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IdleManRPG Presents

New York City, 2016

In a large lavish bedroom, filled with various shelves holding a variety of technology, knickknacks, collectibles and mementos, a medium sized desk with a couple blueprints and large flatscreen mounted on the wall, a figure began to slowly stir in the king sized bed as the early morning sunshine entered through the sliding glass door leading to his balcony overlooking the entirety of New York City.

At exactly 7:30 AM, his alarm clock went off, to which he promptly shut it off. Throwing off the red, white and blue quilt, the apparent teenage male, standing at 5'4, hopped out of bed, his silver colored pajama pants and purple shirt clinging to his toned muscular body with static electricity.

This is 13, going on 14, Izuku Midoriya-Stark, interdimensional traveller, genius, billionaire, Mutant Rights Activist, heir to Stark Industries and best of all, superhero, but we'll get back to that later.

Stepping in the bathroom, he quickly stripped and deposited his clothes in a hamper before entering the walk in shower, the water waking him up.

"Ugh, shouldn't have stayed up looking at Uncle Clint's bow, I feel like crapOHHOLYSHIT! COLDCOLDCOLD!"

Turning the heat up, he quickly finished his shower before drying off, throwing on a pair of black khakis and a dark yellow shirt, a pattern of a few bright red lines converging on his chest. Heading to the sink, he quickly brushed his teeth before grabbing a dash of hair gel and hairbrush, smoothing his natural, blackish green hair into something presentable yet having a wild, rogue look.

"Like father like son."

Walking down the stairs after fixing his bed, the youth opened the fridge only to be met with disappointment and onions.

Damnit Uncle Bruce."

Shutting the door, he threw on a pair of stylish and slim yet functional tan boots. Walking to the front door, he passed through the 'living room', his footsteps echoing throughout the large expanse. Arriving at the door, he tried to open it only for it to stay shut. Trying again only to meet the same result, he looked down to see a winged metal helmet stabbed into the floor, making him sigh in annoyance.

"Jesus Christ."

Looking at his smartphone, he gave a little jump as he looked at the time.

"SHIT I GOTTA GO!"

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Racing back up the stairs to his room, he took off his boots and replaced them with a pair of red metal ones. Scrambling to his desk, he put on a pair of green goggles, stuck a headphone like device into his ear and a pair of red gauntlets.

Dialing his phone, he anxiously hoped for it to be picked up.

"Hello?"

"Peter you there?"

"Izuku my man what's happening?"

"Time screwed me over, I'm late, and there's no food in the house."

"I figured that's why you called me, hehe. Lucky for you we were just about to order. How ya want it?"

"Just throw it up when you see me and I'll meet you there, peace."

Walking out onto the balcony, shutting the door behind him, he took a deep calming breath.

"JARVIS, lock the house and send a message to Dad that we're out of food in the fridge."

His earpiece crackled to life as a male British voice sounded through.

"Very good sir. May I select a song from your 'flying' playlist?"

"You know me so well JARVIS, but not today."

Without warning he hopped over the railing, entering a free fall with the wind rushing past him as he rapidly approached the sidewalk hundreds of feet below.

About 20 feet from becoming paste he threw his hands forward, his gauntlets whirring to life before they gracefully kept him from falling any further. With ease he positioned his body into a standing position, his boots coming online while his hands stabilized him.

"Never gets old."

Some Pervert's Comic

Book Crossover

He quickly put his arms behind him and upped the power of his jets, launching him above the streets of the concrete jungle, a small vapor trail in his wake. Zooming in and out of the buildings and streets, he saw the various people going about their daily lives.

Starring

Coming upon the business district, he saw a teenage girl around his age of middle eastern descent, her brown hair falling a little past her shoulders as she tapped on her smartphone in front of a large bank. Garbed in bright red leggings, shirt, and scarf, they clashed beautifully with her blue boots and a slightly modified blue burkini, a yellow 'Z' like symbol on the front, her domino mask complimenting her skin tone.

Quickly stopping himself, he hovered a few feet away from her before quietly landing.

"Good morning Kamala, how ya doing right now?"

Kamala gave him a small smile, although she barely looked up from her phone.

"I'm doing pretty good, thank you for asking. The better question is shouldn't you be going?"

Our armored protagonist adopted a thinking pose, a hand on his as he even stroked an imaginary beard.

"I know, I know, but I just saw you sitting here and was curious about what's gonna happen."

Almost immediately, the alarm of the bank went off, the glass doors slamming open as a robber in all black and ski mask rushed out with a bag clearly filled with cash. Without even looking Kamala stretched her free hand and punched the criminal, knocking him out.

"That answers that. I'll see you in an hour Ms. Marvel."

With that he blasted off again, leaving the stretchy heroine to shake her head fondly at his behavior before she got up to apprehend the would be criminal and follow her friend.

Many Cinnamon Rolls

and Other Lovable Characters

A few blocks away our flying friend was approaching a Dunkin Donuts, with one of his best friends walking out. Standing at 5'10 with an athletic build, hazel eyes and brown hair, Peter Parker AKA Spider-Man sensed his friend coming. Reaching into his recent purchase, which was filled to the brim with donuts, he dug out a protein bar and bottle of water and promptly tossed them high up to be flawlessly caught. In return a fat wad of US singles was promptly caught and a fading shouted message.

"THANKS AND HAVE FUN YOU TWO!"

Blushing in embarrassment, Peter took comfort as girlfriend and likely future wife Gwen Stacy gave him a hug from behind, her soothing touch feeling heavenly after crime fighting last night.

"He's not wrong Pete, now c'mon, we don't want to be late."

Unwrapping herself from her boyfriend, Gwen turned him around and pulled him down to her 5'5 height and gave him a kiss, her shoulder length blonde hair framing each side of her face. Pulling away but still holding hands, the couple began walking in the direction of their tech powered buddy.

Numerous Waifu's

and Genderbends

Unaware of the moments of love behind him, Izuku zoomed into a middle class area, where a 20 foot, purple and blue colored humanoid machine was attempting to kill a teenage girl, clad in black leather pants, a bra sized tank top, and had two long metal claws protruding from her knuckles and one from each foot, the machine swiping at her with its fists and occasionally firing an energy weapon.

Not even thinking, he veered off course to swoop behind the machine, which was trying to stomp on the black haired girl, who was easily dodging the crater creating feet.

Suddenly, one of the robot's arms was cut off, crashing onto and flattening some poor person's car. Before it can react to its missing limb, its legs were severed at the knees before its head was obliterated.

With nothing holding it up and no thoughts, the goliath slumped forward onto its original opponent, who could do nothing but twitch her eye in annoyance.

"SUCK IT SENTINEL SCUM AND SORRY LAURA!"

Clawing out of the Sentinels chest in a manner similar to a 1979 horror movie monster, the now identified Laura Kinney AKA X-23 could only roar in temporarily blind fury.

Nearby, an older gentleman wearing a nice suit with graying brown hair and mustache was walking out of his house, believing it safe only to find his car crushed under the Sentinels arm.

He took a deep breath before screaming his rage to the heavens.

"SPIDER-MAN!"

Man-Children, Megalomaniacs

and Aliens

Back with Peter and Gwen, the boy stopped walking momentarily, sensing something amiss, prompting Gwen to stop as well. Swallowing the bite of donut she was currently eating, she asked the obvious.

"Jameson?"

"Yeah."

"Damn."

Their short discussion concluded, the duo continued on.

A Blonde Hulk Rip Off

who People Love

Flying over the slums, Izuku's scanners picked up a young girl, about 12 years old being cornered in an alley by about 10 adults. As he was about to engage, he saw a vintage muscle car slow to a stop, the exposed engine cooling quickly. Knowing who it was and what was gonna happen, Izuku stopped as well.

"JARVIS, Stealth Mode."

Izuku's entire outfit; his boots, gauntlets, goggles, even his clothes, briefly shimmered before transforming in a skintight, streamlined version of his father's iconic red and yellow armor. As soon as the world famous armor was created, it shimmered into nothing, his thrusters going silent as he went to the innocent girl.

The drivers side door opened, black work boots slamming against the pavement. Clad in gray pants, a white hoodie with a zipped up black leather jacket over it, a young man a little older than Izuku of apparent Mexican heritage walked towards the thugs, his black goatee and slicked back hair contrasting with the large white patch in the center of his hair.

When he was about 15 feet away, he called out to them.

"Gentlemen."

The thugs turned towards the newcomer, brandishing their various weapons including a few pistols, shotguns, and baseball bats with nails embedded within them.

Smirking, the lone teen pointed to his opposition.

"Guilty."

His flesh quickly caught fire as did his car, yet he did not scream. His skull was now exposed and on fire, the black eye sockets appearing to look at the thugs with joy as the orange embers flickered erratically. His car, which now had its tires and engine spewing flames like no tomorrow. Its passenger door swung open, allowing a long chain with short swords on each end to slither to its master, climbing up his body and wrapping around his right arm.

Before any of the thugs could do anything, his chain cut down through a thug's head and body almost instantly, the two cauterized halves falling limply to the ground.

Away from the gory slaughter that was obviously happening, Izuku had just brought the girl back to her apartment building, her parents thanking him profusely as Izuku tried to wave them off.

"I'm serious you two it was no big deal, I do this all the time this is nothing out of the ordinary."

Finally accepting he wouldn't accept their gratitude, the couple wished him a good day as he flew off but not before the daughter gave him a quick hug and a drawing of himself. Touched, Izuku quickly and lightly lasered his name in the corner before taking off.

Fangirls, Fanboys and Berserkers

Now that he was over a large stretch of space, not a building in sight, Izuku began to reminisce of the important moments in his; events that made him the hero he is today.

Genetic Monstrosities

and Talking Trees

The day he was diagnosed as Quirkless, a label that he now wore with pride

The three years of abuse his former friend Bakugo and his cronies inflicted upon him for something he had no control over

One day he met a girl named Ochako, a brunette who can remove the gravity of things she touched with five fingers. It was on that day he stood up to Bakugo. Even though he was beat up worse than usual, he was delighted that Ochako was okay. Before he knew it, a villain was causing havoc, shooting various civilians with beams that caused them to vanish

One of the beams was aimed at Ochako and without thinking he dove in front of it, saving her just as All Might knocked out the villain

Just appearing in his adopted father's living room, and after a few weeks of questioning, recovery and self questioning, was officially his son and took his last name alongside his mother's.

Years of living with his father Tony, watching his various conflicts and capabilities, asking him to help be a hero like him.

The day in 2012 when The Avengers were officially assembled and defended New York City from Loki and his army of Chitauri, creating a pseudo family including an actual god and a mortal stronger than said god.

Meeting, learning about, and befriending various beings including Mutants AKA this world's version of Quirks, only a Mutant was clearly superior as their power or powers didn't negatively affect them on any level, and Inhumans, a type of human that was experimented on millions of years ago, the now dormant genes requiring a catalyst to awaken their powers.

Meeting Robbie Reyes AKA Ghost Rider which taught anything is possible and Peter Parker which taught him anybody can be a hero.

A few incidents which heavily affected his family, such as his Uncle Steve finding out his best friend from WW2 was a brainwashed assassin, his Uncle Thor losing his mother/Izuku's Grand Aunt(?)

A Gracious Cameo

Clad in Red Spandex

Eventually flying over a highway, Izuku brought himself out of musings and passed by a man clad in red spandex with twin swords and guns sitting on the edge of a bridge, drawing with crayon as he kicked his legs childishly while some music Izuku couldn't recognize played from a little radio.

"HOW YA DOING DEADPOOL?"

Deadpool shouted after him.

"I'M AWESOME BROCCOLI CHILD!"

Turning his head, Deadpool appears to be talking to some invisible person.

"For those reading right now, expect some bashing of other characters. Not me of course. Now if you'll excuse me, Maximum Effort."

Standing up, Deadpool did a little stretch before lazily falling feet first onto the road below, crashing into a black van which quickly lost control.

Developed by a Loser

with Great Ideas

Eventually, he was a few minutes away from his destination, The Baxter Building, the base of operations of The Fantastic Four, normal humans who were bombarded with cosmic rays and gained their powers. When he was a few hundred feet from his destination, a familiar but unbelievably powerful former villain flickered into existence.

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with Scatterbrain

Clad in green pants, purple boots and a green shirt with purple lightning designs, with spiked up brown hair, Owen Reece AKA Molecule Man AKA The Man who made a 150 Billion Ton mountain almost instantly floated across from Izuku, his arms crossed over his chest smugly though his face said otherwise. Knowing he absolutely had 100% no chance in a fight, Izuku resorted to his greatest asset: the intellect of one of the smartest humans on this Earth.

"Molecule Man, what can I do for you today?"

Owen gave Izuku an apologetic look.

"For what's it's worth little man, I'm sorry, but the higher ups are making me do this."

Izuku's eyes widened in fear, somehow knowing what was going to happen. Before he knew it, Owen placed his hand against Izuku's chest, the mark of curse Loki placed upon him flaring up in alarm.

Just like that, Izuku vanished from this universe, the last thoughts going through his waking mind damning the higher ups.

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Free Working Tool

As Izuku is disassembled, a series of images flash through his mind, but he ignored them, passing them off as hallucinations.

Izuku is firing a beam of sorts from his gauntlet at a Sludge Villain, the liquid criminal freezing almost instantly as Bakugo was helped by the 'heroes' nearby

Izuku standing over three defeated individuals, the one girls long, criss crossing blue hair, one of the boys short blonde hair similar to an old cartoon character and the others dark hair giving no indication of their identity

Izuku in a low level Hulkbuster armor going toe to toe with a bird like creature, their punches creating a shockwave that shattered the glass of a dome like structure

Robbie and a girl with plant like hair that was on fire launching themselves towards someone with metal teeth in a bodysuit and a white haired guy who looked like he just died

A bear-rat-dog chimera being pinned under gun point by a raccoon with an advanced looking gun

A brown skinned being with a horse like head clad in Thor's armor, catching All Mights fist without trouble, disregarding the spear lodged in his chest and his near death state

A man without a nose lying in a pool of his own blood, riddled with bullet wounds and broken limbs, and as he lay dying he stared into the uncaring eyes of his killer, the white skull of his kevlar armor mocking him

Laura was making attempts to swipe her claws at a young man with gray hair, fear plastered on his face behind his hand mask while one of his hands was wrapped around her throat

A tall man in a business suit with a black skull like mask trembling in absolute fear as two glowing green eyes stared at him from within pitch black darkness

Izuku standing in defiance against an unseen force, his armor forming over his body, sparks of green lightning generating spontaneously. He crossed his arms over his chest before spreading them, an incredibly powerful Unibeam racing towards its target, eight different colors spiralling alongside it.

MY MARVELOUS ACADEMIA

Chapter Text

Elsewhere

Japan

In a nicely furnished master bedroom, the rising sun peaking through the sliding glass door, two individuals of significant height difference slept in their bed; the blonde haired husband acting as the big spoon as he hugged his green haired wife. As the married couple cuddled together, their alarm clock went off, signaling the start of their day and routine. Drowsy, the woman heaved herself out of bed.

Standing at 5'6, Inko Midoriya AKA the Pro Hero 'Magnetic', clad in black bra and panties, Inko raised her arms above her head, thrusting her large and perfectly round breasts forward, each one about 3/4 the size of her head, making them seem slightly bigger than they already were as she felt her body loosen up. Resting her arms against her curvaceous side, Inko spread her thicc legs and thighs as far as she could and stretched downwards in an effort to touch her toes, bringing out the full effect of her perfectly round bum.

Hearing her husband entering his own bathroom to prepare for the day, Inko quickly walked to her bathroom with ease. Closing the door behind her, Inko took in her bathroom; complete with a large tub built into the ground, more than large enough for her, a walk in shower, a sink, a few cabinets and drawers filled with various commodities, and a full body mirror; one that she was now looking into.

Performing a few sexy poses, some that emphasized her extra thicc body, as the kids called it, Inko stared back at herself, happier than she was seven years ago, but still incomplete, not since she lost her darling son Izuku. Just thinking about her long lost child brought the pro heroine down memory lane.

Even though it has been over a month since Izuku vanished off the face of the Earth, Inko still couldn't bring herself to do anything but eat junk food all day.

Despite the life insurance payout guaranteeing she'd never have to work again, Inko wanted nothing to do but eat her troubles away, what with Izuku gone and Hisashi, who despite loving her, divorced her due to his job and sending her money and allowing her to remarry, Inko couldn't care anymore.

Uncaring of the gained pounds and oblivious to the outside world, Inko for a time lost herself.

Ochako Uraraka. Izuku's first true friend and her parents moved into Inkos apartment building a few years later, the saving of many many checks allowing the girl and her parents to move to a relatively cheaper area, making it easier for the family.

Although they moved to a cheaper area and could afford a slightly better life, Ochako unfortunately had to attend Aldera Junior High, where Katsuki Bakugo, without his usual victim/punching bag, decided to attempt and make Ochako his new one.

Fortunately, Ochako wasn't a pushover and fought back hard. Even though she lost every time, that didn't deter her from defending herself.

Inko, after four years of her Hikikomori lifestyle and a few dozen pounds heavier, finally decided to venture outside, ordering a new wardrobe online weeks earlier. A few minutes after going outside, Inko saw a tall, muscular blonde haired man with blue eyes crossing the road, unaware of the speeding truck heading his way.

Without even thinking, Inko attempted to use her Quirk- Attract Small Objects- on him, knowing it wouldn't work but she had to try. To her surprise and the man's silent pleasure, he flew towards her almost instantly and impacted against her, his head cradled in her breasts momentarily. Just in time as a second later the truck sped past where he just was, which would have surely killed him.

After making sure he was alright, not noticing his red face and small nosebleed, Inko was caught off guard when the man, Toshinori Yagi, asked her if he could at least take her to lunch or dinner to thank her for saving his life.

Taking a chance, Inko agreed and they hit it off. A year later and over a dozen dates and meals, Inko and Toshinori got married in private, with Toshinori's closest friends in attendance. Imagine Inko's shock when Toshinori turned into All Might as the man's friends, including Present Mic, Nezu, Gran Torino, Midnight, alongside a few others who cheered as they kissed.

After a few months of training, lost weight, and with All Mights and Nezu's connections, Inko became a pro hero, specialising in rescuing people who were in hostage situations, stuck, etc, although she can hold her own in a fight.

Not wanting to leave any remnants of her son behind, Toshinori moved into her apartment wholeheartedly. Hell, he bought the whole damn building.

Inko was brought out of memory lane by a heavenly decent wafting throughout the apartment home along with her stomach growling.

Quickly bathing, Inko dried herself off and threw on her hero outfit: a simple green jumpsuit that hugged her figure and accuented her curves, along with white gloves, boots, belt and black shoulder guards. Going downstairs, she was welcomed by an American themed breakfast, complete with eggs, toast, bacon and pancakes. Sitting right across from her breakfast was her husband, his large muscular body clad in a yellow suit. Pulling up a chair, Inko and Toshinori promptly began eating their matching breakfasts at a polite pace.

Finished, the couple quickly washed their dishes and brushed their teeth (got to have a white smile when saving lives). Leaving their apartment, Toshinori was just about to lock the door when they heard a loud crash inside. Quickly rushing back in, Inko gasped as she brought her hands to her mouth in shock while Toshinori's jaw dropped in disbelief.

Dragging himself out of their destroyed couch and onto his shaky feet, Izuku put his hands on his knees to steady himself, taking a few deep breaths.

"Izuku?"

Izuku's head shot up when he heard a voice he'd thought he'd never hear again, but there she was, right in front of him, albeit a little curvier. Not even thinking he dashed forward and hugged his mom tightly, a few tears of happiness rolling down his cheeks. Inko hugged back as well, rivers of tears escaping her eyes as she embraced her long lost son.

"I missed you Izuku."

"I missed you too Mom."

Mother and son pulled away from each, content staying silent as to not ruin the moment, although the two of them let a small laugh every so often, completely and utterly ignorant of Toshinori nearby, who despite practically feeling the love a few feet away, was getting nervous as they were supposed to be at the agency in a few minutes.

"Inko, I know how much you've missed Izuku but we're running late. Do you need me to call the agency and tell them that you can't make it?"

"Yes Toshi-dear, please call them I won't make it this week."

Izuku's mind went blank and his pupils dilating in terror at the word 'agency', his heart racing as his breathing started becoming erratic, mumbling in English all the while.

"Nononono, this can't be happening, why me?"

Inko quickly grabbed Izuku's face and held it still, trying to make eye contact.

"Izuku honey what's wrong? IZUKU?"

Izuku's body quickly went limp in a dead faint, whispering one word before falling unconscious again.

"Motherfucker."

Chapter Text

A few hours later

The need to pee awoke Izuku a second time that day, something that annoyed him greatly. Throwing off his All Might themed blanket, the shirtless Izuku rushed to the seemingly empty bathroom. Closing the door, Izuku was just about to pull his pants down when he saw a certain someone was already on the porcelain throne, their red pants down around his ankles.

"WADE! HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE! NO, WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IN THIS PARTICULAR BATHROOM!" Izuku yelled, pure annoyance plastered across his face.

Red spandex around his ankles, Deadpool was so engrossed in his adult magazine, an admittedly pretty woman on its cover that he didn't notice Izuku violently rip a bar off the wall. Thankfully, the black censorship bar was covering his male anatomy, something that his dad, Reed Richards and many of Earth's smartest minds could not explain.

Deadpool: Voiced by Ryan Reynolds

"I don't know little man, the author probably needed a reason to get this story moving. Seriously IdleMan- ow, OW! Hey, stop beating my skull in with that bar!"

"STOP BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL!"

Deadpool quickly pulled up his pants and raised his arms against his head, attempting to block the strikes of the cinnamon roll. After a few seconds, he teleported out, his belt flashing as he did so. Sighing in relief, Izuku did his business before staring at his reflection in the mirror. Numerous scars littered his muscular torso and arms, some small and insignificant, others large and head turning. Most prominent of all was the curse Loki placed on him in 2012.

Covering the entirety of his back, his right pectoral and his entire right arm up to the elbow, the thousands of interconnecting symbols and runes, although beautiful, were a constant reminder of his embarrassing prepubescent mind, especially the seven quarter sized spaces near his collarbone.

"I fucking hate my life. You watch one harem anime before aliens invade Earth and a mind reading norse God curses you with death at 21 unless I get a few girlfriends. Could've died in a worse way."

Walking back to his room, Izuku grimaced at the unnatural amount of All Might merchandise from his youth. Seriously, every square inch that wasn't floor was covered with the image of the muscular blonde. Shaking his head, Izuku began looking for his backpack, hoping that it wasn't too damaged. After a few minutes with no luck, Izuku ventured out to the rest of the apartment. Walking into the kitchen, Izuku opened the fridge and sighed in relief as he found an apple. Taking a bite out of it, Izuku eventually found his backpack in the living room, the destroyed couch replaced with an exact copy.

"That was fast." He mused. Digging into his backpack, Izuku pulled out a red metal brick, interlocking yellow plates shielding the miniature arc reactor inside, conduits pulsing every so often with the human energy powerhouse. Walking over to the computer, Izuku pressed a button on the brick, causing it to pop open, exposing a swirling ball of liquid metal. Without hesitating, Izuku put the brick on the USB port of the PC. Almost immediately, the brick broke down and spread across the casing of the PC as the liquid metal swam around its inner workings. Throwing on a simple T-Shirt, Izuku was pleased when the upgrade was complete.

"Nanomachines Son." Izuku chuckled, remembering the quote of the Metal Gear Solid meme villain. A creation of his own design, the incredibly basic nanomachines were enhanced and improved upon by his father and Reed Richards, allowing them to be used with and as his armor, creating shields, physical weapons, gadgets and other items.

"Harmony, I need you to start researching any nearby locations with a large surplus of metal, preferably junkyards and other places that won't miss it. Also, summon my gauntlets and boots and enroll me at Aldera Junior High ." He requested.

"Very good Sir." The AI responded, a young British girl's voice sounded throughout the room. Inspired by JARVIS, Izuku spent months creating his own AI. Although not as advanced as JARVIS, she got the job done. Not to mention British accents were fucking sexy in his opinion.

Sticking out his hand, the four pieces of super tech zoomed into his lap, just as the front door opened and his mom walked in along with six others: a teenage boy around his age and height, with ash blonde hair, red eyes and a permanent scowl upon his face. With him were his parents: a woman with an hourglass, bombshell of a body, although she was more or less a carbon copy of her son face wise. Next to her was her husband, a toned man with brown hair, glasses and a thin mustache. These were Katsuki, Mitsuki, Masaru Bakugo respectively.

Alongside them was a girl around his age, with brown eyes, brown hair in a bob cut style with two longer bangs framing her face, rosy cheeks in an almost permanent blush, and a slightly pudgy yet curvy body, with breasts about half the size of her head and a slender but firm waist and hips, and what was likely a soft butt.

"Absolutely beautiful." Izuku thought, feeling a blush crawl upon his cheeks as his heart beat a little faster. Tearing his eyes away from the adorable goddess in front of him, he looked at who he assumed were her parents: her mother who was another copy of her child, except with longer hair, and her father who was a large, muscular man with dirty blonde hair. These were Ochako, Tamaki and Yamato Uraraka respectively. (As far as I'm aware of, the parents names haven't been revealed yet, so here we go)

"Oh my God Izuku look at you! What happened to my adorable nephew?" Mitsuki cried, rushing over to give a bone crushing hug.

"I've been well Auntie. How have you and Uncle Masaru been?" Izuku croaked out, feeling his ribs creak under skin.

"We've been well Izuku. It's you we're curious about: you've been gone for 7 years after all." He asked, reaching his hand forward to shake Izuku's outstretched hand, noting the few scars on it along with the strong grip.

Breaking free from his aunt's hug, Izuku walked over to the Uraraka family, bowing to them in greeting. Straightening himself out, Izuku took Tamaki's hand and placed a light kiss on the back of it, causing her to blush and giggle.

"Such a charmer." She remarked.

Moving over to Ochako, he repeated his actions, only this time he stared in her eyes as he spoke to her.

"Belle déesse d'une beauté incomparable, comment pourrait-elle vous servir?" He questioned, a roguish grin marring his face. Before he could flirt anymore he felt a presence standing behind along with daggers being glared at the back of his head, albeit a pitiable attempt. Turning around with a flourish, Izuku brought his hands together as he greeted his old childhood bully.

"Bakugo, you're looking well." Izuku greeted, a shit eating grin on his face.

"Deku." Katsuki ground out, his face in a permanent scowl before he walked off.

Walking to his mom, Izuku gave her a bone crushing hug and planted a kiss on her cheek.

"It's good to be back Mom. Sorry about fainting earlier, I was just so happy my brain couldn't take it, hehe." Although he felt guilty about that white lie, it was better than the brutal truth that would break her heart.

"It's fine sweety, now go wash up, I'm making Katsudon as a welcome back meal." Inko replied, grinning from ear to ear over her son's happiness. Grabbing his equipment, Izuku threw them into his room.

"Harmony please take down all this merchandise." He whispered.

"Very good sir." The AI whispered back.

As he was washing up in the bathroom, his machines doing their task, he heard the door creak open slowly. Looking over, he saw Ochako step in, a blank expression on her face. Before he could ask her a question she rushed forward and glomped onto him, digging her face into his chest.

"Oh my goodness he's ripped!" Ochako thought, secretly enjoying the touch of his body.

"I missed you Midoriya." She confessed, a few small tears pooling in her eyes.

Hearing her sniffle, Izuku started rubbing her back gently, trying to calm her down.

"Hey now, no need for tears. It's fine and everything will be ok. Now, tell me what's wrong Uraraka-san?" He asked, running his hand up and down her back.

"It's that fucking asshole Bakugo-

"What a surprise." Izuku mused.

"Ever since my parents and I moved here he's been going after me relentlessly: all because I want to go to UA along with him. You remember how my family isn't so well off? I want to go to UA and become a hero for my parents so they can have an easier life but that asshole's ego can't fathom the thought of a classmate wanting to be a hero too." She vented, her tears staining Izuku's shirt.

Feeling Izuku pull away, she was puddy in his hands when he tilted her face upwards.

"You want to beat him? Make it clear not to mess with you?" Izuku asked.

Ochako nodded, a serious look making its way across her face.

