Warnings: Panic Attack, Suicidal Jokes (more extreme than usual)

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We get back to Endeavor's agency in one piece! A fucking miracle with how my life is going, but I digress.

Endeavor immediately went to his office, leaving us three musketeers behind with his sidekicks, who are telling Bakugo and I that we will be with sidekicks while Endeavor works with Shoto (though Shoto seems salty about that). More specifically, he left us with Burnin, who is practically a more tamer version of me.

I assume getting a quirk has something to do with that, but I won't be so petty. I like her, so there is no need for that nonsense.

Instead, I need to sneak away to Endeavor. I am willing to bet the lack of money in my pocket that he is going to go through that book right now, and I want to be right there. Therefore, I have to sneak away.

For someone like me, you would expect that to be hard. However, if you can clear your thoughts, hold your breathe, and go away without being seen, it makes your life easier.

Which is exactly what I do. Burnin is facing away from us as she explains the agency , so I tell Todoroki that I am going to the bathroom and slip out before anyone else can notice.

With that out of the way, the hard part has supposedly started: finding Endeavor's office.

I am a genius because I actually watched where Endeavor went instead of exchanging numbers with Burnin.

Sorry Burnin. I will get to you in a moment.

I don't bother to knock as I enter through this unnecessarily large ass door. Endeavor looks up from the book, anger instantly decorating his face like the blood of his victims when he sees me.

Endeavor yells, "What are you doing here?!" Thankfully, I close the door before his voice escapes the room.

Now I can supposedly murder him!...except that's not my goal.

Yet.

"Hawks left a message in that book, and I want to see what it is," I explain with a serious face.

Endeavor settles slightly, watching me, "Do you know what it is about?"

"To some extent. I know what it's about at least."

"And why should I allow you to read it?"

"I'm on the same team as Hawks. He's the one getting information, and I am the one to receive, decipher, and bring it back to the rest of the crew."

Endeavor sighs, "Fine. If this turns out to be a lie, I will burn you to a crisp."

"Wouldn't be the first time!" I approach his desk to stand in front of him, "Have you figured it out?"

"I was about to until you walked in. How did you even escape Burnin?"

"Talent, but that's not important. I'll let you finish since I don't want to interfere and waste more time. Just tell me the message when you finished."

Endeavor doesn't respond. He gets straight to work, and I stand there awkwardly for my answer.

Shockingly, Endeavor figures it out pretty fast, "The enemy is the liberation army. They number over a hundred thousand. In four months to action. In case of failure, more manpower."

I clench my jaw. We knew the first two statements, though it's probably there to let Endeavor in on this business.

That last statement, however, is different. I don't know how to feel about it since there is so much to feel about it.

We have four months to stop whatever the hell they are planning.

Fuck. That's more than expected, yes, but that's still not a lot of time to prepare. Four months to gather as many heroes as possible. Four months to gather information. Four months to come up with a plan. Four months for preparation against a possible war. With all that in mind, there isn't a lot of time to waste.

"Explain," Endeavor requests, paying attention to me without spite for once.

I think of a way to summarize it before spilling, "The liberation army formed when Deika City fell. It's a combination of the Meta Liberation, led by Re Destro, and the League of Villains, lead by Shigaraki. I can not tell you why they met, but they fought, and Shigaraki won. Re Destro was so impressed that he gave over 100,000 members along with resources and money to Shigaraki, which gives him much more power than he had, obviously. Simply put, we're expecting a war because those members are trained well."

Endeavor's facial expression is neutral, but I can tell he is thinking, "It that why they restarted the Work Studies?"

"Yes. There is not enough heroes to fight that number when most of those members are trained the ins and outs of their quirks. The students are insurance."

"Why hasn't this been told to the other heroes yet? This is important information we should be aware of."

"Because there are some heroes part of the group. Hawks is currently working on figuring out the heroes that are. It's not a large number, but it only takes a couple to fuck shit up."

Endeavor nods, thinking to himself for a moment before standing up, "Let's go, Midoriya."

"Okay?" I was expecting more from the man, but alright. I guess that's all he needs. I am more of someone that wants way more information, especially if my son is being involved as insurance, but maybe he already has an idea?

I don't know, and I rather not question it. I have enough issues with the world, and I don't need the old man adding more to it. Shouta would not approve.

We end up approaching Bakugo and Shoto, and I join their side since I am technically still a student.

