Hey kids, papa's back

Hehe, this one is a bit late, I know but a few things got in the way. Firstly it was a difficult chapter to write, loads of action scenes and all and secondly I'm sick! I got a cold! But I managed to pull through to deliver this before the weekend is over.

Now let me have a heart to heart with you about this little 'experiment', because what I wanted to get out of this is whether or not my readers would like me to add onto the story with my own non-canon villains, I have a few more planned but if you guys don't like it then there's no point ya know. Karkath was kinda like the trial phase for that since he's not too big of a baddie and not too relevant to the major story in a way, soooo I know I tell you guys to review and all as a meme at this point, but this time I'd really like to know your opinion so I can decide how I'm gonna go forward with the story. Keeping in mind, even if I do more custom villains and heroes, it'll still feel like a story set in My Hero Academia, the world won't be alien to you, it'll be just new and...you have to trust me not to fuck it up!

But yeah, smash like, smash the review button, eat some curly fries and I'll try to get healthy again so I can get my writing back in schedule!

Izuku hissed, biting down on his lower lip to contain his pain as he gripped his forearms, both of them bright with long red bruises from the ropes digging into the skin in a painful burn. But they were not broken, that was the important part.

"Okay...now the actual hard part…" the green haired teen said to himself as he rose from his seat on the old wooden chair and rushed over to the doorway to place an ear against the metallic frame.

He could hear commotion outside, things being thrown around, muffled voices and the continued sounds of explosions...it couldn't be...he wouldn't try something so stupid...but the thought of it opened a hole of worry inside Midorya's stomach. Now he had to get out of here even more so than before.

With a deep breath he slowly creaked the door open to peek outside only to quickly close it and back away as he heard the heavy thumping of stomped footsteps approaching his prison room.

"Dammit, there's nothing to hide behind…"

And fighting wasn't exactly an option. A kid with a quirk he didn't know how to use against a grown man twice his size who probably had a lot of violent crimes backed up in his record. Yup, Izuku knew who'd he bet on.

He'd only have a moment to spare, most likely, but he could try the shadows...no, it would only take a glance off to the side to spot him.

Okay, he had to go offensive, despite how much the idea made him shudder. It was simple, just push past the door as soon as it opened and run, hopefully whoever was behind it would be surprised for long enough to not follow him right away.

"It's a bad plan, but I don't have a better one!"

With a huff the teen got ready behind the door, listening for the sounds as the thumping of feet upon the ground became harder and louder "Where's my damn hostage?!" he could hear Karkath bellow and he didn't seem to be in a very good mood.

He waited until the last second, and right as he witnessed the door begin to move, he lunged forwards, pushing past it as the metallic frame hit the sharkman and made him stumble backwards a step as he rushed out, telling him how stupid of an idea this was in the first place.

As he stepped out through the door he had a few seconds to access the general area. This place was dustier than even the little room he was put in, but due to how close it was to the plastic tiled roof, it explained the heat. It didn't seem to be too big, so it didn't extend to the entirety of the warehouse, it seemed like it was some kind of cellar, with many old boxes and crates scattered around and...a hatch! That was his way out, either that or jumping out the window, but he didn't like his chances of landing safely.

With spring in his step he sprinted forwards, not daring to look back to the most likely incoming shark as he just focused on being as fast as his months of morning runs could take him before sliding down across the dusty floor to reach down and open his escape route…

Or he would have, had it not been currently locked shut with a beefy padlock in place.

It was like his heart had skipped a beat and as he slowly turned his vision to the sharkman he saw him dangling a key from a finger with a frown on his face "Gonna need this, kid. I'm not dumb, I believe in safekeeps."

"Oh no…"

"And right now, I need you to play nice and come with me, it seems like someone found us, and I'm hoping if it is the police they'll play nice if we show your scrawny little face to them." Karkath spoke as he cracked his knuckles, slowly stepping forward towards the teen who rose up on shaky legs as he looked around for any other options.

"Come on, you don't wanna hurt yourself now, do you? I ain't against sending you back with a little damage." the shark bared his teeth.

"I'm...I'm not going with you." Izuku answered with a shaky, but determined breath as he raised his hands in front of his face in a boxing stance while slowly stepped his way back from the approaching criminal.

"And what are you going to do? Fight me? A scrawny little kid like you?" Karkath laughed with a shake of his head "Come on kid, I might not be above hurting someone like you but it doesn't mean I like it. Don't make my day any worse than it already is!"

What was he doing? Why was he standing up to this man? He could probably snap him in half if he tried hard enough...but no, Izuku couldn't play in his game, if he went down, it would be with a fight, he just had to get clever.

And at the moment getting clever meant making a shot count. He couldn't just use his quirk, at least not all willy nilly since he'd hurt himself. That meant he only had one shot at this. One shot to take Karkath down however he could, but...that required set up.

