Chapter Three

Committing to the Power

"To think you put that much pressure on kids." Aizawa muttered as he looked down at the face of the little girl. She was young, maybe seven, at the most eight. He looked over to Midnight who was dragging the young man behind her by holding onto an ankle and letting everything else drag. Snipe had Toshinori on his back, still passed out and blood dribbling from his mouth. "You might have done more damage to the blonde idiot too."

"Well, they were in a place they needn't be with a colleague of ours incapacitated." Nezu stated with a sadistic look in his eyes. "I'd rather be cautious than allow a danger to enter our school willy-nilly."

"But still." Aizawa sighed as he shifted the girl more comfortably in his arms. To think to use that much pressure on a child that hadn't fought back. Against a young man that had all but begged him to use his quirk to stop the girl. The care the young man had taken to make sure the cargo he had on his back didn't hit the floor. He had caught the slight change in grip as the teen fell forward, to keep the older man from falling sideways and hitting the floor.

"We'll take them to Recovery Girl to be checked over, looks like Toshinori-san could use it anyways, keep the young man restrained, and then find out why he's here." Midnight shrugged her shoulders, ignoring how the man's head hit the corner as they turned it. "No big deal, right?"

"Only it is." Snipe cut in. "He got onto the school grounds with only Toshinori-san's ID. That's a huge weakness in our security system."

That was a good point, Aizawa had to admit. They had several security breaks in the past, mostly back when he had that troublesome class a few years back. That had come to a stop though after they had graduated onto becoming Pros, many of them already making their names in their area of expertise. Though Ground Zero, Katsuki Bakugo, was still on the edge for many people.

Otherwise his best class had graduated last year and he couldn't be prouder of them.

"We'll fix that, no worries." Nezu said with ease as he continued to walk down the halls, obviously heading towards Recovery Girl.

"To…be…fair…only I…know that." The voice was rough and low, obviously in pain. A grunt a moment later spoke of another wall hit. "Could you…stop that please!?" He was pretty sure that kid probably had a concussion at this point.

"Hmm, no. I don't think I will." Midnight said as she swung her hips that made the kid's body slam against the wall.

"So mean." Was the grunt that came out but the kid didn't try and struggle, though he shifted his body so that he wasn't hitting the corners and walls as hard as before.

"Shuzenji-chan! I have some new patients for you!" Nezu exclaimed happily as he waltzed into the infirmary.

"Really Principal? You shouldn't have done such a thing." Recovery Girl sighed as she swirled around in her chair, staring for a long moment at the three heroes carrying…or dragging their charges into the room and led by the principal. She sighed as she waved to the two open beds. "Put Toshinori-san on the first bed, the girl on the second bed, and let the boy sit on the chair there." She ordered, ignoring how the boy was tied up in Midnight's whip.

"Since we're here now and those two are getting taken care of, let's get you talking boy." Midnight said with a smirk as she settled the boy into the chair. Izuku looked at her with an unimpressed look. "What? I've only ever got that look from Aizawa." She complained as she turned away.

Izuku rolled his eyes at that before turning to the principal. "You know….you could…have just…asked…me to follow…you to…Reco..very Girl." He managed out, coughing here and there.

"Hmm, well, I didn't want to take chances. You are unauthorized to be on the school grounds and you had a teacher on your back. We have to be overly cautious instead of disastrously relaxed." Nezu explained with that ever present smile and polite manner.

"I'll remember to put… sadistic and paranoid to your…. file back at the office." Izuku informed deadpanned before smirking. "Oh wait, I already… have that." With that the whip snapped and he relaxed back in the chair, a thin blade in hand. He coughed and rubbed at his throat. "Ask your… questions."

Izuku scowled a moment later as a familiar scarf wrapped around him tightly. "Don't think you'll just be left free." Aizawa stated as he walked forward and took the knife away from him. "Now then, why did you bring the idiot here, on your back, passed out?"

"I can answer that." Recovery girl interrupted as she stepped away from the blonde hero. "He had two broken ribs and his already damaged lung had been perforated. Idiot probably didn't notice it at all due to the little bit of lung he had left on that one." She explained. "Also, the news."

With that she flicked on the TV that was in the corner to reveal a news channel going over that afternoon's villain attack.

