Chapter 5 - The Trail of Battle Part 1
By One Above All
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Alone. The concept that holds more fear than death itself. To wander your existence with no one to be your rock. No one to keep you strong. No one to be your friend. That is why home is the one place you feel safest. At least at home, the bullies do not hunt you down and take everything.
This was the story for poor young Yokuto Toriashi. He is a Japanese student of Somei Junior High, having graduated from first year status to second year. His parents had gained their wealthy status through their talents in the Japanese electronics production companies. His mother works for Pear where she helps design dummy robot A.I's, while his father works for Bambung who help manufacture data softwares for hero agencies. The family lives in a decent upper-class house in a friendly neighborhood. Their status in society would grant young Yokuto admission into Somei.
His first year in Somei was not too bad, especially if you remain under the radar of those superior to you. Yokuto knew better than to not offend others above him. The Silver Clan had become such a group through their admission granted to them due to their influence in the hero community. Then again, that was after a member of the Iida family graduated and went off to Yuuei.
Young Yokuto would seclude himself from the rest of his class during the first year until he met a girl that would become his first friend in Somei. Her name was Lulu Hanakyu. Things were going good for them until Lulu angered the Silver Clan. The girl never mentioned to him what she did, but all she told him was that for her to stay strong for what she believes, she can't just let others dictate how she feels.
Through all his collective reasoning, Yokuto just could not believe that it had been announced that Lulu would be transferred to Somei's rival school, Kurai Ike Junior High. Their farewells to one another were tearful ones as the two friends would barely see one another due to the locations of their schools.
For the rest of his first year, Yokuto was alone once again and he did not dare speak to anyone else. It was then due to this seclusion that he would always sit alone during lunch period at the far back of the cafeteria. Summer then came and that is when his middle school life became his personal hell. Three seniors from Kurai had spotted him during break and knew of Lulu. They threatened to bully her for her former status as a Somei student unless Yokuto paid them each week.
For the whole summer break, Yokuto would give up his allowance each week to the Kurai seniors. He did not care though. He would do anything if it meant Lulu stayed safe. Once the second year begins, he would do the same thing as scheduled. He was told by them the week before that he should give them the money during lunch period at Somei's outer fence to avoid attention.
Like a good slave, Yokuto complied to their demands. Little did he know that after the first day that their demands were the least of his worries. The seniors had spotted him once again and had demanded for an increase in the payment. When asked why, they punched him for questioning. They then told him that the reason for the increase was because of the insolence of Lulu. They explained to him that their group leader had asked Lulu out, but she declined.
Upon hearing that Lulu was being hit on by some guy, Yokuto did something they did not expect and lashed out at the seniors. His puny physical strength was not enough, and the seniors beat him to the wall of the alley they were in. One of the three seniors crouched down to taunt the beaten Yokuto as his two friends wrecked the bike that Yokuto rode on.
Young Yokuto laid there helpless as he knew he could not do anything about it. Not even status and money could fix his problems. His parents were of no help either. He was just a weak boy living in a cruel world.
Well luckily for him, life decided to cut him a break.
"HEY BUB"
Yokuto and the bullies looked to the opening of the alley and they saw a new face enter the situation. The Seniors saw him as just some gaijin wearing a gakuran, but Yokuto remembered who this was. It was the new foreign student in his class. He stood firm, fists clenched, and a snarl on his face. Young Yokuto could barely remember the foreigner's name. Logan, was it?
"Back off from Feather Head, right now. I'm only going to say this once.", said Logan.
"Or what, gaijin? There is three of us. You can't win", said the senior.
"Quit talking like your pussyass fathers and come at me already.", mocked Logan.
"Oh, you're dead, gaijin", said the senior who was about to throw the first punch.
However, Logan caught the fist, pulled the arm, and grabbed the back of the senior's head. He then slammed the senior's face into the wall of the alley. The older teen had then slumped to the concrete floor.
Logan turned to the other two seniors and snared at them. The one at the back was intimidated, the one in front was visibly pissed off. He rushed at the young Canadian for a tackle, but Logan avoided the arms and kneed the older teen's testicles twice. After doing this, the young Canadian threw the squirming senior to the ground.
The third and final teen then took off running knowing now that this was a loss. Unfortunately, Logan was not done. The young Canadian lifted the ruined bike and tossed it at the fleeting teen. The collision caused the senior to be thrashed into a series of garbage bins and having a very nasty purple bruise at the back of his head.
Logan huffed in satisfaction at the sight of three dicks getting what was coming to them. He did not have to use his bone claws to boot. Cracking his neck, he looks to the still beaten up Yokuto. Half of his glasses were shattered, his feather hair was raffled up, clothes were dirty, and bruises were showing.
Logan looked at the already wrecked bike which was now more ruined by his toss. He scratched his head with slight guilt at the fact that he completely took away any chance of feather head's ride getting repaired. Deciding that he did not have a choice, he walks up to Yokuto and offers a hand.
"You need help, feather hair?", asked Logan.
Yokuto brushed the hand aside and struggled to stand.
"I don't need help. I can go myself", said Yokuto.
