After Endeavor had been arrested, the Endeavor agency workers left behind didn't know what to do with themselves until they were rushing to find a new job before the news would affect their resume

So within that month years ago, the sidekicks and workers found work somewhere else in Japan or overseas. Some sidekicks went to find work as a pro or working under another pro hero for many years. While the business side found jobs quiet easily within the first two weeks.

The Endeavor agency building stood empty after all the workers had left. And the empty building stood still for a long time afterwards. Yet some heroes tried to make use of the empty place.

Heroes would come and go. They would try to make the building their own, yet bad luck seemed to haunt the building. The heroes would move their agency somewhere else within half a year.

That was until Dabi came onto the scene.

He made a name for himself just three years prior at the UA sports festival when his blue flames swirled into an inferno, showcasing just exactly what he was capable of.  And he only gained more attention with his outside work with other heroes during his internship and work studies when he stole attention with his breathtaking maneuvers.

A vision of black and blue was anything that people talked about when he debuted right after graduation.

A week after his debut, a mysterious fire had broken out in the old abandoned agency building Endeavor had left behind. Shortly after, Dabi's agency rose up from the ashes of the old building with strong sidekicks and skilled workers.

The new building stood out from the street with its bold colors that weren't the same dull gray as the rest. The darker tones of the brick building contrasted well with the signature blue color of Dabi's flame. The press went crazy over the new building. One was even desperate enough to dig into the past, trying to feed into a story about a son following in father's footsteps until Dabi put his foot down on that specific reporter.

Instead of answering questions concerning his family in any way, Dabi would respond by giving attention to a charity that helped research into people with quirks that didn't quite fit their body.

It was made clear that day when a camera was fused into the fire hydrant outside the agency building that Dabi wasn't keen on making a connection to his birth father. Any reporter who tried was either swiftly ignored or their property was damaged. There was also a rumor about a hacker forcing one reporter to move because their articles were continuously messed with after release.

Each rumor started snuffed out before it could even burn. No scandal could last. And any controversy was immediately ended by Dabi's blunt words. The only mild controversy is whether his merchandise would be appropriate for the children because of his more grungy appearance that parents didn't want to cater to.

He was considered rude by older citizens and heroes who didn't understand his harshness. Yet he was beloved by other young adults and teenagers. His darker costume colors along with his attitude was an instant favorite by many who felt a connection towards his personality.

But his biggest audience was with his female audience who appreciated him in a different way. His name was among one of the top ones searched in fanfiction sites throughout Japan.

No matter how many people saw him as the pro hero, Shoto would never understand how people thought his brother was mysterious.

Especially when he walked into his brother's office to find his brother laying back in his desk chair with his feet laying on his table.

When he first walked up to the agency, Shoto found a sidekick blasting music outside while spraying paint from their hands onto the brick walls. Walking into the agency was another experience with a diverse set of sidekicks talking with another while others rushed out the doors.

A sidekick greeted him at the door and immediately started to guide him right to Dabi's office at the very back of the room. As he passed by, people were talking with pastries in their hand about the latest show while they organized ideas on their computers. Others were answering calls over a headset while dumping sugar into their thermoses.

And now he was seeing his pro hero brother at work with an open laptop right by his propped up legs.

"Shoto! I was wondering when you would get here," Dabi greeted from his office chair. Dabi waved him in then watched him shut the door behind him as quietly as he could.

Shoto cleared his throat, glancing at a poster of a cat gripping onto a tree branch with an encouraging quote on it. Huh, that must have been a gift from Fuyumi. "Touya, there's a sidekick spray painting on the wall of the agency." Shoto paused, looking out the window to see them swing past with a cloud of color around them. "Is... Do I have to do that too?"

"No, that's not your job. That would be going too easy on you. The person outside working on the wall is my European transfer," Dabi responded with a grin. He leaned forward to type on the laptop on his desk. He spun it around to show Shoto a full page of intense imagery with bold colors with most of it being swirls and flower murals. "I commissioned them to use their quirk to create some art for the building. Their street art is great from what I've seen from this art portfolio."