"I will train with you three," Endeavor starts, "But first, Midoriya and Bakugo, tell me about yourselves."

Bakugo tuts, "I want to see what I can't do. That's what I came here to find out. I came to find what I still need in order to surpass the number one hero." I mean, I could have told him that and saved us all this time, but he can take the hard way. His life, not mine.

Endeavor simply nods, facing me, "And you?"

"Oh, I'm just here to bully you and prove that I can work alongside you!" I announce with a grin. Unlike before our conversation, Endeavor doesn't seem overly mad about it. He isn't happy about it, sure, but it doesn't look like he is about to burn my face off at any moment. He just sighs.

"I will train you three to become heroes. Let's go-"

Shoto cuts him off, "And what about me?" And I oop.

Endeavor looks back at Shoto with wide eyes, "You're just here to learn flash fire, aren't you?!" Shoto looks away from Endeavor and at his hands as he starts using his quirk.

"I poured all the training you beat into me as a kid strengthening my right side. I focused on perfecting my ice. Now that I look back on it, I see that my hatred of you was holding me back in some ways. After entering UA and spending time with these guys, competing and fighting, my eyes were opened. Endeavor, I now realize. I'm gonna do exactly what you wanted me to," Shoto faces Endeavor, "But I want you to know this: the prove I've always admired is the person I watched on TV while sitting beside Mom. I came here wanting to learn, so that I'm someone worthy of becoming a hero. This is my choice, not yours. The only reason I came to this place is to use you. I came because it's beneficial for me, number one. Don't pretend to be a caring parent in front of my friends."

Throughout the speech, Endeavor becomes more...not calm but reconciled? Like giving up in a way? I don't know, this isn't what I am focused on at the moment.

Did this boy prepare a goddamn speech just for Endeavor? Like, I get that this old piece of trash gave him trauma, but did he really deserve a speech? Couldn't a 'bitch, don't assume' work just as well?

Yeah, Shoto and I are going to have to work on that. That's not going to work out so well in the field. However, he did get his point across so for now...

"Pop off, King! Beat his ass!" I encourage. I barely dodge a hit from Bakugo because maybe I am ruining a family moment, but I don't care. Shoto would encourage me to say this. He seems happy about it too.

Endeavor doesn't even respond for a hot second.

Then, he looks away from his, "Right, very well. From now on, you'll learn by joining me in the field. Get into costume and meet me at front in ten minutes."

Yeah, we don't say a yes sir to that. The vibes are a bit too intense at the moment for that. We just get into uniform, meet up with Endeavor, and head out on patrol.

However, before we head out, Endeavor faces me again, "You're considered a pro, correct?"

"Yip yip!"

"Since that's the case, you're allowed to act on your own. Probably better for you. But I expect you to listen if needed." OH, BEING QUIRKLESS IS AMAZING! I CAN DO WHAT I WANT! SUCK IT, BAKUGO!

"Gotcha! Wait, does that mean you're required to listen to me if necessary?" Endeavor glares at me.

"If it comes to it. Before you ask, no. You can't command Shoto or Bakugo. They're under my jurisdiction only." I CAN BOSS ENDEAVOR AROUND! I DON'T REALLY CARE THAT I CAN'T CONTROL MY FRIEND AND ENEMY BECAUSE I CAN BOSS AROUND THE NUMBER ONE HERO!

"Understood!"

Now we are heading out!

To be honest, nothing much happens. Endeavor explains shit I already know, and he's a decent teacher to Bakugo at least. He seems to be giving his son space, which is something?

I don't know. I don't want to be apart of this family drama. I'm just doing my job.

Anyways, sure there's robberies and shit, but it's nothing we can't handle. Endeavor gave Shoto and Bakugo the goal to beat Endeavor and I to a scene and getting rid of the problem.

I must be honest that I was confused for a little bit on why Endeavor grouped me with him. I guess I don't really need to work on that, I guess?

But then the first incident happen where someone stole something and was on a runaway on a motorcycle. With T-Rex, I am able to keep up with Endeavor! We catch up to the motherfucker, and I used my grappling hooks to grab the bike while Endeavor got the dude off to capture him. I get the bike to stop without it crashing anywhere surprisingly, so I prevented damage while Endeavor prevented him from going any further.

By the time we got the guy wrapped up, Shoto and Bakugo are just arriving.