With his hand on the wall to keep him stable, Yokuto limped away to leave the alley. He was about to leave the alley, but the first senior that was beaten by Logan had gotten back up.
"You damn Somei bastards, how dare you do this to us. The Kurai Hawks will make you pay for this. Lulu is going to have no place to feel safe once we ruin her status. Yokuto, you and your gaijin friend can go to hell", proclaimed the older teen.
The Kurai senior then turned his fist into a ball of rock and ran to punch Yokuto. His attempt was unsuccessful when Logan cut the attacker's leg with his bone claws. The young Canadian made sure to not cut too deep. The Kurai senior scrambles in his footing due to the pain and the slight bleeding. As he stuttered pathetically, Logan roundhouse kicked his face, knocking him out.
"Bub, you're a mess", taunt Logan as he spat at the unconscious teen.
Logan walked to Yokuto and carried him over his shoulder. The feather haired teen tried to get himself off, but he realized that he was to hurt to do anything about it. Also, the Canadian just has too much of a strong grip and physical strength.
"Why are you doing this? This doesn't concern you", said Yokuto.
"Bub, just shut it. You're beaten to hell and by the time your limp home it will be the middle of the night. I'm at least helping you to get on your property. You can limp your way to the front door from there", said Logan.
Knowing that he does not have any word in the matter, Yokuto just slumped on the Canadian's shoulder for the rest of the trip. As they traverse the streets, the feather haired teen dreamt of Lulu. The good times they had together plagued him so. Near the end of the dream, he was awakened by Logan setting him down on the concrete sidewalk that was in front of his house.
Yokuto looked up to see Logan putting both of their backpacks down along with two canned drinks. The metallic can read iced coffee. He was able to get his can open while Logan already took a swig.
"Don't like ice coffee?", asked Logan.
"It's fine. I just don't drink it often", answered Yokuto who took his first taste of it. The two had then enjoyed their drinks for a while until the feather haired teen asked Logan on how he found his home. The young Canadian said that he looked through Yokuto's belongings until he found his small booklet that held a few addresses and phone numbers. Ironically, Yokuto's home address was on the last page of the booklet.
Logan and Yokuto remained there in silence until they both finished their coffees. They got off the sidewalk and departed from each other without a word to the other person as both wanted this day to end. However, Yokuto had then been thinking on the ramifications of what transpired today. Lulu was no doubt going to be on the Kurai Hawks' chopping block. They would do it too. They would hurt her just out of their hate for Somei and to get to him.
Yokuto then looked at his hands. How weak they were. How fragile he was. How pathetic his mere existence was. Scratching the sides of his head, he felt the feathers that were blended with his human hair. There is nothing he could possibly do to help Lulu from those Neanderthals.
'Wait', Yokuto thought. He then looked to the departing foreigner. The one named Logan. Sharp bone claws. Fighting talent. And although they are the same age, the Canadian has proven to have a superior athletic build. They don't know each other that well and the culture gap might play as a disadvantage, but this Logan character was his best and only chance. He will need his help to secure Lulu's safety.
"Excuse me", Yokuto called out as he caught up to Logan. The young Canadian turned around to see Yokuto who stood straight.
"Your name is Logan, yes? My name is Yokuto Toriashi. If you have the time, then it is important to me that you and I should meet again tomorrow. Can you accept this?", Yokuto said with a bow.
Logan didn't understand what caused this flip in character, but he figured it must be important if the sudden desperation in Yokuto's voice was any indication.
"So, that's your name. Alright then Yokuto, I'll meet with you tomorrow. Tell me where though", said Logan.
"During lunch period, at the table I sat before. We can talk more then", said Yokuto.
"Fine, I'll meet you then", agreed Logan.
"Thank you, have a pleasant evening, Logan-san", said Yokuto as he bowed to the Canadian and went back to his house.
Logan watched the feather haired teen enter his home and thought of what the guy might want from him. Somei was really starting to get weird, but there was nothing he could do about it now. A hell of a first day.
Knowing that he could only get answers tomorrow, Logan took the long way home. From street to street, he walked through the twilighted city and saw what the nightlife was like from a civilian point of view. It was just like what he said to Creed a few months ago. There was something about Japan that brought him bliss and yet pain. Whatever could have happened to him in his past life on his old earth's Japan must have been tragic for him to have such feelings. God, if he could only just get his memories back like the others. But like Doom said, there's something in his head that's not letting him remember.
As he looked at the setting sun, Logan could tell from the scent of the air that there aren't that many heroes who walk the night. From what Eddie told him, there were at least a handful of pro-heroes that bothered to even take the night shift.
'I guess people prefer the sunlight. They might think it's the only time that they'll ever shine for the camera', thought Logan.
Brushing his dark brown hair with his fingers, Logan let out a breath and wondered what tomorrow would be like. He continued his walk and then spotted his apartment complex. He went up to his floor and knocked on the door. He could tell Creed was in there by the scent he was picking up. The door then opened to reveal a slightly annoyed Creed.
"And where the hell have you been all afternoons?", asked Creed.
"Getting into trouble on purpose", answered Logan.
