FIRST NOTE: A fanfic of MHAXT&B, an au basically. This is just the first chapter, and I haven’t written in a while. So it may not be good. I have no idea how long it will be.
SUMMARY: What if MHA and Tiger and Bunny were set in the same universe? And what if Lunatic had escaped, alive? And what if he had been able to move from SternBuild to somewhere near UA? And became neighbors with a certain green haired protege?
EXTRA NOTES: This will be set in a sorta modern times, in the MHA TIMELINE. It may have OOC, altered plot for MHA. And mostly based on season one, so keep that in mind. And I will be using the term quirks instead of next, this will have a vague-ish timeline. The society is split between quirked and (rarely) quirkless people. Also gay people. Also misinfo about law ig.
After the events of the little Aurora incident in Stern Bild City, the NEXT and humans have worked hard to regain trust for each other. To regain peace in the community, and it’s been going pretty good so far. Although there is certain rude people then and there.
“So, you’re saying that even if he find him, he won’t do his time?!” Kotetsu sat across one of their new staff. One who is, just a side character. “I’m not a lawyer or anything, but just saying. That if he were to be found, even if he was alive, he’d serve a few years in jail then just do community service. Probably. I mean, there was a case like that in the past. Crazy vigilante who got imprisoned, then release due to backlash by the public. Crazy.” Kotetsu gave a very upset look, but was calmed down by Barnaby giving him coffee and a peck on the cheek. “I doubt it, but who knows. I mean, all the search by the police has ended.” Kotetsu grumbled in disapproval, and Barnaby just laughed. Kotetsu wished he had at least been able to see his face, for that stupid mask to break. So then they at least knew who the crazy killer was.
Little after Lunatic disappearing after practically faking his death. He had jumped into the water, but somehow washed up back onto Stern Bild. Changing out of his suit by finding some old crusty clothes in a thrash can nearby. He then ran for his home. Getting there, he got whatever belongings he could. Then leaving for a train only a few minutes later. He had to get out, it was cowardly, but he truly had no reason to play vigilante anymore. At least not in this city. As far as he was concerned, he had nothing left for him here.
Back to Afterhours with Kotetsu and Barnaby.
“I had talked with Kaede earlier today, about what options for schools she has, and she wanted to go to UA academy.” Kotetsu drank from his glass, Barnaby smiles. “It’s awfully far away, y’know?” He hiccuped, he’s had way too much to drink. “Yeah, I’ll move with you.” Kotetsu laughed, drinking more. “How’d y’know?” Barnaby chuckled, a genuine one between hiccups. “Why wouldn’t I move with my partner? Plus, Kaede may have told me.” Kotetsu shrugged, thinking then sighing. “I was thinking of getting a job at UA, teacher or something like that.” Barnaby leaned on him. “I think if you got Kaede in your class, she’d be more than annoyed.” Kotetsu laughed, hugging his partner happily. “So it’s decided!!”
Izuku Midoriya, an aspiring young man with more passion and sense of justice than one would expect. Izuku always stayed updated with the latest hero or vigilante. Particularly his idol All Might, the same one that shattered his dreams. Now walking home, he’d rewind by watching hero TV. Even if he didn’t live in SternBild, the show was comforting for him. The episode of today had him on the edge of his seat, when Lunatic had appeared on screen it was certainly interesting. His last lines being,”Stay true to your own sense of justice.”, as he fell into the river. It had really struck a cord with the young man. It wasn’t directed at the audience, he knew that, but it really got him thinking. Staying true his own sense of justice. It didn’t matter what others said of him, or how much doubt was placed on him, he’d become a hero someday. No matter what, even if he didn’t get into UA, he’ll still achieve his goals. No matter what.
His mom called him, asking for him to join her in greeting their new neighbor. Strange how the room beside them was vacant for so long, and now it was occupied so suddenly. As they had knocked, the door only creaked slightly. “Sorry, but I’d rather not have visitors.” His appearance was disheveled, his voice hoarse and raw. Had the man been…crying? Izuku felt wary, but his mom seemed unaffected. She was a truly a sweet soul. “It’s alright, I’ve made cookies, consider it a welcome present!” She held out a basket of jelly filled cookies. Yuri inhaled sharply, staring at the cookies as if they scared him. Or brought back unwanted memories. “I…thank you.” He opened the door more, accepting the basket with shaking hands. The two waved goodbye, and Yuri closed the door. Izuku was more than concerned, but decided to brush it off.
