I'd like to thank you guys for all your wonderful ideas! I saw Izuku's quirk being compared to Alchemy from FMA, so I looked it up (I haven't seen it, it's on my to-watch list, forgive me [especially if I say anything wrong about the show; I just looked on the wiki]) and I see how you guys could see a resemblance. But, Izuku's quirk is not Alchemy, nor is it based off of Alchemy or... basically anything. His quirk is just me trying to come up with a creative variation of Attraction of Small Objects. I already explained this on AO3 (the story is under the same handle if you're curious), but I'll explain it here too.

Not everyone thinks like me, but this is how I thought of Izuku's quirk:

Attraction of Small Objects

Telekinesis``Molecules

Molecular Telekinesis

If the poor excuse for a diagram doesn't explain it to you, I will. In the simplest terms I can think of, the range of the quirk (attraction) gets better and the size part of the quirk gets worse (sort of, moving molecules around could be more useful but that's not my point).

I don't like how a lot of stories on this site give Izuku strait-up telekinesis. I understand why, and a lot of stories I've read where Izuku has telekinesis have been great! I'm not trying to insult any authors here, I'm trying to explain why I don't like a certain concept, which is because:

A. It was originally the attraction of small objects. Letting Izuku move large objects around at the will of his mind is a huge difference and I'm not really sure how anyone came up with it in the first place. The quirk doctor in the show says something about how Izuku should have manifested his mom's quirk, his dad's quirk, or a combination. Not an extremely powerful version of his mom's quirk. It's okay to have a slightly OP power in a fic, but having it on every single story gets annoying.

B. It's overused. I know that's a pretty dumb reason, but it's way too repetitive.

C. It limits an author's creativity. 'Telekinesis' is something anyone could come up with off the top of their head. I love reading fics where the author comes up with something creative, like, for example, Torchbearer. It's a great story, one of my favorites on the site, and in the story, Izuku's quirk is that he can attract fire to himself. I think that's a really cool combination of his parent's quirks. An obvious one, but still cool.

Since I don't really like the idea of Izuku getting regular telekinesis I did give and take. So, yes, he has telekinesis, the ability to move things with one's mind, but he can only move the (as far as science knows) second tiniest things in existence around. I think it seems like a fair trade.

A few more things then don't worry, comment replies are coming.

First, what do you guys think of the cover image? My photoshop skills are not on par with my writing skills, but I think it looks pretty cool! I'll probably end up changing it though. If anyone has any ideas or wants to draw a cover image out of the kindness in their heart, PM me! I'd really appreciate it.

Now, finally, comments:

Chapter Three:

Jaykid1: I thing phasing through things with Izuku's quirk would probably be possible, but extremely difficult. He'd have to try really hard not to vaporize himself, so I doubt he'd try it unless he was desperate. I know the Flash can do it, but the applications of their powers are completely different. I'll give an example for this particular situation. Using the Flash's powers to phase through things is like wiggling your toes individually and together without moving the rest of your foot; difficult for some people, but with enough practice, becomes a simple thing that you can do as easily as pointing your finger. Izuku's power's usage to go through objects is like wiggling your toes while balancing marbles on them. You need to learn how to wiggle your toes properly, but at the same time, make sure the marbles stay on. It's a lot more difficult.

And about the gravitons thing, I don't know. I'm a bit of a science nerd, but I can't really think of all of the applications moving molecules telekinetically off the top of my head. I have other plans for flying, so I'll just look into that later to satisfy my own curiosity.

HankFlamion: Yeah, the set up did feel good on that one. And thanks for pointing that out! I fixed it on this chapter and on the past chapters, but I still feel kind of embarrassed for making a mistake like that.

Ezyrlyb: I'll try my best!

The Sacred Chicken: Great username! :D Can't really say much else because I'd be spoiling, but I can say that I'll definitely take your concerns into account!

Cyde: Yes, but if the same technique was used against a human being, they'd be dead. The slime villain happened to be an ideal opponent for Izuku, something that I, in fact, did not plan. In any other situation, he probably wouldn't have been as lucky and would've ended up seriously harming someone.

Old Herobrine: I really appreciate the detailed comment you left! I hadn't thought of any of that, so I relish it and how you told me to keep writing! Gives me the motivation to keep working on the next chapter.

Ideas?!:

Old Herobrine: I already planned on sticking to one path, but you put what I tried to say way better then I could myself; I'm very tempted to copy it and add it to the paragraphs above, but I won't.

Silvan Sagevale: Yeah, I guess with a quirk like that, you could really mess someone up...

TheRangerBoy: Woah, these are all great ideas! I'll probably end up using one of them, and I'll make sure to credit you! (Unless you're not okay with it, that's fine too.)

adisit: Theoretically, he could do that, but he'd probably need to be in a lab under supervision. Good idea, though!

