The Beast Born of Flame

crack-pter 1: heroes can be pretty stupid

Izuku was not having a good day, first he had to avoid bitch-ugo, his lackeys, and even a brave teacher or two, then he had to dodge some sentient sewer slime and now he was flying through the air hanging off of the leg of someone he'd stopped giving a shit about, or so he thought, long ago who was yelling at him to let go even as they soared a good 100 or so stories above the ground. Izuku did what every normal person did on a crazy and/or bad day, he screamed his woes away "FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!"

After a few minutes of screaming profanities at whatever bored God was watching his life for entertainment he noticed he was standing on solid ground once more "YOU F-...oh, what?" He looked around confused before eyeing a skeletal ma- wait a God damned minute! "ALL MIGHT!? WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!? WHY ARE YOU A DEFLATED BALLOON PERSONIFIED!?" 

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Toshinori was not having a good day, first he was pushing his limit as he chased a slime villian through the sewers, then he had to save a civilian from said villan, and after that the boy he saved had for some reason, grabbed onto his pants as he jumped away, and then screamed like a banshee with the vocabulary of a sailor, nearly making his ears bleed and now the loud young man had seen his small might form and found out it was him, so he did what he saw many of his co-workers and partners do on long difficult days, closed his eyes, signed a sigh that deepened the further he got Into It and pretended he didn't see the problem, in this case, the boy across the roof from him and walked towards the rooftop access door, silent and blank faced. He was suddenly yanked back by a surprisingly strong arm "oi! I asked you a question all might! As a hero it's your job to help civilians, and this civilian needs some help understanding just what the fuck is going on damnit!" Toshinori sighed heavily once more and turned to face the green-black haired boy "I'm not a hero kid, I'm just a dude on a roof that you suddenly appeared on, so there's no reason for you, or anyone else, asking questions about me…" he gave the boy a tired look, the boy giving him a glare with the power of a condensed super-nova. "Hmm, alright then…." The boys eyes shifted from trying to cremate him, into two deep yet bright green scalpels cutting him open to see what made him tick and it unnerved the man. "Then what's your name, random dude on a roof? Because I'm not repeating that mouthful every time I need to address you" "you can call me yagi, but I doubt you'll need my name for very long" "good because I already forgot, I'm calling you depressed bunny from now on, so DB what ya doing on a roof?" Toshinori felt his eye twitch, he's glad he doesn't have to deal with many civilians, especially ones as...brash? Nosy? Cocky? "I was...following a…friend...of mine, he showed me something and I had to...talk to this friend before I was going to bring him somewhere, but some...gum...got stuck to my shoe and I had to get it off before leaving again" he saw the boy smirk, his sharp canine poking out and over his bottom lip as he chuckled lowly, sounding more like a soft rumble then a chuckle. "Well, I don't see your...friend...anywhere DB" the boy pointed his eyes down then met his again "looks like you ditched each other, might wanna go find him, don't want him getting any, gum, do we?" 

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Izuku chuckled as he watched all might panic as he pressed his hands against all of his pockets before going pale "shit!" He bolted off as izuku rolled his eyes and sighed at the stupidity of heroes at times, walking to the door the man had run through, still hearing his distant but loud footsteps before pushing him over the railing of the stairwell down. He smirked as he fell last the hero, grabbing out a railing and bracing his legs against the concrete of the steps, squaring Ashe landed to lessen the pain of falling 5 stories and suddenly stopping. He stood and then dropped again, doing so until he reached the bottom on ground level, hissing as he massaged his ankles and less before looking up at an explosion a few blocks away, running out of the building and towards the now rising plume of smoke in the air