The teachers all watched the news of the slime villain's attack appeared, along with a grainy video of Ground Zero facing the slime monster that was wrapped around a green haired man, shoving itself down his throat. Then All Might appeared and blasted the villain off of the man, revealing it to be the one they had in their custody. "He overdid it and I'm assuming this young man knew that and so brought him here to be healed." She explained before walking over to the girl and looking her over.

Izuku sighed in relief as the video playing and the nurse said basically everything that had happened. Maybe now he could actually be relea…the scarves tightened around him, making him grunt in slight pain. Or maybe they'd just be even more suspicious about why he was here.

'Damn it.'

"Why are you here?" Aizawa questioned with his eyes glowing red. "You could have just left him where he was, you didn't need to bring him here yourself."

Izuku huffed as he glared at the hero. It was annoying when he had to deal with heroes who all think they knew everything. "First of all… using your quirk… on me is pointless. I'm quirkless so save… it for something more… important." He coughed more, getting really tired of having to deal with it even though he knew there was nothing he could do about it at the moment.

"Quirkless?" Aizawa's frown became more pronounced as he released his quirk. "Then why?"

Izuku glanced over where Recovery Girl was working on Toshinori before glancing over where Eri was covered with a blanket and sleeping peacefully. "All Might…is my hero." He stated as he turned not to Aizawa but to Nezu. "I've…been following him…since I was young." Frowns on all the heroes' faces proved he had gotten their attention. "He…came to me…for information."

"Ah!" Nezu said as he raised a finger in a light bulb moment. The heroes turned towards the principal in confusion even as he turned to Aizawa. "Release him please. We don't want to be getting on the nerve of The Greatest Information Broker in the world."

It was silent for a long moment before Izuku let out a sigh as the scarf unraveled and released him. "So, you figured it out finally? I was… wondering if the High Spec… Quirk worked into you…. was still at high proficiency." Nezu watched the young man as he leaned forward in his seat towards the mouse dog like creature. An emerald and ruby eye stared into the dark eyes of the principal. "It…is…even higher than it…was when you…were created."

Nezu smiled at that before nodding his head. "It seems you know more than you should." He turned to the Nurse. "Can you heal him, listening to him talk is like listening to nails on a chalk board."

"But of course." The old woman said as she finished up with the blonde and then turned to the young green haired man. "Now open up dearie so I can see the damage."

Izuku smiled and nodded his head as he bent his body downwards and opened his mouth, almost choking when a tongue suppressor was shoved onto his tongue and a light shined to reveal his throat.

"Oh dear. You have quite the torn up throat. I'm surprised you've been able to talk at all." She stated as she released him, Izuku quickly working his jaw so that the slight ache would disappear. "Now hold still." She demanded as she grabbed hold of his hand and planted a large smooch onto it.

Izuku blinked in surprise as he felt energy flow through him and then exit out of him in a whoosh. He gave a cough as his throat healed fully and exhaustion overwrote his body. "I feel much better, thank you." He gave to the woman as he slumped back in his chair. "Is Eri alright? No side effects from her Quirk, right?"

"She's fine. Just exhausted and a mild fever. She'll be fine completely soon." She explained calmly as she popped out several gummies into his hand that lay in her own. "You'll be fine as well. A good sleep and you'll be right as rain again."

"Thank you very much ma'am." The young man popped the gummies into his mouth, enjoying the flavor and the boost of energy they gave him. "God, if only I had access to you before shit hit the fan."

"Many say that." She chuckled before turning to the rest of the group of heroes. "Now then, they'll all be fine. Get on out of here and get to where you need to be. You can question them later when they're well rested. I'm sure you know they aren't a danger to this school after all."

Nezu met the woman's eyes before nodding in agreement. "Alright then! Everyone back to your stations!" He whipped around and turned to the door with the confused heroes watching him. He came to a stop at the open door though, hands behind his back as his tail lashed behind him viciously. "Though know that if you step one millimeter out of line in my school, I will know, and I will make sure you will not live to see another mistake."

Izuku felt a shiver run down his back before he grinned at the little creature. "Super possessive and protective as well." Izuku stated. "I'll make sure to make those primary notations in your files."

