Callsign

by orphan_account

Summary:

When they made it to the airfield it was unsurprising that they weren't the only ones there. Delta could see Alex's team waiting on them. Alex had sent people that Delta had known as Izuku Midoriya. Probably to keep him from shooting them.

A small plane was waiting on the tarmac. It was big enough to house his team and those that were providing support. Not much more than that though. Cautiously they made their way to the field. Alpha and Bravo took point while the rest of them fanned out. Delta's eyes searched everything they could for signs of an enemy.

To his surprise and relief they made it to the plane. Either the Jackal had underestimated them. Or he had let them go. Either way they all had survived the encounter with Europe's most wanted killer for hire.

Chapter 1: Delta part 1

Warnings: M/m, soulmstes, soulparents, ptsd, child soldiers, suicidal thoughts, suicide attempt

Delta's POV

He put the firing pin back in the glock that he favored. Delta had disassembled and reassembled the gun twice. It was in good condition and would do for the job.
Looking up his eyes swept over the men he had assembled. Seven members of Medusa. Each he had served with at one point or another.

Echo had his rifle cleaned and ready for use. His brown eyes were cold as Delta's own grey ones. It had taken a bit of pulling of strings that got him this man.

Next to him looking at the explosives was Alpha. He had greying black hair with green grey eyes. He wasn't part of the original team but he was as good as any.
Bravo was another commando that specialized in communications. Charlie and Foxtrot were his commandos without specialization. Gamma had the best hand to hand combat.

This made up his team. Preferably he would have double the amount but it wasn't possible. Not if he wanted to find his brother alive.

The compound they were watching was heavily guarded. If it was the Jackel then this was expected. They would have to get in and get out quickly. They would storm the compound after nightfall.

Echo asked looking at him," What's the plan Delta?"

Delta answered coldly," Echo you will cover us as a sniper. Alpha, Bravo, and Charlie. You take the the North. Foxtrot, Gamma and I will take the South."

Fox looked up acceptance. Gamma didn't even look at him. Just like old times. They would follow his orders knowing he was the only one who could get them out of here. His thoughts turned to how they got there.

Flashback

He growled. Delta coming forward pushing Izuku Midoriya back. There could be no room for error here. Error meant the death of every one he cared about.

Delta asked, "What's the situation? Have there been any demands? Is this Carlos or someone else?"

More questions would have come but David Abbot held up a hand. Then he replied," Calm, Delta."

Instinctively he calmed his eyes though stayed on the older man. Abbot knew how to calm him easier than anyone else. They had come to an understanding when Alex took him in. Then an even better one during his Medusa training.

The Monk had been his mentor. The Medusan he made sure he was up to par. That he could kill and follow orders. While Izuku Midoriya who became Delta struggled with following orders he could do everything else. Kill with precision. Lead a group of killers like no one else because he scared them.

This was Delta and for once he would listen to the man in front of him. His brother's life might depend on it.

Abbot noting his stiff posture began," Almanac has continued his duties after Medusa. As an analyst he didn't see much action and what he did see you saved him from. We sent him into Venezuela to gather information with a squad of twelve men. Don't give me that look Delta. They were the best we had."

Delta gave him a cold look. That wasn't true. The best they had was century teams 9-12. The alpha dogs. When others failed they didn't.

Ignoring the look Abbott continued," When your brother disappeared they were found dead. Each body bullet ridden but identifiable. The only body not found was your brothers. I believe he was taken alive. Though I can't convince the director to set up a rescue operation."

That's where he came in. If anyone could get in and get out it was him. He needed a team. A full squad of Medusan's that he trusted. Already a list of names he needed to contract was forming in his mind. See who was up for a repeat of Tam Quan.

He said with a determined look," I need weapons, passports, and the contact information of my last members of century team 12."

It was all Abbot could do to nod at that point. Any issues he had with Izuku Midoriya fading. This was no longer the easy going 14 year old but it was someone. Someone violent and who could kill. It was Delta.

End of flashback

Night had fallen quickly after that. The team took their positions using signals known to them and them alone. The first part of the plan worked. They killed the armed patrolling the perimeter.