"I was hoping you'd say that. In one week, after I get settled back I'm going to start training you in hand to hand combat: and before you ask why, there are many reasons. One, you were my first true friend, so that comes with a few bonuses. Secondly, from what I remember about Bakugo, along with input from a therapist my adopted dad attends, he is an asshole, and if your distress is anything to go by, he hasn't changed at all, so this is a long time coming. Third, I want a shot at him: the probability of him going after me once you beat him is near certain and considering the hell he put me through for seven years, I want my pound of flesh from him. Fair?" Izuku asked, sticking out his hand.

"Fair." Ochako replied, taking his outstretched hand and shaking it.

"I have to ask though, and don't take this the wrong way, but how are you going to beat Bakugo? Assuming you're still Quirkless you are at a disadvantage Midoriya-san."

Izuku chuckled.

"First of all, call me Izuku, you've definitely worthy of calling me by my first name. Second, can you keep a secret Uraraka-san?" He asked, leaning in and whispering.

"Call me Ochako: it's only fair. Yeah I can keep a secret Izuku." She replied, a giddy smile illuminating her face.

"When people I consider uncles are capable of destroying Earth, and you fight alongside them and against villains strong enough to fight them, you have to find a way to even the playing field. Considering all that, Bakugo and even All Might tend to pale in comparison. Now, shall we head to dinner?" Izuku whispered, holding his arm out for her.

Taking his arm, a speechless Ochako allowed Izuku to guide her along, a blush across her face over his muscular arm, semi lewd thoughts running around in her mind.

Unknown to them, Inko was around the corner, her eyes wide at the bombshell her son just dropped.

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Without any struggle at all, the bloody and bruised All Might collapsed backwards, laying against a large slab of concrete.

The stadium, no, the world was silent, in shock as the god-like figure that was the Number One hero was completely at the mercy of the Quirkless teenager that defeated him so soundly.

As All Might sat there barely conscious and wheezing, Izuku walked forward, not caring of his audience: all that mattered was that he proved everyone wrong.

As he stalked forward, his armored footsteps echoed loudly, each clang like a physical blow to the Quirked people of the world, another crack in their belief that they were superior. Izuku took off his helmet, allowing everyone to see his cold and calculating gaze, his emerald eyes seemingly in flames with righteous fury. Stopping a few feet away from him, Izuku gazed down at All Might with indifference before he started yelling at him.

"WHY DID YOU FORCE ME DO THIS?"

Izuku's gauntlets detached themselves, reassembling themselves into a drone of sorts, firing a beam of light at the broken hero, his bruises slowly but surely vanishing.

"THINK ALL MIGHT!"

His boots detached, combined and turned into a type of brace, attaching itself onto All Might's broken right arm, the bones realigning with a sharp crack.

"YOU TOLD ME THAT WITHOUT A QUIRK YOU CAN'T BE A HERO!"

The rest of Izuku's armor flew off and turned into a medical stretcher, sliding itself under the injured man and flattening itself to align with the ground.

"BUT GUESS WHAT?"

As the stretcher began to hover away, Izuku walked alongside it leaning down to whisper one last thing to All Might.

"This Quirkless kid just beat and healed your ass like it was nothing."

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"First of all, call me Izuku, you've definitely worthy of calling me by my first name. Second, can you keep a secret Uraraka-san?" He asked, leaning in and whispering.

"Call me Ochako: it's only fair. Yeah I can keep a secret Izuku." She replied, a giddy smile illuminating her face.

"When people I consider uncles are capable of destroying Earth, and you fight alongside them and against villains strong enough to fight them, you have to find a way to even the playing field. Considering all that, Bakugo and even All Might tend to pale in comparison. Now, shall we head to dinner?" Izuku whispered, holding his arm out for her.

Taking his arm, a speechless Ochako allowed Izuku to guide her along, a blush across her face as she internally gushed over his muscular arm, semi-lewd thoughts running around in her mind.

Unknown to them, Inko was around the corner, her eyes wide at the bombshell her son just dropped.

Roughly One Week Later- Outskirts of Dagoba Municipal Beach

"You almost had me there, Ochako-chan."

"A little lower next time: never go for the head unless it's certain."

"Ow! Nice hit! A little to the left and a bit more force would really hurt someone."

Izuku and Ochako were definitely a strange sight as they walked to Dagobah Municipal Dump- I mean Beach, the hot blazing sun beating down on them from the sky. Both of them clad in simple workout clothes and a backpack on his back, Izuku was fiddling with one of his gauntlets, 98% oblivious to the outside world. The remaining 2% he was using to dodge Ochako's strikes, the upbeat brunette taking his lessons to heart and was quickly becoming a force to be reckoned with.

She was leagues behind over 99% of the powerless fighters Izuku knew, he'll admit, but she was definitely ahead of most the non hero individuals of this world and was catching up quickly.

After a while the duo made it: what was once a beautiful beach, complete with white sand and crystal clear waters, now was a horrific landfill littered with garbage, old furniture and the like.

"IS THAT A FUCKING FRIDGE!? Izuku bellowed, pure disbelief on his face, ignoring the stares he was getting.

Indeed, a fridge was sticking out of the sand, along with an old truck, a mannequin, and a few other ridiculous pieces of garbage.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, both in annoyance and to block the smell of hot garbage, Izuku gave a deep sigh of resignation. Taking his backpack off, Izuku started digging inside, pulling out water bottles for Ochako and himself, Izuku pulled out a small, hand held device reminiscent of a tape recorder from the Pre-Quirk.

Original Creation: Trash Nullifier

At the request of many of Earth's smartest minds, Reed Richards along with Thor and other intergalactic minds reverse engineered The Ultimate Nullifier: creating much more manageable machines designed for more mundane tasks, such as removing garbage, and only removing garbage.

Aiming the device at an exceptionally large mountain of trash, Izuku gained a maniacal grin as the tons of trash violated the laws of conservation and mass and disappeared completely, leaving behind only items of various value. Chuckling in a villain like manner, Izuku began rapid firing the Trash Nullifier, running around with stars in his eyes, unknowing of the tall girl with black hair in a ponytail watching him go nuts.

…..

Momo Yaoyorozu was usually a calm and collected girl: growing up and living in high society tends to stomp out one's actual personality in favor of what was expected. When she hit puberty things just got worse as her body quickly blossomed into one of incredible beauty, gaining an hourglass-like figure that left her feeling like an object as various boys her age and even some girls stared at her. Between the constant suitors, parties and just acting like a robot, Momo very rarely had a chance to be herself and geek out. So when she saw literal mountains of trash vanish before her eyes, her curiosity and inner repressed childhood was going into overdrive.

"Zap." Izuku drawled.

Izuku was starting to get bored of this, just walking around zapping garbage out of existence for the past 5 minutes. Despite the fact over half the garbage was gone, he was honestly getting sick of it really quickly.

He lived for excitement and adrenaline god damnit, he couldn't live like this! Lazily pointing at another trash pile, Izuku was just about to fire another shot when a voice sounded right behind him.

"Can I perhaps try?"

Turning around fast enough he swore he got whiplash, Izuku came face to face- well, face to breast- with a taller girl with long black hair tied up in a spiky ponytail and eyes. As he gazed at her admittedly attractive face, determining whether or not to let her use it, he pondered. As he pondered his peripheral vision took in her physical appearance and silently admitted she was fucking hot. Taller than him by a few inches, the mysterious girl had a curvaceous figure most women in Japan would kill for, with breasts a few inches smaller than her own head, a semi-thin waist, and a wide pair of hips and if he was to take a guess, a large, round and soft ass, comparable in size to her breasts. Clasping her hands together in front of her in a sort of prayer, she unintentionally made her large breasts bigger than they were.

"Eh what the hell, here ya go Ms.?" Izuku questioned, handing the device over to the girl, catching the childish gleam in her eyes.

"Oh, I'm Yaoyorozu Momo. So how does this work exactly?" Momo bowed, an eyebrow raised in speculation.

"I honestly have no idea. All I know is that it removes garbage and ONLY garbage from existence. Just aim at some trash and press the button. Oh, I'm Midoriya-Stark Izuku and my friend over there is Uraraka Ochako, but you can call me Izuku." Izuku sheepishly replied, a cheeky grin on his face that made Ochako and Momo's mind go blank for a second.

"So pure!" They internally squealed, light blushes on their faces.

Nervously, Momo pointed the device at a pile of trash, unsure of whether she wanted to do this. Shaking her head, she steeled her nerves- she was going to be a hero damnit! Pressing the button, her jaw went slack as the device did what it was supposed to do: vanishing garbage from existence. Not really paying attention, Momo walked around aimlessly, zapping garbage as Izuku and Ochako walked alongside her.

"So Yaoyorozu-san, what brings you to this soon to be former dump?" Izuku inquired, easily blocking a strike from Ochako.

"Considering I'm entering my last year of middle school, and in order to appease my parents-

Izuku's eyes narrowed in concern.

-I'm enrolling in UA when I'm old enough, as being a hero is something I've wanted to do for years. As I am more than likely going to be accepted upon applying, I've elected to survey the surrounding area and learn about it for when I move down here. What about you two?"

Izuku took a sip of water, easily ducking under a kick from Ochako.

"As of right now, we're training for when the Entrance Exam takes place, you can never start too early you know. Along with that, we're just doing community service as you can see." Izuku lazily replied.

"Very true." Momo agreed. Feeling her phone vibrate, Momo pulled it out, only to be saddened by the message she received.

"Unfortunately I must get going as the train will be leaving soon. However I did enjoy our conversation, regardless of how brief it was. Might we exchange numbers so we may continue?" Momo requested, a disappointed tone coating her words as she handed back the Trash Nullifier.

"Of course!" The duo answered. Pulling out their phones, the three teens quickly exchanged their numbers before Momo walked off the beach and towards the train station. As the two watched Momo vanish into the distance, Ochako turned to her best friend.

"She seems nice, I like her."

"Indeed she does seem nice, albeit a tad awkward, but I bet we can do something about that. Alright now, since a majority of the beach has been cleared up, we have enough space to start our training regiment. First thing we're going to do is jog until we drop." Izuku agreed before his voice took on a tone similar to that of a drill sergeant.

Deep within Ochako's subconscious, a tiny bit of her worried about what she got herself into but that part was immediately squashed out as she saw Izuku stretching, a sliver of his abs were peeking out from underneath his shirt.

Meanwhile on the train, Momo was beginning to doze off, hours of public transport taking its toll on her body. Feeling her phone buzz once more, Momo lazily pulled it out. Struggling to read her text, it did bring to her face when she did manage to read.

Izuku & Ochako: We really enjoyed our brief conversation today. We wish you luck and we'll talk to you next time.

Elated, she quickly texted back.

Momo: I enjoyed it as well. I'll text you next time I get to.

Text sent, Momo finally fell asleep for the remainder of her trip home, dreaming of fun times with her hopeful friends.

Back in Dagobah

Izuku was currently carrying an exhausted Ochako on his back, the sun leaving the sky, creating a gorgeous scenery as the beach was completely spotless. Trying not to blush as he felt her breasts pressing against his back, Izuku trudged forward, the apartment complex right up ahead. Expertly opening the door with his fingers, Izuku quietly walked up a few flights of stairs before reaching Ochako's apartment. Lightly kicking the door a few times, it was soon opened by the imposing form of her father.

Having a silent conversation with their eyes, Izuku wordlessly handed Ochako over to Yamato, to which the older man gave him a nod of gratitude, one that Izuku returned. Walking up another flight, Izuku walked in only to come face to face with someone he barely saw a week ago.

"Who the hell are you supposed to be?" Izuku remarked, crossing his arms across his chest impatiently.

Standing a few feet away from him was a tall, muscular, blonde haired man with blue eyes. Suppressing a yawn, the older man turned back to Izuku, eyes widening in surprise.

"Oh boy." The blonde man muttered.

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"With a Quirk like yours, I can stand up to All Might himself!"

As the sludge villain was focusing on forcing himself down Katsuki's throat, he didn't notice Izuku run right up to him and start singing, his melodic voice permeating the air and drawing attention to himself.

"Ooh child things are gonna get easier, things are gonna get brighter."

The sludge villain, Katsuki, and everyone else watching stopped what they were doing and stared at the green haired teen in front of the villain, the apparently suicidal teen staring the villain dead in the eyes as his body moved to an unheard rhythm, tapping his foot and snapping his fingers.

"Listen to these words, ooh child things are gonna get easier, things are gonna get brighter."

Seemingly forgetting where he was, Izuku began dancing in place, his incredible moves both infuriating the villain and sparking jealousy from most of the onlookers.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" The villain bellowed, the surface of his body rippling in agitation.

"I'm distracting you ya big turd blossom." Izuku replied, quickly spinning around to the other direction.

The villain barely had time to react before he was blown apart by an incredible wind pressure, the mountainous form of All Might standing behind where he was, fist extended.

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"Who the hell are you supposed to be?" Izuku remarked, crossing his arms across his chest impatiently.

Standing a few feet away from him was a tall, muscular, blonde haired man with blue eyes. Honestly, Izuku almost mistook him for Thor considering how similar they were, both in stature and features. However, the mysterious blonde did not have the sheer presence the thunder god possessed. Suppressing a yawn, the older man turned back to Izuku, eyes widening in surprise.

"Oh boy." The blonde man muttered, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

"I'm Toshinori Yagi, and I'm your step-father." Toshinori said, deciding to bite the bullet and be honest with his stepson, holding his hand out to the green haired teen.

"Izuku Midoriya-Stark, Quirkless, and it's nice to meet ya." Izuku took the outstretched hand, noting how Toshinori's eyes widened at the sight of the scars on his hand.

"Welp, I have school tomorrow so we'll continue this another time. Good night."

The Next Day

Izuku, like every other day, woke up at 5:30 AM, get dressed for his intense morning workout, return home around 6:30, shower and eat breakfast with his mother and stepfather (still weird in his mind) while watching the morning news before heading out for school, in which he quickly rose to the top student academically.

That was the plan anyway, as some villain was rampaging through town and had caused all the trains coming in and out of the area to grind to a halt for safety reasons. As it was the morning rush hour, there were quite a lot of people in the immediate area, which put them in harm's way as the villain smashed some of the steel railings for the tracks, which caused some large debris to fall would have crushed more than a few people (fucking idiots Izuku would call them) if not for a timely intervention of a pro hero who was able to catch the debris before it caused any harm.

"Oh, it's Death Arms!"

"He carries out justice through his great physical strength, The Punching Hero!"

As he carried the heavy steel load away and threw it a safe distance, another hero made their appearance, this one using water to form a sort of barricade to help the police keep the civilians back from the rampaging villain. "Everyone, this is dangerous, please stay back!"

"The rescue specialist, Backdraft, is here too!"

"But man, turning into a monster is an amazing quirk."

"What did he even do?"

"Apparently he stole someone's bag and when he got cornered, he went out of control."

"A Quirk like that and he's a bag snatcher."

"Absolutely moronic. All these Darwin Award contestants can't fathom the idea that these 'heroes' could fail. If Death Arms or Backdraft get taken out, they're prime fucking targets to be taken hostage at the bare minimum, which will makes things even worse! I can't fucking believe I used to like this place." Izuku thought to himself with a bored expression as he watched the scene with his fellow morons- I mean humans.

He did notice another figure make their appearance as a man covered with spandex and wood run to meet the villain head on, and if Izuku's own recent memories weren't enough, the screams of joy from some of the younger women in the crowd reminded him of who this was.

"YOU CAN DO IT KAMUI!"

"Must they screech so loudly? He can't fucking hear you, you hellspawned fangirl." Izuku silently insulted the bane of all existence as he watched how Kamui Woods swung and bobbed around the attacks from the villain using his wood to form ropes to latch on to stuff and swing around.

"Limited in speed and area that he is effective in, let alone can help: although he could potentially have a wide area of potential, he will ultimately be incredibly niche in what he can do." Izuku graded the wooden hero internally.

Considering he is most likely one of, if not the smartest person on the planet currently, he could safely say his grade was fair.

"Get away!" the villain yelled at Kamui Woods before he tried another wing at him only for Kamui woods to expertly dodge the attack and land on the train station's terminal roof.

"Illegal use of powers during rush hour and robbery resulting in bodily injury. You are the incarnation of evil." Kamui spoke as he stretched out his arm. Meanwhile Izuku snorted in disbelief, ignoring the stares of the others near him.

"Oh puh-leeze, this is literally a bottom tier criminal right: a common thug. Meet Mr. Sinister, Apocalypse, Dr. Doom, or Galactus and then we'll talk. Hell, fucking MODOK is more villainous than this guy. Speaking of, I wonder how he and the family are doing, I haven't talked to Melissa in awhile." Izuku both criticized and pondered as he'll be honest, Melissa was cute and he generally liked the family.

If MODOK wasn't trying to take over the world, Izuku genuinely did enjoy talking with him.

"Pre-emptive Binding: Lacquered Chain Prison!" the wooden hero shouted.

"How could anyone be this fucking retarded? You are literally telling someone who could is dangerous and could possibly kill you or others what you're going to do. You might as well say left punch, right hook, etc just as you're about to throw those punches." Izuku facepalmed, appalled at the absolute stupidity of those entrusted to save lives.

Or at least, that should have happened since one last hero made their appearance at the same time.

"Canyon Cannon!" a giant woman shouted as she drop-kicked the poor man so hard he flew off the train tracks, went through the wall of the track-way and painfully smacked into the adjacent building, knocking him out on impact. Meanwhile the crows, police and heroes were shocked at the surprise entry.

"Eh?" And poor Kamui Woods was left still standing in his striking pose with his branches still reaching out to capture an opponent no longer in front of him. The newcomer landed in the meantime and then for some reason, the…male-only crowd of photographers started taking many, many pictures.

"Here it is, here it is, here it is, here it is." They all spoke in unison which was kinda creepy.

"Fucking creeps." Izuku sneered

"Today is the day of my debut, my name is Mt. Lady. A pleasure to make your ass-quaintance." And as she said this rather lewd line, she had slightly bent to emphasize her now, well it was still relatively large for her body, giant ass to the crowd, which as expected garnered even more photos taken of her.

Izuku raised an eyebrow, silently appraising the attractive woman.

Based on her body proportions, he'd say she would be about 5'4 to 5'6, and was a voluptuous young woman who had purple eyes with white pupils, with elegantly long eyelashes. She had long, voluminous, creamy blonde hair reaching her waist, drawing attention to her admittedly large behind and hips, which was moderately larger than her chest(an odd combination of large, round, soft yet firm that suited her mused Izuku) with two shorter strands curled to frame her face, parted slightly to her left.

Her hero costume was composed of a purple and pale tan-colored skin tight bodysuit, which was accented with orange stripes. The suit appeared to have a pair of purple gloves with orange accents on the edge of the cuff. The design was similar for her "boots" which were cut off at the thigh in a deep v-shape. The suit also had three peculiar orange diamond-shaped dots on the purple top that are located under her sizable chest, her breasts the size of her head, and she also wore a purple domino mask with horn-like protrusions on the sides.

"Considering it IS her first day, I can already tell that she is already thinking unlike these other guys, although her methods can use some work. She went in and ended the threat as quickly as possible, not even making herself known until last second, reducing the chance of idiot casualties, and although collateral damage will always be a concern, something that can be worked on, the positives outweigh the negatives her Quirk will bring to the table. If people don't crowd around her she can be an unbelievable force to be reckoned with the right mindset, technique and arena. Considering her Quirk and assuming this is the only size she can be, she can easily be helpful in a variety of scenarios: someone is trapped under something, a large group of thugs, a source of crowd control, allowing allies to focus on other targets. Has incredibly great potential for a diverse area of usefulness." Izuku graded, honestly impressed by the blonde bombshell, who despite literally just starting, was already reasonably more intelligent than companions.

"Harmony, do a background check and put Mt Lady in the AI tab, would you please?" Izuku whispered.

"It is done boss."

"Thank you. Also, give her 8/10 for that pun: I felt it was a little forced."

Later that day at Aldera Junior High

"Since this is your last year of junior high, it's time for you to think seriously about your future," His instructor began, looking out towards the class, "I'll pass out handouts for your future plans now, but…" The instructor snatched his own desk rather violently.

"You're pretty much planning to go into the hero course, right?" The Instructor threw his own papers behind him, sounding rather joyful with that last bit.

The students all yelled yes, all showing off their quirks because they had the opportunity to. The teacher attempted to reason with the children, saying how as cool as their quirks were, it was against school rules to use them.

"Teach.." A new yet familiar voice began, the red eyes of Katsuki shifting his view from the ceiling to the teacher in question, "Don't lump us all in the same group. I'm not gonna get stuck at the bottom with the rest of these rejects!"

And he was immediately ganged up on by the rest of the class, exclaiming how unnecessary that really was. Bakugo was enraged slightly, "You all should shut up like the extras you are!"

The Teacher, seeing a chance, spoke out.

"Oh, if I remember correctly, you want to go to U.A. High, right, Bakugo?" He read it off a paper, and the rest of the class sounded surprised, muttering things about how prestigious it really was. Bakugo began to fix himself in his seat, jumping up into his desk.

"That's exactly why you all are extras.. I aced the mock test! I'm the only one at this school who could possibly get into U.A." A new fire lit in the violent teenager's eyes, "I'll definitely surpass All Might and become the top hero!" He clenched his fist and threw into the air with this proclamation.

The teacher continued, unphased by Bakugo's behavior.

"Oh yeah, Midoriya wanted to go to U.A. too, right?"

Snore

"Midoriya, WAKE UP!" The teacher shouted, flicking an eraser at the obviously sleeping teen, who opted to sleep through all this. He knew all of this and more, why bother?

The students looked at Izuku for a good long moment, before busting out into bouts of laughter, something the teacher didn't really attempt to stop.

The only one who didn't laugh was Bakugo, who stated his opinion rather loudly. He slammed his hands into Midoriya's desk, Izuku only now really waking up, his green eyes unamused.

"What?! You?! What chance do you have?!" Bakugo shouted loudly, before standing up straight, "You have no chance! You're below the rejects! You're Quirkless!"

Izuku yawned before staring at Bakugo with a disinterested look.

"First of all, calm down Sourpatch, you are beyond rude and incredibly loud: I'm contemplating earmuffs just to deal with you. Secondly, what chance do you have with that attitude of yours? I've met villains with better personalities than you. Beyond that, oh I can explode things, nevermind the fact I'll probably make things worse than the villain who is probably running away with a purse or food: collateral damage, suicidal bystanders and just the fact picking up after you would be a pure pain in the ass." Izuku lazily taunted Baukgo, not batting an eye as the firecracker got more and more angry.

Ignoring him, Izuku stood up and looked at the rest of his classmates.

"As for the rest of you, unless you're also attempting to enroll in U.A, more specifically the Hero Course, then please kindly shut up: I don't take criticism or advice from hypocritical people who don't even bother to do or try what I do." Izuku lectured the other teens, who had enough humility to look a little ashamed.

Then the bell rang, with Izuku quickly leaving, his classmates pondering his words, potentially leading them to become better human beings.

Naw who am I kidding, they're still going to become terrible people.

Walking out of the school and easily dodging any and all attempts to disrupt him, Izuku pulled out his phone, looking at the various texts he received throughout the day.

Mom/Magnetic: I'll be home late today, there's a villain I've been chasing who's been on the run all day

Ochako-chan: I can't hang out after school today, I need to help my parents with something

Momo-san: Izuku, I don't know why I didn't think of it, but making my weapons partially diamond was absolutely genius

Izuku mindlessly ran rand calculations and simulations in his thoughts as he continued his walk home, a habit he somehow picked up to pass the time. Sadly he heard this morning that his usual route was undergoing construction at this time, which meant he had to take a completely new route. Nothing wrong with that of course, it's always nice to experience new things.

The teen couldn't help it as a feeling of slight unease crept upon him while walking through an old tunnel, years of experience and instinct beginning to slowly rear its head. The mixture of it became darker and more pronounced the further he went inside, with more and more vandalism the deeper he went in.

He felt as if he was being watched.

Whispering, he commanded his tech to make an invisible, air tight mask, not wanting to potentially tisk suffocation from an unknown force.

Rule 1: Always make sure you can breathe: that shit's important!

"You'll make a perfect skin-suit for me to hide in, kid," a rough and gritty voice spoke from behind. He lazily turned around and watched, disgusted as green sludge began oozing its way up from the sewer. It twisted and turned, its height nearing the ceiling of the tunnel. Yellow eyes filled with malice stared down at him, a manic grin forming and showing its jagged and broken teeth. Without warning it sent numerous tendrils at him, which Izuku dodged with practiced ease, taunting it as he did so.

"Eww eww, for the love of God don't touch me, I just took a nice shower today and you look like you've been rolling in shit your whole life. Or maybe you are made of shit: I don't know or care. You're disgusting is all I'm saying. Have you tried investing in skin care?" Izuku joked, although he was dead serious about not wanting to be touched.

"Stay still you little shit!" The slime growled, clearly agitated.

Deciding to be a little cheeky, Izuku immediately stood still, arms at his side and feet touching each other. Sending a few tendrils of slime out, the sludge could only cry in rage as Izuku started dodging again at the last second, lazily leaning backwards as he looked at the tendrils that flew over his head.

"FOR FUCKS SAKE JUST GET OVER HERE YOU SHIT STAIN! The slime roared, opting for the primal tactic of rushing at Izuku.

"SPEAK FOR YOURSELF! AT LEAST I'M HOUSEBROKEN!" Izuku fired back, commanding his tech to discreetly create a gauntlet, hoping to end this quickly, although he wouldn't need to.

The manhole cover would fly up, and a rather big figure would emerge from it. Not as big as Hulk, Abomination or Juggernaut Izuku saw, but big enough they looked like they could take a hit or two from them. The Villain stiffened up, looking at the figure with a glint of fear.

It was All Might.

"It's fine now, young man… I am here!" All Might.

"All might…" He breathed, his eyes wide with nostalgia: his first inspiration for being a hero was standing right in front of him.

Don't get him wrong, The Avengers, X-Men and various other heroes of his world were his favorites (he would admit he was biased) but meeting your first idol would always have a place in someone's heart, regardless of the person.

The next thing Izuku knew, All Might and the Villain engaged in a fight, ending very quickly with All Might pulling back his fist and yelling out his attack, "TEXAS SMASH!" It barely even connected with him, connecting with the air, and the sludge villain exploded, knocked unconscious.

He blinked for a few moments. All Might looked at his step son, worried. Was he okay? Was he too late? He took a step towards him.

"Young man? Are yo—" He was interrupted by Midoriya, who cut him off.

"I'm fine big guy, I've had worse come after me." Izuku stated, picking up an empty bottle that was exposed during the brief scuffle. Handing it to All Might, the hero seemingly read Izuku's mind and quickly stuffed the villain in the bottle.

"Oh thank goodness for that young man! What is your name, perhaps an autograph is now due?" All Might chuckled at his own joke. Seriously, everytime he saved the day, people wanted an autograph, not that he minded.

"No thank you, but I do have a question."

All Might raised an eyebrow in curiosity. In all his years of heroism, not one fan denied an autograph. Considering how Izuku was clearly a huge fan of his, if his bedroom was anything to go by, this was even more strange.

"And what is that young man?" All Might asked, secretly hoping it wasn't the question he suspected.

"Can someone without a Quirk be a hero?" Izuku asked, unwavering emerald orbs staring straight into blue ones. A question that he knew the answer to, hell he fucking is one: rather this was a test. Away from the press, live television, etc, anything that would influence the Number One hero into saying what was wanted, not what he thought. What All Might truly thought.

Internally, Toshinori was praying to every god he could think of, even though he expected it. As much as he wanted to say Izuku could, he knew better. Lightly trailing his left side, Toshinori reminded himself of what almost happened to him.

"No, you can't be a hero without a Quirk." Toshinori stated, kneeling down and lifting up his shirt to reveal a very thin and faint scar, about 2 feet long, that stretched from where his lung was to across the rest of his stomach and internal organs. To Izuku, it appeared to be a last ditch effort at wounding All Might that succeeded, or something that has long since healed.

"About 5 years ago I fought an incredibly powerful and dangerous villain. Near the end of our fight, I slipped up, allowing him to cause this scar, which would've taken out my lung and most of my organs if he had more time to finish the attack. However, before he could finish me, someone who I swore to never reveal to anyone, arrived and easily defeated the villain with power far beyond mine. Before he disappeared, he told me that the world needed a Symbol of Peace, a true hero, and that I would be the best person to do so. He said he would only come back if someone else worthy of that mantle would show themselves: that we deserved to be called heroes."