"Do keep those to yourself though. We don't need another creation like me getting around." Nezu's tail slammed into the ground and Izuku watched the formation of a crater from that simple flick.

"No worries. They'd have to get pass my barriers and security measures to get that information."

"You…have the files…on how I was made." The creature's voice wavered for a second as the tail froze.

"Of course." Izuku watched that tail, he knew what it could really do. "Only I have the information now and that was only because I recovered the files that survived that night…and then I burned them." His grin widened as the tail began to swish again, this time lazily and calmly. "I watched them turn to ash and then mixed it into paint that now covers my completely destroyed office thanks to Endeavor."

"Then I won't worry about it." Nezu sing song as he walked out of the room with all of his teachers but one behind him.

"Going to babysit me then?" Izuku questioned as his dual colored eyes turned towards the scarf wearing hero. "Don't you have a class to teach…unless you expelled an entire class again?"

"Expelled…them all." A voice said from the side of the room with the beds. "He…hasn't found another…class." Movement and the two watched as Toshinori sat up, Recovery Girl at his side in a nano second.

Coughing had Izuku and Aizawa sighing together before walking over to the man's bedside to watch as Recovery Girl did a little more work. "Seems like you're alright then." Aizawa drawled.

"I'm alright." The blonde hero said with a grin. "Nothing that can keep me down for long."

"Not if you keep doing stupid shit like that." Izuku stated with a sigh and ran a hand over his face. "Which reminds me, you will sit down with Recovery Girl and let her teach you what you can and can't eat, drink, or do anymore." He glared down at the blonde hero. Eraserhead was able to watch in amusement as the young man with green hair tore into the Number One Hero even as he bounced to talk with Recovery Girl about possible treatments to help make his life less arduous.

"It seems that you found a babysitter of your own, Yagi." Aizawa stated as made eye contact with the other man. "However will you be a hero when you have a guardian?"

"Not a guardian." Toshinori stated as he looked at Izuku with a fire in his eyes that Aizawa hadn't seen in years. A fire that burned and warmed the body of the person it roamed in. "He's much more than a guardian."

The scarf wearing hero's eyes narrowed as he straightened his back. "What are you getting at here Yagi?" Eyes flashed red in irritation.

"I'm kinda wondering that as well." Shuzenji said as she climbed into her spinning chair and settled into it. "This boy…he's the information broker of Analysis. He's the one who gave me the information needed to find a successor of my own not too long ago." Which she was thankful for. Kikyo was a marvelous young girl who had a quirk similar to Recovery Girl's own. Able to heal using the other person's energy, though she didn't have to kiss but merely touch them.

Soon Shuzenji would be able to retire and leave the school in more than capable hands.

"Yeah, I remember that girl showing up out of nowhere." Aizawa said as he remembered the girl as well. Kind and sweet, powerful with her quirk as well. Especially in the medical field. It was lucky they got to her when they did.

"She lived in the slums of New York City, used by one of the gangs there." Izuku said as he leaned against the wall between the two beds. He looked down at Eri's sleeping face. "Used for her Quirk to heal the gang members. One after another, a gun to her head or a needle to the arm to get her to comply." He remembered that girl exceptionally well. "I went and picked her up myself. Earned myself a souvenir from that trip." He grinned as he pulled up his shirt to reveal a long scar that started at his belly button and wrapped around his stomach to his back where it disappeared from sight.

"You should see her soon, she's be wondering about you." Shuzenji said with a smile before becoming serious again. "There's only one reason Toshinori went to see you. Am I wrong?"

"No, you're not." Toshinori spoke up again, leaning heavily against several pillows with that grin on his face still. "You're not guessing wrong at all and you should assume a lot of things."

"He couldn't find you a successor." Aizawa stated with a shake of his head. "You had one shot and it blew up in your face because of your sidekick's death."

"Lemillion was a dead end, yes." He agreed with a nod of his head. "But he wasn't the only person worthy of receiving my power." His eyes hadn't left Izuku once since this began and the boy had realized this.

"What are you talking about?" Izuku questioned as he put his eyes on his all-time favorite hero. "I've looked at everyone on this planet over! Quirkless or not, none of them fit what you're looking for. There's no one else able to take the power of One for All and use it correctly."