The next part didn't go as smoothly. Bravo had been found out just before they reached the door. All hell broke loose at that point. Men came out the back and Delta and Foxtrot killed two. While Gamma killed the third that came out.

The battle began. Delta rammed his shoulder into on of the men before firing into the man's head. It took his head off.
Where these men really the Jackal's men? He honestly thought they would have been better trained.

Those thoughts were interrupted by a searing pain in his shoulder. Instinctively he dropped looking for where the shot had come from. A man stood in the doorway a rifle in his hands. Cold blue eyes watching him. A challenge went through both of them.

If Delta wanted to get brother he would have to go through this man. The man with the cold blue eyes. So be it.

He barked out," Take the house!"

Without hesitation his men went to do as they were told. Being that there were only seven of them they knew they couldn't afford to lose even one. Losing one man could send their plan into a spiral. A spiral that could very well be the death of the entire team.

Delta had to roll to the side as the man fired at him again. This time it blew apart the ground where he had been standing just moments before.

Delta knew realistically he didn't stand a chance at this range. Not with the other having a rifle. His own weapons consisted of a knife, his glock, and a spool of wire.
It was too dark for him to accurately throw his knife. If he wanted the kill shot he would have to get close. Same with the spool of wire. That was a close range weapon.

His first order of business was to find cover. There was a tree nearby that would provide some cover but would take away some of the distance he had covered. Other wise it was to do the very stupid very Midoriya thing to do. Rush the bastard and catch him off guard.

Two instincts warred within himself. Finally the Delta in him winning out and he took cover behind a tree. A bullet grazing his leg as he did so. Delta didn't even wince as blood trickled down his right leg.

Pain could be pushed away. Focus in the moment and worry about injuries later. A flash behind him from Echo's position caught his attention. The sniper had seen his plight and decided to help.

The bullet hit his opponent in the shoulder. While the man was well trained it still caused him to drop the rifle in pain. That gave Delta the moment he needed. He fired two shots. One to the chest and one to the head. Both hit their marks and the man was dead before he hit the ground.

Without missing a beat Delta crossed the grounds to the doorway. It was open from where the man had come out. Stepping over the dead body he entered. Sounds of gunfire could be heard on the upper floors. No doubt his men finishing the last of the men inside. That left the basement for him to check.

The basement door had a lock on it. One bullet to the lock was enough for him to pass. A single light bulb illuminated the basement. A figure stood at the bottom of a set of dank steps. Knowing that the person was too tall to be his brother he fired. This time the shot was aimed for the knee. To incapacitate but not to kill. Maybe Alex could get information out of him later.

Quickly Delta reached the bottom of the steps. A quick kick to the side of the man's head sent him into unconsciousness. Better to be safe than sorry later on.

The basement itself was a single room. On the farthest wall from him was a single figure. His hands were chained above him. Sweat listened across his face. Even having not seen the man in the last yead Delta recognized him as Almanac.

Almanac's head was against his chest his eyes closed. He was chained to a the behind him. There was a faint rise and fall of his chest. If it had not been for that fact Delta would have thought the other was dead. The older Webb didn't have a shirt and his pants were torn and stained with blood. All across his chest were different burns and cuts.

Delta tapped his hand against the other's face. The man jerked back startled awake. His blue eyes snapped up to meet Delta's grey ones. They widened in surprise then in disbelief.

Almanac growled," What more drugs? I don't care what you give me! I will never betray my country. You might as well kill me!"

Delta began to unlock the chains that held the other to the wall. Once unlocked the other fell forward. Delta caught him in his arms.

Asking as he checked the other over for any broken bones," Can you stand? I have a team outside. So you better not die on me Almanac."

Hard blue eyes softened slightly at his words. Those words were only known between them. Then he squared his shoulders wincing in pain as he did so. To Delta's surprise he pulled himself to his feet. With a nod Delta rose to his feet as well.

Almanac took a step forward and almost fell. If it wasn't for his hand on the other's shoulder he would have.

A short," Thanks," was what he received in return.

As they began their ascent up the stairs Delta called out," Almanac and Delta coming out. Report in!"