All Might lowered his shirt and sighed.

"Considering I nearly died that day, with a Quirk as powerful as mine, and I have not heard of any sign of the hero who saved me, I cannot in good conscience condone someone Quirkless going after villains and endangering both themselves and others.

He rose to his feet and patted his shoulder before turning and walking away. "But don't worry young man, there are many other ways to become someone's hero. Firefighting, police work, charity…"

He sighed again. "I'm sure you will find a way, but don't obscure the facts… For your own safety."

All Might jumped into the air, quickly becoming a speck in the distance, unaware of Izuku just staring at him.

Izuku sighed in disappointment. He was honestly expecting that he truly was, but a small part of him hoped that even All Might could believe a powerless hero was possible, even though he was one.

What they say is true: don't meet your heroes.

"Harmony, can you play that back for me?" Izuku asked.

"No, you can't be a hero without a Quirk."

Izuku's eyes narrowed slightly, his brain running a mile a minute.

"Harmony, push up Project AMB/HB and Project SIM as top priorities: I want Project AMB/HB 100% by the time of the Sports Festival at UA and Project SIM by the end of my 1st year. Any other projects I will handle myself personally." Izuku ordered in a tone that left no room for argument.

"It has already started, boss."

Little did both know, the bottle that held the slime immediately fell out of All Might's pocket, but by the time he would realize it, it would take him a few minutes to come back.

Walking home, Izuku saw a decent sized crowd at the end of a street, so he immediately turned in that direction. Peeking his way through the crowd, all thoughts ceased as he saw the villain that was causing havoc.

'That's the same guy who attacked me!' Izuku thought as he saw the same slime villain who tried to take his body through the tunnel earlier.

'That can't be right! All Might captured him.' Izuku then thought back to when All Might was flying through the air.

'He must have dropped the bottle,' Izuku realized.

"Why aren't the heroes doing anything?" a civilian asked as he was a part of the crowd.

"It looks like they met their match, plus the villain captured a kid and things aren't looking so good," another civilian responded.

'He caught someone? In what, 2 minutes?' Izuku said in his mind as he thought back to how he almost touched that thing and he cringed at the thought of somebody else going through the same traumatic experience, albeit MANY times more deadly.

"Wait, I'm confused, isn't that the same villain All Might was chasing earlier today?" one civilian asked.

"What, All Might?! No way he lost, where is he?"

"Can someone call him or something?" a young woman asked

"Seriously, why hasn't he shown up to help the heroes?!"

Before anyone else could really react, Izuku dashed through the crowd, slipping under Death Arms legs and began running toward the slime, a gauntlet forming on one his hands and a mask of sorts began forming in the other.

"NO YOU IDIOT. STOP YOU'RE GOING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED!" Death Arms yelled as he tried to stop the young man from heading straight into danger, only to receive a middle finger for his efforts.

"Not this brat again…" The Slime Villain said as he looked towards Izuku.

"You're toast kid!" The Slime Monster yelled as he aimed his fist towards Izuku. Before it could connect, Izuku brought his gauntlet forward, whirring to life and firing a repulsor blast at the appendage, knocking it back with a small shockwave. Not letting up, Izuku continued his assault, only this time he opted for a low powered beam, swiping at the slime at random but in reality it served a greater purpose. Within seconds, the hostage was revealed, who was none other that Bakugo.

"Deku what the fuck are do-."

Izuku quickly slammed the mask on Bakugo's face, the nanotech creating an airtight filter around his mouth and nose, finally giving him a chance to breathe. Immediately afterwards, Bakugo was sucked from the slime and behind Izuku. Doing a quick 180, Izuku saw that it was his Mom that had finally arrived, panting heavily, sweating pouring down her red face.

"Damn she's really been at. Harmony please switch to the coolant. I'm beyond done with this guy." Izuku murmured to himself and the AI, still in midspin. Hearing a low click, Izuku finished his rotation and brought the gauntlet straight to the villain's face and fired a spray of cold white mist, freezing the villain in his place in seconds, his entire body looking over Izuku menacingly.

Turning back to the crowd, Izuku raised his arms wide at them, a condescending smirk on his face.

"You're welcome." he taunted.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT KID?" Death Arms shouted as Izuku sat calmly to the side of the rescue services, chewing on a piece of gum he was craving.

"Three out of the four of you who were capable of doing something weren't, so I figured I'd show you how Hero work is really done," he lazily remarked. Pulling up his gauntlet, he began showing a few low quality simulations.

"Here, watch this." Izuku told them.

The gauntlet showed three possible ways the heroes could have done something: Kamui Woods going around behind the slime and grabbing Bakugo from behind or sending his wood underground. Backdraft just spraying the slime off with water, stopping both the rampage and preventing more fires from breaking out. Death Arms simply running in there and yanking Bakugo out.

Powering down the simulations, Izuku turned to glare at the heroes.

"Someone could have easily been saved but no, you were too scared about potentially being hurt. The only one I am giving a pass to is tall, blonde and beautiful over there-."

Mt Lady began to blush.

"-and that's only because she couldn't use her Quirk here, considering ALL THE DARWIN AWARD CONTESTANTS WHO CROWDED AROUND A DANGEROUS AREA LIKE THEY WOULDN'T GET HURT FROM THE EXPLOSIONS AND FIRE!" Izuku shouted.

Izuku huffed.

"You people disgust me." Izuku sneered before walking past the dumbstruck heroes. Before he passed Mt Lady, he stopped next to her and leaned in to talk to her.

"I was there this morning for your debut and while I disapprove of some things you did there, I now know why you did them. All I can say is you're better than that. Just be a good person and you'll be rewarded appropriately in time. Also, 8/10 for the pun, I got a good chuckle out of that." Izuku whispered, giving her a light pat on her shoulder, leaving the blushing blonde bombshell to her thoughts, and a green haired mother proud.

It was a few minutes later when an event that Izuku did not foresee occured.

"DEKU!"

Izuku turned around and saw Bakugo running up to him.

"Bakugo?"

"Listen, I would never ask a weakling like you to help me. Don't think you can look down on me. GOT THAT! I was fine by myself. You're just a Quirkless failure who just got lucky! You didn't help me… You did nothing. Don't forget it. I don't owe you anything!" Katsuki then turned around and began to walk off.

Izuku sweatdropped. "My gods what a tsundere"

"I AM HERE!" All Might yelled as he landed in front of Izuku.

"Young man, I came here to thank you. And also to discuss your question from earlier." Toshinori said.

Before Izuku could open his mouth, All Might held a hand out in the universal sign of stop.

"I'm not done. You asked me if someone who is Quirkless can be a hero, and I said you couldn't if you didn't have a Quirk. So when I heard this Quirkless boy try and succeed to save a life and stop a villain somehow, it opened my eyes."

"There are stories about every Hero. How they became Great. Most have one thing in common… Their bodies moved before they had a chance to think. Almost on their own…"

"Young man… You too can become a Hero." All Might said.

"And I deem you worthy of my power. My Quirk is yours to inherit." All Might said as he put out his two hands in a motion like he was trying to give someone something.

"What the fuck are going on about?"

Chapter Text

5 Months until UA Entrance Exam

It was the dead of night, and Musatafu was both quiet and dark, save the occasional car driving down the road or someone turning on their lights for a few moments. It was the city's most peaceful time: if one forgot that the most heinous of crimes occured right under their noses.

In the shady area of the city, far from the majority of the populace, dozens of thugs were loading up a few vans with dozens of highly illegal goods. Drugs, weapons, you name it, it all paled in comparison to their biggest prize: human trafficking. Their leader, Choji Inuzaka was a large muscular bald man, standing at 6'7 with his Quirk, Diamond Skin, making him look like he was made out of diamond. Taking a long drag of his cigar, he called out to his crew in a deep gruff voice.

Quirk: Diamond Skin- The user's skin is made completely out of diamond and cannot be pierced in any way, however the diamond can break under extreme force.

"We almost done boys?" He asked, prompting his right hand man, Kimimaro Lee, a pale, thin man with spiky black hair of 5'7 to reply.

"About another minute or two and we'll be set. Ah man, I can't wait for the pay for this, we'll be set for months!" He exclaimed in a scratchy voice, the hundreds of quills lined his body rattling in excitement, his Quirk, Porcupine Quills going at full effect.

"Hehehe, you're goddamn right we will be, and it's all thanks to you girly." Choji said, leering down at the girl tied up on the ground next to him, his cruel blue eyes staring into the dark green ones of his personal prize, ones which merely stared back with defiance.

Garbed in a simple white dress and sandals, if she was standing, she would be at about 5'6, with a slightly curvy figure with C, bordering D-Cup breasts. Slapped on her wrists were a pair of stolen Quirk repressing handcuffs, disabling her hair, which were actually long, thick vines. Almost completely helpless, she could only glare at her captor and internally prayed that someone would come save her and the others.

This was Ibara Shiozaki, a teenage girl, Christian, hopeful hero and one of the many people kidnapped for human trafficking.

A few dozen meters away, near one of the few alleyways, a large man with bug antenna on his head was wandering off on his own, passing the time idly as he had completed his share of the work and then some. Passing by a trash can, he caught sight of something shiny. His greed taking over, he bent over and grabbed the object. Admiring the near two foot knife, his eyes barely had time to widen before he saw fire in its reflection and something slit his throat.

"Hey Kiba! Where are you man?" A thin woman with an appearance resembling a humanoid mosquito asked her partner, concerned as he was not one to wander off.

"Kiba?" She asked again tentatively, cautiously rounding the corner to where she last heard her comrade. She gasped when all she saw was a human shaped pile of ash blowing away in the warming night air.

"AAAAAAHHHHH!" She screamed, as something wrapped around her legs and dragged her into the dark, followed by a crunch. Her final scream did not go in vain as it warned her comrades.

"Split up! Half of you, stay back and keep whatever the hell this thing is busy. The rest of you, get in the vans, we'll swing back around and get the others!" Choji shouted, roughly shoving Ibara into the trunk of his own car and slamming it shut. Before he could open the driver side door, an unnatural silence permeated the air. Taking a deep breath, Choji turned around only to have a chain meet his face, knocking the spit out of his mouth. Stumbling, he barely gathered his wits before a pair of boney hands harshly grabbed the back of his skull before pulling it downward FAST, where his nose broke against someone's knee with a satisfying crunch. Throwing a blind punch, Choji squealed as whoever he was fighting broke that arm's elbow. Whoever it was that was attacking roughly grabbed his shirt and slammed him into the back of his car, popping open the trunk slightly.

"Look into my eyes, your soul is stained by the blood of the innocent. Feel their pain!"

He didn't have time to think about those words because the last thing he saw was fire: forever.

As the soul of the criminal scum burned and screamed, Ibara peaked through the crack in the trunk to watch what was happening, eyes wide. Not even a few feet away, she saw a skeleton: an actual flaming skeleton with a gem of sorts in its forehead, clad in black leather, did 'something' to her captor and he just dropped dead after he screamed bloody murder for a few seconds. Throwing the apparent corpse to the side, Ibara watched as the skeleton gazed around the area, looking for something. After a few seconds of nothing happening, her savior suddenly popped open the trunk. Frightened, she was perplexed as it gently pulled her from her prison, the flames not even warm. Once she was on her feet, red ashes gathered in the skeleton's hand before a large knife formed, which it used to destroy the handcuffs.

Walking away, the skeleton ripped off the doors of the vans before proceeding to rescue the other captives. As she watched, she felt a warmth of sorts crawl across her face and her heart started beating a little faster.

"What is this sensation I'm feeling? Lord in Heaven help me." She thought to herself, unfamiliar with this sensation.

Cutting off the last of the bindings, the skeleton looked over the people one last time before walking off, numerous piles of ash blowing away into the night air, indifferent of the people he saved.

He did not know how they came here, or why they were here: all that mattered was the guilty paid for their sins. As he walked down the streets, two female figures followed him from the rooftops, one of them pulling bloody quills from her body. They were allies and have been for years. They had nothing to fear.

1 Month until UA Entrance Exam

It was 9 PM as Izuku stalked the darkened streets, almost everything that could reveal his identity covered by dark green rags and cloaks, while his nanotech formed into a pair of clawed gauntlets and heavy boots. Calmly walking out of the alley, Izuku made sure to stomp on every thug he passed, venting his inner rage to a good cause. It took a few weeks, but he eventually figured out his Mom and Toshinori's work schedules. The few days he would be completely alone he went out for vigilante work.

Izuku snorted. Preventing crime was a crime. How did that work? As far as he was concerned, vigilantism should be encouraged as it was basically free hero work, which saved the government money. Sure you didn't get paid but still. Instead, you'd get arrested for it and if you use your Quirk, even in self defense you get in trouble. That's a bunch of easily preventable crimes waiting to happen.

Izuku felt something fall onto his head, making him crease his brow in confusion. Looking up, he sputtered as the apparent rain started coming down, quickly turning a downpour.

"Shit." He ground out before he started running back to the apartment, his boots quickly turning something lighter and with more gripping power. After a few minutes of running at top speed, deftly using the various street lamps, signs and wires to his advantage, swinging around and turning sharply like Peter and Gwen, he was less than two blocks away from his apartment. Ducking into an alleyway, Izuku stood under a fire escape, lightly panting and wiping the water from his face.

"Fuck I'm falling behind on this shit. I have to start picking the routine back up. " Izuku thought to himself. As he started to leave the alley, he heard whimpering inside a dumpster. Immediately opening the lid, his heart sank at the sight before him.

Lying in the corner was a girl, around his age, curled up into a ball as shivered from the cold. Even though she was wrapped up in a thin blanket or towel, Izuku could tell she was relatively thin, with C-Cup breasts and barely any curves that he could see. Hearing a chattering noise, Izuku looked past her messy blonde hair to see her teeth were violently chattering, her prominent fangs poking out from under her lip.

Diving into the dumpster, Izuku picked her up and winced at how light she was. Holding her bridal style, Izuku rushed home, taking care to keep her steady as she burrowed into his chest. Rushing through the building, Izuku quickly and quietly busted into the apartment and into the bathroom and started stripping the wet cloth off of her until she was naked and immediately wrapped her in a few dry towels.

He wasn't a pervert.

Grabbing a pair of pajamas, he threw them on her and wrapped her hair in a towel, making sure every single strand was covered. Carrying her into his bedroom, Izuku glanced over his room, internally thanking his past self for selling all his old All Might merchandise, save one action figure. Instead, beautifully made posters of The Avengers, X-Men, Inhumans, you name it, those heroes adorned his walls. Various gadgets and knickknacks adorned his shelves, ranging from rubik's cubes, puzzle boxes, half finished gadgets, etc.

Tucking her under his heavy blue blanket, he pulled out two pieces of paper and wrote out two notes, and stuck the relevant one for his guest on the dresser nearby.

Dear Random Stranger

I found you freezing to death last night so I took you home. Your wet clothes will be in the laundry and I will allow you to stay as long as you need. Just a warning, if you attempt anything and run, I will find you.

Commanding his nanotech to disassemble, it flowed into one of the rubik's cubes as he put on actual pajamas. Grabbing a pillow and blanket, he set himself up on the couch, placing the other note on the kitchen table.

Dear Mom and Toshinori

Found a girl freezing to death in the rain last night, she's sleeping in my bed and her clothes are in the laundry. Just don't freak out.

Before going to sleep, he spoke to Harmony.

"Harmony, run a background check on this girl please."

"Very good sir. She is Himiko Toga- age 16- birthday is August 7. She was last seen approximately 6 months ago. Her Quirk allows her to transform into other people upon consumption of their blood. There is a 98% chance she chose to live on the streets, as what I've dug up indicates her Quirk has been suppressed to downright dangerous levels."

Izuku growled. "Fucking Christ. I'm assuming it's due to nobody letting her ingest blood?"

"Yes."

Izuku's eyes rolled up as he just let out a deep, guttural growl. "I'll give her blood in the morning, just, we'll deal with it then, alright?"

Chapter Text

"Dominate these fucking noobs." - Sun Tzu

Izuku slowly woke up to the sound of breathing and a weight on his body. Opening his eyes, he nearly awwed at the sight right in front of him. Curled up like a cat, Himiko had her head lying against his chest, her blonde locks everywhere. Looking at her face, his heart melted as he saw she was sleepily nibbling on one of her fingers. Gently freeing one of his hands, he brought it up to her head and began scratching it gently, eliciting a purring like sound from her.

"Oh gods that's adorable." He whispered, which made Himiko wake up instantly, her head shooting up and looking at him, golden cat-like eyes staring at him with childlike curiosity. Sensing her tense up, Izuku quickly lunged forward and wrapped her in a bear hug, barely holding onto the girl, who was violently thrashing with everything she had as she tried to escape. After a few minutes, in which the duo fell onto the floor, her struggles began to die down until she eventually gave up. As she sat there, she flinched as Izuku slowly ran his hand through her hair, hugging her from behind.

"Hey, hey, hey now. It's okay, you're safe now. You're safe now." Izuku whispered into her ear. Bringing his forearm to her mouth, he repeatedly tried to open her mouth with it to no avail.

"For fucks sake drink my fucking blood." Izuku grunted, forcibly opening her jaw and shoving his arm as deep as it would before punching her jaw shut, the crimson liquid quickly pouring out of his wound, flowing down Himiko's throat and a few drops onto his nightwear.

Meanwhile, Himiko was in heaven. Whatever was in his blood, it was impossibly good. Moaning in ecstasy, her eyes rolled into the back of her head in pleasure.

After about 30 seconds, Himiko pulled away, a little bit of blood still on her lips. Letting out a quiet burp, Himiko leaned back sleepily into Izuku's chest, her breathing slowly returning to normal. As she rested against his chiseled chest, he whispered to her.

"It'll be fine from here on out Himiko Toga. You're safe now if I have any say in it." He reassured her, pressing his cheek against the back of her head.

For the first time in months, maybe years, Himiko Toga actually cried.

Izuku Midoriya, wearing an incredibly expensive looking suit, a type of armored suitcase in hand, walked towards the gates of the U.A High with a contained excitement. Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters was much better, he'd admit he was biased, but Izuku couldn't help the small wave of fanboyish glee of passing through the gates of the best hero school in this world pass through his system.

Izuku looked around at the number of fellow examine. Izuku knew that while there were other hero courses across Japan, like U.A.'s rival in the east, Shiketsu High, or even Ketsubustu, but none held a candle to U.A. All Might, Endeavor, Best Jeanist. All Top 10 Pro Heroes that graduated from this very school and all now at the top of the nation, some even say the world. With such famous heroes all graduating from the same place, it was definitely the place everyone wanted to go to, even if the approval rates to get in were super low.

And even if you aren't looking to become a pro hero, U.A.'s Support and Business Courses are held in such prestige in their respective careers that, after graduating, it's guaranteed for you to get any job you want. Even General Studies graduates end up reaching high in society.

"Ahhhhh, U.A, where millions, potentially billions of yen is wasted each year just to teach children to hit people. Jokes on them, I'd do it for free." Izuku lamented, looking at the entrance gate of the prestigious school.

"Would you?" Ochako asked from her best friend's side. Unlike Izuku, she was clad in her middle school uniform. Fiddling with a special 'watch' he gave her, she turned to Izuku, eyebrow raised in disbelief. Izuku turned to grin at her.

"Naw, I'd still charge them, but it'll take a few thousand yen, a tablet and a few signed waivers and I'd make these students the best damn heroes of this generation. Suckers." Izuku chuckled. Stepping forward, he heard a grunt right at his side while his peripheral vision caught the sight of someone falling forward. Not even thinking he dashed over and pulled the nearest shoulder back, allowing both arms to be seen and grabbed. Carefully, he grabbed their upper arms and gently brought them toward him, hugging the very lithe figure closely for less than a second before he stepped away.

"You okay? It'd be bad luck to trip on your first day." He asked, genuinely concerned for the apparent girl he saved. Taking in her appearance, he noted that she was a petite, with almost none existent breasts, fair-skinned girl with a slender build, although from what he could guess, an unparalleled pair of hips and an amazing ass. She had triangular, lazy-looking onyx eyes with notably long lower eyelashes and rather small eyebrows. Her hair was short, only around chin length, and was dark purple in color with an asymmetrical fringe, and two reflections shaped like heartbeat monitor waves on either side of her head. Her most prominent feature was the flexible, plug-like earphone jacks hanging from each of her earlobes at the end of two thin cords.

Flustered, the petite girl blushed before waving him off.

"I-it's fine dude, but thank you for the save anyway." She stuttered, looking off to the side and nervously tapping her Jack's together.

"Holy shit this guy is hot!" She internally squealed, feeling a blush crawl on her face.

"Oh thank goodness for that. Oh, introductions are in order. I am Midoriya- Stark Izuku, and this is one of my best friends, Ururaka Ochako. And you are?" Izuku inquired, both he and Ochako bowing in greeting, although Ochako was glaring at Izuku.

"Well, I'm Jiro Kyoka and we're about to be late, so good luck dudes." Jiro said, wishing luck to the two teens before heading inside.

"Why are you so nice to everyone Izuku?" Ochako asked, still lightly glaring at him.

"Why is he flirting with every girl he sees?" She pondered. She was going to end up with him dammit! Soon. Hopefully .

"Life is too short to be mad at everyone, so I'm nice to almost everyone instead. There are exceptions like Bakugo for example but the point stands. Now, come along Ochako, the exam awaits!" Izuku cheered happily, dragging a flustered Ochako with him.

After completing the written portion of the exam, one Izuku knew for certain that he passed: in record time actually. Izuku sat currently in a large, dark auditorium, hundreds of fellow examinees sitting and waiting for the exam orientation to begin.

And Izuku had to sit right next to his most recent annoyance.

Izuku ignored the Explosion Quirk teen who was glaring daggers at him. Izuku even caught a glimpse of his hands smoking, either as a menacing threat by Bakugou or as an involuntary show of anger.

"Fucking dweeb." Izuku thought.

Suddenly the giant teleprompter turned on, showing a large golden U.A. logo over a blue background. Several stage lights turned on and illuminated the stage area where a man stood. The man was large and lanky, with long golden blonde hair stood up with a curl at the end, a pair of white sunglasses with orange lenses over his eyes, a short blonde mustache and flashed a large smile. He wore what appeared as a black leather jacket with khaki, armored-looking shoulder pads and red plated pads on his elbows with spikes, black leather pants and boots, and even wore black leather, fingerless gloves. Additionally, the top of his jacket had a large collar, a pair of headphones, and a large speaker on his neck.

The figure spoke up to the audience, his voice loud and booming, as music started playing "What's Up U.A. Candidates?! Thanks for Tuning into Me, your School D.J.!" He waved his arms out and shouted "LET ME HEAR YA!"

The auditorium was filled with awkward silence.

"Keeping it mellow, huh?" The figure continued, trying to sound undeterred but his arms shook slightly. "That's alright, I'll skip straight to the main show. Let's talk about how this practical exam is supposed to go down, ok?" He struck a pose and yelled out "ARE YOU READY?!"

Again, the entire auditorium was silent as the grave. Well, almost everybody.

"OH MY GOD JUST GET ON WITH IT!" A mock British sounded out from somewhere in the audience, although no one could pinpoint its source of origin.

"Like Your application said," Present Mic continued, although a snicker or two snuck out. "You rocking boys and girls will be out there conducting 10 minute mock battles in super-hip urban cities!" The screen behind Present Mic changed, the screen now showing a few boxes with letters ranging from A-G all connecting to the large 'You are Here' box. "Here are your joints, my friends. After I dropped the mic here, you'll head to your specified battle centers! Sound good?!"

This time not even Izuku responded to him, as both him and Bakugou checked their cards to see what Battle Center they would be sent towards. Izuku's card has him placed in Battle Center: B, while Bakugou's has him in Battle Center: A.

"I see." Bakugou said as he looked over at Deku's card. "So they're splitting us up so that we can't work with any of our friends."

"Get your eyes off my card!" Bakugou hissed quietly, catching Izuku peeking over.

'But weren't you the one to point this out?' Izuku thought confused. 'Plus, didn't you just look at my card?'

"Dammit." Bakugou cursed. "I was looking forward to crushing you."

'So petty.' Izuku thought.

"Ok ok, let's check out your targets." Present Mic continued. "There are three types of fake villains in every Battle Center. You will earn points based on their level of difficulty, so choose wisely."

The screen behind him showed an image of a bunch of buildings surrounded by three dark silhouettes of their targets. One looked to be a robot with one wheel with two blasters for arms, the second's silhouette looked like a robotic looking Skorupi, with a large stinger and pincer-like legs, and the third looked to be a hulking wide robot with what looked like missile launchers on its shoulders. The first one had a 1P marker on it while the second had 2, and the third had a 3.

"Your goal in this trial is to use your Quirk to raise your score by shredding through these villains like a Machamp going wild on a pile of boulders!" The screen showed a model of Present Mic simply defeating the villains and gaining points. "But check it! Attacking other examiners is a big no no, so try and keep it heroic out there! Ya dig?!"

"Excuse me, sir, but I have a question!" A voice called out, snapping Izuku out of his thoughts.

"Hit me!" Present Mic called out, pointing his finger towards the crowd, where a spotlight shone upon.

Izuku turned to look at the teen in the spotlight, a tall, wide, and sturdy-looking teen, standing straight and rigid like a statue. His hair was a short dark blue, with a small patch shaved near the base of his head, and had a notably pointed jaw. He wore a pair of glasses and also wore a serious expression on his face.

"On the print out, you listed four types of villains, not three." The large teen said, his voice stern sounding, almost like he was reprimanding. He pointed towards a piece of paper with the types of villains, and the teen was right in that there were four villains listed, its silhouette more large and bulkier than the other three.

"With all due respect," The blue haired teen shouted loudly. "If this is an error on official U.A. materials, it is shameful! We are exemplary students! We expect the best out of Japan's most notable school, and a mistake such as this won't do!"

"Additionally, you, with the slicked back hair!" The blue haired teen suddenly shouted, turning and pointing at Izuku, who blinked in surprise. "You've been sitting there doing nothing this entire time! Stop that! If you can't be bothered to take this seriously, then leave! You are distracting the rest of us!"

"MAKE ME!" Izuku shouted back, staring the other teen down. After a few seconds, the other teen backed down wordlessly. Smirking, he turned back around.

Present Mic called out "Ok ok, take a chill pill everyone. And you, Examine 7111, thanks for calling in your request!" Present Mic gave Iida a thumbs up before the screen changed to show the fourth villain type, this one with a zero number over it. "The fourth villain type is worth zero points! That guy is just an obstacle that we will be throwing in your way! There is one of these bad boys in every Battle Center, like a hurdle that you should mostly avoid. It's not because it can't be beaten, there is just no point."

"Thank you very much." The blue-haired teen bowed. "Please continue."

"That's actually all I have to say for you today!" Present Mic said. "I'll sign off with a little present! A sample of our school motto! As General Napoleon Bonaparte once said: A true hero is one that overcomes life's misfortunes. Ya ready to get down?! Let's hear a PLUS ULTRA!"

And once again, silence rang through the crowd.

'Geez. Can't catch a break here with these kids, can I?' Mic thought.

After the presentation from Presentation Michael, I mean Present Mic, Izuku, and several examinees were told to change into any change of clothes that they brought prepared for the practical test.

Izuku opted to remain in his suit, although he discreetly disassembled his briefcase, the mass of nanotech hiding itself with his clothes. He was then led onto a bus with several other examinees. Izuku took note that the blue haired teen, who changed into a blue and white tracksuit, was in his group, looking at him with what Izuku could identify as either annoyance or disapproval. Izuku ignored him.

Izuku also noticed several other examiners, like a blonde haired kid with large blue eyes and a belt with a large blue gem in the middle posing all the time and a large muscled teen with six arms with a mask covering his mask.

Although one individual caught his eye. She was a girl of about medium height, possibly set a little more broadly than some of her other female examinees, with a nice pair of healthy thighs. Due to what was obviously her Quirk, her skin was a light shade of pink, and she had somewhat square shaped eyes, with black sclera and yellow irises, and notably long eyelashes below and around the sides of her eyes.

Her face was framed by short hair, fluffy and unruly, which was a pink color, slightly darker than her skin's. She had two thin, pale yellow horns protruding from her head, hooked squarely and leaning diagonally to opposite sides, which seem to be slightly flexible, able to bend a bit to each side.

