A/N: I'm so sorry about that wait. Halfway through writing this chapter I had two essays to write (One being a required 18 paragraphs), a documentary to watch with questions to answer, two art projects, and a test all due in the same week.

I've been sitting at my laptop every second of every day, and I couldn't even be writing shit I actually wanted to write. It sucked. But, here we are. Now, I wanted to talk to you all about something.

So, I just found out that on FFN this story surpassed 1,000,000 views. I...I don't know what to say (BTW, the chapter with the sex scene had a major spike in views. Ya bunch of pervs...says the one who wrote it) The fact that enough of you have stuck around to cultivate that amount of views on this rarepair story that I still think is pretty hit or miss is outstanding to me. It's not just FFN either, all the sites I post on have amazing support. (Now, if only Wattpad would get their shit together and fix their stupid ranking system because my story was very high for a long time but suddenly vanished and hasn't been on there for months. Shouldn't the base ranking system be based on views, votes, and comments and the other ones such as "New" and "Rising" use the other variables? I dunno, that just makes sense to me.) Anyway, I just have to say thank you again. I know this story isn't for everyone, I make mistakes, I have my bad days, a lot of this story is strange, awkward, questionable, etc. But to everyone here that seriously thinks this story is worth something, that thinks it's legitimately worth a read, thank you.

I started this story during a pretty dark spot in my life. One that started a few years ago if I'm being honest. I started writing this purely because I thought, "Fuck it. I don't have anything else to do and it won't go anywhere" and almost a form of escapism. Like writing my own little world about other people's lives would distract me from my real one. But, I definitely didn't think it would be multiple chapters, much less 50+ going on 60 and beyond, AND I would have multiple other stories. The support for An Insecure Violet is also starting off very strong and I've already fallen in love with writing Kyouka (You have no idea how strange it was writing a hetero Kyouka after writing the Kyouka in this story for so long. But her and Izuku fit so well it's scary). And Thank You started out...uh...rough, in a less crude term. Yet somehow here we are.

This story, and most especially all of you, have made me so happy. Reading all of your likes, criticisms, jokes (you people on Wattpad are so fucking nuts and I love you), and just everything is amazing. I literally can't wait to see another notification from someone. Ever since writing this my personal life has actually gotten a lot happier. Still has kinks, but whose doesn't?

Whenever this story comes to an end I might just have to make one long ass letter to the people who I always see comment and message and such. I know I can't give much, but I hope my stories can be enough.

Thank you.

Pun intended.

...I still have no idea how any of you find me funny.

The teams all ran down the stairs, the light of the hallway behind them being their only way of seeing. Izuku pulled out his tracking device and watched as Eri's red dot began moving further into the compound. And if she was on the move, so was Chisaki. The group made it to the bottom of the stairs, only to find a dead end. Mirio slipped his head through the wall and looked around. "We're clear."

Izuku and Ejirou crashed through the wall, allowing everyone to move forward. Sir turned back to yell up the stairwell at Bubble Girl, who was dealing with the captured villains up top, only for the doorway to suddenly close. "Well, that's not good."

The ground began shifting and the walls began morphing around them. The hall began twisting into a spiral, the light from the end beginning to vanish. Once again Izuku's world began to slow down. His tracker said that the main hall that they were in would take them directly to Eri. He was the only one capable of making it…

...Aizawa did say to act if the opportunity arose.

...He also said only if he told him so.

Well, as the saying goes: It's easier to ask for forgiveness than permission.

Like a streak of light, Izuku bolted straight into the spiral closing hallway. The young hero hopped over concrete, dived through morphed doorways, and broke through interfering chunks of wall as it began closing in on his body. From his perspective, the hallway was closing at a snail's pace. But, even at his speed, the end was already nearly shut. With one final push, Izuku broke through the final wall, the rest of the base free for roaming. Izuku caught his breath and checked his tracking device. He was more than confident in his friend's abilities, they would be fine.

He broke into a sprint heading deeper into the base.

…

(Back with the rest of the teams)

Aizawa pressed his lips together and nodded while looking at the now vanished hall Izuku had just left through. "That's about right. Okay, Deku's gone."

Momo shrugged, "What else were you expecting?"

Sir turned to Mirio and nodded his head toward the wall, "Lemillion?"

"On it!" The blonde ran towards the wall and vanished into it, following the younger hero.

The police chief looked around the dark hall, "This has to be Irinaka, this is his handiwork. Can you cancel it out, Eraserhead?"

