- Battle #4 – Heroes: Aoyama & Bakugo vs Villains: Yaoyorozu & Hagakure -

The villains had a simple plan: Barricade and last. The heroes weren't much better: Attack.

This one was a dozy for Momo to plan for. Bakugo had the offensive power of a tank and literally at that. Her only consolation was that she didn't have to go against Izuku. While Katsuki would be a handful to deal with. Izuku would have been down right impossible to beat. Momo knew her quirk was good, but not good enough to battle someone with 3 offensive quirks and knew how to use them together or separately.

Her plan was simple barricade the doors and reinforce the walls. She would leave one gap open in them. Traps were laid across the room. Net shooters, tazers, and a single landmine for good measure. She couldn't be over prepared for Katsuki. She couldn't completely count out Aoyama, but that was Hagakure's mission.

Before Momo had started to fortify, she sent the invisi-girl out and with one mission. Wait for the two to separate and then capture Aoyama. She should be able to get the drop on him. They even found out that if she held the capture tape in her hand it couldn't be seen either.

After preparing the room she knelt down in front of the bomb. She then created a longer than normal staff. It was about the length of a pike. Back in the medieval times they used pikes to defend against cavalry and sometimes to break shield walls since it had so much reach. They was no sharp end even though Momo considered it. Instead it was made from a tungsten-steel composition.

Closing her eyes, she recalled the conversation between her and Midoriya.

- Slight Flashback -

Yaoyorozu and Midoriya had gotten out to the field well ahead of everyone else. She was more than comfortable waiting for the rest but Midoriya felt the need to break the silence. Well maybe not need but he waited to tell Momo something.

Maybe apologize for calling me, 'princess'. I don't completely hate it but it reminds me of my mother and I do dislike her, Momo thought looking to the other teen.

"Sorry about calling you, princess, this morning Yaoyorozu-san, but I'll probably keep doing it. You just have this certain regal nature about you and I think its fitting," Izuku sort of apologized.

Momo had to be up front with him about it, "I don't particularly like being called 'princess' reminds me of my mother and she wasn't the nicest growing up." Momo wondered why she had told him that.

Then Momo got a piece of information she was not expecting, "You seem like a level-headed person and I feel like I can trust you. So I'll tell you what my quirk is." Izuku was smirking or grinning she couldn't tell the difference. She would at some point know what his quirk was but it must be important to him for her to know.

She gestured for him to continue, "Quirk Duplication. Anyone I touch I get a duplicate of their quirk as if I had been born with it."

Momo found a lot of pride in controlling her reactions and facial expressions, but this was beyond expectation. She gave him a wide-eyed look understanding the gravity of his quirk. She made a mental note for the future to prevent him from touching her without permission first.

Izuku seemed disappointed with her. He sighed, "I thought you were level-headed but I spoke too soon. I'm sorry that I gave you that burden of knowledge." That was it. He was completely quiet after that. Whether she had known it or not she could tell they were off to the wrong start.

Her mental image of herself cracked a bit after that. Unintentionally, he had rattled her to her core. She had judged someone without getting know them first and went one step past that. Just hearing his quirk made her not want to trust him, but she knew better. Quirks are just tools after all.

- Back to the Battle! -

Yaoyorozu's trance broke when an explosion racked the walls. Having been reinforced with wood and bolts they could withstand one or two blasts. She stood up long staff in hand. She swung it around getting into an all to familiar combat stance.

She had to land the first strike otherwise it would be more difficult to land anymore past that. The first strike had to be precise and quick. Momo didn't want to break any bones within Katsuki, but it would slow him down more than anything.

A singular blast ripped through the wall. Katsuki rocketed into the room through the smoke screen. Momo wasted no time. He was at near max range from her, but still would land within her strike zone. Bringing the staff to her right, allowing her left to slid to the bottom. She made sure to keep the staff to her side and then behind her to the right. She started the swing with her left hand feeling the burn in her muscles. She took her other hand and slammed it into the staff causing it to quickly come forward.

