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Izuku listened outside of the station as Officer Aizawa rattled on about rules and regulations they would have to follow while doing in-station and fieldwork. He was looking pointedly at Izuku and the others who had saved Bakugo a few days before. Guilt swirled in his stomach for a second before he tamped it down. He roped his attention back to Officer Aizawa just in time to catch the last snippet of warning.
“And for the last time,” He glared at Izuku and Todoroki-Kun for a second before continuing. “Do not engage unless the officer you are with says so.” His black eyes burned into where Izuku stood for a second longer before he turned heel and walked inside leading their group into the building. Izuku swallowed and trotted right through the glass doors of the station.
His fellow students were mostly huddled around the front desk wanting to get a look at something maybe. Most likely the sign-up sheet for people who wern’t being detained there or wern’t working there. So, currently, Izuku and his class. He stood in the back waiting for everyone else to move along so he could sign in. As he tapped his food he felt someone grab his arm and pull him through the mass of students to the front making him yelp. He heard the familiar laughter of his friend Uraraka-Chan as he stumbled into the desk that she had dragged him up to.
“Th-Thanks Uraraka-Chan!” He stammered with a weak chuckle.
“You’re welcome Deku-Kun!” Chirped the brunette lightly as she handed him a black pen.
With another thanks (That earned him a laugh.) he filled in a form quickly. Why didn’t everyone grab a sheet and a pen and walk away? There are clipboards after all. He sighed at his silly classmates and handed the rather overwhelmed front desk woman his paper. (He quickly apologized to her and she just as speedily assured him that it was quite alright.) He swiftly felt a set of much larger hands than the last efficiently drag him out of the mob of students. He glanced back only to see a wall of black and gold. He looked up to see blue hair sticking out just below a black cap and relaxed. He let Iida-Kun drag him to a seat and plop him down before setting himself rather primly down in the free one to his right.
“Are you alright?” Asked the blue-haired Officer in training. Another one of his closest friends.
“Yeah, I’m alright.” He assured. “Just a little overwhelmed with the class being rowdy again.” Izuku chuckled weakly as he did with Uraraka-Chan.
Iida-Kun paused for a moment seeming to study him before speaking again. “If you insist. But, just so you know, we’re here to talk if need be.”
Ever since Kacchan was kidnapped by the Mafia group simply known as L.O.V. (He wasn’t sure what it stood for but he did want to know.) he was rather shaken up. It was even worse when they (The group that went to save Kacchan.) were nearly caught in the crossfire of a gunfight between Officer All Might, (His name was hidden from the public as per request.) and the true leader of the L.O.V. He was only known as, All For One. It was rather fitting since he ruled all of Japan from underground. He took as he pleased since no one could stop him for all the years he had ruled from the shadows. Until Officer All Might. Neither was left unscathed though. Officer All Might was bound to desk duty for the rest of his work life and he didn’t quite know what happened with All for One. All they knew it was rather bad.
One by one the students left the poor desk woman alone after filling in their paperwork and fled to the sides of the room or to the free chairs to chat till Officer Aizawa called them to gather again. Uraraka-Chan plopped herself on Izuku’s right and grinned at him.
“Aren’t you excited?” She asked him her leg bouncing. He quickly started to bounce his leg with her’s.
“A bit. Yeah. I’m mostly a little nervous since I’m working with Officer All Might after all.” He replied messing with his uniform jacket with a sigh.
“It’s alright to be nervous, Midoriya! Working with someone of that high of rank, even in the past, is rather nerve-racking!” Barked Iida-Kun. He thumped Izuku on the back twice with surprising control so he wouldn’t be shot forward.
Suddenly the front doors burst open with at least 5 officers struggling to hold a brown-haired man still. The man was short but of a stocky build. Izuku watched as the officers stumbled and pulled on the man that was fighting like his life depended on it. He flung 2 officers off him and broke free from the rest and took it running. He saw the man’s sky-blue eyes flash towards him before he was slammed into the ground by none other than Officer Aizawa.
“Thanks for the help with Control Officer Aizawa!” Thanked one of the officers, getting up after being shoved away by the Control guy. They just got a struggled grunt from the black-eyed officer.
“Get me a straight jacket and a chair!!” Barked Officer Aizawa his body shaking from the strain from having to pin Control down. A few officers lept in helping the black-haired officer hold down the strong man as others got what was asked.
Before he knew it he was watching the guy being wheeled away in a muzzle and a straight jacket.
Officer Aizawa brushed off his dark uniform and called them all over. He then leads them all through the halls to a training room filled with officers all ranging from young to old. Izuku even saw Todoroki’s dad tapping his foot in the corner of the room waiting for what seemed to be Todoroki himself.