Creed looked at Logan's uniform. It wasn't too ruined, but there were hints of a scuffle. He wasn't going to blame Logan. God knows there are a few people out there who need an ass kicking.
"Whatever then, come on bub. Mrs M made us dinner.", said Creed as he walked to the table.
Logan walked in but did not sit with Creed to eat. He instead went to his room as he unbuttoned his gakuran. His brother noticed that he did not go for the food. Probably wanted to change before digging in. getting out his shield communicator, it read that the time was eight o'clock.
'Time to talk the assholes', thought Creed as he switched to live screen chat. Upon activation, he was greeted by Victor von Doom and Erik Lesher in a discussion while Eddie Brock was eating a cup of ramen. The new yorker didn't really care for what the Latverian and German had to say of what they had planned and neither did Creed.
"So what are you schmucks talking about?",asked Creed.
"Doom and Erik are talking about the recent stuff that went on in Finland. Punisher and Black Knight were able to remove all Hydra influence in the country. I can only guess how many politicians and soldiers Frank had killed. Though during that bloodbath, Percy managed to get the Zodiac relic that was hidden there", explained Eddie.
"So how come you're not caring?", asked Creed.
"Because instead discussing how our monitors are doing, they're just talking about how much they want to destroy Hydra", answered Eddie.
"Should've figured. Hey nerds, are we going to waste time talking about our enemies? or are we going to actually have a discussion that I might give a shit about, otherwise I'm going back to my dinner", said Creed.
Doom and Erik then broke from their discussion and eyed the blunt Canadian. Upon closer look, Doom has bags under his eyes as Erik has his hair tied back.
"And the prodigal idiot finally reveals himself. You're an hour late, Creed", said Doom.
"Well, I'm here now. So, what's going on?", said Creed.
Now as a whole team, the four reincarnates discuss what the next day will bring them. They started with the possible Asgardian living in Iceland. From the report made by TrickShot, Forge sent a copy to Doom to check for himself.
"So, what's the verdict Doom? Is this Ormur an Asgardian?", asked Erik.
"Mjolnir is in Iceland too. Maybe this guy is a reincarnated Thor", said Eddie.
"The report is pretty much a summary of how Thor was on Earth when he lost his memories and the hammer. ProbablyDaddy dearest decided to pull the whole exile thing again on ol'e goldy locks", said Creed.
Doom contemplated on the subject. To him, the reports were accurate due to it being based on bio scans from his biomatrix software. While true, Asgardians have a similar anatomy structure to humans. Their cellular structure, however, is a whole other story. One interesting discovery from the report is that the reincarnated Asgardian race holds no quirk gene in their biology. Certain alien races in the refugee camps at Area 51 have the mysterious quirk gene in their DNA. So how come Asgardians were denied quirks? It was a sheer advantage for the people of earth. Then again, Asgardians never needed biological abilities to prove that they were indeed mighty foes.
"The report doesn't lie. This Ormur is indeed Asgardian. Both the bioscans and the appearance of Mjolnir are proof of this. The only question left unanswered is whether or not he is related to said thunder god", concluded Doom.
"The proximity of the target and the hammer is just too good of a coincidence. The possibility of him being a reincarnated Thor is very valid", said Erik.
"Yes, but so the fact that others not of the royal family have wielded the hammer. There's also a possibility that the Norse pantheon is following a different set of rules. Due to the occurrence of reincarnation, they might not even be the same gods we once knew", explained Doom.
"So pretty much all we could do is wait and see for Trickshot to give us the answer", said Eddie.
"Let's hope the bastard doesn't decide to wreck the Island. Alright, what's next?", said Creed.
Their next discussion was on the recently retrieved Zodiac relic. The Aquarius Gauntlets. Much like the Scorpio Muramasa, the relic too originated from the inventive hands of Leonardo Da Vinci and stored within the hollow earth chambers of Europe. Unfortunately, Hydra had gotten to it before anyone else did. Punisher and Black Knight were able to track it down to the Finland government palace which was being used as a secret Hydra communications station.
"The Punisher and Black Knight had used their interrogation techniques to get answers from a pro-hero who was secretly a Hydra agent. The now dead man had given them all that he could spew out. Knowing that the palace would be hard to get in with just the two of them. They then enlisted the aid of the Finnish rebellion and successfully invaded the palace", summarized Doom.
"I guess without cannon fodder, most of Frank's plans wouldn't work", said Eddie.
"And what of the Aquarius Gauntlets? How were they able to retrieve them?", asked Erik.
"It wasn't easy. Even with most of Hydra's guns no longer aimed at them, powerful cosmic artifacts were a must-protect in our enemy's eyes. Having dealt with a large sum of foot soldiers, the two had made it to a massive Titanium made chamber that housed the Gauntlets. As well as other things", explained Doom.
"I'm going to go on a whim and say that these other things are probably fucked up experiments turned freak shows", said Creed.
