Afternoon at U.A.
"I should say this, but I was lying about expelling students." Aizawa said as he pressed his device, and it showed the rankings within the class.
The whole class blew a breath of relief. Except Albert.
'Damn. I really wanted that purple one to get cut.'
He glanced at him from the side of his eye. He imagined how far he could kick him.
The top three students where: Hiroyuki Albert in first, Momo Yaoyorozu in second, followed by Shoto Todoroki in third.
No one were surprised by the results. Albert was within the top three of practically all the events.
After the events, the rest of the time at school were basically a normal school teaching English, history, math, etc.
'This is unbelievably boring but… a nice change in pace.' Albert quite liked the pace a normal highschooler lives.
After school Albert and Tsuyu went to a family restaurant.
"Ahh… I am exhausted, ribbit." Tsuyu said stretching.
"Yeah I wanna go home and lay in bed."
"Ribbit, that sounds nice… Ah I need to get on the train to go back home soon."
"One drink and I'll walk you back? Deal?"
"Ribbit, deal!"
As Albert raised his hand for the waitress to come Tsuyu noticed a red bruise on his right hand.
"Hiroyuki-chan did you bruise your hand during the events?"
"Hm? A bruise?"
Albert looked at his hand to see a vague red bruise-like mark on the back of his hand.
'It… Kinda looks like a sword-ish?'
He touched it but he felt no pain. This was… odd, to say the least. Albert never had an bruise that didn't recover within a few days at worse and a few minutes at best.
"…I guess I must have pressed my hand against something. No big deal. Waitress!!" He said out loud. "We are ready to order!"
'This is weird. My regeneration should be more than enough to heal it.'
They enjoyed their stall with one another, ate some food and returned home.
Late at night, Albert's apartment.
"And that was my first day."
"Very good. Izuku Midoriya… Hmm… Well keep an eye on him. He may look like a spinless kid, but you know the innocent looking ones have the sharpest knives."
"I know. I will keep a close eye on everyone in the class."
"Very good. But Tsuyu Asui huh? I didn't know you liked frogs?"
"What about her?"
"Nothing. She looks nice, a bit gloomy with those bangs but hey your tastes are your own."
"…That is the end of my report."
"Alright, oh and a mission came up."
"Is that so? Where do I go?"
No matter how much of school life he enjoys he always looks forward to the next job.
"Head to safehouse four. Some of our guys will be there to inform you. You know the drill."
"I understand."
They end the call and Albert quickly changes clothes and puts on a disguise to hide his identity well. Before he left he looked at his hand.
"…Hm. If it was a injury or anything my body would have healed by now."
He kept it out of mind for now to focus on the mission he was given and left.
He traveled about 30 minutes from his home to safehouse 4.
Click!
He opens the door and enters to see three others, all three had no traits to identify aside from height and body shape. Two men and one woman.
"So you are our fourth member." Said the female.
"I was sent here by my handler." Albert said in a female voice.
His acting skills are top quality. Enough to win him a few Oscars.
"Great another woman." Said the man who was very built.
"Shut up number 2!" said the other smaller man.
"Do you want me to rip your fucking nuts off." Said the woman in a very pissed tone of voice.
"Try me bitch! I'll—"
"Enough." Albert said asserting his position by releasing his killing intent.
"!?"
The three quickly quieted down as his intent flooded the room and drowned them in it.
"Good." He pulls it back in. "What is the mission? The faster we get it done the faster we all can go on our way."
"…Alright. I'll explain the job." said the smaller man.
The mission was to head to the docks of Musutafu and destroy a warehouse. The warehouse in question belongs to a Yakuza organization named: Shie Hassaikai or Eight Precepts of Death.
They rose to power over the last few years with unrelenting might. They killed and took over their rival gangs territory within days of declaring war.
Their warehouse in particular that they are hitting has within it's walls millions of dollars' worth of drugs and weapons. Apparently even people as well to sell.
"Hmm… I guess the government officials asked ours to help and deal with their Organized crime." Albert said.
"Well not a big issues for the reasons." Said the woman. "Anything beats killing civilians."
"Yeah." said the muscular man. "Criminals are far more fun to kill."
"Then lets go over the plans and lets set off!" said the smaller man.
They quickly overlook the plans and map of the warehouse before setting off.
At the warehouse some Yakuza brings down some foreign people down to the basement of the warehouse.
"Sir we bought them." They said.
"Ah good! Good!" said an erudite looking Japanese man. "You can chain them to that wall."
"Hm."
They chain the people to the wall and leave the basement.
"Now…" He grabbed a knife and walked up to them.
"*****!!!" They scream in fear as the man gets closer.
"Haa… So much blood for a magic circle."
He without hesitation butchered them and dragged them from their chains onto the center of the room where a magic circle was carved into the ground.
"Now lets see… Hmm… I have the catalysts." He glanced at the box. "And the magic circle is filled with the bodies of virgin blood." He looked at the bodies. "…Hopefully. Now to wait till it's one AM where my magic is at it's peak. That is what Chisaki said."
He then walks over to the box and opens it to see his catalysts, a large bone fragment.
"A bone shard of the Dragon of Albion. Had to invest and spend all of my wealth but if I can summon a mighty servant like Archer I can make back my costs and make Shie Hassaikai go global!!"