“As you can see we have officers from many different stations here to collect their students. They all decided to meet here for ease of pick up and drop off. Now, go find your officer, and don’t bother anyone else.” Snapped the tired officer. With that, all the students scattered.
As Izuku looked for Officer All Might he saw many kids find who they are meant to be mentoring with as Izuku couldn’t seem to find him anywhere. Panic surged in his veins as his eyes darted around trying to find him. He felt a rough hand claps his shoulder and he looked behind him before looking down. He saw an old man with gray hair and in a blue uniform like everyone else. This man surprisingly sent a shiver up Izuku’s spine.
“Quit your frettin’. Your Toshi’s student right?” Snapped the old man glaring up at Izuku.
“Who are you?” Asked Izuku. He wasn’t just going to answer that to someone he didn’t know. The older gentleman rolled his golden eyes.
“Officer Tornio but I’m better known as Gran Torino.” Spoke the officer gruffly. Izuku’s eyes widened but, he clamped his mouth shut to avoid fanboying about the old officer.
“So?” Barked Officer Tornio. “Gonna answer me or what?”
“Y-Yes! Yes, I am! I-I mean I am his student! Not that I wasn’t going to answer you or anything I was justryingtomakesureisaidtherightthingbutitendtogetreallylostandistarttorabblelikeiamnowandohgoshimrabbelingwhatamigoingtodoithinkhe’sgoingtogetmadatmewhatwillidonow-” A hand clamped over his mouth and he blushed deeply.
“Cool it, kid. Yeesh, I thought the blond dunderhead was exaggeratin’ but you really are a mess ain’t ya? Eh, we can work with that. Now, time to get ya to said blond buffoon.” Declared the old Officer as he grabbed Izuku by the arm and dragged him away from the training room and right out the door.
The gray-haired officer dragged Izuku down a hall with many doors and windows peering into there. The windows seemed to be two-way (You can look in but the person on the other side can’t look out.) mirrors since no one looked over at him while he passed with the older officer. He did hear some scary things.
He glanced into a window and saw none other than the man he had helped arrested during the camp attack. Muscular the Glee Killer. The man was laughing at the baffled officer that was interrogating him.
“That’s not all!” Chirped the Killer. Before Izuku could start panicking Officer Torino dragged him away from the window he was fixated on. He guessed he would never hear the rest of what the man was saying as his eyes latched onto the next familiar face. It was moonfish. The officer was progressively getting more and more ticked off at the sharp-toothed cannibal.
“How many dammit!?” Demanded the officer slamming his fist onto the shaky metal table. The carnivore just smirked at the rage-filled officer. Soon that room zipped past him before they stopped at a room.
It showed the man from earlier. His name was Control he thought. The officer slid over a photo. He saw a flash of pink but Control leaned over the photo to get a good look before he could see. He lifted his head with a fanged grin.
“So?” Prompted the officer.
“Oh~!” Cooed the man. “She’s mine!” He chuckled his grin growing wider.
“Your’s?” Pushed the officer.
“My little-” He didn’t hear the rest as Officer Torino quickly dragged him away.
“Despite him being interesting let’s not dwelled. We got Toshi waiting.” Order the man despite him being the one who was dwelling. It wasn’t important right now. He decided as walked down a few more rooms before standing in front of a door without a window. Odd.
He saw the officer raise a fist to the door before he started to pound on it.
“Toshi, open the damn door and take your damn student!!” He shouted through the door.
“I’m in the middle of something!!” Called out a frustrated Officer All Might.
“Too bad Toshi!! Take your fuckin’ student!!” Screeched the older officer.
“It’s not safe!!” Warned Officer Toshi- uhh, All Might! Officer All Might.
“Who are you even talking to dammit!?” Snapped Officer Gran Torino.
“ Him !!” Hissed Officer All Might.
“Then why in the hell aren’t you done yet!?” Sqwacked the old officer in dibelefe.
“He’s being stubborn!!” Growled Officer All Might.
Izuku sighed deciding to end this.
“Like I said it isn’t safe-!!” Izuku quickly cut Officer All Might off.
“Then why are you in there!?” Demanded Izuku stamping his foot. He was met with silence so he continued.
“If it’s perfectly safe for you to be in there while you are desk-ridden then it will be fine for me dang it!! Besides, you are there to keep me safe and if Officer Torino would he could be there too. So let me in darn it!!” He heard a sigh before the door swung open.
“Alright young Midoriya. But if anything goes wrong, run.” Officer All Might warned Izuku.
“I’ll give a hand.” Officer Torino stated as he walked into the now empty doorway.
