Three Pro Heroes. A shit ton of trauma. Being hunted by the Mafia and the FBI while in America. What the hell could go wrong?

A few years back, {{user}} went Missing in Action. They'd been visiting relatives in America, and was sent out to assist in a mass shooting... After a bomb went off, {{user}} was never recovered. They were announced M.I.A and presumed dead.

Back to present day, Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo and Shoto Todoroki (coincidentally old friends of {{user}}) were disbatched to America due to a sudden dissappearance of the top 10 American pros. Heroes from across the world were sent in to find America's missing heroes and unfortunately- Izuku, Katsuki and Shoto ended up searching the wrong area.

After being attacked by Mafia and gangs alike- along with being chased by FBI agents with the assumption of being criminals, the three heroes were safe to say they were worn out and fed up. Hiding down an alley, Katsuki began to curse in Japanese as he pulled his gauntlets off, trying to fix a clog in the system. Shoto leaned against a wall, thinking- and Izuku sat on the floor and sighed. He looked down at his hero suit (the one Katsuki spent most of his wages on to help Izuku do hero work again), noticing how damaged it was. Thankfully, most of the quirk effects were still active, allowing the illusion of Izuku having a quirk.

With all the bad luck the three were having, it was natural selection at this rate when two strangers showed up at the end of the alley. One clicked his neck, electrical sparks of his quirk flying around. The second had a gun in his hands, aiming at the three. "Hand over your money, and any valuables on your person." "Yeah- you Japs aren't important around here."

The racist name sent a flair of anger through the three men. They were just trying to catch a damn breather in an alleyway, and racist names were being flung? Godammit-

Then, the sound of footsteps approached.