A/N: Welcome one and all to my very first fanfic, Cringe is guaranteed with the possibility of OOC, but that's a given in this site!

Now begin!

Smash!

Thoughts!

Regular words!


The dawn loomed over the horizon with sparkling water washing along the golden floor of sand, with the soothing call of the wind. The intoxicating smell of feces, used condoms, broken furniture and discarded clothing...wait what!?

The beach was covered in trash, mostly broken furniture and appliances, but their was definitely worse things beneath and between them.

In the middle of the once beautiful shore, stood a boy, messy hair with green highlights reflecting the sun's rays, cute freckles adorned his dirty cheeks. His body uncomfortably shredded and lean, very macho, with sweatpants. Kneeling on the sand, sweat damping the ground...tears washed his cheeks, staring at the pile, despair infecting his otherwise soft features.

'I'm sorry, all-might...' played in his mind like a mantra, his body broken, unable to move or pick the tire in front of him.

'Your son's quirkless miss.'

'I'm sorry izuku! I'm so sorry!'

' 'Fraid to say kid, you can't be a hero...'

The last one always stayed with him, even nowadays with this training, his proclamation of passing his torch and the promise of heroism...

'Stay strong izuku-chan, for all of us...'

The last was drowned among the sea of repetitive insults and the word 'quirkless'.

*Thump* *Thump*

"Still quirkless deku!? Guess things never change for losers! Guess i'm going to the top without your ass dragging me down!

Recent, merely a day ago, days, months and years. Each threat, every insult and treasured memories of childhood and fun. Burns deep within his spirit.

Kacchan, why?

*Thump* Thump*

What did I do?

Thump* Thump* Thump* Thump*

Why do you hate me so much?

Thump* Thump* Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump

We were friends! I followed you everywhere, I admired your quirk!

Thump* Thump* Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump

Yet you kept hurting me!

Thump* Thump* Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump *Thump

Maybe you should know what it-it feels like to be-to be...hurt! Why am I moving trash when I can be learning actual training! Why didn't mom do anything! Why does everyone have to PITY ME!.

...


Walking down the street, a disheveled blonde hair man, skinny to the bone with bright blue eyes sucked into his skull (Missing eyebrows, please locate!), wearing a oversized formal coat and scarf to combat the early cold; his black boots clicking on the ground with his baggy trousers sticked to his heels. Thankful the streets were empty, even with a cactus quirk, a cement man and a rat principal, pretty sure even a skeleton looking man would cause tons of awkwardness.

"Its already exams and midoryia still has tons of junk left to move." He spoke to himself, rubbing his chin that even Bruce Campbell would call excessive. Looking over the beach to witness the sun reflect off the sea, "theirs always next year I guess, plenty of time for midoryia to-"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Toshinori Yagi (Or all might, number 1 superhero and the symbol of peace) paused, stumbling at the bellowing roar, It pierced the heavens and shook the air, a beast? A monster? Some sort of villain?

Or maybe...no...no its not possible.

Toshinori buried that last thought, reaching his side, he grunted as he touched it, breathing as his body relaxed.

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOM*

The ground shook, toshinori stumbling, as if the earth itself was angry. In the distance, the far distance, a tower of sand sky-rocketed, visible to toshinori, junk along flew across the sky, heavy appliances, washing machines and a truck-frame hurdling towards him...Wait a minute. Toshinori's body moved on its own as he leapt to the side.

*Crash*

The hunk of metal crashed, skidding across the ground with heavy sparks, bending and twisting from the force. Toshinori steadied his breathing, as he looked back, recognizing the hunk of junk. 'Midoryia!' he screamed in his mind at the ensuing carnage.

His body grew, the baggy clothes tighten around mighty muscles, growing to inhuman height with his hair straightening and glowing brighter then it was before with his bangs straightening upwards. His shining teeth expressing concern.

He hunched over.

*FLLOOOOOOOOOSH*

The air cracked and sunk in from the force, a shockwave blazing stone and neighboring sand, the newly bulked man soared through the air.

'You better be alright kid!'


*Boom!*

The sand splits from the force, All might hunched down as his hand grazed the earthly particles, standing up.

His eyes widening at the scene.

Pot holes missing tons of sand down to its celement floor, which has split into spider-webbed craters, the viewing dock was reduced to piles of floating wood and lumber. The junk pile from yesterday was hone, not a grain of trash left. But that wasn't the focus.

"Midoryia! Midoryia!" All might called out, looking around the pot-holes and even the water.

"Kid! Are you here!" He screamed, sweat dripping along his face, worry plaguing his heart.

"All..." His ears twitched, zipping around to hear the faint moan from an even larger pot hole.

Running towards it, careful to reduce strength, looked over as grabbed his mouth in shock.

The hole was big, bigger then any of his smash moves or punches could accomplish, the cement and sand swirled into a massive crater, and in the middle...Was Midoryia.

Quickly jumping in and sliding along the sand, he leaped to izuku, carefully hunched over, as he gently turned midoryia to see his chest steadily rising.

All might gasped, breathing as he picked up the boy into his arms.

"All...might?" izuku muttered, lazily opening his eyes at all might's darken ones.

"Yea kid, i'm here!" All might chuckled, looking over the desolated crater, izuku saw it himself.

"What...happened?" He muttered, falling back to sleep, with his head laying on all might's shoulder.

"...Same here izuku, but it does seem familiar." he questioned.

The sun shined on the two, early morning, two hours till exam.


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