"I have to see his body for that. Earphone Jack, plu-" Before Aizawa could finish his sentence, the floor beneath them fell, and the heroes were all dropped to a large room below. Nejire and Ochako did their best to make sure no one hit the ground hard, and managed to get most of everyone down to the ground safely.

"Well look at what we have here." The group turned to see three men emerge from the dust. All three were wearing different masks and had crazed looks in their eyes. "Some state-authorized goons fell from the sky. Life's full of surprises."

Fatgum cracked his knuckles, "These guys want a fight? Let's give 'em one!"

"No." Amajiki raised his arm out to block the pro from going any further. "Everyone here is essential to the mission, especially the pros. You all need to catch up to Lemillion and Deku before things take a turn for the worse. I'll take these low-lifes myself."

"What?" Kirishima exclaimed.

"No!" Nejire yelled as she flew over to SunEater. "You're not fighting alone. I'll stay with you."

"Nejire, you're too powerful to be wasted on these criminals. They need you. Mirio needs you. Go to him."

"But-"

He placed a hand on her shoulder, "You and Mirio are always telling me that I should have more confidence in myself, and that you believe in me. Well, believe in me now. I can handle this." Tamaki turned to Fatgum. "Go! There's no point getting caught up here. Let me do this." The pro stood completely still, not sure what to do. Tamaki didn't wait for an answer and proceeded to begin fighting, his arms transforming into octopus arms.

Fatgum sighed and nodded, "Let's go. There's a door over there!" Momo and Kirishima were about to interrupt, but the pro stopped them. "SunEater has it covered. There's no one better than him to take care of this. Have confidence in him. We have more important things to take care of." The group hesitantly turned away from the battle and ran out the door and into the hallway. "Okay, things haven't exactly gone to plan. But, I think we still got thi-" The wall suddenly shot out and tried to push Aizawa into a new made hole. Before he could be taken Fatgum shoved Eraser out of the way, vanishing from the scene. "OH GOD-DAmn iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii…!"

Fatgum's yell slowly faded away as he was moved further and further away from the rest with the hole closing shut. Kyouka shook her head, "This is really falling apart."

"Kirishima's gone!" Ochako yelled out.

Eraser stood back up on his feet, "Damn. He must've gotten dragged along with Fatgum. I'm getting sick of Irinaka." As if responding to Aizawa with a middle finger, the hall began to shift and morph once more.

Sir turned around and shouted, "Rock Lock!"

The agitated pro pressed his hand onto the wall, freezing it in place. "Great, now we're in this mess. I have a limited range, this is the best I can do."

The police began to look around the room, "Irinaka is like a game of Whack-A-Mole. He's likely burrowing in certain spots. Eraserhead?"

"I can't see him. I need to be able to see his body to cancel his quirk."

Ryukyu turned to Kyouka and nodded. Kyouku smirked, "I can fix that!" She jabbed her jacks into the wall and listened in. Eventually, a heartbeat and breathing could be heard. The purplette swiveled around and pointed up towards a spot of the ceiling. "Nejire, blast right there!"

Without hesitation, the blue-haired powerhouse fired a shockwave into the ceiling and blasted apart the concrete. Behind the debris was a scared looking Irinaka. "Oh shit." Immediately, Aizawa cancelled his quirk and made him completely defenseless.

Momo raised her hand and shot out a web-like substance from her wrist, latching on to Irinaka and pulling him to the ground. Kyouka looked at Momo questioningly, "What...What was that?"

"I've been reading Izuku's old comics. It was fun to figure out how to make these," Momo said while using it to stick Irinaka to the ground. Sir slung a seal stamp into the mobster's head, knocking him out.

Eraser deactivated his quirk and turned to Momo and Kyouka, "Well done you two. Now let's move." Besides being split up, things were going well. The group continued forward, their trackers indicating that Eri was getting closer. And, if that was true, then Izuku and Mirio weren't that far.

...

(Earlier With Izuku)

Izuku rushed through the halls as fast as he could without causing more damage around him. As he ran past door after door, he was suddenly stopped. "Izuku!" The teen skidded to a stop, burning marks into the floor. He turned back to see Nana looking into a room he had passed. "You might wanna take a look at this." Confused, the young hero sprinted into the room and gasped in shock. In front of him was what he assumed must have been Chisaki's lab where his experiments on Eri were performed. "Looks like Nighteye was right. Chisaki, that damn bastard."

Izuku roamed around the room, needles, tubes, and chemicals were everywhere. In the center sat an operation chair with clamps on the arm rests. What horrified Izuku the most was that the leather of the chair was completely stained with a fading blood red.