Catching a look at her from the corner of his eye, he could tell she was practically jumping her seat with excitement. Cracking a grin, Izuku focused his thoughts inward.

After the bus stopped, they filed out to find themselves in front of two large iron doors with a large concrete wall spanning out towards the whole of the area.

He looked towards his fellow examinees and noticed their relaxed demeanor, although the pink girl suddenly looked nervous. As Izuku took his first steps towards her, he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. He turned to find the hand's owner to be the very same blue haired teen.

"She looks like she is focusing on the trials ahead." The teen said, his directed gaze obviously referring to the girl. "What are you going to do? Distract her and ruin her chances to succeed?!"

Izuku rolled his eyes at what the teen said. He heard the snickers and laughs from the other examinees. Squashing down the urge to be a dick, Izuku recomposed himself and stared down the blue haired teen with an equal stare.

"You have to stop that." Izuku said. The teen paused and stared at Izuku, who stared down Iida with a glare and a hand gripping Iida's hand on his shoulder. "I was going to try and help her calm down and give her some words of encouragement and some advice. I wasn't going to try and distract her. I can see that you are looking out for a fellow examiner, but you can't just assume what someone is going to do without any forward knowledge or evidence. That's not what heroes do. If you were to become a hero with the mindset you have now, then you are going to be a piss poor hero."

The blue haired teen looked at him with shock, Izuku noticing a hint of embarrassment and guilt in his eyes. Izuku could also hear the whispers of shock from the other examinees, but Izuku could care less of what others think of him.

The blue haired teen looked as if he wished to say something but Present Mic's voice called out "Hey Down There Examiners!"

Izuku and the examinees looked above to see that Present Mic was standing over a large concrete structure. "The exam is soon to begin, so get ready!"

Play Kickstart my Heart by Motley Crew

Izuku shook off the teen's hand before walking over to the rest of the group. The blue haired teen quickly composed himself and made his way quickly to the others, along with the black haired teen. Izuku stood at the front of the group, breathing in and out, looking at the doors with concentration as they slowly opened.

Time seemed to slow for Izuku as he breathed.

"Harmony, initiate Model Prime." Izuku ordered.

Seamless red metal quickly flowed out and over Izuku's body and head. As soon as the primary plating was set, a bright silver, borderline white series of plates formed and layered themselves on Izuku's shoulders and waist, forming a type of pauldron and battle skirt respectively. His right forearm bulked up moderately, forming a type of heavy cannon. Next, the silver metal formed a helmet reminiscent of the samurai centuries ago as two mini 'wings' formed near his shoulder blades on his back, each one two feet in length. Finally, the hole in the chest armor sparked to life with a dark green glow, the occasional pulse traveling through his suit.

(This suit is based on Iron Man Armor Model 51: Samurai Mode, the only difference being the color scheme, as Izuku has opted for silver instead of yellow, and green instead of blue, coupled with the cannon on his right arm and the wings on his back.)

The doors leading into the fake city opened and Izuku immediately shot off, leaving a sonic boom in his wake.

When I get high, I get high on speed

Top fuel funny car's the drug for me

"What are you waiting for?!" Present Mic shouted. The examiners turned to him. "That kid has the right idea! There are no countdowns in real life! GO GO GO!"

The examiners quickly realized their mistake and sped off into the city.

My heart, my heart

Kickstart my heart

Back with Izuku, he sped his way through the city, his armor dipping, weaving and flying with speed and dexterity that would leave All Might impressed. With every twist and turn on every road and alleyway he came across, he fired Repulsor Blasts, which crumpled the robots like tissue paper, laser beams which quickly turned them into a molten slag, and micro missiles, which completely and utterly destroyed its target.

Always got the cops coming after me

Custom built bike doing 103

Seeing a lone One Pointer, Izuku rushed toward, flying low to the ground, Izuku dropped and skidded across the ground the last few meters towards his target, leaving a trail of sparks in his wake. As he reached his target, he swung his right arm at it, deploying a near three foot sword from under the cannon, bisecting it in two.

My heart, my heart

Kickstart my heart

Coming to a stop, he sheathed his sword and walked away from the pile of scrap. Without looking he pointed his cannon behind him and fired it, releasing a ball of purple energy at a Three Pointer. Upon contact, the machine quickly disintegrated into dust, which quickly collapsed onto itself and exploded with great force, the sound of the explosion echoing through the city. Flying back into the air, Izuku surveyed his handy work.

Ooh, are you ready girls?

Ooh, are you ready now?

"Harmony, send out a few drones and get into the system that tracks the points: I want every single point I've earned on my score." Izuku commanded, listing lazily to the left and releasing a micro missile, destroying a Two Pointer.

Whoa, yeah

Kickstart my heart, give it a start

Whoa, yeah, baby, whoa, yeah

"I've already done so, boss. You are currently at 47 points and counting. All in under 60 seconds!" Harmony informed him, deploying the wings off his back, shifting dozens of plates on each one before they shot off in different directions with him following suit.

Kickstart my Heart, hope it never stops

Whoa, yeah, baby, yeah

Meanwhile

All Might and Inko sat in a dark room, overlooking a series of green monitors and watching as surveillance cams kept track of multiple examinees. Beside the Symbol of Peace sat multiple of U.A.'s teachers.

Including its principal, Nezu, which was a small rodent looking creature that appeared to be a cross between a mouse, dog and bear. Wearing a nice looking suit and with scar across one of its eyes, clashing with its white fur.

Skydive naked from an aeroplane

Or a lady with a body from outer space

"Clearly the examinees have no idea how many villains are present. Or their locations." Nezu said.

"They have limited time, must cover a vast area, and hunt down every last target. Some use information-gathering abilities to plan out strategies." A monitor showed the large, multi-arm teen atop a building, his arms splayed out and looking around.

My heart, my heart

Kickstart my heart

"While others rely on speed to get ahead of their peers." Another monitor showed the blue haired teen running at super fast speeds all along the area.

"Of course remaining calm under pressure can be a huge advantage." A monitor showed the blonde haired kid with the belt fire a sparkling laser beam out of the gem.

"As can pure power and combat ability." Another monitor showed Katsuki Bakugou panting, his eyes and wicked smile like a madman's, standing over a pile of destroyed robots, his hands smoking.

"The most successful of students who rack up the highest scores employ a mixture of all these tactics and attributes." Nezu finished.

"Sir, you are expositing out of nowhere again." A block-headed man said.

"Oh, am I?" Nezu said, nonchalantly. "I didn't notice."

Say I got trouble, trouble in my eyes

I'm just looking for another good time

'More like he loves the sound of his own voice.' The individuals thought.

"Hmm, looks like this batch of candidates appear promising." A woman in a provocative dominatrix outfit said. "Especially this one" The woman pointed out the monitor that showed Bakugou. "He seems to show a remarkable amount of power, speed, confidence, and smarts."

My heart, my heart

Kickstart my heart

"What about you, All Might and Inko? Anyone you two are keeping an eye on? More specifically your kid?" Nezu asked knowingly.

"I was just about to ask, can you pull up Izuku's feed? I want to see how well his training is paying off." Inko asked.

"No problem Inko-san." Nezu replied before switching the feed to where Izuku was.

Yeah, are you ready girls?

Yeah, are you ready now, now, now?

"What the fuck?" Was everyone's collective response, shocked at was unfolding right in front of them. Even Nezu was caught off guard, letting his cup of tea fall onto the floor.

"I thought your son was Quirkless Inko!" The woman in the dominatrix outfit gasped, her jaw dropping as she saw Izuku and another examinee, a girl of Indian descent, Nezu smirked proudly at the sight, absolutely decimate a Three Pointer. The girl enlarged herself and her hands, ripping the missile launchers off the machine and throwing one to Izuku, who caught it and used its ammunition to destroy many other robots of various point values.

Whoa, yeah

Kickstart my heart, give it a start

Whoa, yeah, baby, whoa, yeah

"H-he is Quirkless. He's been Quirkless his whole life. I swear to God!" Inko stuttered, her mind blown at what she was witnessing. Everyone flinched as Izuku's drones flew in and helped two other individuals: a girl with black hair was simply cutting the robots apart with claws coming from her knuckles while the drone provided covering fire. The other was a boy of Hispanic descent, either whipping apart the robots with a chain he created from ash, or blasting them apart with a shotgun made the same way.

Kickstart my heart, hope it never stops

Whoa, yeah, baby

"Whatever they're doing, they're doing it well. However, the real test is yet to come." A man in a cowboy hat said as he pushed a big red button.

"Let's see how they deal with this."

Back with Izuku

Ooh, kickstart my heart

When we started this band

All we needed, needed was a laugh

"And that's the last of them, my friends. So how the hell did you guys get here?" Izuku asked, stomping a large piece of metal flat under his boot.

"Molecule Man." His friends answered in unison.

"Fuck that guy so much. So where did you guys end up?" Izuku asked, giving his friends a quick hug.

Years gone by, I'd say we kicked some ass

"I ended up in a dumpster next to some chick who looked like a burn victim." Robbie deadpanned before going back and expecting his blade.

"Me and Laura popped into the office of the principal of this school, by the way, he and a few others have been meaning to speak with you about where you've been, but the individual who would be interviewing you has been held up for months." Kamala said, wrapping her arm around Laura's neck, drawing a growl from her.

Suddenly, the ground violently rumbled around them, making them stumble a bit.

When I'm enraged or hittin' the stage

Adrenaline rushing through my veins

And I'd say we're still kickin' ass

Izuku turned around and grinned at the sight of the ginormous robot, easily the size of a large building, that had a "0P" painted on its chest.

(I'd say) Ooh, ah, kickstart my heart

Hope it never stops

And to think, we did all this to rock

Immediately Izuku shot off toward the bot, deploying numerous blades from his armor before rotating at high speeds, completely shredding one of its hands off as he flew through it and going high towards the sky. Laura followed suit, using her claws to climb up the robot's leg, destroying whatever she could reach, while Kamala and Robbie stayed behind, throwing large chunks of debris at it, slowing its advance, or using numerous chains to peel numerous layers of metal off it respectively.

Whoa, yeah

Kickstart my heart, give it a start

Whoa, yeah, b-b-b-b-b-b-baby, whoa, yeah

Kickstart my heart, hope it never stops

Whoa, yeah, baby

Thousands of feet above the battle, Izuku stopped his ascent before angling himself to look at the now tiny robot.

"LET'S DO THIS!" He shouted before dive bombing towards his target, the air whipping around him. As he approached his target, his mind went back to his conversation with All Might months ago.

"What the fuck are you going on about?"

"Language young man and let me explain. There are a few things you should know about me and my Quirk. Everybody thinks that my Quirk is Super Strength or some kind of Invulnerability or even both. When reporters or talk shows ask me, I always make a joke, dodge and forget the question. And that's because the world needs to believe that their Symbol of Peace is a natural born Hero, like any other. But I'm not." All Might lectured.

Whoa, yeah

Kickstart my heart, hope it never stops

Izuku stared at All Might in shock and wonder. All Might raised his hands above him and proclaimed "I wasn't born with this power. It's a Sacred Torch that has been passed onto me! And you are the next kid! I can give you my powers! I was on a long hunt for a worthy successor, to pass my Quirk, One For All to another and have them take my place." He looked to Izuku with full conviction and said "And then I met you, and heard how you jumped into action while the rest of those heroes stood by and did nothing. You may be Quirkless, but you chose to save that kid, in spite of dangers, in spite of holding no power of your own, you acted like a true hero."

Whoa, yeah,, baby, whoa,, yeah

Kickstart my heart, give it a start

Whoa, yeah

As All Might spoke, Izuku's mind was going into overdrive, dozens of what-if scenarios flying through his mind at once, incorporating the variable of himself in there as well before he made a decision.

"All Might, I accept!" Izuku grinned.

"Excellent young man. Before I give you my Quirk, I must see what I'm working with." All Might explained before ripping Izuku's shirt open, revealing a body that was in peak physical condition for his age.

"This is better than I expected. Now, eat this!" All Might said before holding a strand of his hair in front of Izuku.

"Da hell?" Izuku asked, scrunching his face in disgust and confusion.

"You need to ingest part of my DNA in order to obtain my Quirk." All Might explained, shoving the hair closer to Izuku's face.

"Ugh, I've had worse enter my body." Izuku lamented before forcing the hair down his body.

"Just, ugh, let me figure this out on my own alright? I work best like that." Izuku asked, shivers running over body.

"I can do that young man." All Might said, patting Izuku on the shoulder.

When Izuku was about a hundred feet from the Zero Point, he crossed his arms in front of the reactor in his chest, and did the one thing he swore to never do: shout out his attack.

"One for All: Arc Reactor Overload!"

OK, boys, let's rock the house!

In the observation, All Might's jaw dropped as he heard Izuku's attack and the devastation that followed. "Is this what he's been doing all these months?" All Might pondered.

An absolutely gargantuan beam of energy shot out of his chest, quickly engulfing the Zero Pointer entirely in a multitude of colors, with white and green being the brighter and most prominent ones. After a few seconds of firing, his jets working overtime to keep him in place, Izuku dropped down to the ground, the Zero Pointer an unrecognizable pile of still molten slag.

Walking away from the metal, Izuku disengaged his suit, leaving him in the suit he showed up in, nary a speck of dirt on it, with the addition of some nanotech sunglasses. Taking a deep breath, Izuku spread his arms out wide and stood still, letting a large cloud of dust wash over him, remnants of the Zero Pointers power source exploding, kicking up all the dust and debris created by its destruction.

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna have a blast." Izuku thought. "I wonder how Ochako is doing?" He pondered.

Ochako cackled as she tightly clenched her right fist, the watch now a gauntlet of sorts. The dozens of robots she had weightless in the air crumpled tightly on themselves, high levels of gravity turning them into balls of metal.

That's all

Elsewhere, across time and space

"I told you, you'd die for that."

"You *gasp* you should've gone for the head."

"NO!"

Potential Previews

"This girl is too cute and beautiful to exist. Instead, I will use the adorable and pretty face of this blue haired bombshell to rule the world!" Izuku gushed, pinching the older girl's cheeks as she pouted.

"Strange question, you probably get asked this a lot but can I pet you?"

"Sir, I believe you're lost: this is a school, not a homeless shelter."

"The people with powers in our world essentially have multiple Quirks at once. Example, Laura has a near indestructible metal claws and skeleton, heightened senses and one of the best healing factors out there: observe and sorry about this." Izuku lectured before slitting Laura's throat.

Chapter Text

Izuku basked at all the others gaping at him, disbelief plastered on their faces. As he walked past them like he owned the place, head held high, he heard the whispers and praise.

"Incredible.

"Holy shit dude."

"He destroyed that Zero Pointer like it was nothing.

"His sense of fashion is wonderful.

Without warning the pink girl from earlier rushed over to him and started gushing over him, bouncing around erratically and just being an absolute ball of adorable pink energy. Looking closer, he noticed that she was covered in a fluid of sorts, and after he saw the concrete melt beneath her, he surmised that it was an acid of sorts

"OH MY GOSH that was amazing. It was just so badass. You were all BAM, ZOOM! You even walked away from that explosion without looking back or flinching like those guys in action movies. It looks like you didn't even try." The pink girl praised as she danced around Izuku, an infectious grin on her face.

Izuku put on the sternest look he could, staring down the pink girl and making her stop and stare back, even making her shake a bit. Leaning forward until he was a few inches from her nervous face. Popping down his sunglasses, green eyes bored into yellow and black.

"I actually try very hard, pretty pinky." Izuku said before he couldn't contain himself and started laughing, missing the fact that she was blushing purple. As he and soon she were laughing, the intercom roared to life.

"Can Izuku Midoriya-Stark please come to the principal's office?"

"Holy shit that was fast. I was honestly expecting that a few weeks later. Alright everyone please have a great day, stay safe, yadda, yadda, yadda." Izuku said to himself, waving to everyone as he walked past them. After a few feet he stopped.

"Does anyone know where the principal's office is?" He asked, a small, embarrassed blush on his face. He was smart, but he didn't know everything.

"I AM HERE! TO TAKE YOU TO THE TEACHER WHO WILL ESCORT YOU TO THE PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE, AS I AM NEEDED ELSEWHERE!" All Might said, landing in the middle of the students. Immediately, he was swarmed by those able to, the mountain of man practically vanishing in the swarm of teenage hormones. After a few minutes of signing autographs, the blonde behemoth made his way to Izuku, who was sitting lazily on a piece of rubble and watching something on his phone.

"Nonononono, don't do it Wade. Please for the love of God don't bother that guy YOU IDIOT! YOU FUCKING JACKASS!" Izuku screamed quietly, the sounds of gunfire, animalistic roars, something wet and gooey being splattered somewhere and just the screams of absolute agony playing from his phone as Izuku laughed his ass off.

"Oh Wade, you are absolute waste a resources, but you're fucking hilarious and that makes me tolerate you." Izuku wheezed, a tear escaping his eye. Feeling a shadow cover him, Izuku looked up to see All Might standing there, a strained smile on his face.

"Oh good, there you are. Are you ready?" Izuku asked, stuffing his phone in his pocket as he stood up. Before he could even realize it All Might grabbed him and he was whisked to his escort, All Might quickly vanishing almost as soon as he appeared. Struggling to regain his footing, Izuku shakily stumbled as he turned around to stare at where All Might touched down.

"That man is going to be the death of me. This body can only take so much." Izuku murmured before turning around. Unfortunately, his legs decided to give out temporarily from his experience and he crashed face first into a pair of VERY large breasts. Freezing up in shock, Izuku could only close his eyes as he tensed in fear about what happened, and was shocked when he felt a pair of tender hands gently coax him up.

"Oh, someone's especially bold. Usually it's just looking but nobody has actually tried this tactic before. Consider yourself proud." A soft voice said, although her tone of voice indicated that she wasn't upset at all and actually a little happy.

Opening his eyes, he was met with a VERY attractive young woman, not that much older than Mt Lady. She still had nothing on Ochako-chan though. No one did.

Nemuri Kayama AKA Midnight was a tall, curvaceous woman of 5'9, with perfectly round and soft breasts, each one slightly smaller than her head that jiggled at the slightest movement, along with a slightly wider waist, a good pair of hips and a large round ass, although Mt Lady had her beat there. However, as opposed to Mt Lady's, hers was smaller and purely soft, bouncing and clapping slightly with each step, practically begging to be squeezed.

She had sky blue eyes, which tilted downwards in the center; framed by a set of rather long eyelashes. She had abundant spiky dark purple hair which was made up of layers of varying lengths, the longest ones reaching down below her waist. Her chin-length bangs were split into three sections; two swept to the sides and one over her face, going diagonally down to the left between her eyes. She also had a small beauty mark below her left eye, as well as red-painted nails.

Her hero costume was very similar to one of a traditional dominatrix. She wore a breastless, black leather leotard—similar in style to a corset—over a thin, skin-tight white bodysuit, which accentuated her voluptuous figure. The center strip of her leotard was embellished with red gemstone-like accessories in a vertical pattern, extending from her collar to her midriff. She also wore translucent, black, thigh-high garter stockings, which were attached to a burgundy utility belt decorated with gold studs around her hips, a matching pentagonal buckle in its center, and black knee-boots. She had a small red mask outlining her eyes, and a handcuff on each wrist.

"Oh my God, I'm s-so sorry about that miss." Izuku stuttered, panicking over the fact he dived face first into a woman's breasts. As he was having a minor internal meltdown, Nemuri gently took his hand in hers, rubbing her thumb over the back of his in a successful attempt to calm him down.

"It's alright young man, accidents happen. Now come, I was told to escort you to the principal." Nemuri said softly, gently pulling him along. As the duo walked down the halls in awkward silence, Izuku noticed something wrong with the older woman: her shoulders were sagging a bit, she had a small frown on her face amongst other small things.

"Are you alright? You seem upset about something." Izuku asked out of the blue, making Nemuri's head shoot up in alarm before putting on a fake smile.

"It's nothing really, just, I had a date last night. It didn't go so well." She said dejectedly as she hung her head down in disappointment.

"Do you want to talk about it? I can speak from experience that it helps." Izuku asked, placing a hand on her shoulder in genuine concern.

"I thought I had a pretty good date last night. Used an online dating site, nobody knew who I was, he seemed like a nice guy and we hit it off online, but when we went on our actual first date all he did was stare at my body. I'll admit I don't make it easy, but he acted like I didn't exist above these." She confessed, lifting her large breasts in her hands, her hands practically vanishing in the soft, fleshy orbs before dropping them with a soft slap, Izuku doing his absolute best to not peak her breasts as they jiggled wildly.

"Well, for what it's worth, you shouldn't give up hope of finding a partner. I mean, my uncle had a brief, but very good fling with someone a few years ago, and he's 1500 years old! Although that's due to his species genetics and the fact he is pretty special among them, that's not the point. All I'm saying is that as long as you keep trying, you'll eventually find someone who will want to date YOU. You understand what I'm saying?" Izuku asked, fixing his collar as he saw two officers ahead.

"You know, I think that actually helped a lot. Feels like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. Thank you Midoriya-Stark-san, and good luck, I look forward to you as a student here." Nemuri said softly, sniffling a bit as she held her hands over heart, dropping Izuku at a pair of officers, one large man who had a bush for hair, while the other, slightly shorter man had metal hands.

"I look forward to being a student here as well, Sensei! I'll see you soon!" Izuku said joyously, waving to Nemuri merrily before the two officers started coaxing him away. Once Izuku was out of sight, Nemuri let out an excited squeal, somewhat unbecoming of someone her age.

"Ohmygodohmygod, he's perfect! He's handsome, kind, he's obviously smart, from what I saw he's ripped and best of all, he's not a pervert! Not once did he stare at my body: he kept eye contact the whole time! Thank goodness that Quirks have made romance a little bit more lax. I wonder if he's into older women?" Nemuri thought, a lecherous grin on her face as she chuckled pervertedly, a small trail of blood falling from her nose as she imagined 'certain activities' with Izuku.

Meanwhile

“He's completely quirkless.” Recovery Girl stated to Nezu, Present Mic and Power Loader. Everyone in question was gathered for a quick, emergency meeting, with the main topic being Izuku. “HOW?! HE CREATED A SUIT OF ARMOR OUT OF NOTHING! COMPLETE WITH MISSILES, LASERS AND DRONES!” Present Mic was practically losing his mind. 

“It's true,” Recovery Girl started explaining, “Midoriya has absolutely no quirk factor, that is shown by both the extra toe joint, blood tests, analyzing a strand of hair that Inko-san brought in, amongst a few other tests. The only thing we found were traces of 'something' organic that doesn't match anything on the Periodic Table, and even then, nothing. Whatever that armor was was either next level support tech or it is someone else's Quirk affecting him."

"I NEED him in the Support Course! Whatever that technology is years, maybe even decades ahead of its time and could revolutionize how we can create support gear!"

"Depends on how his interrogation with Naomasa-san goes. If he is innocent, he will be put in 1A, because regardless of how he got all those points, he earned said points. Plus, with that technology, he would be of great assistance to Aizawa-san when he disciplines the more rowdy students. If he is willing to, of course, and he might be willing to share his technology as well."

Without warning, Nezu's cell phone came to life and went straight to speaker phone.

"I'm sure Izuku would be happy to assist his teacher in running the class, although sharing his technology is very unlikely." A British girl's voice said, erupting from the rodent's phone.

"And what might you be, young lady?" Nezu asked cautiously, trying to hide the fact he was scared shitless of his phone being hacked with ease.

"I am Harmony, an artificial intelligence created by Izuku Midoriya-Stark for the primary purpose of making his life easier, the semi-lazy fuck that he is. As of now, I currently have full, completely confidential access to Inko-san and Toshinori-san's apartment building/home, and the entirety of the UA servers. Are you aware that you had 3 potential backdoors in the coding? Emphasis on had." The AI announced proudly, a sense of smugness emanating from Nezu's phone.

"Is there a particular reason he sent you into our servers?" Nezu asked, mildly impressed at the move. Not many had the courage to go after UA, let alone himself.

"He simply wanted to know how many points he has earned in this extremely biased exam, and considering the fact you were talking about him, I felt it was paramount that I intervene on his behalf and attempt to placate your fears. He is 100% on your side, as evident by the fact he is following all the proper protocols, no matter how meaningless they are. Trust me, if he wanted to, there would be little you could do to actually stop him." Harmony reassured and warned them ominously before shutting off Nezu's phone, leaving him and his fellow staff in worry.

Interrogation Room/Principal's Office

Naomasa Tsukauchi was a tall man with short, black hair and somewhat rectangular black eyes, and was garbed in his police uniform, which consisted of a tan overcoat and matching hat, and underneath he was wearing a black suit, a green tie on his neck with matching slacks, and dress shoes.

"Greetings young man. Before we begin, is there any preference on how you're addressed?"

"Izuku is fine."

"Very well then, my name is Tsukauchi Naomasa, and I will be able to tell if you're lying or not.” First, what is your name?"

"Izuku Midoriya-Stark."

True

"Do you possess a Quirk?"

"Technically I'm Quirkless."

True

"Where have you been the last 7 plus years?"

"A different dimension/universe where less than 1% of the world's population has superpowers, along with its own heroes and villains, including my adopted dad, Tony Stark, who is also powerless."

True

"Oooookay, we'll come back to that in a moment. Did you steal what I am told is a type of nanotechnology?"

"I did not steal the nanotechnology, I created it. Granted it was refined by my dad and a few other geniuses to a usable state, but the point stands." 

True

"How did you create that green energy source that was used to power everything?

"I took a sample of my blood, and eventually isolated the Quirk gene, well, my AI did. After a few days of experimentation, I eventually created a custom Arc Reactor that was keyed to and powered by my DNA, specifically the power of the Quirk. After I got that figured out, I extracted the Quirk gene in its entirety and shoved the whole thing in there. I'm the only one who can still use it of course but for all intents and purposes, I'm Quirkless. Or, to summarize the whole process, I've performed a few self experiments that would violate numerous ethical and humanitarian laws, while the whole process would DEFINITELY go over your heads." Izuku arrogantly stated.

"To put it in simple terms, I simply could not make a power source on par with the Arc Reactor without breaking the law. A standard Arc Reactor could easily power this city for years. To summarize, and without getting to much into detail, this could wipe the city off the planet if it was destroyed. Anyway, it's powered by a combination of a few nuclear materials, new elements and metals. I would more than likely be arrested the instant it's discovered, and knowing how this world treats Quirkless people, where we essentially have little to no rights at times, it is almost certain I would be forced to make more of them, amongst other creations." Izuku said solemnly 

"Meanwhile, this world is obsessed with Quirks. Quirks this, Quirks that. Nobody bats an eye when it comes to Quirks. Impressed or horrified maybe, but nobody goes after them like some Spanish Inquisition. So I figured, I can make this Quirk power my suit. Nobody, and I mean NOBODY would question it. They'd think 'this kid has too much power, but he's a genius, he probably found out a way to make it generate energy'. NOBODY would ask any questions."

"And the best part is that nobody can do anything to stop me. I've memorized all relevant laws and protocol, denying me entry or changing the laws against me is grounds for a discrimination lawsuit. I do not 'possess a Quirk' so I cannot be arrested or charged for your ridiculous interpretation of vigilantism. Worse comes to worst, I'll expose a whole bunch of dirty laundry and take many people down with me. Now, is that all you have for me today?"

True

"Oh God this is going to fucking suck." Naomasa moaned in suffering.

Right Outside the Interview 

Toshinori sat there pondering what he just heard, a small frown on his face as Inko watched Izuku with rapt attention, a few tears trailing down her cheeks as she listened to her son answer every question. This is what he was doing all those months? Turning his, no, it was Izuku's Quirk now into a sort of super battery for a suit of armor. Granted, it had many capabilities that mimicked numerous Quirks, but it could only do so much. Whatever, what's done was done. He couldn't take the Quirk back and Izuku was in 1A, so all he could do was treat him as another student.

Toshinori sighed in acceptance. Maybe in a few days he'd get over, but the sooner the better. Izuku meant the world to Inko and by extension himself, as he was fond of his successor in the few months he got to know him.

At least 'he' was gone, so if anything, Izuku was safe.

A Few Hours Later

"I think that's all for today, and if you're willing, I would like to meet with you again, in a group setting of course, to discuss the details about this 'alternate Earth' you lived on. Now, I think I just want to drink this interview away." Naomasa muttered before leaving.

