NightWalker

Chapter 1

-NightWalker's POV-

As I opened the classroom door I heard the class go silent before laughing at be and insulting me for having a useless quirk. They also called me other names like Deku, Punching Bag, Fool. Moron, and etc.. I don't react to these names because A. I am use to them calling me these names and B., I could kill them all with the amount off shock force I'm withholding right now. But I won't, Why? cause I want them to feel the same pain they have caused me. I want them to become heroes that are insufficient at their jobs and become, and stay at, low rank heroes that are insignificant for when they are kidnapped and beat on the world doesn't care and turns their backs on them. The only problem would be the pesky doctors that would heal them if the arrive at E.R. in the hospital.

As I sit down in my seat and class starts, I instead of listening, decided on writing down my classmates quirks, on their weaknesses, drawbacks, and Strengths. As I continue on writing I hear the teach say something to the class, although it sounds important, I continue to ignore him until I hear my name called "Isn't this right, Yagi wants to go to UA" "OI, DEKU" "what Bakugo" I say with a face and tone of I don't want to deal with this bullshit. He looks taken back by how I look and my tone, so I repeat myself. "what Bakugo?" he takes a second to reply, "Don't go to fucking UA you punching bag. Because if you do, I will personally, along with the help of your sister, beat you to a bloody pulp." his voice softens, as his eyes widen in slight surprise before he replies. I look over at my sister to find that she has wide eyes but her mouth is clamped shut and it looks like she's about to cry? huh, must be my imagination because as soon as she noticed I was looking her general direction she looked away.

I return to facing the teacher and say "I'm going to be trying to join general studies, not be a hero. So sorry if I ruin your fun moment of trying to ruin my life which these two idiots have already achieved, but thank you for your determination to try to ruin my life further." The class, including the teacher, look at me with annoyed and angered faces. "What, I'm not wrong so don't look at me like that. Afterall why not just do what you want to do and get it over with?" I say while smirking at my "classmates."

I immediately get up and put my stuff and walk out of the classroom. Everyone finally snaps back into reality when the bell rung, causing the class to turn into chaos with everyone trying to get out as fast as possible and the teacher trying to get everyone organized. While I was walking quietly somehow, Bakugo and Izumi managed to find me. "DEKU, GET THE FUCK OVER HERE AND TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK YOU WERE THINKING WHEN YOU SAID THAT" "I was thinking what everyone else was thinking and that was, for your information, what everyone was wanting to do which in this case, beat me to a bloody pulp." Bakugo goes silent after that, and I resist the urge to smile in seeing one of my tormentors lost in thought, trying to recollect himself and his big ego.

After that remark I turn to walk away before I feel a firm, gentle hand rest on my left shoulder. I whip around as fast as possible and squeeze their wrist as hard as possible, hear a small crunch of me crushing and destroying their wrist. I look up to see it was Izumi and she had a look of pain written all over her face as I was crushing her wrist. "what?" I ask her, and she replies with, "first please let go of my wrist hit hurts like hell, and second why are you acting like this, this isn't you 'zuku." "first off don't call me that, and for your information it was you two who caused me to be like this and who are you to order me around" I snap back as I toke my hand off her wrist and walk away. Going home on a different route to avoid questions.

-Izumi's POV-

I arrive home to greetings from my parents, as to which I just replied Hi back to, and went up to my room. Once I arrived I was tempted to go over to 'zuku's room and knock on the door to see if he was their because he wasn't on the route that we normally take when coming home. But I decided against it as to what he did to my wrist. Which speaking of which is starting to swell pretty badly. I should probably ask my parents if its broken or not. Which leads me to my next question, how the hell did he get so strong?

After I set my stuff down in my room and changed into some casual clothes, I went downstairs and asked my mother to see what was wrong with my wrist. Apparently when I checked with her she raced me to the hospital with my father following in-suit. When we got there they had me checked in and got me on an x-ray machine, they were shocked and horrified to find out that not only was my wrist broken but it was crushed into multiple tiny pieces. My mother was crying on to who could of done this to me and my father was comforting her and in his eyes I could see rage piling up in there ready to release at a seconds notice. I knew the answer to those questions and decided to tell vague but truthful answers. While we were talking they put a cast on my wrist and told me to not use it too much. After that we got into our car and drove home.

When we got home 'zuku wasn't there so I went up to my room and study for a bit. After a while I got annoyed and was bothered by some thoughts, so I asked my parents if Katsuki can come over. "Hey Mom, Dad!" "Yes, Sweetheart?" "What is it dear?" "can I invite Katsuki over?" "sure" "we don't mind Izumi dear!" so I texted Katsuki if he wanted to come over and hang out with me, and after a few minutes of waiting I got a reply{Katsuki <3: Sure, Coming over now}. Once he arrived I had him come upstairs with me to check on 'zuku.

Once I got to his bedroom, something smelled and seemed off. I had Katsuki push the door open to see the inside of his room. What we saw shocked us to our very core, their was bloodied bandages overflowing from the waste bin. Their was some dried up old blood on the comforter, and last but not least, his room seemed deserted, like no one has been living in here for the past few years. I collapsed onto my knees and start crying, what we had done to him was unforgiveable, nobody's room should look like this. Katsuki got down next to me and started to comfort me, while he was doing that my parents raced upstairs to see if I was okay or if I was hurt. When they got to the bedroom door they peered inside and got a better look, mom broke down sobbing and dad comforted her like Katsuki was doing to me.

-Naomasa's POV-

Once I had finished my calls I had made sure that I was going to make a fool-proof plan that would surely catch NightWalker, so that night I drank 10 cups of caffeinated coffee and used over 50 sheets of paper to just come up with the first three steps of the plan. It was difficult, NightWalker is a Villain that will strike at random, not sticking to an exact date. By the time we find out a pattern he changes it like he knew that we had figured it out. One of these days I'm going to be too stressed out to think straight and start throwing in reckless plans that will surely get us killed, that is how stressed out this villain makes me. I heard a knock on the door, three raps, I said come in and Erasure Head walked in and sat down on one of the chairs that I had in front of my desk. "you wished to speak with me Detective Naomasa."