Through their communication lines he heard," Alpha and Bravo top floor is clear. Five dead bodies, Delta."

"Echo outside is clear for the moment. But hurry we don't know when reinforcements will arrive. Hurry Delta."

"Charlie, Foxtrot, and Gamma we have secured the bottom floor. Seven dead up here, Delta."

There was a pause then he said coldly," Confirmed. Everyone pull out. Charlie come down and get the unconscious man at the bottom of the stairs. We will be taking him with us."

Charlie returned," Yes, Delta."

Then they all went silent. With the adrenaline fading away he was able to take stock on his injuries. His left shoulder ached from the graze he received earlier. It was not major nor did it require immediate attention. He could deal with it when they were out of the area.

The was a second more dangerous gunshot wound. It was in his right side. Feeling around the other side of it he didn't find an exit wound. That would complicate things. It's placement was bad enough without a bullet to infect the wound. With a bullet there he risked infection and serious complications should it shift while they ran.

However there was no time to dig out the bullet and patch him up. Somehow he doubted this was the work of the Jackel. It was too easily infiltrated and taken apart. If it had been he would have faced off with the killer himself. No this was someone else's show. Whoever it was Delta would find and kill them later. His priority was getting his men and Almanac out alive.

Luckily his black shirt would hide the bleeding. Given the time of night they wouldn't be able to see the bullet hole either. So he would not worry them. When they made it home he would see a doctor.

Upon making it outside he noticed his men were waiting. Each of them had taken defensive position. Ready to kill anyone that was a threat. Once Charlie had joined them they slowly made their way out.

Alpha and Bravo took the front. Echo and Gamma took the sides. While he took up the rear. In the middle was Almanac and Charlie. It was slow going. Especially with two injured. One of which had a bullet in his knee.

His own wounds were acting up but he didn't pay attention to them. They needed him on his game if they were to get out alive.

It wasn't until morning that they finally came out of the forest. Echo said when the sun was fully up," We need to rest, Delta. If we keep going we won't be able to do anything if Carlos catches up."

Rest is a weapon. The words had been spoken a back then. It had been true then. It was true now.

He nodded and said," Form a circle. Two on watch at all times."

His men dropped to the ground and formed a circle. Almanac and the prisoner were in the middle. Delta sat so that he was watching the way they had come from. Echo took a seat next to him.

Without looking at him the older man said," Sleep, Delta. I'll wake you when I need my own."

He bit back a retort. Exhaustion filled him. No doubt part of it came from the two bullet wounds. He closed his eyes and soon fell into an uneasy sleep.

Echo's POV

A faint smile crossed his lips as Delta's breathing evened out. It was just like their time in Medusa. Rest was just as much of a weapon as a gun or knife. Most of the time he had to force Delta to sleep. As much he acted like a hard ass. He was afraid to sleep. To dream.

Part of the old Medusan was worried. Delta had never gone to sleep that easy. Almost too easy.

Shaking his head Echo put it as the doctor's calming effect. Morris Panov had been assigned to the entire team. All of whom had a hard time trusting anyone.

The doctor had given them someone to confide in. At one point Echo himself had tried to commit suicide. The terrible things he had done finally caught up with him and he had enough. It had been the doctor's carefully chosen words. In his soothing tones that had calmed him. Many doctors would not have had the guts to go into a room with a trained killer. A killer who had been armed and ready to shoot himself and anyone who walked through the door. Something had stopped him that day however.

Flashback

In the safe house set up by Monk he sat in the far back bedroom. It had one exit and no windows. In his hands were a glock. The same weapon he used during Medusa. The same weapon that had taken so many lives. It would take one more by the days end.

His hands were shaking. Not from drink or lack of it. Instead from the fear that he would hurt someone. In all honest he was tired. So very tired of hurting people. A knock on the door made him stiffen.

He called out snarling," If you walk through that door I'll shoot you."

A voice he recognized said softly," That would be a waste. Wouldn't it, d'Anjou?"

The Frenchman flinched at the use of his name. He was no longer d'Anjou. Had not been for many years. Not since before Medusa.