His stomach churned in horror. When Sir said Chisaki was using his quirk to take Eri's body to make bullets, he didn't think he meant literally destroying her body . His recently dwindled anger shot back into him at full force. Nana stood next to him and looked down at the chair, the same realization dawning on her. "Sometimes I really hate that I'm morally against killing."

"But…?"

"But, I'm not against breaking his bones. Perhaps all of them." Nana chuckled at her joke, but saw Izuku was still staring at the chair with rage etched into his features. "We've really gotta fix you up."

Izuku was snapped out of his stupor, "What?"

Nana pressed a finger on the wrinkles formed from his scowl. "You're out of whack. Out of balance. I didn't think what I said to you would mess you up that bad."

"What are you talking about?" Izuku said, still confused and quickly turning back around to exit and continue his pursuit of Chisaki.

"When I said you shouldn't philosophically be like Toshinori." Izuku stopped at the door, signalling Nana to continue. "It's all you've ever known, and I know it's hard. But, I'm sticking by what I said. Whenever you're at home, with friends, family, with Yaoyorozu, you're fine. Everything is right. But, now when you're out here being a hero, you don't have answers anymore. You're stressed and conflicted with yourself. You didn't even forgive Bakugou, not that he deserves it, but being unforgiving isn't how you do things."

Izuku threw his arms up in exasperation, "I just don't know what to do."

Nana smiled, "It's simple really. You're such an overthinker."

"I thought you said you didn't know either."

"I didn't. And then I got to know you personally. I realized exactly what you have to be. So will you. But, all you need to do at this moment is go shove your foot up a mob boss' ass."

Izuku nodded, "Thanks for the imagery."

"It's what I do." Izuku looked past Nana to see an open cooler with dozens and dozens of vials inside. Each one was filled with what Izuku could only assume was Eri's blood. A few vials were missing. But, he couldn't think about it for too long. Eri was still on the move.

...Oddly not very fast.

The tracker indicated that Chisaki was essentially going the speed of a stroll through the park. He must've been confident in his top men's abilities to keep the heroes occupied.

Too bad Izuku was an outlier.

"Let's go."

...

"If you wouldn't mind..." Chisaki and Chrono both stopped in their tracks, and slowly turned around to see the young hero Deku with a piercing glare. Everything was already moving much faster than expected, but anyone being able to catch up at that point was near impossible. What had happened to Irinaka? "...I'd like to take Eri somewhere safe. There's a lot of dangerous men around here."

Kai nonchalantly scoffed, "And where would that be?"

"Far away from you."

Nana shook her head, "We have got to work on your banter."

Kai turned around to Izuku, "Fair enough. However, I'm not going anywhere. And Eri wants nothing to do with someone like you, someone who turned a blind eye and left her."

Izuku clenched his fists, "I promised her I'd come for her."

"And here you are, ready to die."

Nana looked to the ceiling, "Punch up." Izuku immediately rocketed his fist into the air, the blast of pressure slamming into the hiding Deidoro Sakaki hanging from the pipes above. The mob member fell to the ground completely out cold, his beer bottle smashing to pieces on impact.

Izuku rolled his shoulders back, "You were saying?"

Chisaki's uninterested eyes changed to somewhat intrigued. "You seem different from before. Just as reckless and angry, a student playing hero, but...different."

"You can tell your friend in the shadows he can come out. I know he's there."

"Hmm." Chisaki raised his hand and motioned forward. Shin Nemoto appeared from the shadows, gun trained on Izuku. "I'm sorry, master. I didn't anticipate him seeing Sakaki."

Chisaki turned around and continued to walk down the hallway, Chrono on his tail. "It's fine. Perhaps that drunkard should've been quieter. Just kill him so we can move on."

"Yes, master."

*BANG*

Nemoto fired his gun directly at the teenager, only to see that the only thing he hit was the wall and Izuku was gone. There was a sudden thunderous wind that crashed throughout the hall, Nemoto crashing into the wall down for the count. Chrono and Chisaki were doing their best, but failed to stay on their feet.

Soon the wind died down, the mob boss and his henchman stood back up. Chisaki cracked his neck and wiped the filthy dust the wind blew around off of his body. "Get back here, Eri." The villain turned around to face Izuku, who was now holding Eri in his arms. "You know what'll happen if you don't."

The terrified little girl began struggling in Izuku's arms, but his grip was firm. "Don't listen to him. Everything's gonna be fine."

Eri shook her head, tears in her eyes, "No! He's gonna kill you! Get away!"

"Eri, he'll die. You don't want that, do you?"

