Weeks passed, and slowly, activity returned to normality, even if it was filled with uncertainty. Many criminals turned themselves in, and true to his promise, for those who became criminals because they had no choice, Slade supported them for lighter sentences.
He also started to build the first helping centers, with the aid of many construction businesses, like the Uraraka's. These centers were managed by volunteers and employees alike.
Here aid was provided for those who had unfortunate drawbacks in their quirks such as urges, and for those who developed complex quirks. It also acted as a safe haven for the quirkless and those who were deemed freaks by their once called peers and family.
However, despite all the progress, and the seeds of doubt that have been implanted in the general population's minds, it would take a while for many to acknowledge their mistakes and much more time to start changing their way of thinking.
Would they be able to do it?
Only time would tell
Meanwhile, in many hero academies, it finally came for all students.
Graduation
After many months of hardships and continuous non-stop work, the first years graduated to the second year, and the third years were ready to enter the world as full-fledged Pro Heroes.
Suffice to say, that despite the current climate and uneasy balance that Japan was going through, that didn't deter many from celebrating.
Mei thought it was a perfect idea to blow up the whole Support Department lab for celebration, something that made Power Loader try to quit on the spot, only to be completely denied by Nezu.
The third-year threw a massive party, which forced the teachers to chaperone them, or more like push such duty to Izuku, as most of the teachers would more likely to join it since booze was involved.
Nezu would probably sit in the comfort of his office and watch the whole party raging while laughing hi sterically and sipping tea
Aizawa made the excuse that he had to patrol and immediately fled before anyone could object about it.
All Might, would probably be with Nezu since dealing with a bunch of drunk teenagers was clearly out of his expertise.
So that left poor Izuku in the third year's dorms, surrounded by drunk teenagers.
If the night couldn't end more spectacularly, it certainly happened, as a drunk Nejire caught him out of the guard, and make out with him.
This was then followed by an uproar by all the females, and nearly started a full-scale war, which may or may have not involved quirks.
Then Mirio had the genius idea of sending a photo of Izuku and Nejire kissing, and all the shit hit the fan, as he sends it Kirishima of all people.
Consequently, the third year dorms suffered an invasion by the first years, as the hardening quirk user resend the photo to both Heroic Courses, forcing the young teacher to unleash grenades filled with sleeping gas he acquired from Midnight, all in order to prevent another war and the first years from drinking anything alcoholic.
This left him with a room full of snoring people, and him wondering for the hundredth time why the hell he accepted this job.
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"It is my imagination, or these years we have the same amount of applicants as last year" Snipe wondered loudly
The rest of his colleagues choose to remain in silence, but nonetheless agreed with him, as they went through the thousands of applicants that were intent of entering UA.
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Izuku the Vanquisher
FanfictionWhat if Izuku never grew up with a loving family? What if he was raised by a former hitman and mercenary? Follow how this young (yet deadly) mercenary returns to Japan after many years as he tries to live a normal life that he was once denied... No...