It was the doctor. The one that the Monk assigned to him. Not that he trusted the man. All doctors were just paid to fix them. Not really help them. When he couldn't be fixed they would toss him away. Just like everyone else.

He called back to the man," You can't help me doctor. I'm not someone who wants to be saved."

There was a slight thump on the door. As if the man on the other side had hit it with frustration. For a moment D'Anjou thought he hit the door and left. It would serve him right. A killer like him didn't deserve to have someone care about him.

Then a soft voice said," You are not beyond saving. If you were you would be locked in the clinic not given free reign."

D'Anjou flinched. It took him several long moments to find a reply.

When he did he sounded as broken as he felt," I am broken, doctor. There is nothing that can fix me. I should end it now and save everyone from suffering."

To his surprise there a snarled response," You will not commit suicide! Damn it. All of you have a right to live. If you want to make up for the horrors of your past then live. Live and make up for what you have done. Other wise you are taking the cowards way out."

For a moment he considered just ending it anyways. Then he lowered the weapon. He couldn't do it. The doctor was right. Killing himself would be the cowards way out. Delta for his part would bring him back just to kill him again. That was just how the other was.

End of flashback

He was glad to have met Panov. The man had saved him from himself that day. Since then the doctor had worked on his self esteem. He now had a job at a local fashion store. There he made enough to live comfortably off of.

When he received Delta's call however that put him back as Echo. No longer was he the soft spoken help at the fashion store. Now he was the hard eyed killer that was created in Medusa.

A soft voice said startling him," Bravo to snake lady. Come in Snake Lady."

He had forgotten about the orders to make contact. So he turned head to listen. If he had to he would wake Delta. A hand on his arm though told him the younger man was awake.

A voice came over the communications," This is Snake Lady. Damn it Bravo where is Delta?"

They could all hear the worry and anger in the voice. It was the voice of one Alex Conklin. One that they obeyed without question.

Delta sat up then moved towards Bravo. Echo's eyes narrowed in suspicion. They way he held himself it was if he was in pain.

Delta said," I'm here snake lady."

A sigh of relief came over the communications. Part of Echo wondered if the worry was for the squad. Or if was for Delta. The older CIA agent had always had a soft spot for Delta.

The reply wasn't surprising," Get to a safe evac point. Preferably at an airfield. We will get you out from there."

Alpha brought over a current map of the area. There was an airfield twenty miles due north west of their positions. At best it would take them three days to reach it. This barred no more confrontations.

Something smelled about how easy it was to take the house. He knew it as did the rest of the team. Their priority was not information however. Instead it was the retrieval of Almanac.

Delta's POV

The trek through the forest was long and difficult. The wound in his side made it painful. Keeping his face masked was becoming more difficult as they went on. By the way Echo was watching him he knew the other suspected something.

He cleaned and rebandaged his wound at every rest point. The bullet in his side was not removable under the circumstances. The longer he left it the higher the risk for an infection went. Even with basic medical knowledge they all had he knew it wasn't enough.

If they had gone with a full team he would have a medic. Given the time frame he had been unable to pull a full team together. Seven was minimum for Medusa. Fourteen was max. In the short time he had to prepare he had barely been able to gather the seven.

When they made it to the airfield it was unsurprising that they weren't the only ones there. Delta could see Alex's team waiting on them. Alex had sent people that Delta had known as Izuku Midoriya. Probably to keep him from shooting them.

A small plane was waiting on the tarmac. It was big enough to house his team and those that were providing support. Not much more than that though. Cautiously they made their way to the field. Alpha and Bravo took point while the rest of them fanned out. Delta's eyes searched everything they could for signs of an enemy.

To his surprise and relief they made it to the plane. Either the Jackal had underestimated them. Or he had let them go. Either way they all had survived the encounter with Europe's most wanted killer for hire.

Chapter 2: Delta part 2

Delta's POV

"Snake Lady to Delta. It is damn good to hear your voice. What's your status?"

Echo came up next to him as he replied," All men accounted for. Will need medical attention upon landing. Almanac is in stable condition..."

