Twice Inheritor

By: Bubbajack

Beta: Grammarly, Self-proofread

Disclaimer: I do not own FSN, MHA, or anything else in this fic.

Ch. 10: To cut the head off a snake.

Seattle Washington. That was the destination of the hunting party. There was only one problem. The entire city of Seattle was one giant Xenomorph Hive. The natural habitat of the nightmarish creatures. The Yautjua provided transport to the massive nest and even just seeing it from three clicks out, it filled Izuku with a shiver of trepidation. A gigantic slightly translucent black dome encapsulated the entire city. Seattle was 142.5 square miles across, or 369.2 kilometers squared which Rick translated into metric for his sake. The tallest structure in Seattle was the Columbia Center, a seventy-six story skyscraper which at its peak stood at 932 feet or 286 meters in height. While he couldn't think straight enough to do the math at the moment, he knew for the dome to completely encapsulate the entire city and all of its buildings, it would need to be longer and taller than both of those numbers combined.

'We're going to go in that, and kill the Queen Mother.' Izuku thought.

Yet he knew the consequences if they didn't…total annihilation of humanity in this dimension. Not the slow cancerous death they were facing now, but the swift and merciless end of having an artery cut and left to bleed out. Snapping himself out of his reverie with a shake of his head, he turned to Ska'bek and asked, "How do we get inside?"

In response, the elder Hunter hit a button on a command console, and two lasers fired bolts of burning hot plasma at the Hive's outer wall, blasting a giant gaping hole straight through, the edges still burning brightly as they flew through the opening and landed on a dilapidated roof.

"Well, if they didn't know we were coming, they do now," Rick said as he took a swig from his flask.

Looking to the hunt leader Izuku asked, "I take it stealth will not be an option this time around?"

"No time, Ooman dangerous. Must be stopped. Kill all Xeno on the way to Queen Mother Chamber."

"You make it sound so easy, but I-I don't think it will be," Morty said sounding nervous.

Reaching into his coat pocket as the shuttle set down on a nearby roof, Rick tossed his grandson a gun, saying "Here Morty, [Burp] be careful with this one, it has some real kick. But you use it right, and it'll kick some major ass. Make sure you plant your feet and lean forward before you fire, ok?"

Holding it up to his eye level Morty complained, "What the fuck is this thing, Rick?"

Said gun was tiny, miniscule even. About three inches by three inches, it was a chrome-colored pistol with a tube-shaped body and a barrel that was only a couple of centimeters long, which was so small it looked like it came to a sharp point. The trigger ring had an extra loop in it for an extra finger to rest and, all in all, it looked like a miniature squirt gun.

"That Morty is one of the most dangerous weapons in the galaxy. The Noisy [Uhh] Cricket."

Morty raised a dubious eyebrow, "Seriously? I feel like I could break this damn thing just by dropping it Rick."

"Woah, woah! Easy with that damn thing Morty! It's not a toy, seriously!" Rick told him as he reached into his lab coat and pulled out his own weapon.

It could best be described as the bastard lovechild of a rocket launcher and a minigun. It had an enlarged stubby set of barrels wrapped around a more extended narrower group of barrels which protruded from the main gun, and a secondary perpendicular grip. Resting the back half on his shoulder and hoisting it up with both hands, Rick said, "Alright bitches, let's do this shit."

Morty looked back and forth from his weapon to the behemoth his grandpa was toting around before finally asking, "The fuck is that thing?!"

"Rip Ya A New One."

"Wha?"

Rick explained while checking to make sure his piece was in order, "RYNO. Rip Ya A New One…mark five."

Morty pouted slightly, "So I get a Cricket, and you get a RYNO."

Sorry Morty, but your dick has to be this long," Rick set the RYNO down and held his hand a foot apart, "To wield this gun, [burp]. Say's so in the instruction manual."

"Lemme see it," Morty demanded. Rick obliged handing the boy a small booklet and telling him to turn to the four-page second paragraph.

The young boy's eyes widened as he got to said section, "Due to health concerns, only species with exorbitant amounts of testosterone and enhanced muscle structure should use this weapon. Those with inferiority complexes or in states of advanced drunkenness should never use this product."

Head shooting sharply up, Morty retorted, "Rick, you need to put that thing down, you're always drunk!"

But his plea fell on deaf ears, as Rick was already down the gangplank and the sounds of gunfire and explosions could be heard. Also, unless Morty's ears deceived him, he could make out the music of the 1812 Overture amidst the din. All the Predators had disembarked as well. All except Izuku who was firing arrows from the top of the gangplank. Glancing back the green and white haired boy yelled, "C'mon Morty, get in the war!"

"Oh Jeez, oh, Jeez. I'm coming!" He called, rushing over to the younger boy. Despite the fact that he aged at a rapid pace, and was much more skilled and collected in this situation than Morty himself was, the young Smith couldn't help but feel responsible for the younger boy. In the eight months, Rick had lived with him, Morty had grown used to his grandpa doing crazy shit, but for the kid to get dragged into it… it set something off in him.

So he pulled himself over to the sloping walkway, took aim at the nearest Xenomorph, and pulled the trigger. He promptly went flying back a good twenty feet smashing into the command console, completely missing the half dozen or so Xenomorphs he'd turned into paste. As he stood up, he heard a mechanical voice speaking in an alien dialect.

"Echa-Naha Sukun, Etch. Vas sulu na ku notct."

Then even though he couldn't read it, he was pretty sure a countdown had just started.

'Oh shit!' Morty thought as his eyes widened in realization. For there would only be one reason for a countdown on a ship.

"Shit, shit, shit! Run! The self-destruct activated!" Morty screamed out as he sprinted from the interior of the ship, grabbing Izuku as he made his mad dash to safety.

Rick and the Yautjua were right behind the fleeing duo, with Rick shouting, "Good idea Morty, we lure them in then blow them all to hell. Or damnation pit of your choosing, whatever."

Five.

The group began to slaughter their way through the Xenomorph hoard, aiming for the edge of the roof.

Four. Izuku, sensing impending doom, pulled out his DCT and sent up a silent prayer, 'I hope this works like Rick said it would.'

Three. With that, Izuku proceeded to digitize and store all of his companions in the device. Once he was finished, he leaped off the roof as far as he could.

Two. 'Shit, I'm not going to get far enough away.' "Trace On."

He tossed a Kanshou as far away as he could. Mentally bracing himself, he called out, once more "Trace on!"