"You'd be half right. Protecting the Gauntlets were brainwashed individuals who showed indications that they were of the biologically enhanced army of the Sons of Da Vinci. After executing them, Punisher and Black Knight proceeded to bioscan them to confirm their obvious previous allegiances. Five of these enhanced soldiers would have been a difficult battle, but due to Hydra brainwashing overlapping with the Sons' own they weren't the most mentally capable. These now deceased Sons super soldiers were numerically identified by their tattoos as V4, V6, V7, V8, and V10. After that, they were able to obtain the Aquarius Gauntlets. However, the relics were trapped in an Adamantium case locked with an electronic scanner that needed a keycard.", explained Doom.
"Are the relics that powerful for there to be that much security?", asked Erik.
"Punisher thought the same and sought footage of any Hydra experimentation on the relics. Upon turning the palace into ruin, he did manage to find footage that revealed something interesting.", explained doom.
Doom then showed a video of Hydra scientists performing scans of the relics. The footage then pans over to a set of monitors that were being viewed by the Hydra scientists. The screens had then shown certain details acquired from the scans on the relic. They showed the engravings etched into the blue metal of the Gauntlets. These engravings had held a familiarity with the Latverian, German, and Canadian.
"Certainly, I don't have to explain just where the great Leonardo gained the inspiration to have created these relics.", said Doom.
"Without a doubt, the Aquarius Gauntlets are of ancient Atlantean design. Which means the kingdom of Atlantis has been reincarnated into this Earth as well", said Erik.
"And that also means a really annoying fishman with winged feet is here too. I'm really not looking forward to seeing him again.", said Creed.
"When Namor does finally reveal himself, let me deal with him. Due to our history, he'll probably be more compliant with a familiar face.", said Doom.
"I don't get it though. By that logic, Leonardo had worked with the Atlantians back in the ancient times. Currently, it's 2174, so how come Atlantis hasn't been discovered yet", said Eddie.
"I could come up with several theories, but none could be proven at the moment. For now, let's continue the footage.", said Doom.
The video then continued to a segment of the experiment where two Hydra agents, one male and one female, stood in front of the display that held the Gauntlets. The man was then instructed to put on the Gauntlets to see the reaction. Upon wearing them, the man had started to shake violently and kept shaking until he fell to the floor. The monitors had shown that the man's heart and brain had ceased functioning. After a few seconds,the corpse of the dead Hydra male had started to float and then glew with what could be considered cosmic energy. The glowing stopped and the body suddenly converted itself into lifeless water.
It would then be the female's turn to put on the Gauntlets. Upon wearing them, the woman's irises glowed a bluish color and the water that was once the man had begun to flow around her. She too had begun to float in the air, only to be converted into lifeless water as well.
"At least the chick had a less painful ending", said Creed.
"This does however prove the theory of the relics are gender based. Most likely, only a female Atlantean can wield the Aquarius Gauntlets.", concluded Doom.
"Which means Hydra will be making Atlantis a possible target later. Yet another reason to eliminate them as soon as possible.", said Erik.
"Well that's all there is happening in Europe. Is there anything else we should know about?", asked Eddie.
"No, that's all Forge wrote to us in the weekly report. Other than Iceland and Finland, there really aren't any reincarnate related incidents in the world for us to worry about at the moment. So for now, let's take this time to discuss what Yuuei has planned for us tomorrow.", said Doom.
"Ugh, do we have to? Seriously, day one of that place was a headache already. Do we really need to talk about those shit teachers and our even shittier classmates?", said Creed aggressively blunt.
"How you feel doesn't concern the mission, Creed. However, I do agree with the notion of how exactly a discussion of our time in the academy is of any importance.", said Erik.
"Considering that it holds major relations with Izuku Midoriya and that we are to be a part of them for the next three years, I do see the importance. As of which, I got into Yuuei's staff servers and found the surprise that they have planned for us. Tomorrow will begin at homeroom with an specifically informative reminder of the Yuuei SHIELD partnership from professor Aizawa. The first impressions we made will most likely play a factor in how our Japanese peers will view us for the near future. We already know Aizawa is not the guy to play favourites, so it would be beneficial for social efficiency to know our new quote on quote companions.", explained Doom.
Upon his proclamation, several holographic screens popped up with views of files of each of the students of Class 1-A. This caused the three other reincarnates to give their squad leader a critical look.
"So, you decided to hack into a school's private server and stole personal information that belongs to fifteen-year-old high schoolers.", said Eddie.
That statement caused Doom to cup his chin and think for a few seconds.
"Well, when you say it like that.", said an annoyed Doom.
"The only one we need to concern ourselves with is Izuku Midoriya. Every single one of them in that classroom holds no business with us.", said Erik.
"True, Erik. However, curiosity has been a staple of humanity since its beginnings. We can't turn a blind if any of them gets a bit too close. they have already seen the slight relationship we have with Izuku. I have of course kept my distance and planned for any contingency that will hold true for the coming days. Especially for any possible villain attacks.", explained Doom.
"Makes sense. All-Might is going to be a teacher tomorrow. I wouldn't be surprised if any of his old enemies or some new ones start popping up eventually.", said Eddie.
"Exactly, so to better prepare for when that day comes, we will need to evaluate the possible quirks that will be useful for when conflicts arise. We've already seen the basic functions of their abilities, but tomorrow will give us more to examine. After homeroom will be your usual highschool classes, but they will all lead to our final class period, the hero course.", said Doom.