He hissed in pain when Echo pushed aside his jacket. It revealed the bullet wound on his left side. The other growled angrily. There went his plan on treating it himself.

Echo took the phone from him and said," Snake Lady this is Echo. Have an emergency medical team waiting when we land. I count at least three bullet wounds to Delta. One serious. Two grazes."

Shaking his head he said shakily," Two serious. Right side no exit wound."

He received a sharp cuff upside the head in response. Then he was pushed back into the main area of the plane. A soldier sent by Conklin caught him. Then he was helped to the medic. If the look was anything to go by he wasn't a friend to them.

The medic pulled something into a needle. It took a moment for him to realize it was a sedative.

Bravo said tiredly," Let him Delta. All those who are injured are getting one. So that we don't hurt anyone when they sew us up."

Bravo like Echo was a voice reason for him. A calming effect came over him. This allowed the medic to give him the sedative. The world soon fell into darkness.

Panov's POV

They sat outside a surgery room. The light on it was lit. While the other members of the team had made it out with minor wounds two required surgery.

Almanac known as Gordon Webb required surgery on his left arm and right leg. Someone had decided it was a good idea to continue to walk on it for three days. Surgery would give him the full use of his leg again. Though it would pain the man occasionally.

Delta known as Midoriya Izuku was in for four bullet wounds. Two were mere grazes. The last two were what required surgery. He had gone in over four hours prior. With each passing moment his worry only grew.

When it was revealed that Izuku had been injured, Morris insisted that he be taken to one of his clinics. While he was taken to a CIRO hospital they had to move them to a Hero Hospital. Several of the team had taken ill from infection.

Mo didn't believe he was a danger to anyone. Unless he was startled when he awoke. Putting Delta in an unknown hospital would do just that. It would make him dangerous enough to kill. At least at Hero Hospitlas they could hold him.

Holding him was the first step however. The next step would be to evaluate the damage done. Not physically but psychologically. This could put Izuku back even further than when he arrived.

A doctor came in from one of the other floors startling him from his thoughts. He was in a rush barely glancing at them. Instead he rushed into the surgery room.
There they waited for another two hours. Then the light went off and a doctor came out. Both he, Alex, Abbot, and Jacob stood.

The doctor was wiping his hands off. While he looked exhausted there was a triumphant air about him.

The doctor said moving up to them," I have some good news and bad news. I assume that you want bad news first. Delta's right side was lacerated. The wound given the conditions he was in got infected. He is currently on intravenous antibiotics. The good news he should be fine. A few weeks rest and he will be ready for whatever you need him for."

Morris sighed with relief. When they said bad news he feared the worst. Now it seemed there would be no lasting damage. For that he was grateful.

Jacob Webb looked relieved. Out of the three siblings he was the most emotional. Izuku and Gordon typically kept their emotions bottled up. Izuku especially. As Delta of the best team in Medusa made him stoic. It was only a matter of time before he lost control of his emotions.

The doctor however wasn't finished he said, "There is one thing that you haven't given me. A guardian for Delta," he held up a hand to stop them from jumping down his throat, "If this had been last year you wouldn't have an issue with your current paperwork. However with the influx of returning soldiers the laws have been tweaked some. Especially for those who had one parent that didn't know of their existence."

Oh Morris knew where this was going now. He had seen Izuku's file and had been disappointed when he saw that there was no paternal signature. Only the mother had signed the boy away when he signed away (aka sold) to the Commission who in turn put him in the soldier program. Inko Midoriya had never told the father or the father hadn't cared enough to come and sign the paperwork.

The changes had only been brought about when a handful of influential fathers came forward after finding out about previously unknown children. How they had been turned over to the Commision without their approval. Many of them having wanted a child or in some cases more children than what they had. It was this that had turned the tides in their laws.

"As Delta does not have a paternal signature I am now required by law to do a blood test to see if he has any living relatives on record."

That would only help them if the unknown parent had their DNA in the system. Someone who worked in police, military, or hero systems. Or if the person had a severe injury that needed blood transfusion. There were many ways to get around this especially given that it was only a national database and not worldwide. Many countries didn't care as Japan was reluctantly being forced to.