A smile forced itself onto his face as he shuffled from side to side, a spring in his step as the kid got ready to dance "C-Come on, fishface. Don't tell me you're afraid of a little boy."

Katsuki Bakugo wasn't currently happy with his predicament, having his wrist held by the mountain that was Mr Burke, the bull horned criminal as he glared down at the kid.

His blast had knocked the other furred one away, but this guy just too the hit without moving, the teen could see the black char and the burn marks leftover on his firearm from just pushing through the blast, but the man didn't seem to care about the pain he was most certainly feeling.

No, Mr Burke was silent, no taunts, no cocky smirk, just the professional frown on his face as he cocked his fist back and used it to deck Bakugo on the face, sending him skidding across the floor before landing with a thud with a bloody lip.

Immediately rushing to his aid, Uraraka knelt down to help the teen up, only to have her hand swatted away as Katsuki forced himself to stand with a growl ringing under his breath as he glared at the minotaur.

"Hey girl...whatever your name was…I'm gonna need some help with that guy." it almost hurt the teen to admit, but it was the truth. Burke wouldn't just take any blast to take down.

"W-What do you need me to do?" Uraraka replied, worry set in her tone as she glanced at the criminals, especially at the furred one getting back up and shaking the dizziness out of his head.

"Ugh...I feel like a truck just hit me…" the furred criminal wobbled for a moment before slapping each side of his face to snap himself out of his stunned state as confusion turned to irritation as he turned his eyes to glare at the two teens "You little brats!"

Ochako didn't have enough time to process the situation before she was shoved off to the side by her explosive partner, which in the process let her avoid the rush of the furred freak that charged at them with his claws bared "I'm gonna make mincemeat out of you for that!"

"Yeah right, fur ball, get real." the teen growled under his breath, his fingers twitching as a couple minute pops went off in between his fingertips. Everything was just aching to explode right now, but Bakugo couldn't just waste it, he had to build up his sweat for a big one if he hoped to take the horned one out.

Instead he had to play dance with this dog looking bastard, dodging swipe after swipe, side to side, back and furth. The evil doer didn't have much when it came to intellect, clearly, but what he lacked in gray matter, he seemed to make up for with speed.

Speed that was hard for Katsuki to keep up with as he winced in pain as his arms began to bleed from the minor scratches that caught him despite his best efforts to avoid them.

But something was starting to feel wrong, he was wasting too much time dancing with this hyperactive chihuahua, and it was keeping his attention away from the real danger that was the one with the horns...who was currently charging at him horns first. Okay, this was bad!

Katsuki made his best effort to push the furred bastard away in time to roll away from the charger but the bull headed criminal was simply too fast for his size. The air was knocked out of Bakugo's lungs as he was hit by the bastard head first, his horns going to either side of him, missing his body by an inch and locking him between the hard head of the criminal and the wall he was subsequently slammed against.

The impact momentarily knocked him out of his senses, taking him a couple of seconds to come to once again and immediately attempt to pry himself free from his prison, but the bison was like a statue, unmoving, refusing to budge an inch.

"Now why don't you settle down there, boy?" Burke grumbled from his bent down position as he crossed his arms "You should be thankful, if it weren't for me my friend there would have probably turned you into a scratching post."

"Shut up!" the teen retorted as he brought his fist down against the man's head repeatedly, the act only making his hand hurt without doing much else to his enemy.

This wasn't optimal, but he was going to have to blast him now. He wanted to build up a bit more sweat for it and to have caught him in a more vulnerable position, but destiny apparently had a different idea to how things would be dealt with.

And he would have done his best to blast the bull's head off, had the sound of breaking glass not pulled his attention away as towards the window to see a frog-like girl with a blur of pink skin wrapped around her neck busting into the scene.

"What's happening there?! I can't see from here!" Mr Burke complained in vain

For once Bakugo didn't have time to plan around what happened as the girls seemed to have their own plans in mind. It was impressive really, like clockwork.

"What the hell, what's happening?!" Burke's voice sounded off with a frightened tone backing it as the explosive teen saw his legs floating off of the floor with a pink hue of light as Uraraka finally managed to get away from the furred criminal to touch Katsuki's assailant, though it wasn't without getting a few scratches across her skin herself.

Next came the long and slithery tongue of Tsuyu, which wrapped around his body tightly as a rope followed by a slimy spray of slippery fluid that felt disgusting against his skin, but helped his come loose from his position. Truth be told, he didn't need to think much as he raised his hand out to Ochako, grabbing her and taking her along for the ride as they were pulled away to the other side of the warehouse and closer to his friends.

A symphony of quirks, each playing off to another's strength...something that gave Bakugo quite the idea for how he was gonna deal with this.