Izuku shook his head, "He's lying, Eri. It doesn't matter if you go back, he'll try to kill me anyway. You've suffered too much. I won't let him kill me, and I won't certainly let him hurt you. You'll never have to see him again."

"You were born to break people. Every move you make hurts someone. Your very existence is a curse!"

"No, it isn't!" Izuku looked Eri in the eyes and continued. "Eri, I know what it feels like to have people want nothing more than to hurt you, to make you believe things about you that aren't true. Your father isn'-"

"Father?" Izuku furrowed his brow in confusion at Chisaki's interruption. "Oh, right. That's what I told you. You fool…" Kai ripped his glove from his left hand. "I have no children."

Kai slammed his hand down onto the ground, the entire hallway bursting and constructing into an extremely large room of broken tile and misshapen rock. Spikes began shooting out everywhere, aiming right for Izuku and Eri. Chrono grabbed Nemoto's gun with normal bullets and fired. Keeping his power from being too destructive, Izuku opted to grab his waist cape and send a charge of his power through it. He raised it over him and Eri as it solidified and softened the blow of the bullets and stopped them from penetrating through the material.

Chrono scoffed, "I thought capes were just for show?"

Izuku detached the garment from his belt and wrapped it around Eri in hopes of the protective materials keeping her from harm. Nana shouted orders, "Left! Duck! Slide under! Kick them away!" With every command Izuku did as instructed, moving and dodging around the spikes with ease. The onslaught finally stopped, giving Izuku some time to breathe.

"You... You're...You're trying to kill Eri, too?!"

Kai wiped away some dust from the debris, "Of course. If she gets damaged it doesn't matter to me. I can heal her. She might not come back completely normal, but...I guess she's used to that. She'll still be useful."

Izuku grit his teeth, the underlying anger from the beginning of the week coming back full force. Being at home with Momo and his friends had put him at rest, but with the lab and now Chisaki's clear lack of care and utter manipulation and tearing down of Eri, Izuku's walls were breaking.

"You vile...callous...sadistic...motherfu-"

Nana placed a hand on his shoulder. "Let's keep the language to a minimum around the girl, alright. Stay focused. You're letting your power go ballistic. Remember, even simple movements at 100% are dangerous. Unless you want the entire basement crashing down on everyone's heads, including the other heroes and your friends, then turn down the heat on the kettle."

Izuku took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay. Okay, I got this." In his arms, Eri felt the fabric in her hands. It was strange to her. It was red, the color of blood. A color she hated, that made her feel fear. But, for some reason, the object wrapped around her made her feel...safe. Maybe it was because of how soft it was. Or, maybe it was because of who it came from.

The stranger: Deku.

At least, that's what she had heard the tall blonde haired man call him. Deku was the person who had held her gently. The person who had promised to rescue her. He gave her a gift, the little red blinking thing. He made her feel...okay. He was the nicest person she had ever met.

And that made Eri all the more scared that she was going to get him killed.

Chrono whipped out his gun, but Kai put his hand out in front of him. "One bullet, remember? He's made it apparent that he can dodge them anyway. I'll give you an opening."

Chrono shook his head in disbelief as he put away his gun, "What is he?"

"Another sick child in need of treatment." Chisaki once again placed his hand on the ground, spikes from every angle diving into one single spot. Izuku just managed to get out of the way, and continued to advance toward Chisaki. The spikes began not only to focus on Izuku, but on Eri as well. Even at 25%, trying to keep track of Eri, Chisaki, and the spike was beginning to be difficult. Not to mention Eri was making it apparent that she didn't want Izuku there.

"Why?! Why are you trying to help me?! Just let me go or you'll die! I don't want anyone else to die because of me!"

"You're no-ah!" Izuku ducked under another spike and slid under another. Chisaki was now creating walls to close Izuku in and block him from reaching the Yakuza members. "Even if I die, which I won't, it won't be because of you. I want you to be okay. I want to save you."

Eri closed her eyes and shook her head violently, "No! You don't understand!"

"Eri you-"

"Izuku, pay attention!" Nana's voice brought the hero back into the fight. His talking to Eri allowed a perfect distraction for Kai. Izuku was now boxed in completely. Spikes shot out from each wall and began closing in.

Chisaki scowled under his mask, "Can't you see she doesn't want to be saved. She knows how dangerous she is. You're just trying to unleash something the world doesn't understand." Tendrils of rock shot out directly towards Izuku. Just as the teen was about to boost his power to bust out of the trap, a fist flew out of the ground and uppercutted the mob boss. Mirio shot out of the floor as Overhaul tumbled backwards, and slammed Chrono in the jaw with a kick, the gun in his hand clattering away.