The problem was that Izuku was a member of Medusa. One needed to have a 4-0 clearance to even know of its existence. Just being in this hospital was dangerous for them.

Jacob demanded, "What about myself? Gordon and I are guardians when he is out of country."

Morris already knew what was coming.

"I'm sorry but we still need the authorization from his biological father. In fact his adoption by the Webb family is technically considered illegal without it."

Jacob flinched. Morris felt for the younger man, truly he did. From the moment his parents had taken Izuku in, Jacob had adored the boy. It didn't matter that they weren't related by blood. Izuku had taken longer to warm up to the older boy. Mistrust had been clear in everything he did for a long time.

Morris worried about what this would do to Izuku's fragile mental state. Currently his mind was a mess. Something he was working on fixing but it was a slow process.

Medusa members all struggled with PTSD at least in some ways. Delta and Echo of Century Team had it the worst though. Not only did they have flashback and nightmares but their minds had been split. Delta came forward when violence was required. More often than not it was Delta who woke up not Izuku. Nightmares had made it so.

D'Anjou had a lesser form of it but he was no less dangerous than Izuku. They were both skilled snipers. What many didn't realize was that when Delta was at his most dangerous only D'Anjou could talk him down. This was something the psychiatrist had seen for himself on a single occasion.

Morris met with each of the team twice a week. Their talks lasted anywhere between fifteen minutes to half an hour. He never pushed them to stay longer than they were comfortable. Out of all of the psychiatrists that interacted with they trusted Morris the most. He had seen the way they would ignore the others.

This did not mean that he was able to make decisions for Izuku. That solely fell onto Abbot and Alex's shoulder.

In the end Alex gave in, "Do the test. But we will not leave him alone with anyone new."

Chapter 3: Delta part 3

"Speaking"
:Thoughts:

Counting down the minutes to the end of his shift had become a routine. The times when he actually got out on time were few and far between. Something always came up it never failed.

This particular evening he was excited to get out. Starting when he clocked out he would be on vacation for the next week. A well deserved vacation after the last couple of months.

Just a little more and he could finally go home. Just a little. His phone chose that exact moment to ring. A string of curses that would have made those in holding blush escaped him. He was so damn close.

Accepting the call without checking the ID he greeted gruffly, "Tsukauchi."

An unfamiliar voice replied tiredly, "Is this Detective Tsukauchi Naomasa of the Musutafu Police Department?"

In the background he could hear people milling about. There was the sound of an intercom in the distance as well. If he didn't know any better he would think the caller was in a hospital. That didn't make any sense though. None of his officers had been injured and Toshinori was out of the country currently.

Curious he said, "This is him. Who is asking?"

"This is Doctor Kuru at Musutafu General Hospital," All the exhaustion drained from his body. There was only a few reasons why a doctor would be calling him and non of them were good, "Detective I had a squad of soldiers come through earlier this evening. There was a rescue mission that looked as if it had gone terribly wrong. Even if the leader said that no one had died. To put it bluntly that statement had been a near thing."

Okay. What did this have to do with him?

His unasked question was answered a moment later, "One of the soldiers is a young boy of 15. He was essentially sold into the soldier program by his mother. There was no parental signature."

Naomasa winced. That was not only wrong but had become illegal within the last year. So many children had been returned to a loving parent who never knew they existed. He had been part of that particular operation. There were still children and even adults coming in that were returning from missions. Only to have their lives turned upside down.

Fifteen years ago would be about when his soul child mark would have appeared. July 10 fifteen years ago to be exact a green otter appeared curled up on his right bicep taking up most of the skin. His mark was on file at the hospital so it was possible they were calling him about this.

Kuru pushed on, "We did two tests on the boy. A blood test to see if his father was in the hospital system and a soulmark test. Both tests came positive to yourself as his soulparent and as his biological father."

Naomasa's mouth went completely dry as he stared blankly out the window of his office. He was a father? Not just a soul parent but an actual father? How? How did he have a child? He didn't date anyone fifteen years ago.

Nothing came to mind of fifteen years ago. During that time he had just been promoted to Detective from patrol. He didn't have time for a relationship.