One. Sprouting from Izuku's chest just below the left lung was the blade of the white Bakuya, with great force and speed, Izuku was pulled towards Bakuya's mate, slamming face-first through a concrete wall some several hundred miles away from the blue-white explosion that took place behind him only moments later. Much to his great surprise, he just felt slight numbness at going through a brick wall at several hundred miles an hour. Glancing behind him he saw a white halo of destruction consuming everything in its path.

"Shit!" Izuku cursed as he jumped out of a nearby window.

Leaping between the buildings and avoiding any Xenomorph he came across, Izuku did his best to outrun the blast radius. He glanced back it was gaining on him. 'Yeah, this isn't working. Well, if I can't outrun it.'

Tracing a broken Caladbolg II, he fired it below him, before diving into the human-sized hole it made and burying himself in the small cavern the Broken Phantasm created under the earth as it exploded. The small bolt hole trembled and shook as the blast wave overtook it. The wannabe hero was forced to hold his breath as the cavern collapsed around him.

He waited there, silently in the darkness for the shaking to subside. Once it did, he proceeded to punch his way out of his makeshift cover, boulders breaking under his fists as he felt only the slightest inklings of pain coming from his knuckles. Finally, after about four and a half minutes, he pulled himself to the surface and took his first grateful gasp of air. Despite reinforcing his lungs, that was pushing it for him.

Looking around for Xenomorphs he found none. He stood amidst a wasteland where several blocks of buildings once stood he digitized the others. As soon as she was material again, Ka'ja marched up to him and thumped him on the head, growling out, "Stupid. Brave, but very stupid."

Giving a halfhearted chuckle the magus-hero questioned, "Would you have me any other way?" the magus-hero questioned.

"Yes, alive." The Huntress grunted clicking her mandibles under her mask to show her displeasure.

Rick who dusted himself off looked around at the widespread destruction and gave an appreciative whistle, "Nice job Morty, ya thinned the ranks."

Morty looked at the predator's warily, "Y-yeah Rick but how're they supposed to get home?"

Shrugging Rick replied, "I dunno Morty, I mean it's not like two of us have access to portal technology making travel a breeze or anything right, right? Oh, wait…"

Giving Rick a shove, Morty asked, "Ok, ok I get it, what now?"

Izuku answered, "We go deeper in. We still need to take out the Queens, the Ovomorphs, the Empress, the Centauri and the Queen Mother. To do this, I think we should split up into groups of five. One goes after the Ovomorphs, another three goes after the queens, the last take out the Empress and Queen Mother. Ka'ja, Ska'bek you're with Morty, Rick and me. We're going after the Empress and Queen Mother."

Morkai'l stepped forward growling, "You seek the greatest honor for yourself 'Ooman!"

"It's my hunt, my call Morkai'l. I don't seek the greatest honors, I seek to keep you all out of the greatest danger. I wouldn't even bring the others along, but Ka'ja will follow me anyway."

The female Predator just gave a brisk nod.

"Rick does whatever the hell he wants."

"Damn straight," Rick replied before taking a long drought from his flask.

"Ska'bek is coming along to make sure Ka'ja doesn't get herself killed being reckless. Not that I can or want to stop him anyway."

The Huntsmaster nodded sagely while his progeny just growled in annoyance from under her mask.

Izuku finished with the last member of his chosen hunting party, "And Morty goes where Rick goes, plus I need someone to watch my six, so he's coming with."

"Y-you trust me to watch your back?" Morty asked, sounding both surprised and genuinely touched.

"Course, you've been doing your best to look out for me so far, so keep it up ok?"

This earned him a smile from the older boy, moments before he gave him a determined nod. "Yeah, I got your back."

"Good," Izuku turned to Morkai'l saying, "Since you can't seem to follow orders, I'll give you something straightforward to do. You're on Ovomorph destruction. Even you can't screw that up."

Turning to Silverdreads, he bowed respectfully to the eldest of the Huntsmasters saying, "Honored elder, I regret to ask this of you, but would you please take some Bloodied and watch over this one?"

"No need for bow and scrape. Too old to care about honor of hunt anymore. Take easy work. Come, Bloodied, time to do our part in this hunt."

Three other newly minted Bloodied dutifully made their way forward while Morkai'l only did so after shooting a glare at the 'Ooman who dared deny him honor and with a forceful whack on the back of the head from Sliverdreads.

"Bloodfist, take the largest group and go kill some Queens."

Smashing a fist against his chestplate, Bloodfist said, "For glory and honor! Good Hunting, Many Blades. To me, Bloodied! Tonight, we hunt Queens!"

Turning to his own group, he pumped his fist and said. "Alright guys and gals, let's go bag us a Queen Mother!"

As he did that he happened to glance at the watch, Rick gave him. Currently, it was reading a two hour time difference between his home and this dimension. Meaning that at home right now it should be about 10:30am…

'I am gonna be in so much trouble when I get back.' Izuku thought to himself as he led the way further into the depths of the Hive.

Back at the Midoriya residence, Fubuki and the rest of the women of the house were fraught with worry. For Izuku had gone missing in the middle of the night. The first thought on everyone's mind was not to call the police or a pro-hero but to contact the Wizard Marshall. For it was not an illogical assumption to think his help had been solicited by the Vampire in the middle of the night. But that avenue of thought and ray of hope quickly dimmed when the Dead Apostle Ancestor denied any knowledge of the youngest Midoriya's whereabouts. Yet he promised to look for him and get back to them.

So now Fubuki paced her kitchen wondering her wayward child could have gotten to. Stopping and snapping her head to her smaller elder sister she asked, "Is it possible someone figured out he was Mr. Indra?"

Shaking her head, Tatsumaki replied, "Not a chance in hell. The patient office we went to was super discreet."

"How discreet?"

To which the Tornado of Terror replied, "Discreet to the point of erasing the names and faces of all their customers with a quirk every business day." The midget Esper replied straight-faced, adding, "Plus, anyone who knew anything either had their minds wiped by me after a job or are trusted implicitly like that Group of yours."

Aoko chimed in, "If Zelretch doesn't have him, and a rival company doesn't know his identity then that leaves two other suspects."

The heroine sisters turned to her and asked at the same time, "Who?"

The Fifth Magician checked them off on her fingers, "The other two people who were with Zelretch the day he gave the Little Man his Magic Circuits. The crazy scientist with his nephew, and the redheaded cosplayer."

Fubuki looked at her sister, "He'd go off with one of them if they showed up needing help wouldn't he?"