Izuku had been saying whether to still go to UA, he was sure he could do something. Maybe quirk analysis? Or maybe become support. He wasn’t sure, he’d think it over by walking. That would surely help, “I do want to become a hero, but how? Without a quirk…would that even be possible?” Out of the corner of his eye, he saw what he initially thought was a firework. “Is that, Mr Petrov?” He focused, they were blue and green flames. They shot at the tumbling trash on the landfill of the beach. He raced down the stairs of the entrance, running towards his neighbor. “MR PETROV!! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?” Yuri panted, collapsing to his knees. He just needed to blow off some steam, but if he knew it was going to take so much effort he’d had chosen something else. “Ah, Mr. Midoriya, what are you doing out at this late hour?” Izuku helped him up, did he really have no other wardrobe than that tacky suit?
“I was walking, but I’d like to know what you’re doing.” Izuku crossed his arms over his chest, as if to demand authority. “Just…well it doesn’t matter.” Izuku shook his head. “You were using your quirk, do you know how much trouble if it wasn’t me who found you?” Yuri sighs, the boy was right. Was this how Wild Tiger felt when getting reprimanded? “I understand.” Izuku looked around, some piles of trash were gone. That wasn’t so bad, “Well, you’re practically doing community service.” He picked up some of the trash. “I might as well help you.” Yuri Petrov gave a confused look, but then agreed.
Only a few minutes later, Izuku sat by the ex-judge. “Your quirk, blue and green flames. It’s cool, but I suppose they’d be difficult to use in battle. I mean, they mostly burn things into nothingness-“ Yuri tensed, but Izuku hadn’t noticed. Instead writing it down on his notes. Then pausing for a few minutes, looking up at Yuri. “I’ve heard of your powers before, even seen them. Mr Petrov…” He got brave, standing up and showing the page of a very detailed description and sketch. A sketch of Lunatic, the suit of the vigilante. “You’re that lunatic guy, right?” Yuri stuttered his breath, lifting up faster than he should have. “How did you even know of such a thing!?”
“So you’re not denying it?” Izuku gave a cocky grin, with a disturbing head tilt. His grin was more creepy than comforting. “Tell you what, I’ll keep your secret, on one condition.” Yuri was ready to out-right object what the boy was going to offer, but his anxious demeanor stopped him. “I can do hero analysis, better than anyone actually. And do very, very extensive research. So I can tell you what routes to avoid, so heroes don’t easily get you. Or whatnot.” Yuri felt more unnerved, but nevertheless got curious. “Why is it that you’d help me? And what makes you think I’ll go back to being lunatic?” Izuku shrugged, “I can see it in your eyes, you’re itching to get back to business. Especially with how much you needed to burn all that trash.”
Yuri couldn’t deny it, although he did it for justice. Allbeit immoral, he didn’t just do it to scratch an itch. “And what would it be you get from all this?”
“I don’t have a quirk, but I still want to be a hero. No matter what!” The boy was a bit weird, but he had passion in his eyes. Just like Kotetsus eyes, the two had that same fire. Metaphorical fire. “That’s why you’ll act as the one to carry out what I can’t. and in return, I’ll be your right hand man.” Yuri softened at the sight, ever so slightly. “Well, I’m not sure I can object to that.”
“One thing though, try to limit the killing. Even then, just save it for the worst of the worst.” Yuri nodded, that seemed reasonable enough.
Be honest, was any of the lines cringe?
Also here’s a bonus, (its the first draft, I’m not sure it it’s good or not)
His mom called him, asking for him to join her in greeting their new neighbor. Strange how the room beside them was vacant for so long, and now it was occupied so suddenly. As they had knocked, the door only creaked slightly. “Sorry, but I’d rather not have visitors.” His appearance was disheveled, his voice hoarse and raw. Had the man been…crying? Izuku felt wary, but his mom seemed unaffected. She was a truly a sweet soul. “It’s alright, I’ve made cookies, consider it a welcome present!” She held out a basket of jelly filled cookies. Yuri inhaled sharply, staring at the cookies as if they scared him. Or brought back unwanted memories. “I…thank you.” He opened the door more, accepting the basket with shaking hands. The two waved goodbye, and Yuri closed the door. Izuku was more than concerned, but decided to brush it off.
Izuku went outside, just for a walk. That’s when he saw All Might, or more his civilian form. “Listen kid! There is a way for you to be a hero.”
