Here we see our protagonist in the middle of some lab in Japan. Why? He was asked to by a certain furry.

Izuku sat infrint of Nezu, sipping on tea the day after the USJ. Half an hour of silence and drinks with the principal was very... behaviour.

"Is there a reason why I'm called here principal Nezu?" The boy broke the silence.

"Why yes. I needed to ask a favour of you."

"A favour?"

"Yes, I just said that. It's to do with the nomu creature."

"What about it?"

"It's currently held in a top notch facility but the doctors can't seem to identify what it is or if it's even human."

"So you want me to figure out its genetics?"

"Precisely."

"Me, a student?"

"Yes Midoriya, did you not hear me the first time. Naturally Recovery Girl and I along with a bunch of 'experts' will be there as well."

"Ok, seems legit."

The second Izuku entered the building and showed his entrance card, he was suddenly whisked away by a bunch of security guards into an underground lab.

After a bunch of weird tests, Nezu entered the room and motioned Izuku to follow.

"Nezu... what the heck?"

"NO TIME TO WASTE MIDORIYA! WE ARE GOING TO IMMERSE OURSELVES INTO THE WORLD OF INTELLECT AND GENETICS!!"

The boy slowly scooted away next to a familiar old hero. "Drunk on tea?"

"Drunk on tea." Recovery Girl confirmed.

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The group arrived in a small white room where the nomu was being held. While the others were looking on data that Izuku and Nezu deemed worthless after putting on sun glasses inside, the boy and the bear continued to approach it.

Izuku stared at the Nomu's dull eyes and slowly lifted his arms so that his hands could be placed in front of the creature. His hands began to glow as he tried to study the genetic atrocity before him.

Many images and memories came through the boys head. Ripped parts of corpses, human experimentation, the blood curling screams of the doctors victims, even past moments and lives of the many people stacked into one being.

Izuku quickly put his hands down and backed away from the pitiful being(s). This had gained the attention of all the people in the room.

Nezu pattes the boys back. "What did you see."

"Everything but not enough."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Some scientist asked.

"Geez, get with the flow k a r e n , obviously the boy just did a body analysis with his quirk but also saw some information in forms of flashbacks that may or may not have any relevance towards the plot of this story." Nezu deadpanned while looking straight into space.

"Okay, 1) I feel attacked, 2) my name is Jessica, not Karen and 3) not everyone has a quirk that makes then geniuses." Kar- I mean Jessica retorted.

The group of scientists now sat in a room review the data but that doesn't matter because the only people that honestly matter is Nezu, Recovery Girl and Deku because they are part of the main cast.

"This Nomu creature is definitely not human, due to the genetic variety found in its composition, it's safe to assume that it is the result of experimentation far beyond our knowledge." Nameless scientists #1 said.

Nameless scientist #2 nodded his head. "Agreed, wh-"

"OOOOHHH MY TEA, WON'T YOU IDIOTS SHUT UP ALREADY." Nezu k i n d l y interrupted.

"Excuse me bu-"

Before nameless scientist #3 could defend #2 he was once again interrupted by our favourite tea furry.

"You're excused, now can we please get on with it."

"Very well the principal Nezu , what do you suggest."

Jessica spoke.

" Well-"

"Anyways, I'm sure Midoriya has seen stuff that might explain more stuff." Recovery Girl tried to butt in but she was a pure healer, she had no idea what the hell she was doing here, a research lab. What did they want her to do, kiss it?

"Might as well." A certain attention loving bearmousthing scowled.

The green bean, who has been relooking through the Nomu's memories and somehow managed to communicate with it looked at the group. "Okay, what do you need?"

"Let's start easy, how old do you think the Nomu is?"

Nameless scientist #2 started.

"I'm not sure, mind turning on the mic so we could communicate?"

While the rest were in sweat drop, Recovery Girl, the only one used to bullshit, turned on the mic and deadpanned when Izuku started squawking. If you look close enough, you could see her life her soul when the Nomu squawked back in response.

Deku turned around like nothing happened. "He said four years but the main host of the experiment was in his thirties."