"I think the world and I will take our chances." The blonde vanished back under the ground and appeared next to Izuku. "So, what'd I miss?"

"Well, Eri isn't actually Chisaki's daughter."

"Eh, we probably should've seen that one coming."

"No!" Both looked back to Eri, still in Izuku's arms. "Now he's going to kill you both!" Tears flowed out of her eyes as she continued to squirm.

"She's right." The teens looked back towards Chisaki as he stood back up and looked towards them. "Eri, if you come back to me I'll make everything better. No one will get hurt. You know it would be better if you took the pain instead of them, wouldn't it?"

Mirio grit his teeth, then shouted, "Shut up!"

"...Yes," The quiet voice of Eri spoke out. "Yes." Izuku looked at her in despair. Her mind was so molded and manipulated that she didn't even want to be saved. In her mind she was cursed, and there was no other option than to suffer with the pain and delusions.

... Izuku felt an odd case of deja vu.

Chisaki outreached his hand, "Just hand her over, and this can all be over."

Mirio whispered, "Deku, get her out of here."

Izuku whipped around to Mirio with wide eyes and whispered back, "What?"

"You're the only one fast enough to get her far from him. I'll keep him here."

"No, I'm staying to fight."

"You might be fast, but you're touchable. He can't hurt me. Just get her out of here."

Kai's patience grew warily thin, and his gaze shifted to the little girl. "Eri, what are they whispering about?"

Izuku scowled, "She doesn't have to answer to y-"

"L-... Leaving...with me."

Chisaki sighed, "As I thought. I apologize Eri…"

He once again slammed his hand on the ground …"but, I guess I don't have a choice!"

Spikes flew out from every single inch of the floor, so high that they nearly reached the ceiling. Nana's eyes went wide, "Yeah, we can't dodge that!"

Izuku quickly turned to Mirio with lightning enveloping his body, "Togata, dive down!" The blonde understood and sunk into the floor. Everything slowed down for the young hero, the spikes now only a few meters from him. He raised his leg, keeping his hold on Eri, and slammed his foot onto the floor, the shockwave destroying the incoming attacks. Mirio popped back out of the ground, and Izuku placed Eri down. "Take Eri and get her back to the surface."

"What?! No! You're the one that needs to go!" But, it was too late. Izuku was already off like a bolt of lightning and on Chisaki in the blink of an eye. Izuku's judgement was clouded by vengeance. The lab that Eri was mutilated repeatedly in had lodged itself into his head, and whenever he saw Chisaki his vision went red. The mob boss raised up a wall for defense, but it was easily broken. A swift kick was rocketed into Chisaki's stomach, sending him backwards.

Nana flew above the scene and shouted, "What did I say about the kettle?!" Izuku heard her and took deep breaths, but his assault didn't stop. The teen jumped into the air, 30% coursing through his veins. Tendrils of rock shot out of the ground and Izuku punched through them. "Both sides!" Nana was right as spikes from the both sides of the young hero rocketed towards him. "In front!" As Izuku moved out of their way, he was surprised to see one coming from straight on and heading directly between his eyes.

The teen swiped away the rock, only to find Chisaki directly behind it, his bare hand outstretched mere inches Izuku's face. Panicked, the greenette boosted his power swerved out of the way, barreling towards the ground at blinding speeds. Unable to land on his feet, Izuku rolled away and whipped back around to continue the fight.

...Only to fall on his face.

He tried to stand back up, but he continued to uncontrollably fall back down. He simply couldn't stand. The ground underneath him began to shift, so the teen knew what was coming. Izuku dodged the spikes as best as he could given his sudden lack of balance, but he could not stop one of the spikes stabbing into his left thigh. Seething in pain, Izuku punched the ground. The shockwave blowing back and shattering anything in the vicinity. Chisaki constructed the floor around his legs, keeping him in place. Izuku grabbed onto the spike, but Nana put a hand on his wrist. "Don't pull it out. That's what she sa-"

"Not really the time, Nana." Izuku groaned in pain as blood oozed down his leg. "What's happening to me?"

"Well done, Seikoro. You've redeemed yourself." Izuku and Nana looked over to see the drunkard Deidoro Sakaki belly down on the ground barely conscious. But, just awake enough for his quirk to be usable. Izuku quickly tried to shoot out his arms to fire off a blast of energy, but was blocked by another one of Chisaki's construction. The teen was barely able to flip himself over before his arm was impaled like his leg. Right as the mob boss was about to send off another attack, Mirio suddenly shot out of the ground and gave Chisaki a right hook into his temple. As the blonde became tangible, he stumbled to the ground as his equilibrium was being effected.

