based on 'All Might: Rising' OVA; contains Character Death

"Master!" Toshinori's call is swallowed up by the crackling electricity, the blonde hero-in-training watching helplessly as his mentor pushes him away, up into the air where Gran Torino can carry him. He's helpless, useless - unworthy and unable to fight, to save. "Master!"

Nana Shimura ignores his cries, clinging on desperately to the last flickering energy of One For All, as well as her own quirk. Violet-magenta flames dance arround the terrain that served as her battlefield, her dark eyes focusing onto the shape that stood tall and mighty amongst the destruction this fight had caused, much of which hadn't been caused by herself.

The seventh user of the sacred, passed quirk stares her at her arch-nemesis, unwilling to break eye contact with the decade-old foe. But she ignores him, raising an arm with slight difficulty as she points before clenching her fist, hoping that her protege is watching, hoping that he is safe and well. "All Might...I'm counting on you."

She knows he can't hear her. She knows its the end of the road for her. But she has to try.

Sorahiko...look out for him, please. Raise him how I will be unable to. Make sure his dream comes true.

She hopes they can both forgive her for this. She hopes they understand - she simply cannot walk away, not with him here. Not when his next target would be Toshinori.

"All For One," Nana allows herself to speak, despite everything hurting and feeling as if the oxygen is being squeezed out of her lungs. The hero shifts her stance, allowing herself to fully face the man clad in black, looking as if he had gained nothing more than a scratch during their battle. An aloof sneer is on his face as he gazes down at her, but Nana doesn't back down. "One For All will destroy you."

Maybe not now - maybe not in ten years time. But if Nana had anything to say about it, even in death, she would make sure All For One was taken down, once and for all. The cycle of hatred and killing would end. Her death, her sensei's death and the deaths of the five previous holders before them - they would not be in vain. She feels the familiar buzz of One For All rage under her skin - the quirk of which she had already passed to her protege.

"You are not yet ready."

A warning given through a dream - a predecessor, what had he been talking about...what was she not ready for?

All Might...you can figure it out. You can win.

"MASTER!"

All For One cackled overheard, his shadowed face turning gleeful as he raised a hand, crackling with black and red electricity. His blood-thirsty gaze fell upon the One For All user. "Thank you for such wonderful comedy." his voice roars over the flames and the lightning and everything else as he raises a hand.

Nana stares death in the face. She smiles - the easiest thing for her to do in this state.

The world around her explodes - reds and browns of the terrain fade to black and white as her body is hit with excruciating pain everywhere, the daunting laugh of All For One echoing through her ears.

But she feels at peace. Only one thought rings loudly through her head.

Next...it's your turn...

I'm sorry, Toshinori...

"Let me go-" Toshinori struggles against Gran Torino's grasp, fumbling to fight back, to save her. "-she needs us!" He could easily fight his way out - despite the Jet quirk user having the reins for now, the student knows he could use One For All and fight his way out - he had an unnatural mastery of it, Gran Torino wouldn't be able to keep hold while they were in the air like this.

But he refused.

"Master!" Toshinori shrieks one last time, seeing a growing, glowing orb of energy expand on the abandoned piece of land they had been on minutes before - where his master and All For One still stood. "Master, no!"

The earth rattled, shuddered and broke as the orb of energy exploded, sending shockwaves through the surrounding area and destroying anything within the immediate vicinity.

Including Nana.

Toshinori's calls die in his throat, tears shakily dripping down his face. His voice caught, and he forced himself to take a shuddering breath.

No, no, it wasn't fair-

A gasp escaped him as Sorahiko finally landed - on the outskirts of the closest city, he let of of the student. Toshinori couldn't hold himself up, and simply crumbled to the ground, shuddering and heaving as more tears escaped. He knew he had to be strong, he knew...but he couldn't! He couldn't look up as Gran Torino crouched down in front of him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Come on, kiddo." His voice was soft, so unlike the man who often took enjoyment in training him roughly. If Toshinori had bothered to look up, he would see the hero shaking with suppressed sadness and rage...he was holding it in for the boy who had lost his sensei...no, for someone who had been much, much more.

"I-I can't." Toshinori heaves, forcing his eyes to close as he tries to breathe in. "She's gone and I did NOTHING!"

All Might had failed. He had failed the first person that believed in him.

So much for the 'Symbol of Peace'.

You're next...All For One.