Sighing Tatsumaki replied, "You really have to ask that question?" Giving her younger yet taller sister a sideways glance she asked, "He's in deep trouble when he gets home this time right?"

Fubuki was nodding slowly, "Oh yeah. As soon as I know he's not dead, I might just kill him for almost worrying us all to death half the time."

At this, the trio of women nodded. Indeed, his actions, while noble, were as a headache-inducing as they were heart stopping. Something had to be done and soon. For his sake as well as all of theirs.

Aoko gave the other two a warm, reassuring smile. "Wherever he is right now, I'm sure he's safe and doing just fine."

"Do you really believe that?" Tatsumaki questioned blithely.

Aoko nodded, replying, "I have to, it's all that's keeping me from being overwhelmed by worry if he isn't."

Not for the first time, Fubuki had picked up on a hint that Aoko-chan might just care about her son as more than just a student and a friend. At first, she was concerned. Yet as she watched how the redheaded woman treated her son and quickly came to the conclusion she couldn't be happier if the two ended up together. Sure, there was an age gap, but in the world of Quirks, anything was possible, including people gaining extended lifespans due to their Quirks. Why she read just the other day in Quirks Weekly how a man with the attributes of a Galapagos tortoise was celebrating not only his one hundred and fifty-fifth birthday but also just a week prior celebrated his first year anniversary to his third wife.

So Aoko was right, all she could do was wait and hope that her son was safe.

Izuku was in no way, shape, or form safe at the moment. With Captain America's Freedom Shield in one hand and Mac an Luin in the other he was currently fighting like a hoplite warrior, the shield was used to block, defend and sometimes as an offhand weapon. While the spear poked jabbed and stabbed when and wherever it could. He lashed out with his thin silver spear, goring a Drone through the throat, before spinning on his heel and smashing a Warrior in the face with the Freedom Shield. Tossing the concave shield, it bounced off the skulls of several Warriors, and he spun Mac an Luin around his body cutting and slashing, creating a nine-foot-wide circle of death around him.

As Izuku was cutting off limbs, Rick and Morty were laying down suppressing fire. The tail end of the 1812 Overture rang out time and time again amidst machinegun and rocket salvos. The ruckus was only overshadowed by the mating call of a cricket whenever Morty fired off a shot from his own weapon.

Tracing another Freedom Shield, Izuku stabbed his mercury colored spear into the ground before he tossed his shield. Tracing his bow he fired arrow after arrow, bouncing them off the edge of the shield as it spun through the air, causing the projectiles to turn forty-five degrees and impaling the exoskeletons of the oncoming Warriors. Izuku was unsure how many arrows he shot. He was only aware the threat had ended when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

Looking sharply behind him, he found Ska'bek placing a clawed hand on his shoulder. "Warriors all dead. Proceed we should."

"R-right," Izuku replied, wiping the sweat from his face before dismissing his bow and taking a final look at the corpses of the slain Xenomorphs before he proceeded to march over them, making his way deeper into the darkness.

Rick and Morty shared a look.

"Rick," Morty said in a worried tone.

Rick waved his grandson away, "I know Morty, I fucking know. It's getting to him, going through all this shit. Let's get this shitfest over with and get the kid home so he can decompress."

With that, the other four raced after him, running through the darkness.

Izuku was the first to emerge in a large cavernous chamber, one so tall, he couldn't see the ceiling even with his enhanced eyesight. Just ahead of him he saw a figure in a white lab coat rushing ahead of him. "Rick C-919, stop."

Rick C-919 didn't even look back, he just on kept running.

"I said stop dammit!" Izuku shunted more prana to his legs as he dashed forward. With an audible crack, the sound barrier was casually destroyed by his leap forward.

Getting a firm grip on the deranged man's shoulder, he spun him around to face him.

BANG

The shot rang out in the cavernous expanse. Izuku felt like dozens of hot knives were digging their way through the left side of his abdomen. Before he ever realized what had happened, he was looking up at Cis-Rick, his mechanical arm converted into some kind of advanced gun of some sort, with electricity arcing from nodes and smoke billowing from the barrel that was his hand.

Putting his hand to the wound Izuku came back with a grey substance like ashes mixed with water.

"Right now, you have a billion nanobots swarming through your body, systematically ripping it apart. Your death will be neither painless nor quick. You should'a just left when you had the chance kid."

Izuku could feel them. The tiny machines ripping their way through his side at a rapid pace. Glaring up at the insane Rick he said, "I-I-"

"Don't try and talk, you'll just hasten your inevitable end. Just die quietly with some dignity why won't you?"

Instead of heeding his suggestion, Izuku ground out, "I am the bone of my sword. Steel is my body, ash is my blood."

As the words echoed off the walls like a hollowed hymn of a desperate man, the sound of steel grinding against steel was heard. Cis-Ricks eyes widened in surprise and confusion as he asked, "Just what the hell are you? If you were an android, that would make sense, but my nanobots should be capable of chewing through any metals."

"I told you." Izuku said taking to his feet with a slight grunt and looking down to see a steel muscle mesh poking through the large gashes in his nanocarbon fiber armor, "I am the bone of my sword, and you? You're a dead man."

"Not today sucker," Cis-Rick said as he took out the same pen from before and clicked the button on top.

Izuku had no idea what that was supposed to accomplish, there were no Chestbursters here to manipulate.

Seeing his confusion, Cis Rick smirked and said, "You thought this only worked on Bursters? Naïve."

A hissing was heard, and four gigantic shapes pulled themselves from the darkness. They were Xenomorphs, but they were massive in size. Each was fifteen feet tall and was sporting a uniquely shaped head crest.

The one on the far left had a pair of horn that curved down over its head.

"Beth," Cis-Rick said with unshed tears appearing in his eyes.

The next had what appeared to be a scorpion's tail attached to its head with a dangerous looking barb at the end that was leaking corrosive acid.

"S-Summer," Cis-Rick said wiping his runny nose on his sleeve.

Next to the one he called Summer was a Pretorian who had a square flattop for a crest, very ordinary and boring all things considered. This time Cis-Rick pointed and laughed saying, "Ha, fuck you, Jerry."

The last one stood at only 7'6, but that's because unlike the rest it was on all fours and had canine-like anatomy. The beast growled and lowered its head, doing, so it unveiled a series of progressively longer tines folding out from its oblong dome.

"Dog whose name I can't remember." Cis-Rick finished, "I promise all three of you (Fuck you, Jerry.) I'll make this right. I'll fix Morty then the rest of you. But for right now…"

He pointed a finger at Izuku, "I need you to kill this son of a bitch!"