"So am I done for today? I have to ask Ochako-chan a few questions about the device I made her and I want to get that done as soon as possible." Izuku asked, looking around for someone.

"Not yet young Izuku. I personally want to ask a few questions." Nezu stated, walking in and hopping in the chair opposite of Izuku.

"Strange question and you probably get asked this a lot, but can I pet you?" Izuku asked straight faced, staring Nezu in his eyes

"Strange question indeed, I haven't been asked that yet believe it or not, and while I'm flattered, I'm going to decline." Nezu replied, although he was smiling in amusement.

"Worth a shot. So, what can I do for you Nezu-san? And to clarify, Harmony told me she introduced herself while she told me your name." Izuku said, sitting up straight in respect for the rodent, tapping his ear to show how he found out.

"What are you trying to accomplish, Stark-san, if I may call you that? I'm sure you're aware of this, but what you're doing is going to attract the wrong kind of attention. As much as I want Quirkless humans to become heroes, the fact we've only very recently allowed them to try shows how much others don't want that to happen. After all, I only run the school, I don't control the policies the country sets for it." Nezu said, sighing in disappointment at his limitations. While it's true he and the staff have mostly free reign, there were some things out of his paws.

"Oooh, I knew I liked you for a reason. I'll be 100% real with you, you adorable chimera, I'm doing this out of a mixture of spite and a sense of higher calling. I've been a hero for a few years back in the other dimension, and that I feel heroism was something I was born to do. Ever since I saw that one video of All Might saving people, I felt something spark within me, and that has never gone away. Once I was 'diagnosed' as Quirkless, life became hell. Do you know what it's like to be treated as less than human for something out of your control? Do you wanna know how bad it was here for the three years since I was 'diagnosed?' I was happy for about five seconds in the morning when I first woke up. Before I remembered where I was in society and what my life was: absolute fucking Hell. It is something I would NEVER wish upon my worst enemy." Izuku angrily said, slamming his hands on the table loudly.

"When that 'villain' sent me to that other world, I thanked every god I could think of for getting me out of this hellish world. Don't get me wrong, I love my mom so fucking much, but I just couldn't deal with living here. When my dad adopted me, I quickly dived into and became part of a world where I could do something and be a hero. I could prove those who looked down on me wrong, even though they wouldn't know it. Going beyond that, I'm fighting for the little guy in spirit, those with 'weak' or 'undesirable' Quirks, and ESPECIALLY those with 'villainous' Quirks. There's a girl I took in a few months ago, and she's probably the nicest 'villain' I've met, but your world, YOUR WORLD, would rather damn her and ostracize her. They'd rather label her a villain and be done with it, eventually drive her into villainy and prove them right than give her a chance." Izuku whispered darkly, his voice cracking a bit as small tears pooled in his eyes.

"What I want to do is I want to prove to this world that ANYONE can be a hero. You can have a villainous, weak, or even no Quirk: you can be a Hero. As for how I want to do that, I had an idea that I would like to implement for the Sports Festival, with your permission and cooperation. Besides that, I can safely assume I'm in?" Izuku asked, eyebrow raised in anticipation.

"You are indeed in the Hero Course, Class 1A to be exact. Mr. Stark, considering how you peaked my interest with that intellect of yours, along with the fact you were the top scorer, I'd be willing to listen to your ideas for the Sports Festival." Nezu said.

"Well in that case, might I make a few suggestions for the Hero Courses as well?" Izuku offered, interlocking his fingers together in front of him as he leaned forward.

Soon enough, both Nezu and Izuku started cackling, sending a chill down everyone in Japan's spine.

A Few Hours Later

In a long abandoned apartment complex, two individuals moved down halls, whatever light that was there was blocked by their bodies in search of their mysterious target. The smaller of the duo methodically walked down the halls, ignoring the garbage littering the floor.

??????? voiced by Diedrich Baker

"I know you're here, Dracula, you big fucking nerd. Where's my goddamn money." The smaller individual said out loud, kicking down another door in frustration.

??????? voiced by Patton Oswalt

"You're ALWAYS going on about how Dracula owes you money. The better question is why he owes you money in the first place, and going further, how much does he owe you?" His larger companion asked, ignoring the fact his body was grinding against the walls and ceiling.

"We, and a few other guys were drunk off our asses and he called me out on my patron not existing, on the account nobody but me has seen him. Considering I don't ask much of the boss outside the normal stuff, he popped right in and I won the bet. Now here I am, 6 months later, dozens of corpses left behind over $20." He said plainly, grabbing a crescent shaped blade and throwing it to his left, cutting off the top half of the head of some drooling guy in a leather suit, staining the walls in blood and gray matter.

"Are you really gonna keep killing people over $20?" His ally asked in exasperation, firing a purple laser from his forehead at another person who was charging them, club in hand, turning him to ash.

"Are you really asking this from the guy who just a few years ago, killed over a hundred people over $19?" The smaller guy deadpanned.

"That was you? Some of my employees were killed because of that!" The larger one yelled, throwing his arms up in outrage.

Coming Soon

"What in the Lord's name is this?" Ibara asked, doing everything she could to not moan in pleasure.

"It is The Broodwich." A scratchy voice from the sandwich said.

"The what?" She asked, eyebrows raised in curiosity.

"The Broodwich. Forged in darkness from wheat harvested in Hell's half-acre. Baked by Beezlebub. Slathered with mayonnaise beaten from the evil eggs of dark chickens, forced into a sauce by the hands of a one-eyed madman. Cheese boiled from the rancid teat of a fanged cow. Layered with 666 separate meats from an animal which has maggots for blood." It spoke to Ibara's increasing surprise, horror and silence. 

"I tasted mustard." She finally said, somehow finding her voice after hearing the most sinful food she's ever heard of.

"Yeah, dijon mustard." It replied.

"Well, how come no bacon?" She pressed, genuinely curious.

"Bacon is extra." It snapped back.

"You call this a sandwich and you don't have bacon on it?!" She said loudly in disbelief, throwing a nasty glare at the food.

"There are no swine evil enough to sacrifice upon a bed of evil!" It shouted back, drawing the attention of a few surrounding students, silencing her.

"And lettuce." It followed up with.

Chapter Text

"Izuku, are you all set?" Inko Midoriya asked, clad in her hero outfit and ready to leave for her day of work.

"Yeah, I am." Izuku said, clipping onto his wrists a watch and wristband, both full of nanotech.

Izuku was currently getting himself ready for his first day at U.A. High School, wearing the school uniform, which of course was made out of the nano machines. The uniform was a white dress shirt with a red tie underneath a grey uniform, navy blue stripes on his sleeves, the collar, and two navy blue pads with gold buttons on his shoulders. He wore a pair of navy blue pants, and also wore some boots that were a blend of dress shoes and armor.

Next to him was Toshinori, clad in a striped yellow suit. Leaning downward, he gave Inko a hug and a peck on the cheek.

"Oh look at my boys, both ready for their first days at UA." Inko gushed, ruffling Izuku's hair and giving Toshinori a kiss before sending them towards the door.

"Izuku, are you sure your other friends don't need a lift to UA? I assure you it is no trouble." Toshinori offered, placing his large hand on his stepson's shoulder.

"They said they're fine so they're fine and I'm trusting them on that. Speaking of trust, Harmony, make sure Himiko completes those assignments I gave her. I don't want her falling behind anymore." Izuku said, shouting back into the apartment.

"Very good sir." The AI dutifully replied.

"I can't express how proud I am of you young man, showing more care and understanding towards that young girl than most people." Toshinori praised, grinning widely in pride.

"The fact it's like that is unbelievably worrying, and it is surely gonna bite some people in the ass. C'mon, we gotta grab Ochako-chan." Izuku urged, beginning the trek downstairs and brushing off the teasing, Toshinori laughing as he followed him.

"Ah how romantic." Himiko muttered sweetly under her breath from her seat on the couch. Sighing wistfully, she turned back to the tablet in her hands, working her way through the academic work Izuku and Harmony made for her.

"Have a good day Mrs. Midoriya!" Himiko waved, not even looking up from her work.

"Thank you Himiko-san and you as well?" Inko said sweetly, smiling at her son's friend and at this point, permanent house guest before flying off for hero work.

Meanwhile

"You gotta lose some weight Laura, carrying your skeleton is a pain in the ass." Kamala quipped before adjusting her grip. Lying on her back was a half asleep Laura, who responded with a half baked rebuke, both girls wearing the female version of the UA uniform: the same grey uniform over a white dress shirt and red tie, same navy blue stripes on the sleeves and collar, navy blue pads on the shoulders, and golden buttons. However, the two girls opted to wear pants as opposed to the skirts provided to them, with black sneakers for Laura and white for Kamala.

Walking out the front door of the apartment provided to them (thank you Nezu) the two girls were met with Robbie, who was leaning against a car that he found on some beach. With a bit of satanic magic, what was once a rusted pile of scrap was now a medium sized car with four doors, coated in reflective dark red paint, and an exposed engine.

"Ugh, there you two are. Well come on then, it's our first day of hero school, you should smile. Jesus, that just feels weird saying that." Robbie said before opening one of the back doors for his female companions.

"Fuck off and let me sleep God damnit." Laura growled as Kamala put her and herself in the backseat and buckled themselves up.

"You can sleep on the way." Kamala said as Robbie got in and drove off. The ride was surprisingly easy, with not too many cars on the road, which was a blessing for Robbie considering he wasn't as intimate with Japanese driving laws as he was American. 

"So how are you two holding up with all this 'need a license to use our powers' bullshit?" Robbie asked, not even looking behind him as he was focused solely on the road.

"It's absolute fucking bullshit. Who gives a shit who the fuck is saving the day, all that matters is that it's saved. Remember the sludge thing Izuku stopped a few months ago? I watched a few videos and the news footage and there were about five people with a power that could help or even stop that thing, but they couldn't do a damn thing because 'it was the law'." Laura ranted, actually waking up to get her point across.

"Yeah I know, absolute retardation. I mean, what if someone was getting raped and the only way to help them was to use your power? Gonna get arrested for saving someone? I'm telling you two, this 'system' is a country sized disaster waiting to happen." Kamala agreed before taking a bite out of a granola bar.

"Make sure you clean up after yourself, I don't want to find crumbs in this thing. Hold on a sec." Robbie said before beginning to slow down. Kamala and Laura looked to the sidewalk and saw that they were coming up on two girls about their age wearing the UA uniform.

The first was a girl of medium height, around 5'6 with green, thorn-covered vines for hair that stretched down to her waist, one set wrapped around her forehead a couple of times in the shape of a cross. She had modest curves and the trio saw that along with her normal book supplies, she had a small bible in her hand.

Her companion was also a girl of medium height, just a tiny bit shorter than the one with vines for hair along with a noticeably slimmer build. She had teal eyes and long orange hair that she tied into a high ponytail on the left side of her head. Her bangs were split into three clumps around her eyes, while some of her hair stuck up in large tufts at the top of her head.

Robbie slowly pulled up alongside them and rolled down the window closest to them. "Excuse me you two, but would you like a ride to UA?" Robbie asked.

The two girls looked at each other briefly before nodding and turning back to Robbie. "If it's no trouble we would gratefully accept your offer." The girl with vines replied before she and her companion bowed in gratitude. The vine haired girl took the passenger seat up front while the orange haired girl sat in the back with Laura and Kamala. Once they were both buckled in, Robbie resumed his driving.

"So if you don't mind me asking, what are your names and what classes are you two in?" Robbie asked, breaking the ithe with his future classmates as they came to an intersection.

"Well, I'm Kendo Itsuka and my classmate up there is Shiozaki Ibara. We met on our way to UA and we found out we're both in 1B, so we decided to walk together." Itsuka said, adjusting her bag in her lap.

"Yes, it is indeed fortuitous that I came across one of my classmates on my way to UA. It is truly a blessing that the Lord decided to have me meet up with such a pure soul such as Kendo." Ibara said, clasping her hands together in a sort of mini prayer.

"Small world. Well, I'm Reyes Robbie, fellow student of 1B. My energetic friend back there is Kahn Kamala and the grouch back there is Kinny Laura, who are both in 1A along with our other friend Midoriya-Stark Izuku." Robbie introduced himself, motioning towards Kamala and Laura, who smiled and waved and growled sleepily in response.

"So Kendo-san, Shiosaki-san, what are your Quirks if I may ask?" Kamala asked, finishing her granola bar and turning to her fellow students patiently.

"It's nothing flashy, all I can do is enlarge my hands." Itsuka said, demonstrating her Quirk.

"I can control the vines on my head with incredible precision and can regrow them at will." Ibara said, one of said vines performing a wave of sorts.

"Neat. Well, I'm a Polymorph, so I can stretch my body around, make it bigger, and I can very rarely shapeshift, although that one is very difficult for me right now." Kamala said, stretching her fingers around and even briefly turning into Laura before snapping back to her default form.

"Laura just has a metal skeleton and claws in her hands and feet. C'mon Laura, show them off!" Kamala urged her friend. Laura lazily lifted her arm and unsheathed her claws, two long blades protruding from her knuckles with an iconic SNIKT.

"Doesn't that hurt you?" Itsuka asked in worry, seeing her reflection in the shiny blades.

"Every time." Laura muttered as she retracted her claws.

"Well, I can manipulate fire, ash and heat to augment and power myself or objects up. I can make them stronger, more durable, I can make weapons, give myself a regeneration factor amongst other tiny things. The only downside is that if I use too much too quickly I get out of control." Robbie said. A bold faced lie with grains of truth, as he had to make his powers sound like they fit in this world, considering the fact that magic was nonexistent here.

"That is an interesting coincidence of a Quirk, as a few months ago I ran into a vigilante with some similarities to your Quirk, only he was a flaming skeleton." Ibara said, a small blush on her face.

"Huh, that is a strange coincidence. Well, I don't condone breaking the law for the most part but I can respect whoever he was for doing the right thing and would you look at that, we're already here." Pulling alongside the front gates, everyone except Robbie got out of the car, leaving him to park as they separated and went to their respective homeroom.

"I'll be there in a few minutes, I just have to park this thing." He said before driving off. Once he was out of sight he got out and sent it on its own way, before joining Itsuka and Ibara.

Inside UA

Inside UA, Izuku and Ochako were standing side by side as they stared at the oversized door that led into 1A., Izuku in disbelief at such a big school door.

"Man, this thing is huge." Izuku mumbled in annoyance. "Just completely unnecessary to have a door this big."

"Perhaps it's a symbolic thing. After all, becoming a hero is a big decision to make." Ochako offered, slightly intimidated by said prospect.

"Perhaps it is my young Padawan, now come along Ochako-chan, let us meet our future classmates." Izuku said before placing his hand on the door.

As Izuku opened the door, it took almost all of his willpower not to scream in frustration at the gods.

"Take your feet off of that desk now!" Shouted the annoying tall blue-haired teen Izuku met during the Entrance Exam.

"Huh?" Bakugou said tauntingly with a mocking smile.

"It's the first day and you are already disrespecting this academy by scuffing school property, you cretin!" The blue haired kid yelled out again.

"You're kidding me right?" Bakugou questioned him tauntingly. "Your old school put a stick up your ass or were you born with it!" Izuku couldn't help but snort a bit at that.

"I already regret my decision to do things the legal way." Izuku deadpanned, rubbing his forehead in annoyance, while Ochako merely opted to glare at Bakugo.

The blue haired teen shook his head and sighed. "Let's start over. I'm Tenya Iida from the Somei Private Academy." The now identified Iida raised his right hand almost robotically to the explosive douche.

"Somei huh?!" Bakugou questioned. "So you must think that you are better than me! I'm going to enjoy tearing you a new one!"

'You would threaten me!" Iida said. "Your own classmate! Are you sure that you are in the right place!"

Bakugou merely scoffed, with Izuku, Ochako and the author wondering the exact same thing as Tenya.

As Bakugo glared at Tenya, his ire suddenly shifted toward Izuku, who he finally saw out of the corner of his eye. Iida was momentarily surprised before straightening up while Bakugou glared at Izuku with pure hatred.

"It's him." Someone said

The whole rest of the class turned to look at Izuku, said green bean standing there nonchalantly.

"How do you do, fellow teens !" Izuku announced, giving off a cheeky grin, making Ochako snort in laughter. Izuku looked at his future classmates, taking a moment to see what he was going to be working with.

The one who took his attention first was a boy, who oddly enough, had a crow or raven's head in place of a human one. He was sitting at one of the desks with a glum look on his face that seemed built in. Next to him were two girls who were in an intense conversation with the occasional giggle. The more eye-catching of the two had long, greenish black hair that was tied into a bow at her waist. She had a moderately large set of breasts, maybe a bit larger than Ochako's, and from what he could tell, she had a good set of legs and a large behind as well. The features that stood out the most were her large hands, feet, her large wide eyes and the tongue that was poking out of her wide mouth.

" Likely some sort of physical mutation." Izuku mused.

Her companion was a blonde girl of foreign origin with a strange belt on her stomach. Unlike her companion, she had almost no curves to speak of, just enough to indicate that she was a woman. Her hair was pretty short, barely reaching her shoulders and the style it was in was seemingly permanent. Izuku rolled his eyes a bit when he heard her french accent. Now that he thought about it, he was fairly certain she was on the bus with him.

The next four people he saw were the pink girl and punk girl from the Entrance Exam, a muscular redhead and just a floating pair of clothes. Now that he could actually take a look at them, he noticed that the punk girl, while he was correct in his assessment in her upper half, he was wrong when it came to her lower half. While he first guessed she had a good pair of hips and nice ass, he underestimated them. Despite her petite upper frame, her hips were without a doubt the widest part of her, and if she was the same height and frame as Momo, her hips would no doubt be just as wide and he had no doubt she had a large, soft ass to match.

Nothing really changed with his assessment of the pink girl, although he was surprised at her two companions. For one, the floating pair of clothes caught him off guard for a second, but once he saw the curves pressing against them, along with the feminine voice coming from them, he realized it was just some girl with an invisibility Quirk. The redhead was the more intriguing of the four. Like the pink girl who was laughing with her, revealing her sharp teeth, she was broader than most girls, bordering the build of a guy. If it weren’t for the curves and thinish waist she had, you'd be forgiven if you thought she was a guy.

The last girl in the class was a taller girl around his height, who was sitting in the corner by her lonesome, a glum look on her face. She had long, dual colored hair, the right side white and the left side red, that reached to just below her shoulders. From what he could tell, she had a decent set of curves, but the most noticeable feature she had was the burn mark on the left side of her face.

Moving on, the next boy he saw had short golden hair, parted to the right with a black lightning-shaped streak on the left of his side fringe, which was angled so that it partially obscured his left eye. He had slanted, somewhat triangular golden eyes, and notably small eyebrows.

The two boys he was talking to were very unique unlike the blonde. The more abnormal of the two was a very small teenage boy with a large, round head, and rather large cheeks. His nose was small and stubby, and sticked slightly upwards. He had an unusually distinguishable philtrum, oval-shaped eyes with large, black pupils, and notably thin eyebrows. He had four large purple and black balls in something resembling a mohawk where his hair should have been.

Their companion was a tall, lean young man with chin-length black hair, spiked downwards, with jagged bangs coming about halfway down his forehead. He had almond-shaped eyes, stretched quite wide and rather large, with small pupils. He had straight teeth that dominated his grin and a rather plain face. His elbows though were the most distinguishable aspect of himself, looking like a cylindrical dispenser of sorts.

"Good Morning!" Iida said as he marched over to Izuku dramatically. "My name is Tenya Iida from the-"

"Yeah I know, I met you at the Entrance Exam and heard you introduce yourself to the blonde dong!" Izuku said, cutting off the teen politely as he didn't want to go through that. Not one to be rude, Ochako and Izuku introduced themselves to the teen who was much nicer than Bakugou, albeit a bit rough. 

"I'm Ururaka Ochako, it is nice to meet you." Ochako introduced herself and bowed to the taller teen.

"A pleasure to meet you, I am Midoriya-Stark-

"IZUKU!" Izuku heard before being tackled into a hug by a VERY feminine figure.

"Oh it is wonderful that we are in the same class together!" The unknown female said. "It's so nice to share this high school experience with a friend."

Izuku was currently suffocating, his blushing face trapped between two very large breasts. He struggled to move before he froze. Izuku pried himself away and looked up from his cushiony prison/blessing and saw the familiar face of Momo Yaoyorozu who had a very large smile on her face.

"Yaoyorozu!" Izuku exclaimed before hugging her back, spinning her around. Placing her back down, he got a look at her.

It was a feminine version of his own uniform. Same grey uniform over a white dress shirt and red tie, same navy blue stripes on the sleeves and collar, navy blue pads on the shoulders, and golden buttons, however what wasn't the same as him was the large 'assets' that Izuku was previously trapped in. "I think they got bigger." Izuku thought. She also wore a navy blue skirt that highlighted her wide hips and showed off her long creamy legs, black stockings reaching near the knees and black dress shoes. All in all, it was just like Ochako's.

"Uraraka-san! You're here as well? Oh today is just wonderful!" Momo exclaimed before hugging the surprised Ochako as well, inadvertently shoving her head into her large breasts as well. "Oh God this is amazing. They're so soft." Ochako thought, hugging the taller teen back as well. Eventually, Ochako reluctantly pulled away and stood by Izuku's side once again.

"Hey, Izuku, what do you think we are doing today besides Orientation?" Uraraka asked giddily.

"If you are just here to make friends, then you can pack up your stuff now." A voice called out.

Izuku and the rest looked behind them to follow the voice and what they found was disappointing.

Laying on the ground behind them, out in the hallway, was a large yellow beanie bag, the whole thing slipped up, except for a face sticking out at the end. The man in the beanie had tired black eyes, black stubbles for a beard, and a mop of wild, long, black hair.

"Excuse me sir, I believe you are lost. This is a high school, not a homeless shelter."

The homeless man's eyes widened in outrage, insulted by the obvious fact.

"How dare you! I am not a home-MMPPH."

Before he could start his tirade, Izuku flung his wristband at the hobo, which quickly unfurled and became a restraint of sorts, locking down the strange man's arms, legs, and creating a muzzle of sorts for his mouth. "Take this trespasser down to Nezu as slow as possible, I'll let him deal with him, and make sure to take the stairs whenever possible." Izuku ordered and waved off the bots, the captured man slowly pulled away at an agonizing pace. Turning back to his classmates, he saw them just staring at him in disbelief.

"Hey don't look at me like that. That man gave no introduction as to who he was, he looked like he snuck in off the streets, just started barking orders, and as a self proclaimed hero expert, I haven't seen anyone that looks like him. I'm not taking any chances with a potential villain, especially with kids. Now then, I'm going to see what the plan our still missing teacher had for us today." Izuku explained before walking over to the teachers desk and grabbing a few papers. Izuku skimmed over the papers for a few seconds, his face making a myriad of expressions ranging from concern, anger and what looked like appraisal.

"Alright, whoever this Aizawa was, he is a real piece of work. Okay everyone, get changed into your gym uniforms, we're going to start a Quirk Assessment test. Might as well get started on this hero business education."

"Who died and made you leader Deku?" Bakugo shouted.

"Does anyone else hear that? Sounds like a lap dog yapping its head off." Izuku quipped, feigning confusion as he looked around for the nonexistent animal, prompting most of the class to giggle. Bakugo wisely shut up. As the class chuckled at Izuku's joke, he felt his phone buzz. Taking it out he raised an eyebrow when he saw it was from Nezu.

"Why are you sending Aizawa to my office?"

"That was Aizawa!? WTF were you thinking? I'm looking at his papers on his desk right now and this man is so illogical and probably the worst 'teacher' in the school. He should be nowhere near a student. I'm teaching temporally until we get a proper teacher who actually makes an attempt to care, if not, I'll teach them myself every day. This is UA, I'd expect a degree of competency from the staff."

"Who was that Izuku-chan?" Ochako asked, stepping away from Momo.

"That was the principal, who I just informed I'll be teaching until he sends an actual teacher over." Izuku said nonchalantly.

"How do we know you're telling the truth?" Tenya accused, chopping his hand robotically as he got in Izuku's face, making him furrow his brows in annoyance.

"What would I gain from lying about this? That's the question you should be asking." Izuku fired back before pulling out a few sets of gym clothes. "Like I said, take these, get changed and I'll be outside setting things up." Izuku ordered before leaving the classroom, his classmates reluctantly following suit, seeing as there wasn't much left to do.

Nezu's Office

Nezu gently rubbed his temples, attempting to stave the oncoming headache. Once Aizawa was sent to his office in chains, he knew that his time as a teacher was virtually finished considering who sent him up, at least for now. He was perfectly aware of Aizawa's less than stellar track record and it seemed like it finally bit them both in the ass. He ignored and covered up the dozens, perhaps even hundreds of complaints over the years as the performance of the students who actually made it was phenomenal, but alas, it appeared that was over.

Nezu sighed as he picked up his phone and began dialing. After a few seconds of ringing it was picked up.

"Is everything alright Nezu-san?" A womanly voice said over the line.

"It could be better, Nemuri-san. Aizawa-san was brought up to my office in chains just a minute ago and considering who sent him up, I think I have no choice but to remove Aizawa-san as a hero course teacher." Nezu said, taking a sip of his tea.

"We've been telling you for years, what Aizawa has been doing is completely unacceptable but you never listened. Now, I'd imagine that you didn't call me just to say I was right?" The woman said smugly.

"In hindsight, what Aizawa was doing was providing acceptable results that, at the time, outweighed the negative consequences that I knew of, but you are correct. Nemuri-san, how would you like a promotion?" Nezu offered.

Back in the field

Izuku was standing in front of everyone, eyeing up the heroes that would be saving this country in a few years. "More like glorified public servants." Izuku mused. While some of them were ready to get into things, Ochako, Laura and Kamala, being the notable examples, a disappointing amount of students looked like they didn't care. Virtually everyone except Bakugo, Ilda and Momo were just standing there, with those three doing some light stretches. Looking over them one last time, Izuku mentally noted that the punk girl seemed embarrassed over something, trying to shrink into herself the best she could.

"Alright I am looking at our 'teacher's' lesson plans, and I'm loath to admit that while he had an idea of what to do, it was ultimately illogical in the grand scheme of things. This is what I want everyone to do: I want you all to line up, any order, and one by one, I'll be calling you up for four tests- strength, durability, speed and Quirk centric. I will then be compiling the results in order to make a lesson plan tailored specifically to you. Do I have any volunteers, and no, not you Ochako-chan." Izuku instructed, pacing in front of his fellow students like a drill sergeant.

"Ah hell, let's just get this over with. I'll do it dude." The punk girl said, stepping forward.

"Excellent! Now, what I want you to do is perform your most offensive technique using any means necessary. Just be careful and-"

"WAIT!" An older feminine voice said. Looking over, everyone saw the well endowed Midnight running towards them, a few papers in her hands. Despite the fact she was it suit, it did little to hide her curves, her impressive bosom jiggling the entire way, her bottom no doubt doing the same.

"Alright, don't start anything yet. Now then, I am the R-Rated Hero Midnight, or Kayama-Sensei, and I will be your sensei from here on out, courtesy of Nezu-san. Now unfortunately, we will be performing the tests that were on the papers you found Stark-san, as I do not have an actual lesson plan. First up is the Ball Throw. Now then, Stark-san, since you're clearly eager to do things, you may go first." Midnight said, tossing a metal ball towards Izuku.

"Dope." Izuku muttered as he fumbled his catch a bit. Sending forth a hand sized glob of nanotech, Izuku didn't even flinch as it formed a sort of mini jetpack on the ball before rocketing off into the distance. 

"500 meters and counting. Alright then everyone, let's get through this as fast as possible. The sooner we finish this, the sooner I can send you home and I can write an actual lesson plan." Midnight cheered.

Test 1: 50-meter Dash.

The first test was a simple 50-meter dash, with a robot with a camera by the end to keep track of an individual's time.

Izuku watched as the first two to be tested were Tenya Iida and the girl with the long green hair, Tsuyu Asui. The two readied themselves until they heard the gun blank shot to start the dash. As soon as it went off, the two sprung into action, Iida shooting off super fast, Izuku noticing once again the engine pipes on Iida's leg firing air out and making him go super fast. As for Asui, she jumped up high and started jumping like a frog.

"Fucking knew it."