BoopyDoop745: I noticed the pattern too, but they were all really cool ideas so I let it go. I'm glad you stayed inside the limitations, though, and understand why I originally didn't do atomic telekinesis. Wayyyy too op and messy to work with, but I might add it in later. The link and your suggestions were helpful, and I already disapproved the idea of Izuku being like Mirio. Look at what I commented on Jaykid1's comment; it's easier than writing it again. It is a good idea, though.

ImHellaUgly and Metal: Not sure exactly what the former means by that, but carrying around materials would probably be a good idea for Izuku.

Bonzenz and Anime Insaniac: As Old Herobrine said in much better terms, Izuku is kind of dense. He really only thinks of becoming "like All Might" and will probably not think of the applications his quirk could have for healing someone once he has ruled out being a doctor. It's a good idea and it's feasible, but it'd only work if Izuku weren't so obsessed with All Might and being a combat hero.

Soda-fiedPsyco: I'd appreciate if you could explain how that works, it sounds really cool.

DragonshadowRyucage: That would be cool.

Ma boi: I hadn't thought of that. Thanks, that's a great idea!

Z01-Lancey: I have, in fact, seen the Seven Deadly Sins. Only the first season though, so no spoilers! And yeah, that would be cool, but it'd probably take a while for Izuku to think of that because of his whole 'you're imitating me' thing with All Might. I'll consider it for later chapters (if I get there, I have so many new story ideas flying through my head and I might write those out before we even get to UA [I'll try to stay strong!]).

Guest #1: This is the problem with animated shows. The characters seem so powerful; like they can do anything, so we tend to overestimate them. Imagine this: You have a bucket, a foot tall and with a six-inch diameter. It's full of water and has holes all over it. You have to plug up all the holes with your hands or else all the water will spill out. That's how I imagine using Izuku's quirk feels like. Holding someone still with by their molecules would be like having a bucket the size of the Eiffel tower with what would seem like an infinite amount of tiny holes in it, but certain holes are not supposed to be plugged up and you can plug up each hole with your mind. It'd still be really hard to focus on all those holes; as hard as it'd be to move all of a person's molecules in sync without screwing them up. But, if Izuku disregarded whatever harm he could potentially cause to a person, he could probably incapacitate them easily, and/or cause fatal injuries.

Pinulu: Not really understanding what you're saying, I'd appreciate a clarification.

Guest #3: It would be a good way; though against someone like Bakugo, I have other plans. But against someone like Uraraka, that'd be a viable strategy.

ImSoBored246: Izuku wouldn't be willing to do something like that. Remember how nervous about his quirk he was in the first chapter? I don't think he'd trust himself enough to just melt a joint and even if it was healable, inflicting internal pain onto a friend would be out of the question for him. Now, on a villain, I'm not sure. Also, I'm not sure how the body would heal from that, but it doesn't sound like it could and it sounds really unpleasant and painful. Fanfiction tends to overplay Recovery Girl's quirk; (correct me if I'm wrong but) she speeds up the healing process, she doesn't cure injuries that the human body is incapable of healing. She only fixes the ones that would eventually heal anyways.

Morranlos: He probably could, but I'm not sure how he could apply that to hero work. Also, I corrected that in this chapter, it was a really silly mistake...

One final thing I'd like to point out. Nobody mentioned the cellular part of Izuku's ability. I understand that everyone disregarded it because moving molecules is way cooler and has more applications, but I just want to make sure everyone is aware that he also has control over cells. Now, you might wonder 'if he can move cells, why is his quirk called molecular telekinesis'? His ability to move cells developed after he started practicing with his quirk a lot. He learned to group molecules together as cells and he considers them separate. I just haven't dived into his ability with cells yet (molecules are a lot cooler). So, to sum it all up, his quirk evolved (hint, hint) into letting him move larger quantities of molecules; cells.

Whew, done!

I've decided I'm going to start only responding to comments that I think everyone needs the answer to! This was way too many to answer and I personally think that 3000 words are way too many for two author's notes. Also, a lot of my replies felt really impersonal and sounded like I was irritated because it took me two hours to write this (not the chapter, the replies to the comments and the paragraphs above it). So, try to write meaningful comments so I can pay special attention to those! (Not that the comments I didn't answer weren't meaningful, I just either got tired, had already answered your question, or didn't want to spoil anything. There were also a few that I just didn't know how to answer so I skipped them.)

Well, finally, onto the chapter!


Midoriya Izuku had idolized All Might for years. He'd always imagined he was some unreachable, muscular, entity with overwhelming positivity brought down to earth to rid the world of evil. In all of his fantasies, he had never seen All Might as crippled, nor old. He'd especially never imagined All Might as a slave driver. He was sure that using a single piece of rope to pull a refrigerator with All Might sitting on it, grinning like a maniac while he took snapshots, would be the topic of his nightmares for the next week.

"Pull harder, Young Midoriya! This fridge won't move by itself!" He idolized the man and all, but times like these made him question his years of obsessive fanboying.

"I'm trying, Yagi-sensei, but you weigh 270 kilos!" Exclaimed Izuku with a pained grunt as he collapsed.