"You looked at other people." Toshinori said as he made sure to keep his eyes trained on the boy. A boy that had run into danger to save another person, despite the danger to himself.

A boy that just admitted to saving a girl that had suffered at the hands of others because she needed the help and because Recovery Girl needed her own successor.

A boy who had saved another little girl from another gang because she was scared and hurting and needed the help.

A boy who had gone out of his way to help an old hero looking for his own successor and had done everything to help him find them.

All of which had happened.

This boy had led him straight to his successor.

Without ever even knowing it.

"I hate it when you get that look." Aizawa's hand ran through his hair before staring at the hero that still had his eyes only on the boy. "A look that spoke of determination, stubbornness, and anticipation. I hate that look."

"You hate it but I love it." He remembered that look himself. From that very same video that showed the debut of his favorite hero. That look that said everything would work out and everything would be ok. That he was there and that nothing would happen to you. He had seen it over and over and over again. Ever since he was three years old and knew how to work that computer, he would watch it over and over again. Just so he could see that look that kept him entrance his entire life.

"So, who is this great successor than?" Aizawa questioned with a raised eye.

Toshinori's grin widened as he raised a hand and pointed it straight at the nineteen year old boy next to his bed.

Analysis

"He's not here." A familiar deep voice said as they wondered around the room, looking at random files and going through cabinets to see if they could find anything useful.

"I didn't know that Midnight's favorite color was purple!" A high pitched giggle. How he hated that giggle though at the same time he enjoyed what that giggle meant. Manic and evil and viciousness normally followed that giggle and he couldn't wait to see what she would do next.

"All this information in this building is general, well known, nothing of important." A voice called to him. "I have a feeling that he doesn't keep anything of important here at all."

"Kurogiri is still looking around on the next floor. We got that newbie looking around downstairs as well. What was his name?" The girl asked.

"Rappa." The other boy said with a shrug. "Super powerful but lost to Overhaul each and every time."

"Will he be able to do what we want though? I heard he lost to that really fat hero that looks like an orange marshmallow!" Himiko, that's what the girl's name was. He remembered now. She liked blood.

"Yeah, he would have won against Fat Gum if that rock hard boy wasn't there with him." Dabi, fire, a lot of fire power to that boy indeed. He was one of the more useful players in this game of his. Sensei even agreed with that as well. "He'll be useful later on."

"Well that's good to know." Silence for a second before a squeal. "This is me!"

That got his attention. "A file on you?" He questioned as he stood up from the desk to look at the girl in a school girls' uniform. She hadn't changed at all in the last four years since they met up. "Are you the only one?"

"Nope." She popped the p as she pulled out several more files. Dabi, Rappa, Kurogiri, Tomura, and even Sensei was in here. All the members of the League of Villains, free or otherwise, were right here. They were all basic profiles, pictures included, but these were even more detailed than the police profiles that were made for only a handful of them.

But here, they were all here. Every single member of the league, right there in front of his eyes. Even those that he had kept hidden in the dark and out of the picture until the time was right. There was even profiles on Nomu, all of the Nomus.

"How is this possible?" He muttered to himself as he ran over the basic information on himself. His eyes narrowed though when he found information on his parents. They died during a villain attack and he had been left behind by all the cops and heroes. Sensei had found him afterwards and took him in, taught him all he knew.

But it was a name next to his father's name. A name he recognized from his teachings of Sensei. A name that shouldn't be associated with his at all, since it was a predecessor of One for All.

Nana Shimura. The seventh successor and once upon pro hero.

She was apparently his grandmother.

Another secret hidden from him by his Sensei.

One he wasn't sure he agreed with or liked at all.

One thing was for sure, he'd be having words with his sensei about this sooner than later.

"Is there anything we've found here at all?" Shigaraki barked out as he threw the file down on the ground and turned to his party. "Anything we can use or put to use?"

"Nothing here." Dabi said with a shrug. "Just general information that anyone can get off of the internet."

"There is nothing in the rooms above." Kurogiri appeared next to him from a portal. "Just bedrooms with pictures of, I'm assuming, the one who runs this place and a girl. There are pictures of a young boy with a woman with similar looks as well."