With a canopy of screams and growls the Praetorian Guard and former Smith family made their way forward intent on killing the hero-magus before them. Izuku traced his bow, taking aim at the dog with a plain black arrow he fired ten shots in under a second, not that he realized it at the time. Three hit the Xeno in the right foreleg, and two in the opposing leg. As the monster turned and began to tumble on its side due to being at full gallop, its flank was pierced by the remaining shafts.

It skidded to a halt right in front of the mantle clad boy barely breathing. Not taking any chances, Izuku nocked another arrow and fired it into its skull at point-blank range. Seeing the rest of this Morty's family closing in fast, he ditched his bow and said, "Trace on."

In a flash of lightning, he was clad in an Ironman suit. Specifically the Model 29, the Hypervelocity Suit. He jumped and the thrusters in his feet engaged. Helen spoke up the moment he was airborne. [Ok Kid, what kind of mess have you gotten yourself into this time? My readings are telling me those things have at least some matching chromosomes to human beings meaning they either came from or evolved from homo-sapiens.]

"It's a bit hard to explain right now Helen, can we just focus on killing the bad guys please?"

The AI huffed but relented to her master's commands, [Ok, but I expect a full debriefing when this is over. Understood?]

"Rodger that. Now prime all the weapons."

Before she could do so, the sound of a cricket mixed with the melody of the 1812 Overture. Rick screamed over the din, "Suck my RYNO sized taint, bitches!"

Ka'ja meanwhile leaped above Rick and Morty's suppressive fire, doing a somersault before she flung her lightsaber at the Praetorian Cis-Rick called Summer. But this Xenomorph did not go down like the rest. Instead, she flicked her hair barb out like a whip and slapped the invisible lightsaber out of the air, before charging in with a vicious smile on her lips. Without even thinking, Izuku held an arm out in the female predator's direction and yelled, "Trace on!"

Dozens of Freedom Shields formed in a bowl shape catching the Yautjua huntress before forming up around her once she was safely on the ground, several copies of Mac an Luin appeared, poking out between the gaps of the shields. It was an autonomous phalanx maneuver. Quickly getting the gist of what was happening, Ka'ja pulled out her Combistick and added it to the bristling spear line as it began its march towards the charging Praetorian.

The Queen Mother's guardian slammed bodily into the steel wall, impaling itself on several god-slaying spears, and one predator's combistick. The phalanx held, and Ka'ja was able to pull her weapon out and, spinning it over, used the other end to impale the Praetorian under its chin, scrambling its brain.

Rick and Morty kept shooting at the two remaining Praetorian guards. His grin of sadistic glee lit by the muzzle flash of his RYNO V Rick yelled, "Die, Jerry! Die mother fucker!"

This comment made Morty pause, "Wait a minute Rick, you mean these monsters are…"

He looked at the beast that Ka'ja was currently in the midst of beheading, "Summer…"

Then to the doglike thing, Izuku had killed before they had even arrived, "Snuffles."

Then his eyes locked on the giant alien heading right at him, "Mom."

"Morty! Pull yer head outta your sentimentality shit-filled ass man!" Rick hollered as he kept shooting at Jerry, "That piece of shit is not Beth! It's a [Burp] a parasitic alien lifeform that used her like a damn incubator, killing her in the process! So fuck off with your damn hang-ups and fucking shoot!"

Narrowing his eyes, Morty raised his Noisy Cricket and took aim. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to pull the trigger, and the monster that was Beth Smith was closing in fast. Twenty meters.

Fifteen meters.

Ten.

'Morty's coming with me because I need someone to watch my six. You've been doing a good job so far, keep it up ok?' The words came back to him as Morty had a revelation of sorts.

'That's right, Izuku, he said he needs me to watch his back. So to do that I…'

The Alien resumed its mad rush forward. It was now a mere five meters away.

"RAHHHA!" Morty let out a battle cry of frustration and rage moments before he pulled the trigger on the Noisy Cricket, blowing a gaping hole through the Praetorians chest cavity. Falling to its knees, it weakly reached out with one hand towards its killer. Morty looked back dispassionately and pointing the Cricket at its head said, "Fuck you, mom."

In a blast of sparks and blue plasma, the Praetorians head exploded.

"Damn Morty, melodramatic much?" Rick said from beside him as he continued taking potshots at Xeno-Jerry, who was missing both legs, his left arm, and his tail.

"Rick, what the hell are you doing? Why don't you just kill it already?"

Rick held up two fingers in response, "Two words Morty. Surrogate. Recipient. See, since you guys get all bitchy every time I so much as hint about offing Jerry, I'm taking about…oh, I'd say, eighteen or so years of hatred I have for him knocking up my daughter, destroying her future, and trapping her in the pit of despair known as marriage. I'm taking it all out on him."

Morty looked at the pitiful creature squirming on the ground in abject agony then back to Rick before taking a step or two back and saying, "Right, whatever floats your boat, Rick."

"Damn ri-"a blue-white energy beam blasted a hole through the Praetorians torso, causing Rick to look up at Izuku wearing the Model 29 Ironman suit and flip him the bird saying, "I wasn't done asshole."

"Don't play with your food Rick, it's unseemly," Izuku replied, before turning his attention to the deepest area of the Hive, the place where Cis-Rick had fled to. The Queen Mother's chambers…

Turning to his companions, he said, "Hold down the fort guys, I'll be back in a little bit."

Woah, woah, wait a second. You're going in there alone?" Morty asked.

Nodding he replied, "Yes."

"Why?"

"This is just something…I feel I have to do alone. Ya know?" Izuku did his best to articulate what he was feeling at the moment, yet thought he failed miserably.

"Go, hunt, and gain much honor," Ska'bek said who was standing a ways off with his daughter.

"Come back, alive." Ka'ja pressed.

Giving them a nod, Izuku shot off toward the Queen's Chamber's ready to finish things.

When he arrived at the Queens Chamber, a massive web-like dome in the center of the giant Hive, he found Rick C-919 had already injected his 'cure' into the Queen Mother's thigh. The Queen-Mother herself was nothing impressive. She was a thirty-foot tall Xenomorph with sky-blue carapace lacking any forelimbs, instead of having two dangling tendrils where the arms should be. She didn't even possess a barb on the end of its tail.

"You fool," Izuku said as Cis-Rick pushed the plunger to his syringe down, injecting the liquid into the Alien Queen Mother.

"You lose asshole, you lose! You failed! Ha, suck my nutsack!"