Katsuki landed with zero time to react. Her long staff struck him in the chest. His facial expression told her it hurt but not enough to really stop him. The blow however did knock him back a bit and into a net trap.

It took seconds for Katsuki to blow apart the net. That was all the time Yaoyorozu needed. He was well within range of a proper strike not an improvised one. This time properly, one hand down acting as the fulcrum and the other applying the force near the center of gravity. A powerful strike careened right into Bakugo's side.

There was no crack and the hit wasn't a satisfying impact. Bakugo's reaction time must be ludicrous. He had managed to determine which side the strike would happen on and catch it in time. He even used an explosion to reduce the impact force on his hand. It must have still stung though as Bakugo shook off his hand.

The two stood there staring each other down. If he tried to let loose an explosion at this range I'd be to weak and she would counter. A counter that would be better placed this time. Momo was in no position to act. It was a stalemate.

Hagakure was slowly, but surely trying to sneak up on Katsuki. When she brought out the capture tape a feat of planning and skill unlike anything Momo had seen before happened. It all started when she made a split second glance at the capture tape. Hagakure had the tape up high aiming to put it around him.

Bakugo stepped back into Hagakure and grabbed her arm. He pulled her slightly over his shoulder before using his elbow as lift. He threw Hagakure at Momo. This left him wide open, but also gave Momo a choice to make. A choice he knew that she would make based on her character. Momo dropped the staff and prepared to catch the invisible girl. She didn't have much to go by but she knew she was coming.

Katsuki meanwhile went airborne and circled around to the back side of the bomb. He placed one hand on it. This all happened in a span of several seconds. Just as the bell rang out Momo caught Hagakure. All that planning and preparation all ruined by Momo.

"Heroes wins. That was an intense match. Great work everyone!" All Might said over the loud speaker. Momo slumped her shoulders. She was better than this.

They were all back at the control room, "Can anyone tell me what went wrong if anything?"

As if Momo wasn't feeling down enough already Izuku was the first to speak, "From my point of view it was a bad quirk match up. As good and versatile as Yaoyorozu-san's quirk is its not a combat quirk. Same here goes for Hagakure-san. Aoyama-san only got captured because he was talking too much and not listening to the world around him."

"Very astute of you. That is something that heroes must always keep in mind when facing an opponent. It might be better to wait for backup and contain the villain there as opposed to outright try and take the villain head-on," All Might explained.

Momo felt a hand on her shoulder since she had been stuck in her head. Much to her surprise it was Midoriya and being him just panicked her briefly. "You should teach me sometime. The way you moved and the way you used your weapon, that has to be trained," He whispered to her before walking away.

"What about my.. you know?" Momo was worried he had just copied her quirk.

"Gloved hand. Don't worry so much," Izuku replied. This eased her worries instantly. Also knowing that someone like him wanted lessons from her brought her spirits back up, if only a bit.

- Battle #5 – Heroes: Midoriya & Ojiro vs Villains: Jirou & Mineta -

Worry was plastered all over Mineta's face. Jirou hated the little pervert, but he was her teammate so they had make to something work.

"Alright, you little punk, tell me about your quirk and let's see if we can make some kind of a defense," Kyoka requested.

"My quirk is called 'Pop Off'. My head generates these balls. They stick to each other, any surface except me, and last up to 24 hours. The stickiness is enough to prevent movement unless you were okay with skin getting ripped," Mineta said pulling of a 'grape' and sticking it to a wall. "We're boned aren't we?" Mineta asked.

An idea formed in Kyoka's head. She wasn't the smartest, but she could still come up with good strategies. "Put a bunch of those balls around the room like a minefield. Then lace the hallways with them. If they attack head on they'll be easy to capture," Jirou explained grinning. "Maybe we can win this," she whispered.

The little teen started to litter the bomb room with grape mines. Then out in the hallways and about two floors got covered before his head started to bleed. The spheres were spread out enough for him to bounce around but not so much that someone larger could get through easily. Even if they managed to avoid all the balls it would take them too long.

Kyoka stood within the safe space around the bomb. She plugged one jack in the floor and waited.