"Miri-, I mean, Lemillion? Thanks." Izuku looked through the spikes and constructions to see Eri at the far back of the room still wrapped in his cape and looking terrified and confused, not sure what to do with herself. Chisaki was completely focused on Mirio and himself, which was good. But…"

"Izuku!" Nana shouted. "Chrono!" The ghost pointed towards Chrono who was making his way towards the little girl. Black Whip cracked out of Izuku's arm, wrapping itself around the criminal's waist. Izuku picked him up and threw him into the wall.

Or, more appropriately, through the wall.

And behind that wall revealed Nighteye, Aizawa, the Ryukyu group, and…

"Momo!"

Izuku watched as his partner looked down at the man who had suddenly crashed through the wall they were about to break, then to a drunken, barely conscious man on the floor, to another mobster dressed as a plague doctor in all black,to the spikes littering the room, to Eri, and then finally up at her lover who was stabbed in the leg and surrounded by spikes and other oblong constructions. "When it comes to you, I've learned to stop asking and simply go along with it."

Mirio shouted as a spike phased through him, "The drunk on the floor! Knock hi-" Before the blonde can even finish his sentence, a seal stamp slammed into the criminal's temple, knocking him out cold.

Nighteye continued into the room, motioning for the others to spread out.

It just wasn't Chisaki's day. He looked around the room at the increased number of heroes that began moving around the perimeter and surrounding him. His biggest threat, who he had managed to immobilize with a spike to the leg, was now being tended to by a girl with a ponytail, and Eraserhead kept his sight on the mob boss.

Although…

Chisaki looked around at the heroes present and realized that the situation might actually be the best thing to have happened. But, if he wanted it to actually work in his favor, he needed to lower the pressure.

Kai craned his neck to look behind him at Eri at the far end of the room. Suddenly, Overhaul raised his hand, destroying a seal stamp about to hit his head. "Don't even think about it, Chisaki," Nighteye said. "You're under arrest."

"Really now? Do you believe that I'm going to raise my hands in surrender?" Izuku was brought to his feet. The spike in his leg was removed and the wound was wrapped tightly in bandages and gauze. With Izuku back on his feet, Chisaki knew it was now or never. "You all really are sick, aren't you?"

Momo furrowed her brow, "Define sick."

"Believe me, I'm sick as well. However, I'm enlightened."

Izuku limped forward, "Enlightened enough to butcher a little girl's body for drugs?" No one was making any real movements. Chisaki's gloves were discarded, and it was clear that he was a skilled man. He was too focused on them and would likely be able to react fast enough to touch them, killing them instantly.

Mirio knew he could get to Chisaki and not be touched, but he was more worried about the criminal attacking Eri instead of him. Izuku knew he was fast enough, but with his leg in the condition it was in, he couldn't be sure. He had pushed through worse pain. But, with a stab wound like the one he had, it could give out on him. Black Whip or his energy shots were an option, but there was no guarantee that they would work.

Izuku's energy was a physical energy. Black Whip and his electricity could be destroyed just like anything else. Chisaki would simply cancel them out.

"If by that you mean enlightened enough to take a living curse and turn her into a cure, then yes. I am." Keep the heroes talking. Make them interested. Buy more time. "You don't even realize what you've been infected with."

Ryukyu scowled, "What did you mean? What did you do?"

"What I did? No, I didn't do anything. I'm talking about the greatest disease epidemic to ever grace the planet. Quirks. Where did they come from? Mice and rats, or at least that's the theory."

Izuku was suddenly intrigued. His quirk-obsessive brain was attached to the subject. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Well, where did the bubonic plague come from?"

"...Oh."

"I may be a germaphobe, but there is no denying that quirks truly are a sickness. A disease that somehow managed to not kill its hosts, but made the hosts kill each other." The man scoffed, "Look at where we are now. What we're doing now. This disease caused the devolution of the world. We all know the saying, "Without quirks, humans would be on the moon". This is exactly my point. We've haven't just slowed down, we've reversed. And now, being sick is an occupation." He gestured towards everyone in the room around him. "The government pays sick people to fight other sick people, and then the ill that are living regular lives have to pay taxes to pay for the damage. Heroic sacrifice and villainous acts are no different. Both derive from a distortion of the mind from an illness that you have all confused for a blessing."

Nighteye shook his head, "Are you done preaching?"

Kai subtly glanced over at Chrono, his body beginning to slightly move. Just a little more time. "No. Perhaps, if you let me speak you would actually learn something."

"We're not interested in whatever you have to teach."

