned to be there when they killed All Might.

Izuku wanted to go too!

"As we all know, we are all unable to go. You know my reasons." Sensei said.

"...I'll go." Izuku muttered under his breath.

"You will? You and Tomura are going to be the frontlines to kill All Might with Kurogiri assisting with his warp gate."

"..."

"And not to mention if you do infiltrate your cover will be only used once when we attack." Sensei said. "That's if they don't connect two dots together seeing as you are officially dead."

"...There has to be someone we can trust." The teen said. "Maybe...a fake person..."

It was like a light went off in Izuku's head. "Just because I can't enter doesn't mean that someone else can."

"Ah, a false identity." The shadow man nodded at the idea. "But that would restrain you from helping us and it would be especially fishy if you disappear if you enter All Might's class or one of the hero ones."

"Hm, no, I can make this work." Sensei said from the other end of the monitor. "Izuku Shigaraki cannot attend U.A High, but Izuru Yamikumo can attend."

"Izuru Yamikumo..." Izuku tested the fake name. Now all he needed now was a fake appearance.

"Izuru Yamikumo, first year of U.A in the department of support." Sensei concluded as he made Izuku's new identity.

Tomura glanced towards his younger brother. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked with a concern only an older sibling would have. "This could go south quickly."

"If it's to kill the symbol of peace, then I'll do it."

"Ah, I forgot to mention something about the health of Izuru Yamikumo."

"And what's that sensei?" Tomura asked as the multi quirk user began.

"Izuru has waning health you see." He said. "This causes Izuru to randomly spit out blood."

"Would the teacher's ignore an applicant like that?" Kurogiri was the one who asked. "And if he does get in, isn't the hero Recovery Girl also there?"

"That is true. However, Izuru has an official recommendation backing up his skills." Sensei added. "He also has a doctors note explaining his problem and reasons why he won't turn up on certain days."

Then Izuku could tell that Sensei was speaking specifically to him. "However that also means that Izuru would need to attend U.A for random days and act as a normal student in the Support department."

"Um...the department of support is about building gadgets and other inventions to help heroes. Sure we could use them for ourselves, but..." Izuku's eyes glanced away from the monitor. "I don't know how to build any types of those gadgets."

"That's why after getting your fake appearance down, we are going to sit you through til the day of the support class exams and teach you."

"Oh...wait what?"

"You heard me Izuku." Sensei said with a slight chuckle. "Don't worry, machinery is easy."

"Easy for you maybe. For me though? No..."

"Well, Izuru Yamikumo, let's get you ready."

"...Why did I have to open my mouth?"

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Izuku looked into the mirror as he waited for Kurogiri who was not only a bartender but also a barber!

What a guy!

Kurogiri had offered him the chance to choose what his general appearance would look like.

However, nothing was coming to his mind.

So he looked around or rather looked at the only other guy in the room.

Kurogiri himself...and that's what Izuku decided.

"I've decided." He said as Kurogiri turned his head and walked over.

"And what have you decided?"

"Like you."

"Like...me?"

"Well yeah. While your mist is black...it has some hints of dark purple in there." He said. "So change the green in my hair to dark purple."

"Leave it to me."

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Tomura was listening to sensei who was talking about the support department as Kurogiri warped in with Izuku.

"Good evening, brother."

Tomura turned his head as he saw someone who wasn't his brother standing there.

This person was the same height, same fit muscles (under the shirt) and same voice albeit with a more classy sound to it.

This person had black hair with dark purple highlights that took up most of the hair which was straight and smooth rather than curly and it could have covered his right eye if he wanted to, any lower than it would though.

He had the same colored purple eyes and his clothing reminded him of Kurogiri of all people.

He wore a long sleeved white buttoned up dress shirt with the exception of the top two buttons with the collar being popped. He wore a black vest over the shirt with black suit pants and black dress shoes.

"Izuku?" he had to ask even if he knew.

"The one and only." The teen dressed up as Izuru said as he smooth his hair which now covered his right eye. "I might change it from hiding and showing my eye...anyways this is my Izuru Yamikumo disguise."

"I see you've also taken to Kurogiri's style of fashion. Maybe a bit of myself too." The voice of Sensei said. "All you are lacking is the tie, but I doubt you'll put that on."

"You look respectable." The older brother said.

"I do?"

"It's like you're another man."

Izuku looked at his reflection. Kurogiri definitely did a good job with the disguise.

It was kind of weird to wear this almost suit that lacked the jacket and tie, but it also felt like him. Usually he just wore dark green or black clothing.

But he could dig this.

This could be his iconic style.

Well, without the hair color, style or eyes as those were not green.

"Now, we have to begin with your backstory." Sensei said as Izuku nodded and sat at a bar stool.

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"Name?" asked Sensei.

"Izuru Yamikumo."

"Age?" the voice asked again.

"Fourteen."

"What is your occupation?"

"I'm a first year student of U.A in the Department of Support." Izuku said. "I have a official recommendation of my skills if you are unsure."

"Why are you taking the exam then?"

"I don't believe that recommendations should get me there but rather my own skill."

"So why-"

From Izuku's move, he spat out blood similar to a certain hero's true form.

"Sorry." Izuku apologized. "My health isn't the best."