As it turns out, Endeavor is not the worst guy to work with (Though, I guess that can be assumed since he has so many sidekicks in his agency. They would have left already otherwise.). I may joke about his hero work, but he's certainly not the worst hero.

Just the worst father, but that's not what I am arguing about here.

In a sad way, Endeavor and I end up working together rather well. Endeavor deals with the situation while I limit the damage and causalities as support. I also deal with the victims since I am more friendly than Endeavor, and isn't that just sad?

You really went wrong in life if I am considered more friendly than you.

That's not to say the routine is consistent all the time. Sometimes, I have to take over as the offensive since Endeavor is dealing with another incident, but that's only happened a couple of times.

And all of this is with Shoto and Bakugo following behind us, trying to catch up.

Anyway, that's how it goes for the next few days. Endeavor and I would take care of all the incidents, and Shoto and Bakugo would just work on their instincts and catching up to us slowly but surely. After patrol, I return to UA for the night, chill with my homies, and then return early morning. There's the Liberation Army meetings and cop training in between all this, but it's nice, if I must be honest.

Going on patrol makes me forget that I am involved in all that shit. It makes me feel normal.

It lets me feel what is expected of normal heroes who don't know that a possible war is coming up in four months. I then remember, and I just become depressed. However, it's nice to forget while it lasts.

It's selfish, but I'm allowed to be selfish sometimes. At least, that's what everybody around me says.

However, if we get this war bullshit sorted out, then maybe I can feel like this all the time. It's something to look forward to, if nothing else.

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I hate trains.

Did you know that it is a two hour train ride ONE WAY from UA to Endeavor's agency?

Yeah, I am on that bitch four fucking hours a day! I have to get on the train by 5:30 in the morning (6 if I feel risky) in order to make it to the work study on time. Then, I don't get home until after ten, which is not fun. Like, that's when all the sus people are on. I'm surprised I haven't been jumped yet! I've only received a couple quirkless slurs, and I consider that pretty innocent.

So yeah, trains are an evil must.

Why couldn't I just Hawks quirk or something? I know that would make me overpowered, but that's not a me problem.

Whatever. If God wants to be a bitch, he can be a bitch.

Anyway, it's just another morning heading to Endeavor agency. I step off the train and start making my way there. It's about a ten minute walk as long as I don't get distracted, which I don't mind. I just wish I could walk straight to the agency in a reasonable amount of time. Sadly, life is too stubborn to make my life that easy.

As I am getting closer, I notice people stopping in front of the building showing the live news on a bunch of TVs. Now, it's normal to see a couple of people standing there watching it. That's fine.

It gets concerning when there is a whole crowd. Is there a fight or something? I don't want to interfere, but I have to since that is apparently in my job description.

I approach one of the guys in the back, "Yo, what's going on?"

The guy looks at me with wide eyes, "Hey, are you Midoriya?!" Multiple people turn to me, some with all and some with looks that could kill. What crawled up their asses this morning?

"Uh, yeah, but less about me. Is there something going on?"

"Yeah, there was a huge terrorist attack!"

I furrow my eyebrows, "What kind of terrorist attack?"

"See for yourself! Everyone, let Midoriya forward!"

That's when everybody notices me. They look at me with mixed emotions that I don't want to decipher. One people tries to grab me, probably to bring me to the front, but I withdraw with a glare. That gets everyone to set up. After mumbling an excuse me, I approach the TVs.

And nearly throw up.

On the screen, you see green gas blast from the sewers in multiple locations, and it instantly starts affecting people around it.

Running does nothing for them.

One has a turtle quirk, and it turns him into a turtle. He doesn't move after.

Another has what looks like wings erupt from his arms to massive heights before collapsing.

One melts away.

Another catches on fire and turns to ash.

An office woman creates a hurricane, picking up people already suffering

A guy with a laser quirk tries to hold it down, but then it erupts from his body, effectively killing him while destroying the buildings around him.

Their screams of agony rattle my heart.

I nearly lose it when we are shown the streets on fire with hundreds of bodies of people with friends and families.

What the fuck is wrong with people?