Shoto walked closer to the open laptop to inspect closely at the street art portrayed. Some of the work looked like watercolor splashes against the bland backdrop. "They have an art portfolio?"

"Yeah. Cool, right? Their quirk is basically like spray paint, so they got really good with controlling it to make art. They had the portfolio with their resume. I think they talked about adding a pair of blue fire wings near the bottom of the wall for media posts," Dabi replied. Shoto's brother pushed away from his office desk and stood up from their previous relaxed position "But again, you won't be doing that. You'll be learning directly under me for the whole week."

Shoto stood still as his brother glanced out the window just as the spray painting sidekick swung by it with an excited shout.

"First off, do you need water?" Dabi asked, turning his head back to him. "I have a mini fridge under here." Dabi held up a hand as soon as Shoto was about to ask when they would start. "And before you say something sarcastic or sassy at me, remember you either get it here or in the community cafeteria. It's important to hydrate since one of my workers passed out from dehydration like two weeks ago."

"...I would like water," Shoto eventually said. Dabi immediately threw a water bottle at him, making him react just in time to catch the bottle before it could hit his face. "What is the first thing I must know as an intern?"

"The first thing on my agenda is catching up on my patrol," Dabi said as he walked right up to Shoto. He grinned before placing a hand right on his shoulder. "And you're going to tag along. So I'll teach you on the way as we go."

*

At first he thought that as soon as he got to the agency, his brother would immediately start him in boring stuff like what kind of paperwork to file since Touya often complained about the details of it.

But he was pleasantly surprised when he was allowed to join him on patrol. Even though the patrol was a bit lighter than what he expected.

"The patrol could be the easiest part of the job or the hardest. It just depends on if there are any crimes going on in the area you are patrolling," Dabi explained as Shoto walked behind him. Shoto was stuck in between his older brother and a new sidekick called Burnin who was around Dabi's age.

Dabi scanned the area while they sauntered down the sidewalk. Many civilians paused in their shopping to point or endlessly stare as the young pro hero passed by.  "If there is, you need to deal with it and the paperwork that could come with it." Dabi paused just to point directly at him with a vindictive smile. "I'll make you suffer through that paperwork whenever I can."

"If not, then you will just get to interact with the citizens and establish a sense of safety over the area." Shoto took notice of almost every gaze being directly pointed at his older brother in an odd way while he talked. Dabi continued walking without a pause in his step even though a girl shouted out nearby, "Either way, it is good to patrol for many reasons."

"Oh my god! It's like he gets hotter each time I see him!"

"His piercings are so cool. God, I think he'll be even hotter with tattoos!"

"Stop! Don't! I already have so many tattooed Dabi art saved in my phone. You won't believe how much I have?"

"Girl, give me your number. I need you to send me all of that."

Shoto glanced around to see the amount of fans that were looking at him. Among them were mostly young adults that looked around Natsuo's or Fuyumi's age. "Is patrol time also time for you to corral your fangirls?"

"No," Dabi sighed. He reached behind the back of his head to scratch at his neck. Shoto could have sworn he heard someone swoon. "This is strictly to patrol the area. I patrol the area for most of the day except during my lunch hours and the last three hours of my long day shift."

"Sometimes he gives the fans attention and they swoon all over themselves," Burnin commented in a low voice. "You'll have to interact with your fangirls soon when you become popular in the rankings. You'll have to dodge when they just throw themselves at you."

"Why would they throw themselves at me?" Shoto asked as Burnin stifled a laugh at his response. Dabi waved at a few groups of fans on the other street who were too nervous to approach, all of them freaking out when he spotted them. "That would cause them bodily harm when I dodge. But if I don't dodge, I might be harmed from the force."