Izuku nodded, "Your right, I failed."

A sudden and painful looking transformation took place with the Queen Mother. Her back bulged moments before a giant pair of acid green insectoid wings burst forth from its back, its head crest lengthened until it curved beneath its legs, while its tail shriveled up and fell off.

What the Fu-"Cis-Rick couldn't finish as a five-foot-long foot wide stinger gored him through the stomach.

Grimacing beneath his faceplate Izuku finished, "I failed to save you from yourself, and for that, I am truly sorry."

Flicking him off its stinger with utter contempt, The Mutant Queen Mother rounded on the only other survivor in her domain…Izuku himself.

The Queen Mother took to the sky on her newly gained wings, acidic saliva dripping from her maw as she blitzed the armor-clad magus. Izuku swayed left, then right, and then moved again, avoiding the stinger of the mutated Queen Mother even as it scraped against his armor, gouging it and chipping away the paint. Suddenly, the Queen backed off and flew high into the shadows.

[Activating thermals] Helen said.

"Don't bother, these things don't give off a heat signature," Izuku told her, as he floated through the air.

An idea came to him then, "I want you to crank up the sensitivity of the vibration sensors as high as it can go. If there's even the slightest movement in the air besides us, I wanna know about it."

He paused before reluctantly adding, "Also, activate the Accelware."

[Are you joking? Your body can't handle that kind of speed not without tearing itself apart in the process.]

Izuku grimaced he knew it was true. The gimmick of Model 29 was its ability to move quickly. Not just speed but agility and reaction time as well. With the accelware active, the suit could move 150% faster than a human being should be capable of. Allowing the wearer to react at inhuman speed. Izuku could, for example, defuse a bomb in nine-thousandths of a second.

However, the human body wasn't meant to move at such a pace. Doing so put significant stress and strain on it, tearing muscles, breaking bones and bruising organs. At least it did on Tony Stark, a fully grown man in his prime and an exemplar of physical fitness. Izuku Midoriya while physically fit and even capable of reinforcing his body was only capable of lessening the damage done to his still maturing younger frame by comparison.

Before he could order the AI to activate the accelware, he picked up the rustle of wings on the air moments before the Mutant Queen Mother came speeding out of the darkness, her jaws open wide, and stinger poised to gore him through the chest. He just managed to turn to the side and take the lethality out of the blow, but the stinger still tore into his abdomen, leaving a large bloody gash in its wake.

"Helen, Accelware, now!"

[Accelware online…Kid if this doesn't kill you, we are going to have a serious talk.] The AI promised him.

Izuku ignored her words doing his best to suss out his enemies' location. A thrumming came from above and to his right. 'One 'o' clock.'

He turned and fired his repulsors. The Xeno zipped to the side, and an aerial dogfight began in earnest. The two combatants flew around the chamber, crisscrossing to and fro the flash of repulsor fire and the glint of a stinger flashing through the gloom. Izuku was in a world of hurt. According to Helen's self-diagnostic program built into the suit, he had dislocated his left shoulder, broken half of his right ribs, and his ankle was fractured on his left foot. Plus he had a concussion. All this was from the speed the suit was giving plus crashing into the Queen Mother at high velocity.

[Woah, hang on a sec…what, what is this?] The AI said sounding baffled.

"What, what's going on?"

[Your bones and flesh, it's being knit back together…by blades.] Helen reported sounding utterly vexed at what her scans were showing her.

"Ah, that. Don't worry about that…wait, you mean you didn't pick this up before when you first came online? My left side should've been in the same state."

[No, your side was covered in scar tissue nothing more. Do you mean to say-]

Helen was cut off as the Queen smashed into Izuku from behind sending him spinning end over end before he slammed back first into the ground.

"Ok, no time for a conference call, we can talk when this thing is dead," Izuku said flatly.

[Hehe, right sorry kiddo.] Helen said sounding sheepish, adding [How you gonna beat this thing? It's way too fast, and you're tearing yourself apart trying to keep up.]

The young hero thought to himself, and he did come up with a potential solution, but he knew his onboard AI wouldn't approve. "I have a plan."

[What is it?]

He told her, and Helen retorted with, [Yeah a stupid plan! You could get yourself killed!]

"You got a better idea? As, while this could get me killed, if I just keep going as I have been, I definitely will die."

He waited silently for a retort that didn't come. Finally, he said, "Ok then, we're doing this."

[I want it on record that I am against this course of action, and I think it's suicidal.]

"Noted," Izuku said as he stood there and began to trace a weapon from his armory.

Judging the Concept of Creation.

An infinite Ether Cannon.

Hypothesizing the Basic Structure.

A Mystic Code that utilized True Magic.

Duplicating the Composition Material.

Alien technology and Alexandrite fused together into a single lethal weapon.

Imitating the skill of its making.

The creation of the Sword could be considered the pinnacle of the art of Jewelcraft.

Sympathizing with the experience of its growth.

This was the weapon which pushed back a copy of the moon and aided in the defeat of the first Vampire, Crimson Mood Brunestud.

Reproducing the accumulated years.

2720 years old from the ancient Nordic Bronze Age. Crafted in 720 BC.

Excelling every manufacturing process.

Refining construction. Excelling original manufacturing process to the highest order.

"Trace. On!"

With those words, the hammer in his mind was cocked back, and the trigger pulled. Multihued lightning arced from his hands it coalesced into the Jewel Sword Zelretch. The jagged alexandrite dagger felt heavy in his hand, the guard was a mass of pointed crystal. Izuku could tell at a glance it was imperfect. More so than his usual projections. But that was fine. He only needed one shot.

Holding the blade, he said, "Jewel Sword Zelretch."

Once its True Name had been called, it began to reproduce its Miracle. Opening up a small hole in this dimension, it started to absorb the mana in the air from various other parallel worlds preparing to fire its Ether Canon.

"C'mon, C'mon. I'm waiting for you." Izuku whispered to himself.

He didn't have to wait long, as the Queen Mother came flying down from the darkness, landing on top of him and pinning him to the floor. The Mutant Queen Mother raised her head and opened her jaws, letting loose strings of acidic saliva as she prepared to use her inner jaw into his skull. Just as she was going to fire, he fired the repulsors in the feet of his armor and turned, throwing off her aim as she tore through plate and his carbon fiber armor beneath that and ripped into the flesh of his right pectoral.

Getting a firm grip on it with his free hand he said, "Got you now!"