"About the class that Izuku will be excited for. With All-Might being a teacher, us showing off is a much do.", said Creed.
"In that case, Tomorrow will be perfect. The first topic to be learned is merely a battle trial. It will be structured as two teams of two battling in a testing sight. Possibly as a form of dual power combinations. The teams will be made via random selection. Risky, but realistic.", explained Doom.
"Hell yes, this is going to be so damn fun. I just hope our partners aren't going to ruin it", said a grinning Creed.
"And with that discussed, this meeting is over. We will do this again next Monday. I'm going back to my development of new tech for SHIELD. You three can go whatever you want for the night.", said Doom as his call ended.
"His ego certainly didn't die down after today. However, he has a point. Be seeing you two tomorrow", departed Erik.
"Yeah, see ya Creed", departed Eddie.
With their chat ended, young Victor Creed turned off his communicator and closed his eyes. Three years is still way too long for this shit. Living in Japan for nearly a year, hoping to be in another big SHIELD mission again, and being a bodyguard for a Japanese teen who will one day be a hulk level hero. Looking at his own hands, it still gets to him that he's fifteen again. At least in this life he can go to a highschool that won't treat him like a freak. He never did got the chance in his previous life.
Being young is great, but it's overall hell. But at least he has people that can actually take care of him. Peggy isn't Nick Fury. She's better. After getting both Logan and him out of poverty, SHIELD has been nothing but good for them. She was the Captain America of her earth for God's sake. By all means, she has his eternal loyalty.
It was after recalling a few memories that Victor Creed noticed that Logan still hasn't eaten yet. Sighing at the inevitable brother talk they'll have, he walked to the room of the younger Canadian to check up on him. Standing in front of the door, he knocked twice.
"Hey, Logan. I'm coming in.", said Creed as he proceeded to open the door.
As he enters, Creed sees that Logan is resting on his bed. His adopted brother was just staring at the ceiling of his room.
"Everything alright? Because you didn't bother to eat.", said Creed.
"I don't feel like it", said Logan. This made Creed feel awkward. He wasn't the type to encourage others in being positive. He has been Logan's brother for a while now, but it never got easier when being the guy to raise him. He was lucky enough for Director Carter to step in from time to time to act as a parental figure, but she wasn't here now.
"Considering we both have healing factors; I won't argue with you there. Just know this, it was only the first day. It might not get better, or it might not get worse. You don't have to tell me what went wrong, but I'm here for you. So, if you want to, just sum what went down and I'll try to think of an answer.", said Creed.
Young Logan turned his head to the older Canadian teen and summarized what his day was like.
"It started out like how I thought it would. Both the teachers and students don't like me, because I'm a foreign outsider to them. So far none of them have tried to pick on me, yet. They all have just ignored me. At the end of day, I haven't had much trouble with any of them. That was until a guy from my class was getting a beatdown in an alleyway. These three ass holes from some other school were all over him and well… I got involved.", explained Logan.
'Just being Wolverine as always, huh Logan?', thought Logan.
"Alright, so after that you helped the guy out?", asked Creed.
"After I saved him, I dragged him to his home and out of the blue he just straight up asked me to meet him at lunch tomorrow. He seemed a whole lot desperate when he asked", said Logan.
"Any clue to why he would want to see you again", asked Creed.
Scratching his head, Logan remembered what that rock handed senior. He mentioned a girl's name and the rest was just a threat.
"One of the guys in the alleyway. He pretty much threatened to hurt somebody my classmate knew. Probably think he and I were friends.", said Logan.
"So that's it. On your first day, you got involved in a bullying problem and now you caused another bullying problem. Well at this point, diplomacy doesn't cut it anymore. The fact that these punks just threatened to hurt somebody is a signal that they're playing for keeps", explained Creed.
"So what should I do?", asked Logan.
"Overall, I guess you should just hear the guy out. He seems to know these bastards more than you. So maybe he'll want your help to get rid of them. Who did they threaten to hurt though?", said Creed.
"From the sounds of it, they said they'll go after some girl", said Logan.
"Oh, yeah I see where this is going. Go ahead, I guess. This might be your chance to make a name for yourself in that school. It's always good to street cred when being with rich ass holes", said Creed.
That got Logan thinking. Does he even want to be somebody in that school? Getting the attention of so many people that already didn't like him wasn't a good thing the last time he checked.
"I'm not sure that's a good thing. Somei pretty much has a hierarchy it's happy with.",said Logan.
"All the more reason to show off and be the new alpha. So, who is it? The richest kid? The jock? Or is it the typical diva who will force her way to being queen?", asked Creed.
"It's actually some group of students. I don't know what makes them special, but I'll ask the guy tomorrow. Seriously, it was the first day and one of their members warned me to not piss them off", said Logan.
"Sounds like some pussy club. Do they have a name too?", asked Creed.
"They call themselves 'The Silver Clan'. All I got were their names. The one that warned me was some chick named Yukio. She told me to stay away from her friend Mariko Yashida. Really crazy, right?", said Logan nonchalantly.
