Another Form Of Power

Chapter 4

"He'll join us. And then the world will see what a hero really is." Tomura said again.

Izuku took a deep breath. He turned his eyes from Tomura, glaring at the unconscious boy tied to the chair.

Kurogiri recognised the kid. He was the First Year winner of UA's Sport's Festival. Katsuki Bakugou. The one Izuku had history with. Though Kurogiri still didn't know what history. There had never been an opportunity to ask. Izuku took the few steps to the chair before he leant over and shoved his face into Katsuki's. The angles were odd but the glare was unmistakable.

"He won't." This time Izuku's voice was soft. "This kid is arrogant and self-centred but the one thing he's always wanted is to be a hero," Izuku explained. "He doesn't see the power of the alternatives."

"Like you?" Tomura spat.

Izuku looked up at him, giving him an odd smile. "Like me," he confirmed. "Though really, I have to thank Kacc- Katsuki for his part in opening my eyes."

"Well, you can thank him when he's one of us."

There was a snort from Izuku and he muttered something in English. To Kurogiri, it sounded suspiciously like 'when pigs fly'.

Izuku took a deep breath. "Anyway, the routine report is on the bar, and the money has been transferred," he told Tomura before he looked to the blank TV on the bar. "I should have my first elected position soon," he said to Sensei.

Kurogiri was glad his form was expressionless. The looks from the others were interesting, especially given that Sensei didn't answer.

Izuku turned his eyes away from Sensei's TV. "It's time for me to go," he added with a nod towards the warp villain.

"Same time next week, baby-boy!" Toga crowed.

The bartender returned the nod and the gate opened. Izuku stepped through, going back to his supposed mother's apartment.

Tomura huffed as the gate vanished. He scratched at his neck.

"So who was that...?"

The question came from more than one of the League. Kurogiri noticed the way Dabi was staring at the place Izuku had stood. His eyes were particularly piercing before he blinked and looked away. What did he know?

"He's my-"

Toga was cut off. "Not anyone you need to worry about, suffice to say he is loyal to the League."

Tomura wasn't the only one to stare at the small TV. It wasn't often that Sensei spoke when everyone was present. "Question this Bakugou now, Tomura," Sensei continued.

"You think the brat's right?" Kurogiri could see the way Tomura's eyes widened slightly. It was an improvement. He was thinking.

"I suspect Imoku is more informed about this particular UA student than most," Sensei replied in that way he did. He didn't often contradict Tomura. He seemed content to guide the younger man.

Kurogiri resisted the urge to rub at his eyes. The situation was just getting more complex all the time and he suspected they didn't have the time to muck around.

-afop-

You would think after so long I would have learned to trust my instincts. I could feel something was going to go wrong. I just didn't expect that wrong thing to be All Might coming through the wall.

Of course, in hindsight it is obvious. The League attacked UA, wounding one of their students to the point where he had to pull out from school entirely as a cripple. Stain killed one of their precious students and now the League kidnapped another. UA would be desperate to get the brat back, to prove to the public the strength of heroes.