He swung the Jewel Sword Zelretch in his other hand, and his vision was consumed in a blinding aurora of light, while his ears and mind, was bombarded with the Queen Mother's death scream.

As a flash of rainbow light was blinding just about everyone, in the Ovomorph chamber the group sent to destroy the Queens' eggs were just about finished. Silverdreads leaned against the wall of the chamber taking the occasional pot shot with his plasmacaster at an Ovomorph or two when suddenly he felt great pain tear through his entire body. He was dead before he even hit the floor as a green portal had appeared inside of his being, and split him in twain.

The others in the hunting party stopped and turned when they witnessed the venerable elder fall and die with no fanfare whatsoever. They readied their weapons, preparing to fight the threat that might come for them. What stepped out was the 'Ooman the nervous young one that always followed the crass elder around. The only difference was, he was wearing an eyepatch over his eye.

Looking down at the mess he'd made of the elder predator, Morty said uncaringly, "Well, you can't make an omelet with breaking a few eggs I suppose, but this wasn't what I had in mind."

Incited by his blatant disrespect of the fallen and apparent betrayal, the remaining predators, sans Morkai'l, attacked. Blitzing towards him at inhuman speeds. In response, Morty hit a button on his watch which shot a small disk into the air. Once it reached optimum height, said disc fired out a lethal laser in a circular arc that sliced all the Predators in half.

Turning to the last hunter standing Morty folded his hands behind his back and said, "You, you are not like the others. Intelligent enough to know when you are outclassed. That is why you are still alive. Since you are so smart, let me make you an offer. Join my fellows and me, and you'll get everything you desire. Power, Prey, Ka'ja, maybe even Many Blades head."

He paused looking around at the dead for a moment before continuing, "Or, you can try and kill me. What say you?"

"What need do?" Morkai'l asked.

Smiling with sadistic glee, Morty replied, "Excellent. All I need at the moment is one of those eggs unhatched, and for you to come with me."

Nodding, Morkai'l moved forward before scrounging over the remains of Silverdreads and coming up with a small vial of purplish liquid. Tossing it on the nearest whole egg, it was frozen over. Picking it up, he made his way over to the portal.

"Let me introduce you to the boss. I'll warn you, be respectful, or you'll die."

With that, the boy and the Hunter turned Bad Blood disappeared into the multiverse.

Once the light and noise died down, Izuku opened his eyes to find the Queen Mother was disintegrated, from her lower jaw down. Looking around, he saw the place was now filled with actual sunlight. His jaw dropped from behind his facemask as he beheld the massive hole that had been blasted clean through the Hive. It felt like an eternity since he'd seen the blue of the sky, and he welcomed the sight. Standing up, he pulled what remained of the Queen Mothers skull off his chest, pulling her inner jaw out of his chest and releasing a hiss as he did so.

His muscles ached as if he'd spent hours at a gym exercising.

"Well, that worked." He said at last.

[It was stupid and insane.] Helen commented hotly.

This caused Izuku to remark, "Yeah, well, as a wise man once said, if it's stupid but it works, it's not stupid."

[Pff, whatever. Are you finally gonna fill me in on what's going on?] The AI asked impatiently.

Nodding and carrying the head with him as he made his way back to the others he began to brief his AI and friend. By the time he meandered his way back to them, he'd finished his report. Morty was the first one to his side, Ka'ja hot on his heels.

"Izuku are you alright?"

Dropping the Queen Mother's head on the ground, he replied, "I'll live Morty."

Ka'ja picked the head up and examined it, nodding enthauestically, "You kill Queen-Mother in single combat. Eldress will be most pleased. Give you your own clan for this, certain."

"Agreed," Ska'bek replied looking over the skull in his daughter's hands.

"Helen, can I get a tape of that fight?" Izuku asked, seconds later he was handing a disk over to Ska'bek saying "Here if your helmet can play this, do so and record it. For verification's sake."

The Huntsmaster did so and was much impressed with the boy's prowess. He could say with certainty that he would not have been able to slay such a beast as this Mutant Queen Mother.

"Good [Burp] job kid, you killed the monster, saved the world, and [ehh] got the girl. You're a regular comic book hero." Rick commented as he made his way over.

"Thanks, Rick," Izuku felt slightly proud of that.

"Your-your welcome. Just do-don't become a walking cliché eh?" Rick advised before finishing off the booze in his flask and saying, "Whaddaya say we get the fuck outta here already? I'm outta booze and fucks to give by proxy."

Izuku held up a hand, "Hang on Rick, we still need to rendezvous with the others."

Ska'bek was doing just that speaking in his native tongue. From what Izuku could overhear, he was trying to hail one group or another, and he wasn't getting an answer. "Ska'bek, what's wrong?"

"Sliverdreds group no respond. Something wrong. Job easy, just crush Ovomorphs."

Feeling his stomach become a cold, bottomless pit, Izuku said, "Did you manage to get in touch with Bloodfist's group?"

Receiving a nod, Izuku said, "Have them meet us there, let's see what's going on."

What they found in the Ovomorph Chamber was a massacre. Silverdreads was cut clean in half, and the other Yautjua were in similar mangled states. Rick was immediately all over the scene as was Izuku. Looking over the bodies, Izuku muttered to himself, "They were cut apart by a high-intensity laser, looking at the scorch marks, it looked like it originated from-"

He stood at the center of a blank circle of death, "Right here,"

Turning to Rick, who was looking over Silverdreds body he called, "You got anything over there Rick?"

Examining the interior of the body sniffing it and then giving it a lick Rick replied, "This Yautjua was cut in half by a portal guns portal."

"Really how can you tell?" Morty asked, trying not to gag after watching his grandpa lick the inside of an alien's corps.

"Cause Morty, he tastes like pork rinds, whenever someone is cut in half, regardless of species, they end up tasting like pork rinds."

"So wait, you mean another Rick was here, he killed all the Yautjua, and then left?" Morty surmised.

"Not all the Yautjua, Morkai'l, his body isn't here," Izuku noted.

Morty started to say what everyone was thinking, "So he was either kidnapped or…"

"Or, he left with him willingly, shocker." Rick finished uncaringly.

Ska'bek stepped in, ending the debate, "Regardless, Hunt is now finished. We return home, Bloodied and Warriors all. I will take bodies, and skull of Queen Mother, make sure your tale is told with great honor Many Blades."

"What of Morkai'l?" Izuku asked.

Pointing to two pairs of footprints on the ground, one belonging to a Yautjua the other the sneakers of a human, the Huntsmaster said, "Footprints show no sign of struggle. He left willingly. Meaning he now Bad Blood, outlaw."

