A Hollow's Rencarnation: An Izuku Yagi Story

十ニ: There Is Only One Answer...

(Guess who decided to finally give this story another fucking chapter? Me. I did. I've been busy prepping for finals, grinding in Genshin, and planning out the story I'm going to write soon, which I published the prologue one-shot for called Recruitment! Go read it and tell me what you think of it! Bye!)

Why was today of all days that Zangetsu had to have a mission, Aizawa thought to himself as he took down more and more goons with his scarf and quirk. He knew this process would have been a lot easier if the swordsman was here to help, but he can handle it fairly easily by himself.

After he fully took care of every single goon that walked through those purple misty portals, he expected Shigaraki and Kurogiri to possibly panic and try to escape before they got arrested. Instead, the blue haired man exclaimed in his raspy voice, "Nomu! Kill that hero!"

The bird creature, called a Nomu, roared loudly as it leaped down right in front of Aizawa, cracking and breaking the ground below them. Aizawa, knowing he couldn't do this alone anymore called out to Thirteen, "Thirteen, call U.A. now! I need backup!"

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Nezu, currently sitting in his office, a cup of green tea in hand, hummed to the song playing on the stereo at the moment. He went to take another sip of his tea when his phone rang, the screen showing the caller was Thirteen. The chimera set down his cup of tea to answer his phone.

"Hello Thirteen. Is something the matter?" He asked in his usual, nic tone, expecting that nothing bad was happening at the U.S.J. But the answer he got wasn't what he was expecting.

"Erasurehead needs backup, now! Villains have invaded the U.S.J. and we need any backup you can get! I don't think Aizawa will last any longer, he is already injured and is getting worse by the second. Just send anyone you can!"

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The time seemed to slow for Aizawa as the Nomu started to beat his face into the ground, his blood splattered on the crater where his head was being slammed into over and over again. His vision was blacking out as he coughed out blood from his mouth, which only Thirteen saw as the class was fighting villains in the sections of the building they were forced into.

Everything seemed to be going array when out of nowhere, a quiet static sound was heard from behind the Nomu, and an oversized black khyber knife ended up directly to the bird creature's neck. "What do you think you are to beat on someone I consider important to me? I would normally just kill you immediately for that, but, I'm not in the current mood to be remorseful. Fight me, beast!"

Shigaraki and Kurogiri were in shock to see Zangetsu behind their Nomu, not knowing what his abilities were because they couldn't actually find a file on him that detailed them. But the albino looked different from his picture by a small bit. On the left side of his head, a large black forward-pointed horn sprouted from his long white hair.

Even Aizawa, with his damaged vision, saw the small change to Zangetsu's appearance and he could feel something had changed as well. Has he gotten stronger, the underground hero thought to himself. Zangetsu's spiritual pressure sure did make it seem like he did, with how much denser it seemed than the day before.

Shigaraki fell to his knees, gripping his black shirt where his heart would be with four fingers, the pressure emanating from Zangetsu forcing him to the ground. "W-who are you?!" The blue haired male grunted out, his voice laced with confusion and anger.

"I'm the man who's going to kill you, but not now. I'll let you live long enough to make killing you entertaining to me," Zangetsu answered the villain while not even looking at the man.

The Nomu roared out, going to punch the albino behind it, but its attack got blocked by the teen's hand alone. A shockwave reverberates throughout the building from the impact and the block, sending Aizawa and Shigaraki away from the fountain area of the U.S.J. Seeing this, Zangetsu smirked and continued to block all the attacks the Nomu would make at him with only his hands and arms. Zangetsu continued to block the bird monster's attacks with skilled ease, boredom showing on his face. "Damn, I thought this thing would be stronger, but there is no use in outstretching this fight anymore I guess," the albino states as he flashes a bit away from the Nomu.

Still watching from afar, Shigaraki thought Zangetsu was giving up, but quickly broke his train of thought when that very same pressure came back, but stronger than before. The white-haired teen aimed his right pointer finger directly at the Nomu, a crimson red Cero forming from the tip of his finger.

Aizawa was familiar with Zangetsu's Ceros, but this one felt different, stronger than the past ones. Instead of it forming from practically nothing, the spiritual pressure seemed to appear from three different areas to form the Cero. Once the Cero was large enough, it shot out as its usual beam of crimson energy, but much stronger and the energy denser than before.

Just as this was happening, the doors at the U.S.J.'s entrance slammed open to reveal All Might, who saw Zangetsu's Cero hit the Nomu and disintegrate what parts of it got hit. All Might and Shigaraki were shocked at the display of strength and got angry, but for two different reasons. Shigaraki was enraged at how someone other than All Might defeated something that was supposed to beat said hero. All Might however, was angry because of how ruthless Zangetsu was, thinking that the Nomu could have been a still conscious human being.

"Young master, we should leave immediately," Kurogiri said as he started to form a portal for himself and Shigaraki, sending them both through it after they formed enough to fit them both.

As the students of 1-A were able to get to the center, Momo, Kirishima and Uraraka would help Aizawa get back to his feet. Momo would use her quirk to make rolls of gauze bandages to wrap around the underground hero's injuries. All Might, still angry, went up behind Zangetsu and put his hand on the teen's shoulder. "We need to have a little 'talk'. Now."