Adaptable

Feral 1

The distinct green eyes reflected in the early moonlight. It was just the beginning of midnight, a perfect time for night dwellers to keep watch.
Most of everyone had went to bed, the dorms were quite save for the few still awake in the living room, it was more of a lobby if anything. Bakugou, Kirishima, and of course Midoriya.

An Aizawa making his rounds.

A sudden leap to one of the upper kitchen cabinets gave Kirishima a good spook. Midoriya had claimed his perch for the time being, it'd always amaze him to the simple heights the green haired boy achieved. That other quirk of his, is quite interesting to watch.

All Might isn't sure why it showed up so late, or what the possible effects are. Principal Nedzu wants the teachers and staff to keep a close watch on him, preferably at night, seems to be when it's most active.

"Midoriya's quirk sure is interesting ain't it Bakugou?"

The blonde gave a huff of annoyance, remembering a couple nights ago when the freak had given him a heart attack. He had to admit though, Deku's cat quirk, thoughtfully dubbed Feline– has gained his attention.

Red orbs turned their attention back to the movie they had been watching. Kirishima and mostly Bakugou, long forgetting about their friend in the kitchen.

Midoriya gave a wide yawn, he often felt a sense of high spirit energy at night, it made him feel a nice warm feeling. Though the extent of his quirk has him questioning a few times, usually at night depending on what is happening– memory loss seems to be a thing. More like blacking out and losing bits and pieces of your memories.

He sat perched on the tuba-ware cabinet, the one that held glass objects. His nails tended to grow into thick Cat like claws, they could actually do some damage if he was ever forced to. A nail dragged against the wood, indenting it, the green haired male felt unsatisfied.

Cat green orbs flicked to one corner of the room, falling onto what appeared to be a small mouse or rat. The pull against his mind was strong, his mental judgement almost flew out the window. Fuck that. He was gonna kill it.

Going into a hunters crouch his body prepared to lunge onto it, muscles ripping underneath his skin. Misjudging the force needed to not obliterate the cabinet, threw him for a loop, crashing onto the kitchen counter and sending glass cups flying to and fro.

All the noise scared the mouse. Scared the two people in the other room earning a yell and a curse. Not to mention Aizawa dashing into the kitchen once again.

The scene before their eyes was like a small bomb went off, millions of tiny glass fragments littered the floor. A heap of a person lay sprawled out on the kitchen counter trying to collect themselves from whatever disaster they may have created.

Aizawa didn't even spare the other two a glance. "Go to bed."

Like the good students they are, they obeyed, one with the decency to curse a stream of insults, the other trying to get them to stop.

"Midoriya." Shouta tried.

Izuku looked at him, gathering himself. He was fine other than the slight scuffs here and there, and a bruise will probably form where he landed on the side of his face.

Shouta took the two moments of silence to send out a small code message via text. Someone should be up at this hour, not that he didn't think he could handle his own against one of his students. The pro-hero just wasn't sure what Izuku was capable of when like this.

"Yes?"

Shouta glanced back up at his student, taking a hesitant step forwards, the glass shards crunching underneath his feet. Izuku gave a fox like grin, it was as wild and untamed like his green hair. Shouta paused, charcoal eyes locking in on his students nails digging into wood chunks underneath him. He was vaguely aware of the pleading look in his students eyes.

Like the flip of a switch Izuku screamed, and spit in agony, brining a clawed hand to only rake against his face. Four thin claw marks in its place, ruby red dribbling down them.

Shouta took a heavy step backwards, the screams were unbearable, animalistic and distraught. The sound of footsteps sounding down the hall told him whatever help was here.

All Might and Present Mic, came barreling towards the area we was stuck in. Someone telling him that MidNight was gathering the students.

Heavy panting brought the attention back to Izuku in his wild state. Sharp canines visible from his open mouth, saliva hang itself in a thick line. He was hunched over at this point.

The once piercing green eyes, held no madness. They pleaded openly. Izuku brought his head up, only to fall off the counter with a groan.

"Shouta..." All Might began.

A firm hand pressed against his shoulder. Awaking him from whatever trance he was in.

"Midoriya, seems to be getting worse, as the nights progress and he's left alone. I've never seen anything like this before, in all my years of being an underground hero... this is.. this is something else." He regained his composure, walking towards his crumpled student who was hacking spit all over the floor.
"Someone go get as much information you can find about his quirk or close to it, anything helps at this point."

Mic squatted near Midoriya. "Little listener? Are you better now?"

All Might all but watching from afar, thinking why his successor is suffering from unknown effects of his newly awakened quirk.

Midoriya gave another dry heave, coughing out air, but managing a sentence out.
"I forget what happens when it activates." Wiping blood and tears from the right side of his face, mindful of the cuts he gave himself. "It's like I blackout..."

He flexed his claws, and bared another wicked smile. Absentmindedly activating Full Cowl, as his veins glowed red and dispersed into green electricity. Lunging at Mic, the closest one in his range.

Shouta forgot how fast this kid could be, adding agility onto it was a hard thing to stop. Showing his own quirk off and bringing his bindings into action, effectively stoping Full Cowl and hooking a band around his students leg.

"All Might!" A quick shout of his name, and he blitzed right in front of Midoriya. His successor got in a mean right swipe to his side before it was lights out.

Muttering a small 'sorry' towards the wild child, he brought his massive arms down with enough force to knock him out. Depleting to that of his regular non-buff form.

Mic stood dusting himself off.

Aizawa fishing out his eye drops and letting his bindings fall back into place, turned towards All Might, who looked like he'd seen a ghost.

"We need to solve this problem, or else my boy will be caged like a wild animal."

Aizawa looked between himself and the other two pro-heroes. This was going to be a long week.