"255, actually! I've lost weight!" All Might put his hand to his face and grinned with a dramatic flair. Izuku groaned.

He didn't know what to expect when he went to Dagobah Municipal Beach Park after his migraine from the previous day had subsided, but hours of dragging cabinets, chairs, and the occasional toilet seat had not been on his agenda.

"How much more of this do I have to do?!" Izuku started bawling as his knees buckled. All Might took another snapshot, only adding to his tears.

"Enough until your headache passes. Then, you practice using your quirk!" All Might said flamboyantly. Midoriya let go of the rope and looked at All Might directly in the eyes, the flow of tears clouding his vision.

"I get that if I'm gonna be the successor to your power I gotta be strong, but does it really merit dragging washed-up furniture around?!"

"Ah, seems I have forgotten to mention something once again! Sorry, Midoriya my boy!" Izuku's eyes stopped watering. "Your heart may be heroic, but your body is… not ideal. Better then I assumed from a scrawny looking fanboy like you, but you'll still need at least, and this is if you follow my schedule to a T; seven months before your body can handle One For All. Taking my power as you are now, your limbs would explode off your body!" Midoriya wondered how All Might said everything so casually. The mental image of his body being torn apart his idol's words brought was going to haunt him for months. It probably had something to do with him living in America for a while. Americans tended to be flippant and disrespectful.

Ignoring his doubts, muscle fatigue, and the throb of his forehead, he grabbed the rope and yanked, pulling as hard as he could, grim determination overtaking his features. "I know you're already doing so much for me, Yagi-sensei, and I wouldn't want to ask more of you, but if I'm going to be your successor, I need to know what's going to happen from here on out. I leafed through the schedule and I never saw the condition you mentioned when you offered me your power. I wanna know this stuff, so I can not only succeed you as the middle-school kid you are training but also as your successor, the one who'll inherit your power and take on your mantle." He'd been dragging the fridge as he talked and with many tugs and labored breaths, the refrigerator was on the other side of the beach.

All Might grinned and jumped off his perch; Toshinori taking his place. "You are right, Young Midoriya. Now, 'melt' that fridge with your quirk, take it up the stairs, mold it back into shape, and put it into the pile. We shall talk after you finish this task!"


All Might was jumping from rooftop to rooftop as fast as he could in the direction the boy; Midoriya Izuku went without alerting the press he had just escaped from or any civilians. He was glad the kid had stayed at the scene of the sludge villain incident for so long; he would have had so much trouble catching up to him if not for that, and it'd look less suspicious if he didn't hightail it away from the press too early. He knew that if anyone saw him talking to the boy, stories would be up in minutes about how he was having a rendezvous with his secret love child. Everyone always assumed the worst when it came to big-name heroes like him.

Eventually, he spotted Midoriya, walking, looking like he wanted to faint. He was about to walk up to him dramatically (he wanted his offer to be memorable), but a teenage boy, one he recognized as the kid with the explosive quirk who'd been taken hostage by the sludge villain, beat him to it. Yagi decided to release his hero form and hide in the shadows, waiting until the blond haired kid left. He knew it was considered eavesdropping, but he wanted to talk to the green haired boy and make sure the heroes' scolding hadn't gotten to him, among other things.

"I already decided a long time ago that no matter what anybody else said, I'd still follow my dreams and become a hero!"

He was lying to himself. No way would the kid be daunted by a minor setback like that. He just wanted to talk to him. And, of course, offer his power to the boy; the sooner they began training, the quicker they could work towards the boy receiving his quirk. If he accepted (Yagi knew he would, but there was always an if).

He was taken out of his thoughts by a loud voice.

"I didn't need your help, you stupid nerd!" That wasn't a very nice thing to call a friend, but Toshinori knew that boys could be rude unintentionally so he quickly disregarded the exclamation. "So next time you think about trying to play the hero, don't! I don't need saving!" Toshinori concluded that he must be the prideful type. "That being said..." The blond man was glad the boy was finally getting to the part where he thanked his friend, the aggression in his eyes was unsettling. "...you managed not to screw up," He was speaking as if he expected failure from Izuku. Did he think so lowly of him? "and kept that puke-villain-" Yagi snorted. "-solid for enough time for me to kill it." 'Kill'? Toshinori thought that was a terrible way to say defeat. "You're still nowhere near as strong as I am; don't think just because you did one thing right that you are! You're no better than those other extras" 'Extras'? "with the crappy quirks! But your quirk might not be completely useless." Bakugo said snarkily. Toshinori was wondering if this was the kid his (hopefully) future successor was talking about earlier; the one who made fun of him. If this was just another one of his classmate's treatment of him, the middle schooler Midoriya had described would be terrifying.