Izuku was having a hard time trying to avoid the shark man in the little locked shark tank he found himself stuck with.

Running from side to side, jumping and sliding over crates to make some distance only for the shark to smash right through and stomp after him while Izuku looked for an opportunity to strike and despite how everything was going, he was making progress...somewhat.

He started to figure out the way Karkath fought and it was pretty simple. He just brawled, didn't have any style to it, the man probably never practiced any fighting style before and as a result, his movements were simple, though his massive frame and array of muscles carried his attacks further than they had any right to.

"Come on kid, I'm getting sick and tired of this, you're just wasting your time and more importantly, my time!" the criminal yelled out as he stomped after the teen, who had hidden behind a crate of old paint cans to buy himself some time to think.

He couldn't just play cat and mouse with the man forever, at one point he'd have to make a move but...the stakes were high. Not only did Midorya have to work with only have one powered up punch to throw before one of his arms was out, he also had to deal with the fact that he couldn't get hit either. He was pretty sure that if the shark landed a good hit on him he'd be seeing stars.

'Think Izuku...I need an opening...how do I make one happen…'

That was the problem...Izuku was running the situation through his head hundreds of times as he searched for the answer, mumbling incoherently all the while before his eyes were widened as he felt a tug on his collar "Found you!"

Karkath threw the boy carelessly to the middle of the room, the green haired teen skidding across the dusty floor, leaving him with a few bruises as the shark cracked his knuckles for a moment "You're giving me a really hard time, kid, I outta teach you some ma-...!" his voice died in his throat as his head whipped towards the large glass window.

A sound pierced through the walls and dug itself so deep into his skull to earn a savage growl from the man; Police sirens. "They're here already...shit!" the criminal's growl echoed through the room as he turned his head back to Midorya, who had slowly gotten back up to his feet, shivering under the man's glare "Playtime's over, brat, I need my hostage now!"

"I'm not gonna play nice!" Izuku said almost automatically with a smirk on his face, which seemed to anger the shark man even more. Something had changed with his demeanor, now that time was short he wasn't just stomping his way closer anymore, the bastard was running. Something that caught Izuku by surprise as he dastardly avoided a chomp that bit off a few strands of his hair in the process, the teen rolling away to safety with a huff.

This was bad, the holds of the sharkman were now unhinged and he seemed to be fine with actively trying to hurt the boy if it meant he could have him where he wanted. The situation had now gotten even more difficult.

"Should have turned in when ya had the chance, now I'm gonna send you back home missing a few pieces!"

Avoiding the charges of the bull man while keeping themselves away from the fast swipes of the furred criminal was a task that proved itself rather difficult for the four teens. Where one of them was left wanting the other made up for with plenty to spare.

But the teens weren't sitting ducks, they had their own quirks and the advantage of numbers, which gave them just enough room to dance around on. Be is by a tug of the tongue from the frog-like lass, a spray of slippery goop to rob their enemies of their balance or a blast to send them all recoiling, though Katsuki wasn't exploding as much as he'd want to at the moment.

No, Bakugo needed to save up for a big one, he knew that much. One big enough to send these bastards flying no matter how big or how heavy they both were. The best part was that he was just about saving up with how slick with sweat his forearms were, the drips hitting the ground below and popping like firecrackers around him.

"That's it! This is gonna be the biggest one I've made yet!"

"Bakugo, focus!" Mina called out, just in time to break the teen's carnage driven trance for him to roll out of the way of another bull charge.

"Too slow-wha…!"

But Mr Burke wasn't enough a fool to fail his plan again. The charge put too much momentum onto him, too much to change directions in the middle of it, but it didn't mean he couldn't bring someone with him as the furred bastard, who had been hitching a ride onto his back hopped off and pounced onto Bakugo, knocking him to the floor as a flurry of clawed slashes ensued.

Katsuki did his best to shield himself with his forearms, getting them bleeding and coated in scratch marks in the process in an effort to not waste all of the buildup he had been saving in this goon.

"Daaaaaaaaaaammit!"

He growled in pure, unhinged anger, his fury piercing through as he reached a hand through the quick slashes. He'd have to spend some sweat, no doubt about it, but his prodigious brain was still working his strategy even now. He would spend the least amount in the most effective way possible; flashbang.

With his palm resting a mere couple of inches from the fur covered criminal's face he'd spend some fuel to blast a bright flash onto his face, assaulting his eyes and causing him to recoil with a scream, covering his retina and ears from the sudden blast of noise and brightness. That earned Bakugo some time, but he couldn't do much from his position, for the first time in his life he was hoping someone else did something now that he had opened up an opportunity. Katsuki Bakugo, relying on other people, how the mighty have fallen.