The next pair was the pink gir, Mina Ashido, and the blonde kid with the strange looking belt, called Yuma Aoyama.

"Nice attempts, monami." Aoyama said with a French accent. As Mina prepared herself in a running start, Aoyama just stood confidently with her back to the track. "But you are not showing enough pinaise."

The robot let out the signal and Mina booked it while Aoyama crouched, her belt lighting up and fired off a sparkling light blue laser that launched her backwards. "LET YOUR POWER SHINE!" Aoyama said as she sailed. Aoyama was sent flying for about a second before stopping and dropping to the ground, with Mina running past her.

Mina ran through the finish line with Aoyama firing off her laser again and flying through the finish line a few seconds after.

Aoyama stared back at the others, her wide, perfectly white smile still present and said "If I fire off my beautiful beam for more than a second, it hurts my tummy."

"I think this one is related to Wade. Not as funny though."

"Bakugou-san. Stark-san. You two are up next." Midnight called out. Izuku and Bakugou made their way to the starting line, with the latter taking a runner's stance. Izuku spread his arms out so his palms were facing backwards. Nanotech flowed onto hands, shoes and back, forming an array of jets that hummed to life, waiting for the signal.

Izuku ignored the shocked murmuring of his classmates and as soon as the signal sounded, he rocketed off. Crossing the line in little less than a second, he skidded across the dirt, kicking up dust as he slowed himself down, shoving his hand thrusters in front of him. Turning back around, he saw Bakugo crossing at a little over four seconds. He didn't show any signs of stopping and it quickly became apparent he was going straight for Izuku.

Ochako made a move to go and help her friend but was stopped by Laura, who simply shook her head no and focused her attention back on Izuku. "You shitty Deku! When did you get a Quirk?" Bakugo accused Izuku as he threw a fist at his face. Izuku barely dodged his strike, missing by a few inches. In retaliation, Izuku sloppily punched him hastily in the throat, sending his aggressor into a hacking fit. Not wanting to give him a chance to recover, Izuku launched another fist into his stomach, further knocking the wind out of him and doubling him over.

With Bakugo now gasping and wheezing on the ground, Izuku quickly backed away and looked to his classmates. "You saw that right? He came at me like a wild animal and I had to fight for my life! Please for the love of the gods tell me he'll be punished and I'm fine? I mean it was totally self defense!" Izuku rambled, seeking his peers' validation on his claims.

"Totally dude."

"Such uncouth behavior."

"Is he actually in the Hero Course?"

"I thought I had aggression issues."

"And he is most definitely going to be punished for his unacceptable behavior. Yes, I assure you Stark-san that you are not in trouble." Midnight assured, activating her Quirk on Bakugo and knocking him out, putting him out of his temporary misery.

"Alright then, while Bakugo will be sent to the principal, we shall continue our tests. Stark-san, do you mind?" Midnight asked. Wordlessly, Izuku sent another wave of nanotech at the unconscious bully, which formed into a set of restraints that slowly dragged him away.

The class went through their tests with earnest vigor. While some performed as of the expected above average, some below, some of the students stood out in various tests. Ochako for one, clearly won the ball toss, removing the gravity of the ball and scoring an infinity. The midget with purple balls won the side steps, bouncing between two of the balls he detached from his head. Kamala used her stretchy body to absolutely dominate the sit ups. Various other students excelled in tests tailored to them.

The only test that didn’t have a clear winner was the Endurance Run, which consisted of Momo, who made and rode on a solar powered scooter. This had the unfortunate side effect of sending her massive breasts jiggling hypnotically, a distraction that Izuku was thankfully distracted from, as he'd rather make a deal with Mephisto than be labeled a pervert. The midget, the blonde boy, the Spider-Man ripoff, Ochako, the punk girl and the pink girl were unfortunately not so lucky, as while they all looked occasionally, the midget was the only one who stared.

Izuku was one of the other students excelling in this, opting to lazily glide around, setting his gauntlets, boots, and mini jetpack to autopilot. Laura was the other one, her regeneration allowing her to keep pace and barely be winded. Eventually, Midnight had enough and requested them to stop, which they did. Now that all the tests were finished, Midnight could finally compile the results.

1- Izuku Midoriya-Stark 

2- Shoko Todoroki

3- Momo Yaoyorozu

4- Kamala Khan

5- Laura Kinney 

6- Tenya Ilda

7- Tokoyami Fumikage

8- Eiko Kirishima

9- Ochako Ururaka 

10- Mina Ashido

11- Tsuyu Asui

12- Yuma Aoyama

13- Hanta Sero

14- Denki Kaminari

15- Kyouka Jiro

16- Toru Hagakure

17- Minoru Mineta

18- Katsuki Bakugo N/A

"Good job today everyone! Now, before I send you home I- buzz- sorry hold on." Midnight said, pulling her phone out.

"One Minoru Mineta has an extensive track record of misconduct centered around harassment of female students. It is highly recommended that he is not a member of the Hero Course at this time until he gets his act together." -signed Harmony, UA's security system.

"Alright then. Mineta-san, I have just been notified of your intense history of sexual harassment, and as your teacher, I hereby remove you from the Hero Course, until such time we feel that particular aspect is no longer a problem. Please go see the principal to transfer to General Studies. The rest of you, grab a syllabus and read it over for tomorrow, although be warned, it is likely to change." Midnight ordered. Mineta sulked as he slowly made his way back to the school, muttering about hot babes the whole time. Once he was out of sight, all the girls breathed a sigh of relief, a few of them failing to suppress a shiver of disgust.

As the school day ended, Izuku was preparing to walk back home with Ochako when the duo heard a few pairs of footsteps walking towards them. The duo were surprised that Ilda was at the front of the group, seemingly the leader of the group. They didn’t bat an eye when they saw Momo coming up to them, given her reaction when they were reunited, although they didn't expect Jiro and the pink girl, Mina Ashido to join alongside them.

As Ochako and the other girls naturally gravitated to each other, Izuku and Ilda stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do until Izuku broke the ice. 

"Ilda-san, I'd like to apologize for snapping at you during the day of the Entrance Exam. It was uncalled for behavior and I have no excuse." Izuku apologized to the blue haired teen.

"It is, okay Stark-san. I will admit, what I did to you was unnecessary at the time, and for that I apologize as well." Ilda admitted, bowing at a 90 degree angle.

"Alright then. Call it even and start fresh?" Izuku offered, extending his fist out.

"That is acceptable." Ilda agreed, awkwardly bringing his own fist to meet Izuku's, completely unsure of what to do in this situation.

Back with the girls, the four of them were talking about various topics, ranging from their Quirks, what they've been up to recently and many other topics, as well as introducing themselves to each other. Unbeknownst to a blissfully unaware Izuku, as the girls conversed, there was a tiny bit of tension in the air between them, lightning clashing through their eyes as they all knew there would be conflict between them over a certain someone. As the girls stared each other down, Laura, Kamala and Robbie soon came out as well, giving the four girls a quick glance as they made their way to their green haired friend.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Robbie? How's life in 1B treating you?" Izuku asked, a shit eating grin on his face. Robbie matched it with a devious grin as he and Izuku brought their hands together for a manly handshake.

"Made a few friends this morning that I'm in a class with, and while that's nice, we have to deal with a rabid blonde chihuahua as well." Robbie lamented.

"Oh man dude, can't wait to see how that's going to work out for him. Ironically, we have a pomeranian in our class" Izuku laughed, anticipating the eventual brats smackdown.

"You know it dude." Robbie agreed, him, Laura and Kamala joining Izuku in his laughter.

Nezu's Office

Katsuki Bakugo, groaned as he slowly woke up. His stomach was a bit sore but while that wasn't a problem, his throat was absolutely killing him. That damn Deku.

"Ah good, you're finally awake." A voice in front of him said. Sitting up, Bakugo came face to face with a scarred, white rodent. Looking around, he noted he was in a substantially ornate office.

"Principal-san." Bakugo said politely.

"Ah, that's good that you know who I am. That makes things much easier. Do you know why you're in my office today Bakugo-san." Nezu said seriously, bringing his paws together.

"Not really. All I know is that fu-, Deku attacked me and now I'm here." Bakugo caught himself, stomping out his tendency to curse.

"You are partially correct Bakugo-san. You see, you're in my office today because of your attempted assault of another student in an unauthorized moment. Every single student there gave their side of the situation and the one thing that they all said is Midoriya-Stark-san was acting in self defense, and you instigated things. Now, I'm only going to tell you this once. Attempt to attack anyone else while you're in my school outside of any teacher's authorization, and I will immediately pull you from the Hero Course. Do you understand me, young man?" Nezu said sternly, leaning forward and making Bakugo squirm a bit in his seat, feeling Nezu's cold, black eyes stare him down.

"Yes sir." Bakugou squeaked, knowing that the principal would likely follow through with his declaration.

"Good. I will be honest with you Bakugou-san, you have a lot of untapped potential within you that I would hate to see go to waste, but if you cannot control yourself around your classmates, then I cannot see how you'll control yourself around civilians. Now, the school day is over, so I implore you to please think about what I said." Nezu said sincerely, truly wanting Bakugo to succeed. Once Bakugo left his office, Nezu sighed to himself.

Better he be here and be reformed as a hero, than out there as a villain.

Back at the Midoriya Residence

"And done for today." Himiko muttered, sighing in relief that her lesson was done for the day.

"Impressive work Himiko-chan, and ahead of schedule as well. Izuku will be happy with your progress." The AI said happily, proud of her students' progress.

"Thank you Harmony-chan, glad to hear it. Listen, can you do me a favor and ask Izuku-kun to grab some chocolate for me? It's been a long time and I've been craving it the last few days." Himiko asked, getting up and stretching, throwing her chest forward before plugging the tablet in and going to her room.

"That is acceptable Himiko-chan, I'm sure he wouldn't mind getting you some chocolate. Any particular kind you want?" Harmony asked, relaying the message to Izuku.

"Nope, nothing specific, just get me chocolate." She said, licking her lips as Inko and Toshinori walked in.

AN: I have no excuses on why this took so long to get out, all I can say is I have a life outside of here. Also, just wanna make it clear I dislike Aizawa as a teacher. Anyway, as you can see, I've cut some of the 1A members out of the story. It's just simply to make things easier. Anyway, you guys pumped for Live and Thunder.

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"So Izuku-kun, do you know what we're doing today?" Ochako asked, looking to her side as she walked at a slightly faster than normal pace. Next to her, Izuku was lazily pushing himself along on a skateboard, occasionally texting on his phone.

"No idea. All I know is Toshinori-san had to leave early for it and Harmony won't tell me." Izuku said, easily weaving past the citizens of the city. While the majority ignored him or gave him strange looks, very few (in reality, former classmates from Aldera) gave him dirty looks.

"You're damn right sir." The AI stated smugly.

"Anyway, all I know is it must be pretty damn important that they're not letting me know what it is. I mean obviously I'll rig things to be in my favor if I knew." Izuku boasted.

"Is it too much to ask for you to play fair for once?" Ochako chastised, although she did smile a bit. While she was used to his antics and personality at this point, she had to at least make an effort to reel him in.

"Depends on what I'm playing fair with. When it comes to heroism, you have to take every advantage you have, as villains won't play fair, ya understand?" 

"I'm aware of that Izuku-kun but think about your classmates. You got to give them a chance to shine." Ochako said, agreeing with him somewhat.

"Yeah I guess. Oh crap, something is happening up ahead." Izuku said, slowing down the board and pulling aside, with Ochako doing the same.

"STOP VILLAIN!" Death Arms shouted, chasing after a sickly looking man with a woman's purse, although he was moving fairly fast.

"For fucks sake. Harmony, trip him up and disperse." Izuku said in annoyance, disappointed in the state of heroism here.

"Of course sir." The AI replied, turning into a mass of floating 'liquid' and flying to the thug's feet.

"What the fuck is this?!" The hoodlum cried, panicking wildly as the nanotech turned into marbles and quickly pulling his feet out from under him, sending him flat on his back, knocking the wind out of him. He was done. As the criminal groaned in pain, a red costumed man strolled out towards him, attempting to read a newspaper. When he got to him, he put the paper aside and leaned down next to him.

"C'mon dude, you're a common level street thug, you have a standard to uphold, the least you can do is stay on your two feet." Wade taunted, poking the would-be thug obnoxiously in the head.

"You said it Wade." Izuku said, giving the mercenary a high five. His joke for the chapter done, Deadpool made his grand exit, which involved stepping on the fallen criminals balls before disappearing into the masses.

"Oof, that's gotta hurt." Ochako hissed as Izuku instinctively flinched.

"Hey, did anyone see what happened to this criminal?" The muscular hero asked, finally making his way over.

"Other than that very funny guy stepping on his balls, no sir." Ochako said respectively, Izuku nodding agreement.

"Hey, I remember you, you're that kid from that slime villain. You didn't do anything to this villain this time, did you?" Death Arms asked sternly, narrowing his eyes at the green haired teen.

"No sir. As you can plainly see, he is not frozen at all, neither is the surrounding area. I honestly have no idea what happened to him." Izuku lied smoothly.

"If you say so kid. Just stay out of trouble you two." The hero said, fully buying his answer.

"Will do." Izuku said half-heartedly before pulling Ochako along.

"Half truth?" She asked.

"Yes." He said without hesitation.

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The strangest thing about U.A. was the normality of it all. 

The coursework was advanced compared to a typical high school, but most of the subjects they were being taught were mundane. The fact that the teachers were also pro Heroes merely contributed to the surreality.

Of course it was stupidly easy for Izuku, not that he was complaining. More nap time.

Lunch was unsurprisingly chaotic. Lunch Rush cooking up a storm, numerous students chatting. Normal lunch room stuff.

"Well, our first heroics class is coming up. Wonder what that will be? Considering the fact that a certain someone won't tell me." Ochako said, not so subtly nudging Izuku in his side. Sitting with the duo was Laura, Kamala, Momo, Kyoka, Mina and Tenya, all of them, save Momo, eating a very modest lunch.

"Suck it Ochako." Harmony retorted, making everyone else at the table look around in confusion.

"Who are you talking about?" Mina asked, black eyes darting around in worry.

"Izuku-kun made an AI that integrated itself into UA's system seamlessly. Even patched a few entry points in the security she said." Ochako said in a bored tone before taking a bite of rice. She was used to his antics and bullshit.

"Yup. Harmony is extremely useful 99% of the time. Obviously this is the 1%." Izuku said in mock anger, glaring at the ceiling before taking a bite out of his PB & J.

"Incredible." Momo breathed out, astounded at such an incredible invention, leagues ahead of the world. Shaking off her amazement, she went back to her lunch, which for all intents and purposes, could be considered a mini buffet, consisting of a few plates filled to the brim.

"Yup. Like I'll admit I'm biased but she is one of my greatest creations. Even if she is a bit of a smartass." Izuku joked.

"Sounds awesome. How long did that take you? A few years?" Kyoka lazily asked before taking a bite of her salad.

"About six months or so, give or take." Izuku boasted.

"Damn." Mina whispered, Tenya not even bothering to chastise her language, as he too was dumbstruck.

"Admittedly my attention was split elsewhere at the time so maybe four or five months tops if I really focused on her." He admitted before shoving the rest of his sandwich into his mouth.

"Holy fuck he's smart and cute. I wonder if he's rich too, not that it would matter." Momo, Kyoka and Mina thought in unison, small blushes on their cheeks.

"Oh hey Robbie. Who's your friend?" Izuku asked, seeing his other foreign friend and a girl with plant hair making their way over.

"Hey guys. This is my classmate Shiozaki-san. Shiozaki-san, these are my friends Izuku, Laura, Kamala and their classmates obviously." Robbie said with a smile, introducing his classmate and his friends respectively.

"A pleasure to meet you." Ibarra said as she bowed before the new duo took a seat at the table.

"So Robbie, what brings you to my table?" Izuku joked.

"A very annoying classmate that I'm doing my absolute best to avoid when necessary." He deadpanned, exhaling in annoyance before taking a bite of his lunch. Ibarra sighed as well.

"While it is unfortunate, our one classmate indeed has an infuriating personality." Ibarra said regretfully, closing her eyes and performing a mini prayer of sorts, as if asking for the strength to put up with him.

"Really? That's weird as we have one too. Is it that blonde kid you talked about?" Kamala piped in, adding onto the joke of 1A and 1B having rabid blondes.

"Yup a is it that it that Bakugo brat that used to bully you mercilessly because you didn't have any powers?" Robbie said nonchalantly.

"Are you serious/what/you've gotta be kidding me?" Momo, Kyoka and Mina gasped, appalled at their classmates' past personality and behavior, which clearly hasn't changed. Ochako was not surprised, considering how he she had to put up with that asshole for years.

"The one and only." Izuku sighed in sadness. Not so much at the bullying but rather the shameless racism.

"Fuck that guy." Robbie muttered, much to the agreement of Ochako.

"Yup. So, guys saw the news on that flaming skeleton last night?" Laura chimed in, trying to change the subject to something less depressive and more in line with their classes.

"Oh yeah, he took down a major drug operation last night. Only guys he killed were really fucked up apparently. " Izuku praised, ignoring Tenya calling him out on his language.

"Yeah, I heard one or two of them even had a few murder charges on them. Good riddance to bad trash." Laura said.

The small group discussed amongst themselves over the topic, all of them having different viewpoints on the subject. Izuku, Kamala, Laura and Robbie were the only ones actually agreeing with the vigilantes' methods. Tenya and Ibarra were vehemently opposed to them, while Momo, Ochako, Mina and Kyoka were split.

"Look, all I'm saying is if someone has killed a few dozen people and they keep killing, I think it's better to just put them down." Izuku said passionately.

"But that's murder Stark-san, we'd be no better than him." Tenya argued, trying to appeal to Izuku’s morality.

"Would you be saying that if someone killed close friends and family? Is it also okay to let him keep killing innocent people? I'm not saying killing people is perfectly acceptable or encouraged, but I do believe there's a difference between killing for the sake of killing, and killing to save innocent lives." Robbie argued, making most of the group sit in relative silence, digesting his words. As they sat there, the bell rang, signifying it was time to leave for class.

"Would you look at that, already time to go. Alright everyone let's go. See you later dude, and nice meeting you Shiozaki-san." Izuku rambled, giving a fist bump to Robbie and bowed to Ibarra, actions Kamala and Laura mirrored.

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"So who do you think is going to teach us?" Mina asked nobody in particular. There was no teacher in the classroom, leaving the students to make small chat as they waited for their Heroics teacher.

"Considering how All Might is a teacher here, it's logically gonna be him." Izuku stated matter of factly, lazily throwing a paper airplane he made to pass the time.

"What?"

"Really?"

"All Might's a teacher here?"

"I have an AI integrated in the school system: I know almost everything going on here. Besides, who better to teach us heroics besides Mr. Number One himself?" Izuku snarked, before throwing a crumpled up paper ball into the trash.

"Fair point." Momo conceded, seeing the logic in his statement.

Izuku’s obvious prediction was correct as All Might entered the classroom, told them they would be starting combat trials, and that they would be changing into their costumes for the first time. Everyone was visibly excited, with Izuku, Kamala and Laura the only exceptions

"Some interesting outfits we got here." Izuku said to himself, still in his school uniform. He has his suit with him 24/7, no need to join the others. Kamala and Laura were in and out of the changing rooms, more than understanding of the time frame for heroes.

"You got that right Midoriya-san." Toru said from next to him. Looking to his side, Izuku immediately recoiled, covering his eyes with a hand when all he saw was gloves and boots.

"Oh my sweet Jesus girl. Please tell me you have an invisible body suit on you or something." Izuku berated, trying not to think any dirty thoughts.

"Why would I? I'm invisible by default so why bother?" Toru asked in confusion.

"Nnggh." He moaned in annoyance, sending some nanotech into his nose to stem a nosebleed he felt coming on.

"What do you think of my outfit, Izuku-kun?" Ochako asked from behind him. Turning around, his breath briefly hitched in his throat.

Ochako's hero costume was a skin-tight black, white, and pink suit, emphasis on skin-tight. Her suit hugged her curves to great detail, which was super effective against Izuku's eyes and imagination. Around her waist and hips was a whitish-pink belt of sorts with a pink circle in the middle, and she wore large whitish-pink armored boots that reached up to her knees. Her shoulders were clothed in whitish-pink fabric and, meeting with a salmon pink rings around the upper bicep, black fabric around the rest of her arms to large whitish-pink spherical orbs on her wrists with pink straps on them. A wide white stripe descended down the middle of her chest, with two black spots by her neckline and a black stripe by the middle of her stomach. She also wore a white helmet on her head, a pink visor showing her whole face with the white helmet arcing around her head and pink handle-looking objects sticking out behind were ears would be. Probably the only combat focused things about her costume were what looked to be armor pads on her thighs and shoulders.

"Why is every girl here trying to kill me!?" Izuku panicked internally, somehow succeeding in keeping a cool and calm facade on the outside.

"Y-you look great Ochako-chan." He muttered, trying to avert his eyes respectively.

"Thanks Izuku-kun! Although I do think I should've mentioned that I didn't want it skintight." She said in embarrassment.

"So glad I mentioned I wanted it skintight." She thought to herself, elated at Izuku's reaction to her costume. 

"Hmmm, that is indeed unfortunate. Fortunately, they followed my specifications and request perfectly." Momo said sympathetically. Izuku and Ochako turned to her and unfortunately for Ochako, she couldn't stem the small nosebleed that crawled out of her nose.

Momo's hero costume was a sleeveless crimson leotard that showed her slender arms and curvaceous legs in all their glory. Around her waist, doing a decent attempt to hide her wide hips and bubbly ass were two golden utility belts, with a large brown book on the back. Around her shoulders and lining rest suit were silver lines and a thinner smaller belt around the top portion of her chest, which directed Izuku and Ochako to the fact that her crimson leotard was open in the front, exposing her pearl white skin from her neck to her navel and showing a generous, almost obscene amount of her large cleavage.

"Who the fuck is letting a girl like Momo walk around half naked!?" Izuku screamed mentally, wishing whoever let this costume through a very painful accident. Thank God that twerp Mineta wasn't there.

"I-It suits you Yaoyorozu-chan." Izuku stuttered, straining not to faint at this point.

"Oh, so that's how you're playing." Ochako thought, lightly staring at Momo. The voluptuous girl met her gaze and for a brief second, lightning seemingly flashed between them.

"How are you holding up Izuku?" Kamala asked, giving the boy a few supportive pats on the back. She knew exactly what he was going through.

"I'm managing Kamala. I'm managing." He admitted.

All Might called for their attention, and began the run down of the class.

As he ran the class through the heroes versus villains exercise, the rules and the conditions for victory, he made one thing very clear, “Part of the reason I’m throwing you all into combat so early is to understand what your strengths and weaknesses are.  However, I want you all to remember that this is a school exercise and that you are still learning. Most of you are all novices when it comes to using your Quirks in a combat scenario.  While Midnight encouraged you to go Plus Ultra in your assessment tests, I want you to show restraint.  Control is just as important a trait in heroics as power, if not more so.  I’d rather not have Recovery Girl beating my shins for sending you all to the infirmary on day one!” All Might explained, chuckling a little at the end, although he did look nervous.

"To decide on teams, we will be drawing lots!" All Might held out a yellow box with a slot and the word 'Lots' on the front.

"Isn't there a better way to decide on teams?" Iida questioned.

"Think about it, Iida," Izuku responded. "Heroes often have to team up with other agencies and Pros on the spot. This training could help simulate that experience. Of course this pertains to heroes that usually work solo by I digress."

"I see." Iida said. "Life is a series of random encounters and variables. Thinking on it now, it would be illogical any other way since it would waste time and energy. Excuse my rudeness!" Iida bowed.

Team 1

Yuma, Kamala and Toru

Team 2

Katsuki, Hanta and Tsuyu

Team 3

Kyouka, Momo and Izuku

Team 4

Laura, Mina and Ochako

Team 5

Tokoyami, Shoko and Eiko

Team 6

Denki and Tenya 

"Teams 1, 3 and 5 shall be the heroes, while Teams, 2, 4 and 6 shall be the villains. Teams 1 and 4 shall start us off, followed by teams 2 and 5 and then 3 and 6. Villains, you shall have a few minutes to prepare yourselves." All Might announced, sending the respective teams to the field.

"So Kahn-san, since you're friends with Kinney-san, is there anything we should know about how to fight her?" Aoyama asked warily, having somewhat of an idea how powerful the two of them and Izuku were but very little info regardless.

"She's got claws in her knuckles, which she'll hopefully not use, as well as an impressive healing factor and enhanced senses, so if we fight her, Aoyama and I can't hold back at all as we need to allow Hakugare to sneak past. The whole first plan basically is on her." Kamala said, pointing to the pair of gloves and boots.

"How good is her healing?" Aoyama asked a tad nervously. She must have some serious good healing that she'd have to go all out just to have a chance. 

"She had a good amount of her body burned down to the bone and she healed it back in under a minute. She's taken a bunch of attacks that would've killed a lot of people, so we have to hit her hard and hope she's knocked out. Sounds like a plan?" Kamala said casually, ignoring the scared look of the blonde foreigner.

"Yup!" Toru said confidently, undeterred by Laura's powers. 

"Oi." Aoyama said, summoning her courage.

Inside the Base

"So do we have any plans?" Mina asked. Mina's suit consisted of a skintight purple and turquoise bodysuit, a camouflage patterning the colors of the suit. It clung onto her athletic body like a second skin, defining every curve eloquently, and ending just above her breasts, yet revealing a decent amount of her large cleavage. She finished up her attire with an unbuttoned, sleeveless, cropped, tan waist-coat, white fur along the collar, violet and beige colored boots, and a white mask over her eyes.

"Ashido, you and I will go out and try to hit the three of them before they can get anywhere near here. We're at a disadvantage considering Kamala can stretch her body, Hakugare is invisible and Aoyama can shoot down the bomb and grab it. Hmmmm." Laura said in a militaristic tone. Laura's costume was a yellow and blue, form hugging bodysuit complete with an owl-like facemask and flared yellow boots. [All New Wolverine]

"Ashido, cover the entire floor with the weakest acid you have, we'll use it as an indication of where Hakugare is if she comes in. Ochako-san, you stay here and defend the bomb. If you absolutely need to leave for whatever reason, keep the bomb out of reach. We good?" Motioning to the room around them as she relayed the orders

"Yeah, we got this!" Mina cheered, pumping her fist up in eagerness.

"Alright, let's go." Laura said, leading the pink girl down the halls with her, her hearing giving her an idea as to where her opponents were.

"So Kinney-san, how do you know Midori?" Mina asked, blushing lightly as she glanced at her companion.

"Izuku? He's one of my best friends and we've been by each other's sides for years. I was in a bad place when he met me and our friendship just happened." Laura said in monotone, not particularly sure why she was asking about her friend.

"Awww, how sweet! He sounds like an amazing guy." Mina swooned, clasping her hands together over her heart.

"Yeah, he is." Laura said, actually blushing lightly under her mask. Without warning, a large hand burst through the wall next to them and grabbed Laura. Quickly pulling her through, Laura growled when her head was bonked hard against a piece of rubble from the wall before she was slammed against another one, cracking against her as she felt her body break slightly.

"Oh, so that's how it's gonna be?" Laura growled, glaring at Kamala. Kamala gave the berzerker a cheesy grin before slamming her skull into the ground. Kamala was garbed in bright red leggings, shirt, scarf and red sneakers, clashing with a slightly modified blue burkini, blue domino mask on her face, and a yellow 'Z' like symbol on the front. Overall, minor changes from her previous outfit. [Marvel Studios' Ms. Marvel]

"Holy shit that's gotta hurt!" Everyone save Izuku thought in the observation room, wincing at the brutality on display. Even All Might couldn't hide it.

As Kamala toyed with Laura, Mina and Yuma were engaged in their own duel. Mina was forced on the defensive, using a combination of her acid and dance skills to avoid the blondes lasers. Trapped in a narrow hallway with no way to get closer, Mina's only strategy was to hold out and hope Yuma overextended herself.