"Chemical weapon gas erupted from the sewer system across the city, causing quirks to go to the extreme of their user and killing over thousands of people. It is reported that the attack was caused by Humarise, a mostly quirkless cult trying to get rid of quirks to save the world from the Quirk Singularity Doomsday Theory. At the moment, the World Heroes Association has released no information about their plans. Currently, they are releasing an arrest for anybody who is quirkless for the safety of others, so if you know anybody who is quirkless, please call your local police to have them arrested. Rewards are being offered for higher profile quirkless, the highest being for the one suspected to be in charge of all of this, Midoriya Izuku-"

No no no no-

This is a joke. It's a fucking joke, right?!

My face appears on the screen with 'WANTED FOR MASS MURDER', and I almost scream. WHY THE FUCK WOULD I DO THAT?! THAT'S NOT WHAT I WANT! I JUST WANT TO BE TREATED AS AN EQUAL! I HAVE NO REASON FOR THIS! THAT WOULD KILL MY FRIENDS! MY FAMILY!

WHY WOULD I WANT THAT?!

I stumble back, and someone grabs my shoulders. I spin around with wide eyes to find a guy with his hands raised.

"Calm down-"

Fuck, I'm still around people, and my hand is empty. Frantic, I look for my hero case and snatch it up before looking back at everyone to see their phones record. I can't even hear most of them over the heart pounding in my ear.

Slowly, I forced myself to act calm and swallow the brick in my throat,

"I am sorry for everyone who was involved in that attack and the family and friends of those who lost someone in that attack. I would be just as pissed at quirkless as you given your position, but I promise that not all quirkless are like that. Those people are extremist. With that in mind, I will not stop until I take them down. That is a promise. I have friends and family who could have been killed in that. The fact it could have happened here makes me sick.

To Humarise, congratulations. I hope that you are proud of yourselves. I hope that you are proud of the fact that you killed thousands of innocent people who had friends and family expecting them to come home only to find out that they were killed on television because you sick bastards can't be sane. You've ruined millions of lives because of a fucking theory that hasn't been proven to be true. I hope you're proud of yourselves because I want to be the one to shatter this whole ridiculous organization in the harshest way possible."

"THERE HE IS!" A hear a cop nearby yell, and there seems to be a whole group.

Anxiety crushes me, but it allows me to move.

I don't hesitate to run. I speed through the crowd and do my best to disappear from their sight by blending in. Once I find a chance, I slip into an alleyway and get away from the streets as fast as possible.

When I find my breathe gone and my vision blurry, I duck behind a trashcan and wait, trying to hear despite the beating and buzzing flooding my hearing. I curl up, ignoring the tears running down my cheeks and the tremors that wreck my body.

What did I do to deserve this?

I drop the case to cover my mouth from releasing a sound.

I need help.

I scramble to find my phone, opening it only to find a miss call. Stupidly, I call back.

"Midoriya, are you okay?" The fucking HC president of all people responds. And it's in the middle of me wanting to die! HOW GREAT! "Midoriya, can you hear me? Listen to me. You need to get to the HC building so we can sort this out-"

I hang up, nearly throwing the phone in frustration as I curl up further into myself.

This is so much. What the hell is going on with me? Why is it so hard to breathe and think and-

Suddenly, I hear something while I feel a presence in front of me, and I scramble back further into the corner I got myself in. I grab the nearest thing, my hero case, and swing it at whoever it is in front of me only for it to be stopped.

"Izuku!" A familiar voice yells.

My eyes snap open to reveal Tensei in his wheelchair holding my case. Fucking hell, how did he find me-?

Tensei lets go of the case and pulls out his phone, "You're safe-"

"You're going to tell them where I am!" Escapes my throat before I can stop myself, and I stand up trembling, nearly collapsing against the wall as I reach for the phone. Tensei looks at me with wide eyes, bringing it just out of my reach.

"No no no, Izuku, I need to call Shouta. You're panicking, and I don't know how to help you. I'll explain how I found you, but you need to calm down first- "

A voice- Shouta's voice, comes through the speaker, "Tensei, what's going on?" I freeze.

"I found Izuku, but he's panicking. Here." Tensei offers me the phone, and I take it gently.

"Izuku? Izuku, can you hear me?" I sit back down before I collapse. I can't believe how just Shouta's voice is able to snap through everything, but it works to our advantage.

"Yeah," I spit out with a stutter. His tone instantly shifts to worry when he hears me.

"Shit, kid, I need you to sit down where ever you are and breathe. Breathe in for four, hold for seven, release for eight. I'm tapping my bracelet to help, so focus on that."

