Izuku takes Bakugou's advice and jumps off of a cliff. His neglectful parents realize their mistakes only too late as they find out about his death. As they read through his journals, they along with the rest of the UA family find out just how bad i...
Through the monitor, Herobrine stared at the speaking dignitary. "So in conclusion Lord Herobrine, the foreign diplomats will be escorted by a group of international heroes and armed security. Is that alright?" "Works perfectly fine with me. We will be providing accommodations for them, although we will be performing random security tests." "Understood. You can never be too careful these days." Herobrine nodded as the dignitary exited the video chat. The door to his office opened as Eri entered, holding two apple fritters. "Dondrick made apple fritters and I brought you one." "Thank you Eri." Eri smiled as she handed the treat to her papa before taking a seat on his knee. "So how is school going, Eri?" "Good. Aunt Fuyumi says I'm doing well with the, um, spelling." Eri smiled as she nibbled her fritter. "That's great." He said as he took a bite of his own apple fritter. Eri finished hers before rubbing her hands on Herobrine's pantleg. "Hey." He said as she looked down, embarrassed. He simply leaned in and kissed her forehead, getting a small amount of crumbs on her. Eri giggled before hugging her father.
After a few weeks of going over terms, Herobrine and the UN had finally come to an agreement on foreign diplomats visiting. Ambassadors from Japan, the United States, China, Germany, Mexico, the UK, and France were being sent over in order to secure ties between the countries. Along with them, members of the international hero team known as Overwatch was being sent to escort them. Herobrine, when he was Izuku, had gone over the heroes of Overwatch in one of his journals and looked at the list of the escorting heroes. He nodded to himself, pleased with the choices they had made, hoping drama wouldn't unfold from keeping them under the same roof.
TIME SKIP
The airship carrying the ambassadors and the heroes came to a halt as it stopped outside the gates to the mansion Herobrine had loaned to them for the time being (Pictured Above). Less than thirty minutes had passed since they had boarded, so they were all pleasantly surprised when they touched down. "Wow, look at it, it's like eight times the size of my house." American Ambassador Greg Short said as he stepped out of the vehicle. "Don't you live in a government compound?" One of the Overwatch members asked. "I live in a trailer park." He said as Mexican Ambassador Ian Hurtado held back a snort. "So are we supposed to meet Herobrine somewhere or is he coming here?" "I already am." Herobrine said as the airship took off, revealing him standing behind it. "Dramatic, how long were you standing there?" One of the ambassadors asked. "Twelve minutes."
"Eirrafr Manor has been equipped with modern utilities quite similar to the ones I found on Earth. Electricity, running water, wireless fidelity. I hope the accommodations are to your liking." Herobrine said as he showed the guests the house where they would be staying for the time being. "I have taken some art out of my private collection to allow you to better understand the Overworld's customs, traditions, and values. And please..." Herobrine turned to the group. Nobody knew who he was staring at but they all felt his icy glare. "Don't break anything. I'll meet you all for dinner in around five and a half hours, that should give you enough time to unpack."
MEANWHILE
The Hero Commission Chairwoman sat quietly in the room with a grouping of others from various other countries in league with the HPSC's efforts to reunify the Empire of Japan. "Gentleman, ladies. It has come to my attention recently that a group of ambassadors from some of our countries have gone on the first trip to the Overworld. Quite the place of interest, I'm sure." The Chairwoman said as she explained to her cohorts. "Do you think he'd be willing to part with any of his territory willingly?" One of the others asked. "From what I've heard from our agent at UA, no. However, I do believe he'd be willing to negotiate once we reveal our bargaining chip." The Chairwoman said, vaguely referencing Hanako. "And that is?" "In due time. However, should Herobrine remain an issue, I have a plan in place." She said as she pulled out a hologram projector and an image came up on it. "Ladies and gentlemen, I give you...
OPERATION: HELLDIVERS."
AT UA
Nezu sat in his office, going over paperwork with Bub. "Mr Uncle Principal Rat God?" "Yes?" "Just what are you planning to do with all of this equipment?" Nezu sighed. "Look Bub, you understand that Izu-Herobrine is a good king, right? And I'm not saying that because I see him as the son I never had or wanted." "I understand. The War would have never ended without him." "Yes. Well, unfortunately that's not always the case. On Earth, we've had regular problems with corrupt leaders. People who strong armed their way into power and who care more about money and their own egos than the people they're meant to serve." "I see." "Bub, the Hero Commission is up to something, and if you can trust the HPSC for one thing, it's corrupt underhanded practices. I don't know what it is exactly, but I intend to put a stop to it if my hand is forced." Bub nodded. "The things I had you bring were a precaution in case something happens that requires more than heroes to fight." Nezu said as he took a sip from his cup of tea. Bub bowed to the principal before taking his leave.
Several blocks from UA, Bub shambled down the street as he looked at the various tourist traps and shops he passed. Pedestrians moved out of his way as he ignored their confused and somewhat disgusted stares. The streets grew dirtier and less crowded as he made his way to a bad part of Musutafu, where people didn't usually travel that time of night. Suddenly, Bub felt something nail him in the arm. He raised an eyebrow as he pulled a tranquilizer dart from his bicep. "What the..." Bub was cut off as more darts proceeded to hit him. "What is this? Do people seri-" "Make sure to keep the specimen alive." Multiple armed assailants surrounded Bub as the zombie reached for his weapon. Bub suddenly felt a sack wrap itself around his head as he felt a blunt object strike him in the cranium. Figuring the zombie was unconscious, the assailants drag the corpse to a large black track before placing Bub in the back and driving off.
Despite the truck having no license plate, those responsible for this attack could be identified easily by their logo.
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Looks like Bub's been kidnapped by the Umbrella corporation and the Empire of Japan is using the Helldivers to invade the Minecraft Overworld. What the fuck has this story become? Anyway, I own none of these images. Remember to vote and comment. Sorry for the long wait but I've been going through some personal issues lately and have had a case of writers block, I'll try updating again as soon as I get enough inspiration. Until next time.