"Just because your quirk isn't worthless doesn't mean you're not Deku anymore! You're still Deku the weak, worthless, stupid nerd and there ain't nothin' that'll ever change that, you got that!?" He shouted. Midoriya viciously nodded and Toshinori frowned. He believed that nobody should just agree to be called a string of insults. (If/)When the boy agreed to take his power, he'd have to talk to him about his classmates and their treatment of him. "Good." And with that, Bakugo was gone and Toshinori finally had the chance to speak with Midoriya, leaving the thought of his self-confidence issues stewing in the back of his mind.


"So, Young Midoriya, answer me honestly, are you tired yet, is your head hurting?" Toshinori asked his charge. Midoriya merely nodded in response. "Good. That is the point. When I was speaking to you yesterday, I noticed that when you have a headache and/or are tired, you tend to speak more candidly. So, Midoriya, my boy, I figured while you wait to regain your energy, we could speak for a bit. This is part of the condition I mentioned. I hope you don't mind." Toshinori said softly.

"I don't mind, Toshinori-san. I like talking to you." Izuku blushed. Yagi laughed heartily, then frowned. From what he knew of the kid, he wasn't going to like this. But, as dense as Yagi knew he was, he could tell this boy was socially stunted. An issue he had to work on for Izuku's sake and because if he wanted to be the number one hero, he needed to learn to smile even when he felt weak. And so far, Midoriya had shown more tears then grins.

"I'm afraid there is something serious we have to discuss. Namely, that Bakugo boy you go to school with. Tell me, what is your relationship with him?" Toshinori asked kindly.

He wanted to make it evident that he just wanted to help the boy. He saw the distraught expression on Midoriya's face, so he just smiled, the smile that told everyone everything was going to be okay (but skeleton-like).

"Um… Kacchan and I are childhood friends. Not anymore, though. Like, we're not friends anymore, not that we're not childhood friends anymore because that wouldn't make any sense because that was in the present tense and-"

"I get it, kid. Keep going." Toshinori gave him a reassuring glance.

"Right." Izuku chuckled nervously. "So, like I tried to say earlier, we're childhood friends. When we were younger, I'd follow him around all the time because he was like the leader of our friend group. We all thought he was really cool." Izuku frowned and Yagi prepared for something bad. "But when he got his quirk, he became… different."

"Different how?"

"He started treating everyone else like they didn't matter. I still followed him around, but he treated me like I didn't mean anything, said that moving small things around was useless and he started calling me 'Deku'."

"Why Deku?"

"It's another way to read my name. It means 'someone who cannot do anything'. And if he felt someone who was… well, who he considered… weak was out of line, he'd beat them up. I didn't stand for it, so I tried to stop him, but I don't have the level of control over my quirk where I could move whole objects, especially complex formations like human beings, without messing up their molecular structure. Anyways, I told him to stop, but Kacchan said that someone who could move things that he couldn't even see around shouldn't be trying to play the hero. Said I was looking down on him by trying. Then, he starting hurting and threatening me. Apparently, I annoy him because I'm a nerd? I think there's more to it than that, but I dunno. It sucks, cuz some of my classmates almost never wanna talk to me because they're scared of him."

"Young Midoriya, that is called, 'bullying'. And it's hurting others, it's wrong, and nobody should have to stand for it." Toshinori stated firmly. Although he may be gaunt, the shine in his eyes was one that was unmistakable to anyone in the world, just in the eyes of who they thought was a different man.

"I-I," Izuku murmured. "...I know. I just… never wanted to admit that someone who I admire so much would do something so bad. I've always looked up to him. He has a great quirk, he's so cool, and, and, confident! He's… he's going to go to Yuuhei and will become a great hero one day and-"

"Heroes don't hurt the innocent." The fire in the blond's eyes was blazing, an inferno that could melt any ice-users quirk use in an instant.

"Bu-But he usually just makes threats, not actual violence! And they're usually empty! They don't mean anything, I'm sure he doesn't really mean them, and it's not like I ever thought of actually doing it!" Izuku put his hand over his mouth, realizing he had made a mistake.

The emaciated man glowered; nightmares of yellow skeletons with horrifying eyes would haunt Midoriya forever. "What exactly was it that you did not think of doing?"

Venom dripped off Toshinori's every word and the green haired boy thanked whatever entity existed that his rage was not directed directly at him. It only solidified what he and everyone else already knew; don't mess with All Might.

"Uhm, uhm… Nothing! It was just a dumb thing Kacchan said to be and it didn't mean anything! Honest!" Izuku idly wondered if his head was aching from his quirk use or from the stress of keeping eye contact with someone so scary.

A heavy sigh, then the hellish bony creature shifted into the sympathetic bony teacher. "Midoriya, my boy, I'm not sure what Bakugo said to you, but as clueless as I am, I can assume that if you refused to do something that someone you admire so much asked you to, it must have been bad." Midoriya's eyes leered to the left a bit. "You also mentioned this small, yet important, detail while talking about... threats." Midoriya rested his gaze back on Yagi, eyes stilling. "And finally, you covered your mouth after you said what you said, which was suspicious because you have been defending your bully for a majority of the time we've been talking." The green haired boy flinched. "Therefore, I conclude that he told you to do something or threatened to do something to you that would look bad on him and whatever he said was, hypothetically, harmful to you or for your wellbeing." The look on Midoriya's face was enough for Toshinori to tell he was right on the money.