I notice the warm sensation on my wrist and follow it the best I could. How is breathing so fucking difficult? It's painful as hell. It doesn't help that I am practically crying in the middle of it, so I have to gasp every once in a while since my emotions are a fucking roller coaster.

Time is simply a blur, and I have no clue how much goes by when Shouta finally stops warming up the bracelet.

By the time that happens, I'm mentally and emotionally exhausted.

"Izuku, are you with me?"

"Mhm. Do you know what's going on?"

"If you mean in the news, yes. I assume that's what triggered this?" I forgot it for a moment during my round of suffocation and pretend dying. Though, I guess my body hasn't since it keeps fucking crying like the bitch it is.

"Yeah."

"Avoid the news for now on. I'm on my way, and we can figure out something. Nezu is already preparing one of his illegal plans to get you out of the country if needed. Probably a murder plan too. When he heard about all this, he broke a pencil." I can't help but huff.

"I wouldn't be surprised. The HC president called me. Wanted me to come in and sort it out."

"That's too risky. Just wait where you are and I'll come pick you up."

I sigh, running my sleeve over my eyes in an attempt to get rid of the tears, "If I go there, it's less time than you spending two hours. Something is telling me that I should go there." Gut feeling probably telling me to go there to jump off the building, but we're going to ignore that reasoning and hope it's telling me something smart.

"I rather spend two hours than you risk getting arrested. Don't tell me you're considering this."

"If I clear myself, I might be able to clear it for all the other quirkless."

"But if you get arrested, that's a bad message."

"I know."

"Izuku, kid, I care about you. What I'm worried about is that, if you are arrested, you're not going to get a trial. They will just say you're guilty and lock you up for good. You're not thinking this through." I take a deep breath because Shouta is right. If I get arrested, I am fucked. "...if you're going to do it, just promise me that you will escape if they try to capture you. I'm coming too if you plan on going through with it."

What did I deserve to get a brother like him?

"I wasn't planning on getting captured, Sho. Why aren't you arguing more?"

"You better not. I'm heading there now. As for why, you're going to do it anyway no matter what I say, especially with how you are emotionally right now. I'm not there to physically stop you like usual, and Tensei can't do much against you either. I rather be by your side than try to convince you of the impossible. Besides, if someone can pull off this stupid plan, it's you." That gets a small smile out of me. That's a nice change. A change that will probably only happen once since Shouta is probably going to become glued to my side after, but it's a good change right now.

"...thanks, Shouta."

"You're in so much trouble once this finishes."

"Considering I'm wanted for mass murder, I'm not surprised." I hear a huff on the other side of the line.

"Brat. Be careful, okay?"

"You too. See you soon," I hang up and hand the phone back to Tensei, "Thanks for that and for coming."

Tensei grins, "No problem! If you're curious about how I found you, Sho sent me your location. I just happened to be in the city at the time, so it worked out rather well."

"So nobody knows where I am?" Me? Paranoid? Probably.

"Besides anyone who has that signal, nope!"

"Good," I pull out my phone and call for Patchy. I left Patchy at Endeavor's agency, so it needs to get its butt over here so that I fly out of this joint, "Sorry you had to deal with that."

"Homie, I would do that no matter what. It's what us squad members do! To be honest, it was scary to see you in a state like that. No child should have to go through that." If only you knew.

"Welcome to my hell," I mutter, "How did you get back here with a fucking wheelchair anyway?"

"You built it, remember?"

"Oh."

"You sure you want to deal with the HC? You still seem out of it."

"Wouldn't be the first time I come to them like this," I open up my suitcase and have T-Rex go over my school uniform.

"You're in therapy, right?"

"Had my first session last week. Nothing happened." Besides lots of petting on clean fluffy fur.

"Might want to consider going to them more often."

"Maybe," Patchy flies down from the air with a loud squawk, "Patchy, wings." Patchy follows the command.

"You're flying there?"

"Got to avoid the media and cops somehow."

"True. I assume you're heading out?"

"Yeah. Once again, thanks for everything."

"No problem! Just stay safe, and I will have done my job."

I huff, "No promises there. I need to move out. Later, Tensei."

"Bye, Izuku! Don't get arrested!" Tensei hollers as I fly off.

Even if I probably am emotionally compromised. That wouldn't be a first time either.