I didn't even get to tell the whole story, only to the news about me losing my license when it becomes a bitch fest.

"WHAT THE HELL KIND OF BULL SHIT IS THIS?! HEY, THANKS FOR THE HELP, BUT BECAUSE OF THE MEDIA, WE NEED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING GOOD!" Holy hell, Hizashi is pissed. He's the most aware of the media because he works with it the most. He knows the pain.

"Zashi, stop using your quirk. It's stupid, yes, but it's not worth making us deaf over." Shouta says as he leans against Hizashi. Shouta is on his lap, by the way. That's how close they have become, and it's taking everything not to say gay out loud.

"Sorry, Sho." I look away because I know they are about to kiss. After a moment, I look back.

"I think you're saltier than me, Zashi. I just have to prove them wrong."

"You realize that most people don't support quirkless still, right? Sure, it has improved since you have come in, but not by a lot." Hizashi says.

Nemuri adds, "You also lost an arm. All the chances are against you, Izu. They will use your personality, your quirklessness, your injuries, anything they can get ahold of, they will be used against you."

I sigh, "You're talking about the Hero Commission, huh?"

Shouta must have noticed something because he sits up and looks at me, "What else is there?"

"The Hero Commission offered me a high position there. They are aware that I am an asset, and I can use that to my advantage. I need to convince society that I'm worth it." Nemuri and Hizashi look shocked, but Shouta gives me a confused expression.

"Wouldn't that offer you a better advantage when it comes to strategizing? That's your strength." He knows me so well.

"Yes, but I declined it for multiple reasons. I need to become a hero to show what quirkless are capable of. I rather be on the field, so I can see first-hand what is going on so I can adjust the strategy. I like being involved in everything. However, the critical reason is that even though I would have the authority, who would listen to me? Some heroes don't listen to the commission now because they lack hero experience, and they can't get in trouble for it due to the media. Why would they listen to me? I at least need to prove myself before I do anything with the Hero Commission."

Shouta nods, as Nemuri replies, "That's understandable, but how do you plan on convincing fucking society?"

"You make it sound like I have a goddamn idea. Plot twist: I don't! The idea I do have is illegal!"

Everyone takes a moment to settle down after that explosion of salt.

"This is why I stick underground now. You and Zashi are on your own there, Izu." Nemuri says as she leans back. Hizashi whacks her, and I can't blame him.

I sigh, "I don't see why they couldn't just say that I was an underground hero and ended it there. They are seriously trying to get rid of me here! Midoriya and Virus are two different people! I still need to look at that footage and see if I need to change anything on my costume. I need to build a prosthetic arm that works better than a normal arm-" Wait...

Everyone looks at me, and Hizashi asks, "Are you okay?"

"PATCHY IS DEAD! HE SACRIFICED HIMSELF TO KNOCK DABI OVER!" MY GAWD, I WANT TO CRY NOW!

"Hey, at least you have CAT!" I settle down within a snap.

"That's true. CAT can satisfy me for now. As much as I would love to continue to chat, I need to ask Mei to build a robot arm. From there, I look and see what the news is saying and go from there. Before all that, I need a shower." I stand up from my spot and head to my dorm.

"Be careful with your injury!" Shouta yells out.

"YEAH YEAH, HOBO!"

---

After a painful shower, I find Mei in Majima's lab.

"MEIIIIIIIIIIIII! I NEED A ROBOT ARM! I need to be able to use the same headset for CAT to control it. Basically, I want a better arm. However, don't add your extra shit on it. I want only the arm."

Mei seems very excited about this anyway, "That sounds perfect, come here! I want to measure your other arm, so they are the same size. Do you want it to look like an arm, or do you want it to be robotic looking?"

I walk over, lend her my left arm, and give her a look, "You should know by now."

"Badass, so robotic! Got it!" Maijima must have just gotten back from his dinner break because he is now coming over to us.

"Hey, kid. How's the arm?" He asks as he studies my little stub.

"Missing! I'm having Mei do a robotic one for me, and using the same program like with CAT and the Nanobots to make it move." Maijima taps his helmet.

"You need to be careful with that, Izuku. I don't know if it will bother you, but it will certainly take time to get used to it. Don't overdo it, got it? And Hatsume, listen to him."

Mei and I reply with, "Yes, sir!" and get back to work.

---

It has been an hour, and we now have the blueprints!

"Thanks for the help, Mei!"

Mei gives me a bright smile, "No problem! I got it from here! Go get your license back!" I'm glad someone supports me!

I start heading back to the teacher's dorm when I suddenly get rammed from behind.

"Izu!" I turn my head around to see Uraraka shaking, "We've been worried all day since we saw the news!"

I chuckle, spin myself around to face her, and give her a one-arm hug, "Sorry, Uraraka. Life has been a bitch. I'm trying to set everything up because I will become a hero with ya'll."

Do you want to know what Uraraka does next? Too bad, you're hearing it anyway.

SHE PULLS BACK AND PUNCHES ME IN THE FUCKING FACE! LIKE, WHAT THE HELL?!

