Guidance, or To Help (those in need) by orionchildofhades / shwwmf

11. guys, i can understand you

The doctor had not yet allowed Izuku to touch the subjects, he didn't know enough and even if his theories were worth some thoughts, it was risky to just go right into it.

He had, though, taken off his cast and told him to take it slow for a while. He had added that he would start working out a bit if he wanted to stop looking like a twig. He apparently looked like something you should step on just to hear the crack. The hair didn't help apparently with the metaphor.

After that, he had given Izuku a bunch of projects and questions to answer, just to see what he could do with it. He also gave him access to the folders on each of the nomus or nomus-to-be.

Some were uninteresting, for now at least. A weak quirk with a low potential but which could be enhanced with the right means. Boring people, boring life, death by sickness, car accidents, suicide, all dead prematurely in one way or another. It was sad to see the life they could have had.

Some were more interesting. Quirks already strong enough to be used by themselves, supposedly made for grand projects.

The nomu on which the doctor was working currently, the anti-All Might as everyone called it, was a mix of a lot of strong quirks all enhanced and working well together. Izuku wasn't sure of the project but he thought that, if played correctly, the nomu had a shot at actually killing All Might, if not then hurt him badly.

But there were two individuals who shocked him badly as he was looking through all of it.

One was one of his old bullies. He had a wing quirk, used to hang out with Kacchan until he disappeared and no one knew where he went. The teacher had simply said that he had moved away and won't come back, some sort of euphemism to protect kids because the folder read 'villain attack' on the cause of death. Izuku had felt a twinge of satisfaction when he saw the wounds that occurred before his death, a reminder of what he himself had been through because of the kid.

Izuku didn't have great memories of this kid, but it was, ...weird to see him there, floating in his liquid, looking so peaceful in death, far more than in life, freezed in his childhood. Izuku was older now, but the boy's face hadn't changed at all since the last time he saw him.

The other one was Kurogiri.

He had been curious about what Tomura meant by saying that the mist-man had been 'made' for some purpose and had used the lab as an opportunity to pry some answer.

He had feared it and he realized now that his theory was true. It explained at least some of the odd behavior from the man. (The nomu? Izuku didn't think he could think of Kurogiri as anything but a man.) How he would sometimes do nothing else than clean and clean over and over again, as if waiting for orders, or like when he tried immediately to answer any demands, the way he answered some questions.

His name, from the original body, was Oboro Shikarumo, a teenager dead during a villain attack with a cloud-like quirk. The details of his life weren't there but Izuku would have liked to know whether or not the personality of Shikarumo affected Kurogiri's. He didn't really know how they brought the bodies back from the dead but if it included anything with the brain, he might find something in Kurogiri's behavior. (That would be something to look up later if they could actually resurrect people). This was some Frankenstein kind of thing and Mary Shelley would have been probably both proud and terrified of what was going on in the world.

Kurogiri had indeed been made with intent. His job seemed to be, from what Izuku saw on the folder, to take care of Tomura and help him in his endeavors, to protect him and basically raise him.

Sensei, instead of paying for a babysitter, made one.

But Kurogiri was nothing like the other nomus they were trying to create. The Doctor called it a failure, his creation had a mind of his own, though he would still follow orders, but Kurogiri was too much of a man to be anything more than a waste to his creator. Sensei had found another purpose than simply following orders. And Izuku was glad because Kurogiri was caring, and kind, at least to him and Tomura. He took care of them, he raised and taught baby Tomura alone, he held a place in his friend's life that was so important. Izuku was grateful he had been there and hadn't left his friend alone, lost in a sea of loneliness and in the presence of the strange man that Sensei was.