Ghost Busting Hero

Heading to the United States

From the last chapter, Izuku was in the attic after his 'family' went out to celebrate on Izumi's achievements. While clentching his boredom, he decided to do some house keeping in the attic since being introduced to him as his permant bedroom during the age of 5. Upon looking through the various junk and products that the family accumlate in the attic when deepend the boys anger over it, he discovered a box contain belongings that belong to his grandfather which later reveal to be Egon Spangler, a acient hero from nearly 100 years ago much like to All For One, All Mights nemsis. And a note stating a property that his grandfather had currently before his eventual passing written by a college of his for his 'Mother', but doubted that she even cared since the later dated back 60 years before his eventual birth.

Decided its best to went there to explore what his grandfather has kept, Izuku would make preperations to ensure his travel is safe and sound. With things like clothes and neccesites packed and letters adressed to his select few about his mistreated life. He eagerly await to the next day which would be the last day of school to inact his plans futhur. However, takening to account that he would still experience the mistreatment and abuse.

Time Skip (cause i ant going to write out the whole school experience and besides theres are stories in wattpad that explain it in detail)

Izuku POV : 

And here i thought that All Might, the person with the brightest smile had dared to say that Quirkless people shouldnt strive to be a hero. I know that bull because he explain that in his interviews that even a quirkless can become a hero. Knowing the fact that he's allegedly my 'Father' and by saying that had downgraded whats little bond i had with this family.

I was able to sneak away to delivered these letters to only ones i consider family in thier mailboxes. However, an unexpected turned of events which lead me to a Tako Municipal Beach Park, which had turned into a illegal dumping ground. I specifically forgotten how i would be able to get myself to the freaking airport from this hellhole, so i had to screw around in the junk pile for a neccessary mean of transport. I mean i could use a bike, but with gear im bringing and how unfit my body became im not going to make it before the would know about my disapperance nor would i want to spend more money than i should to get train tickets or a cab to even get to the airport.

So im a lose-lose situation until i saw something that peaked my intrests. A dumped Trike what seemed to be in semi-good condition belonging to one of the International mailing company, presumably the british.

Doing some dionogistics to it, it seemed to be run electric. This would have been the reason why its doing here and not with its own company because i heard rumors that Evs were introduced to the market and then most of these things caught on fire. 

"Accelerating the World's Transition to Sustainable Energy"

What a joke.

But hey its better than nothing. I mean i could get a Kei truck thats oddly placed on top a pile of trash 5ft high in the air, but i couldnt get with the current state of my body nor would i be able to get that thing to even run due to the condition that lay waste on its aluminium abd steel body.

Luckly, it only seemed to be a power issue regarding to the battery to the terminal which i managed to solve through technical ways. So i had it moved a few blocks from the house connect to a stationary Ev port that conviently placed there and top it of with a tarp to hide in sight.

With that issue solved, i head back inside the house only to get scolded once again for things i havent or didnt do with a smuging izumi grinning at the background awaiting my torment. However, i was sent back to the attic because, oh wait! its was our birthday or more importantly izumis as i was forgotten once again.

But that proved to be a good thing as now i was able to get ready to freaking leave this place for good. Using the things i found in the attic to make a makeshift rope and throwing it out the conviently placed window. I gather my things and swiftly crawl down the rope and sneak off quietly from the house toward my getaway vechicle thats down street.

Removing the tarp and the Ev plug, and placing the luggage in the cargo bin meant for packages for deliveries. I fired it up and move hastly toward the airport. Good thing this bike is quiet unlike the current vehicles that make noise or its going to be a problem.

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Time skip

Izuku has arrived at the airport terminal where before entering the facility, he has to ditched the bike somewhere to remove trace of evidence that its been stolen or lead back to him. So he secure a spot in the parking lot, out of peering eyes and straight up abandoned it. Its not like Its going to be used by Izuku nor does he care to even locked it, thats up to whoevers managing the parking lot's problem.

Securing his belongings, Izuku made way into the facility to check in for the flight by the reception. The staff checking him in, safely takes his duffle bag after weight checking into a conveyer to be transfered toward his plane.

Its a tideous as Izuku has to wait around the airport for him to be able to board his flight, in the meantime, he checks in on the lastest news in his computer connected to the Airport's wifi to cure his clench of boredom. If that wasnt enough he managed to aquire time in the shower to cleanse the dirt and grime from the attic and school.

Once the announcement for boarding was issued, Izuku tucked away his laptop into his bag and fellowed alongside fellow passengers who are also joining him in this flight. Handing in his boarding pass, he was granted entry into the aircraft and was situated in the economy class as its only thing to afford and not to waste needless money on luxury like first class accomidations.

Unaware of a smile appearing on his face, Izuku was happy to escape the hellish life that he was used to as the plane had taxed of into the runway and began to take off.