The tailman, Ojiro, had never spoken to the green-haired boy directly before. He'd heard his inspiring speeches and his thorough analyzing. The blonde martial artist understood Midoriya was smart and had a powerful quirk.

"Ojiro-san, can you tell me about your quirk and any other skills you might have?" Midoriya asked standing outside the building.

Ojiro chuckled, "My quirk is tail. Beyond that I'm a black belt martial artist."

Midoriya whistled, "Alright color me impressed. Might have to ask you for a few pointers in the future."

"What's the plan, Midoriya-san?" Ojiro asked.

"I want you to go for the direct assault. I'll swoop in from above. Just let me know which floor they're on," Midoriya strategized.

"Why not you go for the direct attack? Isn't your quirk more suited for it?" Ojiro questioned part curiosity part skepticism.

"Well, that's simple really. They'll be expecting that," Midoriya bluntly retorted.

"I suppose that's true. Fine, I'll be the vanguard," Ojiro yielded.

"Good, I'll see you at the end," Midoriya said just as the bell went off. He touched his face and literally flew away.

Ojiro sighed and ran into the building. The first two floors, nothing. Then on the third floor purple spheres everywhere. He recognized them from Mineta. He figured it would be an excellent idea not to touch them. This slowed down his progress considerably.

It took him nearly 4 minutes to clear that floor and make it to the next. It was even more dense. "Midoriya-san, they're on the fourth floor. If you could do something about these purple balls that would be great," Ojiro requested.

Izuku had just got his partner's message. Was there something he could do about the balls? He focused on one telekinetically. It was just at the absolute range of his telekinesis. It wouldn't budge. It was some kind of super adhesive or molecular bonding. He then opted for the next step: empowered telekinesis. He was up to 42kg of force and he had gotten much better at shaping the psychic energy. Creating a psychic knife he cut the concrete from under the sphere. The purple sphere was fairly light. He practiced cutting and moving them around.

It took him a minute to get used to the technique. The green-haired teen ran down to the fifth floor from the roof access. He was right above Ojiro. His partner was right there was a ton of those purple orbs.

"I'm going to start creating a path. I can only move about 25 at a time so be patient," Izuku stated on the comms. Empowered telekinesis coming right up. He closed his eyes and reached out with his telekinesis.

Then by the dozen he cut and moved them. Ojiro was making steady progress until they came to the bomb room. Mineta was by the door waiting for Ojiro to attack. Kyoka was by the bomb listening?

Listening! Oh shit. Changes of plans. They've littered the bomb room with these spheres. I going to guess Mineta is immune to his own quirk, but Jirou probably isn't, Izuku smirked.

Midoriya opened his comm link, "Jirou, you're not the only one that can sense better. Ojiro-san he's near the door be prepared when you enter."

Under him she stood up and he could tell she was looking up. A jack shot into the concrete and then another. She funneled her heartbeat into the jacks. It would only be a matter of time before the vibrations would damage the concrete. He started to cut and pick up spheres by the dozen. Jirou must have noticed because her heart rate increased. Then using his new found weapons he flung them all at Jirou. Her jacks got pulled out and she was pinned to the floor.

Izuku let go of the empowerment and his world spun. He had hit his telekinetic limit. He shook off the vertigo and walked to another room above nothing.

Ojiro had bursted through the door and taken a sphere to the palm. This had proved bad for Mineta as Ojiro socked him with the purple sphere causing the little teen to violently bounce back. Izuku blew a hole through the floor and dropped down a floor. The bomb was but a few feet from him. Jirou shot out a jack. Izuku caught it with his telekinesis. Thankfully, she couldn't exert that much force with her jacks.

Mineta tried to throw a ball or two at Midoriya. Again he grabbed them out of midair with his telekinesis and dropped them to the floor. Midoriya was like the juggernaut nothing was going to impede his progress.

He laid one hand on the bomb and won.

"Heroes win. Great job everyone. Head back to the control room," All Might commanded over the comms.

Izuku walked over to Jirou, "I'm sorry about that."