Yuma's costume consisted of a bluish-black bodysuit, along with a suit of metallic lavender and golden armor; a chest plate, two spherical shoulder pads, elbow-length vambraces, and knee-length boots. Her chest plate had a high V-neck collar with a golden Greek fret-like trim, as with the lower diaphanous piece under the belt and the edges of the vambraces. It also came with a long, glittery indigo cape as well as a belt with a golden ring-shaped buckle with a blue crystal, from which she would presumably use her Quirk, matching the smaller ones over her shoulder pads and knees. It had straight angled golden lines running down her baggy pants, a matching set around the shafts of her boots, and finally, a red-tinted wing-shaped visor over her eyes. Overall, very flamboyant.

"Can't touch me! Can't touch me!" Mina taunted, grinning like a loon as she ducked, weaved and danced around Yuma's lasers. Feeling mischievous, Mina stopped her dodging, giving Yuma an opening which she took. It was all for naught, as Mina dodged at the last second. Her efforts were rewarded by another laser that managed to hit her.

"Oof!" She cried, being launched back a few meters and slamming into a wall.

"Take this!" Kamala teased before she slammed Laura into another wall, dragging her alongside it, bits of rubble and debris get lodged and stabbed into her.

"Aarrrrrggghhh! Kamala I swear to God, once I get out of here I'm kicking your ass to hell and back!" Laura all but screamed.

"No you won't and we both know it, so just stay there and take your squeezing." Kamala taunted, enlarging her other hand and poking Laura in the face. This was a mistake on her part when Laura bit her finger.

"Gah! Why?" She cried, releasing her grip on the berzerker as she shrunk her hand and cradled her bleeding finger.

"Fuck you, that's why." Laura growled, wiping her mouth of the blood. Before she could charge Kamala, Mina skidded past her, drawing her attention. This was her undoing as Yuma's laser crashed into her face and chest.

"Stay still!" Yuma shouted, completely focused on trying to hit the acidic hero.

"God damnit Aoyama!" Laura cried as she was launched back, smacking her head on a dangling piece of rubble. It was clear this is what knocked her out as she didn't get back up.

"Kinney is knocked out!"

"Apologies!" Yuma cried, although it fell on deaf ears. Mina couldn't help but chuckle lightly, not paying attention as she slid on her acid. When she got her bearings back, she could only deadpan when she saw a large fist rushing towards her.

"Crap." And just like that, she was sent head over heels, knocked out as she slammed onto the ground. To add insult to injury, the capture tape was wrapped around her.

"Ashido has been captured!"

"Good job girl." Kamala praised, giving the French girl a high five.

"Thank you Kahn-san. Shall we assist Hakugare in capturing the bomb?" Yuma asked, panting lightly. She seriously had to up her training.

"Naw, let's give her a chance to win this. Worst case scenario, we'll clean up." Kamala said, waving off the blonde concerns, wanting to give the invisible girl a chance.

In the bomb room, Ochako stood in complete silence, on full alert as she defended the bomb. Knowing Hakugare was liking heading her way, she was putting her complete focus into listening for the girl, using the environment which was littered with obstacles to her advantage. Her efforts were rewarded with a door slowly opening with nobody there.

"So, you've decided to make yourself known, hero. Well then, show me what you got." Ochako taunted, throwing on a fake facade and playing the part. Strutting over, she made sure to be as quiet as possible.

"I know you're there Hakugare, so come on out and WHAT THE HECK! GET OFF ME!" Ochako teased, although halfway through she attempted to pull someone off her back. Feeling a forearm wrap itself around her throat, it was clear to Ochako that Toru wanted to choke her out.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" She gasped, pulling her arm off just enough to catch a breath, only for it to go back to strangling her.

"Sorry." Toru apologized sincerely, tightening her grip when Ochako began thrashing like an animal, Toru barely hanging on. Ochako could feel herself blacking out and her struggles get weaker. Suddenly, she had an idea. Touching herself with her Quirk, she pushed herself, and by extent Toru, off the ground and towards the ceiling. Once maximum height was achieved, she deactivated her Quirk, sending them both crashing to the ground HARD, with Ochako landing right on top of Toru.

Toru's grip immediately slacken, allowing Ochako to take in as much air as she could, Toru groaning in pain underneath her. 

"Ugh, okay. Let's get you out of here." Ochako wheezed, grabbing the capture tape and wrapping it around her opponent.

"Hakugare has been captured."

Ochako collapsed onto the floor, staring at the ceiling as she caught her breath and attempted to get her second wind.

"Okay, it's a two on one and I have a few minutes left to win. Gotta hide the bomb." Ochako muttered, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Bringing a hand to her throat, she winced. That was going to bruise.

"Hmmm." Ochako thought to herself, looking at a window and getting an idea.

"Okay, last floor, it's gotta be in here." Yuma said, looking at the last, and open door in the building. This was where Ochako was hiding and where she took out Toru. Going inside, the duo were confused when they saw nothing. 

"What the? Where is it?" Kamala wondered, curious as to where everything went.

"She couldn't have snuck past us, let alone with the bomb, so she has to be here somewhere. Perhaps she's-ACK!" Yuma suggested before she was cut off, as Ochako crashed onto her from above, knocking her to the floor as the capture tape was wrapped around her.

"Aoyama has been captured!"

"Oh, you're a clever one aren't you? Using your Quirk to float above the door and ambush someone." Kamala praised, smiling as she clapped lightly, surprised at the ingenuity.

"Izuku-chan gave me a few tips on how to use my Quirk. You've gotta admit, they're good." Ochako said, praising their shared friend as she took up a fighting stance.

"Cannot argue with that. Damn super genius he is." Kamala praised, enlarging her hands and taking up a fight stance. To her worry, Ochako didn't, opting to cross her arms cockily.

"Well, time is almost up, so why don't you give up and surrender?" She taunted, sending Kamala a condescending smirk.

"What kind of hero would I be if I let the villains win?" Kamala retorted, matching the brunette's grin. Her answer was Ochako touching her finger pads together, sending a barrage of debris crashing onto Kamala.

"What the hell? God damnit!" She yelled, caught off guard by the assault. This was the opening Ochako needed! Dashing forward, Ochako barely managed to weave through the falling rubble. Diving for Kamala, she barely managed to wrap the tape around her.

"Kahn has been captured! Villains win!"

"Good shit girl!" Kamala cheered, patting an exhausted Ochako on the back.

"Thanks. Good match Kahn-san." She panted, leaning against her opponent and letting her escort her out. Passing by Yuma, Kamala grabbed her in an enlarged hand, the blonde humming lazily.

"Yup. So, where was the bomb anyway?" Yuma asked, somewhat content to be carried away. Despite losing, it was a good fight.

"I opened a window and lowered it to the floor outside. Nobody said I 'couldn't' do it, so why not?" Ochako said, leaning into the villain mindset and not playing fair.

"Clever." Kamala praised. 

"So I have to ask, were you holding back?" Ochako asked, glancing at her companion

"Oh big time." Kamala said, not even attempting to hide the fact she was giving Ochako a chance. Ochako sighed, having her suspicions confirmed: she was a long way off from Izuku’s strength.

"Alright, who was the MVP of this match?" All Might asked the other classmates.

"Hard to say, but it definitely boils down to Kahn, Uraraka and Kinney. All three of them knew the strengths of themselves and their allies and put them to good use, and in Kahn and Kinney's case, knew each other well enough that they had to plan for and around each other. Uraraka used both her quirk and the environment to great advantage, as well her move with the bomb." Momo offered, having analyzed the fight in great detail, she believed she had a good idea of who were the best players.

"Excellent points. Any other input?" He asked.

"I think Uraraka-san was the MVP. Like Yaoyorozu-San said, she used everything at her disposal to great effect, performed her role well as well as the fact she put the bomb outside, something you said we couldn't not do." Tsuyu said, summarizing the thoughts of quite a few, but not all of her classmates.

"Do we have anyone else agreeing with Uraraka being the MVP?" All Might asked, looking at his students expectedly. He was met with a decent chunk of the class agreeing with the frog girl, with the notable holdouts being Bakugo and Todoroki. The former as it was nothing new, the latter due to not caring. 

"Congratulations Uraraka. Now then, onto the next match." All Might praised, giving the brunette a few light pats on the back.

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Chapter Text

In just one day, the news about All Might was teaching at U.A. High quickly spread to everyone, causing reporters to quickly gather at U.A. for two days straight. This unfortunately brought great annoyance and suffering to numerous students.

"What's it like being taught by All Might himself?" asked one reporter eagerly, rudely shoving a microphone into Izuku's face. Smacking it away, he stormed off, leaving Robbie, Kamala and Laura behind

"Who?" Robbie asked dumbly, grinning as he melted a mic that was forced onto him before leaving.

"He some kind of body builder?" Kamala joked before enlarging her fist and crushing a mic and following Robbie. The reporters nervously looked at Laura who merely yawned.

"I'm too tired to give a shit." She drawled, merely opting to smack a camera onto the pavement and breaking it.

For the next few hours, class went on as normal. Midnight briefed them on their previous hero trial, telling them she'd be discussing with them one on one how they did. She also gave them a brief plan for the year in regards to what she had planned for them during their hero course. The rest of class before lunch was to be spent on picking a class president, which of course devolved into pandemonium that Izuku and Laura slept through. A while later, it was lunch time.

"I can't believe I'm class president," voiced Izuku as he ate a cheeseburger he made and brought from home. Around him were the usual crowd: Kamala, Laura, Ochako, Momo, Mina, Kyoka, Tenya, Robbie and Ibarra.

"Why would you be so surprised?" asked Momo as she got an extra large serving of her lunch, one heavy in fats for her Quirk. Izuku glanced at the taller girl, who was currently digging in.

"Don't want to sound like that, but it's not exactly something high on my list of priorities." He said with a shrug before finishing his burger.

"And that means?" Mina trailed off. Izuku rolled his eyes.

"I'll delegate it to Harmony." He muttered. Mina may be cute and fun, but she wasn't the brightest bulb.

"Love you too boss." Harmony said sarcastically, the mental image of a girl sticking her tongue out somehow crossing their minds. Izuku glared at the ceiling.

"Don't give me that. You're in UAs's security system, you're running my apartment building and lab. This is nothing." Izuku ranted and boasted. His friends sweatdropped at the sight of him arguing with his AI, yet they still giggled. Leaving the green genius to his devices, everyone conversed with each other instead

"But Iida-san, didn't you want to be class president?" asked Ochako, and it did make sense, considering he brought up the idea to vote for the president.

"Wanting to be it and suitable for it are two very different things," replied Tenya, "I merely did what I judged to be correct."

Ochako huffed as she continued to eat her food, seeing his point. She and the others were already familiar enough with Tenya by this point that they knew he was part of a family that had been heroes for generations, and that he was the little brother of a rather famous hero, Ingenium. You pick a thing or two up in that family.

VREEEEE

Suddenly, a screeching alarm went off in the cafeteria, followed by an announcement.

"Level 3 Security Breach detected. All students are to evacuate outside in a swift and orderly manner."

"What's a Level 3 Security Breach?" Tenya promptly asked an upperclassman that stood up.

"It means someone infiltrated onto the grounds!" yelled the upperclassmen, "In my three years here, this has never happened before! We have to get out of here!" He ordered. As one, everyone got up except Izuku, Laura, Kamala and Robbie.

"Okay, let's see who we're dealing with." Izuku muttered, knowing Harmony already got a bead on what was happening. Outside was the swarm of reporters from this morning, having gained entry from a now disintegrated front gate. Rewinding the footage, it went to someone in a disguise that hid all their features, grab the gate and destroy it. The crook alerted the press and slipped in with the crowd. Izuku raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, clever. Step above the rest. Now what do you want?" he said appraisingly before Harmony skimmed through the footage, quickly landing onto the interloper skimming quickly through some files, careful not to activate their Quirk.

"So an espionage mission? Mmmm, sloppy. Aunt Natasha would be disappointed. Now to fuck with you." Izuku said in disappointment before proceeding to mess with the criminal. Turning an icon on his tablet, an annoying buzzing noise filled the room the spy was in, making him look around wildly. Stopping it for the time being, the spy continued their work, grabbing a drawer only for Harmony to make it fall out violently, smashing his foot. As he bounced around holding his foot, everything else in the room seemingly came to life, making his paranoia go through the roof. Panicking, the spy eventually found what he was looking for before having his friend warp him out. Izuku chuckled.

"Hehehehe. Harmony, if you would." He ordered, seeing as the real threat was gone and there wasn't any actual danger anymore. The intercom blared back to life.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please return back to your seats and class. Everything is under control. To the interlopers, your faces are documented and the police are currently being notified." Harmony announced, with the trespassers slumping down in defeat.

Meanwhile, at the front gate of U.A., Nezu glared at the entrance door. It had been completely destroyed, and he knew no reporter could have done this. From a glance, it looked like the doors had disintegrated. Despite Harmony's efforts, she was unable to get a good look at the individual in question, although they now knew that they needed contact with all five fingers in order to activate their quirk as well as they had a partner with a warp quirk.

"Just who instigated this whole thing," murmured Nezu, "And did they slip in to get something…. or did they just want to declare war?"

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It was a nice and sunny day. The birds were singing while the bakers were putting out fresh bread. People were heading to wherever they needed to. All seemed peaceful...

"Listen, heroes! Don't come after me, otherwise, I'll kill this unfortunate family!" shouted an enormous muscular villain named Trapezius Head Gear, who currently held a family of three in his right arm.

Mt. Lady, Kamui Wood, and another hero could only grit their teeth at their helplessness. The villain was strong and fast, and Mt. Lady could not use her titan form in fear of harming the hostages and instead focused on keeping the area clear. As the villain seemed to start bragging, they all heard a voice.

"Have no fear, family! Missouri Smash!"

All Might dashed right past the villain from behind and karate chopped him in the head, instantly knocking him out while securing the family to safety.

"Why? Because I am here while on my way to work!" declared All Might, causing the crowd that had formed near the incident to cheer. As he put the sobbing family down and saluted the officers for their hard work, his ears could not help but pick up another cry for help.

"It's a hit-and-run!"

Despite the fact he would be running late to work, All Might could not ignore the cry for help and ran towards the scene. Besides, it's not like he had a drastically short time limit these days or anything. In the shadows, a brownish green humanoid looked at the number one hero and cracked his large hands.

While All Might was out and about saving the day, his step son was in less than enjoyable circumstances. Forced onto a bus for the lesson in heroics for the day, the class of rowdy teens, garbed in their hero outfits, were making a ruckus as they were driven off campus. Of course, Laura and Izuku were using this as a chance to nap, unaware of the sneaking glances that were shot his way for various reasons.

His nap was interrupted by Tsuyu gently nudging him awake.

"As you might know, I tend to generally say what's on my mind," stated Tsuyu before turning to Izuku, "Izuku-chan, what is your Quirk?" Everyone perked up at this, curious as to what the class president and number one students Quirk was. It was so versatile yet unique that nobody could figure it out, save his friends who remained tight lipped.

"I'm quirkless." He said nonchalantly, making almost everyone's eyes widen in shock, save for the ones who were already in on it.

"Then how did you do all that stuff with that tech?" Denki asked.

"I'm suuuuuuper smart dude." Izuku drawled, taking on a vaguely stoned voice.

"How smart?" Toru asked, leaning forward in curiosity if her clothes were any indication.

"My dad made a ramshackle war suit that was bulletproof, had flight, flamethrower and I think machine guns in a cave with nothing but a box of scraps. I've picked some things up from him and others way smarter." Izuku explained plainly, driving home just how smart he was. He sat up straighter seeing he had a crowd gathering.

"My entire adopted family are technically quirkless. Laura and Kamala came from that dimension and- he started before seeing the dumbfounded stares. He rolled his eyes.

"Don't give me that look. You know it isn't that far-fetched." He deadpanned, creating a semi awkward tension that was broken by Shoko of all people.

"That's cool." she muttered in deadpan, making everyone crack up and laugh. Unbeknownst to them, she cracked a small smile.

"All I have is my quirk Hardening. It's good in a fight, but it's not very flashy." Eiko pouted childishly, even crossing her arms under her bust. Izuku merely patted her shoulder,

"Look, Eiko, can I call you Eiko? You have a quirk in the first place, that's more than some people. Be grateful. Anyway, I digress." said Izuku, latching onto the different subject, "Your quirk's more than enough to go pro." He said supportively. He brought out his phone.

"Besides, sometimes the simple powers work best. Hold on." He said, pulling up a hologram on his phone. On it was a VERY big, muscular black man. He was dressed in a hoodie, was bald with a beard and overall looked like a thug.

"This is Luke Cage, a hero from that dimension. Same power as yours basically, along with some extra strength." He explained. The students watched as the hero stood there defending some kids behind him, dozens of bullets peppering him harmlessly and bouncing off. Next, some random thug went to punch his face but to everyone's shock, the aggressors hand broke on contact. As he cradled his hand, Cage grabbed him and threw him many meters away effortlessly.

"Oof, that was brutal." Momo said, leaning over onto Izuku to watch. Of course, said boy stiffened up when he felt her impressive chest rest on his shoulder, not that she noticed. They also didn't notice the subtle glares Ochako, Mina and Kyoka shot at them. Kamala chimed in.

"Believe it or not he's one of the lower level heroes we have." She said passionately pulling up photos of some of the stronger heroes such as Black Bolt, Colossus and Namor.

"How strong are the strongest?" Bakugo asked out of the blue, surprising everyone considering how anti-social he was.

"We've got a few on par with and even stronger than All Might." Izuku said, making everyone's jaws drop. Ochako can only nod in confirmation. Everyone went silent at the revelation. Before it got too awkward, the bus pulled to a stop.

"Oh we're here." Izuku announced, prompting everyone to depart.

They all got off the bus to see a large dome building before seeing someone in a large space suit waiting for them as well as two familiar faces.

"Everyone, I have been waiting for you!" declared the person in the large space suit.

"Oh my gosh, it's the Space Hero No. 13!" gushed Ochako. "She's my favorite hero!" Izuku waved at the other female hero there.

"Hi mom!" Izuku said cheerfully, shooting a smile towards his mother, which she returned. Izuku looked pompously towards their third teacher.

"So Hobo-Sensei, what are you doing here? Nezu-san took pity on you and gave you a job?" He taunted, eliciting a growl from the homeless hero. Without skipping a beat, Inko snapped at her son.

"Izuku, you're grounded." She said sternly, making him deflate and drawing some giggles from his friends.

"Worth it." He muttered under his breath, which Kyoka heard and couldn't help but snort. Aizawa sighed.

"If you must know, problem child, I'm on probation in a sense. Damned rat did not like the lesson plans you sent him." He explained. Izuku huffed dramatically.

"Well they were some crappy plans, so tough." He snarked, taking up the front of the class. They were swiftly led into the domed building to see so many variations of rescue training areas, all built to simulate real time disaster.

"It looks like Universal Studio Japan!" said Eiko and Mina, gushing like fangirls

"Flood zone, landslide, fire, etc," stated Thirteen proudly, "Every natural disaster you could imagine, I've created a simulation of it. I built this facility myself. I call this place the 'Unseen Simulation Joint'! Otherwise known as USJ!"

'So it is USJ,' thought all the students at once.

"Thirteen, where's All Might?" asked Shota, "He's supposed to be here." Inko chuckled.

"You know how my husband is. Can't resist the urge to be a hero and help people." She said with a giggle. Just one of the things she loved about him. Every student that wasn't in the loop locked onto Izuku with a crazed look.

"Dude, All Might is your step dad?" Mina asked, grabbing onto his clothes and shaking him like a madman, their faces dangerously close. Before she could get carried away, Kamala enlarged her hand and grabbed the pink girl by the waist

"Can we not do this now?" Izuku whined in embarrassment.

Thirteen began to speak about her quirk and just how dangerous it was. Thirteen continued to explain how each teacher's trials had expanded on their own hidden potential and the dangers of using them against someone.

"This class will show you a new perspective!" lectured Thirteen, "You will learn to utilize your quirks to save lives! You all have powers that are not meant to harm others, but to protect and save! I hope that after this day, you will leave with the understanding that you are all meant to help people. Thank you for listening."

As Thirteen bowed, the students clapped at her speech.

"She's so awesome!" clapped Ochako enthusiastically before feeling something beckon her.

"Hey, what's that over there?" she asked, pointing at a golden stick with a leather strap embedded in the ground at the bottom of the stairs leading to USJ. Izuku dashed to the front and gasped when he saw the item in question.

"No way." he muttered before making his way over, everyone save two distracted by Thirteen giving a brief history the mysterious object.

"We honestly have no idea what it is." she said in embarrassment.

"One day it just crashed from the ceiling. We tried everything we could to get rid of it. I used my Quirk, we tried melting it, even had All Might try and move it. Didn't even budge." she said, still somewhat in awe of the mysterious object that couldn't be moved. Despite all that, they left it be, both because it wasn't doing anything and because USJ was already built. Her musings were interrupted when she saw Stark reach for it.

"Stark don't!" She called out but it was too late. Grabbing the handle, Izuku used his whole body to no avail. Making a gauntlet, he tried using mini rockets to help but to no avail.

"Yup, I figured. Kamala, Laura, want a shot at it?" Izuku muttered, slapping his hand on his thigh in disappointment before calling his friends over. Like Izuku, Kamala and Laura met the same result. Seeing the incredulous look on everyone's face, he eased their worries.

"Don't worry, I've dealt with a similar situation before. You've got nothing to worry about. C'mon you guys. Live a little!" Izuku cheered and like a dam, all the other teens rushed forward and attempted to move the object. One by one they tried and they failed all the same. Momo tried to create something to help her move it. Eiko hardened her body and slammed into it full force and to her surprise, hurt herself a little. Bakugo simply tried blowing it up.

"So what exactly is this thing?" Thirteen asked Izuku, who stood by his side as everyone made an attempt. Izuku smiled.

"Just a very important test." he said cryptically, smiling as Ochako went up last and gave it a shot. Despite meeting the same result, she had a large smile. Before Thirteen could press further, an electrical surge traveled through all the lights, dimming the whole room by a noticeable amount. All three pro heroes, as well as the three experienced teens, suddenly knew something was wrong while a chill crawled up their spine.

Suddenly, a dark purple rift appeared in front of the fountain that was in the middle of the whole dome. The rift suddenly expanded, the purple mist spreading wide. As the pro heroes directed their attention to it, out came a hand, followed by a face with a severed hand on it.

"Gather up and don't move!" shouted Shota, scaring the students.

Seeing their protective nature, the students couldn't help but obey as villains began to flood the area from the mist. The most prominent ones were the man with multiple severed fake hands all around his body and face, the giant humanoid with its brain clearly visible, and the purple mist that slowly reformed into a human figure.

"So they're the scum responsible for trespassing," growled Shota as he put on his goggles.

"Where is he?" stated the man with hands all over his body and face, "Where is All Might? I even went through the trouble of bringing all these people, too. All Might... The Symbol of Peace... I wonder if he'll come if we kill some kids?"

The fact he said that so nonchalantly and loudly for all of them to hear sent shivers down quite a few student's spines.

"Villains!? How'd they get in here!?" shouted Eiko.

"Yea, who'd be stupid enough to sneak into a school for heroes?"

"Harmony, call for help." Izuku ordered but to his horror, he got nothing. Either they knew ahead of time of her existence or whatever was jamming the connection was too powerful. Considering how much of a hail mary the invasion was, he was betting on the latter.

"Oh this isn't good. Some kind of jamming Quirk has to be used. I've lost contact with Harmony." Izuku muttered darkly, drawing gasps all around.

"Does that mean they are only here or at the whole school?" stated Shoko, allowing herself to be led away by Inko alongside the rest of the class. All of them unaware of Izuku, Kamala and Laura staying behind and in fact making their way to the invaders.

"And since we're isolated away from the main campus," continued Laura. "During a time where we're scheduled to be here. That means nobody knows what's happening here. Quite smart for a bunch of fools." she growled, cracking her neck in anticipation. Kamala sighed.

"A broken clock is right twice a day." she said in disappointment before the two girls looked to their leader.

"Well, it's clear Handjob, Fart Cloud and Frankenstein are the big boys. Everyone else is fodder." Izuku explained, giving insulting nicknames to those who were clearly in charge. Laura chuckled.

"I know what you're thinking Izuku, and I'm for it." she said, clearly getting more and more pumped up for what was to come. Kamala began stretching, her limbs lengthening to comical proportions.

"You know we're supposed to be evacuating right?" she said, not like she was going to herself.

"Yeah, I don't really care much. Besides, they're here to kill the big man himself, clearly Frankenstein is their secret weapon. Good chance Handjob Is who snuck in while Fart Cloud has the warp Quirk." Izuku said, shaking his head as he formed the most basic armor around himself. While he wouldn't have anything like stealth mode or his drones without Harmony, his sword, cannon and flight would be enough. Taking a breath, Izuku hopped over the ledge of the platform and began plummeting straight down.

"Hopelessly outmatched, odds against us." Kamala said, following her leader down, using the numerous divots of the rock to make her way down.

"Typical Tuesday." Laura said, a bloodthirsty grin on her face, opting to slide down the cliff and drag her hand against it to control her speed.

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Izuku, Laura and Kamala made their way over to the trio of villains. The hand villain whispered something to the mist one, causing the latter to warp out somewhere. He'd be tricky. Izuku briefly looked at his armor. Without Harmony to regulate and control everything, it was incomplete and basic. No drones, cannon or sword while the armor itself was clunky and unrefined. Just some minor jets for dodging and energy repulsors.

"So this is your so-called invasion force? Not that impressive." Izuku called out, keeping the two villains' attention on them.

"HYDRA grunts are more impressive than this." Kamala muttered under her breath, Laura growling in anticipation and agreement.

"And we got a few stupid kids trying to play hero. You're really that eager to be killed?" the man with a hand fetish taunted, but to his dismay, the trio ignored him, instead focusing on the Nomu.

"God this thing is UGLY. Whoever made this thing sucks." Izuku said as he stared into the lifeless eyes of the scarred monster. It didn't even acknowledge his presence. Hand fetish quickly got worked up.

"Are you even paying attention to me!?" He screeched, scratching at his neck madly. He wasn't expecting this treatment at all and it was pissing him off. Izuku replied without missing a beat.

"Absolutely not. Get on my level scrub." He said flatly, not even looking at him, all the while backing away from the monster.

"NOMU! KILL HIM!" he screeched. The Nomu immediately made a beeline for the armored greenette and slammed a fist down on him, creating a crater in the ground. Izuku dodged with some minor difficulty. The Nomu was faster than he expected, but he dealt with faster.

"Rude." Izuku said dryly as he dodged another punch. With the Nomu focused on him, it didn't notice Laura rushing it from behind. Jumping onto its back, she unsheathed her claws and began stabbing and cutting into it wildly, chunks of flesh and blood flying everywhere. To her annoyance and concern, the wounds were regenerating right before her eyes. Not the fastest but still. Bringing up an arm, he fired a repulsor blast at the obvious leader but to his annoyance, the mist villain opened up another portal in the way. Instincts flaring, Izuku ducked immediately, allowing the repulsor blast to shoot the Nomu in the face, burning it and blasting off some flesh.

"Kurogiri. Why are you here?" the hand villain screeched. So Izuku had a name now.

"I've incapacitated Thirteen and scattered the remaining students throughout the facility. I would've gone for the kill Shigaraki but I was clearly needed here." the warp villain said in a much softer tone. The trio of heroes could only facepalm mentally at the brazen stupidity of these villains. Revealing their identities right in front of them. No way were they the actual threat. Izuku fired a repulsor blast between the villains.

"Hey, we're here to fight, not chit chat. Let's go Shigaraki!" he called out and threw a lazy punch at the hand villain. As he engaged the two villains Kamala and Laura kept the Nomu occupied, with the former still latched onto its upper body and mutilating its head. Meanwhile Kamala was split between tripping and keeping the Nomu off balance and disoriented, thus allowing Laura to do what she was doing unimpeded, as well as keeping the mist villain moving and away from her allies, her stretchy body forcing him to keep moving lest he be grabbed.

Izuku and Shigaraki were engaged in hand to hand combat, with Izuku just managing to keep up. Man he really needed to stop relying on everything else to get by. Thankfully, his opponent was doing worse off than him stamina wise, as he was starting to breathe a little harder.

"For a stupid kid, you're strangely competent." Shigaraki panted, staring at the armor-clad teen in front of him who simply shrugged.

"Got a head start of a few years. Fought way worse than you and that hunk of junk." Izuku said nonchalantly, turning away to fire a blast at the Nomu, who was helpless as it was torn asunder. Shigaraki wasted no chance and rushed the distracted teen.