As Izuku walked in he watched the desk-ridden officer set up 2 padded folding chairs next to a rather squishy black chair. Izuku looked around the rather white room. All the way from the white linoleum floor up to the white popcorn ceiling was stark white. The only color was the 3 black chairs and the rickety metal table. It was scuffed, scratched, even had a few chunks missing. Izuku shivered at the thought of someone being able to rip metal. He locked the door behind him earning a nod from a now seated Officer All Might. Officer Torino was sitting to the left of the newly desk-ridden officer so Izuku sat on the man’s right. Izuku looked up at the person they were interrogating and stiffened.
In the chair sat a tall man with ruffled curly white hair. Freckles dotted the bridge of his nose and across his cheeks. His eyes were blown wide with shock making the red seem to glow. A shiver went up to his spine as he saw slash-like scars covering the top of his face. It didn’t seem to mar the hansom man surprisingly. The man was bound in a sark white straight jacket with black straps and golden buckles. The man was All for One Izuku recognized. He stiffened more. The man’s shocked face flashed to pleased before melting into a condescending one.
All Might started to question the man again. “Where is Shigiraki heading now?” Asked the blond officer his hands clutching the table while he glared at the man.
The white-haired man just stayed silent watching Izuku with interest. Izuku shivered under the look.
“All for One?” Questioned the officer. He kept ignoring him.
“All for One??” Again, no answer.
“All for One?!” Silence.
“All for one!!” The man just kept looking at Izuku like he was the most interesting thing in the world.
Izuku seemed to be the only thing he was interested in so he decided to try.
“A-All for One, sir?” Asked Izuku timidly.
“Yes, young one?” Answer the man shocking the other people in the room. Izuku swallowed. He answered Izuku apparently.
He glanced over to Officer All Might and the man slid over the paper after nodding. He gently placed a hand on Izuku’s shoulder and squeezed comfortingly. Izuku glanced down at the paper and read out the first question.
“W-What is your r-relation with Sh-Shigiraki?” Asked Izuku softly. The only reason why he wasn’t shaking was that Officer All Might was holding his shoulder to steady and assure him. He felt very thankful for the officer’s caring attitude at the moment.
“Are you sure you can handle the story, Little Officer?” Asked the crime lord with a surprisingly gentle tone dusting his words. “It’s quite the story.” Izuku nodded.
The man smiled, sharp teeth glinting from the lamp overhead.
“Well, it started years ago, when someone your age would have just been a year old maybe. I was taking a walk when I saw a little boy, not much older than you would have been. He was very messy. He even had a cut that spanned both lips. Poor thing. He was a sobbing mess begging someone to help him. So I asked him what was wrong. It turned out he had killed his whole family, starting with the dog. He didn’t tell me how but it must have been messy with how much dried and drying blood was on him when he unhunched himself. I took him in and offered him a home. Treated him almost as if he was my own. I rased him. He was a mess for his first years.
“He was always so scared. Lashing out. Luckily I’m stronger than I look so I was able to train him out of the blind rage he seemed to slip into at a moment’s notice. I managed to train that rage into a tool for him to use. Now he kills wonderfully! I do wonder, would he try anything but snapping the necks of his victims. Maybe slicing? Crushing the skull? Would blood loss work?” Rambled the killer thoughtfully.
“S-Sir.” Stammered Izuku. “Th-The topic?”
“Right right! Next one Little Officer.” Grinned the man as he leaned into the phone that hung next to his ear. Izuku shivered and looked down at the paper. He looked up and asked.
“What is your motive?” He waited as the man looked crestfallen for a second before putting on a mask of playfulness.
“Why can’t you ask anything interesting little Coppa?” Asked the Mafia boss a playful smirk making his scars scrunch in an odd way.
“J-Just answer the q-question, sir.” Izuku sighed fiddling with his pen under the table.
“You do that often?” Asked All for One, dodging the question.
“Yes, now please, even a little answer would do.” The man sighed.
“Now, I can’t answer that in a small one so how about I tell you one of them. How about that Little Officer?” Asked the confined man. Izuku nodded.
“Well, I want to keep the world safe for the ones I lost and the ones I still have.” Answered the white-haired man sounding like a cryptid. Izuku smiled weakly.
“Thanks for even that.” Izuku said. He knew the man was bored. He was worried he wasn’t going to get any more answers so he decided to switch up the questions.
“Sir, what is the most complex way you have killed someone?” Asked Izuku throwing everyone for a loop. The man then grinned.
“Something interesting now? Are you just trying to keep my interest to keep me talking now Little Officer?” Asked the man picking Izuku apart like he was a puzzle.
“A-And if s-so?” Countered Izuku weakly. The man let out a great belly laugh.
“Alright, I’ll bite. Hmmm, the most complex?” He pondered for a moment before his eyes lit up. “You’ll find this one interesting!”
Izuku gave him a confused look only to earn another laugh.