"Can you get them off me?" she asked bluntly.

"That depends on two things: are they touching skin or on your clothes? If they're on clothes I can remove them. If its your skin I could just I don't want to hurt you," Izuku replied moving away the ones that never made contact with her.

"I don't care just get these off me," Jirou retorted.

"Alright," Izuku took a deep breath. He empowered his telekinesis once more. Blood started to drip from his nose. Then all at once he removed every orb. He upped the level of precision for the skin cuts. Instead of making a noticeable wound they were small cuts. He wobbled a bit.

"Holy crap are you okay?!" Jirou asked standing up. She caught him as his footing became unstable.

"I think I over did it," Izuku slurred lending on her shoulder.

"No, shit, Sherlock. Let's get you to Recovery Girl," Jirou retorted helping him walk.

"Midoriya-san, could you before you go," Ojiro asked holding up his hand. The green-haired teen merely waved at it before it popped off. Ojiro held his hand there was a small cut on it.

"Sorry, accuracy is a bit low right now," Midoriya chuckled. Ojiro took Midoriya's other arm and supported him. The two of them combined found him easy enough to move.

"Midoriya-san, what did you do to become like this?" Jirou asked. By now they had made it down the stairs.

"I'm just like you guys. If I overuse my quirk it causes physical repercussions. Just for me when I use multiple quirks it eats away at my stamina and strength even faster. This effect is from one quirk in particular," Izuku explained his stomach starting to turn. At this rate he'd need to work on his quirk resistance in general if he was going to use this many consistently.

Before any kind of panic could set in Midoriya also added, "You're both mutant-type I can't copy yours." The last thing he wanted was to be dropped face first on the ground.

Kyoka sighed in relief, "That's good to know."

Izuku just hung his head in disappointment. He didn't have the energy to be his usual confident, strong willed self.

All Might watched the two student carry Izuku. One For All must be taking a toll on him, All Might thought. Mineta had made it back. "Can anyone tell what the villains did wrong?"

"Pick a fight with a pro," Denki mouthed off. Momo seemed to mirror that thought when she spoke up, "Could any of us have beaten him?"

"Of course! These aren't 1v1 battles. You have to rely on your teammate to make up for your weaknesses. Even in that battle we just witnessed Midoriya had to rely on Ojiro. Ojiro took the brunt of the attack while Midoriya sneaked behind enemy lines and infiltrated," All Might pointed out.

"Tch, I wouldn't need anyone's help to beat Izuku 1v1," Katsuki snarled.

What dauntless pride. Midoriya would give the teachers of UA a run for their money, All Might frowned looking at Katsuki.

"Everyone did great today. Even if you lost you learned a valuable lesson. Teamwork is important and so is respecting each other. Even though Midoriya beat them they were the first to help him," All Might both congratulating and chastising this students. "Get changed and head back to class!"

- At the infirmary -

Izuku's head spun from the pain and the vertigo. Kyoka and Ojiro watched over him. Ojiro was a pretty normal guy from what Izuku gathered. Kyoka was pretty nice as well.

"What do you think about Seven Days to Live? I like the title tracks but the rest of their album is just weird," Izuku commented. Somehow they had got on the topic of music. Izuku was an anything that sounds good kind of guy.

Kyoka was sort of the same way, but gravitated to rock. "That's a Neo Rock band. I love seeing those guys live! Best concert I've ever been too," she replied smiling.

"I-I've never been to any concerts," Izuku admitted. Chiyo walked up to him.

"You're lucky young man. This is a CT of your brain," she said handing him an x-ray.

He looked at her like 'what am I supposed to do with this?'. The nurse sighed, "Individuals with psychic power usually use this part of the brain to command their power." She pointed to one part and circled it with her finger. "But that's not you. You're entire brain chemistry is different than any quirk I've ever seen. The best I can tell you is that you gave yourself a concussion. Not a severe one, but a mild one," Recovery Girl explained taking her x-ray back.

"Too many of those and you'll be out for the count," Kyoka said punching his arm lightly.