"Awful big talk for a dead kid!" He yelled, latching a hand on the back of the teen's head. Nothing happened.

"What?" He squeaked in shock. Nothing Sensei threw at him survived his touch unscathed, saved the strongest of materials. Without missing a beat Izuku kicked behind him, nailing the villain in the gut and knocking the wind out of him.

"I saw your Quirk in action. Five finger contact on one object causes disintegration." Izuku explained lazily, as if talking to a child. In reality, he talked to Nezu and found out that the USJ schedule was taken. It didn't take a genius to figure out what the plan was, and thus had his armor set to counter that the best he could. Granted he wasn't anticipating the loss of Harmony but still. Shigaraki lunged for Izuku but he lazily caught him by the wrists and squeezed them, a few small pops coming from them. Shigaraki grit his teeth and to his rage, Izuku put both hands on himself, where once again nothing happened.

"Unlucky for you, this armor isn't exactly one solid piece." He taunted, and sure enough, his armor was segmented. Each piece just big enough to provide decent protection yet small enough he couldn't blindly latch on. Perfectly countered. His fearful thoughts were cut short by Izuku rearing back his head slamming it against his own. Hard.

"GAARGH!" Shigaraki wailed, clutching his bruised face. Blood flowed from his nose and mouth, obviously broken and missing a tooth, as well as shards of the now broken hand he wore scattered around him on the ground and in his face, revealing it to Izuku. Shigaraki stumbled backwards, trying to get away from someone who was clearly toying with him.

"Now, are you going to give me a challenge? After all, you came to kill All Might, and you can't even handle three teens." Izuku asked, slowly making his way to the scared villain.

Meanwhile, around the various zones of the USJ, portals were opened up, dropping the students in a not too kind manner.

"What the hell? Where are we? Bakugo yelled as crashed into the uneven, rocky terrain of the landslide zone. Getting to his feet, he was unfortunately sent right back down with Eiko landing on his back. Roughly shoving the bulky girl off of him, the explosive blonde took note of his surroundings with a faint blush on his face.

"It appears the mist villain has some sort of warping Quirk." Eiko said, not particularly bothered by the fact that Bakugo grabbed her rear end to move her.

"That's just great." Bakugo huffed. As if to spite him even further, dozens of villains began to surround the duo. Bakugo felt his eye twitch.

"And it just gets better!" he shouted in annoyance and rage as he engulfed a charging villain in an explosion, with his companion hardening herself and tackling another.

In the fire zone, Denki, Momo and Kyoka were dumped from above unceremoniously. Unfortunately for the former, he was dropped face first.

"Oof, that's gonna hurt tomorrow." Denki groaned as he rolled on the ground, swearing his nose was broken. Momo didn't have a soft landing either, only she landed right on her back. Kyoka was the only one with a relatively cushioned landing. Shaking her head of cobwebs, the first thing the punk girl saw was Momo's bountiful chest filling her vision, with the taller girl blushing scarlet.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" Kyoka said in a panic as she scrambled off the curvy teen as fast as possible.

"It's fine, we've got bigger things to worry about." Momo said as she got up, still blushing. Creating a few iron bats, she handed two of them to Kyoka and Denki, all three of them getting into defensive stances as a good amount of villains made themselves known.

In the flood zone, Shoko and Hanta, like their classmates, were rudely dropped on a boat in the middle of a lake.

"Oof, Todoroki, are you alright?" Hanta asked as he got up and took in his surroundings. It seemed they were on a boat in the middle of a lake. Looking over the edge, he let out an unmanly yelp (Eiko twitched in the distance) as he stumbled back in panic, narrowly dodging a swipe from a shark like villain.

"Annoying." Shoko muttered. She didn't want to put up with this today.

"Okay, so the flood zone is flooded with villains, hehe." Hanta joked, trying to ease the tension. As he began to calm down, he turned to Shoko to ask her what the plan was, only to see her freeze the lake solid, just managing to avoid the villains and leave them alive in some bubbles.

"That was anticlimactic." Hanta deadpanned as he followed the dual haired girl. Said teen could only shrug as she hopped off the boat and made her way to dry land. Looking down, she could only see the villains pout in their pseudo cages. Hanta couldn't refrain from rubbing it in and gave them all a cheeky grin, their glares not amounting to much.

Unbeknownst to the turmoil of his students, All Might was zooming across the city in an impressive fashion, unable to ignore the cries for help.

"I'm going to get an earful from Inko tonight. So many crimes today." he thought to himself as he quickly stopped another would be hostage situation. It was strange, as usually him being about lowered would be crimes. He couldn't dwell on said thought as to his surprise, a police car was sent rocketing into the back of his head, sending him head over heels for a few blocks down the middle of the road, cars swerving to avoid him.

"That actually hurt." He thought in worry. Picking himself off the ground, he saw the car was completely totaled. Hearing the murmurs of concern around him, All Might put his trademark smile on full blast, not only to soothe their worries and keep his mind busy. Whoever could hurt him with a thrown car of all things was no two bit thug. Feeling thunderous footsteps make their way to him, his suspicions were confirmed.

"You must be pretty foolish to attack the number one hero like that." He called out to his aggressor, actually having to crane his neck up to look him in the eye. His foe chuckled in a deep voice.

"Not foolish, just looking for a good fight." He explained in English as he cracked the knuckles on his massive hands, each pop sending shivers down everyone's spines.

"As of now, you're one of the few who could pose a challenge to me." He continued as he began to pick up the pace, large footprints embedding themselves in the asphalt with every step.

"Well if it's a fight you want, I'll gladly oblige." All Might announced as he started to meet his opponent head on. After a few seconds of buildup, the two titanic combatants rushed each other at full speed and practically vanishing in the blink of an eye. They collided in a ground shaking crash, a decently sized shockwave erupting from them on impact. A titanic hand caught All Might's fist with ease, while the hero held back the fist aimed at him with some difficulty.

"I'll have to be careful, as loathe to admit it, this guy isn't all brawn." All Might thought to himself as he felt himself slowly but surely inch backwards. Realizing strength wouldn't cut it, he moved to the side, making the villain stumble slightly before he delivered a flurry of punches at his side. Small shockwaves erupted on each impact but apart from the slight flinches, didn't seem to have any effect.

"C'mon, is this all you got?" his foe chuckled darkly, seemingly unbothered by the assault on him. Gritting his teeth, All Might put more power into his punches, the wind whipping around them as he struck at the villains stomach, liver, kidneys and chin. All this did was get him excited.

""Haha, that's what I'm talking about! Now, let me return the favor!" he cried madly before effortlessly catching a fist that just smashed into his chin. Lifting him off the ground effortlessly, All Might could only dangle and widen his eyes as his captors free hand became a fist.

"Crap." He muttered before it rocketed into his midsection, with far more speed and power than he gave. The hero was launched in the blink of an eye, the city block sized shockwave cratering the street below him as All Might was sent crashing into numerous buildings, his aggressor right on his tail.

"Can't touch this." Izuku taunted in a sing-song voice as he easily side stepped to dodge a wild punch sent his way.

"Can't touch this." He repeated, ducking under another wild swing by the insane man child. Shigaraki wasn't having as good of a time.

"Stay still you damn brat!" he screeched, doing his best to even lay a finger on the teen in front of him. Deciding to humor him, Izuku planted his feet firmly in place and stopped moving. Not wasting the chance, Shigaraki sent a punch at his chest only to die a little inside when he merely leaned very far back at the last second.

"Even against a still target you suck!" Izuku said as he righted himself before retaliating.

"Cock shot." Izuku announced loudly and sure enough, he dropped low and sent a straight bunch right into Shigaraki's unguarded manhood. Said villain immediately dropped to his knees, cradling his injured jewels. As he did so, every male, hero or villain, in the facility had the urge to cover their own genitals.

"Not. Cool." Shigaraki got out in a very high pitched voice. Izuku knelt down and put a condescending hand on his shoulder in faux sympathy.

"You're lucky I decided to be merciful and not just blow it off." Izuku stated. His taunting was stopped by the ground rumbling.

"OUT OF THE WAY!" Laura shouted, now holding onto the Nomu for dear life. Said bio weapon was now just charging around mindlessly in its attempts to remove the feral girl on it. Running behind them was Kamala, who had an enlarged hand wrapped around the mist villain, dragging him along the ground as she followed her friend.

"That's just badass as hell." Izuku said. Said appreciation was short lived as in a moment of desperation, the mist villain opened a portal right in front of the rampaging monster.

"Fuck me." Izuku deadpanned as the Nomu appeared right behind, giving him no time to dodge as it slammed into him like a freight train. As he slid against the ground and left a trench, Laura was finally dislodged just enough for the Nomu to grab her by the leg. Slamming her into the ground a few times, leaving puddles of blood with every earth shaking slam, the mutant could only glare at Shigaraki as he placed his hand on her face, removing everything on her face and upper body down to her metal skeleton.

"This isn't good." Kamala muttered as the Nomu threw her friend aside, forcing her on the defense as her stretchy body was pushed to avoid both the monster and the mist villain. As she was led away from her downed comrades against her will, Shigaraki leaned over Izuku, staring him in his face armor.

"I'm going to enjoy this." He hissed as he brought a hand down slowly to his face. Izuku caught something in the corner of his eye behind the villain.

"Real quick, what time is it?" Izuku asked, grinning under his mask. Shigaraki only blinked at such a strange question.

"Excuse me?" He asked in confusion. He got his answer when a loud, boisterous voice rang throughout USJ, similar to All Might in the comfort and assurance he brought upon announcing his arrival.

"IT'S CLOBBERIN TIME!" the voice called out in English before a large, orange, rocky man flew in and punched the Nomu in the face with a small shockwave upon impact, sending it flying head over heels a few meters away.

The Nomu's assailant was a big, rocky, thing to put it lightly. Standing at 6 feet tall, the rock man had a wide, muscular body larger than All Might's, his entire body composed of what looked like orange rocks. He was bald with a distinctive brow ridge and blue eyes. Massive hands with three fingers and thumb were clenched into fists while his massive legs and feet were in a fighting stance. The only thing he wore were large blue shorts that went down to his knees, leaving the rest of his body bare while on his shorts, a large emblem with a 4 was exposed proudly.

Thing- Voice: Michael Chiklis- Appearance: Earth 616

"Awww yeah, now we're talking!" Kamala cheered, pumping her enlarged fist up in joy at the arrival of the cavalry. Seeing he was distracted by the newcomer, who with one, single punch, overrode his Nomu's shock absorption, Shigaraki was unprepared for yet another punch to his balls as Izuku shoved him aside.

"How the hell did you get here Ben?" Izuku asked excitedly as he made his way over to the large, rocky hero. Said hero chuckled at the young fanboys enthusiasm. Never got old.

"Major cataclysm on a cosmic scale happened before I ended up here. I'll explain later. What's the deal with these guys?" He said, crossing his arms as he looked around the facility. He was familiar with how this world worked, Izuku explaining it to the ever curious Reed and by extension everyone else of the Fantastic Four whenever the young hero needed help or decided to pop by.

"The mist guy can teleport things, the man child with hands can disintegrate things he touches with five fingers. Big ugly has super strength, shock absorption, regeneration and everything is riding on it apparently. Everyone else has a variety of weak powers. Here to kill teens and crud." Izuku explained, telling the big man all he needed to know about the situation for the time being. Ben grinned as he uncrossed his arms.

"That's good enough for me. C'mon ugly, bring it!" he called out, charging the bio weapon and throwing a punch at it. A punch the monster met head on. Massive fists collided to create a shockwave felt by all as round two of the invasion began.

"Who the hell are these guys?" Katsuki yelled as he shot off another explosion, knocking out another villain. Ducking under a punch, he countered with one of his own as well as a followup explosion.

"I don't particularly care about that. All I know is they're trying to kill us!" Eiko shouted back, hardening her body and delivering a headbutt to another villain and taking him out.

"Impressive." a deep, gravelly voice ground out in English, making Eiko and Katsuki shiver.

Turning to its source, they saw a massive, muscular man, with a build a few sizes smaller than All Mights and standing a staggering height of 7'6. He was shirtless, revealing his tan skin that had what looked like ritualistic designs on various parts. His forearms were covered in what looked like black cloth and fur, something his baggy pants shared as well as his fur boots. On his face was seeming permanent scowl, with wild black hair and pure red eyes making him all the more intimidating.

Lash- Voice: Matthew Willig- Appearance: Earth 616

"To have such control of your power at such a young age is commendable." the newcomer said as he cracked his neck and knuckles in anticipation. Not wasting any time, Katsuki threw an explosion at the new villain, but to the blonde's dismay, the explosion seemed to be absorbed into him, leaving him unharmed. The villain locked eyes onto his aggressor.

"Now, are you worthy of it is the question." He said with a small grin, energy pooling in his hands. Just before he could launch his attack, an energy bolt smashed into the back of his head, and while it did get absorbed, it also got the villains attention.

His attacker was a male with a height of 6'2. While the villain was garbed in primitive looking cloth, the newcomer was dressed in a much better state. Brown leather pants were tucked into what look like rocket harnesses on his boots, while a crisp red leather jacket hugged his muscular upper body. On his head was a weird looking gas mask with ominous red eyes that glowed that for some reason showed off his brownish blonde hair. In his hands were some weird looking guns that had another barrel aiming along the main barrel growing out of the handle.

Star-Lord- Portrayed by Chris Pratt in Avengers Infinity War

"Look, I'll admit I'm not the best man in the universe, but killing kids is kinda off limits." the new guy said in English before tapping his mask, which vanished in a flurry of blue pixels, almost similar to Izuku's armor. The face underneath was pretty handsome, with a good amount of stubble to emphasize his rogue looks as well as a thin mustache that was further helped by his green eyes.

"Who dares?" the villain growled as he turned to face his new foe, who could only huff.

"Peter Quill." He said in annoyance. The villain could only stare. Energy pooling in his hands, Peter hastily cut him off.

"Hey, you know what? There's another name you might know me by." He pleaded, halting the energy buildup for a second.

"Star-Lord." He said dramatically.

"Who?" the villain asked in genuine confusion, squinting his eyes and furrowing his brows. Star-Lord could only sag in defeat.

"Star-Lord, man. Legendary outlaw." He pressed, hoping that would ring any bells.

"Guys?" He asked the two student's, who could only shake their heads in denial. Before he could wallow in misery at the lack of recognition of his name, he was forced to dodge an energy blast that was sent his way.

"Hey, watch it dude." He shouted before reactivating his mask as his jet boots roared to life, sending him airborne. His attention occupied, Katsuki and Eiko used this as a chance to escape.

Back in the fire zone, Denki, Momo and Kyoka had just finished fending off their villains, with Denki putting in most of the work. He'd have to see about incorporating a ranged conductor into his outfit. Panting a little in exhaustion, they heard someone making their way to them.

The newcomer was young adult that stood at a height of 5'9 and wore black jeans and boots, as well as being shirtless, revealing his muscular body as well as the fact his left arm and pectoral was decorated in tribalistic tattoos. His skin was lightly tanned, with blue eyes and a most shaved head, save a wild mohawk of black hair.

Daken- Voice: Steve Blum- Appearance: Earth 616

"So, this is where my 'dearest' sister ended up." the angry looking man said in a gravely tone in perfect Japanese as he looked around, surveying the damage around him. To their confusion, he started sniffing the air like an animal before setting his sights on the trio.

"I smell her on you. Where is she?" He demanded.

"Who's your sister and why are you looking for her?" Momo asked diplomatically, hoping to avoid more unnecessary violence. The newcomer gained a cruel grin on his face as he looked at the teens.

"Good old family reunion. Maybe killing a few of her friends will draw her out." He said as he raised a hand, in which three claws all too similar to their classmate popped out. Two out of his knuckles and one under his wrist. Making his way to the trio, he only took a few steps before a few tiny beads impacted against his back, creating a few shockwaves that made Kyoka clutch her ears in pain. Regaining his footing, the villain turned around to his attacker, showing his rapidly healing back.

The man who attacked him stood at an even 6 foot, and was clad in a full body, black suit metal suit that hugged his body. His outfit was relatively simple beyond that, possessing gauntlets and boots that had what looked like sheathed claws on his fingers and toes, a necklace of what looked like metal teeth as well as a helmet that bore a striking resemblance to a big cat.

Black Panther- Portrayed by Chadwick Boseman in Avengers Infinity War

"T'Challa." the villain growled in English as he cracked his neck.

"Daken." the man known as T'Challa said in return in an accent that denoted an African heritage. While he was speaking English, Momo knew what they were talking about. The two of them began to slowly circle the other, with T'Challa doing his best to put himself between Daken and the kids, who despite just meeting these two, could tell they had a history between them.

"Even in another world you're still causing problems." T'Challa announced, in which Daken laughed at the declaration, with Momo relaying that info to her companions. That at least answered the question as to who these two were. A hero and villain from the world where Izuku, Kamala and Laura came from.

"Oh the King of Wakanda has taken interest in me, I'm so honored." Daken said sarcastically, placing a hand over his heart dramatically. Sensing that the two of them were about to fight, Momo escorted the three of them out of there, an action T'Challa noticed as he took a fighting stance.

"Considering your extensive involvement with those who threaten my kingdom, I'd be a fool to miss this opportunity to bring you to justice, new world or not!" he announced in righteous fury, razor sharp claws springing forth from the fingertips on his suit as he rushed at the villain.

"THIS WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE HAPPENING!" Shigaraki whined, throwing up his hands feebly to try and defend himself to no avail. Izuku's armored fist rocketed against his jaw, sending him to the ground.

"Shut up noob." Izuku said with a bit more anger in his voice than normal. As Shigaraki forced himself up, yellow boots stepped into his view. Looking up, he scrambled backwards in panic when he saw the girl whose face and upper body he disintegrated looking no worse for wear. Granted she was completely naked with her breasts exposed but still.

"What!? Didn't I kill you?" Shigaraki asked in total fear. All she had was metal claws. Sensei was the only one with multiple quirks. Right? He was answered by a yellow boot to the throat.

"She had worse." Izuku said nonchalantly as the man child clutched his throat in agony. All the while Laura continued to keep kicking him mercilessly as Izuku joined in. As the duo continued to mercilessly beat the pathetic villain, Inko, Nemuri and Aizawa finally grouped up, a bit scratched up but alive. The former was using her telekinesis to keep the injured Thirteen stable as she was kept near the trio of heroes.

Feeling a shockwave wash over them, they looked where they thought it originated from. Confusion marred their faces as the Izuku and a half naked Laura mercilessly beat the downed hand villain, who was curled up in a ball. Kamala was engaged with the mist villain in a perfect stalemate, neither one able to meaningfully take advantage of the other. What caught their eye was the large, rocky orange man engaged in combat with the Nomu and actually hurting it. Wasn't that thing made to fight All Might?

"Sensei, are you alright?" Ochako asked from behind them, making the trio jump a little. Turning around, Ochako, Tenya, Shoko, and Hanta were grouped up. Like the teachers, roughed up but okay.

"I'm managing Uraraka-san. Where is everyone else?" Inko said before inquiring where her classmates were.

"I'm not sure. That mist villain scattered us around USJ. There were villains there waiting for us but we fought them off." Tenya said, wincing when he put a little too much weight on one leg. Inko nodded.

"Excuse me." a soft, female voice in English sounded from behind the group, making everyone jump in surprise.

The mysterious woman stood a height of 5'6, not too out of place considering how she did have a somewhat Asian or even Japanese appearance to her. She was garbed in a green leather dress that hugged her curves, while her legs had a somewhat ridge-like appearance on the thighs and her boots. Her arms had green sleeves that went a little past her elbows and exposed some of her upper arms. Finally, on her forehead were two antenna that drew attention to her silky black hair that went to her shoulders.

Mantis- Portrayed by Pom Klementieff in Avengers Infinity War

"I'm sorry. I am Mantis. Do you know where I am?" the newcomer asked sweetly, clasping her hands together politely as she tilted her head, antenna twitching. Nemuri was confused.

"You don't know how you got here." the exhibitionist hero asked back in English stepping forward to meet the confused woman, who shook her head.

"Something very bad happened to me earlier and next thing I know I'm here. Do you need help?" she explained, making the teachers grow worried, as they could feel the grief emanating from the woman.

"Can you help find and defend my students?" Inko kindly requested in English, seeing quickly that the woman was just as confused but willing to help. Nodding, the mysterious woman quickly ran off to the greater USJ. As the group slowly made their way to the exit, trying to not gain any attention, the mysterious woman would come back every so often, small groups of the missing students with every drop off. Eventually, everyone was accounted for. Just as they went up to the stairs, a long bang came from the door, making everyone stop what they were doing.

"What the?" Izuku asked himself, only to be answered by another, louder bang, along with a huge dent on the wall of the USJ.

"That's not good." Thing muttered, subconsciously taking a step away from the noise, along with everyone else. A deafening silence washed over USJ, nobody even breathing in anticipation. Which was broken by something being thrown into the USJ, which now had a gaping hole in the wall, dust flying everywhere. So forceful it was that the group of students and teachers that were just about to leave were sent flying back down to Izuku's battlefield. As the dust settled, everyone, including the villains, looked at the thrown object in shock and horror.

"All Might?" Shigaraki asked in shock, gleeful at the hero's state. The powerhouse of a man was black and blue in places, numerous small cuts littering and destroying his outfit across his body, along with a small trail of blood coming from his mouth. All the students and fellow heroes felt their hearts drop into their stomachs at the sight of the hero in this state.

"God that hurt." the number one hero muttered, groaning as he forced himself to his feet unsteadily. Wiping the blood from his mouth, the hero took a step forward, only to stumble slightly. This time, Izuku, Ochako, Inko and Thing, who has abandoned his clash with the Nomu for now, were there to help him stay on his feet.

"What the hell happened to you?" Izuku asked, looking over his stepfather. His helmet crackled to life, while his main cannon and drones popped from his back. Back at full capacity.

"Boss are you there? What happened?" Harmony asked rapidly, panic clear in her voice, no doubt from being cut off.

"Harmony, is that you? Villain invasion at USJ. Inform Nezu and have him call in all available heroes. Multi Quirk bioweapon is on site." Izuku ordered the AI, the severity of the situation clear to her.

"That's not all boss." She said in fear. Before he could know what she meant, he looked at the gaping hole in the wall and felt his heart skip a few beats.

"Oh you've got to be shitting me." Izuku swore, freezing in fear. Looking up, Inko and Ochako froze too. Thing was the only one who had a brave face. Behind them, everyone couldn't help but tremble at the sight, while the villains took a step back. The Nomu whimpered while Shigaraki and Kurogiri felt their hearts race at the sight of the newcomer.

"Izuku. Who is that." Ochako got out. Izuku dared to take his eyes away to look at Ochako, catching Kamala and Laura, who was getting a new top from Momo, check in on their classmates.

"Remember a few months ago when I said I have uncles capable of destroying the Earth?" He asked, prompting a scared nod from the brunette, who, like Inko, had tears begin to form in their eyes at the realization as well as make every stare at him in terror. Heavy footsteps made their way down the stairs, echoing through the facility.

"This is one of the villains they contend with occasionally." Izuku stated, taking a few deep breaths. Thing cracked his knuckles and neck while All Might did his best to stand tall despite the ass kicking he just experienced, with Inko and Ochako backing away a little.

Said villain was a behemoth that dwarfed everyone in both height and muscle. At a staggering 13 feet tall with greenish brown skin, the villain stood on massive legs with what appeared to be a halfway point between digitigrade and normal human feet with a bone spur sticking out the back of his ankle. Bony kneecaps let to the fact he was naked, although thankfully there was no visible genitalia. His stomach was somewhat sunken in, making his ribcage that protruded in a grotesque manner all the more visible. Massive arms hung down to his knees with bony spurs in his elbows. His bald head was somewhat small in comparison to the rest of him as well as lacking ears. Finally, his enlarged spine stuck out a sail.

Abomination- portrayed as is in The Incredible Hulk

"Abomination." Izuku stated ominously, driving home the final nail. Everyone can tell why the monster in front of them was called that. Izuku turned to his former punching bag as Thing and All Might made their way to the super villain.

"Handjob. I propose a temporary alliance until this guy is done. Then we get back to killing each other." He offered, making the villain do a double take.

"And why would I want to do that?" He asked, not exactly keen on teaming up with the kid that was kicking his ass. Fuck, he'd rather die. Izuku quickly rocketed over before grabbing the hand villain roughly by his face.

"Because the big, uninjured guy right there has been beating up All Might like it's a typical Tuesday afternoon, while your monster can barely handle us and the big guy over there. I don't know about you, but I'd like all the help possible for a threat like that. Unless you want to actually die today." Izuku hissed, pointing behind him at the evidence, making Shigaraki gain some understanding of their circumstances.

"Ngh, fine. Nomu! Here!" he relented, calling over his monster.

"Anything I need to know about this guy?" Shigaraki asked as he walked alongside Izuku and Kurogiri, the Nomu lumbering behind them.

"Everything that Nomu thing has power wise, cranked up a few notches, plus those bone spurs and actual intelligence." Izuku stated. The hand villain hummed as they passed by the non combatants, Ochako a little too close to them. Shigaraki grinned.

"Good to know." He said, giving a little motion with his hand, just as the Nomu passed by Ochako. Like a bullet, it lazily shot its fist to the side, catching her in the stomach. Time slowed as Ochako was easily lifted off the ground. Eyes widened as her friends scrambled to reach her as her ribs broke while blood, spit and vomit shot out of her mouth.

"OCHAKO!" her friends cried as she shot off the fist. Her body never touched the ground, only stopping when her back impacted the handle of the mystery object sticking out of the ground with a disgusting crack. Shigaraki could barely start laughing maniacally before Izuku mercilessly shot him in his manhood, blood leaking from the now emasculated villains crotch as Izuku, Laura, Kamala, Momo, Kyoko and Mina made a mad dash for their friend and acquaintance.

"Ochako, Ochako, Ochako, look at me. You're going to be okay." Izuku said in a panicked voice, trying to keep the brunettes conscious. Laura and Kamala focused on applying pressure on her body, attempting to keep the blood in her while Momo made bandages and other medical items at a rapid pace before applying them. The other girls knew they couldn't do much so they elected to keep away just enough to watch but not hinder the four.

"Hey, hey. Look at me girl." Izuku said more forcefully, giving her face a few gentle slaps to keep her focused, blood staining his armor as he disengaged his helmet.

"Did I do good guys?" Ochako asked in a daze, a dopey, bloody grin on her face as she aimlessly reached out a hand, which Izuku grasped tenderly.

"Yes you did good Ochako. You're the best." He said tenderly, tears welling up in his eyes as she went into a nasty coughing fit, hacking up some blood.

"I may not have known you guys long, *cough, but you're some of the best things that have ever happened to me." she said somberly, her eyes trailing over her teary eyed friends before settling back on Izuku

"Izuku." She struggled to say as she gripped his hand with as much strength as she could. Everyone felt their stomachs drop in dread.

"I think I love you." She whispered before her hand went slack and her eyes went dim. Tears welled up in everyone's eyes as they started bawling. Mina and Kyoka latched onto Momo as they sobbed their hearts out. Kamala and Laura were more in control of their emotions but that didn't stop the tears from falling. All of them knew this was a possibility in hero work but to actually see it up close and personal, especially for the experienced trio, it was different. Izuku was motionless as he stared at his first true friend's corpse.

"Izuku." Laura said, trying to get the sole boy's attention to no effect.

"Izuku, listen to me." She pressed on, this time more forcefully. Izuku's head rose up. He gently put Ochako's hand on her body and closed her eyes before he stood up.

"Boss?" Harmony asked in fear and concern for her creator. His main cannon finally formed on his arm while his armor solidified into its default state while the prongs in his back sprung to life. Izuku turned to the now castrated Shigaraki, who made eye contact with Izuku as Kurogiri tried to perform some hasty first aid.

"You." Izuku said darkly as he raised his now glowing cannon at the downed villain.

"I'm going to kill you." He stated simply before firing it. To his anger, the Nomu jumped in front of the shot at the last second, saving its master, although at the cost of a larger chunk of its body being disintegrated for a brief time. Giving a rage fueled battle cry, Izuku flew at the trio of villains as fast as he could, sword unsheathed.

Just as brought the sword down on the regenerating Nomu's head, Thing and All Might met Abomination head on, creating a shockwave that echoed through USJ and signaled the start of round three.