He pulled out two pictures. One showing the young boy with green hair and freckles and a woman with green hair and green eyes. She was chubby and short while the boy towered over her with a smile despite being a teen.

The second picture showed a young man with green hair that was slicked back on one side, the side that had a horrific burn that trailed down part of his face, down to his neck and disappeared under his shirt. A nice white button up dress shirt with the first few buttons undone with a black suit vest. He also wore nice black pants with shiny black shoes. In his arms was a little girl, her arms around his neck with a shy smile.

The little girl was blonde with a little horn poking out of one side of her forehead with wide crimson eyes. She wore a long pink shirt with a white fluffy skirt and black Mary Janes.

"This is him?" He held the picture up with the older man and little girl.

"I'm assuming so, yes." Kurogiri said with a nod. "They weren't upstairs so I'm assuming that they must be out at the moment."

"Hey! Can I fight Endeavor?" Rappa called up from the lower part of the building.

"Endeavor?" Shigaraki questioned and blinked as he did so. "No. 2 hero." He mumbled, wandering if it would be okay to fight him or not.

"We should leave now. The last thing we need is for him to know we've come looking for him." Kurogiri stated. "Sir will know what we need to do to get him into our hands."

He nodded to himself before looking to where Rappa was standing just within the door of the stairs. "We'll leave. WE don't have time to deal with that wanna be hero." He nodded to Kurogiri and a portal appeared. "Let's leave. We'll come up with a game plan to take the information broker as our own."

With that he led the group through the portal and back to the bar that was their headquarters.

Analysis

Izuku looked behind him, but the only one there was a passed out Eri and the window to the outside. Then he looked back at the finger pointing directly at him. He then raised his own finger at his face and blinked in confusion.

Toshinori nodded his head in agreement and big grin on his face.

"You have got to be shitting me?" Aizawa glared at the man before looking at the boy. "He's an information broker! He has information on Principal Nezu that no one else does and you just want to give him one of the most powerful Quirks of all time?"

Toshinori blinked and turned to his fellow teacher. "And yet I've seen him refuse to give information to Ground Zero, Endeavor, give simple information and an olive branch to another that needed help. He has taken in a little girl who needed help and then saved another one. Has he asked for anything in return? Has he turned that little girl," He pointed at Eri, "in a weapon that could destroy the world?"

Aizawa stood there with a glower on his face and hands clenched tightly. "This kid…he'll be trouble."

The blonde hero laughed at that as he nodded. "That's what I was for Nana. I was trouble, a quirkless kid that was trouble and almost destroyed so many things." He stated as his eyes became covered in film and far off. "It took me a bit to gain control and to learn what it meant to be a hero."

"That doesn't mean you should choose the first quirkless kid off the street that you meet!" The shout startled both other males and got a squeak from the little girl.

"You okay Eri?" Izuku asked as he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the girl into his side. "It's okay. He's just a little frustrated with Toshinori-san." He explained as the girl looked at Aizawa with wide distrustful eyes.

"He's angry." She stated calmly, pursing her lips. "Is it because he doesn't like you?"

Izuku chuckled as he ran a hand through her hair. "Isn't that most people who walk into our home?" He questioned back with a smile. "It's fine. He doesn't have to like me."

"Is it because you got burned? Because you're quirkless? Because you helped me?" Her voice got lower and quieter and spoke like her whole world was ending.

"Nothing like that." Izuku assured, continuing with the hair brushing. "Just a big decision to be made, especially when he just met me."

"But…" She frowned as she pushed away from him and looked at Aizawa, both meeting eyes and holding stern. "You saved me. You haven't done anything wrong! You constantly come home injured because you have to save a cat from a tree and fall out of the tree doing so!" She just about screeches as her horn extends and a glow begins to form.

Izuku's eyes widened at this and he turns to Aizawa. "Quirk! Now!" He shouts as he leaps away from the girl.

Aizawa doesn't wait to ask questions but just does as told. His hair flies up and his eyes glow red.

The light disappears and the girl falls forward.

The boy doesn't even wait a second and scoops her up into his arms and cuddles her to his chest. "Hey, are you okay?" he whispered to her as he nosed her hair.

"M'fine." She mumbled as she snuggled into him. "I just don't…like it when people judge…you…without knowing you."