"Shoto, even though I claim my spot as the most handsome of our siblings, you are a close position for the prettiest brother," Dabi coughed as they continued to walk down the street. "That being said, if any of your future fans cross a certain uncomfortable line, just tell me. I'll deal with them personally."

"If you're supposed to be the handsome one, where does Natsuo fall?" Shoto asked his brother.

Dabi shrugged, "He's the smart brother who is learning to be a doctor while being the most muscled. So I think he'll be fine without the title of prettiest or most handsome."

"Hey, I remember that picture of him you showed me. He's quite a looker," Burnin' piped up as they sauntered down the sidewalk. Her arms stretched over her arms. Shoto turned to stare to see her looking back at Dabi with a smug look.

"If you are trying to say that you think my little brother is hot—"

Suddenly, a loud alarm went off. Dabi whipped his head towards where the sound was coming from which sounded like the next street over

"It's showtime, Frostfire. Let's see what you got," Dabi shouted, running down an alley with Burnin hot on his heels. Shoto cursed under his breath before following after the two, freezing the ground to skate after them quickly.

He arrived just in time to see his brother raise a fist of flames up to a masked criminal, burning off the cheap mask with eyehole cuts. Burnin was busy taking control of the crowd to get the people away from the seven to prevent any hostages.

"On your left!" Burnin shouted out, pointing to a tall man trying to run with a flour sack over his shoulder. "He's getting away!"

"Yo, Frosty! Slow him down, would ya?"

Shoto nodded, skating past Burnin with the cement road quickly turning to ice under his feet in his path. He pushed himself with every step, gaining closer and closer to the suspect who was desperately trying to find an escape route down an alleyway.

Shoto followed after him, dodging away from nearby civilians who moved away from the escaping robber. In no time, he spotted the robber again. With his sight on him and no civilians in harm's way, Shoto extended his ice floor until it reached the robber's feet.

He saw the robber slip on the ice before kicking his legs erratically trying to keep upright as Shoto formed a wall behind him to cage the robber in. It wasn't long until the suspect slipped right on their face with a satisfying slapping sound against the hard ice.

Shoto grabbed the bag from the ground and slammed his foot on the ground to extend the ice from the ground to wrap around the robber's torso to hold down their arms.

He ignored the robbers disgruntled groans as Shoto melted the huge ice wall and the ice floor of the alleyway. He was about to grab the man by the ice cuff until Burnin' appeared at the end of the alleyway with a grin.

"Hey, kid! I followed the ice trail you left behind. You should have seen how many Rogers slipped on it when they were trying to get away from Dabi." Burnin approached him, gazing down at the apprehend suspect. She whistled in appreciation. "Not bad for your first official takedown, kid," Burnin said. "He'll, you already melted part of your ice oath from the sign of these puddles.

"What do I do now?" Shoto questioned.

Burnin dragged the ice wrapped robber up from the ground with a smirk. She pulled the robber back from him while continuing to smile, "The next step is to wait for the police to escort the robbers to jail. And they should be here soon. Also, you might want to melt the rest of your ice before civilians start to slip on it."

He quickly turned towards the alleyway entrance and jogged back to where his ice path ended with Burnin laughing behind him. Shoto for the most part stayed silent around the civilians, only giving a nod or two while he melted the ice he had left behind in his haste.

"Come over here, sweetheart. The hero needs to clean up the ice," he heard from a woman dressed in a formal black jumpsuit.

He looked to find a girl dressed in light blue near his ice, placing her hand on the icy surface of the ground, "But it's pretty, momma!"

Once the woman spotted him approaching, she grabbed her daughter's hand to guide her away from the ice despite the girls protesting. "Oh goodness, I'm sorry."

Shoto nodded back at the woman before finding the gaze of the small girl standing just behind her mother. She cleared his throat awkwardly, "You like the ice?"

The small girl nodded back at him from where she hid behind her mother's legs. She mumbled, "It's pretty."