After not getting a response, Logan looked to a surprise Creed. Upon hearing those names, the older Canadian immediately got out his SHIELD communicator and searched through the installed R.C.S. for a certain Japanese villain they knew from their old multiverse. Finding what he needed, he displayed for young Logan to see.
"The Japanese Pro-hero in shiny bulletproof armor, Shingen Yashida. Otherwise known as The Silver Samurai. Inheriting the name from his father, Ichiro Yashida, this guy would continue the family legacy as the fourth to have that corny title. Other than being the biggest example of overcompensating, he is well known in the country as the eternal number eleven", explained Creed.
"The eternal number eleven. What kind of hierarchical nickname is that?", asked Logan.
"Something that stuck on since the family's close relations with the Hero Public Safety Commission. The Silver Samurai agency is promoted by the Commission and that's saying mildly, considering that the Yashida family are marked by the hero community as the gatekeepers to the top ten ranks", answered Creed.
"So, the commission pays him to stay in the eleventh rank", said Logan.
"More like he's actually a member", said Creed.
Victor Creed had then explained to Logan of the Samurai's involvement in the Commission. The Silver Samurai is assigned to monitor the Japanese hero community for any possible talent and potential for when it's time to update the rankings. Those at the top three earned their positions for a reason. Those beneath them were judged by the Commission and the Silver Samurai for if any of them were still worthy of their placement. Some pro-heroes say that he is just as efficient and skillful as a certain winged hero named Hawks who is currently the number three top hero. It still left them puzzled as to why he refuses to be moved up. Ever since the first Silver Samurai, the Yashida family has been watching the Japanese hero community to weed out the pathetic from those they deem as truly heroic.
"So that's how the hero ranking system in Japan works. Some shiny bub picks them out", said Logan.
"Only if it doesn't matter to the Commission as a whole. If it's not All-Might related, they really don't give a damn. So back on your classmates, this Silver Clan they call themselves are probably made up of the kids of the adults in the Yashida family. That girl, Mariko Yashida, she's Shingen's daughter", said Creed.
"That explains the warning I got. From what I'm seeing in this display, it's telling me about everyone except for this guy. Keniuchio Harada.", said Logan.
"He might be the biggest reason why SHIELD doesn't make contact with the Yashida family. Sadly, little brother, you don't have the memories of this guy from the old Earth. So I'll just tell you from what I remember. Harada and his clan may be on the hero side now, but before, they were a crime syndicate in Japan. During our time, he was the Silver Samurai and he hated you the most", said Creed.
"The hell did I do to him?", asked Logan.
"You pretty much ruined any chance he had to be the top dog of Japan. It was a good thing you did too, because the Country would have been unlivable back in the previous life", answered Creed.
"Okay. So… would that mean that Peggy won't give the Yashida's their memories back, because they'll probably just try to go after me again.", said Logan.
"That and they would just find a way to corrupt the Japanese government. Can't have that when All-Might and his successor lives here. It's better for everyone that this one reincarnate doesn't get his memories back", said Creed.
"What about Mariko and Yukio? Know anything about them too?", asked Logan.
"I don't really know them personally, but overall they were involved in most incidents related to Harada. I guess tread carefully tomorrow and stick to this Yokuto guy for now. This 'Silver Clan' will only lead to trouble. Then again, it's a matter of time before they realize you're gaining street cred if you want it. Good night Logan, maybe tomorrow will cut both of us some slack", said a tired Creed.
As Victor Creed left the room and shut the door, Logan remained on his bed with now more to think about. It was the first day and already he ran into an old enemy of his. And then there were those two girls. They didn't seem the type to be those assholes. Then again, he didn't know that much about them. For now, he'll just focus on Yokuto and that request he wanted. And like that, the young Canadian slept with hope that he dreamt something good.
… The Next Day …
Young Logan opens his eyes to the audible sound of Creed's alarm.
"Ugh, shit", could be heard from the older Canadian's room. Logan wondered why Creed isn't used to the sound of an alarm by now considering he's a SHIELD operative.
Both brothers got dressed in their respective uniforms and heated up whatever they had in the fridge for breakfast. As they drank their coffees, they contemplated on what today may hold for them. Logan was to meet a classmate to discuss how they could save some girl from some rival school. Creed, although he didn't show it, was excited for what the hero course has for him and the squad.
Finally, a chance to let some tension out and punch someone's face. The pussyass frenchy. Motor legs. The dumbass spark plug. The midget. Or that blonde firecracker.
'Oh please let me fight firecracker', thought an eager Creed.
With bellies full, teeth brushed, and fucks not given, the Canadians left their living space with their packs and knocked on Midoriya's door comedically.
"Let's go Green Bean. Asses aren't going kick themselves", said Creed bluntly.
"Coming, Creed-kun", said Izuku putting on his shoes.
Izuku Midoriya was excited for today. All-Might messaged him that he would be teaching the hero course and that the lesson was something necessary for his progress in his quirk. The fact that they get to put on their costumes for the first time was enough to make him more ecstatic.