He may not be very perceptive, but he'd picked up a few tricks in the years working with his… sidekick. He shoved all thoughts of Nighteye down into the abyss of his mind and focused his attention back on his protege.

"Ahem, since it seems that I was correct, I'd like an explanation now! Earlier you told me to be honest with you on what we'll be doing from here on out, and since I have, I expect that you'll be honest with me as well!"

The skeletal man noticed the broken look on his protege's face but chose to ignore it. He was going to get answers. "I-I'm sorry for avoiding the truth, Yagi-sensei." Izuku was now staring at the ground and the wet spots on the sand told Yagi all he needed to know about the face the green haired boy was making. "I-It's just, I don't want you to have to deal with my problems… I mean, you've got your time limit and… and everyone is always counting on you! You've got the weight of the world on your shoulders! You don't need to worry about my insignificant issues!"

"Nonsense!" Toshinori stated firmly. "If it's bothering you this much, Midoriya my boy, we need to talk this out!" 'And figure out what this it is!' Toshinori added mentally.

Izuku took a deep breath. "Please don't be upset with Kacchan, okay Toshinori-san? I'm sure he was joking." His teacher nodded but was holding two crossed fingers behind his back. (So what if it was childish? Yagi didn't care.) "...Yesterday, our teacher told the class I was applying to UA. Bakugo got upset because he's trying for UA as well and wants to be the only one from our school to get in. Like I mentioned earlier, he thinks my quirk is useless. Yesterday after class, he and his… friends cornered me and he told me not to apply for UA. Said that if I wanted to go so badly I should…" He squeezed his hands into a fist, trying to fight off his urge to dig a hole and live the rest of his days there. "...and I quote, 'Take a swan dive off the roof and hope for a better quirk in my next life.'"

The middle schooler was pretty sure he was squeezing every part of his body; his eyes, his fists, his stomach, his head (if that was even possible), his back, his thighs; he was distracting himself by creating tension all over his body.

Seconds turned into minutes and when Izuku finally decided to peek at the expression on his teacher's face, the rage he felt radiating off of him was much more explainable. Yagi's mouth was set in a grim line, his eyes were glaring at some imaginary target, his teeth were grinding against one and other, and his fists were clenched so tightly that it had pierced his skin. Midoriya squeaked, primal instincts tell him to run away from this horrible threat, but he stayed glued to his spot and let the silence overwhelm him.

Eventually, Toshinori spoke, menacing aura still surrounding him, "Am I correct in my thinking that you did not consider this terrible idea even for a second?"

"Er, ye-yes. Like, yes I did not consider the idea, not yes I considered it because I definitely didn't." Stuttered out Izuku.

The blond was upset, that was for sure, but even though there was an obvious amount of tension on his body, relief overwhelmed him and he relaxed a bit. Of course, he was still full of righteous indignation, but he had calmed slightly by the affirmation that his student valued his life. A small sigh escaped his lips and he continued with his questioning. "I understand it was recent and you were exhausted yesterday, but have you mentioned this incident or any of the other occurrences I assume have happened over the years to your teacher, your school's counselor, the principal, or your mother?"

A short shake of a green haired head was all it took for Toshinori to relive all of his earlier distress. "Young Midoriya, I am aware of your unlucky streak yesterday, but when these sorts of things happen, you must tell someone right away. Bakugo-kun should not have gotten away with attempting to instigate suicide, nor should he have gotten away with all of his other successful attempts at abusing you physically and mentally." His protege stared at the ground solemnly. "We are going to go to your house right now and we are going to explain the situation to your mother." When Izuku tried to protest, a look from his teacher shut him up.


The teacher and the student arrived at the latter's apartment later that day, nervousness displayed in their eyes. They knocked on the door and the Midoriya matriarch allowed them to enter, gave them some tea, exchanged some pleasantries, and then Yagi got right down to business.

He explained how he was asking Izuku about his classmates and how he had said some things that were suspicious. How he, being as concerned as a teacher should be, prodded the middle schooler until he got answers, all of them eventually leading back to one student. Inko was confused, even more so when he gestured to Izuku. The green haired boy then went on to tell his mother about the way Bakugo had treated him; of course, his speech was full of murmurs and mumbles so it took a while, but he got it out nonetheless. His mother looked like she was going to have a breakdown, but let him continue anyway. He then told her, with droplets of water leaking out of his eyes, about how Bakugo had told him to jump off the roof. Midoriya Inko was aghast, so she jumped onto her son and they both shared hugs and tears. Toshinori ended up feeling like a spectator.

Yagi began to exit the apartment to try to let Izuku spend some quality time with his mother, but the thankful voice of Midoriya Inko stopped him in his tracks.

