
Chapter 1
Izuku stood on the edge of the roof for what felt like hours. He gripped his notebook like a life-line, which at this point, was it really that wrong of description at this point?
All Might’s words resounded in his head, “Be realistic” looped. Izuku’s world fuzzed out around him as he dropped his notebook over the edge. He didn’t wait to hear it collapse when he let himself fall, closing his eyes to embrace the pain.
Rather than hitting the hard cement, Izuku felt himself freeze mid-fall. He opened his eyes in shock. He gazed down at a white-tile floor, and his shadow above it. It was as if he was frozen in time.
Then, as if he never was, he fell the few inches to the floor.
Izuku groaned in pain, allowing himself to stand up. His notebook was shoved into his hands by a grey-haired man with a friendly smile and moustache.
“You can’t die on us yet, Midoirya. We’ve got work for you to do.”
“What-What do you mean?” Izuku questioned. “What are you talking about? Where am I?”
“It’ll be explained as you’re filling out paperwork.” The man chuckled. “But, for now, my name is Mobius, and this-” Mobuis gestured around the fluorescently-lit room, “is the TVA, better known as the time-variance authority.” He then pointed directly at Izuku. “And you, Izuku Midoriya, are a variant.”
Izuku had been working with Mobius at the TVA for what felt like a few weeks when he was called in to help with a new variant… that could potentially help them find the other one they were tracking. If Izuku was able to analyze the Loki they had now, they could use that against the more dangerous variant.
Izuku psyched himself up to enter the interrogation room, straightening his TVA-Official tie as he entered carrying a fresh analysis notebook and several pencils.
Loki was sitting at the table across from Mobius when Izuku entered.
“Who is the child?” Loki scoffed, pointing at Izuku.
“The child's name is Izuku Midoriya, and your best hope of getting a job at the TVA instead of being rejected as a variant.” Izuku huffed, clutching his notebook to his chest. His neatly pressed TVA uniform crumpled under his annoyed touch.
“....Honestly, what he said.” Mobius snickered, watching Loki stare at Izuku in shock.