ACTUALLY, WHAT IS UP WITH EVERYONE PUNCHING ME? I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS SHIT!

Then she pulls me back in a hug.

Alright then.

"That's for worrying us! I'm glad you are okay, though."

"Not anymore! I think you broke my nose, Ura!" I snark. She didn't but still.

"Call me Ochaco. We've been through enough bull shit to be family names." Damn, she is picking up on my language! I'm so proud! AND WE ARE ON GIVEN NAMES!

"I think you're spending too much time with me."

"I don't mind! Do you have time to see the rest of the class?"

"Um, what time is it?"

"It's almost eight, Izu."

"Oh, fuck, sure. I don't think I can do anything at this time, anyway."

Ochaco lets go of me, and we head off the class 1-A dorms.

Time to practice opening a germ-x bottle with one hand!

---

"I LIVED, BITCHES!" I scream as I bust the doors open with Ochaco.

"LANGUAGE!"

"THIS IS WHAT I GET AFTER HAVING AN ARM BURNED OFF, IIDA?! STANDARDS ARE NOT EVEN OUTSIDE THE WINDOW! YOO-HOO, I CAN'T EVEN SEE THEM ANYMORE!"

Momo steps between us, "At least we know Izuku is okay, now."

"DAMN STRAIGHT, DARLING!"

Everyone quickly gathers around me.

Bakugo growls, "What the hell, Deku? You're not suppose to be getting your arm burned off over here!"

"I was lending my hand to somebody. They just happen to not give it back."

Bakugo starts approaching me, "Outside, now."

Kirishima asks, "Wow, you're not going to let us admire Izuku's manly scar? Rude."

I huff, "More like a stub, but I can show. Then Bakugo can bang me or whatever."

"YOU WISH, DEKU!" Bakugo scowls. I flip him off while I show everyone my arm.

"This is Mister Stub. Please be nice to him."

Momo shakes her head, "Only you would name your arm."

Tsu looks at Momo, "Isn't this expected?"

"I guess."

I hear a slam of the door along with, "HURRY UP, DEKU!" from Bakugo.

I clear my throat, "What got his panties in a twist?"

Kaminari shrugs, "No idea, dad."

"No one does," Momo adds. Alright then.

I bid the class goodbye and head out to see Bakugo on the stairs, "What up, Firework?"

Bakugo growls at the name, "Deku, you better win that damn case." Oh, what's this? God, whatchu giving me?

"What kind of plot twist is this? I thought you would be happy with me losing my license."

"I know for a fact that you will get on the charts somehow with how this is going. You may be going underground, but you still have to remain mainstream to do your quirkless riot. With how involved you are now, you're still my challenge. I ain't having my rival go down to something stupid." He's right. That's logical. Actually, he just opened my eyes a bit. Maybe I should focus more mainstream for now, and go underground later. Like, I knew I needed to be above, but I thought I could stay mostly underground. I don't think I can now.

"Is this your way of saying we are chill after all the bullshit you put us through?"

"Don't expect me to say sorry because you were a shit to me too."

"You're not wrong, Kacchan!" I say with a smirk.

"Deku. You're the only challenge here beside Icy-Hot, and he's nothing compared to you. If you give up, I will blast you to the moon myself." Icy-Hot is Todoroki for anyone curious. ALSO, I AM FINALLY SEEN AS AN EQUAL! GOD, YOU BE WATCHING! IT TAKES AN ARM, BUT WHATEVER!

"Someone has to beat your ass."

Kacchan stands up, "I will beat you, Deku!" With that, he stomps his way into the dorms.

"THANK YOU FOR THE UNINTENTIONAL HELP!" He doesn't hear me.

I need to go to the teacher's building now.

I became closer to two people. It seems like giving up a limb is the way to go!

---

We are back in Nemuri's room, and I am salty.

"MOUNT LADY'S GIGANTIC QUIRK CAN SHRINK HER ASS BACK DOWN TO GROUND LEVEL WITH THE REST OF US BECAUSE SHE SUCKS! I DO A MAJORITY, IF NOT ALLLLLLLLLLLLLL OF HER CASES! I CAN TELL YOU THAT THE BRAIN STAYS THE SAME SIZE WHEN SHE USES THAT DAMN QUIRK!"

"YEAH, SHE IS A DUMP VERSION RIP-OFF OF ME!"

"Everyone wants to be you, Nemuri."

"I know, darling."

Shouta sighs to interrupt, "Izuku, you can't go around insulting heroes to win this."

I attempt to cross my arms, "Hizashi does it on his show, and they love him for it."

"That's different. Izuku, with who you are, you need as much respect as possible. Once you're stable in the community, you can do that."

"Fuck genetics. If I said I had an intelligence quirk, the media wouldn't care. I mean, look at Hawks! He slams the truth on everyone, and he doesn't even have to try!"

"You're right. But you're quirkless, and Hawks isn't. You have different battles, Izuku."

"What battle for him?"

"You would complain if you had his battle. It would be too easy for someone like you."

