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“Cool! They even have fake villains!” Kirishima yelled excitedly. “Those aren't fake, Aizawa sensei, We need to group.” Izuku says. “Thirteen! Stay with the kids!” Aizawa said ignoring Izuku. “Eraserhead. Absolutely not. You're not meant to do long battles.” Izuku bites out.
“Heroes are not a one trick pony.” Aizawa said, jumping down the stairs towards the villains.
“DON’T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!” Izuku called even though he knew it would be fruitless. He felt a presence join them, he spun quickly seeing Thirteen about to activate their quirk on the villain that probably has the portal quirk.
Izuku saw the door start closing. “IIDA! Go!” Izuku yelled, running forward and body slamming Thirteen out of the way.
“Oh? And what do we have here? I suppose I should introduce myself, I am Kurogiri. Now-” Kurogiri’s body hit the ground with a thud as his blood pressure skyrocketed from the pressure point Izuku jabbed. He threw on quirk canceling cuffs from the belt of his hero costume and then hog tied the villain with some rope he had. He looked up to the class.
“Ok- Iida? Dude why are you still- Whatever ok,” Izuku was kind of pissed that Iida stood shocked instead of getting help, but that's fine, he can improvise. Izuku tried to use his radio on his costume to get help, but all he got was static. Ugh, a technology quirk. Izuku kept his eyes out in case the user was near. Just as he was about to give instruction he caught movement out of the corner of his eye. Without hesitation he shot a tranquilizer dart, which hit its target, burying itself in the mans thigh. He quickly secured the man much like Kurogiri.
His radio crackled to life. Nice.
“ Vipirian here, Vigilante ID: 26496258; I have a code Damnatus and need immediate assistance at the USJ facility on UA grounds. I Vipirian, an active vigilante of 3 years, am calling in all the favors I am owed.” Izuku said into his radio after tuning into the local network. He got multiple beeps back letting him know that many police and heroes heard it and were responding.
“Midoriya, What's going on?” Uraraka asked nervously. “Are we going to be ok?” Izuku smiled warmly.
“Yes.” Izuku said confidently, and something in his tone made the class believe him. Izuku turned to Thirteen who was just standing up.
“Thirteen, stay with the class.” Izuku ordered firmly.
“I’m afraid I can't let a student- '' Izuku leapt over the stairs before he heard the rest.
Izuku’s eyes scanned all the downed villains before seeing Eraser facing the apparent ring leader. A monster was behind him, definitely genetic experimentation. Portal guy must've teleported it before he passed out.
The monster started towards Eraser. Izuku didn't think, he just ran, grabbing a knife from his belt. He scaled the monster dodging the hands that were aiming to kill him or throw him off. He plunged the knife into the exposed brain of the thing. It let out an inhuman howl as Izuku jumped off landing in a roll.
“MY NOMU! What the hell did you do little hero!? He was supposed to kill All Might! How can a quirkles freak like you kill it?!” The ring leader villain screeched.
“Damn you ever heard of like lotion? Therapy possibly?” Izuku said. Because really the flaking skin was kinda gross.
“KID DON’T!” Eraser yelled from the ground. Yikes, that's a nasty dislocated shoulder and knee if Izuku does say so himself. Oh how Izuku admired his Eraserdad Eraserhead, he was so cool. Izuku completely Ignored him.
“Come at me, you crusty little bitch!” The villain screamed as he surged forward and reached out. Probably a five point activation, also probably activates something Izuku wont like.
Izuku maneuvered at the last minute to the side, grabbing the villain's arm as he went. Izuku opened his mouth and chomped as hard as he could on the villain's hand. Keeping his tongue in the back of his mouth, cuz’ ew. The villain let out a pained scream flailing his arms as if to fling Izuku off.
Izuku just held on, when the other hand approached to grab him he let go and Bite down on the hand that wasn't bleeding from his bite. Yet.
At the villain's shrill scream of pain somehow sounding more agonized than the last, Izuku released his jaw and the villain fell to the ground cradling his hands.
Izuku simply pulled out his little bottle of mouthwash from his tool belt, (He started to keep it after he bit someone with a fur mutation) He gargled it. The villain started to stand up; so really it wasn't excessive force, it was necessary. He spit the mouthwash onto the wounds of the villain. Another agonized scream echoed through the otherwise quiet USJ.
Izuku had just popped Aizawa’s knee back in place after securing the villain-
Shigaraki, apparently, when the doors bursted open, Heroes and police of all backgrounds pouring in, mostly Underground and Twilight heroes.
Many looked on in horror at the grim sight. Before someone called out his vigilante name. He stood, feral grinning at the crowd blood still on his teeth. “I’m here. Sorry, they were weaker than I thought when I called it in. But I’d love some help loading them up.” There were gasps and people eyeing him with many emotions, shock, skepticism, fondness. 1-A just looked confused. Tsuckauchi stepped forward cautiously asking, “So your Vipirian?”
“Yep!” Izuku chirped as he stomped on a waking villain's head. “Now I'd love to actually make use of those favors I called in, will you load them up?” That seemed to snap them out of their stupor.
“Kid? Vipirian? You're my kid?” Aizawa asked with wide eyes from where he was standing. Before Izuku could answer, Present Mic slammed into him.
“My baby! Oh my god, I'm so happy to see your face for the first time! Baby’s first identity reveal!” Mic cried dramatically,sniffing wetly. Hizashi buried his head into Izuku’s curls and Izuku relaxed fully for the first time in a very long time, and he suddenly felt so tired. Not physically, but emotionally, a deep rooted tiredness.
“Wow, good to see you, my lovely husband of 10 years.” Aizawa deadpanned. “Now move, I saw him first.” Aizawa demanded as he peeled Hizashi off and took his place. “I’m so glad I get to see your beautiful face. I’m so grateful that I have the privilege to call you my son.” Izuku felt like Aizawa was his dad. But him proudly proclaiming him as his son? Izuku let a wet sob out as he wrapped his arms around Aizawa before dragging Hizashi into the hug. Izuku felt safe, he felt loved. And for once it wasn't a lie, He’s safe in their arms, and he knows he will forever be loved.