Kuru said his voice showing his exhaustion, "Inko Midoriya was the mother before she signed over her rights. She illegally had another declared his father."

Inko Midoriya... that name sounded vaguely familiar. Didn't he meet a woman by that name at a bar? It had been so long that he almost forgot.

Shaking himself from the thoughts he questioned, "When can I see him?"

"You want to get to know him then?"

"Yes."

...

Izuku groaned as he came to. It took him a few long moments for him to realize that he was in a hospital. The sounds of the machines measuring his heartbeat was driving him crazy. Opening his eyes he looked around the hospital room.

Next to his bed as expected was Jacob fast asleep. The slow rise and fall of his chest assured him that his brother was fine. On the other side of the room was Alex, Panov, and Gordon. Gordon had an iv in his arm it was hooked to pain medication and antibiotics. Out of the group only Panov was awake. Dark circles were under his eyes showing how little he had slept.

Izuku gave a half grin as he greeted, "Hey doc."

"You're awake," came the relieved sigh, "We were beginning to wonder."

Izuku questioned as the tried to sit up, "How long?"

Panov frowned, "Since you passed out? Two days. You came out of surgery four hours ago. You spent an hour in recovery before being brought here. Do you realize how luck you were? That could have killed you damn it!"

Izuku gave a lopsided grin as he said, "But I'm not. I'm alive with no permanent damage. We got Gordon back too."

"You're too reckless little brother," said Gordon in a soft timbre.

Izuku's head snapped over to look at the other finding him awake and alert. He couldn't help himself as his grin widened even further. The others were beginning to stir now.

He returned easily, "For you Gordon I would give up my life. You and Jacob are my only family family."

Panov for his part looked decidedly uncomfortable. Gordon suddenly refused to meet his gaze. Alex who had come around at the last part gave a cough of surprise.

The grin he had been wearing slowly turned into a frown. No one would meet his eyes now. There was something they were hiding from him. Something that no one wanted to come right out and say. What was it about the word that made them so uncomfortable?

A low growl escaped him. If it was his mother she would get a piece of his mind. She lost all rights to see him the moment she sold him to the Hero Commission. The Webbs were his family now.

As if reading his thoughts Gordon said, "It's not your mother. While it does have to do with her actions she is not here."

"What do you mean?"

The group shared an unreadable look before Alex replied, "We didn't know about this before we brought you here. If we had we would have done our best to avoid it."

Narrowing his eyes in suspicion he questioned coldly, "Avoided what, Alex?"

Alex picked something up from the table. Then he came closer and held out a stack of papers. A wordless snarl crossed his face as he recognized the papers. They were what his mother had signed when she sold him to the Hero Commission.

Oddly they were without Hisashi Midoriya's signature. Not that he cared he hated the man as much as the woman for their actions. Meeting the Webbs had been his first sense of home in his life. Even with his strange quirk.

Panov broke it down gently, "Japan has been having some controversy over the last year. It's been on how the Hero Commission has been acting. Specifically about its child soldier program. Fathers are finding out that their children, some who didn't know they had a child were sold into the program by the mother."

Izuku questioned his eyes flickering to each of their faces, "What does this have to do with me? Midoriya Hisashi was my sperm donor."

He absolutely refused to call the bastard his father. The man didn't deserve the title in any way shape or form. With his anger came the never ending need to hurt or kill something. The need born from the war and never fully went away. Only calmed by violence or repeating the mantra for his quirk.

Taking a breath he centered himself, :I am the Circle. The Circle is me.:

Repeating it over and over again until the fire within him faded to low embers. Delta was not needed here. It would only hurt him in the long run if he didn't get that side of his mind under control.

Panov ordered, "Breathe Izuku. You're safe. Gordon and Jacob are safe. There is no need for Delta here."

After a few moments of silence Izuku questioned, "What are you dancing around?"

Alex ran a hand down his face tiredly before he continued, "Your father was not Hisashi Midoriya. The doctors ran a blood and soulmark test specifically on your parental marks. Both the blood and the parental mark came back to one Tsukauchi Naomasa a Detective with Musutafu Police Department."