"Are you sure you can come to our establishment?"

"Yes, I'm healthy for most days and if not, I have a doctor's note."

"...Well done, you memorized it fairly well."

"Thank you." Izuku said. "So how do I go about the whole inventing thing?"

"Don't worry, I'll be guiding you." Sensei told him. "First we'll do some repairs of old televisions and computers before building up to using parts to make gadgets."

"Um, what about quirks?" he asked nervously.

"Hm...well you have plenty."

It was true, after since he gained Super Regeneration, Sensei had been providing Izuku with quirks.

The more the merrier he said.

Even though All Might was considerably weaker now, he would probably need more strength to fight the hero.

"I believe there is a populated beach on the other side of the city." Sensei mentioned. "Perhaps you could start there?"

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The beach...was a mess...

It was littered in all sorts of trash.

There was an old television, half of an old truck, a fridge, tyres, and a lot more trash.

So he started to salvage.

He got dressed into different clothes to save his 'villain' clothes from getting dirty...and a potential earful from Kurogiri.

He got all the salvageable junk like the TVs, fridges and even the old truck into one pile. The trash that was just trash was just burnt.

Now with a pile of salvageable junk to work with, repair and turn into gadgets. He started to get to work.

He turned on the earpiece that rested in his right ear and then, after stable connection and when it was truly safe to talk with Sensei, he did.

Sensei talked him through it before he was starting to get the hang of it.

He was a smart kid.

However as the day progressed, Izuku turned his head to see another man walking onto the beach.

He was an overly-skinny man with angular features...really angular features, long limbs and neck. He had spiky, disheveled hair with two bangs framing the sides of his face and seemed to have no eyebrows.

From what he could tell, his clothing was baggy and his face kind of seemed naturally sour. However, he was quite surprised to see him there.

"Act naturally, Izuru." Sensei's voice lulled.

Izuku still had his Izuru eyes and hair. So he decided to talk with his Izuru persona.

Hell, he was still going to anyway. Maybe it was just sensei worrying.

"Ah, good afternoon si-" before Izuru could finish, he spout out blood.

"ARE YOU OKAY MY BO-" the man also didn't finish as he too spouted blood.

"I'm fine, are you fine?"

"Yes, perfectly fine my boy." The man's eyes glanced around the beach. "You cleaned this place up pretty good."

"Thanks!" the teen smiled. "I just threw the trash out...wait, are you a hoarder?! I'm sorry..."

"I'M NOT A HOARDER!" the man comically reacted. "No my boy, I was just going to clean the beach, but it seems you have me beat."

"Hehe, sorry..."

"No, no! You did a fine job." It was then he noticed the tools in his hand. "What are you doing?"

"Well, many of the trash could be easily fixed...and they have useful parts...so I decided to take the good junk with me."

"Ah, planning on repairing them?"

"Yes. Also might make something new out of them."

"Hoho, so you're a inventor?" he asked the youth who shrugged.

"Don't know yet about inventor, more like aspiring-inventor."

"How old are you, your like fourteen?"

"I am. I'm planning on entering U.A when the exams roll around." Izuku answered.

"Hero?" the man asked as he heard the teen release a groan.

"No." he grumbled. "Why does everyone think that?"

He stopped what he was doing and turned his sights to the skeleton man. "No, I'm aiming for the Department of Support."

The man's eyes widened before they calmed down. "Most kids your age would rather go for the hero path."

"Then they're fools...no offence if you're into the hero side of things. There are plenty of unspoken heroes in this world. Doctors, police officers, fire-fighters before water quirk users came around and even people at the support department." He started to trail off as the man eagerly listened.

"I don't want to be one of those 'heroes' who only do it for fame and glory. The real heroes go around without praise, fame and glory like the support department. Not only do the gadgets help heroes, but they can also help people."

"That's quite noble of you my boy."

"I highly doubt you're my father..."

"No! No! I call everyone younger than me my boy!"

"...Even the girls?"

"...I...I don't even know..."

Izuku talked to the strange blood spouting man as he occasionally spouts blood back.

"Oh, I'm sorry my boy." The man said. "It seems my talking has taking up your time to get to work on your repairs."

"Nah, it's fine." The teen replied. "I can always come back."

"Well sorry for eating up your time. Oh! I hope you get into the Support section of U.A my boy!"

"Thank you sir!" he called out as the man waved as he left.

"Who was that?" he asked himself. "He felt..."

"...Nevermind that." Sensei said in his ear. "I'll tell later."

"Oh! What about my quirk on my student application form?" he whispered into the earpiece.

"That's for you to choose."

"I see."

"And you need to choose a quirk that you won't use outside of the Izuru persona."

It wouldn't be good if he used the quirk he used for undercover when he joined in attacking to kill the number one hero.

"Don't worry about the stuff here. But, come back here everyday...you just might build some trust with that man."

"Why would I need to build trust with him?" he asked.

"I'll explain later. The stuff will be warped back here when you arrive." Sensei said as the junk did vanish leaving a clean beach. "Shall I warp you back?"

"Nah, I'm fine. I can walk."

He walked back to the bar as he wondered what Sensei was talking about. His mind went to his new study session of creating and developing gadgets to get into the department of support.

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