Izuku nodded before dismissing his Ironman armor and taking off his Hunter mask. "I see."

He turned to Ka'ja saying, "Well, I guess this is goodbye for now huh?"

In response, the orange-skinned female Predator swaggered her way over to him pulling off her Biomask as she did so. Her mandibles clicked as she bent down over him. She cocked her head to the side looking him over for a moment before latching her mandibles onto the sides of his face and pulling him into a kiss. Izuku felt shocked for a moment before he gently pressed his lips to her mouth reciprocating the gesture. The kiss was chaste by Yautjua standards, but Izuku's face was boiling red by the time she let go.

"Ewe gross!" Morty said from the sidelines, looking sickened by the sight of the two lip-locking.

Rick, on the other hand, was unfazed by the display saying, "Oh quit being such a prude Morty. You'll miss out on all sorts of interesting things if you never date outside your own phenotype."

Finally releasing the poor boy, Ka'ja said, "Ka'ja will wait for Iz'ku. Miss you."

With that, she walked away towards the portal Rick had created while the two were preoccupied, a sashay in her hips as she left. Turning to Ska'bek, he said, "I'll see you around."

"Farewell Many Blades…should activate Silverdreads self-destruct. Destroy Hive in full.

"Burp I'll take care of it, don't worry," Rick promised, prompting the Yautjua to leave with a bow.

Once they were gone, Izuku turned to the mad scientist and all but pleaded, "C-Can you take me home now? I-I've had just about enough excitement for one day."

"Sure thing Casanova, let me just stop off at my place first, I need to take care of something," Rick said with a laugh. As he opened up his own portal, but not before reaching into his lab coat and tossing out a thermos nuclear device into the Hive.

The world was saved, and the Xenomorphs went out with a bang and a lot of whimpering.

As Rick Morty and Izuku reappeared in the Smith Family Garage, Izuku felt a wave of lethargy wash over him. He felt tired, exhausted. Rubbing his eyes, he said, "So, what was that thing you needed to get Rick?"

"Dad," an older female voice called out, "Are you and Morty in the Garage?"

"Yes, Beth what is it?" Rick called back before whispering, "My daughter."

"It's time for dinner. I made spaghetti and meatballs. Come in and wash up."

Morty turned to Izuku and asked, "Hey, you wanna stay for dinner?"

Izuku hesitated. He knew he was already in deep trouble back at home. He looked at his newly acquired watch. 'It's 8pm at home right now. I'm screwed either way, so I might as well face my doom on a full stomach.'

"Sure."

Rick and Morty walked in from outside, and he noticed neither removed their shoes. Sitting down at the table Rick said, "Beth, this is Izuku, he's a friend of Morty and me. He's staying for dinner."

A thin, pale woman with a full head of bright blonde hair wearing a red shirt and jeans greeted him with a lipstick covered smile. "Hello there sweetheart, it's nice to meet you."

"You're hanging out with small children now Rick, should we be concerned?" Another man an older gentleman who would best be described as average in every single way spoke up, glaring in Rick's direction.

Sitting down Rick replied smoothly, "Not as concerned as I was when I found out Beth was pregnant with Summer and she was gonna marry you, Jerry."

"Ouch like, need some ointment for that dad?" An older girl with bright orange hair asked as she never looked up from her phone.

"No I'm fine, I'm just afraid for the lives of the people Rick is drawing into his madness."

Izuku spoke up, "If my presence is a problem, I can leave."

"No dear, no, no. Stay, those two are always like this." Beth said inviting him to sit down while shooting her husband a dirty look and her father a pleading one.

Spaghetti was good Izuku decided. It was similar to fried noodles but not fried, or spicy for that matter. Still, the sauce and meatballs were nasty.

Jerry, the head of the household inquired of him, "So, Izuku was it?"

"Yes, sir."

Jerry gave a self-satisfied smile at being called 'sir.' "So where do you come from?"

"Japan sir. Though to be specific I'm from another dimension entirely."

Shooting Rick a glare, Jerry said, "You're kidnapping children from their own dimensions now Rick? Should we be worried about interdimensional CPS showing up or what?"

Rick who had been fiddling with some gadget at the table, put it down and said, "First Jerry, I didn't kidnap him, he came with me because I needed his help. Secondly, interdimensional CPS isn't a thing. If it were, every version of you and Beth would've lost your kids a long time ago. Lastly, loser-says-what?"

"What?"

"Ha, sucker."

Seeing a more significant fight about to break out Beth headed it off by saying, "So you're from a different dimension? What's it like there?"

"Well everyone has Quirks unlike here. I suppose you would equate them to superpowers."

"Superpowers, seriously? Summer asked, sounding dubious.

"Yes, Summer seriously." Morty defended. "If Izuku wanted to, he could turn you into a pincushion."

Summer feigned fear, "Ooh, I'm so scared of the little six-year-old."

"I'm nine actually."

Summer actually looked up from her phone and looked him over when he said that before looking back down, "My bad, but I still don't believe you about the superpowers."

"Trace on." With those words a Black Key appeared in Izuku's hand, blade fully formed and at the ready.

This got everyone's attention. Well, everyone but Rick who had gone back to fiddling with his device.

Summer looked at the sword wide-eyed, "Woah, that's your, uh, Quirk? You make swords appear out of thin air?"

"More or less," Izuku affirmed, before dismissing the blade with a thought.

"Sweet." Summer held her fist out for a bump which Izuku obliged her for after a moment's hesitation.

Beth smiled, happy to see the kids getting along. Summer asked some more questions which eventually turned the topic to legalized heroism, something the entire family found amusing. Jerry thought was dangerous for regular people. Beth thought the world of people with powers could and did change the landscape as a whole from the political to job force. Summer thought it was a cool idea being a Hero, something Izuku agreed on, and Rick kept meddling with his invention, occasionally muttering to himself.

When Izuku next looked at his watch, it was 10pm back home, and he stood saying, "While it was a pleasure meeting you all, I do believe it is time for me to be going."

"Just in time for me to give you this," Rick said as he finished putting his newest invention together.

Izuku gave it a look, "An iPhone? I have one of those Rick."

Tossing the boy the phone, the boy replied, "This is not an iPhone, this phone has multiversal coverage. Go ahead, try it out, I'll wait for you to be awed by my [Burp] genius."

Shrugging he turned it on and dialed his house phone 81-867-5309. The phone rang for a moment before his mother answered sounding frantic, "Hello, who is this?"