"I'm glad Izuku met you. I wouldn't have known about any of this otherwise."

Toshinori smiled and turned around to face her. "No problem, Midoriya-san. It is simply a small manifestation of a hero's desire to help the innocent; especially those who do not know how to help themselves. It's just part of the job." He ignored the bewildered look on the older Midoriya's face and the teary one on the younger's, tipped his hat, and exited the apartment.

Inko shot her son an incredulous look. "You never mentioned that he's a hero! I never would've thought of it because of how thin he is!"

"Uhm… he's, retired! He has a… transformation type quirk and can't really use it anymore because of an injury he sustained in a fight with a villain. I didn't think it was important…" Izuku mumbled. His mother sighed and directed him to his room with a slight smile.

"It's fine, Izuku. Now, head to bed. You have school tomorrow and it's very late." Inko said sternly. Her son nodded tiredly, collapsed onto his bed, and fell asleep.

Once she was sure her son was down for the count, she pulled out her phone and dialed the number of her son's school. "Hello? This is Midoriya Inko, Midoriya Izuku's mother. I'd like to schedule an appointment to speak with the school's counselor about my son and one of his classmates…" A female voice spoke to the green-haired woman briefly, and she mentally nodded at the unnamed person's words. Inko replied, "Tomorrow? I'll put it on my itinerary."


He wasn't completely sure why, but after the sludge villain incident, school was significantly more pleasant for Midoriya Izuku than it used to be. Bakugo rarely bothered him; he reserved himself quietly sulking about something and occasionally stared at him. His studies were going great, his physique was much more impressive because of All Might's training, and his teachers and peers were treating him differently. Classmates who had never bothered to speak to him before walked up to him and started conversations on classwork and his aspirations, he was constantly getting called on by his teachers and they almost always praised him for his work, he had more friends than he did in years and he found it… unnerving. It was like spending so much time trying to piece a puzzle together, taking a short break, and coming back to find the puzzle was formed while you weren't looking. It was equally frustrating and relieving. Sure, he was happy that he had all these new friends, what was not to like about having more companions?

But the small voice in his mind he kept trying to drown out knew a lot of these people were talking to him solely because he was a bit of a big shot now. The middle schooler that took down a villain that the pros couldn't handle; that's what he'd been labeled. The attention was overwhelming. Everyone wanted to talk to him now. Random people would walk up to him, saying they recognized him from a video on Herotube. He knew it was petty, but he felt… upset by all the attention. The strangers on the street he could easily forgive, but his classmates rarely spoke to him, and now that he'd done one extraordinary thing, he suddenly deserved their attention?

He wondered if it would feel this way after he got All Might's power later that day and how people would react to seeing him once he (hopefully) becomes the number one hero. Would everyone walk up to him and tell him how cool he is, or would they just stare at him and murmur? He let himself get lost in a fantasy he had many times before, especially after All Might offered him his power; an older, buffer version of himself facing the faceless cheering masses yelling his name, smirk plastered on his face as he waved, flexing his muscles and signing pieces of paper, signs, notebooks, pictures of himself, and the occasional forehead. He could hear their shouts.

'Izuku! Midoriya! Izuku! Midoriya! Izuku! Midoriya!'

"Midoriya Izuku!" His teacher's loud voice snapped him out of his dream and he quickly noticed the concerned stares and snickering faces of his classmates. "Just because you're a good student doesn't mean you can doze off in my class! You're lucky you hadn't fallen asleep, or you'd be in detention later today!" Midoriya shuddered at the thought of being late to his meeting with Yagi. Any other day, he would just apologize profusely, Yagi would ask him what happened, they'd talk about it, he'd get a small scolding about how his studies are important, etcetera, etcetera, but he was going to get his quirk today and do something he'd been putting off for a while. There was no room for faults. "That's your only warning. Next time I see this happening, no more chances, got it?" Midoriya nodded vigorously. "Good. Now, the Pythagorean theorem is…"

Izuku liked math, but he was too full of excitement and anxiousness for the event he'd been anticipating for seven months to listen to the teacher drone on and on. So, he pretended to be paying attention and taking notes when he was actually squeezing his grip strengthener and writing down what he might be able to do once he had All Might's quirk and possible things he could say in the conversation he was dreading. It was going to be a long school day.


When the final bell finally rang, Izuku had practically jumped out of his chair, grabbed his stuff, and sprinted out the door before anyone could set a foot outside the classroom.

Everyone watched his retreating figure with a bewildered expression (except for Bakugo who refused to let Midoriya surprise him), then promptly turned away and continued their daily routines. Everyone knew Midoriya Izuku was strange, but he was also very unique and didn't bother them, so they didn't really mind. Of course, they had no clue how special he really was.


He arrived at the beach, panting from the exhaustion that sprinting long distances brought. A thin, middle-aged, green-haired woman and an emaciated man with blond hair were waiting for him. His mother looked confused, yet awed and his teacher looked proud. They were both observing the clean beach that had once been full of trash. When he appeared, they both turned their heads in acknowledgment.