Shoto hummed before opening up his right hand, letting loose of his quirk to allow snowflakes to gather in his palm. He watched as the girl peeked around her mother to watch as the snowflakes formed into an angular flower shape. He heard her sharp intake of breath as he reached out with his hand.

"I like the ice too," Shoto reached again with his hand, waiting for the small girl to take notice. The girl gazed at the flower on his palm before looking up at him. He nodded down at his palm, gesturing with his hand once again. Smiling, she took the ice flower into her own hands with her eyes shining in mirth.

"What do you say to the nice hero?"

The girl looked back at him with a huge smile, "Thank you, Mister Hero."

"I'm just a hero student," Shoto said.

"You made my daughter smile," the woman commented with a small smile. "I think that's the bare minimum of what a hero should be. Thank you again... what's your name?"

"Frostfire."

"Thank you," the mother said, reaching down to pick up her daughter who let out a squeal. "Let's get home before the flower melts, hmm? We can keep it safe inside the little mini freezer."

"Yay!"

He watched the two walk away until he saw a familiar figure heading towards him. "There you are. I saw what you did with the kid. That was really sweet of you."

"I'm sorry. I'll get back to melting the—"

Dabi held up a hand which made him pause in his explanation. "I already took care of the rest, you don't have to worry about it," Dabi answered easily, drawing Shoto into a side hug as he walked them towards an empty alleyway to get away from prying eyes. "Next time on patrol, I'll let you go with Burnin to check out what needs to be done with the police. It's pretty easy to do since you just need to give them the lowdown. You'll only need to worry about the paperwork side back at the agency."

"She should already be working with the police to hand over the suspects. Which means there must be some media around," Dabi glanced out to the street before gazing at the top of the building. "I'll bring us up to the rooftop so you don't get bombarded before I can prepare you for it."

Without waiting for an answer, Dabi grabbed Shoto into a strong hold under his arm while he used a hook at his waist to grab at the edge of the rooftop. Shoto stayed silent as he was slowly lifted up onto the roof with no civilians caring enough to look at them. He stumbled out of his older brother's hold as soon as he was able to stand again.

"Ah, I fell like rooftops are better for patrols. You can see a lot more stuff happening on two streets just by walking to the other side of the roof. You have more of a viewpoint up here," Dabi smiled, spreading his arms to gesture at the rooftop with something like pride in his eyes. "The higher you go, the better the view you have."

Shoto coughed as his brother walked around the rooftop casually to continue with patrol in a new viewpoint at least for a little while.

Everything about this felt like a good time to ask. "Hey, do you know if there is any possibility of patrolling around Hosu? Is there any time available or do you need to schedule a patrol specifically?"

Dabi sent a suspicious glance at him, lowering his voice to hide their conversation from the dozens of conversations happening under them. "Why do you want to know about any Hosu patrols?"

Shoto glanced around their surroundings quickly before moving a bit closer to his brother. "You know those contingency plans that I made with Iida and Izuku? I think Izuku told you about a small portion of them."

"Oh yeah, that murder movie marathon night," Dabi recognized. He nodded in response, "You mean the possible schemes that I have to pretend to know nothing about?"

"Yes, we have to prepare for one of those plans," Shoto responded.

"Wait," Dabi's eyes widened. "you're just going to join in on the murder plan right away?"

"No, no. That's not the point," Shoto waved off his brother's worry. "The first thing is to try and talk him out of it just like the rest of the contingency plans where any of us could be on that end."

Dabi frowned, "Yeah, I remember that part. I think I was a part of at least three of them."

"Actually, you play a part in five," Shoto replied. "I'm just telling you this just in case things don't work out in a peaceful manner."

"Then you're in luck. I do have a Hosu trip planned, so I could take over a bit of Tensei's route until he gets better," Dabi explained and he breathed out slowly. "But don't think this is time for you to relax. This won't distract you from anything I have planned."