"You're not wrong. Also, Death Arms just posted on Twitter about me being part of the sludge incident. That's something to use against me. However, I can turn it on them BECAUSE DEATH ARMS DID SHIT!" I finally did get the newspaper printed about Death Arms' life being ruined. It's hanging on my wall above my desk. I throw Hizashi my phone because he's my greatest asset here. He understands emotions and media the most out of everyone. He needs to teach me the ways.

Hizashi shakes his head, "A lot of the people attacking you aren't that smart. It's the more shitty heroes. For example, Mount Lady is known for using her status to get free stuff."

"That's true. Hey Zashi, can I do a work-study with you once all this is over? I really need experience with the media."

"Heck yeah!"

Shouta looks up from his laptop, "No. Besides, aren't you with Nighteye agency still?"

"I am, but that doesn't mean I can't go through multiple agencies. Also, hear me out. Zashi might actually be the best for me. Sir Nighteye focuses on detective shit, and that's great for the underground side. However, Kacchan pointed out, and I can't believe it took me this long, but I need to focus on the media for a while. I won't go underground till later. Zashi has the best media experience out of anyone here besides Yagi, but he doesn't count. Therefore," I stand up, go to Hizashi, and pull him into a noogie, "You can't separate us, bitch."

Hizashi nods quickly in agreement, " He's right, Sho!"

There is silence. Then, Shouta sighs, "If you two cause trouble, I'm pulling you out." I let go of Hizashi and put germ-x on.

"Yeah yeah. You're just salty; you're not getting me." I say with a smirk.

"I rather have less time with you."

"OFFENDED!"

That's when Shouta's phone goes off. He groans, pulls it out, and answers, "Aizawa Shouta, what do you want?...yes, my quirk is Erasure...I'm on my way." He hangs up and looks at us, "Izuku, you're coming with me. We will be back later." Shouta stands up and leaves the room, and I zoom after.

The man doesn't bother to slow down when he goes to the parking towards...

"When the fuck did you drive a motorcycle?" I should be more serious about whatever this is, but I can't help myself.

"I have to in emergency situations, brat. Now, get this on, and I will explain on the way there." Shouta throws a black biker helmet at me while he gets his own on.

Somehow I manage, "If I end up on the cement, I'm blaming you and God."

"You won't if you hold on." Shouta gets on, and I follow, leaning some of my weight against him and wrapping one arm around him.

"I'm missing Righty, remember?" He doesn't bother to respond to my question when we are off to the horizons.

I did not scream, and Shouta is not laughing at me.

Eventually, Shouta starts talking, "Eri's quirk is out of control. I brought you with me so you can see what it is. You must stay beside me the whole time, got it? I'm only allowed because I'm underground."

"I know, Eraserhead." I get a huff in response. Whatever.

---

We get to the hospital within a couple of minutes, and we're now arriving at Eri's room. I can see through the window that her horn is glowing, but it must have some radius because it's not affecting us.

Despite their weird looks, I ask the nurses, "Was anyone affected, and how long has it been going on?"

One of the brave souls speak up, "One of the nurses in there. We pulled her out. She said it felt like she was separating from her body. Ten minutes."

Shouta looks at me, "I'm going in. I want her to try and turn off her quirk first." Fucking dumb, but alright. I stay behind him as he opens the door to the room. When he steps in, he tumbles to the floor. I can see Eri trembling as Shouta goes to turn off her quick, but I stop him. I grab him and pull him out of the room.

That's when I notice his face is now clean-shaven. Huh.

"Midoriya, whatever you are thinking, no- MIDORIYA!" Shouta tries to inform me, but I am already walking in. Like Shouta, I crumble to the floor when I feel pain erupt from my right arm. I bite my tongue to the point of blood as it flares up.

Wait, this isn't phantom pain. I hear screaming before silence. The pain remains, and I feel someone shaking me.

"Izuku, you hear me, kid?!" I focus on my breathing, and damn, I'm crying. I open my eyes to see Shouta in front of me, shakey. I look down and-

I know what Eri's quirk is now.

My arm is back. Well, not exactly. It will need to be amputated off because it's charred to a crisp, but it's there. Eri only has so much energy.

I huff out a laugh and look past Shouta to Eri. I fight the pain with a smile, and I follow my instinct for my words, "An r-rewind quirk. Y-your quirk is amazing, E-Eri! You c-can save l-l-lives with this. However, w-w-what's more amazing is you. Surviving t-those bastards is a c-c-challenge without a light, b-but I'm glad you did. I-I'll see you s-soon!"

With that, I pass out into Shouta's arms.

I mean, at least I got my arm back for like two minutes!

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Author here.

You are now officially caught up with where the story is at on all websites. That means updates are much slower to about once every two weeks.

This story does have a Discord that I mentioned way back. If you are at this point of the story, you shouldn't have to worry about spoilers.

If you want to join the server, message Virus#4112 and tell me the reason why.

Basically, it's divided into two sections: IRL and Roleplay.

Roleplay is the channels under the category Izuku Channels. This is where you will see Izuku and any other MHA characters communicate.

For every other category, you are yourself.

Welp, that's all I got. Bye-bye!