"Of course not. I'm cursed with knowledge and understanding that you don't accept. Or, maybe you simply refuse to accept it. All of you in your hierarchy, above everyone else. Paid to be sick and with stronger diseases. You're worshipped, why would you want my cure? You have it all."

Izuku pressed his lips together, but not in anger. He felt disgusted at the thought, but it was actually in understanding. It was just like Nana had said. People like All Might are worshipped, and Izuku was a culprit of that. People become compliant and no one goes anywhere. There is no improvement. Hell, most countries' budgets went into hero companies. A few months ago, Izuku would have found everything Chisaki said insane. It was true that he was stubborn when it came to his philosophies.

Now, however…

"It's a vaccine."

All eyes turned to Izuku, most in confusion. Momo furrowed her brow, "What?"

Izuku looked up to Kai, "The bullets. They're a vaccine. Eradicating whatever bacteria from the mice that's embedded into our DNA. We called quirks the next evolution of our species, but..."

Kai's eyebrows raised, as if he was impressed. "But what?" He said, pushing Izuku to continue.

Izuku sighed, "...but, an evolution is meant to progress a species further in their advancement. We've been stalled. You want to go back to the Pre-Quirk Era."

"Exactly. It's a win-win scenario for us all. The world is cured and can finally evolve-"

Izuku scowled, "And the Yakuza come back into power."

"And here I thought you were the sickest one of the bunch. I've underestimated you. I finall-"

"But…" Izuku interrupted. "Your methods are horrific, sadistic, inhumane, and all in the name of bringing back a crime organization. The world can be shown to be better without erasing everything."

"Your idea is an empty dream. My idea is an effective possibility." Chisaki exhaled through his teeth, "So close, yet so far. In mere moments you went from being the start of my hopes to being a great disappointment."

"Yeah, I used to get that a lot."

"I guess it doesn't matter now." Kai could see Chrono turn his head on the floor. "I might find villains to be just as vile as heroes, but I must admit, their monologues work wonders. Now, Chrono!"

Nighteye turned around to see an arrow pierce Chrono's hood and slice through the air towards Aizawa. Sir was the closest, and Izuku's leg wasn't reliable and would likely fail him. He had been trying to do things differently all day, and yet he was still in the exact situation that he envisioned in his future. Sir shoved Aizawa out of the way. A hole opened up, sending Aizawa down to the level below. It was clear that Eraser's quirk was dangerous to them, so he needed to be gotten rid of. Now the arrow was heading directly towards the clairvoyant. He knew his fate, and it didn't scare him. "Sir!" Suddenly, Nighteye was also shoved out of the way by Mirio who had phased through the ground.

The world slowed down for all that watched as the arrow pierced straight through Mirio's heart.

Izuku screamed out, "Togata!" And Nejire simply had a look of horror.

The blonde looked down at the arrow through his chest, and then back up to Izuku with a confused expression. "What?" He phased right through the arrow and looked around at everyone's expression. The only one not surprised was Sir, who already knew what was going to happen. "Did...Did you all forget I could do that?"

With everyone distracted, Chisaki slammed both of his hands into the ground. The room shook as walls were destroyed and reconstructed into larger spikes and edges slashing through the room. Nemoto and Chrono's bodies were launched by tendrils across the room, and Chisaki touched them mid-air. His own body exploded along with Nemoto's and Chrono's and reformed as one. A wall constructed in front of the heroes, sectioning off the rest of the room. Simultaneously, Izuku and Mirio shouted, "Eri's still over there!"

On his good leg, Izuku jumped through the wall and Mirio phased through. Ryukyu transformed and smashed through the wall, allowing the rest to move through. They were met with a monstrosity. Chisaki stood in the back of the room holding Eri in one of his now six arms. His plague mask acted as a beak. His body was engulfed in a black material, and black arrows from Chrono's body were attached to his shoulders and ready to strike.

Mirio's eyes widened, "Th-...They fused?" He was shocked out of his stupor by an outpour of lightning engulfing the room. Izuku was crouched down next to him, his face full of anger.

"Give her back!"

"Now why would I do that? She's right where she wants to be. Right, Eri?" The little girl did not give a verbal response. She simply looked down and nodded with tears in her eyes.

"How dar-"

"I wouldn't if I were you." Chisaki whipped out the gun with the "vaccines" inside and placed the barrel against Eri's head.

"You wouldn't. You need her," Izuku said, thinking the gun was filled with regular bullets.

"Like I said, I can heal her. But, I can't do that if you stop me."

