Powerless - A My Hero Academia/ DC Crossover

Chapter 28 - Internships

The Hero Killer Stain glanced around at his surroundings. His mysterious visitor had taken him to a darkened tavern. It was dank and completely empty, save a sole figure sitting on a stool, leaning against the bar. He was clad all in black, contrasting directly with his messy silver hair. A large disembodied hand was clasped on his face as some sort of macabre mask. Stain disliked him on the spot. Behind the hand man was a small television that had "sound only" pasted across the screen. The warping man had taken his place behind the bar counter. It didn't take long for stain to realize where he really was.

"Now I get it," said Stain. "You must be the ones who attacked UA. And you wanna recruit me to build up your little group again."

"Yeah," the Hand Villain said simply. "It'll be great, you've got so much experience."

"And what's your mission?" Asked Stain.

"For now?" The Hand Villain replied. "I just wanna kill All Might. I like to destroy anything that pisses me off." He held up a picture of a young boy with messy green hair, wearing a UA gym uniform. "Like this little brat here. Game over."

Stain felt the anger boiling deep inside of him. "I was a fool to think you could offer me anything," he growled. "It turns out, you're the type of person I hate most in this world." He quickly drew two large combat knives from his side. "The goals of your "league" are those of a child. What meaning is there to killing if you don't have real convictions?"

Kurogiri, the Warp Villain, sighed inwardly. Tomura Shigaraki cares only about wanton violence, so they brought the Hero Killer in to guide him. Perhaps they made a mistake. "Master, should I step in?" He asked in the direction of the television set.

"Let it happen," said the voice from the television. "It's possible this is the only way he'll learn anything. He needs to think about the ways he must grow, how he can mature. Only then can he reach his potential."

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Izuku and his classmates returned to school with great fanfare. He was accosted on the train on his way to work several times from people who had watched him in the sports festival. They were impressed by his abilities and strength, asking if he was really trained by Batman as rumored, and even asking for autographs. He found it all very overwhelming, and was quick to blend into the crowd once the train had reached his stop. Upon reaching his class, his classmates were all abuzz with stories of their own celebrity. Their performance in the Sports Festival had placed them on the map with fiery beacons to light the way.

A moment later, the door to the class opened, and an unbandaged Aizawa sauntered in with a simple "morning class."

"Mr. Aizawa, you don't need your bandages anymore," said Asui. "That's good news."

"The old lady went a little overboard in her treatment," said Aizawa, scratching his cheek absently. "Anyway, we have an important class today on Hero Informatics." The class shifted uneasily in their seats, looking at each other nervously. Hero Informatics sounded hard, perhaps something to do with hero laws or protocol. Aizawa cleared his throat. "You need codenames."

The students around Izuku cheered. Aizawa activated his quirk and growled, and they fell silent. "This is related to the first year draft pick I mentioned before the festival," he said. "Normally, students don't have to worry about the draft yet until their second or third year, but this class is different. By extending offers to you, Pros are essentially investing in your potential. Be warned, many offers can be rescinded if their interest in you dies down before graduation."