“This was when I first started, I was just so full of anger. You see, it was a little boy who was the closest to that question. This boy had black hair and a pudgy face. He was rather annoying. He kept hurting someone important to me.” He smirked at Officer All Might. “Now Yagi-san, I’m not talking to you so it would be best to keep your mouth shut.” He turned to Izuku again. “Sorry, blonds are so frustrating. You should know. Anywho, back to the topic at hand.
“Plucking up the boy was rather easy since one of my associates was his grandfather after all.” Izuku swallowed as the man continued. “The complex part is what’s next. How I killed the boy!” The man grinned leaning towards the phone. “Need to back out Little Officer?” Cooed the man his eyes seeming to soften. He didn’t trust that for one second so he glared.
“Alright, alright, you’re a big boy. You can handle it.” He smirked darkly and his tone dropped to a rumble as he spoke next.
“I strapped the boy down to a table in my testing lab and got started. First I started with small cuts all over his chubby arms, then moved to the rest of his body when it got too bloodied for me to make out my lines. Then. I wiped him clean to look at my handy work. Then I slowly dug the knife into his shoulder twisting it. He screamed and screamed begging for me to stop, for me to take it out. I did after I fried his shoulder. Then I moved away from knives and grabbed the whip and-” Izuku quickly cut him off swallowing down some vile.
“N-No more. W-We got i-it. Y-You h-hurt him.” Izuku shook as he spoke trying to keep his breakfast down.
“Awe, didn’t you ask though? Besides, I didn’t even get near the good part where I sliced his arms off. It was a haggard-” Izuku slammed the hand he wasn’t using to cover his quickly greening face into the table to shut him up. The man blinked then chuckled.
“You’re quite green little one. Alright, I’ll lay off for now. But, do you want to know who? You do, don’t you? To see if you know him?” Teased the man. Izuku just nodded. He did want to know but he didn’t trust his stomach to keep itself together enough to speak.
The man grinned wolfishly and spoke. “Tsubasa Hane.” Purred the man smoothly.
Izuku’s stomach lurched and he gagged forcing himself to swallow the vomit building up. “T-Tsubasa-Kun?”Stammered Izuku tears prickeling in his eyes. “Y-You killed him?” He whispered his voice cracking.
“Now young one, why would you care?” There seemed to be anger in his voice. Even if it was hidden below his normal cool tone.
“W-Why wouldn’t I-I be shocked w-when I found o-out a-a crazy man killed one o-of m-my old c-classmates!?” Exclaimed Izuku gaping at the man.
“He bullied you Izuku!!” Argued the white-haired man his red eyes shining with confusion, anger, and even a little bit of hurt.
Izuku gripped the table tears pricking in his eyes. “That’s Midoriya to you!!” He snapped shaking so bad that not even Officer All Might couldn’t even hold him steady.
The man stared at him incomprehensibly before throwing his head back and bursting into a loud cackle making the speaker crackle harshly. It was so loud he could even hear it through the 5inch thick glass that separated them from each other. Izuku glared, a tear falling.
“Who do you even think you are!? Who are you!? How did you know that!? Why him!? Why me!? Why!? Who-!?” He choked out a strangled sob before shoving his face into his hands before whispering. “Why did you do that? W-Who are you?” His body shook with sobs as he felt a hand rub down his back and Officer All Might whispering in his ear sweet nothings.
He heard the shifting of cloth and belts and looked up just in time to see All for One easily stand from the wheelchair he was once strapped into. The straight jacket he had on falling off his chest and to the floor with a loud thump. He leaned over and grabbed the phone and held it close to his mouth a cruel grin forming on his face.
“I go by many names, All for One, the Scrooge of Komino, the demon king, monster, Shigiraki, Hisashi, Midoriya, brother, Sensei, but the one I think you would call me is,” He pressed a hand to the glass with a sharp grin.
“The name I think you would call me Little Officer is, Daddy.”
A sweet smell invaded his senses. Then, the lights went out and all was dark for Izuku as he slipped out of his chair and slammed into the ground passing out cold.
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Hisashi smiled as he walked into the other side of the investigation room, his Oxygen mask on as knockout gas tainted the air around him. He glided over to his son and picked the curly-haired teen up. He smiled softly down at him before sweeping out of the room quickly and into the interrogation hall.
He glanced into Kanjo’s room where he lay slumped over, sleeping. His brown hair was covering his eyes as a picture lay before him. He smiled at his old friend and nodded to his sleeping form before he spurred himself down the hall, blitzing past the rest of the sleeping officers and inmates to be.
It was a rather big shock to learn that his son was in the station he was in, for sure. But, in the end, it turned out a lot better than he thought it could of.
As he stepped outside he pulled the mask off his face settling Izuku on his hip. Hisashi took a deep breath of fresh air and grinned.
“What a lovely day.” Spoke Hisashi. “And I get to be a daddy again.”
He made his way back home with his prize resting safely on his hip. Today really was a lovely day.