"Izuku, darling! You look awful! You didn't have to run here!" Inko started fussing over her son, handing him a water bottle from her purse and making him sit down on the sand.

"Mom, don't treat me like a baby! And we need to do this quick before most people get out of work." Izuku whined.

She looked at her son quizzically. "What is this 'thing' that we have to do quickly and why must it be done quickly?"

The younger Midoriya was about to retort, but Toshinori interjected with a short, bloody cough before he could. "Young Midoriya," He ignored the anger that Inko was radiating at not being the 'young' Midoriya. "I think this will be more believable if I say it." Izuku nodded and his mother stared at both of them, wondering what they were going on about.

Her son and his trainer both glanced around the area warily, as if searching for some sort of threat. Inko was definitely suspicious now, but she had spent a good amount of time with Toshinori and decided to give him and her son the benefit of the doubt. Once the pair was sure there was nobody coming, Toshinori turned to face her and lifted his shirt.

The Midoriya matriarch gasped at the gruesomeness of the sight that was the blond man's stomach. "As you already know, I sustained an injury in a fight with a villain six years ago. You are quite intelligent, so can also probably surmise that what I am showing you right now is the injury I just mentioned. What you do not know is that I am still doing hero work." She gasped. "You must never share what I'm about to show you with anyone. Is that clear, Midoriya-san?" She nodded. "Good. Try not to scream." And then, without enough warning in Inko's opinion, Toshinori inflated into All Might. The inhuman noises that came from his mom's mouth would be added to the list of nightmares Izuku's trainer had caused him to have.

"A-All Might?!" She screeched. Her son quickly covered her mouth and held her, waiting until her breathing became steady to remove her mouth from his grasp. She was now quiet but was staring at Yagi -now All Might- like he'd grown a second head.

"Calm down, mom. Someone might hear you and nobody can know about this…" Izuku said quietly.

"No way that man is All Might! H-he must be a shapeshifter or something!" Inko exclaimed with her arms crossed across her chest.

"If evidence is what you desire, I'd be happy to comply." All Might replied. Izuku's mom watched, in a trance, as All Might walked over to the shore. He stopped a meter away from the waves, pulled his fist back, and reared it forward. The water split and shot upwards then cascaded back down, creating large ripples that seemed to go for miles. Inko was completely flabbergasted at the mystifying and beautiful sight and Izuku had literal stars in his eyes, but Toshinori simply turned around, large smirk adorning his face; and asked, "Is that enough proof for you?" Inko nodded dumbly.


After Izuku's mother's shock wore off, Yagi (in his true form), the younger Midoriya, and the older Midoriya stood still, awkward silence lasting for a minute before Inko decided to say what was on her mind. "I have a few questions."

Toshinori nodded as he said, "I'll try to indulge you as best as I can."

"O..okay. So, Yagi-san, you truly are All Might, the number one hero?" She asked tentatively.

"Correct." He answered with a smile.

"And, you, no offense, look like… this?"

"Also correct. And none taken, my appearance reflects my weakness in this form." Izuku frowned, but he allowed his predecessor to call himself weak nonetheless.

"A villain managed to harm you, All Might, that severely." She said matter-of-factly, but the somber look in her eyes revealed her mood.

"Yes." Yagi tried his best to ignore the horrified expressions on the Midoriya's faces.

Inko was about to speak, but her son beat her to it; tone so desperate that she wouldn't dare interrupt, "What-What happened to that villain?! Who is he?!"

Yagi glared, an action neither of the Midoriya's had anticipated. "He's dead. I defeated him in a fight that was hidden from the public. I shall not tell you his name because trouble follows whenever it is said." The green haired woman and child were both shaking nervously, but they were also both donning contemplative expressions.

After what felt like an eternity of silence, Inko finally spoke, "I-I have more questions, but the one that comes forefront to my mind is, why? Why tell me all this? Why tell my son, a teenager, who I'm sure you should be wary of trusting, all this information that I'm not even sure the government knows? Why spend time with my son? Why train Izuku? As the number one hero, I'm sure you're extremely busy; so even though Izuku is a special kid, I just don't see why…"

"I shall give you one answer, but this is also information that you cannot relay to anyone, are you okay with that condition?" Izuku's mother nodded. "This involves my quirk, which I'm sure you've heard many conspiracies about. Many speculate that my power is enhanced strength, speed, or stamina. They are all wrong. My quirk is called One For All, the power to give power. One person receives the quirk, cultivates it, and passes it to the next."

Midoriya Inko reacted similarly to her son when she heard the concept of transferring a quirk; expressions of shock, mumbling, and studies on quirks all came from her in quick succession. Izuku, once again, had to calm her down and explained to her that no, she was not dreaming and that no, this was not a shapeshifter playing a prank on them. Once she finally calmed, she said what was still on her mind.