Izuku sighed as he kept her up against his body. "Anyways, what do you mean me? You can't give me One for All." He stated as he moved further onto the bed so that he could settle Eri onto his crossed legs. "You need someone who can become a hero, to be the pillar you are."

"And that can be you." Toshinori stated with a smirk. "There are people who become heroes long after they graduated high school. You can still get your license and become a hero."

Izuku froze.

Eri blinked sleepily up at him, wondering why his body had gone from soft and warm to stiff and cold. "Izzy?" She questioned.

"Say…" he clenched his jaw tight, his arms wrapped around Eri a little bit tighter. "Can you…can you say that….say that again."

Toshinori grinned wide as he looked at the boy. His eyes were shadowed and his hair was falling forward, hiding his face. Eri was looking up with a face that was confused and worried.

"Izuku Midoriya, you young man, can become a hero." He stated with his hand held out to the other.

Eri's eyes widened when little droplets fell onto her face, streaking down as more and more fell. "Izzy?" She asked again as she reached up with a hand, catching tears on her fingers.

He felt a weight on his chest and shoulders push against him. His head became clouded, nose became plugged, his breathing became erratic, and his body felt just heavy. He knew this feeling well and he didn't miss it.

But he needed to feel it.

"Again." He choked out as he clutched at the girl in his lap.

"You can be a hero Izuku." Toshinori said again as he realized exactly what this young man needed. He didn't know everything, but he knew that feeling of being quirkless and being told he couldn't be a hero. That feeling of being unable to reach a goal that he so desperately wanted but not being able to do so.

He knew it well.

He also knew the feeling of being vindicated and how great it felt when he did show them all wrong. How great he felt when he was told he could be a hero.

That was a weight that lifted off his shoulders and he spent almost all day crying in relief.

That was what was happening right here.

"You can be a hero Izuku Midoriya. You can be exactly what you've always wanted to be! You can take my power and be the pillar of peace we both know you can be." He paused and watched the tears continue to flow down those pale cheeks, one blistered with a burn scar so bad that healing quirks couldn't even fade it.

"There's a way to tell a hero before they become one. Easily as well. Their stories and how they start."
Aizawa groaned at this as he knew what it was. The same way he knew he was going to become a hero and the same with Yamada.

"Their bodies moved on their own. That's what happened at the café today, your body moved without you thinking about it. That tells me you will be a great hero. One the world needs desperately." He explained as he waved his arms around before holding them still out at his sides with that big grin on his face. "You can be a hero Midoriya my boy! All you have to do is accept my power as your own!"

Izuku couldn't believe what was being offered to him. The chance to live a life that he thought he could never have. The pain and the suffering he underwent when he was younger because he was quirkless and powerless to stop it all. How it all hurt and he was left to suffer by himself for a very long time.

God how this all felt so surreal and fake. "Again." He gasped out once more.

Toshinori…All Might repeated. "You can be a hero." It was said softly this time and calmly. As if the other knew exactly how bad this was hurting and yet helping him.

He most likely did.

Izuku knew what his past was after all and knew the pain the other had suffered well.

So because he knew what the other went through, knew the condition he was in, and knew what would happen after he gave it up…he did the only thing he could.

He reached out without looking and waved his hand around until it was grabbed by another skeletal hand and held tight. Two little hands followed and they landed on his cheeks, catching the tears falling and wiping them away as fast as they reappeared.

"I'll do it." He said as he looked up with a shaky smile and tears still falling down his face. He had hoped that he had gotten over the crybaby bullshit but apparently he hadn't. "I'll be the ninth successor."

Toshinori's smile widened as he nodded. "You will be a great hero. Now eat this!" A single blonde hair was held out towards the young man.

Analysis

A.N. Another chapter is down and done. I think this one turned out pretty good. What do you guys think so far? Interesting all of it. I can't wait to see where I go next. Having the League of Villains coming in next is going to be interesting. Along with a very familiar class that we all know and love.

Also, I'm going to start on Izuku's training with One for All as well. This is going to be way different than the manga, especially since I've kinda changed Deku a bit. You'll see it soon in any case.

Review and let me know what you all think about it! I can't wait to see what you think! Until next time you guys! Remember to review.