In MHA with JJK powers.

Kurokai felt at peace.

He felt as if he was floating, freely across the sky.

Unaffected by emotions, relations, bonds and taxes.

His body so light as if it didn't exist in the first place.

He felt fulfilled.

But suddenly.

#%r^#a!

A distant voice reached his ears.

#%roka!

It sounded familiar, from someone he knew.

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Who was it? What was her name?

"Kurokai!"

With a loud sound, Kurokai's eyes shot wide open, revealing the figure of Asui and Momo staring at him with tears in their eyes.

And it wasn't just them.

Currently all the students of class 1-a were staring at him with an almost crying look on their faces.

Kurokai's vision blurred, his breathing became uneven.

He mind wasn't working properly.

Before he could make sense of what was happening, Momo suddenly grabbed his shoulders and shook harshly.

"Wake up Kurokai! Wake up! They need you! Aizawa sensei needs you!"

"What?...."

A phone screen was suddenly presented before his eyes.

Kurokai narrowed his eyes.

On a closer look the phone seemed familiar.

'Is that? My phone?'

It then that he noticed.

More than a hundred miss calls from unknown numbers.

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With an amazing speed several figures flew straight through the air.

They were all students of class 1-a.

Headed by Kurokai who was at the front.

Various fractured images kept passing through passing through his mind, making him increase the speed to the maximum.

In no time they arrived near the place.

And as soon as they did.

They saw it.

A scene akin to a natural disaster.

"It can't be....."

Jiro muttered in a trembling voice.

Kurokai stared at the scene in silence.

"Kurokai hurry! Quickly let us down!"

Hearing Todoroki's hurried voice he quickly placed them on the ground.

"Let's separate and quickly help those in need!"

Lida shouted and hurridely went to the nearby burning passage.

"I'll take this side!"

"I'm going there."

In no time they all quickly dispersed, running around to quickly help those in need.

Kurokai blinked his eyes.

All of a sudden he was left alone in the burning street.

Turning around his eyes focused towards the centre of the explosion.

With quick movement his body flew through the air, surprising those who were trying to run away to safety.

Ignoring their cries, he controlled his power to fly straight towards the centre, where a giant piece of blackened land has appeared.

Stopping above scorched land, he looked around, spreading his cursed energy outward.

Suddenly he felt a familiar presence.

With quick movement, he appeared on top of a completely blackened piece of marble.

With a look from his eyes, the marble flew away along with the black earth underneath it, he digged for some time before a blackened figure appeared in his vision.

Coming down, Kurokai used his power and turned the person over.

Compared to the blackened back, the front part of the body was still a bit recognizable.

It was Hero Eraser Head.

Kurokai looked at his blank eyes, his hand tightly holding onto his melted mobile phone.

It wasn't hard to guess who he was desperately trying to contact at the last moment.

The first misscall in his mobile, was from Aizawa.

Raising his hand, Kurokai placed it on Aizawa's chest.

Under the influence of reversed cursed technique, the half dead Aizawa healed quickly.

In no time his physical body was back to working condition.

Aizawa's face twitched before his mouth opened lightly.

"...Kurokai?..."

He asked in a soft voice.

"I am here."

"....help....others....."

"I understand."

Hearing his reply, Aizawa fell silent, falling asleep.

Kurokia looked at him then flew again, going to towards the next signal he found.

This time, there almost five of them.

Similar to Aizawa's situation, these people were also buried underneath rubble.

Perhaps that was the reason for their survival?

Kurokai shook his head and used reversed cursed technique on them.

They were Pro Heroes Best Jeanist, Kamui Wood, Mt. Lady, Miriko and a person he didn't know, perhaps from the support group?

Under his treatment their physical bodies quickly returned back to its original state.

With all of their clothes burned, the heroes's bodies were presented in front of him in all its glory.

Even Rabbit Hero Miriko and Mt. Lady.

If it was the usual him, then he might have had some funny idea.

But the only thing reflected in his eyes, was a sense of inexplicable sadness.

Taking off his long coat Kurokai placed it on top of Hero Miriko and Mt. Lady.

"...A gentlemanly young man."

Hearing the soft sound, Kurokai turned to look at Rabbit Hero Miriko who was looking at him by barely keeping on of her eyes open.

Her power of will was commendable.

Then he saw her suddenly try to move her trembling arm and get up from the ground.

Kurokai was about to tell her to take a rest but sensing the familiar movement on the side he looked at Hero Best Jeanist who was also trying his best to get up from the ground.

Looking at Kurokai's face he gave a simple nod, showing his appreciation, then tried his best to stand up as quickly as possible.

Kurokai looked at them in silence, then suddenly used telekenisis making them standing up on their feets.

Of course both of them weren't wearing any clothes.

Kurokai's coat was covering the unconscious Mt. Lady.

"....thanks kid....hey let me borrow your shirt...."

Rabbit Hero Miriko said her half open eyes fixed on his white t-shirt.

Kurokai took it off and threw it at her.

But seeing that she probably wouldn't be able to wear it using her shaking hands, he helped her using telekenisis.

".....give me your pants too...."

Kurokai ignored her and flew towards the next signal.

Seeing him leave, Rabbit Hero Miriko grinned, but the pain coming from all over her body made her click her tongue.

"Hey Jeanist.....I'm warning you to keep you're eyes to yourself....."

"I have no such intention..."

Best Jeanist turned away from her, looking down at Kamui Wood, trying to wake him up.

Hero Miriko did the same, but she wasn't as considerate as Best Jeanist, raising her leg she directly stepped on Mt. Lady's face making her cry out in pain.

As Kurokai approached the next signal, his eyes glowed.

Because this time the person was actually above ground, leaning against a broken wall.

Even while being so close to the explosion, he was actually still moving.

Kurokai landed in front of him.

It was a familiar face.

"Hero Tiger?"

He called out his name.

But what he received in response.

"..it.s....o...v...er...."

Was a lifeless murmer.

Looking at him carefully, Kurokai's eyes narrowed.

'Is he holding something?'

"Hero Toger?"

He called out his name again.

But this time, a change happened.

As if recognizing his voice, Hero Tiger stopped and slowly raised his half burned face, staring straight at him.

"...K..uro..Kai?"

Kurokai went forward and touched his shoulder, healing him up.

He recovered in a matter of seconds.

And as soon as his vocal cords recovered.

"...please..."

A begging voice rushed out of his mouth.

"Save...pixie-bob..."

Toger released his arms.

And what appeared.

Was the upper half of Pro Hero Pixie-Bob's body.

Kurokai's pupils constricted.

He could sense no life from her.

".....please.....please....please...."

First casualty among the pro heroes appeared.

"...do something....you must..."

Hero Pixie-Bob ranked 32, Dead.

".....she....she....really...wanted....to...get...married...."

Killed by the Eight-handled Divine Sword Divergent.

Mahoraga.