"You still haven't explained why you shared all this information with us and why you trained Izuku. When you first spoke to me, the only reasoning you gave was that you wanted to help with the growth of the next generation and that you thought that Izuku would be a great hero one day- Oh." Realization dawned on Inko and Izuku and his teacher smirked. "You-you said your power is a quirk that can be passed on, correct?"

"Correct."

"And-and you haven't given your power to anyone yet…"

"Affirmative."

"...and you just trained my Izuku for seven months and told him about two of your greatest secrets..."

"Right again!"

"And now you are telling me, his mother, this secret…"

"You're on a roll!"

"Tell me if I'm wrong, but, have you chosen Izuku as your successor?"

"Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner!" Izuku chimed in. The confusion on his mother's face was palpable and, using his massive inner reservoir of guilt, he had to forcibly shake off his satisfaction at causing her to react like this. She stared ahead blankly, eyes widened a considerable amount.

Once the shock wore off, she turned to the green haired boy beside her and gave him a massive hug, grin revealing how ecstatic she was. "IZUKU! I always knew you would be something special!" Her grip on him was almost bone crushing, but he didn't mind. He smiled, Yagi soon following him, and he returned the hug.

After they finished hugging, crying, and doing other things that were typical Midoriya ways of expressing excitement, Yagi asked for Inko's consent to give Izuku his power.

"Well, as a mother, I am concerned for my son's wellbeing. If anyone finds out he has your power, he'll be an obvious target. But, also as a mother, his happiness is also a primary concern, so yes, I'll allow it." Yagi and Izuku both cheered. "But, you must still obey condition number three, with a few additions and changes. I assume wielding the combined physical ability of people before you must be a huge strain on one's body." Yagi nodded. "If any harm comes to Izuku, which you should avoid because I will be extremely upset, but, I understand that this stuff happens to heroes so I'll try to let it go as long as you tell me. If this information is withheld from me, we will talk." Inko was giving off her most menacing aura and Yagi and Izuku felt fear.

As quickly as it appeared, the aura was gone and her cheery demeanor was back. The males both exhaled, relieved. "Now, since I've been informed, is Izuku getting the power now? I want to witness one of the most important moments in my baby's life!" The middle-aged woman squealed.

"Of course!" Yagi replied, buffing up into All Might. Izuku was making eye contact with his teacher, determination, coupled with a smile, gracing his features. "Well, Izuku, it looks like your mother is here for your awards ceremony!"


Guess what? Izuku cutely asking Kamui Woods for an autograph had a major impact on the story! Bet ya didn't expect that. Since Izuku takes longer to get home, All Might hears his convo with Bakugo. And, All Might, not having understood Bakugo's character beforehand, automatically assumes he is a bad person (which, in my opinion, he kinda is. He's made a bit of improvement in the manga, but I never liked Bakugo and I hate the BakuDeku ship.) So, All Might bothered to regard Izuku's mental health! He doesn't in the original and it always annoys me. How can someone be that dense and irrational?! I think he'd need Bakugo calling Izuku worthless to his face and Izuku agreeing before he actually did something about it. So, character interactions will change with Izuku's confidence level increasing slightly.

I thought I was going to get to Izuku getting his power and UA this chapter, but sadly, I did not. The chapter is already six thousand words and after the author's note (which took me a very long time) was added in, it's now over nine thousand. So for those of you who are frustrated at this story not getting to UA yet, trust me, I am as well! I just don't want to write a longer chapter because I'm lazy and I like how the chapter ended; with Inko learning about OFA and All Might beginning the 'awards ceremony'.

What better way to finish an author's note than by mentioning ends? Of course, I could remind everyone to follow and/or favorite this story so you know when the updates come, but I prefer reading a review over follower numbers. Sure, it's nice to know that people want to be notified when the next chapter of my story comes out; that they enjoy it and want to read more, but a review feels much more personal. Instead of a number or a bunch of usernames that don't really have much meaning besides being part of a statistic, I see actual words left by actual people who enjoyed reading what I wrote enough to leave a suggestion, a compliment, constructive criticism, and/or regular criticism! (Although I prefer constructive criticism, if you leave criticism, it lets me know that you think the concept and/or my writing style have enough potential that you're upset it's 'bad'. Whenever I read an awful story, I don't comment because I don't think it could improve.

When someone gives criticism, it's like... misworded disappointment. [I know, I'm a sickeningly sweet optimist who casually insults people with her optimism {passive aggressiveness?}. [*Sigh* Americans {this is a running joke now}...]) That's not to say I don't want follows and favorites just as much. More follows and favorites means more reviews, more people reading my work, and more motivation for me to write! (When I feel like I have people counting on me, I tend to actually get things done.) So, if you haven't already, favorite, follow this story, and leave a review!

Now that that's out of the way, always remember that patience is a key trait of a hero, so you should be patient while you wait for the next chapter. And, that heroes always go beyond, Plus Ultra!