Saying bye to his mother, Izuku opened the door to be greeted by his two neighbors. The three then walked to the station and took the next train. After Logan's stop, the two Yuuei students road their way to their academy. Much like yesterday, a certain Latverian had already arrived before anyone.
… Yuuei Academy, Before Homeroom …
Young Victor von Doom sat alone in the morning once again and spent that time working on more blueprints. The armor was complete. All that was needed was a field test. Thus, he continued on with other developments. Currently, he's designing structural integrity on the new installments in the Helicarrier's engines to provide better flight control. Next to that, he plans on creating smaller but similar installments for the quinjets.
As he draws out the designs, Doom contemplates on whether he should continue research on his own quirk. His quirk gene is unlike any that he has seen from the SHIELD medical records. The number of forms and patterns the cells take shape of may have a finite amount, but it was still inconclusive to purpose this held biologically. For now, all he knew of his quirk was that it was a form of particle manipulation. Unfortunately, it wasn't the same type of power of that of Owen Reece. In a way, it would be comparable to the powers of Scarlet Witch, but to a lesser extent and minus the magical properties.
Only time could tell what this life had in store for the young Latverian.
As Doom put down the pencil and massaged the sides of his head, he relaxed his mind from the numerous equations and theories. If he had to be honest, it felt good knowing that he's considered as the current smartest person on the planet. The only thing that's hell about it was that he had to constantly create new technology to keep up with himself. The Earth may be reaching the late 2100's, but it's still far behind with what they had back in their original multiverse.
Closing the notebook, he then starts to hope that maybe today's battle trials could give the relief he needed.
"Good morning, Doom-san. It's good to know that I'm not the only one who sees the importance of perfect punctuality", greeted Tenya Iida.
'Oh god, not this fucking guy', thought an annoyed Doom.
"Good morning, Iida. I'm sure you are thrilled for the possibility of finally learning actual heroics education", greeted back Doom who kept his impassive expression.
"Indeed, I'm prepared to fully obtain the wisdom of our academy's renown professors. Surely, you have to have some curiosity to what may occur in our time here", said Iida as he performed odd hand gestures that expressed his own curiosity.
"If I had to be honest, I preferred to keep my expectations on certain matters low to avoid feeling disappointed. True, Yuuei academy is considered the best hero school in Japan. However, I learned long ago to be acceptable to any possibility that may occur. I can only hope today doesn't bore me", said Doom with his arms crossed.
"I see, you definitely seem to keep yourself in a state of mind you're very much satisfied with. Seeing how you and your three comrades will be with us as Yuuei students representing SHIELD, would it be alright to ask you on how you feel to be a hero in training?", asked Iida as he stood there with his hand to his chin.
Time slowed down as young Victor von Doom mentally asked himself that. He has long since taken up the role of an armoured hero who utilized surgical tactics and brute force to deliver swift justice. Then again, that was how he died. Calling himself IronMan and taking a condensed stream of dark magical energy to the chest. He could still feel the phantom pains thanks to the memories Carter unlocked for him.
Now here he was. Victor von Doom. Former villain. Re-established armoured vigilante. High level SHIELD operative put on hold. Reason for that, he was attending high school for the first time in his new existence. In his first life, he never went to highschool. Latveria back then, and now, had no suitable conditions to allow proper education to the next generation. In his adolescence, he had simply educated himself through everything his parents had left behind upon their death.
Victor von Doom knows he will have passing grades. It's just in his nature. He'd prefer a role as a teacher than just some degrading students. But they were Carter's orders and he was honored bound to follow them. Still, it's going to be infuriating and boring to learn things he already knew. But back on topic, what did he feel about being a hero in training?
If Doom had to be honest, he actually holds some interest in what the current youths have to offer in their paths of becoming heroes. Their flaws, specifically, are another interest. Understandably, this is foreign ground and thus he should expect some differences in ideology. Nevertheless, liabilities were things he wouldn't tolerate. From neither teen or adult. For now though, they have his patience. Only he can decide to be what kind of hero he wills himself to be, not their unstable society.
"How do I feel? Well Iida, that just depends on how straight to the point this system is going to be. I hold no negativity to what may be considered as a pro-hero in Japan's standards, especially since the number one hero of this country is All-Might. I'm just one part of the program. Until we acquire any form of licensing, we are simply students. Nothing more. The only difference between a pro-hero and a SHIELD operative are their methods. I believe later on you will see that", answered Doom with a neutral tone.
"yes, I do know of the rather unstable relations between the hero community and the SHIELD organization. Considering such, I have only heard some out looks on the topic from media and personal sources. I can assure you that as we have only recently met, I will gladly treat you and the other SHIELD representatives like they were our fellow peers", proclaimed Iida.
"That's all we ask. Thank you", said Doom as he replaced his personal notebook with his school notebook.
Victor von Doom and Tenya Iida remained in silence as the only two students to have arrived early. The spectacle wearing teen had sat in his assigned desk and started to write notes in his personal agenda. The only Latverian of Class 1-A merely rested in his desk with his arms crossed. He hopes that this will be all the talking that he will have for today. There are times when he himself can be social, but remaining by his lonesome was just something he's familiar with.
