Agent Deku

Chapter 4

Walking into the general's office, he knew that he was getting another mission to complete. " Deku, glad you came so quickly. You will be investigating a mafia organisation and will go undercover for as long as it will take. The jet will be leaving at dawn tomorrow, make sure you're ready," The general told him and handed him a large folder of information on the mafia. Nodding, Izuku saluted and walked out of the office to his room. 'Maybe, I should take the picture' Izuku thought as he looked over at a framed photo on his nightstand. Three out of the four bed were occupied by the Alpha squad but the squad would become a duo until he was finished. Pulling out his duffle bag, Izuku packed some of his plain black and dark green clothes and another pair of combat boots before placing the framed photo of his lost friend into the bag. Setting an alarm on his phone for an hour before dawn, Izuku laid down and tried to go to sleep.

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

A constant beeping woke Izuku up. Stretching, he turned off his alarm and got ready. Leaving a note to the two other members, Izuku looked back before leaving towards the jet. He was allowed to take some of his weapons so he made sure to pack some as he would be going into a dark part of japan. " Good Luck, Deku. Come back, okay?" The General said to him as Izuku board the jet. Once the plane took off, Izuku started to go over the information again before the land. So, he would be taking on his old profile. Neat. " This is your stop, open the door and you should know where you are. Good luck, Agent Deku," The Pilot said through the speakers. Leaving the information on the jet he opened the door before jumping out of it. Once he landed he took in his surroundings. " Okay, walk two miles north and you should be there," He mumbled as he made his way towards his mission. 

Two miles later, he saw a large mansion that had a lot of security. An older man walked towards the property with two men in black suits walking next to him. " Hello young one, how can I help you?" The man politely spoke to Izuku. The latter knew the former's quirk as strong Illusion so replying to him won't make him speak the truth. " U-um. Do you k-know where I can get some money for fighting people? I was told t-that there was one near here," Izuku spoke with coldness in his voice. The greying individual thought for a moment before beckoning him to follow him into the mansion. " A-are you sure, Sir?" Izuku's acting skills were astounding and no one could tell that he was acting so he acted as if he was unsure. " Follow me, my boy," The older male insisted so he followed him into the mansion to be met with many people talking and having a good time. 

He was lead into an office that was on the ground floor. " Tell me, what is your name?" He asked. Izuku stayed quiet for a second as if he just met a random stranger. " I-Izuku Midoryia," He stuttered while the older man nodded and searched his name up. After a few taps, he had a smirk on his face and looked at Izuku. " You've been missing for ten years, give or take. Why did you leave?" There was curiosity in his voice. " I-I. I was wrongly diagnosed as quirkless and was bullied and tormented. One day my mother had enough of me and kicked me out of the house with this duffel bag," Izuku said while his face held no emotion, his eyes and voice held pain and hurt. " Would you like to join me, we could give you a home, a family and you can continue fighting. All I ask if for you to join us," He stated. Izuku had amazement and happiness in his eyes. " Yes! I- I mean, yes. Thank you," Izuku regained himself and was shown to a room that he had all to himself. 

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" Izuku! You're going to fight the members from the lowest rank to the highest. No quirks though, you can use it later, okay?" The old man who Izuku later found out he could call him Kyle. Apparently he was American and his Mafia originated there and came over here for more safety and people. " Okay, Kyle. I will try my best, are we killing or just fighting until one gives up?" Izuku asked the grey-haired male. " I like that attitude kid. But, only immobilize them by pinning them down or knocking them out," He explained and Izuku got ready to fight the first person. Once he punched the girl right in her face some were shocked and from her momentarily being distracted, Izuku was able to pin her down.  Kyle clapped and asked him why he didn't hesitate to hit a girl. " It doesn't matter if you're a boy or a girl, a villain will try and kill you and they don't care about your gender," Izuku explained to Kyle and he was impressed by his reasoning and others were rethinking hesitating before hitting anyone.

Quickly, Izuku climbed to the top fifteen. If he beats the next person, he will be taught with a weapon that he is unfamiliar with instead of working on hand-to-hand combat. Dodging a right hook he counter-attacked with a punched to their stomach but that was blacked only to get kicked in the side of their ribs. Another punch was directed at him but he caught it and used it to pin them down. " Well done, Izuku. Five years of fighting to live have certainly helped you. What weapon would you like?" Kyle asked after calling the trial off and walked with him to the weapon room.

Although it has only been a week since Izuku joined the Mafia, he had already surpassed people who have been here for months to years. The weapon room was highly locked and guarded by multiple of Kyle's men. Izuku knew how to operate almost every gun they had there most swords in his years of training with the army. Although, one seemed to be pulling him closer. He saw a double-sided scythe that had green accents on it. " You don't choose the weapon, it draws you to it. I am surprised that a fifteen-year-old his talented enough to choose a weapon but you have potential in you," Kyle explained to Izuku as he grabbed the scythe. It collapsed into a cylinder that was black and green and then handed it to Izuku. " Training with it will start tomorrow at noon before then, you can train but keep enough energy," Kyle said as they left the room and went their separate ways.