"Hey, mom?"

"Izuku?! Where are you? Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine mom…Mom, do you remember the scientist we met the day I got my…quirk?"

"Him, yes, why what about him? Does he have something to do with your disappearance," There was a pause on the other line, and a sigh was heard moments before Fubuki asked, "Izuku, did you go with him in the middle of the night just because he needed your help?"

"Guilty. I know you're angry with me mom,"

Angry, no. I am well past that son. I am furious with you right now! I hope you had fun because when you get back here, you are so…so…"

"Izuku? Tatsumaki came on the line.

"Hey, Auntie, how much trouble am I in?"

Tatsumaki hummed over the line before saying, "I think it would be best if you just dug your own grave wherever you are and laid down in it."

"Mom's that mad huh?" Izuku noted with a sigh.

"Her? I was talking about me once I get my hands on you! Do you have any idea how worried Fubuki's been about you?! I've spent the whole day out in the pouring rain looking for you while your mother sat by the phone!"

Suddenly she was cut off, and Aoko came on. Her tone was completely flat. "Midoriya, you ok?"

"For the moment, but I don't think I will be once I get home."

This earned him an uncaring scoff from the Fifth Magician, "Just get back here pronto."

Aoko hung up without another word. Izuku looked at the phone for a moment before turning it off. "Well, I'm off to face my death."

Rick raised his unibrow in question, "That bad huh?"

"They're pissed."

Sighing Rick stood and fired his portal gun at the wall saying, "Alright kid, c'mon."

Giving the mad scientist an odd look, Izuku asked, "What are you doing Rick?"

"Pulling your ass outta the fire. Let's go face the music." Rick paused before stepping through the portal saying, "Oh by the way; that iPhone is also a kickass iPod too. It reads the mood in the area and will play the most appropriate song given the circumstances."

Grabbing Izuku by the shoulder, he pulled him towards the portal saying, "I'll be back bitches!"

The moment Izuku walked through the portal, he seized up. His mother, Aunt, and teacher were sitting on the couch, glaring daggers at him and Rick. The tension was thick in the air. Izuku felt like he was being sized up by a trio of predators, the tension was mounting…

Then "Trouble" by Ray LaMontagne began to play.

"Ha, it works just like I told ya it would," Rick said.

"Midoriya Izuku, just where the hell have you been?!" His mother yelled, yes yell out, with tears in her eyes.

Rick answered the question, "He was with me, saving an alternate dimension from an alien invasion."

"And you?! Fubuki said turning her fury on the scientist, "Where do you get off kidnapping my son in the middle of the night?"

Ricks reply was as flat and stoic as the expression on his face at the moment, "I didn't kidnap him. I asked for his help, and he came with me, willingly."

"You came into our home and took him in the middle of the night!"

Rick raised an eyebrow, "So? I've done worse things. I destroy, create, and save universes on a whim, and you're getting pissy with me about this?"

Fubuki stood up and glared at Rick, "Yes, because it's MY son your borrowing without asking!"

"Oh I'm sorry, I thought Izuku was his own person, not a possession. My mistake."

"I-you-that's not what I meant, and you know it!" Fubuki accused.

Smirking Rick replied, "That right? Then he is allowed to come along when help is needed. Help he is ready and willing to give?"

"I-I," Fubuki was stuck, and she knew it. If she said yes, her son basically had a free pass to go and do whatever whenever he wanted. If she said no it sounded as if she owned him like he was a piece of property to her, which couldn't be further from the truth.

"I believe what my sister is trying to say is, he's her son, not her possession. His safety is her primary concern." Tatsumaki said coming to her little sister's defense.

Fubuki nodded, "R-Right."

"Furthermore due to worry us half to death and not leaving a note, Izuku is grounded to this dimension till further notice."

"Grounded, oh fuc-"

"That's fine." Izuku spoke up for the first time since the adults started arguing."

"Kid," Rick whispered, "What are you doing? I could get you off scot-free."

Izuku smiled at the elderly man, "Thanks Rick, but that's not necessary."

Rick flipped the nearby coffee table, "Not necessary? NOT NECESSARY?! Kid you just fought your way through a Xenomorph Hive, killed I dunno how many Xenomorphs, survived an alien ship nuking itself, killed a Praetorian guard, one vee one'd the Queen Mother. Bull fucking shit it's not necessary! You don't need to come home to this shit."

Izuku tried to intervene several times to prevent rick from saying all of that, but it was pointless. Once the man got going on a tirade, nothing was able to slow him down till he was finished.

In the awkward silence that followed Aoko asked, "Aliens, like, the ones from the movies?"

"Yeah."

"You killed how many?" Tatsumaki asked.

I didn't exactly keep count but-"

"One hundred thirty." Everyone looked to Rick, "I rigged a scoreboard before we got to the Hive. Highest kill count outta anyone, congrats on that, and the alien babe."

His mother gave him a look, "Alien babe, son?"

Rubbing the back of his head, Izuku replied with, "I might've impressed a female Predator enough that she wants to uh…date me in the future."

"Date you, she wants to rock y-Ouch, son of a bitch what was that for?!" Rick asked as he began hopping on one foot, his other one having been stepped on by the boy.

With a sigh, his mother deflated asking, "Son, are you hurt?"

"No more so than usual." He replied stoically.

Fubuki nodded pinching her nose in expiration, "Good. Go to bed. You're grounded until further notice." She turned to Rick and said, "Get out of my house."

"Sorry Rick, seeya later," Izuku told him.

Still shaking his aching foot, Rick replied, "Yeah, way later from the sound of it kiddo."

With that, Rick left, and Izuku tiredly made his way up to his room. Closing the door behind him, he allowed himself to finally slump to the floor. It all hit him at once, the terrors he witnessed, the number of things he killed. Things that were once human. His final desperate gambit which paid off against the Queen Mother. He sat there, his back to the door and he just kept rocking back and forth, hoping the terrors would subside with time.

Chapter Length: 10,126 Words Number of Pages: 22 Date Completed: 4/6/18

AN: Welcome one and all to the end of the tenth chapter of Twice Inheritor. I do hope you had as much fun reading it as I did writing it. Next chap, I get to introduce a new important character to the fic. Someone I've been looking forward to introducing for a long time now. Plus…the return of Thor?! Dun-DUN-DUN! DxD will finally be coming into the spotlight next time around so look forward to that. As always, thanks to all my Patrons. Till next time everybody Bubbajack out! Peace!

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