"I know better than that with you," Shoto nodded, glancing out to the street below to check where Burnin was.

"Good," Dabi clapped him on his shoulder. "Tomorrow, I'll give you some guidance about what kind of power moves you can do and what type of work that you would need to do daily besides patrol. I'll touch on the latter today after we get back to the agency."

*

Iida knew he had a plan.

The plan of revenge was a simple plan he thought of as soon as he heard the hero killer had harmed his brother. He needed to get into Hosu and hunt down the hero killer to face him. That was what he planned.

But he also knew that both of his friends would throw his plan out the window when they heard it. A simple plan of approaching the hero killer in Hosu and avenging his brother's major injury was deduced and analyzed by Izuku quickly.

The way Izuku went through the probabilities reminded him so much of the talks they had in the past with all the contingency plans that Izuku wanted to make with all of them. The plans went from hiding a murder to what happens if one of them goes evil or rogue. But no matter what, each of the plans had one of the first steps being to calm the situation in a way.

The simple analytical explanation boiled down to Izuku telling him that if he faced the serial killer alone, there was a high chance that Iida would be hurt severely.

He remembered what Izuku had said after he spent time scrolling through his phone and laptop. "One of the heroes that Stain killed should have easily apprehended him. It looks like Stain has a quirk that makes his victim slower in some way which makes his victory easier."

So he should have expected to see the green hair right outside of Manual's agency. In truth, he felt like he would see Izuku outside his front door when he left or at the train station to surprise him.

"Good morning, Izuku," Iida greeted his oldest friend with a small smile. "I can't say that I'm surprised to see you here."

"Ten-Chan! Glad you're here!" Izuku said happily, waving him down as Iida closed the distance between them.

Iida stood with his friend by his side and looked up to the agency they were standing right next to. They were more accurately standing outside the moderately small cafe beside the agency. "I honestly thought you would have chosen... you know..."

"Oh, I would have chosen Papa if this was a different situation," Izuku waved him off with a grin. His costume hoodie was unzipped to show the sleeveless black top underneath with the erasure scarf looped loosely around his neck. "But you need me right now to sort things out and calm you down."

"Thank you. But did you say that you're supposed to help calm down my..." Iida tilted his head a bit while he tried to dig into his mind to find a suitable word to describe his unpleasant, revenge-filled thoughts. "...less than admirable urges?"

"Well, the cool, mediator of the group is off with his cool older brother. And we both know I'm the type to not ask questions even if it means something like burying a body," Izuku said seriously. Sometimes Iida couldn't figure out if his friend was being serious or he just meant it in a joking tone. The smile on his face was eerily similar to Nedzu's in a way where he couldn't read it most of the time when he said stuff like that. "Either way, I'm still your best friend and I'm here for you."

"I will appreciate any comfort you give me, Izuku," Iida sighed in relief. He looked around to see any sign of his transportation like a jet pack or something similar but found nothing but the air around them. "How did you get here?"

"Papa dropped me off early," Izuku answered easily, then his eyes suddenly lit up. He gestured to the coffee shop behind him. "I even got to eat some breakfast before you got here. Ooh, you should try their daily coffee special. It had chocolate flakes on top of the cream."

"Hey!" A voice called out. Iida turned to find the light blue and white costume of Manual heading directly towards them. "I was wondering when both my interns would show up!" Were you stopping to get a coffee before your shift started?"

"No, sir. My friend prefers orange juice," Izuku answered, gesturing to him with a smile. Iida looked back at him before greeting his new mentor with grace.

"I'll keep that in mind for the week we have ahead of us," Manual replied easily with an easygoing grin. "I'll be sure to teach you two the ropes of the job. Ask me any questions and I'll do my best to answer them."

"Now, let's get you two inside. I'll give you a tour of the inside office and test out what you both have before I bring you out for patrol," Manual beckoned them with his hand, walking towards the entrance of his agency.