It had been two months into their training, and Izuku had become close with their new neighbor. Not on a personal level, but he honestly just didn’t have any worries about the man. He was collective, closed off, but never rude to him. He wondered if he had a quirk, if so he’d be more than willing to do an analysis for him.
Yuri had to lay low, at least until the search for him had died down completely. He only knew one, or well two, of his neighbors. The Midoriya’s, they were nice, but he winced a little at seeing them. Could he and his mother ever had the chance to be happy like that? It didn’t matter, his mother was gone, so was the harsh spirit of his father. He felt lonelier than ever. He still needed a job, well he had one, a flower shop nearby. He could go back to being a judge, but he just needed a break from it. From everything, maybe he could find some other job? Sure.
One day, Yuri was walking. It was far from the apartment complex, but he just needed fresh air. He walked alongside a beach, or what used to be anyway. Now it was covered in garbage, people carelessly using it as an illegal dump. It had seemed to clear up from when he last passed by. He then saw young Midoriya in the distance, moving trash. It was weird, never-the-less more concerning he seemed alone. “Midoriya, Mr. Midoriya what are you doing?” He ran down the stairs and towards the collapsing boy. Catching him, Izuku laughed. “Please Mr. Petrov! No need to be worrying about me-“ An object came dropping down, out of pure instinct Yuri shout at it with one of his blue and green flames. Izuku eyes widened, he had seen that power before. Where? As the object melted away, Izuku stared in awe as a shadowed object (-or person) came tumbling down. “Young Midoriya, I’m so sorry, are you hurt?”
“-you better be glad he is!” Midoriya wasn’t allowed to mouth a word before Yuri spoke for him. He was exhausted, but he could pick up the tension from the man holding him like he’d break. “You could’ve killed him!” Izuku’s eyes widened further as the man gave a murderous glare. He didn’t know he had come to care this much about him. All Might faltered slightly, then straightening up. Looking towards Izuku who had finally stood up properly without support. “Uhm, Mr. Petrov, please meet All Might. All Might, this is my neighbor Mr. Yuri petrov, or Mr. Petrov.”
“And what is your relationship to this young man?” Izuku patted Mr. Petrov on the shoulder. “He’s my mentor of sorts, Mr. Petrov. Please, don’t be too worried.” All Might nodded, before anything else was said, Izuku was the one to break the silence. “I saw your fire quirk right now, it’s way different than any other fire quirk I’ve seen, tell me-“ Yuri froze with a curious gaze as the boy broke out in a tornado of mumbles and exclamations. All Might chuckles, then turning to shake the man’s hand. “I’d rather not.” All Might sheepishly pulled away, then turning to Izuku. “Young Midoriya, what is it about this man’s quirk?” Izuku smiled, finally pulling out his notebook and writing it down. “As the trash came towards us, Mr. Petrov shot at it with his blue flames. Making it become complete ash. It was practically gone!” All Might gave him a long, honestly unpleasant stare, then suddenly his timer was out. Mr. Petrov gasping in shock.
It had been a month since then, and Yuri Petrov had made a promise to young Midoriya to not utter a word of what happened. Of course soon after he became a second mentor for the boy. Also helping him with cleaning up the beach, while occasionally arguing with the veteran hero All Might about whether certain teaching methods were ethical or not. Whenever that happened, Izuku couldn’t help but laugh. The two argued like an old married couple, it was an odd but fitting comparison.
“Whenever saving people, please try not to cause too much property damage. Of course, most fines will be covered by your agency. But you have to be aware, certain damage will have to come out of your own pockets as well.” Izuku nodded, taking down notes, All Might sat down next to Yuri. “-and no, you cannot do community service to pay off or make up for the fines.” Izuku mindlessly wrote it down, meanwhile All Might perked up. “Have you ever had a hero ask that?” Yuri groaned, remembering the stupid grin plastered on the “,chaos for justice”, heroes face as he asked it. “You have no idea.” Petrov’s last occupation was let known to the two, why he had quit and decided not to go back? A mystery, of course neither pushed further than needed. “I was thinking though, what if I became, a vigilante?” All Might was ready to strongly object to the idea, but Yuri cut in. “Well you’re allowed to pursue your own sense of justice.” All Might pouted, that was way better than whatever he was going to say. “Of course, being a vigilante is a very dangerous road.” All Might tried to give some unnecessary sense into the boy. “I know, it was just a suggestion.” All Might sighed in relief, Yuri had nothing to say.
Not sure it’s any better, but I’m most likely going to go with the “Final draft (?)
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