All Might came into the room. The two students jumped from seeing him. "You two can return to class. I'd like to speak to Midoriya," All Might requested. The two students nodded.

Midoriya waited for them to leave before speaking, "I was having a pleasant conversation, Toshinori-sensei." All Might's form deflated. He coughed up a bit of blood.

"I'm worry about you, Midoriya," All Might admitted. Izuku sighed and rolled his eyes.

"You didn't tell me he knew the real you, Toshinori," she said poking him with her staff.

"You didn't come see me just to say you're worried. What's this about?" Midoriya asked making eye contact with All Might.

"I want to talk to you about One For All. I told you how it worked but not the history," All Might started pulling up a chair.

Before he managed to continue Izuku interjected, "Are you sure you want to share this with me? I'm not the successor. I have a version of what you have, but its not One For All."

This kid is perfect for the symbol of peace, All Might thought. "Think of it this way: You know that I'm dying. This incredible power can be passed along. Giving another individual the ability to do great justice with it. If you truly want to become the Symbol of Peace its in your best interest to keep this power alive and on your side," Toshinori grinned knowing it was a sound argument.

Izuku thought the same things, "Okay, you got me. The Symbol of Peace needs an equal, a paragon of justice by my side if you will."

"Good. Now that we see eye-to-eye, let me explain the origin: Long ago when quirks first became known a certain man was born. This man had the power to take and give quirks. Much like you. Now this man had a younger brother. This younger brother had a strong sense of justice, but he was quirkless. Well as you can imagine the older brother went on to dominate all of Japan. He was unstoppable with his army of super quirk users and himself. After his domination he took pity on his younger brother and gave him a rather useless sounding quirk. The ability to stockpile power. On its own it would have been weak, but you see the younger brother had a quirk. It was a dormant quirk that had only been awaken when this other quirk was given to him. He had the power to pass down his quirk. This was the birth of One For All. I am the seventh generation of this power. A power that has been cultivated and grown throughout the years. Now this older brother had a name too. All For One. This is the name of the most powerful villain to ever walk the land. I was the one to take him down but he left me with a life-threatening injury," All Might explained sparing no detail.

A thought formed in Izuku's mind, "My mom said my father's quirk was the ability to breath fire. Knowing what I do now do you think its possible that... that I could be related to All For One?" The thought scared Izuku. If his father was the infamous villain and his power was as such then it would be even harder to escape his fate. Unless of course he put in more hard work and became the Symbol of Peace to spite his blood.

"I do not know for certain. We have never collected a blood sample of All For One," All Might admitted.

"Then promise me: if you ever capture him you will let me know!" Izuku said sitting up and grabbing All Might's silver age costume. The flames of determination and passion burned in his eyes.

"I'll see what I can do," All Might met Izuku's gaze. Izuku let go of All Might.

"What are you looking for in a successor? I want to help you," Izuku stated standing up from the bed.

"Strong sense of justice is crucial. Physically fit would be nice but I can work with them on that. Good judge of character. Iron willed. A quirk is unnecessary. Maybe a few other qualities," All Might listed thinking he should make a check list.

"Hmm. That describes me to a degree. I'll start poking and prying then. I've got a few in mind, but I'll have to get to know them more," Izuku stated pulling off diodes.

"Who do you have in mind?" All Might asked genuinely curious.

"Yaoyorozu, Uraraka, Kirishima, Asui, Iida, and Ojiro come to mind. Of them, I'd beat on Uraraka, Kirishima, or Iida actually accepting the power. The others would probably decline as its too much of a 'save the world' level responsibility," Izuku replied. The vertigo was gone and his nausea had subsided.

"I'll start watching them. If you could give me a report every week that would be great too," All Might requested.

"Sure thing. I'll just add that to my homework," Izuku sighed. Double the work, half the reward.

Izuku held out his hand as a gesture of good faith in All Might and of himself. All Might gave him one good shake. The green-haired teen smirked and left the infirmary.

"He's a good one, Toshinori," Chiyo chimed in.

"I know. I'm glad he's on our side," All Might chuckled.