Izuku glanced over to Nana and whispered, "You think I'm fast enough to grab the gun before the bullet even leaves the barrel?"

"Not something I would stress test."

"Do I have any other option?"

Nana grimaced, but then steeled her gaze. "Do it."

Izuku took a deep breath and put his visor on. He got into a runner's position, ignoring all pain in his leg. "Deku?" He stopped, and along with everyone else including Chisaki, turned to the right side of the room to see another Eri walking out from the rubble.

Chisaki looked between the Eri in his arms and the Eri at the side of the room. "What the hell?" The Eri in his arms suddenly began to melt. "Wh-...What?!" It was then he realized what was happening. " Those league rats!" he rasped out. Izuku quickly burst over to Eri and ran back to the group. " No...No...No!...NO!" His voice began to distort as the voices of Nemoto and Chrono became present. It was falling apart, and it was all because of filthy low-life villains.

Mirio stood tall and spoke to Kai, "It's over." His voice showed no fear, but deep down he knew the situation was still dangerous, if not more so. When cornered, people lash out even stronger.

Izuku looked down to Eri, "Are you okay?"

She nodded, and tugged on his costume. Izuku leaned down closer to see what she needed. The little girl put her mouth to Izuku's ear and whispered, "Thank you for saving me…"

Izuku was confused, but responded, "Oh, you're welco-"

"...Izu-Baby." The Eri in Izuku's arms suddenly exploded with a strange goop flying everywhere. From the gel appeared a naked Himiko, her knife jamming into Izuku's shoulder, and her lips finding his.

"Izuku!" Momo shouted. She leaped to him and yanked Toga off of him, but not without Himiko giving Izuku a deep cut by biting his bottom lip and elbowing Momo in the nose as she flipped away. Giggling like a madwoman...because she was, Himiko jumped over some rubble out of sight. "I'll handle her!" Momo said, running after the league member.

Izuku was in a daze, not even registering what had happened. "Wait. If that was Toga…"

Izuku and Mirio looked to each other and both yelled, "Where's Eri?!"

Nejire pulled out her tracking device and shouted, "She's on the surface!"

Chisaki immediately pulled out the other object from Chrono's belt. A quirk enhancement drug. As much as it disgusted him, it was the only option. He jammed the needle into his arm and slammed his hands on the ground. The entire ceiling and the floors above them were eviscerated. Sunlight poured down from the giant gaping hole. The floor engulfed his lower half and shot him to the top floor like a bullet.

Izuku jumped into the air. His leap was so powerful that he made it to the surface. The rest rode on Ryukyu to the top, minus Nejire who flew, and Mirio who phased into a wall and deactivated his quirk to shoot him up topside.

The race was on.

…

Momo kicked down the door to the hallway, revealing Toga doing the final button on her cardigan at the end of the hall. The two stared at one another. Momo with a glare, and Himiko with her usual sadistic grin. Momo furrowed her brow, "What did you do to Eri?"

"It was so easy for Jin to swap her with her clone when the boys were preoccupied."

"Whose side are you on here?"

"We have a common enemy here. Don't let that stop you from fighting me though." Himiko laughed, "I'm much more of a knife girl, but I have to admit…" Suddenly, she revealed Momo's sword from behind her back. She must have taken in when she escaped Momo's grasp. "...This is gorgeous."

"Do you even know how to use that thing?"

"Do you even know how to properly please Izu-Baby?"

Momo scowled, "You know, we didn't properly fight back in your bar. I've been looking for someone to help me prove I've actually improved. And, now with that stunt you pulled with Izuku, I want nothing more than it to be your ass I kick."

Himiko laughed as she pulled out her small knife, dual-wielding it with Momo's sword. "I can't wait to drain you. I'll have enough to replace you and have Izu for myself. I only have a little bit of your blood from the test thing."

Momo furrowed her brow in confusion, but then her eyes went wide, "Camie? That was you?!"

"Oh, said too much. Oh well." Himiko took a stance. "You're not as cute as Izu, but this'll still be fun."

Momo smirked, "Really? Well, do you want to see what happens when your boyfriend is obsessed with heroes and comics?"

*SNIK*

*SNIK*

Momo crossed her arms over her chest as three long blade-like claws were created between each knuckle on each hand. "Adamantium doesn't exist, but a tungsten-silver alloy will do just fine."

Himiko simply laughed, and the two charged.

A/N: Momo with Wolverine claws actually has a drawing (done by yours truly) but I can only post it on Wattpad. FFN can't have images in stories, and I can't figure out how to in A03. So you'll have to go to WP to see it.

And hey, it's never been said that Toga can't be children.