But his hopes came to be in the form of a pink blur sliding into action and hitting the furred man square in the face with a mighty kick powered by her developed dancing muscles, sending the criminal stumbling off of him and back towards his partner.

Katsuki was forced to take her hand as she helped him up to his feet, grumbling all the meantime with a blush on his face, refusing to meet his eyes with her own "Nice kick."

The girl simply giggled with a roll of her eyes.

Once their little exchange was done, however, Katsuki finally focused back onto the scene to realize...it was time. They were finally right where he wanted them.

"Remember what I said! Now!" he called out to them, warning three nods of confirmation as their plan kicked into gear.

It started with Uraraka giving the explosive teen a pat on the back, imbuing him with anti-gravity in a pink glow. Next Asui wrapped her tongue around his chest and, in a circle motion, dragged him around over a road of slippery slime Mina had place there for them. The lack of weight and the lack of friction with the ground allowing the teen to pick up a huge amount of momentum before he was tossed off towards the two criminals, who immediately got ready for what was to come, but it was already too late, he was too fast, they couldn't react as Bakugo flew past them towards their backside, only getting a glimpse of the three girls booking it for cover before…

Kaboom.

A massive explosion that shook the entire block echoed out, knocking Mr Burke and his furred friend several meters forwards and straight through the metal front door of the building, landing them outside on the dirt.

The fur covered one was out cold, his eyes blank and his fur charred and smoky, but Mr Burke, showing true resilience slowly got up to his feet, wobbling in place before...throwing his hands up as he witnessed the small army of police men and heroes all looking at him.

Izuku was sent flying, thumping heavily across the wooden floor he skidded across like a rock thrown at a lake's surface.

Karkath wasn't pulling any punches anymore and that was a problem. With how aggressive he had become it was very difficult to find openings anymore. In his race he was unpredictable.

"Dammit...I won't be able to land a good hit like this...think...think…"

There had to be something he could use around him. This was a warehouse after all.

As the teen pulled himself back up with a wince, his eyes darted from side to side until he spotted something...this could work.

"You...ugh….you hit like grandma, fish face." Izuku taunted before he sprung forth to the side with a very angry predator chasing after him. This was by far his least favorite part of the plan, he could almost feel the shark breathing down his neck, but still he had to find the self control not to look behind him even once or else it would be over.

"I bet a puppy bites harder than you!" he called out again, tugging at the beastman' wrath to help make his opening

"Oh, I'll show you, brat!"

Karkath rushed forward, his jaw unhinging to show his menacing collection of sharp teeth, which he aimed to use to make the green haired dork suffer, maybe send him back home missing a finger or two.

But his eyes widened as he closed his jaw and instead of the metallic taste of blood, his mouth was filled with a toxic flavor that made him wretch and cough.

Izuku had snatched an old can of paint from the opened crate and lodged it into the sharkman's opened mouth, the can crumbling under the strength of his bite and popping with a puff of old dusty leftover paint.

That gave Izuku the opening he needed. With a growl he sprung forth, remembering the feeling from when he finally got to use All Might's quirk for the first time, the flow of energy, the thrill of adrenaline pumping through his veins followed by the sudden eruption of power concentrated into his right arm as he brought it back for a punch.

But his concentration was broken as he remembered the pain, how much it would hurt to use it, a single moment of hesitation that gave the shark enough time to hit him with a back hand across the face that would send him flying.

Would have if a sudden explosion in the lower level had not knocked the both of them out of balance as the building shook.

This was it, his last chance to make it work and Izuku could not waste it, he could not hesitate anymore.

He slammed his foot down on the floor, the rubber of his shoes screeching as he forced himself to a halt and reversed his momentum into one that drove forwards. There was no hesitation this time, he just needed one good hit. First, set it up, targeted shot on the lower belly, even without One For All it'd still hurt.

And hurt it did, the shark hunching over with a huff, already preparing a counter attack that came much too late as Midorya's next powered blow was already on its way, a powerful uppercut soaring through the air with a glowing arm as Izuku hit the beast man right on the chin "DETROIT…" and then he let it all out, all of the energy, all of the fears he had been clinging onto, all surged out as Karkath was blasted upwards through the roof with a shockwave so powerful it shattered all of the windows around them "SMASH!"

The sharkman was out cold even before he hit the floor outside next to his goons, the police and the heroes looked around in wonder of what had happening before their cheering was heard as they spotted All Might jumping down atop the roof of the warehouse...looking slightly confused.

'Did the kid do this himself…?"

Peering in through the hole in the ceiling the symbol of justice's smile would widen as he saw his pupil, laying down on the floor and panting with a broken arm with sleepy looking eyes, but still a smile on his face.

Upon seeing his mentor, he began tearing up before wordlessly raising his good hand to form a thumbs up.

"P-Plus...Ultra!"