Some time passed as the rest of the students arrived either by themselves or in a group. Doom kept count and knew that his teammates would arrive later than the rest. And of their Japanese peers, the ones to have yet to arrive were Midoriya, of course, and the teen with the red and white hair. Shoto Todoroki, was it? From what he read in the student files, he is the son of the number two hero Endeavor and was accepted into Yuuei through recommendations. Gifted with both of his parent's quirks, the ability to summon fire and ice has yet to be fully tested. Though his personality could use some work. Then again, he could say the same for himself. He really hopes today's battle trial would give him something to look forward to.
… Meanwhile at the Entrance of Yuuei …
"Morning Erick"
"Morning Eddie"
The American and German greeted one another as they entered the main building of Yuuei. As they traverse through the halls of the academy, their presence draws stares from the Japanese peers. As the two foreigners walked in silence, they could feel the eyes and the opinions behind them.
Erik Lesher was already used to this. Being judged was common where he was forged from. Whether as a mutant in an unforgiven society or a simple wanderer in a foreign land, he knew the feeling all too well.
Eddie Brock however hated the feeling. His quirk allowed him to sense the many emotions the Japanese teens around were emitting. A girl to his right was intimidated by his size. A boy behind them was uneasy and nervous. He probably must have seen either of them during their overkill performance back at the entrance exam. Some other student was just flat out racist and felt disgusted that Yuuei would accept foreigners.
"They really like looking at us, don't they? Kinda make ya paranoid of this place", said Eddie.
"Or it's due to the principal giving the staff permission to reveal our presence as SHIELD representatives. And since there are only four of us currently, it would only be natural that those that we be surrounded by would label us as black sheep.", said Erik with disdain.
They finally made their way to an elevator that will take them to the class 1-A homeroom. Unknown to them, a classmate of theirs was making his way to them.
"While we're on the topic of there being four of us, have you or Doom got anything from Yelena yet? It's been a while since we heard from her", said Eddie.
"That would be due to the time crunching training they're doing. Our squad had all of five years to be as good as we are now. For them though, Yelena already had her fill since she trained alongside us. Her squad however didn't. Two energy beings and the Juggernaut would definitely be hell to initiate if they are committed to be a part of the SHIELD youth division. As for when they'll be joining us in Yuuei, Carter's recent notification confirms that they'll be with us tomorrow", explained Erik.
"So they're finally done. Huh, thought it would take longer…", said Eddie, but was cut off as he and Erik felt a presence behind them.
Turning around, they were met by a silent Shoto Todoroki who merely acknowledged their presence with silence. He then considered just letting out his intentions due to the awkwardness.
"You're taking this elevator to get to class, right?", asked Shoto.
"Yes, we are", answered Erik as minimal as he liked.
"I see", said Shoto also as minimal.
The three then waited in silence as the elevator finally arrived to pick them up. They entered and the silence still continued. To Eddie and Erik, the silence was rather… chilli. No pun intended.
"So, Shoto, right? Are you ready for today?",asked eddie.
Shoto remained silent.
"You're a recommendation student, correct? You must be very excelled to have acquired such status", asked Erick.
Shoto Todoroki didn't want to talk to either of them. They were just SHIELD. An organization that didn't interest him. For all he knew, they were just in Yuuei to scout out any worthy recruits. He already has his mind set on a goal and he doesn't plan to change that.
"I'm not here to make friends. I'm here to fulfill a goal, not be involved in whatever global gimmicks you two are familiar with. You're in a place that doesn't belong to you, so just stay out of the way", said Shoto coldly.
The rest of the elevator ride had been both silent and tense. The metal contraption had been filled with a metaphorical chill from all three of its passengers.
'Well fuck you too', thought both Eddie and Erik as glared at the scarred teen.
The elevator opened and shoto was the first to exit. The two reincarnates behind exited next, but didn't follow their 'quote on quote' peer.
"That's the second time I wanted to crush someone in that elevator", said Erik with aggravation in his voice.
"Hopefully, one of us gets to fight him today", said Eddie now more excited to punch someone.
The two then walked closer to the room until they heard a voice on the opposite side of the hall call to them.
"Sup A-holes", in front of them was Victor Creed with Izuku Midoriya next to him.
"Good morning Creed. I hoped your morning was uneventful", said Erik with a drawl.
"Nah, it was just like yesterday. Drop off Logan and show up last with green bean here", said Creed with hand ruffling Izuku's green hair.
"How about you Izuku? Doing alright after what happened yesterday?", asked Eddie as he remembered Midoriya's powerful throw from the quirk apprehension test.
"O-oh, I'm doing alright Eddie-san. It will take some time, but now I got a good idea of where to start with this quirk", answered Izuku with mild positivity for yesterday's results.
"Finally growing that confidence I see. Soon you'll be able call yourself a badass in no time", said grinning Creed.
"As decent as it is to hear your progression midoriya. We should really get to class, less we agitate Aizawa's tolerance even more with our presence as it is", said Erik.
"Aizawa can go sit on a fat one. That guy couldn't be less tense if he was forced to", said Creed.