"What?!"

Chapter 4: Delta part 4

"Speaking"
:Thoughts:

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Panov took the time to explain to him the changes to Japanese law. They had seen how one parent would sell their unwanted children to the Commission. This had caused a rift between civilians and the Commission. Even other countries threatened to pull support if things did not change.

Thus this brought the new laws requiring both parents consent. Inko Midoriya had not only lied about Izuku's paternity but she had not even given the chance for soulparents to take over. Not only did Izuku have a father that wanted to meet him but the man was also one of his soulparents.

Many soldiers including those who served under him believed in fate. Due to everything that happened to him Izuku could not bring himself to. After all what kind of God would give him such parents. Parents that he had thought didn't want him. It made him not want to search for or try to make contact with his soulparents or soulmate. From the moment he could make decisions for himself he had decided to choose his own fate.

Now here he was having to speak to a man he had never met. A man who left him with his mother and apparent stepfather. He wasn't sure if he wanted to shoot the man or hang him. Both were enticing options to get rid of this unwanted incursion onto his life.

Panov however insisted that he give Tsukauchi his father's name apparently a chance. According to the doctor the man had no idea Inko had been pregnant. He had no idea before the phone call that he might have a son. While he never considered having a child before he was happy to get to know Izuku.

That gave Izuku pause. Unlike with his early years there was a parent that actually wanted him. Did he dare give him the chance? The Webbs had been good to him and he didn't want to leave them behind.

Jacob and Gordon had been supportive however. They wanted him to get to know his soulparents and soulmates. Unlike Izuku they did beleive in fate. So reluctantly he did agree to meet with his father.

Everyone left the room except for Gordon. His brother was unable to leave to give them privacy. Not that Izuku wanted to be left completely alone with someone he didnt know.

A knock sounded on his door. After a moment of hesitation he called out, "Enter."

A tall man with short, black hair and somewhat rectangular black eyes came in. He wore a tan overcoat and matching hat, underneath which he wears a black suit, a green tie at his neck with matching slacks, and dress shoes. For a brief moment he was reminded of David Abbott. The man looked a lot like what he thought a younger Abbott might look like.

Izuku didn't try to sit up or make a move to greet the man. Suspicion was clear in his eyes but he held his tongue. Held his condemnation until he could prove himself worthy of it.

The man said his voice low with an emotion Izuku didn't recognize, "Hello, I am Tsukauchi Naomasa."

"Izuku Midoriya," replied Izuku.

For a moment there was silence between them. Izuku didn't feel feel uncomfortable exactly but he couldn't find the words to speak. Tsukauchi seemed to feel the same as him.

It was broken when Gordon chuckled, "The two of you are as stubborn as a pack of mules. If I let this continue you will not say a single word. You said, your name is Naomasa correct? What do you do for a living?"

Tsukauchi blinked in shock as he turned so that he could see both of them. Then he said, "I am a Detective with the Musutafu Police Department. May I ask who you are?"

Gordon smiled warmly as he pushed himself up on his elbows, "Major Gordon Webb at your service. My family adopted Izuku."

Tsukauchi said moving over to the bed so he could offer his hand, "Nice to meet you, Major. Thank you for taking care of him. I know that the Commission does not take care of children as they should. If I had known this would have never happened."

Izuku questioned surprise coloring his tone, "It wouldn't?"

Tsukauchi turned to face him now. His face was dark with anger but not anger that was directed at him. Still Izuku flinched remembering his past handlers. The dark eyes softened a moment later.

Tsukauchi said softly, "I have never had any kids of my own. Dating has never really come up before. Though I have always wanted children of my own. Accident or not you are wanted."

Izuku swallowed the lump that had begun to form in his throat. Words he always wanted to hear but didn't until he met the Webb family. When he looked at his brother there was a soft look in Gordon's eyes. They had a silent conversation without the use of quirks. His brother wanted him to give Tsukauchi a good chance. Not to immediately discount him because of the past.

Izuku waved his hand to one of the empty chairs inviting Tsukauchi to sit.

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 5 of Delta's escapeds